Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...what it means, what it's capable of doing...

I never felt so helpless in my entire life.

And she'll stay fine if you'll simply roll the device toward the sound of my voice.

Did I just explain what you were talking about?

Now, tell me, where is the device, Miss Lane?

You think you could find him for me, please?

Well, you can kill me anytime.

Men just seem to get all feeble-minded when a kind-of-attractive woman...

- Hi, Mayson. - Hi, Clark.

Well, either I am or I'm not.

Go. Go! Get her!

Somebody, help!

- Yes? - Thank you for coming.

- What did you say? - It looks like a silver ballpoint pen.

...and I was wondering if you would like to join me?

Maybe we should have that child here with us now.

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

Yeah, Superman, I'm okay.

How is he gonna get there if he can't see where he's going?

...that I'm willing to assume any son of theirs wouldn't do what you did...

- I'm Superman. - Do you see my cane?

You know, he and Superman are friends, and Superman needs him.

Oh, you will wish you had not lied to me, Miss Lane.

Cold feet, Jimmy. Cold feet.

I don't want an explanation, and I won't ask you out again.

...with our suitcases in our hands, saying, "Where's our boy?"

Lois, can you get to where I am?

...to truth, to loyalty?

Never mind who I am. If you wanna know about Dr. Faraday...

Well, would you be kind enough to answer it anyway?

It's probably temporary.

Superman, look this way.

- You want me to give it a go? - Oh, please. Thanks.

You see, the information is implanted in your brain.

- I told you he left town early. - Jimmy, listen, McClain called in sick.

Yes, I'm his partner, not his keeper.