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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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Come in.

Howdy.

The young lady downstairs told me to come right along up.

Yes, we've been expecting you.

Uh, Mr. Pebble, isn't it?

That's right, pardner.

Harrison Pebble.

Former penniless prospector,

now middling rich ex-prospector

hankering to enjoy life a little

and help them as deserves it.

It's very nice to meet you, Mr. Pebble.

These are two of my associates,

Miss Lane, Mr. Olsen.

Hello, sir. How do you do, Mr. Pebble?

Well, I do fine, Miss Lane, just fine.

You know, it's a great pleasure to meet people like you, but...

I was sorta hoping Superman would be here like I asked.

One of our reporters, Clark Kent,

said he would try to contact Superman.

He should be here very shortly.

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Well, I sure hope he shows up.

You can set your watch on it, Mr. Pebble.

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In the way I see it, he's got exactly two seconds.

Oh, Superman, this is Mr. Pebble.

He says he has some important business to discuss.

Mr. Pebble, sir. Howdy.

You know, I've heard a heap about you, uh--

I never thought I'd get to shake your hand.

Well, I'll get right to the point.

Now, I know this here newspaper, and-- And you too,

take interest in the Children's Camp Fund.

Well, nobody does more for the Camp Fund than Superman.

Well, that's what I mean. I aim to help too.

That's very generous of you.

You'll make a lot of youngsters very happy.

It's wonderful.

PEBBLE: Well, heck, I don't want no credit.

I got this big piece of land. Figure it'd make a good campsite

for the kids to have their vacation at.

Well, I'm sure the committee would be very interested, sir.

And the site's important, very important indeed.

But our main problem is money.

See, we need money to build such a camp.

Oh, I know.

But I figured this campsite would be self-supporting.

See, there's a good silver mine right on the property.

[SUPERMAN LAUGHS]

Which in your honor, sir,

I have named the Superman Silver Mine.

Hey, Dan, get this.

Says here in the paper how some joker

give a whole silver mine to a bunch of kids.

Jeez. That's stupid.

What are a bunch of kids gonna do with a silver mine?

Yeah. Better he should give it to us, huh?

Ah, we could sure use it.

We haven't had anything good going for a long time now.

Tell me. "Coffee and" three times a day.

Hey, Dan.

You think maybe we're slipping?

I mean, you know, like,

getting honest or something?

Don't be silly.

Says here the guy struck it rich

after 30 years as a prospector.

Took hisself a fancy apartment in the Brentwood,

bought hisself a big car.

Oh, man. That guy's really living it up.

Bully for him.

Hey, Dan.

How about you and me becoming prospectors, huh?

Don't be silly. That's work.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Bought hisself a television set too.

Huh. Lois Lane--

that's the news dame wrote this article

--she says this guy never seen television before.

Boris, why don't you read the comics...

to yourself.

I don't know.

There's a picture of the guy in here,

and he looks real familiar to me.

Look...

Don't that look like somebody we might know?

Huh?

Of course that looks like somebody we know, lamebrain.

That looks like me with a mustache.

Hey, that's right.

Hey, you could be his brother.

Or him. Heh.

You know, it looks like our luck

might be taking a change for the better.

Yeah.

[KNOCK ON DOOR] [HOOFS CLOMPING ON TV]

[TURNS OFF]

You Mr. Pebble?

Well, I was yesterday and the day before.

I guess I still am.

Come on in, son.

Well, state your business. Yeah.

Height can't be more than a quarter of an inch off.

What are you, about 5'11"?

I'm 5'11" and a quarter. Yeah, that's like I said.

Weight looks about right too.

Uh, maybe 175?

Hundred and seventy-six. Close enough.

Look, if you're figuring on selling me clothes,

I don't need any.

Blue eyes, sandy hair.

You know, you couldn't be righter.

Okay, let's go. Where?

Out.

You and me are gonna take a little ride.

I'm sorry. I been planning on catching up

on some television watching.

Good day, sir.

Shall we go?

Guess we'd better. Yeah.

Better put the door on the latch too.

Somebody might like to come in here.

And remember, this gun can

shoot right through my pocket.

Okay, you first.

Nice story, Lois.

Good, warm human-interest stuff.

Oh, well, thank you, Clark.

Only one thing wrong with it, however.

Wrong? Mm-hm.

You neglected to say where

the Superman Silver Mine is located.

Mr. Pebble didn't tell us where it is.

Yeah, I know.

How do you know? You weren't even there.

Well, I know he, uh. couldn't have told you.

Otherwise you'd have reported it.

