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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: 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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[♪♪♪]

[GLASS SHATTERS]

What're ya doin', Little Jack?

How many times have I told ya?

There ain't no flies this time of the year.

Just keepin' in practice for the summer, Duke.

Summer...

By the summer I'm gonna have this town

in the palm of my hands.

Yeah, provided Buckley wins as mayor tomorrow.

He's gonna win. Come here, look at this.

You see this?

I've got every one of these voting places marked off.

I'm gonna have one of my boys

stationed at each one of these joints. And besides that,

I hired a couple of thousand skid row characters,

and they're gonna vote just the way I tell 'em.

Yeah, but some of the people in this town like Wilson.

The square-headed mayor they got now.

So what? Them is all good citizens.

And besides that, most of these people,

they don't even bother about voting.

Yeah.

[STAMMERING]

Uh, there was a fly on your shoulder, Duke.

That fly that you just hit happens to be a spot of dirt,

and one of these days I'm gonna lose my temper.

Duke, listen, I just thought of somethin' you ought to consider.

Like what, for instance?

Superman.

He don't like messin' around with a city election.

But what you just thought of, I thought of a long time ago,

and I'm expecting the answer any minute.

[DOORBELL BUZZING]

Let him in.

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Well, Dr. Watts.

Sit down.

Little Jack, this is the answer I've been expecting.

This is Dr. Watts.

I'm happy to know you.

Happy.

Me, too, doc.

But who's sick?

He's not that kind of a doctor, stupid.

Well, doctor?

This is the day you're supposed to have it.

What about it?

It's all figured out.

Everything is ready to destroy Superman's powers.

To destroy them.

Uh, see, the doctor's a genius. That's the way they gotta talk.

It's some kind of rule they got.

But Dr. Watts here has been studying information on Superman

for the last six months, just to find out what makes him tick.

Right, doc?

Right.

I've perfected the one way.

The one way to hurt him.

The one way.

I think he's buggy.

Buggy.

You got bugs in your brain.

Well, let's have it, doc.

You'll have to come to the laboratory.

To the laboratory to see it.

You'll have to.

Okay, let's go.

I'll get my coat. My coat I'll get.

I'll get my coat.

Now, that's the situation.

We all know that Duke Taylor's

going to railroad Buckley into office.

And his own city council.

If he succeeds, it will throw this town

wide open for gambling and rackets of all sort.

I'm sorry, chief. I just can't bring myself

to vote for Mayor Wilson.

Why not?

I'm not old enough.

[SIGHS]

Olsen, what did I ever do to deserve you?

I'm sorry, chief.

Sometimes my tongue just runs away with me.

Not far enough.

Now, Lois, I'm expecting you and Kent

to do something about tomorrow's election.

Well, chief, the way I see it,

the only way is to fill the paper with editorials.

To urge the people to get out and vote.

Well, frankly, I don't know what everyone's so worried about.

Superman isn't going to let anything happen.

Sometimes, Lois, it's not wise for people to depend on Superman

to keep their own house in order.

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]

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[CRACKLING STOPS]

You are impressed, no?

Impressed?

This joint looks like the inside of a television set.

Okay, okay. What does it do?

The secret is in the little room behind the iron door.

In the little room.

You mean, there's somethin' in there

that's gonna knock off Superman?

Perhaps.

Perhaps, for only a week or so

his powers will be taken away.

His powers.

Okay, already. What does it do?

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Absolutely.

Now, wait a minute.

How is a nothing gonna hurt Superman?

Ah, this is the coldest nothing in the world.

That's the answer.

Cold.

You mean, you're gonna give him a cold?

Oh, better yet.

I'm going to freeze him.

Now, wait a minute, Doc.

You know, I think you got something.

Certainly, I got something.

I got.

Inside, by electronics,

I've developed a temperature of 2000 degrees below zero.

2000 degrees.

I get cold at 20 above.

And to contain the temperature,

the walls have been specially built.

Specially.

Lined with lead.

Look, doc.

The temperature's your department.

All I wanna know is will that lead keep Superman

from lookin' inside with those x-ray eyeballs of his?

The cold is already established.

Now, you see, a rubber ball.

It bounces.

Rubber ball.

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Now, watch the ball.

You busted it.

Hey, I remember. When I was a kid, we went to school,

and, in chemistry, we took something like this.

Only we did it with liquid air.

Everything turned brittle, and it broke.

Exactly.

But compared to this, liquid air is warm.

Compared to this.

