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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.
customers in the shop i couldn't get away have a drink no thanks all right
let's get down to business did you check the tunnel all right you don't need to
be frightened oh that jukebox right nobody will ever hear you i went through
the tunnel this morning let's make sure of this
here's a map i drew according to what that
guy told me this is where you live According to this guy, there's a
stairway down from the back room of your place into the tunnel.
Then another stairway up from the tunnel to the second floor of the old man's
house. There's a ladder leading downward from the back room of my place and a
stairway leading up to Lu Sung's apartment.
The tunnel runs under the street, but it's not straight as you have it here.
There are curves in it.
It's clear, though, so we can get through it. Oh, yes.
There's still some candles in the stone niches in the walls in case we need
light.
All right.
Now let's get this caper straight.
We'll call this job tomorrow at 3 o'clock.
Right? Yes.
Don't like these daylight jobs.
Dangerous. But that's the only time. Like I told you, Lusong keeps the
Kwanian jade under lock and key in his apartment. But tomorrow afternoon, he's
invited some newspaper reporters over.
Undoubtedly, he'll show them the jade. That will be the time.
All right.
I'll bring the pineapple over to your place about 2.30.
You sure there'll be no trouble?
Trouble?
Not a chance.
It's a cinch.
Well, I wouldn't want anybody to get hurt.
Hurt? Who's going to get hurt?
The shop will be closed up, won't it? All we want to do is to get them
downstairs so we can duck through the tunnel, get up to the old man's
apartment, grab the jade.
Clean and simple.
Nobody will get hurt.
Nobody but Lou Soon.
Now, don't start worrying about him. You said he was going to give it away
anyway. I know, but giving it to a museum is a lot different than having it
stolen. It ain't going to do nobody any good sitting in a museum.
This way you get a chance to lay your hands on a pot full of dough.
Enough to start you and this niece of his off right.
What about that?
If I didn't feel Laquanian Jade belonged to Lily, I would have no part of this.
Sorry, you got a good reason. Matter of fact, you're not even stealing it if it
belongs to her.
She's your girl, you're gonna marry her.
Right in the family.
It's not as simple as all that.
It's still stealing.
But I said I'd do it, and I will.
You got nothing to worry about.
I'll have a lot to worry about, but that's my business.
Now, look, kid.
Don't start getting the shapes.
I told you, you got nothing to worry about.
We'll get in there so fast and grab that jade that they won't know what's
happened. No cops, no guns, no nothing.
Are we finished?
As long as you got it straight.
Well, you come to my place tomorrow afternoon at 2.30.
That's all I have to know.
All right.
Get a good night's sleep and stop worrying.
This will be like taking candy from a baby.
Yeah. Good night.
Kuan Yin, goddess of peace.
There's nobody around. It's Sunday afternoon.
Go on, set the fuse.
Somebody's coming.
Isn't she lovely, Mr. Kent?
Beautiful, sir.
Tea, Miss Lane?
Please. I wish you'd call me Lois.
Mr. Kent?
No, no, thank you. No tea for me. Uncle?
Please. Must be priceless.
Very nearly.
The jade is of gem quality and weighs almost a thousand carats.
It has been in my family for more than two centuries.
I value it at half a million dollars.
But then I didn't ask you here to impress you with my seeming wealth.
I have for you what I believe is called in the newspaper profession a scoop of
news. A news scoop?
Yes, a news scoop.
It is this.
As a small token of my appreciation for everything this great country, the
United States, has done for me and my people, tomorrow at noon, I leave for
Washington to present the Kuan Yin to the National Art Museum. How wonderful.
This is a scoop.
Lu Sung, I'm proud and happy to know you.
Light it.
We'll have a photographer come down the first thing in the morning and get some
pictures.
Something exploded down your shop.
I'm so frightened.
There's nothing to be frightened about now, Lily. Fortunately, none of us were
hurt.
Pieces of a homemade bomb.
How did it happen?
A bomb.
Oh.
