- Previously on "Superman and Lois"...
- Sounds like your daughter wanted to be in your life,
but you just couldn't walk away from revenge summer camp.
[both grunt]
- [sobs] I thought I was gonna die.
- Otis Grisham. - Luthor must have sent him.
Luthor!
We are going to end you.
[thudding]
- I always knew Superman was a façade.
Now, they see who you really are!
- Luthor will keep sending people
unless we don't keep it a secret.
My name is Clark Kent, and I am Superman.
- You're doing this wrong. - What are you thinking?
- The first thing we need to do is get you a killer suit.
[siren wails]
The board's excited you agreed to do the interview.
They think it'll go a long way towards public perception
and help drive our stock price up.
Bash even asked me to pass along his gratitude.
- I'm not doing this for Bash.
- He doesn't need to know that.
- Is Milton set?
- The appointment's in less than an hour.
That'll give him enough time to get it done.
- That should do it, sir.
[dramatic music]
Not bad.
♪ ♪
- I'm trusting you, Amanda.
This needs to work.
- It will.
After today, the whole world is going to be on your side.
♪ ♪
- If you need anything, let us know.
[indistinct chatter]
- I'm gonna talk to General Hardcastle.
This is not what I meant by keeping things
as normal as possible.
- She was just trying to keep the looky-loos away.
- You OK?
- My hands won't stop sweating.
- Everything's gonna be fine.
- This "scanxiety" is real.
I just want to know one way or the other,
do I still have cancer or not?
- Yeah.
Day by day.
That's how I got this far.
And we're gonna get through this,
no matter what the results are.
They are a little sweaty.
- Hey, guys, check this out.
Jamie Kennedy texted us.
- Called us the Super Twins.
- What's wrong?
- Today's your mother's checkup.
- Oh, my gosh. We completely forgot.
- Mom, I'm so sorry.
- It's OK.
There's been a lot going on around here.
- Well, do you want us to come with you?
- No. Go have fun with Nat and Candice.
- You sure?
- Mm-hmm.
- We'll let you know what happens.
- Love you, Mom. - Love you.
Love you.
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
- You ready?
[keyboard clacking]
- All right. Got to get going.
The movie's starting soon. - Hold on.
We need to go over these schematics before you leave.
- Well, if anything's wrong, we could just fix it tomorrow.
- Bug, the deadline's today, not tomorrow.
The DOD has strict guidelines.
If we're gonna keep building weapons for them
and not just be in the field, it needs to work.
- Fine. I'll skip the movie.
- [sighs]
Are you sure you want to keep doing this?
- Of course.
It's just, we work a lot.
- That's not gonna change.
Bug, this kind of job, leading a team like Squad K,
there's always something to do.
- And I'll do it.
- Because you want to,
or because you told your grandfather you would
right before he died?
Clark is back.
The boys have powers.
I mean, if you're having second thoughts,
now's the time to tell me.
- I've got to text Jon that I'm not going.
- You know what?
I got it.
Go. Have some fun.
- Thanks, Dad.
- [sighs]
[beeping] - John, a vehicular accident
on County Road Q has been reported.
- Isn't Lois's checkup today?
- I told Clark I'd cover for them.
- Come on, let's go.
[dramatic music]
[whooshing]
[beeping]
- Got him.
- Somebody help me!
- Get the fire. I got the driver.
- Copy.
- Please, please.
I can't get out. [beeping]
My seatbelt's stuck.
- Just stop moving. I got you.
- Oh, thank you.
Thank you so much.
[panting]
- You're buying all that?
It seems like a lot.
- Candice never texted me back,
so I wasn't sure what she wanted.
- Don't think that you can just park your truck in our lot
and go to the movies because you're, like, celebrities now.
- Are you still mad at me for quitting?
- Yep, so move your truck. [scanner beeps]
OK. $27.16.
[crowd clamoring]
- Did you hear that?
- What, are you gonna pay for this or--
[crowd clamoring]
- It's kind of crazy.
What are they here for?
- Oh, my God.
