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Honey? You okay?
Who...?
- Who are you? - What?
Where am I?
Oh, no. No, no, no.
- No, no. No! - I'm just kidding. Lighten up.
That's not funny. Honey, that is not funny.
No, that was funny. Those are not funny.
Clark, I know you better than I know anyone.
I will never understand your fascination with those things.
One look at them and I want to be chemically hosed.
Keep a sense of humor.
What a kick the kids will get out of these.
I'm just not sure we should be bringing all this on.
What do you mean?
Well, I don't know, Clark.
Maybe we're cursed or something.
Maybe the gods like us to get happy, comfortable...
...enjoy a little peace and quiet, and then:
Takedown, grapple and pin. Happiness loses.
I don't think we should joke about this.
And the more I think about it, we really shouldn't be advertising.
Honey.
We are getting married...
...because our being together is bigger than anything that has ever been.
It's destiny.
Oh, Clark.
And besides, it's not like...
...the Wedding Destroyer broke out of the asylum.
The Wedding Destroyer? What made you think of her?
Just flipping through that article we wrote on her.
- Remember? - Myrtle Beech.
She hated us.
So I guess we look on the bright side?
At least the Wedding Destroyer isn't coming after us.
Think about it, you can see the reason these are popular.
Oh, come on. Next you're gonna be defending bigtime wrestling.
Because something is popular, doesn't mean it has value.
There is some truth here. Maybe "truth" is too strong a word.
They have no right. It's our life.
We declined to comment. That should've been the end.
If that was the end we'd be out of jobs.
You're not comparing what they do to what we do?
I like to think what we do has a higher purpose.
How does it feel to the people we go after?
Good morning. What can I do to make your day better?
A lot of chocolate, a little caffeine and no fat.
Same here, but double the caffeine and triple the fat.
How are the wedding plans?
- Pardon? - The wedding plans.
You seem a little nervous. But don't worry about it.
To be nervous is okay. It's just fine.
I don't mean to be rude, but I have a little rule about talking to strangers.
I'm no stranger, Lois.
- Who are you? - I'm Mike.
- Hey, I know you. - You know, you worry too much, Clark.
About Lois. About everybody.
You're doing just fine.
But you two really ought to get on your way.
Yes, we should.
Yeah, we're gonna be late.
You know, I didn't notice what a beautiful day it is today.
Lois, Clark.
- Like my article? - Hello, Nunk.
- What's this? Reassessing my work? - Just looking for a birdcage.
Birdcage, that's good. Glad I had the recorder running.
- Anything else to say for the record? - Yes. For the record...
...you should get to Harvard. That's a college in Boston.
Turn yourseIf over to the science lab as a scientific breakthrough:
The newly discovered, one-of-a-kind, lowest form of life in the known universe.
Clark, anything to add?
- Yeah. Tell him to quit taking pictures. - Or?
- Don't go there. - You wanna stop taking pictures?
- Nope. - Okay.
Just trying to tell you for your own good. Supposed to be solar flares today.
Those things have been known to ruin entire rolls of film.
- Fascinating. - Okay.
Oh, that's good. Right in the camera.
I have a funny feeling those pictures aren't gonna turn out.
Speaking of funny feelings, you two heard about Myrtle Beech?
The Wedding Destroyer?
- She's out. - What?
You guys put her away, didn't you?
Since your wedding's coming right up, you sure you got nothing to say?
- We have nothing to say. - Listen, I feel for you.
I mean, you just can't get a break.
Lois' amnesia, living with Lex.
Man, that must have burned a little, huh, Clark?
Lois all whacked and shacked with her old fiancé?
Of course, you had that lizard-eating clone to do the frug with.
Listen. Let's get something straight.
Clones eat frogs. Not lizards. Frogs.
Any idiot knows that.
Myrtle.
- What's up, doc? - I can't believe it.
You're out. You really did it.
Now, doc, how in the world can't you believe it?
If it hadn't been for all that nitro you slipped me...
...in those little nail-polish bottles...
...I don't know what I'd have done.
But now I am out.
Breathing sweet, clean air again.
And I know exactly what I'm gonna do.
I think we should retire to my private chamber.
The police have already been here.
Police.
Tax-sucking, rubber-shoed dummies with pensions.
Myrtle, I've really missed you.
So, Myrtle...
...tell me your plans.
Voyle, you know what my plans are.
Do they involve a certain pair of reporters...
...who've brought you nothing but misery?
They just might.
