Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman s04e15 Episode Script

"Previously on" Lois and Clark: Soon, I'll have everything I "want " and as a bonus,|the destruction of Superman.
With this device,|I can implant subliminal messages into the minds of the masses,|thereby controlling the collective will.
Attention all registered voters: John Doe is a darn nice guy.
But you have to admit|John Doe really is - What, a darn nice guy?|- Yeah.
And the next president of the|United States of America: John Doe.
If he touches the window,|Superman is doomed.
- Lois!|- Clark! - Lois!|- Clark! No! Clark! Lois! No! He's gone.
He's gone.
Lois? Lois, you're crying.
Don't you know what happened? I understand Superman left the country.
Too bad.
I'll miss him.
He didn't leave.
He was sent someplace|by John Doe.
And his name's not John Doe,|it's Tempus.
And And he's a monster.
|He's He's from the "future " " and" he's trying to destroy everything|that's good in the country.
Gee, that's just the kind of stuff|he said you'd say.
What? President-elect Doe told me|you supported the other side.
Mr.
President, you were the other side.
I know.
But in my heart,|I knew he was right.
Lois, the whole country's behind|John Doe.
Get onboard.
He bears you no ill will.
John Doe! John Doe! John Doe! - We just have to trust him.
|- John Doe! John Doe! John Doe! John Doe! John Doe! John Doe! John Doe! John Doe! John Doe! Oh, my God.
We got on the plane|as soon as we got your call.
What's happened to my boy? - I wish I knew exactly, Martha.
|- Lois, are you sure he's gone? Clark vanished through a time window.
It was brought here by the most evil man|I have ever met.
He comes from the future " and" he's always wanted two things: To control the world,|and to destroy Superman.
But who is this person? The new president.
John Doe.
Oh, but Lois, that can't be.
John Doe is Well, he's just a darn nice guy.
See, this is what I'm up against.
I know who he truly is and as long as I keep that image|I can think the truth.
But no one else knows him.
Somehow|he has brainwashed the entire country into thinking that John Doe|is a "darn nice guy.
" Oh, honey.
Honey, we believe you.
It just doesn't seem like Clark is dead.
Maybe he can be found.
If I haven't learned anything else|in this life " I've" learned you have to cling to hope.
- That's what Clark would say.
|- Hello? Yes, he would.
Lois.
Perry White.
Lois, don't you dare go|into work right now.
Perry, it's Lois.
Yeah, that's wonderful news|about John Doe.
What? All right, I'll be there.
- At least get some rest.
|- I'm going in.
I've gotta stay close.
|I have to find a way to beat Tempus.
What did Perry want? Congress is so anxious|to have John Doe in office they may move up the inauguration.
In two days, Tempus might be the most|powerful man in the world.
Well, it's all very "presidential " " but" does it say "emperor" to you? Well, we don't actually have emperors|in this country.
Not yet, but it's only a pen stroke away.
This is America, Garner.
|A man can dream.
You can't go in there.
I tried to stop him, sir.
- You wanted to see me?|- Yes.
Dragon, isn't it? That's the name.
Dragon, I'm told that you are|the cruelest, most sadistic most feared cutthroat in Metropolis.
You killed your parents at age 3,|and it's been downhill ever since.
- That's more or less it.
|- How'd you like to be Secretary of State? - Now, my friend, President Garner|- Pleased to meet you, Mr.
Dragon.
and his lame duck congress will be|enacting several bills into law.
They'll need enforcing.
Well, I guess you don't get it.
|I don't enforce laws.
I guess you don't get it.
|I'm giving you carte "blanche " to shoot anyone|who doesn't agree with me.
But everybody agrees with you, Mr.
Doe.
Well, an astronomically high percentage|does, yes " but" there's still holdouts.
That's why|I need legislation making it illegal not to use the phone.
But that's silly, not to mention|unconstitutional.
You want me to plug him? Patience.
Do me a favor.
Pick me up|some new suits and a new watch.
This stuff was damaged|in a little explosion we had here.
Now, look, Mr.