There they are!
[women screaming] - For us.
[crowd clamoring]
- Jordan's so hot.
- Nat's.
- I love you, guys. - Dude, come on.
- This doesn't seem normal. I mean, what's taking so long?
My ultrasound was a half an hour ago.
- I'm sure they're just being thorough.
- Yeah, but that's why I scheduled it for the morning,
was to minimize the freakin' wait.
- So sorry for the delay, Lois. - It's OK.
- Or is it?
- Here's the card for Dr. Gore's office.
He's a good friend of mine.
I want you to call him first thing tomorrow
to schedule your surgery.
- Surgery?
- Skin's healing nicely.
No lumps, no lymphedema in the arms.
You're done with your treatments, Lois.
[soft music]
- [laughs] I'm done.
- You did it, babe.
♪ ♪
- I think Bazoombas is in order tonight.
Invite everyone.
We are celebrating like high schoolers
whose parents are out of town.
- OK, but we have high schoolers.
- Yes.
And tonight, their parents are out of town.
- [laughs] - This was Lois Lane.
- And that's why you're speaking out now.
- I felt that after months of trying to reconcile,
it was finally time for me to go on record,
tell the public the truth
about the world's most famous reporter.
[dramatic music]
- Remind the audience.
How many years were you imprisoned?
- 17.
- 17 years for a crime you didn't commit.
That must have been frustrating knowing you were innocent.
- I always knew the truth would come out eventually,
but I'd be lying if I said my faith didn't waver.
- Of course. Of course.
And so it must have come as quite the surprise
when Lois Lane, the reporter who famously linked Lex Luthor
to Boss Moxie's murder, ends up publishing
the article exonerating you.
- Not really.
- Not really?
- Ms. Lane always knew I was innocent.
It was her friend, Peia Mannheim,
who, in fact, committed those crimes.
But taking down a billionaire
always makes for a better story.
- Of course, a much better story.
And yet, Ms. Lane claims to only have met Ms. Mannheim
most recently when they were both receiving
chemotherapy treatments at Hob's Bay.
- Convenient alibi.
- How so?
- Look, after Ms. Mannheim almost leveled
half of Metropolis, there was no more hiding
what her true abilities were.
- Hmm.
- Lois knew people would connect
the dots to Moxie's murder,
so she got out, in front of the story.
That doesn't hide the fact that she lied.
- She lied?
Did she ever reach out to apologize?
- I went to her, hoping to hear she was sorry,
even thought about moving LuthorCorp
to Smallville to bring jobs to her community.
Instead, Lois accused me of other crimes
without any evidence, threatening that she was
going to put me away again.
And then she turned the town against me.
- Well, that sounds like the single worst apology
I have ever heard in my life.
- Me, too. [chuckles]
And I was in prison for 17 years.
- 17 years.
Lex Luthor, tell me, what brings you here?
Now, what is it that you hope to get from Lois Lane?
- The truth.
- The truth hardly seems likely,
given the smear campaign she's waged against you
all these years.
- Lois Lane claims to be a champion for justice.
- Hmm.
- If she really believes that,
then I challenge her to come here and debate me,
face to face.
- Face to face would be a fascinating exchange.
When and where would that take place?
- Tonight.
You do have a 7 o'clock show, don't you?
- Yes.
Yes, we do.
Well, this is--
this is quite the development.
Lois Lane, if you're watching-- and let's face it, who isn't?
Mr. Lex Luthor and the "Godfrey!" Crew
will be right here at 7:00 PM sharp.
The question the rest of America wants to know is,
will you?
[tense music]
More "Godfrey!" right after this.
♪ ♪
- I should've known he was planning something like this.
- This isn't like Luthor. He hates being on TV.
- Well, he looked pretty comfortable to me.
- He's just trying to get under your skin.
- Yeah, well, mission accomplished.
But if he thinks I will not confront him on camera--
- Lois. - What?
I have the truth on my side, Clark,
not to mention, a star witness.
- Otis Grisham is the only witness
with any real information on Luthor,
and the DOD has not made a deal with his lawyers yet.
