All language subtitles for Adventures of Superman - 06x04 - The Mysterious Cube

NARRATOR:
The Adventures of Superman!

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Faster than a speeding bullet.

More powerful
than a locomotive.

Able to leap tall buildings
at a single bound.

MAN 1: Look! Up in the sky!
MAN 2: It's a bird!

WOMAN: It's a plane!
MAN 3: It's Superman!

NARRATOR:
Yes, it's Superman,

strange visitor
from another planet,

who came to Earth
with powers and abilities

far beyond those of mortal men.

Superman, who can change
the course of mighty rivers,

bend steel in his bare hands,

and who,
disguised as Clark Kent,

mild-mannered reporter for
a great metropolitan newspaper,

fights a never-ending battle

for truth, justice
and the American way.

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It's no use, inspector.

I've been three days trying
to burn through this thing.

It won't even blister.

Why don't you give up,
Henderson?

First, you bulldozed it
with a tractor.

When that didn't work, you tried
to blow it up with TNT.

Then you got an Army tank
destroyer

to fire point-blank
with armor-piercing shells,

and they bounced off
without making a dent.

[SCOFFS]
And now this.

Don't you ever know
when you're licked?

I know this much,
Mr. Steve Barton.

If I can get inside this cube,
I'll find your brother, Paul.

No, you won't.

Because you won't get inside.
Nobody will.

Your brother did. He's hiding
in there and you know it.

All I can tell you
is that, uh,

Paul built it here
seven years ago,

just before he disappeared.
Isn't that right, Jody?

Well, yeah.
If he's inside it,

you sure couldn't prove it
by me.

You might as well
load your stuff up.

Yes, sir.

Well, Kent,
I suppose you'll be writing

another front-page story
for the Daily Planet:

"Read all about it.

Police again fail to break into
the mysterious cube."

Oh, now, Bill,
you know very well

that Perry White
publishes The Planet.

I just write the news.

Yeah, I'm gonna have
a little talk with him.

I don't want him to make a
monkey of me with the headlines.

You don't need headlines
to do that, Henderson.

Let's get out of here.
[LAUGHS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Get the stethophone.

Sure, boss.

You know,
I ain't never been able

to dope out
how this gadget works.

Well, it works on the order

of a doctor's stethoscope.
Oh.

That's what they call it
a stethophone.

It can pick up sound
through any thickness of metal

and amplify it electronically.

Oh, so that's it.

But it also can transmit sound
the same way.

Oh...
I still don't get it.

No, I don't suppose
you ever will.

Paul, this is Steve.

Can you hear me?

STEVE:
Paul, I've got to talk to you.

What's the matter, Steve?
Anything wrong out there?

Well, the police
were here again today.

This time, they tried to cut
through with an acetylene torch.

Heh. Fat chance.

Is that all you wanted
to talk to me about?

I thought maybe it was
something important.

I wanted to make sure
that you were okay.

After all, you've only got
one more day to go.

I'd hate anything to happen
to you

when you're so near
the end of your stretch.

I'm fine.
Nothing's gonna happen to me.

Now, quit worrying.

Almost noon.

Twenty-four hours
and five minutes from now

and I'll be as free as a bird.

[CHUCKLES]
A dead bird.

And won't that make headlines
in the Daily Planet!

[LAUGHING]

This isn't for publication,
Mr. White,

but that cube's got me
running in circles.

You can't get in or out.

And yet,
I'll stake my reputation

that Paul Barton's
been hiding in that thing

ever since he disappeared
seven years ago.

Oh, but golly, inspector,
that's like saying

that he put himself
in solitary confinement.

Exactly.

The trouble, Olsen, is that
you don't think like a criminal.

Do you?
Yes, of course I-- Well--

I mean to say, I--

I understand
criminal psychology.

This fella Barton's been guilty
of every crime in the book,

including murder, right?

You can say that again.

Well, if he's
arrested and tried,

he'll be condemned to die.

To a man on that spot,
seven years in solitary

is a cheap price to pay
for life in freedom.

Freedom?
Yes, Lois,

when a person's missing
for seven years,

the law has no choice.

And Barton's brother, Steve,
told us quite frankly

at noon tomorrow, he's gonna
have Paul declared legally dead.

And we can't arrest a dead man,

no matter what he did
while he was alive.

I see,

but how could he stay sealed up
in a cube for seven years?

What could he eat?
How could he breathe?

Oh, I'm sure
he must have had

some kind
of a scientific apparatus

that would purify
and, uh, recirculate the air.

