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What's Socrates doing here?

I'm not leaving him.

We're in this together.

Okay, but he's your responsibility.

- We're in.
- It's about time.

What about the main gate?

I can't figure out how to zap

the security system.

Bingo.

Okay, guys, let's get smart.

- Main gate?
- Consider it zapped.

Look out, Metropolis, here we come.

Oh.

Is that a pig?

Of course, it's a pig.

Haven't you ever seen a pig before?

Not very smart, is she?

Kids.

Could you turn up the volume on that, Clark?

I don't think they heard you in Borneo.

'Fascinating place, Borneo.'

I've done some wonderful
work there in preserving

the natural habitat of the native orangutan.

Mm, I love a well-traveled man.

- They broaden my horizons.
- Assuming that's possible.

You know, orangutans always look so wise.

Orangutans throw mud at people at the zoo,
Jimmy.

- Scatter.
- What?

Elvis' pet chimpanzee, Scatter

poor little fellow drank himself to death.

Alright, let's get started.

Kent, what's up at the governor's office?

Uh, we can expect a fiscal
turnaround sometime next year.

Oh, well, now, that's some news.

Washington?

Three more people are claiming

to be the president's brother.

Well, his father was a busy man, wasn't he?

Those kids are still missing
from the Beckworth School.

Oh, Jimmy, come on,
we've been using that as filler

for the last three days.

Nothing's changed.

And what happened to your nose for news?

Uh..

- 'Scandals?'
- The usual.

Now, look, kids, there are

12 million people in the city of Metropolis.

There's bound to be something

of significance happening somewhere.

'We interrupt your regular programming'

'to bring you this special report.'

Smart Kids still at large.

Authorities search for clues to the kids'
whereabouts.

Meanwhile, the kids say

"Leave us alone, don't look for us

don't try to get us back or else.."

We now rejoin our show in progress.

What I liked best about this film

is the metaphorical content.

Porky, of course, is our everyman character

'and his antagonist is death.'

- 'Dudley?'
- 'I agree, Amy.'

Who amongst us have not
felt the pangs of mortality?

Yet we persevere.

I give this film my highest recommendation.

I second that.

'And that about wraps it up.'

Join us next time when we review

that classic of postmodernist angst

'"Bongo's Bad Day."'

Ciao.

'This has been a production of..'

'The Smart Kids.'

Kids?

It's theoretically impossible!

Every television set in Metropolis.

And every channel.

Well, somebody's behind it

and it sure isn't a
couple of grade-schoolers.

What is postmodernist angst?

Phillip Manning, Amy Valdez, Dudley Nicholas

12, 11 and 11, three of the four kids

who escaped from the
Beckworth School last week.

Did somebody say something
about a nose for news?

That's good work, Jimmy.

Now, what is this, a prank, a scam?

Kids do the darndest things.

I keep thinking I've seen
her somewhere before.

Okay. It's your baby.

Give me some answers.

Huh?

We must get them back!

Why are you so nervous, Dr. Carlton?

Well, you told me there
would be no risk of exposure.

'I have a reputation in
the scientific community.'

I cannot afford to..

Better?

Yes.

It's no time for panic.

We'll have our little rug rats
back in the lab soon enough.

But now the police are involved.

Well, if they find them before we do

they'll simply return them to the school.

Ex hypothesi.

- But what if they talk?
- 'Well, they won't.'

They're too smart for that, if they do

it'll be their last taste of Mentamide 5.

Now, do you think that they'd risk it?

No, the,
the emotional dependence is too great!

Well, then.

Now...just how smart are they?

Well..

Well, you see

I expected a-a 10 to 20 percent rise in IQ.

It seems to be a great deal more!

Marvelous.

- Don't you think?
- Yes, yes.

And how long before they reach stage two?

Ah, well, you see, that would depend upon

the rate of absorption into

each of their individual systems.

Now, we'll need to pinpoint that data.

Uh, but, um..

That would require vivisection.

ind you, Dr. Carlton

you can't make chicken soup

without plucking a few chickens.

