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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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Well, I suppose you all know why we're here.

Sure, we're here to hear the reading of the will

of our late, lamented cousin,

the famous and rich James Craymore.

Whom none of us have seen in over 20 years.

Well, that's probably because

he didn't much approve of any of us.

Mickey, a lowly cabdriver...

What's the matter with drivin' a cab?

Nothing.

Jeff, an underpaid college instructor.

Underpaid, yes, but at least respectable.

And yours truly, Paul Craymore.

I guess I might be called a playboy of sorts.

Nevertheless, as executor of Mr. Craymore's estate,

it is my duty to call you together

for the reading of his will.

I thought a lawyer usually did that.

Not a newspaper editor.

In my youth I took a degree in law,

though I never practiced.

What'd he do?

Leave it to some home for homeless cats?

He left all his money,

one million dollars worth of perfect diamonds,

to one of four persons.

You three and a cousin named Jonathan Scag.

Jonathan Scag?

The Scags are another branch of the family,

but I never heard of anybody named Jonathan.

That's not surprising.

He's a hermit.

He's spent all his adult life on Dagger Island.

Where's that?

Dagger Island is where the diamonds are buried.

Now, the terms of the will are that all of the clues

shall be given to each of the four heirs.

So that each one shall have an equal chance

to become sole heir to one million dollars.

Boy, what I wouldn't do for a million dollars.

Now, the clues will be read to you one week from today

on Dagger Island.

You mean we gotta go to this Dagger Island?

Where's it at?

The Caribbean.

It's a small tropical island, about 10 miles square.

I understand the climate is delightful.

Well, how do we get there?

Transportation has been arranged.

You'll go in a body.

Ooh, I don't like that word "body."

Just who's supposed to give us these clues, Mr. White?

Uh... a little green man from Mars?

No, as a matter of fact,

Miss Lane here has the clues in a sealed envelope.

She and Clark Kent,

another reporter on this newspaper,

have been named umpires in Mr. Craymore's will.

Well, uh, where is this Clark Kent?

He's on an out-of-town assignment.

He couldn't get back in time for today's meeting.

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He'll be here in time to leave with you all next Thursday.

He and Miss Lane have been named as absolute umpires

in the treasure hunt.

They will have authority to disqualify any of the heirs

who takes advantage of the others

in an unsportsmanlike or dishonest way.

Well, he sounds like a very important man.

I look forward to meeting this Mr. Kent.

Someone mention my name?

Clark.

You can't possibly be back.

Why, you were miles away.

Yeah, Mr. Kent.

How could you've gotten back?

This is a modern age, children. Haven't you heard?

I flew.

Uh, Kent, these are the Craymore heirs,

with the exception of Jonathan Scag.

Gentlemen.

You're familiar with the situation, I believe.

Oh, completely, sir.

Chief, I'll betcha a million dollars

this'll be a very interesting trip.

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[PHONE RINGS]

Hello, Lois Lane speaking.

Hello, Lois, this is Clark.

Oh, yes, Clark.

I'm just confirming tomorrow's reservations.

I'm at the airport.

Oh, say, uh, will you hold on a minute?

I'm just right in the middle of a sentence...

[MUFFLED YELLING]

Hello.

Lois. Can you hear me?

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[SIGHS]

Are you all right, Miss Lane?

Superman.

I guess so.

It was awful.

Those hands grabbed me, and I couldn't breathe.

I know. They used chloroform.

Then something twice as deadly.

Cyanide gas.

You mean somebody was trying to kill me?

I'm afraid so, Miss Lane.

Why don't you go into Mr. White's office

and lie down and rest for a while.

The air's much clearer in there.

All right.

[SIGHS]

I think I'll just stay here and sort of get myself together.

All right, Miss Lane.

Thanks again. My pleasure.

Goodbye.

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[DOOR OPENS]

Clark.

How did you get back here so fast?

Well, what do you mean?

Golly, Miss Lane, what's the matter?

Oh, a little rocky, I guess.

Somebody just tried to kill me.

What? Great Caesar's ghost.

