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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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Hi, there, Mr. Allen.

Hello. I guess you haven't got

the baggage off the Washington plane yet, huh?

Few minutes yet. Outside.

But I'll slip yours back here for you, if you like.

Okay. Save a little time.

Ah, nothing's too good for a man who travels as much as you do.

What's the rush?

Aren't you gonna stay in Metropolis for a while?

Just a few days.

Just rushing to get a free dinner,

soon as I make a phone call.

Supposed to meet an old friend of mine here.

Where's the phone booth?

Oh, here, use mine. Help yourself.

Oh, thank you.

Daily Planet?

I'd like to speak to Clark Kent, please.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah.

Who?

Oh, Gary, I'm sorry, I got tied up,

and I couldn't meet you, but...

What?

Oh, no, no, we're still having dinner, all right.

I sent Jimmy Olsen down to pick ya up.

Well, that's better.

Oh, sure, I'll find him, don't worry.

Oh, everything's wonderful.

Got tangled up in a plane crash down in Africa, you know.

But that was a long time ago.

Right now, I feel better than I have for years.

Oh, hold it. Uh, that's not mine.

Uh, I know.

It's late registered stuff from the overseas flight.

Boy, he's got this bag loaded.

Yeah, Clark, I'm still here. I...

I was just saying I felt...

Well, talk louder.

If that's the best you've felt for years, you sound...

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Gary.

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CLARK: Come on, Gary.

Up, boy.

There, we are.

Boy, you had me worried there for a while.

You must have fainted.

Fainted? Uh-huh.

I must have been out for a half hour

if you're here already.

Well, I, uh, happen to know of a shortcut

where there isn't much traffic.

Hi, Mr. Kent. Hello, Jimmy.

What are ya doing here?

Well, this is the man you were supposed to meet.

Oh, hello, sir. How are ya?

I, uh... I guess I was watching the wrong airplane.

I'm sorry, Mr. Allen.

Here, you are. Got this at First Aid.

Oh, thanks. I'm all right.

Good. With your friends, huh?

Yes, and thank you so much for your courtesy.

I feel like I've been out for an hour.

Well, you feel all right now?

Think you're able to travel?

Sure.

But it's funny, though.

I never fainted in my life before.

Well, you're probably still suffering from the effects

of that plane crash you told me about.

But I'm not. That's the funny part of it.

A few minutes ago, I felt just like I did

during the plane crash.

Woozy. Sort of weak all over. It... It came and went.

Like I said, you're still suffering

from the effects of that crash.

Clark, it's the place.

I'm sorry, Gary, but you've lost me.

Well, don't you see? Outside, I feel fine.

And in here. In the plane. Everyplace.

But back there, standing by that phone...

Come on, it's right over here. I'll show you.

All right. Let me give you a hand.

Here we go.

Seriously, Gary, I'd like you to see this doctor.

He's a very good friend of mine

and exceptionally good for this sort of thing.

No, I... I feel fine now, Kent. I...

Let's see...

I stopped here for a second.

Yes.

And that's the phone I used to call you. I...

Gary, please.

Golly, I got him, Mr. Kent.

He's just sick, that's all.

There's nothing wrong here. I... I feel fine.

Jimmy...

take him to that bench down the hall. Quickly.

You'd better help me.

He's heavy. Do as I tell you!

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Jeepers, Mr. Kent.

Is something the matter with you too?

Uh, no, no, Jimmy.

Uh, get him a drink of water, will you? Right away, please.

Where is nobody? Man! Man!

Sorry, sir, you get your luggage outside.

This is only the back way.

[CHUCKLING] Tips, huh? Tip.

Okay, okay. From abroad, huh?

Africa.

Yeah, hot there. Africa very hot.

Now, I pass your immigration.

I'm gonna enjoy myself in your city.

One luggage, please.

Here, we are.

Say, what do you got in that, anyway?

Uh, let's see your customs slip.

Does it hurt you? Huh?

No.

Here. Has clearance, huh?

Not hurt you. It not hurt me.

It not hurt anybody.

Only one person in the whole world.

Huh?

