Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It has to do with some boring childhood trauma. Can I come in?

- He's not my boyfriend. - All right, it's a figure of speech.

It's what you asked for. It's a code name.

... at the hands of Superman.

Septiema 4, 2007

Is the Man of Steel the champion of justice or is he just a bully in a cape?

The only reason to hide is because we're scared.

- Help. - Louder. Louder.

- Hello, Lois. - Hey, Bobby.

Someone to shape and share the life we choose.

...of repeating back to me everything that I just said.

... from the mating habits of insects, reptiles and mammals?

But apparently, the Man of Steel feels that he's not answerable to anyone.

- Congrats. - Dan. Come on in.

It's an explosive and it's burning somewhere in this room.

...could you just give him this for me, please?

Is there no end of the suffering Superman causes?

Send me a postcard from...?

The Andean nettlebug mates only once, with tragic consequences for all concerned.

Lois, what are you doing here?

I know one, for all the good it'll do you.

You don't trust me.

According to what I'm hearing on the street he's not DEA.

But you're ruining an innocent man and I won't...

They make me really mad.

Someone who understands greed but doesn't wanna be a part of it.

Trust me, you are gonna love it in there.

Sometimes we can't hear what we're saying unless somebody reflects it back.

I'm an artist. I need both my hands.

And when I say, "anybody," I mean anybody.

Absolutely, honey. You know the only reason I wanted to keep it secret...

Not that anyone ever knew we were married.

- Nirvana. - What?

Clark, we were on a date and you just disappeared and never came back.

Choke them with paperwork, cut off their air.

- Oh, I thought you were mad at him. - I'm mad at both of you.

I'm sorry, Lois, but thanks for trying.

But the species survives and thrives...

So, what were you gonna do?

- Nirvana? - What?