[instrumental music]
Lois, this is a terrific piece
you two wrote on those missing orphans.
It's poignant. It's real touching.
It reminds me of the king's "In The Ghetto."
Thanks. I just wish we could write a happy ending to it.
Find the jerk who kidnapped them.
Oh, the police still don't have any leads, huh?
No. That's the story.
Twenty kids have been taken from orphanages
in the last couple of months without a trace
and since the police don't have any worried parents
screaming in their ears they're not exactly
making it a top priority.
Well, stay on it.
If anybody can get to the bottom of it, you two can.
Dad, I gotta go.
Yeah. Alright. You guys are gonna stay with us.
No arguments. That is final.
Okay? Okay. We'll see you when you get here tomorrow.
Love to mom. Bye.
You know, it is their anniversary.
Maybe they don't want to stay at our place.
Maybe they want to be alone.
- Alone? - Yeah.
You know, so they can be together.
Celebrate in private.
[chuckles] Lois, come on.
These are my parents we're talking about.
Well..
How long have they been together?
Thirty-five years.
That's even longer than Alice and I got.
We had..
Well, we had 32 and a half, uh..
Chief! Got your personal ad in tomorrow's edition.
- No problem. - Oh.
- Personal ad? - Uh, well..
...it's not like I'm having a lot of success dating lately.
- Let me see what you wrote. - No, no, no, no. No.
It's just boilerplate likes and dislikes, uh
and it was supposed to have been anonymous.
[Clark laughs]
[intense music]
[tires squealing]
(female #1) 'Ryan?'
'Ryan! Oh, my gosh, he's gone!'
Help! Somebody call the police!
- Uh, I-I-I-- - Sure. Yeah. Go.
How do you guys do that?
How did you even know he had somewhere to go?
Oh, well, I-I just..
...can't tell you.
Ryan! Ryan!
[whooshing]
- What happened? - Superman.
The man who steals the children
he struck again, he took Ryan!
- Did you see which way he went? - No, but he just left.
Please, you've got to save him! Hurry!
Okay, I'll see if I can find him.
[dramatic music]
[music continues]
[theme music]
[explosion]
[music continues]
- There you guys are. - Hi!
- I was starting to get worried. - Oh, sorry, honey.
We got stuck in traffic coming from the airport.
Well, see, you should let me take you here myself.
- You know? - Oh, no, no, no.
We didn't wanna bother you, son, that's why I thought
we should stay at a hotel.
No way. Unless you guys want to be alone.
Jonathan! Martha!
Happy anniversary.
Oh, well, not yet. Two more days.
Well, it's close. Congratulations.
So we're just, uh, 34 and a half years behind you.
[laughs] You'll get there.
(man on T.V.) 'Police still don't have any..'
Oh, we saw that.
'Isn't that awful?'
Although they're not ruling anything else out
they are working under the assumption
that this case may be connected to the other missing orphans.
Oh, those poor kids.
And you have no idea where they've been taken?
Whoever's behind this thing
must have lined everything with lead
including the getaway car.
And the really weird thing is
there never seems to be a struggle
'when these kids are taken.'
It's almost as if they want to go.
I'd be a total wreck if that ever happened to my kid.
Oh! Cab's still on the meter.
Clark, will you help me with the bags, please?
Sure. Yeah.
[sighs]
Are you okay, honey?
Me? Yeah. I'm fine.
This whole story's just got me thinking
about having babies.
Lois..
...are you trying to tell me something?
What?
Oh! Oh, you think that I'm.. Oh, no. I'm not.
No, I'm not. Really.
I mean, not that I wouldn't wanna be.
I mean, I wouldn't want to be right this second, but, uh..
...it's just, just been crossing my mind lately.
I see.
Actually, we're waiting for Dr. Klein
to tell us if we can even have kids.
Did you ever have any qualms about raising children
after you started trying?
I-I mean, did you..
Did you ever think that you might not be able to
handle the responsibility?
Oh, no. Not once I decided I was ready.
And..
...I'll know that I'm ready for this how, exactly?
You just will.
When you are..
...you'll know, believe me.
Hmm.
[upbeat music]
Here you go.
