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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.

Don't go away.

Hey, just like taking candy from a... Baby?

Hey, what the...

You ain't human.

the police.

Thank heavens now everything's going to be all right.

You can't do this to me. I'm Horatio Hinkle of Squeen Run, Ohio.

And furthermore, I'm a graduate of the famous International Correspondence

Institute for Detectives and Crime Deduction. And I might add I graduated

cum laude. And I am the duly accredited rural correspondent for the Metropolis

Daily Planet.

And... Yeah, yeah, I know.

And you're also the owner of the Tin Dummy.

They wrecked a jewelry store and got away with 60 grand worth of diamonds.

Don't go making false accusations.

I'll have you know there are slander laws in this state and... Sure, sure.

There he is.

Mr. Kent.

Mr. Kent.

Is that you?

Yes, Horatio. You can release him in my custody. Mr. Kent, I'll be happy to

release him to anybody's custody.

If I'd Gulliver, I knew I could depend on my colleagues of the fourth estate.

Take him. He's all yours.

Miss Lay.

Hello, Horatio. Jimmy, it was nice of you to come.

Now let's get Hero and get out of here.

Hero? My electronic robot.

Oh, yes. Well, now, Horatio, about that robot.

Yes? Well, there's something far more important.

Oh, stop beating around the bush, Clark.

You see, Horatio, the police are holding you responsible for the theft of $60,000

worth of diamonds from that jewelry store.

Me? Why, I prevented the robbery.

That is to say, Hero did.

He routed the thieves and they fled, leaving their booty behind them.

All except the diamond.

And if we don't recover them, Horatio, you're in serious trouble.

By Gulliver, I'll recover them. Where's Hero? Just get me Hero and... What's the

matter? Well, Horatio, that's another thing. Your robot was stolen from the

police garage.

Good heavens.

Good merciful heavens.

Mr. Kent, do you realize that in the hands of unprincipled persons, that

robot could be dangerous? I certainly do, Horatio, and that's what worries me.

I want you to go to my apartment and wait there to hear from me. But what

about Hero?

I'll be looking for the robot.

And so will I.

But, Horatio, you'll have to do just as Mr. Kent says. You see, you've been

released in his custody.

Very good. I'll do it.

But it goes against the grain to stand idly by.

Definitely against the grain.

Jim, why don't you go with Horatio and keep him from getting lonesome?

Stay with him.

Okay, Mr. Kent. I'll take care... I mean, I'll keep him company.

All right. Come on, Lois.

We haven't got too much time.

I thought you said that thing could do anything a man could do. It did this

morning. Honest, it did, boss.

It walked and it talked and it even made a grab for Rocko and me, didn't it,

Rock? That's right, Chopper. You can see out of them glass eyes.

I send you guys a knock off a jewelry store and what do you come back with?

Gold watches? No.

Platinum bracelets?

No. Diamond rings? No.

A walking sardine can.

Turn that thing off. It's giving me the creeps.

Yeah, this thing's got wonderful possibilities, Chopper. If only we knew

what made it tick. Yeah, the only guy that knows that is sitting in the

cooler. Maybe we could bail him out.

Very bright, Nothead. And maybe sometime we could bail ourselves in.

Yeah. Yeah?

They did, huh?

Nice going, Chuck.

And what did you say that name was?

Spell it.

H-O-R-A-T-I-O-H-I-N

-K-L-E.

Standish Arms.

Apartments. West 30693.

Nice going. I owe you a couple of bills, kid.

A newspaper reporter named Clark Kent bailed this monkey out and chucked Talon

to the Standish Arms apartment.

So what are we waiting for? Who's waiting?

Their eyes are exactly like the lenses of a television camera.

Whatever the robot sees is transmitted to the view plate on the control panel.

Jeepers.

Hello?

Yes? This is Horatio Hinkle speaking.

If you want to get your robot back, mister, and you're willing to pay a

hundred bucks, you'll be on the southwest corner of 8th and Main in 20

minutes. And don't tell no one where you're going and don't bring no one with

you, you understand?

Don't try any funny business and we'll work this robot over with a

sledgehammer.

Mm-hmm.

Good news?

Well, uh, that is, uh, yes and, uh, no.

That is to say, it just occurs to me an ice cream soda would come in very handy

at the moment. I wonder, Jim, would you mind running down to the drugstore and

bringing up a couple?

I can order them, Horatio. They'll send them up. Oh. Oh, that is... Oh, yes. Of

course. Of course they'll send them up.

Come to think of it, I'm not very thirsty.

Oh, that reminds me. I forgot to show you the new improved model of my little

giant smoke bomb.

