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Original Air Date on March 2, 2005
Outside sh*t of a snowy mountain range. Day.
Screen text: St. Moritz, Switzerland.
A young woman, Lucy, gets off a ski lift at the top of the mountain inside a building. She stands at the top of a flight of stairs leading down to the slope. She steps onto her skis, clicking the boots into place, then takes a deep breath. She pulls down her goggles and pushes off, skiing down the stairs and onto the slope.
Another skier is coming down the hill behind her. He scrapes at the slope with his poles, trying to catch up to Lucy. She looks back and sees him advancing. She ducks her head down to pick up speed.
He finally does catch up with her and tries to grab her from behind. She elbows his face and he falls backwards. He manages to stay on his feet, though, and stands upright again, chasing her down the slope. Lucy goes over a small jump and the man follows her, both of them skiing at an extremely high speed.
She looks back at the man again to see how close he is. Then another man comes at her from the side and tries to grab her, but she skis past him before he can get to her. The second man joins the first in chasing Lucy down the hill. She takes another jump and the men take it after her. They ski down the hill in a line as a nearly full moon looks down on them from the blue sky.
Lucy skis down a narrow path between two large rocks. The two men jump off the rocks to the slope below. One of the men lands the jump perfectly, and the other loses his balance and falls down.
Lucy takes another jump, this one much bigger than the others, and soars through the air before landing again on the slope. The man makes good time, taking the jump flawlessly and landing behind her. They ski through an area of densely packed trees. When they are near the clearing, Lucy lets one of her ski poles get caught on a tree that she passes. The man trips over the pole and falls down. He rips off his helmet and goggles angrily as he watches Lucy get away. He pounds the ground in frustration.
Lucy gets to the bottom of the hill and skids to a stop. She reaches into her jacket pocket.
Cut to an outside sh*t of the Kent farm. In Clark's bedroom, where Lois is staying, the clock says 3:02 AM. Lois's cell phone rings perkily on the bedside table. Lois is wearing a sleep mask with the words "do not disturb" on it and she swats at the clock, thinking that she is hearing the alarm. Then she takes off her mask and turns the clock around to look at it.
Lois: [Groggy.] Who the hell calls at 3 AM? [She answers her phone.] This had better be good.
Lucy: [Still on the slope.] Lo, it's me!
Lois: [Surprised.] Lucy? Where are you?
Lucy: [Sounding excited.] Good news, big sis. I'm coming to see you the day after tomorrow. Don't worry about the airport, all right? I'll grab a shuttle.
Lois: Lucy, wait ...
Lucy: Can't wait to see you. Bye!
Lucy hangs up. Lois hangs up her phone and lies back on the bed with a nervous sigh. Then she pulls her mask back over her eyes, annoyed.
[Opening credits]
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Day. Inside, Shelby the dog is resting on the floor of the dining room. Clark, Jonathan, and Martha are seated at the table and Lois enters wearing an apron and carrying a plate of pancakes which she puts down on the table.
Lois: I hope you guys are hungry because there are plenty more where these came from.
Jonathan: Lois, you really didn't have to... [He notices the sloppy pile of broken pancakes Lois has made.] ...do all this.
Martha: At least let me help. Um, I should make some eggs.
Martha stands up.
Lois: Oh, no, no, no, Mrs. Kent. [She seats Martha.] You just sit down, relax. Look, here I am using your home as my own personal Motel 6. It's really the least I can do.
Clark picks up one of the pancake scraps, inspecting it.
Clark: Yeah, well, I'm not that hungry, so I'm gonna have some O.J.
Clark tries to stand up, but Lois pushes him back into his seat forcefully.
Lois: Come on. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Bacon?
She lifts the lid from a frying pan, revealing a stack of burnt bacon strips.
Lois: Okay, so I'm never gonna make it to the cordon bleu, but I thought it would be less of a disaster than helping out on the farm.
Jonathan smiles doubtfully.
Lois: Maybe ironing.
Clark: Lois, what's going on?
Lois: What do you mean?
Clark: You made us breakfast, you're offering to do chores. You want something.
Lois: No. It's called being nice.
Clark: Yeah, well, if you were any nicer, we'd starve.
Martha: Clark...
Martha shakes her head subtly at Clark.
Lois: He's right, Mrs. Kent. Look, um...[She sits down.] See, you guys have been so good to me already, it's kind of hard to ask for yet another favor, so... But, um, I ...
They hear the door open and Lucy calls from the next room.
Lucy: Lo? Anybody home?
Shelby barks and accompanies Lucy into the dining room. Lucy is dragging a large suitcase behind her and she scratches Shelby's head affectionately.
Lucy: [To Shelby.] Hi, sweetie. What's your name?
Everyone at the dining room table stands up and Lois rushes to Lucy.
Lois: Hi.
They hug.
Lucy: I'm so happy to see you.
Lois: Um... meet my sister Lucy. She was kind of hoping she could crash here for a couple days.
Lucy: I know it's last minute, but I had this school break, and I'm willing to sleep in the barn.
Clark: No, that's okay. Lois can sleep in the barn.
Lois glares at Clark.
Jonathan: Nobody has to sleep out there.
Martha: We'd love to have you, Lucy. Um, you can stay in Lois's room.
Jonathan: We'll, uh, we'll go up and get your things set up.
Jonathan and Martha smile hospitably at Lucy and go upstairs. Clark steps forward.
Clark: So, Lucy, Lois has told us absolutely nothing about you.
Lucy: Well there's not much to tell.
During Lois's next line, Lucy and Clark share a silent moment, looking into each other's eyes flirtatiously.
Lois: Oh, please. Let me gloat. She is getting straight A's at one of the most prestigious prep schools in Europe, she is fluent in three languages, and she is fending off Ivy League colleges with a stick.
Clark: [To Lucy.] Wow, that's impressive. What happened to Lois?
Lucy laughs.
Lois: [To Lucy.] You're gonna find that Clark's charm is an acquired taste, much like his sense of fashion.
Lucy: Well, thanks for letting me stay. I don't know how I'm going to repay you.
Clark: Well, just tell me plenty of embarrassing stories about Lois.
Lois: [Laughs.] Funny guy.
Lois punches Clark in the chest roughly.
Lucy: Well, I'm just gonna go wash off four time zones' worth of airport connections.
Lucy starts toward the stairs and stops when Lois speaks.
Lois: Lucy? Are you sure everything's okay?
Lucy: Now that I'm here with you, it's perfect.
Lucy goes up the stairs, and Clark follows her. Lois sighs uneasily.
Outside sh*t of the Talon. Day. Jason and Lana enter the Talon wearing running clothes. They walk up the stairs toward Lana's apartment.
Jason: You know, you cheated on that last stretch, young lady. I had you b*at.
Lana links her arm with Jason's.
Lana: Well, I only offered you a kiss. Didn't think you'd actually fall for it.
Lana pushes Jason out of the way and runs up to the apartment. When they enter, they both stop abruptly, looking around the room in distress.
Lana: Oh, my God.
The apartment has been ransacked. Chairs have been tipped over, and the contents of the shelves have been strewn on the floor.
Jason: Hold on.
Jason goes to the open bathroom door and looks inside. Then he closes the door and comes back to Lana.
Jason: Is anything missing?
Lana: I don't know.
Lana runs to her dresser and looks at her jewelry box.
Lana: My jewelry is still here. [Picks up her wallet from the bed.] My wallet's right where I left it.
Jason: Okay, well, if nothing valuable is missing, then...
They share a look of realization.
Lana: The stone.
Lana and Jason run to the fireplace. Jason removes a loose brick from the base of the fireplace and pulls out a small box. He opens the box and it is empty. Lana puts her hand on her head in panic and walks away from the fireplace.
Jason: Who else could've known it was here?
Lana: I don't know.
Jason: Well, no one saw me take it in China.
Lana: Maybe, uh, maybe Lex or Lionel figured it out.
Jason: Or Clark. I mean, you always said there was a side of him that you never really knew.
Lana: [Getting worked up.] I don't care who did this, Jason. I don't care about these stones. I just want to forget they ever existed.
Jason: Lana, this isn't some bad dream that you can just blink away. This is real life. We have to find that stone.
Lana: No, we don't. Jason, our relationship has become more about chasing artifacts than it is about you and me. And that isn't a relationship. Remember when our biggest problem was trying to find a place to steal a kiss?
Jason: [Thoughtful.] Yeah, you usually preferred under the bleachers.
Lana: Well, there is no reason why we can't go back to those days, without worrying about break-ins and artifacts and the Luthors... And Clark Kent.
Jason looks into Lana's eyes for a moment, then nods.
Jason: You're right. Then whoever took the stone, they can just keep it. And, uh, and we'll just concentrate on the only thing that really matters. Us.
Lana nods.
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Day. Inside the loft, Clark comes down the stairs as Lucy enters the barn wearing overalls and carrying a bucket of milk.
Lucy: [Smiling.] Hope you're thirsty.
Clark: [Surprised.] What are you doing?
Lucy: Oh, I figured I would help out and get the morning milk. I spent last spring break on my friend's farm in the Swiss countryside.
Clark: [Impressed.] Well, you didn't really have to do that.
Lucy: I figured if I'm gonna stay, I have to pull my own weight.
Lucy walks toward him slowly as she speaks, smiling. He looks back at her shyly, clearly attracted to her. Lois enters.
Clark: Hey, uh, Lois. Did you hear that?
Lois: I'm sorry. Did you say something? [To Lucy.] Go get changed. I'm going to work.
Clark: Since when did you work?
Lois: Since today. I'm helping your mom out at the Talon. [To Lucy.] So Chloe is going to be your official Smallville tour guide, not that there's much to see.
Lucy: Oh, I don't know. [She looks Clark up and down.] So far it looks pretty good.
Clark smiles as Lucy leaves the barn. Lois laughs sarcastically.
Lois: Don't let all that flirting go to your head. She goes to an all-girls school. You're probably the first guy she's talked to in a couple months.
Clark: Lois, I don't want you to get the wrong idea, but ever since Lucy came to town you've been grumpier than normal. Are you not happy to see your sister?
Lois: Of course I am. Look, there's a thing with sisters. You can love them without really liking them.
Clark: You don't like your own sister?
Lois: More like she's not very crazy about me, not that I blame her.
Clark: Yeah, well, look, you might be a little rough around the edges, but as far as sisters go, Lucy could do a lot worse.
Lois: Um, thanks for the ringing endorsement. When my mother died, my dad had two girls he didn't know how to deal with. So he did what every good military leader would do. He instituted a chain of command, and I reported to him ...
Clark: Lucy reported to you.
Lois: Yeah. It takes sibling rivalry to a whole new level. I had to make sure she had three square meals, got to school, did her homework.
Clark: You became her mother.
Lois: Yeah, except I was not prepared. I used to give her advice like, you know, don't kiss a boy or you're gonna get pregnant. And, yeah, maybe she had a few more chores than most kids.
Clark: Is that why she decided to go to boarding school?
Lois: Oh, unlike your family, there was no discussion. When the general gives an order, you're expected to carry it out.
Clark: Whoa, sounds kind of harsh.
Lois: Trust me. Lucy got the better end of the deal. I mean, don't get me wrong. She totally deserves it. But I guess there was just a part of me that was always jealous she got out and I didn't.
Clark looks at Lois sympathetically. Lois looks slightly embarrassed as if she is surprised at herself for revealing so much.
Lois: [Changing the subject.] I gotta go to work. I hear your mother is a sl*ve driver.
She walks out of the barn quickly.
Lois is taking a woman's order at the Talon. Day. The woman is seated at the table. Lois is wearing an apron and carrying a serving tray and notepad.
Woman: I need a, uh, half-half soy latte, no foam, no whip, and a, uh, blueberry muffin top, hold the stem.
Lois: [To herself as she walks away.] Whatever happened to regular old black coffee?
Lois walks behind the bar, passing Lex and Clark who are standing at the bar.
Lex: [To Clark.] Two Lanes under one roof. That's got to be interesting.
Another waitress hands both Clark and Lex a cup of coffee.
Clark: Well, I haven't had a hot shower in two days, and the laundry machine is running nonstop. The phone line is consistently busy.
Lex smiles.
Clark: No, it's nice having them around. I mean, it kind of takes the loneliness out of the house.
Lex: Yeah, I always hated the sound of a quiet home.
Chloe and Lucy enter. Chloe sees Lois behind the bar.
Chloe: Whoa! Is that Lois with a tray? Hey, cuz!
Lois walks away from the bar with a customer's order.
Clark: Yes, it is. It's kind of like a free floor show. Have you two been catching up?
Chloe: Um, yeah. Lucy's just filling me in on all her hidden talents. She was a violinist for the Zurich Youth Orchestra.
Lucy: It was nothing. It's just a hobby.
Lex: [Impressed.] Given their reputation in Europe, I highly doubt that.
Clark: [Introducing Lex.] Oh, sorry, Lucy, this is ...
Lucy: Lex Luthor. [They shake hands.] I read your profile in Fortune magazine a couple months ago. I thought your theories on the future of American business were very interesting.
Lex looks at Lucy quietly for a moment, surprised by her knowledge.
Lex: Well, I'd be curious to know what you think of my piano skills. Drop by the mansion. I'd love to play with a serious musician.
They are interrupted by a crash of breaking glass as Lois drops her tray.
Lois: Oh, crap!
Chloe: [Smiling.] I'm gonna go help her out.
Chloe goes over to help Lois. A man enters the Talon, the same man who was chasing Lucy on the ski slope. He stares at Lucy and Clark notices.
Clark: [Quietly.] Lucy, who's that guy staring at you back there?
Lucy turns around to look and the man is gone. She turns back to Clark and looks at him questioningly. He looks around, confused.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of Lex's mansion. Night. Lionel is in his room when Jason barges in. He walks toward Lionel and speaks in a low, thr*at tone.
Jason: Luthor, where is it?
Lionel: Well, perhaps you can tell me what it is you want.
Jason: You know exactly what it is I want. You gave me that map because you knew I'd end up in China, and you knew I'd find that stone.
Jason walks over to the bookshelf and starts knocking books onto the floor, looking for the stone.
Jason: It was all one big calculated ploy, wasn't it?
Lionel: If I had the foresight which you attribute to me, I wouldn't need any ancient artifacts to help me.
Jason: If you've got any kind of foresight, you will let me know where that stone is right now. Otherwise, this is gonna get very ugly.
Lionel: Oh, so now in addition to hurling accusations, you decide to thr*at me?
Jason: You break into her apartment, you go through her private things ...
Lionel: I assure you, breaking and entering is not my style.
Jason continues to search around the room, throwing things out of his way.
Lionel: Your lost treasure isn't here, Mr. Teague. You'll have to look somewhere else. Good day.
In a rage, Jason grabs Lionel off of the couch and pushes him against the bookshelf.
Jason: I'm not going anywhere, Luthor, until you give me that stone or you convince me that you didn't take it.
Lionel: You storm in here, you accuse me of some ham-fisted home invasion ...
Jason slams him against the shelf again.
Lionel: Why are you doing this? Is it an act? An elaborate diversion?
Jason: Don't turn this around on me!
Lionel: I think we both know there's nothing stronger than the love between mother and son. And I'm sure Miss Lang agrees.
Lionel looks over Jason's shoulder. Jason turns around and sees that Lana is standing in the doorway, watching the confrontation with frightened tears in her eyes.
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Night. Inside, Lucy creeps down the stairs quietly. She walks through the kitchen and into the living room where Clark is asleep on the couch. She opens the front door softly and leaves. When she is gone, Clark sits up, having been awake the whole time, and looks at the door.
Cut to Lucy using a key to unlock the door of the Talon and she enters. She walks behind the bar and kneels down next to the cash drawer. She opens a makeup compact and places it on the counter with the mirror facing the restaurant so that she can see if someone is approaching behind her. She unlocks the drawer and pulls out a stack of dollar bills, then stops when she sees Clark's face in the mirror. She quickly puts the money back and stands up to face him.
Clark: I knew you had talents, but I didn't think burglary was one of them.
Lucy: I swear I was gonna pay it all back. I'm not some criminal.
Clark: You do a pretty good job of impersonating one. Look, Lucy, I just don't get it. I mean, why?
Lucy: Do you have any idea what it's like to be different from everyone else? To be a total outsider?
Clark: I might have an idea.
Lucy: At my school, I'm surrounded by the wealthiest kids in the world. So unless I want to be the school's outcast, I had to be like them, look like them.
Clark: Well, I'm sure it's a very expensive undertaking. But do you really have to resort to petty theft in order to fit in?
Lucy: Well, I tried using my credit cards, but they maxed out. So I went to this club owner who's known for lending money to the credit-impaired.
Clark: You went to a loan shark?
Lucy: Well, it's called something else in German, but yeah, that's the idea.
Clark: Wait, so that's the guy who was here the other day staring at you.
Lucy doesn't respond.
Clark: All right, look, how much do you owe?
Lucy: Fifty thousand U.S. dollars. [Clark is shocked.] But most of it is just bonus interest.
Clark: Look, Lucy, we gotta tell your father about this.
Lucy: No, I can't. The general's convinced I'm the embodiment of the perfect daughter.
Clark: Well, at least we have to tell Lois.
Lucy: I don't want to disappoint her.
Clark: She's your sister. She'll understand.
Lucy: Not everyone has a family like yours, Clark. Please don't tell her. I think the best thing for me to do is to just... disappear for a while.
She starts to leave.
Clark: Lucy, wait. [She stops.] If you're in some sort of trouble, the best thing to do is to just stay here, keep a low profile. Maybe there's something I can do to help.
Lucy looks at Clark hopefully.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High School. Day. In the Torch office, Chloe and Clark are researching the loan shark on the computer. There is a picture of the man who has been following Lucy around on the computer screen and several details about him.
Chloe: His name is Marcus Becker. He's a bouncer at a club called Kronos in Zurich with a resume chock full of felonies. Apparently this club is a front for the kind of people that you don't want to owe money to.
Clark: I wish she'd just tell Lois.
Lois enters the Torch office.
Lois: She doesn't have to. I knew her hop, skip, and a jump over the Atlantic wasn't because she missed her big sister, and if this guy is bothering Lucy, then I'm gonna find him. We're gonna have a little talk.
Chloe stands up and grabs Lois's arm, preventing her from leaving.
Chloe: Lois, before you go all Lifetime heroine, remember that this is not the school bully she's dealing with.
Clark: Seriously, she is in trouble. But I think I know someone who can help.
Lex and Lucy are in Lex's study. Day. Lex is playing a classical piece on the piano and Lucy plays along on the violin. Lois and Clark enter. Lois claps her hands as if applauding the performance, and Lex and Lucy stop playing.
Lois: [An implying tone.] Bravo, Lucy. Excellent performance.
Lex: Yeah, I had no idea the younger Lane was such a virtuoso.
Lois: Oh, apparently there's quite a bit about the younger Lane you don't know.
Lucy: [Annoyed.] Thanks, Clark. You're pretty great about keeping a secret.
Clark: Lucy, I want to help you. That's why I'm here. Lex, I was gonna tell you about the money, but I think she already b*at me to it.
Lex: [Standing up.] And what money would that be?
Lucy: I didn't come here looking for a handout. I can solve this problem myself.
Lucy puts her violin back in its case angrily.
Lois: [Becoming angry.] Well, as long as we're on the topic of personal finance, how did you think you'd be able to pay this money back? Standing on the street corner playing the violin for loose change?
Lucy: There's a reason I didn't tell you.
Lois: Look, I don't want to have to say anything to the general about this, but ...
Lucy: You're not Mom, all right! So stop trying to be.
Lois: Don't you dare bring Mom into this.
Lex: [Calming.] Ladies, please.
Clark: [To Lex.] Lucy owes fifty thousand dollars to a guy in Switzerland. He's come to Smallville to collect.
Lex turns to Lucy, surprised.
Lex: Now, Lucy, how does a girl like you get involved with a loan shark?
Lucy: It's a long story. Look, I didn't ask for anyone's help. Not Clark, not Lois, not you. I'm a big girl. I can handle this on my own.
Lex: Fifty thousand dollars is a lot to handle, even for a big girl.
Lucy: Yeah, well, I guess that's my problem.
Lucy starts to leave.
Lex: Lucy, before you walk out that door, why don't you tell me what happened? I have the resources to deal with these kinds of people.
Outside sh*t of Lex's mansion. Night. Lex and Clark walk down the hallway together.
Lex: They want Bearer Bonds which are impossible to trace. This isn't amateur hour.
Clark: I thought you had a policy not to deal with extortionists.
Lex: This is different, Clark. This isn't the first time I've dealt with these people.
Clark: Wait, you know Marcus Becker?
Lex: I know the man he works for. They're a German crime syndicate, and they've repeatedly blocked my attempts to buy a hotel in Zurich through intimidation and blackmail. If I get this guy in custody, I'll have something to squeeze them with.
Clark: So Lucy's just a pawn?
Lex: No. I just have other reasons for helping her out.
Lucy and Lois walk up to Lex and Clark.
Lucy: Becker wants me to meet him at an abandoned warehouse at the corner of Market and Linden.
Lex nods.
Clark: Lex, this isn't worth getting hurt over.
Lex: No one's getting hurt, Clark. All I'm doing is delivering the briefcase. The GPS device inside will lead my security team right to them
Lucy: He said he only wants me there.
Lex: No. That's not gonna happen. I'm going alone.
Cut to Lex driving in his car. Lucy is sitting in the passenger seat and Lois is squeezed uncomfortably between them.
Lois: A hundred grand, chrome wheels, and thirteen speakers, and instead of a backseat... Oh, yeah. I get the gear shift.
Lucy: Are we there yet?
Lois: Have you ever been in a car and not uttered those words?
Lucy: All I'm saying is, this guy's not gonna be happy if we're not there on time. He's not the kind of guy you want to piss off.
Lex: Relax. We're close.
They suddenly hear a siren coming from behind them as a police car rides their tail closely, flashing its blue and red lights.
Lex: Damn it.
Lucy: Can you outrun them?
Lex: Don't worry. I'll handle it.
Lex comes to a stop.
Lex: Just stay put.
He gets out of the car and walks toward the police car as the officer gets out. The officer's face is covered in shadow.
Lex: Excuse me, officer. I appreciate your need to fill your speeding ticket quota, but can we make this quick?
Officer: Put your hands over your head.
Lex: [Confused.] What?
Officer: Put your hands up now.
The officer points his g*n at Lex. Lex raises his hands.
Lex: Look, I think there's been a mistake. I may have been speeding, but ...
Officer: Shut up!
The officer steps forward into the light and we see that he is Marcus Becker. He speaks with a Swiss accent.
Officer: Go get the bonds, Mr. Luthor.
Inside the car, Lucy and Lois see what is going on through the rear window.
Lucy: Oh, my God!
Lois: No, no, just stay calm, okay?
Lex slowly walks to the trunk of his car and opens it, pulling out a silver briefcase. He offers it to Marcus.
Marcus: Nice try.
Marcus pulls a plastic bag out of his pocket.
Marcus: Dump it in the bag.
Lex puts the briefcase down on the ground and opens it, transferring the bonds from the case to the bag. When he finishes, Marcus nods.
Marcus: Thank you.
Marcus whips Lex across the face with his g*n.
Marcus: [Viciously.] Good night.
Unexpectedly, Lois kicks Marcus in the chest. He grimaces in pain, but keeps his balance and grabs Lois around the neck, pointing his g*n at her head.
Marcus: You wouldn't want Lucy to be an only child, would you?
Cut to Clark super speeding to the warehouse where Lucy was supposed to meet Marcus. The large sliding door is locked shut, and he breaks the lock in his hand, shoving the door up.
Inside there is a flower shop. There are several customers there and a female employee. They are all startled.
Employee: Take my word for it. There's no cash on the premises.
Clark: Wait, where's Marcus Becker?
Employee: Never heard of him.
Clark looks around in frustration, realizing that he has been set up.
Cut to Clark super speeding into the road where the cop car Marcus used is still parked with its lights flashing. He finds Lex still lying on the road, bleeding from his forehead.
Clark: Lex!
Lex: Clark, he's got the girls.
Lex groans in pain.
Fade to black.
A large semi truck comes to a stop on the road. Day. A man steps out of the cab but all we see of him are his black shoes and slacks. Inside the back of the truck, Lois and Lucy are trapped. Lois pounds on the door. Lex's car is parked inside the back of the truck with them.
Lois: Hey! Somebody!
Lucy: It's no use. We are totally and utterly screwed.
Lois: Oh, let's not jump to conclusions, here. I have a history of getting us out of the jams you get us into. I'll think of something.
Lucy: Lois, this isn't like getting ourselves locked in the mess hall pantry or getting lost on our bikes in Bangkok.
The door opens and Marcus comes into the back of the truck holding a g*n and a brown paper bag.
Lois: I don't get it. You got your money. Why don't you go back home, eat some Swiss cheese, and live happily every after? You don't need us.
Marcus: But I do. The Luthor well has only just been tapped. I'm here to strike it rich.
Lucy: You son of a bitch. You're holding us for ransom?
Lois: Lucy, zip it.
Lois takes a small step toward Marcus and he immediately points his g*n at her.
Lois: Let my sister go. You don't need both of us.
Marcus: Sure I do. A pair of Lanes. It definitely ups the ante.
Lois: The world would be a whole lot worse without her in it than without me, right? She's the one with the future. If she'd only learn to behave herself.
Marcus: Eat up, girls.
Marcus tosses the paper bag to Lucy, and she catches it.
Lucy: How generous of you. I thought you'd let us starve.
Marcus: The one with the sticker has no tomatoes.
Marcus leaves and shuts the door behind him.
Lois: [Forcefully.] Lucy?
Lucy: [Startled.] Yeah?
Lois: How does he know you don't like tomatoes?
Lucy is silent, unable to respond.
Clark comes into Lex's study where Lex is standing in front of the f*re with a drink. Day.
Clark: Lucy Lane has been conning us this whole time.
Lex: That's a pretty bold accusation, Clark.
Clark: The drop-off was a fake. There was no warehouse. And Lucy was the only one who knew about the GPS. I mean, how else would Becker have known to treat the briefcase like the plague?
Lex: Becker's a pro. He could simply be cautious about the money.
Clark: It's all part of a bigger plan. The way she accidentally woke me up on her way to steal from the Talon. She knew I'd catch her in the act. Her sob story about not being able to fit in at school. It was all a setup in order to win my sympathy so I'd come to you for the money.
Lex: She played us like a Stradivarius.
Clark: What I don't understand is why abduct Lois? I know it's a con, but why kidnap your own sister?
Lex: Well, they say sibling rivalries run deep.
A servant comes in.
Woman: Line one, Mr. Luthor. It's Becker.
Lex goes to his phone at the desk and picks it up.
Lex: Lex Luthor.
Clark uses his super hearing to hear both sides of the conversation.
Becker: Place $500,000 in Bearer Bonds in a tractor trailer on Highway 54 just north of Cherry Hill.
Lex: That's not how it works.
Becker hangs up. Clark super speeds out of the room when Lex isn't looking. Lex hangs up his phone and looks around.
Lex: Clark? Clark?
sh*t of the semi truck driving down the road. Day. Inside the back, Lois stands with her back to Lucy.
Lucy: I swear, Lois, it wasn't supposed to end up this way.
Lois: [Turns around, furious.] When Michael Hoover was throwing dirt clods at you, who kicked his butt, huh? Who was the one who let you sleep in her bed and listen to you snore every night after Mom died?
Lucy: [Crying.] Lois, I'm sorry.
Lois: Well, sorry's not good enough! I want to know why. I want to know why you turned to a life of crime when you have everything in the world going for you. You're as close to fricking perfect as it gets!
Lucy: Because that's what the general always wanted. I just went along and played the part. From the day I left for school, all I wanted was to go home.
Lois: Why didn't you tell the general that?
Lucy: How could I? It was clear he didn't want me around. He wanted you.
Lois: What are you talking about?
Lucy: Why do you think he sent me off to school after Mom died?
Lois: He sent you off to school because you were brilliant, and you deserved the best education available.
Lucy: Well, you can think whatever you want. But the fact is, I always envied you.
Lois: Me? I was being dragged around the world like a spare piece of luggage.
Lucy: Yeah, but you had something I never had.
Lois: What?
Lucy: Our dad.
Lois: Luce. I don't think either of us ever had Dad.
Cut to Clark super speeding on to Highway 54. He comes to a stop and looks around, but there are no cars in sight. Then he sees the semi truck approach beneath the overpass that he is standing on. Lucy and Lois talk in the truck and Clark hears them with his super hearing.
Lucy: I'm sorry I got you into this, Lois.
Lois: Don't worry about it. I've been in far worse trouble than this.
The truck passes underneath the overpass and Clark super speeds to the edge. In slow motion, he jumps off the edge of the overpass, flailing his arms and legs as if reaching for the truck. He travels an enormous distance through the air and lands on top of the truck.
Lucy and Lois hear the impact and exchange a frightened glance. Clark runs to the front of the truck and jumps onto the cab. Marcus looks up at the ceiling, confused by the noise. Then he grabs his g*n and aims it at the ceiling. He sh**t several b*ll*ts that go through the roof of the cab but miss Clark. Lois and Lucy duck down at the sound of the g*n.
Marcus runs out of b*ll*ts and reaches toward the dashboard to get more. Then Clark climbs down the side of the cab and walks toward the driver side door. He punches through the glass of the window and hits Marcus in the face. Marcus grunts and falls unconscious.
Clark jumps into the cab as the truck starts to swerve all over the road. Lucy and Lois are thrown around in the back and slam against the walls. They both fall to the ground, and Lois holds onto Lucy tightly. Clark sits in the driver's seat and attempts to regain control of the truck. He finally succeeds in stopping the truck.
Two black trucks drive toward the semi from behind. Lex is in the passenger seat of one of them and he talks on a walkie-talkie.
Lex: We're pulling over. Now!
The two trucks stop and Lex comes out holding a g*n. His other security men come after him as they jog to the driver's side door of the semi and Lex opens it. When he looks inside, Marcus is alone and unconscious. He looks back to his men, at a loss.
Cut to Lex's car being driven down a ramp out of the back of the semi. Lex and Lois walk toward one of Lex's black trucks.
Lex: How are you feeling?
Lois: Well, I have a newfound appreciation for seatbelts. I can tell you that. [Pause.] What are you going to do with my sister?
Lex: I don't have a choice. I have to notify the authorities.
Lois nods. Suddenly, Lex's car engine revs loudly and starts to drive away. Lex's men scream at it.
Man: Hey, hey!
The car comes a stop next to Lois and Lex and we see that Lucy is driving it. Through the rolled up window, she mouths the words "I'm sorry." Then she speeds away.
Lois: Lucy!
Lois watches the car go, then turns away with tears in her eyes.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Day. Inside the barn, Clark pulls a saddle off a work table and sets it down on a box which rests on top of a couple of hay bales. Lex enters.
Clark: Lex. Any luck finding Lucy?
Lex: No. All that turned up was the car minus my fifty thousand dollars.
Clark: Look, Lex, I know that Lois feels really bad about this. But there's really no way she would've ...
Lex: Clark, I'm not here to collect. Besides, having Becker in custody is worth a lot more to me than fifty grand.
Clark: Your deal in Zurich. [Clark nods.] Well, I'm glad that someone came out of this ahead.
Lex: How's Lois?
Clark: Um, I don't know. She hasn't said anything all day. But I don't know why Lucy would run away. I mean, Lucy is her family.
Lex: Just because you have the same blood running through your veins doesn't make you family. Look at us, Clark. I'm a product of my father's breeding. He needed an heir. But your parents chose you out of love. I'd take your family any day of the week.
Clark nods and smiles slightly, touched.
Clark: I just think Lois and Lucy could've been closer.
Lex: Well, hopefully, one day they will be. But that's up to them. So quit blaming yourself for what happened.
Lex starts to leave.
Clark: Lex. [Lex stops with his back to Clark.] Do you ever miss not having a sibling?
Lex: I used to... [He turns around.] Until I met you, Clark. You're closer to me than any... blood brother.
They look at each other for a moment, then Lex leaves. Clark takes out a rag and slowly walks back to the saddle and begins to shine it.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High School. Day. Inside, Clark walks through the crowded hallway. Chloe walks up to him.
Chloe: Hey.
Clark: Hey.
Chloe: Have you recovered from Hurricane Lucy yet?
Clark: I just hope she changes her ways before she gets herself hurt.
Chloe: You know, it never fails. Keeping secrets always leads to trouble. I don't know which is more difficult, being the one keeping the secret or the one who's being duped.
Chloe looks at Clark pointedly. He changes the subject.
Clark: Have you, uh, talked to Lois? She's been holed up in her room all day. She took it all pretty hard.
They stop walking.
Chloe: Yeah, well, ever since I could remember, the one thing Lois has always wanted is to protect her little sister.
Clark: I guess no matter how bad you want to, you just can't save everyone.
Chloe: But it doesn't stop you from trying. Does it, Clark?
She smiles slyly at him and walks away.
Lex enters his study where Lionel is seated at the desk. Day.
Lex: Dad, clearly the idea of personal space is lost on you.
Lionel: Lex, one of your employees paid me a visit recently, and I wasn't clear whether it was official business or what it was.
Lionel stands from the desk and walks around it, giving Lex his space back.
Lex: As far as I know, our outstanding business if finished.
Lionel: Well, he ... Jason Teague, that's who it was ... accused me of taking something that didn't belong to me, of stealing.
An annoyed expression crosses Lex's face.
Lex: Well, it wouldn't be the first time.
Lionel: Be that as it may, the accusation was false.
Lex sits down at the desk.
Lionel: [Thoughtful.] But given what's missing, I almost wish I was guilty.
Lex: What was it?
Lionel: You know the answer to that question, Lex. You're the one who took it from him.
Lex: Dad, if you want to play games, there's a deck of cards in the parlor.
Lionel: Let's talk about games. You hire someone to travel to China to search for an ancient artifact. He finds it, he steals it, but he keeps it for himself. Then you have to steal it back from him. [Chuckling.] You've turned hot potato into an art form, son.
Lex looks at Lionel in shock.
Lex: Jason Teague found the stone?
Lionel: Either you are the best con man in the world, or you are truly unbelievably naive.
Lex lowers his eyes, ruminating.
Lionel: Good afternoon, Lex.
Lionel leaves the study. Lex remains quite still at the desk, too stunned to move.
Lana enters her apartment in the Talon. Night. She turns on the light and closes the door. Then she walks over to the window and opens it, climbing through it to the f*re escape outside. On the side of the building is pipe and she unscrews the end of it, reaching in and pulling out a folded handkerchief.
She opens the handkerchief revealing the stone. She looks at it somewhat nervously, but without any surprise, as she is the one who put it there.
A sh*t of the stars in the night sky. Lois is looking at them through Clark's telescope in the loft. Clark comes up the stairs. Lois's attitude is curt.
Clark: I thought you said that telescopes were for geeks and stalkers.
Lois: Yeah, well, as was proven over the last few days, I can seriously misjudge people. [Clark nods.] You know, if you've come to kick me off the farm, I completely understand.
Clark: Yeah, um, actually I came here to tell you we have food in the oven if you're hungry.
Lois: [Quickly.] Thanks.
Clark smiles, seeing that Lois is hiding her feelings.
Clark: How you holding up?
Lois: I just got off the phone with the general.
Clark: Oh, that was all the screaming I heard from the house.
Lois: Yeah. Well, apparently, he is very disappointed in me for letting this happen, and as far as my family chain of command goes, I am the weakest link.
Clark: [Genuine.] I'm sorry.
Lois: Don't be. You know, there's something cathartic about telling a three-star general to go to hell.
Lois's breath becomes uneven and she turns away from Clark.
Lois: Uh, you know, all these years, I thought I had my sister pegged. But, uh, in reality she's a complete stranger to me. [She turns back to Clark.]
Clark: Even if that were true, I think that if she called you tomorrow, you'd be there in a second to help her.
Lois: Yeah, I would. She's my sister.
Clark: I don't think Lucy's all that bad.
Lois: You're amazing, Smallville. You always look for the best in people even when they walk all over you.
Clark: I guess that explains why we're friends.
Lois: Oh, we're friends now?
Clark: Well, I won't tell anyone if you don't.
Lois nods at Clark, accepting his jab. He smiles. Lois punches Clark on the shoulder and exits the loft.
Clark looks into the telescope and sees two comets flying toward each other in the sky. When the comets cross each other's paths, there is a bright flash of light, and then they both continue on their way.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "04x16 - Lucy"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 13th, 2005
Outside sh*t of LuthorCorp. Night. Inside, Lex is in a laboratory with Dr. Sinclair. Lex is staring intently at a piece of green kryptonite suspended in a glass t*nk. There is a large laser projector pointed at it. The projector is turned off as Dr. Sinclair makes adjustments to it.
Lex: Are you sure you've corrected the problem, Dr. Sinclair?
Sinclair: Absolutely, Mr. Luthor. The stimulations have all been positive. Increasing the thermal variations by 98% should eliminate the separation impurity.
Lex walks around the laser projector and toward Dr. Sinclair who walks toward his computer.
Lex: Six months of this and all you had to do was turn up the heat?
Sinclair: Well, it's not that simple, Mr. Luthor. I mean, the composition of these meteor rocks is highly unusual. Calculating the exact temperature was a challenge.
Lex: One I hope you're up to. If this works, I'll leave a mark on the world no one will ever forget.
Sinclair: It won't hurt your bank account either.
Sinclair hands Lex a pair of dark protective glasses. Lex puts on the glasses and takes a deep breath, standing next to the glass t*nk.
Sinclair: Initiating sequence.
Sinclair hits a few buttons on the computer and a female computerized voice is heard.
Computer: Thermal sequence initiated.
The projector emits a narrow blue laser that hits the center of the meteor rock. The inside of the green kryptonite begins to swirl slowly.
Sinclair: Increasing thermal output 70%.
Lex: [Quietly, hopeful.] Come on, come on.
Computer: Approaching optimum thermal reaction.
Sinclair: Opening the irradiation samples.
Below the kryptonite, the base of the t*nk opens up revealing several plant seeds.
Computer: Subject seeds exposed to radiation.
Sinclair: 90%. Absorption level as expected.
Computer: Irregular molecular stimulation noted in subject seeds.
Sinclair: [Watching the computer screen.] 95%. 98%. Power objective has been attained. Molecular activity is exceeding the control model. [Becoming distressed.] The thermal level is continuing to accelerate.
The green glow of the kryptonite darkens until it becomes black and a flashing blue light strobes on the seeds in the t*nk.
Computer: Thermal levels exceeding safety parameters.
Lex turns to Sinclair.
Lex: What's happening?
Sinclair: The temperature is climbing past the target range.
Lex takes off his glasses and walks back to the computer next to Sinclair.
Lex: Shut it down!
Sinclair: I'm trying, sir, I'm trying!
The blue energy inside the black kryptonite continues to grow in strength until the rock starts to crack as if about to burst. Lex pushes Sinclair away from the computer, trying to protect him.
Lex: Get out of here!
Sinclair turns to go and slams his head against a banister on the way, knocking himself unconscious.
Lex looks at the kryptonite again and turns to go just as the kryptonite bursts with bluish-purple energy that strikes Lex on the back. His arms flail out to his sides and he screams and shakes around as though he is being electrocuted.
When the energy stops, Lex falls to the floor and the glass t*nk explodes, making a mess of the whole room. Lex stands up, groaning in pain. All of the tables in the room have been knocked over and the overhead fluorescent lights flicker weakly. Lex kneels down and helps Sinclair to his feet.
Lex: Doc, are you okay?
Sinclair groans in response. He is bleeding from above his left eye. They both look around the room.
Lex: I'm calling this one a failure. Come on, Dr. Sinclair, I'll get you to the hospital.
Lex holds onto Sinclair, helping him walk out of the laboratory. As they are leaving, another Lex who has been lying behind the shattered kryptonite t*nk stands up and watches them go with disbelief.
[Opening credits]
Outside sh*t of the Smallville Medical Center. Night. Inside, Clark and Chloe enter a patient room where Lex is sitting on an exam table.
Clark: [Concerned.] Lex, are you okay?
Lex: Clark, I'm fine. [Lex stands up.] How did you know I was here?
Chloe: One of your EMTs is a friend of mine. She said there was an expl*si*n at LuthorCorp?
Clark: What happened?
Lex: We were conducting an experiment.
Clark: Well, I'm guessing it didn't go well.
Lex: Not exactly as I hoped, but it was worth the risk.
Chloe: I'm sure it was... to LuthorCorp's bottom line.
Lex: To the world, Chloe. Look, why don't the two of you come with me to the lab, and I'll show you what Dr. Sinclair and I have been working on?
Clark and Chloe exchange a puzzled glance, surprised by the invitation.
Lex: I really think you're gonna like this one.
Lex grabs his coat from where it is hanging by the door and leaves the room.
Clark: All right, let's go.
Clark starts to leave, but Chloe stops him.
Chloe: Clark, wait, I'm not buying any story from a Luthor without corroboration. So I'm gonna go talk to Dr. Sinclair and find out what he has to say about this.
Clark: Okay. I'll check out the lab with Lex.
Chloe: Just be careful, okay? I mean, no matter what he says, LuthorCorp experiments never end well.
Clark smiles at Chloe, clearly unconcerned, and leaves the room.
Cut to Lex entering Dr. Sinclair's hospital room where Sinclair is asleep in the bed. Lex leans over the bed and looks at the cut over Sinclair's eye which has now been stitched up.
Lex: Wow. That looks like it hurts.
Sinclair: [Looking around.] What happened?
Lex: Well, I was hoping you could tell me.
Sinclair: There was an expl*si*n.
Lex: Do you remember anything else after the accident? Anything unusual?
Sinclair: Like what?
Lex: Like seeing two of me.
Sinclair: [Confused.] What?
Lex: I think the expl*si*n caused some kind of separation, a division at the molecular level, I don't know. But I saw myself, doctor. I saw another Lex Luthor.
Sinclair: Oh, my God.
Lex: What about reversing it? Is there any way to force the two me's back together?
Sinclair: My research notes are back in the lab. If I had those, I might be able to find a way to reverse the process.
Lex smiles.
Lex: I'm gonna go back to the lab and get the notes.
Lex walks over to the window that faces into the hallway of the hospital and closes the blinds. Then he walks back to Dr. Sinclair.
Lex: In the meantime, why don't you get some rest?
Sinclair nods his head and closes his eyes.
Lex sticks an empty syringe into Sinclair's IV tube and pumps it full of air, staring at Sinclair darkly.
Cut to Chloe walking down the hall of the medical center. She sees Lex coming out of Sinclair's room.
Chloe: [Confused.] Lex?
Lex: Chloe.
Chloe: I thought you left for the lab with Clark.
Lex: Well, I just wanted to check in with Dr. Sinclair first.
Chloe: Hmm. Was he all right?
Lex: [With a smile.] Not feeling a thing.
Chloe: Well, I was hoping I could maybe talk to him.
Lex: Well, he's sleeping now. [He leads Chloe away from Sinclair's room.] Maybe you should come back later when he's feeling a little more alive.
Chloe: Okay.
Lex leaves Chloe standing in the hallway as he continues walking. A high pitched beeping is suddenly heard from Dr. Sinclair's room and a female voice is heard over the loudspeaker.
Woman: Code blue, room 213. Code blue, room 213.
Two men quickly wheel a defibrillator into Sinclair's room as a doctor runs in after them. Chloe turns back to Lex who looks back at her coldly as he turns the corner. Then Chloe peeks into Sinclair's room where the doctor and the orderlies are trying to resuscitate him. Chloe's expression is one of suspicion and fear.
Clark and Lex are in the laboratory at LuthorCorp. Night. They stand next to a glass t*nk full of plants.
Clark: This is what your secret experiment was about? Gardening?
Lex: [Smiles.] No, Clark. It's about the future. These are growing in common sand with only a few drops of water as irrigation.
Clark: If my dad planted a crop of these, he'd never have to worry about the harvest again.
Lex: Until it arrived on your dinner table.
Lex walks over to a nearby table and Clark follows him. Lex picks up an apple from a jar full of them. He hands the apple to Clark.
Lex: Taste it. [Clark takes a bite.] Those were grown from irradiated seeds.
Clark grimaces.
Clark: Something's wrong. It tastes-
Lex: Rotten? [Clark nods.] That's what we've been wrestling with. See, we've successfully destroyed the genes that make a plant weak, giving it the ability to thrive under the harshest conditions. But the process also affects the fruit it bears, and not for the better.
Clark: Is that what you were trying to fix when the expl*si*n happened?
Lex: Dr. Sinclair thought increasing the temperature of the reaction would solve the problem.
Lex walks toward the middle of the room where the shattered t*nk rests. Clark puts down the apple and follows him.
Lex: We pushed it further than we ever have, Clark, but the meteor rock became unstable.
Clark: Wait you're working with meteor rocks again?
Lex: If I can find a way to make this work, LuthorCorp could put and end to hunger and famine forever. I'm hoping there's something in Dr. Sinclair's notes that will explain exactly what went wrong.
Lex goes to a safe on the wall and punches in a code, then opens the door revealing Dr. Sinclair's notes on a shelf. Clark is suddenly weakened and backs away from the safe as on the shelf below the notes there are several large samples of kryptonite. Clark stumbles and almost knocks over a table.
Lex: Clark, you all right?
Clark: Yeah, um, I don't think that apple's sitting very well. I'll wait for you outside.
Lex looks at Clark with concern as Clark leaves the lab. As he goes, we see that the other Lex is hiding out of sight, listening to what has been going on.
Outside sh*t of Lex's mansion. Night. Inside, Lex enters the study where Lionel is waiting on the couch. Lex stops walking when he sees his father, and Lionel stands up.
Lionel: Lex. I haven't forgotten. I know I'm-I'm not welcome here, but I heard there was an accident at LuthorCorp, and I wanted to be sure you were all right.
Lex: I'm fine, Dad. Thanks for the concern.
Lex walks past Lionel and puts his briefcase down on the desk.
Lionel: Well, I'm grateful you're all in one piece. Sorry. I'm sorry for the intrusion.
Lionel starts to leave.
Lex: Dad. [Lionel turns around.] Are you still planning on your charity fundraiser Saturday?
Lionel: [He smiles.] Yes. I must say it's quite an interesting challenge trying to get the deep pockets to show up for a salad bar and ginger chicken.
Lex: Would it help if the head of LuthorCorp promised to make an appearance?
Lionel: Really? You'd do that?
Lex: Under one condition.
Lionel: [Nodding, unsurprised.] Oh.
Lex: You hold the even on the top floor of LuthorCorp Plaza in Metropolis. I'll even reach out to a few of those reluctant deep pockets.
Lionel: [Taken off guard.] That's very generous of you.
Lex: You must be rubbing off on me. I admit, I had my doubts about the motives behind your sudden philanthropy, but I can see how much joy helping the less fortunate is bringing you. Dad, I'm... I'm proud of you.
Lionel is at a loss for words. Finally, he steps forward.
Lionel: [Touched.] Thank you, Lex. I'm truly grateful. [He touches Lex's face.] For everything.
Lionel leaves the room. Lex turns back to his briefcase on the desk and picks up Dr. Sinclair's notes. Suddenly, we see that the other Lex, LEX #2, is standing behind him.
Lex #2: Amazing work, isn't it?
Lex turns around, startled by the voice. He is even more startled to find himself face to face with himself.
Lex #2: Hello, me.
Lex #2 whips Lex across the face with a p*stol, knocking him to the ground.
Lex #2: Meet the real you.
Fade to black.
Fade up on a large antique chandelier. Night. The sh*t moves down to the ground where Lex is sitting on the floor with his head bowed and his knees drawn up to his chest. He is leaning against a support beam to which he appears to be chained. He is in a storage area full of shelves and old furniture. Lex #2 walks up to Lex and looks down at him.
Lex #2: Well, I can't have you running about, can I?
Lex: Who are you?
Lex #2: Oh, well, that's a question I've been struggling with for years. Hey, remember the last time we were in this room? Dad told us not to play down here, but I whispered in your ear to do it anyway?
Lex: The door blew shut, locking me in. No one could hear me.
Lex #2: [Laughing cruelly.] You were so afraid. A scared, trembling child. I hated you for that.
Lex: My God. You're me.
Lex #2: [Kneeling down next to Lex.] No, Lex. I'm much, much more.
Lex pushes himself to his feet, beginning to understand.
Lex: The expl*si*n in the lab.
Lex #2: Freed me from your weakness. At last, I can embrace my true destiny.
Lex tries to lunge at Lex #2, but the chains binding his wrists hold him back. He screams in frustration which delights Lex #2.
Lex #2: Yeah! Come on! Come on! You can do it! Stop me! Come on! [Lex #2 grabs Lex's face roughly.] You disappoint me. [He pushes Lex away.] As always.
Lex: If I'm such a letdown, why don't you just k*ll me?
Lex #2: Nothing would make me happier. Unfortunately, I don't know what will happen to me if you die. Are we somehow still connected? Would I cease to exist as you gasp your last breath? I'm not keen on taking that chance.
Lex: You can't keep me locked down here forever.
Lex #2: Why? No one heard our screams when we were a child, and no one will hear yours now. Just like in that Dumas story. [He smiles, excited.] Oh, it was always one of our favorites, wasn't it? King Louis XIV imprisons his twin brother in the Bastille, forcing him to live out his final days behind an iron mask.
Lex #2 reaches onto a nearby shelf and grabs an iron mask of armor. Lex begins to struggle against his chains again, fearful.
Lex: No.
Lex #2: You see most people think Louis did it to hide his brother's true identity, but we know better. He did it because he couldn't stand looking at such a pale reflection of his own greatness.
Lex: Don't.
Lex #2 lifts the mask onto Lex's head and locks it into place.
Lex: No! No! No!
Lex grunts underneath the mask.
Lex #2: Shh. It's good to be the king.
Lex #2 leaves the room as Lex continues to scream and struggle.
Lex #2: I guess it's up to me to show the world the real Lex Luthor.
Lex #2 turns off the lights and leaves the room. Lex falls silent.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High. Day. Clark enters the Torch office where Chloe is waiting.
Clark: Chloe.
Chloe: Hey. It's about time. Pretty slow for the quarterback.
Clark: Ex-quarterback. What's so important?
Chloe: Dr. Sinclair.
Clark: Did he say something about the expl*si*n at LuthorCorp?
Chloe: He couldn't. He's d*ad, Clark.
Clark: What? What happened?
Chloe: Cardiac arrest. In a guy with no history of heart problems.
Clark: Well, I'd better go tell Lex.
Chloe: He already knows, I think. I bumped into him coming out of Dr. Sinclair's room just before he died.
Clark: When was this?
Chloe: Right after you left for the lab.
Clark: Well, Chloe, I was with Lex. We went to the lab together.
Chloe: Which would be about the same time I was talking to Lex outside Dr. Sinclair's room.
Clark: Well, that's impossible.
Chloe: Not in Smallville. You of all people should know that.
Chloe goes to her computer and sits down. Then she notices the strange look Clark is giving her because of her comment.
Chloe: You know, because of all the stuff you've seen.
Clark: Well, there must be a way to figure out the timeline.
Chloe: Yeah, there is. Smallville Medical Center has a surveillance system which, as far as you know, I've never hacked into because that would be wrong.
Clark nods, smiling slightly.
Chloe: It's just gonna take a while.
Clark: Call me if you find anything.
Chloe types on the keyboard and Clark leaves.
Lana enters her apartment with a bag of groceries. Day. She finds Lex seated on her couch and stops walking, confused.
Lana: Lex. What are you doing here?
Lex: I got a message on my cell that you wanted to see me.
Lana: So you just let yourself in?
Lex: My bad. Would you like me to go?
Lana: No, no. It's okay. You kind of just surprised me.
Lex stands up and walks toward her.
Lex: I've been doing that to a lot of people.
Lex chivalrously takes Lana's groceries and puts them down on the kitchen counter. Lana becomes even more confused.
Lex: So what can I do for Miss Lang this afternoon?
Lana: I wanted to talk to you about Jason.
Lex: [Flat.] Oh. Him.
Lana: I, uh, I really appreciate everything that you've already told me about Jason and his mom, but do you... Do you really think that-
Lex: What I think, Lana, is you deserve better. You deserve to be with someone who recognizes how extraordinary you are.
Lex walks toward Lana, getting uncomfortably close to her. He caresses her face with the backs of his fingers, making her flinch.
Lana: Lex, what are you doing?
Lex: What I've always wanted to.
Lex leans in and kisses Lana forcefully on the lips. Lana pushes him away and slaps his face, stepping away from him.
Lex: Well, I do like them feisty.
Lana: Get out of my apartment.
Lex: If that's how you want to play it. Oh, by the way, I'm closing the Talon.
Lana: What?! You can't do that!
Lex: Hmm, I think I can.
Lana: Lex, this is my home. Where am I supposed to go?
Lex: That's really up to you, isn't it? Lana, you could live like a queen by my side, or get tossed out with the rest of the garbage. Why don't you think about it? I know I will.
Lex leaves the apartment.
Lex and a female partner are fencing in his study. Day. They are wearing full fencing gear including masks. Lionel enters.
Lionel: Lex.
Lex's partner becomes distracted and looks at Lionel. Lex takes the opportunity to press the tip of his fencing sword to his partner's chest, winning the match.
Lionel: What's going on? What the hell are you doing?
Lex and his partner take off their masks.
Lex: Seizing the moment, Dad. Just like you taught me. [To his partner.] Same time tomorrow?
She smiles at him and starts to leave the study. As she passes by Lex, he slaps her behind and she turns around, startled but still smiling. She leaves. Lionel puts his hands on his hips, sighing disapprovingly.
Lex: Now, what's your problem with me this time, old man?
Lionel: It was your offer to hold a fundraiser at LuthorCorp Plaza, then you go behind my back and cancel the whole thing. Why would you do that?
Lex: [In a loud, mimicking voice.] Because helping those who refuse to help themselves is a waste of time and money, son! Isn't that what the old Lionel Luthor used to say?
Lionel: I've changed. People change, Lex.
Lex: No, they don't. They just get soft. Like you. All right, Dad. I'll let you have your little blue plate charity soiree. I'll even make a generous contribution.
Lionel: And what would I have to do in exchange for this contribution, hmm?
Lex selects two fencing swords and tosses one of them to Lionel and Lionel catches it.
Lex: I want you to prove you're still worthy to be my father.
Lionel: [Losing his cool.] Are you insane, Lex?!
Lex: No. Just curious.
Lionel: I'm not going to fight-
Lex lunges at Lionel with his sword, forcing Lionel to defend himself. They duel each other, walking around in a half circle as Lionel yells at Lex.
Lionel: Lex, stop it! Lex, stop it!
Lex stops for a moment.
Lex: Is the miraculous transformation into the man in the white suit genuine, or is it all just an act?
Lex att*cks again, and Lionel blocks with his sword.
Lionel: Lex, stop this! Stop it now! Lex, stop it!
Their swords clash above their heads and Lex pulls Lionel close to his face.
Lex: Do you even know the answer to that question or have you been too afraid to ask? What's inside you, Dad? Is it really just puppies and hugs now or is something else twisting in your gut, squirming to be free again?
In a rage, Lionel pulls his sword away from Lex whips Lex across the face with the handle, knocking Lex to the floor. Then Lionel presses the tip of the sword to Lex's chest.
Lex: I knew you were in there somewhere, Father.
Lionel looks down at Lex uneasily, realizing what he has done. Lex stands slowly, the tip of Lionel's sword still pressed against his chest. Lex strikes it with his own sword, causing Lionel to lose his grip, and his sword is thrown to the floor.
Lex: [thr*at.] You should've stayed in prison. You were safer there.
Lex whips his sword at Lionel's face, giving him a small cut on the cheek. Lionel gasps and touches the small amount of blood on his face. Lex tosses his sword to Lionel and Lionel catches it. Then Lex grins and exits the room. Lionel watches him go with fury in his eyes.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the Kent barn. Day. Clark enters the barn and stops when he sees Lana sitting on the stairs looking upset.
Clark: Lana? You okay?
Lana: [Forcing a smile.] Yeah. [She stands.] No. Uh, did you know that Lex was going to close the Talon?
Clark: No. Who told you that?
Clark walks to her.
Lana: He did.
Clark: Well, I saw him last night. He didn't mention anything.
Lana: Clark, when I, um, when I came home, he was in my apartment. The way he was acting... It was like he was a totally different person.
Clark: Maybe he was.
Lana: Do you think that maybe he's having another psychotic break?
Clark: It's more complicated than that.
Lana: It always is, isn't it? You think you know someone, but there's this side of them that you never see. Until it's too late.
Clark: Well, you've certainly seen me at my worst.
Lana: And at your best.
Clark: [About to say something important.] Lana...
Clark's cell phone rings. He answers it.
Clark: Hello?
We see Chloe sitting at her computer in the Torch office.
Chloe: Clark. I found surveillance footage of Lex and me outside of Dr. Sinclair's room talking. And of you and Lex leaving the medical center.
We see the images on her screen.
Clark: What about the time stamps?
Chloe: They're identical. Looks like our favorite billionaire has one hell of a split personality.
Clark: Yeah. Thanks.
Clark hangs up and turns back to Lana, unsure of what to say.
Lex is kneeling before the f*re in his study, poking at it with a f*re poker. Night. Clark enters.
Clark: Lex. I need to talk to you. This is important.
Lex stands up and puts the poker away.
Lex: Well, I always have time for a friend, Clark. What's on your mind?
Clark: What did we talk about last night?
Lex: Well, we talked about a lot of things. The future, changing the world, reshaping it into a better place. And then you started to feel sick. You said it was from the apple.
Lex goes to the bar and makes a drink as Clark sighs with relief.
Clark: That's right.
Lex: Clark, what's this all about?
Clark: Well, I had to be sure who I was talking to.
Lex: What?
Clark: Lex, Dr. Sinclair is d*ad. Someone m*rder him.
Lex: [Shocked.] Clark, who would do something like that?
Clark: Well, you would. [Lex looks at Clark strangely.] Well, I mean, at least someone who looks like you.
Clark hands Lex two pictures, the two images of him with Chloe and with Clark in the medical center.
Lex: Where did you get these?
Clark: Chloe pulled them off the surveillance system at the medical center. She saw you leaving Sinclair's room at the same time we were gong to LuthorCorp.
Lex: How is this possible?
Clark: Something must've happened when the meteor rock exploded during your experiment.
Lex: What are you saying? This other Lex is some kind of copy?
Clark: I think he's a part of you that split off.
Lex: I'm gonna put a security team together. Get Chloe to meet me at the lab.
Clark: How will I know it's you?
Lex: Well, we can always try a secret handshake. But I like to think you know me better than anyone after all these years. Clark, this whole mess is my fault. But I'll put an end to all of it tonight.
Clark, Chloe, and Lex enter the lab at LuthorCorp. Night.
Lex: I want to thank you two for bringing this to my attention. My security team is working to detain the situation.
Clark: Is there anything we can do to help?
Lex's cell phone rings.
Lex: Excuse me. [He answers it.] Hello? I'll be right there. [Hangs up.] This could be what I was hoping for. I'll be right back. Don't worry. This will all be over soon. [As he is leaving.] Keep an eye out for my security team.
He exits. Chloe picks up a vial from a nearby table.
Clark: Chloe, what are you doing?
Chloe: Snooping where I don't belong. I'm thinking of making a career out of it.
Clark: Lex, said he was gonna be right back.
Chloe: How can you be sure it was really him?
Clark: I was careful. Besides, I think I know my own friend, Chloe.
Chloe: Clark, how many times has your friend done something underhanded that you didn't expect? People have a lot of different sides and sometimes they keep those sides hidden, even from the ones that they love.
Chloe walks to another table and continues to snoop.
Clark: Sometimes you have to, even if that's not what you want.
Chloe: [Slightly heated.] Yeah, but sooner or later you have to trust them with what's in your heart. Otherwise, you're gonna end up going through life alone.
Clark doesn't have a response to this. He lifts up a mangled piece of metal remaining from the expl*si*n and uncovers a piece of the black kryptonite. It glows a malevolent bluish-purple and Clark backs away from it quickly, holding his hand, but he does not appear weakened.
Chloe doesn't notice. She opens a cabinet.
Chloe: Clark? Clark!
Clark: What'd you find?
Clark comes to the cabinet and they see a LuthorCorp security officer sitting inside with blood on his chest. He is d*ad.
Unseen by either of them, Lex watches all of this. When they are standing in front of the cabinet, he pushes a button on a remote control and a huge platform begins plummeting towards Clark and Chloe from the ceiling. They both look up when they hear it, but it is falling too fast to get out of the way. Clark pushes Chloe to the ground and lies down over her, shielding her from the impact. The platform cracks in half on his back, completely covering Clark and Chloe.
Lex: [Satisfied.] Situation contained.
He turns to leave, then stops when he hears a rumbling coming from the broken platform. He turns around and watches Clark stand up and easily push the two pieces of the platform away. Clark doesn't realize he is being watched. Chloe is unconscious. Lex watches with the hint of a tear in his eye.
Clark:
[Kneeling down.] Chloe? Chloe?
Lex's eyes widen, and he leaves the lab.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the Kent house. Night. In the kitchen, Chloe is seated at the counter holding a cloth to a cut on her face. Clark takes a pitcher of water from the fridge and pours a glass for Chloe.
Clark: We really should get you to the hospital.
Chloe: Yeah, ‘cause that worked out really well for Dr. Sinclair. Clark, I'm fine, okay? Although I still can't figure out how I survived the sky falling on my head. Can you?
Clark: The last thing I remember was I grabbed you and we dove underneath the lab table. It must've protected us from the debris.
Chloe: Good thing our ex-quarterback moves so fast.
Clark: Yeah, well, not fast enough.
Clark grimaces as he pushes Chloe's hair out of the way to look at a bruise on her forehead. Chloe smiles.
Chloe: Clark, I can live with a couple of bruises considering the alternative. You're always there when I need you, Clark. I just hope someday I can do the same for you.
Clark: Right now I just want to make sure you're safe.
Chloe: I can... I can stay with Lois at the military base. Perfect. Although getting between her and the general while they're trying to reconcile might be just as dangerous. [She stands up and puts on her coat.] Watch out, okay? Lex can be devious enough. There's no telling what his evil twin is capable of. I'll be on my cell.
Chloe leaves.
Clark enters the barn talking on his cell phone. Night.
Clark: Okay. But if you see him, call me. And be careful. Lex really isn't himself. He's more dangerous than we thought. Thanks, Lana.
Clark hangs up. Lex speaks to Clark from above him on the loft, startling Clark.
Lex: Is that what you think of me, Clark? I'm hurt. I thought we were friends.
Clark super speeds to the upper level.
Clark: Where's Lex?
Lex: He's standing right in front of you.
Clark: No, you're not him. The real Lex would never try to k*ll me or Chloe.
Lex: No, you're probably right. But he's thought about it! All the times you've meddled in his plans, derailed his ambitions. He's thought about k*lling all of you. He just never had the guts to go through with it.
Clark: What are you?
Lex: I was just about to ask you the same question. I dropped half the lab on you and Miss Sullivan and yet, here you stand.
Clark: I was lucky.
Lex: Don't be modest, Clark. We both know you're much more than that. It all makes sense now. That first day on the bridge when we met, how you were able to save me when my car went into the river. All of the other miraculous times you appeared in just the right place at just the right moment, almost as if you possessed powers and abilities beyond those of mortal men.
Clark inhales nervously.
Lex: You lied to me for years, Clark. But now I know your secret.
Clark: [Quietly.] I don't know what you're talking about.
Lex: Don't! I saw you after the expl*si*n. You lifted a half a ton of concrete like it was nothing. I should've figured it out a long time ago. All the pieces were there. I was just blinded by friendship. A factor that's been removed from the equation.
Clark: Whatever you are, whatever you're planning, I'm gonna stop you.
Lex: No, you aren't. You're gonna join me.
Clark: What?
Lex: Think about it, Clark. My intellect, your powers. Together we could rule this world. We'll walk as gods among men.
Clark: You're not a god. I'm not even sure you're human.
Lex: Are you?
Lex turns away and walks toward the loft window. Clark follows.
Clark: Is the real Lex still alive?
Lex: Oh, you don't get it, do you? I am the real Lex!
Clark: Is he still alive?!
Lex: Sort of. I mean, I couldn't really be sure what would happen to me if I k*lled him, so I tucked him away where I could keep an eye on him, maybe t*rture him a little when I'm feeling blue.
Clark super speeds to Lex and grabs his neck furiously.
Clark: Where is he? Where is he?!
Clark is suddenly weakened and falls to the floor.
Lex: What's the matter, Clark? You look a little sick. Just like back in the lab when you were with the other me when he opened the safe door and exposed you to the meteor rock.
We see that Lex is holding a small open box with a piece of green kryptonite in it. The kryptonite is affixed to a ring. He lifts the ring from the box and puts it on his finger.
Lex: Every man has a weakness, Clark, no matter how superhuman he may be. I've embrace my destiny. Now embrace yours. We could forge a new future together.
Clark: [Slowly getting to his feet.] I'll never join you.
Lex: Yes, you will. Or everyone you love will suffer!
Lex punches Clark across the face, sending Clark through the window of the loft and he falls all the way to the ground outside. Lex walks away from the window.
Martha: [From the house.] Clark?
Clark: Mom!
Jonathan: Son!
Clark stumbles into the barn and falls down.
Clark: Dad!
Jonathan and Martha enter the barn and run to Clark. He has a cut on his face from where Lex h*t him.
Martha: My God, Clark! You're bleeding!
Lex comes down the stairs.
Lex: I'm guessing that doesn't happen very often.
Jonathan: Lex. [Lex points a g*n at them.] What did you do?
Lex: I gotta hand it to you guys. I mean, keeping something like this a secret must've required an impressive ability to obscure the truth. Maybe the Kents and the Luthors have something in common after all.
Jonathan notices Lex's kryptonite ring. Lex nods, pointing to the ring.
Lex: Yeah, I know about the green meteor rock and Clark's unique gifts.
Martha: What do you want?
Lex: The world, Mrs. Kent. And your son's gonna help me bring it to its knees. Now, talk some sense into him before something unfortunate happens!
He fires the g*n, sh**ting Jonathan in the leg. Martha screams as Jonathan falls to his knees.
Lex: Like that.
Clark: Dad!
Martha runs to Jonathan's side. Clark tries to go to Jonathan but he is too weakened by the kryptonite and he falls down again. Lex smiles.
Lex: You were right about me all along, Mr. Kent. I am the villain of the story.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the Smallville Medical Center. Night. Jonathan is lying in a patient bed and Martha and Clark stand nearby.
Jonathan: Two Lexes? How the hell did that happen?
Clark: There was an accident at LuthorCorp, and I think that Lex was affected... by black kryptonite.
Martha: How did Lex get a hold of black kryptonite?
Clark: Well, I don't think he knows anything about the black K. I think he accidentally created it when he was experimenting with meteor rocks. [Thinking out loud.] Wait, that's how I can put the two Lexes back together.
Jonathan: How?
Clark: The duplicate Lex in the barn, he said he was keeping the real Lex alive, somewhere close to keep him safe. And if I can find him...
Clark leaves the hospital room.
Martha: Clark!
Cut to Clark super speeding into Lex's study. He focuses his super hearing and he hears the Lex in the storage room struggling against his chains. Lex is still in the iron mask. Clark super speeds into the room and kneels down next to Lex, breaking the iron shackles binding Lex's hands and feet.
Clark: Lex.
Lex is still wearing the mask and doesn't see Clark breaking the shackles. Clark lifts the mask from Lex's head. Lex leans his head back against the support beam, breathing heavily.
Lex: [Whispered.] Clark.
Clark: Don't try to talk.
Lex: Get out.
Clark: No, you're gonna be okay.
Lex #2 enters behind Clark, still wearing the ring. The pain is evident on Clark's face.
Lex: Get out.
Lex #2 grabs Clark by the jacket and throws him across the room.
Lex #2: The hero comes to the rescue. How predictable is that?
Lex stands up behind Lex #2.
Lex: Leave him alone.
Lex #2: I'm really starting to hate the sound of my own voice.
He elbows Lex in the face, sending Lex to the floor.
Lex #2: [To Clark.] I offer you a chance at greatness, and this is what you do with it?
Clark tries to punch him, but Lex #2 grabs Clark's fist and squeezes it tightly. Clark is too weak to fight.
Lex #2: I want you to remember this day, Clark. I want you to remember that despite all your amazing powers, there was one man that b*at you.
Lex #2 pounds Clark in the face, sending him back to the floor. Then he notices an old sword resting against the wall and picks it up.
Lex #2: Maybe this was always our destiny. How sad.
He lifts the sword above his head to strike Clark with it. Before he can, Lex comes up behind him and wraps a chain around his neck, choking him. Lex #2 drops the sword and gasps for air.
Lex: Let's see what happens to me if you die!
Lex #2 elbows Lex in the stomach, causing Lex to lose his grip on the chain.
Lex #2: You can't k*ll me! [He punches Lex's face.] I drive you! [Punches Lex again.] I give your life meaning! [Punches him again.] I'm your soul, you weak, pathetic little man! I'M THE REAL LEX LUTHOR! Aaah!
Lex #2 pulls back his fist to punch Lex again, and Clark focuses his heat vision at Lex #2's kryptonite ring. The heat hits the green kryptonite directly and turns it black. Lex #2 stops before he punches Lex and screams at the heat on his finger.
The black kryptonite explodes and the two Lexes are pulled toward each other. They spin around each other several times in a blinding sea of flashing light, so bright that Clark has to shield his eyes. Then Lex falls to the floor as one man. Clark goes to him.
Clark: Lex? Lex?
Lex sits up with a start.
Clark: It's all right. It's over now.
Outside sh*t of the LuthorCorp plant. Day. Lex is inside the lab looking at the rubble Lex #2 left behind. Clark walks up behind him.
Clark: It's not much to look at, is it?
Lex: Broken dreams seldom are. Clark, I want to say thank you for saving me, but words seem too small. Without you, I would've been lost. You're a true friend.
Clark: It's too bad your other half didn't think so.
Lex: I'm sorry for what I... he put you through.
Clark: How much of it do you remember?
Lex: Nothing, really. Once we divided we were two different people.
Clark: Well, you might want to go talk to Lana when you get a chance.
Lex: He didn't hurt her, did he?
Clark: Well, I'm not sure what happened, but she seemed pretty upset.
Lex sighs.
Clark: Don't be too hard on yourself. It really wasn't you.
Lex: That's what I've been standing here trying to figure out. Did the accident create an evil Lex, or is that what's really inside of me?
Outside sh*t of the Talon. Day. Lana answers her apartment door and sees Lex standing there.
Lex: Hi.
Lana: Hey.
They stand in silence for a while, unsure of how to proceed.
Lex: As far as awkward moments go, this is definitely memorable.
Lana remains silent for another moment, then backs away from the door, signaling Lex to come in.
Lana: Chloe filled me in on what happened.
Lex enters the apartment.
Lex: I wish I could remember exactly what my other half did so I could apologize properly. I just hope it wasn't anything we can't past.
Lana: Well, as long as you're not closing the Talon and kicking me out.
Lex: I said that?
Lana: Along with expressing certain... desires.
Lex: [Remorseful.] Lana, I'm sorry. It wasn't me.
Lana: Are you sure?
Lex: Look, whatever my feelings are, I'd never do anything to jeopardize our friendship.
Lana: I know.
Lex turns to leave then stops and turns back.
Lex: I really am sorry.
Lana nods, smiling unconvincingly. Lex leaves.
Lana: So am I.
Lex is seated at his desk in the study, deep in thought. Day. Lionel enters.
Lionel: Planning your next as*ault, son?
Lex: Dad. [Noticing Lionel's cut.] Your cheek.
Lionel: Well, it's a wake-up call. And I'm grateful for that.
Lionel goes to the bar and pours a drink. Lex stands up.
Lex: Look, whatever I've done in the last few days...
Lionel: Please, no need for an apology. Quite the contrary. [Lionel sniffs the glass of brandy, then walks to Lex.] I must say, you finally proved yourself to be the son I've always wanted, and I thank you for showing me so clearly the error of my ways.
Lex: What are you talking about?
Lionel: I'm closing down the foundation immediately.
Lex: What? You can't. The charity is your life.
Lionel: [He laughs.] Just a foolish dream. I'm awake now. A man can't deny his true nature, can he, Lex? [Lex doesn't respond.] No. We're Luthors.
Lionel hands the brandy glass to Lex and steps even closer to him.
Lionel: We're Luthors.
He exits. Lex remains still, staring at the door.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "04x17 - Onyx"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 20th, 2005
A sh*t of a disco ball reflecting little spots of light along the ceiling of the gym at Smallville High School. Night. The sh*t lowers and we see that it is Prom. The room is full of couples dressed in tuxedos and dresses dancing slowly. The lights are low and there are decorative lights hanging everywhere. The band Lifehouse plays live on the stage. Above them is a banner that says, "Smallville High Prom, Look to the Stars." The band plays wordlessly for a while, and then the lead singer starts to sing softly.
Cut to a sh*t of a woman walking through the empty, darkened hallway of Smallville High. All we see is her legs and she is wearing a dress and very fancy high heels.
Another sh*t of the lead singer of the band.
In the hallway, the woman breaks the glass door of the cabinet holding a f*re ax, and pulls the ax out.
A sh*t of the band.
The woman holds the ax at her side and continues to walk.
A sh*t of the band.
A sh*t of the top of the woman's head. On her blond hair rests a silver jeweled tiara.
The band continues to play, growing in volume and the couples continue to dance, having a good time.
In the hallway, Jonathan Kent is walking up the stairs wearing a tuxedo. He gets to the top of the stairs and sees the woman holding the ax. The woman is Chloe. Before Jonathan even has a chance to acknowledge her, Chloe punches him across the face and he tumbles backwards down the stairs with a grunt. Chloe looks down at him, satisfied. She has mascara running down her face as if she has been crying.
The dancing continues in the gym.
Cut to Chloe entering the boiler room of the school, holding the ax tightly in both hands. She walks swiftly to the center of the room and looks around, surveying her options. She spots a pipe marked "flammable" with a knob sticking out of it. Smiling, Chloe walks over to the pipe and hacks the knob off of it with the ax. A thick black liquid squirts out of the pipe and makes a puddle on the floor.
Chloe then tosses the ax aside and walks daintily over to the incinerator, opening the door to reveal the burning f*re.
Chloe: [Happily.] You're all gonna pay.
She picks up a rag mop that is leaning against the wall and sticks the end of it into the incinerator. It catches f*re and she holds it up to look at it.
Chloe: Now that's what I call a Torch.
She tosses the flaming mop at the puddle of flammable liquid.
Chloe: [Smiling.] Genius.
[Opening credits]
Screen text: One Day Earlier.
A group of students in the hallway of Smallville High is busy painting the banner we saw hanging over the stage at the Prom. Day. Chloe and Lana walk down the stairs together. Lana reads aloud from an issue of the Torch.
Lana: "Election of Prom royalty is an archaic and elitist ritual whose time has come and gone." Chloe Sullivan strikes again.
Chloe: What? Oh, please don't tell me I lost you to tiara fever, too.
Lana: No. But balloons and taffeta seem a little harmless compared to your usual targets.
Chloe: Well, this is how I see it. Homecoming is for jocks, graduation is for parents, and Prom is the right of passage that's for all of us. It's supposed to be a culmination of four years of memories. Why do we have to ruin it with the pinnacle of a popularity contest?
Lana: So, does that mean I order more pizza for the Brad Pitt marathon?
They stop walking.
Chloe: What? You're not going? What happened with Jason?
Lana: Showing up with the coach that got fired for dating a student... that is an entrance I could live without.
Chloe: Right.
Lana: Besides, after imagining something for four years, I just don't think it could live up to expectations.
Chloe: Well, not if you're part of the half-empty persuasion. And the Lana I know wouldn't cop out like that. Come on, Lana, it's gonna be so much fun! Lex even got Lifehouse to play for the seniors. You can help me bring stag back in style.
Lana laughs.
They hear the annoyed voice of a Smallville High senior, Dawn Stiles.
Dawn: Excuse me. Coming through.
Dawn walks toward Lana and Chloe with two other girls following close behind. Dawn is a ditzy blond b*mb wearing high heels under her tight jeans and carrying a pink purse to match her pink top.
Chloe: [To Lana.] Smells like school spirit.
Dawn: Chloe, you may think bashing a sacred school tradition in your tabloid rag is cool, but I think it's disgusting.
Chloe: Lighten up, Dawn. You'll get your throne because the entire school is terrified if you and your vicious rumor mill.
Dawn pushes her hair behind her left ear with her hand and scoffs.
Dawn: k*ll me now! You are such a hypocrat.
Chloe: Hypo-
Chloe cuts herself off, and she and Lana both hold back their laughter.
Chloe: I'm sorry. Whatever it is that you're saying to me, it's getting lost in translation.
Dawn: Don't play stupid. The only reason your picture is on that wall is because of your lame article.
Chloe: Picture? What wall?
Dawn looks at the wall behind Chloe and Lana. Chloe and Lana turn around and see a poster featuring pictures of the three girls who are candidates for Prom Queen. One is Dawn Stiles, another is a girl named Paige Dejong, and the third is Chloe Sullivan. Chloe stares at the poster in horror. Lana smiles.
Dawn: I would say, "May the best girl win," but I think we both know who that is. Hmm? [She pats Chloe's shoulder coldly.] Laters!
Dawn waves perkily and leaves with her two silent friends in tow.
Lana: [Teasing.] So, apparently I'm not the only one who enjoyed your article... [She curtsies.] ...your highness. [She laughs.] Good luck.
Lana walks away. Chloe continues to stare at the poster in disbelief.
Lex is on the property outside his mansion with a security guard. Day. Two other guards follow. They walk near the lake in a clearing next to a fairly heavily wooded area.
Lex: Who found her?
Guard: The gardener. He was digging a drainage ditch. The guy's pretty shaken up.
They stop walking next to a dirt mound and Lex kneels down.
Lex: How long has she been d*ad?
Guard: At least a day.
A woman has been buried under the mound and all that is visible is her leg, sticking out of the earth. Jason walks up.
Jason: Lex? [He sees the leg.] Oh, my God.
Lex: [Standing up.] Jason, what are you doing here?
Jason: I came to talk to you about some reports and then I saw security run out of the mansion.
The guard walks over to Lex and hands him a wallet.
Guard: We found this, sir. We got an ID.
Lex opens the wallet and pulls out a New York driver's license with a picture of Bridgette Crosby.
Lex: Bridgette Crosby.
Jason: I know that name. I've come across it several times in my research. She works for Virgil Swann, the billionaire.
Lex: Look, this doesn't concern you.
Jason: If it has anything to do with the artifacts, it concerns me.
Lex: [To his guards.] Edwards, Lowe, will you please escort Mr. Teague to his car?
Jason stays still for a moment, then gives up and walks away.
Clark is seated at the desk in the Torch office reading the latest issue of the Torch. Day. The headline says, "Boycott the Vote!" Chloe enters.
Clark: Now, should I bow to you when I see you, or...
Chloe: Cute. Very cute. What about boycotting the vote didn't anyone understand?
Clark: Oh, they understand it perfectly. You see, you are the boycott. I mean, think about it. The last four years, everyone has been trying to break out of the stereotype they've been stuck in. You're the battle cry.
Chloe: Oh. The great Smallville High Prom coup, huh?
Clark smiles.
Chloe: Clark, you didn't happen to have anything to do with this, did you?
Clark: [Smiling slyly.] I may have spoken to a few people.
Chloe throws her pencil at Clark. He holds up the newspaper, blocking it.
Chloe: Now, I know you're not gonna let me storm this Bastille alone. So who is Smallville's most eligible bachelor taking to Prom?
Clark: [Becoming serious.] I was actually thinking of sitting this one out.
Clark stands up.
Chloe: What? Oh, not you too. Wait, let me guess. You spent four years imagining what it would be like, and you just don't think it's gonna live up to your expectations.
Clark: Something like that.
Chloe: So you're gonna let me break out of my rut onstage wearing a sash while you're at home playing the what-if game for the nine hundredth time.
Clark: I never said you were in a rut.
Chloe: Yeah, but I am. And I'm not alone. You know, Clark, in a couple of weeks, we're gonna graduate from this adolescent fantasy and we're not gonna have a rut to fall back into. The thing about expectations, Clark, is they're supposed to drive you to do more with your life, not stop you from living it. Personally, I think the future holds a lot more promise for you than you give it credit.
Clark looks at Chloe seriously, considering.
Dawn and her two friends enter the Talon holding notepads and marking the pads with pencils. Day.
Dawn: So. Two o'clock is tanning, three is nails, four is hair, and the limo picks us up at six.
One of Dawn's friends, Harmony, looks past Dawn to the bar.
Harmony: If I were you, I'd be more concerned about twelve o'clock.
Dawn: We don't need to start that early.
Harmony: No, Dawn. Twelve o'clock.
She points straight ahead and Dawn looks at the bar where a young man and woman are flirting. Dawn pushes her hair behind her ear.
Harmony: Is that your boyfriend crushing on a freshman?
Dawn: [Viciously.] She is so not making pep squad.
Dawn walks over to her boyfriend, Billy, and the girl.
Dawn: [To the girl, looking at her chest.] First off, Wonder Bra. [Loudly.] Laters!
The girl walks away fearfully.
Dawn: [To Billy.] The Talon? Hi, can you say mortified? I mean, Prom is only 27 hours away.
Billy: Yeah, about that. I'm not going.
Dawn: Don't be stupid.
Billy: Dawn, it's over.
Dawn: What?
Billy: It should've been over a long time ago. I'm not hanging around just so that I can be a bowtie that matches your dress.
Dawn: [Incredulous.] You can't break up with me the day before Prom.
Billy: It's over.
Billy walks away.
Dawn: Billy!
Billy leaves. Dawn's two friends walk up to her.
Girl: [Sympathetic.] That's harsh.
Dawn: Forget it. He's so yesterday's mystery meat. Okay. Massive re-strategy. I can't go to Prom alone. I need my king.
Her friends nod.
Dawn: Get me a yearbook.
Cut to Dawn driving her car as loud music plays over the radio. She hardly looks at the road as she flips through the yearbook in her lap. She finds a picture of Clark and gasps happily.
Dawn: I need me some of this! Genius.
She picks up her cell phone and dials a number.
Dawn: Harmony. Check out this profile. Okay, gorgeous, captain of the football team, and single long enough that it's not sloppy seconds. Mm-hmm. Get me the digits for Clark Kent.
Dawn takes her eyes off the road again to write Clark's number down on the notepad on her passenger seat.
Dawn: Uh-huh. Yep.
The road is on an incline and takes a sharp curve to the right. Just off the left side of the road is a long drop and the side of the road is barricaded. Dawn doesn't see the curve and keeps going forward, not realizing that she is headed straight for the barricade. When she finally looks where she is going, it is too late to stop.
Dawn: Aaaah!
She plows through the barricade and her car tumbles down the hill, landing first on its nose, then rolling over several times and finally coming to a stop upside down at the bottom of the hill. Dawn is thrown from the car and we see her lying unconscious next to several glowing green meteor rocks. Dawn's hand begins to shimmer with red energy.
Later, Dawn finds her way out of the woods on foot and back onto the main road. Night. Martha Kent drives toward her and Dawn stands in the middle of the road, waving her arms and trying to get Martha's attention.
Dawn: Stop! Please, stop!
Dawn is completely invisible to Martha who keeps driving.
Dawn: Wait! Stop!
Martha doesn't stop and Dawn turns her head, sure that she is going to be h*t. But instead, she goes right through the car and into Martha. Martha's head jerks and she slams on the brakes.
Once the car is stopped, Martha looks at her hands and then looks at herself in the rear view mirror.
Martha: Holy crap. I'm Clark Kent's mom.
Fade to black.
Clark enters the Kent house. Night. He stops for a moment, confused when he hears loud rock music playing in the kitchen. It is the same song that was playing when Dawn crashed her car. Clark goes to the kitchen.
Clark: [Shocked.] Mom?
Martha is in the kitchen, holding an open tub of ice cream in one hand and dancing wildly to the music. She doesn't see Clark come in.
Clark: Mom!
Martha sees Clark and turns off the radio.
Clark: What's going on?
She laughs.
Martha: Hi, son.
Martha eats a heaping spoonful of the ice cream.
Clark: [More confused.] What's for dinner?
Martha: [Not understanding.] Dinner? Oh, right! Here. [She holds out the ice cream tub.] Start with this. It's really yummy.
Clark: Are you feeling okay?
Martha: I'm great. I was wanting to ask you... [She pushes her hair behind her left ear and stares up at Clark flirtatiously.] Do you have a date for the Prom yet?
Clark: Mom, I told you, I'm not going to the Prom.
Martha: What?! You have to go!
Clark: [Startled.] Well, I kind of wanted to go with Lana, but-
Martha: [Childish, whiny.] Lana Lang? You can't be serious. You two are so last year. Clark, your Prom is the most memorable night of your life. I'm not going to let you miss it. You can take me.
Clark: Mom, you're already going, remember? With Dad. You're chaperones.
Martha: Oh. Yeah, right. Cool.
She rolls her eyes. Lois comes down the stairs sneezing, followed by Shelby.
Lois: I swear the dog knows I'm allergic. He follows me around wherever I go torturing me.
Martha looks at Lois viciously.
Martha: [To Clark.] So, this is your little secret. You're taking her to the Prom, aren't you?
Clark: [He snorts.] Lois?
Lois: Mrs. Kent, a lot of things are possible in this world, but there will be a man on Mars before Clark and I go to Prom together.
Martha: So what, you two just get together and mack, but keep it on the down-low in public?
Clark: [Embarrassed.] Mom!
Lois: I don't mean to be rude, Mrs. Kent, but, uh, did you crack open the cooking sherry?
Martha: Of course not! I'm just super-pumped about Prom.
Lois and Clark share a worried look.
Martha: Well, I'm gonna go.
Clark: Mom, maybe I should take you to the Talon tonight.
Martha: The Talon? Oh, right. I work there. No, I can drive myself.
[She waves.] Laters!
Martha exits.
Lois: "Laters?"
Outside sh*t of the Talon. Night. Martha enters, pushing her hair behind her ear. As she walks toward the bar, she overhears two high school girls seated at a table talking about Dawn.
Girl: I am psyched Billy dumped Dawn. She was getting so stuck up.
Girl #2: I heard he already hooked up with Sue Ann Gardner.
Martha turns to the girls angrily.
Martha: Sue Ann Gardner is a big, fat ho!
The girls look at each other and laugh in disbelief. Lana comes down the stairs from her apartment.
Lana: Mrs. Kent?
Martha: [Giving Lana a dirty look.] Oh, hi, Lana. Shouldn't you be at school helping with the decorations? The Prom committee needs all the help they can get.
Lana: I'm not gonna go to Prom.
Martha: [Spiteful.] Why, you think you're so above it all?
Lana: [Stung.] No, of course not.
Martha: Oh, come on. Poor little orphan girl, going off to your fancy French art school, going out with a big college guy.
Martha laughs.
Lana: [Insulted.] I don't have to listen to this.
Lana starts to leave.
Martha: Hey.
Martha touches Lana's shoulder to stop her, and there is a flash of light. Suddenly, Martha looks confused. Lana looks down at her hands and then she sees herself in a reflection and smiles excitedly. Dawn's spirit has been transferred into her.
Lana: Genius.
Clark enters the Talon and sees Lana. When she speaks to him, she is bouncy and perky.
Clark: Lana, have you seen my mom?
Lana: Forget about your mom, Clark. [She pushes her hair behind her ear.] I have been meaning to ask you something
Clark: Yeah, sure. What is it?
Lana: Well, I know that it's kind of last minute, but I thought it would be totally amazing if we went to Prom together.
Clark: [Surprised.] Us? [Lana nods.] Lana, what about Jason?
Lana: Clark, it's you I want to go with.
Clark thinks about it for a moment doubtfully.
Lana: Don't you want to go with me?
She pushes her hair behind her ear again and stares at Clark temptingly.
Clark: [At a loss for words.] Well, I mean, I-
Lana: Awesome. It's a date. I've got to get back to the school and help set up. They're lost without me. [She smiles and waves.] Laters.
Lana exits. Clark walks toward Martha who is seated at the bar looking upset.
Clark: Mom. Mom, are you all right?
Martha: For the life of me, I can't remember how I got here.
Clark looks at her strangely.
Lana enters the school where preparations for the Prom are still being made in the hallway. Night.
Lana: Looking great, guys!
Lana walks up to a girl who is standing on a ladder and hanging a poster on the wall.
Lana: That's perfect. But remember to use enough tape, okay? [Wagging her finger like she is talking to a child.] Too much is always better than not enough.
She walks over to where two other girls are hanging a green poster on the lockers. She rips it away from them angrily and walks over two Dawn's two friends who are sitting on the floor, painting a sign.
Lana: Give me that! Harmony! This is supposed to be cotton candy pink. Why is it sea foam green?
Harmony: [Smiling.] Nice Dawn Stiles impersonation.
Girl: Yeah, you have the queen-bitch control freak down pat.
Lana: [Angry.] What's that supposed to mean?
Harmony: Where is Dawn anyway?
Girl: I have no clue. And honestly, we'll get way more done without her ordering us around.
Lana purses her lips haughtily and throws the poster to the floor. The two girls look up at her, startled. Lana walks around the corner and sees Billy entering the boys' locker room wearing his gym clothes.
Lana: [Walking toward him.] You worked up quite a sweat.
Billy: Hey, Lana. I didn't expect to see you decorating for the Prom.
Lana: Well, maybe there's more to me than meets the eye. I heard you got over Dawn Stiles pretty quick.
Billy: I couldn't stand to spend another second with her. I mean, her voice, it's a little too nail on a chalkboard, you know what I mean?
Lana: [Shrill and angry, like nails on a chalkboard.] No, I don't know what you mean! [She calms down quickly.]
Billy is startled.
Lana: But I have an idea. Why don't you go clean up and then we can hang out and get to know each other better?
Billy: [Very interested.] I'll be right back.
Billy and Lana smile at each other, and then Billy goes into the locker room. When he is gone, Lana turns around and walks away from the door. She stops when she gets to an electric floor buffer that a janitor has left in the hallway. She rips the cord out of it and the end of the cord sparks with electricity. She smiles slyly.
Cut to Clark walking down a different hallway in the school where he finds Chloe.
Clark: Chloe, have you seen Lana?
Chloe: The only people here are the school spirit club spreading their Prom-aganda. Why?
Clark: There's something going on. My mom started to act strange. It's like she's channeling some kind of teenager, and now Lana's not acting like herself.
Chloe: Well, if you think Lana's here decorating for the Prom, that definitely falls under "altered state."
Cut to the locker room where Billy is standing in front of his locker getting dressed. He closes the door, and sees that Lana is standing there staring at him. He smiles uneasily.
Billy: Lana, what are you doing here?
Lana: No one breaks up with Dawn Stiles.
She holds up the sparking cord and then touches it to the bank of lockers. The electricity goes all the way through the lockers to where Billy is still touching his locker door and he gets electrocuted. His back arches and his arms become rigid with the electricity.
In the hallway where Clark and Chloe are standing, the electricity surges and the lights fade on and off.
Lana starts to leave the locker room as Clark walks away from Chloe to see what is going on. Chloe's head is turned. When she turns back, she sees that Clark is gone.
Chloe: Clark?
Clark super speeds into the locker room where he pries Billy's hand off the locker, and Billy falls to the floor. Clark turns around and makes eye contact with Lana, who then quickly leaves. Clark follows her out into the hallway, but before he talks to her, she touches the back of a young man standing at his locker. There is a flash of light, after which Lana looks disoriented and the young man starts smiling. He walks away from Clark and Lana as they talk to each other.
Clark: Lana? What's going on?
Lana: I don't know.
We follow the young man as he walks around the corner. A female teacher is walking toward him and he lightly taps her shoulder, transferring Dawn's spirit into her. The teacher smiles and walks over to where Harmony is standing with Dawn's other friend. She touches Harmony, and Harmony immediately walks away. The teacher touches her head as though she is dizzy.
Harmony walks past Clark and Lana, glaring at them as she goes. They don't notice. Harmony pushes her hair behind her ear and keeps walking.
Clark: [Motioning to the locker room.] Lana you were just in there.
Lana: I don't even know how I got to school.
Harmony glances coldly back at Lana and Clark again.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High. Night. Chloe hangs up the phone in the Torch office and walks over to where Lana is sitting at the couch.
Chloe: That was Clark. He's at the hospital. Billy's gonna make a full recovery.
Lana: Good. Clark said he saw me come out of that locker room. Do you think I could've done anything when I was blacked out?
Chloe doesn't have a response.
Lana: Why would I ever hurt Billy Durden?
Chloe: You wouldn't. But Dawn Stiles would.
Lana: Dawn? The girl most likely to be Prom Queen?
Chloe: People were saying that you were acting freakishly like her, and Clark's mom was acting very Dawn-ish before she came back online at the Talon.
Lana stands up.
Lana: That's the last thing I remember before blacking out, talking to Martha Kent in the Talon.
Chloe: And Mrs. Kent says the last thing she remembers is driving along route 54. That's where they found Dawn's body at the bottom of Carlton Gorge. The mother load of all meteor rock.
Lana: [Understanding.] Oh, my God.
Chloe: They have her in the emergency room. She's in a deep coma.
Lana: So you think that her spirit was somehow able to take over Martha and then transfer into me?
Chloe: Well, we are in Smallville. And I mean, what would the Senior Prom be without a body-snatching Prom Queen?
Lana takes a nervous breath.
Outside sh*t of the Smallville Medical Center. Night. Clark stands with Chloe and Lana in the hallway outside Dawn's room.
Clark: Lana, are you okay?
Lana: Yeah, I just feel really horrible. I have no idea what I did.
Clark: Well, you didn't do anything. You were inhabited by Dawn Stiles.
Lana nods.
Chloe: And the question is, now that we have the old Lana back, where's the new Dawn?
Harmony walks up to them.
Harmony: [With exaggerated concern.] How is she?
Clark: Well, she's barely hanging on. She's got massive head injuries. She's severely disfigured.
Harmony: Disfigured?
Clark nods. Harmony walks to the window of Dawn's room.
Harmony: No, it couldn't be. My face was so perfect.
Chloe looks at Lana and Clark strangely. Harmony enters the hospital room and looks at Dawn who is unconscious in the bed. Her face is covered in cuts.
Harmony: Ew, gross.
A nurse enters the room.
Nurse: Uh, you're not allowed in here.
Harmony turns to the nurse with a thr*at smile.
Harmony: Really?
Cut to Lana and Clark in the hallway. Chloe isn't with them anymore.
Lana: I'm terrified to even think what else I could've said or done in the last hour.
Clark: So you don't remember what you said to me in the Talon today?
Lana: Oh, no. What'd I say?
Clark: You just, um... asked me to Prom.
Lana: [Surprised.] Oh. Really?
Clark: It wasn't you, though, right? It was Dawn.
Before Lana can answer, a woman's voice is heard over the loudspeaker.
Woman: Code Blue, room 256. Code Blue, room 256.
Clark and Lana walk toward Dawn's room and Chloe catches up with them. The same nurse that just spoke to Harmony walks up to them.
Nurse: Excuse me, are you friends of Dawn's?
Clark: Yes. What happened?
Nurse: There's nothing they can do. I'm afraid she passed on. I'm sure she didn't suffer. I'm sorry.
The nurse walks away, and turns the corner. When she is out of their sight, she holds up an empty syringe, smiles as she looks at it, and throws it away.
Jason is in Lex's study in the dark, seated at the desk. Night. He is typing on Lex's laptop and successfully logs in to the LuthorCorp intranet under Lex's name. He opens Lex's e-mail outbox and finds a message from Bridgette Crosby. Lex enters.
Lex: Find anything interesting?
Jason: Yeah, as a matter of fact, I did.
Lex walks toward the desk.
Lex: You've crossed the line, Jason. I take my privacy very seriously.
Jason: And I take m*rder very seriously. It says here that you sent e-mail to Bridgette Crosby.
Lex: I never denied I knew her.
Jason stands up and walks toward Lex.
Jason: Confirming a meeting between the two of you here at the Luthor mansion on the same morning she was found face down in the dirt.
Lex: Well, Miss Crosby never showed up for that meeting.
Lex walks to the bar and pours a drink.
Jason: You mentioned an item in your e-mail. I assume you're talking about an artifact. What were you gonna do? Where you gonna buy it from her? Or were you gonna take it with force?
Lex: I don't need to explain myself to you, Jason.
Jason: No, but you're gonna have to explain it to the police.
Lex: Look, I have no interest being in the middle of a m*rder investigation I had nothing to do with. Not to mention the media circus that comes with it.
Jason: There was a d*ad body found on your property, Lex. It's kinda hard to ignore.
Lex: Trust me, I'm not.
Jason: Who are you trying to protect? You? Your father?
Lex: Burying bodies in the backyard isn't exactly a hobby of mine, Jason.
Jason smiles doubtfully.
Jason: Yeah, well, covering up a homicide isn't exactly a hobby of mine. I think I'll go have a chat with the sheriff.
Jason leaves the study. Lex sits down at the desk.
Outside sh*t of the Smallville Medical Center. Day. Inside, Lois stands at the front desk talking to an employee. She hands him a bill.
Lois: [Angry.] I just went to see the allergist. This says I owe two hundred dollars.
Man: Actually, it's $215 including lab fees.
Lois: But all they did was stick a bunch of needles in my back and make me really itchy. What's that all about?
Man: They need to find out what you're allergic to.
Lois: I know what I'm allergic to. He's got four legs and drools. What I need is a prescription. Please. A dog's life depends on it.
The man picks up the bill and walks away. The nurse from the night before speaks from behind Lois.
Nurse: Miss?
Lois turns around.
Nurse: Maybe I can help you.
The nurse smiles pleasantly.
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Dusk. In the kitchen, Clark is seated at the counter looking through a Smallville High yearbook. Jonathan and Martha come down the stairs dressed formally.
Clark: Hey, you guys look great!
Martha: Clark, the only reason we agreed to be chaperones was because of you.
Clark: I know, it's a little backwards. My parents are going to the Prom and I'm staying home to wait up for them.
Jonathan: [Tying his tie.] Son, when you're older, we don't want you to have to look back on high school and regret not going to the Prom.
Clark: Dad, I'm not sure that standing by the punch bowl and watching bad dancing is a memory I'm gonna cherish.
Jonathan chuckles as Martha helps him with his tie.
Jonathan: I wouldn't be so sure about that, Clark. I'll bring the truck around.
Jonathan leaves.
Martha: I think I know why you're not going tonight.
Clark: When I was a freshman, I remember standing outside and watching the seniors going into Prom, the guys in their tuxes and the girls in their dresses. I guess I always thought that would be Lana and me.
Martha: Oh, Clark. Things don't always end up the way you picture them, but sometimes they can end up even better if you give them a chance. If you change your mind, I put your tux by the door.
Martha smiles slyly.
Clark: You rented me a tux?
Martha: [Nods.] Just in case.
Clark: [Touched.] Mom...
Jonathan honks the car horn from outside and Clark and Martha hug. Martha leaves and Clark smiles to himself. Then Lois speaks to him from the top of the stairs.
Lois: Well?
Clark looks at Lois and sees her dressed in a strapless pink Prom dress that hugs her body tightly. She is wearing pink earrings to match and holds a corsage and purse in her hand. She pushes her hair behind her ear.
Lois: [Smiling.] How do I look?
Clark: [Unsure.] Looks like you're going to the Prom.
Lois: I am. [She comes down the stairs.] And you're taking me! I'm not going to let you sit around moping all night while your parents go out and do the electric boogaloo all night. It's gonna be fun.
Clark: [Shaking his head.] No, I'm not going.
Lois: Massive re-strategy. You're going to your senior Prom whether you like it or not. End of discussion. Put on your tux.
Clark: Lois, wasn't this not in the realm of possibilities?
Lois: Anything is possible, Clark. Anything.
Fade to black.
Jason and Sheriff Adams are walking on the grounds outside Lex's mansion with flashlights. Night. Jason is taking her to see the body of Bridgette Crosby.
Jason: Over here, Sheriff. [He looks around but doesn't see anything.] Wait a second. The body was right here. It was right next to this rock. They must have just built this gazebo.
Jason walks over to an old-looking gazebo made of scrawny tree branches and steel.
Adams: Well, according to the county records, the gazebo has been here since before the Luthors even heard of Smallville.
Jason: Sheriff, I know what I saw!
Adams: Uh-huh, the d*ad and decaying body of one Bridgette Crosby. [She sighs exasperatedly.] Mr. Teague, I'll level with you. A good m*rder mystery is just the kind of thing I could use right about now. The thing is, you can't have a m*rder without a victim, and see, this Bridgette Crosby, there's no record she ever existed.
Jason: [Flustered.] This is crazy. Of course she existed.
Adams: Well, every government database from the IRS to the PTA happens to disagree with you. I even went on one of those Google searches. It kept asking me if I meant "Bing" Crosby.
Jason: The gardener. The gardener found the body. Did you question him?
Adams: I questioned the entire landscaping staff.
Jason: It's Lex. He's paid them off or he's intimidating them.
Adams: Or you're yanking my rope. Mr. Teague, the next time you say there's been a k*lling, I better see a stiff.
Jason stares at Sheriff Adams hopelessly.
Cut to Sheriff Adams driving away in her car, leaving Jason standing next to his car. When she is gone, he pulls out his cell phone and dials a number. He gets into his car as the line is ringing.
Jason: Hello, mother? [He smiles.] Oh, it's done. Lex took care of the body just like we wanted. [Pause.] Mm-hmm. I love you too.
He hangs up the phone and drops it on the passenger seat. Then he picks up a small tin box and opens it, revealing the black Stone of Power that used to be in the possession of Bridgette Crosby. Jason takes the stone out of the box and holds it in his hand excitedly.
The Senior Prom. Night. Lifehouse is playing on the stage and the gym is full of students dancing. The lead singer starts to sing and Lois enters with Clark who is now wearing his tuxedo. Lois looks around happily. Clark looks somewhat embarrassed.
Lois: [Ecstatic.] Isn't this amazing? Oh, aren't you so glad you came, Clark? We are gonna have so much fun!
Clark: Okay, Lois, you got me here. You can stop laying it on.
Lois: I'm gonna go get some punch.
Lois walks away. We see Martha and Jonathan standing at the punch table. On her way there, Lois sees the Prom Queen crown and scepter resting on a purple velvet pillow on the stage, waiting for the announcement and crowning of the queen. She touches her chest breathlessly and stares at the crown covetously.
Cut to Chloe entering the gym alone. She looks around at all the dancing couples apprehensively.
Chloe: [Quietly.] Come on, Chloe. You can do this.
Chloe walks a little farther into the room searching for a familiar face. She finally sees Clark and smiles with relief. Clark sees her and she waves as she comes over to him.
Chloe: Hey. Haven't I seen you here before?
Clark: Well, maybe this time we won't have any natural disasters.
Chloe: I'm really surprised that you made it.
Clark: Yeah, well, remember all those regrets we were talking about? I think not seeing you with a crown on your head would be at the top of the list.
Chloe rolls her eyes. Clark smiles at her, but his expression is more genuine than teasing.
Chloe: I'm glad you're here.
Lois: Clark! Clark!
Chloe looks confused as Lois runs over to them.
Lois: It's called an escort for a reason.
Chloe: [To Lois.] And you're here. In pink. Why?
Lois: I came to, uh, cheer you on, of course.
A teacher interrupts the music to speak into the microphone.
Woman: Excuse me, everybody! Excuse me! [To the band who has stopped playing.] Thanks, guys. [To the students.] If I could just get your attention for a moment. Thank you. It is time for the big announcement.
Jonathan and Martha listen expectantly. Lois turns to Chloe and Clark excitedly.
Chloe: Okay, if by some weird reason I win, the tiara burning party is at my house.
Lois: Let's get closer. Come on.
Lois and Chloe maneuver their way through the crowd to get closer to the stage.
Woman: You voted and the results are in. This year's Smallville High Prom Queen is...
The whole student body listens excitedly. There is a drum roll and Lois's smile grows bigger by the second as if she already knows the winner. Chloe stares at the stage with a hint of dread on her face. The teacher presenting the award opens an envelope and smiles.
Woman: Chloe Sullivan!
All of the students clap and cheer while Chloe and Lois exchange looks of surprise. Clark laughs as he applauds, as do Jonathan and Martha.
Woman: Come on up here, Chloe!
Lois: Congratulations!
Lois gives Chloe a hug, transferring Dawn's spirit into Chloe with a flash of light. Chloe then breaks out of the hug with a huge smile on her face and nearly prances up to the stage. Lois now doesn't know what's going on. She turns to Clark.
Lois: What the hell am I doing in a dress, and what the hell am I doing at your Prom?
Clark: [Realizing.] Oh, no.
Onstage, Chloe accepts her flowers happily, and the teacher places the tiara on Chloe's head. The teacher then hands Chloe her scepter which Chloe practically yanks from her hands.
Lois, still looking at Clark, points to the corsage pinned to her dress.
Lois: Did you pin that on me?
Clark: I'll explain later, Lois.
Lois: A little close to the boob, don't you think?
Clark holds up a finger to quiet Lois as Chloe begins her acceptance speech.
Chloe: Oh, my gosh, you guys, thank you so much! This is so totally awesome! I guess I could say I've looked to the stars and wished for this moment ever since I was a little girl. You can dream of standing here your whole life, but right now, looking down on all of you, I just... [Becoming emotional.] This is just so totally genius! Thank you so much! Although, I just have to say... [She touches the tiara on her head.] ...that the person who really deserves this honor is Dawn Stiles.
Several people laugh.
Chloe: No, seriously, you guys! Seriously! She gave so much of herself, way more than Chloe Sullivan.
The students all start to chant.
Students: Chloe! Chloe! Chloe! Chloe! Chloe! Chloe! Chloe!
Chloe is horrified by this, and turns her head, wiping an unhappy tear.
Chloe: [Dangerous.] Anyway, I promise this will be one night that I will always remember... and you will never forget.
Chloe darts off the stage.
Lois: [To Clark.] Okay, Smallville. I clicked my heels together three times and nothing happened. Better tell me what's going on.
Clark doesn't know whether to explain to Lois or go after Chloe.
Fade to black.
Act 5 Scene1
The students are still dancing at the Prom. Night.
Again we see the sh*t of Chloe breaking the glass on the wall to get the f*re ax. We see first her feet walking, then a sh*t of the tiara on her head. Jonathan walks up the stairs and finds Chloe at the top of them. She punches him the face and he falls down the stairs.
Then we see Chloe entering the boiler room.
Cut to Clark finding Jonathan at the bottom of the stairs.
Clark: Dad? Dad, you okay?
He helps Jonathan stand up.
Jonathan: Yeah. Chloe, she's not-she's not acting like herself. She took off down the stairs. I-I'm fine.
Clark: Dad, I need you to get something for me.
Cut to Chloe hacking the knob off of the pipe in the boiler room, causing the pipe to spew forth the black flammable oil. Chloe walks over to the incinerator and opens it up, gazing at the roaring f*re inside.
Chloe: [Smiling.] You're all gonna pay.
She grabs the mop leaning against the wall and lights the end on f*re. Then she turns back to the puddle of oil.
Chloe: Now, that's what I call a Torch.
She throws the mop at the puddle. But just before it hits, Clark super speeds into the room and catches it. Chloe stares at Clark in shock.
Chloe: How did you do that?
Clark throws the mop aside.
Clark: I know it's you, Dawn. You don't want to do this.
Chloe walks toward Clark.
Chloe: All those years I kept trying to be what everyone else wanted. And it turns out those losers don't even care. This was supposed to be the best night of my life and they laughed at me!
Clark: Let Chloe go!
Chloe: I will. [She smiles.] See, Clark, there's a whole life after high school, and I can be whoever I want.
Chloe touches Clark on the chest and there is a flash of light. Chloe gasps and then steps back a little, confused.
Chloe: Clark?
Clark takes the tiara off of Chloe's head.
Clark: The crown's mine, bitch.
Clark slaps Chloe across the face lightly, but it is still enough force to send her flying across the room. Chloe cries out.
Clark: [Softly.] Genius.
Clark bends over and picks up the mop that is still burning on the floor. He starts moving toward the puddle of oil. Chloe lies on the ground, but she is conscious. Jonathan enters.
Jonathan: Dawn!
Clark turns around.
Clark: Seriously, Mr. Kent. You can't stop me.
Jonathan: That may be true. But I can stop my son.
Jonathan holds up a chunk of green kryptonite. Chloe wakes up and watches from the floor as Clark grunts and drops the mop, stumbling backwards and then falling down.
Clark: What are you doing? What is that?
Jonathan walks even closer to Clark, holding the rock near him.
Jonathan: It's time for you to leave, Dawn!
Clark: Aah!
Chloe watches with a baffled look on her face. Clark lies on his back, groaning in pain, until finally a pink energy with Dawn's face comes out of his body. She looks back down at Clark as she rises toward the ceiling, and then she is gone. Jonathan takes the kryptonite away from Clark and goes over to the broken pipe, turning a wheel that stops the flow of oil.
Chloe closes her eyes, pretending to be unconscious so that Clark and Jonathan won't know that she saw what happened. Clark sits up, his strength restored.
Clark: Chloe!
He helps her up.
Clark: Are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks.
Clark bends over and picks up the tiara.
Clark: I think you dropped something. Congratulations, Chloe.
He hands the tiara to her and she smiles.
Clark reenters the gym where the Prom is still going on. Night. He walks over to Lois at the punch table.
Clark: Listen, Lois-
Lois: Your parents filled me in. Apparently some girl named Dawn was possessing me.
Clark: Yeah, well, that's the short version.
Lois: Yeah, well, that's the last time I'll ever do my hair.
Clark: Look, I'm sorry you got pulled into all of this.
Lois: Don't worry about it. I never quite made it to my senior Prom.
She takes a drink of punch.
Lois: But the punch could use a little kick.
Clark smiles. A slow song begins to play. There is a long pause between Clark and Lois.
Clark: You know, I was thinking since you did get all dressed up and you came here with me... you should at least get a dance out of it.
Lois: Chivalry noted, but I'm not the one you want to dance with, Clark. She is.
Lois looks toward the door of the gym and Clark looks over to see that Lana has entered, looking somewhat out of place. She takes a deep breath and walks into the gym.
Lois: Go.
Clark smiles at Lois and walks to Lana. Lois sits down at a table next to Chloe who is looking in Clark's direction.
Lois: [Consoling.] Hey. You know, a year from now, this is all gonna seem like a lifetime ago.
Chloe: [Sadly.] That's funny because it feels like just yesterday when he deserted that nervous freshman on the dance floor.
Lois: You're headed for Metropolis. You are destined to be a big sh*t reporter at the Daily Planet. Do you really picture Clark Kent being able to keep up with you?
Chloe thinks about it for a moment.
Chloe: You know, Lois, I think Clark might have a lot more to offer than you realize.
Lois: I wouldn't bet on it.
Cut to Clark walking up to Lana. They both look extremely nervous, but hopeful. Clark holds out his hand.
Clark: May I have this dance?
Lana: [She smiles.] I thought you'd never ask.
Lana takes Clark's hand and he leads her onto the dance floor. Lois looks at Chloe sympathetically as Chloe watches Clark and Lana.
Clark and Lana start to dance slowly, looking into each other's eyes. Jonathan and Martha watch happily, and they begin to dance too.
The sh*t circles Lana and Clark in slow motion as they continue to dance. Lana leans her head into Clark's shoulder, smiling as she closes her eyes. Clark rests his face against the top of Lana's head with an expression of fulfillment.
Cut to Jason standing at the door to the gym, watching Lana and Clark dancing. His eyes narrow angrily and he leaves.
The sh*t backs up and we see Clark and Lana dancing in a sea of other couples.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "04x18 - Spirit"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 27th, 2005
Lois and another waitress are working behind the bar of the Talon. Day. There is a huge crowd of young people standing at the bar waiting for their orders. Lois places a cup on the bar.
Lois: Double espresso, straight up!
She starts working on the next order.
Lois: Hello, everyone. It's like a free show of the girl trying to get all the coffees out. Okay, where's my waitress?
Lois doesn't realize that she is being watched by a young man, Kevin Grady, standing near the bar.
Lois: Who's next?
A customer hands her some money and she opens the register.
Lois: Oh, yes. $6.50, thank you. Okay, there's your change.
Lois starts preparing the next order and walks away from the register, leaving it open. Kevin takes the opportunity to walk behind the bar and grab some money from the register. Lois catches him.
Lois: Whoa! Hi. You did not just do that.
Kevin holds his hand in front of Lois's face with his palm facing her, and green bolts of energy sh**t from his fingertips and h*t Lois's forehead. When he takes his hand down, she smiles at him pleasantly, not remembering what just happened.
Lois: What can I get you?
Kevin: Uh, thanks, I've already been helped.
Lois: Great. Next?
Chloe and Clark enter the Talon.
Chloe: University of Miami?
Clark: Yeah.
Chloe: I just don't see you trading in your flannels for flip-flops.
Clark: Well, I figure if you've got a chance to start over, why not start over where there's a beach? I am feeling a bit guilty leaving my parents to run the farm without me.
Chloe: Yeah, I guess you would be really hard to replace with all your skills and everything.
Clark: Skills?
They arrive at the bar. Chloe speaks to Lois quickly to avoid explaining what she meant to Clark.
Chloe: Um, Lois, hey. Can I get a double cappuccino?
Lois: Yeah, just a sec.
Lois opens the cash register to put some money in, and sees that money has been taken.
Lois: Oh, my God. We've just been robbed.
Clark looks around and sees the back door of the Talon swinging shut where Kevin has just left.
Outside, Kevin runs through the alley to where his truck is parked and gets inside. He starts the car and his tires screech as he speeds away, looking around nervously. He slams on the brakes when he sees that Clark is standing in front the truck. Clark walks to the driver's side door and opens it. Kevin sh**t the green energy at Clark's face with enough force to send Clark stumbling back against the side of the alley.
In Clark's mind, we see a series of memories tumbling over each other so fast that they are almost impossible to comprehend. Among them are images of his parents, Lex, Jason, the octagonal spaceship key, Shelby, Alicia, Chloe, Lionel, Lana's tattoo, Lana, Lois, Dr. Swann, and even Pete. The memories go backwards to the very beginning, covering everything that has happened to Clark with his spaceship, red kryptonite, the tornado that almost k*lled Lana, Clark being struck by lightning, and being strung up in the cornfield with the kryptonite necklace on. There is a flash of being h*t by Lex's car on the bridge, then Jonathan and Martha upside down in their car after the meteor shower, the meteors floating through space on their way to Earth, and then baby Kal-El being placed into a spaceship.
The next thing Clark sees is Chloe leaning over him in the alley of the Talon in the present day
Chloe: Clark? Clark? [She kneels down.] What happened?
Clark: Who's Clark?
Chloe stares at him nervously.
[Opening credits]
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Day. Chloe and Clark drive up outside in Chloe's car. They park next to the house and Clark rolls down his window to look around. Then they get out of the car. Clark looks apprehensive, like he doesn't know where he is. They walk toward the house.
Chloe: It must be kind of weird seeing the house you grew up in for the first time. Do you recognize anything? I mean, the house or the cows... the tractor, anything?
Clark: You sure this is where I live?
Chloe: Yeah. Um, you spend most of your time over there.
Chloe points to the loft.
Clark: [Doubtful.] In a barn?
Chloe: Well, normal was never really your style, Clark.
Clark looks at her, uncomprehending.
Chloe: That was my attempt at humor. Sometimes I crash and burn. Sorry.
Clark turns to the house and walks up the stairs. Chloe follows. Clark raises his hand to knock on the door, but Chloe stops him.
Chloe: Clark, it's your house.
Clark: Right.
Clark tries the knob and the door doesn't open. He gives it another pull and tears the door completely off its hinges, sending it flying onto the front lawn.
Clark: [Shocked.] I-It was stuck.
Chloe: [Calm.] Actually, I think it was locked.
Chloe smiles and passes Clark, entering the house. Clark follows her and looks at a picture of himself and his parents on the fridge.
Chloe: [Looking around.] Mr. Kent? Mrs. Kent?
No response. Lois enters.
Lois: What the hell happened to the door?
Clark: You know, I tried to open it, and then-
Chloe: [Cutting him off.] Yeah, and then some freak wind came and just blew it right off.
Clark doesn't understand, but he doesn't say anything more.
Lois: Right.
Chloe: So, Lois, do you know where the Kents are?
Lois: They're in Metropolis for Mr. Kent's heart exam. Clark, you know that.
Chloe: Well, not so much. He has amnesia, and he's having a hard time-
Lois: Again?
Clark: What do you mean again?
Lois walks up to Clark smiling.
Lois: Well, at least this time you got clothes on.
Chloe: Lois, we need to get his parents back home.
Lois: Well, that's gonna be a little hard. Mr. Kent has a one-way ticket on the Ambien express. He's gonna be out of commission for a couple of days. So what happened?
Clark: Well, the last thing I remember, I woke up in the alley. I was with, uh...
He looks at Chloe, unable to remember her name.
Chloe: Chloe. [To Lois.] I'm thinking he caught up to whoever was behind the "robbery in plain sight" incident.
Lois: And what, we have a thief with memory repo? [Chloe shrugs.] I guess that could explain why in some weird Smallvillean way how I zoned out eight coffee orders before I found the till was empty.
Chloe: [She nods.] I'm gonna go to the Torch and see what I can find out about amnesia.
Lois: Yeah, just leave Mr. Memory Reboot to me. I'm getting to be a pro at this. [To Clark.] But you know what? You're gonna have to put up with PB and J because that's the extent of my culinary skills.
Chloe: [To Clark.] Okay?
She starts to leave.
Clark: Uh, please tell me I'm not related to her.
Chloe: No, I am. You live with her.
Lois: Clark.
Clark turns to Lois and she tosses him a jar of peanut butter. He is about to open it, but Chloe takes it away from him quickly, afraid that he might accidentally break it.
Chloe: Uh... you know what? [She puts the jar down.] I'm gonna take him up to the barn, see if anything up there jogs his memory.
Lois: All right. Suit yourself.
Chloe: [Quietly to Clark.] We need to talk.
Outside sh*t of the Talon. Day. Lana enters her apartment where Jason is waiting for her grinning.
Lana: What's with the Cheshire cat routine?
Jason holds up a thick envelope.
Jason: A little something from Central Kansas. Congratulations. I think if they were gonna reject you, they probably wouldn't have sent a novella.
Lana: [Less enthused than Jason.] No, probably not.
Jason: Hey, I was thinking that we could go check out the dorms on campus this weekend.
Lana: Jason, I'm not sure that I'm gonna go to Central Kansas. I'm not even sure if I'm gonna go to college at all. I've actually given this a lot of thought.
Jason: Which part? The part that we've been planning this for an entire year? Lana, I thought this was our one chance to put everything that's happened over the past couple months behind us. It would be like Paris all over again.
Lana: How? Jason, last summer was incredible. But we have to face it. We haven't been able to recreate that here, not with everything that's happened. Not with the stones or your mom and all of the lies.
Jason: How long have you known? [Becoming angry.] I mean, your feelings don't just change overnight, so you've obviously been thinking about this a while.
Lana: Yeah.
Jason: Yeah.
Lana: Ever since this turned into the same relationship I was trying to leave behind when I went to Paris.
Jason: Oh, so this is about Clark.
Lana: No, it's not about Clark. Jason, it's about us. There are too many secrets. I kept wishing that we could wipe the slate clean, but we can't. A chance like that... maybe it only comes around once in a lifetime.
Lana turns away from Jason and walks into the living room. He follows her and grabs her arm, turning her around roughly.
Jason: You were the one part of my life that made me forget what I've turned into.
Lana: [Frightened.] What are you talking about?
Jason: Just don't give up on me.
Lana: Jason...
Jason: Okay? You have no idea how much I've been protecting you. Do you?
Jason lets her go and storms out of the apartment.
Clark is standing near the tractor outside the barn. Day. Chloe walks up to him with a crowbar which she hands to him.
Chloe: Here. Bend this.
Clark: This is metal. I can't bend this.
Chloe sits down on a stack of hay bales.
Chloe: Just like you can't pull a door off its hinges, right? Try it.
Clark holds the bar in front of his face with both hands, then bends it into a circle easily.
Clark: [Surprised.] How did I do that?
Chloe: Why did I always picture myself on the other end of this conversation? Um, here, come here. Sit.
Clark sits on the hay next to her.
Chloe: Smallville was h*t with the world's biggest meteor shower when you were little. Now, I know this sounds way out there, but some of the meteor rocks have had an extraterrestrial effect on certain people in the town, and it's my theory that you were one of them.
Clark: Extraterrestrial powers? You mean I'm some sort of alien?
Chloe: No. No, of course not.
Clark: A mutant?
Chloe: Uh... yeah...who has saved my life on more than one occasion. See, you've sort of taken it upon yourself to be Smallville's self-appointed hero. And if you ask me, I think that that is amazing.
Clark looks at Chloe with an overwhelmed expression. He takes a breath and stands up, still holding the bent crowbar.
Clark: We must've been pretty good friends if I trusted you with all this.
Chloe: [Standing up.] Yeah, well, actually you didn't. It's okay. I mean, you were just protecting yourself. A lot of people would betray you if they knew.
Clark: [More a statement than a question.] But you wouldn't. Would you?
Chloe: Never.
Outside sh*t of the Talon. Night. Inside, Clark and Chloe are retracing the robbery. The Talon is closed.
Chloe: So Lois said that she was standing right here the whole time.
Clark: I don't know why we just don't call the police.
Chloe: The same reason why I didn't just take you to the hospital. Clark, the last thing we want is to get you on the radar of Smallville's friendliest authorities. Now, can you see if you can find anything?
Clark starts to look around. He accidentally slips into X-ray vision and looks through the counter, seeing a card on the floor behind the bar.
Clark: Chloe. Is there something there? Back behind the-near your feet. Under the mat.
Chloe bends over and picks up the card.
Chloe: Okay, how'd you know that was there?
Clark: [Scared.] Well, I-I could-I-I guess... I-I can see through things.
Chloe pulls her jacket closed.
Chloe: Hold on a minute, are you telling me that you can see through solid objects?
Clark: I guess that's one you didn't know about, huh?
Chloe: No, uh, and, uh, that might be one of those abilities you're gonna want to keep a lid on.
Clark: You know, I've been thinking about that. You know, I don't know why I was worried so much about what people think. I don't know why I let it rule my life. I mean, you understood.
Chloe: Yeah, but Clark, unfortunately, some people in Smallville aren't as progressive as your post-amnesia tour guide.
Clark: That should be their problem, not mine.
Chloe: Look, I understand how eager you are to throw an impromptu coming out party. I mean, I've only spent the last couple of hours blocking for the man behind the mask and it's not as easy as I thought it would be. But, please, just sleep on it.
Clark: I know, it's just... I mean, how can anyone ever get to know me if I'm never myself?
Chloe: I know it's hard. But I imagine that if you didn't tell people, you must've had a lifetime of reasons for not doing it. That's why we need to get your memory back.
Clark: So I can do what, get back to lying to everyone?
Chloe: Clark-
Clark: Chloe, I'm not sure I want that life back.
Chloe: At least wait until you can talk to your parents, okay?
Clark looks away from Chloe, frustrated. He notices Lana coming down the stairs and is instantly enchanted with her. Chloe doesn't know what he is looking at.
Chloe: Clark? Clark?
Clark walks slowly in Lana's direction. She doesn't see him and walks toward the front door of the Talon smiling at a waitress who brings in some fresh flowers. Clark blinks heavily as if something is caught in his eye, then he inadvertently sh**t several bolts of heat vision at a nearby lampshade which catches on f*re. Chloe runs over to the lamp and drops a glass of water on it, putting out the f*re.
Chloe: Aah! Premature combustion. That's one I didn't need to know about.
Clark continues to stare at Lana.
Clark: Who is that?
Chloe: That... is Lana Lang.
Clark's smile grows. Lana walks toward the front door, still not realizing that Clark and Chloe are watching her.
Chloe: The love of your life.
Clark gazes at the door. Chloe looks at Clark.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the loft. Night. Inside, Clark is seated on the couch looking at some pictures of Lana. He puts those aside and picks up some drawings that he made of the Kawatche caves and the symbols he found there. When he doesn't recognize any of them, he throws them down in frustration. Lois enters, seeing this.
Lois: Looks like one more thing you don't remember. You usually hide all those emotions. I came to ask if you were doing okay. But it looks like I got my answer.
She pulls up a chair and sits near the couch.
Clark: My life is a complete void. How would you feel?
Lois: Oh, pity party. These are fun.
Clark: Look, Chloe's very protective of me. I guess there's a lot of people that I can't trust.
Lois: And you can't tell who they are. Look, you may not remember all the players on the board, but you can still play the game.
Clark: Are you gonna tell me how I'm supposed to do that?
Lois: Trust your gut. Like, what's it say about me?
Clark: [He smiles.] We don't like each other very much.
Lois: [Nods.] You're on the right track. Keep it up, Smallville.
Lois leaves. Clark picks up another picture of Lana and stares at it thoughtfully.
Clark walks through the hallway at Smallville High School. Day. He stops when he sees Lana standing next to her open locker. She puts on her jacket, getting ready to leave. Clark goes to her.
Lana: Hi, Clark.
Clark: Hi.
Lana: I heard about what happened to you. Oh, I'm sorry. I suppose you don't even know who I am.
Clark: Lana.
Lana is stopped mid-thought as Clark stares at her, unable to mask his feelings for her. Lana stares back for a moment, deeply affected by Clark's vulnerability.
Lana: [Slowly.] I was, uh, gonna come by later. I didn't think I'd see you here.
Clark: I actually came here to see you. Chloe, she... she told me that we used to, uh...
Lana: Yeah. Yeah, we did.
Clark: What happened? [Lana can't answer.] Please, I just... I'd really like to know.
Lana: So would I.
Clark: [Disbelief.] It was me?
Lana lowers her eyes. Clark looks heartbroken.
Clark: I don't understand. I... If I felt anywhere near like I feel now...
Lana is about to speak.
Clark: You know, don't tell me. I don't want to know. I don't want to know because this time, it'll be different.
Lana: [Near tears.] This time?
A locker door slams shut behind Lana, startling her and pulling her out of the moment.
Lana: Um, I don't think we should talk about this right now.
Clark: When can we talk about this?
Chloe and Lois enter the hallway and see Clark and Lana talking.
Lois: How did he get here?
Chloe: Looks like the heart remembers more than the brain.
They watch Lana walk away from Clark quickly. He turns and watches her go.
Lois: Come on, cuz. Don't give one more second's thought to those vacant baby blues.
They walk over to Clark.
Chloe: Hey, good news. Uh, we traced that day pass you found to Grand View Motor Cross Park. It belongs to a guy named Kevin Grady.
Lois: He lives in Smallville, so we thought we'd go check out the address. Coming?
Kevin is in the kitchen of his house holding his backpack. Day. He takes a framed picture from a table and looks at it, then puts it into his bag. Then he opens a drawer and takes out several food items, stuffing them in as well. His father, Mr. Grady, comes into the room.
Grady: Kevin? What are you doing here?
Kevin: Look, I'm sorry, Dad. But I couldn't stay there any longer.
Grady: Kevin, you have to go back. You're in the middle of your treatment.
Kevin: It's not working. Look, I know you want to keep what I did to Dylan a secret, but no matter what they do to try to make me forget it, I'll always know the truth.
Grady: Kev-
Kevin: Don't worry about me, okay? I've got money together. I'll be fine. After what I did, I can't expect you to look at me every day.
Grady: Kevin, please let us help you.
Kevin: You can't. That place turned me into some kind of freak.
Grady: What do you mean?
Kevin: This.
Kevin sh**t the green energy at Mr. Grady's face. The next thing Mr. Grady is aware of is standing alone in the kitchen. The doorbell rings. He answers it. It is Lois and Clark. Chloe can be seen in the background looking at the Mr. Grady's car.
Grady: Yes?
Lois: Hi. I'm here to collect on a little spontaneous line of credit your son decided to take out with the Talon, along with two minutes of my memory.
Grady: Uh, you must be mistaken.
Clark: Well, actually, Mr. Grady, we found this by the register at the Talon. [Clark holds up the day pass.] It's Kevin's. We just want to talk to him.
Grady: I'm afraid that's not possible. My son is out of town at the moment.
Chloe walks up to the porch.
Chloe: And by out of town, I'm guessing you're meaning undergoing some kind of treatment at Summerholt Institute. I'm sorry, I couldn't help but notice the parking pass on your windshield.
Grady: I believe that's nobody's business but ours. Excuse me.
Clark: Look, we're not saying he did it. We just need to find out what he knows.
Mr. Grady stares at them for a long moment.
Grady: All right. Yes, my son is a patient at Summerholt. Last fall, I took both my boys hunting at Audrey Clearing. There was an accident. Kevin was loading his g*n, and, uh, I lost my son Dylan. [He becomes emotional.]
Clark: Mr. Grady, I'm sorry.
Grady: Kevin couldn't live with himself. He was uh... And I didn't know which way to turn, so I... Well, we thought that if Summerholt could help erase those memories, well, then maybe Kevin could get on with his life. Excuse me. Uh, I need to try and find my son. Thank you.
He goes inside and closes the door.
Lois: Look, it tugs at the heartstrings, but I'm not sure I totally buy it. I'm gonna go have a look around.
Lois walks away. Clark gets a strange look on his face as his super hearing kicks in.
Chloe: Clark, are you okay?
Clark: I can hear someone running.
Chloe: What? And the super Wheaties abilities just keep coming. Where are they?
Clark: They're on the side of the house.
Chloe: Well, go get them.
Clark: It sounds like he's on a motorcycle now.
They both hear the motorcycle engine starting and see Kevin speeding away in the distance.
Chloe: Trust me on this one, Clark. Run.
Clark: Chloe-
Chloe: Just run, Clark!
Clark runs after Kevin and almost immediately goes into super speed. We see him catch up to Kevin in slow motion, then keep running past him, unsure of how to stop. Clark finally does stop in a field next to several grazing cows.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of Lex's mansion. Day. Clark and Chloe enter the study. Clark looks around in awe.
Clark: I guess the whole castle thing didn't take off in the neighborhood? I can't believe I'm with a billionaire.
Lex enters and walks over to them.
Lex: Funny, you never seemed that impressed before.
Clark: [Formally, intimidated.] Mr. Luthor.
Lex: [Correcting him.] Lex. I'm guessing you don't remember it, but we kind of dropped the formalities the day I ran you off a bridge.
Chloe: Look, as much as I'm sure we're all enjoying this little ice breaker, we did come here for a reason. I was hoping that you still had your contact at Summerholt Institute.
Clark: Chloe mentioned that they had done some experiments on you.
Chloe: Yeah, we were guessing that the guy that did this to Clark is undergoing some sort of treatment to have his memory wiped.
Lex: Probably not too far of a leap given their unnerving advancements in the field. Look, I'll make a few calls and see what I can find.
Chloe and Clark start to leave.
Lex: Chloe, if you don't mind, uh, I'd like to have a word with Clark.
Chloe: [Unsure.] Well, I promised his parents I would get him home.
Lex: Well, I think I can manage that.
Clark: It's all right, Chloe. You could use a break from chaperone duty. I'll be okay.
Chloe looks at Lex nervously and he at her innocently.
Chloe: Okay.
She leaves the study uneasily. When she gets to the door, she whispers under her breath.
Chloe: Clark.
Clark turns his head slightly, hearing her with his super hearing.
Chloe: Be careful.
She exits.
Lex: Clark, I think I might know something that could jog your memory.
Clark and Lex enter the Kawatche caves carrying flashlights. Day.
Clark: I found these caves?
Lex: And ever since, the two of us have been working together, trying to solve its mysteries. That's just between you and me.
Clark: What do all these symbols mean?
Lex: I know it'll probably sounds strange, but we think they're about you.
Clark: [Turning to the wall.] Wait. There should be a two-headed monster over here.
Clark shines his light on the cave wall and finds the painting of the monster.
Lex: Then you remember this place.
Clark: No, I recognize it from the drawings in the loft.
Lex: [Lying.] We were, uh, documenting them.
Clark shines his flashlight on the crack in the wall that is the door to the hidden chamber.
Clark: Wait. This wall shouldn't be here.
Lex: What do you mean?
Clark: Well, in the drawings, it shows a room behind this wall.
Lex: [Working to stay calm.] Clark, maybe we should head back to the loft and take a closer look at the pictures. I can help explain them to you.
Clark looks at Lex for a moment as if gauging whether or not he can trust him.
Clark: No, I should probably get back. I don't want my parents to worry.
Lex: Of course.
Clark leaves Lex alone in the cave.
Outside sh*t of Summerholt Institute. Day. Chloe enters the building and walks down an empty hallway looking at names on the doors that she passes. A door begins to open and she scurries around the corner and out of site as a man and woman come out of the room and walk away from where Chloe is standing. They are both holding clipboards and talking softly.
Chloe continues down the hallway and ends up in a records room with shelves full of notebooks and data CDs. She seats herself at a computer and looks through the CDs on the desk. She picks one of them and puts it into the disk drive. A box comes up with a list of items on the CD, the top item being "Kevin Grady's Treatment."
She opens a dialogue box where she types her e-mail address and drags the files from the CD into the box. Then she pulls out her cell phone and dials a number.
Lois: [Through the phone.] Hello?
Chloe: Lois?
Lois: Hey, Chloe. You there?
Chloe: Yeah. Incoming. Check my e-mail.
Lois: Got it.
Chloe hangs up the phone. Suddenly someone walks up behind her and clamps a hand around her mouth. She gasps.
Clark enters the Torch office. Day.
Clark: Chloe, I-
He stops when he sees Lois seated at Chloe's desk.
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Clark, you've got to look at this. Chloe called and told me to download some files she e-mailed from Summerholt.
Clark walks to the computer.
Clark: How'd she get in?
Lois: I've learned never to underestimate Chloe, especially when it comes to helping you.
Lois plays a video on the computer. We see Kevin on the screen, strapped to a bed at Summerholt.
Kevin: [Fearfully.] You don't have to do this! I won't tell anyone, I promise! I won't tell them what happened. I know it was an accident. I know you didn't mean to.
Clark: Kevin didn't k*ll his brother.
Lois: Whoever erased Kevin's memories must've planted some new ones.
Clark: How could someone do that? Let Kevin walk around thinking he k*lled his own brother.
Lois: Someone who obviously can't live with themselves.
Clark: I need to find Kevin.
Lois: And where are you gonna find him?
Clark: Where his brother died seems like a pretty good place to start.
Lois: Wait a minute.
Lois leans over to get something and Clark super speeds out of the room.
Lois: Didn't his dad say that the accident happened at... [She realizes that Clark is gone.] ...Audrey Clearing? [She looks around.] Clark?
Kevin walks through the woods at Audrey Clearing. Day. He flashes back to the day of the accident for a moment. He, his brother Dylan, and his dad are on a hunting trip. They are all wearing flannel jackets and walking through the woods holding r*fles. He has another flashback of hearing a g*n and Dylan falls to the ground. In the present, Kevin looks around the clearing as if trying to remember more. Clark walks up behind him.
Clark: Kevin.
Kevin turns around and holds out his hand, about to blast Clark again.
Clark: [Holding up his hands.] No, it's okay. Listen, I came here to talk to you about Summerholt.
Kevin: [Lowers his hand.] You're the guy from the Talon. How do you remember me?
Clark: I don't. Whatever you did to me erased all my memories.
Kevin: All of them? Everyone else, it just wiped out the last few minutes.
Clark: I guess I'm not like everyone else. Look, Kevin, I know it's gonna be hard, but I need to talk to you about the accident. Is this where it happened?
Kevin: Somewhere here. [Becoming frustrated.] I know it was somewhere here.
Clark: Just tell me what happened that day.
Kevin flashes back again to loading his r*fle. He trips over a tree root and accidentally sh**t Dylan. Back to the present.
Clark: Do you have any real memories from that day?
Kevin has another flash of himself tripping over the tree root. Then he sees someone's finger pulling a trigger, sh**ting Dylan who falls to the ground with blood splattered on his face as Kevin watches in horror. In the present, Kevin breathes heavily, afraid.
Clark: Kevin, what is it?
Kevin: [He shakes his head.] I'm not sure. I've been trying to block the memories out.
Clark: Or maybe someone has already blocked them out for you.
Kevin has a flash of Dylan getting sh*t and falling to the ground.
Kevin: No. No, I was loading my g*n. It was right here.
Clark: But do you actually remember that? Do you remember loading your g*n, or do you remember someone telling you that?
Kevin falls to his knees, and flashes back to the day of the accident. In the flashback he falls to his knees. Then he has a flash of Dylan getting sh*t. Kevin is kneeling over him and then turns around to see that Mr. Grady is holding the smoking r*fle. Back to the present. Kevin is still on his knees, and he turns back to Clark.
Kevin: I didn't do it.
Clark kneels down next to him. Kevin starts to cry.
Kevin: It was my dad. How could he do that to me?
Clark: I'm sorry, Kevin.
Kevin: I don't get it. I robbed the Talon and I 86-ed your memory. I mean, why would you go through all this trouble for me?
Clark: I guess I just know what it's like to lose a part of your life.
Kevin: I'm sorry there's nothing I can do for you. I mean, our only chance is to break into Summerholt, but there's no way I can get you in there.
Clark: Maybe I can.
Kevin looks at Clark questioningly.
Fade to black.
Sheriff Adams walks to the front desk at Summerholt Institute as Lois speaks to the woman working at the desk. Day.
Lois: Look, this guy's kid robbed me, then plucked the last forget-me-not petal from my friend's brain. You will let me back there and you can do it with or without handcuffs.
Woman: Like I said, if you would sign in, I'll let someone know that you're here.
Lois: What part of this isn't getting through to you? The last time I spoke to my cousin, she was here. And I'm sure the psycho is holding her back there somewhere.
Adams: [Stopping Lois.] Ms. Lane. [To the woman at the desk.] Maybe they pay you enough to be rude, but I doubt they pay you enough to do time in the county jail.
The woman looks from Sheriff Adams to Lois who smiles at her smugly.
Cut to Clark pulling open a door in the roof of Summerholt. Kevin is with him.
Kevin: Wait, wasn't it locked?
Clark: I think it was broken.
Kevin climbs into the building and down the ladder inside. Clark comes down after him. They go down another flight of stairs and into a storage area.
Kevin: We should be able to reach the main office from here.
Somewhere in the room there is kryptonite, and Clark is weakened by it. He stumbles against the wall. Kevin turns back.
Kevin: Clark. Clark, are you okay?
Clark: You go ahead. I'll catch up.
Kevin leaves the room. Clark turns to a nearby shelf and sees several containers of liquid kryptonite. He falls down.
Cut to a lab in Summerholt where Chloe is strapped to the same table that Kevin was strapped to in the video. Mr. Grady walks over to her wearing a lab coat.
Grady: I wish I could erase your memories from just the last three days, but I'm afraid I can't take that chance. I'm gonna have to go back much further than that.
Chloe: Mr. Grady, please don't do that.
Grady: Think of it as a gift. Do you realize how many experiences in life would be so much less painful if we didn't have the memories to haunt us?
Mr. Grady goes to his computer station as Chloe watches him fearfully. He types on the keyboard and lights in the room start to flash as the equipment warms up. Kevin enters.
Kevin: Dad! Were you just going to lie to me my whole life? Huh? [He grabs his father by the jacket.] To make me think I k*lled my own brother.
Grady: Kevin, calm down. You're obviously having a psychological reaction to your treatment. [He pushes Kevin away.] No one regrets what happened more than I do.
Kevin lunges at Mr. Grady angrily, but Mr. Grady steps out of the way and Kevin falls down knocking over a cart of supplies.
Cut to Clark lying on the floor of the storage room, unable to get up. He looks up and sees a chain hanging from the ceiling with a large hook at the end of it. The chain is fastened there by a rope. Clark reaches to the wall next to him where the rope is tethered and yanks it free. The chain comes swinging down and the heavy hook at the end knocks over the shelf holding the kryptonite containers, taking the kryptonite far enough away that Clark can get up and leave the room.
Cut to the lab. Mr. Grady has resumed what he was doing at the computers and the equipment is getting louder as it prepares to erase Chloe's memory. A green light begins to shine on Chloe's face and she convulses on the table. Then a green bolt of energy sh**t down at her from a projector high above the table. But before it hits her, Clark super speeds into the room and stands above her, covering her face with is body. The energy hits him and he has an intense flash of memories just like he had in the alley at the Talon, but now the memories move forward in time as he gains them all back.
As the energy hits Clark in the back, it bounces off of him in two directions and hits the two steel pillars that stand at either side of the table. The enormous pillars fall toward him, and he catches them both, one with each hand.
Lois and Sheriff Adams have entered the room and watch in shock. Chloe looks up and sees what is happening, too. Kevin regains consciousness and sees Clark holding the pillars.
Lois: Wow.
Adams: Dear God in heaven.
Clark looks over, realizing that he is being watched. He pushes the pillars away, sending them both in opposite directions.
Clark: [Nervous.] Lois. Sheriff.
Lois: I guess I shouldn't call you Smallville anymore.
Kevin blasts Lois and Sheriff Adams with his energy, then he points it at Chloe. He and Clark make eye contact, and he nods at Clark. Then he leaves.
When Lois speaks to Clark, her tone is impatient. She has forgotten what just happened.
Lois: Clark, what are you doing? Are you just gonna stand there all day, or are you gonna untie her?
Lois walks over to the table and helps Clark untie Chloe.
Chloe: Hi. Thanks.
Clark looks back at where Kevin left the room, confused.
Outside sh*t of Summerholt. Day. Inside, Mr. Grady is in handcuffs and being led away by an officer. Sheriff Adams is writing on her notepad as she speaks to Lois and Chloe.
Adams: How'd you come across those tapes, Miss Sullivan?
Chloe: Well, I was...
Chloe continues to explain as we move to Clark who is finishing his questioning with another officer.
Officer: Thanks.
The officer walks away and Clark turns around. He sees Kevin sneaking into the hallway. Kevin glances at Clark, then turns and walks away. Clark follows him.
Clark: Hey. You're that kid from the alley. [Kevin nods.] I tried to pull you out of your car, and that's the last thing I remember before what just happened in the lab.
Kevin: Yeah, I'm sorry about that again, Clark. That was kind of my fault.
Clark: I don't know what you did back there or why, but I get the feeling I owe you one.
Kevin: I like to see it as more of a "now we're even" situation.
Clark nods.
Clark: Something tells me I shouldn't stop you from leaving.
Kevin: [Agreeing.] It's better if you don't ask too many questions about me. [He smiles.] Thanks for the chance at a clean slate, Clark.
They shake hands and Kevin leaves.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the barn on the Kent farm. Day. Lex comes out of the barn and sees Clark walking toward him.
Lex: Clark. I was just looking for you. Congratulations. I heard you got full retrieval.
Clark: Everything. Everything except the last 24 hours.
Lex: Well, you didn't miss much, but I wanted to come in person to see the old Clark back.
Lex starts walking back to his car and Clark stops him.
Clark: Lex. Chloe said she left me at the mansion because you wanted to talk. What is it you wanted to talk about?
Lex: I just told you about my own memory loss. I thought it might be comforting.
Clark: I'm lucky to have so many good friends watching out for me.
Lex: Nothing you wouldn't have done for me, Clark.
Lex gets into his car and drives away. Clark looks slightly worried.
Lex sits down in front of the fireplace in his study. Night. He unfolds a piece of paper and sets it down on the coffee table. It is a copy of the map that Clark drew of the caves. He studies it.
Lana walks up the stairs of Clark's house. Night. He comes out the front door and meets her.
Lana: Hi, I'm early, I know. I'm sorry. I guess I'm just a little nervous.
Clark: [He smiles, not understanding.] What are you nervous about?
Clark sees the look in Lana's eyes and becomes serious.
Clark: Were we supposed to do something? Lana, I'm sorry. I don't remember anything from the last day.
Lana: Oh. But everything else you remember now.
Clark nods.
Lana: It's probably for the best.
Lana smiles, but she seems disappointed.
Clark: Were our plans like date kind of plans? [Lana lowers her eyes.] Because what about Jason?
Lana: Clark, you just wanted to talk. It's nothing that can't wait until later.
Lana starts to leave.
Clark: Lana, wait. [She stops.] I can't do this. I can't let you walk out. Not again.
Lana: It's okay. We both know better than this.
Clark: I know. That's why this time it'll be different.
Lana looks into Clark's eyes for a long moment, trying to understand.
Lana: This time?
Clark smiles at her, hopefully. She smiles slightly in return.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High. Day. Chloe is typing in the Torch office. She is working on an article called, "Summerholt Memory Lane Shut Down," with a picture of Mr. Grady. Clark enters the office and Chloe looks at him.
Clark: Are you Chloe?
Chloe looks at Clark seriously, then he smiles.
Chloe: That's funny. It's not hilarious, but it's funny.
Clark: My parents told me that you Clark-sat and you called them home from Metropolis. I wanted to say thanks.
Chloe stands up.
Chloe: Well, you could still use some help with your comedy routine, but it's not like I taught you to eat solid foods again.
Clark: Still.
Chloe: You're welcome.
Clark: So it must've been kind of strange to have a zombie best friend walking around.
Chloe: Yeah, I mean, you know, I never really realized how complicated that zombie's life was.
Clark: [Apprehensive.] Complicated? Did I do something unusual?
Chloe: You had a clean slate to start all over with, and you made all the same choices... except for one.
Clark laughs nervously.
Clark: Chloe, I need you to be completely honest with me.
Chloe: [Challenging.] Honest, huh?
Clark: What'd I do?
Chloe: You trusted me.
Chloe goes back to her desk. Clark watches her, unsure of her meaning.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "04x19 - Blank"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 4th, 2005
A man and woman, Tanner and Karen, are driving down the street in Smallville. Night. Tanner is driving very fast, and Karen is yelling into her cell phone. She is pregnant and in labor.
Karen: No, you don't understand, I need help now! Please, you have to help us. No, there isn't enough time. Aah!
She screams with a labor pain and Tanner grabs the phone away from here.
Tanner: What the hell is the matter with you people?! This is an emergency!
Karen: It's too late! It's too late!
Her stomach starts to emit a white glow.
Karen: It's coming!
Tanner sees the glow and drops the phone. Then he swerves the car off the road and into a field where he finally screeches to a stop.
Karen: Oh, my God! What's happening to me?
The glow gets brighter as her stomach starts to convulse. Tanner grabs for the door handle.
Tanner: I'm sorry!
He scrambles out of the car and runs away.
Karen: No! No, don't leave me, please!
The glow becomes so bright that it nearly fills the whole field, and Karen screams in agony. Then there is a blast of energy that spills out over the street as Lana and Clark drive by. Lana slams on her brakes.
Clark: Are you all right?
Lana: Yeah. What was that?
Clark: I don't know. I think it came from Evans Field.
Cut to Clark and Lana running into the field. They stand at the edge of a large dip in the field where the woman's car used to be and look around for a sign of what happened, but all they can see is smoke. Then from beneath the smoke, they hear a baby crying.
Lana: Oh, my God.
Lana takes off her scarf and runs into the crater. Clark follows her.
Clark: Lana, wait. Lana!
Lana picks up the baby and wraps him in her scarf. He stops crying.
The sh*t backs up and we see Clark and Lana standing in the middle of the enormous smoky crater.
[Opening credits]
Outside sh*t of the Smallville Medical Center. Night. Inside, Clark and Jonathan follow Sheriff Adams down the hallway as she questions Clark.
Adams: Last time I checked, babies don't just fall out of the sky, Mr. Kent.
Clark: It left a 30-foot crater, Sheriff. How else would you explain it?
Adams: Well, I can't. That's why we're conducting a little something called an investigation.
Jonathan: What's gonna happen to the baby now, Sheriff?
Adams: Well, he'll be placed with child services until we find a home for him.
She stops walking and turns to Clark.
Adams: You did good for a change, Mr. Kent. The little critter wouldn't be alive if not for you.
She walks away.
Clark: [Quietly.] Dad, this baby's parents, I don't think they're from around here.
Jonathan: What do you mean? You think the baby's... the baby's not from earth?
Clark: We found him in a crater, just like you and mom found me.
Jonathan: Yeah, but when we found you, we also found a spaceship. The truth is we don't know what happened on that field.
Cut to Jonathan and Clark entering a hospital room where Lana is holding the baby. Martha is there, too. The baby is crying loudly.
Jonathan: Hi.
Martha: Hi.
Lana: I've tried everything, but he won't stop.
Clark: Is he okay?
Martha: If you can believe it, all this crying is a good sign. The doctor said he's perfectly healthy.
Lana: I'm gonna go talk to the nurses, find out if we can get some more formula. Here, Clark, you take over.
Lana walks over to Clark to give him the baby.
Clark: [Uneasily.] Me?
Lana: Yeah.
Clark: Well, I... Lana, I don't really...
Lana hands the baby to Clark and the crying stops immediately.
Lana: Wow. Looks like someone has the magic touch.
Clark and Lana smile at each other.
Lana: I'll be right back.
Lana leaves.
Clark: When does child services come and take him?
Martha: They're not. They don't have room for him yet, so he's going to stay in the hospital until they do.
Clark: He can't stay in the hospital. I mean, he... maybe he can come stay with us.
Martha looks at Jonathan.
Clark: Until they find room for him.
Clark looks down at the baby who stares back up at Clark drowsily.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High School. Day. In the Torch office, Chloe pours a cup of coffee as she speaks to Lana.
Chloe: I found an arrowhead in Evans Field once, but never a baby in a crater.
Lana: It's really weird. But what's even weirder is the way Clark is with him.
Chloe: Let me guess, he's completely baby-phobic.
Chloe hands the cup of coffee to Lana.
Lana: Actually, exactly the opposite. You should see the look in his eyes when he's holding that baby. It's like he's completely at ease. Not to mention, he's a natural-born baby burper.
Clark enters.
Clark: I've got the spit-up stains to prove it. Sorry I'm late. I was up all night with the crying machine. Every time I put him down, he starts up again.
Lana: Well, if you need any help I could come over again.
Clark: Well, that would be great. Could you pick up some formula on the way?
Lana: Sure. How are you on diapers?
Clark: The diapers... pretty good.
Chloe, who has been watching this family moment with growing distaste, finally interrupts.
Chloe: Okay. Before you guys start picking out the schools for the little tyke, you might want to hear this.
She sits down at her computer.
Chloe: I had my contact at emergency services run a check of all the 911 calls made around the time that you found the baby. This one kind of stuck out.
Chloe plays the recording on her computer. We hear the baby's father screaming into the phone as Karen whimpers in pain in the background.
Tanner: What the hell's the matter with you people? This is an emergency!
Karen: It's too late! It's too late! It's coming! It's coming! Aaah!
Lana: [Affected.] She sounds so scared.
Karen: No! No, don't leave me, please!
The recording ends.
Lana: Did he just leave her there?
Clark: If he did, he might still be alive.
Chloe: From the sounds of this, the mother wasn't as lucky.
Lana: [Upset.] She didn't even get to see her own baby.
Chloe: But the baby survived. How is that possible?
Clark: Can you trace this call back to the cell phone?
Chloe: I can try.
Clark: If this is the father, he might have some answers for us.
Outside sh*t of Metropolis. Night. In her hotel room, Genevieve is clipping a plant when Lionel enters behind her.
Lionel: Genevieve. You know, I'm not accustomed to being summoned like a lapdog.
Genevieve: Don't be silly, Lionel. I'd never allow you on my lap.
Lionel chuckles.
Lionel: So, why am I here? If not for the pleasure of your company.
Lionel drops his jacket on the coffee table and Genevieve turns around to face him.
Genevieve: It's time to repay old debts, Lionel. Arranging your release from maximum security prison was not an easy task, and I have yet to receive even a hint of gratitude.
Lionel: Well, I've been racking my brain trying to write a thank-you note, but words could never express the way I feel.
Genevieve: Your son just returned from China with a lost element, and I would like you to retrieve it for me.
Lionel: No, no, you have the wrong son in mind. It was Jason who brought the stone back home.
Genevieve: Jason's incapable of such subterfuge. Unfortunately he inherited his intelligence from my husband's side of the family.
Lionel: Yeah, I never thought you married well.
Genevieve: Lex, on the other hand, received his genes from a far more cunning source.
Lionel pours a drink.
Lionel: You know, there were other treasure seekers in China, Genevieve.
Genevieve smiles. Lionel sits down on the couch.
Genevieve: A farm boy, an ex-cheerleader, and Lex Luthor.
Lionel: Mm.
Genevieve: Who do you think ended up with the prize?
Lionel: Well, my son hasn't been listening to me. What do you want me to do, give him a good spanking?
He chuckles and takes a drink as Genevieve stares at him coldly.
Genevieve: You know, Lionel, I don't think either one of us want me to go after Lex myself.
Lionel: [Suddenly serious.] You be careful, Genevieve. I regard a thr*at to any Luthor as a thr*at to me.
Genevieve: Interpret it any way you like. I want that stone, Lionel.
She walks away. Lionel takes another drink, eyeing Genevieve.
Outside sh*t of the Kent house. Night. In the kitchen, Clark is holding the baby wrapped in a blanket. The baby is fussing as Clark tries to feed him from a bottle.
Clark: What's the matter? What's the matter, little guy? Is your milk too cold? Huh?
The baby cries. Clark holds up the bottle and uses his heat vision to warm it up.
Clark: [Gently.] Here, try this, try this, try this. Huh? Yeah?
The baby stops crying and drinks from the bottle.
Clark: There you go. There you go.
Martha enters with a smile on her face.
Martha: Clark, I could easily get Chelsea to cover for me at the Talon. You don't have to stay home.
Clark: That's okay. I want to stay with him.
Martha: Okay.
Clark: It kind of changes your perspective when you have someone who depends on you for everything.
Martha: [She nods.] Yeah.
Clark: And I mean everything.
Clark looks down at the baby with a grimace. He puts down the bottle.
Clark: Could you hand me a diaper?
Martha: Oh, sure. Here you go.
Clark puts the baby down on the counter and Martha hands him a diaper.
Martha: Well, listen, you have my number at the Talon and your dad's out in the barn if you need him.
Clark: Okay.
Martha: All right? Have fun.
Clark: Yeah.
Martha leaves.
Clark removes the baby's diaper and shakes his head.
Clark: Okay.
Lana comes in and smiles.
Lana: Clark Kent, changing diapers like a pro.
Clark: You know, this baby stuff is easier than people say. I think I pretty much got it under control.
Almost before Clark has finished his sentence, a small stream of baby pee sh**t up into the air. Lana laughs. The baby gurgles proudly.
Clark: Nice aim, little guy.
Lana: Clark, we can't keep calling him little guy. They're gonna make fun of him when he gets to high school.
Clark: Well, um, we found him in Evans Field. Why don't we call him Evan?
Clark picks up the baby.
Lana: I think he likes it. [To the baby.] Hello, Evan. This is Clark, and I'm Lana, and we think that you're the most beautiful baby ever.
Clark: You know, Lana, maybe we should take a step back.
Lana: A step back from what?
Clark goes to the living room and Lana follows.
Clark: Well, maybe we shouldn't get so attached.
He puts Evan down in his cradle.
Clark: If his father's still alive-
Lana: Then he never should have left him in that field.
Clark: Lana, we don't know what happened. He could've gone for help. He could be looking for Evan right now.
Lana: Or maybe he isn't. Maybe Evan is an orphan, just like we were.
Clark is silenced by that.
Lana: Clark, things like this don't just happen. There's a reason he survived and that someone like you found him.
Clark: We found him.
They look into each other's eyes emotionally. The lights start to flicker and they look around in confusion. Then a strong wind and a warm golden glow come from Evan's cradle.
Clark: Evan?
The glow becomes so bright it is almost blinding.
Lana: Clark, what's happening?
Before their eyes, Evan seems to change. But the glow is so bright that they have to block their eyes. When it finally fades away, they stare at Evan in wonder. Jonathan runs into the house to see what is going on.
Jonathan: Clark, what- [He sees Evan.] My God...
Sitting before them is Evan, but he is no longer a baby. He is a little boy who looks to be 7 years old. He looks at Clark and Lana fearfully.
Fade to black.
Lex is sitting at his desk in the study. Night. He is studying a couple of pictures when Lionel enters.
Lionel: What are you doing, son? An exciting new venture, something worthy of a captain of industry?
Lex puts the pictures away in a file folder.
Lex: I'm simply continuing where you left off, Dad. I, uh, can't talk now.
Lionel: Well, we better talk. Genevieve Teague thinks you have the missing element.
Lex shrugs, not understanding.
Lionel: The one from China.
Lex: Come on, Dad. You've raised me to be smarter than that. Why use Genevieve Teague as a thr*at? Why not just come out and ask for it yourself?
Lionel: I'm here as a father who's concerned about the safety of his son. She had Bridgette Crosby m*rder because of one of those elements. You think she'd hesitate to do the same to you?
Lex: I don't have it. And even if I did, I'd never trust you.
Lex gets up to leave.
Lionel: Lex. [Lex stops.] We haven't a lot of time left to spend together. You can go on for the rest of your life being mistrustful of me, or you can accept me as your father who loves you.
Lex lowers his eyes doubtfully. Then he glances at Lionel and turns to leave.
Lionel: She's dangerous, Lex. She... Watch your back, son.
Lex: I always do.
Lex exits.
Outside sh*t of the Kent Farm. Day. Martha, Jonathan, and Clark are in the kitchen.
Martha: Where is Evan now?
Clark: In the loft with Lana. And, Mom, I've never seen anything like it. Last night he was just a baby.
Jonathan: His growth spurt was really amazing.
Martha: And frightening. Evan needs to be seen by a doctor. We have to take him back to the hospital.
Clark: What are we gonna tell the doctors, he's some second generation meteor freak? He'll either wind up in Belle Reve or a laboratory for the rest of his life.
Jonathan: I don't know, Clark, but we owe it to him to do something.
Clark: I was thinking we'd take him to someone who has experience in the effects of meteor rock.
Jonathan: [Doubtfully.] Clark, I realize that Lex has helped us in the past, but there's no way that I'm about to put this young man's life in his hands.
Clark: If I were in trouble and Lex was the only one who could help, what would you do?
Jonathan thinks about it, seeing Clark's point.
Lana enters the loft where Evan is sitting on the couch and reading to himself from a story book. Day.
Evan: "You must be very kind to him, to teach him all he needs to know in Rabbit Land, for he is going to live with us forever and ever."
Lana sits next to him and looks at him with a smile of amazement.
Lana: You know how to read?
Evan: I've read all of Clark's books, but this is my favorite. I also like the encyclopedia.
Lana: [Playing along, disbelieving.] The encyclopedia, huh? That's a pretty long book.
Evan: I know. I stopped on "W." Windmills. Did you know they were invented in Persia?
Lana stares at Evan with wide eyes, realizing that he is telling the truth.
Evan: Why are you looking at me like that?
Lana: Um... you are a very, very special boy, Evan. I think that you are the most special little boy that I have ever met.
Evan: Really?
Lana: Yeah. And you're really lucky, because there are so many more books for you to read and so many places for you to see.
Evan: [Excited.] Like what?
Lana: Like a real windmill. And when you stand up on top of it, the whole world stretches out around you.
Evan: [Smiling.] Can we go? Right now?
Clark enters.
Clark: Where are you going?
Evan runs to Clark and jumps into his arms.
Evan: Dad! Mom's taking me to see a real windmill!
Startled, Clark carries Evan back to the couch and puts him down on his feet next to it.
Clark: Um, Evan, listen. We're not your real parents.
Evan: Everyone's supposed to have a mother and father, and they're supposed to love each other very much just like you and Lana.
Lana and Clark exchange an awkward glance.
Lana: Clark and I care about you a lot, Evan. That's what matters.
Evan: [Becoming serious.] If you're not my mom and dad, where are they?
Lana: We don't know. But wherever they are, I'm sure they love you very much.
Clark: You want to go for a ride in the truck?
Evan: [Excited again.] Are we going to the windmill?
Clark: Uh, we will. But first, I want to take you to meet a friend of mine.
Outside sh*t of the LuthorCorp plant. Day. Inside the laboratory, a doctor fills a syringe with fluid and walks over to the table where Evan is lying under a blanket with his shirt off. He has two wires connected to his chest by little suction cups, and he grimaces slightly when the doctor injects his arm. Clark and Lana watch him from the next room through the window. Evan turns to them and Clark waves.
Clark: I hope we've done the right thing.
Evan can't hear what they are saying, and when Lana speaks, she tries to maintain a smile for Evan's sake.
Lana: Clark, he looks really scared.
Clark nods.
Clark: I just hope it'll be over soon. Lex has his top scientists trying to figure out what's happening.
Lex comes down the stairs and into the room where Clark and Lana are standing.
Lex: And they've already come up with some intriguing discoveries.
Lana and Clark go to Lex.
Lana: [Worried.] Lex, is he gonna be all right?
Lex doesn't answer right away.
Clark: Tell us what's happening.
Lex: Well, the results are only preliminary, but the data indicates that Evan's body is storing energy like a battery charging.
Lana: Charging for what?
Lex: The theory we're working on is that once enough energy is stored, it's expended to fuel a burst of rapid cell division.
Clark: That's how he was able to go from a baby to a 7-year-old in one day.
Lana: Is there any way to stop it?
Lex: My team believes a bone marrow transplant might slow the growth and bring his metabolism back to normal.
Lana: Can we use my bone marrow? [She gestures to Clark.] We're willing to do anything to help.
Lex: Well, it's not that simple. His genetic makeup is highly unusual. For this to work, we'll need an exact match with a living donor, which means a biological parent.
Clark: Well, we think his mother died when he was born. We're still trying to find his father.
Lana: What's going to happen to Evan if we can't?
Before Lex can answer, the lights in the lab start flickering. Then there is a huge blast from the laboratory that sends one of the doctors flying through the glass window and he falls the floor in the room with Lana, Clark, and Lex.
Lana: Evan!
Lana and Clark step through the shattered window and go to Evan's bedside where he is sitting up. Lana touches his arm, shocked.
Lana: Evan.
Lex follows them into the lab, staring at Evan.
Lex: Unbelievable.
We finally see Evan from the front and he is now a teenager with a voice that has started to deepen. He stares at his hands fearfully.
Evan: What's wrong with me?
Lex: Prep the level 3 facility. I want him transferred immediately.
Clark: No. You're not taking him anywhere.
Clark takes off his jacket and puts it around Evan's shoulders.
Lex: Clark, we need to isolate him while we run more tests.
Evan: I just want to go home.
Lana: Lex, he's just a boy.
Clark: We understand you're trying to help, and we appreciate it. He's been through enough. We're taking him home.
Clark and Lana help Evan off the bed and walk him out of the lab. Lex watches with quiet frustration.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of Clark's loft. Day. Inside, Evan is seated and talking to Clark and Lana. He is wearing a flannel shirt much like the ones that Clark wears, and he has tears in his eyes.
Evan: I'm dying, aren't I?
Lana: Evan, don't say that.
Lana sits near him.
Evan: No, I- I read the average life span of a man is 74 years. I've aged from a newborn to a teenager in 48 hours. [He takes a breath.] Do the math.
Clark: Evan, we're not gonna give up. Lex has got his team working on a cure right now.
Lana: And if we can find your father...
Evan stands up emotionally and turns his back to them.
Evan: Do you really think they're gonna find a cure for me overnight? It's like my life was just some sort of trick that was played on me. All that stuff I read in the books that I thought I was gonna see... I'm not... [He turns around.] Am I?
Clark: Don't talk like that, all right? We just have to keep trying.
Evan: It's not fair. This whole thing... it's just not fair!
Evan runs down the stairs and out of the loft.
Lana: [Distressed.] Clark, we have to do something. We can't just let this happen to him.
Clark: Would you go see if he's okay? I need to find his father.
Lana leaves.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High School. Day. Inside, Chloe and Clark walk down the stairs together between classes.
Chloe: So our friendly phone company just got friendlier. I was able to trace the 911 call back to a cell phone. His mother was Karen Gallagher. She was a senior here.
Chloe hands an old Smallville High yearbook to Clark and he sees a picture of Karen.
Clark: I remember hearing about her. Was she Wall of Weird material?
They enter the Torch office.
Chloe: I got a couple blips on the radar when I heard that she had a knack for shorting monitors whenever she walked into the computer lab, but I had no idea that super-fast pregnancy powers was part of the equation.
Clark: How long was she pregnant for?
Chloe: Well, last weekend, Christina Varrano had a party at her house, and Karen apparently went NC-17 with some guy in the bedroom. Christina has no idea who the guy was.
Clark: [With disbelief.] So she got pregnant and delivered a baby a week later?
Chloe nods.
Clark: We need to find Evan's father.
Chloe: [Seeing the concern on Clark's face.] Okay.
Chloe sits down at her computer and starts typing.
Chloe: Well, Christina used E-vite to send out all her invitations. I guess ours got lost in the electronic mail. Let's just check all the RSVPs and try to track him down.
Chloe pulls up a list of names and Clark looks over them.
Clark enters a car garage holding a piece of paper in his hands. Day. He talks to a man who is working under a car that is suspended on a hydraulic lift.
Clark: Excuse me. Does Tanner Sutherland work here?
Man: Yeah, he's over there.
The man points to the back of the garage with his wrench.
Clark: Thank you.
Clark walks to the back where Tanner is working on another car. Tanner is hidden behind the lifted hood of the car.
Clark: Tanner?
Tanner: [Without looking up.] Leave your car around back, I'll get to it.
Clark walks around the hood to see Tanner.
Clark: Hey, were you at Christina Varrano's party last week?
Tanner: [He hesitates.] Uh, I don't remember. I...
He wipes his hands with a rag, avoiding eye contact.
Tanner: I think I was working.
Clark: So you didn't hook up with Karen Gallagher?
Tanner: [Angry.] What do you want? Who the hell are you?
Clark: I'm the guy who found your son, laying in the middle of a field.
Tanner: Look, dude, I don't have a son, and... and I don't know what you're talking about, all right ? I got work to do.
He tries to walk away and Clark grabs his arm roughly.
Clark: I'm not going to let you walk away from this. You have a responsibility.
Tanner: [Pulling away.] Get off me, man. What's your problem?
Clark: My problem is your son needs your help. Now tell me how he got in that field.
Tanner: [Pause.] I got with this girl at a party. The next day, she calls me up, crying, saying she's... she's pregnant. I go over, and her stomach... it was already... A week later, we were in my car, we're speeding to the hospital and she's screaming, "It's coming!" And she starts glowing! And then the car, it went up like a freakin' a-b*mb! That wasn't a baby. It was some kind of monster.
Clark: He's a human being, Tanner, and he's your son. He's aging rapidly. He needs your help. He needs a bone marrow transplant. You're the only one who can help him.
Tanner: What? No! Look, I can't deal with this. I'm sorry. I can't.
Tanner walks away.
Outside sh*t of Clark's loft. Day. Clark is moving bags of feed in the barn and talking to Jonathan.
Clark: How could someone do that to their own son?
Jonathan: Clark, being a father is an enormous responsibility. The kid is just too young to handle it.
Clark: He's Evan's only hope, and Evan's going to die if we can't convince him to help.
Jonathan: I know that, son, and we're gonna figure it out. But what's more important right now is what are we gonna tell Evan?
Clark: Maybe it's best I don't even tell him I found his father. He's gonna take it pretty hard.
Jonathan: Son, an orphaned child has every right to know about his origins. You should know that better than anybody. I'll tell you what... I'll talk to him, okay? I mean, I do have a little experience in that department.
Clark: Thanks, Dad, but I think I should tell him.
Lana and Evan enter.
Evan: Tell him what? [Becoming excited.] Did you find my father?
Clark doesn't answer.
Lana: Clark, where is he?
Clark: He works downtown... at Massey's Auto Garage. His name's Tanner Sutherland.
Evan: When can I see him?
Jonathan: Look, Evan, um, sometimes, when you meet your biological father, it can be painful.
Evan: Why? I don't understand.
Clark: They don't always live up to your expectations, Evan. Trust me, I know.
Evan: But I want to see him.
Lana: Evan, we're just trying to protect you.
Evan: [Upset.] You can't protect me. No one can.
Clark: Just calm down, okay?
Evan: Stop telling me what to do, Clark! You're not my father.
Evan runs up the stairs to the loft.
Clark: Evan!
Jonathan: Clark. [Stopping Clark from following.]
Outside sh*t of LuthorCorp. Night. Lex is in the lab talking to a doctor.
Lex: Is there any possibility of an error?
Doctor: We've run the projections three times.
Lex walks away from the doctor unhappily. Clark enters.
Clark: Lex, I found Evan's father.
Lex: Where is he?
Clark: He's here in Smallville, but he doesn't want to help.
Lex: I've just been informed that Evan's cell division is increasing exponentially, along with the energy he expels when he ages. We have only a few hours to s*ab Evan. According to the projections, Evan is building towards a massive chronological event.
Clark: You're saying Evan's about to die?
Lex: It's a lot worse than that. The next time Evan ages, he'll release enough energy to k*ll himself and anyone else at hand.
Outside sh*t of Massey's Auto Garage. Night. One of the garage employees is leaving and passes by Tanner.
Tanner: Good night.
The man nods his head and leaves. Evan enters staring at Tanner expectantly.
Tanner: We're closed. Come back tomorrow.
Tanner walks past Evan who turns around to keeping watching him, waiting for some kind of recognition.
Tanner: Are you deaf? What are you staring at?
Evan: My father.
Tanner: Don't call me that. I'm not your dad.
Evan: Yes, you are. Why won't you admit it?
Tanner: [Nervous.] You stay the hell away from me.
Evan: Please, Dad. Just help me. I'm your son.
Evan grabs Tanner's shirt, and they struggle.
Tanner: No, you're not! You're some kind of freak!
Tanner pushes Evan away and backs up into a sharp metal rod pointing at him. Blood drips from his mouth, and he falls down. He is d*ad.
Evan: Dad?
Evan kneels down next to Tanner on the floor.
Evan: Dad? Dad. Oh, my God. What have I done?
Fade to black.
Clark and Lex enter Massey's Auto Garage. Night. Clark is talking on the phone.
Clark: Okay, Dad, call me if you find him. [He hangs up.]
Lex: What happened?
Clark: Evan's gone. He must've snuck out. My parents are looking for him, and Lana's at the farm in case he comes back.
Lex: Well, let's make sure we can help him when he turns up.
Clark: Lex.
Clark points and Lex sees Tanner's body. They kneel by him and Lex's feels his neck for a pulse.
Lex: He's d*ad.
Clark finds a piece of torn fabric from Evan's shirt in Tanner's hand.
Clark: Evan.
Lex: Clark, we needed a living donor to stop Evan from aging again.
Clark: There's gotta be something else we can do to help him.
Lex: There is. We need to track him down and seal him in a containment chamber under LuthorCorp.
Clark: No. Lex...
Lex: It's the only way to contain the blast from his final change.
Clark: Lex, I'm not gonna let him just die.
Lex: Nothing can stop that from happening now, Clark. Look, I'm sorry, but if we don't isolate Evan, a lot of innocent people are going to be k*lled.
Outside sh*t of the Kent home. Early morning. Lana is in the living room talking on the phone.
Lana: He hasn't come back, Mr. Kent. Let me know if you find him. Okay
She hangs up the phone. Then she turns around to go into the kitchen and Evan is standing there, startling her. She gasps.
Lana: [Becoming angry.] Evan, I have been worried sick about you! We've been looking for you all night.
Evan's eyes are lowered and he doesn't respond.
Lana: Are you okay?
Evan: I don't know. I did something bad.
He turns away from her.
Lana: Evan, tell me what happened.
Evan: It was an accident... a mistake.
Lana: We all make mistakes. It's part of what makes us human. What happened?
Evan starts to groan in pain and doubles over. Lana walks around him to see his face.
Lana: Are you all right?
Evan: It's happening again. I can feel it.
Lana: I'm gonna call Clark, and we're gonna get you help, okay?
Lana picks up the phone, but she can't get a signal. Then the lights in the house start to fade in and out.
Evan: It's coming. I can feel it.
Lana: There has to be something that we can do.
Evan: There is. The windmill that you told me about, remember? Where the whole world stretches out around you. I'd like to see it. Just once. [Weakly.] Please, Lana, hurry.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High School. Day. Clark enters the Torch office where Chloe is working.
Clark: Chloe, has Evan been here?
Chloe: No. I mean, at the rate he's aging, I'm not even sure I'd recognize him.
Clark: He must be with Lana. I keep trying to call her, but all I get is static.
Chloe goes to her computer and starts typing.
Chloe: Maybe he's putting off an energy field like his mom was. That would explain the power surges.
Clark: Power surges?
Chloe: Yeah, they've been popping up all over town for the last hour. Looks, they're happening all over.
She pulls up a map on the computer screen.
Clark: What's this?
Chloe: It's the DWP grid. See, these are the affected areas.
Clark: Where's the most recent one?
Chloe: Um... 10 miles west on the outskirts of town in the middle of nowhere. Why would Lana and Evan be way out there?
Clark: The windmill.
Chloe: The one at chandler field?
Chloe takes a closer look at the computer and Clark super speeds away. She realizes he is gone.
Chloe: Go get 'em, speedy.
Evan and Lana are standing at the top of the windmill looking down. Day.
Evan: You were right. The whole world is right there.
They see miles and miles of fields and trees. The Metropolis skyline is barely visible in the distance under a blue sky dotted with fluffy white clouds.
Evan: It's beautiful.
Lana: I'm glad you finally got a chance to see it.
Evan starts to emit a bright light and the platform they are standing on sways as he bends over and groans. Out of Lana's sight, Clark super speeds up the ladder and onto the platform. He holds her from behind.
Clark: Lana, you have to go.
Lana: No, Clark, we have to help him.
Clark: There's no time. You have to go now.
Evan: Clark...
Clark: Go.
Clark sends Lana down the shaking ladder and then he helps Evan lie down on the platform. Evan whimpers with pain.
Clark: It's okay. I'm here.
Evan: I'm sorry for what I said.
Clark: It's okay, I know. It's all right.
Evan: I'm glad it was you and Lana that found me.
Clark: I think you found us.
The shaking intensifies and so does Evan's pain.
Evan: What's happening? I can feel it. You better go.
Clark: No. Evan, I'm not leaving you.
Evan: I wish you had been my father, Clark. Aah!
Clark: Evan. Evan.
Evan's face flashes brightly with light and we see him age into young adulthood, then into a man, and then to an elderly man with white hair. Clark covers Evan's body with his own.
Lana runs to her car on the ground and takes shelter behind it as the final blast happens, destroying the windmill. When it is over, she stands up and looks around, unable to see through all the smoke.
Lana: Clark! Clark!
Clark walks toward her out of the smoke. He is covered in black marks and his clothes are burnt.
Lana: Clark, are you all right?
Clark: I got clear just before...
Lana: Where's Evan?
Clark: He's gone.
Lana is on the verge of tears.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Night. Clark is in the loft looking at a stuffed bear. Lana enters as Clark places the bear in an open trunk. She looks at more of Evan's things that are sitting on the table.
Lana: I can't believe he's gone.
Clark: I know. Me too.
Lana: This whole year, I've felt so disconnected. But when Evan came into my life, it was like I finally knew where I belonged. I had a purpose.
Clark: He only lived for a short time, but it seems like Evan's affected us like we've known him our whole lives.
Lana: Clark, we think we have all the time in the world, that we're going to live forever, but it's not true.
Clark: I guess we should make the most of the time we have before it's too late.
Lana picks up The Velveteen Rabbit and looks at it sadly.
Lana: This was his favorite book.
Clark: Really?
Lana: Yeah.
Clark: It was my favorite book when I was a kid.
Lana looks at Clark, surprised.
Clark: I, um, I used to pretend that I was the rabbit. I was just like him, and my parents had brought me to life with their love.
Lana: My only hope is that Evan felt that way about us.
They come together in a needful hug.
Outside sh*t of Genevieve's hotel in Metropolis. Night. Inside her room, she stands across the table from Lionel who is holding a bottle of wine, looking at the label. Two empty glasses wait on the table.
Lionel: It's a 1961 Bordeaux. I am honored.
Lionel hands the bottle back to Genevieve and she pours two glasses.
Genevieve: Well, I assume your visit means I have... cause to celebrate.
Lionel: Don't all my visits deserve to be celebrated, Genevieve?
Genevieve: Some more than others.
Lionel chuckles and Genevieve hands him his glass. He smells the wine.
Lionel: Mmm...
She walks toward him, staring at him seductively.
Genevieve: Do you have something for me?
Lionel: I most certainly do.
He clinks his glass with hers, making a toast.
Lionel: To the resolution of our problem.
Genevieve: [Happily.] Hmm...
She takes a sip of the wine. Lionel turns away from her, speaking thoughtfully.
Lionel: Parenthood. It's an interesting phenomenon, isn't it?
He turns back to Genevieve who touches her throat, looking uncomfortable.
Lionel: The lengths we go to... to protect our children.
Genevieve gasps and drops her glass. It shatters on the floor.
Lionel: No limits.
Genevieve: [Choking.] What have you done to me?
She falls to the floor, gasping and holding her throat. Lionel calmly puts down his glass and walks toward her.
Lionel: The wine you've just drunk will k*ll you in a matter of minutes. I'm told that the pain will be excruciating.
Genevieve looks up at Lionel with a mixture of anger and fear.
Lionel: How about a trade? You give me the stone that you stole from Bridgette Crosby, and I give you...
Lionel reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a vial of blue liquid.
Lionel: ...the antidote.
Genevieve reaches for it desperately, now unable to speak.
Lionel: One more thing... you go near my son, and anything that happens to him happens to you. Is that understood?
She nods frantically. Lionel waves the vial in front of her.
Lionel: The element, Genevieve. Where is it?
Clark is sitting on his front porch, thinking. Night. Martha and Jonathan come outside and Jonathan pats Clark on the shoulder.
Jonathan: You did everything you could, Clark.
Martha: [Sitting down.] I'm sure Evan knew that.
Clark: All the times that I've run off or disappeared or almost died, how do you guys deal with that?
Jonathan: [Kneeling down.] Well, it isn't easy, Clark, but it does come with the territory. You see, every parent's greatest fear is that one day they will lose their child forever.
Clark: It seems like raising a kid is the toughest job in the world.
Martha: It's also the most rewarding.
Jonathan: There is nothing quite like watching your son grow up into a young man you can be very proud of.
Clark: It's too bad I'll never know what that's like.
Martha: Why not?
Clark: I'm from another planet. I'm not even human. Who knows if I can have kids?
Martha: Clark, your father and I couldn't have children. We were still blessed with a son. You never know what the future will bring you.
Clark thinks about it and Jonathan touches his hands affectionately.
Outside sh*t of Lex's mansion. Night. Clark is led into the study by a servant. Lex is seated near the f*re with his lawyer and stands up when Clark enters.
Lex: Clark.
Clark: Lana told me you straightened things out with child services. I appreciate it.
Lex: Well, I know you grew pretty tight with him. I promise you, Evan's life wasn't in vain.
Clark: What do you mean?
Lex: Well, my team believes studying his unique cellular structure could advance research on cancer and age-related diseases by hundreds of years. I'm releasing our findings to every research facility across the globe. Evan's life may offer hope for generations to come.
Clark smiles proudly.
Clark: He was a special kid, Lex. I can't help wondering what kind of man he would've become.
Lex: A good one... as long as you were in his life. I bet you're gonna be a great dad someday, Clark.
Clark: So will you, Lex.
Lex: I don't know about that. Look, we're all reflections of how we've been raised. Your parents gave you encouragement and support. Mine chose the opposite track. I plan on leaving a different kind of legacy.
Clark looks strangely at Lex, not quite understanding.
Lex: Well, I better get back to work.
Clark: Thanks, Lex.
They shake hands. Clark exits. Lex's lawyer stands up.
Man: Mr. Luthor, are you sure you want to release the findings?
Lex: [Cold.] Eventually.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "04x20 - Ageless"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 11th, 2005
A sh*t of the front page of Chloe's last issue of the Torch. The headline says, "School's Out Forever!" Chloe is in the Torch office with BRENDAN, another student. Day. She is signing his yearbook. She signs next to a picture of herself with a caption that says, "Chloe Sullivan, Most Likely to Succeed."
Chloe: Wow, can you believe that 4 years has gone by this fast? [She hands the book back.] There you go.
Brendan: Okay. [Reading her note aloud.] "To Brendan. A photographer who could always capture the moment." Thanks.
Chloe: Sure.
Brendan: I gotta run. See ya.
He puts the yearbook in his backpack.
Brendan: Bye.
Chloe: Bye.
Brendan: See ya at lunch.
He exits the office. Chloe sits down at her computer and takes a sip of her coffee. The school bell rings and she keeps typing. Then she notices that there is no sound coming from the hallway. Instead of the usual roar of talking students that usually follows the sound of a school bell ringing, there is nothing but silence. Chloe looks at the clock on the wall and it says 8:30, but no students walk by the open door.
She walks out into the hallway and it is completely empty.
Chloe: Hello?
She walks around the corner and still doesn't see anybody.
Chloe: Hello?
The silence in the hallways is deafening. Finally, Chloe hears a noise like trickling water coming from the girls' locker room. She goes into the coach's office which leads to the locker room and looks around.
Chloe: Is anyone in here? Hello?
She looks through the window in the door to the locker room. Steam is coming from the showers and water from the steam is dripping down the inside of the window, but all of the lights are off. Chloe opens the door and steps into the locker room. There is a girl in the room, leaning over the drinking fountain. Chloe recognizes her.
Chloe: Haley? Oh, thank God, I don't know what's going on, but I think we're the only two peop-
Chloe stops when she gets close to Haley and realizes that Haley is a statue. Haley's eyes move from side to side as if she is aware, but the rest of her body is frozen solid.
Chloe gasps and darts out of the locker room. She runs out into the hallway and tries to exit the building, but the doors are locked. She turns and runs back to the Torch office where she picks up the phone, but finds it to be d*ad. Then she turns around and runs to the windows. She pulls open the blinds of one window, letting in the daylight, but is distressed by what she sees. She opens the other two sets of blinds and finds the same thing.
Chloe: [Backing away.] Oh my God! What going on?
We see that instead of an outside view through the windows, there are just rows of fluorescent lights imitating daylight. The school bell rings.
Chloe: Help! Help me! Help!
We see an outside sh*t of where Chloe is. It is not the school, but an abandoned warehouse.
[Opening credits]
Clark comes down the stairs in his house. Day. He overhears Martha and Jonathan talking in the kitchen.
Martha: He's obviously been thinking about this for a while. You have to let him make his own decisions, Jonathan.
Clark enters the kitchen where he sees Jonathan holding a package.
Jonathan: Hey. You mind telling me why you have a financial aid package for Central Kansas?
Clark: That's where I'm going to college.
Jonathan: What happened to Met. U? What happened to Ohio, what happened to Miami?
Clark: I thought I'd stay closer to home.
Martha: Clark, I know starting all over with new friends in a new city can seem overwhelming, but you can't let that hold you back.
Jonathan: This is one of the most important decisions you gonna make in your entire life.
Clark: You don't think I know that?
Jonathan: Does Lana happen to be going to Central Kansas?
Clark: I don't know where Lana's going to school, so no, this is not about Lana.
Jonathan: Oh, then it's about us. You don't think I can run this farm without your help.
Clark: This is where I'm needed.
Jonathan: Clark, your destiny lies far beyond those corn fields out there. And I'm not about to let you turn your back on that just because of us. Now I've got a farm to run.
Jonathan leaves.
Martha: Clark? Is that really the reason?
Clark doesn't answer.
Outside sh*t of the abandoned warehouse. Day. Inside the Torch office replica, Chloe is typing on her computer frantically. A dialogue box pops up on her screen that says, "No Internet Connection." She keeps typing until she hears two girls talking outside the office.
Lisa: That bio test was really hard.
Delia: I know, I totally b*mb it.
Chloe runs into the hallway and recognizes the girls.
Chloe: Lisa, Delia. Do you guys know what's going on?
Lisa: You better hurry Chloe, or you're going to be late for Trig.
Chloe: Wait, Trig? You guys, there's no classrooms behind these doors.
Delia: [Quietly.] Just play along. He's watching.
Delia looks up at the corner of the ceiling. Chloe follows her gaze and sees a surveillance camera filming their every move.
Brendan enters and Chloe runs to him.
Chloe: Brendan, wait! Don't let the door shut behind you! [The door shuts.] What are you doing? Are you playing along too?
Brendan: Playing along? Chloe, I planned it all.
Chloe: You brought us here?
Brendan: Just because it's the last day of school, doesn't mean it can't last forever.
Chloe: Brendan, you're not serious.
Brendan starts to walk away and Chloe stops him.
