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["Canon in D Minor"
by Johann Pachelbel]

Umm, I-I know
this is supposed to be art

but, uh, to me it-it just looks
like a big car wreck.

I don't see a mother
or a daughter.

You guys don't get it.

You have to open your mind

to the artist's inner feelings.

- Oh.
- Hey, wait a minute.

You know, if you tilt
your head to the right

and squint your eyes
a little bit

you can just about
make out Elvis's profile.

- I don't see it, chief.
- Oh, yeah, yeah.

Look between these two
hubcaps here

and that upside-down
speedometer.

- Oh, yeah.
- You see it?

Maybe the fat Elvis.

Why do I even try?

Art to you guys is like prints

of those poker-playing dogs.

Oh, I love those.

Did you ever see
the one with the two dogs

in the bar throwing darts?

[laughter]

- Uh, Lo-Lois Lane?
- Yes?

(male #1)
'This is for you.'

Oh.

Who's it from?

I have no idea.

"Dear Lois, please forgive me

"but my feelings
for you run deep

"and I'm too shy
to tell you in person.

"But I want the world to know

"that whenever I think of you,
my heart sings.

Your secret admirer."

[clears throat]

Don't look at me.

I may be from Kansas,
but I am not that corny.

This is so embarrassing.

Well, open it up.

Ohh.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

Well, whoever this guy is

he sure has a sense of style.

Lift up that latch.

[gasps]

[chuckles]

That's the damnedest thing
I've ever seen.

[singing opera]

[giggles]

That's really cool.

[singing continues]

Waiter?

Excuse me.

I wanted one of those.

[laughter]

[all grunting]

Oh!

[all screaming]

[zapping]

[electricity crackles]

Boy, this fella sure
knows how to clear a room.

Chief, you don't have to yell.

Who's yelling?

You know, I hate to think of
what this guy would've sent you

if he didn't like you.

[theme music]

- Morning.
- Morning.

- Did the lab call?
- Uh, yeah.

Unfortunately the wiring
in that box was so badly melted

they couldn't tell anything.

You got any idea who Romeo is?

I haven't been able
to think of anyone

who likes me
enough to send me a..

Uh, I'm still working on it.

Lois, I just got off the phone
with the museum.

I told them we'd
take care of the damages.

Uh.. Is something wrong?

"Dear Lois, please accept
the gift on your desk

'"as an apology for last night.'

"I am itching to be yours.

'Your secret admirer."'

Well, are you gonna open it?

- I don't know.
- You want me to open it?

No. No, I'll do it.

Ohh! It's beautiful.

Well, it's a little tight, but..

It means your secret admirer
must work here.

Because nobody else
has access to your desk.

(Perry)
'Well, that's good deductive
reasoning, Jimmy'

- Thanks.
- But you're wrong.

'I know
what everybody gets paid'

and nobody gets paid enough

to be able to afford
a rock like that

'not even me.'

It's just the most
romantic thing.

"Itching to be yours?"
Give me a break.

Clark, I'm sure
it's came from his heart.

Amazing, you went from
being afraid to open this box

to thinking this guy
was longfellow

in a matter of 30 seconds.

Oh, Clark, you just don't
understand romance.

Lois, are you okay?

I think I'm having an allergic
reaction to the gold.

Uh, it's too tight.

Let me help.

- Oh!
- Oh!

- Uh.
- Ha, ha.

Must have been a cheap setting.

Well, so far, lover boy's
batting 'O' for two.

It's discolored.

It's been dipped
in some kind of chemical.

[chuckles]
Yeah. Real romantic.

Hey, watch it!

What do you think
this is, the Tour de France?

- Hey!
- Oh.

I guess this is going to be
a long day.

What? I'm a little edgy.
I'm sorry, Clark.

I just can't get this image
out of my head of some weirdo

sitting in his living room,
snickering to his friends

about how he's going to get
Lois Lane to fall for him.

Well, I guess
that's the drawback of being

beautiful, successful,
and eligible.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing, I was
paying you a compliment.

No, you weren't,
you were implying that if

I wasn't single, I wouldn't
have this problem.

No, I wasn't,
but you probably wouldn't

have this problem
if you were married.

Well, that's a terrific
reason to get married

to avoid harassment.

