Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What kind of welcome home did you have in mind, exactly?
I checked very carefully.
Wiping your nose? Blowing your nose? Wipe...? Blowing. Blowing your nose.
Never mind about your father and me, it's not going to affect us much.
Peace on earth and goodwill towards men.
It looks like they created a texture map from these photos.
Sirs, if you'll both be truthful with me...
Turns out that a huge payment was made to them...
...let alone continue as a reporter. She'll just become Superman's wife.
... we will finally know what the world wants to know:
I'll issue a statement that says that it was a hoax...
But please, gentlemen, thousands of lives depend on you.
Councilman, I would like to donate this medal...
- You stand for nothing. - I stand for what is right.
- Now, about that "king of sleaze" crack. - I'm sorry about that, Mr. Goode.
You don 't believe in him?
They're calling me super strumpet?
- Do you think anyone was hurt? - No, it was only rigged for your room.
Trigger also blows...
Oh, come on, Ms. Lane. I'm only after the truth.
...but I can't sit on my hands much longer.
Okay, I lied. But it was a little, tiny, white lie.
I think people blame me for bringing down their hero.
And I felt that I could really trust her reporting, but now...
We've been over this. Mr. Wonderful cannot be that perfect...
I mean, this is America. Who's covering this fly-boy, anyway?
- Lois... - That's me.
Are you or are you not having an affair with Superman?
He is here. Right there, next to Lois.
No, wait. Watch their body language.
Actually, Ms. Lane, I had no idea that I was gonna win the prize.
Well, then, I'll just deny it.
- Lois. Lois, let me see it. - I'm not gonna give it to you.
...and get a jump on your peace talk. - Wait, wait, wait.
The hideaway for the ultra-exclusive and rich and famous.
So, what do we do?
- Let's just not let it happen again, okay? - Okay.
With peace talks broken down because of the Superman scandal...
...that I have always stood for truth, above all else.
Sources now say an unidentified object is streaking to intercept one of the missiles.
- Gentlemen, please. - Enough talk!
Okay.
Sleep tight, Miss Lane.
- All right, Goode, what do you want? - It's simple.
- I missed you. - Well, I'm not really back yet.
- And Superman. - Guys, let me just be the first to say...
Officers, do you mind taking them? I have a statement to make.
Thank you.
We've had promises made and promises broken.