It's quite harmless.

But I've added a new ingredient which causes a momentary mental blackout as

well as a visual blackout.

I don't care what Kent said.

I'm running a newspaper, not a home for mental defectives. But, Chief, her issue

may be a little exciting. A little? But in some respects, he's a very brilliant

man. Yeah.

Brilliant enough to get away with $60,000 worth of diamonds. That's

ridiculous, Inspector, and you know it.

Is it?

Then who's got the diamonds?

The crooks.

What crooks?

When the prowl car got to the store, your adulpated friend was there alone

with the robot.

And he himself said that he prevented the crooks from stealing a thing.

Now, look.

The important job is to recover that robot.

Horatio's waiting patiently in my apartment and I... I'm sorry, Chief,

but... What do you want? Well, I... I... Horatio got away.

He what?

Well, first he got a phone call from somebody. Then he tried to trick me into

going down to the drugstore. Well, when I wouldn't fall for that, he dropped one

of those little smoke bombs of his and it knocked me out. When I came to, he

was gone.

So he's waiting patiently in your apartment, Mr. Kent.

Have you any idea where he went, Jim? No, sir.

But we're the only ones who knew he was in your apartment.

Apparently, we only thought we were.

Looks like it. Jim, you shouldn't have left the apartment.

He might have come back or even telephoned.

Cleaves, I never thought of that.

Where do you think you're going?

You did enough damage letting that crazy character get away.

Great Caesar's ghost.

Horatio Hinkle accused of being a jewel thief, a dangerous robot, loose and

metropolis.

Well, what are you all standing around here for? Go find Hinkle. Find that

robot.

Well! Oh, Henderson, has that jeweler who was robbed this morning been through

the mug files yet?

No, they're waiting for me. He's down at headquarters now.

You mind if I come along?

What for?

I want to find out if he can identify the two men that held him up.

Okay. Can't see what harm it'll do. Well, thank you.

Lois, do you want to come along?

No, thanks.

I have other plans.

Such as?

Such as going back to your apartment and waiting for a call from Horatio.

All right, but you be careful.

I'm a big girl now, Clark. Don't worry.

Let him loose.

So, you don't want the hundred dollars you mentioned over the phone. This was

just a rose to get me here. You catch on quick, Pop.

Now, we ain't interested in no hundred bucks, but we are interested in a couple

of million.

Don't be ridiculous. I'm not a wealthy man. I haven't got that kind of money.

Maybe not, but the Metropolis Trust Company has.

Undoubtedly, but what's that to do with me? Everything.

You see, when we were fooling around with your robot, a little fire came out

of his nose.

Oh, that's just an acetylene torch for soldering wires.

Well, and if you had a little tank of oxygen, you got an oxoacetylene torch,

right?

On for what purpose?

To burn a nice round hole in the Metropolis Trust Company vault.

Tonight. On account of because they got a cool 10 million in cash there and

you're going to help us get some of it.

I definitely am not.

You want to bet?

All right, boys. Throw them in the storeroom. And put Junior in there with

them to keep them company.

Now look here. You'll regret this.

I have newspapers.

Now, me and Mousy's going downtown to get a couple of tanks of oxygen.

And in case you get any fancy ideas about trying to bust out of here,

Rocco's going to be standing right outside the door with orders to drill

you right between the eyes. You understand?

I think you've made yourself exceedingly clear.

Come on.

XP-127Y4 calling XP-127Y4.

Calling XP-127Y4. Calling XP-127Y4.

Calling XP-127... Hello, boss!

Uh, uh, I mean, uh, XP-127Y4.

You're clear to screen run.

Now listen, Walvin.

Write this down.

Call Clark Kent at Metropolis.

His number is West 30693.

Tell him I'm on the top floor of an old building on the corner of Front Street

and 3rd Avenue.

Call him up.

Who are you talking to?

Him.

Yeah, and I suppose he understands everything you say, huh?

You'd be surprised.

Yeah, maybe I would be at that.

You know, I think I'm gonna take your boyfriend out of here.

Then I know you won't pull no tricks.

Come in, boss.

I can't hear you.

I don't get any signal. Come in, boss.

I wondered what he wanted me to tell Mr.

Kent.

Well... Hello, long

distance.

This is Screen Run 5-6.

And I wanted to make a call over to Metropolis.

Hello? Yes, this is Mr. Kent's apartment.

No, he isn't in right now, but may I take a message?

Horatio Hinkle?

Yes.

Yes.

He's where?

On the top floor of a building on the corner of Front Street and Third Avenue.

Who is this?

