of Jimmy Allen. With Patricia Duncombe cleared of the charge of stealing the ring-poo jewels and the real culprit under arrest, Jimmy Allen and Steve Robertson take off for the next half in the international air race. Back in the cabin of a great airliner...
The faithful Flash Lewis and the young American girl ride as passengers. The flight from Canton to Lanking, capital of the Chinese Republic, is the longest lap of the entire race. But when the boys leave the field, they are happy and confident of winning. Because of the nine-minute lead they have on their closest rivals, the Russian pilot, Ivan. As they thunder along on the course, Speed thinks he hears sounds of a disturbance back in the cabin. Investigating, he finds to his horror...
that Patricia is lying on the floor unconscious, and Flash, unable to explain what has happened, slumps to the floor. Becoming alarmed, Jimmy leads the controls and goes back to the cabin just in time to see Speed being overcome by the same mysterious nowadays. Before the young pilot can do anything, he too lapses into unconsciousness. We now go to the cabin of the big plane. As it flips through the sky, unguided by human hands, its pilot and crew helpless.
Get him over to this window. Speed. Come on, Speed. Get him. Get someone in there. He'll be all right. There you are, Speed. That's what you need. Break in the air, all fellas. You'll be all right. Oh. Shoot. Where are we again? Where's that boy? The engine. We're flying. We're always flying, Jimmy. Always flying. Always flying. There. There, you're all right now. The air is what you need.
What happened, kid? I, uh, are you really all right? Oh, yeah, everything's okay. Don't worry about me. Oh, here. Help me, help me get another window open. Great stuff. There's Patricia and Flash on the floor. Yeah. Come on. Let's open these windows so they can get some air. All right, Jim. There we are. I'll help you with Flash. Get him over here. Yeah. Come on, Flash. Move him up this way.
Yeah. He's coming too. My head. I feel so awful. Where am I? You'll be all right, Flash. Let's get some of this good air into your lungs. Feels like a great wall of... I ain't no hell on it. Hey, did we crack up? No, we're flying. We're in the race. Oh, yeah, in the race. Can you stand up now, Fletch? Yeah. Yeah, I'm all right.
Let me get a little more, huh? There's air. Okay. Come on, Speed. Let's help Patricia over to this window here. Yeah, that's what's up. She's coming around, all right. What's the matter? No, no, no. You're all right. Come on. We'll help you over to this window. My head feels so funny. Come along now. You'll be all right. Here, get this there. There. That's the girl. There you are. You feel better now?
That elf is wonderful. I'm so sorry. I must have seen it. Where are we now? Why, where are we? Where are we anyway, Jim? Why, Leah. I don't know, Steve. Hey, who's flying the ship? Quick, up to the cockpit. Come on. The ship must be flying itself. Well, blow me down. The cockpit's empty. It's the autopilot. Oh, it's... Steady as a rock. Thank heaven for that. It's saved our lives. Oh, gosh, that's wonderful. How are you feeling now, Christian? Not, Kevin.
We all passed out, Patricia. I'll say we did. What happened to us? It must have been a poison of some kind. You mean something we ate? No, it couldn't have been anything like that. Maybe it was carbon monoxide gas. Possible.
There's no way for the exhaust fumes to get into the cabin. Well, it must have been gas of some sort. But when I came back to the cabin, there were no signs of a gas. I couldn't smell or see anything. Well, it must have been some powerful gas that was colorless and odorless. Look here, Flash. You feel all right now? Well, well, I...
My head aches a little, but since I've got a lung full of this right there, everything has to be. That's what's up. All right. Make a search of this cabin. Every inch of it. Jimmy and I have to go up and look after the ship.
Why, at least we don't even know where we are. I'll help you. Don't overlook a thing. Somehow or other, a powerful jab got into this cabin and knocked us all out. Now it's up for you to find out how it got in here. So don't, don't worry. I'll find something. Okay. Come on, Steve.