Yep, long day.

- May I help you?
- Yes.

I was wondering if you could
tell by looking at a ring

where it was made.

Well, I can certainly
tell by looking at it

it wasn't made here.

Let me get my loop.

Gee, he's got some
beautiful things.

These cameos are gorgeous.

You ought to take a look
at the things in this case.

They are not.

Yuck.

You know, these remind me of

this computer nerd I used to
know in college Randall Loomis.

Followed me around
for an entire year

like this annoying little gnat.

And then one day,
I found in my locker

a hideous piece of jewelry
just like this

with this note attached to it

said,
"From your secret admirer."

Clark, that's it.
Randall Loomis.

He must be the one behind this.

He still lives in Metropolis.

I think I can get
the information you want

but it would help
if I could hold on

to this ring for a day or so.

- That's fine. Let's go.
- Okay.

Uh, thank you.

(Lois)
After years of pining for me,
Loomis has finally decided

to act on his sick
little fantasies.

Turn here.

That's it?

(Clark)
'Looks like Randall the nerd'

'is doing alright for himself.'

Have you thought about
what you're going to say

if it turns out
he's not behind all this?

It makes perfect sense

his intense infatuation for me

his mechanical abilities

and evidently
he has enough money

to spend on all those
elaborate gifts.

People do change, Lois.

[chuckles]
This wouldn't be change, Clark.

This would be morphing.

Yes?

Hi, does Randall Loomis
live here?

Yes. I'm Mrs. Loomis.
Can I help you?

Mrs. Loomis. Ha, of course.

- Hi, I'm Clark Kent.
- Hi.

'And this is, um..'

Lois Lane.

Randall and Lois
are old friends.

We were just in the neighborhood
and Lois thought

it might be nice
to drop by and say hello.

Isn't that right, Lois?

Oh, well, I'm sure
he'd be delighted.

I'll be right back.

Maybe it's a different
Randall Loomis.

It-it is a common name.

Hi.

You were looking for me?

- Lois?
- Uh..

Hi, Randall.

Uh.. Do I know you
from somewhere?

Lois Lane.

We went to college together.

Oh, Lois.

I didn't recognize you.

You-you look so mature.

And, uh, and you look like
you're doing, uh, very well.

Yeah, yeah.

I sold my software company
last year and retired.

'Donna and I are gonna
travel around the world'

and then settle down
in our place in Paris.

So, what have you been up to?

Oh, uh, I'm a reporter.

A-a-a journalist.

Uh, senior journalist
for the "Daily Planet."

Actually, I'm in charge of--

Almost the entire newspaper.

Oh, that-that's great.

Well, would you folks
like to come in?

No, we, we can't.

We.. Big story, deadline.

Ooh. Ha, ha.

Well, it was nice
of you to stop by.

I'm glad to see that you found
yourself a good man.

I-in college, I seem to remember
Lois always on the prowl

but she never could hook up
with the right guy.

I hope it works out
for you two.

Thank you.

Let's go.

So, you were on
the prowl in college?

That man has a very
faulty memory.

And did you see her nails?

Obviously press-on.

I-I, uh, wasn't really focusing
on her nails, Lois.

I'm glad you're having
such a good time.

["Call It Stormy Monday"
by T-Bone Walker]

♪ They call it stormy Monday ♪

♪ But Tuesday's just as bad.. ♪

♪ Wednesday is worse ♪

♪ And Thursday's also sad.. ♪♪

Ow! Ow!

Ow!

What did you do that for?

Uh, you left the security
system off again

and I just walked
right in the door.

Oh, I could never figure out
how that stupid thing works.

And you've got
a master's degree in engineering

and you can't figure out
how to turn on an alarm system?

Well, sometimes geniuses
have trouble with simple things.

It's what makes us colorful.

How do you feel about
the colors black and blue?

[laughter]

I've been waiting five years

to even the score
with Lois Lane.

And I'm not going to let
everything be ruined

just because you are too stupid

to set a simple alarm.

Okay, okay.

I'll-I'll rig it some way
so it's easy to operate.

I don't care if you clap it on.
Just use it.

So, how did your meeting go
with the terrorists?

Don't ever call them that.

They like to be called
Freedom Fighters.

