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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.

You, uh, sent for us, chief?

Yes.

Uh, this is Mr. Salem, secretary of the treasury.

How do you do?

Mr. Carter, president of the International World Bank.

Gentlemen, Miss Lois Lane and Mr. James Olsen,

two of my reporters.

I-I was just showing them this... This pound of gold

I made in my laboratory.

Gold? You made it?

Astonishing, isn't it?

Just think, ever since medieval times,

the alchemists and scientists

have been trying to transmute base metal into gold.

And I'm the first one who ever found how to do it.

I still can't bring myself to believe it.

Oh, it's gold, all right.

You tested it yourself with acid a few minutes ago.

Pure 24-karat gold.

But, uh, you didn't say how you made it.

Uh, now, now, Mr. Carter.

Professional secrets, you know.

But how do we know you didn't just

go someplace and buy that?

Oh, I can vouch for the professor, gentlemen.

While he's invented some strange things in the past,

they've always worked.

And I've never known him to tell a falsehood.

Kent's right about that.

If Professor Pepperwinkle said he made that bar of gold,

you can depend on it. He really made it.

Then I guess there's no doubt of it.

But tell me, professor, how long did it take you?

Oh, not very long.

After all, I only made this one pound.

More than $500 worth of gold

and he acts as if it didn't amount

to a hill of beans.

Professor, could you make more of that?

Oh, tons of it.

That is, if I had enough raw material.

Scrap iron and various other ingredients.

[GIGGLES]

No trouble at all.

Mr. White, this is the most alarming invention

I've ever heard of.

If he starts making gold by the ton,

do you realize what will happen to this country's economy?

Why, our monetary system would be shattered,

and Fort Knox would become a ghost town.

Not only that, it would destroy

the international banking structure

and throw world trade into a panic.

That's why I asked you gentlemen to this conference.

When the professor told me about making this gold,

I realized it could ruin the nation.

And you wouldn't want that to happen, would you, professor?

Oh, gracious goodness, no.

Imagine turning Fort Knox into a ghost town.

Oh, dear, dear. That would be dreadful.

It sure would.

Professor, for the good of the United States...

For the good of the entire world.

We must ask that you forget this invention.

And promise never to use it again.

They're absolutely right, professor.

You mustn't make any more gold.

Well, all right, if you say so.

I won't make another bit.

Good. Good, good.

Uh, now, gentlemen, if you'll excuse us,

we have an appointment.

I have to get back to Washington.

Goodbye, gentlemen. Thank you for your courtesy.

Thank you so much for coming.

Remember, I don't want one word of this to leak out.

And that goes double for you, Mr. J. "Blabbermouth" Olsen.

Oh, cross my heart, chief.

I won't spill a word.

Golly, professor, I never thought

I'd live to see the day that I'd be sitting

with the man that could turn rusty old iron

into 24-karat gold.

Oh, it's really no trick at all. [GIGGLES]

In fact, I'm surprised I didn't think of it before.

LOIS: Jim, you better remember what Mr. White said.

You're not even supposed to be talking about it.

Nobody's listenin'.

Besides, as long as the professor's promised

not to make anymore gold, what's the difference?

You can at least lower your voice.

JIMMY: All right.

When that professor-type character leaves his friends,

we'd better make sure he gets home safe and sound.

Why, Mr. Mitchell here's got one of the kindest hearts

you've ever seen, professor.

If I was to shoot you right now, he'd be terrible sore at me.

Well, ha-ha, I'm certainly glad to hear that.

But sore or no sore, I'm gonna plug you

unless you make us a batch of gold.

Now, now, Elbows, take it easy.

We don't wanna be greedy about it.

All we want is, say, a couple of tons.

A couple of tons?

Why, that's over, uh, uh, $2 million worth.

We'd be satisfied with that.

With $2 million, me and Elbows could live

like millionaires.

Without it, you might not live at all.

I won't do it. I refuse.

You're pretty fond of that young reporter

on the Planet.

Um, now, let me see, what is his name...?

