Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I hope so.
They sure didn't ride all this way just for the pretzels.
It worked.
Well, you two are my inspiration. I've read everything about you.
And don't pretend that hurt...
Well, well.
No, my century.
Lois, I think we should keep as low a profile as we can.
If you're looking for work, that's not the kind of saloon I run.
Well, don't worry, my dear.
See, time travel, it's not possible.
...so I'll be right back.
You think it was easy for me, sitting there watch you swoon...
We serve whiskey, we serve beer
- Smallville? - No. We have no fuel.
You've gotta be kidding. That's the best you could do?
You wanna know the future, Miss Lane?
- Clark, I think we're talking to your great... - My great-great-grandparents.
You stupid, hayseed, corn-sucking cow lovers!
We are all blinded by love, Miss Lane.
...you're about to be stranded in 1866.
I'll send the police.
Lois, I have hated not being able to tell you this.
...that changes us forever.
Most of my friends are pro-gun control.
- Oh, no. - Who's your buddy, huh? Who's your pal?
Septembari 21, 1972
But I can run this one. Now, go.
You are the lowest form of life imaginable.
Do you have any idea where they are?
And I never wanted to hurt you in any way.
Yeah. Appreciate it.
Thank you, ma'am.
Septembari 12, 1972
...Superman.
Size never made no difference before.