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Alright, if, uh

you'll just sign this
right here

where it says Raul Borges.

Mm-hm.

You know,
I'm sorry I was so late.

I, uh, I guess you know how it
is working two jobs, right?

You're always later than
you thought on the first one

so you have to scramble
on the second one.

I-I wouldn't be doing it
if I, uh, didn't need the money

but got to do what you
got to do, right?

Is there something else?

Uh, no. No.

I...guess not.

I'll see ya.

Borges.

(male #1)
'Good. When can I
expect delivery?'

'1 PM.'

[laughing]

No, that's fine.

Listen, I've decided
to take Route 128 to 15.

No, don't worry.

I stand to make a lot
of money on this delivery.

Yes. No, no one's
going to know.

- 'Mm-hm.'
- Except for us.

And now we have
all we need to know.

'Alright, amigo. Adios.'

[telephone beeps]

- What was that?
- A short?

[gasping]

Adios yourself, Mr. Borges.

I think what we should do is,
pick a date and just do it.

Okay, fine.
How about Thursday?

Um, Thursday's no good.

I have my National Organization
of Women Journalists meeting.

- Hmm.
- How about Wednesday?

Perry wants us
to cover that Society

for Micro-entomologists
Convention?

- The bug people, remember?
- Oh, mercifully, I forgot.

- How about tonight?
- Hm..

I have my brown belt exam
for Taekwondo.

Uh, am I sensing a problem?

No, nothing Jimmy Carter
couldn't negotiate.

Good, because I wanted
to tell you--

(Perry)
'Lois! Clark!'

You two better be gone
by the time I get out there.

Perry's looking for you.

Now, who ate my last
cinnamon donut?

I think it was Karl,
in Travel.

Oh, how convenient.

Karl just left for Bolivia!

- James Bartholomew Olsen.
- Yeah.

You're under arrest for murder.

[dramatic music]

What?

[theme music]

[music continues]

[engine revving]

At 11:25, Jimmy was
let into the house

to deliver a Desk Friend
to Mr. Borges.

Fifteen minutes later, the
housekeeper found Borges dead.

Jimmy was the last one
to see him alive.

Well, that's not proof
of anything.

This morning,
bail was set at $150,000.

Jimmy doesn't have
that kind of money

'even if he only needs
10% to make bail.'

- Chief--
- Lois, just hold your horses.

I'm already across that stream.

'I sent a personal check down'

by messenger to Scooter Haines.

The bail bondsman?

Well, he prefers to be called

a freedom facilitator.

He'll have Jimmy outta there
before you can say false arrest.

I don't mean to be rude,
but I've got to run.

I've got another case
I'm working on.

Just let Jimmy know
he's still a suspect.

Clark, I was wondering
if you're free tonight

I have some tickets to a play.

Um..

...well, that's, uh..

Such an unfortunate case
of bad timing.

Clark's busy tonight.
He and I have plans.

Mm.

Mm, maybe some
other time, then.

Plans? We have plans?

(Perry)
Uh, Clark, Lois..

I didn't want to say
anything in front of Mayson

but how long has Jimmy
been working two jobs?

Uh, just the last couple
of weeks, Chief.

He's trying
to make some extra money

to buy some furniture
for his apartment.

I promise you
we will work non-stop

until Jimmy's name
is cleared a 100%.

Good. I got 15,000
bucks on the line.

Well, uh, not that I'm
worried about the money.

I'm worried about the kid,
I mean, uh

that boy's kinda
become like a son to me

but, well,
don't tell him I said that.

Why wouldn't the chief want us
to tell Jimmy that he said that?

It's one of those
father-son things.

- Oh, really?
- Sure, it's classic.

Men are uncomfortable expressing

their emotions directly.

It's just like the
father-daughter thing

only when you do finally talk

you use more sports metaphors.

Ha! That is ridiculous.

(Perry)
'Clark!'

If Jimmy calls, tell him I know
it feels like

the bottom of the ninth
with two outs

and two strikes against him
but that The Planet

is gonna mount
a full-court press.