Chloe: Why would you want to stay stuck in high school when there's so much else out there?
Brendan: I thought you of all people would understand. You're the editor of the Torch, Prom Queen. Chloe, you had everything in high school. Once you leave, all that's going to be left is a lifetime of disappointments. But not in here.
Chloe: Brendan, you cannot keep us here forever. You have to move on.
Brendan: [Emotional.] To what? Look Chloe, some of us didn't get into our dream colleges like you. When you're staring at a pile of rejection letters, moving on really means working at a local video store for the rest of your life.
Chloe: Well, how can you be sure the rest of us are going to go along with this?
A young man is behind them getting something out of his locker. Brendan hears him and turns around.
Brendan: [thr*at.] Wendell? Wendell, come here.
Wendell doesn't move, afraid.
Brendan: I said come here!
Wendell turns around and comes to Brendan.
Wendell: I didn't do anything, I swear.
Brendan: Chloe was just wondering what happens when we don't play along.
Wendell: [Backing away, holding up his hand.] No. No, please.
Brendan: Wendell...
Wendell: No, I didn't-
Wendell screams as Brendan grabs his arm. Starting with his hand, Wendell's whole body changes from flesh to rock solid and he is now frozen in place. His eyes move slightly. Brendan turns back to Chloe.
Brendan: It's best if you realize how much better off you are here, Chloe. [Brightly.] I'll save a seat for you at lunch.
Brendan smiles and walks away. Chloe stares at Wendell fearfully.
Outside sh*t of the real Smallville High School. Day. In the hallway, the seniors are lined up in front of several tables, receiving their caps and gowns for graduation. Clark gets his red cap and gown which is wrapped in plastic. Lana walks up to him wearing her cap.
Lana: What do you think?
Clark: I think it's finally starting to h*t me. It's really over, isn't it? [Lana nods.] You know I remember walking through those doors the first day of freshman year.
Lana: [Taking off her cap.] Actually, I think you tripped. [She laughs.]
Clark: Well I couldn't help it, you made me nervous.
Lana: It was cute. Who knew you'd turn into this big high school football star?
Clark: Former football star, who's gotten used to seeing you every morning at the lockers. [Sadly.] But I guess that's all gonna change now that you're going off to college.
Lana: Well, I don't know if I'm gonna go.
Clark: Really? I mean, what do you mean? You're the one that's always dreamt of leaving this town, ever since you were a little girl.
Lana: I know, it's just that right now I feel I'd be making that decision because it's what everyone expects us to do. If I go, I want to make that choice for the right reasons.
Clark: So you're staying in Smallville?
Lana: I don't know. I think it would be really hard with all of you guys gone.
Clark: Well not all of us will be gone. I'm thinking of commuting to Central Kansas.
Lana smiles.
Lana: Then maybe I won't have to spend any more time trying to figure out how to say goodbye.
They smile at each other. A teacher who is giving out caps and gowns yells more names.
Woman: Wendell Johnson! Chloe Sullivan! Haley Timmins! Delia Watkins!
Clark turns to the teacher, confused.
Clark: I would've thought Chloe would be the first one in line.
Lex is on the upper level of his study, talking on the phone heatedly. Day.
Lex: LuthorCorp is the legal conservator of the cave. We can do any excavation work we want down there.
Jason enters.
Lex: I'll have to call you back. [He hangs up.] I thought we'd concluded our business.
Jason pulls out a g*n and points it at Lex. He fires it and a small dart sh**t out, hitting Lex in the neck. Lex gasps and pulls the dart out of his neck to look at it.
Jason: Almost.
Lex falls down, losing consciousness.
Fade to black.
Jonathan is chopping wood in the barn. Day. Martha enters and sees that he is very out of breath and sweating heavily.
Martha: Clark was gonna take care of that tonight.
Jonathan: It's nothing I can't handle by myself.
Martha: I know what you're doing, Jonathan. You can't take the place of Clark on this farm, no one can. Every other farm in the county has at least five hands to help out.
Jonathan: Sweetheart, my family managed to run this farm for generations before Clark came around. I see no reason why I can't run it by myself.
Martha: Sometimes I wonder which one of you is more stubborn.
Jonathan: Why don't I give you a clue?
He puts another log on the chopping block and chops it in half.
Martha: When are you going to admit that the truth is you and I can't run this place alone?
Jonathan: Martha, what exactly is it that you want me to do? You want me to tell our teenage son that we couldn't possibly survive around here without him? What kind of parents would that make us?
Martha: Honest ones. How many times has he asked be treated like an adult? This decision took a lot of maturity.
Jonathan: Or guilt. Martha, Clark still feels responsible for my heart problems. I'm not going to allow him to do this out of pity.
Martha: It's not pity, Jonathan. Clark knows that if he leaves, he can only come back a few times a year. And he doesn't want one of those times to be your funeral.
Jonathan is shocked into stillness.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High School. Day. Clark and Lana enter the Torch office. There are boxes everywhere as if Chloe was getting ready to pack her things.
Clark: Chloe?
Lana stares at Chloe's wall.
Lana: I don't know if Met. U.'s ready for the Wall of Weird.
Clark: She didn't get the Torch out today.
Lana: Maybe the printers aren't working.
Clark: [Looking at the computer screen.] No. It's not even in its final format. There's no way that Chloe would let the last day of school go by without getting in her final word.
Lana: And when was the last time that Chloe pulled an all-nighter with a deadline and didn't finish her latte?
Lana shows Clark and unfinished cup of coffee.
Clark: Or leave without her lifeline?
Clark finds Chloe's cell phone.
Lex regains consciousness. He is tied to a chair in a dark cabin. Day. He struggles against his bindings but can't get free. When he looks around, he sees a deer head hanging on the wall and a f*re burning in the fireplace. Next to the fireplace is Lionel, also tied to a chair.
Lex: I guess I should have trusted my instincts. I knew you were working with Jason.
Lionel: Judging from the fact that 10 minutes ago I lost all feeling in my hands, you have a very curious definition of collaboration, Lex.
Genevieve and Jason enter.
Lionel: Genevieve. And the dutiful son. The Oedipal bond certainly has a way of flourishing when it's fed, doesn't it, Lex?
Genevieve slaps Lionel across the face.
Genevieve: Lionel, the stones may be just another hobby for you, but I didn't search all these years just to reach a stalemate.
Lex: You're making a big mistake Jason. I know she's your mother but don't think for a second she won't turn on you. Trust me on this one.
Genevieve: [Defending herself.] Jason...
Jason: It's okay, Mother. I don't expect him to understand the meaning of family loyalty, especially when the only thing running through the Luthor blood is betrayal.
Jason cocks his g*n and points it at Lionel's neck.
Jason: Now, we want the stone you stole from us.
Lex looks at Lionel with surprise.
Genevieve: Yes, Lex, your father has one of the stones.
Lex: And what do you want from me?
Genevieve: I have a feeling that he'd sooner die than give up that stone. But all that might change if his own flesh and blood were at stake.
Genevieve walks slowly to Lex.
Lex: You obviously don't know my father as well as I do.
Genevieve: I hope for your sake you're wrong.
Lois is working in the Talon. Day. As always, she is extremely busy and the bar is surrounded by customers.
Lois: I've got a couple of cappuccinos and a double espresso. Where do they go? There you go.
She hands the coffee to the customers.
Girl: Thank you.
Clark comes to the bar.
Lois: I'm impressed, Smallville. Of all the seniors skipping the last day of school, I didn't expect to see you.
Clark: I'm on lunch break.
Lois: Right, right. Because why would you do anything like any other normal teenager in America? The last day of school is a "get out of jail free" card. Even my best employee Haley flaked on her morning shift.
Clark: I'm here looking for Chloe. Have you seen her?
Lois: After my 2 A.M. java run to the Torch last night so that she could make her deadline, I'm guessing she's crashed out somewhere.
Clark: Lois, she never published the last issue. It's kind of why I think something is going on.
A young woman walks up to Clark with a yearbook.
Girl: [Shyly.] Um, Clark? Could you sign my yearbook?
Clark: [Pleased.] Yeah.
Lois rolls her eyes as Clark signs next to a picture of himself with a caption that says, "Most Likely to be Drafted to the NFL." While he is signing, he notices a picture of Haley. He shows it to Lois.
Clark: Is this the girl who didn't show up to work today?
Lois: [Reading the caption.] "Most Likely to be a Sharks Cheerleader"? Yeah, that's our girl.
Clark gives the yearbook back to the girl.
Girl: Thanks.
She walks away.
Clark: Listen, Wendell, Haley, Chloe, and Delia. They didn't pick up their graduation robes today.
Lois: Not your "Most Likely to Ditch" crowd. You think something's happened to them?
Clark: I don't know. Anything seem weird last night when you left Chloe?
Lois: No, she was just swarming through a pile of photos with some photographer kid.
Clark thinks about it.
Lana leaves the school and walks to her car. Day. She gets in and pulls a small pouch out of her purse. She unzips the pouch and pulls out a red handkerchief which she unfolds to reveal the Stone of Power that was found in China. She stares at it intensely for a moment, then wraps it up again and puts it away. When she turns back to her open window, Brendan is standing there with his yearbook. He startles her.
Lana: Hi.
Brendan: Hey. I didn't mean to scare you there.
Lana: It's okay.
Brendan: I was just wondering if you'd sign my yearbook actually.
Lana: Sure.
Brendan opens his yearbook to a picture of Lana. She reads the caption aloud.
Lana: "Most Likely to be a Cover Girl". [She laughs.] I think that the photographer had something to do with this.
She signs it.
Brendan: Thanks. Of course a photograph could never take the place of the real thing, right?
Lana smiles at him and continues to sign. He reaches into the car and touches her. We see Lana's hand holding the pen stiffen up and become still.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the abandoned warehouse. Day. Chloe is standing in the hallway near Wendell's frozen body when Lisa walks up to her.
Lisa: Chloe, you better get to class. The bell's going to ring soon. You don't want to be late.
Chloe: I'll be right there.
They both glance at the camera on the wall. Brendan walks up to them.
Chloe: [Surprised.] Brendan!
Brendan: What are you two talking about?
Clark: We were just planning a study session for Mr. Kramer's quiz.
Lisa smiles in agreement, and walks away quickly.
Brendan: I have a surprise for you.
He leads her back to the Torch office. Chloe stops when she gets inside, horrified by what she sees. Lana is frozen, sitting on the desk.
Brendan: If you ask me, "Most Likely to be a Cover Girl" is selling her short. But at least you'll have a friend in here with you.
Chloe smiles, trying to hide her fear. Brendan touches Lana's face and she comes back to life with a gasp. She gets off the desk and goes to Chloe.
Lana: Chloe, what's going on?
Brendan: Chloe, I'm going to let you tell Lana the rules.
Chloe: [Brightly.] Okay! Great!
Brendan leaves.
Lana: How did I end up back in school?
Chloe: [Still forcing a smile.] Okay, don't wig out. We're not in school.
Lana: Why are you acting like this?
Chloe: He's watching.
Chloe looks at the camera on the wall and Lana sees it too. Chloe goes over to the window and pulls up the blinds revealing the fluorescent lights. Lana gasps.
Chloe: Brendan, A.K.A. Mr. Medusa's touch, recreated this place. It's kind of like a cage. Gives new meaning to the phrase "capturing the moment", doesn't it?
Lana: But how... The last thing I remember doing is signing his yearbook.
A thought occurs to Chloe and she picks up her yearbook. She brings it to Lana.
Chloe: Lana, will you sign my yearbook?
Lana: [Playing along.] Okay.
Chloe has opened the book to the page with her picture on it. There are also pictures of Lana, Clark, Wendell, and everyone else being held in the warehouse.
Chloe: [Quietly.] Look at the names. I seriously doubt it's just a coincidence that the slumber party's guest list is all on the "most likely to..." page. We have been collected.
Chloe is still smiling for the camera. Haley comes in, acting just as chipper.
Haley: Hey guys! [To Chloe.] I told Brendan you had a crush on him just like you wanted me to.
Lana: What are you guys talking about?
Chloe: Brendan wants high school? We'll give him high school.
Lana looks at Chloe with confusion.
Jason walks toward Lex in the cabin holding a f*re poker with a red hot tip. Day. He points the poker at Lex's face. Then he lowers it to Lex's chest where it sizzles against the skin. Lex cries out. Lionel winces.
Genevieve: [To Lionel.] Where is the stone?
Lex: Aah! God!
Lionel doesn't respond.
Genevieve: Lionel, Lex is your son. And despite what you want him to believe, I know you don't want to watch him die.
Lionel remains silent.
Genevieve: Jason, darling? [She takes the poker.]
Jason holds Lex's head and Genevieve slowly moves the poker toward Lex's eye.
Lex: [Struggling.] Oh, God!
Lionel watches for a few moments, then finally breaks.
Lionel: Stop! Stop it!
Genevieve: Where is it?
Lionel: I gave it to Lana!
Lex: Lana doesn't know anything about this.
Genevieve: You wouldn't have trusted anything that valuable to her.
Lionel: I gave it to her for the same reason I gave her that map to the temple. She is the chosen one, and we all know that!
Jason walks away from Lex, about to leave.
Genevieve: Jason. [Jason stops.] I'll take care of Lana.
Jason: You promised me you wouldn't hurt her.
Genevieve: Has she ever shown any gratitude? Lana has no idea how much you've been protecting her. And for what? For her to choose Clark over you?
Genevieve reaches for the keys in Jason's hand, speaking gently to him.
Genevieve: You know, I would never betray you the way she has.
Jason doesn't want to give in, but he finally does. Genevieve takes the keys away from him.
Lionel: I wouldn't underestimate her, Genevieve. Don't forget Lana Lang's ancestor pledged that she would revenge your family.
Genevieve: I would leave folklore in the past if I were you, Lionel. My ancestors burn traitors at the stake. Let's hope you're not one of them.
Genevieve leaves the cabin.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High School. Day. Clark and Lois enter the dark room. There are pictures hanging up everywhere on the line to dry.
Clark: Brendan? He's got to be in here, it's like his second home.
Lois: Just like Chloe should be at the Torch. This whole "10 Little Indians" thing is starting to give me the creeps. [Looking at the pictures.] Popular guy. Cheerleaders, alternate girls, jocks.
Clark: Brendan knows everyone. It's sort of your fast track to the front page of the Torch.
Lois turns to a screen on the wall and sees several pictures posted there. They are all pictures of the people from the "Most Likely To..." page and some of them have been crossed out.
Lois: That's a little "Norman Bates".
Clark: It's everyone from the "Most Likely..." list.
He sees that Lana has been crossed out too.
Clark: Lana?
Lois: Oh, God, do you think they're...
Clark: No. It seems more like a collection, like he's keeping them somewhere.
Clark finds a transparency and puts it on the overhead projector.
Clark: Lois, check this out.
He turns on the projector and it shines in Lois's eyes. She blocks the light with her hand.
Lois: Oh, thanks, Clark.
Clark aims the projection at the screen where the pictures are posted. The projection is some kind of building plan and each person on the screen fits into a different room.
Lois: It's like they're his paper dolls or something.
Clark: Except these blueprints are to scale. He must've rebuilt this part of the school somewhere. [He reads from the blueprint.] "Nash Construction."
Outside sh*t of the warehouse. Day. Chloe is still in the Torch office typing. Brendan knocks on the door.
Chloe: [Trying to sound pleased to see him.] Hey! It's amazing how much material we have for tomorrow's issue already.
Brendan: Well, I wanted to make sure you have some great sh*ts to work with.
He sits down on the edge of the desk.
Brendan: You know, it's funny. Four years in school together, and I had no idea that you and Haley were such good friends.
Chloe: [Feigning embarrassment.] Why? What did she tell you?
Brendan: [Flirting.] Nothing I didn't suspect already.
Chloe stands up.
Chloe: You know, the more I think about it, the more I can't believe you recreated this whole place for all of us.
Brendan: After I got those rejection letters, I realized I spent so much time proving myself in here and none of it mattered on the outside.
Chloe: And we'd have to do it all again if we left. [She comes close to him.] So, how'd you do it?
Brendan: I told my dad if he didn't do it, I'd turn my annoying step-monster into his own personal mannequin. [He laughs.] You should have seen the look on her face. It was just crazy...
Lana hits Brendan on the back of the head with a desk drawer, knocking him unconscious. He falls to the floor, and Chloe takes his keys from his pocket.
Chloe: Let's go.
They run from the office, and Haley is waiting for them outside.
Haley: Please, get us out of here!
They run by the statue of Wendell and to the exit. Chloe touches a security card on Brendan's keys to the sensor by the door and the door unlocks.
Cut to the three of them running through the warehouse toward the door that leads them outside. Lana trips and Chloe stops to help her up. Haley keeps running and goes up the stairs to the door. When she gets there, it opens and Brendan is standing outside.
Brendan: You shouldn't have tried to get away, Haley.
Haley turns to run back down the stairs, but Brendan touches her, freezing her in place.
Chloe and Lana get to the foot of the stairs and stop when they see Brendan.
Brendan: I thought you felt the same way I did about our future.
Chloe: Brendan, you can't keep us here forever.
Lana: You have to let us go.
Brendan: I don't think you really want that. I know you'll like it here. Or you'll end up like your friend Haley.
He holds up Haley's severed mannequin head. Then he tosses it down the stairs and it shatters, spilling blood everywhere. Chloe and Lana gasp and stare up at Brendan.
A sh*t of the fireplace in the cabin. Day. Jason is kneeling next to the f*re while Lionel and Lex are still tied to their chairs.
Lionel: I don't blame you for getting caught up in all this, Jason. Your mother, ooh. She's a difficult woman to resist. You were supposed to get close to Lana but what happened? Did you stray a little too far from those apron strings?
Jason grabs his g*n and stands up.
Jason: You know, with all your resources, I would've thought by now you'd know that Lana is nothing more than my mother's pawn.
Lionel: Pawn? Well that's true but, a pawn you fell in love with. It must be k*lling you that you've sacrificed your feelings for Lana in exchange for some maternal warmth... [Jason points the g*n at Lionel.] ...it seems you can't do without.
They stare at each other for a moment, and then Jason walks out of the cabin, slamming the door behind him.
Lex: Makes us look like the Waltons, doesn't it?
Lionel: [He chuckles.] I'm sorry, Lex, I got you involved in all this. You may not believe me but I truly wish I were here alone.
Lex stares at the f*re.
Lex: To be honest Dad, I'm glad you're here with me. Now, knock that iron out of the f*re, and get it as close to my chair as you can.
Lionel scoots his chair closer to the f*re. He knocks over the rack of pokers which hits the handle of the iron that is sticking out of the f*re. This causes the iron to flip over onto the floor, its tip glowing red hot.
Lex rocks his chair back and forth until he finally tips over on his side, landing with the hot iron under the ropes binding his arm. He grimaces at the heat, but he stays where he is until the rope is b*rned of off his arm.
Cut to Lionel and Lex leaving the cabin. Jason is outside gathering firewood and sees them. They run into the woods and Jason follows them, cocking his g*n. He sh**t at them a couple of times and misses. They continue to run and Jason sh**t again, hitting nothing but trees.
Lex and Lionel make it to a thick tree and hide behind the trunk.
Lex: [Breathless.] We gotta split up. Go!
They run in opposite directions. Lionel runs up a small hill, and as he is pulling himself to the top, he comes face to face with Jason who is at the top of the hill. Jason points his g*n at Lionel's face and fires. The b*llet hits a fallen tree trunk right in front of Lionel, and Lionel loses his grip, tumbling back down the hill. He lands at the bottom and Jason walks closer to the edge, pointing his g*n again. Lionel remains still, having nowhere else to run.
Then Lex runs up to Jason and hits his arm with a tree branch, causing Jason to drop the g*n. Then he hits Jason across the face with the branch and Jason falls down. He is about to h*t Jason again, but Jason flings dirt in Lex's eyes. Lex gasps, blinking the dirt away which gives Jason a chance to run away.
Lex chases after him again, still holding the tree branch. They run up a hill near a river and Jason stops in his tracks when he realizes he has reached a cliff with a d*ad drop down to the water. Lex comes up behind him, ready to strike again, but Jason holds up his hands.
Jason: Wait, Lex, don't do this! Don't do this! [Lex stops.] Come on, look at me. Look at me. You and I, we're not that different. It was never about you and me. It was about our parents. Please! Lex, please!
Lex: I always knew I had to protect Lana from you.
Jason: But not as much as you've been protecting your best friend, huh? Clark?
Lex: Clark doesn't have anything to do with this!
Jason: Oh, you don't believe that. Clark's more connected to this than any of us. You just choose to ignore it. I mean, think about it... the symbols b*rned into the Kent barn? The fields?
Lex: It's a little late and obvious to be shifting the blame in the 11th hour.
Jason: Why can't you see what's right in front of your face, Lex? It's Clark. He's-
There is a g*n and a b*llet hits Jason in the chest. Lex turns around and sees that Lionel was the one who fired the g*n. Jason looks down at his wound, then loses his balance and falls backwards off the cliff, splashing into the water far below. Lex drops the tree branch.
Lionel: He was... about to k*ll you, Lex.
Lex: Or divulge something you didn't want me to know.
Lionel: Lex, you saved my life back there. I was returning the favor son.
Lex: I had no choice. I know you have the stone. [He grabs Lionel's shirt thr*at.] If anything happens to Lana you'll be begging for an end like that.
Lex walks away.
Lois and Clark walk up outside the warehouse. Day.
Lois: How cliche, an abandoned warehouse.
She sees that the door is chained shut.
Lois: Oh great.
Clark: You know maybe there's another way in around the corner. Why don't you go check? I'll see if I can find a key for this lock.
Lois: [Doubtful.] Keys? Well, I highly doubt they're under the welcome mat, but, uh, you knock yourself out.
Lois walks away and Clark breaks the chain and opens the door.
Around the corner, Lois finds a bin of scrap metal and takes a piece of it. Then she sees a vent in the side of the warehouse above a storage shed. She climbs to the top of the shed and pries open the vent. Then she climbs into the warehouse.
Cut to Clark entering what looks like the hallway of Smallville High School. He sees Wendell frozen in place. He looks through the window of the Torch office and sees Chloe frozen inside.
Clark: Chloe.
He goes into the office. He touches her on the shoulder, but she remains still.
Clark: Chloe?
In the hallway, Lois opens a vent in the ceiling and drops through it to the floor. She walks slowly down the hallway and sees Clark and Chloe through the window of the Torch office. In the reflection on the window, she sees Brendan walking up behind her. Without hesitation, she turns around and tries to kick him, but he catches her leg and turns her into a statue.
Then he walks over to the wall where a baseball bat is hanging on an award plaque and tears the bat off. Lois is now frozen with her leg in the air. Clark turns around and sees her through the window just as Brendan is about to shatter her with the bat.
Clark super speeds out of the office and covers Lois with his body just as Brendan swings the bat, and it shatters over Clark's back. Brendan stares at the broken bat in shock, then runs away from Clark and up the stairs. Clark super speeds up the stairs and stops in front of Brendan, forcing Brendan to stop running.
Clark: Brendan.
Brendan tries to run in the other direction, but Clark is already there.
Clark: You have to release everybody.
Brendan: I wanted you to be a part of all this Clark. But you guys...[Pointing his finger angrily.] You guys had no right coming here!
Clark: You have to let them go. Things change. No matter how much we don't want them to.
Brendan backs up the stairs and Clark follows him slowly.
Clark: We can't live in high school forever.
Brendan: You don't really want that. Clark... think about it.
He gestures to the top of the stairs where Lana is frozen in place.
Brendan: She could stay like this forever. Always be with you. You wouldn't be afraid if she ever left you.
Clark: I'm not afraid of that, Brendan.
Brendan: You should be. She'll leave you, Clark. She might never come back. If you really care about her, you'll do anything you can to keep her.
Clark: Let her go!
Clark walks toward Brendan and Brendan grabs his arm. He tries to freeze Clark, but it doesn't work and the process starts to reverse. Brendan's hands start to freeze.
Brendan: What's happening? No! It won't stop! You're going to find out what it's like to lose someone forever.
Brendan knocks Lana over.
Clark: No!
Clark super speeds up the stairs and catches Lana before she lands.
Brendan is still on the stairs next to the railing as his face becomes frozen in a look of terror. His whole body is frozen now. He falls backwards over the railing, his leg staying behind on the stairs, and falls to the ground where he shatters. Lana comes back to life and gasps.
Lana: Clark.
In the hallway, Wendell unfreezes and so does Chloe in the office. She runs into the hall where she and Lois hug.
Chloe: Lois!
Lois: Oh, hey!
Chloe: My God...
Clark and Lana look over the railing and see Brendan on the floor in pieces. There is a large piece of his face with one eye still open. They eye closes.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the loft. Night. Clark watches the stars through his telescope. Jonathan enters behind him.
Jonathan: Wow, I haven't seen you use that thing in a long time. I thought maybe you'd outgrown it.
Clark: Dad I think that we-
Jonathan: Look. Clark, the time comes in everybody's life when they realize their parents aren't gonna be around forever.
Clark turns around, protesting.
Clark: Dad, I-
Jonathan: Clark, I just... I just don't want you sacrificing your potential because of me.
Clark: It's not a sacrifice, Dad. It's a choice.
Jonathan smiles and walks to the window.
Jonathan: It's a really fine line, don't you think?
Clark: Dad, I get the feeling we could talk about this all night, and you're still not gonna understand.
Jonathan: Oh, I understand a whole lot more than you think.
Clark: Right. That's why you came up here to change my mind. Dad, you raised me to make my own decisions. Why don't you trust me on this?
Jonathan: [Turning back to Clark.] Because you are a lot like me. I had a full ride to Met. U. waiting for me when I graduated. Problem is, my father needed me on this farm. So I stayed.
Clark: [Surprised.] Dad that's a pretty big footnote to leave out. Why didn't you tell me?
Jonathan: I didn't want it to weigh you down. As much as I loved my father, I... a part of me still resents him for needing me that much. I don't want you to feel that. That's not the kind of father I... I ever wanted to be.
Jonathan starts to leave.
Clark: Dad. [Jonathan stops.] This isn't about the kind of father you are. It's about the kind of son I want to be.
Jonathan smiles at Clark and hugs him tightly.
Outside sh*t of Smallville High School. Day. Inside the Torch office, Chloe is taking down the last picture from the now empty Wall of Weird. She looks around at the office which is also completely bare, and puts the article in her box.
Chloe takes a walk around the office, looking around it one last time, and then she goes to the door. She reaches out to turn off the lights and looks at the office again with tears in her eyes.
Finally, she turns off the light and closes the door. She takes a deep breath and walks away.
Cut to Chloe leaving the school. Many other students are leaving, talking loudly and signing each other's yearbooks. There is a storm of colored paper that students are throwing happily from the upper level windows of the school as Chloe comes down the stairs. Clark and Lana walk up to her.
Chloe: Hey.
Clark takes the box for Chloe.
Chloe: Thank you.
The three of them walk away from the school together quietly.
Chloe: So I guess this is it, huh?
Clark: It's not like we're never going to see each other, right?
Lana: Yeah, you'll have summers and holidays.
Lana's comment isn't much consolation to any of them.
Chloe: This sucks.
Lana: Yeah, big time.
Clark: Suddenly, all those tests and teachers we hated seem a lot less scary than the big question mark that's hanging out there.
Lana: You'd think after everything that happened with Brendan, it'd be a whole lot easier to say goodbye to all this.
Clark: There's a lot here to say goodbye to.
Chloe: You know, not to go all "psycho-sympathizer" on you guys, but I can't blame Brendan for wanting to keep everybody together. Although, after that little lock-in I can't think of anything scarier than being stuck in the past and not moving on.
They continue to walk in silence for a while. Then something occurs to Chloe. She stops walking and stands in front of Clark and Lana, facing them.
Chloe: Wait a minute, Lana. Did you say "I'll" have summers and holidays? What about you?
Lana: I'm staying in Smallville.
Clark: I thought you said you weren't sure.
Chloe: Don't you want to see what else is out there?
Lana: Well that's exactly why I went to Paris last year, but there's a reason that I was drawn back home. I'm just not sure that I've explored all the possibilities here.
Chloe looks at Lana for a long moment, trying to understand. Then Lana starts walking again and Clark follows her. Chloe watches them together.
Chloe: [To herself.] Maybe things won't change much after all.
Chloe runs after them to catch up. She links arms with Clark and all three of them walk away from Smallville High School.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "04x21 - Forever"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 18th, 2005
Outside sh*t of the Talon. Night. Lana enters her apartment and shuts the door behind her. She walks toward the living room and is startled when she hears Genevieve speaking from behind her. Genevieve walks toward Lana.
Genevieve: I have to applaud you, Lana. I raised my son to have a willpower that couldn't be broken by anything. Except his love for you, apparently.
Genevieve walks past Lana and toward the fireplace. Lana walks toward Genevieve to confront her.
Lana: What do you want from me?
Genevieve: The stone. That one Lionel gave you.
Lana: Lionel? He never gave me ...
Genevieve points a g*n at Lana's face, cutting her off. Lana gasps quietly.
Genevieve: [Calmly.] I'm gonna find it whether you help or not.
Lana reaches into the purse that is still slung over her shoulder and pulls out a red handkerchief. She unfolds the handkerchief and reveals the silver Stone of Power. A small smile forms on Genevieve's face.
Then Lana grips the stone tightly and kicks the g*n out of Genevieve's hand. She runs toward the door but Genevieve grabs her hair, stopping her. They struggle against each other as Genevieve knocks Lana into a lamp which topples to the ground. Then she pushes Lana in the other direction where Lana falls down, pushing over a tray. Lana still has the stone in her hand.
Lana quickly gets back onto her feet and Genevieve grabs her by the shoulders, violently slamming her against the shelves on the wall. Lana punches Genevieve across the face, but Genevieve doesn't release her grip. They both fall to the floor with Genevieve above Lana. She wraps her fingers tightly around Lana's throat and chokes her.
Lana's grunts are silenced as her airway is cut off and she is powerless to defend herself. Then her eyes suddenly flash a brilliant purple. The sadistic smile on Genevieve's face fades when she sees the color in Lana's eyes, and Lana grabs Genevieve's arms roughly, pushing Genevieve onto the ground and kneeling over her.
The stone has fallen to the ground next to them and Lana reaches for it. It flies into her hand and she grips it with both hands, holding it above her head with the point facing downward. Then she slams it down into Genevieve's chest, s*ab her through the heart. Genevieve gasps. There is a small burst of bluish-white light that comes from the stone as blood begins to trickle down Genevieve's jacket. Then a bright white light washes over Lana as a wind blows her hair back from her face and she closes her eyes, breathing heavily and smiling.
The tattoo on her back is exposed as her shirt rides up. It glows purple and disappears.
Genevieve's eyes close and she dies.
As the spirit of Isobel has left Lana, she looks down at the blood covering her hands with fear. She backs away from Genevieve's body near tears, still holding her hands in front of her. Then she turns to the door and sees that Lex has entered. He is still dirty and disheveled from his adventure in the woods and he stares at Lana wordlessly. She stares back at him, trembling.
Cut to an outside sh*t of the Kent house. Night.
Inside, Clark is asleep on the couch. Dim blue and red light flashes on his face and wakes him up. He sits up on the couch and the television turns on behind him, showing static. The lights flicker as well as a f*re starts itself in the f*re place and the hands on the grandfather clock spin wildly. The radio turns itself on and the dial turns back and forth, causing an unintelligible din of static and fragments of spoken words.
Shelby barks anxiously and runs to front door. He goes up on his hind legs and scratches at the door. Clark gets up from the couch slowly and goes to the door. He opens it and a blinding white light fills the house from outside. Shelby runs out the door and down the stairs, barking into the sky where the colored light is shining down. Clark follows the dog down the stairs and also looks into the sky where in the distance he can see huge layers of misty colors ebbing and flowing in front of the stars, not unlike the Northern Lights. Clark doesn't seem particularly worried, but Shelby continues to bark frantically. The dog finally runs back into the house as Clark continues to look at the light.
Within a few seconds, all of the light waves converge into one bright white ball that flings itself at the Earth.
Cut to Clark waking up with a start on the couch in the living room. Martha and Jonathan, both wearing pajamas and robes, come to his side.
Martha: Clark! It's okay, it's just a bad dream.
Jonathan: You scared the daylights out of us yelling like that.
Clark: What?
Martha: You kept yelling "It's coming!" over and over.
Clark is sweating and he looks toward the window fearfully.
Cut to outerspace. A large meteor is floating through space and suddenly breaks into thousands of tiny pieces which are headed straight for Earth.
Cut to a countdown clock that says
14:20:01.79 [Hours/Minutes/Seconds/Milliseconds]
The milliseconds wind down at a speed almost too quick to see as the seconds tick down to
14:19:56.83
[Opening credits]
Outside sh*t of Lex's mansion. Night. In Lex's study, Lana is standing over a silver basin full of water, compulsively trying to wash the blood off of her hands. She is breathless and crying as she speaks to Lex.
Lana: She was coming at me, it happened so quickly. I don't even remember s*ab her.
Lex walks to the basin with a pitcher of water.
Lex: Lana, I want you to take a deep breath and try to relax.
Lex holds Lana's hands still as he pours the water over them.
Lana: Lex, a woman is d*ad because of me. I k*lled her.
Lex: [Calming.] No, no. You had no choice. You did what anyone would do if their life was at stake.
Lex gives Lana a towel to dry her hands and leads her to the couch. They sit down.
Lana: I have to tell Jason. She was his mother.
Lex: I'll deal with Jason.
Lana: [She stands up, panicked.] Lex, there's a body in my apartment. I have to go the police. I have to tell them what happened.
Lex: Lana, I'm not sure that's such a wise idea. Genevieve Teague was a powerful woman, married to an extremely powerful lawyer. Even though it's clearly self defense, Edward Teague is gonna make sure the jury sees otherwise.
Lana: What's gonna happen to me? I'm gonna go to prison.
Lex: No. I've retained one of the best defense attorneys in the country. And once he arrives from New York, we'll go to the authorities.
Lana: Ok. Thank you.
Lex embraces Lana and takes a deep breath.
Lex: You have to trust me. Until the lawyer arrives, I want you to stay here and talk to no one.
Lana doesn't respond for a long moment.
Lana: My purse. Where's my purse?
Lana pulls out of the hug and picks up her purse from the floor.
Lex: Don't worry. It's still there. I'd never take it from you.
A guard enters.
Guard: Mr. Luthor. We have a situation.
Lex: [To Lana.] It's gonna be okay.
He leaves. When he is gone Lana pulls out the folded handkerchief and opens it to reveal the blood stained stone.
Outside sh*t of the Kent house. Night. Clark, Martha, and Jonathan are in the kitchen drinking coffee.
Clark: I can't help but feel this is some kind of warning.
Martha: Clark, it was nothing but a bad dream.
Jonathan: You used to have nightmares all the time when you were little, remember?
Clark: This time is different. It felt so real. And if it is a warning I need to do something.
Jonathan: Yeah, what you need to do is you need to get some shut-eye so that you're not half asleep tomorrow when they hand you that diploma.
Martha: Your dad's right. Don't let a nightmare spoil your high school graduation.
Lois comes down the stairs in her pajamas and bunny slippers.
Lois: Nightmare? So that's what all this commotion is about?
Jonathan: Lois.
Lois: [To Clark.] You know, if it makes you feel any better, I have them all the time. I had this one last week. Really scary. [She takes a pitcher out of the fridge.] This, uh, guy wearing a red cape.
Clark: [Unimpressed.] Oh, that sounds horrible, Lois.
Lois: Yeah. There's something I wanted to tell all you guys. I just didn't know when to, so I guess 2 in the morning is good a time as any.
Martha: What is it, Lois?
Lois: Oh, The general recruited me on a recon mission to track down my sister the grifter in Europe. So, we're headed for Heidelberg tomorrow.
Martha: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Clark tries to cover his delight.
Lois: Clark, I know how devastated you must be but if you could just keep your tears to a minimum, I'd appreciate it.
Clark: I'll try.
Lois: Thanks. Mr. and Mrs. Kent, I just wanted to say thanks for everything. You guys are like the mom and dad I've always wanted to have.
Jonathan and Martha smile.
Jonathan: Lois, we want you to know that you are welcome back here any time.
Clark: [Protesting.] Actually ...
Martha: We'll all miss you, Lois.
Clark shuts his mouth and smiles politely, giving in.
Lois: I'll miss you all, too.
Shelby stands up on his hind legs and rests his front legs on the counter next to Lois, whining sadly.
Lois: Him? Not so much.
Lex enters Lana's dark apartment. Night. He kneels down on the floor where Genevieve was k*lled. Her body is gone. Lionel speaks from where he is seated at the couch.
Lionel: I'd thought I do Miss Lang a favor and tidy up the place a bit. [He switches on the lamp.] She left it quite a mess, quite a mess.
Lex: What are you looking for, Dad? The good housekeeping seal of approval?
Lionel: You know, for a woman without a heart, Genevieve Teague certainly did have a lot of blood.
Lex: You didn't come here to do a postmortem on Genevieve Teague. What is it you want?
Lionel: I'd like to offer a trade. [He stands up and walks to Lex.] Lana Lang's freedom in exchange for the, um, artifact she has in her possession.
Lex: Dad, don't you think your search for these three ancient stones is starting to border on the fanatical?
Lionel: [Chuckles.] Let me remind you, Lex. It was you who looted the ruins of Egypt to get your hands on one of those stones.
Lionel walks into the kitchen, continuing to tidy up. He finds an apple that fell to the floor during Lana and Genevieve's struggle and picks it up, placing it back in the basket on the counter.
Lex: Trust me, Lana Lang has nothing to do with this.
Lionel: Oh, so chivalrous of you. You are the gallant hero trying to protect the damsel in distress.
Lex: I'm warning you. Leave her alone.
Lionel: But all your life you've had a, uh, a tendency to let the damsel lead you straight into the mouth of the dragon. Your feelings for Miss Lang, don't let them cripple your common sense, son. I expect to see that stone by noon tomorrow.
Lionel starts to leave.
Lionel: It would be a shame if, um, Genevieve's corpse were delivered to the sheriff with Lana Lang's DNA as postage.
He leaves.
Outerspace. The meteors continue their flight to Earth, several of them crashing into the moon on the way causing huge expl*si*n of gray dust.
Cut to an outside sh*t of an observatory with rows of large satellite dishes aimed at the sky. Inside, a man is sitting in a control room reading a magazine. Sounds from the radars get his attention and he puts down the magazine to look. On the radar screen he sees the meteors coming toward Earth.
Man: [Startled.] Sir, you better take a look at the right ascension.
Another man comes over to look at the screen.
Man #2: How long has there been activity?
Man: There was nothing there 10 seconds ago. It just came out of nowhere.
Man #2: [Fearful.] My God. It's headed straight for Earth.
Cut to the countdown clock ticking down from
09:18:48.99
to
09:18.45.04
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Day. In the loft, Clark is standing in front of a mirror tying his tie for graduation. Lois enters.
Lois: I realize hand-eye coordination isn't one of your strong suits. Here, let me help you with that.
Lois takes the tie away from him and puts it around her own neck to tie it for him.
Clark: [Annoyed.] Lois, I'm not sure what I'm gonna do without you.
Lois: Ah, come on, Clark, your future is laid out right in front of you. You're gonna go to community college, major in agriculture, probably minor in law enforcement. And then you and Lana are gonna have a nice little church wedding.
Clark: Excuse me?
Lois: It's written in the stars and you know it. It's only a matter of time before you join the bowling league, take over the family farm, and then, well, you and Lana can bring little Clark junior into the world.
Clark: I think you're hallucinating.
Lois: No. Hallucinating would be imagining Clark Kent going off to the big city to make his mark in the world. I'm just being realistic.
Lois finishes tying the tie and slips it off of her neck. She puts it around Clark's neck and roughly tightens it, causing Clark to gasp.
Clark: Lois, what are your big plans after Europe? You gonna go back to school? Maybe actually stay a little while?
Lois: I have a feeling that if I'm gonna get an education, it's gonna be in the real world. [She sits down on the couch.] You know, I took this career test in some magazine. It said that my perfect job would be a radio disc jockey.
Clark: That makes sense. You talk enough. There won't be any d*ad air.
Lois: You mock me now Smallville, but you just wait and see.
Clark: Journalism. You ever thought about that? You wrote some half decent articles in your short lived career at the Torch.
Lois: Nah, k*ll me first. Even if I could spell, the last thing I'd wanna do is spend my time in a newsroom. With my luck I'd probably end up across the desk from the most bumbling reporter on the masthead.
Clark finishes adjusting his tie. It is crooked.
Lois: You know what? You actually look handsome for a change.
Clark: I'll take that as a compliment.
Lois stands up and goes to fix the tie.
Lois: Look, I know we've had our disagreements in the past. And I will be the first to admit that I've made it my own little hobby to bust your chops.
Clark: I'm used to it. Besides, I know I haven't been the most gracious host.
Lois: Look, I just want you to know, Clark, that when I'm sitting in the audience today at your graduation and you stand up on that stage in front of all those people, I'm gonna be looking up at you and thinking one thing.
Clark: What's that?
Lois: Please, God, don't let him trip. [She punches him in the chest.] See you.
Lois exits. Clark laughs, shaking his head.
Graduation. Day. A small stage is set up on the grass outside Smallville High where the principal talks into a microphone, reading off the names of the graduates. The families of the students are seated in three blocks of chairs in front of the stage. The graduates all stand together in red and yellow caps and gowns and they wait for their names to be called. "Pomp and Circumstance" plays in the background. As the principal reads each name, a graduate walks across the stage and takes a diploma. The audience cheers.
Principal: Darren Cooper. Caroline Creese. Cody Davis. Erica Feldman. Lauren Feldman.
Clark and Chloe stand next to each other in the line and they walk slowly toward the stage.
Clark: Did you see Lana yet?
Chloe Still no sign. I'm starting to get worried. Lana's never so much as had a tardy. She's not gonna miss her high school graduation.
Clark: [Nervous.] She'll be here.
Clark and Chloe part ways at the head of the line to walk to opposite ends of the stage.
Principal: Michael Hall. Holy Harold. Tanya Hart. Kate Horton. Michael Hoover. Hannah Jacobs. Michelle Jewel.
Clark and Chloe get to the stage as Martha and Jonathan watch from the audience. Lois is seated with them.
Martha: [Excited.] Oh, there's Clark.
Principal: Clark Kent.
Jonathan, Martha, and Lois stand up and cheer. Lois puts her fingers in her mouth and whistles loudly as Jonathan snaps a picture. Clark smiles as he takes his diploma and walks across the stage.
Principal: Lana Lang.
Clark's smile fades at the mention of Lana's name. The principal turns around and says something quietly to the man giving out diplomas. The man shakes his head and the principal comes back to the microphone.
Principal: Lana Lang.
Martha looks at Jonathan and Lois questioningly and Chloe and Clark exchange a worried glance. Suddenly a siren can be heard approaching as large military trucks drive up toward the school. A man in one of the trucks speaks through a megaphone as the trucks drive onto the grass. Other men jump out of the trucks wearing helmets and carrying g*n.
Man: Attention! Remain calm! By order of the Federal Emergency Decree: All non-essential personnel should evacuate the area within a 50 mile radius. In approximately 3 hours, a meteor shower is predicted in Smallville.
Martha: [Fearful.] Oh, my God. Not again.
The audience stands up and starts to run away. The graduates leave too.
Man: Please remain calm. There's no need to panic. Please proceed to your home and carry only necessary items.
Clark takes off his cap and gown and steps off of the stage. Chloe runs to him excitedly and they walk together.
Chloe: Hey, Clark! Canyou believe it? Twice in 16 years. I mean, this is crazy! Smallville's gotta have some sort of extraterrestrial bull's eye on it!
Clark: [Pretending not to understand.] It's pretty weird, huh?
Chloe: There's gotta be some kind of connection in the cosmos. I mean this is not just a coincidence.
Clark: Yeah, I'm sure there is some sort of explanation.
Chloe: [Pressing, trying to make Clark admit the truth.] Well, there's just something in Smallville that is screaming for celestial attention. I mean, lightening does not strike twice in the same place without some kind of lightning rod, right? I just wonder what that is.
Clark: I-I'm not sure, but we don't much time, we need to find Lana.
Chloe: You're right, and if anyone can find her with moments to spare, it's you, Clark.
Clark: Why do you say that?
Chloe: I don't know, because you have a way of getting things done in half the time a normal person gets anything done.
Clark: And I'm not normal?
Chloe: No, of course you are normal, Clark. You're as normal as they come. Now, let's hurry and find Lana.
Lois walks up to them. All three of them walk to Chloe's car in the parking lot.
Lois: Look, I'm sure she's already out of town. They've evacuated half of the county. They probably saw her running in late and told her to leave town.
Clark: That's exactly you two need to do, right now.
They arrive at the car.
Lois: Thanks for the tip. Now listen to me, Smallville, if there's one thing that the General has taught me is that you cannot panic in times of crisis. Do you hear me? Okay, whatever happens, you have to stay calm. You cannot panic.
Clark: Lois ...
Lois: [Becoming frantic.] Because if you lose your cool ...
Clark: Lois!
Lois: What?
Clark: You're panicking.
Lois: Fine.
Lois and Chloe get in the car and Clark looks around at all the panicked people running away.
Outside sh*t of the Kent farm. Day. Clark enters the house as Martha is gathering things in the living room. Jonathan runs down the stairs with two packed luggage bags.
Jonathan: Clark, where the hell have you been? We gotta pack up.
Clark: I've been looking for Lana everywhere. I can't find her.
Martha: Sweetheart, she's probably already been evacuated.
Jonathan: I want you to go up to your room and pack everything that's necessary. Your mom and I will take care of everything down here.
Clark: No, I gotta do something first.
Martha: Don't think for a second this is your fault.
Clark: I came to Smallville in a meteor shower. Now it's happening again and it's all because of me.
Jonathan: Clark, there is absolutely nothing you could have done to prevent this.
Clark: We don't know that. There's gotta be something I can do.
Martha: Clark, you don't have time.
Clark: I don't have a choice.
Cut to the meteors flying toward Earth, gaining speed.
The countdown clock goes from
02:21:03.83
to
02:20:58.97
Clark opens a box in the loft and pulls out the octagonal spaceship key. Day. He looks at it for a moment, then turns to go. Lex is standing there. Clark hides the key behind his back.
Clark: Lex, what are you doing here?
Lex: I wanted to offer to you and your parents safe passage out of here in the LuthorCorp jet. The roads will be pretty ugly soon.
Clark: Thanks, but I think we'll be okay.
Clark sticks the key in his pocket and shifts his eyes nervously.
Lex: Clark, why take the risk? The first meteor shower caused me irrevocable damage. Trust me, you don't want to be near here when the next one hits.
Clark: Thanks, Lex, but I think my dad's gonna want to pack up the truck with as much as we can take.
Lex: I understand. Some things simply can't be replaced.
Lex walks toward the window and looks up at the sky.
Lex: Clark, my scientists have identified what seems to be an inner chamber inside the cave wall.
Clark's eyes widen, but he remains calm.
Clark: Really?
Lex: I was wondering if your research into the cave might have turned up anything similar.
Clark: No. Um, but Lex, why are you so interested in the caves when there's a natural disaster headed our way?
Lex: Clark, if anything in this town is irreplaceable it's those caves. [Clark nods.] They've been around for thousands of years and they can very well be destroyed in the next 24 ...
Clark: Well, let's hope they're not. I really need to help my parents. Good luck, Lex.
Lex: Thanks, Clark, but I don't believe in luck. It's our wits and our fortitude to keep us safe. And I'm sure you have more than enough of both. Stay safe.
Lex leaves.
Fade to black.
Clark enters the inner chamber of the Kawatche cave. Day. He looks down at the stone altar and speaks to the emptiness of the chamber.
Clark: You're my father. Talk to me.
He puts the octagonal key into a slot in the altar.
Clark: Tell me what you've done!
There is a flash of light and Clark is surround by swirling blue energy. A strong wind and the voice of Jor-El fill the cave. Clark shouts to be heard over the wind.
Jor-El: It was you who brought this upon yourself, Kal-El.
Clark: What did I do?
Jor-El: I sent you here to unite the three elements.
Clark: The stones? They have nothing to do with me!
Jor-El: But they do, Kal-El. For the knowledge of the universe is meant for you only. Yet you chose to deny your heritage. Today, you will witness the consequences.
Clark: Then you sent the meteor shower?
Jor-El: I have done nothing, Kal-El. Human blood has stained one of the elements and awakened a great danger from the darkness of space.
Clark: What can I do to stop it?
Jor-El: There is nothing you can do to prevent what is already in motion. But the meteor shower is just the beginning, Kal-El. I warned you that the elements could not fall into the hands of a human. The three must become one. It is the only way to save Earth from total annihilation.
Clark: I don't know where they are! I don't have time to find them!
Jor-El: If you don't unite them at once, you, my son, will be seared by a f*re from the sky even you can't survive. The future of mankind rests in your hands, Kal-El.
Clark: Please... help me! I can't do this alone!
The blue-white energy crackles loudly around Clark.
Cut to the meteors in space penetrating Earth's atmosphere, catching f*re as they do so.
Countdown:
0:45:10.83
to
0:45:06.87
Shelby runs out the front door of the Kent home and down the stairs toward the street closely followed by Martha who is holding a folded yellow blanket. Day. They rush toward the truck parked in the street. The back of the truck is overflowing with packed items that Jonathan is securing with a rope.
Martha: I can't believe I almost forgot this!
Jonathan: That's great, sweetheart. I almost have the truck all loaded up.
Martha: Great. Shelby, load up.
Martha points to the open door of the truck, signaling Shelby to jump in. Clark super speeds up to them.
Jonathan: Clark, great. Would you help me secure the truck?
Clark: You're gonna have to go without me.
Martha: What?
Jonathan: Do I have to remind you, Clark, that the last time we had a meteor shower, it was full of kryptonite?
Martha: If the same happens today it could k*ll you. You have to come with us.
Clark: I spoke to Jor-El. He told me I have to find the other two stones right now, and unite them with the one in the cave.
Martha: [Fearful.] No! You're my son. You're not gonna go on some kind of su1c1de mission.
Jonathan: Clark, you might be stronger than steel, but you're not invincible.
Clark: I know, Dad. But I'm the only one who can do this.
Jonathan and Martha look at each other then back to Clark.
Jonathan: [Putting a hand on Clark's shoulder.] All right. But I want you to listen to me right now. All the years that your mother and I spent raising you from that wide-eyed toddler running around on this farm to the man who is standing in front of me right now was for this moment.
Martha has tears in her eyes.
Jonathan: You do this, son. You make us proud.
Clark nods. He and Jonathan hug. When they pull away from each other, Martha and Clark share a long heartbroken look. Finally Martha comes forward and hugs him. Then she touches his face and turns away toward the truck. Clark walks away toward the barn.
Martha: [Quietly.] Those meteors can k*ll him, Jonathan.
Jonathan: I know that, sweetheart. But if we have faith in our son, then we can't let that faith waver now.
Martha starts to cry and Jonathan holds her close.
Cut to Clark entering the barn. Lana is there.
Clark: Lana, I thought you already evacuated.
She turns to him fearfully.
Clark: Are you okay?
Lana: I'm scared.
Clark: Lana, I know this meteor shower must bring up some painful memories for you. But this time is different. We have warning and we'll be safe.
Lana: No, I'm not so sure. Clark, I don't know what's going to happen to me. I want you to have this.
Lana pulls the red handkerchief out of her purse and hands it to Clark nervously. He opens it and sees the blood-stained stone.
Clark: [Shocked.] Where'd you get this?
Lana: In China. Whatever it is, whatever it means, I... I somehow know that it's meant for you.
Clark: Is this blood?
Lana: Remember all those times that I asked you for an explanation, but you said you couldn't me one? That I had to trust you? Well, this time I need you to trust me.
Clark: Lana, my parents are about to leave right now. Go with them. You'll be safe.
Lana: [Becoming emotional.] I can't.
Clark: You have to.
Lana: [Holding back tears.] Clark, I need you to know... that whatever happens, I will never forget you.
Clark: [Afraid.] Lana, you're talking like we never gonna see each other again.
Lana: [Pause.] I love you.
Lana leans to Clark and they share a kiss.
Clark: I love you, too.
Lana: Good-bye.
Lana leaves the barn. Clark looks down at the stone.
Countdown:
00:19:14.87
to
00:19:10.91
Outside sh*t of Lex's mansion. Day. Lana is in the study talking on her cell phone.
Lana: Chloe, even though you won't hear from me for a while, I want you to know that I'm okay.
Lex walks up behind her and takes the cell phone away, hanging it up.
Lex: I thought we'd agreed you wouldn't talk to anyone.
Lana: I have to let my friends know that I'm all right.
Lex: Lana, I understand you not wanting them to worry, but you have to trust me. Now, I assume the stone is still safe.
Lana: As safe as can be.
Lex: Well, let's keep it this way. I'll put it in my vault.
Lex walks toward his bookshelf.
Lana: Why?
Lex hits a hidden button on the shelf and a panel opens.
Lex: A chopper is being fueled to evacuate you to Metropolis where you'll stay at a hotel until your lawyer arrives. It's probably best not to travel with the m*rder w*apon.
Lana: I understand that, Lex, but I'd rather hold on to it.
Lex: Lana, that object is what prosecutors fondly refer to as the smoking g*n. Now, I'll do anything I can to protect you including supporting whatever story of self-defense you want to run with.
Lana: [Slightly annoyed.] It's not a story, Lex. I would never m*rder somebody.
Lex: Of course not.
Lana lowers her eyes, beginning to doubt Lex's faith in her. Lex walks over to her and sits on the couch across from where she is seated.
Lex: Lana, I trust you. Now you have to trust me with that stone.
Lana: I'm sorry, Lex, but I can't do that.
Lex lowers his head, silently frustrated.
Martha, Jonathan, and Shelby drive away from the Kent farm in the truck. Day. As they get to the street, they almost collide with another truck that is coming towards them, and both trucks come to a stop. Jason is driving the other truck. He steps out weakly. His clothes are covered in dirt and his face is caked with dried blood. Jonathan gets out of his truck quickly, concerned.
Jonathan: Jason?
Martha and Shelby get out of the truck.
Martha: Jason!
Jason is holding a g*n behind his back which he pulls out and cocks, pointing it at Jonathan and Martha. Martha gasps as Shelby growls protectively.
Martha: Shelby, no.
Jason: I'm having what you'd call a rough day.
Jonathan: [Nervous.] W-Why don't you just calm down, son?
Jason: Where is Clark?
Martha and Jonathan are silent for a brief moment.
Jonathan: He's not here. Look, why don't you put down the g*n, and we'll talk about it?
Jason fires a b*llet, shattering the windshield of the Kents' truck. Martha shrieks.
Jason: Tell me where he is!
Shelby barks, frightened. Jonathan and Martha exchange another worried look and Jason blinks at them wearily.
Fade to black.
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A sh*t of the "Welcome to Smallville" sign featuring a picture of three meteors rushing toward the ground and a caption saying, "The Meteor Capital of the World." Day.
Next to the sign, the road is filled with cars and trucks. The drivers are honking their horns and yelling, trying to evacuate the city. There is an armored military truck nearby and officers in the streets trying to help the citizens proceed in an orderly fashion.
Chloe and Lois drive in the opposite direction, heading back into town.
Lois: Why would Lana be at Lex's mansion when she's supposed to evacuate?
Chloe: I don't know, but I could swear that was Lex's voice in the background. She sounds like she's in trouble, Lois. I can't abandon her. I mean, the mansion is just around that bend.
Lois: Unless you have a jet pack in your purse...
An officer holds up his hand, trying to halt them.
Officer: Whoa! Stop!
Lois: ...we're not going anywhere.
Chloe keeps swerving through the oncoming traffic until another officer stands in front of them, forcing her to stop.
Officer: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey! Emergency vehicles only. Turn the car around immediately.
Chloe: Well, our friend could be trapped inside. We just gonna go grab her and then come right back.
Officer: I'm sorry, ma'am. No one gets through.
He walks away. Chloe turns to Lois.
Chloe: We're way too close to turn away.
Lois gets a determined look in her eye and steps out of the car.
Lois: Hey, soldier! [She walks to the officer.] Is this a road block or a lemonade stand you got here?
Officer: Wait a second, I recognize you. You're the...
Lois: Daughter of General Lane. You might have heard of him. He talks real loud, smokes a Stogie.
While Lois has the officer distracted, Chloe slowly opens her car door, preparing to run. The officer sees her and tries to go to her.
Officer: Hey!
Lois: Hey!
She grabs his arm, stopping him and turning him away from Chloe.
Lois: This barricade, it should be perpendicular to the road. Those channelizers should be further apart and, unless I need glasses, there should be reflectors on those I-beams.
Chloe gets out of her car while the officer's back is turned.
Officer: Yes, ma'am, I understand, but I can't let you through.
Lois: You're a cub scout out here, soldier.
Chloe starts to sneak past the soldier. He starts to turn around, but Lois grabs his arm again, turning him back to her so that he doesn't see Chloe.
Lois: Where's your den mother? Baking brownies?
Cut to outerspace where more of the meteors are breaking into Earth's atmosphere. They shatter into even smaller pieces and begin to grow long tails of thick black smoke.
Clark enters the chamber in the Kawatche cave. Day. He looks at the altar where only one of the Stones of Power rests.
Cut to Lex entering his study where Lionel is having a drink.
Lex: What happened to your survival instincts, Dad? f*re and brimstone are about to rain down from the sky and you're sipping a cocktail like it's Sunday at the country club.
Lionel: I am aware of the imminent danger, Lex, but I'm not about to leave without knowing that my son is all right.
Lex: Come on, who's kidding who? You're not about to leave without the element.
Lionel sits down on the couch.
Lex: I hate to disappoint you, but I haven't even seen Lana Lang. She's probably on the run halfway to Costa Rica by now.
Lionel: Oh, a face like Lana Lang's isn't easy to hide. It's just a matter of time before she catches the attention of some customs official.
Lionel takes a sip of his drink and Lex stares at him nervously.
Cut to Clark holding the silver Stone of Power that Lana gave to him. He is still looking at the altar.
Cut to the mansion.
Lex: [Sitting across from Lionel.] All right. Agree to leave her alone, and I'll give you something you desperately need.
Lionel: I am a blessed man, Lex, I need very little in life.
Lex: I wonder, what good is a key if you don't know where the lock is?
Lionel: Wise observation. Why do you think any of this applies to me?
Lex: You have one of the elements, Dad. That much is clear. What you don't have is the knowledge of where it belongs. I can help you. I'll take you there right now.
Lex stands up and walks toward the door. Lionel follows him, losing patience.
Lionel: I wish it were true, Lex, but I don't have the stone.
Cut to Clark in the chamber. He puts the new stone into the groove in the altar. The symbols on the altar shine white. The symbol on the stone that was already there glows yellow and the symbol on the new stone glows red.
In the mansion, a bright light shines through Lionel's jacket from the inside pocket, and he gasps and falls to the ground. Lex watches with fear as Lionel shakes and spasms on the floor as if having a seizure. Lex kneels down next to him, trying to see what is wrong. He reaches for Lionel's jacket pocket, finding the third stone there. But he drops it when a burst of white energy sends him flying backwards where he crashes into the wall and falls to the floor.
In the chamber, Clark watches as the red and yellow glowing symbols start to glow white. There is one remaining corner of the groove where the third stone belongs, and the symbol there begins to glow as well.
Dazed, Lex sits up. He gets to his feet and goes back to Lionel who is now completely still. His eyes are wide open. A guard runs into the study.
Guard: Mr. Luthor, what happened?
Lex: Get J.D and take my father upstairs.
Guard: Mr. Luthor we're evacuating ...
Lex: [Fierce.] Do it!
The guard obediently leaves the room.
Lex: Can you hear me, Dad?
No response. Lionel continues to stare blankly at the ceiling.
Lex: Before you leave this earth, I want you to know... You did create the son you always wanted.
The guard reenters with J.D. and they pick up Lionel, carrying him out of the room. On the floor, the black Stone of Power smokes and its symbol glows a deep blue.
In the cave's chamber, the symbol in the groove also glows blue and sends off a deafening high-pitched frequency. Clark gasps and covers his ears in pain.
Lex crawls toward the stone greedily, its light creating an unearthly glow in his eyes. Then the light goes out and Lex stares at the stone.
Fade to black.
Outside sh*t of Lex's mansion. Day. The third Stone of Power glows blue on the shelf of Lex's vault. Clark super speeds into the study, following the high-pitched sound the stone is giving off. The vault is closed and the sound seems to be coming from behind the wall. Clark grabs the bookshelf and pulls on it, tearing the fault door off of its hinges and throwing it aside. He goes in after the stone.
Inside the vault, there are several ancient idols with green kryptonite embedded in them, and as their glow intensifies, Clark loses his balance and falls down. He manages to grab the Stone of Power before losing consciousness on the floor.
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In the Kent living room, Jason points the g*n at Martha, forcing her to tie Jonathan to a chair. Day. Jason is breathless and volatile.
Jason: Come on, hurry up!
Jonathan: Jason, why don't you let Martha go? She doesn't know anything about any of this.
Jason: Oh, a mother always knows her son's deep, dark secrets. Now, where does he keeps the stones?
Martha: Why would Clark know anything about ancient stones?
Jason: All right. That's enough.
Jason pushes Martha away from the chair.
Jason: Well, let's see. When I ran into your son in Shanghai, I decided to do a little homework on my own. And the more I dug, the more Clark Kent's name just kept popping up.
As Jason speaks, he pushes Martha across the room roughly. Then he pulls a chair out.
Jason: Sit down!
He shoves her into the chair.
Jason: Was it coincidence that the symbols were b*rned into your field?
Martha: I-I don't know what you're talking ...
Jason cocks the g*n, pointing it at the back of her head.
Jonathan: Jason!
Jason: What about Clark's connection with Bridgette Crosby?
Martha: I don't know. I don't know.
Jason: She had one of the artifacts! I suppose that was just a coincidence, too.
Jonathan: None of that makes any difference now.
Jason turns to Jonathan dangerously, lowering his voice.
Jason: You know, when my mother came to Smallville, she thought the Luthors would lead her to the stones. But she was wrong. It was a farm boy. The one who has no record of ever been born. He's more connected to those stones than any of us.
Jonathan: There is a meteor shower about to tear this town apart!
Martha: You need to get to your mother and get her to safety!
Jason: [Furious.] Don't you think I know that? I can't find her anywhere! But I'll tell you one thing. When I do find my mother, I finally be able to give her the one thing she's been searching for all these years.
Jason fires a b*llet into the ceiling, causing plaster and dust to rain down in the middle of the living room. Then he turns the g*n back to Martha. She gasps.
Jason: Now tell me where the stones are!
Cut to outerspace. The meteors are coming even closer.
The LuthorCorp helicopter lands on the field outside Lex's mansion. Day. Lex and Lana walk toward it with one of Lex's guards. They shout to be heard over the helicopter.
Lex: I'll meet you in Metropolis.
Lana: What? You're not coming?
Lex: I have a pressing matter to take care of. Now, Lana, for your own safety, I need that stone.
Lana doesn't know how to respond.
Lex: Look, we all have a need to cling on to things, but eventually you have to loosen your grip. It's too dangerous for you.
Lana: I don't have it!
Lex: Lies don't become you.
Lana: It's the truth, Lex. I don't have it. Trust me it's safe, I promise!
Lex: [Exploding.] Where is it?!
Lex snatches Lana's purse away from her and digs through it. Lana begins to realize what is happening.
Lana: This was never about my safety, was it? This is about you getting your hands on that stone!
Lex stops searching and takes a moment to compose himself. He holds Lana's face.
Lex: Lana... your safety is more important than any of this. You mean a lot more to me than you know.
Pilot: We can't wait any longer, Mr. Luthor. We gotta go!
Lana gets into the helicopter and the guard closes the door. Lana watches Lex through the window, unsure of what he just said to her as the helicopter leaves the ground and flies away from the mansion.
Chloe enters Lex's study. Day.
Chloe: Lana? Lana?
She goes farther into the study and sees Clark unconscious on the floor, bathed in the green glow of the kryptonite.
Chloe: Oh my God, Clark. [She kneels next to him.] Clark.
She notices the black stone in his hand, then the glowing green kryptonite in the vault. Chloe grabs Clark by the arm and drags him away from the door of the vault. The green kryptonite stops glowing.
Lex enters the study, seeing the bookshelf lying on the floor. He doesn't see Chloe and Clark. Then Chloe walks over to Lex and we hear a whoosh in the background as Clark super speeds away.
Chloe: Lex, um, I was looking for Lana.
Lex: She's already left. What happened?
Lex walks toward the vault.
Chloe: I don't know. I just walked in.
Lex sees that the stone is gone from the vault shelf.
Lex: You know more than you're telling me, Chloe. Who did this?
Chloe: Lex, honestly, I just came to find Lana.
Lex slams his palm against the door frame, becoming angry.
Lex: Your curiosity seems to always have a way of landing you in precarious positions. [He turns to Chloe and grabs her arms roughly.] Only this time you are on a very narrow ledge with only one way back! Now, who took the element?
Chloe: Lex, I swear it, I don't know what you're talking about. [Lex pushes her away, frustrated.] But I think we need to get out of Smallville before the meteor shower hits.
Lex: We'll find that stone, Chloe, even if that means dodging a few meteors in the process. You're coming with me.
He grabs her arm and leads her out of the study.
Chloe: I don't ...
Lex: Let's go!
Chloe: Lex, I don't know what you're talking about.
He pushes her out the door.
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Jason points the g*n at the back of Martha's head. Day.
Jason: I swear to God, if you don't start talking I'm gonna blow her brains out.
Martha sobs quietly.
Jonathan: Sweetheart, it's no good. Go ahead, tell him what he wants to know. Tell him where the stones are.
Martha gives Jonathan a sideways glance, not sure of what he means. He nods at her, signaling her to make something up.
Jason: Tell me what I want to know.
Martha: Okay, okay. Go upstairs to Clark's room...
While Jason is listening to Martha, Jonathan stands up, carrying the chair that is still tied to him, and he rams into Jason. Jason is pushed forward against the wall, causing him to drop the g*n and fall down. Jonathan falls with him, shattering the chair. He struggles with his bindings.
Jason reaches for the g*n and Martha runs over to him, stomping on his hand with her foot. Jason grabs her leg and trips her. She falls to the floor next to Jason and kicks him in the face. Jason then grabs the g*n and gets to his knees, pressing the g*n down over Martha's neck, choking her.
Jonathan: Martha!
Jonathan's hands are tied together behind him. He gets them under his legs and in front of him so that he can stand up. He grabs Jason away from Martha. Jason stands up and knocks Jonathan in the chest with the butt of the g*n, accidentally f*ring another b*llet into the ceiling. Jonathan punches Jason in the face, and Jason circles around to the counter, landing against it. Then Jonathan comes up behind him and wraps his hand bindings around Jason's throat in an attempt to choke him.
Jason grabs a glass bottle from the counter and shatters it over Jonathan's head. Martha screams as Jonathan backs away, and Jason whips Jonathan across the face with the g*n, sending him to the floor. He lands next to Martha who clings to him as Jason points the g*n at them both, cocking it.
Suddenly Jason goes silent. He looks up at the ceiling as he hears a soft rumbling coming from the sky. Jonathan and Martha hear it too.
Outside, we follow the path of a flaming meteor as it heads straight for the Kent house and blasts through the roof.
On a nearby street, a semi truck is driving down the road as meteors h*t all around, one of them starting the front of the truck on f*re. Without even stopping, the driver opens his door and rolls out of the car as the truck swerves off the road and into a ditch where it explodes in a huge mushroom of orange flame.
Cut to the marquee at Smallville High School being demolished by another meteor. The asphalt in the parking lot is torn to pieces by the raining f*re.
The officer who spoke to Lois is still in the street and stares into the sky with terror.
Officer: Oh, my God.
People all over the street are leaving their cars and running in a panic as meteors shower down in every direction. An officer is sent flying through the air by one of the meteors. A young woman trips as she runs down the street and is nearly trampled by a herd of screaming citizens, but someone finally helps her to her feet and she continues to run.
A man runs in the opposite direction of everybody else following his little boy who is running away.
Man: Henry! Henry! Henry! Henry!
The boy continues to run away, back into the city. He finally comes to a stop when he finds what he was looking for: his toy truck which is lying in the middle of the road. He picks up the truck, then looks into the sky at all the falling meteors. One is headed straight for him and nearly hits him, but Clark super speeds over and pulls him out of the way, shielding the little boy with his own body. When the f*re from the expl*si*n dies down, the boy looks at Clark.
Henry: You're not my daddy.
Henry's father runs toward them.
Man: Henry! Henry! Come here, come here.
Henry: Daddy!
Henry jumps into his father's arms and hugs him. The man looks at Clark thankfully.
Clark: Go! Go!
Man: Thank you. Thank you!
He runs away with his son in his arms.
Clark super speeds away.
Cut to the LuthorCorp jet twisting and turning through the air, dodging meteors left and right. The sky is painted with lines of black smoke and Lana looks out the window wide-eyed. The helicopter rattles in all the turbulence as meteors fall all around them. One of the meteors ends up hitting the tail of the helicopter, knocking it completely off, and they go into a sharp spin as they plummet to the ground. The last thing we see is the glass window of the helicopter shattering as it hits the Earth.
Fade to black.
Meteors continue to fall. Day. Clark enters the secret chamber of the Kawatche cave, pacing around the altar as he holds the final Stone of Power in his hand. He puts the stone in its groove and all three symbols light up, yellow, red, and blue. Then they begin to grow together, forming one crystal-like stone that is shining and transparent.
Outside, another meteor crashes into a corn field.
Chloe and Lex enter the Kawatche cave.
Chloe: Why do I get the feeling we're not in this cave for cover?
Lex: You know as well as I do. It's the epicenter.
Chloe: Of what?
Lex: Come on, Chloe! You're the town purveyor of all things unexplained! You know damn well about this cave and the stones.
Chloe: Lex, what's wrong with you?
Lex: If you didn't break into my library, you know who did. Who are you trying to protect?
Chloe: No one.
Lex: Is it Clark?
Chloe: Clark? Of course not. What does Clark have to do with any of this?
Lex: You tell me. You've known Clark a lot longer than I have. In fact, you might know him better than anyone.
Chloe: You are right, Lex, I do. And the Clark Kent I know would be the last person to go super thief on your library for some stupid piece of rock.
Inside the chamber, the combined Stone of Power floats off of the altar and into the air as Clark watches. A gold glow shines out of the wall onto Chloe and Lex. Lex turns toward it.
Lex: What is that?
Clark continues to watch the floating stone.
Lex walks toward the door to the chamber and Chloe watches, worried. She runs up to him.
Chloe: Lex, be careful. It might be dangerous.
She pushes Lex against the cave wall and he crashes into it, falling down. Chloe passes him and goes to the door of the chamber, seeing Clark standing in the middle of all the light.
Clark reaches for the stone and grabs onto it tightly. It vibrates in his hand and he screams with pain.
Cut to Lionel lying in a bed in the mansion. His eyes are still open and Kryptonian symbols spin through his pupils.
Chloe continues to watch Clark with awe and fear as the light gets brighter. Lex gets to his feet behind her and there is a blast of energy that sends both Chloe and Lex flying backwards.
White fills the sh*t and Clark screams as he disappears. When we see him again, he is outside and he stops screaming. He looks around to find himself in the middle of a dizzyingly large snowy field, surrounded by white-covered mountains and not a sign of another person for miles.
Cut to Lois driving Chloe's car out of Smallville. She pulls over on the side of the road and gets out of the car, running up a hill nearby to look at the city. She stumbles to her knees at the top of the hill and looks around with tears in her eyes. Before her, Smallville is in ruins. Fires burn everywhere as trails of smoke still linger in the air.
Cut to Lana regaining consciousness in the crashed helicopter. She is covered in dirt and she has blood smeared on her face. She gasps as she sees the pilot hanging from his seatbelt above her, staring at her blankly with blood all over his face. He is d*ad.
She crawls out of the broken window of the helicopter and gasps with pain as we see that her leg is drenched in blood from an injury. She groans as she drags herself away from the smoking helicopter. Not far off, she sees a large mound of dirt in the middle of the smoking field and she crawls painfully toward it.
When she gets to the mound, she crawls up the side and looks over the edge. She sees that it is actually a crater of dirt in the center of which is an enormous black spaceship. The ship is the same shape as the combined Stones of Power.
Lana's mouth hangs open as she looks at it. Then a crack of white light shines on her face and begins to grow as the spaceship opens.
Cut to the silence of Clark's snowy white valley. The tops of the mountains can barely be discerned from the hazy bluish-white sky and a gentle wind blows through Clark's hair. He still holds the stone in his hand, and it floats into the air again. Then he grabs it out of the air and chucks it away.
The stone travels a great distance away from him. We don't see it land.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "04x22 - Commencement"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on September 29, 2005
Field outisde of Smallville. Day. As the smoke clears, Lana can be seen lying near a crater. The wreckage of the helicopter is in the background.
Inside the crater, the spaceship comes to life, emitting a very bright light. Lana watches the scene. When she sees a figure emerge, she starts to run away. The Kryptonians are too quick, getting in front of her. One is male, the other, female.
Lana: Please, don't hurt me.
Vehicles, blaring sirens, and helicopters come upon them. They surround them.
Police Officer: Lie down on the ground!
The female Kryptonian sh**t the helicopter down with her heat vision. Lana is knocked down on the ground. The police begin f*ring wildly at the Kryptonians. Lana hides in the tall grass, watching the b*ll*ts ricocheting off of the Kyrptonians.
The female Kryptonian sh**t a police car with her heat vision, bl*wing it up. The male does the same. The destory all of the police cars and helicopters. Lanna is still hiding in the tall grass.
Female Kryptonina: Where is the girl?
Male Kryptonina: She is irrelevent. We must find Kal-El.
There is a Kryptonian symbol on the female's lower back, which Lana notices. She watches as they leave.
The Kent Farm. Day. Lois arrives in her convertable. She sees Krypto and says something to him, after getting out of her car.
She goes past a flaming meteorite in the Kent's yard and looks upon their almost completely destroyed house. She runs inside to find it in shambles.
Lois: Oh my God.
Jonathan: Martha! Martha, sweetheart! Martha!
He is searching frantically for his wife under the debries.
Lois: Mr. Kent! Are you okay? Mrs. Kent! Clark!
Jonathan: Clark isn't here; he's alright. Martha!
He and Lois serach for Martha.
Jonathan: Martha!
Lois finds her.
Lois: Here! She's here!
Jonathan: Sweetheart, I'm gonna get you out of here. It's okay. Easy, easy.
Lois: She's barely breathing.
Jonathan: She'll be fine.We're gonna get you out of here. Can you help e get her out of here?
Lois nods.
Inside the Kawatche caves, Lex crawls out from under some rubble. He pickes up a small, orange, electronic device lying on the ground nearby.
Lex: Where'd you go, Chloe?
He walks towards the center of the cave and removes the octagonal key. He studies it. He turns around and sees the Kryptonians, who are now wearing jump suits.
The female Kryptonian uses her X-ray vision.
Female Kryptonina: He has the key.
She holds out her hand and the key flies into it.
Lex: Who are you?
Male Kryptonina: Are you Kal-El?
Lex: Who wants to know?
The males goes up to Lex, wrapping a hand around his throat, digging his fingers in so hard that Lex's neck begins to bleed.
Female kryptonina: It's not him. Kal-El would not bleed.
The male Kryptonian flings Lex several feet away. They disappear.
Artic. Day. Chloe is lying on the ground, unconcious. She wakes up and looks around.
Chloe: Clark? Clark!
She gazes up at the Fortress of Solitude in wonder.
Inside the Fortress of Solitude.
Clark: I thought Krypton was desotroyed!
Jor-El: It was, but here in your Fortress of Solitude, the geography of our plantet has been replicated for your training.
Clark: I know there's a lot I can learn from you, but I have to get home. That's where I'm needed.
Jor-El: The meteor shower is only the precursor. A dark force from Krypton has been awakened, Kal-El, and it's sights have been set on Earth.
Clark: What do you want me to do?
A blue light encircles Clark.
Jor-El:You must do as I tell you. Study with diligence, for that is the only way to save this planet.
Images and symbols now encircle Clark.
Chloe walks towards the Fortress of Solitude and enters. She is shivering due to the very cold climate. She sees Clark encircles by the blue light. A gust of wind blows and she falls to her knees. She's starting to freeze to death.
Chloe: Clark!
She completley colapses.
The visions are still flashing before Clark's eyes, but he can still hear Chloe.
Chloe: Clark, can you hear me? Clark!
Chloe is badly frozen, her voice is weak.
The visions around Clark disipate and he sees Chloe.
Clark: Chloe!
He runs to her and cradles her.
Jor-El: Kal-El, you must continue your education. You cannot stop.
Clark: She's my friend! She needs help!
Jor-El: Your destiny is far greater than saving one human life.
Clark: No, I won't let her die!
Jor-El: Each time you let your emotions guide you, the fate of the of the entire planet is at risk. That is your weakness, Kal-El!
Clark: Please! I'm begging you!
Chloe is shivering.
Jor-El: Very well ... under one condition: return to me before the yellow sun has set.
Clark: I'll be back. I promise.
Jor-El: Do not fail me, Kal-El, for the consequences will be grave.
Clark: You have my word.
Chloe: Hey. I think it's time you switch into Super Clark mode now.
Clark: Super Clark.
Chloe: I know you run faster than a speeding b*llet, Clark. Take me along for the ride.
Clark picks her up.
Chloe: Go, Clark.
They speed off.
Lex is speeding down the highway. Day. Lana walks right out in front of him, limping. He sees her just in time, stopping right in front of her, and only missing her by a few inches. He gets out of the car.
Lex: Lana!
Lana begins to walk away.
Lex: What happened?
Lana [walking still]: They're still out there. They'll k*ll us if tey find us.
Lex: It's okay. You're safe now. Lana, you need to get off that leg. I'll call a doctor.
Lana is still walking. She seems to be in shock. Lex follows.
Lana: You don't understand. We're not safe. We're not safe!
Lex grabs hold of her from behind.
She tries to break free form his arms, but is unsuccessful.
Lex: Lana, you're in shock! It's over! The meteor shower stopped. It's over.
Lana relaxes a little bit ... still in his arms. She is still upset, however.
Lana: There's a man and a woman. They're right behind us. They came out ...
Lex turns her around to face him.
Lex: Out of what? What did they come out of?
Lana: A spaceship.
Lex touches her face.
Lex: Where?
Lana: In Lander's Field.
Lex: Lana, after what you've been through, it's perfectly normal for your mind to play tricks on you. Trust me.
Lana gets angry and pushes him away.
Lana: No, Lex! You trust me! I know what I saw. We have to get as far away as possible.
She starts to limp back in the direction of his car.
Lex: Lana!
Lana weakens and falls to the ground unconcious.
Cut to next scene. The scenery of a village with snowy mountains can be seen.
Cut to Chloe's hospital room. A nurse hands her something.
Chloe: Thank you.
The nurse leaves. We see Clark leaning against the wall.
Chloe: I wonder who's more freaked out right now: me, knowing I'm in a hospital where they get their medicine via dogsled, or you, finally finding out I know your secret.
Clark: How long have you known?
Chloe: I guess I've always had my suspicions. The quick exits, the miraculous recoveries, the lame excuses, but I think when I saw you catch a car like it was a beach ball, that kinda confirmed everything.
Clark walks to the window and looks out.
Clark: Why didn't you say anything?
Chloe: I figured if you wanted to tell me you were part of the super power persausion, you would when you were ready. On your terms; not on mine.
Clark: You're a good friend, Chloe.
Chloe: Obviously not good enough.
Clark: There were so many times I wanted to tell you.
Chloe: Clark, I don't blame you. Loose lips sink ships and God knows I've sunk my share of floatilas. What about Lana? Does she know?
Clark turns around.
Clark: No.
Chloe: Well, I want you to know, I'll never be the iceberg to your Titanic, and your secret will never ever leave my lips. No matter what.
Clark: I appreciate that.
Chloe: There's still a few blind spots though. LIke, how did we get beamed from the Kawatche cave to the North Pole? And, what was really going on in that forty story igloo?
Clark: Look, Chloe, there's a lot of things about me that even I don't understand. The meteor rocks ... they didn't make me the way I am.
Chloe: So, you're saying you were born this way?
Clark: I wasn't born anywhere near Smallville. In fact, I wasn't born anywhere near this galaxy.
Chloe: Okay...okay...so that would make you an...
Clark: Yeah.
chloe:But you...you look so...
Clark: Human?
Chloe stares at him.
Clark: I'm still the same person.
Chloe: Clark ... I think you're so amazing. You save people's lives and take zero credit for it. To me, you're more than just a hero. You're a super hero.
Clark: Chloe ...
Chloe: I'm serious, Clark. If more humans were like you, the world would be a better place.
They share a smile. Then their attention is drawn to the TV. The news is playing silently. The meteor shower is featured. Clark turns up the volume.
Anchorman:...what scientists are describing as a rare astronomical event, Smallville, Kansas was h*t by the second meteor shower in sixteen years, kililing twenty-three people and injuring scores of others.
The damaged Kent Farm is shown.
Clark: They didn't get out. My parents didn't get out.
Chloe: Smallville needs you more than I do Clark. Go. Go!
Clark super speeds away.
Chloe: Whoa.
Lana is lying on a couch in the upper level of Lex's study. She's unconsious. A scratching noise can be heard. Lana begins to stir. She looks over the railing and sees Lionel on the floor, scratching it with something. She goes down the stairs.
Lana: Mr. Luthor. Mr. Luthor! Are you okay?
Lionel suddenly turns around and grabs her hand. He's looking downward.
lionel: The disciples of Zod.
He looks up to reveal his eyes have gone grey. Lana pulls away out of shock.
Lionel: They must be stopped!
Lana: You're talking about the people from the ship.
Lionel stands up.
Lionel: Their home is their only poison.
He looks to the open safe filled with Kryptonite.
Lionel: Their home is their only poison.
Lana: Where are they?
Inside Smallville Medical Center, Jonathan is at Martha's bedside. She is just waking up. He smiles.
Jonathan: Ah, Martha Kent! If you were tyring to scare me, you did one heck of a job. For a minute there, I thought I lost you.
Martha: I guess I found my way back.
Jonathan nods.
Martha: Has Clark come home?
Jonathan: Sweetheart, please, you need to use all of your energies just to get better, not to worry about Clark. Our son can handle anything that's thrown his way.
Lois enters.
Lois: Mrs. Kent! I have to say, you look a whole lot better without a china cabinet on your back.
Martha takes her hand as she says: Hi, Lois. It's good to see you.
Jonathan: Lois was quite a hero out there.
Lois: You guys put a roof over my head. Least I could do was help out when it came crashing down.
Suddenly there's an expl*si*n and the windows are blown out. The hallway is in chaos. Jonathan runs out of the room to check out the situation. He comes face to face with the Kryptonians.
Male Kryptonina: Where is Kal-El?
Jonathan: Who are you?
Female Kryptonina: You know where he is.
Jonathan: I'm sorry, lady. I don't know who you're talking about.
The female Kryptonian picks him up by the neck, choking him. Lois steps in.
Lois: OKay, everyone needs to calm down and count to ten. Put the nice man down.
The female flings Jonathan to the other end of the hall.
Lois: Look, super freak, you wanna find your Kal-El buddy; you need to start working on your communication skills.
The female picks her up and chokes her.
Lana appears from nowhere.
Lana: I know where Kal-El is. He's hiding out at the Luthor mansion. I can take you to him.
The female Kryptonian drops Lois. The Kryptonians lead Lana away by the arms.
Lois: (hoarsley) Lana!
Clark is back at the Kent Farm.
Clark: Mom! Dad?
Lex enters.
lex: Clark! Thank God you're okay.
Clark: Where's my mom and dad?
Lex: At the hospital. Your mom has a broken leg and a concusion, but she's going to be okay. She's out of danger now.
Clark: What about Lana?
Lex: Lana's safe. It's Chloe I'm worried about.
Clark: Why?
Lex: Clark, she was down in the cave with me when the meteors h*t. I was knocked out and when I came to, she was gone.
Clark: She must have escaped while you were unconcious.
Lex: Or someone helped her out.
Clark: What? You think I did? Lex, how could I ...
Lex: Clark, before I passed out, there was a light brighter than anything I've ever seen. I could've sworn I saw you standing right in it's epicenter.
Clark: I was nowhere near those caves.
Lex: If you weren't with your parents when the meteors h*t, where have you been?
Clark: They insisted I get a headstart. I got a ride on one of the military vans.
Lex: Why do I get this nagging feeling that you're being less than honest with me?
Clark: I have no idea.
Lex: Well, I'm beginning to get the impression that lying is an unshakable habit of your's.
Clark: I don't have to listen ot this.
He turns to leave.
LEX: Then be straight with me for once.
Clark stops walk and Lex gets in front of him, putting his hands on his shoulders.
LEX: If you're my friend, just tell me the truth. Were you in the cave when the meteors h*t?
CLARK: No.
Lex walks away.
Inside the hopsital, Lois is on her cell phone.
LOIS: Look, I understand the police have their hands full, but Mr. and Mrs. Universe ... they're k*lling people.
CLARK: Lois!
She hangs up and turns around.
LOIS: Clark! You're okay!
They hug.
CLARK: Yeah, you?
LOIS: I'm fine.
CLARK: Have you seen my parents.
LOIS: They are going to be fine.
CLARK: Where are they?
LOIS: Actually, um, we have another problem. Kind of a big problem, really. A happy loving couple came through here with super powers and a really bad attitude. Got pretty ugly.
CLARK: What'd they want?
LOIS: They were looking for some guy named Kal-El. You ever hear of him?
CLARK: Where'd they go?
Lana and the Kryptonians enter Lex's study.
LANA: Kal-El's in there.
The Kryptonians walk to the Krypton-filled safe and are weakened.
FEMALE KRYPTONINA: It's a trick! Get the door! Seal it!
The male runs and gets the safe door, which is across the room, sealing the safe.
MALE KRYPTONINA: Lying is their way.
FEMALE KRYPTONINA: Not for long.
The female angrily throws Lana across the room and into a glass case. Lana is unconcious.
Clark arrives.
CLARK: I heard you are looking for me. I'm Kal-El.
MALE KRYPTONINA: At last!
CLARK: Who are you?
FEMALE KRYPTONINA: The last survivers of Krypton.
CLARK: What do you want?
MALE KRYPTONINA: We want you to join us, Kal-El, and help us make this savage land our Utopia.
CLARK: I saw what you did at the hospital. It's not Utopia; it's m*rder!
MALE KRYPTONINA: The few must be sacrificed for the sake of the many.
CLARK: Then sacrifice me, 'cause I'm not going to let you k*ll anyone else.
FEMALE KRYPTONINA: If that is yoru descision, so be it, Kal-El.
She slides a bracelet off of her rist and throws it at Clark. It misses and expands mid-air into a vortex. The Kryptnians use their heat visioin on Clark, knocking him towards the vortex, which is attempting to suck him inside of it. Before he can get suck in, Clark punches the floor, making a hole and anchoring himself with it.
MALE KRYPTONINA: We can't destroy you, Kal-El, but we can lock you in a place where you can't stop us.
Clark begins to slip, losing his grip.
MALE KRYPTONIAN: It is done.
Clark regains his grip and thrusts himself foward. He pushes the Kryptonians into the vortex. Once they are inside, the vortex turns into a metallic rectangle with their images on it. It flies through the window and off into the distance.
Clark sees Lana, who is stiring. He picks her up and lays her down in the center of the room.
LANA: Oh, Clark!
CLARK: Are you okay?
LANA: Where are they?
CLARK: They're gone. Do you know wo they were?
Lana shakes her head.
CLARK: We need to get you to a hospital.
He touches her hair and is pricked by some broken glass. He bleeds. The octagonal key is lying on the floor nearby. It will not fly into his hand.
Kent Farm. Day. The Kents drive up in their truck. They got out of the truck. Martha is on crutches.
Martha, upon seeing their destroyed house: My God, our home!
JONATHAN: It's just wood and plaster, Martha. The fact is, our family's still standing. We might be bruised, but I think we're stronger for it.
MARTHA: You're right. A house can always be rebuilt.
JONATHAN: It doesn't hurt to have a one man construction team as a son.
Martha, to CLARK: Hi.
CLARK: Hi.
JONATHAN: Don't worry, Clark. Things are gonna get back to normal soon enough.
CLARK: Actually, things will be a lot more normal around here than you think. My abilities are gone.
MARTHA: How?
CLARK: Jor-El took them, but I'm not sure it's such a bad thing. All I've ever wanted was to be normal. Now, finally, I am.
JONATHAN: I don't think this adjustment is giong to be quite as easy as you do, Clark.
CLARK: But that's why I'm lucky to have parents like you. Every time I woke up and had a new ability, you were always there to help me adjust and this time is no different.
MARTHA: It's different. You can get hurt now; you're vonerable.
CLARK: Isn't that what it means to be human?
JONATHAN: Nah, I-I can't imagine Jor-El giving up on you that easy.
CLARK: I took care of the danger he warned me about. If losing my abilities is the consequence, then I think he's done with me. Look, it's all in the past now. I'm ready to take a step to the future. I'll start by rebuilding this house, one board at a time.
CUT TO Chloe's hosptial room. Day. Chloe is asleep. Somebody wakes her up.
CHLOE: Clark?
She sits up a bit and sees that it's Lex.
LEX: Now, how could Clark possibly be hree? We're in the middle of the Yukon.
CHLOE: I don't know. I must've been dreaming, I guess. What's going on, Lex?
LEX: I came to take you home.
Clark enters Smallville Medical center with a bouquet of Irises in hand. Lois sees him.
LOIS: Clark! Really, you shouldn't have.
She takes the bouquet from him.
CLARK: Actually, I didn't.
LOIS: Too sweet for words.
CLARK: How'd you get that frog in your throat?
LOIS: That's what happens when you get a neck massage form Barbie the Barbarian. Doctor says I shouldn't talk too much.
CLARK: Oh, gee. That's too bad.
LOIS: Don't get your hopes up, Smallville. It's not permanent. Oh, I gotta catch a plane for Geneva in two hours. If I'm late, the general will court marshall me or something.
CLARK: You know, I did wanna say thank you. You were there for my parents. It means a lot.
LOIS: I'm sure it does. But, not enough to give me this deluxe Iris arrangement from Main Street Florist.
She hands him back the bouquet.
LOIS: She's down the hall. Room 258.
Lana is lying in bed, reading a news paper. There is a picture of Genevieve and Jason Teague and above them it says: "Socialite and son k*lled". There is also a handwritten message on the paper which reads: "You owe me one.-L".
Clark enters and Lana puts the paper away.
CLARK: I hope Irises are still on your favorite flowers list.
LANA: Some things stay number one forever. Thank you.
CLARK: Lana, before the meteor showever, you came by the barn. You said some things. A few words sorta stood out.
LANA: Clark, the sky was literally about to fall down on us. I never knew if I'd see you again.
CLARK: Right. We were in the middle of a crisis. Sometimes people say things they don't mean.
LANA: Clark, I meant every word. The question is, did you?
Clark leans in and kisses her.
CLARK: No more secrets. No more lies.
LANA: Clark, I wanna ask you something: do you beleive in life on other planets?
CLARK: Actually, I do.
LANA: I saw something that in crater. It was a spaceship, Clark. It was unbelieveable.
Clark goes back to the crater to find no ship inside.
The ship is inside Luthor Corp. A black liquid drips from it. From the liquid forms a man.
Fade to black.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x01 - Arrival"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 13, 2005
Belle Reve. Night. Inside Lex is walking with a doctor. They are talking.
Doctor:Transferring the other patients out of this wing, per your request, a reorganization of thise size, the Board of Directors will ask questions, Mr. Luthor.
Lex: For what I'm paying you, Doctor, I'm sure you can buy some answers.
We see Lionel behind a glass wall. His eyes are still gray and he's in a straightjacket. Lex looks at him.
Lex, to the doctor: Keep him isolated, twenty-four-hour survailence. Notify me if there's any change iun his condition.
Lex puts his hand to the glass. Lionel turns away, a hint of a smile on his face. Lex walks away.
As Lex is walking down the hallway he and a patient (who is being escorted by orderlies along with two other patients) bump into each other.
Lex: Hey!
Orderly: Sorry about that, Mr. Luthor.
Patient: Yeah, my bad.
Orderly: Oh, you're really good at making friends. Aren't you, Lee?
The patient, Lee, taking of his handcuffs: I guess I'm just a people person.
Lee punches the orderly and then with his hand, he draws electricity from a nearby light and with that energy. He sh**t the other orderly across the room.
Lee: Can I light up a room, or what?
He sh**t energy out of his hand at the other two patients handcuffs, releasing them. The other two patients are twins.
Lee: Time to do your thing, boys. Go!
The alarms go off.
The twins put their fists together, creating an energy barrier that repelss the b*ll*ts that are being sh*t at them.
Guard:What's going on?
Lee: Let's blow this joint.
There's an expl*si*n and the patients are free.
Twin 1: Where to ...
Twin 2: ... now boss?
Lee: Smallville.
OPENING CREDITS
Barn raising. Day. The men of Smallville are raising a barn.
Man: Pull. Steady!
Jonathan: Ready? Pull!
The men pull on the ropes until they've raised the side of the barn. When it's up, the women and children cheer. Clark and Jonathan run and nail the beams in place.
Jonathan: It's good.
Clark: It's great. It's a lot heavier than I remember.
Jonathan: You're just going to have to learn, Clark. Pace yourself. You're human now...Martha!
Clark hammers on a beam as Chloe walks up.
Chloe: Ah! The joys of manual labour.
Clark: It's not so bad. I kinda like being sore. It makes me feel like I've actually accomplished something. No pain, no gain, right?
He hammers his thumb.
Clark: Aah!
Chloe takes his hand: Yeah, well, being a mere mortal does have it's drawbacks. You alright?
Clark: Ow!
Chloe: Are you sure this is what you really want?
Clark sees Lana off in the distance, working with some power tools.
Clark: It's what I always wanted.
Chloe: I was talking about you, Clark. Not your feelings for Lana.I mean, one day I find out my best friend's an alien, then the next day, presto change-o, he's just your average Kansas farm boy. Excuse me if I'm finding this a little hard to accept.
Clark: Well, you're going to have to just get used to it. It's who I am now.
Chloe: Clark, with all that you are able to do, I can't help thinking that your destiney is more than just milking cows and raising barns.
Clark: Destiney's just abother word for not having a choice.
Chloe: OKay, what about Alien Ken and Barbie? They tore arpart Smallville looking for you.
Clark: They were looking for Kal-El. They're gone and so is he. Just let it go, Chloe.
He walks away from her. Lana brings him a drink.
Clark:I've never been so thirsty!
Lana: It's incredible, isn't it? How the whole town gets together to help rebuild Smallville?
Clark: Thanks to Lex. If he hadn't pulled those strings at FEMA, we'd still be waiting for the relief money.
Lana: Yeah, he's a real hero.
They see Lex get out of his car.
Martha: Hey, Clark! We're getting low on ten penny nails. Can you run to the farm and get some?
Clark: Yeah.
Lana: I'll come with you.
Clark: Yeah.
Lex: The happy couple! Sneaking off while there's work to be done.
Lana: Supply run,
Lana, to Clark: I'll wait for you.
Lana walks off.
Lex: I get the feeling I'm not her favorite person right now.
Clark: She doesn't trust you, but I'm sure you're kinda used to that reaction by people now.
Lex: Look, Clark, we've all made mistakes. That's in the past. For whatever reasons, we've been given a second change. I hope we can rebuild more than just the town.
Clarck: So do I.
He walks off to join Lana. Lex watches them go.
Clark and Lana run up the hill playfully and kiss.
Lana: I can't believe a second meteor shower h*t Smallville. Like the first when we were kids wasn't bad enough.
Clark: Maybe this time it's different. Maybe not the end of something, but the begining: a second chance.
Lana: Clark, there are so many things that I haven't told you. Things that I've done.
Clark: Whatever we've both done ... it's in the past now. The past can't hurt us anymore.
Lana: You're right. No more crystals or spaceships or meteor showers.
Clark: Sounds good.
He throws a meteor rock off into the distance.
At the farm...
Clark: This will only take a sec.
Lana: No hurry. I think I need a break anyway.
Clark: Found 'em.
Lana: You know, sometimes taking your time isn't a bad iddea.
Clark: Sorry.
Lana: It's okay. We should probably be heading back anyway.
Clark: You're right. We should probably be heading back.
They kiss.
Clark: Everyone's waiting for us at the barn raising.
Lana: Which means we're all alone.
They run upstairs and make out heavily, sitting down on the couch.
Clark: We should, ah, we should take this slow.
Lana: Clark, we've been taking it slow for four years now.
Clark: I know. I want our first time to be as special as you are. It's, um, it's my first time.
Lana: It's mine too.
Clark: You and Jason ...
Lana: No, no. You and Alicia?
Clark: No. You are the only one I ever really loved. It's only been you, Lana.
They kiss. They hear the door open and pull away.
Clark: My parents! Hey, Mom! Dad! We were just um...We were just ...
He sees the twin Belle Reve escapees. They use their powers to pin him to the ceiling.
Lana: Clark!
Lee: Pretty girl, hey you!
Clark: What do you want?
Lee: What every freak in Belle Reve wants, Clarky boy! You!
The Belle Reve escapees push Clark and Lana inside the Kent home, which is in the middle of repairs.
Lee: Get in there!
Clark: Lana!
He goes up to Lee, who punches him. Lana walks to Lee.
Lana: Stop it!
Lee grabs her.
Lee: Stop? I'm just getting started, baby girl.
Lana: Clark, what's going on? Who are they?
Clark: I don't know.
Lee: Oh, but we know you! You're a ledgend back in Belle Reve. Hell, half of the freaks are in there 'cause of you.
Clark: You got the wrong guy.
Lee: Oh, yeah? Well, maybe sweet one here knows where I can find the right one.
He licks Lana's cheek.
Clark goes to att*ck him, but Lee sh**t him away with his electrically charged powers.
Lana: Clark!
Lee: Boy, you do not wanna be pissin' me off!
Twin 1: Strange, he does not seem ...
Twin 2: ... What we ...
Twin 1: ... expected.
Clark: I told you: you got the wrong guy!
Lee: Well, I guess we're just going to have to have to k*ll you. Maybe I should start with your little girlfriend.
Inside the caves, Chloe is looking around with a flashlight.
Chloe: Alirght Clark. As long as you're happy with who you are.
She runs into Lex.
Lex: Happiness is such an illusive creature, isn't it? We all wish for it, but very few ever really find it.
Chloe: Doesn't make the search any less important.
Lex: Or the destination.
He picks up her fallen flashlight and hands it to her.
Lex: Do you remember the last time we stood here together? I ended up unconcious on the ground and somehow you landed in the artic.
Chloe: I told you, I don't remember what happened.
Lex: Then, why have you been avoiding me, Chloe? It's been weeks since I brought you back from that hospital in the Yukon where I found you.
Chloe: I've been busy, Lex.
Lex: Right, I heard being a third wheel is very time consuming.
Chloe: Clark and Lana are finally together. They're happy. That's all that should matter to a real friend.
Lex: I think you know more than you're telling me about what happened in this cave, about Clark's involvement. I know you think you're being a good friend, but you're playing a very dangerous game.
Chloe: Kinda like covering up the spaceship Lana said crashed during the meteor shower.
Lex: Lana was hysterical. She didn't se what she thought she did.
Chloe: Well, maybe you didn't either, Lex. Stop asking me questions or I will start asking my own.
She walks away, leaving Lex alone in the cave.
Cut to the Kent Home. Day.
Clark: Level 3?
Lee: So, you've heard of it.
Clark: Yeah, it's supposed to be a top secret research facility at Luthor Corp. Everybody thinks it's just a myth.
Lee: Yeah, spending a couple of weeks in there can make it pretty real.
Clark: You've been in Level 3?
Lee: Yeah, I had a real nice stay. Gourmet food, sattelite TV, and a nifty little green cocktail sh*t in my neck three times a day.
Clark: They were experimenting on you?
Lee: Just trying to amp up what me and the Wonder twins could already do. It worked. Then one morning, I woke up in Belle Reve. No more sattleite TV. No more green cocktails.
Clark: They got you hooked then cut you off.
Lee: Look, we all got a cross to bear, kid, and this is your's: You're gonna break into Level 3. You're gonna get me that serum. Otherwise, you're gonna be playing patty cake all by your lonesome.
Clark: What do you need me for? I've seen what you can do. Why not just go in there and get it yourself?
Lee: They got all kinds of defence systems to keep people like me out, but if the stories I hear at Belle Reve about you are true, then you shouldn't have a problem.
Jonathan and Martha drive up in the truck.
Lee: Looks like we've got ourselves some company.
Martha: Clark better have a good excuse for not bringing these nails back.
Jonathan: I'm sure he does.
They walk inside the house to find Clark alone.
Jonathan: Clark! Clark, we sent you out for those nails hours ago. What happened?
Clark: I got side tracked.
Martha: Where's Lana?
Clark: She's not feeling well. She's lying down.
Martha: Why is you shirt on inside out?
Jonathan: I think I'll go check on Lana myself.
Clark: No! Wait! You guys never believe me! Why are you always all over me? Why can't you just back off for five minutes?
Martha: Clark Kent! What has gotten into you?
Lee and the twins come out of the room with Lana.
Lee: Yeah, boy! That ain't any way to talk to your mama!
Jonathan: What's going on here, Clark?
Lee: Pipe down, old man!
Jonathan: Listen, fella. I don't think you know who the hell you're talking to ...
Lee uses his powers, sh**ting him across the room.
Clark: Stop! Just stop! I'll do whatever you want. Just don't hurt anyone else.
Lee: Smart move, farm boy. You got two hours to get back here with the serum or I'm gonna f*re me up some family barbeque.
Luthor Corp. Day. Clark and Chloe drive up.
Clark: All I know, the serum is in a vault somewhere in there in Level 3.
Chloe: What about Lex? What if we just told him what was going on ...
Clark: Nah, I called his office. They said he was en route to Washington. It's up to us, Chloe. We gotta get in there.
Chloe: Well, I'm always up for a little mission impossible. Okay, so this is where your nut job said he was experimented on, right?
Clark: Yeah.
Chloe: Well, according to public records, this section of Luthor Corp was closed a year ago. Turned into storage.
Clark: It's a great cover if you don't want anyone to know what you are up to.
Chloe: It's exactly what I thought. Now, I couldn't pull up anything called "top secret evil lab" on the scimatics, but I did find this: or more accurately, didn't.
On her lap top, she shows him Luthor Corp blueprints. There is a large blacked-out area.
Clark: Level 3.
Chloe: I guess someone forgot to pencil that in.
They get out of the car and open the trunk to reveal various gadgets.
Clark: Whoa!
Chloe: What? I like to come prepaired.
Clark: Chloe, where'd you get all this stuff?
Chloe: E-bay.
Clark: Is that a flash grenade?
Chloe: Careful! That was a graduation present from Lois. I'm saving it for a special ocassion.
Clark: Why didn't you tell me about all this stuff?
Chloe: We all have our secrets, Clark.
The two sneak past the guards and make their way inside.
Chloe: Relax, Clark. We still have a couple minutes before the guards swing back around.
Clark: You sure this is going to work?
Chloe: You got a better plan?
Clark: Well, normally, I'd just rip open the door, super speed past the cameras, and somehow open the vault with my heat vision.
Chloe: So what you're saying is: now that you are human, you have no useful skills.
Clark: Not so much.
Chloe: Great. I finally land my own super hero and this is what I get.
Clark: We don't need super powers for this. You get the door open and then access the survailence cameras. Then loop the same empty hallway over and over and I ...
Chloe: Clark, that kind of electronic hocus pocus is going to take hours to rig up. Sometimes it's easier if you just turn off the power.
She presses some buttons on her lap top and the door opens.
The sheriff drives up to the Kent Farm with her sirens on.
Lee: Looks like the kid done went and called the law on us. I guess he doesn't love you very much.
Martha: Clark wouldn't go to the police.
Jonathan: I'm sure it's just routine.
Lee: Yeah, well, too bad for her then.
Lana: Wait! We'll get rid of her. Just don't freak out!
Lee: Baby, you'll know when I freak out. Look, get rid of the sheriff or your wife is toast.
He grabs Martha. He hides with Martha and the twins. There's a knock on the door.
Jonathan: Just a second!
He opens the door.
Jonathan: Sheriff.
Sheriff: I'm sorry to trouble you folks, but three real mean cusses busted out of Belle Reve last night. Put about half a dozen guards in the hospital and we found the car they stole a mile up the road.
Jonathan: We'll keep our eyes open.
Sheriff: Well, you be sure and do that. Where's the missus?
Lana: She's still at the barn raising.
Sheriff: Oh, I was just there. I didn't see her. Well, make sure she knows what's goin on when she turns up.
Jonathan: Sure will, thank you.
Sheriff: Wait a minute. Is that coffee I smell?
Cut to Luthor Corp. Clark is crawling through the air vent, talking via headset to Chloe who is elsewhere.
Clark: We're running out of time. There's gotta be another way to do this.
Chloe: Clark, there isn't. The only direct access to Level 3 is through a magnetically sealed door with redundancy powered backup. You have to get through the air vent and unlock the backups from the inside.
Clark: How much further?
Chloe: Well, according to the air vent diagram, you should be getting close to an exhaust vent port right above the vent's end. Take your next left. C'mon Clark, left!
Clark: I'm going in circles!
Chloe: No, you're not. It just feels that way because you are in a confined space with no sure markers.
Clark: This is impossible! It's a million degrees in here!
Chloe: Gosh, Clark. I didn't realize super whining was one of your powers.
Clark: Pete was a lot better at these pep talks in these situations.
Chloe: Pete?! You told Pete your secret?! Did he see your spaceship?
There's a buzzing noise.
Chloe: Oh, no! I think you tripped some sort of lock down switch.
Clark: What?! What do I do?
Chloe: Go. Go, go, go, go, go.
The vent begins to lock down in Clark's wake.
Chloe: Go left. Left!
The vent locks down in front of Clark. He goes left.
Clark: Whoa!
He falls through the vent, hanging from the ceiling.
Chloe: Clark! Clark, are you alright? Clark, Clark! Are you okay?
Clark: Yeah, super.
Back at the Kent farm, Lee has his hand over Martha's mouth as they are waiting for the sheriff to leave.
Sheriff: Good coffee, Mr. Kent.
Jonathan: Thank you, Sheriff. Um, would you mind if I finish the rest of my chores while there's still some daylight out there?
Sheriff: Oh, right. Yeah, I should get going, myself. Thanks for the coffee.
She picks up a pack of Lee's cigarettes.
Sheriff: Wouldn't think a man with your heart condition would take to smokin', Mr. Kent.
Lana: Those are mine, Sheriff. I started after the meteor shower. Nerves.
Sheriff: Nasty habit, Miss Lang. You better quit before they k*ll ya. Thanks again for the hospitality. I'll let myself out.
Outside, the sheriff acitivates her radio.
Sheriff: All units, we got a 10-11 out at the Kent Farm. I repeat, a 10-11 out at the Kent Farm.
Lee: Oh, Sheriff!
She tries to draw her w*apon, but he's too quick, sh**ting her with his energy, knocking her over her car and on the ground.
Jonathan att*cks Lee.
Lana: Mr. Kent!
Lee punches Jonathan. Lana att*cks the twins, drilling a hole in one of their hands with a drill. The other twin feels his brother's pain.
Twin 1: That really ...
Twin 2: ... hurt!
Lee: Get the field up!
He and Jonathan are still fist fighting. The police arrive. The twins activate the forcefield. The police find they can't go through it.
Lee: Aaah! Well, ain't this a right pickle?
At Luthor Corp., Clark is climbing down from the ceiling, using the various pipes and beams.
Chloe: Clark, how's it going?
Clark: Well, I'm not really crazy about heights. Okay, Chloe. What am I looking for?
Chloe: Okay, um, just a really big door.
Clark: Big door...big door. Got it.
Chloe: Okay. Now look fort he manual override switch.
Clark presses it; Chloe enters.
Chloe: Good work.
Clark: I guess you didn't have any trouble with the guards.
Chloe: It was weird, actually. It was like they were only guarding the parimeter from the outside. Wow.
Clark: Can you get us in?
Chloe: No, the locking mechanismn is controlled by finger print access.
Clark: There's gotta be a way to bypass it.
Chloe: Maybe if I had like a week or Lex's thumb...Lex's thumb print.
She reaches in her bag and pulls out the flashlight which Lex had picked up for her earlier.
Clark: What?
Back at the Kent farm, the sheriff is hitting the barrier with her fist.
Officer: What the hell is this, Sheriff?
Sheriff: Another day in Smallville.
Twin 1: We cannot ...
Twin 2: ... maintain the field.
Lee: You know, the whole finishing each other's sentences is really starting to grate on me!
Twin 1: We need the serum!
Lee: You ain't the only ones, Heckle and Jeckell! You keep that field up! We're almost home!
Twin 2: Perhaps we should cut our loses.
Lee: No! We're gonna stick to the plan and wait for the Kent boy to get back. So, you two just shut up and concentrate.
Martha: Is it just me, or are they starting to look desperate?
Lana: Don't worry, Mrs. Kent. Clark will figure a way to get us out of this. He always does.
Back at Luthor Corp...
Clark: Is that gonna do it?
Chloe: It better. It's our last clean print. Hand me the tape.
Clark's phone rings.
Clark: Hello?
Lee: Times up, bright boy. Where's my stuff?
Clark: I got it. I'm on my way.
Lee: You better be.
They hang up. Clark and Chloe go inside the vault.
Clark: Who needs super powers with you around?
He tries to get the serum, but is hurt by a laser.
Chloe: Clark!
At the Kent home...
Lee: He's got a couple of minutes. Then I start k*lling me some people. Starting with you, Mom.
Back at Luthor Corp.
Clark: Can you dissrupt this thing? What if we sh**t the grid down?
Chloe: I could try, but that could take hours.
Clark: Chloe, I already told them I had the serum.
Chloe: Well, can't you call him back and see if he can give you more time?
Clark: He's not the more time kinda guy.
Chloe: So? we don't have a choice! You can't walk in there without your abilities. The lasers will cut you to pieces!
Clark: There might be one other way. Can you find out where the signal's coming from?
Chloe: What are you going to do?
Clark: Whatever it takes.
Back at the Kent farm, Clark arrives.
Clark: Sheriff! Hey, Sheriff!
Sheriff: Let him through! What in the blazes do you think you are doing, Mr. Kent?!
Clark: I'm trying to save my parents and Lana. You have to pull your men back now!
Sheriff: Last time I checked, I was the one wearing the badge and barking orders.
Clark: I can stop this!
Sheriff: This is not the time to be a hero.
Clark: I'm not! Look, I'm just a normal guy who doesnt want to see everyone he loves die. Please, Sheriff. You have to trust me. I can do this.
Sheriff: Even if I lost all my sense and gave you the okay, there's some sort of barrier around the whole place. How do you plan to get past that?
Clark holds up his cell phone.
Clark: With this.
Lee: Right. Nice and easy, kid. I'm feeling kinda twitchy. Get the force field down!
Martha: He did it.
Lee: Shut up! He ain't done anything yet. Alright, get the field back up. Get it up!
Clark enters.
Lee: I was starting to think you forgot about us.
Clark: Don't worry. Everything's going to be okay.
He has a case of something in his hand.
Lee: Ain't nothin' okay till I say so!
Clark: They really did a job on you at Luthor Corp., didn't they?
Lee: Look, they made me more than I was. I didn't ask for it. The power grows on me really fast. I guess some of that talk is true about you, kid. You really are out of this world.
Clark: You have no idea.
Lee opens the case that Clark brought him and is blinded by smoke.
Lee: Aaaah! God, you little son of a ...
He tries to sh**t Clark with his powers, but Clark ducks and Lee hits the twins.
Clark picks up a mallet and swings it at the breaker box, cutting of the electricity. Lee can't use his powers.
Clark punches Lee, knocking him out.
Clark: Somtimes it's easier to just turn the power off.
Later, the Belle Reve escapees are being led out of the house in handcuffs by the police.
Sheriff, about Lee: Get him outta here! Keep movin', Sparky.
Lana: That's guy has some serious issues.
Clark: Let's hope Belle Reve can hold him this time.
Lana: Or you could always knock his lights out again.
Sheriff: Or call the authorities before you hatch another hair-brained rescue scheme.
Clark: Sorry, Sheriff.
Sheriff: That aside, nice work, Mr. Kent.You ever consider a career in law enforcement?
Lana: She's right, Clark. What you did was amazing.
Chloe walks in.
Chloe: Hi.
Clark: Hey.
Chloe: Ah...
Clark, to Lana: Can you give us a second?
Lana nods.
Chloe: Breaking news: Clark Kent saves the day.
Clark: Thanks to you.
Chloe: Yeah, well, I did just what I usually do. You were the one who took down three meteor freaks without any special advantages. Then again, once a hero, always a hero.
Clark: Nah, it was a one time thing. I'm done with that now.
Chloe: We've talked about this, Chloe. I'm not the one you should worry about. I traced the carrier signal I picked up in the vault. I found a second layer of video feed hidden in the frequency. Someone was watching us.
Lex's study. Night. Lex is watching a video of Clark and Chloe in the vault on his laptop.
Lex: This is impossible.
Clark enters.
Clark: Disappointed?
Lex: Clark! I heard what happened. Is everyone alright?
Clark punches him in the face. Lex is knocked on the floor. When he looks up, we see his nose is bleeding.
Lex: What are you doing?
Clark: What I should've done a long time ago. Chloe traced the video feed from Level 3. You were watching us the whole time.
Lex: I don't know what you're talking about.
Clark throws him down on the ground a few feet away.
Clark: She also pulled the security records from Belle Reve. You were there the day those pyschos escaped! You helped them somehow, didn't you? What'd you promise them them, Lex? Enough serum to last the rest of their lives?
Lex: You're being irrational.
Clark: This whole thing was a set up. A test! And to do it, you put Lana and my family in danger.
Lex: Clark!
Clark: No!
Clark punches him again.
Clark: I thought we could start over, Lex, but you're too obsessed with the past. But, I'm different now and I'm through playing games with you. You wanna test me? You wanna see what I'm really made of, you do it yoruself, you coward.
Clark swings another punch, but Lex blocks it and punches him in the face. Clark's lip bleeds.
Clark: Satisfied?
At Lana's there's a knock on the door. It's Clark.
Lana: Clark, what happened?
Clark: I said goodbye to an old friend.
Lana: Have you ever heard of a handshake? Come here.
She dabs at his bloody lip with a napkin.
Clark: Ow.
Lana: Sorry. God, you're a mess.
Clark: After everything that's happened, I thought I knew what my life would be like now. I thought it would be easier, but I guess you cannever be certain what's gonna happen tomorrow, can you?
Lana: No. No, you can't.
They kiss.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x02 - Mortal"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 13, 2005
A young man, named Gabriel, is pointing his g*n at a gaurd.
Gabriel: Take out your key.
Guard: You're out of your mind.
Gabriel: I wouldn't expect you to understand. Look, just take out your key.
The second guard is lying on the floor. He watches the other guard begin to remove his key.
2nd Guard: No, no!
Gabriel: Do it!
2nd Guard: Tom!
Gabriel: You know what to do.
Gabriel puts a key in a slot.
2nd Guard: Don't do it, Tom.
The Guard, Tom, shakes his head. Gabriel points his g*n at the second guard.
Gabriel: I'll k*ll him.
2nd Guard: Don't listen to him! We can't let this happen!
Tom moves to put the key into the slot.
2nd Guard: Tom, no!
Gabriel: On three. One! Two! Three!
The guard turns his key.
Gabriel: I'm sorry.
He sh**t the first guard and turns around, sh**ting the second. He then types something on a keyboard and the computer screen says "access approved".
Cut to the Talon alleyway. Day. Chloe is on her cell phone, walking to her car.
Chloe: Hey, Gabriel! I'm surprised MIT even let you converse with us pedestrian Met U-ers so early.
Gabriel: Chloe, you have to get out of town.
Chloe: I've been trying to since yesterday. I'm surprised that the necessities take so long to pack.
Gabriel: Listen to me, Chloe. Pretty soon, it's all going to be over.
Chloe: I know it sucks to say goodbye, but if Smallville managed without their cyber wizard, then I'm sure they'll survive without their star reporter.
Gabriel: Chloe, you are the one person who will understand why I had to do it. You have to make people realize it wasn't my choice. It was the only way.
Chloe: Gabriel, what are you talking about?
Gabriel: How much time did I spend at the Torch helping you chase the big story? Well, in an hour, you are finally gonna get it.
Chloe: What happens in an hour?
Gabriel: Smallville's finally gonna be gone forever.
Gabriel hangs up and presses some buttons on the computer. On the wall, a digital clock reads one hour. It begins to count down.
Computer: Cowntown commencing.
We see "Defcon 1" flashing on the computer screen. A window opens and we see a m*ssile poised for blast off.
Opening Credits
Kent Farm. Day. Inside Clark's room we see Clark asleep. The alarm goes off. He turns over and we see Lana is next to him.
Lana: Hi.
Clark: Hi.
Lana: That was the best night's sleep I have had in weeks.
Radio Announcer: Thanks for listening this morning. It's six-thirty on a ...
Clark: Oh, God!
Lana: Oh my God!
Clark: How did we fall asleep?
Lana: I told you we shoulda gone to the Talon!
Clark: Geez, but ... ow! Ow!
He h*t his foot on something.
Clark: Ow, that hurt so much! Alright, look, okay, my dad isn't going to be up for about fifteen minutes and we gotta get outta here. Well, you gotta get outta here.
Lana: You sure? 'cause sticking around for breakfast sounds like fun.
Clark: What?!
Lana: Pass me my shoe. "I won't fall asleep. I promise." What else are we going to do at three o'clock in the morning?
Clark: Look, you aren't mad, are you?
Lana: I'm furious.
They kiss.
Clark: Come on.
They sneak down the stairs, but his parents are in the kitchen.
Jonathan: Hey, Clark. What the ... -
Lana: Mr. and Mrs. Kent.
Clark: I can explain.
Lana: Clark and I made this decision together. So, if you are angry, you should be angry at both of us.
Martha: We're not mad, but this is, umm ... you're both in new territory.
Jonathan: Lana, this is about a whole lot more than just you. So, if you don't mind, I would like to speak to my son alone, please.
Lana leaves.
Jonathan: You, sit down.
Clark goes to sit down.
Clark: Just remember I'm eighteen and I've been in love with Lana since I was seven, so it's not like we rushed into something here.
Martha: Please tell me you were at least safe.
Clark: Yeah. Yeah, Mom.
Jonathan: Safe? Safe has got nothing to do with this. You shouldn't be doing anything like this, especially under our roof.
Clark: Well, like you didn't do it?
Jonathan: Clark! There were a lot of conversations I didn't have with you because I didn't think I needed to have them.
Clark: Because you guys always think I'm not normal.
Martha: No, no, no. It's just that...you're so much more vulnerable without your powers.
Chloe: Knock, knock! Okay! I just passed Lana flying out of here. What would she be doing here at six-thrity in the...ohh.
Martha: So, Chloe. Um, Clark said you were off to Met U today. Looks like you're getting an early start.
Chloe: Not without one last why-me moment, though. I got a cryptic call form Gabriel Duncan.
Clark: The tech guy from the Torch?
Chloe: Yeah, well, I guess today is my lucky day. Because he said that Smallville is going to be history in exactly fifty-three minutes.
Jonathan: Have you spoken to Sheriff Adams about this, Chloe?
Chloe: I think I've used up my limit of cry wolves with her.
Jonathan: Why don't you find Gabriel? I'll speak to the sheriff myself.
Cut to the Talon. Day. Lana enters her apartment.
Lex: Early morning or late night?
Lana: What the hell are you doing here?
Lex: I've been admiring your sketches. I didn't mean to pry.
Lana: No, of course not. You were just going through my things to get better acquainted. You can't just come in here like this!
Lex: Lana, I didn't mean to rattle you. There was no answer, so I started to get concerned.
Lana: Lex, I'm fine.
Lex: Are you sure about that? Look, I just want to talk about what you saw that day.
Lana: I'm sorry. Weren't you the person who told me I was hallucinating last time I mentioned a spaceship?
She opens her door for him to leave.
Lex: Lana, I might have appeard skeptical, but I still believed in you. That's why I send an expert to the site. Whatever caused that crater was not a meteor. Have you talked to anyone else about this? Like Clark?
Lana: You know, when you start rambling about spaceships and aliens, people kind of look at you funny.
Lex: Well, they must not have the same faith in you that I do. You're not crazy.
He leaves.
Highway. Day. We see a military vehicle driving up. The police have the road blocked off.
Jonathan walks up.
Jonathan: Sheriff Adams, may I speak to you for a minute?
Sheriff Adams: Nothing to worry about, Mr. Kent. It's just a routine drill.
Jonathan: It's a routine drill at the Hamstead Farm, huh? Wouldn't have anything to do with the m*ssile silo in their back field, would it?
Sheriff Adams: Why don't you go on back to your truck, Mr. Kent?
Jonathan: Look, it's no secret that the government put dozens of these things out here, but I just thought they'd decommision them after the Cold w*r.
Sheriff Adams: Look, Mr. Kent. Thank you. We have it all under control. Thank you very much. Why don't you relax, sir, and let us do our job?
Back at the m*ssile silo, Gabriel is typing on the computer. The clock reads "00:43:48".
In the hallway of a m*ssile silo, military personel enter. They are armed and ready.
They enter the control room to find it very much empty. Sheriff Adams enters as well.
Sheriff Adams: All officers can stand down. There isn't even a m*ssile in here. This is a false alarm.
Miliatary officer: Not exactly. That signal did not come from in here. It was rerouted through at least fifteen silos that are still active in the country. He could be in any one of them.
Cut to Gabriel. On the computer he is enterning "Smallville".
Clark and Chloe walk up to a house. Day. Clark knocks on the door.
Clark: Gabriel!
Clark tries the door and finds it locked.
Clark: It's locked.
Chloe holds up a credit card.
Chloe: Call it plan B. It's for those of us who can't crush metal with our bare hands.
Chloe uses the credit card to unlock the door. They enter.
Chloe: Hello? Gabriel? Is anybody here?
They see a picture of Gabriel's dad in military regalia.
Chloe: Find anything?
Clark, looking at some documents: Does the fact that Gabriel's father was a not-so retired military colonel count?These briefs are only a few weeks old.
Chloe: A colonel with an aero-space engineering degree from Perdue? Do you think that he might be the light house keeper for the local nuclear m*ssile?
They open some double doors.
Chloe: Whoa. Wall of Weird times a hundred.
We see that every inch of the room is covered with pictures.
Clark: Looks like Gabriel is giving you a run for your money.
Chloe: Um, yeah, I'd say he lapped me a few times. Why would he be so obsessed with meteor freaks? Oh, come on. Journalistic couriosity is one thing, but papier macheing your walls is another.
Clark: Chloe, conventionalists, shouldn't that have been a red flag?
Chloe: I just ... if Gabriel was so determined to go atomic on the meteor epidemic, then why didn't his dad stop him?
Clark: Looks like he tried.
We see the body of Gabriel's dad. He has been sh*t.
Cut to Luthor Corp. Day. Inside, a team is working on the spaceship.
Lex: I expected results by now.
Scientist: That laser has technology so cutting edge that even the military doesn't know about it. We've tried every option.
Lex: Luthor Corp. doesn't believe in finite solutions.
Scientist: I'm not sure you understand, sir. We've used every chemical compound that exists, every alloy of metal, every method known to man.
Lex: Which would clearly suggest that this craft isn't known to man. I recommend that you and your team start thinking out of the box.
Scientist: I'm trying to explain ...
Lex: For every question in this universe there is an answer. Now, if you find that task too challenging, I'll recruit someone who doesn't.
He crouches down so that we see the spaceship's undercarriage. There is a black liquid dripping from it.
Lex: Find a way in. Wait ... I didn't see this before.
Scientist: That's because it wasn't there.
We see a symbol that looks similar to a Z.
Cut to Clark and Chloe walking down the street. Day.
Clark: I don't know how they are going to check fifteen silos in forty minutes.
Chloe: Well, neither can you anymore, Clark, if that's what you're thinking. It's kinda rough being regular flesh and blood, don't you think?
Clark: Never stopped you. You know, of all people in Smallville, you are the only one he warned to get out.
Chloe: He just wants me to tell his story.
Clark: Either way, he trusts you. Maybe we don't need to search every silo.
Gabriel's cell phone rings.
Gabriel: Hello?
Chloe: Gabriel, hi. I, uh, I need your help. I started to leave town like you said, but then I was treally freaked out when I was driving and then this dog ran out in the road and I ...
Gabriel: Chloe, slow down. What happened?
Chloe: And I guess, I guess I must've over cranked it and I ran my car into a ditch. And I can't get it started now and I'm really scared. Can you help me?
Gabriel: Where are you?
Chloe: Uh, Route 87, near the Old Mill.
Gabriel: Okay, just hang on. I'll be there as soon as I can.
Cut to Lionel's padded cell. Lex slams Lionel against the wall.
Lex: Tell me what the symbols mean! I'm not buying it, Dad. You're in there. You've been obsessively drawing them for weeks. They are identical to the markings on the ship.
Lionel: They'll never open it. Only he can open it.
Cut to Route 87. Day. Chloe is by the side of the road. A motorcycle drives up. It's Gabriel.
Chloe: Gabriel, I'm sorry! Everything happened so fast. I didn't know who else to call.
Gabriel: It's alright, you can come back with me. You'll be safe there.
Clark comes out of nowhere.
Clark: Gabriel! Which silo did you activate?
Gabriel turns to Chloe.
Gabriel: I trusted you.
Clark: You have your reasons for doing this, but k*lling everyone's not the answer.
Gabriel: You're wrong, Clark! It's the only answer.
Gabriel takes a g*n out and sh**t Clark in the chest.
Chloe becomes hysterical.
Chloe: Clark! Clark! No, you can't just do this! No! Clark! Clark!
Gabriel forces her onto the motorcycle.
Later, Clark is rushed into the ER.
EMT: I've got a g*n found on Route 87. Male, eighteen, g*n wound to the chest. Got massive bleeding, vitals aren't s*ab.
Doctor: We need to enterbate. Prep him to the OR immediately.
Martha: Clark!
Jonathan: What is it, doc?
Doctor: I can't tell until I open him up, but it looks like a b*llet peirced his lungs.
Jonathan: A b*llet?
Doctor: Sorry, I'm going to have to ask you to stay in the waiting area.
Inside the control room, the computer flashes "Defcon 1"
Chloe: Gabriel, Clark could die out there.
Gabriel: In twenty minutes, none of it will matter, Chloe.
Computer: m*ssile trajectory locked.
Chloe: You're going to k*ll everyone in Smallville! How could you do that?
Gabriel: It's not that difficult. They fail-safed the program back in 1979. It only takes a moderate genius to bypass it. You don't watch your dad do the same drill for ten years and not pick up a thing or two. Don't look at me like that, Chloe. You're safe here, okay? Besides, you're getting what you always wanted. It's the story of a lifetime.
Chloe: You really think I care about that right now?
Gabriel: You should care! Last meteor shower left ten times as much rock to infect people as the last one did. Pretty soon, there's going to be more psychos running around this town. This is the only way to end it. It's my one chance to be a hero.
Chloe: So, you're exterminating a few meteor freaks by sacrificing the lives of innocent people?!
Gabriel: Innocent? Every single one of those mutants was innocent before the meteor showers, but Dad always warned me to stay away from the rocks, because they turn people into mutants.
Chloe: Your dad? Were those his articals on the wall?
Gabriel: He tried to warn people. He said the meteors were destroying the town. No one would listen and during the last one, he became one.
Chloe: You know, a lot of people think special abilities are a gift. You didn't have to k*ll him just because he wasn't normal anymore.
Gabriel: He asked me to. No one wants to live like that, Chloe. Pretty soon, no one will have to.
Inside the hospital, Clark is on a hospital bed. Lana enters. She sits down beside him.
Lana: I don't even know if you can hear me, but I need you to know that from the first moment that I saw you, I knew that no one could make me happier than you. But, I also knew that you would never change. You would always be running around, trying to save the day. All those times I pushed away was because I knew this day would come.
Clark opens his eyes, looking at her. The then flatlines.
The doctor and several nurses enter.
Doctor, to Lana: You're not supposed to be in here.
Nurse: Please, you need to clear the room.
Lana is forced ou tof the room and the doctor and nurses begin to work on Clark. The doctor uses a defribulator on him.
Doctor: Clear!
Cut to a very gray pair of eyes. They return to their natural color.
Cut back to the OR where they are still working on Clark as Lana helplessly watches.
Cut to Lionel who sits up in his padded cell.
Cut back to the OR. They are pumping air into Clark's lungs.
Cut back to Lionel who is looking ahead. He punches through the glass window of his cell, shattering it completely. He steps out of the cell and superspeeds off.
Cut back to the OR. Clark is still flatlined.
Doctor: We're calling it. Time of death: 7:18 AM.
Lana breaks down into sobs and runs to him, touching his face.
The nurse gently pulls her away as the doctor puts the sheet over Clark's head.
Jonathan and Martha are in the waiting room, holding hands. They see Lana walking down the hall in tears. They stand up.
Martha: Oh, no!
The doctor walks in.
Doctor: Mr. and Mrs. Kent, we did everything we could.
Martha: No!
Doctor: But, we lost him.
Martha begins to sob and Jonathan holds her.
Nurse: Doctor, there's a problem with the Kent boy.
Everybody heads back to the OR to find that Clark is missing.
Cut to the control room.
Computer: Two minutes 'til launch.
Chloe sees the gaurd's d*ad body on the ground. She manages to untie herself. She takes the gaurd's g*n.
Gabriel presses some buttons on the computer. Chloe hits him, knocking him away from the controls. She begins to type frantically on the keyboard. The computer flashes "access denied". She runs over to a window and sees the m*ssile, prepared to launch.
Chloe: Oh, God.
Gabriel comes to and points the g*n at her. She turns around and hits him. They struggle.
Gabriel: Do you not understand? This is the only way!
The g*n goes off and blood splatters. Gabriel has been sh*t; he falls to the floor.
Computer: 5, 4, 3, 2, ignition.
The m*ssile launches.
Cut to Clark. He's lying down in a places with a bluish lighting. He opens his eyes and stands up. He's in the Fortress of Solitude.
We see a form standing some distance away. It's Jor-El.
Jor-El: Hello, Kal-El.
Clark: How do you know to call me that?
Jor-El: You're my son.
Clark: Jor-El?
Jor-El: I hoped the time has come that you would call me father.
Clark: I was ... I was just at the hospital. How did, how did you get me here?
Jor-El: The portal in the cave. When this body was activated by the crystal, it became an oracle of Kryptonian knowledge, a vessel to inhabit if ever you should need me.
We see he has taken over Lionel's body.
Jor-El: That time is now.
Clark: Am I d*ad?
Jor-El: Your mortal journey is over, yes, but your eminent destiny is too important to sacrifice. You will return with all your natural gifts. Unfortunately, this rectification does not come without a price. The life of someone close to you will be exchanged for your's.
Clark: No. No, I would never ask for that.
Jor-El: You already did. When you decided to relinquish your powers and disobey me. It was your choice.
Clark: Then just don't bring me back!
Jor-El: It's too late. For everything in nature, there is a balance. The life force that has been returned to you will soon be taken from..from someone you love. You're about to face your darkest hour, my son. But, remember: The lessons that we learn from pain are the ones that make us the strongest.
He hugs Clark and from his hands, an energy emits.
Jor-El: Always know that I love you.
Cut to the highway. Clark superspeeds down it. He sees the m*ssile launching. He super speeds in it's direction, taking flight to catch it in the air. He grabs hold of it as it soars upward into space. Clark rips out the m*ssile's nuclear component and hurls it into the void of space. It explodes.
Meanwhile, Chloe is seen in the control room crying. She then looks at the computer screen which reads "m*ssile malfunction". She smiles.
Chloe: Clark.
At the Kent home, Jonathan is on the phone.
Jonathan: The hospital lost our son! Look, if I had any idea what happened, I wouldn't have had to call the police, now would I?
Listen, what I want you to do is: get a hold of Sheriff Adams and send ...
Clark enters looking battered, but very much alive.
Jonathan: I'll call you back.
Martha: Oh, Clark!
She hugs him.
Jonathan: Son, they told us you were d*ad.
He and Clark hug.
Clark: I was.
Jonathan: Jor-El.
Clark: Yeah.
Martha: He returned your powers, didn't he?
Clark: I'm not human anymore. It's the only way I could come back.
Jonathan: We heard about a m*ssile malfunction. You stopped it, didn't you? It's not easy to sacrifice the things you want the most to save other people. We're so proud of you, Clark.
Clark: The sacrifive would've been not coming back at all.
Jonathan: Son, after all of those thr*at, Jor-El decided to offer you, to give you your powers back. He didn't ask for anything in return?
Clark: No.
There's a knock at the door. Lana enters.
Lana: Mr. and Mrs. Kent?
Clark steps into the hallways so Lana can see him,
Lana: Clark.
She runs to him and jumps into his arms.
Cut to the Luthor Mansion. Night. Lex is in his study. Lana enters.
Lex: Lana, I heard about Clark's resurection. You know, I've never really believed in miracles, but I've certainly done my share of asking for them today.
Lana: Me too, but I think that we have different reasons.
She opens her purse and pulls out a blue folder. She hands it to him.
Lana: Clark's medical file.
Lex: That's confidential.
Lana: I heard you asked for it at the hospital. All of his test results came back normal, when are you going to realize, Lex, that he's just like the rest of us?
Lex: Do you really believe that or is that what you have to tell yourself to stay in a relationship with him? You've had our doubts about him too. You can't deny it.
Lana: I was wrong. Believe me, there is nothing unusual about Clark. Except his ability to see the good in people who don't deserve it.
Lex: I think you're forgetting something, Lana. Whatever new lie he told you, however he swept it under the rug, a normal person doesn't rise from the d*ad.
Lana walks out and Lionel walks in.
Lionel: Aren't you going to give your old dad a hug?
Lex: I was told you were missing from Belle Reve. Man, I don't understand. You've been nearly catatonic for weeks.
Lionel: Didn't I just overhear you say you've been looking for miracles all day? Looks like I'm it.
Lex: So maybe you can tell me why you've been wondering around mumbling things like Krypton and Kal-El.
Lionel: Krypton, Kal-El. I don't ... the last thing I remember is standing here, arguing with you.
Lex: That was weeks ago. Okay, you don't recognize these?
Lex lifts up a rug which reveals the markings on the floor, which Lana had found Lionel carving weeks before.
Lionel: Looks like something from the cave. What is it?
Lex: I found you carving them with a cork screw.
Lionel: Wasn't I creative? I wish that I could unlock the laberynth of of my subconcious, but I'm sorry to disappoint you, son.
Lex: I have my father back. What's to disappoint? If anything, I say this is cause for celebration.
At the Kent Barn...
Clark is sitting alone, thinking. Chloe enters.
Chloe: When Kansas didn't merge with Oklahoma today, I kinda guessed you were involved.
Clark: Looks like you're okay.
Chloe: You don't look too bad, yourself. For a d*ad guy. I heard what happened at the hospital. You went and got your powers back, didn't you?
Clark: I didn't have a choice.
Chloe: I know how much you've dreamt of having a bland, generic, mundane life. Being normal is higly overrated. And besides, it makes my whole sidekick role easier if you can bring super duper strength to the table. I mean, not that we didn't make a great team out there today and minus the whole part where I was kidnapped and you were sh*t. So, are you healing or how does that work exactly?
Clark lifts up his shirt to reveal his healed g*n wound.
Chloe: Wow.
She touches it.
Chloe: Unscathed on the surface. That's not what's going on underneath, is it, Clark?
Clark: I guess I never will be able to escape who I really am. Back to the lies and hoping no one will ever ask to see the scar.
Chloe: Namely Lana.
Clark: We've never talked about Lana ...
Chloe: That's because we don't have to, Clark. I'm a big girl now. I do have one confession: I really liked being the only one who knew about, you know, you. For lack of a cheesier word, it just made it special, but if you honestly believe you can stay with Lana and not tell her, I think you're seriously kidding yourself.
Clark: I don't have a choice. I can't expect her to react like you did.
Chloe: But, don't you think you owe her the choice?
Clark: I can't take that risk. I've risked too much already and now someone else is going to have to pay for it.
Chloe: Clark, is everything okay? What's going on?
Clark: I never should have given up my powers. Why did I listen to him? Chloe, I think I've made a terrible mistake.
Fade to black
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x03 - Hidden"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 20, 2005
Crater Lake. Day.Clark and Lana are sitting on the beach. Clark is rubbing sun tan lotion on her back.
Lana: I think you missed a spot.
Clark: Where?
Lana points to her lips and they kiss.
Chloe and Lois walk up.
Lois: Well, I know what you did this summer.
Clark: Lois?
Lois: Oh, don't look so guilty, Smallville. It's about time the love birds flapped their wings.
Clark: What are you doing back?
Lana: Yeah, we thought you were in Europe 'til the end of the year.
Clark: Hoping.
Lana: Will you stay with Chloe?
Lois: Actually, I just ran into Mrs. Kent at the Talon and right out of nowhere, she asked if I would like to move back in at the farm.
Clark: Yeah, right. Really?
Lois: I know, isn't that sweet? Oh, don't worry. You little snuggle bunnies can hop right on away. I'm a light sleeper. I'm going for a dip.
Clark: Do you think she could sleep through me smothering her with a pillow?
Lana: Don't stay in the sun too long. You're going to get dry.
Chloe: So, I take it Lana hasn't gotten to peep intot he confidential files of Clark Kent yet.
Clark: Chloe, you think I'm happy about having my powers back and lying about them? I didn't ask for this to happen.
Chloe: We didn't ask for a world that needs heros, but the truth is we do. Now more than ever, Clark.
Cut to Lois who is taking a dip. She jumps off the diving platform and upon entering the water, she hits her head. She's knocked unconcious.
On the beach, Chloe and Clark are looking at the water.
Chloe: Something's wrong. She's been under way too long. Go!
Clark runs to go save Lois. He dives into the water. Under water, someone zips past Clark, knocking him out of the way. The young man takes Lois into his arms. Clark catches a glimpse of him before he swims off at superspeed with Lois.
The young man carries Lois onto the beach, laying her down on the sand.
Lana: She alright?
The young man is Arthur "A.C." Curry.
A.C.: I'm working on it.
He begins to do mouth to mouth on Lois. She comes to.
A.C.: Hey.
They share a smile. Lois gingerly sits up, holding her head.
A.C.: Maybe you outta stick to the shallow end 'til you learn how to swim, gorgeous.
Lois: Maybe you outta try breath mints, Surfer Boy.
A.C. laughs.
A.C.: Name's Arthur Curry; my frineds call me A.C.
Lana, to Lois: Come on. We gotta get you back to the farm.
Chloe: Wow, where did Bobby Baywatch come from?
Clark: I don't know, but he can sure swim fast.
Chloe: Are we talking Olympic gold metal fast or meteor freak fast.
Clark: This is something else. He can swim faster than I can.
Central Kansas A&M. Day.
Professor Fine: Do you know where the greatest super computer in the world resides?
He points to his head.
Professor Fine: Right here. It's the human brain; yet we only use ten percent of it.
Clark enters the class late.
Professor Fine: Good morning, Mr. Kent. Did we start too early for you?
Clark: Sorry, I kinda got lost.
Professor Fine: If there are any other wayward travelers, this is Introduction to World History and I am Professor Milton Fine. Before we delve into my lectures about the Greeks, Romans, and Spartans ... all of which I'm sure you'll find very enlightening ... let's look at the word history. History is not about facts. It's about the context and who is telling the story. So, what is history? What is herstory? What is your story, Mr. Kent? How will you affect the world around you for generations to come?
Clark: I'm not sure you can know that at eighteen.
Professor Fine: Tell that to Alexander the Great or, to bring it closer to home, Lex Luthor. Now, he's not much older than you are and yet he's turned his father's agro business into a leading defense contractor. He's gone from feeding people to k*lling them, and yet his story is that he's a white knight who's just put a small Kansas town on the map. Beware of white knights, people. They don't slay dragons. They train them for their own dark purpose. Think of h*tler, Stalin, Napoleon.
Clark: Lex is not a saint, but I don't think you can put him in the same league as those guys.
Professor Fine: An honest opinion. I like that.
Talon. Day. We see the cappuccino machine and a cip of coffee that is over flowing. Lois is standing in front of it. A.C. walks up.
A.C.: I think it's full.
Lois: Customers like it that way. More bang for their buck.
A.C.: I got a buck.
Lois: Yeah?
A.C.: Yeah.
Lois: Just use it to get some fashion sense. (She gives some customers their order.) Here you go. (She walks back to A.C..) You know this whole orange and green thing you got going? Looks like Flipper threw up.
A.C.: I'll tell you what. You show me how to dress how you like and I'll teach you how to swim.
Lois: I know how to swim, thank you.
A.C.: You're welcome, but next time, I might not be there to suck the water out of those pretty lungs.
Lois: Look, I didn't need you to play paramedic, fishstick, alright? I just had a little bit of water down the wrong pipe.
A.C.: You were turning blue.
Lois: It's a good color on me. Look, it was a freak accident, alright? I practically live in the water.
A.C.: But, I can swim.
Lois: So can I. I'm a great swimmer. I can swim like a fish.
A.C.: Prove it.
Central Kansas A&M. Day. We see Professor Fine walking out of the building. Clark catches up to him.
Clark: Professor, I'm sorry to bother you, but I know I got off on the wrong foot. I want to appologize.
Professor Fine: Never appologize. If you're going to show up late, at least do it with conviction, Mr. Kent.
Clark: How do you know my name?
Professor Fine: What was the first thing you did the day of orientation?
Clark: I got my picture taken.
Professor Fine: That photo was in a database, which I checked before the semister began, and that way, I can call my students by their proper names. Helps teh learning process. How long have you been freinds with Lex Luthor?
Clark: Friends? Who said we were friends?
Professor Fine: It's just a deduction. Why else would the son of family farmers be defending such a man?
Clark: It's a long story, but Lex's not the man you make him out to be.
Professor Fine: Well, you know, Groucho Marx said there was only one way to find out if a man is honest: ask him. If he says yes, then he must be crooked.
Clark: I would think a collage professor would be quoting Karl Marx, not Groucho.
Professor Fine: German philosophy is easy. Comedy's hard. Hey, why don't you come work for me? I've been interviewing research assistants for my new book on Luthor Corp. You could find out the truth about Lex Luthor yourself.
Clark: Thanks, Professor, but I'm not really looking for a job right now.
Professor Fine: You know what's worse than the fear of speaking the truth, Mr. Kent? It's the fearing of uncovering it.
Crater Lake. Day. Lois and A.C. are swimming.
Lois: So, I won.
A.C. Come on. I'm waiting for you.
Lois: I thought you loved the water. You're tiring out on me already.
A.C.: I'm just enjoying the view.
Lois: Oh, yeah, yeah. So, you ready to race or what?
A.C.: You don't really think you are faster than me, do you?
Lois: Oh, I know I am. Ready?
A.C.: Alright.
Lois takes off, but A.C. waits for a moment. Then he mouths "three". He submerges and darts past Lois.
Lois looks up to find him sitting on the diving platform.
A.C.: Hey.
Lois: Hey! How did you do that?
A.C.: Don't sweat it. I'm part fish.
He helps her up onto the diving platform.
Lois: Thank you.
A.C.: Well, that was pretty good. Guess you got your stride out there.
Lois: Lots of practice. My swim teacher was a Navy Seal.
A.C.: I swam with the seals. They're awesome.
Lois: You're not a military brat, are you?
A.C.: No, just a brat.
They share a smile. He brushes her hair away from her eyes.
Lois: What are you doing?
He leans in to kiss her, but an ear-peircing noise strikes his ears. He clutches them.
A.C.: Aahh!
Lois: A.C., what's happening? What's wrong?
A.C.: Do you not hear that?
Lois: Hear what?
A.C.: Aaah!
He falls off of the platform and into the water.
Lois: A.C.
Under water, we see a sonic device. A.C. swims to it and then back to the shore.
Lois: A.C.!
She runs to meet him.
He's on his stomach. She turns him over.
Lois: Okay, okay. Shh, just lie back.
She sees that his ears are bleeding. She looks to the lake to see all of the fish rising to the surface, d*ad.
Luthor Mansion. Day. A scientist is going over something with Lex.
Scientist: With the exception of an unexplained disturbance at the site, today's trial was a complete success.
Lex: Great, send me the tapes. Best part of my job, watching impossible dreams become reality. How far was the target?
Scientist: Three kilometers away.
Lex: Three kilometers? That's half a kilometer further than projected.
Scientist: Yes, Leviathan is exceeding all expectations across the board.
Lex: If this goes well tomorrow, my associates from the Pentagon are going to want to put Leviathan on every vessel in the fleet.
Scientist: What about marine life? We still haven't figured out how to protect the ... -
Lex: There are plenty of fish in the sea, Doctor. Nobody's going to miss a couple that go belly up. Let's get Leviathan back to the lab.
Cut to Lois filling up a glass of water. She hands it to A.C. and they sit next to each other on the couch.
Lois: Hey.
A.C.: Thanks.
He begins to guzzle the water.
Lois: You know, we really should get you checked out at a hospital.
A.C.: No, I'm cool.
Lois: Is that surfer talk for "there's blood coming out of my ears"? 'Cause, you know, on dry land that usually isn't a good sign.
A.C.: It was probably just an ear infection or something...or just...can we just drop it?
Lois: Uh, sure.
They stand up. She feels his forehead.
A.C.: What are you doing?
Lois: Seeing if you have a fever.
A.C.: You really don't listen, do you?
Lois: I try not to. I find it distracting.
A.C.: Well, what's the verdict, doc?
Lois: You're actually a little cold.
A.C.: That's weird. Feeling kinda warm right now.
Lois: Does that line ever work on anyone?
A.C.: I figured it was like a one in ten sh*t, but you're worth the risk.
Lois: You don't even know me.
A.C.: What's to know? You're abrasive, sarcastic, and you never shut up.
Lois: Yeah, those are my good qualities.
He kisses her.
Lois: Look, just because you saved me when I wasn't really drowning, doesn't give you the right to slobber all over me.
A.C.: I'm sorry.
Lois: You should be.
She kisses him.
Clark walks in.
Clark: Lois!
Lois and A.C. pull away.
Lois: Hey, Smallville.
Kent Barn. Day.
Clark: Lois was all over this guy and all we know about him is he can swim faster than I can.
Chloe: Well, let me look him up. He's a h*m* at the University of Miami; majoring in marine biology. Oh, and here's a shocker, he's on the swim team, leaving all of his competition in the wake.
Clark: Does he have a criminal record?
Chloe: Um..yeah. Last yaer he broke into the Ocean Village Resort.
Clark: What did he steal?
Chloe: Eight dolphines. He busted open an underwater fence and released them back into the ocean. I don't know, Clark. It doesn't sound like FBI"s most wanted material to me.
Clark: Maybe it's the only thing he's bee ncaugt for.
Chloe: Maybe, but I mean, according to all of this, he's never even dipped a fin into Smallville until now. Which sorta sh**t down our meteor freak theory.
Clark: He's not the first guy I met who didn't get his abilities from meteor rocks.
Chloe: Really?
Clark: There was a this kid last year, kinda ran too fast for his own good.
Chloe: Well, so far, the only thing we have on Arthur Curry is he saved Lois from being permenantly water-logged. Clark, are you sure you're not just upset that someone stole your hero fun day?
Clark: I don't know what it is about this guy, but I get a bad feeling.
Cut to the Talon. A.C. is drinking a glass of water.
Lois: You guys, you shoulda seen this guy. It was amazing. I've never seen anybody swim so fast, or drink so much water.
A.C.: Keeps my skin soft.
Clark: So, how do you like the University of Miami?
Lois: You go to school in Miami?
A.C.: Yeah. (To Clark.) How did you know about that?
Clark: I'm a big fan of collage swimming.
Lana: Really? Since when?
Clark: Since Arthur Curry started dominating the sport. So, how did you learn to swim so fast?
A.C.: I don't know. I guess it runs in the family. My dad operates a light house down south, swims like a lead weight. It must've been my mom with the skills, but she died when I was a baby.
Lois: A.C., I'm so sorry.
A.C.: I'm not going to say it doesn't suck, but you know, growing up by the water was awesome. I probably spent more time in it than out.
Clark: What brings you to the most landlocked spot on the map?
A.C.: Crater Lake. Last few months, a bunch of fish have been dying off. EPA blames it on temperature changes, but I think that is totally bogus.
Clark: Smallville's a long way to go to check on temperature changes.
A.C.: Not if you care about the world you live in. See, people think that whatever happens in the oceans and lakes doesn't effect their lives, but it does. It's all connected.
Clark: Do you really believe that or is that a pickup line for the girls?
Lana: Clark!
Lois: Smallville, can I talk to you over here for a minute? There's a cinnamon bun I need your opinion on.
She leads Clark away from the others.
Lois: What're you doing? I already have an over-protective dad and I don't need an over-protective brother, especailly one who isn't my brother.
Clark: Am I the only one that thinks there's something fishy about this guy?
Lois: Yes! Now, quit being a jerk.
Lois walks back to the others.
Lois, to A.C.: I'm sorry about that.
A.C.: So, it's cool. I gotta bounce.
Lois: Do you want some company?
A.C.: No, I have a few things I need to take care of by myself.
He leaves and Lana and Lois look at Clark.
Clark: You're right. I was being a jerk. I'm going to go appologize.
He walks out.
Lois: I don't know how you put up with him, Lana.
Crater Lake. Day. A.C. enters a cavge and Clark superspeeds, following him, seeing him enter.
Through a vent in the floor, A.C. enters a lab. He looks through the Luthor Corp. documents on a table there.
He reaches into his bag, pulling out an expolsive device. He sets it to go off. Then he begins to exit through the floor, but he sees Clark in the lab.
Citing that the b*mb is about to go off, Clark takes it in his arms, letting it explode there to spare the lab.
He looks to the vent to find that A.C. has disappeared.
A.C. dives into the water coming face to face with Clark. He begins to use his powers, sh**ting a ball of water at Clark, who barely avoids it. Clark pushes him and then A.C. sh**t another ball of water at Clark, knocking him out of the water and onto the beach.
Kent Farm. Day.
Lois: Thanks for dropping the A-b*mb on my date, Smallville. Did you appologize to A.C.?
Clark: I didn't get a chance to.
Lois: Why not?
Clark: He was too busy playing t*rror1st. Lois, I saw him try to blow up some sort of lab.
Lois: You really don't like him, do you?
Clark: It's nothing to do with the way I feel.
Lois: No? Attacking A.C., making up stories. You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say somebody is jealous.
Lois walks out and A.C. comes out of nowhere.
A.C.: Is she great or what?
Clark: Arthur.
A.C.: Call me A.C. I thought I had the hook up. The way you flack-jacketed that C4. Ah, that was awesome bro!
Clark: I was just trying to stop a b*mb you were going to set off, bro.
A.C.: Well, nice work. Thanks to you, the oceans are one step closer to becoming a graveyard.
Clark: That thing you were trying to blow up, it has something to do with the d*ad fish?
A.C.: No, not something. Everything. It's a sonar w*apon called Leviathan. It emits some kind of focused wave. Packs enough punch to rip a submarine in half.
Clark: How do you know that?
A.C.: I had a peek at some documents at the lab. They had Luthor Corp stamped all over them.
Clark: You mean, Lex is trying to develope some sort of w*apon?
A.C.: ONe that also happens to k*ll any sea life around it. Even when it's on standby. In four hours, he's demoing Leviathan for the Pentegon. IF they buy it and start dropping these things in the water, it'll be an eccological disaster. We have to stop him.
Clark: I'll go talk to Lex.
A.C.: There isn't enough time! Come on super boy! With you on the turf and me in the surf, we can stop this thing cold.
Clark: By bl*wing up his lab?
A.C.: Well, I'm not going to sit back and let this happen, Clark. I was born with an amazing gift and I plan to use it to protect the planet.
He walks off, but Clark superspeeds in front of him.
Clark: I'm not going to let you put innocent lives at risk.
A.C.: Like your buddy Lex Luthor?
Clark: He's not my buddy. Not anymore, but I think we can get him to listen.
A.C.: You think he doesn't know what this thing does? He doesn't care!
Clark: You wanna work together, then we clear this thing up with Lex. That's the deal.
A.C.: Alright, we'll try it your way, boy scout. Let's have words with the cue ball.
Cut to Luthor Mansion. day. Lex is looking at something on his laptop. Clark and A.C. enter.
Lex: Clark, you got here fast.
Clark: Thanks for seeing us, Lex.
Lex: Well, I only have a few minutes. I'm on my way out.
A.C.: Yeah, we know, bro.
Lex gets up.
Lex: Now, I don't believe we've had the pleasure.
Clark: Lex, this is my friend from out of town, Arthur Curry.
Lex offers his hand, but A.C. doesn't take it.
A.C.: You have to stop it.
Lex: Stop what?
Clark: We know about the w*apon you're testing, Lex. I guess the billions you make from agriculture isn't enough.
Lex: One day of collage and he's already an activist. Clark, the only I'm developing is the kind that fights hunger. My team has been working on a strain of fast growing, high protein kelp ... -
A.C.: Leviathan has nothing to do with feeding the hungry, Luthor! It's a w*apon that will k*ll everything in the water around it!
Lex: I'm sorry, who are you, again?
A.C.: Someone who actually cares about the world he lives in.
Clark: You have to shut Leviathan down. There's other ways to defend this country.
Lex: Clark, the days of you barging into my home to give me safe advice are over.
Clark: Lex, whatever our differences, I don't want to see you get hurt! There are people out there who will do whatever it takes to stop you.
Lex: If you think I'm going to bow down to the thuggish tactics of extremeists, then you really don't know me very well.
A.C.: I told you this was a waste of time.
A.C. moves to leave.
Clark: Arthur.
A.C. walks back.
A.C.: I heard you were a real tool, Lex. I hope you get what you deserve. I'm outta here. I got things to do.
Lex: Your friend's got a bit of an anger problem.
Clark: He gets that way when someone's trying to destroy what he loves.
Lex: Clark, I'm not trying to destory anything.
Clark: Lex, don'tbother trying to cover it up. The days of me believing your lies are over.
Lex watches him go. Then he opens his laptop back up.
Cut to Crater Lake. Day. A.C. is sh*t in the neck with a tranquilizer dar. He falls to the ground.
Cut to the lab. Someone is taking a blood sample from A.C., who is tied down with restraints.
A.C.: Why are you doing this to me?
Lex: One, you called me a tool, and two, most people I know need scooba gear to breathe under water.
A.C. looks really bad, very weak and dehydrated looking.
A.C.: I'm just good at holding my breath.
Lex has a glass of water in his hand. He leans down.
Lex: Right, I guess I shouldn't be surprised there's something unusual about you. I mean, you are a friend of Clark Kent's.
A.C.: He doesn't know anything about this. How about some water? I'm running a little thirsty.
Lex: So am I. I have a thirst for knowledge, one that never seems to get quenched. What group are you with? Gaurdians of the sea?
A.C.: I don't travel with an enterage. Please, I need some water.
Lex: Now, I usually don't deny my guests a drink, but something tells me that if I give you water, you'll bust out of those restraints before the glass is empty. Now, let's try again. How are you able to breathe under water?
A.C.: Shutdown Leviathn. Then I'll tell you everything you wanna know.
Voice over loud speaker: Mr. Luthor, Leviath is submerged. Your guests are in the viewing room. All systems are ready to go.
Lex: Well, I guess we'll have to pick this up later.
A.C.: Please! Please, please. I don't care what you do to me, just destory that w*apon.
Lex: Wow. Okay, you convinced me. I'll flush a hundred million dollars of R'n'D down the toilet and put the nation's fleet at risk while I'm at it. You might be a big fish in the water, but up here, I'm the shark.
He dumps the water on the ground just beside A.C. and he walks away.
A.C.: No!
He passes out.
Clark superspeeds into the lab and sees him coming to.
A.C.: Water.
Clark turns on the sprinklers. The water revives AC. and he breaks free from the restraints.
Clark: I knew I'd find you here. Are you okay?
A.C.: It worked, man. Soemthing's going soqn. Security's everywhere. I'll never make it through in time.
Clark: You might be able to with a little help.
A.C. smiles.
Cut to Lex's presentation.
Lex: Gentlemen, I stand befor eyou humbled by technology that will forever tip the balance of naval power in our favor.
Admiral: That's a bold claim.
Lex: You'll see with your own eyes. Let the show begin.
Scientist: Activating ranging system. Modulator engaged. What the hell was that?!
Lex: What's going on?
Admiral: It looks to me like Mr. Luthor'as miracle w*apon just self-destructed.
Scientist: Admiral!
She goes to follow him, leaving Lex alone to look at the computer screen. He walks over to the window to see something dart across the lake.
Luthor Mansion. Night. Lex is on the phone.
Lex: Yes, Admiral. I understand. I'm sorry to have wasted your time.
Clark enters. Lex hangs up.
Lex: Clark! I thought next time I saw you, you'd be waving some banner at a protest rally outside Luthor Corp.
Clark: You know, Lex. I was thinking I'd write a paper on that high protein kelp you said you were working on. Are there any new developments?
Lex: Well, it's funny you should ask. The project was derailed by a couple of misguided vandals. The equiptment's damanged beyond repair.
Clark: Maybe it wasn't meant to be.
Lex: Maybe. Say, how's your friend?
Clark: Arthur? Dunno, haven't seen him.
Lex: Well, if you bump into him, tell him I'm looking forward to seeing him again.
Clark: Lex, do you ever stop and think about where you life is heading?
Lex: All the time. It's a complicated world, Clark. Only the naive view it in black and white.
Clark: You know, the other day, a professor of mine, he accused Luthor Corp. of being evil and you just being short of the devil.
Lex: Well, you didn't tell him about my pitchfork, did you?
Clark: I defended you. Guess I am naive.
He walks out.
Kent Barn. Night. Clark enters.
A.C.: You got some awesome stuff in here, bro.
Clark: Yeah, I got the feeling the ocean floor is a little more interesting.
A.C.: And it'll stay that way now, thanks to you.
Clark: Well, I did have some help.
A.C.: We do make a pretty good team, huh? Maybe we should start up a junior life guard association or something.
Clark: I'm not sure I'm ready for the JLA just yet. Unless you promise to stop bl*wing things up.
A.C.: As long as Luthor sticks to dry land, I'll keep the sea floor to myself, but if anyone messes with me home...
Clark: Look, I don't think Leviathan is going to be a thr*at again, but Lex might. He's seen your abilities. He'll turn the world upside down looking for you.
A.C.: The world is 3/4 water. Good luck finding me.
Clark: What about school in Miami?
A.C.: I guess the swim team will have to find another handsome stud.
Clark: Just stay out of trouble, alright, A.C.?
A.C.: Try to get in some, Clark. Stay super, bro.
They put their fists together.
A.C. leaves
Central Kansas A&M. Day. Clark enters Professor Fine's almost empty classroom to find the professor working on his laptop.
Professor Fine: If you dropped my class, I hope you haven't come to appologize.
Clark: You were right about Lex.
Professor Fine: Of course I was. I'll never lie to you, Mr. Kent. After all, I'm an educator. Turth is my life's work.
Clark: It might be too late, but I was wondering if the research assistant possition was still available.
Professor Fine: It is, but I'm not interested in hiring someone who changes their mind as often as they change their clothes.
Clark: Professor, I just can't sit back and watch anymore. And if your book is going to expose the turth about Luthor Corp., I wanna be a part of it.
Professor Fine: I expect my research assistants to be smart, thourough, and show up to each and every class.
Clark: I can guarantee it.
Professor Fine: Alright. You know, hisotry shows us that every decision a man makes has an effect on someone's life. You made the right decision, Mr. Kent.
Crater Lake. Day.
Lois: You haven't learend, have you? Orange and green, totally hideous, guy.
A.C.: I didn't think you were going to show. I just wanted to say goodbye.
Lois: You going to Miami?
A.C.: No, I think I'm going to take some time off, float around for a little while, see where the currents take me.
Lois: If those currents ever bring you back to Smallville...
A.C.: I don't think that's going to happen. Well, not for a while.
Lois: Oh.
They kiss.
Kent Farm. Day. Clark is doing some paperwork. Lois enters.
Lois: You know, in my first week of collage, the only book I cracked open was the bar tender's guide and even that was the Cliff's notes version.
Clark: Well, I guess we're two different types of students.
Lois: I hope so, for your sake. Look, Clark, I know I got a little thorney when you raised the red flag on A.C.
Clark: I was just trying to look out for you.
Lois: And I appreciate it. I've just never had someone to guide me through the shark infested water of romance, not that I can't fend for myself.
Clark: You know, I think I was wrong about our friend A.C. He was a little misguided; his heart was in ther ight plcae.
Lois: Yeah, he was definitely unique. I've known a lot of guys who wanna own the world; I haven't met very many who actually wanna save it. When am I ever going to meet someone like that again?
Clark: Lois, I promise someday, you will meet someone even more special.
He puts a hand on her shoulder.
Fade to black
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x04 - Aqua"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 27, 2005
The Daily Planet. Day.
Ms. Khan: Normally, I wouldn't waste my time on a college freshman graveling for an internship.
Chloe: Well, thank you, Ms. Khan.
Ms. Khan: Bitterman!
A young man enters.
Bitterman: Yeah, chief.
Ms. Khan: Where's that piece on Senator Jennings?
Bitterman: I'm typing it up.
Ms. Khan: I don't see your fingers moving. Twenty minutes or they'll be twiddling over the want ads.
Bitterman: Of course, chief.
Ms. Khan: Where was I?
Chloe: The internship.
Ms. Khan: Oh, right, right, right, right. You didn't get it.
Chloe: What? Well, then, why am I here?
Ms Khan: Curiosity: It's the backbone of any decent reporter. Have you got backbone, Miss Sullivan?
Chloe: Yeah.
Ms. Khan: You had a collum here a few years ago, didn't you?
Chloe: When I was in highschool.
Ms. Khan: That is quite an accomplishment to have your own byline when you were practically sitll in diapers. I mean, a list of reporters, real reporters, work for years, struggling before they can get that kind of chance. I just wanted to meet the kid who could pull that off.
Chloe: Thanks.
Ms. Khan: Oh, don't thank me. Thank Lionel Luthor. He's the one who arm-twisted the old editor to dropping your juvenile pablium to this paper.
Chloe: I didn't ask Lionel to do that.
Ms. Khan: Well, you didn't say no either, did you? Then you must've done something to piss Lionel off, 'cause he got you fired. I remember that day. I believe we had cake.
Chloe: Ms. Khan, I don't expect to be given a collum like last time. I'm ready to start and work my way up without any help or arm-twisting. All I want is the oppertunity to prove myself. Being part of this world, working at the Daily Planet, it's always been my dream.
Ms. Khan: Well, we all have to wake up sometime, don't we, Sullivan? By the way, we don't validate.
She puts on her glasses and starts working.
Chloe gets up to leave, but then turns around.
Chloe: You know what, Ms. Khan? I know you may be editor-in-chief now, but even you had to start somewhere and I'm not going to give up until I get that chance.
Ms. Khan: I started by being a damn good reporter. You want a break, bring me a story.
Chloe's V.O.: Okay, let's stop for a second. In case you can't tell, I was completely freaked out.
Cut to Chloe sitting in bed, typing on her laptop.
Chloe's V.O.: Pauline Khan had thrown down the gauntlet. The woman had two Pulitzers and I had a highschool service plaque and absolutely no idea where my next big story was going to come form. Little did I know, that ten blocks away, it was about to bite me in the ass.
Cut to Tri Psi sorority house. Night.
Chloe's V.O.: Well, more like the neck, but we'll get to that later. Welcome to the Tri Psi sorority house. I think that's Greek for bikinis, bimbos, and beer.
Delivery Boy: Pizza Pizza, delivered in twenty-eight minutes. Piping ...
He sees the sorority sisters wearing bikinis.
Sorority girl 1: We are so starving.
Sorority girl 2: Let's hop in the jaccuzzi.
They usher him into the home.
In the hot tub, the girls are all over him.
Delivery Boy: I, uh, I have more stops.
Sorority girl 3: Stay, just for a little bit.
Delivery Boy: Well, maybe just for a minute. What about your pizza?
Sorority girl 4: You're so much better than pepperoni.
The girls bare their fangs and bite him, blood splattering everywhere.
Cut to the Talon. Day. Inside Lana's apartment, she is packing.
Clark knocks on the door.
Clark: Singing telegram.
Lana opens the door.
Clark: Hey.
Lana: Clark, hey.
They kiss.
Clark: I just wanted to...come by and surprise myself. What's all this?
Lana: This is me packing.
Clark: Packing for what?
Lana: For collage. I, uh, I got late acceptance to Met U.
Clark: Congratulations. Why didn't you tell me you applied to Met U?
Lana: Because I didn't wanna get my hopes up. I applied so late, I didn't think I had any chance.
Clark: With your grades, they'd be crazy not to accept you.
Lana: Well, I got in just under the wire. There aren't any dorm rooms anymore.
Clark: Where are you giong to stay?
Lana: I can crash at Chloe's, but maybe I'll try sorority. I know how it sounds, but it's the only housing near campus I have any sh*t of getting into.
Clark: You know, Central Kansas University has plenty of housing still available and ...
Lana: ... and they have you, but they don't have any of the courses I'm really interested in, especially astronomy. It's not going to be that bad. We'll talk to each other on the phone all the time. Don't worry. Nothing's going to change between us.
Cut to the Tri Psi sorority house. The sisters are all assembled on the staircase.
Buffy Sanders, the president, is making a speech.
Buffy: Welcome to the most prestegious and exclusive sorority ever at Metropolis University. We are the richest. We are the prettiest. We are the best. Over the next few days, many of you will be disappointed, but if you are insanley cool and very, very lucky, you might just be chosen to be a Tri Psi and if that happens, it'll change your life forever.
Chloe's V.O.: Meet Buffy Sanders, president of the Tri Psi sorority. By the way, I changed the names to protect the vapid.
Cut to Central Kansas A & M.
Professor Fine: In the final days of the Roman Empire, wealth and power were the only thing the emporer coveted. What about the good citizens of Rome? What did they do? Did they rise up and burn their bras and their draft cards? No, they went to the colleseum. They stood idle while an evil man destoryed their world.In your lifetime each of you may be faced with a similiar situation. The question is: will you leave your footprints on the hisotry of time or let them be washed away by the tides of more powerful men?
We see that Lex has walked in.
Professor Fine: Mr. Kent, what about you?
Clark: Me? I, um...
Professor Fine: Luthor Corp. practically owns your hometown, Smallville. What if you found out that Lex Luthor, the emperor of the company, was a dangerous, unstable, meglomaniac, bent on destorying your world. Would you have the courage to try to stop him?
Clark: I, um...
The bell buzzes.
Professor Fine: Read chapter three for Monday. There will be a quiz on the material.
Clark and the other students gather their books and leave. Lex walks toward the professor, clapping.
Lex: Interesting lecture you've been giving, Professor.
Professor Fine: I hope you've been taking notes.
Lex: Well, just the highlights. You've been painting me as the poster child for corperate villainy. Some of the things you said come dangerously close to liable.
Professor Fine: It's only liable if it isn't true. Everything I say in this classroom is supported by my research.
Lex: And to me?
Professor Fine: You are a facinating subject.
Lex: You wanna know what facinates me, Professor? You lectures included speculations on certain Luthor Corp projects that arent' even public knowledge.
Professor Fine: I'm sorry. I never speculate. The study of history is built on meticulous research. Even before coming to obvious conclusions.
Lex: And would one of your research sources be Clark Kent? I know you hired him as your assistant.
Professor Fine: Why would a man of your stature be so concerned with the comings and goings of a freshman farmboy?
Lex: If you know so much about me, Professor, I'm sure you realize I donate a considerable amount of funding to this university that allows me an unusual amount of access to the dean and the acedemic review board.
Professor Fine: Yeah, I know. The buying of influence is part of my second semester.
Lex: If you have a second semester.
Tri Psi sorority house. Night.
Buffy: You should all be very proud! The four of you were amazing during rush week, like little diamonds in the rough just waiting to be polished. But, not everyone is Tri Psi material. It's sad, but it's a fact. Carol, Bobbie, Susan, please step forward. The three of you were really great! But, great isn't enough for a Tri Psi. A Tri Psi has to be excellent all over. Bye now. Buh bye.
Lana: What? Wait a minute. You mean, I'm in?
Buffy: Lana, come on. You're amazing. Of course we want you to be one of us.
Lana: Wow. Thank you.
Buffy: There is just this little initiation thing we have to do first.
The girls bare their fangs. Lana tries to run, but they seize her.
Lana: What the hell are you?
Buffy: We're Tri Psis, the hottest vampires ever.
With her sharp finger nail, Buffy cuts her own tongue. It bleeds. She moves towards Lana and the camera phocuses on the wall behind them where we see their shadows kissing. Then the camera paints back to them.
Buffy: Welcome to the sisterhood.
Luthor Mansion. Day. Lex is playing pool in his study; Professor Fine enters.
Professor Fine: Nice sh*t.
Lex: You just have to know the angles.
Professor Fine: That's why you've been digging into my past.
Lex: Come on, Professor. You're not the only one interested in history, are you?
Professor Fine: You don't strike me as that much of a academic type.
Lex: What's this?
Professor Fine: I know you are a busy man. I thought I would save you some time. That's my whole life in there. Every record, every achievement, every failure, all the way back to the day I was born.
Lex: And I'm supposed to just swallow all of this?
Lex throws him the pool cue and he takes the folder. Professor Fine starts playing pool.
Professor Fine: You wouldn't be the great Lex Luthor if you did. You'll spend a fortune checking and rechecking, convinced what you believe must be true.
Lex: And, uh, what is it I believe, Professor?
Professor Fine: That everyone is hiding secrets as dark as your's.
Lex: How did you get this?
Professor Fine: Just used my brain. It's an interesting document, isn't it? It seems to indicate you are using funding to the university to conduct questionable Luthor Corp. experiments on campus, but off the corperate books. I wonder what the dean would think about that. Never start a game you can't win, Mr. Luthor.
Professor Fine shoves the pool cue back at Lex and then leaves.
Lex, to his security guard: Follow him.
Security Guard: With pleasure, sir.
Cut to Chloe's dorm. Day. We see the wall of weird and Chloe's roommate, Karen, taking it down.
Chloe enters.
Chloe: What're you doing?
Karen: I'm redecorating.
Chloe: Karen, this is my side of the room.
Karen: I gotta look at it, okay? I did not spend four years of highschool misery, dreaming of coming to Met U, for this!
Chloe: No, I ...
Karen: No, and while we're on the subject of roommate etiqutte, can you please tell (she says something in Spanish in regards to a passed-out Lana that I can't make out) over here that this isn't the Betty Ford Clinic. I'm going to go now.
Chloe: I'd rather be roomies with a two-headed monkey. Alright, Lana. Rise and shine, sleeping beauty. Up and at 'em.
Chloe's V.O.: Okay, for someone with a keen weird-ar, I can't believe I did not see the signs, but I defy anyone to tell the difference between a nacient vampire and a freshman girl with a hangover.
Chloe, to Lana: Didn't you have class this morning?
Lana: I must've overslept.
Chloe: Wow, first official day on campus and you're already hungover. Maybe you really are sorority material.
Lana covers her face back up and Chloe stands up.
Clark knocks on the open door.
Clark: Is Lana here?
Chloe: Hey! Yeah, what's left of her. Pledge party. Higher learning at it's best. See if you can breathe some life into her. I'll be at the library, researching ways to k*ll my roommate.
She leaves.
Clark walks over to the bed and pulls the covers off of Lana.
Clark: Rough night last night?
Lana: I guess. It's all a little fuzzy.
Clark: It must've been some party. I, uh, tried to call you a few times last night and again this morning. Did you get any of my messages?
Clark: Lana, you okay?
Lana takes a sip of coffee and looks disgusted buy it.
Lana: Uh huh. I'm just feeling a bit d*ad.
She sniffs the air and then turns to look at Clark.
Lana: God, you smell amazing. Is that new aftershave?
Clark: No, it's just the usual.
She kisses his neck.
Lana: Maybe we should try something unusual.
Clark: Lana, I ...
She shoves him against the wall.
Lana: Shut up, Clark. You talk too much.
She kisses him.
Clark: Lana, Lana. Lana, stop.
He pulls away.
Lana: We're not in highschool anymore, Clark. Things change.
Clark: I can see that.
Lana: We're in college now. Live a little. I plan to.
Clark: What does that mean?
Lana: It means exactly what I said. If you are going to be all needy and insecure, then maybe we need to reevaluate this relationship.
She puts on sunglasses and walks out of the room.
Luthor Corp. Day. Inside, we see the spaceship. Professor Fine walks to it, running his hand along it.
The security guard that was following him points his g*n at him.
Security Guard: You shouldn't be touching things that aren't your's, Professor.
Professor Fine: Actually, it is mine.
Sword-type things extend from his hand, s*ab the security guard. He falls down d*ad.
Chloe's V.O.: I Googled vampires. Their historic traints include an oversion to sunlight, elongated canines, insasiable hunger for human blood, and immortality. Poor Lana was about to find out about the last one the hard way.
Cut to the Tri Psi sorority house. Lana and the girls are drinking. Lana howls, as do the other girls.
Buffy: Looks like we picked a winner!
Lana: This is so much better than sitting around, listening to my boyfrined whine about his feelings.
Buffy: You are a Tri Psi now, Lana. We eat boyfriends for breakfast.
Lana: Well, then, to breakfast!
They toast and down their glasses. Lana stands up, dizzy.
Lana: Whoa, maybe I should slow down a little bit.
Sorority sister: Where is the fun in that?
Buffy: You are not one of the normal, boring people now, Lana.
Sorority sister: You're one of us now.
Buffy: And we do things a little more exciting.
Lana: Like what?
Buffy: Like this.
She slaps Lana, knocking her over the banister and down the stairs. When Lana lands on the ground, we see that her neck is broken. The girls giggle and run down the stairs to her.
Sorority sister: Oh my God! Did you see her face?
Other Sorority sister: She was so like ...
They all put on stupid faces and make high-pitched mocking screams.
Lana begins to blink and rigidly stands up. Using her hands, she twists her head back on right.
Buffy: Oh, didn't we tell you? You get to live forever.
Lana smiles, baring her fangs.
Lana: Cool.
Chloe's dorm. Day.
Chloe: I don't know what's going on with Lana, but I went over to the sorority house today to say hi and one of the pretty plastic people told me she was still asleep, at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Clark is on the phone with her, at the farm.
Clark: Yeah, I tried calling her at two, but she won't pick up. Maybe she needs a little space.
Chloe: Or some serious deprogramming.
Clark: What do you mean?
Chloe: Well, I'm pulling up some information for a story I'm working on and I think there's a lot more going on at that house than just peticures and pillowfights. And ...
Clark superspeeds into her dorm, startling her.
Clark: Hey.
Chloe: Clark.
Clark: What do you got?
Chloe: Besides a heart att*ck? Okay, six years ago, Tri Psi was just your regular sorority and then their new president took over.
Clark: Buffy Sanders.
Chloe: Yeah, after that, it became the most exclusive sorority at Met U. They get more pedges than every other Greek sorority every year, yet they only choose one girl to be a part of Tri Psi.
Clark: Lana.
Chloe: Yeah. Now, it looks like she's a member for life. According to this, ever since Buffy Sanders took over, not one Tri Psi has left the sisterhood.
Clark: Think that has something to do with the way Lana's been acting?
Chloe: I think that there's only one way we can be sure.
She hands him a flyer for the Tri Psi Halloween Bash.
Clark: A costume party?
Chloe: It's the perfect cover for us to get in there and poke around.
Clark: I hate costumes.
Cut to the party. One of the sisters walks to the door, opening it to find Clark and Chloe, dressed as a Catholic schoolgril and Zorro.
Sorority sister: Invitation?
Chloe: RIght. Invitation. I had one when I was at the nail salon and then, thne of course, I went to get waxed, then the tanning bed, and I ... Carlos, do you remember where I put it? Carlos?
Clark: No. No, I don't.
Sorority sister: I'm not supposed to let you in without an inviatation, but I won't tell if you dont tell, Carlos.
Chloe: Great, okay. Well ...
She enters the party. She turns to see that Clark is still at the door, being charmed by the girl. She takes his hand.
Chloe: Let's go, Carlos.
Clark: So, um, Carlos, huh?
Chloe: It starts with a C. Don't you think the cape is a little much?
Clark: I kinda like it. It's not too bad. The mask slides around...I can hardly see anything sometimes.
Chloe sees Lana grinding with a cowboy.
Chloe: Why don't you go look upstairs? See if you can find anything. I'll scope things out down here.
Clark: If you see Lana ...
Chloe: ... I'll let her know that you're here.
Lana bares her hangs and moves to bite the cowboys neck. Chloe sees this and runs to her.
Chloe: Lana!
Chloe pulls her away from him.
Chloe: Lana! Don't!
Cowboy: Hey!
Chloe: Go play with your sh**t. Me and the kittycat need to have a talk.
Upstairs, Clark is looking through a diary. He pulls a newspaper clipping out of it. The headline reads: "High School Senior Survives Bat att*ck in Cave". Buffy's picture is on it. Clark takes the clipping and Buffy walks in.
Buffy: What are you doing here?
Clark: I was looking for the bathroom.
People run in.
Guy: Woo! Hot tub!
They leave, after distracting Buffy long enough for Clark to make his escape.
Chloe drags Lana away from the party area of the house.
Chloe: Lana, what is wrong with you?!
Lana: I'm having fun. YOu should try it sometime.
Chloe: What if Clark saw you with that guy? You remember Clark, right? Your boyfriend, the one who cares about you more than anything.
Lana: You sure know how to ruin a party, don't you?
Chloe: Lana, I don't know what is going on, but it isn't you. You wouldn't hurt Clark like this.
Lana: I'm ... I'm sorry, Chloe, but you shouldn't have come here.
She bares her fangs and Chloe holds up a cross. Lana laughs.
Lana: Oh, sweety. This isn't a movie.
Lana bites her.
Chloe's V.O .: Never confront a vamprie when they are hungry ... even if they are your best friend.
Downstairs, Clark can hear Chloe calling for him.
Chloe: Oh! Oh! Clark! Please help me.
He superspeeds to save her. He finds Lana feeding on her.
Clark: Lana?
She pushes Chloe into his arms and leaves through the open window.
Cut to the hospital. Chloe is lying on a bed, unconcious. Her bite wound has been bandaged.
Doctor: Frankly, I don't know what else to try. We've given her a transfusion, but there's been no improvement.
Clark: What's wrong with her?
Doctor: Well, as near as we can tell, she's been infected with some rabies like virus. It was probably transmitted by whatever animal bit her. It's attacking her red bloodcells, preventing them from regenerating.
Clark: Is there anything we can do?
Doctor: We can keep up the transfusions and hope she s*ab. I'm sorry.
The doctor leaves.
Clark: You have to fight it, Chloe. YOu ahve to fight it.
Professor Fine enters.
Professor Fine: Is she alright?
Clark: Professor, what're you doing here?
Professor Fine: Visiting a sick collegue, but he seems to be doing better than your friend. What happened to her?
Clark: She was bitten.
Professor Fine: By what?
Clark: I know how this is going to sound, but I think she was att*cked by a vampire.
Professor Fine: Clark, there's no such thing as vampires.
Clark: I know what I saw, Professor. She's lost a lot of blood and the transfusions didn't work because she's infected with some weird strain of rabies.
Professor Fine: Rabies?
He picks up her chart and looks at it.
Professor Fine: You might wanna have a word with your buddy Lex Luthor.
Clark: Lex?
Professor Fine: Ask him about project 1138.
Clark: You got that just from looking at Chloe's chart?
Professor Fine: I recognize the symptoms from my research at Luthor Corp. Now, do you wanna stand around here playing twenty questions or do you wanna save your friend's life?
Clark leaves.
Cut to the sorority house. Lana is with the other girls.
Buffy: How could you be so stupid? You never leave anyone alive, you have to finish them off.
Sorority sister: Or turn them by making them drink your blood. Oh, that guy Carlos saw you.
Lana: His name's Clark.
Buffy: Oh, whatever. He saw you feeding and he was sneaking around my room. That's two strikes. I'm not waiting further.
Lana: He's my boyfriend.
Buffy: So? Lana, you're going to live forever now; he's going to get old and withered and sag in places you don't want to see sagging. You're special; he's not ... deal.
Lana: What're you going to do to him?
Buffy: Oh, me? Oh, honey. This is your freshman mess. Find Clark and bring him back here with just enough life in him for all of us to have a taste, or you're the one who we're feeding off of tonight.
Cut to Luthor Mansion. Lex is walking down the hallway.
Clark: Lex! Project 1138. What is it?
Lex: I never heard of it.
Clark: Don't lie to me. I know it has something to do with the rabies virus. Chloe's in the hospital dying from it right now and I think Lana's been infected too.
Lex: Lana?
Clark: No more games. If you know anything about what's going on, you gotta tell me right now, before it's too late.
They walk in Lex's study.
Lex: Six years ago, a girl named Buffy Sanders was trapped in a cave inside Smallville for several days.
Clark: I know, Lex. I've read the newspaper aritcal.
Lex: Well, there were certain facts that never made it into the press.
Clark: Like what?
Lex: Luthor Corp aided in her rescue. After she was transported to the hospital, the site was discovered to possess unusual characteristics.
Clark: Lex, quit dancing around. What did Luthor Corp. fine?
Lex: Meteor rocks. They had soaked in the water table creating infected stalagtites which in turn infected the indiginous animal life, dismodis rotundis, vampire bats.
Clark: So, we are dealing with vampires.
Lex: There's nothing mystical about this, Clark. It's just a very unusual disease. One of the Luthor Corp. researchers was accidently bitten and quickly developed superhuman strength, an aversion to bright light, and adaptive canine teeth. They seemed to help with the cannibalistic tendancies.
Clark: What happened to him, Lex?
Lex: He retired to Salsaledo, after we cured him. We were able to create a serum that reverses the infection. The stalagtite keeps the serum active. Now, it needs to be administered directly into the heart, in order to be carried into the bloodstream effectively. Clark, are you alright?
Lana comes in through the skylight, shattering glass everywhere. She jumps up on the banister and bares her teeth.
Lex: Lana.
She jumps down, knocking him unconcious and Clark on the ground. Lana kneels down by Clark, who has been weakened by the Kryptonite stalagtite.
Lana: I'm sorry it had to be this way, Clark. But we don't always get to choose who we are. Sometimes, our destiny leads us to places that we don't want to go, and there's nothing we can do about it.
Clark: Lana, no.
Lana: I love you, Clark; I always will.
She bares her fangs and sinks them into his neck. When she removes them she lets out a scream. She sees herself in the mirror and blasts it with heat vision.
Lana: Buffy was wrong about you, Clark. You are special, aren't you?
Cut to the sorority house. Lana lays him on a bed. He's unconcious.
Buffy: Nice work. He's quite a catch. One-hundred percent corn-fed Kansas beef. Let's eat.
Lana: Wait. Is there something else we can do with him?
Buffy: Like what? Barbeque.
Lana: No, like convert him into one of us.
The girls laugh at her.
Sorority sister: We're a sorority, not a fraternity.
Other Sorority sister: No boys allowed.
Lana: You don't understand. He's special.
Buffy: Not to me. Get out of the way!
She tries to pass Lana and get to Clark, but Lana grabs her by the elbow.
Lana: No!
Buffy: Excuse me!
Lana: He's mine. You're not touching him!
Buffy: Oh?
She smacks Lana across the room. The girls laugh. Buffy and Lana both bare their teeth.
Buffy: I'm really disappointed in you, Lana. Looks like you're not Tri Psi material after all.
She tries to pounce on Lana, but Lana disintergrates her with her new heat vision.
Lana: Looks like I'm making the rules now. Anybody got a problem with that?
The girls all tell her no.
Lana: Get out. Get out!
The girls run away.
Lana goes back to Clark's side.
Lana: Clark, it's okay. I'm here.
Clark: Listen to me. You're sick.
Lana: No, no. I'm not. I've never felt better. Clark, I know what's inside of you. I felt your strength and now I want you to feel mine.
Clark: No. No, it's not who you are.
Lana: But, maybe it is. Maybe I've been hiding it from you all along, just like you were hiding who you really are from me.
Clark: No, please.
Lana: Don't fight it. We were meant to be together. You know that in your heart and this way we can be. Forever. All it takes is one drop of blood.
