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Lois?

Lois, you're crying.

Don't you know what happened?

I understand Superman left the country.

Too bad I'll miss him.

He didn't leave. He was sent someplace
by John Doe.

And his name's not John Doe, it's
Tempest.

And he's a monster.

He's from the future, and he's trying to
destroy everything that's good in the

country. Gee, that's just the kind of
stuff he said you'd say.

What?

President -elect Doe told me you
supported the other side.

Mr. President, you were the other side.

I know.

But in my heart, I knew he was right.

Lois, the whole country's behind John
Doe.

Get on board.

He bears you no ill will.

We just have to trust him.

We got on the plane as soon as we got
your call.

What's happened to my boy?

I wish I knew exactly, Martha.

What? Are you sure he's gone?

Clark vanished through a time window.

It was brought here by the most evil man
I have ever met.

He comes from the future.

And he's always wanted two things.

To control the world and to destroy
Superman.

But who is this person?

The new president, John Doe.

Oh, but Lois, that can't be.

John Doe is... Well, he's just a darn
nice guy.

See, this is what I'm up against.

I know who he truly is, and as long as I
keep that image, I can think the truth.

But no one else knows him. And somehow,
he has brainwashed the entire country

into thinking that John Doe is a darn
nice guy. Oh, honey.

Honey, we believe you.

It just doesn't seem like Clark is dead.

Maybe he can be found.

If I haven't learned anything else in
this life, I've learned you have to

to hope.

That's what Clark would say?

Oh, yes.

He would.

Lois, Perry, wait.

Lois, don't you dare go into work right
now.

Perry, it's Lois.

Yeah, that's wonderful news about John
Doe.

What?

All right, I'll be there.

Lois, let's get some rest. I'm going in.
I've got to stay close to this thing. I

have to find a way to beat Tempest. What
did Perry want?

Congress is so anxious to have John Doe
in office, they may move up the

inauguration. In two days, Tempest might
be the most powerful man in the world.

Hmm.

Well, it's all very presidential, but
does it say emperor to you?

Well, we don't actually have emperors in
this country.

Not yet.

But it's only a pen stroke away.

This is America, Garner. A man can
dream.

I tried to stop him, sir.

You want to see me?

Yes. Dragon, isn't it?

That's the name.

Dragon, I'm told that you are the
cruelest, most sadistic, most feared

in Metropolis.

You killed your parents when you were
three and it's been downhill ever since.

That's more or less it.

How'd you like to be Secretary of State?

Now, my friend President Garner...
Pleased to meet you, Mr. Dragon. ...and

lame duck Congress will be enacting
several bills into law.

They'll need enforcing. Well, I guess
you don't get it.

I don't enforce laws. I guess you don't
get it. I'm giving you carte blanche to

shoot anyone who doesn't agree with me.

But everybody agrees with you, Mr. Doe.

Oh, an astronomically high percentage
does, yes. But there's still holdouts.

That's why I need legislation making it
illegal not to use the phone.

But that's silly.

Not to mention unconstitutional.

You want me to plug in?

Patience.

Do me a favor. Pick me up some new suits
and a new watch. This stuff was damaged

in a little explosion we had here.

Now look, Mr.

President.

If we're to have an orderly transition,
you have to remember that I am the most

popular politician the world has ever
known.

Even Reagan in his heyday couldn't have
gotten away with this.

You just killed him.

Guess you'll have to report me.

This is for you, Fred.

John Doe just did a very wise thing.

This is the president. I need to... Let
you know that John Doe just did a very

wise thing.

That's why the phone, you idiot.

Lois, where's Clark?

Uh, Clark is... He's... He's not feeling
well. He's not here.

Oh, well, he'll be all right. John drank
plenty of liquids.

Now, listen, I want you to skedaddle
over to the Regent Hotel.

President -elect Doe has picked you for
his very first post -election interview.

Oh, he has, has he? Yes, he says you're
the only one that understands him. Oh,

he does, does he?

Well, I'd like to have a few words with
Mr. Doe.

Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, I'm sorry, Lisa. Miss
Lane. H .G. Wells. Oh.

Mr. Wells, Tempest is out.

I feared as much.

He's President of the United States.

Catastrophic.

And, Miss Lane, has something happened
to Superman?

Yeah.

That's why I'm here.

I was visiting the future. The wonderful
utopia there suddenly changed to a

world of chaos and mayhem.

The statue of you and Superman honoring
you for your good work vanished.

Does that mean Clark is dead?

It means he's not present.

Tempest tricked him into stepping into
the time window and then it exploded.