President " if" we're to have an orderly transition,|you have to remember that I am the most popular politician|the world has ever known.
Even Reagan in his heyday|couldn't have gotten away with this.
You just killed him.
Guess you'll have to report me.
This is for you, prez: John Doe just did a very wise thing.
This is the president.
I need to Let you know John Doe just did|a very wise thing.
That's why the phone, you idiot.
Lois.
Where's Clark? Clark is "He's " He's not feeling well.
|He's not here.
Well, he'll be all right.
|Tell him to drink plenty of liquids.
Now, listen, I want you to skedaddle|over to the Regent Hotel.
President-elect Doe has picked you|for his very first post-election interview.
Oh, he has, has he? Yes.
He says you're the only one|that understands him.
Oh, he does, does he? Well, I'd like to have a few words|with Mr.
Doe.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
|- I'm dreadfully sor - Miss Lane.
|- H.
G.
Wells, oh.
Mr.
Wells, Tempus is out.
Oh, I feared as much.
He's President of the United States.
Catastrophic.
And Miss Lane,|has something happened to Superman? Yeah.
That's why I'm here.
|I was visiting the future.
The wonderful utopia there suddenly|changed to one of chaos and mayhem.
The statue of you and Superman,|honoring you for your good work, vanished.
Does that mean Clark is dead? Oh, it It means he's not present.
Tempus tricked him into stepping into|this time window, and then it exploded.
But you could travel through time.
|You could find him.
No, my dear.
It's not so simple.
You see, if the time window exploded then Clark has been banished|to a nanosecond that's actually out of time|as we know it.
A vortex without past or future.
Finding him would be - Impossible.
|- You know I don't like that "word " but the longer Clark remains|in the time warp In the next 48 hours, it could diminish|until it vanishes into nothing.
Well, I was wondering how long it'd take|to get to that part of the interview.
You are dirt.
You are filth.
|You're pocket lint.
You are pocket lint in the pockets|of lawyers.
Oh, calm down.
You want a martini? No, I don't want a martini.
Don't you realize that if I was able|to block out this John Doe hypnosis then others can too.
|And we will bring you down.
No, you won't.
You are alone, Lois.
The only other living soul who knows|the truth about me is Clark " and" whoops, he's not living anymore,|is he? Yes, he is.
He's coming back.
What do you think this is,|a family television show? Only unhappy endings allowed here, Lois.
Let's see, I could shoot you|or hang you on the spot " but" what's the fun in that? No, you're the only sane one|in the asylum, darling.
Between that and losing your husband you should be clawing the walls|in no time.
This interview's over.
You don't get it, do you?|You can't stamp out goodness.
You might take the whole world|into night but a little sliver of light will|come through, and we'll have you.
You make a very attractive widow.
John Doe supporters by the millions|flooded Times Square for the 8th night in a row|to celebrate the election of America's newest folk hero:|The president-elect, John Doe.
Not perhaps since Lincoln has a candidate|risen from such obscure beginnings to seize the ultimate prize|- John Doe doesn't exist.
It's Tempus.
It's Tempus.
Clark, where are you? - Mr.
Wells.
|- Lois, brace yourself.
I've "brought " Clark.
No, my dear.
It's not Clark.
Or at least not yours.
I'm sorry, my dear.
I know|this must seem an awful trick but you remember this Clark,|don't you? You helped create his Superman|in the alternate universe.
Even in that world,|Tempus wanted him gone.
What he couldn't do there,|he's done here.
Lois, I know how bringing Clark here|must look.
That any thought of retrieving my Clark|is hopeless? That the only thing that stands between|Tempus and world conquest is Superman? Is that how you think I think it looks? I'd say the world could use a Superman|just now.
Lois, I'm not your Clark.
But I can be Superman.
In my world I've become the Superman|that you encouraged me to be.
I know this sounds awful, but I really|don't want you here.
It's like having Clark, but not.
And accepting you means accepting that|he's gone, and I'm not ready to do that.
- Clark would want me to stay.
|- How do you know? He'd want me to protect this world.
|He'd want me to protect you.
Hon, your cookie dough ice cream is Clark.
