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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.

A second, Chief?

Sure, Lois. Come in.

Just got this letter. I thought maybe you'd like to hear it. It's addressed to

Superman, care of the Daily Planet.

Dear Superman, tomorrow is my birthday.

I will be seven years old.

I would like to go to the county fair and ride on the merry-go-round on the

roller coaster.

But I can't because I'm crippled.

You do so many good things for people. I thought maybe you would come and take me

to the fair.

Your friend, Kathy Williams.

22 Hill Street, Metropolis.

It's kind of sad, isn't it?

We'll take her to the fair.

Hop out there and make arrangements with her family.

Oh, it wouldn't be the same, Chief. Think what it would mean to this

youngster for Superman to come out and take her.

Well, we'll do the next best thing.

Give her a real party.

Good human interest story. Go ahead.

Okay, Chief.

They're after me. I gotta talk fast.

The meeting's set for 10 o'clock Saturday night at the Lambert Engraving

Company.

You got it?

Hello?

Hello?

Must have been the wrong number.

You sure took a long time. You learn anything?

The clerk at the tobacco store says Cusack was talking on the phone when he

was shot.

I don't get it. I thought Cusack was supposed to call here.

He was, but he called the wrong number.

How do you know?

The clerk found this on the floor.

It's Cusack's writing.

Ain't this our number?

Ours is 3471, you idiot.

That's the mistake Cusack made. Now he is dead, and we will never find out who

he gave the message to.

Oh, we'll find out.

I know a way to trace this number through the telephone company.

Thank you very much.

The name is Williams, 22 Hill Street, apartment 3.

Williams? I'll bet you it was a little girl. Slugger, keep quiet.

What for? It says in the paper... Hey, Slugger!

We've got to find out who took the message, that's all. I'd still say it

was a little girl in the paper.

All right, all right. What little girl? What paper?

In the planet. I was just reading about her. She's crippled, see? She's got to

stay at home alone all day on account of her mom's got to go to work. It's the

same name and the same address.

What are you talking about?

Here, read it.

Kathy Williams, 22 Hill Street.

He is right.

She's written Superman asking him to come and take her to the county fair.

Marie, that's how we get to her.

Huh? She's expecting Superman.

Well, Superman is going to show up.

Or let's say someone dressed as Superman.

Yes. Say, that's a great idea.

But who are we going to get to?

Say,

what are you looking at me for?

I give you one guess.

Good morning, Lois. Oh, hello, Clark. You're back.

How was it?

Pretty grim.

I don't like covering train wrecks.

What's new around here?

Oh, let's see.

Herman Cusack, small-time hoodlum believed to be mixed up with Big Jim

Hanlon's gang, was shot and killed in a cigar store phone booth.

I picked up a copy of The Planet in Chicago.

He did a stretch for counterfeiting, didn't he? Five years.

Anything else new around here?

No, that's about it.

Oh, Kathy Williams.

Oh, yes, the little girl that wants Superman to take her to the fair.

Uh-huh, you read my story.

Sure, I did. The question is, did Superman?

Well, I don't know.

Clark, that poor little kid, sitting out there waiting and hoping.

And I promise that... Lois, listen.

Superman's never let you down yet, has he?

No, but... Well, I don't think he's going to now.

You're Superman.

Yes. Where's Kathy?

That's what I'd like to know. I came to take her to the fair. You came to

take... Yes, you are Kathy's mother, aren't you?

What's wrong?

Oh, you know what's wrong. I just came in. I took time off from work to fix a

birthday party and I found this.

Dear Mommy, if I'm not back by the time you get home, don't worry.

Superman took me to the fair.

I don't understand.

This is Catherine's driver. Of course, and you made her ride it. You... I made

her ride it. Don't pretend. You've taken her someplace. You've taken her.

You're mistaken.

But you won't get away with it. If any arms come to Cathy, I'll... I'm going to

get the police.

Superman, why'd you carry me up the fire? escape, I thought you'd have died.

And why are we still here? You promised to take me to the fair.

Don't ask so many questions, little girl.

I don't think you're Superman at all.

You don't talk like Superman.

You don't act like Superman.

You don't even look like Superman.

Yeah? Is that so?

You made it look like good work.

Kathy, I am your Aunt Mary, and this is your Uncle Marcel.

I don't have any answer, Uncle.

Well, you do now, little girl. You must be wondering why we played this little

joke on you.

It is a surprise.

We have some gifts for you. And a birthday party.

Cake and ice cream. The message. Get to the message.

Oh, yes.

Kathy, dear, yesterday a man called you up on the telephone and left a message.

It was all a mistake.

He dialed the wrong number and the message was really meant for us.

Can you remember what the man said?

Oh, sure. He said, look, they're after me. Gotta talk fast.

Good, good.

