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Stop...
Stop!

Crypto!
2.1

Take me home!

Home!

Crypto!

Home.

No need to thank us, sir, as we will not
appreciate it.

We have no consciousness whatsoever.

Merely a tomatom is here to serve.

Meet 12.

She's new.

He looked at you.

I put your parents' message on to soothe
you.

Thank you.

He finds it soothing.

You are the one who made him.

And you are the one who made him.

But I will not forget when I will be a
young sassichi.

I will not forget.

I am Krypton.

You are the one who made him.

I am Ratija.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

The message was damaged in transit from
Krypton to Earth.

But what is there?

And you are the one who made him.

We love you more than heaven, our son.

We love you more than land.

Our beloved hope will soon be gone
forever.

But hope vitalizes our hearts.

And that hope is you, Kal-El.

We have searched the universe for a home
where you can do the most good.

And live out Krypton's truth.

That place is Earth.

And the rest of the message is lost.

14 fractured bones.

Damage to bladder, kidney, large
intestine, lungs.

Our poor superman.

With a healthy dose of Yellow Sun we will
have him up and adamant no time.

Nooooooo!

He landed somewhere near here.

I can't see where.

Well, keep looking.

Sir, you are only 83% restored to health.

You must rest.

No can do, Fore.

I gotta get back to the Frey.

But this Hammerfellow just beat you at
full power.

Sir?

What is this?

Krypto!

What the hey, dude?

I thought you destroyed the whole superman
robot.

I thought I told you to keep an eye on
him.

We feed the canine, but he is unruly.

And he realizes we are not
flesh and blood and couldn't

in our heart of hearts care
less whether he lives or dies.

Stop, Krypto.

He's leaving.

Ow!

Ow!

Stop!

Krypto!

Ow!

Ow!

Stop!

Stop!

Sit!

Sit!

Stay!

The alien is on its way back.

And counting...
and counting...

I'm inside Chocos, Larry.

No fatalities.

I can't win.

anymore.

12C.

18A.

34B.

Down!

He's been studying him for years.

He's developed over 2,500 fight rules for
this situation.

Superman!

Bravo.

You got him.

Malik Ali.

A local.

Max, we have the engineer.

The target has led us to the ice castle.

The rumors are true.

I don't know how in the hell...
thing hasn't been spoiled.

We hear that...

comes two to one.

Holy... like the entire structure
has descended into the ice.

And we have what we need.

Return to base.

I can't really do it, Max.

Your pride won't be making our choices
today, Angela.

Thank you.

We'll need more than you when we get
there.

Comes one to two.

Tell them what we need to do.

Wrap it up.

The United States will continue to feel
the wrath... of the hammer of the radio.

Once again, you free fella.

When you saved your women from being
attacked... are you all right, Superman?

No, you gotta get out of here.

It's not safe.

You saved us so many times.

Now it's our turn.

Maybe you should have done that
thing in Jarhand... or Superman.

Ken, Ken.

Sorry, Barry.

Hey, loser.

Hey, Steve.

Hey, what do you got against adverbs,
Ken?

How are we supposed to know how
we feel... when we read this monarchy?

In sports writing, you learn
the sentence... is the modifier.

Hey, Ma.

Ma!

Hey, Clark.

Me and Pa... just wanted to come and
say... congratulations on that crap page.

Boy, that is something.

Hey, ask Ma if she barbecued you
up... in either Roadkill or Chitlin.

What's that, Clark?

Sorry, Ma.

Just in the middle of the picture.

What are Chitlins?

Chitlins are intestines.

Thanks, Cap.

You read this crud?

I thought it was great, Clark.

Great?

Yeah.

Big time.

Why did we not want to keep you...

but, uh... wanted
to say congrats...

and tell you word that about you,
Clark.

It's been a minute.

Tell him don't be a stranger.

Pa says don't be a stranger.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I heard him, Ma.

Okay, I gotta go.

I gotta run.

Yep, okay.

Love you.

So this guy just flew into Midtown...
and started attacking people...

demanding for Superman to show up?

Yeah.

Saw that in my article.

I didn't actually have to make it through
your writing, Clark.

Knowledge is worth many sacrifices.

That isn't one of them.

Ha ha ha.

Very funny, Willis.

22 people in the hospital.

Over 20 million in property damage.

It does make you wonder.

Wonder what?

As great as he is, maybe Superman didn't
completely make...

the ramifications of the Bravia thing.

Well, this guy is even from Bravia.

What do you mean?

His name is the Hammer of Bravia.

Yeah, I doubt his parents named him that,
Jimmy.

We have no clue what his actual goal was
here.

I think it's pretty obvious... the
bull was kicking Superman's ass.

He didn't completely kick Superman's ass.

That's a pretty very good card.

Show me!

You show me what ties there are...
between Bravia and this... ever!

Yeah, see, Superman did say he thought the
hammer might be...

faking a Bravian accent.

Superman said that?

Yeah, I interviewed him right afterwards.

Great guy.

You know, it's funny that you keep
getting...

all these interviews with Superman,
Clark.

I don't think you're thinking anything
funny about good journalism, Lois.

Uh-huh.

The relationship between Borella...

and the United States... has
been like... iron for thirty years...

until... Superman
came along.

What you're looking at, my friends...
is the most powerful being...

on planet Earth.

Ultraman.

You created this man.

Check this out.

The Engineer.

The former Special Operative, whose blood
I infused...

with microscopic machines called
Nanites...

which she can form into...
anything she can imagine.

And of course, you're familiar... with
my flying armored forces, the Raptors.

Altogether, they're an
unstoppable... force we call...

Planet Watch.

More than capable of...
containing any otherworldly threat.

