Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The traffic on Christmas Eve is gonna be murder.
What is this?
We need to beat this thing before he shows.
The airline gave us an earlier flight, and we took a cab straight here.
Superman is the symbol of hope.
- Ralphie. - Tree's smaller.
Magic.
Your choice to put on the red and the blue.
- What are you hearing? - Fire trucks.
Lois, honey, this is not you talking.
No lists, no guests, nobody needing...
- Mxyl... - Mxyzptlk?
In world news, peace talks turn to war...
You're the one who's been following me.
A father should be able to do that for his children, don't you think?
See, in a world without hope, he's powerless.
- What? - I don't know. It's crazy.
This one's for you.
Yeah? Well who asked you to?
Her family lives on the West Coast, and I was kind of wondering if...
At 4:00, the loop starts over.
And in world news, warring Eastern European factions...
Oh, Bren, hon, when you get a sec, we should talk hair.
Help!
That doesn't mean I owe you anything.
That's right. You're doing really good.
I'll be back, or somebody else will.
...my mother's drinking again...
Clock's ticking...
Have you any idea who I am?
...because I'm looking at you.
You're right.
- I really think she could be the one. - Well, that's seven to Christmas dinner.
Thought it might brighten up the place.
No, no, no. That's not what I mean.
No, Santa. There's one left.
Merry Christmas. I love you guys the most.
Oh, I thought at least one of your sons would...
At 4:00 it'll be noon again, and you won't remember any of this.
- What? - This.
- You were about to offer, weren't you? - Now just one minute, Superman...
Honey, listen to me, listen to me. This day is repeating itself...
Once that clock ticks over...
...I would pull some pranks, have some fun.
What have you done with time?
- What are you gonna do? - See if I can get a jump on this thing.
Merry...
...where they had their honeymoon over 35 years ago. Mom.
In world news, Eastern European peace talks are stalled tonight.
It's not like I have any faith in the future myself.
Clark, what are you doing in here?
All right, that's it.
Mr. Weston...
Oh, it has. It has. It has.
How do you plan on doing that?
...forever.
And that is just so...
Merry Christmas?
Tomorrow's Christmas.
You heard him, gnome. Scram.
- Mr. Caldwell? - What?
It just doesn't seem to make any sense anymore.
One of Metropolis' top citizens...