Man of Steel Page #3

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as a blessing. When that day comes...

...you have to make a choice.

A choice of whether to stand proud

in front of the human race or not.

Can't I just keep pretending I'm your son?

You are my son.

But somewhere out there you've...

You have another father too,

who gave you another name.

And he sent you here...

...for a reason, Clark.

And even if it takes you the rest of your life,

you owe it to yourself...

...to find out what that reason is.

Bound by wild desire

I fell into a ring of fire

Wait a second.

Aren't you here fer the exercise?

No, there was a change in the plans.

Somebody found something

strange on Ellesmere.

- Aircom's making runs out there all week.

- That rat hole?

- You gotta be kidding me.

-I know. It's crazy.

The Americans are there too,

lots of them.

- Anything else?

- They're calling it an anomalous object.

- Whatever that means.

-Back off, Ludlow. I'm serious.

- Oh, come on, Chrissy.

- Knock it off.

- Sit down.

- Let me go.

Hey. Leave her alone, man.

Or what, tough guy?

Or I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

I think I'll probably just leave

when I'm good and ready.

Ooh.

Oh, there he is.

It's not worth it, sweetie.

Hey, a**hole, don't forget your tip.

Strike.

Thanks.

Hi.

Miss Lane. How you doing?

- Good.

-Jed Eubanks, Arctic Cargo.

How far to the station?

- Camp's just over the rise. I'll walk you over.

-Great.

Joe can take your bags. Joe.

Help her out.

Careful with those. They're heavy.

I gotta confess, Miss Lane...

...I'm not a fan of the Daily Planet.

But those pieces you wrote when you were

embedded with the 1st Division were...

Well, they were pretty impressive.

Well, what can I say? I get writer's block

if I'm not wearing a flak jacket.

Miss Lane.

I'm Colonel Hardy, U.S. Northcom.

Dr. Emil Hamilton...

...from DARPA.

- You're early.

-Hi.

We were expecting you tomorrow.

Which is why I showed up today.

Look, let's get one thing straight,

guys, okay?

The only reason I'm here

is because we're on Canadian soil...

...and the appellate court overruled

your injunction to keep me away.

So if we're done measuring d*cks...

...can you have your people

show me what you found?

NA SA's EOS satellites...

...pinged the anomaly first.

The ice shelf plays hell

on the echo soundings.

- But there's something there.

- A submarine, maybe?

Soviet-era?

Doubtful. That's 300 meters.

Considerably larger than anything

we know they built back then.

But herds the spooky pan.

The ice surrounding the object...

...it's nearly twenty thousand years old.

Miss Lane?

Try not to wander.

Temperatures drop to minus 40

at night around here.

Wouldn't find your body till after spring.

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