- But when they do, Otis will testify
that Luthor ordered him to murder Lana,
among other things.
- Which is why Luthor is trying to draw you out.
If he discredits you publicly, he can plant doubt
ahead of Otis's testimony.
- My reputation is at stake, Clark.
He just called me a liar in front of a national audience.
- Because he's desperate.
He is trying to trip you up,
knowing that after Otis's testimony,
he won't have any moves left.
- Well, I can't just sit here and do nothing.
- OK, OK. So let's go to the office.
You can write a rebuttal, which I will proof after.
- What, for spelling errors?
- I was thinking more like the colorful language.
- Fine. I'll get my keys.
- Oh, hey, now that everybody knows I can fly--
- Oh.
[whooshing]
- Unfamiliar pattern recognition.
- It's a simple question.
- My apologies.
The remaining showtimes for
"Honey, I Shrunk the Slaughter Cabin"
are 12:15, 3:10, 6:50, 9:30, B13.
- Maybe we should do 9:30 so the crowds die down?
- Yeah, but that movie won't get out until after 11:00.
And I don't think Candice can stay that late.
- Well, where is she anyways?
I thought you told her to meet us here.
- She's probably fighting off the paparazzi.
- Yeah, or one of those screaming fan girls
I saw out there.
- [chuckles] Did you hear that Jamie Kennedy friended Jon?
- What?
No.
- OK.
It's not that big of a deal.
- He's really sensitive about his social media feeds.
- [chuckles]
- No, I don't care about that.
Candice just broke up with me.
[liquid pouring]
[glass clinks]
- Any word?
- Lois probably still believes that she
can avoid coming on tonight.
- [sighs] This had better work.
- You look handsome.
- And feel like a fraud.
- Just because something is new
doesn't mean that it isn't right.
There.
- Why are you doing this?
- Because it's my job.
- Don't avoid the question.
- You and I both want the same thing.
This is how we get it.
- You really think you know what I want?
- Every time we're together, I can see it in your eyes,
in the way you look at me.
Tell me I'm wrong.
♪ ♪
You're not the only one who knows how this ends.
- We still need Lois if this is going to work.
- She'll be here.
Be sure to get touched up before going back on.
I need to check in with Milton.
♪ ♪
[crowd clamoring]
- It feels like we're working in a fishbowl.
- Uh, there's a lot of profanity in here,
even for you. - What?
It's a first draft.
I had to get it out of my system.
[door chime rings]
- There's a problem with Otis.
- Please tell me he's not trying
to back out of testifying.
- Officers found him hanging in his cell half an hour ago.
The warden was claiming it was a suicide.
- What? - It had to be Luthor.
- Yeah, no doubt.
But however he did it, Luthor managed to cover his tracks.
- Did anyone get Otis on record?
- The prosecutor wasn't set to meet with him until tomorrow.
- [sighs] - Lois, I'm sorry.
- You have got to be--
[glass shatters]
[whooshing]
[glass shatters]
[crowd clamoring]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- I'm doing the interview, Clark.
- OK, that brick was clearly thrown by a plant from Luthor.
- Yeah, and he's gonna keep sending more people
to throw more bricks, or bombs, or whatever.
- I really think a rebuttal is still the way to go.
- I want to do this. - Lois.
- I've made up my mind.
- OK, but this is at Luthor's penthouse
with an interviewer of his choosing.
It is the definition of home field advantage.
- So what?
Even with my foggiest radiation brain,
I could destroy Luthor in a debate.
- Sure, sure.
But every time Luthor's gone quiet,
something happens that we didn't see coming.
What if this is not just a debate?
- Well, then, it's a good thing Superman will be there with me.
[door clicks] [door chime rings]
- No one saw who threw the brick,
but it should be clear out there now.
- Great. I'm gonna go get ready.
[crowd clamoring]
[door clicks] [door chime rings]
- Everything OK?
- I think this is a really bad idea.
- I'm not talking about Lois.
