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[instrumental music]

Oh, we spend $80 million
on a new weapon

and then we've gotta sit
on these hard wooden benches.

Well, the army's not known
for being big on comfort.

Ow! Tell me about it.

I just got a splinter
in a very embarrassing place.

It's now my great honor
to introduce the base commander

of Fort Truman,
Major General Ralph Marshall.

[audience applauding]

Thank you, Colonel Fane.

What you're about to witness

is a demonstration
of the A.T.A.S.

The first step toward taking
the United States Military

into the 21st century.

Forward five yards.

[instrumental music]

[machine whirrs]

Check it out, a killer robot.

Actually, the A.T.A.S.

is an All Terrain
Automated Soldier.

What's the difference?

About 100,000
taxpayer dollars worth of P.R.

[chuckles]

(General Ralph)
'The A.T.A.S. has the ability
to replace the firepower'

'of an entire infantry platoon
with pinpoint accuracy.'

Set your target, fire.

[gunfire]

Lower left quadrant, fire.

[gunfire]

Target three-niner west. Fire.

[gunfire]

[explodes]

Fire! Fire!

[clanking]

[gasping]

Remote voice-activated. Cool.

- You wanna try these?
- I don't need them.

Uh, they're hard
to use with my glasses.

(General Ralph)
'...to respond
to commands so quickly.'

'This is just one of the many
state-of-the-art functions'

this new weapon features.

If the target
is out of visual contact

the A.T.A.S. will
automatically reposition itself.

Target one-zero-zero south.

'One-six-zero east.'

[beeping]

Oh!

[screaming]

[gunfire]

[gasping]

[instrumental music]

Lois, you alright?

Oh, yeah. I think so.

Thanks.

Where's Clark?

Uh, he, uh,
went to get an ambulance.

It's too late.

General Marshall's dead.

Colonel Fane!

For a man who's about
to become base commander..

...you don't look too happy.

For God's sakes,
we just killed a man, Ryan.

You know, sometimes
I think you're as inhuman

as that robot down there.

That could be
a good thing, Chuck.

Because that's what it takes
when you're gonna hold

the entire world hostage.

Oh, God.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

Is there anyone
at the Pentagon that can

say something besides
"No comment?"

"Goodbye" wasn't exactly
what I had in mind.

- Are you getting anywhere?
- No.

But now I know
all five verses to "Windy."

Yes, this is Clark Kent
with the "Daily Planet."

Yeah, I'm trying to get
an official statement

regarding the death
of General Marshall.

I see, would that be click with
one exclamation point or two?

Shots of the accident,
just out of the soup.

What do you think?

(Lois)
This one's blurry.

This one's
completely out of focus.

Jimmy, is this
the best we have?

Yeah, I'm sorry.
My finger froze on the shutter.

That happens when
I'm being shot at.

Is this a picture of your feet?

(Jimmy)
Yeah.

But you can see the killer
robot in between them.

No, no.

'No, no.'

Don't worry, Jimmy, I'm-I'm sure
we'll find something we can use.

No.

'Wait a minute.'

This man is dead.

I know I'm still
kinda new at this

but that seemed obvious to me.

Not General Marshall, this man.

Lois, dead people rarely walk.

Clark, this is Ryan Wiley.
I went to college with him.

He was a computer engineer
at Fort Truman

where he died a year ago.

Oh, I get it, he's a ghost.

Why didn't you say that
in the first place?

Is that supposed to be sarcasm?

What, I wasn't clear enough?

He dated my
best friend in college.

They were engaged to be married.

So I think I would know
what he looks like.

And I'm telling you,
this is Ryan.

(Clark)
'Did the military ever say
how this guy died?'

(Lois)
'Just that it was an accident.'

There were rumors that it
had something to do with

the Hawkeye Strategic
Defense System.

- What's that?
- It's top-secret.

Molly couldn't
talk about it much

but I think it's some sort of
killer defense satellite.

Whatever it is, Ryan was dead,
and that was that.

But now he's alive.

It's pretty weird, huh?

