This is the new inventory we'll offer at 10 percent.
Right.
Yes. May I help you?
- Let's get out of here. - Come on.
Okay, pal, drop the ice. Just back off, man.
Back off.
431 Metro requesting backup at 321 Division Street.
You said the suspect didn't have weapons. So he did all this with his bare hands?
Yeah. You know, I got a kid going through his terrible twos...
...that doesn't do this much damage. Know what I'm saying?
You said your men shot him five times? How come there's no blood?
They could've shot him 50 times, there's still not gonna be any blood.
- How could he not bleed? - Because he ain't a he. He's an it.
Somebody's making criminals...
...out of steel.
According to this research, only two labs in Metropolis had dealings in robotics:
- LexCorp. - Which is out of business.
And STAR Labs.
Which laid off half their workers because of defense cutbacks.
I wonder if it's a disgruntled ex-employee behind this.
Maybe.
You know, what do they call a guy who's happy with his job? A gruntled employee?
How was everything?
Oh, well, the service was kind of slow, but aside from that...
Oh, I'm sorry. In that case, dessert's on me.
That and your senior-citizen discount should make up for it.
You know, I always pictured the sibling relationship to be...
- Well, something different. - That's because you're an only child.
So, Lucy, how's it feel to be back in Metropolis?
Great. California was fun, but it was time to get back to school.
- Finish up my degree. - Lucy.
- Johnny. - How's my girl?
Hi. I want you to meet my sister.
Lois, this is Johnny Corbin.
How you doing? I have heard so much about you.
And I've heard about you.
This is Clark Kent. He works with Lois at the Daily Planet.
Oh, yeah? I used to work for the Planet. I had a paper route till they fired me.
You know, it seems I came up a bit short on my subscription money a few times.
So big deal, right?
- Yeah. They can be pretty unreasonable. - Yeah.
Listen, babe.
- Can we go talk somewhere? - Yeah.
- Excuse us. - Excuse us.
I don't know what she sees in him. He has no job, no education, no prospects.
- Maybe it's just animal magnetism. - That's fine, in a zoo.
Don't expect me to be rational.
My kid sister is dating a monosyllabic, illiterate goon.
It's Jimmy. I'll be right back.
Listen, baby, me and Angel are putting together...
...a little business opportunity, and it is guaranteed to pay off bigtime...
...but until then I'm kind of busted.
Well, I had a pretty good day in tips.
Oh, no, no. I could never take your hard-earned money.
Take it, Johnny. It's okay.
You are the best.
One day, you and me are gonna be sitting on top of the world. I promise.
Okay, gotta go.
Excuse me, miss, but this is the no-eavesdropping section.
- I can't believe she gave that leech money. - Take it up with her later.
Jimmy found out that robot was powered by uranium capsules.
If we can find out where the capsules came from, maybe we'll find our Mr. Wizard.
A fortune in electronics.
Lost!
Why, Rollie?
Obviously, Emmett, the control mechanism picked up the radio signal from the cops.
I told you that might happen, but would you listen? No.
- Now, if we insulate the skull like I said... - No, no, no.
No more computer controls.
This time we're going to use the neural sensory transmitter.
That means using a human brain.
Don't look at me like that, Emmett.
Oh, don't worry, little brother. I said a human brain.
We'll just put the word on the street that we need a donor.
Emmett, we're scientists. We don't know anybody on the street.
Then we'll meet somebody.
Rollie, I am this close to creating the ultimate crime machine...
...that's gonna make us more powerful than Intergang...
...and you are mailing letters!
It's the article I wrote for Future Plex magazine.
I have to mail it to myself to copyright it.
Don't you know that there are more important things to worry about?
You wanna worry about something?
Worry that there's no money to buy the uranium capsules we need...
...to power that worthless piece of tin.
What you don't know is, when we get the human brain, we won't need any uranium.
We're gonna find an alternate power source.
Yeah, like what? Wheaties?
No.
Something I was testing at Lex Labs.
Well, well, well. Guess what I just found out.
Johnny Corbin has a rap sheet.
Two previous arrests for grand theft auto, plea-bargained to probation...
...and half a dozen misdemeanors. I'm calling Lucy.
Lois, you might wanna think about it for a minute.
In my experience, people don't like to be told they're wrong.
It could backfire on you.
What do you think I should do?
I don't know. You know her better than I do.
