Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But that will have to wait.
- Good morning. ...that you and I are blood relations?
Unmanned Kryptonian probes...
- Did you finish that inventory list? - No.
You see, abandoned by his parents, raised in a succession...
And you never lied to me, Lois?
- Why are you so curious? - I'm not curious.
but by the time help gets there, it's too late.
- How could there be? - Just ask and find out.
Time grows short, and we continue to search.
Picked it up, put it in your pocket, took it home, kept it?
I'm looking for Louie.
This is a mistake.
said that it was attuned to me.
It's truly remarkable.
But you can't do that.
He walks among us.
If I'd seen the globe first...
- No, leave it. Leave everything. - The boy?
The full-figure Mona Lisa.
What's your question?
irreplaceable stuff.
Null and void?
- Come on, Jack. - Do it!
Where is the item?
How did you feel when somebody took your stuff?
- And you are the woman. - More or less.
Oh, the boys.
- Yeah. Thanks. - Welcome.
Do you have any idea where the globe is now?
Superman didn't arrive when we assumed he did.
The truth.
- So, how's the patient? - He should come around soon.
And Stanley was, in fact, my great-aunt Edna's son out of wedlock...
- What? - Still.
married for her third marriage, a man named Stanley Nugent.
Guess it had something to do with Superman.
Remember us.
- Incoming. - Activate defenses.
Do not regret our passing.
Precision and care are the watchwords.
- Are you thirsty? - Yeah.
According to Metropolis Science Magazine...
No! This is about us. How can I ever trust you again?
Who's he?
as well as this account of our final days.
- What did they look like? - I don't remember.