What am I gonna say to her?

Your boyfriend's back,
we think he's starting trouble.

- Hey-la, dey-la.
- There it is.

Well, this can't be right.

It's the forwarding address
her mailman had for her.

Molly's a computer engineer.

What's she doing running
a flaky place like this?

"Technology Is Killing Us"
by Molly Flynn.

What?

When did she start
writing this junk?

Why do I get the feeling
that you and Molly

aren't exactly on
the friends-and-family program?

So we drifted apart a little.

I suppose you've kept in touch
with all your college friends?

- Well, yeah.
- Well, sure.

I mean, that's easy
when you go to Smallville U

with a graduating class
of 10 farmers and a cow.

You just hate losing
those arguments, don't you?

(male #1)
'So, what is it?'

You hang them
in the corner of your room

and then they act as
a spiritual air cleaner.

Is that her?

Just barely. I can't believe it.

Excuse me.

May I help you?

- Lois?
- Molly.

Come here.

You look wonderful.

Well, you just look so..

So not yourself.

I know. So, what do you think?

Oh, it is, uh

just quite, uh..

Well, you had a word
for it out front.

- I think you said it was--
- Nice.

- Very nice.
- Thank you.

They have incredible
healing properties.

You can either
wear them.. Oh!

Or you can meditate with them

by placing them
on your forehead.

Wouldn't it fall off?

Uh, Lois,
you're supposed to do that

while you're lying down.

Oh, well, I knew that.

It was just a little
new age humor.

Same old Lois. Still can't admit
you don't know everything.

That's not true, is it, Clark?

So, Lois tells me that, uh, you
used to be a computer engineer.

That's right. I gave it up after
working on the Hawkeye project.

The machine
that can kill from space.

It made me realize what
a horror technology has become.

Are you serious?

Without technology,
we'd be in the Dark Ages.

Lois, it's killing us.

We have got to release
its death grip

and free the human spirit.

Jeez, I feel like
I should yell, "Amen."

Maybe it would help
if you read my book, Lois.

Sure. Do you have it on tape?

Uh, Molly, I-I noticed
that you mentioned

your boyfriend's death
on the last page

but you don't go
into any detail.

Did the army ever
tell you what happened?

You went to the end
of the book first?

No..

Yeah, I, uh,
I read a lot of mysteries.

It's a bad habit.

Oh...well, umm

they said he was installing

the trigger system
on the satellite

when somehow it exploded.

They said that
the blast was so bad

that there weren't
even any remains.

I wonder what they'd say
if they knew

he was at Fort Truman
this morning.

What?

This was taken at
a weapons demonstration.

Oh, that's not Ryan.

What do you mean
that's not Ryan?

I mean, it's not Ryan.

It looks a little like Ryan,
but then again

he has one of
those faces, you know.

Do you know much about
Chinese herbs, Clark?

Well, actually,
when I was in China--

Molly, could we
get back to Ryan?

Lois, he's dead.
What more do you want?

A little more than the
military's official story--

That's the only story
that I know.

Now, this one is supposed to
slow down the aging process

by calming
the organs of the body.

You might consider
trying some, Lois.

[bells chime]

You two...have a very
interesting friendship.

It's Ryan. He's the only thing
we ever argued about.

He was a user
and she just couldn't see it.

Let me guess.

You tried helping her
see the light

but in her love-struck state

she mistook
your sound advice for meddling.

You think you're so smart.

She never used the word meddle.

But I'll tell you this,
I was right about him then

and I don't believe her now.

[instrumental music]

I just can't believe
you actually agree with her.

I didn't say that.

All I said was she's not alone.

There are a lot of people
who realize that there are

drawbacks to technology.

Really? Well..

Tell me one
technological advancement

you would be willing
to live without.

Oh, how about cable television?

Wait a minute, you said
advancement, didn't you?

What is wrong with cable?

We're talking about 500 channels

that opens up a world
of possibility.

Including the possibility
that you may

never again speak
to another human being.

That is not true.