You didn't react to that brick until after
it came through the window.
- That was because I was reading what Lois had written.
I didn't see it till it hit the glass.
- You didn't hear it until then, either.
- My hearing hasn't been the same since I came back.
- Why don't you come by my garage
and let me run some tests?
I might be able to help with your hearing.
[door clicks] [door chime rings]
- We flew here together.
- Gordon can't just wait around.
Without Lois Lane, I'm afraid we're gonna have to go
in a different direction.
- She'll be here.
- Look, I have a show to produce.
- And I told you, she'll be here.
If you need me to talk to Gordon, I will,
but you're the one who's going to look scared.
[phone buzzing]
- Is that her? - I need to take this.
[phone buzzing]
Milton, where have you been? Did everything go as planned?
- "Oh, help me, please!
I'm so scared."
Yeah, that dummy totally bought it.
- How long until you can get everything online?
- Soon. - Soon is not a time, Milton.
Everything needs to be ready by the time we go to air.
- Then maybe you should let me get to work
instead of pretending like you're in charge.
- I am in charge.
- Yeah, keep telling yourself that.
[line beeps]
[dramatic music]
- Candice, you can't do this.
Listen.
[sighs]
[somber music]
♪ ♪
- You OK?
- It's over.
- What?
No. Come on, man.
- I guess after Dad's interview,
people have been going after Candice online,
stalking her because she's my girlfriend.
And some of the comments have been pretty intense.
- Sorry, dude. That's really rough.
- I just thought after everything we've been through,
we'd get past this.
I mean, I took the blame for her selling drugs.
- I mean, you did kind of use those drugs.
- Not helping.
Look, do you love her?
- Yeah.
- Then go do something about it.
- I just tried that.
- No, not on the phone, dummy. Go see her.
- Right now? - Yeah, right now.
If she's the one that you love, you have to fight for her.
And you have to do it before it's too late.
[somber music]
- Hey, don't look at me.
I'm like the Costanza of relationships.
Anything I say, you should do the opposite.
- Yeah, he is pretty terrible.
- The worst. [all chuckle]
- All right.
Are we gonna sit around making fun of me,
or are we gonna go get your girlfriend back?
[gentle music]
[indistinct chatter]
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[heartbeat thudding]
[whooshing]
[echoing chatter]
[echoing laughter]
[heartbeat thudding]
[paper rustling]
[lips smacking]
[whooshing]
[cup thuds]
[heartbeat thudding, tense music]
[liquid pouring]
[banging]
[echoing chatter]
[whooshing]
[echoing chatter]
[echoing laughter, heartbeat thudding]
[whooshing]
[heartbeat thudding, echoing laughter]
[static buzzing]
- Lex? Lex?
- Shut it down.
- What?
- There's too many variables.
- We talked about this.
- Too many things out of my control.
- This is going to work. - Shut it down.
- Lex. - I said shut it down.
- No, you are not going to walk away from this
just because it wasn't your plan.
We are going to finish what we started.
[phone buzzing]
[chatter]
We got her.
We got her!
- We got--we got her.
Yes.
"Godfrey!" crew, listen up.
Lois Lane is on her way. We go live in 30 minutes.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[door slams]
[beeping]
- This isn't like you.
Your body isn't healing like it used to.
- It's not that bad.
- Come here. I want you to see for yourself.
There's a lot of damage around your cochlea.
- That happened when I was fighting that thing.
- Yeah. Some of it, maybe.
But the arteries in your inner ear
are a lot more narrow than they should be,
especially for you.
- OK, so, what, the cells in my ear
aren't regenerating anymore?
- It's more than that.
Hearing loss is one of the first signs of heart disease.
- Uh, but my heart's fine.
- Well, maybe for a 60-year-old like Sam, but not for you.
Have you noticed any other changes?
- Um, I'm not as strong as I used to be.
Uh, more tired.
Uh, this scar on my chest still hasn't healed.
- Hmm.
None of that's gonna change.
In fact, I think it's probably only gonna get worse.
You have a human heart now.
