Superman: Doomsday

Superman: Doomsday is a 2007 American direct-to-video animated superhero film, adapted from the popular DC Comics storyline of the same name, focusing on the death of Superman, the superhero.

Lex Luthor

• [first lines, about Superman] Just look at him. So sleek. So powerful. So... beautiful, like some great golden god made flesh. Of course, any sensible god would demand absolute obedience in return for his favor. But, no, our Man of Steel protects us, with no strings attached. The people? Hmph. They practically worship him anyway. Enjoy your reign while you may, Superman. For surely as night follows day. There comes a time when even gods must die.
• My rumpus room also comes equipped with red solar lamps and, of course, kryptonite. Red and green, the colors of Christmas. And you are on the naughty list!
• [last lines] If history has determined that gods can die, it is also proven that they may return from the dead. It would seem you cannot be destroyed after all, Superman. It would seem. [Luthor smiles]

Superman

• They say I'm brave, but I'm bulletproof. Ordinary men and women who put their lives on the line, they're the real heroes.

Other

• Robot: The subject in question was biologically engineered to be the ultimate soldier. Precise, clinical, unstoppable. But its creators came to realize, could not distinguish between friend and foe. Thus, this doomsday machine lives to extinguish any and all life forms, because it must.

Dialogue

Lex Luthor: Just look at him. So sleek, so powerful, so beautiful. Like some great golden god made flesh. Of course, any sensible god would demand absolute obedience, in return for his favor. But, no, our Man of Steel protects us and keeps us, with no strings attached. And the people, hmm, they practically worship him anyway. Enjoy your reign while you may, Superman. For as surely as night follows day, there comes a time when even gods must die.

---

Martha Kent: Yes?

Lois Lane: Mrs. Kent? I'm Lois Lane. From the Daily Pl--

Martha Kent: I know who you are, Miss Lane. My son talks about you quite often.

Lois Lane: He's the reason I came to see you.

Martha Kent: Has there been word from Afghanistan? I've been-- Well, I have so worried.

Lois Lane: Mrs. Kent, you know as well as I do that your son died in Metropolis last week. Look, I'm not here as a reporter. I--

Martha Kent: Then why are you here, Miss Lane?

Lois Lane: I don't know exactly. Maybe it's just... I don't know if he told you but we have been seeing each other for the past few months, romantically, I mean. And I know the rest of the world adored him and misses him now that he's gone, but no one else on this whole stupid planet can know what it felt like to really love him, to be loved by him or how it feels now every minute of every day, like I'm broken. Like I'm the one that freaking monster pounded on.

[she starts crying]

[Lois Lane crying and sniffling]

[Lois Lane sighs]

Martha Kent: You know, I was just about to put on a fresh pot of coffee. You look like you could use a cup.

Lois Lane: God, yes. Thank you.

---

[Superman has just defeated the monster]

Superman: Is everyone... ?

Lois Lane: [starts to cry] You did it, Superman. We're safe. All of us.

Superman: Good. That's... that's all that... matters. [he dies]

---

Jimmy Olsen: So you were right. The Superman who returned...

Lois Lane: A clone, a fake.

Jimmy Olsen: Which means the real Superman really is...

Lex Luthor: Yes, Jimmy. Dead. Just as you and Ms. Lane are about to be. Because, after all, there is no Superman to save you.

---

Lois Lane: Ever consider the big "S" may not be what he seems?

Jimmy Olsen: He wears red and blue, flies, crime rate's plummeted since he's risen from the grave. Gosh, you think he's a zombie?

Lois Lane: I'm not sure what he is.

---

Mayor of Metropolis: Superman died as he lived, defending Metropolis. He may have come from another world, but he will always belong to ours.

Damon Swank: James Olsen? Your photos of the tragedy were. Well, words fail. It must have been hard for you, being Superman's pal, I mean, if you ever need to talk.

Lois Lane: What is he doing here? I wouldn't be surprised if he's somehow responsible.

Perry White: Luthor doesn't matter right now. Come on, Lois.

Newscaster: Today, Superman's funeral was viewed by hundreds of millions worldwide. Not since President Kennedy died has our nation so collectively mourned. Yet is the people of Metropolis who are feeling the loss most as we know him best. So let us take a brief moment to celebrate his time with us.

Little Boy on TV: Last year for Halloween, I dressed like Superman. Now I'm gonna do it every year for the rest of my life.

