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But none of that can deter me from the sacred duty that you have entrusted into

my hands.

The tragic fact that Lois Lane was one of our leading citizens is only further

proof that in Metropolis, no one is above the law.

I believe the sentence of death is wholly fitting. The crime itself caught

videotape.

Motive established by the shocking testimony of Perry White, editor of

Turn that thing off!

They want to execute my wife, Perry.

Son, it's late.

You've been through hell.

What's going on?

There's nothing there for me.

Clark, I've been on the phone with the DA all day.

I never testified against Lois.

You believe me, don't you?

Of course I believe you, Chief.

It was a trick.

And we'll figure it out. But right now, I just... Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

If there's anything I can do.

The defendant, please rise. The people of Metropolis have found you guilty of

murder in the first degree.

Guilty of murder in the first degree.

Guilty of murder in the first degree.

Clark, Superman, what are you doing?

Shh, it's okay.

There's no one in the next cell.

The whole place is asleep.

I have been dreaming about you all night. When I saw you standing there, I

thought I was dreaming.

Oh, God, I'm so scared.

Clark, you've got to go. They check my cell every 20 minutes.

I am going.

And so are you.

What? I'm taking you out of here.

Look, what do you mean you're taking me out of here?

I lay on that cot every single night, secretly wishing that that's just what

you'll do, but you can't.

Don't you understand what that would do to you?

The issue here isn't me, it's you.

You are the person that I love more than anything in life.

I'm not going to watch my wife sit in jail waiting to die for something she

didn't do, no matter what happens to me.

But you spent your life serving justice. Exactly.

And you're innocent.

Together, we're going to prove that.

Now, if that isn't serving justice, I don't know what is.

You being irrational, I sort of love that.

You sure about this? I'm sure that I love you.

Memo to self.

Did Machiavelli have a point of view on revenge? Find out.

Now, access needed to Star Labs. Must find space to stash hallucination

generator.

Send front page of Daily Planet out for framing.

Walcott, are you getting all this?

I don't get why we have to write everything down when you've already

it. Back up, Walcott.

Back up is all that stands between us and systems. System failure, I know.

Do you think anyone knows that we're up here? Of course not.

This bell tower has been abandoned for over 30 years.

I selected it myself in the event, however unlikely, that I'd be

plot to ruin my enemies and murder thousands.

Good thing I took the time.

Memo to self by Rattrap.

Lowest lane is taken care of.

What's next?

Targets two and three.

Dr. Klein, my former boss at Star Labs, and Superman, muscle -bound goody

-goody. It's all part of an equation, Walcott.

Klein found out I was selling weapons technology to unfriendly nations.

He fired me from Star Labs, blabbing the entire story to Lois Lane, who printed

it, and to Superman, who captured me and took me to jail. This, multiplied by

years of simmering hatred and stifled genius, equals what?

Revenge, revenge, revenge.

That's like what, new math?

Sheila, I told you never to come here unless it was an emergency.

Well, I consider myself going mental an emergency, all right?

Excuse me for living.

What is it now?

I just got this feeling. I mean, I shot that video.

They show it in court.

Lois Lane is going to die.

I'm getting hot flashes here.

I wouldn't worry about going mental, Sheila. That would require mentality.

And you can't feel guilt I hired you because you're completely immoral.

Yeah, well, I never got anybody killed before.

No? Well, I did.

If you even think of breathing a word of this to anyone, you'll be just another

head on my wall.

You have heads?

I speak metaphorically.

Goodbye.

See any cops?

Nope.

Listen to us.

Just to meet us, you'd never think of us as Bonnie and Clyde. Of course, there's

no Clyde. I'm the one who's a hardened criminal.

Bonnie, you are not a hardened criminal.

Well, I'm a wanted fugitive. Well, there's a big difference.

That's very comforting.

Remember that TV show, The Fugitive? Richard Kimball was the fugitive. He was

wrongly convicted, and he escaped to prove his innocence.