Oh!
[keys beeping]
Oh, Wendy!
And how are the little tykes doing today?
'They're just fine, Dr. Kripstly.'
Just like every day, thanks to you.
And thanks to you too, Wendy.
After all, look how happy you make them.
Well, I get as much out of it as they do, believe me.
Plus, it beats working in the toy store.
Here. I made them some toys.
New ones too.
They're not even out in the stores yet.
Now, make sure the new boy Ryan gets first pick.
You're spoiling them.
They deserve to be spoiled.
They're all neglected and forgotten children
betrayed by the adults of the world
who would deny them their fantasies, their childhood.
Just like you deserved better when you were a child, I'll bet.
[yelling] That's none of your business!
I don't ever wanna hear you
talk about my childhood here again!
Do you understand me?
Okay. I'm sorry. I-I-I didn't know.
Remember, Wendy..
...this place is for happy thoughts only.
Okay? Now, why don't you hand out these toys?
- Okay? - Okay.
What is this?
Oh!
I thought that you might want to see that.
It seemed to me it was like that idea
you were telling me you had.
"S.T.A.R. Labs, a subsidiary of Dynacord International"
'"is rumored to be ready to unveil"'
"their latest technological breakthrough."
"The reintegrator"
"a device which will be able to disintegrate matter"
"transport it across space"
"and then rematerialize it."
What's wrong?
See? This is exactly why you can never trust adults, Wendy.
They'll stab you in the back every time!
This..
...is the prototype for the reintegrator.
I spent years developing this.
This is my idea.
You mean, Dynacord stole it from you?
I pitched this to their board of directors years ago
when I worked in their toy division.
I had hoped to finally be recognized
as a legitimate scientist.
Instead, they laughed at me.
They mocked me.
They called me a quack.
And then they told me to get back to my toys.
Now, I discover
that they've assigned a scientist from S.T.A.R. Labs
to oversee its development without me.
But it's your invention!
You ought to sue 'em.
No, no, no, no, no.
That's the adult way of doing things.
My way is far more childish and juvenile
and therefore more punitive, which makes it more fun.
The reintegrator was my baby, and they stole it from me.
Therefore, I think it's only right
that I steal their babies from them.
Probably rotten parents anyway.
Steal their children?
Dr. Kripstly, you can't do that.
Not without help, I can't.
And this is just the man who will help me.
Dr. Bernard Klein.
[intense music]
- 'Dr. Klein.' - Yes?
(Kripstly) 'Down here, you fool.'
- 'That's right. It's me.' - Oh, look! How cute!
Where'd you come from?
'You're comin' with us, Klein.'
- Excuse me? - 'Let's go.'
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
Ah. Hector. I should have known.
(Hector) 'Beg your pardon, Dr. Klein?'
[groaning]
- Hector! - 'I said move it, baldy.'
[instrumental music]
(Kripstly) 'Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.'
[duck quacking]
'Eyes front, pal.'
Quack! Quack!
(Lois) 'Hard to call it a kidnapping when there's no kidnapper.'
Maybe it's some kind of mind control
or a hallucination
or maybe even some kind of invisible man.
Clark, listen to us.
What do we do for a living?
[chuckles]
[duck quacking]
What was that sound?
Can-can you rewind that?
[duck quacking]
What do you think?
It sounds like a..
...a sick duck.
Huh.
Hello?
Is anybody there?
Help.
Welcome, Dr. Klein!
[laughs] Oh, thank God!
At least you're not another toy.
You're not, right?
My name is Dr. Kripstly.
Does that ring any bells for you?
Dr. Kripstly.
Harold Kripstly, the toy inventor?
- I'm flattered. - Well, sure, I've heard of you.
Well, you were a legend in the toy division.
I used to read about you all the time
in the company newsletter.
You're supposed to be brilliant
a, a wunderkind.
Whatever happened to you?
I went mad.
Oh.
Well, I never would have guessed.
Are all those your children?
They are now.
And you're gonna help me get more.
Specifically, all the sons and daughters
of Dynacord's board of directors.
- What? I will not! - Sure, you will.
And you're gonna do that by telling me
exactly how to make my reintegrator
fully operational.