Man on TV: I was installing a satellite dish when I slipped off the roof, three stories. I should have been a goner. But out of nowhere everyone's guardian angel was suddenly mine, too.

Perry White: Not a word from Kent. He hasn't called, hasn't e-mailed.

Lois Lane: Clark isn't coming back. It's Afghanistan, chief. People die there every day.

Perry White: Look, Lane, Kent's fine. Just lost in the trenches. You know how he disappears into his work. What are you doing here anyway? I told you to take time off.

Lois Lane: And do what? I'm trying to keep myself occupied.

Perry White: Well, occupy yourself with friends or family. You must have someone you can talk to.

---

Superman: I'm alive?

Robot: It would seem that on this world, the laws of human death do not apply to you, Kal-El. I only came to realize it 17 days after your apparent demise when I was alerted to a single pulse of your biorhythmic signature.

Superman: So my vitals slowed to a crawl--

Robot: To better enable you to heal. I had to await a second pulse, 17 days later, in order to find you once I discovered your body had been relocated.

Superman: Relocated?

Robot: To LexCorp. It would appear that Lex Luthor has cloned you.

Superman: I need to get back to Metropolis.

Robot: Once you have regained your strength. I am uncertain of your double's agenda, but for now, he seems to be protecting Metropolis.

---

Superman Clone: You know, Metropolis is doing just fine without you.

Superman: I'm not sure I approve of your methods.

Superman Clone: I'm not asking for your approval. Get this straight, you're not needed here. Metropolis is under my protection, now and forever.

Superman: Over my dead body.

(The real Superman fires his Kryptonite Gun at the impostor but to no avail. The two Supermen began to fight with them trading blows with each other, creating such cataclysms the likes of which Metropolis had never seen before. The Superclone knocks Superman to the wall of a building and faced him in his powerless state)

Superman Clone: Look, why prolong this? I could keep this up all day, but you... Why not fly out of here while you still can?

Superman: And leave the city in your hands? Not likely.

Superman Clone: But don't you get it? I am you, Superman. A reflection of you as you might have been.

Superman: If I were raised by Luthor?

Superman Clone: If you were strong.

Superman: You're self-righteous, misguided, my reflection in a cracked mirror.

Superman Clone: Suit yourself.

---

Perry White: I don't care how many weeks you spent on that story, Lane. The Daily Planet is not about to attack a charity organization.

Lois Lane: You know Lex Luthor couldn't care less about the homeless, chief. It's a front to siphon money back to LexCorp so he can fund the manufacture of high-tech arms to sell on the black market.

Perry White: Allegedly.

Lois Lane: Look, how many exposés do I have to write before Metropolis wakes up and sees through Luthor's philanthropy shtick?

Perry White: As many as it takes, but it helps to have a smoking gun.

Lois Lane: You sure you're not on LexCorp's payroll, chief? You've been mighty soft on the prince of darkness lately.

Perry White: Excuse me for not wanting to get sued for libel... again!

Lois Lane: Well, LexCorp's going down, whether it's me or Superman who does it.

Perry White: If it's Superman, that makes it news and I'll be happy to print it! Kent, shouldn't you be on your way to the airport?

Superman: I always make my flight, chief. Just packing the last of my things.

Perry White: Well, don't forget to write.

Superman: Sure thing, Perry.

Perry White: Articles, Kent, articles. That's what foreign correspondents do.

Jimmy Olsen: Perry's really broken up about you leaving.

Superman: Ah, he'll miss me when I'm gone, Jimmy. Well, I'm off to Afghanistan, Lois.

Lois Lane: Happy trails, Smallville.

Superman: Guess I'll be seeing you. Don't step on any landmines.

---

Superman Clone: It's really me, Lois. I'm back.

Lois Lane: Like I haven't heard that before. I may need some proof.

[Lois Lane moans]

Lois Lane: Okay, I'm convinced.

Superman Clone: I'm glad. But I'm not sure they'll ever trust me again.

Lois Lane: They will. It may take some time.

Little Boy: Are you going to wear the red and blue suit again? Because I like that one better.

Lois Lane: Or not very much time at all.

Superman: Mm. Do I smell coffee?

Lois Lane: Fresh pot. I'm almost done here. Mm---

Superman: [reading Lois' latest article] There's only one S in resurrection.

