Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're not starting this again. I'm here on business for the Daily Planet.

What's wrong with this picture is that we have no picture.

Why are you reading that tabloid rag?

He doesn't have to do that. He's your publisher.

Excuse me. The Mayor would like to have a moment with you.

Listen, Linda, I'm warning you, stay away from him.

Of course, Paul fell for her and dumped me...

- All right. - How did she do that?

Yes, sir. That's what I intend to do.

Looking for your career?

Lois, I love your dress. You're so lucky.

To drag us into a war.

Me? You can sure dish it out but you can't take it.

but he was nice enough to give me a quote for my story.

Do you mind if I say something here?

- She did it again. - What?

- That'll do. - There's a woman trapped on a ledge.

So what do we do now?

Stay here while I go warn the Secretary.

Breathe deeply, girls. The Freon's better than freezing to death.

Maybe, except he's so used to you doing it for him.

I think he had a lunch date with Linda King.

So bring a date.

Lois, it's nice to see you, too.

Speaking of bodies, that partner of yours? Great one. Buns of steel.

And the pie chart...

as a lovely parting gift.

Which you haven't.

Go ahead, mock me. You don't know the depths...

Now, what we need is a good scandal.

Both of Y’all Acting like some Straight Motherfukkin Bitches

Can we make it happen?

Linda and I were best friends.

Mr. Kent can speak for himself.

I wonder what she's wearing.

Do you wanna go?

A government to govern all governments

and my story because you were under the influence of your hormones?

I wasn't sure that you were interested in moving our relationship...