All language subtitles for Adventures of Superman - 05x04 - The Tomb of Zaharan

NARRATOR:
The Adventures of Superman.

Faster than a speeding bullet.

More powerful
than a locomotive.

Able to leap tall buildings
at a single bound.

MAN 1: Look! Up in the sky!
MAN 2: It's a bird!

WOMAN: It's a plane!
MAN 3: It's Superman!

NARRATOR:
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.

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Quiet, please.
Genius at work.

Oh-ho. At what work,
may I ask?

I was learning to type
with my eyes closed.

Oh. Oh, oh.

"The quick brine fox
jumpled the lazy dig."

Oh, that's pretty good, Clark.

Uh, what language
are you trying for?

The chief's liable to come up
with a few new words himself

if we don't get in there.

Oh, that's right. He wanted
to see us right away.

Oh? What about?

I don't know. But it's
one of his mysterious days.

Come on.
I see.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Come in.

Now, which one of you
knows anything

about the secret
cult of Zaharan?

Whatever it is,
I didn't do it.

Modern education.

Don't they teach you anything
but finger painting?

But, chief, uh,
the secret cult of Zaharan?

It's a new one
on me, too, sir.

Well, for your information,

it's an ancient
Near East culture.

That book
covers it completely.

It says here the tribe
goes back 10,000 years.

"Even to this day,
survivors of the race

believe firmly in
their ancient superstitions."

But what's this got to do
with the Daily Planet, sir?

In exactly one hour,
Abdul Ben Bay and Ali Zing

arrive in Metropolis, the
last stop on their world tour.

Rumor says that
they belong to this cult.

Oh, yes, I remember
reading a dispatch about them

several months ago.

Seems nobody knows
what they're up to.

They refuse to grant
any sort of an interview.

And they wear enough jewels
to sink a battleship.

Exactly.

You want us to get
the interview?

Exactly.
And if we don't?

Exactly.

We'll do our best.

Miss Lane,

it might help
if you'd wear this.

What is it?

I borrowed it from
Professor Walter's collection.

It's supposed to be
an ancient Zaharan relic.

If you wear it, it might
attract their attention,

get them talking.

Uh, jeepers, what if it
has something to do

with all this
superstition stuff?

Oh, come off it, Jim.

We're in the 20th century.

I know that.

But do Mr. Abdul
and Mr. Zing?

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You have to think faster,
my friend.

Abdul and Zing
will be here shortly.

Yes, yes, I know. We've followed
them around the world

waiting for the chance,
and still it hasn't come.

The jewels which they wear
on their turbans

would make us rich men
if we could get them.

There's only one way.
We must strike boldly.

But I am not a very bold man.

In fact, sometimes I wonder
how I ever became a thief.

Ah, but now is our chance
to become great thieves.

You have a plan?

Yes. Listen well.

We will be at the airport
when they arrive.

They will have their guards
with them as usual.

Their guards.

If we could only
get rid of them.

But that is your job.

You'll create a disturbance.

Steal something.

Pick somebody's pocket.

But make sure
the victim knows it.

That would ruin
my professional standing.

It is our only chance.
You will try to escape.

And the guards will chase me.

Yes.

Then you will leave the rest
to me.

I will take them
boldly and quietly by surprise.

And they will take me
boldly and quietly to jail.

They will merely deport you.
It does not matter.

A stain on my character.

But, as you say,
it is our only chance.

Come, we must hurry.

Well. Looks like
we're right on time.

The flight's in.

Looks like somebody else
is here to meet them too.

They don't look
very friendly, do they?

I'd sure hate to meet them
in a dark bazaar.

They are a little sinister
at that, aren't they?

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Well, after all, Clark,
you don't have to stare at them.

Hm?

Oh, I-I'm sorry, Lois,

but I remember reading about
Abdul and Zing.

They're supposed to both
be wearing a fortune in jewels.

Stop worrying, Clark.

Nothing's gonna happen here
in broad daylight.

Well, I guess
you're right.

But I think I'll just check with
the security officer anyway.

Might be interesting.
Excuse me.

This had better get us
an interview,

or the chief
will blow a fuse.

Here they come,
Miss Lane.

Jimmy, the pendant.
Stop! Thief! Help!

After him.

They'll get him, Miss Lane.

The jewels, gentlemen,
quickly and quietly.

No. No, they are sacred.

The jewels,
or I shoot.

We must do as he says.

[BULLETS RICOCHET]

Take care of him.

We have heard of you
even in our own country.

A thousand thanks
be heaped upon you.

We are
your humble servants.

If there is anything
we can do...

Well, gentlemen, there's nothing
you can do for me.

But I have two young friends
from the Daily Planet.

