Superman Page #7

JONATHAN:

What in the...

42 EXT. WHEAT FIELD ROAD - DAY

The "bang" of a tire blowout is heard. JONATHANslams on the brakes. The truck lurches violently to the right, the front tire having burst. The truck swerves, narrowly missing the embankment, stops.

43 CLOSE ON TRUCK

JONATHAN steps out of the truck cab, looks sadly at the punctured tire.

JONATHAN:

(muttering)

If a man didn't know better, he'd think

Detroit made those things to blowout

on purpose.

Grumbling, he goes around the rear to unstrap the spare tire and haul out the jack. MARTHA gets out of the cab, stretches her legs, gazes across the wheat fields as JONATHA in B.G. places the jack under the car, then wedges a stone under it to hold the jack in place. CAMERA SUDDENLY ZOOMS IN ON MARTHA: Her face is frozen in astonishment at something she's seen in the wheatfield.

MARTHA:

Jonathan!

43CONTINUED

JONATHAN turns, looks, eyes widening, equally amazed.

JONATHAN:

Great God Almighty! What is it?

44ANGLE ON MODULE - THEIR POV

The space module has landed in the fields. The engines are silenced.

45 EXT. FIELD - CLOSE ON MODULE

JONATHAN rushes to the strange, eerie metallic geode nesting in the charred wheat, MARTHA close behind him.

MARTHA:

Careful, Jonathan.

Suddenly:
a wall of the module Opens. A capsule ejects a little BOY still fastened inside, cushioned by the three blankets.

JONATHAN:

What in the Sam Hill

He looks inside the module, leans over, touches the capsule burning his hand.

MARTHA:

Jonathan!

The little BOY, aged 3, suddenly springs out of the electronically controlled belts, half naked.

MARTHA:

(stunned)

It's a ... baby.

JONATHAN stares, dumbfounded. MARTHA smiles softly at the baby, wraps him in the three blankets, picks him up.

46CLOSE ON JONATHAN AND MARTHA - TRACKING SHOT

MARTHA carries the BABY back to the truck, looks at him with wonder. JONATHAN walks in front, shakes his head.

46CONTINUED

JONATHAN:

Well - better change that tire

if we're gonna get hone and see

about contactin' that boy's proper kin.

MARTHA:

(defensively)

He hasn't got any - not for sure. Not

around here anyways. You saw that

magic contraption he came in, same as me.

JONATHAN has arrived at the truck, starts jacking up the front end...

JONATH.AN

I did. But I ain't gettin' hauled off

to no booby hatch by tellin' other

people I did - and neither is you.

JONATHAN removes the lugs and the punctured tire.

MARTHA:

You take things easy now, Jonathan.

You mind what Doc Frye said about

that heart of' yours...

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