- This is a total waste of time.
- What do you want?

'We should pick up the cab
and fly like Superman?'

In your dreams.

"The Beckworth State School, founded in 1953

"is dedicated to fulfilling
the educational needs

'"of orphaned children'

'"who require the individual attention'

"and specialized instruction available

in a controlled environment."

- Translation, brats.
- Why brats?

Because the public schools can't handle them

so they park 'em there to keep
'em out of trouble.

- That's sad!
- They're problem kids, Clark.

Well, problem kids can be solved.

The story is a waste of time

because it's entirely predictable!

- How so?
- A, kids escape.

B, kids get mixed up in something

that first seems unusual, but is in fact

'uninteresting and dull
once the facts are known.'

C, kids are found and returned to school.
End of story.

This, you volunteered for.

We're walking. How much?

$6.50.

Clark.

All of these students live here full-time?

That's correct.

Any of them ever get adopted?

At their ages, the chances are poor.

This is their home.

This escape has been very
unsettling for all of us.

Did you ever consider the possibility

that they were kidnapped
or coerced to leave?

Yes, we have. The police have, too.

You see, it would explain a lot.

Is there anything else that
links these particular students?

Um, they seemed unusual.

No, nothing.

I-I mean, for what it's worth

they're all very bright kids.

Oh, the infirmary stays closed
when Dr. Carlton isn't here.

'Dr. Carlton?'

Uh, Alfred Carlton, staff physician.

'He gives his time to the
school free of charge.'

'He also has a degree
in clinical psychology.'

'He's been enormously helpful'

'in our testing and counseling programs.'

He must be busy now with
the kids being upset

about their missing classmates, you know?

'Well, actually, no.'

He wanted to let things calm down a bit

before he began therapy.

Frankly,
waiting seemed contraindicated to me

but, um, he's the expert.

If you all just come with me to my office

then I'll get you the copies of the kids'
files.

'Ah!'

Now, listen to me, young lady.

I'm Inez. What's your name?

Lois. Lois Lane.

Now, listen carefully, Inez

I am not a target. I am an adult.

- You cannot just go--
- Amy's my big sister.

Amy Valdez. She escaped.

You have to help her.

Help her how?

She'll come back for me, I know she will

but then he'll catch her.

Who? Who will catch her?

I can't say!

Listen, Inez

the best thing for Amy
is for her to come back

and be caught.

You don't know anything.

How much is left on the credit card?

- A couple of thousand.
- That's it?

I thought he was the
richest man in Metropolis!

Hey, everything costs money,
Phillip, supplies, equipment--

I knew that TV stunt was a mistake.

- It was fun.
- It was expensive!

We had to let 'em know to leave us alone.

Well, I don't think it worked.

Surveillance systems up and running.

We've got the town wired.

It's like a giant video game.

Have you tightened the lasers?

- I'm waiting on components.
- Which we can't afford.

We'll come up with something.
You worry too much.

Well, someone's got to.

I mean, look at this place. It's a mess!

- We're kids!
- Yeah, but we're Smart Kids.

I mean, we don't have to live like this.

What a grouch!

Just because you're the oldest

and you've been on the
smart stuff the longest--

And that's another thing. We're almost out.

You wanna go back to being dumb?

We'll get more.

I'll do the job myself
as soon as I rescue Inez.

- No way.
- I'm going.

And you can't stop me.

What are you so happy about?

I think we've got the money thing licked.

Anything?

I don't even know what I'm looking for.

What's Mentamide 5?

Never heard of it.

It's mentioned several times, so

maybe it's some kind of medication?

Well, that reminds me.

Don't you think it's strange
that that school doctor

'would delay counseling
to the kids left behind?'

I mean, isn't that the sort
of thing you start right away?

- 'That'd be my guess.'
- 'Mm-hmm.'

'We should talk to him directly.'

'As soon as possible.'

'You know,
Inez seemed genuinely frightened.'

- 'Poor kid.'
- Yeah.

What?

All those kids on TV seemed really smart.

