03x07 - The Sons of Icarus

[bunniefuu]

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Rocketed from a distant

planet

to a bold new destiny on

earth

found by a Kansas family

and raised as Clark Kent

he learned he possessed the

strength of steel

the speed of light

and the desire to help all

mankind

He is Superboy.

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The Mysticism of Flying.

[office noise]

Mm hm. Mmhm

I got another one. Right over

Downtown.

[laughter]

There.

[talking and laughing]

I wonder if they're somehow

related to

I don't believe this.

Clark is the least curious

person I know.

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Who are you people?

I can step out into space

and I can fly.

[laughter]

Careful.

[screaming]

[whimpering]

Kee-ah

What?

Ah I amKatia.

As far as his family is

concerned, he was a normal guy.

How's it coming?

Slowly.

What are you doing?

Superboy told the police the

guy's last word.

Katia.

I thought I'd run it through

some of our linguistics

programs.

Anything come up?

Well, a couple of things.

In Gaelic it's a whiskey that's

served at wakes.

[laughs]

Wrong kind of flying.

And in Mongolian it means

[laughter]

I'd keep looking.

Matt

can I see you a minute?

What's up?

I just need you to make some

quick checks, file a few

reports, you know

make us look good

at the home office.

Basically sweep a few things

under the rug to meet our quota.

We're paid to be skeptical.

That's not why I took the job.

I thought we were supposed to

identify

and investigate

unexplained phenomena,

not make up rational

explanations for em

and file em away.

Just play ball with me this

once.

I'll get someone else next

month.

As I see it, we're responsible

for what happened to Malcolm.

If we hadn't started this, he

never would have d*ed.

No my brothers. No.

What happened was tragic. But it

was not a sign or a warning.

It was an accident. Nothing

more.

Now. I have gathered all of you

here

so that we may celebrate

our birthright.

A gift

given to us by God himself to

put us above all other men.

All our lives we have scraped

and scratched

to survive in this

world.

They will call us Gods.

They'll look up at us in wonder.

Now I don't know about the rest

of you

but I just can't walk away

from that.

But, isn't this all irrelevant.

We need seven to summon up the

powers.

I have found another descendant

of our people

right here in Capitol City.

Who is he?

Matt Ritter?

Yeah.

Son of Delano Ritter, grandson

of Clement Ritter?

What can I do for you?

My name is Tio Valjean.

I have some information

that could very well

change your life.

Well, I have everything I need,

Mr. Valjean.

But thank you.

What if I told you

that your bloodline gave

you the opportunity

to be a God among men?

to do things other men only

dream about?

I'd say what I was gonna say

before.

Goodbye.

Well, whether you like it or

not, you are one of the Katia.

Still skeptical Mr. Ritter?

Well, I can understand

how a myth like this

could have been created by

slaves

longing for their

freedom

This goes way beyond sl*very.

It's about our heritage. Faith

in our history.

Faith in yourself.

It's our destiny.

And I can assure you Mr. Ritter,

this is no myth.

This is Matt Ritter.

He's gonna give us our power

back.

Whoa, wait a minute. I can't

How can you be so sure?

What if we bring him in and he

isn't one of us?

Then the power will be taken

away.

Well Joseph

there's only one way to find

out.

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Katia.

Katia.

Katia.

[chanting] Katia.

Katia.

Katia.

[chanting continues]

Katia. Katia.

Katia.

Katia.

Katia.

Katia.

[all chant and shout]

Katia.

Katia.

Katia.

Katia. Katia.

[shouting] Ah!

Katia. Katia. Katia.

Concentrate, Brother.

Katia. Katia.

[drumming]

Katia. Katia.

Katia.

Katia, Katia.

Katia. Katia.

Katia. Katia. Katia. Katia.

Katia.

[sizzling sound]

Katia. Katia. Katia.

Welcome, brother.

You resigned. Why?

I came here to explore all the

big mysteries of the world.

Now I'm finding that sometimes

the biggest mysteries

are bottled up inside yourself.

I don't know if you guys can

appreciate that.

What happened to you?

You play with fire, you get

b*rned.

Why can't you say you

grabbed a hot frying pan,

like a normal person?

I'm gonna miss you guys.

Look I gotta go to payroll.

I'll talk to you guys later.

[beeping]

I found it.

- What?

- Katia.

It's an ancient African dialect.

It's the name of a tribe.

It translates to "the flying

people."

Damn lawyer.

Bet he's never done an honest

day's work in his life.

How long have you known Teo?

About what?

About the fires.

What do you know?

That they only happen when we do

a ritual.

