Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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