All language subtitles for Lois.&.Clark.The.New.Adventures.of.Superman.S01E03.Strange.Visitor.1080p.HMAX.WEBRip.DD.2.0.H.265.-EDGE2020

[keys clacking]

[indistinct chattering]

Adopted kids looking for their
birth parents if you must know.

(Lois)
Search for roots.
Emotional roller coaster.

Unrealistic expectations.
Tearjerker reconciliations.

- Huh, quick study.
- Mm, not really.

I did it three years ago.

There are no old stories, Lois.

(both)
Just new angles.

Thank you.

It seems to me
if your real parents

don't care enough to raise you,
why give it a second thought?

Because if they gave you away,
they must've had a reason.

And it's that not knowing
that kills you.

Good.

You stick to
the touchy-feely stuff.

I'll take Superman.

Smooth outfit, Lois.
New?

What do you want, Olsen?

(Olsen)
Well, I was just thinking,
you know

since your, uh,
kid sister's new in town

maybe she'd like
somebody to, uh..

You know, show her around.

You wanna ask Lucy out?

[sighs]

(Olsen)
Do I have a shot?

I'll need a complete
financial statement

and the results
of a recent physical.

Okay.

Jimmy, I'm kidding.

Come on. You don't think
she'll laugh in my face?

Use the telephone.

[elevator bell dings]

I have a warrant
issued by federal court.

Everyone step back
from your desk.

- 'What..'
- 'What's going on?'

(female #1)
'Can I call you back? Hey! Hey!'

Nobody comes busting
into my newsroom like this.

Take it up with Washington.

"Order to produce evidence

"compel testimony.

Lois lane. Clark Kent."

Wait a minute!
Get your hands off me!

Hey, hey. Put it away!

- He's just a reporter.
- Reporter?

As in protected
by the constitution.

Impressive document,
the constitution.

It enables the courts to issue
warrants like this one

'which says I get what I want.'

What exactly is that?

Mr. Kent.

- I presume.
- That's right.

I want Superman

and I'm not leaving here

until you tell me
where I can find him.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

Do they honestly think
if we knew where Superman was

we'd be hanging around
this place?

(male #1)
'No, no, no. Wait.
Just-just a minute.'

'I don't agree with it.'

[whistling]

Okay, kids.
Here's the deal.

They want the two of you
to take a polygraph test.

What?

Limited to national security

concerns about Superman.

A lie detector?

I-I told 'em to stuff it.

'Not my two reporters.'

- That's right.
- Good for you.

I told 'em if they're
so bound and determined

to take your computers
and your notes

to just get on with it and get
the hell out of my office

so I can start suing their butts
off into the next century.

- Take my computer?
- Well, you talk, they walk.

You don't, well, they're gonna
confiscate the whole shebang.

Perry, everything I've ever
done or thought about doing

is on that computer.

A-all my notes, my contacts,
my novel.

Novel?

Well, don't you back up
on the floppy disks?

Clark, this is
no time to discuss

your compulsive behavior.

Alright. Now, look.
What's it gonna be, folks?

Now I'm with you either way.

[scoffs]

What about the first amendment,
Lois?

To them, the first amendment
is a pesky, little detail.

Well, I can't do th..
we can't do this.

If we knew anything, I'd agree.

But this is like
taking a polygraph

about the ring-tailed lemur.

(Perry)
'Now, see, she's right.'

I mean, we don't know
enough about Superman to lie.

Kent?

Do you know something
that you haven't told us?

(male #2)
'You will answer yes
to these first two questions.'

We use this to calibrate
the machine.

Is your name Lois Lane?

That is what my byline says.

Yes.

Are you also president
of the United States?

Yes.

[beeping]

Do you have any reason
to believe that Superman

'is an agent
of a foreign power?'

Yeah, and leprechauns
are agents of the IRA.

Is Superman from another planet?

If something looks like a duck,
walks like a duck

and talks like a duck, chances
are pretty good it is a duck.

Ah, he looks like a man to me.

