Come forward. Your General wishes to speak.
I am General Zod. Your ruler. Yes, today begins a new order. Your lands, your possessions, your very lives, will gladly be given in tribute to me, General Zod! In return for your obedience you will enjoy my generous protection. In other words you will be allowed to live.
So you are a General? And who is your superior?
And he will answer to me! Or all of his cities will end up like this one.
Hey, y'know, this isn't like the old days when it was just you and me. I gotta hand it to you, you always told the truth, a guy always knew where he stood with you, you were totally honest, you wanted to destroy me. I respect you for it.
Well. Perhaps there's some good in you after all, Lex Luthor.
I tell you, I'm full of good, I've just never used any of it.
All right, I guess we'll have to take that chance.