A lot of people talk about the end of the world... but no one really believes it will happen. Surprise. As I look out over the city, I see that very finale moving towards me... a blank of whiteness, enveloping buildings, streets, people... leaving nothing in its wake but the horror of total absence. It's getting closer, almost here. I-I don't know if... I-I'll try to keep... Clark. ...I love you.

There are times when we... when you... have to be true to who you are. Even if we're the only two who know... that you're my Superman.