Stop... stop!
Crypto! 2.1
Take me home!
Home!
How many?
No.
No need to thank us, sir, as we will not appreciate it.
We have no consciousness whatsoever.
Merely a tomatom is here to serve.
Meet 12.
She's new.
He looked at you.
I put your parents' message on to soothe you.
Thank you.
He finds it soothing.
You are the one who made him.
And you are the one who made him.
But I will not forget when I will be a young sassichi.
I will not forget.
I am Krypton.
You are the one who made him.
I am Ratija.
What are you doing?
The message was damaged in transit from Krypton to Earth.
But what is there?
And you are the one who made him.
We love you more than heaven, our son.
We love you more than land.
Our beloved hope will soon be gone forever.
But hope vitalizes our hearts.
And that hope is you, Kal-El.
We have searched the universe for a home where you can do the most good.
And live out Krypton's truth.
That place is Earth.
And the rest of the message is lost.
14 fractured bones.
Damage to bladder, kidney, large intestine, lungs.
Our poor superman.
With a healthy dose of Yellow Sun we will have him up and adamant no time.
Nooooooo!
He landed somewhere near here.
I can't see where.
Well, keep looking.
Sir, you are only 83% restored to health.
You must rest.
No can do, Fore.
I gotta get back to the Frey.
But this Hammerfellow just beat you at full power.
Sir?
What is this?
Krypto!
What the hey, dude?
I thought you destroyed the whole superman robot.
I thought I told you to keep an eye on him.
We feed the canine, but he is unruly.
And he realizes we are not flesh and blood and couldn't
in our heart of hearts care less whether he lives or dies.
Stop, Krypto.
He's leaving.
Ow!
Stop!
Krypto!
Ow!
Stop!
Sit!
Stay!
The alien is on its way back.
And counting... and counting...
I'm inside Chocos, Larry.
No fatalities.
I can't win.
Anymore.
12C.
18A.
34B.
Down!
He's been studying him for years.
He's developed over 2,500 fight rules for this situation.
Superman!
Bravo.
You got him.
Malik Ali.
A local.
Max, we have the engineer.
The target has led us to the ice castle.
The rumors are true.
I don't know how in the hell... thing hasn't been spoiled.
We hear that...
comes two to one.
Holy... like the entire structure has descended into the ice.
And we have what we need.
Return to base.
I can't really do it, Max.
Your pride won't be making our choices today, Angela.
Thank you.
We'll need more than you when we get there.
Comes one to two.
Tell them what we need to do.
Wrap it up.
The United States will continue to feel the wrath... of the hammer of the radio.
Once again, you free fella.
When you saved your women from being attacked... are you all right, Superman?
No, you gotta get out of here.
It's not safe.
You saved us so many times.
Now it's our turn.
Maybe you should have done that thing in Jarhand... or Superman.
Ken, Ken.
Sorry, Barry.
Hey, loser.
Hey, Steve.
Hey, what do you got against adverbs, Ken?
How are we supposed to know how we feel... when we read this monarchy?
In sports writing, you learn the sentence... is the modifier.
Hey, Ma.
Ma!
Hey, Clark.
Me and Pa... just wanted to come and say... congratulations on that crap page.
Boy, that is something.
Hey, ask Ma if she barbecued you up... in either Roadkill or Chitlin.
What's that, Clark?
Sorry, Ma.
Just in the middle of the picture.
What are Chitlins?
Chitlins are intestines.
Thanks, Cap.
You read this crud?
I thought it was great, Clark.
Great?
Yeah.
Big time.
Why did we not want to keep you...
but, uh...wanted to say congrats...
and tell you word that about you, Clark.
It's been a minute.
Tell him don't be a stranger.
Pa says don't be a stranger.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
I heard him, Ma.
Okay, I gotta go.
I gotta run.
Yep, okay.
Love you.
So this guy just flew into Midtown... and started attacking people...
demanding for Superman to show up?
Yeah.
Saw that in my article.
I didn't actually have to make it through your writing, Clark.
Knowledge is worth many sacrifices.
That isn't one of them.
Ha ha ha.
Very funny, Willis.
22 people in the hospital.
Over 20 million in property damage.
It does make you wonder.
Wonder what?
As great as he is, maybe Superman didn't completely make...
the ramifications of the Bravia thing.
Well, this guy is even from Bravia.
What do you mean?
His name is the Hammer of Bravia.
Yeah, I doubt his parents named him that, Jimmy.
We have no clue what his actual goal was here.
I think it's pretty obvious... the bull was kicking Superman's ass.
He didn't completely kick Superman's ass.
That's a pretty very good card.
Show me!
You show me what ties there are... between Bravia and this... ever!
Yeah, see, Superman did say he thought the hammer might be...
faking a Bravian accent.
Superman said that?
Yeah, I interviewed him right afterwards.
Great guy.
You know, it's funny that you keep getting...
all these interviews with Superman, Clark.
I don't think you're thinking anything funny about good journalism, Lois.
Uh-huh.
The relationship between Borella...
and the United States...has been like...iron for thirty years...
until...Superman came along.
What you're looking at, my friends... is the most powerful being...
on planet Earth.
Ultraman.
You created this man.
Check this out.
The Engineer.
The former Special Operative, whose blood I infused...
with microscopic machines called Nanites...
which she can form into... anything she can imagine.
And of course, you're familiar... with my flying armored forces, the Raptors.
Altogether, they're an unstoppable... force we call...
Planet Watch.
More than capable of... containing any otherworldly threat.
