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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.

Gangway! Gangway, please! Gangway! Gangway!

Corky! Corky! Poor Corky! Lady, lady, please, if you don't step back and give

us a chance, we'll never get your dog out.

A simple thing I ask you. Stop the car and take the dog for a walk. So where

does he walk? Right smack into the bottom of a well.

Can I help it if you got a stupid dog?

You should mention stupid.

And you know something else? I don't think he walked in. I think you pushed

him. Oh, chicken.

How can you say anything like that? Because it's true. That's why I say it.

Didn't you? Didn't you push him? Didn't you? All right, all right.

So I give him a little shove, maybe. I think maybe he's thirsty.

Oh, how could I marry such a hammerhead?

Corky! Corky!

Corky! Corky!

Can't you do something?

They're trying to save your dog, but there just ain't no way.

Corky!

Corky!

Corky!

Corky! Poor Corky.

Just wait till I get you home. Home, you call it? I'd be better off in a kennel.

That mangy mutt gets more attention than I do. I hope he drowns.

Once I told you a hundred...

Human

drill.

Give him to me. Give him to me.

Give him to me. He's mine.

Corky, baby.

That dress cost me 200 grams.

I ought to send Superman a bill for helping you ruin it. Oh, shut up and put

his leash on.

Come on, Corky, baby. You just stand there.

Quiet, Corky. Just a minute, baby. He doesn't like you anymore.

Orders, orders. That's all we've got to do. Oh, shut up and let's go.

What's the matter with you, you crazy mutt? Stop picking on him.

Think you've never seen a glove before?

Oh, throw that dirty thing away and let's go.

Oh, gosh, you're always telling me what to do.

Hey, boss, where you been?

He's been out trying to drown a dog. That's where he's been.

You mean Corky? Boss, you shouldn't have done a thing like that. Don't tell me

what I shouldn't have done.

Oh, lay off. Real big guy, you. You're afraid to pick on anybody but Louie and

Corky here.

Who's afraid?

You're afraid. Yeah? How did I get control of the biggest bookie syndicate

in Metropolis?

Want me to tell you?

Well, uh... I'll tell you anyway.

Before he died, my old man used to run the syndicate. You married the boss's

daughter. That's how you got control.

Gee, just like in the movies.

Shut up, stupid.

I didn't marry the boss's daughter.

I married the boss's daughter's daughter. Leave him alone, you big

brute.

Someday Corky's going to bite you.

Only he's afraid of getting hydrophobia.

Did he hurt you, baby? Come on, lie down for a minute. You come on and get in

your bed, Corky.

Now lie down.

Mommy's going to get you a nice big bone. You stay right there.

Louie, open the door.

And let all the flies in. Open the door.

Go on, beat it.

You know, boss, sometimes I don't think you like the little pup dog.

Not sometimes.

All the times I don't like him.

Baby, this time it ain't my fault. You left the door open when you come in. You

mean to say you let him get away again?

Corky!

Why didn't you watch him? Why didn't you watch him? I can't watch him all the

time. You got one more chance, see, just one.

I want you to go put an ad in the Lost and Found. I want it in every paper in

town, in the planet, in the blade, every paper in town. But, baby, it's going to

cost money for me to do that. No!

with a canary.

Easy, Corky.

Take it easy.

I like you, too, but this could be very hard to explain.

It certainly could.

Maybe the animals are starting to be kind to human beings.

Yes, that could be.

Get down, boy. Get down.

Oh, Clark, how can you be so mean?

You suppose he thinks you're somebody else?

Could be.

Go on home, boy. Now, go on. Go home.

Clark,

he took one of your gloves.

He's welcome to it. It just leaves peaceably. I lost the other one anyway.

Clark, how can you be so utterly heartless? Lois, you don't understand.

You want to know something, Mr. Kent? At this point, no.

I don't think you're rid of that little dog by a long shot.

Corky!

Come here, Corky.

Nice, Corky. Come on, Corky.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

Did you do it? Did you put the ad in? Not yet, baby.

Not yet?

Hey, what's the matter with you?

I got a better idea, honey.

Well, it better be a lot better, honey.

I'm going to offer a reward.

$5,000.

$5,000?

What is this?

Dogs have sure gone up.

Hank, you're up to something.

If it's going to hurt Cora... You want the dog back or don't you?

Sure I want my dog back.

Okay.

Louie. Yeah.

You got yourself a job.

Go out and spread the word around.

5,000 bucks for the mutt. Tell all the boys, everybody, spread it around.

Understand? Sure, boss.

5,000 bucks for the dog.

I think I got it.

I got it.

You know, honey, sometimes I think maybe I got you all wrong.

You sure have, chicken.

And I'm going to prove it.

Kent speaking.

Mr. Kent, this is Louie.

Louie? Yeah, you don't know me, but I know all about you.

You do people favors, that's why I'm calling.

Got something to tell you about a dog.

A dog?

What is it, Louie?