Oh, Clark.
Son.
Martha, this is not our Clark.
If it's not our Clark,|whose Clark is it? Perhaps I can explain.
- And who are you?|- H.
G.
Wells.
The writer? Aren't you dead? Only some of the time.
Martha, Jonathan, H.
G.
Wells can travel|through time and space and he brought this Clark here from|a parallel universe where we all exist but in altered forms.
Oh, I see.
But you look so much like my son.
And you look so much like my mom and dad.
And in that place we're your parents? Were.
My parents died|when I was a kid.
I never thought I'd see "you " Them, again.
Clark, I'm sorry.
What? I'm sorry for forgetting that as rotten|as all this is for me for all of us, that it must|be pretty hard for you too.
Lois, I'd really like to help.
Are you okay with that? Yeah.
Then I shall be on my way.
|Perhaps I can locate your Clark.
Hello, Herb.
Tempus.
That's President-elect Doe,|but I'll forgive the faux pas this once.
I've been expecting you.
Yes.
You knew I'd deduce that|the corrupted future was your doing and would return through time|to find you.
You're a regular Jack Webb.
On the other hand, as easy as it was for|you to trace my movements backward that's how impossible it will be|for you to find your Superman.
You are a fiend beyond comprehension.
And a good dancer,|but enough small talk.
Let's go to my place.
There's only room|in town for one time traveler and you and this contraption|are better off in my hands.
And if I refuse? Go ahead.
Make my days.
Citizens, voters, and phone owners thank you for the huzzahs.
If I could have just an|impromptu moment of your time.
Like I have to ask.
Everything I have I owe to you because we are one big family.
- With me as the papa|- Papa! and you as the kiddies.
|- Kiddies! We will prosper under one big roof obey one big set of laws,|use one big phone company " and" you'll do everything|that papa says.
I'm pleased to announce|Congress has also unanimously passed|the Non-Phone Act making it treasonous|not to use the phone.
And we know that if we're good|girls and boys - Shut up and get over there.
| all will be well.
We also know that if we're bad,|we'll be punished.
A papa must know when to cut back|on your allowance and when to shoot you.
I had to use a postcard.
|We don't own a phone! A papa must be stern.
Ready.
Aim.
I get to be Commander in Chief|with a war already on my hands.
- Thank you, Superman.
|- Yeah, thank you.
He was gonna shoot us|just because we don't use phones.
- He's a madman.
|- Nuts.
So you don't like John Doe? We hate John Doe.
I'm glad you're here.
The world gets pretty desperate|without Superman.
I'll stay as long as it takes.
Did you hear what they said|about not liking John Doe? There were some homeless people|that were murdered around the time of the election,|and they didn't like John Doe either.
What do they have in common? He'd probably have the answer|right away, wouldn't he? I think it's phones.
|They both didn't have "phones " " and" now there's a law against|not using the phone.
So that's how Tempus|is controlling the country.
He's getting his message out|through the phone system.
Exactly.
I'll scan the phone system|for any internal abnormalities.
I'll find out how real|this inauguration is.
Lois? Is this how it is with the two of you?|Working together like this? Yeah.
Wow.
I know what you've done,|you treasonous little bug.
You've imported that muscle-locked|Boy Scout from that other universe to this one.
The power of the human spirit cannot|be confined to one time or place.
- It's everywhere.
|- Save that for your overrated novels.
It's only a matter of "time " before he scans the city|with x-ray vision and locates me.
Anticipating that possibility I've relocated|to this abandoned fallout shelter.
It's lined with lead.
Now get in that machine and take that overstuffed set of tights|back where he belongs.
And what will you do if I refuse? Kill me? - You bet.
|- Anticipating your villainy I have adjusted the machine|so that only I can operate it.
Now what's going to happen|to your plan when Superman examines|the phone system, as he will and discovers your fiendish alteration? While you were anticipating my villainy I was anticipating your anticipation and began implementation|of an even more insidious plan to spread my message.
Now that you're my captive, you won't|be able to blow the whistle on me or use the bloody|time machine yourself.
