Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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