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#218 : Retour vers le passé

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H.G. Wells a réussi à voyager dans le temps mais pendant ce temps, Tempus vole de l'or pour la machine du temps.

Il vole une arme et kidnappe Wells pour retourner dans le passé. Il veut tuer Superman dès sa venue sur terre. Mais Wells a laissé un plan à Superman pour qu'il refasse la même machine mais Wells avait mis une autre date pour laisser du temps à Superman.

Loïs et Clark tente d'arrêter Tempus mais il lui révèle que Clark est Superman. Ils arrivent en 1966 mais Tempus est déjà sur place et il a entouré le bébé Superman de kryptonite. Loïs combattera Tempus tout en s'occupant du bébé.

Wells amène Tempus dans un asile psychiatrique pendant que Superman amène une météorite pour que Jonathan et Martha trouve Superman encore bébé. C'est le moment de retourner dans le présent et Loïs a marqué sur un papier le secret de Clark mais il le lui retire, sans qu'elle s'en rende compte et retournent dans le présent avec Wells.

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Tempus Fugitive

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Retour vers le passé

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LOIS & CLARK_

                    _The New Adventures of Superman_

                          "Tempus Fugitive"


Written by Jack Weinstein & Lee Hutson
Directed by James Bagdonas



                              _CAST_


CLARK KENT/SUPERMAN

LOIS LANE

JIMMY OLSEN

MARTHA KENT/MISS MARTHA

JONATHAN KENT/MARSHAL KENT

TEMPUS

H.G. WELLS

YOUNG MARTHA KENT

YOUNG JONATHAN KENT

JESSE JAMES

FRANK JAMES

GUN SHOP OWNER

MAN IN ALLEY
 

 

                           _LOCATIONS_


_INTERIORS_:                                         _EXTERIORS_:

_1995_

Daily Planet                                         Metropolis Street
  Newsroom
                                                     Park
Gun Shop

_1966_

Kent House                                           Shuster's Field   

Rental Car                                           Rocky Cove

Kent's Truck                                         Woods

                                                     Smallville Street
_1866_

Red Eye Saloon                                       Smallville Street

Bank

Livery Stable



                                _TEASER_

       FADE IN:


      INT. DAILY PLANET - DAY #1                                                  1  

       As LOIS exits the elevator, JIMMY falls in stride next to
       her, holding a wrapped gift.

                                            JIMMY
                        You're cuttin' it close.

                                            LOIS
                               (off her watch)
                        Eight minutes.  What'd I get him?

                                            JIMMY
                        Checked suspenders.  Did you
                        remember the card?

       She stops, stricken.

                                            LOIS
                        Oh, no...

                                            JIMMY
                               (produces a card, in
                                envelope)
                        Who's your buddy?  Who's your pal?
                        I am, aren't I?

       She gives his cheek a pinch and takes the card.  They head
       into the bullpen -- it's festooned with ribbons, balloons
       and a banner reading: "Happy Birthday, Chief!" CLARK
       appears.

                                            CLARK
                        Morning, Lois.

                                            LOIS
                        You're late.

                                            CLARK
                        'Morning, Clark.'
                               (removing a wrapped gift
                                from bag)
                        What'd you get him?

                                            LOIS
                        Checked suspenders.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                    2.   


   1   CONTINUED:                                                                  1  

                                            CLARK
                        Didn't you give him that last year?

                                            LOIS
                               (realizes, covering)
                        Well, he liked them, didn't he?

       At that moment, an odd looking fellow (H.G. WELLS) steps off
       the elevator.  He looks like a dapper, bespectacled
       turn-of-the-century English gentleman.  He spots Lois and Clark and
       heads straight for them.

                                            WELLS
                        Excuse me... I'm H.G. Wells.

       Lois and Clark share a look.

                                            WELLS (CONT'D)
                        And I've run into a spot of
                        trouble.  I've been traveling with
                        a companion in my time machine...

       Now Lois and Clark share a sigh.  A nut job.

                                            WELLS (CONT'D)
                        ... and we've just come back from
                        the future, I've left him in the                            (X)
                        park, actually but...                                       (X)

                                            LOIS
                               (to Clark)
                        If this is a gag, you're dead.

                                            WELLS
                        ... we stopped here because --

                                            CLARK
                        Sir, we're a little busy, so let's
                        wrap this up -- time travel isn't
                        possible, H.G. Wells wrote
                        fiction...
                               (trying to lead Wells
                                away)
                        ... and died in 1946.

                                            WELLS
                               (sotto)
                        I know you're Superman and I need
                        your help.

       Clark stares at him, stunned.

                                            LOIS
                        What?  What'd he say?

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                     3.   


   1   CONTINUED:  2                                                               1  

                                            WELLS
                               (covering)
                        I said, if I could just have a
                        moment of Mr. Kent's time, all his
                        doubts will be quelled.
                               (to Clark)
                        Perhaps by meeting my companion
                        from the future?


   2   OMITTED                                                                     2  


  2A   EXT. DAILY PLANET - DAY                                                    2A  

       Lois and Clark and Wells.

                                            CLARK
                        Look, Lois, there's no reason for
                        both of us to go.

                                            LOIS
                        There's no reason for one of us to
                        go.

                                            CLARK
                        So --

                                            LOIS
                        So what'd he really say to you,
                        Clark?
                               (to Wells)
                        And if you really have some guy
                        from the future with you, why'd you
                        leave him in the park?

                                            WELLS
                        I didn't want him to see the city.
                        You see, the twenty-second century                          (X)
                        is a peaceful, harmonious Utopia.
                        No violence, no crime.  Without
                        preparation, poor Tempus would be
                        horrified by the savagery of the
                        1990s...                                                    (X)


   3   EXT. STREET - DAY                                                           3  

       Dressed in sleek, futuristic clothes, TEMPUS wanders through
       the bustle of Metropolis, filled with childlike wonder at
       his surroundings.  He stops, seeing a poster for a movie
       called THE PENETRATOR.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    3A.   


   3   CONTINUED:                                                                  3  

       It's a photo of the hero -- muscular, in shades, holding a
       huge pistol, belts of ammo crisscrossing his chest, two
       buxom babes clutching him.  The log line:  "He came... He
       saw... He slaughtered!" Tempus seems startled by its
       graphic violence and sexuality.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                    4.   


   3   CONTINUED:                                                                  3  

       He moves on, past the mouth of an alley. In the alley, he                    (X)
       hears --

                                            MAN
                        No, no... help!

       Tempus looks.  A MAN is having his wallet taken at gunpoint
       by a MUGGER.  The Mugger sees Tempus.  Tempus moves into the
       alley, curious.  The Mugger shoves past him and takes off.
       The Man gets to his feet, shaken.

                                            TEMPUS
                        What just happened here... is
                        called... a mugging?

                                            MAN
                        No kidding.  He got everything but
                        my watch.                                                   (X)

                                            TEMPUS
                        Not a very successful mugging.
                        Let's see if I can do better.

       Tempus shoves the man into the wall, pins his throat with
       one hand and rips the watch off with the other.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                               (a triumphant grin)
                        Excellent! I just mugged you!

                                            MAN
                        Are you outta your mind?

                                            TEMPUS
                        No... my century.

       He throws the man across the alley, sending him crashing
       into trash cans.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        And I love it!

       With an evil laugh, he puts on the watch and goes bounding
       into 1995.

                                                                  FADE OUT.

                                  _END OF TEASER_


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                    5.   

                                 _ACT ONE_

       FADE IN:


   4   EXT.  STREET - DAY                                                          4  

       As Lois, Clark and Wells walk along the sidewalk.

                                            LOIS
                               (heavy with skepticism)
                        ... and why did this Tempus come
                        back with you from the future?                              (X)

                                            WELLS
                        He volunteered, actually.  You see,
                        I have a sort of club of fellow
                        inventors back in England.  And
                        I've never been quite able to
                        convince them that my time machine
                        was functional.  So I wanted to
                        bring Tempus back as proof.

                                            LOIS
                               (to Clark)
                        I think we should cut our losses.

                                            CLARK
                               (quickly)
                        Good idea.  Why don't you go back
                        to the office?

       He makes a move to follow Wells.  She stops him.

                                            LOIS
                        You don't actually believe this
                        guy?

                                            CLARK
                        No, I'm just...

                                            LOIS
                        ... what?

                                            CLARK
                        ... curious.

                                            LOIS
                        So am I.  How'd he get your
                        interest all of a sudden?  What'd
                        he say?

                                            WELLS
                        Miss Lane, something you might find
                        interesting -- Utopia was founded
                        by Superman's descendants.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                     6.   


   4   CONTINUED:                                                                  4  

                                            LOIS
                        Descendants?  So he... got married?

                                            WELLS
                        Oh, yes.  And they based their
                        whole society on the values and
                        principles he lived by.

                                            LOIS
                        So who did he marry?

                                            WELLS
                        Oh, now, that might be giving a bit
                        too much away.

       He leads them into


   5   EXT. PARK - DAY                                                             5  

       And in a grove, they immediately spot the time machine. It
       is state of the art 19th century.

