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And I understand that this is one of the best facilities for treating memory loss.
Lois's memory could pop back in tomorrow, or it could be lost forever.
Here I am in the prime of my life and I'm this blank slate.
What if I never come out of this?
Why do you keep coming to see me?
I'm gonna try and get inside your mind and find the seed of your memory.
T ogether, we'll try to make that seed blossom.
But it'll require absolute trust and honesty on your part.
Dr. Deter is taking special care of me.
If she contacts you, don't try to reason with or talk to her.
-I think I'm in love. -I know you're in love.
Well, don't tell him. I haven't said anything yet.
-Him? -Dr. Maxwell Deter.
"Hold for Museum of Crime"?
I think not, psycho nutbag poseur.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel. It's just a very long tunnel.
Mr. Kent needs to relax.
You think he'd want me to prescribe something?
No. He understands this is gonna take some time...
...but you can appreciate his anxiety.
The woman he loves says she's in love with you.
Superman, do you know what transference is?
Y eah. When a patient's emergent feelings fixate upon the psychiatrist.
Very good. You've had some therapy, I take it.
Anyway, what we have here is a classic case of transference.
Added to which, amnesiac patients are particularly vulnerable...
-...to seeing their doctors as saviors. -Understood.
But add to that the fact that, since she left the hospital...
... Clark's only seen her a total of 60 minutes.
Because right now, my method requires limited visitation.
Superman, I can't help but feel a little like Lex Luthor here.
What is it you suspect me of exactly?
Look, Lois means everything to Clark.
Everything. Do you understand that?
Of course I do. And I know how hard this is.
But everything's gonna work out in the end. T rust me.
-Y es, Miss Hansen? -Lois Lane is here to see you, Dr. Deter.
-What's the trouble? -No trouble at all.
Superman was just expressing his concern over your well-being...
...and I assured him that everything was going fine.
Lois, how are you?
Ready to start work at the Planet again.
There's still a lot I don't remember, but the important stuff's there, I think.
-Good. -Thanks to Max.
He's sort of been my own private superhero.
Saving my life, one memory at a time.
Glad to hear it.
Hello?
Who's there?
Hello?
Is there anything that I can--?
I mean, is there anything that you want me to tell Clark?
Or any of your other friends?
T ell them not to worry. I' m in good hands.
Help! Help!
I've gotta go.
Now, that seems familiar.
Lois, there's something that we need to discuss.
What would that be?
Your feelings for me.
What's the trouble?
I think it's a bomb.
My feelings for you, are they wrong?
There is no wrong or right, Lois.
There's only need.
You know it's okay for us to have feelings?
-Yes. -But it's best if we keep them private.
What happens between us, professional or personal...
...is between us, okay?
Okay.
-What? -Nothing.
It's just, the way I feel about you, I wanna tell people. I wanna--
I know. I know.
All in good time.
-Now, shouldn't you be getting to work? -I guess.
-Nervous? -Very.
Well, it's totally normal, totally okay.
I could come by and check on you.
Would you--? Would you like that?
Hey, Doc. How you doing?
Oh, am I early? Is this the right day?
-I didn't screw up again, did l? -No. No, Mr. Smith.
Lois Lane, Mr. Smith.
-A patient of mine. -I know you.
You're a reporter for the Daily Planet. I read your stories.
You don't always get facts right, but that's not your fault.
Not with people crawling over you on their way to fame and glory.
Nice to meet you.
Oh, yeah. Nice to meet you.
-I'll see you later? -All right.
So come on in.
So I've decided to take your advice and go for it.
Yeah. I'm gonna prove to my mother that I am not a weak, spineless runt. No, sir.
I'm gonna give her a gift that is gonna make the world stand up and take notice.
Well, that sounds very exciting.
Oh, we're way past exciting.
Deep into mind-numbing.
Clark, you're gonna have to put that thing away.
I can't do this, chief. I can't.
You're just gonna have to ride it out, son.
I know it's hard.
We're gonna be working side-by-side together.
I don't even know how to talk to her.
I see her struggling and I'm supposed to just stand there?
I'm not used to being this helpless, chief.
-You sure you're telling the whole story? -What do you mean?
Well, sounds like to me that you're not a big fan of this Dr. Deter's.
I just don't trust that guy.
Yeah. Well, I trust him.
So why don't you just trust my judgment.
I've been around long enough to know...
...the difference between snake oil and shinola.
And I know Dr. Deter is selling the real deal.
Here you go. Every story you ever did, B.C.K. and W.C.K.
