Wallace, his legs amputated and in a wheel chair, is at Heroes Park. He pulls himself up the statue, catching the attention of a cop.
Cop: Sir. Get down. Sir, I said, get down, now! Can we get some backup here?
Wallace spray-paints "FALSE GOD" in red on the statue.
Cop: Hey. Hey. Don't do it! HEY!
Daily Planet Employee: Lois. Crime Lab, on 3.
Lois: This is Lane.
Perry: Kent, you're sports today. I want you to follow up on the football. Underdog dreams dashed 10 yards between Gotham and glory. Oh, and watch yourself in Gotham. Don't let them take your lunch money.
Jenny: Hey. Are you guys watching this?
Reporter on TV: Emergency responders quickly created a precautionary perimeter around Heroes Park while they brought the man down from this beloved monument. The suspect has been identified as Wallace Vernon Keefe.
Wallace: I work for Bruce Wayne! I work for Bruce Wayne!
Reporter on TV: There'll be arraign on charges of vandalism, resisting arrest and a felony charge of making terrorist threats that carries up to 40 years in prison.
Perry: Poor son of a bitch. . . Jenny. Headline. "End of love affair with man in the sky," question mark.
Jenny: Okay.
Clark goes to visit Kahina at her home.
Clark: Is she in?
Neighbor 1: She been gone.
Neighbor 2: What'd she do, officer?
Clark: I'm not a cop, I'm a reporter. The young lady living here . . .
Neighbor 2: She hasn't been back. In fact, if she's smart, then she's got out of this city. And you need to get out of here before dark, unless you want to run into him.
Neighbor 1: Don't listen to that nonsense. Only people scared of him, people who got reason to be.
Clark: Scared of who?
Neighbor 2: Well, there's a new kind of mean in him. He is angry. And he's hunting.
Bruce is at a boxing match, tracking Anatoli. A black boxer is struggling with his opponent. After he is knocked down, Bruce whispers something in his ear.
Man: Let's go! Come on. Throw a punch, will you? Let's go! Come on.
The black boxer gains the upper hand and knocks out his opponent. After the fight, Anatoli goes to the bar and orders a drink. Bruce joins him, setting his cellphone next to Anatoli's.
Anatoli: Thank you.
Bruce: The house treats luck like an insult.
Anatoli: Good luck for one is always his brother's misfortune.
Bruce: [speaking Russian] But all accounts are balanced in the end. [speaking English] Three nights with a Bolshoi ballerina, that line was all she tell me.
Anatoli: Not all I'm sure. Good evening.
After Anatoli leaves, Bruce looks at his cellphone, "DEVICE CLONING SUCCESSFUL."
Clark: It's like a one man reign of terror. This bat vigilante has been consistently targeting the port and the adjacent projects and tenements, and as far as I can tell the cops are actually helping him.
Perry: 'Crime Wave in Gotham'! Other breaking news: 'Water, wet.' Did you file the football yet?
Clark: Why aren't we covering this? Poor people don't buy papers?
Perry: People don't buy papers, period, Kent.
Clark: Perry, when you assign a story, you're making a choice about who matters. And who's worth it.
Perry: Good morning, Smallville. The America conscious died with Robert, Martin and John.
Lois: [enters room] Hi. No match. My guys in the crime lab, never seen one before.
Perry: It's called a bullet. You shoot people with it.
Lois: Recovered from the scene of the fire fight in the desert. Not sold anywhere commercially in the world, even black market.
Perry: So?
Lois: So, who gave prototype military rounds to tribe fighters in the Sahara?
Perry: You're the reporter, tell me.
Lois: I think the U.S. government is arming the rebels while claiming support the elected government.
Perry: The Ask, Lois.
Lois: Flight to DC tonight, a couple of days there.
Perry: Go. Coach. No extra leg room.
Lois: Economy plus.
Perry: Coach!
A moment later, Clark joins Lois.
Clark: So, why didn't you tell me? You're digging up snakes, Lo. It's kind of dangerous.
Lois: That is why I didn't tell you.
Perry: Lane, don't you have a plane to catch?
Lois: Yes, sir.
Perry: Benefit for the Library of Metropolis. Someone on the committee requested that Clark Kent cover it. Probably some old charity crone who's got a thing for nerds.
Lex: Senator. A little bourbon before lunch?
Finch: My driver's outside. I can't stay.
Lex: No bourbon? A Kentucky girl like yourself, hmm? My dad always said that Kentucky Mash was the secret to health. This was his room. I kept it just the same. Maybe one day Dad will come back if I just keep everything the same. That is silly. The magical thinking of orphan boys.
Finch: I'm blocking the import license for your mineral.
Lex: The Red Capes are coming! The Red Capes are coming! You and your hearings... galloping through the streets to warn us. One, if by land. Two, if by air. . . . . Do you know the oldest lie in America, Senator? Can I call you June?
