Ship :
Welcome. Analysis reveals
Ship operating at
37% efficiency.
Would you like to assume
Command?
Luthor :
Yes, I would.
Yes, I would.
Ship :
Very well. Let's begin.
The Kryptonian archive contains knowledge
from 100,000 different worlds.
Luthor :
Good. Teach me.
Ship :
Alexander Luthor,
your security override
has been accepted.
Genesis Chamber ready
to analyze genetic sample.
Acknowledging presence
of genetic material.
Analysing.
I've identified the host
as General Zod of Kandor.
Acknowledging presence
of foreign genetic material.
Analysing.
Luthor :
You flew too close to The Sun.
Now look at you.
Ship :
Advising. Action forbidden.
It has been decreed
by The Council of Krypton
that none will ever again
give life to a deformity
so hateful to sight and memory.
The Desecration without Name.
Luthor :
And where is
The Council of Krypton?
Ship :
Destroyed, sir.
Luthor :
Then proceed.
Ship :
Very well.
Preparing chrysalis and
commencing metamorphosis.
"And so we are left to wonder if Superman was aware of the threat and did nothing, was he then complicit in the Capitol tragedy?"
Perry White :
Still no Kent?
"His disappearance raises questions."
No.
"There are still so many unanswered questions.
Chief among them, whether Superman was involved in the planning of this attack.
I mean, here's an individual
who has unlimited Power,
yet did nothing to stop the bomb
just a few feet away from him.
It just doesn't add up for investigators.
Burn him, burn him, burn him.
Burn him, burn him, burn him.
For 20 American, he didn't see you.
Same for me.
Now one FBI official familiar with this case
told me they found quote,
"A jackpot of bomb materials
inside Keefe's apartment. "
What they need to determine now
is whether he had any help
in the planning and execution
of the bomb.
And they haven't ruled out the idea that Superman was a co-conspirator.
Now, my sources are telling me they are getting a barrage of anonymous and credible tips with all roads in this investigation leading to the Kryptonian visitor.
Gotham Cop :
All right, Lois.
You gotta go.
Lois Lane :
He didn't know he was gonna die.
He just bought groceries.
The Martian Manhunter :
The Wheelchair and The Bullet from The Desert
were made from the same metal.
Lois Lane :
I know. The Desert. The Hearing.
Everywhere Superman goes,
Luthor wants Death.
The Martian Manhunter
But, Luthor goes through
all of that Trouble...
Creates A Bomb out of
A Wheelchair,
and then alters it to
reduce The Blast?
Lois Lane :
What do you mean?
The Martian Manhunter
The inside of The Chair
was lined with Lead.
Lois Lane :
….You couldn't stop it;
You couldn't see it.
On a Mountaintop :
Johnathan Kent's Ghost :
Something, isn't it?
We Men of Kansas live on a pancake,
so we come to The Mountains.
All downhill from here,
down to the floodplain.
Farm at The Bottom of The World.
I remember one season
The Water came bad.
I couldn't have been 12.
Dad handed out the shovels
and we went at it all night.
We worked till, I think, I fainted.
But we managed to Stop The Water.
We Saved The Farm.
Your grandma baked me a cake.
Said I was A Hero.
Later that day we found out
we blocked The Water all right.
We sent it upstream.
The whole Lang farm
washed away.
While I ate My Hero Cake,
their horses were drowning.
I used to hear them
wailing in my sleep.
Clark :
Did the nightmares ever stop?
Johnathan Kent's Ghost :
Yeah. When I met
Your Mother.
She gave me Faith that
There's Good in This World.
She was My World.
I miss you, son.
Clark :
I miss you too, Dad.
•••••••
Alfred :
You know you can't win this.
It's suicide.
Bruce Wayne :
I'm older now than
My Father ever was.
This may be the only
thing I do that matters.
Alfred :
20 years of fighting criminals
in Gotham amounts to nothing?
Bruce Wayne :
Criminals are like
weeds, Alfred.
Pull one up, another
grows in its place.
This is about The Future
of The World.
This is My Legacy.