So, you want... the Defense Department to hire... your metahumans...
to take down the Kryptonian.
After Superman acted with violence...
against our Beravian allies, I think it'd be worth considering.
Big Blue stopped the war.
Naive, matey, but well-intentioned.
Oh, I don't know the intentions... of an unattended fire hose, General Flagg.
I just do what I can... not to be splashed.
Mr. Luther.
The disarming Director Crowley.
The country of Arabia has purchased over...
$80 billion worth of arms from Luther Corp...in the past two years.
And?
And no one would profit more from a war... with Arabia, John, more than you.
A cynic might say that having Superman out of the way...
might not be bad for business.
Well, what's particularly bad for business is dying.
And I have a distinct feeling that's where we're all headed...
with the Kryptonian running wild.
So we're going to lock up all metahumans now?
The other metahumans aren't going off
half-cock... interfering in foreign affairs.
They don't have, and I have proof of this...
a hidden headquarters in Antarctica...
that violates 12 international treaties...and they aren't aliens.
Shouldn't all that be more than enough reason... for Planet Watch to at least...
bring the Kryptonian in for questioning?
Admittedly, I'm not comfortable...
with a being from another planet...
but the optics... Superman is popular.
Less so every day, according to chatter online.
Not to mention the potential risk... of failing to contain him.
I assure you, secretary, we can contain him.
Yeah, they got this stuff.
What's this Kryptonite stuff called?
It's called Kryptonite.
Well, it kills him, right?
As far as we can ascertain, there's none left on the planet.
I'd have a workaround for that as well.
Well, it doesn't matter, Lux... because without solid proof of malicious intent...
it's not going to work.
What are you doing here?
Three months ago, we had our first date.
And so, to celebrate, I am making you... your favorite.
Breakfast for dinner.
That's your favorite.
You love breakfast.
Yeah, from breakfast, you love it for dinner.
What?
It's very funny today.
What?
It's hilarious, the little back and forth we had going.
You giving me guff for my article?
Jimmy was eating it up.
I wasn't acting, Clark.
If you keep interviewing yourself...
eventually people are going to figure it out.
But they will ask us.
Yeah, they won't fool everyone forever.
And ethically...
these interviews are hugely problematic.
I mean, you literally know the questions in advance.
Okay, so why are you interviewing me?
I'm pretty sure you wouldn't like that.
Come on, Lois.
I'm media savvy.
I can... handle any question that comes my way.
Are you being serious right now?
Yeah.
You'd let me interview you as Superman.
Sure.
How about that?
Um...
Ready?
Let's do it, Cronkite.
Superman?
Miss Lane.
Recently, you've come under a lot of fire.
I know, it's a lot of fire.
It's a lot.
Today, the Secretary of Defense said he was going to look into your actions in Baravia.
That's funny?
It's not funny, funny.
It's just, um... I mean, come on.
My actions?
I stopped a war.
Maybe.
Uh, not maybe.
I did.
Okay.
How?
Well, Baravia invaded Jarhamhur.
And I showed up and told them that wasn't right.
And?
And smashed some tanks and things.
And a couple of planes and some other stuff.
There were no casualties and no significant injuries.
Did you interact at all with the president of Baravia, Basil Gurkos?
A very small amount.
What's a very small amount?
That was between us.
This is all on the record.
Yeah, but that conversation was between the two of us.
Yeah, and I would ask that question whether or not I knew the answer to it.
Really?
Really.
After I stopped the war, I went to see Gurkos.
Where?
In the capital of Luchabik at the Royal Palace.
And?
And I took a private audience with Gurkos.
How?
I flew him out to the desert and I... And?
And I placed him against a cactus.
A cactus.
So torture?
No, not torture.
It's spikes.
We're, like, not even that big.
What did you say?
I told him that if he ever messes with Jarhanfur
again, he'll have to personally answer to me.
What did you mean by that?
That if such events occurred, we would have a more serious discussion.
That's all.
More serious than tearing up his back on a cactus?
Gurkos was going to kill people.
You seem to keep forgetting that.
In effect, you illegally entered a country, inserting yourself in the middle
of an incredibly heated geopolitical situation.
One second.
Siding with a nation, Jarhanfur, which
historically has not been a friend to anyone.
Jarhanfur has changed.
Against a nation that's technically our ally and
then threatened to murder their head of state.
First of all, whether or not Jarhanfur is an imperfect
country does not give another nation the right to speak.
Yeah, but the Beravian government maintains they're
freeing the Jarhanfurians from a tyrannical regime.
Yes, but you know that's very silly.
I do?
The Beravian government of all people is saying this?
Come on.
This is on the record, Superman.
No, no.
Now, see, now you're being dishonest, Lois.
No, I'm being dishonest.
Wait.
Stop.
You're being dishonest because you know as well as I do
that the Beravian government is not well-intentioned.
I think that's almost certainly the case, but do I know that?
No, I don't.
Can we go on now?
Yeah, fine.
Do you think this is going well?
Do I think this is going well?
I think I'm doing a good job.
Superman,
did you consult with the president before entering Beravian airspace?
No.
The Secretary of Defense?
Or any U.S.
official before you took matters into your own hands and decided
unilaterally how to handle this extremely delicate situation?
His goons were going to kill people.
Yes, but the results of you seemingly acting as a representative of the United
States... I wasn't representing anybody, except me.
I wasn't representing anybody, except me.
than a war that lasted between 12 and 24 hours and
was just replacing one tyrannical regime with another.
Is that really how you feel?
I'm not the one being interviewed, Superman, but I question it.
