Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice Page #2

The bases of our myths.

Gods among men upon our...

our little blue planet here.

You don't have to use

the silver bullet,

but, if you forge one...

Well, then...

We don't have to depend

upon the kindness of monsters.

Sir.

Get down.

Sir, I said, get down, now!

Can we get some backup here?

Hey. Hey.

Don't do it!

HEY!

Lois.

Crime Lab, on 3.

This is Lane.

Kent, you're sports today.

I want you to follow

up on the football.

Underdog dreams dashed

10 yards between Gotham and glory.

Hey.

Are you guys watching this?

Emergency responders quickly created a

precautionary perimeter around Heroes Park

while they brought the man down

from this beloved monument.

The suspect has been identified

as Wallace Vernon Keefe.

I work for Bruce Wayne!

I work for Bruce Wayne!

There'll be arraign on charges of

vandalism, resisting arrest

FALSE GOD - and a felony charge

of making terrorist threats

that carries up to

40 years in prison.

Poor son of a b*tch.

- Jenny.

- Mm?

Headline.

"End of love affair

with man in the sky?"

Okay.

There're ways

we can help each other.

Ah.

Could you step

into my office here?

Yes!

What's your wish list?

Uh.

Access to the wreck of the

crashed Kryptonian ship.

Done.

The complete remains

of the dead alien for testing.

You want Zod's body?

Okay.

It's cherry.

- Show him what you got!

- Dude, let's go!

Make sure to hit his left.

Come on.

Throw a punch, will you?

Let's go!

Come on!

Thank you.

The house treats luck like an insult.

Good luck for one has always

gives others misfortune.

But, eventually,

all accounts will be settled.

3 nights with a Bolshoi ballerina,

the line was all she tell me.

Not all I'm sure.

Good evening.

DEVICE CLONING:

SUCCESSFUL:

It's like a 1 man reign of terror.

This bat vigilante has been

consistently targeting the port

and the adjacent projects

and tenements.

And as far as I can tell

the cops are actually helping him.

Crime wave in Gotham.

Other breaking news.

Water, wet.

- Did you file the football yet?

- Why aren't we covering this?

Poor people don't buy papers?

People don't buy papers,

period, Kent.

Perry, when you assign a story, you're

making a choice about who matters...

- ...and who's worth it.

- Good morning, Smallville

The America conscious died

with Robert, Martin and John.

Sorry.

Sorry.

No match.

My guys in the crime lab,

never seen one before.

It's called a bullet.

You shoot people with it.

Recovered from the scene

of the fire fight in the desert.

Not sold anywhere commercially

in the world, even black market.

So?

So, who gave prototype military rounds

to tribe fighters in the Sahara.

The ass, Lois.

Flight to DC tonight,

a couple of days there.

Go.

Coach.

No extra leg room.

Economy plus.

Coach!

Senator.

My dad always said that,

Kentucky mash

was the secret to health.

This was his room.

I left it just the way it was.

It's silly.

The magical thinking of orphan boys.

I'm blocking the import license

for your mineral.

The Red Capes are coming!

The Red Capes are coming!

You and your hearings...

galloping through the streets

to warn us.

One, if by land.

Two, if by air.

Do you know the oldest lie

in America, Senator?

- Can I call you June?

- You can call me whatever you like.

Take a bucket of piss and

call it Granny's peach tea.

Take a weapon of assassination

and call it deterrence.

You won't fool a fly on me.

I'm not going to drink it.

Hey, you don't think

Dad would mind, do you?

If I change just...

...just one thing in this room.

Because, that should be upside down.

Now, we know better now,

don't we?

The devils don't come from

hell beneath us. No.

No, they come from the sky.

MARTHA WAYNE:

1946 - 1981

Wrong room, miss.

Secretary Swanwick, you haven't been

returning my phone calls.

Miss Lane, if you like an interview,

Major Farris is just outside that door.

You're treating me like a stranger?

I'm treating you like a reporter.

Alright.

Is the US providing experimental

military arms to rebels in Africa?

You know with balls like yours.

You belong in here.

Who's your source on this?

A tin foil hat?

No, not tin, but it's metal.

Fired in the Superman incident.

Experts at the Pentagon can't ID it.

- We haven't been told the truth.

- Here's the truth.

A reporter got greedy for a scoop

and went where she shouldn't have.

Superman acted like some... rogue combatant

to rescue her and people died.

Don't invent a conspiracy theory

to put back his halo.

Or yours.

- Major.

- Sir.

Oh.

I hope the next generation of Waynes

won't inherit an empty wine cellar.

Don't think there's a likely

to be a next generation.

Thank you, sir.

This is every call made

from the Russian's phone.

Two mentions of business

with the "White Portuguese" and

it's continuing transmitting black out

data to the personal residence

of Alexandra Luthor.

You think Lex Luthor

is the "White Portuguese"?

I can't see that he needs

the income from imported arms.

Regardless, I'll need to

put a 'leech' in his house,

and I'm going to need the suit.

The Bat interrogated 6 people

and came away with nothing.

It was Bruce Wayne

that got the information.

Well, Bruce Wayne can't

break into Lex Luthor's house.

Bruce Wayne won't have to.

He's been invited.

HA HA HA Joke's on you BATMAN

- That's him right there!

- There he is! Get a shot!

- Bruce, over here!

- Bruce, Bruce.

- Wayne, have a shot.

- Mr. Wayne!

- Right here, one second.

- This way, Mr. Wayne!

Who's that?

You must be new to the

let them eat cake beat.

That is Bruce Wayne.

Philanthropist.

Bibliophile.

True friend of the library of Metropolis.

Mr. Lex Luthor.

Nikki.

You're embarrassing me.

Speech. Speech.

Uh, blah blah blah.

Open bar.

The word Philanthropist,

comes from the Greek.

Meaning a lover of humanity

It was coined about,

2,500 years ago...

Alright, where am I going, Alfred?

Approach the elevator,

to your left.

That where it must be.

It's in the service

corridor in the basement.

Go down the stairs.

Prometheus went with us,

and he ruined Zeus' plan

to destroy man kind

and for that, he was given a thunderbolt.

Chooo!

Hm.

That seems unfair.

On the serious note,

the library of Metropolis...

Down the stairs.

It's the only way in, down the stairs.

But, at one time,

Dad could not either.

No, my father could not

afford the books, so...

He had to root through the garbage

for yesterday's newspaper.

Now you got the kitchens

on your right.

To the left.

Right in front of you,

that's where you want to be.

May I help you, Mr. Wayne?

Uh, I just...

thought the bathroom was down here.

I must have...

That last Martini was a...

too too many, I think.

- Men's room is upstairs.

- Great, I'm okay.

I like those shoes.

I can't stay down here, Alfred.

Go upstairs and socialize.

Some young lady from Metropolis

will make you honest.

In your dreams, Alfred.

Books are knowledge,

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