All language subtitles for 005 - Aos

Faster than a speeding bullet.

More powerful than a locomotive.

Able to leap tall buildings at a single
bound.

Look! Up in the sky!

It's a bird! It's a plane!

It's Superman!

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.

And now, another exciting episode in The
Adventures of Superman.

Get up, Father.

They are coming.

They have dogs.

They will find us here.

We must get away.

It is no use, Maria.

You must try.

Please, Father.

It is no use, I tell you.

They'll catch us.

They'll torture me and kill you.

You must try to escape alone.

No.

Please try, Father.

I will help you.

Listen to me, Maria.

I can run from them no longer.

I'm too old, too weak.

But you are young.

You may be able to escape.

Mother's lucky.

Take this.

Take it to America.

To the President of the United States.

Give it to him alone.

To no other.

I will not leave you. You must, Maria.

Say to the President to open the locket.

That which is inside will mean new hope
for humanity.

Yes, but...

Listen to me, my child.

The fruit of my life's work is in your
hands.

It must be used for the good of mankind.

If those godless devils secure it, it
will mean the end of freedom on Earth.

Take this and go to America.

Do exactly as I said.

And trust no one but the President.

No, it doesn't matter.

Go. There's no more time.

Yeah.

One moment.

Listen carefully.

There is a man named Harold Crane in
Metropolis in the United States.

You will find his contact number in the
secret file.

Tell him I will pay him $200,000 if he
secures Maleska's formula.

and tell him I am leaving for Metropolis
tonight by plane.

Let Clark, super monkey. Yeah.

Now, Peppy, you give these nice little
boys and girls a fortune.

That's right.

Come on.

Cute, isn't he? Uh-huh.

Come on. It's nice.

He's a cute monkey.

He's a smarty, too.

Can he tell my fortune? Sure, lady,
sure.

Peppy, you give this nice pretty lady
her fortune.

Come on.

Thank you, Pepe.

There you are, little fella. Thank you,
lady.

Thank you, mister.

Good luck. Good luck.

Well, what's it say? Don't rush me.

No fair, Clark. Even a reporter's
entitled to a little private life.

Must be good.

Today is the 24th, isn't it? Sure, all
day. Why?

Well, I'm going to marry a handsome oil
millionaire by the name of Harvey.

Bye, Clark. Where do you think you're
going?

Well, to meet Harvey. Where else?

Have you forgotten we're supposed to
cover the Peterson trial?

You cover it. I can't keep Harvey
waiting.

Bye-bye.

Lady!

Wait till I...

Wait there.

Come back, Landy. Come back.

You'll get involved in trouble.

Here's those Maleska news clippings you
wanted me to flame. Thanks, Jim. And

what about my plane reservation?

I wangled you a seat on the 12.30
flight.

You'll have to pick up your ticket at
the field.

12.30.

I can make it. Better get me a cab,
though. I got one standing by. Good boy.

You get to Baltimore at 1.50, but you
got about a one-hour layover for the

Washington Limited.

Miss Lane, why are you flying to
Baltimore than taking a train to

Washington? The chief will want to know.

I hope to get an exclusive interview
with Jan Maleska's daughter.

No kidding? She's on that Washington
train.

Golly, according to the news clips...

Her dad's been killed. I know I'm
following a wild tip, but it's worth a

gamble. So long, Jim. Wait a minute.

Where'd you get the tip? The chief's
going to ask me.

From a monkey.

Huh?

Blast you and that stupid open grinder.

I'll show you what I'm gonna do There

there

Pepe I wouldn't hurt you

Hey,

Max.

Yeah? That stupid organ grinder lost the
message for me about Maleska's daughter.

That dumb jerk.

Fortunately, he read it and remembered
enough to pass it on.

Say, a guy like that could be dangerous.
That's what I was thinking.

I could be traced to that organ grinder.

He's waiting in the alley downstairs.

Get rid of him. Okay, boss.

You sure we won't need him no more?

Fish is on his way over here by plane.
I'll have that Maleska formula tonight.

Yeah, but... Get going.

Okay.

Well, go on.

What did she tell you?

Well, she said she had a tip.

She said it was pretty wild, but she
said... Wild, eh? But she goes off to

Baltimore just the same. On the paper's
money.

