Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...but I don't think we're gonna make it. So thanks for flying with me, Mr. White.

We must take the miracle of my resurrection as a sign.

This says that that photo was taken recently in Metropolis.

- But will they eat one of their own? - Please, wait! I'll get it back for you.

You do feel something for me.

Crudely made, but real.

Nice job, two of you. Nice job, two of you.

A new crime organization in Metropolis.

I can't believe it.

Otherwise, we're gonna lose him.

Chief, I'm making a doughnut run. Need anything?

But I asked for a description, exact match to the kidnapper.

I love being in love. There's no feeling like it in the whole world.

...and a new lampshade.

- Yeah, chief? - I do need something.

I didn't say a word. Honestly.

Could you help an old man across the street?

Nothing's going to go wrong, Your Honor, believe me.

Aren't you that reporter who almost married Lex Luthor?

How much do you need?

Didn't take long for the jackals to move in.

It's all right. It's just a minor setback.

Kind of like a test run.

Yeah, and he's in seclusion on his yacht.

...I'm determined to prove the villain.

And that was just "hi." What happens when you start saying words...

Gee, Nigel, your concern for Lex is overwhelming.

...my mother told me that story.