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'Here on Metro 103'

'the heartbeat of Metropolis.'

So far, between your stuff
and my stuff

we've got two coffeepots,
two irons, two toasters

'two blenders,
and two crock pots.'

I don't even know
what a crock pot does.

It takes up room
and collects dust.

You know, honey, I could have
this entire room

wallpapered in about
three seconds if I could just...

No, no, no. Just do it
the old-fashioned way.

According to "Newlywed" magazine

these kind of projects
are important

to the bonding process.

Somehow, when I think of
newlyweds bonding

wallpaper is not the first
thing that comes to mind.

Oh, Clark, this is so exciting.

Our first place.

Maybe we can finally settle down

and start acting
like a normal couple.

- Hello?
- Lois Lane, Elroy Sikes.

How ya doin'?
Hey, I hear you got hitched.

Sikes. I thought you were in...

'Prison? Ah, naw,
I just got paroled.'

Hey, but, listen, don't worry

I'm willing to let
bygones be bygones.

Great. Have a nice life.

No, no, no. Wait a second.

I know who dusted
Big Mo Zabrinski.

'Plus, I know how it went down.'

I got it from a bunkmate
on the inside.

- I'm listening.
- 'You want more.'

Uh, meet me in Centennial Park
in half an hour.

'And don't forget
my lunch money.'

She's coming, professor.

Of course she is.

The great Lois Lane could never
pass up a scoop like this.

You know what to do, right?

Yeah.

Get Lane to threaten me
so we can blackmail her.

Ha ha. Piece of cake.

Very good.

Memo to self.

Cut Sikes in for
a bigger piece of the cake.

- I'm going to go with you.
- I'll be fine.

Sikes has been
a source for years.

And besides,
he's kind of squirrely.

If he sees anybody else,
he'll bolt.

Well, I'll, then I'll just
hide in the bushes.

I-I just don't want
you to go alone.

Clark, honey.

You're not suggesting
I stop following my own leads

just because
we're married now, are you?

- No, but...
- Good. I'll be back soon.

Hmm.

'It's third
and twelve for Metropolis'

'with the ball resting
on the 27-yard line.'

'Long is back to pass,
Cibresa's open.'

'He fires to Cibresa.'

'He's going all the way.'

'Touchdown!'

Sikes.

Glad you could make it.

Hey-hey, wait a minute.

Hey, relax, Lois,
it's not loaded.

It's for demonstration
purposes only.

Now, guns aren't something
to fool around with.

Oh, what's the matter,
you afraid

you're gonna break a nail?

You want me to show you
how Big Mo was offed, right?

'Listen. Oka-okay, okay.
So, I'm Big Mo, right?'

Six feet five inches of
repressed anger and body odor.

And you, you're the guy
whose facial features

I'm gonna rearrange
for ratting on me.

Do you want to keep the gun up
a little higher, please?

Thank you very much.

Surprise, surprise,
all of a sudden

'he's not so tough anymore, he
starts pleading for his life.'

Memo to self.
Cancel previous memo.

Ha ha.
Hasta la vista, baby.

'Miss Lane,
why'd you kill him?'

'Why'd you do it?'

- Lois!
- 'How about a statement?'

- 'Why did you do it?'
- Clark, thank God.

It's alright.
It's her husband.

It was so awful.

One moment
Sikes was re-enacting.

Zabrinski's murder
and then all of a sudden..

I don't know what happened.

The gun just went off,
I mean, by itself.

I didn't even touch the trigger.

It's okay, honey, we'll get
through this. Don't worry.

'Mr. District Attorney,
care to make a statement?'

What's the DA doing here?

The DA's here because he takes
murder very seriously, Mr. Kent.

Murder? There wasn't even
a clip in the gun.

This is ridiculous. She's
innocent and you know it.

Do I?

She's got gunpowder
burns on her hand

'and a dubious history
with the victim.'

That's enough to hold her over
for questioning.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

This is my wife
we're talking about here.

I'm warning you, do not try
and turn this into

some kind of campaign stunt.

I suggest you keep your
emotions in check, Mr. Kent.

