Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He said time is of the essence. Jump in.

If you knew and somebody found out that you knew, you'd have been a target.

You're a liar. There's nothing worse.

- Now, wait a minute... - You're Miss Martha.

Well, I grabbed on to the back of this machine...

How about some more buttermilk?

- Oh, you don't have to be polite. - Oh, he's not.

God, I love irony.

I was just thinking...

You got a little schmutz here on your...

You always have an answer for everything. You're good, Clark. You're really good.

Now, if what I did was wrong, then I apologize.

That's odd. I just saw a couple weird-looking city fellas up at his place.

We'd better go.

- What? - Curious.

Over in Shuster's Field.

Time to go, pal.

...that we would give you all our jewelry? Or maybe get Superman to dig you a mine.

You better back that face right on up, mister.

You will tell me.

Maybe there were a lot of things that I couldn't say...

I'm Clark Kent.

That way you'll both remember nothing, and none of this will have ever happened.

So where's your man from the future?

No violence, no crime.

I didn't want him to see the city.

We gotta do something about this.

Which is exactly where we'd like you and the naked lady.

I don't believe it.

But I know that if I were to find a baby...

You like violence so much, come on, let's see what you've got.

- Where are we? - Well, if I remember my Kent history...

- Unless that's Bob Dylan. - There ain't no handle.

- Is there a doctor in town? - He went back East.