Tip? Huh? Huh?

[CHUCKLING] Tip.

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Crazy.

Well, doctor?

I took a preliminary blood test.

So far, it looks as if you were exposed

to some sort of metallic radiation.

What?

Doctor, would radiation cause that kind of reaction?

That's the trouble. It just looks like it, I said.

Maybe you came near some sort of dangerous metal.

But then again,

my tests don't indicate any metal I've ever heard of.

Any metal on Earth.

Jeepers, what if that metal...?

Hold it, Jimmy.

Gary, when was this plane crash of yours?

You oughta remember the date, Clark.

It was the same time Superman tangled with that big asteroid.

Smacked it to pieces. Remember?

Saved the world from a collision.

Well, my plane got caught in a shower of fragments.

Mr. Kent, that's it!

Uh! Hold it, will ya, Jimmy?

Gary, did you ever hear of a man by the name of Van Wyck?

From Africa?

Who?

Van Wyck. I checked with the customs people.

He picked up a very heavy satchel.

And while he's listed as a plantation owner,

he signs himself as "professor."

No, I've never heard of him.

Inside of that satchel...

Uh, just a minute. I beg your pardon, Jimmy.

Uh, will you excuse us for just a second?

Now, wait a minute, Jimmy. I know what you're thinking.

Kryptonite. It must be. Jeepers, Mr. Kent.

Superman had trouble with that asteroid, didn't he?

And there's only one metal that can harm him.

It's from the planet Krypton.

Yes, yes, I know.

But you don't know it's kryptonite, do you?

Well, I would if I saw it affect Superman.

Jeepers, kryptonite could kill him.

I know.

Wouldn't the customs give you a list

of what the professor was bringing in?

No, they said the satchel contained some rock specimens.

It seems the professor's an amateur collector.

Well, then he probably won't try anything bad with them.

And if he does have some kryptonite,

he probably doesn't even know what it is.

I hope you're right, Jimmy.

We better find that professor in a hurry, don't ya think?

I think I'd better contact Superman.

This could be very important to him.

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Mr. Rufus, it's an honor to enter your house.

I am, uh... Uh, uh...

Oh, Mr. Rufus. I am Professor Van Wyck.

My plantation is very large but, uh, very poor.

[GIGGLES]

Oh, Mr. Rufus. No apologies are necessary.

I understand a man as rich and important

as you are in the underworld...

Precautions. I am Professor Van Wyck.

Plantations, astrology, geology...

Money? Eh. No money.

I'm Rufus.

He's Rufus.

[CHUCKLES] Oh, at last.

VAN WYCK: I am... I know who you are.

Have a seat.

This is the Snorkel. A very funny guy.

And my secretary, the Duchess.

Well...

Once upon a time, I have a telescope, you see.

You wrote a letter, professor.

I understand the whole situation.

I read it to him.

No, no, no, no, no.

The background, you must understand.

I have a telescope. I built it for myself.

This my hobby, you see.

So I was watching on the telescope,

and all of a sudden, there is the Superman.

Watching.

All of a sudden, there is asteroid.

Watching.

Boom! Everything goes all over the sky!

I saw it myself.

A very disappointing fight.

Superman got lucky in the last round.

He saw it.

The whole world did.

But not the way I saw it.

I was watching the Superman, and something happened to him.

A strange reaction. A weakness.

And I know what caused it.

I have the secret right here.

Because there was a strange, peculiar color in my spectrum.

Strange color?

A new metal that makes the Superman to react to, you see.

One day, I was visiting the place where the plane crashed,

and I saw a fragment of the meteor there.

It just a tiny, little piece

that didn't get fused by the heat, you see.

Just a little rock, but it makes the same color in my spectrum.

Scientific stuff.

Oh, oh.

Stop! Stop! [STAMMERING]

This is what... [STAMMERING]

You can get rid of Superman.

Just a rock?

My theory is this:

if I can get Superman as close to this as you are...

He fainted.

If I get it closer, he's dead.

More closer,

he's deader.

More closer, more dead.

Get outta here!

But you're not Superman, it won't hurt you.