But I'm getting bored with you, Herb.
We seem joined at the hip, you and I.
And when I get really bored|with someone, well Mr.
Secretary, I believe you're familiar|with your duties? I am.
Hi.
The Kents are already asleep.
I picked up a couple things|from the market.
- What?|- Nothing.
I mean, you "don't " You "know " Spin in and out of the suit? Spin? Never tried that.
Oh, is that what he does? Maybe I'll give it a shot sometime.
Oh, no, that's okay.
I mean,|it's a fine way to change.
I just It's not him.
I mean,|you're not him.
I have to remind myself sometimes.
Twinkies, Cup Cakes and Ding Dongs? Where's my brain? I just "thought " That because he likes those things,|so would I.
Yeah.
Anyway Here.
So did you find any subliminal|message-sending device in the phone system? No.
Whatever was there, he must have|moved someplace else.
So the whole country's gonna keep|believing in this lunatic.
Did you hear anything from H.
G.
Wells? No.
So he hasn't found Clark.
Lois Love is the only thing|that keeps people going sometimes.
It's that strong.
And right now, you have to grab hold|of that strength " and" know that it's gonna get you|through this.
It's a lonely world without love.
I know,|because that's how I live my life.
A while back, before I became Superman|in my world a new friend told me|to trust in myself.
In the power of the goodness|inside of me.
She was a pretty smart woman and I believed her.
Now she has to believe me.
You sound like you've gotten|pretty smart yourself.
You helped me get there.
- This is unforgivable.
|- I'm so sorry.
- Just shameful.
|- I'm really sorry.
No, not you, me.
I almost kissed you.
- How could I kiss you?|- I almost kissed you.
- No, I almost kissed you.
|- No, I Okay, fine, we almost kissed us.
|Look, Clark Other Other Clark " I'm" in a In a really weird place|right now.
L I miss my husband,|whom you look exactly like " and" it wouldn't take imagination|to pretend you were him.
I love him.
You have to understand.
Yes, understood completely.
But, Lois See, my life is that|lonely thing that I talked about " and" then there's this|weird chemistry between you and I|that I don't "understand " but I promise you it will never|ever, ever, ever happen again.
Dragon.
Herb.
You scamps.
I knew, given time, you'd find|something fun in common.
I, on the other hand,|have been laboring on a way to operate my Subliminator|while bypassing the phone system.
The Subliminator's|microwave transmission has been fed into ordinary|electrical wiring which acts as an antenna.
No.
- I don't understand.
|- There's a surprise.
Every home and business in the U.
S.
Will|serve as a continually online receiver for what I call Tempus Think.
I refuse to believe that something|so diabolical could be so easy.
Well, that's the Protestant in you.
Let's wrap fish in the Constitution|and chuck all the old laws.
Would you turn that light switch on,|Herb? Let's wrap fish in the Constitution|and chuck all the old laws.
Why did I say that? Because I wanted you to.
Because the very walls pulse|with Tempus Think.
I may have succumbed to your device,|but there are others who won't.
Only two that I can think of,|and that number's about to shrink.
Trust me on this, Herb.
|I'm unstoppable.
What am I doing? About what? Oh, Tempus, the country - You know.
|- Sorry if I disturbed you.
No.
I couldn't sleep either.
If Clark can't be found|in the next 24 hours he may just disappear.
You know the terrible thing|about marriage? You take it for granted.
You think that that person|sleeping next to you That sound they make|when they're "breathing " You think you'll always have that.
If there was any way I could get him back|- I know.
Listen about the "chemistry" thing.
I think that your feelings Just like it was easy for me|to confuse you with Clark I think that your feelings for me|are really meant for her.
Your Lois.
Well, you see, I've never even met her.
She was lost on an assignment|in the Congo.
So I just think that somehow|you're meant to be together.
You know it is so much less complicated|being Superman than being Clark.
That sounds like something|Clark would say.
It's amazing how much like him|you've become.
Well, now that we're both "up " " why" don't I make us a midnight snack.
Lois? - Lois, are you all right?|- Tempus is evil.