Clark: Lana, no.
With her fingernail, she cuts her tongue and moves into kiss him, but he s*ab her in the heart with the serum. She screams, then faints.
Chloe's V.O.: So, the Tri Psis got booted off campus and all the infected girls were treated by Luthor Corp. The upside is that my roommate was so freaked out, she transferred to NYU and Lana and I are once again under the same roof. As for Clark and Lana, they seem to be able to survive anything.
Cut to Clark and Lana.
Clark: How much of what happened do you remember?
Lana: Bits and pieces; nothing coherant, thank God. But there was one thing that stuck with me, something I felt when I bit you.
Clark: What was that?
Lana: Warmth and love and an overwhelming feeling of strength. I think that for a moment, I felt what was inside your heart and I've never felt closer to someone in my entire life. I miss being with you, Clark.
She kisses him.
Luthor mansion. Day. Lex is pouring himself a drink.
Lex: How's Lana?
Clark: She's back to normal; same as Chloe. Look, I know things haven't been great between us, but I just wanna say, I appreciate your help.
Lex: That means a lot to me, Clark. There is something I'm still curious about. How did you know about project 1138?
Clark: Does it matter?
Lex: Only if it came from Professor Fine.
Clark: What do you have against him, Lex?
Lex: Clark, he's the one who's been attacking me.
Clark: Is that why you stopped by his lecture? To force him to stop looking at Luthor Corp.?
Lex: He's doing a lot more than looking. He's obtaining highly classified proprietary documents.
Clark: He's only after the truth.
Lex: I think he's after more than that. Look, just be careful. I don't believe Fine is the friend that you really think he is.
Cut to Chloe at her printer.
Chloe's V.O.: The most exciting part about completing a story is not finishing it, but having someone else read it.
Cut to Ms. Khan reading the artical.
Ms. Khan: Hmm.
Chloe: Is that a good "hmm" or a bad "hmm"?
Ms. Khan: Oh, it's a good hmm, if we printed tabliod nonsense like the Inquisitor does, but we're the Daily Planet and tall tales about slaying Buffy the vampire don't make it into the pages of a real newspaper.
Chloe: Ms. Khan, I didn't make this up. They weren't vampires of the mythical sense, they were victims of an unusual disease. Look, here, it's all researched. Interviews, eyewitness accounts, the CDC report ... everything.
Ms. Khan: Hmm.
Chloe: Was that a good mm or a bad ...
Ms. Khan: Shut up. Here's the thing: your writing shows you aren't completley without talent.
Chloe: Thank you.
Ms. Khan: But, you're not a real reporter either yet. Everyone has to start somewhere. Welcome to the Daily Planet, kid.
Chloe: Oh my God! Thank you so much! Where do I start?
Ms. Khan: Same place I did: at the bottom.
Cut to Chloe entering the basement of the Daily Planet.
Chloe's V.O.: She never did print the artical, but I don't care. I got in on the ground floor of my dream. Okay, so it's actually the basement. But, it's Daily Planet! The paper of record for kings, presidents and prime ministers; not to mention future super heros. The way I look at it, I had no place to go, but up, up, and away.
Fade to black
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x05 - Thirst"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 3, 2005
Phone ringing
Chloe: Daily Planet info line... Obituaries, yeah sure, let me transfer you. Oh, dog obituaries, oh I'm sorry we don't actually run those. Yeah, ok, you're welcome.
Lois: Die! Die!
Chloe: Lois, I'm sorry you were in for a girl's night out and I got called in to screen news that's not fit to print.
Lois: Compare to the Kent Farm this is a rager.
Chloe laughs
Lois: Besides, I wouldn't pass up an opportunity to watch a big sh*t reporter in action.
Chloe: All right, now that I'm swimming in butter, why are you really here obliterating aliens with me at 1 AM?
Lois: I'm racking up brownie points
Chloe: Uh huh.
Lois: I need you to help me move out of the Kent's next weekend.
Chloe: Oh, you took the apartment at the Talon. How are you ever going to live with out Clark?
Lois: One word: blissfully. How you ever had a crush on Richie Cunningham, I will never understand. C'mon, you gotta come back to Smallville. It-It'll be fun. I'll buy pizza.
Chloe: Lois, you don't need to Tom Sawyer me, we're family. Just tell me when to be there.
Phone ringing
Chloe: Ugh. Daily Planet info line.
Girl: I need a reporter to meet me.
Chloe: Who is this?
Girl: I wanna talk to a reporter. You have to send someone fast before he finds me. Seventh and Edgemont. Please, you gotta hurry.
Outside Hotel 8
Lois: We couldn't have met her at a coffee shop?
Chloe: I don't think she was looking for a brunch date Lois. Sounds like she had a story someone didn't want her to tell.
Lois: I thought you were supposed to pass on any real leads to someone whose cubicle was actually above ground.
Chloe: Well, unless I want to stay subterranean my whole career I've gotta take a chance.
Girl: Please! Help me!
Chloe: There she is.
Girl: Help!
Chloe: Over here!
Girl gets h*t by car
Chloe: [whispers] She's d*ad.
[Opening credits]
Kent Farm
Jonathan: So how much longer do I have you before you hightail it back to Metropolis?
Clark: Well, Lana's gone for the weekend. I lost out to a comet her class is tracking at the Lincoln Observatory.
Jonathan: How about Chloe or Lois?
Clark: Well, Chloe is juggling classes and the Daily Planet. And Lois, heh, I'd do anything to get rid of Lois. I don't think that's exactly prereq for best-friend status.
Jonathan: Well...
Engine Humming
Jonathan: Hold this.
Clark: Dad.
Jonathan: Is that the best you got? I had another six inches out here.
Senator Jennings: I wasn't sure how rusty your reflexes had gotten.
Clark: Senator Jennings!
Senator Jennings: I know it's been a long time, but what happened to "Uncle Jack"?
Clark: Doesn't seem fit for someone who's on a first name basis with the governor.
Chuckles
Clark: I don't seem to remember the governor winning a state football championship. Congratulations.
Clark: Thanks.
Senator Jennings: I don't suppose anybody pushed you to follow in his footsteps?
Jonathan: Hey, it's a lot better than spending the football games underneath the bleachers with the sheriff's daughters.
Senator Jennings: Not both of them at once.
Jonathan: Since when do you make the trek all the way out here in the middle of a campaign?
Senator Jennings: Exactly why I came. I needed a breather from the rat race. Besides, I can use your help rallying the farmers. You gotta lota pull with that union.
Jonathan: Why? You always win this county by a landslide.
Senator Jennings: Well, the race is about to get a lot tougher. Rumor has it, I'm running against Lex Luthor.
Metropolis - Daily Planet
Detective Sawyer: Let me get this straight, no ID or make on the vehicle, no ID on the driver, and no clue why this girl called. I'd say you're off to a great start as an investigative reporter Miss Sullivan. If you remember anything else, let me know.
Lois: I think that's code for, "We're gonna file this under the rug."
Detective Sawyer: This is a big city, and bad things happen. A pretty young girl, not in college, with no traceable job...in that part of town. It's not a mystery what happened down there.
Lois: You don't think it's strange that an alleged streetwalker was wearing $500 Jimmy Choo shoes?
Chloe: Look, Detective Sawyer, this girl died trying to tell me here story. Now I'm sorry I'm not street-hardened, but she's way more than a statistic to me. We have to find out who did this.
Detective Sawyer: I applaud your spirit, girls. But you should know that most of those streets turn out to be d*ad ends. I will do my job. You do yours.
Lois: Hopefully you'll have more luck than Officer Stalin.
Chloe: Yeah, I ran the number that Melissa girl called from. It was from a payphone right near were we saw her. But the only addresses within a ten-block radius is a bunch of warehouses... And a club called the Windgate.
Lois: I'm guessing she didn't get all glammed up to count inventory.
Kent Farm
Senator Jennings: So your dad outran four cop cars and pissed off half the chicken farmers in Chicksaw County.
Jonathan: It's only because you said you knew a shortcut.
Clark: See, these aren't the sides of the stories that I hear. You got any more of these? They'll become very useful next time I'm in for a lecture.
Jonathan: No, I don't think-
Knocking
Jonathan: Hang on. Don't you say anything else. Just a second!
Detective Sawyer: Maggie Sawyer, Metropolis P.D.
Jonathan: Hi.
Detective Sawyer: May I come in?
Jonathan: Uh, yeah, sure, c'mon in.
Detective Sawyer: Thank you. Senator. Campaign headquarters said I could find you here.
Senator Jennings: What can I do for ya?
Detective Sawyer: A young woman was k*lled in the warehouse district last night. h*t and run. We went through her apartment and we found this. (Holds up photo with girl and senator) Now I don't have enough evidence to bring you in for questioning but I would certainly appreciate an explanation.
Senator Jennings: So would I. I've never seen her before.
Detective Sawyer: Well that must have been tricky while she was cuddled up on your lap. With all due respect senator, pictures don't lie.
Jonathan: Hang on just a minute. In this day an age they certainly do. This pictures a fake.
Senator Jennings: Doesn't matter. The minute it hits the press the damage is done. This could ruin me.
Jonathan: So it looks like the mud slinging has already started.
Clark: Dad, do you really think Lex would go this far?
Jonathan: C'mon Clark, you know Lex Luthor better than anybody. He's not gonna enter a race unless he's sure he's gonna win it.
Luthor Mansion
Clark: Is it true Lex?
Lex: You know after you've been MIA for weeks. I don't think a hello is too much to ask for.
Clark: How long have you been planning to run for state senate?
Lex: Several months now and if you're implying I should have told you, you might wanna rethink the barrier you've drawn in this friendship.
Clark: I can't believe you'd destroy someone, just to win a race.
Lex: There's a reason they call it a "race", not a "political potluck." But if you think I had something to do with this.
Clark: Lex, your competition was linked to the m*rder of a young girl just before you announce your candidacy. It's a bit of a coincidence, don't you think? You honestly don't recognize that picture.
Lex: The only thing I recognize is the booth. It's the Windgate Gentleman's Club in Metropolis. Not a smart stop-off for an incumbent on the campaign trail.
Clark: Look, I know this guy. And if you're not trying to set him up somebody is. Maybe it's somebody at this club.
Lex: Clark, there's a reason that club's so underground. All right, the city doesn't exactly give licenses for some of the things that go on there. Are you sure you wanna get involved in this?
Clark: Jack's like an uncle to me. And in case you've forgotten, that's what friends do for each other.
Lex: Look, if you're serious about getting through that front door, you're gonna need a little more than your drivers license. Do me a favor. Stay out of trouble.
Metropolis - Windgate Gentleman's Club
Chloe: I guess even Map Quest has its limitations. Do you get to this place through a manhole cover?
Lois: Or a big neon door. I'd say the Armani suits a d*ad giveaway.
Lois & Chloe: Hi.
Bouncer: Sorry girls.
Lois: Oh common, our friend's already in there.
Chloe: Yeah, it's her only night in town and I promised I'd take her to the hottest to address. Please?
Bouncer: It's a private club. So I'm afraid this is as much of the club as you're going to see.
Techno music playing inside club
Women chatting indistinctively
Dressing Room
Chloe: This makes my Halloween Heidi dirndl costume look tame.
Lois: So you think that Melissa girl was a dancer here?
Chloe: I don't know. Her Jimmy Choos are a long way from angel wings and fishnets. Excuse me. Hi. Uh, do you guys know anything about a woman named Melissa Page?
Chloe and Lois enter private room
Chloe: The people won't talk, but records definitely will. If she worked here she'll be on file.
Man: Joel, David, c'mon up. Are you ladies lost?
Lois: Um, we were just looking for, uh-
Chloe: Oh, don't be shy. She's here to dance.
Man: Are you the replacement Rocco sent over?
Chloe: Yeah, he really hated to see her go.
Man: Take your clothes off. Let's see what you got.
Kent Farm
Knocking
Lex: I knocked. I guess you didn't hear.
Jonathan: Oh, I head you.
Lex: I'm here to see Senator Jennings.
Jonathan: Lex, if you wanna sling some mud I strongly recommend you do it at someone else's house.
Lex: Don't worry. I'm not holding my breath for your vote.
Jonathan scoffs
Jonathan: You know I've never liked you all that much Lex, but even I'm surprised by the depths you're willing to sink to.
Lex: And I'm sure you have such a good view of it all from your pulpit. "Holier-than-thou" is an easy fallback Mr. Kent. It keeps you from really looking at the people around you.
Jonathan: I've known Jack for over 25 years and I've never had a more trustworthy or loyal friend. This state needs somebody like him. Somebody who's willing to stand by their word. Somebody's who willing to do what's right for everybody, not just for himself. Somebody's whose willing to go up against people like you.
Lex: Well, if you know him so well, maybe you should ask your good old boy to explain this to you. After Clarks visit I decided to look into the Senators unfortunate snapshot myself. It's his cell phone record. Seems he's been calling his d*ad stripper friend a little more than frequently.
Jonathan: When are you releasing this?
Lex: I'm not. But if I found it, you know the press won't be far behind. I thought he'd like a heads-up.
Windgate Gentleman's Club - Dressing Room
Chloe: Lois, are you almost done? You didn't have that much to put on.
Lois: You know, remind me when this is all over to never, ever ask a favor of you again.
Chloe: Oh, this isn't just about me. This is about getting to the truth.
Lois: Yeah, well, the last girl who knew the truth ended up as a hood ornament on someone's car.
Chloe: Howdy. You know, my friends really excited about working here, but I think it's kinda dangerous. Especially after that girl was k*lled an everything.
Woman 2: How can I explain this to you? Don't talk to me. Don't talk to any of us.
Lois: Well? What do you think?
Chloe: All I can say is...God bless America.
Windgate Gentleman's Club - Main Area
Indistinct chattering
Host: Good evening. First time at the Windgate?
Clark: Yeah, Lex Luthor referred me.
Host: Will Mr. Luthor be joining you this evening?
Clark: No, uh, I'm meeting Jack Jennings.
Host: The Senator? Let me show you to his usual table.
Windgate Gentleman's Club - Backstage
Lois: Uh, on second thought-
Chloe: No, no, no, no, no. Thinking bad, dancing good. Just ask Mr. sh**t-First-Think-Later over there. Now I need you to dig down and find your inner Demi Moore. Okay?
Lois: Okay. You better at least use this distraction to find something about Melissa.
Windgate Gentleman's Club -Main Area
Host: Here you go.
Clark: Thank you.
Host: Your welcome. Have a good evening.
Woman 3: Hey handsome, what can I get for you?
Clark: I'll have a coke. S-straight up, on the rocks.
Woman 3: Okay.
[Pussycat Dolls "Don't Cha" playing]
Whistling and Clapping
Announcer: Gentleman, lets give Colette a nice au revoir. And now, making her first Windgate appearance, welcome to the stage, all American-girl... Amber Waves.
Lois pole dancing
Man: Bravo, bravo!
Song fades out
Announcer: I'd salute to that anytime. Let's give it up for our red-blooded recruit. And now, lets give a good home grown welcome to Dixie.
Lois: What are you doing here?
Clark: What are you doing here?
Lois: It's Chloe's fault. We're following a m*rder story.
Clark: Well that makes two of us, but I think I'll stick to my method.
Lois: You know, you're gonna get me fired if you keep looking at me like I'm Jabba the Hutt
Clark: What do you want me to do?
Lois: Oh, uh...I don't know. Give me a twenty and meet me out back.
Clark: Uh...
Lois scoffs and grabs the twenty
Clark listening with super hearing
Mr. Lyon: Bravo, that new girl. Who is she?
Host: I don't know, she's new here. For 500k, you know I don't ask any questions of my girls.
Mr. Lyon: And for that much you better not answer any, either.
Lights go on
Officer: Everybody freeze!
Detective Sawyer: Metropolis P.D. Everybody take it easy. We have a report of minors working and being served in this establishment. We will be interviewing you individually.
Mr. Lyon: C'mon
Lois: What?
Mr. Lyon: Do you want to stick around and get arrested? Come on.
Detective Sawyer: (To Clark) Really wrong time, and really wrong place kid. You're under arrest.
Host: What is this about?
Detective Sawyer: We had an anonymous tip that a car involved in a h*t-and-run last night was seen leaving your establishment.
Host: You can't just arrest-
Detective Sawyer: The city's looked the other way because your clientele can pull a lot of strings. Now I've got a d*ad 19-year old on my hands. I gotta go by the book. Okay, people, listen up. I know its 5:00 in the morning. Your cooperation would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
Officer: All right, ladies.
Chattering
Chloe: Clark?
Clark: Chloe, where's Lois?
Chloe: I don't know. What ... ? What are you doing here? Clark.
Clark listening with super hearing
Bouncer: Just what do you wanna know? Maybe I can help you.
Detective Sawyer: You're the bouncer. You know everything that goes on in this place.
Bouncer: Cut me a deal.
Detective Sawyer: Tell me about Jennings.
Bouncer: He was drunk. I took him home. He had nothing to do with the girl. He's innocent.
Windgate Gentleman's Club - Dressing Room
Chloe: Wow, these are um. They're heavier than they look.
Woman 4: They're way better than the heels, trust me.
Chloe: So, you guys must have been pretty close with Melissa huh? Uh, sorry, premature segway. But c'mon, we're obviously on the same side here. I just wanna know what happened to her.
Woman 2: It's a tragedy, is what it is. She finally gets her sh*t at Prince Charming, and wham. Bye-bye ivory tower.
Chloe: Are you talking about the Senator?
Woman 5: No way. The only thing he did wrong was fall for her.
Woman 2: There's this suave guy. Kinda euro looking.
Chloe: But now what did he want with Melissa?
Woman 5: Every few months he picks some lucky girl and takes her out of this dump.
Woman 2: Probably to some tropical island somewhere.
Whip cracks
Woman 6: You know why they invented fairy tales? Because no one wants to face reality. All we know, is that the girls disappear and then no one ever sees them again. Somebody should've warned your friend about that.
Chloe: Lois?
Woman 6: Yeah, I saw her leave with him during the raid.
Detective Sawyer: Sullivan. Let's go. You can thank Lex Luthor for some very generous phone calls.
Chloe: Detective Sawyer, I think the guy that k*lled Melissa Page has my cousin.
Clark: It's the same guy who made some deal with the club owner just before he vanished.
Detective Sawyer: You know this guys name? Ok, so let me see if I'm understanding you. Your cousin, who I am assuming is underage, was stripping and making deals with wealthy patrons, manage to escape a police raid.
Clark: It's not like that.
Chloe: Yeah, she was just helping me to investigate.
Detective Sawyer: Investigate? Okay, Luthor may have pulled a get-out-of-jail-free card for you this time but it will not happen again. If you wanna play Nancy Drew and Hardy boy, do it in someone else's precinct.
Kent Farm
Senator Jennings: Look, if I don't change my stance just because some polls tell me to, I am certainly not going to because some journalist hears a rumor, okay, Jordan? Goodbye.
Engine revving
Senator Jennings: You could just not resist could ya?
Jonathan: Still have a nasty habit of leaving your keys in the ignition. Get in.
Senator Jennings: With you at the wheel? I guess it wouldn't be the first time I put my life in your hands. What? Damn things been stick ever since I bought it.
Engine starts
Senator Jennings: Try that with a four cylinder. So what's the real reason for the joy ride?
Jonathan: When were you gonna tell me about the girl, Jack?
Senator Jennings: What, you think I had something to do with what happened?
Jonathan: I have no idea. But I do think it's time you gave me some straight answers, don't you?
Senator Jennings: Look, I didn't want you to be involved. There's only so much you should ask of a friend.
Jonathan: Oh, so instead you lie to my face-
Senator Jennings: Well, what do you want me to say? That my marriage is more of a business arrangement and the only person who makes me happy is some dancer half my age. How much of that would you of really understood.
Jonathan: I might not understand any of it Jack. But, come on, all of our lives have taken turns that we didn't expect.
Senator Jennings: You've never had a lie get out of hand? Or you've never been caught at it?
Tires screeching
Jonathan: I've never been in a position were people look up to me. You are Clark's hero.
Senator Jennings: Oh, so I'm not supposed to have any faults huh. Who can live up to that? You know why there's no heroes today. It's because at the end of the day, people don't respect them. They envy them. And they're just waiting for them to screw up.
Jonathan: What are you gonna do Jack?
Sighs
Senator Jennings: What do you want me to do? I'm a good senator, you wanna give that kind of power to somebody like Lex Luthor?
Jonathan: I might not agree with Lex Luthor's politics Jack, but at least I know who he is.
Metropolis -Apartment
Lois: Nice place you got.
Mr. Lyon: Thank you.
Lois: Well, thanks for helping me out back there.
Mr. Lyon: My pleasure.
Lois clears throat as man takes off her coat
Mr. Lyon: I think I have something a little more your size. [Holds out dress] I won't peek, I promise. You want me to help you tie it?
Lois: Oh, oh no, that's fine. I've almost got it.
Camera clicks
Lois: Wow. Whatcha doing there?
Mr. Lyon: It looks so much better on you than any of the others. You're going to make them very jealous.
Lois: You know, I think I'm just gonna call a cab.
Mr. Lyon: Think of your taxi days as a thing of the past. You have a whole new life ahead of you now.
Lois: I don't know what kind of kink your into, but... you are seriously behind on your Gloria Steinem.
Electric buzzing
Metropolis -Daily Planet
Chloe: So the owner of the Windgate is selling his strippers to the highest bidder?
Clark: It's Kansas. It's definitely not Smallville.
Chloe: Five-hundred grand for a massage with benefits seems like a lot. Do you know anything else?
Clark: Just the bouncer told Detective Sawyer that the guy was the son of some foreign diplomat.
Chloe: Then he'd have diplomatic plates. See, while you were inside checking out the entertainment. I was out in the parking lot taking sh*ts of the license plates of all the cars. Here we go.
Clark: Okay, check that one.
Chloe: That's the UN tower.
Metropolis -Helicopter Pad
Helicopter whirring
Metropolis -Apartment
Clark: Lois!?
Metropolis -Daily Planet
Phone ringing
Chloe: Chloe Sullivan.
Clark: He's got Lois. Any psychic guess on this guys computer password?
Chloe: Oh, God, don't even try. He's probably got like a zillion layers of security on it.
Clark: Yeah, but it's still warm. They must have just left. The printer's still on.
Chloe: Try pressing print again.
Clark: Chloe, it's a fake passport for Lois. You think they're gonna try and smuggle her out of the country?
Chloe: Uh, even if he does, I doubt he'll take her through an airport. Clark, there's a helipad on the roof.
Metropolis - Helicopter Pad
Helicopter beginning to rise
Pilot: We're stuck on something!
Lois: Hey, 007, nice of you to show up.
Clark: I'll start assuming that means thank you. Looks like it got caught on the cable.
Indistinct radio chatter
Lois: This scum-bag was about to air-cargo me to the honey moon suite at the Grope-a-cabana.
Detective Sawyer: I'm glad you're all right. Now, if you will release him, I'm afraid Mr. Lyon is free to go.
Clark: What? You can't just let him walk away.
Mr. Lyon: Diplomatic immunity.
Detective Sawyer: As a consulate guest in our country, Mr. Lyon can't be arrested or tried for any crime he commits on our soil. Even m*rder. I'm sorry. I can't touch him.
Lois: Well, I can.
Knees Mr. Lyon in crotch
Mr. Lyon: Ugh.
Detective Sawyer: Some people live above the rules. Guess what? That's life in Metropolis. You want justice...I suggest you stay a little closer to home.
Helicopter whirring
Luthor Mansion - Lex's Office
Door opens
Lex: We'll finish this later.
Clark: I just wanna say thank you.
Lex: You know, when I asked you to stay out of trouble, I kinda, uh, thought that might include being caught underage at a strip club, using my membership while I'm gearing up for a political campaign.
Clark: I didn't mean to drag you into this.
Lex: Come on Clark. Who are you kidding? You had me masterminding this whole Jenning's plot before you walked thro those doors.
Clark: I didn't think he was lying to me.
Lex: But you assumed I would.
Clark: I can't believe that I looked up to Jack.
Lex: Tell me what you remember about Kind David. Humor me.
Clark: Kind David... slew Goliath, saved his people.
Lex: And afterward he saw a beautiful woman bathing and fell madly in love. The problem was, she turned out to be his best friends wife. So you know what are great hero did? He sent his best friend off to die in battle so he could have her to himself.
Clark: Kind of leave that part out, don't they.
Lex: We all need to believe in heroes, Clark. And even the best ones are far from perfect.
Kent Farm -Barn
Clark: Surprised to see your car out front. I thought that you'd be gone now that you're clear of m*rder.
Senator Jennings: I've been mulling over some pretty tough decisions. This seemed like a good place to get my bearings again.
Clark: Have you talked to my Dad yet?
Senator Jennings: I'd say he did most of the talking. After 20 years, the man's still got a hell of a knack for the guilt trip, doesn't he.
Clark: Usually works ‘cause he's right.
Senator Jennings: Your fathers always had some pretty high expectations of the people around him. He's the one man I never wanted to dissapoint.
Clark: You should try being his son. The thing I always try to remember is, no matter how much he lays on...he never expects more than he expects of himself.
Senator Jennings: You think your Dad will ever forgive me?
Clark: Well, I've given him a lot of trial runs in the forgiveness arena. Look, I know my Dad's friendship means a lot to you. But there's a lot of other people out there who look up to you.
Senator Jennings: I guess you can only pull of the disguise of being superhuman for so long huh.
Clark: What are you gonna do?
Senator Jennings: I've called a press conference. I'm pulling out of the race.
Kent Farm - House
Jonathan: Going back to the city, facing all those reporters takes a lot of guts.
Senator Jennings: After facing you, live feeds and blood-thirst journalists are a walk in the park.
Jonathan: Look, if we let a couple of rough days destroy over 25 years of friendship, then I guess we weren't as good as friends as I thought we were.
Jonathan sighs
Jonathan: Jack, if you're pulling out of this race because your old buddy can't seem to climb off of his pulpit, that's not what I want at all. All, I really ask is that you be honest.
Senator Jennings: I'm pulling out of the race because I'm no longer the best man for the job.
Jonathan: Are you sure? If you wanna hang in there and fight, I'll be right behind you hundred percent.
Senator Jennings: I know. But all those things you said about me being loyal, and trustworthy and willing to take on the Luthors of the world. I might have been that man once, but I have to step aside when I see somebody who still embodies all those qualities.
Jonathan: Jack, you can't seriously be talking about Lex Luthor.
Senator Jennings: I'm talking about you, Jon. Kansas could use a senator like you. You should think about it.
Kent Farm -House
Lois: Hey, Smallville. Your personal space is about to be reinstated.
Clark: What are you doing, you just moved back in.
Lois: Well, now that Lana's living with Chloe, I'm taking the place. You don't have a key to the apartment, do you? You know, that you two have been doin' it?
Tongue clicking
Clark: No, we, uh...
Lois: Good, cause I wouldn't be wanting any surprise midnight visits.
Clark: Is there anything I can do to make this move go faster? Maybe pack your three closets of clothing. Maybe burn your loofa sponge, take your Whitesnake collection, to Goodwill?
Lois: You can take this. Come on, Smallville, move it.
Brendan Bensons "Cold Hands Warm Heart" playing
Talon
Indistinct chattering
Clark: You know, this is weird. I spent so much time up here with Lana.
Lois: Clark, it's not like I'm taking her place. Just her sublet.
Chloe: Okay, before I start any of the real heavy lifting, you have to indulge me for just a moment in my first Daily Planet byline. It's not exactly the Torch, Clark. Page 73. At the bottom.
Lois & Clark: Congratulations.
Chloe: Thanks, well you deserve half the credit. I mean, I'd still be playing point guard at the pet obituary hotline if it weren't for the two of you.
Clark: Well, here it says Interpol was able to arrest him due to an anonymous tip.
Chloe: About that heavy lifting...
Clark: Mmm hmm.
Lois: Clark? Look, I'm not great at this, so just keep your mouth shut and listen up. Even though I was kicking butt on the helicopter, it was really nice to have backup. And you didn't have to come after me, but you always do. So I wanted to say thank you. You're a really good friend. Oh, and, uh, about the lap dance. If you decide to tell anybody about it, your Elmur Fudd night light will make a very public appearance.
Clark: Aye-aye...sailor.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x06 - Exposed"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 10, 2005
[ Knock on door ]
Lana: Hey.
Clark: Hey.
Lana: What are you doing in Metropolis?
Clark: I had to pick up some tractor parts for my dad, and I got your text message, so I brought you some brain food.
Lana: I don't remember texting you. Is that chow mein?
Clark: Yeah. What were you working on?
Lana: Oh, just some Astronomy homework, you know ... numbers and equations and things that I don't really understand yet, but I'm starting to. Chow mein.
Clark: Oh, this was, uh ... this was at your door.
Lana: Oh, that's weird. Let's open it. "Given your new major, I thought you might find this interesting ... Lex."
Clark: Lex is sending you gifts?
Lana: Are you okay?
Clark: Just a scratch.
Lana: It's a meteor rock, but I haven't seen one like this before.
Clark: I gotta go. My dad's probably waiting for those parts.
Chloe: Hi ... and bye. Has my deodorant gone south? Why is he in such a hurry to bail?
Lana: I have no idea. I guess Clark's just not into geology.
[ Horn honks ]
[ Horn honking ]
[ Tires screech ]
Clark: What the hell's wrong with you?!
[ Cell phone rings ]
Clark: Hello?
Man: Clark, I know who you are.
THEME
Jonathan: It's bad enough he owns half the state of Kansas. Now he wants to tell us what we need towith our lives.
Martha: Jonathan, I know Senator Jennings asked you to run after he had to step down, but I'm not gonna let you risk your health.
Jonathan: Sweetheart, I feel fine. I really do. I'm fine.
Martha: The election is in January. Putting together a campaign in that amount of time ... who knows what the stress could do to your heart?
Jonathan: What about watching Lex Luthor get sworn in as state senator? That kind of stress could k*ll me.
Martha: If you run, every reporter in Kansas will be digging into our lives. What if somebody finds out about Clark's secret?
Clark: I think someone already has.
Martha: Clark, what happened?
Clark: Someone ran me off the road on my way back from Metropolis.
Jonathan: Did you see who it was?
Clark: No. By the time I got back to the road, they were already gone. Then I got a phone call, and a weird voice said, "I know who you are."
Jonathan: Look, Clark, I think the best thing you can do is just stick to your normal routine. Don't do anything unusual. If these people are trying to expose you then they're gonna be watching everything you do. Let's not give them anything to gawk at.
Milton: Brutus and Caesar. Jesus and Judas. They all started out as best friends. What happened? Well, if history teaches us one thing, it's that even the most powerful men can be betrayed by those they trust the most. The reason betrayal is such a predominant theme throughout history is really quite simple. Duplicity is human nature.
[ Bell rings ]
Milton: [ Sighs ] These classes getting shorter or is it just me?
Milton: Clark ... is everything okay? You look a little stressed out.
Clark: Something really weird just happened after class. And yesterday, a truck tried to run me off the road.
Milton: It wasn't black, was it?
Clark: Yeah, how'd you know?
Milton: Because I think the same one's been following me.
Clark: Do you have any idea why?
Milton: We've been, uh, fishing some dangerous waters. Maybe the shark's finally getting testy.
Clark: Lex.
Milton: Never thought he'd take it this far. I'm sorry for pulling you into this.
Clark: I'm gonna go talk to him.
Milton: No, let's not jump the g*n. We need tofigure out if it's him first.
Clark: How do we do that?
Milton: I jotted down the license plate of the truck. Do you know anyone who could find out who it's registered to?
Clark: My friend Chloe could dig it up.
Milton: I'll check with campus security, see if they've had any other reports about that truck.
Clark: Thanks.
Milton: Listen, Clark, whatever happens, we're in this together. Remember that, okay?
Clark: How long do you think this is gonna take?
Chloe: We should get a fax response in just a couple of minutes.
Clark: What do you want to bet that that truck's registered to Luthorcorp?
Chloe: I don't know, Clark. Lex comes from more of the Rube Goldberg school of villainy. I think this sort of direct att*ck isn't really his style.
Clark: There's only one way to find out.
Chloe: I'll go check the fax machine.
[ Computer beeps ]
Chloe: Okay, Clark, we've got a problem. According to the DMV, your mysterious black truck doesn't exist. Are you sure the license-plate numbers are ...
Clark: Why are you getting messages from Lionel Luthor?
Chloe: You read my e-mails?
Clark: Just answer the question.
Chloe: My job at the Daily Planet requires me to talk to a lot of different people, including moral pygmies like Lionel Luthor.
Clark: What did you tell him about me?
Chloe: What are you talking about? I didn't tell him anything.
Clark: There are three people in Smallville who know about my secret ... my mom, my dad ...
and you.
Chloe: You think I told Lionel your secret? Clark, I would never, ever do that.
Clark: I can't believe I trusted you.
Chloe: Clark, I didn't say anything.
Lex: I'm paying you for results, Griff, not excuses. Get it done. I'll have to call you back.
Lana: Is this a bad time?
Lex: For you, never.
Lana: I wanted to thank you for that rock that you sent me. It's ... it's an amazing find. I would love to know more about it.
Lex: What rock would that be?
Lana: Uh, the silver meteor rock.
Lex: That sounds very intriguing, but I've never seen a silver meteor rock before.
It wasn't from me, Lana.
Lana: It came with a note from you, Lex.
Lex: Someone's obviously playing a game with you because I don't know anything about it.
Lana: Just like you don't know anything about the spaceship that landed during the last meteor shower.
Lex: That's different.
Lana: Why? Why is it different, Lex?
[ Sighs ]
Lex: Because there are some doors that can't be closed once they're opened.
Lana: Thanks. Did you get that from a fortune cookie?
Lex: What I'm trying to say ... everything I've done, it's all been to protect you.
Lana: I don't need to be protected, Lex. I need the truth.
Lex: Then I have something to show you.
Lana: It's real.
Lex: Yes, it is. And I want you to help me get inside and understand exactly what we're dealing with.
Lionel: The hardworking All-American farmer. I can already see the campaign poster. No TV spot, unfortunately, considering your state of your finances.
Jonathan: Look, I don't know how you knew that I was considering running for state senate, but if you came here to try to strong-arm me into quitting ...
Lionel: No, on the contrary, I am here to offer my support. You'll need considerable amounts of money and influence to win this election. You have a more than, um, shall we say, privileged adversary.
Jonathan: So, you want to back me for senate running against your son. Why would you want to do that?
Lionel: Um, Lex is an extraordinary young man. He's always had an extraordinary appetite for power. But, um, if he succeeds in this first foray into the political arena, I'm afraid he'll develop such a fierce taste for it, he'll go on to devour the whole world.
Jonathan: Guess the apple doesn't fall that far from the tree.
Lionel: I know you don't trust me, Jonathan. You have no reason to, but I'm asking you to accept my offer of support.
[ Jonathan Scoffs. ]
Lionel: I know about Clark. Chloe Sullivan has supplied me with all the information I need ... his true identity, the powers he possesses and uses. I know he's vulnerable to kryptonite. Accept my support, and I can guarantee you a seat in the senate.
Jonathan: And what happens if I don't accept?
Lionel: The truth about Clark will come out in any case. The only difference is how he'll be treated when we run the tests. He can either be a distinguished guest or strapped down, helpless like a lab rat. It's your choice.
Lana: It's so smooth. It almost feels like liquid.
Lex: Frictionless surface. At least, that's what my experts tell me.
Lana: You've been studying it this whole time, and you let me go on thinking that what I saw the day of the meteor shower wasn't real, that I was losing my mind.
Lex: I didn't mean to make you question your sanity, Lana. I was just trying to protect you.
Lana: You keep saying that, Lex. What do you think you're protecting me from?
Lex: This ship is one of the most important discoveries in the history of mankind. There are people who have k*lled for a lot less. Now, if I had told you the truth and something happened to you, I'd never forgive myself.
Lana: So, what changed?
Lex: I couldn't lie to you anymore.
Lana: Is that the real reason? Or is it because you and your scientists are stumped? Because I'm the only person on earth who's seen this thing open up.
Lex: This is a chance to finally get answers to questions that have been haunting you since your parents died. The meteors that k*lled them, the ship, all the strange things that happen in Smallville ... it's all tied together. I'm offering you the opportunity of a lifetime. Whether or not you take it is up to you.
Martha: Hi, Clark. Your dad was looking for you.
Clark: I just saw him in the barn with Lionel Luthor.
Martha: Lionel?
Jonathan: Oh, there he is. Clark, why don't you come on out and give me a hand with the tractor?
Clark: Where is it?
Jonathan: Oh, it's by the barn. Whoa, hey!
Martha: Clark!
Jonathan: What are you doing, Clark?
Clark: See? He got this from Lionel Luthor. He's helping him put me in the lab!
Martha: What?
Jonathan: Clark, Lionel stopped by to talk about the campaign. Sure, he brought me Lex's balance sheet so I could see what I was up against.
Clark: What about the money?
What? What money?
Clark: This money! Why you doing this to me, Dad? Why you doing this?!
Jonathan: Hey!
Martha: Clark, stop it! Aah!
Jonathan: Martha! Hey! Aah!
Clark: No more lies. Tell me the truth. Tell me!
Jonathan: You want the truth? You were never really my son. You're the thing I found in the corn field.
Chloe: Clark, please. I don't want to do this. Just calm down.
Clark: You're all in this together.
Chloe: Clark. Mrs. Kent, are you all right?
Martha: Chloe, how long have you known about Clark?
Chloe: Since last year.
Jonathan: Yeah, um ... how much did he tell you, Chloe?
Chloe: Well, everything, I think. I mean, that's how I knew about the kryptonite he kept hidden in the barn. I just came by to check on him, and I heard all this commotion.
Martha: What's happening? Why is he acting this way?
Chloe: I don't know. He came to visit me at the Daily Planet, and he just freaked out. He was accusing me of revealing his secrets to Lionel Luthor, and then I tried to explain it to him, and he wouldn't listen. It was like he was a totally different person.
Martha: It must be red kryptonite.
Jonathan: Naw, sweetheart, this is ... it's different somehow. I don't think so.
Chloe: Red kryptonite?
Martha: There's another kind of kryptonite. It's red instead of green. It changes Clark's personality. He loses all his inhibitions and becomes very unpredictable.
Chloe: What about silver kryptonite?
Jonathan: Silver?
Chloe: I think I may know what's gotten into Clark.
Lana. Clark, what are you doing here?
Clark: Waiting for you. Get your stuff together. We gotta go.
Lana. Go where?
Clark: Up north. I know a place. He'll never find us.
Lana. Okay, wait. Slow down. What's going on?
Clark: They turned against me, Lana.
Lana. Who did?
Clark: Chloe, my parents. You're theonly one I can trust now. You're the only one.
Lana. Whatever they did, it can't be that bad.
Clark: No, Lana, you don't ... she's coming. She's coming. Chloe's coming. All right, listen, I promise I'll come back to you. I'll find you. Just whatever you do, don't listen to a word they say.
Lana. Clark, I'm just gonna call your parents.
Chloe: Lana, thank God. Has Clark been here?
Lana. Why?
Chloe: 'Cause I need to talk to him. Did he ever touch that silver rock you had? He's been here, hasn't he?
Lana. He told me not to trust you.
Chloe: Okay, Clark's gone all Captain Paranoid, and I think it might be because of that silver meteor you have.
Lana. He did prick his finger with it.
Chloe: Lana, Clark's been infected. He thinks everyone's turned against him. He's gonna end up seriously hurting someone. Do you know where he went?
Lana. He was here for a second, and then he was just gone. Chloe, the way he was acting ...
Chloe: I know. It's gonna be okay. I'm gonna call the Kents. They're looking for him back in Smallville. I'll cover the campus and see if I can find him.
Lana. I'm gonna come with you.
Chloe: No. Lana, don't. Um, you stay here, and if he shows up, just call me and try and keep him calm. I think you're the only one he'll listen to right now.
Milton: Clark, I was wondering if you'd forgotten about me. Is everything all right?
Clark: No. Chloe's in on it, too, so are my parents.
Milton: In on what?
Clark: The black truck that's been following us around ... did you get any information from campus security?
Milton: Campus security?
Clark: You said you were gonna talk to them earlier today when I told you about it.
Milton: Clark, I haven't seen you in over a week.
Clark: No, no. We spoke this morning. After class we talked about it ... the black truck. You were gonna talk to campus security.
Milton: I had a class, but you weren't in it.
Clark: Yes, I was. No, I ... yes. No, we talked. I know ...
Milton: Look, Clark, um ... look, I got a faculty meeting right now, but why don't you wait for me in my office, and I'll make an excuse ... I'll be right back. Clark, whatever is happening, we're in this together.
[ Door slams ]
[ Creaking ]
[ Child humming lullaby ]
Clark: Who's there?
[ Footsteps ]
Clark: What is this?!
Lex: The investigation into Clark Kent has yielded a surprising revelation. Clark Kent is not of this earth. He is an alien, an intruder from a distant galaxy, the first vanguard of an invasion.
Clark: No! No! That's not what I am!
Lex: But I know his weakness. I know how to stop this strange visitor from another planet. I'm the one that's gonna k*ll you, Clark.
[ Coughing ]
Lana: I should have known you'd pull something like this. You can't stand to see us together, can you?
Lex: I think this is the part where I usually say, "Lana, what are you talking about?"
Lana: I don't know how, but you knew what would happen when you sent this to me.
Lex: I swear, this is the first time I've ever seen a meteor rock like this.
Lana: I don't have time for any more of your lies, Lex. What did that do to Clark?
Lex: I just shared the most important secret in the world with you today. What would I have to gain by lying to you now?
Lana: If you didn't send this to me, then who did?
Lex: I honestly don't know. Now, you said this did something to Clark. What happened?
Lana: Chloe thinks it infected him. He's acting all paranoid, like everyone's turning against him. Lex, the way that he looked when I saw him ...
Lex: Listen to me. We'll take this to Luthorcorp and get my best people working on a cure. Whatever's happening to Clark, I promise I'll find a way to help him.
Lana: Thank you.
Lex: You're my partner now. It's the least I can do.
Lana: I'm sorry that I didn't trust you, Lex. I know we've had our differences, but you have always been there for me.
Lex: And I always will be.
Lex: Call in as many people as you need. I want an update every 30 minutes. My security team is coordinating with Chloe and the Kents.
Lana: They're not gonna hurt him, are they?
Lex: If that happens, somebody's getting transferred to Siberia. Look, let's get this sample over to Luthorcorp. The sooner we have it analyzed, the faster we'll be able to help Clark. Stay here. I'll see what's going on.
Lex: A lot of people are looking for you, Clark.
Clark: I know they are.
Lex: I want you to listen to me very carefully. Something's happened to you.
Clark: Yeah. It's been a revelation.
Lex: Clark, you're very sick. We need to get you to the lab.
Clark: We should get to the lab. We should get to the lab so you can experiment on me. You know, Lex, it all makes sense now. See, I thought you were obsessed with me. But it's not about me at all, is it? It's about Lana. It's always been Lana.
Lex: Clark.
Clark: And all these things that you do to me ... all the digging, all the tests, all the lies ... it was just to get me out of the way so you could have her all to yourself.
Lex: Listen to what you're saying, Clark. This isn't you.
Clark: I don't know what you did. I'm not sure what you did to trick her into believing she was in love with you. But I'm not gonna let you get away with it.
Lex: I need you to stop. I don't want to hurt you. Unh! Aah!
Clark: But I want to hurt you.
Lex: Aah!
Clark: Lana!
[ Door opens ]
[ Footsteps ]
Clark: Lana! Lana, I know you're down here! Come on, I want to ... I want to talk. Lana! We were meant to be together.
[ Grunts ]
Clark: It's okay, Lana, I'm here. Whatever Lex was doing to you, I stopped it.
Lana: Oh, God. What did you do? Did you hurt him?
Clark: Why do you care about him so much?
Lana: Clark, whatever you think Lex did, it's all part of some delusion.
Clark: I saw you kiss him.
Lana: No, I would never do that.
Clark: Stop lying. Stop lying.
[ Lana Gasping ]
[ Gasps ]
Clark: I loved you, Lana. More than anything else, I loved you and you betrayed me like everyone else.
Lana: Clark ...
Milton: Clark! You don't wanna do that. Trust me.
Clark: I can't trust anyone any more. You one of Lex's experiments?
Milton: No. I'm your friend. If you hurt Lana, it'll destroy you.
Clark: What the hell are you?
Milton: I'm a Kryptonian. Just like you. And I'm sorry, but this is really gonna hurt.
[ Whirring ]
[ Groaning ]
Milton: You'll be all right now, Kal-El.
Clark: Lana! Lana.
Lex: Clark. What have you done?
Chloe: Oh? Really? Hi. Um, you know, the caffeine in my system is getting to a dangerously normal level. I'm gonna go and get a cup.
Clark: Lana, I ...
Lana: Clark, it's okay. Chloe told me everything.
Clark: She did?
Lana: Yeah. How the silver meteor infected you. How it made you think that everyone was out to get you. Even that it gave you some sort of temporary powers?
Clark: Lana, you know I would never do anything to hurt you.
Lana: Of course I know that. Clark, whatever you think you saw, it was just the meteor playing tricks with your mind. It wasn't real. There could never, ever be anything between me and Lex.
Clark: I was imagining some pretty crazy stuff. Chloe turning against me ... my dad making a deal with Lionel ... you and Lex talking about a spaceship.
Lana: Yeah. I'm ... I'm just glad you're all right, Clark.
Clark: Thanks for covering for me.
Chloe: Of course, Clark. You know, I have to admit, for once in my life, I was actually glad I wasn't the object of your desire. You know, you're just lucky you snapped out of it when you did.
Clark: If I'd have k*lled Lana ...
Chloe: But you didn't, so stop beating yourself up about it. I mean, silver kryptonite ... who knew?
Clark: I just don't want it to happen again. Did you get that rock?
Chloe: No. I went to see Lex, and he said it just disappeared during the excitement. Not that he ever even admitted he sent the rock to Lana in the first place.
Clark: I still don't trust him. It's not about being paranoid.
Chloe: Yeah, well, he is a Luthor. You know, um, speaking of the evil dynasty, I, um, need to come clean about something. Those e-mails that you saw on my computer from Lionel ... well, you weren't imagining them.
Clark: So you are talking to Lionel?
Chloe: Yeah, but not about you ... about Lex. Lionel's been feeding me inside information about Lex's campaign for state senate.
Clark: Clark: Why would he do that?
Chloe: Maybe because he knows his son better than any of us and the thought of what Lex would do in office scares the hell out of him.
Clark: He's not the only one.
Chloe: Look, Clark, I understand that you haven't been yourself, but you know that I would never tell Lionel your secret. I'd never tell anyone. I'd die before I'd ever betray you.
Lionel: Hmm. Those Kents ... they pack quite a punch, don't they, son? It might be wise to avoid any more press conferences till your face has healed a bit.
Lex: I wasn't planning to. Not that it's any of your business.
Lionel: Fatherly advice. I can't help it. But a front-page story that you were soundly beaten by a jealous, young lover will hardly aid your bid for office.
Lex: I have a team of political advisors, Dad. Last time I checked, you weren't on the payroll.
Lionel: Last time I checked, Lana Lang had a boyfriend, and I don't think she's in the market for a spare.
Lex: I think you know the way out.
Lionel: This isn't about serving the greater good. Or even about power. It's about you changing the way people perceive you, isn't it? That's why you're running for office. Even if you were President of the United States, you think that's gonna make any difference? Because the people who are close to you will always know what is truly in your heart. That's why Lana Lang will never love you, son.
Clark: The thing is, I don't know what was real and what wasn't.
Jonathan: Well, your parents loaning you to Lionel Luthor for medical research ... definitely not real.
Clark: Well, I knowyou'd never do that. I'm sorry.
Martha: It wasn't your fault, sweetheart. I'm just glad the infection b*rned itself out when it did.
Clark: Yeah, me too. I guess no matter how much I trust someone, I'm always gonna have to be worried about my secret coming out.
Jonathan: That's what I never wanted to have happen. Which is why I've ...
... decided not to run against Lex.
Clark: Dad, I don't want you to put your life on hold because of me.
Jonathan: Clark ...
Clark: I'm not gonna let fear control my life or ruin yours. I want you to run against Lex. It's the right thing to do. If anything happens, we'll deal with it the same way we always have ... as a family.
Clark: Professor Fine?
Milton: How you feeling, Kal-El?
Clark: So, I didn't imagine that part.
Milton: No, you didn't.
Clark: I thought I was the last son of Krypton, but ... you people keep popping up.
Milton: [ Chuckles ] Well, a superior civilization is difficult to eradicate.
Clark: Why are you here?
Milton: To stop what's coming. And to help you walk the path of a true Kryptonian.
Clark: So I can be superior? No, thanks.
Milton: Why do you continue to trust humans more than your own people?
Clark: I'm just going off what I've seen.
Milton: Maybe you need to look closer.
Clark: Why didn't you just tell me who you really were instead of posing as my professor this whole time?
Milton: Why do you keep your identity a secret, even from the woman you love? You've been on this planet many years, Kal-El. I had to observe you before revealing myself to determine just how much you've been influenced by these ... humans.
Clark: You say "human" like it's a bad thing.
Milton: Just going on what I've seen. This race shows promise. But at this point in history, they're still duplicitous by their very nature. Even the ones you think you love can't be trusted.
Clark: You don't know anything about this race. Yeah, they can be petty and dishonest and betray each other over nothing. But they can also be honest and loyal. And they would give up everything to protect someone they love. Even if they were from another planet.
Milton: Kal-el ...
Clark: My name is Clark. And I'll always believe in my friends and my family.
Milton: I sincerely hope your trust hasn't been misplaced. You know where to find me when you're ready to accept the truth. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x07 - Splinter"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 17, 2005
Thank you for the lift. With any luck, my car will be out of the garage tomorrow.
Lois: Oh, bummer. I love being your chauffeur. We can chat, and I get to spend a little quality time with my new best friend.
Martha: I'm proud of you, Lois. Living in your own apartment, buying a brand-new car ... you've really grown up.
Lois: Oh, let's not get carried away. The car's my safety net. When I screw up and lose my job and apartment, I'm gonna need somewhere to sleep.
Martha: Thanks again.
Lois: See ya. Bye.
Martha: Bye.
[ Squeaking ]
[ Shelby barking ]
Martha: Shelby?
[ Thunder crashes ]
Clark: Mom? Mom. Mom. Mom, wake up. Are you okay? Mom?
Martha: I ... I must have fainted. I-I haven't eaten anything today.
Clark: That sound, flash of light ... what was that?
Martha: What are you talking about?
Chloe: According to the weather bureau, at 10:35 last night, other than a little rain, there was nothing over Smallville.
Clark: That doesn't rule out heat lightning.
Chloe: [ Chuckling ] Nothing was reported. Clark, most people I know are interested in the forecast, not the pastcast. What's going on?
Clark:: Last night I heard a sound, it sounded like thunder. And then I saw a bright light. When I went outside, I found my mom unconscious in the field.
Chloe: Oh, my god.
Clark: I thought she may have been struck by lightning.
Chloe: Is she all right?
Clark: Perfectly fine, like nothing happened. That's the weird part.
Chloe: Maybe she passed out. Has she seen a doctor?
Clark: First thing this morning, but they couldn't find anything wrong with her either.
Chloe: Then why are you so worried?
Clark: I just want to know where that sound and that light came from.
Chloe: Maybe someone was setting off fireworks in the field next to you, or, you know, maybe your superhearing picked up a car backfiring two counties away. What does it matter? Your mom's fine. You don't have anything to worry about. All right, why do I feel like I'm getting the abridged version of this story?
Clark: I think Jor-El might have something to do with this.
Chloe: Your biological father?
Clark: When I died and he brought me back, he made a deal. He's come back to collect.
Lois: Don't take this the wrong way, but after 800 pictures, you don't get any prettier.
Lex: That's enough. Thanks, guys. How about a latte?
Lois: [ Sighs ] Don't you find this just a tad sleazy, holding a campaign photo sh**t where Martha Kent works? You might as well, I don't know, go out to their farm and milk their cows.
Lex: [ Chuckles ] In case you don't know where your paycheck comes from, I own The Talon.
Lois: What don't you own? I guess now you want to own the government.
Lex: Wow. Why are you so angry, Lois? What have I ever done to you?
Lois: You just remind me of a lot of those pseudo politicians I grew up around. You know, men who bought their way into office. But do you really think you can b*at Jonathan Kent? There must be enough dirt on you to create a land mass the size of Texas.
Lex: Please, grab a shovel and start digging. I have nothing to hide.
Lois: Let me give you a little friendly advice. Bow out of the race before a pesky little squirrel digs up one of your rotten acorns.
Lex: Well, thanks, Lois. You know, there's nothing more valuable than the savvy political advice of a muffin-peddling college dropout. Speaking of, do you have banana/blueberry today?
Milton: Many humans believe the earth was created in seven days. I'm surprised it took you that long to trust me.
Clark: I want to know more about Jor-El.
Milton: What son doesn't want to learn more about his absentee father? But, uh, like all great figures in history, he can only be understood in the proper context. That's why we must start at the very beginning, Kal-El.
Clark: I don't have time, Professor. I'm worried. He's done something to my mother.
Milton: Is your concern based on the bargain Jor-El made with you?
Clark: How do you know about that?
Milton: I know more than you can imagine. I've been keeping an eye on you for months. Does your mother have any markings on her skin?
Clark: No. Why, does that have something to do with Jor-El?
Milton: Oh, all in due time.
Clark: Wait, he's my father. I have the right to know everything about him.
Milton: I agree. When you're ready.
Clark: I'm ready now!
Milton: Impatience is such a pathetic human trait. But I suppose it's to be expected from someone raised by such a primitive race.
Clark: I happen to care a great deal about this primitive race ... a lot more than I do about Krypton.
Milton: Waiting ... patiently.
Jonathan: A Kryptonian is teaching history at Central Kansas University?
Clark: I didn't believe it either until I saw him use his powers. He can do everything I can.
Martha: You've seen meteor-infected people do all kinds of things. That doesn't mean he's Kryptonian.
Clark: He calls me Kal-El, and he knows about Krypton.
Jonathan: Clark, I want you to steer clear of this fella.
Martha: Clark.
Clark: I didn't have a choice.
Jonathan: What do you mean? You always have a choice, son.
Clark: Dad, I wanted to learn more about Jor-El.
Jonathan: I'll tell you what you need to know ... every time you've come in contact with a Kryptonian, they've been hell-bent on death and destruction.
Martha: Jonathan, you can't judge an entire people by the acts of a few. Clark is Kryptonian.
Jonathan: Kryptonian raised by human beings with strong values. Clark, we ... we don't have any idea who this professor really is.
Clark: He's done nothing but help so far. He told me the truth about Lex. He saved Lana. He took the silver Kryptonite out of me.
Jonathan: But why, Clark? We have no idea what his motives really are.
[ Tea kettle whistling ]
Jonathan: I'll - I'll ...
Martha: I'll get it, sweetheart.
[ Martha Gasps ]
Clark: Mom!
Martha: I can't feel my hand. [ Gasps ] My shoulder's burning.
Clark: Dad, what'd the doctors say?
Jonathan: Well, they ... they don't know what it is, but they did give us some antibiotics and said I should call if anything got worse. So, come on.
Clark: They're just gonna let her come home?
Jonathan: Clark, the doctor said her vital signs are perfectly normal.
Clark: Normal? I found her unconscious sin the middle of the driveway. That's anything but normal.
Jonathan: Is there something you're not telling me, son?
Clark: I'm just worried about Mom.
Jonathan: Me, too. But don't worry, she's gonna be fine. Come on.
[ Chloe sighs ]
Lionel: Miss Sullivan.
Chloe: Mr. Luthor. What are you doing here?
Lionel: You have made it ... to the major leagues. Congratulations.
Chloe: Thank you.
Lionel: [ Chuckles ] Very, very nice. You've done very well for yourself. I am certain that, sooner than later, you're gonna be working upstairs under the Tiffany lamps. A big story certainly would accelerate the process. Not that, um ... obituaries and uh, wedding announcements don't inspire scintillating journalism.
Chloe: If you're trying to feed me some sort of self-promoting fluff piece, I'm not interested.
Lionel: Uh, how does it go? You can put a tuxedo on the fiddler, but he's still gonna play the same old tune.
Chloe: That's good. You should jot that down and add it to your page-a-day calendar. I gotta go.
Lionel: Miss Sullivan, your creative passion will always be for the bizarre and the inexplicable. That's why I think you're the perfect reporter for this story.
Chloe: You have one minute. The clock is ticking.
Lionel: It, uh, seems there is, uh, someone at Central Kansas University who has the astounding ability to run at virtually the speed of light. Have you ever heard of such a thing?
Chloe: School is located in Smallville, meteor freak capital of the world.
Lionel: This person can lift an automobile with one hand, can, uh, create f*re with the blink of an eye. It's extraordinary.
Chloe: It sounds like a bit of a stretch, even for me. Do you have any proof?
Lionel: Well, if we had proof, there wouldn't be any need for investigative reporting, now would there? The person's name is Milton Fine. He is a professor of world history.
Chloe: Why did you come to me?
Lionel: Frankly ... I didn't think Time Magazine would be interested. Good day, Miss Sullivan.
Clark: Professor.
Milton: What, are you shaking me down for lecture notes, or are you ready to begin your independent study?
Clark: A mark showed up on my mom. The doctors don't know what it is.
Milton: Describe it to me.
Clark: It's like a bruise, with veiny strands.
Milton: Did it start on her left shoulder?
Clark: Yes.
Milton: [Sighs ] Your father tortured his dissidents on Krypton the same exact way.
Clark: What?
Milton: I don't suppose I can hide the truth from you any longer. He was a violent dictator. He ruled over Krypton with an iron grip of fear and intimidation. Anybody who spoke out against him was locked away ... even the great hero of the people ... Zod. [ Sighs ] Maybe if he hadn't been captured, Zod could've stopped your father from eviscerating the planet.
Clark: My father destroyed Krypton?
Milton: Billions of people died. But he made sure his only son survived ... all so that one day you could conquer the human race ... and re-create Krypton on Earth.
Clark: Why should I believe you?
Milton: Believe what you will. My concern is for your mother's health. I need to see her immediately.
Jonathan: All right, look, my ... my wife needs medical attention. You're obviously not a doctor, so why don't you make this easier on both of us and just get out of my way.
Clark: Dad, the doctors couldn't help. At least let him take a look at her.
Milton: It's been a day and a half since you fell unconscious?
Martha: Yes, exactly.
Jonathan: Clark, go out and get the truck. Martha, I'm taking you back to the hospital, sweetheart. Come on.
Milton: The doctors can't treat her, Mr. Kent, trust me. If they puncture her skin or use any medication, it could k*ll her instantly.
Jonathan: Why should I trust you?
Clark: 'Cause he's Kryptonian. This could b ea Kryptonian disease.
Jonathan: Clark ...
Clark: Mom! Mom?
Jonathan: What's happening?
Milton: She needs a meteor rock. Do you have a meteor rock?
Clark: Dad, in the closet!
Jonathan: Yeah.
Clark: It's on the top shelf!
Jonathan: I got it! Martha ...
Milton: Hold it to her forehead.
Jonathan: Martha, Martha ... breathe, Martha. It's me. It's me.
[ Martha gasping ]
Clark: It's working.
Milton: In this case, appearances are deceiving. There is no cure. The meteor will only help ease her pain.
Clark: No.
Milton: I'm sorry, Kal-El. Within a matter of hours, your Earth mother will be d*ad. Where are you going?
Clark: I'm going to see Jor-El.
Milton: Don't. He'll only feed you more lies.
Clark: I don't care.
Jonathan: Hey, wait a minute. Are you telling me Jor-El is responsible for this? What's going on, Clark?
Clark: When Jor-El brought me back to life, he warned me someone close to me would have to die.
Jonathan: So he is going after your mother. And why didn't you tell me about this before?
Clark: I didn't want you and Mom to worry.
Jonathan: Well, you're the only one that has a chance of stopping this, so go on, do something.
Clark: I won't let him k*ll her.
Jonathan: Don't.
Jor-El: Kal-El, why have you come?
Clark: Please! Do whatever you want to me! Leave my mother alone!
Jor-El: I have caused your mother no harm.
Clark: No! Don't lie to me! If I would've known someone close to me would die, I would've given up my life in a second!
Jor-El: It was you who chose to give up your powers and turn your back on me.
Clark: Please let her live!
Jor-El: I am sorry, my son. The wheel of fate has already been set in motion. Even you cannot alter destiny.
Lex: So, what am I looking at here?
Woman: It started 48 hours ago, and it's been continuing on and off since.
Lex: What is it, a video glitch?
Woman: More like an electromagnetic tidal wave.
Lionel: Good afternoon, Lex.
Lex: Thank you. Dad, if you've come to dispense a dose of political advice, save your breath.
Lionel: I know. I know, Lex. You have a cadre of top-shelf professionals for that. I wonder ... do they know about the sorts of things you keep hidden behind closed doors?
Lex: Ooh, you must be referring to our deep, dark family secrets. Don't worry, I won't embarrass you.
Lionel: I'm talking about what you keep in Warehouse 15.
Lex: If you want to fabricate stories to try to cripple my campaign, you won't be the first. Just make it original.
Lionel: It's not your campaign I'm worried about, son. It's your legacy. You don't want to end up a n eccentric like Howard Hughes, remembered more for his 10-inch toenails than his contributions to society.
Lex: [ Chuckles ] I'm afraid you're the eccentric in the family, Dad.
Lionel: Yes, but I'm not the one running for public office. Believe me, Lex, the electorate has little patience for candidates obsessed with little green men. It's time to get your house in order, Lex.
[ Lex sighs ]
Martha: [ Shivers ] Where's my ... my smile? Hmm?
Clark: Are you okay, Mom? Can I get you anything?
Martha: Your father told me about Jor-El, Clark. I want you to know, I'm more than ready to give up my life for the life of my child.
Clark: Don't talk like that, Mom.
Martha: You've given me so much happiness, Clark. I don't know what I would've been without you.
[ Chuckles ]
Clark: Without me, none of this would have happened.
Martha: Don't ever feel guilty about this. Do you hear me? I wouldn't have it any other way. You're gonna be fine. Look at you. You ... you're a man now, Clark. A wonderful man. My ... my job's done.
Clark: No, it's not, Mom. You can't say that. You have to fight this.
Martha: I love you, Clark. And just because I'm ... gone ... it doesn't mean my love goes with me. I'll always be in your heart. Always.
Clark: I'm not gonna let you die.
[ Martha moans lightly ]
Clark: I won't let you.
Martha: Baby.
Lois: I don't mean to stop the presses, but I have a favor, Chlo.
Chloe: What else are cousins for? sh**t.
Lois: Well, you once mentioned that Lex Luthor spent a little time in the cuckoo's nest. Why not write a little exposé on the mental s*ab of the great bald hope of Kansas?
Chloe: I think that would make a great story, if I could find any shred of evidence or a source that would actually talk.
Lois: Well, there has to be something.
Chloe: Oh, there's lots of sex, lies, and videotapes in Lex's vault. Problem is, he sleeps with the key under his pillow. Why the sudden urge to take down Lex?
Lois: I'm just sick and tired of rich powermongers who think they can win an election with their checkbook. Not to mention the fact that he called me a muffin peddler.
Chloe: Oh, so, basically, he hurt your feelings.
Lois: Well, sort of. But that's beside the point. Come on, you have to have something on that little hard drive of yours.
Chloe: Actually, Clark's professor at CKU was doing some investigating on Luthorcorp.
Lois: Clark's professor?
Chloe: Yeah, he's, um ... writing a book. I actually followed him to a Luthorcorp warehouse downtown.
Lois: And what did you see?
Chloe: Nothing. Thanks to a little thing called security, I couldn't get anywhere near it.
Lois: Well, now you have your trusty sidekick along for the ride.
Chloe: Yeah?
Lois: Yeah.
Chloe: Let's go.
[ Rock music blaring ]
Man: Hey.
Lois: Maybe you can help me. I'm trying to find the highway, and I am completely lost.
Man: Hold on, I got a map.
Lois: Go.
Man: You know, this is a really nice car.
Lois: Yeah, it is, isn't it? You know, you can't fully appreciate a car like this unless you sit in it.
Man: Really?
Lois: Come on. Yeah.
Man: Okay.
Lois: Just for a minute. Go ahead.
Man: Oh-ho-ho!
Lois: Ready for this?
Man: Yeah!
Lois: It's amazing. If you look there, there's all sorts of really cool buttons. Um, okay, you have a pop-up thingy. Have a look. Yeah, you can put things like, I don't know ... breath mints, and, uh ... ... all sorts of stuff. ... Put a coffee mug ...
Man: How's the stereo?
Lois: It's fantastic. Turn it up. And, yeah, uh, well ...
Man: You know, I really got to get back to work.
Lois: [ Chuckles nervously ] Right. Okay. [ Chuckles ] I love a man in uniform .
Man #1: Hey! How'd you get in here? Attention, cobra-niner.
Man #1: This is three-four-niner. Come in.
Man #2: We have a security breach.
Lois: Hey! Ow!
[ Tires screech ]
Chloe: Thank you, Miss Andretti. Let's go.
[ Tires screech ]
Clark: There's got to be a way to save my mom. There must be. I'll do anything.
Milton: There is one option, but I wouldn't recommend it.
Clark: What is it?
Milton: [ Sighs ] No matter how malevolent he is, Jor-El still represents your only connection with your past.
Clark: Just tell me what it is.
Milton: The only way to save your mother is to destroy the fortress. Jor- El's will is controlling her virus through the crystals. If you bring down his fortress, you will save your mother from his grip.
Clark: All he's ever done is try to ruin my life.
Milton: Sadly, that was his legacy on Krypton, as well.
Clark: I want him gone.
Jonathan: If anyone is strong enough to get through this ... it's you, sweetheart. You can't give up. You can't give up.
[ Knock on door ]
Jonathan: I'll be right back.
Chloe: Mr. Kent, I'm so sorry, but I have to find Clark.
Jonathan: He's not here, Chloe.
Chloe: He's not with his professor, is he?
Jonathan: Uh, yeah, they went to the cave.
Chloe: I've got to get to him. Okay, Milton Fine is not your ordinary PhD.
Jonathan: We know all about him. He's trying to help with Martha.
[ Martha breathing shallowly ]
Chloe: I don't know how helpful he's actually gonna be.
Clark: I'll tear this place down, piece by piece. Just tell me where to start.
Milton: Right here. s*ab it into the console. It'll trigger a self-destruct mechanism, and Jor-El, and his fortress, will be forever gone.
Clark: What is it?
Milton: It was created to defeat your father, but Zod was a man of peace. He would only use it as a last resort. There was never a chance.
Clark: There is now. You will never hurt my family again.
[ Glass shatters ]
[ Rumbling ]
Milton: I couldn't have done it without you. You're the only one who could affect the fortress. Now that you've accomplished your task, you're nothing more than a petty annoyance.
Clark: The meteor rock. You're not even Kryptonian, are you?
Milton: I was created by a Kryptonian, but I'm a whole lot smarter.
[ Clark Groans ]
Milton: You are free, General Zod!
Clark: Zod?
Milton: The one true Kryptonian. Finally he will rid this febrile planet of the scourge of humans, and create Krypton here on Earth.
Clark: Everything you said to me was a lie! You weren't talking about Jor-El. You really were talking about Zod! Jor-El didn't infect my mother, did he? You did!
Milton: To think that you would sacrifice your Kryptonian heritage for a single h*m* sapien. You are a pitiful disgrace. Goodbye, Kal-El. Welcome to our new home, General Zod.
Chloe: Clark? Clark!
[ Rumbling continues ]
[ Clark groans ]
[ Crashes ]
Clark: Chloe ... Ugh!
[ Clanks ]
[ Martha gasps ] Oh, my God! [ Laughs ]
Jonathan: It's gone.
[ Both laugh ]
[Shelby barks ]
Martha: Hey, you.
Clark: Mom, you okay?
Martha: Yeah. It's amazing how wonderful a rain storm smells when you think you'll never smell one again.
Clark: I can't imagine what it would be like if you were gone.
Martha: The hardest thing in life is losing the people you love, but you'd learn to move on ... we all do.
Clark: It wouldn't be easy. Dad's given me so much, I could never measure. But you're my heart, my soul.
Martha: Well, I ... I don't plan on going anywhere for a long, long time.
Clark: Good.
Chloe: You know, next time I head up North, I've got to remember to pack a parka.
Clark: How'd you get up there, anyway?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] You left your key in the cave. Seriously, Clark, you've got to be more careful. I mean, if I can get up there, anyone can.
Clark: You know, Professor Fine said that human beings were insignificant and couldn't be depended on. He obviously didn't know you very well.
Chloe: Please. Robo-Professor knows as much about human nature as R2-D2. What was he, anyway? I mean, I saw him materialize from a bunch of nuts and bolts that spilled out of the spaceship.
Clark: I guess he was some sort of Kryptonian artificial intelligence.
Chloe: So what did he want with you?
Clark: He wanted me to help him free a rebel Kryptonian named Zod. What I still don't understand is how you got onto Fine's trail.
Chloe: You're not gonna like this very much. Lionel Luthor gave me the lead.
Clark: Lionel? How'd he know about Fine?
Chloe: I have no clue. But I hope he doesn't know about the spaceship. You know, Clark, you should really get ahold of that thing before somebody else beats you to it.
Clark: There's a problem. I checked out that warehouse you told me about. The ship's gone.
Chloe: Well, master of the shell game must have moved it.
Clark: Or ...
Chloe: Or what?
Clark: Or I have a bigger problem than I thought.
[ Door opens ]
Lionel: Lex. Your message sounded urgent. You all right?
Lex: I thought you were past your kleptomania stage, Dad, but I guess old habits die hard.
Lionel: If you are accusing me of some sort of thievery, I assure you, son, I have no interest in your little baubles and trinkets.
Lex: You sure seemed interested in what used to be in my warehouse. What'd you do ... pay off my security, bribe my scientists?
Lionel: You're telling me you, uh, misplaced your most prized possession? Oh, Lex. Lex, how many times have I told you? If you don't keep a watchful eye on the things you value, one day they will disappear.
Lex: I want it back now!
Lionel: I wish I could oblige, but, sadly, I had nothing to do with this unfortunate heist.
Lex: I don't know what happened to you in that meteor shower, Dad, but I think you're more connected to what was in that warehouse than I ever realized.
Lionel: Please be careful, Lex. You're a fragile man. I don't want to see you shattered again by your delusions ...
[ Lionel plays three notes ]
Lois: Tell me you've managed to dig up at least a speck of dirt on Lex. I'll take an unpaid parking ticket at this point.
Chloe: I told you, Lois, Lex keeps his dirty laundry in a cast-iron hamper.
Lois: Look, I might have done this at first because of pride, but as I started thinking about it, I started to worry, "What would Lex Luthor do with the power of public office?" You know, before we know it, he's gonna try to rule the world.
Chloe: Well, if you're that worried about it, why don't you do something?
Lois: I plan to, but the one thing I plan on not doing is poking around inside his warehouses. I can't believe after that whole "Charlie's Angels" escapade, all you found in there was a bunch of fertilizer.
Chloe: It wasn't a complete waste of time.
Lois: No? What did we manage to do besides put a scratch on my brand-new car?
Chloe: You got to experience the chills and thrills of journalism.
Lois: Thanks, but no thanks. I don't know how you do it, chasing story after story that only leads to d*ad ends. I'd never be able to let go.
Chloe: That's usually how it starts.
Jonathan: Hey. I know how hard all this has been on you. How you holding up?
Clark: I just don't know how I could be so gullible. I believed everything he said.
Jonathan: I would've done the same thing, son. You were trying to save your mother. Luckily she's safe now. I think the best thing we can do is just put all this behind us and move on with our lives, don't you?
Clark: I'm not so sure. Jor-El's warning is still out there.
Jonathan: [ Sighs ] Clark ... your mother's virus was caused by Fine, not by Jor-El. He hasn't done anything yet and ... for all we know, he might never do anything.
Clark: Dad, we both know that Jor-El's not the type to just let things go.
Jonathan: Clark, when it comes down to it, none of us are gonna be around forever. Now, we can't dwell on that. I think the trick is to just live your life to its fullest, make sure you spend as much time as you possibly can ... with the people you love.
Clark: You're right.
Jonathan: Yeah. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x08 - Solitude"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on December 8, 2005
Granville, Kansas
Christmas Eve
Lex pulls up in a dark alleyway and exits his car. He enters a door and finds Griff stting in a tunnel.
Griff: Ho, ho, ho, Lex.
Lex: Is there any reason we couldn't have met at the mansion?
Griff: I don't make house calls. If you wanna utilize my skills, you come to me. That is if you really wanna bring down Jonathan Kent.
Lex: Then, I'm assuming you have some sort of grenade to launch at him.
Griff: Not yet, but I will. I'll either find it or operate it. It's the pitfall of being in the public eye. So, what's printed about a man is gospel. It doesn't matter if it's fact or not.
Lex: Give me twenty-four hours.
Griff: Your old man wouldn't hesitate.
Lex: Before I go down the path you are proposing, I wanna consider all my options.
Griff: What's the matter, Lex? Holiday spirit got you all sentimental.
Lex: If my father gets wind that we've met, you're not going to make it to Christmas, Griff.
Lex walks back out to his car and two muggers show up; a guy and girl.
Guy: Well, well, looks like Santa Claus came to town after all.
Lex: I'm not looking for trouble.
Guy: C'mon, man! I ain't playing. Give me your keys!
Lex: Take it easy, take it easy.
Guy: Give me your keys now! And the watch!
As Lex is taking off his watch, the girl sh**t him twice. Lex falls to the ground and instantly waks up in the bright morning, in a strange bed. He looks around and sees Lana sleeping next to him.
Lex[whispering]: Lana.
At that, a young boy, Alex, runs into the room and jumps onto the bed.
Alex: Breakfast!
Lex: Whoa! Who are you?
Lana: Honey, you did promise him.
Alex: Come on!
Lex: Whoa! I don't remember. What happened?
Lana silences him with a kiss.
Alex: Come on, Dad! Let's go!
Lana: Pancakes. You promised Alex pancakes, and then you were going to go shopping for a tree.
Lex studders, confused.
Lana: No, don't. Don't complain to me. You're the one who always waits 'til Christmas Eve to get it.
Alex: Dad, let's go! Come on, Dad!
Lana gets out of bed and Lex notices there is something different about her.
Lex: Honey, you're pre ... -
Lana takes Alex's hand.
Lana: Alex, come on, honey. Let's get you dressed.
Alex and Lana walk out of the room.
Alex: Dad and me are gonna get the best tree ever!
Lana [correcting him]: Dad and I...
Lex gets up and lifts his shirt, revealing two scars: one from a surgery and next to it, one from a b*llet.
Lex: What happened? Where am I?
He walks into the bathroom and opens the medicene cabinet. When he shuts it, he's suprised to see a red-haired woman in the mirror.
Lex: Mom? But, you're ... -am I d*ad?
Lillian: No, Lex. You're still very much alive.
Lex: Then, how...I'm dreaming.
He splashes water on his face.
Lillian: It's not a dream, Lex. This is your life.
Lex: Then, I don't understand. This can't be. It isn't real.
Lillian: It is real, Lex. As real as you want it to be. All of this can be your's if you make the right choices.
Lex: All of this? What do you mean? What are you talking about?
He turns around to find his mother is gone.
Cut to the present day. Lex is lying in the alleyway, unconcious.
[Opening Credits]
At the Kent home, Martha is baking in the kitchen. She takes the cookies out of the oven and Jonathan attempts to take one, burning himself.
Jonathan: Ow!
Martha: Serves you right. These are for the party. Besides, we have enough politicians with their hands in the cookie jar.
Jonathan: Martha, look, I know you're not sold on the idea of me running for state senate ... -
Martha: Not sold would be an understatement.
Jonathan: But, it is Christmas Eve, see? Can we please not talk about that? Please, please...
They kiss and he reaches around her, grabbing a cookie.
Martha: Hey, hey, hey, you cheater!
Jonathan: I just want one.
Cut to Lana putting the angel on top of the Kent's Christmas tree.
Lana: There. She's perfect.
Clark: Yes, she is.
They kiss.
Lana: It's usually just me and Nell at Christmas, with lots of tensil and an artificial tree. Thank you, Clark. Thank you for saving me from another plastic store-bought holiday.
Clark: You're welcome.
They move in to kiss, but Clark's phone rings, interrupting them. The ringtone is "Jingle Bells".
Lana: Tell her Merry Christmas for me.
She walks off.
Clark: Hi, Chloe.
Chloe: Clark, I've got a problem. Meet me at the Planet. I need your help.
Cut to Smallville Medical center. Lex is being wheeled in in a stretcher.
Emt: Multiple g*n wound. Shoulder, mid-abdomen, no apparent exit wound.
Doctor: Mr. Luthor, can you hear me? Mr. Luthor, squeeze my hand if you can hear me.
The doctor shines a light in his eye.
Cut to the future. Lex and Lana's house. Day.
Lana: Alexander! Hey, hey! Wait for your father.
Lex comes out of the house carrying a car seat.
Lana: Try to be back by six so we can make it to the Kent's party.
Lex: The Kents?
Lana: And this year, try and remember that we're on a budget.
Lex: What? We have a buget?
Lana: Lex, it's been seven years since your father cut up your platinum card. I think it's about time to embrace the middle class lifestyle.
Alex: Daddy! Daddy! Let's go!
Lex: Seven years? Seven years...I don't...
He inexpertly shoves the car seat into the back of the car.
Lana: Okay. Here, you know what? Let me do that. One of these days, you're going to figure out how to do this and hopefully it's before your new little girl arrives. Alex, in ya go.
Alex: Yeah!
Lana: I'm sorry about the whole budget thing. I know that you only over spent because you want the best for us. It's part of why I love you so much.
She kisses him.
Alex waves at Lex and Lex waves back. He then gets in and adjusts the seat, which is too close to the wheel. Alex burps, then laughs.
Cut to the Christmas tree lot. Lex and Alex are looking up at a nice, large tree.
Alex: Wow.
Lex: Wow is right. Lana said ... -your mom said ... -Clark!
He sees Clark and Chloe and runs to them.
Lex: Hey! You have no idea how happy I am to see the two of you.
Chloe: Are you a father again?
Lex: Ah, no. Not yet. I was just ... -
Alex comes running toward them.
Alex: Uncle Clark! Uncle Clark! Make me fly!
Clark: Hey!
He picks Alex up and they play that Alex is flying.
Clark: I missed you! I'm sorry I haven't been around lately. Things have been crazy at the Planet.
Chloe, to Lex:Yeah, don't let his "things have been crazy" line fool you. He's been promoted.
Clark: Yeah! Now I'm a full-fledged reporter.
Chloe: I've got some pretty big news too.
Lex: Okay.
Chloe: My book's being published in January.
Lex: Wow, that's great.
Chloe: Yeah, they loved the idea of a Luthor Corp. exposé, complete with an anonymous tell-all source. Thank you. So much. (She hugs him and whipsers in his ear.) I couldn't have done it without you, Lex.
Clark: Alright, Miss. Did-I-Mention-That-My-Book-Is-About-To-Be-Published. Let's get your tree and get outta here.
Clark: Bye, Alex.
Chloe: Bye, Alex. Bye, Lex.
Clark: See ya, Lex. See you tonight.
Lex: Yeah. See you.
Alex: Dad! (He points to a fine looking tree.) This one's awesome!
Cut to the present day. Lex is lying unconcious in bed. The nurse is injecting something into his I.V. Lionel enters.
Lionel: What happened? What's wrong with my son?
Nurse: Just a minute.
Lionel: Where' the doctor?
Doctor: Mr. Luthor, I'm Dr. Scanlan.
Lionel: What's happening, Doctor?
Doctor: Your son's been sh*t.
Lionel: sh*t?
Doctor: His life is no longer in danger; I'm afriad Lex is going to be paralyzed from the waist down. Your son's internal bleeding created a bloodclot that is pressing on his spinal cord. If we could relieve the pressure, we ... -
Lionel: If? No, we are going to do it. (He begins dialing numbers on his cell phone.) Doctor, now.
Doctor: Mr. Luthor, Lex hasn't s*ab yet. An operation at this stage could k*ll him.
Lionel: My son is going to walk again, Doctor. (To the person on his cell) Get me Dr. Litvack.
Cut to the Daily Planet.
Chloe: So, then they put me in charge and I've actually got a really great responce. I mean, I have doubled the number of Toys for Tots the Planet collected last year.
Clark: Okay, so what's the problem?
Chloe: Well, the presents need to be delivered tonight and the teamsters are on strike ... -on Christmas Eve.
Clark: So, instead of Fedex, you called me?
Chloe: I do realize it's a lot to ask, but I mean, you do run faster than a speeding b*llet and I know you don't want to dissappoint all of those underprivelaged children.
Clark: You didn't have to go there.
Chloe: Well, you know, it's true. I mean, you'd be helping out a really great cause. Not to mention, saving my career.
Clark: It's just that I promised Lana I would ... -
Chloe: Yeah, I'm sure she'll understand or, at least, she'll understand whatever you tell her. Please.
Clark: Alright.
Chloe: Yay!
Clark: I'll deliver a few on my way to the party.
Chloe: You're my hero! I knew you'd come through. Okay.
She opens up the doors to the basement to reveal thousands upon thousands of toys.
Clark: Chloe, this isn't Toys for Tots, it's Toys R Us. How many are there?
Chloe: A couple of thousand, give or take. Now, I Map Quested these addresses. The sooner you get started, the better. (She puts a Santa hat on him.) Here comes Santa Claus!
She takes a picture of him and laughs.
Cut to Clark delivering presents. We see a bird's eye view of the streets of Metropolis. Clark is zooming from building to building. At one house, a little girl discovers him putting presents under the tree.
Girl: You're not Santa Claus.
Clark: Yes, I am. (He puts the Santa hat back on.) I'm the new and improved model.
Girl: Liar. You can't be Santa; he is!
She points out the window to a Santa on a nearby roof. He is drinking and dangerously close to the edge.
Clark superspeeds up to where Santa is.
Clark: Are you alright? You're a little close to the edge, aren't you?
Santa: Makes it easier to jump.
He looks at Clark, who takes off his Santa hat.
Clark: Yeah, I guess it does, doesn't it? Mind if I sit?
Santa: Sit free, whatever. You want a drink?
Clark: No, thanks. Why don't you have a seat? You can always jump later.
Santa: Yeah, I guess you're right. After all, it's not like I have somewhere to be.
Clark: Listen, I dont' wanna be nosy, but I was just wondering, Santa, what're you doing up here? I mean, why are you going to jump?
Santa: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't. You can't, can you? You got a good look at the world lately? It's all take, take, take and bitch, bitch, bitch. What happened to Christmas? Peace on Earth, goodwill to men? I'll tell you something: the spirit of Christmas is d*ad! and it's going to take a lot more than Santa Claus to revive it.
Cut to Smallville medical Centeer. Night. The Doctor and nurse are in Lex's room.
Doctor: Increase his liquids and give him eight miligrams of Decadron.
Lionel enters.
Lionel: The only thing you have to give my son, Dr. Scanlan, is whatever is medically necessary to have him moved.
He hands the doctor the papers.
Lionel: I am having Lex air-lifted to the Davis Clinic in Metropolis for immediate surgery. There neurosurgeon is standing by.
Doctor: Mr. Luthor, I can't condone this!
Lionel: You don't have to. (To Lex) Listen to me, you are going to walk, son.
Cut to the future. Lex and Alex are driving home with the tree. They pull up in the driveway and Lana comes out to greet them.
Alex: Mommy! Come see! It's a beauty, isn't it, Dad?
Lana looks at Lex.
Lex: I know what you're thinking.
Lana: That you've given into your son again? That you're spoiling him?
Lex: Exactly, and I can certainly understand how you reached that conclusion. The thing is: this tree is for me. Lana, I don't know if I've ever told you this, but after my mom died, my father didn't allow Christmas to be celebrated in our house. It was a very bleak, very lonley time for me, and when I saw this tree, I knew it was exactly like the ones I dreamed about all the years I couldn't have one. Some how, it represented all the Christmases I'd missed. Can you understand that?
Lana: Of course I can, honey; it's the same thing you tell me every year.
They hug.
Cut to Lana opening the doors for the guys.
Lana: Alright, let me get something to put on the floor before needles get everywhere.
Lex and Alex are dragging the tree inside.
Lex: Come on, muscles! Do I have to do this all by myself?
He walks to the livingroom and picks up a gift.
Lex: Hey, what's this?
Lana: Your father's secretary never does forget us.
Lex: Nah, this is a corperate gift. Not something from my father. I don't understand.
Lana: Lex, you know Christmas is just another opertunity for your father to ignore you. It's his way of showing you just how disappointed he is for you turning your back on what he thinks it means to be a Luthor, but as far as I'm concerned, getting sh*t was the best thing that ever happened to you. Coming that close to dying made you realize the things in your life that are important; made you the man you are today. The man that I married.
They kiss.
Cut to Lex being pushed in on stretchers in the hospital.
Cut to the rooftop where Clark is talking Santa.
Santa: Now, let me get this straight. You gave up your first Christmas with the girl you loved since you spied on her with your telescope to deliver these gifts?
Clark: Yeah, well, I mean, I wasn't spying. Look, I wasn't the only one. My friend Chloe ... -she gave up her plans too. I mean, someone had to do it, otherwise those kids wouldn't have gotten their presents. They're the ones who really need them.
Santa: So, the two of you decided to play Santa Claus? I guess I was wrong. The spirit of Christmas isn't d*ad after all.
He stands up.
Clark: You sure you're alright?
Santa: I am now. (He looses his balance and falls off the roof.) Whoa!
Clark superspeeds down the side of the building and catches him and his bottle of liqour.
Santa takes the bottle and walks down the street.
Santa: Ho, ho, holy cow!
Clark: Merry Christmas.
In the surgery, the doctor is giving orders about what they will be doing.
Doctor: We'll begin by collapsing the left lung, followed by a left-sided throracodomy. Merry Christmas, everyone. Now, cue the carols. I'm about to perform a miracle.
Cut to the future. Clark opens the front door.
Clark: The party can officially begin. The Luthors are here. Merry Christmas, Lana.
They hug.
Lana: Merry Christmas, Clark.
Clark: Lex, Merry Christmas.
They hug.
Lex: Merry Christmas.
Lex and Lana walk into the livingroom. Jonathan walks up to them.
Jonathan: Lex, just the man I was looking for. Lana, you look beautiful.
He kisses her cheek.
Lana: Thank you.
Jonathan: And just about due, I might add.
Lana: Only a few more weeks now, Senator.
Chloe: Hi, Lex.
Lex: Hi.
Chloe: Merry Christmas.
They kiss.
Martha: Merry Christmas, Lana.
Lana: Thank you.
Martha: Lex, honey.
She kisses him.
Chloe: Come on, Lana! Let's go get some punch!
Jonathan, to Lex: Hey, come here. [He pulls Lex off to the side] Look, I probably shouldn't be showing you this, but being state senator does have it's advantages, like an advanced notice from the governor.
He opens a silver box which contains a plaque reading: The Kansas Humanitarian Award.
Jonathan: Lex, I never actually thought I would say this, but I couldn't be more proud of you if you were my own son.
Lex: Mr. Kent ... Jonathan, I don't know what to say.
Jonathan: Let's tell everybody, shall we? Come on. (To the room at large he says) Everybody, grab a drink. Come on! Grab a glass, listen up here. (He takes some champagne from the waiter) Thank you. Now, uh, Ladies and gentlemen, I have it on very good authority that this year's Kansas humanitarian award is going to be given to our very own Lex Luthor. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Lex Luthor ... -the finest man I know.
The growd claps.
Crowd: Cheers!
Cut to the porch were Lex is standing, talking to Lillian.
Lex: I can't remember ever being this happy. This has been the best day of my life. Thank you.
Lillian: It doesn't have to end, Lex. Every day could be this wonderful. I told you, this is the life you could have, the life you can have, Lex.
Lex: This is what I want. What do I have to do?
Lillian: You just have to make the right decision, Lex. Follow your heart, not your ambitions.
Lex: What decision? What are you talking about?
Clark: Lex, who are you talking to?
Lex: No one, or possibly myself. I really don't know anymore. I guess I'm just sorta contemplating this evening.
Clark: Yeah, well, holidays will do that to you.
Lex: You know, my life hasn't turned out at all the way I planned and yet, I've never been happier.
Clark: Lex, you have a wonderful life and every reason to be happy: a beautiful wife, a great son, and a baby on the way.
Lex: Something I still can't quite believe: me and Lana. Now, how the hell did that happen?
Clark: I dunno. You became the kind of man she could love.
Lex: You mean the kind of man you've always been.
Clark: And Lex, you offered her something I didn't.
Lex: What held you back, Clark? I mean, I know you love her ... loved her.
Clark: I don't know. I guess I just wasn't ready, Lex. Maybe I never will be, but I am glad that you and Lana ended up together and we've been able to remain such good friends.
Lex: Thank you.
Martha runs up.
Martha: Lex, come quickly. It's Lana.
Cut to the present day in Lex's O.R.
Doctor: Suction.
Nurse: Suction.
Doctor: Yeah, I need more suction and give me more exposure.
Nurse: Right away. 02675, he's in defib.
Doctor: We're losing him.
Nurse: I'll get a cart.
Doctor: Come on, people. Get it together!
Cut to the future. Lex and Lana's daugther is born. Lex, Lana, and the baby are in the delivery room.
Lex, to Lana: You did it. You were great.
Nurse: Merry Christmas. You're the parents of a beautiful baby girl.
She hands the baby to Lex.
Lex: She's perfect. What an amazing Christmas gift, Lana. Thank you.
He places the baby in Lana's arms.
Lana: Well, you did a little bit. (To the baby) Hi, hi little girl. You're so beautiful.
Lex and Lana share a smile.
Lex: Wow.
The expression on Lana's face changes and she starts gasping.
Lex: Lana. Honey, are you okay? Nurse!
Nurse: h*m*. We need to start transfusing.
She takes the baby from Lana.
Lex: What's happening? What's wrong?
Nurse: Somebody get him out of here.
Lex: Lana!
He is shut out of the room.
Nurse: Start an I.V. push. Let's get her into the O.R. now!
Later, Lex is pacing out in the hallway. The nurse enters.
Nurse: Mr. Luthor.
Lex: How is she?
Nurse: I'm sorry, but your wife as lost a lot of blood. We're trying to control it, but ... -
Lex: There's gotta be something you can do.
Cut to the Luthor mansion. Lionel is sitting at the desk in the study. Lex enters.
Lex: Dad, I need your help.
Lionel: I don't doubt it. Why else would you be here Christmas Eve?
Lex: It's Lana, Dad. They started transfusions, but we need to get her to a specialist. There's a surgeon in Metropolis at the Davis Clinic.
Lionel: Oh, Lex. What a sorry situation you've gotten yourself into.
Lex: I don't think you understand. My wife is dying and I need the helojet to save her.
Lionel: I understand you perfectly. You turned your back on me seven years ago and now you need my help, so now you have no problem banging on my door, begging for favors in the name of family.
Lex: We're talking about Lana! I know we've had our differences, but in my wife ... -she's the mother of your grandchildren.
Lionel: How can I have grandchildren? I don't have a son.
Lex: You ba ... -you can save her!
Lionel: No, Lex. I'm not gonna do that. Don't you understand that every decision you've made as brought you to this moment? Begining that day seven years ago in the hospital when you decided to forfeit the state senate race to Jonathan Kent. I told you this would happen. I warned you, but you chose to give up your family, and when you made that decision, you gave up the money and power that would have enabled you to save your wife. Pathetic. You said that you didn't want to be a Luthor, that you wanted instead to be free, to live happily ever after. Go on, then, Lex. You better get back to her.
Cut to Lana's hospital room. Lex takes her hand and sits by her side.
Lex: Lana. Please, don't give up. Don't leave me.
Lana: Lex.
Lex: Hey.
He touches her cheek and she touches his.
Lana: You have to be strong, Lex. For Alexander, for Lily.
Lex: Lana, I love you. Maybe I tell you that all the time ... I don't know ... but, please listen to me. I mean it. I love you. I have always loved you.
Lana: I love you too, Lex Luthor. You're a good man. Don't ever change.
We see her hand slide down from his shoulder. Lex begins to cry. We see a hand on Lex's shoulder. He turns around.
Lex: What did you do to her? Why didn't you stop this? I thought you were showing me a better life!
Lillian: I was, Lex. I am.
Lex: A life where my wife dies? A life full of pain?!
Lillian: No, Lex ... -a life full of love.
Lex: Love? Everyone I have ever loved has died. First Julian, then you, and now Lana is d*ad and I couldn't do anything to stop it!
Cut to the present day. Lex sits up in his hospital bed, gasping.
Lionel: Lex! Son!
Lex: Lana!
Lionel: I'm here. You're in Metropolis, Lex, at the Davis Clinic. You've been sh*t, but you're gonna be alirght.
At the Daily Planet, Chloe is typing on her computer.
Santa: Merry Christmas, Chloe.
Chloe: Santa?
Santa: Suit gave me awway, huh?
Chloe: What do you want?
Santa: I met a friend of your's, young Clark Kent. He told me what you two were doing, how you were giving up yoru respective Christmas Eves. I figured you could use a little help.
Chloe: Shouldn't you be, you know, standing on a street corner with a bell?
Santa: Come on, let me give you two a hand, take a little of the pressure off. I'm familiar with the job, you know.
Chloe: I don't know.
Santa: Give me a chance. Worst case scenario, I make off with a few free squirt g*n.
Chloe: Well, we could definitely use all the help we can get, and no one can accuse you of being a scab in a Santa outfit. (She walks over to the desk.) Alright, um, I organized the addresses from east west, so if you just ... -
She turns around to find Santa and all of the toys gone.
Cut to Lex's hospital room. Lex is lying in bed. Lionel enters.
Lionel: Lex, you wanted to talk to me? Whatever it is, son, it can wait 'til you are stronger.
Lex: You're right. I should probably be resting. After all, I did just undergo a life-thr*at operation. Dr. Litvack told me the odds of survival I had going into surgery. Pretty wreckless roll of the dice, don't you think?
Lionel: On the contrary, son. What I did may appear callus, but opting for my son to have surgery was a deliberate decision.
Lex: But, it wasn't your decision to make, was it? You went against the doctor's advice. Not because you wanted to save me, but because you couldn't bear having a cripple for a son.
Lionel: You may hate me for taking the risk, but I had to make a choice and you're alive and you can walk. I had to give you that chance.
Lex: And what if I hadn't made it? How would you have justified your decision then? How dare you play God with my life?
Cut to the Kent farm. The dog is eating some cookies off the tray and Jonathan stops him.
Jonathan: Hey, hey, no! Come on. Come one. Outside.
Martha and Lana are serving snacks to people and Clark and Chloe are off on the edge of the room, chatting.
Chloe: So, then I turned back around and your tubby little miscreant was gone, along with all the toys.
Clark: Yeah right. The same guy? The drunk Santa? The guy who I just talked off of the roof of a building?
Chloe: Yes, honestly, Clark. I mean, I'm sure that I was tired enough to imagine Santa, but there is no way I could've dreamed away all of those whiffle balls and Gameboys. Maybe he really is...
Clark: Yeah right.
Chloe: Come on, Clark. There's a chance.
Martha: Look, everybody! It's snowing! Oh, we're going to have a white Christmas after all!
Everyone goes outside to look at the snow.
Chloe: Oh my God.
Clark: Merry Christmas, Lana.
Lana: Merry first Christmas together, Clark. The first of many.
Cut to Lex's hospital room. He is looking out the window at the snow.
Lex: I thought you didn't make house calls.
Griff: Giving the circumstances, I made an exception.
Lex: Ah, not to worry, Griff. We Luthors are made of pretty tough and definitely expensive material.
Griff: Are you sure your morphine drip isn't turned up too high?
Lex: Well, it's not everyday one has a near death experience. And it's true, much like Ebenezer Scrooge, I realized that what I want more than anything is to live happily ever after, and do you know what the secret to happiness is? Power, money, and power. See, once you have those two things, you can secure everything else and keep it that way.
Griff: So, what am I doing here, Lex?
Lex: I want you to pull the pin on that grenade. Find it, fake it, do whatever it takes to knock Jonathan Kent out of the race. I wanna be Senator. I want it all.
Griff: Consider it done. Merry Christmas.
Lex is looking out the window in which we see a reflection of a sad-looking Lillian.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x09 - Lexmas"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on January 12, 2006
[ Marching band plays, cheering ]
[ Cheering ] Crowd: Can't b*at Kent! Can't b*at Kent!
Announcer: And now the next senator of the state of Kansas ... Mr. Jonathan Kent!
[ Cheering ]
Jonathan: Wow. Thank you. Thank you. Really, thank you. Thank you all very much for coming out here this evening. I'm quite sure that many of you had more important things to do tonight than come out and listen to some farmer talk about the importance of corn subsidies.
[ Laughter ]
Jonathan: Um ... when I told my family that I had indeed decided to run against Lex Luthor, they were surprised, to say the least. I don't think they really understood ... why I want to run or why this is so very important to me. But the truth is actually ... it's actually very simple. The courage to help all Kansans, whether they're rich ... or whether they're poor, and do my very best to put the heart back in the heartland.
[ Cheering ]
Jonathan: Thank you.
[ Silenced g*n ]
Man: Mr. Luthor, this is your itinerary for tomorrow.
Lex: Push the mayor lunch and get me a photo op at the hospital.
Man: Yes, sir.
Lex: The nurses union is key in the 49th. One more thing, I need the new poll numbers from last night.
Man: Yes, sir. Central Kansas students for Lex Luthor, sir.
You have ... five minutes, tops.
Lex: Thucydides said, "We are either kings among men ... or the pawns of kings." The fact that you're here demonstrates that you strive for the former. The youth vote is stronger than we ever expected, and I have you to thank for that. But we cannot afford to be complacent. Great leaders are forged from those who see beyond the boundaries ... who go beyond the extra mile. They go the extra 10. Defeat is not an option.
[Applause ]
Lex: Thank you.
Samantha: Samantha drake ... President of Students for Lex Luthor.
Lex: Well, then, I should thank you personally for my spike in the MTV vote.
[ Man clears throat ]
Samantha: Such an honor to finally meet you. I know this is kind of geeky, but I'd be so psyched if I could get my picture taken with you.
Lex: Well, anything I can do to keep up morale with the troops.
[ Chuckles ]
Samantha: Excuse me. Thank you. Could you get the picture in the background? That's the one your father gave you after you closed the Metrotech deal, isn't it?
Lex: Well, it looks like you've done your homework, Miss Drake.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
Lex: [ Laughs ] Thank you very much.
Samantha: I used to wear a cross.
Man: Sir? The limo is waiting.
Lex: Thank you very much.
[ Cellphone rings ]
Lex: This is Lex.
Griff: You wanted a grenade to throw in the Kent camp? I got an atomic b*mb.
Lex: This isn't a secure line.
Griff" Just meet me at Rampart and Broadway.
Lionel: Atomic warfare? A little overdramatic for local politics, isn't it?
Griff: I got no problems ending this conversation right now.
Lionel: I believe in the political w*apon trade, the deal usually goes to the highest bidder. Thank you.
[ Jonathan sighs ]
Lois: Is this for real?
Jonathan: Oh, uh, Sosnick had it all trucked up from Metropolis.
Lois: I keep expecting some mobster with a carnation to step out of the shadows and plug me.
[ Jonathan laughs ]
[ Martha sighs ]
Jonathan: Wow.
Martha: You have to admit, it's ... it's not exactly us.
Clark: Dad, are you sure this guy knows what he's doing?
Jonathan: Clark, Sosnick helped Jack win five elections. I'm sure he knows more about this stuff than we do.
Lois: If you ask me, I think he's trying to turn you into a Luthor.
Sosnick: Is there a problem?
Lois: Yeah, I was just wondering if you've ever actually met the Kents. The reason somebody is gonna vote for Mr. Kent is because they relate to him, and who is gonna believe that he supports local farmers when he looks like some big business blowhard ... no offense, Mr. Kent ... who wants to buy them out?
Sosnick: Well, that's called bridging the demo gap, dear.
Lois: Oh, and does bridging that gap also include misquoting your candidate?
Jonathan: Wait a minute. It says, "Jonathan Kent is quoted as saying, 'it is possible to serve corporate interest and maintain the public welfare.'" I never said that.
Sosnick: I did.
Jonathan: You did?
Sosnick: Yes. Look, this whole John Boy thing ... don't get me wrong. You're very good at it. It may win over the cowpokes, but there's a pool of voters that are more familiar with vente lattes than they are with digging postholes.
Jonathan: What I really need here is somebody who cares about what I believe in more than they care about winning a race. I'm sorry, but you got to go, Sosnick. You're fired.
Sosnick: Pack it up, guys.
Lois: Not that that didn't totally rock, Mr. Kent, but I have no idea how you're gonna find a replacement so quickly.
Jonathan: I do.
Lois: Oh, me? Um, what do I know about being a campaign manager?
Jonathan: What do I know about being a state senator?
[ Telephone ringing ]
Lois: Right.
Jonathan: I'll get it.
[ Ringing continues ]
Jonathan: Jonathan Kent.
Man: This is your last warning to drop out of the campaign.
Jonathan: I told you not to call here again.
[ Receiver clicks ]
Lois: [ Sighs ] Hey! What are you doing?
Samantha: Sorry, but CKU regulations dictate that all campaign materials can be no larger than 20x24.
Lois: Okay, Miss Over-Achiever, I think you're taking this campus-Gestapo thing way too seriously.
Samantha: The state's future depends on it, Miss Lane.
Lois: How do you know my name?
Samantha: Lex says, "Always know your enemy."
Lois: Leave it to Lex to treat this election like a hostile takeover, which is exactly what he's gonna do to the entire state, by the way.
Samantha: Progress requires sacrifices.
Lois: Mr. Kent is neck and neck with your fascist environmental annihilator.
Samantha: You heard what Lex said. True leaders see beyond boundaries. He set the bar. Now we need to raise it higher. Defeat is not an option.
[ Knock on door ]
Lana: Coming.
Clark: Hi.
Lana: Hi. Uh, looks like someone's had a long day of campaigning.
Clark: More like a long day of Lois.
Lana: Well, as much as I'd like to make a fool of myself at the ice rink, we could always stay in tonight.
Clark: Okay.
[ Lana chuckles ]
Lana: Ow!
Clark: What happened? Did I hurt you?
Lana: Unless you're the one who assigned six diagrams on planetary rotations. [ Sighs ]
Clark: You know, on second thought, maybe we should go.
Lana: Okay, this couldn't be more awkward ... but we haven't been together since I came to Met U.
Clark You mean, we haven't ... had ...
Lana: Sex. Clark, you can't tell me that you haven't noticed. [ Sighs ] Things between us haven't been the same since you miraculously came back from the d*ad.
Clark I know. Lana, I can't explain that anymore. It changed me.
Lana: Maybe I'll never understand what you went through. But you're still the same person, aren't you? Clark, I don't know. It just feels like you're afraid to touch me anymore. Did something happen? Clark? Okay, is this where I have to remind you that you're the one who said that we wouldn't keep things from each other anymore?
Clark [ Sighs ] Why is this about me? I mean, you're the one who pulled away first. You moved to Metropolis two weeks after we got together. And now you spend every moment with these books. Why astronomy?
Lana: It's homework.
Clark It's an obsession. And that thing about honesty ... it works both ways.
Lana: Nice deflection. [ Scoffs ] But I don't fall for that anymore. I gotta go get some air.
[ Chainsaw running ]
[ Chainsaw shuts off ]
Jonathan: Now, just who in the hell are you? Are you the one that's been callin' me? Hey! Are you the one that's been callin' me? You stay away from me and my family. Ugh! Ah!
[ Martha sighs ]
[ Footsteps ]
[ Martha gasps ]
Lionel: It's obviously true what they say. Behind every great man is a great woman. The campaign must be taking up a lot of your time.
Martha: Yes, it is, but fortunately Jonathan and I have a lot of help.
Lionel: Unfortunately, not enough to win. You know, uh, Lex is entering the last stretch of the campaign with infinite resources, and I believe you are down financially to ... nothing.
Martha: I'm glad to see you're finally behind your son, but I thought you knew me better than that, Lionel. I would never give upon my husband.
Lionel: You misunderstand me. Lex has deep pockets, and Jonathan needs at least the money to match that.
Martha: This is more than money to match. Ooh. We've run this campaign on his beliefs, and that's what's gonna win him the election. Jonathan would never accept this.
Lionel: I know. I, uh, fully expected Jonathan to barrel his way through the campaign fueled by blind idealism, but, uh, I was hoping you'd be more savvy. Perhaps you have your own personal reasons for wanting Jonathan not to win.
Chloe: So I know you didn't come by this late at night to drop off this press release. What happened?
Clark: [ Sighs ] Well, how far do you want to cross this friendship boundary?
Chloe: [ Laughs ] Since when did we have boundaries? All right, why don't you just leave out the details?
Clark: Well ... everything was fine between Lana and I when I was human. I mean, it was great.
Chloe: Okay, Clark.
Clark: But now that I have my abilities back, it's like our ... sex ... life ... has been on hiatus.
Chloe: Oh. Uhh ... [ Chuckles nervously ] I know I'm gonna regret asking this question, but, um ... why?
Clark: 'Cause it just takes some time for me to adjust my abilities to new ... situations.
Chloe: Wow, uh ... [ Chuckles ] Awkward factor eight.[ Chuckles ] Um ... so, basically, what you're saying is that you're afraid that, in the heat of the moment, you might ... please don't make me finish this sentence, Clark.
Clark: Well, see, that's the thing. I'm not sure what would happen. I mean, if I couldn't control myself ...
Chloe: OK, you know what, Clark? Right there? That's something that can never be unseen.
Clark: It's not funny.
Chloe: No, you're right. It's not. It's just that this ... this conversation definitely cements me as your Krypto-hag. Look, Clark ... [Chuckles] You can shake my hand without crushing it, right? And you don't exactly incinerate everyone you look at with your heat-vision thing. So it's pretty much the same thing, right? I mean ... metaphorically. But you didn't need me to tell you all this, so what gives?
Clark: [ Sighs ] I think I got used to lying Lana when were friends. Now it's different.
Chloe: Yeah. [Chuckles] You know, Clark, I'm playing my best zone defense, but I think you're in denial territory about what Lana knows. I mean, she's studying astronomy. The meteors, the fact that the undead topic comes up daily.
Clark: Well, I can't just tell her .It's too risky.
Chloe: Okay, fine, Clark. Then don't tell her about it, but your game needs to switch from defense to offense because, sooner or later, Lana's gonna start asking all the wrong people all the right questions.
Clark: Mom, you didn't say much on the ride home. Are you sure everything's okay?
Martha: Yeah, I'm ... I'm fine. I'll just be glad when the election is over.
[ Dog barking ] [ Dog growls ]
Martha: Shelby, hi! What's the matter? Huh? What's wrong?
[ Gasps ]
[ Gasps ]
Lois: I moved the rally to next week so Mr. Kent can recover. Or not.
Clark: Dad, what are you doing?
Jonathan: I can't let 'em stop me.
Lois: I will tell them the rally's a go again.
Martha: I thought the doctor said he was going to keep you overnight.
Jonathan: No, then they'd have exactly what they want.
Clark: Something tells me it's not the first time they've called.
Martha: Jonathan, how could you keep this from us? We're in this as a family.
Jonathan: Are we? You've never been happy about me running, and now I'm guessing you want me to quit.
Martha: Maybe you're willing to risk your life over this, but I don't think I'm willing to stand by and watch.
Jonathan: I have got to see this thing through, Martha.
Clark: "Do as I say, not as I do." Huh, Dad?
Jonathan: Look, I never taught you to buckle under pressure, especially not from Lex Luthor.
Clark: Lex? You think he'd go this far?
Jonathan: There's no limit to what Lex Luthor would do, son.
Lex: Clark. I heard what happened. I just wanted to make sure your father's okay.
Clark: Trust me, this is as close to my father as you want to get right now.
Lex: He thinks I was behind it, doesn't he?
Clark: What do you expect him to believe?
Lex: Maybe the truth. I issued a press release denouncing the att*ck and offered a reward for any information leading to the assailants' capture. I need you to believe me.
Clark: Lex, why is some state senate seat so important to you?
Lex: It's a stepping stone.
Clark: To what?
Lex: That's like Apollo asking Icarus why he's building wings. Look, Clark, you have everything you've ever wanted. I'm sorry if I'm still searching.
Clark: What if you don't win? What if you get to the capital and realize you still haven't found what you're looking for?
Lex: Well, there's always the White House. Look, I promise you, we're gonna find out who did this to your dad.
Samantha: Didn't work. We failed him. Well, now we know what we need to do, and I already have everything in place.
Boy #1: Samantha, chill out. We already went too far, and it totally backfired.
Boy #2: We need to turn ourselves in before somebody points a finger at Lex.
Samantha: Lex asked us to go the extra 10 miles. I'm the only one willing to do that.
Boy #1: What are you talking about?
Samantha: There is one thing that Kent can't bounce back from.
Boy #1: I'm going to the cops before this gets more out of control.
Samantha: Lex would have never ... given up that easily.
[ Clippers hum ]
Lex: I waited at the drop-off, but Griff never showed. Find out what happened to him. [ Scoffs ] I didn't, uh, recognize you for a moment.
Samantha: I wanted to show you how devoted I am to you.
Lex: [ Laughs ] Well, you certainly have. I have all the enabling devices I need, thank you. Though apparently I could use better security.
Samantha: Don't they always say never use your birthday as your security code? Or, more specifically ... your brother's?
Lex: Interesting choice of perfume.
Samantha: Hermes. It's your favorite. I know everything about you, Mr. Senator.
Lex: Senator? Now, aren't you a little ahead of yourself?
Samantha: Not now. Not with Jonathan Kent out of the picture.
Lex: I would never condone what happened to Mr. Kent.
Samantha: Of course not. You've got to distance yourself. It's like you said in the Herald article ... "Strike when you can but never leave yourself vulnerable."
Lex: Please tell me you weren't responsible for that att*ck.
Samantha: It's okay, Lex. I know what you want me to do, and I would never want you to take the fall for it.
Lex: You may have read everything about me, but don't assume you know me. I would never hurt the Kents.
Samantha: You're losing your edge, Lex.
Lex: And you've clearly gone over it. My security will escort you to the police station.
Samantha: You're just having a moment of weakness. That's why you need me.
Chloe: Lex Luthor going Godfather on your dad? I don't know, Clark. Lex seems like the kind of guy who lives for the fight as much as the victory.
Clark: Here's a list of all the calls logged on our phone today. My dad pawned that one off as a wrong number. It's blocked, but ...
Chloe: Uh, I'll let my fingers do the walking. Just give me a second. You know, it's not like your dad to keep something like this a secret.
Clark: He's kind of turned into a different person lately, like he's got something to prove to everyone.
Chloe: Maybe just his son.
Clark: What does running for senator have to do with me?
Chloe: Think about it, Clark. It must be kind of hard being a role model for a guy who pulls people out of a burning building and stops nuclear m*ssile all between chores and dinner.
Clark: No one's expecting him to do that.
Chloe: True, but it's not gonna stop him from trying. Oh, here we go. Let's see what we got. Great. The call was made from ... the "Students for Lex Luthor" office at CKU.
[ Marching band plays, cheering ]
Jonathan: "To do my part to put the heart back in the heartland."
Lois: Great closing line, Mr. Kent.
Jonathan: They're Martha's words, not mine. I just hope she shows up in time to hear me say them.
Lois: Are you sure you want to do this? I know that we have extra security and everything, but it's not too late to postpone.
Jonathan: Lois, what kind of a leader would I be if I let some pranksters make me back down, hmm?
Announcer: And now the next senator ...
Lois: Jacket?
Oh, yeah.
Announcer: ... Mr. Jonathan Kent!
Lois: You look wonderful: Jonathan: Hmm.
Lois: Knock them d*ad, boss.
Jonathan: Yeah.
Crowd: Can't b*at Kent! Can't b*at Kent! Can't b*at Kent!
[ Cheering ]
Jonathan: Wow. Thank you. Thank you. Really, thank you.
Lois: Excuse me? Hey.
Jonathan: When I told my family that I had indeed decided to run against Lex Luthor, they were surprised, to say the least. But their support has been unwavering. See, I've been inspired. I've been inspired by my son whose courage seems to know ...
Lois: Talk about an initiation gone wrong.
Samantha: Get up. Those basic-training skills are looking a little rusty. Like I said ... know your enemy.
Lois: Look, magna-cum-laude psycho ... you are not gonna sh**t Jonathan Kent.
Samantha: You're right. You are.
[ Cheering ]
Jonathan: In fact, it is because of my family that I have the courage to run at all. I don't think they really understood ... why I want to run or why this is so very important to me. But the truth is actually ... it's actually very simple. The courage to help all Kansans, whether they're rich ...
Lois: Nobody will ever believe I would sh**t Jonathan Kent.
Samantha: Really? Beautiful girl comes to live under his roof. His wife gets a little too busy at that coffee shop. Suddenly, he fires a seasoned political consultant and takes the girl on the campaign trail. Until it all goes wrong, and the spurned lover gets her revenge. Now just aim at Jonathan's head and sh**t. Didn't General Lane teach you anything?
Lois: Actually, he did.
[ g*n cocks ]
[ Cheering ]
[ Silenced g*n ]
[ Screaming ]
Man: Stay down, sir.
Jonathan: Martha?
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Don't sweat it, Smallville. Better late than never.
[ Samantha grunts ]
Lionel: "Regard your soldiers as your children, and they will follow you into the deepest valleys. Look on them as your own beloved sons ... "
Lex: "And they will stand by you even unto death." You know, you really don't have to quote "The Art of w*r" to me, Dad. I read it cover to cover three times before I finished high school. Although ... I still would have preferred a bike for my 14th birthday.
Lionel: Yes, well, despite your intense studies, it seems Jonathan Kent, after yesterday's theatrics, has surged ahead of you in the polls.
Lex: I didn't have anything to do with that.
Lionel: No, no, of course, you didn't. But it looks as though your disciples tried to follow in your footsteps. They have succeeded in creating quite a mess. How does it feel, Lex ... to have people worship you?
Lex: Being the idol for a cult of psychopaths isn't exactly a power trip, Da.
Lionel: Oh, but I suppose being a state senator would be. Isn't that why you're running for office?
Lex: You want to know the truth? I'm running because it's something I actually have to work for.
Lionel: [ Laughing ] Yes, and your noble efforts include employing hired g*n to dig up information about the Kents that could destroy them.
Lex: Well, so much for your fatherly pride and support in this campaign, huh, Dad? Griff's d*ad. His body turned up in the back alley of su1c1de Slums this morning, and somehow I don't think the Kents did it.
Lionel: Dangerous neighborhood, Lex.
Lex: Would it have k*lled you this one time to actually be on my side?
Lionel: You're slipping, son. First, Professor Milton Fine vanishes from your radar. Now Griff. It ... [ Sighs ] It might be time to dust this off.
Jonathan: All the teachers will be there?
Lois: Yes.
Jonathan: All right, great.
Lois: And here are the talking points for the teachers union.
Jonathan: Okay.
Lois: And don't forget ...
Jonathan: I know. I've got the firefighters' breakfast in the morning. Don't worry, Lois. I'm not gonna forget.
Lois: Mmm, firefighters. I think I might tag along for that one. There's got to be a few perks to this job.
[ Jonathan laughs ]
Martha: Good news.
Jonathan: Hmm?
Martha: You're up 10 points in the polls after the rally yesterday.
Jonathan: Wow! It looks like we could win this thing after all, huh?
[ Smooches ]I I got to run. Bye.
Lois: Bye.
Martha: It's great to see him so optimistic.
Lois: Yeah. I hate to be the one to burst his bubble.
Martha: What do you mean?
Lois: Lex is running 800 ads and dropping three mailers in the next two weeks. We may be ahead now, but that much coverage will make Mr. Kent a distant memory by election day. And ... as far as I can tell ...
Martha: We're out of money.
[ Sighs ] I've been trying to figure out how to tell him for a couple of days.
Lois: Well, if we don't find some major green, he can kiss that fancy leather chair at the capital goodbye.
Martha: There is one other option. But you have to promise me never to tell Jonathan.
[ Crickets chirping ]
Clark: Lana. I wasn't expecting to see you here.
Lana: I wasn't about to leave things the way they were. Look, Clark.
Clark: Look, Lana, I ... You were right. I was pulling away. It's because I've been wanting to be with you for so long ... but I feel like I'd just screw it up.
Lana: Clark, I would never let you go that easily. Maybe we just need to slow down and try and get back to where we were.
[ Sighs ]
Clark: I freak out.[ Chuckles ] I screw up, and I blame everything on you, and you forgive me ... no questions asked.
Lana: Maybe that's because it's not all your fault. What you said about me running off to Met U. and getting all caught up in my homework ... it's not entirely false. [ Sighs ] Clark, I've been studying the meteor showers.
Clark: You said you were gonna leave that in the past.
Lana: I know I did, and I tried to. But those meteors changed my life, and now with the second shower ... Clark, there is no way that they're random.
Clark: What are you saying?
Lana: Okay, well, you know that spacecraft that I saw during this last shower? Well, I was looking into the satellite imagery from the first meteor shower, the one that happened when we were kids, and there's something that doesn't crash the way the other meteors do. It, um ... Well, it kind of lands. Clark, what if a ship came down in the first meteor shower as well, and whoever was in it has been here with us this entire time?
Martha: Thank you for coming.
Lionel: It's my pleasure. I'm always here for you, Martha. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x10 - Fanatic"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on January 19, 2006
Luthor Mansion
Cut to Lex's office. We see a close up of a copy of the Smallville Ledger being dropped onto a table. The headline reads ‘State senate candidates neck and neck'. There are photos of Lex and Jonathan below it. Lex looks serious with his hands folded in front of him, Jonathan is smiling and waving.
Lex: Not exactly the kind of headline I was hoping for a week before the election.
He walks away from the table to stand behind his desk, passing his Aide.
Aide: [exasperated] No one's that squeaky clean. We'll find something to use against him.
Lex: You've obviously never met Jonathan Kent.
The doors to the office open
Voice: Mr. Luthor?
Lex looks up to see two Sheriffs, a man and a woman.
Sheriff Flynn: [Hand on his g*n in its holster] We need to get you out of here.
Lex: [walking around the desk] What's going on?
Officer Harris: There's been a b*mb thr*at. We need to evacuate the mansion.
Aide: [looks uncertainly at Lex] A b*mb?
Lex: [suspicious] My security didn't alert me about this.
He goes to the phone behind the desk and picks it up, turning his back to the Sheriff Officers, who look at one another before taking out their g*n and pointing them at him.
Aide: [putting his hands up] Uh, uh.. Lex?
Lex takes the phone from his ear and turns around to face the Sheriff Officers.
Sheriff Flynn: [as he and the officer Harris move towards Lex, g*n still drawn] You always gotta do things the hard way, don't you?
Lex: [calmly] Let me guess, you're not a cop.
Sheriff Flynn: [grimly] Not anymore.
Lex's Aide throws his briefcase at the Sheriff Officers and runs, but they recover and sh**t him several times in the back. Lex grabs a remote from his desk and presses a button, opening a hidden door in the wall. He runs towards it.
Sheriff Flynn: Stop him!
Officer Harris runs towards Lex, but not in time to stop him diving through the metal door into a panic room. There's no handle or way of opening it from the outside. Officer Harris gets to the door just before it closes properly and tries to keep it open, but can't. She bounces off it and smacks it in frustration. We see a wide sh*t of Sheriff Flynn and officer Harris standing in the now otherwise empty office.
Lex: [V.O.] At the risk of stating the obvious.
The two officers look around for the source of the voice, and we see Lex lit by a green light, speaking into the remote. More strip lights come on above his head as he speaks, revealing the interior of the small panic room.
Lex: But whatever game you think you're playing.. you just lost.
Sheriff Flynn: If you're trying the hardwire.
Lex sits down at desk in the panic room, in front several monitors showing green tinted security camera footage of the office.
Sheriff Flynn: Good luck. I cut it a half hour ago, right around the time I set up a wireless scrambler. Look's like the game's just started.
Lex: [speaking into the remote] What do you want?
Sheriff Flynn: [looking around the office] I'll give you a hint. It's big, metallic.. it came from outer space.
Lex: [into remote] I don't know what you're talking about.
Sheriff Flynn sees an ornate mask on the wall with a red Lex in its open mouth. He walks slowly towards it and we see him from Lex's Pov, on one of the monitors.
Sheriff Flynn: [getting closer to the camera] Sure you do.
Pointing his g*n directly at the security camera, we can see officer Harris with her g*n drawn and the Aide's body in the background.
Sheriff Flynn: I want that ship that landed in the meteor shower. Or that room is gonna be your coffin.. Luthor.
He sh**t the camera in the mask's mouth, and inside the panic room, Lex flinches back as the monitor goes to green static. The camera pulls back and up to show that another monitor above the desk has gone to static, along with one more on the right-hand wall. A computer screen on the desk flashes the message connection unavailable.
[Credits]
Kent Farm
Cut to the Loft where Clark and Lana are sitting on the couch. Clark is looking at some papers piled on a box in front of him.
Lana: Okay, so when you said ‘Let's get together and study,'.. you actually meant study.
Clark: Hm?
Lana looks exasperated and doesn't reply, and after a moment Clark turns back to his papers.
Lana: Kiss me.
Clark looks a bit uncertain, but leans in and kisses Lana briefly on the lips before going back to his papers.
Lana: Clark, what am I, your cousin? Really kiss me.
Clark still looks uncertain, but kisses Lana again, for longer this time, but abruptly pulls away after a moment.
Clark: I gotta go, um.. I don't wanna miss class. [quickly gets up and goes to the stairs]
Lana: [annoyed] Sorry, wouldn't want you to be late for class.
Clark: [stops at the top of the stairs, trying to be cheerful] Lana, come on.
Lana: [following him] Clark, what is it? When we kiss, when we really kiss, I can feel how much you want me, why can't we just be together?
Clark: It's complicated.
Lana: It shouldn't be. Not when you love somebody. [gets her bag from the couch]
Clark looks sad. Lana walks past him, angry. He grabs her arm.
Clark: Lana, wait-
Lana drops her bag and a plan of the spaceship with the Luthor Corp logo on it falls out. Lana looks worried. Clark picks the plan up.
Clark: What is this?
Lana: Nothing.
Clark: Did you get this from Lex?
Lana: We've been researching it together.. for the last couple of weeks.
Clark: [pause] Why would you keep this from me?
Lana: [angry] Because, Clark.. every time I try to bring up the ship I saw you change the subject.
Clark: [uncomfortable] I just.. don't think there's any point in dwelling on it.
Lana: I saw what came out of that ship. I watched them k*ll all those police officers. [pause] And I almost died, and all you can say to me is there's no point in dwelling on it?
Clark looks at her sadly but doesn't reply.
Lana: I turned to Lex because he wants to find out the truth.. [She takes the plan and her bag back from him] ..not avoid it.
Lana walks past Clark and down the stairs. Clark stands there looking unhappy.
Luthor Mansion
We see a close up of one of the green-tinted monitors in the panic room, showing Sheriff Flynn dragging the body of Lex's Aide away from the door of the Office. We see Lex in the panic room speaking into the remote.
Lex: A spaceship? Have you tried the amusement park? I think they have one you can ride for a dollar.
Sheriff Flynn: I know you took that ship from the field after the meteor shower, Luthor.
Lex: [walking around the panic room talking into the remote] You do realize how crazy you sound right now.
Sheriff Flynn: [angry] Does this look crazy to you?
[holds up his hand which looks as if it has been b*rned, it is badly scarred all over. Lex moves the remote slowly away from his mouth as he approaches the monitor to look.]
Sheriff Flynn: I was part of the sheriff's response team that got wiped out. I was under my.. cruiser, half-d*ad. I saw you roll up with your equipment and your men.. you didn't even bother to see if anybody was still alive. [getting angrier] All you cared about was hauling that ship away!
Lex: I'm sorry, but I still don't know what you're talking about. [sits down in front of the monitors]
Sheriff Flynn: You're going to make a great politician, Luthor. You almost sound like you believe your own lies.
Lex uses the remote to pan the security cameras around the Office, looking for something.
Sheriff Flynn: You wanna make it to election day? Tell me what I wanna know.
Lex: [confidently] Or what? [the security camera is still moving around the Office] I had this room designed after that little incident at the m*ssile silo. These walls can withstand a nuclear blast, you'll never get in here.
Sheriff Flynn: [calmly] And you'll never get out. Your security team's tied up in the basement, your wireless system's blocked, you won't be sending up any smoke signals for help.
Lex zooms the security camera in on what looks like a plastic cone on a stand in a niche on the wall.
Lex: [stops moving the security camera] Looks like we have ourselves a stalemate.
Sheriff Flynn: [flatly] Well, I guess I'll have to find a way to break it.
Lex looks worried.
Kent Farm.
Clark and Martha are walking past some outbuildings. Martha is wearing boots and carrying a bucket. The wrecked red truck is visible in the background.
Martha: [surprised] Lana's helping Lex study the black ship?
Clark: [unhappy] She's got a detailed drawing from Luthor Corp. She's been lying to me for weeks.
Martha: Well.. you haven't exactly been honest with her either, Clark. Sometimes the truth isn't easy to share with the one you love, especially if you think it might hurt them.
She looks away guiltily. Clark doesn't notice.
Clark: It's just everything was so perfect with Lana when I lost my abilities. Now that I have them back.. all I do is lie to her. About the ship, about why I can't.. [pauses, looks at Martha] Just wish I could tell her.
Martha: Well, I'm not saying you should, but Pete found out the truth, and Chloe, and they accepted you for who you are.
They stop walking
Clark: Yeah.. that I'm an alien.
Martha: [earnestly] No, as their friend, whom they love very much, no matter what star you were born under.
Clark: I'm just not sure Lana's gonna feel the same way.
Martha: Then maybe she's not the one you were meant to be with.
Clark: [seriously] Mom, I can't imagine ever loving anyone else. [A car approaches them]
The car stops, it's Lois.
Lois: Hey Smallville, Mrs. Kent.
Clark doesn't look pleased to see her. She gets out of the car, holding a folder.
Lois: Have you guys seen the future, uh, senator? It's crunch time and we've got some billionaire butt to kick.
Martha: I think he's in the barn, Lois.
Lois: [cheerful] Hmm, salt of the earth. Voters love that. [Clark sighs] Turn that frown upside down, Skippy, all right? Unhappy family members reflect badly at the polls.
She smacks Clark on the shoulder and walks away. Clark looks after her in irritation and sighs again.
Clark: I'm looking forward to this campaign being over.
Martha nods.
Kent Barn.
The camera pans from some horses feeding to Jonathan talking on the phone as he wipes his hands on a towel.
Jonathan: [on phone] No, this isn't about numbers or demographics or projections, it's about giving everybody a chance to live a life with dignity, whether they have a.. dollar in the bank or a million. [pause, he starts walking through the Barn towards the door] Yeah, that's why I got involved in the senate race in the first place and that's why I intend to win. [chuckling] Irregardless of my.. opponent's checkbook, I don't care how big it is. Listen, if you need any more comment [passes Lois who is waiting by the Barn door and pats her shoulder] feel free to call my campaign manager, Lois Lane, she'll talk to you, all right? Thanks.
hangs up and gives the phone to Lois, they walk away from the Barn.
Lois: You're getting very smooth with the interviews, Mr. Kent.
Jonathan: [laughs] Well, I've had a lot of practice, I feel like I got a phone growing out of my ear.
They stop by one of the Kents' trucks
Lois: [laughs] Well, you're doing great. Home stretch, Senator.
Jonathan: I'm not the senator, I haven't won anything yet.
He gets some tools from a box.
Lois: Well, you will when I'm done. Here we are, this is what we're doing. [she follows Jonathan over to the blue truck, he climbs onto the front bumper and on top of the engine and starts to fix it] Print ads in all the papers, radio spots across the dial, billboards littering the interstate like roadkill and, the nail that is going to close the coffin on our bald-headed wannabee's campaign.. the heartland message, on every TV across Kansas from now until election day.
Jonathan: Well, it sounds like somebody I know needs a raise.
Lois: [laughs] Technically, you have to start paying me first.
Jonathan: [nods and smiles, sighs] Lois, this is all really.. it's really fantastic, but how.. how can we afford it?
Lois: [hesitates] Oh, you know what, don't even bother with the details, okay, you just need to shake hands and kiss babies, all right? [Jonathan nods, Lois takes a phone/PDA from her pocket] Let's talk about your schedule, from now till election day [Jonathan leans across her to get a spanner] You're gonna be one busy guy.
Jonathan nods and turns the spanner in the engine as he looks at the schedule
Cut to a Suv coming down an empty road. Night.
Cut to inside the car, Lana is driving and talking on the phone using handsfree
Lana: [on phone] I kn-I know, I know how he feels about Lex, but what am I supposed to do, Chloe? You know, it's like there's this part of Clark that just shuts down anytime I start talking about the meteors or what I saw. [We see blue lights behind Lana and hear a siren] Ugh, okay, let me just call you back in a second, all right?
She takes the handsfree headset from her ear and we see her Suv come to a stop, the police car stopping behind her. The Sheriff gets out and the sh*t moves back to Lana who is looking in her bag.
Lana: [cheerfully, as the Sheriff gets to her window] I'm sorry Officer, I know I was driving a little bit fast.
The Sheriff points a g*n at Lana.
Officer Harris: [who was previously at the Luthor Mansion with Sheriff Flynn] That's the least of your problems, Miss Lang.
Lana looks scared.
Luthor Mansion
Inside the panic room, Lex looks tired and is sitting with his hand over his eyes
Lana: [V.O.] What are you doing?!
We see Lana and the two Sheriffs on the monitor as the Officer Harris pushes her into the Office. Lana is scared and breathing hard. Lex looks up at the monitor in shock.
Sheriff Flynn: Shut your mouth. [takes hold of Lana's arm]
Lex: [quietly] Lana? [into the remote, forcefully] Let her go.
Lana: [scared] Lex?!
Lex: I said let her go.
Sheriff Flynn: Remember that stalemate you were talking about Luthor?
Lana: Lex, why are they doing this?
Sheriff Flynn: [sarcastically] Yeah, Lex, why all the fuss?
Lex: Lana.. they're looking for a spaceship.
Lana: [trying to sound calm] What spaceship?
Officer Harris: [exasperated] Is everybody stupid around here?! Just tell us where it is and all this is over!
Lex: She doesn't know anything.
Sheriff Flynn: Yeah, but she was there when it crashed. [Lana's frightened breathing is audible. We see Lex in the panic room looking worried] And I know you two have been spending an awful lot of time together! So get your ass out here now or you'll be talking to yourself.
Slowly puts his g*n to Lana's head, she gasps and gulps in fear. He leans in close to her.
Sheriff Flynn: I guess you're not as important.. after all. [Lana is scared and shaking]
In the panic roo, Lex puts his hand to his face briefly. We can see Lana and the Sheriffs on the monitor, Sheriff Flynn still has his g*n to Lana's head. We hear three bleeps as Lex inputs the security code to the door of the panic room, and it opens.
Officer Harris: [raises her g*n and points it at the open door] Step out!
Lex walks slowly out through the door of the panic room.
Sheriff Flynn: [pause] Check ‘im.
Lex stands still with his hands up as Officer Harris, with her g*n still drawn, approaches and pats him down.
Lex: [flatly] Don't worry Lana. I'm not gonna let this psycho hurt you.
Sheriff Flynn: [angry] You think you can stop me, Luthor?!
Pause as Sheriff Flynn and Lex stare at one another, than Lana suddenly turns and pulls Sheriff Flynn's arm down and appears to knee him in the stomach. Lex slams Officer Harris's g*n hand against the wall, Lana kicks Sheriff Flynn in the groin and he goes down, Lex slams his elbow into Officer Harris's face and she goes down, Lex takes her g*n. Lana runs past Lex into the open Panic Room as Lex takes aim at the plastic cone in the niche opposite, sh**ting it down. Sheriff Flynn recovers and sh**t at Lex twice, one of the sh*ts hits the doorframe of the Panic Room, it's not clear where the other one hits. Lex dives through the door of the Panic Room and it closes. Lex lands almost on top of Lana who is still lying on the floor just inside the panic room.
Lex: [gasps, stands, helping Lana up] Are you all right? Are you hurt?
Lana: [Lex still has his arms around her; they walk further into the panic room ending up next to the bed. Lana is out of breath] No, I'm okay.
Lex: I warned you knowing about that ship could be dangerous. [he suddenly slumps and leans against Lana for a moment]
Lana: [scared] Lex?
Lex sighs and slides to the floor, ending up leaning against the bed. Lana crouches beside him.
Lana: [scared, panting] Oh my god, oh my god Lex.. [unbuttons his shirt quickly, we see a b*llet wound in LEX's right upper chest] Oh my god..
The camera pulls up to show Lex lying on the floor with Lana beside him. He shifts uncomfortably and his head falls back onto the bed. Lana is breathing loudly in fear.
The Talon. Night.
Inside, the first floor apartment is being used as a base for Jonathan's senate campaign. It is decorated with Kent posters and flags and there are several people working, wearing Kent hats. Lois walks through the apartment, on the phone and carrying a clipboard. She's wearing a Vote Kent button.
Lois: [on phone] Come on, Bob, you can do better than this, okay, I know it's thirty seconds smack in the middle of prime time, that's why it's called prime-
Staff Member: [approaches Lois and shows her something] We're gonna go with this one, okay? [Lois looks at it and nods]
Lois: [on phone] –drop ten grand and I promise you I will get you a personal invitation to Senator Kent's election party. [We see Jonathan standing in the doorway in the background, watching Lois] [pause, Lois smiles] I'll save you a dance, thanks Bob. [hangs up]
Jonathan knocks on the doorframe and Lois looks up and smiles at him.
Jonathan: Wow, prime time. [comes into the room] That must've cost a bit, huh.
Lois: [turns away and walks toward the camera] Ah, feminine wiles. Bob's got a crush on me. Oh, parts of me.. [looks down at her chest] He let me have it for next to nothing-
Jonathan: [takes a Kent hat from a hat stand] Listen, I wonder if uh, all you nice people would mind giving Miss Lane and I a few minutes alone, huh, why don't you get yourself a.. cup of coffee. Thank you.
The staff members leave. Lois looks nervous. Jonathan puts the hat back on the hat stand.
Lois: [walks up to Jonathan] Wow, Miss Lane, I'm feeling.. all professional.
Jonathan: [smiling]You've really grown into your role well here, Lois. Like the way you've managed to get all this last-minute publicity, that's.. very impressive.
Lois: [nods nervously] Thanks, boss.
Lois turns and walks away from Jonathan drinking from a mug
Jonathan: It also must be very expensive.
Lois: [trying to be casual] I told you not to bother with that, I have got it covered!
Jonathan: Yeah, you see, that's my problem, I'm uh, crunching the numbers and they don't seem to add up, Lois, we're.. spending more than we have. [Lois looks down] A lot more.
Lois: [looks at him worriedly for a moment, then smiles] Well, I just called in few favours-
Jonathan: Lois. I appreciate everything you're doing, I really do, but you've got to stop sidestepping my question. Where's the money coming from?
Lois: [pause] Lionel Luthor.
Jonathan looks at her for a moment, then turns and walks away. Lois follows him.
Lois: I didn't have a choice, the well ran dry, and without Lionel's backing our campaign would've folded weeks ago. [earnestly] It was the right thing to do, we actually have a chance to win this thing now.
Jonathan: [turns back to her, angry] What is the point if the devil owns your soul?
Lois: It's not like that. He doesn't want anything from you, this is about Lex. [Jonathan walks past her, turning his back to her again.] Look, Lionel is gonna do anything he can to stop Lex from becoming senator.
Jonathan: [faces Lois] Oh, I'm sure that that's true, but you don't know Lionel like I do. He doesn't give anyone anything for free, there's always a price, and now.. I'm the one that's gonna have to pay it.
He walks past Lois and out of the room. She sighs unhappily.
Cut to an outside sh*t of Metropolis University. Night.
Inside, Chloe is sitting on her bed in her dorm room with a lot of papers spread out in front of her. There is a whoosh and the papers suddenly fly up into the air as Chloe tries to catch them.
Chloe: [exasperated] Clark!
We see Clark standing next to Chloe's bed
Chloe: Can you at least put on the brakes before you tornado my homework?!
Clark: I'm sorry. [sits down, looking preoccupied]
Chloe: [pause] All right.. Dostoyevsky's Idiot isn't gonna get any smarter, so come on.. [shuffles the papers together and puts them down] ..Miss Sullivan's advice column is open for letters.
Clark: Lana and I had another fight
Chloe: I know. She called me right after the big blowout.
Clark: What'd she say?
Chloe: Just the headlines.. spaceship, boyfriend that always changes the subject, forced to turn to everyone's favourite villain-in-waiting-
Clark: [forcefully] How long has she been working on this with Lex?
Chloe: I don't know, actually this is the first time I've ever heard of it.
Clark: [gets up and sits on the bed with Chloe] [urgently] Next time she calls you have to find out how long they've been working together.
Chloe: Are you asking me to spy on Lana?
Clark: It's very important.
Chloe: I understand, and you're my friend Clark but so is Lana, and there is no way I'm getting in the middle of this.
Clark looks disappointed, and looks as if he's about to reply when Chloe's phone rings. She gets to answer it. Behind her CLARK stands up too.
Clark: Is that Lana?
Chloe: [on phone] Hello? [pause] Yes, this is Chloe Sullivan. [shocked] Where? No, no, she.. she hasn't been back to the dorm at all. [pause] Yeah, I will, I will, thank you. [hangs up, looking worried]
Clark: What happened?
Chloe: Uh.. that was.. the Smallville sheriff's department.
Clark: Something wrong?
Chloe: They found Lana's car abandoned on the side of the road.
Clark looks worried.
Cut to the road where Lana's car was abandoned. There are police cars with their lights flashing and traffic cones around it. We can hear a police radio. The camera moves past two sheriffs with flashlights looking around the area to sheriff adams speaking to a deputy.
Sheriff Adams: So start a perimeter search. See if you can find anything out in that field.
The deputy walks away. We hear the whoosh of Clark's superspeed.
Clark: [walking towards Sheriff Adams] Sheriff!
Sheriff Adams: [gasps] Mr Kent, what'd you do, drop out of the sky?
Clark: Where's Lana?
Sheriff Adams: That's what we're trying to figure out. When was the last time you saw her?
Clark: A couple of hours ago.. we had a fight.
Sheriff Adams: Well, that's what people in love do Mr Kent. Then they make up. Which I aim to give you and Miss Lang the chance to do. [She turns and walks around Lana's car] We found her purse, everything's in it, and the car speaks for itself. If I had to venture I'd peg this as a kidnapping, but there's no signs of a struggle [the car is now between Clark and Sheriff Adams. Clark stares intently at one of the wheel arches] which suggests she either knew her assailant or was caught off guard. [Clark x-rays the wheel arch and sees a small square device with a flashing light on it. He pulls it out and looks at it] Either way, we'll go through every inch of the scene until we dust off something useful, you have my word on that.
Clark: Sheriff!
Sheriff Adams comes back around the car and looks at the device in surprise
Clark: It's a GPS.
Sheriff Adams: [takes it] Somebody must've been following her. [looks at the device] How in the [?] did you know how to find this?!
Clark: [nervously] J-Just a hunch.
Sheriff Adams: You got an awful lot of those. I-I've said it before, but I really could use a man like you on the force, ‘stead of some of these hayseeds. [laughs] There's a, there's a serial number on here.. 511GK- [Clark superspeeds away as soon as she turns away from him] -so I think maybe we..
he turns back and sees that Clark has gone, looks surprised.
Deputy: Sheriff! We just got a silent alarm from up at the Luthor mansion, Harris is checking it out.
Sheriff Adams: [into radio] Harris! What's your situation?
Officer Harris: [walking through a corridor in the Luthor Mansion, speaking into her radio] All clear Sheriff. Looks like it was a false alarm.
Sheriff Adams: [to the Deputy] ‘Kay, keep searching the perimeter, you get anything, you get me on the horn. [goes to a police car and gets in]
Cut to a sh*t of the Luthor Mansion with a fountain in the foreground. Night.
We see a close-up of Sheriff Flynn's face on one of the monitors in the panic room as he peers into one of the security cameras in the Office.
Sherrif Flynn: Getting a little warm in there? I hacked into the climate controls. [we see Lex lying on the floor with his head on the bed, and Lana getting a plastic box from a shelf behind the bed] Sh-should h*t about a buck-thirty in half an hour.. gimme a yell when you're medium rare.
Lana gets some cloths from the box and moves Lex's hand away so she can put them over his b*llet wound. Sheriff Flynn walks away from the monitor.
Sherrif Flynn: By the way.. how's that b*llet feel? I know I got you.
Lana: [urgently] I can't stop it.
Lex: [slowly, slurred] It's okay.. they'll be here soon.
Lana gets a pillow from the box and puts it under his head
Lana: Who?
Lex: The police. [weakly] Barney Fife out there was using a scrambler to block the wireless backup alarm.
Lana: That's what you were sh**ting at.
Lex: If we were at the fair I would've won you a stuffed giraffe. [laughs weakly and coughs]
Lana: I would've liked that a whole lot more than you getting sh*t trying to protect me. [she lifts the cloths to check LEX's wound, then presses them back down]
Lex: I was just trying to get us back into the panic room..
Lana: I know what you did, Lex. [sincerely] Thank you.
Lex looks at her for a moment, then sighs and puts his hand on her shoulder
Lex: Lana.. I'm sorry that you got sucked into this.
Lana: Why didn't you just tell them where the spaceship was? This isn't worth your life.
Lex: I can't tell them the truth.. because they'd k*ll both of us.
Sheriff Adams: [O.S.] Mr Luthor?
We see Sheriff Adams on one of the monitors walking through a corridor, pausing to look up at a security camera.
Lana: [with both hands holding down the cloth over Lex's chest] I don't think they'll get the chance.
Sheriff Adams looks around before walking out of range of the security camera. Lex's laboured breathing is audible.
Officer Harris walks through a doorway and meets Sheriff Adams in a corridor.
Officer Harris: [cheerful] Sheriff, what're you doing here?
Sheriff Adams: [sarcastic] Out for a stroll.. what do you think?
Officer Harris: Well, I already told you it was a false alarm.
Sheriff Adams: Coming from the mansion of a billionaire, running for state senate. Luthor manages to get elected, I don't want him chewin' my backside for not showing up in person to hold his hand. Now where is he?
He starts to walk down the corridor but Officer Harris gets in the way.
Officer Harris: Out, I guess-
Sheriff Adams: [angry] Out?! You don't stand down an alarm without talking to the primary resident, Harris, now get your head in the game!
He walks past Officer Harris.
Officer Harris: Sheriff..!
He follows her.
Sheriff Adams walks quickly into the Office and sees the body of Lex's Aide on the floor. She quickly takes out her g*n and holds it ready as she moves further into the room.
Sheriff Adams: [confused] Flynn?
Officer Flynn takes out his g*n and points it at Sheriff Adams, we hear a g*n and the casing falling to the floor. We see Sheriff Adams on the monitor in the panic room, with the Aide's body in the background. Lex lets his head fall back onto the pillow with a sigh as he realises that Sheriff Adams has been sh*t.
In the Office, Sheriff Adams drops her g*n and slowly unzips her jacket, revealing the bloodstain of the b*llet wound in the centre of her chest.
Sheriff Adams: [laughs slightly] Well.. ain't that a mother.
He drops to the ground and out of sh*t, revealing Officer Harris standing immediately behind with her g*n still smoking. Sherrif Flynn stares at Officer Harris in shock. We see Officer Harriss on the monitor in the panic room, walking towards Sheriff Adams's body with her g*n still drawn. Lana gets up to look at the monitor and swallows, scared.
The Daily Planet Buiding.
A helicopter flies past it and sirens can be heard.
Inside, Clark is sitting in front of a computer which is showing rapidly scrolling lines of numbers.
Clark[impatient, repeatedly hitting a key]: Why is this taking so long?
Chloe: [walks towards the desk, carrying some papers] Well, getting past the server's firewall and the encryption protocol takes a little bit of time. I'm sorry Clark but I don't have a superspeed mode. [puts the papers down and takes Clark's arm, pulling him out of the chair] Get outta here. [looks at the screen and hits some keys, there's a bleep, Chloe makes a pleased sound] But I am the slickest blonde you'll ever meet. [sits down at the computer] Okay, so.. it looks like the serial number for the GPS you found matches a unit sold to a.. Gregory Flynn.
Clark: What have you got on him?
Chloe: Well, in a couple of seconds everything. [types, we hear a bleep and see the rapidly scrolling numbers on the screen again. Chloe turns to Clark who is sitting on a desk behind her] Clark, Lana's gonna be okay. [Clark nods and smiles slightly] She has you, doesn't she? [Clark looks a bit uncertain. The computer bleeps] Oh, here we go. Flynn, Gregory R.
We see Sheriff Flynn's bio with a photo of him on the screen. CLARK raises his eyebrows when he sees it.
Clark: He's the Smallville Sheriff's Officer.
Chloe: Yeah, up until a couple of months ago.. he was put on psychiatric leave because he was wounded and his entire unit was k*lled during the meteor shower. [pause as she and Clark take this in] Clark, he was there when the spaceship landed.
Clark: Yeah.. when those Kryptonians m*rder everyone.
Chloe: Yeah but.. Flynn survived the att*ck. [The camera zooms in on Sheriff Flynn's photo on the computer screen] God, seeing something like that, I mean.. all those people you work with, your friends.. [gets up and walks around the desk] no wonder he had a psychotic break. Let's go.
Clark: [following her] Why would he kidnap Lana?
Chloe: I don't know, but she was there too.. so I though maybe if we can get ahold of his pysch workup we can get in his head and figure out what it is that he's up to.
Clark: Yeah.[they go through the door and run up the stairs to leave]
The Kent Barn.
Jonathan is chopping wood and Martha is watching.
Jonathan: [angry, slams an axe into a log, but it doesn't penetrate] I can't believe Lois would take money from Lionel behind my back, she has no idea what that man is capable of. [walks through the barn to a machine to sharpen the axe, Martha follows]
Martha: It wasn't her fault.
Jonathan: Martha, please.. don't defend her to me.
He starts to sharpen the axe, it makes a loud grinding noise.
Martha: [shouting to be heard over the machine] I took the money from Lionel.
Jonathan: [stops the machine and stares at Martha, shocked] ..How could you do that?
Martha: Because I know how much this means to you, Jonathan. To be able to make a real difference in the world.. the way our son does every day?
Jonathan shakes his head in disgust and walks away
Martha: [following him] I love you so much, I-I don't want you to lose that chance just because Lex has a bigger bank account!
Jonathan: [angry] I promised the only people I would owe if I won this election were the people who voted for me. Now that I've taken this money I'm no different than any other lying [slams the axe back hard into the log] politician.
Martha: You really think the Farmer's Association and the Rotary Club and everyone else who gave you money won't be asking for favours?
Jonathan: [exasperated] Martha, they can ask anything they want, but however much they donated I won't do something I don't believe in!
Martha: Then why should it be any different with Lionel?
Jonathan: [calmer] Martha, you know it's not the same.
Martha: I know nothing is black or white, especially in politics. If you win this election, you'll be able to help so many people who desperately need it. Please don't let your pride get in the way.
She sighs and walks away. Jonathan looks thoughtful.
The Panic Room.
Lex is still lying on the floor leaning against the bed. The cloths over his b*llet wound are soaked with blood, and his breathing is loud and laboured. Lana is standing by the chair and the monitors, listening to the conversation between Sheriff Flynn and Officer Harris in the Office. We can see Sheriff Flynn walking around the office on the monitor, Lana is watching him fearfully. She has taken off her jacket and is sweating.
Officer Harris: How many more people have to die for this?
Sheriff Flynn: As many as it takes. Luthor can't last much longer in there. He'll bleed out if he doesn't open that door.
Lana: Hey, Lex! Hey, hey, come on. [she runs to him and crouches next to him. Lex moans and Lana grunts with effort as she lifts his head and adjusts it on the pillow] You're in shock. You have to stay conscious or else you might die, okay?
Lex: [very weak, his breathing laboured] All right..
Lana: [urgently] Okay, look.. tell me something.
Lex: [coughs, sighs] What..?
Lana: Um, anything, just.. just keep talking, okay? [sits very close to him, takes his hand]
Lex: [slightly stronger] You think I'd look better with hair?
Lana: [laughs quietly] Um.. I don't know. I've never thought about it.
Lex: Oh, I have.. I've thought about a lot of things. [gasps for breath, LANA looks down, worried] ..Clark has really nice hair.
Lana: [tearful] Yeah, yeah I guess he does.
Lex: ..Does he know?
Lana: That he has nice hair?
Lex: [shakes his head] ..How lucky he is.
Pause as they look at one another, then Lana looks down
Lex: [urgently, putting his hand on her arm] I had a dream once Lana.. About how different things could be. [Lana puts her hand briefly on his cheek] It was.. it was Christmas.. Clark and I were friends again.
Lana: [tearful, trying to smile] That sounds really nice. [takes his hand]
Lex: You were in my dream too.
Lana: I was?
Lex: [slowly moves his hand up to touch her face] You were the.. you were the best part about it.
Lana: [tearful, reaches for his hand as it falls back to his side] Lex.. Lex, we have to get you out of here, all right? Just give them what they want.
Lex: [closes his eyes wearily] I can't tell them where it is..
Lana: This spaceship isn't gonna make any difference to you if you're d*ad!
Lex: I can't tell them where it is because I honestly don't know.
Lana: [disbelieving] ..What?
Lex: ..One minute it was there, and the next.. nothing but static on the security cameras.. [Lana looks away, putting her hand to her face] I'm sorry.
Lana: [angry] How long have you known this?
Lex: ..A few weeks.
Lana: [angry, tearful] Lex.. How could you have lied to me this entire time?
Lex: Because I didn't know how to tell you the truth, Lana. Your life.. mine.. they've both been affected so much by these meteors.. that ship was our one chance to understand why. I was hoping.. that I might find it again bef- I shoulda been honest with you.
His hand falls to his side.
Lana: Lex?
Lex: [whispering] I shoulda been honest..
His eyes close and his head falls to the side.
Lana: [puts her hand on his face, panicky] Lex? Lex? Oh god.. Lex, Lex, please don't.. stay awake! Lex.. please, please wake up.. [Lex doesn't respond, Lana gets to her feet quickly] Oh god, oh god..
She runs to the door to the panic room and inputs the code, the door opens.
Lana comes into the Office from the panic room, putting on her jacket which is stained with Lex's blood. She walks past Sheriff Flynn who is standing near the door and stops in front of Officer Harris, who is pointing her g*n at Lana.
Lana: [confident] I'll tell you where the ship is, but first you have to get Lex help, he's hurt.
Officer Harris looks at Sheriff Flynn, who goes to the panic room with his g*n drawn and looks around the door to see Lex lying unconscious and bloody. He turns back to Lana, g*n still drawn
Sheriff Flynn: [flatly] I've seen worse.
Lana: [angry] Call for help and I'll tell you where it is. That's the deal.
Sheriff Flynn: Well I'm making a new deal. Take me to the ship [We see Lex waking up in the Panic Room] then I make the call.
Lex: [slurred] Lana, don't..
Lana looks at the Panic Room door but doesn't move or answer.
Lana: [to Sheriff Flynn] All right.
Sheriff Flynn motions her forward with his g*n, she walks towards the door of the Office with Officer Harris behind her with her g*n drawn. Inside the panic room, Lex breathes deeply, his skin very sweaty.
Smallville Medical Center. Night.
Inside, we see a Guard sitting at a desk below a sign for the Psychiatry Wing. The camera follows a doctor with a clipboard who walks through the door next to him and down a corridor, passing Chloe and Clark who are looking through the glass panel of a door.
Chloe: [nervous] Okay Clark, this is what we're gonna do. You're gonna wait here, I'm gonna double back around and see if I can hack into the visitor's list to get us some passes so that then we can come back in and maybe get right by that guy right there.
She points to the Guard sitting outside the Psychiatry Wing.
Clark: I got it.
He superspeeds past Chloe and through the door, almost immediately appearing behind her again.
Chloe: [confused] What did you do..?
The Guard outside the Psychiatry Wing opens a can of soda which froths out all over him.
Chloe: [laughs] Supershake! [the Guard gets up and goes through the door, leaving the way clear for Chloe and Clark] Not bad. [smiles, turns to Clark, pats him] Not bad.
Chloe and Clark walk down the corridor cautiously and through the door the Guard went through. A sign on it reads Psychiatry Office
Inside, we see a close up computer monitor showing the Psychiatry Office. Sheriff Flynn is sitting in a chair in the middle of the picture, his left arm is in a sling. There is an orderly standing near him and a psychiatrist sitting on a chair in the foreground.
Sheriff Flynn: [exasperated] I'm not crazy.
Psychiatrit: No one's saying that.
Sheriff Flynn: [gesturing impatiently] Why won't you believe me? I saw a ship crash in the meteor shower. I saw what came out of it.
Psychiatrist: [pause] Gregory-
Sheriff Flynn: [?] with some kinda.. heat beams from their eyes. [Chloe glances at Clark] They took out the cars.. and the helicopter. I was pinned. I could smell something burning. It was me. I was burning. But I didn't scream, I didn't make a sound ‘cause they woulda seen me.
On the screen the Psychiatrist leans towards Sheriff Flynn.
Psychiatrist: Who?
Sheriff Flynn: Those things from the ship. They k*lled everyone. Everyone except the girl, she got away.
Clark: Lana.
Psychiatrist: [on screen] Now, Gregory, we've been over this. There is no ship. Your team was h*t by a meteor.
Sheriff Flynn: [furious, shouting] But that is what he wants you to believe! I saw him take the ship. [stands up] I AM NOT CRAZY! [two orderlies restrain Sheriff Flynn and push him back into the chair] Ask Lex Luthor! He knows the truth! He has the ship!
Chloe: [pauses the video] Lex. [Clark superspeeds away] Clark, that's where they must be. [turns to find Clark gone] Damn, I wish I could do that.
Cut to Clark superspeeding to the door of Lex's Office. He pauses in the doorway for a moment.
Clark: Sheriff?
Clark goes to Sheriff Adams's body on the floor of the Office. The body of Lex's Aide is just behind her. Clark moves her jacket away and sees the b*llet wound, closing his eyes for a moment. He looks up and over at the panic room and goes into it, seeing Lex unconscious and bloody on the floor, with bloody cloths on the floor around him.
Clark: Lex! [goes closer, crouches down next to him] Lex?
Lex doesn't wake up and we see a close-up of his sweaty face.
Cut to an old Warehouse building in a grimy yard. There's some old machinery in the foreground and a train goes past on an elevated rail behind the Warehouse.
Inside, Lana, Sheriff Flynn and Officer Harris are just visible coming around a corner. There are large rolls of metal stacked on trailers, and some oil drums.
Lana: [angry] All right, we're here. Make the call and get Lex help.
Sheriff Flynn: After I see the ship.
Lana: What do you think you're gonna do, climb inside and fly away? There's no way in.
Officer Harris: We don't plan to.
Lana: [looking down at a metal briefcase Sheriff Flynn is carrying] You don't wanna take the ship, you wanna destroy it.
Sheriff Flynn: That thing crashed from outer space. Coupla pounds of C4 wouldn't even put a dent in it.
Officer Harris: But it will make an awful lot of noise.
Sheriff Flynn: [laughs] Police, f*re, news crews, they'll all come running.
Lana: And they'll see it.
Sheriff Flynn: Just like us. Only difference is, you kept quiet and I told the truth.
Officer Harris: [angry] And they sent him to a Psych Ward for it! And they wouldn't even let me see him! His own fiancé!
Sheriff Flynn: People need to be warned about this ship before more of ‘em start landing. It's the right thing to do.
Lana: [sighs angrily] Tell Sheriff Adams that.
They go through a metal door. Sheriff Flynn stands still and stares for a moment, and the camera moves around to show that the warehouse is almost empty. There are more of the stacked metal pipes, but no ship. Sheriff Flynn runs a short distance into the room and stops.
Sheriff Flynn: [yelling] WHERE IS IT?
Lana: [scared] I don't know. It was here before, I swear it was.
Sheriff Flynn: [angry] Don't lie to me. [points his g*n at Lana]
Lana stands still for a moment, then pulls a tie on one of the trailers of metal pipes which is next to her and elbows Officer Harris in the face. The metal pipes fall down onto Sheriff Flynn as Officer Harris pushes Lana to the ground. Sheriff Flynn drops the briefcase he is carrying and it flies open to reveal a b*mb with a timer counting down from 01:00. Lana rolls several times along the ground as we see more and more metal pipes falling onto Sheriff Flynn. Officer Harris pulls her g*n on Lana, Lana pulls her g*n arm down and possibly hits her in the stomach before backhanding her hard across the face. Officer Harris recovers and kicks Lana twice in the stomach, Lana bounces off some shelving and stays down, apparently unconscious. Officer Harris looks down at Lana for a moment, then runs to Sheriff Flynn when he cries out in pain.
Smallville Medical Center.
No establishing sh*t. Clark crouches next to Lex's bed, Lex is wearing an oxygen mask.
Clark: Lex? Lex! Where is Lana?!
Paramedic: Get this guy outta here!
Clark: [urgently] Tell me where she is.
Lex: [pulls the oxygen mask away from his mouth, slurred] Warehouse Fifteen..
Clark leaves the room, walking out into a corridor with nurses and doctors milling about. He hesitates for a moment before superspeeding away.
Cut to the timer on the b*mb in the Warehouse, it now reads 00:35. Sheriff Flynn is lying on top of the metal pipes, another is on top of him. He struggles with it.
Officer Harris: Greg!
Sheriff Flynn: [pained] The.. case! [he gets out from under the pipe with Officer Harris's help] We.. gotta get the case!
Officer Harris: [drops the pipe onto the pile] The what?!
Sheriff Flynn: The case!
Officer Harris: [sees the open briefcase, realises that the b*mb is armed] Oooh..! [they run to it, the timer now reads 00:25.] Greg!
Sheriff Flynn picks the briefcase up, groaning, and starts trying to disarm the b*mb.
Officer Harris: Greg..
Sheriff Flynn: I got it.
Officer Harris: [urgently] No, n-no, Greg, we gotta get outta here.
Sheriff Flynn: [pressing buttons on the keypad] I got it!
The timer reads 00:19.
Officer Harris: Greg! We have to get out of here!
Sheriff Flynn puts the case down carefully, and they run for the door, passing Lana who is still unconscious
Officer Harris: C'mon!
Officer Harris and Sheriff Flynn run out of the warehouse. Clark superspeeds away from the camera through a field, factory buildings are visible in front of him. Clark reaches the yard of Warehouse 15 and squints, x-raying through the wall to see Lana's skeleton lying on the floor beyond the open briefcase. He superspeeds inside and we see an overhead slow motion sh*t of him running through the flames of the expl*si*n, which part around him. He picks up Lana, who doesn't wake, and superspeeds out with her as the Warehouse is torn apart by the expl*si*n. We see flames and debris flying out of it from various angles, and Sheriff Flynn rolling over several times on the ground, caught in the force of it. Officer Harris is lying on the ground near him. Flames cover the screen for a moment, and when they clear Clark is kneeling on the ground with his back to the camera, holding Lana in his arms. They are both dirty, Clark's jacket is singed. Lana's head lolls against his shoulder.
Clark: Lana?
Lana: [confused] Clark..? What happened..?
Clark: [hesitates] I dunno, Lex told me where to find you.. when I got here you were laying on the ground.
Lana: ..I don't understand.
Clark: You're alive. That's all that matters.
We see an overhead sh*t of the burning Warehouse, then Sheriff Flynn being taken to a police car, past Lana who is being seen by a Paramedic. There are f*re trucks, police cars and emergency personnel everywhere.
Sheriff Flynn: [shouting] She knows where the spaceship is! Don't let her lie to you! She's working with Luthor, she knows everything!
The deputy holding him by his jacket pushes him into the police car. Clark watches, then moves over to the ambulance where Lana is sitting on a gurney.
Paramedic: What a nut.
He walks away and Clark moves to stand in front of Lana.
Clark: How you doing?
Lana: [smiling] Doing all right.. considering I almost got blown up.
Clark: [shakes his head] I can't believe Lex would risk your life like that.
Lana: [wearied] Clark-
Clark: Lana, he knew there was no ship in that warehouse.
Lana: Clark, it wasn't his idea. I brought them here on my own.
Clark: You did?
Lana: It was my only chance to get Lex help.
Clark: [disbelieving] ..You risked your life for Lex?
Lana: He did the same thing for me back at the mansion. Clark, if it wasn't for him I'd probably be d*ad. [pause] Lex saved my life.
Clark frowns and looks away
Kent Farm
Inside, we see a close-up of a TV showing a Kent campaign ad. Jonathan is wearing a suit, smiling and waving in front of a stars and stripes backdrop, the words Vote Kent are on the bottom of the screen.
Announcer: A good neighbour. A man who knows the value of an honest day's work, and the responsibility of family.
The TV cuts to a crowd waving Kent posters as the sh*t moves away from the TV and shows Lois coming from the Kent kitchen into the living room, where Jonathan and Martha are standing watching the campaign ad.
Announcer: Jonathan Kent..
Lois: What do you think?
Jonathan: Well.. [to Martha] I-I think the, I think the flag might've been a bit much, don't you think-
Martha: Nothing says America like the stars and stripes.
Lois: Except maybe the name Jonathan Kent. [hands Jonathan a mug, he laughs] I'm sorry I accepted Lionel's contribution without asking you first [Jonathan looks at Martha] it was wrong and-
Martha: Lois-
Lois: -and I shouldn't've done it, and-
Martha: Lois. He knows.
Lois: He does?
Martha: [nods] Yeah.
Jonathan: I know. Martha told me that she's the one that accepted the money.. it's a little fact you might have shared with me while I was yelling at you.
Lois: Well, the decision to use it was still mine. Look, I think you are going to be a great senator, Mr Kent.. but the hard truth is, you wouldn't have a chance of winning without Lionel's money.
Jonathan: No Lois. The hard truth is, by taking it I'm no longer the man you just saw on television. [turns to Martha] And I'm no longer the man you married. [pause] That's why I've decided to pay back Lionel Luthor every cent he loaned us.
Martha rolls her eyes slightly.
Lois: How? Not having any green is what put us in this hole.
Jonathan takes a check out of his pocket and gives it to Martha, she looks at it and then at Jonathan in surprise.
Jonathan: [pause, glances out the window] I sold the back forty this morning.
Martha: [shocked] Jonathan.. that land has been in your family for generations.
Jonathan: [chuckling] Yeah, and I've never done a thing with it, sweetheart, I-I.. [sighs] I shoulda sold it years ago, I-I was just too proud, I'm sorry. [kisses Martha's forehead, then gives the check to Lois] I know it's not the whole thing, but it's certainly a start, here you go.
Martha: Well, I'll do everything I can to help you.
Jonathan: I never doubted that sweetie. [they hug]
Lois: So, what happens in the meantime..? You know, if you're right about Lionel, he's gonna want something from you.
Jonathan: [cheerful] Guess I'll find out soon enough, but right now [takes Martha's hand] we have an election to win.
He kisses Martha's hand, she laughs, looking slightly worried.
Lois: [smiles] Absolutely.
Jonathan laughs.
Hospital Room.
Lex is sitting on the bed, his shirt open showing a bandage on his chest. He stands up with difficulty, and groans as he walks slowly to the end of the bed, putting a hand up to his chest. He stands there for a moment. We see LANA come up to the door of the room. She fiddles nervously with a bracelet on her wrist as she speaks.
Lana: That doesn't look like bed rest.
Lex: [laboured] Yeah.. well, I was never really good at.. taking things lying down.
Lana: [humorously] Well.. you are a Luthor.
She comes further into the room.
Lex: Yeah.. [sighs] I guess I am. [pause, he turns to face her] Lana.. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about losing the ship.
Lana: Wouldn't matter.. it'd still be gone.
Lex: Yeah, well, at least you wouldn't hate me for it.
He looks down.
Lana: [pause, moves closer to him] I don't hate you, Lex. How could I, after you risked your life to save mine.
Lex: You're one of the few good things in my life. [pause] I hope that won't change..?
Lana: Well, that depends on you. [pause] All I ever asked for was the truth.
Lex: And that's all you'll ever get from me from now on. [pause] I promise. [pause] Lana, we may not have the ship.. but that doesn't mean we can't keep trying to find it.. and solve all the mysteries that go with it. [pause as they look at one another] Partners?
He holds out his hand to her.
Lana: [pause] No. [Lex looks disappointed, Lana smiles] Let's try being friends.
Lex looks back at her, surprised, Lana smiles and hugs him. Lex looks stunned, and stands still for a moment before pressing his cheek against her hair. The camera moves past them and we see Clark through the window of the room, walking around the corner. He sees Lex and Lana hugging and stops, shocked. Lana sees him and pulls back from Lex, but Clark has gone.
Lex: What is it?
He looks in the same direction.
Lana: It's nothing.
She smiles at him, and after a moment he smiles back. Lana looks back at the corridor nervously.
The Daily Planet
Clark and Chloe are coming down the stairs.
Clark: [annoyed] The only reason Lana almost got k*lled was because of Lex.
Chloe: [sighs] Lana's a big girl Clark, she can make her own decisions.
Clark: I'm not saying she can't, but we all know Lex.. he twists everything around, one lie on top of another until you don't know what to believe.
Chloe: Oh, no, Lex is a snake, believe me, I've seen his scales, but he did almost die taking a b*llet for Lana.
Clark: I saved her from a b*mb, doesn't that mean anything?
Chloe: Yeah, you know, it would, if she knew about it. Clark, the only reason Lana started talking to Lex in the first place was to learn more [lowers her voice] about that spaceship.
Clark: [looks grim, walks around the desk] And if I would've been honest with her, she never would've had to.
Chloe: No. She wouldn't.
Clark: [pause, sincerely] I love her so much, Chloe.
Chloe: [pause] I know. But all you're doing right now Clark, is pushing her further away.
Clark: It's not what I want. I want us to be together for the rest of our lives.
Chloe: [nods] The only way that's ever gonna happen is if you tell her the truth.
Clark looks thoughtful.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x11 - Lockdown"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 2, 2006
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Clark: Will you marry me?
Lana: Yes, Clark, I'll marry you.
Lex: Whatever it is he's been covering up all this time, you know, don't you?
Lana: He could tell I was hiding your secret.
Lex: Just pull over so we can talk. Lana, watch out!
Clark: How could you take her away from me? You have to let me fix it.
Jor-El: The universe will find a balance.
Jonathan: I won't let you destroy my family. Now why don't you get the hell off my property?
Martha: Jonathan! Jonathan!
Clark: Dad?
Martha: NO!
Clark: [ Grunts ] [ Sighs ] This engine won't start. I don't know how to fix it.
Martha: You're home from school early.
Clark: Yeah, well, I sort of dropped out for the rest of the semester.
Martha: Clark, how could you do that?
Clark: You need me here. There's too much work to be done.
Martha: But ...
Clark: Mom, it's done.
Martha: [ Sighs ] The Governor's office wants to see me. Something about your father's senate seat. It's the last thing I want to do, I have to go to Metropolis. While I'm there, I ... I thought I'd drop some of your father's clothes off at the homeless shelter. Maybe it's too early to get rid of them, but I ... it's so hard seeing them in the closet. I can still smell his aftershave on the shirts. You should take a look, see if there's something you want to keep.
Clark: No, I'm sure there's someone who can use it more than I can.
Martha: Oh. I think your father would have wanted you to have this. I ... I remember the day he taught you how to tell time with it.
Clark: You should wear it. Well, if you're going to Metropolis, you should go before it gets too dark.
Snake: Hey, lady, need some help?
Martha: No, thank you. I can manage. Don't do that. Don't! No!
Snake: Nice bling, red.
Martha: That was my husband's. Ugh!
Snake: Crazy bitch. Slit her throat.
Andrea: I've been looking for you.
Ono: Hey! Back off, freak! Or I cut her.
[ Helicopter whirring ]
Andrea: Don't worry. You're safe now.
[ Siren wails ]
[ Crickets chirping ]
Lana: Hey. Um, the muses weren't helping me with my astronomy paper, so I thought I'd come by and talk you into a frothy cappu ...
Clark: I was on my way to the hardware store. I've got to pick up some supplies.
Lana: Are you sure it can't wait? Because I was really hoping we could talk. Clark ... I understand. You and your dad were really close.
Clark: Lana ...
Lana: You don't have to open up to me. You just can't keep bottling this up inside.
Clark: Thanks for coming by. I really have to go. The hardware store closes in a half an hour.
Lana: Hey.
Clark: I'm sorry.
Lana: No, you're angry. And you should be, but don't keeping hiding behind it. Trust me, I've tried.
Clark: I know you're trying to help. Thank you, but you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine. Mom? What happened? Oh, my god.
Martha: I was dropping off the clothes. These two guys came out of nowhere.
Clark: Are you hurt?
Martha: No, I'm all right. Clark, somebody rescued me. But not before they took your father's watch.
Clark: I just spent half the night down at Metropolis P.D. There's not one person down there who can tell me anything about who mugged my mom.
Chloe: I've got that covered. My mole down at the precinct said he'd fax me the police report as soon as he got it. So, your mom actually saw the vigilante?
Clark: Barely. She left just before the police got there.
Chloe: Do you know that there have been rumors about her flying around su1c1de Slums for weeks, but I couldn't get a confirmed eyewitness until your mom. Now this has "front-page news" written all over it. The vigilante is for real.
Clark: This is great, Chloe. I let my mom go down to su1c1de Slums alone, she gets mugged, and you're cashing in on it.
Chloe: Clark, I was just trying to help. You don't have to bite my head off.
Clark: I should have just accepted the watch, like my dad would have wanted. I couldn't even look at it. Now all I can think about is getting it back.
Andrea: O! I'm sorry.
Clark: I'm sorry.
Andrea: Uh, they're today's obits.
Chloe: Thanks.
Lex: I saw your car out front. Looks like old habits die hard.
Lana: Mrs. Kent asked me to close up for the night. They're going through a lot right now.
Lex: Look ... Lana ...
Lana: Lex, it's okay. You already said "I'm sorry."
Lex: Yeah, well, it means more when it's coming from someone who's not drunk. It seemed you were pretty upset with Clark that night. Are things better?
Lana: None of that really matters anymore. I just want to be able to help him through this difficult time.
Lex: How's he doing?
Lana: Lex, we both know what it's like to lose a parent. He's devastated.
Lex: Yeah, I-I tried to get ahold of him, but he doesn't want to see me.
Lana: Well, as much as we both want to help, I think all we can do is really just be there for him.
Lex: He's, uh ... he's very lucky to have you in his life, Lana. But when the time comes for you to lean on someone ... you know I'm always here.
Chloe: Now this is what I need, Clark ... a catchy moniker for our new crime-fighter. "Miss Death Wish." No, that's lame. "Dirty Harriet." No, that's too derivative. I got it. I got it, Clark. So, your mom said that she swooped down from the heavens. So how about "The Angel of Vengeance"?
Clark: Chloe, police report.
Chloe: Right. I'm sorry, Clark. Once I go Woodward and Bernstein, I get carried away. I'll go check the fax.
Andrea: I heard you were asking around about me. Something tells me a front-page story could be a little bad for my health. Let it go. ¿Comprende?
Clark: Hey, what are you doing?!
Andrea: Stay out of my way. I'm one of the good guys.
Chloe: Clark! Clark, are you all right?
Clark: Yeah.
Chloe: I guess round one goes to the "x" chromosomes, huh? And how about that costume? How cool was that?
Clark: A little over the top, if you ask me. Police reports?
Chloe: Oh, yeah, of course. Choke hold and everything aside, I've got to give the girl props for patrolling the streets. Now, I just wonder if we're dealing with natural-born-ninja territory or if she's just another garden-variety meteor freak.
Clark: Whoever she is, she's got issues.
Chloe: Aw, come on, Clark. Can't tell me you've never crossed boundaries to protect your identity.
Clark: It looks like I'm gonna have to get to know her a lot more than I wanted to. The police have no leads. Your angel of vengeance might be the only one who can I.D. the guys who mugged my mom.
Chloe: Well, after the way she chop-sockied you tonight, I wouldn't hold out for an invitation to tea.
Clark: I might not have to.
Chloe: No! No! Please, help! No, no!
Clark: Give me your purse!
Chloe: No! No! Please, help! No, no! Help! No! Help me! Help me! All right, you know what? We've taken this show on the road all over town, and this obviously isn't working.
Clark: 'Cause you're not screaming loud enough.
Chloe: Clark, I have freaked out every alley cat within a four-block radius.
Clark: Look, let's just go one more time. One more, come on.
Take it, come on. [ Sighs ] Ready? Go.
Chloe: No. Help, please. Come on! No. Please, help.
Clark: You've got to give it some feeling, some passion!
Chloe: Sto-o-o-p!
Andrea: You again.
Clark: Look, I didn't come here for a fight.
Andrea: Well, I'm not wearing dance shoes.
[ g*n cocks ]
Lex: Well, if I had known you wanted to duel, I would have brought my own p*stol.
Lionel: Oh, no. This isn't a w*apon, Lex. This is a piece of history, a gift from a grateful overseas partner.
Lex: That's right. A duel would require you to face your opponent. [ Scoffs ] You prefer to strike when they least expect it.
Lionel: Oh, yeah, the activity this morning in the Asian market. Is that what you mean? I heard. Brokers were buying up shares of Luthorcorp like they were half-price pot stickers.
Lex: Come on, Dad. You're just using the Chinese. I know you're the one leading the Apex Group's hostile takeover.
Lionel: And I didn't think you were paying attention. I'm pleased to see that is not the case, huh?
Lex: Wipe that smug smile off your face. I won't let it happen.
Lionel: How are you gonna stop it? Leveraged recapitalization? Your campaign directly compromised Luthorcorp's assets. There's not a single bank that will give you the money you need.
Lex: So, what are you gonna do for an encore? Put a b*llet in my head?
Lionel: [ Laughs ] Don't be so melodramatic, Lex. I would never f*re this. It's priceless. No, General Macarthur wore this when he came back to the Philippines. What was it he said, son? "I have returned."
Lex: Don't get ahead of yourself, Dad. You haven't taken the beach yet.
Andrea: You want a show-and-tell, meathead? Why don't you go first?
Clark: I don't know. I was born this way.
Andrea: You're lucky. The worst part is remembering what it was like to be normal.
Clark: Then how did you ...
Andrea: Turn into a freak of nature? When I got a heart transplant, six months ago. A girl dies in a meteor shower, and suddenly I get a souped-up second chance. You have no idea what it's like to know that someone's life has been traded for yours. That's why I carry this ... so I'll never forget.
Clark: [Groans] I'm kind of allergic.
Andrea: To a rock? Okay, whatever. So, I guess you and Sullivan have all the dirt you need on me now to write your little article.
Clark: I'm not here to expose you. I need your help. You saved my mom earlier tonight. Some guys were trying to mug her outside the East Side shelter. They took a watch.
Andrea: Sorry, but there are people down here who need a lot more help than finding some missing Timex.
Clark: It belonged to my dad.
Andrea: You lost him, didn't you? And you can't say goodbye.
Clark: What makes you say that?
Andrea: Because I've never been able to. My mom and I were coming home from my gymnastics meet. And these two guys mugged us. I didn't even feel the Kn*fe go into my heart. But when I looked up ... I saw her lying there. And they walked away ... laughing.
Clark: Is that why you do this?
Andrea: She dedicated her life to this group, Akrada. They fought the gangs, the dealers, even the suits who wanted to tear down our homes. She was this ... little woman, but she was a badass.
Clark: It's not fair. It's not fair to have someone like that just ripped out of your life.
Andrea: I can help you get the watch back. But that's not what you're really after, is it? You want justice. Just like me.
Clark: Can you tell me where they are?
Andrea: They're part of the 13th Street g*ng. But the guy you want has gone underground. And his g*ng is all packing 9 mils. But I'm in if you're in.
Chloe: Mrs. Kent, what are you doing here?
Martha: Looking for Clark. Have you seen him?
Chloe: Yeah. About an hour ago. He left me holding the bag, literally.
[ Martha sighs ]
Chloe: Hey, you know, I heard what happened. It's good to see that you're okay. Don't worry about Clark. I'm sure he'll pop up again soon, or blur in, or whatever it is he does.
Martha: He's been gone all night. He's not answering his cellphone. It's not like him.
Chloe: There's a lot that's not been like him lately.
Martha: He's trying to find those guys, isn't he? Chloe, I know you have a lot of secrets you have to keep, but this isn't one of them.
Chloe: He feels really guilty about the watch.
Martha: And me?
Chloe: Well, honestly, right now he's willing to feel anything except for the pain of saying goodbye.
Martha: Oh. But that doesn't keep it from being real. The more he refuses to go through this, the worse it's gonna get.
Chloe: I know. I'm trying to do everything I can, but I don't think denial is that unusual.
Martha: But Clark is. He's got to take all those emotions out somewhere.
Chloe: Or on someone.
Martha: And when he does, I'm afraid of what might happen. We both know what he's capable of.
Chloe: Yeah, but Clark's always managed to keep things in perspective.
Martha: It's just that ... Jonathan was always there. He always knew what to say.
[ Sighs ]
Chloe: Mrs. Kent, I don't think that he was the only one.
Martha: When he died ... I really didn't know if I could keep the secret by myself. It's good to know you're here. Thank you.
Chloe: He's gonna be okay. We won't let anything happen to him.
Andrea: That's the guy he was with.
Thug: Sorry, this isn't a costume party. Ugh!
Andrea: Whoa, there, Jethro. Maybe you should put the brawn away and let the brains handle this. Looks like somebody got the best of you. We're looking for that friend of yours. You know, the one with the serpentine facial graffiti.
Ono: So, why are you talking to me?
Clark: 'Cause he's gone kinda AWOL, and he's got something of mine.
Andrea: We want it back. Tell us where he is.
Clark: You know what? Just tell him we're looking for him.
Andrea: What are you doing? So much for brains winning out.
One: [ Dials cellphone ] Snake, it's Ono. That chick showed up with some boy scout. They said to tell you they're looking for you.
Clark: Can you check the last number he dialed?
Chloe: Well, I guess my "go to" status has been reinstated. For a while there, I thought maybe I'd been replaced by the leather-clad version.
Clark: Do you always change in a phone booth?
Andrea: The janitor was in the bathroom.
Chloe: I thought the glasses were fake.
Andrea: Are you kidding? I'm blind as a bat. Besides, the mask doesn't look so good with glasses over it.
Chloe: Hmm. Acuvue to the rescue.
Andrea: Those were some impressive moves you used to jack that phone. I could use a sidekick more often.
Clark: I'm not a sidekick.
[ Chloe chuckles ]
Clark: We should find a reverse phone list.
Chloe: Yeah, and then maybe we can just bypass the log-on page.
Andrea: Got it covered.
Chloe: That's why you work here, isn't it? Because nothing happens in Metropolis without going through the Daily Planet.
Andrea: Way to put the pieces together, Brenda Starr.
Chloe: Unless Snake's real name is Beatrice Krauss, I think he's using a stolen phone.
Clark: Can you pull up the outgoing calls?
Chloe: It looks like he's a proud supporter of fantasy phone.
Clark: More importantly, deep-dish pizza. Yeah, I'd like to make an order for delivery. My number is 555-1138. 1436 Stanton street. Yes, that's my address. Thank you.
Chloe: Looks like it's time to call the police.
Clark and Andrea: No.
Chloe: Clark, don't you think you're a little too close to this?
Clark: Chloe, if I don't use my abilities to stop lowlifes like this, what's the point in having them?
Chloe: I really don't think that you should be go ...
Andrea: Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on him.
Clark: How is it that trash like you is still alive and my dad's d*ad?
Snake: You better leave now, or you'll be d*ad, too.
Clark: You stole my dad's watch, and I want it back.
Snake: I don't know what you're talking about. I don't have it anymore! I sold it!
Clark: It was my dad's.
[ Gasps ]
Andrea: What are you waiting for? He deserves to die! If you won't k*ll him, I will.
Clark: No.
[ Clark moans ]
Andrea: Sorry. I have to do this. You. Is this the Kn*fe you used to k*ll my mother?
Clark: No, he's not worth it.
Andrea: You didn't have to k*ll her. She gave you all the money she had. Uhh!
Snake: It wasn't about the money. I was told to make it look like a mugging.
Andrea: It was a h*t?
Snake: She was in their way.
Andrea: Whose? Who hired you?!
Snake: The suits. Those Apex suits. The ones that are tearing down the slums.
Andrea: I want a name.
Clark: Andrea!
Snake: All I know is, the guy that hired me got a call from Lionel Luthor.
Clark: Don't.
[Snake chuckles]
Clark: Noooo! [Groans]
Lex: I see you've already moved in. Don't you think that's a little premature, Dad? I mean, he board doesn't meet on the bid until the morning.
Lionel: I value efficiency, Lex. You know that. I hear you ran a hectic phone bank today. It must be humbling to pull all those strings and find out they're attached to nothing.
Lex: Especially when your father's the one holding the scissors.
Lionel: You left the company vulnerable.
Lex: Then I suppose I should be thanking you. I mean, if you hadn't tried to take it, someone else would have.
Lionel: Exactly. What good is having a family if they don't watch out for each other?
Lex: On the off chance that unshakable family loyalty fails, there's always those Luthor closets to rummage through.
Lionel: All right, let's skip the prologue, Lex. What ancient skeleton do you think you've dug up this time?
Lex: Well, it's not quite a skeleton yet. More like a freshly laid corpse. [Lionel laughs ]
Lex: I wonder how Martha Kent would feel if she knew you had a secret meeting with her husband right before he died. Now, a transgression like that would test the virtues of even the most forgiving woman.
Lionel: What do you want, Lex?
Lex: I hope you enjoyed your stay. Sorry it was so short.
Ono: Snake? Snake!
[ Clark moans ]
Ono: You're a d*ad man.
Andrea: You kicked people out of their homes so you could develop su1c1de Slums for profit. My mother stood up to you, so you had her m*rder. No one escapes justice, Luthor ... not even you.
Lionel: Listen, we're not as different as you might think.
Andrea: Like you know anything about me.
Lionel: I do. I grew up on the same treacherous streets that you did. I lost my parents just like you did, to a senseless crime.
Andrea: It wasn't senseless. It was calculated.
Clark: Andrea, stop! Let the police do their job. If he's guilty, he'll pay.
Andrea: If your father was m*rder, and you were face-to-face with his k*ller, what would you do?
Clark: What if you're wrong? What if he had nothing to do with it?
Lionel: Andrea, listen to him. Listen.
Clark: Look, I know what's in your heart. It's anger. I feel it, too. But k*lling him, taking his life, is not gonna change anything.
Andrea: Yes, it will!
Clark: Andrea, stop. Think about your mother. Is this what she would want you to do? Let him go. Let him go, and everything will be okay.
Andrea: I k*lled a man. And I know you, Clark. You could never let me walk out of here. It's time for you to be the real hero.
Lionel: Aaahhh! Exceptional woman. Grossly misguided.
Clark: She's been through a lot.
Lionel: Why do I think you saved my life for her sake, not for mine? Whatever the reason ... thank you, son.
[ Crickets chirping ]
[ Martha gasps ]
Lionel: Martha, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.
Martha: It's all right. I was somewhere else.
Lionel: Yes. These days must be, uh, difficult to get through. I understand. When my wife ... when Lillian died, I ... I thought I'd never be whole again. It takes a long time to let yourself heal.
Martha: Well, I'm doing the best I can.
Lionel: I hear the governor has asked you to take Jonathan's seat in the senate.
Martha: I haven't even told Clark about that. How do you know?
Lionel: I make it a point to know things. I ... I wanted to find out how you were.
Martha: I'm not sure I'm going to accept the offer, if you came by to sway me one way or the other.
Lionel: No, you're quite capable of making that decision on your own. I-I'm only sorry that, uh, they burdened you with this. You've got so much to deal with now, Martha. I know that Jonathan leveraged a good part of the farm.
Martha: That was his decision.
Lionel: That was his pride. So he could pay back the campaign contribution I made. I can't accept it. Jonathan and I let politics and money come between us. I don't want that to happen to us, Martha. If you need anything ... please, I'm here for you always. As a friend.
Chloe: Hey. I found her desk like this when I got in this morning. I called her home, and her cell. It looks like she pulled an Amelia Earhart.
Clark: She's never gonna let anyone find her now.