And we won't stop until
it's game, set, match, Olsen.

I rest my case.

So the first thing we should do
is dig up everything we can

on Borges.

Right. I hate to say this,
but unfortunately

I think we're gonna have
to postpone our date.

Hey! Don't do that
on my account.

- Jimmy!
- How are you doing?

I'm fine, guys.

I just came back
to pick up my car

so I can go home and change.

Guys, listen.

I do not want you guys
cancelling your date

because of this little
murder thing, alright?

I don't want that
hanging on my head.

Okay, looks like
the ball's in your court

unless, of course,
you're going to punt.

[rock music playing]

[engine revving]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[engine revving]

Help!

I can't stop it!

'Help! I can't stop! Help!'

Uh, Lois, want a Cafe Mocha?

Good. I'll be right back.

[tires squealing]

Help!

[engine revving]

Come on!

Help!

Help!

Superman!
Superman, I can't stop.

Well, Jimmy, did you ever
think of trying this?

[engine rumbling]

[music continues]

See? Simple.

[sighs]

(male announcer)
'Is your desk a mess?'

'Are you unable
to find what you want?

'Do things pile up
and get lost?'

'Well, then, Desk Friend
is the answer for you!'

'It's a revolutionary way
to organize your desk'

'and make your life easier,
with AM/FM radio'

'pencil sharpener, stapler,
analog clock, lamp, scissors'

'and genuine
Desk Friend coffee!'

But wait! With each new
Desk Friend you order

I will throw in,
absolutely free, Bath Friend!

100% waterproof, Bath Friend has
a built-in radio, cellular phone

'water-temperature gauge'

'shampoo and conditioner
dispensers'

'fog free mirror, and more.'

So Desk Friend, Bath Friend
yours for only $59.99

and only at Lucky Leon's,
your low price friend.

'Order now and receive
as a bonus'

'a waterproof Bath Friend
swimsuit calendar.'

Here you go. Cafe Mocha.

Amazing.

And I'm sure she's
really unfamiliar

with the word "Silicone."

I'm not talk..
I'm talking about the guy

who thinks of these things.

Is it Lucky Leon?

I mean, they're
actually pretty clever.

Well, when he invents
a Research Friend, let me know.

Nothing?

(automated message)
'Eighth hole, 373 yards'

'little dogleg to the left.'

'Trees left and right. There's
a slight breeze at your back.'

[door knocking]
Come in.

(automated message)
'Hook. You're into the woods.'

'Next time, try not to roll
your right shoulder so much.'

[speaking in foreign language]

Ah! Did they have relaxed
fit and boot cut?

Half a dozen each.

Excellent!

Uh, how long did you
have to stand in line?

Four minutes.

Man, oh, man. I love the US!

[laughing]

What about our
little friend Jimmy?

Superman got to him
before he could crash.

[grunts]

- 'Slice.'
- Too bad.

Anguished over his feelings
of guilt

it would have been
very tidy of him

to commit suicide, huh?

I agree.

Maybe it's time to send
Lois Lane the message.

(Gregor)
'I've already sent it,
it's on her email.'

- Good.
- 'Now try once again.'

- Ho!
- 'No, Leon. Fore!'

'Leon, you are now
six strokes behind.'

Maybe I should get
a more friendly voice

for this thing, huh?

[beeping]

(Clark)
'Lucky Leon. Secret shipment?'

Well, that's weird.

There's no sender's address

on the email.

Well, if you were trying
to remain anonymous

would you tell somebody
where you lived?

Alright.

This tip about Lucky Leon
is either a wild-goose chase--

Or it's the real McCoy.
I vote goose chase.

Fifty bucks says we never make
it to that date tonight.

Something will come up.

Hm! Like candy from a baby.

[elevator bell dings]

Oh! You guys are not going
to believe what just happened.

Just the guy
we were looking for.

So, Jimmy, how long
will it take you to talk

to your friend
Gregor in Shipping?

