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'But none of that
can deter me from the sacred duty'

'that you have entrusted
into my hands.'

'The tragic fact that Lois Lane'

'was one of our
leading citizens'

'is only further proof
that in Metropolis'

no one is above the law.

I believe the sentence
of death is wholly fitting.

The crime itself caught
on video tape.

The motive established
by the shocking

testimony of Perry White,
editor of the...

Turn that thing off!

They wanna execute
my wife, Perry.

Son, it's.. It's late.

You've been through hell.

Why don't you go on home.

There's nothing there for me.

Clark, I've been on the
phone with the DA all day.

I never testified against Lois.

You believe me, don't you?

Of course I believe you, chief.

It was a trick,
and we'll figure it out

but right now, I just..

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.

Uh, if there's
anything I can do.

Will the
defendant please rise.

Lois Lane, the people
of Metropolis..

...have found you guilty

of murder in the first degree.

Guilty of
murder in the first degree.

Guilty of murder
in the first degree.

Clark. Superman?

What are you doing?

Shh. It's okay. There's
no one in the next cell.

The whole place is asleep.

I have been dreaming
about you all night.

When I saw you standing
there, I thought I was dreaming.

Oh, God, I'm so scared.

Clark, you gotta go

they check my cell
every 20 minutes.

I am going.

- And so are you.
- What?

I'm taking you out of here.

What do you mean you're
taking me out of here?

I lay on that cot
every single night

secretly wishing that
that's just what you'll do

but you can't.

Don't you understand
what that would do to you?

The issue here isn't me,
it's you.

You are the person that I
love more than anything in life.

I'm not gonna watch
my wife sit in jail

waiting to die for something
she didn't do

no matter what happens to me.

You've spent your
life serving justice.

Exactly.

And you're innocent.

Together, we're gonna
prove that.

Now, if that isn't serving
justice, I don't know what is.

You being irrational.

I sort of love that.

Come on.

- You sure about this?
- I'm sure that I love you.

Memo to self, did Machiavelli
have a point of view on revenge?

Find out.

Now, access needed
to S.T.A.R. Labs.

Must find space to stash
hallucination generator.

Send front page of "Daily
Planet" out for framing.

Wolcott, are you
getting all this?

I don't get why we write
everything down

when you've recorded it.

Backup, Wolcott.

Backup is all that
stands between us and...

Systems failure. I know.

Do..

Do you think anyone knows
we're up here?

Of course not.

This bell tower has been
abandoned for over 30 years.

I selected it myself in
the event, however unlikely

that I'd be masterminding
a plot to ruin my enemies

and murder thousands.

Good thing I took the time.

Memo to self, buy rattrap.

Lois Lane is taken care of.

- What's next?
- Targets two and three.

Dr. Klein, my former boss
at S.T.A.R. Labs

and Superman,
muscle-bound goody-goody.

It's all part of an equation,
Wolcott.

Klein found out I was
selling weapons technology

'to unfriendly nations.'

He fired me from S.T.A.R. Labs

blabbing the story to
Lois Lane, who printed it

and to Superman, who captured
me and took me to jail.

This, multiplied by years
of simmering hatred

and stifled genius equals what?

'Revenge. Revenge. Revenge.'

That's like what? New math?

Sheila, I told you
never to come here

unless it was an emergency.

Well, I consider myself going
mental an emergency, alright?

Excuse me for living.

- What is it now?
- I just got this feeling.

I mean, I shot that video.
They show it in court.

'Lois Lane is gonna die.'

I'm getting hot flashes here.

I wouldn't worry about
going mental, Sheila.

That would require mentality.

And you can't feel guilt.

I hired you because
you're completely immoral.

Well, I never got anybody
killed before.

No? Well, I did.

And if you think of breathing
a word of this to anyone

you'll be just another
head on my wall.

You have heads?

I speak metaphorically.

Goodbye.

- You see any cops?
- Nope.

Listen to us.

Just to meet us
you'd never think of us

as Bonnie and Clyde.

Of course, there's no Clyde.

I'm the one who's
a hardened criminal.

Honey, you are not
a hardened criminal.

- Well, I'm a wanted fugitive.
- There's a big difference.

That's very comforting.

Remember that TV show,
"The Fugitive?"

Richard Kimble was the fugitive.

He was wrongly convicted.