Chloe: Yeah, well, I guess exile is the price you have to pay when you play judge, jury, and executioner.
Clark: Yeah.
Chloe: Clark, what really happened out there?
Clark: I should have listened to you, Chloe. You tried to warn me. [Sighs] I had my hand around that guy's throat. And I thought that if I just kept squeezing the life out of him, it would make everything right again.
Chloe: God, Clark. But you didn't.
Clark: No.
Chloe: What made you stop?
Clark: My dad's voice. This is gonna sound weird, but I ... I could hear him. He was the one who always kept me from going over the edge when I was too close.
Chloe: It's too bad Andrea didn't step back in time. I think Metropolis could really use someone like her right now. Do you think you could ever do what she did? Play the mild-mannered reporter by day and a crime-fighter by night?
Clark: Honestly? I'm kind of hoping I can find a way to not have to hide who I really am.
Lana: I searched every pawnshop in Metropolis for it.
Clark: I can't believe you found this. Lana ... I'm sorry for the way I've been acting. I know I should be able to move on, but life without him ... doesn't feel real.
Lana: It's like you're frozen, and the whole world is going on around you. No matter how many people want to be there for you, you end up going through this alone.
Clark: It's not like you ever let me take the easy way out, either, huh?
Lana: [ Chuckles ] Put it on. It looks great. Your dad would be really happy.
Jonathan: Here, go that way. Make a figure eight.
Martha: Please, be careful.
Jonathan: Don't worry, sweetheart! It's gonna be fine!
Martha: That's what you always say.
[ Tractor runs ]
Clark: That way?
Jonathan: What, are you kidding?
This young man's a man of steel! Look at him.[ Laughs ]
Jonathan: Make one more turn.
Martha: Where are you going?
Jonathan: I thought I'd show our son the back 40. After all, it's all gonna be his one day, right? Clark, wave bye to Mommy, son.
Clark: Bye-bye.
[ Martha sobs ] [ Sniffles ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x13 - Vengeance"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 9, 2006
[ Thunder crashes ]
[ Shower running ]
Lois: Kettle's on, Chloe. Nothing like a cup of chamomile and a hot shower to relax you.
Chloe: Thanks, Lois. I feel better already.
[ Thunder crashing ]
[ Electricity crackles ]
Chloe: Great. And my night is complete. Bet the lights aren't out in Metropolis. [ Sighs ] Lois! Do you have a candle?
Lois: Look in the little cabinet, bottom drawer.
Chloe: Aha.
[ Thunder crashes ]
Chloe: Blech. [ Gasps ]
Gretchen: Help me.
[ Chloe screams ]
Lois: Chloe! Chloe?
Chloe: Help me.
Clark: Lois, where's Chloe? Is she all right?
Dr. Seidel: Well, that's what we're just trying to determine. And you are?
Clark: Clark Kent.
Dr. Seidel: How do you do? I'm Dr. Seidel.
Lois: He's Chloe's psychiatrist. Clark, I found her on the bathroom floor. She cut her wrists.
Clark: What?
Lois: I feel so guilty. I should've seen it coming. She ... she hasn't been getting much sleep between, you know, school and her job at the Planet, and ...
Dr. Seidel: Is there any history of mental illness?
Lois: No. I'm her cousin. I would know if there were any bats in the belfry.
Dr. Seidel: Fine. That will give us something to start with. Orderly, would you take Miss Sullivan from the E.R. to room 258, please? Make sure she's comfortable.
Michael: Uh, yes, sir.
Clark: Doctor, I don't understand. Why would Chloe do this to herself?
Dr. Seidel: It's a culmination of a number of factors - family history, stress, loss of a loved one. Sometimes a person has a secret they feel they can't share. But whatever it is, I'll uncover it, and I will treat it aggressively.
Clark: Hey.
Chloe: Hey.
Clark: How you doin'?
Chloe: I'm out of it ... from the sedatives they gave me.
Clark: So, what happened?
Chloe: I don't know.
Clark: You know, Chloe, if you got to talk about somethin' ...
Chloe: Clark, really, I don't know. I mean, I was showering, and then the lights went out, and ... it's just all jumbled. I just woke up on the floor bleeding. Clark, I'm a writer. If I was gonna k*ll myself, I would leave one hell of a su1c1de note.
[ Clark chuckles ]
Chloe: I think there was someone else in the room with me, though.
Clark: Lois didn't see anyone. You know, Chloe, the doctor asked if you had any history of mental illness in your family. Should we tell him about your mom?
Chloe: No.
Clark: Chloe, she ...
Chloe: Clark, I don't know what's happening to me, but I don't want anyone thinkin' I'm like my mom. So just don't say anything, all right?
Clark: Yeah.
[ Knock on window ]
Lionel: On my way back to Metropolis. Didn't mean to interrupt. I just thought I'd check on how you're doing.
Martha: I do have a front door.
Lionel: Next time, I'll, uh ... come to the front.
Martha: Maybe you should call first.
Lionel: Let me help you.
Martha: Thank you.
Lionel: Let's see. Budget. Fiscal projections. Public works. Everything a potential senator would need to know. You consideringtaking his senate seat?
Martha: I don't know. It's complicated.
Lionel: I know how hard it is to, um ... get back any sense of what's normal after you ... lose someone you love. It will get easier, Martha. I know it will. You just have to give yourself time.
[ Door opens, closes ]
Gretchen: Help me. Please! Help me. Chloe. Please! Help me.
[ Fluorescent light buzzes ]
Chloe: Hello? [ Gasps ] Lana.
Lana: Chloe, I got here as fast as I could. Is everything okay?
Chloe: Where is she?
Lana: Who?
Chloe: The girl. She was just here. My God. There's so much blood.
Lana: Chloe ... Hey, we should get you back to bed, all right?
Chloe: No, I have to find her. I just saw her. Where is she?
Doctor! Doctor, there was a woman that was just in my room, and she really needs your help.
Dr. Seidel: Re-Relax, Miss Sullivan. Orderly.
Chloe: Just listen to me!
Dr. Seidel: I'm listening. I'm listening ...
Chloe: There's blood all over the floor from her. Don't you see? It's going all the way down the hallway from my bathroom.
Dr. Seidel: There's no blood. There's no blood. Please relax.
Chloe: She was in my bathroom. You're not listening to me!
Dr. Seidel: I'm listening. I'm listening ...
Chloe: There is blood! There's blood everywhere! There was a woman in my room, and she needs my help! You're not listening! Please! Listen to me, please!
Chloe: Nurse, nurse, take her arm, please.
Dr. Seidel: Lie back. Please ...
Chloe: Make him listen. No! Please, just ... you don't understand! She needs our help! No! Lana, make them listen! Lana!
Lex: How hard can it be to find one college professor from a dirt state? I want Fine located or somebody's gonna be wondering where you disappeared to. Lana. What's wrong?
Lana: Chloe ... uh, she's in the hospital. She ... she tried to k*ll herself.
Lex: Is she all right?
Lana: I-I don't know. I tried talking to her, but she wasn't making any sense. They sedated her.
Lex: Who's her doctor?
Lana: Some psychiatrist at the Med Center. That's actually why I came to see you. When you were in Belle Reve, the doctors helped you when you were having problems, right?
Lex: I'll make the call. She'll have the best doctors this side of Vienna helping within the hour.
Lana: Lex, thank you. I didn't know who else to go to.
Clark: Lex, what are you doin' here?
Lex: Lana came to see me. She told me what happened.
Clark: Well, thanks for coming by, but we have it under control.
Lex: Clark, this is a local med center. If Chloe scraped her knee, I'm sure she'd be in good hands. But something like this requires a more delicate touch. I'll make sure she gets the best care possible.
Clark: You're gonna transfer her?
Lex: The helicopter's en route. She'll be in Belle Reve before she wakes up.
Clark: Chloe doesn't belong in Belle Reve.
Lex: Lana thinks so. I know how much you care about Chloe. A close friend, someone you trust more than anyone else in the world ... it's hard to see them like this. I'll take good care of her, I promise.
[ Thunder crashes ]
Lois: What are you doing? She should be in the hospital.
Clark: Lex wanted to transfer her to Belle Reve.
Lois: Well, Clark, maybe that's what she needs right now.
Clark: Lois, you don't know what goes on in there. And do you really want Lex and these doctors getting inside Chloe's head?
Lois: If it makes her feel better, I don't care if Daffy Duck whacks her with a mallet.
Chloe: You guys, I'm drugged, I'm not deaf.
Lois: Hey. How you feeling?
Chloe: I'm thirsty.
Clark: I'll get you some water.
Chloe: Actually, um, can I just get a cappuccino? I think it might help clear the cobwebs.
Lois: I'll go downstairs and whip you up a double. Can you not do anything ridiculous for five minutes?
[ Clark sighs ]
Chloe: Not too happy about the breakout, huh?
Clark: Yeah. She's just worried about you. We all are.
Chloe: Clark, I know what I saw. I didn't imagine anything. And I didn't hurt myself. I wouldn't do that. I'm not my mother.
Clark: I know.
Gretchen: Help me.
Chloe: Did you hear that?
Clark: Hear what?
Chloe: [ Gasps ] She's here.
Clark: Chloe, you okay?
Chloe: She's in the wall.
Clark: Who?
Chloe: The girl I keep seeing. We have to help her!
Clark: Chloe, look, just calm down, all right? We'll get her out of the wall.
Chloe: No, Clark. No, Clark! Clark, I'm not crazy! She's in the wall. Please, just look. Please.
Clark: Oh, my God. Ohh!
Chloe: Clark. Clark?
Clark: Yes, it was in the bathroom wall. No, I don't know how long it's been there. No, this is not a prank. Would you just send the sheriff over?
Lois: The sheriff? Clark, what did you do now?
Clark: Lois ...
Lois: I can't believe this, what's ... Holy crap. What, uh ... uh, are you all right?
Gretchen/Chloe: Yeah. I feel much better now.
[ Thunder crashes ]
[ Thunder crashes ]
Clark: Maybe what you saw wasn't in your head. Maybe it was this girl's spirit trying to contact you.
Chloe: Yeah, when the lightning h*t the talon, it must have jump-started her body.
Clark: Not to mention the Kryptonite in her bracelet.
Chloe: Yeah, the Krypto thing. That poor girl, sealed up in that wall all that time, all alone.
Clark: I just hope she didn't suffer.
Chloe: Well, I think she did ... a lot. [ Sighs ] That's good.
Clark: You should get some rest.
Chloe: No, I've slept enough. We need to find him.
Clark: Find who?
Chloe: The man who did this. He needs to suffer like she did.
Clark: Why don't you try to go to sleep? We'll talk about this in the morning.
[ Thunder crashes ]
Lois: Her name was Gretchen Winters.
Clark: The police don't have any leads on who put her behind the wall?
Lois: The new sheriff's a little green, literally. But Gretchen is definitely not the only girl they found on the wrong side of some drywall.
Clark: Chloe should hear this. Chloe.
Lois: Where'd she go?
[ Thunder crashes]
[ Buzzes ]
Lana: Chloe.
Chloe: Hey, roomie.
Lana: Hey, where have you been? Lex and I have been looking for you all night.
Chloe: Oh, I just, um ... had some stuff that I had to get to. Can I borrow this?
Lana: That's yours.
Chloe: Oh. [ Chuckles ] I've got some pretty cool stuff. I'll see you around.
Lana: Chloe, wait. Where are you going?
Lex: Whoa.
Chloe: Sorry.
Lex: Where do you think you're going?
Chloe: Why does everyone keep asking me that?
Lana: Because we're worried about you, Chloe.
Chloe: Don't be. I'm fine.
Lex: Chloe, I know you may think you're better, but it's just a trick your mind's playing on you. You need help.
Chloe: No, what I need is for you to move out of my way.
Lex: I'm sorry, but I'm taking you to Belle Reve.
[ Buzzes ]
Lex: Aah!
Clark: What happened?
Lex: You tell me. How did Chloe get out of her restraints at the hospital?
Clark: Chloe was here? Where'd she go?
Lana: I don't know, but she was acting like a different person.
Lex: Now she's out there with a w*apon when she should be getting the help she needs. Nice work.
[ Thunder crashes ]
Lois: I told you, she should've stayed at the hospital, Clark.
Clark: I'm gonna go see if Chloe's been to the Planet.
Lois: Okay, fine, fine. I'll call you if she shows up, all right?
Michael: Sorry, I was just about to knock.
Lois: Do I know you?
Michael: Yeah, I mean, we did a pass-by at the hospital when they brought your cousin in. Michael.
Lois: Right, the nurse.
Michael: Orderly actually. Nurse is a whole other thing.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Excuse me. I'm just trying to do a little aura cleansing.
Michael: Ah.
[ Thunder crashes ]
Michael: Have you seen Chloe?
Lois: Uh, no, I haven't. I didn't know that orderlies made house calls.
Michael: Oh, she just seemed like a really sweet girl. I want to make sure she gets help ... before something bad happens.
Lois: Well, I'll call Dr. Seidel if I hear from her. What are you looking at?
Michael: Hmm? Oh, nothing. My dad used to run this place, back when it was a movie theater. I haven't been up here in ... God, must be going on10 years now.
Lois: 10 years?
Michael: Looks a lot nicer. Smells better, too.
Lois: [Chuckles ] Miracle of the, uh, aura-cleansing sage. Speaking of which, you know, I should probably get back to my thing.
Michael: Oh, yeah, yeah, sure. Um, if you see her, will you tell her I was asking about her?
Lois: Sure.
Michael: Good. Thanks.
Lois: No problem. [ Sighs ]
[ Ringing ]
Lois: Come on, come on.
Michael: [ Sighs ] No, don't, don't, don't fight. It's okay. Shh-shh-shh.
Voice on phone: Smallville Sheriff's Station.
Michael: Shh.
Voice on phone: Hello?
[ Thunder crashing ]
[ Knocking on door ]
Chloe/Gretchen: Michael.
Michael: Miss Sullivan.
Chloe/Gretchen: I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go. I need your help.
Michael: Of course I'll help you. Please, come in. I know things probably seem pretty bad right now, but it's gonna be all right. I'll help you.
Chloe/Gretchen: [ Scoffs ] Like you did with Gretchen?
Michael: Who?
Chloe/Gretchen: Gretchen Winters. You remember her, don't you? You were so nice to her at first. You gave her a pretty green bracelet, and you ... you held her when she cried, and you listened to all her problems, all the things that were tearing her up inside. And then you told her your problems ... and it made her sick. And she tried to leave, but you wouldn't let her go, and you grabbed a Kn*fe ...
Michael: How could you know that? No one can.
Chloe/Gretchen: Except you and Gretchen. She didn't deserve to die like that, you son of a bitch!
Michael: You're very ill, Miss Sullivan. That's why you're talking like this. But don't worry. I can help.
Chloe/Gretchen: Aah!
Michael: It's gonna hurt just a little bit.
Chloe/Gretchen: This is gonna hurt a lot.
[ Buzzing ]
Michael: Aah!
Lois: Help me! Is someone up there?
[ Thunder crashes ]
Lois: Chloe. We have to get out of here. The orderly from the hospital, he k*lled that girl you found in the wall.
Chloe/Gretchen: I know. It's okay. He's not gonna hurt anyone again.
Lois: Chloe!
Michael: Time for your treatment, ladies. Now.
[ Thunder crashes ]
Michael: Does it hurt? Do you feel like you want to do something wrong to yourself, even though you deserve it?
Chloe/Gretchen: Let them go.
Michael: Them? Disassociated, removed from what's happening. You really are sick.
Lois: Look who's talking.
Michael: There are things that squirm just beneath the skin ... but I can make them stop.
Lois: Hey! Get the Hell away from her!
Michael: I'm just trying to help before she ends up in an asylum, like her mother.
Lois: Your mother?
Michael: It's one of her squirmy things. She didn't even tell her doctor.
But I get inside my girls. I find out things. My father used to make these. He was very good with his hands. I'd just sit for hours and watch him. And while I watched, he would tell me secrets ... about my mother.
[ Thunder crashes ]
Michael: She wasn't very nice. But he loved her. He helped her be at peace. So I help my girls. I take their secrets ... ... and they take mine ... forever. You always hurt the ones you love. That's not a secret. That's just something you have to learn.
Chloe/Gretchen: No, wait! Wait! Wait, I'm sorry!
Michael: So am I, sometimes, but we do what we have to to get better.
Lois: Aah!
Chloe/Gretchen: No. No!
Michael: Take it. Take it! Slit your wrists.
Lois: Screw you, shorty.
Michael: Open your wrist and release all your secrets. You can be at peace, just like all of them. Or ... ... you'll watch your our cousin die. Do it!
[ Thunder rumbles ]
Michael: Do it, or her pretty face won't be so pretty anymore.
Lois: Hah!
Michael: Yaaaah! Are all the women in your family crazy?!
Chloe/Gretchen: No! No!
Michael: Aah!
Chloe/Gretchen: No, Mikey! Mikey, Mikey! Mikey, Mikey.
Michael: What did you call me?
Chloe/Gretchen: Mikey. [ Chuckles ] It's what dad used to call you. Little Mikey. Remember that? You hated it.
Michael: How do you know so much?
Chloe/Gretchen: [ Breathing heavily ] I know all your secrets, Mikey. It's me. It's Gretchen.
[ Thunder crashes ]
Michael: Gretchen?
Chloe/Gretchen: I need you, Mikey. Please. I need you to take away all my secrets. Make it stop hurting, just like you did before. Please?
Michael: Anything for my girl. Anything for my girl. Ohh! Aah! No. What ... what are you doing? Gretchen, stop it. Aaaah!
Lois: Chloe!
[ Crashing ]
Lois: You okay?
Chloe: Yeah.
Clark: What happened?
Chloe: [ Sighs ] I guess Gretchen got what she came back for.
Lana: Hey.
Clark: Hey.
Lana: Chloe told me what happened.
Clark: Yeah, how's she holding up?
Lana: She's okay, considering that she was possessed and almost chopped up by a psychotic orderly.
Clark: Why didn't you tell me you went to Lex?
Lana: Why didn't you tell me you broke Chloe out of the psych ward? We should've come together, Clark. That's what couples do when these things happen. They turn to each other.
Clark: Why didn't we?
Lana: I love you. I love you with all of my heart. But ... I don't know how to talk to you anymore. I guess we all have our secrets.
Martha: How's the tractor coming?
Clark: I think I got it workin'. I'm not as handy with a set of tools as Dad was.
Martha: Oh, I'm sure it's fine. There's an awful lot of your father in you.
Clark: I hope so. You really understand all that stuff?
Martha: Most of it. Your mother was a corporate animal once, as hard as that is to believe.
Clark: It's not. I always thought you could do whatever you wanted to if you put your mind to it. So did Dad. You should do it, Mom. You should take over Dad's state senate seat.
Martha: I can't do that.
Clark: Why not?
Martha: Being a state senator isn't a part-time job. I'd be gone all the time. We have a farm to run.
Clark: Mom, I can take over the farm. I think this is something you really want to do. And I know it's what Dad would have wanted.
Martha: Well ... I never was one to disappoint a Kent boy.
Chloe: "Smallville Serial k*ller Commits su1c1de," by Ted Bittleman. I can't even get a by-line when I'm a part of the story.
Clark: Well, I'm just glad you're not part of the obituaries.
Chloe: Yeah, or wearing a strait jacket at Belle Reve.
Clark: I'd never let that happen.
Chloe: You know, I ... had a couple moments there where I actually thought I was losing my mind. I mean, I understand how Gretchen's spirit was released and all that, but ... why was I the only one that could see her? I mean, why did she choose me?
Clark: Maybe because you care more about other people than anyone else I know.
Chloe: Or maybe there really is something wrong with me, like my mother. [ Chuckles ]
Clark: What is wrong with your mother, exactly?
Chloe: I don't know. I mean, she left when I was 12, so that was before ... I don't know.
Clark: But you do know where she is.
Chloe: Yeah.
Clark: Why haven't you been to see her?
Chloe: Well, because, um ... [ Sighs ] ... Because I'm afraid. I mean, what if I look into her eyes and I see myself?
Clark: What if you wait too long and you never get the chance to look into her eyes again? She's your mother. She always will be. It's not gonna change, no matter what.
[ Chloe sighs ]
[ Keyboard keys clacking ]
[ Chloe sighs ]
[ Chloe sighs ]
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Mom? [ Sniffles, sobs ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x14 - Tomb"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 16, 2006
Dr. Hong: Victor, can you hear me? I'm sorry for what we did to you. This was all I could save.
Victor: Thank you.
[ Alarm blaring ]
Dr. Hong: They're coming. You have to go. Now!
Dr. Krieg: Stop him! Aim for the shoulder! Seal the building. I need him alive. [ Breathing heavily ] Sweep the area. I want him back in his cage.
[ Tires screech ]
Lana: I h*t you at 30 miles an hour. You should be d*ad.
Victor: It won't be the first time.
Lana: Who are you?
Victor: Nobody you want to know. Trust me.
Lana: Wait. At least tell me how you ...
Victor: I'm sorry about your car, but I don't have time for 20 questions right now. I'm out of here.
[ Beeping ]
Lana: Clark, I need your help.
[ Martha exhales sharply ]
Clark: Lana, you okay?
Lana: Yeah, it's just a cut. How'd you get here so fast?
Clark: I was at the Daily Planet with Chloe. What happened?
Lana: I was driving down the street, heading toward the library, when this guy ran out in front of my car. I didn't even have time to brake. Clark, I h*t him full on.
Clark: I'm sorry.
Lana: No, you don't understand. He didn't have a scratch on him.
Clark: Lana, who is this guy?
Lana: I don't know. He brought me to the hospital. He wouldn't tell me his name. He was acting all jumpy and tense, like somebody was after him.
Clark: What does he look like?
[ Siren wails ]
Clark: Is that who's chasing you ... the police?
Victor: You got the wrong guy.
Clark: My girlfriend didn't crash her jeep running into you?
Victor: What are you looking for, an apology?
Clark: Just some answers. She said she h*t you full on. You're not even hurt. How'd you manage that?
Victor: Milk. Does a body good.
Clark: Victor? Victor Stone? Met High wide receiver.
Victor: I know you?
Clark: Yeah, I'm Clark Kent. I played for the Smallville Crows.
Victor: Kent ... quarterback. I remember. Some arm you got.
Clark: I-I don't play anymore.
Victor: Yeah. Me neither.
Clark: It's not surprising since I heard you were d*ad.
Victor: Look, man, I'm sorry about what happened with your girlfriend. I really am, but I got places I don't want to be right now. Catch you later, Kent.
Clark: Victor, wait.
Victor: Let me go. Kent! Kent! Are you ... What the Hell are you made of?
Clark: I was just about to ask you that.
Victor: What are you looking at, man?
[ Telephone rings ]
Martha: Hello. Who are you? How did ... no, I understand, but I-I don't think I can raise that much. All right. I'll be there.
[ Knock on door ]
Martha: Lionel.
Lionel: I'm not too early, am I? Didn't we say 11:30?
Martha: Oh. Right. The conference in Topeka. Come in.
Lionel: You'll save a full day if you take the helicopter, Senator. But if you think it could be a-a conflict of interest to accept a favor from LuthorCorp ...
Martha: No, no, no. No. It's just that something's come up, and I'm going to have to reschedule.
Lionel: What is it, Martha? Is everything all right?
Martha: Nothing I can't handle.
Lionel: Oh, I don't doubt that for a minute. [ Sighs ] If, uh, if you need a ride in the future, or anything ... anything at all ... please, don't hesitate. Please. Call me.
Martha: I-I will. Thank you.
Clark: Lana, hi. Look, I'm sorry I had to leave so soon, but Victor really didn't want to hang around. No, uh, you should actually stay in Metropolis till I can figure out what's going on. Yeah, Chloe's on her way to pick you up. Okay. Bye. Newspapers got it wrong, huh?
Victor: No. They didn't. We were all in the car ... laughing, carrying on. Then it started to snow. My little sister always loved the snow. My ma ... my pops ... ... my little sister. I should have died with them. I passed out ... expected to see some angels next time I woke up. Instead, I got a bunch of Cyntechnics scientists playing Frankenstein.
Clark: Cyntechnics ... they did this to you?
Victor: I wasn't the only d*ad guy they pulled from an accident ... just the first to survive their experiments. If it wasn't for this one doctor that helped me escape, I'd be more machine than man right now.
Clark: Machine? You mean bionics? That's what all the metal is in your body.
Victor: How do you know what's in me? What about that wall I tossed you into? How come you're not even hurt?
Clark: You're not the only one who drinks a lot of milk.
Victor: So, you're bionic like me?
Clark: No, I'm ... I'm just different.
Victor: What about your girlfriend ... Lana? She's okay with you being ... whatever you are?
Clark: Lana doesn't know.
Victor: Neither will Katherine.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] Who's Katherine?
Victor: It's my girl.
Clark: She's beautiful.
Victor: We were planning on getting married after school. Some wedding that'd be now.
Clark: Does she even know you're alive?
Victor: No. I don't want to see her. If she knew what I am now ... what they did to me. How could she ever love a thing like me?
Clark: I'm really not the best person to be asking about that.
Victor: Won't even matter if Cyntechnics catches up with me first.
Clark: I got a friend of mine who works at the Daily Planet. She might be able to help find out more about these guys ... maybe get 'em off your back.
Victor: You'd do that for me?
Clark: I kind of got this thing about being experimented on in labs. Sit tight. You should be safe here. Be back as soon as I can.
Chloe: So, on a scale from one to Taye Diggs, where exactly are we?
Lana: Um, he's definitely up there.
Chloe: Yeah? Tall, dark, and bionic. You think he likes blondes?
Clark: His girlfriend's a brunette. Sorry.
Chloe: Oh.
Lana: Does she know what actually happened to him?
Clark: No. He doesn't want her to know. He's afraid how she'll react.
Lana: Well, what's he gonna do ... just keep lying to her and hope that she doesn't notice how different he is?
Chloe: So, I did some digging in Cyntechnics' backyard, and I came up with more flowers than dirt.
Clark: There's got to be something.
Chloe: Well, uh, their main focus has become the Machina project. "Cutting-edge prosthetics designed to replace damaged or severed limbs."
Clark: Well, what they did to Victor is much more extensive than a severed limb.
Lana: Who owns Cyntechnics?
Chloe: Um ... guess what. It is owned by LuthorCorp.
Clark: We need to talk.
Lex: And you should work on your entrance, Clark. A bit abrupt, don't you think?
Clark: What do you know about Cyntechnics?
Lex: See, now, that's exactly what I mean. No small talk, no pleasantries ... just straight to the accusations.
Clark: I haven't accused you of anything.
Lex: You don't have to. Your, uh, righteous tone says it all. So, what am I supposed to have done this time?
Clark: How about turning Victor Stone into a tin man without his consent?
Lex: Victor Stone, the football player? I thought I read he died in a car crash.
Clark: That's what Cyntechnics wanted everyone to believe so they could experiment on him.
Lex: Well, then maybe you should be badgering Cyntechnics.
Clark: I am. LuthorCorp bought them out seven months ago.
Lex: Clark, in the last quarter alone, LuthorCorp has sold or acquired over 100 small ventures.
Clark: So you're saying you don't know what goes on within your own company?
Lex: I'm saying I run a multinational corporation. The complexity of keeping it operating requires me to delegate responsibilities. Now, if someone's abusing that position, I'll take the necessary steps to rectify the situation.
Clark: So will I.
Lana: Victor? Victor?
[ Gasps ]
Victor: Sorry.
Lana: That's okay. [ Chuckles ]
Victor: Where's Clark?
Lana: He went to go talk to Lex.
Victor: You mean Lex Luthor?
Lana: Yeah, well, it turns out that LuthorCorp owns the company that did this to you.
Victor: Maybe I should have a few words of my own with this Luthor.
Lana: Lex has done a lot of things in the past that I don't like, but I can't believe he has any part in this. He's different.
Victor: [ Scoffs ] So am I. Only I didn't have a choice.
Lana: Well, now you do.
Victor: Between what? Being a can opener or a Cuinisart?
Lana: No, between telling the truth to the woman you love or lying to her.
Victor: Clark told you about Katherine.
Lana: Yeah. That's actually why I'm here.
Victor: [ Chuckles ] She's what kept me going all those months in that lab ... the thought of holding her in my arms again.
Lana: Hey, where you going?
Victor: To find my girl. I don't know what I'm gonna tell her, but at least I can ... what the Hell? Aah!
Lana: Victor! Uh!
Man: Target acquired. Uh!
Clark: Lana. Are you okay?
Lana: Yeah, I'm okay.
Victor: That makes one of us. [ Breathing heavily ]
Clark: All right, no one's gonna look for us here. Lois won't be back till tomorrow.
Clark: Go lie down. I'll get you a towel.
Victor: Kent, I'm sorry. I never meant to bring my crazy world into your life.
Clark: Don't worry about it, all right? You're safe now. Everything's gonna be okay.
Lana: Here.
Victor: I'm not so sure. This isn't exactly something you can just put a little duct tape on. The bionics in my biology are all connected. This goop coming out of my arm ... is from my power cell. If it continues to drain like this ... I'm a d*ad man.
Chloe: So my probing exposé on the increase in jaywalking can wait. We need to find this doctor.
Clark: And fast. I don't know how much time Victor has left.
Chloe: You know, I know Lex likes to play hardball, but sending sn*pers into your backyard just doesn't seem like his style.
Clark: Styles change. When I asked him about Cyntechnics, he was lying through his teeth.
Chloe: Maybe he was telling the truth. The lead scientist for the Machina project, Dr. Alistair Krieg ... he has a history of burning bridges. He was fired from both M.I.T. and Stanford for using their funding to conduct ethically challenged research.
Clark: You think he's doing the same thing to Lex?
Chloe: Lex Luthor's obsession with scientific advancement definitely makes him a target.
Clark: Right now, that doesn't matter. What matters is finding the person who can save Victor's life.
Chloe: OK, do you have a name?
Clark: Dr. Hong.
Chloe: There are six hongs with M.D.'s in the Metropolis area, and I'm thinking we can cross off the ob-gyn.
Clark: The bioengineer right there.
Chloe: There you go.
Clark: [ Knocking ] Dr. Hong? Dr. Hong, are you there?
[ Engine idling ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
Lex: Is he d*ad?
Clark: I think you already know that answer, Lex.
Lex: Clark, do you actually think I had something to do with this?
Clark: Why else would you be here, Lex? The last time we talked, you acted like you never heard of Cyntechnics.
Lex: I hadn't. But after you waved the red flag, I looked into it.
Clark: You expect me to believe that?
Lex: Believe what you want. Dr. Hong was about to blow the whistle on the operation, and either he couldn't live with it or the man in charge wouldn't let him live with it.
Clark: You're talking about Alistair Krieg.
Lex: You've done your homework. Look, Krieg's gone completely rogue. A project that started as an effort to allow amputees to live a normal life has turned into one man's quest to create a living machine. Clark, if you know where Victor is, you need to tell me before Krieg finds him first.
Clark: He's sick. He's been sh*t. He said if he doesn't get repaired, he may die.
Lex: Then bring him to me. I have the technology. I can help Victor without involving Krieg.
Clark: I've seen the way you help people.
Lex: Look, I know you have your issues with me. I know you're angry. But do you really want to let our differences get in the way of saving Victor's life?
Victor: What happened? Did Clark find him?
Lana: I'm so sorry, Victor. Dr. Hong's d*ad.
Victor: Because of me. If he hadn't ... if he hadn't helped me escape, he'd still be alive right now.
Lana: It's not your fault, Victor. You didn't choose for any of this to happen to you.
Victor: [ Sighs ] I always said I should have died with my family. I guess I'll be joining them soon enough.
Lana: You can't say that. You can't give up hope, okay?
Victor: I need to see Katherine.
Lana: Victor, they're still searching for you. You can hardly walk.
Victor: I don't care. I'm gonna see her before I die.
Lana: Okay, let's just wait for Clark.
Victor: I'm not waiting for anybody. If you had one last chance to see the person you love, what would you do?
Victor: Katherine! Katherine!
Dr. Krieg: Hello, Victor.
Victor: Where's Katherine?
Dr. Krieg: She's safe, and she'll stay that way as long as you cooperate.
Victor: If you so much as touch her, I swear to God ...
Dr. Krieg: I'm a doctor, Victor. My goal is to help people, not to hurt them.
Victor: Don't play with me, doc. I want to see her.
Dr. Krieg: You will. But first you'll return to the lab with these gentlemen.
Victor: Hope you win your Nobel Prize.
Dr. Krieg: You were right. He came here like a fish to water.
Lex: Yeah, well, the heart has a way of clouding one's better judgment.
Man: Did you bring the money?
Martha: Yes. Who are you? Why are you doing this?
[ Vehicle approaches ]
[ Tires screech ]
Martha: Lionel. Wh- what are you doing here?
Lionel: Well, I could ask you that same question.
Martha: You have no idea what you just did.
Lionel: I got worried, Martha. I saw that package at your house this morning. I know you don't want to accept help from me, but I can't just sit back and let you walk into trouble alone.
Martha: You don't understand.
Lionel: Yes, I do. I recognize the signs. You're a senator. You've got a high profile. You're in the public eye. Blackmail comes with the territory.
Martha: So, what does one do in this position?
Lionel: You can't give in to blackmail. Never ends.
Martha: [ Sighs ] You don't understand. There's a lot at stake.
Lionel: There always is. Let me help you, Martha, please.
Martha: No, Lionel, I can handle it.
Lionel: Yes, you're a very capable woman, but this is something quite beyond your experience. What came to you in that package is of no interest to me. My only interest is your well-being. Martha, let me take care of this for you.
Victor: [ Groans ] Where's Katherine?
Dr. Krieg: Back at home. But don't worry. We've called off the dogs. You'll be happy to know that we've replaced the tubing. We calibrated a few of the servomechanisms. Your arm is even better than before.
Victor: I can't wait to use it to smash your skull in.
Lex: How you feeling? Victor, I'm glad we managed to get to you in time to save you.
Victor: You got some kind of God complex or something? I didn't ask to be saved.
Lex: Look, all I'm doing is giving you a future ... a chance for a normal life.
Victor: Normal? Half my body is straight out of the Sharper Image catalog.
Lex: At a price a lot steeper than $6 million, the last thing I want to do is cause you more pain.
Victor: Then why not just take back all your fancy gadgetry? You can roll my sorry stump out in a wheelbarrow, for all I care.
Lex: You'd die without this gadgetry. But I'm as eager for your freedom as you are. You just need to be patient.
[ Frequency modulating ]
Victor: What's that?
Lex: It's gonna make life easier for you.
Victor: What are you doing to me?
Lex: What am I doing? I'm helping you be whole again. Anger, despair, loneliness ... such strong emotions can create a rift between brain and bionics. This chip will take the edge off when necessary.
Victor: You're trying to turn me into a drone. That's what you're trying to do ... a robot.
Lex: Victor ...
[ Victor gasps ]
Lex: Easy. You've read too much science fiction. Pacemakers, synthetic tissues, artificial hearts ... the merging of man and machine is nothing new. I'll get out of your way. Keep me updated.
Dr. Krieg: I'll prep him for the implant.
[ Victor grunting ]
Clark: Lana, where's Victor?
Lana: [ Sighs ] He left.
Clark: What? He ... he wasn't supposed to leave the apartment.
Lana: He wanted to see Katherine one last time.
Clark: Lana, that's the first place they're gonna look for him.
Lana: Look, I tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen to me. Do you think they brought him back to that lab?
Clark: I'm gonna go check that out.
Lana: We should call the police. These people have sh*t at us before. Who knows what they're gonna ...
Dr. Krieg: Just relax, Victor. This won't take long.
Victor: You want me to relax, put away the drill.
Dr. Krieg: When we're done, I promise you, you'll feel like a new man.
[ Motor whirring loudly ]
Victor: Nice tackle.
Clark: Come on. Let's get you out of here.
Victor: How'd you do that, Kent?
Clark: I can do a lot of things.
Lex: Clark ... gonna try some small talk first this time? Like how Victor Stone escaped from the lab. I guess not.
Clark: That's everything that Chloe and I could find on the Machina project.
Lex: Well, there's nothing here about Krieg's renegade experiment I haven't already uncovered.
Clark: Hmm.
Lex: I have no desire to harass Victor Stone. He's suffered enough.
Clark: He suffered because of you.
Lex: Clark ...
Clark: Lex, you were there in the lab, he told me, when they were trying to put a chip in his head.
Lex: I was there ... to stop Krieg.
Clark: That's not what Victor said.
Lex: Victor was under heavy anesthesia. He must have misconstrued my intentions.
Clark: Seems to happen a lot to you, doesn't it?
Lex: You think he would have been better off if he'd died along with his family?
Clark: You always think the ends justify the means, don't you?
Lex: What I think is that some miracles have a price, but that doesn't make them any less profound. Tell Victor I hope he can move past what happened. Assure him LuthorCorp has. You can let yourself out.
Clark: Is everything working all right?
Victor: I feel like a billion dollars, which probably isn't too far off. You really think Luthor's just gonna let that much of his money walk off into the sunset?
Clark: I didn't give him a choice.
Victor: [ Chuckles ] I'd say thank you, but ... the words just seem too small.
Clark: And completely unnecessary.
Victor: Your mom raised you modest, didn't she? You're a hero, Kent. I'm not gonna forget how much I owe you.
Clark: Help someone else out when they're in need, and we'll call it even.
Victor: Katherine!
Katherine: Victor? What happened? What did those men do to you?
Victor: It's a long story.
Katherine: We got time. [ Chuckles ]
[ Knock on door ]
Martha: Lionel. Come in. What happened? Did you ...
Lionel: Oh, don't worry. It's been solved. The man responsible has agreed never to contact you again.
Martha: Who was he?
Lionel: He was a police academy dropout turned warehouse security guard. He was trying to cash in at somebody else's expense.
Martha: Did he tell you what this was about?
Lionel: I didn't let him. I was only interested in, uh, making sure he went away, and he did ... willingly. But, um, I, uh, there is still one thing that concerns me, though.
Martha: What is it?
Lionel: [ Sighs ] You're a public figure now, Senator. How people perceive you is ... it's everything. It's possible that any association with me ... with Lionel Luthor ... could be dangerous to your new career.
Martha: I'm not the kind of person who turns her back on her friends because of what people think.
Lionel: [ Exhales sharply ] I don't know many people like you, Martha. I admire your integrity so much. The state of Kansas is lucky to have you.
[ Footsteps approach ]
Lana: Haven't seen that in a while.
Clark: I guess Victor kind of reminded me of the glory days.
Lana: Why'd you quit, anyway? You, uh, you always seemed so at peace on that field ... like everything that was weighing you down just evaporated.
Clark: It's just a game.
Lana: Clark, why do you do that?
Clark: Do what?
Lana: Hide what you're really feeling. Seeing Victor and Katherine together ... how in love they are ... it, uh, kind of reminded me of our glory days. You know how much I love you, Clark. But we seem to just keep going around and around. It's ... we can't move forward.
Clark: I know.
Lana: Just tell me the truth, Clark. Do you still love me?
Clark: I've always loved you ... and I always will, no matter what happens.
Lionel: Your secret is safe with me ... Kal-El. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x15 - Cyborg"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on March 30th, 2006
Doctor #1: There's the hut.
Doctor #2: Let's hope word of the evac order made it out this far. Let's go.
Doctor #1: Good God.
Doctor #2: Son of a bitch. All right, let's get blood samples. Ten cc's each.
Doctor #1: Right.
Doctor #1: Hey, this is a quarantined hot zone. Get out! Now! Did you hear me? You're exposing yourself to a deadly virus.
Lana: Clark, you're amazing. Okay, so you're not gonna win any dance contests but you're definitely not the worst.
Clark: Lana, I almost started a 10-person pileup doing the two-step. We should skip the dancing before someone gets hurt.
Lana: Well, maybe we should try something else more often.
Clark: Like what?
Lana: Well, I'll give you a hint. Chloe happens to be pulling an all nighter at the Daíly Planet.
Clark: So you have the dorm room all to yourself.
Lana: All to ourselves.
Clark: That sounds great, it really does. But I have to get back to the farm. It's gonna rain tomorrow and I have to put up some tarps.
Lana: Clark, whenever you're ready, I'll be waiting. As long as it takes. No pressure.
Clark: Lana.
Lana: I gotta go, it's getting late. But I'll talk to you tomorrow.
Clark: Okay.
Lana: Okay.
Simone: I thought she'd never leave. Hi, I'm Simone.
Clark: I was just leaving.
Simone: What's the hurry? You're not going anywhere until I tell you to.
Clark: Okay.
Simone: You're gonna believe everything I tell you and you're gonna do everything I say. Starting now.
Clark: What do you have in mind?
Lois: Smallville? What the hell are you doing?
Clark: Lois, I'd like you to meet Simone my new girlfriend.
Lana: I got your text message.
Lex: Lana, I apologize for interrupting your Saturday night but I thought you'd be interested.
Lana: It's okay. I was just on my way back to Metropolis. What's going on?
Lex: My father taught me never to reveal my hand but I consider you my partner. If it wasn't for you, I would have never known the spacecraft existed.
Lana: Have you found the ship?
Lex: No. But I have managed to track down Milton Fine.
Lana: What does he got to do with this?
Lex: He was seen several times around the warehouse where I stored the spacecraft. And he happened to disappear from Smallville the same exact day the ship vanished. Something tells me it's not a coincidence.
Lana: So either you're planning an exotic vacation or this professor is somewhere in Central America?
Lex: He was last seen in Honduras. My jet leaves in an hour.
Lana: Lex, let me come with you, maybe I can help.
Lex: Lana, I appreciate your passion but I have no idea what I'm walking into. I can't risk putting you in danger. I promise, when I get back, I'll tell you everything.
Clark: Here you go.
Simone: Apple pie. Well, what else?
Clark: My mom just made it.
Simone: Of course she did. That's delicious. All I need now is a glass of champagne. But I don't suppose you have that hidden behind the marmalade. Clark? Clark? What did you ... ? Where did you get that?
Clark: Hal's Liquor Store in Metropolis.
Simone: What? Metropolis? How?
Clark: I can run really fast.
Simone: So If I were to say, ''Clark I want some chocolate-covered strawberries.''
Clark: Here you go.
Simone: You are too good to be true.
Clark: Yeah.
Simone: I think it's time you told your girlfriend about us. Call her and ask her to come over.
Chloe: Okay, I am the first person to concede that anything is possible in this universe but Clark Kent lip-locked with another girl?
Lois: Chloe, I'm telling you, it was the last tango at the Talon. Unfortunately, I had front row seats.
Chloe: Well, something must have happened to him because he wouldn't just do this.
Lois: I know you have this whole hero-worship thing with the guy but face it, Clark is no different than any other red-blooded male. His brain, it's not his commanding officer.
Chloe: No, you don't know him like I do. He is different. He wouldn't do this to Lana.
Lois: He already has. If Lana's our friend, we need to warn ...
Chloe: No, hold your f*re. Now, before you utter one word to Lana about this, I just wan ...
Lana: One word about what? What's going on?
Chloe: Lois needs a place to stay. She needs to stay at our dorm room for a couple of nights.
Lois: Right, the heater's on the fritz.
Chloe: I just wanted to make sure I brought it up to you before she said anything.
Lana: Okay. Lois, you are always welcome here.
Chloe: Great.
Lois: Great.
Lana: I thought you were pulling an all nighter.
Chloe: Well, as much as I enjoy a good dose of sleep deprivation my deadline was pushed.
Lana: Nice. Hello. Hi. Oh, is everything all right? Yeah, I'll be there as soon as I can.
Chloe: Who was that?
Lana: That was Clark. He said he needs to talk to me. Seems really urgent. I'll see you guys later.
Simone: So, lightning legs got any other special skills?
Clark: Well, I ...
Simone: I wanna know everything you're capable of.
Clark: An S for Simone.
Simone: Ever since I was little, I dreamed about my knight in shining armor. And now that dream has actually come true. Take off your shirt.
Clark: Your turn.
Simone: Now, take off the rest of your clothes.
Clark: Simone, with my powers l could hurt you.
Simone: That's a chance I'm willing to take. Make love to me, Clark.
Lana: Oh, God. Oh, God.
Simone: You don't care about her anymore, Clark. Go tell her that it's over.
Clark: Lana, wait.
Lana: This is why you couldn't spend the night with me?
Clark: Lana, I've fallen in love with someone else.
Simone: Mr. Luthor?
Lex: Welcome, Símone. Don't you look delectable thís eveníng.
Simone: Do I ever get to meet the billionaire boy wonder face to face?
Lex: Well, as much as I'd like to admire you up close and personal I prefer to hold on to my free will. How ís your progress?
Simone: Let's )ust say Lana Lang won't be sendíng Clark any more Valentíne's Day cards.
Lex: And what about Clark? Have you discovered anything unusual about him?
Simone: Absolutely.
Lex: What is it?
Simone: Clark Kent ís the most extraordínary ... kísser.
Lex: There must be more.
Simone: If he had some secret, don't you thínk I would know? With Clark Kent, what you see is what you get. A corn-fed farm boy. I've done everythíng you've asked me to. Now you can get the hell out of my life and leave me alone.
Lex: Patience, Simone. There's someone else I'd like you to meet-in Honduras.
Simone: No way. This was a one-time deal. Remember?
Lex: Do you remember that I just unearthed evidence that could put you in prison for the rest of your life? Now, I think the least you could do is one more little favor for me. I'll be back tomorrow night. We'll talk then.
Assistant: Sir, I have Roberts on the secure line. Turns out Milton Fine isn't who we think he is.
Chloe: Oh, thank God you're fully clothed. I was afraid I'd be walking in on some sort of dangerous liaison.
Clark: I take it you talked to Lana.
Chloe: I could barely hear her through the sobs, but yeah. She called to tell me that she was spending the night at Aunt Nell's. So where's the hottie?
Clark: If you're talking about Simone, she's in the house.
Chloe: I don't get it. I mean, if it was Red K, you wouldn't be doing chores. If it was Silver K, you'd be afraid that that pitchfork was gonna turn you into a shish kebab. What happened to you, Clark?
Clark: I fell in love.
Chloe: I don't think you fell. I think you were pushed ... off a cliff.
Clark: Chloe, just because you know my secret, doesn't mean you know how I feel.
Chloe: Yeah, but I do know that you'd never intentionally hurt Lana like this.
Clark: You said my relationship with Lana would never go anywhere as long as I have to lie about who I am. And you were right.
Chloe: So how are things gonna be any different with Simone?
Clark: I told Simone about my powers.
Chloe: Wait a minute, Clark. You may think you're madly in love with this girl but you need to stay away.
Clark: You don't even know her.
Chloe: No, but I know you well enough to know when you're being manipulated.
Clark: You're crossing a line here. I've always trusted you. So how about this time, you trust me? Let me live my life. Back off.
Simone: Clark, is that you?
Chloe: Hi, you must be Simone. I'm ... I'm Chloe. I'm Clark's friend. It's really great to finally meet you.
Simone: Hello.
Chloe: I'm so glad that Clark hooked up with you. I mean, he was just miserable with Lana and now, I honestly have never seen him more happy. You two are really perfect for each other.
Simone: That's nice to hear. Do you know where he is?
Chloe: Yeah, he's in the barn.
Simone: Clark, I need you. Clark?
Milton Fine: I would have had tea and petits fours waiting, but I didn't expect you so soon.
Lex: You knew I was coming.
Milton Fine: You leave a trail of breadcrumbs, no surprise when the crow comes calling.
Lex: I think a simple phone call would have sufficed.
Milton Fine: I couldn't reveal the truth about myseIf until I was sure you were dedicated to your cause.
Lex: Well, I hate to disappoint you but I already know what you are. And it's not a professor of history, is it? No, it's something much more exciting. Tell me, what's the benefits package of a government operative working for a covert branch of the State Department?
Milton Fine: Very good. You found that breadcrumb on your own.
Lex: I want to know what you were doing posing as a college professor in a Kansas farm town.
Milton Fine: I was investigating the possibility of an extraterrestrial presence.
Lex: This investigation did it bear any fruit?
Milton Fine: Well, we believe a spacecraft of unknown origin touched down during the recent meteor shower. But an individual with quick reflexes and vast resources was able to get to it before we could.
Lex: So that's why you were investigating LuthorCorp.
Milton Fine: Yeah. And I admire the remarkable advances you've made in the name of science. Too bad you couldn't get into that ship when you had a chance.
Lex: You know where it is.
Milton Fine: The ancient Mayans believed they were visited by great beings from the heavens.
Lex: You think the ship's in Honduras.
Milton Fine: Well, I'm certainly not here for the coffee.
Chloe: So I think Clark's bizarre behavior might be some form of supercharged hypnosis.
Lois: I've heard of hypnotism being used to stop smoking or lose weight but to reduce Clark to some goo-goo-eyed love sl*ve?
Chloe: This isn't over-the-counter hypnosis, it's prescription strength. And it never wears off. Check this out. Simone's dad was world-renowned for curing his patients of all inflictions everything from cravings to cancer.
Lois: Maybe I can talk to him about my nail-biting.
Chloe: l'm afraid it's a little late for that. Last month he died during a botched burglary.
Lois: Wait a second, I've seen that jewel.
Chloe: So have I, around Simone's scrawny little neck. It's an ancient family heirloom that dates back to the alchemists in medieval England. It was also the only thing stolen.
Lois: Are you saying Simone's responsible for her own father's death?
Chloe: I don't know. If it meant getting daddy's hyper-hypno powers, maybe.
Lois: I just think it's a tad bit cocky to be wearing it around your neck like a medal.
Chloe: Not if you can make any cop believe that you're innocent.
Lois: What I don't understand is, of all people, why go after Clark?
Chloe: I don't know. We need to snap him out of it soon before he does something he can't ever come back from.
Lois: Well, what are we waiting for? Let's move.
Chloe: Yeah, you know, I ... I just need to grab something. I'll meet you there.
Lois: Okay.
Milton Fine: His father carved it. After claiming to have seen a carroza de los díoses land from the sky.
Lex: Chariot of the gods.
Milton Fine: Yeah.
Lex: I wanna talk to him.
Milton Fine: I know you can do many things but I'm not sure you can communicate with the d*ad. Days after the sighting, his wife came home to find his charred remains.
Lex: Despite urban myths human beings don't spontaneously combust.
Milton Fine: No. We believe whoever or whatever was in that spaceship incinerated the man. In fact, we suspect this alien race poses a grave thr*at to the entire planet.
Lex: Well, how do you defend against a thr*at of that magnitude?
Milton Fine: It presents a great challenge. We are working on a potential w*apon a w*apon that would greatly benefit from LuthorCorp's assistance. We're well aware of your tireless quest for extraterrestrial life. Your tenacity is impressive.
Lex: I'll help in any way I can but I want unrestricted access to all your data.
Milton Fine: That's a bold request.
Lex: Well, without it, this discussion is over.
Milton Fine: I'm not sure you understand me, Mr. Luthor. If we don't work together, there may not be a LuthorCorp or a government left. Think about that on your flight home.
Lois: Where you off to, Romeo? A motel with vibrating beds?
Clark: Simone and I are going to California. That way I can get away from your commentary.
Lois: My running commentary says you're hypnotized. You need to drop your suitcase because you're not going.
Clark: I'm asking you nicely, step aside.
Lois: Look, I didn't wanna have to do this but If necessary, I'm gonna have to take you down.
Simone: I see we have a visitor.
Lois: I suggest you turn your boy toy back to normal before I reach over and rip out those pearly white teeth.
Simone: Clark, be a love and knock her out.
Lois: Yeah, right.
Martha: Oh, my God. What happened?
Simone: Mrs. Kent, I want you to do whatever it takes to stop her from following us.
Martha: Where are you off to?
Clark: We're leaving Smallville forever.
Simone: And you couldn't be more thrilled. You won't miss Clark one bit.
Martha: Well then, you two have a wonderful time.
Clark: Thanks, Mom.
Simone: We better go.
Martha: Okay. Bye.
Simone: Oh, and we have to make one quick pit stop at the Luthor mansion. I need you to do me a favor.
Clark: Whatever you need.
Simone: Clark, you're gonna k*ll Lex Luthor.
Clark: He's a d*ad man.
Lois: Mrs. Kent, what are you doing?
Martha: Stay right where you are.
Lois: Look, you're not yourself so why don't you quit the Calamity Jane impersonation and drop the w*apon.
Martha: I don't like it any more than you do, Lois but it's the only way to keep you here.
Chloe: Oh, my God, I just knocked out Martha Kent.
Lois: Hello? The woman was about to wallpaper her living room with my brain matter.
Chloe: Right. Where's Clark?
Lois: Well, while I was seeing stars, I think his girlfriend said she wanted to go to the Luthor mansion or something.
Chloe: So why don't you stay here and keep Mrs. Kent ...
Lois: Mrs. Kent?
Lex: Well, it's always nice to be welcomed home after a trip but I didn't expect to find you here. Clark, you've been hypnotized. How else could you throw me across a room?
Clark: I'm done with you, Lex.
Lex: You're under Simone's control now. The girl's a cold-blooded m*rder, Clark.
Clark: Your lies can't help you now.
Lex: Clark, before she wore that jewel, she was nothing but a petty shoplifter. Her dad never trusted her with the gem, so she m*rder him. I have the whole thing on surveillance tape.
Simone: You don't believe a word he said, Clark.
Lex: My security's on the way.
Simone: Oh, I've met your security team. I hope you don't mind, I gave them all the day off. Finish him off, Clark and make him suffer.
Chloe: I'm sorry, Clark.
Clark: No. Chloe, no.
Simone: Lex! k*ll her and then k*ll yourself.
Chloe: Are you all right, Clark?
Clark: I think so.
Clark: I feel like I woke up from a bad dream except I remember all the details.
Chloe: Yeah. Did you and Simone ever actually ... ?
Clark: No. Thank God.
Chloe: Okay. The moral of the story is never gaze into the eyes of a seductive woman wearing a gemstone around her neck unless, of course, her name is Lana Lang. Have you talked to her yet? You guys kiss and make up? You haven't talked to her, have you? No. What are you waiting for? I mean, she knows that you were hypnotized. Every single one of us has gone through some sort of an identity crisis at one point. It's like a rite of passage in Smallville. She'll understand.
Clark: Maybe I don't want her to understand. See, as horrible as all this was it did accomplish one thing that I didn't have the guts to do myself. It broke me and Lana up.
Chloe: What? Wait a minute. Are you still hypno'd?
Clark: Chloe, how many times can I break someone's heart before it crumbles?
Chloe: Yeah, but it wasn't your fault. You were hypnotized.
Clark: Lana wasn't. Chloe, her feelings were real. The look of pain in her eye when she walked in on Simone and I ... It made me realize that my power to hurt Lana is stronger than all my powers put together.
Chloe: Meeting a girl with hocus-pocus jewelry isn't an everyday occurrence.
Clark: Yeah, but hurting Lana has become one. And as long as I have to lie to her about who I am, I'm gonna cause her pain.
Chloe: And as long as you don't set the record straight, she's gonna hate you.
Clark: Maybe that's not such a bad thing. Maybe it'll help her move on, forget I ever existed and find someone who can give her what she deserves.
Chloe: You just need to know that if you do this that's it, game over, there's no more quarters left. I mean, you're saying goodbye forever. It will crush her, Clark. Please just think long and hard before you end this for good.
Lana: I've climbed these stairs so many times before why do they seem steeper than ever?
Clark: Thanks for coming, I didn't wanna bother you at school.
Lana: Clark, you can spare me the speech about how sorry you are. I know you were hypnotized and I know that you weren't in control of your actions.
Clark: I need to be honest with you.
Lana: That would be refreshing.
Clark: I don't know any other way to say it but the truth is my feelings for you have changed.
Lana: Clark, I want you to look me in the eye and tell me that you don't love me.
Clark: I don't love you.
Lana: I have waited for you to grow up to get over whatever hang-ups you may have.
Clark: I never meant to hurt you.
Lana: I don't want another Clark Kent apology. It's over. Forever.
Milton Fine: We need more samples.
Martha: How did she take it?
Clark: I've ever seen her so hurt, so angry. Saying those words was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
Martha: You're an adult now, Clark in an adult relationship and they rarely end the way we want them to.
Clark: You know, I just didn't know what else to do. It was either make a clean break, or tell her my secret.
Martha: Yeah. I know you didn't tell Lana the truth because you wanted to protect her but maybe there was actually more to it.
Clark: What do you mean?
Martha: Do you think you didn't tell her because maybe deep down you didn't think she was the one?
Clark: Mom, I'll always love Lana.
Martha: I know. That's why you did this. But you didn't just break her heart, Clark, you gave her reason to hate you. I just hope her anger doesn't drive her to do something we'll all regret.
Lex: Oh, just the woman I wanted to see. So it turns out everybody's favorite academic, Milton Fine isn't a professor at all.
Lana: Lex, I'm not here to talk about Milton Fine. I actually wanted you to be the first to know.
Lex: Is everything okay?
Lana: Clark and I broke up. For real.
Lex: Lana, I'm ... I'm sorry.
Lana: No, it's okay. Don't be. l actually do feel like a hundred tons of secrets and lies have been lifted off my shoulders. You know what it's like being friends with Clark. No matter what he tells you, you don't know If it's the truth. You can never trust him.
Lex: Lana ... I know Clark's probably not the easiest guy to be in a relationship with. I don't think he ... he means ...
Lana: Please don't defend him, Lex. How could I have been so stupid?
Lex: You're not stupid. You just put your trust in the wrong person. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x16 - Hypnotic"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 6th, 2006
[ Foot tapping ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Lance: You're late. Hope there wasn't a problem with the cash.
Lana: No, the money wasn't the problem. I had to ditch my roommate. You don't know my roommate. Here, $2,000, the rest of my savings.
Lance: No worries, lana, we're just about fixed for your fix. This is not a drug trip.
Ally: Relax, Lance, just a little syringe speak humor. I wasn't implying that it's hallucination.
Lance: Damn straight. This little cocktail is my lock on a nobel prize. And a big, fat deal with the pharmaceutical company.
Lana: I want to stay down longer this time. Two minutes.
Lance: Forget it. It's too dangerous. Come on, lance.
Lana: It's only 20 seconds longer than last time, and I almost found them. What could it hurt?
Ally: I've been down almost as long. You know you can bring her back.
Lana: Mom ... dad. Oh, my god. I never thought I'd see you again. I've missed you so much.
Mom: Oh, we've missed you, too, honey.
Lana: I've just been so confused. I didn't know where to turn.
Dad: We know how hard it's been.
Lana: I loved him so much. I thought I could handle it.
Mom: We're here for you, Lana.
Lana: Nooo! Nooo! I got her!
Lance: Chill, lana. Chill. You're good. Back am ong the living. You were gone too long. We almost didn't get you back.
Lana: Wait, it wasn't long enough. I have to go back.
Chloe: Clark, we've got a problem. Fast but oddly formal. Usually when I say it's urgent, you whip in here without the least regard for my pricy.
Clark: I didn't want to disturb you.
Chloe: Don't worry, Lana's not here. Actually, she didn't come home at all last night. It's not another guy. She's just been hanging out with these med students, and they keep really wicked hours. But you know, Clark, it will happen. Eventually, she will find someone else. She deserves to be happy.
Clark: What's our crisis?
Chloe: Mass destruction and death in Central America and the possibility that you former Professor Milton Fine is involved.
Clark: He's d*ad.
Chloe: I know we thought we saw him die, but the only thing we're really sure of is that he disappeared, and so did that ship.
Clark: Where'd you get this?
Chloe: A source tipped me off.
Clark: Catch you later, Lana.
Lana: Yeah. Sorry. You guys are friends. It was bound to happen sometime, right?
Chloe: Um, I didn't think you'd be back. So, should I even bother asking you what you were up to last night?
Lana: Just hanging out, Chloe. It was no big deal.
Chloe: Maybe not. But it doesn't really look like all-nighters agree with you. Are you okay?
Lana: I'm okay.
Chloe: 'Cause you don't look okay. Lana, I know that Clark's breakup has been really difficult but ...
Lana: Chloe, it's not like someone died, all right? People break up every day. It's not a big deal. I'll get over it.
Martha: In short, this minor tax increase can make a major difference in our public schools.
Repoter: Senator, how do you feel about Clayton's allegations that your proposal will drain money from your constituents while failing to help schools?
Martha: I'd be more than happy to respond to the congressman's concerns should Congressman Clayton care to ask me in person. Thank you very much for coming.
[ Scattered applause ]
Lionel: Nice strategy, Senator. When att*cked, don't hesitate, come out fighting.
Martha: I meant what I said. A public debate is what I'm hoping for, but I'd hate to have to go through this every time.
Lionel: You won't. It'll get easier once you've made it clear you're a player. I've brought you something. Something that just might give you a bit of an edge. We're both going to that dinner tomorrow night at the governor's mansion. A copy of my research. Everything there is to know about our dinner companions.
Martha: Believe it or not, Lionel, I've done my homework. I know each person's position an what their voting record is. What I don't know is why you're doing this.
Lionel: I am not trying to manipulate your vote, Martha. Look at it.
[ Sighs ]
Martha: Congressman Clayton plays polo? Hmm, his passion. His daughter's a gymnast. Olympic standard.
Lionel: Look, it may be a political function, but in my experience, the last thing anyone wants to do over dinner is talk shop. It's just another way to connect with your colleagues. Why don't we go together tomorrow night? I'll help you navigate the rough waters.
Martha: Thank you. But, Lionel ... I hope you're not expecting something on a personal level. The two of us will never be anything more than friends.
Lionel: I understand.
[ Beeps ]
Lance: First we'll divide the deltoid and its attachments. Then you'll cut through the proximal humorous. Okay, you need to come through the bone two inches below the joint.
Lana: Lance.
Lance: What are you doing here?
Lana: I have to do it again soon.
Lance: You keep your voice down. You could get us expelled. Get out of here.
Lana: No, wait! I have to go back there again. I have to see my parents.
Lance: All right, but it's gonna cost you. 5 grand this time.
Lana: No problem.
[ Glass shatters ]
Lex: Don't move! Lana? My god, Lana, I had no idea it was you. I could have k*lled you. If you needed money, all you had to do was ask.
Lana: I know. Lex, I'm really sorry. I didn't want to have to lie to you.
Lex: Just tell me what's wrong.
Lana: There's nothing wrong with me.
Lex: You didn't want to lie to me, but you broke into my house and tried to steal from me. You're acting like a junkie trying to find her next fix.
Lana: There's this guy at school. He's created these chemicals.
Lex: So it is drugs.
Lana: No. It's not what you think. They k*ll you, and then they bring you back. Lex, I died. I died, and I came back. I'm telling the truth. I went to the other side. And I saw my parents. And it was beautiful.
Lex: No one understands the loss of a parent more than I do. And for you growing up without a mother or father, I can even understand taking whatever chance you did to see them again, but you have to look at yourself. Look at what you've become. This isn't what your parents would have wanted for you.
Lana: Lex, I'm sorry. I just, I wanted to see them so badly. And I'm just so alone.
Lex: I think maybe it's time we both stopped trying to hold on to the people we've lost, and start turning to the ones we still have in our lives.
Lana: Yeah, I think you're right.
Lex: You're freezing.
Lana: No, I'm okay.
Lex: I'm gonna get you a blanket.
[ Door closes ]
[ Telephone rings ]
Chloe: Hello. Lex? No. No, I don't know where she is, but I can find out. I'll call you as soon as I know anything.
[ Knock on door ]
Chloe: We need to talk.
Lance: Lana warned us her roommate was nosey.
Chloe: You look worse than Lana.
Lance: So, you're gonna go all "Mrs. Brady" on me, bring me some chicken soup?
Chloe: No. I'm here because I'm worried about my friend. Look, Lana's boyfriend just broke up with her, and she's really vulnerable and depressed right now. The last thing she needs is to flunk out of school because she's out all night partying.
[ Coughing ]
Ally: And you think it's your business?
Chloe: Yeah, I know it's my business. And if you don't tell me what you guys are up taking all night, I'll make it the university's business, too.
Ally: Chill. Lana hasn't been partying, and she isn't moping around mourning her high school sweetheart either.
Chloe: Well, she isn't exactly acting like herself. And the two of you look like the poster children for the Betty Ford Clinic.
Ally: Look, I told you to let it go. Now I'm done talking with you.
Chloe: No. What is she taking? Drugs?
[ Chuckles ]
Ally: You' so small minded. No wonder Lana came to us.
Chloe: Came to you for what?
Ally: That's between Lana and her loved ones.
[ Coughing ]
[ Choking, gasping ]
Chloe: Ally, what is it? What's happening?
Ally: Near-death experience.
[ Whimpers ]
Ally: It's a compound meteor rock. Ah-choo!
Chloe: Oh, my god.
[ Dialing ]
Chloe: I need an ambiance, please. It's an emergency. Crosshouse, room 1170.
Ally: Please, I don't want to die.
[ Shuffling ]
Lana: Lance? What are you doing?
Lance: Getting rid of the evidence.
Lana: Evidence?
Lance: Ally. She's d*ad.
Lana: What? What happened to her?
Lance: I warned her there's only so many times you could die before you stay that way.
Lana: Did your serum k*ll her?
Lance: My serum didn't do anything. She did it to herself.
Lana: Well, I'm willing to take my chances. I need you to send me back.
Lance: You out of your mind? The police could be here any minute. I got to get out of here.
Lana: Then we better hurry.
Lance: What the hell is this?
Lana: Those are the keys to a very expensive Porsche which is parked outside. I figured they'd cover the cost for on more trip to the other side.
Lance: You stole a porsche?
Lana: No, I borrowed it from a friend.
Lex: And he wants it back.
Lana: Lex.
Lex: The cool thing about expensive cars they all come with GPS tracking.
Lana: Lex, I can explain.
Lance: Lex? Lex Luthor? Dumb bitch. I never should have let you in on this.
Lana: No, Lance, please, wait.
Lance: I'm out of here.
Lex: You're not going anywhere until the authorities get here.
[ Glass shatters ]
Lex: Lana!
Lance: Say goodbye, jackass. I'm gone.
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Classical piano music plays ]
Lex: Mom?
Lillian: I used to practice this for hours when you were young. Before Julian was born. You'd sit next to me, quiet as a mouse. Such a good little boy. Never could get that part right.
Lex: I was injected with a hypodermic full of some kind of chemical. I must have gone into shock.
Lillian: No, you're d*ad.
Lex: This is just a delusion.
Lillian: Like last time? What was it then that brought you to me? Oh. Yes. You were sh*t coming out of a meeting with the man you hired to destory Jonathan Kent's reputation, so you could become Senator. How'd that turn out, by the way?
Lex: If you really are my d*ad mother, wouldn't you know?
Lillian: It was a rhetorical question, Alexander. Of course I know. You ignored everything I showed you the life you could have had. If only you had made a different choice.
Lex: And what choice would that be?
Lillian: You think the path you've chosen isn't going to hurt? It will. More than you can ever imagine. You're not the only one that's going to suffer. A field of beautiful flowers lay barren by an emptiness that can never be filled unless I keep you here. Stay with me, Alexander. Don't let the blood wash away what's left of your soul.
Lex: What are you talking about? What blood?
Lillian: Of all the people you're going to m*rder.
[ Grunts ]
[ Panting ]
Lex: God, this stuff's got a kick. What happened?
Chloe: Well, I was looking for Lana, and I found your body. I figured, if the green stuff k*lled you, the other one would bring you back.
Lex: What?
Chloe: You were already d*ad. I figured I'd take a chance.
Lex: We have to help Lana.
Chloe: Lana was here? Where is she, Lex?
Clark: Chloe. I got your message. What happened?
Chloe: Lex died.
Clark: What?
Chloe: Don't worry. I brought him back to life. But he said Lana's about to take a one-way cruise down the river styx if we don't find her soon.
Clark: Chloe, what's happened?
Chloe: Okay, you want the short story? Lana and her new friends have been taking daily trips to the great beyond. They're using a meteor-rock cocktail to prolong their near-death experience. But if we don't find her in time, she may never come back from her next little jaunt.
Clark: So they're k*lling themselves and coming back to life?
Chloe: Yeah.
Clark: Why would Lana do something so dangerous?
Chloe: Because she's hurting, Clark. I mean, she won't talk to you. She hasn't talked to me, so maybe she's looking for comfort from the two people that care about her most. You know, the two people she knows love her unconditionally. Her parents.
Clark: Yes. How are we gonna find her?
Chloe: Well, thanks to Homeland Security, being on a college campus is akin to wearing an electronic ankle bracelet. The student I.D. Can be tracked anywhere at any time, so all we have to do is find out where's she's been using it and hope that she's still alive.
[ Beeps ]
[ Panting ]
[ Grunting ]
Lance: Ah, I figured I'd find a junkie where the needles are. Let me help.
[ Grunting ]
Lance: Tell ally I said hi.
Clark: Are you okay?
Lana: Clark, please help me. I need them.
Clark: Lana. Please.
Lana: Clark! Aah! Clark!
Lance: You know how much trouble you caused me? Freshmen.
Lana: We need to help him.
Lance: Or choice "B."
[ Whirring ]
Lance: I'll take care of both of you. Aah!
[ Saw whirring ]
[ Whirring stops ]
Lana: Clark! Clark! Clark.
[ Grunting ]
Clark: Dad.
Jonathan: Hello, son.
Clark: I can't believe it's you.
Jonathan: You don't belong here, Clark. You have to go back.
Clark: Dad, you don't know how hard it's been. All I've done is hurt everyone that's close to me.
Jonathan: That's not true, son.
Clark: You died because of me. When Jor-El brought me back to life and restored my powers, he told me there'd be a price the life of someone I love. I'm sorry, dad. I'm so sorry.
Jonathan: Clark, believe me, you have nothing to be sorry about. I lived a full, wonderful life. I had everything that a husband or a father could ever possibly dream of. I am so very proud that I died protecting you.
Clark: Protecting me from what?
Jonathan: Lionel Luthor, Clark. He knows your secret. He knows everything. You can't stay here, son. You've got to keep your mother safe. You've got to keep the whole world safe.
Clark: No, dad. Not without you. Dad, I need you. I cannot do this without you.
Jonathan: Yes, you can. This is your destiny, son. You are going to touch the lives of so many people. Not just as a man, but as a symbol. You're a symbol of peace. You're a symbol of justice. And now it's time for you to go.
Clark: No! Not yet!
Jonathan: I'll always be with you, son. Always.
Lana: Clark, please.
Martha: Clark!
Clark: Mom? Mom?
Martha: Clark. Just the man I was looking for. What do you think?
Clark: You look amazing.
[ Sighs ]
Martha: Well, I can avoid dumping soup in my lap in front of the Governor.
Clark: No, you'll do great.
Martha: What's wrong?
Clark: Mom, there's something I need to talk to you about.
[ Knock on door ]
Martha: He's early. I'm sorry. Well, don't you look dashing.
Lionel: Next to you, I'm a man in rags. You should always wear that color, Martha. Doesn't she look beautiful, Clark?
Martha: We'll talk tomorrow, sweetie.
[ Smooches ]
Lionel: Your carriage awaits, Senator. Goodnight, Clark.
Martha: Goodnight, Clark.
She's my my summertime girlfriend bah bah da da dah I hope summer never ends bah bah da da dah she's my summertime girlfriend bah bah da da dah
Clark: Wise decision. What did you find out about your favorite Professor? Has Milton Fine been resurrected?
Chloe: Fine was definitely in Honduras with the black ship. I just don't know how. I'll reach out to my source and see if they know anything else. Clark, don't worry about it. You won the first fight. My money's on you in the rematch.
Clark: Chloe, I don't think Fine is the only thing we need to worry about. When I was injected with the serum and died, I saw my father.
Chloe: Oh, my god, Clark. Yeah, he told me that there's someone else who knows my secret, Lionel Luthor.
Chloe: Well, you can't be sure. I mean, what you saw, it could have been a hallucination. You know, a manifestation of your desires and fears.
Clark: Chloe, I could feel my father. It was real. I know it in my heart.
Chloe: Well, the source that led me to Fine was Lionel.
Clark: What? Why didn't you tell me?
Chloe: Clark, he made me promise to keep his involvement quiet, under the umbrella of a reporter/source confidentiality. He knew exactly how to play me. He may be playing all of us.
[ Classical piano music ]
Lana: It's beautiful.
[ Chuckles ]
Lex: It's my favorite.
Lana: Lex ...
Lex: Is this gonna be another apology?
Lana: Well, they don't make a card for "Sorry I got you k*lled."
Lex: You weren't yourself. I know what that's like, trust me.
Lana: I'm glad you're all right. That I didn't end up like Ally. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x17 - Void"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 13th, 2006
Naomi: Oh, Clark's in the neighborhood? Sure, he can come pick them up. Oh, don't even mention it. Okay. Bye, Martha. Maddie, what are you doing?
[ Sighs ]
Naomi: It's time to eat dinner, sweetheart you can draw later. Maddie, you know the rules. Please get back to the table. I want us to eat as a family.
[ Sighs ]
Naomi: Look, you might not want to talk, but you have to listen to me. Put your book away now. Maddie, give that to me! Maddie! What just happened? You did that, didn't you? All those times I've found broken glass ... they weren't accidents. Nobody warned me about this. I-I think you need help.
[ Gasps ]
Naomi: I'm calling the foster-care agency right now. I can't take this anymore. No! Don't touch me! Just ... just, please, go to your room!
[ Screams ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Rumbling, rattling ]
Naomi: No!
[ Glass shatters ]
Clark: I found Naomi in the kitchen. There was glass everywhere. What kind of person would commit such a brutal crime?
Deputy: Whoever it was, the sound of your truck probably scared them off.
Martha: Thank you for letting her stay with us tonight, deputy. After all she's been through, there's no reason she should be spending the night in some shelter.
Deputy: No problem, Senator. Child Services will come by tomorrow to check in.
Martha: Okay, good. Thank you. It makes no sense. All Naomi wanted to do was help people. She was a foster parent. She ran a youth center before she was my Chief of Staff.
Clark: Maddie hasn't said a word since she got here.
Martha: Naomi told me she hasn't spoken since she was 3 years old. That's when her birth mother was k*lled.
Clark: I can't blame her. She's been through one tragedy after another.
Martha: And countless foster homes. I should call Lionel in London.
Clark: Lionel?
Martha: Naomi used to run his children's foundation. I really should let him know what happened.
Clark: Mom, maybe you should just wait.
Martha: No, no, no ... it'll take a minute.
Clark: Hey, maddie, what are you drawing? You're quite the artist, aren't you? You know, I'm an artist, too. You don't believe me?
[ Sighs ]
Clark: All right, well, I'll just have to prove it to you, then. Now, prepare yourself, because this is gonna be a self-portrait, and you might not be able to tell the difference between this and an actual photograph.
Lana: As long we have to wade through a sea of government paperwork, at least we got to do it over spicy tuna rolls.
Lex: Well, I'm not too fond of working in the stacks.
Lana: I have to admit, I was pretty impressed when you ordered the entire meal in fluent Japanese. You could have warned me about the squid brains, though.
[ Speaking japanese ]
Lex: Come on. You can't fool me. You loved it.
Lana: Lex, I was thinking. I don't really feel comfortable hanging on to these. Some of these papers are marked "classified." You could get into a lot of trouble even showing them to me.
Lex: Lana, if Milton Fine is right about an extra terrestrial thr*at, the last thing the government's gonna be worried about is Lana Lang. Besides, you're the only one who knows of my transgression. I think I'm safe with my fate in your hands.
Lana: You must really trust me.
Lex: 100%. Well, I hope you feel the same way about me.
Lana: I do.
Chloe: Sorry I've, um ... I forgot my pencil in the library.
Clark: And this is the world-famous Kent barn. You know, when I was about your age, my dad used to let me jump in the hay stacks in here. Hey, why don't you close your eyes, turn around? I got a surprise for you. It'll be worth it ... I promise. So, what do you think? You want to give it a sh*t? Let me guess ... you're afraid of heights? I can relate. You know, Maddie ... you and I have a lot more in common than you think. I was an orphan, too.
[ Dog whimpers]
[ Panting ]
Maddie: Hey, boy. Good doggy.
Clark: Looks like Shelby likes you. Animals are great, aren't they? They listen to you, but don't say mean things back. Look, I might not be as furry as Shelby or wag my tail or bark, but I promise I'll never say mean things to you.
Maddie: What's up there?
Clark: It's kind of like my clubhouse.
Maddie: You're so lucky.
Clark: You can be lucky, too, Maddie. It's not too late. We're gonna find you a good family.
Maddie: People don't like me.
Clark: What? Well, those people are crazy. I like you.
Maddie: Is this your girlfriend?
Clark: Um, she used to be. We kind of parted ways. Hey, you want to go for a horseback ride, just you and me? Let's go. You can chat up Buttercup all you want.
Maddie: You have horses?
Lois: So, you can talk? I knew Marcel Marceau "sound of silence" thing was just a rumor. I'm Lois.
Clark: She's a little shy.
Lois: I understand. A lot of artists are. I brought you some crayons and a coloring book. Maddie, check it out. Go ahead. Your mom called from Topeka. With her Chief of Staff gone, she's been in emergency meetings all day. She asked if I could help out.
Clark: Actually, I think we've got it under control.
Lois: I'm the one with the little sister, remember? Okay, ready for a few games of hopscotch? I'm a bit rusty, but you'll be the odds-on favorite.
Clark: Well, actually, we were just about to saddle up and h*t the trails.
Lois: Great bust out the spurs ... I'm game. Oh, how adorable.You want to be alone with Clark. Hey, no worries. I will be galloping way ahead of you guys.
Clark: Maddie? Hey, what just happened out there? Did you break all those light bulbs? See, Maddie, I understand. You have powers ... abilities that normal people can't even dream of. And it's okay. You can trust me. You can tell me the truth.
Maddie: Ever since I was little, I could break glass.
Clark: Yeah?
Maddie: And when I get upset, I can't control it.
Clark: Were you upset with Naomi?
Maddie: You think I k*lled her?
Clark: Maddie, you have the power to break glass. And the way that she died ...
Maddie: I didn't do it. Clark, I wasn't in the same room, and I can't do anything through walls. I liked Naomi. I would never hurt her.
Lois: Clark! Can I talk to you for a minute? Clark, I'm gonna call the sheriff right now before we get sliced, diced, and pureed.
Clark: Lois, I'm not sure she k*lled anybody.
Lois: So someone else with the power to shatter glass just moseyed on in and m*rder her foster mom?
Clark: Just because she has this ability doesn't make her a k*ller.
Lois: I always knew you were naive, but come on. Don't let her rosy cheeks and saucer eyes sway you. That girl's one step short of the demon seed.
Clark: Give me an hour. Then we'll call the police.
Lois: You want me to baby-sit that little glass-smasher? Does my life mean nothing to you?
Clark: I don't think she's dangerous. If you're scared, I can call Chloe.
Lois: Who said I was scared? I'm not scared.
Clark: Great. Thanks.
Chloe: Um, I took a peek in Maddie Van Horn's d-serv files. And I hate to break it to you, but there's more than just one reference to broken glass. I think Maddie not just accident-prone ... she's disaster-prone.
Clark: Well, that doesn't prove she's a k*ller. Chloe, if my parents didn't find me in that field, it could have been me in the foster-care system, scaring people with my powers, being accused of crimes I didn't commit.
Chloe: And, Clark, one of your greatest powers is your unrelenting faith in people. But I think when it comes to Maddie, the jury's in. When she was little, it wasn't just a car accident that k*lled her mother ... it was a freak car accident. Witnesses saw the front windshield mysteriously shatter right before the crash.
Clark: You think Maddie's responsible for her own mother's death?
Chloe: Well, didn't she say she was having a hard time controlling her powers?
Lois: Who ever said you had to be indoors to have fun? Some of the best times I've ever had were way out in the boonies, as far away from breakables as possible.
Maddie: Where's Shelby?
Lois: Oh, I have no idea. I'm allergic to him. And let's just say he's not too fond of me. Here. You know what? We're gonna have a good old time. We can pick flowers or catch bugs ... whatever floats your boat. I even packed that little picnic for us. I'm not the greatest chef in the world, but how can you screw up pb&j?
Maddie: Shelby!
Lois: Hey, where are you going?
Maddie: Shelby? Shelby?
Lois: You can play with the pooch when Clark gets back. Turn around, and we can g ...
[ Rattling ]
Lois: Okay. Now, why don't we both just ease on out of here before one of us gets hurt? Okay.
Frank: What do you mean, "gets hurt"?
Lois: Who are you?
Frank: Frank Colbert, Child Services. What's going on here?
Lois: Okay, look. I know this sounds crazy, but I'm trying to keep her as far away from glass as possible.
Frank: Maddie, Why don't you get in the car?
Lois: No, no, no ... not the car. You don't understand. I am telling you, this girl, she can shatter glass just by looking at it.
Frank: Thank you for your concern. Maddie, I'm going to take you back to the shelter, where you can be properly taken care of.
Lex: Chloe.
Chloe: I know your moral compass has a tendency to veer off course, but taking advantage of Lana when she's at her most vulnerable? It's despicable.
Lex: I think your reporter's eye is getting a little cloudy. You're starting to see things that aren't there.
Chloe: I don't have to work for the DWP to know that there was enough electricity in that room to light up the entire state of Kansas.
Lex: It's interesting how perceptive you are about affairs of the heart, considering you've never actually been in a serious relationship.
Chloe: Do you really think that Lana would be remotely interested in you if she wasn't swept up in her own emotional tornado? I mean, honestly.
Lex: I appreciate your looking out for your friend. I'd do the same, but your concern is unwarranted. We're friends ... nothing more.
Chloe: Lex, I know you're used to getting whatever you want without even thinking about the consequences. But I promise you, if you hurt my friend, there will be a consequence. And you're looking at her.
Lex: Chloe. I think I'm getting an inkling why you've never had a boyfriend.
Lois: Trust me. For your own safety, the girl can't be near glass.
Frank: I heard you the first time. Will you get her belongings, please?
Lois: Oh, god. Maddie, get out of the car! Hey!
Tyler: Stay there.
Clark: Lois, are you okay?
Lois: I've screwed up a lot in my life, but this ranks up there. That little girl was on my watch.
Clark: Lois, there's nothing you could have done. I should never have left you two alone.
Lois: Who's kidding who, Smallville? If you had been there, you would have been shredded beef. Look, Clark, she's gonna be fine. They put out an amber alert. Every cop in the state is looking for Maddie.
Clark: Did you get a good look at the guy?
Lois: Like I told the sheriff ... mid-30s, sandy-blond hair, good-looking in that psycho-k*ller kind of way.
Clark: I just don't understand. Who would want to kidnap Maddie?
Lois: Considering her dangerous disposition, I'm guessing somebody who's pretty desperate to be with her.
[ Sighs ]
Maddie: Come on, Clark. Please pick up. Pick up, Clark, please. Come on, clark. Clark, please. Where are ...
Tyler: What are you doing, princess? Why are you running away from me? Ugh. Look, look, I'm your dad. I'm your dad.
Maddie: What?
Tyler: Yeah. All those years locked up, you're the only thing that kept me going. I would do anything for you.
Maddie: You k*lled that man.
Tyler: Look ...
Maddie: You k*lled Naomi. You k*lled my real mom, didn't you? You did.
Tyler: Your mother didn't want me near you. She thought I was some monster. I swear, all I wanted was for us to be together. You like butterflies, don't you? I made this for you. It's okay. I know this is a big change. All I want to do is put our family back together. You belong to me. Come on. Come on. I've got a surprise for you.
Chloe: His name is Tyler McKnight, and I think he might be Maddie Van Horn's long-lost father.
Clark: What makes you say that?
Chloe: He was Maddie's mom's college sweetheart the year before she was born.
Clark: But what does that prove?
Chloe: 12 years ago, he landed in Belle Reve with the ability to control all things glass.
Clark: So he really is Maddie's dad.
Chloe: Which means that Maddie Van Horn's meteor powers are second-generation. Her dad had the misfortune of being in a stained-glass workshop when the first meteor shower h*t.
Clark: So Maddie never met her father cause he's been locked up.
Chloe: That's what happens when you use your powers to rob a jewelry store. He got caught. The seven 5-karat diamonds he stole didn't.
Clark: Did he just escape?
Chloe: He walked out. He was a model patient. The shrinks gave him a clean bill of mental health.
Clark: Chloe, we have to find Maddie. We don't know what this guy's capable of.
Chloe: How? We have no idea where he's headed.
Clark: Where did he live when he was arrested?
Chloe: With his mother ... 145 Hastings road.
Grandmother: I can't believe they let my son out. Why didn't he come and see me?
Clark: He probably went straight to see his daughter.
Grandmother: Daughter? Tyler doesn't have a daughter.
Clark: Her name is Maddie, and she's 11 years old.
Grandmother: I have a granddaughter?
Clark: Yes, ma'am, and it's very important that we find her. She could be in danger. I've seen this before at The Talon.
Grandmother: Isn't it beautiful? He made it right before he was arrested. I don't have the finished piece. I had to sell it after my husband passed away. The seven diamonds he stole ... did they ever find them? No.
Tyler: I made this right before they threw me into Belle Reve. But I always knew that I'd get out and we'd be together. Watch this.
[ Laughs ]
Tyler: I hid these here for you, Maddie for us. These are the start of our new life. Take them. Go on, take them.
Maddie: No. You stole them.
Tyler: No, I didn't.
Maddie: You stole them.
Tyler: Please take them.
Clark: Let her go! Maddie? It's okay. Clark! It's ... ohh. It's okay. It's okay. He'll never hurt anyone again.
Chloe: Thanks. Hey, what are you doing here? I didn't think the Daily Planet was on your weekend orbit.
Lana: I just got a phone call from Lex. I don't understand, Chloe. Why didn't you just talk to me?
Chloe: Look, Lana, I'm sorry, but after the last couple weeks, I didn't think you were interested in talking to me about your love life.
Lana: My love life? With Lex? You've got to be kidding me.
Chloe: Lana, it's okay to be honest. I'm not gonna burn you at the stake.
Lana: There is nothing to be honest about, Chloe, so I'd appreciate it if you'd stop spinning your rumor mill before you humiliate me any more than you already have.
Chloe: Lana, I understand if you want to hurt Clark.
Lana: What?
Chloe: But just don't hurt yourself in the process. Lex Luthor is nothing more than a predator.
Lana: Well, I don't plan on being anybody's prey. So we have nothing to worry about.
[ Sighs ]
Clark: Now, remember, the doctor told you to take it easy, so you might have to lay off the arm wrestling.
Lois: My arm doesn't even hurt anymore. What hurts is knowing how badly I treated that poor girl. I had no doubt she was a cold-blooded k*ller.
Clark: Just goes to show you people aren't always who you think they are.
Lois: I have to give you credit, Smallville. Who would have known you'd be such a natural with kids?
Clark: Maddie's pretty special.
Lois: So what happens to her now? It can't be easy finding a family that's willing to live without windows.
Clark: Maddie's gonna live with her grandmother, who couldn't be happier. She didn't even know she had a granddaughter.
Lois: Wow. She must be pretty brave. She's very excited, like my parents when they adopted me. But they didn't have to worry about their house getting destroyed.
Martha: He his moments. Hi, Clark. Since you're gonna be bed-ridden for a few days, I brought you some stuff to read. The Chief of Staff for a State Senator needs to be fully informed on all sides of the issues.
Lois: Wait a minute. You want me to be your Chief of Staff?
Clark: Mom, are you sure you don't want to think this through?
Martha: If it weren't for Lois Lane, your father would never have been elected and I wouldn't be in office. Besides, Lois, it's pretty clear your destiny lies far beyond a cappuccino maker. What do you think?
Deputy: Come on. Let's go.
Tyler: Nice glasses.
[Horns honking]
[Siren wails]
Clark: Maddie? What are you doing?
Maddie: Clark, you saved my life. I just wanted to help out.
Martha: Maddie. Sweetie, you don't need to do that.
Maddie: Don't worry. I'm used to cleaning up after myself.
Clark: Well, in this house, you're a guest. And guests always get a double helping of mom's banana pancakes.
Martha: The way you are with her, your dad would be so proud.
Maddie: Clark, did you ever meet your real dad?
Clark: Sort of.
Maddie: Is he bad like mine?
Clark: Maybe worse. But just because he gave me life doesn't mean I'm anything like him. See, the thing is, Maddie, anyone can be a father, but it takes someone very special to be a dad. I wish you could have met the man who raised me. He was my real dad. He would have liked you a lot.
Maddie: Clark, could I stay here with you?
Clark: Maddie, you have a grandmother. She's very excited for you to come live with her.
Maddie: I don't know her. I know you.
Clark: Well, Maddie, it's just you're gonna have to give it time to get to know her. And ... Maddie. Maddie, listen. Maddie, I would never let you go with anyone who's not gonna accept you for who you really are, okay? I promise. You're gonna be okay. I'll make sure. Okay?
Clark: Hey, mom! We need another deck of cards.
[ Glass breaks ]
Clark: Maddie, stay here. Mom!
Martha: Clark.
Tyler: Move a muscle mom gets her throat slashed. Bring me my daughter. Bring me my daughter! Now!
Maddie: Don't worry, Clark. I'm not gonna let him hurt any more people.
Clark: Maddie, no.
Tyler: Princess, what are you doing to me?
Clark: Don't. Maddie, if you k*ll him, you'll be just like him. You don't have to turn into your father.
Maddie: Maybe I don't have a choice.
Clark: Maddie, just because you're his child does not mean that you're destined to follow in his footsteps.
Maddie: But I don't want him to hurt any more people.
Tyler: I won't, honey. Please. I promise. I made a mistake, Maddie.
Clark: Maddie, your father has already destroyed his life. Don't destroy yours. You have too much to offer this world.
Maddie: I'm sorry, Clark.
Clark: It's okay. It's over now.
Clark: Go ahead, Maddie. There's nothing to be scared about.
Maddie: Yes, there is. You won't be with me. I'll have no one to talk to.
Clark: That's not true. Maddie, your grandmother can't wait to talk to you. She wants to hear every word you have to say.
Maddie: What about my powers? What if I can't control them?
Clark: But you can, Maddie. I've seen you. Just like you did in the barn, remember? But if you ever feel like you're gonna lose control, all you have to do is pick up the phone. You call me. I'll be right there to talk you through it, okay?
Maddie: I already miss you, Clark.
Clark: I miss you, too. Your grandmother is waiting for you. She's gonna take good care of you.
Maddie: I almost forgot.
Chloe: So, the good news is with Lois' love for gossip, I will always have the inside scoop at the State Capitol.
Clark: As long as she doesn't get my mom impeached.
Chloe: Yeah, I think that Lois is the least of your mom's worries. Have you told her about your other worldly suspicions that Lionel knows your secret?
Clark: She's got a lot on her mind right now. Hey, how's lana?
Chloe: I was wondering when you were going to bring up the "L" word. Why don't you call her?
Clark: Actually, I was just trying to give her some space. Has she met anyone yet?
Chloe: Clark, look, if you don't want to talk to her, that's fine. It's your choice. But please don't make me your own personal little covert spy.
Clark: Chloe. Is there something you're not telling me? No. Not at all.
Lex: Lana. I thought you were busy explicating Shakespeare today.
Lana: I wanted to talk, just to set the record straight.
Lex: I don't think the record could be any straighter. Chloe's working on a story where there is none.
Lana: Lex, our friendship means a lot to me, and I don't want any misunderstandings to get in the way of that.
Lex: Lana, we're on the same page. If I somehow I gave you the wrong impression the other night, I apologize.
Lana: You don't have to apologize for something that didn't happen.
Lex: Well, it wouldn't be the first time.
Lana: This whole thing ... I mean, I can't believe we're even having this conversation. To think that there'd be anything between us besides friendship.
Lex: Don't worry. Talk is just a bunch of noise. As long as we both feel the same way Lana: That's all that matters.
Lex: You okay? Look, it's just something that happened. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x18 - Fragile"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 20th, 2006
Madman: You're used to being in control if you want to regain it, you're going to have to play a little game. The 11:35 from Smallville to Metropolis is running on time. Win the game, or you'll be catching a ride the hard way.
Lionel: What game?
Madman: Hangman. Call out a letter. Guess the phrase. Lose the game, your life follows. Hurry, Lionel.
[ Train whistle blows ]
Lionel: Uh, "A."
Madman: Too obvious.
Lionel: "E." "O."
Madman: Lucky guess.
Lionel: "T."
Madman: Wrong again.
Lionel: Um, "G."
Madman: Sorry.
Lionel: "S."
Madman: No. Would you like a hint? It's a lesson I learned from you.
Lionel: "M." "C." "R," "y," "N." No mercy! The answer is "No Mercy"!
[ Train whistle bl*wing ]
Clark: Lionel's at my house constantly, acting like he belongs there.
Chloe: And from what you're telling me, it sounds like your mom kind of invited the wolf to come on in. I know we've tip toed Clark: The things he says to me, the look in his eye he knows.
Chloe: Then he's probably using your mom to get closer to you.
Clark: He's always there, helping her, offering advice. She's trusting him more and more.
Chloe: She wouldn't if she knew the truth.
Clark: I know I need to tell her. I was going to right after I found out.
Chloe: So what stopped you?
Clark: She's been through so much since my dad died. I don't want to give her one more thing to worry about.
Chloe: Well, by not telling her, you could be putting her at risk of a lot worse.
Lionel: Chess. You haven't played chess in years. Why the sudden interest in such a complex game?
Lex: A friend of mine wants to learn the finer points.
Lionel: I used to dismantle your two-dimensional as*ault with alarming regularity, remember? Maybe you should teach your friend something a little less complicated. What about a game of hangman? That's always fun.
Lex: Thanks. I'll stick with chess.
Lionel: You'll lose, as always.
Lex: I'm not playing to win. I'm playing to instruct.
Lionel: No mercy?
Lex: What are you talking about?
Lionel: It was you, Lex. I know it.
Lex: What?
Lionel: Disabling my limo in the path of an on coming train. That kind of melodrama went out of style with silent movies.
Lex: Wait. Someone tried to k*ll you?
Lionel: Oh, is this the part where you feign innocence?
Lex: I brought you in to help run LuthorCorp again. Profits have never been higher. Why would I want you d*ad?
Lionel: Not so long ago, I tried to take LuthorCorp away from you.
Lex: The Apex take over. Right. Please. Seeing you fail miserably was retribution enough.
Lionel: All right. All right.
[ Sighs ]
Lionel: So it wasn't you.
Lex: I may not like you very much, dad, but you're a valuable asset to LuthorCorp. k*lling you would hurt the bottom line.
Lionel: Your concern is truly touching.
[ Sighs ]
Lex: I am concerned. A thr*at against you is a thr*at against LuthorCorp.
Lionel: I have been fending off att*cks on my life since before you were born. I think I can handle one more.
Martha: Oh, Clark. What do you think about this as close "It isn't enough to simply give when we can. Upholding the principles of truth, justice, and the American way isn't a matter of convenience. It's a matter of conscience."
Clark: Sounds like words to live by.
Martha: Let's hope the deep pockets at the Civil Liberties Fund-Raiser think so, too.
Clark: There's something I need to talk to you about.
Martha: Can't it wait? I got to get to Metropolis.
Clark: Lionel knows.
Martha: Knows what?
Clark: Lionel knows about me. About my secret. I don't know how.
Martha: I think I might. A while ago, I found a package on our doorstep. Inside was a video of you surviving an expl*si*n.
Clark: Who sent it?
Martha: I'm not sure, but Lionel took care of it. He said he wasn't interested in why I was being blackmailed. He just wanted to help. And I believed him.
Clark: Why didn't you tell me about this?
Martha: You were still in so much pain about your father. I guess I just wanted to protect you for a change. Lionel's gonna b*at this fund-raiser tonight. When I see him Clark: No, you can't say anything. We have to handle this the same way dad would. Stick to our regular routine. Give nothing away. Not until we know what Lionel's up to.
[ Sighs ]
Martha: I better going Clark: I'll go with you.
Martha: No, no. If you start guarding me all the time, he'll definitely know something's up. Don't worry. I can handle Lionel.
[ Door closes ]
Madman: Well, there are no concealed electronic devices here in the office anywhere. Sir, the office is clean.
Lionel: I hope so, for your sake. Or you'll find yourself working in a convenience store, watching hot dogs spin. Thank you.
[ Computer beeping]
Madman: Watching hot dogs spin? That wasn't very nice. But then again, that's the way you treat all the people. Who work for you, isn't it, Lionel?
Lionel: What do you do ... read lips?
Madman: I see everything.
[ Electricity buzzing ]
[ Buzzing stops ]
[ Telephone dialing ]
Man: 911.
Madman: Hello, Lionel. How does it feel to be helpless?
Lionel: I'll let you know if it ever happens.
Madman: Now, that's that winning spirit that made you a billionaire. Let's see if it can keep you alive.
Lionel: So, what do you want? Huh?
[ Gasps ]
Madman: I want to play another game.
(Stretching sound)
[ Gasps ]
Lionel: Aah!
[ Breathing heavily ]
Madman: Hello again, Lionel.
Lionel: Where am I?
Madman: In a hell of your own making.
Lionel: Who are you?
Madman: Just another one of the many faceless people your greed has destroyed.
Lionel: That narrows it down some, doesn't it?
Madman: You may not know me, Lionel but I know you. You're a man above it all commanding your workers to carry the burden of your empire. They toil while you profit.
Lionel: It's called running a business! That's how it works!
Madman: Not anymore. Now you're g have to get your own hands dirty. Bright, isn't it? Oh, well, now. What do we have here? Take a closer look. Go on. Not exactly spring water, is it? A good story always needs a hook, wouldn't you agree?
Lionel: All right. So what happens now?
Madman: Now we're gonna play another game. Would you like to see how it's played?
Lionel: Yeah. Show me.
Madman: These are the scales of justice. Fill the buckets with the liquid from the tap and balance them on the pole. Succeed, and the door to this room will open.
[ Groaning ]
Lionel: Aah!
Madman: Alex, he didn't do too well. Did I forget to mention that the liquid is flammable?
Lionel: He was my driver. An innocent man.
Madman: No one connected to you is innocent. Ready to play?
Lionel: No. No. Lionel Luthor doesn't jump through hoops.
Madman: In 10 minutes, flames beneath your feet will consume this room. Balance the scales or burn for your sins.
Lex: Take your time. The key to mastering chess is to anticipate your opponent's moves and keep him on the defensive.
Lana: Lex, what are we doing?
Lex: I thought we were enjoying an evening of chess. I think I have monopoly.
Lana: You know what I'm talking about. We've spent the last week avoiding what happened.
Lex: I was kind of waiting for you to bring that up.
Lana: You kissed me.
Lex: And then you kissed me back.
Lana: God, after all that talk about friendship and not wanting to ruin what we have we really don't listen very well, do we?
Lex: Are you asking me to forget what happened? Because short of a serious blow to the head, I think it's a memory that's gonna linger for quite a while.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Lana: You should get that. I'm gonna go back to Metropolis. I'll call you later.
[ Ringing continues]
Lex: What? Get a security team and meet me at LuthorCorp Plaza, and keep this internal. I don't want anyone to know my father's missing.
Madman: Getting a little warm? How does it feel the flames licking at your heels, every step blistering pain? I'll bet a pair of those $1,000 Italian shoes you favor would real make a difference right about now, wouldn't they? I understand how hard it must be for a man who's not used to breaking a sweat.
Lionel: I grew up in su1c1de Slum. Sweat's something I'm very familiar with, my friend.
Madman: I know all about your underprivileged youth, but that all changed when your parents died in the f*re you set.
Lionel: I didn't k*ll my parents.
Madman: Did I h*t a nerve? Tell a lie long enough you'll believe it to be truth. You're running out of time. Do you want to tell me what you've learned from this game before the flesh is seared from your bones?
Lionel: Yeah. You talk too much. Shut up.
Madman: Careful. Remember what happened to your limo driver. The scales of justice are hard to balance oh, be careful. Congratulations on your acquittal.
[ Panting ]
Lionel: What? Another game?
Madman: Yes. But this time, you're going to need a partner someone to help you through the dark times.
Lionel: Martha! She has nothing to do with this.
Madman: She has everything to do with this You use your wealth to buy influence, controlling the halls of power. You're the man in the shadows pulling all the strings. And your puppets they're as guilty as the master. And they deserve a similar fate.
Lionel: All right. All right, so what's this game? How do I get her out, huh?
Madman: You use words as w*apon, twisting them to your purpose, obscuring the truth with double meaning. Now it's my turn.
Lionel: "A toad like fever"? I don't understand this.
Madman: Shift your perceptions. Shift ... your ... perceptions..her life is in your hands.
Lionel: What? No, wait, wait! I need more.
Clark: I understand the whole acting normal thing, but ferreting out the truth is acting normal for me. Chloe.
Chloe: You're not the only one Lionel's been playing. He fed me information about Fine being in Honduras because he knew I'd come to you with it. Why don't you let me use that as an in, to find out what he's really up to?
Clark: What if he finds out what you're up to? It's too risky.
[ Cellphone rings ]
Chloe: Oh, and waiting for Darth Luthor to hatch his evil plan isn't?
Clark: Hey, Lois. No. She left hours ago. All right, I'll let you know if I hear anything.
Chloe: What is it?
Clark: My mom never showed up at the fund-raiser in Metropolis.
Chloe: Oh, my god.
Lex: Pull the security vids for the last 24 hours. See if you can find anything else unusual.
Man: Yes, sir.
[ Sighs ]
Lex: It's okay. Clark, what are you doing here?
Clark: Looking for your father. Where is he?
Lex: I wish I knew. He's missed a couple of meetings and never showed up for a fund-raiser at the plaza.
Clark: Neither did my mother. Lex, if you have any idea what's going on, you better tell me right now.
Lex: Clark, earlier today my father accused me of orchestrating some bizarre attempt on his life.
Clark: You think someone's giving it a second sh*t?
Lex: All I know is that he was taken from this office.
Clark: How do you know that?
Lex: I found his cellphone on the floor. The last call he tried to make was to 911. The time stamp on it matches an unexplained gap in the building security tapes.
Chloe: What about the cameras in here?
Lex: There aren't any. My father liked to have a place where he could conduct certain transactions without any electronic records.
Chloe: Would that be the less-than-legal kind?
Clark: Lex, has this always been chipped like that?
Lex: My father wouldn't tolerate a flaw in his prized collection. Nice catch.
Chloe: Whoa. This isn't your standard issue. This was homemade by somebody who really knew what they were doing. High res, wireless carrier ...
Clark: Is it transmitting?
Chloe: No, it's powered down. But if we juice it up, I might be able to piggyback the transmission and trace where it's located.
Lex: Let's try it.
Lionel: "A toad like fever"! Fever. It doesn't, it doesn't make any sense.
Martha: It has to mean something. Have you ever heard it before?
Lionel: No. Wait.
Martha: Why aren't they all the same?
Lionel: What? What do you mean?
Martha: The first letters of the words. The "t" and the "f"are capitals, but not the "a" at the beginning and the "l" in "like." "T," "F."
Lionel: Right, right. He said it was a ... what did he say? He said it was uh ... shift ... shift ... shift your perception! Uh, uh ... it's an anagram. It's an anagram ... where the true meaning is scrambled.
Martha: A word puzzle! A word puzzle!
Chloe: It's transmitting on a rotational code. I'll see if I can hack the sequence and locate the termination point.
Clark: Hurry.
Lex: It's a shame, isn't it? Takes a crisis like this to get us in the same room together. Look, Clark, maybe when this is all over, we can try to find our way back to some common ground.
[ Cellphone rings ]
Lex: Excuse me. I got to take this.
Clark: Is there anything I can do to make this go faster?
Chloe: Not unless computer skills are one of your abilities. Signal's strong, minimal degradation, which means it must be local. Got it. 8320 Vermont Avenue. Five miles from here.
Clark: Great.
Lex: Find something?
Chloe: An address not far from here.
Lex: Great. Take my Porsche. It's a lot faster than your truck. Let's go.
Lionel: "V," "I," "L." "Evil." "To dare fake evil." It's gibberish.
Martha: There's meaning in it there has to be!
Lionel: No. You want me to fail don't you? You want me to watch her die?! Is that what you want?!
Martha: Lionel!
Lionel: He wants me to fail. To ... fail. Fail. Fail. Fail. He said the truth is obscured with double meaning. Double. Double meaning. No mercy. Uh ... greed. Grab. Take. Take, take, take. Take, take. Do take. Over ... takeover. Failed takeover! Failed takeover! The answer is "failed takeover!" Failed takeover! Apex. Apex! Apex! It's Apex. Martha.
[ Coughs ]
Lionel: Martha. You're all right. It's all right.
Madman: Genuine concern for another human being? I suspected your relationship with the senator was more than just political.
Martha: All right.
Lionel: Martha. All right, we won your game. Now let us out.
Madman: As you wish.
Martha: Wait, wait. Wait. What's up here?
Madman: Freedom or death, depending on the outcome of your final game.
Lionel: You expect us to walk right into another trap?
Madman: You could stay right where you are and wait for the floor to be electrified.
[ Electricity crackles ]
Lionel: Come on!
Martha: Aaahhh!
Lionel: A lot of people lost everything.
Martha: Because of you. Because of your greed.
Lionel: No. This wasn't about me. This was about Lex.
Martha: Lex? About hurting him? You hate him that much Lionel: I was trying to teach him, Martha, lessons. Hard lessons. I thought that if I removed the temptations that power and money gave him, maybe then he would be able to rediscover his own humanity.
Martha: Did you ever think of just talking to him, father to son?
Lionel: That might work in the Kent family, but Lex is not Clark, and I'm not the father Jonathan Kent was.
Martha: It's never too late to change.
Madman: Unless you're d*ad. You've destroyed so many lives without consideration, all to win your own games. Let's see if you can do the same when the life in the balance is someone you so obviously care about.
[ Beep ]
Madman: One b*llet. k*ll Senator Kent win your freedom. Or she kills you. Winner goes free.
Lionel: No! We're not playing any more games.
Madman: There's an expl*sive charge attached to the elevator cable above your head. If one if you isn't d*ad in two minutes, you both lose. Your decision.
[ Rapid beeping ]
Chloe: Clark, how close are you? We're in the building. I think we found it. Hold on.
Lex: You want to wait for the security team?
Clark: No.
Lex: Me neither.
Clark: Chloe there's no one here. They must have re-routed the signal in case we found the camera. Clark.
[ Rapid beeping]
Lionel: Clark he's going to need you more than ever to become the man this world so desperately needs. Do it. And go home to your son.
[ Sobbing ]
Martha: I can't.
Lionel: I ... I'd hoped that ... I'd always hoped that things would end differently with us, Martha.
Martha: Don't blame yourself.
Lionel: Your life is truly important.
Martha: No!
[ Beeping stops ]
Clark: Chloe? What happened?
Chloe: The feed was terminated at the source. I'm trying to back-trace the location. The signal's bouncing all over the place, trying to throw us off.
Madman: A selfless act from Lionel Luthor. Life is full of surprises. So is death.
Lionel: You son of a ...
Chloe: I got it. They're somewhere across town.
Clark: Where?
Chloe: It's gonna take a minute to narrow it down. Start heading west. I'll guide you in.
Lex: Clark, we should ...
Madman: there's no escaping, Lionel. The charges have been primed. One more touch of a button, and the LuthorCorp empire mourns its founder.
Lionel: You were never gonna let us go, were you?
Madman: You're the master manipulator, Lionel. You should know that some games are rigged.
Lionel: Why didn't you just k*ll me?
Madman: Because I wanted to watch you suffer like I did.
Lionel: You're ... you're the ...
Madman: I stood right in front of you today. You didn't even know who I was. You didn't see the house I lost, the wife, children. An entire life gone because of your little game with Apex. I'm no one. Just another piece of Lionel Luthor's collateral damage.
Lionel: This is between me and you. Let her go.
Madman: Does it hurt, Lionel? Knowing you're gonna watch her die? The one person you would have sacrificed your life for.
Lionel: Let her go. This is my fault. All of it. I'm sorry.
Madman: That's all I wanted to hear.
[ Beep ]
Lionel: That ... was..miraculous. Thank you ... son.
Martha: Oh, sweetie, thank you some bumps bruises, but alive.
Clark: No thanks to Lionel.
Martha: What happened was the work of disturbed man. Lionel's no saint, but this wasn't his fault.
Clark: Maybe not directly.
Martha: He was willing to sacrifice himself for your future.
Clark: Lionel never does anything that doesn't benefit him in the end. We can't trust him.
Martha: If we want to protect your secret, we might not have a choice.
Lex: Lincoln Cole. That was the name of the man who did all this.
Lionel: You found him.
Lex: In a bar around the block. He was toasting your demise. Didn't care if he was caught, as long as you were d*ad. The authorities had to sedate him when he found out you weren't.
Lionel: Powerful men, son. We attract the occasional lunatic.
Lex: It wasn't insanity that drove him to that, dad. It was you.
Lionel: We all make mistakes, son.
Lex: And yours almost cost Martha Kent her life.
Lionel: Well, I'm just thankful the elevator safety brake slowed us down enough to survive the fall.
Lex: Yeah. You should be. Especially since Cole disabled them.
[ Laughs ]
Lionel: That's enough to make a man believe in miracles. Isn't it, son?
Lex: I, uh, don't suppose Clark had anything to do with that divine intervention.
Lionel: Clark ...
Lex: I heard what you said over the video about what a special boy he is. What'd you mean by that?
Lionel: I meant that he's the kind of son a father could be proud of.
Lex: One minute he's standing in the same room with me and the next, he's across town.
Lionel: You're still obsessing over him after all these years. Clark Kent's a simple farm boy. Let it go, Lex. Let it go.
Lionel: I've been expecting you Kal-El.
Clark: How long have you known?
Lionel: From the moment I held in my hand the crystal that helped to form your fortress of solitude.
Clark: The one that put you in a coma.
Lionel: Coma? I'd like to think of it as A state of contemplative repose.
Clark: You've known my secret for almost a year.
Lionel: Yes.
Clark: Why haven't you done anything?
Lionel: What? Expose you to the world? Some strange visitor from another planet? I've tried to tell you I am not your enemy. To reveal your secret would change your destiny. And it would harm someone I care about very deeply.
Clark: You had a choice to k*ll my mother or to k*ll yourself.
Lionel: I could never harm your mother. There was no choice.
Clark: Yeah. Unless you knew the g*n wasn't loaded.
Lionel: You have no reason to believe anything I say. I realize that. But I hope eventually you will come to trust me. I only want what's best for you and your mother son.
Clark: You don't call me that. Jonathan Kent was my father.
Lionel: No. I'm not trying to take his place.
Clark: You couldn't. My mother seems to think there may be some good in you, but I'm not so sure.
Lionel: It takes time, Clark.
Clark: Or maybe you'll just show your true colors. Secret or no secret, you stay away from my mother, or you'll wish I never saved your life.
[ Breathing heavily ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x19 - Mercy"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 4th, 2006
Provided by Clark: Mom?
Chloe: Happy birthday Clark!
Lois: Happy birthday Clark!
Martha: Happy birthday, sweetheart. Thank God you didn't leave. We got you, didn't we?
Chloe: Look. And Lois even made her world-famous rum cake for you.
Lois: From scratch.
Clark: Wow, I never would have guessed.
Chloe: You should have seen the first two.
Lois: Ah Come on, presents before cake.
Martha: Come on, birthday boy. Sit down.
Lois: Open it.
Clark: Wow .
Lois: Not that you're the ''dear diary'' type but since you keep everything to yourself I ... I thought it might help.
Chloe: And since I'm on an intern budget, I figured I could just comp you a couple of those IOU's that you owe me.
Clark: Thank you. That's Dad's handwriting.
Martha: I found it in his desk.
Clark: Two tickets to the Wolverines game in Milwaukee. Right behind home plate.
Martha: Yeah, your dad and his baseball. There was no one in the world he'd rather watch a game with.
Clark: Thanks for the tickets, Dad. I just wish that you were here to go with me. Dad?
Jonathan: Listen, I'm sorry I couldn't be at your birthday party to see the kind of man you're becoming.
Clark: Dad, everything I am is because of you.
Jonathan: Not everything. See there can be no more lessons. You're gonna have to do this on your own. I can't help you anymore. You're gonna have to stop him.
Clark: Stop who?
Jonathan: He's much worse than we imagined. So many people ... So many people are gonna die.
Clark: I don't understand, Dad? What are you talking about?
Jonathan: I'm talking about Lionel Luthor.
Clark: What is he doing?
Jonathan: He's gonna do something terrible.
Clark: Tell me, Dad, what am I supposed to do?
Jonathan: I'm sorry, Clark. But to save this world you've gotta k*ll Lionel Luthor. Goodbye, son.
Clark: Dad? Dad? Dad, wait.
Martha: Clark, grief can play tricks on the mind.
Clark: Mom, I know what I saw. It was Dad. His spirit, his ghost, whatever you wanna call it.
Martha: Sweetheart, I see your dad all the time. Every morning when I wake up I feel him beside me. But it's not him. And it's not his ghost. It's my mind wanting it so badly I think he's really there. Right now you're really angry with Lionel and maybe you want someone to say it's okay to get back at him.
Clark: Mom, this isn't the first time I've seen Dad. It's a long story, but Lana was in trouble. I tried to save her and had some sort of near-death experience. I saw Dad. He was the one who told me Lionel knew my secret. That wasn't my imagination. What if this wasn't either?
Martha: If that's true, if it really was your father.
Clark: Then what Lionel's up to is a lot worse than just knowing my secret.
Martha: It would have to be, for your father to suggest taking someone's life.
Waitress: One drip, one extra-hot double cap, no foam. Sorry again about the mess-up.
Lana: Don't worry about it. I know how finicky that steamer can be. Thank you. Lois. Hey.
Lois: Hey. Running a delivery service?
Lana: Oh No. Actually, Chloe started short-circuiting so I
Lois: You know what save it, Lana. It's okay. There's only one extra-hot double cap, no foam in this town. Runs by ''Lex.'' Walks in here like he owns the place.
Lana: Actually, Lois, he does own the place.
Lois: So are you his new assistant?
Lana: Ahem No, not exactly.
Lois: No way. I guess if you're in the market for a boyfriend why not Smallville's most eligible bachelor?
Lana: He's not my boyfriend.
Lois: Ah-ha. Look, I know I'm not versed in the whole girl-talk thing but I do have an unbiased ear. And I know what it's like to have a case of the bad-boy blues.
Chloe: Okay, Clark, I am the president of Ghost Believers Anonymous but your dad Hamleting you?
Clark: Chloe, I know how it sounds.
Chloe: Alright, Hand me a cloak and call me Horatio.
Clark: Great. Now what could be so bad that my Dad would want Lionel Luthor d*ad to stop it?
Chloe: Maybe it has something to do with him knowing, you know where you really came from.
Clark: I think that's a part of it but there's gotta be something more.
Chloe: Well, if Lionel is hatching some sh*t of an evil scheme it would explain why he's been sitting on your secret.
Clark: Maybe something's already in motion. Chloe, someone tried to blackmail my mom with security footage of me using my abilities.
Chloe: What?
Clark: Guess which billionaire came to the rescue.
Chloe: All right, say this ghost of your dad's is right. And then we go and dig through Lionel's closet and we find a smoking g*n. Then what?
Clark: Depends what it was.
Chloe: Would it? Is there anything we could find that would make Clark Kent k*ll someone?
Lex: My helicopter's waiting, Dad. What's so important?
Lionel: Obviously something you've got cooking in Honduras. Although I doubt it's the banana daiquiris. You've been racking up quite a lot of frequent flier miles, son.
Lex: Challenging upper management often leads to a bout of unemployment.
Lionel: The welfare of your workers is the least of my concerns. You're involved with Milton Fine. I know that he's been smuggling some of the deadliest viruses in the world into this country with your help.
Lex: Well, don't worry, Dad. We're not gonna put them in any Halloween candy.
Lionel: You're extremely nonchalant for a man whose collection of microorganisms could wipe out more than half of this country.
Lex: It's under control.
Lionel: Your business partner's a man who seems able to appear at opposite ends of the Earth simultaneously. How much control do you have over him?
Lex: Your intel is impressive, but incomplete.
Lionel: Shut the operation down, Lex. Shut it down now. Wherever you're incubating these viruses, you need to destroy them. Milton Fine embodies a thr*at greater than you appear to realize.
Lex: You taught me. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
Lionel: This is one enemy you don't know. Not knowing who you're in bed with can make for a very uncomfortable awakening.
Lex: Well, I'll present that nugget to the board when they ask why I'm late.
Chloe: Wait, Clark, the alarm. I cloned the transponder from Lionel's key port so we could override the digital cipher. I need a night life.
Clark: Let's look for anything my dad might be warning me about.
Chloe: Okay, it might take a minute. I can't exactly search for a file called ''My evil scheme.'' Clark, Have you thought about the fact that if Lionel knows your secret he might have told..
Clark: Lex? Knowledge is power. Lionel would never level the playing field.
Chloe: Well, I guess this is one of those rare times when we have to put our faith in the Luthor family dysfunction. Locked out.
Clark: Check his calendar.
Chloe: All right. I'm multitasking as fast as I can. Leon Rowland?
Clark: Who's that?
Chloe: It looks like Lionel has an interview scheduled tomorrow with the Inqísítor's top reporter regarding something called ''The w*apon. ''
Clark: Then at the Pentagon.
Chloe: Looks like the mysterious w*apon is the hot topic this week.
Clark: Maybe it's not so mysterious.
Chloe: Wait, you think that you might be the w*apon Lionel's talking about?
Lana: I bought us coffees. But after a three-hour conversation with Lois, they got a bit cold.
Lex: Well, I can't wait to read all about Lex and Lana in tomorrow's early edition.
Lana: She's not like that. Believe it or not, she's a great listener. And with everything that's been going on she's been a wonderful outlet for me. And it looks like I'm not the only one who needs an outlet.
Lex: Lana, something's happened. I've been wrestling with whether or not I should let you in on it. But, when all is said and done you're the one person in the world I can share it with. I've been working on something. Something bigger than either of us.
Lana: Lex, whatever it is, I trust you.
Lex: This isn't about trusting me anymore. It's about trusting you. It's about how deep you wanna get involved, and knowing when to say stop. Lana, what I'm about to show you means you're all in, A hundred percent.
Lana: What is this place?
Lex: The future. I'd like you to be by my side when it arrives.
Lana: You've been collecting viruses?
Lex: The most deadly on the planet.
Lana: What are you gonna do with them?
Lex: Change the world. Lana, we've been able to alter the viruses, transforming them into the ultimate vaccine. One sh*t of this and theoretically you'd be protected from any disease that could be unleashed.
Lana: Unleashed? By whom?
Lex: Well, according to Fine the CIA believes the black spacecraft might be the first of many. Listen, you need to keep this between the two of us. Even Fine doesn't know we're developing the vaccine here.
Lana: I thought you two were working together. Why don't you trust him anymore?
Lex: Because I think he might be reporting back to something a little higher up.
Lana: You found the ship?
Lex: I was tracking Fine and he led me directly to it. But that's not the intriguing part. These two photographs were taken a hundredth of a second apart. Where did he go?
Lana: Oh, my God. Do you think he came out of that ship like the others?
Lex: That's why I was going along with him. I thought I could buy some time to find his weakness. But I'm starting to think he doesn't have one.
Lana: He might. After the meteor shower, when I found your dad in that strange trance he grabbed me and he told me how to stop them.
Answering mashine: Hí. thís ís the Kent resídence. Leave a message.
Lionel: Martha. ít's Líonel. I know thíngs are straíned but somethíng's goíng on that Clark needs to know about. Please, Call me as soon as you get thís.
Martha: Jonathan?
Jonathan: How long, Martha?
Martha: What?
Jonathan: How long have you had feelings for Lionel Luthor?
Martha: It's not like that.
Jonathan: I want you to be happy, sweetheart. I've always just ... Just wanted you to be happy but not with him.
Martha: Jonathan. You know you're the only man I've ever loved. It's been so hard without you. Your voice, your touch. I miss you so much.
Jonathan: I miss you too, sweetheart.
Martha: Why did you have to leave me?
Jonathan: I'm sorry, Martha. I didn't have any choice. And soon, neither will a lot of other innocent people.
Martha: Are you talking about Lionel? What is it? What is he doing?
Jonathan: He's going to drown you all in your own blood. Just like he did me.
Martha: Like he did you? What ... ?
Jonathan: Martha, I'm sorry. But, you've got to tell Clark there is no other choice. Lionel Luthor has to die.
Martha: Jonathan?
Jonathan: He has to.
Martha: Jonathan?
Martha: He was standing right here. Like he was still alive. He said Lionel was gonna drown us all in blood. What does that mean?
Clark: I don't know. Mom, I think it might have something to do with Lionel using me as a w*apon.
Martha: But, Clark, you would never go along with that.
Clark: What if he's found a way to control me? Maybe that's what Dad's come to stop.
Martha: All this time I thought Lionel was making up for his past.
Clark: Mom, it's not your fault. Lionel has been manipulating all of us.
Martha: Clark, he said something else. I think he meant Lionel had something to do with his death.
Investigator: We've tracked Mílton Fíne to the Mídwestern region of The Uníted States. We're workíng to narrow hís coordínates. We'll let you know what we have. Sír. Please be advísed unoffícíal data indicates..
Fine: Good evening, Mr. Luthor. May I?
Lex: Please, help yourself. Everybody else does.
Fine: Some say the toast came about by a man who feared that his drink had been poisoned. But he was a quick-witted man. He joyfully clanked his mug with the mugs of his mates sloshing his lethal beverage into everyone's drink with cheer. A simple tap then must be a sign of trust.
Lex: I'm not really thirsty.
Fine: I thought we had an agreement. You would inform me of the virus's progress. But I seem to be shockingly cut out of the loop.
Lex: A fact you've probably known for weeks. Come on. You must have assumed I wouldn't inherently believe your CIA bluff.
Fine: And that's why I chose you. For your insatiable distrust and your propensity for covering all the bases.
Lex: I'm sure you didn't waltz in here thinking I'd just roll over.
Fine: No, not you. Not without a bone.
Lex: I'll take the truth. I assure you the vaccine is processed and ready. But I'd be foolish to hand it over to someone whose agenda is still up for grabs.
Fine: Lex, it's a vaccine. What thr*at could it possibly pose?
Lex: Now, that's a question I've been asking myself for weeks. I'm hoping this will help me get a few answers.
Fine: Close, but I'm not one of them. I was only made by them. Where's the vaccine?
Chloe: Okay now Before I tell you any of this, You have to promise you'll keep cool head and backburner those Amerícan Psycho instincts, okay?
Clark: Chloe, what is it?
Chloe: I pulled up your dad's phone records. And unless Lionel was selling Long-distance plans, he was desperate to get ahold of your dad. There are at least 20 calls logged in those last few weeks.
Clark: My Dad said he died protecting my secret. Maybe that's how he found out Lionel knew about me. When did the calls stop?
Chloe: They didn't. Lionel talked to your dad an hour before he died.
Clark: Think Lionel was just congratulating him?
Chloe: Not unless he did it in person. Lionel's cell call came through a tower in Jansen's Field. That's only a mile away from your house.
Clark: Lionel was there? Lionel was there the night my dad died.
Lionel: Clark. I'm glad you called. Thank you. We don't have much time.
Clark: Is this where it happened? Is this where you met my father the night he died?
Lionel: Yes. Yes, it is. I had to talk to him. It was important.
Clark: He found out, didn't he? He found out about your plan to use me as a w*apon.
Lionel: A w*apon? No. Clark, no, it..
Clark: What did you do to him?
Lionel: Clark, I wanted to help him. He needed an ally but he took it the wrong way.
Clark: You k*lled my father.
Lionel: No. Clark.
Clark: What happened Lionel, he wouldn't go along with your plan was that it? You pushed him ... You pushed him till his heart gave out.
Lionel: Listen to me, Clark.
Clark: I will never be anyone's w*apon.
Lionel: You're not the w*apon. Clark, It's not you.
Jonathan: Lies. That's all he's gonna tell you, son. You're gonna have to k*ll him before he gets the chance.
Lionel: Listen to me, Clark.
Clark: Shut up!
Jonathan: Do it, Clark. Do it!
Clark: You k*lled him.
Jonathan: Yes, he k*lled me. So go on, son. Avenge my death.
Lionel: Your father would never make you a m*rder.
Jonathan: k*ll him!
Lionel: Listen to me, Clark. Listen to me.
Jonathan: Clark, I know this is very difficult for you but you have got to k*ll Lionel Luthor! Clark Kent, k*ll him now! You know I asked you to do one simple thing. This is what I get. You're a tremendous disappointment to me, son.
Clark: You're not my father.
Jonathan: Well, it looks like I might have underestimated you, Kal-El. Catch! It would be so easy to snap your neck just like a twig. But I still need you.
Clark: Who are you?
Jonathan: I'm the guy that's gonna help bring this world to its knees. Don't touch me. Don't do it. Don't do..
Lionel: What..? What just happened?
Lionel: I was fairly certain Milton Fine was a Kryptonian but I didn't realize that shape shifting was one of the Kryptonian's miraculous abilities.
Clark: It isn't.
Lionel: Then Fine's not a Kryptonian. Clark, it is important to both of us that we keep this from Lex.
Clark: Look, Fine was created by Kryptonians and he's already been destroyed twice.
LioneL: Twice? Some sort of self-replicating entity, that's incredible.
Clark: That's one word for it. But why was he so afraid of you? And how were you able to destroy him, just by touching him?
Lionel: I..I'm not sure. But,I feel the answers could lie somewhere in here.
Clark: Where did you find all this?
Lionel: I didn't find it. I wrote it. And whatever voice I'm channeling I believe that what I wrote is meant for you.
Chloe: So hell freezes over and no one even bothers to tell me?
Clark: Chloe, listen. Mr. Luthor has been writing these. Seems to be some sort of warning, but I can't decipher it.
Chloe: Well, Unfortunately my Kryptonian's rusty. What about?
Lionel: I don't know what any of this means, Miss Sullivan. I am simply the oracle. I believe the answers could be found with a visit to your Fortress.
Clark: Last time someone talked me into taking them to the Fortress it was a trick to release General Zod.
Chloe: Ya, I have plans this weekend. So if we could protect Smallville from the wrath of Krypton's deadliest villain, that would be great.
Lionel: Ancient hieroglyphics were deciphered by finding repeated..
Chloe: Repeated patterns. Ya, I know. So let me scan this and see if we got any.
Clark: Why would Fine wanna expose himself now?
Lionel: He's afraid I'm going to help you. To stop what he and Lex are planning to do.
Clark: Which is what?
Lionel: Fine has been helping Lex to develop a virus so lethal, it could bring humanity to the brink of extinction. LuthorCorp scientists completed the project today.
Chloe: So the w*apon isn't Clark, it's this virus.
Lionel: Yes.
Clark: Maybe that's what this pattern is trying to warn me against.
Lionel: I have a strong sense that this warning I have been entrusted to pass on is related to something more terrible even than the virus.
Clark: Maybe the virus is just a part of it.
Lionel: Yeah.
Clark: Do you have access to the lab?
Lionel: No, I don't know where it is.
Chloe: I think we know someone who does.
Lana: What are you doing?
Lois: Smooth one, Smallville.
Clark: There's something I have to talk to you about. Look.
Lana: How did you get in here?
Lois: I think I just heard a keg being tapped. I'm gonna go check it out.
Clark: Lana, I realize I shouldn't be going through your stuff but I think you're involved in something extremely dangerous.
Lana: Are you worried I'm involved in it or that I'm involved in it with Lex?
Clark: No. Lana, this has nothing to do with my feelings. Lex doesn't know what he's gotten himself into. Neither do you.
Lana: You break into my place and you expect me to believe anything that comes out of your mouth.
Clark: Lex is in trouble. And if you care about him at all, you'll tell me where that lab is. Before it's too late.
Fine: Impressive. Looks like I underestimated your willingness to tackle a non-profit venture.
Lex: Well, LuthorCorp doesn't take the thr*at of an alien Armageddon lightly. You were never gonna create a vaccine for humans, were you?
Fine: Is that what you think?
Lex: It was gonna be your way of protecting extraterrestrial guests when they arrive and unleash some horrible disease on us.
Fine: So you went behind my back, mass-produced the vaccine for mankind.
Lex: I wanted to give my people a fighting chance before you got your dirty hands on it.
Fine: I applaud your noble efforts to protect your species. Unfortunately, it's all based on faulty assumptions. I never intended to mass-produce the vaccine. One dose is all I ever needed. Let the rest of the world find its own cure.
Doctor: I'm not sure what to tell you, Mr. Luthor. Whatever you were injected with, it doesn't appear to have had any effect. In fact, you've never been healthier.
Lex: Well, I appreciate the vote of confidence. Thank you, doctor.
Clark: Are you okay?
Lex: Yeah. So I'm guessing that my father told you everything that happened at the lab.
Clark: You know, Lex, if you had listened to your father's warnings none of this would have happened.
Lex: None of what? All the viruses were destroyed. And now LuthorCorp has a technology to create an extraordinary vaccine.
Clark: Lex, you were double-crossed. Where's Fine right now?
Lex: I don't know. My operatives are scouring the globe. Clark, I was the good guy here. LuthorCorp spent over 10 million dollars producing that vaccine. One more thing, Clark. Lana called me. I don't wanna hear you were rifling through her stuff like a crazy roommate again. If you want something from me, don't go running to Lana to find it. You really crossed the line.
Clark: All those years we were friends. Were you just waiting for me to step aside so you could swoop in and make your move?
Lex: I don't know, Clark. All those years you told Lana you loved her, were you just waiting to walk away and break her heart? Look there's a natural tendency to blame the person who's replaced you. I get that. But I didn't take Lana from you. You lost her all by yourself.
Martha: Lionel? What are you doing here?
Lionel: I have to make a confession to you, Martha. Martha, The..The night Jonathan was elected I..I called him.
Martha: So it's true.
Lionel: I told him that I knew everything about Clark. He was so angry, he..he never let me explain. I wish I had a heart as full of strength and goodness as your son, Martha. I don't. But I want you to remember that I was at least honest with you. ln time, maybe you'll be able to forgive me.
Lana: I'm sorry if things got awkward. I was really hoping Clark wouldn't end up in all this. I just don't wanna hurt him.
Lex: I don't either. I care about him too. But then I have to remind myself that Clark's specialty is barging in where he's not invited and then somehow making you feel like you're the one who should apologize.
Lana: Okay, I have a great idea. How about a moratorium on the Clark topic?
Lex: Twist my arm.
Lana: Don't tempt me. You know, I still can't make sense of all this. Why would you be asked to produce a super vaccine just to have it destroyed?
Lex: I don't know. But then again, I think like a red-blooded human.
Lana: Well, he was obviously preparing for something. What happened? What happened? Are you okay?
Lex: Yeah. Never better.
Lois: I thought you'd be outside Lana's dorm with your binoculars by now.
Clark: I appreciate the concern. But Lana and I are none of your business.
Lois: Please, Smallville, I've had three exes put under military surveillance. I'm hardly qualified to dish out post-relationship tact. But it's time for some tough love. Lana's going to move on.
Clark: She already has. With Lex.
Lois: And it sucks. But you gotta trust your gut that you did this for a reason. Whatever reasons guys have for dumping hot, smart, fun girls these days. Look, give her some space, Clark. Your whole night-stalker routine that is gonna ruin any of the good feelings Lana has for you.
Clark: If there are any.
Lois: Look sometimes you gotta tuck your feelings away until it's the right time. Like stuffing dollars into a piggy bank for a bike you can't quite afford.
Clark: Except, I can't quite imagine there is anyone else out there.
Lois: Well, you never know, Clark. Maybe when you finally crack open that piggy bank you'll find that all this time you haven't been saving for a bike, you've really been saving for a Harley.
Clark: There are times when I think you don't know me at all. And others where I think you know me better than anyone.
Lois: Well, that's what I'm here for, Smallville, one save at a time.
Chloe: And speaking of saving things ... .
Lois: My cake.
Chloe: Hello. Your mom thought we might wanna share some of the leftover birthday cake.
Lois: Well, I'm sure there's a goat on this farm that will appreciate my knack for batter.
Chloe: You handled the whole party thing really well, by the way.
Clark: Thanks. The baseball tickets they h*t me harder than I thought.
Chloe: Yeah, but those tickets, they weren't your dad's only gift. I mean, it didn't come with a big, pretty red bow but your dad raised you to be your own man. That was his real gift. And he gave that to you every day.
Clark: I thought you just came to get tipsy off of rum cake.
Chloe: Yeah. Actually, I came by for your Kryptonian dictionary. I ran Lionel's symbols in that program and it came up with this pattern. Three signs repeated 32 times. What does it say?
Clark: "ZOD is coming." | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x21 - Oracle"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 11th, 2006
Previously on Smallville ...
Jor-el: A dark force from krypton has been awakened, Kal-el, and its sights are set on earth.
[ Grunts ] I don't love you.
I didn't take Lana from you. You lost her all by yourself.
[ Grunts ] Lex doesn't know what he's gotten himself into.
You expect me to believe anything that comes out of your mouth?
Lex: One sh*t of this and, theoretically, you'd be protected from any disease that could be unleashed.
Lionel: The night Jonathan died, I told him that I knew everything about Clark. Fine was created by Kryptonians, and he's already been destroyed twice.
Clark: Where did you find all this?
I didn't find it. I wrote it. All the strange things that happen in Smallville, it's all tied together. This warning is related to something more terrible even than the virus.
What does it say?
"Zod is coming."
Lana: Is something wrong?
Lana: Lex, what's happening? Lex, where are you going?
Lana: Come on, Lex. Pick up.
Lana: Lex! Lex!
Lex: Stay there.
Lana: What's happening?
Lex: I don't know. Stay away from her!
Lana: What are you doing?
Milton Fine: I'm preparing him.
Lana: No!
Martha: People have been buying airline tickets long before computers. So glitch or no glitch, there has to be some record of us being on this flight.
Lois: Can I talk to your supervisor? Actually, let me talk to your supervisor's supervisor.
Martha: Lionel.
Lionel: I thought you'd be on your way to Washington by now.
Martha: Come in. No. Unfortunately thanks to the airline company's cutting-edge computer system the flight was canceled.
Lionel: That's easily solved. The LuthorCorp jet is free to take you this afternoon.
Martha: No, no. I can't continue taking favors from you.
Lionel: Don't make this personal, Martha. It's business. It's the way to cope with an emergency. The important thing is that you get there for the meeting.
Martha: It's a national education summit. There will be over 3000 people there. I'll be wearing my inexperience like a badge.
Lionel: Well, experience is often overrated, especially in Washington. You ... You've got integrity, Martha. It's one of the rare qualities you possess.
Chloe: Hey. I was beginning to think I was living with a ghost. Not that it would be the first time. Lana, are you all right?
Lana: I'm so scared, Chloe. I knew he was getting in too deep.
Chloe: Who?
Lana: Lex. They took him.
Chloe: Tell me what happened.
Lana: We were in a field and there was this flash of light and Lex was taken.
Chloe: Taken where?
Lana: Into the black ship I saw in the meteor shower. It's back.
Chloe: Do you think Fine had something to do with this?
Lana: Fine was there. He said that he was preparing him. I can't believe I let this happen.
Chloe: Lana, you can't blame yourself.
Lana: It's my fault he was involved in the first place. Chloe what if he's d*ad?
Clark: What, do you mean "taken"?
Chloe: I mean, ripped from the earth and sucked into the sky. His abductor did leave a calling card in the field. From Lana's description, it sounded a lot like Zod's symbol.
Clark: Lionel's drawings warned of Zod coming. Maybe it's actually happening.
Chloe: What is happening? I don't get it. I thought that Zod was trapped in that Phantom-prism other-dimension thing.
Clark: That's what I'm worried about. Fine knows I would not release Zod willingly. He's obviously changed strategies.
Chloe: So then Lex is part of plan B?
Clark: Which means Lana's in the middle.
Chloe: I know what you're thinking. She used to come to you. That's different now. And you know what? That was your choice.
Clark: I don't feel like I've made any of the right choices. I've been so angry with Jor-El, I didn't listen to his warnings.
Chloe: It seems every time you turn to Jor-El something bad happens.
Clark: What if he's just trying to protect me? What if he's trying to protect all of us?
Jor-El: Hello. my son.
Clark: I had no other choice but to come here.
Jor-El: I know you are stíll angered by the loss of Jonathan Kent.
Clark: He was my father.
Jor-El: I am your father. Paín ís part of lífe. Kal-El. But you cannot let ít blínd you.
Clark: Fine has returned to release Zod. What am I supposed to do?
Jor-El: Fíne ís merely an extensíon of the craft that can regenerate ín any form.
Clark: If Fine is part of the ship, then who is controlling it?
Jor-El: It's not just a shíp. It's the Braín InterActíve Construct. An advanced technology that wíll stop at nothíng untíl íts master, Zod, has been released.
Clark: No, there's gotta be some way to stop him.
Jor-El: There ís one way. Zod was ímprísoned ín the Phantom Zone for crímes that led to the destructíon of our planet.
Clark: Zod k*lled you.
Jor-El: And your mother. And our entíre race. Just as he wíll do on Earth.
Clark: I won't let that happen.
Jor-El: Zod's physícal body was destroyed to prevent hím from escapíng the Phantom Zone. He can be freed íf he fínds a body. a vessel to ínhabít. You must fínd the human vessel and destroy ít. No matter who ít may be.
Chloe: I've heard of fathers demanding a lot of sons but asking you to commit m*rder? That goes way beyond domineering dad.
Clark: Chloe, I'm not k*lling anyone.
Chloe: Well, I hate to say this, but disobeying Jor-El has had grim consequences.
Clark: There's gotta be another way.
Chloe: Okay, well, what about ... ? What about the vessel? I mean, why doesn't this Zod guy come fully composed?
Clark: All Jor-El told me was that Zod's spirit would possess a human.
Chloe: This is the Zod whose hobbies include mass destruction and world domination?
Clark: Chloe, what if Lex is the vessel?
Chloe: That's why the ship took him. Lana said that Fine was preparing him.
Clark: If I'm right then I gotta k*ll Lex.
Lionel: You know, Clark in certain cultures, when a father presents his son with a Kn*fe it represents a rite of passage.
Clark: How do you know this is from Jor-El?
Lionel: The glyphs on the blade, they're Kryptonian. What does Jor-El want you to do with the dagger? Clark I came here to find you. When I woke up this morning, I found this. Must have written it in my sleep. It's another warning from Jor-El? Tell me what it says.
Clark: "Sacrifice the vessel."
Lionel: The vessel? I don't understand. Let me help you. Clark, please. You don't have to make this decision alone.
Clark: There's nothing you or anybody else can do.
Lionel: Don't underestimate me, son.
Clark: Jor-El wants me to k*ll the person who will be the vessel. Zod will possess a human form. Destroy Earth just as he did Krypton. But I can't k*ll anyone. You of all people should know that.
Lionel: Clark the real test of a hero is knowing when the greater good will be served by an evil act. To save the Earth the cost of one life is the price that must be paid.
Clark: Even if that life is your son? Lex is the vessel of Zod. He was abducted this morning. Out of Maier's field.
Lionel: Maier's field, you say?
Lionel: Lex? Lex? Son. Are you all right?
Lex: Everything feels different.
Lionel: Clark told me they'd taken you. What happened, son? Are you hurt?
Lex: You tried to warn me about Fine, but I didn't listen.
Lionel: You never have. No matter what I give you the things you've always wanted were beyond your grasp. This time you've overreached yourself.
Lex: Did you come out here to lecture me or to help me?
Lionel: It's too late to do either, isn't it? You made a deal with the devil. He always comes to collect. Lex.
Lex: Dad, are you okay?
Lionel: What have they done to you, Lex? What have they turned you into? Lex.
Lana: I thought I'd never see you again.
Lex: It's okay.
Lana: What happened?
Lex: I've been given a gift.
Lana: Your hand. There's not a scratch on it.
Lex: You need to know the truth about me.
Lana: They've turned you into one of them.
Lex: I have their abilities but it's still me. Lana I'd never lie to you. How could I keep something like this from the person I care about most?
Lana: Lex. I overheard Clark and Chloe talking. Now that you're back - Clark, he's going to try and k*ll you.
Lex: It's fear, Lana. My father's infected him with it. Like he used to do to me. Clark can't stand the fact that I'm different now. There's someplace I need to go.
Lana: Take me with you.
Lex: No. Hey. Know that I'll always love you.
Lana: You're talking like we'll never see each other again.
Lex: That's your choice. If you want us to be together meet me on the roof of LuthorCorp Plaza. I'll be there tonight.
Clark: You found Lex.
Lionel: Yeah. He was in the field. He's ... He's not ... He's changed.
Clark: What happened to you?
Lionel: Everything Fine has been doing is ... It was meant to prepare Lex. Somehow he now possesses the same powers as you, Clark. You can't begin to imagine what he's gonna do with them.
Clark: Why do you say that?
Lionel: He wasn't raised like you, Clark. I taught him to survive at any cost, to be completely ruthless.
Clark: Maybe that's what'll save him. There's still a part of Lex that can fight this.
Lionel: You see that in him because you want to. There's always been a dark force at work inside him.
Clark: I don't wanna hurt Lex.
Lionel: If Zod is as evil as you believe him to be it's easy to understand why he chose Lex to inhabit as his vessel. What about Lana? Someone very close to you. She's a big part of his life right now. Be careful what you decide to do, Clark. Which one are you willing to sacrifice?
Lois: If you'll be 20,OOO feet above the ground, might as well do it in luxury.
Martha: Well, enjoy it while you can. If our flight hadn't been canceled, I'd never feel comfortable doing this.
Lois: Well, you might wanna start finding your comfort zone. This isn't gonna be the last time you're invited to fly the Luthor skies.
Martha: This is just a friendly gesture.
Lois: Right. Look, another friendly gesture. Card's for you.
Martha: Lionel can be a very generous man. I'm not interested in a relationship with Lionel or anyone.
Lois: Really?
Martha: Yes.
Lois: Or are you just worried about how Clark would take it? Okay. Enough said.
Clark: Lex! Lex!
Lana: You'll never find him.
Clark: Lana, he's in trouble.
Lana: I suppose you're gonna tell me you came here to help.
Clark: I don't want anything to happen to him.
Lana: Like what? Having your best friend turn against you? I heard you and Chloe talking about k*lling Lex. I don't know how you knew he was gonna come back different but I guess I shouldn't be surprised.
Clark: Lana, you can't stay with him. He's not what you think.
Lana: He told me his secret and it doesn't change the way that I feel about him.
Clark: What's happened, it doesn't scare you?
Lana: I am not going to abandon Lex.
Clark: Neither am I. Listen, Fine would not give him powers without expecting something in return. It's not over, Lana. I can help him if you tell me where he is.
Lana: How do I know you won't hurt him?
Clark: You know me.
Lana: No, I don't. You have all these different sides to you. I can't tell if any of them is the real you. If you have ever really cared about me tell me what's happening to Lex.
Clark: Lana, please.
Lana: You don't trust me. You've never trusted me, have you? I don't know how I could have ever loved you.
Milton Fine: And to think her loyalty could have been yours if you'd been honest with her. I'm sure Zod will cherish her allegiance.
Clark: Leave Lana out of this.
Milton Fine: It's your own fault, Kal-El. You were supposed to be the vessel but your father's spirit was too strong in you. If you'd have released Zod the first time they would have been spared. I'm giving you one more chance.
Clark: Nothing could make me release a monster like Zod.
Milton Fine: Except maybe your one weakness: Humans. They're so fragile. They'll never survive without their technology. No matter how crude. Take that away, and they'll devolve back to the animals they really are. And you can't save all of them.
Clark: I'll never do what you want.
Milton Fine: Then it begins. Enjoy the show.
Clark: Chloe! Chloe? What's going on? Street lights are out.
Chloe: You tell me.
Clark: It's already reached Metropolis.
Chloe: You know where it started?
Clark: Smallville. Fine did something to one of Lex's computers. Thought if anyone could figure out what it was, it'd be you.
Chloe: It's an electronic virus and it's spreading faster than I can track it. After it scaled every firewall and knocked down all the communication it's infecting the infrastructure.
Clark: All because of me. I refused to release Zod. Now Fine's trying to force my hand.
Chloe: Well, he's definitely playing hardball. Elevators, gas mains, subways, the entire city is shutting down. I mean, it's like Y2K on acid.
News Reporter: The complete and sudden collapse of the cíty's ínfrastructure has caused havoc and paníc throughout Metropolís. Reports of scattered lootíng and víolence are begínníng to surface Chloe: Clark, if this continues every major city in the world is gonna be infiltrated. Clark, there's no use. You can't save everyone.
Clark: And I can't release Zod.
Chloe: Well, what if Jor-El was right? I mean, what if the only way to stop Zod and stop Fine and stop all of this is to just destroy that vessel?
Clark: I don't wanna leave you here.
Chloe: You have to. Clark. I don't know if I'm ever gonna see you again.
Lex: Hello. Clark. I heard you wanna see me.
Lois: You'd tell me if I had drool all over my face, wouldn't you? What time is it?
Martha: It's about 10 minutes to 9.
Lois: And we aren't there yet? We should be strolling down Pennsylvania Avenue now.
Martha: You're right. I lost track of the time. We must have h*t some strong headwinds.
Lois: More like gale-force. We should've landed an hour ago.
Martha: Lois, relax. There are a million reasons why we could've been delayed. I'm sure everything's okay.
Lois: I might have flunked geography but the last time I checked the East Coast, it didn't look like this.
Lex: So, what did you decide, Clark? Are you gonna k*ll me?
Clark: You can't blame me for this, Lex. You did this to yourself.
Lex: Oh, come on, Clark. You love it! Since that day on the bridge you've always seen yourself as my savior. The one thing that would pull me off the dark path I'd started. See, that's why you cling to the idea that there's still some good in me. You don't wanna face the fact that you might have failed.
Clark: Or maybe I can't believe someone would have so little willpower.
Lex: It's hard to compete with the willpower it takes to k*ll one of your best friends. How did you know I was gonna come back like this?
Clark: You don't realize how much danger you're in.
Lex: I used to think you had this strong inner core. You were so virtuous. And yet you lie all the time. To me, to Lana, to all the people who cared about you. What kind of sick person would do that?
Clark: If you thought this friendship was so doomed then why did you fight to keep it?
Lex: Because I wanted everything you had. The family, the inconspicuous life, the loyal girlfriend. Well, at least I walked away with the part you loved the most.
Clark: You're not yourself.
Lex: Or maybe I finally am.
Lex: I knew there was something different about you.
Milton Fine: Do it, Clark. Let's see if you're really your father's son.
Clark: What have I done?
Milton Fine: You've opened the portal for Zod.
Clark: Lex? Lex?
Zod: You have your father's eyes. Hello, Kal-El.
Clark: Where's Lex?
Zod: Lex is d*ad.
Clark: Why are you here?
Zod: For the same reason as anyone who'd been imprisoned like a beast. Revenge. Your father banished me to an eternal hell trying to save a doomed race. And in the end, the only survivor of his pathetic crusade was his son.
Clark: Then this is between us. These people did nothing to harm you.
Zod: No. But you feel no pain greater than to see others in agony.
Clark: I won't let you destroy this planet like you did Krypton.
Zod: You don't have a choice unless you join me.
Clark: I'll never join you.
Zod: Well, I hope that's a decision you'll be able to live with forever.
Lois: Open the door!
Martha: Lois, I'm not feeling well.
Lois: Neither am I.
Martha: I can't breathe.
Lois: Wait a minute, Mrs. Kent. The air pressure. We need oxygen. Open the door! Mrs. Kent. Mrs. Kent. Wake up! You have to stay awake.
Thug: Where do you think you're going, huh?
Chloe: No! Help! Please let me in! Help!
Lionel: Get in. Ron, get us out of here.
Chloe: Oh, my God!
Lionel: Ron!
Chloe: Mr. Luthor! No!
Lana: Lex. You know part of me thought this was another one of your tests. You've been abandoned and betrayed so many times how could you know that I wouldn't be next? Well, I'm not. I'm here. In spite of everything that's happening out there, I'm here. I don't know what it is you and I have but I'm here because I wanna find out. Do you? | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "05x22 - Vessel"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 28th, 2006
Previously on 'Smallville'
Jor-El: You must find the human vessel and destroy it.
Lionel: The cost of one life is the price that must be paid.
Clark: Even if that life is your son?
Lana: I don't know how I could have ever loved you.
Chloe: I don't know if I'm ever gonna see you again.
Lex: You need to know the truth about me.
Lana: [ Gasps ]
Clark: I won't let you destroy this planet like you did Krypton.
Zod: You don't have a choice.
Milton Fine: Then it begins.
Lex: Aah!
Clark: What have I done?
Milton Fine: You've opened the portal for Zod!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Chloe: Mr. Luthor! Aah!
And now the season premiere of 'Smallville.'
Clark: Hello! [ Echoing ] Is anyone there?!
Clark: [ Coughs ] Thank you.
Raya: Welcome to the Phantom Zone.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Chloe: No! No! Mr. Luthor!
Security Guard: Mr. Luthor, we need to get you off the street. Your son's already inside.
Lionel: Lex is ... no!
Security Guard: Go. I'll get her.
Lana: The city's tearing itself apart. All those people, we have to help them.
Zod: Help them?
Lana: With the powers Fine gave you, you could end the riots. You could save everyone, Lex.
Zod: Lex Luthor is d*ad. My name is Zod.
Chloe: That was him, wasn't it? That was Zod. Clark must not have been able to get to Lex in time to ... to ... stop him.
Lionel: Zod has taken over Lex.
Chloe: Clark. You don't think Zod actually ...
Lionel: It's the dagger. The dagger that Jor-El gave to Clark ... it might still be there at the farm. We can use that to stop Zod.
Chloe: You mean k*ll him? k*ll Lex? I'll make my way to the Daily Planet and see if I can learn anything else about this Kryptonian virus that's shutting everything down. I mean maybe if I can match those symbols to the ones that you were scribbling ...
Lionel: That won't help us. We ... we need Clark to decipher them.
Chloe: But you're Jor-El's Oracle. I mean, don't you have access to some sort of Kryptonian/English dictionary?
Lionel: The connection that I felt with Jor-El and the Fortress ... it's gone. I can't feel his presence anymore. But if we can get to that dagger, we can stop Zod. We can stop all of this.
Chloe: I can't make it back to Smallville with my leg like this!
Lionel: Here. You take care, Miss Sullivan.
Chloe: You too, Mr. Luthor. [ Sighs ] Clark ... wherever you are, I could really use your help right now.
Raya: Where are you from?! Where?!
Clark: I was born on Krypton. I was raised on Earth.
Raya: Earth? Kal-El?
Clark: How do you know my Kryptonian name?
Raya: I knew your father.
Lana: Let go! Where are you taking me?
Zod: Zod doesn't take orders, he gives them.
Lana: What is Zod? What are you talking about? Oh, God. You're one of those things from that ship.
Zod: Aethyr and Nam-Ek? Mere foot soldiers here at my command.
Lana: Whatever is happening,it's not you. It's the ship. It's Fine controlling you. You have to fight it, Lex.
Zod: I already told you, Lex is gone.
Lana: I don't believe that.
Zod: Do you really think Zod cares what a primitive like you believes?
Lana: If Lex is really d*ad, then why waste your time with a primitive like me?
Zod: To bear witness to the end of the human era and the rebirth of Krypton.
Lana: Krypton?
Zod: A shining jewel in a vast, dark universe. And you have the privilege of playing a part in its resurrection.
Zod: There's no escaping what's about to happen.
Martha: Lois? Lois? Lois? Lois. [ Breathing heavily ] Oh, my God! Lois! Lois! Oh, my God. Sweetie. [ Coughs ] Everything is gonna be all right. I'm gonna get us out of here. Lois. Lois!
[ Static ]
Martha: Mayday. Mayday! Our plane is down! Can anyone hear me? Lois. Lois.
Jor-El: Martha Kent.
Martha: Jor-El. This is the Fortress Clark told me about. Why did you bring us here? Why did you crash our plane?
Jor-El: You were taken as pawns by the Brain Interactive Construct, the being you know as Milton Fine.
Martha: Clark?
Jor-El: I gave him a dagger to k*ll the vessel of Zod. Instead, he chose to use it against Fine.
Martha: Where is he? Where ... where is Clark?
Jor-El: The dagger is part of this Fortress. Plunging it into Fine destroyed all copies of him but also damaged this structure and released Zod.
Martha: What happened to my son, Jor-El?
Jor-El: Banished forever by Zod.
Martha: Bring him back. You have to bring him home.
Jor-El: Not within my power. His destiny is now his own.
Martha: I've lost my husband and now my son because of your games!
Jor-El: We have both lost much, Martha Kent. But you must put aside your anguish if you wish to save your world. Kal-El's mission must be completed. Retrieve the dagger and k*ll Zod's vessel ... Lex Luthor.
Martha: You want me to m*rder Lex?
Jor-El: Zod has taken over his body and given him all the powers of a true Kryptonian.
Martha: How am I supposed to do that?
Jor-El: You must find a way or all is lost.
Martha: All right. Send me back.
Jor-El: Everything you've done for Kal-El ... you have my deepest gratitude. I couldn't have wished for a brighter light to guide my son. Farewell, Martha Kent.
Clark: Who are you?
Raya: Raya. Not that names matter here.
Clark: Where is 'here,' exactly?
Raya: Jor-El created this place to hold criminals from the 28 known inhabited galaxies.
Clark: So, it's a prison? That makes you ... an inmate. [ Grunts ]
Raya: I may be trapped here, but I'm not one of the prisoners.
Clark: What, am I supposed to just trust you? I'm running a little low on that lately.
Raya: Good. In the Zone, trust can get you k*lled ... or worse. The most vicious offenders are condemned for eternity, their corporeal bodies destroyed, their essence haunting the wasteland.
Clark: The Phantoms, like the ones that att*cked me.
Raya: The crystal your father gave me is the only thing they fear.
Clark: How did you know Jor-El?
Raya: I was one of his assistants.
Clark: When you were 5?
Raya: Time is meaningless here. I wanted to stay with Jor-El in the final hours. But he wouldn't hear of it. He thought I'd have a better chance in the Phantom Zone.
Clark: Why didn't he and my mother come with you?
Raya: Because he wouldn't stop trying to save Krypton, and your mother wouldn't leave his side. This is all I have left of your father. Every day, he still saves my life.
Clark: I have to go. I ... have to stop Zod.
Raya: Zod?
Clark: He's on Earth because of me. Raya, you were my father's assistant. You helped him create this place. Is there a way out?
Raya: Zod is a soldier. He will k*ll you.
Clark: If there was a way for you to save everyone you loved, wouldn't you risk dying?
Raya: You truly are your father's son.
[ f*re crackng ]
[ Indistinct shouting, glass shattering ]
[ Floor boards creaking ]
[ Foot steps approaching ]
Jimmy: Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Don't sh**t! Okay? I work here. You don't have ... chloe? Hey. [ Chuckles ] This isn't 'cause I didn't call you back, is it?
Chloe: Jimmy Olsen.
Lana: How did you know to come here? This is Lex's home. If there wasn't some part of him still alive inside you, how did you remember this place?
Zod: You had feelings for this human.
Lana: Yes.
Zod: His feelings for you were also strong. They left an unpleasant taste when I consumed his essence. This virus crippling your technology can only be stopped at the original point of infection. It's the only reason I'm here.
[ Beeping ]
Lana: You got rid of the virus.
Zod: I needed to acquire information.
Lana: The power.
Zod: It would take days for your people to restore it ... if they had that much time.
Lana: The Pentagon?
Zod: There's something there I need.
Lana: What are you going to do?
Zod: Finish what I've started. The black ship would have sent the pulse around the world, reshaping its crust.
Lana: Into what?
Zod: My home.
Lana: The planet you were talking about ... Krypton.
Zod: Only this time it will be perfect ... the start of an empire, ruled by the bloodline of Zod.
Lana: I thought you needed the black ship.
Zod: [ Sighs ] Its hard drive can still initiate the pulse, but I need access to your military satellites to broadcast it.
Lana: I'm not gonna let you do this.
Zod: There's nothing to be afraid of. The fate of your race will not be yours if you give me what I want.
Lana: What?
Zod: An heir.
Lana: Aaaaaah!
Zod: We'll discuss this further when I return from your Pentagon.
[ Whimpering ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Creaking ]
Lana: Aah! Aah!
[ Panting ]
Clark: Why haven't you used the gateway yourself?
Raya: It won't open for anyone except the House of El. Your father kept ita secret, a back door in case anyone tried to imprison his family here.
Clark: Why would he have to worry about that?
Raya: Jor-El was a great man, and like all great men, there were those that wished him ill. Aah!
Nam-Ek: Kal-El.
Raya: Nam-Ek! Wait! Don't k*ll him.
Nam-Ek: Why should I spare his life ... the one who sent me here?
Raya: He can open the gateway. I was bringing him to you. He can free us all.
Lionel: Martha. Martha. [ Panting ] You're all right.
Martha: Your son ... Lex ...
Lionel: I know, I know. I know what I have to do. I ...
Lana: where's Clark?
Martha: Lana. I don't know where Clark is.
Lana: I heard him talking to Chloe about k*lling Lex. I didn't understand what was happening.
Lionel: Lana, where's Lex? We have to find him.
Lana: It's too late. The things he can do now ... I don't think there's anyone on Earth who can stop him.
Martha: There might be. I have to k*ll him with this.
Lana: You would never get close enough to even use that. But I can. A lot of people are going to die if you don't let me do this. It's the only way.
[ Panting ]
Lana: That's all it takes to end the world?
Zod: And begin a new one. You freed yourself but didn't run. Why?
Lana: I realized there was nothing to run to. Sometimes ... to survive, you have to give up the things that you care about ... and just give into your fate.
Zod: You would give me an heir, willingly?
Lana: The first of many.
Zod: Perhaps I've underestimated the females of your species.
Lana: Maybe you just underestimated me.
Zod: You shouldn't play with things you don't understand. Did you really think you could make a difference? Nothing can change the fate of your world.
[ Beeping ]
[ Pulsing ]
Jimmy: So, I was down in the basement, scanning archive photos into the database, when everything went screwy. First official day at the Daily Planet, and the world decides to end.
Chloe: I can't believe you actually work here.
[ Rumbling ]
[ Pulsing ]
Jimmy: What is that?!
Chloe: Jimmy!
Jimmy: Since when are there Earthquakes in Metropolis?
Nam-Ek: The others will be here soon. Open the gateway.
Raya: He doesn't know how. But I do. Give me the Kn*fe.
Clark: Aah!
Raya: His blood, the blood of the House of El ... it's the key to open the gateway.
Clark: I trusted you.
Nam-Ek: Trust is for the weak.
Raya: You're right.
Girl: Nam-Ek!
Raya: The gateway! Go Kal-El!
Raya: Aah!
Clark: Raya!
Martha: Aah! What's happening?!
Martha: Clark!
Clark: Where is he?
Zod: You could've been by my side as Krypton is reborn. Now you'll die with all the rest.
Clark: Let her go!
Zod: Kal-El.
Zod: NO!
Zod: I don't know how you escaped the Zone, but you were safer where you were. Did you really think you could win, Kal-El? You're an idealistic fool, just like your father.
Zod: So easily beaten. Disappointing.
Clark: I won't let you destroy Earth, like you did Krypton.
Zod: Jor-El couldn't stop me, and neither will his son.
Clark: Then I'll die trying.
Zod: But you won't be the only one. These humans you care so much about ... swear your allegiance to me, and I'll allow the ones you love the most to live. Kneel before Zod. Kneel.
Clark: [ Grunting ] My father sends his regards.
Zod: Jor-El. Aah!
Lois: Hey, Smallville.
Clark: Hey, how are you feeling?
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Bad enough to know I'm still alive. Guess I have your mom to thank for that. You know, honestly ... I don't even remember the plane going down. The cabin lost pressure and I was gasping for breath and then I was in this palace of ice. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I was bathed in this warm light, and I knew everything was gonna be okay.
Clark: Lois, you were, uh, hurt pretty badly. Maybe you were hallucinating.
Lois: No. It was real. I think I died and went to heaven.
Clark: Then I'm glad you're back.
Lex: Lana! Are you all right? What happened?
Lana: You don't remember?
Lex: I was in the field with you ... and everything went white. Next thing I know, I woke up here. Is that why you're afraid of me? Is all this because of me?
Lana: Lex, you weren't yourself. The things you did ... it wasn't your fault. I tried to stop it. Lex, I almost k*lled you.
Lex: Lana ... hey. I would have done the same thing. Look, I can never make up for what happened. All I can do is move forward and try to rebuild everything I've damaged.
Lana: That might not be easy.
Lex: Well, nothing worth it ever is.
Chloe: Clark. Oh my God. I thought were d*ad.
Clark: Hi. Um ... so did I ... for a while there.
Chloe: What happened? Where did you go?
Clark: A place I never want to go again. Are you okay?
Clark: Um ... Chloe ... before I left ... there was this moment that we, um ...
Chloe: You mean when I laid one on you? Don't worry, Clark. It was the end of the world. It's not like I'm expecting us to hook up.
Clark: Um ... yeah, me ... me neither.
Jimmy: Hey, bright eyes.
Chloe: Hey.
Jimmy: Oh, bad time?
Chloe: No, uh ... I was just talking to a friend.
Jimmy: Whoa. [ Chuckles ] Grow 'em big in Kansas, don't they?
Chloe: I'm sorry. Jimmy Olsen, this is Clark Kent.
Jimmy: Actually, it's, uh ... James Olsen.
Chloe: Really? Since when?
Jimmy: Since ... now-ish. [ Chuckles ]
Chloe: [ Chuckles ]
Jimmy: You want to grab some dinner at the vending machine?
Chloe: Love to ... James. Uh, Clark, are you hungry?
Clark: Me? No. I'm ... I'm okay. You guys go ahead.
Jimmy: Catch ya later, C.K.
Martha: Clark! How are Lois and Chloe?
Clark: Fine. Both are gonna be fine.
Martha: Good. Lionel told me his connectionto Jor-El is gone.
Clark: Along with any influence he had over him.
Martha: Maybe we're all better off without Jor-El in our lives.
Clark: I took Raya's crystal to the Fortress for safe keeping. I tried to talk to Jor-El, but he wouldn't ... he wouldn't answer. The Fortress is d*ad. Everything's changing. Dad's gone. I can't talk to Lex. Lana's ... I don't know where to go from here.
Martha: I didn't either when I was your age. Just follow your heart ... and you'll always do the right thing.
Clark: Maybe some Kryptonians believed the same thing. Jor-El sacrificed himself trying to save Krypton. Raya died saving me.
Martha: Every world needs its heroes, Clark. They inspire us to be better than we are. And they protect us from the darkness that's just around the corner.
[In his Luthorcorp Headquarters office, Lionel is frantically scribbling Kryptonian symbols, apparently from memory. He makes a final symbol, considers, then writes 'Power' beneath it, apparently having deciphered it.]
[In the Mansion, Lex is sitting at his desk. He picks up the damaged piece that Zod used to control Lex's computer, now broken nearly in half, and examines it carefully. ]
[Overlooking a spectacular waterfall in Argentina, we hear and then see the spectral image of a Phantom, released from the Phantom Zone when Clark escaped. It moves quickly and silently, moving towards the camera, ending the episode.] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x01 - Zod"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 5th, 2006
Reporter: Pentagon officials continue to deny any security breach and any responsibility for the events of dark thursday. Experts predicted the recovery from Dark Thursday would take years, but here in Metropolis, the cleanup effort has been remarkably swift. The public is stunned at how fast rubble has been cleared from the streets. This is Genevieve Sparling reporting ...
Martha: You've been out again all night, haven't you?
Clark: Can't do what I need to do in the daylight.
Martha: Clark, I know you want to help, but ... you can't single-handedly rebuild everything that's been destroyed.
Clark: It's my mess, mom. I need to clean it up.
Martha: You're not responsible for what happened. Zod is.
Clark: Zod would not have been released if, for once in my life, I had listened to Jor-El ... and done what he asked me to do. [ Sighs ] I have chores to do.
Martha: Hey. Hey. Are you okay?
Clark: Yeah, I'm fine.
Martha: Clark, wait, wait, wait. I've never seen you this worn out. Even you have your limits. The chores can wait.
Clark: I'm okay. Really, I'm fine.
[[ Door opens, closes ]]
[[ Sighs ] ]
[[ Grunts ] ]
Clark: [ Sighs ] Ah ... ah ... ah-choo!
Lois: What the hell?
Lex: You know, for someone about to change addresses, you're traveling pretty light.
Lana: Yeah, well, I don't need a lot. It's only temporary. They think the school should reopen by next semester. It was nice of you to offer me a room at the mansion. I don't know what I would have done. Lex, if you're not okay with this and having second thoughts, then let's talk.
Lex: There's nothing to talk about. Everything's great.
Martha: Clark, was that the first time you ever sneezed?
Clark: Mm-hmm, and the first time I've had a scratchy throat with my ears all plugged up. 98.6.
Martha: No fever.
Clark: I'm no doctor, but it seems like it's just a common cold.
Martha: You're far from common, Clark. I don't remember you ever even having the sniffles.
Clark: I've never pushed myself so far into overdrive before.
Martha: You know you said when you were in that zone, your powers were gone. That means your immune system was normal. You could have been exposed to something there.
Clark: Whatever it is, I'm not really that sick.
[[ Knock on door ] ]
Lois: Hey. You guys are not gonna believe what just happened to me. I'm out there jogging along, minding my own business when, out of nowhere, a barn door comes falling from the clear, blue sky and almost crushes me. How does that happen?
Clark: Maybe it fell from an airplane.
Lois: Good guess, but the only thing up there was a severely traumatized sparrow.
[[ Sniffles ] ]
Lois: Uh-oh, does Clarky have the sniffles?
Martha: It's just a little cold.
Lois: Well, lucky for you, I have the perfect remedy ... honey and a little bit of cayenne pepper. Works every time. First it makes you sneeze a bunch of times, but then I swear you're pretty much cured.
Clark: Lois, I'll pass.
Martha: I think we're all out of cayenne, Lois.
Lois: No, you're not. I'm just gonna whip up a little bit of something here. Where did your barn door go? It was here late last night when I came to drop off the documents, and now it's gone.
Clark: Look at that. It is gone.
Lois: And it's been ripped right off its hinges. Oh, my god, that barn door. I knew it looked familiar. Now, how in the world does that happen?
Lex: Mr. Pontius. What the hell am I paying you for? I was followed again today.
Lana: Black Range Rover, Edge City plates? I tracked it to an abandoned factory on 5th and Hayworth.
Lex: Then why are you still here?
Lana: I'm on my way.
Lex: I want this taken care of by any means necessary. Do you understand?
Lana: I had no idea I was moving into a fortress. Everywhere I turn, there's another security guard.
Lex: Lana, that gentleman's not a security guard. He's a private investigator. Over the last few days, it's become clear I'm being followed.
Lana: By who?
Lex: Well, I doubt I have to look much further than the lowest branch on the family tree, but ... I can't be sure.
Lana: You called the police?
Lex: After breaking every law imaginable while I was inhabited by Zod, I don't want to go anywhere near a badge. I can't trust anyone, not even my own security.
Lana: You can trust me.
Lex: Of course I can. And I want you to have this ... in case of an emergency. He's the best P.I. in Metropolis. If anything happens to me, you need to call that number, not the police. Robert Pontius will make sure you're safe.
Lana: Lex, don't talk like that.
Lex: I'm just being cautious.
Clark: Chloe ...
Chloe: How's this for a megadose of guilt money?
Clark: Well, uh ... I've got bigger news.
Chloe: What happened? Is everything all right?
Clark: I sneezed.
Chloe: And?
Clark: And? Chloe, that's not normal.
Chloe: Clark, nothing with you is exactly normal, but I wouldn't call sneezing today's headline.
Clark: You don't understand. I ... I was ...
Chloe: You what? Grab a tissue and get over it.
Clark: Ah-choo!
Woman: What the hell is that?!
Chloe: Gesundheit.
Clark: I tried to warn you. I've come down with some sort of cold.
Chloe: And become a walking air cannon. Let's get you out of here before you blow again.
Clark: At least I was able to cover half my face that time. This morning I ... I blew the barn door halfway across Small County. It almost h*t Lois.
Chloe: Lois, as in Lane?
Clark: Now she's on a one-woman crusade to find an explanation. You know her, she won't stop digging until she hits China.
Chloe: Yeah ok, I'll take care of Lois. You just take care of that cold. We have enough natural disasters around here without having to worry about Hurricane Clark looming off the coast.
[[ Inhales sharply ]]
Clark: Just kidding.
[[ Sighs ] ]
Lex: Well, I forgot what a concerned parent you are. That's why you're having me followed, isn't it? To make sure I don't destroy the rest of the world?
Lionel: If I were having you followed, son, you would never know it. I can guarantee you that.
Lex: I hate to disappoint you, but whatever powers I had are long gone. So if you're looking for an encore performance, you're out of luck. Elvis has left the building.
Lionel: You want to find out who's stalking you? I suggest you concentrate on remembering every little minute detail of that horrific day.
Lex: Well, I guess I should have kept a blog ... because I suffered a total memory loss. Besides what Lana has told me, those 24 hours are gone.
Lionel: The atrocities you committed ... they could have been witnessed by anyone. Lex, please,let me help you.
Lex: I've been on the receiving end of your help before, Dad. I think I'll pass.
Lionel: Listen to me. There are some adversaries that cannot be defeated alone! Lex! Lex!
[[ Door slams ]]
[[ Inhaling deeply ]]
Martha: How you doing?
Clark: This is one part about being human I don't envy.
Martha: It's not all that bad. You can lie on the couch all day and watch DVDs while your mom makes some doctor-certified chicken soup.
Clark: Mom, I can watch DVDs after I fix the irrigation ditch.
Martha: No, your health is a lot more important than the irrigation ditch. You're in uncharted waters now, Clark, and your dad's not here to help us out, so ... please, you have to trust my instincts and rest. Okay?
[[ Knock on door ] ]
Martha: Lionel. Is everything all right?
Lionel: Lex. He's gone. I think he's been abducted.
Clark: Who do you think's behind it?
Lionel: Considering what he stole from the Pentagon, my initial reaction was the, uh ... government, but after I spoke to my contacts in Washington, I don't think so. You have to find him, Clark.
Clark: Why? Lex and I have nothing to do with each other anymore.
Lionel: But you and Zod do. Lex insists he can't remember anything that happened when he was possessed by Zod, but he might not be honest about it. He might remember it all. Whoever his captors are, if they put enough pressure on him, he could tell the truth ... about you.
[[ Grunts ] ]
Orlando Block: Well, good morning, Mr. Invincible.
Lex: Where am I?
Orlando Block: In your cage, where every lab rat belongs. Oh, and before you even try escaping, you might want to consider you're hooked up to enough wattage to drop an elephant.
Lex: Who are you?
Orlando Block: Just someone who's interested in how you possess superhuman powers.
Lex: Powers? I don't know what you're talking about.
Orlando Block: Oh, come on, Lex! We both know you were the one at the Pentagon, swatting away those b*ll*ts like they were mosquitoes ... and not even a scratch. Yeah, see, we ... we saw it on the only working satellite on Dark Thursday. So we know you have the powers. We just kind of want to know how you got them.
Lex: My people are already onto you.
Orlando Block: Your people? I think that's the guy I caught kind of roaming around outside. Pontius, right? The guy downstairs with the b*llet in his head. Enough foreplay, all right? Let's get this started. You're gonna tell me everything.
Lois: See, I told you. I am no chicken little, and that is no acorn.
Chloe: Whoa.
Lois: Now how is that even remotely conceivable? The Kents live miles away from here.
Chloe: Ok, it's definitely weird. I'll give you that. But it's not "Wall of Weird." It's called a microburst.
Lois: A micro what?
Chloe: It's like a sudden, mini tornado. It happens when there are extreme changes in the temperature. It's actually not that unheard of in the midwest.
Lois: It was sunny and 75. There was nothing extreme about the weather.
Chloe: Well, you might not have felt it. It was probably in the upper atmosphere. But there must have been some sort of change in the barometric pressures.
Lois: Ok, either you've been watching too much Weather Channel or a year at the Daily Planet has turned you into a hardened skeptic.
Chloe: It's called being realistic, Lois. You might want to try it once in a while.
Lois: You were the one who always told me that science can explain only a fraction of what happens in this crazy town.
Chloe: And this happens to fall into that fraction. Look, Lois, I still believe in the paranormal. Trust me. But you have to accept the fact that sometimes the answers you're looking for are no further away than the front pages of your Scientific American.
Wagner: What are you doing with the g*n? We were specifically told not to use v*olence.
Orlando Block: So? I don't answer to anybody, okay? Especially your boss. What I want to know is how b*ll*ts bounced off his body like ping-pong balls. Now, information like that is very valuable on the open market.
Wagner: You were specifically hired to ...
Orlando Block: Yeah, well, guess what? I'm an entrepreneur, okay? So either you join my newest venture, or you can end up like the Pontius guy. Your choice. Hey, Lex! Yeah I was thinking. Why don't we try a little experiment?
[[ g*n cocks ] ]
Lex: What you doing? I told you, I don't remember any of it happening.
Orlando Block: Yeah, but it did. And I want to see it happen again. Please no. No.
[[ g*n ]]
Lex: Aah! Ohh! Oh, God!
Chloe: Lois ... what are you doing here?
Lois: I wanted to personally hand-deliver this article to your Editor.
Chloe: An article? You're a journalist now?
Lois: Yeah.
Chloe: Wow! That's a lot of words.
Lois: Well, the Smallville Ledger was way too small-minded to appreciate investigative reportage, so I thought the Planet would be the perfect publisher.
Chloe: Lois, I hate to be the one rain on your Pulitzer parade, but I really don't think that a story about weather is gonna stand a chance when we're still dealing with the aftermath of Dark Thursday.
Lois: No, this story is way more than about wild weather, okay? Not only is it an exposé on the paranormal, it is a story about human triumph over adversity. That barn door could have chopped me in half. Read it.
Chloe: Funny, I don't remember there being an "e" in "tornado."
Lois: Just a little typo.
Chloe: Hmm, and the extra "h"in "weather"?
Lois: You know what I think? I think that you're just a little bit jealous that you're not the only one in the family with a natural way with words.
Chloe: Really? Well, Lo, you know, you're right. I might be jealous of you, but words have nothing to do with it.
Lois: Fine. Forget the Daily Planet. I don't need this stuffy, pseudo-intellectual rag. Out there somewhere is a newspaper that knows a story when they see one.
Chloe: Well, good luck.
Lois: Thank you.
[[ Piano playing ] ]
Clark: Lana ... what are you doing here?
Lana: Actually, I'm living here now. If you're looking for Lex, he's not here.
Clark: Lex has gone missing, Lana. I think he may have been kidnapped.
Lana: Oh, God.
Clark: Has he mentioned any recent thr*at against him? Lana, if you have any information that might be able to help me find him ...
Lana: I don't understand, Clark. Why are you the leader of this search party?
Clark: Lana, no matter what my differences are with Lex, I don't want to see him get hurt.
Lana: Or maybe you have your own reasons? Clark, how did you know that Lex was going to be transformed into that monster before anyone else?
Clark: Did you tell Lex about this?
Lana: Not yet. Clark, I want an answer. You can't keep secrets when Lex's life is in danger.
Clark: If I had all the answers, I wouldn't be here, Lana. I just want to help find Lex.
Lana: Then do it. Don't pretend you're doing it for him.
[[ Cellphone ring] ]
Pontius: You've reached Robert Pontius security. Leave your name and number.
[[ Beeps ] ]
[[ Thud ] ]
Lex: I have no choice but to sever our ties.
Lex: Pontius, what the hell am I paying you for? I was followed again today.
Pontius: Black Range Rover, Edge City plates? I tracked it to an abandoned factory on 5th and Hayworth.
Lex: Then why are you still here?
Orlando Block: What is it that turns a weak, hairless punk into some superhuman Goliath?
Lex: I honestly don't know.
Orlando Block: Well, I honestly don't believe you. And we know Luthorcorp conducts research involving genetically enhanced human strength. Now, you obviously did something to yourself. What was it?
Lex: You really want to know? A being from another dimension ... actually, another planet ... inhabited my body and gave me powers. It sounds ridiculous, but it's true. When he left me, the powers went with him. That's it. That's all I know.
[[ g*n cocks ] ]
Orlando Block: Are you mocking me?
Lex: Now, why would I mock a guy who just sh*t me?
Orlando Block: You know, the first g*n was a minor flesh wound, Lex. But this one may sting a little more. Do you want to keep our new girlfriend happy?
Lex: All right! All right, you win. There's a serum. It's in a lab on the 33rd floor of Luthorcorp. It's in the vault in the center cabinet. The code is "julian452".
Orlando Block: Wagner, go.
Oliver Queen: [ Chuckles ] Lionel luthor. All those hostile takeovers haven't aged you a bit. Tell me, what's your secret?
Lionel: Well, perhaps I should give some credit to a nightly nip. This 40-year-old Highland scotch certainly helps to smooth the stress. I vigorously recommend it. Welcome to Metropolis, Oliver.
Oliver Queen: It's a nice gesture. [ Chuckles ] So I guess I shouldn't be surprised, should I? You've always been so generous.
Lionel: Yeah. You know, Oliver, when I read in the papers, "Oliver Queen moves to Metropolis," I was very curious. You've made such a name for yourself in Star City. Why would you relocate?
Oliver Queen: Well ... how can you resist these views? Not to mention the crisp, midwestern air.
Lionel: You had a chance to touch base with my son yet?
Oliver Queen: Haven't had a chance. Been meaning to. How is old Lex doing, by the way? Has he finally managed to step out of your shadow?
Lionel: Oh, he's changed a lot since your, uh ... boarding-school days together.
Oliver Queen: Hmm. Well, we all have. You know what, Lionel? You've inspired me. I'm gonna give him a call. Yeah. I'll call him today.
Lionel: You could have a hard time reaching him. Lex, it seems, has been abducted.
Oliver Queen: He's been abducted. My God.
Lionel: Oh. Oh, Oliv ... I remember,in the Excelsior School plays, you were always so good. So convincing.
Oliver Queen: Lionel, I'm involved in a lot of business ventures, as you know. But I can assure you ... ... kidnapping is not one of them.
Lionel: I remember you have an unpleasant history with my son. And I know Queen Industries had the only working satellite on Dark Thursday.
Oliver Queen: Hmm.
Lionel: I know. I know, Oliver. You've suffered through a lot in your young life, but if you have so much as laid a hand on Lex, the word "suffer" will take on a whole new meaning to you.
Oliver Queen: Sounds like a thr*at.
Lionel: Have a pleasant stay in Metropolis, Oliver ... however brief it is.
Chloe: Hey.
Clark: Hey.
Chloe: I never thought I'd utter these words, but you don't look so hot.
Clark: I don't feel so hot. Had to bail out of super-speed around 3rd Avenue and jogged the rest of the way.
Chloe: Then take a seat. Calm down. But if you feel even the slightest inkling of a sneeze, you cover your face and ziplock it shut, okay?
Clark: I went to Lex's mansion. I saw Lana.
Chloe: So you know about their new domestic partnership.
Clark: It's like we don't even know each other anymore. I told her about Lex. She ... she made a phone call to someone named Robert Pontius.
Chloe: The highest-paid Sam Spade in Metropolis?
Clark: Maybe Lex knew he was in trouble. I want to talk to this guy and see what he knows.
Chloe: When you escaped from the Kryptonian land of the lost, I bet you didn't think that you'd be rewarded by having to save Lex Luthor while battling a raging head cold, huh?
Clark: Not exactly the goodbye gift I was expecting, no.
Chloe: I guess heroes don't get sick days.
Clark: [ Sighs ] They also don't put the world in jeopardy on an annual basis. I'm no hero, Chloe. There it is. 515 Grant Street.
Chloe: Okay, let's get out of here.
Clark: Chloe, this could be dangerous.
Chloe: Yeah, especially for you. You barely got here. You need to conserve your energy.
[[ Inhales sharply ] ]
Chloe: Oh, God.
Clark: Ah-choo!
Chloe: Quick hands. You're getting good at that.
[[ Cellphone beeps ] ]
Lana: Chloe, it's Lana. Whenever you get this message, I need you to check out an address ... 1024 Hayworth. Call me.
Orlando Block: Looking for Lex?
Chloe: You okay?
Clark: Perfect.
Chloe: God, and I was expecting ceiling fans and cigarette butts.
Clark: I think this guy can afford central air.
Chloe: All right, I'm a decent hacker, but I'm not a miracle worker. You really don't give me enough credit for this stuff. It's not easy.
Clark: Chloe ...
Chloe: With these encryptions, it's gonna take me hours to get into Lex's account.
Clark: Chloe ... there's a hidden door in the wall.
Chloe: Even with a stuffy nose, you still got it.
Chloe: What's wrong?
Clark: Guess I'm not 100%.
Chloe: Yeah, I can see that. Looks like your batteries are running seriously low.
Clark: Mm-hmm.
Chloe: What about a sneeze?
Clark: What about it?
Chloe: Clark, if your sneeze could blow a barn door 7 miles across Smallville, I bet you anything you could take that one out no problem.
Clark: Chloe, I just can't force it.
Chloe: Why not? You can do anything.
Clark: Except sneeze on command. It's a reflex, not a circus trick.
Chloe: Then blow.
Clark: That's not funny.
Chloe: I'm not kidding. Clark, with a sneeze like yours, that says a lot about your lung capacity. Now just take a really deep breath and blow it out as hard as you can.
Clark: That's a steel door, it's not a birthday cake.
Chloe: I don't see anything else working. Come on. Let's see what you got. Huff, puff, and blow this door down.
Chloe: Good thing you didn't have garlic today.
Chloe: Okay, so either Pontius is interested in purchasing a used-furniture warehouse or ...
Clark: This is where he thinks Lex is.
Chloe: Taxi's leaving. Let's roll.
Clark: You're not rolling anywhere. In my condition, I can't guarantee your safety.
Chloe: I don't want a guarantee, Clark. I want to help.
Clark: Then go back to the Daily Planet. Wait for me there.
Chloe: Clark, I don't ...
Lana: Lex! Lex, what have they done to you?!
Lex: What is she doing here?
Orlando Block: Well, Lex, let's just say that she's here to spend a little quality time with you.
Lex: Let her go. You don't need her.
Orlando Block: See, that's not quite true. Because now that we have your serum, we're gonna need somebody to use it on. And, uh ... I'd say your girlfriend is as good a guinea pig as anyone, wouldn't you? Now, in case this stuff really does turn you into some kind of superchick just remember there's a g*n pointed at your boyfriend's head the whole time.
Lana: Get away from me.
Lex: Wait. It won't work on her. The serum was tailored for my blood chemistry.
Lana: Lex, no.
Orlando Block: Well, then I guess it's time to wake the sleeping dragon, huh? Unh!
Lana: Get back! Stay back.
Orlando Block: Bitch. Aah!
[[ g*n ] ]
Lex: See if there's anything to cut the fence with. Unh!
[[ Panting ] ]
Lana: Aah! Lex, the hatch.
Lana: [ Grunts ] Come on, help me!
Lex: [ Grunting ] Push!
Lex: [ Clattering ] Lana, this is all my fault. I'm so sorry.
[[ Wind howling ] ]
Chloe: Hey! I brought something for us to do in case the lake's too cold to swim in. And the great thing is we don't have to wait for it to get windy.
Clark: Gee, thanks?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ]Come on. Doesn't it make you wonder what else the possibilities are? I mean, Clark Kent Airlines, nonstop to Metropolis.
Lois: Miracles really do happen. Man walked on the moon, call waiting was created, and Lois Lane got her first by-line on the front page of the Inquisitor.
Chloe: Hey, that's great, Lo. I don't know how I feel about the alien angle, but ...
Lois: I wasn't too crazy about the E.T. spin, either, but my editor insisted it'd help sell papers, so ...
Clark: Well, let's hear it for journalistic integrity.
Lois: Look, I swear, you guys, when I was writing that article, I don't know - I don't think I've ever been happier in my life. The thrill of discovery, the clacking of keys, the scent of fresh ink. Yeah, I think I've finally found my calling.
Chloe: Hey, how about you come join us at the lake? We can celebrate your first article with a splash.
Lois: Have you looked up in the sky lately? Looks like it's gonna rain, and since I don't like swimming in the rain, I'll see you guys around.
[[ Inhales deeply ] ]
[[ Wind howling ] ]
Lois: Whoa.
Chloe: It works.
[[ Chuckles ] ]
[[ Door opens ] ]
Lex: Hey.
Lana: When I moved in, you forgot to mention I'd be living with big brother.
Lex: Lana, those are just security cameras to ensure the safety of everyone on this property.
Lana: I see. Was I breaching security when I was alone in my bedroom?
Lex: Lana ... okay, you clearly have the wrong idea. Those cameras are only viewed if there's an emergency. I would never inv*de your privacy like that.