During the time
the two of you were alone

did Superman discuss
his mission here on Earth?

Mission?
We flew. We didn't talk.

We didn't have to.

Nonverbal communication.

Does Superman have
any telepathic powers?

[snickers]
I hope not.

Do you have a romantic
attachment to Superman?

Yes or no?

No.

[beeping]

You will answer yes
to these first two questions.

We use this
to calibrate the machine.

'Is your name Clark Kent?'

Yes.

Are you also...Superman?

Yes.

[beep]

Why isn't this
reading as a lie?

Either the machine is
broken again

or this reporter is so mild
mannered he hasn't got a pulse.

Ask him again.

Remember to answer yes, now.

Are you Superman?

Yes.

[blows]

[beeping]

It's working.

Well, Mr. Kent, we'll proceed.

Have you ever met Superman?

Met him?

Uh, I've seen him in action,
if that's what you mean.

I've never actually sat down
and had a conversation with him.

I-I guess you could say
I've met him.

[chuckles]

Is he from this Earth?

I don't know.

Can you take us to Superman
right now?

Take you?

Can you contact Superman?

You mean by telephone or--

By any means possible.

Telepathy, for example.
Can you contact Superman?

No.

[beep]

Perimeter's been penetrated.

[snaps]

[paper rips]

(male #3)
'Move.'

You know, Mr. Kent,
I really don't need a polygraph

to tell me I'm being lied to.

I can see it..

...in the eyes.

We're not finished.

[claps]
Let's go!

- 'Got it.'
- 'Let's move.'

What's going on with you people?

I want an explanation for this!

Chief, it is horrible
the way they're treating us.

You see that agent over there?
He frisked me twice.

Peterman, let's get legal
on this right away.

(Peterman)
'Yes, sir.'

Lane, you and Kent

type up your notes,
give 'em to Valdez.

- She's gonna be writing this.
- What do you mean our notes?

This is my story.

- Our story.
- Seniority.

Right now,
you two are the story.

And in case those goons
come back here with a subpoena

I want you out of here ASAP.

Whoa! Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Let's get back to it.

I-I guess I can
work at home, then.

Home? Anywhere but home.

Don't go anywhere
they can serve you.

Wear your beepers.
We'll be in touch.

Since you're now a man in hiding

I think this would be
the perfect night

to have dinner at my place.

Ah, you and me?

Unless you think
we need a, uh..

...chaperone.

I'm gonna change
into something more comfortable.

Great.

[sighs]

Farm boy moves to the big city.

He's looking for
a little piece of home.

Hmm-mm. That's just
what he's going to get.

I think, um,
a pinot noir would be nice.

I have one chilling.

[sighs]

You've got quite a library.

- I do read.
- I know you do.

It's, maybe your place is
just different than I expected.

Well, you haven't...
seen the bedroom.

- Uh..
- Oh, Clark, relax.

I may never even show it to you.

[chuckles]

- You're full of surprises.
- You have no idea.

I'm not here.
I'm not staying.

If anybody calls,
tell them I was never here.

Don't even admit
that I live here.

If someone knocks at the door,
don't open it

unless you're sure
you know who it is.

Don't sign anything.
Don't accept any deliveries.

I don't know where I'm going.

Don't call me. I'll call you.
You got all this?

It's a man thing, right?

[telephone rings]

Lois, chill.
You're not here.

You don't exist.
I don't know you. We never met.

Hello.

It's some southern guy
with a real attitude.

He says turn on your beeper
or you're fired.

[scoffs]

Hi, Perry.

So...what made you get
into the gossip business?

Oh, Clark, we're all
in the gossip business.

Yeah, but..

You get paid for it.

I get the best stuff.

You wouldn't believe
some of the secrets

people carry around with them.

You have any, um...secrets,
Clark?

[beep]

Whoop. Ha ha ha.

Uh, must be the office.

'May I?'

Oh. Thanks.

This is Kent.

Kent, there's been
a new development.

'I'm sending Jimmy
with a van to pick you up.'