[instrumental music]
Reintegrator?
Now, what's a reintegrator?
Last chance, Dr. Klein.
I will never tell you n-no matter what you do to me.
Oh, no?
Chico?
Oh!
[kids laughing]
Woo!
[indistinct chattering]
(Wendy) Good swing, Ryan.
Who wants some cake?
(all) We do!
Hey.
Nice wheels, toots.
Stow it, doc. I'm not interested.
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Demento is in the house.
Woof! Woof! Woof!
Still think you can get me to tell you
how to make the reintegrator work?
- Not! - Actually..
Thanks to Chico's truth serum
'you already did.'
The part was right where
you said it would be too.
What's that thing do anyway?
It's quite ingenious, really.
What I could never figure out
was how to consistently rematerialize
the transported matter into its original form.
This transponder actually codes
each separate molecule of the disintegrated object
so they can be decoded upon reintegration.
- Whatever. - Tell me, doctor.
How exactly were you able to
accurately calibrate the emitter beam?
Pfft! Easy.
I simply implanted a ruby prism in the microcircuitry.
Just like a laser.
I can't believe I just told you that.
Wouldn't it be great if every adult
were as truthful as you are, Dr. Klein?
If they were, I wouldn't have to punish them.
Alright, Brittany, time to pack up your toys.
You don't want to be late for your piano lesson.
Come on! Hurry up.
[gasps]
[instrumental music]
Brittany, gather your things.
Is that your toy?
I don't remember that.
Well, put it away. We've got to go.
Pretty!
There, that's everything.
Alright, Brittany.
Brittany?
Brittany!
(Turner) Her name's Brittany.
She's my only child.
[sighs] We're really sorry about what happened, Mr. Turner
but shouldn't you be talking to the police?
I read your articles about those other missing kids.
I was hoping maybe you'd know something the police don't.
Those kids were all parentless, Mr. Turner.
Underprivileged.
You're the CEO of a huge conglomerate.
Which means, most likely it's an unrelated kidnapping.
But if it was just that
why haven't I received a ransom demand?
Where exactly was Brittany when she was taken?
She was at the park.
The nanny said she was playing with one of her toys
and the next thing she knew, Brittany was gone.
'She never even saw what happened to her.'
[sighs]
Do you have any kids?
Oh, no.
Uh, not yet, anyway.
Well, when you do..
...you'll realize that they mean everything to you.
The world.
We'll do everything that we possibly can, Mr. Turner.
I promise you.
Wait.
Does Dynacord own S.T.A.R. Labs?
Well, it's one of our subsidiaries.
Why would you ask that?
Well, here, in Jimmy's research
on Dr. Klein's recent projects
I just noticed that Dynacord's name
is on S.T.A.R. Labs' letterhead.
But what does that mean?
Well, Dr. Klein from S.T.A.R Labs was abducted.
It could be related to your daughter.
We need a list of everyone
who might have a grudge against you or Dynacord.
Competitors, ex-employees, anyone you can think of.
I'll do it right away.
Thank you.
(Jimmy) Chief?
- Got a sec? - No, not now, Jimmy.
I'm hip-deep in, uh, red ink here.
Uh, well, it's..
It's just that you got a response to your personal ad.
[chuckles] Here, it's this one.
"You like to curl up by the fire, so do I.
"You're a hopeless romantic, so am I.
You're a lonely guy, so am.." Uh..
What-what's this?
Sorry, chief. It's, uh..
It's this one. I'm sorry.
"Dear Hound Dog.."
Ha ha! That's me being anonymous.
"I, too, love Elvis and a good book
"moonlit walks, pina coladas.
"If you've been looking for me
as long as I've been looking for you.."
Whoa!
Sounds like a match.
You gonna respond to her in tomorrow's personals?
I don't know, uh..
Yeah, I, uh, yeah, I guess so, uh..
Well, I-I better have her meet me here though.
Just in case she turns out to be an axe murderer.
[laughs]
[crying] Mommy!
You're gonna love it here, Brittany. You'll see.
Just give it time. All the little kids love it here.
- Mommy! - Oh! It's okay, sweetie.