Ten, fifteen minutes.

Fine, but just remember
to be discreet.

If Lucky Leon was
involved in Borges' death

somebody around here
may have helped him.

It's not a problem.
Gregor's my man.

It'll be a slam dunk.

- That's basketball, right?
- Come on, Lois.

[knocking]

Mr. Leon? Uh, we're sorry.

'There was
no secretary outside.'

Please, please, come in.
Come in.

Hello, I'm Lois Lane, and this
is Clark Kent.

- We're from--
- The Daily Planet.

Yes, I recognize the names.

Would you like an orange?
Only 69 cents a pound.

Take as many as you want.

When I was born in Ukraine,
I saw them only on holidays

and then I had
to share with sister.

Well, we were wondering if we
could ask you some questions

about one of your customers..
Raul Borges?

Uh, would you like a banana?

Can you believe
I was 25 years old

when I tasted my first one?

- Now I'm an addict.
- Mr. Leon--

Oh, please, please, please,
sit down, sit down, sit down.

I apologize, but this
is truly the land of plenty.

Five years ago, I started
with one run-down factory.

Now, I have state-of-the-art

fully computerized
manufacturing facility

10 times as large!

But, uh, Mr. Borges?
I do not know him.

Fortunately, we have
a lot of customers.

- Well, this one's dead.
- Oh.

The police think he
may have been murdered

by an employee of yours,
Jimmy Olsen.

- Have they caught him?
- Yes, but he's out on bail now.

[chuckles]
That is what I
love about this country, huh.

Innocent till proven guilty!

Back where I come from,
it's boom, boom, shoot first

then, uh, search
for evidence later, huh.

We were wondering
if Mr. Borges

recently ordered
a large shipment

of, uh, Desk Friend products.

Quite frankly, I do not know,
but I can check for you.

Wait here just a minute, okay?

Oh, and try the kiwi fruit.

Delicious.

Clark, did you see how guilty
he looked when we came in?

Lois!

The email said
"Secret shipment."

Look at this. I bet this is it.

This is when it's gonna arrive.

It could be coke or heroin.

Or pencil sharpeners.

Why would he put it
in his pocket?

- So we couldn't see it!
- Lois, you know what?

- That doesn't mean anything.
- Miss Lane!

I see that neither you
nor Mr. Kent

have ever ordered
any one of my products.

That's true,
but, uh, I've been meaning to.

Um, this golf friend,
is this new?

Yes. It's my latest.
Go ahead. Take a swing.

I know it seems incredibly
tacky, but it works.

And you design these
all yourself?

Every last one of them.
I love it.

But as to your Mr. Borges, um,
he ordered one Desk Friend

for $39.95 8 days ago.

Not the top of the line,
but our best seller.

'And he hasn't
bought from us before.'

[golf friend]
Whoa! Who let
Greg Norman in here?'

You can keep this
if you want.

Oh, thank you very much. I
appreciate your time very much.

- Thank you.
- Not a problem!

If you have any more questions

please feel free to call, okay?

- We will.
- Bye-bye.

Bye bye.

Americans...so predictable.

[beeping]

- Progress report.
- Lane and Kent just left.

So far, they've done
just as I've predicted.

It's all going to work out.

- Trust me.
- We trust no one.

You want me to pull the plug?
Not a problem.

Then you won't get the shipment
and you can forget

about holding the world hostage.

No one backs out
of an intergang deal.

Then leave me alone! Got it?

We don't even have details
on how you're going to do it.

Simple. I'm going to get
Lois Lane to trick Superman

into stealing
the shipment for us.

[maniacal laughter]

Alright, I played a hunch,
and I was wrong.

There were no smugglers
on Route 128 today. I'm sorry.

Lois, playing a hunch
for an hour is one thing

but for four hours?

And that endless driving
back and forth

and back and forth..

And that salsa music.

It was the only station
we could get, okay?

Jimmy, come here.

Where have you been?
I've been calling you all day.