And they'd be very grateful
if you'd give them an interview.

Of course,
it is the least--

We can do.

Well, thank you very much.

Uh, let's find a roo--

A place to talk?

Certainly.

Oh, by the way,
where's Superman?

Oh, he must have--
Left.

[CHUCKLES]

Is it true
this is really

nothing more than
a pleasure trip?

I wish it were more exciting,
Miss Lane.

For the sake
of your story.

What I wanna know is
about this Zaharan business.

It is the tribe
of our ancestors.

Hi.
Hi, Clark.

Uh, this is Mr. Abdul
and Mr. Zing.

How do you do?
This is Mr. Kent.

Mr. Kent.
Gentlemen.

You're a little late, Clark.

Superman got the interview
exclusively for Jimmy and me.

Well, this isn't the first time
you two have scooped me.

What I don't understand,
Mr. Kent,

is how did Superman
happen to be here?

Well, Jimmy,
I, uh, told you.

I read about the jewels
in the paper,

and I assume Superman
did the same thing

and sort of came around
to keep an eye on things.

Well, that's fine.
Now, uh, goodbye, Mr. Kent.

Oh, not until
I return your pendant.

They caught the thief.

Oh, thank you.

What's the matter?

That scarab, it is--

Extraordinary.

Is that the one
you were wearing?

Well, I was until
the thief came along.

May we see it, please?

Why, certainly.

Oh, uh, did I mention
this is our story?

Well, yes, Lois,
but I thought I'd--

Uh, we can manage,
thank you.

Very well.

The chief was right.
They sure seem interested.

It is indeed--

Very beautiful.

Yes, it is.

You have been most gracious,
Miss Lane.

Tonight, we leave for Beldad,
the capital of our country.

And from there, we move on to
supervise a secret excavation.

We'd be glad
if you came.

And covered the story
as our guests.

A secret excavation?

Well, golly, this is a chance
I've always dreamed of.

You will come with us?

Why, yes, of course.

Oh, that is, if Mr. Olsen
can come too.

I'm sure our boss
will be happy to let us go.

Naturally, you will
want photographs.

The plane leaves at 7:30.

We will meet you here.

There's just
one small request.

That you wear the pendant.

I'd wear the Rock of Gibraltar
for this.

Seven-thirty, then.

Aren't you excited, Jim?

You bet I am.

Clark, you're just jealous
because you weren't invited.

Lois, I think you know better
than that.

Now, what do we know about
these two characters after all?

And what about this
secret excavation business?

What's that all about?

If we knew,
it wouldn't be secret.

I don't see anything
wrong with it, Clark.

And it could be
a great feature.

Well, you're the boss, chief,
but I just don't like it.

Jeepers, Mr. Kent,
if there's any trouble,

don't forget,
I'll be there.

You will not only be there.

The chances are 10-to-1
you will have started it.

Sometimes, the faith you have
in me is frightening.

Well, you just remember to
bring back some good pictures.

You can count on me, chief.

Sir.

Then we can go?

Yes, yes, so we can have
a little peace and quiet

around here for a week or two.

Now, listen to me,
you two.

I want you
to promise me something.

I want you to watch your step
and not take any chances.

For your peace of mind,
Clark,

I promise
we'll file a dispatch

the minute we arrive
in Beldad.

You do that.
Okay.

Ready, Jim?

Ready, Miss Lane.

PERRY:
Uh, Mr. Olsen.

Yes, sir?

If you intend to bring back
some pictures,

it might be a good idea
to take your equipment with you.

Yes, sir.

Uh, thank you, sir.

Well, have a nice trip, sir.

You're the one
who's going away!

I know.

[SIGHS]

You know, those two
could drive you crazy.

Oh, well, maybe they'll
fall in the river

and get eaten by crocodiles

or get lost in the desert
or something, but--

But, Clark,
you don't really think

there'll be any trouble,
do you?

Well, you can call it a hunch,
chief, but I really do.

Well,

we can't do anything
about it now.

They'll be in Beldad
in 36 hours.

Uh, Chief, I, uh,
haven't wanted to mention this,

but I haven't been feeling
very well lately,

and I wonder if I could
have a few days off now,

from my vacation, of course.

My boy, you and I are going
to be very busy all night

and probably all day tomorrow,

getting out that dummy
for the anniversary number.

There'll be plenty of time to
talk about vacations later on.

Yes, sir.

And to think,
we'd almost given up.

Fate has indeed
been kind to us.

But are you sure?

That they will come with us?

Yes. I see them now.

What of the boy?

He will be a problem,
but no sacrifice--

Is too great. Even his.

Ah. You have arrived.

A great adventure
is about to begin.

I still
can hardly believe it.