Its muscle cells will eventually degenerate,
and that's gonna affect your entire body.
- Wait, wait, wait.
What are you saying?
- All of the powers that you have,
all of your abilities,
they're starting to fade.
Maybe not this year or even this decade,
but one day, you're gonna wake up,
and you're not gonna be Superman anymore.
[dramatic music]
[whooshing]
[all gasping]
- Superman's here.
[excited chatter]
- Metropolis twice in one day?
Seems you've been busy.
- You knew about my doctor's appointment?
- I hope you got the results you wanted.
- Let me guess.
This little dog and pony show was your idea?
- Oh, I'm just a believer in journalism that
shows both sides of an issue.
- This is not journalism.
It's all volume, no substance.
- Ouch.
Well, that would hurt if our ratings weren't
right through the roof.
Gordon Godfrey. Good to see you.
Thanks for coming down on such short notice.
- Didn't have much of a choice.
- I see your point.
And Superman.
Superman.
Superman in the building.
Let me tell you, it is--
it's quite an honor.
- It's just Clark.
- Oh, is it? OK. Well, just Clark, I should be--
I should be cross with you for giving
that exclusive to Janet Olsen.
That hack?
Why that was a Nielsen gift basket
wrapped up in advertising gold.
I can tell you that much.
- Can we just get this over with?
- Sure. Let's do that.
I'm Switzerland, all right?
Totally impartial.
I just want to give you and Lex Luthor
a chance to tell your version of the events.
- My version's the truth. - Of course.
Um, why don't we, uh,
kick you on over to make up, have Sandy touch you up?
This is television, not print.
And then we'll get the show on the road.
What do you think?
[tense music]
- You're gonna be great.
Be right here.
- Sandy.
Don't worry, big guy.
I'll take good care of her.
- I never met Peia Mannheim
until after I started my cancer treatment.
- And yet earlier, Lex Luthor implied that wasn't true.
Can you prove it? - Can he?
I mean, he's the one claiming I knew Peia for years.
Where's the evidence?
- I think the circumstances speak for themselves.
- [scoffs] - Moving on.
Changing subjects.
Before we came on air,
you told me about Superman assaulting you in Smallville.
- Clark didn't assault him.
- He came to my home and called me out to fight.
How would you describe that?
- You're the one who had red solar lights
installed to dull his powers.
- For protection.
I knew your husband would come for me.
- Because you had tried to have Lana Lang murdered in her home.
- Well, that--that is quite a serious accusation.
- Which Mayor Lang will corroborate.
- Mayor Lang, your friend.
- Just like Otis Grisham, the man who attacked her,
is your friend.
- I'll admit that I knew Otis from my time
at Stryker's, but we weren't friends.
Far from it.
In fact, Otis and his friends beat me
to within an inch of my life.
- And yet he's been working for you ever since you got out.
- Then you must have evidence, a payout, photos of him
and I together, maybe his testimony.
- Otis was found hanging in his cell three hours ago.
- And let me guess.
I'm the one that murdered him?
- I think the circumstances speak for themselves.
[tense music]
- Hmm.
♪ ♪
You see, the difference between you and me
is that when I make an accusation,
I have evidence to back it up.
♪ ♪
- Luthor, get out here!
This is over.
We are going to end you.
- You and your wife need to stop trying to set me up.
- Stop lying!
[grunting, slapping]
[dramatic music]
[insects chirping, birds singing]
[knocking on door]
- Jon, what--what are you doing here?
My Aunt Peggy, she's gonna freak out if she sees you.
- OK.
Please, just talk to me.
OK?
You owe me at least that much.
- OK.
[sighs]
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
Look, I meant what I said earlier.
- Look, I know everything is crazy right now.
- But do you know a reporter came to my work this morning?
She wanted to pay me to talk about dating you.
- Really?
- Yeah, and it was a lot of money.
More than I make in a month waitressing.
- Well, then do it. I-- - No. Don't.
- I don't care. - It's not just that.
I mean, Jamie Kennedy sent me a friend request.
