Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Thanks to your... - Big mouth?
Oh, honey, can...?
That is all. Thank you.
They're a bit concerned that Superman may still go berserk.
Okay, so far I'm up by a watch, a belt and a pair of pants.
Sayonara, Supes.
The one thing I could always count on my entire life...
My powers have gone out of whack...
Not that I blame you for your failures. It's your mother's influence.
Dad...
Man, just when I start feeling like a normal, everyday guy...
Okay.
Paperweight from the prison gift shop.
...and formed into bullets.
Consider me far away from there.
And he or his sisters could've told somebody else how to use it.
- I missed this little baby. - What is it?
It's okay.
...who might've been inside with him.
Oh, Clark. Listen, I want you to meet my son here, Jerry.
Are you sure you don't moonlight as a dealer in Vegas?
We'll be here.
Well, I'm sorry, I was only starring in the biggest kiddie show of all time.
Thought it was about time.
- Clark, it's nothing. - Honey, I'm so sorry.
All I'm saying is that it may be very manly not to show concern, even Supermanly...
...and let me tell you the good news.
You know, Lois, for the first time in my entire life...
I mean, people pass bad checks every day.
If you lose this hand, you can just kiss that shirt goodbye.
Superman, you have a medical condition that is potentially dangerous.
You were such a good poker player...
Gadget? Wasn't he paroled on good behavior?
- He told his sisters how to use... - Red Kryptonite.
Something rang a bell, so I did some checking.
Yeah, fishing together and stuff.
Inconclusive.