But you could travel through time. You
could find him.

No, my dear.

It's not so simple.

You see, if the time window exploded,
then Clark has been banished to a

nanosecond that's actually out of time
as we know it. A vortex without past or

future. Finding him would be...
Impossible.

You know I don't like that word, but the
longer Clark remains in the time warp,

in the next 48 hours it could diminish
until it vanishes into nothing.

I was wondering how long it'd take to
get to that part of the interview.

You are dirt. You are filth. You're
pocket lint. You are pocket lint in the

pockets of lawyers.

Oh, calm down.

You want a martini?

No, I don't want a martini.

Tempest, don't you realize that if I was
able to block out this John Doe

hypnosis, then others can too, and we
will bring you down.

No, you won't.

You are alone, Lois.

The only other living soul who knows the
truth about me is Clark, and whoops.

He's not living anymore, is he? Yes, he
is.

He's coming back.

What do you think this is?

A family television show?

Only unhappy endings allowed here, Lois.

Let's see.

I could shoot you or hang you on the
spot, but what's the fun in that?

Now, you're the only sane one in the
asylum, darling.

Between that and losing your husband,
you should be clawing the walls in no

time.

This interview's over.

You don't get it, do you?

You can't stamp out goodness.

You might take the whole world into
night, but a little sliver of light is

to come through and we'll have you.

You make a very attractive widow.

John Doe supporters by the millions
flooded Times Square for the eighth

a row to celebrate the election of
America's newest folk hero, the

-elect... John Doe.

Not perhaps since Lincoln has a
candidate risen from such obscure

seal the ultimate prize in American
politics. John Doe doesn't exist. It's

Tempest.

Tempest.

Clark, where are you?

Mr. Wells.

Lois, brace yourself.

I've brought...

Clark!

No, my dear, it's not Clark.

Or at least not yours.

I'm sorry, my dear. I know this must
seem an awful trick, but you remember

Clark, don't you? You helped create his
Superman in the alternate universe.

Even in that world, Tempest wanted him
gone.

What he couldn't do there, he's done
here.

Lois, I know how bringing Clark here
must look.

That any thought of retrieving my Clark
is hopeless?

That the only thing that stands between
Tempest and world conquest is Superman?

Is that what you think I think it looks
like?

I'd say the world could use a Superman
just now.

Lois, I'm not your Clark.

But I can be Superman.

In my world, I've become the Superman
that you encouraged me to be.

I know this sounds awful.

But I really don't want you here.

It's like having Clark but not.

And accepting you means accepting that
he's gone and I'm not ready to do that.

Clark would want me to stay.

How do you know what Clark would want?

He'd want me to protect this world.

He'd want me to protect you.

On your cookie dough ice cream, it's...
Clark!

Martha,

this is not our Clark.

It's not our Clark.

Whose Clark is it? Perhaps I can
explain.

And who are you? H .G. Wells.

The writer?

Aren't you dead?

Only some of the time.

Martha, Jonathan, H .G. Wells.

can travel through time and space, and
he brought this Clark here from a

parallel universe where we all exist but
in altered forms.

Oh, I see.

But you look so much like my son.

And you look so much like my mom.

And dad.

And in that place where your parents
were.

My parents died when I was a kid.

I never thought I'd see you... them...
again.

Look, I'm sorry.

What?

I'm sorry for forgetting that as rotten
as all this is for me, for all of us,

that it must be pretty hard for you,
too.

Lois. I'd really like to help.

Are you okay with that?

Yeah.

Then I shall be on my way.

Perhaps I can locate your clock.

Hello, Herb.

Tempest. That's President -elect Doe,
but I'll forgive the faux pas this once.

I've been expecting you.

Yes. You knew I'd deduce that a
corrupted future was your doing and

through time to find you.

Your regular Jack Webb.

On the other hand, as easy as it was for
you to trace my movements backward,

that's how impossible it will be for you
to find your Superman.

You are a fiend beyond comprehension.

And a good dancer, but enough small
talk.

Let's go to my place.

There's only room in town for one time
traveler, and you and this contraption

are better off in my hat.

And if I refuse?

Go ahead.

Make my day.

Citizens, voters, and phone owners,
thank you for the huzzahs. If I could

just an impromptu moment of your time,
like I have to have, everything I have I

owe to you because we are one big
family.

With me as the papa and you as the
kiddies,

we will prosper under one big roof.

Obey one big set of laws, use one big
phone company, and you'll do everything

that Papa says.

I'm pleased to announce Congress has
also unanimously passed the non -phone

making it treasonous not to use the
phone.