Oh, uh, Jimmy Olsen?

Surely you wouldn't harm him or Miss Lane.

Well, uh, we wouldn't want anything to happen to 'em,

but I am afraid their health

might take a sudden turn for the worse

if you don't make that gold for us.

Well, what do you say?

I say this is blackmail.

Call it whatever you like.

Well, I can't let anything happen

to those two young people on my account, can I?

Of course you can't.

And I don't suppose a mere $2 million

would upset the economy of the world,

even if it were... Were in gold, would it?

No, no, it wouldn't.

Of course it wouldn't.

Well, then I guess I'll have to do it.

Now you're talkin', professor.

Yeah, but I'll have to have raw materials,

scrap iron and various other ingredients.

It'll, uh... It'll all cost money.

Don't worry your head about it. Here.

Here's 10,000 bucks. Buy whatever you need.

Ooh, 10,000 bucks? Are you sure you can afford it?

You make me $2 million worth of gold,

and there will be plenty more where that came from.

When will the stuff be ready?

Well, I can't make two tons overnight.

The machine will only turn out about 10 pounds a day.

How much is that in cash?

Uh, let's see, that's a...

That's... That's a little over $5600.

Almost $6000 a day.

Wow.

That will be quite satisfactory.

We will be back the same time tomorrow

to pick up the first batch.

And something better be ready, understand?

Yes, indeed.

[♪♪♪]

Yes, something will be ready.

[GIGGLES]

Well, good morning, Mr. Kent.

Why the gloomy look?

Oh, the chief's trying to send me out of town

to cover a convention.

Golly, what's the matter with that?

A free trip with all expenses paid.

I wish he was sending me.

I wish he'd send you too.

Personally, I'd rather stick around

and keep a weather eye on Professor Pepperwinkle.

Oh, you worry too much.

Yes, but I've got a curious feeling

that something's about to happen.

How can anything happen

when we're keeping it a secret?

[CHUCKLING]

Well, and if it did,

Superman would take care of it.

Well, I'm sure he would, Jimmy,

only with me being out of town...

What's the difference?

You're never around when Superman's around.

It, uh, does look that way, doesn't it?

And incidentally, why all this interest

in the professor?

Do you have an inside tip

or something?

No, no, just sort of a hunch.

Oh, by the way, uh, the professor called,

you know, while you were both out.

What did he say?

Oh, you know him, he's so vague.

It was something about, uh,

for the both of you not to worry,

he'd attend to it personally.

Uh, oh, I gotta be going. I'll see you later.

Attend to what?

Hey, I'd better call the professor.

I've got a better idea. Why don't we go see him?

All right, let's.

It's so peaceful around here.

It doesn't seem as there could possibly be any trouble.

Anything the professor's mixed up in

can be trouble, Jim.

Well, Miss Lane, Mr. Olsen.

[CHUCKLES]

Come right in. Come in. Ha-ha.

I don't want you to worry about a thing.

No cause for alarm.

Everything's gonna be quite all right.

I'm not the least bit upset, and there's no danger apparent.

And I have no intention of going back on my promise

to the secretary of the treasury.

Whoa, professor.

They've been here.

Who's been here, professor?

Two men with guns.

And they want you to make some gold for them.

Two million dollars' worth.

Uh, how did you know?

Oh, it figures.

Somebody must have had a big mouth.

And, uh, I guess I know who that bigmouth is.

You?

Me. Those two guys in the next booth.

Don't worry about it, Mr. Olsen.

[GIGGLES]

They're never gonna get the gold.

But you said they have guns,

so obviously they're dangerous men, professor.

I'm sometimes a dangerous man myself, Miss Lane.

[GIGGLES]

Although you might not think it to look at me.

Let's not be silly about this.

The first thing we've got to do

is get Superman right on the job.

No, no, no. Don't bother about him.

Don't bother about that. Now, I... Oh, here.

I want to... I want to show you something.

Uh, just here. Now, here. Just, uh, look up there.

Do you see those two, uh, sandbags?

