Justice League

There he is! Shh!

BOY 1; (WHISPERS) on, sorry.

Superman, Superman, can we ask you some questions?

It's for our podcast.

Well, in that case...

How many people have you saved? -|...

Never mind. Does your thing really stand for hope?

Yes. It does.

But it looks like an

Yes. It's meant to. It's...

It's meant to wind like a river.

It comes and goes. My...

A man I knew used to say hope is like your car keys.

Easy to lose, but if you dig around, it's usually close by.

Did you ever fight a hippo?

No. Shh! That's dumb.

(WHISPERS) But hippos are the most deadly.

Uh... What is, uh...

What's the best thing about planet Earth?

Hmm...

What are you doing?

Wait. No, Wait. Wait. Wait!

Please! Please, man. Please!

What do you want from me?

Feat

They can smell it.

What the hell?

What was that?

A scout.

From space?

Like an alien army?

Alfred, are you seeing this?

I am. Matches the other sightings.

And that pattern is all over Luthor's notes.

Prep the jet. We're going north tonight.

Good. It's time then.

It's 'cause they know he's dead, right?

Superman.

He's gone.

Where does that leave us?

Drop your guns now!

-(ALARM BEEPING) Excuse me.

-(SILENCED GUNSHOTS) -(GUARD 2 GROANS)

GO!

-(PEOPLE CLAMORING) -(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Move it! Move! Move!

Get down!

Line them up along the wall!

Keep them quiet!

Children, stay close to me.

Who are you?

The Lasso of Hestia compels you to reveal the truth.

Now, who are you?

We're a small group of reactionary terrorists.

We know that sin has brought on this plague of aliens.

Why the hostages?

You're too late.

The countdown's already begun.

In a few minutes, four city blocks...

While the world watches. (LAUGHING)

GUNMAN'. Hush!

Shut up!

This is man's best hope.

Down with the modern world.

Back to the Dark Ages

and the safety of holy fear.

-(TIMER BEEPING) -(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

Quiet!

This would've been over quickly, but...

- No! Don't! -(ALL SCREAMING)

I don't believe it.

What are you?

A believer.

I'm asking for your help.

I believe there is a stranger who comes to this village from the sea.

He comes in the winter when the people are hungry.

Brings fish.

He comes on the king tide.

That was last night.

Icebergs in the harbor, four months since the last ship got through.

Well, this stranger doesn't come by ship.

There are enemies coming from far away.

I need warriors.

I'm building an alliance to defend ourselves.

Look, I'll give you 25,000 to talk to this man right now.

Outside.

Tell me what those three boxes are and I'll make it 30.

You should get out.

Can you at least point me to Atlantis?

Arthur Curry.

Also known as Protector of the Oceans.

The Aquaman.

I hear you can talk to fish.

So let me get this straight.

You do it dressed like a bat? Like an actual bat?

It's worked for 20 years in Gotham.

Oh, that shithole.

When the fight comes, we'll need you.

- Don't count on it, Batman. - Why not?

'Cause I don't like you coming here,

digging into my business and getting into my life.

People from Atlantis tell me, "Do this." Now you say, "Do that."

I wanna be left alone.

Is that why you help these people out here in the middle of nowhere?

'Cause you can just leave?

I help them 'cause no one else does.

If you want to protect them, you need to work with me.

"Strong man is strongest alone." You ever heard that?

That's not a saying.

That's the opposite of what the saying is.

Yeah...

Doesn't mean I'm wrong.

You ever hear of Superman?

He died fighting next to me.

My point exactly.

What's in the three boxes?

It's ancient history.

What is it?

Mankind's melting the polar ice caps, destroying the ecosystem.

They got it coming?

Hey, I don't mind if the oceans rise.

How about if they boil?

Dressed like a bat.

You're out of your mind, Bruce Wayne.

Doesn't mean I'm wrong.

So, you say you have no way of reconnecting with this Aquaman?

Oh, I put a tracking device in his coat,

but he left without it.

May, in fact, not have been his coat.

Those squares from Luthor's notes.

I think they must be containers of some kind.

Of What?

I don't know. Money. Power.

- Something worth starting a war over. - Hmm.

Well, we've had luck with one person on the team list.

Barry Allen of Central City.

He's completely off the grid.

Squatting, I think. Moves suddenly and often.

Disappearing act.

But he does visit his father.

In prison for murdering his mother.

Jesus.

Young Barry always protested his father's innocence.

But he was nine and nobody listened to him.

We have somebody at the prison?

Oh, yeah. We'll find the address.

What about, uh, Diana?

Well, you have her number.

What, you could've called her.

Oh. Perhaps I should fly to Paris with a handwritten note.

"Will you be Bruce's teammate? Check yes or no."

I'm only interested in her skillset.

I'm sure you are.

Can we?

Uh, well, facial recognition's a bit dodgy on this one.

But they've got a partial match.

A Victor Stone.

Genius IQ,

football scholarship to GCU and deceased.

Figures. Fairy tales and ghost stories.

One misses the days

when one's biggest concerns were exploding wind-up penguins.

The simple life.

I don't recognize this world.

I don't have to recognize it.

I just have to save it.

Here to see Henry Allen.

Sign.

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(KID CRYING)

Hurry it up, will you?

What, you got a problem?

No, there's no problem.