All language subtitles for Adventures of Superman - 05x02 - Tin Hero

NARRATOR:
The Adventures of Superman.

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.

[���]

You sent
for us, boss?

You bet I did.
Where were you?

Well, chief,
we just

got in here
this minute.

What's the matter?
Something special?

No. Nothing special.
That's just the trouble.

Read that
headline.

Yes.

"Mayor seeks
reelection."

So? So, what's
wrong with that?

So, is that anything
to sell newspapers?

Who cares whether
Mayor Fredericks runs again.

Well, chief, we don't
create the news,

we just write it,
you know.

I'll admit, it's been
a very quiet week.

Quiet?

We're putting gardening news
on the front page.

People are going to get out
of the habit

of buying newspapers.

This is a big city.

There must be something
of interest.

Well, maybe we've done
our job too well.

What, with our expos�s
of crime,

and, uh, wonderful work
by our police,

maybe there isn't any crime
left in Metropolis.

I wish you were right.

If that were the case,

I wouldn't mind
if the circulation fell off.

But you know we've
just made a dent.

Crime is still going on.

Why don't we know
about it?

But we've chased
down every tip

and covered every
assignment you've sent us on.

Obviously
that's not enough.

From here on, the three of you
are on your own.

You mean, we're fired?

In your case,
that might not be a bad idea.

You mean, roving
assignments,

huh, chief?

That's right.
Split up. Poke around.

Investigate everything
that looks odd or suspicious.

Too bad Superman
isn't around.

Then we could get
some real coverage.

Hey.

Where are
you going?

Well, I lost the heel
off my shoe, Lois.

I thought I'd better
get it fixed.

Have you got
any ideas, chief?

You're supposed to be
a reporter.

You get the ideas.
And don't call me chief.

[���]

Now, get out
and circulate.

And bring me back a story
that will sell newspapers.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNSHOT]

[ALARM RINGING]

[BYSTANDERS CHATTERING]

I got it, chief.

I've saved
the Daily Planet.

What is it
this time, Olsen?

Pictures of
get-the-cat-out-of-the-tree

detail again?
No, sir, chief.

A bank robbery at
Federated Savings and Loan.

PERRY:
Really?

You were there?
You've got pictures?

Better than that.

You can phone
the headline down:

Private citizen foils
armed bank robbery.

What?

Sure. I was walking
down the street

when this guy comes out
of the bank firing a gun.

And then this
other guy comes up

and almost
jumps him--

Hey, wait.
Wait just a minute.

I wanna take
this down. Here.

[SIGHS]

Ladies and gentlemen
and fellow reporters,

you all know what
a great instinct

that I have
for news.

Just the story,
Olsen.

Oh, sure.

Well, I was walking
down the street

with this great instinct
for news that I have,

when suddenly,
"Bang, bang!"

I heard shots
from in the bank.

This guy comes out of the bank
firing a gun as he runs.

Then this other guy comes
from nowhere, and get this,

jumps the bank robber.

Jumps a desperate criminal
firing a gun

and wrestles him
to the sidewalk.

You actually got pictures
of all this?

Step by step.
Right from the beginning.

Jimmy, we're
proud of you.

[WHISPERS]
Wait a minute.

As Al Jolson used
to say:

"You ain't heard
nothing yet."

This joker not only
gets the criminal

down on the sidewalk,

but he's got a rope
and starts to tie him up,

when the bank guard comes out
and collars the crook.

Jimmy, you're
sensational.

Jimmy, you're
a rotten reporter.

What?
Do you know what
a good reporter

would have done?

Well,
just what I did.

Get the story
and get it straight.

What would you
have done, Kent?

Well, I might have brought
the hero up here to the office

for an exclusive
byline interview.

Exactly.

Voil�.

Meet Frank Smullins,

the hero of the hour,

whom I have
just brought here

for an exclusive
byline interview.

Mr. Smullins...

Meet my associate,
Mr. White.

Nice meeting you,
Mr. Smullins.

And it's good to know
there are still men left

with an inbred sense
of civic duty.