I know. I know.
Hey. Yo! Toy guy.
Would it be too much to ask for a set of ear plugs?
I'm getting a headache here.
I've got bigger problems to worry about.
I just heard through the grapevine
that Lois Lane and Clark Kent
are starting to interview ex-employees of Dynacord.
Well, then, you are done for, pal.
Lois and Clark are like pit bulls.
- They're the best. - Hmm. Thanks for the tip.
Looks like I'll just have to kill them now.
Wait! What? Oh!
Don't tell me I'm still blurting out the truth.
- Afraid so. - That's it.
You've gone too far this time. I quit.
- Wendy, what's the matter? - You're sick!
That's what's the matter.
It's one thing to rescue orphans
so we can take care of them
but it's another thing to rip
a perfectly happy child
away from her parents.
It's wrong.
To be honest, it's all wrong.
(both) Shut up!
Look, if this is about Brittany
you just need to give her some more time.
She doesn't need time.
She needs her mommy. Her mommy!
You took her for all the wrong reasons.
As far as I'm concerned, that makes you just as bad
as all the evil adults you denounce.
I can't be a part of this anymore. I won't.
But what about all the other children?
You can't just walk out on them.
I'm not walking out on them. I'm walking out on you.
And I'm going straight to the police unless you let them go.
Wait! Okay.
Look..
...I don't want you here if you're not happy.
It defeats the whole...purpose
and I don't want you going away mad at me either.
After al...you're the only adult I ever trusted.
You've been so good with the kids
at least take something of them with you
as a token of our appreciation?
This is the first toy I ever made.
If this is some kind of trick--
No trick.
Scout's honor.
Please.
Well, okay.
- She's beautiful. - Oh..
[eerie music]
[machine whirring]
There! That'll teach you to talk back to me!
But you never set the controls
to reassemble her molecules.
Without that, she's as good as--
What? Dead?
Well, eventually, that's what happens
when you grow up!
[sighs]
I don't know, Clark.
Maybe the little girl's kidnapping
isn't connected to Dr. Klein.
How many more names do we have on that Dynacord list?
Seven.
I just hope one of them pans out
or it's back to square one.
[tense music]
[duck quacking]
Listen, both Jonathan and I know
how hard you two are working right now
and we just want you to know
that if you can't celebrate our anniversary
with us tomorrow night
we absolutely understand.
No way, mom. We are definitely coming.
[door opens]
Well, it's about time! We're starved!
Yeah.
What in the world?
[chuckles] Quite a little guy, huh?
I found him waddling up to the front door.
Isn't he the cutest thing?
It'd be great to give it to a grandkid.
- Jonathan. - Ahem.
[duck quacking]
Wait a minute.
[beeping]
[explosion]
[intense music]
Everybody alright?
Yeah, but that was close.
[sighs] Too close.
Which means that somebody obviously thinks
we're getting too close to them.
I just wish we knew who we were supposedly
getting too close to.
Well, we pushed somebody's buttons, alright.
At least we're on the right track.
Toys.
What?
That's it. That's the common denominator.
Everything is connected to toys.
Dynacord has a toy division
and we heard that toy quack when Dr. Klein was abducted.
Brittany Turner was playing with a toy
when she disappeared.
That, plus the explosion..
Where's that list?
"Harold Kripstly, toymaker."
Fired six months ago.
He just moved to the top of the list.
Uh-huh.
I think we should put you two up in a hotel
until this thing's over.
- It's too dangerous here. - Come on, Martha.
[telephone ringing]
Let's let them do their job.
Hello?
Now maybe we can do
a little celebrating in private, finally.
(Clark) 'Hey, Jimmy. What's up?'
[instrumental music]
Okay. Thanks.
Two more Dynacord board members' kids just disappeared.
Wow.
'Look at this place.'
[gasps]
Whoops.
Sorry about that.
I was just fooling around.
[chuckles] Are you, uh, Harold Kripstly?
- Yes. - Lois Lane. Clark Kent.
We're reporters from "The Daily Planet."
But..
I, uh, I thought you two worked at "The Chronicle."
Oh! No, no, no.
Do you mind if we ask you a few questions anyway?
