01x03 - Back to Oblivion

[bunniefuu]

[music continues]

[camera clicking]

[metal grinding]

Mr. Wagner?

(man on speaker)

Get off my property.

Mr. Wagner,

I'm a college student.

Get out! Get out!

I'd sure

appreciate an interview.

Lies!

You have been warned!

[camera clicking]

Oh, Henry. Wanna go for a swim?

- I'm sorry, I can't right now.

- Hold on.

Well, it's no big deal.

Lana, I wanna hang out.

I just don't have the time.

I hate to swim alone.

Okay.

Maybe later.

Oh, it was just Henry.

Um, I'll talk to you

later, Betsy. Bye.

Hey, Clark.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Um, wanna go for a swim?

- I can't.

- Yes, you can.

I-I can't.

I'm supposed to meet TJ.

- Not gonna happen.

- What do you mean?

He's off for another

scoop of the month.

We planned to go to the scrap

yard. I hope you're joking.

A scrap yard?

You two are really weird.

No. They sent a pledge

to the scrap yard

to lift a bumper off a car.

Came up with a wild story

of the scrap yard attacking him.

Can I have my hot dog?

I think it's pledger's

imagination running wild.

Not the scrap yard.

- C'mon, let's go for a swim.

- What are you doing?

Mr. Wagner?

[intense music]

[engine revving]

Lana, he shouldn't

have gone by himself.

We're a reporting team.

Fine. So, you and TJ

are a reporting team.

- You and I, are a swim team.

- No, don't--

Help!

[laughing]

Help!

Help!

[theme music]

Clark?

Clark.

(TJ)

Help!

(TJ)

Help!

Didn't you notice

the "no trespassing" signs

and the locked gate?

I'm a reporter.

Should've gotten permission.

Yeah, I wouldn't have gotten it.

Right now, I have something

more pressing on my mind.

That's why I couldn't

find my glasses.

Oh, Clark. Where were you?

Looking for my glasses.

If that's your idea

of a joke, it's sick.

Oh, this is your idea

of a joke?

Yeah, it is.

Clark, you're not gonna believe

what just happened to me.

I know you went out by yourself

again man, I appreciate that.

Hey! Won't you listen to me?

I'm sorry.

That maniac Wagner

just tried to k*ll me.

Mr. Wagner?

He wouldn't even hurt a fly.

Yeah? If it wasn't for Superboy,

I'd be buried in a ton of junk.

That's a nice man?

Listen, he's very scary.

- He looks like a skeleton--

- Oh, he's overweight, TJ.

Yeah, well. If he's overweight,

I'm a sumo wrestler.

- Yeah.

- I like that.

He's helps out a lot. Like when

we campaigned on drug abuse.

Remember the car

that was totaled by Arthur..

- Omanoff.

- Omanoff, yeah.

When he was high on crack.

And ended up

in Wagner's junk yard.

So what?

He towed it to the campus

free of charge.

He put this sign on it.

"Crack kills."

Talk about effective.

For weeks nobody took

a hit of anything.

That's fine, Lana.

But that's ancient history.

Modern times,

the man is a psycho.

Fine, I'm callin' the cops.

- You can't, TJ.

- Yeah? Well, watch me.

Hey, what Mr. Wagner

needs is a friend.

Go tell that to TJ.

TJ..

I'll see you guys later.

[intense music]

Mr. Wagner.

Mr. Wagner.

[music continues]

That's nice, give me

two more. Come on.

- All the way, on your own.

- Two more. One more-one more.

- Clark.

- Alright. Rack it. Rack it.

- I've been looking for an hour.

- Well, you found me.

- We got trouble.

- Oh, we got trouble?

- Lana, Miss Social Worker?

- She went to the scrap yard?

Yeah, with some food

for that weirdo. Now, come on.

She's gonna get herself k*lled.

[clearing throat]

TJ, you go get to a phone.

What do you mean get to a phone?

I got the car running, let's go.

Mr. Wagner.

Mr. Wagner.

[dramatic music]

Mr. Wagner.

[music intensifies]

(male #1)

Lena!

Oh, Mr. Wagner.

Lena, you've come back.

Remember, it's Lana?

Lana Lang.

I-I brought you some food.

Yeah, come.

Come right inside.

- I can only stay for a moment.

- Yes.

