Superman Page #12

157EXT. STREET

The CROWD has grow in size. A TV mobile unit has arrived. The PEOPLE "ooh" and "aah" in wonder. A TV CAMERAMAN points , looks over at his CREW.

TV CAMERAMAN:

There he is !

He tilts his camera up. CAMERA PANS with him to the sky.

158EXT. SKY - NIGHT - CLOSE ON SUPERMAN

SUPERMAN notices the attention, suddenly stops his aerobatics, embarrassedly self-conscious. He looks off:

160EXT SIDE OF APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT

A BURGLAR emerges from a high apartment house window, steps out onto a ledge. He drops a fistful of jewels into a bag tied to his waist, then positions suction cups attached to his hands and knees. Slowly, laboriously he ascends the side of the building.

160CLOSE ON BURGLAR

Breathing hard, he continues. Looking up, his face suddenly registers shock.

161ANGLE ON SUPERMAN - BURGLAR' S POV

SUPERMAN strolls down the side of the building towards him, defying all laws of gravity. He smiles at the BURGLAR. .

SUPERMAN:

Hi there. Something wrong with the elevator?

162BACK TO BURGLAR

The terrified BURGLAR frantically tries to get away, his suction cups coming loose. He falls - SUPERMAN swoops down, catches him firmly.

163EXT. METROPOLIS STREET - NIGHT

PATROLMAN MOONEY quietly walks his beat on a deserted city street, looks up as he

hears a "whoosh!" SUPERMAN lands next to him, deposits the terrified BURGLAR.

SUPERMAN:

They say confession is Good for the soul, Officer.

I'd listen to this man.

The thunderstruck MOONEY gapes as SUPERMAN takes off again. The BURGLAR

shrubs, extends his wrists to MOONEY for the handcuffs.

BURGLAR:

What the hell. It's only a dream, anyway.

164EXT. HIGHWAY UNDERPASS NEAR RIVER - NIGHT

A police car. light flashing, sirens blaring, chases a sleek black Cadillac as they crisscross,

screeching through the pillars of a river highway underpass. Both cars blaze away at each

other with firearms. The Cadillac squeals into a l80-turn, heads down a short pier to a waiting

cabin cruiser. The police car tries to imitate the turn, smashes head-on into a stone pillar, one

POLICEM.AN catapulting through the windshield onto the hood. TWO OTHER POLICEMEN pile out, guns drawn, open fire down the pier.

165ANGLE ON POLICE FROM PIER

THREE HOODS empty out of the Cadillac near the cabin cruiser, the police bullets

slamming into their car. They wheel, holding automatic weapons, cut down the TWO

POLICEMEN, jump onto the cruiser, take off.

166EXT. SKY - NIGHT - ANGLE ON CABIN CRUISER

The cabin cruiser plows down the river at top speed. CAMERA ZOOM BACK, PANS:

SUPERMAN watches from mid-air.

167INT. CABIN CRUIER - NIGHT

TWO of the HOODS are in the main cabin. ONE drives the boat while the OTHER makes

three neat piles of money on a table,pullingit out of a black satchel. The FIRST HOOD

grins at his PARTNER , then looks back through the windshield of the cabin, his jawsuddenly dropping.

FIRST HOOD:

Holy sh....

168ANGLE THROUGH WINDSHIELD - HOOD'S POV

SUPERMAN stands on the front deck, arms folded, staring sternly inside at them.

169EXT. BOAT DECK - NIGHT

The THIRD HOOD sneaks up behind SUPERMAN, a heavy barbed steel boat gaff in his

hands. As SUPERMAN stares in through the windshield, the HOOD swings it down

viciously straight into his head. The gaff recoils as if it had hit solid steel - the HOOD stands

unbelievingly, his entire body shaking in spasms from the impact. SUPERMAN turns witha smile.

SUPERMAN:

Bad vibrations?

170INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT

A flustered MOONEY stands before his amused DESK SERGEANT .

MOONEY:

Sergeant, I swear! Flying! With a big red cape!

And bright red boots as well! Then, quick as a

wink - he was gone! Flew up in the air again, he

did. Like a big blue bird.

SERGEANT:

(smile)

Like a big blue bird....with bright red boots.

The SERGEANT gets down from behind his desk, walks MOONEY to the station door. CAMERA FOLLOWING

SERGEANT:

Why don't you take the rest of the night off now, Mooney.

Go back to Murphy's bar and finish what you plainly started.

I'll be off myself in a bit and join ya there...

They have, reached the door, start out, suddenly stop, rooted to the spot.

171EXT. STREET - ANGLE ON CRUISER - THEIR POV

The cabin cruiser sits in the street, balanced on its keel. The THREE HOODS are wrapped in

the anchor chain, the satchel of money hanging from one of their necks.

172BACK TO MOONEY AND SERGEANT

SERGEANT:

Off we go, then, Mooney. The first bottle's on me....

173EXT. SKY - NIGHT - ANGLE ON SUPERMAN

SUPERMAN continues through the air as a bolt of lightening slashes by next to him. Then a

clap of thunder. It starts to rain. He hears something, c*cks his head.

174EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET - NICHT

A LITTLE GIRL looks up plaintively through the rain at a tree in her back yard. We hear a

miserable "meow." CAMERA PANS UP: A wet cat sits stranded in the top branches of the

tree.

LITTLE GIRL:

(despair)

Frisky! Oh, Frisky, please come down....

Suddenly - SUPERMAN soars into frame, scoops FRISKY out of the tree, glides down, gently deposits the cat in the LITTLE GIRL'S arms.

LITTLE GIRL:

Gee, thanks Mister.

(to cat)

You naughty thing. . .

SUPERMAN:

Don't be too hard on Frisky. We all get a little

scared of heights now and then.

SUPERMAN flies off. CAMERA PANS with the LITTLE GIRL as she runs up here house steps and inside. CAMERA HOLDS a moment Suddenly - the sound of a "smack."

MOTHER'S VOICE

Haven't I told you to stop telling lies?

Another bolt of lightening slashes through the night sky. The rain becomes noticably heavier.

175EXT. SKY - NICHT - ANGLE ON AIR FORCE ONE

Air Force One fights its way through the pounding storm; heading for Metropolis airport.

Suddenly a bolt of lightening cracks into the wing. Flames shoot up as the outboard engine

on the PILOT'S side splits in two, drops off the wing. The plane starts into a dive.

176INT. AIR FORCE ONE COCKPIT - NIGHT

The PILOT and CO-PILOT fight the controls, try to level off. Suddenly: the plane's nose

comes up. The aircraft seems to right itself to the astonishment of the PILOT who looks out the window, eyes now widening.

177ANGLE ON WING - PILOT'S POV

SUPERMAN has grabbed hold or the wing in the cavity created by the fallen engine, now

flies, stretched out in its place. He turns his head, smiles at the PILOT.

178INT. AIR FORCE ONE COCKPIT - NIGHT

The dumbfounded PILOT looks back as the CO-PILOT strains to look past him out 'the side.

CO-PILOT

What happened? We get our engine back?

PILOT:

Fly.. Don't look. We... got something. . .

(weak smile)

Trust me. Just ... fly.

179EXT. MEROPOLIS AIRPORT - NIGHT - ANGLE ON LOIS

LOIS waits in the storm with a mob of excited REPORTERS. Emergency equipment stands by, lights flashing. Everyone turns, flabbergasted, as they see:

180 ANGLE ON RUNWAY - THEIR POV

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