Who tried to kill you?

Well, whoever it was didn't leave his calling card.

But he did take something.

The envelope with the clues to the treasure hunt.

Well, obviously, it was one of the three cousins.

He wanted to steal the clues

and beat the others to the treasure.

There's just one thing.

Actually, he hasn't got the clues.

The envelope in my purse was just full of blank paper.

But the real envelope is in the office safe.

How did you know?

It figures.

One thing we know for sure.

We will have a killer with us on Dagger Island.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Gentlemen, I suggest you watch this water castor.

It's all the water we have with us.

Hey, is that where the hermit lives?

I think it is, Jim. Shall we go?

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Now, get outta here.

You and all your kit and boodle.

Hey, now, just a minute...

Now, don't get smart with me, young feller.

Are you Jonathan Scag?

Yeah.

And I don't allow no trespassi" on Dagger Island.

This is private property. It belongs to Old Man Craymore.

Not anymore it doesn't. Not since he died.

Craymore dead?

He was just here on his yacht a month ago.

I'll bet that's when he buried his diamonds.

Diamonds?

I never seed him bury any diamonds.

I'm sure glad to hear that.

Otherwise, you just might've gotten an idea

about digging them up for yourself.

Why, you miserable...

CLARK: Excuse me, Mr. Scag.

If I could have a word with you in private,

I'd like to explain what we're doing here on your island.

Yeah.

I don't like it, Jimmy.

That experience I had back at the office

and now this awful Scag.

Yeah. He coulda killed somebody,

shooting at us that way.

Jeepers.

Now, we got two guys with us who wouldn't stop at anything.

Well, I've managed to pacify Mr. Scag.

Lois, he's offered you the hut for tonight.

The rest of us will camp outside.

And we'll give them the treasure clues in the morning.

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Mr. Scag! Clark!

Mr. Scag, the water cask in the hut is empty.

Well, that's mighty funny.

I'd swear it was half full.

Well, I hope we brought enough.

Well, I'll make some coffee and find out.

Good. I'll go get some wood for fire.

Clark!

Now what? These are empty.

You sure?

Oh, fine.

And our boat won't be back for a week.

We'd have to be camels to last that long without water.

Whoever did this, Jimmy, didn't plan on our lasting.

He wants all that treasure for himself.

Well, much good it'll do him without water.

Oh, I'm sure he has plenty for himself, whoever he is.

Jeepers, if we could only get word to Superman.

Sonny, on Dagger Island you can't get word to nobody.

Superman or nobody else.

You know, all of our water comes in from the mainland,

and it's gone.

But you know...

There just might be some water over at the ruins.

Ruins? Where?

Well, that's that old Spanish fort across the island.

It's right down there at the end of the path.

And, uh, sometimes, there's some rainwater

collects between the two walls, but you can't get to it.

Because it's too steep and narrow.

Sounds like it's worth investigating.

I think I'll take a look at that old fort.

MEN: I'll go with you.

Uh, thank you, gentlemen.

But, you know, exercise increases your thirst.

Better conserve your energies. Excuse me.

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[WIND WHOOSHING]

You know, I'd give considerable to find out

which one of you varmints emptied them water casks.

How do we know you didn't do it?

Naw.

No, I don't think Scag's bright enough for that.

More likely you or Jeff

or, uh, even myself, for that matter.

Nice of you to include yourself, Paul.

Look, even on this kind of an island,

we're bound to find fresh water if we dig deep enough.

Sure.

Dig 200 feet straight down

through sand and volcanic rock.

Why don't you get your shovel and go to work.

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I hear something funny.

Nothing but the wind in the trees.

By the way, where's Mr. Kent?

He oughta be back by now.

Probably off drinking some of that water

he filched from the rest of us.

CLARK: Not quite accurate, Jeff.

I did find some water, however.

Water? That's right.

Where'd you find it? By the fort?

No, Lois. I found a nice fresh spring

in a little clearing, oh, about a hundred yards from here.

You said there wasn't any water on this island.