You obviously have no idea
who you're dealing with here.

Yeah, neither do you.

Book her.

It's okay, Clark. I'll be okay.

It's all going to work out.
I know it.

We've been in worse jams
than this before.

I think I can handle
a couple of nights

on the inside until I'm cleared.

Just have a little faith
in the justice system.

Isn't that
what you always tell me?

Every murder in this city
deserves our full attention.

It doesn't matter
who the victim is

'or who the suspected
perpetrator is.'

Nobody is above the law
in Metropolis.

Not even a well-respected
figure like Lois Lane.

That is why I will be personally
overseeing this investigation.

Does this have anything
to do with the fact that

you're trailing by twelve
points in the governor's race?

The DA has taken on this case

because it is important,
not because it's political.

Thank you. There will be no
more questions at this time.

Sir. Sir. Excuse me.

Let her go, let her go.

This is almost too easy.
Kill Sikes, frame Lois.

Maneuver the DA into
prosecuting her. I'm bored.

Memo to self. Find hobby.

Alright, Wolcott.

Time for phase two.

Is it ready?

See for yourself.

Ah!

Fantastic.

Do you see them, too?

Oh, yeah, the image targets
the cerebral cortex directly.

Anyone in the vicinity will
think that they're seeing

the butterflies or anything
else we want them to see.

- I feel like a proud father.
- Gee, professor, thank you.

Not you, Wolcott.
The hallucinator.

I spent years in prison
developing it.

Finally it's ready
to be implemented.

Aw.

What's wrong?

I don't
know. It must be a glitch.

You were my assistant for years.
You must have learned something.

Check the frequency modulator.

- That-that's not the problem.
- Then find the problem!

I don't just want
Lois Lane behind bars.

I want that cocky little
reporter

to rot in a hell-hole prison

the rest of her miserable,
worthless life.

Okey-dokey?

'Turn to
your left. Your other left.'

'Thank you.'

'Just relax your thumb.'

'Personal effects, please.'

Matron!

'Hey, where's
my magazine, matron?'

So, Lane,
how'd you like check-in?

It was everything I expected.

Humiliating, embarrassing,
degrading.

I told them to go easy on you.

If you or the indifferent
system you serve

think I'm going to crack,
think again.

I'm an investigative reporter.
I'm used to tough jams.

I thrive on society's
tawdry underbelly.

Do you think I could get
a hypoallergenic pillow?

No.

Well, the human spirit
is stronger than...

Than what?

Than you'd expect.

I just thought
that would be something

you'd want to know
about the human spirit.

I'm a social worker. I don't
care about the human spirit.

I wouldn't mess with her
if I was you.

She abuses the prisoners?

- You see that?
- She did that?

- No. My late husband.
- He's dead?

No. He was due here
two hours ago.

Oh.

Well, I'm
an investigative reporter.

Who thrives on underbellies.
I know.

See, I'm using my brief time
here in... stir..

...to explore it from
the accused's perspective.

Would you mind telling me what
an average day inside is like?

Average? Same as every other day
of every month in every year.

This is my tenth appeal
in ten years. You'll see.

Well, actually, I probably
won't because, uh, I'm innocent.

- And?
- And what?

- I'm innocent.
- Oh. Oh, great.

Well, I hope it works for you.

But if it doesn't, miss.

Maybe it's time
you got real here.

'Cause this place is as real
and mean and forever as it gets.

The caped crusader.

That's Batman.

- You alright?
- Well, you know me.

The glass is always half full.

I'm being serious.

Seriously, this
is an opportunity

a journalist never gets.
I'll be fine.

Other than the fact that
I miss my husband.

He misses you.

We're newlyweds, you know.

I know.

I miss his arms.

His neck.

His lips.

So does he..

...miss those things of yours.

Wow.

He's, um, working on getting
you a first-class attorney

'so you can get out of here.'

Yeah, I've heard that before.

An attorney?

I guess that means they don't
have any other suspects?

You can see why
your husband is worried

that this may be too tough
a situation here.

If it is too tough,
all you have to do

is say the word and he can
lift your spirits.

He already has.

Well, I'd better go.

