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You won't believe
what I got in the mail today.

A flyer from
the Winky-Tink Preschool.

See, this store where I
registered for wedding gifts

sold my name

and now I'm getting
bombarded with junk mail.

Don't wear yourself out.

Preschool?

We don't even get married
for three more weeks.

No, Winky-Tink
says now's the time.

They've got a
five-year waiting list

and they require $200 deposit.

Do they also require a child?

Nope, just money.

You know..

You know..

...that's something that we
haven't talked very much about.

- Money?
- No.

Children.

You think we'll
make good parents?

Yeah, I guess so..

...when the time comes.

I mean, you will be for sure

and... I'll probably catch on.

Mm.

Oh, my God! Wha..

Was anybody hurt?

It's Bud Collins.

Oh, Bud, no!

I think it was a car bomb.
I smelled C-4.

Lois..

It-it's all there..

...encrypted on the hard drive.

No, Bud, don't try and talk now.

You were right about Trevanian.

'He and the NIA..'

Saturday..

Noon.

Saturday?

Superman!

Did anybody tell you you look

just like Clark Kent

only... without the glasses?

Okay, let's hold it right there!

New in town?

Did he tell you
anything or give you

anything before he died?

No.

He blew up, he flew down

and he was dead.

Now, who are you?

My name's Tart.

Sweet Tart? National
Intelligence Agency.

Mr. Collins was a colleague.

'He had a laptop computer
with him when he left'

'the NIA office.'

What can I tell you? It
must've burned in the car.

Liar.

I'll be in touch.

Oh, boy.

What have we got?

You're gonna make me miss my..

...train.

Ooh, well..

Now, that's using your head.

Sweet? You're a bit
far from home, aren't you?

Change in plans.
I almost had you.

'Trevanian needs you.'

'Something... delicate.'

- Swill!
- Swill.

No, that's alright.
I'm sure it's swill.

You're convinced
they have the computer?

Well, Collins was in possession

before he died on
Lane's doorstep.

'I can only assume
that she's got it.'

Of course, if Superman
hadn't been there

we wouldn't be having
this conversation.

What's Lois Lane's
connection to Collins?

Well, she and Clark Kent

are writing a series of articles

claiming corruption in the NIA.

All lies, of course.

Of course.

We believe Collins
was their inside source.

But the damage goes
deeper than that.

'Once they realized
the kind of information'

'Collins had access to'

temptation got
the better of them.

They've been peddling
NIA secrets

to the highest bidder.

These... respected journalists?

Yes, these respected
journalists.

So, who killed Collins?

That's on a need-to-know.
You don't.

You want me to get
the computer back.

Yes, this Saturday,
noon, Metropolis time

or our national security
will be hit

with an unparalleled disaster.

You'll get it.

My ride.

Right on time.

Buckle up, darling.

Trevanian's head of
Covert Operations for the NIA.

We think he could be dangerous

willing to use the agency
for his own purposes.

The NIA's gotten so powerful

they have a blank check
to pull off

any kind of espionage they want.

It's not a good time to have
a loose cannon on board.

But, uh, you-you have
no hard proof, um..

Not unless this... is it.

Collins mentioned,
"Saturday, noon."

Something big
might be happening.

But that only gives
you a couple of days.

Whatever's in here is locked
in the computer's memory

and it's in code to boot.

Well, you know, they
have a couple of those

data recovery
outfits here in town.

Uh, chief, this material's
way too sensitive.

We need somebody we can trust.

Somebody who knows
ram chips from..

Strudel.

Ask and you shall receive.

Oh, um, Lois, I lost that
little response card

but I'll definitely
be at the wedding.

I can't believe in
three weeks you guys are..

- What?
- Jimmy..

Shut the door.

'Good morning.'

Okay, well, I'll let you
guys know what I dig up

as soon as I can.

What are you doing here?

Hello, son.

How you doing?

