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Wow. Look at this turnout.

Well, it's not every day
somebody from Metropolis

wins the International
Peace Prize.

I can't believe Superman
hasn't won it before now.

I guess there was some question
about whether or not

an extraterrestrial
was actually eligible.

Mm. Alien or not,
it's about time.

Why didn't you go
to Stockholm with Clark

to cover the ceremony?

Oh, well, you know

Clark is so much closer
to Superman than I am.

Hey, speaking of our hero..

'It's Superman!'

Great honor
to meet you, Superman.

Thank you.

Thank you, uh, very much

for this generous reception.

Councilman..

...I would like to donate

this medal and this prize money

to the people of Metropolis

with whom I share this award.

Because I am nothing

if not a reflection

of the people I proudly serve

on a daily basis.

Yada, yada,
yada. Put a sock in.

You said the same thing
last year when you stole

the Metropolis
Man Of The Year Award from me!

I mean, I mean, how many
awards can one guy win, huh?

Why don't I ever get
one of these prizes?

Probably because
you're the king of sleaze.

I-I-I mean, used to be,
Mr. Goode.

That's right.

Now, I'm a world-famous
philanthropist.

I have spent millions of
dollars rehabilitating my image.

Building shelters
for the homeless

feeding the poor..
Stuff like that.

So, don't tell me that
I can't buy this Peace Prize.

I mean, this is America!

Who's covering
this Flyboy anyway?

Uh, that would be Samantha, sir.

'Then get her on the phone!'

Well, I'm through losing
to you, Mr. Family Values.

At this time next year, that's
gonna be me up on that podium

receiving that medal.

- 'Yeah? Hello?'
- Samantha, Goode here.

You better have something
for me, and it better be good.

To be honest with you,
I'm not sure

what you expect me to find here.

We've been over this.

Mr. Wonderful
cannot be that perfect

that morally pure.

I mean, my mother's a saint
and I've rooted out

one or two things on her that
had me screaming at night.

I understand that, sir,
but it's daytime here.

There's nothing,
but nuns and boy scouts.

Well, that's your problem.

Your job is to find
a chink in his armor.

Something that I can exploit

with all of the power
at my command.

Now, don't disappoint me!

Well, why are we just
sitting around here?

Fan out! I need some dirt!

Johnson!

You ride down with me.

Now, about that
king of sleaze crack.

I'm sorry about that, Mr. Goode.

I-I don't know
what I was thinking.

I didn't mean
anything by it. Really.

Oh, now, that's okay, Johnson.

Let's just not let
it happen again, okay?

Okay.

I missed you.

Hmm. Well, I'm not...
really back yet.

Clark Kent's plane
doesn't get in till midnight.

Oh, great, so, for the rest
of the day I have to pretend

like my husband's
still in the air.

Not exactly the kind of
welcome home I had planned.

Actually, uh, Ms. Lane,
I-I had no idea

that I was gonna win the prize.

- Well.
- I..

What kind of welcome home
did you have in mind exactly?

Oh, a weekend in bed
in a mountain hideaway.

Where not everything
is done at super speed.

'And, now
this "INN Special Report."'

'After weeks of stalled
talks the leaders of'

'Eastern European nations
Latislan and Podansk'

'arrived in Metropolis today'

'in an attempt to diffuse
escalating tensions.'

'The break came when the
United Nations asked Superman'

'fresh from winning the
International Peace Prize'

'to mediate the talks.'

President Kasparov, it's an
honor.

The honor is mine, Superman.

'It is only because of you,
a shining symbol'

of truth and justice

that my people are even
willing to discuss peace

even though we have
suffered far too long

at the hands of our enemies.

You have suffered only
because of the brutality

you have perpetrated
against my people, Kasparov.

We've had promises made
and promises broken.

As have my people.

Which is why
you are our last hope.

You are the one and only
person both sides can trust.

Sirs, if you'll both
be truthful with me

and with each other

then I'm sure together
we can find the road to peace.