Thanks for stopping by.

You really do have
friends in high places.

'Ah,
I'm still losing, aren't I?'

Not as bad as before putting
Lois Lane behind bars.

- Really?
- Listen.

The only profession

voters hate worse than
politicians is reporters.

You get a conviction
on her and they'll forget

all about those three
high-profile cases you blew.

- But what if she's innocent?
- We can't afford for her to be.

Ah! Superman, what a surprise!

Mr. District Attorney.
Oh, I hope you don't mind.

I've taken the liberty
of inviting the press.

Oh, I-I'm afraid I-I don't...

Smile, damn it.
Straighten your tie.

Folks, thanks for coming
on such short notice.

I just wanted to announce
that I have decided

to help Mr. Clemmons
with his investigation

into the Sikes case.

Oh, that's great, Superman.

Ha ha. Uh, wh-why?

Because I want to get to
the truth as badly as you do.

And you do want to get
to the truth, don't you?

Of course, Superman. Absolutely.

After all, just like you

I stand for truth, justice
and the American way.

Whatever you need, big fella.
Just name it.

- I need Lois Lane.
- You got it.

- Hmm?
- You want the truth.

And she's the best I know
at uncovering it.

Plus, in this case, I'd say

she has a little bit
of added incentive.

I'd consider it a personal favor

if you would release her
on her own recognizance.

But, um, Lois Lane
is a murder suspect.

Uh, I mean, we can't very well
have her just... walking around

free as a jaybird.

I'll give you
my personal guarantee

that she won't
try to skip town. How's that?

Yeah, but...

You do trust me.
Don't you, Mr. Clemmons?

She's all yours, Superman.

Welcome to my team.

Spineless fool!

Memo to self.

Resist despair.

Turn lemons... into lemonade.

No, this is good.
This is good.

Let Miss Lane
have a taste of freedom.

Give her the cruelest
of all emotions, hope.

Then we'll dash that hope
as quickly as it came.

And tighten the noose
around her lovely neck

a little tighter.

Okay. Let's get down to work.

Okay.

Now, honey

I don't know about you,
but last night was hell for me.

So if you can't take it..

I'm okay.

You-you would tell me,
wouldn't you?

Because you know that
I would never

put up with anything
hurting you.

I completely know that.

So, let's just
figure this mess out

and get me cleared so
I can be home with you.

Okay.

So, I was standing... right here

and Sikes was... a
little closer, right there.

And he tossed me the gun.

Which you thought wasn't loaded.

I saw him take the clip out.

There must have been a bullet
in the chamber.

Okay. Alright. So then..

...you pointed the gun at him
and it just went off?

Oh, God.
What on earth was I thinking?

My mother spanked me
when I pointed a water pistol

at my sister.

I was thinking, "Get the story."
That's what I was thinking.

I wasn't even paying
attention to where the gun was.

What are you doing?

The police never recovered
the bullet shell.

Since the bullet fired by itself

maybe the answer
is in the missing shell.

Aha!

I'm gonna take this to the
crime lab and have it analyzed.

Miss Lane?
Mr. Kent?

Yes, detective?
That's us.

Mr. and Mrs. Lane, Kent.
Lane and Kent.

- How are you?
- Fine. Just fine.

The District Attorney
and I both hope

you enjoyed your apricot muffin
and cappuccino this morning?

- You followed us?
- Accompanied.

From behind. You
two are fast walkers.

Took us a minute to catch up.

- Oh, gee, sorry.
- Oh, that's okay.

The DA's office felt it might
reassure you, Miss Lane

'to feel our presence.'

Everywhere.

Well, thank you.

- Hope it isn't a burden.
- It isn't.

See you.

Constantly.

It's okay, Lois.

So that's how it's gonna be.

I may be out, but they'll
never leave me alone.

Once you're marked as a criminal

they treat you
like a criminal forever.

Hey, you are no criminal.

You're my wife.

I-I won't comment
on an ongoing investigation.

Other than to say
that we're gathering

new evidence all the time
and that Lois Lane

remains the prime suspect
in this case.

Tell me I didn't vote
for that guy.

