Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nobody is above the law in Metropolis...
Don't get cocky.
He was just her snitch, until he double-dealt her and went to jail.
...wallpaper is not the first thing that comes to mind.
Six feet, 5 inches of repressed anger and body odor.
...when Mr. Sykes was shot? - No.
I can't believe you've been sitting on all your fears...
Yes, detective. That's us.
You've got it.
Honey, stop it.
His neck.
It must have been some kind of hologram...
Hell, happens to the best of us.
Would you tell us about Ms. Lane's dealings with Elroy Sykes?
Constantly.
- Hello? - Lois Lane, Elroy Sykes.
Over my dead body.
...maneuver the DA into prosecuting her.
...walked right through my body. - I see.
...so I can be home with you. - Okay.
- The usual. - Dumb question.
The Caped Crusader!
Angela Winters. It's a pleasure to meet you.
Maybe we can finally settle down and start acting like a normal couple.
Do you wanna keep the gun up higher, please? Thank you very much.
- He's dead. - No, he was due here two hours ago.
I'd say that would be fair.
It's okay, Lois.
And even though I know the system can be unfair to some people...
...that right after I released the defendant into your custody...
Way to go, Clark.
- A what? - A hallucination.
I was thinking, "Get the story. " That's what I was thinking.
Oh, Clark.
Seriously. This is an opportunity a journalist never gets.
- I love when you do that. - Yeah. How about this?
Sykes. I thought you were in...