Oh, great.

He's gonna stop
a war now, heh heh.

I think I'm gonna puke.

Mr. Goode, great news.

I think I saw something
I wasn't supposed to see

when Lois Lane
was interviewing Superman.

What's that, his cape flew up,
and you saw his panty lines?

Better, it seems
like everyone's hero

is doing some
very un-heroic things

with a certain ace reporter.

That's it?

He's giving her
an interview. Big deal.

Why don't you come over
to my elevator?

- I wanna show you something.
- 'No, wait.'

Watch their body language.

'See how they're looking around
to see if anyone's watching?'

And then this.

- Huh. Interesting.
- 'I've done some checking too.'

'Lois Lane has had virtually
every exclusive with Superman'

since he flew onto
the scene four years ago.

Are you saying that
Superman's knocking red boots

with a married woman?

That's my guess.

Well, your guess
isn't good enough!

We need proof and corroborating
evidence to back this up.

Well, gee, we've never bothered
with that before, Mr. Goode.

But we're dealing
with Superman here.

So, we have to be
totally scrupulous

as disturbing as that may seem.

Here's another
Superman scoop for you.

He's got a plan where
he can get both sides

to disclose the locations

of their respective
nuclear weapons

and allow him to
simply destroy them.

Which means they won't be
able to annihilate each other

and they'll have to
talk peace. I like it.

You know..

...you seem to get..

...a lot of credit

for these Superman
exclusives. What do I get?

How about two days and two
nights up in the mountains..

...at Chateau Roberge?

Chateau Roberge. Wow.

The hideaway for
the ultra-exclusive

and rich and famous?
How'd you get us in?

Oh, I have my ways.

- What's that?
- What's what?

That. Is that the hotel's
confirmation letter?

Well, a girl has
to have some secrets.

- Let me see. Let me see.
- No.

- I'm not gonna give it to you.
- Let me see.

- No, I'm not gonna give it to...
- Lois, Lois, let me see...

- Cute.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Ah, um..

That is not fair.

"Dear Ms. Lane,
we are extremely excited

about your proposed article
on our Chateau."

But you're not
writing any article.

I might... someday.

- So, you lied.
- Clark, please. It was a fib.

It was an exaggeration.

It was a minor distortion.

Okay, I lied, but it was
a little, tiny white lie.

Nobody got hurt, it's not
like they're letting us in

for free or anything.

- Lois.
- Ugh.

Fine. We'll take
the moral high ground.

I'll cancel the reservation.

You can spend the weekend
with those old warhorses

and get a jump
on your peace talk.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

On second thought..

...since their proposals aren't
gonna be finished till Monday

it is the perfect weekend
for us to get away.

Mm.

'Even though the
leaders of Latislan and Podansk'

are set to meet with Superman,
the UN has confirmed that

the military buildup continues
on both sides of the border.

Looks like you're not
gonna be able to go anyway.

- I'll cancel the reservations.
- No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

You go ahead on up.
I'll meet you there.

Superman's gonna
have a little chat

with these two old warhorses,
get them to honor their truce.

- Don't be long.
- Mm.

Mm.

Lois Lane?

Okay, you don't know me.

I'm just a pencil
pusher in research.

I'm Samantha,
and you're my idol.

Oh, thank
you. Thank you very much.

Wow, that husband of yours,
he's quite a hunk, isn't he?

Of course, he's no
Superman, but what the hey

you can't have everything.

- Excuse me?
- What's Superman like?

- Like?
- Yeah.

You know, is he seeing anyone?

'Cause I was
thinking, if he's not

that maybe you could
do a girlfriend a favor

and introduce me.

Of course, I don't
even know if he dates

outside his own species, but...

Uh, I don't mean
to be rude but, uh

I have a plane to catch.

Oh, okay, sure.
We'll talk later, okay?

Sorry, I'm late.

'Long day at the office.'

- Isn't it nice?
- Very nice.