- I-I'll grab a taxi.
- Where are you, anyway?

My God, it sounds
like jungle drums.

Just-just a sec.

Clark, quit playing games.
Where are you?

Lois, Clark is busy right now.

Um, why don't you give him a few
minutes to freshen up first?

[sighs]

Well, look what
the Cat dragged in.

You got the wrong idea, Lois.

Cat Grant's bedroom
has more comings and goings

than metro station.

'You're just another commuter.'

Just tell me what's going on.

What's going on is
the warrant's phony.

Phony?

Phony as a lock of Elvis' hair

from a Memphis souvenir shop.

Look at this.

Our lawyers contacted
the justice department

FBI, state, CIA.

Heck, they even called alcohol,
tobacco, and firearms people.

Nada.

Nobody in Washington
wants to claim those boys.

So who are they?

All we know is
they think their job

is to hunt down Superman.

Which makes it your job,
boys and girls

to hunt them down first.

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

That should read,
"A spokesperson for the FBI."

- What?
- Your second paragraph.

You have it saying that, "The
FBI says it has no existing

operations concerning Superman."

The FBI isn't a person.
It can't speak.

Clark, that's why
we have editors.

Morning, Lois.

Clark. Muah.

Sleep tight?

I did.

Nothing happened.

Clark, you can do the horizontal
rumba with the entire Met-Net

cheerleading squad
for all I care.

Just keep your hands
off my copy.

Hey, CK.

It is all over the newsroom.

You and the Catwoman.

'I didn't think anybody
can come up with anything'

as juicy as yesterday's raid,
but you've done it.

I haven't done anything.

Hey, this is me
you're talking to.

I'm gonna need details.

Specificity. The who, what,
where, when, how, and why.

Actually, I've got the who
and why already figured out

but I am really curious
about the how.

Forget it.

To be honest, I never thought

about asking you for advice
about women until now

but...I've been thinking about
Lois' sister, and, uh..

Shh. Here she comes.

Great piece
of journalism there, CK.

Sorry to interrupt
your male bonding

but we have a break
in the story.

I'll tell you why
I'm in Metropolis.

The director himself
sent me here

to clean up the mess
you started

with that raid
on the "Daily Planet."

No, I call the shots
on bureau 39, not you.

Stand by.

Yes? Send them in.

No, you stay
right where you are.

I'm coming over there
as soon as I bury this story

with these reporters.

You hear me, Trask?
Trask?

- Ha.
- Mr. Thompson, Lois Lane.

- Please.
- Clark Kent.

So you just flew in
from Washington?

Bullet train. I'm not much
for flying. You?

Who exactly do you work for?

I'm a kind of
government ombudsman.

I go where the problems are.

Right now, my job is
to get at the bottom

of this incident
at the "Planet."

Well, that's our job, too.
What can you tell us?

Not much, the first step
in our investigation process

'is to gather
all eyewitness accounts.'

Your investigation?
What about our investigation?

That's the other reason
I'm here.

Understand
we do not take it lightly

when someone tries
to pass himself off

as an agent
of the US Government.

'Can you give us
a physical description'

'of any of the people involved?'

Let me get
something straight.

You're here to interview us?

Yes, and to advise you
to stay out of harm's way.

'The person who did this
is very danger--'

(Lois)
'Mr. Thompson, let me explain
something to you.'

'We do not need
your protection.'

We came here because we thought
you could help us find

the man responsible
for the raid.

- 'Sorry.'
- 'Do you have any clues?'

'Any ideas at all?'

(Thompson)
'Let me ask you
a question, Miss Lane.'

'To the best of your knowledge
does Superman have any enemies?'

- Come on, Clark. Let's go.
- Go?

Well, it's obvious
that Mr. Thompson

doesn't know anything.

Uh, nothing!

You know, Lois,
I'm not feeling that great.

Maybe I should just go home
and...take a nap or something.

Oh, well, yeah.

Sometimes you have to put
yourself above the story.

Well, I don't want to leave you
out in the cold.

