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This is 4BL calling 2RM. Calling 2RM.

Please come in, Billy Batson.

Why doesn't that guy answer?

[ Engine Droning ]

Please come in, Billy Batson. Please come in. This is 4BL calling 2RM.

Please come in, Billy Batson. There's a bomb wired to explode in your plane...

one minute past 8:00-- bail out!

Shazam!

[ Door Closing ]

Well, there's Carlyle's lens.

Good. You had no difficulty getting it, eh?

No. Everything worked out just as you had planned.

I need three more lenses to complete the solar atom smasher.

When that is accomplished, I'll be able to create unlimited wealth.

And have a weapon which will make me invulnerable.

Getting the remaining lenses should be easy, now that Billy Batson's out of the way.

- But Batson isn't dead. - But he was in that plane!

- How could he have escaped? - I don't know.

But I overheard Betty talk to him this morning.

He said he was rescued by Captain Marvel.

We must attend to him at once.

And this time, not even Captain Marvel can save him.

- I don't know how. - I can arrange it.

There is to be a meeting at Malcolm's house today, and Batson will be there.

Since I have the confidence of the others,

it'll be simple for me to have Batson sent to any place that we may--

Afternoon, gentlemen. Hello, Billy.

Hello, Billy. Hello, Betty!

I thought you were going to prevent the Scorpion from getting Carlyle's lens!

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Fisher. I tried to--

Billy did all he could, Mr. Fisher, and you might remember...

that his efforts are also for your benefit.

My benefit? Please. Let's not lose our tempers.

Yes, gentlemen. We mustn't get rattled.

Howell and Carlyle are both dead.

And each of us can look forward to the same violent end...

as long as the Scorpion remains unknown and at large.

You're quite right. But the problem still remains.

- What are we going to do? - Destroy the remaining lenses.

And deprive the world of the most revolutionary device in history?

- I can never agree to that. - [ Door Opening ]

I'm sorry to be so late, but I believe...

I've made an important discovery.

The sign of the Scorpion!

- Where did you get it? - At Carlyle's.

I was going through his study in the hope of finding a clue,

and found this on the floor.

What do you make of it, Lang?

I know only one man in this country who might have such a collection.

He's Chan Lal, the oriental curio dealer.

If Chan Lal has such a collection,

the Scorpion must have got this from him.

But suppose this Chan Lal is working for the Scorpion.

In that case, if one of us goes to his shop to investigate,

it'll only put him on his guard.

Billy could go. No one would suspect him.

Well, that's fine with me. I'll go right now.

I wanted to go downtown, Mr. Malcolm, if you don't need me anymore.

Oh, certainly, Betty. Run along.

[ Door Closes ]

Where are you headed for, Betty?

I got the license number of that truck the Scorpion's men were in yesterday.

And I want to go down to the motor vehicle department to find out who the owner is.

Good. You get all the dope you can on it, and we'll talk it over...

when I get back from Chan's.

[ Whistles ] That was close.

I wonder if that was deliberate. Wait here.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Engine Revving ]

I'm beginning to wonder about him. Me too.

But we'll have to wait till we get to the bottom of these clues.

Chan Lal?

Yes. [ Chuckles ] You startled me.

A thousand pardons.

What can I do for you?

Do you recognize this?

Why, certainly!

Where did you get it?

I, uh, found it. Who'd you sell it to?

Sell it? Never.

My collection is intact.

This must be an imitation.

Are you sure? Well, to end all doubts...

suppose we go down to the vault...

and check through the collection? All right.

Tie him up and gag him. Lock him in the vault.

I'll phone Barnett. He'll be securely guarded.

Mr. Carter? Yes, what is it?

I understand that you rented a truck recently.

License number 6W-721.

Yes. Can you tell me who rented it?

That's what I'd like to know.

The truck hasn't come back yet.

And the driver gave me a phony name.

Oh, I see. Well, thank you very much.

[ Tires Squealing ]

[ Screeching ] Hey, Carter.

Come on upstairs.

[ Tires Continue Screeching ]

- [ Man ] How'd you make out? - We got that Batson kid for sure this time.

He's locked up in Chan Lal's vault.

What are they going to do? Barnett's going down there to take care of him.

I'll see if he's there now.

Someone's on the extension.

Get that car movin'.

[ Tires Screeching ]

Come on out, sister. You're not leaving just yet.

Take her upstairs. I'll get hold of the Scorpion...

and see what he wants to do with her.

Hello, Chan. Where's Batson? Safe in the vault.

[ Banging ]

[ Ringing ] Hello?

Yes. He just came in.

For you, Barnett. Yes?

Shazam!

No, you better take care of her there.

Yeah. Make it look like an accident.

[ Hanging Up Phone ] My men just captured the Wallace girl.

Looks like a lucky day for the Scorpion.

The day isn't over yet.

Where's Miss Wallace? Where's Miss Wallace?

Talk fast, or I'll--

All right. All right, I'll tell ya.

She's at the "N" Street Garage. Near 4th Avenue.

Keep an eye on her.

Well? What do we do with her?

Barnett says we gotta get rid of her, and make it look like an accident.

Well, I've got some paint remover.

I could give her a whiff of that, load her in the car...

and turn it loose down the ramp.

That'll do it.

[ Car Starting ]