                                            WELLS
                               (proudly)
                        There she is!

                                            LOIS
                        Where's your man from the future?

                                            WELLS
                        Oh, no.  He must've wanted a look
                        around.  I hope he didn't go far.

                                            LOIS
                               (to Clark)
                        I smell a con job.

       There's a JOURNAL on the seat, which Wells picks up off the                  (X)
       seat.

                                            WELLS
                        Let me show you my problem, so you
                        can perhaps...
                               (to Clark)
                        ... get word to Superman?

       He unrolls the journal.  It's an intricate design of the                     (X)
       time machine.

                                            WELLS (CONT'D)
                        Now, to fully understand my
                        predicament, you must first
                        appreciate the intricacy of the
                        flux facilitator...


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Green Rev.          2/22/95                      7.   


   6   INT. GUN SHOP - DAY                                                         6  

       Full of a startling display of weapons.  The gold-chained
       GUN SHOP OWNER showing his wares to Tempus, the proverbial
       kid-in-the-candy-store.

                                            GUN SHOP OWNER
                        Got your shotguns, your long guns,
                        your semi-automatics...

                                            TEMPUS
                               (fascinated)
                        Semi-automatics?

                                            GUN SHOP OWNER
                               (removing a gun from                                 (X)
                                beneath the counter)                                (X)
                        My personal choice in self                                  (X)
                        protection.  Keep it down here                              (X)
                        next to the cash box.  Gives the                            (X)
                        scum a real surprise, they try to                           (X)
                        rip me off.                                                 (X)
                               (showing off the gun)                                (X)
                        Nine millimeter with a twenty-five
                        shot stagger clip.  Spits those
                        puppies out fast as you can pull
                        the trigger -- makes you someone to
                        respect.

                                            TEMPUS
                        How do you load it?

                                            GUN SHOP OWNER
                               (demonstrating)
                        Wham, bam --
                               (all done)
                        -- thank you, ma'am.

       As the owner removes the clip --

                                            TEMPUS
                        Tell me, those chains you're
                        wearing, are they real gold?

                                            GUN SHOP OWNER
                        Twenty-four karat.

                                            TEMPUS
                               (re: gun)
                        May I?

       The owner passes the gun and clip to Tempus, who readily
       snaps them together.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                               (still smiling)
                        Give them to me.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Green Rev.          2/22/95                     7A.   


   6   CONTINUED:                                                                  6  

                                            GUN SHOP OWNER
                        What?

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                     8.   


   6   CONTINUED:                                                                  6  

                                            TEMPUS
                               (pointing the gun at the
                                chains; flicking them)                              (X)
                        Give... them... to... me.

       As the suddenly terrified shop owner hands over the chains
       and Tempus loops them over his head.

                                            GUN SHOP OWNER
                        I don't believe this.

                                            TEMPUS
                        And I'd like that ammunition belt,
                        holster, extra clips, of course...

       As the Owner puts all this on the counter, Tempus pulls a
       pair of shades off a rack and puts them on.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Excellent.  You are, you know,
                        incredibly stupid.  Bless you.

       With that, Tempus opens fire, avoiding the owner, but
       BLASTING THE PLACE TO SMITHEREENS, just for the sheer
       pleasure of it.


   7   EXT. PARK - DAY                                                             7  

       Wells is going through a torturously detailed explanation of
       his time machine.

                                            WELLS
                        ... as you then slip back out of
                        what I call the inter-time
                        continuum...

       Clark's SUPER-HEARING picks up the sound of Tempus' GUNFIRE,
       people's SCREAMS.

                                            CLARK
                        Lois, I'm gonna call Jimmy and tell
                        him we'll be a little longer.

                                            LOIS
                        Clark --

       But he's gone before she can stop him.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        He always does that.

       Wells gives her an understanding smile.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)

                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)   Weinstein & Hutson   2/13/95                      9.   


   7   CONTINUED:                                                                  7  
                                            WELLS
                        Don't worry, my dear... someday
                        you'll understand why.  Now, where
                        was I?  Ah, yes, the continuum.
                        Well, to use your nineties
                        vernacular, it's _heck_ on the
                        rods...


   8   INT. GUN SHOP - DAY                                                         8  

       SUPERMAN enters and sees the damage wrought by Tempus -- but
       no Tempus.  The Owner is just getting up off the floor,
       dusting himself off.

                                            SUPERMAN
                        Are you all right, sir?

                                            GUN SHOP OWNER
                        Fine, fine...

                                            SUPERMAN
                        Who did this?

                                            GUN SHOP OWNER
                        Guy about six three, brown hair...
                        currently wearing some big guns and
                        a selection of very tasteful gold
                        chains for men.


   9   EXT. PARK - DAY                                                             9  

       Wells points from the diagram to the actual machine.

                                            WELLS
                        ... at which point, you're in
                        danger of a time flow ripple...

                                            LOIS
                        Mr. Wells?  What is it you're
                        after?  Exactly.

                                            WELLS
                        Didn't I say?  Fuel.  Afraid I'm
                        fresh out.

                                            LOIS
                        What kind of fuel?

                                            WELLS
                        Gold.  Pure twenty-four karat gold.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    10.   


   9   CONTINUED:                                                                  9  

                                            LOIS
                               (laughs)
                        Are you kidding me?  That's the
                        best you can do?

                                            WELLS
                        Miss Lane --

                                            LOIS
                        What do you think we're going to
                        do, fork over some jewelry, or
                        maybe get Superman to dig a mine?
                        Do I have the word sucker stamped
                        on my forehead -- ?
                               (looks over shoulder)
                        -- or no, wait, maybe I'm standing
                        in front of the dumbest person on
                        the planet and _that's_ who you've
                        been talking to.  Or --

                                            WELLS
                        --  or I'm really H.G. Wells.

                                            TEMPUS (O.S.)
                        He is.

       Tempus steps onto the scene, resplendent in his shades,
       weaponry, crisscrossing ammo belts and gold chains --
       looking a lot like that PENETRATOR poster he first saw.

                                            WELLS (CONT'D)
                        Tempus... ?

                                            TEMPUS
                        Hello, Herb.

                                            WELLS
                        ... what are you doing with those
                        horrible weapons?

                                            TEMPUS
                        I'm taking a trip.  And you're
                        driving.  Get in.

       He gestures with his guns for Wells to get into the time machine.

                                            LOIS
                        Mr. Wells, you'd better do what he
                        says.

       Wells does.  But he pointedly drops the plans before doing                   (X)
       so.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    11.   


   9   CONTINUED:  2                                                               9  

                                            TEMPUS
                               (looks at her)
                        Don't I know you?

                                            LOIS
                               (studies the guns now
                                aimed at her)
                        Doubt it.  I'm pro gun-control.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Really?  I'm anti-gun control                               (X)
                        myself.
                               (it dawns)
                        Wait.  Lois Lane.  Yes. I've seen                           (X)
                        the holograms.
                               (grins)
                        Well, this is a special pleasure.
                        I'm Tempus.  I come from the future
                        that you and Superman created.

                                            LOIS
                        Me and Super -- ?

                                            TEMPUS
                        A world of peace.  A world without
                        greed or crime.  A world so boring                          (X)
                        you'd blow your brains out but
                        there are no guns.  You want to
                        know the future, Miss Lane?  No one
                        works, no one argues, there are
                        nine thousand channels and nothing
                        on!   Well, I'm going to do
                        something about that.

       Holding the gun on her, he gets in the time machine next to
       Wells.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Herb, set the time machine for
                        Smallville, 1966.

                                            LOIS
                        Smallville?

                                            WELLS
                        There's no fuel.

       Tempus pulls his chains off and hands them to Wells.  Well
       just stares coldly.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                   11A.   


   9   CONTINUED:  3                                                               9  

                                            TEMPUS
                        One of the many disadvantages of
                        being from Utopia is we have a
                        complete lack of technological
                        understanding.  I can't run this
                        machine --
                                            (MORE)

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)   Weinstein & Hutson   2/13/95                     12.   


   9   CONTINUED:  3                                                               9  

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        -- but I can run _this_ one. Now,
                        go.

       Wells reluctantly takes the chains, opens a compartment and
       slips them inside.  Adjusts dials and levers as:

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Miss Lane, you seem like an
                        attractive and interesting woman.
                        I'm almost sorry I'll be ruining
                        your life.

                                            LOIS
                        What are you talking about?

                                            TEMPUS
                        I'm going to kill Superman, of
                        course.

                                            LOIS
                        No one can kill Superman.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Unless you could get ahold of him
                        when he was a helpless little baby.
                               (playing it up)
                        Gee, if only I had a time machine.
                        Ready, Herb?


  10   ON THE TIME MACHINE PANEL                                                  10  

       We see the place:  SMALLVILLE and the time:  MAY 17, 1966.
       Wells hits a lever and


  11   BACK TO SCENE                                                              11  

       The machine kicks on.  We hear a humming.  Rippling colors
       appear in the air around the machine.  Lois looks on, in
       awe, a sudden believer.