Finch: You can call me whatever you like. Take a bucket of piss and call it Granny's Peach Tea; take a weapon of assassination and call it deterrence. You won't fool a fly or me. I'm not gonna drink it.
Lex: [looks at a picture of angels vs demons] Hey, you don't think Dad would mind, do you? If I change just one thing in this room. That should be upside down. We know better now, don't we? Devils don't come from hell beneath us. No, they come from the sky.
Bruce goes to visit his parents burial monument. He notices blood seeping from the stone plaque when suddenly a bat-like demon bursts through. Bruces wakes up in his bed, realizing it was a nightmare.
Alfred: [looking at an empty wine bottle] Oh. I hope the next generation of Waynes won't inherit an empty wine cellar. Not that there's likely to be a next generation. . . . . Thank you, sir.
Bruce: This is every call made from the Russian's phone. Two mentions of business with the "White Portuguese" and it's continuing transmitting black out data to the personal residence of Alexandra Luthor.
Alfred: So you think Lex Luthor is the "White Portuguese"? I can't see that he needs the income from imported arms.
Bruce: Regardless, I'll need to put a 'leech' in his house, and I'm going to need the suit.
Alfred: The Bat interrogated six people and came away with nothing. It was Bruce Wayne that got the information.
Bruce: Well, Bruce Wayne can't break into Lex Luthor's house.
Alfred: Bruce Wayne won't have to. He's been invited.
Later, Bruce heads to his garage to go to the fundraiser. On his way, he passes one of his older costumes on display.
Wayne arrives at the fundraiser promoted by Luthor to retrieve data from LexCorp's mainframe.
Clark: Who's that?
Party Photographer: You must be new to "let them eat cake" beat. That is Bruce Wayne.
Niky: Philanthropist. Bibliophile. True friend of the library of Metropolis. Mr. Lex Luthor.
Me? Ah, okay. Niky. You're embarrassing me.
Lex: Speech. Speech. Uh, blah blah blah. Open bar. The end. The word philanthropist comes from the Greek. Meaning a lover of humanity It was coined about, 2,500 years ago...
Bruce: All right, where am I going, Alfred?
Alfred: [on headset] Go past the elevator, do a left. That's where it must be. It's in the service corridor in the basement. Go down the stairs.
Lex: Prometheus went with us, and he ruined Zeus' plan to destroy man kind and for that, he was given a thunderbolt. Chooo! That seems unfair. On a serious note, the library of Metropolis...
Alfred: [on headset] Go to the stairs. You saw them on your way in. Down the stairs.
Lex: But, at one time, Dad could not buy them. No. My father could not afford the books, so He had to root through the garbage for yesterday's newspaper.
Alfred: [on headset] Now you got the kitchens on your right. Do a left. Right in front of you, that's where you want to be.
May I help you, Mr. Wayne?
Bruce: Uh, I just... I thought the bathroom was down here. I must have... That last Martini was... two too many, I think.
Men's room is upstairs.
Bruce: Great, I'm okay. I like those shoes. . . . . I can't stay down here, Alfred.
Alfred: [on headset] Go upstairs and socialize. Some young lady from Metropolis will make you honest. [to self] In your dreams, Alfred...
Lex: Books are knowledge and knowledge is power, and I am... no. Um, no. What am I? What was I saying? The bittersweet pain among men is having knowledge with no power because... because that is *paradoxical* and, um... thank you for coming. Please, drink, drink.
Clark: Mr. Wayne? Mr. Wayne? Clark Kent, Daily Planet.
Bruce: Oh, my foundation's already issued a statement in support of, uh, book.
Clark: Sir?
Bruce: [watching Diana Prince walk away] Wow. Pretty girl, bad habit. Don't quote me, alright?
Clark: What's your position on the bat vigilante in Gotham?
Bruce: Daily Planet. Wait, do I own this one? Or was that the other guy?
Clark: Civil liberties are being trampled on in your city; good people living in fear.
Bruce: Don't believe everything you hear, son.
Clark: I've seen it, Mr. Wayne. He thinks he's above the law.
Bruce: The Daily Planet criticizing those who think they're above the law is a little hypocritical, wouldn't you say? Considering every time your hero saves a cat out of a tree, you write a puff piece editorial about an alien who, if he wanted to, could burn the whole place down. There wouldn't be a damn thing we can do to stop it.
Clark: Most of the world doesn't share your opinion, Mr. Wayne.
Bruce: Maybe it's that Gotham City and me... we just have a bad history with freaks dressed like clowns.
Lex: Boys! Mm, Bruce Wayne meets Clark Kent. Ah, I love it! I love bringing people together! How are we? [shakes Bruce's hand] Lex. Hello. Good. [turns to Clark] Hi, hello. [shakes Clark's hand] Lex. It is a pleasure... Ow! Wow, that is a good grip! You should not pick a fight with this person. So, after all these years, we've finally got you over to Metropolis.
