Presenting the transcription feature Superman under the Sky. Look, it's a word,
it's a queen, It's Superman. And now Superman Superman walks the Earth and
mingles with men as mild spectacle. Clark Kent, news reporter for the Daily
Planet, and our story opens to day Superman and his character of Clark Kent
had just telephoned his story of the North star Mine to his editor, Perry
White. White offers his congratulations and also gives Kent a bit of welcome news.
Listen, I'm all finished out here, mister White. Nice work.
Can't you did a good job with that North Carline story. I've little of
surprise, boy, surprise ever hear of San Miguel Penitentiary to a model prison
there where you are, Sam mc guil, sure i've heard of it,
so view. Don't you remember that's where they sent the Wolf and Keno,
the two fellows who tried to direct that train the Silver Clipper. Hey,
that's right, the Wolf and Keno. Well, if you see them,
give them my regard. What's the idea, mister White, Justice Kenn We've
sent Lowis Lane out to San Miguel to do a feature Stork on the modern
penitentiary. He's out there. Now join her and bring her back with you.
You'll be company for one another. Gee. Thanks, mister White,
I forget it. Have a good trip, Kent, Bye, operator,
Oh operator. Is there a garage in town where I can rent a car?
Yes, Kennedy's okay. Please connect me hiring a car. Clark Kent
heads out at once on the dusty road to Sand Miguel, fifty miles away.
Meanwhile, in the prison itself, a strange John Rest has taken possession
of the men within the walls. All unknowing the authorities escort Lois Lane on
the tour of the prison. But even as Lois looks down from a window
of the warden's office, two men fall casually into step in the exercise yard
below. One is Keno, the other the dark, sinister figure we have
come to know as the Wolf. All right, Keno, just keep on
walking, not too fast and not too slow. We can tuck around the
corner the steam plant board. No, no better, stay out in plain
sight. I'll get this now, Qino. The break is set for today.
What time after supper in the dining hall? It's all a right,
hey, boys, what about the time yep, Quiet about the tunnel,
Keno, do you want to retard? They can hurry in on this all
right? All right? How far along? Is it almost done? And
so far no one suspects a thing? How could they when it's being thrilled
from the outside. That's what it means to have a guy like the Yellow
Mask on your side. Quiet is it? God? Keep moving the hair,
No hanging around in the corners. Come on the move. You're out
here for exercise. I knew the man could spring us sooner, and lady
h it's about time. You know. He's left us alone far too long.
But what do you care if he gets us out now? My friend,
there'll be a settlement between me and the Mask. I should never have
gone to jail at all. He knows what he's doing for us. And
if you know what's good for you, you take what comes and don't tangle
with him. Don't worry Keino. If he can use me, I can
use him. I'll let him get us out of here and then we'll see
for what else. Fors they're going to ring the bell right away from what
I say, you know, right after supper, before we've marched out,
they'll get disturbance. I've attended to that. Who's in on it? All
the men we need, most of them will head for the gates. I've
arranged that too. But you and I and a few more will rush the
steam plants. Well what's that for? Well, for one thing, it's
close to the walls. For another, never mind, Now there goes the
bell. Hey, horse, look up in the window the warden's office.
Hey, what's that chain doing? Oh? Yes, yes, I understand.
She's writing up the prison for a newspaper Kino. Well, if she
stays till supper time, she'll have a real story. And that's less than
an hour ago, less than an hour to go, and all unconscious of
the impending prison break, Lois Lane works up the details of her story while
the warden offers every assistance anything else, Miss Lane. You've been at it
since erely afternoon. I'm not nearly finished yet, Warden. Well you've seen
about all there is to see. Aren't you get hungry? What time?
Is it? Very close to supper time? That's another thing I want to
know about the woman's angle again, Warden, What are the men got to
eat? Good wholesome food, miss Lane? And nothing fancy of course,
could I watch them see if they get tonight for instance? Well, it's
more or less what you'll get yourself, miss Lane, if you'll be my
guess, Gordon, that's awfully nice of you. But well, would it
be against the rules if I watched the prisoners in the dining hall mm,
six o'clock dinner at past five? Now, I'll tell you weren't. How
would you like to see the INFIRMO? Well, now they're just about time,
and when you get through their way, I'll drop you off for the
dining hall. Whatever you say, Warden, shall we start right along?