Okay, thanks.

The police did a scan
on the bullet casing

and couldn't find
anything suspicious.

Great.

Meanwhile, Clemmons is using me

as a stepping stone
to the governor's mansion.

Over my dead body.

Guys, I got a hold
of Sikes' bank records.

Turns out he deposited 5000 in
cash the day before you shot h..

Before that...
gun somehow shot him.

A payoff to set me up?

Could be.

Except that
if Sikes was in on it

how come he ended up dead?

Maybe he wasn't
in on everything.

Maybe someone wanted to frame
me and kill him at the same time.

Jimmy, I want you to go through
all my old case notes involving.

Sikes. Get me a list of
everyone he helped me put away.

You got it.

Uh, Lois, I want you to meet
a good friend of mine.

Angela Winters.

Well, it's a pleasure
to meet you.

A pleasure to meet you, too.

And I wish it were under
better circumstances.

- And you must be..
- Oh, Clark Kent.

I covered the Venturi trial
last month.

And I have to say, I think
that your defense strategy

was absolutely brilliant.

Thank you. Of course, it helped
that Mr. Venturi was innocent.

Uh, so is Lois.

That's what I'm here to prove.

I'm a little confused here.

Aren't we jumping the gun
a little?

I haven't even been charged
with anything yet.

"Yet" being the operative word.

The DA's trying to
convene a grand jury now.

Apparently they've uncovered
some new evidence.

What new evidence?

I heard something about some
woman named Danko

and a videotape.

A videotape?

In the meantime, I have a lot
of catching up to do.

Lois... I need you to tell me

everything you know
about Elroy Sikes.

Well, just keep digging, Jimmy.

And don't forget to check
the old archives.

I upgraded my computer
a couple years ago.

I think I put
the old files on disk.

Thanks. Call me.

- Lois, h-honey, honey.
- I'm fine, really.

Yeah, o-okay, but why don't
you just relax for like a minute

or even 30 seconds?

Hon.. Look, honey, I wallpapered
the entire house by myself

super speed. You can yell at me
for a little while.

Yell at you?
I love the wallpaper.

Oh, I think I have another
box of files upstairs.

I'll get it.

Mom, dad.

Oh, Clark.

- Are you alright?
- Mm-hmm.

We took the first flight out
as soon as we heard.

How's Lois?

- She's okay.
- Oh, it's awful.

The moment you move
into your first home

at last able to put down
roots and the love of your life is

'wrenched away from you
like some common criminal.'

Uh, mom.

We must never show
our fears to..

...Lois.

Oh, honey... I am so sorry.

It's okay, Martha. Really.

- 'Do your folks know?'
- We tried to call them.

It seems they're on safari.

Leave it to them
to attempt a reconciliation

in a country in the middle
of a civil war.

Well, we're gonna go check
into the Metropolis Hotel.

You need anything,
you call us. We'll be here.

Thanks. Clark, why don't you
give them a ride?

Are you sure you're gonna be
okay here by yourself?

I keep telling you I'm fine.
Besides I've got a lot to do.

Okay.

Oh, yeah.

- She's alone.
- Excellent.

'Look out! She's got a gun.'

'Lois Lane!'

'Help!'

Oh, my God!
It's Lois Lane!

She's got a gun..

Sir.

Help!
Help! She's got a gun!

Lois, hold on.
Wh-what are you..

It worked! The
hallucination didn't fluctuate.

It may have fooled those
dullards in the street

but it obviously
didn't fool Superman.

If we're gonna succeed
in putting the final nail

in Lois Lane's coffin,
we're gonna have to get

Mr. Superpain-in-the-butt
out of the way.

Good luck.

Luck has nothing
to do with it, Wolcott.

Preparation is the key.

And I've had years
of preparation.

Years and years
in a nine by seven cell.

Courtesy of Lois Lane.

And now it's time to return
the favor with interest.

Lois.

Clark, what's the matter?

Miss Lane... I think
you'd better come with us.

This is ludicrous.
I never even left the house.

Yeah, but, Lois, even
I thought it was you

until you walked
right through me.