And eventually, he did.

How long did it take?

I think the show ran four years.

I didn't even pack a toothbrush.

It sure has been stormy lately.

I wonder how bad it's going to get.

And as district attorney, I can assure you that this office will not rest until

Mad Dog Killer Lois Lane is brought to justice.

Mad Dog Killer? I mean... Oh,

now it's just Mad Dog.

And although Superman is not a suspect at this time, his involvement in the

escape has been called into question.

Anyone spotting Superman... So now they're watching the skies, too. I knew

would be.

That's why we're not flying.

But you could fly fast enough to be almost invisible.

Yeah, but you'd be vaporized.

Vaporized. That would be bad.

Vaporized. That would be bad.

Oh, Clark.

I know this is it. This is it. So, honey, all we have to do is just be very

careful, lay low, and we'll be... What?

What are you hearing?

Well, maybe we're going to have to lay a little lower than I thought.

Just picked up a police call.

They're setting up roadblocks.

Isn't this place called the Cozy Motel?

Yeah.

Well, they lied.

Well, sorry about the room, honey.

It's probably the best we're going to do tonight.

Oh, well, I'm sorry I got a little upset in the car.

First time you hear yourself called mad dog.

You get upset.

Anyone would.

Well, you know, we never did have an out -of -town honeymoon.

And this is definitely...

out of town oh you know how to show a girl a good time

Please, open up now.

Uh, just a minute.

Sir, are you alone here?

Here?

Right here in this room?

Yeah. Have you noticed a mad woman lurking about?

What kind of mad woman? Vicious, homicidal, maniacal. A handful. Mad Dog

Was that a creek?

Was what a creek? Thought I heard a creek. I didn't hear a creek. Could

heard a creek. Wasn't a creek.

No creek.

No creek at all.

Well, I'll keep my eye peeled for that lunatic.

A guy can never be too careful.

Thanks, officer.

Thank you, sir.

That lunatic?

A guy can never be too careful?

What do you want me to say?

You know, lighten up, officer. I'm married to that lunatic.

Well, even if I am a lunatic, I'm still your lunatic.

You know, that's what I think, honey.

Thank you.

Sure.

You know, Clark, I'm so grateful to be out of that prison cell

and here with you.

But I just, I never actually thought that we would be dodging

roadblocks and hiding from cops.

I mean, we can't spend the rest of our lives like this.

Which is why we're going to unravel this case and figure out who's framing you.

Here's that list.

Anyone with a grudge against you?

Those are just my relatives.

The people you sent to jail.

Not everyone, just scientists.

Making an entire courtroom full of people think that Perry was testifying

against you took some pretty advanced technology.

Sort of making a gun fire a bullet all by itself.

Plus, whoever it was must have been pretty angry to devise a scheme like

Well, traditionally, people who get sent to jail are pretty angry.

Do you think you could narrow it down to the three angriest?

You know, all I ever wanted was to get to the bottom of a problem and make it

better.

I'm beginning to think people don't even appreciate that anymore.

All I do is take the Daily Planet and wrap old fish in it.

And I get convicted of murder.

Well, I appreciate it, honey.

See, this isn't so bad.

Five people threatened to sue you.

That's not so awful.

Two hundred threatened to kill you.

Oh.

Yeah, but only six have the background to create those hallucinations.

Don't be upset, honey.

You follow your heart.

You do the right thing.

And will you love me?

You have a really great body.

Being a hard -fitting newswoman sure is more fun than it used to be.

The Project K reports are on your desk, Bernard. Mm -hmm. You'd better review

them since I obviously have no credibility.

Oh, congratulations on your promotion.

Baines, I didn't want to be new project chief. I didn't ask for it. I know you

wanted it. I don't even like Project K.

Of course you don't. It was my idea. I just think the Defense Department has

enough ways of turning a bajillion people into toast.

But not like this. Not in seconds, leaving buildings completely intact.

