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Feel anything?
Nothing. I feel fine.
Now, this metal's too hard to be lead.
- Titanium-lead alloy? - Exactly.
And the helmet is leaded polycarbonate.
Materials that will not only withstand Kryptonite
but, well, let's say, I took into account
the type of day you're likely to put the suit through.
Why, professor, you make it sound like
I go out looking for trouble.
[whirring]
Oh, ooh, ah, oh..
Ah. Aah.
Eh? Oh, uh, uh!
[grunting]
Hey, Rudy, today or what?
You screw this up, you can forget about me
paying off that bookie of yours.
I-I know, Mr. LeBeau.
[whirring]
[thuds]
Jeez! I thought you knew how to work that thing.
Uh, sorry.
You there, hold it!
Oh, it's you, Rudy. Hey, what's up?
You get cleared for machinery?
Yeah, I'm a-a forklift operator now.
[chuckles]
And who's your friend, huh?
Doing some early Christmas shopping, mister?
He, um--
That's alright, Rudy. Maybe I can clear all this up.
[gasps]
No, don't!
[Rudy grunting]
Ah! You're gonna get us put away for good!
Speak for yourself. I'm not getting caught.
clank clank clank
[gunshots]
[groaning]
[alarm blaring]
[automated response] 'Emergency. Fire.'
'Loading bay two.'
boom
Hey!
(Rudy) Whoa! Hold it! Hey!
Hey! Stop!
crash
- 'Help!' - Help!
- Help! Somebody get help! - We're down here!
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[gasps]
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bash
splash
[sizzling]
splash
(Rudy) Mr. LeBeau, please stop!
Messed me up for the last time, you stupid little parasite.
Ah. Hey! Slow down!
Oh! Aah! Oh!
Aah! Uff! Oh..
[screaming]
[Rudy screaming]
[gasps]
[screaming]
Mr. LeBeau, stop the truck!
Please! Stop! Please!
Martin, help me..
[screams]
screech
[screams]
[groans]
Adios, freak.
vroom
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[splashing]
I just can't believe it! Wimpy Rudy Jones?
And there's no telling what was in those drums.
He ain't kidding.
Half the stuff the prof whips up in there
'folks would kill to get their hands on.'
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crackle crackle
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[indistinct radio chatter]
This is 4-2 heading north on Old Ocean Road.
(woman on radio) 'Hey, Gina, is that you?'
Edna, you on the graveyard shift tonight?
I was just.. Huh!
screech
You trying to get killed?
Hey, I'm talking to you.
What's that in your hand? Drop it!
[gasping]
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(Edna on radio) '4-2, please respond.'
'Where did you go? Gina, you okay?'
[groaning]
[Gina groaning]
(Edna on radio) 'All units, request assistance on Old Ocean Road.'
[imitating Gina] Uh, this is 4-2. Negative on the assistance. I'm fine, Edna.
(Edna on radio) '10-4, you gave me a scare there.'
'All units, disregard call for assistance.'
[laughing]
Edna? Where the heck did I get Edna?
screech
[breathing heavily]
[groaning]
[indistinct radio chatter]
click click
click
[indistinct radio chatter]
She must've been delirious when our boys found her.
Said something about being attacked by a purple monster.
[laughs] Was its name Barney? Ha-ha-ha!
You're here to make ha-ha, kid, or take pictures?
Uh, guess that's a no.
[indistinct radio chatter]
I wouldn't touch that if I were you.
Right, thanks.
Any luck ID'ing Rudy Jones' partner
from STAR security cameras?
Yeah, name's Martin LeBeau. He's a known fence.
Last we knew, he was living down by the docks in Hob's Bay.
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meow
[cat yowling]
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- Huh? - Don't you recognize me, Marty?
It's your old doormat Rudy Jones.
Rudy, uh, y-you ought to be in a hospital.
Y-y-you need help.
Help?
I never felt better in my life!
Ow! Hey!
- It's fantastic, Marty. - Eh!
- I should be thanking you. - Aah!
When I touch somebody, I get strong.
- I absorb their energy. - Aah, aah!
But more than that, I hear their thoughts.
I know what they know.
Really, words don't describe it.
Here, let me show you.
[screaming]
Rudy? Rudy Jones?
- Put that man down. - Sure.
[groans]
- What's happened to you? - I don't know, Superman.
It's as if I've turned into some kind of monster.
- Can you help me? - Let me take you back to STAR.
Maybe Professor Hamilton can treat you.
Okay, Superman. Just don't hurt me.
I won't. Hang on.
Oh, you can count on it!
[both grunting]
[grunts]
Ah!
Man, what a rush!
So that's what real power feels like.
- Good heavens! - What is that?
What's he done to Superman?
Ah, looks like you still got some juice left in you.
[Rudy grunting]
Ah!
[grunting]
[thuds]
You all see that?
[grunts]
That's the new me.
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[grunting]
- Huh! - Oh..
splash
That's what Rudy Jones can do.
Now, tell your friends there's a new Superman in town.
[indistinct chatter]
[sighs]
(Angela on TV) 'Since this morning'
'the thing that was once Rudy Jones'
'has been sighted throughout the city'
'taking what he pleases'
'and driving citizens'
into their homes in fear.
I spoke personally with Professor Emile Hamilton
of STAR Labs, to find out how a simple janitor
could clean out Metropolis.
