Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice Page #3

we can help each other.

Ah.

Could you step

into my office here?

Yes!

What's your wish list?

Uh.

Access to the wreck of the

crashed Kryptonian ship.

Done.

The complete remains

of the dead alien for testing.

You want Zod's body?

Okay.

It's cherry.

- Show him what you got!

- Dude, let's go!

Make sure to hit his left.

Come on.

Throw a punch, will you?

Let's go!

Come on!

Thank you.

The house treats luck like an insult.

Good luck for one has always

gives others misfortune.

But, eventually,

all accounts will be settled.

3 nights with a Bolshoi ballerina,

the line was all she tell me.

Not all I'm sure.

Good evening.

DEVICE CLONING:

SUCCESSFUL:

It's like a 1 man reign of terror.

This bat vigilante has been

consistently targeting the port

and the adjacent projects

and tenements.

And as far as I can tell

the cops are actually helping him.

Crime wave in Gotham.

Other breaking news.

Water, wet.

- Did you file the football yet?

- Why aren't we covering this?

Poor people don't buy papers?

People don't buy papers,

period, Kent.

Perry, when you assign a story, you're

making a choice about who matters...

- ...and who's worth it.

- Good morning, Smallville

The America conscious died

with Robert, Martin and John.

Sorry.

Sorry.

No match.

My guys in the crime lab,

never seen one before.

It's called a bullet.

You shoot people with it.

Recovered from the scene

of the fire fight in the desert.

Not sold anywhere commercially

in the world, even black market.

So?

So, who gave prototype military rounds

to tribe fighters in the Sahara.

The ass, Lois.

Flight to DC tonight,

a couple of days there.

Go.

Coach.

No extra leg room.

Economy plus.

Coach!

Senator.

My dad always said that,

Kentucky mash

was the secret to health.

This was his room.

I left it just the way it was.

It's silly.

The magical thinking of orphan boys.

I'm blocking the import license

for your mineral.

The Red Capes are coming!

The Red Capes are coming!

You and your hearings...

galloping through the streets

to warn us.

One, if by land.

Two, if by air.

Do you know the oldest lie

in America, Senator?

- Can I call you June?

- You can call me whatever you like.

Take a bucket of piss and

call it Granny's peach tea.

Take a weapon of assassination

and call it deterrence.

You won't fool a fly on me.

I'm not going to drink it.

Hey, you don't think

Dad would mind, do you?

If I change just...

...just one thing in this room.

Because, that should be upside down.

Now, we know better now,

don't we?

The devils don't come from

hell beneath us. No.

No, they come from the sky.

MARTHA WAYNE:

1946 - 1981

Wrong room, miss.

Secretary Swanwick, you haven't been

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