Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What's that? - It's a private data-storage service.

Some of that cutting-edge Smallville humor?

Future Tech magazine says they're always sending rejected manuscripts back to him.

I can't believe you did this.

Hey, where you going?

This is Clark Kent. He works with Lois at the Daily Planet.

...and this is the thanks I get.

You don't have one shot...

Then there'd be no one to clean up filth like you, Corbin.

Jimmy, unlike Pete, you are good at your job.

...that I might never see you again.

So big deal, right?

Oh, don't worry, little brother. I said a human brain.

...and you are mailing letters!

I was just holding both of you in the air.

Cindy, get me the address for Infinity Laboratories.

- What's this? - What's what?

- All right, Robertson, cover city hall. - Got it, chief.

- What? I don't know. When? - About an hour ago.

I left messages for her everywhere. She can be very pigheaded.

I ran out of film, chief.

I'm a pugilist and an icon.

We're with the Postal Inspection Service, Criminal Branch.

...and I want half, or else I'm gonna snap your skinny little neck like a pencil.

Oh, what's sudden? I've wanted to do this since you got back to the city.

More powerful than Intergang.

Wait a minute, John. That woman's gonna go to the cops. They'll be looking for you.

Hi, this is Clark. I'm not home right now, so leave a message after the beep...

- Why? - "Why?" You mini-brained metallic moron.

Langdon, I want you and Taylor to cover police headquarters.

We got an armored-car robbery down at Third and Schuster. Get your camera.

Oh, yeah? I used to work for the Planet. I had a paper route till they fired me.

Yeah, well, it's sort of a family trait.

What'll you do if Superman doesn't show up?

Which laid off half their workers because of defense cutbacks.

But according to eyewitnesses...

Keeps on going.

No! No! Jimmy, no pictures.

...but until then I'm kind of busted.

- He's alive, but not for long. - Get him out. Get him out. Come on.