Lana: But you already have. Lex ... the cameras go, or I do.
Lex: The camera in your room will be down within the hour, but the rest of them stay. You're free to make other arrangements, Lana, but ... this is the way I live. And it's not gonna change.
Oliver Queen: Thought I made myself clear. You were only to use v*olence if you were in danger.
Wagner: Mr. Queen, I told you. Block went rogue. I tried to stop him, but he would have k*lled me, too.
Oliver Queen: Well, we couldn't have that now, could we? I guess I'm just gonna have to start being more careful as to who I trust. Speaking of which, how's my old buddy Lex doing?
Wagner: Whatever powers he had are clearly gone. But, sir, there was someone else in the warehouse ... someone who seems to have other abilities.
Oliver Queen: Find him.
Oliver Queen: How about ... Borneo? | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x02 - Sneeze"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 13th, 2006
[[ Radio tuning ] ]
Chloe: What are we doing here?
Jimmy: Well, I don't know exactly. I got this hot tip that there's something weird going on up here. I thought it might be a good story.
Chloe: And by weird you mean two people at make-out point not making out?
Jimmy: You're right. You know what? We're undercover. We should probably be a little more convincing.
Chloe: Are you putting the move on me?
Jimmy: No, no. C'mon ... Do you want me to?
Chloe: Okay, look, I know we planted our flag on the summit of intimate territory back when we were interns, but ...
Jimmy: I thought it was ... I mean, wasn't it?
Chloe: No, it definitely was.
Jimmy: Okay, me, too. R-really. I mean, really, really.
Chloe: Definitely. And it's not like I wouldn't mind exploring that territory again ... one day. But I just thought maybe this time we could take it a little slower?
Jimmy: Oh, I'm slow. [ Sighs ] Slow is great. You'll barely see me move.
Young Man: [ Laughs ] Let's go for a swim.
Young Woman: I didn't bring my bathing suit.
Young Man: Neither did I.
Young Woman: I'll race you to the lake.
Young Woman: Aah!
[[ Branches crash ] ]
Chloe: What was that? That came from the path. Come on.
Jimmy: Oh, yeah we should definitely go check that out in the really dark woods.
Chloe: Let's go.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ]
Jimmy: Why would anyone want to wander around in the woods?
Chloe: They were probably headed for the lake.
Jimmy: This is a really bad idea. You know, maybe we should call someone.
Chloe: Hello! Is anyone there?!
Jimmy: No, I was thinking more like authority figures who carry w*apon, you know?
Chloe: Thanks. Looks like the naked trail ends here.
Jimmy: Is that ...
Chloe: Oh, my God.
Clark: Is that the invitation for the ball?
Martha: Mm-hmm. I just RSVP'd. I hope Lex gets a good turnout.
Clark: I can't imagine anyone from Metropolis's "who's who" list not showing up to help the families affected by Dark Thursday.
Martha: You know, I, uh ... I responded for two.
Clark: Thanks, mom, but costumes really aren't my thing. Besides, it's not really the place for a reunion, you know?
Martha: [ Sighs ] How do you feel about the two of them together?
Clark: I don't know. It's like they're different people.
Martha: We all have our own ways of moving on, whether it's about growing up or just surviving.
Clark: Mom, I've lost Lana, Dad, Jor-El. You don't see me as a different person.
Martha: Well, in a lot of ways I do, Clark. All those things have shaped the person you are now ... and the person you'll become.
Lex: I already know what the device isn't, Dr. Groll. Your job is to tell me what it is. I want a report.
Lana: What's all this?
Monica: My God, your complexion is even more radiant than in the magazines.
Lex: This is Monica. She's helping us pick out the costumes for the charity ball. She can help you put something together.
Lana: Um, well, thank you for coming, but I think I can dress myself.
Lex: Oh, come on, Lana. I thought you'd have fun becoming anyone you wanted.
Lana: Well, I can tell you what I'm not ... the next "Lex girl."
Lex: Monica, will you excuse us? You saw this morning's paper. Look, Lana, I was raised in front of the cameras. I know it can be hurtful. When I was 13, a reporter caught me between classes at boarding school. He asked me how I felt about my mother's death. A mic shoved in my face in front of classmates I couldn't stand ... that's how I found out she died. The press will tear us apart if we let them.
Lana: Well, they're right about the revolving door of women you've had.
Lex: Maybe. But I've never asked any of them to move in with me.
Lana: Lex, I know you. You desire what you can't have. So, what happens when you get it?
Lex: I'd be lying if I said I didn't struggle against my nature every day to let myself have this with you.
Lana: And I'm fighting mine to believe you.
Lex: Lana, I've given you time. I've given you space. But you still don't know what you want.
Lana: And you do?
Lex: I want us to stop pretending we're only roommates.
Lana: Lex, I just need to be sure. I always trust people too much.
Lex: No, you trusted Clark too much. Now, you can always come up with excuses why this won't work, but you have to decide. You can either fight with Clark's ghost or you can be with me. I'm done paying for his mistakes.
[[ Knock on door ]]
Chloe: Hey.
Clark: Hey, how goes life living with Lois?
Chloe: Closer to coffee, further from sanity, but, you know, until Metropolis University reopens, I guess ... what is it they say about a gift horse?
Clark: "Stay away from the mouth," which it difficult because Lois uses hers so much.
Chloe: [ Laughs ] Right.
Clark: So, what's going on?
Chloe: Okay, so, I found a body in the woods out at Lone Pine last night. Girl and guy decide to make like the birds and the bees, girl gets her wings cut, guy buzzes off.
Clark: You think he k*lled her?
Chloe: I seriously doubt some freshly minted pimple popper is physically capable of doing that. I mean, the M.O. wasn't exactly ... normal, if you know what I mean.
Clark: What do you mean?
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Impaling people in trees in under five minutes isn't humanly possible.
Clark: Unless the guy was infected with Kryptonite.
Chloe: And that's our only lead, and he's still missing.
Clark: What were you doing at make-out point?
[[ Door opens ] ]
Jimmy: What's up, C.K.?
[[ Knock on door ] ]
[[ Clears throat ] ]
Lois: Hey.
Oliver Queen: Hi.
Lois: Queen Industries. Must have caught a strong headwind. Mrs. Kent's been waiting for this for weeks. Thanks.
Oliver Queen: You're welcome.
Lois: Oh, crap, I'm sorry. Just so you know, with a face like that, you can do a whole lot better than playing errand boy to the rich and arrogant. Here.
Oliver Queen: Thank you very much. What is, uh ...
Lois: It's a tip.
Oliver Queen: A tip? Oh ... Okay.
Lois: Seriously ... aim higher.
Oliver Queen: Listen, um ...
Martha: I thought I heard the door.
Lois: Yeah, your pledge finally sailed in from Queen Industries.
Martha: Where's the man who came with it?
Lois: The courier? Oh, I gave him his tip and sent him on his merry little way.
[[ Engine turns over ] ]
Martha: Handsome, chiseled features, with a smile that could light up a barn?
Lois: Mrs. Kent, you have a crush on the courier?
Martha: You mean the billionaire CEO who stopped by to talk about his financial support of my platform? No, Lois, I don't. I've never even met him, and now I probably never will.
Lois: That was Oliver Queen.
Chloe: Sorry. They'd already organized a search party, and the police dogs from Grandville will be here in another hour.
Clark: Chloe, where exactly did you find the body?
Chloe: It was just up the road about a quarter mile.
Clark: Ok.
Chloe: Guess I'll meet you there.
Gloria: You're not supposed to be here.
Clark: I'm sorry? I'm ... I'm with the search party. Clark Kent.
Gloria: Gloria, park services. They find anything yet?
Clark: No, nothing. Have you?
Gloria: It's a big forest. Lots of green.
Clark: You must feel isolated out here working all alone. There's no one for miles.
Gloria: No, it's what I love about it. We haven't met before, have we?
Clark: I think I'd remember. So, you searched this whole area all by yourself?
Gloria: Couple of times. I haven't found anything that's not supposed to be here.
Clark: One more search wouldn't hurt. I found him! Go get help!
Chloe: Clark, where are you?
Clark: Over here. He's alive! Ow!
Chloe: Oh, my God. Clark, you're bleeding.
[[ Beeping ] ]
Chloe: Okay, we don't have much time. His mom's in the cafeteria. Wow, this guy's pretty messed up.
Jimmy: Not as bad as his girlfriend in the tree.
Jimmy: Hey, what are these things on his lungs?
Jimmy: Whoa.
Chloe: Beats me.
[[ Camera shutter click ]]
Chloe: Jimmy!
Jimmy: What? Look, we have to get this in the paper. We have to warn people.
Chloe: We don't even know what it is yet.
Clark: She's right. A picture of some weird x-ray isn't exactly page-one material.
Jimmy: Yeah, well, maybe we'd have a better picture if I was with you guys when you found him.
Chloe: Okay, that was my call. You're just so much more at home on the streets of Metropolis. I know the woods freak you out.
Jimmy: No, no, you know what freaks me out? Is my girl traipsing through a forest when something like that can happen.
Chloe: Your girl?
Jimmy: I mean, aren't you?
Clark: Guys, this really isn't the time.
Jimmy: Yeah, you're right, C.K. I got to go take care of something. So, we'll talk later when we're alone?
Chloe: Okay.
Clark: Is he always that fired up?
Chloe: You should see him when he's on his 10th cup of house-drip.
[[ Laughs ] ]
Chloe: How are your hands?
Clark: Healed.
Chloe: Which begs the obvious question, since not even Obi-Wan's lightsaber can ginsu your superdermis ... how did a little vine cut through it?
Clark: I don't know, but I didn't get weak, so it's not Kryptonite.
Chloe: Well, I sent a cutting of the vine to my botany professor at Met. U. If it's not meteor rock, what else could it be?
Clark: You know, Lone Pine Ridge goes right up against the Luthor estate. There's a greenhouse that runs right near the property line. That'd be a good place to start.
Chloe: Okay, call me the advocate of the devil, Clark, but don't you think that pointing the pitchfork at Lex is a little bit of a stretch?
Clark: He had his hands on the Kryptonian ship. He was possessed by Zod. He nearly destroyed this planet. If the horns fit ...
Chloe: Okay, fine. I'm just saying you might want to check your personals at the door.
Clark: Seeds.
Lex: You've always had an eye for beauty. Its latin name, formositas falsus. "Beauty that belies a dark nature."
Clark: So, even your plants have hidden agendas.
Lex: Well, I guess it all comes down to survival of the fittest. Doesn't it?
Clark: A strange vine has cropped up over the ridge at Lone Pine. It's attacking people.
Lex: And naturally you came to my little shop of horrors to foil my ingenious plot to repopulate the planet with vegetation. Sorry, Clark. I'm all out of evil. Lana must be a calming influence on me.
Clark: She's never gonna fit in your world, Lex.
Lex: Unlike you, I'm willing to do whatever it takes so she does.
Clark: You can keep fooling yourself that you've changed, but the closer you get to Lana, the closer she is to finding out who you really are.
Lex: The days of you showing up unannounced in my home are over. You're not welcome here. You found your way in, you can find your way out.
Chloe: Hey.
Lana: Hi. Um, it was such a rush to evacuate the dorms, I guess I took a few of your things.
Chloe: Thanks. Oh, wow, I was really missing this, uh ... half-chewed eraser ... and your library book, which is two weeks overdue. Lana.
Lana: I don't know why, but I felt like I needed an excuse to come and talk with you.
Chloe: Excuse accepted. Let's go upstairs.
Lana: It feels like a lifetime since I lived here.
Chloe: Yeah, well, a sprawling 17th-century mansion isn't a bad upgrade.
Lana: Well, actually, it's getting kind of crowded in there.
[[ Laughs ]]
Chloe: Water?
Lana: Please. Lex seems to think that I'm dragging Clark's ghost around with me.
Chloe: And he didn't sign up for a threesome?
Lana: Chloe, I have this terrible feeling. I feel like if I do this with Lex, I'm going to lose my identity.
Chloe: Well, Lana, if you don't trust him now, that dynamic is not gonna change.
Lana: It's just I keep blaming my trust issues on everyone else. And the truth is, the person that I don't trust is myself. I keep ... [ Laughs ] I haven't always made the right decisions. And when I realize that I have made the wrong ones, I'm too far gone to get myself out.
Chloe: Lana, I don't know if Lex is the right guy for you or not. I mean, he certainly wouldn't be my first choice, but he wouldn't even really be on my list. You can't just sit safely by the water and watch all the happy people splashing around. I mean, eventually, you have to grow some fins and just dive in.
[[ Birds chirping ] ]
[[ Camera shutter clicks ] ]
[[ Rumbling ] ]
Jimmy: Oh, my God, you scared the blank out of me.
Gloria: I thought I was the only one that felt safe out here right now.
Jimmy: No. No, no, no, not safe ... compelled.
Gloria: By what?
Jimmy: A girl. And a photo. My hope. Her respect.
Gloria: Well, you have mine.
Jimmy: [ Laughs ] Since a girl made me drop a log. Look, is there any chance you've seen this weird vine that's fond of people?
Gloria: Yeah, I think I can help you find what you're looking for.
Jimmy: Uh, I don't know. It's, um ... I don't know, but ... well, you know, I already got a girl, so ...
Gloria: I don't want to be your girl.
Jimmy: Well then what are you doing?
Gloria: I just want to wrap myself around you.
Jimmy: Aah!
Assistant: Miss, you cannot go in there. I'm sorry, Mr. Queen. This woman does not have an appointment.
Oliver Queen: It's okay. She's expected.
[[ Grunting ] ]
Lois: I guess I really underestimated the mental powers of yoga.
Oliver Queen: Well, I find the focus benefits my work.
Lois: And, apparently, your premonitions.
Oliver Queen: After your lamentable blunder, it was either this or a good f*ring from your boss, right? Although, I must say, I didn't picture the fruit basket.
Lois: Yes, Mr. Queen, I surmise that you're very busy with all your bendy stuff, so I'll be really short ...
Oliver Queen: Peanuts. I'm allergic.
Lois: I'll try and remember that. Look, Martha Kent is a sterling Senator, and, um, I would be devastated if ... childhood bobbing trauma?
Oliver Queen: Are you hungry? No? Okay.
Lois: Look, I realize that I was very rude the other day, and I'm just trying to apologize. And if you hold this against Martha Kent, it will be you who is missing out on the opportunity of doing good work with a great woman. Right. Well, I guess I was prematurely accurate in my opinion of you.
Oliver Queen: Miss Lane? If you want my full and undivided attention, why don't you come with me to Lex Luthor's ball?
Lois: While I'm sure downsizing me for an entire evening would make great sport, I think I'll pass.
Oliver Queen: If Martha Kent's as amazing as you say she is, it's gonna take a lot more than a few minutes of groveling to convince me that she's worthy of my support.
Lois: [ Sighs ] I don't have a costume.
Oliver Queen: You don't have a costume. Hmm.
Lois: Right. The telepathy.
Oliver Queen: Here you go.
Lois: Um ... okay. Even in my size. Mr. Queen, have you been rummaging through my drawers?
Oliver Queen: I have a good eye for sizing people up.
Chloe: So, you were right. The pods inside his stomach are seeds. He's going into surgery in an hour.
Clark: Anything from your professor friend?
Chloe: He was unable to identify the species, but he could break down the DNA, and it's foreign ... to the planet Earth, which explains why it could cut you.
Clark: It's alien? How did it get here?
Chloe: I don't know, but while it can't gestate in our soil, the chemistry of the human body creates a perfect potting mix.
[[ Screaming ] ]
Nurse: Find his mother! I'm issuing a code red.
Chloe: Oh, my god.
Clark: We need to stop it.
Chloe: Not it, Clark ... her. The plant's gynoecious ... it has a sex ... female.
Clark: It needed a male to reproduce, which is why the girlfriend was k*lled so quickly.
Woman: Coming through. Park ranger up at Lone Pine. Hunter found her this morning.
Clark: Excuse me, I think I can identify her. I'm sorry, there's been a mistake. That's not the park ranger.
Medical Technician: Selena Adams, 28, went missing last week. Only female ranger in the county.
Clark: Gloria.
Clark: Gloria!
Gloria: I was hoping we'd meet again.
Clark: What are you?
Gloria: I'm just a girl that loves nature.
Clark: You're not human. You're not even from this planet.
Gloria: No. But I think I'm gonna like it here.
Clark: Wherever you're from, go back ... now!
Gloria: I can't. My world is gone. It was paradise. It was lush and green and full of life. But towers of steel replaced the forests, upsetting the balance of nature. So I tried to correct it.
Clark: At the cost of how many lives?
Gloria: They didn't understand me, either. They branded me a criminal. They imprisoned me in a desolate wasteland where the suns never set and nothing ever grows.
Clark: The Phantom Zone.
Gloria: I knew I'd seen you before. You're the Kryptonian that opened the gateway.
Clark: How do you know that?
Gloria: Because I was there. The savages were attacking a girl.
Clark: Raya.
Gloria: And you touched the gateway, and it all went white. Looks like I'm not the only one that doesn't belong.
Clark: You could learn to adapt like I did.
Gloria: What do you think I'm doing? There's a party nearby full of eligible suitors waiting for me to spread my beauty. [ Sniffs ] Can you smell them?
Clark: You have to stop!
Gloria: Says who? [ Whip cracks ] I can't change my nature, and no one else will ever make me again.
Lead Singer: Welcome to the First Annual Benefit Ball for the victims of Dark Thursday. On behalf of Lex Luthor, we'd like to thank everybody for reaching into your pockets and supporting the families affected by this disaster. You guys rock.
[[ Piano plays ] ]
[[ Camera shutter clicks ] ]
Lex: I'm glad you came.
Lana: So am I.
Lex: I thought I might have frightened you off.
Lana: You'll have to come up with better scare tactics.
Lois: So, is this part of your sizing me up?
Oliver Queen: Well, Miss Lane, honestly, that was a miscalculation.
Lois: Well, that would be my polite comment on your choice of legwear for this evening.
Oliver Queen: You have a quick tongue. I find that very attractive.
Lois: Well, keep it in your quiver, jolly green bandit. So, is your fortune the do-it-yourself, steal-from-the-rich kind, or is it silver-plattered like our host's?
Oliver Queen: It belonged to my parents, and I, uh ... I inherited it when they died.
Lois: Well, I wasn't going to give it to you, but the tights ... you're totally pulling it off.
Lex: You should see him in a tutu.
Oliver Queen: Lex Luthor ... with a girl that he doesn't have to inflate.
Lex: [ Laughs ] Lana Lang, Oliver Queen. We went to boarding school together.
Oliver Queen: Talked to any of the old g*ng lately?
Lex: Enjoy the party.
Oliver Queen: I always do.
Lana: If that's a friend, I'd hate to see an enemy.
Lois: Senator Kent! Hi, I've been looking all over for you. I would like you to meet Oliver Queen.
Martha: Mr. Queen, it's nice to finally meet you.
Oliver Queen: The pleasure's all mine. So, Lois has been telling me about your policy points. We should get together and talk about how I can help you.
Martha: I'm looking forward to that. Thank you.
Oliver Queen: Thank Lois. She can be very persuasive.
Chloe: Clark! Clark, I can't find you on my own! You have to help me! Where are you?! Clark!
Clark: [ Strained ] Chloe. Chloe.
Chloe: Oh, my God. Clark.
[[ Electricity crackles ] ]
Chloe: Come on, Clark. Come back. This girl can't lose you twice in one month.
Clark: [ Groaning ]
Chloe: Are you okay?
Clark: I will be in a second. How'd you k*ll it?
Chloe: Biology 101 ... electricity denatures enzymes.
Clark: We have to help jimmy.
Chloe: Jimmy?
Clark: He's over there, go find him. Gloria is headed to the mansion.
Chloe: Go. I'll get help for Jimmy. Go!
Man: So, Tarzan and park rangers both love the wild.
Gloria: And swinging on vines.
Clark: Ride's over!
[[ Laughs ]]
Man: Who the hell are you?
Clark: The gardener. Get out!
Gloria: Kryptonians ... always so hard and cold.
Clark: You can't go home. I can't let you stay. What are we gonna do?
Gloria: We'll have to let nature decide. You saved me from the Phantom Zone, Clark. I'm sorry it has to be this way.
[[ Electricity crackles ] ]
Chloe: There are seed pods inside him that can only be k*lled with electricity.
Medical Technician: You're insane.
Chloe: No, please, listen to me. You have to defibrillate him or he will die.
Medical Technician: The guy is not in cardiac arrest. We will not defib. Now back off.
[[ Indistinct radio chatter ] ]
[[ Engine turns over ] ]
[[ Equipment powering up ] ]
Medical Technician: Hey, what are you doing?
Chloe: Back off! They're hot. Please don't let me k*ll him.
[[ Electricity crackles ] ]
Jimmy: Did you just paddle me?
Chloe: [ Chuckle ] Yeah.
Oliver Queen: I have enjoyed courting you against your will this evening.
Lois: Hmm, only because I let you.
Oliver Queen: I'd like to kiss you now.
Lois: Um, you know, the lady requires a show of skill before awarding you with her favor.
Oliver Queen: Which is actually where I was going with the kiss.
Lois: [ Laughs ] Let's make it interesting. h*t that can with your arrow ... and I'm yours.
Oliver Queen: You're that easy, huh?
Lois: It's that hard.
Oliver Queen: I'm gonna go for it.
Lois: All right.
Oliver Queen: Here goes nothing.
Lois: Better luck next time, hood.
Lex: This is definitely a night of firsts.
Lana: How's that?
Lex: Well, it's the first time I've ever danced in my extremely pretentious fountain.
[[ Laughs ] ]
Lex: And it's the first time I've ever felt this ... satisfied.
Lana: I was half-expecting the word "happy" to come out of your mouth.
Lex: Happiness is just a feeling of euphoria. It's your brain chemistry going into overdrive. That's why so many relationships fail when the honeymoon ends and reality sets in.
Lana: Wow, have you always been such a romantic?
[[ Laughs ] ]
Lex: If you were any other woman, I'd be saying everything you expect to hear right now, but you're not, okay? You not like anyone else.
Lana: Well, careful, because I am dangerously close to being satisfied.
Lex: Then my evil plan is working. So, what made you change your mind about gracing my arm tonight?
Lana: Life ... wanting to live it.
Lex: What are you doing?
[ Up in the loft, Clark is sitting alone, rhythmically throwing a baseball against a wall, as the episode comes to an end. ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x03 - Wither"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 19th, 2006
[[ Soft piano music playing]]
Lionel: Here you are, my lady.
Martha: Thank you. It's beautiful, but I feel self-conscious even borrowing it.
Lionel: It shouldn't stay hidden in the Luthorcorp safe. It needs to be worn for the very first time on the neck of a beautiful woman. It's perfect, Martha. But now it's time to meet the moneybags of Metropolis. You'll need them to fund your bid for the United States Senate.
Oliver Queen: Okay, now, remember, this a party.
Lois: I know. I know. Stay away from religion, politics, and bad dye jobs.
Mr. Westcott: Ollie! We haven't seen you in such a long time.
Oliver Queen: Hello.
Mrs. Westcott: Hi, Oliver.
Oliver Queen: Uh, Mr. Westcott and his wife, Candice. I'd like to introduce you to Lois Lane.
Lois: Hey.
Mr. Westcott: Simon Westcott. It's my pleasure.
Lois: Likewise. So, I wanted to tell you that I thought you were so eloquent at the Congressional indictment hearings. Sorry aboutyour oil t*nk. I'd hate to be a pelican in that harbor, huh?
Oliver Queen: Well, we're gonna go. That's our cue, so ... I guess I forgot to add public humiliation to the list of cocktail-party don'ts. I'm gonna go get us a drink, okay? You just wait here, and don't talk to anybody, okay?
[[ Glass dings ] ]
Lionel: I'd like to thank you all for coming tonight. I hope you're having a splendid time and that you've had a chance to reconnect with some old friends. Right now, though, I'd like to introduce you to someone who I hope will be a new friend, a valuable new friend, someone I'm sure you'll be glad to have on your side. Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you our Kansas State Senator and your future United States Senator, Martha Kent.
[[ Applause ] ]
Lois: Whoo-hoo!
Martha: Thank you very much.
[[ Lights go out ] ]
Crowd: Aah! Aah!
Oliver Queen: Thank you.
Lois: Hey! Excuse me.
[[ Screaming ] ]
Lois: Hey! Give me the necklace.
Oliver Queen: You forgot to say "please."
Lois: I couldn't I.D. The guy, but he didn't exactly stick around to chat.
Safetex Security Officer: You told Mr. Luthor that you almost caught the guy. Yet you expect me to believe you didn't see anything?
Lois: Look, Lionel Luthor pays Safetex, what, a gazillion dollars for personal security? So don't blame me if you let a boy scout with an archery badge crash his party.
Oliver Queen: Okay. I think Miss Lane's made her point. Wouldn't you say? She'll call you if she remembers anything. Evening.
Oliver Queen: So what aren't you telling him?
Lois: I just nabbed the story of my life. William Tell's not the only one who walked away with a serious party favor.
Assistant: Mr. Queen.
Clark: My mom told me you were here.
Lois: Smallville, it's almost midnight.
Oliver Queen: Smallville? You're Clark Kent?
Clark: You must be Oliver Queen.
Oliver Queen: Yeah. [ Chuckles ] This is funny. You know, the way Lois talked about you, I thought you were gonna be a little bit more of a ...
Lois: I could use some water.
Clark: Little more what?
Oliver Queen: Well ...
Clark: Of a geek?
Lois: Well, you're not exactly jumping the velvet ropes at nightclubs, so ...
Clark: It's really nice to see that Lois has found someone who can overlook her personality.
Oliver Queen: Oh, don't worry about it, Clark. If I lived under the same roof with such a beautiful woman, I probably would've mask my feelings in sarcasm, too. [ Chuckles ]
Lois: Feelings?
Clark: Feelings?
Lois: A little advice, Freud Jr., There ... stick with your day job.
Clark: The only reason I'm here is to get that necklace back. Last thing I want is for my mom to be indebted to Lionel Luthor.
Oliver Queen: Yeah, well, I mean, she should've thought of that before she accepted his help with her fundraising. Oh, and if you're really championing the cause of pick-pocketed billionaires, you might want to add a few more to the list.
Clark: What, are you saying that Lionel Luthor's not the only victim?
Oliver Queen: Over a dozen of Metropolis' who's whos have been h*t recently.
Clark: Good, then there's some leads.
Oliver Queen: Not if all the victims were as uncooperative as Lionel Luthor. You find it interesting that he never called the police?
Lois: Okay, if you boys are done marking your territory, which, for clarification, is not me, I have a front-page article that's missing a few key details. Good night, boys. Now play nice.
[[ Panting ] ]
Lex: What was with that sprint up the last hill?
Lana: I always suspected you couldn't handle me.
Lex: Dr. Groll. Did we have a meeting?
Dr. Groll: No, I just need a few words with you ... in private.
Lex: You can say anything in front of Miss Lang.
Dr. Groll: It's about the device.
Lex: Please.
Lana: Where'd you get that?
Lex: I found it. And I asked Dr. Groll to figure out what it was.
Dr. Groll: Some kind of power source beyond anything developed on earth. If we could understand the technology, it could potentially solve the planet's energy crisis.
Lex: Well, for someone on the verge of saving the world, your enthusiasm seems tempered.
Dr. Groll: There is one risk. If it fell into the wrong hands ...
Lana: It could be used as a w*apon. So, if it's so dangerous, shouldn't you hand it in to the government?
Lex: Then he'd lose any chance at a Nobel Prize. Isn't that right, Dr. Groll?
Dr. Groll: What do you want me to do?
Lex: Every breakthrough has its challenges. Keep working.
Dr. Groll: Very well.
Lois: Hey.
Chloe: Let me guess. You need help researching your next article.
Lois: Yeah, the Inquisitor's search engine consists of a highlighter and the yellow pages.
Chloe: Does Mrs. Kent know that you're still moonlighting on her?
Lois: Are you kidding me? I've got this double-identity thing down. And besides, I told her all about it this morning.
Chloe: All right. So what's the story worth bringing out the alter Lois?
Lois: Actually, you know, now that we're both in the same biz, I probably shouldn't be leaking my story.
Chloe: I can't believe you don't trust me.
Lois: It's not all of you I don't trust. It's just one little side of you.
Chloe: Lois, I'm not gonna scoop your story. But watching you bumble through our database is like watching Clark try and dance. Come on, Lois, tell me what you got.
Lois: Okay. I scooped this off the scumbag before he ran away. There's some writing on the inside, but it's too faded to make out.
Chloe: Yeah, this could take a little while.
[[ An arrow strikes, emitting fumes that knock them out. The Green Arrow retrieves the lost ring. ]]
Lionel: Well, I haven't seen you since the world was falling down around us. And I hear you have got yourself a new landlord.
Lana: I assume that Lex told you we were together.
Lionel: Mmm.
Lana: Mr. Luthor, if you called me here to discuss my relationship with Lex ...
Lionel: Oh, that would be wildly inappropriate, wouldn't it? Unless, of course, you consider that the last time you and I spoke, we were discussing which one of us was going to k*ll Lex.
Lana: He wasn't himself.
Lionel: But you were ... completely yourself. And unless I'm mistaken, the discussion was due to the fact that Lex ... please, sit down ... was obsessed with a piece of alien technology infinitely too dangerous for any of us to comprehend. Does this sound familiar to you at all?
Lana: Mr. Luthor, this is all behind us now.
Lionel: Ah, well, it's obvious that any trust you have for me only works in times of crisis. But we both know, Miss Lang, that the crisis is far from over. Lex salvaged that piece of technology.
Lana: Why do you think I moved into the mansion?
Lionel: Please tell me.
Lana: Mr. Luthor, I care about Lex.
Lionel: Mmm.
Lana: But part of being with him is protecting Lex from himself. I'm not naive. I know that comes with the territory.
Lionel: Well, apparently Lex has finally found his equal. But watching over him? That is not enough. Miss Lang ... Lex is using every resource available to him to unlock the mystery of that Pandora's Box that he somehow managed to get a hold of. Once he opens it and unleashes whatever is in it to the world ... [ Sighs ] Well, we may not be lucky enough to close it this time.
Lana: What do you think we should do?
Lionel: Destroy it.
Oliver Queen: "The Green Arrow Bandit." It doesn't really roll off the tongue. This guys steals your boss's necklace, and then gasses you and your cousin, all within a 24 hour period? I'd say he's got a thing for you.
Lois: Well, when you're my editor, I'll remember to care what you think.
Oliver Queen: You know that whole sugar-and-spice thing? It never really took with you, did it?
Lois: Look. Green Arrow, green eggs and ham ... it doesn't really matter what I call this guy. I'm gonna have his face plastered all over the front page soon enough.
Oliver Queen: Well, unless I'm missing something, without that ring, you're not nearly as close to I.D.ing this guy as you claim to be.
Lois: Yeah, that. Well, I might have stretched the truth just a little.
Oliver Queen: [ Laughs ] Okay, well, you know, it's a good thing that the Inquisitor doesn't pride itself on integrity. Listen, I don't like the idea of you dangling yourself out as bait in front of this guy, you know? I mean, anyone after the Green Arrow's gonna come after you.
Lois: Anyone after the Green Arrow is a friend of mine, and I will be sitting front and center with them when they lock this guy up.
Oliver Queen: Wouldn't want you on my jury.
Lois: Meaning ...
Oliver Queen: Well, you know, I thought we did away with the "sh**t first, ask questions later" mentality with covered wagons.
Lois: Oh, come on. Don't tell me you're some kind of bleeding-heart pacifist.
Oliver Queen: And that's worse than a knee-jerk fascist? All right. Forget about this guy for the weekend. I can have you in Cancun in time for the sunset tonight, sipping margaritas. What do you say?
Lois: Mmm. Well, as much as I would love to be your beach bimbo, the only person I'm gonna be spending the weekend with is into leather and has a perverted fetish for archery.
Lionel: And why is that? [ Laughs ] Oh, I understand. Thank you. Clark. What a good surprise. What brings you up here?
Clark: My mom was pretty shaken up after the party.
Lionel: Oh, yeah, I know. But in spite of the impromptu entertainment, your mother made a terrific impression on some very influential people.
Clark: She wasn't the only one.
Lionel: Walk me to my car, will you? Don't worry, Clark. My security team is making a very thorough investigation.
Clark: Unlike the police?
Lionel: [ Laughs ]
Clark: Tell me, why wouldn't you report something that valuable if it was stolen?
Lionel: Well, I'd rather not let the entire city know that I'm a sitting duck for some acrobatic archer. It's not wise to advertise our vulnerabilities, is it, Clark?
Clark: You're talking about some very expensive vulnerabilities.
Lionel: Ooh, Fabergé Egg. Bishop's Miter, 14th century. This is big stuff.
Clark: Not the kind of stuff you find in your local pawn-shop window.
Lionel: Here's something that might interest you, unless you've noticed this already. There's only one name on the Safetex client list that hasn't been h*t already. I don't want to be late. You find it, huh?
[[ On a rooftop above Metropolis, the Green Arrow fires an arrow across to a second building, then uses the cable between the buildings to repel across. Once inside the secure building, he uses a gem-tipped arrow to dispense with the laser security and calmly retrieves the necklace he is after. ]]
Clark: Who are you?
Oliver Queen: Haven't you read? I'm the Green Arrow.
Clark: Well ... I hope you enjoyed your cult status while it lasted.
Oliver Queen: I think you're taking the whole neighborhood-watch thing a bit too seriously.
[[ Alarm ringing ] ]
Oliver Queen: That was fun. Looks like I'm not the only one with a secret. I hate to break it to you, tough guy, but you're on the wrong side.
Clark: I'm not sure the police would agree.
Oliver Queen: Look around you, Beav. The days of the good guy running the show are over.
[[ The Green Arrow fires an arrow meant to disable Clark, which Clark easily catches. When a security guard enters, the Green Arrows fires a second stun arrow, dropping the man. ]]
Security Guard: Ugh!
[[ As Clark attends to the security guard, the Green Arrow escapes. ]]
Dr. Groll: Evening. Miss Lang, what are you doing?
Lana: Lionel Luthor knows about the black box, and he is willing to do anything to get his hands on it.
Dr. Groll: And you think I'm working with him?
Lana: Not yet. But trust me, when he approaches you - and he will - Lionel is going to make you an offer that is hard to resist. No matter what the bribe, you will come to us before you breathe a word to Lionel Luthor.
Dr. Groll: With all due respect, I work for Lex and not his girlfriend.
Lana: I'm not interested in your respect, Dr. Groll. I'm much more interested in your 14 years of employment here, your two girls that are now in prestigious prep schools, that new home that you just built on Sparling Lane. You have a pretty wonderful life.
Dr. Groll: Are you thr*at me?
Lana: Well, it just came to my attention that if the government or your colleagues were to find out that you were secretly testing alien w*apon, this life that you have worked so hard for may take an unfortunate turn.
Chloe: So, how'd you let this guy slip through your fingers?
Clark: This Green Arrow Bandit's got a lot of gadgets.
Chloe: Gadgets? Against the Man of Steel?
Clark: He's good, all right?
Chloe: Fine ... backing off. The Green Arrow Bandit? Is that really the name Lois came up with? If you ask me, I'd lose the "Bandit," but - not my story.
Clark: You know, with your competitive streak, I'm surprised you forfeited this one to Lois.
Chloe: Ha! Competition? Lois? I'm chalking this one up to pro bono.
Clark: Yeah, right.
Chloe: Okay, so idle hands aren't really my thing. I got the Safetex report on the arrows. They're made from an advanced titanium alloy that is untraceable.
Clark: What about the ring?
Chloe: None of the sh*ts I scanned on my computer came out to have a clean image. However, I may have forgotten to mention to Lois that my computer is compiling them to render a new one.
Lois: [ On the phone ] Look, you can tell the mail room to stop forwarding these bogus claims. Well, I highly doubt the Green Arrow is going to out himself on a Hello Kitty notepad. Yeah, thanks.
[[ As she gets off the phone, she sees 2 thugs in her apartment and struggles to get away from them, managing to make a phone call to Chloe. ]]
Lois: Ugh!
[[ Cellphone rings ] ]
Chloe: Lois, hey.
Lois: Aah! Chloe! Aah! Chloe, help!
Chloe: Clark, she's in trouble.
[[ Knock on door ] ]
Oliver Queen: Lois?
Clark: Looks like someone took her.
Oliver Queen: Took her, what are you talking about? Who would do that?
Clark: Isn't it obvious? The Green Arrow.
Oliver Queen: What makes you think he'd have anything to do with this?
Clark: He's wanted all over town for armed robbery. Lois is the one who publicly thr*at to unmask the guy. I guess he doesn't live by a code of honor.
Oliver Queen: Because it's not the same as yours? Maybe if you were as interested in finding out about this guy as you were in catching him, you wouldn't have realized that everything he's stolen so far has been bought off the black market.
Clark: You're saying Lionel's necklace is ...
Oliver Queen: Yeah. That's exactly what I'm saying. You've been on this hunt to return it to its original thief.
Clark: You think Lionel took her?
Oliver Queen: I think there are a lot of people out there that would go to any length to catch the Green Arrow.
[[ Cellphone playing music ] ]
[[ Cellphone beeps ] ]
Oliver Queen: I gotta go.
Clark: [ On the phone. ] Chloe, it's too late. There's no sign of her.
Chloe: Well, I might have something that will help ... the image from the ring finally rendered, and I'm sending it to you right now. It's a family crest. The only problem is ye old crest-makers weren't very creative. I mean, there's thousands of them, and they're all practically identical. It's gonna take me a little while to track this one down.
Clark: I've seen this before.
Chloe: Clark? Hello? Hello?
[ Clark arrives in Oliver Queen's apartment, recognizing the crest from Chloe's image. He walks up to one of the walls of the apartment and reveals a huge sliding door. Behind the door is a huge assortment of archery equipment and gadgets. On a table is an assortment of newspaper articles detailing the exploits of the Green Arrow. On an overhead monitor, an electronic voice reveals what was on Oliver's PDA - that Lois' position was being tracked and she is being held at the SafeTex facility. ]
Lois: Let me go!
Man: Shut up!
Lois: [ Muffled screaming ] Get your hands off me!
Lois: [ Coughing, gasping ]
Safetex Thug: How much do you know about the Green Arrow?
Lois: I should have known he wouldn't have the stones to face me in person. No! Aah!
[[ The two thugs grab Lois and dunk her into a tub of water. ]]
Lois: [ Coughing ]
Safetex Thug: You know who he is! Give me a name. What did you see?
[[ Lois spits in the thugs face and they pick her up again, again dunking her into the tub of water. ]]
Safetex Thug: Who's the Green Arrow?
Lois: Bandit ... Green Arrow Bandit. And like you don't know. That Errol Flynn wanna-be put you guys up to this.
Safetex Security Officer: That's enough. This Bandit ... has made a joke of the firm I've worked my life to build. He's walked off with more than $30 million from my clients.
Lois: Then why am I the one with bruises on my knees right now?
Safetex Security Officer: Because you splashed my humiliation across the front page of the paper, and now you're going to help me rectify that.
Lois: I don't know who he is.
[[ Lois is again dunked into the water, this time long enough to lose consciousness. ]]
Safetex Security Officer: She doesn't know anything. k*ll her.
Safetex Security Officer: Ugh! Aah!
[[ The thug fires a sh*t at Lois, which is intercepted by an arrow mid-flight. The Green Arrow swings in to take out the 2 thugs and the SafeTex owner, then gathers up Lois and uses a grappling hook to pull them up to the roof of the building. ]]
Lex: I didn't know blackmail was one of your talents.
Lana: Lex, um, I know I went behind your back, but I wanted to do this my way. And if you're mad ...
Lex: Actually, I'm impressed. I never had anyone try to protect me like that.
Lana: Lex, we have a serious problem ... your father. He isn't gonna stop until he gets that black box away from you.
Lex: Because he's afraid of what I'll do. What about you? Is there a part of you that wonders the same thing?
Lana: No. I believe in you. But, Lex, there is something that I haven't been completely honest with you about. I knew the box was a w*apon.
Lex: If the box is that dangerous, you want me to shut the project down, don't you?
Lana: No. Lex, it might be the only thing that will save us from them next time.
Lois: [ Groans ]
Oliver Queen: Are you okay?
Lois: No thanks to you.
Oliver Queen: I saved you.
Lois: Yeah ... from g*ons who were trying to find you. They're not the only one with a "v" for vendetta on your little leather ass.
Oliver Queen: Little? I've been really working the glutes lately, too.
Lois: Did the humor come with the costume?
Oliver Queen: Did the "tomb raider" routine come from wanting daddy's attention?
Lois: Oops. Guess my aim's a little rusty. Now ... let's take off those glasses and unveil our prince of thieves, shall we?
[[ As Lois reaches for his hood, Clark arrives and uses his heat vision to cause a distraction for the Green Arrow to escape, then races down to confront Oliver Queen who is riding away on his motorcycle. ]]
[[ Engine revving ] ]
Clark: Oliver Queen, you owe me one.
Oliver Queen: That was you on the roof? Why'd you let me get away?
Clark: I'm not sure Lois would understand why her new boyfriend leads a double life.
Oliver Queen: Or why one of her best friends does the same thing? I think we're even.
Clark: We'll be even when you return what you stole from Lionel.
Clark: Chloe, what's all the buzz?
Chloe: Seven stolen artifacts were anonymously returned to the Met, the Tate, and the Louvre. Looks like you've got some friendly competition in the knight-in-shining-armor arena.
Clark: The guy does a couple good things, and he goes from villain to hero overnight?
Chloe: Clark, every time he strikes some corrupt tycoon, an anonymous donation to some charity mysteriously appears the next day.
Clark: You don't care how many laws are broken to get it there?
Chloe: Well, I guess that's just the price of justice. I mean, if you ask me, he's a modern-day Robin Hood. That still doesn't mean I'm not dying to find out who he is, though. Oh, hey, I never heard back from you after I sent you the picture of that crest.
Clark: I kind of ran into a d*ad end.
Chloe: That's funny. So did I. All my files on the ring are gone ... including the backup files ... Clark?
Clark: Just don't look into him, Chloe.
Chloe: You know who he is, don't you?
Clark: As a favor to me, please don't.
Chloe: And he knows who you are. Well, I guess there's some sort of secret code of honor among superheroes.
Oliver Queen: What do we have here?
Lois: Yeah, not bad for a rookie, huh?
Oliver Queen: That's really incredible. You know you have every newspaper in the country calling this guy the Green Arrow. He's got a real following.
Lois: Yeah, well, so did Charles Manson.
Oliver Queen: I know this is a rare moment for you, but maybe you're overreacting. It's not like this guy's a k*ller.
Lois: Ollie, he's a thr*at to Metropolis, and I'm not gonna stop until I find out who he is. Trust me. You don't know the Green Arrow like I do.
Lex: [ Sighs ] Not thatI'd ever question your theatrical skills ...
Lionel: [ Laughs ]
Lex: ... But you really had Lana convinced. Thank you, Dad.
Lionel: Just following the script ... the script that you gave me, son. But, you know, if you really want to have an honest relationship with Lana, you should stop testing her.
Lex: Oh. Well, I had to be sure.
Lionel: [ Laughs ]
Lex: Another important lesson you taught me ... the greater the trust, the greater the betrayal.
Lionel: All right, Lex. What do I have to do to prove to you that I want to be a part of your life?
Lex: Part of my life or part of the project? I would never have told you about the box if you hadn't already known. But that's as close as you're ever gonna get to it.
Lionel: All right. All right. So what makes you think that I won't tell Lana Lang about the obstacle course you set up for her if I'm so untrustworthy?
Lex: Because you've put so much effort into fooling the Kents that you're a good man, you're starting to believe it yourself.
Oliver Queen: I didn't realize I was such a fascinating subject. You've been reading up on me. You and Lois ought to start a fan club.
Clark: You gonna tell her?
Oliver Queen: I don't know, Clark. You know, you seem to be doing a pretty good job skating by with this farm-boy charade.
Clark: You can't be with someone unless they know who you really are. Trust me, I've tried.
Oliver Queen: You lost her to Lex. Is that why you hate me, Clark? 'Cause I'm just another silver-spoon-fed rich boy, is that it? Or is it because I'm not willing to play the martyr like you?
Clark: You can play this game as long as you want. But sooner or later, you're gonna hurt her. You know that.
Oliver Queen: Well, you seem to have all the answers. So I guess it's a good thing I've decided to put this into safer hands. For the record, Lionel bought that off a notorious Bosnian w*rlord, used it to launder Luthercorp money.
Clark: So why give it to me?
Oliver Queen: Well, you seem to have a crystal-clear idea of what's right and what's wrong. You decide who it belongs to.
Clark: It's not as clear as it used to be. You really think it's right to steal, as long as it goes to a good cause?
Oliver Queen: That the end justifies the means? Absolutely, yes.
Clark: I'll never feel that way. You said you didn't owe me one, so why are you really here?
Oliver Queen: Clark, you have abilities I couldn't even dream of. And I admire that you use them to save the people you're close to.
Clark: But?
Oliver Queen: But there's a whole world of people out there, Clark. They need us. With your potential ... you can't wait for them to come to you. When you're ready to do something about that ... you let me know. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x04 - Arrow"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 26th, 2006
[ Excelsior Academy, October 26, 1996. ]
Duncan: Wait, why are Warrior Angel and Black Diamond fighting? I mean, they're friends. It doesn't make any sense.
Young Lex: Didn't you read issue 126?
Duncan: No, I didn't have any money that week. Why? What happened?
Young Lex: Okay, so, you know how Black Diamond's father is this supervillain, right? Well, in 126, he busts out of jail, and Warrior Angel has to take him down. But there's this accident, and the guy dies. And ...
Oliver: Look who it is, boys ... Weirdo Angel and his trusty sidekick, Grease Spot.
Young Lex: Give it back, Ollie.
Oliver: That's Mr. Queen to you, little man.
Duncan: It's okay, Lex. I'll just get another one.
Alden: Yeah, Duncan will just get another one. Oh, oh, wait, he can't.
Geoffrey: Oh, yeah, that's right. His mommy doesn't have any money. That's why he's on scholarship.
Young Lex: Shut up, Geoffrey. Shut up, Alden. Give it back ... Mr. Queen.
Oliver: Sure. You know what? Let's make this a two-parter.
Young Lex: Don't!
[ Laughter ]
Alden: Nice haircut, cue ball.
Geoffrey: Yeah. Come on. These girls aren't even worth it.
Alden: Loser.
Young Lex: One day, I'm gonna get those guys.
Lana: We had a stuffed crow at Smallville high. Two different worlds, huh?
Lex: In this case, I think I prefer yours.
Lana: If that's how you feel, why come to this thing?
Lex: Well, Lana, some of the deepest pockets in the country went to Excelsior. These alumni socials are good for business.
Lana: Well, then, let's be social so we can get the hell out of here.
Lois: Lana. Your billionaire drag you to this thing, too?
Lex: Oliver's here?
Lois: I don't get it. You put a bunch of pubescent boys in silly jackets and cram them full of pomp and circumstance. You're just asking for a round of "Lord of the Flies."
Oliver: I don't know. We all turned out all right. Didn't we?
Lex: I can only speak for myself. Geoffrey, Alden ... how's business?
Alden: Not as good as you, but, hey.
Lois: And you guys were all friends?
Lex: Something like that.
Geoffrey: Man, after 10 years, g*ng's all here.
Alden: Except for Duncan.
Lana: Who's Duncan?
Oliver: Know what? Maybe you ought to lay off, huh?
Alden: What? Like you weren't all thinking about ...
Oliver: Alden.
Geoffrey: C'mon, Alden.
Alden: Yeah, whatever. Good to see you, Lex. You did all right for yourself.
Alden: Duncan, if you were here, you'd still be a loser. [ Gasps ]
Lana: Oh, my God.
Oliver: You all right?
Alden: Just missed me. Must be my lucky day. Ugh!
Lionel: I heard what happened. Are you all right, son?
Lex: Nothing a little dry cleaning won't cure.
Lionel: That's distasteful, Lex, even for you.
Lex: What can I say? It's a nice suit.
Lionel: You weren't Alden's close friend, Lex, but still ...
Lex: I should muster up some tears anyway? Thanks, but I'll save them for someone who deserves it.
Lionel: I know, I know. Your life at Excelsior wasn't easy. And I know that memories can haunt us. But the best way to deal with them is to leave them behind us, bury them where they belong ... in the past.
Lex: Along with everything else, right, dad?
Lionel: I'm glad you're all right. If you need anything ...
Lex: I won't.
Lionel: Perhaps Miss Lang will have better luck comforting you. Would you give her my regards, please?
[ Excelsior Academy, seen in flashback. ]]
Duncan: What are you gonna do when you get out of here?
Young Lex: Don't know ... college, I guess.
Duncan: Then what?
Young Lex: My dad wants me to learn how to run his business.
Duncan: Are you gonna do it?
Young Lex: Hell, no. I can't stand that old bastard. What about you? What are you gonna do?
Duncan: I'm gonna help people, like Warrior Angel.
Young Lex: You better h*t the gym. Spandex is tough to pull off.
Duncan: No, no, I don't mean like the cape and stuff. I'm talking like a doctor or a lawyer or something.
Young Lex: Lawyer?
Duncan: Yeah ... working pro bono for the poor.
Young Lex: Don't let my dad hear you say that.
Duncan: Why? What's your dad got against poor people?
Young Lex: Everything. He thinks "poverty" is just another word for "lazy."
Duncan: What do you think?
Young Lex: I think it would drive my dad nuts if I got a job working with the poor. Got room for a partner?
Duncan: Allenmeyer and Luthor?
Young Lex: Luthor and Allenmeyer.
Duncan: Deal. Now all we gotta to do is graduate in one piece.
Young Lex: Shh!
Alden: Hurry! Did you get it?
Oliver: I got it! Let's go.
Alden: Man, this is too cool. Sweet, nobody saw us.
Duncan: What are they doing?
Young Lex: Stealing answers to the midterms.
[ Beep ]
Chloe: You know, you really didn't have to go to all this trouble, Mrs. Kent.
Martha: You can't live on coffee three meals a day, Chloe.
Chloe: I mix it up with the occasional blueberry muffin. What? That has a food group in it.
Clark: Barely. Did you find anything new?
Chloe: Tons. There have been reports of unusual occurrences happening all over the world. It's like the Wall of Weird went global. The worst att*ck was on a small village in the Kashmir region of India. The entire village was nearly destroyed.
Clark: Villagers said they saw something fall from the sky the night before. That's the same time I escaped from the Phantom Zone.
Martha: Do you think whatever it was got out when you escaped?
Chloe: Like the park ranger? How about a trip to the ice castle? Jor-El could help track down the Zoners before they do any more damage.
Clark: Zoners?
Chloe: "Escaped super-criminals from the Phantom Zone" is a little bit of a mouthful.
Clark: The Fortress is d*ad. There's no way to contact Jor-El, ask for his help. I should have just listened to him.
Chloe: And done what, Clark? k*lled Lex to stop Zod from taking over his body?
Martha: You're not a m*rder, Clark.
Clark: What about all those people in that village, mom? They might have died because of my actions. I need to know for sure.
Chloe: Then we need to find more crater impacts. Like the one you made when you came out of the Phantom Zone? I think our best bet would be satellite images.
Martha: I thought all the satellites were down on Dark Thursday?
Chloe: All except for a few owned by Queen Industries. Now, if we could get the access codes, I might be able to find an image of whatever it is that came down before the att*ck on that village.
Clark: Oliver Queen still owes me one. Maybe it's time to collect.
[ Siren wails ]
Geoffrey: Seeing somebody you laughed with, shared so many good times together ... seeing him laid out on the table like that ...
Lois: At least they say he didn't suffer.
Geoffrey: Yeah. But I'm guessing it didn't tickle, either.
Oliver: Alden called me a month ago. He said he wanted to go out for a drink, and I ... told him I was busy. I said I'd catch up with him later.
Lois: You couldn't have known something like this was gonna happen.
Geoffrey: All the more reason to live for today. Keep in touch with old friends?
Lois: Why don't you all get together while you're here? What about that Duncan guy? Does he live in Metropolis?
Oliver: Not anymore.
Geoffrey: I actually have to be getting back to Gotham, anyway. [ Sighs ] Got a great gal there, Ollie. Don't screw it up.
[ Chuckles ]
Lois: [ Sighs ] Smart guy. You should listen to him.
Oliver: I'm all ears.
[ As Geoffrey, leaves his driver finishes off a cigarette and tosses it aside. As they prepare to leave, the car begins to leak gasoline and before they can pull away, the cigarette rolls toward the puddle and ignites, bl*wing up the car in a huge fireball and throwing Lois and Oliver to the ground with the impact. ]]
[ Oliver is in his apartment, f*ring arrows at a target across the large room. He aims an arrow, closes his eyes and lets it fly, but does not hear the impact. Opening his eyes, he sees that Clark has entered, and caught the arrow mid-flight. ]]
Oliver: Clark. I was wondering if my security system would keep someone like you out.
Clark: Looks like you need an upgrade.
Oliver: Or you need to learn how to knock. It's okay. You know what? You can keep that arrow. I've got a new one. I was thinking about developing a boxing-glove arrow, and then I thought, "come up with somethinga little fancier."
[ Electricity crackles ]
Oliver: Contained Electromagnetic Pulse ... knocks out everything electrical within an 8-foot radius ... cameras, laser systems, pacemakers. That last one was a joke, Clark.
Clark: I'm laughing on the inside.
Oliver: Maybe we'll get lucky one day, and it'll bubble to the surface. To what do I owe the pleasure?
Clark: I need to talk to you about Queen Industries, their satellite grid.
Oliver: What about it?
Clark: My friend Chloe, she's doing a story on the global effects of Dark Thursday. She needs satellite images from that day, but none of them were working.
Oliver: Except mine.
Clark: Now, how'd you manage that?
Oliver: It's a trade secret. Tell you what ... I'll give your friend Chloe the access codes to the grid archive if you do one small thing for me.
Clark: What would that be?
Oliver: Help me figure out how Lex caused the accidental death of two of my friends.
Clark: You think Lex k*lled them?
Oliver: I've known Lex a lot longer than you, Clark. I've seen who he really is.
[Excelsior Academy, seen in flashback. ]
Young Lex: I'm just saying we should think about this.
Duncan: What's there to think about? We tell the headmaster what we saw, and then Queen and those two jerks are out of here.
Young Lex: But we have something on Queen now. No way is he ever gonna try anything again. We could use this, force him to act like our friend so we can have some respect in this place.
Duncan: You don't pretend to be friends with somebody, Lex. You either are or you aren't. I'm gonna turn them in.
Oliver: I thought you said you were gonna handle this.
Duncan: You told them?
Young Lex: This is our chance, Duncan. We don't have to be on the outside anymore.
Duncan: I ... I never felt that way, not when you were my friend.
Young Lex: Just listen to me.
Duncan: Get out of my way.
Oliver: Hey. Where do you think you're going?
Young Lex: Just keep your mouth shut, and everything will be okay.
Duncan: Get off of me!
[ Duncan pushes Lex aside, and, incensed, Lex rushes back at him, shoving him head first into a tree. ]]
Oliver: Whoa!
Alden: Get him, Lex! Yeah! Get him! Get on him!
[ Stunned, Duncan falls to the ground where Lex jumps on top of him, pounding Duncan's face with his fists repeatedly. ]]
Young Lex: Why do you have to be such a loser? Why can't you be like everybody else?
[ Lex wakes from a dream, breathing heavily. ]
Lana: Are you okay?
Lex: Yeah. Bad dream.
Lana: What was it about?
Lex: I don't remember.
Lana: Lex, it's normal to be upset. Alden died right in front of you.
Lex: Yeah, well, maybe he finally got what he deserved.
Lana: How can you say that about your friend?
Lex: I only had one friend at Excelsior. And it sure as hell wasn't him.
Lana: Do you want to talk about it?
Lex: Not really. Lana, I'm all right. I'm the last thing you have to worry about.
[ Lex pours himself a drink and when he sets down the bottle, it falls from edge of the table, striking the floor but not breaking. ]
Lana: The last thing, huh?
Lex: Well, at least it didn't break.
[ As Lex reaches for the bottle, it rolls out of his reach and across the floor. ]
Lana: Did you see that?
Lex: I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, Lana. [ He walks over and picks up the bottle ] See?
[ The lights begin to flicker wildly. ]
Lana: Lex?
[ A chandelier falls from above them. ]
Lex: Lana!
[ Lex looks to Lana who is cut and has been knocked unconscious by their fall. ]
Doctor: She sustained a fairly serious concussion, but the cat scans are negative. Couple of days' rest, she'll be fine.
Lex: I'll make sure she gets it.
Clark: Where's Lana?
Lex: She'll be fine. That's the only thing that matters.
Clark: I want to talk to her.
Lex: You lost your visiting rights a while back, Clark.
Clark: I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you, Lex. Since you've been with her, she has a funny habit of getting hurt.
Lex: And how many times did she wind up in the hospital when she was dating you? Save yourself a trip next time, Clark. Just send flowers.
[ Lex closes the hospital room door in Clark's face. ]
Lois: Ouch. That was harsh.
Clark: It's not like he's wrong, though. I've hurt Lana more than anyone else. She wouldn't even be with Lex if it wasn't for me.
Lois: Lana made that questionable choice on her own. Stop beating yourself up. That's my job. And my other one is sniffing out a good story.
Clark: That's why you're here?
Lois: I don't think Lana's chandelier run-in was an accident or that she was the target. In the past 24 hours, two of Lex and Oliver's old friends from boarding school died in violent accidents.
Clark: And you think Lex was almost the third.
Lois: I think it has something to do with a kid named Duncan they all knew, but Oliver won't tell me anything.
Clark: All right, listen, I don't want you to end up sharing a hospital room with Lana, all right? Get some distance between you and Oliver just for now.
Lois: Or I could man-up and get to the bottom of this like a real reporter ... preferably before the grim reaper drops something very heavy on my hot boyfriend.
Oliver: Is Lana gonna be okay?
Clark: I think so. Looks like you're wrong about Lex being the one behind the att*cks.
Oliver: Unless he orchestrated this one to throw off suspicion.
Clark: If Lex was the only one hurt, then I'd probably think the same thing.
Oliver: He loves Lana too much to risk her life.
[ Clark looks stricken. ]
Clark: These att*cks aren't random. Lois seems to think it may have something to do with a kid you went to school with back at Excelsior ... Duncan?
Oliver: It's not Duncan.
Clark: How can you be sure?
Oliver: Because Lex and I k*lled him 10 years ago.
[Excelsior Academy, seen in flashback.]
[Lex is on top of Duncan, pummeling his face and yelling wildly.]
Young Lex: Why do you have to be such a loser?
Oliver: Lex! Come on!
Alden: Lex, stop it!
Oliver: Lex, come on, stop!
Geoffrey: Dude ... psycho much?
Oliver: There's something seriously wrong with you.
Young Lex: Duncan.
Duncan: Get away from me! You want to be one of them so badly, Lex? Is that it? You can't stand being a loser like me? Well, congratulations, buddy. Now you're their friend. And you can all go ...
[ Duncan staggers away from them towards the gate at the school entrance. As he finishes telling them off, he steps out into the street, into the path of an oncoming car and is h*t. ]
Oliver: Duncan!
Geoffrey: Oh my God!
Oliver: Duncan suffered massive brain injuries.
Clark: Is there anything else that you haven't told me?
Oliver: Just the denouement ... Lionel Luthor sweeping in with the best doctors in the world to save Duncan.
Clark: Lionel?
Oliver: I thought it was an act of kindness. Now that I'm older, I realize it was just an act. Lionel was trying to cover up what happened between Lex and Duncan, trying to cover up the stink off the Luthor name.
Clark: How did he know about all this?
Oliver: He got the whole story from Lex. Duncan was on scholarship. His parents couldn't afford a band-aid, let alone a team of neurosurgeons. So Lionel promised to take care of the whole thing.
Clark: As long as everyone kept quiet.
Oliver: Not that it mattered. Duncan died two days later.
Clark: It was an accident. It just happened.
Oliver: No. No, I told myself that same lie for years. The truth is all of us might as well have pushed him out in front of that car. Alden, Geoffrey, Lex, me ... we all k*lled Duncan Allenmeyer.
Clark: What about his family? If they believe you k*lled him, one of them might be behind this.
Oliver: I thought about that, but the only relative I could find was his mother.
Clark: Where's she?
Oliver: Grandville Cemetery. She passed away a month ago.
Clark: There must be someone else, someone else you may have missed.
Oliver: I don't know. The only one who had contact with Duncan's family was Lionel. I'm not exactly high on his buddy list ... not a good chance of him talking to me.
[ As Clark enters the office, Lionel is at his desk studying a portfolio of photographs from Kawatche Cave. Seeing Clark, he quickly closes the portfolio. ]
Lionel: I was just on my way down the street to Pastis for lunch. You hungry?
Clark: No, this isn't a social visit.
Lionel: Oh, that's a pity. The owner's wife does a Soufflé au Fromage that is, well, it is out of this world.
Clark: Duncan Allenmeyer.
Lionel: How do you know that name?
Clark: Oliver Queen filled me in.
Lionel: Ah, yes, the Queen boy. He should know better than to dig up old skeletons.
Clark: I'm not sure he's the only one with a shovel in his hand. These att*cks ... I think someone who was close to Duncan is trying to settle a score.
Lionel: Lex was the only one close to him.
Clark: No other family members, besides his mother?
Lionel: Didn't have any.
Clark: There's got to be someone. What is it you're not telling me?
Lionel: [ Chuckles ] Clark.
Clark: Two people are already d*ad. Do you want to add Lex to the body count? Now please tell me.
Lionel: It was a tragedy, what happened to Duncan. I did everything possible to help him. I have continued to do that for the past 10 years.
Clark: Duncan's alive?
Lionel: My medical team was able to keep his heart beating. But the injuries from his accident have left him in a permanent vegetative state.
Clark: Why did you let everyone believe he was still d*ad?
Lionel: Clark ... I didn't want Lex to be crippled by his mistakes. I decided to make an arrangement with Duncan's mother. In exchange for her silence ... going along with the story ... I agreed to fund a research program dedicated to reversing the damage to her son's brain.
Clark: This is still going on.
Lionel: The best research minds in the world have tried hundreds of different treatments, but ...
Clark: What if one of them worked?
[ Wheels squeaking ]
[ In a secured hospital room, Duncan is sitting in a wheelchair, unresponsive. ]
Nurse: It's time for your treatment, Duncan.
[ The nurse uses a needle with glowing green fluid in it and injects it into Duncan's IV. As she does this, a green f*re appears in Duncan's eyes. ]
Lois: Smallville?
Clark: Lois, what are you doing here?
Lois: I'm following a lead. I checked out Duncan's mother.
Clark: She's d*ad.
Lois: I know that, Sherlock. On a hunch, I dug up all her old phone records. And every day while she was still kicking, she placed a call to this facility.
Clark: She was checking on her son.
Lois: Duncan? I thought he was d*ad.
Clark: Yeah, so did everyone else. I think he's in this room.
Lois: How do you know all this?
Clark: You're not the only one with hunches.
Lois: Nice work.
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Unh-unh. It's my story. I don't share bylines. [ Clears throat ] It's locked. You stay here. I'm gonna flirt us up a set of keys, all right?
[ When Lois walks away, Clark turns the knob, breaking the lock. ]
Clark: Lois. Maybe it was just stuck.
Lois: Well, ladies first.
[ Telephone beeps ]
Oliver: Yes?
Woman: He's arriving now, Mr. Queen.
Oliver: Thank you.
Oliver: Lex, I was wondering how long it was gonna take you to pop up.
Lex: I've been busy ... at the hospital.
Oliver: I heard about Lana. Is she gonna be all right?
Lex: She'll be fine ... not that you really care.
Oliver: No, I do care. I care that a nice girl like that ended up with a guy like you.
Lex: Ever since you came to Metropolis, I've been kidnapped, my life put in jeopardy, and now the woman I love is lying in a hospital bed.
Oliver: And you think that's my fault. Sounds to me more like bad karma.
Lex: Go back to Star City, Oliver ... while you still can.
Oliver: I've seen that look before. When was it? Oh, yeah ... when you almost b*at your only friend to death back at Excelsior.
[ Lex punches Oliver in the face. ]
Lex: That's good. First one's free. Next one's gonna cost you.
[ Lex swings again but Oliver ducks the punch and throws Lex across the room, breaking a glass table. ]
Oliver: Poor little Lex, always blaming everyone else for all of his problems.
Lex: Only when they're the cause.
[ Lex gets up and swings again, but Oliver dodges easily and again throws Lex across the room to the floor, landing heavily on a chair. ]
Oliver: You never could take responsibility for what happened to Duncan.
Lex: Like your hands were clean.
Oliver: No, not even close, but since then, I've been scrubbing 'em real hard. Yours just keep getting dirtier.
[ Glass rattling ]
[ The glass doors to the rooftop outside shatter, showering them with glass. Oliver pulls Lex out of harm's way, but Lex falls heavily, knocked unconscious. ]
Oliver: Lex.
[ Two large doors open, revealing Oliver's secret stash of Green Arrow w*apon. As he watches, an arrow is extracted, floats in mid-air and flies toward him, pinning his shoulder to the wall behind him. ]
Oliver: Aah!
Lois: I'm not a doctor, but I've seen enough Discovery Channel to know you don't get the squiggly lines when you're in a vegetative state.
Clark: Guess the new treatments are working.
Lois: What new treatment?
Clark: Something called 12-B. It's experimental. It's derived from refined meteor rocks.
Lois: Clark, they started giving him this stuff two days ago. Look at the injection times.
Lois: They coincide with the att*cks.
Lois: Maybe we just found our k*ller.
Clark: No, wait a minute ... these treatments, they might stimulate brain activity, but he's still in a wheelchair.
Lois: His body is, yeah, but look at his charts. His new cocktail is whipping up a hell of an electrical storm. Now, I read this article in the Inquisitor about brain waves and astral projection ...
Clark: Astral projection?
Lois: Do you have a better explanation? No. When was his last injection?
Lois: 20 minutes ago.
[ Rapid beeping ]
Lois: Oh, my God. It's happening again.
[ Clark speeds from the room. ]
Lois: Smallville, I ...
[Back in Oliver's apartment, another arrow is extracted from the Green Arrow collection, this time the Contained Electromagnetic Pulse arrow from earlier. As it is let loose, Clark rushes in and blocks it from striking Oliver, and sets off the electric charge. The room around them is bathed in the pulse, and this causes Duncan's body, back in the hospital, to convulse and flatline, as Lois looks on. ]
[ Clark arrives back at Duncan's room at the hospital as they are wheeling his sheet-draped body out on a stretcher. ]
Clark: Hey. What happened?
Lois: You went AWOL while things heated up, as usual.
Clark: I went to go find a phone to warn Oliver and Lex.
Lois: Did you get a hold of them? Are they all right?
Clark: A little worse for wear. Oliver said whatever happened just suddenly stopped.
Lois: Well, Duncan went flatline, like he blew a fuse or something. I wonder what caused it.
Clark: You need that for your article?
Lois: Well, it would be good if I were still going to write one.
Clark: But you're not?
Lois: It would make a juicy story for the Inquisitor, but considering the outcome, an exploitation piece on a catatonic patient astral-projecting his way to revenge might be in bad taste.
Clark: Would you still feel the same way if Oliver wasn't involved?
Lois: We've all done things we're not proud of. I just wish that Oliver didn't feel like he had to hide it from me.
Clark: You know ... sometimes in order to protect the people we love, we keep secrets.
Lois: That is ... totally ret*rd.
[ Clark chuckles as Lois walks away. ]
Lex: I wasn't the most popular kid at Excelsior ... the way I looked, the rumors about what happened to my brother, Julian. But Duncan didn't care. He was my only friend. And I betrayed him.
Lana: Lex, you were just a boy. What matters is the man you've become.
[ Oliver enters Lex's study. ]
Lex: You're early.
Oliver: It's not often I get invited into the lion's den. I didn't want you changing your mind.
Lana: I'm sure you two have a lot to discuss. Mr. Queen.
Oliver: Miss Lang.
[ Lana leaves them alone. ]
Oliver: You're a lucky man.
Lex: In more ways than one. I should be d*ad, but here I stand.
Oliver: You would have done the same thing for me. Right?
Lex: I wanted to say thank you. And that's all I wanted to say. I'm sure you have business to get back to.
Oliver: Lex. What happened to Duncan ... the way I treated both of you ... it's not something that I'm proud of. I want you to know how much I regret it.
Lex: And I regret ... ever thinking I needed friends like you.
Lex: Why did you lie to me? All those years, you let me think he was d*ad.
Lionel: What would you have done if you had known the truth? Make daily pilgrimages to the poor boy's bedside? Yes, I let you think he was d*ad. I was giving you a chance to move on with your life ... to go forward, not back.
Lex: You didn't do this for me. You convinced Duncan's mother to declare him d*ad so you could use him as a guinea pig. And one of your treatments tapped into a very powerful part of the human brain.
Lionel: All right, all right, let's assume that's true. Would that have made a difference? You were responsible for what happened to Duncan Allenmeyer. Nothing is ever gonna change that.
Lex: Well, like you said, dad ... the only thing I can do is look forward. I want to see the data on Duncan's last treatment. Have it on my desk first thing in the morning.
Oliver: So, that thing that att*cked us, Duncan's astral body or whatever you want to call it, must have been some form of electrical manifestation.
Clark: And it got fried by your electromagnetic arrow. Along with what was left of Duncan's brain.
Oliver: Yeah,I guess you're right.
Clark: You know, making the wrong choices and living with the consequences ... it's not easy, is it?
Oliver: Speaking from experience, huh?
Clark: More than I'd like.
Oliver: You know, we all make bad choices, Clark. All we can do is hope to make the right ones in the future, right?
Chloe: Clark. I'm sorry. I didn't realize you had company.
Clark: Chloe, Oliver Queen.
Chloe: Oh, hi. I feel ike I know you already. Lois talks about you all the time.
Oliver: I was actually just gonna go see Lois right now. Maybe it's time I did some talking. Well, look, I'm looking forward to your article on Dark Thursday. I hope my satellite images helped.
Chloe: Yeah.
Oliver: Good. It's good to meet you. Clark.
[ Oliver leaves the barn. ]
Chloe: Wow. In person, he is really ... wow.
Clark: Chloe, were you able to pull anything off the satellites?
Chloe: Oh, yeah, well, I'm still sifting through the images, but I already found a handful of craters that match the one you made when you busted out of the Phantom Zone.
Clark: Which means more Zoners on Earth. Did you find the one in India?
Chloe: That was just a smoking hole, but I did find another one in Australia that I thought you might want to take a look at.
Clark: Is there someone in the crater?
Chloe: I blew it up as much as I could. It's not very clear, but ... what is it?
Clark: Raya. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x05 - Reunion"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 2nd, 2006
[6 weeks ago: Oakland California ]
[2 guys are playing one-on-one basketball on an inner-city court. ]
Lamar: Come on, tippy toes.
Yance: Huh?
Lamar: You got to learn how to tango, baby.
Yance: Yeah, baby.
[Grunts ]
Lamar: That's game! Guess you won't be dancin' with the stars ...
[Sighs ]
Lamar: Time to pony up, Yance.
Yance: Think I'm paying you, man - you're crazy.
Lamar: C'mon dog, you set the table and I cleaned up.
Yance: A'ight, tomorrow night - best 2 out of 3.
Lamar: Can't do it man, I gotta study.
Yance: C'mon man, you know you gotta square me up.
Lamar: Look, I gotta test man, I can't ...
[In the sky, there is a far-off expl*si*n and a burst of light. A bolt from that expl*si*n flies toward them, striking the railroad tracks near them. ]
Yance: Hey, what was that? No way, man, don't go back there. Don't you ever watch movies?
[Lamar walks up to the smoking crater left by the impact and sees a figure writhing on the ground. The figure notices him - it is a Phantom escaped from the Phantom Zone - and flies toward him, immediately taking over his body. ]
Yance: Yo ... that was some creepy creepy, man.
Baern: That was some creepy creepy, man. Where is Kal-El?
Yance: What El?
Baern: I said, "where is Kal-El?"
Yance: What you going on about, man? What's Kal-El?
[The Phantom, now in Lamar's body, sh**t an energy burst from his hands, obliterating Yance and leaving nothing but a smoking sneaker behind. ]
Lana: Middle of the night, mysterious meeting, suspicious briefcase? You normally just call me with an update, Dr. Groll. Why all the intrigue?
Dr. Groll: The precautions aren't for dramatic effect.
Lana: Are you in some sort of danger?
Dr. Groll: I think we both are. The cds contain all my research on the box ... every test result, every theory I've written.
Lana: You're quitting.
Dr. Groll: I'm disappearing.
Lana: Don't you think that's a bit extreme?
Dr. Groll: You'll find that when you're in as deep as we are with the Luthors, they won't let you just walk away. We've started military testing.
Lana: I thought we were still in the analysis phase. Lex didn't tell me that we were already testing with the military.
Dr. Groll: Forgive me, but I believe that there's a lot that Lex neglects to tell you.
Lana: You could have just left. Why come to me?
Dr. Groll: Because I'm not the only one I'm worried about. Despite our differences, Miss Lang, I thought you deserved a warning. I'm getting as far away from the Luthors as possible. I suggest you do the same.
[From a distance away, Jimmy Olsen captures the whole scene with his camera. ]
Clark: Oakland, California.
Chloe: Local authorities determined it was made by a sh**ting star, but that was just wishful thinking. Sorry. It impacted six weeks ago, right around the time you fell out of the Phantom Zone. It gets worse. He's already k*lled once. Two boys went missing on the site of the crater. All they found were human ashes and a basketball.
Clark: Sounds like heat vision.
Chloe: Not unless your heat vision comes with a radiation setting. The ashes were off the geiger charts, and the next day, the nuclear facilities 20 miles away were h*t.
Clark: Any idea why the Zoner would be there?
Chloe: Well, aside from giving the five researchers a premature cremation, the radioactive material that they'd been working with was sucked dry.
Clark: It's almost like he was feeding off it. We need to check all the plants in the area.
Chloe: Hello? Um, have you met me? There have been a half a dozen incidents across the continent. The most recent one was just outside of Metropolis.
Clark: Chloe, these att*cks form a straight line.
Chloe: Headed directly towards you.
Clark: Chloe ...
Chloe: I'll make a list of all the possible sites within a 100-mile radius. I'll call you.
Clark: Thanks.
[Clark hears something outside, and when he goes to look he sees a woman emerge from the shadows. ]
Clark: Raya?
Raya: Hello, Kal-El.
Clark: I was afraid I'd never see you again. I'm sorry. I didn't want to leave you in the Phantom Zone.
Raya: You had no choice. It's okay, Kal-El. And if it wasn't for you, I would have never escaped. I would have never seen all this. It's more beautiful than the world your father described.
Clark: How'd you find me?
Raya: Your father told me about the family he had chosen for you, about Smallville. It must have been hard growing up here by yourself.
Clark: I had my parents. I had my friends.
Raya: But no one who really understood you.
Clark: You mean what was it like to grow up with such a big secret?
Raya: And the amazing rush of racing trains, knowing nothing can hurt you.
Clark: I used to try to pretend not to notice, but sometimes I would catch my dad watching me when I'd picked something up that was impossible for him to even move. He wanted so much to know what that felt like.
Raya: But he never could.
Clark: No matter how I think I fit in ... every day I'm reminded I'm not one of them.
Raya: You're not alone anymore. I'm here.
Chloe: Hey! The wayward boyfriend returns. Jimmy, we're in the bullpen, not the back of my Yaris.
Jimmy: Which I am looking forward to visiting again soon. But first, you need a swanky new dress. Got to look sharp when we're accepting our Pulitzer ... your words, my pictures. You think I should rent a tux, or is that too stuffy?
Chloe: Jimmy, I would hold off on the bow tie. This is a bumper.
Jimmy: Yeah, but watch. This guy takes a metal briefcase into the car and leaves without it.
Chloe: What were they doing out there?
Jimmy: Well, I'm working on it.
Chloe: Well, who is this mystery man?
Jimmy: I ... don't know.
Chloe: What's in the briefcase?
Jimmy: Something illegal?
Chloe: Jimmy, this isn't a story. It's a hunch. Besides what were you doing playing stalkerazzi in the middle of the night following Lex Luthor around?
Jimmy: Being proactive, hopefully nailing a front-page sh*t. You don't think some back-alley hand-off is suspicious?
Chloe: I think Lex Luthor getting out of bed in the morning is suspicious, but you need facts. You need proof.
Jimmy: Well, thanks for the pop-up commentary, but that's where I was ... you know, kind of hoping that you would come in.
Chloe: Look, Jimmy, I've dealt with the Luthors before. And the kind of ball they play is very, very hard.
Jimmy: Then I guess I better bring my bat. Appreciate the help.
Chloe: Jimmy ...
Chloe: [ Sighs ] You nearly gave me a heart att*ck.
Baern: Serious lack of signage down here. Which way is archives?
Chloe: It's over there. Are you, um, one of the new ... interns?
[Baern is sitting at a computer in the archives section, scanning through old newspaper articles. He finall stops on a picture of Clark. ]
Baern: Kal-El.
Lex: What do you mean Groll's lab is cleaned out? This schematic can't be all that's left. What about all the research? Just find him.
Jimmy: Mr. Luthor, thanks for seeing me.
Lex: Your girlfriend is very close with the person I care most about. That's the only reason you're here, Mr. Olsen.
Jimmy: Uh, would you mind if I start with a few pictures?
Lex: Actually, I do. I'll have my people send you a publicity sh*t.
Jimmy: Right.
Lex: So, what is this about?
Jimmy: Okay, then. [ Chuckles ] Down to business. What exactly is your connection to this man, Mr. Luthor, and what was in the steel case that he gave you?
[Lex looks through the photographs that Jimmy gives him and is clearly surprised by the late-night meeting. Showing no outward signs, he sighs, but seems unfazed. ]
Jimmy: Can I take that as a "no comment"?
Lex: [ Chuckles ] You know, James, I was very happy to hear that Chloe finally landed a boyfriend. It appears my jubilation was premature. [ To a security guard ] Mr. Olsen has to get back to Metropolis. [ As Lex speaks to the guard, Jimmy takes a picture of the schematic on Lex's desk with a tiny camera. ] Make sure he finds the way out.
Lex: Jimmy. Tell Chloe Lana says hello. And if you ever try anything like this again, you'll be leaving through the window, no matter who you're dating.
[Lex picks up the photos again, then slams them down on the desk. He finds Lana in her room, holding up a set of keys in front of her. ]
Lex: I thought I should just give you the car since you obviously don't like asking to borrow it.
Lana: I didn't know that I had to.
Lex: Lana, the car is not a big deal. You sneaking out of the house at midnight ... that bothers me.
Lana: There's nothing to be upset about, Lex. I had a late-night craving for ice cream.
Lex: Mocha mint? That's your favorite, right? What's Dr. Groll's? Did you honestly think this wouldn't catch up with you? I don't like playing cat-and-mouse games, Lana.
Lana: Is it the game that you don't like ... or the fact that someone's playing it on your level?
Lex: I don't know where you stashed the box, but I want it back now. Please.
Raya: You cheated.
Clark: I couldn't let a rookie catch me in the last county.
Raya: Jor-El would have never let you get away with that.
Clark: What was he like? My father.
Raya: Brave ... strong ... with the biggest heart of anyone I've ever known.
Clark: To be honest, that's not the Jor-El I imagined.
Raya: He was determined to save us. I remember helping him build your ship. He was so careful, planning every detail, down to your baby blanket. I wish that he could see you now.
Clark: I haven't been the best son.
Raya: Your father was hard on himself, too. He felt guilty that he couldn't save Krypton. His only redemption was sending you to save Earth.
Clark: Save it from what?
Raya: Extinction. Your civilization is going to destroy itself, just like Krypton. You should know this. It was part of your training.
Clark: I haven't started my training. Now the Fortress is damaged. Jor-El tried to warn me, but I didn't listen. I mean, how could I trust someone who brought so much pain into my life?
Raya: Pain is a part of anyone's journey, Kal-El. You can't escape it. You must accept your destiny.
Baern: [ From the loft above them ] Too bad that destiny's just gotten a little shorter. [ Walking down the steps ] The last son of Krypton. [Chuckles ] I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Clark: You're the one who's been coming for me.
Baern: And I think it will be worth the trip. What's the matter, Raya? Don't recognize an old friend? It's me, Baern.
Raya: He's one of the Phantoms.
Baern: How do you like the new suit?
Clark: What do you want?
Baern: To pay back your old man for giving me a one-way ticket to hell. But then he had to go and get himself eviscerated along with everyone else from that ice cube you call a planet. So I guess you'll have to do.
[Baern sh**t energy beams at Clark, sending him flying through the barn wall. He tries to att*ck Raya but she is too fast for him and kicks out at him first, sending him through another wall. She runs to check on Clark while Baern escapes. ]
Raya: Kal-El?
Clark: Where is he?
Clark: I know my father told you where he sent me, but how did Baern know?
Raya: After Krypton fell and Jor-El was d*ad, the prisoners in the Phantom Zone discovered that he'd only managed to save his own son. The story of your survival was a myth, a rumor ... one of hope for some of us and revenge for others.
Clark: For someone who's been dreaming of k*lling me for the last 20 years, his visit was a little short-lived.
Raya: I don't think he was expecting to fight both of us. He was weakening. His race feeds off radioactive energy.
Clark: So that's why he's so strong.
Raya: Baern k*lled hundreds on his own planet before he came to Krypton. But Jor-El managed to exile him to the Phantom Zone.
Clark: I'm guessing Baern is searching for a new energy source.
Raya: It won't take him long. He can sense power sources. There's only one thing that can stop him ... your father's crystal.
Chloe: Hey. I've sent you like 10 text messages.
Jimmy: Really? I must have missed them.
Chloe: Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have blown off your conspiracy theory about Lex. I just wanted to make sure that you knew what a shark he is.
Jimmy: I know. You're right.
Chloe: So you're dropping it?
Jimmy: No, I meant that you were right that I needed proof, so I pulled a little "how about a little free publicity for your pet charity" with Luthor the lesser, and I got my foot in the door and took a look around.
Chloe: Wow, you must have been pretty persuasive. Lex doesn't usually take interviews.
Jimmy: Yeah ... actually, I may have dropped your name. Look, I'm sorry, but I had to. It was so worth it. Take a look.
Chloe: Oh, my God.
Jimmy: You see those symbols? They're like hieroglyphics. Do you knoww that this means, Chloe? Lex is working with the Egyptians.
Chloe: You know, I think you're right. Why don't you make a bunch of copies of these, and I'll call the embassy and see what I can dig up?
Jimmy: Hey, now, that is my girl.
Raya: Baern wouldn't have left the area with you still alive.
Clark: There must be some other place he'd go ... maybe a military installation the public doesn't know about.
Chloe: Hey, I've been trying to call you. Where have you been?
Clark: Racing around. Chloe, this is Raya.
Chloe: Oh, Raya. Wow. It's nice to know something good finally came out of the Phantom Zone, especially since we have a big problem.
Clark: Chloe, this is what Zod was gonna use to wipe out the Earth. Where'd you get this?
Chloe: Jimmy took it. It was on Lex's desk.
Clark: I thought I destroyed it.
Raya: I know this design. It's part of the brain interactive construct.
Chloe: What?
Raya: Brainiac ... this box is its power core. Kryptonian energy source exponentially stronger than anything here on Earth.
Clark: Baern ...
Raya: If he gets a hold of this, it'll give him enough power to fuel him indefinitely ... and k*ll us both.
Lana: Safe and sound.
Lex: You didn't keep it.
Lana: It's not mine to keep.
Lex: Incredible, isn't it? Such a small, fragmented piece of metal. It might hold the secrets of the universe.
Lana: Or a new way to destroy ourselves. Lex, you didn't tell me you started working with the military.
Lex: Well, who better to help defend us? Lana, the future always has risks. That doesn't mean we shouldn't move forward. I thought we were in this together.
Lana: We still are ... just not on the same side. Lex, you're obsessed. We've been through this before with the ship, and something has got to give. The box ... or me.
[Lana turns to leave, but when she opens the door to the study, Baern is standing there. ]
Baern: You have something I need.
Lex: Lana, call security.
Baern: They're kind of unavailable right now.
Lex: You're not getting near it. [ Lex steps between Baern and the black box, but Baern throws Lex across the room and crashing through his glass desk. ] Aah!
Lana: Lex!
[Baern holds his hand over the box, feeding off its energy until there is nothing left but a pile of dust. As he does, Lex and Lana escape from the room. ]
Lana: Lex ...
Lex: It's only a second-degree burn ... nothing to worry about. They want to run an x-ray to make sure my ribs are all right.
Lana: How did that thing know about the box?
Lex: That's exactly what I was wondering.
Lana: Do you think that I'd actually be involved in something like this, that I'd let you get hurt?
Lex: No ... of course not.
[Footsteps approaching ]
Lana: Clark.
Lex: What are you doing here?
Clark: I went by the mansion. I heard you were taken to the hospital. You okay?
Lex: We're fine, Clark ... both of us.
Clark: What happened?
Lex: We had an uninvited guest, but ... we're used to that kind of thing.
Clark: I'm glad you're all right, then.
[Door opens ]
Doctor: Mr Luthor, let's get you down to x-ray.
[Lex leaves the room. ]
Lana: Hate to question your good-natured visit, but are you really interested in Lex's health? What's the real reason you're here?
Clark: Look, you don't want to get in the middle of this.
Lana: No, you don't want me in the middle of it, but it's too late. Clark, stop trying to think up excuses and just tell me what's going on.
[Clark considers this, then pulls out the image of the black box schematic. ]
Clark: Have you seen this before?
Lana: Yes. But it doesn't matter anymore. It's just a pile of ash now. That thing destroyed it.
Clark: Raya, I told you the Fortress is d*ad. Why are we here?
Raya: It's our only hope to defeat Baern. This was all we had left of our home, Kal-El.
Clark: And now it's gone, too.
Raya: It was more than that. The Fortress was a storehouse for all the knowledge in the universe ... at least all that we had. How could this happen?
Clark: I'm sorry. I don't know how to bring it back.
Raya: Your father wouldn't have given up so easily.
Clark: I haven't given up. I don't know what else to do. I've tried everything.
Raya: Everything except the training your father wanted for you.
Clark: So, why are we here?
Raya: Baern is too dangerous to att*ck anywhere else. With the power he absorbed from the box, he could wipe out half a continent.
Clark: If he's that strong, will the crystal still work?
Raya: It should, provided we stay alive long enough to use it.
Clark: I'm not sure it'll be that easy just to lure him here.
Raya: I'm gonna see if I can reroute whatever residual power is left ... just enough to send out a signal ... to let Baern know you're here.
Martha: Clark, I'm home. I canceled the rest of my meetings and came back early. If I had to listen to one more egoist droning on about the need for school reform rather than actually doing something about it ... Clark?
Baern: Don't you mean Kal-El? He left without saying goodbye.
Martha: Who are you? Where's Clark?
Baern: That's what I would like to know.
[High-pitched humming ]
Baern: Kal-El.
Raya: That's all the power I was able to draw. Hopefully it'll be enough.
Clark: That sound ... I've heard it before.
Raya: Every Kryptonian family has a unique tone ... a beacon to identify itself. Baern's sure to recognize yours.
Clark: And follow it straight to me.
Baern: So this is Jor-El's famed Fortress of knowledge. I thought it'd be bigger.
Clark: It doesn't matter. You won't be staying long.
Baern: Big talk, big man. I'm surprised you're still standing. I guess Jor-El was right about how the yellow sun affects you Kryptonian cockroaches. But I'm back. And now ... I'm supersized. This is the perfect place for the fall of the House of El. [ Baern sh**t out energy at Clark who tries to deflect it with the crystal, but is thrown backwards. ] Paying for the sins of your father can be a bitch.
[When Baern tries another energy beam, Raya steps into its path, allowing Clark to retrieve the crystal, but the energy beam passes all the way through her. ]
Raya: No-o-o-o-o-o-o!
[Clark faces down Baern with the crystal, this time gaining the upper hand. Finally, the Phantom is removed from Lamar's body, and he falls heavily to the ground. ]
Clark: Raya?
[Gasping ]
[Coughs ]
Clark: Raya.
Raya: The crystal ... it has enough power now. Restore the Fortress.
Clark: You can't leave me, not now.
Raya: I'm sorry ... I couldn't share in your destiny ... Kal-El.
Lamar: What happened? Where am I?
Clark: A hospital ... in Kansas.
Lamar: Kansas?
Clark: Do you have any idea how you got here?
Lamar: I barely even know where here is ... I mean, no ball, no beach. Kansas is strictly flyover.
Clark: So, the last six weeks ...
Lamar: Six weeks? The last thing I remember was ... I was playing ball with my boy Yance and after that ... nothing. Am I supposed to know you?
Clark: No. My name's Clark kent. We found you unconscious, and I didn't know what else to do, so I brought you here.
Lamar: This is crazy.
Clark: Yeah. The doctors say you're gonna be all right.
Lamar: I get the feeling I've got you to thank for that, man. Kansas, huh?
Clark: [ Chuckles lightly ] Kansas.
Chloe: Oh, no, I know that look. Meeting didn't go well with the editor, huh?
Jimmy: Some meeting. I pitched my take on the Lex Luthor-Egyptians conspiracy, and they refused to put somebody on the story. And I had proof.
Chloe: Well, maybe not definitive proof, but you definitely were on to something. I'm sorry, Jimmy.
Jimmy: That's not even the worst of it.
Chloe: Well, you couldn't have been demoted. I mean, you can't get any lower.
Jimmy: Try unemployment. Apparently Lex made a call. They fired me.
Chloe: What!?
Jimmy: Look, I managed to talk my way back, but only as far as the basement.
Chloe: Well, don't knock the basement.
Jimmy: My career's over. Scanning other people's photos at the archive for the rest of my life.
Chloe: No, you won't. In fact, you should consider the fact that Lex tried to get you fired a compliment. If you hadn't been so good at your job ... too good ... he wouldn't have even bothered. You're gonna be a great photographer one day, Jimmy Olsen.
Lex: I thought maybe you'd had another sweet-tooth att*ck.
Lana: Don't worry, Lex. I'm not going anywhere.
Lex: You sure?
Lana: Not tonight.
Lex: I think we need to reassess some things.
Lana: Because of the box?
Lex: Because you lied to me, Lana. After all your talk about honesty.
Lana: Then I guess we're even. I'm just glad that the box was destroyed.
Lex: How can you say that? You've seen what can happen, the thr*at that are out there, that the box was our only hope of defending ourselves.
Lana: The human race has survived this long. It doesn't need Lex Luthor to save it. You know, our conversation was interrupted.
Lex: What, you mean your ultimatum? Do you honestly think I wouldn't have chosen you?
Lana: I guess we'll never know.
Martha: Raya sounds like an amazing woman.
Clark: I wish you could have met her. She loved this place, this whole world. She barely had enough time to discover it ... before she gave her life to protect it.
Martha: It looks like Krypton gave us more than one hero. I'm so sorry, Clark.
Clark: When I was with Raya ... ... I didn't feel alone anymore.
Martha: Clark ...
Clark: Mom, I know how much you love me and how much dad ... but I've always felt ... different. Because I am. And Raya was the first person I ever met who could really understand that. And I don't think I ever really thought about what I'd lost ... a family, a whole race of people who were just like me. For the first time, I'm ready to stop running ... from who I really am ... from my destiny.
Martha: Your training with Jor-El ... you want to go.
Clark: But I can't ... not yet ... not until every prisoner that I released from the Phantom Zone is returned ... or destroyed.
[At the Fortress, the d*ad, dark crystal walls come to life, shining radiantly.] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x06 - Fallout"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 9th, 2006
[ In Oliver's apartment, Lois and Oliver and kissing passionately. ]
Lois: Wait. I have a surprise for you.
Oliver: Well, I like surprises. But I don't like to wait.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] It'll be worth it. Trust me.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Car alarm blaring, glass breaking in the distance. Oliver goes out to his balcony and sees a carjacking in progress, with 2 g*n terrorizing a young couple. He goes back into the apartment and dons the Green Arrow suit. ]
Thug #1: Come on! Get out of the car! Get out! Hey!
Young Man: Hey! Please, don't hurt her!
Thug #1: [ Grunts ] Come on!
Thug #1: Get up! That's it.
Woman: No! No! No!
Thug #1: You want some of this?
Green Arrow: They don't, but I do.
[ Green Arrow takes out one of the thugs, and the other one jumps in their car and drives away. As the car descends the parking structure, Green Arrow fires an arrow into the car, causing the thug to veer off into some parked cars. ]
[ Upstairs in Oliver's apartment, Lois walks down the stairs, now dressed very provocatively in only a long-sleeved dress shirt. She walks around the apartment, searching for Oliver. ]
Lois: Oliver? Okay, I'm pretty open-minded, but kinky hide-and-seek really isn't my game. Okay, you win. Ollie, Ollie, whatever, whatever. Okay, Oliver, this isn't funny.[ Chuckles ] Where are you? Good one, Lois.
[ Inside the car downstairs, Green Arrow has handcuffed the thug to the steering wheel. ]
Green Arrow: Don't worry. The cops will have a key.
[ As he exits the car, Green Arrow turns to find the first thug with a g*n pointed at him. ]
Thug #1: Surprise.
[ The thug sh**t Green Arrow in the chest and he falls to the ground with a pool of blood spreading out beneath him. ]
Clark: Mom, I know I have a big appetite, but you got enough food here to feed a small army.
Martha: I thought it'd be a good idea to invite a few people over for Thanksgiving this year.
Clark: Actually, I was hoping we could keep it low-key. I'm not feeling very thankful this year.
Martha: Well, I know it's gonna be a hard day, Clark, especially after what just happened to Raya, but company could help.
Clark: Mom, it was dad's holiday. He carved the turkey.
Martha: I can carve this year.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Mom, he was the one who made sure we all said what we were thankful for. He always made sure that I was thankful for my abilities. But you know what? He was wrong. If I was normal, he would still be here ... carving the turkey with grandpa's old carving Kn*fe.
[ Door opens and Lois enters. ]
Lois: Hey. So you can scratch Oliver's name off the Thanksgiving guest list ... or any other guest list, for that matter. I'm solo.
Martha: Well, that's too bad. What happened?
Lois: Last night he pulled another one of his trademark disappearing acts ... smack in the middle of a date.
Martha: Well, I'm sorry, Lois.
Lois: Oh, don't be. I mean, who's kidding who here? We had no future. He's a world renowned billionaire, and I am a nail-biting, talon-doling tabloid reporter.
Clark: Lois, I'm sure you'll find someone who's better suited for you.
Lois: Yeah, I know, I know ... life goes on. At least for some people. Have you heard the news? The Green Arrow was sh*t last night. It's in today's Planet. A man found him bleeding and ran for help, but when the cops finally got there, all that was left was a bloodstain.
[ Door opens ]
Lana: Lex? I found the charitable organization I want to focus on. It's Second Chance Halfway House. I have the time, and I heard you mention their name on the phone, and then I found this brochure. What an amazing program. I don't see why they can't be in every city in this country.
Lex: Lana, you'd be in contact with violent criminals just released from prison.
Lana: Maybe from time to time. But mostly I'd be at the central office.
Lex: Look, why not channel your energy into the Youth Foundation or the Center for Victims' Rights?
Lana: Because this is what I want to do.
Lex: I'm just trying to protect you.
Lana: What is it with people feeling like they have to protect me? Lex, I don't need to be watched over.
Lex: I didn't say you did. I want you to be safe.
Lana: Well, this isn't about what you want. This is about what I want.
Lex: Pick any other project. I'm sorry.
[ Lana is shocked and turns to leave the study. ]
[ Oliver is lifting weights in his apartment as Clark arrives. ]
Clark: You're looking awfully healthy.
Oliver: It's called exercise, Clark. It's something we mere mortals have to do from time to time.
Clark: According to the Daily Planet, the Green Arrow was sh*t last night.
Oliver: If I was sh*t, don't you think I'd be laying in a hospital or a morgue? I'm not bulletproof like you are, Clark. Besides, you of all people should know better than to believe everything you read in the newspaper.
Clark: It's the Daily Planet, not the Inquisitor. A witness saw you lying in a pool of blood.
Oliver: Well, maybe it was someone else with a preference for green.
Clark: What's your Green Arrow gear doing out in the middle of the room?
Oliver: I'm uploading a video. Check this out. See that? Now I've got footage of the scumbags, so if they try to get away, I can track them down.
Clark: Oliver, you're getting sloppy. Your gear's out in the middle of the room, the door's unlocked. That could have been Lois coming through the door.
Oliver: You know, I've had a lot on my mind lately, all right? Apparently, you were too busy using your powers to bale hay than to realize there's a crime wave in Metropolis. Let me ask you a question. Are you ever gonna get off your ass and finally do something for a change?
Clark: I didn't come here to be insulted.
Oliver: Well you know what? There's the door. I don't remember you being invited.
Clark: Oliver, what's going on with you?
Oliver: Clark, I don't need to take advice from someone whose only worry in life is to protect his own identity.
Clark: That's a lie. You know it.
Oliver: Let me tell you somthing - when I'm out there, when I'm out on the streets, I'm protecting people, all right? I got much bigger things to worry about ... like staying alive!
[ As he says this, Oliver breaks a water glass in his bare hands, cutting his palm badly. ]
Clark: You okay?
Oliver: I'm fine. Just get out of here.
Clark: You sure?
Oliver: Go!
[ Clark leaves but as he enters the elevator, he uses his x-ray vision to see that Oliver has pulled out a syringe and sh**t a substance into his arm. When Oliver removes the towel from his injured hand, the cut has completely healed without a scratch. ]
[ Knock on door ]
Lois: Come in.
Clark: Wow. Since when did you turn the apartment into a florist shop?
Lois: [ Sighs ]They're from Oliver.
Clark: Wait a second. The guy smothers you with flowers, and you forget everything he's done?
Lois: Please. I'm not that gullible. The whole botanical overkill is just a lame attempt to beg forgiveness.
Clark: Well, if he shows up in person to beg for forgiveness, don't answer the door. Lois, I went to talk to him at his apartment.
Lois: You didn't. What were you thinking?
Clark: I was looking out for you.
Lois: I have 20/20 vision, Smallville. I look out for myself.
Clark: When I was in his apartment, I found a needle and a syringe. Unless they're doctor-prescribed, I think Oliver's doing drugs.
Lois: This actually explains a lot. All those times he disappeared. I should have known. He said that Thanksgiving was a hard time of year ... made him think about his parents.
Clark: Lois, I think you might want to keep your distance.
Lois: He has a substance-abuse problem, not leprosy. And I am not going to abandon him when he needs me the most.
Clark: He's not himself right now, and based on his behavior, I don't think he's someone you want to be around.
Lois: Well, see, that's the difference between you and me, Clark. I don't desert people when they need help.
Oliver: You're a miracle worker, doc.
Dr. Black: We need to talk, Mr. Queen.
Oliver: We certainly do. I finally found myself injured badly enough to use the RL65. And it works ... perfectly. And not just once ... I cut my hand, and after one injection, I was completely healed.
Dr. Black: Well, don't take any more.
Oliver: Last time I checked, doctor, you work for me.
Dr. Black: The lab mice have been exhibiting irrational cognitive behavior. And more troubling, violent tendencies.
Oliver: I'm not a mouse. I feel fine.
Dr. Black: Do you? No lapses in judgment? No sudden outbursts of anger?
Oliver: Not really. But I am starting to feel one coming on right now.
Dr. Black: It's not worth risking possible psychosis just so you can climb Mount Everest or parachute out of your Learjet.
Oliver: This isn't about my recreational activities, doctor. We're on the verge of a medical breakthrough that could save countless lives. I'm more than honored to be the guinea pig. [ Oliver grabs a handful of vials of the serum RL65 from the lab table ] Trust me. I can handle the occasional temper tantrum.
Martha: Okay. Well, I'll talk to you after the break, Senator. [ Laughs ] You have a happy Thanksgiving, too. Bye-bye.
[ Knock on door ]
Martha: Hi. Come on in. I was just about to call you. I didn't get your RSVP.
Lionel: Ah. Well, that is why I'm here. I, um ... [Clears throat] came in person to, uh, tell you that I, uh, won't be coming for Thanksgiving dinner.
Martha: Well, that's too bad. I was really looking forward to seeing you.
Lionel: After Lillian died, I somehow decided that I would stop celebrating Thanksgiving.
Martha: Why don't you make an exception and celebrate with us? We'd really love to have you.
Lionel: I don't think Clark would agree. The holiday's going to be, uh, difficult this year without extra complications for him.
Martha: You're not a complication, Lionel. You're ... a part of my life now, and I'm very thankful for that.
Lionel: Do you know what that means to me? Do you know what you mean to me?
[ Lionel grows very close to Martha has he says this, and they both flirt with the idea of a kiss, but both of them pull away before it can happen. ]
Lionel: Martha, I ... I-I didn't mean to. I'm ... sorry. I-I'm so sorry.
[ Lionel leaves quickly, offering his apologies. When he is gone, Martha considers what just happened. ]
Chloe: I take it this wasn't a party favor.
Clark: I broke into his apartment. There might be some residue still left on it.
Chloe: I'd call Oliver Queen a lot of things, but I never thought I'd call him a junkie.
Clark: Chloe, I don't think he's getting high.
Chloe: Come on, Clark. You of all people should know that everyone has their secrets. Besides, it's not that much of a stretch to think that a jet-setting billionaire might have a little habit to hide.
Clark: Can you just get it checked out? We'll know for sure.
Chloe: I'll text my bio-chem buddy at Met U. Hopefully he hasn't left for Thanksgiving already.
Clark: Hey, that Green Arrow story ... that victim actually see him get sh*t?
Chloe: No. But the people that own the car did come forward and say that he saved them from a carjacking that night. He hasn't been spotted since.
[ Chloe spots Lana coming into the Planet for their lunch date and rushes Clark to the elevator door. ]
Chloe: Um, so I'm just gonna get this syringe to my chemist. Why don't you head out, and I will get ahold of you as soon as I find anything?
Clark: Are you trying to get rid of me?
Chloe: No! Why would I want to do that?
Clark: Lana.
Lana: Hi.
Chloe: Us girls were just gonna get some lunch.
Clark: That's great. Uh, have a good time.
[ Elevator door opens, closes. ]
Chloe: Well, that wasn't awkward at all. I tried to keep the heavenly bodies from colliding, but there's only so much I can do.
Lana: I want you to check something out for me before we go.
Chloe: Yeah, okay. My Google is your Google. What do you need?
Lana: I'm curious about this halfway house that Luthorcorp Foundation supports. I offered to get involved, but Lex won't let me anywhere near it. He says it isn't safe.
Chloe: Well, most halfway houses aren't exactly amusement parks, Lana.
Lana: I don't think that's it. Lex swears that he's honest with me, but lately he's ... he's been a little secretive. I don't know. Maybe I'm reading into it.
Chloe: No, I think you're just being cautious, which is smart. Don't worry. We'll figure things out.
[ As she says this, Chloe notices Lana start to fade on her, finally fainting to the floor. ]
Chloe: Are you all right? Lana! Lana? Are you okay?
Lana: What happened?
Chloe: Well, from where I was sitting, it looked like you fainted. Let's get you to a doctor.
Lana: No. It's okay. Can we keep my little siesta between us? I really wouldn't want anyone to worry.
Chloe: Well, it's a little late for that, but yeah. Okay.
[ Oliver is in his apartment, watching the video of the night he was sh*t. After he watches it a last time, he dons the Green Arrow suit and prepares to go out, grabbing several of the RL65 vials from a drawer. As he does, Lois walks into the apartment, unseen to Oliver. She recognizes the Green Arrow suit and sneaks up on him from behind. She grabs a large dumbell from the weight rack and slams it into Oliver/Green Arrow's shoulder. He recoils, then lashes out at her, throwing her onto the glass table and shattering it. Oliver realizes what he's done and tries to go to her, but she warns him to stay away. ] ]
Green Arrow: I didn't, uh ...
Lois: Get away from me or I swear to god I'll rip your green head off. I'm calling the cops! See? 911.
[ As he turns to leave, Oliver looks back at Lois as she lies on the ground in terrible pain, then leaves through the back door onto the balcony. ]
Lois: [ Gasping ] Hello?
Operator: 911.
Lois: I need an ambulance. Hurry ...
Doctor: Have you ever fainted before?
Lana: Three times, all in the last month.
Doctor: And these headaches you've been having, would you describe the pain as sharp or dull?
Lana: Sharp, like a Kn*fe. And it's getting worse. I have tried all of the over-the-counter pain relievers, but none of them work. They're just migraines, right?
Doctor: Just a few more tests, we'll have a clearer picture.
[ Lionel is sitting at his desk, looking over his notebook filled with Kryptonian symbols as Martha arrives at his door. ]
Lionel: Martha. [ Chuckling ] I'm so glad you came here. I haven't been able to stop thinking about ... about what happened. I ... I wanted to apologize for ...
Martha: I didn't come here for an apology, Lionel. You did nothing wrong.
Lionel: I did. I had no right to presume that I could ...
Martha: Lionel, look. There's something between us. What it is, I don't think either of us knows, but I do know I'm not ready to find out. Not yet.
Lionel: I understand.
Martha: I don't think you do understand. I value our relationship. I really want you to be with me for Thanksgiving.
Lionel: Well, then, of course I will be there.
[ Door opens ]
Clark: Lois, what happened?
Lois: Well, lucky for me, I walked in on Green Arrow pulling a reverse Santa Claus on Oliver's apartment.
Clark: The Green Arrow did this to you?
Lois: I guess it was only a matter of time before he h*t up the new billionaire in town. Luckily, I was able to get in a few solid licks of my own. He'll be nursing a couple broken ribs, for sure.
Clark: Have you talked to Oliver yet? Has he visited you here in the hospital?
Lois: No. I tried him on all his numbers, and he was nowhere to be found. Clark, I'm nervous. Either he's on some kind of crazy drug bender or Green Arrow has gotten to him.
Clark: Lois, don't worry. I promise I'll do everything I can to track him down.
Lois: Yeah. That'll be a big help. Look, I'll just call Chloe.
[ Green Arrow surprises the thug that sh*t him on the rooftop of a building, late at night. ]
Green Arrow: I'll take that.
Thug: I put a b*llet in your chest.
Green Arrow: And now you're gonna pay for it.
Thug: I don't think so.
[ Green Arrow thr*at the thug with a crossbow, but the thug takes a swan dive off the side of the building. Green Arrow looks over the side to see the thug lying on the ground, but quickly rising to get up. ]
[ Siren wails ]
Green Arrow: Hey, buddy. How did you survive that fall?!
Thug: Yoga. Now, let go of me!
Green Arrow: Tell me how you were able to heal or I'm calling the cops!
Thug: You'll call anyway.
Green Arrow: You may be able to heal, but that doesn't mean you don't feel pain!
[ Coughing ]
[ Grunts ]
Thug: Let go!
Green Arrow: You start talking!
Thug: There's this doctor comes to the halfway house. We get these sh*ts they say are vitamins. That's some kind of vitamin, huh?
Green Arrow: What's the doctor's name?!
Thug: How am I supposed to know?!
Green Arrow: What does he look like?!
Thug: It's not a he. She's a chick.
[ Lex enters the lab where Dr. Black is manufacturing the RL65 just as she is systematically destroying vials of the serum. ]
Lex: Waste not, want not. What happened, doctor? Bad batch?
Dr. Black: The project's shut down.
Lex: Look, I might have come into this game a little late, but I'm paying you a lot more than Queen. He isn't shutting down anything.
Dr. Black: You're right. I am. And I could care less about your petty rivalry.
Lex: This has gone beyond one-upmanship, doctor. Your research is now a personal cause of mine.
Dr. Black: Find another cause. I won't be responsible for any more v*olence.
Lex: You should have thought about that when you took my money.
Dr. Black: I admit I was blinded by greed. But now that people are getting hurt, money means nothing to me. I'm going back to the drawing board. All existing RL65 is being destroyed.
Lex: I'm sorry, doctor. I can't let you do that.
Chloe: Hey, how's Lois?
Clark: Physically, she's fine, but she's looking for Oliver. I can't find him anywhere.
Chloe: Maybe this will help. My science geek analyzed the liquid in that syringe, and you're right. No one's gonna take it and go to a rave. It's a cutting-edge molecular modifier that has something to do with tissue regeneration?
Clark: So it has some sort of healing power.
Chloe: Conceivably. But according to my Einstein, it also packs a mean punch to a part of your brain called the amygdala, which triggers violent and aggressive behavior. Now, why in God's name would Oliver be injecting something like that?
Clark: I don't know. But we better find him before he does something he regrets. Who created the drug?
Chloe: A woman named Pamela Black is the only one doing that level of research. She's a professor at Princeton and has been taking a recent sabbatical to work with Queen Industries.
Clark: If she's supplying the drugs, then most likely Oliver is gonna show up for more.
[ Chloe and Clark arrive at the lab only to see it has been torn apart, with equipment and supplies strewn all over the place. They find Dr. Black lying on the ground in a pool of blood. ]
Clark: She's d*ad.
Chloe: And her place has been completely pillaged.
Clark: Look, drugs or no drugs, I can't believe Oliver would k*ll someone.
Chloe: I don't think it was Oliver, Clark. It was the Green Arrow. Looks like our green hero has made the leap from Robin Hood to cold-blooded k*ller. I just don't understand why a scientist was his target.
Clark: Chloe.
Chloe: Clark!
Clark: These folders are from a halfway house in Metropolis called Second Chance. This doctor, she was giving the kids there the same drugs Oliver was taking.
Chloe: Lex's foundation funds this halfway house.
Clark: Lex co-opted Oliver's scientist. Those two have been at each other since high school.
Chloe: And the Green Arrow got in the way. Ever the crusader for the underprivileged, he must have gotten wind of Dr. Black's secret experiments and taken care of her his own way.
Clark: If the Green Arrow found out that Luthorcorp was behind this, Lex could be the next target.
[ Lana is sitting alone in the study in front of the fireplace, looking distraught, as Clark enters. ]
Clark: I'm sorry. I'm looking for Lex.
Lana: Uh ... he's not here.
Clark: Are you okay? Lana, what is it?
Lana: It's nothing. I'm fine.
Clark: You don't look fine. You can talk to me. It's okay. It is.
Lana: Do you ever wish that you could go back in time and ... everything would be different?
Clark: All the time. What happened? What did ... what did Lex do?
Lana: He didn't do anything.
Clark: If you're in trouble, Lana, I can help.
Lana: Clark, this has nothing to do with you. Could you please just go?
[ Lex walks up the hallway at Luthorcorp headquarters with a body guard. ]
Bodyguard: The car is ready sir.
[ An arrow whistles and strikes the bodyguard, an electrical charge incapacitating him. ]
Green Arrow: Sorry, Luthor. Work's not over yet.
Lex: What is this?
Green Arrow: Sign on the dotted line, and all your assets will be divided among the 50 global charities listed below.
Lex: Would you mind telling me what I've done to deserve this?
Green Arrow: After your lofty support of the Second Chance Halfway House, I think it's a natural step. I went by to check out the facility , and after some gentle prodding, the director told me what you and Dr. Black were doing to the residents.
Lex: He was lying.
Green Arrow: So then I went to pay the good doctor a visit, and guess what? She's d*ad. I knew you weren't a saint, Luthor, but k*lling a woman to cover your tracks?
Lex: You're delusional.
Green Arrow: Sign it. What the hell are you doing?
[ Lex shakes the pen, pretending it won't write. ]
Lex: It's out of ink. [ As he says this, he reaches under the desk for a g*n ] Drop it!
Green Arrow: You first.
Lex: What do you think is faster, an arrow or a b*llet?
Green Arrow: There's only one way to find out.
[ They both f*re simultaneously, the arrow and the b*llet grazing each other as they go by. Oliver falls heavily to the floor, h*t badly. He reaches into a pocket for a vial of RL65 and injects himself just as Clark arrives. ]
Clark: Oliver! What have you done?
Oliver: He pulled a g*n, Clark. I had no choice.
Clark: Lex? Lex?
Oliver: Now let nature take its course.
Clark: Oliver, that's the drugs talking. It's not you.
Oliver: Hey, that drug is the best thing that ever happened to me, Clark. I'm not bulletproof like you, all right? I got to do whatever it takes. I need that drug.
Clark: Oliver, you're not a k*ller!
Oliver: No, but he is, Clark. You and I both know the world's a better place without Lex Luthor.
Clark: That's not for us to decide. Oliver ... where are the drugs?
Oliver: Lex ... he took it all. He took it all from the lab.
[ Clark forces open the briefcase Lex was carrying and pulls out a syringe of the serum. ]
Oliver: Let him die.
[ Oliver puts his hand on Clark's shoulder, but Clark lashes out at him, sending him flying against the opposite wall of the office. Clark injects the serum into Lex but he remains unresponsive. ]
Clark: You k*lled him. You k*lled him.
[ Lex starts to stir on the ground, then finally takes a labored breath. By the time he sits up, Clark and Oliver have left. ]
[ Elevator door opens ]
Clark: Who am I dealing with, Jekyll or Hyde?
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] Just plain old Oliver today, Clark.
Clark: You haven't broken any glasses. That's a good sign.
Oliver: Right.
Clark: What made you come to your senses?
Oliver: Actually, you did. This whole time, I just wanted to be like Clark Kent, you know? I wanted to, uh ... I wanted to have the ability to bring justice to the world without having to worry about getting k*lled in the process. And then something occurred to me, and I realized that, uh ... [Clears throat] Clark Kent would never take another man's life. I came within an inch of doing just that. I'm not even in your league.
Clark: Oliver, you do a lot of good in this world. You don't need to be indestructible to be a hero.
Oliver: Yeah. Well, you're right. You're right. Yeah. Um ... I should be thankful for who I am, right, and the abilities that I have. I know that.
Clark: Me too. Now, come on. You can't be alone on Thanksgiving. The bird's waiting.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] Thanks, Clark. I appreciate the offer, but I can't. I ... look, Lois is gonna be there, and I'm pretty sure she doesn't even want to be in the same zip code as me.
Clark: Now that you're back on track, I'm sure Lois is gonna want you there. Trust me.
Oliver: Whoa. Trust you? What happened to all the lectures about guys with secret identities not being able to handle relationships?
Clark: The truth is, you and I are different. And Lois isn't Lana. If you two are meant to be together, then who am I to stand in the way?
[ Knock on door]
Chloe: Hey! Are you feeling any better?
Lana: Hanging in there.
Chloe: Make yourself comfortable. I did my due diligence on the Second Chances Halfway House, and I found ...
Lana: Chloe, um ... I'm not here to talk about the halfway house.
Chloe: Okay. But there's some stuff I think you should know about, Lana ... about Lex.
Lana: I don't want to hear anything more about Lex. I can't.
Chloe: What's going on? Lana, what happened? Hey, you know you can tell me anything.
Lana: Chloe ... I'm pregnant.
Chloe: Okay.
Lois: There.
Clark: Did you cook that on the barbecue?
Lois: It's a little crispy on the outside, but it's what's on the inside that counts.
Martha: I'm sure it's delicious. Clark, would you put the hotplate on the table, please?
Clark: Did you talk to Oliver today?
Lois: Don't go there, Smallville.
[ Doorbell rings ]
Clark: I think that's for you.
Lois: Hmm.
Chloe: Jimmy says hi from his mom's house, and ever the reporter, he sends news. I guess the Metropolis P.D. arrested Pamela Black's k*ller, and you were right. It wasn't the Green Arrow. It was some kid from the halfway house.
Clark: I'd bet anything that Lex is somehow behind this.
Chloe: Maybe. I doubt we'll be able to prove it, though.
Chloe: I guarantee you Lex's shredders are doing some serious overtime.
Clark: Does Lana know about this? It's just I went by the mansion the other day, and she was really upset about something. Is she all right?
Chloe: Yeah. Yeah. As far as I know. She's fine.
Lois: Oliver.
Oliver: Happy turkey day.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Where you been? I've been worried about you.
Oliver: Yeah. Um ... listen, that's all over now. I'm like a walking drug-free zone, honest.
Lois: So if I were to hug you right now, I wouldn't s*ab myself on any stray needles?
Oliver: Get over here. I'm so sorry I ever hurt you.
[ They gather around the dinner table as the dinner is served. ]
Clark: If I could have everyone's attention, please, um, I'd like to make a little announcement. Um ... our family has a tradition that goes back way before I was even born ... where everyone takes a moment to say what they're most thankful for in their lives. I would just like to say that I'm most thankful for my mom and dad ... whose faith in me taught me to have faith in myself. Thank you.
[ Applause ]
[ At the mansion, Lex and Lana are sitting down to a very formal Thanksgiving dinner, just the two of them with a small group of waiters serving up the food. ]
Lex: You haven't said a word all night. Is everything okay?
Lana: Everything's fine.
[ Lex raises a wine glass and Lana does in turn. ]
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Original Air Date on November 16th, 2006
[Knock on door, Lex enters Lana's bedroom.]
Lex: What are you doing awake? Are you okay?
Lana: I guess I just have a lot on my mind.
Lex: Does it concern us?
[She shakes her head.]
Lex: Lana ... I know you've had your doubts. I know you sometimes wonder if you can trust me. But I give you my word - you can. I'll always be here for you. Always.
Lana: I know.
[He sits on the side of the bed.]
Lex: I'm not sure you do. You have no idea how much you mean to me.
[Lex looks at her intensely.]
Lex: In an ideal world, I was hoping for some sort of response, but it's okay. It's late. We're both tired.
Lana: Lex.
[An alarm sounds, and several security officers enter the room almost immediately, wielding p*stol.]
Security Officer: Mr. Luthor, there's been a breach.
Lex: What's the code?
Security Officer: 142.
Lana: What does that mean?
Lex: Everything's gonna be fine. We're safe.
[The security team whisks them away quickly toward the panic room in the study.]
Security Officer: Miss Lang, you've got to come with us. Hurry, Miss Lang. We got to move.
Lana: What's 142?
Lex: I'll tell you everything once we're in the panic room.
Security Officer: Let's go, Mr. Luthor. Let's go. Let's go, let's go, c'mon!
Lana: Lex? Lex! Where'd he go?!
Security Officer: Miss Lang, we've got to get in the panic room.
Lana: Lex!
Security Officer: Shut that door!
[As they enter the panic room and door closes behind them, Lex reappears in the study, breathing heavily. He walks around the study but when he walks into the hallway, he is instantly transported, via the same static, back to the middle of the room in the study.]
Lex: Lana?! Lana?! Hello?! Is anyone ... here? What the hell is going on?
[He walks towards a different exit but ends up right back in the middle of the room, trapped.]
Lex: [ Sighs ] This is insane.
[He reaches for the phone on his desk but his hand turns to static before he can grab it. Lex looks around, unsure what to do next.]
[Clark super speeds into the Daily Planet, late at night.]
Clark: You said it was urgent.
Chloe: It is. A Taiwanese cargo ship was found off the coast of Alaska with its entire crew d*ad of unknown causes. The details are a bit murky, but the manifest says that its last stop was Bellona Island.
Clark: Bellona island? They got h*t by a meteor the same day I escaped from the Phantom Zone. Where's the ship now?
Chloe: It's being towed to Seattle.
Clark: I have to go there.
Chloe: Clark, these guys aren't just meteor freaks. They're from galaxies far, far away. And, more importantly, they can hurt you. You can't go unarmed.
Clark: I won't. I have the crystal that Raya gave me. I'll use that against them.
[Chloe's cellphone rings]
Chloe: Hey, Lana. Whoa, slow down. Are you all right? Oh, my God. Yeah, of course.
Clark: What happened?
Chloe: Lex just mysteriously disappeared.
Clark: I have to go to Seattle.
Chloe: Well, Clark, I know that Lex isn't exactly your pick for "man of the year," but you can't just turn your back on him.
Clark: Chloe, there's innocent people in danger. I'll be back as soon as I can.
[Chloe looks after him, unsure what to make of Clark's decision to leave.]
Security Officer: Lex's car is garaged. No movement on any financial accounts.
Lionel: Airline manifests.
Security Officer: All negative.
Lionel: [ Inhales deeply ] Oh. Well, he can't just have dropped off the face of the earth. We have to find him.
[Lana enters the office.]
Lionel: Lana, please ... come in. Would you excuse us for a minute? Thank you, George.
Lionel: Lana, this is just devastating. I've taken a suite for you at the Metro Seasons Hotel. It's for your safety.
Lana: For my safety or to distance me from the cover-up?
Lionel: A conspiracy?
Lana: Security refuses to let me see any of the surveillance footage. They tell me that I'm seeing things.
Lionel: Tell me. Tell me - what did you see?
Lana: I don't even know how to begin to explain it, but, um ... Lex turned into static. And then he disappeared.
Lionel: [ Sighs ] It was dark. Perhaps in the chaos ...
Lana: I know what I saw.
Lionel: What else do you remember? Anything ... anything that can give me a clue.
Lana: The guards mentioned a number, a code ... 142.
Lana: You know what that means.
Lionel: No. No, but I will find out.
Lana: I'm sure you will. And I'd appreciate it if you let me know when anything else comes up.
Lionel: Of course. I know how important you are to Lex. Of course I will.
[Lana stares uncertainly at Lionel, then turns to leave. When she is gone, Lionel picks up the phone.]
Lionel: Get me Dr. Chavez ... Genome Technology. Yeah.
[Indistinct talking on a police radio, a siren wails.]
Police Officer: Were all the bodies accounted for?
Coroner: It's kind of hard to tell.
[Clark arrives on the dock and survey's the situation. He walks into the tent where they are wheeling in the bodies and sees it is full of stacks of coolers, apparently with various body parts in them. The coroner notices him standing there.]
Coroner: You must be the first-year med student I've been waiting for.
[Clark looks at her uneasily.]
Coroner: Don't flatline on me now.
Clark: What gave me away?
Coroner: The queasy stare that afflicts all newbies their first day on the job. Do you mind?
Clark: How many are there?
Coroner: A whole graveyard's worth.
Clark: How does a body end up in one of those?
Coroner: They have no skeletons, although I don't know how that's anatomically possible.
Clark: You mean someone cut their bones out?
Coroner: More like ripped them out. Clean fillets, every one of them. I've seen some stuff that would make most people run for the hills, but this ... this is seriously freaky.
Clark: All these bodies ... they're from the ship?
Coroner: These last two ... they were dock workers. Whatever was on that ship is on dry land now.
[Clark notices a coroner's badge sitting on the table, grabs it and walks out of the tent.]
Coroner: Oh, kid, are you puking already?
Lana: Thank God someone believes me. You're the first person that doesn't think I belong in Belle Reve.
[As Lana walks into the study with Chloe, Lex sees them from the balcony and rushes downstairs.]
Lex: Lana! Lana!
Chloe: A lot stranger things have happened in Smallville. Don't worry. We'll find him.
Lex: Lana, thank God you're all right.
[Lex rushes up to Lana, then passes right through her as he tries to give her a hug.]
Chloe: So, where exactly was Lex when he vaporized?
Lana: He was somewhere in the middle of the room, like around here.
Lex: Oh, no. You can't see me.
Chloe: You said Lex backs up all of his security footage on the internal server, right?
Lana: Yeah, I think so.
Chloe: Okay, we're gonna need a password. You and Lex are close. Are you password close?
Lana: No, I guess not.
Lex: Lana, the password is your birthday.
Lana: Why don't you try "julian," his brother, or "lillian," his mom.
Lex: Your birthday.
[Beeps]
Chloe: Ixnay. Okay,how about "Lana"?
[Beeps]
Chloe: No. Do you have anything else?
Lana: No, I don't know.
Lex: Damn it!
Chloe: Don't worry, we'll just upload the whole hard drive, and I'll work on it later.
Lana: Chloe, the way he disappeared ... what if ... what if Lex is really gone? Forever.
Lex: Don't worry. I'll find my way back to you.
Chloe: You can't think that way, Lana. We're gonna get him back.
Lana: I've had so many doubts about this relationship, so many suspicions. But now that he's gone, none of it matters anymore. I just want to see his face again.
Lex: Lana ... I love you so much.
Chloe: I'll crack this back at the Daily Planet, and either we'll get a week's worth of footage of Lex sipping bourbon and diddling on his computer, or we'll actually h*t the jackpot.
Lex: Lana, wait, don't go.
[As Lana and Chloe leave, Lex tries to follow them, but another man appears in the room with him, via the same static.]
Bronson: How does it feel, Lex? To have your whole life ripped from under you?
Lex: I know you.
Bronson: Well, you should. You saw my face through the observation window.
Lex: You're the 142.
[Lex lunges at the man, but passes right through him as he disappears into static.]
Lex: Aah!
Jimmy: I know that "Lex Luthor Lost" is a juicy headline, but tell me again why we're searching for the root of all evil.
Chloe: I'm not doing this for Lex. After talking to Lana, I've got to put my skepticism in check. I mean, she really cares about him.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Women are such a mystery.
Chloe: Finding Lex is a bigger mystery. Where's Clark when we need him?
Jimmy: What does Clark have to do with anything? Look, I know that you feel sorry for the guy 'cause he's always flying solo, but honestly, what can that guy do that I can't?
Chloe: You know, you're probably right.
Jimmy: He wouldn't brave the rush-hour crunch just to get your favorite vending-machine cuisine, all so that you can have time to continue the hunt for a man that nobody misses. Well, maybe except ...
Chloe: Lana!
Jimmy: The hunt for Lex is on. Can I get you anything from the basement buffet?
Lana: Thank you, but I'm okay.
[Jimmy leaves them.]
Chloe: So, I do have some good news. I managed to stumble on the magic password, and it turns out to be none other than the birthday of Miss Lana Lang. I was able to access the surveillance files, and look what I dug up.
[Chloe shows her the night that Lex disappeared, with a sparkle of static barely visible in the middle of the room where Lex disappeared.]
Lana: There's something there. Can you make it any clearer?
Chloe: I'm doing my best, but I don't have a lot to work with. It's gonna take some time.
[Lana's cellphone rings.]
Lana: Hello?
Bronson: I know what happened to Lex Luthor.
Lana: Who is this?
Bronson: If anyone knows we're talking, we're both in danger.
Chloe: What's wrong?
Lana: Um ... it's just Lex's security. They want to give me an update.
[Static hisses]
Bronson: Did anyone follow you here?
Lana: No. Please, what happened to Lex?
Bronson: I took him, and if you ever want to see him again, you'll keep your mouth shut and listen to exactly what I have to say.
Lana: Whatever you want. Just don't hurt him.
Bronson: Do you know your boyfriend has a secret lab hidden inside Luthorcorp tower called 33.1?
Lana: Why is it secret?
Bronson: Because they run experiments on the people who have been infected by the meteor rocks. When patients are released from Belle Reve, instead of freedom, they get a one-way ticket to a secret laboratory.
Lana: How do you know all this?
Bronson: 'Cause I was one of them ... till I broke out last night.
Lana: Why should I believe you?
Bronson: See, that's the point. Nobody believes me - I'm a former mental patient. But you ... you're Lex's beloved girlfriend. Once you blow the whistle on this place, people will have to listen, right?
Lana: Where's the evidence? You don't have any proof.
Bronson: Of course I do. I can take you there. You can see for yourself.
Lana: And then you'll release Lex?
[Clark is wandering around the dock and is stopped by a police officer.]
Officer: Hey, this area's off limits.
[Clark holds up the badge he took from the coroner's tent.]
Clark: Um, I'm with the coroner's office.
Officer: Better you than me. I heard the bodies are pretty messed up. Anyway, our theory is the perp was hiding out in this container. He somehow busted out of this thing and started his k*lling spree. It's wild. We thought it was blood, but the guys are saying it's human bone marrow. It's fricking disgusting. Actually, there are a few more remains that need removal. The forensic team is over there waiting for you.
Clark: Thanks.
Officer: Sure.
[Elsewhere on the dock, another police officer finds a stain of blood that has been overlooked. He pulls out his g*n, but is att*cked from behind.]
Officer: Who are you?
Phantom: Someone who's hungry.
[The creature lifts the officer over his head, then drop kicks him to the ground. He raises his hand into the air and plunges it into the officer's back, ripping out the man's spine with his bare hands.]
[At Luthorcorp headquarters, Lana and Bronson are riding the elevator.]
Lana: You said you were infected by the meteors. What happened to you?
Bronson: I was an electrician. I was working up in the radio tower last year when the meteors h*t. I got thrown off, and somehow I ...
Lana: You ended up with an ability.
[Bronson looks at her uneasily.]
Lana: What is it?
Bronson: I can move through alternate frequencies. I can shift into planes of existence that nobody knows exist. Hey, if you think I'm strange, wait till you see me of the other people on this floor.
Lana: Aren't you afraid they're just gonna grab you the minute those doors open?
Bronson: If I have to sacrifice myself to get the truth out, then so bet it.
[Bronson swipes a security card and the elevator stops, the floor indicator going to 33.1.]
Bronson: The fact is, they're not gonna grab you.
[The doors open to blackness and as they exit the elevator, the lights start to come on in waves, revealing a vast, mostly empty space.]
Bronson: I don't understand. This is wrong. It was here. 24 hours ago, it was all here ... the holding cells, the labs.
Lana: Take me to Lex.
Bronson: What did that bastard do with everyone?
Lana: I know that you believe that something was here, but clearly nothing has been here for a long time.
Bronson: I'm telling you, it was here!
Lana: Okay. Just relax. We'll figure out where everything was moved to, but first I need you to tell me what you've done with Lex.
Bronson: [ Breathing heavily ] I put him in a place where he can't hurt anyone else.
[Bronson disappears into static.]
Lana: No!
[Static hisses, and Bronson appears in the study at the mansion.]
Bronson: What did you do with 33.1?
Lex: I didn't do anything. I think it's pretty obvious I haven't gone anywhere.
Bronson: Don't lie to me.
Lex: It's the truth.
Bronson: The truth? The truth is you kept me locked up in a concrete bunker just when I was about to go back to a normal life.
Lex: A normal life? You were never gonna be released from Belle Reve. That was a figment of your fractured mind. I was ... I was trying to help you.
Bronson: Where are the other patients?!
Lex: If I knew, don't you think I'd tell you?
Bronson: I didn't want to have to resort to v*olence, Lex. You're not giving me much of a choice here.
Lex: Okay, calm down.
Bronson: [ Breathing heavily ] Maybe when I bring Lana here ... ... we'll see if you talk.
[Static hisses and Bronson disappears.]
[Jimmy, Chloe and Lana walk into a room in the basement of the Planet, where Jimmy has set up an array of classic-looking radio equipment.]
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Wow, I knew you were a gadget junkie, but this stuff looks like it's from the Jurassic era.
Jimmy: Well, when I heard about Mr. Frequency Jumper, I decided to dust off my pop's old ham-radio equipment.
Chloe: Ham radio?
Jimmy: Yeah, people were communicating worldwide long before the Internet existed. I used to sneak downstairs into the late-night airwaves. My handle ... "Jimmy the Infuriator."
Chloe: Why does that not surprise me?
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] All right, just listen carefully, girls.
Chloe: [ On the radio ] "Are you password close?"
Lana: [ On the radio ] "No, I guess not."
[Static hisses]
Jimmy: Right there. Did you hear that?
Chloe: How could you not?
Jimmy: That's a radio frequency. And after scanning all the footage, that sound kept coming back. So, I tried blending the narrow-band frequency modulation with the UHF modulation. [ Chloe looks at him, stumped ] Okay, just, here, check this out.
[Jimmy adjusts the knobs on the equipment, and the sound of Lex's voice emerges out of the static.]
Lex: [ On the radio ] "Don't worry. I'll find my way back to you."
Chloe: [ On the radio ] "You can't think like that, we'll get him back."
Lana: It's him.
Jimmy: Lex was in the room. You just couldn't hear him.
Chloe: Or see him.
Lana: Oh, my God.
Lana: [ On the radio ] "I just want to see his face again. "
Lex: [ On the radio ] "Lana ... I love you so much."
Lana: He heard everything I said.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] Look, this may sound absurd, but I think that Lex may be trapped in another frequency. Okay, kind of like a radio ... the way A.M. and F.M. are different frequencies but they move through the same space.
Lana: Can we communicate with him?
Jimmy: There seems to be some sort of frequency loop in the library, so as long as you're in that room, it might be possible.
[Clark, wandering around the docks (again) finds a bloodied hard hat and safety goggles, then hears a cry for help and speeds off.]
Officer: Help! Help! Somebody help!
[Clark super speeds to the man's rescue.]
Clark: Run! Go!
[The creature grabs Clark instead, overpowering Clark.]
Phantom: You stole my food!
[Clark holds up the crystal from Raya but it has no effect on the creature.]
Phantom: Nice try, Krypton man.
Clark: You escaped from the Phantom Zone.
Phantom: But I'm no phantom.
[The creatures throws Clark through the air and into a cargo container that is hanging from a crane. Clark crashes into it, then jumps down to the ground, but the creature is nowhere to be found.]
[At the Daily Planet, late at night, Chloe is going through the contents of Lex's hard drive. As soon as she arrives at the building schematic for Level 33.1, all of her open files start to close themselves, and all of her files spontaneously delete themselves, just as Lionel Luthor walks through the door.]
Lionel: I think it must be some kind of a glitch or ... I don't know much about this stuff, but I do know ... excuse me ... that when you hack into a secure operating system, you could pick up some very nasty viruses.
Chloe: I guess I better take that to heart.
Lionel: Miss Sullivan, Luthorcorp considers any breach of security a very serious matter, and you know that.
Chloe: Mr. Luthor, I'm trying to find your son.
Lionel: I appreciate that. In fact, I was hoping, being the diligent reporter you are, that you could provide a clue that would help me to find Lex.
Chloe: Well, the only clue I have is a little lab called 33.1, otherwise known as "meteor-freak central." I was always under the impression ...
Lionel: Meteor freaks? You're not in high school anymore, Miss Sullivan. This is the real world. Please ...
[Lionel looks at her indignantly and walks out of the office. Jimmy arrives just as Lionel is leaving.]
Jimmy: What's devious Daddy Warbucks doing here?
Chloe: Lionel Luthor just ransacked all of my research, so now we're back to square one.
Jimmy: Well, maybe not square one. More like triangle one.
Chloe: Jimmy, what's up?
Jimmy: Triangulation. I might actually have a way of squeaking Lex out of that frequency.
Lex: I love you, too, Lana.
Lana: [ Sniffles ] Please ... please don't leave us here. I don't want to have this baby without you.
[Lex looks on, stunned.]
Lana: I know I should have told you.
[A hand rests on her shoulder and when she turns it is Bronson.]
Lex: Stay away from her!
[As Lex yells, the lights flash wildly.]
Lana: Lex, you are here.
Bronson: I'm sorry I have to put you through this.
[Bronson holds a Kn*fe to Lana's throat.]
Bronson: Either you tell me where you moved 33.1 ... or you can say goodbye to Lana Lang.
Lana: Whatever Lex has done in the past, I'll make him stop. He'll listen to me.
Bronson: You hear that, Lex? Even the love of your life wants you to come clean and tell the world what you've done.
Lex: Let her go.
Lana: You can see him?
Bronson: Where is 33.1?!
Lex: I told you, I don't know! Now let go of her!
Lana: Lex!
Bronson: Well, then, let's get started.
[Bronson looks like he's going to hurt Lana, but Jimmy knocks him in the back of the head with a piece of his equipment, sending Bronson heavily to the floor.]
Chloe: I didn't know you had it in you.
Jimmy: Why do you think they call me "Jimmy the Infuriator"?
Bronson: Lex is a d*ad man.
Lana: Don't let him get away.
Jimmy: He's not going anywhere. Where is Lex? What's the frequency?
[Bronson starts to disappear into static but Lana grabs hold of him, disappearing with him.]
Chloe: Lana, what are you doing?
Jimmy: [ Gasping ] Okay, that can't be a good thing.
Chloe: We need that radio frequency jammer now.
[Jimmy adjusts the equipment.]
Jimmy: I think I'm picking up on something.
[In the alternate frequency, Lana is unconscious on the ground and Lex rushes to her side.]
Lex: Lana.
[Bronson crosses the room to pick up the Kn*fe.]
Bronson: She wanted to say goodbye in person.
[Lex rushes at Bronson and they grapple, the Kn*fe falling to the floor.]
Chloe: Jimmy, hurry.
Jimmy: Whatever frequency they're in, I have to jam the exact same one.
Chloe: So, what's the problem? Do it.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Sure, no problem.
[Back in the alternate frequency, Lex and Bronson wrestle for advantage, with Bronson coming up with the Kn*fe. He swings at Lex, but Lex dodges and punches Bronson.]
[Static hissing]
Jimmy: I'm getting some cross-talk.
[Jimmy struggles to find the right frequency while Lex and Bronson fight. Bronson tries to s*ab Lex but Lex is able to get the upper hand and turns the Kn*fe on Bronson, plunging it into his chest. When Bronson is motionless, Lex crawls across the floor to where Lana is lying.]
Lex: Lana. Wake up.
Lana: Lex ... you're okay.
Lex: Why are you here?
Lana: I had to find you.
Lex: You shouldn't have done that.
Lana: I would rather be trapper here with you than never see you again.
Jimmy: I think I'm getting something.
Lex: Is it true?
Lana: You did hear.
Lex: Everything.
[As Jimmy adjusts the equipment a final time, the whole works short-circuits and Lex and Lana appear out of the static, back in the study.]
[On the docks, Clark is wandering around (again) and notices a fresh blood stain.]
Phantom: Your blood must make you strong. I should taste it.
[As he says this, something rushes by them, too fast for Clark to make out what it was.]
[Clark tries to punch the creature, but he easily catches Clark's fist.]
Clark: Why are you doing this?
Phantom: Everyone's got to eat.
[The creatures grabs Clark and raises him into the air. When it does, it screams in pain and falls to the ground, releasing Clark. Clark notices a strange mark left on the creatures back, still smoking hot. He follows the sound outside, but stops when he steps on a cookie - an Oreo. Clark runs out to dock outside and sees a man standing there.]
Clark: Hey! That was you, wasn't it?
[The man's eyes glow white but he makes no sound. He crouches, then flies into the sky, pauses, then zooms off into the night sky in a streak of red light as Clark looks on in amazement.]
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] Whatever was on this floor wasn't your typical cubicle farm. There's enough power pumping in here to light up Metropolis.
Chloe: Something tells me it wasn't just for the fluorescent lights.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] Well, it's just a matter of time til I get to the bottom of it.
Chloe: You really manned up and got right into this fight.
Jimmy: Still wish Clark was here to help?
Lana: Hey. Find anything interesting?
Chloe: Yeah, I've got to say, this all just feels a little strange. Have you ever considered the possibility that maybe Bronson was telling the truth?
Lana: And this was some secret laboratory? Chloe, I don't think Lex would have given us clearance if he had something to hide.
Chloe: It seems like a lot of hoops for someone bent on revenge to jump through if 33.1 never even existed.
Lana: Chloe, that guy was delusional. The meteor exposure made him sick. He spent over a year in Belle Reve.
Chloe: There's a lot more to this story than meets the eye. You don't know the Luthors like I do.
Lana: You don't know Lex like I do. I'm not gonna take the word of a homicidal maniac over Lex. I'm sorry.
Chloe: Lana, you can't prove that 33.1 didn't exist.
Lana: And you can't prove that it did.
Lionel: It says on the door out there that this is my office ... my private office. Obviously, that doesn't mean much to you.
Lex: You interfered with a project you have nothing to do with.
Lionel: Oh, you must be talking about ... what do you call it? ... 33.1. You should thank me for coming to the rescue. I'd hate to think of the legal repercussions if that, uh, clinic was discovered, not to speak of the dirt that would stick to our corporate image.
Lex: [ Scoffs ] You did this for selfish reasons. Your fascination with the meteor-infected started long before mine.
Lionel: But you have gone farther with this scientific experiment than I ever believed was possible. Congratulations. Kudos, son. I'm proud of you. Your methods are a tad disappointing. You've still got a lot to learn when it comes to the fine art of, uh ... secrecy.
Lex: What did you do with 33.1?
Lionel: Moved it ... the whole shebang ... to a top-security location. Happy to let you have the coordinates. Just, uh ... one condition.
Lex: And what might that be?
Lionel: Make me your full partner. I want to know everything about this project. It'll give us a chance to spend more quality time together.
Chloe: So, what, your cell phone doesn't get reception in Seattle?
Clark: I was preoccupied.
Chloe: That's fine, but you were up against an alien from another planet. I was worried.
[Clark is oddly detached, distant.]
Clark: Sorry.
Chloe: So, the crystal was a success?
Clark: No, it wasn't.
Chloe: Then did the Zoner just decide to pack up and leave the solar system?
Clark: Someone else k*lled him ... someone who can do things I could only dream of.
Chloe: Whoa. So, this someone ... he's on our side, right?
Clark: I'm not sure.
[Fed up with his distance, Chloe pushes Clark for some answers.]
Chloe: Clark, it's me ... your most trusted friend and secret keeper. How about a few details?
Clark: Believe it or not, there are some things you don't need to know.
Chloe: Look, I understand that you feel like all these psychopathic space inv*de are your fault, but you can't keep it all inside. You feel the need to carry the world on your shoulders, and that's noble. But there are other people out there who want to help you fight the good fight, and you need to let them in. Because sometimes even heroes need to be saved.
[Chloe turns to leave, unsure of Clark's attitude. As she leaves, Clark walks across the loft and steps on a cookie, another Oreo like he found at the dock.]
[Footsteps approach]
Lex: Lana, you should be off your feet. Here. Sit down. Can I get you something to drink?
Lana: Lex, I'm pregnant. I'm not an invalid.
Lex: I'm sorry. I just want to make things perfect for you.
Lana: No, I'm sorry. I had no right to keep this a secret. I wanted to tell you. I just ... I wasn't sure.
Lex: Of how I'd react? Lana ... it's the best news I've ever heard.
Lana: Really?
Lex: Yeah. The woman I love is carrying my child ... our child. What more could a man want?
Lana: Listen, Lex, um ... about this 33.1 place ...
Lex: I already told you. It never existed.
Lana: But if it did ... I'd understand why. These people who have been infected by the meteors ... they're dangerous. They've hurt me, and they've hurt people that I care about. The more we learn about them, the better we can protect ourselves.
Lex: Then there's something else you need to know.
[Lex leads Lana from her bedroom back to the study. There she finds a massive array of flowers and candles, filling the room. She stares in wonder, then approaches a small table, the centerpiece of this arrangement. Lex follows her, and picks up a small box from the table and holds it out to her.]
Lex: Lana Lang ... I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me? | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x08 - Static"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on December 7th, 2006
Francisco: Javier, if the boss catches you resting ...
Javier: He's gonna do what? f*re me? Francisco, the guy doesn't even pay us. I didn't come to America to be a sl*ve, I came to be with my mom. If we run fast enough, we can escape.
Francisco: Everyone who's tried to run has disappeared.
Javier: Francisco, you've known me your whole life. Have I ever let you down? You just gotta trust me.
[Nearby, a man falls to the ground. He looks badly dehydrated and exhausted.]
Javier: Francisco! Are you ok? Esta bien? Necesita ayuda? Somebody call a doctor!
Jed McNally: What's happening here? [ Whistles ] Get him some water. You two, come on, back to work.
Javier: Francisco, if you stay here, you're gonna end up like that guy back there. Let's go find my mom.
[The scene shifts to night and Francisco and Javier are running through the fields.]
Javier: Hurry, Francisco. Come on. Let's go.
Francisco: I'm coming.
[There is a rumbling beneath their feet as they run.]
Francisco: What?!
Javier: I don't know. What was that?! Shh! Shh! Shh!
[The rumbling intensifies as they start running again.]
Javier: Run. Come on. Let's go! Hurry, Francisco. Run faster! Come on.
[Javier makes it to the edge of the field and beyond, but Francisco is pulled back into the field just before he can escape.]
Javier: Francisco?!
Javier: [ Breathing heavily ] Francisco?! Francisco?!
[Rumbling]
Lex: You didn't get much sleep.
Lana: Neither did you.
Lex: It's kind of become a pattern lately.
Lana: You mean since you proposed?
Lex: Lana, I don't want you to give me an answer until you're ready. To be honest, I wish I could take it back. Look, I'm usually ... more calculated and strategic. But with you, you never make me see clearly. I do everything out of impulse.
Lana: You're not the only one. Things have just moved so fast.
Lex: Take as much time as you want.
Lana: Thank you. Um, are you sure that the board can't survive without their boss for one more hour?
Lex: Believe me, if I could stay with you, I would. Look, just because I'm stuck in an office all day doesn't mean you can't be off having fun. Three lost Vermeer paintings were discovered last month. You should go to the opening.
Lana: At the Metropolis Museum?
Lex: Actually, it's a bit farther. The Rijksmuseum.
Lana: In Amsterdam? Lex, that's 4,000 miles away.
Lex: And one of the most romantic cities in the world, where you'll feel very lonely and realize how much you miss me.
Lana: Nice strategy, boss.
Lex: Only if it works.
[Clark walks into the barn and sees Javier standing there. The boy turns to run.]
Clark: Hey! Wait. Hold on. What happened to you? Are you all right?
Clark: You should get those cleaned up. Why don't you come inside? I promise, no one's gonna hurt you.
Clark: So, I think we have milk, orange juice ... and, uh, lemonade. Guess this would be easier if I spoke Spanish.
Javier: Orange juice, please.
Clark: Orange juice. Your English is perfect.
Javier: I watched a lot of American TV.
Clark: Oh. And what's your name?
Javier: Javier.
Clark: I'm Clark. So, Javier ... why don't you tell me how you got all scraped up and why you were hiding in our barn?
Javier: Please promise you won't call the police.
Clark: Why would I call the police?
Javier: Because I ran away from that farm down the road.
Clark: What, Jed McNally's?
Javier: If I ever wanted to see my mom again, I had to escape from that place.
Clark: You talk about that farm like it's a prison.
Javier: It is. No one was allowed to leave. There was barely enough to eat. My friend and I, Francisco, tried to escape. [ Sighs ] But we started running, and there was a really loud rumble. Then he was gone.
Clark: Look, um, I'm sorry. I will have to call the sheriff.
Javier: No! You can't. I'm here illegally. They'll send me back to Mexico.
Clark: Mexico? That's a long way from Smallville. How did you get here?
Javier: Last week, a coyote smuggled 15 of us across the border in the back of a truck. I was supposed to be sent to see my mom. Instead I ended up at that farm.
Clark: Where's your mom now?
Javier: She works at a laundry company down in Granville. When my dad died, she moved up North. Saved up money for two years to get me here.
Clark: Your mom must really miss you.
Javier: Yeah. See this? She gave me this ... to keep me safe. I should've given it to Francisco. We did everything together. He was like a brother to me.
Clark: Well, don't worry. We're gonna find your friend.
[Clark pulls up in his truck to Jed McNally's farm. As he does, the sheriff is driving out of the farm.]
Jed McNally: Hey, there, Clark.
Clark: Mr. McNally.
Jed McNally: Well, it's beena long time.
Clark: Your farm looks great. Thought your crops were nearly destroyed during the last meteor shower.
Jed McNally: It may sound strange, but I've come to think of that meteor shower as a blessing. Taught me, with a little hard work, anything is possible.
Clark: What did the deputy want?
Jed McNally: Looking for illegal aliens. You better believe that all my workers have their papers. I'm sorry to hear about your father, Clark. How's your mom holding up?
Clark: She's okay. Thanks. Our tractor, on the other hand ... we broke an axle. I was hoping you might have a spare pivot pin.
Jed McNally: Pivot pin? You know, I just might. Let me check the barn.
[McNally turns and walks into the barn. While he is gone, Clark turns to a couple of the workers standing there.]
Clark: Excuse me. I'm looking for Francisco. Do you know Francisco?
Farm worker: El arbol grande a la cinco.
Clark: I'm sorry. I don't understand.
Farm worker: El arbol grande a la cinco.
Jed McNally: Found one! [ Laughs ] You're in luck. Still in the wrapper.
Clark: Thanks.
Jed McNally: Give my best to the Senator.
Clark: Sure.
Martha: You know how I stand. Our budget issues shouldn't get in the way of one single classroom. Thank you. You won't regret it. Bye.
Clark: Mom, you're home early from Topeka.
Martha: The vote was postponed, which isn't so bad. Gives me time to shore up support. Is everything all right?
Clark: Um ...
Deputy Morales: Afternoon, Senator.
Martha: Hello. Is there a problem?
Deputy Morales: Well, a motorist saw a latino boy running across highway 54, and he might be an undocumented worker. Have you seen anyone?
Martha: I just got home. Clark?
Clark: It seems like an awful lot of trouble just to catch one person.
Deputy Morales: Well, not if he's in the country illegally. Do you mind if I look at your barn?
Martha: No. Go ahead.
Clark: Do you really have to search our property?
Martha: Clark, it's fine. We don't have anything to hide.
Clark: Then I'll go with you.
[They search through the barn.]
Clark: No one seems to be here.
Deputy Morales: Well, it's best to be thorough. You'd be surprised where people can hide.
Clark: You know, this kid isn't hurting anyone. Why not just let him be?
Deputy Morales: I'm just doing my job, Clark. If you want to get into the country, you need to do it the legal way, like my parents did. If you see anything, give us a call.
Clark: Will do, deputy.
[Clark uses his x-ray vision to see into a cabinet in the barn, and sees Javier crouched inside. He opens the cabinet door.]
Clark: You can come out now. He's gone.
Javier: How'd you know I was in there?
Clark: I used to play a lot of hide-and-seek when I was a kid.
Javier: Why didn't you tell the police?
Clark: Because I know what it feels like to be out of place. Besides, I'm not from around here, either.
Javier: Where are you from?
Clark: It's a place a lot further than Mexico. Listen, Javier, I need your help. All the workers at the farm are too scared to talk, but one of them said this to me. Can you translate it for me?
Javier: "Big tree 5." There's a huge willow tree at the farm.
Clark: I'll go check it out. You just stay here, all right?
[Martha comes into the barn.]
Martha: You're not going anywhere, Clark.
Martha: We have no choice. We have to call immigration.
Clark: I told Javier he'd be safe here, and I meant it.
Martha: I want to help this boy as much as you do, but I took an oath to uphold the law.
Clark: All he's trying to do is find his mom.
Martha: I know, but we have to go through the proper legal channels.
Clark: Was it legal when you forged my adoption papers? I'm an illegal immigrant, Mom. You've been harboring me for over 17 years.
Martha: Your situation was entirely different. We had to protect you!
Clark: And I need to protect Javier. If I don't defend him, who will?
Martha: Clark ...
Clark: There's a mother out there who hasn't seen her son in over two years. Do you really want to stand in the way of that? I thought you of all people would understand. I-I'll take him to Chloe's, okay? Just give me 24 hours before you call the deputy. I gotta go, I have to meet someone.
[Out on McNally's farm, Clark meets an elderly man and a young boy.]
Clark: Are you Francisco?
[They both shake their heads.]
Clark: Do you know where I can find him?
Elderly man: La tierra lo tragó.
Clark: I'm sorry. I don't understand.
Young boy, translating: He says the ground swallowed him, like all the others.
Elderly man: Diablo de bajode la tierra.
[Clark looks out across the farm and uses his x-ray vision, seeing scores of bodies buried in the Earth.]
Chloe: There are three laundry services in Granville. Your mom must be at one of them.
Javier: All right. As soon as Clark finds Francisco, we can go find her.
[Knock on door]
Chloe: One second. Write those addresses down.
[Chloe answers the door to the apartment.]
Chloe: Hi.
Jimmy: Brace yourself for the date of a lifetime. Start with a fancy dinner complete with a snobby waiter, extra forks, inappropriate footsie.
Chloe: Jimmy ...
Jimmy: Then a moonlit stroll down main street. Hand-holding optional, of course. And then we conclude the evening here ... with dessert. Uh ...
Javier: Hey.
Jimmy: Uh, who's your friend?
Chloe: Javier, meet Jimmy. Javier is Clark's friend from Mexico. He's only been in the country for a couple weeks, and we're hanging out until Clark gets back. [ whispers ] Sorry.
Jimmy: Well, let's get this party started.
Jimmy: [ Loudly ] Javier. You have not experienced America until you've experienced pepperoni pizza.
Javier: Isn't pizza from Italy?
Jimmy: [ Normal voice ] Well, that's a-a common misconception. Um, we came up with the cheese angle. I'm gonna go order.
Chloe: Okay.
Javier: Is that your boyfriend?
Jimmy: Yeah, I'd like to order one pepperoni pizza, please. Yeah. Large.
Chloe: Define "boyfriend."
[Clark enters the apartment.]
Chloe: Hey.
Javier: Clark. Did you find Francisco?
Clark: Um, I'm still working on that. Chloe, can I talk to you for a second?
Chloe: [ To Javier ] Just a second. Clark, what did you find?
Clark: Chloe, that place is a graveyard. There's bodies buried everywhere. I called the sheriff. He's on his way to McNally's farm.
Chloe: I took a look at the farm's property records. Guess which Fortune 500 company so graciously came in and purchased the land after it had been pummeled during the last meteor shower?
Clark: Luthorcorp. [ Chloe nods ] Would you watch Javier? I'll be right back.
Chloe: Of course.
Lex: I thought I told you you're no longer a welcome guest at the mansion.
Clark: Trust me, Lex ... I don't want to be here, either. But after what you've done ...
Lex: And exactly what did I do? Did I swat at a fly with too much force?
Clark: I know you want to make money, Lex, at any cost, but exploiting and m*rder migrant workers? Is that really worth the bottom line?
Lex: Clark, if you're going to accuse me of m*rder, you might want to have the facts to back it up.
Clark: Last year, Luthorcorp bought Jed McNally's farm, and any illegal immigrant who didn't want to be used as forced labor was buried in a cornfield.
Lex: I don't know what you're talking about. But then I could quote you "The Farmers' Almanac," and you'd still call me a liar.
Clark: What do you think Lana would do if she found out about this?
Lex: Well, we could ask her, except she's on her way to Amsterdam on my jet. I wasn't able to clear my schedule.
Clark: You should know I've told the sheriff about this, so you can save your lies about Luthorcorp for him.
Jimmy: C.K. missed a mean stuffed crust. So where did he run off to?
Chloe: [ Clears throat ] Clark just had some stuff he needed to ...
Jimmy: Look, you don't have to cover for him, Chloe. I know why he left. He doesn't like me. And I get it. You're my girl, and the poor guy is madly in love with you. I can't really blame him.
Chloe: Clark and I are just friends. Trust me. That ship is anchored firmly at bay. And as far as him not liking you, that's impossible, Jimmy ... because you make me so happy.
[Jimmy leans in for a kiss.]
Jimmy: Uh, we have company, remember?
Chloe: Oh, no.
[They look over at where Javier was sitting but he is gone, out the window and down the f*re escape. They run outside in time to see Javier jump onto the back of a passing truck.]
Chloe: Javier!
Jimmy: Wait!
Chloe: Javier!
Chloe: Clark, you got to come quick. I'm at the apartment, okay? Just get here as soon as you ... [ Clark super-speeds into her apartment ] can.
Clark: Where's Javier?
Chloe: Oh, Clark, I am so sorry.
Clark: What happened?
Chloe: He was just sitting on the couch eating pizza, and then he disappeared. Jimmy is outside looking for him right now.
Clark: Chloe, all I did was ask you to watch him ...
Chloe: I know, and I plead guilty to child negligence in the third degree. Look, he just jumped onto a truck and disappeared. Clark, if something happens to him ...
[The next day, Clark is back at the McNally farm where a huge forensics crew is digging out scores of bodies. Clark pulls up in his truck and sees Jimmy standing there.]
Jimmy: Any luck?
Clark: Been looking all night. I haven't found Javier.
Jimmy: Do you think any of those guys are his buddy Francisco?
Clark: Deputy Morales? Have you identified any of the bodies yet?
Deputy Morales: They appear to be undocumented laborers. All their papers were forged. When the others found out they were missing, they were too scared to report it.
Clark: What's gonna happen to the others?
Deputy Morales: They'll be detained and sent back to their country of origin. The good news is, though, thanks to your tip, Clark, McNally can't hurt anyone else.
Deputy #1: You sure there's no other field we should check, McNally?
Deputy #2: Be in your best interests, sir, to tell us now.
Jed McNally: That punk who got away ... he got to you, didn't he?
Clark: Mr. McNally, why did you do it?
Jed McNally: Desperate times call for desperate measures. This farm is my livelihood.
Clark: So you brought in sl*ve labor then k*lled them when they tried to leave?
Jed McNally: I wasn't about to let a couple of lazy potato pickers turn me in.
Clark: I guess I did that for them.
Jed McNally: Well, then you and that boy will pay for it!
Deputy Morales: Get him out of here.
[McNally slips from the grasp of the two deputies restraining him and burrows into the ground beneath him, disappearing from sight.]
[At the mansion, Lex is reviewing video footage from the farm.]
Lex: When I told you to keep me informed of Jed McNally's activities, I thought you might include such trifling details as mass m*rder.
Dr. Bauer: Sir, I had no idea that he was k*lling his workers.
Lex: You might want to geta stronger prescription for those glasses, Dr. Bauer. They found corpses on that farm.
Dr. Bauer: All that I knew was that the meteors gave him the ability to displace minerals and burrow through earth.
Lex: I didn't spend millions on research for the test subject to end up in jail. Find McNally before the authorities do.
Dr. Bauer: Mr. Luthor, you and I both know the man could be anywhere.
Lex: Then I suggest you start digging. I want him back.
Chloe: Hey, Clark, what happened?
Clark: Javier is not the only one who escaped. The police had McNally in custody, and all of a sudden he disappeared into the ground.
Chloe: Makes sense, seeing as Jed McNally is 100% certified meteor freak. I checked into the Planet's archives, and it looks like our farmer friend was buried under a mountain of Kryptonite.
Clark: That's why he went missing for three days, and it may explain his ability to move underground.
Chloe: Being a human rototiller definitely helps with the harvest. In the last year and a half, his farm has tripled in productivity. It sounds like he was being his own personal border patrol. I mean, if anyone ever tried to leave, he made sure they wouldn't live to tell the authorities.
Clark: I can't believe it. The same Jed McNally who used to go fishing with my dad is now a m*rder.
Chloe: Hey, Clark, if anything could turn a law-abiding citizen into a card-carrying serial k*ller, it's Kryptonite.
[A police scanner on Chloe's desk comes to life.]
Man on police scanner: Unit 12. Suspected stowaway on bus headed toward Granville. Suspect hispanic, early teens. No I.D.
Clark: Javier.
Chloe: I've been monitoring the police scanner in Granville. Absolutely could be ... [ Clark super-speeds out of the Planet when Chloe turns her head to look at her monitor] hurry, Clark.
Bus driver: Come on, kid, the police are coming. Let's do this the easy way, huh?
Javier: I got to get to my mom.
Clark: Leave him alone.
Bus driver: Mind your own business, kid.
Clark: He is my business.
[A police siren wails in the distance, getting closer. When the bus driver turns to look, Clark super-speeds and grabs Javier, running him out of sight to where his truck is parked.]
Javier: How'd you do that?
Clark: Javier, promise me you won't tell anybody about this.
Javier: Don't worry. I've become an expert at keeping secrets.
Clark: All right, get in the truck. Let's get you home.
Chloe: So, I'm assuming that a behind-the-scenes tour of a laundry wasn't exactly on your dream-date itinerary.
Jimmy: I wouldn't rule it out. A stack of towels could be awfully cushiony.
[Chloe turns to a group of workers coming out of the laundry.]
Chloe: [ Laughing ] Uh, excuse me. Hi. I'm just looking for Esperanza Ramirez.
Chloe: Are you Esperanza? We know your son, Javier.
Esperanza Ramirez: Javier? He's in America?
Jimmy: Yeah and he's looking for you.
Esperanza Ramirez: Where is he?
Chloe: He's at our friend's house. We can take you there if you want.
Esperanza Ramirez: Yes.
Clark: [ On the phone ] You found her, great. Thanks. That was Chloe. Your mom is on her way to my house right now.
Javier: Oh, I can't believe it! After two years, I finally get to see her. You never told me about Francisco, Clark. Just tell me. Please.
Clark: Javier, I'm sorry. He's d*ad. The sheriff I.D.'d his body. Look, I know it's tough. I've lost people close to me, too.
Javier: Stop the car.
Clark: Javier, I ...
Javier: Please, just stop the car.
[As the truck comes to a stop, Javier bolts out the door, running into the field on the side of the road. Clark jumps out and follows him.]
Clark: Javier! Javier, I gotta get you out of here.
Javier: I never should have brought Francisco with me. [ He looks at the necklace from his mom ] Why didn't I give this to Francisco? If we hadn't tried to escape ...
Clark: It's not your fault, Javier. Come on. Let's go see your mom.
[As they turn back to the truck, the ground begins to rumble underneath their feet and in an instant, Clark disappears into the ground.]
Javier: Clark! Clark!
[The rumbling continues, coming towards Javier. He turns to run but before the rumble reaches him, Jed McNally explodes out of the ground, landing unconscious nearby. Clark emerges, dirty but unscathed.]
Javier: Clark ... you're all right.
[Clark stops to pick up the necklace Javier was wearing and hands it to Javier.]
Javier: Mom!
Esperanza Ramirez: [ Gasps ] Javier. Are you okay? What happened?
Javier: Clark saved me.
Clark: Javier should get to a hospital, to be checked out.
Javier: No. We can't. No hospitals.
Martha: Hopefully you won't have to worry about that anymore. I'm doing everything in my power to get your family legal status.
Clark: Mom, you can do that?
Martha: I'm working on it. I've been talking to Esperanza. Javier seems like an amazing boy, a boy I'd be proud to see as a citizen someday.
Clark: What about your position on the Senate?
Martha: Sometimes when you're dealing with extraordinary people, you need to take a risk. That's a lesson I learned from my son.
[Lex is playing the piano in the study as Lana enters.]
Lex: Hey.
Lana: Hi.
Lex: How was your trip?
Lana: Well, a small-town girl from Kansas in the Presidential suite with a stretch limousine at her beck and call ... it was definitely a change.
Lex: I'm sorry if you felt uncomfortable.
Lana: Not at all. Actually, I thought it was amazing.
Lex: Yeah, it's easy to get used to, isn't it?
Lana: Lex, there were 2,000 people in line for that art exhibit, and suddenly the ocean parted, and I was escorted past everyone. I realized that money isn't just luxury, Lex. It's power.
Lex: And that power can be yours, too, now.
Lana: Think of all the good we can do in the world. And I know exactly where I want to start.
Jimmy: "Huge 1-bedroom, DSL-ready. Sprawling views of downtown." Now, if that doesn't scream Chloe Sullivan ...
Chloe: Jimmy, I'm not screaming for anyplace to live.
Jimmy: Okay, well, this one is well-lit, secure parking.
Chloe: Jimmy, I have an apartment. And, yes, my roommate might blast Metallica in the bathroom, but I'm happy there.
Jimmy: Chloe, it's in Smallville. Look, I just don't feel too comfortable with my girlfriend living in a town surrounded by m*rder freaks ... a chick who sprouts vines, a serial-k*ller farmer with a dirt fetish. I mean, who knows what's next?
Chloe: Jimmy, your girlfriend has been living in Smallville for the past 10 years. And believe it or not, she is still standing.
Jimmy: Then you must have one dedicated guardian angel.
Chloe: Jimmy, look, Smallville got me stories, and those stories got me hired at one of the best newspapers in the world.
Jimmy: Are you sure your looks had nothing to do with it?
[Chuckles]
Clark: [ Clears throat ] Aren't you two still on the clock?
Jimmy: C.K. Just the man that I wanted to see. Look, I'm a straight sh**t, so we should probably just get this out in the open. I know that you got your issues with me.
Clark: What do you mean?
Jimmy: The whole Chloe-and-me thing. And, hey, you know what? I get it. But what I'm about is working through it. Do you play hoops? Great. Cool. Then we will, you know, go play a little one-on-one, and we'll just leave it outon the court, 'cause I'm your bro, not your foe. Ring that bell. There it is.
Chloe: [ Laughing ] Please don't ask any follow-up questions.
Clark: Well, nice byline.
Chloe: Hey, thanks. Yeah. It wouldn't have a happy ending if it wasn't for you, though. Come on, Clark, you put a psycho k*ller away, and you reunited a mother with her son. I mean, there are only so many hours in the day.
Clark: Well, see, that's the thing. No matter how many people I save, I can't solve the world's problems.
Chloe: I don't know anyone else who does more for this world than you.
[Clark is working in the barn as Lana enters.]
Lana: Clark?
Clark: I thought you were in Amsterdam.
Lana: I'm back. Is your mom around?
Clark: No, she's in Topeka.
Lana: Um, well, I brought by some paperwork for her. Should I leave it in the house?
Clark: That's all right. I'll take it. I'll make sure she gets it. This must be pretty important if you're hand-delivering it yourself.
Lana: Luthorcorp wants to sponsor the residency of the workers on your neighbor's farm. They'll all be given jobs at the plant.
Clark: You realize the only reason Lex is doing this is to wash his hands of it.
Lana: Lex had no idea what was going on on that farm.
Clark: Lana, you don't believe that.
Lana: Unlike some people I know, Lex doesn't lie to me.
Clark: Or he just wants his name clear of m*rder and sl*very, so he sends a messenger to do his cleanup work.
Lana: I'm not Lex's messenger, Clark. This was my idea. I resent the fact that you think I'm some puppet that he can manipulate.
Clark: I didn't mean it like that.
Lana: It's exactly what you meant.
[Clark watches her leave, looking frustrated.]
Doctor: McNally remains in a low-level coma.
Lex: Put him with the others.
[As Lex leaves the room, he walks by a series of barred doors, all with outstretched arms reaching for him as he walks by. At the end of the hallway, the door closes behind him, and on the door is a sign - "33.1"] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x09 - Subterranean"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on January 11th, 2007
Linda Lake: I need 11 copies of each by tomorrow morning, and before my macchiato goes arctic. Assistants just don't have the stamina they used to have.
Chloe: Uh, excuse me, miss Lake, with all due respect, I'm not an assistant. I'm a reporter.
Linda Lake: Of course you are. Unfortunately, Sullivan, what matters is that I can see Gotham from my new office, and you ... oh, well, you, hon, you work below sea level.
Chloe: At the risk of heresy, I would rather be snorkeling for the rest of my life than destroy a man's career based on rumor.
Linda Lake: I only print the truth, and if you haven't noticed, I print it on page 1, section B every week.
[ The scene shifts to the streets below the Daily Planet. Linda Lake is walking on the sidewalk, talking on her cell phone.]
Linda Lake: Ron, I know for a fact this guy is on steroids. He's a juicer. I can smell the slow-roasting ink of tomorrow's headline. Well, you said you wanted someone with their finger on the pulse of the city. Well, I just h*t an artery.
[ The baseball player, Mike Dawson, appears on the street in front of her, looking enraged.]
Linda Lake: Well, if it isn't the steroid stallion ... what? Don't you have some muscle-cocktail mixing to do?
Mike Dawson: You ruined my life! And you don't even care, do you?
Linda Lake: Oh, please. If you didn't want to get red-rovered by the Meteor's lineup, maybe you should have reconsidered jamming that needle into your tush.
Mike Dawson: You're pretty quick to get high and mighty.
Linda Lake: I think those aminos are going to your head.
Mike Dawson: And I think you've destroyed enough lives. I'm not gonna let you destroy any more.
[ Linda turns to run and after a moment, Dawson follows. When he catches up to her, he only sees a puddle of water draining slowly into the decorative fountain in front of the building. He walks up to the fountain and looks into the water, and the water explodes up at him, pulling him in. He struggles against it, but can't escape.]
Chloe: So I'm guessing you didn't ditch prime time on your social calendar to come and help me research the dwindling pigeon population.
Lana: Chloe, Lex proposed.
Chloe: And?
Lana: And I haven't given him an answer yet.
Chloe: I'm sure that's going over well.
Lana: Lex and I are in a really great place right now, but when I actually heard those words, there was something that wouldn't let me say yes.
Chloe: Something like Clark?
Lana: When I was with Clark, I would have said yes without hesitating. I thought that chapter of my life was over.
Chloe: Lana ... I think that you need to stop reading between the lines and actually talk to Clark before you're going to be able to close this book on him forever. Let's go.
[ As they leave, the water in the water cooler stirs.]
Jimmy: ScoopGirl?
Lois: Hotshot485? You've got to be kidding me.
Jimmy: I'm not the one up all night tooling the internet for Green Arrow pics. Don't you have a boyfriend?
Lois: Do you have the photos?
Jimmy: You got the cash?
Lois: I don't get it. Of all the photographers in Metropolis, how is it that you end up with the first sh*ts of our merry archer?
Jimmy: I have my connections.
Lois: No. Really.
Jimmy: Oh, well, guy doesn't get out of the su1c1de slums much, so I just hung out there for a few weeks ... in my car with my pepper spray and the doors locked.
Lois: This is it? A bunch of arms and legs? Nice work, hotshot. I mean, you didn't even manage to catch one sh*t of his face. All these tell me about Green Arrow is that he needs a band-aid.
Jimmy: Well, at least you got a good look at that.
Clark: Hey, Chloe.
[ As Clark walks up to Chloe, she is reading the morning's gossip column, detailing her exact conversation with Lana from the night before.]
Chloe: Have you seen the Daily Planet this morning?
Clark: No.
Chloe: Okay. God, I can't let you read this in the paper. Lex proposed to Lana.
Clark: What did she say?
Chloe: She hasn't given him an answer.
Clark: It says here it's because of me. Is this true? Chloe? I know better ... look, I know better. You know, I've tried so hard to let Lana go that ... if she marries Lex, there's no going back. Is it true?
Chloe: I would double down on the fact that Lana's still in love with you.
Clark: I can't let her do this.
Chloe: Whoa, Clark. Wait a minute. I-it's a lot more complicated now.
Clark: What could be more complicated than living your life with regrets?
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
[ Lex brings Lana breakfast in bed, with a copy of the Daily Planet on the breakfast tray.]
Lana: You didn't have to do that.
Lex: I was feeling alone waiting for your answer. I didn't realize I had so much company.
[ Lana sees the headlines from the article about her.]
Lana: I don't know what to say.
Lex: Then let me. "When I was with Clark, I would have said yes without hesitating." You know, the worst part of waiting ... was dwelling on all the reasons why you might be stalling. At least now I know.
Lana: Lex, I'm sorry.
[ Lana's cell phone rings, with a call from Chloe.]
Assistant: Mr. Luthor, you have a guest.
[ Lex leaves Lana in her room, as she sends the call to her voice mail. Lex meets Clark in the study.]
Clark: They said Lana was here.
Lex: She was. But I'm afraid you just missed her.
Clark: I'll come back later.
Lex: So you really think you can convince her? You think you can talk her out of making the biggest mistake of her life by marrying me?
Clark: We both know that you swept in after ...
Lex: After you crushed her?
Clark: You knew she was vulnerable, and you played her until she thought she was in love with you.
Lex: If you really see Lana as that naive, you obviously don't think as much of her as I do.
Clark: It must be eating at you that she's hesitating ... wondering why she hasn't given you an answer.
Lex: I guess it would ... if I didn't know what the answer was going to be. You see, I highly doubt she'll say no, Clark ... now that she's carrying my child.
Chloe: So you're telling me you think that Metropolis' most worshiped meathead was m*rder?
Jimmy: Hey, now, that's my childhood hero you're talking smack about, and the one baseball card I still can't manage to snag.
Chloe: Still?
Jimmy: Yeah. It's an investment.
Chloe: So, why the homicide hunch on this guy?
Jimmy: The obit writer left me Dawson's file to scan his photo. Preliminary investigation is calling it su1c1de, but how's a guy who's larger than life drown in 2 feet of water?
Chloe: Well, his career was over. And Lake was right ... the coroner's report says that Dawson was juiced up on muscle mixers.
Jimmy: Chloe, you're going to tell me that someone on a 'roid rage is going to lie down in a koi pond and call it a day?
Linda Lake: You said you'd have it ready by today.
Interior Decorator: Well, that was before you added the zen waterfall. I have to get approval.
Linda Lake: Approval? Oh, please. This pulp rag lives or dies by my column. Now, you get it done by today, or you're going to be decorating bathrooms in strip malls. Ugh! [ She yells at the construction crew in her office. ] Get out!
Linda Lake: Hmm. Mr. Luthor. Now, there's only one reason a celebrity pays me a house call.
[ Chuckles]
Lex: Right to the point. Since you have a unique way of exhuming even the most carefully buried secrets, I have a little freelance assignment for you.
Linda Lake: I quit doing freelance when I quit fetching lattes for pudgy-fingered newsroom vultures.
Lex: Well, I'll let you decide what it's worth to you. Fill in whatever number you want. Just get me anything you can on Clark Kent and Lana Lang.
Lois: Ahh. Okay, how long do I have to do this for?
Oliver: What was it that you said, huh? Yoga is glorified stretching with chants.
Lois: Little bit different perspective from down here.
Oliver: Well, this is a good way to strengthen your core, trust me. Whoa! Oh!
Lois: I didn't realize that my core was in question.
Oliver: You really want to keep talking?
Lois: No.
[ They kiss and she takes off his shirt, exposing a huge gash on his upper arm. When she sees it, she remembers the picture of Green Arrow from Jimmy, with a bloody gash in the same place.]
Oliver: Hey. Oh, it's a scratch. Don't worry about it.
Lois: A scratch, huh?
Oliver: Mm-hmm.
Lois: How did that happen?
Oliver: Um, it was a fencing accident.
Lois: With a real blade?
Oliver: Uh, you know, the tip snapped off and caught me. Trust me, it looks worse than it feels, okay? I promise.
Lois: Thank you for all of the chakra reorganizing, but I have to go.
Oliver: Well, I mean, uh ...
[ Lois runs out of the apartment.]
Lois: Goodbye.
[ As she rides the elevator down, she checks her photos to be sure of what she's seen.]
Lois: Smallville, sorry about the article. It's bad enough to have a broken heart, but to have it splashed all over the newspapers ...
Clark: I guess that's what reporters do, don't they?
Lois: Okay, I think that little zinger just ricocheted off of Linda Lake and h*t me.
Clark: Look, I'm sorry. People keep secrets for a reason.
Lois: I don't know. If you ask me, I think a secret is just a big loophole in the whole "thou shall not lie" clause.
Clark: There's just no gray area with you, is there?
Lois: Not when someone I thought I knew better than anyone has been keeping the biggest secret of all.
Clark: What are you talking about?
Lois: What would you do if one day you realized someone close to you had a serious hero complex?
[ Clark looks at her uneasily, unsure where this is going.]
Clark: Hero complex?
Lois: Hiding his true identity from everyone he supposedly cares about. You can't tell me you wouldn't find something wrong with that.
Clark: Who exactly are we talking about?
Lois: Green arrow, A.K.A. Oliver Queen.
Clark: [ Relieved ] Oliver.
Lois: Jimmy snapped photos of Green Arrow getting slashed in the arm exactly where Ollie's arm is cut. Plus, the time printed on the photos is exactly the same time Ollie disappeared on me that same night.
Clark: When are you planning to unload this theory on Oliver?
Lois: I need proof first ... definitive proof. That's where I thought you might come in handy.
[ Chloe walks into her apartment and Clark is there with Lois' Green Arrow pictures.]
Chloe: [ Exhales sharply ] I swear I'm losing my scare reflex because of you.
Clark: Lois asked me to ...
Chloe: Oh, please, Clark. Are you going to tell me why you're digging in Lois' purse, snoop dogg? Wait. Let me guess. You're covering for the new pledge of your hero fraternity.
Clark: Last time Lois said she had a lead on the Green Arrow, she was just bluffing. Now she says Jimmy has sh*ts that will help I.D. him.
Chloe: Jimmy? He's moonlighting for Lois?
Clark: I guess we all have secrets to keep. You should know that better than anyone right now. You knew that Lana was pregnant, didn't you?
Chloe: You had that coming, you know?
[ They separate and Clark looks at her very intensely.]
Clark: For the record ... I prefer "intergalactic traveler" over "alien from another planet."
[ Chloe chuckles at this, unable to stay mad at him. In the bathroom, the water recedes, then swirls to form Linda Lake, listening at the door.]
Chloe: Hey! Hey. Thanks for finally returning one of my phone calls.
Lana: How much does Lana Lang's personal life boost newspaper sales these days?
Chloe: Okay. I was expecting that. But to be honest, I was kind of hoping you'd give me the benefit of the doubt. I guess there's a shortage of those today.
Lana: That article recites our conversation verbatim.
Chloe: Do you honestly think I would betray you like that, Lana?
Lana: What other explanation is there?
Chloe: I'm not sure, but the Lana Lang I know would at least give me a chance to find one.
Lana: After Clark, I guess I'm so jaded, I don't even know what to expect from my friends anymore.
Chloe: So I take it the conversation didn't go so well.
Lana: Conversation?
Chloe: Clark left the talon to go talk to you.
Lana: About what?
Chloe: Well ... I don't ... I should just put a bag over my head that says, "if you want to keep a secret, don't tell me."
Lana: What did he want to say?
Chloe: You two need to O.K. Corral it on your own, because I've been blamed for putting words in people's mouths enough for one day.
Lana: I'm sorry I didn't trust you. I just ... I don't understand how every intimate detail of my life is being leaked into Linda Lake's column.
Chloe: From what I found out, her reconnaissance techniques aren't exactly from the journalist's code of ethics. I think it's time we turn the tables on our little resident voyeur.
Lois: Hey, I got your call. What's the 911?
Clark: I've been thinking. Maybe your Oliver theory isn't so far out there. And if he is the Green Arrow, you deserve to know the truth.
Lois: Really? Because I've been doing some thinking of my own, and ... maybe I don't want to know. I went through all the articles on Green Arrow's crimes, and what if we just got off on the wrong foot? I mean, the whole "rob from the rich to give to the poor" thing, that wins him some points, right?
Clark: Are you feeling okay?
Lois: No! I'm not all right, Clark. I think I'm in love with Oliver. I don't know how you ever let Lana go if you felt this way. Because I swear, the guy could tell me he was from Mars right now, and I would find a way to dismiss it as an endearing quirk.
Clark: Lois, you're like a pit bull on a pant leg. You're never going to let this go until you know for sure.
Lois: I hate that you know me like that. But I can't just pull a Lois and ambush him. What if I'm wrong?
Clark: What if you never need to confront him?
Lois: Hmm.
Lois: Isn't this exciting? Our first group movie night. I mean, don't you just love spontaneity?
[ Elevator dings]
Lois: Let me get it. Clark, come on in. Let me get your jacket.
Clark: Thanks for having me over. Lois, looks like you went all out.
Lois: Well, it's not a party until you ... oh, no. I can't believe I did that. You can't have cocktails without ice. Don't worry. Yours will be virgin.
Oliver: I'll run to the corner. I can grab it.
Lois: No, no, I got it! My party, my bad.
Oliver: Think she suspects anything?
Clark: I think she's a little preoccupied.
Oliver: Then it's showtime.
[ Oliver opens his hidden Green Arrow room.]
[ Lois is down in an alley and calls Oliver on her cell phone, obviously faking being chased.]
Lois: Oliver, they're chasing me. I don't know how many there are. 10, maybe. I shouldn't have cut down the alley. [ She bangs her cell phone on the dumpster. ] Oh, my God! Oliver! Help me! [ Lois bangs her cell phone on the side of a dumpster again for effect, and it breaks in her hand. ] Oh. Good one, Lois.
[ As she turns, three thugs emerge out of the shadows.]
Thug: Need some help?
[ Jimmy jumps out from behind some boxes and ambushes the first thug as Lois is grabbed by the other two.]
Jimmy: Ow! You didn't tell me they were going to be real thugs!
Lois: Well, they kind of made an impromptu appearance.
Jimmy: Aah!
Lois: Get off! Get off of me!
[ The Green Arrow appears suddenly and throws one of the thugs across the alley, then pulls an arrow but the other two thugs are already running away. Lois sees this and believes she has the proof she needs that Oliver is the Green Arrow.]
Lois: Your secret's safe with me, Oliver.
[ Jimmy is madly taking pictures as Lois kisses the Gree Arrow passionately. After a moment, she realizes she's not kissing Oliver at all.]
Lois: You're, uh ...
[ Oliver appears next to them, still wearing his street clothes.]
Oliver: That's a hell of a thank-you.
[ Lois realizes her mistake and slaps the Green Arrow, turning sheepishly to Oliver. The Green Arrow uses this distraction to leave, disappearing in the blink of an eye. As he does, Jimmy gets a final sh*t of Green Arrow's exit. All of them turn in awe of the amazing quick exit by the Green Arrow.]
Oliver: [ Gloating ] Did you just call him "Oliver"?
Lois: It was just a hunch.
[ Clark stops around the corner and removes the Green Arrow hood, with a flushed, embarrassed but fairly exhilarated look on his face.]
[ Chloe is sitting at Linda Lake's desk at the Planet, setting up a hidden video feed, with Lana on the other end of the video link.]
Chloe: All right, Lana. Are you ready for your close-up?
Lana: I can't believe this is so easy.
Chloe: Okay. How are my pearly megapixels looking?
Lana: Crystal clear. Since we're eavesdropping, can you find out what else she has on Lex and me?
Chloe: Yeah, sure. Do a little recon while we're at it.
[ Chloe pulls up Linda's latest article, which reveals that Clark is not from Earth. Lana can only see the look on Chloe's face.]
Lana: Chloe, what is it?
Chloe: Oh, Clark.
[ Linda appears in the doorway.]
Linda Lake: Like tomorrow's headline? And here I thought your hatred was just professional jealousy. Who knew you were covering such a scandalous secret?
Chloe: You're actually going to stake your reputation on this tabloid garbage that's not even fit for the Inquisitor? Nobody's going to believe you.
Linda Lake: Oh, of course they will. I have a very trustworthy source ... you. And no doubt, if anyone goes looking for proof, well, I think they're going to find it. But I must say, I am impressed. Here you were, sitting on a story that could have earned you a major headline, and you chose to protect your friend instead.
Chloe: Not a hard decision to make when you actually care about someone.
[ As they are speaking, they circle the desk, with Linda sitting down in her chair, in view of the video feed that Lana is still watching. Chloe notices a hammer from the construction crew sitting nearby.]
Linda Lake: It's values like that that keep your career in the basement. Don't you just love the internet? [ Chuckles ] Do you know with just one touch of a button, I can be on every major talk show? And everyone at YouTube will know that your farm-boy friend is really an ...
[ As she says this, Chloe picks up the hammer and slams it down on the computer, severing the video feed. Sparks fly and Linda jumps up from her chair.]
Linda Lake: ... Alien.
Chloe: I have a feeling your credibility might be at stake when you're locked up for Mike Dawson's m*rder.
Linda Lake: Mike Dawson drowned. Do your homework. It's in every police report.
Chloe: These police aren't from Smallville. You remember Smallville, don't you? You were a rookie reporter for KSCW who went for the second meteor shower. Moth got a little too close to the flame, and your news van took a nose dive into crater Lake. My guess is you walked out withsome sort of special ability. From what I found out, Mike Dawson wasn't your first victim, was he?
Linda Lake: Nobody likes an overachiever.
[ Linda lunges and grabs a nail g*n and Chloe bolts for the door, a shower of sawdust flying behind her as the nails fly. Chloe makes it to the elevator but Linda runs in close behind her, pointing the nail g*n.]
Linda Lake: Hey, sullivan!
[ Linda pulls the trigger but the nail g*n is empty. Behind Chloe , the elevator doors open and she stumbles into the elevator, hitting the button for the first floor. The doors close before Linda can reach her.]
[ Once outside, Chloe runs across the street but when she stops on the sidewalk, she notices a pool of water forming under her feet and when she turns around, Linda is there. ]
Linda Lake: You want to rise above sea level, you better sharpen those teeth!
[They fight viciously, neither one gaining the upper hand. They wrestle each other to the ground and as Linda gets up she pulls a light out of the ground that has a huge stake at the end. She rushes Chloe but Chloe falls backward, throwing Linda behind her with her legs and into the street. As Linda flies into the street, she is struck by an oncoming car and bursts into a shower of water. Lana is driving the car and screams as she hits Linda, screaching to a halt.]
Lana: Oh, my God! She came out of nowhere!
Chloe: It's okay. She's gone now.
[ Very slowly, the water on the hood of Lana's car drains down onto the ground, then flows into the storm drains nearby.]
Jimmy: Whoo! Yes!
Chloe: Hey, how are the secret adventures of Lois and Jimmy?
Jimmy: Busted, huh?
Chloe: Oh, my God. What happened to your face?
Jimmy: Oh, you should see the other guy. Who did that to you?
