Even with all this accumulated knowledge, when will these dummies learn to use a doorknob?
Hi! You should see the White House. They'll be cleaning it for months.
Lex Luthor.
Wouldn't you know it!
This is the son of Jor-El?
No, but I'll bet you're the son of a...
JIMMY!
You promised me the son of Jor-El.
Oh yes, Your Grace. But what I've given you is the next best thing. You just hold onto that little lady and he'll be along. You see, that have this relationship. She does all his public relations and he gives her every exclusive.
They're the best of friends. [snickers again] You know what I mean?
What an undemanding male this Superman must be.
Yeah, and you could use a tuck here and there yourself, sister.
. . .
She lives for now. Kill the rest. [nods to Lex] Starting with him.
W— w— wait! W-wait! Wait! Don't you remember the White House? The- the Oval Room? We had a few laughs, right? Oh, it's Australia, Australia! It's too much, right, okay forget it. I can turn over a new leaf...a tree, a whole forest.
General? Would you care to step outside?
Superman!
Superman! Thank God. [Zod looks sharply at Lex] I mean, get him!
Come to me, son of Jor-El! Kneel before Zod!