First of all,
there will always be

an operator
on the standby someplace.

And second, last year, I got
to know my cable repairmen

so well, that we
exchanged Christmas gifts.

Lois, you're missing the point.

Just look at your
trip back here.

You got money from the A.T.M.

You-you paid for
your gas at the pump.

You used a security card to get
into your underground parking.

And you did not interact
with another human being

the whole time.

Sometimes that's a good thing.

Oh!

[microwave beeping]

I'm gonna fax an order to the
pizza place, you want something?

How about a delivery person
who's interested in my opinion?

Hey, wait a minute.
Clark, do me a favor.

My college yearbook is in
the top shelf of that closet.

- Would you get it for me?
- Why?

- Ryan signed it for me.
- So?

So remember how
everyone had to sign in

at the front gate
of Fort Truman?

If we could get a copy
of that sign-in sheet

then we could get
the name Ryan signed in

under by comparing
the handwriting.

Which would prove he's alive.

- Very clever.
- Don't sound so surprised.

"To Stretch,
no one swings like you do.

Love, Teddy."

Stretch?

We were in gymnastics together.

He was trying to be cute.

Stretch. I like it.

And it's the last time
you'll use it.

Here it is.

"Dear Lois,
eye to eye we've never seen

"but friends we will remain.

Let's stay in touch. Ry."

Yeah, right. He never liked me
any more than I liked him.

Everything about
that guy was phony.

Even his death.

[sighs]

[indistinct shouting]

Morning. Any, uh, messages?

On your desk, sir.

Did that reporter
from the "Planet" call?

No, sir, but she's
faxing over a request

'to see yesterday's
sign-in sheets.'

- Well, if she calls again--
- Excuse me.

When she calls again, sir.

When she calls again.

Tell her we had
technical problems

and we never received this.

And she'll have to
send her next request

by certified mail.

Yes, sir.

How did you get in here?

Pretending to be dead
for a year

is a challenge, Chuck.

Breaking into your office isn't.

In the future, ask.

I'm in charge now
and I deserve a little--

You're not gonna say respect,
are you, Chuck?

Because I'm the reason
you're in charge.

And I'm the man
that's gonna make you rich.

So I'm the one that deserves
the respect around here

and don't you ever forget it.

There's a sergeant,
I think his name is Cook.

Every time
I'm in the control room

he's always hovering over me.

- Reassign him.
- Ryan!

I've already
transferred everyone

who can possibly identify you.

Cook is a satellite engineer.

How am I gonna transfer him
without raising suspicion?

I don't care if he ends up
peeling potatoes.

He's asking too many questions.

Now, I can't take over
the Hawkeye if this guy

is gonna be on me
like a bad suit.

Alright, I'll move him.

Speaking of questions,
there's been a reporter

from the "Planet" nosing around.

- Lois Lane.
- You know her?

She's one of my biggest fans.

Unfortunately,
she thinks she saw me

on the testing
grounds yesterday.

She wants the sign-in sheet.

Maybe she wants to crosscheck
handwriting samples, Chuck.

She always was a little
too pushy for my tastes.

Yeah, well, I don't know
how much longer

I can keep ducking her

without making her suspicious.

How did you ever
convince anybody

that you were
officer material, Chuck?

Relax, Chuck.

Once I start the chaos
in Metropolis..

...Lois Lane's gonna be
way too busy..

...to worry about either of us.

Don't forget,
the city's gonna have

a major traffic problem.

[beeping]

[instrumental music]

[car horn honking]

(male #1)
'Hey! Kid, watch out!'

[tires screeching]

(Jimmy)
Whoa!

[car horns honking]

[instrumental music]

Metropolis Transit
Authority reports that

all 10,400 traffic signals
are stuck on green.

'There have been several
near disasters'

but thanks to Superman,
no serious injuries.

You can say that again.

Jimmy, what are you standing
here watching pictures for

when you could be out
taking them?

Right, chief,
I'll get my camera.

Yeah, that would help.

Clark, where have you been?

I was, uh...
stuck in traffic, chief.