And as they prepare to marry...
...and look forward to a life of great joy and happiness...
...will you be destroying all that?
I just might.
And will I be there to record it all...
...in the name of science?
Well, we'll just have to see if you're a good boy.
Oh, Myrtle.
Tell me everything.
Well, then:
Lois and Clark...
...and how I will destroy their wedding.
All right, from now on this is a red-alert wedding.
All information is to be centralized, modularized and on a need-to-know basis.
Shower: Canceled.
Rehearsal: Canceled.
Out-of-town brunch, rehearsal dinner: Canceled.
Reception: To be determined.
- Yes, Jimmy? - Can I still bring a date?
Lois, there's a good chance we're overreacting.
- Lois Lane? - Yeah?
Sign here, please.
- Thank you. - "T.W.D. "
The Wedding Destroyer?
Now, hold on, I'm gonna get the bomb squad in here double-quick.
You know, you took an awful chance doing that.
It didn't look like a bomb to me, chief.
Fine. She's gonna go after my wedding, we're gonna go after her.
Jimmy, pull up every nanobyte we have on Myrtle.
- You got it. - Can you reassign our stories...
...so we can concentrate on this psycho? - Already done.
I appreciate your seeing me on such short notice.
Well, when Dr. Grumman passed on your message...
...I was understandably intrigued.
You see, I'm a great admirer of your work, Mr. Nunk.
It passed many a long evening in the hospital.
Especially that recent series on those two reporters.
Yeah, well, I bet you're kind of interested in them now, huh?
Whatever makes you say that?
Pop the cork here, Myrtle. I'm holding information you'd like to have.
I got a blanket of spies on them: janitors, coffee guys, staff on the Planet.
More snitches than a Watergate reunion.
And you know everything about that wedding's gonna change.
You need my info to keep up.
And in exchange for this generous gesture, you would get...?
To be right there when you hit, Johnny-on-the-spot...
...plus an exclusive interview with you after.
You realize, Mr. Nunk, that this is no game?
Lois and Clark humiliated me.
Took my freedom and sullied my good name.
I am not planning a prank.
I am planning revenge of operatic proportions.
Cool.
So you were gonna be one of Myrtle's bridesmaids?
- Yes. - What was she like...
...before?
Sweet.
Such a romantic.
She was dying to be loved. She was an orphan, you know.
Oh, yeah, her parents died when she was 5.
Inherited a $200-million fortune when she turned 18.
That's when she met Roger, an attorney who handled her estate.
The day they were to get married he died in a crash on the way to the church.
What sort of unusual behavior did you first notice in her after?
Well, she started making scenes at other people's weddings.
Friends of ours.
Pretty soon she wasn't invited to anything anymore.
I started hearing stories about how fixated she was.
That she couldn't be married and happy, then no one could.
Someone told me she let rats loose at some poor girl's wedding.
The first we heard, she phoned in a bomb threat to a church.
Then she poisoned a wedding cake.
Then sunk a boat full of people going to a reception.
She never actually killed anyone, though.
Did she?
- Emily? - Be right there.
Emily, Myrtle is very, very dangerous.
Now she's coming after Clark and me. Do you have any way to reach her?
Or maybe you could tell us something about the fiancé.
He was...
...a man.
According to other friends of hers...
...Myrtle said that he was the one perfect person that she ever knew.
Was he?
I don't know.
I don't think there are any perfect people.
- I think he wanted to love Myrtle. - Are you saying that he didn't?
I'm saying that she didn't really know him.
- Maybe you could tell us a little more... - Look, I don't wanna get too involved.
Myrtle scares me.
I don't wanna have anything to do with her.
I'm sorry.
- Hello? - Clark?
- Hi, Mom. - Just calling to tell you not to bother...
...to meet us at the airport tonight. - What's wrong?
Oh, someone canceled our tickets.
Here. Here, Jonathan, and watch your back.
Right. Yeah, hi, Clark.
Someone phoned in pretending they were us.
All right. Don't you guys worry. I'll make sure you get here.
Okay. Thanks, son.
- Myrtle? - Myrtle.
You should call your folks. Tell them they'll be coming Superman exp...
- You getting all this? - What?
- This is beautiful. Getting every word. - Nunk.
Jump in.
Hey. Close the door!
Hey! Hey! Okay, hold the phone, muscle boy.
You happen to know what the First Amendment says?
"Congress shall make no law respecting establishment of religion...