Chloe: You can put your dueling p*stol away. It was just a workplace scuffle. You were right about Lake.
Jimmy: Looks like we're 2 for 2 tonight, huh? I want you to be the first one to take a look at this. Check it out ... Green Arrow. I got real pictures of him ... face and all. And this one's not yet rated.
Chloe: Oh. I feel dirty.
Jimmy: Think about how Oliver feels. Lois and Clark put this whole scheme together because they thought Oliver was Green Arrow. Then Ppow! ... poor sucker comes around the corner, catches her sucking lip with leather daddy. This ... this is the real money sh*t. Get ready to meet the Green Arrow.
[ Jimmy brings up his final image of Green Arrow, just as he was leaving. The image is empty with no sign of the Green Arrow.]
Jimmy: No. No, no, no, no. This is not happening. I had his face in the cross hairs! How could he be there one second, and then just gone like the '90s?
Chloe: Gone as in faster than a thousandth-of-a-second shutter speed?
[ Chloe realizes that this means that it was Clark in the Green Arrow costume, and the smile on her face says that she's figured that it must have been Oliver that Clark was trying to protect with this little ruse.]
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] Yeah. Weird. Always thought he was supercool. I didn't realize he was superhuman.
Chloe: Clark.
Clark: What's going on?
Chloe: Uh, Lois was just telling me about her exciting night last night.
Lois: Yeah, I don't know where you disappeared to last night, Smallville, but it turns out I was wrong about Oliver.
[ As Chloe is speaking to Clark, its clear that she is doing all she can to let him know that she knows all about his covering for Oliver/Green Arrow, and her delight is obvious.]
Chloe: He's not the Green Arrow! Can you believe that? Luckily Oliver showed up when our hero was still around, but it looks like you were way off base about him. And the craziest part is he chucked a guy across an alley, right?
Lois: Oh, yeah.
Chloe: And then supersped away. I mean, who does that?
[ She looks directly at Clark, the huge smile on her face telling him all he needs to know - he's busted.]
Clark: Hmm. It's a good thing Oliver showed up when he did. Then you know for sure.
Chloe: Oh, she knew before he showed up.
Clark: You did?
Chloe: Ask her how.
Clark: How?
Lois: I kissed him.
Chloe: Isn't that romantic? Oh, I'm sorry, Lois. Finish the story. [ Clark starts to interrupt, but Chloe can't wait to see Clark squirm through this part of the story and stops him before he can interrupt further. ] This is the best part.
Lois: Well, he was holding me in his arms. And Ollie's a good kisser ... don't get me wrong ... but that Green Arrow, he could teach Ollie a thing or two.
Chloe: Hey. You took off early last night. You okay?
Lana: I just keep running what happened through my head.
Chloe: Lana, you can't blame yourself. It wasn't your fault.
Lana: That part I'm pretty clear on.
Chloe: Look, nobody wanted to see her die, but if you hadn't come when you did, it would have been my obit on the front page. Maybe. Of section D. Anyway, um, thank you again.
Lana: How do you do that? Just brush it under the rug as if nothing happened?
Chloe: Lana, Linda wasn't the first freak of nature who went psycho.
Lana: No. I mean whatever it is you're protecting about Clark.
Chloe: I don't know what you're talking about.
Lana: Yes, you do. Some secret about a farm boy made you take a hammer to her computer before I could hear the rest. Come on, Chloe. I'm not that naive. Whatever it is you two have been hiding, do you really expect me to keep looking the other way?
Chloe: Linda was grasping at straws. She's always desperate for her next story. You know that better than anyone. Lana ... I would never do anything to hurt you.
Lana: That's what Clark always says.
Lana: Sorry that you had to find out like this.
Clark: It's okay. You don't have to tell me every little detail of your life anymore.
Lana: Clark, we both know that a proposal is more than a little detail. And as messed up as it is ... you were the first person that I wanted to tell.
Clark: Is that supposed to make me feel better?
Lana: Clark, you said that you didn't love me anymore, and I tried to cut everything off, but I'm not made that way. Even if we're not talking, you are still a part of my life, and I'm not trying to deny it anymore. I'm trying to put it into perspective.
Clark: I guess we both need to do that.
Lana: Chloe said that you came by to talk to me. What was it about? Whatever secret Chloe is helping you to protect, Clark ... please, just once ... just trust me.
[ Lana is begging Clark with her eyes, for that one bit of honesty and trust he's never been able to give her. Clark is struggling with what to do, but finally can't give in.]
Clark: It doesn't matter now.
[ He turns away from her, but she stops him, putting her hand on his arm.]
Lana: Clark, don't do that.
Clark: I know about the baby. Lex told me. Everything's changed.
Lana: Even the fact that you told me that you look back at the past and regret it every day? Has that changed, too? I guess that I can't ask you to see me the same way.
[ She turns to leave, walking down the steps when Clark stops her.]
Clark: Lana. I hope Lex makes you very happy.
Lex: A million dollars for your thoughts. Sorry. My comic timing is the first to go after my nerves. You know, in all my life, I've ... I've never made an offer when I was afraid of the answer. Till now.
Lana: You've been so patient.
Lex: Doesn't feel like it.
Lana: I went to see Clark.
Lex: And?
Lana: And I love him. I love both of you. And maybe I always will. Lex, I couldn't say yes to you knowing that I might look back with regrets. You deserve better than that.
Lex: Lana, with the life I've led, I go to bed praying every night that I don't get what I deserve. You get bitter ... and vengeful. And then you meet someone who's so good ... that she might be the one person who could learn to love you. I would wait forever for that.
Lana: You don't have to. I'm done looking back. I have someone right in front of me who I know trusts me ... and who lets me see sides of him no one else does.
Lex: So just for clarification ...
Lana: Yes, Lex Luthor. I will marry you. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x10 - Hydro"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on January 18th, 2007
Chloe is walking through the Daily Planet at night, talking to Clark on her cell phone.
Chloe: Clark, I know hunting down Zoners is your top priority, but if you haven't found anything in South America, we still have a situation back here in Kansas we need to deal with. No, he'll be here in 15 minutes. Okay. Great.I'll see you in a few.
A man enters the office.
Chloe: Dr. Casselli. You're early.
Dr. Casselli: You are annoyingly persistent, Miss Sullivan. I've already told you - I don't know anything.
Chloe: Don't sell yourself short, doctor. I think you're a very knowledgeable man. In the last few months, over a dozen patients have been transferred out of the high-security wing at Belle Reve. And I believe that's your signature on all the paperwork.
Dr. Casselli: Patients are transferred in and out of mental facilities all the time.
Chloe: Even ones that exhibit unusual abilities? Where are they transferred to? Is Luthorcorp involved? Does this have anything to do with 33.1?
Dr. Casselli pulls out a g*n and points it at Chloe. Chloe puts up her hands.
Chloe: Okay. I'll take that as a "no comment."
Dr. Casselli: I didn't want any of this. But it was so much money.
Dr. Casselli is ready to f*re the g*n when a red flash of light streaks through the office, knocking Dr. Casselli to the floor, unconscious, and knocking the g*n into Chloe's hands. At the same time, Clark appears behind her, but its clear that it was not Clark that saved her.
Clark: Chloe? You okay?
Chloe: Yeah. Just in the nick of time, as always.
Clark: It wasn't me. He was already down when I got here.
Chloe: What? Well, if it wasn't you,then who ...
Clark sees a red form in the office just as it takes off. He follows, close behind as they wind in an out of the streets of Metropolis. They come up on a basketball game where Clark stops to survey the situation.
Guy on the sidelines of a basketball game: He's open! Pass the ball! Pass the ... Oh! What's the matter with you, man?
Clark hears a whistle and sees the same red form off in the distance. He superspeeds to catch the guy but just as he reaches out, the guy is gone in an instant. Clark looks around to find Bart Allen.
Bart: Still too slow, stretch.
Clark: Bart.
Cut to Daily Planet
Chloe: He got away from you? I thought you were the fastest man alive.
Clark: Whoever he was, he saved your life, which is more than I can say.
Chloe: Oh, come on, Clark. It wasn't your fault. Even with all your powers, you can't be everywhere at once.
Clark: I have to be. I'm the only one who can round up the prisoners from the Phantom Zone and stop Lex from experimenting on people with abilities. What did you find out from Casselli about 33.1?
Chloe: Nothing, and I'm not going to. Casselli was in and out of prison before the ink could dry on his fingerprints.
Clark: How'd he get out so fast?
Chloe: I don't know, but a Luthorcorp lawyer paid Casselli a visit right before his release.
Clark: Lex.
Chloe: Casselli could be stashed halfway around the world by now.
Clark: I'll get in touch with Lionel. Maybe he can tell us something.
Chloe: I'll keep sifting through my Luthorcorp intel. Maybe we'll get lucky, and I'll come up with a few bread crumbs.
Bart appears in the barn with them and immediately hits on Chloe.
Bart: Hey, gorgeous. What's up? You miss me?
Chloe clearly doesn't remember meeting Bart when he was in town.
Bart: I'm Bart Allen. We had a moment on the town last time I was here.
Clark: Two years ago, before you had a boyfriend.
Chloe: Oh! Right! Wow. It's good to see you again, Bart.
Bart: The pleasure's all mine, senorita.
Chloe: I'll see you around.
Bart: Muy caliente.
Clark: Knock it off. What's with the Spanish?
Bart: Well, I just grabbed lunch down in Mexico, man. They got this burrito down there ... el intestine-o buster. You got to take a run down there with me to try one.
Clark: What are you doing here, Bart?
Bart: I'm hanging out with my amigo, man. What's it look like?
Clark: That's what I'm trying to find out. Last time you blew through town, you stole my dad's wallet then swiped a priceless artifact from Lex. You nearly got yourself k*lled.
Bart: Yeah. Yeah, those were the days, huh? Yeah, all right. Look, man, I already told you, things are different now, okay? I mean, back then, I needed a super-kick in the butt, and you laid it on me, and ever since then, there's been no more stealing for this gringo, I swear.
Clark: Am I really supposed to just buy that?
Bart: Well, I could squirt out some tears if that'll help.
Clark: No, but the truth might. What were you doing at the Daily Planet?
Bart: I saw Chloe-licious had a byline a while back. And I was in town on business, figured I ought to check it out.
Clark: What kind of business?
Bart: I'm a courier. I pick things up. I drop them off. Lickety-split. Don't have a fit. [ Clark looks skeptical ] All right look, man, whatever. You don't trust me, that's fine. Okay, I'll be gone before you can even blink.
Clark: I don't know. I can still blink pretty fast. Mexico, huh? Want to go get that burrito?
Bart: Excelente.
Cut to Lois and Oliver arrive at his apartment, unable to take their hands off of each other.
Lois: Whoa![ stumbling ] Now, that is what I call a three-martini lunch.
Oliver: It was a four-martini lunch if you include the one that you spilled on my shirt.
Lois: Right. Well, how am I ever going to make it up to you?
Oliver: I don't know. Because, uh... it's my favorite shirt.
Lois: Well, then, I think we should get it into the laundry so that it doesn't stain.
Oliver: Yeah. That's a good idea.
The start to kiss passionately, until Oliver's cell phone rings.
Oliver: I gotta take this.
Oliver, on the phone.
Oliver: Go ahead. [ He listens for a moment ] Give me five minutes.
He hangs up and turns to Lois.
Oliver: I, uh...
Lois: You know, what I had in mind is gonna take a little longer than five minutes.
Oliver: Rain check?
Lois: Sure. I'll just put it next to the rest of the umbrellas you keep handing me.
Oliver: Lois ...
Lois: I mean, is it just me or is this relationship all interruptus and no coitus? You're always running off just when things start getting interesting, and I like being interested ... a lot.
Oliver: Yeah. I know. You're right. It's, uh... it's not fair to you. I think we should take a break.
Lois: You mean like, what... see other people?
Oliver: Uh, well, okay. Yeah, I mean, if that's what you want. I was actually thinking more along the lines of taking a vacation... together.
Lois: Really?
Oliver: Yeah, really.
Lois: No rushing out in the middle of the good stuff?
Oliver: No. None. It'll be you, me, and... Monte Carlo?
Lois: Hmm.
Oliver: There's just a few things that I do need to take care of before we go, and I think once we get ...
Lois interrupts him with a kiss.
Oliver: God, you're good at that.
Lois: I'll start packing.
Oliver: Okay.
Lois: Bye.
Oliver looks down at his cell phone. The text message says, "Game on."
Cut to Lionel arrives in the study.
Lionel: I need to talk to you. You alone?
Lex: Just me and my shadow, dad. Lana's in Paris with Nell, shopping for a wedding dress.
Lionel: That's good she's out of the country considering what's happening.
Lex: Look, if this is about Dr. Casselli ...
Lionel: Casselli? He's the least of our worries. Another Luthorcorp Facility has been h*t. That's six. Each one of them has some connection with 33.1.
Lex: The only thing housed in those facilities was peripheral research.
Lionel: Oh, please.
Lex: All the vital data is still secure in the mainframe.
Lionel: And how long do you think before that location is compromised? If it ever became public that Luthorcorp is experimenting on people with abilities ...
Lex: It won't.
Lex hands Lional a photo.
Lionel: What's this?
Lex: A single frame pulled off a security camera from one of the break-ins. Whoever is responsible has the ability to move faster than a speeding b*llet. Such a unique individual would make an interesting test subject to add to 33.1, don't you think?
Lionel: What do you plan to do?
Lex: Protect our investment. Come on. I'll walk you out.
As they leave, Bart arrives in the loft, then speeds down to Lex's computer. He plugs in a device which starts to crack the password to access the computer, then gets on his radio headset when he's finished.
Bart: Yeah, I got it. Meet me at the rendezvous.
Cut to back in Metropolis, Bart arrives in a back alley, expecting to meet someone but noone is around.
Bart: Hey, are we gonna do this or are you gonna lurk in the shadows all night?
Above him, the Green Arrow descends down on a cable.
Oliver: Just being careful. After all, I'm not as fast as you.
Cut to Clark walks into Lionel's office.
Lionel: Clark. I was, uh, just thinking about you.
Clark: You've got a funny way of showing it. I've left you half a dozen messages.
Lionel: I'm sorry. I've been preoccupied.
Clark: Helping that doctor from Belle Reve get out of jail.
Lionel: Clark, my involvement with Belle Reve is past history. But it appears that you still have a very active interest in breaking into Luthorcorp.
Lionel hands Clark the photo from the security camera.
Clark: Where was this taken?
Lionel: Mexico ... the Luthorcorp processing plant. If you're going to continue playing games like this, you should be more careful.
Clark: This isn't me.
Lionel: No? Who is it, then?
Cut to Bart is the Kent kitchen, completely surrounded by empty dishes that he's just finished off.
Bart: God, Mrs. K, thank you so much. This was so good.
Martha: Where do you put it all? You eat more than Clark, and he's twice your size.
Bart: Yeah, well, you know, I burn a lot of calories.
Martha: Well, there's plenty more in the fridge. I have to run to a meeting. Would you mind cleaning up?
As she says this, she turns her back and when she turns back, Bart has cleaned up the whole mess.
Bart: Yeah, anything for you, Mrs. K.
Martha: It's nice to have you here, Bart. I hope you stay longer this time.
Martha leaves just as Clark arrives at home.
Bart: Hey, what's up, man? You just missed a k*ller spread.
Clark: You can cut the act. I know about Luthorcorp and the break-ins by somebody who's as fast as me.
Bart: Yeah. Faster, actually.
Clark: You know what's funny? I actually believed your story about how I changed your life.
Bart: Look, it's not a story, Clark, okay? Really, I'm not the same guy.
Clark: You stole from Lex before. You're stealing from him again. What's the difference?
Bart: It's just ... ugh! ... It's complicated.
Clark: I'm a smart guy. Explain it to me.
Bart: I can't.
Clark: Why not? I thought we were amigos.
Bart: We are.
Clark: Then tell me why you're stealing from Luthorcorp.
Bart hesitates but remains silent.
Bart: I just... I can't.
Clark: I'll find out for myself, then.
Clark walks over to Bart's backpack but before he can grab it, Bart speeds around him and grabs it.
Bart: Look, I'm sorry I can't tell you all my secrets, Clark. Okay? I thought a guy like you would understand.
Bart flies out the front door of the Kent house.
Cut to Lois's Apartment
Lois: [ Sighs ] I know it's just a vacation, but ...
Chloe: What? Vacation? No, vacation is Palm Springs. Monte Carlo is a fairy tale.
Lois: Yeah, hopefully without Prince Charming having a disappearing act every five minutes.
Chloe picks up a very skimpy piece of lingerie from Lois' suitcase.
Chloe: Um, I think you'll be keeping his full attention, Lois.
Lois: Yeah, you know, I'd better. It's not like I go Victoria's Secret for anybody.
Lois holds the light green lingerie up to herself.
Lois: What do you think? Should I have gone with the black lace?
Chloe: [ Smiling ] No. Something tells me green is definitely his color.
Clark enters suddenly.
Clark: Hey, Chloe.
Lois: God, Smallville. Learn how to knock. What if I'd been naked? Ew.
Chloe: Lois is jetting off to Monte Carlo with Oliver.
Clark: Oliver?
Lois: I'll send you a postcard if I'm not too busy.
Clark: No, Lois, you should, um...
Lois: Get a couple new bikinis. Good idea. Thanks, Smallville.
Lois leaves the apartment.
Clark: Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to help Oliver keep his secret from her.
Chloe: What, that he's the Green Arrow? No offense Clark, but you weren't exactly honest with Lana about your secret, either.
Clark: Look how that ended up. Maybe all keeping secrets does sometimes is force you to lie to the people you care about.
Chloe: Are we still talking about Oliver?
Clark: The guy who saved you at the planet ... he didn't exactly get away. It's Bart.
Chloe: What? Wait a minute. Bart can superspeed, too?
Clark: He's actually a lot faster than I am. That's the truth. I'm sorry I didn't tell you.
Chloe: It's fine. You were protecting him. It's okay. I mean, if anyone gets it, it's me. But why are you outing him now?
Clark: I think he's headed for trouble, and I need to find him. Can you GPS his cellphone?
Chloe: Yeah, I can try. Do you have his number?
Clark: He broke into a Luthorcorp plant down in Mexico. Now I think Lex is on to him. If he tries to break into another facility...
Chloe: No good. His phone must be off.
Clark: What about call history? Can you pull up a record?
Chloe: Legally? Absolutely not.
Chloe smiles and taps into Bart's cell phone call history. There is a repeating number to Metropolis.
Clark: There's over a dozen calls to that number in the last 24 hours.
Chloe: Let's see who's on the other end.
Chloe does a reverse phone lookup on the number, finding a business name.
Clark: Artemis Global Consortium? Never heard of them.
Chloe keeps searching.
Chloe: It's as subsidiary of J.L. International, which is a satellite company currently orbiting... Queen Industries?
Clark: It's Oliver. He's using Bart to att*ck Luthorcorp.
Cut to Bart speeds into a Luthorcorp Facility, easily avoiding the guards.
Bart: I'm in.
He arrives at a computer terminal, but when he plugs in the same device he used at Lex's mansion, a surge of electricity knocks him unconscious to the floor. Immediate, a group of armed guards storms in, with Lex right behind them.
Lex: Not so fast now, are you?
Cut to Lois's Apartment
Clark: Oliver.
Oliver: Look, Clark, whatever's got your tighty whities in a bunch, now is not the time.
Clark: Where's Bart? I saw his phone records. I know he's working for you.
Oliver: Not for me. Working with me. There's a difference.
Clark: It's not gonna matter when he ends up in jail or worse.
Oliver: Yeah, you don't know what you're talking about.
Clark: I know how much you hate Lex. Is that why you recruited Bart ... to help with your little vendetta?
Oliver: No. To stop 33.1.
Clark: You know about 33.1? Why didn't you tell me what you were up to?
Oliver: Clark, do you check in with me every time you run off to save the world? Oh, that's right. For a second there, I forgot. You like to wait for trouble to show up on your doorstep.
Clark: That's not true.
Oliver: Then why haven't you done anything to stop 33.1?
Clark: I was busy with another problem.
Oliver: What could be more urgent than Lex Luthor developing an army of superfreaks, Clark? That's what he's doing. He's starting a w*r.
Clark: What have you found out?
Oliver: Not enough. Last night Bart infiltrated a place that was supposed to house the mainframe for 33.1. That's the last time I heard from him. So I reconned the target this morning. The place had been stripped clean. Everything's gone. The whole thing was a setup.
Clark: Lex has Bart. We have to find him.
Oliver: My team's already on it.
Clark: Your team?
Oliver motions behind him, and Clark turns to see Victor Stone and Arthur Curry walking into the room.
Victor Stone: Not everybody flies solo, Kent.
Cut to Lex walks into a huge room with a large enclosed glass chamber in the middle, where Bart is being held. As he enters, all of the lights turn on and Bart wakes up on the floor of the chamber.
Lex: Morning, sunshine. I know you. You've stolen from me before.
Bart: I want a lawyer.
Lex: And I want a ponytail. Disappointment abounds. Who do you work for?
Bart: What you see is what you get, there, goldilocks.
Lex: You're a low-level thief. Swiping corporate data isn't your style. Now, tell me who you're working for, and this won't have to get unpleasant.
Bart: All right. All right, I work for a guy called Mr. Kiss-my-butt. Would you like me to introduce you?
Lex is unamused. He pulls out a small remote control device.
Lex: The floor of your cell has been outfitted with pressure plates designed to track movement. Stop in one place for even a millisecond after I activate them, and you fry. Last chance. [ Bart remains silent ] Well, maybe you'll feel more talkative when you get tired of running.
Lex walks away, activating the chamber as he does. Bart feels the shock and immediately starts running in circles, keeping the electric plates deactivated.
Bart: Aah!
Cut to
Oliver: A.C., check the Luthorcorp manifests.
Arthur: Gotcha.
Clark: How long have you guys been working together?
Victor: I joined up about six months ago. Ollie and Bart had already been doing their thing.
Clark: What about your girlfriend ... Katherine?
Arthur: Dude, don't even go there.
Victor: She gave it her best sh*t. But with all this hardware in me...
Clark: I'm sorry, Victor.
Victor: Ollie found me, I was living on the streets. He gave me a warm meal, roof over my head... and a reason to go on living.
Oliver walks in from the other room.
Oliver: Did he just say something nice about me?
Arthur: Maybe he's starting to rust.
Clark: A.C., how'd you fall into all this?
Arthur: I got into a little trouble sinking a whaler off the coast of Japan.
Victor: A little trouble? That's what you're gonna go with? Ollie had to save your scaly butt from getting filleted.
Arthur: I would have gotten out of it.
Oliver: Oh really? Before or after they packed you into a thousand little tin cans?
Victor: Well, at least he would have been dolphin-safe.
Arthur: Fish jokes. That's all I ever get are fish jokes. So how's Lois doing, man? Is she all right?
Clark: Um, I think you'd have to ask your boss.
Oliver sidesteps the question.
Oliver: Now is not the time. We need to focus on locating Bart.
Clark: And how exactly did you get him involved in this? He's never been much of a team player.
Oliver: Looks like you two have something in common, huh? Actually, um, I was out on patrol in Star City one night, and I came across Bart. He was helping himself to a free meal. I could tell he was a good kid, you know? He just needed a little direction, so I offered him a job.
Clark: Look where that got him.
Oliver: I underestimated Lex. It won't happen again. I've compiled a list of all Luthorcorp holdings within a 100-mile radius. Bart could be held in any one of those facilities.
Victor: That's a lot of real estate to cover.
Clark: I think I know someone who can help us narrow it down.
Cut to
Chloe: Victor Stone and Arthur Curry are working for him, too?
Clark: Yeah, Oliver's been busy. Is there anything in your Luthorcorp intel that can help us find outwhere Bart's being held?
Chloe: [ Sighs ] I don't know. Uh... wait. When I had my feelers out for Dr. Casselli, I managed to shake loose some internal documents. In the last few days, there's been a flurry of equipment transfers to a place called the Ridge Facilities on the outskirts of Metropolis.
Clark: Doesn't Luthorcorp move equipment all the time?
Chloe: This isn't just a couple of forklifts, Clark. Half a ton of lead shielding, electrical pressure plates, more than $20 million worth of equipment to measure high-velocity particles.
Clark: It's Bart. Take evething and bring it to Oliver.
Chloe: Me? Clark ...
Clark: I can get to the Ridge Facility faster myself. I can't let anything happen to Bart.
Cut to Clark arrives at the Ridge Facility and starts looking around.
Cut to Oliver can see Chloe riding the elevator to his apartment on his video screen.
Chloe: Mr. Queen, it's Chloe Sullivan. Clark sent me.
Oliver: Where's Clark?
Chloe: He went to rescue Bart.
Oliver: He told you about Bart?
Chloe: We trust each other. Clark tells me everything ... well, almost everything. I did have to figure out about your green-leather fetish on my lonesome. Don't worry. I didn't say anything to Lois. Although, you might want to consider ...
Oliver: Hey, let's just stick to the main plot, there, sidekick. So, what do you got?
Chloe: Hopefully a solid lead on Bart. Where are Victor and A.C.? [ Oliver hangs his head in disbelief] Victor: Guess we're not that good at the whole "secret" part of this yet.
Victor: Guess we're not that good at the whole "secret" part of this yet.
Chloe: Yeah, but you're great at getting caught by the villain.
Chloe's remark stings both Victor and Arthur.
Chloe: Anyway, I think Bart's being held at a place called the Ridge Facility.
Arthur: That's down by the docks.
Oliver: It's on our list of possible 33.1 targets. [Oliver brings up a schematic of the Ridge Facility on a screen nearby ] All right, boys. You know the drill. Let's gear up and get out.
Chloe: Oh, no.
Oliver: What now?
Chloe: Lead shielding. This isn't just for Bart. I think the Ridge Facility's being used to refine meteor rock. Clark's in trouble.
Cut to Clark makes his way into the Ridge Facility and runs into a huge door marked "Restricted". When Clark opens it and steps inside, he is surrounded by jars of refined meteor rocks and falls to the ground, writhing in pain.
Cut to Two guards are on patrol when an arrow lands near them, emitting a knock-out gas.
Oliver: Green Arrow to Watchtower. We're in position.
Chloe: Okay, there should be a security access panel near the east door. According to this schematic, you need to very carefully rewire the sys ...
Victor: Or... I could just jack in and shut the whole perimeter down.
Chloe: You can do that?
Victor: Queen Industries upgrade.
Victor plugs in a wire from the access panel into his forearm and his eyes dilate, showing a computer display.
Victor: Accessing perimeter security. Perimeter neutralized.
Oliver: Aquaman, you're up.
A.C. comes up from the water beneath the facility and proceeds up a long ladder into the building.
Arthur: Perimeter breached. Proceeding to target.
Inside, Victor kicks in a huge steel door.
Oliver: You'd make one hell of a can opener.
Victor: You'd look good on a bag of green beans.
Oliver: All right, we're in. Which way?
Chloe: The refinement vault's 100 meters southwest. Still no word from Clark.
Victor: If he's in there, we'll get him out. Let's go.
Oliver: You've got a different mission.
Victor: You're the boss, Robin Hood.
Chloe: Wait, what mission? What are you doing?
Chloe: Watchtower to Green Arrow. What's your status?
Oliver: Switching to silent running. Stand by for instructions. Aquaman, do your thing.
A.C. has breached security and is in a vent shaft above the door to a heavily fortified room. The room appears to be the data center for the whole complex. There are armed guards all over the room with a*t*matic r*fles at the ready.
Green Arrow encounters a couple of guards and neutralizes them, while Victor runs through an underground corridor. When Victor encounters 2 guards, he powers between them, sending the guards flying through the air and against the opposite walls.
Clark is on the floor, still immobilized when a guard finds him.
Guard: Hey. You're not supposed to be here.
Oliver fires a knock-out arrow and the guard falls to the ground.
Oliver: Neither am I. Come on.
Oliver carries Clark out of the room.
Clark: I'm all right.
Oliver: You sure? Green Arrow to Watchtower. Boy Scout's out of the woods.
Clark: Boy Scout?
Oliver: If you hadn't ran off, you could have picked your code name. You don't want to play for the team, that's fine. You can be smart about it.
Clark: Point taken. Where's Bart?
Oliver: "Impulse." He didn't get to pick his own code name either. Watchtower will guide you to where he's probably being held.
Clark: What are you gonna be doing?
Oliver switches to his Green Arrow voice modulation.
Oliver: What I do best.
Oliver leaves Clark in a long hallway and begins placing small expl*sive devices all over the facility.
Chloe: Watchtower to Boy Scout. Let's find Impulse.
Victor walks into the secured room and all of the guards have been knocked out. A.C. steps out.
Victor: Cyborg to Aquaman. Where the hell are you, fish stick?
Arthur: Dude, what took you so long?
Victor: Nice. But, please, put a shirt on.
Arthur: I swim faster when I'm naked.
Victor: I bet you do.
Arthur: You're lucky I still got my pants on.
Victor plugs into the mainframe and pulls up a schematic of the building, while Oliver continues setting charges throughout the corridors.
Chloe: Boy Scout's located Impulse.
Clark sizes up the chamber holding Bart, then super speeds through the glass, grabbing Bart and breaking through the other side, shielding Bart as the whole chamber explodes behind them.
Clark: Bart, you okay?
Bart: Muy bueno, amigo.
Out in the corridors, Lex is talking on a radio.
Lex: I don't care. I want a level-one lockdown. No one gets in or out.
Oliver: Little late for that. You got 10 minutes to clear your people out of here before I blow this place off the map.
Lex: You.
Oliver: You remember. I'm touched.
Lex: Well, it's a little hard to forget. Last time we met, you put an arrow in my chest.
Oliver: You put a b*llet in mine. Bygones?
Lex: Go to hell.
Oliver: You first.
Oliver pulls an arrow and fires it at Lex, just grazing the side of Lex's face before embedding itself in the wall behind him. When Lex looks up again, Green Arrow is gone.
Clark: Can you superspeed?
Bart: Yeah, I just ... I need a minute to catch my breath.
Oliver: You know what? You're gonna have to catch it later. Aquaman, Cyborg, rendezvous alpha confirmed.
Victor: We're on the move.
Oliver: Watchtower, have all Luthor's people cleared the building?
Chloe: The last heat signatures are moving away from the North.
Clark: Wait a second. What are you doing?
Oliver: What do you think I'm doing? You want more of your friends to end up in here?
Bart: Yeah, I'm voting no on that one.
Clark: Watchtower, are you sure everyone's out of the building?
Chloe: 100% positive.
Clark considers Oliver very carefully before deciding.
Clark: All right. Let's do it.
As the team leaves the facility, the entire structure goes up in a series of massive expl*si*n.
Chloe: Whoa.
Cut to
Oliver: [ On his cell phone ] Have the jet fueled and ready. I want to be in the air as soon as possible.
Lois: Hey. I hope your bird's got some serious lift, 'cause this thing weighs a ton. Aren't you packed yet? Where's your stuff?
Oliver: Lois, um...
Lois: Don't even think about saying what I think you're gonna say.
Oliver: I'm sorry. I, um, I have to go away on business.
Lois is crushed but is not giving up.
Lois: Postpone it.
Oliver: It's not that simple.
Lois: Nothing with you ever is. You're like two completely different people. There's the charming, romantic guy that I fell in love with, and then there's this other guy who can't stick around in one place long enough to see what he's missing.
Oliver: Ever since my parents died... I've jumped around from city to city, from continent to continent. And... in all those years... not once have I regretted leaving anyone. But then I met you.
Lois: Then stay.
Oliver: I can't. Because there are more important things in this world than what I want... and what I love. I hope someday I can explain why.
Lois: Don't expect me to be waiting around for that when you get back.
Oliver: I'm not coming back, Lois. At least not anytime soon. I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.
Lois: Well, you finally got around to it anyway, didn't you?
Oliver: This is it... the moment, right? The moment that I'm gonna regret for the rest of my life, isn't it?
Lois: Yes.
She kisses him, then turns to leave.
Cut to
Lionel: Bart Allen ... gone. He escaped. A multi-million-dollar installation destroyed. 33.1 irrevocably compromised. But at least you found out, son, the jolly green archer and his extraordinary cohorts ... they're not your run-of-the-mill adversaries.
Lex: Which is exactly why we have to continue with 33.1. If t*rrorists like Green Arrow are recruiting people with abilities, the only way to protect freedom and democracy is to fight f*re with f*re.
Lionel: Freedom and democracy? Well, I hadn't realized your goals were quite so lofty.
Lex: Well, there's a lot that escapes your attention in your declining years, Dad, but not mine. The security footage from the Ridge Facility was destroyed. However, several guards describe one of Green Arrow's men as someone that sounded remarkably like Clark Kent.
Lionel: Clark? Impossible.
Lex: A word that always seems to popup when talking about him, doesn't it?
Lionel: Lex, it was not Clark.
Lex: How can you be so sure?
Lionel: Because I was having dinner with him last night when all this happened. Martha made pot roast with new potatoes and tiny little baby carrots. It was delicious. Clark... Clark had three helpings. Don't worry, son. You still have plenty of enemies out there plotting your downfall.
Cut to
Chloe: Okay. Thanks. So the Daily Planet is running with the story that a gas expl*si*n destroyed the "vacant" Luthorcorp building down by the docks.
Clark: Vacant? Looks like the Luthor cover-up machine is in full swing.
Chloe: Well, at least we got Bart out before Lex ran him into an early grave.
Bart: Come on. No worries. I had plenty of juice left.
Victor: Could have fooled me, the way you cleaned out Mama Kent's fridge.
Bart: That's 'cause I like to stay fueled up. Just in case I need to, uh, spring into action.
Chloe: I still have a boyfriend.
Bart: Yeah. Well, a man can dream, can't he?
Arthur: Now you know why we call him Impulse.
Clark: Impulse, Cyborg, Aquaman, Green Arrow. What do you guys call your team?
Bart: I don't know. I've been thinking that we need something cool. We need something like, uh ... like, uh ...
Oliver: I was thinking about something with the word "Justice" in it. After all, that's what Lex is gonna get a big dose of. Victor and A.C. were able to hack into the 33.1 mainframe before we blew the building.
Chloe: That was your other mission.
Victor: Haven't met the computer yet I couldn't crack wide open.
Clark: What did you guys find out?
Arthur: That Lex isn't satisfied playing in his own backyard anymore.
Oliver: Luthorcorp is starting up divisions of 33.1 all across the globe. Wherever there's evidence of people with abilities, there'll be laboratories to do experiments on them.
Clark: We can't let that happen.
Oliver: We won't. Gentlemen, our first target is a large facility on the island of Corto Maltese. You guys know the drill. Wheels up in 30 minutes. Get your gear.
Bart: You coming, amigo?
Arthur: Yeah, you got to come with us, man.
Victor: We could use the big g*n.
Oliver: They're right, you know ... you'd be a major asset to the team.
Clark: I want to be a part of this, guys. I really do.
Oliver: But...
Clark: That problem I told you about ... the one that I caused ... I have to take care of that first.
Oliver: This isn't the end of the story, Clark. [ They shake hands ] This is just the beginning. Chloe. Come on, boys. Let's go save the world.
Chloe: You have some pretty amazing friends, Clark Kent.
Clark: Yeah. I do.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x11 - Justice"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on January 25th, 2007
[Clark is in the barn, fixing the wheel on the tractor.]
Clark: There we go. Well, Shelby, what do you say we call it a night, huh? Shelby? Your friend Chloe's gonna be here any minute. Any minute. Thanks for your help, buddy.
[Shelby starts to growl, then runs up to the loft, and Clark follows.]
Clark: Shelby? [ Shelby continues barking ] Shelby, what is it? Shelby?
[Shelby won't stop growling.]
Clark: What's wrong, boy? You see something I don't?
[Clark is att*cked from behind, and is thrown over the railing of the loft to the barn floor below. When he lands, he opens his eyes to find himself in a mental hospital, with a group of patients around him.]
Arthur: [ Singsong voice ] Clark. [ Normal voice ] Earth to superfreak.
[Laughter]
Dr. Hudson: Everyone, please, sit down. Are you still with us, Clark?
Clark: What's going on?
Dr. Hudson: Well, you said that you and your dog were in the barn when you heard something. And then you left us for a bit.
Clark: What are you talking about? How'd I get here?
Arthur: So, what att*cked you? Was it a Kryptofreak again? [ Laughs ]
Victor: No, no, no, I know. It was a spirit from the Phantom Zone, right, Kal-El?
Clark: How do you know that name?
Victor: 'Cause you never shut up about it, oh, great son of Jor-El.
Dr. Hudson: Settle down, gentlemen.
Clark: Wait, back off!
Dr. Hudson: Take it easy, Clark. Take those deep breaths we talked about.
Clark: Who are you?
Dr. Hudson: It's me ... Dr. Hudson.
[Two burly orderlies grab onto Clark from behind.]
Clark: Hold on. I don't want to have to hurt anyone.
Arthur: Why don't you just use your superspeed and run away?
[Clark tries to overpower the two guards but is unable to - he has no powers.]
Clark: What? Why are you doing this to me? What do you want? What's happening?! Let me go! Let me go! Please, someone! Why am I here?! [ Screaming ]
[Clark continues to scream as they drag him away, down a long hallway. ]
[Clark is inside a locked room with bars on the window. ]
Clark: I don't belong in here! I'm not crazy. I don't belong here.
Guards: Back away from the door. [ Clark tries to overpower the guards but is unable to ] Back away from the door!
Clark: How'd I get here?
Dr. Hudson: Think back, Clark. You know how that happened.
Clark: Someone or something att*cked me in my barn. This is 33.1 ... It's Lex. He's always wanted to get me under his microscope.
Dr. Hudson: I'm afraid your obsession with Lex Luthor is part of the fantasy world that you created after you experienced your psychotic break.
Clark: Oh, I get it. You want me to think I'm crazy.
Dr. Hudson: I would prefer not to use pejoratives. You suffer from paranoid schizophrenia. You have for a number of years ... after the death of your birth parents in the Smallville meteor shower.
Clark: See, it's not true. My birth parents were out of town for the meteor shower.
Dr. Hudson: You were placed in the wonderful adoptive home of the Kents. But like many children, you invented a make-believe world to help you deal with the trauma you endured. You convinced yourself that you came from another planet, that you possessed special powers and you used them to save humanity.
Clark: Whatever you're trying to do, it's not gonna work.
Dr. Hudson: An active imagination wasn't a problem when you were a boy. But when you entered your freshman year at high school, you slipped permanently into your fantasy world.
Clark: If you're gonna play mind games, you got to try harder.
Dr. Hudson: This isn't a game, Clark. You're sick. And your condition is getting worse. But the good news is, I have developed a new treatment that will cure you.
Clark: Tell Lex that I don't buy it.
Dr. Hudson: Lex isn't your nemesis. And 33.1 doesn't exist. For the last 5 1/2 years, you've been a resident of the Fairview Psychiatric Hospital. Everything else ... your superpowers, your alien lineage, your secret identity ... it's all a delusion.
[Knocks on door]
[Indistinct conversations]
Arthur: Hey, stop licking the ball ... it's cheating.
[Buzzer buzzes ]
Woman on the intercom: Time for medication.
Orderly: All right, let's go. Keep on moving. Keep on moving. That means you, too. Let's go.
Nurse: Don't hide that pill under your tongue. Swallow it.
[As Clark stands in line, a man speaks over his shoulder from behind.]
John: You're not crazy, Kal-El. We don't have much time, so listen to me closely. I believe you're from another planet.
Clark: What makes you say that?
John: Because like you, I'm not from here. I come from mars. You can't trust anyone.
[The man is seized by two more orderlies who inject him with something that knocks him to his knees.]
Clark: Hey!
Orderly: Don't even think about it.
[They drag the man away before he can say anything more. As they drag him away, Clark makes his way into an adjoining hallway and knocks out a janitor. Next we see Clark, wearing the janitor's uniform and a baseball cap, walking towards the exit. Once he reaches the outside, he ditches the cap and runs.]
[Clark arrives home, searching for his mom. Instead he finds Lana waiting for him in the loft.]
Clark: Mom? Mom!
Lana: Clark, you're home! I can't believe it!
Clark: What are you doing here? What are all your things doing in the loft?
Lana: Clark, this is my home now. After your dad passed away, Nell and I bought the farm from your mom. [ She points at the telescope ] Not everything has changed. I kept this. You once said that looking through it brought me closer to you. And having it here makes me feel like you're always with me.
Clark: I don't understand.
Lana: I know. This must be really hard for you. You've been gone a long time and a lot has changed. But none of that matters anymore. Freshman year, you promised me that we would never be apart. You were right.
Clark: We weren't dating then. You ... you were with Whitney.
Lana: The football jock? Clark ... there's only one person I've ever been in love with ... you. It's okay. The doctor said that you'd suffer mild amnesia after the treatment.
Clark: What treatment? I didn't have any treatment.
Lana: But you were released from the hospital.
Clark: I wasn't released. I escaped. Lex Luthor put me in that hellhole.
Lana: Lex didn't put you in there.
Clark: No! That's not right! I don't care if you two are engaged ... stop protecting him!
Lana: I hardly know Lex Luthor. I'm gonna call the hospital.
Clark: No, stop. You're lying. You're in on this, aren't you? He sent you here! That's why you're here ... to distract me until he shows up.
Lana: Please stop.
Clark: What did Lex do with my mother? Where is she?!
Lana: She's probably at the mansion ... the Luthor mansion. Clark ...
[Clark walks into the mansion and finds Martha in the study.]
Clark: Mom? Thank god, you're okay.
Martha: Oh, Clark! Oh, I've been a wreck all day. Everyone at the hospital is so worried about you.
Clark: You knew I was in that place?
Martha: Dr. Hudson called Lionel the moment you disappeared. They've both been looking for you.
Clark: Lionel? He must be in on it. He must have told Lex the truth about me.
Martha: Clark, please, try to calm down.
Clark: Calm down? Mom, you don't understand. They put me in that asylum. They took away my powers.
Martha: No, sweetheart ... it'll be all right.
Clark: Mom, we have to get you out of here. We have to get you away from Lionel.
Martha: No, Clark. Lionel and I are married now. I-I meant to tell you, but I-I was afraid of how you'd react.
Clark: How could you?
Martha: He's a good, decent man. Lionel's made sure you've gotten better care than I could ever afford.
Clark: He's been lying to you!
Martha: No, Clark. Dr. Hudson's treatment will make you well again. Please, I just want my son back.
Clark: No, you're coming with me right now.
Martha: No, no, I ...
[Martha's purse drops to the floor, and a prescription bottle falls out. Clark picks it up and sees "Mrs. Martha Luthor" printed on the bottle.]
Clark: They're drugging you, too.
Martha: Clark, those are my allergy pills.
[Martha hits a button on the phone, causing an alarm to sound.]
Clark: What are you doing?
Martha: You need help, Clark.
Clark: Mom, you don't understand what's going on. You're coming with me.
Martha: No.
Clark: Right now!
Martha: No!
[Two guards rush in and try to subdue Clark.]
Clark: Come on! Mom! You have to ...
Martha: Please, don't hurt him!
[Clark fights with the guards but is able to get away from both of them, running outside.]
Guard: Stop! [ g*n ] There's nowhere to run, Mr. Kent. Just relax and put your hands behind you.
[As the guards catch up to him and pull a g*n on him, Clark sees a car stop nearby, opening the passenger door for him to escape into. Clark takes down the guard and runs to the car. The car takes off as the guards f*re several sh*ts.]
Clark: Chloe, how'd you find me?
Chloe: Are you kidding me? I've been in GPS mode ever since my contact I.M.'d me about the breakout this morning.
Clark: Look, I can't stay here. I don't want to get you involved.
Chloe: Clark, I already am involved. You think you're the only one whose life's been turned upside down by the Luthors? Why do you think I've been under the radar?
Clark: Chloe, they're after me, not you.
Chloe: They're after both of us. Now, don't ditch your sidekick till you get your powers back. You might need me to cover you.
Clark: I'm glad to see you, Chloe. I was beginning to think I was actually losing it.
Chloe: Chin up, Clark - once we get this thing on the front page, father and son Luthor are gonna be wearing matching orange jumpsuits.
Clark: Lex ... I gotta go see him.
Chloe: Wait a minute. You just got out, Clark. You're gonna go back into the devil's lair? Lex is more dangerous than ever right now.
Clark: Even more reason to stop him.
Chloe: No, Clark, you don't have your powers back. You could get hurt like everyone else.
Clark: Powers or no powers, I won't let him do this to me.
Chloe: All right, fine. Since your superspeed's out of gas, take my Yaris. And be careful.
Clark: Surprised to see me?
Lex: My father said you were out. I just never thought you'd have the nerve to show your face.
Clark: You may have taken my powers, Lex, but I'm not afraid of you. And I won't let you ruin my life.
Lex: Your ... your life. I think you have that a little backwards. Did you forget our little run-in on the Loeb Bridge five years ago?
Clark: When you save someone's life, you tend to remember.
Lex: You really think you saved me. Well, then, let me refresh your memory.
[Now Clark can see that Lex is confined to a wheel chair and when Lex wheels himself out from behind the desk, Clark can see he is missing both legs below the knee.]
Lex: I have to spend the rest of my life in this chair because of you.
Clark: This isn't possible. I was there ...
Lex: And you caused the accident! Oh, you claimed you saw my car swerving out of control, so you jumped in front of it to save me with your superpowers. But when I jerked the wheel, my Porsche flipped end over end and wrapped around the guard rail.
Clark: That's not what happened.
Lex: If it was up to me, you'd be rotting in jail. But my father insisted you go to that mental hospital instead. Anything to impress Martha Kent with his kindness.
Clark: This is a trick. It's a trick!
Lex: Really? Open your eyes, you crazy son of a bitch! Does this look like a trick to you?! If there's one thing I regret in my life ... it's that I didn't just run you over.
[Clark enters the Talon but the building is rundown and looks nothing like he remembers. He starts to look around when Lana enters through the front door.]
Lana: Clark. I knew you'd come here to see Chloe.
Clark: What happened to the coffee house?
Lana: Clark, this has been an abandoned movie theater for as long as I can remember.
Clark: No, this doesn't make sense. This can't be real. Lana, Lex said that I ... caused his accident. Is that true?
Lana: It's all in the past now. Clark, come back to the farm with me. We can get through this. We can get through anything.
Clark: None of this makes sense, Lana. And you and I ... we're not together anymore.
Lana: Ever since kindergarten, we've been together, Clark. [ She pulls out a tiny plastic ring and shows it to Clark ] Thought that this would help you to remember. It's from the gumball machine at Quinn's Market. You gave it to me when we were 10 years old. You said that it was my wedding ring. And when you put it on my finger and kissed me for the first time, that's when you stole my heart.
Clark: I don't remember.
Lana: You suffered so much in that hospital. Every weekend when I'd come to visit, I could see it in your eyes. I never gave up hope that you'd get better.
Clark: I don't know what's going on. But Chloe does. She knows who I am.
Lana: Clark, you shouldn't see her right now.
[Clark runs up stairs and finds Chloe in the apartment, which is also run down but appears to be where Chloe has been living.]
Clark: Chloe!
Chloe: Clark, thank God.
Clark: What's going on?
Chloe: We have to get out of her right now. Lex and his men took everything. They're trying to wipe me off the face of the earth.
Clark: You know, Lex is in a wheelchair.
Chloe: Clark, when it comes to the Luthors, you can't trust anything, okay? We gotta go subterranean until you get your powers back.
Clark: But, Chloe, I'm not so sure. Nothing's the way it's supposed to be. It all seems so crazy.
Chloe: We're not crazy. We're not crazy. We're just the only two that know the truth. That's why they put us in the mental institution.
[Lana walks into the apartment.]
Lana: I tried to tell you.
Chloe: What's she doing here?
Lana: Chloe was in Fairview with you.
Clark: You were in that place, too?
Chloe: They put me in that snake pit to shut me up.
Lana: You know that she has a family history of mental illness.
Chloe: Don't listen to her, Clark. She's just trying to confuse you.
Lana: Clark, please, just come with me. And I'll get you the help that you need.
Chloe: I should have known you'd never be able to resist her. You never could. If she's here, it means they're not far behind.
Clark: Chloe, hold on! Just stay here! We'll figure this out!
Chloe: There's nothing to figure out, Clark. I know who you really are, and they're gonna k*ll me for it. I have to go!
[Chloe runs down stairs but the guards from the Luthor mansion have followed them.]
Guard: Mr. Kent, just take it easy.
[Chloe reaches into her bag for a g*n but the guards are faster and before she can sh**t, one of the guards sh**t Chloe in the chest.]
Clark: Chloe? Chloe. Chloe!
[Clark catches Chloe as she falls.]
Chloe: [ Gasping ] Clark, I'm not crazy.
Clark: No. No! Chloe? Chloe?
[Chloe dies in Clark's arms.]
[Clark is back in the mental institution, confined in a straight-jacket.]
Clark: This can't be real. Chloe didn't die. No. She couldn't have.
Dr. Hudson: I'm sorry, Clark. I know how much you cared about your friend.
Clark: What the hell do you want from me?
Dr. Hudson: For you to have a happy, healthy life. And it will become a reality ... after this treatment.
Clark: I'm not gonna go through with it. I know who I am!
Dr. Hudson: I'm not sure you do. Your name is Clark Kent, not Kal-El. And Jor-El isn't your father.
[Dr. Hudson shows Clark a bottle of hand soap with the brand name of Jorel on it. Clark looks around the room, seeing a variety of names he recognizes, but with different associations: Arthur Curry and Victor Stone are fellow patients in the mental institution, The Fortress of Solitude is a book about prison life on his bookshelf, The Phantom Zone is a magazine on the coffee table, etc.]
[Intercom beeps ]
Woman on the intercom: Dr. Fine, Dr. Milton fine, please report to level three, stat.
Dr. Hudson: When the human mind has faced tremendous emotional pain, it has no choice but to protect itself. You've taken bits and pieces of your surroundings and created an alternate universe where you feel safe and secure. Clark ... in a world where you truly have no power, you chose to give yourself superpowers.
[A nurse enters and Clark can see her name badge: Raya.]
Raya: Good morning, doctor.
Dr. Hudson: Good morning, Raya. [ The doctor signs some forms ] That'll be all, Raya.
[Dr. Hudson picks up a large piece of Kryptonite from the desk, showing it to Clark who recoils at the sight of it.]
Clark: Chloe ... really is d*ad.
Dr. Hudson: I'm sorry, Clark. I'll get the treatment ready.
[The same patient who talked to Clark in the medication line speaks to Clark through the bars in their room doors.]
John: You can't give in, Kal-El. You must resist. None of this is real.
[Clark is laying on his bed, utterly dejected.]
Clark: Leave me alone.
John: Listen to me. When you were att*cked in the barn, you were infected by a being that you released from the Phantom Zone.
Clark: The Phantom Zone doesn't exist.
John: Yes, it does. And if you were a human, that spirit would have taken you over with ease, like Zod did with Lex Luthor. But you're a lot stronger than that. You're Kryptonian.
Clark: You're a patient in a mental hospital. You're just as crazy as I am.
John: If you give in to Hudson and undergo this treatment, the entity will gain control of your body with all its powers and unite the other fugitives from the Phantom Zone. Together, they'll enslave all of mankind.
Clark: If this is all in my head, then how are you here?
John: I'm in your mind as well, trying to help. But there's only one way to purge this parasite and regain your consciousness. You have to k*ll Hudson.
Clark: k*ll Hudson? I can't k*ll a man.
John: He's not a man. Hudson's a Phantom.
Clark: You told me not to trust anyone. Why should I trust you?
John: You know who you are, Kal-El. Trust yourself.
[Two guards come in to stop the conversation, striking the patient and bringing him to his knees. ]
Guard: Well, if it isn't our visitor from Mars.
[As he falls, the man grabs on to the bars in Clark's door for a last message.]
John: Look within. Believe in yourself. The future of mankind depends on it.
[One of the guards brings out a lighter, taunting him with it.]
Guard: Whoa, what's the matter, there, freak, huh? Scared of a little f*re? Isn't Mars the red-hot planet? Welcome home. [ The guard knocks him out ] Get him out of here. [ He turns to Clark ] It's time, Mr. Kent.
[Clark is marched into the room to have his "procedure" with Dr. Hudson, and Lana is standing there waiting for him.]
Lana: I didn't want you to go through this alone. Dr. Hudson said I could come. We're so close, Clark. You're gonna get better and we can finally be together. Like we were always meant to be.
Clark: I want you to be real.
Lana: I am real.
Lana: Okay. Let's say that I am a hallucination ... and that your world really does exist. I'm about to marry your greatest enemy. You're an alien from another planet who's responsible for so much tragedy. Do you really want to live in that reality?
Clark: I don't know what to believe anymore.
Lana: Don't you just want to take this treatment and be with me?
Clark: Of course I want to be with you ... more than you could ever imagine.
Lana: Then stop fighting, please. You've lived like this for so long, carried this burden of being a hero. It's time to just let go and live a normal life.
Clark: I've never been normal.
Lana: Your destiny isn't to save the world, Clark. It's to be with me for the rest of our lives.
[Lana kisses Clark on the cheek and Dr. Hudson comes into the room.]
Dr. Hudson: There's no need to be afraid, Clark. The procedure is quite painless.
[Clark is laid down a table, and a large drill starts up and starts moving slowly towards his temple.]
Dr. Hudson: It will be over in the blink of an eye.
[Clark shifts uncomfortably but does not put up much resistance.]
[Shelby barks]
Clark: Shelby? I'm still in the barn.
[Clark hears Shelby's barking and realizes that he is really still in the barn and starts to fight back.]
Dr. Hudson: Settle down, son.
[Barking]
Clark: I know who I am!
[Barking]
Orderly: Just relax, Mr. Kent, please.
Dr. Hudson: Clark, Stop it! You're having another episode. Think about Lana. You could be together at last.
[Barking continues]
[Clark escapes the grip of the two orderlies holding him down and knocks them out, then grabs Dr. Hudson around the throat.]
Clark: Get out of my mind!
[As Clark holds Dr. Hudson, his face changes into the form of a Phantom and we are transported back to the barn. The Martian Manhunter is standing over Clark with some sort of device which is extracting the Phantom from Clark's body, just as Clark is using his mind to eject the Phantom's presence. When it is finally gone, Clark gets to his feet slowly.]
Clark: It's you.
[Clark recognizes the man as the same one that saved him from the Phantom in Seattle. The man's eyes glow red.]
John: Welcome home, Kal-El.
[As Chloe runs into the barn, the Martian Manhunter flies out of the barn in a streak of red.]
Chloe: Clark? Clark, are you all right?
[Clark sees that Chloe is still alive and puts his arms around her, holding her very tightly.]
Chloe: Hey.
[Shelby panting at Clark's side.]
Clark: Shelby. Thanks, buddy, you saved my life.
[Barking]
Clark: You're sure I was only out for a second?
Chloe: I was walking from my car when I heard you fall, and by the time I got to the barn, you were on your feet.
Clark: It felt like a lifetime.
Chloe: I gotta give the Phantom props. Dangling the Lana carrot is a pretty tempting offer. But he clearly has never come across the steel will of Clark Kent.
Clark: Chloe, you don't understand. I almost gave up everything and everyone that I care about ... for Lana.
Chloe: Wait a second. Based on the pending nuptials, I thought Lana was past tense.
Clark: So did I. [ Sighs ] The truth is, I still love her.
[Chloe looks stricken at this.]
Chloe: I guess Kryptonite's not your only weakness. So, who was I in your alternate universe? Editor in Chief of the Daily Planet? Or a Pulitzer Prize winner, maybe?
[Clark can't bring himself to tell her the truth about being in the mental hospital with him.]
Clark: Something like that, yeah. The important part is ... you were the one person who believed in me. I don't know what I'd do without you, Chloe.
Chloe: Oh, is this when I'm supposed to cue the Barry Manilow music?
Clark: No, seriously. You mean a lot more to me than you know.
[Clark holds her gaze for a long moment, before she rolls her eyes - embarrassed, but brimming with emotion.]
[Clark enters the Talon and looks around, relieved to see it as he remembered. He sees Lana standing at the front counter and when she turns, their eyes meet and she walks towards him.]
Lana: You look like you've got something on your mind.
Clark: It's that obvious, huh?
Lana: You don't hide your feelings as well as you think.
Clark: How you doing? I mean, with ...
[He motions to the baby.]
Lana: Fine. Yeah, everything's fine.
Clark: Good.
Lana: So, are you gonna tell me? [ Clark looks at her, puzzled ] What was that look in your eye?
Clark: Oh, I ... [ He smiles but seems unsure of what to tell her ] I had a dream about you last night.
Lana: I hope that it wasn't a nightmare.
[He tells her about his dream in all earnestness, and she seems genuinely touched by the sentiment, and the honesty.]
Clark: No. We were 10 years old, and I gave you a plastic ring from a gumball machine at Quinn's Market.
Lana: Sweet. What was the occasion?
Clark: It was an engagement ring.
[She is clearly effected by this, and wants him to finish the story.]
Lana: What happened next?
Clark: I woke up.
[The hold a very long gaze before the front door opens and Lex walks in.]
Lex: Lana. I should have guessed your delay wasn't the herbal tea. [ They kiss ] Clark.
[Lex expects hostility from Clark but is surprised when Clark is genuinely sincere.]
Clark: It's good to see you out and about, Lex.
Lex: You know, you actually sounded convincing when you said that. I appreciate the civility. [ To Lana ] You ready to go? We don't want to keep the wedding planner waiting.
Lana: Yeah, we were just saying goodbye.
[As they leave, Lana looks back over her shoulder, holding Clark's gaze for a moment longer.] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x12 - Labyrinth"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 1st, 2007
[Clark and Chloe walk into the Talon, which has been completely redecorated for a huge Valentine's Day party.]
Clark: Chloe, what the heck is this? I thought we were coming in here to get a coffee. How could you do this to me?
Chloe: I didn't know. I swear. I'm sorry, Clark. No ... hey. You're not gonna spend the rest of your life hiding in the barn, either. Let's go.
Clark: What is it you always say about Valentine's Day? Oh, yeah. Our annual sneak peek at hell. That must have been before cupid struck.
Chloe: Don't you think after being trapped in a front seat to the Clark/Lana operetta I deserve a good v-day?
Clark: You're the only person who can make me feel guilty, relieved, and a little sad all in one sentence.
Chloe: It's a gift. Don't worry, Clark. Your achy-breaky heart will go away, too, one of these days.
Clark: Can you put that in writing?
Chloe: Just give the Lana thing a little more time. You never know when the next love of your life is right around the corner.
[As she says this, Lois enters - from just around the corner - with Jimmy in tow.]
Lois: Whoa ... Is it really wrong that I want these chubby cherubs to burst into flames?
Jimmy: The way I see it, Valentine's day is like finding out how babies are born.
Lois: What?
Chloe: What's wrong with you?
[Jimmy sneaks up on Chloe and turns her right into a kiss.]
Chloe: Jimmy ... [ Chloe is puzzled to see Lois standing there ] and Lois.
Clark: Welcome to the love fest.
Lois: Yeah, and me without my U*i.
[Chloe pulls Jimmy aside ] ]
Chloe: Excuse us for just one second. What are you doing? We were supposed to take Clark out tonight, remember?
Jimmy: Yeah, well, Lois was all alone, and ... then it h*t me. Lois and Clark.
Chloe: Lois and Clark?
Jimmy: You gotta admit, they got chemistry.
Chloe: Yeah, so do nitroglycerin and peroxide, and I don't suggest putting them together. Come on.
[Chloe and Jimmy step out, leaving Clark and Lois together, alone. Lois and Clark eye each other warily.]
Lois: Please tell me we weren't just set up.
Clark: Looks like it.
Lois: Us. That's like hot fudge and halibut.
Clark: I take it I'm the halibut.
Lois: Naturally.
Clark: Well, I've had my fill of fat babies with arrows. Knock yourself out, Lois.
[Clark leaves Lois' side, heading for the exit. Just behind Lois, there is a booth setup with a woman selling various aphrodesiacs. She notices Lois' dour attitude and gets Lois' attention.]
Star: Little down on love?
Lois: After my breakup, cupid could use me for target practice, and I still wouldn't feel anything.
Star: Then maybe you need a little euphoria elixir or romance remedy. Just a nudge in order to move on.
Lois: Move on? [ Scoffs ] Honey, you're talking to somebody who's still waiting for acid-wash to come back in style.
Star: Try this. It's made with jasmine and a mixture of aphrodisiac oils. I get the brilliant hue from red meteor rocks.
Lois: This is gonna make me fall in love with someone new?
Star: The first man you set eyes on.
Lois: Hmm ... who knows? Maybe this color will look good on me, huh?
[As Lois puts the lipstick on, her lips take on an unnaturally red sheen, almost glowing. As she does, she sees Clark walk by behind her, in the mirror she's using and she's immediately taken with him.]
Lois: Clark. [ Sighs ]
Martha: Yes, I'm calling to RSVP for the engagement party. Martha kent. Thank you. [ She turns to see Clark enter ] Hi! How was the Valentine's party?
Clark: I lived to see another day.
Martha: Clark ...
Clark: Mom, really, if it's more love advice, I got my quota last night, trust me, but thank you.
[There is a knock at the front door and when Martha answers it, Lois is standing there in a very short miniskirt, looking very sexy.]
Martha: Lois. [ Martha can't hide her surprise at Lois' new look ]
Lois: Is Clark here?
[Seeing that Lois has come to talk to Clark, Martha can't help but smile.]
Martha: Uh-huh. Yeah. Come in.
Clark: Hey, Lois, listen, I'm sorry that Jimmy pulled you into that last night. I mean, after Oliver and ...
[Lois walks into the kitchen, her eyes fixed on Clark. When he looks over at her and meets her gaze, he stops, speechless.]
Lois: Oliver's history. Actually, Mrs. K, can you give us a couple minutes?
Martha: Yeah. Um, I-I'll be upstairs.
[Lois closes the distance to Clark, coming onto him.]
Lois: [ Sighs ] Here we find ourselves ... all alone. [ She takes one of his hands in her own ] Wow. How did I never notice what big, strong hands you have?
Clark: [ Chuckling nervously ] What's going on, Lois?
Lois: Well, you know me. I'm not very good with words, so ... [ Lois pulls out a CD case, with a hand-drawn cover showing a huge, white snake wrapped around a large, red heart, with the words "To Clark" on it ] people don't think Whitesnake sings power ballads, but they do.
[Now Clark is thoroughly confused, yet amused.]
Clark: You made me a mix cd.
Lois: [ She smiles broadly ] Yeah. I will k*ll you if you tell anyone this, but ... there is nothing that I love more than slow-dancing with some big, strong arms around me ... just like yours, Smallville.
[As she says this, she closes the distance even further, ending up in Clark's arms. Clark, looking for an out, dodges.]
Clark: L-Lois, why ... why don't you go put this on?
Lois: Okay. [ Sighs ]
[Lois goes into the living room to put the CD on and when she does, Clark super-speeds out of the kitchen. When she turns around again, he's gone.]
Lois: I know how you dance, so ... just in case ... Clark?
Chloe: Lana. I'm kind of surprised to see you here.
Lana: Yeah, I know that we left things in a weird place.
Chloe: Come in. I'll, uh, take credit for the weirdness, but to be honest, you're the one who did the leaving.
Lana: I was ... I was really frustrated. Chloe, I can't afford to lose you, too. Ever since I've been with Lex, I feel like I've lost everyone else in my life.
Chloe: Well, are you sure it's that you lost them, or were you being forced to leave them behind? It seems like you've been walled up in the mansion.
Lana: It's not like I'm in captivity.
Chloe: Right, well, not in so many words, but I know how protective Lex is over the things he values the most.
Lana: Chloe, I know that you're just looking out for me, and you've done your Maid-of-Honor duty and asked the tough questions, but I was hoping that we could just get past this.
Chloe: Okay. Case closed. Did I, uh, did I miss something? Maid of Honor?
Lana: Yeah. I hope that you're not allergic to taffeta. That's actually why I came by. Will you stand up with me?
Chloe: Of course. [ They hug ] Wow! So, uh, does this mean that we just ignore the huge elephant named Clark in the corner?
Lana: Whatever he's hiding, he chose to confide in the people that he trusts the most, and as much as I wish that I was one of those people, I can't hold it against you. I'm not gonna ask you to betray Clark's secret, if you'll stop denying that he has one.
[At this Chloe can only stare at Lana with uncertainty.]
[Chloe walks into the Planet and she sees a large bouquet of flowers on her desk. Smiling, she reads the card: "Thanks for my first unsucky Valentine's Day, Love Jimmy". Clark walks up behind her, startling her. ] ]
Clark: Will this holiday ever end?
Chloe: Sorry to be the culprit of such a felony-sized pda.
Clark: We were supposed to meet 20 minutes ago. Where have you been?
Chloe: I just, uh, got stuck in traffic. I did some digging into our favorite Martian Manhunter, but it's just coming up empty.
Clark: We have another Manhunter to worry about. Lois.
Chloe: Why does that make me picture her wielding an ax at every man in Metropolis?
Clark: She's only after one man. Lois is ... into me.
Chloe: She's into you? What, like ... [ Clarks pulls out the mix CD Lois made for him and hands it to her ] wow. She really pulled out all the stops.
Clark: She's not herself, all right? It's like she overdosed on Love Potion # 9 or something ... [ Chloe is reading the back of the CD and starts to laugh ] and this isn't funny!
Chloe: [ Laughing ] Pretty funny.
Clark: Chloe, we have to find out what happened before she strikes again.
[As he says this, Lois rounds the corner outside the office door.]
Chloe: Too late.
Lois: There you are. I have been searching all over for you. Look what I got. [ Lois pulls back her shirt a bit to reveal a rather large tattoo of a heart with the words "Lois and Clark Forever" emblazoned on it ] Maybe you could get one to match.
Chloe: I-I think you're right about that story. I'm gonna look into it.
[Chloe starts to make her exit and Clark tries to get her to stay but Lois interrupts his pleas.]
Clark: Uh, Chloe ...
Lois: Hi, you.
Clark: Hi. Lois. Now, Lois ...
Lois: You can pour on the modesty all you want, Smallville. It only makes you that much more adorable.
[Clark takes her hand and retreats with her to a corner of the office, and she pulls him into a secluded copy room.]
Clark: Lois, what happened to you when I left last night?
Lois: I went home ... alone. But you know where I wanted to be.
[Lois corners him, finally landing a passionate kiss. When they kiss, her lipstick starts to affect Clark, and his eyes light red with its effect. Clark's immediately drops any protestations and pulls her into an empty office.]
Lois: Nothing screams romance like a dusty newspaper office. Come on. You can do better than this.
Clark: I was planning on it.
[Clark starts to kiss her, very passionately. Too passionately, in fact.]
Lois: Not that I'm complaining, but isn't this a little sudden? I mean, all this time, one kiss, and all of a sudden, you like me? [ Clark starts to kiss her again ] No, I mean it. This is for real, isn't it?
Clark: Oh, yeah, this couldn't be more real.
[Clark goes back to kissing her and after a moment, she stops him again.]
Lois: Wait. Wait. Wait a minute. Wait. I knew I'd kissed you before ... in the alley. [ She looks at him slyly ] You're Green Arrow.
Clark: Hardly ... I was just pretending to be so you wouldn't know it was Oliver.
[It all comes together for Lois and she breaks their embrace, looking out the window.]
Lois: Oliver? Oh, my God. All those times he disappeared. [ Scoffs ] What is my deal with emotionally unavailable weekend warriors? [ Clark comes up behind her and circles his arms around her waist ] Thank God I finally found a normal guy.
[Clark is a little insulted at the insinuation that's he's "normal".]
Clark: What do you mean "normal"? Oliver's not even in the same league as me.
Lois: You don't have to be macho just for me. I like the dorky farm-boy thing.
[Clark is getting more insulted, and walks away from her.]
Clark: Dorkier than a hood and a quiver? Just because I don't wear a costume and splash my face all over the papers ...
Lois: Clark! So what if your signature move is driving a tractor? I think it's adorable.
[Clark has had enough, and sees an opportunity.]
Clark: You know, Lois, I think that it's time for you to meet the real Clark Kent.
[Lana is walking through the halls of the mansion with people all around setting up for their engagement party. Lex surprises her from behind.]
Lex: I have a surprise for you.
Lana: I thought we said no gifts for the engagement dinner.
Lex: It's not exactly for the dinner.
[He leads her into a room where he has set up a full nursery for the baby.]
Lex: So, I have this dilemma. [ He holds up two different baby blankets ] I can't decide between ... stegosaurus or Mr. Duck.
Lana: That's really sweet, Lex, but don't you think it's kind of ...
Lex: I know it's kind of early, but the doctor said you're perfectly healthy.
Lana: I just don't know if it's a good idea to have all of this stuff out here. There's a lot of people around. Nobody knows about this pregnancy apart from Clark and Chloe, so ...
Lex: Well, what if they did? I was thinking, what if we announced it tonight at the party?
Lana: I-I don't know if that's a great idea. I think that tonight should be about our engagement.
Lex: It sort of feels like you're in denial, like if no one finds out about the baby, it doesn't exist.
Lana: Lex, do you know how many people are looking over my shoulder, second-guessing why I'm marrying you?
Lex: Am I that hard a sell?
Lana: I don't want people assuming that we're getting married because of this baby. I want them to know that I'm with you because I love you.
[Clark and Lois walk out onto the roof of the Daily Planet, later that night.]
Lois: Wow! This is a beautiful detour, but what are we doing up here?
Clark: That's Oliver's balcony over there, isn't it?
Lois: What, that tiny speck under the clock tower?
[He jumps up onto the ledge and looks back at Lois.]
Lois: Clark, this isn't funny. You can come back down now.
[Clark lifts Lois up onto the ledge, her arms around him as she looks over the edge onto the street below.]
Clark: Or you can come up here with me. [ He holds her close ] I'd like to see Oliver do this.
[Clark takes off from the ledge and jumps/flies through the air above Metropolis, landing gracefully on the balcony outside Oliver's apartment.]
Clark: What did you say about a dorky farm boy?
[Clark shoves the door to the apartment open and strides inside. Lois follows behind him, struggling to catch her breathe.]
Lois: Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound. I can't wait to see what else you can do.
Clark: Well, I'm fast, but not too fast.
Lois: You're being very bad. You know, the last time I was here, I was with a good friend of yours.
Clark: Obviously he wasn't that good. I better make sure you didn't spell my name wrong.
[He grabs her shirt and rips it open a bit, revealing her tattoo. They start to undress each other and he lifts her onto a small couch, then rips open the rest of her shirt. They start to kiss, but Clark notices an invitation sticking out of Lois' jacket, which is now on the floor, to the Luthor's engagement party. He picks it up and walks across the room.]
Lois: Sounds like a real rager, doesn't it?
Clark: Can't say I'm surprised I wasn't invited.
Lois: I RSVP'd back before Oliver headed for the hills, but now I found a better way to occupy my night.
[She comes across the room to meet him, running her hands up his back.]
Clark: What, and disappoint the future Mrs. Luthor? I don't think so. Besides ... it's not a party until someone crashes it.
Chloe: Hey! Thanks for the roses.
[He holds up a Valentine bow tie to his neck. ] ]
Jimmy: Thanks for this.
Chloe: Yeah, I don't know. It just uh ... it kind of seemed very you.
Jimmy: I love it, but it might sit on the bench till my next style renaissance or until ... I'm off the blacklist at the Luthor mansion. Aren't you supposed to be leaving for Smallville in negative 2 minutes?
Chloe: Yeah. But I'm gonna have to push the boundaries of fashionably late on this one because I just got a huge lead on whatever love nip Lois rolled in.
Jimmy: You just can't admit that I'm a natural-born cupid, can you?
Chloe: Jimmy, I know that you would love to think that your little nudge actually caused this whole thing, but trust me, Lois would have to be sh*t out of a cannon to romantically land anywhere in the direction of Clark.
Jimmy: Hmm. Sounds kind of like you're jealous.
[Chloe's look betrays the truth in what Jimmy is getting at. ] ]
Chloe: Of Lois?
Jimmy: No, of anyone getting in between you and Clark. Come on, you spend all your time with him, and then you make up all these excuses why.
[Chloe takes exception to this, getting angry.]
Chloe: You know what, Jimmy? On the list of personality quirks that I have learned to fall in love with, paranoia is definitely at the bottom.
Jimmy: Translated to "back off"?
Chloe: Yep.
Jimmy: Got it. [ Jimmy pauses for a moment, but can't let it go at that ] Chloe ...
Chloe: [ Angrily ] Pushing it.
Jimmy: Look, if you're really not jealous, then why are you bailing on your best friend's engagement party? Clark's a big boy. How much damage can Lois really do?
[Chloe can see his point, and a different plan springs to mind.]
Chloe: You know, you're right. I can just delegate. I've done that ... once. And since I doubt the rose peddler doused Lois, I'm putting all my money on the oil essence lady. So, you can just meet her in an hour. Here's the address.
[Starts to run out of the office, heading off to Smallville. She stops midway to the door and comes back, kissing Jimmy.]
Chloe: Oh. [ Chuckles ] Thanks. You're my guy.
[Jimmy walks into the store owned by the same woman selling love potions at the Talon.]
Star: Looking for a little inspiration?
Jimmy: No. Thanks. I've already got my muse. So, is this supposed to make you feel ... blissful or whatever?
Star: Not "supposed to." It does.
Jimmy: Oh. That sounds kind of easy. You're on the rebound, you just rub some sexy goo on, and wham! You're singing Barry White songs again.
Star: Indigenous cultures have used herbal oils for centuries. We've strayed so far from nature, we think we're above it.
Jimmy: Yeah. Yeah. Uh, nature ... good. Greenhouse gases ... bad, I get it. Look, my girlfriend thinks that you dosed her cousin with a love potion last night.
Star: Tall, loud, down on love?
Jimmy: That would be Lois. So, do you have any, like, anti-love exfoliant or whatever ... something to take the vaseline off the lens, so to speak?
Star: This will counteract the aphrodisiac.
[She pulls a vial out of a glass case that is glowing green, obviously infused with green Kryptonite to counteract the effects of the red Kryptonite lipstick.]
Star: But I usually have a sixth sense about people. Something tells me Lois and Clark's destinies are a little more entwined than they realize.
[A group of friends and family is seated around a long dinner table for the engagement party. After a moment, Lex taps his glass for everyone's attention and rises to speak.]
Lex: [ Tapping on glass ] Could I have everyone's attention, please? I just wanted to thank you all for joining us to celebrate. Over the years, I'm sure some of you have placed a few bets on whether I'd settle down. But this couldn't be further from settling. I'd like to toast my beautiful fiancée for making me happier than I thought I could ever be.
[As he finishes this, Clark and Lois burst into the room.]
Clark: Looks like we missed dinner.
Lex: Clark, what are you doing here?
[As Clark starts to speak, he circles the dinner table, speaking to each of his own friends and family as he goes.]
Clark: Come on, Lex. You didn't think I was gonna miss this, did you? And look. My own mother would rather raise a glass with the enemy than stand by her own son.
Martha: Clark, you're not yourself.
Clark: It's okay, Mom. You're more a Luthor than a Kent these days anyway. I mean, dad's been, what, d*ad a year? But who can blame you for joining the race with Lana to see who's gonna add the Luthor monogram to their name first?
[Both Martha and Lana are shocked at Clark's words and his behavior, and both struggle to maintain their composure at this display. Lex starts to move against Clark, but Lana stops him.]
Lana: Lex, he's obviously on something, and he wants us to react. Please don't. [ Lex holds off ]
[Clark stops behind Chloe's chair, and she is unable to turn around to face him. He speaks to her over her shoulder, almost whispering in her ear.]
Clark: Chloe, I can't say that I'm surprised that you're celebrating here. After all, once Lana's off the market, all those years of unrequited pining may actually pay off. I can't say I haven't thought about it.
[Clark turns to face Lana.]
Clark: And you. You know, I got to hand it to you. If you were gonna rebound, why not choose the one person that I hated the most? But, I mean, come on, Lana. The joke's over by now, isn't it?
Lex: Clark, I think you've done enough damage. Why don't you leave?
Clark: I'm not done yet! Besides, Lex, I haven't given you my gift yet. [ Clark grabs a glass of champagne from the table ] Congratulations on sealing the deal. [ Clark pulls out a baby rattle from his jacket and holds it up to the group ] To baby Luthor ... [ Gasps from the guests as Clark tosses the rattle to Lex ] the real reason that Lana's marrying you.
[As he says this last, he holds up the champagne glass towards Lana, in a mock toast. Lana can only look on in disgust. Lex has had enough and rushes at Clark but Clark dodges him easily, throwing him into a table holding a display of wine glasses, which shatters to the ground as Lex falls into it.]
Lana: Lex! [ Lana turns to Clark ] How dare you?
Clark: C'mon, Lana, if no one else in this room is gonna save you from Lex, then I will.
[Clark grabs Lana by the arm and starts to pull her towards the door when Lois stops them.]
Lois: I don't think so. Lana is your past. I'm your future.
Clark: This is the present.
[Clark continues out of the room, with Lana struggling against him but unable to break his grip.]
Martha: Clark was acting like he was exposed to red Kryptonite.
Chloe: I'm guessing it wasn't a coincidence that Lois went hopelessly devoted at the same time. According to Jimmy, I think we may have found our culprit.
[Chloe holds up a napkin with a clear, red lipstick imprint on it.]
Martha: Lipstick?
Chloe: Infused with a cupid's cocktail. Lois was h*t with an aphrodisiac.
Martha: But that shouldn't affect Clark.
Chloe: Well, it didn't, but I'm guessing that the lipstick's ruby-red sheen didn't come from crushed cranberries.
Martha: If he was infected with a Kryptonite kiss, the second he was away from Lois, he should have been fine.
Chloe: I think Lois' kisses were a little more than skin deep. I think it's in his system.
[Lois is sitting at the table, sulking at being rejected by Clark.]
Lois: He wasn't good enough for me anyway.
Martha: I'll let you handle Lois. Hopefully, I can find Clark before Lex does.
[Jimmy walks into the room.]
Chloe: Hey. You got it?
Jimmy: Mugwort, A.K.A., a delegating success story. Once this hits her skin, Lois' pumpkin ride is over.
Lois: [ Still sulking to herself ] What does she have that I don't?
Jimmy: So weird to see her acting like a girl.
[Chloe takes the green spray bottle and walks up to Lois.]
Lois: What's that?
Chloe: Just a little something to help break the infatuation spell. I think it's time we get those glass slippers back.
[Lois is incensed by this and knocks the bottle from her hand. It rolls to the end of the table, where Jimmy dives to catch it. Lois lashes out at Chloe, sending her to the floor.]
Lois: You know what? Stop making fun of my feelings! Just because you never got Clark doesn't mean you need to take it out on me.
[Jimmy takes the bottle and sprays it at Lois before she can react. The effect is immediate, as the sheen is taken off of her red lips and she is startled, as if out a dream.]
Lois: Uh ... wow, this is awkward. [ She looks down at her dress ] Please tell I was going to a costume party.
[Clark drags Lana up into the loft.]
Lana: You humiliated me in front of my friends.
Clark: Come on, Lana. You hardly knew anyone at that party.
Lana: Clark, what do you want from me?
Clark: What I've always wanted ... for you to be happy.
Lana: I would love to know how that feels, but it seems like every time I get close, you rip it all away from me.
Clark: Lana, stop kidding yourself. You're never gonna be satisfied with Lex. You can't marry him.
[She looks at him, defiant and still disgusted with his behavior.]
Lana: I've already made up my mind.
Clark: Even though you're still in love with me?
Lana: What makes you so sure?
Clark: Because I'm still in love with you.
[At this, Clark pulls her into a long kiss. She struggles to break free at first, then gives in and clearly kisses him back.]
Clark: Don't marry Lex. Marry me.
[At this Lana is incensed at Clark's attitude and as she speaks, she starts to cry.]
Lana: I have given you ... every chance. I have stood in this spot so many times, just waiting for you to say something, and you decide to do it now? You don't love me, Clark. You just can't stand the idea that I love someone else.
[Lex walks into the barn.]
Lex: Lana! Lana?
Lana: Lex.
[Lana runs down the steps to meet him and they embrace. Clark makes his way down the steps as he speaks.]
Clark: Go ahead, Lana, tell him ... that you'd rather be with me.
Lana: Don't listen to him. He's on something.
Clark: Oh. Well, it didn't seem to bother you two minutes ago when you were kissing me.
[Lex is stricken by this and Lana says nothing.]
Lex: What do you really expect is gonna happen now, Clark?
Clark: Exactly what you're afraid of.
Lana: I'm not a competition.
Clark: You are to Lex. He didn't tell you? [ Chuckles ] He's always wanted everything I've ever had. And you were at the top of that list. You're just a trophy to him. And he's nothing but your consolation prize. Now, tell me you don't love me. Lana! Tell me you don't ...
[Clark steps towards Lana and Lex pulls out a g*n and aims it at Clark.]
Lex: Stay away from her.
Clark: [ Calmly ] You don't want to do that. You can't win. You don't even know the rules of the game.
[Clark sidesteps the g*n and grabs Lex, driving him backwards through one of the walls of the barn and into a large in the outer wall of the barn. Clark wraps his hands around Lex's throat, choking him.]
Lana: Clark, stop it!
[Lex is gasping for breath.]
Clark: If I'd have known who you were gonna turn out to be, I never would have saved you on that bridge.
Lana: Clark, you're k*lling him!
[Lex struggles against Clark's grip and searches for something to fight him off. He finds a box of tools within reach, grabs a long metal tool and jabs it into Clark's side. At the same time, Martha comes into the barn with a piece of green Kryptonite, and when Clark falls from the effects of the Kryptonite, it appears to Lex and Lana that he has been hurt by Lex's move.]
Martha: Lana, let me handle this. Please, just leave.
[As Lana and Lex run from the barn, Lana sees the metal tool lying in the ground. The end of it is bent back as if it was driven into steel. She hides her shock as they both leave. Once they are gone, Martha closes the lead box and kneels to Clark's side.]
Martha: Clark, are you okay? Oh, sweetie.
[Clark is talking to his Mom up in the loft.]
Clark: If you hadn't shown up in time, I'm not sure what I would have done to Lex. How'd you know what to do?
Martha: The last time you had some kind of Kryptonite in your system, you had to sweat it out. Weakening you seemed to be our only chance.
Clark: I just can't believe all those things I did.
Martha: I can.
Clark: I guess I can't blame you for being mad at me, too.
Martha: Clark, you've walked around here for years bottling everything up, basing every decision on what's best for other people. You never stop to think what's best for you.
Clark: Mom, you don't think I really meant those things I said about you and Chloe?
Martha: I think there was a grain of truth in all of it. Every time you've been affected by red Kryptonite, it hasn't changed who you are. It's just stripped away your inhibitions. I think you need to start being more honest about how you feel.
Clark: So ... you're saying that I want to kiss Lois and keep Chloe in my back pocket while the whole time I'm still in love with Lana?
Martha: You're the only one who can sort that out.
Clark: When I kissed Lana, I could tell that she still felt something. And, Mom ... Mom, I can't let her marry Lex.
Martha: This is probably hard to hear, but I think the best thing you can do is leave her alone.
[Lois walks into the barn and up to the loft.]
Lois: Clark, girl alert! I never know what I'll find in a grown man's clubhouse. Oh. Sorry, Mrs. Kent.
Clark: Hey, Lois.
Lois: Yeah, hi. Well, I talked to Chloe, and she filled me in on ... Lois gone wild. But I'm just missing a few details about us ... [ She pulls back her shirt a bit to show him her tattoo ] like this.
Clark: [ Sarcastically ] Wow, Lois, I had no idea.
Lois: Save it, Smallville. I was obviously on something. Thank God the ink wears off in a week. [ Sighs ] Well, I guess it's best that neither of us remembers. I mean I can't even really picture the two of us ... you don't think that we ...
Clark: [ Taunting her ] Think that we what?
Lois: [ Sighs ] You know ... that we ...
Clark: [ Chuckles ] No, Lois. I think I'd remember.
Lois: Yeah. Of course you would. Highlight of your life.
Clark: Though I did find something. I think you made it for me.
[He takes the CD she made for him out of a drawer and hands it to her.]
Lois: Whitesnake. Wow. I must have really liked you.
[Lois looks at him uneasily, wondering just how much the lipstick affected her and just how much her own feelings might have had something to do with it.]
[Chloe meets Jimmy in the hallway at the Daily Planet.]
Chloe: Hey! Put another one down for the J-Chlo team. Thanks to you, Lois is back to her old heartbroken, abrasive self.
Jimmy: I'm glad I could help with that, I guess.
Chloe: And Clark is, well, back to being Clark.
Jimmy: Well, you're kind of brushing the landfill under the rug, aren't you?
Chloe: What, with Clark? So he took the whole breakup jealousy way past the drunk-dialing stage. Can't arrest him for it.
Jimmy: He crashed Lana's party and told the world that she's eating for two. Did I mention that he kidnapped her?
Chloe: I guarantee you Clark is beating himself up more than anyone right now, so we can just give the Clark-bashing a reprieve, ok?
Jimmy: No. Not until you admit that he royally screwed up.
Chloe: You don't know him like I do.
Jimmy: And you remind me of that every day. You know, if I did the things that he did, you would never even talk to me again. And don't deny that!
Chloe: So what are you saying, I'm lying to you now?
Jimmy: Can you really tell me that if you had the choice, you wouldn't rather be with him?
[Chloe looks at him uneasily, pausing just a little too long to respond.]
Chloe: Of course not. You're my guy.
[Jimmy looks back at her, seeing the truth in her face.]
Chloe: [ Indignant ] Now you don't believe me. Well, I don't know what else to say.
Jimmy: Well, I think that's the point. Neither of us do. You know, maybe we should take a break.
Chloe: Jimmy, I ...
[Lana is in her room with Lex, being checked out by her physician.]
Doctor: You're fine, Miss Lang. Nothing to worry about.
Lex: Thank you, doctor. I just wanted to be sure, with everything Lana went through yesterday.
[The doctor exits, leaving them alone.]
Lana: Lex, I'm really sorry about what happened last night ... about Clark.
Lex: As far as I'm concerned, what we have doesn't have anything to do with Clark. But, then, I wasn't the one kissing him.
Lana: And I wasn't the one holding a g*n to his head.
Lex: [ Chuckles ] Funny how he calls this a game.
Lana: What were you gonna do, Lex, sh**t him?
Lex: If I had to.
Lana: To save me or to hurt him?
Lex: Considering what he did to you, Lana, I had every right to come after Clark. But the thing is, I ... I can't blame him. If I ever let you slip through my fingers, I have no idea what I'd be capable of.
[Lex leaves the room, finding the doctor waiting for him in the hallway.]
Lex: How is she, really?
Doctor: Well, you know this isn't the most typical pregnancy, but everything's on schedule.
[Back in her room, Lana sits down at her dressing table and takes out a red handkerchief. It is wrapped around the metal tool from the barn.] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x13 - Crimson"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 8th, 2007
[ Lana is in her room, sitting at her mirror combing her hair. She stops and opens a drawer, pulling out the chisel wrapped in a red cloth and takes it out to examine it closer. After a moment her cell phone chimes and she opens it up to see a photo of herself, taken just moments before from somewhere behind her in her room. She panics and runs from the room. ]
Lex: Lana, what's wrong?
Lana: There's someone in the room.
[ Lex's security team sweeps through the room, g*n drawn. ]
Mack: Clear.
Brady: It's all clear, sir.
Lana: Lex, over there.
[ She motions to the open window. Lex looks outside but finds nothing. ]
Lex: Check the roof and initiate a full perimeter sweep of the grounds.
Brady: Right. Yes, sir.
Lex: Lana ... what did this guy look like?
Lana: I-I don't know. I didn't see him, but ... I could, uh, just sense that there was someone in the room with me.
[ As she says this, she considers telling Lex about the picture that was sent to her phone, but decides not to. She looks at her dressing table and sees the red cloth still lying out, covering the chisel for now. ]
Lana: C-could you close the window?
Lex: Yeah.
[ As Lex closes the window, she puts the chisel and the cloth back into the drawer. ]
Lex: So you didn't actually see or hear anyone?
Lana: No. [ Window closes ]
Lex: With the press tracking our every move, it's easy to get a little paranoid.
[ She seems relieved at this expLanation, as Lex seems convinced enough to drop the inquiry. ]
Lana: Maybe you're right. Maybe I just imagined the whole thing.
Lex: I'm going to go downstairs, get some tea to calm your nerves.
[ Lana has gone to Smallville to stay with Chloe to try and get away from the limelight of the paparazzi. ]
Chloe: The paparazzi's at a fever pitch, and Lex jets off on a business trip?
Lana: It's not like he left me unprotected.
Chloe: Well that explains why Lex's robocops are patrolling outside. I can't believe he would just leave the country, knowing that some demented stranger broke into your bedroom.
Lana: I let him believe that it was paparazzi-induced jitters.
[ Chloe is taken aback. ]
Chloe: You lied to Lex?
Lana: I couldn't show him the photo that was sent to me.
Chloe: Okay, first of all, you're staying here until we catch Norman Bates. And second ... I need to see that phone.
[ Lana looks at her warily. ]
Chloe: Lana, it's the only way we're going to be able to track this guy down.
[ She opens up the phone, seeing the image of Lana in a nightgown. ]
Chloe: I don't think Lex would have minded a picture of you in your lingerie.
Lana: It's the chisel. I think Lex s*ab Clark with it after the engagement dinner.
[ Chloe considers this for a moment, her point sinking in - Lana saw Lex s*ab Clark with that chisel and it was the chisel that came away damaged, not Clark. Chloe grows uncomfortable. ]
Chloe: So, all of this secrecy is about that which we do not speak of?
Lana: Chloe, I'm just ... I just want your help catching this guy. I'll find out the expLanation about Clark on my own.
[ Clark is in the barn, taking care of the horse, when Martha walks in to find him. ]
Clark: [ To the horse, as he backs it into the stall. ] You're okay. Come on.
Martha: Clark? What are you still doing out here?
Clark: Well, I'm still doing my chores.
Martha: Well, you usually finish those in about two minutes. How is it that I drove to Metropolis, attended the Children's Foundation dinner, and made it back before you finished?
Clark: 'Cause I'm doing them the normal way. Ever since I landed on the paparazzi's list of ex-boyfriends to hound, I feel like someone's looking over my shoulder, like I'm being watched. I spent so much time trying to stay out of the spotlight that pushing Lana into Lex's life ... put me right in the middle of it.
[ Chloe hears this as she walks into the barn. ]
Chloe: Well, it's got to be a lot warmer in that spotlight than it is outside. [ Shivers ]
Martha: I'm going to go inside and make some hot cocoa to thaw out the two of us who can feel how cold it is.
Chloe: Thank you, Mrs. Kent.
Clark: Chloe, you look half frozen.
Chloe: Yeah.
Clark: Shouldn't you be next to a f*re somewhere, warming up next to Jimmy?
Chloe: I'm on a mocha-mint run for Lana ... at least that's what I'm letting her believe. Um, she is hiding out at my apartment.
Clark: From what?
Chloe: Somebody who has taken to breaking, entering, and making obligatory creepy phone calls.
Clark: What's Lex doing about it?
Chloe: She ... has some very compelling reasons for keeping him out of the picture.
[ Clark considers this, then decides to go with Chloe to help Lana. ]
Clark: All right. I'll go back with you. We can figure out a way ...
Chloe: No, Clark. She's fine, she's safe. She's got Lex's security guards there. Believe me. No one's going to go near her without them knowing about it.
Clark: There's got to be something I can do.
Chloe: There is. I traced the text message to a lowlife shutterbug named Louie Esposito. Now, there's no permanent address, but Jimmy really knows that world, so, can you call him and ask him about it?
Clark: Call Jimmy? Why don't you call him yourself?
Chloe: I can't. We sort of broke up.
Clark: Does this have anything to do with me, and keeping my secret?
[ Chloe looks at him uncomfortably. ]
Chloe: No. And yes.
Clark: I can't let this happen, Chloe. My lies have already pushed Lana away, and now ...
Chloe: She's a lot closer than you think, Clark. This is a picture that creep sent Lana on her cellphone. Anything look familiar?
[ Clark looks at the photo. ]
Clark: That's my dad's chisel. Did she see Lex s*ab me?
Chloe: She doesn't know what she saw. But, Clark, she's been orbiting your secret for years, and I think she may finally be coming in for a landing.
[ Lana is in the apartment, sitting in front of the f*re, and looking at Chloe's open laptop computer. She browses around on the computer, finding a folder that obviously has many of Chloe's important documents, and one folder inside called "CK". She hesitates for a moment, then tries to open it, but the computer immediately asks her to enter a password to gain access, and she immediately closes the laptop in frustration. ]
[ As she pours herself some coffee, there is a sound across the room, just outside the door to the apartment. ]
Lana: Brady?
[ She can see a shadow move under the door to the apartment, and she grabs a large Kn*fe from the dish rack in front of her, and approaches the door. ]
Lana: Brady?
[ She opens the door and finds nothing outside, so she continues down the steps into the Talon, Kn*fe still in hand. At the bottom of the stairs she sees a table with a red package sitting on it. Horrified, she opens the package to find some red lingerie and a note that says, "I want you to wear this ... when I k*ll you." She gasps and sees a shadow on the wall in front her, cast from someone behind her. She runs out the back door of the Talon, only to find a large of group of photographers waiting for her there, and they immediately begin taking pictures of her holding the Kn*fe and looking distraught. ]
Reporter: There she is! Miss Lang! Miss Lang, Miss Lang.
Photographers: Lana, right here! Lana! Lana! Lana! Miss Lang! Right here! There you go. There you go.
[ Lana is caught, unable to go forward through the group of photographers and unable to go back inside. ]
[ Finally, Lex's security chief comes up behind her and leads her back inside. ]
Brady: Miss Lang, what are you doing?
Lana: There's someone in the buiing.
Brady: That's impossible, okay? My men are guarding the building.
Lana: Then how do you explain that?
[ She points to the box, which he examines. They hear the front door to the Talon open and he pulls his g*n. After a moment, Chloe walks around the corner, with Mack the security guard in tow. ]
Chloe: Whoa. I live here, remember?
Mack: What's going on?
Brady: We got a serious problem here.
[ Clark finds Jimmy at the Daily Planet. ]
Clark: Jimmy.
[ Jimmy looks at him uncomfortably. ]
Jimmy: Hey, Clark, uh, Chloe's not here.
Clark: I know. You're actually the one I've been looking for.
Jimmy: I had a feeling this was coming. [ Sighs ] Look, Clark, despite our differences, I think that you're a decent guy. Chloe obviously thinks that you can walk on air, so ... who am I to stand in the way?
[ Jimmy turns to leave. ]
Clark: Jimmy, hold on.
Jimmy: But if you hurt her ... I don't care how impossibly gigantic you are, I will chop you down like a cherry tree. And that ... ain't no lie.
Clark: It's nice to see that you'd risk ending up in traction to protect Chloe's honor.
Jimmy: A girl like that ... worth spending the rest of my life in a body cast.
Clark: I feel the same way. As her friend, nothing more. I swear. All right, now that you know that for sure, maybe there's something between the two of you you'd like to reconsider.
Jimmy: Is that what you came here to tell me?
Clark: Well, that, and I need your help. Lana's in trouble.
[ Jimmy considers this and decides to help. ]
Jimmy: So, what's the "sitch"?
Clark: There's this paparazzi. He's a little too into his job. I need to find him, I need to track him down before he causes any more damage. You've worked with these kind of guys before, right?
Jimmy: Yeah, it took a week to wash off the slime.
Clark: All I have is a name. Can you help me track him down?
Jimmy: Anything for a friend of Chloe's.
[ Lex is in a limo, talking to his security chief on his cell phone. ]
Reporter, in a newscast: ... grasping a large Kn*fe, leaving us all to wonder: has Lana Lang cracked under the pressure of marrying Lex Luthor?
Lex: I turn on the news, and this is what I see? My fiancée scared half out of her mind?
Brady: We have the situation under control, Mr. Luthor.
Lex: Well, I'm sorry if I don't share your optimistic assessment, Brady. I'm cutting my trip short. Get Lana to Luthorcorp Plaza. If anyone you don't recognize gets within 100 yards of her, you put a b*llet in them!
Brady: Understood, sir. Miss Lang, we have to go.
Lana: Go where?
Brady: Luthorcorp. It's the only place that I can guarantee your safety.
Lana: Don't you think that whoever's behind this will think that's the first place I'd go?
Chloe: Yeah, that's the first place I would look.
Mack: Miss Lang ...
Lana: The only place I'll be safe is the last place anyone would think I'd go. Change of plans. Get the car ready.
Brady: But Mr. Luthor ...
Lana: Isn't here. So unless you're planning on kidnapping me and holding me against my will, I'm going to go where I want. And if you're interested in my protection ... then you'll follow my orders now.
[ They go to the Kent Farm, and Mrs. Kent is going to allow Lana to stay in Clark's room for the night. ]
Brady: Uh, the room is secure, Miss Lang. The rest of the team is posted out on the grounds.
Lana: Thank you.
Brady: I'm going to be right outside if you need anything.
Lana: [ To Martha ] I'm sorry. I know this is a terrible intrusion.
Martha: If you're taking the Luthor name, I guess armed guards and dodging the press go with the gold ring.
Lana: Yeah, well, I'm hoping it won't always be that way.
Martha: Well, in this case, that's not such a bad thing. Is there anything else I can do for you?
Lana: No, thank you. I'm just going to turn in. Are you sure that Clark won't mind?
Martha: I think he'll survive a night on the couch. See you in the morning.
Lana: Good night.
Martha: 'night.
[ Lana looks around the room, obviously reminiscing about their shared history together. She smiles at the pictures on Clark's desk, then opens the desk drawer to find a picture of herself inside. She looks around the room again and is drawn to his dresser drawer. She opens it and finds a cigar box inside, stuffed with mementos from Clark's high school days. She opens the box and is shocked to find her old necklace inside - the one made out of the meteor rock that k*lled her parents that she thought was long lost - which is strangely drained of its signature green color. As she stares at it in wonder, her phone rings again and she quickly stuffs everything back into the cigar box and shuts the dresser drawer. ]
Lana: Who is this?
Man on the phone: You can't hide from me ... not even in Clark Kent's bedroom. I know everything about you.
Lana: I don't care what you know or how you know it, but there's an army between us, and you're never going to get close enough to touch me.
Man on the phone: I'm closer than you think, Princess.
[ She looks at the bedroom door, then looks down at the floor where there is a growing pool of blood. ]
Lana: Brady.
[ She opens the door and sees Brady - the security chief - lying on the floor, his throat cut. She grabs his g*n as her cell phone rings again. ]
Lana: Why are you doing this?
Man on the phone: Because you deserve it.
[ Brady is not quite d*ad, and reaches out his hand to grab her ankle and the shock sends Lana stumbling backwards, falling head over heels down the stairs. ]
Lana: Aah! Aah!
[ Martha is with Lana's doctor at the hospital as Lana wakes up in a hospital bed. ]
Martha: Hi, sweetheart. You're okay. You're in the hospital now, and you're in good hands. Mack called Dr. Langston.
Dr. Langston: That was quite a fall you took, Miss Lang.
Lana: All I care about is ...
Dr. Langston: The baby will be fine. [ To Martha ] Would you excuse us, please?
Martha: Yes. I'll be outside.
Dr. Langston: The only thing I'm concerned about is your blood pressure, which is running a little higher than I'm comfortable with, so I'm going to give you a mild sedative, and that'll bring it right down.
[ Lana tries to protest this. ]
Lana: No.
Dr. Langston: No, it won't hurt the baby. I promise.
Dr. Langston: Thank you, nurse.
Nurse: You're welcome, sir.
[ The sedative's effects are immediate, and she slips into unconsciousness. ]
Mack: How is she?
Dr. Langston: Just a little shaken.
Mack: [ Sighs ] I want her transferred to a secure room. Her life's still in danger until we catch this guy.
Dr. Langston: Uh, there might be a place we can use in the old wing. Your team could completely secure that area.
Mack: Do it.
Clark: You sure this is the place?
Jimmy: According to my sources, this is the rock that Esposito crawls under at the end of a long day.
Clark: It looks like the parasite business doesn't pay very well.
Jimmy: Hey, don't shed any wet ones for Esposito. At the top of his game, he's probably pulling in a couple hundred "k" a year.
Clark: Just for taking pictures of people who want to be left alone?
Jimmy: Who you going to blame more ... the guy snapping the pics or the general public that eats it up?
Clark: Just 'cause there's a market does not make it right.
[ Jimmy finds a box of CDs, labeled by month. ]
Jimmy: Hey, check this out. [ He pulls out the latest CD ] Here, try this one.
[ On the computer, the images from the disc show an array of images of Lana in many different places. ]
Clark: Looks like Esposito is definitely our guy.
[ As they scan through the images they run into a batch of Lana in the Kent barn. ]
Jimmy: Wait a minute. Isn't that your barn? Uh, you two must have something special, C.K. She's stalking you.
[ Clark looks uneasily at the photos, not sure what to think. His cell phone rings. ]
Clark: Mom, hi. I'm in Metropolis with Jimmy. I'll be right there.
Jimmy: What's going on?
Clark: Esposito att*cked Lana. I need to get to the hospital.
Jimmy: Okay, well, we should grab the pics 'cause we might need them for evidence.
[ As Jimmy turns around to say this, Clark super speeds from the office, leaving Jimmy alone. ]
Jimmy: C.K.?
[ Lana wakes in her hospital bed to the far-off sound of her cell phone ringing. After a moment the ringing stops, then starts up a few seconds later. Lana rises from the bed and looks around, scared at being in this isolated part of the hospital. She walks toward the sound of her cell phone, and finally finds it on a table. ]
Lana: [ On the phone ] Hello?
Chloe: Lana, it's Chloe. Hey, I heard what happened. Are you okay?
Lana: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I just don't know where anyone ...
[ She turns around to see a figure lurking behind her. She gasps and turns to run as the guy starts taking pictures of her, freeze-framing her shock and terror as she scrambles away from him. As she runs away from him, she runs into a part of the wing that has dozens of metal stands sitting in storage and she loses her balance trying to run through them, falling to the floor. The photographer continues to take pictures, snapping away as she struggles to gain her feet again. Behind him, Clark appears and throws him against the opposite wall as Lana watches in awe. Mack comes in with his g*n drawn and is surprised to find Clark there with her. ]
Mack: What are you doing here?
Clark: Your job.
[ Esposito groans as Mack picks him up and leads him away. ]
Clark: You okay?
Lana: Yeah.
[ After a moment Clark and Lana hear g*n from around the corner. ]
Clark: What happened?
Mack: He had a piece hidden on him. I didn't have a choice. It's over, Miss Lang. Let's get you back home where you belong.
[ Mack puts his arm around her shoulders as he leads her from the room. As she leaves, she turns to look at Clark over her shoulder. ]
[ Lana is in the study when Mack knocks on the door and enters. ]
Mack: Lex's plane is in the air now, but he won't be back until tomorrow. With the snow storm, the plane was rerouted.
Lana: Thank you ... for everything. If it wasn't for you, I don't even want to think about what would have happened.
[ Mack removes his earpiece from his ear. ]
Mack: I hope I'm not crossing a line, but, honestly ... Lex never should have left you alone.
[ This makes Lana uncomfortable and she calls him on it. ]
Lana: When did you start calling him by his first name?
Mack: Uh [Chuckles] I'm sorry. It's been a rough night.
Lana: Yeah, I know. I don't think I've eaten since this whole thing started. Could you ask the kitchen to bring something up for me?
Mack: I sent the staff and the rest of the team home.
[ Lana is startled by this, and grows more uncomfortable. ]
Mack: [ Chuckles ] I-I didn't want them to get caught in the storm. I know I should have asked you first, but, uh ...
[ She seems to accept this explanation. ]
Lana: No, no, it's okay. It's actually very considerate.
Mack: Like something you'd do. [ He chuckles at himself, but Lana grows more and more uncomfortable in his presence ] It's true. You're not like all the other girls that Lex paraded in and out of here.
Lana: [ Lana has had enough ] Do you remember that line?
[ But he's not finished and slowly approaches her as he continues to speak. ]
Mack: Been crossing a lot of lines lately. All for you, Princess.
[ Lana is shocked at this, realizing that it was him that was terrorizing her. He continues to advance on her as he speaks. ]
Mack: I watch over you every day ... and you never even notice.
Lana: You took that picture of me in my bedroom. You're the one who's been calling. You k*lled Brady.
Mack: I wasn't supposed to. He figured out that it had to be someone on Lex's security team. I couldn't let him stop me from saving you.
Lana: Saving me? From who? That photographer you k*lled? Was he just a part of all of this?
Mack: He had a part to play, but your ex messed it up. Look, I ... I wanted to show you how far I was willing to go.
Lana: You wanted to sh**t him in front of me, didn't you? But Clark stopped him before you could get there.
Mack: Lex is infecting you. You're starting to talk like him, think like him. It makes me sick what he's doing to you. But I can stop it. I can give you your life back.
[ Lana has nowhere to go, so she decides to play along. ]
Lana: You're right. I never wanted any of this. I didn't know what I was getting myself into. And now I can't get out. Please ... help me.
[ His eyes light up at the thought of finally saving her from Lex. ]
Mack: It's going to be okay. I promise. I'm going to save you.
[ As he draws closer, he reaches out and touches her hair, and she grabs a water bottle and smashes it over his head, then turns to run. ]
Mack: Ugh!
[ Lana runs into her room, locking the door behind her, then looking for another escape. She tries the phone, but it has been ripped from the wall. ]
Mack: Why did you do that?! Lana! Lana!
[ Outside her door, Mack grabs an axe from a display on the wall of the hallway and starts breaking down the door. When he gets into the room, she's gone out on the roof. ]
Chloe: Lana certainly is persistent. I'll give her that.
Clark: Kind of like you were when you were trying to figure out my secret.
[ Chloe gives him a wry look at his snide comment. ]
Chloe: It just makes me wonder if she had an ulterior motive in hiding out in your bedroom tonight.
Clark: You think that's why she went to my house?
Chloe: Well, I'd like to believe that she fled there because she feels safe there, but you don't spend this much time with Lex without picking up a trick or two. I mean, look at all of these pictures Esposito took of her sneaking around at your barn.
[ She scans through the pictures on her computer, and runs into one taken of a woman in a formal gown, taken at the Children's Foundation dinner that Martha also attended. ]
Clark: Wait. What was that? That one right there?
Chloe: The Children's Foundation Benefit.
Clark: My mom was there last night ... in Metropolis.
Chloe: So if Esposito took this ...
Clark: Then he couldn't have taken that picture of Lana in her bedroom.
Chloe: Then who did?
[ Lana has made her way out the window of her bedroom and onto the roof of the mansion. She searches for another escape but before she can find one, Mack is there. ]
Mack: There's nowhere to go. It's too late to save you, Lana.
[ He grabs her around the throat, choking her. ]
Mack: You were a good person once. That's how I'll remember you when you're gone.
[ At this, she kicks out at him, breaking his grip and sending him stumbling backwards. He reaches out for her and manages to grab onto her arm just as he falls through the huge skylight into the study below. We can see Mack lying on the floor of the study, d*ad from the fall. As the camera pans to Lana's position, we can see Clark's feet standing where she would have landed - Clark has caught Lana in his arms. ]
Lana: Clark. [ Confused, in shock ] What happened? How did you ...
Clark: You're safe now. That's all that matters.
[ She's heard this before, and this time it isn't good enough. ]
Lana: No, it isn't. You're here after ... everything. Why are you still watching over me?
Clark: Maybe for the same reason you've been watching me.
[ Chloe and Clark are walking to her desk at the Daily Planet. ]
Chloe: So it's funny how the main streets from here to Smallville miraculously thawed out overnight. You have anything to do with that?
[ She smiles broadly at him, and he just grins slyly. ]
Clark: Nature's a mysterious creature. Have you talked to Lana?
Chloe: No. We danced to this tune before, Clark. I'm not playing pickle in the middle anymore, remember?
Clark: I know, but this time it's different. Lana's getting too close to finding out my secret. I mean what am I supposed to do?
Chloe: Clark, Lana risked her life by not showing that photograph to Lex. She did that to protect you. I think she's proven where her loyalty lies.
[ Jimmy walks into the office, clearly agitated. ]
Jimmy: Yo, C.K. Thanks for fixing me up with the sucker's cocktail in Esposito's darkroom. I help you out, you leave me holding the bag for a felony. That's great.
Clark: Jimmy, I'm sorry. After I found out what happened to Lana, I just wanted to make sure she was okay.
[ Jimmy calms down a bit, and looks at Chloe who won't return his look. ]
Jimmy: Yeah, I can understand that urge. How is she?
Clark: She's good, thanks to you. You really came through.
[ To this Chloe turns to him. ]
Chloe: Yeah, thanks.
[ Clark looks at both of them, the decides to leave them alone to talk. ]
Clark: You guys should catch up. [ Clark leaves ]
Jimmy: You know, he's not such a bad guy.
Chloe: Yeah. But he's no Jimmy Olsen.
Jimmy: Does that mean that you miss me?
[ She says nothing, but looks at him expectantly. After a moment, he kisses her. ]
Jimmy: I know. Me too.
[ Lex is in Lana's room, watching her sleep. After a moment, she begins to stir. ]
Lex: God, I'm a lucky man. Lana ... I can't tell you how powerless I felt not being able to help you.
Lana: Everything's okay. [ She touches her stomach ] We're okay.
Lex: My security chief at Luthorcorp Plaza said you never made it there. What happened?
Lana: I went to the Kent Farm instead. [ Lex is clearly moved by this ] Lex, you weren't here, and I had to trust my instincts. You taught me that.
Lex: And those instincts led you to the place your ex-boyfriend happens to live.
Lana: I went to the Kent Farm because I thought it was the last place anyone would look for me. That's the only reason.
Lex: Then that's good enough for me. Lana ... above anything else, I trust you. And I love you.
[ Lex leaves the room, and Lana gets out of bed. She walks to her dressing table and opens the drawer only to find the chisel is gone. ]
[ Clark is working on a chair, sanding it down, in the barn when Lex enters. ]
Lex: Looks like you're working out some issues there.
Clark: Just doing a little honest work, Lex. You should try it sometime.
Lex: Why start now? My life's perfect.
Clark: What do you want?
Lex: Nothing. I just wanted to take a little sleigh ride down memory lane, visit the scene of the crime. Hey, here's where you took my fiancée after kidnapping her ... right before you tried to k*ll me.
Clark: I wasn't myself that night. [ Clark considers for a moment ] I'm sorry.
Lex: Sorry? What, that you didn't finish the job? [ Chuckles ] You know, I'm still a bit fuzzy on the details, what with you trying to choke the life out of me, but what fascinates me is how after all that, Lana could still feel safe coming here.
Clark: That was her choice. I had nothing to do with it.
Lex: You never do. That's all right. You see, I understand the allure of trying to unravel the mystery of Clark Kent. I suffered from it once, too ... when I thought you mattered.
[ Clark bristles at this, and steps up very close to Lex. ]
Clark: Are we done?
Lex: [ Scoffs ] Nothing left but the formalities. [ He hands Clark an invitation to their wedding ] Don't look so surprised, Clark. Lana still cares about you, I know that. And I know what it would mean to her having you there.
Clark: Is that really what you want, Lex?
Lex: What I want? What I want is to make Lana happy for the rest of her life. And I want you to be there on our wedding day ... [ bitterly ] to see what you lost.
[ Lex turns to leave, speaking as he walks away. ]
Lex: Make sure you RSVP. We need a head count for the reception. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x14 - Trespass"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 15th, 2007
[ Chloe and Lana are at Smallville Lanes, as Lana steps up to bowl. When she does, her ball immediately veers off to the right, straight into the gutter. She turns around, looking embarassed. ]
Lana: Okay, so maybe bowling isn't my calling, but it is one of the last doctor-approved exercises left.
Chloe: Look, Lana, I love bowling gutter balls just as much as the next girl, but I've got to admit ... I expected something a little different for the bachelorette party.
[ Chloe steps up to bowl and her ball doesn't fair much better - another gutterball. Lana looks on and smiles. ]
Lana: I know I could have invited a bunch of girls and gone out in a limo for a night on the town, but this is so much more special.
Chloe: Yeah ... eating chili fries and knocking down pins.
Lana: With my best friend ... like we used to, one last time.
Chloe: Lana, you're getting married. You're not moving to Antarctica.
Lana: I'm also having a baby. And I have a feeling that these girls' nights out are gonna be a lot harder to come by.
Chloe: I wouldn't be so sure. But just in case, let's document the night.
[ Chloe picks up her digital camera. ]
Lana: Okay. All right.
Chloe: Ready?
Lana: Yes.
[ Chloe looks at the picture on her camera. ]
Chloe: Cute.
[ As they take pictures, a bowling alley employee, Daniel Kim, watches them from the lobby. ]
Chloe: Yay! One last picture of Lana Lang before she becomes Lana Luthor.
Lana: Wow, that's pretty weird.
[ Daniel walks up behind them. ]
Daniel Kim: Excuse me. I couldn't help but notice your form was perfect, but your wrist is a little off. You think I could give you a pointer?
Chloe: Who's gonna man the shoe fort?
Daniel Kim: I could care less. My shift's over, anyways. [ He stands behind her, directing her ] Here.
Lana: All right.
Daniel Kim: Okay, you're gonna point the inside of your elbow straight down that lane.
Lana: Okay, I'll try, but don't sign me up for the pro-bowling league just yet.
Daniel Kim: Oh, trust me. I've got the magic touch.
[ She throws the ball and it looks like its going to veer off into the gutter but Daniel gives it a hard stare and it curves back into the center pin, knocking them all down for a strike. ]
Lana: All right.
Lana: Oh, my God! I did it!
Chloe: Wow. Nice tip. But it's the last frame. You get to go again.
Lana: Cool.
Daniel Kim: Remember what I said.
Lana: Okay.
[ She bowls again, and this time Daniel's help leaves one pin standing. He gives the pin a second hard stare and it falls over, all on its own. Chloe notices this last, and looks at him suspiciously. ]
Lana: Aah! Oh, yeah!
Chloe: All right! Good job, Lana.
Daniel Kim: Why don't you give me your number, and I'll share a few more tips?
[ She holds up hand with the enormous engagement ring on it. ]
Lana: I'm not sure that my fiancé would approve.
Daniel Kim: Ah, yeah. Probably not.
Lana: Thank you.
[ He walks away, looking dejected. ]
Chloe: C'mon Chloe, how about more pictures.
[ Chloe watches him walk away, looking at warily. ]
[ Behind them, in the lobby of the bowling alley, a man walks in escorting a young man with glasses who is blind. ]
Tobias: Why here?
Dr. Bethany: Bowling alleys always attract big crowds. Okay, Tobias, it's time to take them off.
Tobias: Only for a second.
Dr. Bethany: I know it hurts.
[ Tobias takes off his glasses, and we see his perspective as the whole scene turns psychadelic colors. Amongst the swirling colors, a darker shape can be see - it is the figure of Daniel Kim walking by. ]
Tobias: [ Groans ]There's one right there.
[ Tobias points at Daniel after he's walked past them. ]
[ Daniel walks out the rear door of the bowling alley. He opens up a pint of beer, then turns around to find a man standing behing him. Before he can react, the man grabs Daniel and holds him until a van pulls up. At this moment, Chloe emerges from the back door of the alley in time to see Daniel struggling against the man trying to throw him into the van. ]
Chloe: Hey! Hey!
Daniel Kim: Help!
Chloe: Hey!
Daniel Kim: Help! Ugh! Ow!
[ The man throw him into the van and, seeing Chloe, race towards her. She turns to run, diving out of the alley and out of the path of the van at the last second, landing hard on the ground. ]
Chloe: Ugh! [ Breathes heavily ]
[ Clark breaks opens the doors to the bowling alley and he and Chloe walk inside. ]
Chloe: I can't believe there isn't even a skid mark outside.
Clark: Maybe there's a clue in here. You're sure this guy was Krypto-powered?
Chloe: Clark, there was one pin standing, and then ... boom! ... it fell all by itself.
Clark: Huh ... that would give someone a good reason to kidnap a bowling-alley employee. Did Lana see the abduction?
Chloe: No ... speaking of which, with the wedding of the century coming up, are you gonna be renting a tux next weekend or a dvd?
Clark: Chloe, what possible reason would I have to watch them get married?
Chloe: Maybe because if you showed up, it would send a message that you're actually moving on ... you know, to Lana, to Lex ... more importantly, to yourself.
Clark: So, what does this guy look like ... your bowling buddy?
Chloe: Uh, he's Asian, about 6 feet tall, with an earring in his left ear.
Clark: You mean like that guy?
[ Clark sees Daniel Kim walking in the lobby of the bowling. He notices them standing there and runs over. ]
Daniel Kim: Hey! What are you doing? We're closed.
Chloe: What happened to you last night?
[ Daniel clearly doesn't remember the previous night. ]
Daniel Kim: Ohh, did ... did you and me ... did we ... did we hook up?
Chloe: Uh, no, you were thrown in the back of a van by men in black.
Daniel Kim: Damn. I thought I drank a lot last night.
Clark: You're sure you don't remember getting thrown in the back of that van?
Daniel Kim: I don't remember anything. I figured I just blacked out. It was Saturday night. I wasn't driving, so I cracked open a pint. Next thing I know, I'm waking up in bed like any other morning.
[ Lex is trying on his tuxedo for the wedding with his tailor. ]
Lex: Is it me, or do I look like a waiter serving high tea?
Lana: You look like the most handsome groom in the world.
Lex: Good answer. [ To the tailor ] Questo è perfetto.
Tailor: Grazie. [ He leaves ]
Lex: About last night ... why did Chloe go outside in the middle of your bachelorette party?
Lana: She said she needed some air.
[ He looks at her, skeptical. ]
Lex: In the back alley? Why not go out front like everyone else?
Lana: Lex, you seem a little obsessed with the details.
Lex: She's your maid of honor, and she almost got run over. Lana, I wouldn't want anything to happen to her.
[ She doesn't seem convinced at this explanation, but Dr. Bethany walks into the study and she decides to drop it. She leaves them alone. ]
Lana: Neither would I. I'll see you at dinner. [ She leaves ]
Lex: Dr. Bethany, did we have an appointment?
Dr. Bethany: The boy is growing impatient. He keeps asking when the surgery is.
Lex: Well, tell him corneas don't grow on trees.
Dr. Bethany: He's blind, Mr. Luthor, not stupid. I'm afraid if we keep stalling, he'll start talking.
Lex: You were the one who warned me that a cornea transplant would most likely take away his abilities.
Dr. Bethany: If he tells anyone what we're doing, my career is as good as over. I'm the one on the line here.
Lex: Think of your wife, doctor. If we could have tracked these subjects a year ago, she might never have been m*rder.
Dr. Bethany: Don't pretend you care about crime, Mr. Luthor. I know about your meteor-rock research.
Lex: I've been victimized by these people, just like you have. Tell Tobias to be patient.
Chloe: Daniel may not be the only one. Last week a mother called 911, complaining that her son disappeared in the middle of the night. But when he showed up in bedthe next morning, safe and sound, there was no case. Son's name ... Brian Osborne, also on the Wall of Weird ... suspected clairvoyant.
Clark: So people with meteor powers are being abducted.
Chloe: And then released with a memory wipe that reaches back before the abduction.
Clark: The question is what's happening to them on their big night out?
Chloe: I'm guessing not a pajama party.
Clark: Considering Lex's history with 33.1, I bet he's behind this.
Chloe: That wouldn't be a shocker. But this is the only clue I have.
[ She shows him a photo from their bowling night. It is a picture of Lana but in the background, you can see Tobias pointing at Daniel Kim, just passing by. ]
Clark: That's you and Lana having the time of your lives. That's great.
Chloe: Be patient. See? That's Tobias Rice. He was blinded in the last meteor shower, and he's pointing directly at Daniel. Why would a blind person point at someone?
[ Chloe and Clark are invited into the home of Tobias Rice. ]
Tobias Rice: Come on in, guys. It's nice to hear a familiar voice.
Clark: Tobias, I'm sorry about what happened to you.
Tobias Rice: Hey,I got off lucky ... my parents, not so much. Can I get you guys something to drink? How about an iced tea? Don't make me drink alone.
Clark: Sure, I'll have a glass. Thanks.
Chloe: Tobias, you were at Smallville Lanes last night, weren't you?
Tobias Rice: You sound surprised.
Chloe: You were pointing at someone, someone named ...
Tobias Rice: I hate to break it to you, but in my condition, I'm not doing too much pointing these days. Hopefully that'll change. I'm on this waiting list for a cornea transplant.
[ Tobias is searching for a glass by feel and one of the glasses looks like it will fall from the cabinet. ]
Clark: Hey, let me help you with that.
Tobias Rice: No, I can handle it.
[ The glass falls and Clark superspeeds to catch it. When he does, he bumps into Tobias, knocking his glasses off and he immediately begins to groan in pain. ]
Tobias: Aah.
Clark: Tobias, I'm sorry. The glass almost h*t the ground.
Chloe: Are you all right, Tobias?
Tobias Rice: I'm fine. It's just, when my glasses are off, I get these raging headaches from the light. Please just go.
[ They leave his house. ]
Chloe: Call me crazy, but it was almost like he saw something.
Clark: That's what worries me.
[ Clark uses his superhearing to listen in on a phone call that Tobias has just made. ]
Dr. Bethany: [ On the phone ] I told you not to call me. This had better be important, Tobias.
Tobias Rice: [ On the phone ] It is. Dr. Bethany ... I found another one.
Dr. Bethany: [ On the phone ] I'm at the hospital now. We'll deal with this later.
Chloe: Jimmy, okay, you win. You can come over tonight. But I'm warning you ... I have a deadline. [ Chuckles ] Yeah, I like you a lot, too. Bye.
[ She turns to climb the stairs to her apartment and sees Lana there. ]
Chloe: Hey. Late-night nuptial emergency?
Lana: This isn't about the wedding. I was just wondering ... did you really go outside for fresh air last night, or was there another reason?
[ Chloe looks at her uneasily, then immediately comes up with an explanation. ]
Chloe: All right, I admit it. I was worried that he was another Lana Lang stalker. But listen ... I got my bridesmaid's dress, and you have amazing taste.
[ Lana is unconvinced. ]
Lana: Why do I get the feeling that you're seriously sidestepping any discussion about that abduction? You think Lex had something to do with this, don't you?
[ Chloe is uncomfortable talking about her and Clark's suspicions about Lex but Lana is clearly on the right track and Chloe doesn't want to lie to her. ]
Chloe: Let's just say it wouldn't be a huge leap, considering Dan the Man has a meteor power. It turns out that his bowling tips came with an added advantage ... telekinesis ... and I think that's why he was abducted.
Lana: But you and I both know that just because someone has an ability doesn't make them a bad person. Some of these people might use their powers to save people.
[ Lana is clearly talking about Clark, but Chloe doesn't let on that she knows what Lana is implying. ]
Chloe: Okay, I don't know who you're talking about, but the meteor freaks that I've met aren't exactly in line to win a Nobel Peace Prize.
Lana: These people don't advertise their abilities. Whoever did this ... how did they figure out who to abduct?
Chloe: There's a kid who went to Smallville High who was blinded in the last meteor shower, and now he has the ability to identify meteor freaks.
[ Lana seems shocked by this. ]
Lana: What's his name?
Nurse: Thank you, Dr. Bethany.
[ Clark walks into an office at the hospital to find Dr. Bethany. ]
Clark: Dr. Bethany.
Dr. Bethany: Yes. Can I help you?
Clark: I'm friends with Tobias Rice. He called you today.
Dr. Bethany: He's a patient of mine.
Clark: Tobias said, "I found another one." I'm not sure what that meant, but I'm worried about him.
[ Dr. Bethany is clearly uneasy about this, but tries not let on his discomfort. ]
Dr. Bethany: Well, I'm glad that Tobias has such caring friends. But anything said between my patients and myself is strictly confidential.
Clark: What about Daniel Kim? Is he a patient of yours?
Dr. Bethany: I've never heard of him.
Nurse: Ah, Dr. Bethany, I have something for you to sign here.
Dr. Bethany: Alright, just a moment. Oh good the requisitions. Just let me get my ...
[ Clark uses his super breath to blow the papers from out of the nurse's hands and they fall all over the ground. Then as the doctor turns around, Clark superspeeds from the room, grabbing the doctor's laptop computer as he does, then superspeeds back into the same spot he was standing, looking on patiently. ]
Nurse: I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened.
[ The doctor turns back to the desk and sees his laptop is missing. ]
Dr. Bethany: Where is it?
Clark: [ Looking confused ] Where's what?
Dr. Bethany: My computer. You took it, didn't you?
[ Clark looks at him innocently, then walks from the room. He passes a cart outside and grabs the laptop from beneath a towel where he'd hidden it and keeps walking. ]
Clark: Chloe?
[ As Clark enters the apartment, Jimmy jumps up, obviously distressed. ]
Jimmy: Clark, please tell me you know where Chloe is.
Clark: [ Surprised ] She's not here?
Jimmy: No, I can't find her anywhere, and to tell you the truth, I'm starting to freak out a little bit. She's not answering her cellphone and she always answers it ...
Clark: Wait. Calm down. When was the last time you saw her?
Jimmy: Uh ... it was at ... at the Planet this morning. She's on a deadline. She's supposed to be here working.
Clark: All right, well, if she's under a deadline, she's probably out researching her story.
Jimmy: On the downtown parking meters? I don't think so. Look, I swear, Clark, if anything happens to her ...
Clark: Jimmy, take this computer. See if you can break into its files.
Jimmy: Chloe's the one with the mad techno skills. I'm just a guy with a camera and kidnapped ...
[ Jimmy turns around and Clark speeds out of the apartment. ]
Jimmy: ... girlfriend. [ He looks around, confused ]
[ Clark has entered the home of Tobias Rice. ]
Clark: Where is Dr. Bethany?
Tobias: Clark? How did you get in here?
Clark: He's not at the hospital, and he's not answering his pages. Where is he?
Tobias: How am I supposed to know?
Clark: He kidnapped Chloe. He took my friend. Now, where is he?
Tobias: Kidnapped? I don't understand.
[ Clark is trying to maintain his patience, and failing. ]
Clark: Tobias ... don't lie to me.
Tobias: He said he was helping people.
Clark: He's not gonna help Chloe, Tobias. She's a witness. God knows what he'll do to her.
Tobias: Look, if he took her, it's not because she's a witness.
Clark: He's trying to lure me in.
[ Tobias looks at him, confused. ]
Tobias: You? Why would he want to do that?
[ Clark doesn't want to answer and changes the subject back to Chloe. ]
Clark: Why would he take Chloe?
Tobias: You ... you guys are such close friends that I thought you knew.
Clark: Knew what?
Tobias: She's meteor-infected, Clark.
[ In a laboratory, Chloe has been strapped down to a large examination table, unable to move. Her eyes dart back and forth at the doctors hovering over and around her, and her mouth is held open as if in a perpetual scream by metal instruments. Terrified, there is nowhere for her to go. ]
Doctors: Blood iron levels?
Doctors: 225.
Doctors: Copper, cadmium, and chloride all high.
Doctors: The clock is ticking. Let's not waste time.
Doctors: Erythrocyte and leukocyte counts confirmed. Initializing full-body spectral scan.
[ A green beam scans up and down her body, centering finally on her abdomen. ]
Chloe: Ugh.
Doctors: Scanning in progress. Vertical asymptote at "X." Preparing for DNA extraction.
Doctors: Proceed.
[ One of the doctors inserts a huge needle into her abdomen as she screams in pain. ]
Lex: Hello, beautiful. How are the two of you doing this morning?
Lana: We're both doing just fine. Lex, have you ever heard of Tobias Rice?
Lex: No. Why?
Lana: Well, I ran into him in the bowling alley. We went to school together. He lost his vision in the meteor shower, and now he has this ability to sense meteor-infected people.
Lex: That's intriguing, but why do you think I'd know him?
[ Lana isn't sure whether to believe him or not, but presses him anyway. ]
Lana: Because I know what kinds of things you're interested in, and meteor powers are high on the list.
Lex: Maybe so, but in this case, I'm afraid I'm in the dark. I've never heard of your friend. I'm sorry.
[ Lana is clearly unconvinced now, though she tries hard not to let her suspicion show. ]
[ Clark walks into the Talon to find Jimmy hanging up a Missing poster with Chloe's picture on it. ]
Clark: Jimmy, any luck with the computer?
Jimmy: I tried every trick I know, but I'm an amateur in the encryption game. Look, what about the doctor? What did he say?
Clark: He's nowhere to be found.
[ As he says this, Jimmy's panic grows visibly. ]
Jimmy: What if she really is gone, Clark? I've never met anyone like Chloe Sullivan, and I never will. And you know what the most pathetic part is? Is that ... is that I was so busy playing it cool that ... I never got to tell her how I really, truly feel.
[ Chloe walks up behind them as they're speaking. ]
Chloe: Well, now's your chance.
Jimmy: Chloe. You're back.
[ Jimmy runs to give her a huge hug. ]
Chloe: Jimmy, easy with the anaconda squeeze.
Jimmy: I'm sorry. I-I just can't believe that you're standing here.
[ Chloe is confused at his behavior - she has no memory of her abduction. ]
Chloe: Why? I live upstairs.
Clark: Chloe, you were abducted last night.
[ Clark motions to the Missing poster on the pillar. ]
Chloe: Oh, my God.
Jimmy: You don't remember?
Chloe: The last thing I remember is going to sleep, and then I woke up in my bed. I don't understand. Why did they take me?
Jimmy: Because you're a witness. They want to shut you up.
Chloe: No, if that was the case, they wouldn't have released me.
Clark: Maybe they just wanted to scare you.
[ Clark doesn't like where this discussion is headed and decides to enlist Chloe's help with the computer, changing the subject. ]
Clark: Look, Chloe, I'm just glad that you're back, all right? And we have Bethany's laptop, but all the files are encrypted. Maybe you can pull off a miracle.
Lex: If you've come here with more of the blind kid's complaints, they're gonna fall on deaf ears.
Dr. Bethany: No, this has nothing to do with Tobias. I don't know how else to say this, except that sensitive information about our project has been ... misplaced.
[ Lex chuckles at this, but his stare at the doctor is utterly devoid of humor. ]
Lex: Glasses are misplaced, car keys ... [ Bitterly ] not classified information.
Dr. Bethany: Oh, I know. It seems that my laptop was somehow stolen. On it are files that would not only ... jeopardize our project, but obliterate my medical career in the process.
Lex: Sounds like a real blunder, doctor. For your sake, I hope it hasn't gotten into the wrong hands.
Dr. Bethany: For both our sakes.
[ Lex gets up quickly from his chair, standing toe-to-toe with the doctor. ]
Lex: No. I have nothing to do with you or your research. Remember, doctor? That was our agreement.
Dr. Bethany: I understand. But it's more than likely that there is some mention of Luthorcorp.
Lex: Then you give me no choice.
Dr. Bethany: What are you implying?
Lex: I don't tolerate loose ends, doctor. Bring me Tobias ... unharmed.
[ Knock on door ]
Lana: Tobias. It's Lana Lang, from Smallville High.
Tobias: I haven't talked to this many Crows since graduation. Come on in.
Lana: I know about your ability Tobias.
Tobias: I wouldn't call blindness an ability.
Lana: I know that you're identifying people, people who are different, but you have to stop. Whoever's put you up to this is exploiting your powers.
Tobias: I don't know what you're talking about.
Lana: I have money. I can put you on a plane. We can get you far away from here.
Tobias: I'm not going anywhere. I'm in line for a cornea transplant.
Lana: Okay, then you can get the surgery somewhere else, where there aren't any strings attached. I'll make sure of it.
Tobias: Why would you do that for me?
Lana: Because you may be putting someone at risk who saves people's lives on practically a daily basis. I can't let that happen.
Tobias: Who told you about me ... Clark Kent?
[ She is genuinely surprised by this. ]
Lana: Clark was here?
Tobias: You seem surprised.
Lana: Did you tell anyone about him?
Tobias: What's to tell?
Lana: Tobias, it's okay. You can trust me. I know that Clark's infected.
Tobias: You must be talking about a different Clark Kent, because the Clark I know is the most normal guy I've ever met.
Chloe: The files are barricaded. But in every wall there's a door somewhere. What's more impenetrable is the way you keep staring at me. [ She turns to face him ] Do I have something on my face?
Clark: [ Uneasily ] No. I'm just relieved, we were all really worried about you.
[ Clark is avoiding her eyes. ]
Chloe: Nice try, Clark. Cough it up.
Clark: Cough what up?
Chloe: You know the real reason why I was abducted, don't you? I'm some kind of meteor freak, aren't I?
Clark: We don't know that, Chloe.
[ Chloe taps some keys on the keyboard and her magical computer cracking utility does its thing. ]
Chloe: Well, maybe this will help demystify things for us. We're in.
Clark: That's a map of Smallville.
[ The map shows the entire Smallville area, with a small number of green dots scattered throughout. ]
Chloe: With a GPS overlay. Clark, I think Dr. Bethany is tracking meteor freaks. Now the question is why?
Clark: Maybe he's trying to observe them in their own environment.
[ Jimmy walks into the apartment, looking excited. ]
Jimmy: I just got off the phone with the Planet. Daniel Kim was k*lled in a car accident right outside Smallville Lanes 15 minutes ago.
Clark: Or someone tried to make it look like a car crash.
[ The map they are looking at beeps and one of the green dots has turned into a red 'X'. ]
Chloe: There's a new red dot on a street just outside the bowling alley. That red dot must be Daniel Kim.
[ Another beep, and another green dot turns red. ]
Clark: And a blinking green one just turned red in Granville. Chloe, they're k*lling these people one by one.
Chloe: There's a green dot in the Talon.
[ Chloe looks at Clark with growing terror. Jimmy can sense something is wrong but doesn't understand. ]
Jimmy: What's going on here? Chloe, are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah, I'm fine, Jimmy. Listen, I need you to go to the Smallville Lanes and find out everything you can about Daniel's death.
[ Chloe rushes Jimmy out the door. ]
Jimmy: I'll call you when I get there.
Chloe: Okay, thanks.
[ When Jimmy is gone, Chloe turns to him with clear panic in her eyes. ]
Chloe: Clark, I need you to X-ray me.
Clark: What?
Chloe: Clark, come on. We're both adults. Now, just do it.
[ He looks at her uneasily, then agrees. ]
Clark: Okay.
[ He scans her up and down, finding a small chip lodged into her right shoulder. ]
Clark: Um ... there, underneath your collar bone.
Chloe: What is it?
Clark: I don't know.
[ Now Chloe's panic has reached a fever pitch and she's sounding desperate. ]
Chloe: Please, Clark, I don't want to die. Just get it out of me!
[ Clark is trying to think about what to do, but Chloe is going to wait. ]
Clark: We have to get you to a hospital.
Chloe: Clark, there's something inside of me. I don't want to go to the E.R. and wait for the doctors to figure out what it's gonna do to me. How accurate is your heat vision?
[ He's shocked at her suggestion. ]
Clark: Chloe, don't even go there.
Chloe: Is it pinpoint accurate?
Clark: Chloe, I'm not gonna burn you!
Chloe: Clark, Daniel Kim is d*ad, and every single one of those green dots is turning red one by one. I will not be the next red dot!
[ As she says this, her terror now complete, she grabs a Kn*fe from the kitchen and puts it to her shoulder. ]
Chloe: Fine, if you're not gonna do it, then I'll just do it myself.
Clark: Chloe, wait! Just hold on a second!
Chloe: Do it.
Clark: All right. Hold on to me. You can't move.
[ He holds her shoulders tightly, then focuses on the spot in her shoulder. His heat vision burns into her skin and she screams in pain. ]
Chloe: Okay. Aah! Ugh! Ugh!
Clark: All right.
Chloe: Ahh!
Clark: I'm sorry.
Chloe: [ Still screaming ] Just get it out!
[ Clark reaches into the hole he's just made as she screams in pain again, and pulls out the tiny chip, crushing it between his fingers. ]
Clark: It's a GPS device. That's all it is.
[ The map on the computer beeps again. ]
Chloe: My green dot's gone red.
[ At Tobias' house, Lana is leading him towards the door. ]
Tobias: When we were in high school, I assumed the only thing Lana Lang cared about was lip gloss and pom-poms.
Lana: You didn't know me very well.
Tobias: Well, I'm sorry for ever thinking that.
[ Dr. Bethany is standing in the shadows of the living room. ]
Dr. Bethany: Tobias! Where are you going? What's she doing here?
Lana: He's coming with me.
Dr. Bethany: Why would he do that? I have to take him to the medical center. Tobias, the time has finally come. We're prepping you for surgery, just like I promised.
Tobias: Let me get my jacket.
Lana: Tobias, you can get this surgery somewhere else.
Tobias: It's okay, Lana.
[ Tobias reaches into the coat closet but instead of pulling out a jacket, he reaches for the circuit breaker for the house. When he throws the switch, the whole house goes black. ]
Dr. Bethany: Tobias!
[ Dr. Bethany pulls out a taser g*n and points it around the room, searching for Tobias. ]
[ Jimmy comes back to the apartment and sees the bandage on Chloe's shoulder. ]
Jimmy: What the heck did you do to my girl, Kent?
Chloe: Jimmy, there was a tracking device in me, and Clark had a pocketknife.
Clark: We improvised.
Jimmy: [ Shocked ] Improvised?
Chloe: Jimmy, it barely even stung.
[ Chloe and Clark are looking at the GPS map. ]
Chloe: There's only one green dot left, off highway 52.
Clark: Tobias.
[ Dr. Bethany pulls out a taser g*n, looking around for Tobias. ]
Dr. Bethany: Tobias! The powers that be want me to take you to them, but ... but if I do that, I'm a d*ad man. So if anyone asks, you just disappeared.
Lana: Please don't hurt him.
Dr. Bethany: Ah. Don't worry. This amount of voltage will stop the heart immediately. He won't feel a thing. And neither will you.
[ He points the taser at Lana, but Tobias emerges, holding a g*n of his own pointed at Dr. Bethany. ]
Tobias: But you will. [ g*n cocks ] I always thought my father had too many g*n in the house, and now I'm glad he did.
Dr. Bethany: Tobias, what good is a g*n if you can't see?
[ The doctor looks like he's going to f*re the taser at Lana, but Tobias sh**t him in the shoulder, rocking him backwards. ]
Tobias: But I can hear, and the next one's going in your heart.
[ The doctor rushes at Tobias and wrestles him to the ground. As they wrestle for control, Lana picks up the g*n lying on the floor. ]
Lana: Tobias, go! Go now!
[ Lana points the g*n at the doctor as he points the taser at Tobias. ]
Dr. Bethany: No!
Lana: Don't move! Drop it! Put it down, or I swear to God I'll pull the trigger.
Dr. Bethany: I think I'll take my chances.
[ As Lana pulls the trigger, Clark rushes into the house. In the blink of an eye, he runs past the b*llet as its flying through the air, his reflection clearly seen in the sheen of the b*llet casing, and deflects it back into a glass cabinet across the room, and shoves the doctor into the wall where he collapses in a heap. Then he steps in front of the burst of electricity from the taser, protecting Tobias. Then he speeds from the room before anyone can see that he was there. ]
Tobias: What happened?
Lana: I'm not sure. But we're safe now. Are you okay?
[ Lana turns the circuit breaker back on, lighting the room. ]
Tobias: I think so.
Lana: I'm gonna call the police.
[ She pulls out her cell phone, then notices the glass case with a b*llet hole in - a glass case that was actually behind her when she fired the sh*t. She reaches inside and pulls out the dented but intact b*llet and examines it very closely. ]
[ An officer is helping Tobias walk outside his house. ]
Officer: Do you have someone who can assist you?
[ Clark comes up behind him, offering to help. ]
Clark: I can.
Tobias: Clark?
Clark: Yeah. [ Clark takes Tobias' arm, leading him forward ] The deputies told me what happened. Are you ok?
Tobias: I should have known what was going on. I just wanted my sight back so badly I never questioned it.
Clark: It's okay. It's all over now. A friend of mine's gonna get you your operation. You'll be safe.
Tobias: Lana wanted to do the same thing for me.
[ Clark is suprised by this. ]
Clark: Lana? Why?
Tobias: She had this crazy notion that you were infected by the meteors, and she didn't want me to tell anybody else.
[ Clark is affected by this, but not really surprised. ]
Clark: Really? What did you tell her?
Tobias: The truth. That you're the most normal guy I've ever met.
[ A black sedan pulls up next to them. ]
Clark: Your ride's here.
Tobias: Thanks, Clark, for everything.
[ As the sedan pulls away, Lana is standing behind Clark. ]
Lana: Once again, fate intervenes, and lives are miraculously saved.
Clark: Yeah. The paramedics said he died of a heart att*ck. That's bizarre.
Lana: What's really bizarre is this.
[ She holds up the b*llet that she fired, which is dented. ]
Lana: I fired the g*n, but the b*llet smashed into the cabinet behind me.
[ Clark looks like he's trying to find his breath. ]
Clark: It must have ricocheted.
Lana: Off of something pretty powerful.
[ From Lana's look, Clark can tell that she knows he was there, saving her once again, even if she doesn't know exactly how. ]
Clark: The important thing is that you're okay.
[ Lana can see he's not going to give in to her probing. ]
Lana: Where did Tobias go?
Clark: Star City. Oliver Queen has arranged for him to get his cornea transplant. Lana, Tobias told me what you were gonna do for me. I'm not sure where you got this idea that I was meteor-infected. I appreciate you looking out for me. It means a lot.
Lana: You know ... even if it were true, even if you were meteor-infected, it wouldn't matter. You'd still be the same Clark Kent.
[ A detective appears behind them. ]
Detective: Miss Lang, are you ready to finish your statement?
[ She gives him a long look before walking away with the detective. ]
Lex: Lana. Thank God you're all right. What were you doing at that kid's house in the first place?
Lana: I was trying to save him.
Lex: You should have come to me.
Lana: I didn't know it was gonna turn out that way. Lex, that doctor ... I saw you meeting with him.
[ Lex is caught off guard and tries to keep his cool. ]
Lex: Of course you did. I was talking to Bethany about Luthcorp's donation to the new trauma center.
Lana: So it was just a coincidence that he was here?
Lex: A sad one. Who would have ever thought that a man whose job it is to save lives would ... would do something like this?
[ Lana is unconvinced. ]
Lana: Lex, if you were involved in this, you'd tell me, wouldn't you?
Lex: Lana ... you're my bride-to-be, the mother of ...
[ Lana can see him spinning, and puts a stop to it. ]
Lana: Tell me the truth, Lex.
Lex: On the soul of my unborn child, I swear. It's the truth.
[ His lie is so sincere that she almost believes it, but as he hugs her, its clear her doubts remain from the look on her face. ]
[ Clark walks into the apartment and Chloe has a far-off look in her eyes. ]
Clark: You look dazed and confused. Are you okay?
Chloe: [ Sounding distraught ] I can't sleep. I can't work. I can't think about anything else.
Clark: You've been through a lot.
Chloe: There's a reason they took me, and we both know it's not because I was a witness. Tobias didn't identify you, Clark, because you're not a meteor freak. It was me.
Clark: Chloe, it must have been a mistake.
Chloe: How do you know that? I mean, I've been exposed to more Kryptonite than practically anyone else in this town. It's not that much of a stretch to think that I could have been infected somewhere along the way.
Clark: But you don't have any powers. [ He looks at her closely ] Do you?
Chloe: No, but that doesn't rule me out. There's a percentage of the Wall of Weird that were latent for years. They didn't exhibit any of their powers until long after their exposure.
Clark: Okay. All right, let's say it's true. But who's to say you're ever gonna develop any powers at all?
Chloe: All I know is that every single meteor freak I've ever run into has ended up either d*ad or in Belle Reve. Face it, Clark. I'm a walking time b*mb.
[ As she says this, her emotions surge and her panic is evident. Clark puts his hand on her arm very gently. ]
Clark: Then consider me your own personal b*mb squad.
[ Lex is sitting at his computer, reviewing video footage of Chloe, strapped to the lab table during her abduction. He speaks into a phone. ]
Lex: Regarding our most recent subject ... keep a close eye on her. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x15 - Freak"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on March 16th, 2007
[ As the episode begins, we see a montage set to music of Chloe carrying boxes of wedding favors in the church in preparation for the wedding, Lex and Lana having a ultrasound done at the Smallville Medical Center, Clark in his room getting ready for the day with clear dread. Lex, sitting at his desk, looking at his wedding ring. Lana getting her final fitting for her dress. Clark, in the loft, opens a trunk and pulls out a picture of him and Lana at the Prom and after looking at it for a moment, flings it out the window where it flies off into the distance. ]
[ We see an empty church, with only Lex, Lana and the priest standing up at the front. ]
Priest: And do you, Lana Lang, take Alexander Luthor to be your husband in the holy state of matrimony? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor, and keep him, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, and forsaking all others, as long as you both shall live?
Lana: I do.
[ Lex puts on her ring, then grunts all of a sudden, blood immediately forming at his mouth. He collapses to the floor and we see Clark standing behind him with a 12 inch Kn*fe, covered in blood. ]
Lana: Lex! Oh, my God, Lex! Lex!
Clark: I saved you.
Lana: I loved him.
Clark: You don't mean that.
[ Lana looks at him defiantly, then looks at the Kn*fe which is pointing towards her. In one motion, she thrusts herself onto the Kn*fe, impaling herself. ]
Clark: Lana!
[ Clark wakes up in his bed with a start, breathing heavily from his nightmare. ]
Clark: No!
[ A wedding card emblazoned with "LL" says, "Wedding Day 11:03am". ]
[ Clark is in the barn, picking up bales of hay and throwing them violently into the rafters of the barn. His cell phone rings and he sees that it's Chloe. ]
Clark: Shouldn't you be at the Luthor Mansion arranging flowers?
Chloe: Well, that's just it. I am at the Mansion, I just kinda need your help.
Clark: Where are you?
Chloe: Downstairs in the wine cellar.
[ Clark superspeeds to the mansion, and calls out to her once he gets into the wine cellar. ]
Clark: Chloe?
Chloe: Clark?
Clark: Chloe: Chloe: Hurry. I'm freezing in here.
[ Clark tries the handle first, but it breaks off easily in his hand. ]
Clark: The handle broke, Chloe.
[ The handle clatters to the floor. ]
Clark: Hold on.
[ Clark grasps the huge steel door and rips it off of it's hinges, setting it aside to let Chloe out. ]
Chloe: Thank you so much.
Clark: Next time you have a craving for a bottle of wine at 11:00 in the morning, go for a red.
[ As Chloe speaks, Clark resets the steel door and uses his heat vision to fix it back into place. ]
Chloe: I am so, so sorry. Lana hid Lex's wedding present down here, and she asked me to go get it, and then the door ... shut.
[ Finished with the door, Clark turns to Chloe uneasily. ]
Clark: I better go.
Chloe: That's it? You filled your damsel-in-distress quota for the day, and you're just ... gonna walk away?
Clark: What am I supposed do?
Chloe: I guess I always just thought that you would sweep in and save the day, but you're not gonna do that, are you?
Clark: If Lana didn't want to marry Lex, she wouldn't.
Chloe: Lana's not my hero, Clark ... you are. And this whole idea that you're still hiding who you really are, that you're giving up the one person that you totally love ...
Clark: I'm protecting her.
Chloe: [ Sarcastic ] Good job. She's marrying a monster and trapping herself into a loveless life.
Clark: Chloe, you think this is easy for me?
Chloe: I think it's easier than getting hurt. You don't hesitate to run into a burning building or jump in front of a b*llet because nothing can penetrate that iron flesh of yours. But the one time saving Lana means putting your heart on the line, the Man of Steel is nowhere to be found.
Clark: Letting Lana go is the hardest thing I've ever had to do, Chloe. If you don't know that, then you don't know me as well as I thought you did.
[ Clark gives her one last hurt look, then superspeeds out of the mansion. ]
[ Clark is at home again, just sitting in the living room, examining his dad's old watch. Martha walks in carrying her dress for the wedding. ]
Clark: How did you know Dad was the one? How'd you know he felt the same way?
Martha: I think when you're young, like you are, like we were ... nothing is that simple. [ She sets down her bags and sits next to him ] I know this is a really hard day for you, Clark.
[ Clark scoffs at this. ]
Clark: You know, I can't help but wonder ... ..if all those things I told myself ... that knowing the truth about me would be too much for Lana to handle, if she knew my secret she'd be in danger - what if I just made up all those excuses because I was scared?
Martha: [ Smiling ] Then you'd be just like the rest of us.
Clark: What do you mean?
Martha: Your father and I almost didn't get married. I broke it off after a year. We had a horrible argument, and I thought I'd never see him again. You know, we came from such different worlds. Our families, the paths we were on ... everything was stacked against us.
Clark: Then why'd you get back together?
Martha: Because I ... I couldn't stop thinking about him.
Clark: What if I take that risk ... and Lana really is happy with Lex?
Martha: All I can tell you Clark is that, if I hadn't taken that chance, I would have lost everything that's ever meant something to me.
[ Lana is sitting in the study, writing on a piece of paper when she looks up to see Clark standing there. ]
Lana: Clark.
Clark: I can't let you go through with this ... not unless you know everything.
Lana: Clark, it's okay. You don't have to explain.
Clark: I owe it to you.
Lana: No you don't owe me anything. I'm the one who's been in denial. I thought the love that I have for Lex would be enough. But I can't keep turning my back on the truth.
Clark: What are you saying?
Lana: I'm not going to marry Lex. Look, I don't have time to explain right now. I'll meet you at the barn at 5:00.
[ Just outside the study, a door opens - someone is coming. ]
Lana: You have to go. I'll be there ... I promise. [ She leans in to kiss him briefly ] Go.
[ Clark leaves by one door, but as the other door opens, there is a distinct look of surprise on Lana's face. ]
[ Lex is sitting in a large room with a huge projected image the fills the opposite wall - its is video from Lana's ultrasound and as he watches silently, the baby's heartbeats steadily. After a moment, the baby starts to stir and when the face shifts, the baby's eyes are suddenly glowing white ... as Lex wakes up from his nightmare. He looks over to find Lana already out of bed and goes into the study to find her. ]
[ Another wedding card says, "Wedding Day 7:14am". ]
Lex: How'd you sleep?
Lana: Like a baby.
Lex: Me too. But I don't know if I can wait. How about we just run off and elope?
Lana: That would be a big waste of 400 game hens.
[ She smiles at him. ]
Lex: It's a big day. It's okay to be nervous.
Lana: I know. I just have a few loose ends I need to tie up. In fact, I have to go and meet Chloe, so I should get ready. [ She kisses him ] I'll see you at the church.
[ Lex is standing at the window of his office at Luthorcorp Headquarters. ]
Lionel: Busy day at the office?
Lex: I just had some papers to sign before the wedding.
Lionel: Or could it be you're avoiding the fact that you've got no one to be with today and nothing to do?
Lex: Fine, Dad, you pegged me. I'm a little nervous.
Lionel: Do you remember, when you were just a little boy, I'd bring you up hereto the office?
Lex: I used to pretend it was all mine to control, like I could just reach down and move all the cars, as if they were toys ... pull all the strings and make people do what I wanted. But I guess it's all out of your control, isn't it?
Lionel: I should hope I taught you better than that.
Lex: You know, Dad, ever since i've been with Lana, I wake up wondering, "Is today gonna be the day when she sees who I really am?" What if she doesn't show? I honestly don't know what my life is without her.
Lionel: What would you be willing to do to make sure that Lana is standing next to you at the altar this afternoon?
Lex: Anything.
Lionel: Then she will be ... I promise you.
[ Lionel turns to leave as Lex's cell phone rings. ]
Lex: [ On the phone ] It's my wedding day. Whatever it is, it can wait. Is something wrong? I'll be right there.
[ As Lex ends the call, Lionel is just outside the door, listening. ]
[ Another wedding card says, "Wedding Day 4:43pm". ]
[ Lex meets Dr. Langston, Lana's physician, in a crypt below the church. ]
Lex: Dr. Langston ... is this about Lana? Is she okay?
Dr. Langston: Oh, that's a bit ambiguous, after what you've done to her.
Lex: In a few minutes, I'm gonna be exchanging rings directly above where you're standing. What was so urgent it couldn't wait?
Dr. Langston: Trust me, Lex. I wouldn't want anything to come between you and your beautiful bride ... for instance, the truth about her condition.
Lex: For your sake, I hope I'm not understanding you.
Dr. Langston: Consider it hazard pay for the dangerous ... not to mention unethical ... position you've put me in for months.
Lex: And today's the day you hold the most leverage.
Dr. Langston: Wire $2 million to this account, or Ms. Lang will know everything.
Lex: I don't give in to blackmail.
Dr. Langston: Oh, I think you will. No man sinks as low as you have if he isn't driven by desperation. Knowing what you've kept from her, I wouldn't recommend putting her love to the test.
Lex: I won't let you take her away from me!
[ Lex grabs the doctor and starts punching him in the face, time after time. Finally, Lex hits him one last time and he falls back against the edge of a crypt. Dr. Langston collapses to the ground, a pool of blood spreading around his body. ]
[ Lex pulls the huge stone lid off of the top of the crypt in order to put the doctor's body inside. This completed, we see Lex frantically washing the blood from his hands in the sink in his dressing room. After he puts on his tuxedo shirt, he sees a large spot of the blood on the sleeve just as there is a knock on the door behind him. ]
Lex: I'll be right there.
[ He grabs his tuxedo jacket and goes to get the door. ]
Lex: Is it time?
Chloe: It was ... 10 minutes ago. Lana's not here, and no one knows where she is.
[ It is the day of the tornado and Lana is caught up in it. As she climbs onto the floor of the truck, the door to the truck is ripped off and she can see Clark, like a vision amid all the confusion, once again there to keep her safe. ]
Clark: Lana!
[ Lana wakes with a start, then gets out of bed and walks down to the study. There, she pulls out a scrapbook of sorts, with newspaper clippings from her various brushes with death - from all of which, she's now convinced, that she was saved by Clark. She hears someone approaching and puts the book away, then rushes down the stairs of the study to stand calmly by the f*re. ]
Lex: How'd you sleep?
[ She turns to him, smiling, her emotional turmoil set aside. ]
Lana: Like a baby.
Lex: Me too. I don't know if I can wait. How about we just run off and elope?
Lana: That would be a pretty big wasteof 400 game hens.
Lex: It's a big day. It's okay to be nervous.
Lana: I know. I just have a few loose ends that I need to tie up. In fact, I have to go meet Chloe, so I should get ready. [ She kisses him lightly ] I'll see you at the church.
[ As she walks away, her light smile turns instantly to a look of coldness. ]
[ Lana is sitting in her room, looking uneasy, her fingers gliding idly over a wedding invitation. In the mirror, Lana sees Aunt Nell walk into the room behind her. ]
Lana: Aunt Nell.
Nell: I can't tell you how long I've been looking forward to this day. Oh, I'm so proud of you. I wouldn't have missed this day for anything.
[ Lana smiles, but looks down quickly, her smile fading. ]
Nell: I know that look. Lana ... this may be the most important day of your life. What's wrong?
Lana: It's just ... [ Sighs ] If there were something that you had to put past you to get on with your life and you tried every way that was fair and honest to do that and nothing worked ... is it really wrong to bend the rules just once?
Nell: Well, what would put those doubts to rest?
Lana: The truth.
Nell: If you are going to promise your heart to Lex, you cannot go to that altar with anything unresolved. When it comes to protecting ourselves ... we do what we have to do, Lana.
[ Chloe and Lana are walking down the hall of the mansion, but Lana is clearly not paying attention to what Chloe is telling her. ]
Chloe: Okay, so you have your final dress fitting at 3:00, the limo's picking you up at 3:30, and you have wedding photos outside the church [ Chloe can see Lana's mind is elsewhere ... ] and naked-male jello wrestling at 5:00. Lana? Look at me. [ Lana turns around ] You didn't sleep at all last night, did you?
Lana: There's beena lot of pressure.
Chloe: Since this is your big day, I'll pretend that I don't see right through that.
[ Lana smiles broadly. ]
Lana: I think that's a great idea.
[ They both chuckle. ]
Chloe: Okay. What else can I do?
Lana: Well, if you don't mind, I hid Lex's wedding gift in the wine cellar so he wouldn't find it.
Chloe: I guess "personal gofer" falls under the umbrella of "maid of honor." Oh, um, what does it look like?
Lana: Um, it is behind the Bollinger in the cooler. It's a little blue box with a white bow.
Chloe: Okay.
Lana: Thank you.
Chloe: Yep!
[ Chloe makes her way down to the wine cellar, then opens the huge steel door to the cooler. ]
Chloe: Holy Dom Pérignon. [ She searches in the racks ] Aha. [ The door creaks behind her, then shuts ] Ah!
[ Outside the door, Lana is standing there and she turns the lock on the door as soon as it is shut. ]
Chloe: Perfect. Okay.
[ Chloe pulls out her cell phone and calls Lana, whose phone buzzes in her hand just outside the door. Lana sees the call and silences her phone. ]
Chloe: Come on, Lana. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
[ The call goes to voicemail. ]
Chloe: sh**t.
[ She redials the phone, getting Clark on the line. ]
Clark: Shouldn't you be at the Luthor Mansion, arranging flowers?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] That's just it. I am at the mansion, but I kind of need your help.
Clark: Where are you?
Chloe: Downstairs in the wine cellar.
[ Outside the door, we can hear Clark rushing in with super speed. Once he is in the wine cellar, he calls out her name. As he does, Lana is hiding behind the wine racks, watching with wide eyes as he zooms in. ]
Clark: Chloe?
Chloe: Clark?
Clark: Chloe?
Chloe: Hurry. I'm freezing in here.
[ Clark pulls off the door handle. ]
Clark: The handle broke, Chloe. Hold on.
[ Clark pulls the door off of its hinges as Lana looks on in awe, her eyes huge. ]
Chloe: Thank you so much.
Clark: Next time you have a craving for a bottle of wine at 11:00 in the morning, go for a red.
[ As Chloe speaks and Clark resets the door using his heat vision, Lana watches all of this unfold, with Clark's abilities on full display. ]
Chloe: Yeah, i'm so, so sorry. I-I know you'd rather be tied to a boulder of Kryptonite than come down here for ground zero of the Luthor/Lang wedding, but I didn't have a choice. It wasn't my fault. Lana hid Lex's wedding present down here, and she asked me to come down and get it, and then the door shut.
[ Once he's done, Clark turns to Chloe awkwardly. ]
Clark: I better go.
Chloe: Wait, that's it? You filled your damsel-in-distress quota for the day, and you're just gonna walk away?
Clark: Chloe, what am I supposed to do?
Chloe: I guess I just always figured you'd sweep in at the last minute and save the day, but you're not gonna do that, are you?
Clark: If Lana didn't want to marry Lex, she wouldn't.
Chloe: Yeah, but Lana's not my hero, Clark ... you are. And this whole idea that you haven't told her who you really are, that you're giving up the person that you totally love, because you're ...
Clark: I'm protecting her.
Chloe: [ Sarcastically ] Good job. She's marrying a monster, and she's gonna be trapped in a loveless life.
Clark: You think this is easy for me?
Chloe: I think it's easier than getting hurt. Clark, you don't hesitate to run into a burning building or jump in front of a b*llet because nothing can penetrate that iron flesh of yours. But the one time saving Lana means putting your heart on the line, the Man of Steel is nowhere to be found.
Clark: Giving up Lana is the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life. If you don't know that, you don't know me very well.
[ Still watching from the wine racks, Lana sees Clark zoom out of the room, gone in the blink of an eye. ]
[ Lana is sitting in the study, writing on a piece of paper. She looks up to see Clark standing there. ]
Lana: Clark.
Clark: I cannot let you go through with this ... not until you know everything.
Lana: Clark, it's okay. You don't have to explain.
Clark: I owe it to you.
Lana: No, you don't owe me anything. I'm the one who's been in denial. And I thought that the love that I have for Lex would be enough, but I can't keep turning my back on the truth.
Clark: What are you saying?
Lana: I'm not marrying Lex. Look, I don't have time to explain right now. I'll meet you at the barn at 5:00.
[ A door just beyond the study opens - someone is coming. ]
Lana: You have to go. I'll be there ... I promise. [ She leans in to kiss him ] Go.
[ Once Clark leaves, Lionel Luthor enters from the opposite door, surprising Lana. ]
Lionel: Ms. Lang ... [ chuckles ] Shouldn't you be leaving for the church?
[ Lionel looks down at the handwritten note on the table and picks it up before Lana can grab it. ]
Lionel: What's this?
[ He looks at the note: "Dear Lex, I'm so sorry but I can't go through with this." He looks at her sternly. ]
Lionel: This will destroy Lex.
Lana: Mr. Luthor, I'm sorry, but this is none of your business.
Lionel: Well, I'm making it my business. I can't let you call off the wedding.
Lana: Things have changed, and it wouldn't be fair to Lex to pretend like they haven't.
[ Lionel studies her carefully, then realization dawns on his face. ]
Lionel: You know Clark's secret, don't you?
[ Lionel smiles, then circles around her. ]
Lionel: I've been watching you since you started seeing my son, and you've been getting closer and closer to finding out the shocking truth about Clark Kent. What a surprise it must have been to realize Clark has kept up the deception for so long, right under your nose.
Lana: He was trying to protect me. [ Lionel chuckles at this ] And he's not gonna let you thr*at me now.
Lionel: You think Clark's invincible. Not so - like every hero, he has an achilles' heel, a weakness. I know what it is. And I know that it could k*ll him.
Lana: No. You could never hurt him.
Lionel: Would you bet ... Clark's life on that? I give you my word, Ms. Lang, if you don't honor the promise that you've made to my son or I find out you've told anyone about this conversation, I will k*ll Clark Kent.
[ At the church, the crowd is assembled and waiting restlessly. Chloe and Lex walk up to the front along the side of the church. ]
Chloe: No, she just vanished. She won't answer her cell. Sorry, Lex, I don't know what to say, but I'm sure there's an explanation for all this.
Lex: Father, did Lana say anything to you, anything that might have indicated ...
Priest: Be patient, Lex. Give her a little more time. Wedding-day jitters are to be expected.
[ Lex looks around at the guests, and at the open door where Lana should be. ]
Lex: [ To himself ] She's not coming.
Clark: I've loved you since the first moment I saw you. Will you marry me?
[ Clark holds out a wedding ring, and when the camera turns we see he is practicing on Shelby the dog. ]
Clark: It's too corny, huh? [ sighs ]
[ At the church, processional music starts to play as Lana finally appears at the front door of the church, and very slowly she starts to make her way up the aisle. ]
[ In the loft, Clark waits impatiently. After checking his watch several times, he grabs his coat and rushes off to the church. ]
Priest: Do you, Alexander Luthor, take Lana Lang to be your wife in the holy state of matrimony? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, and forsaking all others, as long as you both shall live?
Lex: I do.
[ Lex puts Lana's ring on her finger. ]
Priest: And do you, Lana Lang, take Alexander Luthor to be your husband in the holy state of matrimony? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor, and keep him, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, and forsaking all others, as long as you both shall live?
[ Lana looks out across the hall to see Clark standing at the back of the church, looking stricken. She gives him a long look, then pulls herself together and looks back at Lex. ]
Lana: I do.
[ Beside her, Lex sighs heavily, and wipes away a tear from her cheek. ]
Priest: May I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Luthor?
[ The assembled crowd applauds as Lex beams and Lana can only smile weakly. At the back of the church, Clark is gone. ]
[ In her room, Lana sits at a mirror, in shock. ]
Lex: I never thought it was possible to be this happy. How did I ever turn out to be the man who gets to spend the rest of his life with you?
[ Lana can't find any words and just smiles weakly at him. ]
Lex: Okay. I'll just get my things ... Mrs. Luthor.
[ Lex leaves the room and as soon as the door closes, Lana breaks down, sobbing to herself. After a moment, there is a knock at the door and she has to reel in her emotions. ]
Lana: I'll be right there.
[ She turns to the door to find Clark, his emotions mirroring hers. ]
Clark: I waited for you.
Lana: Clark.
Clark: What happened?
Lana: I'm ... I'm really sorry. I, uh, I didn't mean to hurt you ... but I want to be with Lex.
Clark: That's not true. [ He walks to her ] He got to you, didn't he?
Lana: No, please, just believe me and let it go.
[ Lana speaks tersely, trying to brush him off and maintain her composure at the same time. ]
Clark: Let it go? Let it go?! Lana, I love you. I love you.
Lana: Clark, don't.
Clark: Tell me what he did. What did Lex do? You don't have to stay with him.
Lana: He didn't do anything. I've made my decision. I just want to be with him.
Clark: Why do you keep saying that? Lana, we should be together. I want this more than I've ever wanted anything, and I know that you do, too.
[ Lana tries mightily to muster some conviction for this statement, but can only manage a weak reply, her voice faltering. ]
Lana: I've ... I've had a change of heart.
Clark: You don't mean that. Is this because of my secret? Lana, I'll tell you. I'm not like everyone else. I'm ...
Lana: No, Clark, you ... you have to go.
Clark: No! No ... not until you look me in the eye and you tell me that you'd rather spend the rest of your life with Lex Luthor instead of me.
[ Clark's own voice is breaking as he says this and in reply, Lana can't find any conviction for her reply. ]
Lana: I'm sorry, Clark. I love Lex.
[ Lionel walks into a sitting room where Lex is sitting pensively. ]
Lionel: Congratulations, son.
Lex: Thanks, Dad. And why do i get the feeling that's not all you came to say?
Lionel: Good to see the euphoria of your wedding day hasn't tempered your cynicism.
Lex: I guess old habits die hard.
Lionel: And apparently, some are next to impossible to k*ll, aren't they?
[ Lex stands up, chuckling. ]
Lex: Do you sit up at night, practicing this stuff?
[ Lionel backhands Lex across the face, instantly drawing blood. ]
Lionel: How could you be so stupid? A grown man on his wedding day, and you need me to come to the rescue again ... you are pathetic.
[ Lex is still clutching his face. ]
Lex: I don't know what you're talking about.
Lionel: Don't play the fool with me, Lex. There's a crypt down below that has gotten a little overcrowded.
Lex: It was an accident ...
Lionel: Of course it was. You don't have the guts to plan a successful m*rder. And if anyone should discover that the fresh corpse downstairs happens to be that of your bride's physician, they just might stumble onto the truth about Lana's pregnancy.
[ Lex's eyes widen at the revelation that his father knows the truth about Lana's baby. ]
Lionel: She's made a desperate man of you, Lex.
[ Lex is backed into a corner, truly a desperate man. ]
Lex: Okay. You win. Whatever you want, it's yours ... control of Luthorcorp, 33.1 ...
Lionel: You don't have to worry, Lex. You'll know when it's time for me to collect.
[ The door to the sitting room opens and Lana walks in, interrupting them. Lex turns back to his father, his demeanor immediately changed. ]
Lex: Thanks, Dad.
Lana: Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt.
[ Lionel turns to leave, stopping in front of Lana as she looks icily at him. ]
Lionel: Mrs. Luthor.
[ He leans over to kiss her cheek and she stands motionless and stone-faced. ]
Lionel: Welcome to the family.
[ As the wedding comes to a close, Lana and Lex appear at the front door to the church as their guests gather to congratulate them one last them. On they are getting into the waiting limo, Lex catches Clark's eye and smiles to himself at the distraught look on Clark's face. Once in the limo, as they pull away, Lana looks back at Clark and they share a look, then she turns back around, the camera fixed on her cold, shocked eyes. ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x16 - Promise"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on March 22nd, 2007
[ An audience is chanting, in anticipation of a fight. The fight promoters saunters into the arena, putting on a show. ]
Richter Maddox: Hey, fight fans! Are you ready?
[ Cheers and applause ]
Richter Maddox: Tonight's undercard is a special twin matchup introducing two new combatants. In this corner, the voluptuous ... the vicious ... Vixen!
[ Cheers and applause ]
Richter Maddox: And now ... entering our arena for the very first time ... ladies and gentlemen, please welcome ... the all-powerful, the all-american ... Man of Steel!
[ Cheers and applause ]
[ Somewhere in the building, away from the fight, Athena comes out of a shower and starts to dress. Just beyond the shadows, a man lurks, watching her. ]
Athena: You're paid to keep an eye on the fights, not me.
Man: The view in here's a lot better. Security guard by day, Catholic schoolgirl by night ... you're a woman of many talents, Athena.
Athena: And a woman of many desires. Unfortunately, none of them are you.
Man: Taking off early?
Athena: Rough day. How's the fight going?
Man: It will all be over soon. Big guy just showed up. He's an animal. Where'd Maddox find him?
Athena: Outside a bar in Omaha busting up a group of Hell's Angels.
Athena: Next time I catch you peeping at me ... I'll put you in a cage with him.
[ There is a huge crash, and an alarm starts blaring. Athena grabs a g*n and runs towards the commotion. ]
Athena: [ To a man running the opposite way in a long hallway ] What the hell's going on here?
Technician: He's tearing up the place. He just k*lled Maddox!
Athena: Who?!
Technician: Titan!
[ Inside the right cage, a huge brawler - Titan - is throwing around a combatant and when he lands, we can see that it is Clark. Titan has clearly gotten the better of the fight so far. ]
Titan: Time to die, Kryptonian.
[ 46 hours earlier. ]
Clark: [ On the phone ] Thanks, Oliver. Yeah, I'll call you if I find anything. Bye.
Martha: [ Reading the newspaper ] "Police are baffled over a recent string of bizarre citizens' arrests. Numerous career criminals have been mysteriously delivered to stations throughout the metro area, in most cases unconscious." Clark, do you know anything about this?
Clark: Sounds like some bad guys have finally been brought to justice.
Martha: Well, some of them were hurt pretty badly. That sounds like a little more than justice.
Clark: They were meteor-infected and put up a fight.
Martha: I know you're trying to help, but you can't go about it this way. It's ... it's not right.
Clark: You know what's not right, mom, is staying up here and doing nothing when I could be out there making a difference. Now, I got to go. Oliver gave me a tip. I got to follow up on it.
Martha: Clark ... I know how difficult Lex and Lana's wedding was for you, but ever since that day, it's like you've become another person.
Clark: Why? Because I'm not distracted by my feelings for Lana anymore? That I could finally focus on what I need to do?
Martha: Sweetheart, you should never consider what you felt to be a distraction. Love is a natural human emotion.
Clark: Then maybe my mistake was having those feelings at all. I'm not human, mom. It's time I stopped pretending to be.
[ Chloe and Clark are watching a video feed of the fight club on her laptop. ]
Chloe: Clark can you believe this? A krypto fight club on the internet? How come nobody else knows about this?
Clark: According to Oliver, getting the link and the password costs more than most people make in a year.
[ On the video, cheers and applause. ]
[ As they watch, Titan ends the fight with a huge blade that slides out of his arm band, which he plunges into the back of his opponent. ]
Chloe: Clark, he just k*lled that guy.
Clark: Chloe, I need you to trace the link back to the source.
Chloe: I'm trying, but they're bouncing it off about a billion different proxy servers. I mean, whoever's running this operation made sure that no one would be able to find him. Didn't Oliver and your superpals give you anything else?
Clark: It was a short conversation, Chloe. I've been kind of busy lately. All he said was he thought the location was somewhere nearby.
Chloe: The security on this stream is off the charts. I mean, I can't record it, I can't download it. I can't ...
[ On the video, more cheers and applause ]
Richter Maddox: [ On the video ] Hey, hey, fight fans! Your winner and still undisputed champion ... the one, the only ... Titan!
Clark: Freeze that frame. What is that?
[ On the freeze frame they see a closeup of Titan, with a cleary visible tattoo that looks to be Kryptonian symbols. ]
Chloe: Is that Kryptonian?
Clark: It's a prison tattoo. Chloe, Titan isn't meteor-infected. He's from the Phantom Zone.
Lex: I thought we'd end the evening with a toast. We've officially been married one week. The baby's safe. It's just sparkling cider. It's not quite the same as celebrating on the beach in Boquete, but I guess it will have to do.
Lana: Lex, I'm sorry. I know how much you wanted to go on this honeymoon, but, like I said before, I don't think that flying off to some foreign country is good for the baby.
Lex: [ Chuckles softly ] Are you sure that's the only reason you gave up a week in paradise? Ever since the wedding, I feel like you've been pulling away from me.
Lana: Everything happened so quickly ... this pregnancy, the wedding. I still feel like I'm trying to catch up. I just need a little time.
Lex: [ Sighs ] Take as much time as you need. We have the rest of our lives together.
[ Lex leans in to kiss her, and she turns her head at the last minute as Lex kisses her cheek. ]
Lex: Look, I'm sure things will be different once the baby's born. Right? [ Toasting ] To our new family.
[ As Lana drinks, Lex watches her closely, then drinks from his own glass. ]
[ Chloe is sitting in her apartment when Clark superspeeds in, knocking over her coffee in the process. ]
Chloe: Clark ... slow down. I don't have enough money to hire a full-time maid to clean up every time you decide to blow in.
Clark: What did you find?
Chloe: The URL and the password that Oliver gave you are both null and void, which means that the fight-club promoters must be rotating them in order to maximize security and profit.
Clark: [ Yelling ] You have nothing!
Chloe: Don't bite my head off. You know I always have something up my sleeve. I'm starting to think that super-sleuthing might be my latent krypto power.
[ Chloe chuckles at her own joke, but Clark isn't in the mood to be amused. ]
Chloe: Okay, so it turns out that our Billy Idol look-alike is actually a meteor-infected Belle Reve resident. Now, this is the weird thing. After he was k*lled in that cage, he was returned back to his padded cell. The orderlies found his body this morning.
Clark: So if we find who got him in and out of the hospital, he'll lead us straight to the fight club ... and to Titan.
Chloe: Already on it. See? Your sidekick isn't completely useless.
Clark: I'm sorry I snapped, Chloe. I'm just worried that Titan might be a bigger thr*at than I thought. Your friend down at Metropolis precinct helped me find these. [ He sets a portfolio of photographs down on the table ] It's Titan's victims. They were all found between a crater outside of Omaha, where I think he landed, and Metropolis.
Chloe: He left the same wound on all the bodies, and ... and they're all fighters.
Clark: I know why ... the tattoo on Titan's arm. From what I could tell, it said he was a warrior, enhanced for combat. Ever since he's been here, he's been looking for a fight.
Chloe: What better challenge for a brawl-loving Zoner than a rumble at a krypto fight club?
[ Lois walks into the apartment. ]
Lois: Hey. Can you believe this? I couldn't find proof of the chupacabra in the everglades, so now my editor wants to downsize me. If I don't come up with an article in the next 48 hours, I can say adios to my weekly paycheck.
[ Clark and Chloe just look at her, suddenly silent. ]
Lois: [ Sighs ] Is that a story?
Chloe: No.
Lois: Okay, look, normally I would be hands-off, but this puppy needs a bone. Please, cuz. I'll owe you big-time.
Chloe: There's no story for the Inquisitor here, Lois. It's just a d*ad end.
Clark: I'm sure after a shower and a cappuccino, you'll come up with something in no time.
Chloe: Clark's right. We'll give you some room.
[ Clark and Chloe leave the apartment. ]
Lois: [ Sighs ] I could have used a little help.
[ She sighs, and picks up a picture that Clark had been looking at, but left in the trash. ]
Lois: "Fr-44." Fort Ryan, hangar 44.
[ Lois walks into Hangar 44 at Fort Ryan, dressed in a full length red leather suit. Before she can get very far, she is met by Athena. ]
Athena: Hey, Puss in Boots. Where you going?
Lois: Whoa. Hey, my car overheated on the way to work, and I just needed some water for my radiator.
Athena: What are you all dressed up for, kitten?
Lois: I'm a dancer ... at the Phoenix.
Athena: Strip club down the road?
Lois: Yeah. Look, I go onstage in 15 minutes. I could sure use your help.
Athena: This place ... is a little off the beaten path. How'd you even know we were back here?
Lois: My dad's a General. Before the base was mothballed and sold off, I came here all the time with him.
Athena: A General, huh? I bet he's proud of how his little girl turned out.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Hmm. Come on ... help a girl out? I'll leave your name at the front door. You can watch my act. I do a k*ller stars-and-stripes routine.
[ As she says this, Lois moves closer to Athena, trying to seduce her into letting down her guard, until they are standing toe to toe. ]
Athena: I've always been a sucker for a girl in boots.
Lois: Lucky me.
Athena: Wait right here, kitten. I'll be right back.
[ As soon as Athena is gone, Lois pulls out a digital camera and starts snapping pictures of the video equipment and the blood-stained cage arena. She turns the camera and sees Athena on the the LCD screen, pointing a g*n at her. ]
Athena: You're a very nosy girl, kitty cat.
[ Lois swipes the g*n away and delivers a round-house punch before Athena can react. ]
Athena: Pretty nice moves ... for a stripper.
Lois: Oh, honey, I learned even better ones as an army brat.
[ They fight, but it is over quickly, with Athena unconscious on the floor and Lois standing over her. ]
Lois: For your information, my daddy is proud of me ... kitty cat.
[ She stands up, only to see Maddox pointing the g*n at her instead. ]
Richter Maddox: If you were my little girl, I'd be proud of you, too. [ Chuckles ]
Chloe: So, I think I found our Vince McMahon wannabe, and he has total access to an endless supply of meteor freaks. Meet Richter Maddox, Executive Administrator at Belle Reve.
Clark: How's this guy keeping Titan locked up in Belle Reve?
Chloe: Actually, our jolly mean giant isn't in the Belle Reve yearbook. He must be freelancing.
Clark: So Maddox isn't just pulling fighters from the hospital, he's using outside talent? If I can talk my way into that ring, I'll find Titan.
Chloe: Clark, these bouts are televised live. You can't risk showing people your face.
Clark: I don't havea choice, Chloe.
Chloe: Clark, he can k*ll you.
Clark: Not if I k*ll him first.
[ Chloe looks at Clark with great concern for his new-found attitude. ]
Lex: Keep me updated on your progress. You have full discretion, Bartlett. Make it happen.
Bartlett: Yes, sir.
[ Lex is looking at a list of 33.1 facilities worldwide, and next to most of the locations it says, "Compromised." He clicks on one of the facilities and begins watching surveillance footage from this facility. On it, Green Arrow walks into the picture, points his crossbow at the camera, and then the picture turns to static. Lex closes his laptop, checks his watch, then goes into Lana's bedroom. ]
Lex: Lana?
Lana: Lex. [ Gasps ] Please. Please.
[ Lex finds Lana lying on the ground, writhing in pain. ]
Lex: Lana. Lana. Oh, my God.
Lana: [ Gasping ] There's something wrong.
[ Lana writhes in pain on the floor, then suddenly passes out. ]
Lex: Somebody help me! Someone!
[ Lana wakes up in the Smallville Medical Center, dazed and unsure of where she is. She can see Lex outside her room in the hallway, and pulls herself out of bed to reach him. ]
Lana: Lex.
[ She knocks a tray off a table, alerting Lex that she is awake. ]
Lex: Lana.
Dr. Albright: Mrs. Luthor, you shouldn't get out of bed yet.
Lex: Lana, you just passed out. You're at Smallville Medical Center.
Lana: Where's Dr. Langston? Is the baby all right?
Lex: He didn't return my page, so I called in Dr. Albright. She's been my family doctor for years.
Dr. Albright: You're going to be fine, Mrs. Luthor. You just need to get some rest.
Lana: Is the baby all right?
Lex: Could you give us a minute?
[ The doctor leaves, and Lana maintains a look of disbelief at the news she knows is coming. ]
Lana: Lex.
Lex: Lana. There were complications. We lost the baby.
[ Lana breaks down completely, sobbing and clutching Lex's jacket. ]
Lana: No.
Lex: I'm sorry.
Lana: No.
[ Maddox leaves a side door of the Belle Reve building and walks to his car. Before he can get in, Clark is at his side. ]
Richter Maddox: Oh! [ Gasps ] You scared me. Where did you come from?
Clark: You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Richter Maddox: I've had a long day, so if you're looking to check in, the admitting desk is in the front lobby.
Clark: I'm looking for you, Mr. Maddox. I want to fight.
Richter Maddox: Oh. What did I do to you?
Clark: No. I mean I want to be in your fight club.
[ Maddox's jaw drops at the mention of his fight club, then he chuckles nervously and pulls it together. ]
Richter Maddox: Uh, you must have me confused with someone else. It happens. I have that kind of face.
Clark: I know about the fight club. I know you're not only using patients from Belle Reve. I want in.
Richter Maddox: Ow. Okay, look. The only place I can get you into is this psychiatric facility.
[ Clark slams him up against the car door. ]
Richter Maddox: Ugh! [ Breathing heavily ] You're clearly a very sick person, and you need help. If treatment's not what you're looking for ... then I suggest you back off.
[ Clark throws Maddox off of a nearby car, and when he picks himself up off the ground, he reaches for a p*stol and points it at Clark. ]
Richter Maddox: You're barking at the wrong dog, Jethro. Now put your tail between your legs and get lost.
Clark: Not until you let me in that cage.
[ Clark advances again, and this time Maddox fires the g*n. The camera swings around slowly to reveal Clark with an outstretched hand, holding the intact b*llet. He holds the b*llet out to Maddox and gives it to him. ]
Richter Maddox: [ Laughing ] Yeah. Now, you're just full of surprises, aren't you?
Clark: You haven't seen anything yet.
Richter Maddox: No, I bet not. Now, I thought with your pretty face, you've never gone a round in your life. But now I can see it in your eyes. Yeah, there it is. You got some fight in you, don't you? Welcome to the show. [ Chuckles ]
[ Maddox and Clark walk into the fight club arena together. ]
Richter Maddox: Yes! Hey, what do you think of the name "the Man of Steel"?
Clark: "Man of steel"?
Richter Maddox: Yeah, I give all the fighters their monikers. Trust me kid, it's a name that no one's ever going to forget. I got a feeling about these things. Some people say I'm psychic. Now, remember. Play it up for the cameras. People are forking over top dollar to see these fights online, all right?
Clark: Where's the crowd?
Richter Maddox: Crowd? What crowd? We don't have a crowd. Can't have a crowd if you want to keep this secret. Besides, who needs an audience when you got 50,000 watts of sound? Check that out. I just bought that.
[ Record scratching ]
Richter Maddox: [ Chuckles ] Gate! Now, here's how it works. We sell the spectacle to the "high rollers" online. And the noise pumps up the fighters for the fight.
Clark: Where's Titan?
Richter Maddox: Titan? Unh-unh. That's the main event. I want to warm you up with something easy. It won't be much of a fight, but then again, it doesn't matter because all the fans want to see is somebody die.
Clark: Then who am I fighting?
Richter Maddox: Ah. [ Whistles ]
[ On the other side of the cage, Lois is led into the arena, and turns to see Clark. ]
Lois: Get off me! I hope you like the taste of vinyl, honey, because you're about to eat a fistful of red patent leather.
Clark: Lois?
Lois: Smallville?
[ Audience chanting ]
Technician: Stand by on one. We're online ... in 3 ... 2 ... 1.
Richter Maddox: Hey, fight fans! Are you ready? Tonight's undercard is a special twin matchup introducing two new combatants. In this corner, the voluptuous ... the vicious ... Vixen! [ Cheers and applause as Lois enters the arena ] Yummy. And now ... entering our arena for the very first time ... ladies and gentlemen, please welcome ... the all-powerful, the all-american ... Man of Steel!
[ Cheers and applause ]
Richter Maddox: I can't wait. Ladies. Good luck, pretty boy.
[ Maddox clears out of the cage, and Clark and Lois begin to circle each other, trying to figure out what to do. ]
Clark: Lois, what are you doing here?
Lois: Trying to stay alive. Punch me.
Clark: What?
Lois: Look, not too hard, just enough to make it look real. All they want is a fight. So when I h*t the mat, Maddox will come back in. We make our getaway.
Clark: I'm not going to punch you, Lois.
Lois: Fine. Then you take the dive.
[ The audience murmurs as she lands a punch, but she recoils at the pain in her hand from punching Clark in the stomach. ]
Lois: That is not just a six-pack under your shirt. That's a steel kegger.
[ Audience booing ]
[ Outside the cage, Titan appears and recognizes Clark immediately. ]
Titan: Kal-El.
[ Clark uses his heat vision to take out the broadcast equipment, sending it up in flames as the technicians scramble. ]
Technician: Whoa! Wait, wait. The light feed went down. [ Alarm blaring ]
[ Titan breaks into the cage and when Maddox tries to intervene, Titan throws him across the cage where he lands heavily. A technician standing nearby looks down at Maddox - he is d*ad. ]
Technician: Show's over!
Clark: Lois ... run.
