Justice League: Throne of Atlantis

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Is that your son?

- Yes, sir.

- Big fan of the Justice League.

Yeah. He used to play with a toy

submarine I gave him, but not anymore.

His dad can't compete with

heroes like Superman around.

Well, not all heroes wear capes.

- Yes, sir.

- Take us.

Investigating an SOS beacon in the middle

of the Atlantic. That's pretty heroic.

- What is it? What's wrong?

- Sonar has inbound, sir.

Impossible, it's open ocean for miles.

Computer has 15...

No, 22 separate inbound.

Evasive maneuvers. Now.

Captain, the inbound,

they've changed course.

Sir, 37... Now 55

inbound still on target.

We have to return fire.

At what? We don't know

what's chasing us.

Coming in hot. Impact in T-minus 15.

- They look like...

- Like what?

- T-minus 10.

- Like people.

Brace for impact.

We've lost propulsion.

Engine room, report.

Taking water, captain.

Engine room. Engine room.

SOS. This is the S.S. California

with an emergency SOS.

We are under attack.

I only hope someone hears th...

This is Colonel Trevor,

government liaison to the Justice League.

No, we changed it last week.

"Justice League" tested better.

Oh, crap.

Victor, wait up.

No. Not now.

It's time Victor. Time to wake up.

No, please, just a little longer.

Please.

Dr. Charles.

Please, Vic, it's Sarah.

Right. Sarah. I forgot.

I came by to see how you were

doing after the operation.

Fine. The environmental

upgrades you and my dad made...

to my systems will make me

more useful in the field.

And you're okay with us replacing

your remaining human lung?

At this point, I'm more

machine than man anyway.

As long as I have my brain

and heart intact, I'll be all right.

Okay, well,

I guess I'll check you later?

Yeah, do that.

Way to go, Stone.

Incoming call from Silas Stone.

Ignore.

Figured I'd find you here.

You're always here.

Naval sub went dark and sank

to the ocean floor mid-Pacific.

Pulling it up now.

Sounds like they're being slaughtered.

The Navy wants their missiles back

and I want to know what happened.

I'll boom down there

and check it out myself.

- You want help?

- If it was done manually...

I won't be able to track anything

besides point of access.

Maybe security cameras

could give me a visual.

- I meant, you could call the League.

- I know what you meant.

Until we have answers,

no need to escalate this any higher.

Have it your way.

Let me know what you find.

Sir. The others?

They don't really come in. At all.

Despite what you would like the

world to think, Colonel Trevor,

there is no Justice League.

It's a beautiful view, isn't it?

It is. I forget to enjoy it sometimes.

This must have been what the

view from Olympus was like.

We're not like the gods,

but we're not like them, either.

We're not like anyone.

Do you ever feel alone?

Diana, of course I do.

But I've learned a way to

deal with it. I can show you.

You know, buddy, life sucks.

Never believed it before,

but I believe it now.

I buried my dad this week.

I'm all alone.

- Look at this.

- Who is that?

Talking to himself again.

He's been staring at the aquarium.

Hey, another one over here.

Okay. But I'm cutting you

off after this one, Arthur.

Now, where were we?

Yo, leave him alone.

We're talking.

Arthur, I know you miss your dad, but...

I was gonna eat that.

Then you're gonna have

to go through me first.

Works for me, tough guy.

Wait. Hold on. Hold on.

Okay, let's go.

After all these years...

I found him.

He's exactly what we've been looking for,

David. We must confront him. Tonight.

Maybe we shouldn't out him

here just yet, doctor.

We can approach him in the morning.

Thanks, guys.

I needed to blow off some steam.

Always kind of wondered about that.

What the hell are you?

I wish I knew, pal. I wish I knew.

Here you go, buddy.

I gotta thank Sarah for those upgrades.

No way I'm doing this if I

hadn't replaced that lung.

Reminder set.

Scan for discrepancies.

Scanning.

Structure compromised.

Yeah, I can see that. But by what?

Magnify.

- Is that a handprint?

- Affirmative.

Accessing security footage.

Error. Files corrupted.

Damn.

Locate missiles.

Scanning. Not found.

That's not good.

What the hell?

Servos damaged. Suggest retreat.

Hostiles in pursuit.

Boom us out of here.

Hey dad, I'm home.

Oh, right.

You contacted everyone?

Yeah, Billy. You came.

Sure, I prefer ditching

school for the day.

This chair is nicer than my bed.

Hey guys, sorry I'm...

Not late?

Where is everybody?

The human Internet router's

having trouble getting the word out.

Let's do it the old fashioned way.

I'll bet you like Cuban food.

I know this sick place.

In Cuba.

I'm gonna disembowel you, Barry.

Took you long enough.

Yeah, yeah, what's the what?

I was just about to seal the deal.

Cyborg's got something.

All hands on deck.

Race you to headquarters?

We have a headquarters?

- Clark?

- Yeah?

This actually works.

- I know it.

- To hide in plain sight as one of them.

Not hide as much as be one of them.

The difference eludes me.

We can just blend in. Together.

Smallville? Is that you?

Oh, Lois. Hi.

I'm... I'm sorry, sorry. This is...

- Lois Lane.

- Diana Prince.

Ooh. That's some grip.

I work with Clark. Closely.

We share a by-line sometimes.

Diana is a diplomat.

Oh. So this is an interview?

No. It's a date.

Oh. Right. Nice manners, farm boy.

Girl like this you take somewhere posh.

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