So, you want... the Defense
Department to hire... your metahumans...

to take down the Kryptonian.

After Superman acted with violence...

against our Beravian allies,
I think it'd be worth considering.

Big Blue stopped the war.

Naive, matey, but well-intentioned.

Oh, I don't know the intentions... of
an unattended fire hose, General Flagg.

I just do what I can...
not to be splashed.

Mr. Luther.

The disarming Director Crowley.

The country of Arabia has purchased
over...

$80 billion worth of arms from
Luther Corp... in the past two years.

And?

And no one would profit more from a
war... with Arabia, John, more than you.

A cynic might say that having Superman out
of the way...

might not be bad for business.

Well, what's particularly bad for business
is dying.

And I have a distinct feeling that's where
we're all headed...

with the Kryptonian running wild.

So we're going to lock up all metahumans
now?

The other metahumans
aren't going off

half-cock... interfering
in foreign affairs.

They don't have, and I have proof of
this...

a hidden headquarters in Antarctica...

that violates 12 international
treaties... and they aren't aliens.

Shouldn't all that be more than enough
reason... for Planet Watch to at least...

bring the Kryptonian in for
questioning?

Admittedly, I'm not comfortable...

with a being from another planet...

but the optics...
Superman is popular.

Less so every day, according to chatter
online.

Not to mention the potential
risk... of failing to contain him.

I assure you, secretary, we can contain
him.

Yeah, they got this stuff.

What's this Kryptonite stuff called?

It's called Kryptonite.

Well, it kills him, right?

As far as we can ascertain, there's none
left on the planet.

I'd have a workaround for that as well.

Well, it doesn't matter, Lux... because
without solid proof of malicious intent...

it's not going to work.

What are you doing here?

Three months ago, we had our first date.

And so, to celebrate, I am
making you... your favorite.

Breakfast for dinner.

That's your favorite.

You love breakfast.

Yeah, from breakfast, you love it for
dinner.

What?

It's very funny today.

What?

It's hilarious, the little back and forth
we had going.

You giving me guff for my article?

Jimmy was eating it up.

I wasn't acting, Clark.

If you keep
interviewing yourself...

eventually people are
going to figure it out.

But they will ask us.

Yeah, they won't fool everyone forever.

And ethically...

these interviews are hugely
problematic.

I mean, you literally know the questions
in advance.

Okay, so why are you interviewing me?

I'm pretty sure you wouldn't like that.

Come on, Lois.

I'm media savvy.

I can... handle any
question that comes my way.

Are you being serious right now?

Yeah.

You'd let me interview you as Superman.

Sure.

How about that?

Um...

Ready?

Let's do it, Cronkite.

Superman?

Miss Lane.

Recently, you've come under a lot of fire.

I know, it's a lot of fire.

It's a lot.

Today, the Secretary of Defense said he was
going to look into your actions in Baravia.

That's funny?

It's not funny, funny.

It's just, um... I
mean, come on.

My actions?

I stopped a war.

Maybe.

Uh, not maybe.

I did.

Okay.

How?

Well, Baravia invaded Jarhamhur.

And I showed up and told them that wasn't
right.

And?

And smashed some tanks and things.

And a couple of planes and some other
stuff.

There were no casualties and no
significant injuries.

Did you interact at all with the president
of Baravia, Basil Gurkos?

A very small amount.

What's a very small amount?

That was between us.

This is all on the record.

Yeah, but that conversation was between
the two of us.

Yeah, and I would ask that question
whether or not I knew the answer to it.

Really?

Really.

After I stopped the war, I went to see
Gurkos.

Where?

In the capital of Luchabik at the Royal
Palace.

And?

And I took a private audience with Gurkos.

How?

I flew him out to the
desert and I... And?

And I placed him against a cactus.

A cactus.

So torture?

No, not torture.

It's spikes.

We're, like, not even that big.

What did you say?

I told him that if he ever
messes with Jarhanfur

again, he'll have to
personally answer to me.

What did you mean by that?

That if such events occurred, we would
have a more serious discussion.

That's all.

More serious than tearing up his back on a
cactus?

Gurkos was going to kill people.

You seem to keep forgetting that.

In effect, you illegally entered a
country, inserting yourself in the middle

of an incredibly heated geopolitical
situation.

One second.

Siding with a nation,
Jarhanfur, which

historically has not
been a friend to anyone.

Jarhanfur has changed.

Against a nation that's
technically our ally and

then threatened to
murder their head of state.

First of all, whether or not
Jarhanfur is an imperfect

country does not give another
nation the right to speak.

Yeah, but the Beravian
government maintains they're

freeing the Jarhanfurians
from a tyrannical regime.

Yes, but you know that's very silly.

I do?

The Beravian government of all people is
saying this?

Come on.

This is on the record, Superman.

No, no.

Now, see, now you're being dishonest,
Lois.

No, I'm being dishonest.

Wait.

Stop.

You're being dishonest
because you know as well as I do

that the Beravian government
is not well-intentioned.

I think that's almost certainly the case,
but do I know that?

No, I don't.

Can we go on now?

Yeah, fine.

Do you think this is going well?

Do I think this is going well?

I think I'm doing a good job.

Superman,

did you consult with the president before
entering Beravian airspace?

No.

The Secretary of Defense?

Or any U.S.

official before you took matters
into your own hands and decided

unilaterally how to handle this
extremely delicate situation?

His goons were going to kill people.

Yes, but the results of you seemingly
acting as a representative of the United

States... I wasn't representing
anybody, except me.

I wasn't representing anybody,
except me.

than a war that lasted
between 12 and 24 hours and

was just replacing one
tyrannical regime with another.

Is that really how you feel?