I-I'm fine.

Thanks.

It-it's been..

A couple of years, I know.

- Four.
- Four?

Before that, five.

Yeah. Um..

'But who's counting?'

Yeah.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Uh, everybody, this is

this is my dad... um, Jack Olsen.

Perry White.

- Pleasure to meet you.
- Lois Lane.

Clark Kent..

'My friends, my bosses.'

Very nice to meet you, Miss Lane

Mr. Kent, I've read your work.

Well, this is where I work.

Uh, let me show you around.

Great.

So, that's the prodigal father.

Jimmy said his parents
split up 15 years ago.

I guess it was his
father's career that did it.

Hmm.

What kind of man puts
his job before his family?

Did you get all the postcards
I sent you?

- Yeah.
- Christmas gifts?

Yeah. Uh, listen..

Dad, um..

Do you think
it'd be possible for you

to stay in town
for a little while?

Oh, Jimmy, uh..
You know how it is.

Yeah, I know.

I sold my soul, I
got to do the time.

But we can have a great
couple of days together.

Okay?

- Okay.
- You free for dinner?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh... I, I just got
this assignment.

'Well, the assignment
can take a dinner break.'

Uh, I'm sorry, I just.

I-I couldn't help but..

Oh, no, no, that's alright.

Say, why don't you
two join us for dinner?

Uh, well, we're, we're working

and I'm sure you guys have
a lot of catching up.

You got to eat.

Listen, I don't get much of a
chance to meet Jimmy's friends.

What do you say, Jimmy?

Uh... sure.

Guess it would be
bad form to skip dinner

and just do this
for a couple of hours.

Probably.

I thought Perry was gonna rip
Jack Olsen's head off today.

Well, he's probably
just a little sensitive

because of his own situation.

Mm-hmm.

Perry's job busted
up his family too.

Are you obsessing?

Because usually when I kiss you

you're a little more focused.

Sorry.

It's just all this talk
about having kids.

Oh, what talk?

I got one stupid brochure
from the Winky-Tink School.

Okay, I'll tell you what.

If I make it through
the next two days alive

we'll have a nice, long talk.

It's just, it's a big
decision, that's all.

I know.

It's not like getting a dog.

Oh!

'I haven't got much time.'

Saturday, noon.

Tonight, in ten minutes.

I'm meeting them for dinner.

Then you'll want this.

Wear it on the inside
of the wrist.

And aim this button at whoever's
answering your questions.

'If the crystal glows blue,
they're telling the truth.'

If it's red, they're lying.

Why, thank you.

Trevanian thinks
you've gotten soft.

For God's sake,
I'm using my own son

to get to Lane and Kent.
How soft is that?

And if he's involved?

He's not. He's an office boy.

What if he's more?

What if it gets sticky?

Just asking.

Let's finish the job
and get out of here.

'I'm here to help, Jack.'

You certainly are, Miss Tart.

If Jack should hesitate
to do his duty..

...you'll do it for him.

Jimmy tells us that
you're a structural engineer.

Demolition's my specialty.

My dad's blown up some of
the biggest stuff in the world.

Well..

I've been following
your series of articles

on corruption in the NIA.

Dynamite stuff.

Well, we just write
about exciting lives.

You actually get to live one.

Jimmy tells us your business
takes you all over the world?

Oh, I'd say.

Last time I saw my dad
was at Metropolis airport

'when he was changing planes
between Shanghai and Dallas.'

I come to town,
bridges collapse.

You guys show up,
government agencies crumble.

'Not legitimate
ones, anyway.'

'You're giving us
far too much credit.'

When we were working
on the NIA stuff

Jimmy did all the computer work
for all the statistics.

- Way to go, Jimbo.
- Thanks.

Your work seems
so incredibly in-depth

'but I guess
you must have your snitches'

inside contacts?

Not really, just good,
old-fashioned legwork mostly.

