(Nitto and Sam steal a diamante)
What do you think we'll get for it, Nitto?
I'd say five to ten. With
time off for good behavior.
Sam: You know, he don't look so hot. Maybe we should help him.
Nitto: Sure, we'll send him a chicken soup. Come on!!
Well, next time you see one of my museums being robbed, call someone who can do something about it, like the police!
You work for me
, Peterson, don't forget that! There shouldn't be an opinion in your head that I haven't put there!
(Clark stands in front of some rocks he thinks to be Kryptonite)
You were expecting them to dance for you?
As long as I have the rock, you can't stop me. But it is bothersome to have you always trying, so, the deal is this: you leave me and my operations alone, and I and my little green rock will leave you alone.
I don't make deals with criminals
I control everything in this town, Superman, your cooperation is not really necessary. The offer was merely a courtesy.
You will never control me, Luthor. Never
! (flies away)
Well then, I guess I'll have to kill you.
The fact that your body chemistry absorbs the radiations so readily, leads me to believe that you share with it a point of origin.
You mean it came from Krypton?
More than likely it is
Krypton, or rather a small piece of it. 'Kryptonite' if you will.
Ah, Professor, Mercy will see you safely home now, won't you my dear?
Please, no! I-I-I mean, I can see myself home, really!
But I insist. Metropolis can be such a dangerous city, Peterson. I'd hate to wake up tomorrow and find out that something terrible
had happened to you...