Oh. No, no. Not at all.
Okay. Uh, Mr. Kripstly, you--
- Actually, it's Dr. Kripstly. - Oh, I'm sorry.
Dr. Kripstly, you used to work at the toy division at Dynacord.
Yes, uh, I was one of their inventors.
I came up with the hovering morph car.
It was all the rage two Christmases ago.
I remember it. It was a big hit.
So why did Dynacord fire you?
Oh, well, you know, I guess they didn't like my attitude.
I mean, I was just an overgrown kid
in a world of suits and ties.
I didn't really fit in.
It must have been pretty upsetting though, wasn't it?
Sure. Yeah. I mean, I'm only human.
But it's all worked out for the best.
I'm much happier here running my little toy store.
I like being my own boss.
Do you know who Alex Turner is?
Sure, yeah. He's like the big cheese at Dynacord.
His daughter was kidnapped yesterday.
Kidnapped?
Oh, my God.
Wait. You-you don't think that I..
Oh, hey, look, I would never do anything to harm a child, ever.
- I-I love kids. - We're not saying you would.
We're just investigating all of our possibilities, that's all.
Oh, okay, because I don't know anything about it.
Cross my heart and hope to die.
[chuckles] No, well, we thank you very much for your time.
Okay.
Oh, hey, I sure hope you find that little tyke.
[intense music]
Hard to believe he's the evil villain
behind the curtain, isn't it?
Yeah, but he's still one of the only names
on the list connected to toys.
We should have Jimmy run a background check on him anyway
see if he has any exploding ducks in his closet.
Good idea.
Maybe we should split up the rest of those lists
before any other kids disappear.
I'll take the lawyer and the board member who were fired.
- And you take the other two. - Alright, deal.
First one back to "The Planet" wins?
- You're on. - Okay.
Hey, no fair fly..
You know what.
Hey, kids.
Why the long faces?
Why isn't anybody playing?
We wanna go home.
But this is better than home.
This is a kid's world!
Where the only rule is..
...kids rule!
Come on, kids! Who wants to play video games?
Yay!
I miss my daddy.
(girl #1) 'Even I wanna go home.'
The truth is it was a bad idea to kill off Wendy.
Yeah? Who asked you?
God! When will that truth serum wear off?
[sighs] Eat 'Em Up Burger. Yeah.
I need 30 cheeseburgers, 30 large fries
and 30 chocolate shakes right away.
Could you make mine vanilla?
Shut up. No, not you.
I'll be right there.
Just need that last board member kid and I am done.
Those pesky reporters are mucking everything up.
I told you they were good.
Look, do you wanna vanish just like Wendy did?
The truth is, you need me.
I understand the machine and you don't.
I'm a scientist. You're just a..
[chuckles] ...a toy man.
Damn it, Klein Shut your mouth!
You understand me?
Or you are dead!
Do you understand me?
Dead!
You're a bad man.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Uh..
...please stop crying.
Really, uh...well
h-how about, uh, if I give you a dollar?
Would you like that?
[whimpering]
Okay, 50. That's my final offer.
Hey, what'd you do to him?
Uh, nothing. I-I just, uh, I-I said hello.
Are you okay, Joey? Okay. What do you want?
Uh, I'm just looking for Mr. Steele.
- And who are you? - Lois Lane.
I'm a reporter, and I'm doing a story on Dynacord.
I know he used to be on the board of directors.
Well, he's on vacation.
He'll be back on Tuesday.
Oh.
What's this?
Look, Joey, it's addressed to you.
Let's see what's in it.
Do you think you could get a hold of him?
- Ooh! - It's very important.
Look.
It's a Superman toy.
You like that, don't you?
- Where did that toy come from? - Here. Here you go.
Oh, wait a second.
Hey! What's the matter with you?
Oh, no, you don't understand. It could be dangerous.
Hey, lady, get your own damn doll!
[grunts]
[groaning]
[intense music]
Oh..
Lois.
What are you doing here?
Dr. Klein, are you alright?
Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Thank you.
But the truth is, Lois..
...you're a goner.
[intense music]
Uh-uh-uh-uh. I wouldn't.