- I missed you.
- And I missed you.

Mm.

Oh, I can't believe
I'm doing this.

Ugh.

Oh.

'Uh.'

Did you hear something?

No. It was nothing.

'Mr. Goode,
you are not gonna believe this.'

Right after I hung up with you

guess who flew
into Lois Lane's room?

Right. Superman. And within
seconds, they were sucking face

like world-class
mattress tramps.

Hey!

- Ah!
- 'Sorry.'

Sir. Sorry. What?

The picture? Yes,
sir, I got the picture.

I definitely got an exposure.
Mm-hmm.

I'll get it
developed right away.

Bye.

Oh, God.

Think, think.

' "Hank's Photo Lab."'

'Barry Dunning
live at the scene of the crime'

where this tale of sordid
super sleaze took place.

The people of Metropolis
are saying no to Superman.

Oh, my gosh!

Okay, so this skirt
doesn't go with this blouse.

It's not that bad.

You guys haven't seen
this morning's.

"National Inquisitor," have you?

That supermarket rag?
Why would we?

- Or the "Dirt Digger?"
- Of course not, Jimmy.

What's going on?

Oh, my God, Clark.

- Lois.
- That's me.

And the Superman.

Guys, let me just
be the first to say

that I don't believe it
for a second, alright?

It's obviously fake.
The photograph's fake.

It's unequivocally bogus. I..

Although,
it's a pretty good work.

I mean, I've never seen
anything quite as good.

- The mat lines all match...
- Jimmy.

Sorry. On your team, 100%.

Lois. Clark!
In my office.

Uh, chief, first of all,
I want you to know...

Of course, I don't believe
a word of it, Lois.

I know you'd never do
anything like that to Clark.

I've never seen
two people so in love.

This is just pure tabloid trash.

- It's that simple.
- Thanks, chief.

Now, that said, this thing's
already blown up pretty big.

Now, the "Daily Planet" has
yet to take an official position

but I can't sit
on my hands much longer.

The, uh, fellas upstairs
are breathing down my neck

to clean up this mess.

So, uh..

What do you want me to do?

What do we print?

'Super
seduction or lust for Lois?'

No to Superman.

'Formerly trusted man of..'

My guest is father Morgan.

This is fantastic!
It's everywhere.

They're all picking it up.

Every station,
every wire, every show.

It's even on the Internet.

Oh, Superman's blood
is in the water

and the sharks are swimming in
to take a bite.

You're a genius, Mr. Goode.

Call me Randy.

'Cause you just
climbed up the ladder.

Ms. Vice President.

- Are you serious?
- As a heart attack!

Are you kidding me? This is
the biggest story of the year!

Superman's image will be fading

as fast as Michael
Bolton's hairline.

'This is fabulous.'

And for the first time
one of our stories

is actually authentic.

No. No.
No, but we can't stop here.

No, no, no. We-we really
must stoke the fire.

We've got to orchestrate
a full-tilt smear campaign

against Superman!

Anything goes,
even if it's a lie!

The more outrageous, the better!

Uh, Superman uses X-ray
vision to peep at my sister.

Superman, uh-uh-uh,
dropped me while he was flying

and I smelt booze on his breath.

We don't need Kryptonite
to destroy Superman.

We've got the most powerful
weapon ever invented, a scandal!

And we're gonna take
Superman down with it.

And, then..

...there'll be
a new man of the year. Me.

I'm most concerned
about the children, Barry.

After all, Superman
was their one undisputed

moral reference point,
and, tsk..

...if this terrible tragedy
turns out to be true...

Then how can our children
take morality seriously

if the pillar of morality
himself has committed adultery?

Is that the point
you're making, father?

Exactly, the consequences
could be calamity and it's..

Shocking story continues
to rock people everywhere.

I think it's a tragedy.

I've got a four
and a five-year-old.

'Uh, what am I supposed
to tell them, you know?'

Superman was their hero.

I used to look up to Lois Lane

and I felt that I could
really trust her reporting.

