Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What did I just say? - I have absolutely no idea.

...with a light shining in my face...

Okay, thank you.

- Hi, Lois. - Martha. Jonathan.

She's fine for now, Superman.

- Why did you just throw that away? - It doesn't work.

- You have a flashlight? - No, doctor.

The deceased is Neal Faraday. Does that name mean anything to you?

- Superman... - Everything's fine, Lois.

Good, that makes this easier. I have a cabin in the mountains.

- We thought he was with you. - No, he's not around, Mayson.

- Well, maybe we'll get used to it, huh? - I don't know.

They just spent a weekend together. A three-day weekend.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

...for the last few years. - Well, so are some of my reporters.

- Lois Lane. - It's cold this time of year...

How do I know you're telling the truth?

Yes, I'd like to make a collect call, please.

I shook her, and I yelled at her, and it didn't seem to have any effect.

- You sleep? - Yes, I sleep.

Is there any sound coming out? Can you tell me who the dead guy is?

- I don't believe it. - I know what you mean, Jimmy.

...but there's a fireplace.

"Oh, I tried, Perry, but..." "I'm sorry, Perry, but..."

- I'm blind! - Yeah. Yeah, I think I am too.

I can't believe she has to see him again so soon.

"I wish Perry, but..."