                                            TEMPUS
                        In a world without Superman,
                        there'll be no Utopia in the
                        future..... just a lot of sex and
                        violence... and me!


  12   ON THE TIME MACHINE PANEL                                                  12  

       Wells' hand moves up to the time side of.the panel and hits
       a button, _changing 1966 to 1866_.


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    13.   


  13   BACK TO SCENE                                                              13  

       as Superman FLIES in just in time to see the flashing colors
       engulfing-the machine.  Through the haze of light, Tempus
       sees Superman.  They lock eyes.  Then Tempus raises his hand
       and makes a gun with his thumb and forefinger.  'Fires.'
       Grins.  And in a blast of light... is gone.

                                            LOIS
                        Superman, I... I don't even know
                        where to start.  I ...

       Then she sees it on the ground -- Wells' plans for the time
       machine.  She reaches down and picks them up.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        Wait.  How fast could you build
                        this?

       She hands him the design.  He studies it.

                                            SUPERMAN
                        It could take a few hours.                                  (X)

                                                                  DISSOLVE TO:


  14   EXT. PARK - LATER                                                          14  

       Lois watches as Superman puts the finishing SUPER-SPEED
       touches on a DUPLICATE TIME MACHINE.  He stops and compares
       the journal to what he's made.                                               (X)

                                            SUPERMAN
                        Now, the only thing we need is
                        gold.  I don't think we can afford
                        to buy all we need at current
                        market prices, so I'll be right
                        back.

                                            LOIS
                        Hurry. Please.

       He nods and takes off.


  15   INSERT - MAP OF THE WORLD                                                  15  

       A dotted SUPER LINE advances from the northeast United
       States to Alaska, then back again.


  16   EXT. PARK - DAY                                                            16  

       Lois stares down at the journal, then at the time machine,                   (X)
       then over her shoulder. Clark walks back into the park.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                   13A.   
 

  16   CONTINUED:                                                                 16  

                                            CLARK
                        Lois...

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            LOIS
                        Clark, that really was H.G. Wells.

                                            CLARK
                        I know.

                                            LOIS
                        And he really had a man from the
                        future.

                                            CLARK
                        I know.

                                            LOIS
                        And Superman flew off to --

                                            CLARK
                        I know, he told me all about it
                        when he gave me this.

       He holds up a sack.  It's filled with raw chunks of
       glistening gold.

                                            LOIS
                        Well, where is he?

                                            CLARK
                        There's, uh... a volcano about to
                        blow in China.
                               (heading to the time
                                machine)
                        He wants us to stop Tempus.

                                            LOIS
                        Us?

                                            CLARK
                        He said time's of the essence.

       They climb in.  Lois loads the gold as she saw Wells do.  As
       Clark slips the key into place.


  17   CLOSE ON PANEL                                                             17  

       and the place: SMALLVILLE, the date, MAY 17, 1966.

                                            LOIS
                        I don't get it, why is everybody
                        going to Smallville?

       As Clark turns the key, there's a WHIRLING BLUR OF COLORS.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        That's _your_ home town.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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       Clark shrugs innocently, they're engulfed in bands of
       colors, there's a flash of light and they're gone.

                                                                  FADE OUT.

                               _END OF ACT ONE_


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                                 _ACT TWO_

       FADE IN:


  18   EXT.  SMALLVILLE, 1866 - DAY                                               18  

       A white church sits at the end of the dirt street.  WE MOVE
       past it, glimpse TWO COWBOYS ambling by, some horses tied
       up, then MOVE TO a livery stable.  Through the slatted doors
       and windows, we hear the HUM of the time machine, then see
       the colored lights FLASH through the cracks, then silence.

       The livery door is thrown open by Tempus, who takes a good
       long look at the Western town and its OCCUPANTS and is not
       happy.  He grabs Wells, who tries to appear innocent.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Smallville?  1966?  I don't think
                        so.
                               (points to a shabby
                                cowpoke)
                        Unless that's Bob Dylan.

                                            WELLS
                        It isn't my fault you used an
                        inferior grade of gold.
                               (gestures at the machine
                                in the barn behind them)
                        It obviously affected the time flux
                        facilitator.  However...                                    (X)

       He points to the sign over their heads.  "Smallville Livery."

                                            WELLS (CONT'D)
                        ... we are in Smallville.

                                            TEMPUS
                        But a hundred years early and out
                        of fuel.  I'd almost say you did
                        this on purpose, Herb... if I
                        thought you had a spine.
                               (hustles him out)
                        Let's go.

                                            WELLS
                        Where?

                                            TEMPUS
                               (with a Western twang)
                        To find out if they've got any gold
                        in this here town.


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  19   INT. RED EYE SALOON - DAY                                                  19  

       A COUPLE OF COWBOYS at the bar, a BARKEEP, an OLD TIMER
       noodling the piano and TWO YOUNG GUNFIGHTERS sipping whiskey
       at a table with a clear view of the door and their backs to
       the wall.

       MISS MARTHA pushes through curtains at the back of the room. 
       She's a dead ringer for Martha Kent, right down to the tool
       kit she carries.  She glides over to the bar and rests her
       tools on top of it, as the Barkeep sets her up with a beer.

                                            MISS MARTHA
                               (to Barkeep)
                        Morning, Sam.
                               (seeing the Gunfighters;
                                concerned)
                        Wonder what those two want?  They
                        sure didn't ride all this way for
                        the pretzels.
                               (then)
                        Marshal Kent been in yet?

       The Barkeep shakes his head "no." Miss Martha drains her
       beer.

                                            MISS MARTHA (CONT'D)
                        All right, Sam, show me the
                        floorboard's been catching you by
                        surprise.

       As she starts to go around the bar, her eyes suddenly go
       wide.  The butterfly doors open as Tempus and Wells push
       through.  All the action stops dead, as everyone turns to
       stare.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Well, well.  Yee-hah.

       Miss Martha and the Barkeep exchange a very puzzled glance,
       as Tempus and Wells continue to the bar.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Now I guess we belly up to the bar
                        and order.  Herb?

                                            WELLS
                        I'd love a spot of tea, actually.

                                            MISS MARTHA
                               (stepping in)
                        This is the Red Eye, Mister.  We
                        serve whiskey.  We serve beer.

       The younger of the two Gunfighters eases out of his chair
       and to the bar.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            GUNFIGHTER
                        Another bottle.

                                            MISS MARTHA
                        That's Snakebite Rye.  Dollar per.                          (X)

       He tosses a Double-Eagle gold piece on the bar.  The coin
       rolls along the polished wood... until Tempus snaps it up.
       He looks at it, turning it over, holding it up to the light.
       The Gunfighter studies him coldly.

                                            MISS MARTHA (CONT'D)
                        We keep it in back, I won't be a
                        sec.

                                            TEMPUS
                               (flipping coin to Wells)
                        How many would we need to get out
                        of here?

                                            WELLS
                        Two or three hundred.

       As he hands it back to Tempus --

                                            TEMPUS
                               (to Gunfighter)
                        Where can we get more of these?

                                            GUNFIGHTER
                        Well, I got that one at the bank.
                        Whole shipment just came in.  Go
                        on. Take it.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Really?

                                            GUNFIGHTER
                               (nods, backs up, hand
                                hovering over guns)
                        'Course, you only have five seconds
                        to spend it.

       Tempus studies the Gunfighter.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Wait.  I know you. You're not ... ?
                        Yes.  Jesse James!

       He leans in close for a good look.  JESSE JAMES -- for
       that's who this is -- just stares malevolently.

                                            JESSE JAMES
                        You better back that face right up,
                        Mister.

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                                            TEMPUS
                        I'm right, aren't I?
                               (off the other gunfighter)
                        And that's your brother, Frank.

       Warily, FRANK JAMES gets to his feet.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        You two are my inspiration, I've                            (X)
                        read everything about you.  You
                        must be here to rob the bank.  I
                        don't remember you ever robbing a
                        bank in Smallville.

                                            FRANK JAMES
                               (very edgy)
                        How does he know about the bank,
                        Jesse?

                                            JESSE JAMES
                               (to Tempus)
                        Lots of folks think they know me,
                        but you're the first to tell me
                        about things I ain't done yet.
                               (beat)
                        That bugs me.

       He's ready for some gun play.  The Cowboys and the Old Timer
       scatter.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Are you as good with a gun as they
                        say?

       Just as Miss Martha comes back with the bottle of rye, Jesse
       smiles and glances up at the BALCONY RAILING.  There are six
       ornate, baseball-size brass balls running it's length.

                                            MISS MARTHA
                        Now hold on a minute...

       Jesse suddenly aims and FIRES, fanning six shots... knocking
       off all six balls.  Tempus shakes his head and lets out a
       low whistle.

