Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why don't you invite her over to our house tomorrow night for...
Yeah.
All right. All right. Now, pass them all the way back to the back. That's right.
...your mother walks in.
Yeah, same party they give every year.
Lois, something very strange is going on here.
You think it's gonna matter?
You keep talking about this loop. Clark, you know that I trust you completely...
- Do babies do Brie? - Lois, relax. Everything is under control.
Oh, and, Kent, your parents are here.
This is really weird.
It's not just here. The whole world has fallen apart.
It's not so bad. We lost crops, but we've been through it a hundred times.
...we are somehow... We're stuck in a repetition, a loop.
I've never done this before. I...
But don't worry, it doesn't matter to me.
Lois?
Sometimes I forget that not everyone sees things the way I do.
I know how you live here locked away from the world...
You're not human.
Yeah. Years ago. I was just trying to figure...
Representatives from both sides of the conflict...
- You'll have to tell me a few more times. - I'll say it as many times as you need.
- How? - It was you.
Santa Claus!
- What? - I have some other stops to make...
Well, it's up to you.
- Hi, honey. - We weren't expecting you until tonight.
...and I have tracked him right here to Metropolis.
...in the shape of basketball players for the archbishop...
"To Our Beloved Mr. Mxyzptlk. "
...and then came straight here in a cab.
Oh, yes, but I kept you out for a reason, Mr. Invulnerable.
Okay, Jimmy's about to turn. In a moment, he'll see her.
- Now that's enough. - Okay.
...or did we forget?
But I'd like to.
- Okay, your parents, done. My parents...? - Check.
Someone with experience...
What would I do without you to take care of me?
This just in. New threats of war in Eastern Europe...
No tomorrow means no hope.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
They're all into the sports page or movie listings.
She sets it down next to my father.
They're spending Christmas in Santa Paula at a bed-and-breakfast...
...not anybody. And if you try, I'm gonna let them destroy themselves.
Read the card. See who it's from.
What is wrong with you, Clark? You're actually being rude.
- Lois, when are your parents arriving? - They're not.
But, Martha, we're broke. We're gonna lose the farm. I can't relax.