Oh, hello, Marvin. This is Lois Lane.

But listen, Marvin, is that all he said?

Well, did he sound worried or as if he were in trouble?

No, he sounded fine to me, Miss Lane.

No, no, he didn't sound worried to me. He sounded just as happy as a pig in a

watermelon patch.

Okay, goodbye.

Clark have gone out on a hot

lead.

See you later, Lois.

I won't play a party to this terrible thing, I tell you.

I'm no thief, nor will I permit my robot to be used as a thief.

You'll either rig that thing so it'll open a vault or Rocco starts swinging on

it with that hammer.

I have nothing more to say.

Maybe it'd help if I worked him over a little bit, boss. Starting at the toes,

maybe, huh?

That's not a bad idea.

Hey, boss.

Somebody at the door.

sister, what do you want?

Horatio. Oh, so you know this little guy, huh?

Well, that is, I... Okay, Rocco.

Miss Lane, why did you... Shut up, you.

Okay, sister, talk fast and talk straight. How did you know he was up

here? Well, I, uh, I followed him. Oh, you did, huh?

And when was that?

Well, when he, uh, when he came up here.

Double talk, huh?

Well, okay, sister, I'm glad to see you. You're just what the doctor ordered.

What do you mean?

I mean that from now on you're going to be reasonable and you're going to do

exactly what you're told.

Would you like to see Rocco here work over your pretty girlfriend's face?

You wouldn't dare.

You want to bet?

No. Wait, I'll do what you ask.

I thought you would.

Now get to work. Horatio, what is it they're trying to get you to do? They

want me... Why, you just... Shut up!

I will not shut up.

Please, Miss Lane, just do as they say. Please.

But Horatio.

Believe me, it's for the best.

Now get to work.

And you sit down there and shut up.

Mr. Kent?

Mr. Kent?

What is it, Jimmy?

Golly, I've been pounding on your door for... You must sleep like a log.

Anyone phone?

No. I phoned Inspector Henderson and I phoned the Planet office.

But there's no word about Miss Lane.

What do you suppose could have happened to her?

I don't know.

And Horatio?

Golly, I wish we could get in touch with Superman.

Superman isn't psychic, Jimmy. He wouldn't know where to locate them

either. Well, what are we going to do?

There's nothing we can do.

Just wait.

That's it. That's it. That's the safe right in front of them.

Now, turn on the torch and burn out the knob.

Look it.

It's cutting like a hot knife through butter.

Yeah, and if the law happens to come in, they got nobody but the robot.

And he can do 20 years standing on his head in a broom closet.

Who invited you, sister?

Okay, Pop.

Now make them open the door.

Hey, Chopper, the den's watching.

So what?

Go ahead, make them open the door.

Will you take a look at that dough?

Okay.

Now make them start putting it in the bag.

Very well.

But I promise you, you won't get away with this. You want to bet?

Now get them back here fast.

Bring him up the alley, quick.

Boys, I need a drink.

Yeah, me too.

Can't you do something?

I'm going to. Just watch.

Hey, Pross, look at what he's doing.

Hey! Hey, what's the idea of letting him pull that firebox?

I couldn't help it. He bumped into it. Well, don't let him bump in anymore.

Oh, wise guy, huh?

Shall I let him have it, boss?

Hold it, knothead. He's got to get that thing back here with the dough.

Jeepers must be a big fire.

Every piece of equipment in town is heading over to the west side.

We'll soon find out.

Hello, fire department?

Clark Kent of the Daily Planet. What goes on?

What?

Are you sure?

Thanks.

There's a false alarm being turned in. They're being turned in by a robot.

You better get over there as fast as you can, Jimmy.

Go on.

I'll see you later.

Let him have it, Rocco!

Wait a minute, Rock.

I watched him work that thing.

Why not make the robot do the job on him and the dame, too, huh? Not a bad idea.

Then there won't be no clues.

Okay, go ahead.

Can you finish the old guy yet? Get back to him after you shut her up.

It's Superman.

Well, do something.

He'll be all right. I'll come back for him in a moment.

Come on, Miss Lane.

Horatio!

What happened? How did I get here?

Lewis! Now, listen to me, young lady. Just where have you been?

Well, I haven't been sleeping my life away.

Hello, Jimmy.

Hi. Oh, so there you are.

Now, once and for all, Hinkle, what did you do with those diamonds?

I know nothing about any diamonds, Inspector Henderson.

There you are, Inspector.

How did you know they were in there?

Just lucky, I guess.

Maybe he's got some more of them stashed in him somewhere.

Well, who thinks that's funny is going to the station with me right now.