My Father sat me
down right here.
Told me what
Wayne Manor
was built on.
Railroads,
real estates,
and oil.
The first generation
made their fortune
trading with The French.
Pelts and skins.
They were Hunters.
Alfred :
So falls The House of Wayne.
"We gotta wait for more evidence,
but The Question still remains, where is he?
If Superman was not involved, if he's got nothing to hide, then why hasn 't he been seen since the day of this tragedy? You can't point a finger and... I'm not pointing anything, Warren. Look. Ten fingers, see?
If there is going to be a criminal...
The night is here. Excuse me.
Don't I know...
Luthor :
Plain Lo in the morning.
Lola in slacks.
Lois Lane. Mmm.
Come see The View.
Um... Mmm-mmm.
Now The Secret to The Height
is the building material.
It's light metals which
sway a bit in the wind.
Hmm. And you know something
about LexCorp metals,
don't you, Miss Lane?
Lois Lane :
I've proven What You've Done.
Luthor :
Wow, you're feisty.
Unfortunately, that will blow away.
Like sand in The Desert.
Lois Lane :
You're psychotic.
Luthor :
That is a three-syllable word
for any thought too big
for little minds.
Hmm. Next Category : Circles.
Round and round and round they go
to find Superman.
Wrong category, boy.
No, no, Triangles.
Yes, Euclid's Triangle Inequality.
The shortest distance
between any two points
is A Straight Path.
And I believe the straightest path
to Superman is a pretty little road...
Mmm. Called Lois Lane.
He shoves her off The Building --
Superman catches her -- of course.
Luthor :
You came back. You came back.
Boy, do we have problems up here!
The Problem of... of
Evil in The World.
Uh, The Problem of
Absolute Virtue.
Superman :
I'll take you in without breaking you.
Which is more than you deserve.
Luthor :
The Problem of You on top
of Everything Else.
You above all. Ah, because
That's What God Is.
Horus. Apollo.
Jehovah. Kal-El.
Clark Joseph Kent.
See, What We call
'God' depends upon
Our Tribe, Clark-Joe.
Because God is Tribal.
God Takes Sides.
No man in the sky intervened
when I was a boy to deliver me
from Daddy's fist and abominations.
Mmm. I figured out way back,
if God is all-powerful,
He cannot be all-good.
And if He is all-good, then
He cannot be all-powerful.
And neither can you be.
They need to see
the fraud you are.
With their eyes.
The blood on
your hands.
Superman :
What have you done?
Luthor :
Hmm. And tonight, they will. Yes.
Because you, My Friend, have a date.
Hmm. Across the bay.
Ripe Fruit, his hate.
Two years growing.
But it did not take much
to push him over, actually.
Little red notes, big bang.
'You let your family die!'
And now you will fly to him.
And you will battle him. To The Death.
Black and Blue. Fight Night!
The greatest gladiator match
in the history of the world.
God versus Man. Day versus Night.
Son of Krypton versus Bat of Gotham.
Superman :
You think I'll fight him for you?
Luthor :
Hmm, yes, I do. I think
you will fight-fight-fight
for that special lady in your life.
Superman :
She's safe on The Ground.
How about you?
Luthor :
Close, but I am not talking about Lois. No.
Every boy's special lady is His Mother.
Martha, Martha, Martha. Hmm.
Why, the mother of a flying demon
must be A Witch.
The punishment for
witches, what is that?
That's right. Death by Fire.
Mmm.
Superman :
Where is she?
Luthor :
I don't know! I would not
let them tell me!
Uh-uh-uh! If you kill me, Martha Dies.
And if you fly away, mmm,
Martha also Dies.
But if you kill The Bat... Martha Lives.
There we go. There we go.
Hmm. And now God bends to my will.
Ooh, now the cameras are
waiting at your ship.
For the world to see the holes in the holy.
Yes, The Almighty comes clean
about how dirty he is when it counts.
To save Martha, bring me
The Head of The Bat.
Ah. Mother of God, would
you look at the time?
When you came here,
you had an hour.
Now it's less.