I'm taking no chances. Get it away. Farther.

Farther!

Farther!

Wait a minute, boss.

He may have something there.

If he can make Superman powerless with that,

we'll get rid of him for all time.

For good, huh?

Of course, I can!

Just get me near to Superman with this rock,

and I can prove you what I say.

Suppose for a minute what you say is true.

What's your proposition?

Mr. Rufus, plantations, I have.

Science, telescope, hobbies, I have. Money? Eh.

No money.

You deliver me Superman stretched out like a fish,

and I'll give you everything I got.

Ten million.

You only got eight.

Eight million dollars.

Eight million...

Eight million... [STAMMERING]

Take him down to the Daily Planet building.

Superman always shows up there sooner or later.

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Great Caesar's ghost. Of all the front page...

Where is everybody?

Kent, where are you?

Lois! Olsen!

Here, you look at this. Would you write a story like that?

I'm just waiting here. Of course, not.

Do I have to write every word in this newspaper?

Who are you waiting for? I don't know.

I was just sent here!

Well, let me tell you one thing. I've no time for shoeshines.

The kind of help I got around this place,

I'll be lucky to have time for a bath this week.

You are not too merry.

Did you want something, chief?

Yes, I'd like a couple of reporters around here

who can write sensible stories.

What's the matter with Kent today, anyway?

Oh, he's got a pretty important problem.

He's out trying to find something,

but he oughta be back... What's he looking for?

Well, it's a secret.

Nobody knows but me. All right, never mind.

Just tell Kent I want to see him when he gets back.

And don't call me chief either!

Yes, chief. Sir.

No.

Shine?

Say, that's a good idea.

A man should look his best for a free lunch, huh?

This is him. Come on.

Oh, hi, Jim.

Why the long face?

Chief been chewing you out again?

I'll say he has.

Only not on my account this time.

It seems that it's my fault that he can't find Mr. Kent.

Where is Clark? I haven't seen him all day.

I don't know where he is, but I gotta find him.

Well, what's so important?

Well, you know this Professor Van Wyck he's been looking for?

He thinks that this professor had something to do

with those fainting spells that Gary Allen had.

And also that this Van Wyck

may have Superman in terrible danger.

You mean...?

That's right. Kryptonite.

[WHISTLES]

What are we supposed to do about it?

I don't know.

But I think I do know where this Professor Van Wyck is.

You do? How'd you find out?

Well, you know Herbie the cabbie?

I was talking to him down in the lunchroom.

And he told me that he drove some goofy character

from the airport to a house in the country.

And when they got there, he got out of the cab to pay his fare.

He not only paid it, he bowed from the waist

and gave him a calling card.

"Professor Van Wyck." And where is this house?

I think I know where it is, and I also know who it belongs to.

A very important racketeer named Big Tom Rufus.

Well, okay, let's go.

What do you mean, let's go? It's Mr. Kent's story.

But he isn't here.

And in the meantime, the professor and this Rufus

may have Superman in some terrible trouble.

Can't you see, Jim, we've got to get out there.

Well, I guess so.

Only we'd better take the police along.

Oh, we can't.

They'll be raiding the place with sirens screaming

and spoil everything. Come on.

Well, okay.

You go get the car out of the garage,

and I'll leave a note for Mr. Kent

in case he can get in contact with Superman.

I'll get my coat and meet you downstairs in five minutes.

Okay.

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I don't believe it. It just ain't true.

Hey, please, Duchess. You'll wake him up.

Oh, no, no.

Even without this, he would be unconscious for a while.

But if I do so...

I-I told ya to keep that rock away from me.

[STAMMERS]

I went through his wallet, boss.

Name's Gary Allen.

Lives here in Metropolis, but he travels a lot.

Does jobs for the government. Sort of... an investigator.

So?

So that's what Superman figures to be.

It's a perfect identity for him.

Could it be?

RUFUS: Naw, naw.

He's just an ordinary guy.

Well setup, athletic, but certainly no Superman.

Look at it this way.

None of the rest of us here are affected by that little rock.

And nobody down at the Planet office was affected

when the professor shoved it at them.

