Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...I'm not doing anything to them.
Jonathan!
Left me with two teenage daughters and a mortgage.
I love you the most, babe.
No problem.
It was something different. A presence.
It's almost time.
I'm taking over, you hear?
Thank you, Santa.
- Mom, Dad. - No, son. No.
It's just gonna die. Pine needles all over the floor.
Look, Mr. Goody-Two-Boots...
Oh, 7:00.
Five-alarm fire at Bedford Street Children 's Home...
...they start to fall apart.
Your floor, sir.
Well?
But...
My parents are already here. Took an earlier flight and then...
...gnomes, and leprechauns, imps.
I'm sorry. I don't what it is about the holidays that does this to me.
Don't say a word. I don't want to talk about it.
Crass commercialism.
Or do you accept banishment and leave their world to me...
You worked so hard for it.
...let me give you something.
Do not rob this bank.
...but there was one thing that kept turning up.
It hit me like a wave.
I found references throughout human history of magical beings...
...which is why I try not to, frankly.
Jonathan, you have to relax.
- I know. That plane wasn't due until 7. - No, no...
Well, yeah.
I had to bring it up the freight elevator.
Oh, Clark, your parents are here.
Always gives me a brain freeze.
Bloodiest in recent memory.
Know all about the secret identity thing.
Your mom gave me some great advice on women.
- Who is it from? - Right. Right.
When your family heard you'd be starting a new job here at the bank...
To love.
"Love...
- Superman. - This isn't the solution.
Or it was after. Or before or after. I don't even know anymore.
- Doris? - Hi, honey.
See, in the past, when I used to come here...