-B.C.K.? -Before Clark Kent.
-And "With Clark Kent. " -Yeah.
-We were a good team? -You were the best.
Look in the conference room, you'll see the awards to prove it.
Thanks, Jimmy. It is Jimmy, right?
-Yeah. -Jimmy Carter?
No. Jimmy Olsen.
Sorry. Bad reception. I think I still got some wires crossed.
Yesterday I could've sworn that sometime in the last year I was abducted by aliens.
I wasn't, was l?
No, no. It was a billionaire computer geek bent on ruling the world.
The story's in there.
So, what do we got on the police evidence warehouse?
Well, Bad Brain's lockup was definitely the target.
Everything he ever built was destroyed.
Well, that's no great loss.
Yeah, but who'd wanna blow all that up?
Suppose we go find out.
Lois, honey, you already got an assignment.
Thanks, Perry, but I have a feeling dog shows were never my style.
I wanna work on this Bad Brain thing with Clark.
Maybe two old partners can jog some memories, ring a few bells.
-Sounds like a great idea, but-- -It's not what the doctor ordered.
-I can handle it. -You think you can handle it.
-Maybe she can. -She can't.
I've known Lois a long time.
I've known her as long as she can remember.
-I'm her partner. -I'm her doctor.
Max, I understand. You're just trying to keep me from getting in trouble.
-Exactly. -So come with us.
-Hold on. -We can start at the evidence warehouse.
-Lois-- -It's just one day.
Clark and I work on the story, you work on my memory.
Well?
-Excuse me. Pardon me. -So we put Bad Brain in jail.
-Right. -But this crazy couple broke him out...
...killed him and used his death machine to kidnap me...
...and hold me prisoner to lure Superman to their museum...
...where they were gonna keep us trapped for all time?
-You remember that? -A little.
But I can't figure out where the chariot race fits in.
-The what? -The chariot race.
Some guy with spikes in his spokes was tearing up the other guy's wheels.
That was a Charlton Heston movie.
-Ten Commandments. -Ben-Hur.
-Who Hur? -Ben.
-No, Ten. -Ben?
-Hur. -Her what?
-Commandments. -Her Commandments?
See what you've done? You've confused her.
No. Look. Ben-Hur was the chariot race. Ten Commandments was the Red Sea.
And neither one actually happened to you.
But Soylent Green is people, right?
-Excuse me. -Pardon me.
Mom, face facts.
Your son Rufus never built a thing in his life.
Except a reputation for murder...
... which isn 't so hard when all you wanna do is kill.
That's not a far-fetched social skill...
... when green teeth, BO, and a hankering for cockroaches...
... Ieaves everyone around you running for the exits.
The point is, Mom, every one of his demonic devices were mine.
I built them and he swiped them.
Speed bump.
So those were all just movies.
Even the one where the apes are chasing him through the cornfields?
But Charlton Heston was president.
You see what this is doing to her?
Actually, she's right. In an alternate reality.
You know, Clark, maybe you could use a little couch time.
Sure, your favorite, Rufus, gave you trinkets.
But did he ever give you anything from the heart?
I mean his heart. That TV newsman 's pacemaker, that doesn 't count.
But the Vibro- Whammy, it's from my heart.
It's not up to full power yet, but a few quick trips for power boosters...
...and add-ons, and the world is gonna be a different place.
Yes, sir.
Hey, bud, off limits.
I'm sorry. You haven 't had the pleasure yet of meeting my Vibro- Whammy.
- Your what? -Allow me.
Lois!
Lois?
Lois? Lois, can you hear me?
Lois? Lois? Lois?
Lois, can you hear me?
Don't go anywhere.
Okay.
What this does, Mom, is make everyone dim.
It powers down their psychometric inhibitors.
You can make anyone do anything you want.
Suggest anything and they'll fall all over themselves to make you happy.
Now, the helmet, it blocks the wave. It blanks it out so you aren't affected.
Kooky, huh?
Well, that should just about do it for this trip.
Hey!
Hey, you!
Let's get him!
She's all mine now, Rufus.
All mine.
Nobody here to kick me down the stairs anymore.
No one to take credit for my inventions.
Nobody to steal my thunder just because you're taller, stronger...
...and you can trim your toenails with your teeth.
Herkimer!
Don't come down, it's not ready yet.
I wouldn't come down there if you paid me. It stinks.
Now what the heck happened to my Mixmaster?
I needed a switch.
I need a carrot cake for my taxidermy potluck party and now I can't make one!
