Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's the secret to how all of his powers work.
Lois, are you sure?
As a reporter, no. But I'm talking as an editor.
- If this thing explodes... - I understand. Go.
I'm not saying that the bridge collapse isn't news.
Thanks. It's exciting.
Not if you don't talk to each other, there isn't.
You don't understand. I don't wanna be editor anymore.
- Think it's tied to the lab explosion? - Well, maybe, yeah.
...sweet. - No.
...even though you don't think you have anything to apologize for.
Everybody's gonna look at you a little differently now that you're the boss.
Speed-reading classes.
No, Ethan, not the typewriter!
Good.
I was in the neighborhood. I thought I could buy you coffee.
I know where I belong. Where the action is.
You boys have got a lot of explaining to do.
But it can't be good for Superman, that's for sure.
Because you're not partners right now doesn't mean you're not still a team.
Good morning. What's so funny?
The difference is you're forcing me to help you kill Superman.
- My wife, the boss. - I still can't believe it.
Let's eat.
See the girl over there by the vending machines?
It was one of the most difficult I've ever had to make.
Sorry. Just go ahead, start.
The lab explosion, the rocket.
- Where do you put nuclear waste? - In the silo there's a mile-deep well.
The byline should have Lois' name on it too.
Chief, can I get you a cup of coffee? What do you need?
Who was the last person to see Eric Press before he disappeared?
I should have let you run with the story all along, Clark.
So if we drain his powers and we keep him out of the sun...
You're gonna make a terrific editor.
Positive, chief.
I just want you to know, in every category, you were neck and neck.
Oh, I just thought I'd stop by, see how things are going, you know.
Just so we're clear...
Without hard facts, there is no story, honey. I'm sorry.
...if I hadn't sat on evidence. - Maybe, maybe not.