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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.

See, I told you there was a cabin here.

The road's down that way about a half mile. That's where we parked the car.

This fellow sells live bait.

Huh.

Guess he's closed up.

It's 4.30.

Do you realize we've been fishing since 8.30 this morning, and what have we got?

Not a thing.

I should have known better than to bring you along.

Don't blame me. I did everything you told me. And a lot of things I didn't

tell you. A fishing rod's not a baseball bat. You've got to handle it gently. And

you can't go tramping through a trout stream like a bull in a china shop.

You've got to be quiet.

How can I be quiet with mosquitoes eating me up alive?

Mosquitoes. When I was your age, a few mosquitoes didn't bother me.

Let's see now.

We're parked on Route 34.

About six miles from Glenbrook.

Are we going home?

No, we're not going home. I came here to catch fish, and I'm going to catch fish

if it's the last thing I do.

Besides, it'll be dark in an hour, and I don't like to drive at night.

Now, there's a place called Beaver Falls near here.

Hotel there, Hotel Bayou. We can stay there overnight.

They have a good bass pond on the property.

You mean we're not going to do any more fishing today?

Too late.

Oh, that's good.

Oh, my God, my skin. Mosquitoes?

Mosquitoes. Mosquitoes. Is that all you can talk about? I'd quit talking about

them if they quit fighting me. Look. Don't bother me.

Nothing. Nothing.

Why did I print the names of these places so small?

Could have a magnifying glass to see them.

Here.

You find it.

Put these away.

Mosquito. Pay attention to what you're doing.

Don't show it to me. Where is it?

Well, it's on Route 19, about three miles below

Shelby. Does 34 go into 19?

Yes, at Parsons Corner.

See what I mean?

Come on, pick up your stuff and let's get going.

You raise the devil with me when I complain about the mosquitoes. When they

start biting you, it's a different thing.

Boy. You call this fun?

It'll be a sad day when I go fishing again.

Nothing but mosquitoes and wading through brush and wading through your

knees.

Back to your room, Elsa.

You better get to.

Golly, we can't stay here, Mr. White.

This used to be a fine hotel.

Year one, maybe.

Good evening.

Is the manager around?

I'm him.

Macy Taylor. Oh, I'm Perry White. This is Jim Molson.

I seem to remember you. I was here about seven years ago.

I think you were a desk clerk then.

Own the place now.

George Taylor got drowned a few years back.

He was my uncle.

Drowned, eh? Oh, that's too bad.

Yep, fell in the river.

Never did find his body.

You're looking to put up for the night. You'll find it comfortable to the Shelby

arms about five miles up the highway We thought we'd stay here you wouldn't be

comfortable I Got no help no electricity as a matter of fact. I was just getting

ready to close up the place Oh, we're not fussy.

I want to fish the stream on your property tomorrow get some of those big

bass Oh that streams all fished out fished out. We thought good fishing

upstream though the Shelby arms Let's go up there. Mr. White. No I'm too tired to

drive anymore tonight.

We'll stay here.

You wouldn't be comfortable, I tell you.

Can't serve you no food, neither.

We had a big dinner in town.

Yeah, but what about breakfast?

We'll get some fish for breakfast.

Where's the register?

You sign the register, Jim. I want to get something from the car.

There's something I ought to tell you, Fern.

We ain't had no guests in this hotel since Uncle George got drowned.

That's on account of his ghost is haunting this place.

Mobile radio operator, come in, please.

This is Perry White.

Call number MX39162.

Get me Clark Kent or Lois Lane at the Metropolis Daily Planet.

Metropolis 60500.

One moment, please.

You say you saw your uncle's ghost?

Seen it a couple of times.

It ain't pretty.

I, uh... I think I'd better wait for Mr.

White before I register.

Kent speaking.

Well, hello, Chief. I was just leaving the office when you... Kent, listen to

me. Jim and I are at the Bayou Hotel in South Lordsville.

There's something screwy going on here.

What is it, Chief? You need some help?

No, no. Now, listen. I want you to check the morgue files and see what you can

dig up on a man named George Taylor.

They say he drowned several years ago, but I seem to recall he disappeared.

See what you can find out about him.

George Taylor, you say?

Yes. Now, there's no phone in the hotel here. I'm calling you from my car.

It's 8 o'clock now. Call me back in an hour.

I'll be in the car waiting.

What's your call number, Chief?

MX39162.

MX39162. Right.

Sorry I took so long.

All set?

Let's go to the show, Bjorns. No, we're staying here.

But, Chief, it's... You heard me.

Why do you want to stay in this crummy dump, Chief?

That's the trouble with you.

What?

You haven't got a nose for news.

You don't smell stories.

You mean you think there's a story in this old flea bag?

Macy Taylor lied to us. You heard him say that stream was fished out. And we

both saw big bass jumping when we crossed that little bridge.

And that nonsense about a ghost he told you, that was to scare you.

Scare you away.

Why? I don't know why, but I'm going to find out.

