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"The Man of Steel, guión del cómic de 1998".
11:45 horas. 05 de Junio de 2012
Publicado por Alberto Angulo Morales
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Smallvillechronicles-spain os presenta el guión original del cómic "The Man of Steel" publicado en 1998. Aquí os dejo la segunda parte del guión.
."GUIÓN ORIGINAL DE "THE MAN OF STEEL (1998)"
Historia: Alex Ford y J. Ellison
Guión: Alex Ford
Basado sobre Superman, creado por Jerry Siegel y Joe Shuster y publicado en DC Comics el 09 de Abril de 1998.
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INT. CITY HALL PRESS ROOM
CLARK scurries around the corner past employees. An elevator being repaired and the doors are wedged open. Two REPAIRMEN are working on the doors. CLARK moves to the elevator in a blur. Both REPAIRMEN turn away as the blur moves between them and drops down the darkened shaft.
The two REPAIRMEN turn and look at each other and then go about the business.
INT. ELEVATOR SHAFT
CLARK freefalls down the shaft, his body a perfectly rigid form. His tie wisps above his head and his hair flips in the breeze as he plummets several stories. His eyes are closed enjoying the moment. The camera CLOSES IN on his chest.
His hands gently take the edges of his buttoned shirt and TEAR THEM APART REVEALING THE RED AND YELLOW "S" SHIELD ON BLUE THAT FILLS HIS CHEST.
INT. CITY HALL ELEVATOR SHAFT
The Lobby elevator is opened and marked off with "OUT OF ORDER" signs.
SUPERMAN flies out of the shaft and through the lobby. Someone enters and SUPERMAN meets the open door perfectly and flies out.
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EXT. SECOND MONORAIL
A SECOND MONORAIL is unaware another has lost control and not switched tracks. They are heading directly toward each other.
EXT. TRACKS FROM OVERHEAD
SUPERMAN swerves into view and catches up with RUNAWAY MONORAIL.
INT. RUNAWAY MONORAIL
From inside, PASSENGERS look and point at SUPERMAN flying overhead.
EXT. RUNAWAY MONORAIL
SUPERMAN flies in front of the monorail, places himself AGAINST the front car and pushes in an attempt to slow it down in vain. The MONORAIL CONDUCTOR can see SUPERMAN through the window.
MONORAIL CONDUCTOR
Come on, Superman! You can do it!
The second monorail is gaining. SUPERMAN uses his telescopic vision and can see the other MONORAIL miles away closing in.
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INT. SECOND MONORAIL
CONDUCTOR is on the radio.
CONDUCTOR
WHAT!
He throws a series of switches stopping the monorail. Passengers are thrown about as it halts.
CUT TO:
EXT. RUNAWAY MONORAIL
The RUNAWAY MONORAIL is within immediate distance.
CLOSE on SUPERMAN's face, which is tightened and strained.
The MONORAIL frame begins to cave in making an indention with SUPERMAN at its center.
CLOSE on SUPERMAN's face, which is contorted…
The noise stops.
All is silent.
CAMERA pans back from SUPERMAN's face and reveals a halted MONORAIL with his body pressed against it. He looks like a child in front of a semi compared to the train. CAMERA pans further revealing the SECOND MONORAIL maybe two feet in front of him.
The CONDUCTORS stare at him in disbelief.
CONDUCTOR
Wait till my wife hears this one.
CAMERA moves along side the distance of the RUNAWAY showing the relieved passengers through the windows and finally coming to the end of the train revealing the STRANGER holding the back end. From a back window, people inside the train have been watching him.
The STRANGER lets go and steps out onto the platform tired and worn. This is the first time we fully see him in light. His is huge and bald with a goatee and dressed in black. In the distance, SUPERMAN staggers out from the train.
SUPERMAN and the STRANGER's eyes meet. The train doors open and people flood out.
CUT TO:
TELEVISION INTERVIEWS
All taken from witnesses to the day's events and all in different places.
SCHOOL GIRL
(nervous)
Then the bus flipped over and we all fell and the train was coming but somebody pushed us out the way and he was big and strong and big and he pushed us off the tracks.
COP
I don't know where he came from but he grabbed that guy and tosses him through the window into traffic like he was nothing. He made him apologize to Leah but I don't know, I might have let the guy get hit by that truck.
MONORAIL CONDUCTOR
I've seen Superman in action but he looked different today. Like he wasn't all there.
The interviews are part of:
NEWSCAST: ACTION COMMENTS FEATURINGSUPERMAN
The show is a daily broadcast with a special segment every day on SUPERMAN's daily exploits. The logo in the background is made of slanted letters that appear to be flying off the screen.
The host is ANGELA CHEN.
ANGELA
Metallo. Who is he? What is he? Where did he come from? In the past twenty-four hours, he's been responsible for six different rescues and stopping three crimes in progress. With rumors of Superman's abilities waning, could his timing be better?
Here to address the issue of Superman's abilities and limitations is STAR Labs' Chief Science expert, Nobel Prize winner and personal friend of Superman, Professor Emil HAMILTON.
PROFESSOR HAMILTON is a man in his early fifties with glasses; gray hair and a matching beard.
ANGELA
Professor HAMILTON, how accurate are the reports of an "injured" Superman?
HAMILTON
Since Superman's potential and the origin of his abilities are unknown to us, there is no sure way to tell to what extent he's suffering, if he’s suffering at all.