Oh, alright.
Well, now that you're here..

See if you can piece together
a story out of this mess

for the afternoon edition.

- Okay? Alright.
- Okay.

Lois, any idea
what caused this?

Uh, sounds like sabotage.

The Department of Traffic
got an anonymous note saying

"Cars are isolating us
from each other.

Walk among your fellow man."

Lois, that is a direct quote
from Molly's book.

- You think--
- No. No, not Molly.

She's an activist,
but she's the last person

who would do
something like this.

It's probably some nut

who read her book.

Any luck getting information
on Ryan Wiley's death?

Zero. Everything comes back
"Classified, access denied."

But I did do a follow-up story
on the A.T.A.S.

I just lost my story.

Somebody get me M.I.S.,
my computer just froze up.

- So did mine.
- Oh, brother.

We're a half an hour
before deadline.

Alright, let's get the systems
operator on the phone.

Uh, never mind,
I'll do it myself.

Judas priest.

- The phone lines are dead.
- Chief!

I thought I sent you out
to get some pictures.

The guard downstairs found this
taped to the lobby door.

"Phones in Metropolis are mute.

"Its computers silenced.

"We have released
the death grip of technology

and freed the human spirit."

What kind of sophomoric
claptrap is this?

It's exactly the claptrap

Molly was ranting
about yesterday.

Looks like Molly's graduated
from activist to terrorist.

I guess.

There's nothing
Molly couldn't do

with a computer system.

Now, now, now, just a minute.

You know who wrote this?

Well, yeah.

Obviously not as
well as I thought.

Well, what are you two
hanging around for?

Get on it.

Alright, everybody, listen up.

We may have lost the battle,
but not the war.

We still got
a newspaper to put out.

But, chief,
we're fully computerized.

Alright, now, Jimmy,
you're young

so I'm gonna excuse that.

But believe it or not

there was a "Daily Planet"

long before
there were computers.

There's no wire service
or faxes, chief, how--

Then we're just gonna
pound the pavement

like we did in the old days.

First rule of journalism

you publish or you perish.

- Dale?
- 'Yeah.'

I want you to round us up
some typewriters.

C.D., go on down there
and see if that old

Linotype machine still works.

Jimmy, I want you
to stick with me like glue.

You're about to find out
what it means

to be a real newspaperman.

[chanting in foreign language]

It sounds like...some kind
of religious chant.

Excuse me, have you seen Molly?

[chanting continues]

Excuse me,
I'm looking for Molly.

Excuse me,
has anybody seen Molly?

Hey, what are you doing?
We're chanting here.

We were just wondering
if anybody had seen Molly Flynn.

No, we haven't.

Well, who let you in?

We have a key, okay?

Um, just what exactly
are you chanting for?

Inner peace and brotherhood.

- Oh.
- Now, go away.

[chanting in foreign language]

He must be new to the group.

Clark, there's an apartment.

Well, I guess anti-technology
stops at the refrigerator.

All her clothes are gone,
big surprise.

(Clark)
There's nothing much here.

'Yogurt, tofu.'

'Couple of bottles
of Golden Springs beer.'

Gee, Lois, if you're thirsty

all you have to do
is say something.

Clark, this just isn't any beer.

I know, it goes with
sun and good times.

This is Ryan's favorite beer.

You have to special order it.
Molly doesn't even drink this.

You're saying
she was hiding him here?

And we scared him off.

I knew it was him in that photo.

They were pulling
these stunts together.

- But why was he at Fort Truman?
- I don't know.

We should get back
the "Planet" and find out

who headed up
the investigation of his death.

That would make
an interesting interview.

(male #2)
'Help! Somebody help!'
'My wife's having a baby.'

Lois, uh, I'll catch up
with you later.

I'm gonna stay and talk
to some of the chanters.

They might know something.

See if they know any chants
for missing persons.

Hang on, honey.
The phones are dead.

The phone's dead.
Oh, God. Somebody help!

My God, the phone's still dead.

I can't get an ambulance.
Breathe, breathe!