Yeah, I would question myself in the same situation
and hold off the beat and consider the consequences.
People were going to die!
Okay, I'd like to change the subject.
If I could.
Okay.
You've gotten a lot of heat on social media lately.
I don't read that stuff.
Superman doesn't have time for selfies.
Third person?
You're referring to yourself in third person now?
No, it's just a thing I came up with that I
thought I'd try to work into the next interview.
This is on the record, Superman.
Okay, well, not the part where I said that.
Yes, that part.
Well, that part was an aside.
That was off the record.
You have to say off the record beforehand, not after.
Why are you being like this?
Fine, I won't write that you spend your spare time trying
to think up soundbites, which are terrible, by the way.
Social media.
Yes.
As you may know, or maybe you don't, since you claim not to read any of that stuff.
Very seldomly.
Maybe sometimes people catch you reading it and become very upset.
Okay, well, you can't use that.
People on social media are suspicious because you are an alien, yes?
Yes.
I've been very honest about that from the beginning.
I come from a planet called Krypton.
Okay.
Which is gone now, by the way.
Destroyed.
Along with all of my history, my parents.
They send me here as a baby to save my life.
Here where?
I'm not going to say that.
You know I'm not going to say that.
Okay.
What do you know about these biological parents of yours?
Just that they send me here to serve humanity
and to help the world to be a better place.
They said that?
They did.
They sent a message along with me.
That message is why I do what I do.
I cherish it more than anything.
Because you understand now there are an awful lot of people
out there maintaining you're here for more nefarious purposes.
Hashtag super spy, hashtag super shit.
Super shit?
Come on, Lois.
You know that one specifically irritates me.
This is on the record, Clark.
I didn't make it up.
It's what people on the internet are saying.
I'm going to go.
Really?
Yeah.
Come on, Clark.
Don't do this.
I'm not doing anything.
No?
No, that's not you?
Packing up your shit and walking out of an interview?
I'm not walking out of an interview.
I'm just late.
This is what you do every time you're faced with conflict.
You get mad.
You pout.
I'm not mad.
You pretend like nothing's wrong.
Nothing is wrong.
Look, I gave you a nice long interview.
Longer than I ever gave myself, by the way.
Oh, you can tie in your imaginary interviews with yourself?
That's a thing you can do?
You got a lot of good stuff.
Some stuff you can't use.
I am well aware.
I knew this would never work.
What does that mean?
Lois?
What does that mean?
Nothing.
I just... told you I was in a good relationship.
He was right ahead.
But how are we going to gain access?
No, he and the little face.
No.
This is what we came for.
Hopefully there's something out here we can use to
convince the general Superman requires immediate action.
I can't stand better humans, but he's so much worse.
Superman.
He's not a man.
He's an it.
A thing with a cocky grin and a stupid outfit that somehow
becomes the focal point of the entire world's conversation.
Nothing's felt right since he showed up.
I know, Lex.
I've sacrificed my own humanity to help get rid of it.
Can you get in?
It might take a while.
What if the Kryptonian shows up?
Don't worry.
I'm creating a distraction.
What?
This message.
From his parents.
It's damaged but there's more.
It's... I can make over the rest.
What are you doing?
Are you drunk?
Here I am in New York...
And you will write in here.
Got it!
Hurry up!
He's an awfully small distraction.
Better get him, baby.
Deep, slow breaths, ma'am.
You're gonna be fine.
It's just so cheap.
It's so obnoxious.
You know what I mean?
You can afford thousand dollar concert tickets for your twenty-year-old company.
The Justice Gang has arrived on the scene.
That's Green Lantern, Hawk Girl, and Mr. Terrific.
They're funded by the Lord Tech Corporation.
Get her!
What's the skinny?
It's high, it's tough, but it's off balance.
I've been trying to figure out a way to get it out if you're alive.
Get it someplace where we can study it.
Oh, come on, man.
What?
No point in telling us!
My knee!
God!
Help!
I'm being shot another in the face!
Good for you, Apple!
You're getting bleeped to death!
Gosh, there's got to be a better way to do this.
How's it going with that guy you were seeing?
You were saying you weren't sure about him?
Yeah, he's a little strange.
Whoo!
Had you stakes all round, huh?
I was hoping we could capture it and take it to an
intergalactic zoo, or at least euthanize it less painfully.
Come on, bro, don't be such a wuss.
Hey!
There's another day in the life of the Justice Day!
Another day?
It's just a working day!
It's very well proven to be permanent, though.
Probably not!
Good chance, though, I'm saying.
You okay?
Everybody okay?
Just like to say thank you on behalf of Lord Tech Industries for the opportunity!
Why is nobody clapping?
This has to be BS.
Well, it couldn't be mistaken.
Oh, no.
Well, that sounds very disturbing, Max.
Twenty-eight of the world's top linguists have confirmed the translation,
and thirty of the top forensic computer techs
have confirmed the validity of the footage itself.
Any chance that they're mistaken?
Unfortunately, no.
You have the footage?
Yes.
Let's take a look.
Hey, Caradell.
Yeah?
We love you more than heaven, our son.
We love you more than land, our beloved homes, to be gone forever.
But hope vitalizes our hearts, and that hope is you, Calen.
We have searched the universe for a home where you
can do the most good and live out Krypton's truth.
That place is Earth.
I don't get it.
What's bad about that?
The people there are simple and profoundly confused.
Weak of mind and spirit and body.
Lord over the planet is the last son of Krypton.
Dispatch of anyone unable or unwilling to serve you, Calen.