For a minute there, I
thought you'd gone out of state

to, uh, well, check out
Graceland or something.

Ha-ha! Don't worry, chief.
Your 15,000 is safe.

Oh, hell's bells, I'm not
worried about the money

and you shouldn't worry
about it, either.

I've already spoken
to the head legal counsel

and The Planet is gonna pick up
all your legal bills

should you have any,
which I'm sure you won't.

But, uh, well, why don't
we go in my office?

We'll give this guy a jingle,
and you two can get acquainted.

- Sound good?
- Sounds good.

Alright. Come on.

Oh, I'd give anything
to know what they're saying.

It's been half an hour
since that lawyer left.

[whirring]

No, no, no. He was the king.

"No, no, no.
He was the king."

So the cape with
the white jumpsuit--

(Clark)
'So the cape with
the white jumpsuit'

was kind of a royal outfit.

- Get out.
- I'm serious.

You can read lips from here?

I thought I was good.

What else can you do
that I don't know about?

Oh, I can order dinner
in 347 languages.

See?
That's the problem right there.

What, did I just miss
a turn someplace?

Men cannot be direct
with their feelings.

'Perry is worried about Jimmy'

'but he's talking
to him about Elvis.'

And you were trying to remind me

that you have not forgotten
about our date tonight

but instead,
you joke about ordering dinner.

Why can't you just
say what you feel?

Unless you have
something to hide.

I guess people
sometimes say things

because they're afraid
of being direct.

Why? What's the worst
that could happen?

I don't know, the other person
might not like what they hear

or one person may not meet
the other's expectations.

Ha! There's another landmine.

People shouldn't have to live up
to other's expectations.

Oh, come on.
We do it all the time.

For example?

For example, you are
not going to wear that

to dinner tonight, are you?

You're gonna go home and change

because we both
have expectations

about how each other
is going to look.

You'll be wearing
something elegant

not too dark...a charcoal suit.

And I'll be dressed in deep--

- Violet.
- Burgundy.

- Burgundy?
- Or violet.

That's what you've always
dreamed

of seeing me in burgundy?

I don't have much in burgundy.

Um, maybe if I hurry

I can make it to Neiman's
before they close.

- Lois, you don't have to.
- No, no, wait!

What time are you
picking me up, 8:00?

Uh, make it 8:15.
Oh, no, forget it.

That's a bad way to start
a date, being late.

7:45. No, 8:00.

I don't want you
to think I'm flaky

changing my mind
all the time.

[instrumental music]

Uh, you have
to press the button.

What?

Oh! See you tonight.

You were serious
about the burgundy?

[instrumental music]

♪ Okay ♪

♪ It's time to roll ♪

♪ Okay ♪

♪ Super fiery ♪

♪ No you don't ♪

♪ Hey that's no good ♪

Did I buy this?

♪ Hi-yi-yi-yi-yiye ♪

♪ Mm-hmm ♪

♪ Si ♪

♪ Okay okay ♪

Ohh...oh.

[singing in foreign language]

♪ Hi-yi-yi-yi-yiye ♪

♪ I don't think so ♪

♪ That's no good ♪

♪ Now that's better ♪

♪ Much better for you ♪

♪ Somebody stop him ♪

Smokin'!

[door knocking]

(Lois)
'I still got 30 seconds!'

Eight o'clock,
on the dot.

- Would you like more time?
- Do I need it?

No, absolutely not.
You look, you look great.

I know you said burgundy,
but I thought, uh

"Why be a slave
to expectations?"

That's a charcoal suit,
isn't it?

Uh, you know, I could change.

Um, I got a lot of really
cute things in burgundy

and I'll be ready before--

Lois, no.

Uh, I like what you're wearing.

You look, you look fantastic.

- Really?
- Let's just go.

Okay, uh, let me just
get my purse.

Then when I was a senior
in high school

I had a huge fight with my dad,
and I moved out.

- You never told me that.
- In vino veritas.