Well, that's another one of my inventions.

I call it the automatic crook-stopper.

You see, when my two guests arrive tomorrow

for their first batch of gold, I simply...

Oh, I just maneuver them into this position.

Right under the sandbags, huh?

Exactly. And then:

Isn't this, uh, sort of Rube Goldbergish?

Exactly. Hee, hee, hee.

But effective.

And while they're completely unaware of their peril,

I simply... press the button...

[MACHINE BUZZES]

Oh! Jimmy!

Oh, goodness gracious me.

[♪♪♪]

Oh, the poor boy. Oh, Jimmy.

Here, here, here, here. Help him, professor.

Jimmy, are you all right?

Oh, I guess so.

Oh, dear, how can I ever forgive myself?

Oh, it's okay, professor.

Does it hurt, Jim?

Only when I breathe.

Now, professor, what about those crooks

that are forcing you to make the gold?

Well, it's, uh, not important, really.

Not important?

But we've gotta get in touch with Superman.

Well, we won't need him.

We don't need him? No.

You see, I've made an amazing discovery.

Oh, no, not another one.

Yes, Miss Lane.

I've discovered what gives Superman

his super-powers.

You what? You have?

Yes, indeedy.

Now, we know that Superman originally came here

from the planet Krypton before it exploded, right?

Yes.

We also know that the explosion scattered billions of particles

of the element kryptonite in outer space.

Sure. Kryptonite's the only thing

that can take away Superman's super-powers.

It's just a good thing that practically none of it

landed on the earth, or he'd be in a bad way.

Yeah, he certainly would.

[GIGGLES]

Well, it just so happens,

I accidentally discovered a supply of it

right in my backyard.

You did?

Yes. And when I put it through some scientific tests,

what do you suppose I discovered?

It's actually made up of two different kinds:

kryptonite-positive and kryptonite-negative.

What do you know about that?

And I also found out that it's Negative Kryptonite

that's capable of harming Superman.

And do you know why?

Because he's charged with Positive Kryptonite.

Then it's the Positive Kryptonite

that gives him his super-powers.

Yes, and the Negative Kryptonite

destroys those powers

because it neutralizes his positive charge.

Well, that figures.

But what good is it to know all this?

I mean, of what use is it?

Oh, there's a great deal of use, Miss Lane.

Here, let me show you something.

Now, you see this, uh... This machine right here?

Well, this, uh...

This separates, uh, Positive Kryptonite

from Negative Kryptonite.

It destroys the negative kind,

which is harmful to Superman,

and it purifies the positive kind.

Now, let me show you.

[BUZZING]

Now.

Now, here.

You, uh...

Now, these tablets are positive-type kryptonite

in pure form.

If a person swallows one of these,

he'll be just like Superman and can do anything he can do.

Have you taken any of them?

[GIGGLES]

Oh, dear, no, no.

It wouldn't be scientific

for a scientist to experiment on himself.

Well, then, how do you know it works?

I'll show you.

[GIGGLES]

Come on, little one. Come out of here, now.

Come on. Yeah, yeah, that's right, yeah.

Now, I fed this little mou...

Stop that.

I fed this little mouse

a 100th of a milligram of kryptonite.

Now watch.

[SQUEAKING]

[GIGGLING]

Be quiet now, be quiet.

Now, see, kryptonite changed a regular mouse

into a super-mouse.

Golly, Miss Lane, if we took those kryptonite pills,

we could capture those two crooks

as easily as Superman.

And just think, what a way to get stories.

If a tip came in, bingo, we'd fly there to cover it.

And Clark Kent could never scoop us again.

Then... Then you'll, uh...

You'll try them?

Well, it didn't hurt the mouse,

how can it hurt us?

I don't feel anything, do you?

Frankly, no.

Well, here, here.

Uh, see... See if you can bend this.

[CREAKS]

Oh, golly.

Here, you try it.

[CREAKS]

Ooh.

Well, for goodness' sake.

Well, tell me, professor,

do you know where the two crooks

have their hideout?