[baby crying]

It's not how you
planned it, I'm sure

but it's still the same result.

Take your daughter,
get in the car.

I'll fly you to the hospital.

[crying continues]

I can't believe it. My daughter
was just delivered by Superman.

Everybody buckled in?

Ready when you are, Superman.

'Honey, I just had'

'a great idea for a name.'

- Colonel.
- Sir.

- Did you hear anything yet?
- For God's sake, salute me.

- I'm your superior officer.
- Chuck, get something straight.

There's nothing
superior about you.

Ryan, for God's sake,
people will notice.

So?

So I made the offer
to the mayor.

It's her call whether
she wants the troops or not.

Well, she better decide
by 8 a.m. tomorrow

because that's when
the Hawkeye's within range

for me to be able to
override its tracking systems.

Ryan, she's not gonna ask
for the troops unless

the city's out of control,
and it's not yet.

Well, then tonight
we're just gonna have to

help it along, aren't we, sir?

[typewriter keys clacking]

[groans]

Joan, you wanna tell
the sports department

I'm gonna need their copy
two hours earlier for paste-up.

Okay, everybody, you're gonna
have to type faster.

Remember, I don't have
a computer to help me edit.

Oh, boy, look at that.
White-Out.

'I haven't seen that
in I don't know how long.'

Boy, does that bring back
memories. Mainly of mistakes.

Perry, it's hard enough
trying to re-create my story

on this antique
without feeling like my teacher

is standing over my shoulder.

Oh, you're going through
technology withdrawal, huh?

Chief, where do you want this?

- Whoa!
- Hey, take it easy now.

- Hopefully somewhere close.
- Yeah, in my office.

- Is that a shortwave radio?
- It sure is.

It used to be a hobby of mine
until Alice decided

I was talking too much to it
and not enough to her.

Could you get
Washington on that?

Well, sure, I could get Paris
if I wanted to.

Unfortunately, I'd have
to talk to the...French.

Perry, I need to find out
who investigated

Ryan Wiley's supposed death.

Do you know anybody
in Washington

who could find that out?

- Storming Norman.
- Schwarzkopf?

Haberscnatzer. Retired admiral.

Storming Norman's
his handle too.

Do you think he'd mind
looking into it for me?

Oh, no, he'd love it. Give him
a little something to do.

There's only so much Battleship
a man can play by himself.

Perry, is that you?

Andy, thanks for coming by.

Well, thank you for inviting me.

I thought maybe everybody
had forgotten about old Andy.

Oh, no.

Lois Lane, Andy Tucker.

Of course.

Uh, you're one
of the 14-pointers.

- I beg your pardon?
- What'd she say?

Uh, in the old days,
a 14-pointer

was slang for a reporter.

See, Andy's one of the few
pressmen I could find

that still can operate
the old Linotype machine.

Jimmy, I want you
to meet Andy Tucker.

I want you to take
him down to the press room

and show him that
old Linotype machine.

- Sure, chief. Follow me.
- What?

You're gonna have to speak up.

Twenty years of running
Linotype machines

have affected Andy's hearing.

- Follow me!
- Nice meeting you.

You too.

- What'd she say?
- "You too."

- Me too, what?
- Nothing.

- Oh, boy. Now, is this ready?
- 'Mr. Tucker!'

Well, Let's just say that's
as good as it's gonna get.

I can't believe how much
I use my spell check.

Hmm.

[sighs]

Lois, you look tired. Why don't
you go home, get some rest.

We're covered here.

If Storming Norman calls,
I'll send a runner.

Thanks, Perry.

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[growling]

[screaming]

[metal creaking]

[screams]
Help! Help!

[gasping]

[grunting]

[metal creaks]

[yelps]

[gasping]

Help!

[screams]

[instrumental music]

Now, I realize that you probably

have everything under control.

But since I'm here..

Well, I guess.

If you're not doing anything.

[grunting]

Thanks.

You wanna tell me
what happened?

Somebody pushed me
out the window.

Looks like they're gone.

