02x12 - Superboy... Rest in Peace

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It's still hot, sir.

The time machine was activated

about an hour ago.

This is a serious breach.

If a time traveler survives it,

consequences could be

catastrophic.

I feared this.

Have the men in the field found

the device?

There still looking feverishly,

but we've only had a little

under an hour.

They haven't dug anything up

yet,

but they're still looking.

Then we still don't know if

she'll succeed.

Dr. Henderson.

I came as fast as I could.

This is terrible.

Professor,

we have the coordinates.

20th century, Schuster College.

What if the time traveler finds

his target?

Our time traveler is unaware of

his target's

secret identity.

He'll be looking for someone

from Schuster College.

One out of thousands.

It'll take time.

At least you have his name.

I can't believe I'm actually

going

to meet Clark Kent.

What an honor to be chosen.

Serene, you must not

discuss the future with him.

He's young, still vulnerable.

A wrong decision could

alter the course of history.

You'll need this to track him.

You have one chance to succeed.

If you fail, this whole world

could be destroyed.

How about Martin Clure?

Grunt?

I don't think he's learned

to finish a sentence yet.

I know, I could set you up with

Jack Borden.

Mr. Biology?

Gimme a break.

The guy wears chloroform

for aftershave.

I'm holding out until Mr. Right

comes along.

Whoa.

My gosh.

Who's this guy?

Oh.

I've been answered.

Gloria.

Are you busy Saturday night?

I have no use the female of your

species?

How could a man break through

solid bricks?

Suddenly he appeared,

right out of thin air.

And before I could introduce

myself,

he smashes right through that

wall.

Only Superboy could do that.

It wasn't Superboy.

I wish.

Are you busy Saturday night?

Clark, stay away from women.

She wants to play ball with you

today, yes.

But tomorrow she will trade you

from the team.

Did the intruder have any other

unusual characteristics?

Well, he was tall and handsome

and strong.

Kind of like you, only without

the glasses.

Are you busy Saturday night?

Andy, is there something wrong?

No, there's nothing wrong.

Why do you ask?

Well, you seem kind

of quiet and distant.

And two girls in shorts just

walked by,

and you didn't even whistle.

Oh, yeah, that.

I've given up women.

Hah.

I find that pretty

hard to believe.

Yeah, well, you can blame it on

christie.

She dumped me for a guy in her

English lit class.

I can't believe she fell for

that poetry crap.

And he's got a zit on the end of

his nose.

Andy, sometimes love transcends

the physical.

What is that, a joke?

Clark, I just don't know what

women want from me.

What is it?

What do they want?

Well, Andy, I don't know.

But do you think it's possible

in some miniscule

way that sometimes you come

across just

a little bit too strong?

Clark, I'm inspired.

I'm really glad, Andy.

Not by you.

Guys, guys, I want you to meet

someone.

She just transferred to

schuster.

This is Ser

Hi.

I'm Serene.

And I'm in heaven.

That's me.

That's just a joke.

I'm Andy.

Nice to meet you, Clark.

Do we know each other?

No.

But I know a lot about you.

What I mean is I've read your

stories in the school paper.

You have a great future.

You really think so?

Are you a journalism student?

I'm considering it.

I'd like to learn more.

Maybe you could give me a few

pointers.

I've got a story I'm working on.

I meanThat would be neat.

I just changed my hair,

it's a new Elvis thing.

Do you like it?

I was wondering.

You wanna come over and see my

new bug collection?

How about dinner on my yacht?

Some champagne, some French

fries, you know.

How about coming over to look of

my revised edition

of the encyclopedia?

I have a Cadillac convertible.

I have a 20 megabyte hard drive.

Excuse me, guys.

I'm sorry to break up the party,

but we've got class.

Okay.

I'll just entertain, Serene.

We didn't shake.

I'm Andy McAllister.

Kind of a freelance,

good-looking guy.

You wanna spend a weekend

together?

Maybe some other time,

Mr. McAllister.

Okay.

I'll wait.

No problem.

Whew.

What?

Have a nice day.

Okay.

Blood pressure 120 over 80.

Temperature 98.6.

Humans.

Pathetic design.

You know, Clark I think

I'll take things slowly

with serene, not rush it.

Wait maybe two, even three days

before I make her my wife.

I'll get it.

What?

Serene.

Listen, I was thinking maybe if

you're not busy

tonight, we could go anywhere

and do anything.