You will when you smell
the incense.

What incense?

Ah, he speaks of the exciting
air of the Far East.

Yes, of course.

I wonder how we'll feel
a couple of weeks from now

when we're back here
getting off the plane.

I wouldn't worry about that,
Miss Lane.

Shall we--?
Go?

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And over there is
the mosque of Mohammed Ali.

Jeepers, it looks like
they copied everything

right out of those pictures
in my old geography book.

Is it really as mysterious
as they say, Mr. Zing?

I shall have to leave that
to your judgment, Miss Lane.

[TIRES SQUEAL]

Hey, the sign says
Beldad's that way.

We are not going to Beldad.

But our dispatch.

I told you we promised to send
one as soon as we got there.

We have instructed
one of our messengers

to send a dispatch in your name.

But you can't do that.

We demand the opportunity
to send our own dispatch.

And when we demand something--

We very seldom
get it.

This is ridiculous. I don't
know what you're doing,

but you'll never
get away with it.

We mean you no harm.
You must believe that.

It'd be easier to believe...

if you'd put that gun away.

I hate to admit it, Jim,
but looks like Clark was right.

I think we've done it again.

But, golly, Miss Lane,
what would they want with us?

Unless the chief hired them
to get rid of us.

It is not for money
we do this thing, rather--

For the sake of Zaharan.

Zaharan? I never did like
the sound of that word.

I bet this necklace
has something to do with it.

That, Miss Lane,

is the sacred scarab
of the queen of Zaharan.

Oh, she can gladly
have it back.

She already has,
Miss Lane.

You mean,
you think I'm--?

Exactly.
You are the queen of Zaharan.

How do you do,
Your Majesty.

This is no joking matter, Jim.

I will explain briefly.
Our queen's name was--

Uh, excuse me, is.
--Nephridius.

Five thousand and twenty-six
years ago,

she fell into a deep sleep
in the tomb of Zaharan.

She was wearing that scarab.

And it was prophesied that she
would awaken 5000 years later

and would be identified
by that scarab.

Then she should've awakened
26 years ago.

And that's exactly
how old you are, Miss Lane.

The prophesy of Zaharan
works in strange ways.

A thousand years later,

thieves broke into the tomb
and stole our queen.

That was the reason
for our trip.

To find the woman
wearing the sacred scarab.

Who is our queen.

But it can't be.

Well, you've made
an awful mistake.

Jeepers, Miss Lane,

you don't look a day
over 3000 years old.

Some day, Miss Lane,
Your Majesty,

you will thank us
for bringing you home.

Chief, take a look
at this dispatch from Beldad.

"Good trip, stop.
Safe arrival, stop.

"Proceeding to destination,
stop. End dispatch, stop.

Olsen and Lane."

Well, now, do you believe
everything's all right?

Just the opposite.
Take another look.

Lois and Jimmy
didn't write that dispatch.

You're a little groggy.
You haven't had enough sleep.

No, look. Look at this.

It says, "End dispatch."
They wouldn't write that.

You've got a point there, Kent.

They'd have have used
a newspaper term, "30."

Right, which means someone else
sent it for them.

Someone may have abducted them.

I'll bet that scarab
had something to do with this.

Call the police,
put it in their laps.

Wait a minute, I've got a few
angles I want to try myself.

No, you don't.
You'll stay here.

Now, you wait a minute, chief.

Lois and Jimmy
mean a lot more to me

than any anniversary edition.

Well, nothing left for me to do
but to fire myself.

There it is,
Your Majesty.

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Your home for who knows how many
thousands of years.

I, uh-- I hope you like it,
Miss Lane.

I'll drop by
to see you occasionally.

You will come, too,
Mr. Olsen.

Perhaps you were
one of her slaves.

We shall
soon find out.

We'd better do as they say,
Jim.

Please, into the car.

You're both in enough trouble
as it is.

But if you help me out,

things may be
a little easier for you.

We know nothing.

Well, you knew about
the visitors from Zaharan.

What were they really up to?

We know nothing.

Well, what about the scarab?

It's green.
Naturally, it's a beetle.

It has a large eye
in the middle of its forehead.

The scarab of Nephridius?
Our queen has returned.

Nephridius, your queen?
Who is she?

She has come back to rule
from the tomb of Zaharan.

The tomb of Zaharan,
where's that?

It is--
Say no more.

Nothing must prevent
the return of our queen.

Now, look, you two.

This is just a lot
of ancient superstition.

There may be lives at stake.

We know nothing.

Jailer.

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Jimmy, we've got to think
of something.

What I'm thinking now
wouldn't be of any help.

Never fear,
Your Highness.

No one will steal you
from the tomb.