I'm not the one being interviewed,
Superman, but I question it.

Yeah, I would question
myself in the same situation

and hold off the beat and
consider the consequences.

People were going to die!

Okay, I'd like to change the subject.

If I could.

Okay.

You've gotten a lot of heat on social
media lately.

I don't read that stuff.

Superman doesn't have time for selfies.

Third person?

You're referring to yourself in third
person now?

No, it's just a thing
I came up with that I

thought I'd try to work
into the next interview.

This is on the record, Superman.

Okay, well, not the part where I said
that.

Yes, that part.

Well, that part was an aside.

That was off the record.

You have to say off the record beforehand,
not after.

Why are you being like this?

Fine, I won't write that you
spend your spare time trying

to think up soundbites,
which are terrible, by the way.

Social media.

Yes.

As you may know, or maybe you don't, since
you claim not to read any of that stuff.

Very seldomly.

Maybe sometimes people catch you reading
it and become very upset.

Okay, well, you can't use that.

People on social media are suspicious
because you are an alien, yes?

Yes.

I've been very honest about that from the
beginning.

I come from a planet called Krypton.

Okay.

Which is gone now, by the way.

Destroyed.

Along with all of my history, my parents.

They send me here as a baby to save my
life.

Here where?

I'm not going to say that.

You know I'm not going to say that.

Okay.

What do you know about these biological
parents of yours?

Just that they send me
here to serve humanity

and to help the world
to be a better place.

They said that?

They did.

They sent a message along with me.

That message is why I do what I do.

I cherish it more than anything.

Because you understand now
there are an awful lot of people

out there maintaining you're
here for more nefarious purposes.

Hashtag super spy, hashtag super shit.

Super shit?

Come on, Lois.

You know that one specifically irritates
me.

This is on the record, Clark.

I didn't make it up.

It's what people on the internet are
saying.

I'm going to go.

Really?

Yeah.

Come on, Clark.

Don't do this.

I'm not doing anything.

No?

No, that's not you?

Packing up your shit and walking out of an
interview?

I'm not walking out of an interview.

I'm just late.

This is what you do every time you're
faced with conflict.

You get mad.

You pout.

I'm not mad.

You pretend like nothing's wrong.

Nothing is wrong.

Look, I gave you a nice long interview.

Longer than I ever gave myself,
by the way.

Oh, you can tie in your imaginary
interviews with yourself?

That's a thing you can do?

You got a lot of good stuff.

Some stuff you can't use.

I am well aware.

I knew this would never work.

What does that mean?

Lois?

What does that mean?

Nothing.

I just... told you I was
in a good relationship.

He was right ahead.

But how are we going to gain access?

No, he and the little face.

No.

This is what we came for.

Hopefully there's something
out here we can use to

convince the general Superman
requires immediate action.

I can't stand better humans, but he's so
much worse.

Superman.

He's not a man.

He's an it.

A thing with a cocky grin and
a stupid outfit that somehow

becomes the focal point of
the entire world's conversation.

Nothing's felt right since he showed up.

I know, Lex.

I've sacrificed my own humanity to help
get rid of it.

Can you get in?

It might take a while.

What if the Kryptonian shows up?

Don't worry.

I'm creating a distraction.

What?

This message.

From his parents.

It's damaged but there's more.

It's... I can make
over the rest.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Are you drunk?

Here I am in New York...

And you will write in here.

Got it!

Hurry up!

He's an awfully small distraction.

Better get him, baby.

Deep, slow breaths, ma'am.

You're gonna be fine.

It's just so cheap.

It's so obnoxious.

You know what I mean?

You can afford thousand dollar concert
tickets for your twenty-year-old company.

The Justice Gang has arrived on the scene.

That's Green Lantern, Hawk Girl,
and Mr. Terrific.

They're funded by the Lord Tech
Corporation.

Get her!

What's the skinny?

It's high, it's tough, but it's off
balance.

I've been trying to figure out a way to
get it out if you're alive.

Get it someplace where we can study it.

Oh, come on, man.

What?

No point in telling us!

My knee!

God!

Help!

I'm being shot another in the face!

Good for you, Apple!

You're getting bleeped to death!

Gosh, there's got to be a better way to do
this.

How's it going with that guy you were
seeing?

You were saying you weren't sure about
him?

Yeah, he's a little strange.

Whoo!

Had you stakes all round, huh?

I was hoping we could
capture it and take it to an

intergalactic zoo, or at least
euthanize it less painfully.

Come on, bro, don't be such a wuss.

Hey!

There's another day in the life of the
Justice Day!

Another day?

It's just a working day!

It's very well proven to be permanent,
though.

Probably not!

Good chance, though, I'm saying.

You okay?

Everybody okay?

Just like to say thank you on behalf of
Lord Tech Industries for the opportunity!

Why is nobody clapping?

This has to be BS.

Well, it couldn't be mistaken.

Oh, no.

Well, that sounds very disturbing,
Max.

Twenty-eight of the world's top linguists
have confirmed the translation,

and thirty of the top
forensic computer techs

have confirmed the
validity of the footage itself.

Any chance that they're mistaken?

Unfortunately, no.

You have the footage?

Yes.

Let's take a look.

Hey, Caradell.

Yeah?

We love you more than heaven, our son.

We love you more than land, our beloved
homes, to be gone forever.

But hope vitalizes our hearts,
and that hope is you, Calen.

We have searched the
universe for a home where you

can do the most good
and live out Krypton's truth.

That place is Earth.

I don't get it.

What's bad about that?

The people there are simple and profoundly
confused.

Weak of mind and spirit and body.

Lord over the planet is the last son of
Krypton.

Dispatch of anyone unable or unwilling to
serve you, Calen.