Time passes ten minutes, twenty minutes, a half hour, and suddenly the
quiet routine of prisoner is broken by frantic bells and the shrieking whale of the
sirens. Wharton, theyre going a power of the guards in the dining room
barricaded themselves in clancy quick who's the leader the wolf? Some of them are
getting ready to crash the main gates. Better call out the militia, warn
the state police by short wave. You'd better hurry, Warden, calling state
bleek cause five rio at San Miguel Prison. Close all roads leading to front
San Miguel Stop all pause, close off in triarrhea, stand by for further
orders. I will repeat calling state police cause five nine twenty seven sirens,
State Police militia. All roads blocked off. And meanwhile, Clark Kent,
in his hired car, speeds northward towards San Miguel through a forest of towering
pine, closer, ever closer, and presently a curious sound in the distance
comes over the wilderness to his supersensitive ears. The road makes a sudden turn,
and in the twilight he sees men in uniform barring his way. A
police whistle stabs the quiet. Holly up, buddy, this is as far
as you go. What's the matter? Officer? Roadblock? Yeah, block
right here, turn a round, head back where you came from. Why
can't I get through where you're bound? San Miguel? I have a date
at the prison ere What kind of a date. Why? I'm a newspaper
man, Clark Kent of the Daily Planet, a reporter. Hey, how'd
you get winded? This so quick? Wind of? What? Don't give
me that stuff? Who told you about the I had at San Miguel?
Riot? When right now, buddy, and we're under orders to stop all
cars bounding or out. I'll look, Officer, I'm sorry, but I've
just got to go through. What's the matter death, I said, we're
stopping all cars, come to think of it. Climb out at your loppie.
If there's trouble at San Miguel, I just having time to stop having
time. Say who do you think you're talking about? You're sorry. I'd
like to stay, but I really can't. It's a long Officer. If
I can't take my car, I'll just make a run for it. See
what's saying again? Hey guy, Bill take him? Catch him? Hey,
look at him. Go hop on your motorcycle. Doyle, I'll catch
him. He can't play tricks like this on the jump in the side car.
Herry got hit around that curve, and I lay my hands on that
fresh guy. I'll stretch him out like a rug. Hang on and you'll
be lucky to even see him. Toyle, he's going like a jack rabbit
all the way. We'll be hitting seventy five. Alright, Cash, Look
will you look? Who is that guy? Toyle? He's leaving us behind
like Fanny Still. Why he's flying? I'm seeing things. I don't believe
it. Look we're doing seventy five, baby, and he's getting further away
every second. Look at him. Sorry, boys, I'd like to stay
in chat, but I can't do it now. If there's trouble at San
Miguel, I've got to be there, and be there in a hurry up
we go, and faster, faster, high over the desolate waste, Superman
wings his way toward the gray walls and towers of San Miguel, scene of
riot and danger. While inside the prison itself in the office of the warden,
Hello, warden speaking, Why yes, Colonel Peppert, it looks bad.
There's about one hundred of the million above the yard for the rest are
of the dining hall with their leader. You'll send two companies of militia.
Good rust them, Colonel. Every moment counts. Wharton, Wharton. They're
going to rest the front gate. They've got a battering ramp. Two companies
of militia run the way. I won't be time, Warton. You better
call the tower, sir. Machine guns will driving back. No guns,
Clancy, warn the guards. I can't shoot them down in cold blood.
Try tear guess how we have, but there's too much wind for gas.
Bullets are the only thing. No Clancy, Try tear gas again. Drop
it from the roof. Now, hurry, they're at the gate. Hurry.
Ah, there's the prison and there's the riot. That state trooper was
right. I think it's time Superman took a hand in this before somebody gets
hurt. Down, down, down, out of the sky hurdles an amazing
figure in blue costume and red cloak, whilst the high wall appears out of
the tear gas smoke as the screaming convict's mass for a concerted rush on the
main gates of the prison, carrying a huge timber as a battering ram.
All right, we got it before you guys. It's twenty feet on two
feet tick, come on, let's go. Hey, I hoo's that guy
the guy that tap? Where did the frock? Drop that timper? Lush
you black and eight of the way, I said, drop that timper?
All right? It just means I got to take it away away. What
the hey, he's got a temper. He just starts it roof bat get
back is crazy. He's swinging it like a baseball of bath, swinging the
huge twenty foot timber like a bamboo cane. Superman clears the space before the
main gates and drives the screaming, terror stricken convict back across the yard and
into the cell block, where amazed guards put them swiftly under lock and key.
But what of the wolf and Keno and the handful of convicts still at
large? And what of Loa's Lane trapped in the dining hall when the riot
broke out? Is she in the clutches of the wolf? Tune in next
time follow the story, and remember be sure to tune in the next thrilling
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