                                            TEMPUS
                               (to Wells)
                        Wasn't that something?
                               (to Jesse)
                        You're good, you really are, you've
                        got a future... not a very long
                        one, actually and here's why -- no
                        matter how good you are, there's
                        always someone better.  To wit:

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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       Jesse's eyes go narrow, as Tempus pulls out the weapon he
       got from the gun store and LETS FLY TWENTY ROUNDS in a                       (X)
       heartbeat -- and when the SMOKE CLEARS... the railing is in
       splinters, hanging down to the floor.  Jesse is dumbstruck.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                               (sotto, to Jesse)
                        Now, as much as I like you, if you
                        and Frank have any ideas about that
                        bank full of gold ... ? Get in line.

       As Tempus laughs, the doors are suddenly thrown open and
       MARSHAL KENT walks in, gun drawn.  He looks curiously like
       Pa Kent.  He takes in the whole scene, surveying the damage,
       then...

                                            MARSHAL KENT
                        You boys have something personal
                        against this place?

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  20   EXT. SMALLVILLE, 1966 - DAY                                                20  

       A white church sits at the end of town square.  WE MOVE
       past it, take in a cluster of KIDS running by, then from
       behind some big bushes we hear the familiar HUM of the time
       machine, sees the lights and color SEAR through the leaves,
       then --

       Lois and Clark step out of the bushes, a little dazed.

                                            LOIS
                        It's just... Smallville.

                                            CLARK
                        Yeah, but the cars...

       She looks.  All circa early-to-mid-sixties.

                                            LOIS
                        And the clothes.

       WOMEN and MEN, all dressed and styled for a spring
       afternoon, 1966.  Lois pulls a discarded newspaper out of a
       trashcan and scans the date:  May 17, 1966.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        Clark, it worked... We're here,
                        we're really here.  Do you know
                        what this means?  We can go
                        anywhere.
                                            (MORE)

                                                                  (CONTINUED)

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                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        We can be there when Columbus
                        landed, when Washington crossed the
                        Delaware, we can cover the greatest
                        stories in history, first hand...                           (X)
                        we can prove that Lee Harvey
                        Oswald was just a pawn in a                                 (X)
                        conspiracy.                                                 (X)

                                            CLARK
                               (innocently)
                        What do you mean?  He acted                                 (X)
                        alone.                                                      (X)

                                            LOIS
                        Clark, I knew you were naive but                            (X)
                        please.                                                     (X)

                                            CLARK
                        All right, we'll settle this in                             (X)
                        Dealey Plaza, 1963, but right                               (X)
                        now --                                                      (X)
                               (scanning the street)
                        -- how do we find Tempus?                                   (X)

                                            LOIS
                        Sorry.  You're right.  Okay,
                        let's --

       GUNSHOTS.  Lois and Clark whirl, see a CROWD on the
       sidewalk.  Clark cuts a little ahead of Lois X-RAYS through
       the crowd to see --

       A MAN DRESSED LIKE TEMPUS and A MAN DRESSED LIKE WELLS,
       running out of the bank, the Faux Tempus FIRING a s o gun a
       the WESTERNERS in the bank.

       Clark starts after them, then --

                                            LOIS
                               (pointing)
                        Wait!

       Over the bank a banner reading: "Centennial Celebration of
       the Great Smallville Gold Robbery!"

       And now the Crowd CHEERS and the Faux Tempus and the Faux
       Wells turn and take bows.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        It's not them, it's a re-enactment.
                        They're just dressed like Tempus
                        and Wells.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            CLARK
                        But there was never any Great
                        Smallville Gold Robbery...

                                            LOIS
                        Unless...

                                            CLARK
                        ... something went wrong, maybe                             (X)

                                            LOIS
                        ... they ended up back in 1866

                                            CLARK
                        ... and needed gold.

       They hurry back to the bushes next to the church.

                                            LOIS
                        But I still don't understand.  What
                        are we doing in Smallville in the
                        first place?

                                            CLARK
                        I think there was a... an early
                        Superman sighting here.                                     (X)

                                            LOIS
                        I never heard about that.

                                            CLARK
                        I think he was pretty young at the
                        time but... yeah.

                                            LOIS
                        Huh.

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  21   INT. RED EYE SALOON - SMALLVILLE, 1866 - DAY                               21  

       The Old Timer's back at the piano, the cowboys are at their
       cards, Marshall Kent's leaning on the bar.  The debris of
       the balcony railing has been gathered neatly to the side.

       Miss Martha is on the balcony, hammer in her hand, a
       carpenter's apron around her waist, hard at work installing
       a temporary guard rail.

                                            MISS MARTHA
                        There.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            MARSHAL KENT
                        Maybe I should've put everybody
                        away, instead of just letting them
                        pay damages.

                                            MISS MARTHA
                        If you locked up everyone who shot
                        up my place, I'd be out of business
                        in a week.

       She shoots a wary look at Frank and Jesse, quietly at their table.

                                            FRANK JAMES
                        Jesse, it happens to every man once
                        in a while.

                                            JESSE JAMES
                               (morose)
                        Not to me.

                                            FRANK JAMES
                        It's not your fault; his was
                        just... plain bigger.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            JESSE JAMES
                        Size never made no difference
                        before.

                                            FRANK JAMES
                        You gotta get your mind off this,
                        Jesse, or it could affect your
                        future performance.

       Jesse just takes a shot of whiskey, looking utterly
       depressed.

       The butterfly doors swing open and Lois and Clark walk in.
       The music stops, the conversation stops, everyone turns and
       stares.

                                            FRANK JAMES
                        Well now, here's something oughta                           (X)
                        perk a man's spirit right up.                               (X)

                                            LOIS
                               (oblivious; hot and                                  (X)
                                thirsty; to Barkeep)
                        Anything diet.
                               (off the Barkeep's look;
                                remembering)
                        Oh, right... do you have regular
                        cola, yet?
                               (then)
                        Just give me a sasparilla.

       The Barkeep just keeps staring at her.

                                            MISS MARTHA
                               (walking over; giving
                                Lois the once over)
                        If you're looking for _work_,
                        that's not the kind of saloon I
                        run.

       Lois turns and sees Miss Martha.  Her mouth drops open.

                                            LOIS
                        Clark...

                                            CLARK
                               (equally agape)
                        I know, I know...

                                            LOIS
                        She looks just like your...

       The word dies in her throat, as the Marshal joins Miss
       Martha.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                               (staring at him)
                        Oh, my God... I don't believe                               (X)
                        this, Clark, I think we're talking
                        to...

                                            CLARK
                               (swallowing hard)
                        ... my great-great-grandparents!

                                            MISS MARTHA
                               (slow burn)
                        Now, wait a minute...

                                            CLARK
                        You're Miss Martha!  And Marshal
                        Kent!

                                            MARSHAL KENT
                               (to Miss Martha)
                        How many more weirdos are we gonna
                        get in here today?

                                            LOIS
                        Weirdos?  So you've seen somebody
                        else strange?

                                            MARSHAL KENT
                               (pointing to the debris)
                        The ones who did that.

       Glancing at the wreckage, Clark spots something else on the
       floor and picks it up.  It's a spent nine millimeter shell.                  (X)

                                            CLARK
                        They've been here.

                                            MARSHAL KENT
                               (suspicious)
                        So, they're friends of yours?

                                            CLARK
                        Not exactly.  Where are they?

                                            MARSHAL KENT
                        Gone.  Which is just where we'd
                        like you and the naked lady to be.                          (X)

                                            LOIS
                        Naked? I am not --                                          (X)

       But she takes in the lacivious stares of all the men In the                  (X)
       bar for the first time and unconsciously tries to hide her                   (X)
       bare legs behind a table.                                                    (X)

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        -- naked, this is a new fashion...                          (X)
                        from France.                                                (X)

                                            CLARK
                        Do you know where they went?

                                            JESSE JAMES
                               (butting in drunkenly)
                        I think they had some banking
                        business to do.

                                            FRANK JAMES
                        Jesse, you're sounding bitter.
                        We've got to do something about
                        this...

       Clark SUPER-HEARS:                                                           (X)

                                            TEMPUS (V.O.)
                        ... keep those hands high and give                          (X)
                        me the gold!                                                (X)

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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       Clark bolts out the door.                                                    (X)

                                            CLARK
                        I think I know where they are.                              (X)

                                            LOIS
                        Bye.

       She runs after Clark.  With Lois and Clark gone, Jesse
       impatiently leaps to his feet, his gun out.

                                            JESSE JAMES
                        My brother's right.  Time to get
                        back in the saddle.  Folks, this is
                        a holdup!


  22                                                                              22  
THRU   OMITTED                                                                  THRU  
  23                                                                              23  


  24   EXT. WESTERN STREET - DAY                                                  24  

       As Clark dashes across the street, he spots Lois following
       him.

                                            CLARK
                        Go back inside, Lois!

                                            LOIS
                        I will not --

       FIRING into the bank, Tempus and Wells run out of the bank                   (X)
       with a heavy bag of gold and disappear around the corner,                    (X)
       never seeing Lois and Clark.                                                 (X)

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        Let's go!

       But Clark hears a second barrage of GUNFIRE behind him,
       turns and sees --                                                            (X)

       Jesse and Frank SHOOTING it out with Marshal Kent in the
       saloon.

                                            CLARK
                        Oh, no...