Too smart.

There's no such thing as too smart.

- Yes, there is.
- Borscht.

Just because they're
involved in a few stunts.

They're just kids!

They're just kids!

Ugh!

Oh!

Ugh!

Oh, God!

- Yes?
- 'It's me, Inez.'

- Inez?
- From the school.

Is it past your bedtime?

Inez, how did you get this number?

- 'Information.'
- I'm not listed.

I copied it off Mrs. Powell's desk.

Isn't it past your bedtime?

'I don't have a bedtime.'

All little girls have bedtimes.

Not me.

Inez, why are you calling?

Amy's in trouble. They caught her!

She came back for me.

- Who caught her?
- The policemen.

Inez, Amy is better off being caught.

No, he'll get her.

- Who?
- I can't say.

- One of the other kids?
- No.

- 'One of the teachers?
- Not exactly.

Dr. Carlton?

I can't say.

I'll take care of it.

It's not in the child's best interest.

Besides, legally--

Legally,
we have here a faxed copy of authorization

from Mrs. Valdez, Amy's mother.

'Mrs. Valdez?'

Mrs. Valdez gave the child up for adoption!

'She has no rights!'

Just because she doesn't
currently hold custody

doesn't mean she has no rights.

Amy's already escaped from the school once.

Maybe this isn't the place she wants to be.

Maybe we should try something else.

Children don't know what they want

'or what's right for them.'

Is that your professional opinion?

Uh, well..

I'm just concerned for the child's welfare.

We all are, Dr. Carlton.

I see no reason why Amy
can't stay with Miss Lane

'on a temporary basis.'

'I'll leave word that she's to
be released into your custody.'

How you pulled this off, I will never--

Well, once they found Mrs. Valdez,
the rest was easy.

And her husband left when Amy was four

and Inez was just a baby.

No money, no job, no family to help out.

She felt her only choice
was to give up her kids.

That's pretty tough on everyone.

Yeah.

Now, all I have to do is find out

about the other missing kids.

Lois, children don't automatically open up.

You have to earn their trust.

Uh,
the day that I can't outsmart an 11-year-old

is the day I hang up my press pass.

Maybe, but these are unusually bright kids.

No one even knows how
they're doing this stuff.

They're bright, but they're not that bright.

Look, I was a smart kid.

That doesn't mean I could

outwit an entire city

or hold my own with competent adults.

Oh, well, some, I could.
I mean, most, actually, but--

Lois,
have you ever actually taken care of a child?

- My sister, Lucy.
- Uh-huh.

Ah.

If you're implying that I'm not capable

of handling this juvenile

you are in for a big surprise.

'She will be putty in my hands.'

See, you'll get all the channels now

and you won't even have to pay for 'em.

Thank you, Amy. I'm so pleased.

Could we just talk in a calm,
rational manner?

Sure, 'cause before, you were yelling.

I was not..

I may have raised my voice.

Does this stuff come off?

You just want me to tell
you where the other kids are

because you're a reporter

and you think we'd make a good story.

And that's why you took me, right?

- Of course not.
- Ah! Wrong answer.

Amy,
if you and the other kids are in trouble

I can help you. Who did this to you?

- Did what?
- Took you out of the school.

No one! We're on our own, okay?

And we don't need you or any other

stupid, old adults butting in.

Really?

Well, then why don't you just
leave and go back to them?

I'm not exactly in a position to stop you.

This is a nice place. I like it here.

Ah, wrong answer.

Okay.

I can't risk being followed back.

Besides, my sister Inez likes you.

She's a good judge of character.

You know, uh,
we do have something in common.

Uh, my parents are divorced

and I have a little sister, too.

You don't know anything
about me or my family.

That's not true.
I talked to your mother. She's very--

My mother doesn't care anything about me.

Amy...sometimes it's very helpful

to talk to an impartial

understanding adult.

You?

I would just like for us to be friends,
that's all.

Amy, what's that? Amy, what are you doing?

Amy.. Ugh..

Hmph, ugh..