I'll fix it.
Nobody shows me any respect.
Not you, not the butcher, not those gnomes at the Fancy-Mart. Nobody!
Always taking advantage and ruining my day.
-Everybody except me is an idiot. -Everybody?
Everybody. I know what l' m talking about.
-But nobody listens to little old ladies. -I listen.
Because if you didn't...
...I'd wait until you were asleep and pour hot water in your ear.
Again.
No dizziness when the wave hit?
-Confusion? -No.
You didn't find yourself prone to suggestion?
Waking up listening to a love song on the radio...
...Iips and arms wrapped around a lab chimp?
Or something?
-Who are you again? -Dr. Klein, Superman's friend.
At the same time the wave went off, the hydroelectric plant was robbed.
-What was taken? -Power amplifiers.
And Superman found this at the scene of the crime.
This kind of advanced technology in the service of evil...
... hasn't been seen since Bad Brain Johnson.
-Somebody copying his handiwork? -Exactly.
Did you find Deter?
Caught him on his cell phone, on the way to T ahiti.
Don't ask me.
Dr. Klein, what could've caused all this?
A powerful electromagnetic field.
It numbs the brain, short-circuits free will...
...and it transformed half this city into highly suggestible zombies.
Except me. I just remembered things. Fragments.
Clark, was I prone to life-and-death jeopardy?
You remember that? Remember anything else?
Anything specific? I don't wanna push you.
No, everything else is just a jumbled mess.
Okay, people. What do we got?
-A connection to Bad Brain Johnson. -We may have a copycat.
And if this person has the power amplifiers...
...the entire city could be affected next time.
We should check out Bad Brain's past.
That's a very good angle.
Got a place to start?
Everybody has a mother.
Good idea.
What?
Could I get you a scone?
Oh, no, thank you, this is just fine.
Rufus favored those cheap chocolate logs with the lard-filled centers.
Ate them by the ton.
You wouldn't want a lard-filled log, would you?
No, thank you, Mrs. Johnson.
Good, because I don't keep them in my pantry now that he's gone.
Break my heart to see them in there.
You know, Mother's Day is coming up.
He always sent me the most unusual gifts.
Meat, mostly.
I'm telling you, it was the sweetest-tasting stuff...
...I ever put next to my mashed potatoes.
Tasted like chicken, only better.
We really just wanna ask you some questions about Bad--
About Rufus.
Rufus always said your names like it was one word:
"Lois-Lane-Clark-Kent. "
Like you were some joined-at-the-hip singular burr in his britches.
Didn't I hear that you two were supposed to be getting--?
Mrs. Johnson, if we could just stay on track.
Right, and the track is that we ask questions...
...and listen to the whole answer.
-That's investigating. -Do we have a problem?
I don't know, Deter. Do we?
Mrs. Johnson, back to your son.
Go ahead, ask your questions.
I don't have many visitors and I certainly don't go out much anymore.
I can't stand waiting in line...
...and usually what you're waiting for isn't worth the wait.
Haven't you noticed that?
We have reason to believe that Rufus may be connected...
...to the electromagnetic surge that happened today.
How could Rufus be, since he's dead?
We were looking for somebody in his past that might've known him...
-...befriended him and then been-- -Discarded.
Rufus didn't have any friends.
Not a single little pal.
He didn't have the time for all that.
He was just too busy...
...creating.
He loved the classics.
-Yes, I can see that. -Who's the boy?
Him? Doesn't matter.
Rufus was the smart one.
Well, that was pointless. Long but pointless.
Well, we learned one thing. A mother's love knows no bounds.
-Where to next? -I have a thought on that.
Oh, joy.
Murderers.
Mother, who was at the door?
The people who got your brother killed.
You wanna give me a nice Mother's Day gift?
Send Lois Lane and Clark Kent to the boneyard...
...compliments of Bad Brain Johnson.
Oh, I forget.
You're the weak one.
Never mind.
Lois, I want you to come with me.
Clark can drive your car back to the Planet.
This little field test is over.
Max, I'm fine.
No, you're not. But you will be if you listen to me.
Okay, that's it. Deter, back it up.
Clark, I'm not gonna keep having this conversation.
No, you're right, because this conversation is over.
-I want Lois to see another doctor. -What?
-I want a second opinion. -You want?
-I'm sorry, do you own this woman? -No. Neither do you.
Excuse me. This woman would like to speak.
What is going on with you two?
Clark?
Max?
-Dr. Deter. -It's not gonna work, Doc.
