[instrumental music]
[theme music]
[music continues]
[instrumental music]
[whooshing]
[dramatic music]
[car approaching]
[whooshing]
[gasps]
[tires screeching]
[droning]
[rustling]
Holy Christmas. What was that?
[intense music]
[coughing] Over here, Martha. Martha?
[gasps]
[dramatic music]
creak
[instrumental music]
Oh!
Martha. Martha.
Shh, you'll wake him.
Whoa, Martha, what are you doing?
Put that thing back.
We don't know where it came from.
He's not a thing, Jonathan. He's a baby.
A little baby. Who would put a baby in a spaceship?
That's just my point. Could be Russian.
- A Sputnik baby. - Oh, really?
Maybe he's one of ours. You think NASA's missing a kid?
I don't care where he came from.
All I know is he needs us, Jonathan.
Look how he's reaching out to you.
[babbling]
Cute little fella.
Got a good grip too. Ow.
[bones cracking] Ow!
What do you think of the name Christopher?
Now, Martha, let's discuss this.
- Or Kevin? - Martha.
Or Kirk? I know.
We can use my maiden name. What do you think of..
(Miss Stevenson) 'Clark.'
'Clark Kent.'
Y-yes, Miss Stevenson?
Looks like you've daydreamed your way
to another perfect score.
Once again, the boy genius performs to his usual standards.
And so did you, Miss Lang.
Ooh!
[birds chirping]
[indistinct chatter]
For a guy who just aced his midterms
you don't look too happy. What's wrong, Clark?
Oh, I don't know.
Lately, I'm feeling kind of weird.
You've always been weird, if you ask me.
Hey, it's Lana.
You know, the girl who's had a crush on you
since we were three. You can tell me.
It's just, in the last few months
I've been hearing things, you know?
Things I couldn't before, like-like over there.
Jenny's telling Pete Ross her folks are going out tonight.
That little tart. You heard that?
And I can see things too, like in the gym..
[instrumental music]
'Miss Stevenson's inside putting up decorations for the dance.'
Somebody should be holding that ladder.
You're saying you can see through walls?
So how many times have you peeked
into the girls' locker room, huh?
- Lana. - I'm just kidding.
- Jeez. - It's not a joke, Lana.
I'm going through a bad time.
I thought if anybody'd understand, it'd be..
- Listen. - What is it?
screech
boom
[screaming]
screech
Call an ambulance. There's gonna be an accident.
What? How do you know? Clark.
[dramatic music]
screech
Huh?
Hey, stop. Aah!
crash
bam
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boom
[gasps]
- 'Mommy.' - Annie!
Help me, help. Daddy!
[screaming]
grunt
[explosion]
Oh, my God. Clark, Clark!
[instrumental music]
Mommy.
Annie.
[panting]
You're not even burned. How..
I don't know.
I'm getting stronger everyday, pa.
[telephone ringing]
(Martha) 'Hello?'
And that's not the half of it. Look.
It's getting hot. All you did was look at it.
- I know. - 'Yes, dear. I'll tell him.'
That was Lana. Third time tonight, Clark.
- Won't you talk to her? - Oh, what can I say, ma?
I don't even know how it happened.
Suddenly I was running faster than I've ever run in my life.
I ripped a camper apart like it was cardboard.
The fire never touched me.
I've always felt I was different
even before you and pa told me I was adopted
but how is it possible I could do these things?
I think it's time, Martha.
[instrumental music]
We never showed you this, son.
I guess we didn't know how to explain it.
Still don't.
creak
You know how some babies are found in baskets?
Well, this is how we found you.
You're kidding, right?
[sighs] You're not. So where did I come from?
We don't know. There wasn't much inside.
Just some blankets and this.
Never could get the darn thing open.
Maybe you've got the magic touch.
beep beep beep
[instrumental music]
What? Wh-what's happening?
- 'Kal-El.' - Who?
Hello, son, you've activated the message
we placed in your escape rocket. I am Jor-El.
And I am Lara. We are your parents.
By the time you see this, our world
will have been gone for many years.
You are the sole survivor of Krypton.
A planet similar to Earth in many ways.
This was our home.
No. No. It can't be true.
- It's hurting him. - Let him be, Martha.
You may have already discovered that you are much stronger
and faster than a normal human being.
I am a normal human being.
Your Kryptonian body draws its strength
from Earth's yellow sun.
It will give you abilities that no other human has.
I don't believe any of this.
Some people will fear you. Perhaps even try to destroy you.
Despite this, you must never use your powers in anger.
Be brave, my son, remember who you are
and the legacy you carry inside you.
We love you, Kal-El, always.
[instrumental music]
It's not true. I'm not a freak.
I'm not. I'm not!
crash
Clark.
Clark, come back!