I don't know anything about them,

except they gave me $10,000 expense money.

Ten thousand dollars. Golly.

Let's see that a minute.

They're all new bills, Jimmy,

and with the bank wrapper still on them.

Well, that's nice,

but what difference does it make how old they are?

It might make a lot of difference.

It says "First National Bank."

We better pay them a visit.

Why don't we fly there?

How else?

Uh, the door's over there, Mr. Olsen.

This way's better.

[LAUGHS]

How do you like that? Just like Superman.

Come on, Miss Lane.

Here I go. Whee!

[AIR WHOOSHES]

[♪♪♪]

Mr. Goldby, this is Miss Lane and Mr. Olsen

from the Daily Planet.

We've met before I think. How do you do, Miss Lane?

How do you do? Mr. Olsen.

Hello, sir.

Well, now, just what can the First National Bank do for you?

Miss Lane and Mr. Olsen flew in for some information.

Flew in?

Well, yes.

We were wondering if one of your regular depositors

recently withdrew $10,000

in new $100 bills with consecutive serial numbers.

Why, yes, such a withdrawal was made only yesterday

by Mr. Buggs Morgan, the eminent gangster.

I suppose you have his address.

Oh, yes.

Mr. Morgan uses the Acme Warehouse Company

as a front.

Well, thank you. That's all we need to know.

Uh, care to have any money?

No, thank you.

But may we use your window?

Why, of course.

We only put up the bars at night.

[♪♪♪]

I thought only Superman did that.

Superman and Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen.

[♪♪♪]

It's locked.

Hey, wait a minute, if we're just like Superman,

maybe we have x-ray vision.

And super-hearing. Let's try it.

Okay. Concentrate.

[♪♪♪]

Two tons of gold is 2,240,000 bucks.

That's the 2,240,000th time you figured it out.

Just like to be sure.

I still think we should have

brought the professor and his goofy machine

here with us,

instead of leaving him at his place.

What time was it yesterday when we dropped in on him?

Around half past 2.

It's 2:00 now.

That first batch of gold ought to be about done.

Yeah. Let's go.

Shall we take them, Miss Lane?

Allow me.

Look, they knocked the door down

just like Superman.

Don't just stand there, do something.

[FIRING]

The bullets bounce off them, just like Superman.

That's because we are like Superman.

And you two crooks are washed up.

Allow me, Miss Lane.

Be my guest.

[GROANING]

That will teach them to fool with Super-Olsen.

You find some ropes and tie them up,

I'll call the police. Right, Miss Lane.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[GIGGLES]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[♪♪♪]

JIMMY: Professor?

Ohh!

Oh, this is terrible.

Terrible. Are you all right?

What?

What's that?

Is your head all right? Does it hurt, Jimmy?

My head?

Oh, it's okay, I guess. But what happened?

Help me get him up.

I remember.

I got conked on the head by these sandbags.

What did you rig up the sandbags again for

when we already captured those two crooks?

What are you talking about, Jimmy?

We didn't capture any crooks.

Well, sure we did. Don't you remember?

W-we took those kryptonite pills

that made us just like Superman.

Kryptonite? What kryptonite?

The ones you invented.

I didn't invent any kryptonite.

Sure you did, and then we crashed

through this wall over here...

Well, it's all fixed up,

but how did you repair it so quickly?

I didn't need to. It didn't need it.

You never crashed through the wall.

I did too.

Just like this. I'll show you.

Well...

Maybe the pill is wearing off.

Jim, we didn't take any pills.

You mean that we didn't bend that iron bar and...

And fly through the air like Superman?

We got here just a few minutes ago.

The sandbag fell down, knocked you unconscious,

and we've been trying to bring you to ever since.

Getting hit in the head

must have given you hallucinations.

You must have been dreaming.

I can't believe it.

Oh, no.

I thought we left you two tied up

at the warehouse.

This guy isn't thinking very clear, boss.

Tie 'em up.

All right, professor,

where's our first batch of gold?