ANGELA
So you will agree Superman is not the Man Of Tomorrow he was last month.
HAMILTON
I have done more tests on Superman than anyone else has on Earth but the duration of time it took for his powers to deteriorate to their current state, only he knows. I can only imagine the effect having such power and then suddenly have it dissipate…
HOST gets a message from her earpiece.
ANGELA
(interrupting)
Hold on. We have a report Metallo just stopped a jewel heist in the downtown financial district. We have a camera there now. Let's see if we can go live.
A window appears with a scene of overturned cars on fire and several other wrecked vehicles.
ANGELA
Folks, I'm not sure what we're looking at here. There appears to be some fire and property damage.
The JERKY CAMERA pans catching METALLO hoisting a THUG in each hand in the air and into the back of a POLICE van.
ANGELA
Wait! There's Metallo.
CAMERA gets closer.
ANGELA
Metallo!
He turns.
ANGELA
This is Angela Chen with Action Comments. Can we have a few words?
METALLO
Sure.
Despite his massive intimidating size and almost threatening appearance, METALLO speaks very articulately and is well-mannered. He is a paradox of himself.
ANGELA
You're abilities obviously dwarf the rest of us. Can you tell us how you became Metallo?
METALLO
I wish I could but most of it’s a blur to me. I remember being in a car accident and rescued by someone on the outskirts of the city. I was almost dead and this man, a scientist, saved my life. Unfortunately the scientist died soon after so there is a lot that's unexplained even to me. I’m not sure what he did to me but I’m just glad to be alive. I feel better now than I ever have.
ANGELA
The talk of the town is that if you hadn't assisted Superman with the monorail, hundreds could have died and possibly Superman. Do you believe Superman is weakening?
METALLO
Stopping that train wasn't easy. I know. Maybe there are some jobs that require more than Superman.
ANGELA
Is that your way of saying you plan on replacing Metropolis' Marvel?
METALLO
Definitely not. Superman is a hero to me as he is everyone in Metropolis, if not the world. Look, Metropolis is a big town. There are eleven million people here and I think there is more than enough room for the both of us. I bet the guy could use a vacation.
Forced laughter from CHEN.
METALLO
Now if you don't mind, I'd like to make sure these guys get taken off and I still have to clean up this mess.
ANGELA
Thanks for your time. We have a CALLER. CALLER you're on the air with Professor HAMILTON.
CALLER (VO)
(very inarticulate)
I seen Sooperman in action and I don't believe you guys is writin' his death certificate already and puttin' that Metallo guy on yer shoulders. The guy didn't catch a train for Pete's sake! He's always been there when it mattered. Maybe the guy didn't get enough sleep or he's got some kinda twenty-five hour bug or somethin'.
ANGELA
(confused)
Oh-kay. We have another CALLER with an opposing view.
Go CALLER.
LUTHOR (VO)
You really must develop a better screening process.
ANGELA
Is this Lex Luthor?
LUTHOR (VO)
Yes it is.
ANGELA
What an unexpected pleasure. Metropolis' favorite entrepreneur. Can I call you Lex?
LUTHOR (VO)
No.
(Beat)
I agree with Metallo. There is room in Metropolis for two heroes. I think underestimating Metallo may be a grave mistake. To put so much trust in one person can only be dangerous. At least we know Metallo is human unlike Superman who hides his origin. Exactly what do we know about Superman in the few years he's been here.
CALLER (VO)
I know he can kick your bald ass clear to Otisburg--
LUTHOR (VO)
(confused)
Otisburg?
CALLER (VO)
Yeah you—
LUTHOR (VO)
Otisburg?
CALLER (VO)
Tell you what Luther…
LUTHOR (VO)
Lu-thor.
CALLER (VO)
Dumbass! Why don't you come out of that fancy glass house and you and me can do a little one on one in yer front yard or ain't you got the rocks?
ANGELA
Okay, I think that will be enough and we'll be back after this commercial break.
INT. DAILY PLANET
Several staffers are gathered around the wall-mounted television and break up when the LEXAIR commercial starts. In the background, CLARK is at his desk handwriting a letter. LOIS is seated across from him. JIMMY approaches.
JIMMY
Did you see Metallo on the news? Man, is he something or what?
(looking over LOIS' shoulder and pointing)
There’s a "k" in "panicked."
LOIS smacks his hand… HARD. CLARK sneezes. LOIS instinctively hands him a box of tissue.
CLARK
Thank you.
CLARK reaches for the box and LOIS draws it back.
LOIS
What was that?
JIMMY
(slightly confused)
Mister Kent sneezed.
LOIS
Are you sick, Smallville?
CLARK
A little under the weather. Probably something going around.
LOIS
In June?
She hands him the box.
LOIS
I’ve never seen you sick, Clark. I thought they built all you country boys big and strong.
JIMMY
That’s true, Mister Kent. Wow. You're quick, Miss Lane.
LOIS
I'm a reporter, Jimmy. I notice things.
CAT GRANT shouts from her desk on the other side of the room.
CAT
HAS ANYBODY NOTICED IF METALLO IS WEARING A WEDDING RING?
CLARK
I haven’t been feeling well. I'm probably best I go home and get some rest.
CAT approaches. CLARK puts his letter in an envelope and hands it to JIMMY.
