Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have nothing to hide, Miss Lane.
And this is my workshop.
Is that thing ready?
How about I take you out to the old ball game?
Well, you know.
...but she never could hook up with the right guy.
And my problem today...
- Do I know you from somewhere? - Lois Lane.
I don't know. I thought maybe for a moment there maybe...
Donna and I are gonna travel around the world and then settle down...
How do you know him?
Well, that's okay. We'll stand.
With any luck, he'll get back with us in the morning.
No, that's not entirely true, Mr. Kent. There is another place.
Why is he doing this to me?
No.
I know, I did the cutting.
All he did was talk about you and what he was gonna do to you.
It's been dipped in some kind of chemical.
His firm did the selling, he did the designing.
What are you gonna say if it turns out he's not behind this?
Well, if it were a nuclear-type device, a piece of plutonium.
Do you mind if we stop by my apartment so I can change?
Long time no see. I'm gonna kill you cuz I wanna kill you. I'm gonna kill you cuz I can kill you." Long time no see. I'm gonna kill you cuz I wanna kill you. I'm gonna kill you cuz I can kill you."
Lois, I just got off the phone with the museum.
- That's fine. Let's go. - Okay. Thank you.
Nice work, Jimmy.
No. No. It's all right.
All of a sudden, he's trying to shove me in the blender...
I have no idea.
- What caused this? - I'm not sure.
Yeah, some of our plutonium.
... in our city's lovely riverfront industrial area.
- Morning. - Morning.
You know, it's true what they say. Love stinks.
Go ahead, son.
Will you get serious? We're talking about my life.
...so someone could steal the chips from the truck.
Who's yelling?
Found it.