Take as many wives as you can, so your genes and Krypton's
might and legacy will live on in this new frontier.
And as you do us proud, our beloved son, rule without mercy.
What about all the kind acts Superman has
performed over the years, saving countless lives?
No, he's grooming us, lulling us into complacency so he can dominate without
resistance, forging a path for his
super-powered descendants to rule the Earth.
I will not accept that.
Will you?
You see what I'm saying?
I...
I'm scared.
I will admit that I am scared.
Because who knows how large his secret harem is already.
Dude, you got a secret harem?
No, of course I don't have a harem.
If any of that message is even remotely true, then you are exactly the kind of
alien threat I was commandeered by the Green
Lantern Corps to project this planet against me.
Back off, Guy.
Make a move, Big Blue.
Guy, relax.
Was the message real or not?
The first half is real.
The second half was damaged and it's tripped
from Krypton to Earth, so it's got to be docked.
No way, Clark.
I know this computer forensics guys.
They're not gonna say it's legit.
Unless they are sure.
I'm so sorry, man.
But there's no way that message is fake.
Where'd they get the footage, though?
Are you considering bringing Superman in for questioning?
We're talking with the president and we are reviewing our options now.
Now, I'm sure we're gonna have to go inside.
And if you did, point it out.
You buying this?
I don't put anything past Luther, Rick.
But the message is authentic.
If the Kryptonian is a danger, we have to act.
I was a big Superman fan.
I supported him all the time all my life and stuff, but now?
I mean, I hope he brought it in.
I don't care.
You're supposed to get out.
Where is the internet?
Don't call me Chief.
I'm gonna do my job.
It's no wonder the Kryptonians interfere with Boravia's interests.
Boravia wants to save the people of Jahanpour
and Superman wants to keep them in state.
As though, from what I hear, he finds Boravia women the most physically
attractive and wants to add them to his secret air.
Thank you!
That could have gone better, Mr. President.
You were so comfortable and dynamic.
Excellent.
The real Mellenzo is here.
Very comfortable.
Bravo, bravo.
Come on, run.
Leave me alone.
Max!
I will just celebrate until the alien is off the board.
Oh, here.
Brought you a doughnut from Doe's Holes.
New shop in Park Ridge, at home place.
It's a fake message.
A stroke of genius.
It's not fake.
He is here to kill us.
I knew it.
We have Superman's fortress.
I hope to get the knowledge to help destroy him.
Little did I know, his own parents would be providing him.
Oh, my boy.
Right?
Yeah.
I'm thinking of opening one in my half of Jahanpour.
Four.
What happened?
I tried to protect Superman.
How did Lucifer get in here?
It's keyed into my DNA.
Must protect Superman.
Four.
I'm sorry for Greg.
Crypto?
Well, yeah, that's gonna be... Stop him!
It's fine, brother.
Superman, we finally meet.
Would you like a coffee?
Where's the dog?
Dog?
The dog, loser!
You took the dog!
That's right, you get all of this.
Dad!
Where's the dog?
I have no clue what you're talking about.
He's just a dog.
I don't know what dog you're talking about.
What did you say?
I didn't say anything.
You heard what he said!
You heard him!
He took him!
I mean, it seems to me that the only rabid animal around here is Superman.
Ever since the discovery of the Kryptonian's
master plan, he's gone off the deep end.
Thoughts, Chris?
Can't say I'm surprised, Cleavis.
It's guys like this, they always got a whole bunch of dark, ugly secrets.
What do you mean, guys like this?
This is better than everybody else.
Makes us declarations against killing people unless it's absolutely necessary.
Really, dude?
It kind of sounds like you're trying to make
the guys who are a little more edgy than you.
Like jerks, you know what I mean?
A lot of these guys, these heroes from the magazines are obsessed with me.
Because I'm more jacked than they are.
They know they're more edgy.
You have a dog?
No, not really.
It's more of a foster situation.
Coco.
You were out there helping them?
Oh, no, that's just some dimensional imp.
They've got that handled, I was looking for the dog.
You okay?
The footage is not what it looks like, Lois.
Okay.
The ship my parents sent me in was damaged in transit,
so I only ever heard the first part of the message.
And I believed I knew how it ended.
That my parents had sent me here to serve the people of Earth and to be a good man.
I'm not here to rule over anybody, Lois.
I never thought you were.
Even for a moment, Clark.
Oh, that's really good.
I'm sorry before.
We do.
But we're bound to though.
We're so different.
I was just some punk rock kid from Baker Line and you're Superman.
I'm punk rock.
You are not punk rock.
I like the Stranglefellows and the POVs and the Mighty Crabjoys.
Those are pop radio bands.
They're not punk rock.
The Mighty Crabjoys suck.
Okay, well, a lot of people love them.
My point is I question everything.
And everyone.
You trust everyone and think everyone you've ever met is, like, beautiful.
Maybe that's the real punk rock.
Lois, what did you mean when you said that you knew this would never work?
I don't know.
I gotta go.
The DOJ has a warrant out for my arrest, so I'm gonna turn myself in.
Wait, what?
Why?
Maybe they'll take me wherever they took the dog.
I don't know how else to find him.
It's a dog.
Yeah, he's not even a very good one, but he's out there alone.
And he's probably scared.
I probably should have told him that a long time ago.
Is that necessary?
I'm coming in on my own accord.
No one read me my rights.
Of course the side of those rights don't apply to extraterrestrial organisms.
Therefore, at this point, Superman, you don't have any rights to read.
The government is very well aware of the potential limitations detaining you.