And they wanted a little dem..

They want a little demonstration

before they'll
advance us any money.

They don't trust us?

Victor, we're the kind of people

that deal with terrorists.

Why would anybody trust us?

Hmm, uh-huh.

Is that thing ready?

I modified the manufacturer's
spraying system and installed--

Boring!

Is it ready?

It's ready.

Good.

Now, think you can figure out

how to get into this?

Come on, sweetie.

Come on.

[barking]

[imitating machine whirring]

Is this another part of your
colorful genius persona?

(Kyle)
'There it is. Let's go.'

[hissing]

[tires screeching]

Look out!

[glass shatters]

(female #1)
'Are you okay? Come on.'

[indistinct chatter]

I'm sorry, but you should've
seen the look on your face

when Randall Loomis said he was

selling his software company
and moving to Paris.

Would you stop it?

You really think I care what

Randall Loomis
does with his life?

I have more important things
to deal with right now.

Of course you do.

You're a senior journalist.

You know,
you could walk back.

[laughs]
Found it.

Give me the tweezers.

- Ow!
- I'm sorry.

Sorry.

[grunting]

Now, is that our
little gift for Lois Lane?

Yes.

Listen, I've been thinking--

Bad idea, Victor.

Bad idea! Bad idea!

Whoa!

Look out!

- Steer into the skid!
- I am, it's not working!

[tires screeching]

- That was close.
- Too close.

[panting]

What'd you open the door for?

I don't know, I thought maybe
for a moment there maybe..

What? You were going
to stick your foot out

and drag it along the street
and stop the car?

You've been watching
too many Flintstones cartoons.

[chuckles]
Yeah.

Stay here. I'll go for help.

Well, I'm not going to wait here

while you go running off
and get the whole.. Ah!

[grunts]

[tires screeching]

[dramatic music]

[tires screeching]

You okay?

[crowd applauding]

- Are you alright?
- 'Thank you, Superman.'

Yeah, for someone
who just saw their life

flash before their eyes.

What caused this?

I'm not sure.

Some kind of chemical reaction.

[instrumental music]

Promise me someday
you'll tell me how you do that.

Here's the little Dickens.

[chip clatters]

Whoops.

Don't move.

Why?

I dropped the chip.

Oh, you dropped the chip.

Can you see the chip?

No.

Victor, that little chip

is worth well over
a hundred thousand dollars.

And it's irreplaceable.

Unlike you. So I'd like you
to look for the chip again.

Oh! Oh-oh-oh.

It was by your foot.

- Lucky.
- No harm done.

Oh, Victor.

Did I ever tell you how much
time I spent in prison?

I think you said
about five years.

About five years.

And you know
that in that whole time

I never got one single day off
for good behavior.

- You know why?
- No.

Oh, 'cause I'm-I'm just not
a very nice person, see?

I'm just not a very nice person.

And my problem today
is that I just don't feel that

you understand how much
this project means to me.

- I understand.
- Do you?

I understand.
It'll never happen again.

- No?
- No.

Good, hey, we've had a long day.

How about I take you out
to the old ballgame?

(in unison)
'Lois! Lois! Lois!'

Hey, slugger.

Batter up?

Someone want to tell me
what's going on?

Didn't you read
the sports section yet?

Not yet. Why?

You're the action shot
of the day.

"Lois Lane, let me
be your designated hitter.

Your secret admirer."

(Lois)
'What?'

(Jimmy)
'I think it's kind of cool'

'the way he tied
in the baseball theme.'

You know?
The whole...designated hitter.

Oh, I sure wish
somebody would yell out

"Copy boy" right about now.

Lois

A lot of people tell me
I'm too old to be romantic.

And they're right.
Do me a favor.

Would you tell loverboy
to send a candygram next time?

Was the message
on the board very long?

Long? The game was postponed
for half an hour.

The fans were going nuts.

Nuts in a good way?

The boys in the press box
called him the prankster.

Me? I suggested
a different name.

Pete, don't you have
a box score to study?

How did he manage this?

- Well, I--
- With a stolen computer chip.

I spoke to the manager
of the stadium this morning.

He told me that the scoreboard
was programmed

by Stanton Electronics.

Ring a bell?