Um, did Jimmy tell you that
he's been studying photography?

Well, he always had an eye.

Are you telling me that you
could get all that information

'without looking
at the NIA files?'

Uh, that's right. Heh.

They'd be impossible to get.

'Jimmy, tell your dad
about that story'

'that you wrote last month.'

Jimmy, be sure to clip that
out and send it to me, okay?

'I guess, the files wouldn't do
you any good anyway, right?'

Don't they write them in some
kind of a code or something?

We really wouldn't know.

'Demolition, huh?'

That must be a real tough job.

No tougher than having
a family, right, dad?

Well, Jim..

Touché.

Jimmy, how well do you
know Lois and Clark?

How well do I know
Lois and Clark?

I know them better than anybody.

I suppose that means
you trust them.

More than anybody.

And if I were to
suggest you avoid them?

I'd suggest you don't.

My work depends on a lot
of government contracts.

Over the years, I've developed

a lot of friendships
in government circles.

Lois and Clark are very
unpopular with these people.

Of course they're unpopular.

They're whistle-blowers.
They're honest.

Yeah, but what if they're more
than eager reporters?

Like what? Spies?

- You're kidding, right?
- Yeah.

I just worry about you a lot.

I can't always be here
to protect you.

Always? How about ever?

Listen, these NIA guys
your friends are after

are very serious characters.

When they decide
someone's trouble

then that person and his
family, friends, household pets

they all get burned,
you understand?

In case you need me.

Your business card?

It's got a number where
I can always be reached.

You know, in a funny
way, I kind of like the fact

that you worry about me.

It almost feels
like you love me..

...the way I love you.

Goodnight, dad.

Goodnight.

Hmm. You picked the lock.

Well, I knocked first.

Daiquiri, Miss Tart,
or your usual julep?

Martini, thank you.

'This setup's very thorough.'

Well, Jack was always
a good soldier.

Completely unprincipled,
not unlike yourself.

'However, lately I've noticed'

a certain dissatisfaction
on his part.

It's a pity.

Olsen Civil Engineering.

Okay, Jimmy's dad..

...let's find out
who you really are.

Kent's at his computer.

'Huh! They suspect Jack.'

What a clever.

Oh, you don't
want Jack to know?

Not just yet.

Picture this headline.

"Tenacious reporters
uncloak rogue spy too late."

Too late?

To stop him from bringing
this country's entire

security apparatus crashing down

Saturday noon.

If we get that damn computer.

Olive or onion?

And Jack will be
blamed for this?

Certainly, along with
the murders of Lane and Kent.

I'll explain it all
as the new head of the NIA.

Sadly, you will
have shot poor Jack.

- One question.
- Yes?

Do I get a raise?

Jimmy, I hate to bug you.
We're short on time.

I'm going as fast as I
can. My algorithm sucks.

Yeah, I hate a bad algorithm.

My software's not
exactly designed for this.

- How can I help?
- Go away?

Sorry.

What you doing?

Annoying Jimmy. You?

Checking up on Jimmy's father.

Lois, I X-rayed that guy
at dinner.

He had more hardware on him

than the household section
at Kmart.

What?

Guns, knives,
he's a one-man army.

I scanned his wallet
and I ran his IDs

through the computer
at super speed.

They basically lead to
a guy who does not exist.

Well, that doesn't
necessarily mean anything.

Other than the fact
he's a complete fake.

Well, there could be
a lot of explanations.

He's the heir
to a small European monarchy

and he wants to
live out a simple life

out of the spotlight.

Okay, I'm reaching

but it doesn't necessarily
mean he's a criminal.

And talk about cynical.

Wait a minute.

You are Lois Lane

incisive, tenacious newswoman.

I'm the person who's always
looking for the sunny side.

I've turned
an emotional corner. Sue me.

Uh-huh.

Look, when a long-gone father

comes back into a child's life

it's a chance for them both

to forgive the past and move on.

