Our victory is complete. The Son of Jor-El has fled.
Superman fled?
I don't believe it.
You heard him. Three against one.
He fled in fear of us!
He'll be back! Believe me, he'll be back.
Then next time we will kill him.
The next time? The next time? What am I gonna do with you people, huh? I held up my end; I delivered the Blue Boy. What do I get for my triple threat? "Bow! Yield! Kneel!" That kind of stuff closes out of town.
Why do you say this to me when you know I will kill you for it?
Kill me? Lex Luthor? Extinguish the greatest criminal flame of our age? Eradicate the only man on Earth with...
Let me kill him!
Superman's address?
What more do you want? I can see the greed written on your face.
A small incentive, oh Fullest One. A mere bauble to jog the memory.
What more?
Cuba.




