Kal-El No! He doesn’t know he is! Pet Cemetery! Arthur, we need to restrain him. I got him! Kal-El, the last son of Krypton. Remember who you are. Tell me who you- Clark! I know you. Please don’t make me do this. Alfred, I need the big guns. You did this. I had to. You won’t let me live. You won’t let me die. The world needs you. But does it need you? Tell me… Do you bleed? Clark? Clark! Please. Please. Please. Just go. Let’s go. Ugh. Ooh yeah something is definitely bleeding. (shoom!) The mother box. He has the last one.