And I'm also sure
he had a very good supply

of concentrated food tablets
and some vitamin pills.

Well, now,
come to think of it,

just how would a man
who's been locked up seven years

keep his sanity?

Willpower, chief.

Don't forget,
this is a master criminal

with his whole future
at stake.

Why, just the mere fact

of getting off scot-free
would keep him sane.

And you mean to tell me

if this Paul Barton stays
in that thing one more day,

the law can't touch him?

Unless we can get him out
by noon tomorrow,

he'll be legally free.

And how can we get him out
when we can't get in?

Well, inspector,
are you sure

you've tried everything
on that steel cube?

Everything,
Mr. White,

and we're not even sure
it is steel.

If it is,
it's a tougher alloy

than the world
has ever known before.

Why, it's so tough
that I don't think

even Superman
could smash through it.

Superman.

Yeah, chief,
Superman's the guy for this job.

Don't you think so, M--?
Mr. Kent, where--?

He's gone.

Gone where?

Oh, who knows.

He's the most annoying,
unpredictable man--

All right. All right.
Never mind. Never mind.

Thing for us to do
is to figure out some way

to get in contact
with Superman.

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[GAGS]

What's the matter, Jody?

[CHOKING]
Look. Behind you.

Behind you. Look.
Superman.

That's right, Mr. Barton. What's
wrong with your friend there?

I told you, boss.
I'm getting out of here.

Oh, shut up and sit down.

There's nothing
to be afraid of.

I wouldn't be
too sure of that.

You can't bluff me, Superman.
What do you want?

I want your brother, Paul.

Paul? Haven't you heard?

He disappeared seven years ago
and hasn't been seen since.

I know, because he's
sealed inside that cube.

Oh, is he really?

Don't tell me you can see him
with your x-ray vision.

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Maybe you need glasses,
Superman. Can't you see through?

No, I can't understand it
either.

What's that cube made of?

Why don't you find out
for yourself?

I understand
those x-ray eyes of yours

can burn through anything.

Oh, you're slipping, old boy.

It's not even hot.

I asked you
a direct question, Barton.

What's that cube made of?

Well, unfortunately,
I never knew the formula.

It was perfected
by a scientist who, uh,

isn't with us anymore.

Oh, what a pity.
He had a splendid mind.

Imagine. Inventing a metal
that can even resist Superman.

Well, we'll just
see about that.

[LAUGHS]

A new experience,
eh, Superman?

Well, I don't mind
telling you

those walls
are over three feet thick.

In fact, uh, I don't mind
telling you something else.

Paul is inside the cube.

Oh, so you admit it, huh?

Ix-nay, boss, ix-nay.

You're spillin' too much.

Why, not at all, Jody.

Do you realize we're the first
criminals in history

who've ever got
the best of Superman?

And by this time tomorrow,

Paul will be out of there
with a clean slate.

And there's not one thing
you can do about it.

All I can say is,

if your brother can get out
of that cube,

I'll certainly find a way
to get in

and it'll be before noon
tomorrow.

[WIND WHOOSHING]

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Well, that's the last
we'll see of him.

Jody,
Yeah?

Bring me
the stethophone.

Boss, will you explain to me
just once more how this works?

Well, it's on the order
of a doc--
Yeah.

No, we've been through that.
Never mind.

Here.

Paul, can you hear me?

STEVE:
I wanna ask you something.

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Go ahead. What is it?

Are you sure you can get out
of there by tomorrow noon?

Is the acid still okay?

Sure, I'm sure.

Just as good as it was when
I brought it in seven years ago.

That's all I wanted to hear.
Be seeing you, Paul.

Everything all right, boss?

Everything's fine.
[SIGHS]

And yet, I keep thinking
what Superman said.

You mean,
about him busting into the cube

and getting Mr. Paul
before noon tomorrow?

Eh, he can't do it.

You just seen what happened
to him when he tried.

Yeah, I know.

But I still think we need
a little insurance against it.

Insur--?

You mean, there's companies that
sell policies against Superman?

This will be a different kind
of insurance, Jody.

Go get the car.

We're going downtown
to the Daily Planet building.

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Ah, professor.

Superman.

How are you, sir?
It's been a long time.

Too long, my friend,
too long.

I've missed our little talks.
What brings you here now?

Well, professor,
I need your help.

I have a very serious
problem.

You need my help?

[CHUCKLES]
You're joking.

No, I wish I were.

I've just encountered
a secret metal alloy.

And I can't break through it.
I can't burn through it.

I can't even see through it.