Anyway, he was
always disappointed

that he never had any sons.

Mm. So you went out and became
a world-famous reporter

just to prove him wrong?

Maybe.

Are you going to finish that?

So why don't you quit?

I mean, now you can do
anything that you want.

I guess I found out
I like it.

Did they give you
two forks with that?

I'm sorry.

Here you go.

Mm. Mm. I hate myself.

[laughing]

Are you ready
for another round?

No. I need
a moment to recover.

So what about you?

No, I'm fine. It's all yours.

No. I mean you
and your parents.

Did you ever have any
big fights with them?

Mmm, little ones.
Nothing really big.

I guess you could say I was
your basic goody two shoes.

The perfect son.

You know, it's not
easy being perfect.

Actually, Jimmy still thinks
that I should wear an earring.

Clark Kent,
the rebel without a flaw.

You know,
when you think about it

the only time people ever really
seem to express themselves

is when they're passionate

and that polite veneer
of society drops off

you know,
like when they're fighting.

Or make love.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, it's almost midnight.

We better go.

Yeah.

[instrumental music]

- Well..
- Yeah.

Okay, look, um..

...Clark, I had
a really nice time.

So did I.

No, I mean I had
a really nice time.

Probably one of the
best times I've ever had.

Uh, it wasn't the funniest
or the wildest--

Uh, don't knock yourself out,
Lois.

It just...seemed to...work.

It was really nice.

That's why I can
never see you again.

Lois?

- I need a new partner.
- I knew it!

One bad date
there goes my whole news room.

Why don't you just shoot me now,
Send me up to Elvis?

-Perry.
- No, no, no, no, Lois.

Don't say it.

You know, I have stood
on the sidelines

hoping against hope
that mother nature

will smile on you two
that the bluebird of happiness

would come down light
on your shoulder

that four-leaf clovers
would sprout up

wherever you walked
and all the time

'my gut is singing
a different aria.'

Oh, Lois, anybody
with half a hemisphere

can see that you two
are gasoline and fire.

TNT and matches,
two trains headed towards--

Perry! Thank you.

The problem is,
we didn't have a bad date.

- Oh.
- It was a really great date.

And-and now I'm,
I'm completely panicked

and I have no
idea what to do next.

Oh. Oh, darlin', uh..

Well, come here,
honey. Uh...um..

I..

[indistinct chatter]

Lois, uh, that came for you

while you were
in there with Perry.

Oh, thanks.

'"Thought I'd save you
the trouble of ordering."'

"Enjoy. Lucky Leon."

Lois, about last night..

These things are
kind of attractive

in a hideous sort of way.

I'm a bit confused.

Oh, look. Yours has
a stapler and a radio.

Pencil sharpener.
That's pretty convenient.

Did I do something to offend
you? 'Cause If I did--

Oh, my goodness.
Imitation wood paneling.

'Must be the Deluxe model.'

Lois, no one's asking you
for a lifetime commitment

or anything like that,
so there's no pressure.

Oh, look.
Batteries are included.

Here. You want to trade?

No. No, no, no.
No, no, I love mine.

Please, beleive me,
I've been looking

for something like this
for a long time--

Clark, I don't..

- Oh, Clark, about last night..
- Yeah?

Well, I just want to say that--

Stop the presses!

I've always wanted
to say that in a newsroom.

Nobody ever says that,
you know.

That's just on television.

Well, sure,
but it still felt good.

So what's the deal with Jimmy?

Well, the judge wants
to revoke bail and bring him in.

He thinks he's a flight risk,
after his car escapade.

That was an accident.

I got him 24 hours more,
but that's it.

'Meanwhile, I've been
doing some digging.'

I called a friend of mine in DC,

he's gonna phone me back
as soon as he finishes

his background check
on Borges and Lucky Leon.

And you came all the way down
here to tell us that in person?

Actually, I, uh, came
to ask Clark to lunch.

One of my New Year's resolutions
is to be more decisive.

Plus, it's much harder
to reject somebody in person.