CLARK
Jimmy, could you take this down to the mail room.
JIMMY
Sure thing, Mister Kent.
CAT takes it from JIMMY.
CAT
Lana Lang?
LOIS
A letter? Let me guess your pigeons haven't come back yet? You know, with emails, faxes and if you really want to be a Neanderthal you could always use the telephone.
CAT
I think it's sweet. I can't remember when the last time somebody wrote something for me. Why can't I meet a nice guy?
JIMMY
Didn't Bruce Wayne serve you with a restraining order?
CAT
That was four years ago and I am feeling much better now, thank you.
(Beat)
Any good dirt I should know about, Clark?
LOIS
Kent doesn't have any dirt. He's going to go home and make some soup from a Kent recipe that's been in the family for six generations and huddle down with a quilt and Frank Capra movie that would make me wretch. Aren't you, Kent?
CLARK
Seven generations.
JIMMY
I thought you had visitors tonight, Mister Kent. Isn't that why you're letting Miss Lane interview Mayor Berkowicz?
INT. DAILY PLANET LOBBY
A statuesque WOMAN (#2) dressed in a long skirt and conservative blouse enters. Her body is that of an athlete. Her legs are to die for. Her skin's like porcelain and her thick jet black wavy hair cascades down her shoulders to the middle of her back.
She approaches the RECEPTIONIST (#3) who looks up, startled.
RECEPTIONIST #3
(startled)
Can I help you?
WOMAN #2
I'm here to see Clark Kent.
A man walks by in the background staring at her.
QUICK CUT TO:
INT. CITY ROOM
CAT
Hmmmm. More Kansas farm boys?
LOIS
Cat likes 'em big. It must be all the corn.
QUICK CUT TO:
INT. OPENING HALLWAY - OPENINGELEVATOR
The doors open. Everyone in the elevator is at shoulder height to mystery woman. She exits and they stare. As she walks down the hall and a man carrying a computer monitor sees her, drops it, and it shatters on the floor.
QUICK CUT TO:
INT. CITY ROOM
PERRY WHITE sticks his face out of his office.
PERRY
(loud)
KENT!
CLARK gets up and heads for PERRY's office.
CAT
Why are you so hard on Clark, Lois?
RON
She's jealous because she's LOIS LANE: ACE REPORTER and the story of the century, the coming of SUPERMAN, was swooped right out from underneath her while she was there; by the new guy, the country guy. The nobody who went to college at Hicksville University in Kansas. The nobody who never had a professional gig in his life and not only does he manage to sneak a story pass the great and powerful Lois Lane, he manages to win a Carlin Award in the process…
(slowly)
On his first… time… out.
(Beat, to LOIS)
Green doesn't become you, Lois.
QUICK CUT TO:
INT. DAILY PLANET SECURITY BOOTH
The WOMAN's image is on a wall of monitors. Five GUARDS are watching her. One signals and two more join them.
QUICK CUT TO:
INT. CITY ROOM
LOIS
(Rant)
You want to know what it is? This guy is a Boy Scout. He doesn't smoke. He doesn't drink. He doesn't swear. He calls his parents everyday. If I had to talk to my father everyday I'd kill myself. He's honest. He's trustworthy. He's moral. Every friend he's got he's had since high school and that just isn't normal. The guy says grace before his meals, eats his vegetables first and drinks milk. And that ridiculous hat! Who wears a fedora?
(Beat)
For Christ's sake, has anyone ever seen him use the bathroom?
They stare at her like she's a madwoman.
JIMMY
I saw him help old lady Hayworth across the street to Berardo's Delicatessen yesterday.
LOIS
That is exactly what I mean. Everybody knows old lady Hayworth is a cranky bitch.
(Searching for words)
He's like some kind of by-the-book moral, excellent worker, great writer, seven-year-old in the body of a linebacker virgin.
RON
That's it. You're crazy. I hope your medical is paid for.
LOIS
(Standing to exit)
No. There is something else to this guy. Things about him we couldn't imagine. Nobody eats that much apple pie. I can't put my finger on it but you'll know when I do. Kent is full of surprises.
She turns and is eye level at the chest of the mystery WOMAN. CAMERA cuts to a FULL SHOT of the both of them and the woman (5'11" wearing four inch heels) towering over the 5'7" LOIS.
WOMAN #2
I was told I could find Clark Kent here.
The WOMAN speaks in a very distinct accent (similar to Greek). Everyone is speechless.
WOMAN #2
Clark Kent. He's a reporter.
More staring.
WOMAN #2
This is the City Room, isn't it?
PERRY's door open and he and CLARK exit. CLARK sees his guest.
CLARK
(Excited)
Diana!
He hugs her. LOIS stares at them both in disbelief.
WOMAN #2 from here on will be known as DIANA.
DIANA
I thought I was in the wrong place.
CLARK
Did you have any trouble getting into town?
DIANA
I'm okay. I have a pretty good sense of direction.
CLARK
(To everyone)
Everyone, this is an old friend, Diana.
(Introductions)
This is Ron Troupe. Cat Grant our society columnist. Jimmy Olsen our favorite photographer. And this is Lois Lane.
DIANA
Clark's told me a lot about you, Miss Lane.
LOIS
Oh really…
CLARK
Let me get my things and we can go. Have a seat.
CLARK leaves and DIANA sits in his chair. Everyone hovers around her.
