You will travel far, my little Kal-EI.
But we will never leave you...
... even in the face of our deaths.
You will make my strength your own.
You will see my life through your eyes...
... as your life will be seen through mine.
The son becomes the father, and the father the son.
In spite of your past...
...I know you're a good man.
And all good men...
...deserve a second chance.
From the moment I received your first letter...
...I knew you were not like the rest.
You came from nothing...
...and you worked so hard to get where you are.
You might have made a few mistakes.
- Gertrude, for God's sake! - Damn it, Gertrude, let us in now!
You said that if I helped you get out of prison...
...you'd take care of me.
And you have.
You've shown me pleasures that I've never known.
That's why you deserve...
...everything.
I love you...
...Lex Luthor.
Gertrude, let us in. He's a crook.
He doesn't love you, Gertrude!
He's a monster! Gertrude!
- You can keep that. - Oh, God.
The rest is mine.
We're done.
Bye, Martha.
Oh, Clark.
Oh, my boy.
Will you get that thing out of my face!
Lex, your friends give me the creeps.
Prison is a creepy place, Kitty.
One needs to make creepy friends in order to survive.
Even a man with my vast talents is worth less inside...
...than a carton of cigarettes and a sharp piece of metal in your pocket.
Do you know the story of Prometheus? No, of course you don't.
Prometheus was a god who stole the power of fire from the other gods...
...and gave control of it to mortals.
In essence, he gave us technology. He gave us power.
So we're stealing fire? In the Arctic.
Actually, sort of. You see, whoever controls technology controls the world.
The Roman Empire ruled the world because they built roads.
The British Empire ruled the world because they built ships.
America, the atom bomb, and so on and so forth.
I just want what Prometheus wanted.
Sounds great, Lex, but you're not a god.
Gods are selfish beings who fly around in little red capes...
...and don't share their power with mankind.
Hey, boss.
We found something.
No, I don't wanna be a god.
I just wanna bring fire to the people.
And I want my cut.
Was this his house?
You might think so. Most would.
This is more of a monument to a long dead...
...and extremely powerful civilization.
This is where he learned who he was.
This is where he came for guidance.
Possibilities.
Endless possibilities.
You act like you've been here before.
My son...
... you do not remember me.
I am Jor-EI.
I'm your father.
By now, I will have been dead many thousands of your years.
- He thinks I'm his son. - You are the only survivor of Krypton.
Embedded in the crystals before you is the total accumulation of all literature...
... and scientific fact from dozens of other worlds...
... spanning the 28 known galaxies.
There are questions to be asked.
Here in this...
This Fortress of Solitude...
... we shall try to find the answers together.
Can he see us?
No, he's dead.
So, my son...
... Kal-EI...
... speak.
Tell me everything...
...starting with crystals.
Hey, boy.
- On Tuesday, between support...
- hindered the firefighting efforts for all those...
Police have finally arrived and it's still complete mayhem down here.
Fighting broke out in the southernmost region...
... with border fire and small-arms attacks prevalent.
Don't worry, I buried it this morning.