Well, thank you,
Mr. White.

But you see, as I was
trying to tell Mr. Olsen--

Uh-- And these are two
of my best reporters.

Clark Kent.
How do you do?

PERRY: Lois Lane.
How do you do?

It's really a thrill
meeting you two.

I read your stories
all the time.

It's an even greater thrill
to meet you, sir.

Especially after we heard
what you'd done.

Oh, i-it was nothing,
really.

"Nothing," he says.

Jumping an armed hoodlum,
single-handed.

Now, Mr. Smullins,

will you tell us
in your own words

just what happened.

Well...

I was walking
along the street,

when suddenly I hear
this shooting.

I looked up
and I saw this man

running out of the bank
with a gun.

What were you doing
by the bank?

Well, I-I was
on my lunch hour.

I was just
taking a walk.

Uh, I'm a bookkeeper
at Simmons & Sons.

Simmons & Sons?

Why, that's more than
a mile from the bank.

I know.
But I-- I s--

I sort of
got a feeling

that I should take a walk
in that direction.

Uh...I often get
those feelings.

What do you mean
you often get those feelings?

Well, to be there when
something is happening.

Like what?
Uh, I was at 8th and Spring

when, uh--

When that crazy man
threatened to jump off the roof.

And I was
at the ballpark

when Huggins pitched
a no-hitter.

This was the first time
you were ever at a ballpark?

That's right.

Am I speaking
loud enough?

PERRY:
Oh, quite, quite.

I've seen lots of other holdups
and robberies and shootings.

But this is the first time
I've ever taken an active part.

Now, that's what I call
an instinct for news.

One man in 10 million
has it like that.

He just happened
to be walking by the bank,

a mile out of his way.

Hey, wait a minute.
I was there too, you know.

Uh, you were just lucky.

This man's the greatest
natural born reporter

to come along in years.

From now on,
you're working for the Planet.

But I already
have a job.

I've been a bookkeeper
for Simmons & Sons

for 20 years.

I'll double what
you're getting there.

How much are you
making now?

Forty-five dollars
a week.

Like I said. Give you
$90 a week to start.

For the greatest
natural born reporter

to come along
in years?

[SIGHS]

All right. I'll make it 100.
What do you say?

Uh, I--
I don't know.

I'll have to discuss it
with Celia.

Do you realize the opportunity
I'm offering you?

Your own series.
A byline.

A special crime-busting
reporter.

I'll have to
discuss it with Celia.

And then
Mr. White said

if I'd come to work
for the Planet,

he'd pay me
$100 a week.

Oh, Frank, I--

I'm so proud of you.

And now we can
get married.

But don't you think
we should wait

until we see if
this new job works out?

Well, of course
it will work out.

Didn't he call you

the greatest
natural-born reporter

to come along in years?
Yeah.

I-- But I sort of

h-hate leaving
Simmons & Sons.

I've been there
so long.

But, Frank, you--

You're only
a junior bookkeeper

after all
these years.

I know.

But I feel
that eventually

I'd work up
from there.

Do you remember the plan
I submitted to Mr. Simmons

about a complete overhauling
of our sales campaign?

Frank, you've been
submitting

that plan
for five years now.

Why, you can't even get
Mr. Simmons to read it.

But if he would--
He won't.

Twenty years
with his firm,

and...

I'll bet he doesn't
even know your name.

You know,
you're right.

Why, with the plans
Mr. White has,

there's no telling
what might happen to me.

We gotta knock off

this Smullins character
right now.

It's bad luck
to knock off a reporter.

It'll be worse luck
if we let him live.

I still say we ought to
rub him out.

You say?

Let's get
this straight.

I agreed to come
to Metropolis

and organize this setup
on one condition:

that my word
is final.

We have the whole
operation planned.

We held off on everything
for a month,

to lull the town into
a sense of false security.

In that month, I planned
20 perfect jobs.

We spring them.
"Bang, bang, bang!"

One right after another.

And before they know
what's hit them,

we're all rich
and out of town.

Well, this guy sure fouled up
your first job.