But, now..
This is all her fault.

She is the one who seduced him.

Poor Clark Kent.

I think it's awesome, you think

I wouldn't be out bagging
babes if I had super powers?

I've heard enough of this trash.

Forget about it.

Let's just
concentrate

on getting to the
bottom of this.

The bottom of what?

Something like this doesn't
just happen by accident.

- Somebody's out to get you.
- Or, you, honey.

Uh, Superman was not supposed
to be at Chateau Roberge.

Lois Lane and Clark Kent were.

Well, either way, the
first thing we should do

is figure out who
took this picture.

It's un-credited,
which is suspicious

considering all the
notoriety it's gotten.

I mean, you'd think
that this photographer

would be all over
the TV circuit by now

if there weren't more to it.

That might be true, but...

I guess it's just
the price we pay

for being in the
public eye, you know.

Every once in a while

somebody's gonna
take a potshot at us.

Like last year, when that woman
claimed to have had.

Superman's love child.

Oh, honey, but there's
a big difference here.

That was a lie.
This, this isn't.

- This actually happened.
- No, it didn't.

This says that Lois Lane
cheated on her husband

and we both know
that's not true.

Okay, yes, but the point is that

the whole rest of the world
doesn't know that, honey.

A-and there's no way of
telling them the real truth.

Well, then, I'll just deny it.

No, I'll issue a statement
that says that it was a hoax.

That somebody was
impersonating me.

Or better yet,
Superman should do it.

He should have a press
conference and just say

that it wasn't us.
The world believes him.

Oh, wait a minute,
you're seriously suggesting

that Superman lie?

I'm suggesting that
we do whatever it takes

to get to who's trying
to get at us.

Or-or you or me.

- That's what I'm suggesting.
- I agree.

That's very important,
honey, but I think

there's a bigger issue
here... the truth.

And the truth is..

...that this is you and me
in this picture.

And, lying,
especially for Superman

should never be an option.

Uh-huh.
Even a little white lie.

Like the one I told
to get us into the hotel

and therefore, into
this entire mess.

No, that's not what I'm saying.

Well, that's what
you were thinking.

- No.
- Now who's lying?

Lois..

...this whole thing
is our fault.

We've gotten
a little bit relaxed.

We've forgotten that
there are not just two people

in this marriage.
There are three.

You, me..

...and Superman.

We're so used to the suit
being a disguise, honey.

But it can't disguise
how I feel about you

or how we feel about each other.

Well, if anybody asks,
I'll just say, "No comment."

That's it. It's none
of their business.

How long can this
thing last, anyway?

It appears at this hour that the
leaders of Latislan and Podansk

have called off the peace talks

'because Superman
can no longer be trusted.'

War appears inevitable now.

Might last longer than we think.

'...live
from the Podansk DMZ.'

I-I don't believe
in Superman anymore.

'You don't believe in him?'

'Tonight on "Top Copy.."'

'It seems Lois Lane
isn't the only woman'

'Superman has been seeing.'

'Meet the Texas twins
who claim Superman's cape'

'has hung on their
bed knob a time or two.'

- Uh.
- Uh, no.

- How you holding up?
- Well..

Considering I'm one notch
below Cruella de Vil

on the popularity scale, great.

Everywhere I go,
it's cold stares

and... even colder shoulders.

I think people blame me
for bringing down their hero.

Nice one, Lois.

Well, if it makes you
feel any better

they're not too crazy
about their hero, either.

The ladies in the steno pool
are using a picture of Superman

as a dart board.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure it's really tough on..

...you too. What is all this?

Uh, condolence gifts for... me.

Homemade fudge?

A couple of women
downstairs whipped it up.

Oh. I see.

- I eat crow, you get fudge.
- Honey, half of me gets fudge.

The other half gets
darts thrown at him.

'And
now this special report.'

'With peace talks broken down'

because of the Superman scandal

border skirmishes have erupted
between Latislan and Podansk.

