Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Okay. Let's get down to work. - Okay.
Maybe the explanation is obvious.
Surprise, surprise, all of a sudden, he's not so tough anymore.
- Ms. Lane. - I'll be good.
I'm gonna get you out of here.
We need your help.
She's got gunpowder burns and a dubious history with the victim.
Average. Same as every other day, of every month, in every year.
Of fairness.
And if I did, you would go off and do something crazy.
But if it doesn't, miss, maybe it's time you got real here.
- What if she's innocent? - We can't afford for her to be.
Oh, Clark.
- You can yell at me for a while. - Yell? You? I love the wallpaper.
Well, I'm an investigative reporter.
Good night, Mr. White.
Long is back to pass.
Two thousand nine, 2010, 2011...
Resist despair.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Kal-El, son of Jor-El...
- So is Lois. - That's what I'm here to prove.
How hard was it to crawl out the window? I run away under that door. Don't think i'll be back, i just got out and i ain't going back, i ain't going back
But the image of Lois...
...the only profession voters hate worse than politicians is reporters.
Hey, where's my magazine, matron?
Sir.
Not really.
Since the bullet fired by itself, maybe the answer is in the missing shell.
The defense calls Perry White to the stand.
- By itself. I didn't even touch the trigger. - It's okay, we'll get through this.
Not as bad as before putting Lois Lane behind bars.
- Lois? - Clark, what's the matter?
Sykes almost ruined her career...
I made your case.
...and popular and educated and polite...
Well, actually, I probably won't because I'm innocent.
You have to make that bullet casing in evidence inventory disappear today...
Your Honor, I'd like a five-minute recess to...
It's okay, Clark. I'll be okay. It's all going to work out, I know it.
Want me to show how Big Mo was offed, right?
Perry got up there and started telling all these lies.
How would you characterize your relationship with Lois Lane?
No comment. No comment at this time.
accompany from behind 我在身后陪伴你
Mr. and Mrs. Lane... Kent. Lane and Kent.
Do you love Lois Lane, Superman?
Your Honor.
I thrive on society's tawdry underbelly.
I completely know that.
Years and years in a 9-by-7 cell, courtesy of Lois Lane.