One of their trucks
was caught up

in that mess on
the street yesterday.

Turns out two computer chips
were stolen and replaced with

altered chips
after the accident.

One controlled your scoreboard.

The other was headed
for a military lab.

Oh, so, that's it.

Oh, that's what?

Well, what happened yesterday
wasn't an accident.

It was a diversion so someone

could steal the chips
from the truck.

Oh. Yeah. I knew that.

And if yesterday
was a diversion

it means what happened
at the museum was one, too.

The Regent Diamond is missing
from their collection.

Fifty karats.

Let me guess. A piece of it
was in the ring I got?

The jeweler said it was
cut from the same stone.

Oh, you know,
it's true what they say.

- Love stinks.
- 'I don't get it.'

He steals a diamond ring
and computer chips.

What, what's the connection?

(Perry)
'Lois, Clark.'

You gotta see this.

This just broke in
to all the news channels.

- 'Good morning, Metropolis.'
- Where's this coming from?

(Kyle on TV)
'Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt'

'your little
news bulletin there'

'but what I've got to say
is just more important.'

'Now, the bomb you see
on your TV screens'

is hidden in the basement

of one of the city's
scientific laboratories.

And just so everyone
isn't inconvenienced

I'll tell you that
that laboratory is located

'in our city's lovely Riverfront
Industrial Area.'

Alright, somebody
get on this right away.

Uh, I'll go, uh, Lois,
why don't you stay

and find out how
he cut into the broadcast?

Okay, fine.

(Kyle on TV)
'As you can see, the bomb'

'on your screens will detonate'

'in exactly
one minute, 15 seconds'

and if you're
in that area 14 seconds

you might want to consider
taking an early lunch.

'Eleven seconds.'

Hey, if you're wondering
how come I'm pulling

this loony prank,
all I can say is I'm

'I'm an incurable romantic'

and I just want to show
the world the explosive nature

of my love for Lois Lane.

[laughing]

(Kyle)
'Okay, workers are out.
Let's go.'

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

Oh, my God.

[sighs]

(Prankster)
'Bravo, Superman.'

Hey, you were super-close.

Unfortunately,
next time, Superman

super-close will have
super-deadly results.

'Bye-bye for now.'

[static]

You recognize his voice?

Why is he doing this to me?

Hang in there, kid.

'Jimmy, come on.'

Hey, Juliet, while you and,
uh, Romeo here were making

a love connection,
some guy called, and he said

he had some information
about who this wackadoo is.

[indistinct chatter]

Well, I think
we've finally found

the absolute bottom
of Metropolis.

Why is it that guys
who call in with tips

always live in the worst
part of town?

What do you think the brochure
on this place would say?

Exquisite alley view?

Complimentary roaches
on your pillow?

[knock on door]

Is this 210?

You Lane?

Yes. This is my partner,
Clark Kent.

And you are..

...not very friendly.

Sit down.

Uh..

Well, that's okay.

We-we'll stand.

Let's see the money.

What money?

I told the kid on the phone.

You wanna find out who's
doing these things to you

it's gonna cost.

I'm sorry,
but the "Daily Planet"

has a standing policy that

we don't pay for information.

Then you came here for nothing.

Well, let's not be
too hasty, I mean..

How much money could we
be talking about?

Ten grand.

$10,000?

Are you joking?

Does this look like a face
that makes jokes?

No. Uh, no, no-not jokes.

Look. I know this guy.
I spent a lot of time with him.

All he did was talk about you

'and what he was gonna
do to you.'

Now, do you wanna know
this guy's name or not?

How do you know him?

What? You see a sign
on my forehead says stupid?

[telephone rings]

Yeah?

Look, I'm sure we can get
the information for less.

These things are negotiable.

You're talking to him.
Who's this?

Fine, see if you can talk him
down to twenty dollars

'cause that's all I have on me.

Well, money isn't everything.

Maybe we can offer him a couple

of nights in a nicer place.

Sure. Maybe we can throw in a
harbor cruise while we're at it.

Will you get serious? We're
talking about my life here.

Now let's offer him $100.
He'll take it.

Just look at him.
He's so pathetic.

[electricity crackles]

[grunts]

[suspense music]

He's beyond pathetic.

He's dead.

(automated message)
'Database access code accepted.'