Ugh.

- How does this stuff--
- Uh, sorry. Can't say.

You should clean yourself up.
You're a big mess.

The streets of Metropolis are no place

for unsupervised, delinquent children.

Unsupervised?

So you don't believe that someone else

an adult,
a group of adults is behind the escape?

Uh, I-I didn't say that.

We simply don't have the facts.

I am a scientist

and I abhor rampant,
unsubstantiated speculation.

In fact, you're a distinguished scientist.

'Your work in experimental neuropsychology'

'is world-renowned.'

Oh, well, you've done your homework,
Mr. Kent.

That still doesn't explain why

a researchist of your credentials

is working as a school
doctor in a place like this.

Ah, well, you see,
I think of it as accounting.

After all, the doctor-patient relationship

is the framework for all medical science.

'Then why, after the breakout,
didn't you think it necessary'

'to counsel the other students immediately?'

To help them cope with any anxiety?

Um..

I made an evaluation.

'I made an evaluation based upon criteria'

which, uh, a lay person such as yourself

couldn't possibly comprehend.

That's convenient.

Delinquent children, my..

You know, what a jackass!

Alright, look what I found.

Mentamide 5? Found?

- You mean, stole, don't you?
- Well, I--

You took advantage of a
privileged interview situation

to grab potentially incriminating evidence

from an unsuspecting subject.

Oh, I love that! Hm..

Yes.

Wait, uh..

Helga, thank you.

And add a nice tip for yourself.

Yes, doctor? Yes, what is it?

Is that so? Well, I see your point.

Perhaps you should leave town for a while.

No, of course, I'm not angry with you.

You've done splendid work.

The papers are filled with
accounts of their exploits.

I feel like..

...well, like a proud father.

Well, why don't you come over now?

I'll have your-your

final payment waiting.

Refused. Over the limit.

What? That's impossible.

I've a line of credit of five
million dollars in that account.

Sure you do.

Would you take a check?

Freeze. Run it back.

'Clark Kent?'

Thank you.

This just in.

Water supply returns to normal.

How did they do it? You'll never know.

Meanwhile, the kids say again,
"Leave us alone."

'It's a big city.
Lots more can go wrong with it.'

The reign of the Smart Kids continues.

Wonderful.

Okay, so what did you find on Mentamide 5?

It's an organic stew.

Amino acids, neurotransmitters,
herbs, you name it.

It's so complex,
not even S.T.A.R. Labs computers

can analyze it completely.

They were able to produce a
synthetic facsimile, though.

'So they're testing the synthetic.'

'Nothing conclusive yet'

but it seems to stimulate

cerebral hyperactivity in lab rats.

Translation, please?

They got smarter.

A lot smarter.

These kids are on their own.

And somebody's been using
them as guinea pigs.

I have a pretty good suspicion who.

Mr. Experimental Neuropsychology.

Dr. Carlton, please.

'Lois Lane.'

When?

Thank you.

He took a leave of absence.

No forwarding address.

I'm gonna go back to the labs

keep tabs on the testing.
I'll let you guys know.

How's Amy doing?

I now get all the channels on my cable

and I don't even have to pay for them.

I guess that means no progress.

She won't even talk to me.

I'm an adult, so that makes me the enemy.

Now, think about all she's been through.

Orphaned, force-fed drugs.

- I mean, do you blame her?
- No.

Even growing up in a normal household

it's tough being a kid.

Everybody telling you
what to do all day long.

Even if you're smart enough
to have better ideas yourself?

Does this bring back memories?

I guess I'll give it another try.

I bet you were a cute kid.

I'm still a cute kid.

Thank you.

2:00 p.m., Superman costume. Smart Kids.

Uh..

How come you're not wearing your suit,
Superman?

I don't have a suit. I'm not Superman.

Here's what we want.

"An F-18 Hornet fighter jet."

Painted red and yellow.

Painted red and yellow.

'"Four mountain bikes'

"an emerald, ten carats at least

"three Aqua-Lungs,
on hundred pounds of gooey bears

and an island."