You knew about it, didn't you?

Look. That's just a natural

side affect.

That's not our fault nor

our concern.

We've been given a gift.

A power that gives us dignity.

Do you want to give that up

because of a few fires?

What happens when the others

find out?

The power is strong.

Matt and John are the only two

who haven't felt it.

After they've experienced it,

they won't care either.

Tio.

They came to the Lecroix

plantation

in the year before

the Civil w*r.

The cotton was in full bloom.

There were ten of em all men.

Had just been bought

fresh off the boat from

Africa.

They were sort of wild acting,

and not trained in the ways of

the Lecroix plantation folks.

Anyhows, my great-grandmamma who

was nothing but a young girl

and looking for a husband.

She could tell that there was

something else different

about these Africans.

One of them took a liking to

her.

And every time he got a chance,

he'd sneak up on her and

whisper, "Katia. Katia."

Then he'd point to the sky.

Anyhows, late that night,

she snuck over.

And there she saw the

Africans dancing and singing

around that fire.

But then just as she was

watching,

one by one, the Africans began

rising up in the sky.

She ran out just as her friend

was climbing up,

like he was climbing

a ladder into the sky.

And she screamed, "Take me

with you. Take me."

But he just looked at her.

Smiled.

Touched his chest

and said, "Katia!"

And flew off.

Before she knew it,

they were all gone.

Every single one just up and

flew away

as free as you please.

She told everybody.

She never got tired of telling

the story

of them Africans who

could fly.

She told it to all her children.

And she told them to tell it to

all there children.

Once there was a tribe of

Africans

who could reach up and

touch the sky.

So then the recent

sightings are descendants

from the original tribe?

Well after the Civil w*r,

my great-grandmamma learned that

the Katia had settled nearby

living as free men.

She began to keep track of all

the male descendants.

Because they carried the

power in their blood.

She passed it on to my mother.

And now I keep the record.

All the modern descendants are

on this chart?

If they're Katia, they're

there.

Matt's on here.

Is this a friend of yours?

Yeah.

There's more to the legend

that's not pleasant.

The legend has it that when a

man goes into the sky,

a fire creature is forced down

upon the earth

.trapped

drawn to whoever

is keeping him here

so that he can be

released.

How does that fit in with your

great grandmother's story?

The night the African's flew,

the Lecroix plantation

b*rned to the ground.

You can still see the ruins just

outside of town.

The power is best left

untouched.

I hope Matt gets home soon.

Look at this.

Malcolm Elliot d*ed here right?

Mm hm.

And here are where

the fires are broken up.

All within the radius of the

Lecroix plantation ones.

We interrupt this broadcast for

another special report.

More fire have been set off

throughout the city

as a result of some

strange and unusual mass

that has taken

violently to the streets.

This time in the Northeastern

part of the city.

Oh, no.

The police advise that everyone

stay off the street

I was supposed to get the

viewer's reportto the fire chief

and I never did.

I better get down there

and hand deliver it.

I can drive you.

No, uh. Wait for Matt.

It'll be better. It'll be

faster if I take a cab.

I, I trust me.

Trust you?

The Northeastern section.

[drumming and chanting]

[shouting]

Katia.

Katia.

It's your time.

[drumming]

[chanting]

Matt!

You have to stop this.

What are you doing here?

You're endangering people

You have to stop.

What are you talking about?

You shouldn't be here.

Every time you fly, this thing

comes down and starts fires.

What?

Is that true?

No.

No, no. She's lying.

She's jealous.

It's on the radio

if you don't believe me.

Don't listen to her.

We have to stick together, Matt.

Or they will come and try to

turn us against each other.

How can this be wrong.

It's not wrong.

God gave this to us.

How can it be wrong?

Matt, it's your time.

I can't.

Not if it means putting other

people in danger.

We have been placed

above other people.

God gave us this right.

No. Nothing gives us that right.

No. No. No. No.

John. John. John, you're with

me.

John.

Stephen, Stephen. They're trying

to tear us apart, Stephen.

Joseph, Joseph, Joseph stay with

me.

Stay with me, Joseph.

We started. We were together at

the beginning, Joseph.

- No.

- OK. OK!

I don't need any of you.

I'll do it by myself.

I don't need you.

Katia. Katia.

Katia. Katia. Katia.

[laughter]

Look, look, look. I can do it by

myself. I don't need anybody.

I can do it by myself.

[screams]

Matt.

I just wanted people to

respect me.

They were always

looking down on me.

Just once. I wanted them

to have to

look up to see me,

You all right?

I came so close.

Matt.

Whoa.

Yeah.

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