Well, my boss told me to spread the word around, and I figured the best way to do

it was for you to write a story.

What kind of a story?

About the $5,000 reward.

That's what he'll pay to get the dog back.

Louie, who is this boss of yours, and what kind of a dog was it?

Well, he's a little furry dog. He almost got drowned in a well except he was

saved by Superman.

Uh, Louie, I'll tell you what. You better come over here to the office.

You can tell me the whole story and we'll see what we can do about it.

Maybe I better.

I get confused on telephones and sometimes I run out of dimes.

I'll come right over.

Well, fine, Louie. I'll be waiting for you.

Lois, what would you say if I told you that little dog was worth $5,000?

I'd say you were crazy.

So would I, but that's the story.

Quick, Mr. Kent, go ahead and turn in the traveler's checks.

Well, where did you come from?

What clears that up?

Well, what'd you do, boy?

Swallow the crown jewels?

Just what I thought.

What are you going to do with him, Clark?

I don't know, Lois, but I'm not going to give him to anyone until I find out what

this is all about.

Maybe I could take him home with me for a couple of days.

No, Jimmy, I'm afraid that's too obvious.

They might connect us with him. Better take him to a private kennel.

Maybe you're right.

Come on, fella.

We gotta find a hideout for you.

You know, Clark, I've got a feeling you're frightened about something.

Don't be silly, Lois. What possible harm could a little dog do to me?

Excuse me. Sure, pardon me.

Hey, you.

Drop that dog.

What are you guys doing?

Stealing every mutton town?

And you.

This is your third time around and you ain't brung the right dog yet.

Come on, beat it, all of you.

Hey, boss.

Boss. Well, did you find the dog?

Yeah, I found him. So where is he? I lost him again. What?

Now, wait, boss.

I was in front of the Daily Planet when this kid comes out carrying Corky. I

chased him, but he got away. What was you doing in front of the Daily Planet?

Just like you told me. I was spreading the word. And Mr. Kent was going to

write me up a big story. Kent, the reporter?

Yeah, that was using my head, huh, boss? It was using it. But I don't know for

what. Come on. We got to work fast.

Got a few minutes, son?

Yes, sir. I got all the minutes you want.

Then turn around and walk over to that car.

It's a little large, isn't it?

Okay, move it.

That sure smart of the boss, hooking the kid to that lie detector machine.

Where do you live?

Northside.

What's your name?

Herman Glockenspiegel. That's a lie.

You're right.

My name's Archie Glockenspiegel.

Where did you take the dog?

To Bermuda.

Did you take him home?

No.

How long have you been working for the planet?

47 years next Tuesday.

Did you take the dog to a private kennel? No.

Was it on the south side?

No.

Was it on the north side?

No.

The one on Melrose?

No.

Was it the one on Willow Street? No.

The one on Harper?

No.

Louie, one of the canine kennels on Harper Street.

Corky's there. Get him. Sure, boss. But ain't you going to tell us why you want

him so bad?

Yeah, why?

Because that dog is going to lead me right to Superman.

Superman? You're nuts.

Listen. Remember how crazy he was about Superman?

Yeah. Remember that glove I found by the well?

I guess so.

Just take a good look at this one.

Looks like the knight.

Still think I'm crazy, huh?

Well, I'm betting 5,000 bucks that this belongs to Superman and Corky knows

where to find him.

What if he does? What good's that gonna do you?

I'll tell you what good.

As soon as I find out who Superman really is, his real identity, I make him

a deal.

I keep it a secret.

He promises to lay off my syndicate.

Get it?

You know, honey, even my old man would be proud of you today.

Well, get going. What's holding you back? Nothing. Nothing, boss.

I'll get the little pup dog. Yeah, and be sure you bring him back.

What about him?

Don't worry, chicken.

I got plans.

Boss? Yeah, I got the pup dog.

Right here in the bag.

Okay, okay.

Sure, boss.

I'm sorry, little dog, but I got to do it.

Ken speaking.

Oh, Louie? Sure, send your mind in.

Oh, hello. You must be the man that phoned that dog story in.

Yeah, but you don't have to worry about that no more. I took care of it. Oh, you

took care of it?

Sure, I'm not so smart, but I ain't dumb enough to get mixed up with Superman.

Superman, huh?

What's he got to do with it?

My boss was going to use the dog to lead him to Superman.

Oh, and that's what you took care of?

Sure. I know you're a friend of Superman's, but you can tell him he's

got nothing to worry about anymore.

The little dog is never going to help the boss find out who Superman really

is. And just who is this boss of yours?

Oh, I couldn't tell you that.

I'll be in enough trouble as it is if he ever finds me.

Mm-hmm. What'd you do with the dog?

He won't know nothing, Mr. Kent.

They'll just put him to sleep, and then nobody will ever know the secret of

Superman. I said, what'd you do with that dog?

You ain't gonna double-cross Superman, are you? Just tell me what you did with

that dog!

I put him in the dog catcher's wagon about 20 minutes ago. It was down on

Center Street.