That's all we can think of for now,
Superman.

I'm not him. I wish I was.

What makes you think that I am Superman?

- We saw you land.
- Land?

In the alley?
Last night, behind the Daily Planet.

Oh. I didn't land there. Superman did.

I was just waiting for him.

As a matter of fact,
he'd been out looking for you.

He hadn't found anything,
so I left and went to my office.

Well, why would Superman be looking for us?

He's worried about you.
So am I. Are you guys okay?

Where did Superman go after you left?

Down a manhole to check the sewers

to see if you were somewhere down there.

That could be true.

We don't have underground surveillance.

Well, not yet.

Oh!

Ow!

Ah!

We'll think about it and
call you back tomorrow.

Superman doesn't bleed, does he?

I don't know.

I hope that worked.

Oh.

Amy, what's wrong?

I'm not so smart anymore.

I-I took this apart to make it work better

but then I couldn't put it back--

It's alright. It's alright.

No, I think I broke it.

Oh, it's just a dumb, old thing.

It doesn't matter.

Amy..

I know about Mentamide 5

and what Dr. Carlton was doing
to you and the other kids.

- It's awful!
- It made us smarter.

It made you something
you're not ready to be.

We start off as kids so
we can learn to be adults.

I mean, when I was a kid

I thought all adults were incredibly stupid.

I thought it was because
their bodies kept growing

and their brains stayed the same size,
like dinosaurs.

It's just not that simple.

Do you wanna know how the smart stuff works?

Only if you're ready to tell me.

At first you don't even notice

'then things just get easier..'

...you understand everything

you remember everything

but if you stop taking it,
you get dumb again

like me now.

It's just so hard to go back and forth

from being smart to dumb.

That's why we escaped.

Why didn't you tell someone?

Would you have believed
a bunch of problem kids?

Do the other kids have enough
smart stuff to last them?

They're probably running out.

What will they do?

I can't say.

Can you at least tell me where they are?

If they get caught, no more Smart Kids.

Would that be so bad?

It's up to them.

Is it so bad for you?

Not so bad.

Well,
we knew precisely how many have escaped.

We knew precisely how much
Mentamide 5 they had with them.

And so therefore, we were able to predict

with reasonable accuracy

how long it would be before
they came looking for a refill.

Well, yes, granted it would have been easier

if we'd caught them sooner but then

I'd have been denied the pleasure

of watching them perform.

And I, I must say, doctor,
you have outdone yourself.

And I'm sure that with the
proper time and the testing

that we'll overcome the stage-two problem.

Exactly.

Soon our young Einsteins will
mount their assault on LexLabs.

There they will find Mentamide 5

and they will drink.

Yes, but, of course, it won't be Mentamide 5

but new, concentrated, Mentamide 6.

And then they will be transported directly

to stage two.

Don't pass go. Don't collect $200.

Yes, a real knee-slapper.

'Uh, listen, doctor, I've arranged'

'a little entertainment for this evening.'

Uh, nothing fancy.

Wine, beautiful women, strip-charades.

Perhaps you'd like to join me.

Asabi? Asabi?

Asabi?

Who..

No!

- Get the cart.
- Okay.

And get...the smart stuff.

Why Lex Luthor?

Well, if they wanted someone prominent

who better?

What do you think they'll ask for?

It could be anything.

'If Metropolis wants Lex
Luthor back in one piece'

'listen carefully.'

First,
we want Amy Valdez released from custody.

Second, we want promises in writing

'there will no more attempts to find us.'

Third, our own island

a nice one with palm trees.

Fourth, 100..

One thousand pounds of gooey bears.

You have 24 hours.

What, no military jet? Oh, brother!

What is a gooey bear?

Hey, Perry?

- The test results are in.
- Tell us.

Again, this is from the synthetic they made

but this stuff does boost
intelligence for a while.

However, once enough residue
is built up in your system

there is a kind of an overload.

Say it.

Conscious cerebral activity

drops to almost nothing.

It burns out your brain.