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            LOIS
                        Clark, those are your ancestors, if
                        something happens to them --

                                            CLARK
                        Stay here, I'll be right back.

                                            LOIS
                        But Tempus --

       He's gone before she can protest.  Then she looks up the
       street where Tempus and Wells went.  She bolts after them.


  25   INT. RED EYE SALOON - DAY                                                  25  

       Marshal Kent is behind the bar with Sam and Miss Martha,
       FIRING at the James Brothers, who are behind a table, FIRING
       BACK.  Now, Marshal Kent is out of bullets.  He looks at his
       gun.

                                            MARSHAL KENT
                        Oops.

       Jesse shoots.  Marshal Kent is hit in the shoulder.  Then
       Clark, a SUPER-BLUR of wind and speed, snatches their guns                   (X)
       away so they're pulling air instead of triggers.  Then he                    (X)
       SUPER-BLURS back at them and in an instant their hands are                   (X)
       tied behind their backs.                                                     (X)

                                            MISS MARTHA
                        Thank you, stranger.

                                            CLARK
                        My pleasure, ma'am.

                                            MISS MARTHA
                        The Marshal's been hit...

       Clark moves to him, on the floor, holding his shoulder.

                                            CLARK
                        Is there a doctor in town?

                                            MISS MARTHA
                        Went back East.  Nearest one's
                        Kansas City, four days' ride.

       Clark loops the Marshal's good arm around his shoulder and
       helps him up and to the door.

                                            CLARK
                        Better call the deputy, have him
                        get these two in jail...                                    (X)

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


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                                            MARTHA
                        But what are you going to do?

                                            CLARK
                        Get him to Kansas City.

       Miss Martha hears a moan from the James Brothers, turns to
       them, then hears a familiar O.S. WHOOSH.  Turns back to
       where Clark and the Marshal were and just sees the butterfly
       doors swinging --

       -- and Sam the Barkeep staring at the doors, eyes wide,
       mouth agape.  His head tips up to the sky.  He passes out
       and hits the floor with a THUMP.


  26   INT. LIVERY STABLE - DAY                                                   26  

       Tempus stands over Wells, gun in hand, as Wells feeds the
       gold coins into the fuel receptacle.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Hurry.

       Lois moves stealthily through the stacks of hay.  She looks
       around for a weapon.  Sees a shovel, picks it up and moves
       to the back of the time machine, about to heave it when --
       Tempus suddenly hears a NOISE, turns and sees Lois.  Aims. 
       She stops.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Miss Lane.  What are you doing
                        here?

                                            LOIS
                        I, uhhh, I grabbed onto the machine
                        just before... you know.

       Tempus looks at Wells.

                                            WELLS
                        If she did, she'd've been caught                            (X)
                        in the... ah... interdimensional                            (X)
                        vortex...                                                   (X)

                                            TEMPUS
                        And you came alone?

                                            LOIS
                        Yes.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
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  26   CONTINUED:                                                                 26  

                                            TEMPUS
                        Well, Lois Lane, independent                                (X)
                        career woman of the nineties,                               (X)
                        you're going to be stranded in
                        1866, without the right to vote,
                        own property or write for a great
                        metropolitan newspaper.  _God_, I
                        love irony.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                   28.   


  26   CONTINUED:                                                                 26  

                                            WELLS
                        I'm so sorry, Miss Lane, I wish I'd
                        never invented this contraption...

                                            TEMPUS
                        Keep loading the gold.

       Wells does as he's told.

                                            LOIS
                        Look, I may not know the future but
                        I know the past and you've got it
                        wrong.  You want to kill Superman,
                        but he wasn't in Smallville in                              (X)
                        1966...

       Tempus just looks at her, then at Wells.

                                            TEMPUS
                        That's right, she doesn't know
                        yet... Oh, this is good, this is
                        really good.
                               (trying not to laugh)
                        Uh, Lois?  Did you know that in the
                        future you're revered on the same
                        level as Superman?  Books about
                        you, statues, an interactive game? 
                        You're even a breakfast cereal.

                                            LOIS
                        Really?

                                            TEMPUS
                        Much as everybody loves you,
                        though, the same question keeps
                        coming up.  _How_ dumb was she? 
                        Let me show you what I mean...
                               (grabbing Wells' glasses
                                and putting them on)
                        Look, I'm Clark.
                               (taking them off)
                        No, I'm Superman.
                               (on)
                        Mild-mannered reporter...
                               (off)
                        Super hero...
                               (off her puzzlement)
                        Hel-lo!  Duh!  Clark Kent is
                        Superman!

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)   Weinstein & Hutson   2/13/95                     29.   


  26   CONTINUED:  2                                                              26  

       Lois' singularly stunned expression tells us he's finally
       gotten through.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Well, that was worth the whole trip
                        -- to actually meet the most
                        galactically _stupid_ woman who
                        ever lived!  Let's go, Herb.
                        Clark...
                               (glasses on)
                        ... and Superman ...
                               (glasses off)
                        ... are dead.  And the future... is
                        mine!

       He puts the glasses back on Wells just as the time machine
       HUMS to full power and disappears in a BURST of light.

       Leaving Lois too overwhelmed to move, then --

                                            CLARK
                               (running in)
                        Lois!  Lois!

       She turns and sees him.

                                            CLARK (CONT'D)
                        You're okay?  I was afraid you --

       She hauls off and slaps him.  He puts his hand to his cheek
       in surprise.

                                            LOIS
                        And don't pretend that hurt...
                        Superman.

                                                                  FADE OUT.

                              _END OF ACT TWO_


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                   30.   

                                    _ACT THREE_

       FADE IN:


  27   EXT. MAIN STREET - SMALLVILLE, 1966 - DAY                                  27  

       Lois and Clark walk out of a small car rental agency and
       move to their car.  Clark looks at a furious Lois who walks
       beside him.

                                            CLARK
                        It started because I wanted a                               (X)
                        normal life... friends, a job...                            (X)
                               (looking at her)
                        a girl.  I couldn't have that                               (X)
                        if people knew and mobbed me                                (X)
                        everywhere I went.                                          (X)
                               (pause)
                        Lois, come on.  You haven't said a
                        word since 1866.

                                            LOIS
                        You are the lowest form of life
                        imaginable.

                                            CLARK
                        Not what I was hoping for... but
                        it's a start.

                                            LOIS
                        You're a liar. And there is
                        nothing worse.

                                            CLARK
                        I never lied to you, Lois.
                               (off her glare)
                        I just made up certain facts to
                        keep you from finding out about...
                        other certain facts.

                                            LOIS
                        You ought to run for President.
                        Oh, but you can't.  You weren't
                        born here.  Then again, you'd just
                        lie about it.  Look at you right
                        now, renting a car, that's a big,
                        fat lie.  What do you need a car
                        for?  You're Superman!

       PASSERSBY glance.  Clark tries to calm her.

                                            CLARK
                        Sshh.  I think we should keep as
                        low a profile as we can... anything
                        we change in the past could be
                        dangerous to our future.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
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  27   CONTINUED:                                                                 27  

                                            LOIS
                        Always got an answer for
                        everything.  You're good, Clark,
                        you really are.

                                            CLARK
                        No, actually, I'm not... I hated
                        not being able to tell you.  I
                        mean, you think it was easy
                        watching you swoon over Superman
                        and ignore me?

                                            LOIS
                        That doesn't make any sense -- you
                        _are_ Superman.

                                            CLARK
                        No -- Superman is what I can _do_,
                        but Clark is who I _am_... and the
                        closer we got, the more I wanted
                        to explain but... it kept getting
                        more and more complicated.

                                            LOIS
                        Look, you've obviously had a lot
                        more time to think about this than
                        I have but just answer this -- how
                        can I ever trust you again?

       She gets into the car, stares straight ahead.  He sighs and
       walks around the back of the car, muttering to himself:

                                            CLARK
                        Glasses, secret identity... seemed
                        like a good idea at the time...


  28   EXT. SHUSTER'S FIELD - DAY                                                 28(X)

       A deep furrow carved in the earth, leading to the
       half-buried, steaming, Kryptonian space craft.  Tempus and
       wells trudge up to it.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Just like the history books said.

       As he glances around, some glowing shards of green catch his
       eye.  He bends down and picks one up -- Kryptonite.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Right down to the remnants of the
                        exploding planet sucked along in
                        the path of the ship.
                                            (MORE)

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                  31A.   


  28   CONTINUED:                                                                 28  

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                               (picks one up; to Wells,
                                re: rocket)
                        Open it.

       Wells unlatches the hatch of the capsule, revealing the
       cooing SUPER BABY, swathed in red, yellow and blue blankets,
       one of which bears the Is, insignia.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Hello, Junior.


  29   INT. CLARK'S RENTAL CAR - ON A COUNTRY ROAD - DAY                          29  

       Clark glances at Lois, but she stares straight ahead.

                                            CLARK
                        ... and it was partly for your                              (X)
                        protection.                                                 (X)

                                            LOIS
                        Don't patronize me.