Clark, shouldn't we notify the police?
Yes. Call Henderson.
The telephone is over here.
Police headquarters, please.
There it is.
Grab it.
We've got to take her with us.
No. She saw us.
Hold that thing open.
Now, wait a minute, Miss Lane. Let me get that straight.
The name is Lu Sung.
L-U, capital S-U-N-G.
Owns an art and curios shop at 55.
That's... 5-5 Cherry Street.
Someone tossed a bomb through the window of his shop.
When did this happen?
Oh, ten minutes ago, huh?
Well, that's 3-0-5.
Any witnesses?
No, eh? Anyone hurt?
Oh, I see.
Hold on a minute, Lane.
Yes? Car 407 reporting explosion in Chinese art shop, Inspector.
Hold it, Donovan.
Hang on, Miss Lane. We're getting a patrol car report on it right now.
I'll be right back with you.
Go ahead, Donovan.
Come on, come on, get up.
Lily, she's fainted. You didn't have to do this. Don't be a fool. She saw us.
Okay, Donovan, send out a 33 emergency and tell Hill to have two men from the
bomb squad ready to leave with me immediately.
All right, Miss Lane, I'm coming down there with two men from the bomb squad.
Thank you, Inspector Henderson.
He'll be down in a few minutes with two men from the bomb squad.
Don't worry.
Inspector Henderson's on his way down.
Oh, good.
How can you find anything in this rubble? Found this much.
Couldn't have been a very big bomb.
Big enough.
Lusong, what is this? What happened? A bomb was thrown through the window.
That must have been what woke me up. I was taking a nap.
I live across the street.
This is the manager of my shop, Harry Wong.
Miss Lane, Miss DeKent of the Metropolis Daily Planet.
How do you do?
This is a terrible thing.
Who could have done it?
Whoever did it should be drawn and quartered.
I think I'll run up and see how Lily is.
I will go with you.
Mr. Wong, I don't suppose you have any idea who might have done this?
If I searched my mind for a century, it would do no good.
Lu Song has no enemies.
He's the most beloved man in all of Chinatown.
Ask any of them.
So many beautiful things, broken, shattered.
Can you estimate the loss, Mr. Wong?
That would be difficult.
Fortunately, the one piece of great value, the Kuan Yin Jade, Lu Song has
always kept under lock and key in his apartment.
However, there is... Clark, come up here quickly.
She isn't anywhere in the apartment. Who isn't? Lily, Liu Sung's niece. When I
went downstairs, I left her on the couch. When Liu Sung and I got back up
here, she was gone. And so was the Kuan Yin Jade.
What happened, Mr. Kent?
The Kuan Yin Jade is missing.
And so is Mr. Sung's niece.
Excuse me. I'd better go down.
Look, Inspector, you've got to be reasonable about this. What do you mean,
reasonable? If Wong's a suspect, let's question him. What are we playing, cops
and robbers? You don't seem to understand there's more to this than
just a simple robbery.
You're telling me. Look at that mess. I don't mean about the bomb.
Lu Sung's niece may be involved.
So what?
Good grief.
When the department doesn't solve a crime in eight minutes, the newspaper,
yours included, cut me into ribbons, and now you... Here he comes.
Mr. Wong.
I'd like to have you meet Inspector Henderson.
How do you do? Mr. Wong is the manager of this shop.
Lusong obviously is in good hands.
I'm going to get the clerks to help me clean up and save what can be saved.
Well, uh, can't you use the phone?
Well, they have no telephones.
I don't know. I think that's all right, Inspector.
Mr. Wong will be glad to answer all your questions when he returns, won't you,
Mr. Wong? Most certainly, sir.
Okay. Thank you.
Did you notice the bamboo dust on his shirt?
I wouldn't know bamboo dust and goober feathers.
Well, here's some.
And there's plenty more in that box upstairs.
Now, Wong had no opportunity to get any of this stuff on him unless he was
carrying that jade figurine. The problem is, how did he get to it?
I'll lay you ten to one. The girl's involved.