'UN troops report short-range
missiles already airborne.'

Wait a minute.

Sources now say
an unidentified object

is streaking to intercept
one of the missiles.

Apparently,
that unidentified object

'was Superman.'

Alright, Superman!

Jimmy, I need your help.

I tracked down six of the labs

that those rags use to
develop photographs.

You mean use to fake
those photographs?

Uh, yeah, yeah.
That's what I meant.

Good, because I've done
some checking too.

See, there's only certain
places in town who specialize

in that kind of high-tech
digital compositing.

So, whoever faked the
photographs had to go through

one of those labs in order
to pull it off, right?

So, I'll try to have a list
for you by the end of the day.

Great. Heh.

Um... you know,
why-why don't you

uh, just check on
those first, though?

Because I-I sort of
have an instinct that

uh, that might be where we'll
find what we're looking for.

Lois Lane? Hi, Ms. Lane.

- My name is Barry Dunny.
- I know who you are.

Oh, then you're
familiar with my show.

"In Your Face With Barry Dunny."

Yeah, riveting journalism
especially, the show on

cross-dressing cousins and the

has-been child stars
who love them.

Well, thank you. That means
a lot coming from you.

You know, Ms. Lane,
I'm gonna give you a chance

to tell your side of the story.

No comment.

What about
the photograph, Ms. Lane?

No comment.

And are you or are you not

having an affair with Superman?

No comment!

What do you say
to those who are calling you.

Superman's super strumpet?

They're calling me
super strumpet?

- Care to respond?
- No.

Oh, come on, Ms. Lane,
I'm only after the truth.

The truth means nothing to you.

All you're interested
in is sleaze.

You're a disgrace to legitimate
reporters like Clark and myself

and you are not gonna
get what you're digging

for here, vulture boy.

I'm not gonna give
you some sound bite

that you can twist and turn.

Whatever my relationship
is with Superman

is nobody's damn
business but my own.

So, get out of my face!

General, Caviar?

President Kasparov, Canape?

Forgive my bluntness, Mr. Goode

but I am a suspicious man
by nature.

'Why are you so interested
in resurrecting these talks?'

Yes. What do you get out of it?

Why, I get
what we all get potentially.

Peace on earth
and goodwill towards men.

And seeing as I was runner-up
for the Peace Prize

I thought the least I
could do was see if we

can't find a solution together.

- Shrimp?
- I beg your pardon?

Cocktail.
Care for a shrimp cocktail?

You said Superman would be here
to explain everything.

- Where is he?
- Well, he told me he'd be here.

Maybe Lois Lane got tickets
to "Cats" or something.

'No, gentlemen,
it looks as though'

we've been disappointed
yet again.

Now, I would be more
than happy to shepherd you

through these talks
if you'll allow it.

Come, sit.

Superman.

You must call
a cease-fire immediately.

There is nothing that
this war could ever achieve

that you couldn't better
achieve without it.

Who are you to lecture us?

You're no better than
the common politician.

You stand for nothing!

I stand for what is right.

And what is right is peace.

Please, don't let
any side issues distract you

from our common goal.

Peace is built on the
cornerstone of trust, Superman

and if either one of us
is to trust you again

first you must explain... this.

And this.

Yeah, Superman.

We're all ears.

Gentlemen, you trusted me enough

to ask me to mediate
these peace talks.

Trust me now when I tell you
that this photograph

is not what it appears to be.

Superman..

...General Navance and myself

we, we understand such things.

We're world leaders.

But our people
are not so sophisticated.

They're outraged
by what you've done.

They won't allow you
to broker our peace talks

unless you can give them a
more acceptable explanation..

Mr. President..

'...can twist and
turn, whatever my relationship is'

with Superman is nobody's damn
business but my own!

So, get out of my face!

'Well, there you
have it, from Lois Lane's own mouth'

'she and Superman
are indeed having an affair.'

'And apparently,
so passionate, so intimate'

she can't even
put it into words.

