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Sunil Rajapakshe. Download PDF. A short summary of this paper. World Socialist Web Site wsws. When the planet explodes, it frees Zod and When it was released in , Superman Returns , his imprisoned cohorts. They go in search of the last directed by Bryan Singer, the first film to feature the son of Krypton and the genetic blueprints of their most famous of all comic book superheroes in two people, believed to be in his possession, hoping to decades, failed to meet studio expectations, as it took in rebuild Krypton anew on Earth.
He uses his result is Man of Steel. It is said to be the first in a new powers to help those he meets along the way. Flashbacks give us a glimpse into his adolescence, the Warner Bros. Snyder, is anything but a market product on which a The uncovering of an alien ship buried in the Arctic great many financial hopes are riding. A relationship world.
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. A man walks by in the background staring at her. CAT Hmmmm. More Kansas farm boys? LOIS Cat likes 'em big. It must be all the corn. 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. The nobody who went to college at Hicksville University in Kansas. One signals and two more join them. 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. 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. 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.
Everyone is speechless. He's a reporter. More staring. CLARK sees his guest. He hugs her. LOIS stares at them both in disbelief.
I have a pretty good sense of direction. Introductions This is Ron Troupe. Cat Grant our society columnist. Jimmy Olsen our favorite photographer. And this is Lois Lane. Have a seat. Everyone hovers around her. LOIS What is it you do? LOIS Is that so? CLARK returns. DIANA gets up and joins him. RON Likewise. PERRY enters in time to see them leaving.
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. You should send them a card when Zeus' birthday comes. CLARK steps out from the kitchen with a picnic basket. Although we can't see the background, they seem to be in the middle of nowhere with a starlit sky.
That means a lot to me. What's troubling you, Clark? 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. Be glad he was there. 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. 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.
A few thousand? Tens of thousands? Would letting a few hundred people die be worth saving a few million in the end? 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. But you can't live in fear of that. There is a long silence. I always wondered why it's here. A TECH is seated behind a large panel of gauges, lights and switches.
TECH nods his head in acknowledgment and goes back to his reading. 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. TECH We have a core breach in sectors seventeen, five, sixty-six, seventy-five and forty-three. Reserve shields are in place. They want to know can you contain it? Extremely long beat.
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.
CLARK, shirtless and in sweatpants, is sleeping alone. In the back of his head, he can hear muffled voices. In the background there is an open window with curtains waving from the night air.
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. People stop in their tracks behave themselves reminded there will be consequences for their actions. He hits the corners at top speed making virtual 90 degree turns. We've lost control of the fail-safes and the core is ruptured. We'll reach a red zone in less than ten minutes. Beat I really haven't got time for the science lesson. 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. Leaving Yell when the shields are in place. I'll be listing for you. The men are watching his progress on a series of monitors. One of the graphics representing a shield slides into place.
Nobody can survive that much radiation! Come on. A few more lights go positive on the monitor and one gets halfway into place and stops. The computer must be malfunctioning from the heat.
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. The three MEN rush to the entrance and two of them pull the vault-like door open as a figure steps from the core.
His face pale and body limp. His uniform is darkened and tattered. 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. The WIFE stops in the middle of making breakfast to listen.
Astronauts in the space shuttle listen. 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.
He grabs the telephone. This just in. They gave up and brought you to me. Metallo shut the reactor down and saved you. I'd like to run some more tests. People stare as he exits the elevator, a shadow of his former self, and exits the front door. His movements are concentrated and not fluid. He is like someone sick trying to accomplish basic tasks. LANA is watching the news with her feet curled beneath her and clutching a pillow. A tap at the balcony window startles her. He looks much better than he did earlier.
He holds her thirty feet above the grassy lawn. LANA They said you were dead. Gently he floats to the balcony and carries her inside. Is everything all right? LANA I'm so glad you came. Members of the press are gathered. 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. Cameras barrage him with flashes.
CLARK is dressed in his normal clothes sans glasses. The telephone rings and LANA answers it. Yes, I was watching it just now. He motions not to let her know he's there. I don't know either. Well, you know I will. Okay, give Mr Kent my best. Hangs up phone Arrggghhhh! I hate lying to your mother.
I feel so guilty. If she knows I'm here she's not going to want me to go back. 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. 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. Beat Now it's your opinion this whole incident could have been avoided. 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.
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. They objected to your not allowing the energy source to be tested by an outside safety committee or revealing the source of the energy. 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.
This energy would cost the citizens of Metropolis three times what they are currently being charged. Do you think this is fair? Power plants cost money. Research costs 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. 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. That almost sounded like an attack on Superman. 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. The image, revealed to be on a television, dies. Inside the cracked screen is an empty liquor bottle.