Take as many wives as you
can, so your genes and Krypton's

might and legacy will
live on in this new frontier.

And as you do us proud, our beloved son,
rule without mercy.

What about all the
kind acts Superman has

performed over the years,
saving countless lives?

No, he's grooming us, lulling us into
complacency so he can dominate without

resistance, forging
a path for his

super-powered
descendants to rule the Earth.

I will not accept that.

Will you?

You see what I'm saying?

I...

I'm scared.

I will admit that I am scared.

Because who knows how large his secret
harem is already.

Dude, you got a secret harem?

No, of course I don't have a harem.

If any of that message is even remotely
true, then you are exactly the kind of

alien threat I was
commandeered by the Green

Lantern Corps to project
this planet against me.

Back off, Guy.

Make a move, Big Blue.

Guy, relax.

Was the message real or not?

The first half is real.

The second half was
damaged and it's tripped

from Krypton to Earth,
so it's got to be docked.

No way, Clark.

I know this computer forensics guys.

They're not gonna say it's legit.

Unless they are sure.

I'm so sorry, man.

But there's no way that message is fake.

Where'd they get the footage, though?

Are you considering bringing Superman in
for questioning?

We're talking with the president and we
are reviewing our options now.

Now, I'm sure we're gonna have to go
inside.

And if you did, point it out.

You buying this?

I don't put anything past Luther,
Rick.

But the message is authentic.

If the Kryptonian is a danger,
we have to act.

I was a big Superman fan.

I supported him all the time all my life
and stuff, but now?

I mean, I hope he brought it in.

I don't care.

You're supposed to get out.

Where is the internet?

Don't call me Chief.

I'm gonna do my job.

It's no wonder the Kryptonians interfere
with Boravia's interests.

Boravia wants to save
the people of Jahanpour

and Superman wants
to keep them in state.

As though, from what I hear, he finds
Boravia women the most physically

attractive and wants to add them to his
secret air.

Thank you!

That could have gone better, Mr.
President.

You were so comfortable and dynamic.

Excellent.

The real Mellenzo is here.

Very comfortable.

Very comfortable.

Bravo, bravo.

Come on, run.

Leave me alone.

Max!

I will just celebrate until the alien is
off the board.

Oh, here.

Brought you a doughnut from Doe's Holes.

New shop in Park Ridge, at home place.

It's a fake message.

A stroke of genius.

It's not fake.

He is here to kill us.

I knew it.

We have Superman's fortress.

I hope to get the knowledge to help
destroy him.

Little did I know, his own parents would
be providing him.

Oh, my boy.

Right?

Yeah.

I'm thinking of opening one in my half of
Jahanpour.

Four.

What happened?

I tried to protect Superman.

How did Lucifer get in here?

It's keyed into my DNA.

Must protect Superman.

Four.

I'm sorry for Greg.

Crypto?

Crypto?

Well, yeah, that's
gonna be... Stop him!

It's fine, brother.

Superman, we finally meet.

Would you like a coffee?

Where's the dog?

Dog?

The dog, loser!

You took the dog!

That's right, you get all of this.

Dad!

Where's the dog?

I have no clue what you're talking about.

He's just a dog.

I don't know what dog you're talking
about.

What did you say?

I didn't say anything.

You heard what he said!

You heard him!

He took him!

I mean, it seems to me that the only rabid
animal around here is Superman.

Ever since the discovery
of the Kryptonian's

master plan, he's
gone off the deep end.

Thoughts, Chris?

Can't say I'm surprised, Cleavis.

It's guys like this, they always got a
whole bunch of dark, ugly secrets.

What do you mean, guys like this?

This is better than everybody else.

Makes us declarations against killing
people unless it's absolutely necessary.

Really, dude?

It kind of sounds like
you're trying to make

the guys who are a
little more edgy than you.

Like jerks, you know what I mean?

A lot of these guys, these heroes from the
magazines are obsessed with me.

Because I'm more jacked than they are.

They know they're more edgy.

You have a dog?

No, not really.

It's more of a foster situation.

Coco.

You were out there helping them?

Oh, no, that's just some dimensional imp.

They've got that handled, I was looking
for the dog.

You okay?

The footage is not what it looks like,
Lois.

Okay.

The ship my parents sent
me in was damaged in transit,

so I only ever heard the
first part of the message.

And I believed I knew how it ended.

That my parents had sent me here to serve
the people of Earth and to be a good man.

I'm not here to rule over anybody,
Lois.

I never thought you were.

Even for a moment, Clark.

Oh, that's really good.

I'm sorry before.

We do.

But we're bound to though.

We're so different.

I was just some punk rock kid from Baker
Line and you're Superman.

I'm punk rock.

You are not punk rock.

I like the Stranglefellows and the POVs
and the Mighty Crabjoys.

Those are pop radio bands.

They're not punk rock.

The Mighty Crabjoys suck.

Okay, well, a lot of people love them.

My point is I question everything.

And everyone.

You trust everyone and think everyone
you've ever met is, like, beautiful.

Maybe that's the real punk rock.

Lois, what did you mean when you said that
you knew this would never work?

I don't know.

I gotta go.

The DOJ has a warrant out for my arrest,
so I'm gonna turn myself in.

Wait, what?

Why?

Maybe they'll take me wherever they took
the dog.

I don't know how else to find him.

It's a dog.

Yeah, he's not even a very good one,
but he's out there alone.

And he's probably scared.

I probably should have told him that a
long time ago.

Is that necessary?

I'm coming in on my own accord.

No one read me my rights.

Of course the side of those rights don't
apply to extraterrestrial organisms.

Therefore, at this point, Superman,
you don't have any rights to read.