LOIS
So Diana…?
DIANA
Just… Diana.
LOIS
What is it you do?
DIANA
I'm an ancient history liaison for Marston University in Boston.
LOIS
Is that so?
DIANA
Mostly Greek history and cultures.
LOIS
Are you from Smallville?
DIANA
(Laughing, leans and whispers)
Do I look like I'm from Smallville?
CLARK returns.
CLARK
I'm ready.
DIANA gets up and joins him.
DIANA
It was a pleasure meeting you all.
RON
Likewise.
CLARK and DIANA exit. PERRY enters in time to see them leaving.
PERRY
Geez, where did Kent find the Amazon?
CUT TO:
INT. CLARK'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
The apartment decor is simple. Lots of photos and mementos from home, high school football trophies and journalism awards.
DIANA's looking at the wall of pictures.
DIANA
This one is new.
clark (OS)
(From the kitchen he looks up at a wall and answers)
That's my parents and Lana last Christmas.
DIANA
They're such good people.
DIANA gently runs her finger over the image of PA KENT with envy.
DIANA
You know they sent me a Christmas card.
CLARK
(Embarrassed)
I told them you didn't celebrate Christmas. You should send them a card when Zeus' birthday comes.
DIANA
I don't think Hallmark makes a card for that.
CLARK steps out from the kitchen with a picnic basket.
CLARK
Ready?
DIANA
Where are we going?
CLARK
A little place I know outside the city.
CUT TO:
EXT. GRASSY PLAINS - NIGHT
CLARK and DIANA are sitting on a large blanket eating by the dim light of a lantern. Although we can't see the background, they seem to be in the middle of nowhere with a starlit sky.
DIANA
Everyone misses you, Clark.
CLARK
(Distant)
Really? That means a lot to me.
DIANA
You seem distant. What's troubling you, Clark?
CLARK
That train. I've caught planes in midair. I should have been able to stop that. If Metallo hadn't been there those people would have died.
DIANA
But they didn't. Be glad he was there.
CLARK
It's weird because I felt fine before I got there and then I just felt so tired.
DIANA
(Comforting)
It's okay.
CLARK
(Worried)
It's not okay. I don't get sick. Do you have any idea what it takes to make me tired?
(Beat)
There was a minute where I thought I was going to die with those people.
DIANA's face turns serious.
CLARK
Have you ever thought you were going to die?
DIANA
(Uneasy at the idea)
I, I've never considered it.
CLARK
Me neither. I swear I was going to get crushed between those trains. There was a minute, not even, a fraction of a second, where something inside told me to get out the way.
DIANA
Clark…
CLARK
And then in a split second I justified it thinking if I saved myself and let those few hundred people die how many more could I save in my lifetime? A few thousand? Tens of thousands? Would letting a few hundred people die be worth saving a few million in the end?
DIANA
But you could never do that. Do you think you could just let some asteroid drop into the middle of downtown and whatever happens, happens.
(Beat)
That's not like you. I know it's a lot of pressure but you raise the standard. Hal doesn't tell anybody but I can tell he tries to run the League like you would. People strive to be like you and that's a good thing.
CLARK
I'm afraid one day I'm going to fail them.
DIANA
And one day you might. But you can't live in fear of that. One day we both might die but it isn't how you die that's important… it's how you lived.
There is a long silence.
CLARK
It's nice to have someone who understands.
DIANA
Anytime, Clark. Anytime.
CLARK
This is a really nice spot. I always wondered why it's here.
DIANA
Do you really want to know?
CLARK
Nah.
The CAMERA pans out and reveals they are sitting in the center of STONEHENGE.
CUT TO:
INT. METROPOLIS NUCLEAR FACILITY- CORE MONITORING STATION
A TECH is seated behind a large panel of gauges, lights and switches. His feet are propped up on another chair and he's leaning backwards in his chair reading copy of NEWSTIME. Several SUPERVISORS walk past the glass booth and one knocks to get his attention.
SUPERVISOR
(Through the glass)
Don't fall asleep in there, Thomas.
TECH nods his head in acknowledgment and goes back to his reading.
SUPERVISOR #1
(To SUPERVISOR #2)
He is such a bookworm.
CAMERA pans behind him and we see the PLAYBOY hidden behind the NEWSTIME.
A siren starts to wail. On the panel, lights flare on and off.
TECH drops the magazines. He pulls two massive books from underneath the desk and flops them open reviewing procedures. The SUPERVISORS burst in immediately taking positions on the board and making phone calls.
SUPERVISOR #1
What the hell happened?!
TECH
We have a core breach in sectors seventeen, five, sixty-six, seventy-five and forty-three.
SUPERVISOR #2
Barrier fifteen will reach maximum potential in three minutes. Reserve shields are in place.
SUPERVISOR #3
(Holding a telephone)
It's Damage Control. They want to know can you contain it?
Extremely long beat.
SUPERVISOR #1
Sound 'em off.
CUT TO:
EXT. SUICIDE SLUM - AFTER MIDNIGHT
Suicide Slum Metropolis' only ghetto and bigger than some towns. The buildings are run down tenements with barred windows. The cars are old and decrepit with exception if the occasional gangsta ride that people cross the street to avoid. Unless you can protect yourself, you don't walk here at night.
On a corner, dozens of youths are hanging out when the sirens begin to wail. They echo through the night like air raid sirens from World War II.