...or prohibiting free exercise thereof, abridging freedom of speech or press. "
What about "I got the right to do what I want because I'm a reporter"?
We can all be thankful that amendment has not been written yet, Mr. Nunk.
Hey, you can't just take my camera, my film.
Normally you'd be right, but I had an idea. Lois, tell me if I'm reaching here.
I believe the lunatic the Wedding Destroyer threatened you?
That's right.
I wonder if someone's been slipping her information.
Someone who has eyes everywhere.
Who'd do anything for a story, no matter how many were endangered.
I wouldn't say you're reaching at all, Superman.
- I think you might be on to something. - Good, that's a very good theory.
Now let me show you a little theory. It's called speed-dialing my lawyer.
- Superman, I've got an idea. - Hey, honey.
- Get Tom. - Grab him, rough him up.
Tom? Leo.
I'm having a little problem with Superman.
Superman, hold it. It's okay.
Yeah. I'm currently being, I believe the word is "hoisted. "
Superman, let him go.
I'm as mad as you are but this isn't the way.
Well, gee, Lois, if you say so.
I'm sorry, Mr. Nunk.
But Superman is a very good friend of ours.
And, well, if he thought that you were helping Myrtle in any way...
...the phrase "God help you" would take on new meaning.
- Because only God could. - Leo? Leo?
Call you back, Tom.
Well, that was very dramatic, Miss Lane.
But Lamont and I are reporters, not criminals...
...and we'd like our equipment back.
- And an apology. - Don't push it, Nunk.
Come on, Lamont.
I'm driving.
I've never seen Superman quite so edgy.
You were like one of those crazed cops in a buddy movie.
Being a groom will do that to a guy.
Now, did you do what I think you did?
Nunk's notebook.
Say that five times fast.
Now, let's just see who he's been talking to.
Here you go.
Thanks, Superman.
- Hey, you're... - I think Lois needs you.
Yeah, thanks.
This is interesting.
He has notes here about a Dr. Voyle Grumman.
- Yeah? - That's the name of the grief therapist...
...that Myrtle saw after her fiancé died.
Well, I guess Dr. Grumman's gonna get a visit from Lois and Clark.
Well, Voyle...
...I just saw the lovely gazebo where Lois and Clark are going to be married.
I was, in fact, the last person to see it, prior to its...
...incineration.
- Voyle, are you pouting? - No.
It's just...
Look, I must be honest.
While, certainly, it's fun canceling airline reservations...
...burning down gazebos, it just...
It lacks the scope of what I thought we were trying to do.
I don't think you're quite seeing the whole picture, Voyle.
This is just the violin section warming up.
They overcome these little inconveniences together...
...and they appreciate each other more.
In the face of all this adversity...
...he loves her for her feisty resolve.
She loves him for his quiet strength.
The knowing way he draws her into his arms.
Comforting her.
Whenever life's endless cruelties become too much for her.
And she can't imagine a world without him.
But that's exactly the kind of world she's going to be living in.
A world where the pain of simply being alive and alone is...
...almost intolerable.
Intolerable.
Exactly what do you mean?
Yes, Miss Grad?
Really?
I see.
Lois and Clark are here.
They're probably just running down a laundry list of all my former associates.
Smile, lie through your teeth and try not to sweat too much.
So you were Myrtle's grief counselor after her fiancé died?
Yes. Oh, yes.
When did she stop seeing you?
Oh, it was...
Well, she was my patient for a very short time.
I wasn't very effective in her case.
Obviously.
- And have you seen her since? - Since what?
Since she was your patient?
Since she was my patient, yes.
I mean, no. I mean, what do you think?
Yes. Oh, yes.
We came across something kind of interesting, though.
Out of 20 or so weddings that Myrtle disrupted...
...six of those participants became your patients.
Don't you think that's kind of an odd coincidence?
Not really.
There are very few therapists that specialize in cases of romantic grief.
In fact...
...I am the only one that I know of in Metropolis.
So you see, it's not really unusual at all.
- Do you know the reporter Leo Nunk? - Nunk?
No, I don't.
Are you warm, doctor?
Yes. A bit.
See, I'm wearing wool.
It's that reporter.
He turned us in, I'm telling you.
Calm down, Voyle.
We've got to get rid of him.
His information's been awfully good and awfully helpful.
Myrtle?
But if he has turned on us...
...we'll find out.
- X-raying this place, I saw... - Don't tell me.
A secret lair.
How'd you know?
Please.
Most couples are picking out china patterns...