He escaped to prove
his innocence

and eventually he did.

How long did it take?

I think the show ran four years.

I didn't even pack a toothbrush.

It sure has been stormy lately.

I wonder how bad it's gonna get.

'And as District Attorney'

'I can assure you that this
office will not rest'

'until mad-dog killer, Lois
Lane is brought to justice.'

- Mad-dog killer.
- Honey.

'State Troopers are scouring
the state for "Mad-Dog."'

Oh, now it's just, "Mad-Dog."

'And although Superman is not
a suspect at this time'

'his involvement in the escape
has been called into question.'

'Anyone spotting Superman..'

So now they're watching
the skies too.

I knew they would be.
That's why we're not flying.

But you could fly fast enough
to be invisible.

Yeah, but you'd be vaporized.

Vaporized.

That would be bad.
Vaporized. That would be bad.

Oh, Clark, I know
this is it. This is it.

Honey, all we have to do is
just be very careful

lay low, and we'll be..

'All available
units prepare to shutdown

'and divert outbound
highway traffic.'

What are you hearing?

Maybe we're gonna have to lay
a little lower than I thought.

I just picked up a police call.

They're setting up roadblocks.

Isn't this place called
the Cozy Motel?

Yeah.

- Well, they lied.
- Yeah..

Sorry about the room, honey.

It's probably the best
we're gonna do tonight.

Oh, well, I'm sorry I got
a little upset in the car.

First time you hear
yourself called Mad-Dog

you get upset, anyone would.

Well, you know, we never did
have an out-of-town honeymoon.

And this is definitely
out-of-town.

You know how to
show a girl a good time.

What?

'Open up.'

'Open up. It's the police.'

Just a minute.

- Sir, are you alone here?
- Here?

Right here in this room? Yeah.

'Have you noticed
a madwoman lurking about?'

What kind of madwoman?

Vicious, homicidal, maniacal.

- A handful.
- "Mad-Dog" Lane.

- Was that a creak?
- What a creak?

- Thought I heard a creak.
- I didn't hear a creak.

- Could swear I heard a creak.
- Wasn't a creak.

- No creak.
- No creak at all.

Well, I'll keep my eye
peeled for that lunatic.

'A guy can never be
too careful.'

- Thanks, officer.
- Thank you, sir.

That lunatic?

A guy can never be too careful?

Honey, what did you
want me to say?

Uh, lighten up, officer,
I'm married to that lunatic?

No. Even if am a lunatic,
I'm still your lunatic.

You know that's
what I think, honey.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

You know, Clark.

I am so grateful
to be out of that prison

and here with you.

But I just.. I never
actually thought that

that we would be
dodging roadblocks

and hiding from cops.

I mean, we can't spend
the rest of our lives like this.

Which is why we're gonna
unravel this case

and figure out
who's framing you.

Here's that list of anyone
with a grudge against you.

And those are just my relatives.

It's the people
you sent to jail.

Not everyone, just scientists.

Making an entire
courtroom full of people think

that Perry was
testifying against you

took some pretty
advanced technology.

So did making a gun
fire a bullet all by itself.

Plus whoever it was
must have been angry

to devise a scheme like that.

Well, traditionally,

people who get sent
to jail are pretty angry.

Do you think you
could narrow it down

to the three angriest?

You know..

All I ever wanted was to get
to the bottom of a problem

and make it better.

I'm beginning to think people
don't appreciate that anymore.

All they do is take
the "Daily Planet"

and wrap old fish in it

and I get convicted of murder.

Well, I appreciate it, honey.

Let's get to work.

See, this list isn't so bad.

Five people threatened
to sue you.

Well, that's not so awful.

Two hundred threatened
to kill you.

Oh.

Yeah, but only six
have the background

to create those hallucinations.

Don't be upset, honey.

You follow your heart.

You do the right thing.

That why you love me?

And you have a really
great body.

This being
a hard-bitten newswoman

sure is more fun
than it used to be.

'Oh.'

The Project K reports
are on your desk, Bernard.

You'd better review them

since I obviously
have no credibility.

Oh, congratulations
on your promotion.

Bains, I didn't wanna be
New Projects Chief.

I didn't ask for it.

I know you wanted it.
I don't even like Project K.

Of course you don't.
It was my idea.

I just think
the Defense Department

has enough ways of turning
a bajillion people into toast.