There's no such thing as John Doe.
|It's Tempus.
- Are you okay?|- I don't know.
All of a sudden I got these warm,|fuzzy feelings about John Doe.
It all started when you turned on|the lights.
What are you doing? I'm following the electrical wiring|in your house.
I couldn't find any signs of a mind-control|device in the phone system " but" they've obviously developed|another delivery system.
John Doe is papa.
He's finally here.
|Everything he does is right.
He's sending it through|the electrical wiring.
If you could just stay tuned|into that transmission I could follow it through|the power system and find the source.
- Yes.
Go for it.
|- Okay What the heck.
You know, I kind of like that spin thing.
I ordered a jumbo pepperoni,|not green peppers and a six-pack of beer.
I don't care if you are closing,|I'm the Secretary of State.
Where are you, you little worm? Where are you? Forgive me if I gloat.
Unconscionable little brute.
No one can answer your call right now,|so leave a message at the beep.
Lois.
Wells here.
I'm being held|against my will in some sort of underground bunker Mr.
Wells, what happened? - Tempus kidnapped me.
|- What? Lois, I have critical news|for Superman.
He's not here.
Oh, my.
Then I'll have to come to you.
I'll be there as soon as the time machine|warms up.
Ta.
So she's finally alone.
No! Mr.
Wells? It's you.
Well, I would have preferred "Hail to|the Chief," but everything in time.
What's he doing here? Making America safe.
I'm clearing the streets of terrorists.
|I believe that includes you.
Mr.
Wells, what are you doing? My dear, I believe if we knew|to the second the exact moment|of Clark's "disappearance " I might be able to find him|with the time machine.
To the second? Well, anything less and I could miss him|by literally billions of years.
Oh, I have no idea.
There was so much going on,|I barely remember what day it was.
Yes.
Well, there you have it.
You know, as fun as all this is " the" one wild card's still that copycat|Superman of yours.
But as I recall he was quite fond of Lois,|here, so he's probably containable.
Probably not.
He's out there right now,|finding your mind control device.
Once that's gone, so is your power base.
Well, you're just Little Miss Spunky,|aren't you? Garner, get in here! You'd better pray your boyfriend fails,|Lois because as bad as you think|things are now " the" nightmare's only just started.
Hi, Lois.
I heard you were visiting.
I'm not visiting.
I'm his prisoner.
Oh, Lois, ever the funster.
|Stop, my sides are splitting.
Anyway, we have here the country's|nuclear launch codes.
- What?|- I gave them to John Doe as a pal gift.
The traitor, Superman may find a way to turn the public|against the President-elect.
If that happens, we'll launch a nuclear|strike against every capital on Earth.
- That true?|- Excellent.
You can't do that.
|The other countries will retaliate.
- The whole world will be destroyed.
|- Also quite good.
If this world no longer wants me,|then I no longer want it.
Let the fools be swallowed up in flame.
|I'll go rule the alternate Earth.
It's almost as nice.
Better, even.
For its Superman will be trapped here.
|Hero to a lifeless planet.
John Doe is papa.
Everything he does is right.
|John Doe is papa.
He's finally here.
John Doe is papa.
He's finally Well, I'll be damned.
|He did it.
He thinks that's all it takes|to finish me? All that spandex must keep the blood|from his brain.
President Garner, tell your Secret Service|men to arrest him.
- Who?|- Sorry, Lois.
The Subliminator's effects|won't wear off "until " well, it's way too late.
Oh, Jonathan " they" haven't been here all day.
They weren't at the "Planet.
"|They never showed up.
Maybe Tempus got his hands on them.
- Lois?|- Clark? Clark.
I found the source of Tempus'|mind-control.
- Where's Lois?|- Oh dear, wasn't she with you? No.
Maybe she left a note or something.
The answering machine light is on.
|She might've called in.
Lois.
Wells here.
I'm being held|against my will in some sort of underground bunker - Underground?|- Maybe she's with him.
I just scanned the entire city.
|There was no sign of them.
Unless|Unless they're in a place lined with lead.
Back in the '50s, Metropolis built|a series of fallout shelters.