You could be right at that. Come on, let's go on up.
You don't have to be afraid of me, girlie.
Lily.
Don't touch me.
The Kwanian belongs to you.
You are Luson's only living relative. He had no right giving it to a museum.
No,
Lily.
The Kwanian belongs to you by heritage.
I did it only to get money so we could get married and go away.
Come on, she'll get over it.
You're responsible for this. You said there'd be no trouble, that you'd pay me
and go even before the police arrived.
Did I know that she was going to be in the room? What did you want to do, leave
her there to tip the cubs and spill the whole story?
Then pay me and go. I've had enough of this.
I'll pay you when I get this thing where it's safe.
But you promised to pay me on delivery.
That's before she messed up the caper. I've got to get this thing where I can
sell it, don't I? What good is it to me... Give it back.
I'll return it and confess.
It's too late for that now, sonny boy.
Give it back!
Let's face it, your niece must be mixed up in this. It figures.
I will not believe it.
Then where is she? People just don't disappear.
Inspector, I don't see the point in all this.
Oh, you don't, eh?
Someone tosses a bomb through a window, a statue worth a half a million bucks
disappears, and you don't see any point in it. Now, wait just a minute. Now,
suppose you stick to your reporting, Kent, and I'll take care of the police
work. Or would you like my bag? All I'm trying to tell you is... I know what
you're trying to say.
You've already said too much.
You talked me into letting that Wong character get out of here.
He's been gone 15 minutes.
Where does he live?
Harry Wong? Yes.
Across the street, number 17.
Don't let anybody leave.
I'm not through.
Mind if I come with you, Inspector?
What good would it do if I did?
Police! Open up!
Let me try it, Inspector.
No one in there.
Hey, I hear something.
What is it?
Be right back.
Lily couldn't have done it lower.
She just couldn't. Of course she didn't.
The Kwan Yin!
Why, you dirty... Shut up!
You'll get the same thing, maybe worse.
Now lead the way downstairs.
And remember, I'm right behind you. Go on.
Go on!
Turn left when you get out of the store.
Don't bleed or I'll kill you.
Move. Move.
Stand back, please.
What's going on here?
Good grief.
Inspector, you'd better have someone get down there and shut off that water.
What's the matter?
Miss Lane!
Hey!
Don't come in here or I'll shoot her!
No, we can handle this. Just keep the crowd back.
Go ahead. Move them back.
All right. Come on. Come on.
Don't worry, Miss Lane. We'll get you out of this. He's got the Kwan Yin jade.
I'll make a deal with you. No deals.
Come out with your hands up. Wait a minute.
What's your deal?
Don't make any deals with him. He may have killed Lu Sung. Shut up.
I'll give up the jade and let her walk out. If I go free.
Is he kidding?
Hold it.
We'll have to think it over.
You've got five minutes.
Watch it.
Who's the guy in the circus suit?
He's Superman.
This time he's not so super, is he?
Wait and see.
Who told you about the underground tunnel, Wong?
Well, I knew about the tunnel because I knew about the trapdoor in my apartment.
But I didn't know where it led. In the days of the Tang Wars, all Chinatown had
underground tunnels, Inspector.
But I've been living in this house for 16 years and did not know of this one,
nor the sliding wall.
Who told you where the tunnel led, Wong?
Greer. He learned about it from the man who built this house.
He also learned that the tunnel could be flooded with water.
What did Greer plan to do with the jade statue?
He said he'd take it to England and sell it.
How much were you supposed to get?
I'm too ashamed to even talk about it.
I'll write everything out and I'll sign it.
Now, please take me out of here. Sit down, Wong.
You'll testify against Greer, won't you?
I'll do anything you wish. Anything to make amends to Lu Sung, to Lily and to
myself.
Look at me, Wong.
I'm going to do something I've never done in 20 years on the police force.
I'm going to act as the judge and the jury.
I'm not going to arrest you.
Why, Inspector, what are you trying to do, become a Superman?
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