- That's nice, Mayson, but--
- Go. I'll hold down the fort.

- Lois..
- No! It's okay.

If anything breaks, I'll call
you. Have a good time.

Okay, I told my office
that I'd either be here

or Mars Cafe.
So, if they call, will you--

Absolutely.

Oh, oh, oh, by the way

Borges was poisoned.

Somebody killed him
with synthetic curare.

What?

[telephone ringing]

Clark Kent's desk.

- 'Who?'
- Lois Lane.

No, I'm sorry.
Miss Drake just left.

Uh, can you
hold on a minute?

- Who is that?
- Some guy from Washington.

Tell him that you
just found Mayson.

She'll be with him
in a second.

Line two is for you.

Okay, uh, you know what?
I, uh, I just found her.

Yeah. Here you go.

[coughing]

Hi. Excuse me.

I'm having some sort
of weird allergy attack.

My voice sounds like a bullfrog.

'So, uh, what did you find out?'

(Jimmy)
'Really? No way!'

That's incredible.

(Lois)
'Oh, well, thanks.'

Yes, your voice
sounds very sexy, too.

(Jimmy)
'Thanks man, I owe you.'

Lois, that was Gregor.

He said he just
overheard Lucky Leon saying

there's a big shipment
coming in today

only there's nothing
officially scheduled.

- Bingo.
- What did the guy from DC say?

Surprise, surprise.

Raul Borges used to be
a drug smuggler.

He got caught
and was given a choice.

Either go to jail,
or start working for the CIA.

Ooh, I hate career decisions.

He's an expert in the
clandestine shipment

of men and materiel.

He's been working for the
CIA for over three years.

- And Lucky Leon?
- Real name Vasili Savchenko.

Former chief of
Technical Department

Executive Action Section, KGB.

Like "Q" from the
James Bond movies.

Exactly, everything
from toy planes

that are really
remote-controlled bombs

to poison-tipped umbrellas.

Umbrellas, I might add
that are tipped

in the same poison
that killed Borges.

Lois, I went
to check on my car

see why it acted so crazy.

I found this attached
to my carburetor.

Some kind of
remote-control thing

which means that my
accident was no accident.

It was Lucky Leon.

It's 12:30. We've got
a date on Route 128.

'If we're right,
we're gonna get Lucky Leon.'

- You want me to call Clark?
- Why?

So, he can tease me about being
on a wild-goose chase again?

I don't think so. Besides,
he's already got a date.

Alright.

Somebody in Washington
knows a lot about us, huh?

No matter, in 45 minutes,
she will lead Superman

right into our plan.

You better get moving.

[indistinct chatter]

(male #2)
'Watch your step.'

[jet plane engine revving]

Remember, we stop
for nothing and no one.

We use extreme force,
if necessary.

Let's roll.

- Sir.
- 'Move out!'

(Lois)
'Jimmy, do you see anything?
Keep your eyes peeled.'

[tyres screeching]

'Oh, I'm gonna be sick.'

[Jimmy groaning]

Come on. Come on.

(Jimmy)
'Oh..'

'Hey, what's that up ahead?'

'What's this?'

What happened?

I can't tell you, ma'am,
but by any chance

do you have a phone?

Yeah, sure, it's in the car.

I'll get it.

- Lois Lane?
- Yes?

I'm Colonel McNeil.

Is there any way you can get
in touch with Superman?

You mean, can I call him? No.

Damn! We're in the middle
of a national emergency.

'Some terrorists
have just hijacked'

a van load of nuclear warheads.

- Nuclear warheads?
- Here you go.

See, if you can get
in touch with the base.

They weren't ours.

They'd just arrived from one
of the former Soviet Republics.

'They were being brought
here to be dismantled'

and to keep them from
being sold to terrorists.

- Don't you have a radio?
- Smashed. Shot to pieces.

You know, I could try and
reach my partner Clark Kent.

Maybe he could get
a hold of Superman.

Here.