Doesn't even bother to consult me.

Great Caesar's ghost. Now, wait a
minute, Chief.

Lois is pretty solid. She may be a
little impulsive at times. Impulsive,

eh? Well, she's been impulsive around
here for the last time.

And that goes for you, too, Kent.

From here on in, nobody goes out on a
story until they check with me.

You paste that in your hat, too.

Yes, sir. But I think I know why Miss
Lane went. I mean, I think I know where

she got her tip.

I found this on her desk. Let's see
that, Jim.

Lois got this from the monkey.

Plane landed in Philadelphia because of
fog in Metropolis.

Jan Moleska's daughter taking Washington
Limited noon today, 24th. New schedule

being followed.

What is that? Where did it come from?

I told you, she got it from the monkey.

Are you crazy?

Golly, she said something about a
monkey. I better get out there. Where?

The Washington Limited.

If this is on the level, it's a whale of
a story. I'll see you later, Chief.

Kent, come back here! Kent!

That train's halfway to Washington by
now. Come back here. How are you going

to... These are ghosts. Is everybody
around here going crazy?

Good heavens.

Porter, see if there's a doctor on this
train and hurry.

Miss Ling will be all right, Superman.

That's fine, Doctor.

What about Miss Moleska?

Well, her condition is critical. Her
skull has been fractured.

I'd like to find the man that did it.

Will she regain consciousness?

She should.

There. She's coming to now.

May I question her, Doctor?

Briefly.

Miss Moleska.

Who are you?

Superman. I'm your friend.

I have heard of you.

You are good.

So lock it. It is gone.

We'll find it for you later. But right
now, I want... But his formula was in

the locket.

Formula? Yes.

He was sure I... Oh, no.

I must not talk.

Only to the president.

The locket was around your neck?

You must find it, Superman.

It is the only defense.

Defense? Against what?

You must find it.

You...

She'll be all right, but she can't be
questioned anymore.

May I take her to a hospital?

She can't be moved right now. I'll take
care of Miss Moleskine and Miss Lane.

You find that locker. I'll certainly
try.

You say Superman couldn't find the
fellow on the train?

No, I'm going to look around some more,
but... You are?

I mean, Superman is.

Meanwhile, call Inspector Henderson.
Tell him to try and pick up that organ

grinder.

Don't tell me what to do. Stop that.
Stop that.

Wait a minute, Kent.

Tony Ermente.

Organ grinder.

Body found, Metropolis River.

Foot of 24th Street.

Knife wound in heart.

What is it, Chief?

You better get over to the city morgue
as quick as you can, Kent.

I have a hunch the story is blown up in
our face.

Joe got the locker.

Formula? In the locker.

Good. Swell.

Get away okay?

Duck soup.

Joe's on the plane now.

Ought to be here in an hour, hour and a
half.

Well, as soon as the organ grinder
brings it... Oh, I forgot.

No more organ grinder.

Well, you'll have to meet Joe for the
pickup then.

I'd hate to do it. The cops know that
muck of yours.

Well, you've got to do it anyway.

I'd better get started. Call Fish. You
know the number.

Tell him to be here at nine o'clock with
the money.

All of it.

Every knuckle.

Well?

Is our organ grinder all right?

I thought so.

Now what?

I don't know, Chief.

Well, how about his family? Maybe one of
them might know something.

Apparently he hasn't any family. Lived
all alone in the basement apartment on

the west side.

Oh, fine.

I wonder what's in that formula.

She said it was a defense against
something.

Atomic bomb. If it is.

Kent, we've got to get it.

The monkey.

What? The organ grinder's monkey.

It's probably at the bottom of the
river. I wonder.

Anyhow, the monkey can't talk. What's
the difference?

It might give us a lead.

Chief, it was a cute little animal. It
had a Superman's costume on.

Superman? That's right. A lot of people
must have noticed it. Look, Chief, let's

put a special bulletin in our news
broadcast asking anyone who saw the

monkey to please call in.

I doubt that anything will come of it.

But what can we lose? Go ahead.

Yes.

Microfilm, huh?

For this we get... Look out to me.

For this we get $200,000.

Not bad.