Oh, you're not. It's not like
we're a team, anyway.

Do you need a ride?

I-I'll walk. Maybe the fresh air
will do me some good.

Well, I'm just
gonna make a few phone calls.

I'll meet you
back at the paper.

Sure. Feel better.

(Clark)
'Thanks.'

Jimmy? Lois.

I want you to pull everything
on a George Thompson.

[instrumental music]

[whistles]

(female #2)
'Hey, it's Superman!'

Be careful up there.

[instrumental music]

My mission
is to identify alien threats

to the security of this country.

- Superman?
- The advance guard.

We don't resist him,
they send in others.

After all these years
of waiting, now they're here.

So what's your plan,
you gonna capture Superman

and then dissect him?

I don't want to study him.

I wanna kill him...
before he kills us.

Trask,
your reckless freelancing

is jeopardizing the integrity

of the entire
bureau 39 operation.

You don't know
anything about bureau 39.

You sit there with the gutless
paper pushers in Washington.

They're too stupid to know
they're even in a war

let alone how to fight it.

That is just
more of your insane paranoia.

Open your eyes.

They're coming after us.

Now a few people are gonna die
in the struggle, yes

but we either draw the line here

or we capitulate
and I will never submit.

[sighs]

This orders you to turn over
all command and control

of your military assets
to civilian authority.

- Me!
- You can't shut me down.

I can, and I will.
I have the authority.

Ooh!

- You have no authority.
- We'll see.

[instrumental music]

[whoosh]

[squeaking]

You don't like vegetarian,
do you?

He's confused,
he probably doesn't know

whether to plant it...or eat it.

[cow mooing]

Sure looks like he missed
your cooking, though.

Clark, honey,
you just inhaled that.

Something's on your mind,
isn't it?

I wanna hear everything you know
about how you found me.

Everything.

It was May 17, 1966.

We were driving past,
uh, Simpson's Quarry

just due west
of the Elbow River.

(Martha)
'And we saw this thing
in the sky.'

At first we thought
it was one of those ICBMs.

That ship came streaking
across the sky in front of us.

Huh, it was hard to ignore.

And we found you
and took you home.

Your eyes were so big
and so wide

and that little diaper thing
they had you in

'made you look so cute.'

(Jonathan)
'Martha, Martha.'

A few days later,
some men showed up

around town asking questions.

What kind of men?

(Martha)
'They said they were
from the space program.'

And that they thought that
some debris had come down

from some kind of
Russian Satellite

'and they wanted to know
if we'd seen anything.'

- So what'd you tell 'em?
- Not a thing.

There was something about them.
They were scary.

So is that
what you guys think I am?

A Russian experiment?

Oh, honey, we don't care if
you're a Russian or a Martian.

You were ours.
That's all we knew.

We weren't giving you away
to anybody.

'That's why
your father went back there'

'to where we found you.'

(Jonathan)
We figured we better destroy
that spaceship

so nobody would ever have
any evidence

of how you got here.

I planned to burn it good

haul it to the dump
and get rid of it.

(Clark)
Dad, it's okay.

Destroying it was probably
the right thing to do.

Yeah, probably was..

...but I didn't.

Jonathan,
why didn't you tell me?

I couldn't, Martha.

It was part of you, son,
and I just couldn't do it.

'Eight paces due south.'

Through the two trees.

Twenty-eight paces.
Due east.

Are you sure
this is the right place?

That wagon wheel's
still there, isn't it?

Hasn't moved in over 25 years.

Son, are you alright?

I know this
must be hard for you.

What's hard, mom,
is not knowing.

Mom, you and dad,
you're my parents.

You know that.

No one will ever replace you.

Oh, we know that, Clark.

But you wouldn't be human if
you didn't have some questions.

Mom...what if I'm not human?

[signs]

Maybe we shouldn't have told you
you were adopted.

That would've been tough after
I started bench pressing cars.

Six feet down.

- Right here?
- Right there.

[sighs]
You guys should stand back.