...and arguing over seating charts.
We're breaking and entering.
Looks like he keeps his files in here.
Hey!
What's the big emergency?
I have something I wanna show you.
See, this wedding band is the one we're going to substitute...
...for the one Lois Lane bought Clark Kent.
Is it a good match?
Yeah, I think so.
What about the size?
You seem to have similar hands to Clark.
Why don't you slip it on.
Yeah, seems all right. What's the plan?
The plan? The plan is if you don't talk...
...it's gonna be, "With this ring, I thee dead. "
- Dead? - Dead.
I know this is probably a bad time for this, Nunk...
...but could you maybe illuminate me a little on your mental state right now?
Voyle, quit your fooling.
You talked to Lane and Kent, didn't you?
What'd you tell them?
Did you tell them where to find me?
Did you tell them what the plan was?
I didn't tell them anything.
Interesting.
- He's lying. - How do you know?
I don't, I just think everyone's lying.
You idiot, you killed him!
All right...
...so let me get this straight: Myrtle's fiancé dies in that car crash.
- Right. - Myrtle comes to Voyle.
Voyle starts talking to Myrtle's friends...
...ostensibly to get a more thorough psychological portrait of her, but...
But what he pieces together is Myrtle's perfect fiancé isn't so perfect after all.
Because Mr. Perfect was having an affair with...
Emily, the bridesmaid. No wonder she was afraid of Myrtle.
Look at this.
"They were coming back from the hotel in separate cars...
...both ready to tell Myrtle the wedding was off...
...when his car hit an ice patch and flipped into a ditch. "
So that was Myrtle's great, lost love.
And Voyle knows this, and he's kept it from her.
Look at this. This guy really is sick.
"All my life I have sought to create a specimen of pure rage.
Myrtle's emotions are clay...
...with which I will mold a creature driven by grief and pain. "
See here? It was even his idea for her to disrupt that first wedding.
- Man down. Possible electric-shock victim. - What?
Someone's been electrocuted. They don't know if they'll get him in time.
Go.
You'll stay? Won't go to Grumman's without me?
- Clark, come on. - Okay.
"The key to Myrtle's dysfunction is the total lack of..."
"Total lack of..."
He's dead, Superman.
I know this man. Who made the call?
I did.
You saw who did this?
I was hiding back there. I mean, I didn't see, but I heard.
- It was Myrtle Beech and that doctor. - Voyle Grumman?
- How'd they kill him? - I don't know. Some electrical thing...
...with this big bright light, and then...
They're after Lois and Clark. You're right. Nunk cut a deal with them.
He's been slipping them information. Listen, man, they're crazy, really crazy.
Superman, there's fire at Mercy Hospital.
They can't get all the patients out. They need you there now.
"The key to Myrtle's dysfunction...
...is the total lack of love she received as a child...
...combined with the trauma of losing her parents and fiancé. "
Of course, we haven't dealt with the real issue yet.
What's that?
What to wear to Lois and Clark's wedding?
- Maybe black? - No.
I don't wanna outshine the bride.
You know, Myrtle...
...I have a feeling that we may not be safe here anymore.
- What do you mean? - God knows if Nunk told anyone about us.
I know you're right, Voyle.
Maybe we ought to move on out of here.
Check into the Mandalay Hotel, make that our base, what do you say?
- I think that's an excellent idea. - Good.
I'll register us. You pick up whatever we need and meet me.
Yes. The Mandalay has an excellent buffet.
Hello, Miss Lane.
I see you've discovered my little secret about Myrtle. That's too bad.
What kind of a man are you, taking that poor, grief-stricken woman...
...and turning her into a monster? - I need her.
- Why? - Myrtle is a singularly unique case.
Grief and rage in perfect union...
...acting out with spectacular force.
You see...
...I need to feel pain. Other people's pain.
And she is a lifetime supply.
Providing, of course, that she's handled correctly.
And you are a very big part of that handling.
Which is why...
...I'm letting you go.
- What? - Yes. Go.
Go on with your wedding, Miss Lane, because that's what Myrtle wants.
I don't mean to seem ungrateful...
...but you do know I'm going right to the police and Superman?
I wouldn't have it any other way.
And then Voyle let me go.
So the police don't have any leads on Myrtle or Voyle.
They disappeared.
And that's where things stand. Wedding-wise.
- Does anybody have an aspirin? - Oh, yeah.
- Here. - I'll get you one.
Two will be fine.
Well, it's pretty obvious the best way to handle this...