The furnishings in the massive room reek of money. The wall-sized windows overlook the nightlit city. His demeanor is degrees different than what it was earlier. He is loud, thuggish and belligerent. That's the third set this week. 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.
Capes are so out this year. Besides, everybody knows nice boys finish last, and more importantly, are so bo-ring. 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.
He bucks them both onto the floor. 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. Stay here with us. BIMBO 5 picks up the telephone. He's out.
Seventy seconds people. How long ago? Very well. Dialing another number Mercy, he's on his way. Maneuver six. She leaves the room. 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.
She raises her hand for him to halt. His hulking mass makes her look even smaller than she is. MERCY calmly reaches into her pocket, retrieves a small remote control with one button. He doubles over and drops to his knees in excruciating pain. Prepare him for company. I'll be up in a minute. He's immobile except from the neck up.
His face strains as he tries to break free. 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. 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. It's all planning, my boy.
Without me, you're nothing. 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! If I hadn't invested in you, you would be a two-bit dead assassin and petty thief.
Beat Bitch bitch bitch. Moan moan moan. No answer. Is that clear? Now I'll let you go if you promise to behave and cooperate as agreed. People cross to get out of his way. The room is covered with wall-to-wall state-of-the-art technology.
TECH 1 Sir, this area is authorized personnel only. Recognizes him You're Metallo. TECH 1 I didn't know you were in the building. TECH 1 Well it sure is pleasure to meet you, sir. I saw what you did with the chemical fire on the East Side. My brother lives there and it's appreciated. I was bored so I've been wandering the building. I just wanted to look around. Is that okay? TECH 1 Sure. We aren't accustomed to having guests but I can give you the nickel tour. Mister Luthor can control information from his own private network as well as the sixty-eight satellites he has in orbit around the planet and on reconnaissance missions through space.
TECH 1 State-of-the-art. There isn't another system close to this on Earth. TECH 2 Most of it is prototype. Some of it designed by Mister Luthor himself and only he knows the specs. Whispering He's something of a paranoid and doesn't like to depend on others for designs. Beat Most of it is irreplaceable. He begins to trash the room ripping components from the walls and flipping work stations over.
Fires flare and components explode. A TECH, cowering behind some equipment, reaches out and presses a button. She is in the forefront. The TEAM is kneeling with rifles. MERCY is holding out his remote. He pauses. She presses the button. She presses the button again.
Annoyed, he sits and answers it. The walls are on fire and riddled with bulletholes. We barricaded the exits to contain him. Despite the hour, there are people, drug dealers, gangs and hookers wandering the streets. He walks into the center of the main strip.
Traffic stops around him and comes screeching to a halt. Horns start to blare and people become irate that he refuses to move. A crowd starts to gather. A car screeches to a halt barely missing him. People are too frightened to move but the noise stops.
His voice, which starts as a low roar and escalates without effort. CLARK is getting groceries. Is that Clark Kent? Excitedly, he comes around the counter and shakes his hand. You saw me last Christmas. You know, I bet we're the only store in all of Kansas that gets the Daily Planet sent in everyday.
Granted, it gets here two days late but it's the effort that counts. They don't know I'm here. It's kind of a surprise. Mums the word. You take care. He gets in the passenger side. Coaching "Put your little hand in mine. Ain't no hill or mountain, we can't climb. I got you, babe. LANA laughs. The car pulls into her driveway. Her humming stops. While her eyes are closed, there is a burst of wind through the house that rattles the walls.
She opens her eyes to see pictures shifting on their nails and the front door flung wide open flapping on its hinges. Goyer scripts David S. Goyer Scripts. We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe. If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly. Forgot your password? Retrieve it. Sell your Screenplay ».
Start writing now ». By Title. In Scripts. By Writer. Man of Steel Synopsis: A young boy learns that he has extraordinary powers and is not of this Earth. As a young man, he journeys to discover where he came from and what he was sent here to do. But the hero in him must emerge if he is to save the world from annihilation and become the symbol of hope for all mankind. Genre: Action , Adventure , Fantasy. Director s : Zack Snyder. IMDB: 7.
Next ». Do you not understand? Krypton's core is collapsing. I warned you. Harvesting the core was suicide. It has accelerated Are you seriously suggesting that we evacuate the entire planet? I have held that hope in my hands. The rest of you will be tried and punished accordingly. This is madness. These lawmakers We'll sever And who will decide which bloodlines survive, Zod?
Don't do this, El. The last thing I want is for us to be enemies. You have abandoned the principles that bound us together. Take him away. Out of the way. I said-- Get me Lara. Behind you. I'll be with you as soon as I can. Breaching the genesis chamber is a Class-B crime-- Nobody cares anymore, Kelex. Easy, H'Raka. Did you find a world? A young star. He'll be an outcast. A freak.
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