Listen, I know Dagger Island like the back of my hand,

and there is no fresh water on the island.

Well, you better take another look at the back of your hand

and then go look at the spring.

Why...

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It's true! Water!

I can't believe it!

It popped up all by itself, sudden-like.

Or as though, uh, Superman had decided to be of some help.

I'm afraid you're incurably romantic, Lois.

Let's just be grateful I stumbled on the spring.

I'm grateful, all right, but there's just one thing.

Now, we'll never know who destroyed our water supply.

Even if it was you, huh, Jeff?

Or Mickey.

Or Cousin Scag.

He lives on this joint,

and he didn't even tell us about the spring.

I never knew it was here before.

Nice bunch of relatives I got.

Well, I say let's fill the cask

and get on with the treasure hunt.

I need the money.

And I say you're absolutely right.

Lois, I believe you have the sealed envelope?

Oh, I hid the real one.

I left it in the coffee pot back at camp.

Thought if we had no water, nobody'd bother the pot.

Smart girl. Here we go.

All right, gentlemen.

If you're ready, we'll read the clues.

Apparently, they're in verse.

You figure them out

for the prize of one million dollars in diamonds.

Okay, okay, let's start with the poetry reading.

Thank you.

My arm is steady My hand is calm

To find my treasure Look for my palm

Is that all?

Maybe that's enough.

Hey, sport, you live on this island.

Has it got anything in the shape of a guy's hand?

You know, like this?

Don't be ridiculous.

It has nothing to do with the shape of your palm.

It has to do with a palm tree.

Oh, that's a big help.

There's probably a zillion palm trees on this island.

There's more, if you care to listen.

It's 20 feet From base to treasure

On a line as straight As the eye can measure

That's interesting.

But as Miss Lane pointed out, which palm?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Am, uh... Am I allowed to help?

Why, of course, Jimmy.

Well, uh, I remember reading once

about a certain kind of palm

that the old, uh, pirates and explorers used to call

the, uh, Captain's Palm.

Well, what about it?

Well, um, since Mr. Craymore wrote the clues,

wouldn't ya call him the captain?

How do ya distinguish between this Captain's Palm

and any any other palm?

Well, it's, um...

It's an albino palm, a freak of nature.

A white palm.

Mr. Scag, is there any such palm on this island?

Yep. Yep.

There is.

Where is it, sir?

[LAUGHS] I ain't tellin'.

I know where it is.

That gives me an edge on the rest of you.

Don't be goofy, cousin.

You might as well tell us and save us the time

because we just won't let you out of our sight.

He's right, Scag.

Well...

[CHUCKLES]

I reckon so.

I reckon so.

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By golly, there is such a thing.

And somewhere around here, there's a million dollars!

Now, wait a minute. There's one more verse.

The line is straight But in which direction

The answer is up to Your own selection

But I don't get it.

Of course, I don't like poetry much nohow.

Personally, I'm gonna dig.

Well, luckily, the sand's only a couple of feet deep.

Can't dig beyond that, it's solid rock.

You know, uh, there's something fishy about this whole thing.

Why do you say that, Jim?

Well, this business about the Captain's Palm,

the albino tree...

But you said you read about it.

I know.

But I, uh...

I made it all up in my head.

You did what? Why?

Well, I don't know.

I guess I just wanted to get the ball rolling.

But, Jim, there it is, big as life.

White palm tree.

Yeah.

MICKEY: Yippee! Yahoo!

I found 'em!

I found 'em!

You found what?

The diamonds, you silly old coot.

I dug 'em up.

Who are tryin' to fool?

Let me see 'em.

Come on, Mickey, show 'em to us.

Keep away from me! I don't have to show 'em.

They're mine. I'm rich!

I'm a millionaire!

I wonder if he'd give me an exclusive interview.

Hey! Wait for me!

So Mickey won the jackpot.

A cab driver with a million dollars.

Probably buy himself an air-conditioned cab.

Why not, if that's what he wants?

He can afford it now.

Well, I'm going back to camp.

Not me.

I'm going down to the beach for a swim.

Now, mind the sharks.