- Those were lined with lead.
|- But they were abandoned years ago.
- Where can I find these shelters?|- Honey, we couldn't begin to tell you.
Well, then I'd better find someone|who can.
Gee, you got into the missile launch|system without any help at all.
Computer codes for this century|are so primitive it's laughable.
Well, you look nervous, Lois.
Contemplate your future|as a charcoal briquette.
It's soothing.
Mr.
Olsen.
Mr.
Olsen.
- Mr.
Olsen?|- Oh, sorry.
I keep thinking you own the "Daily Planet.
" Who can I ask to do|some research for me? Are you kidding? Here's how it works:|You come barreling in and say,|"Jimmy, I need so and so now!" Then I drop everything and do it.
Not your old self today, huh? Jimmy, I need to know the location|of every fallout shelter in the city.
Is it urgent? I got this date|with this chick just out of prison - " and" I think she's really hot|- Jimmy, I need those locations now.
You know, I liked that whole|"Mr.
Olsen" thing a lot better.
Tempus, don't do it.
You still have time.
You could escape|to the alternate universe.
Where Mr.
I'm-So-In-Shape|can return me to jail? Thank you, no.
Besides, I wanna kill billions of people.
- Launch configuration locked.
|- And that ought to do it.
Here's the city infrastructure|from I958 forward.
Target sequencing locked.
|Missile launch in 30 seconds.
Launch in 25 seconds.
Commence primary ignition.
Twenty, 19, 18 On the international scene,|President-elect John Doe is launching a worldwide|nuclear attack.
- What?|- Wow, great idea.
Fifteen - I got them.
There's three in the area.
|- Thanks, Jimmy.
- Nine, eight, seven|- Nine, eight, seven You're too late! You need an abort code|to cancel the Countdown sequence interrupted.
Or that.
You could do that.
John Doe, you are hereby impeached.
Oh, my God.
Superman,|I did a terrible thing.
I gave him the launch codes.
It's understandable, Mr.
President.
|It's not your fault, it's his.
- Get them out of here.
|- Yes, sir.
- Let's go.
Come on.
Move it.
|- Superman, I Oh, God, I think I'm up|for re-election again.
Thank you.
You were wonderful.
|Just like I knew you would be.
Lois, I just wish that I could do|the same thing for your Clark.
We need the exact second|the time window exploded.
We don't have that.
Explosion? You mean like|in John Doe's hotel room? Yeah.
What do you know about it? Let me go, you goon.
I'll tell you what, Lane.
|If I scratch your back maybe you could put in a good word|for me.
He wanted me to go out and get|a new watch for him.
He said it was stopped by an explosion.
We must arrive at precisely the moment|I've chosen, or he's lost.
Oh, Lois.
So John Doe was a myth created by Tempus,|an escaped criminal and planted into your brains by|a sophisticated method of brainwashing.
He'll return now to prison,|where he'll do no further damage.
Any last words, Tempus? Why, yes.
Glad you asked.
It's time you chowderheads all got let in|on a little secret.
This Superman of yours,|this chiseled god is, in reality, Clark Kent|of the "Daily Planet.
" In chess, this is where I'd say, "Check.
" Honey, I think the media would like us|to comment on Mr.
Tempus' last remark.
We regret that Mr.
Tempus'|mental health has not improved.
He's obviously still delusional.
This is where I would say, "Checkmate.
" No! You cretins!|He is Clark Kent! One of them's from another dimension.
|I mean, it's obvious! Thanks for giving me a world|to come home to.
Thanks for giving me a legend|to live up to.
I can't tell you how grateful I am.
The two of you have been wonderful.
So were you.
We really must be going.
You are the luckiest man alive.
I know.
If my Lois had lived, my world would be|a better place.
Especially for me.
I've been meaning to ask "you " she was lost in the Congo|before you two even met? Which is strange.
You know, missing|someone that you've never even met.
I tried to find her but that's impossible.
My boy, I never say "impossible.
" I don't think I'm ever letting go.
I hope you don't.
You know " he's" right.
I am the luckiest man alive.