All language subtitles for 049 - Aos

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.

Daily Planet, Kent speaking.

Oh, hi, Mr. Kent. This is Jimmy.

I knew you were working late this week,
so I thought I'd phone and say hello.

Hello, Jimmy. What do you want? I'm
awfully busy.

Why don't you kiss your mother goodnight
and go to sleep?

That would be a little difficult.

You see, she's away visiting relatives
in Michigan.

I'm staying at the apartment of a friend
of hers, old Mrs. Jones.

You wouldn't like to stop by on the way
home, would you?

I'd like to, Jimmy, but I can't. I'm
very busy. The address is 360 Apple Tree

Lane. It's an old place, stuck between a
bunch of warehouses.

All right, Jimmy. Let's have it.

What did you want to see me about?

I don't need you, except I hear noises.

Jimmy, what did you have for dinner?

Well, I had a couple hot dogs, some ice
cream, and two pickles, and

I've been reading here a mystery story.

I see.

What you have is indigestion of the
imagination.

Now, I'll tell you what I'll do. Just
before I leave, I'll give you a ring.

What's your number?

It's Metropolis 71683.

All right.

Now, go to sleep.

Ice cream.

Pickles. I suppose that's it.

What are you looking at?

Who wouldn't get an imagination in this
place?

Hey, what goes on here anyway?

Rent, depreciation, bad heating.

Goes on all the time.

No.

I mean those noises in Mrs. Jones'
apartment.

No, hot water pipes maybe. Never noticed
her complaining.

She's deaf.

It's a blessing in disguise, my boy.

She can't hear the clatter of her own
knitting needles.

Well, it was my imagination that knocked
that picture off the wall.

Truck going by outside maybe.

Well, unless I'm crazy, that truck just
drove into the basement.

All right, I'll go take a look.

I've already been there. It's just a
tiny place.

Wait a minute. I'll go with you.

Listen. It's louder.

Mr. Waite, do you hear?

What happened to him? Oh, I didn't... I
mean, the kid hurt himself.

He's Superman.

Hello, Jimmy.

Kent said you'd been hearing noises, but
he didn't say anything about your seeing

stars. Oh, I'm all right now.

Something hit me.

Same thing happens to me every time I go
down in the basement to look at the

furnace. There's a low bridge.

Oh, you mean you just ran into a beam.
Yeah, it's only this high. The place

must have been made for midgets.

I guess maybe that was it. I couldn't
see anything.

What were you doing down there anyway,
Jimmy?

Investigating those noises?

I know you don't believe me, Superman,
but I heard them. The kid was right. It

was something.

His name's Timothy.

Best mouse catcher in the business,
provided you're in the business of

catching mouses.

I see. The best and the noisiest, I take
it. Anything gets between Timothy and a

mouse is a goner.

Including me.

Hello, Timothy.

Hey, you'd better take him to a
hospital, I'd say.

Let's see.

No.

No, there's no fracture.

Just an overdose of hot dogs and
reckless cats, I'd say.

I'm sorry, Superman.

I guess you shouldn't have bothered.

That's all right, Jimmy. Kent was
worried.

He heard something funny when he tried
to phone you.

Well, I guess that was my fault. I
knocked over the phone when I brought

your friend into the room here. There.
Now, you see, Jimmy, there's a logical

explanation for everything.

You try and get some sleep, boy.

Well, we'll get you one more damp cloth,
and then it'll be good night.

I must have been crazy last night. I
could have sworn there was only one eye.

I'm sorry.

Hey, kid, what's your hurry?

Well, I'm not in any hurry, but the bus
I'm trying to catch usually is. Which

house is 360?

That's it right there.

What time is it? It's almost 8 o'clock.

But I think my cooch has got tangled in
your fist.

Got entangled, he says.

So he did, didn't he? Is there a back
entrance?

Yeah. Where is it?

It's in the back.

And this is the front one?

Well, now, unless they put the front in
the back and the back in the front, I'd

say yeah.

I'd say, he says.

Look, what is it you wanted? Nothing,
nothing at all. I'm just a friendly

type. Yeah, I should have known by the
way you acted.

It was nice seeing you. How could it be
nice when it never really happened?

It never really happened?

Yeah, you catch on fast, don't you, kid?

You ain't seen nobody, especially me.

Nobody, especially you.

Yeah, that's right.

You know, if a kid's smart, he can live
to be a ripe old age. But if he ain't,

he can get old and die all of a sudden.

Just like that.

Hey, mister.

You see that guy over there?

No.

I guess you didn't.

I guess you didn't.

There you are. Keep the change.

But lady, that's a hundred bucks.

Never mind. Just park here. Wait.

I do not think it will rain today.

Do you?

I must have combed my hair this morning
to look like an information booth.

Good.

That's very good.

Watch out, though. The clouds are very
near.