Doctor, are you sure this will work on Superman?

Oh, positive.

Until he de-freezes, his powers will be numb.

Until he de-freezes.

Maybe he'll never de-freeze.

But he'll be out of commission for a couple of days, huh?

Oh, at least a week.

At least.

As long as he's out of commission tomorrow.

That's all I care about.

I got one question.

What is it?

How ya gonna get Superman inside the icebox?

That's for me to figure out,

and I already did.

"And so, Mr. Voter, it's up to you.

It's your city. Let's keep it a clean city."

[SIGHS]

[♪♪♪]

"Mr. Kent,

"meet me at 2110 Magnolia Street.

"Apartment 10. Noon sharp.

"Tell no one, or I won't cooperate.

"Duke...

Duke Taylor."

"Don't forget, women have a voice in politics too.

Let's make sure it's heard."

It sounds great.

I sure hope it does some good.

JIMMY: Hey...

What's this?

It's for you.

"Miss Lane,

"be on the corner of Elm and Central

"with young Olsen at 12:15 sharp.

"Tell no one, or I won't cooperate.

Signed, Duke Taylor."

Duke Taylor. A personal meeting.

How 'bout that?

This could really be a scoop.

It could also be some sort of a trap.

The corner of Elm and Central in broad daylight?

Don't be silly, Jim.

Come on, let's go.

Say, this looks just like the inside of a television set.

That's exactly what I said.

Oh.

I'm sorry, I didn't know.

Now, would you mind telling me what this all about?

And why you insisted that I meet you here?

Oh, sure, sure.

You see, your friends are in there.

Miss Lane and that kid.

Right behind that steel door.

DUKE: You can't look through it, Kent.

Even Superman couldn't look through it.

It's lined with lead.

I don't believe they're in there.

You can't open it, Kent.

It's sealed shut.

So it is.

But there is a gimmick.

Superman can open it.

Why should he bother?

Because I told you, your friends are in there.

And ya see, with the flick of a certain switch,

you'll never see them again.

Nobody will see them again.

You haven't even proved they're in there yet.

I don't have to prove it.

Why don't you try getting in touch with them.

Like calling their office, for instance.

All right. All right, just for the sake of argument,

we'll concede they're in there.

Now, what do you expect me to do about it?

I see you're a pretty good friend of Superman.

Why don't you contact Superman and see if he can rescue them.

What kind of a fool do you take me for?

Obviously, this is some kind of a trap

to get Superman inside that chamber.

Now you're really using your head, Mr. Kent.

Now, supposing it is a trap.

I suppose you figure on going to the police, first.

What's to stop me?

Nothing.

Except if a cop pokes his nose through that door,

I turn on the switch.

I see.

Mm-hm.

And let's face it, Mr. Kent.

At 2:00 sharp, I'm turning on that switch,

and sooner if a copper walks through.

And if Superman walks through,

he walks right into some fantastic kind of trap.

Yeah, it does look that way, doesn't it?

Well, I'll be seeing you, Mr. Kent,

right after the election tomorrow.

Don't forget: tell Superman the deadline is 2:00.

Oh, I'll tell him.

Two o'clock.

Yes.

Think Superman will show, Duke?

He'll show.

Just like the column says,

he likes the girl.

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[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]

Miss Lane?

Jimmy?

[CRACKLING STOPS]

What's the matter, Superman?

You look cold.

Where are they?

What have you done with 'em?

You mean your little friends?

Yes.

Oh, they're safe and sound.

Superman.

Are you all right, Miss Lane?

Gee, boss, he looks like a snowman.

Yeah, don't he, though?

[LAUGHING] Come on, we got work to do.

They forced us into a car and brought us here.

But, you, Superman... Jeepers, does it hurt?

No, but my strength is completely gone.

So tomorrow, Duke Taylor and his thugs take over the city.

And there aren't enough policemen to stop him.

I'm afraid you're right. It's up to the people now.

They've really got to get out and vote.

But isn't there something we can do for you?

I'm afraid not, Miss Lane.

We'll go back to the office and see Clark.

Maybe he can think of something.

No, Miss Lane.

Clark told me he had an appointment with the mayor.

And that's much more important than I am at the moment.

Well, if that's the way you want it.

Jimmy, you better stay here and help Superman.

No. No, you both better go.

I'll manage, somehow.

Jeepers, this is the worst thing that ever happened.

I'll need that.

Mascara for the hair.

Hm, pancake.

By gosh, I think that's gonna work.

