Superman Returns
You will travel far, my little Kal-El.
But we will never leave you...
...even in the face of our deaths.
You will make my strength your own.
You will see my life through your eyes...
...as your life will be seen through mine.
The son becomes the father,
and the father the son.
In spite of your past...
...I know you're a good man.
And all good men...
...deserve a second chance.
From the moment
I received your first letter...
...I knew you were not like the rest.
You came from nothing...
...and you worked so hard
to get where you are.
You might have made a few mistakes.
- Gertrude, for God's sake!
- Damn it, Gertrude, let us in now!
You said that if I helped you
get out of prison...
...you'd take care of me.
And you have.
You've shown me pleasures
that I've never known.
That's why you deserve...
...everything.
I love you...
...Lex Luthor.
Gertrude, let us in. He's a crook.
He doesn't love you, Gertrude!
He's a monster! Gertrude!
- You can keep that.
- Oh, God.
The rest is mine.
We're done.
Bye, Martha.
Oh, Clark.
Oh, my boy.
Will you get that thing out of my face!
Lex, your friends give me the creeps.
Prison is a creepy place, Kitty.
One needs to make creepy friends
in order to survive.
Even a man with my vast talents
is worth less inside...
...than a carton of cigarettes and
a sharp piece of metal in your pocket.
Do you know the story of Prometheus?
No, of course you don't.
Prometheus was a god who stole
the power of fire from the other gods...
...and gave control of it to mortals.
In essence, he gave us technology.
He gave us power.
So we're stealing fire? In the Arctic.
Actually, sort of. You see, whoever
controls technology controls the world.
The Roman Empire ruled the world
because they built roads.
The British Empire ruled the world
because they built ships.
America, the atom bomb,
and so on and so forth.
I just want what Prometheus wanted.
Sounds great, Lex, but you're not a god.
Gods are selfish beings
who fly around in little red capes...
...and don't share their power
with mankind.
Hey, boss.
We found something.
No, I don't wanna be a god.
I just wanna bring fire to the people.
And I want my cut.
Was this his house?
You might think so. Most would.
This is more of a monument
to a long dead...
...and extremely powerful civilization.
This is where he learned who he was.
This is where he came for guidance.
Possibilities.
Endless possibilities.
You act like you've been here before.
My son...
...you do not remember me.
I am Jor-El.
I'm your father.
By now, I will have been dead
many thousands of your years.
- He thinks I'm his son.
- You are the only survivor of Krypton.
Embedded in the crystals before you is
the total accumulation of all literature...
...and scientific fact
from dozens of other worlds...
...spanning the 28 known galaxies.
There are questions to be asked.
Here in this...
This Fortress of Solitude...
...we shall try to find
the answers together.
Can he see us?
No, he's dead.
So, my son...
...Kal-El...
...speak.
Tell me everything...
...starting with crystals.
Hey, boy.
- on Tuesday, between support...
- hindered the firefighting efforts
for all those...
Police have finally arrived and it's
still complete mayhem down here.
Fighting broke out in the
southernmost region...
...with border fire
and small-arms attacks prevalent.
Don't worry, I buried it this morning.
- it was futile trying to force him
to testify before a grand jury.
Mom?
Five years.
If your father was alive,
he never would have let you go.
I almost gave up hope.
I just thought
I would never see you again.
Oh, Clark.
Did you find what you were looking for?
I thought, hoped...
Your home?
That place was a graveyard.
I'm all that's left.
Clark, the universe is a big place.
And you don't know who's out there.
And even if you are the last...
...you're not alone.
I know.
- Sorry.
- Look out!
Watch out, will you?
- Excuse me.
- Sorry.
Sorry.
Great. Would you be careful?
- Jimmy.
- Mr. Clark! I mean, Kent! Mr. Kent!
Welcome back! Oh, my God!
Hey, come... Wait right there.
I'll be right back.
Oh, hey, sorry, guys,
I'm still looking for a place to live...
...if you know of anything reasonable.
Behind you, Mr. Kent.
I made it myself. It's a cake.
Oh, it looks...
...delicious.
Olsen! Where are the photos
of that birthday-clown-massacre thing?
I'm on it, chief. Hey, look who's back.
- Kent?
- Hey, chief.
- Thank you for giving me my job back.
- Don't thank me.
Thank Norm Palmer for dying.
It was his time.
- Let's get you set up, huh?
- Olsen!
Okay, so I gotta run...
...but I will be back to check on you
in a sec, Mr. Kent.
Oh, hey, do you know
where I can find Lois?
The timing of this
automated-ignition countdown...
...is the most precarious part
of the launch.
Lois Lane, Daily Planet.
You also stated that the shuttle
will usher in a new era of travel...
...enabling the average person
to afford transcontinental flights.
But can you tell us the exact price...
...an "average person"
will be expected to pay?
The answer to that question
is in your press packet.
The Earth is surrounded
by a blanket of air...
...which we call the atmosphere.
It reaches over...
Yeah. He looks just like his mom.
Already takes after her too, especially
when it comes to getting into trouble.
Mother?
Oh, yeah, well, I guess you've been gone.
Fearless reporter Lois Lane is a mommy.
Oh, you know, I'll just...
I'll take that. That's good.
- Sorry.
- No. She's got plenty.
- Wait, she's married?
- Yes.
No. Not really. It's more like
a prolonged engagement.
But don't ask Miss Lane
when they're tying the knot...
...because she hates that question.
- like this follow the same stringent
safety guidelines set by NASA?
Since this is a joint venture
with the Air Force...
You all right? You look like
you could use a drink.
This place is so tacky.
Why are we back here?
Kitty, while you were doing your nails
and ordering fur coats online...
...I was busy unlocking the secrets...
...of one of the most advanced
civilizations in the universe.
Weren't there two of those?
You see, unlike our clunky
earthbound forms of construction...
...the technology on Krypton,
Superman's home world...
...was based on manipulating
the growth of crystals.
Sounds like hocus-pocus to me.
Well, naturally, to the primitive mind,
any sufficiently advanced technology...
...would be indistinguishable from magic.
But imagine:
cities, vehicles, weapons......entire continents...
...all grown.
To think that one could create
a new world...
...with such a simple little object.
It's like a seed.
And all it needs is water.
Like...
...Sea-Monkeys.
Exactly, Kitty.
Like Sea-Monkeys.
Clark has been doing a little
soul-searching for the last couple years.
- He saw Ilamas.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
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