Part 6 (2/2)

(trying to stop) ...get your a.s.s...

SUPERMAN, hovering two feet above the floor, steps down inside.

LAUGHING HOSTAGE.

(laughing) ...so kicked.

EVERYBODY in the train looks at the LAUGHING HOSTAGE with no idea what he's talking about.

SUPERMAN (OS).

Gentlemen...

THUGS turn to see SUPERMAN. Immediately they point their guns and fire in a rapid succession of bullets. Barely moving, SUPERMAN whips his hands through the air catching dozens of bullets.

THUG #2's gun jams.

THUG #1 runs out of ammunition.

THUG #3 keeps firing and SUPERMAN, still catching bullets walks slowly toward him, reaches out, wraps his fingers around the gun and begins to ”crinkle” it causing it to SMOKE AND break apart. Metal chunks clang as they hit the floor.

After the last piece falls, SUPERMAN laces his fingers with the THUG's and squeezes causing the THUG to buckle to his knees screaming in pain.

SUPERMAN.

(to THUG) I'm guessing you're new here.

THUG #2's gun unjams and he fires at SUPERMAN's back. SUPERMAN hears the shot and turns. The bullet hits him square in his chest and ricochets...

POV the bullet: speeds back to THUG #2's forehead. THUG #2 screams and as the bullet closes in on his face, it stops in mid-air.

CAMERA pans out and SUPERMAN is holding the bullet between his thumb and index finger, four inches from THUG #2's forehead. The bullet is wafting smoke.

THUG #2 is whimpering. SUPERMAN I think this belongs to you.

He puts the hot bullet in THUG #2's palm and closes his fingers around it.

The train comes to a stop.

EXT. STREETSIDE.

There are emergency vehicles and POLICE waiting streetside. SUPERMAN emerges from the subway surrounded by the crowd of people he's rescued.

A little GIRL approaches. GIRL Superman, can I get my picture taken with you?

MOTHER.

We're from out of town and it would be a great souvenir.

SUPERMAN.

I really don't do pictures... but I'll tell you what...

SUPERMAN holds out his hand still full of bullets. He kneels to the girl's level and blows on them. The little GIRL winces at the cold air. When the mist clears, the bullets are incased in ice.

SUPERMAN plucks one from the mounds and hands it to her.

SUPERMAN.

Why don't you take one of these and tell all your friends you saw Superman catch it?

GIRL.

COOL!.

SUPERMAN sets the frozen bullets on the ground and the crowd scrambles for them.

SUPERMAN sees LOIS off to the side jotting notes on a tablet furiously.

The GIRL takes the frozen bullet and gleefully shows her parents.

FATHER.

Thanks, Superman.

SUPERMAN.

My pleasure.

SUPERMAN shakes his hand and winces. FATHER looks at him shocked. LOIS notices.

LOIS.

Let me see that.

SUPERMAN.

I'm fine, Lois.

LOIS opens his hand and his palm is burned. LOIS looks at him with fear in her eyes.

LOIS.

Is this from the bullets?

SUPERMAN.

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