Well, talk about denials.

I mean, that one ranks
right up there with Watergate.

We're finished here.
My armies will destroy you!

Brilliant. My missiles
will destroy you first.

- Uh, gentlemen, please.
- Enough talk!

'Mr. President, General'

I will explain.

And I will rebuild
your trust in me.

Tomorrow at noon..

...I'll hold a press conference

'and all your questions
will be answered.'

Then we can meet here afterward,
and if you're satisfied

we can talk peace.

Please, gentlemen..

...thousands of lives
depend on you.

No, my friend
...those lives depend on you.

'And what you say tomorrow.'

Well, then... tomorrow at noon.

I know,
I'm looking forward to it.

Very well.

He knows something. He's
got something up his cape.

Think, think, think.
Think, think.

What do you mean?

I mean that super stud says

he's got an explanation
for that photograph.

'I mean, what in
the world could it be?'

I mean, after all,
it is authentic!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

If he wiggles out of this

if he gets these bozos
to shake hands

there'll be no stopping him.

I mean, the man of steel
will have gotten

a brand-new non-stick
Teflon coating

and I'll never be
Man of the Year!

I've come up with a plan
that will guarantee

the peace talks fail

and make Superman
responsible for it.

Oh.

Oh, I like it.

Miss..

...Senior Vice President.

So... what do we do?

I said no comment! Hey.

Get out of those rose bushes.
That's private property.

'Was he faster
than a speeding bullet?'

I beg your pardon.
I'm a married woman.

'We had a
pack of wolves at our place too.'

Jonathan, Martha,
what are you doing here?

Clark said you two
wanted to talk to us.

- He did?
- 'I just flew them here, Lois.'

I thought they should be here
to hear what I have to say.

To say about what?

This so-called scandal..

'...is spreading like wildfire.'

I have to stop it... now.

If I don't, war will break out

and a lot of people
are gonna die.

So, I've decided..

...that the only way
to clear all this up

is to tell
the whole world the truth.

The truth about what?

That Superman cannot
be having an affair

with Clark Kent's wife..

...because Clark Kent..

...is Superman.

Uh, Clark, you can't do this.

Lois, the only way to regain
the world's trust is to tell them

that I am Superman.
I don't have a choice.

Do you realize what
this will do to you, son? To everybody?

I know it'll be hard, dad.

I don't think you realize
how hard it will be.

But never mind about
your father and me.

It's not going to affect us much

but it's going
to affect you plenty.

Clark Kent won't even
exist anymore.

You won't have any kind
of private life.

And neither will Lois, she
won't be able to go anywhere

'as herself anymore, let
alone continue as a reporter.'

She'll just become
Superman's wife.

I know. I-I know!

Don't you think
I thought about all this?

This isn't just some knee-jerk
reaction that I'm having.

I'm trying to stop a war.

I'm trying to protect
what Superman is

what he stands for.

If that's the case, then
you're making a mistake.

'What makes you
think that the world'

'is gonna start
trusting Superman again'

when they find out that he's
been lying to them all along

about who he really is?

Clark, there's a greater
truth to protect here

and that's the idea
of who Superman is.

If you tell them
that you're married

that you have feelings and
desires like everybody else

then that image of
a hero is shattered.

It's gone.

'People need to believe
in that mythic truth.'

That is what
Superman is all about

and that is what you
should protect above all else.

And I will protect it, Lois.

Because even in this...
cynical world

somebody has to stand
for integrity.

And if that's what
I say I stand for..

...then I have to mean it.

Alright. Fine.

Then I guess, uh..

'...I have until tomorrow'

to figure out
who's behind this and why.

Excuse me.

- 'Metro Air?'
- Hi.

Uh, I'm trying to find
the name of a passenger

who might have flown
to Chateau Roberge

and back to Metropolis
overnight.

'I'm
sorry, ma'am, it's company policy... '

Yeah, I know
you don't usually give out

that kind of information,
but this is Lois Lane, and I...

