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Disturbing news, my lord.

Oh, what are their business hours? Hello?

Kal-El and Zara, married since birth. In accordance with the laws...

Now, wait a minute, I didn't necessarily mean you or Clark.

If? He's holding an entire town hostage.

Chief. Trouble in Smallville.

Almost, but not.

A floating palace. It will take us to New Krypton.

Now I'm asking myself questions. Oh, this could be a problem.

There's the target, gentlemen.

Ran, Drull, do you see what's happened?

- Superman. - Cool outfit.

Well, we have to do something. We have to tell someone.

Where do I start?

- Right, right. - Represented by the Council of Elders.

Keep trying the Kents. There's something wrong with the Smallville lines.

And, yes, it does make me sick to see Zara with Kal-El.

I know we've talked about it, and you know what I said then?

Left arm remains straight.

Well, at least you're here with me.

Don't be so insufferably dull.

What? I was just thinking with all this hard work they could both burn out.

I am an engaged man.

Resist me, and die.

This fact never appeared in my briefing manual.

...yeah, I'm kind of a nut that way.