I-it must've been some kind
of hologram or something

but it was not like anything
I have ever seen before.

'Are you sure there's
nobody who can vouch for you?'

- A mailman? Anybody?
- No one. I was all by myself.

So here I am, back in jail

waiting for the grand jury
to decide my fate.

Do you have any idea
who might be after you?

All I know is, whoever it is
has gone to a lot of trouble.

Well, it's all just
circumstantial evidence, right?

I mean, Lois is innocent. Isn't
that the most important thing?

- It should be.
- It will be.

- The hearing's over already?
- Yes.

Well, that was fast
...and not too fast.

I mean, that's a positive sign?

Sometimes, but not today.

I'm afraid you're being
bound over for trial, Lois.

On one count of harassment
with deadly intent

'and one count of murder
in the first degree.'

Order in the court.

'The case of
the people versus Lois Lane'

'is now in session.'

Mr. Clemmons,
call your first witness.

Prosecution calls
Sheila Danko to the stand.

'I was taping
Bobby's skateboard tricks.'

'Check out those moves.'

Then I heard people arguing.

And being naturally inquisitive

I sort of turned
the camera on them.

Then, all of a sudden, boom!
I totally freaked.

I mean, I never saw
anybody get killed before.

Well, except on TV, I mean.

Then, I'm sitting
in the restaurant

minding my own business

and there she is ...trying
to gun me down, too!

Objection, Your Honor.
Move to strike.

Overruled.

Thank you, Miss Danko.

'No further questions.'

This is going better
than I thought.

And I'm climbing in the polls.

Don't get cocky.

No comment.
No comment at this time.

Thank you. Thank you
very much, gentlemen.

Ladies. Thank you.
Thank you.

Yeah?

It's him.

Alright, who is this?

This is your guardian angel.

Now shut up and listen.

You have to make that bullet
casing in evidence inventory

disappear today.
Do you understand?

'Are you crazy?'

'Tamper with evidence
in a capital case?'

I can't compromise
myself like that.

Oh, stop whining.
I hate it when you whine.

Do you want to be governor
or don't you?

- I'm simply saying...
- I gave you that videotape.

I made your case.

And I can unmake it
just as easily.

- Do you want to win or not?
- Of course I want to win.

Well, you won't if that casing's
examined too thoroughly.

So lose it, understand?

And stop slouching.

Clark, son, it's late.

Why don't you go on home
and get some shut-eye?

Yeah. It's okay. Go ahead.

I'll run this stuff on Sikes over
to you as soon as I'm done.

Yeah.

The firing pin.

C.K.?

Every gun leaves a distinctive

firing pin indentation

on the rear of
the bullet casing.

Didn't the police lab
already check that out?

- 'Metro.'
- Detective?

- 'Yeah.'
- Yeah, hi. This is Clark Kent.

When your lab did
an analysis on the shell

did they cross-match it
with the gun's firing pin?

'Look, you got
the report already.'

Yeah, I-I know, I know, I know.

But since Lois says she never
pulled the trigger

maybe the bullet was rigged
to fire by itself somehow.

Y-yeah and if that's the case

then the indentation
on the shell wouldn't match.

- 'I'll check that out.'
- Okay, great. Thanks.

Ha ha! Way to go, Clark.

Unfortunately,
it's a waste of time.

Angela, wh-what do you mean?

I mean the bullet casing
is mysteriously missing

from evidence inventory.
I just found out.

How's that possible?

Well, if I was a
suspicious person.

I would say it
smacks of conspiracy

but... that even makes
me more determined.

Perry, tell me about Lois'
relationship with Sikes.

I mean from way back when.

Oh, well, you know, Sikes, uh..

He was just one of Lois'
informants.

Until he went to prison.

Yeah, that was just
before you and Lois met.

Uh, Sikes tipped Lois
on a baby-for-sale ring

and she ran with the story.

But..

Sikes' info was a little shaky.

A lot of bigwigs
got wrongly implicated.

Must've undermined
her credibility.

Oh, hell happens
to the best of us.

See, Sikes had always
been fairly reliable.

I bet she was furious.