Lois Lane: Didn't realize proofreading was one of your super-powers.

Superman: Well, no. But I was the spelling-bee champ of Smallville Elementary.

[Lois gasps and looks back to find Superman wearing Clark Kent's glasses]

Lois Lane: Clark. [runs and jumps into his arms] Don't forget to call your mother. [they kiss]

Lex Luthor: If history has determined that gods can die, it is also proven that they may return from the dead. It would seem you can't be destroyed after all, Superman. It would seem.

---

Murphy: Two miles below Earth's surface. Even Superman can't see us here.

Drill Operator: Luthor's sure to be happy about that.

Murphy: Heat's fricking unbearable.

Drill Operator: Yeah, forget Luthor and his happiness.

Murphy: I shall invent a new energy source, by harnessing radiation emitted from the Earth's core.

Drill Operator: And rake in billions while we drown in our own sweat.

Murphy: Don't be surprised if he asks us to dig straight to hell. We're halfway there already.

Drill Operator: Insert a diode catheter into Satan's rectum, run a feed back to LexCorp, and crank up the juice.

Murphy: Keep Metropolis' power grids burning bright until the end of time.

[Drill Operator and Murphy chuckling]

Drill Operator: Whoa! Dr. Murphy.

Murphy: What is it?

Drill Operator: I'm no scientist. You tell me.

---

Mercy Graves: Lex. Oh.

Lex Luthor: Get this to Biochem, hand-carry only. Keep it off the interlink.

Mercy Graves: I know the drill, Lex. What is it, the cure for cancer?

Lex Luthor: Muscular dystrophy. I can cure every known case with a simple inoculation. Have Swan find a way to slow it to a crawl. Turn it into a lifetime treatment program. Right now, it's a mere $300-billion windfall.

Mercy Graves: And you need it to be a perennial, got it. But Swan's working the AIDS thing.

Lex Luthor: Oh, right. What about Schaffenberger?

Mercy Graves: Bird flu.

Lex Luthor: Hm.

[puts away the cure]

Lex Luthor: Guess "Jerry's Kids" will have to wait their turn. Now, Mercy, what have you got for me?

Mercy Graves: Project Applecore. They've hit the mother lode.

---

Robot: Have you cured cancer yet, Kal-El?

Superman: I can design a machine that receives faint transmissions, from the distant future, sculpt a miniature sun, from dwarf-star matter, but I can't find a way to keep human cells from metastasizing. I wish I could help humankind by doing more than just being its resident strongman. One thing I've learned since arriving in Metropolis is that those in power, don't always have the people's interests at heart.

Lois Lane: As much as I love dishing on evil bald-headed freaks, I thought we came here to get away from it all. You wouldn't have a blow-dryer?

Superman: We'll need to get you a larger travel bag, Lois.

Lois Lane: I wouldn't need so many warm baths if our weekend getaway was Palm Springs.

Superman: The Antarctic camouflages Kryptonian crystal-tech far better than cacti. But next time you catch a chill, give me a holler. I'll warm you.

Lois Lane: You wouldn't use your heat vision on me, would you, Superman?

Superman: No, just the x-ray.

Lois Lane: You're bad! Um, maybe we could find a robot-free zone?

Murphy: That's it, Mr. Luthor. Definitely a spacecraft.

Drill Operator: Of alien origin.

Lex Luthor: Vintage?

Murphy: We're deep.

Drill Opetator: Before Christ deep.

Murphy: That's a conservative estimate.

Mercy Graves: Last time aliens fell to Earth, we got Superman.

Lex Luthor: This time, whatever's in that tin can will belong to me, lock, stock and barrel. What happened?

Murphy: We have a puncture. How are we supposed to understand him?

Lex Luthor: It's a warning.

Murphy: Aah!

Anderson: Clear out! Clear out!

[Anderson screaming and shouting]

'[Murphy gasps and screams]

'[Murphy screams]

Anderson: Use the laser! The laser!

[Anderson screaming]

Lex Luthor: If an alien race possessed the technology to trap that thing, and use Earth as their personal toilet, they did so for one reason. They couldn't kill it.

[Anderson screams]

Lois Lane: You know, I've been thinking.

Superman: Hmm?

Lois Lane: About Clark.

Superman: Kent? While you're snuggling with me? I think I'm jealous.

Lois Lane: Smallville's going on assignment in a dangerous part of the world.