Bruce: Well, I thought I come drink you dry.
Lex: Well, you're welcome. You should hop the harbor more often though, I love to show you my labs. Maybe we could, be partner on something. My R&D is up to all sorts of no good.
Alfred: [on headset] That's 7 minutes. Look likes the transfer's complete.
Mr. Luthor.
Lex: Yes.
The governor.
Lex: Governor. Excuse me.
Bruce: Next time.
Lex: Governor, hi.
Governer: Lex, it's good to see you.
Overhearing Alfred's headset, Clark follows Bruce, but he is distracted by a TV announcement and leaves the party.
Reporter on TV: "... A deadly factory fire has interrupted the Day of the Dead celebration in Juarez. I can't believe they're going to let that poor girl die."
Bruce discovers his drive is missing and notices Diana nearby, watching him. He follows her, but her car exits before he can catch up. We later see Superman saving a girl and the crowd worshiping him, along with a series of other rescue scenes.
Vikram Gandhi on TV: We, as a population on this planet, have been looking for a savior. 90% of people believe in a higher power. And every religion believes in some sort messianic figure. And when this savior character actually comes to Earth, we want to make him abide by our rules? We have to understand that this is a paradigm shift.
Andrew Sullivan on TV: We have to start thinking beyond politics. Are there any moral constraints on this person? We have international law. On this Earth, every act is a political act.
Charlie Rose on TV: Is it really surprising, that the most powerful man in the world should be a figure of controversy?
Finch on TV: To have an individual engaging in the state level interventions should give us all pause.
Glen Woodburn: Human beings have a horrible track record of following people with great power, down paths that lead to huge human monstrosities. We have always created icons in our own image. What we've done is we project ourselves on to him. The fact is, maybe he's not some sort of devil or Jesus character. Maybe hes just a guy trying to do the right thing.
Neil deGrasse Tyson on TV: We're talking about a being whose very existence challenges our own sense of priority in the universe. And you go back to Copernicus where he restored the sun in the center of the known universe, displacing Earth. And you get to Darwinian evolution and you find out we're not special on this earth. We're just one among other lifeforms. And now we learn that we're not even special in the entire universe because there is Superman. There he is, an alien among us. We're not alone.
Charlie Rose on TV: Are you, as a United State Senator, personally comfortable saying to a grieving parent, "Superman could've saved your child, but on principle we did not want him to act."
Finch on TV: I'm not saying he shouldn't act. I'm saying he shouldn't act unilaterally.
Charlie Rose on TV: What are we talking about here then? Must there be a Superman?
Finch on TV: There is.
Clark has been watching all these TV reports and calls his mother.
Martha: Hello.
Clark: Mom.
Martha: Clark! What is it? What's wrong?
Clark: No, nothing. I just . . . . Hi.
Martha: Hi.
Clark: How come dad never left Kansas?
Martha: Well, he just . . . You know how he was. "What do I need to travel for. I'm already there."
Clark: Just wish it was more simple.
Martha: My baby boy. Nothing was ever simple.
Jenet: An odd little duck. Hmm, I never seen a metal like this. Could be DARPA black box.
Lois: Who could find out?
Jenet: Nobody who'd want to. Maybe they gave them out to the rebels to test in theater.
Lois: Using live soldiers as guinea pigs?
Jenet: This what makes you such good reporter. Stuff like this still shocks you.
At the Daily Planet, Clark is researching articles on Batman. Article titles, "For Gotham City Inmates, Bat-Brand is a Death Sentence," and "Batman acting as judge, jury, executioner."
We cut to Santos at the Blackgate Penitentiary, who was branded earlier in the story.
Santos: It don't come off!
Cop 1: Prisoner transfer!
Santos: You can't put me in general, man. They gonna kill me. Hey you can't bring me to general.
Cop 2: You should be thanking the tax payers of Metropolis for taking in your branded ass.
Cop 1: Sign here, please.
Cop 2: He's only a criminal.
Santos: I'm marked, man. You know what they do to people with this on them?
Cop 1: This way! Let's go!
Santos: They gonna kill me!
Guard: Keefe, you made bail. Open Two.
Wallace: Who paid?
Wallace returns home and finds Lex there with a brand new wheelchair.
Wallace: Who the hell are you?
Lex: Just a man.
Wallace: Yeah? Well, what the fuck do you want?
Lex: To help you stand for something.
Finch's Assistant: Your 3 o'clock's here.
Wallace: He made me half a man. My wife walked out on me. I can't even piss standing up. Let me face him.
Anatoli is talking to a large bald prisoner in a prison phone booth.
Anatoli: You'll take care of it? . . . Good.
Santos is escorted out to the prison general area.
Santos: What?
The large bad prisoner stabs Santos several times with a shank.
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