- 'You sure about this, dad?'
- Hundred percent.

Right there.

You don't forget
something like this.

'It was here.'

Not anymore.

- Feeling better?
- What? Oh, sure.

How'd it go yesterday?

Well, I tailed our man Thompson

to a furniture warehouse
on Bessolo Boulevard.

Definitely weird, but he works
for the government.

What'd you dig up?

Nothing.

(Lois)
'"Project Blue Book?"'

Clark, the Air Force got
out of the UFO business in 1969.

This is old news.
Way old.

Y-yeah, you're right.
It was just a hunch.

It didn't pan out.

Just a hunch.

That airman in the middle.

He's the piece of work
that raided the "Planet."

Isn't he?

Uh, uh, maybe.

Uh, I don't know.
My eyes aren't so good.

Well, I have perfect vision.

Superman does not see like I do.

Jason Trask.
That's our man.

Almost missed that one,
rookie.

Ha.

[sighs]

Alright. We know Trask
was in the Air Force, right?

No military service record.

Disappeared
into thin air in 1969.

Alright. Keep looking.

I got just the place.

The other guy in the photo,
General Burton Newcomb?

He's retired.
Lives in Metropolis.

Well, what are you waiting for?
Get going.

You wanted to talk?

(Clark)
Uh, I can't now, but..

Look, somehow everybody thinks
that we were hanging

from the chandeliers wearing
black leather the other night.

Mm.

- Well, we were interrupted.
- I have to go.

But I would appreciate it
if you would put a stop this.

And ruin my reputation?

(Perry)
'Uh, Kent.'

Could I, uh,
see you in my office, please?

[door closes]

Kent, did you ever hear
of Anita Wood?

I guess I haven't.

Memphis Deejay. Beautiful girl.
Won a beauty contest.

Did you know she and Elvis
almost got married?

- I m-missed that.
- Oh, yeah.

Right after he was drafted.
1958.

He and Anita
were talking marriage

but Colonel Parker knew
it would hurt Elvis' career

so he put a stop to it.

Now if the colonel
hadn't gotten wind of it

Elvis might not be the king.

Do you understand
what I'm saying here?

She was the wrong girl for him?

Fools rush in, son.

Fools. Rush in.

Chief, I think people
have the wrong idea.

Really?

Well, it's definitely
not what you're thinking.

What I'm thinking

is that
when it comes to women

if you want to be the king

you'd better listen
to the colonel.

Thank you.

I'll remember that..

...colonel.

[door opens]

It's Thompson.

The guy you lost on the tail?

They found him.
Metropolis Harbor.

Coroner's got him.

Yesterday, a man named
George Thompson

came to Metropolis.

Today he's dead.

That's regrettable, but what
does it have to do with me?

Well, he was investigating
your old friend, Jason Trask?

Have either of you
ever had to keep a secret?

A huge secret?

Sure.

Like what?

Well, I'm a reporter.

You know,
protecting sources and stuff.

Keeping a secret
eats away at you.

Just a nibble at a time,
but it adds up.

And one day you wake up
and you realize..

'...that it has consumed
everything inside you.'

See, we were just
a small group when we started..

...but we all took a very
special oath the same day.

August 2, 1947.

I was just about your age.

You didn't take an oath
to protect people

like Trask, did you?

You don't need me to find Trask.

He's probably hiding
in plain sight.

Like a furniture warehouse
on Bessolo Boulevard?

Getting to him, though,
that's another matter.

A man like Trask
would no doubt be protected

by some impenetrable...
security system.

Every system has a flaw.

No, not this one.

I designed it myself.

You'd need someone
on the inside

or someone who'd been
on the inside to help you out.

Now, assuming you
found such a person..

'...you could only hope
that that person'

found a man like Trask
to be so repugnant

his methods so un-American

that he would, in fact,
choose to help you.

That's a tall order.

I'm gonna count to three.

When I turn around,
I expect you to be gone.

'One.'

Two.

Three.

[beeps]

Well, that was hard.