Stay here.

[instrumental music]

I didn't see anyone.

It doesn't matter,
I know who it was.

I gave this charm
to a friend of mine in college.

I guess we're
not friends anymore.

(female #1)
'Help, help!
They're stealing my car!'

It's alright, go ahead.
I'll be fine.

Really.

[music continues]

Lois, I thought I sent
you home to get some rest.

I figured you'd be
pulling an all-nighter

so I brought in some goodies.

Oh, goodies!

Corn chips,
chocolate chip cookies.

Licorice.

No Double Fudge Crunch Bars?

I'm hoarding those for myself.

- What's the city like outside?
- It's eerie.

They must have every soldier
from Fort Truman on the streets.

It's like
the city's under siege.

Do we know
what caused the blackout?

No, we think it's your friend.

'The power company got a note'

that said something about

electricity being the evil
handmaiden of technology.

Clark, where have you been?

I was, uh, covering Superman.

He's been out all night
saving the day.

Ha, ha!
Here's the first copy, Perry.

Hot off the press.

(female #2)
'Andy, good work.'

You just pulled off
a miracle, chief.

I couldn't have done it alone.

Oh, thanks, chief.

- Andy, you're the best.
- It's alright.

- I don't need a rest.
- 'I don't know!'

It kinda looks like one
of those papers that say

stuff like,
"I Had Elvis' Alien Love Child."

Jimmy, just remember,
what looks like a plow horse

may just run
like a thoroughbred.

- What did you say?
- It looks great, Andy.

I know it's late.
You wanna run it?

(male #3)
'Chief, somebody's calling'

'for you on the shortwave.'

Alright, Andy, you get

back down to the press room

and print like hell.

Jimmy, you go with him.

'He's gonna need
all the help he can get.'

Sun's coming up
right around the corner.

Come on, I'll give you a hand.

(Andy)
'What are you yelling for?'

By God,
we're gonna be the only paper

in this city
to have a morning edition.

Superman told me what
happened at your apartment.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

I mean, so an old friend
tried to kill me.

These things happen.

Okay, they happen to me.

I just can't believe
Molly's behind this.

She's not capable
of terrorism and murder.

People can have two sides
to their personalities, Lois.

Believe me, I know.

(Perry)
Lois, the cavalry came through.

That was Storming Norman
on the shortwave.

- Schwarzkopf?
- Haberscnatzer.

I'll explain later.

He got the name of that
officer who investigated

the alleged death of Wiley.

One Colonel Charles Fane.

Fane?

No wonder he's been ducking us.

It's kinda hard to explain
how a man you swore

was dead is walking
around your base.

I wonder if they're
all in this together.

Yeah, but why paralyze the city?

Unless, you know,
sometimes it's hard

to spot a storm somewhere else

when there's trouble
brewing at home.

Are you saying that all
the stuff that's happening

in Metropolis is a diversion?

I don't know,
but my gut instinct tells me

that it's very coincidental
for a man to take over a base

and then empty it out
24 hours later.

A man who only took over because
General Marshall was killed.

There's only one way
to find out what's going on.

We've got to get on that base.

Lois, if Fane emptied out
Fort Truman for a reason

he's not gonna just let us
drive on with a smile.

Meet me outside in ten minutes.

I worry when she gets
that look in her eye.

(Lois)
Clark! Clark!

Hurry up, hurry up.

Come on. Get in. Get in.

- You stole a jeep?
- I didn't steal it.

I'm returning it to the base.

- Here, put these on.
- Where, uh, where'd you get..

I don't even wanna know.
Forget it.

- 'Hey!'
- 'Hey!'

(male #4)
'Hold it!'

[instrumental music]

Good morning, sir.

You just saluted
with the wrong hand.

With everything that's going on,
I doubt he even noticed.

Boy, there's hardly
a soldier in sight.

Great, no one's here.

Fane's gotta
be around some place.

The soldiers outside the Planet
said he stayed on the base.

They must have
their own generators.

Hey, they said their
fax machine was broken.