- We've decided... - Cancel the wedding.
Get as far from Metropolis as possible.
Just the opposite, actually.
- What? - You should listen to what Sam's saying.
I gotta say I'm chiming in here.
- Ditto. - Okay, okay, but just hear us out. Okay?
Say we go off to Kuala Lumpur.
As long as they're on the loose she's gonna try and destroy us.
I guess, technically, she ought to be called the Happiness Destroyer, huh?
What?
We have decided to set a trap.
- What kind of trap? - A wedding trap.
Oh, I don't think I can take much more of this.
We're sticking to the same time and date.
We don't wanna endanger anybody else. It's just gonna be Clark, me, Superman...
Now hold on. If there's trouble, we're not running.
We're your family. Family doesn't run from trouble.
- Neither do friends, right, chief? - Right, Jimmy.
Tell us where and when, we'll be there with Kevlar and rice.
I'd never tell a bride how to get married. Would you, Ellen?
Well, I mean, it's just so you, Lois.
I mean, she always had to be different than all the other kids.
Okay. So your ring is at the jeweler's being engraved.
And I assume that you want it, right?
- Okay. - Okay.
Don't mess up.
Excuse me.
Let me get that for you. Here you go.
Thank you.
Nice doing business with you.
Lois Lane's wedding band.
Myrtle, I think it was a stroke of genius to make her the target.
Whatever made you think of that?
- Something you said, actually. - Really.
Me?
That Lois doesn't seem to suffer as much as Clark.
Or at least not as well.
I think you said:
"A lifetime of misery would wear better on Clark. "
Well, I may have said something like that.
Pretty, isn't it?
If you like that sort of thing.
You definitely decided no cops?
We don't want anything to scare them away.
All right.
But you're sure that Superman's around?
Positive.
- You okay? - Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.
I'm fine. It's just...
It's a little close in here.
Ellen, do you have the...? You have the ring?
- Oh, yeah, yeah. - Okay.
Dearly beloved...
All right. All right, everybody, it's okay. Everything's all right. Let's calm down.
It's okay. Now...
...where were we? Oh, yeah. Clark...
...do you take Lois to be your lawfully wedded wife?
I do.
- Do you, Lois...? - I do, I do.
Can we maybe slow this down a little bit?
She's not here.
Okay. The ring?
How romantic.
Oh, right.
"With this ring, I thee wed. "
With this ring...
...I thee wed.
Oh, God.
Get away or she dies.
Don't move.
- No! No! - Then do what I say.
Okay. I'm not moving, right? I'm not moving. Nobody move.
All right, no one is moving.
Okay. Now, please...
We'll be going now.
I just wanted one good look at her.
Right on the edge here.
One little button-push away from the eternal.
And you. You look scared.
Well, you should be. Because this thing...
...it has a 10-mile range, so don't even think about following us.
I don't care if you're as fast as Superman. I see anybody coming after us...
...my thumb hits the button and she's dead.
You're planning to kill her anyway.
You don't know that.
And you don't wanna risk it.
I mean, who knows what I'm gonna do? I'm nuts, right?
That's close enough.
Call an ambulance.
Don't do this to my daughter.
Myrtle, you need help.
Oh, I remember the last time you tried to help me.
Three years in the wacky factory.
We didn't understand then what's...
What's really wrong with you.
What's really wrong with me is that I lost the only perfect man I ever loved.
No, that's not true.
- Voyle's been lying to you. - Desperation. Very good.
Your fiancé, he was gonna leave you.
He was in love with your friend Emily.
How dare you?
How dare you sully his name?
Voyle has a secret file on you. We've read it.
He's twisted everything that happened.
He's kept you thinking Roger was perfect so he could control you.
But he was not perfect, Myrtle. He was gonna leave you.
That's a lie.
No, it's not.
He was driving to the church when he died.
He was going there to tell you it was over.
And Emily's car was right behind his, wasn't it?
They were together, Myrtle.
We read all of that in Voyle's file.
- For God's sakes, Myrtle... - Shut up.
You were just some sick experiment to him.
Who's been telling you your one chance at happiness has been ripped away?
Who's been pushing you to hurt other people, to strike back?
Who killed Nunk?
Myrtle...
I have nothing now, thanks to you two.
Not a friend in this world.
Not even the memory of being happy.
- Nothing! - You have the truth.
Being alone, that's the truth.
I ought to show you what that feels like.
You could do that, Myrtle.
You have the power.