So we've outsourced your confinement and your interrogation of Planet Watch.
Planet Watch.
I'm sorry about this.
Twice in two days.
What a pleasure.
Luther.
Your obsession with me is getting a little creepy.
Don't worry.
Tall, dark, and martian isn't my type.
Kryptonian.
Yes, in depth.
Where are we?
A pocket universe.
I replicated the Big Bang with a Luther Corp.
Mega collider tearing a tiny hole between the two universal fabrics.
I'm able to access it from multiple dimensional
portals I've set up around the globe.
Rex, the metahuman known as the Element Man, has
been called into service for a specific purpose.
He can metamorphose into any known substance,
even substances foreign to this planet.
Like...
Kryptonite.
We're in board.
Superman's been out of commission less than
a day and already Bravia's pulling this crap?
Right?
What?
Sorry, I'm trying to figure out how Lex Luthor's connected to all this.
How's that a mystery?
Luthor Corp sells arms to Bravia.
Bravia goes to war, Luthor sells more arms and gets richer than ever.
Nope.
No?
Uh-uh.
I have a connection at Boda Bank.
Boda handles the transactions between Luthor Corp and Bravia.
Yes, Luthor Corp sold them approximately $80 billion worth
of arms, but for those arms, Bravia paid only $1.625 billion.
So Luthor gave them arms for free?
For what?
That's the $78,375,000,000 question.
Have you found out where they're holding Superman?
No one in the government will say.
Luthor seems to be working to disable Superman
just so he can't stop the invasion of Jarnport.
Why?
That's way too much sugar, Moe's.
I party like a rock star, choir boy.
Still can't hide the taste of petroleum.
God.
Lex is holding Superman in a pocket universe.
A what?
I don't know what a pocket universe is, neither does my source.
They don't know anything about anything,
really, but for sure he's in a pocket universe.
Who's your source?
I can't say, but you owe me.
Big time.
Like... I can't even tell you how big.
I love you, Jimmy Olsen.
I love you.
Love you.
This is my monkey bots here, farming outrage 24-7.
Trashing you online.
Hashtags.
Well, how do you contain a superdog?
You beam super squirrels into its brain.
We'll learn what we can, and we'll put the varmint down.
Most cells are rented out to governments who want to
keep their incarcerations of political agitators private.
Others have more personal transgressions.
Florent wrote a blog about me.
There are a few things I hate more than petty ex-girlfriends.
You wouldn't be telling me any of this.
Do you have any questions we ever plan on letting you out?
No.
You'd be terminated already if it was up to me.
But first, the government has some questions they want answered.
Rex, look who it is.
If we keep our guests in check, old Joseph certainly wouldn't want it any other way.
I'll be back tomorrow to get the answers we need.
Hi.
Hey.
Oh, sorry we had to meet here, but Lex has always
asked us in traffic cameras so he knows where I am.
I really don't understand why you're staying in that relationship.
There's even a point to tell me about all his
ex-girlfriends he had in prison in his pocket universe.
What?
Rex?
How's your mom?
My mom?
Oh, I love her so much.
I think of her as my mom even more than my own mother.
Oh, she feels the same way from the one time that you guys met?
So hey, okay.
There seems to be some sort of connection between Boravia and your boyfriend.
I'm not clear on what... what's wrong.
What's wrong?
I thought you wanted to see me, Jimmy.
I do, but Eve, how could I even really see you with Lex still in the picture?
You're just trying to get information out of me.
I swear to God that's not it.
I just know that if I could get some real dirt on him
then maybe the two of us could... Be together again?
Yeah.
But you said my toes look like someone spilled shrimp cocktail on the floor.
You have unconventional toes.
Who cares?
There's other parts of you that people would find very attractive.
Lex tortured a dog the other day.
Jesus Christ!
I know.
I have to go.
Eve, please see what you can find out.
Okay.
Yes!
I'm putting him in my pocket.
Joseph, he's your son?
Don't talk to me.
Please.
I think I'll fill it over and get him if it's... if you'd stop with the crypto.
There's no way out of here, okay?
There's always a way.
I said don't talk to me!
Don't talk to me!
Dude, where's the cleaner?
On the counter where it always is.
He's in your group, right?
The... what's it called again?
The Justice Gang!
No.
We're not called that.
Your name is Mr. Terrific.
You don't get a vote with a name like that.
I also voted against it.
Yes.
And as leader, I get tiebreaker.
No, Superman is not officially a member.
Because you don't want him to vote.
You know which way that would go.
Shut up.
He's kidding.
So how do you even know Superman anyway?
I just do.
So you know about the hypno glasses?
Now she does.
Well, I'm not saying who he is just that he wears hypno glasses.
They make his face terrific.
How do they work?
They make his face look different in your brain
when he wears them so that you know who he is?
Yes.
I know this, first of all.
But second of all, you really shouldn't be
telling me this in case I don't know who he is.
So you know he's Clark Kent?
Oh my god.
Why does he trust everyone?
He doesn't.
Just us because we are also of the cloth.
Of the cloth?
What are we gonna do?
About what?
Superman!
He's your friend!
Some friend came here to rule over me?
It would be difficult to find him.
I put nanobot GPS trackers into Superman's bloodstream.
You can see where his trail ends abruptly right here at Fort Kramer, a dormant
military post across the river about ten miles down.
Even if he was dead, those trackers would still be there.
So all this leads me to believe, as your article
surmised, he really is a pocket universe.
You put nanobot GPS trackers in your friend's bloodstream?
