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What?
Just one kiss. For old times' sake.
And you can see how you feel about me, right?
Yes.
You've had your fun, Selena, the game is over.
She has hostages.
It's her shadowself! Her dark side!
How do I fight it?
Turn it against her.
No thanks. I have friends in the resistance. They'll vouch for me. I figure I might get a million bucks for my memoirs.
I'll come back as soon as I can.
She's right. They'll string her up.
Do you want to come to Argo City?
I don't want much, Selena. I have simple tastes.
What do you want?
Western Europe.
I'm sorry, but I already promised Bianca she could have Switzerland. You know how she loves to ski.
No problem. She can have it. I hate mountains.
Is this Nigel's doing?
It's a warning, that's for sure.
Maybe it was just an accident.
There's no such thing as an accident. Everything has meaning, if you can read the signs.
I said stop, I didn't say run into a brick wall.
What is it?
The Coffer of Shadow. Look at it.
What does it mean?
The danger. The one Nigel spoke of. It must be near .
Oh, fiddlesticks. What could be dangerous about a baseball game?
Softball.
It must be the girls. One of the girls.
But which one?
Drive on. We have already attracted enough attention.
We'll bide our time and keep watch. Young girls just can't keep a secret. If one of them's up to somethingwe'll find out.
And then, like great catswe pounce! And destroy!
Bianca, try not to be so bloodthirsty when you're at the wheel. OK?
Sorry, mistress.
Is he your entertainment for tonight?
He will be. In about five minutes.
Have fun.
I came as quickly as I could. What is the danger?
It's what we were warned about.
A Storm Dragon?
No, a super girl.
Why did she have to show up now?
Eliminate her.
That's easy for you to say, Bianca.
You can do it. You're the most powerful woman on Earth.
Am I? Still?
Yes! You own the Coffer of Shadow. Nothing can withstand its power.
I've been saving it. For the right moment.
That moment is now! What good is a sword unless it be unsheathed? Use it, and no one will dare oppose you again. No one.
What do I do? I don't know her name.
The Naming of Names is not necessary. Just concentrate on her face. Your Shadow will do the rest.
Next time, remind me to do this out in the yard.
Yes, of course, it was foolish of me.
I think I'd better keep it.
Whatever you say.
Yes. Whatever I say. From now on.
Home?
No way. I'm not going to let that little hussy make a monkey out of me.
Is it her that's bothering youor your gardener?
Sure glad you didn't let make a monkey of you.
Shut up, and get me a hacksaw.
I don't feel like it right now.
She didn't take it from you, did she?
That little girl? Ha. Now go on, get me some tools.
There's no need. I learned the Craft from my grandmother.
At last. Ultimate Power.
And the first thing we do is get rid of Supergirl!
What do you mean we?
You and your husband have been kind to me, Alura. I have something to tell you: I'm going away. Soon.
But where?
I've discovered a new way into the Phantom Zone.
But the phantom Zone is for criminals.
It's big. And empty. I'm tired of limiting myself to Argo City. I want to do something new. I'm starting to repeat myself here with this airy, glittery stuff....
I'm an artist, Alura. My work comes first. Other people come second.
How can you create beauty...with a selfish heart? The spiky insectcreature flies closer and closer around the little girl's head, buzzing angrily. Her look of delight turns to fear. She tries to shoo the creature away. It flies off toward the thin membrane that encloses the city.
But the Power Source, Zaltar.
It couldn't be helped. The city will have to make do with three.
But what will happen?
The Guardians will be angry. They may even send me to the Phantom Zone. You see, I didn't really have permission to borrow it. I must go explain to them...
Bring something to drink.
Yes. Madame.
Wait a minute. I want you to get out the car. You're going to take the script over to Paramount and deliver it to Mr. De Mille in person.
Yes, Madame.
Madame is wanted on the telephone.
You know better than to interrupt me.
Paramount is calling.
Who?
Paramount studios.
Now, now do you belive me? I told you deMille would jump at it.
It is not Mr. deMille in person. It is someone by the name or Gordon Cole. He says it's very important.
Certainly it's important. It's important enough for Mr. deMille to call me personally. The idea of having an assistant call me!
I myself was surprised at Mr. de Mille's manners.
Say that I'm busy, and hang up.
Very good, Madam.
If you will pardon me, Madame. The shadow over the left eye is not quite balanced.
Thank you, Max.
Cameras? ...What is it, Max?
The cameras have arrived, Madame.