It says the Planet
hired him

as a special crime-busting
reporter.

It was a freak.
An accident.

He couldn't possibly
have known about the job.

It was planned
and timed perfectly.

Some perfect.

They got Louie
with all the dough.

The job this afternoon
will come off without a hitch.

A hundred-thousand-dollar heist.

And all it takes
is one pickpocket.

Then...

eight more jobs
tomorrow.

Ten the next day.

And we'll have this town
practically cleaned out.

I still don't know
what we're doing here.

They wouldn't dare
hit the bank again.

I don't know.

I've just got one
of my feelings.

Who is that?

That is C.V. Owen.
He's the president of the bank.

Another feeling?

I've got a feeling
your feeling is right.

You see that little fellow
watching Owen?

Well, that's
Fingers Danny.

He is the hardest-working
pickpocket in town.

There's your chance,
crime buster.

I think Danny
just lifted Owen's wallet.

Uh, shouldn't we call
the police?

Later. First,
grab Danny.

Then write another
firsthand account

of how you captured
a criminal.

If he's a criminal, he--
He-- He might be armed.

Danny? He's even afraid
of a cap pistol, himself.

Look. Why don't you
grab him,

and I'll get the police,

in case he gives you
any trouble.

Then you can write
the story.

Oh, no, you don't.

Mr. White has billed you
as the crime-busting reporter.

You're the hero
of the hour.

Everyone wants to know
what you're going to do next.

And that's what sells
newspapers. Come on.

Hey, why don't
you watch

where you're going.

Well, hello, Danny.
Window shopping?

Yeah, yeah.
Just window shopping.

Well, then
what's your rush?

All right, Frank,
grab him.

What's the idea?

Let's just see
what we can find here.

That's my wallet.

So it is. So it is.

My. Must be
over $50,000 here.

Do you always carry
that much money around?

Well, I had a good day
at the track today.

Sure you did.

Let's go in the bank

and see if they can
explain all this.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!

Well,
what do you know.

He did have a gun.

Frank,
I apolog--

[���]

[���]

I still can't get over
Smullins' courage.

Ah. Neither can I.

Clark, I don't
understand you.

Now that we're beginning
to get some good beats again,

you don't seem happy.

Well, frankly, chief,
I'm just a bit worried

about this so-called
crime-busting reporter of yours.

Worried? But why?
It can't be that you're jealous.

I know you
too well for that.

Oh, chief.

For your information...

Frank did not
capture Danny.

I did.

You did?
That's right.

Frank was afraid to
even approach Danny.

When Danny pulled
a gun on him, he fainted.

Are you sure?
Of course I'm sure.

But after he came to,

I managed to convince him
that he had disarmed Danny.

Well, maybe he tripped.
It might have been an accident.

If you ask me,
I think

his first capture
was an accident.

Now, chief.

Do you remember that series
of pictures that Olsen shot?

Yeah.

Well, chief,
I've got a hunch.

Well,
he did it again.

Another accident?
Another freak?

Certainly.

The guy obviously likes to
hang around the bank.

I still say we ought to
rub him out.

We can't afford to
upset our schedule.

Especially
with a killing.

And that's final,
Marty.

According to the schedule,
the next job is mine.

The safe job
at Van Rale's.

That's right.

My figures show there ought to
be about half a million dollars

in diamonds
in that safe.

Besides a load of cash.

I don't like the way your first
two jobs went haywire.

I could end up
in the clink.

What could go wrong
with this one?

Pete and Al should have
the alarm cut by now.

And in about
a half-hour,

both guards will be
doubled up with cramps.

Now, you better
get going.

Now, get this straight,
Big Jack:

that schedule
or no schedule,

if that Frank Smullins
character shows up,

he's gonna get it.

Now, chief, I want you
to look very carefully.

You notice that--?

That string there
in Frank's hand?

Yes. What about it? We know
he was trying to tie him up.

Well, that's
what I mean.

You see, it's not just a rope
as Jimmy reported. It's--

Well, it's just
a piece of twine.

Look at the way it's
entangled in Frank's hand.

Does that suggest
anything to you?