                                            CLARK
                        I'm not.  If you knew and someone                           (X)
                        found out you knew, you'd be a                              (X)
                        target.                                                     (X)

                                            LOIS
                        What do you think I am...                                   (X)
                        galactically stupid?

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    32.   


  29   CONTINUED:                                                                 29  

       Clark abruptly pulls the car to the side of the road and
       slams to a stop.  He turns to her.

                                            CLARK
                        Lois, I think you're the smartest
                        woman I know... and I never wanted
                        to hurt you.  If I was wrong, I'm
                        sorry but I can't change what I
                        did.
                               (distracted by the view
                                out the surroundings)
                        Wait... we're here.

                                            LOIS
                        Where?

                                            CLARK
                        This is Shuster's Field, where the                          (X)
                        ship landed.
                               (getting out)
                        C'mon.


  30   EXT. FIELD - DAY                                                           30  

       A four foot wire fence bounds the field.  Lois and Clark
       walk up.

                                            CLARK
                        I think we're early.  Mom and Dad
                        used to tell me it was night when
                        they were driving along and saw
                        what they thought was a meteor...

       Lois starts to duck under the fence.  Clark takes her gently
       by the hand.

                                            CLARK (CONT'D)
                        Here.

       He FLOATS them up and over the fence.   She glares.

                                            CLARK (CONT'D)
                        What?

                                            LOIS
                        All those times you pretended you
                        couldn't hit, couldn't jump,
                        couldn't open the peanut butter jar
                        yourself.

       She stalks off ahead of him.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)

                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)   Weinstein & Hutson   2/13/95                     33.   


  30   CONTINUED:                                                                 30  

                                            CLARK
                        Lois, do the words, 'Let it go,'
                        mean anything... to...
                               (falters)
                        ... to... ?

       He suddenly stops, looking a little ill.

                                            LOIS
                        What?

                                            CLARK
                        I dunno.  I feel kind of weak...
                        like there's Kryptonite around.
                               (puzzled)
                        But that would mean the ship would
                        already have to be...

                                            LOIS
                               (cutting him off)
                        Clark, look!

       He follows her gaze, seeing the GLOWING rocks of Kryptonite,
       around the ship, open and empty.

                                            CLARK
                               (backing up)
                        It can't be...

                                            LOIS
                        Tempus.

                                            CLARK
                        Maybe... or maybe somehow my folks
                        found me earlier.

       He grabs her hand and they move back to the fence.  He
       stumbles and she helps him.

                                            LOIS
                        Are you all right?

                                            CLARK
                        Just gotta get out of here, I'll be
                        fine.


  31   EXT. ROCKY COVE - DAY                                                      31  

       A cluster of rocks jutting up out of the woods. Wells
       carries the baby, swathed in red, yellow and blue blankets.
       Tempus is behind them, gun casually trained.

                                            WELLS
                        Where are we going?

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
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  31   CONTINUED:                                                                 31  

                                            TEMPUS
                        Well, if I remember my Kent history
                        from college, this is Rocky Cove.
                        Should be a nice, safe place to
                        spend some quality time with our
                        child.

       He motions for Wells to stop. Wells sets the child down.                     (X)

                                            WELLS
                        You know I won't let you hurt him.                          (X)
                        I'll fight you with my last                                 (X)
                        breath.                                                     (X)

                                            TEMPUS
                        Really?

                                            WELLS
                        I swear it.

       Tempus SMACKS him across the jaw.  Wells drops.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Sorry, but I don't like you                                 (X)
                        swearing in front of the baby.                              (X)


  32   OMITTED                                                                    32  


  33   INT. KENT HOUSE - DAY                                                      33  

       Shooting out the screen door, as Lois and Clark walk up.                     (X)
       He prepares to knock, hesitates.                                             (X)

                                            CLARK
                        What are we going to say?

                                            LOIS
                        You'll think of something.  You
                        always do.

                                            CLARK
                        Yeah, right... 'Hi, you didn't
                        happen to find a baby in a space
                        ship, did you?'

       YOUNG MARTHA appears from inside the house.  She's                           (X)
       thirtyish, bright-eyed and warm.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        Hello.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
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  33   CONTINUED:                                                                 33  

       Clark opens his mouth, but nothing comes out.  Looking at                    (X)
       her through the screen door, he can't get over how young                     (X)
       she is.  He looks like he's about to faint and Lois reaches
       her hand out to him.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA (CONT'D)
                               (concerned)
                        Are you all right?

                                            LOIS
                        He's just a little tired.  We've
                        been doing a lot of... travelling.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        I know just the thing to fix you
                        up... a nice, cool glass of
                        buttermilk.  Come on in.


 33A   SAME SCENE - MINUTES LATER                                                33A  

       Clark drains a glass of buttermilk.  Lois and Young Martha
       watch.

                                            CLARK
                        Nothing like buttermilk for what
                        ails you.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        But that's just what my husband,
                        Jonathan, says!

       YOUNG JONATHAN KENT appears through the window.  He's                        (X)
       mid-thirties as well, robust and cheerful.

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        What am I being accused of saying?

       Clark takes one look at his young father... and drops the
       glass.

                                            CLARK
                        Oh, geez, I'm sorry...
                               (moving quickly to clean
                                it up)
                        ... it's just, you both look so
                        young. I mean...

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                               (perplexed, but polite)
                        Please, don't worry about it.

                                            CLARK
                        But, I know how clean you like
                        things.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    36.   


 33A   CONTINUED:                                                                33A  

       She looks at him, confused.
                                            LOIS
                               (covering)
                        Anyone can see you keep your house
                        neat as a pin.

       Young Martha smiles.  He pleasure at the compliment
       overrides her puzzlement.

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                               (moving inside)
                        Martha, you hear anything about
                        Shuster selling his field?                                  (X)

       Clark pays attention.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        No.

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        I saw a couple of weird-looking
                        city fellas out at the place --

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        Jonathan, no business talk, we've
                        got company.
                               (to Lois and Clark)
                        So, what brings you folks out this
                        way?

                                            CLARK
                               (floundering)
                        Oh, well...

                                            LOIS
                               (jumping in)
                        We were... uh...

       But she can't come up with anything.

                                            CLARK
                        ... looking for something.

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        Like what?

       All eyes are on Clark.  Finally...

                                            LOIS
                               (blurts it out)                                      (X)
                        You didn't happen to find a baby,
                        did you?

       Young Martha's eyes immediately well with tears.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)

                            --page break--
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 33A   CONTINUED:  2                                                             33A  

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        Now, Martha...

                                            CLARK
                        I'm sorry.

                                            LOIS
                        He didn't mean...

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        No, no, it's okay.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                               (nods)
                        You see, it's just... I can't have
                        children.

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        We can't.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        I think if I found a baby, I'd be
                        the world's most grateful woman.

                                            CLARK
                        And the world's best mom.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                               (surprised, but touched)
                        Thank you.
                               (then, pulling herself
                                together)
                        More buttermilk?

                                            LOIS
                        You're very kind, but we're kind of
                        on a tight schedule.
                               (to Clark; pointedly)
                        Aren't we?

                                            CLARK
                        Yeah.
                               (suddenly hits him)
                        Da -- uh, sir, you were saying
                        something about Shuster's                                   (X)
                        Field... ?

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        Oh, you don't have to be polite...

                                            LOIS
                        He's not.  I mean, he is, but not
                        now.  You saw someone there?

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
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 33A   CONTINUED:  3                                                             33A  

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        Two city fellas.  Thought they
                        might be buyers.  Strange looking.
                        one of them in kind of a.. I don't
                        know what you'd call it... funny                            (X)
                        suit.  Why?  They friends of                                (X)
                        yours?                                                      (X)

                                            CLARK
                        I really want to catch them.  Where
                        were they going?

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        Headed up to Rocky Cove on foot.

                                            CLARK
                        We'd better go.

       Clark looks at Young Martha for a moment, as though
       memorizing her features, then leans over and gives her a
       quick kiss on the cheek.

                                            CLARK (CONT'D)
                        Thank you.

       Young Martha looks surprised and Young Jonathan
       instinctively bristles... but the sheer innocence of it
       washes over him.  He relaxes and smiles.

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        Hope you find who you're looking                            (X)
                        for.

                                            CLARK
                        You, too.

       As they nod their thanks and start out:

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                               (sotto; to Lois)
                        I don't know how I know this, but
                        his color just doesn't seem right.
                        He's getting sick.

       Lois stares at her a long beat, then gives her a hug.

                                            LOIS
                               (following Clark)
                        Don't worry, I'll take good care of
                        him.


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                   29.   


  34   INT. RENTAL CAR - ON COUNTRY ROAD - DAY                                    34  

       Lois is behind the wheel. She glances over at Clark.  He's
       slumped in the passenger seat.

                                            LOIS
                        Clark, are you okay?                                        (X)

                                            CLARK
                        Just tired.                                                 (X)

                                            LOIS
                        I've never seen you so pale...                              (X)
                        even from Kryptonite.                                       (X)

                                            CLARK
                        I'll be okay, just need to rest.                            (X)

                                            LOIS
                        Look, I'm sorry I was so hard on                            (X)
                        you before about... you know.
                               (then)
                        It must've been really difficult
                        all those years, always having to
                        pretend and hide, never being able
                        to share.  I'm sorry you had to go
                        through it alone.