And we know that if you're good girls
and boys, all will be well.

We also know that if we're bad, we'll be
punished.

A papa must know when to cut back on
your allowance and when to shoot you.

I had to use a postcard. We don't own a
phone.

A papa must be served.

Ready?

I get to be commander -in -chief with a
war already on my hands.

Thank you,

Superman. He was going to shoot us just
because we don't use phones.

He's a madman. Nuts.

So you don't like John Doe? We hate John
Doe.

I'm glad you're here.

The world gets pretty desperate without
Superman.

I'll stay as long as it takes.

Did you hear what they said about not
liking John Doe?

There were some homeless people that
were murdered around the time of the

election. They didn't like John Doe
either.

What do you think they have in common?

He'd probably have the answer right
away, wouldn't he?

I think it's phones.

They both didn't have phones, and now
there's a law against not using the

So that's how Tempest is controlling the
country.

He's getting his message out through the
phone system.

Exactly.

I'll scan the phone system for any
internal abnormalities. I'll find out

real this inauguration thing is.

Lois?

Is this how it is with the two of you?

Working together like this?

Yeah.

What you've done, you treasonous little
buck.

You've imported that muscle -locked Boy
Scout from that other universe to this

one. The power of the human spirit
cannot be confined to one time or place.

everywhere. Oh, save that drivel for
your overrated novels.

It's only a matter of time before he
scans the city with X -ray vision and

locates me.

Anticipating that possibility, I've
relocated to this abandoned fallout

It's lined with lead.

Now get in that machine and take that
overstuffed set of tights back where he

belongs. And what will you do if I
refuse?

Kill me?

You bet.

Anticipating your villainy, I have
adjusted the machine so that only I can

operate it.

Now what's going to happen to your plan
when Superman examines the phone system

as he will and discovers your fiendish
alteration?

While you were anticipating my villainy,
I was anticipating your anticipation

and began implementation of an even more
insidious plan to spread my message.

And now that you're my captive, you
won't be able to blow the whistle on me

use the bloody time machine yourself.

But I'm getting bored with you, Herb. We
seemed joined at the hip, you and I.

And when I get really bored with
someone,

Well, Mr. Secretary, I believe you're
familiar with your duties.

I am.

The Kents are already asleep.

Picked up a couple things from the
market.

What? Nothing.

I mean, you don't, you know, spin in and
out of a suit?

Spin?

Never tried that.

Oh, is that what he does?

Well,

maybe I'll give it a shot sometime. Oh,
no, that's okay. I mean, it's a fine way

to change. I just, it's not him. I mean,
you're not him.

I have to remind myself sometimes.

Twinkies, cupcakes, and ding -dongs.

Where's my brain? I just thought... That
because he likes those things, so would

I. Yeah.

Anyway...

So, um, did you find any subliminal
message sending device in the phone

No. Whatever was there, he must have
moved someplace else.

So the whole country's going to keep
believing in this lunatic.

Do you hear anything from H .G. Wells?

No.

It's the only thing that keeps people
going sometimes.

It's that strong.

And right now, you have to grab hold of
that strength and know that it's going

to get you through this.

It's a lonely world without love.

I know.

Because that's how I live my life.

A while back, before I became Superman
in my world, a new

friend told me to trust in myself and
the power

of the goodness inside of me.

She was a pretty smart woman, and I
believed her.

Now she has to believe me.

You've gotten pretty smart yourself.

You helped me get there.

Oh! This is unforgivable. I'm so sorry.
Just shameful. I'm really sorry. No, not

you, me.

I almost kissed you. How could I almost
kiss you? No, I almost kissed you. No, I

almost kissed you. No, no, believe me,
I... It's fine. We almost kissed us.

Look, Clark, Heather, Father Clark, I'm
in a really weird place right now. I

miss my husband, whom you look exactly
like, and it wouldn't take a lot of

imagination to pretend that you were
him, but you're not him, and I love him,

and you have to understand that. Yes,
understood completely.

But, Lois, see, my life is...

That lonely thing that I talked about.
And then there's this weird chemistry

between you and I that I don't really
understand. But I promise you it will

never, ever, ever, ever happen again.

Dragon!

Herb, you scamps.

I knew given time you'd find something
fun in common.

I, on the other hand, have been laboring
on a way to operate my subliminator

while bypassing the phone system.

The subliminator's microwave
transmission has been fed into ordinary

wiring, which acts as an antenna.

No. I don't understand.

There's a surprise.

Every home and business in the U .S.
will serve as a continually online

for what I call Tempus Think.