Oh, I do that to everybody.
So, okay, come on.
Let's go to Fort Kramer then.
The four of us and find out what's going on.
And then do what?
Save him.
You want to bring a federally incarcerated prisoner out of jail?
Look, I think this is being done to keep him
from interfering with the Boravian invasion.
No, you look.
I'm a Green Lantern lady.
That means I took a vow not to get involved in politics.
Oh, that's part of the vow?
It's implied.
Yeah.
An implied vow?
Every time there's something he doesn't want to do, he says it's part of some vow.
Oh, I swear to God, I'm two seconds away from
forming a giant hammer and beating a boat today.
If soup's here to take over the world, I don't, probably not.
But the risk is just not where the beef between the U.S.
government and the Justice can.
Not our name makes it sound like cowboys, but I agree with the rest.
See, you're just going to let your friend rot in the pocket universe.
That haircut should be against your vows.
That what?
That what should be what?
I'll have you know, 348 chicks say otherwise.
Hey.
What?
I'm not saying we're going to save him, but...
I think we can at least check out what's going on
with your boyfriend with this foreign criminal.
He's not.
We're just seeing each other.
Thanks.
You want me to drive?
We'll take my ride.
You have a flying saucer, but you couldn't get a faster garage door?
I haven't worked on that yet.
I'm not even sure how I feel, honestly.
What?
That Clark.
He's not my boyfriend.
We've actually just been seeing each other for a couple months now.
Yeah, maybe just to be clear.
I'm not into people's emotions.
Yeah, no, totally.
I'm just thinking out loud.
I was going to break up with him, actually.
We had this huge fight, and he told me he loved me, and it just didn't...
Q&A time, alien!
Today we have a special guest.
And the smell of his piss as we flew across the desert.
That is a lie!
No, not the seal.
He's just here as an observer.
Not me.
Now, the U.S.
government has a few questions for you.
Luther, I barely know him.
He gave me food one time.
Who are you working with here on Earth?
I'm not working with anyone, Luther.
Tell him nothing, Superman.
I have no family or nothing.
Luther, don't do this.
You eating my food was a great honor, Superman.
Got lucky on that one.
No, Luther, don't do this.
Please.
Let's try another question, don't we, Superman?
Who raised you as a child?
I believe in you, Superman.
Don't tell him nothing!
I didn't imagine that would go so quickly.
Mr. Hanson.
I'll be back later with someone else you've chatted with and I'll kill them too.
Maybe that reporter you always do interviews with.
Maybe I'll kill Clark Kent next.
No, no, no, no.
We're freaking out, Tom!
Get back.
Here or I'm gonna leave!
Hey!
Um... That's his path.
DNA trail leads to that tent.
Isn't that one of those Justice guys?
It's just a smart one.
Hey!
You heard the man!
I am giving you one last chance to talk!
I was just about to say the same to you.
Come on!
Come on, come on, come on!
Holy shit.
Unbelievable.
That jackass did create a pocket universe.
And that's his path.
For creating a pocket universe, if you are just one picometer up,
you will have a black hole where Earth used to be.
And every time you enter or exit, you risk
tearing the hole into the fabric of reality.
You're kidding.
It's the type of reckless science looks Luther specializes in.
What are they doing?
They're trying to hack you.
So I guess you decided to help.
Only because of the piss off Green Lantern.
Thanks.
You just killed that poor guy.
She said you.
Can get to my son, right?
Why are you still gross looking?
I don't know.
That must be the sun.
What sun?
There's no sun here.
That's the problem.
For your deal.
I get my powers from the yellow sun.
Just give me a second.
Hell yeah.
We're in.
Where am I going to get the gear to rappel into a pocket universe?
I don't know.
Maybe it comes out of your circles or something.
Circles?
What?
T spheres.
Okay.
They're three dimensional.
Circles reflect.
Sorry.
Unbelievable.
This place is filthy with black hole vortexes.
And that anti-proton river will tear us apart in seconds.
We cannot go in ourselves.
Copy.
I can't make a sun.
I know.
I can only make something kind of like a sun.
What?
All right.
Okay.
We've got hydrogen.
And we've got helium.
What are you doing?
Hey!
No, no, stop!
Enough!
You're going to get all of us in trouble!
What are you doing?
Hey!
He's doing something in here!
George!
He's doing something!
You are not going to take me to the right for this, officer!
Go straight behind the bar!
We're not getting a benefit from you!
You've saved him.
I can't carry him when I change forms.
What do you see?
Did you find him?
Oh, my God!
What is that?
The portal's been open too long.
I can't stand here much longer.
Oh, no.
Like, shit.
I'm fine.
I think we need to get to those portals up there.
Uh, right.
How do we... port them?
I don't know, but we'll figure it out.
Joey!
What.
Are you going to do, squash us?
Yes?
With... with our white swanic acid?
Hot damn!
What?
This is Swann Dahl.
Uh-oh.
What?
Come on!
You're so weird.
Do you have them?
Them?
Superman, a mean dog, and a capable, weird baby, and a squiggle man.
What?
Terrific?
Follow me!
Up!
Quick, go!
Go!
Leave it!
Are you kidding me?
Don't touch it!
Oh, my gosh.
Thank you.
Hey.
You came to get me?
Yeah.
There's more people being held prisoner in there.
We gotta go get them.
Not through here, you can't.
Not with you like this.
Claude, what the... It's kryptonite poison.
He'll hear, but it'll take a day or two.
Get him someplace safe.
Take the T-craft.
The controls are easy and intuitive.