[SCOFFS]
That's impossible.

No, I--
I wish it were.

I'm depending on you for help
to try and penetrate it.

Oh, Miss Lane. Mr. Olsen.

I hope you'll forgive
my boldness,

but aren't you both
good friends of Superman?

Well, we have contact with him
from time to time.

Contacts? Why, the three of us
are like that.

Oh, that's what
I was hoping you'd say.

May I ask you
where you're going now?

We're on our 3:00
coffee break.

And we just have 15 minutes,
so if you don't mind.

Oh, have coffee with me.
Be my guest.

Well, that's very nice of you,
but we don't even know you.

That's right,
so you don't.

My friend here
will introduce us.

His name is Gunn.

Thirty-Eight Caliber Gunn.

I simply insist
that you have coffee with me.

I take cream
and sugar in mine.

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If you had the ability

to rearrange the molecules
of your own body,

merge and mesh them

with the alloy's molecules...

Well, you know
how water soaks through

blotting paper no matter
how thick it is.

Yes, yes, now, now,
just a minute, professor.

Let me try
to understand this.

You mean that I might be able

to just pass through a wall?

Hm. Have you
ever tried it?

No. No, I can't say
as I have.

I've crashed through
a lot of walls,

but I've never just passed
through one.

Try it.

Of course, if it is
at all possible,

it, uh, will require
an extraordinary degree

of concentration and will.

Yes, I know.

A challenge truly worthy
of Superman.

[CHUCKLES]

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By George, you did it!

Can you hear me?

Yes. I'm on the outside.

I'll try coming through again.

Here you are, professor,
you were right.

Theoretically,
it was possible

for a person of your remarkable
abilities. But I-I just--

Oh, now, come, professor.

You didn't think I was going
to make it, did you?

Well, for a moment,
neither did I.

I'm completely flabbergasted,

but of course,
as a-- As a scientist,

completely delighted.

Tell me, what was it like?

Well, sir, it's--
It's difficult to describe.

At first, it seemed as though
I ceased to exist,

and then I became
part of the wall

but always with a conscious
effort of will to get through.

Amazing. Truly amazing.

And was it difficult?

Well, it wasn't easy.

However, we do know
one thing now for sure:

I can get into that steel cube.

But don't forget one thing.

This wall is--
Is concrete,

comparatively porous.

In other words,

so you mean that once
I got into the steel wall,

I might not be able

to reassemble
my molecular structure?

I should say that was
a definite possibility.

Ah.

You might

remain forever

in that mysterious metal.

Well, now, professor,

that's just a chance
I'm going to have to take.

Thank you so much
for your kindness and help.

Good luck, Superman.

[CHUCKLES]
This is just for practice.

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There's really nothing
to be afraid of.

If your friend Superman
is a good boy,

nothing's going
to happen to you.

But if he puts his nose
where it doesn't belong,

well...

You see this basin
of acid...

and this pellet?

If the pellet should drop
in the basin of acid,

it will fill the room
with lethal gas

that works in seconds.

Let me show you.

Now, as I was saying,
you're both perfectly safe

unless Superman
does something I don't like.

If he does,

we'll pull this string
from outside the house.

And this time,

nobody will catch
the little pellet.

All right, Jody, let's go.

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[WIND WHOOSHING]

Well, well.
Look who's here again.

I told you I'd be back.

And now I'm going after
your brother inside that cube.

Yeah, you wanna bet?

I wouldn't advise either one
of you to try and stop me.

Why should we try to stop you?

The cube will take care of that.

Let's sit down, Jody.

This ought to be
very entertaining.

[CHUCKLES]

[MUFFLED GRUNTS]

Boss. Boss, he done it.

He just oozed through.

Get over by the string.

Paul. Paul.
Superman's coming on in there.

Superman?

Aw, you must be
out of your mind.

I don't see
any sign of him.

STEVE:
He's coming after you, Paul.

He melted into the wall
as if it soaked him up.

If he shows up in there,

tell him we've got
Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen.

If anything happens to you,
something will happen to them.

I think maybe
he's stopped already.

PAUL:
Hey, wouldn't it be funny
if he got stuck in the wall

and never could get out?

[MUFFLED GRUNTS]

I knew you couldn't make it.
Now, scram and don't come back.

Otherwise,
Jody will pull that string,

and it will be all up
for Olsen and Miss Lane.

All right.
I guess you win this one.

We win, period.

If you come back here
before tomorrow noon,

it'll be just
too bad for them.

Well, if I agree
to do as you ask,

will you let them go?