[dramatic music]
[panting]
swoosh
[instrumental music]
Whoa.
Yes!
Aah! Hoo hoo hoo!
[music continues]
[sheep bleating]
bow wow wow
[laughing]
Yeah!
'Ma.'
- 'Pa.' - Huh?
[gasping]
- Oh, Clark. - Ha ha ha.
It's okay.
[music continues]
(woman on TV) Metropolis can boast of many amazing sights.
The country's biggest bridge, the world's tallest building.
But now it may have its most astonishing sight yet.
A guardian angel.
'Just ask little Danitra Evans. She saw him.'
I was fooling around the window
when I lost my balance and fell.
Suddenly, this big, blue angel with red wings
came down and caught me.
He put me on the ground and flew away.
You should have heard my mommy scream.
This is where they found Danitra and that's where she fell from.
Thirty floors up.
If it wasn't an angel that saved her, what was it?
Friendly pigeons.
What's the matter, Lois? Don't you believe in angels?
It's TV, boys.
It's just a trumped-up story to boost ratings.
And maybe sell some papers?
Chief, I spent a week on the docks with rats
and frizzed hair exposing the biggest gun-smuggling ring
to hit this town in ten years, and what makes the front page?
Some sprouty, new-age, granola-crunching
fluff piece on angels. What's next?
- Interviews with Bigfoot? - Good timing, Lois.
I want you to be the first to know I'm hiring
'a new guy on the city desk.'
- Is he cute? - Um, you tell me.
[chuckling] Oh. Hi.
- Hello. - This is the guy, Lois.
Clark Kent from Smallville.
Smallville? Never heard of it.
- Have you ever been to Kansas? - God, no.
I've been reading his stuff. It's good.
I thought maybe he could tag along with you for a few days
to get the lay of the land.
I'd love to play den mother, chief
but I got that LexCorp story in half an hour.
Oh, yeah, the great and benevolent, Mr. Luthor
is demonstrating a new weapons system today.
Usually, Lex is Lois' beat, but I'm sure she won't mind
having another set of eyes with her. Right, Lois?
Look, Smallville, nothing against you
but even as a kid, I never liked baby-sitting.
You wanna keep up with me, you gotta be quick.
I'm no tour guide and I don't hold hands.
You won't have to worry about that.
Jimmy. Jimmy Olsen, say hello to Clark Kent.
- The new guy? - Yeah.
Hi. Nice to meet you. I'm Jimmy. I-I work as a copy boy.
- But I'm really a photographer. - Good for you.
I-if you got a minute, I'd like to show you my pictures.
- Well, not right-- - They're hot, Mr. Kent. Really.
I-I-I'm like fearless. You can ask Miss Lane.
She uses me all the time.
Bye.
So I see.
[indistinct chatter]
You sure my nose isn't too shiny?
(Lois) 'Angela, don't tell me you're actually covering'
a real news event. What happened?
Run out of alien abductees?
Hey, Lois, at least my network doesn't have to send
two reporters to cover the same story.
You'll have to introduce us some time.
- Thanks for the quote. - How did you get here so fast?
- Oh, I just flew. - What did you get?
A shared byline if you use it.
I apologize. You're not the rube hayseed I took you for.
Thanks, I think.
(female #1) 'Ladies and gentlemen of the press'
at this time, we invite everyone into the main hall
for our special presentation.
The long-awaited debut of the next word in military defense
'the Lexo-Skel 5000.'
[gunfire]
'Constructed from a patented alloy'
'the Lexo Suit is virtually indestructible.'
'As seen in this test footage against these automated tanks'
'the Lexo Suit stands up to heavy punishment..'
'...and returns it in kind.'
boom
'Guiding this suit is a single soldier'
'made more powerful than an entire battalion.'
And now, here's to the future
and the man who's created it, Lex Luthor.
[audience cheering and applauding]
Bet you this beats the dog-and-pony shows back home.
[engine whirring]
[gasps]
Time to crash the party, gentlemen.
beep
Excuse me.
I'd like to say that I view the Lexo Suit
not as an instrument of war
but as an instrument to end war.
boom
[all screaming]
[dramatic music]
[gunfire]
beep beep
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crash
Ah!
[rumbling]
[gasps]
No way.
[grunts]
[clanking]
[dramatic music]
[indistinct chatter]
- 'It's him!' - The guy with the cape.
- 'The one they were talking..' - 'Look, that angel.'
[dramatic music]
beep beep
(male #1) Gentlemen, believe it or not
'we are being tailed at 6 o'clock.'
[music continues]
whirr
[gunfire]
whirr
[screaming]
boom
[music continues]
I don't know who he is or what he is
'but he's all yours.'
beep
I've got him.
He's dust.
swoosh
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[gasps]
boom
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