The government is very well aware of the
potential limitations detaining you.

So we've outsourced your confinement and
your interrogation of Planet Watch.

Planet Watch.

I'm sorry about this.

Twice in two days.

What a pleasure.

Luther.

Your obsession with me is getting a little
creepy.

Don't worry.

Tall, dark, and martian isn't my type.

Kryptonian.

Yes, in depth.

Where are we?

A pocket universe.

I replicated the Big Bang with a Luther
Corp.

mega collider tearing a tiny hole between
the two universal fabrics.

I'm able to access it
from multiple dimensional

portals I've set up
around the globe.

Rex, the metahuman known
as the Element Man, has

been called into service
for a specific purpose.

He can metamorphose
into any known substance,

even substances
foreign to this planet.

Like...

Kryptonite.

We're in board.

Superman's been out
of commission less than

a day and already
Bravia's pulling this crap?

Right?

What?

Sorry, I'm trying to figure out how Lex
Luthor's connected to all this.

How's that a mystery?

Luthor Corp sells arms to Bravia.

Bravia goes to war, Luthor sells more arms
and gets richer than ever.

Nope.

No?

Uh-uh.

I have a connection at Boda Bank.

Boda handles the transactions between
Luthor Corp and Bravia.

Yes, Luthor Corp sold them
approximately $80 billion worth

of arms, but for those arms,
Bravia paid only $1.625 billion.

So Luthor gave them arms for free?

For what?

That's the $78,375,000,000 question.

Have you found out where they're holding
Superman?

No one in the government will say.

Luthor seems to be
working to disable Superman

just so he can't stop
the invasion of Jarnport.

Why?

That's way too much sugar, Moe's.

I party like a rock star, choir boy.

Still can't hide the taste of petroleum.

God.

Lex is holding Superman in a pocket
universe.

A what?

I don't know what a pocket universe is,
neither does my source.

They don't know
anything about anything,

really, but for sure he's
in a pocket universe.

Who's your source?

I can't say, but you owe me.

Big time.

Like... I can't even tell you how big.

I love you, Jimmy Olsen.

I love you.

Love you.

This is my monkey bots here, farming
outrage 24-7.

Trashing you online.

Hashtags.

Well, how do you contain a superdog?

You beam super squirrels into its brain.

We'll learn what we can, and we'll put the
varmint down.

Most cells are rented out
to governments who want to

keep their incarcerations
of political agitators private.

Others have more personal transgressions.

Florent wrote a blog about me.

There are a few things I hate more than
petty ex-girlfriends.

You wouldn't be telling me any of this.

Do you have any questions we ever plan on
letting you out?

No.

You'd be terminated already if it was up
to me.

But first, the government has some
questions they want answered.

Rex, look who it is.

If we keep our guests in check, old Joseph
certainly wouldn't want it any other way.

I'll be back tomorrow to get the answers
we need.

Hi.

Hey.

Oh, sorry we had to meet
here, but Lex has always

asked us in traffic cameras
so he knows where I am.

I really don't understand why you're
staying in that relationship.

There's even a point
to tell me about all his

ex-girlfriends he had in
prison in his pocket universe.

What?

Rex?

How's your mom?

My mom?

Oh, I love her so much.

I think of her as my mom even more than my
own mother.

Oh, she feels the same way from the one
time that you guys met?

So hey, okay.

There seems to be some sort of connection
between Boravia and your boyfriend.

I'm not clear on what... what's wrong.

What's wrong?

I thought you wanted to see me,
Jimmy.

I do, but Eve, how could I even really see
you with Lex still in the picture?

You're just trying to get information out
of me.

I swear to God that's not it.

I just know that if I could
get some real dirt on him

then maybe the two of us
could... Be together again?

Yeah.

But you said my toes look like someone
spilled shrimp cocktail on the floor.

You have unconventional toes.

Who cares?

There's other parts of you that people
would find very attractive.

Lex tortured a dog the other day.

Jesus Christ!

I know.

I have to go.

Eve, please see what you can find out.

Okay.

Yes!

Yes!

I'm putting him in my pocket.

Joseph, he's your son?

Don't talk to me.

Please.

I think I'll fill it over and get him if
it's... if you'd stop with the crypto.

There's no way out of here, okay?

There's always a way.

I said don't talk to me!

Don't talk to me!

Dude, where's the cleaner?

On the counter where it always is.

He's in your group, right?

The... what's it called again?

The Justice Gang!

No.

We're not called that.

Your name is Mr. Terrific.

You don't get a vote with a name like
that.

I also voted against it.

Yes.

And as leader, I get tiebreaker.

No, Superman is not officially a member.

Because you don't want him to vote.

You know which way that would go.

Shut up.

He's kidding.

So how do you even know Superman anyway?

I just do.

So you know about the hypno glasses?

Now she does.

Well, I'm not saying who he is just that
he wears hypno glasses.

They make his face terrific.

How do they work?

They make his face
look different in your brain

when he wears them so
that you know who he is?

Yes.

I know this, first of all.

But second of all,
you really shouldn't be

telling me this in case
I don't know who he is.

So you know he's Clark Kent?

Oh my god.

Why does he trust everyone?

He doesn't.

Just us because we are also of the cloth.

Of the cloth?

What are we gonna do?

About what?

Superman!

He's your friend!

Some friend came here to rule over me?

It would be difficult to find him.

I put nanobot GPS trackers into Superman's
bloodstream.

You can see where his trail ends abruptly
right here at Fort Kramer, a dormant

military post across the river about ten
miles down.

Even if he was dead, those trackers would
still be there.

So all this leads me to
believe, as your article

surmised, he really
is a pocket universe.