Hello?

Uh, hello?

So much
for professional courtesy.

Lois, you know those
composite labs I've been checking out?

- Yeah.
- Well, here's one.

Hank's Photo Lab on 3rd
Street, somebody told me

to look into them, 'cause
they're not real legitimate

but they do good work, you
know, fake passports and stuff.

Jimmy, uh, we're
running out of time.

Hank's used to be "Dirt
Digger's" biggest client

so I did some checking.

Turns out that a huge
payment was made to them

the day just before
the photographs were published.

So, this photo could be a fake?

Well, yeah, but you
knew that already.

Uh, yeah.
No, of course, I-I knew it.

I-I, I just didn't know
if you did. Know it, I mean.

If-if you knew
that it was a fake.

Right.

Right.

Well, great!
This is just great.

Let's, uh, let's go
pay Hank a visit, huh?

Looks like Hank
left his door open.

Wow, check it out.

Layout computers,
spectrum analyzers

digital compositors.

'You can take this stuff
and manipulate images'

'into anything you can dream up'

whether it really exists or not.

You can't even imagine what
this kind of equipment can do.

I'm beginning to get
a pretty good idea.

There's nothing here
about Superman, though.

These digital compositors are
supposed to have a memory cache.

They should have
the last several entries..

...digitally stored.
Just give me a second.

'Looks like Hank's
doing a lot of business'

with the "Dirt Digger."

Hey, wait a minute.

These invoices are addressed
to Goode International.

- Randy Goode?
- Ha ha. Bingo.

Alright. See, two different
snapshots of you and Superman.

Now, watch this.

It looks like they've created
texture map from these photos.

Then they applied the texture
map into wire-framed models.

Designate the area to be scanned

once they composite the images

they can put you
in any position.

Ta-da. Instant scandal.

- Pretty amazing, huh?
- You have no idea.

Jimmy, can you download this
from the compositor

so we can use it as evidence?

Yeah. It'll take me a while.

Do it. Meet me at
City Hall at noon.

I gotta catch Superman
before it's too late.

Before what's too late?

Oh, what.. Aah! No!

Ah! Put me down!
Ah! Ow! No!

- You.
- Okay, so you're not my idol.

Alright, Goode,
what do you want?

It's simple. I want Superman
to rescue you, Ms. Lane

sauce for the goose as it were

and as he saves his paramour
in predictable fashion

a bomb will explode
in the very place he gathered

those old peace treaty
geezers, killing them both.

They're meeting in your office.

You're gonna blow up
your own building?

Well, who would ever guess
that I was behind it?

Brilliant, aren't I?

Naturally, everyone will blame
Superman for the blast

because he'll be
with you at the time.

I mean, this ought to discredit
him after all, don't you think?

Except you can't make me
yell for help

and if I don't, he
won't come for me.

Oh, well,
that's very brave, Ms. Lane

but I've already
thought of that.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I
have a mythic hero to destroy

and you... have a plane
to catch. Nighty-night!

'Sleep tight, Ms. Lane.'

Is Superman faster than
a speeding adulterer?

Is he able to leap tall
tales in a single bound?

When the clock strikes 12
in just a few short minutes

we will finally know
what the world wants to know.

Does the Man of Steel
have a naughty little secret

or doesn't he?

'Thank
you, Barry, and in other news..'

Gentlemen, I pray for peace.

Now, if you'll excuse me

I'm going to go
to the press conference

and show my support
for Superman.

- Everything set?
- Lois is in position.

And the trigger mechanism
is armed.

For whom the bell tolls.

Uh... pardon me, folks,
a little snag.

I-I'll be right back.

What kind of stunt
is he pulling now?

- Mm.
- Alright. Don't worry.

- I'm gonna get you out of here.
- Mm-mm. Mm. Hmm.

- What?
- Hmm. Hmm.

'Warning, you have activated'

'the pressure-sensitive
triggering system.'

'Please stand back.'