But not like this.
Not in seconds.

'Leaving buildings
completely intact.'

I know, I know.

You've seen how lethal
kryptonite is to Superman.

'My Hybrid Kryptonite'

is equally dangerous
to Earth humans.

Or it would be if you
hadn't thrown a wrench

in the works by tattling
on Professor Cole.

The man was unhinged
and unstable.

The man was brilliant.

He was this close to a method

of exposing millions
to Hybrid K at once

and you sent him to jail.

I did not personally
send him to jail.

There are laws against
what he did.

Visionaries should be exempt
from the laws of lesser mortals.

You're sounding
a little unhinged

and unstable yourself.

Bains. Oh, Bains.

I'm sorry if I sound
a little cranky.

I'm under a lot of pressure.

'But even you should see
Cole had to be stopped.'

Bains?

Test worked. He bought the
Bains hallucination completely.

'But even you should..'

'But even you should see
Cole had to be stopped.'

But I wasn't stopped.

I can expose millions
to Hybrid Kryptonite

while you're not even
close to a method.

All I need is the Hybrid K.

Memo to self,
devise added revenge

for "Unhinged
and unstable," remark.

What do we do with him?

Well, I'm about to annihilate
quite a few folks in Metropolis.

The more the merrier.

Yes?

'This is your best friend
in the world.'

The one who handed you
a murder conviction

and possibly the governorship.

Who the hell are you?

'Someone you want
as your best friend'

not your worst enemy.

The Lane woman is still
on the loose.

I know that.

'Then you also know'

your poll numbers are falling

like parakeet droppings
in a birdcage.

I can handle it. All I have
to do is bring in Lois Lane.

That's exactly what
you have to do.

Or I just might have to reveal

a certain destroying
of evidence on your part.

No one can accuse me
of destroying evidence.

I have it under my control
at all times.

Have it right now, do you?

Of course.

Because if anyone
were to find it.

You'd be finished.

Of course I have it.

You're breathing
awfully hard, counselor.

I didn't rise to this
prominent position

by losing things.

You lost Lois Lane.

Find her or you'll lose
everything.

I got your note
back at the motel.

Sorry it took me so long.

Metropolis PD took forever
questioning me about you.

You sure this place is safe?

I had to get out of that room.

At least out here in the country

I don't feel like such
a fugitive.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- Honey, don't panic.

Don't panic. Don't panic.
Yes, don't panic.

Has the bullet I supposedly
fired turned up?

No. It vanished
from evidence lockup.

If we could just
find that Sheila

that woman that taped
that eyewitness video.

She sort of vanished too.

Do we have the whereabouts
of the guys

we came up with on that list?

Not exactly.

You let me know when
it is a good time to panic.

Your mother left 45
messages telling you to call her.

There you go. Now I'll panic.

Ready, miss?

Thanks. We weren't gonna
have anything.

Actually, I would like a chicken
sandwich on sourdough bun

with a slice of Bermuda onion

and no mayonnaise, some
Dijon mustard on the side.

And if you don't have
sourdough, seven grain will be fine.

And I'd like some
iced chamomile tea

with a slice of lemon, no lime.

And some boysenberry pie.
Just a piece.

Heated to room temperature.

- Sir?
- Nothing. Thank you.

- Honey?
- What?

I'm no expert, but I think
that when you're on the I am

you forego the subtleties

of cuisine in favor
of staying low-key.

Clark, being in jail reminded me

that every breath of free air
should be savored as special.

Where you going?

Forgot to ask for a dill pickle.

Excuse me, sir?
Do you think I could get some?

I know who you are.

Excuse me.

Well, obviously, the jig is up.

- Honey.
- This is ridiculous.

- I'm turning myself in.
- I'm trying to super-hear.

When you're standing
this close and talking

it's like you're sticking
a knife in my head.

Honey, so if you could stop
for just a second, please?

I'm sorry. I'll stop talking.

Unfortunately, so did they.

- Thanks.
- Alright.

I told him I hadn't seen anyone.

I'm Lou.

Like I said, I know who you are.

See, everyday people like me,
we worry about

keeping our families safe
and our businesses open.

We have small lives.

But you fight for us
when we can't do it ourselves.

I just want you to know
we appreciate it.

And I'm real sure you didn't
kill anyone, Miss Lane.