I know.

You've seen how lethal kryptonite is to Superman.

My hybrid kryptonite is equally dangerous to Earth humans.

Or it would be if you hadn't thrown a wrench in the works by tattling on

Professor Cole.

The man was unhinged and unstable.

The man was brilliant.

He was this close to a method of exposing millions to hybrid K at once.

sent him to jail. I did not personally send him to jail. There are laws against

what he did.

Visionaries should be exempt from the laws of lesser mortals.

You're sounding a little unhinged and unstable yourself.

Baines? Ah, Baines, I'm sorry if I sound a little cranky. I'm under a lot of

pressure. But even you should see Cole how to be stopped.

Baines?

Test work.

They brought the Baines hallucination completely.

But even you should see Cole how to be stopped.

But I wasn't stopped.

I can expose millions to hybrid kryptonite.

Well, you're not even close to a method.

All I need is the hybrid K.

Memo to self.

Devise added revenge for, quote, unhinged and unstable, unquote, remarks.

What do we do with him?

Well, I'm about to annihilate quite a few folks in Metropolis.

The more, the merrier.

Yes. This is your best friend in the world.

The one who handed you a murder conviction and possibly the

Who the hell are you?

Someone you want as your best friend. Not your worst enemy.

The Lane woman is still on the loose.

I know that.

And you also know.

Your poll numbers are falling like parakeet droppings in a birdcage. I can

handle it. All I have to do is bring in Lois Lane. That's exactly what you have

to do. Or I just might have to reveal a certain destroying of evidence on your

part. No one can accuse me of destroying evidence.

I have it under my control at all times.

Have it right now, do you?

Of course.

Because if anyone were to find it, you'd be finished.

Of course I have it.

You're breathing awfully hard, Counselor. I didn't rise to this

position by losing things.

You lost Lois Lane.

Find her, or you'll lose everything.

I got your note back at the motel.

I'm sorry it took me so long.

Metropolis PD took forever questioning me about you.

You sure this place is safe?

No, I had to get out of that room.

At least out here in the country, I don't feel like such a fugitive.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Ryan, don't panic.

Don't panic.

Don't panic, yes, don't panic.

Has the bullet I supposedly fired turned up?

No, it vanished from evidence logout. If we could just find that Sheila.

That woman that taped that eyewitness video.

She sort of vanished, too.

Do we have the whereabouts of the guys that we came up with on that list?

Not exactly.

You just let me know when it is a good time to panic.

Your mother's left you 45 messages telling you to call her. There you go.

I'll panic.

Ready, miss?

Uh, thanks. No, we weren't going to have anything at all. Actually, I would like

a chicken sandwich on a sourdough bun with a slice of Bermuda onion.

And no mayonnaise.

Some Dijon mustard on the side. And if you don't have sourdough, seven grand

will be fine.

And I'd like some iced chamomile tea with a slice of lemon, no lime.

And some boysenberry pie. Just a piece.

Heat it to room temperature.

Sir? Nothing, thank you.

Honey. What?

I'm no expert, but I think that when you're on the lam, you forego the

subtleties of cuisine in favor of staying low -key.

Clark. Being in jail reminded me that every breath of free air should be

as special.

Where are you going?

Forgot to ask for dope.

Excuse me, sir.

Do you think I could get some... I know who you are.

Well, obviously the jig is up.

Honey, honey, please. I'm trying to super here right now. When I'm super

and you're standing this close and you're talking to me, it sounds like

sticking a knife in my head. Honey, so if you could just stop for just a

please. I'm sorry.

I'll stop talking.

Unfortunately, so will they.

I

told

him I hadn't seen anyone.

I'm Lou.

Like I said, I know who you are.

See, everyday people like me, we worry about keeping our families safe and our

businesses open.

We have small lives.

But you fight for us when we can't do it ourselves.

I just want you to know we appreciate it.

And I'm real sure you didn't kill anyone, Miss Lane.