Why...yes. It's--

It's a cat's cradle.

A silly thing
you can do with string.

Exactly, exactly.
It's just my theory

that he was walking
along the sidewalk,

minding
his own business,

when this gunman
blundered into him,

and they just got
all tangled up.

Then he didn't capture
the bank robber.

At least
not on purpose.

That's right.

He didn't capture Danny
either. Let's face it.

Boss, your two-fisted,
crime-busting reporter

is just a frightened
little bookkeeper

that happens to
have a knack

that places him near
the scene of a disaster.

Well, what can we
do about it?

Well,
for your own sake,

you're gonna have to
lose him.

We've all got him believing
his own publicity so much

that he thinks
he's a fearless,

invincible hero,
and he's...

Well, he's just sold
on it, that's all.

Sooner or later, he's
bound to get hurt.

I can't fire him.

We promised our readers
a whole series by him.

Why, if the truth of
this story ever comes out,

I'll be the laughingstock
of the newspaper world.

Well, where is he now?
Gone to the Kraler building.

What's he doing there?

Oh, he said he had
one of his feelings.

Kraler--

[ALARMED]
The Kraler building?

Van Rale's,
the jewelers, are there.

Right. Wait. Where
are you going?

Well, uh, chief, I, uh...
I just remembered.

I have to cover
a sports car show.

Oh, fine. And if one of those
sports cars backfires...

we'll put it
on page one.

[���]

[LOCK CLICKS]

[GRUNTS]

[���]

Very nicely done.

It'll make a good story
for the final edition.

[CHUCKLES]
Put that away.

I'm Frank Smullins
of the Planet.

You're coming with me.

Maybe your name
used to be Smullins.

Right now, it's mud.

Why don't you surrender?
You haven't got a chance.

I told you.
I'm Frank Smullins.

How'd you
get in here?

Through the store.

I untied one of the salesmen,
and he's calling the police.

What?

Sorry I have
to do this, chum.

[COCKS]

[MOANS]

[WHOOSHING]

[���]

[SLAPS]

[GASPS]

What?
What happened?

You've done it
again.

You frightened
the safecracker away

before he could get
his loot.

Well...

maybe someday
these thugs'll learn

not to fool around
with Frank Smullins.

I told you
it was bad luck

to try and knock off
a reporter.

What was I
supposed to do?

Surrender to him
when he asked me to?

Now we got Superman
on our necks.

That's all we need.

You agree now
that we have to

get rid of
that reporter?

Unfortunately,
I do.

We've got eight jobs going off
simultaneously tomorrow.

Even Superman can't be
in all those places at once.

But I'll bet that
Smullins character can.

We'll have to
get rid of him today.

Get rid of him.

We can't even
get near him

as long as Superman
seems to be protecting him.

We've got to figure a way
to make him come to us.

I had the boys
check up on him.

He has a girlfriend
named Celia Adams.

Lives at
37 Maple Street.

Perry White's office.

I'd like to speak
to Frank Smullins.

I have a hot tip.

Oh, um--
Uh, just a minute,

I'll try to
find him for you.

[IMITATING FRANK]
Hello, this is Frank Smullins.

What can I do for you?

If you'll come alone to
your girlfriend's house,

I have a very big
story for you.

Who is this?

Never mind.

Just be there
within an hour,

or you'll never
see her again.

Remember:
be alone.

Uh, what's the address?

Huh? What do you mean
the address?

Well...

uh, she owns
two houses.

Which one
are you at?

Oh. The one
at 37 Maple Street.

Oh, that one.
37 Maple Street.

I'll be right over.

Frank Smullins
never breaks his word.

Hey, hey. What was
that all about?

I just got a tip.

I'm gonna show Mr. White
that that Smullins guy

isn't the only one
around here

that can get
a scoop.

[DOORBELL
BUZZING]

Just stay
right there, sister.

Go let him in,
Marty.

Hello.

Hello.

What's the joke?

It used to be a joke,
Mr. Smullins,

but it's
all over.

That's not Frank.

Nice try,
sister.

