Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"I get what I want."

Don't worry, I'll go back for him.

Superman? Is he all right?

I want you out of here ASAP.

Gen. Newcomb says he never even heard of you.

That's a promise, Lois.

I didn't know Trask was in the Air Force.

- You sure about this, Dad? - One hundred percent. Right there.

Since you're now a man in hiding...

You really do read minds.

- Now, who are you again? - Jimmy Olsen.

- Is he from this Earth? - I don't know.

You'd need someone on the inside...

Smooth outfit, Lois. New?

That's regrettable. But what does it have to do with me?

- Superman? - The advance guard.

I haven't done anything.

Now, just hold on. Now look.

To them, the First Amendment is a pesky little detail.

- Right here? - Right there.

I planned to burn it good. Haul it to the dump and get rid of it.

Did you come here to ask my opinion about your name?

I'll grab a taxi.

Almost missed that one, rookie.

how to contact this alien creature Superman...

Do I have a shot?

Impact in three, two...

Clark, quit playing games. Where are you?

I can't now, but...

You're just another commuter.

- Have you ever met Superman? - Met him?

There might be a story here, Clark, but I don't think it's UFOs.

Your investigation? What about our investigation?

- That's your problem. - That's correct.

You've got the wrong idea, Lois.

He's going to come looking for us.

Is Superman from another planet?