This tape, which I will give to the cops, will ease my tortured conscience.

Lois Lane, like so many women before her, is a pawn in a bigger game.

A dupe in a scurrilous scheme.

A puppet in a putrid

ploy.

Thanks for coming.

I need to talk to you.

Let's go over here.

Please, let's talk over here where no one can see us.

You didn't have to come into town, you know. It's just not all that safe.

Look, I'm fine. You changed your whole identity with a pair of glasses.

I've gone the extra mile here.

I'm just saying I could have run down a few leads on my own.

We're a team.

I don't want you doing all this work just because I've been inconvenienced.

Inconvenienced?

Honey, you've been sent to death row.

Anyway, I want to find out more about that bullet disappearance.

Why don't you go check in on the planet?

Okay, fine.

I'll meet you... Victim is a female, Sheila Danko.

Police call.

That woman who taped you holding the gun on Sykes was just murdered.

Sheila.

And they found a hidden video camera at the crime scene.

Give me a super minute. I'll go check out that camera.

Great idea. Go.

Let's see some tights.

I'm going.

I'm going. Jeez.

I've been tailing Kent since he got back into town.

He's with a woman.

Yeah, that's her.

You receive it?

Yes. Yes.

Got her.

Now, if this woman had, say, dark hair, and we took off a little makeup and the

glasses, well, surprise, surprise.

Oh, Clark, there you are. I've been worried sick about Lois.

How is she?

How is she, Chief?

She's at large.

Yeah, but how is she?

Are you assuming that I know where she is?

I'm assuming that I know you, son.

She's doing okay, Chief.

You tell her we love her.

Thanks, Chief.

C .K. I'm trying to find anyone who might be doing research and creating

hallucinations, but I'm coming up dry.

Are you sure Superman really saw what he said he saw?

Do you think he could have been... Hallucinating? Yes, Jimmy, he was

hallucinating. But somebody made him hallucinate what he hallucinated.

Oh, I see.

Just like your brain can be stimulated to make you think that you're tasting

something, I think someone figured out a way to make you think that you're

seeing something. Well, whoever it is, he's not here.

Of course, I won't rest until I find him.

This tape, which I will give to the cops, will ease my tortured conscience.

Lois Lane.

Whoa, that's the lady who taped Lois shooting, uh, holding the gun that

shot that guy.

Jimmy, the woman on this tape was just murdered.

What?

Where did this come from? A hidden video camera.

Superman was at the crime scene. He took the tape to forensics, made me a copy.

Shh, shh, shh.

He must have been trying to get someone to talk to her on tape, but we'll never

know who.

Conference room.

Uh, yeah.

I'd be interested in a meeting.

I'm at the park across from the Hall of Justice.

I hope you're kidding.

No, no, no. Why would you be kidding? I have news.

Hurry.

Man.

Jimmy. It looks like there's some little image reflected in this piece of mirror

right here. It's so tiny. Yeah, but a lab could blow the image way up. Okay,

just try it, okay?

Sure. C .K., are you all right?

Yeah, Jimmy, I'm sorry.

I just got a lot on my mind.

I know.

Tell Lois we miss her.

Yeah.

Hey, can I ask you a question?

Yes, sweetheart.

Are you crazy?

The guy who put you away is right in there.

You are upset. Your suit's showing.

I've got news.

So do I.

Recognize him?

Yeah.

Professor Jefferson Cole.

Is he out?

I think he just murdered someone. What? Who?

That woman who videotaped you shooting...

Holding that gun that somehow shot Sykes.

He connected to her?

And to you.

He's right there on that list of people who hated you. And could have created

the hallucination.

You, me, and Dr. Klein put him away. He was not very happy. With any of us.

The guy's a mechanical genius. If anyone could have made that bullet fire

without a trigger being pulled, it's him.

Which brings me to my news. I found out about that bullet casing. At 11 .05, it

was in evidence lockup when the guard was called away.