Well, ballistic is
more like it, but then

you know Lois,
she can go ballistic

when she runs out
of cream for her coffee.

Fact is, she forgot
all about Sikes the next day.

She didn't carry a grudge?

Now... just a damn minute...

Look, the prosecution
is looking for a motive.

If I put you on the stand
as a character witness

you can't just give it to them.

You listen to me.

Sikes was a first-class
sleaze ball. Period.

'End of discussion.'

Now, he may have had
words with Lois

but that's as far as it went.

So, yeah, you can put me
on the stand and do it pronto

so I can clear Lois' good name

and we can all get back
to our lives here.

You hear me?

See you in court.

You comin' to Bible class?

Nah, I got 500 more.

You go ahead.

Two thousand nine..

Two thousand ten..

Two thousand eleven..

Two thousand four hundred
ninety nine..

Ohh, two thousand five hundred.

Ahh.

'You cheated.'

- Where'd you come from?
- The usual.

Dumb question.

I love when you do that.

Yeah? How about this?

I can't imagine how I slept all
those nights alone before us.

Me, either.

Lois, honey... are you afraid?

No.

Not even a little bit?

Could you be more specific?

Well, I can't help but..

...feel like we're being
swallowed up by...

A heartless, hungry animal?

A huge hurricane that's
mowing down our lives

and leaving nothing
but rubble in its wake?

Is that how you're feeling?

Yeah.

Of course I do my best work
when I'm on edge.

Honey, I can't believe you've
been sitting on all your fears

holding all this stuff
inside you.

You told me that you would
tell me if things got too bad.

And if I did, you would go
off and do something crazy.

Yeah. You bet I would.

You're my wife.

And I love you.

Anything that helps you
isn't crazy.

Breaking me out of here is

and I know that's
what you're thinking.

I was not thinking that.

I was just sort of feeling that.

Oh, Clark, not only
do you give me hope

you give the world hope and you
do that by obeying the rules.

You lend your strength to help
everybody get a fair deal.

If anybody deserves
a fair deal, it's you.

Even if you weren't my wife.

But if you help me
by breaking the rules

you're going to damage
something you are.

A symbol of
decency, of fairness.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

I know you will.

The right way.

Through the door.

Not the window.

'Open number 3!'

I better go.

I love you.

'Goodnight, Mr. White.'

'Mr. Clemmons, are
you ready to call your next witness?'

Yes, Your Honor.

The prosecution calls
Superman to the stand.

Excuse me.

Maybe somebody
ought to yell "help."

Please state your full name
for the record.

Kal-El, son of Jor-El
and Lara...

Uh, Superman is fine.

I think we know who
the witness is, bailiff.

Uh, very well. Uh, raise
your right hand, please.

Do you solemnly swear that...

I think we can
skip this part, too.

Mr. Clemmons, your witness.

Thank you, Your Honor.

The defense is up next, Wolcott.

Wait for my command.

Superman, isn't it true
that right after

I released the defendant
into your custody

she was seen stalking
a key witness with a gun?

No. It wasn't Lois.

It was a hallucination.

- A what?
- A hallucination.

'Superman, please..'

We've got several citizens
who saw Lois Lane at the scene

with their own eyes.

I can't explain how it works.

I-I don't know.

But the image of Lois
walked right through my body.

I see. Then was it also
some kind of hallucination

that shot and killed
Elroy Sikes?

- Objection!
- Withdrawn.

I take it you can verify
Lois Lane's exact whereabouts

at the time of this
alleged hallucination?

No, I can't.

Were you at the scene
when Mr. Sikes was shot?

No.

Yet you still believe that
Lois Lane is innocent. Why?

Because I know her.

Superman, are you infallible?

Would the court please inquire
as to where this is going..

...if anywhere?

Your Honor, Superman's an
undisputed hero to the people.

'His opinion carries
great weight.'

But I submit that beneath
that seemingly flawless exterior

lies a normal beating heart.

A heart.

Somewhat like yours or mine.

That can cloud judgment or
testimony with real feelings.

That implies you have a heart.

Miss Lane.

I'll be good.

The witness will
answer the question.