Mm-hm. Of course. Remarkable deduction.

Thank you.

Don't you think it would be a talented idea

if you found out where it's located?

Might be. Mm-hm.

Would you mind handing me that phone book?

A pleasure. Thank you.

Well, let's see, he's living at the Brentwood, uh...

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[PHONE RINGS]

Pebble speaking.

Who?

Lois Lane?

Why, sure, Miss Lane.

What can I do for you?

Come on, keep moving. Move!

[SIGHS]

Well, here you are, Mr. Pebble. Home sweet home.

You mean, you're fixing to put me up in there?

Hey, you catch on quick.

Let's go. Come on.

Let's don't keep the bats waiting.

Here, make yourself useful. Hold this.

In.

I'll, uh-- I'll bring you some food later.

If I don't forget.

[CHUCKLES]

[LOCK CLICKS]

Yes.

Well, thank you, Mr. Pebble, it was nice talking to you.

Goodbye.

So where's the mine located?

I still don't know.

He said there was some legal hocus-pocus to attend to.

Well, that could be.

Oh, I guess so.

But yesterday...

he said he was looking forward

to watching television for the first time in his life.

Well, you asked him how he liked it, what did he say?

He said he was watching all his favorite programs.

If you've never seen television, how can you have favorites?

If you've never seen TV, they can all be favorites.

Oh, maybe.

I don't know.

Well, I wouldn't worry about it, Lois.

I just didn't like the way he was talking.

He's eccentric. Forget it.

I guess so.

[LOCK RATTLING]

And a very good morning to you, dear old dad.

What's good about it? And, look, don't call me dad.

I don't want anybody to think I'm related to you.

Oh, now, that's no way to talk.

Look. I brought you some breakfast.

Oh, I can use it. I worked up a good appetite

having nothing to do for 24 hours but--

Ah! Not so fast.

First, you gotta tell me where is that Superman Silver Mine.

Well, I been hungry before.

Oh.

Thick roast beef sandwiches.

Juicy apple pie.

Steaming hot coffee. Steaming hot coffee?

Yeah. And I might even get you a blanket out of the car.

I might.

Like I said, I been hungry before.

I've been cold too.

Okay.

So you don't want the grub or the blanket.

Sure I do. I want it real bad.

There's something I want more.

I want them poor kids to get that summer camp.

Well, I'm sorry you see it that way,

but, uh, maybe you'll change your mind in a week...

or two.

Look, you wouldn't leave me that long without food?

Without food...

or water.

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[LOCK CLANGS]

This Mr. Pebble you did a story on,

are you, uh-- Are you sure he's legitimate?

Well, he seemed very sincere and very likeable.

Yes. Why do you ask, Bill?

Because he bears a striking resemblance

to a pretty smooth character named Dan Dobey.

A crook?

We've never been able to get anything on him,

but we do know a couple of things about him.

He has a sidekick named Boris something-or-other

on whom we don't even have a picture.

And Dobey has a plate in his head.

That's a funny place to keep a plate.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, this one's a metal plate, Jimmy,

to replace part of his skull

which was smashed in an automobile accident.

I still wonder about him.

Now wait a minute, everybody.

Here's a perfectly nice guy

who's making a very generous contribution to the Camp Fund.

Which the Camp Fund hasn't yet received.

Because of some very ordinary legal steps to be taken.

He seemed like a very nice man.

Yes. He probably is.

I guess it's just the nature

of policemen to be suspicious.

Well, anyone for lunch?

Thought you'd never spring. I'd like to go.

Oh, Jim, if you don't mind,

I'd like to talk to you.

Okay.

So long, Inspector Henderson, Mr. Kent.

Bye now. Bye.

Ooh, that Clark Kent.

Sometimes he can't smell a story right under his own nose.

You think there's some connection

between Mr. Pebble and this Dobey.

I don't know what the connection is, Jim,

but that's exactly what I think.

Uh, if Dobey and Mr. Pebble were the same person,

you could tell by the plate.

Well, sure, if you could see it.

Why couldn't you see it?

Because the scalp grows over, and the hair covers it.

Oh.

I'm going out and pay Mr. Pebble a nice, friendly visit.

Wanna come along? What for?

For company.

And who knows, I might need a little protection.

Well, when you appeal to my chivalrous instinct,

I can't resist.

Shall we go?

[BUZZER BUZZES]

You expecting somebody?

I don't know. See who it is.

Hey, ain't you forgetting something? What?

Your mustache, Mr. Pebble.

How do you do? We don't want any.

Good, because we don't have any.

Is Mr. Pebble in?