Let's find out where we are. We don't know how lucky we are, Jim. That stuff might have killed us. And what would have happened if we didn't have this autopilot? It saved our lives. That little black box saved this ship from being piled up in a heap. And saved us from being in the middle of that heap.
Wonderful. I can't get over it. Where in the world are we? Say, how long have we been up in the air? Let's see. Great Scott, kid. Two hours and ten minutes ago, we left Canton. Oh, we should have been over Man King in two hours. Right. We must have passed right over it.
Look, what's that river off to the east? Must be the Yangtze. No, no, it couldn't be. Here, why don't I take a look at this map? Chump and Kenny. That's not the Yangtze at all. That's the Grand Canal that runs up to Tim's Inn. But where's the Yangtze?
We should have flown over for the last hundred miles before we got to Man King. Turn around quick, kid. We've overshadowed our goal. Man King is top of us. Oh, gosh, you're right. We've gone further than we should have. Yeah, we're losing a lot of valuable time. Well, I guess we can't kick. We're lucky to be alive.
Now we're headed south. Dan King should be right ahead of us. Oh, there's autopilot some marvelous things. They've held the ship right on the course. They must have flown over the field at Dan King. Well, they're still after us, Jim. But what a way to get rid of us.
The ship might have cracked up and no one would ever know what had happened. All right, how you see? This auto channel... Look, look, look. There's Man King dead ahead of us. And there's the field. Cover nose down. I see it. Right you are. Well, they haven't put us out of the race thanks to this auto pilot.
We've lost a valuable time. Too much. Ah, this is going to occur. And look, there's that big Russian job on the line. And the rocket's butt is right next to us. Ah, this is tough, kid. Just when we had this race with a fag, see?
We've got to catch the guy that stole this trick on us if it's the last thing we ever do. Take on that. We're not leaving China until we find out who's behind all this crooked work. Right you are. See, there's a big crowd out there. And look at all the Chinese army shit. Yeah. Shooter across the line, kid. Soft boy, this is our heartbreaker. Coming in last. Here we go. Okay, wheel around the land. Now get the wheels and flaps. Are they down? Yeah, go ahead.
Cut your engine. I'll bring her in right next to the National Airways hangar. Yeah, there's our own guard around the ship. Oh, gosh, I'm afraid it's too late now. The damage has already been done. Even if we were faster than the Russians, we couldn't make up much time on the shore top from here to Shanghai. It's only 155 miles. Well, what confounded luck. It's just what's resort. It was never intended we win this race. Well, set her down.
I'll pack you right up to our hangar. I guess they won't know what happened to us. Did we better say anything about it? No, not a word, kid. Just as soon as we get clear of the official welcome, I want to report this to the police officials. Let them make an investigation, eh? That's the idea. But in the meanwhile...
Let's say nothing about it. Okay, this is far enough. Well, I'll just climb out and get the bad news. Oh, gosh, look at that clock. Two hours and twelve minutes on the top. Fleck, did you find anything? Yes, I don't know. I was bringing it up for you. A little metal box, huh? What? Well, keep it hidden. I'll pick it up in a little while. In the meantime, say nothing about what happened.
How do you feel now, Patricia? I'm a lot better now, sir. Well, that's good. Let's climb out and meet the officials. Come on, Patricia. Hang on. Watch your step, Patricia. Uh-oh. Here comes our friend, the Russian. Remember now, Jimmy. Not a word about what happened to us. Well, well, my friend. You got lost. Your eyes are not good. Yeah, I went to sleep on this lap. That is most unfortunate.
I am surprised the great Americans get lost. Now we'll see who wins the race. Tragedy was averted by modern science in the form of the ingenious automatic pilot. But it appears that this contemptible act will cost the boys victory in the race. Will the gloating Russian win after all? Be with us for the finish of the international air race. THE END Thank you. This program has come to you through the facilities of the World Broadcasting System.