Well, apparently not. You just told me I was wrong.
I didn't say wrong, I said you should think about it.
I have thought about it, and now I'm not sure what to do. I could use help.
Well, I don't know. I mean, I've never had siblings.
Pardon me.
I could be wrong, but my instinct tells me...
...that this little discussion is not work-related.
Now, in case anyone's interested...
...this is what our page one lead-in looks like presently.
Do you think there's any chance that we might...
...get ink in these two columns before I put this baby to bed?
- Or am I just blowing smoke in the air? - We'll get right on it, chief.
Well, thank you very much. You just made my day.
So, what angle do you think we should take?
Well, none of the labs I spoke to reported any theft of uranium.
But when LexCorp broke up, there was a substantial amount missing from Lex Labs.
Lex Labs? How long is Luthor gonna haunt Metropolis?
- This is everything I could find on robots. - You all right, Jimmy?
Yeah, I guess. They raised my rent and I can't afford it, so I gotta find a new place.
- Why don't you ask Perry for a raise. - Ask for a raise?
I don't think so.
I saw Pete in Sports ask for a raise, a week later he was gone.
Jimmy, unlike Pete, you are good at your job.
Remember, it's the squeaky wheel that gets greased.
Or they get a new wheel.
I just gotta get the chief to notice my work.
There was a photographer we...
We got an armored-car robbery down at Third and Schuster. Get your camera.
- I'm on it. - I'll take care of it.
I'm off it.
I'm in the mood for frozen yogurt, want some?
- We have work to do. - It'll only take a second. What flavor?
- Surprise me. - Okay.
Hi, Angel.
Where did you go?
I gotta get to a hospital.
Don't worry, John. I called a couple of doctors I heard about.
- Told them to meet us here. - It hurts.
Thanks, Superman. Two other suspects took off in a green Chevy.
- We wounded one. - They probably switched cars.
I'll take a look from the air.
- He's alive, but not for long. - Get him out. Get him out. Come on.
You do a very nice impression of a tree.
- Now, how about giving us a hand? - Where's my money?
Look, the deal was for a living human brain delivered to my door.
Now, the longer you stand around there flapping your lips, Mr... Whoever you are.
- The less chance you've got of collecting. Now, come on. Help us.
Hey! What happened to you? You've been gone two hours.
- Where's my yogurt? - Oh, right. Yogurt.
- Remember how you said to surprise you? - Yeah.
Well, I didn't bring you anything. Surprise.
- So, what did you find out? - Well...
...all LexCorp lab records are on file at Data Stor.
- What's that? - It's a private data-storage service.
- And you think I'm fat, don't you? - What?
That's why you didn't bring me any yogurt.
Believe me, I do not think you're fat. I just thought...
...you know, it might be funny to not bring you anything.
Some of that cutting-edge Smallville humor?
Lois, what are you doing?
Well, I was gonna try and access the LexCorp lab records at Data Stor...
...but their password is some impossible alphanumeric code.
- You mind if I give it a try? - Go ahead.
Should only take you 10 years to go through all the possible combinations.
- How did you...? - Can't be funny, might as well be lucky.
Okay, I've accessed the Lex Lab security records.
Look, there's a report of a uranium theft dated last March.
Filed by Dr. Emmett Vale.
Head of robotics.
Bingo.
Hello, John.
How are you feeling?
I...
- I... - He's stuck.
Those Teflon semiconductors, I told you they wouldn't work.
- I... - He is not stuck.
I...
...feel tired.
Told you so.
John, you're gonna be just fine.
In fact...
...you're gonna be better than you've ever been before.
You would've died of those wounds if your friend hadn't brought you to us.
- I saved your life. - Excuse me. We saved your life.
I...
...have no feeling in my body.
- How come? - Well, that's because...
Well, because you're a...
Tell him, Emmett.
Hey, what is this?
Oh, great. A robot with a temper.
- Nice going. - Shut up.
- John, we had to make you a new body. - Yeah. You see, the old one was...
...well, frankly, full of holes.
Look how strong you are.
What am I?
- Well, actually, you're a robot. - Cyborg! Cyborg! Robot.
You're a mixture of man and machine.
The best of both. There's no one else in the world like you. You're gonna be famous.
Think about it, John. You can have anything you want.
Together, we will own Metropolis.
I was just holding both of you in the air.
Totally cool.
Yeah, like the Six Million Dollar Man.
