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I'm Lois Lane. I'm a reporter on the Metropolis Daily Planet.

This is my own story.

To me, it's a pretty important story.

But certain men don't always agree with me. For instance...

Well,

Miss Lane, don't you knock before opening doors.

Please, Chief, I simply have to see you.

Well, you can see me later. I have a very important business conference

scheduled here.

Didn't Superman promise to be here at 2 o'clock sharp?

Yes, and it's exactly two minutes of.

I must be running fast. I'll have it looked into.

Lois, I told you you could see me later.

I'm not taking any chances on your getting away without my seeing you.

I'll wait.

Probably if you just sit there quietly, you can take notes on the conference.

Uh, you know Inspector Henderson, of course.

Oh, yes, of course.

We're all friends, and good ones, I hope.

And Mr. Faraday, the public defender.

And how do you do, Miss Lane? Mr. Faraday.

Superman.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

I understand you wish to see me about something very important. Most

important. We're talking about forming a citizens' committee.

When there's a series of bank robberies and not a single person arrested... Now,

wait a minute, Mr. White.

I've got a dozen of those thugs locked up already.

Mr. Faraday, I believe you represent most of these people in court. As public

defender, that's my job, Superman.

But I don't like crime any better than you do.

Of course not.

Faraday's helping the authorities.

But Inspector Henderson here keeps missing my point.

We all know that these robberies are planned and synchronized by one person

or a group of persons.

And that's who I want to see locked up.

They're the men behind all this.

I know. No, sir, you don't know.

Neither do I, and neither does anybody else.

That's just the trouble. Who is it? Excuse me, Mr.

Faraday, but about these thugs already locked up, don't any of them know who

they work for?

Well, ethically, I shouldn't answer that, but since the answer is no, it

doesn't make any difference.

They haven't the slightest idea who the big man is.

Neither have I. Neither have I.

Well, I admit I'd like to know myself.

So, gentlemen, I can assure you of my full help and cooperation.

Good. Now we'll get somewhere. Thank you very much, Superman.

A pleasure to be of service. Thank you.

I knew you'd help us, and I'm going to have Clark Kent work right along with

you. Yes, I may find him useful.

You know, I tried to have Ken here at this meeting today, but he claimed he

had an important engagement with some men.

What he's possibly doing is wasting a lot of time talking to a lot of

important loafers. Well, no, I wouldn't exactly say that, Mr. White.

Well, I'll get him on the ball.

Henderson, I'm going downtown with you to see the mayor.

Thanks again, Superman.

Again, my pleasure, sir.

Chief, Chief, I've got to see you before you go.

Lois, I'm very busy right now. But I've been trying to catch you all day. Chief,

I need help.

Now, now, listen to me. It's more work than I can do. I just can't handle it

all alone. The letters are getting deeper and deeper on my desk.

That seems to be the trouble. Perhaps I can be of assistance.

If there's anything you need from the police department.

Is there anything I can do, Miss Lane? Thank you all so much. It's very

important, this work I'm doing.

We receive nearly a thousand letters a day, and I have to answer each one.

What's this? Complaints about the crime situation?

The love situation.

You see, the regular woman's page editor is on vacation, and the chief made me

take over her advice to the Lovelorn column.

Well, it's really nothing to laugh about. It's very important work.

I'm sure it is, and I'm sure you're well qualified in the field, Miss Lane.

Thank you, Mr. Faraday.

Although I'm afraid I haven't been very successful so far, personally.

But, Superman, if you'd just help me for a few minutes. Boy, that's all it would

take for you to read those thousands of letters.

People just don't realize how many girls are carrying torches and how many girls

want to get married, but the men don't pay any attention.

Or just listen to this letter from a sign sometimes made... I'm awfully

sorry, Miss Lane, but some other time, perhaps.

But, Superman, aren't you even interested in love?

Now, Miss Lane, really, I think I'd better be going. I'll see you later,

gentlemen. Superman!

Just what is the idea of breaking in here like this?

I'm sorry, Chief.

I'm all upset, I guess. You have no idea how it makes a girl feel reading all

these letters.