Okay.

Okay, uh..

- Hmm-hmm.
- What?

Charades. Okay.

Six words. First word.

- Hmm.
- Pointing at that..

- Mm-hmm.
- Point.. Me?

- Guns!
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

- Ugh.
- Trigger?

Please!

Please, now.
Patience, patience.

Citizens, please. Please.

- Third word. Gesundheit.
- Hmm. Mm-hmm.

What? You're sneezing.
Sneezing. Sneezes.

- Mm-hmm.
- 'Wiping your nose.'

- Blowing your nose. Wipe...
- Mm! Mm!

Blowing, blowing,
blowing your nose.

- Mm, mm.
- Short. Blowing. Blow. Blow.

- Mm-hmm. Hmm. Hmm.
- Trigger also blows..

Now, let's at least give
Superman a chance here.

Now, I'm confident that
there's a very good explanation.

- Sixth word.
- 'Mm-hmm.'

'Sounds like..'

Sounds like, uh..

Music.. Sounds like walking.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Walking.

Walking..

T-talking. Talking.
Sounds like talking.

Talks. Talk. Talk..

Trigger also blows up..

- Mm. Hmm. Hmm.
- ...peace talks.

- Mm.
- Okay, but first things first.

Do you think anyone was hurt?

No, it was only
rigged for your room.

Wait.. An ultrasonic signal.

That must be their
triggering mechanism.

Fortunately, light travels
faster than sound.

- Where's the boom?
- No boom.

I think it's time for a little
trip out of the country.

You and me on a slow boat.

Me on the boat
and you dragging behind it.

Going somewhere, Mr. Goode?

We can prove everything,
including the faked photograph.

- What fake photograph?
- Lois!

Does Hank's Photo Lab
ring any bells?

- No.
- Oops.

Oops?
What do you mean, "Oops?"

Officers,
do you mind taking them?

I have a statement to make.

Oops? What does "Oops" mean?

- The photo was a..
- What are you gonna say?

I'm gonna tell the truth, Lois.

Nothing changes that.

Ladies and gentlemen first
and foremost, let me just say

that I have always
stood for truth

'above all else.
It's our moral compass.'

The only thing that stands
between right and wrong.

Everything that I am..

...everything that I do

is a reflection of that truth.

As Superman, I have never..

...nor will I ever
dishonor that.

- I'll take your questions now.
- Okay, over here.

Superman... are you having an
illicit affair with Lois Lane?

Yeah.

'Truth! The truth!'

The truth is..

...no.

I am not having
nor have I ever had

an illicit affair
with Lois Lane.

'Then how do
you explain that photograph?'

The photograph
in question is a fake.

I have proof
that shows it's all part of

'a very, very carefully
orchestrated smear campaign.'

'If nothing's going on
then how come Clark Kent isn't here?'

He is here
right there next to Lois.

That's what that ring
on her finger symbolizes.

Clark and Lois trust each other

and that's the only truth
that really matters.

Now, if you'll excuse me I have
some peace talks to negotiate.

Not bad, huh?

Had me on the edge of my seat.

'There it is.
The room's all fixed up.'

'Good as new.'

Nice of Superman
to put it back together.

Mm.

- Did anyone see you?
- No, absolutely not.

- I checked very carefully.
- Mm-hmm.

So, what did you think
of Superman's speech?

Mm, it was good.

Did he have to make not
having an illicit affair

sound so noble?

Are you alright with it?

Well, I told the truth.

I mean..

I answered the questions
they asked me truthfully.

So, you're not
completely comfortable?

No, not completely.

There was a larger truth
to protect here

and in this instance ...it
was the right thing to do.

- Hmm.
- Just..

Do me one favor, okay?

Let's you and I be a little bit
more careful from now on, okay?

It is still safe to kiss my
husband, though, right?

Yes. Oh.
Whoa, your feet are freezing.

- Warm them up.
- Okay.

Ah!

You missed.

No, I didn't.