See, this only looks like a toy.
You are not supposed to be here.
Joey Steele is.
Why do adults like you always screw things up?
Sorry. It's what I do.
I thought I had gotten rid of you
once before, Ms. Lane.
I'm not gonna make that mistake again.
It's time to say night-night.
Wait. Wait.
Not in front of the children.
- Go to bed! - Come on! Go.
[music continues]
You know what your problem is, Kripstly?
You don't think ahead.
What's that supposed to mean?
It means, first Wendy, now Lois.
You keep getting rid of mother figures
you're never gonna make those kids
happy again.
What are you talking about?
She's not a mother.
But that doesn't mean I'm not qualified.
In high school, I was the most popular babysitter
in my neighborhood, and..
"...Sound Of Music" is my favorite movie.
Except, of course, for "Toy Story."
I love "Toy Story."
Well, there you go.
Still, I..
I don't know.
But I guess it's worth a try.
I mean, if it doesn't work out
I can always kill you anyway, right?
Making it a win-win situation.
In the meantime, I've got to cover my tracks
so that husband of yours doesn't follow.
I think I'll arrange to meet him at the toy store
and then blow it up.
That's cool, huh?
And don't bother yelling
for that super-grownup either.
This kiddy place is soundproof.
Wait a minute!
[bangs on door]
Oh, come on! Open up!
[sighs]
'Oh.'
Hello there.
Hi.
How's it going?
Hi, kids. I'm Frankie the Frog.
What's all your names?
Ribbit.
No?
[sighs]
Oh! Oh, wow, look at this.
It's a, a monster with, uh..
...poisonous fangs and..
...visible intestines.
Who wouldn't want to play with this?
I don't exactly know what happened.
She just suddenly disappeared before my very eyes.
Lois wasn't holding a-a toy in her hand
by any chance, was she?
She must have known.
That's why she didn't want Joey to have it.
Known what? What did she say?
She said it could be dangerous.
She saved Joey, Mr. Kent.
Oh, my God. I hope she's alright.
Excuse me.
- Lois, is that you? - No, C.K., it's Jimmy.
Yeah, I found out why Kripstly got fired.
Apparently he tried to sell the board
on some crazy invention of his
and then got ballistic when they turned him down.
What was the invention?
Uh, something called the reintegrator.
From what I gather, it's supposed to make things
vanish in one place, then reappear somewhere else.
Uh, sounds like "beam me up, Scotty" to me.
Oh, uh, one more thing. Kripstly just called here for you.
He said if you want to meet him, you knew where to find him.
Does that make any sense to you?
[whoosh]
C.K.?
Mr. Kent?
I miss my doggie. I'm scared.
Oh, listen, I've got something for you.
How about a story?
Once upon a time..
...there was a little boy who had to leave his home
because his planet was going to explode.
And his mommy and daddy
they didn't have time to build a spaceship
big enough for the whole family.
'So they built one just for him'
'so that he had time to escape.'
'And then..'
...he traveled millions and millions of miles through space
until he landed here, on Earth.
And he was really, really scared too
because he missed his home and his mommy and daddy
just like you guys.
'But you know who that little boy turned out to be?'
This little boy..
...turned out to be..
...Superman.
Superman was scared too?
But you know what he did?
He reached down inside
and he found out that he was also really, really brave.
- Wow! - I can't believe it.
So when you're your most sad or your most scared
you just remember that Superman was scared once too.
And if you believe in yourself
then everything will work out for the best.
The end.
[all cheering]
- Dr. Klein. - Lois!
That was amazing. I'm impressed.
How did you know what to do?
Oh, I don't know.
Maybe I saw it in some old movie or something.
Maybe just maternal instinct.
[sighs] Nah.
You think?
Listen, I've got an idea how to let Clark know where we are.
Oh, Kripstly just got word to him to go to the toy store.
How are you gonna reach Clark before Kripstly does?
Do you think you can reach the reintegrator controls?
No. No, I can't.
You have to try.
No, I'm telling you, I can't.
Look, once there was this little boy--
Yes, Lois, I heard the story.
Oh, God.
[whirring]
Oh.
[cheerful music]
Alright, Kripstly, where are you?