Who wants to know?

Well, I'm Lois Lane, this is Jimmy Olsen.

We're from the Daily Planet.

Howdy, folks. Well, how do you do, Mr. Pebble?

Won't you come in and set a spell? Mm-hm.

Oh, this here's my buddy.

Uh, my name is Bor--

--Delaise.

JIMMY: Bordelaise?

Isn't that a French sauce or something?

Yeah, his grandpappy on his mother's side was French.

My granddad was Swedish,

but they don't call me smorgasbord.

Jimmy. How do you do?

Hi. Hello, Mr. Bordelaise.

Why don't you rustle up

something cool to drink

for these nice folks.

Oh, yeah. Sit down.

Take a load off your feet.

Well, thank you.

That's a very interesting mustache you have, Mr. Pebble.

DOBEY: Why, thank you.

You don't see many like that around these days.

No, I reckon not.

It's a-- It's a relic of the old West.

Thinking about shaving it off.

Oh, I wouldn't if I were you.

It's very becoming.

You really think so?

I certainly do.

The only thing is you've got it on a little crooked.

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You shouldn't have done that, Miss Lane.

What are you up to, Mr. Dobey?

Nothing you're ever gonna be able to tell anybody about.

Well, this fella Dobey just took over my identity?

That's right. Far as everyone knows, he's you.

He's living it up pretty good too,

with your apartment, bank account, car.

Well, there's one thing he hasn't got.

That's the Superman Silver Mine.

There's one thing we haven't got:

that's a way to get out of here.

That crack in the roof...

it's large enough to let some air in...

but it's not large enough to get out of.

Hey.

How about if we take the oil out of this lamp

and burn the door down?

We'd suffocate before we got out of here.

Well, that's for sure.

Well...if we don't turn up,

someone's bound to start looking for us.

Well, I just hope it's pretty soon.

I feel like I never had nothing to eat or drink in my life.

You've been here longer than we have.

You know, you must be starved.

All you have to do is tell them where that mine is.

No, I'm against telling long as I can hold out.

Good for you.

I don't wanna see Dobey get that mine

any more than you do.

Besides, as long as you don't tell,

you have something he wants to know,

and he'll keep you around.

If you tell him,

I don't know how long any of us will be around.

[KNOCK]

Come in.

Oh, good morning, Bill.

Morning, Kent.

And what brings you out so nice and bright and early?

A call from Jimmy Olsen's mother.

Jimmy wasn't home all night.

He wasn't?

Well, that's not like Jimmy at all.

Not a phone call or anything. She seems pretty worried.

Well, I don't blame her. I am too.

When was the last time you saw him?

You remember, Bill. Yesterday, when you took me to lunch,

we left him here with Lois, didn't we?

Yeah.

Do you suppose Lois knows anything about it?

We'll find out in a hurry.

Ask Miss Lane to step into my office right away,

will you, please?

She hasn't?

And you can't get her at home either?

I see. Well, thank you very much.

Maybe she's on her way in, Bill.

Then again, maybe she's with young Olsen.

Wherever that is.

You know, I have a hunch somehow that, uh,

Dobey's mixed up in this.

Now, what makes you think that?

Well, you remember she seemed to smell something fishy.

Maybe they went to track down a story--

I know, I know.

You're concerned about Dobey and Pebble looking alike.

Except for the mustache, they're dead ringers.

Yes. But they won't have the same fingerprints.

Unless they're the same person, of course.

Unfortunately, Dobey has never even been fingerprinted.

I told you he was a pretty slick customer.

But you do know he has a metal plate in his head.

Sure.

[SLAMS DESK]

Now, let's assume that Pebble and Dobey

are two different people.

If I arrest Pebble, and take him down to headquarters

and x-ray his skull,

he's got a great case of false arrest against us.

Not if he's a legitimate person.

Still, Pebble could be a real phony.

Did it occur to you that he made this generous contribution

to the Camp Fund

simply for conversation?

By golly, you're right, Bill.

He never did give us the location of the mine

or even give us a deed to it. Correct.

But there's still no reason for him to wanna harm Lois or Jimmy.

Not unless they stumbled on something

that might get in the way of his plans.

Hm. I think I'll just pay a little call on Mr. Pebble.

If he is Pebble, he won't have a metal plate in his head.

If he's Dobey, or Pebble and Dobey, he will.

How are you gonna find out?

Hit him on the head to see if it rings,

or use your x-ray vision like Superman?

Well, one way or the other. One way or the other.

[CHUCKLES] Wanna come along?

No, thanks. I've got a date with the commissioner.