[beeping]

I think they've added this
since the general's day, hmm?

This is no time to get smug.

Don't tell me, safecracker?

[tumblers clicking]

[beeps]

The general said
August 2, 1947.

Eight right, two left,
forty-seven right.

You are so weird.

It works for you, though.

I don't know about this, Lois.
Where is everybody?

Clark, the thing about luck is
you don't question it.

[laughs]

Give me a break.
I've seen this movie.

I don't know, Lois.
These look...real.

Oh, they're too good.
It's got to be a set-up.

Well, what if it's not?

What if people really traveled
in these things?

People from far away.

Well, there might be
a story here, Clark

but I don't think it's UFOs.

You know..

I thought you were
the one who said

'"If it looks like a duck.."'

(Lois)
'Do not quote me
to myself, Clark.'

How did you know that
I said that anyway?

What are you doing?

Well, you don't
like their pictures.

Let's see what else they have.

I suppose you think
I'm gonna lift up

one of these tarps
and find a UFO.

I don't know what
we're going to find.

Eeny, meeny, miney, moe.

This is just an unidentified
salvage yard.

This doesn't look like any
scrap metal I've seen before.

Clark, do you really think
this could..

[Lois sighs]

[intense music]

[instrumental music]

Krypton.

[electronic buzz]

Clark! Clark, somebody's coming.

[door closes]

Now, how did you two
manage to get in here?

That's your problem.

That's correct.

Getting out, however...is yours.

Hey, people know we're here.

Like Superman.

He's going to come
looking for us.

Oh, I do hope so.

In fact, I'm counting on it.

[upbeat music]

[knock on door]

- Hi! I'm Jimmy!
- What?

Uh, I-I'm Jimmy. Jimmy Olsen.

From the "Planet."

I don't think
you can get the whole effect

unless you hear the music
on a cellular level.

Who are you again?

Uh, Jimmy Olsen.

Um, I thought Lois
might have mentioned me?

Jimmy?
I don't think so.

I'd remember a guy named Jimmy.

Well, you know, I'm thinking
about going with James.

Did you come here to ask
my opinion about your name?

No. No. It's your sister.

She, uh, hasn't checked in, and
she doesn't answer her pager.

Do you know where she is?

Nope, she made a big deal
the other day

about making herself scarce.

Well, she could usually
take care of herself.

Yep. I'm sure she's okay.

You want to maybe
go out sometime?

Catch a movie or something?

Wait a minute.

You come over here
with this big story

about how...maybe
my sister's in trouble

and then you ask me out,
is that right?

Yeah, that's pretty much it.

Okay.

(male #4)
'Climbing to 10,000.'

'Leveling off at 0-7-0 mark 3.'

It's a romance novel.

- What?
- My novel.

It's about a woman that dies

without ever finding
her true love.

That's not gonna happen to you,
Lois.

Yeah? Check it out, Clark.
These guys look serious.

Okay. I told you,
now you tell me.

Tell you what?

What really happened
between you and Cat

the other night,
not that I care.

It's just probably
the best secret you got going.

If we get out of this, you have
got to raise your standards.

I assume the two of you
are familiar

with the scientific method?

Advance a theory.
Submit it to a test.

My theory is that
at least one of you

knows how to contact
this alien creature Superman

'probably by some form of
telepathic communication.'

Well, how do you plan
to test it?

If you suddenly become
airborne at, say, 20,000 feet

without a parachute, I assume
you will focus all your energies

on contacting this Superman.

What if this theory
of yours is wrong?

Pushing back the frontiers
of science is not without risk.

What happens if Superman
does show up?

Does the worm need to know
whether the fish

is going to be fried
or charbroiled?

[snaps]

- No!
- Wait, wait!

Where are you going?
Take me!

No! It's okay. I'll go.

Lois, you don't understand.

I think I'm entitled
to one last request.

Within reason.

I wanna kiss Clark good-bye.

[instrumental music]

[whispering]
You take the one on the left.

[grunts]

- No! No!
- No! She's mine!