This kind of work pays better than the
rackets. Anyone seeing a brown monkey

dressed in a Superman costume and
answering to the name Pepe...

please communicate with Clark Kent at
the Daily Planet or the police at once.

Or anyone having any special knowledge
of this monkey or its owner, the late

Tony Ormenti and Organ Grinder, please
contact this paper or the police without

delay. And now, the news.

Today, the United Nations... What's the
idea?

I kind of like the news.

What'd you do with the monkey?

Nothing. It got away. Got away how?

When I caught up with Tony, see, I
walked him down the alley a ways to

where the car was before I let him have
it.

While I was loading him into the car,
The monk scrammed. Scrammed where?

I told you.

Up the alley.

It went over a fence.

I wasn't going to chase it with a stiff
in the car.

What for?

For? What for?

Yeah. Find that monkey. Find it and get
rid of it.

I certainly will if I see him, but I
don't know where he is any more than you

do. Right.

Goodbye. Listen, Chief.

Those fellas must think Superman works
for the Daily Planet.

What?

Who? Washington.

The Atomic Energy Commission.

They want that Moleskine formula.

Oh. So do I.

Have you seen Jim around?

Ferguson sent him out on a story about
an hour ago. Why?

The rest of the staff's gone home and I
wanted Jim to stand by in case anyone

called in about that monkey. I just made
the news broadcast.

There isn't a chance in a million
anything will come of that.

Perry White speaking.

Hello, Chief. I mean, Mr. White. Is Mr.
Kent there? Just a minute.

Speak of the devil.

Jim?

Hello, Jim. Listen, Mr. Kent, here's a
funny thing.

A kid phoned the office about an hour
ago. He has one of our paper routes.

He said there's a monkey in his alley.

What? Where was this?

Out in the Maywood section.

Ferguson thought it might make a nice
feature for the nature page, so he sent

me out on it. Where, Jim?

And get this, the monkey's wearing a
Superman costume.

Listen to me, Jim. Exactly where is that
monkey?

Behind the 1300 block on Maywood
Boulevard, in an alley.

At a drugstore corner at 13th Place in
Maywood. You get back to that monkey and

hang on to him. Don't let him get away
whatever you do. Do you understand?

Yeah, sure.

Okay, I'll be there in a few minutes.

Jim found the monkey.

Great Caesar's ghost. I better get over
there.

I'll go with you.

I have a girl on the Swiss board called
police headquarters.

Trying to steal my monkey, huh? I ought
to turn you kids out to the cops.

Go on now, scram.

Scram, I said.

with that monkey? What's that tell you?

Belongs to an organ grinder who got
killed.

You made a mistake, bud. Wait a minute.

I'm from the Daily Pilot. I got orders
to watch that monkey. Give it here.

No, Buster.

Get smart and shove off. I will not.

Look at those cops down there.

Yeah. Think they're looking for us?

I don't know.

But you should never have brought him in
here.

If he just had brains enough to get rid
of that monkey.

I told you, he got away.

Oh, idiot.

You sure nobody saw you lug him in?
There was some kids around, but I chased

him. First said he'd be late, huh?

He said about ten.

He has to wait for some guy.

Well, maybe the cops will be gone by
then.

You stay here and watch him.

But keep clear of the window.

Murphy, you and Jones take the building
on the corner.

Rosen and Fry, take the one to the
north. Healy, you come with me.

I wonder where Jim is.

Probably at a phone trying to reach us.
I hope so. I told him to wait right here

for me.

Okay, Mr. Kent, we're all set.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Okay, Pepe, here's where you go to work.

Kent, what the deuce are you up to?
Watch.

It's working.

Keep an eye on him. I'll be back.

Hey, boss!

Look!

It's a plant.

He's showing the cops where we are.
Finish him. I'll take care of the

reporter.

You didn't get here a minute too soon.

Are you all right?

Weak but willing.

The guy with the mustache has the
Moleskine formula.

There it is.

Golly. Now Perry White and Inspector
Henderson are down the street. You give

this to them.

and you'd better make a beeline for your
office if you want to get a scoop on

that story. Oh, gee, thanks. Just a
minute.

Miss Lane and Miss Valeska are both all
right. Oh, swell.

Hey, what happened to Peppy?