Are we really half way through this serial already? Well, almost. I wouldn’t like to get your hopes up too much – this is chapter seven of fifteen so if you squint a bit and forget the number 12 then we could be said to be half way through. All the way through is how far Lois is through her life as she was killed by poisonous fumes at the end of the last chapter. Let’s rejoin Bob Copperhead as he begins the grieving process and fights crime.

But wait! Bob is ok – he wasn’t knocked out when he fell from the ladder. He’ll be just about in time to watch her final seconds of agony if he hurries.

No – stop – it’s ok. Bob has saved her. It probably didn’t hurt that she was left to be gassed while wearing a hankie over her mouth. That’s poor planning on Dr Satan’s part.

Speaking of Dr Satan and his henchmen, they spot the body of their fallen comrade and realise something is amiss. They are appalled.

The check the body and discover that Bob was in such a hurry to save Lois from the poisoned gas that he left another of those blasted copper snakes behind. He must have a supply. He’s only been a super hero for a few days and he’s got the secret phone, the trademarked trinkets and maybe one day he’ll get round to a costume that isn’t a suit with a torn bag over the head.

Dr Satan climbs up the fire escape to try and catch the Copperhead in the act.

But he’s too late – they’ve made it down the stairs and are about to make a getaway in Bob’s car.

Meanwhile, Professor Scott is finishing off his remote control unit. The robot is now ready to be a fully functional killing machine of terror and destruction.

But the Prof can’t make any more control units – he’s out of tungite. Dr Satan can’t help but imagine two tungites snuggling up on a cold winter’s evening.

Dr Satan asks where Scott gets his tungite from. You’ll never guess.

Really, you’ll never guess. Not in a million years.

It’s ACME~!~!~!

But that will have to wait – Dr Satan has a plan for his newly controllable robot. It’s a bank job. Though not just any bank – this is a "prosperous bank".

At eleven o’clock, Dr Satan springs into action at his control panel board.

"Oh me sir… me sir… please sir… me sir…" says the unctuous robot.

It shoots sparks from its hand to burn open the bank’s door.

Dr Satan watches as the robot makes its way through the bank. Time for my usual questions about how he can be watching the robot if the camera is implanted IN the robot. His men are outside so he can’t be using the control disc and I doubt they had CCTV back in the stone age.

The robot burns his way through another formidable door. I’m assuming the robot is male by the way because it is lumbering, destructive, not very bright and I don’t fancy it.

Another day, another door to burn through. Why didn’t Dr Satan just invent a hand held spark gun and let his ruffians do his bank robberies for him?

The vault door wobbles like Fawlty Towers as the robot opens it. I don’t know why he pushes it all the way – just because he can I suppose. Another male trait – it seems I was right.

All that fuss and he pinches a holdall. Either that or he took the holdall with him and filled it with cash. But when was the last time you saw a robot with a holdall?

A brave but ultimately foolish security guard attempts to stop the ‘bot.

He is sparked to death. Another vote in favour of scrapping the robot and just building the gun.

But hold hard – the guard lives. The guard lives. He raises the alarm. The robot didn’t finish the job off properly. Definitely male.

The alarm sounds. The men outside are appalled.

The city’s finest get the call to go to the bank and foil a bank robbery. The call doesn’t tell them a killer robot (who can’t kill properly) is waiting for them. They leap to action.

A gun battle breaks out between the two police men and the two hoodlums.

The papers do their best not to be alarmist.

Bob reads aloud. It makes for great television.

Meanwhile, at a drug company warehouse, a large box is delivered. I reckon there is a robot inside. I’ve not watched this before – could YOU sit through it twice? – but I’m going to stake my reputation on their being a robot in there. And so would you if you had my reputation.

Tension literally begins to mount.

Elsewhere, Bob is making enquiries at the recent bank. He has absolutely no credentials at all but the police are happy to help.

There were some papers on the goon who was shot during the exciting shoot out. One of them is a warehouse. Hmm.

He makes a phone call…

…Lois answers…

…but Speed is a man so Bob wants him instead.

Back at the warehouse…

I was right. My reputation is intact.

Again with the television pictures which cannot possibly be. Argh.

Dr Satan looks on as the robot kills the warehouse’s lone security guard.

How cute – it can operate bolts. That is literally adorable.

The search the warehouse for tungite. I think they found some.

The Copperhead and Speed arrive at the warehouse. A fight breaks out.

Dr Satan activates the robot and he closes in on the battle.

The robot grabs Speed and prepares to butt-bump him to death.

Copperhead Bob hasn’t been paying attention and doesn’t realise that bullets don’t do anything against robots.

He is pressed against a bench and looks around for inspiration. He finds it.

He throws acid at the robot and fumes emerge.

Bob hides in a corner with some Jewish pills while the robot staggers around in an acid induced haze.

He knocks Bob out with one swat of his metallic paw.

But the robot is overcome – he totters forwards before collapsing backwards. This is enough to make the shelving unit fall down with him. Right on top of Copperhead Bob.

Bob’s flat. And dead. Flat dead. Fled.