One by one, everything stops. Cars stop moving. Music stops playing. People stop talking. People sleeping wake and look out their windows to see the commotion. Everyone already outside walks to the center of the street where they can get a clear view of the nuclear power plant visible in the distance at the edge of the slum.
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INT. CLARK KENT'S APARTMENT
CLARK, shirtless and in sweatpants, is sleeping alone. In the back of his head, he can hear muffled voices. His eyes flutter beneath his closed lids until the voice becomes clear:
VOICE (OS)
--has ruptured and reached threatening levels in the Suicide Slum borough of Metropolis—
CLARK shoots upright and darts into the living room where the CAMERA centers in on a television tuned to Metropolis' 24 hour news network WGBS. The volume is almost inaudible making the ANCHOR appear to be moving her lips without sound. As the CAMERA pans back out, CLARK's pajamas are on the floor where he was standing. In the background there is an open window with curtains waving from the night air.
CUT TO:
EXT. SUICICE SLUM - NIGHT
Panic in the streets as people try to evacuate the area. Cars are gridlocked and the monorails overrun as people force themselves inside pressing the already overcrowded cars tighter. A small RIOT has broken out with people looting while others are trying to escape the slum.
In a blur, SUPERMAN passes overhead straight for the power plant. People stop in their tracks behave themselves reminded there will be consequences for their actions.
INT. POWER PLANT
Employees are fleeing when SUPERMAN flies through the open doors and over the evacuees. He hits the corners at top speed making virtual 90 degree turns.
INT. CORE MONIORING STATION
SUPERMAN appears in a room full of harried MEN in radiation containment suits trying unsuccessfully to control the problem.
SUPERMAN
Gentlemen…
SUPERVISOR #3
Thank God, you're here, Superman. We've lost control of the fail-safes and the core is ruptured. We'll reach a red zone in less than ten minutes.
SUPERMAN
What do you need me to do?
SUPERVISOR #1
The core functions with Uranium 238 rods surrounded with water--
SUPERMAN
--Creating steam which powers turbines creating the electricity.
(Beat)
I really haven't got time for the science lesson.
SUPERVISOR #1
(Stunned)
The containment systems and backup systems have gone off-line.
SUPERMAN
How old is this plant?
SUPERVISOR #1
It was built in 1984.
SUPERMAN
Then I assume you're using Barium and lead shielding to contain the radiation?
SUPERVISOR #1
Yes. If you can manually force the fail-safe shields back into place we can control the rupture from here. If not, radioactive steam forces the chamber to depressurize and there are going to be a lot of dead people in this city.
SUPERMAN
Not tonight.
(Leaving)
Yell when the shields are in place. I'll be listing for you.
INT. NUCLEAR CORE
SUPERMAN enters the core and begins to push the shields into place.
INT. CORE MONITORING STATION
The men are watching his progress on a series of monitors. One of the graphics representing a shield slides into place.
SUPERVISOR #3
He's doing it!
SUPERVISOR #1
This is amazing! Nobody can survive that much radiation!
SUPERVISOR #3
Come on. Come on.
A few more lights go positive on the monitor and one gets halfway into place and stops.
SUPERVISOR #2
What happened?
SUPERVISOR #1
Maybe the radiation got to him?
SUPERVISOR #2
No. The computer must be malfunctioning from the heat.
SUPERVISOR #3
That's not possible.
SUPERVISOR #3 panics and hits the panels and nothing changes.
There is a long silence and nothing. Suddenly the monitors show the panels being slid into place.
The men cheer. The computer returns to its normal mode. The disaster averted.
CUT TO:
EXT. SUICIDE SLUM STREET - NIGHT
The sirens stop and people begin to cheer and shout SUPERMAN's name and praises.
CUT TO:
INT. NUCLEAR CORE ENTRANCE
The three MEN rush to the entrance and two of them pull the vault-like door open as a figure steps from the core.
SUPERVISOR
Thank God, Superm—
SUPERVISOR stops in mid-sentence. The figure steps into the light and it's METALLO. In his arms is SUPERMAN. His face pale and body limp. His uniform is darkened and tattered.
FADE TO BLACK:
VARIOUS TELECASTS
There is a slow fade in from black with voices becoming clear before the image. The following series of telecasts blend into each other between scenes of them being watched by people worldwide.
ANCHOR #1
… conflicting reports from around the globe…
A couple watching TV in the morning. The WIFE stops in the middle of making breakfast to listen.
ANCHOR #2
… of a near-nuclear meltdown in Metropolis…
Crowds of people gather in an airport around a television.
ANCHOR #3
… at 3am this morning…
Inmates at Blackgate Maximum Security Prison are quiet in the cafeteria…
ANCHOR #4
… sources are unable to clarify the cause of the accident…
Generals gathered at the Pentagon watching of massive screens. Astronauts in the space shuttle listen.
ANCHOR #5
… but what is known at this time is Superman appeared…
A young red-haired woman with glasses in a wheelchair behind a several dozen computer monitors in a state-of-the-art information center.
ANCHOR #6
… and attempted to shut down the reactor…
Children watching televisions in classrooms.
ANCHOR #7
… other details are sketchy…
ANGELA CHEN and the other members of the WGBS television station.
ANCHOR #8
… some stating Superman was unable to contain the leakage…
GUARDS and DOCTORS at Arkham Asylum.