[ Athena meets up with the technician in the hallway, in the scene replayed from Act 1. ]
Athena: What the hell's going on here?
Technician: He's tearing up the place. He just k*lled Maddox!
Athena: Who?!
Technician: Titan!
[ Inside the ring, Titan has thrown Clark against the cage, and seeing this, Lois jumps onto Titan's back, only to be thrown across the cage and land unconscious. Titan advances on her, but Clark stops him. ]
Clark: Leave her alone!
Titan: The human means nothing to me. You're the fight I've been hoping for.
Clark: You don't belong here.
Titan: You're the one that doesn't belong.
[ They have a long and protracted fight, with Titan clearing getting the better of Clark. Clark is beaten from one end of the arena to the other in spectacular fashion, and his face is a bloody mess by the time Titan extends the huge blade from his arm band. ]
Titan: Time to die, Kryptonian.
[ Clark catches Titan's arm and they struggle to gain the advantage. Finally Clark breaks free and Titan is thrown to the ground so Clark can get to his feet. ]
Clark: My turn.
[ Now Clark goes on the offensive, using his superior speed and strength to his advantage to repeatedly pummel Titan. With a final, epic punch Clark sends Titan sailing into the air, landing on his own blade. Titan gets up slowly, but we can see that the blade has broken off in his chest. ]
Titan: Good fight.
[ After a moment, Titan falls to the ground a final time - he is d*ad. Clark checks on Lois, who is still unconscious on the ground. ]
Bartlett: Sorry to bother you with business, sir. I know this must be a difficult time.
Lex: Get to the point.
Bartlett: We located the fight club, as you instructed.
Lex: So you have Titan?
Bartlett: Negative. He was d*ad when the team arrived.
Lex: According to your reports, Titan decimated some of the toughest meteor freaks out there. Now, who could have taken him down?
Bartlett: We don't know, sir. We lost our internet link right before the team moved in. They did retrieve Titan's body. I think you'll find the autopsy report interesting.
[ Bartlett hands Lex a confidential file. ]
Lex: He wasn't a meteor freak.
Bartlett: No, sir. Titan wasn't human.
[ Clark is in the loft, looking over a stack of satellite images of meteor craters. ]
Martha: How's Lois?
Clark: She's pretty banged up, but the doctor says she's going to be all right. She's already started working on her article about the fight club.
[ Martha looks concerned. ]
Clark: Don't worry. She didn't see me do anything newsworthy. I won't be making any headlines.
Martha: I'm glad to know she's fine. How are you?
Clark: I thought that Titan was the last prisoner I let escape from the Phantom Zone. But looking at all these ...
Martha: If there are any more out there, I'm sure you'll find them.
Clark: And then what? I don't know how to return them to the Phantom Zone. The only way to get rid of them ... is to k*ll them like I did Titan.
Martha: Clark ... from what you told me, that was an accident.
Clark: That's what I keep telling myself.
Martha: Well, what if it wasn't? He would have k*lled you.
Clark: So I just k*lled him first? How does that make me any different than Titan?
Martha: What you're feeling right now is what makes you different ... regret, remorse for a vicious creature who would have m*rder you and Lois without a second thought? Those feelings are what make you human no matter how much you deny it.
Clark: And what about the anger? I wanted to k*ll him, mom. I wanted to k*ll him with my bare hands. I've never felt rage like that before.
Martha: You were angry before you ever heard of Titan. We both know that's not what this is about.
Clark: How could Lana do it? How could she marry Lex?
Martha: I don't know, Clark, but she made her choice.
Clark: Or someone made it for her. I have to figure out what happened. I gotta do something.
Martha: Honey ... I understand how much this hurts, but part of being human, of being in love ... is learning to let go. If you can't, I'm afraid the anger you're feeling will always be there.
[ Clark looks away, out the window across the farm. ]
[ Lex walks into the nursery where Lana is sitting alone in the dark. ]
Lex: Nell called. She wanted to know if you'd like some company tomorrow.
Lana: [ Softly, with a far-away voice. ] I don't know.
Lex: Lana, you haven't left this room since we got back from the hospital.
[ Lana speaks as if in a daze, almost in a whisper. ]
Lana: I like it here. I called Dr. Langston to tell him what happened. They told me he was k*lled in a car accident.
Lex: Oh, my God. [ He kneels at her side ] That's terrible. When?
Lana: The day of our wedding. Lex, why is all this happening?
Lex: Some things in life are just ... out of your control. Sometimes you have to let go and leave it in the hands of a greater power.
Lana: I lost our baby. I'm ... I'm so sorry.
Lex: Hey ... it wasn't your fault.
Lana: I have to know for sure. I need to get my files from Dr. Langston's office.
Lex: We will. Lana, how can I make ... how can I help make the pain go away? What can I do?
[ Lana is silent, looking off into the night outside the window as Lex holds on to her hand, looking at her uneasily. ]
[ Later, in the study, Lex is talking on the phone to Dr. Albright. ]
Lex: Are you sure these are all of her files? Thank you for your help, Dr. Albright. And forget you ever heard of Lana Luthor.
[ Lex takes the medical reports on Lana out of the file and throws them into the f*re. He takes a longer, last look at the picture of the baby from the ultrasound, then throws that into the f*re as well, as a tear falls down his cheek. ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x17 - Combat"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 19th, 2007
[ March 29, 1995 ]
[ A young Chloe Sullivan runs through the front door of her house. ]
Young Chloe: Mom! Mom! Mom, mom, I want youto be the first to read it. "Long live the Loch Ness monster." Mr. Hedgis said it was my best story yet ... even better than the one about the alien abduction.
[ She looks at her mother, who has obviously been crying and is trying to hold back more tears. ]
Young Chloe: Something tells me those aren't happy tears. What's wrong?
Moira Sullivan: I'm so proud of you ... my little cub reporter. Chloe, I'm so ... I'm so sorry.
Young Chloe: Wait. For what? You didn't do anything.
Doctor: It's time, Mrs. Sullivan.
Young Chloe: Mom, who are those people? Where are you going?
Moira Sullivan: [ Sniffles ] Mommy's just going on a little vacation.
Young Chloe: By yourself?
Moira Sullivan: Don't you worry. Your daddy's gonna take good care of you.
Young Chloe: But nobody goes on a vacation by themselves. When are you coming back?
[ They hug. ]
[ Lex is on the highway, driving at night, flipping through music stations, when his cell phone rings. ]
Lex: I hope you're calling with good news, doctor.
Doctor: The patient still denies having any powers.
Lex: Yeah, well, she wouldn't be the first freak who refused to show her true colors. Keep pressing. I want answers.
[ Up ahead, a large truck puts its lights on and heads straight for Lex's car. At the last moment, Lex turns off the road, spinning out of control into a muddy field. When he comes to a stop, the driver of the truck walks up to his door. ]
Lex: What do you want?
[ A figure appears at the window and smashes it in, showering Lex with glass, then smacks Lex in the head with the end of a flashlight, knocking him out. The figure reaches into Lex's jacket and retrieves a small device and she straightens up, we can see it is Chloe Sullivan, in the here and now. ]
Chloe: Thanks, Lex.
[ Chloe wakes up at home, in her apartment, and rolls out of bed. She sees a pair of muddy boots on the ground, but has no recollection of how they got there. After a moment, Clark walks in. ]
Clark: Chloe? Hey, we were supposed to meet for coffee this morning.
Chloe: Yeah, I'm sorry. I guess I must have slept in.
[ They both see a pair of muddy boots on the floor of the apartment. ]
Clark: After a run in the mud? What ... did you forget to wipe your feet?
Chloe: All I remember is I was doing my dishes here at the apartment and then I'm waking up in bed.
Clark: Maybe you're sleepwalking.
Chloe: Last night, possibly, but this isn't the first time this has happened. Two days ago, I was typing on my computer at the Daily Planet, and then, boom, I'm waking up at home the next morning. Clark, do you think maybe something's starting to happen to me, like in a krypto-freak kind of way?
Clark: Hey, don't reporters usually deal in facts, not jumping to conclusions?
Chloe: Yeah, I know. It's just that ever since I found out that I'm a member of the meteor-infected masses, I've been seriously and secretly freaking out.
Clark: I don't blame you. You don't have to go through this alone, all right? Come on, I'll give you a ride to work.
Chloe: Okay.
[ Clark looks at her reassuringly, but as she walks away we can see the real worry on his face. ]
[ Lex walks into the bedroom and Lana is lying in bed, awake. She sits up and sees he has a black eye. ]
Lana: Lex, what happened?
Lex: I was in a little fender bender last night.
Lana: Why didn't you wake me?
Lex: Lana, you've been dealing with so much lately. I wanted to let you sleep. It seems like you're not sleeping much anyway.
Lana: I haven't told anyone yet. Somehow, saying I lost the baby out loud makes it more real.
Lex: I know. I'm hurting as much as you are.
Lana: The last sonogram, the baby was perfectly healthy.
Lex: Lana, I promise, give it time, and we'll have a housefull of beautiful children.
Lana: What if there's something wrong with me? What if that's why I lost the baby?
Lex: You can't do that to yourself. Dr. Albright told us, 1/3 of all pregnancies miscarry with no rhyme or reason.
Lana: I want a complete checkup. I want every test possible to find out what went wrong.
Lex: Absolutely. I'll make an appointment immediately. Now, you get some rest.
Clark: Chloe, when you blacked out at the Planet, do you remember what you were working on?
Chloe: Just a story about tree planting in Circle Park. I mean, nothing controversial.
[ They drive by a field and see Lex's Mercedes out in the middle of the mud, surrounded by police. ]
Chloe: Is that Lex's car out there? Let's go see what's going on.
Clark: Chloe, no offense, but I think Lex can get his own Triple-A.
Chloe: Something doesn't seem right. Let's turn around. Come on.
[ Clark does a U-turn and pulls to a stop. ]
Clark: Looks like the police got here before Lex's cleanup crew could mop up.
Chloe: That Luthorcorp security guard just grabbed his cellphone. It's time to perk up those ears.
[ Clark listens in on the phone conversation. ]
Lex: [ On the phone ] Jackson, what have you got?
Jackson: [ On the phone ] I searched the car and surrounding areas. The flash drive is gone, Mr. Luthor. Whoever ran you off the road must have taken it.
Chloe: What is it?
Clark: Lex didn't crash by himself. He had a little help. And whoever it is stole his flash drive.
Chloe: Do we know who Racer "X" is?
Clark: No, but their vision's only 20/20. [ Clark scans the car ] What's that?
Chloe: What's what? Did you find Lex's flash drive?
[ As Chloe is speaking, Clark super-speeds to the car and back as she's in mid-word. The rustle of her hair is her only clue. ]
Chloe: Did you just ...
Clark: I found something. It's a button.
Chloe: That's my button.
Clark: Chloe, either this is some bizarre coincidence, or you ...
Chloe: I was here last night.
[ Clark drives Chloe back to the apartment. ]
Chloe: Do the math, Clark. The muddy boots, the missing button. It's me. I'm the road warrior.
Clark: Chloe, before you throw the book at yourself, there's probably another explanation.
[ Chloe searches her bag and pulls out a small flash drive from an inner pocket. ]
Chloe: Can you explain this? Let's face it. I'm guilty as charged.
Clark: Chloe, whatever you did, you clearly weren't yourself.
[ Chloe plugs in the flash drive into her computer and brings up the list of files. ]
Chloe: There's only one document on here, and it's a krypto-freak's case file.
Clark: Is there a name?
Chloe: No, it just lists an I.D. Number.
Clark: With a serious ability. They're suspected of being able to control meteor freaks.
Chloe: Look, whoever this is, I think they controlled me.
Clark: Chloe, of all the people in the world, why would they choose you to run Lex off the road? Date of birth ... September 20, 1960.
Chloe: Born in Granville, Kansas.
[ She brings up a photo of the subject. ]
Chloe: Oh, my God, Clark. That's my mom.
[ Moira Sullivan sits on a bed inside a heavily fortified facility. Lex opens a very heavy door and walks in. ]
Moira Sullivan: I want to see my daughter.
Lex: You'll get to see Chloe. We just need to take things slowly. The drug you've been given is still in its experimental stage. We wouldn't want your ability to throw you back into a catatonic state.
Moira Sullivan: Whatever ability you think I have is a figment of your imagination.
Lex: In your medical file, you claimed you committed yourself because you had the power to control your daughter. Whenever you touched one of her possessions, you could make her do whatever you wanted.
Moira Sullivan: I was sick, ment*lly ill. Whatever I said was the product of a delusional mind.
Lex: Delusions don't short-circuit your brain. You can thank your incredible power for that. And maybe ... maybe it's wishful thinking, but I'm willing to bet you can use that power to control others just like her.
Moira Sullivan: Whatever connection I have to Chloe is because I'm her mother. We have a bond.
Lex: You certainly do. You both happen to have traces of meteor rock in your bloodstream.
Moira Sullivan: I have to see Chloe.
Lex: Of course. I'm not one to stand in the way of a mother-daughter reunion. I just need you to demonstrate your powers for me.
Moira Sullivan: There's nothing to demonstrate. I've never been able to control anyone but Chloe.
Lex: Well, I suppose there's a first time for everything.
[ Clark and Chloe walk into a large mental institution. ]
Clark: Chloe, wasn't your mom catatonic the last time you saw her?
Chloe: Look, I don't often play late-night bumper cars. She was obviously controlling me. The question is why.
Clark: We don't know anything for sure yet.
Chloe: My mom can manipulate krypto-freaks, and whether we want to admit it or not, I'm part of that demographic.
[ They walk up to the front desk. ]
Chloe: Hi. Chloe Sullivan. I'm here to see my mother, Moira Sullivan.
Man at the front desk: Did you not understand us the first time? You were asked never to come back here.
Clark: I'm sorry. There must be some sort of mistake. She hasn't been here for months.
Man at the front desk: Your friend created a huge scene yesterday. We don't want a repeat performance.
Chloe: Well, there's no matinee scheduled. I just want to see my mom.
Man at the front desk: Security's on its way. I suggest you leave before they have to escort you out.
Chloe: My mother is here.
Clark: You can't prevent her from seeing her own mom.
[ Clark looks up at the security cameras pointed at them, then pulls Chloe aside. ]
Clark: Chloe, come here.
Chloe: Clark, what are you doing? I'm not gonna let them tell me ...
Clark: Just wait for me outside. Trust me.
[ Moira is marched down a hallway to a room with a young man inside, another patient. ]
Lex: Time for a little show-and-tell, Mrs. Sullivan.
Moira Sullivan: What do you want from me?
Lex: Give her all you got, Lowell.
[ Lowell displays incredible strength, ripping a desk off the wall and hurling it across the room at her as Lex looks on. Moira jumps out the way and as Lowell advances on her, she reaches down and grabs a pen that belongs to Lowell. ]
Moira Sullivan: Stop. Sit down.
[ Clark and Chloe are watching a security tape from Chloe's visit to the institution the previous day. ]
Chloe: [ On the video ] I already told him. I'm here to pick up my mother.
Doctor: [ On the video ] Apparently, per her doctor's orders, Moira Sullivan's been transferred.
Chloe: [ On the video ] Without notifying me?
Doctor: [ On the video ] You'll have to ask her psychiatrist.
Chloe: [ On the video ] Fine. Where is he?
Doctor: [ On the video ] I'm afraid he's out of town at a conference.
Chloe: [ On the video ] You're lying.
Doctor: [ On the video ] You can't go in there.
[ The doctor grabs Chloe's arm and Chloe decks the doctor, sending her to the ground. ]
Man: [ On the video ] Security!
Chloe: I can't believe I did that.
Clark: Your mom must have sent you to the sanitarium for help. She didn't know she had already been transferred.
Chloe: So, she had me steal Lex's flash drive so I could find out where she really was. Well, either way, she's sending out an S.O.S.
Clark: We got it loud and clear. Let's go talk to Lex.
Moira Sullivan: I swear to you, I never knew I could control anyone else.
Lex: Come on. You're more talented than you give yourself credit for. And now it's time to put those talents to good use. This man is a violent psychopath.
Moira Sullivan: Good for him. What does that have to do with me?
Lex: He escaped from this facility last night. I need you to send him back here.
Moira Sullivan: I am not going to be used.
Lex: Really? See, I had this notion that seeing your daughter was a high priority. But considering you were able to abandon her when she needed you the most, maybe not. I know what it's like to lose my mother, Mrs. Sullivan. You don't get over it. Bring this man back to me ... and I'll make sure you see your daughter. [ He holds out a shirt ] This belongs to him.
[ She touches the shirt and her hands glow faintly green. We see a man running down a set of train tracks who stops suddenly, and we hear Moira's voice. ]
Moira Sullivan: Find Lex Luthor. Then k*ll him.
[ The same man bursts into the mansion where Lana is sitting in the study. ]
Man: Where's Lex Luthor?
Lana: Who are you?
[ Lana runs to the fireplace and grabs a long poker. When he runs at her, she swings it at him, hitting him in he torso, then runs away. Before she can get across the room, he reaches out at her and an invisible lasso surrounds her. When he pulls back, she is thrown backwards, falling heavily to the ground, unconscious. ]
Man: Tell me where he is.
[ Clark rushes in, pinning the man against the wall, then throwing him against the opposite wall. ]
Clark: You shouldn't have done that. [ He rushes to Lana's side ]
Chloe: Clark, she needs a doctor. We got to get her to the hospital right away.
Clark: What about him?
Chloe: I can handle him. Clark, she's pregnant. Go. Now.
[ The man wakes up to see Chloe pointing a g*n at him. ]
Man: What the hell are you doing?
Chloe: Believe me,I can pull this trigger a lot faster than you can flinch.
Man: The last thing I remember, I was running on the train tracks.
Chloe: And when you woke up, your memory was gone. You know my mother. Moira Sullivan ... where is she?
Man: I don't know who you're talking about. I was kept in this facility with a bunch of other people with powers.
Chloe: Where is the facility?
[ Lana is lying in a hospital bed at Smallville Medical Center. ]
Doctor: Well, the good news is, there's no sign of a concussion. But because of your recent miscarriage, I would like to run a few tests just to be safe.
Lana: Thank you.
Doctor: Okay.
[ Clark is waiting outside the room. ]
Clark: Lana? I heard what happened. Are you okay?
Lana: I guess that depends on your definition.
Clark: Is the baby all right?
[ Lana looks at him uneasily before speaking. ]
Lana: I lost it a few days after the wedding. You're the first person I've told.
Clark: I'm so sorry.
Lana: I feel like I've lost so much ... thought having this baby would change things, but ... now that it's gone ... this isn't the life that I wanted.
Clark: Does this have anything to do with what happened the day of your wedding? You told me you weren't gonna marry Lex, and then, all of a sudden, somehow ... something changed your mind. What was it?
Lana: It was just wedding-day jitters, that's all.
Clark: Lana ... it was more than that. I can help you. You don't need to be afraid. Whatever you need ...
Lana: Clark, I need you to stop worrying about me. It's okay, really. I'm going to get through this like I always do.
Lex: When my wife ends up in the hospital, that means you've made a grave mistake.
Moira Sullivan: I didn't mean for anyone else to get hurt. I just wanted you to suffer.
Lex: Well, clearly Chloe gets her brazenness from her mother's side. But as meddlesome as she can be, I've actually come to admire her - that's what makes this so difficult.
Moira Sullivan: You stay away from my daughter.
Lex: Oh, it's too late for that.
[ Chloe walks through the front door of the Kent home. ]
Chloe: Clark? Clark? Clark? [ Clark rushes in behind her ] Hey. How's Lana?
Clark: She's okay. What'd you find out?
Chloe: My mom was playing Simon Says with that guy at the mansion, which means she's desperate. He told me where I could find her.
Clark: Can we trust him?
Chloe: Well, there is an old, abandoned hospital on Paper Mill Road, just like he said, and it's owned by ...
Clark: Luthorcorp. It's probably another 33.1 franchise.
Chloe: I was gonna go check it out, but I thought it would be more wise for me to come get my army of one.
[ Chloe hears her mother's voice. ]
Moira Sullivan: Chloe, get out of Smallville, sweetheart, as fast as you can.
[ Chloe's demeanor immediately changes and she turns to leave. ]
Clark: Where you going?
Chloe: I have to leave.
Clark: Chloe ...
Chloe: Let me go, Clark. I have to leave town.
Clark: I'm not letting you go anywhere.
Chloe: What's going on?
Clark: It's your mom trying to control you again.
Chloe: Oh, my God.
[ Chloe starts to swoon. ]
Clark: Are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah, I'm just dizzy. Can you get me a glass of water?
Clark: Yeah.
[ Chloe opens a closet door and pulls out a lead-box with a chunk of Kryptonite in it, and takes it out, putting it in Clark's pocket. ]
Chloe: Sorry, Clark, but I have no choice.
Clark: [ Grunting ] Please ... don't do this.
Chloe: It's the only way I'll be able to get out of Smallville.
[ Chloe is driving out of town when she is stopped by a road block. She gets out of the car to talk to two men in road construction uniforms. ]
Chloe: I need to get through.
Man: Sorry, Miss. No.
Chloe: You don't understand. I need to leave town right now.
Man: I'm afraid we're gonna have to reroute you.
Chloe: What are you ...
[ The second man comes up behind her, f*ring a tranquilizer syringe into her neck. ]
[ Chloe wakes up next to her mother. ]
Chloe: Mom? Mom!
Moira Sullivan: Chloe. You're even more beautiful than I remember.
Chloe: I can't believe you're awake and you're talking. I thought I'd never get to speak to you again.
Moira Sullivan: Honey, you shouldn't be here. This is all my fault.
Chloe: No, it's not. You needed my help.
Moira Sullivan: You're suffering because of what I made you do, just like when you were little.
Chloe: What?
Moira Sullivan: Remember when you were 8 and you hurt your hands?
Chloe: Yeah, how could I forget? I had to wear those bandages for weeks. You know, I've never played kickball since then.
Moira Sullivan: You didn't hurt your hand playing kickball. You came home from school, and your hands were all covered in ink. So, I told you to go wash your hands, and instead, you ... you went to play with your computer. I was so frustrated. I sent you to go wash your hands and scrub them till all the ink was gone.
Chloe: Mom, what are you saying?
Moira Sullivan: I found you in the bathroom. There was blood everywhere. You had scrubbed your hands raw. That's why I left ... to protect you from me. And now I have to protect you from Lex Luthor. This man that brought you here ... he knows you're infected. You have to get out of here.
Chloe: No. We have to get out of here. Mom, you can control people with powers. Is there anyone in here whose ability could free us?
[ Martha walks in the front door, talking on the phone. ]
Martha: I'd love to. Yes, lunch before the meeting is perfect. Okay. Bye-bye.
[ When she hangs up the phone, she sees Clark lying on the floor, unconscious. She pulls the Kryptonite out of his jacket and puts it back in the lead box. ]
Martha: Clark! Sweetie, wake up! Clark!
Clark: Mom?
Martha: Oh, baby.
[ Two guards are walking by with Lowell, the patient with incredible strength. ]
Lowell: No more experiments.
Guard: Keep walking.
[ Chloe starts calling to one of the guards. ]
Chloe: Help! I need help in here, please! Help! My mom ... she's sick. She needs a doctor.
Guard: What's wrong?
Chloe: I don't know, but you have to help her.
[ One of the guards rushes into the room as Chloe runs out. ]
Guard: Hey! Hey! What the hell?
Chloe: Mom! Mom!
[ Chloe grabs ... . off of Lowell and throws it to her mom, who catches it and starts to control Lowell. ]
Moira Sullivan: Protect me and my daughter. Set us free.
[ Lowell grabs the two guards, throwing them down the hall. Two more guards round a corner and one fires a tranquilizer dart into Lowell, dropping him. ]
Man: Stop! Hold it right there.
[ Chloe and her mom run away but one of the guards grabs Moira. ]
Moira Sullivan: Chloe!
Chloe: Mom!
Moira Sullivan: Go! Get out of here!
Guard: Take her back to the cell.
[ Moira controls Chloe again. ]
Moira Sullivan: Chloe, whatever you have to do, get out now.
[ Chloe hears her mother's voice and immediately becomes more aggressive, taking out the guard and stealing his tear-gas r*fle. She runs toward the exit, only to run into Lex. ]
Chloe: Lex, get out of my way.
Lex: I'm sorry. I can't do that. Don't let your mother make you do something you'll later regret ...
[ Chloe fires the tear-gas canister at Lex just as Clark arrives outside the door. He rushes in as the canister flies towards Lex and pauses for just a split second, looking from Lex to the canister and back, before pushing Lex out of the way before the canister can strike him. Clark grabs Chloe and rushes out before Lex realizes what's happened. ]
[ Chloe arrives back at Oliver Queen's apartment. ]
Chloe: Hey! I brought sandwiches. And I realized I don't know which ones you like, mom, so I just bought one of each.
Clark: Chloe, I don't think your mom's hungry.
Chloe: Hey Clark, have you talked to Oliver? He said that he would set up a safe place for her to stay in Star City.
Clark: Chloe, we have a problem.
[ Chloe looks over at her mother, then slowly walks over to her. Moira is sitting very quietly, staring out the window. ]
Chloe: Mom? Mom?
Moira Sullivan: I-I wanted to see a blue sky ... one last time.
Chloe: Well, there will be plenty of blue skies where you're going, mom. You're not gonna be locked inside anymore.
Moira Sullivan: Sweetheart ... I'm slipping back.
Clark: The drug that Lex used on your mom ... it only lasts 24 hours, or else she won't stay lucid. Chloe, she doesn't have much time left.
Chloe: Well, I'll go talk to Lex. I'll make a deal with him.
Moira Sullivan: No. No deals with that man. I can't allow it.
Chloe: Mom, I already lost you once. I'm not gonna do it again. If this drug is out there, I can get it, trust me. I have some pretty amazing resources at my disposal.
Moira Sullivan: Being with you again ... [ Chuckles ] It's the greatest gift I could have ever been given. But I'm dangerous, Chloe.
Chloe: No, mom. That's not true.
Moira Sullivan: My ability to control people with powers, it's like I'm a human w*apon. And I-I can't ... I can't allow it.
Chloe: But, mom, it doesn't have to be like this.
Moira Sullivan: My little cub reporter. This ... this belongs ... to you.
Chloe: No, mom. Please. Please don't go, mom ... not yet, not again.
Moira Sullivan: I ... love you ... Chlo ... Chloe.
Chloe: [ Whimpering ]I love you, too, mom.
[ Chloe is typing at her desk when Lex walks in behind her. ]
Lex: "Luthorcorp Crimes Against Humanity." That's catchy. Too bad it'll never make it to print.
Chloe: Lex, I'm tired of playing hardball or softball or any ball, for that matter. Game's over.
Lex: [ Sighs ] I'll tell you, your audacity's impressive, Chloe, especially given your recent late-night activities.
[ Chloe looks at him uneasily. ]
Lex: What? You don't remember? You ran my car off the road a few nights ago. Investigators have boot prints, hair fibers, samples of the mud found in your apartment.
Chloe: You were in my apartment?
Lex: Tell me, how many years do you get for aggravated as*ault ... 10, 20?
Chloe: For what you've done, they're gonna throw away the key.
Lex: What I've done? You don't have a shred of proof about any of this, and you never will. But rest assured, the evidence I have against you is locked away safe and secure. Make that article disappear, and you'll remain a free woman. Deal?
Chloe: My mother sacrificed everything to protect the world from scum like you. And if taking you down means spending some quality time behind bars, sign me up.
Lex: You know, I thought you might say that. That's why there's a Plan "B" firmly in place ... a plan that makes prison look like a picnic.
Doctor: Well, now, Mrs. Luthor. I did an extensive battery of tests, and actually, I found something quite troubling.
Lana: What is it? What's wrong?
Doctor: Did you give yourself injections, or did you take pills?
Lana: I took prenatal vitamins. That's it.
Doctor: Vitamins don't cause fatigue, nausea, and the suspension of your menstrual cycle. Synthetic hormones do.
Lana: Synthetic hormones? What do you mean?
Doctor: That's what we found in your bloodstream. That's what you took to fake a pregnancy and to force a marriage to a billionaire. When you stopped taking them, it appeared as if you'd simply miscarried, didn't it?
Lana: I don't understand. I saw the sonograms. I saw my baby.
Doctor: I don't know whose baby you saw, but I can assure you, it wasn't yours.
Lana: I was never pregnant.
[ Chloe walks in the front door of the Kent home. ]
Chloe: Hey.
Clark: Hey. You okay? How you doing?
Chloe: Um ... it's just so unfair. I mean, she's never gonna be able to read any of the articles I've written, you know, or meet Jimmy. She's never gonna get to know the person that I've become.
Clark: It's a good thing I told her.
Chloe: You did?
Clark: After I brought your mom to Oliver's apartment, I gave her the complete Chloe Sullivan bio. She was so proud. That's something no one can ever take away.
Chloe: Lex came to talk to me, Clark. Basically, he said it's either k*ll or be k*lled. The story or me.
Clark: He thr*at you?
Chloe: I'm in his cross hairs.
Clark: Yeah, well, now he's in mine.
Chloe: Think about Lana. We can't do anything to him until we know she's safe.
Clark: You're right. He'd feed her to the lions just to spite me. But it's inevitable. The w*r's about to begin. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x18 - Progeny"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 26th, 2007
[ Lex is walking through a series of underground tunnels. After rounding a corner, he is surprised to find Lionel there, waiting for him. Lex continues walking as they speak. ]
Lionel: Don't tell me I missed the special 4:00 A.M. pre-dawn tour. You know, your current machinations have forced you to conduct business outside regular business hours.
Lex: I suppose I should find it comforting that you're still checking up on every move I make.
Lionel: What is it you find so compelling about these tunnels, abandoned for decades?
Lex: I'm spearheading a water-purification program. A little research would have assured you it's public knowledge.
Lionel: Please, spare me. How long have you been scouting the tunnels, huh? Months? There's something down here important to you, more important than the approval from a few eco-enthusiasts.
Lex: Don't worry, Dad. I still have plenty of land to conquer above sea level before I take on the underworld.
Lionel: And what unknown world will be host to project Ares?
[ Lex pulls up short at hearing the name of his most secret project. He looks in shock at his father, but then they both hear a noise and see the sparks from a welding torch from around the next corner. Lex walks up to the person doing the welding. ]
Lex: Hey! This is a restricted area.
[ A woman removes her welding hood, completely unsurprised to see Lex there. ]
Jodi Keenan: Mr. Luthor, you're right on time.
Lex: You mind telling me what the hell you're doing here?
Jodi Keenan: Love to. In fact, I've already arranged someplace a little more private.
Lex: You need to pack your things and leave immediately. I'm calling security.
Jodi Keenan: Invitation only.
[ She pulls out a remote detonator just as Lionel notices some C-4 attached to the wall, and calls out the Lex - but too late. She presses the button and the tunnel behind them collapses all around Lionel. ]
Lionel: Lex!
Lex: Dad!
[ Lex turns back around to face her and she swings her welding hood at him, hitting him in the head and knocking him out. She drags Lex down the tunnel and around the corner. ]
[ Clark meets Martha at the hospital entrance as Lionel is being taken out of the ambulance. ]
Clark: Mom, what happened?
Martha: They just called and said there was some kind of expl*si*n. Lionel, it's Martha and Clark. We're here.
Lionel: Lex.
Martha: I left Lex a message and said it was an emergency.
[ Lionel struggles to speak. ]
Lionel: He's still down there.
EMT: Folks, he has to get into the E.R.
[ Lionel continues to try and get Clark's attention. ]
Lionel: Clark. Clark. You have to help him. Lex is being held hostage.
Clark: Do the police know what happened to him?
Lionel: Yes, but there's no time. We need to move.
Clark: One second. Where is Lex?
Lionel: They'll never find him, even if they get through the debris. It's a maze of tunnels. You've got to find him, Clark. He's put something terrible into motion down there. Lex is the only one who can stop it.
EMT: Let's go. Let's go.
[ Lex wakes up to find himself flexi-cuffed to a pole, still in the underground tunnel system. ]
Jodi Keenan: Well, welcome back to sub-civilization.
Lex: [ Lex struggles to stand up, still handcuffed to the pole ] What happened to my father?
Jodi Keenan: Not my problem. He was never part of the plan.
Lex: What do you want?
Jodi Keenan: My husband ... U.S. Special forces w*apon sergeant Wes Keenan, the soldier you plucked from the b*ttlefield.
Lex: Luthorcorp has many subsidiaries, Ms. Keenan, but I'm fairly certain human tr*ffick isn't one of them.
Jodi Keenan: I got notice four months ago that Wes died when his chopper was sh*t down in Afghanistan. I knew in my heart it wasn't true.
Lex: It's hard to accept, but the heart sometimes lies.
Jodi Keenan: When you love somebody, really love them, you know when you've lost them.
Lex: I don't doubt your love for your husband, Ms. Keenan.
Jodi Keenan: There was no chopper crash that day. In fact, there were no chopper crashes reported that entire month. And then the military failed to produce his body.
Lex: Uncuff me. Look, I've got some influential friends at the Pentagon. I could help you find him.
Jodi Keenan: Yeah, nice try. You don't leave the service without learning a thing or two about reconnaissance. I used every source I had until they came up with this. Tell me, Mr. Luthor, what does a Fortune 500 company want with a Green Beret?
[ She shows him a document with her husband's picture and information, with a large Luthorcorp insignia on it. ]
Jodi Keenan: Tell me!
Lex: It's only a matter of time before my security gets through. You should know their policy tends to err on the side of "sh**t now, ask later."
Jodi Keenan: Except schematics for these tunnels don't exist in any city blueprints. And I've rigged all 5 miles with C-4. You see ... I learned how to be all I could be in expl*sives ordnance control ... discharged for having a short fuse.
Lex: If you think I'm lying, why don't you just k*ll me?
Jodi Keenan: Then I'd be back to square one. Besides, I'm willing to bet this little project you're doing down here, whatever you're doing with Wes, is worth more to you than your life. You decide. If I don't speak to Wes in 20 minutes, it'll all be gone.
[ She pushes a button to arm the expl*sives and a small clock on each expl*sive device starts counting down. ]
Jodi Keenan: What's wrong, Mr. Luthor? Haven't you ever done anything crazy for love?
[ Chloe and Clark are walking inside the police perimeter, near the b*mb Squad command center. ]
Clark: Chloe, any news on Lex?
Chloe: No, and the police captain just nixed the rescue efforts until they can b*mb the area.
Clark: That could take forever. Lionel said these tunnels are endless.
Chloe: Which means Lex and our G.I. Jane will be long gone before they get through all that debris.
Clark: So Lionel was right. Lex could die if I don't go down there.
Chloe: Well, don't look to me for encouragement. After what he did to my mom, I don't mind the idea of him cohabitating with the rats for all of eternity.
Clark: Trust me, Chloe. Lately I've had moments where I thought the world would be a better place without him, but ...
Chloe: You don't get to choose who you're gonna save. Not if you're Clark Kent.
Clark: Besides, whatever's in those tunnels may be the first step in taking Lex down.
Chloe: Then I suggest you b*at the b*mb squad to the entrance and human-wrecking-ball your way in before anyone can see you.
[ Lex manages to free himself from the flexi-cuffs that were holding him, just in time for his captor to return with a g*n pointed at him. ]
Jodi Keenan: Perfect timing, Macgyver. You're gonna need those paws to call Wes.
Lex: The phones won't work this deep in the tunnel system.
Jodi Keenan: Mine will. Take it. Take it! Without Wes, my life is over. When you meet someone that can pull you out of the trenches, you don't just give up on them.
Lex: It's not that easy.
Jodi Keenan: Put him on the phone. Please, let me hear his voice.
Lex: I can't call your husband.
Jodi Keenan: Do you want to die down here? We're running out of time. Dial the damn phone.
Lex: He's d*ad! Wes didn't die in a crash. He was sh*t at close range by an M60 firearm. The b*ll*ts pierced his lungs, his liver, and his heart. Luthercorp tried to save him with an experimental procedure, but it was too late. Look, your husband endured a prolonged and unsettling death. I'm sorry, but the lie was easier than the truth.
Jodi Keenan: No. No.
[ She looks shocked at this news and loses her focus on Lex for just a moment, long enough for Lex to lunge at her. There is a g*n and she slumps slowly to the floor, a g*n to the abdomen. Lex turns the g*n on her. ]
Lex: Deactivate the expl*sives. Let's both get out of here alive.
Jodi Keenan: It's pre-programmed. I won't stop them, just like you can't stop this.
[ She presses the button on another detonator as Lex turns to run. The expl*si*n this time is much more severe, bringing down much of the tunnels around them. Outside the chamber, Clark rushes in just as the expl*si*n goes off, and ends up under a pile of Kryptonite. ]
[ Lana arrives at Lionel's hospital room to find Martha waiting out in the hallway. ]
Martha: I'm glad you came, Lana. Any word on Lex?
Lana: Not yet.
Martha: I can't imagine what's going through your mind, but I know it will mean a lot to Lionel that you're here.
Lana: Maybe some tea will help with the nerves.
Martha: Let me go. I could use some air.
[ Lana looks in at Lionel, then over to Lionel's doctor who is having a conversation in the hallway. She walks up to the doctor. ]
Lana: I want to see him.
Doctor: I'm sorry, Mrs. Luthor, but the patient's being prepped for surgery.
Lana: You don't understand. My husband is missing, and Lionel is the last person who saw him alive.
Doctor: I realize this is an incredibly difficult time for you.
Lana: Doctor, if my husband doesn't survive ... the man lying in that room is the only family I have left. Please, just one minute.
Doctor: One minute.
[ She walks into the room where Lionel is resting. She places her hand gently on his hand and he opens his eyes. ]
Lana: I understand you're in a lot of pain.
Lionel: Lana.
Lana: Good.
Lionel: Ugh.
Lana: You knew what Lex was doing to me ... orchestrating a fake pregnancy and making me believe that I lost a baby. And you still trapped me into marriage with him.
Lionel: I didn't know then what Lex ...
Lana: Shh. Save your oxygen. I wouldn't want to jeopardize your surgery. With Lex missing, it turns out that I'm in charge of your medical decisions today. Looks like I'm not the only one who's trapped. Why did you thr*at to use Clark's weakness against him if I didn't marry Lex? Tell me.
[ Lana looks over at the doctor out in the hall, then grabs Lionel's IV line and crimps in closed. ]
Lana: If I k*lled you right now, I'd be free. Give me one reason why I shouldn't.
Lionel: I'm protecting Clark.
[ Lana looks shocked and confused at this, and at this moment the doctor comes in. ]
Doctor: Mrs. Luthor, we need to take him to surgery now.
[ Out in the hallway again, Lana sees two police officers talking, holding a briefcase that belongs to Lex. ]
Officer: Captain, Lex Luthor's Porsche was parked at the tunnel entrance. We searched the vehicle and found this in the trunk. It might hold some answers.
[ Lana strides over and grabs the case from the officer. ]
Lana: Thank you, officer.
Officer: Ma'am, that's part of a crime scene.
Captain: We need to take that case as evidence.
[ Lana speaks confidently, then walks away before they can speak again. ]
Lana: Of course, as soon as I see your warrant to search my husband's vehicle. Please call me as soon as you have any news.
[ Clark stands up from under a large pile of boulders and looks around, weakly. He walks towards the expl*si*n looking for Lex. ]
Clark: [ Panting ] Lex. Lex! [ Coughs ]
[ Lex is buried under some debris, but is unhurt. ]
Lex: Ugh. Clark ... What are you doing here?
Clark: Your dad sent me.
Lex: He's alive? And you got through when nobody else could.
Clark: No one else is trying, Lex. Police called off the rescue team when they found this place was rigged with expl*sives.
Lex: The entire tunnel system's scheduled to detonate in 14 minutes.
Clark: Is there a way to deactivate it?
Lex: If you're trained in plastic expl*sives, be my guest. Come on.
[ Lex looks at Clark's hand and Clark notices that he's got a huge chunk of shrapnel from the expl*si*n sticking out of his left shoulder, with blood from the wound streaming down his arm. ]
Lex: Clark.
Unidentified woman: [ On the video, speaking to the man behind the camera ] Can you see me? Be sure I'm in the frame. You got the background, too? Great. Greetings from Patagonia, the most beautiful place on Earth.
[ There is a growling sound on the video and the camera swings around to show a familiar sh*t of a huge waterfall. ]
Unidentified woman: What is that?
[ Suddenly, we can see the Phantom from Fallout, flying towards the camera. The phantom att*cks both the woman and the man holding the camera and the camera falls to the ground, a thin film of blood covering the lens. ]
Lex: You're the last person I ever expected to be pulling shrapnel out of.
[ Lex pulls the piece out of Clark's shoulder. ]
Clark: Ugh!
Lex: I saw what happened when I s*ab you with that chisel, Clark. That thing accordioned like it h*t solid rock. I don't know why I needed so badly to believe that you're more than human.
Clark: 'Cause nothing's ever good enough for you, Lex.
Lex: The truth would have been. You may be flesh and blood, but you've been hiding secrets from me since we met. You never trusted me.
[ Lex ties a bandage around Clark's arm. ]
Clark: Ugh! Would it have mattered? What are you really doing down here, anyway, Lex? Trying to find new ways to exploit the people that have different abilities than you?
Lex: There's no gray area with you, is there? It's either all good or all evil. Did you even try to see my humanity before you decided I had none?
Clark: I did, Lex. And look where we are.
Lex: Clark, come on. Clark! Come on. What are you waiting for? Let's go. Clark! Come on. Come on. Get up!
[ Clark is severly weakened from the huge amount of Kryptonite lining the walls of the tunnels which has been exposed by the blast. ]
[ Chloe is still at the above-ground command center, calling Clark on her cell phone. ]
Chloe: Hey, Clark, it's me again. Where are you? I feel like your stalker ex-girlfriend, even though I was never your girlfriend. It was just an analogy ... a bad one. I'm sorry. This is awkward. Okay, call me. Bye.
[ She sees the b*mb Squad leader talking and walks over to get in earshot. ]
b*mb Squad Leader: Hold up. That second blast dropped another 10 feet of rubble.
Chloe: Does that mean you haven't found Lex Luthor? Have you found anyone yet?
b*mb Squad Leader: The inner tunnels caved. After those expl*si*n, the whole area's completely unstable. There's no way anyone's getting in there by hand.
Chloe: What's on your vest?
b*mb Squad Leader: Dust from meteor rocks. It's all over the place down there.
[ Chloe looks very disturbed by this, realizing that is why Clark has not returned her repeated phone calls. ]
Clark: It's another d*ad end. We have to try another tunnel.
[ Clark sits down heavily against the wall of the tunnel. ]
Clark: [ Grunts ] Lex, these ceilings aren't gonna hold out much longer. We have to go back. You know we don't have time for that.
Clark: Something tells me no one else knows about these tunnels.
Lex: By no one, you mean Lana. I'm sorry, but I don't bore her with the daily minutiae of my work.
Clark: You mean you don't trust her?
Lex: I know that's what you've always wanted to believe. But Lana's the first person in my life I actually do trust.
Clark: Then why'd you do it, Lex?
Lex: Do what?
Clark: Why did you force her to marry you? I saw Lana the day of the wedding. And she was gonna leave you. What did you do to her?
Lex: I don't know. The answer must have gotten lost in that dark abyss we call my soul. And what would I know about holding my breath before a congregation, praying the love of my life wouldn't leave me at the altar? Not being sure on that day was the hardest thing I've ever had to endure. You can believe that or not. I stopped expecting you to act like a friend a long time ago.
Clark: Were we ever really friends, Lex?
Lex: I don't know. I have nothing to compare it to. You're the only real friend I've ever had, Clark. And somewhere along the way, you saw me as your nemesis, turned your back on me.
[ At this, ceiling of the tunnel collapses, sending a huge pile of debris raining down on Clark and sending Lex scrambling. When the dust settles, Lex can see that Clark has not been hurt by what should have k*lled any normal person, and is still trying to dig himself out. A huge metal beam has fallen on him, though, and Clark is now stuck. ]
Clark: Lex, get this off of me. Ugh! Don't leave me.
[ Lex looks at the beam and the pile of debris and considers the time they have left, then turns and runs down the tunnel and around a corner. ]
Clark: Lex! Lex! Lex!
[ Chloe walks into the study where Lana is still looking through the files on the laptop. ]
Chloe: Hey. I've been calling you all morning. I thought you'd be with search and rescue.
[ Lana seems unconcerned about the crisis. ]
Lana: I thought I'd be more useful here. Any news?
Chloe: No, that's the problem. Because I'm not a Luthor, no one will talk to me. What have they told you?
Lana: [ Unconcerned ] That they'll tell me when they know something.
Chloe: Damn it. Lana, Clark went into those tunnels a little while ago, and I haven't heard from him since.
Lana: Clark's down there?
[ Now Lana's interest is piqued, and she rises from the chair and rounds the desk to stand next to Chloe. ]
Chloe: He went down to help, and now even the b*mb squad can't find a way in.
Lana: But he'll be okay, right?
Chloe: I don't know.
Lana: But he's ... I mean, he's Clark.
[ Lana is clearly leading Chloe, expecting Chloe to reassure her, but Chloe's concern is genuine. ]
Chloe: Lana, whatever it is that you know or think you know about Clark, he's not invincible. He has a ...
Lana: Weakness.
Chloe: Look, Lana, he will die if we don't find a way in there soon.
[ Lana considers this, and the look on her face shifts. ]
Lana: I think I know another way in.
[ Lana quickly logs back in to the laptop, typing in Lex's password at the prompt. ]
Chloe: Exactly when did you learn how to pole-vault over Lex's firewall?
Lana: I figured that if Lex was gonna look over my shoulder, it was time for me to start looking over his.
[ Lana brings up some of the files she has been looking over, showing a schematic. ]
Chloe: Are those the blueprints for the tunnels? You were sitting on the holy grail all morning, and you didn't tell anyone?
Lana: I thought you said there wasn't much time.
[ Lana says this dismissively, a deliberately obtuse dodge of the question. ]
[ Clark is struggling to free himself without much luck. He pushes against the metal beam and all of a sudden it lifts free of him, and we can see that Lex has returned with a huge metal bar to use as a lever. He leans over and helps Clark to get free of the rubble. ]
Lex: Did you really think I was gonna let you die alone down here, Clark? Guess you never knew me at all. The last cave-in exposed a hatch.
[ They run towards the opening, Lex supporting Clark. ]
Lex: Go!
[ We can see that their time is getting short now, and they both struggle into a small chamber with a long ladder leading up to the surface where the sun is shining through a metal grate. They both start up the ladder, moving as quickly as possible. About half way up, Lex slips off of the ladder and Clark catches him, using all of his remaining strength to hold Lex's arm until he can find his footing again, and the continue up to the top. With only seconds remaining, they both try to lift the grate and neither can do it by themselves. After a moment they look at each other and both shove up on the grate together, freeing it and allowing them to climb outside just as the entire tunnel system erupts in a massive expl*si*n, sending a huge fireball up the shaft they just climbed, and spilling out into the air as they both dive to safety. Clark rolls over onto his back, staring up into the sunshine and feels his strength returning under the healing rays of the sun. ]
[ Lana arrives back at Lionel's hospital bed to find him sitting up in bed, reading a book. ]
Lana: Good book?
Lionel: I prefer nonfiction ... much more exciting. Oh. I hear Lex made it out unscathed. You must be thrilled ... both the Luthors alive and well.
[ She shuts the door behind her. ]
Lana: I'm not here to talk about Lex. What I want right now are answers. First you tell me that you're gonna k*ll Clark if I don't marry Lex. And now you're telling me that you're protecting him? What the hell's going on?
Lionel: You know, Clark is a very lucky young man to have someone that loves him the way you do. Your love was the only thing that I could use to keep Clark out of harm's way and you close to Lex.
Lana: I don't understand. What harm? What's Lex doing, and why am I a part of it?
Lionel: You must trust me, Lana, because Clark's life depends on it.
[ Lana is tired of trusting either of the Luthors and decides to go on offense instead. ]
Lana: I wonder how Martha Kent would handle hearing that you used her son as a bargaining chip. Tell me what you know.
Lionel: Wow. Well, I see you've embraced wholeheartedly what it means to be a Luthor.
[ Clark and Chloe are wandering around the scene near the entrance to the hatch leading to the tunnels. ]
Clark: Chloe, I've x-rayed these tunnels over a dozen times. They all just seem to lead to Reeves Dam.
Chloe: Maybe so, but if Lex was willing to go up against Tomb Raider for them, I can't retire my reporter's notebook just yet.
Clark: I still don't understand how you thought to come out here. Lex said no one knew about those tunnels, not even ...
Chloe: Lana?
Clark: She led search and rescue out here? [ Chloe is silent ] I guess I had it all wrong. This whole time, I thought that Lex had forced her into that marriage, but ... now I don't think he did.
Chloe: Don't give up on your hunch just yet, Clark. Lana knew about the other entrance to those tunnels the whole time, and it wasn't until she heard you were down there that she magically produced them.
Clark: Lana was gonna let Lex die down there?
Chloe: I think the Luthor mansion has a lot more secrets than we realize.
[ Lex is sitting quietly in the study when Lana walks in and hands him the briefcase. ]
Lana: The police found this. I guess they really wanted to get into it. I took it away from them as fast as I could.
Lex: Thank you.
[ Lana seems far more cheery than she has been before. ]
Lana: Well, I'm gonna cuddle up with a movie. Any genre preference?
Lex: I think I'll pass.
Lana: Okay. Well, good night.
[ Lana walks away but before she leaves the room, Lex calls out to her. ]
Lex: Did you see Clark on our wedding day and tell him you didn't want to marry me? [ More strongly ] Did you?
Lana: Yes. [ She considers for a moment before continuing ] But only because I needed someone to talk to. I knew there was something wrong with the baby. I could feel it. I thought you wouldn't love me. And I didn't want to lie. [ Lex turns away from her, towards the f*re ] I wanted to say something. I did. But you loved our baby so much. Just one look at her nursery, and I knew that you had an entire life planned ... school ... play dates. [ Lex turns back to face her, his face ashen ] We were gonna be the best parents in the world. But how could I stand at that altar in front of all of those people and say that everything was going to be okay when I knew something was seriously wrong? What kind of a person would lie like that?
[ As she speaks, Lex's face is a mask of emotion, on the one hand taking in her meaning very well but outwardly fighting to show any sign of this understanding on the other hand. Finally, he regains his voice. ]
Lex: Nothing could have stopped me from loving you ... nothing.
Lana: That's why I married you. I wish I was that strong. If someone lied to me like that, they would lose my love forever. I don't know what I did to deserve you.
[ They embrace and Lex is clearly stricken by what she has said. ]
[ Martha brings some dinner on a plate out to the loft where Clark is looking over a table of papers, charts and graphs. ]
Martha: You didn't come in for dinner. Thought you might be hungry.
Clark: Thanks. I didn't realize how late it was.
Martha: Any idea what Lex and Lionel were doing in those tunnels?
Clark: It just doesn't add up. I mean, we have budgets, funding, plans, construction. It's almost as if Lex was ...
Martha: Building a water-purification system.
Clark: Maybe this is the one time Lex was actually telling the truth.
Martha: Clark ... what really happened down there?
Clark: When Lex pulled me out of that rubble, I saw a glimpse of something I hadn't seen in years. My friend.
[ Clark looks stricken at this revelation, and genuinely torn by its implication. ]
Martha: I know you two went through a lot. But so much has happened. Sometimes, as hard as it is, you have to let go.
Clark: But you didn't. After everything that Lionel's done, you stood by him today.
Martha: That doesn't mean I trust him. I wish I could. And even though I honestly believe he's made an effort, no one can completely change who they are.
Clark: At least you gave him that chance. Mom, what if part of who Lex is ... is because of me? What if I gave up on him too soon?
Martha: You'll never give up on anyone, Clark, because your greatest strength might also be your greatest weakness ... your hope.
[ Lex strides through the underground tunnel system again, followed in-step by a member of the Project Ares team. ]
Project Ares Leader: You'll be pleased to hear the prototype is just days from reaching its fullest functioning capacities.
[ Lex stops in front of a large windowed chamber where Wes Keenan is lying unconscious. ]
Lex: Thanks to your wife, I almost died for you. Let's hope there's nothing you can't do for me. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x19 - Nemesis"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 3, 2007
Jimmy and Chloe are at the Daily Planet and Jimmy has his hands over Chloe's eyes, guiding her into a secluded room in the basement.
Chloe: I don't think this whole blindfold thing's gonna work, Jimmy. I know these halls better than anyone.
Jimmy: Hey, it's not my surprise you're spoiling.
Chloe: All right. But I can't get too far away, all right? I need to hear the phone.
Jimmy: All right.
He sits her down and she opens her eyes to see a huge bowl of popcorn and a movie projector - their date for the night.
Jimmy: I transferred your line in here. It's not your fault you got stuck on duty during Senator Burke's visit. But unless he makes a pit stop to the pole-dancing parlor... then we can still make it a date.
Chloe: Jimmy. Have I mentioned that you are the best boyfriend a girl could have?
Jimmy: [ Imitating Humphrey Bogart ] Right back at you, sweetheart.
She kisses him.
Jimmy: I figured you could use an escape from your real-life soap opera.
Chloe: What do you mean?
Jimmy: Well, you live it every day, but from the outside. Your life's got Cagney and Stanwyck written all over it. You've got your billionaire mogul. You got the confused damsel who chose money over love, and a mysterious best friend who shows up everywhere because he can't seem to get a real job. Not to mention the steadfast dame they all depend on.
Chloe: Wow. A real glimpse into the mind of Jimmy Olsen.
Jimmy turns on the projector and The Big Sleep, with Humphry Bogart, begins to play. As it plays, Chloe looks over at Jimmy and he is saying all of the lines along with the movie.
Vivian: [ On the film ] Not bad.
Chloe: FYI ... "dame"? Not so flattering.
Vivian: [ On the film ] What's your name?
Riley: [ On the film ] Riley. Doghouse riley.
Vivian: [ On the film ] That's a funny kind of name.
Riley: [ On the film ] Think so?
Vivian: [ On the film ] Uh-huh. What are you? Prizefighter?
Riley: [ On the film ] No, I'm a shamus.
Vivian: [ On the film ] What's a shamus?
Riley: [ On the film ] It's a private detective.
Vivian: [ On the film ] You're making fun of me.
Jimmy: They don't make them like they used to.
Chloe: Movies or people?
Vivian: [ On the film ] You're cute.
Riley: [ On the film ] Thank you.
They kiss again, and suddenly there is a g*n and they look at each other for a moment.
Jimmy: That wasn'from ...
Chloe: the movie.
They both run in the direction of the g*n and find the elevator partly open. A man is running away and Jimmy takes his picture with his cell phone camera. Chloe finds Lana lying in the elevator, with a g*n to her upper chest, unconscious.
Chloe: Jimmy!
Cut to
EMT: No. Tell them we're on our way up. Female, early 20s, g*n wound to the chest.
Clark runs down the staircase into the basement to find Chloe.
Clark: Is she gonna be all right?
Chloe: She's hurt pretty badly. Come on, Clark.
Jimmy has grabbed his camera and is snapping sh*ts of the scene as it unfolds. He notices Lionel leaning over Lana, speaking quietly and takes some photos.
Lionel: I'm sorry, Lana. I'm sorry I got you caught up in all this. I'll find whoever did this. I'll find them.
Lionel notices he is being photographed and leaves, staring at Jimmy as he walks past.
Lex arrives, coming quickly down the stairs and finds his father.
Lex: Where is she?
Lionel: She is being medevacked to her specialist in Smallville.
Lex: She was with you at the opera.
Lionel: Yeah. And you didn't show up. So I dropped your wife at her car. This was about an hour ago.
Lex: You better hope she's all right.
Lois is on the scene, wearing a press badge from the Inquisitor and trying to charm her way into some information from the police officer standing guard over the crime scene.
Lois: Now, I know someone as alert and amazing at his job as you must be, you must have some idea what happened here.
Officer: Nice try, Miss Lane. It's not gonna work.
Lois: Well, a girl's got to try, right?
Man: Hey, Phil.
Officer: Excuse me.
The officer is pulled away to talk to another man from the crime lab and Lois looks down at the array of items left in the elevator. She fakes dropping her purse, spilling its contents. She stoops to retrieve her things, and brushes a silver cigarette case that was on the ground into her bag as well. The officer notices her getting too close to the scene and comes to her side.
Lois: Oh, man, I am such a klutz. I'm so sorry.
Away from the scene, Clark is trying to get up to speed on what happened.
Chloe: So, the police think it was a mugging.
Clark: A mugging?
Jimmy: Inside the building?
Chloe: Now, normally, I'd be the first person to cry "foul play," but she was downtown, middle of the night, fancy dress, stolen purse ... he probably jumped her before she knew what was happening.
Jimmy: Am I the only one that thinks it's weird that she was wining and dining with Daddy Warbucks instead of Lex?
Clark: Wait a second, whoever att*cked her is still out there.
Chloe: Jimmy and I saw him flee, and he did get away. But the police will run prints on the g*n.
Jimmy: Which the mugger thoughtfully left behind. What was Lana doing here in the middle of the night, anyway?
Clark: I should have been watching her. Ever since she married Lex, I've been so angry ...
Chloe: Clark, tell me you are not making this your fault.
Clark: I've always been there for her until now. I got to find out who did this.
Chloe: Well, the police aren't saying much. But maybe you'll have better luck.
Clark turns to leave and Jimmy starts to speak to Chloe but she cuts him off.
Chloe: Jimmy, I need you to download the photo of Lana's attacker.
Jimmy starts to protest, then thinks better of it and turns to return to his computer.
Jimmy: I...
The film is still playing near Jimmy's desk as he starts to download the images he snapped of the fleeing assailant.
Philip: [ On the film ] Don't even ask her.
Vivian: [ On the film ] She never remembers anyway.
Philip: [ On the film ] Just what did she forget about Sean Regan?
Vivian: [ On the film ] What did she tell you?
Philip: [ On the film ] Not half as much as you just did. Take it easy. I don't slap so good around this time of the evening. [ Thunder crashes ]
As Jimmy is working, a shadow appears behind him and he is h*t over the head, knocking him unconscious. Immediately the scene changes to black and white, with Jimmy's head still resting on the desk. In the new black and white world, Chloe wakes Jimmy from his nap.
Chloe: Sleeping on the job ... what's the big idea?
Jimmy wakes up, disoriented.
Jimmy: I don't ... I can't...
Chloe: "I don't"? "I can't"? What's gotten into you, Jimmy olsen? The whole town is hopping with the senator's visit, and you're on the first train to dreamland. Now, I didn't take a job slinging coffee for just anyone. I picked the best, I tell you. The best. The Daily Planet's never seen a reporter like you, and I plan on keeping it that way.
Chloe turns around, right into Clark Kent and gets a drink spilled on her blouse. Clark does his best to clean it off of her blouse, simultaneously trying to wipe it away and not touch her at the same time, and failing at both.
Clark: Oh! Jeez! I'm sorry. Miss Sullivan, we haven't even met yet, and already, I've ruined your blouse. This is very... um, Clark Kent. With a "K, Kent". I'm Clark Kent.
Chloe: Chloe Sullivan, and it's quite all right.
Telephone ringing
Jimmy: What's with the glasses?
Chloe: Special delivery up in the mail room. So, what, I'm supposed to answer your phone, now, too?
Ringing continues. Finally, Jimmy picks up the telephone receiver.
Jimmy: [ On the phone ] Hello? [ Clears throat ] Olsen here.
Lana: [ On the phone ] I hear you're the best. I want to report a m*rder.
Jimmy: [ On the phone ] Whose?
Lana: [ On the phone ] Mine.
Cut to Jimmy is waiting in an alley when Lana's car pulls up and she gets out.
Lana: I hope I didn't keep you waiting, Mr. Olsen.
Jimmy: Well, how do you like that? The untouchable Lana Luthor.
Lana: Seems a lot of people got a lot of ideas about me.
Jimmy: Listen, I don't know if this is such a good idea. Your old man's got to own half of Metropolis, not to mention a certain building at 1000 Broadway. Big globe on top. This talking could lose me my job.
Lana: Better your job than my life. My husband's trying to k*ll me.
Jimmy: Now, why would you believe a thing like that?
Lana: The other day, I was crossing 6th street when, out of nowhere, this car veered right toward me and sped away. It was no accident, Jimmy. You don't mind if I call you "Jimmy," do you?
Jimmy: Well, actually, it's James.
Lana moves very close to Jimmy, looking up into his eyes.
Lana: You're so confident and so brave, and I'm so afraid. I wonder if you could spare a bit of your strength for me. Please?
Jimmy: I always knew something didn't sit right with Luthor, it's just a shame a girl like you had to get caught up in this rotten business. You have any proof?
Lana: I knew I could count on you. My husband's been sneaking out at night. I found this in his pocket. Consider it a thank-you for your help.
She hands Jimmy the silver cigarette case - the same case that Lois stole from the crime scene at the Planet. Inside is a matchbook from The Talon Club, and some $100 bills.
Cut to Jimmy arrives at The Talon Club, but is met by the bouncer.
Jimmy: I'm here to see a friend.
Club bouncer: Ain't everyone?
Jimmy: Look, I don't want any trouble, honest. I just ...
Clark: [ Clears throat ] The kid's with me.
Clark Kent steps out from behind a curtain, motioning to the bouncer. Jimmy looks grateful and a bit in awe of the place, and follows Clark inside.
Clark: Eyes back in your head, Olsen.
Jimmy: I didn't peg you as the kind of guy with a secret identity.
Clark: And you're never gonna. Now, suppose you tell me what story you're chasing.
Jimmy: No story. Just... thirsty.
Clark: Come on. A guy like you with a reputation to uphold? You wouldn't be caught 100 yards of this place unless you were sitting on a big scoop.
Lionel: Rye whiskey. Rocks. Put it on his tab, Joe. Name's Kent. You stroll in here with this crackerjack kid. You trying to land me in the cooler?
Clark: Cool your jets, mack. Jimmy here is just a little down on love. Ain't you, Jimmy?
Lionel: Poor sucker. Yep. Dames is poison.
A piano intro plays, and Lois Lane saunters down the stairs, launching into her lounge act on the stage.
Lois: Doo, do-do-do-do / I want somebody else / somebody who could be / someone not like yourself / but somebody who loves me / 'cause I need somebody else ... all that I want to give somebody who loves me
Clark: If that's what you're after, get in line.
Jimmy: No, no, I'm just...
Off in a corner, Lex talks to his father.
Lex: Who's your new heavy?
Lionel: Ah, relax. I got nothing on Kent so far but his tab.
Lex: Losing your grip, paps. You used to run this town. Now it looks like the only sh*ts you're calling are from behind that bar. [ Chuckles ]
Back at the bar, Clark and Jimmy are still talking.
Clark: So, which Luthor are you after? Better wipe that newsie smile off your face. Luthor can smell fresh blood a mile away.
Jimmy: Fresh?! Now,you listen here, Kent.
Clark: Relax. I'm one of the good guys.
Jimmy: That's what they all say.
Lionel leans in close to Jimmy, offering advice.
Lionel: If it's young Luthor you're tailing, I got a tip for you, on the house. Every night he makes a big exit. Makes sure the whole joint knows it. But when his car pulls out of the alley... he's not in it.
Shortly after, right on cue, Lex takes his leave in grand fashion, and Jimmy follows outside. After his car pulls away, Lex steps out of the shadows and into a different car. Jimmy jumps into his own car and follows.
Cut to In the Kent barn of the real world, Lex meets with Lois Lane.
Lois: Lex. [ They kiss ] I can't take it anymore. You're never gonna let me in on your real life.
Lex: Believe me, angel... my wife will be out of the picture soon enough.
Lois: You can't keep toying with a girl's heart like this. I got to know it's real.
Lex: Is this real?
Lex kisses her passionately. Jimmy creeps into the barn, his camera at the ready, and jumps out to take their picture, a huge flash filling the barn as he does.
Lex: Hey!
Jimmy jumps back into his car and is pursued by Lex. They race through town until Jimmy sees a train speeding along the tracks. He manages to slip in front of the train but Lex can't make it and has to veer off the road, rolling his car. He crawls out of the car, seemingly unhurt.
Cut to Jimmy meets with Lana back at the mansion.
Lana: Did anyone follow you?
Jimmy: No. Lost him hours ago.
Lana: You shouldn't have come. He could be home any minute. I can't bear this much longer. Has it all been in my head? Have I been so lonely, I've started making up stories to amuse myself?
Jimmy shows her the photo he took in the barn.
Jimmy: I'm afraid not. You're right about your husband wanting to get rid of you, and soon.
Lana: If I run, he'll track me down. And if I confront him, he'll make it look like an accident.
Jimmy: Don't worry. I'll take care of Lex.
Lana looks up at Jimmy, then walks over to the bar and pulls a g*n out of a drawer, and hands it to Jimmy.
Lana: Just to protect yourself. Please. I couldn't bear it if anything happened to you.
Cut to Jimmy meets with Lex at some out of the way location, in the pouring rain.
Lex: Nice driving back there. And don't worry. Kept my word. I'm here alone.
Jimmy: I'm afraid your word's not worth much, Luthor.
Lex: Doesn't matter. By tomorrow, you'll be picking lead out of your lungs.
Jimmy: Not unless you want this to be the next headline.
Lex: I'm guessing this isn't about a raise.
Jimmy: It's about right and wrong. Now, what you do with the singer, that's your business. But I'm not about to let you bump off your wife along the way. I heard you say you were gonna get rid of her.
Lex: Sure, I am. Once the divorce is final. Filed for it today.
Jimmy: Came as a shock to your wife.
Lex: I doubt that. Don't worry, Jimmy. You're not the first sucker she's spun in a web. But you better get out before you stick.
Lex reaches into his jacket and Jimmy reacts, pulling out the g*n and sh**ting Lex. Lex pulls his hand out and there is no g*n, only a flask.
Lex: Gardenia.
Within seconds, sirens can be heard as Jimmy runs away.
Cut to Chaos ensues in the newsroom as information about the sh**ting starts to come in.
Man on the phone: Operator, get me junction 435.
Man on the phone: Would I lie to you, Louie? It just came over the wire. Okay.
Chloe arrives amid the din, wondering what's going on.
Chloe: Say, what's all the flurry about?
Operator: There's been a m*rder, and they say the victim is Lex Luthor.
Chloe sees her opportunity, and deliberately spills some coffee on the woman running the phones.
Chloe: Oh! I am such a klutz. I'm so sorry. Look, I'll cover you while you go clean up.
Police officer: [ On the phone ] Mr. Lex Luthor d*ad on arrival. A press pass from the Daily Planet was found on the site with a photo of Mr. Luthor and that singer. Now, a suspect was seen fleeing the scene of the crime. Suspect ... 5'10". Brown hair, brown overcoat, medium build.
Chloe: Jimmy.
Cut to Jimmy is back at the bar, looking disheveled.
Lionel: Last call.
Jimmy: Give me another. No, make it a double.
Lionel: Only one thing will drive a man to drink alone.
Jimmy: I wish it were as simple as a dame.
Lionel: Nothing simple about 'em, kid. Guess that's what keeps us coming back for more, huh?
Chloe runs into the bar, straight towards Jimmy.
Chloe: Jimmy, I've been to every gin joint in town looking for you.
Jimmy: You're not the only one.
Chloe: I figured it would be the last place you were, but the first place I'd find you. They think you sh*t Lex Luthor.
Jimmy: I sh*t him, all right. Went down cold right in front of me.
Chloe: Listen, I'm not gonna let you go down for this, Jimmy. Someone set you up, and I just might know who did it. That telephone line you have for Mrs. Luthor? Turns out, you weren't the only one who's been dialing it. Seems that shiny new reporter Clark Kent's been spinning those numbers ever since he came into town.
Jimmy: What are you trying to tell me?
Chloe: Looks like the boss' old lady might be getting a little more from Kent than just the headlines.
Jimmy runs out of the bar. Lionel picks up the phone, and on the other end is Lana.
Lionel: Yeah, it's me. Listen, Boy Wonder may have taken the bait, but he's on to you.
Lana: Doesn't matter anymore. You're back on top of the lowlife food chain, and I'm out from under a suffocating marriage.
Back at the mansion, Lana hangs up the phone and finishes dressing, just as Clark enters the room.
Lana: There's something I have to take care of.
He pulls her toward him and they kiss.
Clark: I thought that's what I was here for.
Lana: Don't worry. We won't have to sneak around much longer.
Lana puts on her overcoat and drops a small g*n into her handbag.
Cut to Jimmy enters the Daily Planet and walks up to a large chair which is facing away from him.
Jimmy: Guess you took me for a patsy, didn't you, Kent? You played me right from the very start. You saw your chance to bump off the old man, let me take the fall for it, and you get away with the girl. But why'd you have to...
The chair swivels and it's not Clark in the chair, but Lana.
Lana: He didn't. I did.
Jimmy: Well, aren't you full of surprises?
Lana: I'm sorry I had to drag you in to all this, James. I really am.
Jimmy: They are gonna put me away.
Lana: They won't get the chance.
Lana sh**t at Jimmy, and this g*n is immediately followed by another - Clark has sh*t Lana in the back.
Clark: Why'd you make me do it?
Lana: It was all for you. [ She dies ]
Jimmy straightens up and pulls out the cigarette case from his pocket - with the b*llet lodged inside.
Clark: Gardenia. I should've known better. Rule number one ... never get mixed up with a girl. Not when you're on the job.
Jimmy: On the job? [ Clark holds up detective badge, in the shape of the Superman symbol ] You're a cop?
Clark: Undercover unit. I was sent here to watch Lex Luthor. Falling in love with his wife ... that was... that was my mistake.
Jimmy: Those were some eyes that she had. Would have made any guy want to be a hero.
Clark: Yeah, well, those eyes just got you the electric chair. Someone should have told you, kid. There are no heroes in Metropolis.
A group of reporters and photographers show up as Clark takes Jimmy away.
Cut to Jimmy wakes up at his desk, back in the real world, and back in full color.
Chloe: Jimmy?
Jimmy: [ Groggy ] Oh.
Chloe: Oh, my God. Are you all right?
Jimmy rubs his head, then remembering what he was doing, he turns towards the computer.
Chloe: Don't bother. The picture of Lana's trigger-happy friend is gone.
Jimmy focuses in on a photo of the cigarette case.
Jimmy: Gardenia. Okay. It was right in front of me the whole time. I didn't see it.
Chloe: Uh, Jimmy, remember me? The one outside your head?
Jimmy: Lana didn't know you were working last night. What if she wasn't here to see you? What if she's not as innocent as she looks?
Chloe: Why would she come to the cellar of wannabes in the middle of the night if it wasn't to visit us?
Jimmy: Look, I know that Lana's your friend and you don't want to think of her as a double-crossing, two-timing backstabber, but... maybe she had something she couldn't trust you with.
Jimmy runs out of his office and back to the crime scene, where he notices the missing cigarette case.
Jimmy: Aha. The cigarette case is missing. Think about it. Lana doesn't smoke. What would she be doing with it? What was inside?
Jimmy: A cigarette case?
Jimmy: Maybe something big enough to get k*lled over. And she was taking it to someone on the other floor when she was sh*t.
Chloe: So what? She just staggered into the elevator and ended up here? You know, the elevator has a memory, so its computer could tell us what floor it was on last.
They walk up to the 6th floor, home of the Planet's Political coverage.
Jimmy: I was thinking more gossip column than political intrigue.
Chloe: My God. Lana, what have you gotten yourself into?
Jimmy is on his knees, picking the lock to one of the offices.
Chloe: When did you learn to do that?
Jimmy: Some girls go for sports cars. I figured you're more of a lock-picking girl.
Chloe: Uh-huh. Well, according to the building's exit records, Brennan was the only reporter left on this floor when Lana was sh*t.
Jimmy: Bowling trophies don't exactly scream "cold-blooded k*ller."
The owner of the office they have broken into comes back to find them rooting around in his stuff.
Brennan: What the hell are you doing in here?
Jimmy: We have reason to believe that Lana Luthor was with you last night.
Brennan: Never met her.
Jimmy: Maybe you sh*t her and snagged her purse to make it look like a petty robbery.
Brennan: I'm calling security.
Chloe: Great. Then you can tell them how you knocked out Jimmy and erased your photo. The entire building was sealed off by police. Only someone with prior access could have done it.
Brennan: Hey, look ... Mrs. Luthor said she had a story and wanted to meet. She must have been getting off the elevator when someone intercepted her. I-I heard the g*n, I saw the elevator going down. So I took the stairs. But when I got there, I heard you coming, and I guess I just panicked. I-I'm sorry about your head. But ... but if the police had gotten your photo, they never would have believed me.
Jimmy: What was she bringing to you?
Brennan: All I know is she said she needed help, and it had ...
A g*n bursts through the glass door behind him, and a blood stain appears on his chest as he slumps down to the ground.
Jimmy: Call 911!
Jimmy chases the g*n out into the hallway, but instead of dialing 911, Chloe calls Clark's number. As Jimmy wrestles with the man, Chloe is knocked backwards, falling over the railing and spinning through the air down 6 stories, only to be caught at the last second by Clark, waiting for her at the bottom.
Chloe: You didn't have to wait till the last second, you know.
Clark: What fun would that be?
They smile at each other. Jimmy comes racing down the stairs after her, only to find Chloe lying on a nearby couch, unhurt.
Jimmy: Chloe! Chloe! Oh, my God, Chloe!
Chloe: Did you get him? I knocked him out cold.
Jimmy: You don't have a scratch on you. I don't understand it. How is that ...
Chloe cuts him off with a kiss, then holds him in an embrace. Looking over Jimmy's shoulder, she sees Clark standing off in a corner and mouths the words, "thank you" to him, as Clark leaves.
Cut to Lois arrives back at her apartment to find Lionel there waiting for her, along with a security guard.
Lionel: Busy day, Ms. Lane?
Lois: Does breaking and entering not mean anything to rich people?
Lionel: About as much as removing evidence from a crime scene. I caught your little maneuver at the Planet. So, it didn't surprise me that a piece of evidence was, uh...missing. The silver cigarette case.
Lois: Really, Mr. Luthor, I was lucky to get a quote from a parking attendant.
Lionel: George? [ George grabs her purse and gives it to Lionel ]
Lionel pours the contents of the purse out on the table, grabbing the silver cigarette case that Lois stole from the crime scene.
Lionel: Lillian loved this. My wife. She was fond of gardenias. But I think what you're looking for is inside. You open this?
Lionel opens the case to reveal a small flash drive inside.
Lois: There was nothing on it.
Lionel smirks at her, then plugs the flash drive into the laptop on the table, and opens a video file.
Senator Burke: [ On the video ] Ares is supposed to be operational.
Lex: [ On the video ] We're in the final stages of testing, Senator.
Senator Burke: [ On the video ] Well, after all my shuffling to keep the appropriations under the radar, I certainly hope so, Lex.
Lex: [ On the video ] We both have a lot to lose, Senator.
Lois gauges Lionel's reaction to the video.
Lois: You didn't know Lex was working with Senator Burke, did you? Wow. You have got to give Lana major props for double-crossing both Luthors.
Lionel: Be careful... Miss Lane. Whoever's protecting Senator Burke hired someone to k*ll the wife of a Luthor. I doubt whether they'd think twice about silencing you.
Lois looks grave as Lionel leaves the apartment, closing the door behind him.
Cut to Chloe arrives at Lana's hospital room.]
Chloe: Close call.
Lana: Luckily, I don't remember much.
Chloe: Let me fill you in on a few of the details. Someone really didn't want you and Brennan to expose whatever was in that cigarette case, so they tried to k*ll you and succeeded with him. Now, I know that Lex would never do anything to hurt the love of his life, but who did?
Lana: Chloe, if I could tell you, I would. It's complicated.
Chloe: I'm a quick learner.
Lana looks at her uneasily, then continues.
Lana: Lionel. He's been forcing me to dig into Lex and turn over everything to him.
Chloe: Lionel has you spying on Lex? But instead of giving him the information you found, you were gonna give it to the papers? Why?
Lana: It was my only way to get out from under them.
Chloe: I don't understand. I mean, Lionel has a league of minions. Why you?
Lana: He needed someone on the inside. Someone who could get close to Lex.
Chloe: Holy... Lana, is that why you went through with the wedding? Why would you do that?
Lana: To protect Clark.
Chloe: From what? Clark can take care of himself.
Lana: What about his weakness? Chloe, you admitted yourself that he has one. Whatever Clark is capable of, there's something stronger than him, isn't there?
Chloe: Lana, if you are keeping this from Clark because you're trying to protect him, he needs to know.
Lana: He can't. Chloe, I know that you confide everything in him, but I need you to trust me. Clark's life could depend on it.
Cut to Clark finds Chloe back at the Planet.
Clark: I've been all over town, and all I can find out about the guy who att*cked Lana is that he's a hired g*n.
Chloe: Yeah, and now he's out of commission, so it looks like we h*t a d*ad end.
Clark is struck by her lack of curiosity.
Clark: That's it? Someone out there takes a h*t out on Lana, and you're just gonna give up, just like that? [ He looks at her closely ] You're holding back something from me, aren't you? Chloe, I can't believe you'd lie to me.
Chloe: I can't believe you didn't hear the deafening irony in that statement.
Clark: You know how much Lana means to me.
Clark grabs Chloe's shoulders, a bit too hard.
Chloe: First, ouch. Second, if you really want to help, just stay out of it, ok? Please.
Clark looks at her, hurt and angry.
Clark: I'm gonna find Lana's attacker... with or without you.
Clark starts to walk away, but she stops him.
Chloe: Clark, how long have you kept your secret from Lana because you were trying to protect her?
Clark: Are you trying to tell me that Lana's doing this to protect me?
Chloe: Look, all I'm saying is that sometimes people do things that you don't expect and you don't understand. And sometimes they have a really good reason for it.
Clark: As much as I want to believe that that reason is Lex...
Chloe: We both know he'd never do anything to hurt her.
Clark: Well, if it's not Lex, then... There's only one other person who would manipulate her like that.
Cut to Lex leans over Lana, asleep in her hospital bed, then meets with Bartlett outside in the hallway as they walk toward the elevator.
Lex: Take it from the look on your face the cops can't get Lana's attacker to talk.
Bartlett: Didn't have much of a chance. Guy got knocked off right after he landed in county lockup. Mr. Luthor, the g*n at the crime scene didn't belong to the assailant. It's yours.
Lex: Mine? Police never mentioned...
Bartlett: It's unregistered, but I pulled a ballistics report. It matches your g*n, the one that's been missing. My guess is Lana's been carrying it, pulled it on whoever confronted her, and lost.
Lex: Lana's never carried a g*n. Who could she be so afraid of?
Cut to Jimmy is waiting behind the Talon as Chloe pulls up in her car.
Chloe: There's my hero.
She holds up the front page of the Planet, with a photo of Jimmy receiving an award for catching the g*n.
Jimmy: Just my luck. Finally get a photo on page one ... I'm in front of the camera, not behind it.
Chloe: Oh, come on. Even I was impressed with the Sam Spade quick-thinking. You can't tell me all that just came from a bonk on the noggin.
Jimmy: You know, it was so weird. Half of it made sense. But Lana and Lionel working together, and Clark Kent leading a double life as a reporter by day and crime-fighter by night... You know, it's funny what your mind will cook up.
Chloe: So, why the pilgrimage to Podunk at the peak of your fame?
Jimmy: Well, I made you a playlist to keep you company while I'm gone.
Jimmy opens her car and plugs in a music player, which starts playing.
Chloe: Gone?
Jimmy: I'm being sent on assignment.
Chloe: That's great.
Jimmy: Yep. Photo editor saw the paper ... finally knows my name now.
Chloe: Are you on the human tr*ffick story in Istanbul with Fletcher?
Jimmy: Actualy, the Polar Bear Swim Club in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Bunch of old guys in a lake, but ...
Chloe: It's a start.
Jimmy: I gotta go catch my plane, but there's something I got to do before I go.
He sets up a small camera on the hood of the car, then gives Chloe a long kiss for the camera while the song plays.
...Who loves me 'cause I need somebody else somebody who loves me somebody who loves me somebody...
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x20 - Noir"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 10, 2007
The scene starts in space, with a sweeping view of a Luthorcorp satellite, then the view slowly zooms in towards Earth, finally settling on the underground headquarters of Project Ares.
In the underground tunnels, a team of soldiers is preparing for a firefight, as sirens blare.
Bartlett: Take your squad. Sweep the perimeter.
Security Guard Leader: Go.
Lex: What's our status?
Bartlett: Security breach ... Northeast sector.
Lex: What have the surveillance cameras picked up?
Bartlett: Not a damn thing.
Lex: Anything comes down this tunnel, k*ll it.
Lex quickly walks away from the commotion, into the command center of the facility where the lead 33.1 scientist are waiting.
Lex: Contact?
As they watch the computer terminals, the thr*at level is raised in successive sections of the facility, as the surveillance camera for each section goes to static with the word, "Compromised."
Barlett: Tunnel 7. Wait.
Computer Voice: Section "F" compromised.
Lex: Lock it down.
Sirens continue to blare, as they watch a firefight on the security monitors.
Computer Voice: Section "D" Compromised.
Barlett: That's only 30 meters from here. [ g*n ]
Computer Voice: Section "C" Compromised.
Barlett: 20 meters. 10.
Computer Voice: Section "B" Compromised.
33.1 Scientist: Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
Computer Voice: Section "A" Compromised.
Lex pulls out a g*n as the door to the nerve center bursts open and Lex empties the clip. The b*ll*ts are stopped by a force field which advances on Lex, then a soldier appears, uncloaking himself, and quickly turns it on him, then stops.
Wes Keenan: Mission accomplished. Standing by for further instructions.
33.1 Scientist: Vitals are steady. He didn't even break a sweat.
Lex: 2 minutes, 18 seconds to infiltrate a secured facility, disable my best men, and eliminate the target. [ Lex chuckles, then turns back to face the scientist and Bartlett ] Not a bad test run. Get some fresh guards. I want to see him do it again.
Cut to Lex walks into the study where Lana is arranging some flowers in a vase.
Lex: We have about a dozen people that could do that for you.
Lana: Next thing you know, they'll be brushing my teeth for me. There are some things I'd rather do on my own.
Lex: Independent and not afraid to get her hands dirty ... two of the billion or so reasons I fell in love with you.
He puts his hand on her shoulder and she winces in pain.
Lana: The shoulder's just still a little bit sore.
Lex: Maybe we should have the doctor look at it again.
Lana: No, it's okay.
Lex: Lana, you were sh*t.
Lana: Takes more than a b*llet to stop a Luthor.
Knock on door
Bartlett: Sir, Senator Burke has arrived.
Lex: Show him in.
Lana: You've been seeing a lot of the Senator recently.
Lex: The price of doing business with the government. But this will just take a minute.
Lana: I'll be in the garden. Senator.
Senator Burke: [ To Lana as she is walking out ] Mrs. Luthor. [ To Lex ] I hope I didn't interrupt a tender moment.
Lex: If you had, you'd still be waiting outside.
Senator Burke: I'm not gonna keep you from your pretty lady. I just, uh... swung by for an update on Ares.
Lex: The prototype is in the final stages of testing. Everything's on schedule.
Senator Burke: Really? I heard everything was ahead of schedule ... way ahead. I stuck my neck out to get the Armed Services Committee to allow you access to military resources and personnel to R&D a single prototype, but you've started gearing up for mass production.
Lex: Just looking towards the future, Senator. I assumed a visionary like you would understand that.
Senator Burke: How long do you think you're gonna be able to keep what you've really got going on here a secret? See... one of my own men believed he uncovered a mole right in your backyard.
Lex: Who?
Senator Burke: Well, I wish I could tell you, but my boy doesn't talk too good with a b*llet through his heart.
Lex: [ Chuckles ] Senator, if there are leaks in my security, I assure you, I will have them taken care of.
Senator Burke: Well, doesn't that just fill me with the warm fuzzies? Do you know what'll happen to me if the Senate ever got wind of what you're up to now?
Lex: I assume they wouldn't care for it... just like they wouldn't care for all the money I've transferred into your Cayman account over the last year.
Senator Burke: Project Ares is over. I'm shutting it down.
Lex: That would be ill-advised.
Senator Burke: No. What's ill-advised is you ever opening your mouth about our arrangement. I so much as hear a peep out of you, I'll make sure the Committee reviews every business deal Luthorcorp has made in the last 20 years, and you'll be lucky to keep that fancy shirt on your back. Do we understand each other... Luthor?
Lex: Perfectly.
As the Senator leaves, we can see Lana standing outside the study, listening to the conversation just ended.
Cut to Lionel is sitting in his office at Luthorcorp Headquarters, watching the video of the Phantom that Lana retrieved from Lex's Ares disc. In front of him are an array of papers with Kryptonian writing on them.
Unidentified woman: Greetings from Patagonia, the most beautiful place on earth. What is that?
Lionel freezes the frame on the image of the Phantom, then resumes scribbling on the Kryptonian symbols. After a moment, Clark walks in and Lionel closes the laptop.
Clark: We have to talk.
Lionel: Clark, you should, uh, try picking up the phone occasionally ... might be quicker. Oh, but maybe not.
Clark: What do you know about Lana?
Lionel: [ Chuckles ] Letting go ... never been one of your strong points, was it?
Clark: Telling the truth was never one of yours.
Lionel: And you're accusing me of what, exactly, this time?
Clark: Lana came to me the day of the wedding to tell me she wasn't going through with it, that she was leaving Lex.
Lionel: Apparently, she changed her mind.
Clark: Or someone changed it for her.
Lionel: So, you think I had something to do with her decision?
Clark: If Lana was so unhappy with Lex, why go through with the marriage?
Lionel: It's surprising, Clark, what people will do when they, uh, feel they have no other options.
Clark: If I find out that you had anything to do with Lana marrying Lex, the gloves will come off. How do you like that option?
Cut to Lois and Chloe are in the Talon, and Chloe is looking glum.
Lois: Triple espresso mocha cappulatte ... my own invention, guaranteed to put the zip-a-dee back in your doo-dah.
Chloe: Thanks.
Lois: Come on. It's not that bad. Jimmy is coming back one day... maybe. You know, besides, distance is good for the relationship. That is what all the guys who've moved away from me have said.
Chloe: Lois, you should really stick to investigative reporting and out of the advice column.
Lois: That's the plan. [ Clark walks into the Talon ] Hey, Smallville. Love to hear about the cows and the corn, but I got a lead on a dirty Senator that needs to be hosed down. See you on the front page.
Clark: She going after a Senator?
Chloe: I guess so. She hasn't told me much about it.
Clark: Lot of that going around lately.
Chloe: Was that jab directed at my chin?
Clark: I went to Lionel to ask about Lana.
Chloe: What did he say?
Clark: Nothing, just like you.
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Clark, I ...
Clark: Chloe, you know what Lex is really like. Did you forget what he did to you, what he did to your mother?
Chloe: No, I haven't forgotten.
Clark: I don't want anything to happen to Lana.
Chloe: Neither do I. But if she's staying in that marriage, all I can say is, she must have a damn good reason.
Cut to Lois is in an alley, apparently behind a restaurant, standing next to a parking attendant.
Lois: Are you sure about this?
Parking attendant: Got the reservation. Eats here every time he's in town. [ A black limosine pulls up ] Voilà.
Lois: [ Lois hands him a folded up bill ] Thanks for the tip.
Lois: Senator Burke.
Senator Burke: How do you do?
Lois: Lois Lane, reporter. I was hoping to ask a few questions.
Senator Burke: Sure. Schedule an interview with my office.
Lois: You know, I tried to, but no one returned my calls.
Senator Burke: Well, that ought to tell you something, sweet cakes.
Lois: Senator, last year, your salary was $150,000. Can you tell me how you managed to deposit over $5 million in a Cayman account?
Senator Burke: What paper did you say you work for, uh, miss...
Lois: Lane ... Lois Lane. I'm a reporter for the Inquisitor.
Senator Burke: The Inquisitor? That's not a newspaper. That's a ... that's a cat-box liner. Now get her out of here.
Lois is grabbed the security team for the Senator and struggles to get free.
Lois: Hey, get your hands off me, you fascist! I'm warning you! If you don't ...
Suddenly, the bodyguard holding Lois puts his hands to his throat, which has been slit. Then the other body guard is thrown by an unseen assailant across the alley and lands on the car, shattering the windshield. The Senator grabs a g*n and points into space, still not seeing the attacker. After a moment, he seizes up and a figure appears behind him. The Senator slumps to the ground and we can see Wes Keenan, holding a bloody Kn*fe. When he advances on Lois, she recognizes him and calls his name.
Lois: Oh, my God. Wes?
Sirens wail in the distance, and Wes leaves the scene, disappearing in front of her eyes.
Cut to
Clark: Chloe, what's going on?
Chloe: You haven't heard? Senator Burke was m*rder.
Clark: What?
Chloe: Yeah, it looks like Burke was in bed with La Familia. He crossed them. They gave him the Fredo treatment.
Clark: A mob h*t.
Chloe: Well, all evidence points to that, but there is one witness who doesn't think so.
Clark: Lois?
Chloe hands her a cup of coffee.
Lois: Thanks.
Clark: What happened to you?
Lois: Uh, well, one minute, I was harassing a public official, and the next, he came out of nowhere, like a ghost. Burke and his men never had a chance.
Clark: Y-you saw who did this?
Lois: Yeah, I did more than see him, Clark ... I know him. His name's Wes Keenan. We were army brats together when we were kids.
Chloe: I'm running a check on his name.
Clark: Looks like he works for the mob now.
Lois: Wes? No way. He's career military. He's been decorated more than a Christmas tree. Even my dad loved him, and the General hates everybody.
Clark: Lois, are you sure the man you saw is Wes Keenan?
Lois: I haven't seen him for years, but he has this little scar above his right eye, and ... trust me. It was Wes.
Chloe: Not according to the U.S. Government. He was in a helicopter crash in Afghanistan four months ago. He was k*lled in action.
Lois: No, that is not possible. I know what I saw.
Clark: What else does it say?
Chloe: Nothing. I mean, his military records have been classified.
Cut to Lex is standing in the Project Ares nerve-center near Reeves Dam, looking over the shoulder of his main scientist.
Lex: What is that?
33.1 Scientist: His alpha wave just spiked for a second. It's probably just feedback from the implants in his cortex.
Lex: Probably?
33.1 Scientist: It's nothing to worry about. Everything's still holding within operational parameters.
Lex: Make sure it stays that way.
Bartlett: Sir. Just received information that Burke has been eliminated.
Lex: Evidence trail?
Bartlett: Leads straight back to the mob, per your instructions. There's been a complication. There was a witness.
Lex: Nothing can get in the way of completing this project ... nothing. Take care of it.
Lex leaves the room.
Bartlett: You heard the man. Prep him.
Cut to
Clark: Lois, quit being stubborn. You're gonna stay here until we get this cleared up.
Lois: Thanks, but I can take care of myself.
Martha: Nobody's doubting that, but you'd be safer here at the farm.
Clark: It'll be like old times, like when you first got to Smallville.
Lois: Oh, you're just hoping to catch me in the shower again. [ Martha looks at both of them, her eyes growing large ] I-I mean, um, thank you. I-I really appreciate it.
Martha: You're always welcome here, Lois. You're practically family.
Lois: Uh, well, since I'm being a burden, can I just ask one more favor?
Clark: What do you need?
Lois: Your mom's political influence. Look, do you think that you could use your connections to get a look at Wes' military jacket?
Martha: I thought you said that file was classified.
Lois: It is. I contacted the General, but, uh, he went all Cold w*r on me and said that I should drop it.
Clark: Well, he might have a point. Three men are already d*ad.
Lois: Which is why I have to get my hands on that file. It might explain why Wes is doing this.
Martha: Well, I've made a few friends in Washington. I don't know if they can help, but I'll see what I can do.
Lois: Thanks, Mrs. Kent.
Martha leaves the barn.
Clark: I know that look, and it's usually followed by you almost getting yourself k*lled.
Lois: This isn't just another story, Clark ... not this time. Wes and I ... we were close. I know it was him.
There is a sound in the corner of the barn.
Clark: Stay here.
Clark walks over to investigate but finds only a chair rocking.
Clark: Looks like it was just the wind.
Wes materializes from behind Clark.
Lois: Clark, watch out!
He punches Clark with incredible strength, sending him flying through the barn. He advances on Lois with a Kn*fe and looks ready to strike when Lois calls out to him.
Lois: Wes!
He stops immediately, looks at her strangely, then puts his arm around her neck and they both disappear as Clark looks on.
Cut to
Chloe: How could Lois have been kidnapped with you standing right there?
Clark: She just vanished, Chloe, literally.
Chloe: So, he could teleport, like Alicia?
Clark: This time it was different. It's more like what Graham Garrett could do.
Chloe: So, he can turn himself invisible?
Clark: Not just himself ... he took Lois with him. And it's not his only ability. When he h*t me ... Chloe, I haven't felt anything like that since I went up against Titan.
Chloe: Clark, we need to find Lois before Wes ...
Clark: We will. Were you able to uncover anything about Wes that might be able to help us figure out where he took her?
Chloe: I haven't been able to retrieve any information from the military files, but I did run a cross-check on his name, and I found one h*t ... Jodi Keenan.
Clark: Jodi Keenan? Isn't that the woman who tried to k*ll Lex in the tunnels?
Chloe: Guess who she's married to.
Clark: Wes?
Chloe: Looks like Jodi found out that Wes wasn't k*lled in Afghanistan.
Clark: And she followed the trail all the way back here to Lex.
Chloe: Okay, so, Wes is exhibiting multiple krypto-abilities. And according to Lois, he's also on the receiving end of some sort of mind control. How much do you want to bet that all of this plays into Lex's 33.1 experiments?
Clark: Chloe, I need you to contact Oliver and his team. They've been taking out 33.1 facilities all around the world.
Chloe: Don't you think that's a hero-to-hero phone call?
Clark: I'm gonna talk to Lex.
Chloe: Clark, come on. We both know that Lex isn't gonna tell you anything.
Clark: Then I'll find somebody who will.
Cut to Lana walks into the bedroom where Lex has prepared a huge array of lit candles.
Lex: Too much?
Lana: No, it's...
Lex: I thought maybe if I set the mood... [ He leans in to kiss her, but she turns her head away ] or maybe not.
Lana: Lex...
There is a knock on the door, and Lex answers it. Lana looks relieved for the interruption.
Bartlett: Sorry to bother you, sir. The asset failed to return.
Lex: I'll be right back.
Lex closes the door to the bedroom, and Clark superspeeds into the bedroom, standing behind Lana.
Clark: [ Whispers ] Lana.
Lana: You shouldn't be here. Lex is just outside.
Clark: I had to see you.
Lana: Clark...
Clark: It's not about you and me. Lois is in trouble.
Lana: And what makes you think I can help?
Clark: 'Cause it seems there's a connection to Lex. Lana, if you've seen or heard anything ... maybe something about the military...
Lana: Ares.
Clark: That's the God of w*r.
Lana: Lex has been talking to Senator Burke about this military project called "Ares." Yesterday, he thr*at to shut it down. Maybe you should talk with him.
Clark: I can't. Senator Burke is d*ad. He was m*rder by the same man who has Lois. Lana, is there anything else ... maybe something that Lex let slip?
Lana: One of his men was just saying something about an asset that failed to return.
Clark: An asset? That's what the military calls its soldiers. Lex is connected to this. Lana, whatever reason you had to go through with the wedding, it was the wrong choice. You have no idea what he's capable of.
Lana: You'd be surprised what I know.
Clark: Then why are you still here?
Lana: We all have our secrets, Clark. Sometimes, we have to keep them to protect the people that we care about.
Clark: Lana...
Lana: I know.
Clark holds up his hand to her face, and she closes her eyes at his touch. He leans in closer, just as the door opens and Lex walks back in. In an instant, Clark is gone and Lana can't hide the look of surprise when she sees that Clark is gone.
Lex: Lana? You okay?
Lana: Yeah, yeah. I'm just a little chilly.
They both look over at the open window.
Lex: Look, something's come up. I need to go into the office. Don't wait up.
Lana goes over to the window and closes it, looking out on the grounds.
Cut to Lois wakes up in a warehouse and slowly gets to her feet. She looks around for a moment before being met by Wes.
Lois: Wes.
Wes: Designation incorrect. Call sign "Ares," prototype Mark IV.
Lois: You don't remember me, do you? It's Lois ... Lois Lane. My father is General Sam Lane. When I was a kid, he used to drag me around to all the bases that he was stationed at. One of them was Fort Addleson, where I met you. Do you remember how you got that scar? You used to tell everybody that you got it falling off your dirt bike. But that's not how it happened. We got into the General's whiskey. Then we broke into the storage warehouse. We were wrestling around, being stupid. And I kissed you... the first time I ever kissed anybody. And you smiled your crooked smile. And then you puked and passed out and cracked your head open on the floor. Never could handle your liquor, Wes.
Wes: Mission incomplete.
Lois: No.
Wes: Eliminate target.
Lois: Why did you bring me here? Think. Wes. This is Fort Addleson, okay? This is the warehouse. This is where I kissed you that night. Remember me!
Wes struggles against his conflicting emotions and his new programming. After a moment, his whole affect changes and he looks at Lois with a new sense of understanding.
Cut to Lex walks quickly into the Ares nerve-center.
33.1 Scientist: Mr. Luthor.
Lex: Three years and a billion dollars spent on Ares, and you're telling me you lost him?
33.1 Scientist: Well, we're in unchartered territory here, Mr. Luthor. Synthesizing multiple meteor abilities is difficult enough, but stringing together the molecular chain with peptides extracted from that creature that Bartlett recovered ...
Lex: The only thing that allows all these abilities to exist in one subject. Titan's genetic material was the key to making this project viable.
33.1 Scientist: Yes, which makes the results as unpredictable as the substances I'm being asked to work with.
Lex: What you're being asked to do is help protect the world, doctor. Unstable criminals with dangerous powers are becoming more and more common. Humanity's only chance of surviving the onslaught is this project. So, kick that big brain of yours into high gear and figure out what the hell went wrong!
33.1 Scientist: It's possible something might have triggered a decay in his memory blocks ... a familiar place or person.
Barlett: Can't you get a fix on him?
33.1 Scientist: The field he generates makes it impossible to track him electronically. It's part of his design.
Lex: I want our dog back on his leash, doctor, or you'll be my next experiment.
33.1 Scientist: Maybe I could reposition the Luthorcorp satellites... generate a broad-spectrum pulse that will, hopefully, re-initiate his command directives, but there's no guarantee.
Lex: I'm not asking for guarantees. I'm asking for results. I want Ares back online and his mission complete. Start the pulse.
Cut to Wes has regained much of his human consciousness, and speaks calmly with Lois.
Wes: I k*lled a United States Senator?
Lois: What happened? How did you end up like this?
Wes: I was stationed in Afghanistan. Our convoy h*t an I.E.D. And then I woke up in the military hospital. That's when Luthor showed up.
Lois: Lex. [ Sighs ] I should have known. He forced you into this, didn't he?
Wes: He offered me a way to keep serving my country.
Lois: By turning you into a brain-d*ad assassin?
Wes: You think this is what I signed on for? He told me Project Ares was gonna help soldiers protect themselves on the field, so they wouldn't end up like I did.
Lois: We won't let him get away with this, I promise you. Okay, we will expose Lex and Project Ares.
Wes starts to feel the pulse and struggles against his programming.
Lois: What? What? What is it? What?
Wes: [ Strained ] Them ... they're trying to get back into my head.
Lois: Well, fight it, Wes. Look at me. Look at me!
Wes: Run. Run!
Lois runs away from him, searching for an escape. After a moment, he straightens, his human emotion gone from his face, and disappears.
Cut to
Clark: I think Lex was experimenting on Wes, trying to make him into a super soldier.
Chloe: With pick-and-choose meteor powers ... Oliver told me pretty much the same thing.
Clark: Oliver knew about Wes?
Chloe: No. He found an earlier model in the Utah desert. It looks like this isn't the first time one of Lex's souped-up Rambos has gone AWOL.
Clark: Was he able to stop him?
Chloe: Barely. It took the equivalent of a mini-nuke to break through his force field. Clark, even if you find him, I'm not sure ...
Martha: Maybe this will help ... Wes' military jacket.
Chloe: How did you get that?
Martha: Called in a few favors and had to promise a couple dozen of my own.
Clark: Lois is right. Wes was a hero.
Chloe: He took her instead of k*lling her. You know if whatever programming they're using to control Wes is failing, maybe he'll go back to a place he remembers.
Martha: Somewhere he lived or ... or was stationed.
Clark: The military base that Wes grew up on was decommissioned a few years ago ... Fort Addleson, just outside of Metropolis.
Chloe: Sam Lane was stationed there when Lois was in junior high. Maybe that's where ...
Clark has heard enough and speeds out of the room, leaving Chloe and Martha to just look at each other.
Chloe: Do you ever get used to that?
Martha: Not really.
Cut to Lois is running to find a way out. She runs toward a door that shuts before she can reach it.
Lois: Wes? You have to fight this. Don't let them do this to you again. You are not a m*rder. Please. Wes.
As she speaks, we can see Lois from Wes' point of view as he stands in front of her, invisible. He reaches out his hand and puts it around her throat, choking her. She goes unconscious just as Clark arrives, catching her as she falls to the ground.
Clark looks around for Wes but sees nothing. Clark carries Lois and sets her down, then looks around the warehouse. He turns around and Wes punches him again, sending him flying. Clark gets up, dazed, and looks around again, finally spotting Wes up in the rafters. Wes jumps down at Clark with super speed, Kn*fe raised but Clark uses his heat vision to penetrate Wes' force field, sending him flying back across the warehouse, where he lands near Lois. Lois stirs awake and goes to Wes' side.
Lois: Wes.
Wes: System... damaged. [ Grunting ]
Wes: Turn protocol 38529532...
Lois: Wes.
Wes: ...38. [ Grunting ] Lois.
Lois: You're gonna be fine. Do you understand me? You're gonna be okay. I'm gonna go get help, all right?
Wes: No. Better this way. They'll never... stop trying... to control me.
Lois: You have to stay with me. Do you hear me?
Wes: Don't... let them do this... to anyone else. Okay?
Lois: Okay. I promise, but you just stay with me, okay? Don't leave me. [ Wes' eyes close ] Wes? No, no, no. No. [ Crying ] Wes? Wes! Come on! Don't leave me!
Cut to Clark is sitting in his kitchen, looking over Wes' file.
Clark: How does this happen? All Wes wanted to do was serve his country, and wound up being used as a pawn.
Martha: It happens more than I'd like to think.
Clark: Well, now that Senator Burke is gone ...
Martha: Oh, Burke isn't the only one on the Hill lining his pockets. Wherever there's power, there will be men like Lex to exploit it.
Clark: Maybe you can do something, maybe open an investigation.
Martha: Clark, I'm a little fish in a tiny pond. My influence doesn't reach nearly that far up.
Lionel: Then perhaps it's time to extend that influence. I just got off the phone with the Governor. We were talking about your filling Burke's Senatorial seat until the next election.
Martha: Me?
Lionel: Kansas needs to be represented by someone of unassailable character who can restore the faith that Burke has tarnished. The Governor agreed. You are the perfect choice for the U.S. Senate. ... you agree?
Clark: You should do it, mom. I think you should do it. And I think dad would have wanted you to.
Martha: [ Sighs ] I-I can't move to Washington. We're barely keeping the farm running as it is.
Lionel: Clark can take care of that. Can't you, Clark?
Clark: I could lease out the back 40 to Ben Hubbard. He's been wanting to work that land for years.
Martha: Oh, Clark.
Clark: You and dad always taught me to put other people first, to use my abilities to help those in need. You have the chance to affect so many people, to change so many lives if you go to Washington. That's where you need to be if you really want to make a difference, mom. And it's where people like Wes need you to be.
Cut to
Lex: I don't care what it takes. I want the body transported to the lab immediately. Make it happen.
Lana walks into the study.
Lex: Hey, you're up.
Lana: For a while now. You never came home last night.
Lex: There was an unforeseen complication with Project Ares.
Lana: Ares?
Lex: The secret military project I was discussing with Senator Burke yesterday... when you were listening outside the door.
Lana: Lex, I'm sorry. There is no excuse. My curiosity got the best of me.
Lex: You're not a cat, Lana. Don't skulk around like one.
Lana: It won't happen again.
Lex: Every time I've opened my heart to someone I care about, I've ended up being very disappointed. If ... if you ever betrayed me... I don't know what I'd do.
Lana: I'd never hurt the man I love.
Lex: [ Chuckles ] Of course not. But if there's anything you ever want to know about my business dealings... just ask.
Lana: No secrets?
Lex: No secrets.
Cut to
Chloe: "Mrs. Kent Goes to Washington." Well, if anyone can give Jimmy Stewart a run for his money...
Clark: I just wish Lionel wasn't helping her.
Chloe: What, you think the king of ulterior motives may have something up his Armani sleeve?
Clark: When doesn't he? Just, right now, his son's a bigger problem.
Chloe: That's the understatement of the century. I mean, we've always known Lex has a dark side, but with what he's been doing recently, we're headed towards pitch black.
Clark: I want to make sure that Lana's nowhere near him when the lights go out.
Chloe: Hopefully, he'll be behind bars long before that. I mean, Lois is meeting the Feds at the morgue. And once they connect Wes' body with Lex and then Burke's m*rder...
Lois walks into the Daily Planet.
Lois: Don't hold your breath. Wes' body's gone
Chloe: What about the Feds? I mean, what did they say when you told them what happened?
Lois: I work at the Inquisitor ... you know, aliens, Bigfoot, Elvis. What do you think they said? As far as they're concerned, Wes Keenan died in action four months ago.
Clark: Just like it said in his file.
Lois: He deserved better than this.
Clark: Lois, I'm sorry.
Lois: Don't be sorry for me. Be sorry for Lex. He's gonna pay for what he did to Wes, and I'm gonna make damn sure that he doesn't do this to anyone else.
Lois walks defiantly out of the Daily Planet.
Cut to Lex is back at Ares Headquarters, standing over the body of Wes Keenan on an autopsy table.
Lex: [ To Wes ] You were almost perfect. [ To the scientist ] Take him apart. I want to know exactly what went wrong so we don't make the same mistake next time.
33.1 Scientist: Quantitating the abnormality won't do us any good, Mr. Luthor. We used up nearly everything we harvested from Titan. There aren't enough alien peptide sequences to continue the project.
Lex: I'm already working on procuring a replacement. I promise you, doctor, this isn't the end of Project Ares. This is just the beginning.
Lex triggers a switch and a series of lights go on in a huge room, showing dozens of bodies being held in suspended animation.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x21 - Prototype"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 17, 2007
In a small house in Baie-Saint-Paul, Quebec, a distraught young woman is boiling linens. She hears someone at the door and when she opens it, the Martian Manhunter, Jonn Johns, is standing there with glowing red eyes. She tries to shut the door but he begins speaking to her in French.
Young woman: [ In French ] Leave us alone!
Martian Manhunter: [ In French ] I've come to save your father.
Young woman: [ In French ] I think he's dying.
Young woman: [ In French ]
Martian Manhunter: [ In French ]
Young woman: [ In French ]
Martian Manhunter: [ In French ]
Young woman: [ In French ]
In a bedroom of the house, an elderly man - her father - is lying on his back staring at the ceiling as a priest attempts an exorcism on him.
Martian Manhunter: [ In French ] Back away!
He walks up to the elderly man, and the man's eyes suddenly open, completely black. He sits up in bed, and suddenly reaches out, shoving his hand into Jonn's side and ripping out a piece of his organs. Jonn reals from the wound but keeps his feet, striking the man across the face. The man lashes back at him, sending him flying through the ceiling and off into the sky. At this, the Priest grabs the woman and they both flee the room.
Young woman: No, papa! No! Papa, no!
They run from the room but before they can escape the man speeds in front of them, blocking their exit. Suddenly, the room turns white with lights and a team of soldiers pours into the house, g*n trained on the man, who remains still. After a moment, Bartlett and Lex stride into the room.
Lex: No b*ll*ts! It's inside him. We need the man alive.
Backed into a corner, the man seizes suddenly and a wraith from the Phantom Zone bursts from inside him, k*lling the man, and flies through the roof and into the night. Lex can only look up into the night at the fleeing wraith.
Elderly man: Aah!
Cut to Lex is on the phone in the study when Lana enters.
Lex: [ On the phone ] The entity can't survive out of the human body. I want you to check the eyes of every man, woman, and child until you find it.
Lex gets off the phone and sees Lionel and looks at him uneasily, unsure how much of that conversation his father has overheard.
Lionel: Lex. You look worried, son. Is everything okay?
Lex: You tell me, dad. Ever since the day I put on this wedding ring, you seem to have an uncanny knack for being one step ahead of me.
Lionel: I don't have time for this. I have things to do.
Lex: Like have a private screening of that dvd? You know, the documentary ... the one Lana stole from me and gave to you.
Lionel: Oh, dear. I'd hoped married life had lessened some of your paranoia.
Lex: I have security footage of Lana in this library forcing open my briefcase and pocketing the dvd. Lana would never, ever do something like that unless she was being coerced. [ Lionel chuckles at this ] As hard as it is for you to believe, Lana actually loves me.
As Lionel speaks, Lex's bravado melts away, his face growing stricken.
Lionel: Oh, you know so little about women, Lex. I suppose losing your mother at such an early age didn't help matters. Lana does not love you. The only reason she agreed to marry you was that I gave her a gentle, yet very firm, nudge.
Lex now speaks quietly, trying to process, his anger growing.
Lex: Using my wife against me... that's deplorable, even for you. Whatever debts you think I still owe you, we are even. I want you out of my life.
Lionel: I don't think you're gonna get rid of me that easily.
Cut to Clark walks in the front door of the house, where Martha is standing, looking at old photos of Jonathan and Clark.
Clark: Car's ready. You know, I was thinking, if you're half the senator that you are a mom, this country's in really good hands.
Martha: I always thought you'd be the one to leave the farm first.
Clark: Washington, D.C., is no different than Topeka. It's only a few seconds more away for me.
Martha: That's not what I mean. I know this has been a really difficult year for you, especially since Lana and Lex got married.
Clark: Like you always tell me, somethings are just meant to be.
Martha: Clark, if you feel it would be better to have some distance from them by moving away from Smallville, I don't want you to let this farm keep you from doing that.
Clark: This farm, it's my home. And it's been in our family for over 100 years. Someone has to take care of it.
Martha: But that someone doesn't have to be you. Just because I'm leaving doesn't mean you have to stay.
There is a knock on the door and one of Martha's assistants pokes her head inside.
Assistant: Excuse me. Senator, it's time to go. Your plane to Washington is waiting.
Martha: I'll be right there. [ To Clark ] I love you.
Clark: I love you, too, mom.
They share a long hug, and Martha leaves the house.
Cut to Chloe comes home to the apartment to find Lois pouring over a table full of papers, her laptop open.
Chloe: Hey. Is that the look of a reporter on the trail of a hot story or is someone trying to pick good lottery numbers?
Lois: Right before Wes haywired, he kept repeating these numbers over and over again. They have to mean something.
Lois shows her a sequence of numbers she's written down.
Chloe: Well, Wes was a soldier. I mean, maybe it was his serial number.
Lois: Not in any branch of the armed forces I've ever heard of. And I've run the numbers through every search engine on the web. I got diddly-squat.
Chloe: Good. Let's keep it that way. Look, Lois, take it from someone who's gone up against the Lex Luthor army more than once. Not only will victory remain elusive, but you're almost certain to step on a land mine in the process.
Lois: I'm the general's daughter, remember? I live for battle.
Chloe: Not the kind of battles you can't win, Lois. You remember what he did to my mother. I don't want him to hurt someone else that I care about. Now, please, back off.
Lois: You know what? You're right. Why would I knowingly walk straight into enemy f*re? He'll get his. It's only a matter of time.
Lois tears the paper with the numbers in half. Chloe looks relieved.
Chloe: Good. You can thank me later. Now, I got to rocket to the Planet.
Chloe leaves and Lois smiles coyly, picking up the two halves of paper again. She puts them together, then makes the symbols for minutes and degrees, separating the sequence of numbers into a set of longitude/latitude coordinates.
Lois: Longitude and latitude. No duh.
Cut to The scientist wheels a man's bloody body through the lab.
Bartlett: He's a mail carrier from a nearby village. We found his body in his truck the day after the incident.
Lex: Did his blood get us anywhere?
33.1 Scientist: No abnormalities. And definitely no alien peptide sequences. Whatever that creature was on the dvd, it's not inside this guy anymore.
Lex: Wes Keenan was a subpar prototype because the peptides we used came from a d*ad specimen. We need the entity to be in a living host.
Bartlett: We're trying, sir, but we discovered this thing only lasts in a human for 24 hours before it needs to find a new victim.
Lex: Then you better set your stopwatch. That alien DNA is the only way to get my army combat ready.
Lex looks into the large chamber of test subjects in suspended animation.
Cut to Lana stands in loft, waiting for Clark to return.
Clark: Lana?
Lana: I'm leaving Lex.
Clark looks shocked at first, but almost immediately his shock turns to joy as he can't keep the smile from his face.
Clark: Lana, I know this is where I'm supposed to say I'm sorry, but I can't.
Lana: Clark, I came here to say goodbye. Lex is going to be very angry. It's too dangerous. I have to leave Smallville.
Clark: Lana, you don't have to worry about Lex. You don't have to be afraid. I can protect you from him. I can protect you from anything.
Lana: You can't this time. Clark, I'm sorry. Just know that I will always love you.
Lana walks down the steps as Clark looks after her. After a moment of indecision, he speeds down and around her.
Clark: Wait, Lana. I can't lose you again... not without telling you the truth about me.
Lana: Clark, I already know about your powers.
He hesitates again, the continues slowly. As he speaks, Lana's surprise is evident but she is calm as she takes it in.
Clark: There's more. I'm from another planet. It's called Krypton. It's light-years away, and my parents sent me here to save me. They sent me to Earth just before Krypton was destroyed.
Clark finishes, practically holding his breath waiting for her to respond.
Clark: Please say something.
Lana just smiles and walks to him, pulling him into a kiss.
Lana: You're still the same Clark Kent to me.
Clark: I guess there's no reason for you to go. We can be together now. You'd be safe.
Lana: You won't be.
Clark: There's not many things that can hurt me.
Lana: But you're not invincible. You have a weakness.
Lana walks away, her back to him.
Clark: How do you know that? Did someone tell you that? It was Lionel, wasn't it? Lana, you need to tell me everything you know.
Lana winces at Lionel's name, not wanting to lie to Clark anymore. After a moment, she continues.
Lana: Clark, Lionel thr*at to k*ll you if I didn't marry Lex.
Clark is shocked, and pulls Lana into his arms. Over her shoulder, Clark's face hardens into a mask of rage.
Cut to Lionel is riding the elevator to his office at Luthorcorp Headquarters, talking on the phone.
Lionel: [ On the phone ] Martha, I am calling to congratulate the newest United States Senator. I have no doubt that Capitol Hill will never be the same now that you are ...
The elevator door opens and Lionel can see Clark standing there, with m*rder intent on his face, and ends his call. Lionel tries to keep his voice calm as he speaks.
Lionel: Clark, what are you doing here?
As Clark starts to speak he grabs Lionel and throws him across the room where he lands heavily on the ground.
Clark: What I should have done a long time ago. You come into my life pretending to be some kind of guardian angel. You're exactly the opposite.
Lionel: No, Clark, you got it wrong, I swear.
Clark drags him off the ground and pins him against the wall.
Clark: Your words mean nothing to me!
Lionel: Clark, if Lana's spoken to you, I know what you must be thinking, but you've got to listen to me.
Clark: I've listened to you for too long!
Clark holds his hand around Lionel's throat, constricting Lionel's speech.
Lionel: Lex is tracking a wraith from the Phantom Zone. I had to force Lana to marry him. It was the only way she could get close to him to get the information I needed to help you.
Clark: No. I never asked for your help, and I never will.
Clark pulls his other fist, intent on putting it through Lionel's skull.
Lionel: You're not a m*rder. You're Kal-El.
Clark: Don't call me by that name.
Clark starts to swing, but Jonn Johns stops him.
Martian Manhunter: Stop. This man is on our side. He is an emissary of Jor-El.
Cut to Lex is sitting in the study, on the phone.
Bartlett: [ On the phone ] Subject en route and fully anesthetized.
Lex: [ On the phone ] Meet you at base.
Lana: Lex, we have to talk.
Lex: We most certainly do, but it will have to wait. I'll be back tonight.
Lana: I won't be. Lex, I can't live like this anymore.
Lex: Yeah, I don't blame you ... living a lie in a marriage you never wanted. It must take its toll after a while.
Lana: [ Coldly ] You're the expert ... setting up a nursery, an heirloom crib, the tears of joy in your eyes when you saw that ultrasound. What kind of a toll does that take, Lex?
Lex: What in God's name are you talking about?
Lana: I'm talking about the massive amounts of hormones that you injected into my veins to make me believe I was pregnant. What kind of a monster are you?
Lex: I don't know where you're getting your information from, Lana, but it's nothing but slander. You know I would never ...
Lana: Don't lie, Lex. It's too late for all that. This marriage is over.
Lex: Lana, I know I'm far from perfect... but you can't deny what we had between us.
Lana: Lex, all there is between us are lies on top of lies.
Lex: Lana, everything I've ever done ... it's because I love you.
Lana: You aren't capable of love, Lex. You never were.
Looking broken, Lex closes the doors to the study.
Lex: It's Clark, isn't it? You never could get over him... even if he is the greatest liar of them all.
Lana: Clark means more to me than you ever will.
At this Lex lashes out at her, striking her across the face with a vicious slap.
Lex: Lana.
Lana: That's the last time you'll ever touch me.
He steps into her path, leaning in very close to her and speaking in a whisper.
Lex: Do you really think I could just let you walk away?
Lana: What are you going to do, Lex... k*ll me? Because that's the only way you're gonna keep me in this mansion.
She gives him a final look and leaves the study.
Cut to Lionel is desperately trying to plead his case to Clark.
Lionel: I know. I know. The methods I have to use seem cruel, heartless, but the truth is, I am using them to protect you.
Clark: I don't understand. None of this makes any sense.
Lionel: It was when Lex was possessed with Zod. I became possessed with all your father's knowledge. I found myself writing, in Kryptonian, the symbol for power.
Martian Manhunter: It was a beacon ... the same beacon Jor-El used when he needed me.
Clark: You knew my father?
Martian Manhunter: I worked for Jor-El, bringing criminals to justice. When Krypton was on the verge of annihilation, he asked me to keep an eye out for you.
Clark: Where have you been all these years?
Martian Manhunter: Watching from a distance.
Lionel: Your father wanted you to pass the test without any help. He wasn't to interfere unless it was absolutely necessary.
Martian Manhunter: When you unleashed those phantoms, your life was at stake. I didn't have a choice.
Lionel: Like what happened at the docks in Seattle.
Clark: When that phantom infected my mind.
Martian Manhunter: That's right. Unfortunately, I've lost a step since then.
Clark: What happened?
Martian Manhunter: Nothing.
He opens his jacket and there is a gaping wound in his side.
Clark: That's not nothing.
Martian Manhunter: I had a run-in with the last phantom. I have to leave Earth's atmosphere to heal, but first I must complete the job I started.
Clark: I'll go after the phantom, I have the crystal that Raya gave me.
Martian Manhunter: I doubt that crystal will work.
Lionel: It's not an ordinary phantom, Clark. It's the product of a Kryptonian lab experiment. It's been destroying one human being after the other, desperately searching for the only host that will ensure its survival ... a Kryptonian body.
Clark: Where's the phantom?
Martian Manhunter: If you were to get infected, it could k*ll you.
Clark: People are being k*lled every day. If anyone's gonna stop this phantom, it's gonna be me.
Cut to Lois pulls up as close as she can get in her car to Reeves Dam, then checks her GPS position on her phone, looking confused.
Lois: Reeves Dam. I don't get it.
She gets out of her car and looks over the dam below, then sees a small maintenance door on the side of a hill into the inner complex, and smiles to herself.
Cut to At the Planet, Chloe and Clark are sitting with their computers back-to-back, both doing research.
Chloe: So, you said the symptoms were black eyes and a high fever, right?
Clark: That and a bad temper. Your hack worked. I'm into the QPP database.
Chloe: I'll start searching police records. Here we go. There was an 8-year-old boy admitted to a hospital 13 miles away from that cabin. Blackened corneas, high fever, expl*sive tendencies. And the doctors didn't know what was wrong with him.
Clark: What hospital is he at?
Chloe: St. Mary's, but that's not gonna get us anywhere because it says here the boy disappeared.
Clark types into his laptop and pulls up a police report.
Clark: I have the police report. A maintenance worker said he saw the boy being loaded in an unmarked helicopter. This has got to be Lex.
Chloe: So, Lex is tracking a wraith from the Phantom Zone, and Lionel Luthor is your new father figure? This is a lot of excitement for one day.
Chloe gets up from her chair.
Clark: Yeah, there's more. Lana's leaving him.
Chloe: That's a happy headline. Why didn't you say anything?
Clark: Chloe, I told Lana my secret. She knows everything. She knows that I'm... an alien.
Chloe: Wow. So, I guess we have a new charter member of the Clark Kent secret-keeping club. What did she say?
Clark: She kissed me.
Chloe tries to control her look of surprise and disappointment but it is unmistakable. She tries her best to sound upbeat for Clark revelation.
Chloe: That's fantastic. You've been wanting this forever. You just ... you must be on cloud 99.
Clark: I will be... as soon as I deal with this phantom.
Cut to Lois is wandering around the tunnels below Reeves Dam when a security guard steps out behind her.
Security Guard: What are you doing down here?
She smiles and launches into her cover story.
Lois: I'm an engineering major at Met U, and I'm doing a paper on hydroelectric power. The man on the phone said that ...
Security Guard: Go back the way you came and get out of here.
Too impatient to go the indirect route, she gets right to the point.
Lois: I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what's really going on at this dam.
[ The guard pulls out a p*stol.]
Security Guard: You're not a student. Come on. Let's go for a walk.
Lois: Okay, you got it. You're the guy with the g*n.
Lois starts walking back where she came, then lashes out at the guard, knocking the g*n from his hand.
Security Guard: Looks like we got ourselves a wild one.
Lois: Wait until you see my claws.
They struggle some more before the guard pulls out a huge hunting Kn*fe. Lois fights him off as best she can, but he works her into a corner and with a final thrust he plunges the Kn*fe into her abdomen. With a last burst of energy, she headbutts the guard and he reels backward, losing his feet and hitting his head on a pipe as he falls to the ground, unconscious. Lois looks down at her wound and sees the Kn*fe buried to the hilt in her abdomen. Her breathing frantic but shallow, she grabs the Kn*fe and pulls it out of her with a scream. Dropping the Kn*fe she wanders the tunnels, trying to find a way out. She grabs her phone and makes a call to Chloe.
Lois: Chloe...
Lois weaves around a corner but drops the phone and loses her balance, finally falling to the ground, unable to move any further.
Cut to Lana talks on her cell phone as she walks outside.
Lana: I'm through with you Luthors. I'm leaving Smallville.
Lionel is in his car, driving to meet with Lana.
Lionel: Lana, I'm minutes away. Just stay where ...
Lana: [ Speaking quickly ] I don't trust you. I don't trust anyone anymore.
Lionel: Lana, stay calm, please.
Lana: It's too late. Lex h*t me.
Lionel: All right, I'm here. I'm pulling up right now.
Lionel arrives and gets out of the car.
Lana: I'm getting out of here, and I'm never coming back. [ She hangs up the phone]
Lana's car alarm beeps and gets Lionel's attention. He sees Lana getting into her car.
Lionel: Lana!
As he runs toward her car, the car erupts in a huge expl*si*n, throwing him back and completely engulfing the car in flames.
Cut to Clark walks into the study of the mansion to find Lionel sitting quietly, sipping a drink.
Clark: Lex has the phantom. He used an unmarked helicopter to kidnap a boy from the same village in Quebec.
Clark notices the scrapes and scratches on Lionel's face and stops quickly.
Clark: What happened to you?
Lionel rises slowly, setting down his drink, and speaks slowly.
Lionel: Clark, I, uh... I don't know how to tell you this.
Clark: Tell me what?
Lionel: It's, uh... Lana. She's... she, uh...
Clark: She what?
Lionel: She's gone.
Clark: She's gone? What do you mean "gone"?
Lionel: She's d*ad, son.
Clark: No.
Lionel: It was a b*mb in her car.
Clark: I don't believe you.
Lionel: I was there, Clark. I saw it happen.
Clark looks lost, then breaks down. Lionel puts his hand on Clark's shoulder.
Lionel: I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
Clark: She was gonna leave him. He didn't let her leave. Where's Lex?
Lionel: Clark...
Clark: Tell me where Lex is.
Lionel: I can't let you do something you'll regret for the rest of your life.
Cut to Chloe has tracked Lois to Reeves Dam from her cell call and is wandering in the tunnels. She finds the unconscious guard lying next to a bloody Kn*fe and a pool of blood that didn't come from the guard. She rounds a couple of corners and finds Lois' phone, still open, and then finds Lois unconscious on the ground.
Chloe: No. Oh, God. Lois, you're gonna be all right, okay? I'm gonna get you out ... oh, my God.
She turns Lois' lifeless body over and sees the horrendous wound in her side and starts to break down in tears, yelling in vain at Lois.
Chloe: Oh, my God. Lois. Come on, Lois. You're a fighter. Come on. Come on, Lois. Come on. You're the strongest girl I know. Come on! Please! You can't die. I can't lose you. I love you too much. Please.
As she speaks, it's clear that Lois is not coming back. Chloe begins to cry, holding Lois to her. She stops yelling at Lois and sobs quietly, a tear falling from her eye and onto Lois. As it does, there is a white light that swirls around them both and when it recedes, Lois opens her eyes. She reaches down to her wound and finds that it has healed completely. She looks up to see Chloe slumped against the wall, unconscious.
Lois: Chloe? Chloe? Wake up. Honey, wake up.
Lois tries to wake her but Chloe has an ashen face, a deathly face, and does not stir.
Cut to Lex walks into the Ares nerve center.
33.1 Scientist: No discernable activity from the subject.
In a glass containment chamber, a young boy is strapped to a table, unconscious.
Lex: 24 hours are almost up. Let's move. Draw the blood.
The doctor presses a button and blood is drawn from the boy through a long tube to the outer chamber.
Lex: This better be it.
The scientist removes a vial of the blood and prepares a slide for the microscope.
33.1 Scientist: Yes, well, it looks perfectly normal. Let's hope it isn't.
Lex: "Hope" isn't a word in my vocabulary, doctor. I need results.
Lex: Do we have what we need?
He looks into the microscope, then back up at Lex.
33.1 Scientist: It looks like your fleet of fighters are about to get their jet fuel.
Inside the chamber, the boy opens his eyes, and burts from his restraints and through the glass into the outer chamber, attacking Bartlett and k*lling him instantly. Lex runs for the door but the scientist isn't as quick.
33.1 Scientist: Wait! Wait! Wait!
Lex closes the outer door as the scientist runs toward him, locking him inside. There is a series of crashes and screams from inside the room as Lex looks at the closed metal door. Inside the room, the boy pulls the d*ad doctor by the arm over to the door and uses his thumbprint on the security pad to open the door.
Outside the dam complex, Lionel's car pulls up. Inside, he is holding a lead box with a chunk of Kryptonite inside. The car stops close to an entrance to the complex, and Clark appears behind the car - he has been following Lionel hoping he would lead to Lex. Before Lionel can reach the door, Clark speeds past him, stopping at the door where Lionel sees him.
Lionel: Clark! Clark, wait!
Clark pauses, then continues inside.
Inside the corridors below the dam, Lex is running for the exit but before he can escape Clark speeds in, grabs him and pins him up against the wall.
Clark: [ Breathless, frantic with rage ] She was your wife, Lex.
Lex: Now is not the time to lecture me about my marriage, Clark.
Clark: Why did you do it? Just tell me.
Lex: Get your hands off me!
Clark: You afraid she was gonna bring you down, or was it just too humiliating for you that she was gonna leave you? Why'd you have to k*ll her? Why?
Lex: What are you talking about?
Clark: You already know. Lana is d*ad.
Lex looks genuinely shocked at this.
Lex: No.
Clark: No. You don't need to act so surprised. You're the one who k*lled her. You put a b*mb in her car. You're the one who k*lled her!
The boy appears at the end of a long corridor behind where Clark is holding Lex.
Lex: Get out of here. He'll k*ll us both.
Clark lets Lex go and he runs for the exit.
Wraith: He is right. At last... a Kryptonian.
The wraith frees itself from the boy and rushes at Clark. Clark holds up Raya's crystal, but when they collide, Clark is thrown back through several walls into a huge power generating chamber. Stunned, he struggles to get back to his feet. Before he can, someone is standing over him. Clark looks up to see a version of himself, in a guise reminiscent of Red-K Clark.
Bizarro: Thanks for sharing. I feel a lot better now.
Clark: What just happened?
Bizarro: I took a little piece of your DNA.
[ Bizarro Clark grabs Clark around the neck and holds him up ] And now I'm gonna take your life.
Bizarro hits Clark, sending him flying into the power generator, which explodes in a shower of sparks.
Outside the dam, Lex is leaving in his car, but before he can escape a group of police cars pull up. The officers advance on his car, g*n pulled.
Police Officer: Put your hands up.
Lex: My wife ... something's happened to her.
Police Officer: Hands up now.
Lex: You're making a mistake.
Police Officer: You're under arrest for the m*rder of Lana Luthor.
Inside the dam, Bizarro throws Clark across the chamber again, then follows after him, but Clark is gone. After a moment, Clark appears behind Bizarro and decks him, sending him flying into the outer walls of the complex. The collision causes massive reverberations throughout the complex as the entire infrastructure begins to collapse. In the corridors, Lois is trying to carry Chloe's still-lifeless body out, and this reverberation collapses part of the corridor around them, throwing her to the ground. Elsewhere, Lionel is trying to make his way into the complex. He runs into Bizarro and thinks it is Clark, and tries to help him up.
Lionel: Clark. Son, what is it?
Clark: That's not me. It's the phantom.
Bizarro: How do you like my new look?
Lionel takes out the Kryptonite and thrusts it at the Phantom's chest. He screams in apparent pain, and the Kryptonite glows with a bright white light.
Bizarro: Aah!
When the light subsides, the Phantom looks rejuvenated and triumphant.
Bizarro: Thanks. That's just what I needed.
He strikes out at Lionel, sending him flying against a wall and collapsing to the floor, unconscious.
Clark: What the hell are you?
Bizarro: I'm you, only a little more bizarre.
Again they rush at each other and this time when they collide, Clark is thrown so violently that he crashes through the outer wall of the dam and off into the distance. The Dam is gushing water from the huge hole that Clark has made, then a second hole erupts with water as the Phantom bursts out into the air, flying like Kal-El. As he flies towards the camera, his face changes, transforming into the haggard, ashen visage of Bizarro.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "06x22 - Phantom"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on September 27th, 2007
A boy and his dad are fly fishing in a river, upstream from Reeves Dam.
Boy: Dad, how long are we staying here? There's no fish.
Father: This is the best fishing spot on Earth. They'll come, okay. Just toss your line two more times.
Their dog, standing nearby, senses a rumble off in the distance before they hear it, as Reeves Dam breaks upstream.
In the tunnels near Reeves Dam, Lois is dragging Chloe through the water and rubble. Chloe still appears ashen white.
Lois: Hang on, Chlo. I'll get us out of here.
Outside the dam, Lex is sitting in a police cruiser whent the dam breaks and water completely engulfs the bridge he is on, plunging him and the police cruiser into the torrent.
Off in the forrest, Clark gets up and looks around for Bizarro, who is still in pursuit. Bizarro flies in and stands above Clark.
Clark: Those people. I have to get back to the dam.
Bizarro kicks Clark, who flies across the forrest floor and into a huge boulder, breaking it.
Bizarro: Hey, Clark. You ever wonder what would happen to all these humans if you weren't here to play savior? I know you do. You just never admit it.
Clark: You don't know anything about me.
Bizarro: No, Clark. I know everything about you. I didn't just borrow your DNA. I have all your memories, all your thoughts, every last twisted one of them. When I'm living your life, I won't make those same mistakes.
Bizarro advances on Clark, but when he steps into a shaft of sunlight, his face reverts to his cracked, broken visage and as he punches at Clark, Clark is easily able to stop him and when he punches back at Bizarro, Clark sends him flying off into the distance. Off in the distance, Clark hears the rush of water roaring through the forrest and hurries to head it off.
The father and son who are fishing hear the rumbling coming their way and after a moment, the wall of water breaks through the treeline and heads straight for them.
Boy: Dad?
Father: Run! C'mon son!
They start to run but the father trips and hits his head on a large rock, knocking him unconscious.
Boy: Dad! Dad! Wake up! Dad! Dad, wake up! Run! Dad!
Clark rushes to them and uses his heat vision and super speed to neutralize the rushing water, vaporizing it in an instant. Clark checks out the boy and his father, then super speeds away.
Boy: Whoa.
Back at the dam, Lex is trapped in the police cruiser, now at the bottom of the river, with just a small sliver of an air pocket left to breathe in. He struggles at the door, his hands still handcuffed, but he can't budge it. Once the water overtakes him, he looks out the window, waiting for the end. Instead, a short distance away he sees the angelic figure of a woman, swathed in a white cloth and surrounded by the glowing rays of sunlight. He looks up at her, and for a moment she looks back at him.
Out in the forrest, Bizarro has landed and been impaled on a section of a huge powerline tower. He wakes up suddenly when a truck pulls up to the base of the tower. Bizarro removes the piece of steel sticking through his abdomen and jumps down to meet the man coming to help him.
Man: Hey buddy, you alright?
Without warning, Bizarro uses his heat vision to set the man on f*re, k*lling him. After a moment, his face distorts again.
Back at the dam, Lois is still carrying Chloe through the tunnels and trying to find a way out. She stops at a door with a large window in it. She sets Chloe down and looks through the window to see dozens of bodies floating in the water beyond - these appear to be the bodies of Lex's 33.1 army candidates. Behind her, a little boy grasps her hand, startling her.
Boy: Help me, please.
Lois: Hey. It's okay.
They eye each other uneasily.
Elsewhere in the tunnels, Clark is running and calling out for Lionel.
Clark: Lionel!?!
He stops at the last place he saw Lionel, but he is nowhere to be found. Cut to outside the dam where Lionel is lying unconscious amongst the rocks and debris on the side of the river. A man wearing a black trench coat strides up and grasps Lionel, dragging him away.
Back in the tunnels, Lois now has Chloe and the boy to deal with, and still can't see a way out.
Lois: Help! Can anybody hear us?!
Boy: Is she d*ad?
Lois: No, honey. She's not d*ad. She's just... a little hurt. [ Lois pulls at some of the debris, trying to dig her way out, but it won't budge. ] Help! Help!
The debris around her suddenly collapses and light pours in as Lois sees it is Clark standing on the other side.
Lois: How did you do ...
Clark: The ceiling's unstable. We're lucky it caved in.
Lois: Oh, let's not wait to get lucky again.
Clark sees Chloe lying motionless.
Clark: Chloe? Chloe?
Back at the farm, Bizarro has found Clark's piece of Kryptonite in the lead box, and he uses this to heal himself, his wounds closing up as he presses the Kryptonite to his skin.
Out on the river, Lex wakes up on the riverbank, with the same woman standing over him. She looks down at him, and after a moment, she flies into the sky as Lex can only watch.
Chloe is being brought into the Emergency room and prepped by a doctor and several nurses.
Doctor: Unit of O-neg, run a cross and type match. Start an arterial line. Inflate gases. Prep for a chest tube now, stat.
Nurse: Chest tube, let's go, let's go.
Out in the hallway, Lois is pacing.
Clark: Lois. You want to tell me what happened out there?
Lois: It's gonna sound insane. I don't know, Clark. Maybe I was unconscious and dreaming.
Clark: Maybe you weren't.
Lois: The last thing I remember, I was pulling an eight-inch Kn*fe out of my gut, and there was blood everywhere. I dialed Chloe, and I had this... this chill, and my hands started to tingle, and then I must have passed out.
Clark: So someone s*ab you?
Lois: A guard ... right here. [ She pulls up her shirt to reveal her unmarked stomach. ] I know. But there was this warm light all around me. And when I woke up, the wound was healed and Chloe was lying a few feet away, unconscious.
Clark: You said that Lex may have been doing some experiments down there.
Lois: When I was out, maybe one of his men did something to me... and Chloe. That's it. I can't just stand around here waiting.
Clark: Where are you going?
Lois: I'm going to see what Lex did to her.
Clark: Lex? Lex is dangerous.
Lois: I am not stupid, Smallville, okay? I know that he's not just gonna cough up all his deep, dark secrets. But you heard the doctors. None of Chloe's vitals were normal. If someone at the mansion knows what happened, I will take my chances with Dr. Evil. Maybe Lana can help me do some digging.
Clark: Lois, um... [ Sighs ] ...there's something you should know.
Lois: If this is another heart-to-heart about Lana, I don't mean to be insensitive, but Chloe is fighting for her life, and I am barely keeping it together, so one more ounce of emotion ... I might just lose it. So make yourself useful for once. Just stay here and make sure nothing happens to my cuz, okay?
Lex is sitting at his desk, calmly thinking.
Woman: Mr. Luthor, the helicopter's waiting. We should have you out of U.S. jurisdiction in two hours.
Lex: I was d*ad. And there was this light. And an angel. Why would she save me... after all I've done?
Woman: [ To two security men ] Lock down the perimeter. Secure the stairwell. The only thing getting in or out of here is that chopper. Sir, you're wanted for your wife's m*rder. We need you to hurry.
Lex: Her soft skin... and her hair... that half-awake smile when she saw me come in like... she didn't know if she was still in a dream. She was the only thing I was living for.
Woman: I'm sorry for your loss, sir. But right now we need to get you airborne. Police will be here any minute.
Lex: I'm well aware of that. I'm turning myself in.
Lois waltzes into Lex's study.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Okay.
When she turns to close the double-doors behind her, then turns back towards the desk, Bizarro is standing there.
Lois: Whoa! Smallville, you scared me.
Bizarro: Where have you been hiding?
Bizarro is leering at Lois as she speaks.
Lois: Uh, maybe where I told you I'd be. Although I got zilch. Lex's men must have cleared everything out before the cops came.
She turns around to see him still gawking at her.
Lois: Hey! Hey. Why aren't you watching Chloe?
He advances on her, getting very close.
Bizarro: Man, how can a guy miss what's been right in front of him all this time?
He eases around her, coming up from behind until he is whispering right into her ear.
Lois: Slow down there, tiger. A little personal-space breach.
Bizarro: Come on, I know you're looking for a guy who doesn't play by the rules.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] And on what planet is that you, Smallville?
Bizarro: Whatever planet you want me to take you to.
He reaches down and grabs her rear-end, as she jumps in surprise.
Lois: Whoa, hey!
She turns and slaps him hard across the face, but he never loses his determined grin. After a moment, he smiles and walks toward the door.
Bizarro: Maybe next time.
Doctor: Where's my 1 mil of epinephrine?
Nurse: I'm on it. [ Monitor beeping ] It's in. [ After a moment ] She's not responding.
Doctor: Check that monitor. Those readings aren't possible.
The monitor beeps rapidly, then flatlines.
Doctor: We've got atrial fibrillation. Charge the defib. I need 200 joules. Come on, Chloe. Pump it up.
Doctor: New charge. Clear. Come on, Chloe. Stay with me. Clear.
The doctor shocks Chloe several times but she does not respond. After a moment, it's clear that Chloe is gone.
Doctor: Time of death 13:48.
In the morgue, Chloe is in a drawer when her eyes open. She is startled and disoriented, and looks around in a panic before she starts yelling.
Chloe: Help! Help! Somebody help me!
Out in the hospital hallway, Clark sees the doctor coming, looking for Lois and knows it doesn't look good.
Clark: No.
Doctor: Where's Miss Lane?
Clark: She just left. Chloe's gonna be okay, isn't she?
Doctor: I'm sorry, son, I can't share any information with you until we've notified Miss Sullivan's immediate family.
Clark recoils at this and heads for the room where Chloe was being worked on.
Clark: No. No.
Female doctor: That's a restricted area.
Male doctor: Get him out.
Nurse: You can't be in here.
Clark bursts into the room to find the medical team working on someone else.
Clark: Where's Chloe Sullivan?
Nurse: She didn't make it. I'm sorry.
Clark recoils again, stumbling backwards into the hallway. His sense are overloaded as his emotions swell, drowning in the sights and sounds of the hospital ward. In the mix of sounds, he can hear Chloe's calls for help and this focuses his attention.
Chloe: Clark! Somebody help me! Help!
He speeds off to the morgue and rips the door off of the morgue drawer and pulls the drawer out with Chloe on it. She is disoriented and in a state of panic.
Clark: It's okay. It's okay.
Chloe: What hap...? [ She looks around ] Am I in a morgue?
Clark: Come on, let's get you out ...
Chloe: [ Loudly ] Why am I in a morgue?!?
Clark: You're alive. That's what matters now.
It dawns on her what has happened.
Chloe: But I wasn't alive, was I? [ She remembers what happened to Lois ] Lois.
Clark: Lois is fine. I'm guessing you know that better than anyone.
Chloe: Turn around.
Clark: She showed me her s*ab wound, the one that didn't leave a scratch.
Chloe: I thought I had the market on resurrections today.
Clark: Lois said that one of Lex's guys may have done something to you when you were out. You want to tell me what really happened?
Chloe: Clark, as much as I would love to contribute to Lois' divine-intervention story, I was a little busy being unconscious.
Clark: Chloe, c'mon...
Chloe: Clark, I don't have time for 20 questions right now. I gotta get out of here.
Clark: You just died and came back to life. Don't you think you should have your blood pressure taken?
Chloe: And get turned into some sort of lab rat? From one guinea pig to another, I think I'll pass.
Chloe sees a chart on the table with her name on it - it is her death certificate. She yanks it off the chart, then pulls off the autopsy request below it. Beneath that, she finds another death certificate - for Lana Lang. She looks at this in shock, then back at Clark.
In a jail cell, Lex's lawyer stands holding a mini-recorder with Lex's last conversation with Lana.
Lana: [ On audio tape ] Clark means more to me than you ever will. [ Slap ] [ Gasps ] That's the last time you'll ever touch me.
Lex: [ On audio tape ] Do you really think I could just let you walk away?
Lana: [ On audio tape ] What are you going to do, Lex? k*ll me?
Keating: [ He stops the tape ] With evidence like that, I doubt we'd be able to get you bail.
Lex: I'm not worried about me. I want an update on the recovery efforts at the dam, and more specifically I need to know the status of model 503.
Keating: Most of the compromised units have been recovered, but we're still looking for 503.
Lex: My father?
Keating: Still unaccounted for. Sir, we have to find you an alibi.
Lex: I wasn't miraculously saved to run away from my demons, Keating. I was brought back to face them.
Bizarro shows up at the jail cell, rips off the door and walks in.
Bizarro: Be careful what you wish for. I looked for you at the mansion.
Bizarro walks up to Keating and sticks his hand into the man's abdomen, then rips out some internal organs and tosses them aside, as the man falls lifeless at his feet.
Lex: The phantom. You took Clark's body.
Bizarro: Just a few cells. Clark's still alive. He's out there. And you will help me k*ll him. I need meteor rocks ... a lot of them.
Lex: I'd never help you k*ll Clark.
Bizarro: Lex, redemption doesn't suit you. Why protect a Clark Kent who hates you, when you can help the one who wants to be your ally? It's what you've always wanted. Isn't it, Lex?
Chloe is sitting in her apartment, crying as she watches videos of her and Lana on her laptop.
Lana: Chloe, put down the camera and look at the...
Chloe: [ On video ] Whoa!
Lana: [ On video ] Chloe, the Empire State Building is just around the corner...
Chloe: [ On video ] Ooh, ooh, let's follow him, Mr. Buns of Steel. [ Laughing ]
Lana: [ On video ] Chloe, he's watching you now.
Chloe: [ On video ] Whoa! [ Laughing ]
Lana: [ On video ] Next time, we are taking a taxi... [ more laughing ]
Clark: Chloe?
Chloe: Hey. [ Sobbing ] Oh, it's really hard to concentrate when Lana was here one minute and now she's just... I'm so sorry, Clark.
She gets up and puts her arms around Clark and for a moment they just hold each other.
Clark: There's a lot more people that could get hurt right now.
Chloe: Yeah. [ Collecting herself ] Denial should be our friend right now. Okay, so, this phantom-Clark thing was inhabiting humans. But when he touched you, it just replicated. Why?
Clark: The phantom needed a Kryptonian body in order to replicate to become whole again. Chloe, I don't know how to stop him. It's not like I can just fly after him.
Chloe: This guy can fly? God, Clark. You gotta get on that one. Well, where's our Bizarro Clark now?
Clark: I don't know. But, Chloe, before I h*t him, his face distorted, almost like he was hurt.
Chloe: Which is why he pushed pause on his one-man mission to k*ll you. But... why would your doppelganger weaken if you didn't?
Clark: It's like everything affects him the opposite. When Lionel held the meteor rock to him, it almost made him stronger.
Chloe: So maybe he went to find more meteor rocks so he could recharge and finish the job he started.
Clark: You know, Oliver's been tracking all of Lex's meteor shipments for his 33.1 experiments.
Chloe: Yeah, and it says here in these records that there were several containers transferred to Reeves Dam just a couple weeks ago. Clark, if he gets there before you do, there's no way you can go up against him alone. I mean, how are you gonna take this guy down?
Clark: I don't know, Chloe. But there is someone who might.
Clark stands in the loft with the Martian Manhunter.
Clark: When you left here, you were hurt pretty badly. How did you heal so fast?
Martian Manhunter: I just had to leave the Earth's atmosphere. But in my absence, it appeared you did exactly what you were always trying to prevent.
Clark: I unleashed a carbon copy of myself... only without my ...
Martian Manhunter: Humanity.
Clark: What was I supposed to do, let him k*ll every host he inhabited?
Martian Manhunter: That is one of the hardest trials you will face, Kal-El. While your humanity is your greatest strength, it is also your greatest vulnerability.
Clark: Well, it's part of who I am. And it's who I want to be. I'm proud that I was raised to care about people, and I am not gonna apologize for it anymore.
Martian Manhunter: I know. But this creature was discarded at birth as a poor imitation. He was shown no compassion, no conscience. Therefore, he has none. He knows only one thing ... survival.
Clark: How do I stop someone who has all my powers and none of my weaknesses?
Martian Manhunter: By opening your eyes to what you take for granted every day. Your faith in humans is not the only thing that gives you strength.
Clark: The yellow sun. That's why his face distorted when he got into the light.
Martian Manhunter: That may be the only way to defeat him. I can help, but it is your battle.
Lex is leading Bizarro into a section of the underground laboratory complex.
Lex: The section of the dam where the meteor rock is stored shouldn't have been compromised. The meteor rocks are in there.
He points towards a door, then as Bizarro walks towards it, Lex picks up a rather nasty looking r*fle, pointing it at Bizarro
Lex: I may have tracked you around the globe, but clearly you're not a native. Where are you from, and why did you only replicate Clark?
Bizarro: Now you got a decision to make, Lex. What's more important ... destroying me or solving the mystery of Clark Kent?
Bizarro speeds around Lex and grabs the g*n, then shoves Lex across the room where he falls heavily into some metal piping.
Bizarro: Wrong decision.
Bizarro rips the door off of the room, which is filled to capacity with Kryptonite, just as Clark speeds in behind him. As he walks into the small room, Bizarro starts to absorb the Kryptonite, finally turning all of the rocks to a neutral white color. He steps out of the room to face Clark.
Bizarro: You had the existence I could only dream of, every pleasure at your disposal, and you wasted it. You don't deserve this life, Clark. But I do.
Clark looks at him uneasily, then rushes at him with a huge round-house punch. Before he can land it, Bizarro puts two fists into Clark's chest, sending him flying backwards and crashing through a pillar on the other side of the room. Clark is hurt and unconscious, but the broken pillar allows the sunlight to come in from the outside, surrounding him. Seeing this Bizarro leaves him. After a moment, Clark stirs and as he steps into the sunlight, his wounds heal and his strength returns.
Clark: Hey! [ Bizarro stops and smiles, then turns around slowly ] Is that all you got?
Bizarro: You're no match for my strength.
Bizarro swings and connects with Clark, but Clark is unphased by the punch and turns right back around to face him. Then Clark gathers his own strength and upper-cuts Bizarro with a tremendous punch, sending him flying out of the building and up into the sky. As he climbs into the atmosphere, Bizarro seems to come apart, revealing the greenish glow of Kryptonite at his core. A red streak flies across the sky - the Martian Manhunter grabs him and escorts him out into space and beyond. Back on the ground, Clark smiles to himself.
Clark is sitting in his living room, listening to a small radio and looking sullen.
Radio news reporter: [ On the radio ] The fairy-tale marriage of Lana Lang to Lex Luthor ended in tragedy. Sources say the billionaire is the prime suspect in the expl*si*n that cut short such a vibrant young life...
Chloe walks into the house.
Chloe: Clark?
Radio news reporter: Police say Lang's vehicle exploded upon ignition in what was believed to be a car b*mb behind a local coffeehouse. According to wire services, a funeral date has yet to be set. Although no witnesses have come forward, Lex Luthor was apprehended near Reeves Dam, which was the source of the recent flooding... Lionel Luthor is unaccounted for...
Chloe: I know you wanted to be alone, but... I thought I'd come by and see if I could get more than two words out of you.
Clark: Thanks, Chloe. I think I'll take a rain check.
Chloe: Yeah, well, I guess you deserve a little bit of peace and quiet after sending the evil bobbsey twin to the sunny side of Mars.
Clark: Who's to say he's any more evil than I am?
Chloe: [ Scoffs ] Unless you have a second secret identity that I don't know about, I...
Clark: Chloe, when I heard about Lana, I went to find Lex. And I wasn't gonna let him leave there alive. The irony is I think it was the first time I ever really understood Lex. Loving someone is hard. It's difficult. But hate ... hate is so... clean.
Chloe: Maybe you need to feel this right now. I mean, anger is a natural human emotion.
Clark: Well, that's just it. 'Cause when that phantom was trying to k*ll me and I was staring into my own eyes, I saw the monster that I could become if I wanted to. It was a reminder that I am not human.
Chloe: Tell that to every person you've ever saved. Clark, whether you want to see it or not, you're one of us now. And the fact that you're from a galaxy far, far away just... adds character. And you know I'm here, no matter what side of nature or nurture happens to be winning out.
Clark: It goes both ways, Chloe. Whatever happened in that dam, you ended up in a morgue.
Chloe: Yeah, it was nothing.
Clark: I'm just saying that when you're ready ...
Chloe: Thanks.
Lois walks into the house.
Lois: Clark, there you are. I forgive you.
Clark: For what?
Lois: Don't make me relive it - it was traumatizing enough the first time around. And by the way, you've got some explaining to do there, Missy.
Clark: Lois, I'm sorry.
Lois: I know you are. And I know you didn't mean it. You were just in shock. I heard about Lana on the news. [ She hugs him tenderly ] Clark, I'm so sorry. Look, all I can say is... at first you don't know how you'll ever make it through, but somehow you do. Just trust me on this one. But if you ever grab my ass again, I will be taking your head with me when I go. Okay?
Clark looks at Chloe, who can only chuckle.
In the loft, later that evening.
Martian Manhunter: Your father would be proud. He did everything he could to prepare you. But bravery is not something you can learn.
Clark: How much bravery does it take when you're getting pummeled?
Martian Manhunter: Kal-El... you could have ignored all the phantoms that escaped the Phantom Zone, but you chose to take responsibility and stop them, even one more powerful than you.
Clark: In a weird way, he may have been right. Maybe I have allowed myself to become weak, caring too much about everything, everyone here.
Martian Manhunter: You've learned a lot from your time in Smallville. These people have made you who you are.
Clark: They won't always be here. Losing Lana has made me realize no matter how close I get, someday they'll all be gone. And all the time that I've spent ignoring my destiny, trying to be something I'll never be... human.
Back in her apartment, Chloe flicks a lighter and sets her death certificate on f*re, tossing it into the sink as it burns.
Lex walks down the hallway of a jail, a guard at his side. He's put into a cell and sits down on the small bed, staring idly ahead. He takes a small picture of him and Lana out of his pocket.
The scene shifts to Shanghai, China. The camera pans across a huge courtyard of people, then zooms in on one in particular - it is Lana Lang, striding confidently in a blonde wig. She gets back to her apartment and pulls off the wig and looks around her apartment. She walks to the window and looks up at the moon in the sky.
The scene shifts again to the same view of the moon from the other side of the world, as Clark stares out of the loft.
Another shift, to the top of the water tower in Smallville, where the young woman that saved Lex - Kara - is sitting. She takes a silver bracelet out of a small bag and puts it on her wrist. She stands, looks out across the town, then takes off in flight, swinging back around and flying towards the camera.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x01 - Bizarro"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 4, 2007
Clark and Lois and wandering through the woods near Reeve Dam.
Clark: Lois, you've had a near-death experience. You should be resting. What are we doing out here?
Lois: I'm going to find out what Lex is up to. Clark, you, on the other hand, are not required to attend. After what happened to Lana, why don't you take up Chloe's offer and hang out with her at the Talon?
Clark: It's dangerous out here. And it seems that keeping you out of trouble has become a bad habit of mine. Besides, it gives me a good opportunity to say goodbye.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] You can't break up with me, Clark. We're not even a couple.
Clark: Lois, I'm leaving Smallville... after Lana's funeral.
Lois: Wow, didn't see that coming. Where are you running away to?
Clark: Up North. There's something I need to do.
Lois: Well, what about the farm? You can't just let the corn die on the vine.
Clark: My neighbor Ben Hubbard ... he's gonna run things for a while. [ She sighs ] What's wrong, Lois? I thought you'd be happy to get rid of me.
Lois: Are you kidding? Who am I gonna pick on?
Clark: I'm sure you'll find someone. Now, which direction did you enter the dam from?
Lois: Southeast. Follow me.
They start walking again and Lois sees a huge object, partially concealed under brush. She strips away the brush to find a spaceship, with Kryptonian symbols on the side, which she takes a picture of with her cell phone camera.
Lois: What is that? Holy crap, this is amazing. [ Grunts ] Check this out, Clark. Oh, my God. What do you think it is?
Clark: Lois, it's probably just some sort of experimental airplane.
Lois: Then why aren't there any windows? And those symbols ... they aren't like any airline logos I've ever seen. If you ask me, we're looking at a real live spaceship.
Clark: Come on, Lois. You and I both know that they don't really exist.
Lois: And based on this algae, it looks like it's been underwater for a while.
All of a sudden, a figure flies in and knocks Lois off of the ship and to the ground, unconscious. The figure is Kara, who stops and eyes Clark warily. She holds out Lois' cell phone and crushes it in her hand.
Kara: That's what happens when you touch my stuff.
Kara flies into Clark, sending him flying, skidding across the forest floor. When he comes to a stop, Kara is there, hovering in the air above him.
Kara: Go get your girlfriend... and don't ever come back.
Kara flies up into the upper atmosphere, looking down over the Earth. She looks at a crystal in her hand with the Superman 'S' logo on it. It flashes with the image of a baby boy. She looks again across the Earth, then flies back down.
Clark and Lois walk into Chloe's apartment. Chloe has been looking at a file marked Confidential with patient files from Belle Reve in it. She quickly closes the file as they walk in.
Clark: [ Door opens ] I'm serious. You need to go to the hospital.
Lois: What? For this little bump? My head has been bonked a lot harder than that. Where's my laptop?
Chloe: What happened to you guys?
Lois: You are gonna want to lock me in the loony bin when I tell you this, but Clark and I just saw a spaceship.
Clark: Lois' imagination has finally kicked into overdrive. It was probably just some sort of styrofoam prop for a school play.
Chloe: Right. That makes sense, actually.
Lois: Okay, but the world I live in ... school props don't knock people unconscious. I'm thinking maybe a force field.
Clark: How many times do I have to tell you, Lois? You slipped in the mud and h*t your head on a rock. I helped you to your feet. Why do you think I've got mud all over me?
Lois: I know what I saw, Smallville, and once I change, I'm going straight to the Inquisitor. My editor is gonna flip.
Lois walks away, looking for her laptop. Chloe whispers to Clark.
Chloe: Tell me she's just seeing things.
Clark: It's what she didn't see, Chloe ... a Kryptonian girl with blond hair and a bad attitude. She moved so fast that Lois didn't even know what h*t her.
Chloe: A Kryptonian att*cked Lois?
Clark: Yeah, right before she came after me. Chloe, not only is she as strong as I am... she can fly.
Chloe: Whoa. Sounds like we got ourselves a true-blue supergirl.
Clark: Well, define super. Nearly every Kryptonian that I've come across has turned into a cold-blooded k*ller.
Chloe: Yeah. What is it with you people? Are you the only half-decent member of your Kryptonian race?
Clark: Listen, I got to go back to the dam. If you can ... [ Lois walks back into the room and she's taking some pills ] Wow, a lot of painkillers for someone who's not feeling any pain.
Lois: It's just a little headache. By the time I get back to the Inquisitor, I'll be good as gold.
Clark: You've lost consciousness. You could very well have a concussion.
Lois: Well, I'll let you know if I'm seeing double when I'm typing my story.
Chloe: You know what, Lois, no. I'm sorry. But after everything we've just been through together, I'm not letting you put yourself in danger. I'm taking youto the hospital.
Lois: [ Sighs, reluctant ] All right.
Chloe: Okay.
Lois: But 10 minutes, and then I'm gone. I don't have time to sit around all day waiting...
Lex is sitting in his jail cell at the Kansas State Penitentiary in an orange jumpsuit when his lawyer walks in, smiling.
Cell door opens
Lex: Well, I'm glad someone has something to smile about.
Attorney: Well, this smile means that you've been cleared of all charges. You're a free man, Mr. Luthor.
Lex: On what grounds?
Attorney: They caught the k*ller. A disgruntled employee from your tunnel-construction crew claimed he got cancer from the chemicals down there.
Lex: He blew up my wife to get back at me?
Attorney: That's what he said in his confession. Come on. Let's get out of this cage. I'll buy you a big, juicy porterhouse.
Lex: He didn't do it.
Attorney: Lex, they found his fingerprints at the scene. He confessed to the crime.
Lex: I don't care what kind of evidence there is. The man did not m*rder my wife.
Attorney: As your attorney ...
Lex: As my attorney, I want you to set up a meeting with this disgruntled employee. I want to hear it from him.
Attorney: What's the point?
Lex: I'm not sure Lana's d*ad.
Clark returns to the place where they found the spaceship. A forensics team is going over the scene, but the spaceship is gone. Instead, there are 2 d*ad park rangers' bodies lying on the ground.
Police Officer: Move along, sir. This is a crime scene.
Chloe is down near the printing presses at the Daily Planet when she sees Lex standing there, waiting for her.
Chloe: Lex, I thought you'd be sharpening your shiv behind bars by now.
Lex: Someone else confessed.
Chloe: Once again, a Luthor snake manages to slither away from the grip of justice. How much did you have to pay this poor guy?
Lex: I didn't pay him anything. Apparently, my father did before he disappeared. The man who confessed happens to be dying of cancer. He wanted his family taken care of.
Chloe: It doesn't matter what legal sleight of hand you pulled this time, Lex ... it's not bringing Lana back.
Lex: What if she isn't d*ad, Chloe?
Chloe: Lex, you're already free. You don't need to keep coming up with more convoluted conspiracy theories.
Lex: As you probably know, before Lana "died," she managed to steal highly classified research from me.
Chloe: Lana's remains have all been positively I.D.'d down to every last strand of DNA.
He steps very close to her, then grabs her arm, but gently.
Lex: I'm well aware of the DNA evidence. Look, Chloe, you're Lana's best friend. If she told anyone about her plan, it would be you. Tell me, Chloe. Tell me everything you know.
Chloe: Here's everything I know, Lex. You need some serious psychiatry.
Clark finds Chloe in the copy room at the Planet.
Clark: Hey, are you all right?
Chloe: Uh, yeah, I'm fine. But your little Kryptonian gal pal's been showing up all over Lowell County. Have you seen her since she went all space-shuttle?
Clark: No, but I found her victims ... two d*ad park rangers right where her ship used to be. I need to find her before she hurts someone else.
Chloe: Well, I-I think she's still grounded, considering these 911 calls coming in. Three different pre-schools called and reported some blond woman storming in, scaring the children.
Clark: Where was she last seen?
On a playground at a pre-school, a group of kids is playing. Kara walks up and picks one of them up, raising him up to eye level.
Boy: Can't catch me![ Giggles ]
Kara: What's your name? It's okay. I won't hurt you.
Cody: Cody.
Kara: [ She sighs, and puts Cody down, then picks up another little boy. ] What about you? What's your name?
Clark swoops in and grabs the boy, setting him down gently.
Clark: Whatever you're doing, it stops now.
Kara: You again. You following me?
Clark grabs her and rushes far away from the school, then stops.
Kara: Humans can't move that fast. Who are you?
Clark: Doesn't matter. I'm not gonna let you k*ll one more person.
Kara: I haven't k*lled anyone ... at least not yet. But you're starting to tempt me.
She turns and starts to fly away but Clark grabs her ankle, then throws her to the ground heavily, and stands over her. He sees a Kryptonian symbol on her bracelet.
Clark: You want to tell me what you're doing on Earth? [ He offers her his hand to get up ] You can trust me.
Kara: Looking for a small boy. I've searched everywhere with no luck.
Clark: This boy have a name?
Kara: Kal-El.
Lois is visiting Chloe at the Planet.
Chloe: Lois, a story about a spaceship is not gonna send your career into the stratosphere. It'll embarrass you.
Lois: It's the truth, Chloe. I saw it with my own eyes.
Chloe: Lois, you don't know what you saw. Besides, I'm still trying to resuscitate my credibility after writing about the Smallville believe-it-or-not set.
Lois: We are talking about an alien invasion. Two men are d*ad. You know, if you were there, you'd be clacking away on the keyboard as we speak.
Chloe: Not now. The Daily Planet just hired a new editor wonder boy from the Star City Post. And spaceships are not the stuff of good first impressions.
The new editor, Gabriel Grant, overhears this part of their conversation and stops at Chloe's desk.
Gabriel Grant: Did I hear someonesay spaceship?
Lois: Didn't anyone teach you that eavesdropping is rude?
Gabriel Grant: [ To Lois ] Eavesdropping is my livelihood. Grant Gabriel ... your new editor.
Chloe: Actually, she doesn't work here. I do. I'm Chloe ...
Gabriel Grant: [ To Chloe, curtly cutting her off ] Anne Sullivan, former editor of the Smallville High Torch, taking Met U. journalism classes by night while writing filler stories sandwiched between sofa ads by day. Tell me about your close encounter.
Lois: Can't share a trade secret. I work for your rival, The Inquisitor.
Gabriel Grant: Our rival? This is the Daily Planet, read in virtually ever country across the globe. We have no rival.
Chloe: That's true. Besides, the Planet wouldn't publish a story like that anyway.
Gabriel Grant: See, that's the kind of old-guard thinking that's putting newspapers in the crapper all around this country.
Chloe can't believe what she's hearing.
Chloe: Since when is truth in journalism old guard?
Gabriel Grant: Well, she says it's true. I believe her. I'll tell you what. You deliver me your spaceship story, a story that will sell papers, and you've got yourself a job here.
Lois: Are you serious?
Gabriel starts to walk away, and speaks as he's leaving the room.
Gabriel Grant: Do I sound like I'm joking?
Kara and Clark walk into his house.
Kara: You can't be Kal-El. He's a sweet, chubby baby who laughed when you tickled his feet.
Clark: You knew me on Krypton?
Kara: Yeah. I used to watch over you. I don't understand. I mean, I left the planet right after you. We were on the same trajectory.
Clark: Your ship ... it seemed to be underwater for a long time. You must have crash-landed during the meteor shower into the reservoir. When the dam broke, it finally brought you to the surface.
Kara: How long was I in suspended animation?
Clark: 18 years.
Kara: My embedded learning programs covered a lot of scenarios, but this clearly wasn't one of them.
Clark: Kara, why are you searching for me?
Kara: [ Sighs ] My father, Zor-El, told me to find you. That was my mission.
Clark: Zor-El?
Kara: Zor-El and Jor-El are brothers.
Clark: Then that makes us... cousins. Jor-El never mentioned your dad.
Kara: He and his brother never talked.
Clark: Why?
Kara: The House of El has a lot of family secrets that nobody ever discussed. As humans would say, we were... dysfunctional. Look, I'm sure you have a lot of questions, but right now we need to find my ship. I'd do it myself, but those green rocks ... they keep weakening me.
Clark: Yeah, trust me ... you want to stay away from them. If you're around them too long, they can k*ll you.
Kara: [ Shocked ] k*ll me? Zor-El told me that the yellow sun would give me abilities beyond my wildest dreams, but he definitely never mentioned any fatal weaknesses.
Clark: It's because he didn't know. The green rocks, they're called Kryptonite ... radioactive pieces of our home world.
Kara: How did pieces of Krypton travel 23 galaxies?
Clark: You don't know what happened after you left.
Kara: Well, I know we were in the midst of a global civil w*r led by General Zod. Zor-El told me that Krypton's salvation was on Earth and that you and I were the key. I hope we're not too late.
Clark: Kara, Krypton is gone.
Kara: What do you mean, "gone"?
Clark: It exploded. You and I are the only survivors.
Kara: No. Planets don't just explode, Kal-El.
Clark: Ours did. I'm sorry.
Kara: No. This yellow sun has fried your brain cells. Come on. Help me find my ship. We can hide it here on your farm.
Clark: Your ship's missing.
Kara: If it's missing, then humans took it. Kal-El, if anyone but me tries to open that ship, it will activate the self-destruct sequence.
Clark: Define self-destruct.
Kara: I think you call it something like a... nuclear expl*si*n.
In a government facility, Kara's ship is being examined by a group of scientists. One government official walks in, calling the sh*ts.
Government official: There was no sign of alien life near that site ... none whatsoever. Open it.
A series of electronic scans work their way over the ship, finally settling on the symbols. These light up and the ship starts to open up.
Female scientist: Surface temperature rising steadily.
Government official: Begin extraction protocol. Prepare to evacuate now. We don't have a lot of time, people.
Lois finds Gabriel in his office, putting on a tuxedo for some event.
Gabriel Grant: [ Knock on door ] Lane, I had a feeling you worked fast, but I didn't know you were a lightning bolt. You got pages for me?
Lois: Actually, I need to talk to you about that.
Gabriel Grant: I'm not interested in talk. I want to read.
Lois: Look, Chloe Sullivan should write this story. She's already on your staff. And let's face it, she can write circles around me.
Gabriel Grant: I know she's family, Lane, but Chloe Sullivan's lost her mojo. Now she's just another run-of-the-mill hack giving herself carpal tunnel covering city hall and Fourth-of-July parades.
Lois: Look, my cousin's feelings mean a lot more to me than some stupid article.
Gabriel Grant: Your cousin's feelings? How sweet. Let me tell you something, Lane. Newspapers don't have feelings. They have stories, and stories are what pay the bills around here. You think I'm being honored by the Publishers Guild tonight because I'm Mahatma Gandhi, because I give a damn about feelings? No. I break stories any way, any how.
Lois: Well, you're gonna have to break this one with someone else.
Gabriel Grant: This isn't about your cousin. This so-called flying-saucer story ... it's all smoke and mirrors. You're using some high moral ground to bailout of a sinking ship.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] This ship is far from sunk, bow tie. I happen to have a contact in the Air Force who supplied me with these. They're satellite photos showing a caravan of trucks driving from the dam to a grain silo in Granville. Does that look like smoke and mirrors to you?
Gabriel Grant: No. It looks like passion, and it's what separates you from the rest of the pack. This is the fork in your road, Lane. In a dozen years, you'll either be Lois Lane, star reporter whose name is synonymous with the Daily Planet, or Lois fill-in-the-blank, married to an insurance adjuster in the sticks with four kids and 40 extra pounds. You won't be able to look in a newspaper because it will always remind you of what could have been. Which road sounds better to you?
Lex: What do you have for me?
Assistant: We applied voice-recognition software and, using our satellites, cast a net over every landline and cellphone on the globe.
Lex: I don't care how wide your net is. If you don't find Lana, it's not worth the string it's made of.
Assistant: We have a match sir. She's in Asia.
Lex: Where?
Assistant: China. Our GPS puts her just a few miles from central Shanghai.
Lex: Prepare the jet for takeoff.
Assistant: Yes, sir.
The elevator in the basement of the Planet dings, but before the doors can even open Kara forces them open, breaking them in the process.
Clark: Those doors would have opened if you'd have just waited.
Kara: We don't have time to wait for ancient technology. Between the two of us, we can cover more ground. Of course, it would help if you could defy gravity. Explain to me again why you can't fly.
Clark: I'm not sure.
Kara: [ Smirking ] I guess the humans are right, Kal-El. Girls do mature faster than boys.
Clark: [ Annoyed ] It's Clark, remember? [ A group of people looks at the broken elevator doors ] Just start walking. Don't look back.
They walk over to Chloe's desk.
Chloe: I should have known you were Clark's cousin from all the primary colors.
Kara: Do you know where my ship is? Kal-El's getting me nowhere.
Chloe: [ Bristling at Kara's attitude ] It's Clark.
Clark: We've checked every Luthorcorp facility in the area. Do you have any leads?
Chloe: Unfortunately, not too many extraterrestrial vehicles are actually registered at the DMV. I have nothing.
Kara: I told you coming here was a waste of time. She's just a human.
Now Clark takes offense at Kara's attitude.
Clark: A human who's smarter than both of us combined.
Chloe: Look, I'm sorry, Clark, but this new editor is breathing down my neck. He wants some big, splashy story, and all I could come up with is the sudden loss of AM/FM radio in Granville.
Kara: I'm out of here. I'll just do a flyover and start x-raying every single building.
Clark: Kara, wait. Your ship ... does it emit any sort of frequency?
Kara: Well, yeah. If it's opened, there's an alarm.
Clark: Could that alarm be disrupting the AM/FM radios?
Kara: Kal-El, if that alarm's been triggered, I'm the only one who can disarm it.
Clark and Kara are on the rooftop of a building in Granville.
Kara: What are we doing up here? Time's running out. You cover the grounds. I'll get the bird's-eye view.
Clark: What does your ship sound like?
Kara: What?
Clark: If your ship is emitting an alarm, then you can hear it, even if it's miles away. It's one of our abilities. You have to focus. Block everything else out. Just try.
Kara tries to listen, but isn't hearing anything beyond their rooftop.
Kara: All I hear is the wind.
Clark: Close your eyes. It might help. Try to focus. I know you can do it. Just try to listen to all the sounds around you.
Slowly, she starts to hear more and more sounds from the surrounding city. All of the sounds come crashing in on her, sending her reeling.
Kara: Make it stop. Make it stop. Oh, make it stop.
Clark: Listen. Listen. I know it's loud at first, but you have to focus, okay? Eliminate the sounds one by one until all you can hear is your ship.
She tries to concentrate and just as slowly, the sounds separate from each other, each one filtering away until all that's left is a steady pulsating sound.
Kara: Kal-El, I ... I can hear it.
Clark: Then we can find it.
Lois has found the facility where the spaceship is being held and is narrating what she is seeing for her video camera, which is rolling.
Lois: I knew those roadblocks I slipped past weren't there for just a chemical spill. They evacuated the area because of what's down here underground. And judging by that funky sound and the megawatt light show, something is going on behind that door, and it's not laserium.
She opens large a*t*matic door and finds the spaceship.
Lois: [ Gasps ] Oh, my God. It's official. I found the holy grail.
Lois circles around the ship to where the symbols are all lit up. She reaches out to touch them but when she does, she's blown backwards across the large room and knocked unconscious. Clark and Kara speed in, with Clark rushing to Lois' side. Kara sees that the ship is becoming unstable.
Kara: Uh-oh.
She flies up to the spaceship but the ship glows with an electronic pulse and disappears beneath her.
Clark: Are you okay?
Kara: My ship ... it's gone. What are we gonna do?
Lex is sitting alone on his private jet, repeatedly listening to the recording of himself and Lana from their last day together at the Mansion.
Lana: [ On tape ] That's the last time you'll ever touch me.
Lex: [ On tape ] Do you really think I could just let you walk away?
Lana: [ On tape ] What are you going to do, Lex... k*ll me?
Tape rewinds
Lana: [ On tape ] That's the last time you'll ever touch me.
Lex: [ On tape ] Do you really think I could just let you walk away?
Lana: [ On tape ] What are you going to do, Lex... k*ll me?
Tape rewinds
Lana: [ On tape ] That's the last time you'll ever touch me.
Lex: [ On tape ] Do you really think I could just let you walk away?
Lana: [ On tape ] What are you going to do, Lex?
Lex arrives in Shanghai at Lana's apartment and lets himself in. He walks in slowly, taking in the surroundings. Lana is seated at a vanity mirror, wearing a dressing gown and combing her hair. She makes no sign that she has seen him enter until he is in the same room and she turns around with a g*n in her hand.
Lex: I'm impressed.
Lana: I did learn from the master. As soon as I heard you'd freed yourself, I laid out the breadcrumbs and waited for the wolf to come knocking. Tell me, Lex. How were you planning on getting your revenge?
Lex: Lana, if I wanted revenge, we wouldn't be having this conversation. I've come here to beg for your forgiveness.
Lana: With a g*n pointed at your head, you'll say anything, won't you?
Lex: The things I did to you were beyond inexcusable. I don't blame you for wanting to ruin my life. I probably would have done the same thing... only not as elegantly. I always knew you were smart, Lana. I didn't know you were brilliant... using my own science against me.
Lana: It wasn't science, Lex. It was your own psychosis. You cloned me.
The scene shifts to a flashback of that day - showing Lana stealing Model 503, an exact replica of herself, and zipping up the clone into a body bag. Later, we see her placing the body into the car which is rigged to explode, then securing her get away into the mail truck that drove by just before the expl*si*n.
Lex: Not exactly. Model 503 was never alive. That's why you were able to wheel it out of my lab and place it in your driver's seat. By the time the car exploded, you were safe and sound while model 503, with your DNA, was being blown to bits. It was perfect. As far as the world's concerned, Lana Luthor is d*ad and buried.
Lana: And a d*ad woman can't be convicted of m*rder. You'll never hurt another person again, Lex.
Lex: I don't want to.
He steps closer to her, running his chest into the muzzle of her g*n.
Lana: Don't come any closer.
Lex: I want to give youa better target. After all the pain I've put you through, I deserve to die. Please, Lana. Pull the trigger. I promise you the world will be a better place. Do it. k*ll me.
Both of their faces are brimming with emotion, but ultimately Lana cannot sh**t Lex and he gently places his hand on hers, and takes the g*n away.
Lex: If you want to come back to Smallville, you'll be safe. I'll take care of everything. You can live your life however you want. My father's gone, presumed d*ad. And as for me... I would never, ever hurt you again. I'm sorry, Lana.
He turns and walks slowly away, setting the g*n on a dresser in the room as he leaves.
Lois and Chloe are back at Chloe's desk at the Planet.
Lois: All that spaceship got me were two concussions and a fried green camcorder. You were right. I never should have chased that story.
Chloe: I tried to warn you, Lois. When you're scaling the Wall of Weird, there aren't any mattresses to break your fall.
Lois: To think I could have landed a job at the Daily Planet. What a joke. I am no Chloe Sullivan and never will be.
Gabriel walks into the basement, holding Lois' story in his hands.
Gabriel Grant: Lane, I just read your story. It's ridiculous.
Chloe jumps to Lois' defense but Gabriel cuts her off again.
Chloe: It was just her first draft, Mr. Gabriel.
Gabriel Grant: It's absurd how good it is. Your prose leaps off the page like a bengal tiger. I was riveted.
Lois: [ Shocked ] So, you're actually gonna run it?
Gabriel Grant: Absolutely not. It's utterly unprintable. I don't care if every word of it is true. I can't run a story about a ship from outer space without a photo. You got to learn, Lane. Always carry a backup camera.
Chloe jumps to Lois' defense again, and again Gabriel cuts her off.
Chloe: If you would just give her a second chance ...
Gabriel Grant: You like water, Lane?
Lois: [ Sarcastically ] As much as the next girl.
Gabriel Grant: I'm giving you a waterfront view. This is your new desk right here, right across from cousin Chloe.
Now Chloe is shocked and can't hide her dismay.
Chloe: Excuse me?
Gabriel Grant: If you're lucky, Sullivan, some of her passion will rub off on you, maybe put a little f*re on that Torch you let burn out after high school.
Lois: Am I hearing things, or did you just offer me a job?
Gabriel Grant: Welcome to the Daily Planet, Lois Lane. You play your cards right, you'll be out of this basement quicker than your cousin. Nothing like a little family rivalry to keep the bullpen hopping.
Lois looks uneasily at Chloe who looks like she's been sucker-punched, but Lois also can't hide her excitement.
Clark: Kara? You okay?
Kara: How did it happen? Krypton, I mean.
Clark: I don't know.
Kara: I'd always heard whispers of a doomsday scenario, but I never thought anyone would actually do it. We were supposed to be the most advanced civilization in the galaxy.
Clark: One thing I've learned is that evil exists in all cultures, no matter how advanced they are.
Kara: Maybe if I had had my abilities on Krypton, I could have saved it.
Clark: You saved a lot of people here today. You should feel good about that.
Kara: [ Sighs ] It's different for you, Kal-El. You don't have any memory of Krypton. This has always been your home.
Clark: Well, then, be my memory. Tell me about my family.
Kara: It's hazy from all those years of sleep in the ship. I do remember some. [ Chuckles ] I used to, uh, sneak away from Kandor and come and see Lara. She always made me smile.
Clark: You knew my mom?
Kara: The day she found out she was pregnant, I'd never seen her so happy. [ Sighs ] You were so cute. You were her miracle baby. And now she's gone. My parents are gone, the entire House of El. I'll never see any of my family ever again.
Clark: Well, you're with family now. Look, you can stay here with me on the farm as long as you want. You know, these humans are not as bad as you think.
Kara: [ Sniffles ] Thank you, Kal-El. I mean, Clark. I just wish I didn't feel like such a failure. I made my father a promise, and I couldn't keep it.
Clark: Kara, that wasn't your fault. We can't always be everything our fathers expect us to be. I know that firsthand.
Kara: The way he spoke of the crystal ... he told me to guard it with my life, and now it's gone.
Clark: Wait, there's a crystal in that ship?
Kara: With all of my directives and the power to help me along the way. If that crystal fell into the wrong hands, it could be disastrous.
Clark: Luckily, we don't have to worry about that since it was destroyed with the ship.
Kara: No. That expl*si*n wouldn't scratch the crystal. Only a Kryptonian can destroy it. I've searched everywhere. That crystal is gone.
The government official arrives back at the Department of Domestic Security, holding a vessel with Kara's crystal inside. He is speaking on the phone as he walks.
Government Official: [ On the phone ] Hmm. The spacecraft was eviscerated, but all is not lost.
Clark stands at the crystal console at the Fortress of Solitude, speaking to Jor-El.
Jor-El: Kal-El, my son, you have finally chosen to start your training.
Clark: A Kryptonian girl showed up at my doorstep. Her name is Kara. Last time that happened, you were behind it.
Jor-El: I know nothing of her arrival.
Clark: She says she was sent here by her father, Zor-El. You might remember him, since he's your brother. Care to tell me why you ignored that branch of the family tree?
Jor-El: Whatever Zor-El wanted with you, it was not for the greater good of Krypton. He could not be trusted, and neither can his daughter.
Clark: You can't blame Kara for the actions of her father. She's not here to cause any harm.
Jor-El: That is an emotional, human reaction. Be careful of your feelings, Kal-El. They can betray you.
Clark: My feelings are part of who I am, whether you like it or not. Now, what about my training?
Jor-El: Your training starts with Kara. Watch over her, Kal-El. She poses a greater thr*at than you believe.
Lex is sitting in his study, looking over a sketch of Kara when his assistant walks in.
Assistant: Mr. Luthor. I take it you found who you were looking for.
Lex: There's someone else I need you to locate.
He hands the sketch to the attorney.
Assistant: This drawing isn't much to go on, sir.
Lex: It's all I have. That woman saved my life. Use whatever resources are necessary to find her. Is that clear?
Assistant: Yes, sir.
End | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x02 - Kara"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 11, 2007
Kara: After a week on the farm with nothing but "Project Runway" and "Beauty and the Geek" for company, you finally take me out ... to the corn festival.
Clark: Harvest Festival ... Smallville's big event. Just try to enjoy it.
Kara: Clark, we're wasting our time, okay? My father sent me here with one mission ... I have to find that crystal for my ship.
Clark: We have to find that crystal. I've been working on it.
Kara: Well, I seriously doubt it's buried under one of these bushels. No offense, but I can cover twice the area that you can.
Clark: Consider your wings clipped. You're not flying. Kara, the people who found your ship are gonna be looking for the person who came in it. If you use your abilities, it'll lead them straight to you. You just have to fit in.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
Kara: How do I fit in with him?
Clark: Jimmy? Hey ... cool down. Used to happen to me all the time.
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us ... it's the Harvest Festival's centennial anniversary.
Clark: There's a town legend that a famous outlaw robbed a train and buried the loot somewhere in Smallville. The map to the gold is supposed to be hidden inside the time capsule.
Kara: What I don't get is why everyone is so excited to open up a bunch of old junk.
Clark: How did you ...
[ Car engine revving ]
Tempest Grace: Move. Out of our way. The new Miss Sweet Corn has arrived.
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
Kara: Maybe fitting in won't be so bad after all.
Clark: Hey, buddy. Kara throw you out of the house, too? That's all right. You can hang out here with me.
Clark: [ Barks ] Uh-oh, looks like she found us. Kara, I'm almost done here. Would you grab me the phillips-head screwdriver over there in the toolbox?
Clark: Lana.
Carly: Sweetie, I'm done letting them call the sh*ts. This time, it's my turn. Just think, by the end of the week, we'll be in cabo.
Clark: Lana, I thought you were gone. If you knew how that felt ...
Lana: Clark, I am so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.
Clark: But you didn't trust me enough to let me help.
Lana: I was trying to protect you. Clark, I know you. You're gonna rush in there and try and save someone, even if it means putting your own life in danger. And when Lionel thr*at to hurt you ... I couldn't take that chance.
Clark: [ Sighs ] It's a little ironic, hearing someone else say that. But I guess I'm just notused to being the one that needs to be protected. [ Chuckles ] I can't wait to see the look on Chloe's face when she finds out you're alive.
Lana: She can't. Not yet. I committed a serious crime, and I wasn't supposed to come back here. My name has to be cleared before I suddenly reappear in Smallville.
Clark: Well, then, you'll stay here at the farm with me. You'll be safe. But I have to warn you, my life has become a little more ... complicated.
Lana: That might be an understatement.
Clark: Lana, this is my cousin, Kara.
Lana: Hi.
Kara: Hi. Say hello to the next Miss Sweet Corn. [ Laughs nervously ]
Clark: Uh, listen, uh, when I talked about fitting in, I was thinking of something with more clothes. T-this is definitely not blending in.
Kara: You mean undercover?
Clark: Yes, exactly.
Kara: And this is ...
Clark: Not covered. Um, look, can you just go change, please?
Kara: I ...
Clark: Now.
Kara: [ Sighs ] Fine. [ Air whooshes ] You said, "now."
Lana: I guess I don't have to ask which side of the family you come from. Why don't I leave you two alone? Something tells me you've got a lot of issues to talk about.
Kara: She's nice. There might be hope for you yet.
Clark: Listen, Kara, entering a beauty pageant, putting yourself on stage under a spotlight ... it's not fitting in. It's standing out.
Kara: Right. Kind of like being the captain of a football team. Looks like you wanted the same thing I want. While you were living the All-American dream, I was stuck in some cryogenic coffin, wasting the best years of my life. I don't want to miss out on anything else.
Clark: And if you're anything like me, you're gonna do this whether I want you to or not. But not until you learn to control your abilities.
Kara: Is this really necessary?
Clark: It's all about control, which you don't have.
Kara: Me? Get back to me when you can fly, Earth boy.
Clark: Well, you're the one who almost lit up the whole fair.
Kara: Has anyone ever told you you're a little uptight? You definitely get that from your father.
Clark: Listen, I've spent my entire life trying to hide my identity. I can't have you exposing us both in a single night. Now just watch and learn.
Clark: Now you try. Let's see you put a mug on this melon.
Kara: Please. What am I, like, 5?
Clark: That's it! You're not ready! And out there on that stage, ... ... ? There's too many things that can go wrong!
