Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

People shouldn't have to live up to expectations.

...two trains headed towards each other... - Perry!

Perry wants us to cover that Society for Microentomologists Convention.

Go on, they're seedless.

- Mr. Leon... - Please, please. Sit down, sit down.

They weren't ours. They had just arrived from one of the former Soviet republics.

You know, I could try and reach my partner, Clark Kent.

- Oh, come on. We do it all the time. - For example?

I'm already across that stream.

Here you go, cafe mocha.

We put them in the Jeep and drove to the police.

What do you say, Lois?

...with two outs and two strikes...

"Lucky Leon secret shipment."

At least we know the Army caught the terrorists and got the warheads back.

That came for you while you were in there with Perry.

No, I mean you and your parents.

Because he's a criminal.

Why? What's the worst that could happen?

By the way, Borges was poisoned. Somebody killed him with synthetic curare.

- Superman, please step aside. - Ready arms.

...the only time people ever really seem to express themselves...

...and then I had to share with sister.

... and will be solely dedicated to...

...but today is your lucky day.

I guess I got a little lost in the dark.

I've already spoken to the head legal counsel...

One thing I can't understand is how Lucky Leon was able to kill Borges.

Lois, no. I like what you're wearing. You look fantastic.

Thanks, man. I owe you.