Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

With this device, I can implant subliminal messages...
What is it you do stand for exactly?
Sure.
Nightmares.
- Mr. President? - Lois, Clark, come on in.
They all talk like you in the future, don't they?
- Gone. - What do you mean "gone"?
Oh, you think so.
I don't think so.
Just hearing the name, John Doe...
"Witnesses claim he was saying...
- I need to see your license. - My what?
If you don't allow Superman to do his good work...
I've lost my identity. The result of a traumatic event.
...John Doe, I just got this...
And on a much larger scale.
You won't be fleeing into any more time periods.
He practically came right out and admitted it.
Thanks, Benny. I knew you'd come through.
Well, there has been a complete media blackout on your campaign.
Okay. Why would you do that?
...that means I lost.
- But I thought you... - Come on, a victory party for Garner?
...it would break apart, spinning you into eternity.
- What is that thing? - It's a Subliminator.
I would love to.
Message? Lois, what message?
One that suits my own unique sensibilities.
He's gonna jump. I hope he isn't.
...until just recently.
Your approval rating's higher than a cat's back. You're a shoo-in.
No. It was always him.
- You still believe that? - No.
Never invade Russia...
In truth, if you were even to touch it while in operation...
Or not.
He traveled into time without the window.
Superman?
This one.
You were dreaming about Tempus before John Doe showed up?
He doesn't sleep, just sits there...
Now, Mr. Barrett.
I despise the color.
Superman, if you're listening...
Blatant disregard for human life, blah, blah, blah.
...and are used to an extent, there's nothing similar to John Doe.
Superman, what happened?
...susceptible to John Doe's charms?