We're inside a barracks. The room is sparse, all white space. The only furnishings are a row of beds either side. In front of each bed stands a young RECRUIT, all of them wearing dark all in one jumpsuits. Amongst them is a young ZOD.
At the end of the room, REX-UR, the drill instructor, begins his inspection.
He cuts an imposing figure, tall with a buzz cut and razor sharp cheekbones. Every cadet is frozen in fear.
CAPTION: Military Academy, Krypton.
Inset: Close up on a young ZOD standing to attention. He looks visibly nervous and has several bruises on his face.
ZOD(CAPTION): Once, even I knew fear.
Wide: a profile shot of Rex-Ur as he begins to walk down the like of recruits.
ZOD(CAPTION): I saw it wielded as a powerful weapon...
Rex-Ur has now turned, facing us.
ZOD(CAPTION): I saw it shape and twist minds.
Tight on Zods reaction, sweat forming on his brow.
ZOD(CAPTION): Especially weak ones.
On Rex-Ur's feet as he clicks his boots together.
Wide: a reverse shot of the first panel, now looking towards the opposite end of the room. Rex-Ur stands ramrod straight.
All of the recruits lined up by their beds, including Zod, are now kneeling.ZOD(CAPTION): It's something I never forgot.