Sharks?

I'll take a sunbath.

You know what?

I got a hunch there's a shenanigan going on here.

What do you mean?

Why do you say that?

Well, you and him is the umpires.

You figure it out.

But it might make the front pages.

Sorry, kid.

As the big wheels always say,

no comment.

But It could mean my whole career.

If you don't beat it and leave me alone,

you ain't gonna have nothing but a past.

Come on, now. Let's get back to camp.

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But it won't cost you anything.

All you have to do is give me a story about those diamonds...

Yeah, the diamonds.

Give!

Hey, you aren't Mickey.

Mickey didn't have 'em,

so he must've given 'em to you.

Now, come on! Hand 'em over.

No, he didn't give me anything.

Come on! Hand 'em over.

Look, he didn't give me anything to hand over.

Search me!

All right, what'd you do with 'em?

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[SIGHS]

That's the truth, Mr. Kent.

I didn't really dig up any treasure.

I just made out like I found it.

In other words, you were just trying

to eliminate competition with the others.

Okay, okay, so I'm a heel,

but I'm no killer.

I sure hope that Olsen kid didn't tangle

with the guy who slugged me. Olsen!

You mean Jimmy was with you when it happened?

Can you get him back to camp? Yeah.

All right, Olsen. Where are the diamonds?

I told you, I don't know anything.

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I wasn't even trying that time, kid.

You haven't got a chance. You better talk.

I've got nothing to talk about.

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I'll give ya five seconds, kid.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

[SIZZLING]

Okay, so I tried to pull a fast one,

and it didn't work out.

But I'd still like to find the joker who conked me.

I know what ya mean.

I knew he didn't find them diamonds.

How did you know?

Oh, I just figured.

Well, anyway, I guess we better start diggin' again.

I don't think that will be necessary.

See, uh, I have a pretty good hunch where those diamonds are.

What? You do?

Now, wait just a minute.

If I point out the exact spot, do I win?

According to the rules, if you find the diamonds,

you win the treasure. Okay.

Now, you all remember the part of the verse that goes,

The line is straight But in which direction

The choice is up To your own selection

So? What about it?

I say they're 20 feet straight up

in that single white coconut on the white palm.

Jeepers, I'll climb up and get 'em.

Now wait.

I'll save you the trouble.

[GUNSHOT]

Well, I'll be hanged.

So they was there.

You should know.

You put 'em there, Mr. Craymore.

Oh.

So you know who I am, huh?

That's right.

How'd you guess it?

Well, let's just say

that I'm pretty good at seeing through things.

Yeah.

Well, I've played my little game.

Fact of the matter is that

I painted that palm tree white myself.

But that doesn't change the rules of the treasure hunt.

You solved the riddle,

so therefore, you're entitled to the treasure.

Well, thank you very much, sir.

But, uh, these will bring a lot more than I need right now.

So, if you don't mind, I...

I think I'll share 'em with the others.

So that's the reason I set up the deal.

I wanted to find out how you all would react.

Who was a coward. Who was brave.

Who was selfish. And who was generous.

And who was a dangerous criminal.

That's the one you won't have to give a share

of those diamonds to.

He'll have no use for 'em in prison.

Prison? For what?

For trying to hurt Lois and Jimmy.

For draining our water supply.

And for hitting you on the head.

Who do you think it might be?

By the simple process of elimination,

there are only two suspects left.

Myself and Clark Kent.

Nice try, Jeff.

Of course, I know I'm not the guilty party.

You'll have a sweet time trying to prove that I am.

According to Jimmy, the man who tried to kill him

should have blisters on his palms.

Not a blister.

How 'bout you, Jeff?

Still able to hold a gun.

Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you.

You're in enough trouble as it is.

But those bullets didn't even hurt ya!

He must be... Fortunately, I took the liberty

of removing the slugs from his cartridges.

He was only shooting blanks,

but it was enough to convict him.

I might've known you wouldn't walk into a loaded gun.

But you know what's really amazing?

We actually got through this whole thing

without any help from Superman.

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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.