ANCHOR #9
… and was assisted by Metallo, another hero who appeared in Metropolis several weeks ago…
METROPOLIS MAYOR FRANK BERKOWICZ and DEPUTY MAYOR MICHAEL WALKER.
ANCHOR #1
… and has since built a very loyal following…
PERRY WHITE and other members of the DAILY PLANET listen.
ANCHOR #11
… among these rumors are Metallo rescued a fallen Superman from the destructive core…
LEX LUTHOR in his bedroom with a marvelous view of the city. In the bed is one of his various BIMBOS filing her nails while LUTHOR concentrates on the telecast from wall of televisions which combine making a single image.
ANCHOR #12
…and another disturbing piece, that we would like to stress has not been confirmed or denied is…
MA and PA KENT holding each other's hands, each filled with dread.
ANCHOR #13
…Superman is dead.
SLOW FADE TO BLACK AND THEN SNAP TO:
INT. STAR LABS
PROFESSOR EMIL HAMILTON is barely awake. He's been working non-stop and it's taken its toll on him. In the background is an EKG machine with an extremely slow heartbeat. The pattern skips a beat and catches the next one. The pattern quickens and becomes irregular.
HAMILTON looks up. He grabs the telephone.
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WGBS NEWSCAST
ANCHOR #14
(Listening to his earpiece)
… wait, wait. This just in. SUPERMAN IS ALIVE! I REPEAT, SUPERMAN IS ALIVE! REPORTS OF HIS DEATH HAVE BEEN EXAGGERATED. SUPERMAN IS ALIVE!
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VARIOUS SHOTS
PEOPLE in the previous scenes REJOICE, as do people worldwide…
Except LUTHOR who fumes while he can hear his employees cheering in the halls.
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INT. STAR LABS
SUPERMAN sits upright and peels the monitoring tabs from his body. HAMILTON rushes to his side.
SUPERMAN
(Very weak)
How did I get here?
HAMILTON
They took you to the hospital and broke six needles trying to get a blood sample. They gave up and brought you to me.
SUPERMAN
Are the people safe?
HAMILTON
Everyone is fine. Metallo shut the reactor down and saved you.
SUPERMAN gives him a look of surprise and disgust that he failed at the same time.
SUPERMAN
I have to get out of here.
HAMILTON
Superman, you're very weak. I'd like to run some more tests.
SUPERMAN
I'm sorry, Professor, but I haven't got time for that.
SUPERMAN staggers across the room and exits. People stare as he exits the elevator, a shadow of his former self, and exits the front door.
EXT. STAR LABS - DAY
SUPERMAN moves across the pavement, lifts his hands in the air and gently rises into the sky. His movements are concentrated and not fluid. He is like someone sick trying to accomplish basic tasks.
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INT. SMALLVILLE, KANSAS - LANALANG'S HOME
LANA is watching the news with her feet curled beneath her and clutching a pillow.
A tap at the balcony window startles her. Outside is SUPERMAN, hovering in the air. He looks much better than he did earlier. LANA tosses balcony window open and leaps out into SUPERMAN's arms with no concern for her safety. He holds her thirty feet above the grassy lawn.
LANA
They said you were dead.
SUPERMAN
I'm not.
Gently he floats to the balcony and carries her inside.
SUPERMAN
Lana, may I stay here with you for awhile?
LANA
Sure, Clark. Is everything all right?
SUPERMAN
I just need some time away.
LANA
I'm so glad you came.
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MAYORAL TELECAST
Members of the press are gathered. DEPUTY MAYOR MICHAEL WALKER steps up to the podium.
WALKER
Ladies and gentlemen, MAYOR Frank Berkowicz.
MAYOR FRANK BERKOWICZ takes his place.
BERKOWICZ
I appreciate your coming on such short notice. I will try to make this brief. These are the facts: This morning, there was an unidentified malfunction at the Shuster Nuclear Facility. Attempting to stop a possible meltdown, Superman was rendered unconscious. The state of his condition was not known then and is still unclear. Metallo rescued Superman from the nuclear core of the facility and possible death.
(Beat)
For that we are all grateful. At this time I would like to extend my personal gratitude, as well as that of the great city of Metropolis, to Metallo, for averting disaster and saving our friend.
Double doors in the back of the conference room swing open and METALLO strides down the aisle to the podium. Cameras barrage him with flashes. He shakes the MAYOR’s hand and steps behind the podium for a few words.
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INT. LANA LANG'S HOME (SMALLVILLEKS)
CLARK and LANA are sitting on the sofa watching the broadcast. CLARK is dressed in his normal clothes sans glasses.
CLARK
I feel so… incompetent.
LANA
Maybe you should stay here… with me.
The telephone rings and LANA answers it.
LANA
(On phone)
Hello. Yes, I was watching it just now.
She mouths "It's your mother," to CLARK. He motions not to let her know he's there.
LANA
(On phone)
Sure, Mrs Kent. I don't know either. Well, you know I will. Okay, give Mr Kent my best. Bye.
(Hangs up phone)
Arrggghhhh! I hate lying to your mother. I feel so guilty.
CLARK
She knows what happened. If she knows I'm here she's not going to want me to go back.
LANA
(Disappointed)
So I guess this means you aren't staying?
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NEWS BROADCAST "ACTION COMMENTSFEATURING SUPERMAN"
CLOSE on ANGELA CHEN, the host.