I just heard.
Any idea who this fellow was?

He registered under
the name of Mick Barrows.

We're checking right now
to see if that's accurate.

(automated message)
'Collating data.'

How do you rig up something

to electrocute a person
over the telephone?

This prankster's
one talented guy.

Well, I'm not sure
talent's the word I'd use.

Here he is. "Mick Barrows."

Got out of prison a month ago,
after serving 18 years.

It's too bad there's not
a button we could push

to find out
what he was gonna tell you.

[computer beeps]

Lois, I was kidding.

Just because Barrows didn't get
a chance to talk doesn't mean

he didn't give us a lead.

I don't understand.

Barrows said he spent a lot
of time with the prankster.

Since he's been behind bars

it had to be somebody
that he knew in prison.

Probably one of his cellmates.

Why can't I think like this?

Well, if it was easy,
everybody would do it.

(male #2)
'Hey, copy boy!'

(Lois)
'Oh, my God.'

- 'Who's Kyle Griffin?'
- Hey, wait a minute.

Wasn't that the guy that was
busted about five years ago

for selling high-tech weaponry
to the third world?

His firm did the selling.
He did the designing.

Why would he be after you?

My first big story was an expose

on the illegal arms business.

Led to the FBI,
arresting 12 people.

Kyle was at the top
of that list.

So now he's out
and he wants his revenge.

Yeah, but why steal a diamond
and a computer chip?

Well, it's just a guess

but they are components
of high-tech weaponry.

Hey, guys. Listen to this.

One of the buildings
that emptied out this morning

due to that phony bomb scare

was Whitmore Scientific Labs.

And they just found out
something was stolen.

Yeah, yeah, four pounds
of titanium alloy

and something called,
uh, cesium.

How'd you know that?

Look, at this hour,
all we can do

is call his parole officer
and leave a message.

'With any luck,
he'll get back with us'

first thing in the morning.

Now, Lois, you sure
you don't want to spend

the night with Alice and me?

Oh. No, thanks, chief.
I'll be fine.

I mean, it's obvious Griffin's
just interested in annoying me

while he collects pieces
for his next toy.

Do you want me
to take you home?

No! I'm fine. I promise.

I'll see you all tomorrow.

[sighs]

Nobody's here, right?

[sighs]

[suspense music]

[sighs]

[sighs]

Ooh.

Oh.

Ee..

Ah.

[sighs]

Ahh, everything is fine.

Everything is fine.

Everything is fine.

Everything is fine.

Oh, God. I hate this.

Oh, girl, just get a grip!

Ahh.

Ah, this is silly.

[telephone rings]

I have got to get some control.

Oh.

Oh.

(Perry on phone)
'Lois?'

'Is that you? Lois?'

- Perry?
- Yeah.

Listen, I was just
ready to go home

and I was sitting here thinking
about your situation

you know,
with this prankster and all

I just thought I'd call
to see if you're okay.

Oh, chief, I'm fine. Ha ha.

Haven't given it
a second...thought.

Attagirl. Well,
if you change your mind

Alice still has that
guest bedroom made up for you.

Oh, tell her that I
appreciate it. That's not nec--

[dial tone]

Perry?

Oh. Huh.

[telephone rings]

Hi, we got cut off.

I know. I did the cutting.

Griffin? Is that you?

Aw, you figured it out.

And after I went
to all the trouble

of killing poor Barrows.

What do you want?

[chuckles]
Um, I don't know.

I just kind of want to,
you know

torment you the way
you tormented me

when you wrote
your little expose

and after your reputation's
ruined and your life

is sufficiently miserable

I'm going to put you
out of your misery.

(man on TV)
'Slam dunk!'

[knock on door]

Nothing but net.

(Lois)
'Clark!'

Oh.

Lois. It's after 11:00.

I know. I know it's late.

I'm sorry, but, uh,
I-I had this sudden urge

for pizza
and a Mel Gibson movie.

I know how much you like pizza
and "Lethal Weapon"

so, uh, here I am.

Great. Come in.

So what should we start with?

Um, "Lethal Weapon 1"

or "Lethal Weapon 2,"
or there's "3."

It's, it's sort of stupid
at the beginning

but it gets better.

Lois, is something wrong?