                                            CLARK
                        I wasn't.  I always had my                                  (X)
                        folks...  and you.  Maybe there                             (X)
                        were things I couldn't say but                              (X)
                        there was nothing I couldn't feel.                          (X)
                               (wearily)
                        I've got to wake up here...                                 (X)

                                            LOIS
                        I don't get it, we're miles from                            (X)
                        the Kryptonite, you shouldn't                               (X)
                        be --                                                       (X)

       Her eyes widen in alarm.  His skin is becoming translucent.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        Clark!

       He sees the way she's staring at him. He looks down at his
       hands and knows instantly what's happening.

                                            CLARK
                        It's Tempus...

       Lois floors it.


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                  39A.   


  35   EXT. ROCKY COVE - DAY                                                      35  

       Tempus, Wells and the Baby are well concealed in this
       semi-circle of large boulders.  Wells' hands are tightly                     (X)
       secured.  Unable to move, he watches the Baby playing with                   (X)
       a glowing shard of KRYPTONITE.  Tempus is cleaning his                       (X)
       weapon.  He looks down at the Baby.

                                            WELLS
                        Don't do this, Tempus...                                    (X)

                                            TEMPUS
                        I'm not doing a thing, Herb.                                (X)
                               (to baby)                                            (X)
                        Does baby like the nice shiny                               (X)
                        Kryptonite?  Hm?  Well, okay, you                           (X)
                        just play with it all you want...                           (X)

                                                                  FADE OUT.

                                  _END OF ACT THREE_


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    40.   

                                   _ACT FOUR_

       FADE IN:


  36   EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - DAY                                                    36  

       With Lois at the wheel, the rental pulls to a stop at the
       edge of the woods.  Clark points in the direction of Rocky
       Cove.

                                            CLARK
                        Over there...

       Lois gets out and hurries around to Clark's side.  He tries
       to get out, but he's far too weak.  She reaches for his
       hand.  It's beginning to disappear.

                                            LOIS
                               (horrified)
                        Clark, what's happening?                                    (X)

                                            CLARK
                        In a minute, I won't exist...                               (X)
                        You'll have to go without me.
                        Hurry!

       With a last worried glance, Lois plunges into the woods.


  37   EXT. WOODS - DAY                                                           37  

       Lois picks her way through the underbrush, stepping lightly,
       trying to be as silent as possible.  As she pushes a branch
       out of her way, a GLINT from the bushes catches her eye.

       She peers in.  Something's hidden there.  It's the Time
       Machine.

                                            TEMPUS
                               (singing, O.S., to the
                                tune of 'Rock-A-Bye
                                Baby')
                        'Oh, Super-baby, new to the
                        Earth...'

  38   EXT. ROCKY COVE - DAY                                                      38  

       Tempus croons evilly to the weakened Infant, as the bound
       and gagged Wells watches.

                                            TEMPUS
                        '...play with your rock and make
                        pointless your birth.'

       The Baby's eyes flutter.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Blue Rev.             2/15/95                   41.   


  38   CONTINUED:                                                                 38  

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        'The world will spin on, sans                               (X)
                        Super-decree... and the future                              (X)
                        belongs to... people... like...                             (X)
                        me.'                                                        (X)

       The Baby drops off to sleep.                                                 (X)

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Won't be long now...                                        (X)

                                            WELLS
                        You really think you can destroy                            (X)
                        Utopia by killing a child?                                  (X)

                                            TEMPUS
                        Well, as you can see, I'm giving                            (X)
                        it my best.                                                 (X)

                                            WELLS
                        You're a fool.  Kill as many as                             (X)
                        you wish -- but a world of peace                            (X)
                        will always be man's ultimate                               (X)
                        goal.                                                       (X)

                                            TEMPUS
                        Herb... did your books actually                             (X)
                        _sell_? Because, you're kind of a                           (X)
                        bore. Which brings me to the                                (X)
                        question...                                                 (X)
                               (beat)
                        What am I going to do with you?  I
                        could just leave you here to
                        starve... but no, you might get                             (X)
                        away, build another time machine.                           (X)
                        Obviously, I have to kill you, but                          (X)
                        how?                                                        (X)
                               (then)
                        Something suitable, something                               (X)
                        ironic... like what I did to Lois,
                        that was good.  Wait, yes -- a
                        Utopian execution.  I know, I'll                            (X)
                        bore you to death!

       Tempus laughs at his own joke, then stops abruptly.  He
       hears a noise.  Someone moving nearby.  He grabs his gun                     (X)
       and goes to investigate.


  39   EXT. WOODS - DAY                                                           39  

       Tempus approaches, carrying his gun.  He moves cautiously,
       looking every which way, but Lois is nowhere to be seen.  He
       stops. He was sure he heard something, but maybe not.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Gold Rev.             2/23/95                  41A.   


  39   CONTINUED:                                                                 39  

       He's about to give up, when -- Lois swings down out of the                   (X)
       tree and kicks his hand.  The gun flies out.  She scrambles                  (X)
       to get it but he body-checks her off balance and scoops it
       up.

       She ends up on her back.  Tempus aims down at her.

                                            TEMPUS
                        How did you get -- ?
                               (realizes)
                        Another time machine.  Where is it?
                               (she says nothing)
                        You _will_ tell me.

       He aims at her knee and is about to pull the trigger.


 39A   EXT. ROAD - DAY                                                           39A  

       Clark musters his strength and stumbles into the woods.


  40   EXT. WOODS - DAY                                                           40  

       An almost fully transparent Clark stumbles and can just
       glimpse what's happening between Tempus and Lois.  He's too
       weak to move, but summons the very last drop of his strength
       and blows out a burst of SUPER COLD BREATH.


  41   EXT. WOODS - DAY                                                           41  

       Tempus' gun FREEZES, turning white with frost.  Tempus
       SCREAMS and drops it.

       Lying before him, Lois hooks her right foot behind Tempus'
       right ankle, then kicks his shin with her left foot.  He
       tumbles back.


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    42.   


  42   EXT. NEAR RENTAL CAR - DAY                                                 42  

       That final burst of energy has made Clark collapse.  He
       flickers into near-invisibility, fighting to hang on.


  43   EXT. WOODS - DAY                                                           43  

       Lois rolls up, ready to do some damage.  Tempus gets to his
       feet.  The gun is between them.

                                            LOIS
                        Okay, you like violence so much...
                        let's see what you've got.

       They circle.  He swings at her.  She blocks, connects with
       an uppercut... and drops him.  Hard.                                         (X)

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        Hate to tell you, but... you hit
                        like a girl.

       She kicks the gun away, turns and runs into --                               (X)


  44   EXT. ROCKY COVE - DAY                                                      44  

       -- races up, grabs the Kryptonite from the Baby and heaves
       it as far away as she possibly can.  She unties Wells and
       picks up the still Infant.

                                            WELLS
                        The baby... is he... ?

       Lois is not exactly an instinctive mom.  She holds the baby
       at arms length, then tentatively brings it in closer to a
       more nurturing, if still awkward, embrace.  The Baby looks
       up at her... and begins to cry.

                                            LOIS
                        I'm not very good with --

                                            WELLS
                        Oh, you will be.
                               (off her look)
                        Here, you just have to hold his
                        head and keep him close.

       He takes the baby to show her.


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    43.   


  45   EXT. WOODS - WITH CLARK - DAY                                              45(X)

       Clark is becoming solid again, full of color and life.  He
       straightens up, his strength flowing back into him.  He
       moves into --


  46   EXT. WOODS - WITH TEMPUS - DAY                                             46(X)

       still weak and tentative.  Tempus comes to and struggles
       to his feet, seeing Clark moving toward him through the
       trees.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Uh-oh.

       He makes a mad dash for the time machine.  Clark launches
       after him, leaps and brings him down in a flying tackle.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Showoff.

       Lois and Wells -- holding the Baby -- come out of the cove.

                                            LOIS
                               (relieved beyond words)
                        Clark!

       She nestles against Clark as he still holds Tempus with one
       hand.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        You're all right?

                                            CLARK
                        I'm fine.

                                            LOIS
                        I was so afraid you were --

                                            CLARK
                        It's all right, it's all right.

                                            LOIS
                        I couldn't stand the idea I might
                        lose you and I'd never get to tell
                        you... to say that... I ...

                                            TEMPUS
                        Please.  I'll go to jail, I'll
                        strap myself into the electric
                        chair -- but don't make me listen
                        to this!

       They ignore him, about to kiss, when Clark's head suddenly
       snaps up and he looks at the sky.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    44.   


  46   CONTINUED:                                                                 46  

                                            CLARK
                        It's almost night.  I've got to go.

       He takes his glasses off, hands them to Lois, then rips his
       shirt open, revealing the 'S.'