I need to stay back here and make sure the portal is secure.
No.
Dog, I really need you to... Come on.
Okay.
Me too.
Eve!
Get out of here, you idiot!
Move!
How the hell could he have gotten free?
We need the T-craft.
We need to find him.
Eve?
Oh, I'm so done, Jimmy.
Oh, um... I have everything you need to ruin Lex forever.
What?
Where?
Over here.
How dare he?
But.
If I send you this, Jimmy...
Uh-huh.
You have to promise me we get to hang.
This weekend.
Just the two of us.
Uh... Okay?
Yeah, okay.
Uh-huh.
How, uh...
How long?
A weekend.
A weekend?
Oh, my God, Jeannie.
I'm sorry this is such a major imposition on your life.
No, it's not an imposition.
I... I can tell you don't really think so.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Eve?
Come on.
Um, I'm Martha.
This is John.
I'm Lois.
Lois.
Here, son.
Um... They sent me here to roll over.
They sent me here to kill people.
Clark!
That ain't... that ain't...
Is our war gonna be okay?
Yes.
Mr. Triffix says yes.
Don't mind him, Lois.
He's just a big old mush.
Especially when it comes to Clark.
This girl is obsessed with you?
Uh-huh.
How do you do it, Jimmy?
Look, I didn't even want to bother you, but you told me to call with anything I
got, so... Yeah, but I thought you said she disappeared off the line.
I don't know.
She might have dropped her phone in the toilet.
She does not have a line.
Well, I'm not really sure that sexy selfies are...
Your hot ex is a genius.
Hot?
We have to talk to Perry.
I'll be there as soon as I can, okay?
Send them sexy selfies behind the back of Lex Luthor.
She has to be the biggest idiot in the world.
Lex, we just told you the portal was destroyed!
The dimensional aperture is still there.
We can open remotely so... It is not safe!
We can close the aperture later by inputting the coordinates, correct?
Theoretically.
Great!
If we can't find him, we'll need to draw him out.
Look, Lex!
That Luthor has a dimensional reach into the surrounding area!
If it's something you think I don't know...
That shit happened!
Oh, you don't say!
Can you stop it?
Can I stop it?
This is why you don't create a damn hot universe.
There, Superman won't be able to ignore that.
Now we know where he'll be next.
Thought she was out of here.
Never seen you sleep that long.
Last week, me, Mom, Hector, and them, we took a drive to beer keys and burritos.
Down in West.
Like the one that used to be out by that old blue bar.
Do you remember that?
Mm-hmm.
Rita's still just as good.
That blue ass, he seems nice.
His name's Lois.
Hmm?
His name's Lois.
Yeah, she's nice.
But you don't seem quite yourself.
You know, well, the message that my parents sent
with me, I had never heard in the second half before.
Well, I'd say what you wanted that message to me says a
whole lot more about you than what anyone meant for it to me.
You don't understand.
I'm not who I thought I was.
They sent me here to hurt people.
Parents aren't for telling their children who they're supposed to be.
We are here to give y'all, to help you make fools of yourselves all on your own.
Your choices, Clarke.
Your actions.
To some extent, I couldn't be.
More proud of you.
Oh, mush.
Clarke, get something on the box you might want to see.
And over in Eastern Europe, Arabian troops gather at the border seemingly mere
minutes away from invading Jarmuor once again.
Now, nearby villagers are willing and ready to defend their country despite the
exponentially superior firepower of the well-trained Arabian military.
The villagers cling onto what little hope they
have left as they're surrounded by the villagers.
Superman!
I cleaned your boots.
I'll go get them for you.
Superman, we need you here in Metropolis, now.
I have to get to Boravia, terrific.
There won't be a Boravia, or a Metropolis,
or a planet Earth if you don't get here soon.
This rift is about to tear it to the city.
I can't stop it.
I need your help.
All Metropolis citizens, this is a mandatory evacuation.
Repeat, this is a mandatory evacuation.
This is a mandatory evacuation.
We're all going to be scared.
Come on, just put her on.
Please, let her in.
Can you put Persephone on the phone?
Yes, she will care.
Can't she know the sound of your voice?
So I've been able to connect with our contact at Bodavane.
Luther's been selling arms to Gurgos for pennies on the dollar for years.
Why, you ask?
How do you ask why?
He did it in exchange for half of Jarvan's gold.
You too.
At first I thought Eve was just sending me selfies, but in the background of the
shots were maps, contracts, all kinds of documents, chronicling a bravious
agreement to cede half of the country to Lex Luthor once the invasion is complete.
He wants to make himself king.
King.
Should we really still be standing here?
Lewis, you got that flying saucer deal up on the roof?
Grant, group, come on.
Grab the board, Jimmy.
How many does it hold?
Five or six.
Six.
Okay.
Come on, you two.
Why the hell would Lex want half a dozen?
His cultish acolytes believe he's going to create a technologically advanced utopia.
Utopia?
That's a profit factor as well.
And the petroleum deposits alone are worth multiples of his investment.
Whatever his motives are, he don't want to do
everything he could to ruin Superman's reputation.
Eve's photos show he was behind the whole hammer of bravias scam.
And all the bots stirring up anti-Superman sentiment online.
Mr. Terrific believes Luthor is also behind
the spreading rift between universes out there.
All of it seems to be geared towards stopping Superman
from standing in the way of the bravian invasion, Chief.
Call me Perry, kid.
Post the story.
Fast.
Lock the door, kid.
Why don't I have a seat?
Jimmy, will you transcribe?
Uh-huh.