The minute my brother, Paul,
is legally clear,

we'll turn them loose, unharmed.
Is that a deal?

I guess it has to be.

Oh, and by the way,
when I say noon, I mean noon.

Paul's got a clock that runs
on Naval Observatory time

by radio from Arlington.

So don't try any tricks.

Boss, look.
Look, he's walking.

JODY:
He's too shook up to fly.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

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Believe me, admiral,
this is an emergency,

or I wouldn't dream of asking
you to do such a thing.

This Paul Barton is not only
a master criminal.

He's an enemy of our country.
He's even guilty of espionage.

I understand, but even
my authority has its limits.

That's why I relayed
your request to the White House.

[PHONE RINGS]

Maybe that's our answer now.

Hello?

Yes, sir.
Oh, yes, Mr. President.

Yes, sir. I see.

Well, very good, sir,
I'll tell him.

Thank you, Mr. President.

He says, "If Superman
wants something done,

we'll do it!"

Paul, this is Steve,
can you hear me?

Today's the big day.

It's time for me
to go down to court

and have you declared
legally dead.

STEVE:
Everything's all set
for 12:00 sharp.

That's when the judge will be
forced to sign the papers.

Okay. Have you seen
any more of Superman?

No, and I don't expect to.
He's licked and he knows it.

Okay, Steve.
Uh, just a minute.

Now, this acid takes
a half-hour to work.

I'll start using it at 11:35,

and at five minutes past noon

I'll walk out of here
a free man.

Swell.
I'll be seeing you, Paul.

Throw this away now, Jody.
We won't be needing it anymore.

We won't?

No. The next time
we talk to my brother,

it will be face to face.

Oh.

Oh, and, Jody.
Yeah?

The minute Paul
comes out of the cube,

you pull that string on
Jimmy Olsen and Lois Lane.

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[HISSING]

Paul. Paul,
it's good to see you.

Jody. Jody,
it's good to be free.

Oh.
Aw, man.

Paul Barton,
you're under arrest.

Oh, I'm afraid
you're mistaken, inspector.

You've got the wrong man.

I'm not Paul Barton.

Ever since 12:00 noon,

Paul Barton
has been legally dead.

It's now five minutes
past noon,

and the law says
you can't touch me.

That's where you're wrong.

It's exactly five minutes
before noon,

and you're going to jail.

Five minutes before noon?
Mm-hm.

[CHUCKLES]
That's impossible.

My clock couldn't be
running that slow.

It runs on Naval Observatory
time by radio from Arlington.

Superman found that out.

Superman?

He had Arlington speed up
its time signals.

Since yesterday,
your clock has been gaining

a fraction of a second
every minute.

It's now 10 minutes fast.

You-- You mean--?

I mean you walked out of that
cube 10 minutes too soon.

Instead of being legally dead,
you're still legally alive

and you'll pay for your crimes.

But my brother, Steve?

We picked him up
on his way to court.

He's going to prison, too,
and so is Jody Malone.

Uh, n-no, no,
please don't.

I can't stand being cooped up.
I--

To think I spent
seven long years in this cube

so I could be free.

And the whole scheme was ruined
in a short 10 minutes.

At least I have one
satisfaction.

Superman may have beaten me,

but he couldn't save Lois Lane
and Jimmy Olsen.

Wrong again, Barton.

I had them out of that house
over an hour ago.

[GASPS]

On your way.

Golly, Superman,
you did it.

Even if you had to use
the timetable trick

instead of your superstrength.

Jimmy, sometimes
brains are better than brawn.

Yes, but when you
tried to go through

that steel wall
and got stuck--

Stuck? Why, Miss Lane,
I was just fooling.

But it was the only way I could
think of to save you both.

You mean, you could have gone on
through if you wanted to?

Jimmy.

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And to think we doubted you.

Wait till Clark Kent
hears about this.

JIMMY:
Boy, will he be sorry
he didn't see it happen.

Kent. We've gotta get back
to the Planet

with the story so we can
scoop him. Come on, let's go.

Take a look at that,
Miss Lane.

I'm afraid you're too late
to scoop Kent on this story.

He phoned it in through
Inspector Henderson

hours before it happened.

We had an extra on the street
at the very moment

Barton was being arrested.

But golly, Mr. Kent, how did you
find out about it in advance?

I don't understand it.

I think I do.
Superman's the answer.

Eh, who do you mean?

Well, you have
a private pipeline to him

is what I mean, haven't you?

Now, Miss Lane,
you know very well

a good reporter never reveals
his sources.

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