Maybe some other time.

Clark, can we talk?

Sure.

Can we go someplace private?

I've got this deadline.

I can't wait.

She can't wait.

Okay.

I'll just stay here

and get this

developed or something.

Would you like something to eat?

No, thanks.

I thought you wanted to meet

somewhere in private?

We need to blend into the crowd,

Clark.

Hungry?

I mean it's still good.

Someone is looking for you.

You are in great danger.

Who'd be looking for me,

other than my editor,

if I don't get that

story in on time?

I'm not talking about humans,

Clark.

I'm talking about a 4th level

MX307 Android.

It may look like

flesh and blood.

But it's a machine with powers

equal to Superboy's.

A state of the art k*lling

machine,

programmed to destroy you.

Who are you, Serene?

A friend, who's come a long,

long way to warn you.

The android is from the future.

It was designed by brilliant

scientists.

We don't know what its total

capabilities are yet.

But we do know it was sent here

to k*ll you, Clark Kent.

Why?

I mean you who'd wanna k*ll me?

The sensing device.

He's here, Clark.

We must find a place

where it's safe,

until we can find

a way to defeat it.

Well, if he's as dangerous as

you say,

I'd better go contact Superboy.

No, Clark, you don't understand.

This way.

That guy's a psycho.

I'll stand by your side,

Superboy.

You know who I am.

Now it's time to put

the heat on you.

I will enjoy watching you melt,

Boy of Steel.

I can't let this happen.

The Android is too powerful.

We must go where it is safe,

until we can find a way to

defeat it.

Where are we going?

I know a place.

Come on.

What is this place?

This'll be known as Sector 8.

It'll be Metropolis' largest

planetary transport cell.

Come on.

But why is this android after

me?

He was designed by a small

but very powerful

group of scientists.

They sent it down to destroy

you.

So you will never have any

descendents.

I have descendents?

I'm gonna get married,

have children?

With who?

Lana?

All I can tell you is that it is

your descendents

who protect the future.

They are the only ones who can

stop these evil

men from destroying our world.

Serene, you have most

of the same powers I do.

Does that mean you're one

of my

No more questions, Clark.

Our destiny is now.

Don't let your emotions rule

you.

Concentrate all your powers on

defeating the android.

If you die,

the future dies with you.

What else can you tell me about

the android?

One thing we do know is that

when he has carried

out his mission,

he's programmed to self

destruct.

So there will be no evidence of

his existence.

Clark,

he's somewhere in the plant.

Lana?

Hello, Clark.

What are you doing here?

I followed you here.

I was worried about you.

This is not what it looks like.

Serene and I are on a

On an assignment.

A very dangerous assignment.

You shouldn't stay here,

you should leave.

The sensor, Clark.

He's close.

You don't really want her,

do you?

Lana, I

I've always loved you, Clark.

I thoughtI never

I thought we were

just friends.

I just never knew how I felt

until another

woman came in line.

IThis really isn't the best

time.

We could have a great future,

you and I.

I know everything about you,

Superboy.

k*ll her, Clark.

She's the android.

Hahahahaha.

I'm a superior energy force.

It's futile to resist.

Prepare for your termination.

You're less

frail than I expected.

But it is unfortunate that your

maker had no access

to the latest technologies.

I won't let you destroy him.

My computers have scanned his

body.

His vital signs show no

heartbeat.

No brainwaves.

My mission is accomplished.

The Boy of Steel is dead.

No.

Superboy.

No.

He's dead.

I failed.

Don't cry, Serene.

I'm fine.

I don't understand.

You were dead.

Almost.

I took a chance

that the android wasn't

programmed to know

that I can make my heart b*at so

slow

that I can appear to be dead.

So he thought his mission was

complete.

And self destructed.

That's right.

I figure the best way to destroy

him,

was to let him do it for me.

You were brilliant, Superboy.

Your descendents will be proud.

And what about your future,

Serene?

Goodbye, Superboy.

Wait.

Serene, where are you going?

I'm sorry.

I wish I could have been

somebody who

could love you.

Would you bury this with me?

What?

My mission is also complete.

I'm an android too.

No, Serene, no.

You could have told me so much

about my future, Serene.

Now I'll never know.

Professor.

We've just found it.

They dug it up in Sector 8.

So she did succeed.

I'll be back. Hahahaha.