Miss Lane, how nice to see you.

Oh, chief, I can explain.

Oh, that isn't at all necessary.

It's enough just having you back with us.

You know, we've kept your old office for you

exactly as it was when you left.

LOIS: Please, chief, come on in.

There's something awful I have to tell you.

PERRY: I won't survive.

Nothing good could possibly happen today.

Clark.

Oh, now, don't tell me

my reporters are beginning to show up.

Where have you been? Miami?

You seem to have a tan.

Well, I, uh... I-I came in to find you, Lois.

Clark, it finally happened.

Superman walked into a trap.

Somehow, they froze him.

He's white all over and weak as a kitten.

What?

Clark, you were all excited about something a while ago.

Did you know about this?

Well, chief, I... I did know something happened to Superman,

but I don't know how it's gonna turn out.

It couldn't be worse.

Is it permanent?

Well, there's no way to tell, but I'm afraid

he won't be of much use to you tomorrow, chief.

I'm gonna call the mayor.

I just left him, he doesn't have much hope.

Get me the mayor immediately.

There's nothing he can do, is there?

Hello, George? Perry White.

Say, listen, now, uh...

Is there any legal way to postpone this election tomorrow?

If we could only put it off for a week or two.

Obviously, the answer's no.

PERRY: I see. Well, maybe that could do it.

It looks as if we're licked, but not yet.

I'll keep in touch with you.

Goodbye.

Lois, did you have to tell the mayor about Superman

in front of his secretary?

Oh, I thought he should know about it.

Well, I suppose it's not your fault, but...

Well, that information is spreading

over Metropolis like wildfire.

Somehow, it leaked out.

Well, it's not the kind of news you can keep under your hat.

Well, it all adds up to this.

With Superman out of commission,

people who were going to vote will be afraid to.

Those thugs of Duke Taylor's are enough to intimidate anybody.

Well, I suggest we all get back to our typewriters

and do the best we can.

Yes, and tomorrow we'll find out whether that's good enough.

Well, doc, congratulations.

You done it.

Certainly, I done it.

Certainly.

After all, I'm a genius.

After all.

Well ya know, I'm not so dumb myself.

Even if I do have to say so.

You're probably the only guy that ever outsmarted Superman.

[LAUGHS]

I hope.

Uh, excuse me, uh, for bringing it up.

Excuse me.

Uh, but the money.

When do I get it?

The money?

Oh. Oh, the money.

Yeah, the money.

That's right, doc.

Well, I'll tell ya, doc.

Just how much money did I promise ya, doctor?

Fifty thousand dollars.

Fifty.

Hmm.

That's a lot of cabbage.

I'm very fond of cabbage.

Very fond.

Me too. Especially with corned beef.

Doc, um...

Why don't you drop around in a couple of months.

Wait till I get rolling a little bit, huh?

In a couple of months?

Why should I wait in a couple of months?

That's right, doc, why should you wait?

DUKE: You know, uh...

To tell you the truth, I'm not gonna pay you anyway.

If you don't pay me, I go to the police.

If you don't pay.

[CHUCKLES]

Go ahead to the police, what do I care?

You're the guy that built the icebox, not me.

Can I help it if Superman just happened to stumble into it?

But you set the trap for him.

Set the trap.

Doc...

You can't prove that. Nobody can.

Besides, I want you to do me a favor.

Just get lost, will ya?

I-I get lost with my money.

With my money, I'll get lost.

Look, doc,

I would have to be out of my head

to pay you 50,000 bucks.

Besides that, I've got what I want.

I'll get even with you.

Somehow, I'll get even.

Little Jack.

Throw this character out, will ya, please?

He's getting in my hair.

Come on, doc.

You don't wanna upset the boss.

I trusted you like my own mother.

I trusted you.

So long, doc.

Don't forget to vote for Buckley tomorrow.

So long, doc.

[TICKER PRINTING]

First tally from the eighth and ninth wards.

It's about four to one.

For Buckley.

For Duke Taylor, you mean.

I passed by several polling stations this morning.

There's a tough-looking thug

lounging in the doorway of everyone of 'em.

They should be arrested.

Some of them have been, Lois.

But Taylor's thought of that too.

He has a bondsman at the city hall.

He bails them out in five minutes.

But people can vote the way they want to

once they get inside the booth, can't they?

Theoretically, yes.

But there've been some very nasty threats

if Buckley loses.

Well, they wouldn't talk so big if Superman were alive.

I mean, like he used to be.