Oh, it's true.

You don't realize
what you've got till it's gone.

Clark, look at this.

"To the Joint Chiefs.

"Fort Truman has just
been destroyed.

"The Hawkeye satellite
is now under our control.

"Like my book says

'Technology is
killing us, literally."'

What time is this
supposed to be sent?

It's set for 9 o'clock.
That's 15 minutes from now.

Perry was right.
Metropolis is just a diversion.

They killed General Marshall
so they could empty out the base

and hijack the satellite
without interference.

Clark, there are hundreds
of dependents on this base.

They'll never get out in time.

Let's get to
the command center.

Maybe there's someone there

who can jam their transmissions.

Any idea where
that command center is located?

No and there's never

a soldier
around when you need one.

You try those
buildings over there

I'll go this way.

Guess you didn't know
that trespassing

on a military facility
is a federal offense.

Put him in the stockade.

Yes, sir. Let's go.

[instrumental music]

[metal creaks]

Lois?

Surprised to see me alive?

What are you doing
in that uniform?

Why did you try to
kill me last night?

Kill you?

Where's your psycho boyfriend?

I have no idea. He kidnapped me.

I have been locked in here
for the last 24 hours.

Oh, my God, Molly.

- He's gonna hijack the Hawkeye.
- I know.

I thought you
were working together.

Oh, nice to know
you think so much of me.

Well, you lied to me
about him being dead.

How do you explain that?

I thought he was dead
until he showed up at my door

and told me that
he faked his death.

He said that he'd stumbled
upon military secrets

and the army
was out to kill him.

And you fell for that?

Lois, don't start with me.

Well, isn't this
a surprise reunion?

I thought you fell
out a window, Lois.

You mean,
was pushed out by a man

who likes to dress up
like his girlfriend.

Don't, don't, don't, don't,
don't make me use this.

Alright, Chuck.

That sounded so...menacing.

I'd like to stay and chat, Lois

but I've got
a satellite to hijack.

You guys, listen to me,
you're making a big mistake.

Colonel Fane is planning
on blowing up the base.

Is that the best you can do?
Just get in.

My name is Clark Kent, I'm a
reporter for the "Daily Planet."

So, Mr. Kent,
in case you haven't heard

the military and the media

aren't exactly
the best of friends.

Death must have
affected your brain cells.

How are you gonna get
all of this equipment

out of here in ten minutes?

I don't have to, I'm using
the mobile remote system.

You remember that system,
don't you, Molly?

I'm sorry I ever designed it.

Spoken like a true
anti-technology queen.

No, it's people like you
she's against, not technology.

Yeah.

Actually, I am against
technology, Lois.

- Molly, don't be ridiculous.
- I'm serious.

[indistinct arguing]

Ladies, ladies!

You only have ten minutes
left to live.

Don't waste it arguing.

So, what are you gonna do?

Use the satellite
to blackmail governments

so you can feel like
the big man you never were.

Ooh, we are getting catty.

But you're right.

All in the name of the great..

...anti-technology author,
Molly Flynn.

- You think that's gonna work?
- Of course it's gonna work.

(computer)
'Commencing Hawkeye..'

They'll be looking for Molly.

But she, and now you, are both

about to disappear
without a trace.

And they won't be
looking for me.

I'm already dead.

You can't just leave us here.

Then just watch the whole thing
on the computer screen.

When those crosshairs
are directly

over the command center, poof!

But don't worry, sweet thing,
you'll never know what hit you.

Ugh.

No. No.

No.

- Can you stop it?
- I don't know.

- Get in.
- I'm telling you.

Fane is hijacking
the Hawkeye satellite.

There's not a lot of time
before this

entire base is destroyed.

Sure, pal,
next you're gonna tell me

you're Superman
and you have to

save the day, huh?

[chuckling]

[instrumental music]

[metal groans]

[snaps]

Is it almost done?

What are you doing?

Replacing the motherboard
that he took with this one.

(computer)
'Hawkeye target..'

Just pray that it's compatible.