This tape, which I will give
to the cops

will ease my tortured
conscience.

Lois Lane, like so many
women before her

is a pawn in a bigger game.

A dupe in a scurrilous scheme.

Uh.. Oh.

A puppet in a putrid ploy.

Thanks for coming.
I need to talk to you.

Let's go over here.

Please, let's talk over here
where no one can see us.

'No.'

'Please. No!'

You didn't have to come
into town, you know.

- It's just not all that safe.
- Clark, I'm fine.

You change your whole identity
with a pair of glasses.

I've gone the extra mile here.

Just saying, I could've run
down a few leads on my own.

- That's all.
- We're a team.

I don't want you
doing all the work

just because I've
been inconvenienced.

Inconvenienced?

Honey, you've been sent
to death row.

Anyway, I wanna find out more

about that bullet disappearing.

So why don't you go
check in at the "Planet"?

Okay, fine. I'll meet you.

'Victim is a
female, Sheila Danko.'

Police call.

That woman who taped you
holding the gun on Sykes

was just murdered.

Sheila.

And they found a hidden video
camera at the crime scene.

Maybe Superman ought to go
check out that camera.

Great idea. Go.
Let's see some tights.

I'm going, I'm going. Jeez.

'I been tailing
Kent since he got back into town.'

'He's with a woman.'

'Yeah, that's her.'

- Are you receiving?
- Yes, yes.

Got her.

Now, if this woman had,
say, dark hair.

'And we took off
a little makeup'

and the glasses.

Well, surprise, surprise.

Oh, Clark. There you are.

I've been worried sick
about Lois.

- How is she?
- How is she, chief?

- She's at large.
- Yeah but how is she?

Are you assuming
that I know where she is?

I'm assuming that
I know you, son.

She's doing okay, chief.

You tell her we love her.

Thanks, chief.

C.K., I'm trying to find
anyone who might be

doing research
in creating hallucinations

but I'm coming up dry.

You sure Superman really saw
what he said he saw?

- Think he could have been?
- Hallucinating?

Yes, Jimmy,
he was hallucinating.

But somebody made him
hallucinate

what he hallucinated.

Oh, I see.

Your brain can be stimulated
to make you think

you're tasting something.

I think, figured out a way
to make you think

that you're seeing something.

Well, whoever it is,
he's not here.

Of course, I won't rest
until I find him.

This tape, which I will give
to the cops

will ease my tortured
conscience.

'Lois Lane'

The lady who taped Lois shooting.

Holding the gun that
somehow shot that guy.

Jimmy, the woman
on this tape was murdered.

What?

- Where'd this come from?
- A hidden video camera.

Superman was at the crime scene.

He took the tape to forensics
and made me a copy.

- Well, then...
- Shh.

Thanks for
coming. I need to talk to you.

'Let's go over here.'

'Please, let's talk over here
where no one can see us.'

'Please. No!'

Wow.

She must've been
trying to get someone to talk

to her on tape
but we'll never know who.

Conference room.

Yeah. I'd be interested
in a meeting.

I'm at the park across
from the Hall of Justice.

I hope you're kidding.

No, no. Wait.
Why would you be kidding?

I have news. Hurry.

Man.

Jimmy, it looks like there's
some image reflected

in this piece of mirror
right here.

It's so tiny.

But a lab could
blow the image way up.

Just try it, okay?

Sure. C. K., are you alright?

Yeah, Jimmy. I'm sorry.

- I just got a lot on my mind.
- I know.

Tell Lois we miss her.

Yeah.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Yes, sweetheart.

Are you crazy?

The guy who put you away
is right in there.

You are upset.
Your suit's showing.

I've got news.

So do I.

Recognize him?

Yeah.

Professor Jefferson Cole.

Is he out?

I think he just
murdered someone.

What? Who?

That woman who
videotaped you shooting..

Uh, holding that gun
that somehow shot Sykes.

- He's connected to her?
- And to you.

He's right there on the list
of people who hated you.

And could've created
the hallucination.

You, me, and Dr. Klein
put him away.

He was not very happy.

With any of us.
The guy is a mechanical genius.

If anyone could
make a bullet fire

without a trigger
being pulled, it's him.

Which brings me to my news.

I found out about
that bullet casing.

At 11:05, it was
in evidence lockup

when the guard was called away.

