Superman 3 Page #5

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What happened to Ricky?

It's Superman's autograph you got him.

He got carried away...

...and told the kids Superman was

coming on his birthday.

Okay, it was wrong...

...but when Wednesday comes

and Superman doesn't show up...

Lana, in this case I think I can go

ahead and speak for Superman.

I mean, he and I are

pretty close.

You can tell Ricky that Superman

will be there on Wednesday, all right?

Well, he's gonna get the best

home-cooked meal he's had...

...in a long time.

Tell Superman we think

he's wonderful.

All right.

- But, Clark...

- Yeah?

...you're the best.

And I'll take it to

the Supreme Court if I have to.

But it wasn't our fault.

It was an act of God.

In a church?

Hey!

Here's that compound you ordered.

Can't imagine what you want with it.

But you got it.

What the hell am I afraid for?

I'm from Earth.

I really wasn't expecting all this.

I guess they did get

a little carried away.

Superman, we all know...

...that you're not looking for

honors and awards.

But when we heard that you were

coming to see your pal Ricky...

...we realized that this was

our chance to say thank you.

First, for putting out

the Lake Camooga fire.

And not least, for saving

little Ricky.

So since you already have

the key to our hearts...

...Superman...

...may I present you

with the key to the city.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

As you were.

Now listen up.

I just came in directly...

...from the Pentagon...

...and you better believe there's

a damn good reason that I did.

Because God has given us...

...one of the greatest gifts

in the world:

Chemicals.

Now you people, you like to go sit

in church on Sunday, don't you?

You like to sit and watch

the Super Bowl.

Yeah.

Sit on what?!

You sit on molded, plastic seats!

Molded to your well-fed behinds.

Now, I don't have to tell you

that America leads the world...

...in high-grade plastics.

We cannot afford...

...a chemical-plastics gap.

Now, listen to me.

Do you want...

...our president of the United States

sitting down...

...to write a peace treaty...

...and have his ballpoint pen

bust open...

...and the ink run out all over

his nice, clean pants...

...in front of the world leaders?

No. No.

Now, we all know...

...that last week, half of

this great nation of ours...

...almost bit the bullet...

...if it wasn't for this man here.

And all I can say is,

thank the Lord for Superman.

Superman, you saved our bacon...

...and I'd like to show our gratitude.

This is a small token of our

appreciation...

...to show to you for saving us

from a chemical plant disaster.

Thank you very much, general.

This is very nice. Thank you.

It's very nice.

Unknown. How am I supposed to know

what "unknown" means?

It means unknown. It means

nobody knows what it means.

- Hello, boss?

- Gus?

- Gus Gorman here.

- I know that. How did it go?

You know how they're always trying to

find the secret recipe...

...in that chicken in the bucket?

And nobody seems to know

the ingredient...

...because it's unknown, right?

In the Kryptonite there was an unknown

element and Superman didn't die.

He didn't die.

I ask you to kill Superman...

...and you're telling me you couldn't

even do that one simple thing.

Hello?

He hasn't had an afternoon nap

for years.

This is the biggest day of his life.

I don't know how to thank you.

You did with that wonderful lunch.

Oh, well, I do like to cook.

- You'll take some coffee?

- Yes, please.

- Decaffeinated, of course.

- Right.

Hello? Yes.

What?

Oh, really?

Yeah, he's here.

I'll tell him. Okay, thanks.

Bye-bye.

That was my friend Betty.

There's an accident on the bridge.

A trailer crashed through the rail.

It's hanging off the bridge

and the driver's in the cab.

I'm sorry.

I hate to make you rush off.

Well, there's no rush.

But the bridge...

It's okay.

I always get there on time.

Come on, let's relax a little.

It's unusual, finding a good-looking

girl like you alone like this.

Listen, are you sure you shouldn't

do something about the bridge?

What bridge?

You're right.

I have to get going.

Get him out of there. Come on.

Get him out quick!

Get him away. That thing's gonna go.

Everybody okay?

What can I do to help?

Not much of anything now.

If only you'd gotten here

a minute sooner.

"At a special session

of the General Assembly...

...178 countries voted

to censure Superman...

...with only Colombia abstaining."

I can tell you one thing.

He wasn't so mean and nasty

the other day in Smallville.

In fact, he was so full of niceness...

...I hated laying

that big chunk of...

Kryptonite.

Don't you see? That stuff we ran off

in the lab wasn't a failure after all.

Right after Gus gave it to him,

he started to turn into...

...an ornery, evil, malicious,

selfish...

- A normal person.

- Yes.

And now that Superman is out

of the nice-guy business...

We can get to work on that oil.

And now, the supreme moment,

as the last runner...

... the one given the great honor

of lighting the ceremonial flame...

... runs the last leg of a marathon

that began seven days ago...

... as this torch has been passed

from athlete to athlete...

... for 970 miles...

... across the country.

How can he say that pure categories

have no objective meaning...

...in transcendental logic?

What about synthetic unity?

Hi, honey! Am I in your way?

Stick around, you might

learn something.

Hi, Lorelei.

All the oil tankers in the world

are controlled by computers.

They tell them where to go,

how much oil to pick up...

...and where to deliver it.

Don't they have captains

on these ships?

Yes, but they don't need to.

That's a throwback to some

sentimental, seafaring baloney.

You will command the tankers to sail

toward a 50-mile area...

...in the middle of

the Atlantic Ocean.

And do what?

And do nothing.

Just sit there.

How are all the people

gonna get their oil?

You catch on fast, old buddy.

Every oil pump in America is run by...

- Computers. I know.

- Will you stop interrupting?!

I'm sorry.

You will command the pumps

to stop pumping.

Then I want you to program

one special command...

...into all these systems.

Tell them these orders

are irreversible.

So it would be impossible

for anybody to switch them back.

Can you do this for me, old buddy?

Old pal?

You know, you get your way

all the time.

And it's not right.

I want to know when I get a taste.

I think you've already had

a taste of freedom, haven't you?

Or would you prefer jail?

You can't run that jail number on me.

Because I know I mean more to you

out here doing things for you...

...than sitting in jail

doing nothing for nobody.

I see.

What do you want?

What? A waste basket?

No. These are plans.

Blueprints.

- For what?

- A computer.

- We've already got computers.

- No, not like this.

There's not a computer like this

in the whole world, anyplace.

It doesn't exist.

You see...

...we have to build it.

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