Justice League2001

Superman:
Something I can help you with?

The Question:
I hope so. But I assume you don't want to discuss your White House weenie-roast in front of a crowd...

Superman:
[to others] I'll be back in a minute. [he leads Question to the empty conference room]

The Question:
Always wondered what was in here. Private conference room. Original members only, yes? A place where you're free to discuss your secrets and lies...

Superman:
You said something about me in the White House.

The Question:
Not you, exactly. Another version of you, hmm?

Superman:
Quit dancing around it. How much do you know?

The Question:
I know what you told everyone. The Justice Lords: a parallel universe version of the Justice League who came to Earth to rid it of crime just as they had on their own world. With Lex Luthor's help, our Justice League managed to rout them. I also know what you didn't tell anyone! On that other Earth, so very much like our own, a Superman, so very much like you, killed the president.

Superman:
[accidentally bends the back of a chair he's leaning on] Question, no one can know about this.

The Question:
Or what? You'd incinerate me, too?

Superman:
I'd never do anything like that.

The Question:
Wouldn't you? Didn't you recently try to lobotomize Doomsday with your heat vision, just as the Justice Lord did?

Superman:
That's different!

The Question:
It's the same! A heavily-armed Watchtower with an army of proactive heroes, Luthor running for president - if it's not *quite* the same, it soon will be. Have you seen Amanda Waller's computer simulations?

Superman:
Batman told me about them.

The Question:
Did he tell you that all the models predicted that a war between the Justice League and the government would devastate the planet?

Superman:
We would never fight the government!

The Question:
Not even if Luthor *was* the government? [Superman is silent; Question begins rambling] Predestined... Flash will die... You will kill Luthor... Superhuman arms race... Armageddon... Inevitable...

Superman:
Question, I'm... [He puts a hand on the Question's shoulder; the Question recoils] I'm worried about you. You're mixed up. This world isn't like the other one. We're not the Justice Lords. Those things you're afraid of won't happen here. I won't let them. [Question is silent for a moment, then walks out]