ANGELA
Welcome to a special edition of Action Comments. I'm your host, Angela Chen. With the near-disaster that took place several days ago, a debate has emerged regarding Metropolis' questionable power source. Our special guest for the hour is Metropolis' other favorite son, millionaire industrialist Lex Luthor.
The CAMERA snaps to a TWO SHOT putting an insulted LUTHOR in the frame.
LUTHOR
Billionaire.
ANGELA
(Embarrassed)
Oh, I'm sorry.
LUTHOR
A common error.
ANGELA
I would like to give a special thanks to Mister Luthor who not only agreed to this interview, but also permitted us to telecast from one of his soundstages in the LexCorp building.
LUTHOR
I would have been happy to join you downtown but in light of recent (ah-hem) incidents, one can never be too careful.
ANGELA
It's our pleasure, Mister Luthor.
(Beat)
Now it's your opinion this whole incident could have been avoided.
LUTHOR
Several months ago my engineers at LexCorp developed a revolutionary energy source. This source is able to produce the same results as a nuclear facility without the ugly side effects the citizens of Metropolis came so close to experiencing first hand.
ANGELA
Without the chance of a hazardous leak?
LUTHOR
None whatsoever. Our energy source is devised by splitting atomic particles and then harnessing that energy.
ANGELA
Nevertheless, if you have eliminated the radioactive side effect, then you aren't splitting uranium or any other radioactive element.
LUTHOR
Precisely.
ANGELA
Then what are you splitting?
LUTHOR
Now Angela, if I had a dime for every time someone asked me how I did something I'd be a millionaire.
ANGELA
But you are a billionaire.
LUTHOR
You catch on quick.
ANGELA
(Reaching to the side and getting a report)
This is a report from the Metropolis Energy Commission in which they reviewed your proposal. They objected to your not allowing the energy source to be tested by an outside safety committee or revealing the source of the energy.
LUTHOR
Angela, you don't look into the face of God and ask him how he makes air. You should just be glad it's there.
(Beat)
Let it be known there were only two people on that panel that oppose me and refused to move into the twenty first century.
ANGELA
Then there is an issue of price. This energy would cost the citizens of Metropolis three times what they are currently being charged. Do you think this is fair?
LUTHOR
Things cost money. Power plants cost money. Research costs money. Skilled EMPLOYEEs cost money. Your children's safety costs money. People will say it's a lot of money but I can guarantee the people at Love Canal, Three Mile Island and Chernobyl wish they had that option. In fact, I bet there are people in Suicide Slum tonight that would pay for that option.
ANGELA
But aren't you afraid people will look at this as a case of the rich getting richer? Don't you have a duty as a human being to—
LUTHOR
I want the best for my city, Miss Chen. I'm a business man, let Simon Carr and Ted Kord be philanthropists and humanitarians.
I have always thought Metropolis was on the forefront of technology and many of those advancements come from LexCorp.
They don't call Metropolis "America's City" for nothing. We are not the standard and never should accept that position. We are the example and if my beloved city refuses to look at the future because of a few extra pennies, then I think it's a sad day in Metropolis. How many more meltdowns do we have to incur before we realize safety is our responsibility and not that of some stranger in his underwear.
ANGELA
Whoa! That almost sounded like an attack on Superman.
LUTHOR
Let me just thank God for Metallo because without him there would be a few hundred thousand dead people MAYOR Berkowicz would have to account for.
ANGELA
Well, in an opinion poll taken this afternoon, citizens were asked who they would depend on in a crisis and an overwhelming eighty-two percent still said they would side with Superman. I think it may be a little premat--
S M A S H!
The image, revealed to be on a television, dies. Inside the cracked screen is an empty liquor bottle.
METALLO (OS)
WHAT THE HELL?!
METALLO is on a huge sofa with five scantily clad BIMBOS trying to caress a piece of him. The furnishings in the massive room reek of money. The wall-sized windows overlook the nightlit city. Along the floor are liquor bottles and empty plates where METALLO has been treated like a king.
His demeanor is 180 degrees different than what it was earlier. He is loud, thuggish and belligerent.
BIMBO #1
Oh John, what did you have to go and do that for? That's the third set this week.
METALLO
I can't stand this crap! Everywhere I go it's Superman save me and Superman you're my hero! How many people do I have to save?! How much of this do I have to put up with?!
BIMBO #1 can be heard in the background ordering a new television.
BIMBO #2
I don't know what that Chen girl likes but I think you're so much sexier than Superman. Capes are so out this year. Besides, everybody knows nice boys finish last, and more importantly, are so bo-ring.
BIMBO #3
Come on, John. Let's go in the back and we can take your mind of things.
She nuzzles his neck. BIMBO #2 starts unbuttoning his shirt and kissing his chest. It makes him uncomfortable.
BIMBO #3
Doesn't that feel good?
METALLO
NO!
He bucks them both onto the floor.
METALLO
It doesn't feel like anything! I can't feel anything! I can't smell anything!
(He kicks a plate of food across the floor)
I can't taste anything! And I am sick of being second to that blue idiot! I'm just a shell of a man and I got nothing!
(Long Beat)
Me and Luthor gotta have a talk.
METALLO stands up and BIMBO #4 hangs on him.
BIMBO #4
Don't go anywhere, Johnny Baby. Stay here with us.