The, the chemical Mr. Jones stole
was developed to catalyze energy absorption in human cells.
But clearly, he was exposed to far greater quantities
than we'd ever tested on living subjects.
- Professor.. - Wait, wait.
And now that this parasite
has sucked up all of Superman's powers
how much longer until he sucks our city dry?
Wow! That sounds pretty bad!
Uh, just fighting a bit of a cold.
No, I-I mean, this parasite thing.
I wonder where Superman is.
I'm sure he'd be here if he could.
[telephone ringing]
Clark Kent.
That's right. Thanks. We'll be right over.
Let's take a ride. There may be some good news after all.
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[grunts]
(Rudy) 'Ah! Like candy from a baby.'
'Huh? What gives?'
[grunting]
Ow!
[siren wailing]
Then about an hour ago I just started feeling better.
My doctor says I can go home tomorrow.
Well, then The Parasite's drain is temporary.
Hey, well, you figure Superman's out there feeling better, too?
creak
Jimmy, I wouldn't be surprised.
(Clark) Given the officer's recovery, Perry
I, I bet we'll be seeing Superman anytime now.
Me? Yeah, my cold's doing better.
In fact, I thought I'd change and go out tonight.
Right. So long.
[wind howling]
[grunting]
Good to see you again, Superman.
- Or should I say Clark? - Ah..
That's right, Kent.
I got your powers, I got your thoughts
and I got your secret.
[groans]
Hm. Huh?
clink
- Comfy? - Where are we?
Why don't you use your x-ray vision?
I can't.
Aw, shucks!
Well, all you need to know is it ain't your apartment.
It's mine now.
Fits my new ritzy lifestyle.
When I don't go to work, people will come looking for me.
[imitating Clark] Hi, Perry. That cold of mine is acting up again.
I think I'm going to be out sick for a while.
You see, Supes, you're my new meal plan.
Figure I'll keep you here
pop back every 12 hours or so for a recharge.
In fact, it's feeding time right about now.
[all screaming]
[alarm blaring]
[fire crackling]
[water dripping]
[pulsating]
[sighs]
(Perry) It's been a week, people.
This is a newspaper. We need facts.
Where does Parasite disappear to?
Is Superman alive or dead?
And where the heck is Kent? Is he still out sick?
I was just noticing.
Parasite always flies south, along the coast.
That's right towards STAR, where he used to work.
The police thought of that the first day.
Besides, kid, it's not like the guy's going back to work.
But maybe the cops haven't checked out STAR lately.
Somebody should go down there.
And somebody should be getting his photos to layout
before he misses the evening edition.
- But, chief-- - Okay, where were we?
Troupe, what's your excuse? Weaver, justify your existence.
Lois..
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(Jimmy) 'So much has been written on what Parasite is doing.'
I-I thought if I looked around his space at work
maybe I could learn about Rudy Jones, the man.
It's just that you seem kinda young for a reporter..
...uh, Mr. White.
(Jimmy) 'Yeah, I know my age surprises people.'
'I did start out pretty young.'
- 'Paper route at seven..' - Jimmy.
Well, I guess you can't do any harm in here.
I'll be right outside if you need me.
Alright! I-I mean, great. Thanks.
Yah! Phew!
Oh, yeah, great. Stop the presses.
Olsen gets exclusive on empty broom closet.
[clanging]
S-O-S.
No way!
creak
[grunting]
[clanging]
(Jimmy) 'Superman!'
Jimmy, quick!
- Where are we? - Y-you don't know?
You're in STAR Labs! The cellar or something.
Go up and get help. You can't stay here.
He'll be back any minute.
[groans]
I can get you out of here.
[Jimmy grunting]
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[Jimmy grunting]
whoosh
- Ah. - He's back! Quick, hide!
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clang
Good evening, dinner.
Enjoy your night out?
You better believe it.
(Rudy) My whole life, everybody's been steppin' on me.
Now I'm the one with all the power.
And what have you done with all this power, Rudy?
Gave the world the raw deal they gave you?
Feel like you've gotten even yet?
What's with the chatter all of a sudden?
You're up to something.
- Aah! - Huh?
Somebody's here.
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[gasps]
[grunts]
Cute, kid.
[groans]
[groaning]
[screaming]
(Superman) 'Hey, Rudy!'
[groans]
[air hissing]
[music continues]
- What? - Clear outta here, now!
[indistinct chatter]
[grunts]
bash
[grunts]
crash
[grunts]
Playin' hide and seek now?
Come on, Kent. This is beneath you.
[Superman clears throat]
Huh? Huh! Ah!
clatter clatter
[rumbling]
[groans]
[grunting]
You're wasting your time! I'm still stronger!
[grunts]
crackle crackle
Maybe, but for how long?
[grunts]
[groans]
You've got a point. Guess I ought to end this quick.
[grunts]
[groans]
[both grunting]
crackle crackle
Time to say goodnight!
[screaming]
[thuds]
(Hamilton) 'We'll keep him here until a special cell'
'is completed at Stryker's.'
'He's been like this ever since his fight with Superman.'
I doubt he knows his own name
let alone any of what's transpired.
Ah, we're disturbing him. We should go.
Yeah, doesn't look like he'll be giving interviews anytime soon.
crackle crackle
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