Except this Allen character.

Go ahead. How come?

How indeed?

Hey, come here a minute, Duchess.

A few minutes ago, you were wanting to test

that knittin' needle.

Here, give it to me.

Hey, it broke!

Oh, if you're really Superman,

I've been wanting to do this for years.

[GRUNTS]

Oh, wait a minute. I'm gonna let him have it.

You fool. No shooting.

Nobody hits the boss when I'm around.

He didn't hit me. I hit him.

Well, I'm still gonna let him have it.

You're a fool, but ya proved one thing

beyond a shadow of a doubt.

He's not hurt.

His heart's beating as good as ever.

So there's only one thing can really hurt him.

That little rock.

Well, I told you all along.

One little whiff of this and he's unconscious.

A little stronger exposure, a little longer exposure

and he's dead. Boom!

May I have my $8 million, please?

I'm a man of my word, professor. You'll get your million dollars.

[LAUGHING] That's fine.

One million?

You said 8 million!

Let's look at it this way, professor.

Who needs that kind of money?

[CHUCKLES] One million.

[DOOR OPENS]

I found 'em prowlin' around the premises.

I seen the kid before at the Daily Planet building.

Reporters?

Yeah, yeah. They're reporters.

Well, isn't that just too bad for them.

What are you doing to Mr. Allen?

And where's Superman?

My dear, young people, Mr. Allen is Superman.

He can't be.

You're making a terrible mistake.

There's no mistake. He proved it himself.

I'm afraid Gary Allen, alias Superman,

has come to the end of the road.

And since you chose to be so snoopy,

I'm afraid you're gonna travel with him.

Come on, get the rope out of other room. We'll tie 'em up.

Come on. Get over there.

Come on, now.

RUFUS: Sit down here.

Right there.

That a boy. Here.

Take the Duchess down to the carriage house.

Warm up the car and wait for me and Snorkel.

Come on, we're going.

Do you really think that Mr. Allen's Superman?

If the boss says he's Superman, he's Superman.

Oh, it's too bad. He's a nice lookin' fella.

Nicer lookin' than the boss. Nicer lookin' than Snorkel.

Nicer lookin' than you.

Women. Come on.

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Here.

[GRUNTS]

Ah.

That's a lovely piece of furniture, don't you think?

I anticipated that someday we might have to leave here

under forced circumstances with no trace,

so this isn't actually what it appears to be.

Actually, it's a... It's a tank of napalm, jellied gasoline.

Five minutes after I start the electric clock,

there'll be an explosion,

and this whole house will be a blazing inferno.

All right, come on.

Put the rock beside Superman there, professor,

so we can be sure he won't come to.

This terrible thing you are going to do.

It makes me feel sick.

For a million dollars, you can get well.

Now, do like the boss says, huh?

No. No!

I wish I'd never seen this deadly rock.

This... This terrible rock!

Well, never mind. Come on, let's get outta here.

Jimmy?

Miss Lane?

I know you can't answer, so just listen.

I can't come into this room because of the kryptonite,

you know that.

So, somehow...

Jimmy, I want you to try and kick it into the fireplace.

Now, I've got a weed burner here I found in the tool shed.

I'm gonna try and burn the kryptonite up.

So go ahead.

Good boy, Jimmy. Now, watch out.

All right, kids? Yeah. Fine.

Are ya all right, Mr. Allen?

Yeah. I guess I'll be all right.

[SIRENS WAILING]

That'll be Inspector Henderson and his boys.

I took the precaution of phoning him

and telling him to give us an hour head start,

then to set up a roadblock and close in.

For once I'm glad ya double-crossed me.

It still seems incredible,

but Superman's explanation must be the right one.

Although the kryptonite knocked me out

and eventually would have killed me,

while I was under its influence,

I was impervious to bullets or anything else.

Jeepers, for a while there, you really were Superman.

Did I hear someone mention Superman?

You certainly did. Where have you been?

Yes, old friend, where have you been all afternoon?

You might say I've been looking for you.

After all, we were supposed to have lunch, remember?

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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.