Hey, like, how weird is that?
- Yeah.
That's not cool.
- Please, Jon, just go.
OK?
I can't do this anymore.
It's too much.
- OK.
But first, look me in the eye and tell me you don't love me.
- Jon, stop. - No, seriously.
Tell me you don't love me, and I'll leave right now.
OK? You never have to see me again.
- How's Matteo?
- Good, I think.
I mean, I've been working so much, I barely see him, so--
- Do you like it, working at the DOD?
- Sometimes.
- Doesn't really sound like it.
- Yeah, I guess it doesn't.
- Why don't you just quit? I did it.
- Yeah, and how long did that last?
It just feels like for people like us,
once you're in it, you're in.
There's no going back.
- I wouldn't be too sure.
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
- After which, Lois breaks into my apartment
with her other superpowered son.
- Jon didn't even have powers then.
- Sure he didn't.
- Well, I have to say, Ms. Lane,
this evidence is quite convincing.
- Of course you'd say that. You helped set up this ambush.
- Ambush? Please.
I'm just doing my job as a journalist.
- Editorializing isn't being a journalist.
It's being a carnival barker.
- Ha!
- Fortunately, when I make an accusation,
I also have something to back it up,
or, in this case, someone.
- Oh, let me guess. Your husband?
- No, his daughter.
[dramatic music]
- Do it now, Milton. Hurry.
- She's in France, waiting for my call.
- Nice, Lois. [chuckles]
[distorted beeping]
Hey, what's going on with my computer?
- Sorry, but it's not your computer anymore, John.
Now, just hold on while I finish
making the final preparations.
[frantic beeping]
- Final preparations for what?
- For you to kill Superman.
♪ ♪
- Some nice toys you've built, John.
A little rudimentary, but I can work with that.
- Shut down protocol, A-172.
- Oh, that's not going to work, John.
[crashing]
- Backdoor Alpha Turning Point!
- You will not stop this from happening.
Not so smart now, are you, John?
[sparks crackle]
- [panting] That should shut you up, whoever you are.
[whooshing]
- Still here, John.
Don't think you can outsmart me.
Now, how about you and I take this suit for a ride?
[dramatic music]
- I'm telling you, Mykonos is crazy.
Like, there's just music everywhere.
- The water is, like, the bluest you've ever seen.
- I'm so jealous. - Yeah. Me, too.
- You don't have to be. [fire crackling]
- Yeah.
I mean, I can kind of fly you there whenever you like,
if Aunt Peggy's cool with that.
- Oh, my God. That would be amazing.
[chuckles]
[whooshing]
- Jon, do you hear that? - Yeah.
It kind of sounds like your suit.
[tense music]
- That's not possible.
- Dude, it's coming fast.
[whooshing] - Y-yeah. I got this.
[whooshing]
[dramatic music]
- Do not bring Elizabeth into this.
- You're the one who drove her away
so that you could keep harassing my family.
- So let me get this straight.
You're saying that his daughter will confirm this?
- Yes.
- This is not what I agreed to.
- Hear for yourself.
[tense music]
[line rings]
- [distorted] Clark?
Someone hijacked my suit.
I can't control it. [suit beeping]
[line rings]
[static buzzing]
[whooshing]
[chatter] - What the hell was that?
- Are you OK?
[chatter]
- Superman.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[whooshing]
[crashing]
- Jordan! - Oh, my God.
[exhales]
[dramatic music]
Shutdown protocol, A-172.
[whirring]
[beeping]
[whooshing]
[missile booms]
[clanking]
- [groans] Is there anything you can do to shut it down?
- Nothing's working. I'm locked out.
You're gonna have to stop it. [clanking]
[whooshing]
The sooner, the better. - Hold on!
[whooshing, beeping]
[dramatic music]
- Jon? Jon?
Jon, are you OK?
[whooshing] - [grunts]
- Memory Wipe Avery Reboot!
[dramatic music]
Alpha Turning Point! - [panting]
- Vapor Lock Protocol! [whirring]
- [panting]
It worked. [whirring]
[groaning]
- Shutdown Protocol A-172.