Oh, I haven't made it yet.

Uh, I figured my sandbags would knock you out,

and I wouldn't have to.

Well, you figured wrong.

Now get busy and start making that gold.

Otherwise it's gonna be very unhealthy around here

for your friends.

Yeah. Real unhealthy.

Oh, dear, dear.

Well, then, I guess I have no choice.

That you haven't.

Now get busy and start making that gold.

This time we're gonna watch you.

All right, all right, if you insist.

[MACHINE SQUEALS]

Geh!

Now, uh, first we put in the scrap iron.

Yeah, these, these.

Oh, yeah. Then we got these two here.

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, yeah, ha-ha-ha. These go in too.

[GIGGLES]

Oh, that's it, ha.

Oh, now, now, mustn't forget this.

What's that stuff?

Uh, apple cider.

It's a very important ingredient.

[STEAM BLOWING]

Oh, yes, yes. That reminds me.

Here, these... These go in too.

Uh, peanuts.

Shells and all?

Shut up. He knows what he's doing, I hope.

Look, dad, when's the gold come out?

Oh, just as soon...

Just as soon as I, uh...

I put in this... This bar of platinum.

Did you say platinum?

Yes, indeed.

That's the only trouble with my invention.

To make $5000 worth of gold,

I have to use $10,000 worth of platinum.

You mean that gold costs more to make than it's worth?

Yeah. We lose $5000 on every ten-pound bag.

[GIGGLES]

Did... Did I forget to tell you?

Holy smokes, boss.

If he makes us two tons of gold, we'll go bankrupt.

Stop the machine. Turn it off before I go broke.

Oh, I'm afraid it's too late for that now.

[BEEPING]

[MACHINE SQUEALING]

See, see, see, here you are.

Here's the... The gold's already made.

Pure 24-karat. Ha, ha.

Ten pounds.

You gypped me.

Tie him up with the rest.

We're gonna get even with him.

We sure will.

Ooh.

How will we get even?

Get that dynamite out of our car.

Kent, what are you doing back in town?

I thought I sent you to cover that convention.

Missed my plane.

Missed your plane?

Yes, sir, but... But it's all right.

I phoned long distance, and I found out

the convention doesn't start till tomorrow.

So I just came on back to the office.

Well, it's probably just as well.

Now you can go out

and try to find Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen.

Why? What's happened to them?

That's what I'd like to know.

They left here several hours ago without a word

and haven't been back since.

Pepperwinkle, I'll bet you.

What do you mean, "Pepperwinkle"?

I'll see you later, chief.

People come and go here all day long

and tell me nothing.

[♪♪♪]

You mustn't do that.

You'll ruin my gold-making machine.

Yeah, and everything else in here,

including you and your friends.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Yeah. Hey, boss. Let's take this with us.

Ah, we might as well save something out of them.

[♪♪♪]

[AIR WHOOSHING]

Oh, dear, my... My poor gold-making machine.

Broken beyond repair.

[GROANS]

But I guess the... The process was too expensive anyway.

Are you all right, Miss Lane?

Thank heavens you're here, Superman.

How 'bout Jimmy?

[LAUGHS]

Oh! Ha, ha, ha.

Miss Lane, will you please release Jimmy

and the good professor here?

I have to go catch those crooks.

[AIR WHOOSHES]

I did not faint.

I was just so tired from doing

all those Superman stunts in that dream I had

that I fell asleep.

[GROUP LAUGHS]

I did!

Well, anyway, Superman captured the crooks,

and the good professor here

isn't going to make any more gold

at three times what it's worth.

No, indeedy. Ha, ha!

I certainly won't.

Well, now that that's settled,

suppose you two go out and start writing the story

for the next edition.

Including my dream?

Definitely not.

Let's face it, Jimmy.

Like I said, none of us will ever be able to do

the things Superman does.

I guess not.

But golly, Mr. Kent, you'll never know

how wonderful it is to be like Superman.

No, Jimmy, I... I guess I never will.

[♪♪♪]

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.