Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, girls, I don't wanna hurt you.
No plug to pull.
That jacket. I wonder where he got it.
...melting that metallically dense nervous system of yours.
So those sounds that put people to sleep, blow things up...?
Let me guess. Lenny Stoke.
What...?
When an object reaches 740 miles per hour...
Well, then I suppose it's time for a little more show and a little less tell.
Hey.
The mayor is holding a televised news conference.
Not even you.
- You sure do keep them up. - No.
How kind of you, my darling. Thank you.
Tea.
It's not a pen.
Mine destroyed an international drug network...
- I hung on your arm decoratively. - You did.
Well, it's not "super" super. It's only got a range of about 500 feet.
Nice tattoo, Lois.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Okay, let's get started.
I just have a little headache.
- Echo Canyon. - You know it?
A sonic barrier so dense that nothing can get through it.
Well, I better be going.
I won't be a moment.
That lantern-jawed look of concern for human life. How Superman of you.
Drop your weapon and put your hands in the air.
See you, chief.
No, I hardly know that they're there.
Make me go through another night like that and I'll rip out your spleen.
Boy, I'm glad you're not in Sports.