And maybe neither one
of them are good at it

you know, but other
people should just step aside

and let them work it
out because it's what

they've both
dreamed of for years.

It sounds like..

...you're talking about
you and your dad.

I just want this to
work out for Jimmy.

So, we shouldn't tell him
about my suspicions

until we know more?

That would be my suggestion.

So what do you guys
think of my dad?

He's kind of colorful, right?

- Colorful, absolutely.
- Yes, you can say that.

Well, this is gonna be
an all-nighter.

I mean, whatsoever on that
hard drive is so deeply coded

it's a level-five security.

And that means?

It's the code allocated

for the inner workings
of the NIA.

About five people
on the planet can access it.

Trevanian being one.

Why don't you guys take off?

I'm gonna fool around
with this some more.

Guys, there's guards
down in the lobby, alright?

Go home. Get some sleep.

'Welcome home, Mr. Kent.'

'Miss Lane.'

'Nothing there.'

'Nothing there.'

- 'Yes.'
- It's me.

'There's no sign of the hard
drive at Lane's or Kent's.'

'I'm gonna take a look around
the "Daily Planet."'

Jack, the deadline's
noon tomorrow.

'Sweet Tart,
sweetheart, spying takes time.'

Good soldier.

Man, like a needle
in a haystack.

Okay... alright.
I need ten minutes.

Perry's big old couch.

Alright, guy, I see you!

Terrific.

Hey!

Why must violence
always be the answer?

'Bye-bye.'

And thanks for playing.

What was that?

Thought you could use some help.

Any luck finding the computer?

You almost killed my son.

I'm just doing my job.

Jimmy's not involved in this.

C.K., it's me, Jimmy!

C.K., let me in!

Jimmy, what's going on?

They shot up the "Planet."

- What?
- I was there, they broke in.

- Who?
- I don't know, bad people.

- I punched him.
- Did they say anything?

No, they were too busy
shooting and fighting.

- I punched him.
- You already said that.

They-they didn't say anything,
so it could've just been

a regular robbery, right?

I don't know, the
cops are there now

I don't know, I don't
know if anything got taken.

- 'Did they get anything?'
- 'No.'

Still think junior's
not involved?

'No, it was too dark'

and everything
was happening so fast.

I better let
Lois know about this.

- Hello, Lois.
- 'Clark?'

'Clark it's two
in the morning.'

I know, Jimmy's here,
the "Planet" got busted into..

- What was that?
- 'What was what?'

I'll call you back.

Look, there's not much more
we can do here tonight.

- But...
- Shh. Shh. Shh.

Jimmy, go to Perry's
and stay there.

- I'll call you.
- Okay.

'Uh-oh.'

Uh-oh is right.

Who is it?

Lois. Not a word.

Step away from the door.

I never saw a place
swept so fast.

We've been bugged.

I'll give you one guess.

The NIA.

'Land of the free'

home of the under-surveillance.

This stuff makes me sick.

Trevanian's desperate.

Whatever's in that
computer must be incredible.

But, look, whatever's happening

happens in less
than three hours.

'Now, Jimmy's got
as far as he can go'

'decoding that disk.'

Find someone to finish the job.

I'll tell Jimmy.

Oh..

What?

I wonder what else they bugged.

Uh-huh.

They bugged our computers.

Or he did.

Trevanian?

No, someone who works for him.

Where's that gift
he brought Jimmy?

Who?

Jack?

- 'Oh, you don't think... '
- Add it up, Lois.

When did he get here?

And what was the topic
of conversation at dinner?

And all those holes
in his back story.

Not to mention all the
concealed weapons.

How could we be so stupid?

Well, whoever thinks
one of your best friends

is gonna have a
spy for a father?

It's him.

I got the basic codes.

It's great, Jimmy,
you are the best.

But I'm gonna need more
power to read the disk

so I'm gonna head down
to S.T.A.R. Labs

and hook into their mainframe.