But it won't
work.

She's right,
Big Jack.

This ain't the guy that
busted up the Van Rale job.

Who are you?

I'm taking
a survey.

Are you in favor of women
having long or short hair?

That depends.
Now, on some women--

Shut up!

Sorry, kid.

But now that
you're here,

we can't let you go.

Just sit right down
there on the sofa.

I'm getting
a little worried.

If he doesn't
show up pretty soon,

we're gonna have to
get rid of these two

and get out of here.

Has Olsen
returned yet?

Oh, he's out on
a story, chief.

What do
you mean?

Well, he got
a phone call,

and said something
about a hot tip.

I heard him
repeat an address.

Uh, 37 Maple
Street.

37 Maple Street?

That's Celia's
house.

Who's
Celia?

My girl.

Well, that's
funny.

Maybe they're
trying to

get back at Smullins
through his girl.

You better go
after him, Kent.

Oh, uh, chief, I think
I'd better go over

to the Federated Savings
and Loan again.

I have one of
those feelings

that something is
gonna happen, you know.

Oh, I'll go,
chief.

What's this about
your having hunches?

I don't know,
chief--

That's supposed to be
Smullins' job.

Oh, maybe, uh,
it's catching, huh?
[TUTS]

All I can say is,

it's a funny way
to run a newspaper.

Well, I-I-I'm sure
you're right, chief, but...

you know, there are
all kinds of ways

to run a newspaper,
aren't there?

I know people say you're crazy
when you talk to yourself,

but by great Caesar's ghost,
there's nobody else around here

sane enough
to talk to!

[���]

Maybe this Smullins guy
isn't gonna show.

Well, we'll give him
a couple of more minutes.

Maybe he called
the police.

We gotta
get outta here.

Yes, I know.

But first, we've gotta
take care of these two.

There's a gas jet
in the fireplace.

Turn it on.

Right.

[GAS HISSING]

SUPERMAN:
It's getting
stuffy in here.

[IN UNISON]
Superman!

[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNS
CLICKING]

[BOTH GRUNT]

[BULLET CLANKS
TO FLOOR]

I hope you'll forgive me
for not untying you,

but I have a feeling that
it'll be better this way.

Why, if you've
so much as harmed

one hair
of her head, I'll--

Look out, Frank.
They've got guns.

[THUD]

There. That'll
teach you

to tie my girl.

Frank, you might
have been killed.

What is life
without honor?

Jimmy. Are you
all right?

But you didn't have
to do that. They were--

Jimmy.

Oh, Frank,
you're wonderful.

You've saved
my life.

PERRY:
Oh, come in, my boy.

Ahem.
Come in.

Well, uh,
that was

a great piece
of work you did.

What sort of a feeling
do you have for tomorrow?

Well, we just
dropped by

to tell you I'm
quitting, Mr. White.

Oh, nonsense.
You've got

a great future
in this business.

Another incident
like yesterday,

and he'll have
no future at all.

We decided
it's too dangerous

a job
for a married man.

I see.

And would you be
kind enough to tell me

just how he's going to support
a wife on $45 a week?

Oh, we don't have to
worry about money.

When Mr. Simmons,
my old boss,

kept reading about me
in the paper,

he finally dug up
that plan

I submitted to him
five years ago...

and read it.

He offered me twice
what you're paying me

to be head of
Sales Planning.

Well, I-- I'm very glad,
for your sake, Mr. Smullins...

but do you think it's
entirely fair to me?

Don't take it
so hard, chief.

At least you got those stories
you were yelling about.

I know. But what am I
gonna print tomorrow?

There's the meeting
of the Better Babies League

and the flower
show.

Quiet.

Now, get out of here,
all of you,

before I go
completely insane.

[SNORTS]

Oh, Mr. Smullins?
Yes, sir?

Stop at the cashier's window
on the way out.

I'll phone him and tell him
to give you an extra $100.

Sort of a...
A wedding present.

Oh. Mr. White.

What's all this
sentimentality?

Has everybody around here
gone crazy?!

[ALL LAUGHING]

[���]

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