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Jimmy, it's Lois. Again.

I'm so sorry for standing you up,

which was completely Clark's fault.

I'm on my way to the campsite.

I'll see you there.

Uh...

Oh, I... I didn't realize...

Lois... Lois, I...

Uh, Jimmy isn't answering my calls.

He's not answering yours either...

Maybe...

Maybe because you stood him up.

It's more than that. I flew to the campground.

No, Jimmy. I flew over the forest,

the Daily Planet. Nothing.

Lois, he's just gone.

- He... - Disappeared.

Just like everyone who came into contact with that tech.

I know you're mad at me but this isn't about us.

Something has happened to Jimmy.

You're the best investigator I know.

And I can't find him without you.

Please.

Hmm.

Thank you.

Let's get one thing straight.

I'm doing this for Jimmy not you.

And we could be overreacting.

Maybe he just turned off his phone.

What?

Hello?

Why am I strapped to a...

Lois, hold on for a second.

These are Jimmy's size.

Uh, he was walking, not running.

This way.

So...

Uh, how do you know how to track people through the woods?

Wilderness weekends.

Dad took me on wilderness survival weekends as a kid.

He taught me how to use a compass,

find a path, purify water, set bones...

You know, et cetera, et cetera.

That sounds intense.

I didn't know that about you.

Yeah, well,

there's a lot about me you're never gonna know.

Great going, Kent.

Lois, wait. I'm sorry.

Huh?

I scouted the forest from the air at least a dozen times.

How did I miss this?

Jimmy!

Lois.

Clark!

Hmm.

I found Jimmy's phone.

This is the moment, birdwatchers.

Tonight we find...

What's that?

Did you hear that?

Is it a...

Oh, my gosh.

Bigfoot kidnapped Jimmy.

I've been kidnapped by Bigfoot!

And some other guy.

We are Monsieur Mallah and the Brain, trespasser.

And those are the last words

your spying ears will ever hear!

Mallah, the lasers.

On it, mon amour.

Any last words, spy, before we end your life?

Yes.

Thank you.

Uh...

This isn't how I thought it would end but at least

I got to meet a super-intelligent French gorilla before I died.

Which means I was right about everything!

Too bad my so-called "friends" will never know.

So go ahead and open my brain.

At least someone cares what I think.

You seem troubled by something.

Would you like to talk about it?

What?

Ugh!

Lois...

What the...

It looks like an army invaded...

and then melted.

What is this place?

Cadmus.

I've heard that name before.

Disavowed by the government,

who knows what horrors Cadmus,

aka Area 52, still contains.

UFOs, alien technology?

"Alien technology."

Pull up the next video.

Birdwatchers, get ready to meet tomorrow's special guest.

Now, these two were late to get on the Bird-Train

but they are without a doubt,

the most important people in my life.

So join me and my best friends

as we unearth

the secrets of Sasquatch... quatch... quatch...

Clark,

when Jimmy told you all his theories about aliens,

did you...

I mean, does he know?

- About, you? - No.

How come you never told him?

Let's just keep going, okay?

No. I'm tired of you not answering my questions.

I don't wanna talk about this right now.

Then when? When is a good time for the truth with you?

Lois, I've told you more about myself

than I've ever told anyone.

You already know I'm Superman. What else do you need to know?

Did you lie about your feelings for me?

Everything you said to me...

was it all just a cover for you?

Lois...

How could you think that?

Lois...

Run!

Voila!

And welcome to Cadmus.

Whoa!

For the record, I am against this.

Is that the Loch Ness Monster?

It's one of the mutants we lost in Scotland. Yes.

No, way! Are those...

The CIA's classified Sonic Guns under development

until the creator mysteriously vanished.

Mai oui.

Also, the Creator didn't vanish.

We recruited her.

I can't believe I'm touching one.

Have you guys seen my phone?

Phone?

You wish to expose our existence?

I'm just trying to show the world how amazing this all is.

And prove how right I am to two people specifically.

People you brought with you?

Brain, for the love of...

Would you stop threatening our guest?

Prisoner!

And why are we giving him a tour?

He'll lead others here to destroy us, my love.

Aw, mon amour.

Must you always assume the worst?

For decades, we have been alone.

No one to talk to, let alone admire our work.

Perhaps the world is more accepting now, huh?

Perhaps things, won't be like last time.

What do you mean, "Like last time?"

No. No, don't tell him any...

Twenty two years ago, we belong to Cadmus.

The U.S. government's top-secret science agency.

We, along with military division Task Force X,

were given strange technology by the government.

Our orders were to make weapons.

But while our sister program relished the charge,

we were not interested in destruction.

We used the technology to create.

After an experiment gave me super intelligence,

I began to work with another young scientist,

which bloomed into a wonderful partnership.

We were men of science stepping into the unknown.

But when it was discovered

that we were making things to change the world, not harm it,

Task Force X was sent to eliminate us.

But in their attack,

they disturbed our most fragile experiment,

an unstable black hole!

Task Force X assumed there were no survivors and moved on.

Brain lost his body.

But his mind and his art remained.

And so I can spend my life with the man I love most in all the universe.

Wow.

You know, your story and mine are kinda similar.

Were you also hunted?

Close. My friends stood me up for a camping trip.

Okay, your story has more kill squads

but I know how it feels to be abandoned

by people who are supposed to support you.

My friends don't take my work seriously.

They don't take me seriously.

I know little in this world.

But if someone cares for you,

they want to know how you feel.

You just need to speak your mind.

And if they still reject you, you can stay with us.

What? Nein! We must eliminate him.