'This isn't a game anymore, honey.'

It's life or death.

How do I know you're telling the truth?

We have the lab report.

That could be forged.

You don't know that we're telling the truth,
not for sure.

You have to trust us.

I don't have to trust anyone.
Adults lie all the time.

Do you think we're lying now?

Amy, you have to believe us.

Your friends are in danger.
You can save them!

Okay. You do what you think is right.

That's all any of us can do

no matter how young or old or smart we are.

Just you two?

Hold it right there.

Dudley, cut it out. They're with me, okay?

I have my orders.

Hey!

Where's Lex Luthor?

Not so fast, lady.

Guys, they're here to help us.

Look, they found out that the
smart stuff turns to poison

if you keep using it.

- It's a trick.
- It's not a trick.

You guys have to stop taking
Mentamide 5 right now.

But then we won't be smart anymore.

You'll still be smart.
You were always smart.

'You'll just be normal.'

Listen up.

These are friends of mine

and I think we should believe them.

Where's Lex Luthor?

Phillip's got him in the main spy center,
down the hallway.

Go ahead, but be careful.

I'll keep an eye on these three.

Alright.

Hi, Superman.

Even you're not fast enough
to stop me from using this.

Mr. Luthor here could end
up with the IQ of a radish.

Phillip, are you alright?

Did you take more smart stuff?

Yeah, the new and improved version.

My mind is, is so big!

You took Mentamide 6, but you're still--

Smart? Oh, yes.

here's a flaw in the formula,
but I fixed it.

Phillip,
the other kids wanna go back to being normal.

- How about you?
- Normal is boring.

Different is worse. I know.

Different is never quite fitting in

never quite blending.

Different is wishing you weren't.

You're not different,
Phillip, you're special.

Now,
I had no idea that Dr. Carlton was using

his research grant at LexLabs
to experiment on you kids.

I'm shocked, of course

but I take full responsibility.

Let me make it up to you, you and the others

but don't change.

Don't listen to him.

See, he wants to take it away from you.

- I want to give.
- It's the other way around.

'Come with me. I can show you.'

We can see everything from here.

Okay.

Metropolis Park.

Look, can I jump in here?

No!

There. Watch.

The angle's wrong.

They should run into the
wind to get the lift.

Basic physics.

You'd get it right the first time.

- Every time.
- Then you've missed something.

Learning while you mature is an exciting

and wonderful experience.

'Why deny yourself?'

Because he doesn't need to get stupid again!

He's got everything that he needs

everything that he would ever want

in his grasp right now!

Power, privilege, wealth!

But would he enjoy it?

Well, who wouldn't?

Someone who has moved beyond humanity

into becoming...something else.

Phillip, nonsense.

What do you feel, Phillip?

How wonderful or terrible is it really?

You are the only one who knows..

...and you are the only one who can decide.

Alright, that I agree with, Phillip. Choose.

Back to kiddiehood

or onward to greatness?

Would you go back to
being a kid if you could?

No. I've already been one.

I've moved on.

Someday you will, too, when it's time.

It's not easy being a kid.

No one ever said it was.

Phillip, don't do anything you'll regret.

Phillip.

Mm, cherry.

You..

Some story, huh?

Thank God, Lex wasn't hurt.

Do you know he made sure
all of Dr. Carlton's notes

samples, everything were destroyed?

He even offered to pay off the charges

the kids put on the credit card.

Well, Luthor deserves a lot of credit.

Well, with the kids de-Einsteined

and Dr. Carlton turning
himself into a vegetable..

I think the phrase that Luthor used

was, uh, "Overcome with remorse."

Yeah.

Well...no more smart stuff.

'Lois!'

Sorry to give up foster parenthood?

Sort of.

She was a handful, though.

You know, she told me that she and Inez

had a long talk with their mother.

They're thinking of arranging a visit.

And that is the end of that.

I don't know, Lois.

Something tells me we haven't
seen the last of the Smart Kids.

Well, what makes you say that?

I've seen that pig before.

Hm!