[gunshot]

No! Aah!

Lois!

Lois!

Aah!

Superman, if you can hear me

drop what you're doing
and get over here now!

Superman, help!

Tracking.
We've got both of them.

The guy's hurt.
I shot him.

Guess again.

No trace of blood.

I shot him.
I saw it.

You missed.

Aah!

Superman, help!

'Help! Help!'

'Superman, help!'

Target acquisition.
Zero, niner, five.

- 'Execute.'
- Missile lock.

In three.

Two. One.

Executing.

[whoosh]

Superman. Superman.
Superman. Superman.

Aah!

Aah! Superman! Aah!

You really do read minds.

Not really,
but I do have good hearing.

Oh.

Clark!
They still have him.

- He may be hurt.
- Don't worry.

I'll go back for him.

(Lois)
'Oh.'

You'll be alright?

Lois?

[dramatic music]

Superman.

(male #5)
'Impact in three. Two.'

[explosion]

Oh!

[beeping]

Let's get out of here.

[indistinct chatter]

[elevator bell dings]

Lois!
Lois, what happened?

Before or after
we were thrown out of the plane?

A-airplane?

- Superman, is he alright?
- Well, we don't know.

'We're trying to track down
some witnesses.'

Now, do you know
what happened to--

Clark!

Oh, you're alive!
Oh!

- Ha ha. Seems so.
- Oh, Clark!

Hey, everybody!
Clark's alive!

And if Clark's alive,
that means Superman's alive!

Oh, this story's
getting bigger every second!

What are we waiting for?

[sighs]

(male #6)
'Alright! Move in!'

'All clear!'

[indistinct radio chatter]

It was all here, Perry.

Tell him.

She's right.

UFOs,
unidentified flying objects.

Only they were all identified.

Bagged, tagged, processed.
Right here.

- UFOs?
- Yes.

Don't you see?
It's a cover-up. Big time.

- That's what's going on.
- Okay.

Now this story could be
bigger than Superman.

What we have got here
is cosmic water gate, Perry.

I'm gonna get back and start
writing this right now.

Now, now, now.
Just hold on. Now, look.

This is where I got to get off
this bus you're driving.

- We know what we saw.
- Now you two are the best.

You tell me something,
I believe you.

I can't let you write it,
though.

Well, sure you can.

Clark and I
can corroborate each other.

Not when you're talking UFOs.

Lois,
your physical evidence is gone.

Trask is missing.
Thompson's dead.

General Newcomb says
he never even heard of you.

We print this,
we're going to look like

"The National Whisper."

You two could
kiss your careers good-bye

and take the paper
along with you.

I just can't let that happen.

Sorry.

I believe you.

Lois.

Do you realize
what we've lost here, Clark?

Yeah. I do.

[thunder rumbling]

Ah.

(Superman)
'I hear you've been
looking for me.'

All my life.

Everybody's looking for you.

I know.

And I know that you almost died
because of that.

Well, it did make
that bungee jump I did last year

seem pretty tame.

I'm gonna find
that man and stop him.

That's a promise, Lois.

You know my name.

But I don't know yours.

Superman seems
to have caught on.

[giggles]

Where are you from?

I mean, you're not from Kansas,
that's for sure.

I'm from another planet.

A place called Krypton.

Do you mind
if I write some of this down?

No.

Um..

You seem, uh, to

have all the parts of a man.

Well, I am a man, Lois.

Just like you're a woman.

Uh..

I'm rather glad you're here

but, um, why are you here?

To help.

To help?

'I need a little bit more
of a quote than that.'

Something like,
"I have not yet begun to fight"

or "Damn the torpedoes."

'Something like that,
I-I mean if you said'

"I am here to fight
for truth or justice."

Well, truth and justice.
That sounds good.

'You can use that.'

(female #3)
'Help! Help!'

- What is it?
- Someone's in trouble.

This is a job for Superman,
right?

I'll be seeing you.

Mm, I hope so.

[whoosh]

[theme music]