[whirring]
Oh. That's good. A little farther.
[grunting]
Keep going.
Uhh!
I did it! I did it!
I don't believe it!
What now?
I'm writing a message to Clark.
I don't want it to be too obvious
in case Kripstly sees it first.
What do you think?
The truth? It sucks.
Never mind. Just set the controls for the toy store.
Okay, but how are you going to get the drawing
to the transponder?
Just hurry.
Kripstly?
[dramatic music]
[laughing]
[quacking]
[music continues]
(Klein) Easy.
Easy. Easy.
A little to the left.
Careful, careful, you're going too fast.
Watch out! Watch out! You're gonna..
Nicely done.
Okay, now!
[music continues]
[duck quacking]
[explosion]
[chair whirring]
Hey. What are you doing?
What are you two doing?
Oh..
I knew I shouldn't have trusted you adults.
'Well, I'm gonna do'
what I should have done right off the bat.
Starting with you, Klein.
I forget, which is it, Bernie?
Do you implode in deep space..
..or explode?
You!
Alright, Kripstly, playtime is over.
[music continues]
Uh-un-un.
Superman, if you so much as twitch
one of those oversize pecs of yours
those kids will become space debris.
Understand?
I don't believe you'd do it.
I think you care too much about those kids to ever hurt them.
Superman, I don't mean to be critical
but what the hell do you think you're doing?
He could never hurt a child.
At least not intentionally anyway.
'It's against everything that he's about.'
Let them go, Dr. Kripstly.
They don't want to be in this place, not forever.
'Just because you don't want to live with rules and regulations'
doesn't mean that's what they want.
They need rules. They need structure.
That's what makes them feel secure.
That's exactly what an adult would say.
That's why I ought to push this button
to spare them a life of being betrayed
and abused by lying, hypocritical
two-faced, evil adults.
What do you think of that?
I think that would be a big mistake.
[tense music]
No!
[whooshing]
[kids cheering]
Superman! Superman!
Did you really used to be scared?
[chuckles] Of course.
Everyone gets scared.
[instrumental music]
(Superman) 'Come on, come on.'
Superman!
[kids cheering]
[sighs]
Poor guy.
Uh, Jimmy.
Look, son, I, uh, I appreciate your hanging here with me
but, uh, let's face it..
...the old Hound Dog got stood up.
Aw, come on, chief, don't give up yet.
She's only..
...two and a half hours late.
[laughs]
I'm sorry it didn't work out for you, chief.
Aw, you know, things that seem too good to be true
they usually are.
Go on. Get the hell out of here.
Alright.
- Goodnight. - Yeah.
Flowers?
For me?
Alice?
What are you doing here?
Responding to your ad.
- Hound Dog. - W-w-well, now wait a minute.
You-you're moonlight walks?
Pina coladas?
Afraid so.
I just put the ad in for fun.
I didn't really expect anything to come of it.
Certainly...not this.
I don't know what to say.
Well...figuring that we haven't spoken since the divorce
'that's understandable.'
Believe me, Perry, I didn't even realize it was you..
...not until I found out where you wanted to meet.
That's why I'm so late.
I couldn't decide if it was a good idea..
...or not.
Well..
[chuckles] Jeez.
Alice, uh..
Oh. That..
I guess it wasn't a very good idea after all.
Goodnight. I'd better go.
No, no, no, no. No.
Wait.
Don't.
Really?
Yeah.
Yeah, really. I, uh..
Here. Here, honey.
Uh..
Oh.
[laughing]
Are you sure you guys don't want to stay
for a nightcap or something?
Um...no, thanks.
Your mother and I are gonna head on back to the hotel.
Well, you know, you can stay here if you want to.
It's safe now. I promise.
It's alright.
You two really do want to be alone.
[laughing]
Thanks for the wonderful dinner.
And the beautiful present.
That thing we were talking about before..
...about being ready?
I think I know.
- Jonathan. - Hmm?
- We have to go now. - Bye.
Bye.
What was this all about?
Oh, just girl talk.
I'll tell you about it upstairs.
Why upstairs?
Guess.
[instrumental music]
[theme music]