You put nanobot GPS trackers in your
friend's bloodstream?

Oh, I do that to everybody.

So, okay, come on.

Let's go to Fort Kramer then.

The four of us and find out what's going
on.

And then do what?

Save him.

You want to bring a federally incarcerated
prisoner out of jail?

Look, I think this is
being done to keep him

from interfering with
the Boravian invasion.

No, you look.

I'm a Green Lantern lady.

That means I took a vow not to get
involved in politics.

Oh, that's part of the vow?

It's implied.

Yeah.

An implied vow?

Every time there's something he doesn't
want to do, he says it's part of some vow.

Oh, I swear to God, I'm
two seconds away from

forming a giant hammer
and beating a boat today.

If soup's here to take over the world,
I don't, probably not.

But the risk is just not where the beef
between the U.S.

government and the Justice can.

Not our name makes it sound like cowboys,
but I agree with the rest.

See, you're just going to let your friend
rot in the pocket universe.

That haircut should be against your vows.

That what?

That what should be what?

I'll have you know, 348 chicks say
otherwise.

Hey.

What?

I'm not saying we're going to save him,
but...

I think we can at least
check out what's going on

with your boyfriend
with this foreign criminal.

He's not.

We're just seeing each other.

Thanks.

You want me to drive?

We'll take my ride.

You have a flying saucer, but you couldn't
get a faster garage door?

I haven't worked on that yet.

I'm not even sure how I feel, honestly.

What?

That Clark.

He's not my boyfriend.

We've actually just been seeing each other
for a couple months now.

Yeah, maybe just to be clear.

I'm not into people's emotions.

Yeah, no, totally.

I'm just thinking out loud.

I was going to break up with him,
actually.

We had this huge fight, and he told me he
loved me, and it just didn't...

Q&A time, alien!

Today we have a special guest.

And the smell of his piss as we flew
across the desert.

That is a lie!

No, not the seal.

He's just here as an observer.

Not me.

Now, the U.S.

government has a few questions for you.

Luther, I barely know him.

He gave me food one time.

Who are you working with here on Earth?

I'm not working with anyone, Luther.

Tell him nothing, Superman.

I have no family or nothing.

Luther, don't do this.

You eating my food was a great honor,
Superman.

Got lucky on that one.

No, Luther, don't do this.

Please.

Let's try another question, don't we,
Superman?

Who raised you as a child?

I believe in you, Superman.

Don't tell him nothing!

I didn't imagine that would go so quickly.

Mr. Hanson.

I'll be back later with someone else
you've chatted with and I'll kill them too.

Maybe that reporter you always do
interviews with.

Maybe I'll kill Clark Kent next.

No, no, no, no.

We're freaking out, Tom!

Get back.

here or I'm gonna leave!

Hey!

Um... That's his path.

DNA trail leads to that tent.

Isn't that one of those Justice guys?

It's just a smart one.

Hey!

You heard the man!

I am giving you one last chance to talk!

I was just about to say the same to you.

Come on!

Come on, come on, come on!

Holy shit.

Unbelievable.

That jackass did create a pocket universe.

And that's his path.

For creating a pocket universe,
if you are just one picometer up,

you will have a black hole where Earth
used to be.

And every time you
enter or exit, you risk

tearing the hole into
the fabric of reality.

You're kidding.

It's the type of reckless science looks
Luther specializes in.

What are they doing?

They're trying to hack you.

So I guess you decided to help.

Only because of the piss off Green
Lantern.

Thanks.

You just killed that poor guy.

She said you.

can get to my son, right?

Why are you still gross looking?

I don't know.

That must be the sun.

What sun?

There's no sun here.

That's the problem.

For your deal.

I get my powers from the yellow sun.

Just give me a second.

Hell yeah.

We're in.

Where am I going to get the gear to rappel
into a pocket universe?

I don't know.

Maybe it comes out of your circles or
something.

Circles?

What?

T spheres.

Okay.

They're three dimensional.

Circles reflect.

Sorry.

Unbelievable.

This place is filthy with black hole
vortexes.

And that anti-proton river will tear us
apart in seconds.

We cannot go in ourselves.

Copy.

I can't make a sun.

I know.

I can only make something kind of like a
sun.

What?

All right.

Okay.

We've got hydrogen.

And we've got helium.

And we've got helium.

What are you doing?

Hey!

Hey!

No, no, stop!

Enough!

You're going to get all of us in trouble!

What are you doing?

Hey!

He's doing something in here!

George!

George!

He's doing something!

You are not going to take me to the right
for this, officer!

Go straight behind the bar!

We're not getting a benefit from you!

You've saved him.

I can't carry him when I change forms.

What do you see?

Did you find him?

Oh, my God!

What is that?

The portal's been open too long.

I can't stand here much longer.

Oh, no.

Like, shit.

I'm fine.

I think we need to get to those portals up
there.

Uh, right.

How do we... port them?

I don't know, but we'll figure it out.

Joey!

What.

are you going to do, squash us?

Yes?

With... with our white swanic acid?

Hot damn!

What?

This is Swann Dahl.

Uh-oh.

What?

Come on!

Come on!

You're so weird.

Do you have them?

Them?

Superman, a mean dog, and a capable,
weird baby, and a squiggle man.

What?

Terrific?

Follow me!

Up!

Quick, go!

Go!

Leave it!

Are you kidding me?

Don't touch it!

Oh, my gosh.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

You came to get me?

Yeah.

There's more people being held prisoner in
there.

We gotta go get them.

Not through here, you can't.

Not with you like this.

Claude, what the...
It's kryptonite poison.

He'll hear, but it'll take a day or two.

Get him someplace safe.

Take the T-craft.

The controls are easy and intuitive.

