Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Between these two hubcaps here and that upside-down speedometer.
Kind of hard to have a meaningful relationship with a dead woman.
Lois.
Funny. You got a Master's in engineering and you can't turn on an alarm system.
Yes?
Oh, God, I hate this.
- I have more important things to deal with. - Of course you do.
Collating data.
Coming soon to a theater near you, the action-adventure of the year.
I'm sorry, but the Daily Planet has a policy that we don't pay for information.
Did you ever see the one with the two dogs in the bar, throwing darts?
What happened wasn't an accident. It was a diversion...
There's a heavy-metals processing plant out on Highway 9, I believe.
- No, you... - Bad idea. Bad idea!
And after I went to all the trouble of killing poor Barrows.
That happens all the time in the big city, right?
I'm proud of you, son.
This is not the first threat I've received. These... These things, they never pan out.
Clark, don't.
Now, this... This is my favorite.
Pete, don't you have a box score to study?
Database access code accepted.
- Lois, find how he cut into the broadcast. - Okay, fine.
- I was kidding. - Just because Barrows didn't get to talk...
- I don't see it, chief. - Oh, yeah, look.
Let me guess. A piece of it was in the ring I got?
...titanium, cesium, a diamond and a computer chip...
This is silly.
He's beyond pathetic.
You went from being afraid to open the box...
- What are you doing tomorrow night? - Lois.
- They don't trust us? - Victor...
The boys in the press box called him the Prankster.
Okay, I'll rig it some way so it's easy to operate.
You know, the people at the Planet won't enjoy this prank as much as I will.
You implied if I wasn't single, I wouldn't have this problem.
Jimmy, can you take a picture of something else?
Look, I know this guy. I spent a lot of time with him.
Oh, Victor...
- Not yet, why? - You're the action shot of the day.