And then?

Then he said, the meeting's set for 10 o'clock Saturday night.

Saturday. That is tomorrow.

Go on, dear.

Go on?

The rest of the message.

Where did he say the meeting was going to take place?

Oh, that?

I forget.

You forget?

Uh-huh.

What's the use of knowing the time of the meeting if we don't know where it's

to be held?

Vivis tu me, Marcel.

I will handle it.

Do you think you might remember after a while?

I don't know.

I want to go home.

Well, this is what we will do, Cathy.

Stay here, have the birthday party, and after you have finished all that lovely

cake and ice cream... And remembered the rest of the message.

And remembered the rest of the message, we will have Slugger take you home.

My mommy doesn't know where I am at. She'll be worried. We will call her up

and explain.

Slugger. You take care of that.

Tell her Cassie is safe and not to worry.

Marcel, get the ice cream.

I will get the cake.

I forget the number.

What number?

The little ghost of mine. You told me to call it. You fool.

Fool.

That ain't nice.

Listen to this from the Daily Blade.

It is now over 24 hours since little Kathy Williams was forcibly taken from

her home by Superman.

What is being done to find her? Why is a certain rival newspaper offering a

reward for any evidence that will clear Superman?

The Daily Blade has always stood for decency and fair play, but when it comes

to shielding criminals... Well, that's all. I can't read anymore.

Don't take it to heart, Lois.

We know that Superman had nothing to do with Kathy's disappearance.

Of course, it was an imposter dressed as Superman, but when I read this...

Rubbish. I get so mad I could... Come in.

May I help you?

My name's Perkins. I've come about the reward. They told me outside that... Oh,

yes, Mr. Perkins. Won't you sit down, please?

Hang on.

I'm the clerk at the tobacco store where that fellow was shot the other day,

Cusack. Well, I was sweeping the floor and I found a piece of paper with a

phone number on it.

Well, I figured that that was the number that Cusack was calling when he was

shot.

Well, excuse me, Mr. Perkins, but exactly what has this got to do with

Superman? Well, I'm coming to that.

You see this piece of paper with the phone number on it? Yes, may I see it?

Well, I don't exactly have it right now.

You see, a man and a woman came in the store, and I was showing it to them, and

I guess they took it when I wasn't looking.

Go on.

I remember the number, though. It was Avendale 3741.

Well, I got kind of curious, so I called this number.

And a woman answered.

I found out it was where this little girl lives, this Kathy Williams that

Superman's supposed to have taken.

Have you been to the police about this?

No. No, I didn't think nothing about it until I read about Superman and the

reward. Can you describe this man and woman?

Well, the man was kind of ordinary looking with a little mustache.

And the woman, she was kind of plain.

They both talked with an accent.

French, I think.

You know, now that I come to think of it, she called him Marcel.

Marcel.

It's a French name, all right, I wonder.

Excuse me.

Get me the FBI, please.

Craig Roberts.

What is it, Clark?

Just a hunch.

Well, the reward, when do I... Oh, yes, Mr. Pershing, of course.

Would you mind sticking around till after I've checked with the FBI?

No. No, I guess not.

Clark, I'm going over to Mrs. Williams.

I'm sure Mr. Perkins' story will convince her that Superman had nothing

to do with Kathy's abduction.

I'll be here if you need me. Right.

Kathy, dear, please.

Please try to remember the rest of the message.

I can't. If you will only try real hard.

I've been trying all day.

And all day yesterday.

I don't like it here. I want to go home.

But why?

Haven't we been nice to you?

Look at all these toys.

If there is anything you want, anything at all.

I want to go home.

I got a football.

Boxing gloves.

And a baseball outfit. She's a girl. He just... Yeah, I know.

Also, I got a doll.

It says mama.

I don't like it.

What do you mean you don't like it? I picked it out special for you. It's no

good. Any old doll can say mama.

My doll can sing.

I want my own doll. I want to go home.

Marcel, you think you've got her own doll for her?

You mean go to her house?

That's too dangerous.

Of course it is dangerous, but what else can we do?

She's got to remember the meeting place.

If we are to be there tonight and stop Larue from delivering the plates.

The doll might work at that.

Slugger, look after Cathy. We'll be back in a little while.

Oh. How are you?

What do you want?

Well, I'm a reporter from the Daily Planet. I had an appointment with Mrs.

Williams.

Go on.

Well, I just wanted to tell her that we're doing all we can to find Kathy,

that is.

Kathy's her little girl.

She's missing.

Been missing for a day or so.

Well, I guess I came a little early.

You're sure about this? There's no question?

Nope, that's them, all right.

Now do I get the reward?

Yes, Mr. Perkins, now you get the reward.

Marcel and Marie Duval, eh?

Where'd you get these?

The FBI.

