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And because you won't talk to me about your work.
I thought you had given up the Superman fantasy.
Don't say you're sorry. It's pathetic.
- Your witness. - Fry him.
Elise, my hand really itches.
I don't have time to do my job at the Planet, and Lois hates me.
That I should just tell her that I'm...? That I'm...?
No, I had nothing else to say.
Nothing further, Your Honor. Thank you.
- Want a hug? - Sure.
What do people talk about if not what they did all day?
All you talk about is how evasive Clark is...
And it really hurts.
- Lois? - There it is again.
It is not just some dumb guy thing, Lois.
Because you think gifts solve everything.
What happens to Superman then?
A species with three genders. Male, female and the sexless drone.
- Do what? - I thought I was able to lead a normal life.
- Your Honor, in light of this new evidence... - Save it, counselor.
...not about who the better liar is.
So you'll take the case?
Septiema 27, 2007
Yes, and I've offered to pay for the medical expenses.
- Forty percent? - Ask my receptionist to come in here.
I've got bad news.
Just when I get my break in show business, this baboon busts my hand.
... the female hunts and cares for her young.
Can I get anyone a tissue?
Thank you for calling Omnicorp.
Really, I'll be fine.
I've handled dozens of cases like this and none of them has ever gone to trial.