Superman 3 Page #3

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Excuse me. Say, Brad, I think maybe

he'll be better off doing it his way.

For a guy lucky to be waterboy,

you've got a big mouth.

I don't think he needs a lesson

in front of the other kids.

- He needs a man to show him.

- He's doing just fine. Excuse me.

Here you go, Ricky.

And give it your best shot.

Okay? There you go.

Sorry.

Gesundheit.

Thank you.

Hey, Gus, the boss wants to see you.

He can see me all right.

Hello, Mr. Lewis.

No, not that boss. The boss.

You mean, the boss...

...wants to see me?

Oh, my God,

why would he want to see me?

I mean...

Why would the boss want to see me?

There's no reason.

Then why'd he?

Oh, I know!

It's my suggestion for

the volleyball uniforms.

That's it.

Ross the boss. Ross the boss.

The boss!

Be calm. Be cool. Be collected.

Mr. Webster? Mr. Webster?

Mr. Webster, I did not...

Mr. Webster.

Mr. August Gorman?

August Gorman here.

I know you're a man of compassion,

and I don't want to go to jail...

...because they have

robbers and rapists...

I just want to ask you one question.

You've been a naughty guy,

haven't you?

Come on, admit it, now.

You've been a little bit naughty,

haven't you?

- I was kind of...

- That's all right. I understand.

I can...

What do the young folks say today?

"Dig where you're coming from,

brother."

You want to be rich, right?

I was born rich. Never worn

the same pair of socks twice.

What do you do with your socks?

They're laundered and sent to

some charitable institution, I think.

I don't know.

Maybe they turn them into rags...

...or pen-wipers or something.

Or maybe socks.

Yes! That never occurred to me.

Gus, you know something?

You're a genius.

A naughty genius, but what the hell?

Nobody's perfect. Cheers.

Because of the half-cent thing

with the computers.

No, no, because computers rule

the world today.

The fellow that can fool the computers

can rule the world himself.

I've been searching for somebody

who can make these machines do...

...what they're not supposed to.

Get my drift?

Yes!

Webscoe, the Webscoe industrial

complex, is a family-owned cartel.

Some magnesium here,

some zinc there.

Railroads, farm machinery.

You follow?

I follow you, sir.

Gus, do you know what I want now?

I want coffee.

Black, cream, sugar, or?

No, you don't seem to understand.

Under different company names,

I control the price of coffee beans...

...in Venezuela, Brazil, Bolivia,

Jamaica and the Republic of Gabon.

But I've got a problem and I think

maybe you can help me.

One country won't play ball with me.

You know how that can bug a guy.

That could bug...

What country?

Colombia.

Colombia?

Colombia has two import and exports,

and one of them's coffee.

And I've tried to reason with them.

Believe me, I've tried.

But this one miserable,

pissant little country...

...has the gall to think it can

dictate the economy of an open market.

Gus, my friend...

...we're going to teach them

a lesson, aren't we?

Destroy the entire

Colombian coffee crop...

...right down to the last bean.

- The last bean, we are.

- Right.

But you got so much...

A wise man once said, I think

it was Attila the Hun:

"It is not enough that I succeed.

Everyone else must fail."

Seems fair.

- Gus.

- What?

You are going to do this for me.

- How?

- The weather.

You didn't say your mom was here.

I'm his sister. His baby sister.

Gus, tell me, have you ever

heard of Vulcan?

Hi, Ms. Vulcan.

Vulcan is the weather satellite

our government put up...

...to monitor the weather.

But if somebody were to reprogram it,

it could do much more.

It could make weather.

Storms and floods.

Blizzards, heat waves.

How do you do that?

Like everything else

in the 20th century, Gus.

You push buttons.

- There you go.

- It's the first time I won anything.

You won my hand, Maury.

But this is the first time

I won anything valuable.

Let's get one with the sombreros.

Mr. White, you'll be in this,

handing them their plane tickets.

- Why do I have to do this?

- Why do I have to do this?

You're lucky I didn't fire you.

I get a chance at exclusive photos...

...of history's biggest

factory fire.

He comes home with a broken leg

and 12 melted rolls of film.

It was hot.

Smile, Mr. White.

South America!

I can't believe my luck!

See, if you don't want them

to trace it back...

...you've gotta punch in

to some little rinky-dink outfit...

...that has a little

Mickey Mouse computer...

Someplace you can sneak into, right?

Somebody could...

Someplace where nobody knows him

so they can't connect him with us.

Webscoe has 112 subsidiaries.

They're all linked into

the central computer system.

How about someplace...

...small?

Whoa, there. This is Smallville.

We'll have a five-minute stop here.

Mind your step.

Watch your step, please.

Thanks, Selma.

Thanks a lot, Lana.

Have a good day, now.

Let me help you, Lana.

I'm sorry.

- Thanks, Clark.

- Sit down, Buster. Good boy.

Come on, Buster, sit down.

Good boy.

You all set? Great.

I'm not saying another word.

That's it.

Jesus Christ!

Don't they have picnics in Metropolis,

Mr. Kent?

Well, not quite like this, Ricky.

- Mom and I do this all the time.

- You do?

- I'll help you.

- Stay close by and be careful, okay?

Okay, Mom.

Come on, Buster. Let's find you

a rabbit. Come on. Rabbit.

This is so nice for him.

It's even nicer when there's

a man around, which isn't that often.

- There's a lot of choices.

- The good ones are married.

So Brad thinks he's

God's gift to women.

He won't take no for an answer,

but he's the only one asking.

No, Lana, I meant

there's a lot of choices here.

This is really quite some picnic.

There's...

...some of that.

Green stuff.

Hey, pt.

Boy, this pt is really unusual.

I didn't make any...

Oh, Clark.

That's Buster's dog food.

- It's good.

- Don't eat it!

What time's the dog eat?

- This is nice.

- Here.

It's all right, Lana.

Thanks.

Hey, where you going?

Come on!

Buster, stop messing about!

- How much longer?

- I thought...

- Sorry. No, go ahead.

- You.

I was just thinking that...

...somebody like you could do

really well in Metropolis.

I have to face it. I'm not gonna

find what I want in Smallville anymore.

Could I make it in Metropolis?

What would I do when I got there?

Call me.

- No, I wouldn't want to call you.

- You don't want to call?

Yes, I want to call you, but I

wouldn't want to be a nuisance to you.

I don't think you could ever

be a nuisance to me.

Clark, may I tell you something?

My oil pan is leaking.

There's something dripping.

- Can I help?

- No, thanks.

With all the car trouble I have,

I studied up on auto repair.

Look at this.

Oh, boy.

I think I'll just go see

if Ricky's all right. You okay?

Gosh, is he all right?

Superman?

That's me.

Mom! Mom!

There you go. He's all right,

but have a doctor check him.

Thank you.

- I'm Lana Lang. This is Ricky.

- Nice to meet you.

And this is Clark.

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