I seem to remember that uncle of his, well, was a bit eccentric. Didn't trust

banks. Used to keep all his money hidden somewhere.

What is it, Jim? What's the matter?

Look.

What?

A face.

Like a ghost.

The face in the picture downstairs.

What?

His uncle.

There's nothing out there. I tell you, I saw a face. You're tired.

That lunatic's upset you. Go to bed.

Is it all right if I leave the connecting doors open?

Sure.

What are you doing up here?

Golly, you scared me.

Why are you prowling around?

I heard a woman laughing.

You're crazy.

No, I tell you, I did. I heard her twice.

Now stop this nonsense and get back to bed. I'm waking you up at six in the

morning. Now go on.

Okay.

Good night.

Good night.

Jim! Jim, what's the matter?

Mr. White. What is it, son? What happened? Did you see it? See what?

It went into your room. What did?

The ghost.

Now, son, you know there are no ghosts.

They don't exist.

Yes, sure.

I mean, I never thought there were.

Well, there aren't. You've been dreaming.

I wasn't.

Honest, I wasn't.

I saw him. He was right there.

He went through the connecting doors into your room.

There's nobody out there.

That's where he went.

He didn't come into my room.

These walls are solid.

Great Caesar's ghost.

Golly! Here, hold this.

What is it?

Look.

Cheaper. It's cheap.

You can't go down there. Who can? I'm going to find out what's going on here.

Golly.

There's nobody down here.

Not now.

But this is where your ghost vanished.

There must be another exit from this cellar.

Let's go back upstairs, Chief.

What is it?

Let's get out of here, Chief. Wait a minute.

I'll wager this is God.

What's she screaming for? I don't know.

We'd better see. Take care of them later.

What are you screaming about?

I heard you down there.

My ears are still good.

You're fixing to kill that old man's boy.

What's your business, you meddling fool?

I don't want no more on the conscience.

I've got enough now with what he did.

Oh, leave her be. She can't get out of that chair.

Those two saw the skeleton. We've got to get rid of them.

Murderous! That's what you are!

Murderers! You old witch!

Get rid of their car.

Send it over the cliff back to the old quarry.

What are you going to do?

Get a gun and take care of them.

Murderers! That's what you are! You murderers!

Murderers!

Murderers!

Murderers!

Mr.

White! Mr. White!

Someone's screaming upstairs.

Huh? We gotta get out of here. We just gotta.

What happened?

They tried to kill us, that's what.

Come on, please, Chief.

Where did I put those cartridges?

But, operator, he's got to answer. He's waiting for this call.

I'm sorry, sir, but I don't seem to be able to raise MX39162.

Well, keep trying, will you, please?

I'm sorry, sir, but MX39162 still doesn't answer.

All right.

Thank you.

Hurry up, Chief. Those crazy guys might come back.

What's the matter? I forgot my hat.

Get back in your room. Get back, I said.

Shut that door.

Macy's fixing to kill you.

What goes on here? Who are you?

Macy and the colonel are after the money.

They won't never find it, though.

Only one knows where it is.

What money is this?

The money Macy's Uncle George hid.

There's enough to make us all rich.

You help me.

You can keep half.

She's crazy, Chief. Let's get out of here. Wait, wait.

What happened to Macy's uncle, do you know? Macy killed him trying to make him

tell where he hid the money.

He chained him to the wall down in the cellar and let him die.

That's his skeleton you saw.

I thought so.

Macy scared all the guests away after his uncle died.

Made out like old George Taylor's ghost was haunting the hotel.

But it was only him picked up.

But he couldn't never scare me in the colonel. How do we know what he'd done?

That's why he was trying to kill me in the colonel.

The colonel was trying to kill him.

It's only when someone comes, like you folks, they make out like they don't

hate one another.

Please, Chief, let's go.

Wait, where is this money?

You won't steal it and leave me here.

Of course not.

Come on.

The money's down there.

We were down there and we didn't see any money.

It's under the big rock.

You can move it for the crowbar.

The crowbar's under the ramp.

Go ahead.

Why didn't you get the money before?

I'd never get up once I got down there, not in this wheelchair.

Come on.

We're partners now.

Remember, you promised.

Is this the Bayou Hotel?

Yes.

Oh, you looking for a man and a boy?

I certainly am.

They're not here.

They're at the cottage.

Where's the cottage?

I'll show you.

Oh, she's crazy, Chief. You're just wasting your...

I heard a scream. I didn't hear nothing.

Just how far is this cottage?

You might as well know now.

There is no cottage. The man and the boy is dead.

You're lying.

And you're going to be dead, too.

Where are they?

Tell me.

At the hotel. But they're dead.

I'll break every bone in your body.

Behind the rock.

Where?

Come on, Jim. The sheriff is giving us a ride to the railroad station.

How about letting me fly you back to Metropolis?

Golly, could you?

Oh, no. Not me.

No, you either, Jim. We've had enough excitement for one night.

Could I take a rain check on that flight sometime, Superman?

Sure thing, Jim.

Anytime at all.

Golly.