Well, the idea of asking Superman to waste his time with a thing like that is

ridiculous. I'm sorry, Chief.

All right, I'll have someone help you later in the week.

Thank you. But just remember, this is a newspaper, not a lonely hearts column.

Excuse me.

I wonder why she never got married.

Search me.

Attractive girl, too.

The latest supply of broken hearts.

Men wouldn't know what it's like.

Hey, Jimmy, where'd the flower come from?

I don't know.

The cleaning woman left it for you, I guess.

Oh.

Is this the hearts and flowers department?

Yes, it is. If you were a real friend, you'd help me answer some of this mail.

Well, I'm sorry, Lois, but I promised the chief to help Superman with a crime

thing. I should be down at headquarters right now.

Crime? I suppose you couldn't stand to read a love letter.

Well, it is a little out of my line.

Clark, do you know this is springtime?

Does spring mean anything to you? Well, baseball?

I thought so.

You think spring means anything to Superman? I doubt if Superman has any

time for baseball right now.

Oh, you.

Boy, you'll be sick of love when you get through reading me.

Wait till you fall in love someday.

I can wait.

Never mind. Put these letters all back in the sack and take them down to my

car. I'm going to read every single one if I have to sit up all night to do it.

But how could tomorrow ever be the day I dreamed of? And how could I give advice

on how to get a man?

I worked later and later and later.

And the more letters I read, the more I thought about it being spring.

And where was the man of my dreams?

Sorry I've been so busy with the current crime wave, but as soon as it is solved,

I'll deliver my flowers in person.

And as soon as we have time for a date, there's a question I want to ask you.

Please be patient.

Superman.

It's a morning mail, Miss Lane.

Wow, look at you. Thanks, Jimmy. Get all this stuff off my desk.

Huh? You heard me. Oh, Clark.

Good morning.

Say, Clark, I want to get a rundown on that crime situation.

I'm going to get it solved if I have to do it myself, and I'm going to solve it

in a hurry, too.

Just beautiful.

What? Oh, I'm sorry, Lois. I didn't hear what you said.

Can't you even pay attention to me? That's just what I was doing, and you

looked very pretty this morning.

Lois Lane speaking.

Lois, I have a couple of passes to the ballgame, and I thought maybe this

afternoon if you weren't...

What? I'm sorry, I can't hear you. I said my name is sometimes Mabel.

I mean, that's how I've been signing my letters to you.

On account of sometimes he loves me and sometimes he doesn't. Oh, the love-lorn

letters, yes.

Sorry, I'm very busy with something else right now.

Oh, you give me such sweet advice, honey. I can't ever thank you enough.

I mean, it's not your fault he keeps on being a heel, is it?

Please, can't you wait? What?

Oh, no.

No, I can't wait.

the hour of decision, and here I am at Poole's jewelry store.

You know why?

Because if I didn't return his ring, his thugs would rub me out.

So back it goes for the seventh time.

The big crook, I hate him.

Hate who?

What are you... What?

Why, of course I'd appreciate a tip.

Um, Clark, shut the door on your way out. You too, Jimmy.

Oh, sure, Lois.

Now, go on, Mabel.

You wanted to tell me about this man of yours.

Well, he's the man behind the crime situation, that's what.

What's his name?

Who?

Oh, no.

Now, stay right there, Mabel. I want to come down and get the story.

And when he's locked up, I'll testify plenty.

I'll show him he can't make me give my rings back.

You find the phone all right, miss?

Here, what are you doing?

And tell the chief to hold the front page. I just got the answer he's been

looking for.

What? You heard me. And tell him this is one story I'm going to phone in. Because

after that, I'm going to get dressed for a date with Superman.

Does she make sense to you?

I think I'd better follow her, Jimmy.

Put them in the car. And tell Hank if he loses them, he'd better lose himself,

too. All right, you two, let's go.

Hello?

Miss Lane?

Superman.

I hope the flowers are the right color, Miss Lane.

I love them.

Did you find the carnation I left on your desk?

Was that from you, too?

Superman, why haven't you told me these things before?