What did you say?

He said the clouds are very near.

That's what I thought you said.

Taxi!

You forgot your cloud. I mean package.

Don't you fall.

Who was he?

Who was who?

Well, maybe if I start with an easier
question.

Who are you?

Please.

I am the Lady in Black.

Well, really, I'm on my way to work
right now.

Please. It is a matter of life and
death.

Now, just tell me one thing.

Where is 360 Pear Tree Lane?

That's my place, right?

No. This is Apple Tree Lane.

There's no Pear Tree Lane in Metropolis.

What?

Oh, no.

But an X-40 must have made the same
mistake.

X-40? That must either be an airplane or
the guy with the glasses.

I'll be late. And with this?

Maybe that other guy made the same
mistake.

What?

What other guy?

What he told?

Did he have a scar?

Now, look, lady, are you trying to kid
me? Because I don't know whether I'm on

the outside looking in or the inside
looking out. I'm sorry. What other man?

That guy right over there.

Turn around, Queen.

Oh, dear, what will I do?

Well, um, if you stick with me, you will
be on the next bus to the South Sea

Islands. Oh, no. Get me away from here.

If there were a crowd, we could melt
into it.

Shh. He's not looking now. Quick.

I

can't

slip away through the alley.

Fine. The exit's down there at the end
of the hall.

So long.

Wait.

It may take me all day to find Pear Tree
Lane. Perhaps I should stay here.

Oh, no.

Do I frighten you so?

If only you knew my plight. I've got a
few plights of my own to take care of,

lady. Look into my eyes.

Sure.

Deeper.

The light's not very good in here.

I can see well enough to know that I can
trust you. Here.

You can trust me, lady, but not with
this.

Keep it. Tell no one. I will get in
touch with you.

Wait a second.

You cannot betray me.

Lady, wait a minute. You forgot your
package.

Hello, Daily Planet.

Give me Mr. Kent.

Oh, Miss Lane, then.

Anybody. Let me talk to anybody.

Superman. I want to talk to Superman.

You tell him this time. It's not my
imagination either.

Just hurry.

Oh, come on, Jimmy. I don't believe it.

What do you mean?

Are you kidding?

A lady in black with a dagger yet?

Okay, we've had our laugh. Now, why
aren't you here at work?

Jimmy.

Mr. Kent.

Look, you've got to believe me.

I need help. I'm telling you the truth.

Hello?

I must have gotten out of bed on the
wrong day.

May I use your phone? There's something
wrong with mine.

Hey, Mr. Frank!

Mr. Frank.

Better not be a false alarm. I gotta get
back to my feet.

Superman!

Am I glad to see you.

Jimmy, you'd better explain why. He
dragged me in here off the street bodily

and told me that somebody was... What
did you say he was? I said he was

murdered right in there.

Officer, we're terribly sorry to have
bothered you. Well, if there's been a

murder, I've got to report it. There
hasn't been, and I'll take it from here.

Thank you just the same.

Superman, you just have to believe me.

Take a look for yourself.

I already have x-ray vision, remember?

But I'm telling you the truth.

Jimmy, did you ever hear the story of
the boy that cried wolf just once too

often?

Wait a minute, please.

First, there came the man with the scar.

Then X-40 with the glasses.

Then the lady in black.

Yes, the lady in black, wearing a long
black veil with a strange foreign

accent. That's right. She's the one who
gave me the package.

Stuffed with money. Thousand dollar
bills, generally.

How'd you know?

Jimmy, that tired plot's been keeping
mystery writers alive for the past 20

years.

Well, it hasn't done the same thing for
Mr. Frank. He's dead.

Yeah? Come in.

Oh, it's you again.

I'm just waiting for the missus to get
back with some breakfast. Would you care

for a cup of coffee? No, thank you.

But... But you were dead.

Oh, please, Mr. Frank, why don't you lie
down dead like you were when I last saw

you? It would make things so much
easier.

How's that head of yours this morning?
It's a bad bump you got there.

I know.

You both think I'm crazy.

Well, you're probably right.

Oh, how do you do? How do you do? I
don't think you've met the missus.

I tell you right now, Superman, if
you're looking for a room, you won't

find one here.

No lobsters this morning, Les.

Miss Frank, you didn't happen to find a
dagger sticking in the screen door, did

you? Oh, yeah, sure.

Kids are always putting it there.

But I fixed them.

You know, I wouldn't mind if all this
happened at night.

But it's just not decent for it to
happen in the broad daylight.

Jimmy, there's only one reason I'm not
giving you another lecture right now.

That's because I have to get back to the
office. Office?

Yes.

Kent has some work that he has to finish
and he can't start unless I'm there to

help him.

I'm sorry to be a trouble to you. Think
nothing of it, son.

See, he sure flies pretty.

Yeah.

He won't be back.