Do I run on batteries, or what?
No, no. You have a very special power source.
Let me show you.
- What is it? - It's called kryptonite.
And it never runs out.
Just like the bunny, huh?
Yes, that's it. Just like the bunny.
This is outrageous, man.
Now I can really kick some butt.
Johnny. Johnny, we must go slowly.
- You're still in the experimental stage. - Go slowly?
Go slowly?
You go slowly, doc.
There ain't nobody that's gonna mess with me.
I'm as strong as Superman.
This is really nice.
What suddenly made you decide to invite me over?
Oh, what's sudden? I've wanted to do this since you got back to the city.
Anyway, it's only oatmeal.
It's the only thing I know how to make for breakfast that doesn't require a toaster.
Could you just move that stuff? Sorry it's such a mess.
I can't believe the amount of work I have to bring home.
That was so stupid.
- What's this? - What's what?
I can't believe you did this.
Don't get huffy with me. I'm not dating a guy who likes to pose front and side.
This was all a charade.
Why didn't you just fold it into an airplane and throw it at me?
I've never been good at those planes. Lucy, that's not the point.
Then what is the point? That I'm naive?
That I can't handle a relationship?
Or maybe you're upset I found someone who cares about me and you can't.
I may not have a guy, but at least I am not throwing money away on some deadbeat.
You eavesdropped too? You're incredible.
Is there nothing you won't stoop to?
Lucy, I just didn't want you to get hurt.
Yeah? Well, you failed. Because this hurts a lot.
Good morning.
Let me guess. It backfired on you.
It didn't backfire. It's a work in progress.
Why are you here?
Well, I couldn't locate Emmett Vale, but I did find his ex.
- She might be worth a visit. - Okay. I'll get dressed. Have some oatmeal.
- Did you make it? - Yeah.
You probably don't believe that.
No.
I believe it.
Chief. Chief, chief.
I see you used one of my shots for the armored-car story.
It would've been hard not to, seeing how you were the only photographer there.
That's true.
But lately, my work has been as good as some of the veteran shooters.
Some of the better-paid ones.
Now, is this little trip just for fun, or did you...
...have a particular destination in mind?
No. No, I just...
- I guess I just wanted a pat on the back. - Oh, well, okay.
Thanks.
That's good, baby. Thanks.
- What'll it be, handsome? - Mrs. Vale?
Who wants to know?
We're from the Daily Planet. We're trying to locate your ex-husband.
So am I. Try looking in a sewer.
- How are your hot dogs? - They're great.
May I have one, please? Mustard, no onions.
Your ex-husband might have something to do...
...with that robot that robbed the jewelry store.
Good, maybe I'll start getting my alimony. I can quit this stinking job.
Think he might have something to do with it?
Well, the jerk was obsessed with robots.
His big dream was to create a cyborg. What do you think?
A cyborg? A robot with a human brain?
Perfect playmate for Emmett.
Dumping him was the best thing I ever did.
The jerk couldn't do anything unless a mechanical device was involved.
And I mean anything.
Do you know if he set up a lab somewhere after he was laid off from LexCorp?
I doubt it. He's got no brains for finance.
His brother, Rollie, he was smart. He could do anything. I should've married him.
Do you know where Rollie is?
Last I heard he was trying to write for some science magazine. Future Plex, Future Wiz.
Future something.
Welcome to Easy Cash.
- Do you mind? - Not at all.
- Transaction canceled. - Where you going?
- We are just getting to know each other. - And why would I wanna know you?
Because, baby, very soon I am going to be the biggest thing that ever hit this town.
Oh, great.
Hey!
Hey. Gee, you think I need a Band-Aid?
Oh, darn, I forgot my card.
Thank you for using Easy Cash.
Hey, John, that's quite a hole in your hand. Almost matches the one in your head.
- Get in. - Not now, doc.
I got an old friend I wanna go see.
Wait a minute, John. That woman's gonna go to the cops. They'll be looking for you.
Who cares? The cops can't stop me.
"Give it a human brain," you said.
"Everything will be perfect with a human brain."
Rollie, you're giving me a headache.
Excuse me. Excuse me, Daily Planet.
Another robot?
Our witness decided to take a bite out of crime.
Did you get a description?
Better. We got a photo, the ATM security camera.
All I gotta do now is match a name to this face.
Johnny Corbin.