Jon! [whirring]
[lasers whirring]
- [groaning]
♪ ♪
[whooshing]
Candice.
- Jon, thank God you're OK.
[dramatic music]
[whooshing]
♪ ♪
- It's--wait. It's starting--
[banging] It's starting to lose power.
♪ ♪
[frantic beeping, whooshing]
- System failure?
You got to be kidding me. How is this possible?
[frantic beeping] - It's over.
You can't beat Superman.
- You mean your mediocre engineering can't?
Not to worry.
This suit just needs some upgrades
from someone smarter than you.
♪ ♪
Later, John.
[clanking]
- [shouting]
[whooshing]
[shouting]
Ah.
[tense music]
[distorted beeping]
[sirens wailing]
- Quiet on set, please.
And we go in 3, 2, 1.
Action. "Godfrey!"
For the past 20 years, we have read countless stories
about Superman, the Man of Steel,
the majority of which come from one single source, Lois Lane.
Only recently do we find out... [laughs]
That Lois Lane is not just some impartial reporter,
recounting the events of a friendly alien do-gooder.
No, folks.
In fact, Lois Lane
is Superman's wife.
His wife.
Flash forward to this evening, when that same Miss Lane
accuses billionaire philanthropist Lex Luthor
of attempted murder, a serious charge, to be sure.
But before she can lay out even a single shred of evidence,
why, Superman, her husband, destroys Lex Luthor's property,
conveniently ending our debate
in a spectacle of mayhem and broken glass.
And I'm the carnival barker?
I don't think so.
The question that's bouncing around in my head
and, no doubt, dear viewer, in yours, is simple.
Can Lois Lane be trusted?
Can she?
Well, I, for one, am very eager to find out.
And we will, if Lois Lane has the guts
to return to your favorite program
with your favorite host, Godfrey.
Have a glorious evening, every--
- You were right. I should have run a rebuttal.
[insects chirping]
- I'm pretty sure we have bigger problems than that.
- What is it?
- Earlier today, John Henry ran some tests.
[tense music]
[sirens wailing]
♪ ♪
- Bash can't stop texting me.
He thinks tonight made you more sympathetic than ever.
- This almost failed.
Lois was seconds away from getting Elizabeth on the air.
- But she didn't, and I would never let that happen.
- No, you wouldn't.
♪ ♪
You're not wrong.
- About?
- What we both want.
♪ ♪
[phone rings]
♪ ♪
- Milton.
Did everything work out?
We got it.
♪ ♪
[insects chirping]
[tense music]
- Everything OK?
- You were right about Grandpa.
I was doing it just for him,
but now it's for me.
- OK.
- [sighs]
Do you really think Lex Luthor did all of this?
- It's the only thing that makes sense.
- Yeah, but this world's Luthor isn't a computer genius, is he?
- No, but it doesn't mean he isn't working with one.
- What, someone like Mr. Gorman from our world?
[tense music]
- Or someone better.
[insects chirping] [door clicks]
- Oh, uh, Candice wanted me to thank you for being
so brave tonight.
- I'm finally starting to like her.
[gentle music]
Did something go wrong at your appointment?
- All good. No evidence of disease.
- [sighs] Thank God.
- But your father has something to tell you.
♪ ♪
- Um... [clears throat]
John Henry ran some tests today.
And it seems that even though your grandfather's heart
saved my life, um,
it's not completely compatible with my body.
- So, what, your heart's just gonna stop working?
- Eventually, yeah.
- How long do you have?
- Maybe as long as your grandfather
would have had, maybe less.
- [exhales]
- But the bigger problem with what we're facing right now
is that my powers are starting to diminish.
- Diminish how?
- Every day, I'm getting a little weaker.
And it's gonna continue like that until one day,
I won't have any powers at all.
♪ ♪
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
- How's it looking, Milton?
- Not bad, but I can make it something far superior.
[tense music]
- Now, that's a killer suit.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Greg, move your head.