You were right the first time, Lois.

He is practically dead.

Well, we still have five hours voting time left.

If Superman would only recover.

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

I'll get it.

Can I help you?

I am Dr. Watts.

I am.

Yes, well, we're very busy right now.

Could you come back tomorrow?

Oh, no, no.

Tomorrow w-would be too late.

Tomorrow.

The election will be over.

Oh. Won't you step in?

This is Perry White, our editor.

Miss Lane. Mr. Olsen.

And I'm Clark Kent.

This is Dr. Watts.

Won't you sit down, sir?

Ah, you are Mr. Kent.

You.

Yes, that's right.

Now, what did you say about the election?

Well, personally, the election, I-I don't care who wins.

Uh, personally.

Well, we do.

Exactly, exactly.

That's why I must talk to Superman.

Exactly.

Why do you want to talk to him?

Well, it was my invention that hurt him.

What?

You!

That was your laboratory?

You've got a lot of nerve comin' here.

All right, doctor, let's have it.

What are you up to now?

I-I must talk to Superman.

I-I must.

You talk to me.

I'll see Superman gets the message.

All right, doc, let's have it.

What's on your mind?

I-it's a way for Superman to get better.

A way.

Well, you see, I-I'm not positive it'll work.

You see.

And if it doesn't?

Well, probably would kill him.

Kill him!

At this point,

I'm sure Superman is willing to try anything.

All right, doctor, what's your answer?

Well, I-I believe a sudden, intense heat might help.

That makes sense. It might thaw him out.

And besides, fire doesn't harm Superman.

But, chief, he isn't Superman anymore.

Why, he's just like you and me or Clark.

That's right.

It's probably too risky.

But if it works,

Metropolis would be saved from those mobsters.

Well, I say forget it.

Me too.

I agree.

Well, I'm afraid this is one decision

that Superman will have to make for himself.

If you'll excuse me.

Uh, tell him it must be very hot.

Uh, like a blast furnace.

Uh, tell him.

Like a blast furnace.

I'll tell him.

Jeepers, maybe we'll never see him again.

Oh, Clark will be right back, don't worry.

Oh, hey, I didn't mean Mr. Kent.

I meant Superman.

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Plant closed today?

Yes, sir.

Election day, you know. A legal holiday.

Oh. Does that mean that the blast furnaces are shut off?

Oh, no, indeed.

Them furnaces take two days to fire up

once you let them go out.

Oh. Well,

my name is Clark Kent.

I'm from Metropolis Daily Planet.

I wonder if it would be all right if I went in

and snooped around a little.

Oh, I'm sure it'd be okay, Mr. Kent.

Come on in.

Thank you.

I hated to let that Watts character go,

but what could we do?

I wish he hadn't come here at all.

Golly, if anything else happens to Superman...

Here ya are, chief.

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Give me the city desk.

Harry, better start making up an extra.

Here's your headline: "Buckley wins for mayor."

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[♪♪♪]

What are you doin' here, boss?

Just making a personal tour of inspection,

just like a good general.

I ran into this character outside.

He, uh... He tells me he's gonna vote.

That's nice.

But before you vote, take a read about our boy.

And don't forget,

this district's gotta go for Buckley.

I'd rather not vote at all than vote for this crook.

[WIND WHOOSHING]

Superman! He's unfroze!

Things are gonna be warm for you two from now on.

I believe you were about to vote.

Please, go ahead. I can assure you,

these thugs will not interfere.

Why, you...

Wait a minute, Superman.

This one's on me.

It's good to see you back in circulation again, Superman.

It's nice to be back.

I just hope I'm not too late.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

You're not too late.

There must be a couple hundred people on their way up here.

And I'm gonna cast my vote right now.

Good. Who are you voting for?

That's still up to me, isn't it, Superman?

That's right, and I hope it always will be that way.

People are starti" to vote like crazy.

And 90 percent of them are for Wilson.

Well, something must have happened.

It did. Superman's back.

And he's been to every ward in the city,

urging the people to get out and vote.

Then... Then he's all right?

Never felt better in his life.

Jeepers, where is he?

Oh, well, uh, Jimmy.

After all, he's done about all he could.

It's up to the people now.

That's good enough for me.

City desk.

Harry? Kill that headline.

Make it read: "Wilson wins."

Well, Kent, don't just stand there.

You've been loafing all day.

You start working on that front page right now.

Yes, sir, chief.

And believe me, it'll be a pleasure.

[♪♪♪]

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.