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Previously on Justice League:

No!

-We need to consider replenishing our forces.

-A new member? Who?

When you got Lobo on your team, who needs Superman?

Hello?!

Anyone here?!

Hello?!

Superman to Justice League.

Looks like we've somehow been transported to a planet with a red sun.

My powers aren't working.

I'm picking up your homing beacon but I'm not getting audio.

I'll leave this channel open and attempt to move closer to your position.

Should've taken the compact.

Down!

Stay!

Just you and me, huh?

Guess this is where we find out who's top dog.

If I'm interpreting this thing right, we're very close to each other.

I'm bunking in for the night, heading out again at dawn.

Maybe we'll see each other tomorrow.

Whoa!

End of the line, guys.

Get! Go on!

No.

No!

Comm-link zero-two, recognized.

Authorized user: Superman.

Access granted.

Hello?! Is anybody in here?

Hello?!

Warning. Watchtower now running on reserve power.

System sleep in 30 seconds.

Override.

What happened to everybody?

-They died, Superman.

Thousands of years ago.

-They don't build them like this anymore. -What?

It didn't lose orbit until only 75 years ago.

Remarkable feat of engineering.

What happened here?

I think you've already guessed.

-This is Earth? -Yes.

Thousands of years in your future.

That simpleton, Toyman, never understood what he had created.

The disintegrator beam he hit me with.

An energized tachyon stream. That's what sent you into the future.

Hello.

How did you get here?

The old-fashioned way. I'm immortal.

I'm the sole remaining survivor of the human race.

-All the people...? -Gone.

The earth belongs to the cockroaches now.

Oh, and me.

I picked up your comm signal a few weeks ago.

-I used it to track you down. -You could've just called.

I'm afraid you might be holding a grudge.

If you'd switched off, I might never have found you.

Grudge? You tried to take over the world.

Twice. -ln the long run, not so important.

Take it from someone who knows.

You're insane.

True. But that doesn't mean I'm not good company.

Say, you wanna come over to my house?

Like you've got something better to do.

Before we go inside, I wanted you to see this.

-This is Metropolis. -Was.

I restored it myself.

Archeology is one of my hobbies.

Your funeral was lovely.

It was on all the networks. I used to have the DVD.

-I'm glad you enjoyed it. -As a matter of fact, I did.

But I've had 30,000 years to reconsider.

It took you that long to figure out that you're a power-mad despot?

It took me that long to figure out my lust for power and control was meaningless.

I don't know what con you're running...

...but you're wasting your time.

-I should never have done it. -Done what?

This. I destroyed the world.

It was only a few months after you disappeared.

I had just perfected an invention that gave me total control over gravity.

I proclaimed myself master of the world.

The Justice League would never have allowed that.

True. They put up quite a fight.

Green Lantern was the most difficult. I killed him right here.

No, it was over there.

In any case, I destroyed the entire Justice League that day.

But that wasn't all.

My newfound powers disrupted the gravitational balance of the solar system.

This is the result.

I should smash your skull.

Go ahead. We both know it wouldn't work.

What now?

Lunch?

Sorry about the mess. I tried to tidy up a bit.

-You did all this?

-Every bit. I've had a long time to tinker.

You have to keep busy or you'll go mad.

Self-help books? You don't seem the type.

I read whatever I can find. Anyway, I've got issues.

What with my destroying the earth and all.

Hope you're hungry.

Like it? I grew all the food myself.

House: Garden view.

Some garden.

I spent quite a lot of time rediscovering the principles of agriculture.

Something to do.

-Like the rocket ship, I suppose? -Starship.

I intended to leave the Earth, search the universe for other life.

-But I never did. -Too difficult?

Not at all. I decided I deserved to be punished.

-Savage!

Savage, wake up!

What? What is it?

You've got a time machine!

I spent several decades working on it. Then, I lost interest.

Why didn't you finish it?

No attention span, I suppose.

-No point, either. -There is a point. Don't you see?

You could go back and stop yourself from destroying the world.

No, I couldn't.

This design doesn't allow me to travel back to any time where I already exist.

Yeah. But I'm already dead.

On your feet, Mr. Wizard. We've got work to do.

-It's not working. -It's working perfectly.

Don't have sufficient power to keep it open.

You told me this place was powered by its own hydroelectric dam.

Ten dams wouldn't be enough to open a time warp for more than a few seconds.

I take it you've got something in mind.

About 30 years ago...

...some roach creatures broke in and stole my generator.

It's the only power source capable of running my time machine.

Can't you build another one?

I'm working on it. I'll be finished in another 50 years.

Care to wait?

-What do the roaches want with a power cell?

For all intents and purposes, it's a miniature sun.

They use it to provide warmth to their central mound.

-We go on foot from here. -This is gonna be fun.

Trust me, it isn't.

So much for stealth. They know we're here.

-Go! Go!

-Look out!

Superman!

I suspected the radiation from the device might restore your powers.

But I didn't want to needlessly raise your hopes or mine.

You ready to send me back?

No. But I will anyway.

You have to stop me by any means necessary.

-I promise. -Four days from your arrival...

...my younger self will steal dwarf star matter...

...from a scientist named Ray Palmer.

If you prevent that, I'll never be able to build my weapon.

Ray Palmer. Got it.

What happens to you?

Redemption if I'm lucky. Don't worry about me.

Return to your friends. Do what you do best.

What you were born to do.

Save the world.

-Say it. Say it.

"Uncle."

I can't hear you!

He's beaten. Put the car down.

I was gonna. Pretty good, huh?

When you got Lobo on your team, who needs Superman?

-Bang, you're dead.

Superman!

-You're alive! -Are you okay?

-I can't believe it. -I'm fine. Very glad to be home.

Flash?

-Something in my eyes. -Yeah, tears.

It's okay, man. We all feel the same way.

Superman, how can you be--?

Alive? Toyman sent me into the future.

Then, Vandal Savage and I fought some giant cockroaches and....

It's complicated.

I love the beard. Keeping it?

Not a chance.

You were greatly missed, my friend, by all of us.

Don't let him fool you. Your death hit him as hard as it did any of us.

-Really? -No.

I never believed you were dead in the first place.

-I guess that's sort of a compliment. -Ain't this great?

The whole team together again, all eight of us.

-Count again. You're fired. -What?!

You're not Justice League material, Lobo.

Go chase a bail jumper.

I don't care what you do. Just clear out.

This is the thanks I get? What a stinking rip!

Next time you lollipops need help, don't bother asking the main man!

We didn't ask you this time!

Get cleaned up and find a new set of clothes.

Not yet. We've got a job to do.

Come on. I'll explain on the way.

Thank you, my friend.