- Clark... - Do you know this guy?
We saw him a couple days ago. He seemed perfectly normal.
For a Neanderthal.
You just made my job easier. Thanks for the ID.
- I gotta find Lucy. - I'm gonna stay here, talk to the witness.
I got great shots. Ones that can add another zero to the end of my paycheck.
- Great. Show Lois. - Lois! Lois, wait for me.
- I thought I was helping you. - Helping me?
No, Angel, I think you were helping yourself.
I hear you got 10 grand for me...
...and I want half, or else I'm gonna snap your skinny little neck like a pencil.
Okay, John, whatever you say.
You should've kicked it the first time.
Oh, Angel...
...you know how I hate guns.
Nice catch.
You know, maybe you should consider a new career in the majors.
Then there'd be no one to clean up filth like you, Corbin.
Oh, you know my name.
I am impressed. Now let's see what you got.
Lois, look out!
What a wuss. And I hardly laid a hand on you.
I'll let you walk away if you beg.
My arm!
Look at what you did to my arm!
Get the message, pal?
There's only room for one Superman in this town.
Superman.
I called for an ambulance.
No! No! Jimmy, no pictures.
Do you need some help?
I'll... I'll be okay.
All I know is I got dizzy and weak when I got near him.
Yeah. It has to be kryptonite, Mom.
I just don't know if he's made of it or if he's carrying it.
I don't know what I'm gonna do, Mom.
Yeah, I will.
Okay, bye.
Baby! I kicked his butt. I hurt him good.
I, Johnny Corbin, am the greatest!
- Ain't I? - Oh, definitely the greatest.
A superhuman pugilist. A true icon to technology.
- You're done. - Hear that, doc?
I'm a pugilist and an icon.
What is that?
Listen, John.
Although you may be stronger than Superman...
...we are not.
You must destroy him.
- Why? - "Why?" You mini-brained metallic moron.
Because you've hurt him, and now he's going to come after us.
John, that wouldn't be a good thing for you...
...because if anything were to happen to us and you short-circuited...
You'd be nothing more than a 200-pound paperweight.
Don't mess with me, doc, because I am crazy enough to kill you both...
...and take my chances. - John, John.
Calm down. Rollie's just a little tense. He didn't take his medication today.
John, listen to me.
If we take out Superman, we become the most powerful crime force in Metropolis.
More powerful than Intergang.
Okay.
Call me when you find Mr. Not-Quite-Superman.
Good job, wimpy.
Hey, where you going?
I got somebody to see.
Don't worry, boys. I'll be back.
- And how do we find Superman, Emmett? - Oh, that's a no-brainer, Rollie.
We take somebody he's close to...
...and use them as bait.
Never thought I'd see the day when Superman would lose a fight.
What are you thinking?
Superman was hurt.
I don't know if he has anybody to turn to for help.
Guess I never really thought too much about that.
Superman's always seemed so invincible.
Jimmy, I think it's time we had a talk about the quality of your work.
Well, that's great, chief.
I can't tell you when I've been more disappointed.
You let a great opportunity just slip right through your fingers.
I don't understand.
Jimmy, you had a chance to shoot what every photojournalist dreams of:
A defining moment in history.
- My picture's on the front page. - Oh, yeah, I know that.
But according to eyewitnesses...
...this Metallo left Superman beaten.
Where are those photos?
Those images that show us that we're alone and vulnerable.
You don't have one shot...
...of the Man of Steel on his knees.
I ran out of film, chief.
That's not true, Perry. I told Jimmy not to take those pictures.
Why would you do that?
I guess...
...I didn't want the world to see Superman like that.
Jimmy, I will talk to you later.
Lois...
...I know you have personal feelings for Superman.
We all do.
But our job is to report the news exactly as it happens...
...and not shade it one way or another to suit our needs.
I know, Perry. I made a mistake. It won't happen again.
You know, a part of me says I should assign another reporter to this story.
But the smarter part...
...says I should let my top reporter prove to me why she's the best.
All right, go find me this metal head.
Hey, how you doing, tiger?
What's the matter with you? Walking kind of funny.
I didn't sleep real well last night. Lumpy mattress.
Any leads on Corbin yet?
Police are staking out his apartment, but they don't expect him to go back there.
- Lucy any help? - She's ducking me.
I left messages for her everywhere. She can be very pigheaded.
And, no, it does not run in the family.
