Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and wanted to know if we had seen anything.

Wait a minute. Get your hands off of me!

I'm gonna find that man and stop him.

Where are you, anyway? My God. Sounds like jungle drums.

I told them to stuff it. Not my two reporters.

Everybody, Clark's alive.

"unrealistic expectations," "tearjerker reconciliations."

- That's right. - I want Superman.

The FBI isn't a person. It can't speak.

Look. Somehow everybody thinks we were hanging from the chandeliers...

Alright Big shot, now tell the truth Big Daddy, what did this gangster looked like? This gangsta looked like E 40, Ice Cube, Richard Pryor, Mystikal, O-Dogg, John Witherspoon, Master P and Bernie Mac mixed together

Honey, we don't care if you're a Russian or a Martian.

- What is it? - Someone's in trouble.

Now see, she's right.

And I'm not leaving here until you tell me where I can find him.

Well, I'm a reporter. You know, protecting sources and stuff.

We didn't have to.

And ruin my reputation?

Mr. Kent, I presume?

- To help. - To help?

So is that what you guys think I am? A Russian experiment?

I tailed our man Thompson...

You'll be all right? Lois?

There are no old stories, Lois, just new angles.

What's going on?

Can you contact Superman?

You and the Cat Woman.

See, we were just a small group when we started...

I'm gonna go back, start writing this right now.

The other guy in the photo: Gen. Burton Newcomb.

I guess I haven't.

Well, it did make that bungee jump I did last year seem pretty tame.

Today, he's dead.