Right now, I'd welcome
a burglar with open arms.

We shall enter.

I still remember
my manners.

Uh, ladies first.

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Does it look familiar,
Your Majesty?

How could it?
I'm not Your Majesty.

My editor just borrowed
this silly thing for the day.

But you were wearing it.
That is enough. It is fate.

Never fear.

The incense will return your
former life and your memory.

Then you will be happy.

I'd be happier
if I were back home,

sitting down to dinner
with my dear old mother.

That will pass.

Fortunately, you are not human
like we poor mortals.

You can live without food,
without air.

Without food and air?

Of course.

Now you will be
made ready.

But I'm not your queen.
Hey, you can't do this.

I'm-- I'm not. I'm not.
No, let me go.

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Do either one of you
speak English?

I'm not your queen.
This is ridiculous.

If you think I'm gonna
put these on, you're crazy.

A-and that's all I know.
So I've come to you.

I must find
this tomb of Zaharan.

I have heard of the tomb,
but I do not know where it is.

Well, can't you find out?
There's no time to lose.

I will try.

But we are a civilized people,
Mr. Kent.

I frankly cannot believe
all you have told me.

And I can't
believe it either.

Hello? Give me the director
of the museum.

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[DOORS OPENING]

Jimmy.

Miss Lane.

Mr. Abdul and Mr. Zing,

I know you don't mean
to hurt us, and--

And this is for the good
of your people and your country.

And I do wanna help you.

But I'm not your queen.

You will be soon,
Your Highness.

It's too late,
Miss Lane.

You were destined
for nobility.

ZING:
That is the sacred incense.

You need only breathe it
for a little while.

And your former life and memory
will be restored.

And I promised my mother
I wouldn't smoke.

The only thing your incense
is gonna do is smother us.

Why, we won't last an hour.

You will last forever,
good queen.

And now, we poor mortals must
leave before we choke to death.

Please, let us out!

[GRUNTS]

Don't leave us here!

Jimmy, what are we gonna do?

All we can do is hope
they're right, Miss Lane.

Yes. Yes, I thank you.

That was the director
of the museum.

He told me where
to locate the tomb.

Well, good,
can you show me?

It is here.

Aha. Now, can you get
some police there in a hurry?

This little adventure
intrigues me.

I personally will fly there
in a police plane.

Good, I'll meet you there.

But how will you get there?

Well, I've arranged
my own transportation.

[���]

Jimmy, the grate.

[COUGHING]

Ow! Are you beginning to--?

Beginning to feel
like a queen, Miss Lane?

Well, no, I'm not, Jimmy.
I still feel like Lois Lane.

She feels awful.

[GRUNTS]

It's no use, Miss Lane.

[BOTH COUGHING]

We've only got
a few minutes left.

It's been nice
working with you.

Same here, Jim.

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Oh, Superman,
it's good to see you.

And it's good to see you too.

How is the little queen?
Feeling better?

Please, don't ever
say that word again.

Golly, Superman.

Hello, Jimmy.
You're back with us?

We'll have you back
in Metropolis in no time.

Jeepers, it'll be good to s-see
the chief's scowling face again.

[CHUCKLES]

But, Superman, how did you know
and how did you find us?

Well, it seems Clark Kent
did a little detective work.

Oh, you'll see him in Beldad.
In Beldad?

Mm-hm. He flew in with me.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING OVERHEAD]

Well, looks like
you'll be riding back

with the police captain.

I'm sorry it's not as romantic
as camelback.

Huh. Thank you.

I've had enough Near East
atmosphere for a long time.

[���]

Look, the tomb of Zaharan
has been opened.

Our queen must be gone.

Do not worry.
The incense worked.

She became the queen again.

Only she could move
such a stone.

And whatever she does now
is for the good of Zaharan.

The scarab.

A sure sign she will return
one of these centuries.

Yes. Our work is done.

Incredible, Kent.
I don't believe it.

[DOOR OPENS]

Now, do you believe it?

Oh, no. What have I done
to deserve this?

Well, I think
I look pretty snappy, chief,

considering I'm 5026 years old.

It's sure good
to see you again, chief.

Don't call me chief.

And go get dressed,
both of you.

Yes, sir.

Shalom.

Chief.

PERRY:
Oh, go on.
Get out. Get out.

Just out of curiosity,

what is that
that Olsen left here?

Oh, I think it was
very considerate of him.

What is it?

Well, it's a copy
of a Beldad newspaper.

Of course,
it's in Arabic.

But naturally you speak Arabic,
don't you, chief?

Yes, I speak Arabic.

"Ibbidy, dibbidy,
yabbidy, magaloo."

Which means,
"You get out of here too."

Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.

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