I was hoping maybe they'd take the kid
to a psychiatrist or something.

It doesn't make any difference if he
stays. If he hears a noise and yells for

help, they won't come running this time.

Here's the other one.

Joe couldn't have left that sticking in
the door.

Yeah, well, you shouldn't have mixed up
those pictures with the eyes in them. I

had to. We had a buyer last night.

That one-eyed thing was worth $5,000 to
us.

He shouldn't have stashed it in the old
lady's apartment in the first place.

Why not? Best place to hide a picture is
in an art gallery.

How was I to know the kid would show up?

Besides, he's so rattled, one more eye
isn't going to make any difference.

Oh, eyes, eyes, eyes.

I'm sick of moderns. Then you're like
what we're getting tonight.

I located a Rembrandt in the warehouse.

Boys are taking it out through the
basement.

Got a good imitation to put in its
place, too.

I'll tell you something right now.

That Rembrandt better not have more than
two eyes.

The Rembrandt knew what he was doing.

Yeah, so do I.

Tia, we said had lobsters today.

Here we go again.

Nervous Olsen, no doubt.

I'm sorry, Mr. Kent.

I didn't mean to bother you, but I just
had to.

Look, you never have been over here.
Superman has, but not you.

But I've been spared a wild goose chase.

Hey, Mr. Kent, don't hang up.

I just got to talk to somebody.

All right, Jimmy, you go right ahead and
talk. That makes you feel better.

Well, you see him. I just line up on the
couch and begin to hear those noises.

There was just a tapping, a scraping,
and the voices.

But so faint, I... I couldn't really
hear them. There they are.

Look out the right foot.

Move your foot.

If only Superman were here. I can't
understand him, but I bet he could.

Jim, be quiet.

Move my foot, he said.

There.

Why don't you keep your eyes open?

How do you expect anybody to see down
here? It's so dark.

What did you put on those glasses you
had the other day? Boy, did you look

funny. Forget the itch and watch out for
those wires. Watch out, he says.

That's what them warehouse people ought
to be doing. By the time we get through,

they'll have a vault full of fakes and
we'll have a pocket full of dough from

the originals. But what I don't get is
why we have to split the dough with them

upstairs. We didn't poke the hole
through the basement wall.

Now you've done it.

This is where the telephone wires come
in.

Wires, he says.

I fixed them before, didn't I? But what
if somebody is talking again?

Oh, relax.

Maybe they ain't broke.

Well, I...

I better go up again and make sure that
they keep a sharp eye on that kid.

There. I can't hear him anymore now.

But I know one thing. That cat doesn't
talk when he's chasing the mouse.

Hey, Mr. Kent?

Is something wrong with this telephone?

Mr. Kent?

Oh, where are you?

Mr. Kent, I know you think I'm just
yelling wolf. I'm not and never have

been.

Look, please, even if you have put the
telephone down, would you listen just a

little bit?

That's all set.

She's going to make double sure that
kid's going to be out of our hair. You

know, sometimes I think that Mr.

Frank is a genius.

You sit down too much. We have three
more pictures in there to switch.

All right, all right.

What's the matter?

I heard something.

Sounded like it came from the other part
of the warehouse beyond the vault.

These walls are two feet thick. You
can't get nothing for that.

So, Mr. Kent, how can I convince
anybody?

Oh, no.

The last time I saw you, you were
closely followed by a dagger meant for

me. But you are safe now.

That is what I came to find out. Oh,
yeah. Well, you shouldn't have bothered.

A postcard would have done very nicely.

Ah, but a postcard would not make sure
that nothing interferes with what is

going on.

Well, uh, just what is going on, lady in
black?

Perhaps it is better if I take you with
me until this is all over.

Oh, yeah? Well, uh, if you take me with
you, it will be all over. Mr. Campbell!

Come see what's going to get through. I
can't.

Superman!

Hello, Jimmy.

Looks like I owe you an apology.

You mean I'm not crazy? There really
were voices?

Of course there were, Jimmy.

Old Mrs. Jones was deaf or she would
have heard them too.

I must have the wrong apartment. Excuse
me, please.

I'm sorry, but no.

I do not understand any of this.

That makes two of us.

But why all the cloak and dagger stuff?

In order to gain possession of some very
valuable paintings, Jimmy.

When you moved in, they had to try a
very fancy trick, and it almost worked.

They had you so framed with excitement
that no one would have paid any

attention to you, regardless of how much
you cried out for help.

I am sorry.

I do not know about any of this.

No?

You would not touch a lady.

Of course not.

Watch, Jimmy, and I'll show you how
things in your imagination can be

completely blown away.

Shall we join the others, Mrs. Frank?

Here, Jimmy, you might want to finish
this.

Mr. Kent, are you still there?

Jeepers, did you hear all that?

Sure he did, Jimmy.