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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.
Excuse.
You are going to the auction, no?
Why, yes.
You look like one to be trusted.
I don't understand.
I have journeyed all the way from Peru to attend this auction.
Really?
There's a certain piece of tapestry that I must have.
But it would be unwise for me to be seen bidding.
You will recognize it by its framework of star.
Here's a thousand dollars.
Beat as much of it as you may need.
But... Please.
I will be waiting here.
Let move, Lavera.
Walk straight ahead and turn into the alley.
You are looking for Professor Lavera, senorita?
Well, I don't know his name, but... He is an amigo.
My friend, as you would say.
Ah, you have the tapestry.
I will take it. I'm sorry, you're not the gentleman who gave me the money.
But I am his friend, I have told you.
Well, where did he go? He said he'd wait out here.
He could not wait. I will take it. I'm sorry, I can't give it to you.
But you say you're his friend?
Si, senorita.
Then tell him he can reach me at the Daily Planet. My name is Lois Lane.
As you wish, senorita.
But if you would give me the tapestry now, it might save you much trouble.
No trouble, really.
And imagine he gave me $1,000 to buy that and then disappeared.
I wouldn't give you 10 cents for it. Look, it's even got a hole in it. That's
a cut-out star.
It's still a hole.
It's strange you haven't heard from him.
I don't like the smell of it. I have a feeling there's something rotten in
Denmark. You mean there's something rotten in Peru.
You get it?
Peru. Very funny.
If he comes in, I'll be in my office.
Well, so long, Mr. Kent.
So long, kid.
Clark Kent speaking.
Oh, yes, Chief.
Yes, sir. Right away.
Hello?
Lois, I'm at the morgue. Can you get down here right away?
The morgue?
What for, Clark?
Professor Lavera was found in an alley behind that auction place.
Murdered. Well, you better ring the tapestry with you, too. It might give
the police a lead.
I'll be right over.
I have come for the tapestry, Miss Lane, and I am pressed for time.
My plane for Lima leaves very shortly.
Superman.
Oh, my head.
What happened, Miss Lane?
Well, I was just leaving the office and... Oh.
Take it easy.
Well, he came in with a gun. Who?
The man who wanted me to give him the tapestry. Not Lavera, the other one.
Oh, but you don't know about that.
Yes, I do. Kent briefed me. But what happened? I tried to scream and he
clamped his hand over my mouth. Then I guess he hit me on the head with a gun.
Did Clark learn anything at the morgue?
Only that Lavera was a professor at the University of Lima, Peru.
There's a story behind this tapestry, and I'm going to get it. Why not let
Kent handle this? Oh, no. Now that Professor Lavera's dead, it's my
tapestry and my story.
Please, Chief. Nothing doing.
But, Chief, if you'll just let me go to Peru, I can crack this whole thing wide
open. Now, see here, young lady. I said no.
And I happen to be boss around here.
Why, of course you are, Chief. That's just why I told Pan Am you'd okay my
reservation. What?
You've already made your reservation?
Well, I guess it's worth sending you to Peru just to get you out of my hair.
Take Olsen with you for protection.
But I don't need any protection.
You heard me.
Well, okay.
Are you packed? Not yet.
Well, what are you standing around here for? Want to miss the plane?
We're finally settled. But it certainly took that room clerk long enough to
understand your brand of Spanish.
Well, that's a crummy hotel, so they speak crummy Spanish.
Maybe that taxi driver will be more on the beam.
Pardon me, Mr. Senor.
Hey, how's he sound?
That's more like it. See, he understands.
You're doing fine.
Habla espanol?
Si.
Ask him if he spoke Spanish.
Oh, you're marvelous, Jim.
Could you comunicado me and the senorita to el capitan of la police?
Oh, la policia? Si.
Enter, senorita.
I find your story most interesting, Senorita.
But this man who killed Professor Levera, he will be extremely hard to
locate. Like you say, a needle in a haystack?
If he's here in Lima, he arrived within the last 24 hours.
So maybe if you check the list of plane passengers... An excellent idea,
Senorita, but that will take quite some time. So suppose you come back later.
Meanwhile, I suggest that you contact Dr. Quest, the head of the university.
I will phone him to expect you.
Thank you so much, Captain.
Senorita Lane.
Dr. Cuesta told me to be looking for you and to show you in. I am Don Anselmo. I
was Professor Lavera's assistant.
How do you do?
Welcome to Lima, Senorita Lane.
Thank you, Dr. Cuesta.
And this is Mr. Olson.
A pleasure indeed, Senor.
Gracias.
I was deeply shocked when I heard about Professor Lavera.
Your fellow countryman has told me all about it.
Clark, what are you doing here?
The chief decided it might take both of us to crack this story.
Oh, he did, did he? But how did you get her so fast?
Jim, when I'm in a hurry to get someplace...
I really fly.
Senorita, Professor Levera's death will be mourned by all Peru. He was a man
with a big heart. That is why he was so anxious to acquire the Tinka tapestry.
But I don't understand.
The tapestry could have furnished a key to some very Tinka treasures worth many
million pesos.
Levera's idea was to find his wealth, then turn it over to the government for
the poor and needy. And I was to help him. We spent many happy evenings
planning the project.
You will now see what I meant when I said the tapestry would lead us to the
treasure.
This piece of Inca handiwork is a replica of ancient Lima and the country
surrounding it. It looks like a companion to the one I bought.
You are right, senorita.
It has the same framework of stars.
But there's no hole.
Senor, the hole was the answer we were looking for.