And when he returned
at 11:10, it was gone.

I got a hold
of the phone records.

Guess where the call came from.

The DA's office.

You are the best.

Maybe I'll should do that

"hover around the
building and X-ray" thing.

I was hoping you would.

Please don't do anything
adventurous while I'm gone.

I will remain completely
inconspicuous.

Hmm.

Oh, just do it.

Hello, Mother? It's me.

I'm, you know, fine.

I..

I walked out, Mother.
It's a long story.

Well, I'm sorry this has taken
such a terrible toll on you.

I'm sorry that you had
to double your medication.

Yes, I know medication
is not cheap.

What?

Bloodhounds lose the scent
if I hide in water?

I'll try and remember that.
I've gotta go.

I just didn't want you
to worry. Really. I'm..

I'm perfectly safe.

Lois Lane will be
brought to justice.

That is what I called
you here to say.

The faulty cell door
that allowed her to escape

is being investigated

and security measures
will be tripled

when this ruthless killer

is once again behind bars.

Rest assured that this
administration will not sleep

while "Mad-Dog"
Lane is at large.

No one is above the law.
Thank you.

Mr. Clemmons, is there any speculation

as to where "Mad-Dog?"

I had nothing to do with that.
They just showed up.

I checked the whole building.

If the DA is hiding the
bullet, it's not in there.

You know what?
If he was really nervous..

- He'd keep it really close.
- That was my thought.

- No more questions.
- One more.

- One question, Mr. Clemmons.
- I've nothing to say.

"Daily Planet" wants to know.

- Get off!
- Sorry about that, sir.

I'm really sorry.

I am sorry. Sorry about
I'm sorry.

- Really sorry.
- Calm down.

Sorry.

'Sorry, sir.'

Dropping him again
was a nice touch.

Someone that slippery
is tough to hold onto.

Any luck?

You are the best.

No, I haven't looked
at the vacation schedules.

Do you understand?
I am a scientist.

What?

No, I haven't thought about
the Christmas party.

Superman, take it from me

don't ever become
an administrator.

My life is a living hell.

- Heigh ho, Dr. Klein.
- Heigh ho?

I'm here on a matter
of national security.

A terrorist cell
has become aware of Project K.

You know about Project K?

You know, I have the highest
security clearance.

Otherwise, I couldn't
be in this room.

The Defense Department wants
the Hybrid Kryptonite moved

to storage until
additional security

can be implemented here.

Superman, it's deadly stuff.

I suppose you
have written orders.

Of course.

Now, if you'll fetch
the Hybrid Kryptonite.

I'll instruct you
where to take it.

You see what I mean, Superman?

If I weren't New Projects Chief

I wouldn't be stuck
doing this stuff.

Yes, Dr. Klein,
I see what you mean.

You obviously weren't ready
for promotion.

Well, that's a little rude.

- Hey, if the shoe fits.
- Heigh ho.

It's an alley between
Gold Street and Hudson.

Third door. Meet you there.

Clark. I'm fine. Really.

Just promise you won't
take any more chances.

Alright. I'll go back
to the motel

but get that bullet
to S.T.A.R. Labs.

- Fine. Just be careful.
- Of course.

Besides, what else
could possibly happen?

Don't even gasp.

What do you want?

I'm making a citizen's arrest.

Superman!

Dr. Klein, I need to see you.

- You just saw me.
- I didn't.

- Yes, you did.
- Where'd I see you?

- You know.
- No I don't.

- You don't know?
- I have no idea.

You and I didn't just go
on a secret government mission?

No.

We didn't move
the Hybrid Kryptonite?

No.

We didn't take it
to safekeeping?

No.

Superman, forgive me,
but you are losing it, my boy.

Dr. Klein,
what is Hybrid Kryptonite?

The most dangerous substance
in the world.

It was the government's idea.

- You just took it somewhere?
- To a drop off point.

So special agents could
place it in safekeeping.

God. If you didn't
tell me to, who did?

A hallucination.

But, that's completely
unauthorized.

Yes, it is.

I have a feeling
that Hybrid Kryptonite

is now in the hands
of Jefferson Cole.

Oh, I hope not.

He's insane.

I'd like a cocktail now.

Dr. Klein,
I need you to tell me

where this drop off point is.

I'll try and find that stuff,
but is it deadly to me too?