Hold on a second, Jimmy.

Listen, I need to talk
to you about your dad.

What about my dad?

We've been checking him out.

We? Who's we?

Me, mostly. Anyway...

You know what, uh,
no offense C.K.

but I don't want
to talk about it.

Jimmy, we've got to talk
about this sometime.

No, we don't.

Jimmy, he's not
who he says he is.

Sure is, he's my father.

What if there's
more to it than that?

I don't believe this.

You've been digging up
dirt on my father?

When do you quit?
Is everything a story to you?

- Jimmy, would you just listen?
- No!

Maybe he's not the best
guy in the world

but he's my father, alright?

We think he's with the NIA.

What? All these years?
No way! He would have told me.

He lied to you, Jimmy, he
lied to you and he lied to us.

I don't believe that.

He bugged my apartment,
Jimmy, and Lois'.

We think he's the guy
who broke in here last night.

Oh, and what,
fought his own son?

Let them shoot at me?

Would you cut it out?

Maybe he's not
a boy scout like you

but he's no killer, alright!

- Jimmy, Jimmy.
- I defended you to him!

Now, that's how we opened
doors in my day.

Gee, men really
were men back then.

Where's the computer?

'I want the computer.'

Has it occurred to you
the damn thing was destroyed?

Sometimes the obvious answer
is the right one.

'Jack, they, they
found the remaining bugs?'

Hmm.

'Enough of this.'

Since Mr. Olsen has been
so spectacularly unsuccessful

in finding out what they know

bring 'em in.

What's the real story,
Trevanian?

Lane and Kent
aren't what you say?

I've been around long enough
to know that.

Yes, well, have you been around
long enough to know

that the real story
is what I tell you?

That's what defines
a good soldier, Jack

and you have always
been a good soldier.

Yes?

Very well.

'Your son was followed'

'to the S.T.A.R. Labs
computer center.'

You're his daddy!

If you had paid
a little more attention

you would have known
he's a computer wiz.

- Oh, my God.
- 'He was carrying a small bag.'

The size of a laptop computer.

Ah! See, Jack?

Sometimes the obvious answer
is the right answer.

Judas Priest! It's after
11:00. Do we have anything?

I've been pulling up
everything I can on Trevanian.

The NIA was reorganized.

So he's got his hands
on nearly everything

amazingly powerful.

Where's Clark?

He went to find Jack Olsen.

If Clark calls, tell him
I went to S.T.A.R. Labs

to see what Jimmy's got.

No stops till the basement.

I'm in a hurry.

Jimmy, hold on!

'I've got to talk to you.'

I don't think so, dad.

I hope you never look
into your son's eyes

and see this fear like this.

Your face is pretty banged up.
You get in a fight?

Yeah.

The guy had better moves
than I thought.

- Did mom know about you?
- No, she didn't.

What's on the computer, Jimmy?

Are you a good guy or a bad guy?

- That depends on who's asking?
- Your son.

Right now, I'm the best guy

you can ask for
in this situation.

What did you find out?

Jimmy?

At noon today,
somebody's gonna crash a plane

using an electromagnetic pulse
fired from a satellite

then using the same satellite
to transmit a data-eating virus

to a bunch of computers
around the world.

Who's on the plane?

Ah, code names.

Badger, Stingray, and Gypsum.

Oh, my God.

Get this to Lois and
Clark. Find Superman.

Don't let anything stop you.

Right now, let's get in the
car. We're being watched.

Are you ready
for a little spy 101?

Not without
your helmet, darling.

What's the matter?
Won't hit a girl?

Well, I'll say this

you got better manners
than your old man.

- 'Have you heard from Lois?'
- Lois?

Yeah, she left here, and went
to S.T.A.R. Labs to see Jimmy.

But I just called
there, Olsen left.

- She never made it.
- Where's Jimmy?

He never made it back
here. Where's Jack Olsen?

