Man of Steel Page #4
You are not alone.
You are not alone.
You are not alone.
You are not alone.
It's coming in on the RSS feeds.
You are not alone.
It's on my phone too.
My name is General Zod.
Icome from a world far from yours.
I have journeyed across
an ocean of stars to reach you.
For some time, your world
has sheltered one of my citizens.
I request that you return this individual...
...to my custody.
For reasons unknown,
he has chosen to keep his existence...
...a secret from you.
He will have made efforts to blend in.
He will look like you.
But he is not one of you.
To those of you who may know...
...of his current location...
mine fare of your planer."...
...rests in your hands.
To Kai-El, I say this:
Surrender within 24 hours...
...or watch this world
suffer the consequences.
Ah!
We hardly know anything
about him, isn't that right?
If he truly means us no harm...
...he'll turn himself in
and face the consequences.
And if he won't do that...
...then maybe we should.
The Daily Planet's Lois Lane
knows who this guy is. Shek...
...the one we should
be questioning.
- Hold on. You're saying Lois Lane--
- Hello?
Are you watching this crap?
Been running all morning.
For once I agree with Woodburn.
Have you seen him?
- Do you know where he is?
-No. Even if I did, I wouldn't say.
The entire world is being threatened here.
This is not time for you to fall...
...back on journalistic integrity.
This is serious, Lois.
The FBI is here. They're throwing around
words like "treason."
I gotta go-
FBI. Hands up.
Drop the bag. Now.
Regarding the visitors
themselves we know...
very little.
According to government officials...
...the visitors do not represent a threat...
despite the ominous tone
of their message.
Then of course there's the question
on everyonek mind:
"Who is this Kal-El person?
Does he actually exist?
How could he have remained
hidden from us for so long?"
Come on, Kent.
Come on. Fight back.
Get up, Kent.
So is that it?
Is that all you've got?
Come on, Kent.
Come on!
Did they hurl you?
You know they can't.
That's not what I meant.
I meant, are you all right?
I wanted to hit that kid.
I wanted to hit him bad.
I know you did. I mean...
...part of me even wanted you to,
but then what?
Make you feel any better?
You just have to decide what kind of man
you want to grow up to be, Clark.
Because whoever that man is,
good character or bad, he's...
He's gonna change the world.
What's on your mind?
I don't know where to start.
Wherever you want.
That ship that appeared last night.
I'm the one they're looking for.
Do you know...
...why they want you?
No. But this General Zod...
...even if I surrender, there's no guarantee
he'll keep his word, but...
...if there's a chance I can save Earth
by turning myself in...
...shouldn't I take it'?
What does your gut tell you?
Zod can't be trusted.
The problem is...
...I'm not sure the people of Earth
can be either.
Sometimes you have to take
a leap of faith first.
The trust part comes later.
All right. You've got our attention.
What is it you want?
I would like to speak to Lois Lane.
What makes you think she's here?
Don't play games with me, general.
I'll surrender, but only if you
guarantee Lois's freedom.
Why are you surrendering to Zod?
I'm surrendering to mankind.
There's a difference.
You let them handcuff you?
Wouldn't be much of a surrender
if I resisted.
And if it makes them feel more secure...
...then all the better for it.
What's the S stand for?
It's not an S.
Well, here, it's an S.
How about...
...Super--
Sir?
- Hi, my name is Dr. E--
Emil Hamilton.
I know, I can see your ID tag
in your breast pocket.
Along with a half-eaten roll of Lifesavers.
I can also see the soldiers
in the next room...
...preparing that tranquilizing agent
of yours.
You won't need it.
Sir, you can't expect us
to not take precautions.
You could be carrying
some kind of alien pathogen.
Been here for 33 years, doctor.
- Haven't infected anyone yet.
-That you know of. We have legitimate...
...security concerns. You revealed
your identity to Miss Lane over there.
Why won't you do the same with us?
Let's put our cards on the table here,
general.
You're scared because you can't control me.
You don't, and you never will.
But that doesn' mean I'm your enemy.
Then who is'?
Zod '?
That's what I'm worried about.
Be that as it may...
...I've been given orders
to hand you over to him.
Do what you have to do, general.
Thank you.
For what?
For believing in me.
Didn't make much difference in the end.
It did to me.
They're coming.
You should leave now.
Go, Lois.
Kai-El.
I'm sub-commander Faora-Ul.
I extend you his greetings.
- Are you the ranking officer here?
-I am.
General Zod would like this woman...
...to accompany me.
You asked for the alien.
You didn't say anything
about one of our own.
Shall I tell the general
you're unwilling to comply?
I don't care what you tell him.
It's all right.
I'll go.
The atmospheric composition on our ship
is not compatible with humans.
You need to wear a breather...
...beyond this point.
Kai-El .
You have no idea how long...
...we've been searching for you.
I take it you're Zod?
General Zod.
- Our commander.
-it's all right, Faora.
We can forgive Kal any lapses in decorum.
He's a stranger to our ways.
This should be cause...
...for celebration, not conflict.
- Unh.
- Not conflict.
I...
...feel strange.
Weak.
What's happening to him?
He's rejecting our ship's atmospherics.
Clark.
You've spent a lifetime
adapting to Earth's ecology...
...but never adapted to ours.
Help him.
I can't. Whatever's happening...
- ...has to run its course.
- Clark.
Help him.
Help him.
Hello, Kal.
Or do you prefer Clark?
That's the name they gave you.
Isn't it?
I was Krypton's military leader...
...your father our foremost scientist.
The only thing we agreed on...
...was that Krypton was dying.
In return for my efforts...
...to protect our civilization...
...and save our planet...
...I and my fellow officers
were sentenced to the Phantom Zone.
And then the destruction of our world...
...freed us.
We were adrift, destined to oat...
"amongst the ruins of our planet...
...until we starved.
How did you find your way to Earth?
We managed to retrofit
the phantom projector into a hyperdrive.
Your father made a similar modification
to the craft that brought you here.
And so the instrument of our damnation...
...became our salvation.
We sought out the old colonial outposts...
...looking for signs of life.
But all we found was death.
Cut off from Krypton, these outposts...
mwithered and died long ago.
We salvaged what we could...
...3!'H?Of', weapons...
...even a world engine.
For 33 years we prepared...
...until finally we detected
a distress beacon...
...which you triggered...
...when you accessed
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