Superman 4: The Quest for Peace


Listen carefully...

... my son.

By now, Kal-El...

... you are entering the atmosphere

of the planet known as Earth.

I pray you have made a safe journey.

The yellow sun of your new home

will give you great physical powers.

But it cannot console your spirit.

Placed aboard this vessel

is an energy module...

... all that remains

of a once-powerful civilization:

Krypton, your mother planet.

It is my last gift to you.

Once removed, the ship will

grow cold and silent...

... and you will be finally alone.

The power in the module

can be used but once.

Use it wisely, my son.

Clark, you out here?

Clark Kent!

Hi, Mr. Hornsby.

Over here.

- There you are.

- How are you, sir?

- I'm fine, Clark. How are you?

- Nice to see you.

- It's been a long time.

- A long time.

I was tidying up for when

you show the place.

Didn't I mention there was

an offer to buy, sight unseen?

I don't want to sell this place

to a big developer.

The buyer has to want a real farm,

not another shopping center.

Now darn it, Clark,

why are you so stubborn?

Today, nobody wants a farm.

You blink your eye and they'll

all be gone. That's progress.

Oh, my gosh, look at this.

Oh, what a joker

old Jonathan Kent was.

You know, I asked him

what happened to the baby's crib.

And he said:

"Oh, little Clark must've had

a bad dream and kicked it."

- I swear, Dad liked a good joke.

- Yeah.

I was wondering, maybe you'd like

to keep these for your grandchildren.

Why, thank you very much, Clark.

Here, batter up.

- Oh, no.

- Come on.

- No, really...

- We'll hit a few.

Watch out now, these will

come in pretty fast.

You never could hit a curve ball!

That's my final decision

about the place.

I'm holding out for a real farmer.

You are?

And you're just as obstinate

as your father was too.

I'm sorry, but that's

just the way it is.

You be careful when you get back

to Metropolis, Clark.

It's a long, long way from

where you were born.

Yes, sir. I never forget that, sir.

- Bye.

- Bye, Clark.

What is that God-awful noise

you're making?

Mozart, my low-forehead friend.

Even this wretched pit can't diminish

the spirit of true genius.

Life itself started in a murky pit

much like this.

A true genius like myself

learns to seize the moment.

You're the first to know...

...that I now have plans

to re-create life itself.

Luthor, start breaking a sweat

or we'll throw you to the wolves.

Luthor, let's get them duds dirty.

- Move it, meathead.

- Let's see a little sweat.

What's that car doing here?!

Stop that vehicle!

- Hey, stop!

- Hold it there, son.

Yo! Where the hell is this and how

the hell do I get to Cedar City?

You on the wrong side

of the state, boy.

- No chance.

- Oh, no.

You got a fine, fine super-fine

sound system here, son.

I guess you dudes have never seen

one of these Sensurround 100s?

Yeah, I seen one once in a magazine.

Well, heck. Come on, get in.

- Really?

- Come on.


- You wanted to hear it, come on!

- All right.

Hop in, Bubba.

Let's give it a listen.

Hey, this is great!


What's going on?


- What's happening?

- The top.


Lordy! Lordy!

And away!

Y'all come back and see us!

Oh, no!


All right!

Did I do okay or what, Uncle Lex?

Lenny, you've always been the

Dutch elm disease of my family tree.

But this time you did fine.

You gonna skip the country, Uncle Lex?

You pathetic product

of the public schools...

...I've had nothing

on my awesome mind...

...since I've been incarcerated

except one thing:

- Destroy Superman!

- Destroy Superman!




Help! Help!

Somebody get help!


He's okay. He needs a doctor.


Gentlemen, one moment.

I want people to know that

our subway system... the safest and most reliable

means of public transit.

Thank you.


You're late, Kent.

Sorry, Mr. White, won't happen again.

Where is everybody?



- Hey, what's going on?

- Abominable!

- Regardez, voil David Warfield.

- David Warfield...

...who owns those sleazy tabloids?

Au contraire. Who owns all those

sleazy tabloids and The Daily Planet.


You only read the pictures?

The fact is, Mr. White,

that I only read the ledger.

A ledger which the previous owners

paid so little attention to...

...I bought the paper from them.

The Daily Planet hasn't made

any money in three years.

And the name of the game

is making money.

Ladies and gentlemen,

my daughter, Lacy Warfield.

- Thanks, Daddy.

- It's nice to meet you.

Mr. White, Lacy will be helping you.

Helping me? Helping me what?

I have some mock copies

of our new layout.

It's super.

The suit's not right,

but we can change that.

Excuse me, Mr. Warfield.

The world isn't really on the brink.

Isn't that headline irresponsible?

Maybe, but it'll sell

a lot of newspapers.

Mr. White, don't do anything rash.

I won't let you turn this grand

old lady into one of your bimbos...

Mr. White, may I point out that Daddy

holds all of your contracts...

...which you will have to honor.

Excusez-moi, your spoiled-ness...

Why is Lois speaking French?

...I have a plane to catch to Paris for

the emergency Ministers' Conference...

Not so fast. All trips are canceled.

You mean my trip to Paris is canceled?

Mr. White, you come with me.

I want to see your books.

Everyone get back to work.

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Jerry Siegel

Jerome Siegel (October 17, 1914 – January 28, 1996), who also used pseudonyms including Joe Carter and Jerry Ess, was an American writer of superhero comics. His most famous creation was Superman, which he created in collaboration with his friend Joe Shuster. He was inducted (with Shuster posthumously) into the comic book industry's Will Eisner Comic Book Hall of Fame in 1992 and the Jack Kirby Hall of Fame in 1993. more…

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