Okay, professor.

Here goes.

'How would you characterize'

your relationship
with Lois Lane?

We're friends.

Good friends?

I'm not sure
what you're getting at.

Well, she's married
to your close friend

Clark Kent, isn't she?

Yes.

So would you say
you're as close to her

as you are to him?

I'd say that would be fair.

In fact, you've saved her life

on more than one occasion,
isn't that right?

Yes.

Is that what you're trying

to do now, Superman?

Isn't it true, you'd do anything
to save Lois Lane's life?

- Yes, but...
- At the expense of justice?

Objection!
He's leading the witness.

Isn't it true..

...that you're more than just
good friends with Lois Lane?

Isn't it true?

I daresay that you might even
love Lois Lane?

'Your Honor.'

I repeat the question.

Do you love Lois Lane, Superman?

I can say
beyond a shadow of a doubt..

...that Clark Kent
loves Lois Lane..

...and I respect that love,
just like I respect the truth.

And my job
is to uphold the truth.

And that is what
I would do anything for.

We just received
word that a giant meteor

is about to hit London
at any moment..

Your Honor, excuse me, please,
but there's an emergency.

The prosecution rests.

Miss Winters?

The defense calls Perry White
to the stand.

Now, Wolcott.

'Please state your full name
for the record.'

My name is Perry Jerome White.

'Please be seated.'

Superman, there is a terrible
pileup in Piccadilly Circus.

We need your help.

Oh, I've known Lois ever since
she first started

as a research assistant
at the "Planet," uh..

...eight or ten years ago.

And how would you describe
your relationship with her?

I'd describe it more

father-daughter than
editor-reporter.

'So you would
describe her as a good reporter?'

No. I'd describe her
as being a great reporter.

'The best there is.'

Would you tell us
about Miss Lane's

dealings with Elroy Sikes?

He was just her snitch.

Until he double-dealt
her and went to jail.

Did she ever mention Mr. Sikes
while he was serving his time?

Well, the truth is..

...Lois was pretty upset with
him for hurting her credibility.

But she got over it.
Isn't that right?

Not really. Uh... Lois has
a bit of a temper, you see.

Perry!

I'm sorry, honey,
but, uh, I'm under oath.

Uh, Your Honor, I-I'd like
a five minute recess to...

Uh, no. Let's get this o..

No, let's get this over with.

It's hard enough as it is.

Sikes almost ruined her career.

And she told me
in no uncertain terms..

...that one day
she'd get even with him.

And those are the cold,
hard facts, ma'am.

- That's a lie!
- Order.

Perry, why are you doing this?

Miss Lane, sit down or I
will hold you in contempt.

This voice synthesizer makes me
sound just like you, doesn't it?

I'm sorry, Lois

but my conscience won't let me
lie for you anymore.

No further questions with
this witness, Your Honor.

I don't blame you.

Mr. Clemmons,
would you care to cross?

Why bother?

I hope you're enjoying the show.

Because you're not
gonna remember

any of this after it's over.

Lois?

Clark, where have you been?

London. There was a meteor
headed for the city.

But it was just
another hallucination.

Anyway, it left the place
in a complete mess.

I heard what happened in court.

I don't understand it.

Perry got up there
and started telling

all these horrible lies.

I looked for him just now,
but he's nowhere to be found.

There has to be some explanation
why he did it.

Maybe the
explanation is obvious.

I'm guilty.

What?

I said I'm guilty of arrogance

of thinking that
because I'm famous

and popular educated and polite.

Well, not always polite but
all of those other things that

I was special.

Honey, you are special.

And even though
I know the system

can be unfair to some people

I never thought it
would be unfair to me.

Lois, we're gonna
get to the truth.

The truth is..

I don't know.

Maybe I deserve this.

Honey, stop it.

Now, remember.

No matter what happens
we're together

through everything.

Verdict's in!
Let's go, Lane.

Will the defendant please rise.

Lois Lane, the people of
Metropolis have found you

'guilty of murder
in the first degree.'

Lois! Lois! Look this way!

'No contact
with the prisoner.'

Ha-ha!

'Court's adjourned.'