Miss Teschmacher! Turn it off.
Lex, what's the story on this guy? Do you think it's the genuine article?
If he is, he's not from this world.
Why?
Because, if any human being were going to perpetrate such a fantastic hoax, it would have been me! Otis! My robe!
Right away, Mr. Luthor!
It all fits somehow, his coming here to Metropolis. And at this particular time. There's a kind of cruel justice about it. I mean, to commit the crime of the century, a man naturally wants to face the challenge of the century. [lost in his thoughts, and stops at the top step of the pool where his feet are still submerged]
Listen, Mr. Luthor, maybe this guy that flies is just sort of passing through, you know? [enters the pool and starts helping Lex on with the robe, but the bottom of it then proceeds to get soaked]
Passing through? Not on your life. Which I would gladly sacrifice, by the way, for the opportunity of destroying everything that he represents. And, Otis, by the way, next time put my robe on AFTER I've left the pool.