Does something have to be wrong

for me to want to spend
some time with a friend?

No. Uh, no. Sorry.

Uh, one would be great.

[chuckles]

(man on TV)
'Coming soon to a theater
near you'

'the action adventure
of the year.'

[gunfire in TV]

'The excitement!'

Oh, this is really great.

We should do this more often.

What are you doing
tomorrow night?

Lois..

[telephone rings]

Clark, don't.

Hello.

Hello.
There's nobody there.

Probably just a wrong number.

Wrong number.

No problem.

Uh, that happens all the time
in the big city, right?

Lois, you want to tell me
what happened?

Nothing happened.

You know.. I mean, you know,
nothing important.

Griffin called me.

What? What did he say?

Oh, the usual, you know.

He said,
"Lois, hi. How are you?"

"Long time no see."

"I'm gonna kill you."

Kill you? What?
Did you call the police?

Clark, I am
a professional reporter.

This is not the first threat
that I have ever received.

These-these things,
they-they never pan out.

Well, maybe not,
but I'd feel a lot better

if you stayed here tonight.

Oh..

Oh. I-I, um, oh..

Well, if it would make you,
make you feel

better then I-I guess I--

Don't let me twist your arm
or anything.

Clark..

...I don't wanna die.

Lois, I would not
let that happen.

Uh..

...movie.

You know, Mel Gibson's
really funny in these movies.

Yeah.

He plays a great wild man.

Sometimes I think
maybe I should be

a little bit more
of a wild man myself.

Uh, Jimmy even suggested
that I wear an earring

but that's not really me. I'd..

(Clark)
'What'd he say?'

Okay, great.
Tell chief we're on it.

Thanks.

- Who was that?
- Uh, that was Jimmy.

Griffin's parole officer
called this morning.

The only address he has on him
is Griffin's father's toy store.

Toy store? I thought Griffin's
father was a nuclear physicist.

Didn't Griffin follow
in his footsteps?

'Apparently he retired and he's
gone into the toy business.'

It's not far from here.

How'd you sleep?

I had really weird dreams.

- Oh, maybe it's the pizza.
- 'I doubt it.'

I dreamed that I was
a cocktail waitress

and Griffin was a bartender.

And all of a sudden, he's trying
to shove me in the blender

and I'm screaming, "We don't
serve blended drinks here."

Well, let's hope
it was the pizza.

Hey, that's my breakfast!

I'll buy you a doughnut
on the way to the toy store.

Do you mind if we stop by my
apartment first so I can change?

Oh, no, of course not.

I know you senior journalists

have an image to uphold.

[sighs]

And this is my workshop.

[chuckles]

It's where I make everything.

Oh, oh, now, this-this
is my favorite.

It's a phone.

Oh. It's, uh...interesting.

Well, when people
return calls on this

they can say,
"I'm colon you back."

You get it?

Uh, Mr. Griffin, we're here
to talk to you about Kyle.

- We have reason to believe--
- Kyle's a good boy, Mr. Kent.

He just got caught up
with the wrong crowd.

Now, here's something you're not
gonna find anywhere else..

...'cause I make 'em.

See this?
This is real red clay.

'It's hard to come by
in these parts.'

I dig it up myself
over near Lunar Industrial Park.

Mr. Griffin, when was the last
time you heard from your son?

Look, I realize you probably

don't wanna talk to me
about Kyle--

I have nothing to hide,
Ms. Lane.

Oh, I haven't seen Kyle since..

...he got out of prison.

Now, here's something
I just came up with.

If I were to tell you
that I had titanium, cesium

a diamond, and a computer chip,
what might I be making?

Well, any number of things.

Could a weapon be made
from these items?

Yeah, it could.

'Course you'd be missing
a power source.

Such as?

Well, if it were
a nuclear type device

a piece of plutonium.

(Clark)
'The only plutonium
in this city'

is at the toxic depository.

No, that's not
entirely true, Mr. Kent.

There is another place.

'It's a heavy metals
processing plant'

It's out on Highway Nine,
I believe.

We'll split up.
I'll take the processing plant.

Thanks. You-you've been
a great help.

Oh, it's a pleasure.

[sighs]

[cell phone beeping]

You were right.
They were just here.