Gone. Where's the computer?

With Jimmy!

Oh, that's great.
We just lost everyone.

Yeah, we're totally incompetent.

Hell's bells. It's almost noon.

High noon, Miss Tart.
You've got it.

Never doubt me.

Ho ho ho ho ho.

'You were always my favorite.'

'What's on the disk?'

A program that creates

an information-eating
computer virus.

And another to jam a plane's
controls and bring it down.

Very good.

I told your father
he had underestimated you.

Who's on the plane, Trevanian?

'Who's Badger,
Gypsum and Stingray?'

Head of the FBI, the CIA,
and the Secret Service

and my immediate superior

the director of the NIA.

So you're gonna kill all of them

and erase their computers
except one, yours?

Oh, you're quite quick as well.

And what does that make me?

The only game in town.

The man with all the secrets.

And the fate of the nation
rests in these hands.

Unfortunately, so does yours.

Miss Tart, I say
you can do it in two bullets.

Oh, I say I can do it in one.

Name that tune.

Perry! I'm gonna go try Jimmy's.

- Clark Kent.
- Clark, it's Jack Olsen.

- Have you seen Jimmy?
- He's gone.

So is Lois. So is the computer.

- Where are you?
- In Trevanian's office.

Clark, are you there?

Hello?

Hello!

Hello.

Superman.

What's going on, Mr. Olsen?

Trevanian's about to bring down

the heads of all
our security agencies

and no doubt kill
my son and Lois.

Trevanian's lied to me
from the beginning.

But until you figured that out

you kept Jimmy right
in the middle of this.

I had no choice.
That's the kind of job I have.

Well then you've
got the wrong job.

I believed in what I was doing

I believe in it so much
I had to lead a double life.

But what would you
know about that?

- He's radioactive.
- What?

Jimmy. I gave him my card.

It's got
a radioactive marker in it.

Spy stuff.

'Locate.'

'Metropolis Trade Tower.'

Five.

Four. Three.

- Hyah!
- 'Two.'

Ow!

One.

No, Jimmy!

Your turn, Lois.

Trevanian sent the signal.

'The plane's going down.'

Jack..

Interesting.

Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

Okay.

'Thank you, Superman.'

'Thank you.'

'Trevanian's downfall
was the perfect topper'

to the "Planet's" NIA series.

Good work, you two.

Well, actually, I should
say all four of you.

Jack, I had you pegged

as a pretty rotten egg.

Please accept my apologies.

Don't apologize, Perry.

I am a rotten egg.

It's helpful in my line of work.

Mine too.

I'm afraid I gotta run.

Uh, yeah.

You know, I feel like I'm
finally getting to know you

after all these years.

Now I gotta dash off to..

Where?

You can't tell me.

Jimmy, they offered
to bring me inside

give me a desk job
and that something...

No, dad, that's not you.

It's somebody else's dad.

Not mine.

But I could try.

Listen... you just
try to be my dad

and that'll probably be enough.

Okay.

- You take good care.
- I will.

You're obsessing again.

Lois, Jimmy grew up
without a father because..

...his dad's work
took over his life.

I mean, the guy helped keep
the free world together

but he couldn't do the
same things for his family.

And you think the
same is gonna be true

for you and me and our child?

Uh, our child
will barely be able

to pick me out
of a police lineup

because he hardly recognizes me.

Maybe I ought to learn
something from Jack.

Well, I'll tell you what
you could learn from Jack.

Not all men are
cut out to be fathers.

It's not the job. It's the man.

And piano tuner or spy

Jack just wasn't ready for
the responsibility of a family

and you are.

Are you trying
to convince yourself?

No, lunkhead. I'm
trying to convince you.

The very fact that
we're having this conversation

that you care so much proves it.

You are good.

- Awesome.
- Oh, true.

Hug.

Uh... lunkhead?

'In the best
sense of the word.'