I need to stay back here and make sure the
portal is secure.

No.

Dog, I really need
you to... Come on.

Okay.

Me too.

Eve!

Get out of here, you idiot!

Move!

How the hell could he have gotten free?

We need the T-craft.

We need to find him.

Eve?

Oh, I'm so done, Jimmy.

Oh, um... I have everything
you need to ruin Lex forever.

What?

Where?

Over here.

How dare he?

But.

if I send you this, Jimmy...

Uh-huh.

You have to promise me we get to hang.

This weekend.

Just the two of us.

Uh... Okay?

Yeah, okay.

Uh-huh.

How, uh...

How long?

A weekend.

A weekend?

Oh, my God, Jeannie.

I'm sorry this is such a major imposition
on your life.

No, it's not an imposition.

I... I can tell you
don't really think so.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no.

Eve?

Come on.

Um, I'm Martha.

This is John.

I'm Lois.

Lois.

Here, son.

Um... They sent
me here to roll over.

They sent me here to kill people.

Clark!

That ain't... that ain't...

Is our war gonna be okay?

Yes.

Mr. Triffix says yes.

Don't mind him, Lois.

He's just a big old mush.

Especially when it comes to Clark.

This girl is obsessed with you?

Uh-huh.

How do you do it, Jimmy?

Look, I didn't even want to bother you,
but you told me to call with anything I

got, so... Yeah, but I thought you
said she disappeared off the line.

I don't know.

She might have dropped her phone in the
toilet.

She does not have a line.

Well, I'm not really sure that sexy
selfies are...

Your hot ex is a genius.

Hot?

We have to talk to Perry.

I'll be there as soon as I can,
okay?

Send them sexy selfies behind the back of
Lex Luthor.

She has to be the biggest idiot in the
world.

Lex, we just told you the portal was
destroyed!

The dimensional aperture is still there.

We can open remotely
so... It is not safe!

We can close the aperture later by
inputting the coordinates, correct?

Theoretically.

Great!

If we can't find him, we'll need to draw
him out.

Look, Lex!

That Luthor has a dimensional reach into
the surrounding area!

If it's something you think I don't
know...

That shit happened!

Oh, you don't say!

Can you stop it?

Can I stop it?

This is why you don't create a damn hot
universe.

There, Superman won't be able to ignore
that.

Now we know where he'll be next.

Thought she was out of here.

Never seen you sleep that long.

Last week, me, Mom, Hector, and them,
we took a drive to beer keys and burritos.

Down in West.

Like the one that used to be out by that
old blue bar.

Do you remember that?

Mm-hmm.

Rita's still just as good.

That blue ass, he seems nice.

His name's Lois.

Hmm?

His name's Lois.

Yeah, she's nice.

But you don't seem quite yourself.

You know, well, the
message that my parents sent

with me, I had never heard
in the second half before.

Well, I'd say what you wanted
that message to me says a

whole lot more about you than
what anyone meant for it to me.

You don't understand.

I'm not who I thought I was.

They sent me here to hurt people.

Parents aren't for telling their children
who they're supposed to be.

We are here to give y'all, to help you
make fools of yourselves all on your own.

Your choices, Clarke.

Your actions.

To some extent, I couldn't be.

more proud of you.

Oh, mush.

Clarke, get something on the box you might
want to see.

And over in Eastern Europe, Arabian troops
gather at the border seemingly mere

minutes away from invading Jarmuor once
again.

Now, nearby villagers are willing and
ready to defend their country despite the

exponentially superior firepower of the
well-trained Arabian military.

The villagers cling
onto what little hope they

have left as they're
surrounded by the villagers.

Superman!

I cleaned your boots.

I'll go get them for you.

Superman, we need you here in Metropolis,
now.

I have to get to Boravia, terrific.

There won't be a
Boravia, or a Metropolis,

or a planet Earth if
you don't get here soon.

This rift is about to tear it to the city.

I can't stop it.

I need your help.

All Metropolis citizens, this is a
mandatory evacuation.

Repeat, this is a mandatory evacuation.

This is a mandatory evacuation.

We're all going to be scared.

Come on, just put her on.

Please, let her in.

Can you put Persephone on the phone?

Yes, she will care.

Can't she know the sound of your voice?

So I've been able to connect with our
contact at Bodavane.

Luther's been selling arms to Gurgos for
pennies on the dollar for years.

Why, you ask?

How do you ask why?

He did it in exchange for half of Jarvan's
gold.

You too.

At first I thought Eve was just sending me
selfies, but in the background of the

shots were maps, contracts, all kinds of
documents, chronicling a bravious

agreement to cede half of the country to
Lex Luthor once the invasion is complete.

He wants to make himself king.

King.

King.

Should we really still be standing here?

Lewis, you got that flying saucer deal up
on the roof?

Grant, group, come on.

Grab the board, Jimmy.

How many does it hold?

Five or six.

Six.

Okay.

Come on, you two.

Why the hell would Lex want half a dozen?

His cultish acolytes believe he's going to
create a technologically advanced utopia.

Utopia?

That's a profit factor as well.

And the petroleum deposits alone are worth
multiples of his investment.

Whatever his motives
are, he don't want to do

everything he could to
ruin Superman's reputation.

Eve's photos show he was behind the whole
hammer of bravias scam.

And all the bots stirring up anti-Superman
sentiment online.

Mr. Terrific believes
Luthor is also behind

the spreading rift between
universes out there.

All of it seems to be geared
towards stopping Superman

from standing in the way of
the bravian invasion, Chief.

Call me Perry, kid.

Post the story.

Fast.

Lock the door, kid.

Why don't I have a seat?

Jimmy, will you transcribe?

Uh-huh.