Placed over this tapestry, that small cut-out star would have shown us the
exact location of the hidden Inca treasure.
Now, you know the secret of the tapestry, but I have not been of much
practical help.
Oh, but you have.
A lot of things are much clearer than they were.
Thank you, Doctor.
Well, I wish things were a little clearer to me.
But we all can't be so bright, can we, Jim?
Me, I'm on a merry-go-round.
Well, I do hope we can find some clues, or we've come a long way for nothing.
Senorita. Yes, Senor Anselmo.
My car and I are at your disposal as long as you are in Lima.
Well, thank you so much.
Jim and I can make real use of it.
Be seeing you around, Clark.
but don't take any wooden pesos.
These photographs are from our confidential files.
They are the only four airplane passengers with whom our department is
at all familiar.
That's the man.
I get the creeps just looking at him.
He's sure got a mean puss.
This is your lucky day, senorita.
Pedro Mendoza is a dangerous fox, señorita.
He has always managed to escape the law, and he will stop at nothing.
However, I will convey this information to our chief of detectives, and we will
comb every inch of Peru for him.
You will excuse me? Si?
Do you think we ought to tell Mr. Kent?
When things are already so clear to him? Why, a little clue like this would mean
nothing to our Mr. Kent.
Uh, senorita, tomorrow, perhaps, while the police are looking for Mendoza, you
might enjoy a little drive up into the country, no?
Oh, golly, that'd be keen.
Well, I'd love to, really, but, uh, well, suppose I let you know in the
morning.
Mendoza?
This is Anselmo.
Senorita!
It is a delightful day, Senorita, and I am pleased you have decided to spend it
with me.
We might as well. The police haven't found any traces of that Mendoza guy.
Oh, look who's here.
Morning, Lois.
Senor. Hi, Jim. Hi, Miss Kent.
How's it coming, Clark?
Well, slow but sure.
I spent all yesterday afternoon in the library, reading up on the Incas. Tell
me about it sometime.
I've been thinking about that little cut-out star.
Who has it? That little old hole could tell us a lot.
The way I remember that tapestry, the star was in the upper corner somewhere.
That would be northeast of here. So I looked at a map. And my guess is the
treasure is located somewhere near a little town called Madera. It's in the
foothills. And all we have to do is dig through each little hill one by one.
Madera is a beautiful country. Perhaps you would like to see it.
Anywhere you say, senor.
And thanks for the geography lesson, Clark. It was very interesting.
The water's on the door, senor.
Do I like him the ride, senorita?
All I know is I'm hot.
Do you not enjoy the beautiful scenery?
Scenery? All I've seen for hours is barren country and dust.
Have a drink, Miss Lane?
No, thanks, Jimmy.
You will like Madeira better. Soon we will be there.
Get out.
Is this Madera?
No, it is not Madera. But it is the last stop for you and your young friend.
Huh? What kind of a joke is this?
It is no joke, senorita.
You are too inquisitive. You know too much. And in this desolate country,
people become silent forever.
Get out. I won't budge from this car.
Leave her alone.
That dirty rat, did he hurt you, Miss Lane?
No, I'm all right. How about you, Jim? I think I'll live.
Well, what do we do now?
Dolly, I don't know. I guess we walk home.
I sure hate to let him get away with it.
Obviously, he's working with Mendoza. Sure, but what are we going to do? We'll
die out here without food and water.
Jim.
Yes, Miss Lane?
Are you game to follow him with me?
Didn't I promise the chief I'd never let you out of my sight?
We'll just follow the road and keep our eye on the tire tracks. Come on.
Look, Miss Lane.
Here's where he must have turned off the road.
If I ever get back to Metropolis, the Daily Planet owes me a new pair of
shoes. I'll settle just to get back.
Look, Jim.
His car.
He must have gone in here.
Golly, it's darker in there than in the Tunnel of Love.
Well, we can't stop now.
Don't stop.
What's that? It sounds like digging to me. Your hearing is excellent, senor.
Anselmo!
So, you could not bear to be without my company, eh?
Because you Americanos have shown such an interest in our interrelics, we have
unearthed a few.
These ancient chains, for example.
It was a barbarous custom indeed to chain people for death.
You take your hands off me!
That wall now separated from the Inca treasure.
Soon it will be ours.
Partly thanks to you, senorita.
But it was from you I got the tapestry.
There is no use to dig further, Mendoza. The wall is too hard.
We had better use the dynamite. Si, by all means, now.
We will be back as soon as the dynamite has done its work for us.
I regret to have to leave you in such danger.
I never should have gotten you into this mess, Jimmy.
It's not your fault, Miss Lane.
Anyway, I followed the chief's orders and stuck with you right to the end.
Sounds like...
The
explosion trapped those two. I'll get them later.
You two certainly got yourselves in a fine mess. If Clark Kent hadn't told me
you were both headed for Madeira, I'd hate to think what might have happened
to you. Let's not even talk about it.
Jeepers, did you see all of those hidden jewels?
Yes, Jim.
And Professor Lavera's dream has come true.
Thanks to you.
Better find a taxi, Jim. We haven't got much time to catch that plane.
Oh, good heavens. I forgot to leave the money for Dr. Cuesta.
The $960.
You can send it to him. I'll go get the taxi.
I'm sorry there are only two reservations left, Clark, but I'll tell
the chief to expect you.
Don't worry, Lois. There's more than one way of getting back. Sure, if you had
wings, you could fly.
Come to think of it, that's not a bad idea.
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