And when he returned at 11 .10, it was gone.

I got a hold of the phone records.

Guess where that call came from.

The DA's office.

You were the bad one.

Maybe I should do that hopper around the building and x -ray thing.

I was hoping you would.

Please don't do anything adventurous.

I will remain completely inconspicuous.

Hmm.

I'll just do it.

Hello, Mother.

It's me.

I'm, you know, fine.

I... I walked out, Mother.

It's a long story.

Well, I'm sorry this has taken such a terrible toll on you.

I'm sorry that you had to double your medication.

Yes, I know medication is not cheap.

What?

Let hounds lose the scent if I hide in water?

Yeah, I'll try and remember that. Look, I've got to go. I just didn't want you

to worry. Really, I'm perfectly safe.

Lois Lane will be brought to justice.

That is what I called you here to say.

The faulty cell door that allowed her to escape.

is being investigated.

And security measures will be tripled when this ruthless killer is once again

behind bars. Rest assured that this administration will not sleep while Mad

Lane is still at large.

No one is above the law.

Thank you.

I have nothing to do with that. I checked the whole

building. The D .A. is hiding the bullet. It's not there.

You know what?

If he was really nervous... He'd keep it really close.

That was my thought.

No more questions.

One more. One more question. We've got nothing else to say.

Daily Planet wants to know...

I'm really sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Sorry, sir.

Dropping him again was a nice touch.

Someone that slippery is tough to hold on to.

Any luck?

I haven't looked at the vacation schedule.

Do you understand? I am a scientist.

What?

No, I haven't thought about the Christmas party.

Superman, take it from me. Don't ever become an administrator. My life is a

living hell. Hi -ho, Dr. Klein.

Hi -ho. I'm here on a matter of urgent national security.

A terrorist cell has become aware of Project K.

You know about Project K? You know I have the highest security clearance.

Otherwise, I couldn't even be in this room.

The Defense Department wants the hybrid kryptonite moved to safe storage until

additional security can be implemented here.

Superman, it's deadly stuff.

I suppose you have written orders.

Of course.

Now, if you'll fetch the hybrid kryptonite, I'll instruct you where to

You see what I mean, Superman?

If I weren't new projects chief, I wouldn't be stuck doing this stuff.

Yes, Dr. Klein, I see what you mean.

Yes, Dr. Klein, I see what you mean. You obviously weren't ready for the

promotion. Oh, that's a little rude.

Hey, if the shoe fits.

I hope.

It's an alley between Gold Street and Hudson.

Third door. Meet you there.

Look, I'm fine, really.

Just promise me you won't take any more chances. All right, all right. I'll go

back to the motel, but you've got to get the bullet over Starling. Hey, fine.

Just be careful.

Of course.

I'm sorry.

What else could possibly happen?

Don't even gasp.

What do you want?

I'm making the citizens arrest.

Superman!

Dr. Klein.

I need to see you. You just saw me. No, I didn't. Yes, you did.

Where did I see you? You know.

No, I don't. You don't know. I have no idea.

You and I didn't just go on a secret government mission.

No. We didn't remove the hybrid kryptonite. No. We didn't take it to

safekeeping. No.

Superman, forgive me, but you are losing it, my boy.

Dr. Klein, what is hybrid kryptonite?

The most dangerous substance in the world.

It was the government's idea.

And you just took it somewhere?

To a drop -off point so special agents could place it in safekeeping.

Oh, God.

If you didn't tell me to, who did?

A hallucination.

But that's completely unauthorized. Yes, it is.

And I have a feeling that right now that hybrid kryptonite is in the hands of

Jefferson Cole.

Oh, I hope not.

He's insane.

I'd like a cocktail now.

Dr. Klein, I need you to tell me where this drop -off point is.

I'll try and find that stuff, but is it deadly to me, too?

It can pretty much destroy anyone.

Without harming property, so it's environmentally friendly.