                                            CLARK (CONT'D)
                               (heaving a liberated
                                sigh)
                        I've always wanted to do that in
                        front of you.

       Then he SPINS and in a BLUR goes from Clark to Superman.  He
       takes the Baby from Wells.

                                            LOIS
                        He looks like you.

                                            CLARK
                               (then)
                        Hope so.
                               (to Baby)
                        Time to go, pal.

       Superman takes off with an O.S. WHOOSH.


  47   EXT. SHUSTER'S FIELD - DUSK                                                47(X)

       Superman deposits the Baby in the ship.  He steps back from
       the Kryptonite still strewn, woozy, and TAKES OFF.


  48   EXT. ROAD NEAR SHUSTER'S FIELD - DUSK                                      48(X)

       The Kents drive by in their truck.


  49   EXT. SKY - NIGHT #1                                                        49(X)

       Superman flies up, up, and away from us, then turns and
       shoots back down to Earth, picking up speed, becoming a
       streak of color.


  50   INT. KENT TRUCK - NIGHT                                                    50  

       The Kents hear a supersonic WHOOSH overhead.  WE STAY ON
       THEIR FACES as they look out the windshield in amazement.

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        What was that?

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                    45.   


  50   CONTINUED:                                                                 50  

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        Looked like a meteor... over there
                        in Shuster's Field.                                         (X)

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        Let's go have a look.


  51   EXT. SHUSTER'S FIELD - NIGHT                                               51(X)

       The Kents jump out of their truck and run over to the
       rocket.

                                            YOUNG JONATHAN
                        My Lord...

       And inside, of course, Baby Superman.  Young Martha picks up
       the infant and we can feel her instantly bonding with it.

                                            YOUNG MARTHA
                        Oh, Jonathan...

       In the nearby trees, Superman watches.


  52   EXT. WOODS NEAR ROCKY COVE - NIGHT                                         52(X)

       Wells has secured Tempus to the time machine.  He moves to a
       downcast Lois.

                                            WELLS
                        What's the matter, my dear?

                                            LOIS
                        You've been to the future, Mr.
                        Wells, is it true what Tempus said
                        about me?

                                            WELLS
                        Yes.  You're as highly revered as
                        any woman in history.

                                            LOIS
                        No, about being... galactically
                        stupid.

       Wells smiles and looks at Lois sympathetically.

                                            WELLS
                        Not stupid, Miss Lane. Blind.
                                            (MORE)

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    White Rev.          2/23/95                     46.   


  52   CONTINUED:                                                                 52  

                                            WELLS (CONT'D)
                        It's one of the many things that
                        makes your story so timeless: why
                        children never tire of hearing it
                        at bedtime, why parents never
                        outgrow it, generation after
                        generation.  We're _all_ blind when
                        it comes to love, especially that
                        one great love that will change us
                        forever.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Excuse me?  But I'm in danger of
                        choking on my own vomit.

       Superman LANDS.

                                            SUPERMAN
                        Everything's fine, the Kents have
                        the baby.

                                            WELLS
                        Good.  Then we can start to make
                        things right.  Superman, you and
                        Lois meet me at the second time
                        machine.

       He climbs into his time machine, starts hitting switches.

                                            LOIS
                        Where are you going?

                                            WELLS
                        To see to it Mr. Tempus causes no
                        more trouble.

       The machine hums and color flashes appear.

                                            TEMPUS
                        Superman, while I've got you here,
                        just answer one thing for me...

       Superman walks over.  The two men are nose to nose.

                                            TEMPUS (CONT'D)
                        Why tights?  Why a cape?  You're a
                        grown man, don't you feel
                        _ridiculous_?

       In a FLASH OF LIGHT, he and Wells and the machine are gone.

                                            SUPERMAN
                               (to Lois)
                        Hey, my mom made it for me.                                 (X)

                                                                  (CONTINUED)

                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    White Rev.          2/23/95                     47.   


  52   CONTINUED:  2                                                              52  

                                            LOIS
                        Oh, look, you've got shmutz on                              (X)
                        your 'S'.                                                   (X)

       She picks at the lint.  They kiss.                                           (X)


  53   EXT. SMALLVILLE - BUSHES NEXT TO CHURCH - NIGHT                            53  

       Lois and Clark move up to the second time machine.

                                            LOIS
                        Is this going to feel as weird to
                        you as it does to me?  Knowing
                        you're Superman from now on?

                                            WELLS
                               (stepping into sight)
                        Oh, I'm afraid that can't be, Miss
                        Lane.
                               (smiles)
                        Not just yet, anyway.

       He climbs aboard the second machine and mans the controls.


                                            WELLS (CONT'D)
                        We've tampered with history enough.

                                            CLARK
                        Well, it's a little late...

                                            WELLS
                        Not at all.  I'll simply drop each
                        of you back before I ever showed
                        up.  You'll both remember nothing
                        and none of this will have
                        happened.

       They climb on, each on either side of him as the machine
       begins to hum.

                                            CLARK
                        Is that what you did to Tempus?

       During the following, Lois surreptitiously pulls out Perry's
       birthday card and a pen, writes: "CLARK IS SUPERMAN."

                                            WELLS
                        Oh, no.  Mr. Tempus was such a
                        lover of irony, I decided to give
                        him a lifetime of it.

                                            CLARK
                        How so?

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Yellow Rev.          2/21/95                   47A.   


  53   CONTINUED:                                                                 53  


       Lois stuffs the card back in her pocket.

                                            WELLS
                        By granting him his wish to live in
                        a violent, hellish Dystopia.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)    Pink Rev.          2/15/95                      48.   


  53   CONTINUED:                                                                 53  

       In a flash of light and sound, the time machine disappears.

                                                                  CUT TO:


  54   EXT. SMALLVILLE, 1866 - DAY                                                54(X)

       Tempus, wearing chains and convict's stripes, is pleading
       through bars.

                                            TEMPUS
                        You stupid, corn-sucking, hayseed
                        cow-lovers!  I don't belong here,
                        I'm from the future!  I've got to
                        get out of here and build a time
                        machine!  Is anybody listening to
                        me?

       PULL BACK to reveal he's in a barred wagon that says:                        (X)
       "KANSAS STATE ASYLUM." Off Tempus' ranting and                               (X)
       chain-rattling and the wagon pulling away --                                 (X)

                                                                  CUT TO:


  55   INT. DAILY PLANET, 1995 - DAY #1 - REPRISE                                 55  

       It is the very morning our story began. As Lois exits the
       elevator, Jimmy falls in stride next to her.

                                            JIMMY
                        You're cuttin' it close.

                                            LOIS
                               (off her watch)
                        Eight minutes.  What'd I get him?
                        And don't tell me checked
                        suspenders.

                                            JIMMY
                               (handing her a wrapped
                                gift)
                        How'd you know?

       She's momentarily puzzled.  How did she know?  They head
       into the bullpen, it's festooned with ribbons, balloons and
       a banner reading "Happy Birthday, Chief!"

       Clark appears.

                                            CLARK
                        Morning, Lois.

                                            LOIS
                        You're late.

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)   Weinstein & Hutson   2/13/95                     49.   


  55   CONTINUED:                                                                 55  

                                            CLARK
                        'Morning, Clark.'

                                            LOIS
                               (stopping herself)
                        I have the weirdest feeling of deja
                        vu...

                                            CLARK
                               (sees her gift box)
                        Don't tell me you got him checked
                        suspenders again.

                                            LOIS
                        How'd you know?

                                            CLARK
                        You got him that last year, didn't
                        you?

                                            LOIS
                        Clark, I'm serious!

       That stops him.

                                            CLARK
                        Well, now that you mention it... it
                        does feel like we've done all this
                        before.

                                            LOIS
                               (looks at her gift)
                        Oh, no, I forgot to get a card.
                        Jimmy!
                               (then feels something in
                                her pocket)
                        Wait.

       She pulls out the sealed envelope in her pocket and looks at it.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        How'd this get here?

       Clark looks at it. on the back -- unseen by Lois -- he
       reads the words: "CLARK IS SUPERMAN."  She starts to turn it
       over.  He grabs it before she does.

                                            LOIS (CONT'D)
                        Clark!

                                            CLARK
                        It's uhhh, my card, you were
                        holding it for me, remember?

                                                                  (CONTINUED)


                            --page break--
       TEMPUS FUGITIVE (#18)   Weinstein & Hutson   2/13/95                     50.   


  55   CONTINUED:  2                                                              55  

                                            LOIS
                               (impatient)
                        No, I don't.

                                            CLARK
                        Come to think of it, I hate cards.
                               (tears it up)
                        Just slows down getting to the
                        present.

       She looks at him very closely, eyes narrowed.

                                            CLARK (CONT'D)
                        What?

                                            LOIS
                        I was just thinking...
                               (leans in very close,
                                her face almost touching
                                his)
                        Naahhhhh.

       And with that, she turns away, he sighs and tosses the bits
       of paper in the wastecan and we HEAR O.S.  "SURPRISE,
       CHIEF!"

                                                                  FADE OUT.

                                    _THE END_

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