How long has it been since

you've had anything to eat?

I eat what I can find.

But, there's a supermarket

two blocks away.

- Do you have money?

- I have money.

But who dares to go out?

They throw stones.

I heard about that.

They're just rowdy kids.

No, no, not kids, Lena.

Grown ups.

Men, women, children.

People who were once

our neighbors, turned on us.

You're confusing me

with somebody else, Mr. Wagner.

My name is not Lena.

It's Lana. Lana Lang?

Oh, my poor liebchen.

That's the way of the Gestapo.

They brainwash.

Taking away your identity.

To make nothing of a person.

Mr. Wagner, World w*r II's been

over for more than 40 years.

There is no more Gestapo.

That is their method!

They twist minds.

Making you think of things

that never happened.

In their drive for power,

they will destroy

the human race if necessary.

I should've stopped her?

When was the last time you

stopped her from doing anything?

Forget I asked.

You stay put, TJ.

And keep the engine running.

I'm gonna grab Lana

and we're out of here. Alright?

Well, watch out

for that monster machine.

I've gotta go, Mr. Wagner.

I've got a class that

starts at 3 o' clock.

No, no, no, no!

I let you leave once, I will

not make that mistake twice.

You must stay here

where I can protect you.

[siren beeping]

- They are here again!

- No, that's Clark.

Don't worry, Lena.

I will not let them get you.

Go away or you will all die.

[dramatic music]

You will never get

my granddaughter again.

Oh, Clark.

Don't worry, Lena.

They'll never take us alive.

Stop it.

Look, you're k*lling them.

Yes. So they won't k*ll us.

- No, please.

- No.

- Mr. Wagner!

- No!

[expl*si*n]

The power is off.

I-I must see what it is.

Stop!

[music intensifies]

Superboy.

This is getting

a little repetitious.

[dramatic music]

You stay here,

I'll find them.

What are you doing in here?

Mr. Wagner, look.

Look at your picture.

In the Daily Planet.

Look. Look at the date.

Fifteen years after the w*r.

Have I not told you

how diabolical they are.

How they brainwash?

My barricades.

They are breaking through.

They're smashing our defenses.

Mr. Wagner, listen to me.

Mr. Wagner, listen to me.

Listen to the Daily Planet.

- Do not be afraid, Lena.

- I'm not afraid.

And there's no reason for you

to be afraid anymore. Look.

"Professor Wagner

is one of the survivors

"of the Auschwitz

concentration camp

"where he was the subject

of inhumane medical experiments.

"He is to conduct

a series of lectures

at Metropolis University."

[soldiers marching]

[men shouting orders]

[metal creaking]

Mr. Wagner.

We still have one way.

[music intensifies]

You are safe now, Lena.

(Mr. Wagner) If anybody

comes through that door

three hundred

pounds of dynamite

will blow up

in their face.

What about us?

We die with it.

With dignity and honor.

No!

That is a mistake.

This is all a terrible mistake.

Are you alright?

But, Clark, he's dead.

No, he's not.

He's alright.

Are you sure?

We gotta get some

help for Mr. Wagner.

You'll never get her!

[g*nsh*t]

Lena, Le-Lena, I..

I've failed you again.

I'm sorry.

There was no other way.

He'll make it.

- He mustn't be blamed.

- Nobody should be blamed.

Let's be grateful

nobody was k*lled.

The b*mb squad is diffusing

Mr. Wagner's dynamites.

Let's get out of here before

they make their big mistake.

Yeah, let's go before

something else goes wrong.

Clark, I thought

you were being--

Where the hell were you

during World w*r III, huh?

Superboy, he saved me.

I wonder how he always

knows when we're in trouble.

He can bend steel and fly,

maybe he can read minds.

Bye, Mr. Wagner.

Do I know you?

Oh, yes-yes. You're the girl.

The one who wanted the rights

for your school campus.

Poor old man.

Guess the excitement was just

too much for his heart.

It wasn't the excitement, TJ.

He couldn't find a place to hide

from hate and persecution.

Superboy fights

hate and persecution.

Yeah. But there's

only one Superboy.

Yeah, there's only one.

I'll see you guys

back at the dorm.

Feel like walking.

[melancholic music]

(Lana)

Hey.

I think I owe you

a hot dog.

How about it?

- Why not?

- Come on.

[theme music]