Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

At least, he has so far...
It's the Kents.
Come here.
What's going on here?
You said you were gonna tell me about Dr. Faraday.
Superman likes them too, as I recall.
Though the loss of sight is quite tragic...
Could you put that in layman's terms?
I just... I never really thought of you sleeping, I guess.
I came by just to make sure you're okay.
He used it on me, didn't he?
I'm furious. It's always the same thing.
...the wheels rotate in the same direction.
You lifted the furniture. Really heavy furniture that...
No, Mayson, I don't know when he'll be back.
I understand why he didn't want us to go to Lois' place...
Dr. Bannergy, I presume.
- Excuse me, sir. Could you...? - Get a job, you bum.
- Oolong? - Oolong.
Oh, well, if you'll excuse me, I have something to do.
There's an antidote?
- Kent? - I think you know our son.
Daily Planet, please.
If I could see, I could search this place in seconds.
And I can tell you this right now, Lois. I am not one of them.
You sure he's the best?
Was he holding anything in his hand?
And ordinarily we'd just stay here until he came home...
What were they working on?
Maybe I misunderstood when I was supposed to pick him up.
I can't believe it, they had real scones.
You could let me sleep on your couch tonight.