While I'm gone, I want you to microanalyze this bullet casing.

I think that Cole rigged it to fire so he could frame Lois Lane.

No calls.

What? No, I haven't.

No.

Oh, no.

Apparently, that was just a news bulletin.

Anonymous sources say most of Metropolis will die in exactly 15 minutes due to

exposure to a deadly substance.

Survivors, if any, can thank Superman and Dr. Bernard Klein for their misery.

I

was

right. Two feet, seven inches of rope, precisely.

One more inch, and there would have been slop.

And I'm anything but sloppy, Miss Lane.

So it falls to me to complete the task the state botched up.

Your execution.

Oh, you're right. The irony leaves one speechless.

You, who once put me away, about to be put away by the object of her put

-awaying.

Now, the real excitement for you, other than your annihilation,

is to get to watch the bulk of Metropolis die before you do.

With your cohort, Klein and Superman, shoulder in the blab.

Chief!

Chief! Any more word from this nutcase threatening the city?

Oh, no, and no one's been located.

Not even Superman.

Eyewitnesses say Superman and Klein took this hybrid stuff from the vault at

Star Labs and delivered it to some terrorist group. Well, if I had to

would guess that this terrorist group was really Jefferson Cole, out for

revenge. Oh, that same guy that you and Lois put in jail?

Yeah, yeah, but what about Superman and Klein? Well, if I had to guess on that

one, I would guess that the Superman who went to Klein was really a

hallucination, just like the hallucination of you that testified

Well, that's a pretty impressive guessing.

You got anything to back it up? Well, T .K., the video frame you asked me to

enlarge? So it's Jefferson Cole and the reflection just before Sheila died.

Oh, and guess who was in the same prison with Cole at the very same time?

Elroy Sykes, the guy Lois supposedly shot.

I guess I do, Chief.

Come on, come on.

Now this is good.

Hey, now where are you going?

Chief! Whoa. Something's happening outside in the sky.

Memo to self.

Kudos are in order.

I could win a Nobel Prize.

ever had that atrocities category.

I've been seeding clouds for weeks, Lois, preparing to launch a storm

on the streets of Metropolis.

But no one will be singing in this rain.

It's laced with hybrid kryptonite.

Pure death, droplet by droplet.

They were worried about the ozone.

It's gone.

It can't be. gone.

It's gone.

Ah!

Hello.

Excuse me, sister.

Have you seen a bullet?

Ah, kind of bent.

You know, like it's been used.

It didn't affect him.

Look at that freak.

I had the whole city keeling over out there, and he's healthy as a horse.

Well, the same can't be said for you.

Goodbye, Lois, for the second time.

I'm not going to say it again!

That's for sure.

You rain?

Professor Cole, we gotta get out of here!

Well,

never mind then.

I just had to call and thank you again, Dr. Klein.

Your testimony about the hallucination device and the rigged bullet really

helped to clear me.

Well, it certainly cleared me.

That bullet was amazing, Miss Lane.

Microcircuitry of a near molecular size.

Did you know that I'm management now?

I heard.

Congratulations.

Oh, I hate it.

Oh, bye.

I got your key?

Nope.

Oh, they're beautiful.

Well, the acting DA decided not to pursue my big jailbreak. They want to

this whole embarrassing incident behind them.

Aren't you coming inside?

I want you to come out here first.

Out there?

There's something that I never quite got around to doing.

Now it's even more official.

Finally, we can spend our first quiet evening at home together.

Finally.

Oh, Clark.

There was a time when I thought I would rather die than sit around with my

husband watching TV and talking about the day.

I gotta tell you, it sounds wonderful.

It's to us.

Sitting around, just being an old married couple.

Oh, yeah.

That's all right.

So how about the wallpaper?

Do you think we should take it down and put it back up together so that we can

bond?

Nah.

I decided there are more important things than really what a couple can do

together to bond.

Race upstairs.

No cheating, no superpowers.