But look at where you are.
You remember what this felt like, don't you?
The hope you had in your heart.
The life you always dreamed of, right in front of you.
Well, now that life is right in front of me.
In front of all of us.
And you hold those lives right in the palm of your hand.
You don't wanna do this anymore, Myrtle.
Stop.
Stop. We'll get you the help you need.
But end this, Myrtle.
End it now.
Come on, doc.
It's all right, Myrtle.
We'll talk later.
You're gonna be just fine.
Ma'am?
In the car, please, ma'am.
You okay?
Considering we just had our second wedding...
...which failed to result in an actual marriage...
...I guess so.
How do you feel about a little trip?
Where?
And again, all those that can fly under their own power...
... will be making themselves and their fiancées airborne and flying due west.
Where are we going?
Can't you feel it?
The further west we go, the more right it feels.
It's here. We should land.
Do you know where we are?
Oh, you beat me here. Well, I guess I should've known.
- You look familiar. Do I...? - You know me, Clark.
Yeah, of course I do.
- And you too, Lois. I'm... - Mike.
All my life he's been there for me, giving me that little extra...
Yeah. He's always there with a bit of encouragement...
...but we never get to remember.
What are you, Mike?
Are you...?
- Are you a...? - Lois, I've got the best job in the world.
I look out for people.
I have no idea where we are, Olsen. I just...
I turned around and...
- Hey. - Who are you?
You remember. Everyone remembers today.
- Mike? - Yes.
- Hey. - Jimmy.
- Mike? - Perry, good to see you.
- How you doing? Good to see you. - Fine. Glad you're here.
- Martha. - Mike!
- Mike, what a pleasure to see you. Hi. - I'm so glad you're here.
Good. Good to see you. Fine.
- Well, for goodness sake. - Marvelous to see you.
- Mike, good to see you. - Oh, it's terrific.
Well, I don't know about you, but I'm ready to get started.
- Started? - It's time for you kids to get married.
You've got your friends, your family.
It's a pretty nice day.
We've even got a broken-down old minister.
Look, everyone needs to know...
...that this isn't some kind of evil-genius-cloned amnesiac fake-out.
Because there would be a riot.
Clark, I'm just here to help you both get...
...what you have wanted for so long.
And what everybody has been waiting for so patiently...
...and praying for so hard.
Sometimes it takes us a little while...
...but we're always listening.
So shall we?
Well, I'm glad that I could get you all together here.
I've known you all for a long time, haven't I?
Especially you two.
You two have kept me pretty busy.
But after everything that's happened...
...I think you guys have learned something.
Love survives.
Survives any joy, any sorrow...
...all the rights, all the wrongs...
...even life and death.
But then, you both know that already.
Just like you know now...
...that now you have finally arrived...
...at the perfect time and the perfect place.
Clark?
Lois...
...I have loved you from the moment I saw you.
I love your humor...
...your passion.
The way you just dive right in...
...even when you shouldn't.
Because you refuse to just watch the world.
You demand that it be a better place, and because of you, it is.
And today, I want to give you as much of the world as I can.
So I give you my heart...
...my soul...
...and our future.
Lois?
Clark, you're my best friend.
Until I met you, I never had a best friend.
And falling in love with you has been so easy...
...I don't know why I fought it so long.
You have such gentle grace...
...and such quiet strength...
...and mostly...
...such incredible kindness.
I've never known anyone with as pure a heart.
And so today...
...I give you my love...
...and my honor...
...and our life...
...together.
Lois and Clark...
...I now pronounce you husband and wife.
Oh, no.
Oh, God, don't tell me it was a dream.
I don't think so, honey.
Not unless the rest of world was dreaming too.
There are more presents on their way...
...along with about a hundred telegrams, including:
"Dear Lois and Clark: Finally. Best wishes on the wedding...
...we've all been waiting for. The president of the United States. "
Yeah. Now, we're all packed for the honeymoon.
Estimated time of arrival in Hawaii...
...two minutes.
And fifteen seconds.
Hello?
Hi, Mom. Yes, it was, wasn't it?
Yeah. Well, we'll have a big party when we get back.
Okay. Say hi to Dad too.
I love you too, Mom.
I will. Bye-bye.
Mom and Dad say hello.
It was so simple...
...so beautiful, the way it just happened.
It was like we were trying to find that hill and that sunset all our lives.
We were.
You ready?
This is it, isn't it?
The moment our lives really start.
I love you, Clark.
I love you, Lois.
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