Well, I've wanted to for years, Miss Lane, but I've always been so busy.

Yes, I know.

Shouldn't you be finding out who's responsible for the dynamite?

Well, they're only hired thugs. Why bother about them?

I wish you'd call me Lois sometime.

Can I call you Lois now?

Oh, just the usual hired thugs and the usual powerful black sedan, but never

mind about them. I'll get them later. Are you all right?

I'm all right.

In your note in the flowers, you said there was something you wanted to ask

me? Yes, there was.

What's going on here? I was cruising by in my car and I heard all the shooting.

It's quite all right, Inspector. Miss Leamy's unharmed.

Well, I'm certainly glad to hear that.

Inspector, could you manage to keep the crowd of curiosity seekers out of here?

Well, I've already told my officers to do that.

Would you mind helping him personally, Inspector?

Well, I... You see, we like to be alone for a little while.

Oh.

Oh, I... I see.

Now, what was it you were going to ask me?

I'm not very good with words, Miss Lane.

Lois.

Loss.

But... Excuse me.

This will probably be a little expensive, but it's worth it.

What are you doing?

Squeezing little diamonds into one big one.

See?

Now, what I wanted to ask you was... Will you marry me?

Great Caesar's ghost.

Phone the governor, declare a holiday. What a story.

Oh, it's really not much, Chief. I guess I always knew it would happen sooner or

later. Well, Lois, if I were 25 years younger, well... There I am. Thank you,

Chief.

Aren't you going to wish me luck, Inspector?

No. Why, you... Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. It's just that... Well, of

course, if anyone's to get you, I'm gladdest to be Superman, but...

It's just that I hate to see you go out of circulation.

Why, you sweet thing.

Jeepers, Miss Lane, I think you're pretty nice, too. Not Jimmy. Besides,

this means I won't get much help from Superman.

I bet he's off on a cloud somewhere.

And unfortunately, I still have a master crook to catch.

Oh, blaster crooks. We've got a wedding to think about.

Well, I have a lot of things to do, so if you'll excuse me.

My, you're looking prettier than ever today.

Thank you.

Um, Clark, I want to be the first to tell you something.

Oh, did the chief give you a raise?

Superman and I are going to be married.

Yes, I know.

Well, how do you know?

Well, I just... Never mind, Lois. But I want you to know I'm just as happy about

it as Superman is.

Thank you.

Anyway, there's something else.

I told Superman that if he didn't mind, I'd like to pick out the best man for

the wedding. Yes, I'm sure he assumed you'd pick the chief.

Oh, no, the chief's giving me away.

Oh, I never thought of that.

So, Clark, would you be best man?

Me?

Be best, you mean stand up, besides Superman at the wedding?

Well, sure, that's what a best... No, Lois, I can't do that.

What? I can't be best man.

Look, Lois, I'm terribly sorry. You'll have to get somebody else. I just can't

manage it.

I'll see you later.

That dame he's gonna marry knows who you are, Mr. Faraday.

You know what's gonna happen?

The minute that wedding's over and she gets down out of them clouds, she'll

remember.

She'll say, Superman, darling, I know who the big boss behind this crime

situation is.

Arrest Mr.

Faraday.

Don't be stupid.

Miss Lena's not going to marry Superman.

Huh? She's going to marry me. And a wife can't be forced to testify against her

husband. Oh, pretty smart, boss. Pretty smart.

That's lovely.

Superman will be by for me, and I'm sure he'll like it.

Oh, you lucky, lucky girl.

I'll be back in a minute.

Yes?

Excuse me.

I'm the color consultant here.

This is so important, I just must interfere.

What's wrong?

Spray of color you need.

Sprig of blossom.

Here.

Edelweiss. What?

Only Edelweiss can complement the exact shade of your hair.

You tell Superman to bring you Edelweiss and you'll be radiant.

You lucky, lucky girl.

Okay, I did it.

Hey, boss, what's this Edelweiss business?

Don't you understand?

I need Superman out of the way for a few moments.

Edelweiss is a flower that grows only in the Swiss Alps.