I refuse to believe that something so
diabolical could be so easy.

Well, that's the Protestant in you.

Let's wrap fish in the Constitution and
chuck all the old laws.

Would you turn that light switch on,
Herb?

Let's wrap fish in the Constitution and
chuck all the old laws.

Why did I say that?

Because I wanted you to.

Because the very walls pulse with
tempest think.

I may have succumbed to your device, but
there are others who won't. Only two

that I can think of, and that number is
about to shrink. Trust me on this, Herb.

I'm unstoppable.

And there's nothing else. Is this some
trick of the

heart?

No sound, no breath.

The world stops moving.

That's how you...

Tempest, the country, you know. Sorry if
I disturbed you.

No, I couldn't sleep either.

If Clark can't be found in the next 24
hours, he may just disappear.

You know the terrible thing about
marriage?

You take it for granted.

You think that that person sleeping next
to you, that sound they make when

they're breathing, you think you always
have that?

Lois, if there was any way that I could
get him back... I know.

Listen, about that chemistry thing,

I think that your feelings...

Just like it was easy for me to confuse
you with Clark.

I think that your feelings for me are
really meant for her.

You are Lois.

But you see, I've never even met her.

She was lost on an assignment in the
Congo, so... I just think that

You're meant to be together.

You know, it is so much less complicated
being Superman

than being Clark.

That sounds like something Clark would
say.

It's amazing how much like him you've
become.

Well, now that we're both up, why don't
I make us a midnight snack?

Lois?

Lois, are you all right?

Tempest is evil.

There's no such thing as John Doe. It's
Tempest.

Are you okay?

I don't know.

All of a sudden, I got these warm, fuzzy
feelings about John Doe.

It all started when you turned on the
lights.

What are you doing?

I'm following the electrical wiring in
your house.

I couldn't find any signs of the mind
control device in the phone system, but

they've obviously developed another
delivery system.

Gondo is Papa.

He's finally here.

Everything he does is right.

He's sending it through the electrical
wiring.

If you could just stay tuned into that
transmission... I could follow it back

through the power system and find the
source.

Yes.

Go for it.

Okay.

What the heck?

You know, I kind of like that spin
thing.

I ordered a jumbo pepperoni, not green
peppers, and a six -pack of beer.

I don't care if you are closing.

I'm the Secretary of State.

Forgive me if I gloat.

God, you little brute.

No one can answer your call right now,
so leave a message when you hear the

beep.

Lois, Wells here.

I'm being held against my will in some
sort of underground bunker.

Mr. Wells, what happened?

Timbers kidnapped me.

What? Lois, I have critical news for
Superman.

He's not here.

Oh, my. Then I'll have to come to you.
I'll be there as soon as the time

warms up. Ta!

So, she's finally alone.

It's you.

Well, I would have preferred hail to the
chief than everything in time.

What are you doing here?

Making America safe.

I'm clearing the streets of terrorists.

I believe that includes you.

Mr. Wells, what are you doing?

My dear, I believe if we knew to the
second the exact moment...

of Clark's disappearance, I might be
able to find him with the time machine.

To the second?

Well, anything less and I could miss him
by literally billions of years.

I have no idea.

There was so much going on, I barely
remember what day it was.

Yes, well, there you have it.

You know, as fun as all this is, the one
wild card's still that copycat superman

of yours.

But as I recall, he was quite fond of
Lois here, so he's probably containable.

Probably not.

He's out there right now finding your
mind control device. Once that's gone,

so's your power base.

Well, you're just a little bit spunky,
aren't you?

Garner, get in here.

You better pray your boyfriend fails,
Lois.

Because as bad as you think things are
now, the nightmare's only just started.

Hi, Lois. I heard you were visiting.

I'm not visiting. I'm his prisoner.

Ah, Lois, ever the funster stop, my
sides are splitting.

Anyway, we have here the country's
nuclear launch codes.

What? I gave them to John Doe as a pal
gift.

The traitor Superman may find a way to
turn the public against the president

-elect. If that happens, we'll launch a
nuclear strike against every capital on

Earth.

That true?

Excellent. You can't do that. The other
countries will retaliate. The whole

world will be destroyed.

Also quite good.

If this world no longer wants me, then I
no longer want him.

Let fools be swallowed up in flames.

I'll go rule the alternate Earth.

It's almost as nice.

Better, even.

For it, Superman will be trapped here.

Hero to a lifeless planet.

Everything he does is right.

John Doe is up.

John Doe is up.

Well,

I'll be damned.

He did it.

Does he think that's all it takes to
finish me?