Oh, that is your answer to everything.

Eliminates this, kill that,

leave the dishes until they get mold,

then claim it's some sort of experiment.

- It is an experiment! - I, um...

- need to use the bathroom. - You just don't want to clean.

You don't see mold as a part of life.

It is a phylum!

When we run out of penicillin,

don't come crying to me saying, "Brain, we are out of penicillin."

Keep running.

What?

Clark!

Hang on.

Hold tight.

Clark!

I'm sorry. Something's wrong with my powers.

They're... They're weaker somehow.

Clark, run!

They're not following.

We're in the clear.

Lois!

Clark!

Are you all right?

I'm fine. But, Clark...

I'm okay.

Everything's okay.

How did you know you'd be bulletproof?

I didn't. I just knew that you weren't.

Yeah, let's find Jimmy and get out of here before something else happens.

Is this the unstable black hole that destroyed everything?

Of course, not.

This is a new one.

Why would you make a new one?

Well, you see,

we may have deliberately blown it up

to fake our deaths and escape.

But since then, we have lived a simple life of peace.

When we figure out how to stabilize it,

it will become a wormhole.

A gateway to other dimensions.

Dimensions where we might be welcome.

Not feared.

Ohh, unless it blows up first.

That's not something to be excited about!

Ah, fear not, Jimmy.

As long as nothing disrupts the flow of power to this room,

it's perfectly safe.

Huh?

We need to be careful.

Who knows what could be...

I told you he'd lead enemies to us!

Everyone stop!

You know these intruders, Jimmy?

Yeah. These are the "friends" I was telling you about.

Oh.

- The bad ones. - Mmm.

What? What? No. No. We're, um...

I mean, yes, we did forget about camping.

Mmm . Oui. D'accord.

We will give you space.

Mallah, I want to watch them fight.

Jimmy,

we are...

so sorry that we let you down.

I...

am sorry.

This whole situation today has made me realize that I... I...

I held things back from you and I shouldn't have.

Jimmy, you deserve to know.

I am...

Clark. I know you're Superman. This is not a big reveal.

Wait. What?

You know, since when?

We've been roommates since freshman year.

The day I met you, you ripped the handle off the door,

then tried to play it like the screws had just come loose.

I mean, it could have been the screws.

The handle was ripped in half!

I didn't say anything because it seemed like a sensitive subject.

So I thought that if I waited,

you would tell me when you were ready.

You've known this whole time?

Why didn't you tell me?

Hold up!

You told Lois before you told me?

Your best friend?

Okay, it's been a weird 24 hours.

My powers aren't working and we've been chased all over this place by robots.

So let's just take a deep breath and stop yelling.

Uh, robots?

What robots?

What happened to giving us space?

Forgive me, Jimmy, I love drama.

But Cadmus never created any robots.

If you are being chased by something,

it is not one of ours.

The OMACS. They are from Task Force X.

The original kill squad!

Something must have awakened them.

Allow us!

And who are they?

So we got bored hiding,

like, one year in and made a bunch of mutants, okay?

But other than creating a black hole

and an army of mutants,

we live a simple life of peace.

Uh, mostly.

The containment field. Fall back!

Why is there a black hole?

Ask the mad scientists.

Genius is never appreciated its own time.

We need to access the control panel and turn on the backup systems.

Tell me what to do.

Set the frequency ratio to .1778.

It's 1887.

You always transpose your numbers.

- Then what? - Keep entering those numbers

until it works or we die!

Mein Liebchen!

Before we die, I gotta know,

why did you cut me out of a huge part of your life?

- And me? - Because I was scared!

All I've ever wanted is to be normal.

I don't want you to treat me like an alien.

I just wanna be your friend.

Clark...

We don't care "what" you are.

We're friends because of "who" you are.

And we just want you to be open with us.

Open... That's it!

What are you doing?

We need to open the containment field

and let the black hole hit critical mass for it to stabilize.

Hold on.

We must leave.

The red-sun-omega-field that was keeping Cadmus hidden

is no longer operational. But...

I will miss you, Jimmy.

So, The General found you yet?

How... How did you...

The OMACS woke up after you entered our parameter.

The omega field affected you.

The tech reacts to you.

I don't know what they gave us 22 years ago but...

you are somehow caught in the middle of it.

And if you are,

then you're in the crosshairs of Task Force X.

- Of him. - Who is he?

A man who would blot out the sun

if he thought his country demanded it.

The one we've been hiding from.

Because once he sees you as a threat,

he will never, ever stop.

Come with us.

You are different.

Strange, like us.

And this world,

it's not so forgiving of that.

I have to stay.

I have to believe this world can be a place

where everyone's accepted and...

I need to help it get there.

With the people I love.

Then until we meet again.

Auf Wiederschen, Clark Kent.

And now we must take our leave.

If you come back, we're doing an interview for Flamebird.

And the Daily Planet.

I think we'd need some pictures, though.

Perry might take some convincing to become a true believer.

Like us.

Ready to step into the unknown, mein Liebchen?

Always, mon amour.

Sir, we finished scouting the area.

No sign of the old tech that pinged us.

But we found clear signs of recent habitation.

Over.

Hmm.

This is nostalgic for me.

My first operation.

The first hard call I had to make

I want your opinion on the tech here.

Put that brilliant mind of yours to work.

But why would a humble, kidnapped billionaire like me do that?

Because we want the same thing.

To take down Superman.

To rip him from the sky

and to bury him so deep the world won't even remember his name.

Yeah, no. In that case, I can work with all of this.

When do we start?