She's gonna hate it. She hates me.
Everything I've worked for is going right down the toilet.
She's never gonna love me, not ever.
-I need to see you. -Mr. Smith, that's impossible.
I'm coming there right now.
If you don't talk to me, things are gonna get really bad.
I mean really bad.
All right. I'm on my way.
I have to go. Emergency.
-Let me take you home. -Max, we're in the middle of a story.
I can't just leave.
Well, all right. I'll see you both back at the Planet in an hour.
And, Lois, all I ask is that you honor the work that we've done...
...and make no rash decisions until we've spoken.
"Honor the work we've done"? He actually talks like that?
Okay, out with it.
I just-- I don't like him very much.
No, there's something else.
Fine. I don't like the way he treats you.
No, Clark, there's more. I know it. I can feel it.
Everywhere I go, people look at me and are whispering.
They suddenly stop talking when I walk over.
Do you know how crazy this is making me?
I don't know enough about this. I don't know the right thing to do.
Well, just tell me.
There's something with us, isn't there?
Yes.
Something big?
-You could say that. -Well, what?
Why don't you have some chocolate.
You calm down when you have chocolate.
Whatever it is, it can't be worse than what I'm imagining. Am I dying?
Did I kill somebody? Tell me.
-I can't! -You will!
-I love you. -You what?
I love you.
Do I love you?
Yeah.
We were gonna get married. And then--
-No. -Lois....
-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. -How could I love you?
I don't even know you.
-Clark said that he loved me. -He did?
And that I loved him. And then he kissed me.
-He kissed you? -And I felt something.
I felt something way more than partners. What does Clark mean to me?
-We can't discuss this. -I wish everybody would quit saying that.
-You have to discover the truth. -I don't wanna discover anything.
I just want this all to be over.
It's like-- It's like I'm fine and the whole world is crazy.
Well, there is a way to show you the truth.
But you have to trust me.
Not just with your mind, but with your heart.
Well, you know that I do.
All right, then.
Deeper. Down you go.
Everything's calm. Everything's quiet.
There's no confusion here.
-How do you feel? -All right.
You're almost there. Just keep drifting. You're almost there.
-What's that? -Everything's all right.
Just stay right where you are. I'll be right back.
She hates me. She's always gonna hate me.
-Mr. Smith, I can't see you now. -What's she doing here?
I called you. This is my appointment.
I know, but can you just give me five minutes?
Absolutely not. I don't know what to do. T ell me what I'm supposed to do.
-What do you wanna do? -Blow up the Earth.
What's your second choice?
-Make my mother love me. -We can't make anybody do anything.
We can only present opportunities that people choose to acknowledge or not.
I got a huge opportunity for her.
Then give her your love. With love, anything is possible.
-You think so? You really think so? -I know so.
If I've learned anything about love, it's about saying:
"Be brave, you can do it. " Good luck. Okay? Gotta go.
All right. Now, where were we?
-That man. -Forget him and listen to me.
I want you to find yourself...
...in a calm and quiet place, hearing only the sound of my voice.
Hey, thanks again, Doc.
Couldn't do this without you.
Lois, listen to me.
Breathe deeply.
That's good.
Now I want you to listen very carefully.
These memories, your thoughts of Clark, this story you're working on...
...it means nothing.
Nothing, Lois.
-Nothing. -Forget all of it.
You know only one truth now:
You love only me.
Only you.
You're done with the Daily Planet.
It's time to move on.
Time to move on.
Time for a new life...
...with me.
Because I love you, Lois.
I love you.
-You told her everything? -Everything.
I can't believe this guy. Who does Dr. Deter think he is anyway?
All right, look. Let's just calm down here for a minute.
-You really think he's got a thing for her? -Hey, come on, now. That's ridiculous.
Judas priest, he's her doctor.
Chief, you didn't see the way he was touching her.
Now, Clark, there is such a thing as bedside manner.
This guy's bedside manner includes breakfast in the morning.
Zip it, Jimmy.
Now, Clark, listen to me.
We all knew this was gonna be hard.
Now, with the cat out of the bag, it might even be harder.
I mean, who knows what she's thinking.
Now, with any luck, Dr. Deter's gonna help her put some pieces together...
...but in the meantime, you've got to take it easy.
Now, do you think you can do that?
I don't know.
Look, just take your cue from the master of cool here, huh?
Slow and easy.
Perry, Jimmy, Clark...
-...I quit. -You what?
I need to get away so that I can totally recover.