Well, that brown dog.

That little one right there, it doesn't belong in there. Why don't you leave dog

catching to the dog catching? But you didn't catch this one. Someone must have

put him in there. Besides, he's got a license.

Yeah, you're right. He has. So you can give him to me without breaking any

rules.

I guess I can.

You know, you can't even run a peaceful dog catching business anymore.

Well, Corky, hello.

You know, for a little dog, you certainly cause a lot of trouble for one

day.

Mark, I thought Jimmy took him to a kennel.

Oh, you're supposed to. Incidentally, where is Jimmy?

Well, I don't know. Don't you?

Clark Kent, what are you up to?

Nothing, Lois. Nothing at all. What's wrong with a man owning a dog?

For some very mysterious reason, this dog happens to be worth $5,000.

And I think you know why.

Oh, Lois, will you do me a favor? Watch the dog for me, will you? I'll be back

in about an hour. Where are you going?

Out. I've got some things to attend to. I want to get some dog food, too.

With that kind of a price on your head, you should at least be able to speak.

What gives with you and Clark?

Huh. So you won't talk, eh?

Mr. Kennebaugh.

This dog must be twins.

And where have you been?

That's what I want to talk to Mr. Kennebaugh. We just left. Didn't you see

him?

I must have passed him on the elevator.

He'll be gone for over an hour. What happened, Jim? Tell me.

Well, I don't know everything.

But after I took the poo chair to a kennel, I was kidnapped.

Kidnapped? By whom?

I don't know. I was blindfolded all the time.

But they took me someplace, asked me a lot of questions, and somehow they found

out what they wanted to know.

But how'd you get back here?

Well, they figured I couldn't identify him or didn't know where I was, so they

dumped me out in the country.

You only knew where they took you.

I think I do.

But you said you were blindfolded. I was, but if my hunch is right... Come

here, fella.

Here's his license number.

Phone the police, trace the owner of this dog, find out where he lives.

I'll bet the guy that owns this dog is the same guy that kidnapped me.

Jim, you have just been elected for the Genius of the Month Club.

Please? This must be the place.

Somewhere on the second floor.

Hey, I bet the pooch here could show us the exact apartment.

Well, you stay in the car, because they'd recognize you.

So what do you do?

So I merely return a lost dog. Any news I pick up in the process? Pure gravy.

Pardon me, but... Corky, boy.

Oh, boy, Corky.

Oh, excuse me, miss, but it's just that I'm so glad to see him again.

You know how it is.

Not exactly, but I'd like to find out. I'm Lois Lane of the Daily Planet.

How'd you know where to bring him?

Oh, I heard about the reward.

I ran across the dog and just took a chance. Actually, he led me to the door.

Okay, I'll send you a check to the office. I'd much rather have the story

on why you want the dog back so much.

Okay. Go ahead in. Thanks.

There you are, miss.

Everything's ready for his homecoming.

Nothing but the vest.

Does that answer your question?

Frankly, no.

Look, lady, I'm fond of this mutt.

I love him.

It's as simple as that.

He's just like my own canine brother.

You can buy an awful lot of Canine Brothers for $5,000.

Look, you wanted a story, lady.

That's it.

I'd advise you to get back to your office and write it. But I... I said

beat it.

Now that you put it that way, perhaps I'd better leave.

What'd you find out?

Just a name and a bad feeling.

Anyway, we've got something to bargain with Mr. Kent for what he knows.

Me? I might as well still be blindfolded.

Come on now, Cokie boy.

Do your stuff. You're going to lead me right to Superman.

Only this time, we're going to find out who Superman is in real life.

Get going, Bloodhound.

What do you see, Corky?

Where is he?

Where is he, Corky?

Are we getting close, Corky?

Are we getting close?

There's nobody here. What are you trying to do, you stupid mutt? Find Superman.

Go on.

What's the matter?

You wanted to find Superman, didn't you?

Now you have.

Yes, but I... I didn't want to find him this way. I might have worked at that if

it hadn't been for Corky.

He warned me by barking.

Well, I knew I couldn't trust you, you stupid mother...

Let's go, will

you? Get him off of me!

Anything you say, my friend.

Come on, Corky. Come on, boy.

Looks like he's going to be hung up for a while.

You can't leave me up here. Get me down from here.

Don't worry. There'll be a couple of policemen along.

And they'll let you down real soon.

Come along, Corky. Shall we go?

You know, Corky, Hank's going to be in jail a long time for trying to kidnap

Jimmy.

So he won't be around to bother you.

Joyce loves you, and she'll take good care of you.

But I can't keep you, pal, because you're the only one in the whole world

that knows Superman's true identity.

And that's a secret that we have to keep between the two of us, don't we?

So be a pal, will you, and go on home, much as I'll hate to lose you.

We'll just keep it between us, huh, Corky?

Go on home, boy.

What's the matter, Clark?

You look as though you lost your best friend.

Maybe I have, Lois.

Maybe I have.