But keep me informed. Oh, I sure will.

I wanna find out more about that mine myself.

Good morning.

Mr. Pebble in? Who's asking?

Clark Kent. I'm from the Daily Planet.

Oh. Yeah, I see. Uh...

Well, my name's, um-- Uh, Bordelaise.

I'm a-- I'm a buddy of his.

Oh, I see. How do you do, Mr. Bordelaise?

I thought I'd drop in and pass the time with Mr. Pebble.

Is he in?

Yeah, well, he's still asleep.

Why don't you come back later.

I would, but I know he'll get up any minute

after all those years of prospector's hours.

[SIGHS]

What is that? T-that, uh--

Uh-- Uh--

That's a--

Oh, uh, th-that's a lock from his donkey's mane. Heh.

Yeah, yeah. Mr. Pebble's a sentimental guy.

He's very sentimental.

He must be. Also very stylish.

He's the only prospector I ever heard of

that had a donkey to match his mustache.

[CHUCKLES] Uh...

He's probably waking up. Why don't I take a look.

Why don't you just go do that. Yeah.

Boss. Boss, put this on, quick.

There's a guy out there named Clark Kent.

He says he's from the Daily Planet.

Is it on straight? Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

Do I know him? I mean, does Pebble know him?

Well, I don't think so.

Pebble told me the only guys he met down at the paper

were Perry White, that Lane girl,

a kid named Jimmy Olsen and Superman.

Good.

Howdy, Mr. Kent.

I've heard a lot about you. I'm glad to make your acquaintance.

Howdy. I just thought I'd drop in and say hello.

Well, I'm right glad you did.

Have a seat.

Well, thank you very much, sir, but I just have a minute.

Oh, that's too bad.

Well, how are your friends:

that young Olsen and pretty Miss Lane?

Well, they were just fine...

the last time I saw them.

Well, say howdy to them for me.

Oh, I'll do that, Mr. Pebble. I-- I'll just do that.

Oh, just one more thing. The Superman Silver Mine--

That's the sweetest mine you ever saw.

Well, I imagine it is.

But that's the trouble, I've never seen it.

Since you were generous enough to donate to the Camp Fund,

well, the directors are sort of wondering

when they're gonna receive their deed.

Now don't fret none about that.

I'm having the papers drew up right now.

Oh, I'm very glad to hear that, sir.

And one more thing.

Uh, what's the location of the mine?

Oh, it's out there in the hills.

The prettiest mine you ever saw.

I'll just bet it is.

I'll be seeing you, sir.

Well...so long, pardner.

So long...

Mr. Pebble.

How'd it go, boss?

Not so good. I think he smelled a rat. Oh.

Hey, boss, you shouldn't talk that way about me,

or even yourself.

Anyway, we'd better get moving fast.

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Jimmy, I-- I think he's got a fever.

If I had some water, I think I could make it.

How do you feel, Miss Lane?

Oh, pretty awful, Jim, but not as bad as Mr. Pebble.

You know, he's been here a lot longer.

I think you ought to tell them where the mine is,

for your own sake.

No, I said those kids was gonna get that summer camp,

and they're gonna get it.

As long as I can breathe.

[ENGINE STARTS]

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[EXHALES]

I'm gonna give the old duffer

one more chance to tell us where the mine is.

I don't know, he's a pretty stubborn old cuss.

What if he won't tell?

Then I stop asking.

You know, after all, even without the mine,

he's not exactly poor.

And now I'm Mr. Pebble.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, what happens to him and them two reporters?

What usually happens when you leave people

without anything to eat or drink long enough.

Oh, yeah.

[SIGHS]

LOIS: Superman. JIMMY: Boy, are we glad to see you.

Only one Mr. Pebble. The real one.

The phony one just ran down that hill.

Oh.

Aren't you gonna chase him?

I don't think that'll be necessary, Jimmy.

I think this should do the trick very nicely.

It looks like a magnet.

Well, it will be as soon as I magnetize it.

Golly. Well, that's the first time

I ever saw anybody captured by a magnet.

Well, Jimmy, that was because

of the metal plate in his head.

You know, I reckon I owe you a whole bushel of thanks.

If it hadn't been for you,

I'd have told them where the mine is.

Incidentally, Mr. Pebble, just where is this mine?

Well, if them crooks had spent more time digging

and less time starving us, they'd have found it.

We're standing on it.

Here? Right here.

[ALL LAUGH]

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NARRATOR: Don't miss the next thrill-packed episode

in the amazing Adventures of Superman.

Superman is based on the original character

appearing in Superman magazine.