- Do you want some aspirin? - Why?
- For your pain. - It doesn't do much for me.
Clark, have you talked to Superman?
Yeah. Briefly.
- He's fine, he's just nursing some bruises. - I don't know why he doesn't contact me.
Well...
...he's probably a little bit embarrassed.
Embarrassed?
Does he think because he couldn't defeat some robot, that changes the way I feel?
Clark, that's not what attracts me. It's his intelligence and caring.
He's... He has integrity and innate goodness. I mean, he's a lot like you.
Hey. I got an address for Rollie Vale.
Future Tech magazine says they're always sending rejected manuscripts back to him.
It's a P.O. Box.
Yeah, but I checked, and it's one of those private mailbox places.
- Maybe they have another address for him. - Jimmy, they're called private for a reason.
There must be some way we can get information.
- Johnny! - In the flesh. So to speak.
- Hi. - You like?
I like. But you didn't get that nice of clothes with just my tip money.
Well, obviously you haven't heard the news.
- Has my baby been locked up studying? - Yeah, all night. What?
What would you say if I told you that I hit the lottery?
Johnny!
What's wrong? You're ice-cold.
Oh, yeah. Yeah. But the docs say they can fix that.
I don't understand.
Here.
Feel.
- Oh, my... - Cool, huh? And check out this emblem.
The docs call it a Möbius strip. That means I am gonna live forever.
Don't be scared, babe.
The chassis changed, but I'm still Johnny.
- Only better. - Who did this to you?
Some eggheads. You know what the great part is?
Out of all the losers in the world, I got picked to be special.
Don't worry. We'll get through this together.
- We'll find someone who can fix you. - Fix me?
- Yeah. - Fix me?
There is nothing to fix. Haven't you been listening?
I am the man now. There ain't nobody more powerful than me.
I kicked Superman's butt yesterday. Where are you going?
- I need some time to think. - About what?
- You're hurting me. - I am giving you...
...the chance to be on top of the world with me.
Johnny, you're hurting me.
I don't need you anyway.
I can have all the chicks I want.
I'll see you around, babe.
Johnny.
Hello. I'm Inspector Lane, this is Inspector Kent.
We're with the Postal Inspection Service, Criminal Branch.
We've been tracking one of your customers who we believe is shipping contraband.
- We'd like to inspect his mailbox. - Typical government efficiency.
There's one of you here already.
Oh, so they sent you two to spy on me.
They thought I was gold-bricking, didn't they?
No. No. No, not at all. We probably have the wrong address.
You wanna know what I've been doing, don't you?
Well, for your information, I've been smelling every package in the place.
Forty-seven so far. My nose is sore. Okay?
- Why are you smelling packages? - Why?
Because you people never sent me the drug-sniffing dog you promised me.
Let me tell you, there's some awful-smelling stuff people put in the mail.
Twenty years on the job...
...and this is the thanks I get.
- And they wonder why I joined the NRA. - Well...
...l'm sure that you're doing a very good job, really.
And I'm sorry about your nose.
Excuse me, inspector, can I see you outside for a minute, please?
- Keep up the good work. - Oh, stick a stamp on it.
I found Vale's box.
The only thing in it was a bill from Wind-up Toy Weekly...
...and then an envelope with an address, a return address...
...from a place called Infinity Laboratories... - Clark!
Nice seeing you again, Lois.
Sorry about roughing up your pal here, but this is business.
Let him go. The police are on to you already.
Like I'm really worried.
Listen, you tell Superman to be in Kirby Park by 4:00 today...
...or I'm gonna turn his pal Kent here into dog food.
All right, no matter what the outcome...
...this is the biggest page-one lead we had all year.
And I wanna make sure all my bases are covered.
Langdon, I want you and Taylor to cover police headquarters.
- Yes, chief. On it. - Robertson...
Lois?
Did you hear from Superman?
The whole city's looking for him.
- All right, Robertson, cover city hall. - Got it, chief.
Find out what the mayor intends to do if Superman doesn't show.
He'll show, Perry.
He has to.
Lois, I'm worried about Clark too.
And I want Superman to show up just as much as you do.
But if he doesn't, we still got a newspaper to get out.
Lois?
Lucy.
Where have you been? Johnny kidnapped Clark. Where did he take him?
- What? I don't know. When? - About an hour ago.
You know, your boyfriend Johnny is not just a criminal.