In about 15 minutes, she's gonna
walk right into your arms.

Perfect. Thank you.

How long is this
going to take?

Well, the interior dimension
of the plant is approximately

sixty five thousand square feet.

Now, with an accelerated
dispersion flow

taking into account
any leakage from vents..

Fifteen minutes.

[gas hissing]

(Kyle)
'Come on.'

[laughter]

Excuse me.

Uh, can-can you tell me
where the plant manager is?

[laughing]
The plant manager.

[laughter]

Hello, Lois.

Having a good time?

[laughs]

Well, that's just fine.

Thank you for saving
the last laugh for me.

[laughing]
Give me the box.

I'll give you the babe.

If you don't mind my saying so,
I think you have great legs.

I think I read somewhere that
intelligent men are leg men.

Only boobs are interested in..

Well, you know.

Anyway, I-I think you have
very shapely legs.

They're like two perfectly
formed...carrots.

Stop. You're embarrassing me.

[camera clicks]

The police found a canister
of nitrous oxide

hooked to the air conditioning.

Came right through the vents.

But did they take anything?

Yeah, some of our plutonium.

I tried to stop them

but I was laughing too hard.

Do me a favor. Look like you did
when you smelled the gas, huh?

Jimmy, can-can you take
a picture of something else?

Oh, right.

Are you sure the two men
took Ms. Lane with them?

Yeah. I'm sorry.

Uh, that gas stopped us
from being much help.

That's okay. Thanks.

You're welcome.

What is it?

Looks like little bits
of red clay.

How could you see that from all
the way over there?

I have a really strong
prescription.

Well, is it important?

I mean, anybody could've tracked
that in here, right?

Not anybody.

They wear those
so the traces of plutonium

don't get stuck to their shoes
and get outside.

So?

So it had to come from the shoes
of the men who broke in here.

Oh. Yeah, of course.

But where do you find red clay
in Metropolis?

There. Oh, boy, what a great
story this is going to be.

Too bad your paper won't
be around to publish it.

What's the "Planet"
got to do with this?

Well, my buyers
want a demonstration

and so I was like, "Um, I better
decimate a building for them."

And then I thought,
"What better building to destroy

'than the paper
that sent me to prison."'

'It'll be really nifty.'

See, the weapon fires
this gas plasma beam

that vaporizes
whatever it hits.

I don't think
she believes you, Victor.

But maybe..

'...maybe she will..'

...if she sees it at work

up close and personal.

[machine whirring]

[Kyle laughing]

[zapping]

Cool, huh?

I helped Kyle design it.

No, no, no, now, Victor.

I don't think you got
any future with her.

Kind of hard to have
a meaningful relationship

with a dead woman.

[instrumental music]

Well, it's disappointing
the people at the "Planet"

won't enjoy this prank
as much as I will.

[zapping]

[zapping]

[screaming]

[sighs]

Nothing! All that power
and nothing happened.

Just the first salvo, Victor.

Even steel melts
if it gets hot enough.

No!

No!

[Kyle laughing]

No!

Can I get you a pillow?

Ahh!

[grunting]

[coughing]

You're right, Victor.

I do have great legs.

Well, I guess
you don't need me.

Not this time.

But don't leave town.

So, how does it feel
to see your name in lights?

Oh, I-I wasn't reading that.

I was...thinking
about my next story.

Hey, you two
gotta hear this.

Jimmy's got a theory
he's been working on.

Go ahead, son.

Uh, well, I've been thinking
about what happened

'and-and I couldn't figure
how the prankster knew'

'you were gonna be
at the processing plant.'

And then it dawned on me.

His father
was the only other person

'that knew you
were gonna be there.'

So...he was probably in on it.

Nice work, Jimmy.

[laughs]

'I'm proud of you, son.'

I'm gonna even let you
call the police. Come on.

Lois, these
just came for you.

Oh.

Diane, what do
yellow roses mean?

I don't know.

The only thing men ever give me

are directions to their house.

Yellow is for friendship.

Hmm.

"From a special friend."

A final sick joke
from Kyle Griffin.

Uh, no, wait.

'Lois, wait. No! No!'

Ahh..

'Uh..'

Those roses cost me 50 bucks.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

[theme music]

[music continues]