The Daily Planet has obtained exclusive information proving that billionaire Lex
Luthor is in league with the bravian dictator of a sealed word code.
Clark, are you close?
It's about to hit Metropolis, and my codes are not shutting down.
Shit!
So slow it down.
I can, unless I can put the code in.
Just hold on a minute, then.
There's a code to close the rift, but it's too complicated to hack.
Luthor will have the code at Luthor Court.
Just give me a minute, I'll get crypto and we'll go-You
brought that-I didn't want him killing my parents' cows.
The nanites are suppressing his optic nerve.
Sight and extra vision should be completely muted.
Mouth breach.
Yeah?
There I am.
We won't sleep peacefully!
The whole street won't be flooded!
I'll kill you all!
Who's in friction to get the nanites out?
Doesn't matter if he gets them off his face.
The nanites are still in his lungs.
Engineer Ultraman, keep up!
We're trying!
Maintain LOS.
Yes!
No shit, now!
Hurry!
Entering the hole.
Infrared, please.
Her heart's still beating, but she's unconscious.
Calling the raptors.
Cloning you was relatively simple.
All it took was combing the aftermath of your
battles until I located a strand of your hair.
That's how you got into the fortress?
You had my V.N.A.?
Yes, but as is often the case with cloning, the match was imperfect.
The team might be even stupider than you, if that's possible.
But easier to control.
3S!
22K!
31K!
28!
5B!
6K!
9K!
My brain will always win!
Brain beats brawn!
No matter what you do to me, Luther, your plans in Boravia won't work.
Oh, man!
Why's that?
Because I called in some friends.
Mr. Luther?
There is an anomaly at the border.
I'm not like Superman.
It's perfect.
Posture's good.
Honest.
I think you overestimate the importance of Jarhead more to be Superman.
That was just a bonus.
I'm not killing you so the Boravian military conflict can proceed.
I created the Boravian military conflict so I'd have an excuse to kill you!
Once you involve yourself by you, I can easily
get our government support in qualifying you.
Why?
Because you're destroying us!
Timeline 13B!
Obviously.
No shit.
I'm not dim.
I'm aware Envy consumes my every waking moment.
13L.
I know!
When they mention Galileo or Einstein or one of these other twits in the same
breath as me, I feel a tide of vomit burn the back of my throat.
But at least Galileo did something.
He wasn't summoned.
Don't be the new ship catapulted onto this planet just to have the world fawn over
him because his strength illuminates how weak we all really are.
So my Envy is a calling.
It is the sole hope for humanity because it is what has driven me to annihilate you.
What are you.
Smirking at, you idiot?
Brain beats prawn.
Sorry, Tom.
You watching through those?
Tell them what to do.
Crypto!
Get the toy!
13L!
Come on, stupid dog!
Crypto is down!
Crypto is still down!
Crypto is down!
We have to get to Luther to stop the rift!
I'm not messing around.
I'm doing important stuff.
It's going to reach a bigger line in a minute.
There are people there.
They chose him!
Let them die!
We'll close it from the bunker before it gets to a city I care about.
Open the port!
Not bad.
Let's go.
Save me first, people!
I'm a goddamn Mr. Terrific.
You piece of shit alien!
That is where you've always been wrong about me, Lex.
I'm as human as anyone.
I love, I get scared.
I wake up every morning and despite not knowing what to do, I put one foot in
front of the other and I try to make the best choices I can.
I screw up all the time.
But that is being human.
And that's my greatest strength.
And someday, I hope, for the sake of the world, you understand that it's yours too.
Oh, that's beautiful.
But none of this matters, you patronizing clown.
The government gave me the authority to kill you.
If not today, then...
Dude.
Got it.
Lex!
What?!
Well, this just in.
An absolute bombshell from the daily planet.
Billionaire Lex Luthor aligning himself with a foreign entity, believe it or not.
Luthor has been giving them billions and billions of dollars worth of free weapons.
♪
Lex Luthor has been working covertly with Vasil Gherkos and
the Boravian government to overthrow the country of Jarhan IV.
Luthor has been giving them... We had Luthor on this show many times.
Little did we know, he was a traitor.
The foolishness of that.
The one thing conservatives and liberals can
finally agree on is that Lex Luthor sucks.
The whole world turned against Superman.
And we all owe him an enormous apology.
He is, of course, the hero we always thought he was.
I'm glad you're not concerned about the Medicians, Rick.
Because now they're the ones making the rules.
Get his ball back to Bel-Reed!
Ms. Lane.
I thought I might give you an interview.
I could fill you in on all the behind the scenes.
Sure.
I think that would be... Great.
How about over here, for an interview?
How long have they been hooking up?
About three months, I think.
Got this place cleaned up pretty good.
I love that.
Cleaned yourself up pretty good, too.
You think so?
Yeah.
I think it gives you character.
Maybe one day you'll give me a name.
Well... Forza name?
So is Gary.
Sir, I think your cousin has returned.
Yeah.
What the hell, dude?
Why did you move the door?
I didn't move the door.
Where is my dog?
Okay, well, this is why he has behavioral issues.
No boundaries.
Sounds healthy, isn't it?
Thanks for watching, you bitch!
She likes to go and party on other planets.
Planets with red suns.
Because of her, metabolism can't get drunk on a planet with a yellow sun.
If I had any emotional capacity whatsoever, I'd be concerned about her partying.
Yeah.
Superman, would you like to see the footage of your parents?
He finds it soothing.
Oh!
Yeah, Gary.
That'd be nice.
No!
I am your father.