Well, then he'll have to fly all the way to Switzerland to get it for her.

You're smart, boss.

I've got to find a justice of the peace.

While Superman is gone, I'm going to marry her.

And what if Superman doesn't like it?

Superman's a gentleman, isn't he?

Once we're married, he wouldn't dare claim he still loved a married woman.

Isn't he here yet?

He still has ten seconds.

Hello, darling. Hello, dear.

Oh, this is Lorraine who does my hair. Lorraine, my fiancé Superman.

How do you do, Lorraine?

I hate to be a demanding woman, darling, but could you get me some Edelweiss? You

know what it is? Of course. It's a little flower that grows in Switzerland.

I shan't be gone long. Forgive me?

There he goes.

Let's get to the justice of the peace.

Oh, my dear Lois, I'm so happy you've consented to be my bride.

Me? Your bride?

Yes, my dear. And this nice gentleman will perform the ceremony.

You must be crazy. I have no... Now, shall we get on with the ceremony?

Mr. Faraday, you're supposed to be the public defender. Now, my dear, time

enough for conversation later.

Is that boss?

That's Superman.

So soon? Quick, out of here.

Well, this is most peculiar, Miss Lane.

And I must say, I don't like the looks of your fiancé.

I don't like his looks either, but he isn't my fiancé.

This is.

Here you are, darling.

My word.

Am I to have the pleasure of performing the ceremony?

Yes, you are, sir. Do you know where the Daily Planet building is?

Yes. Well, can you be in Mr. White's office just a little before seven? I'll

be there. Thank you, sir.

And at seven o'clock, you and I will be man and wife.

I don't know.

What's the matter, darling?

Oh, it's Clark.

I keep thinking about him.

As a matter of fact, so do I.

No, I mean, what if after we're married, I discover it's Clark I really love?

Well, now, that could happen.

What am I going to do?

Lois, you're never going to worry about that again.

I'm going to tell you a secret, and it's going to have to remain our secret

forever. But Clark Kent and I are one and the same person.

You?

Clark. Superman.

I mean, darling.

Now there's nothing that can stand in our way.

Hmm.

Isn't it a lovely wedding cake?

Yeah, but I don't want no part of it.

Neither Miss Lane nor any of her friends will live to eat it. Which means that

Miss Lane will never testify against me.

What if Superman looks at it with those x-ray eyes of his?

He'll see that time bomb inside of it.

I've taken the precaution of covering the bomb with lead foil.

Everybody knows that X-rays cannot pierce lead.

Smart. Smart.

Tell you what.

It's set for 7 o'clock. Get it over there and say it's from a friend.

I'm only sorry that our sore head Kent didn't have the decency to show up.

Oh, we don't really mind, Chief.

Shall we begin?

Yes, let's.

Dearly beloved.

We are gathered together in the presence of this company to join this man and

this woman in matrimony, which is instituted and regulated by community.

these letters during my bed.

Well, Lois, I'm sorry to come by so early, but we want you to go with us and

cover this story from a woman's angle.

What? Who?

The arrest, the bank robber ring.

Yes, I remember. Mr.

Faraday, you're a criminal. You're going to prison. Mabel told me. Oh, now, don't

be silly. But you haven't heard.

Last night, Superman rounded up the real men behind all the crime in Metropolis.

A bunch you never heard of.

But he was with me.

I don't understand.

Now, you've been working too hard. Now, you hurry.

We'll wait for you. Oh, Chief, I'm sorry. I'm late. Oh, Superman, darling.

Lois, be careful. My glasses.

Lois, what's the matter with you? Wake up.

Wake up.

Clark, you and I... I mean, isn't any of it true?

Hmm?

Aren't you even Superman?

Lois, do you feel all right?

No.

Of course not.

I'll be ready in a moment.

Hey, Miss Lane.

A messenger boy just brought these flowers to the office for you, so I

thought I'd bring them by to you.

Give them to someone else. Take them to a hospital, anything.

Don't give them to me.

You mean you don't want them?

Why on earth not?

I just couldn't stand to know who sent them.

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Superman is based on the original character appearing in Superman

magazine.