You tell Kent to tell Superman

that the terrorists
are headed north on Route 128.

They're dressed
like American soldiers

and they're driving a van
that's just like ours

that says
"Moby Rick's Fresh Seafood."

Come on, Capps.

'Alright, men, secure the area.'

Holy mackerel.

(Mayson)
'Clark..'

Yes?

This isn't easy,
but I'm sure it's obvious

by the way I've been
throwing myself at you

that I have feelings for you.

This is when
you're supposed to say

"I have feelings
for you, too, Mayson."

Well...I do.

That was enthusiastic.

Mayson, I care about you

and I think about you a lot.

Then what's the problem?

- How do I say this?
- Just tell me.

Look, Clark, I'm a lawyer.

I know you're hiding something

something that's
keeping us apart.

What is it?

I can handle it.

Mayson, it's not that easy.

If it's Lois, just say it.

I care for you

and...I care for Lois.

Clark, I--

[telephone rings]

I'm-I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Clark Kent.

What?

Lois, are you sure?

Okay, I'll try to contact
Superman as soon as I can.

I'm really sorry, Mayson.
I have to go.

I'm-I'm really sorry.

I love you.

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

(male #3)
'Move it! Move it!'

Superman, what are
you doing here?

I'm about to return
some stolen property.

I don't know what you're talking
about, but please step aside.

I'm afraid I can't do that.

Superman, please step aside.

- Ready your arms.
- Guys, let's get serious.

It's me, Superman.

You have exactly two choices.

'The hard way or my way.'

What will it be?

(male #4)
'Captain.'

[gun cocking]

I mean, it's the biggest
story of the year

and some by-the-book colonel
wants me to sit on it

because of some stupid little
detail like national security!

You step out on the field,
Lois, you're gonna get hit.

You know, now I know what you
boys were doing in sixth grade

when the girls had to go
to the auditorium

for the hygiene lecture.

You were learning
sports metaphors.

Lois, hush!

At least we know the
army caught the terrorists

and got the warheads back

which means we've got Lucky Leon

and you are as good as cleared.

(General Jason)
'I will read a brief statement.'

At 1:17 this afternoon,
a secret shipment

of nuclear warheads
destined for dismantling

was hijacked by Superman
and turned over to terrorists

masquerading as US soldiers.

No!

'By command of the President'

and executive action
order number 3708

the combined forces
of the United States

are ordered to and
will be solely dedicated

to ending this threat and
bringing Superman to justice.

Oh, boy, I just never
thought I'd see the day

when Superman would
turn to crime.

I've said all along he was
a menace, now he's proved it.

He's been tricked, chief.
I'm positive.

Superman would never
help terrorists.

Yeah, well, why isn't he out
there trying to make good?

Because he's a criminal,
that's why.

You know, I just remembered
something really important

that I have to do. Excuse me.

Uh, more important
than a bunch of terrorists

blowing us all from here
to Elvis and back?

Now you get your butt over there
in that chair and start typing.

And you too, I want everything
you got on this mess..

...and I want it
in half an hour.

Right, chief.

Clark, um, I guess
I picked a bad time

to finish our conversation

but you still owe me for lunch.

- Oh.
- Mm.

And, Lois, thanks for taking
that message for me.

You know,
the big news is gonna be

who finds those
nuclear warheads.

Believe me,
I'd love to solve this

but even Superman
wouldn't know where to look.

Well, all we need is Lucky
Leon's forwarding address

and we could go right to him.

What about the reverse?

I mean, what if he went
to an old address?

Somewhere you'd never
think to look for him

like, um

like the old factory
where he started?

It's a stupid idea, isn't it?

Well, on behalf of intergang,
congratulations. You did it.

Thank you.
Would you like some grapes?

At $1.19 a pound they're almost

as big a steal
as these warheads, huh?

Thank you. I think not.

Go on! They're seedless.

- Do you have the 900 million?
- Certainly I do.

'I would like to examine
the merchandise first.'

(Lucky Leon)
'Absolutely.'

