Mike Farrell: Jonathan Kent

The Last Son of Krypton: Part II

Jonathan Kent

Martha Kent: That was Lana. Third time tonight, Clark. Won't you talk to her?
Teenage Clark Kent: Oh, what can I say, Ma? I don't even know how it happened. Suddenly, I was running faster than I've ever run in my life. I ripped the camper apart like it was cardboard. And the fire never touched me. I've always felt I was different, even before you and Pa told me I was adopted, but how is it possible to do these things?
Jonathan Kent: I think it's time, Martha.
[cut to them leading Clark into the barn]
Jonathan Kent: [opening a crate] We never showed you this, son. I guess we didn't know how to explain it. Still don't.
[Clark sees his Kryptonian ship]
Jonathan Kent: You know how some babies are found in baskets? Well, this is how we found you.
Teenage Clark Kent: You're kidding, right?
[seeing their looks]
Teenage Clark Kent: You're not. So... where did I come from?
Martha Kent: We don't know. There wasn't much inside. Just some blankets and... this.
Jonathan Kent: [showing him a metal box] Never could get the darn thing open. Maybe you've got the magic touch.

Jonathan Kent: Put that thing back. We don't know where it came from.
Martha Kent: He's not a thing, Jonathan, he's a baby! A little baby. Who'd put a baby in a spaceship?
Jonathan Kent: That's just my point. It could be Russian, a Sputnik baby.
Martha Kent: Oh, really!
Jonathan Kent: Maybe he's one of ours. You think NASA is missing a kid?
Martha Kent: I don't care where he came from. All I know is he needs us, Jonathan.

Teenage Clark Kent: [bending a metal bar] Getting stronger every day, Pa. And that's not the half of it. Look.
[focusing on it, he melts a section with his heat vision]
Jonathan Kent: It's getting hot. All you did was look at it.
Teenage Clark Kent: I know.

Jor-El: By the time you see this, our world will have been gone for many years.
Lara: You are the sole survivor of Krypton, a planet similar to Earth in many ways. This was our home.
Teenage Clark Kent: No. No, it can't be true.
Martha Kent: It's hurting him.
Jonathan Kent: Let him be, Martha.
Jor-El: You may have already discovered that you are much stronger and faster than a normal human being.
Teenage Clark Kent: I *am* a normal human being.
Lara: Your Kryptonian body draws its strength from Earth's yellow sun.
Jor-El: It will give you abilities that no other human has.
Teenage Clark Kent: I don't believe any of this.
Lara: Some people will fear you, perhaps even try to destroy you. Despite this, you must never use your powers in anger.
Jor-El: Be brave, my son. Remember who you are and the legacy you carry inside you.
Lara: We love you, Kal-El, always.
Teenage Clark Kent: [as he reaches out to touch her hand, the message ends] It's not true. I'm not a freak. I'm not! I'm not!
Martha Kent: [he punches a wooden beam in anger] Clark!
Jonathan Kent: [he runs away] Clark, come back!

Jonathan Kent: [finding the baby Kal-El] Cute little fella. Got a good grip, too. Ow.
[Kal squeezes a little too hard]
Jonathan Kent: Ow!
Martha Kent: What do you think of the name Christopher?
Jonathan Kent: Now, Martha, let's discuss this.
Martha Kent: Or Kevin?
Jonathan Kent: Martha!
Martha Kent: Or Kirk. I know we can use my maiden name. What do you think of...
Ms. Stevenson: [cut to Clark daydreaming in class] Clark! Clark Kent!
Teenage Clark Kent: Y-Yes, Ms. Stevenson?
Ms. Stevenson: Looks like you've daydreamed your way to another perfect score.
Lana Lang: Once again, the boy genius performs to his usual standards.
Ms. Stevenson: And so did you, Ms. Lang.
Lana Lang: [seeing she got a D-] Ooh.