Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You would tell me, wouldn't you?

Very well. Raise your right hand, please.

Breaking me out is, that's what you're thinking.

Well, I better go.

Is that what you're trying to do now, Superman?

Memo to self, cut Sykes in for a bigger piece of the cake.

...I stand for truth, justice and the American way.

- But...? - Sykes' info was a little shaky.

Then was it also some kind of hallucination...

It may have fooled those dullards on the street...

A hurricane that's mowing down our lives...

You really do have friends in high places.

Oh, I hope you don't mind, I've taken the liberty of inviting the press.

...do you understand? - Are you crazy?

Would you mind telling me what an average day inside is like?

And now it's time to return the favor...

- He starts pleading for his life. - Memo to self, cancel previous memo.

- Yeah, but... - We've been in worse jams before.

Yes, Your Honor.

Not even a little bit?

Not only do you give me hope, you give the world hope...

Then, I'm sitting in the restaurant, minding my own business...

- Oh, well, gee, sorry. - That's okay.

And my job is to uphold the truth...

Oh, stop whining. I hate it when you whine.

...because you're not gonna remember any of this after it's over.

...and that is what I would do anything for.

I'd consider it a personal favor if you would release her...

...on her own recognizance. - But Lois Lane is a murder suspect.

I wanted to announce that I've decided to help Mr. Clemmons...

I take it you can verify Lois Lane's exact whereabouts...

...and mean and forever as it gets.

You got the report already.

Yeah, okay, but why don't you just relax for like a minute or even 30 seconds.

Maybe someone wanted to frame me and kill him at the same time.

I'm still losing, aren't I?