It can pretty much destroy
anyone without harming property

so it's environmentally
friendly.

While I'm gone, I want you to
microanalyze this bullet casing.

I think that Cole
rigged it to fire

so he could frame Lois Lane.

No calls.

What? No, I haven't..

No.

Oh, no.

Apparently there was
just a news bulletin.

Anonymous sources say
most of Metropolis

will die in exactly 15 minutes

due to exposure to
a deadly substance.

Survivors, if any,
can thank Superman

and Dr. Bernard
Klein for their misery.

I was right.

Two feet, seven inches
of rope precisely.

One more inch
and there would've been slop.

And I'm anything but sloppy,
Miss Lane.

So it falls to me to complete
the task the state botched up.

Your execution.

Oh, you're right.

The irony leaves one speechless.

You, who once put me away

about to be put away

by the object
of her put-awaying.

Now, the real excitement for
you other than your annihilation

is to get to watch
the bulk of Metropolis die

before you do.

With your cohorts
Klein and Superman

shouldering the blame.

Chief!

Chief, any more word from this
nut case threatening the city?

Oh, no. And no one
can locate him.

Not even Superman.

Eyewitnesses say
Superman and Klein

took this Hybrid stuff from
the vault in S.T.A.R. Labs

and delivered it to
some terrorist group.

Well, if I had to, I would guess

that this terrorist group

was really Jefferson Cole
out for revenge.

That guy that you
and Lois put in jail?

Yeah, yeah, but what
about Superman and Klein?

If had to guess on that one,
I would guess

that Superman who went to Klein
was really a hallucination.

Like the hallucination of you
that testified against Lois.

Well, that's pretty
impressive guessing.

You got anything to back it up?

- Well.
- C.K.

The video frame you
asked me to enlarge

shows Jefferson
Cole in the reflection

just before Sheila died.

And guess who was in the same
prison with Cole

at the very same time.

Elroy Sykes,
the guy Lois supposedly shot.

I guess I do, chief.
Come on, come on.

This isn't good.

- Now where are you going?
- Chief!

Something's happening
outside in the sky.

Memo to self,
kudos are in order.

I could win a Nobel Prize.

If they ever add that
atrocities category.

I've been seeding clouds
for weeks, Lois.

Preparing to launch
a storm directly

on the streets of Metropolis.

But no one will be singing
in this rain.

It's laced
with Hybrid Kryptonite.

Pure death droplet by droplet.

And they were worried
about the ozone.

It's gone.

It can't be gone.

It's gone.

Hello. Excuse me, Sister.

Have you seen a bullet?

Kind of bent.

You know, like it's been used.

No!

It didn't affect him.

Look at that freak.

'I had the whole city
keeling over out there'

'and he's healthy as a horse.'

Well, the same can't be
said for you.

Goodbye, Lois,
for the second time.

You're only postponing
the inevitable.

Freeze.

I'm not gonna say it again.

That's for sure.

- You rang?
- 'Professor Cole'

we gotta get out of here,
Superman, uh..

Well, never mind then.

'I just had to call and
thank you again, Dr. Klein.'

Your testimony about
the hallucination device

and the rigged bullet
really helped clear me.

Well, it certainly cleared me.

That bullet was amazing,
Miss Lane.

Microcircuitry of a near
molecular size.

Did you know that
I'm management now?

'I heard. Congratulations.'

I hate it.

Oh, bye.

- Forget your key?
- Nope.

Oh, they're beautiful.

Well, the acting DA decided
not to pursue my big jailbreak.

They wanna put this whole
embarrassing incident

behind them.

Aren't you comin' inside?

I want you to come out
here first.

Out there.

There's something that I never
quite got around to doing.

Oh.

Aww.

You..

Now it's even more official.

Finally, we can spend our first
quiet evening at home together.

Finally.

Oh, Clark, there was a time
when I thought I would rather die

'than sit around
with my husband'

'watching TV and talking
about the day.'

I gotta tell you.
It sounds wonderful.

Here's to us

sitting around just being
an old married couple.

Oh, yeah. That's us, alright.

Mmm.

Ah.

So how about the wallpaper?

Do you think we should
take it down

and put it back up together
so that we can bond?

Nah.

I decided there are
more important things

a newlywed couple
can do together to bond.

Race you upstairs.

'No cheating. No superpowers.'