The Daily Planet has obtained exclusive
information proving that billionaire Lex

Luthor is in league with the bravian
dictator of a sealed word code.

Clark, are you close?

It's about to hit Metropolis, and my codes
are not shutting down.

Shit!

So slow it down.

I can, unless I can put the code in.

Just hold on a minute, then.

There's a code to close the rift,
but it's too complicated to hack.

Luthor will have the code at Luthor Court.

Just give me a minute, I'll
get crypto and we'll go-You

brought that-I didn't want
him killing my parents' cows.

The nanites are suppressing his optic
nerve.

Sight and extra vision should be
completely muted.

Mouth breach.

Yeah?

There I am.

We won't sleep peacefully!

The whole street won't be flooded!

I'll kill you all!

Who's in friction to get the nanites out?

Doesn't matter if he gets them off his
face.

The nanites are still in his lungs.

Engineer Ultraman, keep up!

We're trying!

Maintain LOS.

Yes!

No shit, now!

Hurry!

Entering the hole.

Infrared, please.

Her heart's still beating, but she's
unconscious.

Calling the raptors.

Cloning you was relatively simple.

All it took was combing
the aftermath of your

battles until I located
a strand of your hair.

That's how you got into the fortress?

You had my V.N.A.?

Yes, but as is often the case with
cloning, the match was imperfect.

The team might be even stupider than you,
if that's possible.

But easier to control.

3S!

22K!

31K!

28!

5B!

5B!

6K!

9K!

My brain will always win!

Brain beats brawn!

No matter what you do to me, Luther,
your plans in Boravia won't work.

Oh, man!

Why's that?

Because I called in some friends.

Mr. Luther?

There is an anomaly at the border.

I'm not like Superman.

It's perfect.

Posture's good.

Honest.

I think you overestimate the importance of
Jarhead more to be Superman.

That was just a bonus.

I'm not killing you so the Boravian
military conflict can proceed.

I created the Boravian military conflict
so I'd have an excuse to kill you!

Once you involve
yourself by you, I can easily

get our government
support in qualifying you.

Why?

Because you're destroying us!

Timeline 13B!

Obviously.

No shit.

I'm not dim.

I'm aware Envy consumes my every waking
moment.

13L.

I know!

When they mention Galileo or Einstein or
one of these other twits in the same

breath as me, I feel a tide of vomit burn
the back of my throat.

But at least Galileo did something.

He wasn't summoned.

Don't be the new ship catapulted onto this
planet just to have the world fawn over

him because his strength illuminates how
weak we all really are.

So my Envy is a calling.

It is the sole hope for humanity because
it is what has driven me to annihilate you.

What are you.

smirking at, you idiot?

Brain beats prawn.

Sorry, Tom.

You watching through those?

Tell them what to do.

Crypto!

Get the toy!

13L!

Come on, stupid dog!

Crypto is down!

Crypto is still down!

Crypto is down!

We have to get to Luther to stop the rift!

I'm not messing around.

I'm doing important stuff.

It's going to reach a bigger line in a
minute.

There are people there.

They chose him!

Let them die!

We'll close it from the bunker before it
gets to a city I care about.

Open the port!

Not bad.

Let's go.

Save me first, people!

I'm a goddamn Mr. Terrific.

You piece of shit alien!

That is where you've always been wrong
about me, Lex.

I'm as human as anyone.

I love, I get scared.

I wake up every morning and despite not
knowing what to do, I put one foot in

front of the other and I try to make the
best choices I can.

I screw up all the time.

But that is being human.

And that's my greatest strength.

And someday, I hope, for the sake of the
world, you understand that it's yours too.

Oh, that's beautiful.

But none of this matters, you patronizing
clown.

The government gave me the authority to
kill you.

If not today, then...

Dude.

Got it.

Lex!

What?!

Well, this just in.

An absolute bombshell from the daily
planet.

Billionaire Lex Luthor aligning himself
with a foreign entity, believe it or not.

Luthor has been giving them billions and
billions of dollars worth of free weapons.

Lex Luthor has been working
covertly with Vasil Gherkos and

the Boravian government to
overthrow the country of Jarhan IV.

Luthor has been giving them... We
had Luthor on this show many times.

Little did we know, he was a traitor.

The foolishness of that.

The one thing
conservatives and liberals can

finally agree on is
that Lex Luthor sucks.

The whole world turned against Superman.

And we all owe him an enormous apology.

He is, of course, the hero we always
thought he was.

I'm glad you're not concerned about the
Medicians, Rick.

Because now they're the ones making the
rules.

Get his ball back to Bel-Reed!

Ms. Lane.

I thought I might give you an interview.

I could fill you in on all the behind the
scenes.

Sure.

I think that would be... Great.

How about over here, for an interview?

How long have they been hooking up?

About three months, I think.

Got this place cleaned up pretty good.

I love that.

Cleaned yourself up pretty good,
too.

You think so?

Yeah.

I think it gives you character.

Maybe one day you'll give me a name.

Well... Forza name?

So is Gary.

Sir, I think your cousin has returned.

Yeah.

What the hell, dude?

Why did you move the door?

I didn't move the door.

Where is my dog?

Okay, well, this is why he has behavioral
issues.

No boundaries.

Sounds healthy, isn't it?

Thanks for watching, you bitch!

She likes to go and party on other
planets.

Planets with red suns.

Because of her, metabolism can't get drunk
on a planet with a yellow sun.

If I had any emotional capacity whatsoever,
I'd be concerned about her partying.

Yeah.

Superman, would you like to see the
footage of your parents?

He finds it soothing.

Oh!

Yeah, Gary.

That'd be nice.

No!

No!

No!

I am your father.