Picks BIMBO #4 up with one hand and tosses her through the air onto a sofa.
METALLO storms from the room. The BIMBOS all get very serious. They aren't as dumb as the pretend and their real purpose is keeping METALLO docile. BIMBO #5 picks up the telephone.
BIMBO #5
Security? He's out.
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INT. LEXCORP TELEVISION STUDIO
LUTHOR and ANGELA CHEN are going to commercial.
ANGELA
--after these messages.
DIRECTOR (OS)
And we're off. Seventy seconds people.
MAKE-UP people rush the two and touch up the make-up. LUTHOR's cell phone rings. He motions the MAKE-UP people away and answers it.
LUTHOR
Yes. How long ago? Very well.
(Dialing another number)
Mercy, he's on his way. Maneuver six.
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INT. BEHIND THE CAMERA
MERCY GRAVES is standing to the side watching the broadcast.
MERCY
(Into a cufflink microphone)
Yes, Mister Luthor.
She leaves the room.
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INT. HALLWAY
Four SECURITY GUARDS scramble through the hall to meet METALLO. The elevator door opens revealing the hulking METALLO.
SECURITY #1
(To METALLO)
Sir, I'm going to have to ask—
METALLO lifts him and throws him THROUGH THE AIR. He hits the floor and slides into a wall.
He grabs another and lifts him over his head knocking ceiling tiles down with his feet as he turns and drops him.
He takes another and pushes him into a wall denting the plaster rendering him unconscious. His limp body hangs in the broken plaster for a few seconds and drops.
The last GUARD draws his gun and fires into METALLO's back. METALLO turns. The GUARD fires Repeatedly.
METALLO
Is that the best Luthor's got?
METALLO pushes him aside and he slides across the tiles and stops at the feet of MERCY GRAVES.
METALLO walks over the bodies to pass MERCY. She raises her hand for him to halt.
His hulking mass makes her look even smaller than she is. There is fury in METALLO's eyes and no fear in MERCY's.
MERCY calmly reaches into her pocket, retrieves a small remote control with one button.
METALLO
You gotta be shittin' me.
She shows it to METALLO, and then presses the button.
METALLO lets out a quick scream and is silenced. He doubles over and drops to his knees in excruciating pain.
LUTHOR's voice is heard through her earpiece.
LUTHOR (VO)
Mercy, is our guest under control?
MERCY
Yes, Mister Luthor.
LUTHOR (VO)
Good. Prepare him for company. I'll be up in a minute.
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INT. LEXCORP PENTHOUSE - METALLO'SQUARTERS
METALLO is seated in a large metal chair with thick, modified manacles on his wrists and ankles. He's immobile except from the neck up. His face strains as he tries to break free.
The doors are tossed open and LUTHOR saunters to the bar and makes himself a drink.
LUTHOR
John Corben. I have to say I thought our working relationship up to this point had been quite complimentary. You really must learn how to behave when you're a guest in someone's home.
METALLO
What have you done to me, Luthor?
LUTHOR
The same thing I do to everyone.
(Facing him)
I control you.
(Beat)
Of course with you, it isn't something as easy as slush funds or threatening your family. You're special. I had to have equipment built, satellites to monitor you etcetera etcetera etcetera.
LUTHOR walks over and taps the manacles with a new sterling silver pen.
LUTHOR
You didn't think I was going to spend a few billion dollars to make you the most powerful THUG on Earth just to watch you walk away when you got bored, did you? It's all planning, my boy. That's why I am who I am and you are…
(Beat)
Well, why you're stuck in that ridiculous chair.
METALLO
Nobody treats John Corben like a chump.
LUTHOR
Pay attention you idiot, I am treating you like a chump because, I don't know if you noticed or not, you are the chump. Without me, you're nothing.
METALLO
Without you, I'd still be man! I can't feel anything! The heat, the cold, nothing! I can't smell! I can't taste! Everything sounds funny. Nothing looks right. I can't stand this! You've made me into some kind of freak!
LUTHOR
(Furious)
I saved your life! If I hadn't invested in you, you would be a two-bit dead assassin and petty thief.
LUTHOR turns to leave.
METALLO
This isn't over, Luthor.
LUTHOR
(Furious)
Is that a threat?
METALLO
Why don't you call one of your lawyers and have them figure it out?
LUTHOR
Better yet, why don't I call my technicians and have them take you apart one piece at a time?
(Beat)
Bitch bitch bitch. Moan moan moan. You're alive and as jarring as it may be, it still beats the hell out of the alternative…
(Beat)
…Which is still an option.
No answer.
LUTHOR
John Corben, you are alive because I want you that way and when or if I decide otherwise, there is nothing on this planet than can save you. Is that clear?
METALLO
(Reluctantly)
Yes.
LUTHOR
Excellent. Now I'll let you go if you promise to behave and cooperate as agreed.
METALLO nods. LUTHOR has the remote MERCY had earlier and switches him "on." METALLO stands and breaks free of the manacles that drop to the floor with a metallic clang.
LUTHOR
Now if you'll excuse me, I have business to attend to.
LUTHOR turns before exiting.
LUTHOR
And John, you may be a shell of your former self and you may be my pawn…
(Beat)
…but at least you have your health.
LUTHOR leaves. METALLO, furious, picks up the metal chair and tears it in half.
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