-We're leaving the country. -No. No, you can't.
We're going to the south of France.
Max has a home there. He thinks that one-on-one therapy--
What are you doing with her, you little brainsucker?!
-Lois, listen to me. -No. I know what's best for me.
-Hey, what's the deal here? -Chief, calm down.
No, the gates are up and this calamity train is gonna stop now!
-Breathe or something. -Lois, I can't let you go. Not this time.
Clark, you have no choice in the matter.
Deter, trust me on this.
You have no idea who you're talking to.
Well, thanks to Dr. Deter, my professional family therapist...
...I'm going to be the son you deserve.
Just a few more additions, Mom, and the world is your oyster.
Taxi!
-Let her go. -Chief!
Stop.
I'd like your ice cream cone.
Wait. Hop on one leg.
Max?
I'm here, Lois. I'm here.
I'm here.
-I remember. -What?
Superman. Saving me a lot.
That's great. Anything else?
Him kissing me.
Is he in love with me too?
Well, it's kind of complicated.
All right, everybody, snap to. We've had another one.
Hit the phones, find out what went down.
And you...
...you get the hell out of my newsroom.
-Superman! Help! -I gotta go.
You're always leaving.
And I always come back.
Jimmy.
Don't let her out of your sight.
Right. No problem.
Him? Doesn 't matter. Rufus, he was the smart one.
It's him.
-Mr. Smith. -Mr. Smith?
Your patient. He's the boy in the electric chair.
She knows who he is. She knows where he is.
Lois, wait!
Lois?
Superman, there's a chemical fire on the waterfront.
-An explosion on the loading dock. -Thanks.
Here it is, Mom.
The answer to your prayers.
It's ready for action.
And it's all yours.
Oh, now...
...with this little helmet you'll be totally unaffected...
...while all those sniveling idiots around you battle...
...to be first in line to do your bidding.
-Who are you talking to? -Mother!
Mother, come on down here. I've got a big surprise.
I'm not coming down there. Not in that dank pit.
No, no, really.
It's gonna make your life so much easier.
Some lamebrain waste of my time.
No, Mom, I've documented the whole thing.
It's for you, Mom. Mom.
That's his bike.
He's here.
I can't believe one of my patients is actually involved in something like this.
Mom, give me a chance.
What is with that tuxedo?
You look like a dead bandleader.
Rufus never gave you anything, nothing that ever helped you.
He made me proud.
I can make you proud.
Mostly, you make me...
...sick.
That's gotta be it.
-Oh, no. -What?
You were right. This is my fault. I told him to do this.
-What do you mean? -He had an acute case of TSS.
-TSS? -Tommy Smothers Syndrome.
Feelings of inadequacy with regards to his mother.
He was the younger son. He felt he couldn't compare with--
Bad Brain Johnson, his older brother.
Once we've got him locked up, we can use this machine to get my memory back.
No. It's too dangerous.
Max. Max, what are you doing?
What is that?
You love only me. You love only me. You love only me.
We' re going to the South of France.
South of France. South of France.
What the...?
Go to France?
Doc?
What are these people doing in my basement?
-And what is that monstrosity? -lgnore them, Mother.
They' re party crashers. Here.
Put this on. When I flip this switch, you're gonna love it.
-No! Herkimer! -Don't!
Stay back, or I will. Put it on.
Mrs. Johnson, your son is severely disturbed.
Tell me something I don't know.
What's this thing gonna do, fry their brains out?
-No, Mom. -Turn their bones into jelly?
-No, Mom. -Well, is it gonna kill them or not?
No.
It's gonna make the world a better place for you.
You want the world to be a better place? Leave it!
Should've done this a long time ago.
Allowed Rufus to rest in peace.
Something you never did.
Writing that trash. Hounding him.
What have you got to say about that?
Help?
Help!
Help! Superman!
No, Mom, no.
I made it for you, Mom.
Then maybe, just once, you'd tell me you loved me.
Mother, I want you to do one thing for me.
Anything, son.
I want you to tell me you love me.
Say it, before this blows and kills us all.
You've got a lot of explaining to do, to the police.
-Clark? -No, Lois. It's Superman.
No, Clark, I know.
-Are--? Are you--? -Hold that thought.
Doctor...
...I think our time is just about up.
I'm back.
Do you really remember everything?
I remember my life before you...
...when being alone was what I thought I wanted.
And I remember my life after you...
...when I learned loving you was what I really wanted.
Oh, Clark, I can't believe I almost lost you.
And do you remember this?
I do.
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