All that spandex must keep the blood
from his brain.

President Garner, tell your Secret
Service men to arrest him.

Who?

Sorry, Lois. The subliminators of facts
won't wear off until... Well, it's way

too late.

Oh, Jonathan.

They haven't been here all day.

They went into the planets and never
showed up.

Maybe that Tempest person got his hands
on them. Lois! Clark!

I found the source of Tempest's mind
control.

Where's Lois?

Oh, dear, wasn't she with you?

No.

Maybe she left a note or something. The
answering machine light is on. She might

have called in.

Lois, Wells here.

I'm being held against my will in some
sort of underground bunker.

Underground?

Maybe she's with him. I just scanned the
entire city. There was no sign of him.

Unless... Unless they're in a place
lined with lead.

Back in the 50s, Metropolis built a
series of fallout shelters. Those were

with lead. But they were abandoned years
ago.

Where can I find these shelters?

Oh, honey, we couldn't begin to tell
you.

Well, then I'd better find someone who
can.

Gee, you got into the missile launch
system without any help at all.

Computer codes for this century are so
primitive, it's laughable.

Well, you look nervous, Lois.

Contemplate your future as a charcoal
briquette.

It's soothing.

Fine.

Mr. Olsen.

Mr. Olsen.

Mr. Olsen?

Oh, sorry, I keep thinking you own the
Daily Planet.

Who can I ask to do some research for
me?

Are you kidding?

Here's how it works. You come barreling
in and say, Jimmy, I need so -and -so

and I need it now.

And then I drop everything and I do it.

Not your old self today, huh?

Jimmy, I need to know the location of
every fallout shelter in the city.

Is it urgent? I've got this date with
this chick just out of prison. I think

she's really hot. Jimmy, I need those
locations right now.

You know, I like that whole Mr. Olsen
thing a lot better.

Tempest, don't do it.

You still have time. You can escape. You
could go to the alternate universe.

Where Mr. I'm -so -in -shape can return
me to jail? Thank you, no.

Besides, I want to kill billions of
people.

Launch configuration locked. Ah, that'll
do it.

Here's the city infrastructure from 1958
forward.

Target sequencing locked.

Hit the launch in 30 seconds.

national scene, President -elect John
Doe is launching an all -out nuclear

attack on targets around the world.

Great idea!

Fifteen.

I got them. There's three in the area.

Thanks, Jimmy.

Nine. Eight.

Seven.

John Doe, you are hereby impeached.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

Superman, I did a terrible thing. I gave
him the launch codes.

It's understandable, Mr. President. It's
not your fault.

It's his.

Get them out of here.

Yes, sir.

Let's go. Come on, move it.

Superman, I... Oh, God.

I think I'm up for re -election again.

Thank you.

You were wonderful, just like I knew you
would be.

Lois, I just wish that I could do the
same thing for your Clark.

We need the exact second the time window
exploded.

We don't have that.

Explosion? You mean like in John Doe's
hotel room?

Yeah. What do you know about it?

Let me go, you goon.

I'll tell you what, Lane.

If I scratch your back, maybe you could
put in a good word for me.

He wanted me to go out and get a new
watch for him.

He said it was stopped by an explosion.

Precisely the moment I've chosen for
each lot.

Oh, Lois.

So John Doe was a myth, created by
Tempest, an escaped criminal, and

your brains by a sophisticated method of
brainwashing. He'll return now to

prison, where he'll do no further
damage.

Any last words, Tempest?

Why, yes.

Glad you asked.

Time you chowderheads all got let in on
a little secret.

This Superman of yours, this chiseled
god, is in reality Clark.

Kent of the Daily Planet.

And chess.

This is where I'd say, check.

Uh,

honey, I think the media would like us
to comment on Mr. Tempest's last remark.

We regret that Mr. Tempest's mental
health has not improved.

He's obviously still delusional.

This is where I would say,

Checkmate.

No, you cretin!

He is Clark Kent!

One of them from another dimension!

I mean, it's obvious!

Duh!

Thanks for giving me a world to come
home to.

Thanks for giving me a legend to live up
to.

I can't tell you how grateful I am.

The two of you have been wonderful.

So were you.

We really must be going.

You are the luckiest man alive.

I know.

If my Lois had lived, my world would be
a better place.

Especially for me.

I've been meaning to ask you, she was
lost in the Congo before you two even

Which is strange, you know, missing
someone that you've never even met.

I tried to find her, but that's
impossible.

My boy, I never say impossible.

Ever letting go.

I hope you don't.

You know, he's right.

I am the luckiest man.