- If it is, can you stop it?
- I don't know.

But I can't think
of anything else to do.

Well, you don't have
to get snippy with me.

I am not the one
who dated a psycho.

Lois, in what may be our
last minutes on Earth together

is this really what
you wanna talk about?

Well, yes.

For once I would like it

if you'd agree with me
about Ryan.

Look, he was cute, we had
a lot of common interests

we fell in love.

How was I supposed
to know he was gonna

turn out to be a psycho?

Ha! So you admit it.

Alright, I admit it.

But we're still gonna die,
so what good does it do?

Well...I feel a little better.

Great.

(computer)
'Hawkeye primary
target identified.'

[beeping]

There's the base.

- It's the base!
- Okay, I see, Lois.

(computer)
'Hawkeye primary
target selected.'

[sighs]

You know what bugs me?

- About me?
- Yes, about you.

It bugged me that
my best friend dropped out

of my life over my boyfriend.

Well, what was I supposed to do?
I hated him.

And you ignored me
and that was that.

Well, a real friend would've
just respected my feelings

and kept our relationship alive.

But I guess
that would require somebody

that wasn't judgmental
and self-absorbed.

(computer)
'Hawkeye systems standing by.'

[instrumental music]

[beeping]

(computer)
'Hawkeye target
selected and locked.'

Why are you stopping?

Ryan...made the file read-only.

Read-only?

So you can't override it?

So we're basically..

I mean, this is..

It.

[sobbing]

(computer)
'Weapons charging.'

'Sequence activation
in 60 seconds.'

[loud clank]

Superman, the Hawkeye's
gonna blow up the base.

We can't stop it from here.

[dramatic music]

(computer)
'Target destruction
in 15 seconds.'

'Commence firing in ten'

'nine, eight, seven, six'

'five, four, three, two, one.'

[laser fires]

[music continues]

[beeping]

Something's wrong.

The Hawkeye's facing
the wrong way.

[whistling]

Let's see, satellite hijacking,
attempted murder

terrorism and,
oh, yes, speeding.

I'm gonna have to ask
you boys to pull over.

This is not gonna look good
come promotion time.

Lois...I'm sorry.

Me too.

I guess life
threatening situations

don't always bring out
the best in me.

[chuckles]

Oh, I missed you.

Yeah, I missed you too.

I can't believe
we let a man come between us.

[scoffs]
Me neither.

I have not met the man yet

who is worth giving up
a good friend for.

Well, then again,
I've never met Superman.

I wonder what he'd be like
to go out on a date with.

- You and me both.
- Hmm.

[Clark yawning]

Clark, do you think
I'm judgmental?

No.

No, not-not really.

- Am I self-absorbed?
- No.

Not often.

Do you think I always
have to be right?

Well, not always.

Lois, why are you
asking me these questions?

Oh, it's just
something Molly said.

Do you think I'm a good friend?

I think you're a great friend.

Thanks.

Although you do
have your little quirks.

Well, I like my quirks.

I think they make me unique.

You certainly are unique.

Well, I just got
off the shortwave

with old Storming Norman.

Hey, I hear you two
held down the fort.

- Nice job.
- Thanks, Perry.

- How's your old friend?
- Molly's fine.

She's got a lot
to work through, but I told her

we'd talk to her in a few days.

- In person.
- Uh-huh!

Chief, where's Jimmy?

Ssh! Ssh! Ssh!

[chuckles]

You know, I think he's got
the heart of a real newsman.

Just lacks a little endurance.

Hey, look at this.

You know what,
I think we've got time

to run an extra edition.

We'll lead off with your story.

Oh, boy, I sure hate
to do this, but..

- Jimmy, time to get up.
- 'I'm ready. I'm ready.'

Guess it's gonna take
more than a few terrorists

to keep this paper down.

Yeah, especially with
Perry and Jimmy around.

- And you too.
- Thanks.

Notice how I didn't
say anything about myself?

I did.

But you could.

Yeah, I could.

[instrumental music]

[chuckles]

[theme music]

[music continues]