Original subtitles

In the stillness of gathering dusk, Lois

Lane and Jimmy Olsen, following an

anonymous tip, cautiously approach a

factory building in the outskirts of

Metropolis.

Wait, Miss Lane. What a weird place.

All those giant toys. This must be the

toy man's new headquarters, Jimmy.

Hey, look out!

Welcome, my nosy friends. The

toy man. I've been expecting you.

You see, it was I who phoned in that

anonymous tip. Why, toy man?Very

simple. to keep your friend Superman off

my back?Are you kidding?In case he should

object to our use of my toys...

for my personal gain... Now

look, if you think... Now here's an

interesting toy, and if you will follow

me to the roof, I will demonstrate what

it can do. Kent,

are you sure Lewis and Olsen didn't say

where they were going?Why, no, Chief. The

last I heard from them, they... Great

Scott!

This is a job for Superman! Kent,

are you there?Up, up, and away!

This... takes... care of...

That!

Hey, Toy Man! Superman just smashed your

top!

So what?You ain't seen nothing

yet. Moments later, as an

ocean liner prepares to embark from

Metropolis... Rock

Light! I'm grinding! I can't see!

Let's go, boys. Work fast while they're

winkin' and blinkin'.

This is lovely, but it's

got to go!

At the same time, on a busy metropolis

thoroughfare, a giant calliope is rolled

into position, and...

This toy is a

killer killer!

Superman, during the panic, a gang of

robbers looted every shop on the street.

And there's only one man capable of such

wild crimes. The toy man. Up,

up and away.

In split seconds, telescopic and X-ray

vision guide Superman to his quarry.

Uh, there he is. I'll alert the

police and then drop in for a visit.

OK, toy man, your playtime is

over. Wait. Before you do

anything rash, look down there. See

that?It's a battlefield full of

toy soldiers and war equipment.

And they all fire live ammunition.

Marvelous. But what does-- But that's not

all. Listen. Ms. Lane,

Olsen, tell Superman where you

are. Superman, we're

locked inside a tank. Help

us, please. A tank?

Which one?AyeThat's the

question, Superman. But since those toys

are made of lead, the one substance your

X-ray vision can't penetrate, you

cannot find your friends. All

right, what's your game, Toy Man?What do

you want?Unless you leave at once, I'll

order one of my hidden henchmen to set

the war game in motion. And if the tank

containing your friends gets blasted,

well... the police!

Right, Toy Man. They're coming for you.

You tip them, and you pay for that!

Start the war!

Superman! You two all right?Yeah.

Swell, Superman. But the toy man...

He's escaping his gang, too!

Yes, right into the arms of the police!

Superman captures Toy Man...

by Clark Kent! Looks like Mr.

Kent scooped you again, right, Ms. Lane?

Umm You got this story so

fast, Clark, someone would think you knew

what would happen in advance. I guess,

Lois, that's because Superman and I

think... So much alike. Oh,

you.