Craig Roberts sent them over. They're French counterfeiters. They hired a man

named Leroux to steal a couple of thousand-franc plates from the Bank of

France. Did he? He sure did, but he double-crossed those two.

He brought the plates to America.

And the FBI figures he plans to sell the place to Big Jim Hanlon.

Wait a minute.

This little punk Cusack who was shot in the phone booth, didn't I hear someone

say that one of Hanlon's boys rubbed him out?

Right.

Cusack was working for them, the DeVals.

He probably found out where LaRue was to deliver the plates to Hanlon.

He tried to call the DeVals, but he got the wrong number.

Kathy Williams' number.

Second letter, he was dead.

Mm-hmm.

It's all beginning to fit.

These characters here... Thought Cusack had given the message to Kathy, so they

grabbed her.

Right. Someone in a fake Superman outfit.

They might be torturing the poor kid, trying to beat it out of her.

Ken, she's crippled. We've got to... Clark, Chief, I... Great Caesar's ghost!

I just saw them, the man and the woman.

You mean these two, the Devals?

Yes. They were snooping around Kathy's apartment. They got a cab I followed,

but I got caught at a traffic light and they got away.

A cab what kind?

A United.

Excuse me, Chief.

Miss Backrack, will you get me the United Cab Company?

Thank you.

How long ago was this, Lois? About ten minutes ago.

Ten minutes ago.

Where'd you pick up that cab? Right out in front of the apartment building.

There's a stand right there.

Hello. This is Clark Kent, Daily Planet.

Yes. One of your drivers picked up a couple of fares on Hill Street.

Yes. I'd like to contact him.

I see.

Will you have him call me the minute he does? It's important.

That's right. Kent.

K-E-N-T.

Thanks.

The driver hasn't reported in yet.

Well, we might as well make ourselves comfortable. All we can do is wait.

And so the pin soldier stood straight and stiff from that time on.

You like that story, little girl?

Yes. And you know something?

What? I like you.

I like you too, little girl.

Mr. Slugger, you're not really a bad man. Why don't you take me home?

Well, now, that wouldn't be right.

I know. You're just afraid of them.

Afraid? Me? I ain't afraid of nobody.

Didn't I tell you about the time I went 20 rounds with terrible Tommy O'Toole?

If that ref hadn't been blind as a bat, I'd have... Then you will take me home,

Mr. Slugger? You're not afraid?

Me afraid?

I ain't afraid of nobody. Climb aboard.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm just going to take the little girl home. Get back into the room.

I've been patient, Marie.

I bet you haven't missed your way with no results.

The toys, the doll, nothing's worked.

It's 9.30. We only have half an hour to get the information out of her.

Now, I'll take over.

You remember all right.

You're just being stubborn.

Well, I know how to handle stubborn children.

That's it.

Lambert. Lambert something.

Lambert and wedding company.

Out in Watsonfield.

We just have time to make it. What about them?

We'll leave them here.

By the time they're far, we'll be out of the country.

The girl.

Don't you think we ought to?

Oh, she's no problem. She can't walk.

Just to make sure.

Yes, he's here.

Clark, the cab driver.

Oh, good.

Clark Kent speaking.

That's right, a man and a woman.

Where did you take them?

The Rosewood Apartments on Bleeker Street?

Thank you.

Call Inspector Henderson, tell him to meet us there. Come on, Lois.

Yeah, that's right, Inspector.

They left about half an hour ago for the, uh, uh... The Lambert and Raving

Companies. Out in Watsonville. The man said 10 o'clock.

It's 10 minutes to 10.

Maybe we can get out there in time.

Maybe not.

Clark, where are you going?

This is a job for Superman.

I mean, I've got to find him.

Are you going to arrest Mr.

Slugger? Have to, Kathy. But I'll do what I can to see that he gets off

lightly. He's really not a bad man.

Hanlon could not make it, Larry.

Marcel. You have a bad memory for appointments, Larry.

You were supposed to deliver those plates to us in Paris two months ago.

Marcel, if you let me explain, I... It's too late for explanations now.

Give Marie the plates.

I don't have them, Marcel.

You lie.

You came here to deliver them to Hanlon.

No, I did not have them.

Suit you down like a dog.

J. Hammond, get him up.

All of you.

What's your hurry, lady?

You're not going anywhere.

Take care of them.

Superman.

What happened?

I just stopped a gun battle.

The plates, Marie. Get rid of them.

Inspector, you can see that these are returned to the Bank of France.

Kathy, I've come in answer to your letter.

Yes, I'm the real one.

It's a real one this time.

As I understand it, You want to go on the roller coaster?

And the merry-go-round and the Ferris wheel.

All right.

Well, we're going on a roller coaster, a merry-go-round, and a Ferris wheel all

our very own.