I know. He's not real. I know.
Oh, Lucy.
- Lois. - I'm sorry.
- I am too.
You were right, Lois.
I can't believe my intuition about men can be so far off.
Yeah, well, it's sort of a family trait.
At least Lex Luthor was human.
Johnny...
I saw his chest. It was a piece of metal.
It was hideous.
I mean, they even branded him with a symbol.
- What kind of symbol? - He called it a Möbius strip.
A Möbius.
Doesn't that look like the symbol for infinity?
Yeah. Why?
Cindy, get me the address for Infinity Laboratories.
- Jimmy, get your camera. - On my way, Lois.
You don't look so good, doc.
That's the drawback of having a human body.
What'll you do if Superman doesn't show up?
Oh, you don't wanna know.
John, unbutton your shirt. I wanna check out the kryptonite.
Keeps on going.
So am I ready to rock 'n' roll, doc?
The only thing that's gonna rock or roll around here is Superman.
Who's that?
Lucy.
What are you doing here?
I had to talk to you.
I couldn't let things stay the way we left them.
How did you find this place?
I followed Johnny after I saw him this morning.
There's a lot of things we need to talk about.
John, we really don't have time for this tender tête-à-tête.
No. No, doc. I am going to make time.
All right, John. You do whatever you like.
Let's not upset the monster.
C.K.
Hey.
What are we gonna do? We can't just let that girl leave.
You wanna tell that cyborgenic moron his girlfriend is trouble, be my guest.
- Come on, faster. - These things are tight.
- Try yanking on it. Maybe it'll snap. - I'm not exactly Stallone.
- Who? - Just pull on it.
Come on, let's go.
It all came down to one thing: Did I want you in my life or not?
And the answer was yes.
And this doesn't matter?
No.
Oh, baby.
I think I'm gonna be sick.
Emmett. Kent's gone.
Stay here. Jimmy, call the police. I'm gonna go find Lucy.
John. John, she lied. Kent's gone.
- She's a diversion. - What?
- You betrayed me? - Kill her.
Let her go, Corbin.
- It's me you want. - Oh, you got that straight, pretty boy.
I hope you don't think I'm antisocial, but I'll keep my distance.
It's over, Corbin.
Get him!
Get him! Get him!
He can't get him, Emmett, because you didn't give him...
...the ability to leap, like I told you. - Shut up!
You know, there's a major flaw in creating a man with a metal body.
Metal melts.
No!
Oh, no!
Lucy!
Oh, no!
Help me, doc.
Let me just take a look at your power source.
What are you doing, doc?
Get in the car.
Didn't your mother teach you to put toys away when you're done playing?
- Lucy, are you okay? - Yeah.
Johnny.
Oh, my God.
- I... - Oh, my God, Johnny.
I...
- Jimmy, no. - I...
Go ahead.
I...
Yeah.
Well, I don't think you'll go wrong with the work.
- How you feeling? - Okay.
But I'd feel a lot better if Rollie Vale wasn't still out there.
Lois...
...you saved my life yesterday.
I just want you to know that I'll never forget that.
Clark! What the heck are you doing here? I thought I told you to take some time off.
I know, chief, but I guess this place is kind of habit-forming.
You're starting to remind me of somebody else.
Hey, chief. Chief, I see you ran my photo.
- Guess you liked my work yesterday, huh? - Yeah, I liked it a lot.
Well, in light of that good work, I was thinking that...
Well, I was thinking that maybe I deserve a raise.
Sir.
Jimmy, I...
I think you're long overdue for a raise.
- You do? - Yeah.
Well, why haven't I gotten one, then?
You never asked for one.
I'm sorry. I guess I didn't realize how late it was.
Well, it's not late. I was just taking an early bath.
I wanted to apologize for having left so abruptly the other day.
You don't have to apologize.
I mean, I guess I was a little worried.
Actually, I was very worried about you.
- Lois... - You know, I thought for a while there...
...that I might never see you again.
I'm...
I'm sorry you had to go through that.
Lois, I want you to know that I think that what you did for Clark...
...showed incredible bravery.
It was nothing.
Was it?
I guess not.
I guess there isn't anything I wouldn't do for him.
I think you two are very lucky to have each other.
Good night, Lois.
Hi, this is Clark. I'm not home right now, so leave a message after the beep...
... and I will call you as soon as I can.
Thanks.