[intense music]

- Okay, we've seen enough.
- Well, it's just getting good.

- We can't go now.
- Famous last words.

When people say that,
it usually never comes true

but today is your lucky day.

Oh, what about them?

Either we leave them here
to starve, or we shoot them.

Clark!

Lois, I know
this isn't the best time

but I've always wanted
to tell you something.

I like you, too, Clark.

I'm sorry about
what I did on our date.

What did you do?

- I-I'll tell you later.
- 'Alright, be carefull.'

(male #5)
'Easy.'

[whizzing]
It's heating up!

[dramatic music]

[beeping]
Come on, let's get outta here.

Get the truck!

[engine revving]

[tyres screeching]

'The truck! The truck! Wait!'

Run to the Jeep.

[intense music]

Clark?

Piece of cake.

- Uh-oh.
- 'Uh-oh?'

- Lois, what are you doing here?
- I can't find Clark.

- You have to get out, now!
- Can't you stop it?

I tried to, but it has
a lead-shielded backup timer.

I can't read it,
so I can't stop it.

Twelve seconds.

Looks like it's time
for a field goal.

It's up! It's good!

[explosion]

Excuse me for a second, Lois.
I'll be right back.

Clark? Jimmy?

Superman, surely
we can make a deal.

Yes, yes! A deal!

'I have company condos
in Aspen and Miami.'

'You can use them
anytime you want'

including holidays,
plus the 900 million.

- What do you say, Lois?
- I say nyet.

You heard the lady.

[whoosh]

And then Jimmy came back.

And we loaded 'em in the jeep,

and drove them to the police.

We found CK about

a half mile down the road.

I guess I got a little
lost in the dark.

So everybody else
has been rounded up.

And plus, the Pentagon has
cleared Superman of wrongdoing.

Ah! I'd give my eyeteeth to
know how Superman was duped.

Wouldn't we all?

Anyway, if it hadn't
been for Jimmy here

we never would have thought
of that old factory.

That was inspired
of you, Jimmy.

I'm proud of you.

Thanks, Chief, and, um

thanks, you guys,
for clearing my name.

No problemo.

Now, Jimmy, remember when I
was talking about Elvis' cape?

Well, I forgot to mention
that a lot of people

think Superman got his idea
for his cape from Elvis.

See? Men can be direct.

And sometimes you
hit a hole in one.

I thought you hated
sports metaphors.

Not all the time.

(Perry)
'Hey, you two,
why don't you get out of here?'

Jimmy and I will put
the paper to bed.

Thanks, Chief,
we promised Mayson Drake

we'd stop by her office
and give her our statements

as soon as we could.
We're already late.

Alright. Beat it, then.

[sighs]
The one thing I can't understand
is how Lucky Leon

was able to kill Borges

or even how he knew the clues
he was feeding us were working.

Here, I want you
to have this back.

No, wait,
we made a fair trade.

- No, Clark--
- No, really, I--

- I.. Really, I..
- No, no, no.

[crash]

Huh,
a digital satellite uplink

and a remote controlled
little camera.

Let's just say it's a good thing

that you didn't keep
the Bath Friend.

[instrumental music]

Lois, I don't really know
exactly how to say this but

why did you come back to me,
tonight in the factory?

I mean, you were running back
into an atomic explosion.

I know.

It doesn't make
too much sense, does it?

Guess I just couldn't
leave you there.

You slammed the door
in my face last night.

That was...a mistake.

Don't let it happen again.

I guess we'll, um, just have

to see how things go, won't we?

Fortunately, there's
no doors here tonight.

Fortunately.

[instrumental music]

Yeah, if Clark and Lois show up

tell them I got
tired of waiting.

They're not the only
case I'm working on.

[intense music]

[beeping]

Mayson! No!

[explosion]

Mayson!

Mayson.

Mayson.

[coughing]

[panting]

Clark?

So, that's what
you've been hiding.

Resurrection.

Oh, my God.

[melancholic music]

[theme music]