Superman: They say I'm brave, but I'm bulletproof. Ordinary men and women who put their lives on the line, they're the real heroes.

Lois Lane: I just find it interesting that the more intimate you and I become, the more distant Clark becomes, literally. Superman, I wanna know everything there is to know about you, like your real name.

Superman: Hmm. It's Kal-El.

Lois Lane: Your other real name.

[Damon Swank groans]

Damon Swank: Biscuit? Biscuit! Mother. Aaarggh!

Lex Luthor: That monster's trail of destruction will lead the authorities right to my doorstep.

Mercy Graves: Relax, Lex. Applecore may have been illegal, but it was completely under the radar.

Lex Luthor: See that it stays that way. Scorch Earth if you have to. LexCorp was never there.

Lois Lane: Look, I know who you are. Why can't you just tell me?

Superman: Lois, I care about you more than anyone else on Earth. To reveal my secret identity would compromise your safety.

Lois Lane: Please. My safety was compromised the moment I met you. How many times have you had to rescue me? Rhetorical.

Superman: I haven't told you my identity for the same reason we haven't gone public with our relationship. Why we come here to be alone.

Lois Lane: Well, try reading a gossip column. Practically all of Metropolis thinks we're dating anyway. You're clinging to keep one last part of you separate from us. And the only reason that I can fathom is that for an alien, you've developed a very human... very male fear of commitment. We've been together for six months. It would be nice to start calling you something other than Superman!

Robot: He also goes by Kal-El.

Lois Lane: Shut up!

[Trucker Man gasping]

[Trucker Man screaming]

Superman: Well, that was some first fight.

Lois Lane: Be nice if it was our last.

Superman: Maybe you're right. Maybe it is time you got to know the real me.

Robot: Kal-El.

Superman: -This isn't a good time.

Robot: You are needed in Metropolis. It is a matter of terrific urgency. I have isolated a match via interstellar records, from your father's archives. The subject in question was biologically engineered to be the ultimate soldier. Precise, clinical, unstoppable. But its creators came to realize, could not distinguish between friend and foe. Thus, this Doomsday machine lives to extinguish any and all life forms, because it must.

Office Trucker: We need to clear this area.

Soldier: Fire!

[Soldier screams]

Lois Lane: You're dropping me off here? Doomsday's at Hob's End on the East Side.

Superman: Exactly.

Lois Lane: Jimmy, meet me on the roof, and don't forget your camera.

[Soldier screaming]

[Soldier screams]

[Soldier grunts]

[Superman inhales deeply]

[Superman grunting]

Jimmy Olsen: Uh, Lois, shouldn't we wait for a pilot?

Lois Lane: I'm an Air Force brat, remember? I was flying these things when you were still in training pants. Now, hang on.

Jimmy Olsen: Aah!

Lois Lane: There.

[Superman grunting]

Lois Lane: Jimmy, camera on the action.

Jimmy Olsen: Oh, man, he can jump!

Superman: Aah!

Jimmy Olsen: Thanks, Superman.

[Jimmy Olsen vomits]

Superman: Get out of here. Now.

Lois Lane: Superman, don't--

Superman: It's why I'm here.

[Superman breathes deeply]

[man grunting]

'[Superman grunting]

Jimmy Olsen: I've never seen Superman take such a pounding. Not that he can't dish it.

Newscaster: For those just joining us, Metropolis is the scence, of widespread destruction this morning, as Superman attempts to overpower a creature responsible, for a string of grisly murders. But as of right now, it's uncertain which way the tide will turn.

[Superman grunting]

[Superman grunting]

[Superman coughs and gasps]

Jimmy Olsen: Lois, do you think Superman's o--?

Lois Lane: Camera on the action, Jimmy.

[girl crying]

Lois Lane: Superman.

[Superman grunts]

[Superman has just defeated Doomsday]

Superman: Is everyone... ?

Lois Lane: [starts to cry] You did it, Superman. We're safe. All of us.

Superman: Good. That's... that's all that... matters.

[Lois Lane gasps]

Lois Lane: Clark.

[Lois Lane sobbing]

[Martha Kent sobbing]

---

Newscaster: As feared, crime rates have soared in the past weeks. Criminals have become more daring, and Metropolis P.D. remains understaffed and underfunded. On the bright side, technologies mogul and philanthropist Lex Luthor, contributed $10 million to the police department earlier today. But ultimately, Metropolis is faced with a stark reality, that no police force, no matter how well-equipped, will ever be as omnipresent as one man.

Damon Swank: You've made the right decision, James. We at the National Voyeur feel there's enough misery in the world today. Why rub people's noses in it?

Jimmy Olsen: We're in the business of entertainment, Mr. Swank.

Damon Swank: And making money, James.

Jimmy Olsen: Please, call me Jimmy.

Lois Lane: Jimmy gave notice?

Perry White: What notice? Little ingrate up and left. Working for that tabloid rag.

Lois Lane: But why would he--? Look, chief, this has been hard on all of us, Jimmy included. I'm sure this is just his way of trying to, you know, heal.

Perry White: Don't sugarcoat it, Lane. Olsen's weak. He isn't man enough to keep a grip on his ideals. Easy enough to lose sight of, I suppose, in a world without Superman. Which reminds me, you rode shotgun with Metro P.D. on that sleeper-cell raid. Kind of risky, don't you think?

Lois Lane: No more than usual, chief. Why should things be any different?

Perry White: Because he isn't here to pull your ass out of the fire anymore, that's why. Be careful, Lane.

Lex Luthor: Taken before his time. So completely, absurdly random.

Mercy Graves: Come on, Lex. I figured you'd be stoked he's finally gone. Isn't this what you wanted?

Lex Luthor: I wanted a winning strategy. Instead, I've been cheated of the victory I've planned for years, by an intergalactic soccer hooligan!

Mercy Graves: Your scientists found the hooligan.

Lex Luthor: Speaking of which, you did see to it that little mess was cleaned up?

Mercy Graves: LexCorp was never there.

Lex Luthor: And neither were you.

Toyman: Toyman doesn't feel like sharing. The goodies are mine, mine, mine. All you action figures and your accessories better back off, or the kiddies are coming down the hard way, ker-splat!

Man: [whispering] Are you suicidal? We're supposed to report news, not make it.

Lois Lane: Forget the news. Those kids are gonna die.

Toyman: That's it, ta-ta. We'll play again another day.

Lois Lane: It's okay.

[girl sobbing]

[Lois grunts]

Lois Lane: Come on. It's safe now. It's okay.

[girl screams]

Toyman: Wha--? My play dates. Fun time's over!

[girl screams]

[girl screaming]

Toyman: School's out forever!

[Lois Lane gasps and girl screams]

[Lois Lane gasping and girl gasping]

[Lois Lane screaming and girl screaming]

Superman: Your stop. Be right back.

Woman: Superman's back?

Toyman: You? But you're--

Superman: Taking you in, Toyman.

Toyman: Giddyup! Aah!

Grumpy Man: Pfft. Like we really needed him to bust up a mechanical spider, right? Lame.

Toyman: Um, thank you, Superman.

Superman: It's why I'm here. It's really me, Lois. I'm back.

Lois Lane: I can see that, feel that. But how?

Superman: I awoke in darkness. The last thing I remember before that is--

Lois Lane: You're here, unless I'm dreaming. That's all that matters. Oh, you missed it.

Superman: Here you go.

Lois Lane: Oh... Mm. You are glad to see me?

Superman: Of course, Lois. It's just, I may need time to re acclimate. I did just come back from the grave, you know.

Lois Lane: Of course.

Superman: So see you soon?

Lois Lane: Yeah. Soon.

Mayor of Metropolis: We will soon commence renovation of Superman Memorial Park, to celebrate the occasion of his return.

Superman: There's work to be done. But I will make the streets of Metropolis safe again.

Martha Kent: It's miracle. A miracle.

Cast

• Adam Baldwin - Kal-El/Clark Kent/Superman and Superman Clone
• Anne Heche - Lois Lane
• James Marsters - Lex Luthor
• Adam Wylie - Jimmy Olsen
• Swoosie Kurtz - Martha Kent
• Cree Summer - Mercy Graves
• Ray Wise - Perry White
• Tom Kenny - The Robot
• John DiMaggio - Winslow P. Schott/Toyman
• Chris Cox - Damon Swank
• James Arnold Taylor - Officer Tucker
• Kimberly Brooks - Murphy
• Kevin Smith - Grumpy Man
• Townsend Coleman - Drill Operator
• Hettie Lynn Hurtes - Newscaster

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