Kara: You want me to fit in? No problem. But I'll do it my way.
[ Laughter,indistinct conversations ]
Tyler Crenshaw: Uh ... I need to talk to you.
Tempest Grace: Where's Carly?
Tyler Crenshaw: See, that's what I need to talk to you about. Um ... there's been a problem, but I took care of it.
Kara: Hi. I was wondering ... yours looks so good ... amazing, really. Would you help me?
Tempest Grace: I'm sorry, sweetie, but you need help with more than just your makeup. Why don't you go grow some corn or something?
[ Sighs ]
Agent Carter: Must be a big relief, being exonerated of such a brutal m*rder.
Lex: Agent Carter, Department of Domestic Security. My men have been watching your team comb through every waterlogged farm shack after the flood, ever since you found the spaceship.
Agent Carter: I had a feeling the mystique of anonymity wouldn't last long against a Luthor.
Lex: Against? Throwing down the gauntlet when we've barely been introduced?
Agent Carter: Not a big fan of small talk. I'm here about your latest obsession. I'd like to show you this. I understand that your men have been passing these around town.
Lex: [ Chuckles softly ] Now, why would the government be interested?
Agent Carter: Because you are.
Chloe: Nice work, hotshot. Although saving the polar bears has taken on a whole new meaning.
Jimmy: I've seen enough speedos and hairy shoulders to last a lifetime.
Chloe: Have I mentioned I'm really glad you're back?
Jimmy: I'm not just back ... but bearing gifts.
Chloe: Oh, my ...
Jimmy: One of the Miss Sweet Corn contestants was just iced like a popsicle.
Chloe: Thanks, Jimmy, but I can't exactly run out to Smallville for frozen Sweet Corn. I've got stories I've got to file.
Jimmy: What's gotten into you? Chloe, someone set this girl's dial to deep-freeze. This has "meteor freak" written all over it. It's exactly the kind of story that your new editor ordered.
Gabriel Grant: Yeah, I'm just not sure a Judas Priest reunion at Madison Square Garden countstoward per diem, "L."
Jimmy: "L"?
Gabriel Grant: Okay, okay. Lane, d-don't take it out on my eardrum. Just e-mail me your story, and we'll talk about Rwanda when you get back.
Gabriel Grant: Whoo! Frosted beauty queen. Not bad, Sullivan.
Chloe: Actually, it's not ...
Gabriel Grant: I knew if I lit a f*re under you, you'd stop boring me with city-council proposals and bring me something headline-worthy.
Jimmy: Mr. Gabriel, Jimmy Olsen.
Gabriel Grant: Right. Panda boy. Good.
Jimmy: Polar bear, actually.
Gabriel Grant: Listen, Chloester, hustle down to Smallville. Take panda boy with you. Get the scoop on our ice princess before any of the other papers, and you might just get to follow in your cousin's footsteps.
Chloe: How much blunt trauma do you think a stapler to the back of the head would cause?
Jimmy: Show him what you got, Chloester. [ Clicks tongue ] Look, you're busting your butt on stories of substance while Lois is on assignmentin New York, grabbing all the glory. Are you really gonna let your cousin b*at you out of the basement?
Clark: Remind me to thank my mother. Before Kara, I had no idea what she and my dad went through.
Lana: You turned out well. Clark, don't you think you're being a little hard on Kara?
Clark: Lana, I'm trying to help her. Kara didn't grow up here. She has no idea what could happen if someone saw her using her abilities. And right now, she's about a fireball away from lighting up the whole town.
Lana: This is how you've had to live your whole life, isn't it ... hiding?
Clark: No, adjusting. And sooner or later, Kara's got to figure out how to do the same thing.
Lana: Clark, your parents trusted you enough to live your life and find that balance on your own. Don't you think Kara deserves the same chance? You don't have to be too hard on yourself. Something tells me that you are never going to understand the heart of a teenage girl, whether she's from Krypton or Kansas.
Clark: ... ... This was not one of them. I can't believe I ever worried that you wouldn't understand.
Lana: Looks like you don't know me as well as you thought you did.
Pageant Organizer: Five, six, seven, eight ... okay, girls, take five minutes. And remember, only 24 hours left before the pageant.
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
Pageant Organizer: How can I help you, sheriff?
Sheriff: I need to speak with you about the girl we found in the alley.
Pageant Organizer: All I know is she and two other girls entered at the last minute.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
Tempest Grace: Are you sure no one saw you ... what you did to Carly?
Tyler Crenshaw: She wanted out. What else was I supposed to do? Maybe we should just h*t the time capsule and go home.
Tempest Grace: Don't be an idiot. We need this pageant. It's the perfect distraction. Just stick to the plan.
Tempest Grace: Do your thing.
Jimmy: Hey, Chloe, where are you? I thought you were gonna meet me. I have got a major lead on our ice princess.
[ Crackling ]
Lex: Lana ... I got your message. I guess it would have been a little awkward for you to come to the mansion.
Lana: Don't sit down. You won't be staying long.
Lex: I understand. This isn't a conversation I've been looking forward to having. [ Sighs ] I guess I just wasn't ready.
Lana: You promised you'd take care of everything, that I could come back to Smallville.
Lex: Well, with a little persuasion, the, uh ... the D.A. has agreed to not press charges. The evidence has been destroyed, and the felon my father bribed to confess to the crime died in prison of natural causes. You ... you're a free woman. I don't suppose I can ask you ... to somehow see that every horrible thing I did ... was because I truly do love you.
Lana: No. You can't ask that.
Lex: Of course. My lawyer is drawing up the settlement agreement.
Lana: I don't want your money.
Lex: Should I assume that excludes the $10 million you skillfully siphoned out from under me?
Lana: I was trying to escape.
Lex: I'm not admonishing you. I'm applauding you. It's not every day someone is clever enough to manage a coup like that. Although I'm not sure Clark would see it that way. I understand he has a cousin visiting.
Lana: From Minnesota.
Lex: I look forward to meeting her.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Chloe: Hey, thank you so much for calling us.
Kara: No problem.
Clark: I saw the door you ripped off. Was anyone there?
Kara: You mean, did I screw up like you keep expecting me to? I'm sorry if I was a little busy trying to save Jimmy's life. I thought you'd be proud of me.
Clark: Kara, I ...
Chloe: I'm gonna have to weigh in on her side on this one.
Clark: Doctors said that Jimmy's suffering from hypothermia, but he'll be fine.
Chloe: I know. I just want to make sure the sun is shining when he is. Meet the weather girls. I did a little bit of digging, and it looks like they've been BFFs since before kindergarten. According to that, they were all caught in some freak storm during the last meteor shower.
Clark: Is it possible that they all have powers?
Chloe: It would explain why they're so close.
Clark: But I don't get it. If they're so inseparable, why turn on each other over a ... a tiara?
Chloe: Clark, I don't think they're competing for the crown. Our meteorological misfits have traversed the entire Midwest. Mud wrestling championship. Ring girls at a casino prize fight. And my personal favorite, Oktoberfest maidkins. This is the girl that was put on ice. And every time, there's a major heist in the city.
Clark: They're thieves?
Chloe: It's twistedly brilliant. I mean, who would ever suspect vapid eye candy as white-trash cat burglars?
Clark: They're after the map.
Chloe: And the treasure, which is supposedly millions in gold bars. And given the rate of inflation, we're talking the mother lode of all buried booty.
Clark: More than enough to k*ll your best friend over.
Chloe: And anyone else.
Tempest Grace: Don't tell me you're leaving?
Kara: I thought I needed more help than just my makeup. Maybe my cousin is right. I don't belong here.
Tempest Grace: I'm sorry I was harsh on you, but that was before I knew you were special.
Tyler Crenshaw: I saw you, Kara. You're a very talented girl.
Kara: No, I'm just like everyone else.
Tempest Grace: No. You're not. You have powers. Just like us.
Kara: You guys ... how?
Tempest Grace: Let's just say we were in the right place at the right time during the last meteor shower. But the important thing is, you're not alone, Kara, and we need you. We're going on a ... treasure hunt to find the time capsule. But we can't do it without you. Here's a photo of the gold before it was stolen. It's more than enough to buy a new prada bag every season for the rest of our lives. All we need to do is get that map.
Kara: [ Sighs ] Count me in.
[ Siren wailing ]
[ Indistinct chatter over police radio ]
Tempest Grace: Little miss sunshine double-crossed us.
[ Cheers and applause ]
Pageant Announcer: Thank you, ladies. That was lovely, huh? And in just a few moments, I will announce Smallville's Miss Sweet Corn.
Lex: This is the girl I've been looking for. She saved me ... not just from the river. I'm talking about much more than that, Carter. She saved me from drowning in the evil of my ways.
Agent Carter: Oh, an angel?
Lex: No mortal woman pulled me from that river. She doesn't exist ... so you can stop looking for her. Perhaps I can help you refocus on your real target. The spaceship you found ... wasn't the first to land in Smallville. My work at the dam ... 3 years of research, 300 gigabytes ... all an attempt to prevent what I believe is coming, what I fear is inevitable.
Agent Carter: If your research is so inflammatory, why incriminate yourself?
Lex: Well, given the magnitude of the project, I ... I think it's time to reach out to the government for help. I mean, we are on the same side, aren't we?
Pageant Announcer: And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for ... Smallville's new Miss Sweet Corn ... Kara Kent!
[ Cheers and applause ]
Kara: Thank you so much. You've made a newcomer feel so welcome.
Sheriff: Hold on. Please, everybody, stay seated. I'm gonna have to ask you to come with me, miss.
Kara: What's happening?
Sheriff: Your friends tipped us off. Kara Kent, you're under arrest.
Clark: Haven't you learned anything? Breaking into the time capsule ... what were you thinking?
Kara: I was thinking I had to get to that map before anyone else did.
Clark: You shouldn't have stolen the map at all.
Kara: Even if the treasure it leads to is Kryptonian?
Clark: Then why wouldn't you tell me?
Kara: Hmm. Where do you want me to start? Your patronizing watermelon tutorials, your reprimands, or your general disinterest in everything I've done since I showed up?
Clark: Where is it?
Kara: I'll show you.
Clark: No, no, no! You're gonna stay here until Chloe can get you out legally. Just give me the map.
Kara: I can't.
Clark: Why not?
Kara: When the sheriff dragged me away, there was some freak gust of wind and blew it away.
Chloe: Okay, it's all right. It's all right. Sounds like one of the weather girls. Look, just tell us what you saw on the map.
Tyler Crenshaw: Keep digging. It should be there.
Tempest Grace: There's no way there's gold in here.
Tyler Crenshaw: Maybe it's diamonds.
Tempest Grace: Well, there'd better be something good in this box. That's it?
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: That doesn't belong to you.
Tempest Grace: It does now.
[ Grunting ]
Tempest Grace: You're not as tough as you talk.
[ Air whooshes ]
Kara: But I am.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Grunting ]
Clark: Kara, be careful. These rocks can k*ll you.
Kara: Clark, I'm so sorry I didn't listen to you.
Clark: For once, I'm not. You saved me. And even though it's not the way I would have done it, I know that you need to figure out how to use your abilities your own way.
Kara: Does that mean you're gonna stop trying to tell me what to do?
Clark: Probably not. Isn't that what family's for?
Clark: This can't be from your ship. It was buried over 100 years ago. And I don't recognize this symbol.
Kara: I think it's a code. [ Sighs ] It's some kind of S.O.S.
Clark: From who?
Kara: I don't know. But if this is still on Earth, so is the Kryptonian that left it.
Clark: Exactly how many of us have been here on this planet?
Kara: I'm starting to think that Earth might play a bigger role in our fathers' plans than we realized.
Clark: For now, all we can do is try to figure out who left this. In the meantime ...
Kara: I'll be fitting in. And if this doesn't say "Smallville," I don't know what does. It is a big demotion, though, from Miss Sweet Corn to coffee jockey.
Clark: Well, you'll adjust.
Kara: Just don't expect me to keep looking over my shoulder, living this life of suffocating repression just because you do.
Clark: "Suffocating repression," huh?
Kara: Hey, it's your language. I just studied it.
Clark: Our language. You're one of us now.
Kara: [ Scoffs ] "Us"? Kal-El ... Clark ... you're not human, no matter how much you want to be. We can harvest corn and we can pump mochas all we want, but it's not gonna make us one of them.
Clark: I may have been born on another planet, Kara, but Earth is my home. Everyone I love, everyone I care about is here. It's where I belong.
Kara: What about in 50 years? Look, we both know what's gonna happen to everyone that you love. I'm sorry, but if you think you can just spend your life hiding here on the farm and growing old with Lana ... you're fooling yourself.
Lex: What do you have for me?
Assistant: We found her ... just where you said she would be.
Jimmy: Congratulations. You just delivered a front-page freak story.
Chloe: I'm just glad you're finally out of the frozen-food section.
Jimmy: Brr! [ Laughs ] You know, when we first got together, I thought that you were pretty prejudiced ... quick to jump to the conclusion that some meteor-infected m*rder was behind every bad thing that happened in Smallville.
Chloe: Jimmy ...
Jimmy: But you were right. I've seen enough now to know that sooner or later, they all ... snap. So, from now on, it's open season on the infected. What do you say we clean up this town, partner? [ Chuckles ]
Kara: Sorry. I just came back for my bag.
Jimmy: Why don't we go upstairs?
Chloe: Okay.
Lana: You have no idea how good it feels to be back here, despite everything that's happened lately.
Clark: "Everything" meaning Kara?
Lana: Meeting your cousin has definitely been an experience, but I was talking more about what's gone on with us. Clark, I was afraid that you wouldn't forgive me for marrying lex ... or for leaving.
Clark: Lana, nothing could ever change the way I feel about you. But I've made so many mistakes.
Lana: We've both made mistakes. This is our chance to start over.
Clark: [ Sighs ] I just hope you know what you're getting into.
Lana: I know exactly what I'm getting into. Clark, I came back here for you ... for us. I never want to let the past come between us again. I want us to wake up every morning and be there for each other. I want to grow old together.
Lex: Tell me it's not too late for a cappuccino.
Kara: Um, sorry. We're closed.
Lex: Even for the owner?
Kara: Technically, I don't even work here yet ... at least not until tomorrow. I just came down to pick up the bag that I left.
Lex: I want to thank you for saving my life. I know it was you at the river.
Kara: I think you have me confused with someone else.
Lex: You ripped the roof off my car.
Kara: You must have been through a terrible ordeal.
Lex: You were there. It's okay. I won't tell anyone. I promise. Your secret's safe with me. I've already protected you, like I would have protected others close to me if they would have told me the truth. This time, I'm hoping to change all that. I just need you to be honest with me.
Kara: Look, I'm sorry, Mr. Luthor. The only secret I've got is that I make a lousy cappuccino. It's probably not the best thing to confess to your boss, huh?
Lex: Twice I've been pulled back from the brink of death, and both times it was by a member of the Kent family. I'm not a man who believes in coincidences. Sooner or later, I'll find out the truth. Are you a savior? Or are you a warning? | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x03 - Fierce"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 18, 2007
Jimmy: You know it's true love when you fight off caffeine-pumped preppies to get a girl her favorite treat. Scored you the last melted mocha muffin.
Chloe: And I know my inner chocoholic will never speak to me again but ... I think I'll pass.
Jimmy: Uh-oh, something is definitely up, and it's worse than I thought. Since the sugar fix didn't do the trick, maybe these will turn your frown upside down.
Chloe: Jimmy! Oh, my god, you must've broken a whole pen of piggy banks to afford these.
Jimmy: And you are worth every dime ... nickel, and penny.
[ Laughs ]
Jimmy: A night on the town, just the two of us, might be exactly what the doctor ordered. Uh, you're doing that distant thing.
Chloe: I'm sorry. I think an old friend just buzzed into town. Wait here.
[ Sighs ]
Chloe: Yeah, I think one of your patients is missing. Sasha woodman, early 20s ... has a thing for bees?
Sasha: Okay. I didn't escape.
Chloe: Back off! You or any of your swarm try and sting me, and I will go Black Flag on you.
Sasha: Do I know you?
Chloe: Chloe Sullivan. Freshman year, you tried to go queen bee and k*ll two of my best friends. How did you get past the orderlies?
Sasha: You don't understand. I don't belong in Belle Rêve. I'm not a meteor freak anymore. I've been cured. A few weeks ago, I had an operation.
Chloe: Operation? Who was the doctor?
Sasha: Curtis Knox. He changed my life. My family told me about the terrible things I did in the past, but I'm different now.
Chloe: What do you mean your family told you?
Sasha: When they took away my powers, some of my memory went along with it. The last ... six years are blank. If I did anything to you or your friends, I'm really sorry.
Sasha: [ Gasps ] Dr. Knox! You scared me. What are you doing here?
Curtis: You have something I need.
Sasha: I do?[ Muffled scream ]
Curtis: Shh, shh, shh! Shh.
Kara: Mmm. Bobby Flay, Rachael Ray, look out ... here comes Lana Lang. Can I help? What you making?
Lana: Clark's favorite ... blueberry pancakes. I want to surprise him before he wakes up.
Kara: This is what I don't get. You guys are so ga-ga over each other, and you've known each other forever, right? What took you so long?
Lana: Well, as long as Clark kept his secret, it was impossible.
Kara: So is it like a ... a human thing to be so secretive and cautious, or what?
Lana: No, I think it's just a Clark thing. But he's only that way because he cares so much about protecting people.
Clark: Oh, you didn't have to do all this. It looks great.
Lana: Yeah, but we're out of maple syrup. Did you just go to the store?
Clark: Vermont's finest.
J'onn: What happened to not showing off your powers, hmm?
Kara: Stay away from Kal-El. You might have been able to bully me on Krypton, but not on this planet.
Clark: You two know each other?
Kara: He's the one that broke into our house in the middle of the night and forced my family from our home.
J'onn: Considering what your father did, you were lucky.
Kara: What's he doing here?
Clark: He saved my life. He's a friend.
Kara: Then picking friends isn't one of your skills. Watch your back, Kal-El.
Lana: Let me guess ... you're from Krypton, as well?
J'onn: Mars, actually.
Lana: Well, I'll let you two catch up. I'm gonna go and meet Aunt Nell in Metropolis. It was nice to meet you.
J'onn: Your cousin's arrival cannot be taken lightly, Kal-El.
Clark: I went to see my father. He gave me the same warning. But I don't get it ... she's my cousin ... the only Kryptonian family I have besides a disembodied voice from the arctic.
J'onn: And she could use your longing for family against you. She's dangerous. Her father tried to assassinate Jor-El.
Clark: They were brothers.
J'onn: Their hatred for one another was stronger than any familial bond. Does Kara have her crystal?
Clark: Not anymore. It was in her ship when it exploded, but now it's missing. I've been trying to help her find it, but we've had no luck.
J'onn: If she gets to that crystal, everything you hold dear in this world could be lost. You must find the crystal before Kara. Trust is a luxury you cannot afford.
Lex: My apologies for keeping you waiting.
Curtis: Mussolini once k*lled a conductor for not keeping a train on schedule. Fortunately, I'm infinitely more patient than Il Cuce.
Lex: Mussolini went down in defeat, Doctor. I won't accept that in what we're undertaking.
Curtis: Well, hiring me is certainly a winning strategy. Legions of your own scientists said that curing the meteor-infected was impossible.
Lex: Well, as impressive as your results are, some of your practices deeply concern me.
Curtis: I sever the cerebral wiring of the freaks in your gallery, and you pay me my fee. End of story.
Lex: You've authorized batteries of tests I never approved. Tell me, are the levels of meteor rock toxicity in the patients' vital organs really relevant to the task at hand?
Curtis: Mankind's greatest advances would never have seen the light of day had the genius minds behind them been scrutinized under a microscope.
[ Clicks ]
Curtis: Leave the science to me.
Lex: Doctor, three of my patients are missing. You wouldn't happen to have any idea why someone with a brand-new lease on life would suddenly disappear?
Curtis: Perhaps it's because you insisted on eradicating any recollection of their stay at Hotel 33.1.
Lex: No. I insisted they be able to start new lives unfettered by disturbing memories.
Curtis: Especially those that could incriminate you.
[ Clock ticking ]
Curtis: If there's nothing else, I have a schedule to keep.
[ Pocket watch snaps shut ]
Curtis: I have good news, my love. I found another piece of the puzzle.
[ Panting ]
Sasha: Please let me go.
Curtis: Shh! Shh, shh! Relax, Sasha. Just relax. Just relax. You're here ... ... to serve a greater purpose.
Sasha: Ah, no. [ Gasping ] Ah! [ Gasping ] No, no, no.
Jimmy: Is my girl ready to rock? I was thinking that we either h*t Chang's on the way to the show tonight, or we can chow down chili dogs at the arena.
Chloe: Jimmy, I know you spent a small fortune on these tickets tonight, but ...
Jimmy: Ow. Why is the word "but" never followed by something good?
Chloe: Would I be the worst girlfriend in the world if I asked for a rain check on our night out on the town tonight? I know. I-I'll make it up to you. It's just I'm chasing down a hot lead on the meteor challenged.
Jimmy: This can't wait till tomorrow? Look, please don't take this personally. I thought I could deal with this, but everything is about meteor freaks lately.
Chloe: I thought we agreed we weren't gonna use that word anymore.
Jimmy: Well, that's what they are, and if those freaks were locked up in Belle Rêve, then maybe I'd get to see you once in a while.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Chloe, can Dr. Curtis Knox take a backseat? I need your help.
Chloe: You're gonna have to hang a bell around your neck so I can at least hear when you're coming.
Clark: I need you to help me find Kara's missing crystal. I need you to check the databases, satellite imagery ...
Chloe: Clark, you're gonna have to fly solo on this one 'cause my dance card's completely full.
Clark: Chloe, this is important.
Chloe: I'm sure that it is. Look, I know that from Mount Olympus, the view must seem like us mere mortals have nothing better to do than help you look for your crystal, but believe it or not, I have important things to do, too.
Clark: Chloe?
Curtis: So, tell me how I can help you, Miss ... Sullivan.
Chloe: I'm a meteor freak ... and ... I want to be cured.
Clark: Lana?
Lana: Hey.
Clark: Sorry about the clash of the titans this morning.
Lana: Oh, I'll get used to it. You're home early. I thought Chloe was helping you to track down Kara's crystal.
Clark: Lana, has she opened up to you about anything? Maybe something that's been bothering her?
Lana: No, she's been working 24-7 to impress that wonderboy editor.
Clark: She was researching a story ... about a Dr. Knox.
Lana: Curtis Knox?
Clark: You've heard of him?
Lana: Yeah, he's a ... he's a neurosurgeon. I heard a rumor that he's working with meteor-infected people.
Clark: How do you know all this?
Lana: Well, I've been doing my own research on the meteor-infected. More people than just me have been hurt by Lex, and they need help. I want to do whatever I can.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] I didn't know you had a secret plan to save the world.
Lana: So far, I've only made a few contacts. Knox's name just came up. As amazing as it sounds, he is using brain surgery to remove their powers.
Clark: That actually explains a lot. A headline like this could change Chloe's life.
Lana: Yeah.
Jimmy: Trust me, if these seats were any closer, you'd be arrested for stalking the band.
Co-worker: I'm scoring big points with the boyfriend, Olsen. Ring that bell. There it is.
Kara: James. Hey. I'm so glad I found you.
Jimmy: Really?
Kara: Yeah, um, I've been looking all over for Lois. Have you seen her?
Jimmy: Uh, you'll need a telescope. New editor sent her to the city of angels to get a quote from the D.U.I. of the week.
[ Equipment beeps ]
Kara: Bummer. You know, I heard that she snuck into a grain silo and took some videos of a spaceship. I was kind of hoping I could sneak a peek. I'm a bit of an E.T. junkie.
Jimmy: No kidding? Me too. I used to sit in the backyard and try and pick up Martian signals on my dad's ham radio.
Kara: Um, Martians use infrared, silly.
Jimmy: [ Laughs ] Well, um, unfortunately, Lois' video is nothing to phone home about. Tech guy couldn't get anything off it but static.
Kara: Well, um, you know your way around cameras, right? And I bet you're a lot smarter than he is. Is there anything that you could do?
Jimmy: What the heck? It's not like I'm doing anything else tonight. I'll crunch a few pixels, see what I can come up with. Okay.
Kara: You are my hero. Call my cell when you're done, and I'll be here in a blink.
[ Equipment beeps ]
Jimmy: Thanks. [ Chuckles ]
Clark: How's your article going about Dr. Knox?
Chloe: Uh, he's doing some interesting research, but I don't ... I don't believe there's a story there.
Clark: Neither do I. Chloe, you're a good liar. You've had lots of experience keeping my secret, but I don't believe you're researching Knox for an article. I think it's about the procedure.
Chloe: Then you realize that he's my only hope. Dr. Knox said he could fit me in at the end of this week.
Clark: Chloe, you don't know anything about this doctor.
Chloe: I know that he can give me a chance at a normal life.
Clark: Look, I understand wanting to have a normal life ... I do ... but brain surgery is not the way to do it.
Chloe: You don't understand, Clark. Going psycho or turning into a serial k*ller aren't the only two things I have to worry about. When I healed Lois in that dam, It almost k*lled me. Who's to say the next time I try and save someone isn't my last?
Clark: What are the side effects of the procedure?
Chloe: Potentially memory loss.
Clark: Chloe.
Chloe: If I have to give up a bit of my past to gain a future, then so be it.
Clark: You're gonna forget everything. You're gonna forget your friends, your experiences ... you're gonna forget me. You're gonna forget me.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] People will be there when I comeback to fill in the blanks. In time, I'll be fine. Clark, if you want to save me, let me go.
[ Crickets chirping ]
Lex: I applaud your ingenuity, Doctor. After mulching the body into the fertilizer supply, by week's end her DNA will be spread over every cornfield in Kansas.
Curtis: Oh, Lex. [ Sighs ] If only you were a typical rich kid ... chasing women across the globe instead of dabbling with science that you don't understand.
Lex: Your k*lling spree stops right now. I'm not gonna let you hurt one more person.
Curtis: Countless patients are living new lives with no idea what you did to them, thanks to me.
Lex: How about the ones you m*rder?
Curtis: They're the chosen few, the reason I created a cure and came knocking at your door. Because I knew that somewhere in your museum of oddities I would find the ones I was looking for.
Lex: Your practice is closed, Doctor. You come one step closer, and I swear to god, I will sh**t you.
[ Laughs ] I'm quaking in my boots.
Lex: [ Grunts ] Son of a bitch!
Curtis: I have been speared [Grunts] by Mayan warriors ... survived Mongols' arrows, and the cold steel of crusaders' blades. What makes you think the sting of a .9 millimeter could slow me down?
[ Grunts ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Yesterday's history. Just a nice memory. I never think about yesterday. The only day that matters ... is today.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] So, you're no Mr. Miyagi. But that's okay, because ... I know a little trick. Now, you move the top stick, and keep the lower one straight, and you never, never let the noodles intimidate you.
Kara: [ Chuckles ] Okay. Let's do this.
Jimmy: I knew it. You're a natural.
Kara: And you're a really patient teacher.
Jimmy: Thanks.
[ Whirring, beeps ]
Kara: That's not the ship. But we got something.
[ Keyboard clicks ]
Jimmy: Flintlock is a technology supplier for the security branch of the government.
Kara: The government?
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Looks like we got another Area 51 right in the heart of Kansas. Oh, Chloe's gonna do back flips.
Kara: No, you can't tell Chloe.
Jimmy: Why not?
Kara: Well, she'd tell Clark, and he can't stand my obsession with UFOs.
Jimmy: But it's exactly what Chloe needs to enter new editor's honor roll. I got to tell her.
Kara: James ... I know I can trust you. This has to be our secret. Okay?
Jimmy: It's between you and me.
[ Footsteps approach ]
Kara: Chloe. Do you want some Chinese? It's good, but they really make you work for it.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] What are you doing here? I thought you said you were busy.
And, uh, we were just ... look, I can explain.
Chloe: There's no need. I have to go.
Jimmy: Chloe. I swear it's not what it looks like.
Chloe: Bye, Jimmy.
Lex: [ Sighs ] You're the last person I thought would save me.
Clark: I was following that butcher you used to erase the memories of your 33.1 victims.
Lex: Lana told you about Dr. Knox, didn't she?
Clark: Don't bring Lana into this.
Lex: No point in lying for her, Clark. I know Lana's somehow been uncovering company secrets. Probably using the $10 million she stole from me to do it. At the moment, I'd say it's money well spent. If she hadn't tipped you off, I'd be in the morgue.
Clark: You're just as guilty as that doctor. Makes me sick to think that I had to take a life for yours.
Lex: Knox isn't d*ad, Clark. He came after me. I put six b*ll*ts in his chest. They didn't leave a scratch.
Clark: You're saying Knox is still alive.
Lex: Not only is he alive, he's m*rder his patients one by one.
Curtis: Miss Sullivan. Right on time. Thank you for coming on such short notice.
Chloe: I'm just glad my test results proved I could have the procedure.
Curtis: You're one of a kind. The level of meteor rock concentration in your heart ... it's extraordinary.
Chloe: In my heart?
Curtis: Just relax. After tonight, you'll have nothing to worry about.
Chloe: Where are all your staff?
Curtis: They'll be here shortly.
Chloe: What is that?
[ Grunting ]
Curtis: Shh, shh, shh, shh! Shhhhhh!
Clark: Jimmy. Where's Chloe? I've been looking everywhere.
Jimmy: We had a major misunderstanding, C.K. I need your help.
Clark: There's no time. Where is she?
Jimmy: Well, she's jumping to conclusions. She stormed out of here before I could explain.
Clark: Did she say where she was going?
Jimmy: No, but she dropped off this Rubik's Cube of a rant, and I have no idea what it means. "After tonight, I might not remember you, so don't let me forget why we belong together."
I don't get it, C.K. What's happening tonight?
Chloe: [ Grunts ] What are you doing?
Curtis: Taking your heart and giving it to Sophia. Thanks to you, Chloe Sullivan, my love will last forever.
Clark: Where did Knox take Chloe?
Lex: Look, Clark, I want to stop Knox as much as you do. I've checked every address we had on file. They're all d*ad ends.
Clark: He didn't disappear into thin air, Lex.
Lex: No, but he's had a lot of experience covering his tracks. [ Into his cell phone ] Send me the pictures on Knox. [ To Clark ] I used face-recognition software to run an image search.
[ Beeps ]
Lex: There we go.
Clark: Knox wasn't alive during world w*r ii, Lex. He's too young.
Lex: He's much older than he looks. This is Knox in 1888. And here he is in 1675. Clark, he's had 1,000 names, and he's lived for centuries. That's why you can't k*ll him. Curtis Knox is immortal.
Clark: Well, he couldn't have gotten far. He must've dropped this in the struggle with Chloe. It stopped less than an hour ago.
Lex: "Este perpetua." "May you live forever." It's a Roman greeting. I've seen this before.
Clark: The Victorian Arms?
Lex: Knox was the robber baron who owned it. He lived there in the '20s. Maybe he never moved.
Chloe: If your wife is sick, I can cure her with my abilities.
Curtis: Sophia's perfectly healthy. I've induced her coma simply to reduce her stress before the procedure.
Chloe: You put her in a coma because you knew that she would freak if she knew that you were playing fatal games of operation with innocent people. That doesn't sound like eternal love to me.
Curtis: You've been around, what, two decades? What do you know about true love?
Chloe: I know there's someone that I want to live to see again.
Curtis: A schoolgirl crush. Very quaint. Unfortunately, you won't be able to say goodbye. Now, let us begin.
Chloe: I came here for help, not to be cut open by some Jack the Ripper wannabe!
Curtis: I was Jack the Ripper. I promise, I'll make this quick. Ah!
Clark: Chloe?
Chloe: [ Grunting ] Clark!
Curtis: Your powers might be far beyond those of mortal men, but you've met your match.
Clark: [ Grunts ] I won't let you k*ll anyone else.
Curtis: I'd k*ll 1,000 more to never have to be alone. You don't know the pain of living centuries watching the women you love grow old and turn to dust!
Clark: You and I are more alike than you think.
Curtis: I won't go through it again!
[ Crackling, air escaping ]
[ Flatline ]
Curtis: My god. What have I done? No, no. No. No! What have I done? No. No. Please don't leave me. Please. Look at me.
[ Crickets chirping ]
Clark: What'd you do with Knox?
J'onn: Your father and I had a "don't ask, don't tell" policy when it came to crime and punishment. I suggest we abide by the same rules.
Clark: You didn't k*ll him, did you?
J'onn: Knox is immortal, Kal-El. You can't k*ll him. I know what it's like to have feelings for the people here, but the truth is, you'll outlive them all. And when they're gone, you still have a greater calling to fulfill. Have you found the crystal?
Clark: I got a little sidetracked.
Kara: What is he still doing here? I heard red eyes telling you about my father. He's the one who can't be trusted. Ask him to tell you about what he did to my family.
J'onn: Your father was a traitor.
Kara: He's lying. Who are you gonna believe, Clark ... your family ... or this Martian Manhunter? Guess this family reunion is over.
[ Clears throat ]
Lana: Hey. I heard the police shut B.C.E. clinic down and that Curtis Knox went AWOL. Did you have anything to do with that?
Clark: Turns out he was k*lling his patients. Chloe's story got her in a little over her head.
Lana: Oh, my god. Is she okay?
Clark: You know Chloe ... there's not a whole lot that can keep her down.
Lana: She's lucky to have someone like you in her life, Clark. We all are.
[ Sighs ]
Lana: What's wrong?
Clark: Lex helped me find Knox.
Lana: Well, he probably has an ulterior motive. Lex doesn't generally do things out of the kindness of his heart.
Clark: He told me you stole $10 million from him.
Lana: You can see what he's doing, right? He's trying to destroy what we have all over again. Clark, that money was a part of the divorce settlement. I plan on using it to help the meteor-infected people who have been victimized by LuthorCorp. Don't let Lex's lies come between us. You know I'd never hide anything from you.
Jimmy: Hey. There you are. Remember me?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Jimmy!
Jimmy: That's a good sign. Your letter was a little "Da Vinci Code," and I'm no cryptologist, but ... I brought this ... to remind you why we belong together.
Chloe: Oh.
Jimmy: It's the cocktail napkin from that July Fourth party where you gave me your number.
Chloe: Oh, the Grandville carnival. This was the best first date ever.
Jimmy: And my favorite ... a piece of stained glass from the bullpen that broke during that weird earthquake last fall.
Chloe: Okay, now I'm the one that needs the decoder ring.
Jimmy: We lost touch for the longest time, and the day that we bumped into each other again, the world ... ... well, it literally shook. And if that's not a sign, I don't know what is.
Chloe: Jimmy, I'm so sorry about all the craziness I've put you through in the last couple of weeks.
Jimmy: Well, let's just agree that the future will be more normal. Deal?
Chloe: You know, I don't think I can make you that promise. I don't think things will ever be normal between the two of us.
Jimmy: Okay. Wait a sec. Is this because of Kara? Because after all the times that you left me on hold to go run off and help Clark, I'd hate to think that you're gonna give me a hard time for helping Kara once.
Chloe: No, this isn't about Kara. This is about me. This is entirely me.
Jimmy: What's going on, Chloe? Um ...
If you can't say it ... try some sign language or subtitles.
Chloe: I can't. I'm sorry.
Jimmy: So am I. 'Cause I've tried really, really hard to be the understanding boyfriend, but there's only so much a guy can take before there's nothing else to do but jump.
Chloe: I don't know what to say.
Jimmy: Maybe that earthquake wasn't a sign. Maybe it was a giant fluke just like this relationship.
Chloe: Maybe you're right.
Jimmy: You know what? I can't do this any more, Chloe. I can't. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x04 - Cure"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 25, 2007
Director: Cut!
Man: k*ll playback. People, we're losing light.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Chloe: Thanks to you, Smallville's finally getting a close-up.
Clark: When I said they could film at the farm, I didn't realize that half of Hollywood would show up at my doorstep.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] At least revel in the irony that they've chosen a single-theater town to sh**t their bazillion-dollar "Warrior Angel" film.
Clark: I guess I never really got into comic books.
Chloe: Oh, come on. Who doesn't love the story of a small-town boy who grows up to save the world from the evil Devilicus?
Clark: I didn't know you were such an avid follower.
Chloe: I'm not. It's just right now, fiction's a lot more appealing than reality. I mean, dating is so overrated. Who really needs the extra added headache of worrying about tables for two and wardrobe remorse on a movie night. [ Chuckles ] In other words, I've had plenty of free time to create Kara's fake back-story. Your cousin's secret identity is practically Google-proof.
Clark: That's great. Maybe when she clears her head and comes home, she'll appreciate it.
Man: Sorry, guys. Got to move you back.
Clark: All that for one star.
Chloe: Clark, Rachel Davenport is not just a star. She's practically her own constellation. I mean, don't you watch movies at all? Turns out miss super diva put a moratorium on all press interviews. God, an exclusive with her would definitely put a snap back into my editor's suspenders.
Man: And roll sound! Roll camera! Here we go. Roll playback. And ... action.
Rachel: Steven, you won't believe the photos I got us, baby. Meet me at the French place in an hour.
[ Engine turns over ]
Director: Cut. That was perfect. Rachel, that's a cut. What the hell? Rachel, that's a cut. Oh, my god.
Rachel: Is it supposed to be like this? Oh, my god! Somebody help! Somebody help me!
[ Air whooshes ]
Rachel: [ Grunts softly ] So, you just totally saved my life. You're amazing.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] I didn't hear you come in last night.
Lana: I know. You were already asleep when I got home from Nell's. And you looked so cute, I couldn't bear to wake you. [ Chuckles ] But even heroes need their beauty sleep. After years of these articles, you'd think I would have figured it out.
Clark: I guess people only see what they think is possible.
Lana: Well, I, for one, am glad I've seen the light.
Clark: And I think the spotlight is better suited in Hollywood.
Clark Kent? Ms. Rachel Davenport is requesting your company on the set.
Lana: Looks like I'm not your only fan.
Rachel is very busy, so keep it short and don't ask for an autograph.
Clark: No problem.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Ms. Davenport, your guest has arrived.
Rachel: Attention, everyone. Mr. Kent and I need some one-on-one. Thank you. See you all in a little bit. Today we sh**t the famous date scene. Warrior Angel's about to stand me up it's heartbreaking. In his defense, I'm sure he has a good excuse. Anyway, I just wanted to thank you ... personally. That was really brave, what you did.
Clark: After what happened, I'm surprised you're not in the hospital.
Rachel: God, no. I got my start on a medical drama. Two seasons of bad memories. You mean you haven't memorized my entire acting repertoire?
Clark: You know, I don't watch a lot of movies.
Rachel: Clark, I'm kidding.
Clark: Oh.
Rachel: You know, it's refreshing for someone to see the real me, not just the tabloid version.
Man: I'm sorry to interrupt, ms. Davenport, but this girl said she absolutely needed to speak to Clark.
Clark: Rachel, this is my friend Chloe Sullivan. She works at the Daily Planet. She'd love to interview you.
Chloe: Hi.
Rachel: Hi. Usually, I don't give interviews, but you know what? For a friend of Clark's ... sure thing.
Chloe: Wow. Okay. Except I'm ... I'm afraid I'm actually in line behind the sheriff. Um, after your crash, the police autopsied your vehicle, and it looks like someone jimmied the accelerator and cut the brake line.
Sheriff: No offense, Ms. Davenport, but the only accident here is that Clark saved your life.
[ Exhales sharply]
Lois: It's Lois Lane, L-A-N-E. Lane! No time for chitchat, chasing a lead.
If you were on point, you wouldn't have let the Ledger scoop you on the Davenport story. Head out to the set and sniff out a scandal.
News flash ... white-collar crime is this season's Hollywood D.U.I.
Lois: LuthorCorp recently purchased 100 acres of land a mile from the dam where Lex was building his toy soldiers.
Grant: And I'm stifling my yawn because?
Lois: Because it's not one of Lex's "look at me, I've changed" stories.
Grant: This fiction should come with NoDoz. Besides, orphanages, hospitals ...
Lois: Nobody goes to bed Satan and wakes up Oprah. It's a front.
Grant: You're new here, so maybe you didn't read the memo, but you need proof to write a story. There's nothing on the property except a lone cabin and a bunch of "danger, no trespassing" signs. Do yourself a favor, Lane. Drop the lead.
Marilyn: You decided to join us.
Lionel: [ Hoarsely ] Water.
Marilyn: Oh, of course. You must be parched.
Lionel: [ Gulping ] [ Exhales sharply ] Where am I? Who are you?
Marilyn: I'm Marilyn.
Lionel: Why haven't you taken me to a hospital, Marilyn?
Marilyn: Wow. Not even a "thank you" before you start asking for silk sheets.
Lionel: Aah! What is ... I ... [ Grunts ] What the hell is this? You unlock it, Marilyn.
Marilyn: You know I can't run that risk. Not even for Lionel Luthor.
Lionel: They're gonna find me, Marilyn. It's only a matter of time, you know.
Marilyn: As far as I know, there's not a lot of people looking. Maybe it's time you found some better friends. It's Marilyn. He's finally awake.
Rachel: Tell me the truth. Are you different than other men?
Clark: How can you ask me that? You barely know me.
Rachel: I know you enough to see you walk around with a secret so powerful it won't let you close to anyone.
Clark: Um, "You should be with someone who can give you the love you deserve."
Rachel: You are that someone. But you want to lie and run away. Why?
Clark: Um, uh, "Penelope, if I ever hurt you" ...
Rachel: you can't hurt me if you love me.
Clark: Whoa.
Rachel: It's okay. It's part of the scene.
Clark: Yeah, but I have a ...
Lana: Girlfriend.
Clark: Lana.
Rachel: [ Scoffs ] Rehearsing lines.
Clark: This is, um ... Rachel.
Lana: I know. I'm Lana.
Rachel: Hi.
Lana: Hi. I hope that Clark saved some of those lines to rehearse with me later.
Rachel: [ Chuckles ] You know what ,I'm gonna go to the kitchen, have some cookies, and drink whole milk.
Lana: I didn't realize that Rachel was actually staying here.
Clark: I figured the farm was more off the radar. No one would look for her here.
Lana: Well, I didn't want to freak her out, but Chloe might have found a clue about the attacker. She got sidetracked by her editor, but she e-mailed us this. Warrior Angel internet blogs. Not all the fans are enthusiastic about the film's interpretation.
The movie stays true to the mythology in all ways but one. In the comics, Warrior Angel's girlfriend dies. And in the movie, she doesn't. Blogs, message boards, fan forums ... these are all pretty extreme. How are we supposed to narrow this down to the one psycho who's willing to k*ll?
Clark: There's one poster, Devilicusrebel, who's becoming more and more aggressive. "When will Davenport learn our hero lives in solitude? Her blood will unleash the truth"?
Grew up on a farm with two dogs, only child, home-schooled. Looks like our 19-year-old from Minnesota keeps a flawless record.
Lex: Keep searching. I just read about your heroics in the paper. Who needs Warrior Angel when we've got our own Clark Kent?
Clark: Actually, that's why I'm here. I was wondering if you could help me with a reference. You're the biggest Warrior Angel fan I know.
Lex: Was a fan. I haven't picked up a comic since we were friends. Back when I saw life as black and white. When I realized good and evil was gray, the stories lost their magic. Though I have to admit, yours is the last nose I'd expect to find in a comic.
Clark: Someone wants Rachel Davenport out of the movie.
Lex: This could be a clue to the next att*ck. "A Hero In Solitude." Issue number 5.
[ Air hisses ]
Lex: One of my favorites. It's the first time the archrival Devilicus gets the upper hand. Warrior Angel's girlfriend gets in over her head. In trying to expose Devilicus' darkness, she goes face to face with one of the most powerful villains in the Fantasy Comics universe. So Devilicus does something no reader sees coming. He sh**t her. Warrior Angel can't get there in time, and she dies in his arms.
Clark: I read the script. In the movie version, Warrior Angel saves his girlfriend's life.
Lex: Sounds like Hollywood went for the happy ending. In the comic-book world, when you're destined to save mankind, you're destined to be alone.
[ g*n cocks ]
Ben: Here you are, sir. Loaded, ready to go.
Director: Thanks.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Director: All right, we're rolling. Rolling! And ... action.
Warrior Angel: [ Panting, gasps ] You'll never live to expose me.
Devilicus: If it's not me, it'll be someone else. Sooner or later, you'll be seen for who you really are.
[ Air whooshes ]
Director: Cut! All right, that was good. Let's do it again.
Ben: Nice catch ... superhero.
[ Beeps ]
[ Door uks ]
Lois: Okay. Wow, I am really good at this.
Lex: Remind me to change my locks.
Lois: Lex. I thought you were being honored by the green cross tonight.
Lex: Where did you get this? You know, Lois, journalists have spent the last decade unearthing my life, turning whatever dirt they can find into bad headline puns. Do you really think you're different? I don't have any secrets left.
Lois: It's not a secret that you purchased land by the dam where you were conducting illegal experiments?
Lex: I never authorized the purchase of any land by the dam.
Lois: Well, not to be callous, but with your dad M.I.A., there aren't a whole lot of Luthors around these days with authorization privileges.
Man: Mr. Luthor?
Lex: Escort her off the premises.
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Grunts, gasps ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Glass shatters ]
Marilyn: Careful, Lionel. We're not all millionaires.
Lionel: Look ... I was wrong earlier. I should thank you ... for everything. To be honest, it's starting to get a little lonely all the way out here in the middle of nowhere. It's nice having company. But I don't have time!
Marilyn: Aah! [ Groans ]
[ Camera shutters clicking ]
Reporters: Here he comes. What's it like dating a Hollywood starlet? Is it true that Rachel's staying here at your farm? Would you like to make any comment? How long have you been dating? Are you an aspiring actor? Do you have any future plans?
Clark: Rachel, the sheriff said that he wasn't able to come up with any more ... leads. This place is surrounded by paparazzi. What are you doing?
[ Exhales sharply ]
Rachel: More like undoing six hours in a body harness and the stress of a death thr*at.
Clark: Rachel, if the paparazzi found you, then the person who att*cked you knows you're here.
Rachel: [ Sighs ] So much for de-stressing. Can you excuse us, please?
Masseuse: Certainly.
Rachel: Can you hand me that robe over there?
Clark: Yeah. Rachel, what's this?
Rachel: A messenger delivered it.
Clark: Warrior Angel comic book?
Rachel: What's going on, Clark?
Clark: Let's go. We're leaving now. This place isn't safe anymore.
Lionel: [ Panting ] It's you. Thank god.
Lana: [ Breathing heavily ] How did he escape, Marilyn?
Marilyn: I don't know.
Lana: I'm not paying you to make mistakes.
[ Cell phone rings ]
Lana: Don't say a word. Clark, hi. Just watching a movie with Aunt Nell. Of course, I'll pick up Rachel as soon as I can. Okay.
Clark: Chloe, I'm glad you're still here.
Chloe: Yeah, well, overtime really helps me resist all temptation to grace Jimmy's MySpace page. What's up?
Clark: The fan stalking Rachel must have seen me catch that b*llet. He's the only one who knew it was real. Now he thinks I'm a superhero.
Chloe: Oh, my god, Clark. This guys' blog gets, like,10,000 hits a day. One post, and all of a sudden you're everybody's favorite boy wonder.
Clark: Can you track this Warrior Angel comic to its owner?
Chloe: I'd be a pretty lame sidekick if I couldn't.
Clark: Okay, when I was scanning all of those blogs, I came across a collector who tracks Warrior Angel comic sales. Maybe he's registered this one. Here we go. Cosm comics in Metropolis sold one to a Ben Meyers last week. 815 Vine Street.
[ Knock on door ]
Clark: Ben?
Ben: [ Chuckles ] I knew you'd find me. Only a real hero would.
[ Beeps ]
Clark: You're the production assistant from the movie. Where are you?
Ben: Oh, come on. If I told you that, you'd never let me go.
Clark: You're behind the att*cks, aren't you?
Ben: Warrior Angel was all I had. He gave me something to believe in. He gave me hope.
Clark: Warrior Angel wouldn't try to k*ll someone.
Ben: You can't mess with someone's idol. That's exactly why nobody believes in heroes anymore. Including you, Clark. And that's where I come in. Just like Devilicus made Warrior Angel stand up and save the world. You need help. You just don't know it yet.
[ Beep, static ]
Lex: Dad? You're alive. I never gave up on you.
Lionel: Lex, why did you do this?
Lex: But I see you've given up on me.
[ g*n cocks ]
Marilyn: Don't you make me pull the trigger.
Lex: Easy.
Marilyn: We can't all be heroes, Lex. Besides, I read about you Luthors. Lionel would rather stick around and have his other wrist broke than be saved by you.
[ Grunts ]
Lex: Dad. Dad! Dad!
[ Breathing heavily ]
Rachel: Lana, I'm sorry for what you saw in Clark's loft.
Lana: Rehearsing lines? [ Chuckles ]
Rachel: It's in his eyes. You're the center of Clark's universe. I've only seen love like that once in my life.
Lana: What happened?
Rachel: [ Chuckles ] The director yelled "cut."
Ben: Updated call sheets.
RacheL; Oh, god. I can't escape work for three seconds? How did you find me?
Ben: Destiny.
[ Electricity crackles ]
Ooh!
[ Grunts ]
Ben: Sorry, Lana. But there's a hero living among us, and there's only one way he'll accept his calling. You need to die.
[ Electricity crackling ]
Chloe: [ Panting ] What did you mean when you said that he was trying to make you accept your destiny?
Clark: That I was supposed to stand for something greater. It was my job to save the world.
Chloe: He didn't think organic farmer was a close second?
Clark: This guy's delusional, Chloe. You couldn't possibly agree with him.
Chloe: Do you want to cue my editorial, or do you want to help me find the guy who's gonna out you?
Clark: What about his hard drive?
Chloe: Might help. I think it's too rational. I mean, if Ben is this fractured, we're gonna need to loosen a few screws of our own. Approach his next move like someone who's blurred the line between fiction and reality.
Clark: So let's think. If I'm Devilicus, what is the worst possible thing I could do to Warrior Angel to make him accept his destiny? Lana.
Lana: Let me go!
Ben: I can't. [ Panting ] Don't you see? Clark was made for a greater glory, but until he gives up his own desires and focuses on the rest of the world, thousands of lives are at stake.
Lana: And mine doesn't matter?
Ben: I know it's not easy being a superhero's girlfriend, Lana, but Clark has to face his destiny alone. And you're standing in the way.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: [ Grunts ] Lana.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Metal crunches ]
Grant: This is crap.
Lois: Are you reading it upside down?
Lionel Luthor lives.
Lois: And he was found on LuthorCorp land that no one in the company claims to have purchased. Now, did Lex use my tip to find his father, or has he been keeping him there all this time?
Grant: You went behind my back. The rules were, stay away from the Luthors.
[ Sighs ]
Lois: Careful, Grant, you're starting to sound like you care about me.
Grant: More like annoyed ... that I'll have to baby sit you Friday night. The planet's being honored. You're going with me to accept.
Lois: [ Laughs ] Tempting. I take notes and look pretty, you get to sit at the bar and schmooze with all the important people.
Grant: I was thinking more along the lines of, you getting some face time with the who's who of Metropolis and rescuing me from some long-winded speeches.
Lois: You asking me on a date?
Grant: God, no. I'm your boss. You know what? That's it. You're fired from being my plus one.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] You can't f*re me. I never accepted. Here. Something tells me you don't want to be scooped again by the Ledger. Oh, and for the record, if I had been your plus one, you would have been my arm candy.
Lionel: Lex told me you're living here now. Well, you haven't wasted much time getting back to your roots, have you?
Lana: Lionel, I heard what happened. Are you okay?
Lionel: It's hardly reassuring to read your own obituary, but you should know that, I suppose, shouldn't you?
Lana: They said that you were being held c*ptive by a crazy woman.
Lionel: [ Laughs ] Indeed I was. You.
Lana: I would never be involved in something like that.
Lionel: Oh, please. That line stopped working for you the day you faked your own death. Lex gave me the details, which leaves only one question unanswered. How much does Clark know?
Lana: I'm sure that he's thrilled that you are alive and well.
Lionel: I'm sure that you have managed to convince yourself that you did everything for the sake of Clark Kent. That your love could protect him half a world away. Finding your body and paying your captor seems rather complicated from a hotel in shanghai. You may have lost the Luthor name, but it's the Luthor instincts that keep those claws of yours sharp. Lana, please listen to me. You are on the edge of a dangerous precipice. You could easily tumble down into someplace very dark ... and very hard to escape.
Lana: I hope you don't plan on spreading these lies to Clark.
Lionel: Lies? I don't believe your good intentions. You're not trying to protect Clark. This is about retribution. Let him go, Lana, before it's too late.
Ben: Lex Luthor. What are you doing here?
Lex: I thought you might enjoy this. Here.
Ben: [ Gasps ] These are the rarest Warrior Angel comics ever. They're worth a fortune. Why are you giving me this?
Lex: Because I've been known to believe in something after the whole world tells me I'm wrong.
Ben: Devilicus ... he said that exact line to the president in issue ... 175.
Lex: Ben, they dragged you in here kicking and screaming because you claim you saw a man with superpowers swipe a b*llet out of thin air. I'm here to listen.
Ben: There's nothing to say. It was all in my head.
Rachel: Help, somebody! [ Laughs ] Got ya Clark: Did you ever consider a career in acting?
Rachel: [ Chuckles ] I wanted to say goodbye. But don't worry ... I'll be back for the sequel.
Clark: What's this?
Rachel: Thanks ... for showing me Smallville had more to offer than a tax break. It's a little something from the movie. Every hero needs one. I signed on to Warrior Angel for publicity and a paycheck, but after meeting you, I'm starting to believe that heroes really do exist. There's something special about this one, Lana. Hold on to him.
[ Engine turns over ]
Clark: I sure hope that comment about a sequel was a joke.
Lana: [ Chuckles ]
Clark: You okay?
Lana: Just thinking about what Ben said.
Clark: Oh, Lana, don't. Ben was a crazy fan ... who got locked up in belle Reve.
Lana: He needed hope, and he's not wrong. Millions of people look up to Warrior Angel.
What if those people could look up to you instead?
Clark: Well, Lana, there's not even a million people in Smallville.
Lana: Clark, I just want to grab onto you and never let you go ... but one day the world will need you more than I do, and I don't want to be the one holding you here.
Clark: I'm not going anywhere. For the first time in my life, I have everything I've ever wanted, and it's right here on this farm with you.
Lana: Okay. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x05 - Action"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 1, 2007
[ Rumbling ]
[ Crashing ]
Kara: Please don't send me away, Father.
Zor-El: This is for the best. Until this w*r is over, you'll be safer on earth. The journey takes three years ...
Kara: Three!
Zor-El: It's the only way. The council destroyed all the remaining portals so General Zod and his men couldn't escape.
Kara: What if I never see you again?
[ expl*si*n ]
Zor-El: I'm your father, Kara. Trust my wisdom.
Kara: Everything and everyone that I love is here on Krypton.
Zor-El: This crystal is your way back to us. As long as you have it, the world you know and love will be safe.
Kara: Why can't you come with me?
Zor-El: I'm needed here to protect Kandor. You must protect the crystal. It contains instructions for what you must do when you rescue your cousin Kal-El.
Kara: I don't want to go.
Zor-El: Remember, Kara, a true Kryptonian embraces their destiny no matter what.
Kara: I love you.
Zor-El: You must go now. Go. I love you, Kara.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Support for the meteor-infected. This is what was so urgent.
Chloe: Right now, my worries should be the least of your worries, Clark. The FAA halted all air traffic over Washington late last night. Some commercial airline pilot reported a near miss with an object that sh*t into the sky in a red-blue blur.
Clark: No.
Chloe: Yeah, they think it may have been a ground-to-air m*ssile, but if you ask me, I think we just found ...
Clark: Kara. Chloe, this is all my fault.
Chloe: Clark, you're not the one who played chicken with an airplane. Besides, she's not your responsibility. You're her cousin, not her father.
Clark: I pushed her away, Chloe. I didn't trust her. Now she's alone and angry. I have to find her and bring her back before she hurts someone.
Chloe: Or uncorks the Kent family secret. I mean, clearly, Kara does not fly below the radar.
Jimmy: Hey, Clark. Did you hear from Kara? And is she okay? You guys look worried. What's going on?
Clark: Apparently, Kara decided to go to Washington, D.C., alone, and not tell anyone.
Jimmy: Maybe she's doing the tourist thing. Postcards are probably already in the mail.
Chloe: You know something, don't you?
Clark: Jimmy, she's my cousin. She's my family. If you know anything, you need to tell me.
Jimmy: Kara asked to see a video that Lois took of some so-called spaceship out in Granville. The recording was ruined, but I managed to get a partial image of equipment that ... pointed to the government.
Clark: And you didn't tell us this because ... ?
Jimmy: Because Kara asked me to keep it a secret. She trusted me. I'm sorry, C.K. She said it was a hobby. I had no idea that she'd follow the lead all the way to Capitol Hill.
Clark: Thanks, Jimmy. Chloe, if he's right, the government might have Kara's crystal.
Chloe: That's her last tie to Krypton. She'll do anything to get it back.
Clark: Lionel ... welcome back.
Lionel: Clark. Oh. [ Chuckles ]
Clark: I'm glad you're okay.
Lionel: Yes, well ... in the darkest hour, the soul is replenished and given strength to continue and endure. [ Chuckles ] Luthors are survivors, Clark. I hear that a new member of the Kent family has turned up in Smallville.
Clark: My cousin Kara.
Lionel: Kara. You haven't mentioned her before, have you? Which side of the family?
Clark: My father's side.
Lionel: Oh. Which father?
Clark: My adoptive father. Look, the reason I came here ... I stumbled across an underground government lab. It's located beneath this silo in Granville. You have a lot of contacts in Washington. I thought maybe you could tell me something about it.
Lionel: What were you doing in a government lab, Clark?
Clark: Researching a story for a friend.
Lionel: I believe that lab in Granville belongs to the Department of Domestic Security. Tell your friend that ... tell her it's not a front-page story.
Clark: Domestic Security?
Lionel: So, they deal with terrorism. Among other things. You know, Washington has had a wary eye on the heavens for decades, Clark, watching for any thr*at from beyond the stars. I've heard they call that program Starhawk. They came to Smallville right after the second meteor shower. I've done everything I could to divert their attention away from you.
Clark: Why didn't you say anything to me?
Lionel: Your life is complicated enough. I understood they were about to leave Smallville. They'd found no conclusive evidence of an alien thr*at. Do you think that something they discovered, something in that lab, changed their minds?
Clark: Tell me everything you know about Starhawk.
Scientist: Composition ... beryllium ... aluminum silicate with fluorine ... 7% material unknown.
Carter: Lock it down. Give me a full report as soon as possible.
[ Motor whirring ]
[ Door beeps ]
Lex: Quite the brain trust you have here, Agent Carter. This is a restricted facility. You never told me you stole something from that spacecraft.
Carter: Our work is classified ... for reasons of national security, Mr. Luthor.
Lex: And you've obviously made an effort to see it remain secure. However, the term "classified" has never prevented me from getting what I want.
Carter: That's right, you've got this angelic, blonde saint watching over you.
Lex: In the halls of power, you don't amount to much, Agent. It's only a matter of time before I find out what it is you're hiding.
[ Beeping ]
[ Beeping, whirring ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Woman: So, they put it to a vote.
Man: You know, the redhead out of Langley.
Man #2: I'd rather be out in the field chasing UFO's than stuck in a lab. Half the stuff's hazardous.
Man #3: I've been working so hard, I haven't been able to get a ... date.
Man #4: Nice choker.
[ Chuckles ]
Kara: You, uh, work for Domestic Security?
Lab technician: I know I've had a few, but am I really that obvious?
Kara: You know what's sexy? The thought of a government agent keeping me safe.
Lab technician: I'm not really an agent.
Kara: Don't tell me you're just another pencil pusher from the home office across the street.
Lab technician: No, I head up a team of lab technicians outside the city.
Kara: Hmm.
Lab technician: But we go out in the field a lot.
Kara: Good. I was hoping you were hands-on. Ever investigate anything ... I don't know ... extraterrestrial?
Lab technician: Excuse me?
Kara: You know, UFO's, aliens, galaxies far, far away?
Lab technician: I ... I can't really be talking about what I do.
Kara: Life on other planets ... that's hot. I would have loved to have chatted about it.
Lab technician: Yeah.
Wait.
Kara: Where did you find the ship?
Lab technician: Um, Kansas ... out in the boondocks somewhere.
Kara: I can't believe that you work with real flying saucers. It's such a turn-on.
Lab technician: What do you say ... we get out of here?
Kara: In these spaceships, ever find anything in them?
Lab technician: We can talk more at my apartment. It's not too far away.
Kara: Oh, come on, secret-agent man. Tell me what was in that ship, and I'll go wherever you want.
Lab technician: Oh, it's just some weird crystal. We're studying it at the lab.
Seriously, do you really think that I can wait till we get to your place?
Kara: Hmm? Well ... why don't we get a bit more comfortable?
[ Air whooshes ]
Lab technician: Hey, where did you ... ?
[ Sighs ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Alarm blaring ]
Receptionist: Can I help you?
Chloe: Yeah, I was hoping I could get a ...
Lana: Chloe.
Chloe: Lana?
Lana: What are you doing here?
Chloe: I stumbled across the !sis Foundation website and saw they were reaching out to meteor victims. I ... I wanted to see if I could get an interview. Do you work here?
Lana: You could say that. I actually kind of am the foundation.
Chloe: When did you become such a champion for the meteor-challenged?
Lana: Lex ruined lives with 33.1 ... not just his victims, but their families and friends. I'm using the divorce settlement to fight back.
Chloe: Lana, this is a little more impressive than just writing a check. I mean, this is a major operation.
Lana: Right now, it's just me in an office. But eventually, I'd like to open a free clinic, start support groups, set up a crisis hotline.
Chloe: I'm so proud of you. Why didn't you tell me?
Lana: I don't want anyone to know until I've had the chance to build this into something real.
Chloe: You're on the Web. You're already out there.
Lana: I launched the site so that people that needed help could find me. Grassroots is really all I want right now. Chloe ... do me a favor and don't tell Clark, okay?
Chloe: I thought you two were all about full disclosure now.
Lana: Well, you know how he is. He's gonna think that the work's too dangerous, and he's gonna try and talk me out of it.
Chloe: Lana, I've interviewed enough people to know when someone's bending the truth. And as much as I love what you're doing, I'm sensing a right angle in here somewhere.
Lana: That right angle is your imagination. Please, Chloe, don't tell Clark anything.
Chloe: This conversation is officially off the record.
Lana: Thank you.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Lab technician: Hey! Give me back my wallet.
Kara: I will when you tell me the reallocation of the crystal. Shh!
Lab technician: [ Groans ] Who are you?
Kara: It wasn't in the lab! Where is it?!
Lab technician: It's there! We never move it!
Clark: Let him go, Kara. Give him his wallet back.
Kara: [ Sighs ]
Clark: I've been looking all over for you.
Kara: Congratulations. You found me. Is this the part where you give me a stern talking-to?
Clark: You're looking for the crystal, aren't you?
Kara: That's my business, not yours.
Clark: You nearly took out an airplane, Kara. Do you have any idea how many people you could have k*lled?
Kara: My mind kind of wandered.
Clark: If you continue this way, it's only a matter of time before you get hurt or found out.
Kara: Why do you care?
Clark: You're my cousin, Kara. I care about you.
Kara: Well, family believes in one another. And you betrayed me.
Clark: You'd rather talk to anyone else but me. I'm really trying here, but everything I've been told ...
Kara: by who? Your friend, the Martian Manhunter? My father wasn't a traitor. He didn't try to k*ll anyone. He was a good man. I'm gonna prove that to you.
Clark: Forget about the crystal. It could be anywhere.
Kara: That crystal is the only thing I have left from home. But you could care less.
Clark: That's not true.
Kara: It's always about what you want. You act like such a hero. But really, all you ever think about is yourself.
Clark: I'm not the one who took off and didn't tell anybody where I went.
Kara: Was I supposed to give you an itinerary? We may be cousins, but I don't have to like you. Stay out of my life.
Clark: I'm not letting you leave.
Kara: You don't have a choice.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Glass shattering ]
Jimmy: Kara. You okay? When did you get back from D.C.?
Kara: I just flew in.
Jimmy: You know, Clark was looking for you. He was really worried. You might want to think about diving into the digital age and use your cell phone.
Kara: Don't worry about Clark. Look, I hope you don't mind me using your computer. Just thought I'd check some stuff against the planet database.
Jimmy: No, no, that's no problem at all. Feel free to rev your search engine here anytime. Well, unless you're hacking into national security networks.
[ Keys clacking ]
Jimmy: Which is exactly what you're doing. Kara, this is top-secret information. They can trace my I.P. address and arrest me for this.
Kara: Not after running it through a torpark filter and rerouting it through half a dozen servers.
Jimmy: You are a very mysterious girl.
Kara: I'm trying to find who entered this one lab, someone who could have stolen something from it. Have you ever heard of LX Dynamics?
Jimmy: Yeah, they're a LuthorCorp defense contractor working assignment down at one of their plants.
Kara: As in Lex Luthor.
Jimmy: Here, scoot over, and I will pull up our file on them. And here ...
[ Air whooshes ]
Jimmy: ..it ... Kara?
[ Keys clacking ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Carter: I suspected that you and Luthor were working together.
Kara: What are you doing?
Carter: I've been waiting for the chance to use these restraints on you. When I saw how that meteor rock disabled your ship, I figured it might do the same thing to the passenger.
Kara: Tell your boss I only want what's mine.
Carter: My boss is the United States of America. We have some questions for you.
Lex: What the hell are you doing?
Carter: Step back, Mr. Luthor. This is a matter of national security. I said stand down.
Lex: You better have official authorization to make an arrest. You're being recorded.
Carter: I disabled the feed.
Lex: My guards will be here in seconds.
Carter: I disabled them, too.
Lex: What have you done to her?
Carter: You stole something from me.
Lex: I don't know what you mean.
Carter: Is it a coincidence you were in my lab the same day she broke in?
Lex: What makes you think she would break in to your lab?
Carter: You've got my property hidden somewhere in here, but it doesn't matter anymore. She's the real prize now. So blinded by devotion, he couldn't see the danger that you pose our planet.
Lana: Clark, it's Lana. I know where Kara is.
Lex: I don't need a frank assessment, Senator, just your assurance Agent Carter will be fired by morning.
Clark: Where's Kara?
Lex: Take it easy, Clark.
Clark: Where is she?
Lex: She was just arrested by the Department of Domestic Security.
Clark: I swear to god, Lex, if you're lying ...
Lex: I tried to stop the agent, but he got the upper hand. I only want to help her.
Clark: I wish I could believe you.
Lex: I swear. She's been taken to a lab in Virginia. Clark, why would they arrest her?
[ Kara groaning ]
Kara: Why are you doing this? You're hurting me.
Carter: Well, if I wasn't hurting you, you'd be hurting me. We humans ... we call it "survival of the fittest."
Kara: I am human.
Carter: Then how did you smash into an impenetrable vault? See, I talked to that lab tech, the one you tried to seduce. I know it was you. This machine will reveal the truth. Summerholt created this technology to force people to relive their memories. But it was unstable. Now I can control the process by delivering the meteor-rock solution directly into your veins. I want to know about your home planet.
Kara: You're on it. It's called Earth.
Carter: Now ... let's start at the beginning.
Kara: [ Groaning ]
Carter: Where are you from, and when did you first arrive on this planet?
Lara: Kara?
Kara: Hi, Aunt Lara.
Lara: You followed me?
Kara: Well, with the speed we have on this planet, it wasn't hard.
Lara: Visiting me at home is one thing, Kara, but sneaking through the last remaining portal to follow me here was far too dangerous.
Kara: I had to get out of Kandor. The w*r's been getting worse, and I can hear the mines being b*mb day and night.
Lara: Does Zor-El know you're here?
Kara: You know my father never lets me out of Kandor alone. But he's been spending so much time in the lab that it was easy to sneak away. Why are you here?
Lara: I ... I wanted to see where my son may grow up.
Kara: What? But you don't have ... wait. You're pregnant? I'm so happy for you! I know how much you and Jor-El wanted this!
Lara: He's our miracle baby.
Kara: I don't understand. I mean, why would he grow up here?
Lara: Kara ... Krypton may never see the end of this w*r. Jor-El's Brain-InterActive Construct may very well save us, but I won't risk my son's life on that chance.
Kara: Well, I'll be there, and I'll protect him.
Lara: As much as this pains me, it may be my only choice. I can't let the destiny of my child be dictated by the fate of our planet.
Kara: Well, aren't you worried about your son growing up with humans? I mean, they're so primitive.
Lara: Jor-El visited Earth many years ago, and he chose this family because he was impressed by their capacity for love.
Kara: I hope it's more impressive than the way that they live. This place is a mess.
Lara: It's one of many structures, Kara. It's not the residence. Come, let me show you.
Kara: Okay, Aunt Lara.
Carter: [ Gasps ] Amazing. You were here before the first meteor shower.
Kara: No. I'm hallucinating.
Carter: No, it wasn't a hallucination. You came to Earth in 1986.
Kara: It's not true! I never ...
Carter: who did you visit?
Kara: I didn't. I swear.
Carter: That would be a lie. So, I guess we could use a little higher concentration.
Kara: [ Grunting ]
Carter: I want you to go back to your first journey here. Who did you contact?
Kara: What if we get caught, Lara? Are these people here right now?
Lara: No, they're attending a spiritual celebration called church. It's one of their traditions.
Kara: Hmm. Sure smells a lot better in here.
Lara: I believe they're cooking. Sunday roast. [ Sighs ] It is so peaceful here compared to Krypton. It's a true home.
Kara: I don't know. It's kind of small and cluttered.
Lara: Careful, Kara. We must leave no trace of our visit. I don't want to influence them in any way. They're destined to raise my child. It's important they feel secure.
Kara: Have you given your baby a name yet?
Lara: No. With everything happening on Krypton, Jor-El and I have yet to discuss one. He'll be so far from home. Our sun will be nothing but a distant star.
Kara: Maybe you could name him Kal-El. And that way, when he looks at the sky, he could think of us.
Lara: Kal-El. Well, that's a beautiful name. This must be her. She'll make a good mother. Kara.
Kara: Don't you want your son to have a picture of you?
Lara: We better hide it somewhere. Zor-El!
Kara: Father!
[ Metal shearing ]
Clark: Get away from her!
Carter: Oh, my god. You're one of them.
[ Groaning ]
Carter: I figured there was more of you, living among us, hiding in plain sight.
Clark: She's been exposed too long. You're k*lling her.
Carter: Extreme measures for extreme times. I had to push her to her limit to learn about your dangerous species.
Clark: If you disconnect her, I'll tell you everything you need to know.
Carter: Yeah, you will ... when I'm done with her.
Clark: Kara! Kara, wake up.
Kara: Father!
Zor-El: Kara, I told you not to leave Kandor!
Lara: It's my fault. I thought Kara could learn something about the world by coming here.
Kara: It's not true.
Zor-El: Kara, you wait outside.
Lara: There's no reason to be angry. You know Kara is safe with me.
Zor-El: You always did watch out for her. In fact, I'm relieved you're here. We both know our planet could be destroyed soon. With the end so near, there's no reason to return. Stay with me here on Earth. We could rule this planet with strength as a family.
Lara: Jor-El ... he's my husband. We're having a child ... a son.
Zor-El: Jor-El's blood runs too cold to be a father.
Lara: You tried to k*ll him. What does that make you?
Zor-El: Passionate! My brother stole you from me. He took away my life.
Lara: Jor-El didn't steal me.
Zor-El: He'll never feel the way I feel about you. I know you love Kara. I'll love your son as my own.
Lara: Zor-El, stop! You're delusional.
Zor-El: We will be together, Lara. If not here today, then one day through my science.
Lara: Your science? You ... you stole my DNA?
Zor-El: Your strands are safely stored within a crystal that, like you, is full of light and beauty.
Lara: I refuse to be your next science experiment!
Zor-El: Oh, you're much more than that, Lara.
Lara: Zor-El!
Kara: Father! How could you?
Zor-El: I told you to wait outside!
Kara: What are you doing?! Stop!
Zor-El: You will forget everything about this day.
[ Flatline ]
Clark: No, no, no, no. Kara?! Kara, come back! Kara!
[ g*n ]
Clark: Kara.
Sorry, Clark, I'd never have told you about this place if I'd known how dangerous it was.
[ Flatline continues ]
[ Monitor beeping ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Kara: Kal-El. I'm so sorry.
Clark: It's okay. Everything's gonna be all right.
Kara: I don't believe it. After all this time. That means that I really was here, and everything that I saw is true.
Clark: When I saw my mother in your memory, she was so beautiful ... just as beautiful as she is in this picture. You really loved her, didn't you?
Kara: I did. Just like I love my father. Until now, I thought he was such a god ... a real Kryptonian hero. But you're right. He was nothing like that.
Clark: Your father did some terrible things. But in his own misguided way, I'm sure he loved you.
Kara: I don't know what's worse ... finding out the truth or losing who I thought he was.
Clark: We're not defined by our parents, Kara. One of the most important things that my adoptive parents taught me is that we shape our own destiny.
Kara: Maybe it's time I stopped holding on so tightly to my past and started looking ahead to my life on Earth ... find the kind of friends that you have. I'm sorry, Clark. I was so obsessed with trying to find the crystal that it put us both in danger.
Clark: I don't blame you for wanting to find the crystal so badly ... especially now that I know how important it is.
Kara: I said some terrible things to you ... things that weren't true. I'm happy you're in my life, Clark.
Clark: Well, I'm happy to be in your life, Kara. Lara loved you very much.
Kara: I'm glad you got to see my memory of her.
Clark: Me, too. I hope I can see her again someday.
Lionel: Striving for complete isolation? Dangerous choice. No man is an island entire of itself.
Lex: Glad to know your son still ranks a spot on your busy itinerary. I tried to use the LuthorCorp jet the other night, but you'd already taken it to Washington. I'm amazed you'd be traveling so soon after your recent ordeal in the woods.
Lionel: I've got some catching up to do. Oh, I got a bit of news from my contacts at the department of Domestic Security. There's a new girl in town. And apparently, you are fascinated with her.
Lex: [ Chuckles ] If you're referring to Kara Kent, I'm afraid you're mistaken. She just works for me at The Talon.
Lionel: First Lana, now Kara. Don't you think it's time to give up this fixation with Clark and everyone connected with him?
Lex: So, that's it? Your fatherly advice for the day?
Lionel: Can't I take an interest in my son's well-being?
Lex: Oh, and which son is that? You spend as much time protecting Clark as you do pushing me away. Exactly whose father are you?
Lionel: I wish I could say yours and be proud. Your treatment of Lana ...
Lex: Come on, Dad. I learned from watching you with Mom. I was just ... being a Luthor.
Lionel: I don't know what you're being. You have crossed a line.
Lex: Look ... I realize your first instinct is to assume the worst, Dad. But believe me, I'm not that person anymore.
Lionel: You're right. You're not. These illicit projects of yours ... you hide them like an expert. I'm sure you can fool the people around you. You can probably fool yourself. But not me. [ Chuckles ] You can never fool me.
Kara: I think I owe you an apology for running off last night.
Jimmy: I know what it's like to chase a lead, Kara. I just hate to think that you only want me for my computer.
Kara: No, it just takes a lot to put a frown on that face of yours, James. I was so focused on tracking down spaceships that I wasn't much of a friend. You were there for me every time.
Jimmy: So, you noticed.
Kara: Noticed? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had any leads to chase.
Jimmy: Well, I don't know, Kara. I saw how fast you went from computers 101 to hacking the Pentagon. I think you can do just about anything once you put your mind to it.
Kara: Well, right now, all I want to do is treat you to lunch. How about some more Chinese? I'm getting the hang of that whole chopstick thing.
Jimmy: I'll go get my jacket. Okay, great. Whoa.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Hey, you're looking chipper.
Jimmy: Really, I do? It's nothing. It's just a ... beautiful day.
Chloe: You know, even though we're not each other's a*t*matic plus-one anymore doesn't mean we still can't be friends. Are you doing anything for lunch?
Jimmy: Actually, I ... I have plans. With Kara. It's just lunch, Chloe.
Chloe: Look, I know how this is gonna sound, coming from me, but you and Kara are from different worlds. Just be careful, okay?
Jimmy: Chloe, Kara is from Minnesota. It's not like she's from another planet. After you.
[ Insects chirping ]
Lana: So, what's the big surprise?
Clark: I wouldn't have found Kara if it wasn't for you. I'm glad you still have those contacts in the mansion.
Lana: I'm just glad she's okay.
Clark: Well, when I found her, Lana, she gave me this. It's my birth mother. Her name is Lara.
Lana: She's stunning. Clark, this was taken in your house. When did you ...
Clark: it's a long story, Lana, but there is more. I told you I wanted to share everything with you.
Lana: What's in that?
Clark: Inside this crystal ... is my mother's DNA. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x06 - Lara"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 15, 2007
[ Wind chimes tinkling ]
Kara: Clark, Coast City could not have been more awesome. I mean, who would have thought that Jimmy Olsen could shred those waves with the best of them? Where's Lana?
Clark: Lana's in Metropolis. She's visiting her Aunt Nell.
Kara: Clark, are you okay?
Kara, do you ever think about your parents and it feels like they're ... practically calling out to you?
Kara: Yeah. I'm always thinking about my family. My mom and dad will always be with me. And so will Lara.
Clark: I feel like I know something about Jor-El, but my mother, she's always been a mystery to me.
Kara: I have an idea. I will tell you everything you ever wanted to know about the incredible Lara-El ... in the morning. Get some sleep, okay?
[ Wind chimes tinkling ]
[ Squeaking in distance ]
Lara: You must come to the fortress. I need you, my son. Save me.
Jor-El: The crystal you carry was made by Zor-El. It has no place in this fortress.
Clark: My mother needs my help!
Jor-El: It is far too late for that, my son. Like all of Krypton, your mother is gone forever.
Clark: It's not true. We need to help her.
Jor-El: Every experiment my brother conducted was motivated by power and greed.
Lara: Hurry, my son. I have little time left. Hurry!
Jor-El: Do not allow human emotions to cloud your judgment.
Clark: I won't turn my back on my mother.
[ Grunts ]
[ Rumbling ]
Lara: Jor-El? Is that you?
Clark: I'm Kal-El.
Lara: Kal-El? My son. My beautiful boy. You're a man.
Clark: Are you sure you're okay?
Lara: Oh, I'm more than okay. I thought I would never see you again. It's ... it's like a dream. A dream that started out like a nightmare.
Clark: When I heard your voice, you were in trouble.
Lara: The last I remember, the world was exploding around me. You must have heard my cries. I knew your father was working on a plan. I didn't think he would send me through a portal forward in time.
Clark: There's something you should know about how you got here.
Kara: Aunt Lara? Aunt Lara! Oh, my God.
Lara: Sweetheart. I'm so happy you managed to escape.
Kara: My father put me in a ship and sent me away in the nick of time.
Clark: You must have come from my crystal.
Kara: Crystal? You've had it all this time?
Lara: Kal-El? What crystal?
Clark: You didn't come through a portal.
Lara: Zor-El. His technology ... it worked.
Kara: Does that mean my father's here, too?
Lara: If I emerged from this crystal, I am certain his replicant is right behind me. And he is dangerous.
Clark: It doesn't matter. There's three of us and one of him. We'll find him and stop him.
Grant Gabriel: Where's the face?
Lois: Lasik, anyone? It's right there.
Grant Gabriel: That's not a face. That's a blur. A compromising page - one pic of our philandering mayor needs two eyes, a nose, and a mouth. That's what makes it compromising. Who took these?
Lois: You're looking at her.
Grant Gabriel: Well, you're a woman of many talents, Lane, but clearly photography isn't one of them. Next time, take Olsen.
Lois: Forget the pictures, then. The story speaks for itself. "Golden-boy mayor throws it all away for raven-haired nanny." What the hell was he smoking?
Grant Gabriel: He doesn't smoke. Some women just happen to have the power to turn a man's better judgment upside down.
Lois: When did you learn that nugget of wisdom?
Grant Gabriel: Not until very recently.
Lois: Mmm. I want you to admit something. Your decision to hire me was based on hedonism, not journalism. I knew it. My job is a total fraud.
Grant Gabriel: But I made the decision to hire you before I ever saw your pretty mug. It was an edge-of-your-seat exposé on underground cage fighting. It was just a coincidence that you happened to be incredibly irresistible.
[ Clattering ]
[ Whooshes ]
Zor-El: My dear Kara. You're all right. I had a feeling I might find you at this farm. Oh.
Clark: I know you tried to k*ll your brother.
Zor-El: I've changed, Kara. I'm a better man than I was.
Clark: After all you've done ... why should I believe you?
Zor-El: I've been given a second chance, in a new world. I won't make the same grave errors. Especially taking my family for granted. Our planet is gone, Kara. Family is the only thing we have left. I want to start over with you. I want to be your real father.
Clark: I still remember the songs you sang me to sleep.
Zor-El: We can be together again. With Lara and Kal-El, as a family. You just have to trust me.
Clark: I want to.
Zor-El: It's all right. It's all right, my angel. Go to the fortress, Kara. Wait for me.
Zor-El: Jor-El's vessel. You can't hide your identity. The crystals led me right to you. As his emissary, you speak on Jor-El's behalf. Lara and her son will listen to you. You must convince them to heed my words.
Lionel: [ Hoarsely ] Your words won't help you here, Zor-El.
Zor-El: [ Groaning ] Just as stubborn as my brother. Soon you could be just as d*ad. If you value your life, tell Kal-El to trust his uncle. You'll be better off in the end.
Lionel: Kal-El is following his own destiny. I will do nothing to stop his course.
Doctor: Let's get moving.
Lionel: Clark?
Doctor: You need to lie still, sir.
Lionel: I have to speak to Clark.
Clark: Lionel, I'm here.
Lionel: Clark, he's looking for a woman. Lara. Her name is Lara.
[ Telephone rings ]
Lois: Hey, cuz. What's the latest headline?
Chloe: "Busy writing story."
Lois: Looks like someone woke up on the right side of the bed this morning.
Chloe: At least I woke up in my own bed.
Lois: What's that supposed to mean? I told you, I was working on a story.
Chloe: Story about a reporter and her editor getting an exclusive between the sheets?
Lois: Look, Chloe.
Chloe: I know you're impulsive, but come on.
Lois: It wasn't an impulse. It's not like I did a double gainer blindly off a cliff.
Chloe: But don't be surprised if you pancake faster than you think. Of all the people in the world, you had to end up with your editor.
Lois: So I strayed into the minefield of misguided romance again. But I swear to you, it had nothing to do with me getting the job or getting ahead. You don't believe me, do you?
Chloe: I do believe you. The problem is, will anyone else? Lois, gossip spreads faster than a bad rash. And sooner or later, people are gonna start scratching, assuming one thing ... Lois Lane jump-started her career on her managing editor's diehard battery.
Lois: Let them think what they want. I am not gonna let watercooler chitchat splash cold water on my previously nonexistent personal life.
Chloe: You're a big girl. You can do whatever you want. But if you want to be taken seriously as a reporter, you have to break this off before it breaks your career.
[ Door opens ]
Clark: Kara's standing guard at the farm. You should be safe here until I can locate Zor-El.
Lara: I won't put you in any more danger, Kal-El. Let Zor-El come and find me. I have nothing to fear.
Clark: Look. Ever since I found out I was adopted, all I could do was imagine what my real mother would be like. And now you're here. I don't want to lose you.
Lara: You already lost me. Your real mother died with Jor-El.
Clark: I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.
Lara: The Kents have raised you well.
Clark: Lana, what are you doing here?
Lana: Kara told me you were here. She said you might need my help.
Clark: What I think she wanted was for you to meet my mother, Lara.
Lara: Hello, Lana.
Lana: It's an honor to meet you.
Clark: Lana, now that you're here, would you mind staying with my mother? I have to go meet up with Kara.
Lana: Yeah. Of course. I'll go make some tea.
Lara: Kal-El, before you leave, I want you to have this. It was your father's. His victory ring, given when he first became a member of the council. It's Kryptonian tradition to pass it on to the firstborn son when he comes of age. Kal-El? Are you okay?
Clark: Yeah. I think so.
Zor-El: Of course. Jor-El's son. With the same devious look in your eye.
Clark: How did you find me?
Zor-El: Kara told me.
Clark: She'd never do that.
Zor-El: Your cousin only wants what's best for the House of El. She's waiting for us at the fortress so we can begin our mission to save our race.
Clark: I saw what you did to Lionel. You don't want to save anyone.
Zor-El: The weak must be sacrificed for the greater good. Something your father could never understand. He could have saved Krypton if he wasn't such a feeble minded pacifist.
Clark: Jor-El did the best that he could.
Zor-El: Yes. And where is he now? What is he now? A voice. I'm here, in the flesh, ready to serve my people. Come, Kal-El. Let's go get your mother.
Clark: I'll never join you.
[ Grunts ]
Zor-El: If I had raised you, you would understand about duty and responsibility.
[ Gasping ]
Clark: My abilities. What did he do to me?
Zor-El: Your father's ring might symbolize victory back home, but here it means defeat.
Clark: My mother gave me this ring.
Zor-El: She had no way of knowing the blue mineral robs your powers. I, on the other hand, did a little research in one of my earlier walkabouts on Earth. I knew she'd slip it on your finger, like the good Kryptonian mother she is. She was so proud of your father.
Clark: It was a trick. Her voice. All so I would activate the crystal.
Zor-El: If Kara failed to activate the crystal, I knew I could appeal to your human tendencies.
[ Tires screech ]
Zor-El: Kal-El, the blood of the House of El runs through your veins just as it does mine. As much as you want to deny it, your destiny is to rule. And we can do that together as a family.
Clark: But you're not my family.
Zor-El: If you weren't Lara's son, I'd end your life right now. I don't know much about human behavior, but you seem ill at ease.
No. No. Not at all.
You're worried I'll discover the darkness you're concealing. Don't let it overpower the goodness.
You must fight it.
Zor-El: Lara!
Lana, leave.
Zor-El: You don't have to fear, my love. There's a new life waiting for us up in the frozen north.
Clark: Let her go.
Lana?
Chloe: Oh, my God. You said it was bad, but I didn't expect "Raging Bull" bad.
Clark: The good news is the E.R. doctor said that Lana has no internal injuries. She'll be fine.
Chloe: Yeah, but you're not. Blood and sweat on Clark Kent are never a good combination. Hey, listen. A little advice. Until your wedding day, refrain from wearing rings of any kind.
Clark: I was tricked, Chloe. It's all part of Zor-El's plan. She was crying out for me. I couldn't just ignore her.
Chloe: Trust me. I get wanting to see your long-lost mother. But, Clark, the sad reality is your mom died. You can't bring people back from the d*ad.
Clark: She's not a zombie. She's my mother. I have to do everything in my power to save her.
Chloe: Powers which at this point are sorely lacking. This is where having a super-charged cousin comes in handy.
Clark: Kara betrayed me. She's on her father's side.
Chloe: Wow. I guess no matter how twisted and evil Zor-El is, he's still her dad.
Clark: This is why I need you to give me a ride. I need to get this ring off my finger and go to the fortress.
Chloe: Look, Clark, my Yaris gets awesome mileage, but I seriously doubt it'll get us all the way to the North Pole.
Clark: How about to my barn?
Lex: I told you you'd come to love this town. There's no finer women in the world. But you've probably figured that out by now.
Grant Gabriel: Actually, work is all I've had time for.
Lex: Wait a minute. You're not dating anyone? Come on. What about all the legions of female reporters scurrying under your feet? What about them? Lois Lane, for example. Sexy, smart.
Grant Gabriel: All true. Doesn't mean I have to date her.
Lex: Was that not poetry in motion? So I guess you've been researching an article on her bra size lately? Word travels fast. Why not tell me?
Grant Gabriel: I didn't think it was relevant.
Lex: Look, for all I care, you could date every girl from the copy room to the boardroom, just not Lois Lane.
Grant Gabriel: I don't get it. What's wrong with Lois Lane, other than her bad spelling?
Lex: The woman has an insatiable curiosity. It's only a matter of time before she connects the dots.
Grant Gabriel: The situation's under control, Lex. I can easily keep her out of our business.
Lex: I know you're careful, but it's not worth the risk. I'm sorry. You have to end it.
Grant Gabriel: Look, I'm fully aware of everything you've done for me, but that doesn't give you the right to control my life.
Lex: I beg to differ. Remember, if it weren't for me, you'd be nothing.
Zor-El: Kara! Leave now!
Kara: No. We're a family.
Zor-El: Lara, it's our duty to repopulate this planet. The humans, they would call us Adam and Eve.
Lara: But it won't happen because I will never be with you.
Zor-El: Even with your son's life at stake?
Lara: No.
Kara: Father, you can't possibly think of hurting Kal-El.
Zor-El: It may be a necessary step.
Lara: You have me. I'm here. Don't lay a hand on my son.
Kara: What are you doing?
Zor-El: Pulling a dark curtain over this yellow sun. Soon, the human detritus will be k*lled off and we can begin our mission.
Kara: No. You don't need to k*ll anybody!
Zor-El: Only Kal-El can remove it. Kara, these human pests will overrun us. They need to be eradicated.
Lara: What will happen to my son?
Zor-El: I'll go and bring him into the shelter of the fortress. But you must promise not one more word of protest, Lara. Or he will die with the rest of them.
[ Buzzing ]
Chloe: Hey! Hey! Hey! I know the blue "K" is seriously cramping your style, but you don't have to grind your finger off!
Clark: I don't know what else to do. It's unbreakable.
Chloe: Considering what all the other flavors of Kryptonite do, being normal might not be such a bad thing.
Clark: Not when the people I care about are in danger. I have to get to the fortress with or without my abilities.
Don't forget your book.
What's happening?
News: We're looking at sunny skies this weekend in the Smallville, Granville, and the surrounding areas. Now let's take a look at our seven-day forecast. There's no storm on the horizon.
It's too dark for a storm. It's an eclipse.
Chloe: That's astronomically impossible. The next one isn't for years. Zor-El.
Male announcer: When it snows, it's no fun man: Oh, God. If this is the apocalypse, I'd better get my dogs.
I'm sure there's some really boring scientific explanation. The sun is not some birthday candle you can just blow out.
Grant Gabriel: Okay, everybody. Time to stop gawking, start reporting. You're journalists, not stargazers. Let's move! Lane, I knew you'd be burning a hole in your retina. I've been searching all over the Planet for you.
Lois: Wow. We have something in common.
Grant Gabriel: I need to see you in my office five minutes ago.
[ Door closes ]
Grant Gabriel: Lois ...
Lois: Grant ... Look, for a girl who's not easily swept off her feet, I am basically bl*wing in the wind here.
Grant Gabriel: Well, for a guy who usually pulls the rip cord after the first date, I'm soaring through the clouds. Lois, the truth is ... we need to stop seeing each other. Let's face it. This relationship is inappropriate.
Lois: Totally unprofessional.
Grant Gabriel: I'm your editor.
Lois: I'm a reporter.
Grant Gabriel: And if there's one thing we can do, it's separate our feelings from our work.
Lois: Are you kidding me? Easy as pie. I never even liked you that much.
Grant Gabriel: So it's settled, then.
Lois: Like it never happened.
Kara: Aunt Lara, I am so sorry. This is all my fault. I thought my father had changed. I had no idea he wanted to hurt anyone.
Lara: Of course you didn't, sweetheart. My husband always kept a dagger at home. He was a peaceful man, but he believed in protecting his family at all costs. I won't let your father hurt my son.
Kara: Neither will I. Give it to me. I'll do it.
Lara: No, Kara. This is not your fault. It's about me. I will defeat him.
Kara: But if you fail, he'll k*ll you. And you mean way too much for me to ever let that happen.
Zor-El: Kara. I've searched everywhere. Kal-El is nowhere to be found.
Lara: You had no intention of finding him. It was a ruse, just to placate me, wasn't it?
Zor-El: When are you going to trust me, Lara? You would k*ll your own father.
Kara: If it meant protecting Earth and every living creature on it. I may not have been here long, but I've learned one thing. Everything you've told me about humans is wrong. They are good people, and they're worth defending.
Zor-El: Then you leave me no choice.
Lara: Zor-El, she's your daughter!
Zor-El: You have no idea how much this pains me, but my duty far surpasses the bond of blood.
Kara: [ Choking ] Father, I can't breathe.
Zor-El: Sorry, my angel.
[ Grunts ]
Clark: Kara, back away.
[ Grunts ]
Kara: Clark. Clark! The crystal! You're the only one that can stop the eclipse.
Lara: Kal-El. Zor-El must be destroyed. Shatter the crystal.
Clark: No. You could be destroyed along with it.
Lara: As long as this ring remains on your finger and you have no power, you cannot fulfill the destiny your father and I have envisioned for you.
Clark: It doesn't matter anymore. What's important is we're together.
Lara: I will always be with you. Destroy it.
[ Grunts ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Zor-El: No!
Lara: Do it, Kal-El. Save Kara!
Clark: Mom. Kara? Kara?! Kara?
[ Thunder rumbles ]
[ Horns blaring ]
[ Tires screech ]
Woman: I was gonna close early, but ... you look like you could use something warm.
Kara: Where am I?
Woman: Detroit. Motor city. Michigan. I know the street signs can be awfully confusing around here. But I've never seen anyone this lost. What's your name, hon?
Kara: I don't know.
Lana: Still no word?
Clark: None. I don't think Kara's ever coming back. All because of me. I just ... I hope she's still alive somewhere.
Lana: Clark, you only wanted to see your mother. If anyone can understand that, it's me. There's no point in beating yourself up.
Clark: Why not, Lana? People I care about got hurt. And Jor-El was right. I shouldn't let emotions get in the way of my common sense.
Lana: You grew up on a planet of human beings. It's okay to feel. Your emotions are a part of who you are.
Clark: Yeah. They're more dangerous than Kryptonite.
Lana: Clark, you got to meet your mother.
Clark: Lana, I always thought that if I ever did meet my mother, she wouldn't live up to the idea that I had of her. She did.
Lana: Clark, I will never be as strong as your mother. And after everything I've done, I'm not sure I'm as good a person as you deserve.
Clark: Lana, we all make mistakes. I'm living proof of that. It's how we come back from the mistakes. That's what matters.
Lana: How do you come back when you feel like you're at the point of no return?
Clark: Lana, look at everything you went through to help my mother. You're not that far gone.
Chloe: Looks like someone's on a lethal deadline.
Lois: I'm trying to get this eclipse story in before the sun sets on my career. What genius invented the keyboard? I mean, how hard would it have been to put the letters in alphabetical order?
Chloe: I hate to break it to you, Lo, but I think that the fact checkers are gonna have a field day with that one. Astronomers are saying that it wasn't an actual eclipse. It was just some huge, circular shadow that was caused by water molecules.
Lois: Not the astronomer I talked to. Trust me, Chlo. I'm thinking two-inch-tall headline.
Grant Gabriel: Lane, of all the days on the calendar, you pick this one to shift into slo-mo.
Lois: Just keep your pants on. I'm almost done. I need a couple more milliseconds.
Grant Gabriel: No. You snooze, you lose. Larkin has already submitted his piece. I'm running it as tomorrow's headline. Might want to try a typing class. Give you a leg up.
Chloe: Why do I get the gnawing suspicion that you two have had the Dear John conversation?
Lois: Yes, we sure have. And let me tell you, those conversations tend to quickly veer into awkward territory.
Chloe: You know, you think he'd be man enough to suck it up and treat you like everyone else.
Lois: Yeah. You'd think so.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Assistant: None of our satellites were affected. Just a few lost megawatts at our solar facilities.
Lex: Proceed as planned.
[ Door closes ]
Grant Gabriel: You'll be happy to hear Lois Lane and I no longer share a toothbrush. It's over.
Lex: Look, I know she's not the type you want to catch and release. But trust me, it's for your own good.
Grant Gabriel: Are these for my own good? What am I, Lex? Your own private reality show?
Lex: I'm keeping an eye on you so you don't get into trouble.
Grant Gabriel: You're spying on me. And it stops now. I don't care how much you've helped me. I'm not a rat in one of your labs.
Lex: You're right. I'm sorry. I went overboard.
Grant Gabriel: We can't keep this secret forever, Lex. I'm not afraid of Lionel Luthor.
Lex: Well, you should be. No one can know. Do you understand? If he found out the truth, he could k*ll you.
Grant Gabriel: I'm his son. You're my brother. How could he?
Lex: Our dear old Dad told the world that you were d*ad and then secretly gave you up for adoption all because his wife was terminally ill. He's not gonna want that skeleton stepping out of the closet.
Grant Gabriel: What he did happened a long time ago.
Lex: In the public's eyes, there's no statute of limitations in leaving your infant out in the cold. Trust me. It's better the world knows you as Grant Gabriel.
Grant Gabriel: My name is Julian Luthor.
Lex: Not outside of this room.
Clark: I know that her father was your enemy, but Kara is my cousin! With everything this fortress can do, there must be some way to track her down.
Jor-El: If you had heeded my warning, this would have never happened. Kara's well-being is no longer our concern, Kal-El.
Clark: I know what you were like on Krypton! What happened to dedicating your life to help others?
Jor-El: That is not my mission.
Clark: I don't believe you.
Jor-El: Her disappearance was not my doing. Zor-El is the only one who knows that answer.
Clark: Zor-El is gone.
Jor-El: You have chosen to defy me yet again, Kal-El. And you seem to lack the capacity to learn your lesson. I am sorry, my son. This defiance cannot go without consequence. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x08 - Blue"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on December 13, 2007
Previously on Smallville ...
Everything is about meteor freaks lately.
Ok. I thought we agreed we weren't gonna use that word anymore.
Clark, the crystal! You're the only one that can stop the eclipse.
I just need to know that you love me, no matter what.
What do you think is stronger, Clark-
her hatred for me or her affection for you?
I mean, of all the people in the world, you had to end up with your editor.
Trust me. It's better the world knows you as Grant Gabriel.
My name is Julian Luthor.
Kara!
Kara!
There's no way to trace where the alloy disappeared to.
I suggest we find it.
You have chosen to defy me yet again, Kal-El.
This defiance cannot go without consequence.
And now ... an all-new "Smallville."
Anyway, what was saying?
So you did bring me in here to work?
Right - work.
You need to stop blabbering to the world that I am writing the Lex Luthor exposé.
It's the biggest story of the year.
I- I just thought we agreed that our dating life would be off-the-record.
We're hiding in a storage closet.
What more do you want from me?
It didn't cross your mind that inquiring minds might wonder why a ...
rooky basement dweller is writing this story?
It has nothing to do with us.
Well, if I'm gonna keep our -
this a secret, I need to make sure that the only part of my body earning me stories ...
is my reporter's nose.
I didn't give you the story.
Lex requested you.
What?
Clark? Hi. It's your daily freak-out call.
Seriously two weeks with no callback. What's going on?
Lana said you guys smooth everything out before you went to the fortress, I'm getting tired of lying about you being in Minnesota.
I can get really angry or really scared.
Hey, was that Clark?
He said he would fix our satellite dish two weeks ago.
It still looks like Jack Frost puked all over the TV.
He's still in Minnesota, spending the holidays with Kara.
Well, when he returns from those 10,000 frozen lakes, I would rely like my "daily show" back.
In the meantime, happy holidays.
I had the printshop compile all my research on LuthorCorp, so there you go - 101 ways to make Lex Luthor squirm.
Thanks, cuz. You're actually my first legitimate source.
Thank me for convincing you to break it off with Grant.
Now no one can say you didn't land this one fair and square.
Did anyone lose their phone?
Hello?
You've been ignoring me.
Uh, you got the wrong person here. It's not my phone.
I know. But it's not easy getting your attention, Lane.
You erased my e-mails. You tossed my letters.
I'm trying to help you bring down Lex Luthor.
Hey, I appreciate that, but when it comes to LuthorCorp conspiracies, a lot gets tossed in the "crazy" bin.
See if this gets me to the top of the pile, Lane -
There's a b*mb on your cousin.
If you try to get help, if you so much as whisper a single word to anyone, Chloe dies.
Do I have your attention now?
"Somebody save me"
"Let your warm hands break right through me"
"Somebody save me"
"I don't care how you do it"
"Just save me, save me"
"Come on"
"I've been waiting for you"
"I've made this whole world shine for you"
"Just save me, save me"
"Come on"
When I suggested a dinner meeting, I was hoping to consume calories, not burn them.
Well, technically, I should be stringing popcorn at a su1c1de slum's nursing home, but then I wouldn't have the pleasure of beating you two bouts to one.
In that case, I'm afraid you've traded one business event for another.
I want you to ask someone else to write your exposé.
Lois has a mysterious way of diving for a penny and coming up with the Holy Grail.
Well, I appreciate your brotherly concern, but I don't have anything to hide.
Well, that's certainly a cavalier approach to a m*rder accusation ... and a public divorce.
Lois knows what she wants, Lex. She'll get to you. Or, more importantly, get to you.
You know, for someone who claims to have broken it off with her, you certainly sound concerned by what she uncovers.
I'm not the one Lois has a vendetta against.
I thought you would have learned by now.
I always find a way to win in the end.
Slow down, Adrian.
I'm not exactly Mozart on the keyboard.
I got everything up to you being an escaped clone from LuthorCorp.
With a body aging on overdrive.
I'll be d*ad any day now.
Well, you'd think Lex Luthor would have kinks like that work out.
I know. It sounds crazy, but you need to believe me.
It doesn't matter what I believe. I am printing this to protect my cousin, and take it from a fellow Lex-hater ...
The Planet won't print anything without proof.
Just write the story.
In a couple of hours, every newspaper in the country will be begging for it.
Come on.
DELIVERY FAILED!
What?
You don't think I covered bases?
Don't try anything cute.
Are you nuts?! What are you doing?!
I saw you staring at me.
Yeah, so? You're a babe.
Great. You're a t*rror1st and a pervert.
Deactivate the b*mb!
b*mb? W-what b*mb?
Very funny.
"Office America. How may I help you?"
Oh, crap.
What the hell's going on?
I am so sorry. I thought you were someone else.
You need some serious help, lady.
I'm getting security.
Great.
Pull yourself together, Lois.
Hey, man. I told you I was sorry.
I told you to shut your mouth.
Now, you're gonna walk out of there and finish this story like nothing happened.
I'll clean up your mess.
You k*lled him.
And next time, it'll be Chloe.
Lana.
Clark.
Oh, my god. You've had me so worried.
Were you in your fortress this entire time?
Time is so different there, I didn't realize how long I was gone for.
Did you find Kara?
There was nothing I could do.
I think it's time I accept the fact that she's gone and move on.
Kind of a tall order these days.
Well, I'm back, and you're here. That's what matters now.
Clark ... as much as I have missed you, I think maybe being apart was good for us. I had some time to think, to evaluate my priorities. I'm dropping my fixation on Lex and all of his projects.
I had some time to do some thinking myself. I may know a way for us to get back on the same page.
I need you to show me everything you have on Lex. We'll get him together.
This isn't exactly hot chocolate on the boardwalk.
What are we doing here?
Look what I drove you to do.
If this is some attempt at a guilt trip, I haven't been watching Lex for weeks.
Lana, it's time I face what I did to you.
What you did?
What I didn't do.
Let you open up about how much Lex hurt you.
I wanted to just move on, forget it ever happened, but you couldn't.
You hid your feelings, and you hid your research.
You must have known I felt responsible for everything ...
Lex did to you while you were with him.
Everything he did to you while you were protecting me.
Lex is the villain here, not you.
I know. That's what I'm saying.
Lex needs to be put behind bars, Lana. You were right. I think you hold the key.
Scion?
Or what's left of it.
That vial, I must have destroyed it when I wrecked Lex's lab.
Before you showed up, he was talking about some alien invasion.
Do you think that this has something to do with it?
Lana, if this is alien technology, you didn't destroy it.
Lana, what is it?
If you really want to partner with me on this, then I think it's time you see everything that I found on project scion.
Any outgoing?
Yeah. Right here.
Come on, lady.
Oh. Thanks.
Hey! So, good news. Clark is back from the twin city, so I'm just gonna drop off my rewrite and en head over and, uh, say hello.
DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT. KA-BOOM!
Great. Cool.
So, I'll, uh ...
send him your warmest?
I'm sorry. I'm just busy prepping the interview.
You sure everything's all right?
Yeah. Just peachy. See you later.
If we're taking Lex head-on, there's no point in sugarcoating it ...
I think scion might be more live than we thought.
I take it Lex doesn't know you found it.
Not so much an "it" as a "her. "
While you were gone, Casey Brock, a LuthorCorp lab tech working on scion, was found ... half-conscious in an alley. She was exhibiting random, incoherent speech patterns and was suffering from ... toxic levels of metal poisoning.
So you had her quarantined.
What other choice did I have?
When I heard about Casey's strange symptoms, I had my contacts at the !sis foundation have her transferred down here.
So, this ... this isn't exactly official.
It is extreme, but if she had something to do with scion, then I couldn't have the other patients exposed to whatever was in her bloodstream.
What do you mean "was"?
Overnight, the metal content in her body dropped dramatically. My team could find hardly any trace of zinc, magnesium, or iron.
So whatever it was siphoned her body's natural minerals and moved on.
She's been doing that since she was admitted. No one understands what she's saying.
I'm not surprised. She's speaking Kryptonian.
Jimmy.
You know, I'll just, uh, grab the next one.
Don't be ridiculous. There's plenty of room.
Yeah, uh ... you know, the thing is is that I'm - I'm going the other way.
We're in the basement. Travel options are kind of limited.
Right.
You going to the Christmas party later?
Nah.
I think I'm gonna pull my Scrooge card on this one and stay home.
I heard Susan from H. R. is bringing mistletoe tonight.
I know. I'm all about the amusement factor.
If I remember correctly, there was mistletoe last year. It ... didn't seem to stop you.
Yeah, well, that was different. I mean, I already had my sights set on ... you.
Oh, my god. We're stuck. With a b*mb.
LUTHORCORP FIRST FUNCTIONING CLONE I got to say - much cuter in person.
Adrian.
Your attention to yourself, and I'll decorate that elevator with your cousin.
Where's my story?
Now, I haven't exactly read "C-4 for dummies," ... but I'm guessing that if we' babysitting a b*mb, it'd be somewhere in this pile.
This is, uh ... Not supposed to be in there.
Jimmy, I seriously doubt my secret Santa planted a b ...
Oh, wow.
I have the worst secret Santa ever.
It's all in there.
"LuthorCorp's first functioning clone."
Something tells me you wouldn't go this far if it weren't the truth.
My body won't hold out much longer. I'll be d*ad by Christmas. Celebrate Christmas, Lane?
Yeah. We used to send out the Christmas portrait every year. Me in an ugly sweater, mom with her fake smile, and dad ... missing his football game.
Then you must know how it feels when one of them is in danger.
You'd think.
After I escaped from LuthorCorp, I went looking for them - My parents, my Christmas memories ... it's all a fiction some scientist downloaded into my brain. Yet, I remember them like they're real.
And come tomorrow morning's early edition, the world will now what Lex did to you.
Now, please, let my cousin go. The deal was - I write the story, you give me Chloe.
Not quite. You need to force Lex to confess what he's done.
Don't make me remind you what's at stake.
If you can hear me, we're in the center elevator at the Daily Planet with a b*mb.
Hurry, please, Clark.
Clark!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You waste your one phone call on Clark?
I didn't realize we had so few flares.
Regardless, you called Clark before you dialed 911. I mean, what's he gonna do, dismantle the b*mb with his great hair?
Lois snuck me a note, which mean at she's under surveillance by whoever's orchestrating this.
Now, how would it look if a swat parade trampled through the bull pen?
Smile at the nice people. See? No one suspects a thing. You have your bag?
My finger is on the detonator. No confession, your cousin dies. Try to warn them, your cousin dies. Let's go see the boss.
Everything Casey's been rambling turns out to be hex code. Like a pattern of Kryptonian zeroes and ones.
Right.
Chloe once used a computer program to find a pattern ... in Kryptonian symbols that Lionel was scribbling. Maybe she can translate this one.
Not if she's not here.
Here she is, right on time.
Mr. Luthor, you know Lois Lane.
Well, it certainly has been a while, hasn't it? I haven't seen Ms. Lane since I caught her breaking into my office.
Yeah, a long time.
Shall we?
Please.
Uh, big story. Exciting Uh, Lois, maybe you should just ask your questions.
Right - questions.
Ask him about project Gemini.
Mr. Luthor ... perhaps we could start by discussing project Gemini.
Excuse me?
My sources tell me you run some kind of an ant farm, except instead of ants, it's humans and instead of a farm, it's a lab.
Lois!
Not that you're renowned for your ... eloquence, Lois, but ... I have no idea of what you're talking about.
Human cloning - The replication of a DNA sequence ... produced from a single identical ancestor.
My mistake. I didn't realize you'd be pitching me a Hollywood movie.
Is this how you run your paper, Mr. Gabriel?
Tell him who's talking to.
Adrian sends his best.
Should that name mean something?
Now reach in your briefcase.
Oh, my god!
Aim it at Grant and get the truth.
It's time for the truth, Lex. Lie again ... Grant Gabriel dies.
Lois, put down the g*n. Just answer the question.
Lane, what the hell are you doing?!
Getting the truth.
Lex, there's no time.
Why does Adrian have a memory for a life that doesn't exist?
I don't know who Adrian is.
Well, I wrote his story.
He grew up outside Philly, played point guard for Homestead High, got his first job on the obituary b*at at the Liberty times.
That is where he first got noticed as the editor in Alaska ... first in sports, then in ...
What are you doing?!
Someone was pulling her strings. I took her out the equation.
So she wouldn't hear the truth?
Those were my memories, Lex.
You're the editor of a major newspaper.
That information is everywhere.
What about the time my mom got me a red and green dirt bike for my seventh birthday? I rode that thing everywhere. I thought I could pedal until ... Until the chain wore out.
That's the one. I saw your picture in the newspaper one morning and realized we had a lot in common.
Who the hell are you?
Lex, let him talk.
Ho do you have my memories?
Because Lex made me. And when I didn't work ... he'd make you.
What he talking about, Lex?
Congratulations, Grant. You are the perfect clone.
He's insane.
You're me.
Same DNA. Same backstory. The only difference is that you worked and I didn't.
Lionel giving me up for adoption ...
My Harvard degree.
Harvard degree.
The paper.
The paper.
It's all lies.
Am I even your brother?
Brother?
Who died when Lex was 12.
You created me in a test tube.
You kept me like some kind of freak pet so you could have a brother?
Is that why you couldn't get rid of me?!
You're not my brother!
You're a mistake!
Oh, my god.
Help Help!
Help us!
Help us!
Help!
It's no use. If someone could have heard us, they would have by now.
Jimmy, I don't think we're gonna make it.
You know, I'm not gonna cart my baggage through the afterlife.
Jimmy, there's something I have to share with you.
I always imagined this playing out to a sad Kelly Clarkson song, not some "jingle bells" muzak.
Chloe, time is sort of the essence, here.
Right. Ok. Look, I didn't pull away from our relationship because there was anything wrong with us.
I mean, we were - well, at least you were perfect.
It was just me. I'm different.
I'm a meteor freak.
Some feedback would be awesome right now.
Okay.
If we're going out with no regrets ...
Straight to her voice mail.
"CHLOE DON'T REACT. b*mb ON YOU"
Oh, my god.
Clark, look at this.
Move it, holy field.
I need to find Chloe.
Security just pulled her from the elevator.
Unfortunately, your puppeteer, Adrian, managed to escape.
What about Grant?
He went to find you a medic, but I see you bounced back just fine.
Wish I could say the se thing about your career.
After the little ditty Adrian inspired, I'm exposing your morbid science fair to the world.
Really?
With what evidence?
The word of some Belle Reeve runaway?
Look not that it matters, but you're no longer writing my exposé.
You'll have to take that up with my boss.
I am your boss.
Merry Christmas, Lois.
I just bought the Daily Planet.
Jimmy: [ Exhales sharply ] If you want to split early, I think today qualifies as on-the-job stress.
Chloe: I was just finishing up. Um, but I'm ... I'm glad you're here, actually. About the kiss in the elevator ... I do this thing when I think the world is ending, and I-I grab the first guy I see and ... sort of end up in a lip-lock.
Jimmy: Oh. Yeah. Me too. [ Chuckles ] I mean, girl ... not guy, obviously. And, obviously, there's Kara.
Chloe: Yeah.
Jimmy: But this wasn't about her. Chloe, more than goodbye was said in that elevator. I just ... I wish it didn't take a near-death experience for you to feel comfortable telling me the truth.
Chloe: I know. Trust me, Jimmy ... I've been struggling to tell you about my meteor infection for so long.
Jimmy: What did I do to make you think that I wouldn't accept you?
Chloe: Nothing. I mean, I guess I always knew that you would. The real battle was accepting myself.
Jimmy: Well, I hope this means that you have. So ... can I assume that special ability has something to do with that, um, supersize brain inside your head?
Chloe: No. My nerd is all-natural.
Jimmy: Oh, my God. [ Gasps ] Can you fly?
[ Chuckles softly ] Here, Jimmy. Just watch.
Jimmy: [ Inhales sharply ] I didn't ... really think ... where were you in 9th-grade rugby?
Chloe: Believe me, no golden trophy is worth these side effects.
Jimmy: Are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah, I'm fine. Can you just, uh, promise me that we'll keep this between me, you, and my Neosporin?
Jimmy: I promise. You're still the same Chloe. [ Inhales, exhales deeply ]
[ Door opens ]
The last of the acquision documents. Come midnight, the paper's yours.
Lex: Give me the names and bios of everyone on staff. It's time to get rid of our deadwood.
[ Door opens ]
Grant: Congratulations on the Daily Planet. Wonderful. One more piece of my life you can control, starting with my creation.
Lex: I can't believe you let that lunatic sneak his ideas into your head. You're my brother.
Grant: No, Lex. I'm an experiment. Beneath all that arrogance, your cracks are starting to show. Did you really think you could keep this a secret? Are you so desperate to mean something to someone, it was worth the risk?
Lex: You can't punish me for wanting a family.
Grant: How am I supposed to feel, being the product of a man who's destroyed everything he's ever touched?
Lex: No. You're different, julian. If I didn't love you, you wouldn't be here.
Grant: I'm living proof you've forgotten how to love. But if you want to play God, you might want to remember his greatest gift ... free will. Let me live my life.
[ Knock on door ]
Lois: Oh, great. I'm fired, aren't I?
Well, luckily, I just finished putting the bells and whistles on my résumé. I would hire me in a second.
Grant: Lois, you're not fired. Lex actually asked that you specifically remain on the team.
Lois: Me? Great. Can't wait to watch him dull his shredder with my stories. You want to bury the truth, buy the media.
Grant: But the fact that you showed up on my doorstep means somebody's ready to spread good news.
Does this house call mean we're coming out?
Lois: Actually, it means we're breaking up.
Grant: Oh.
Lois: Today was just an example of why it's not a good idea for us to be together and work together. It's too complicated. And I didn't even drag you to all the places i usually ruin a relationship.
Grant: [ Sighs ] Well, when you do decide to take that trip ... he's a lucky guy.
Lois: Whoever he is, we sure as hell aren't gonna work together. [ Exhales sharply ] So, how are we gonna liquidate? You'll take the elevator and I'll take the stairs?
Grant: Don't be ridiculous, Lane. I'll take the stairs.
[ Door closes ]
Chloe: I had to rev my geek into fifth in order to crack that hex code. Just think of it as a thank-you for channeling your inner bruce willis yesterday.
Clark: I'm sorry it took till the last second for me to get there.
Chloe: I don't know where I'd be without you. Thanks. Did I mention that I missed you?
Clark: So, this pattern, it made sense?
Chloe: Well, to me, not so much, but to a computer, it's scripture. The numbers represent an error message that high-tech systems encounter when they can't boot up.
Clark: And it's repeating, because the computer keeps trying to start.
Chloe: Exactly. I think the sequence is actually learning from its mistakes and getting closer to successfully loading.
That's not my favorite look.
Clark: Chloe, this started as a metallic fluid inside a vial. It's now evolved into technology that's willing to k*ll. It's the brain-interactive construct.
Chloe: Clark, you think that this is milton fine? But you turned off general Zod's pda after he spread that computer virus across the world.
Clark: If any part of him was left behind to regenerate, then Fine could be out there.
[ Door opens ]
Lana: Chloe. Hey. I didn't know that you were ...
Chloe: just leaving.
Clark: Do you want to stay? I kind of overloaded on danishes.
Chloe: No. Thanks. Lois is actually taking me out for breakfast. She's deemed it "national Chloe Sullivan day" or something.
Clark: I'll ... I'll call you. What's the occasion?
Lana: Your safe return from the fortress.
Clark: Christmas came early this year. I've missed that smile.
Lana: Me too. To be honest, Clark, after everything I shared yesterday, I was worried that I'd scare you away.
Clark: But I've never felt closer. I realized something when I was gone ... that feelings, good or bad, they don't just disappear, no matter who you are.
Lana: Are we still talking about Lex?
Clark: I'm talking about us. Yesterday, when I saw you in the barn, it was like I fell in love with you all over again.
[ Wind howling ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x09 - Gemini"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on January 31, 2008
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Clark: How do stop someone who has all my powers and none of my weaknesses?
This can't be from your ship.
If this is still on Earth, it was a Kryptonian that left it.
Lara-El: As long as this ring remains on your finger, you have no power. Destroy it.
Kara!
I am your boss. I just bought the Daily Planet.
Clark, two weeks with no call back. What's going on?
Grant: My name is Julian Luthor.
If he found out the truth, he could k*ll you.
You think that this is Milton fine?
It's the Brain InterActive Construct.
If any part of him was left behind to regenerate, then fine can be out there.
Clark, you're home.
Jor-El: You have chosen to defy me. This defiance cannot go without consequence.
Bizarro Clark: Hi.
Lana: What?
Bizarro Clark: I just want to remember this moment.
Lana: This should help.
Bizarro Clark: We should go somewhere.
Lana: Why? I'm happy right here.
Clark: No, I mean, we should leave Smallville. We should go see the world, Lana ... all the places you've ever dreamed of. How about Paris? We'll have breakfast at the Eiffel tower.
Lana: Yeah, right.
Bizarro Clark: I'll fly you there myself.
Lana: You have a lot of powers, Clark, but last I heard, flying wasn't one of them.
Bizarro Clark: You make me feel like I can fly.
Lana: I'd better go. I have a meeting at the foundation. I tell you what ... I'll make us a special dinner ... our very own Paris. What a beautiful day. I almost forgot what the sun looked like.
Bizarro Clark: The sun's got nothing on you. Why don't you close those curtains, come back to bed?
Lana: I guess I could spare a few extra minutes. I love you, Clark Kent.
Grant: Mr. Luthor.
Lionel: Ah, if you've come to complain about my son's recent acquisition of your newspaper ...
Grant: This isn't about the paper. It's about something a little more personal ... paternity.
Lionel: You know, I've dealt with nuisances like this before, but from the editor of the Daily Planet? I'm already late for my meeting.
Grant: I admit I'm not above embellishing a story, but I couldn't cook up something like this. What if I told you the only reason I'm standing here is because Lex Luthor missed his baby brother? Pretty amazing, huh? Using DNA from the cord blood of your deceased son, Lex created a carbon copy. Call me Julian ... Dad. Lex warned me not to see you. He thinks I'm risking my life just standing here. But I'm in control of my life now, and I plan to att*ck it head-on.
Lionel: A courageous point of view.
Grant: If you've got a problem with me, let's settle it right now.
Lionel: Problem? If you truly are my flesh and blood ... ... I'd like to get to know you ... son.
Bizarro Clark: Hey, beautiful. What'd you find?
Lana: Another homeless man was m*rder today ... the seventh in the last two weeks. The police think it was a serial k*ller, but I think that we may have found the Kryptonian computer you mentioned.
Bizarro Clark: Brainiac. The Brain InterActive Construct.
Lana: Why do you think it's him?
Bizarro Clark: From the victims' coroner reports. All of the bodies were found drained of their trace metals, just like that technician from Lex's lab.
Lana: Why do you think this thing is k*lling random people?
Bizarro Clark: It must be regenerating, using the trace metals from the human bodies.
Lana: Clark, you have to stop it.
Bizarro Clark: The problem is, if it doesn't want to be found, it can literally disappear into the woodwork.
Lana: I might be able to help with that. All of the bodies were found randomly scattered across the district, so I triangulated the att*cks to find a possible home base. su1c1de Slums.
Bizarro Clark: I'm impressed.
Lana: Chloe's not the only one who knows her way around a computer now.
Bizarro Clark: What would I do without you?
[ Squeaking ]
[ Squeaking stops ]
Bizarro Clark: You've fallen far from your ivory tower, haven't you, Professor?
Brainiac: You're not Kal-El.
Bizarro Clark: I'm the new-and-improved version.
Brainiac: Don't fool yourself, phantom. You're nothing more than a failed lab experiment dressed up in a Kryptonian's body. Where is the boy scout?
Bizarro Clark: Not sure. His Martian friend took me prisoner. But I managed to escape. When I got back, Kent was gone. So, I thought I'd ...
Brainiac: Step into his shoes.
Bizarro Clark: You know what? They fit perfectly.
Brainiac: Aren't you concerned how Kal-El will react when he comes home to find you in bed with his girlfriend?
Bizarro Clark: No. If Kent was alive, he'd be back by now. Trust me ... he's long gone.
Brainiac: Well ... lucky you.
Bizarro Clark: Oh. But there is one problem. The yellow sun ... it turns my skin to stone. It's only a matter of time before someone figures out that I'm not Kent. I know how smart you are. I thought you could help.
Brainiac: Hmm, try a good sunscreen ... wide-brimmed hat, perhaps.
Bizarro Clark: Kal-El nearly destroyed you. Help me, or I promise ... I'll finish the job.
Brainiac: I'm in no condition to help you. But ... there is someone. A Kryptonian. He came to earth years ago and stayed. His name is Dax-Ur ... one of Krypton's greatest scientists. He'll know how to fix you.
Bizarro Clark: How can I find him?
Brainiac: Well, when Krypton traveled through a portal, they carried a beacon so they could be located ... a small shield-shaped device, synchronized to their individual genetic code. Dax-Ur's fell into human hands. Find it, and you'll find him.
Bizarro Clark: Oh. Are you, uh ... are you telling me the truth?
Brainiac: Lying to you would be like lying to a mollusk. There's no point.
Bizarro Clark: [ Laughs ] Oh. If this doesn't check out, I'll shove you back into the test tube myself.
[ Air whooshes ]
Bizarro Clark: Looks like some people lost their jobs.
Chloe: Casualties of the new commander in chief, Lex Luthor. Out with the old, in with the new and easily controlled. What's up?
Bizarro Clark: I need you to help me find someone ... a Kryptonian scientist.
Chloe: Another Kryptonian? Jeez, Clark, I'm starting to think that Earth was your home planet's top tourist destination. How'd you hear about this guy?
Bizarro Clark: Jor-El told me.
Chloe: Look, Clark, usually, I'm right there to help, but right now, my hands are so full. And, uh, no offense, but Kryptonians aren't exactly low maintenance.
Bizarro Clark: Chloe, the only way I'm gonna find this guy is to hunt down the tracking device. Now, there's a rumor that some people found it. I thought the planet's archive might show a record.
Chloe: Clark, look around. Lex launched a torpedo through the hull of the Daily Planet, and I'm just barely hanging onto the lifeboat. Can't this wait?
Bizarro Clark: It will only take a second, Chloe. As soon as I find out who has this shield, I'll be out of your hair.
Chloe: Shield? Don't you already have one of those? The Kryptonian S.O.S. from the time capsule? Remember ... beauty pageant, gorgeous gold diggers?
Bizarro Clark: Yeah.
Chloe: Clark, why don't you go home and just take a breather, and I'll call you later?
Bizarro Clark: Where is it, Chloe? I'm sorry. I just really need to find it. I was hoping you could jog my memory.
Chloe: You never forget anything. Your mind's like a titanium trap.
Bizarro Clark: Look, do you remember where I put the shield or not?
Chloe: Sorry, Clark. I can't help you.
[ Sighs ]
Lex: Dad.
Lionel: Boundaries. Lex, what is so damn important you had to pull me out of a crucial negotiation?
Lex: Well, according to the LuthorCorp visitors' log, Grant Gabriel came to see you yesterday.
Lionel: [ Laughs ] He did, yes, to discuss one of your latest projects. Mr. Gabriel is at the center of it.
Lex: You've always shunned newspapers, Dad. You used to tell me they're nothing but lies delivered daily.
Lionel: I may have underestimated the power of the media. And I was curious about your trusted lieutenant.
Lex: And what'd you think of him?
Lionel: Insightful ... courageous ... direct ... your exact opposite, Lex.
Lex: Yeah, well, keep your distance. I'll deal with grant myself from now on.
Lionel: You say that as if he belongs to you. Now, Grant Gabriel is an adult. You may be his employer, but, uh ... you can't claim him as if he were a piece of property.
Lex: You know, don't you?
Lionel: Do you believe you have the right to recycle your d*ad brother as if he were part of some sick vanity project?
Lex: Well, I only did what you never had the guts to do.
Lionel: What you've done is depraved. You disgust me!
Lex: You're telling me you wouldn't want to see Julian again? To look into the eyes of the son you lost?
[ Clock ticking]
Lex: It's you I've lost. It's you I've lost.
[ Ticking continues ]
Chloe: Lana.
Lana: Chloe. What are you doing here?
Chloe: I was actually looking for Clark. He came by the Daily Planet, and he was acting beyond weird. Have you noticed anything different about him recently?
Lana: Yeah, I have. He's finally opened up and let me in. Chloe, he's more understanding than ever.
Chloe: Lana, he insisted that I help him find a Kryptonian shield that he already has. The Clark I know would never forget something like that.
Lana: Well, maybe you don't know him as well as you think. After everything he's been through, I think he's just taking some time to focus on his own happiness. His priorities are different.
Chloe: Well, his priorities may be different, but his personality is in a whole other universe. Lana, I've been a part of Clark's inner circle for a while now. I know when he's not himself.
Lana: Chloe, maybe it's time for you to let go of him a little.
Chloe: I'm not hanging on. There's something wrong with him.
Hey. Chloe, you seem a little tense. Did you tell her about the move?
Chloe: What move?
Bizarro Clark: I wasn't gonna say anything until it was official, but after Lana and I tie up a few loose ends, we're leaving Smallville ... together.
Chloe: Wow. I don't know what to say. Actually, I think I should just go.
[ Door slams ]
Bizarro Clark: Is she okay?
Lana: She thinks that there's something wrong with you. She says that you went to see her and you completely forgot about this Kryptonian shield that you have.
Bizarro Clark: I didn't forget anything. I just can't find it anywhere. I think Kara might have taken it.
Lana: Well, if it's Kryptonian, do you think that she brought it up to the fortress?
Bizarro Clark: Right. The fortress.
[ Air whooshes ]
Bizarro Clark: Jor-El? I'm searching for something. I think Kara may have brought it here.
Jor-El: Leave here at once, phantom.
Bizarro Clark: And what if I don't? You're just a voice, Jor-El ... an echo from the past. What are you gonna do, lecture me to death?
[ Ice cracking ]
Jor-El: You are not welcome here.
Bizarro Clark: Don't worry, Jor-El. I'll find it sooner or later.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Rumbling ]
Jor-El: The lost phantom has returned, Kal-El. You must defeat him.
Clark: Lana? Lana? Lana?
Lana: Clark, what is it? I'm right here.
Clark: Thank god you're okay.
Lana: Of course I'm okay. You've only been gone an hour.
Clark: Lana, I've been gone for weeks.
Lana: Clark, I know that time's different in the fortress, but check the clock. You just saw me before you went up there to find the shield.
Clark: No, Lana. That wasn't me. It was the phantom. Lana, he looks exactly like me. Jor-El trapped me in the fortress. He released me to stop the phantom.
Lana: No. I'm sure it was you. Clark, it had to be. Chloe said that you've been having troubles with your memory.
Think, Clark. Remember in bed when you said you were going to fly me to Paris? We were going to leave Smallville together.
Clark: It wasn't me, Lana.
Lana: Oh, god.
Clark: I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I-I need to get you out of here. There's not much time. He could be back any second.
Bizarro Clark: Change of plan. We have a problem.
Brainiac: Having trouble finding your scientist?
Bizarro Clark: The boy scout's back. The prodigal son of Krypton has returned. I need to k*ll him. When I get near green kryptonite, I drain him of his power.
Brainiac: That's not a problem. I'll do it.
Bizarro Clark: Look at yourself. You can barely catch a rat.
Brainiac: [ Sighs ] I am the Brain InterActive Construct. No matter my form, my intellect remains formidable. Do not underestimate me. You should continue your search for Dax-Ur.
Bizarro Clark: Not before I get Lana away from Clark.
Brainiac: [ Chuckles ] Fall prey to the same human emotion as your counterpart, you open yourself up to the same weakness. Perhaps you two aren't so different after all.
Bizarro Clark: He's nothing like me.
Brainiac: Well, then strategy dictates that we divide and conquer. Once I divert Kal-El, you can fetch the young object of your affection.
Clark: Lionel, the phantom's back. He's been living with Lana while I've been trapped in the fortress.
Brainiac posing as Lionel: Oh, my god. Is she all right?
Clark: She's a little shaken up. I took her to Oliver queen's apartment. I need to get rid of this thing for good. I don't know how to defeat it. You're Jor-El's emissary. Do you have any ideas?
Brainiac posing as Lionel: The only way to destroy the phantom is to expose it to blue kryptonite.
Clark: I don't understand. Everything affects us in opposite ways. If blue kryptonite takes away my abilities, won't it make him stronger?
Brainiac posing as Lionel: Yes, but his power will increase exponentially. His body won't be able to contain it. It's like a light bulb being powered by a nuclear reactor.
Clark: Jor-El's ring was made of blue kryptonite, but it was destroyed. How am I supposed to find more?
Brainiac posing as Lionel: Clark, I believe there is another Kryptonian living here on earth. Dax-Ur. He is a scientist who came to study the effect of the yellow sun on Kryptonian minerals. If you can find him, he will have what you need.
Clark: Why didn't you tell me about him before?
Brainiac posing as Lionel: He disappeared. He made a journey here over a century ago, and then he vanished.
Clark: The shield. It's a Kryptonian S.O.S. I found it in a time capsule that was buried over a hundred years ago. It may belong to this scientist.
Brainiac posing as Lionel: You may have found his beacon. If you activate it, it should lead you directly to him.
Clark: I don't know how to work it.
Brainiac posing as Lionel: Sound recognition. Put it in your hand. Speak his name. I believe that the device will do the rest.
Clark: Chloe. Thank god you're okay.
Chloe: Okay? I just found out you and Lana are leaving Smallville. I am nowhere near okay.
Clark: No, Chloe. That wasn't me. That was the phantom. I've been trapped in the fortress.
Chloe: That would definitely explain the bizarre behavior. How do I know you're the real Clark?
Clark: Chloe, it's me. Now, look, I know how to destroy the phantom. I just need the Kryptonian shield in order to do it, but I can't find it anywhere.
Chloe: That was what the other Clark was looking for.
Clark: Chloe, look me in the eye.
Chloe: Nice try. But from what I've heard, everything about the two of you is exactly the same, right down to your baby blues.
Clark: If I was the phantom, direct sunlight ... would make my face change. It's me.
Chloe: Oh, my god. Thank god it's you.
[ Sighs ] Your domineering double had me seriously worried.
Clark: I need to destroy him, but I can't do it without that shield.
Chloe: I think I can help. The way you were acting, I didn't know what would happen if you found this thing, so I went to the farm and I ... kind of borrowed it.
Clark: You saved me again, Chloe.
Chloe: Please be careful, Clark. Kryptonians don't exactly roll out the welcome mat, and if this guy ditched his S.O.S., He may not want to be found.
Clark: I don't have a choice. Stay back.
[ Sighs ] Dax-Ur.
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Good luck.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Machinery grinding ]
Bizarro Clark: Excuse me!
[ Grinding stops ]
Dax-Ur: Can I help you?
Bizarro Clark: I'm looking for someone.
Dax-Ur: Well, if they live all the way out here, I probably know them.
Bizarro Clark: Dax-Ur?
Dax-Ur: Dexter? No. No, uh ... nobody from around hereby that name.
Bizarro Clark: Actually, he's not from around here. He's from Krypton. So am I. I'm Kal-El.
Dax-Ur: The House of El. You always were survivors.
Dax-Ur: So, tell me, how did you leave Krypton? I thought the portals were destroyed.
Clark: My father ... he built a ship. I was found by a family in Kansas.
Max: Daddy!
Dax-Ur: Max! How you doing, buddy? Hey. What's for lunch today?
Max: Sandwiches.
Dax-Ur: Sandwiches? Just a minute, Grace.
Clark: I didn't know you had customers, so we'll wait out back.
Grace: Oh! Come on.
Clark: [ Sighs ] You have a family. You live like a human. I understand the only way to do that is with blue kryptonite.
Dax-Ur: I didn't put it on overnight. When I first arrived, I wanted to be alone.
Clark: Why?
Dax-Ur: Sometimes a scientist can get caught up in theories. My work led to the creation of the brain interactive construct. I realized much too late that my technology could lead to the destruction of worlds.
Clark: So, you came to earth.
Dax-Ur: To clear my conscience. I planned to study the yellow sun's effect on Kryptonian minerals but discovered it was the sun's effect on me that really mattered. I could save the human race.
Clark: You gave up your abilities for Grace. It must have been a difficult decision.
Dax-Ur: I knew in the span of a heartbeat.
Clark: The blue Kryptonite ... do you have any more?
Dax-Ur: What's her name? It's okay. [ Sighs ] It's not every day a fellow Kryptonian asks me for help.
Bizarro Clark: Lana? I was just calling you. Did Lionel know anything?
Lana: We have a problem. The phantom found Brainiac, and now they're working together.
Bizarro Clark: I can't take them both down on my own.
Lana: It's all my fault. I led them right to it.
Bizarro Clark: None of this is your fault, Lana. Lana, we should get you out as soon as possible. They could be anywhere.
Lana: Let me just go get my bag.
[ Air whooshes ]
Bizarro Clark: Come on, Lana. We got to go now.
Lana: I'll be right there.
[ Air whooshes ]
Bizarro Clark: Guess my secret's out.
[ Gasps ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Bizarro Clark: Lana, please.
Lana: Stay away from me.
Bizarro Clark: I would never hurt you. Lana. Look at me. I'm the same person you've been with all this time.
Lana: You're a monster.
Bizarro Clark: You told me that you're happier than you've ever been. I made you feel that way, Lana, not Clark.
Lana: You pretended to be him just so that you could ...
Bizarro Clark: No. Listen, when I first came to Smallville, the only thing that mattered was my own survival, but that all changed when I met you.
[ Air whooshes ]
Bizarro Clark: Lana, what are you doing?
Lana: Will this destroy him?
Clark: Yeah. But take it and go, Lana. Around blue Kryptonite, I lose my abilities. I won't be able to protect you.
Lana: I'll do it myself.
Clark: Lana, no!
Lana: Clark, stay back.
Bizarro Clark: You spent the last month telling me that you finally felt like we were meant to be together.
Clark: Don't listen to him, Lana.
Bizarro Clark: I know what's in his mind, Lana. He doesn't love you like I do.
Clark: That's a lie!
Bizarro Clark: You're lying, Clark ... to yourself! You're so worried about doing the right thing, you don't even see it. You know he won't commit his life to you like I will. You know that.
Lana: He's right, Clark.
Clark: What?
Lana: I've never been more in love than I have the past month. Only it wasn't with you. It was with him. Nothing will ever come between us again.
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Cracking ]
Bizarro Clark: [ Grunting ] I love you.
Clark: It's okay, Lana. He's gone.
Brainiac: [ Sighs ] Good evening, Dax-Ur.
Dax-Ur: Who are you?
Brainiac: Uh, you should know. You created me. It took two super-powered beings to find you. If they weren't so busy trying to destroy one another, they might have figured out I was using them. Don't lose your bracelet.
Dax-Ur: Why are you here?
Brainiac: I'm ... damaged. And you're the only one who knows how to repair me.
Dax-Ur: You're on your own.
Brainiac: All I need is the information in your mind.
Dax-Ur: I'll never tell you.
Brainiac: Oh, you don't have to talk.
[ Groaning ]
Lex: You're so busy, you can't return my calls?
Grant: I barely have time to do my job. I don't know how you expect me to run a world-class paper with such a limited staff.
Lex: I don't. You're fired.
Grant: Excuse me?
Lex: I told you not to go near my father. He's dangerous.
Grant: Lionel would have found out about me sooner or later, and I wasn't gonna hide forever.
Lex: I trusted you. You shouldn't have told him.
Grant: Why not? He's made a reservation for the two of us tonight at the best steak house in Metropolis. Seems dad wants to get to know me better.
Lex: You know, for a newspaper man, you are shockingly naive. Do you really think you can build a relationship with that man? Don't be stupid.
Grant: What's wrong, Lex? You afraid I'll become the favored son? That I'll accomplish something you couldn't?
Lex: I'm afraid he could have you k*lled. Look, you need to leave Metropolis for your own safety. I set you up with a spot on the international desk of the London Times.
Grant: Don't do me any favors. You never help anyone, big brother. Lex only looks out for Lex.
Lex: Don't walk away from me.
Grant: Haven't you gotten used to it ... people leaving you? How many times have you been married now, anyway?
Lex: You ungrateful son of a bitch. If it wasn't for me, you'd still be a smudge in a Petri dish.
Grant: Yeah, you're some genius. You're so lonely and pathetic, you had to build yourself a brother.
Lex: I gave you everything! You turn your back on me, you throw it all away.
Grant: I'm not throwing anything away. Go ahead, kick me out of my office. It gives me more time to enjoy the full benefits of being a Luthor. Last I heard, I was practically made for this family.
Grant: There's nothing like a good New York sirloin. [ Laughs ] Dry-aged for 35 days and enjoyed over 2 glorious hours. Thanks, Lionel.
Lionel: Yeah, well, after a good dinner, one can forgive anybody ... even one's own relations.
Grant: Huh?
Lionel: That's not me. That's Oscar Wilde.
Grant: Oh. I bet Oscar Wilde's brother didn't cook him up in a lab.
Lionel: Grant, I don't care how you came into this world. You're a Luthor. You're my son.
[ Laughs ]
Man: Give me your money now.
Lionel: All right. All right. We don't want any trouble.
Man: Now!
Lionel: Okay, okay. Just, please, take it and get out of here.
[ g*n ]
Lionel: Julian?
[ g*n ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x10 - Persona"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 7, 2008
[ Computer beeps ]
Chloe: Got it. I just intercepted the file. Yeah, of course I deleted any trace of it. This isn't the first time I've done something like this. I'll see you in a few. [ Gasps ] Help! Somebody's after me! [ Panting ] The roof! Come on! Isn't this when you're supposed to swoop in and save me?!
Dinah: No pepper spray? This city's a dangerous place. You should be prepared.
Chloe: You can have my wallet.
Dinah: You know that's not what I'm after. Next time, maybe you'll think twice before you steal what doesn't belong to you.
Oliver: Finders keepers. I like the look. Italian?
Dinah: Why ... you thinking of trading in your tights?
[ Grunting ]
[ Low-pitched rumbling ]
Oliver: We were barely introduced.
Lana: Good morning.
Clark: Hi. Sorry.
Lana: That's okay.
Clark: Well, I'm off.
Lana: Okay.
[ Sighs ]
Lois: Wait! Hold the doors! Dinah Lance ... the Word of Justice, the right-wing hawk of the airwaves. You're all dressed up. Heading to an execution?
Dinah: [ Chuckles ] If you ever did any fact-checking, Lois, you'd know that the state outlawed those years ago.
Lois: I'm sure you'll get over it someday.
Dinah: Well, if you're so in the know, then I suppose you know that your limousine-liberal Casanova has resurfaced, minus a certain shrill arm trophy.
[ Elevator door open s]
[ Elevator doors close ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Computer beeping ]
Clark: Looking for a new hairdo?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Let me guess ... ham and swiss?
Clark: Your favorite.
Chloe: No, actually, not at all, which I think I've mentioned three times this week, but thanks anyway.
Clark: I just can't hang around that house anymore, Chloe. Knowing that phantom was living my life with Lana for over a month while I was trapped in the fortress ... I-I know we looked alike, but she really couldn't tell the difference? And then she tells him that they belong together. Does that mean she doesn't feel that way about me?
Chloe: Well, she isn't exactly the same girl you used to trip all over in high school, either.
Clark: I don't want to talk about this anymore.
Chloe: [ Chuckling ] Right. I'm sorry I brought it up.
Clark: Any luck locating the Brain InterActive Construct?
Chloe: Not since you asked me yesterday.
Clark: What happened to your face?
Chloe: First of all, did you seriously not notice this until just now? Don't worry, Clark. I'm fine.
Clark: Chloe.
Chloe: All right, I've sort of been doing this sidekick side job for Oliver.
Clark: What?
Chloe: Look, Clark, a girl has got to pay her bills. And, I mean, let's face it ... you kind of fill my pro-bono quota.
Clark: His missions are dangerous. And the fact he's taking you with him ...
Chloe: No, no, no, it was just internet interception ... that ended up having a vicious ninja lady attached to it who chased me onto the roof and then almost beheaded me and went rappelling over the side of the building, which I've got to admit was really smokin' cool.
Who was she?
Clark: You put Chloe in danger!
Oliver: So, I take it we're skipping over the whole "Hello, good to see you again," part of the conversation?
Clark: If you and your crew want to go out there and put your own lives on the line, that's fine. Go ahead! But not Chloe! Smart doesn't help when someone's trying to att*ck you on a rooftop!
Oliver: First of all, I don't think our leather-fetish mystery woman was trying to k*ll Chloe.
Clark: She shouldn't have been in danger at all.
Oliver: Secondly, Chloe's in danger like every other week with you by her side, Clark.
Clark: No, you're the one who goes into things without giving it a second thought. Why don't you try to think about someone other than yourself for once?
Oliver: I'm selfish? You know, some of us sacrifice being with the people that we really care about so that we can go make a difference. What do you do? You sit around in domestic bliss, curled up on a couch while a world of trouble spins outside your door!
Clark: [ Sighs ] This blond woman ... Chloe said she shattered your arrows.
Oliver: Not my proudest moment, but, yeah. She must have some kind of sound-frequency control. All the noise went muffled right before it happened. And the files she stole ...
Clark: Chloe said she didn't know what it was.
Oliver: I didn't tell her what it was. We've intercepted Lex's latest project. It's a photo file.
Clark: And this masked woman just happened to show up?
Oliver: Maybe Lex has a blonde sidekick of his own.
Lex: I usually mind when someone sits in the chair, but I'm a little distracted to care at the moment.
Dinah: I don't take to the morally murky.
Lex: Unless they pay you.
Dinah: You know my standards. No matter how rich you are, you don't deserve to be robbed. And you, Richy, are a lucky man.
Lex: If you stopped whoever's been hacking into my trade secrets, I consider myself very lucky.
Dinah: Your file almost fell into the wrong hands. I had a little run-in with an emerald archer.
Lex: Green Arrow?
Dinah: I wasn't expecting company.
Lex: You think you can find him again?
Dinah: If I had a good reason.
Lex: They've been breaking in and setting off b*mb at my work sites. They belong in prison. You bring me Green Arrow, and I will make it worth your while.
[ Door opens ]
Lana: I'd like this back as soon as possible.
Thanks.
Lionel: I, um ... I've been calling the farm, but no one answers. It's as if the place has been abandoned.
Lana: Or we have caller I.D.
Lionel: The, um, editor of the Daily Planet, Grant Gabriel ... he's been sh*t and k*lled.
Lana: Let me guess. You think Lex is behind it.
Lionel: I do, yes. I think it's why he bought the paper.
Lana: It's the beauty of a divorce, Lionel. Covering up Lex's baggage is no longer my problem.
Lionel: I don't want to cover it up, Lana. I want proof. I know you can get it for me.
Lana: Lex and I have kind of suspended a time together.
Lionel: I know you have hours of footage ... spy footage on him ... and I'm sure I can find something that will incriminate him.
Lana: What leads you to believe that I would help you?
Lionel: Several weeks ago, you held a very sick woman hostage.
Lana: I was trying to help her.
Lionel: And how did that work out for you, bypassing the hospital? Oh, oh, yes. That's right. She died in your care. You were very quick to share all this with Clark's doppelganger, but why didn't you tell Clark? [ Chuckles ] Call me when you're ready for movie night.
Clark: I was hoping you could help me. This vigilante woman att*cked Chloe. I thought maybe you'd know if she was connected to Lex.
Lana: It's kind of interesting that everyone was so quick to turn me into Lady Macbeth when they found out I was watching Lex. And yet you're the second person to ask for my help today.
Clark: The second person?
Lana: She's not in any of the old footage. I would have remembered the mask.
Clark: Thanks. I appreciate it.
Lana: Clark ... she was catatonic after Brainiac infected her.
Clark: What do you mean, "treating"?
Lana: Monitoring her. She ... until she passed away.
Clark: She passed away?
Lana: There wasn't anything else we could do. Her mind was already gone. We were just looking for clues.
Clark: Who's "we"? You told the phantom this? Lana, why do you bother telling me now?
Lana: Lionel's holding it over my head.
Clark: I can't do this, Lana. You're only honest with me when you're thr*at. In a few weeks with him ...
Lana: I don't know what else to say to you. I thought that he was you.
Clark: You're supposed to know me better than anyone.
Lana: And that's why you're here with me right now.
Clark: But it was easier with him, wasn't it?
Lana: Yes. It was easier, Clark. He was more affectionate. He was more understanding. Is that really what you want to hear? I can't even look at you without you taking it the wrong way.
Clark: Because you're looking at me like you wished I was someone else.
Lana: Every transgression that I have made, you have answered with a hypocritical judgment. No one can live up to your self-righteous standards. Do you have any idea how it feels to wake up every morning, knowing that you're going to fail in the eyes of the only person you've ever really loved?
Clark: And you're the one who fell in love with Lex ... and then fell for that k*ller. I don't think it's me you can't face.
[ Elevator whirring ]
Lois: [ Muttering ] I told him to give me a call. [ Sighs ]
[ Elevator stops ]
Oliver: Lois.
Lois: [ Sighs ] This is gonna be harder than I thought. [ Grunts ] That's for breaking my heart.
Oliver: Really? 'Cause it felt like it was for not calling when I got back into town.
Lois: Oh, that one will come when you least expect it. Would you put a shirt on or something?
Oliver: [ Scoffs ] Well, at least I know why I got canned from your speed dial. The whole, uh, jumping-to-conclusions thing before getting the full story ... how's that working out for you?
Lois: Huge time-saver.
Oliver: The dinner's for you.
Lois: [ Scoffs ]
Oliver: I knew you'd be on my doorstep. And if you weren't, I'd have been on yours. I missed you. More than you could possibly know.
Lois: If you think the glistening-muscle- answering-the-door-in-your-bare-chest routine was gonna work ...
[ Sighs ] ... You were d*ad-on.
Oliver: You're all I could think about.
Lois: Nice try. Does that work on all the fishnet-leather-clad blondes you have stashed on the balcony?
Oliver: Get down!
[ Low-pitched rumbling ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
Lois: And I thought the setup was overk ... Ollie? Ollie? Oh, my god.
[ Electricity crackling]
Lois: [ Sighs ] [ Sighs ]
Oliver: Lois?
Lois: Oh, don't even think of looking at me right now. So, in all those nights together, somewhere between brushing teeth and spooning in the sheets, you didn't think that it might be a good time to mention that you prowled the streets with green leather and a compound bow?
Oliver: Well, I don't usually bring the compound bow.
Lois: Oh, so, now he's a funny hero. I can't believe you didn't tell me you were Green Arrow!
Oliver: Hard to imagine why when you're taking it so well.
Lois: You think the lacerating ropes and platinum fembot might have something to do with my lack of empathy? So, what? Little Ollie got beaned with a dodge ball in P.E. and decided to play William Tell? Whoa. Wait a second. I kissed Green Arrow last year when you were standing there with me in the alley.
Oliver: Yeah, I remember that with precise detail.
Lois: I can't believe you! You, who were supposedly my boyfriend, arranged for me to be lip-locked with some wannabe hero!
Oliver: Lois?!
Dinah: Ugh. How do you put up with that?
Oliver: I don't know what it is you want from me, but I'm hoping we just got off on the wrong foot.
Dinah: You can save your charm for your squawking parrot over there.
Oliver: Whatever someone's paying you, I can b*at it.
Dinah: You know, this is more than just about money, pretty boy. This is about something that you and your merry band of thieves might not understand ... justice.
Oliver: Lady Justice must be blinder than I thought she was if she's got you on her side.
Dinah: Just tell me this ... what goes through the mind of a t*rror1st when he's about to set off a b*mb in a factory?
Oliver: A t*rror1st? You really have it backwards. No one's ever been hurt, and Lex's factories aren't exactly producing Christmas toys for little girls and boys. I'm the good guy!
Dinah: Isn't everybody? When I say I'm gonna do something, I always deliver. Now it's your turn. You want your boy over here? Start the wire transfer.
Chloe: In case you can't see it, the white flag is flying, so don't even think about going off on me again.
Clark: I'm sorry for being so hard on you about the Oliver thing. I just don't want to see you getting hurt.
Chloe: Well, we could all breathe easier if we could find a lead on blonde ambition, but right now, I've got zero.
Clark: Lana might.
Chloe: Twist. Okay.
Clark: She doesn't have any footage linking Lex to the attacker, but she was able to keep track of his projects by piggybacking on the server from Luthor mansion.
Chloe: Of course. Right in front of my face. Our silent siren knew I was making the interception because she was on the daily planet server.
Clark: Can you access who logged on last night?
Chloe: Yeah. I can't believe I didn't see that. The negligent go-to girl strikes again. Chalk another one up for the new-and-improved model.
Clark: Lana did come through, but I'm not about to let Oliver poach the best sidekick in town.
Chloe: Dinah Lance was the only woman logged on last night.
Clark: That doesn't help us much.
Chloe: Why, because she's not blond? Please, Clark. The new bad girl could be as blond as I really am. There you go. Raven black. Canary yellow.
Clark: Maybe we should call her The Yellow Raven.
Chloe: Black Canary has a better ring to it. This makes so much sense. I mean, Dinah's slogan is "The Word of Justice." Family of cops, hard-line view of crime and corruption.
Clark: What are you doing?
Chloe: Earning back my stripes. I just hacked into Dinah's computer, and it looks like there is a transfer in occurrence to her bank account right now.
Clark: Oliver said the file you intercepted the other night was from Lex. Can you block the transfer?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Cut off the air supply so she'll have to surface. Got it.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Missing your payoff? Guess there's no honor among thieves.
Dinah: Let me guess. You're one of the green bean's little accomplices, and now that your boss is all tied up, you're out of work.
Clark: What'd you do with him? Green Arrow isn't the villain here. Lex is.
Dinah: Even tycoons who buy out the press deserve justice.
Clark: Is that the line you use to convince yourself you're on the right side?
Dinah: You know, you may not have experienced this, stud boy, but when you're on the right side, you don't have to do any convincing.
Clark: Did it ever occur to you there might be a reason why the Green Arrow was stealing from Lex?
Dinah: It didn't occur to me that anything about Queen was reasonable. Sorry. Green Arrow.
Clark: Next time you're a g*n for hire, do your research. Why would a rich guy like Oliver waste his time intercepting files for the fun of it? What line did Lex feed you?
Dinah: That you and your little g*ng were breaking into his plants all over the world, stealing trade secrets.
Clark: I'm guessing he didn't tell you what those secrets were. Where's Oliver?
[ Grunts ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Dinah: [ High-pitched screeching ]
Clark: [ Groaning, panting ]
Lionel: Well, aren't you clever? You managed to sneak in. Did you, uh, find anything?
Lana: Didn't find anything linking grant Gabriel's m*rder to Lex ... because I'm not looking.
Lionel: Think, Lana. I ... you know what you've done, lying to Clark, deceiving him.
Lana: Clark knows everything, and he will know everything from now on. So, I guess your cards are off the table.
Lionel: Well, it's obvious that you adopted more than just the Luthor name. What about the part of you that wanted to bring Lex to justice for all the evil that he's done? Is that also off the table?
Lana: Sometimes justice comes at too high a price ... like sacrificing my relationship with Clark because I wanted to see Lex pay for his sins.
Lionel: Why did you come here?
Lana: I went to the edge, and Clark pulled me back. Trying to do the same thing for you.
Lionel: So, this is because you have my best interests at heart?
Lana: It's not about you. I'm trying to change ... to be honest, to be the kind of person that Clark could love again.
Lionel: What game are you playing?
Lana: Lex is living proof of what obsession can do.
Lionel: I know my son better than you.
Lana: No, you don't. Be careful.
[ Lois muttering ]
Clark: Lois, what happened?
Lois: This crazy woman att*cked us.
Clark: Why did some woman att*ck you and Oliver?
Lois: Hey! Isn't the view spectacular? I never really noticed it before without the ... all the glass in the way.
Clark: The view?
Lois: I know. Can you believe this guy? A hydraulic walk-in closet. You're not gonna find that in the Sharper Image catalog. Must be laundry day. I mean, who picks archery as a hobby? That's embarrassing. I'd keep my quiver in the closet, too.
Clark: Lois, where is Oliver?
Lois: I don't know. She knocked me out, and when I came to, they were both gone.
Lex: I think you forgot a little green something at home.
Dinah: I'm not handing Green Arrow over to you until you can prove how bad he is.
Lex: The fact that he's been breaking into my plants seems sufficient.
Dinah: About those plants ... I've been doing a little digging. It seems your auto-parts factory doesn't sell any auto parts and your tech warehouse doesn't distribute computers.
Lex: Looks like you've been buying into his propaganda.
Dinah: I don't like being caught on the wrong side, which is what I'm on, isn't it? You were never gonna hand Green Arrow over to the police, were you?
Lex: I'm not much for philosophical debates. I just want what I paid for.
Dinah: Well, then, I guess that answers my question. I'm not handing him over.
Lex: [ Grunts ] Where is he?
Oliver: Try looking over your shoulder.
[ g*n ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Oliver: Better luck next time, Lex.
Lois: Oliver? Slash Green Arrow. Any other hyphenates I need to know about?
Oliver: No, that was pretty much the biggie. I'm sorry. I never meant to hide who I was from you. I just ...
Lois: no. It's okay. I get it. You were just trying to protect me.
Oliver: Yeah.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] And I got to say, it clears up a lot. It never did make sense how you could blow off a hottie like me.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] Right. That's true. Um ... well, now that you know ... I'm really hoping that, um ... I know my job takes me out of town a lot, but, um ... on the weekends, there ... there's a ... available ... I'm asking you. Please give us another chance. I can make this work.
Lois: I can't. You know me and my big mouth. I can never keep a secret.
Oliver: I don't believe that.
Lois: I've never been good at long-distance relationships.
Oliver: Come on, Lois.
Lois: Okay. [ Voice breaking ] Maybe I'm selfish here ... ... but I don't want to wonder where you are every night. [ Exhales sharply ] I don't think I'd be good at the whole dual-identity thing. I ... I can't. I can't share you with the rest of the world.
Lois: Enter at your own caloric risk.
Clark: How you doing?
Lois: Aside from the metaphor, I was hoping rocky road would help, but nothing, nada. Not even a dent. You know, I thought Grant would help me get over Ollie, and if that didn't end badly enough ...
[ Sighs ] ... The moment I was with Ollie again, all those feelings just came rushing right back up.
Clark: Maybe it can still work between you two.
Lois: [ Sighs ] You don't know Ollie like I do. There are parts of him you've never seen.
Clark: That's a given. I mean, sides of him.
Lois: [ Sighs ] He's got this one side that I'm not sure I can live with.
Clark: How would you know if you don't give it a chance?
Lois: We're not you and Lana. We're not the perfect couple. We are not destined for each other.
Clark: Lois, this isn't like you. Normally, when things get challenging, that's when you get interested.
Lois: This is different. My dad was a general.[ Chuckles ] And he cared about me. But I learned really early that his role in the world was a lot more important than being a father. And you know what? For good reasons. And Ollie's life is demanding, too.
Clark: Lois, just because someone's life has great responsibility doesn't mean your life has to take second place.
Lois: Of course it does, Clark. [ Voice breaking ] Can you imagine what it would be like to look into somebody's eyes and know that their destiny is so much greater than yours that you will never compete? You will always be left behind.
Clark: That would be hard for anyone, but ...
Lois: No, I can't be left behind one more time. You know, where Ollie's life is going, there's not room for me in it, and I know he'd never admit that, so ... ... I had to. I just, um ... I can't face another heartbreak down the road. [ Chuckles ] Besides, you know, why settle for hot, rich, and famous when I can hang out with you?
Oliver: I guess you got blondie's message, too.
Clark: I spoke to Lois. I'm sorry about what happened. Maybe she'll get used to the whole dual-identity thing someday.
Oliver: Yeah, like when? When the earth cracks open and time ticks backwards? I don't think so.
Hey. Thanks for coming.
Dinah: I guess I need to eat a little crow, huh? Is it too late to ask for an apology?
Apology accepted, assuming you stop moonlighting for Lex.
Dinah: That won't be a problem. I've decided to hang up my fishnets. I think I was a little out of my league. I'll just stick to being the Word of Justice. At least I can't hurt anyone over the airwaves.
Oliver: Well, as long as they're not subsonic. Still, I got to say, um, it kind of seems like a waste.
Clark: Besides, Oliver and his boys could always use a den mother.
Oliver: It's true.
Dinah: I'm not really much of a team player.
Oliver: Really? That's perfect. You're gonna fit right in.
Dinah: What about you? I'd say ricocheting b*ll*ts off your back earns you the secret handshake.
Clark: Maybe someday.
Oliver: Come on. There's a couple people I want you to meet.
Dinah: Has anyone ever told you you have lousy taste in women?
Oliver: [ Chuckles ]
Clark: Hi.
Lana: Hi. I talked to Chloe. Thought I should go stay with her for a few days.
Clark: I stole a Lamborghini. I broke into a bank of ATM machines, and I stole all the money. I ripped off more vault doors than I could count in a lifetime. Lana, I'm anything but perfect, and I know that it's hard to live with me, especially when ... not everyone can handle the double-sided life I live.
Lana: Clark, I've been a two-headed hydra lately myself. It's funny. You can have all the right motives and still do all the wrong things. I just wish I knew how we ended up here. But ... for what it's worth, I am still committed to us.
Clark: You don't think I am?
Lana: Clark, I think that you doubt whether I'm the one you're really going to end up with.
Clark: I can't tell you the future, Lana. Honestly, I don't know what's gonna happen to us. But I promise I'm gonna do everything I can to make sure that we can trust each other again. I don't want this be over. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x11 - Siren"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 14, 2008
[ Thunder rumbles ]
Lois: This weather sucks. What are we doing, Lex?
Lex: No one asked you to be here, Lois.
Lois: Trust me, I never planned on being your Sundance Kid, especially in the armpit of motor city. What makes you think Kara's here?
Lex: Her necklace emits a GPS signal. She's somewhere within 100 yards.
Lois: You Lojacked her?
Lex: She has amnesia. Who knows where she could wander if she blacked out again?
Lois: All right. Well, sail on, Columbus. I'm gonna chart my own course to find her.
[ Metal creaks ]
Lois: Kara! Are you okay?
Kara: You know me? You know who I am?
Lois: You really don't remember, do you?
Kara: This guy ... Finley ... he locked me in this room, saying he's protecting me. Can you get me out of here?
Lois: Does MacGyver blush every time he walks past me? [ Laughs ] I'll get something to jimmy the lock.
Finley: This is none of your business.
Kara: Finley, put the g*n down, okay? Let her go!
Oh! Ugh!
Finley: Hey, bald man, look, is it really worth k*lling her to get to me?
Lois: Rhetorical question, Lex!
Kara: Finley, don't do this.
Finley: I won't let you get hurt, Linda.
Ow! Ugh! Oh!
[ g*n ] Ugh!
Kara: [ Breathing heavily ] Lex!
Finley: I'm just gonna grab some money. And when I come back, we'll figure out what to do with her.
Kara: Yeah, okay. You okay?
Lois: Sure. What's not to regret about waking up this morning?
Kara: You called me Kara.
Lois: Kara Kent. I'm your cousin's friend Lois, whose jeans you've borrowed on more than one occasion.
Kara: Right. Lois.
Lois: Look I know you've got amnesia. You must if you think your type is jailhouse chic. What's going on?
Kara: Finley's just a busboy, that's all.
Lois: Great. This doesn't exactly look like overtime. How did we end up here?
Kara: About a couple months ago, I lost my memory. I wandered off the streets and into a diner where I met a waitress. She gave me her couch, got me my job. Everyone at the diner took me in like family.
Lois: Seems like Finley wants more than a sister.
Kara: He was usually so nice. I had no idea he could just snap. I can't believe Lex is d*ad.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Well, he is. And if we don't find a way out of here, we're next.
Clark: Lionel, how is he?
Lionel: He's, uh, in a coma. Thank god we got him Medavacked back here from Detroit. The, um, neurosurgeon managed to remove the b*llet. He says that there is a very strong possibility that, uh, Lex ... may never regain consciousness.
Clark: I'm sorry.
Lionel: We never had a really close relationship. A lot was said. A lot went unsaid. Clark, I know for a fact that every badge in Michigan is on this case, and still, no suspects, no witnesses. I find it hard to believe the sh**t would leave Lex in a ditch and no one would see anything. Listen, I got a friend in Detroit, a cop. He, uh, called me when I found out about Lex. He let me borrow this.
Clark: Kara's alive?
That picture was taken less than 12 hours ago.
Doctor: Excuse me, Mr. Luthor?
Lionel: Yeah.
Chloe: Clark, this is Lois' phone.
Clark: Lois, Kara, and Lex?
Chloe: Not exactly "Three's Company."
Clark: Kara's wearing a bandage. She may be hurt, which means she doesn't have her powers. And whoever Lex was dealing with wasn't playing around, which means that if Lois and Kara were with him ... then they're in danger. We need to find them.
Chloe: I'll use my healing powers on Lex, and he can tell us where Lois and Kara went.
Clark: Chloe, the last time you used your powers, I pulled you out of a morgue refrigerator.
Chloe: Yeah, and then I walked out of there with a clean bill of health and some cold feet.
Clark: Chloe, if you use your powers again, you could die, permanently.
Chloe: Or I could just be adjusting to the growing pains. I mean, we don't know. Nothing happened when I healed Jimmy. We have no choice. The only clues we have to where they might be are trapped inside Lex's mind.
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Lana: I couldn't figure out what Lex was doing in Detroit, but I may have found something even more helpful.
Clark: Project Intercept? Is it military?
Lana: LuthorCorp developed it for the military to interrogate t*rrorists by getting inside of their heads, literally. The entire projected was spearheaded by Lionel. Intercept links a suspect and interrogator's brain waves, exposing the interrogator to all the suspect's memories and thoughts.
Clark: You're saying someone could actually go into Lex's mind? Where is this thing?
Lana: LuthorCorp still owns all the equipment, but it was mothballed six months ago.
Well, I can see why. How's this for fine print? "The project worked several times but then was abandoned after three of the interrogators died during implementation." Autopsies revealed that their central nervous systems were completely fried.
Clark: They're not like me. I can do this.
Lana: Clark, your body may be invincible, but who's to say your mind isn't vulnerable somehow?
Clark: It's my fault that Kara's missing.
Lana: But using technology built by Lionel Luthor? God only knows why he created that thing.
Clark: Lana, there's no other choice.
Lana: Clark, just be careful, okay?
Doctor: Sir, I watched three field officers die after their brains went into electro-neural shock. This machine is a deathtrap.
Lionel: I pay you a small fortune, Doctor, so please withhold your negative opinions. Ladies, would you please wait outside?
Clark: Lex wakes up, he'll never know I was in there, right?
Doctor: In the few successful cases, the t*rrorists had no memory of the process. Now, the freshest memories will most likely be the first ones in. The deeper you get, the greater the risk. If your brain waves show any sign of duress, I will pull you from the procedure.
Clark: I don't plan on staying in there very long.
Doctor: The software has been encoded with what you will see as a red door. That is your emergency exit. That red door, Clark ... you must never lose track of that. If we get disconnected, it's the only link between Lex's subconscious and reality.
Clark: Let's get this over with.
[ Machine whirring ]
Doctor: He's in.
[ Indistinct whispering ]
[ Indistinct whispering ]
[ Voice echoing ]
Doctor: He's entering further into the cerebral cortex.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Kara: I'm sorry that Frank screamed at you.
Finley: It's no big deal. I'm used to it. I grew up with an old man like that.
Kara: Well, you're sweet for covering, Finley. I owe you one.
Clark: Kara? Kara.
Kara: Can I warm you up?
Lex: Sure.
Kara: I'm starting to see you more than some of the regulars.
Lex: Blame it on the pie. It's by far the second best I've ever had.
Kara: Second best? I'll pass that along to the kitchen.
Give them some incentive.
Lex: Lex.
Kara: Linda.
Lex: Linda? Doesn't suit you.
Kara: Really? Who do I, uh, look like?
Lex: I don't know. Someone who doesn't belong here, that's for sure. See? There I go again with my opinions. What do I know?
Kara: Well, uh, more than you realize. You know, some days, I don't even know what I'm doing here.
Lex: Well, leave. That apron's not chained to the counter.
Kara: I don't know where else to go. It's sort of embarrassing, but, um, about a month ago, I lost my memory.
Lex: I'm sorry to hear that.
Kara: Actually, this bracelet's the only part of my past I have left.
Lex: Look, I'm not sure you'd be interested, Linda, but I know some of the best researchers in the world. Maybe one can help you.
Kara: You think they can help me get my memory back?
Lex: What are you doing here, Clark?
Clark: You can see me?
Lex: You shouldn't be here.
Clark: Lex. Please.
Lex: Get out of my head.
Clark: Lex.
Lex: Get out of my head!
Alexander: He's been trying to k*ll me as long as I can remember.
Clark: Who are you?
Alexander: I'm Alexander. Come on. We got to go.
Clark: Why would he want to k*ll you? You're the good part of him, aren't you?
Alexander: He says I make him weak. And if he finds us, he'll k*ll us both.
[ Indistinct whispering]
Clark: Look, I don't have much time. I'm looking for two women ... Kara Kent and Lois lane. Do you know where they are?
Alexander: No, but I'll start looking. In the meantime, you need to hide. This is a place Lex never visits. You'll be safe in there. Trust me, Clark. You're my best friend.
Doctor: He appears to be going in deep. If Clark's gone in too far, he might never find his way out.
Lionel: Alexander! Alexander! Alexander Luthor! What is the rule about my briefcase, Alexander?
Lex: Don't ever, ever touch it.
Lionel: Ah. And you know I can tell when it's been opened. Did you open it?
Did you?
Lex: No. I swear. Dad, I didn't touch it!
Lionel: Don't lie to me, Lex. Don't make excuses. All right. You be a man, Lex, and admit what you've done. Admit it.
Lex: But I didn't do it! I don't care about your work!
Lionel: All right, Lex. All right, if it wasn't you, then who was it, hmm? Answer me. Who opened my briefcase?! Answer me, Lex!
Lex: Mom.
[ Sobbing ] I saw her in your office going through your stuff. She told me not to say anything.
Lillian: You let go of him. I had to know the truth. Veritas ... what is it?
Lionel: Lillian, go. Go on, Lillian.
Lillian: I'm tired of the secrets. Disappearing in the middle of the night to your meetings. Please! What are you keeping from me?! What are you doing?!
Lionel: Veritas is not your concern! Ugh! You keep out of my business, Lillian.
Lex: Mom? Are you okay? I'm sorry.
Lillian: Don't, Lex. You've said enough.
Lex: Don't go.
Kara: It's beautiful. St. Anthony?
Lex: The patron saint of lost souls.
Kara: You know, Finley said all you really care about is money. But it's people, isn't it, Lex? I did my research. You're a humanitarian ... all the hospitals you've built, the scholarships you've funded.
Lex: And along the way, I've seen a lot of people get the help they need. Look, everything has been arranged. My jet's on standby to take you to your treatment.
Kara: So, this is really happening, then? Guess we'll find out if I have a fear of flying.
Lex: Whatever you find out, I'll be by your side every step of the way.
Kara: I just ... I want this to work.
Lex: Trust me. There's nothing that's lost that can't be found again.
Kara: I'm, uh ... I'm gonna go thank Finley, say goodbye to everyone.
[ Door closes ]
Lois: Quite the charmer, aren't you?
Lex: You're a little out of your way for a club sandwich, Lois. What the hell are you doing here?
Lois: Well, I figured you weren't in Detroit for the electric-car show, but I never would have guessed a secret rendezvous with Clark's cousin.
Lex: I'm helping her.
Lois: I never heard that one before.
Lex: Look, I don't expect you to understand.
Lois: You're right. I work better with visual aids. And now that I think about it, Clark does, too.
Lex: What the hell are you doing?
[ Crash, Kara screams. ]
[ Beeping ]
Lionel: What is it? What's happening?
Doctor: The E.E.G. ... It's showing delta-wave entrainment. They're in phase.
Lionel: You're nervous. Why?
Doctor: The subject is in too deep. We've never been able to get anyone back from this point.
Lionel: All right. All right, all right. Terminate the procedure. Pull Clark out ... now.
Doctor: I already tried. He's trapped, Mr. Luthor. As long as their brain waves are synchronized, I can't separate them. Now it's up to Clark to exit on his own.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Lex: I always knew there was a voyeur lurking behind that telescope.
Clark: Look, I don't want any trouble.
Lex: Forgive me. I've been a terrible host. Let me give you the grand tour. Wait. It's just getting good.
Lana: [ Laughs ] I will always love you.
Lex: You hear that, Clark? She'll always love me.
Ugh!
Alexander: Clark! I found your friends.
[ Indistinct whispering]
Lionel: [ Echoing ] Don't lie to me. Come on. Come on.
[ Thunder rumbles ]
[ g*n ]
Clark: Alexander! I know where they are!
[ Gasping ]
Alexander: Clark. He'll ... k*ll me.
Lex: You are pitiful.
I don't want to go with you!
[ Monitor beeping ]
[ Beeps rapidly, flatlines ]
Lex is fading. If we lose him, we lose them both. We have four minutes to bring him back before brain death.
No. Charge. Clear!
Let go of me!
Doctor: Clear! Ugh!
Chloe: What's taking so ... long? Oh, my god.
Doctor: Three, two ... charge. Clear!
Lionel: You shouldn't be in here, Miss Sullivan.
Chloe: What's happening? Why are they not waking Clark up?
Lionel: He's in Lex's mind. He's trapped.
If Lex dies, then Clark dies with him.
Doctor: Sir ... we've lost him.
Chloe: I can save him.
Lionel: How?
Chloe: Just trust me, Mr. Luthor. I can.
Lex: Ugh! You're holding me back, Alexander.
Alexander: Stop. Please.
Lex! It's time to say goodbye.
No!
[ Monitor flatlining ]
Agh!
Clark: Go now! Run!
[ Laughing maniacally ]
Alexander: Clark! Don't go.
Clark: I have to.
Alexander: But you're the only friend I've ever had.
Clark: All right, let's make a promise. Promise me that we will see each other again.
[ Voice breaking]
Alexander: I promise, Clark.
Clark: Promise me this, too ... that you will never stop fighting. You're stronger than you think.
Alexander: How do you know?
Clark: Because you're my friend. And now I know you're here, so I will always keep an eye out for you. I'll always be here for you.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Clark: I know where they are. Chloe. What happened?
Lionel: We need a doctor.
Clark: No, no, no. No doctors. Just get her to her apartment.
Lionel: Clark, she's barely alive.
Clark: Trust me, doctors can do nothing for her. Just get her home.
[ Air whooshes ]
Kara: Are you sure you know what you're doing?
Lois: When your dad locks your car in storage because you snuck out to see your boyfriend's band, you learn a few tricks.
[ Lock clicks ]
Lois: Bingo.
[ Lock clangs ]
[ Vehicle approaching ]
Kara: Oh, my god, he's back.
Lois: We're gonna have to find another way out. I think the gate's up ahead.
Finley: After everything that I have done for you?
Lois: Look, before you get all trigger-happy again, let's be rational.
Finley: I am rational. But I just k*lled a man. This isn't how it was supposed to happen. Linda, I just wanted to protect you. I know what it's like to start over. People take advantage of you. They look at you different. I am different.
Kara: And I'm not Linda.
Finley: What are you doing?
Kara: If you want to k*ll Lois, you'll have to k*ll me.
Finley: If you don't come with me, guess you're gonna turn me in. And I can't go back to prison, Linda.
[ Metal creaking ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Siren wailing ]
Lionel: You had us worried today. How you feeling?
Lex: That's the problem, Dad. I feel fine. What's going on? I'm admitted here with a b*llet in my head, and now there's not so much as a scratch on me.
Lionel: You can thank your friend ... Oliver Queen ... the healing technology developed by Queen Laboratories. You of all people should remember that.
Lex: I was under the impression that all the serum was destroyed.
Lionel: Yeah, all but a single dose, which I salvaged ... for myself, if I should ever need it.
Lex: But you gave it to me?
Lionel: You sound surprised. You're my son. You think I'd stand there and watch you die?
Lex: Honestly, Dad, I ... I don't know.
Lionel: Today, I realized when ... there is something I was afraid that I would never have the chance to tell you.
Lex: Yeah? And what's that?
Lionel: I love you, Lex ... my son.
Clark: Here you go.
Chloe: Thanks. Lois didn't, uh ... see me, you know, d*ad, did she?
Clark: No, she had to sh**t back to the planet to write a story about what happened in Detroit.
Chloe: [ Scoffs ] Yeah, Lex will k*ll that story in a heartbeat.
Clark: Speaking of heartbeats, you didn't have one for over 18 hours.
Chloe: Look, I was hoping we could skip the lecture and go straight to the "welcome back" dinner. I'm starving.
Clark: It's 15 hours longer than the last time, Chloe. I've been sitting here, literally, trying to think about what to say at your funeral.
Chloe: Well, let's both be glad that I'm alive, 'cause I know how much you hate giving speeches.
Clark: Chloe, I appreciate what you did for me. It goes beyond friendship. But you can never do it again.
Chloe: Clark, I have the power to save people's lives. Now, obviously, I am the last person who thought she would drag Lex back from the clutches of death, but it was my decision to make.
Clark: Of course it was.
Chloe: But, you know, you're not wrong. I mean, as great as this power is, it does come with a lot of consequences. And I think that one of the responsibilities for both of us is ... staying alive. You know, maybe I am pushing my luck with this whole death thing. I mean, it is death, after all.
Clark: Does that mean you're never gonna use your abilities again?
Chloe: It means I'm more confused now than ever. Out of the entire catalog of meteor abilities, why was I the one chosen to be in charge of such an amazing gift?
Lex: It's like a reflex. I see you and start defending myself.
Clark: That's what guilt does to a person. Now, what were you doing in Detroit with Kara?
Lex: I was trying to help her.
Clark: And she ended up kidnapped? You knew she had amnesia.
Lex: Sure, once she told me. That's when I volunteered my help.
Clark: Did it ever occur to you to pick up a phone and call me?
Lex: I did call ... twice. Lana hung up on me before I could get a word out.
Clark: Do you even know when you're lying anymore?
Lex: You know, I've stopped pretending to care whether or not you believe me, so why don't you?
Clark: Because I do care, Lex. And there's a side of you that knows what's right.
Lex: Wow. Now, what would I do without Clark Kent, voice of reason?
Clark: That voice isn't me, Lex. It's you. There's still good inside of you. Let that voice lead you back to it.
Lex: I didn't know it would only take a brush with death to see your softer side.
Clark: Trust me, Lex, there's nothing that's lost that can't be found again.
Lex: Anything good?
Kara: Um ... I don't know. Supposedly, this is one of my favorite songs, and I don't even remember how it goes. Lex, I saw what happened. You were bleeding.
Lex: I told you, I know some talented doctors.
Kara: Obviously you do. So, I guess I used to work here. I wonder if they'll give me my job back.
Lex: Well, I think the owner will understand.
Kara: Thank you for meeting me. I mean, home isn't feeling very ...
Lex: Familiar?
Kara: Yeah. I mean, Clark seems like a really nice guy and everything, but I can't help but feeling he's hiding something from me.
Lex: [ Chuckles ] As his former best friend, I know the feeling all too well.
Kara: See, Clark didn't even mention that you guys were friends. What happened?
Lex: I grew up. Kara I'm not interested in keeping secrets. This treatment will help you get your memories back, and with it, we'll get the truth ... ... once and for all. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x12 - Fracture"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on March 13, 2008
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Announcer: Hey, listen up. We want to thank everyone for coming out to support the band tonight. They're really excited to be here. Thank you, Metropolis, for spreading the word about our concert. The band will be out here soon, so sit tight and get ready for a great show.
Kara: [ Sighs ] So, uh, we used to come to places like this together? [ Sighs ] I can't believe it's all blank.
Jimmy: It'll come back. How about I reintroduce you to your favorite bevvy?
Kara: Okay.
Jimmy: I'll be right back.
Pete: Excuse me. Coming through. [ Breathing heavily ] Hey. The promoter needs some gum, and I'm fresh out. You got any?
Man: Look around, Einstein. We're in a gum factory.
Pete: Right.
Announcer: Let's hear some noise, Metropolise. Throw your hands together for one of the hottest bands out there. Let's hear it for One Republic.
[Music playing]
[ Cheers and applause]
And here is One Republic!
[ Intro to One Republic's "Stop and Stare" plays ]
[ Cheers and applause ]
This town is colder now
I think it's sick of us
it's time to make our move
I'm shaking off the rust
I've got my heart set on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years
steady hands, just take the wheel
and every glance is ling me
time to make one last appeal
for the life I lead
stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
yeah, I know that everyone gets scared
but I've become what I can't be
oh, stop and stare
you start to wonder why you're here, not there
and you'd give anything to get what's fair
but fair ain't what you really need
oh, can you see what I see?
[ Cheers and applause ]
They're trying to come back
all my senses push
untie the weight bags
I never thought I could
steady feet
Pete: Hey, look out!
[ Music stops ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
Man: Hey, what happened?
Kara: [ Breathing heavily] Thanks. [ Breathing heavily ]
Clark: Well, at least Kara didn't forget how to use up all the hot water.
Lionel: Yes, but I understand that, uh, she still hasn't managed to recover her memory.
Clark: She still thinks she's from Minnesota. But I think the more she looks into her past ... she'll realize it's all a lie.
Lionel: I ... do you think, if she was, uh, taken to the fortress ... it might speed up the, uh, process?
Clark: Last time I went to Jor-el for advice, he kept me prisoner in the fortress. I think it's time to tell her the truth.
Lana: She won't believe you. Clark, we have to protect her.
Lionel: I agree, especially when she's been ... visiting ... with Lex.
Lana: As much as I hate to admit it, it makes sense. He found her. She trusts him.
Clark: Her bracelet. That connects her to Krypton.
Lionel: Yes, but, uh, I thought it had gone missing.
Clark: It has, but there's got to be some way to find it.
Lionel: Hmm. Oh ... in the meantime, I suggest you keep a sharp eye on Lex's, uh, latest endeavors. Pete Ross. What a surprise.
Lana: Oh, my God, Pete.
Pete: Hey. Oh.
Clark: Pete, it's good to see you. What are you doing here?
Pete: More importantly, what's he doing here?
Clark: [ Sighs ]
Pete: I guess more has changed around here than I thought.
Clark: It's a long story.
[ Door opens ]
Kara: Lex?
Lex: I take it the fresh farm air isn't as invigorating as it's cracked up to be.
Kara: [ Chuckles ] I spend every day wandering around that place, trying to find something that will jog my memory.
Lex: Well ... did anything stand out? Anything out of the ordinary?
Kara: Actually, yeah. Everything. I don't feel connected to it at all. But thanks for finding what you did. I know it matches with the girl formerly known as Kara Kent, but ... but ... the girl in that folder isn't me. [ Inhales sharply ] How well do you know Clark? Do you trust him?
Lex: I wish I could say yes.
Kara: I'm starting to wonder if he's hiding something from me. Doesn't it seem weird that I don't have any medical or dental records? Who doesn't get sick?
Lex: Clark can be evasive.
Kara: Why would he lie to me? I mean, what in my past could be so horrible he wouldn't want me to know about it?
Lex: Kara, I promise you ... I will do everything in my power to help you get your memory back. Now, I don't suppose Clark has mentioned anything about your missing bracelet?
Kara: No.
Lex: Then I guess I should tell you. The design on your bracelet is a symbol ... a symbol that matches others that have appeared around Smallville. These were first seen as paintings in the Kawatchee caves. But they've appeared much more recently ... b*rned into the Kent barn. Whatever Clark's hiding from you ... I think it has something to do with these symbols. That bracelet could be the clue to uncovering your true identity.
Lana: Okay, well, I'll see you this afternoon.
Clark: Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?
Lana: No, it's okay. Ben will help me unload the posts.
[ Engine turns over ]
Pete: So, the secret of the century is not so secret anymore. Lionel, Chloe, and Lana all know the truth about your extraterrestrial crash landing?
Clark: It all just kind of happened. [ Sighs ] Well, the truth is, with all the danger I put you in, knowing my secret, I actually didn't want to tell anybody else, but ...
Pete: But ... Let me guess. You couldn't stop trying to save the world, and you got caught. Let's go. Wonder what your dad would think about a Luthor hanging out in his kitchen.
Clark: Well ...
Pete: 2-1.
Clark: Since my dad's been gone ... Lionel's done a lot for me and my mom.
Pete: Oh, I'm sure he has. I mean, he's done a lot for my family, too. Took our factory, caused my parents' divorce. The guy's a real saint.
Clark: That's the way it used to be. I can't really expect you to understand. I mean, you have been gone for over three years. What have you been doing?
Pete: We don't all land our dream career like Chloe. Kind of been doing the roadie gig. Pays the bills.
Clark: Could've at least returned one of my calls.
Pete: You think it's easy saying goodbye to your best friend? I couldn't risk anyone using me to get to the truth about your secret. I figured it was better just leaving it all in the past.
Clark: I didn't ask you to do that, Pete.
Pete: I know, but it doesn't change the fact that I've been looking over my shoulder ever since. I mean, I had to leave my life behind because of you, Clark. And to be honest ... it was better than living in your shadow.
Clark: I didn't know.
Pete: Luckily, everything's changed. Whoo! Ha ha! I finally brought my game up to your level, Clark.
Clark: What happened to you?
Pete: [ Chuckles ] Doesn't matter. The other night, I saved this girl, and I finally got a taste of what it felt like to be you ... to be a hero.
Clark: Whatever it is, we need to find a way to reverse it.
Pete: I should have known you couldn't be happy for me.
Clark: I want you to be careful.
Pete: And what, hide like you?
Clark: This isn't you. It's the Kryptonite. You know what it does? It warps your reality.
Pete: The only thing warped is how many more people's lives you're gonna ruin by keeping your powers a secret. I'm not gonna make anyone live with that burden like you did. Things change, Clark. Time to share the glory, and if you try to stop me, my secret isn't gonna be the only one in danger of being exposed.
Chloe: Well, who should I blame for my server problems? I've been locked out of my files. Yes! Thank you.
Jimmy: Open my e-mail yet?
Chloe: Sorry, Jimmy, I've been in I.T. Hell all morning. Some network issue has got me surfing the slow lane.
[ Monitor beeps ]
Chloe: Okay. Here.
Jimmy: Pretty cool, huh?
Chloe: Oh, my God.
Jimmy: I know, right? This guy's elastic limbs are gonna slingshot his story straight to the front page.
Chloe: Jimmy, this guy is Pete Ross. He was, like, my best friend in high school, like, back before Clark.
Jimmy: You, uh, ditched him for Clark?
Chloe: No. Uh, I mean, we were all friends. We were all best friends.
Jimmy: Well, he is gonna be an overnight superstar. I just got off the phone. He's the first meteor frea ... Uh ... biologically enhanced individual ...
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
Jimmy: ... Who's willing to be interviewed about his powers. I just need to flesh this out a little.
Chloe: Interviewed? Are you serious?
Jimmy: Yeah. Imagine what a guy like Pete could do for the public perception of the meteor-enhanced. He's smart. He's funny. The guy's story is beyond amazing ... it's great.
Chloe: Okay, so, he's a walking personal ad, but, Jimmy, as much as I appreciate your socially conscious attitude adjustment, the press would turn Pete into a circus freak.
Jimmy: It's just an interview.
Chloe: You know what? Maybe you're right. Do you mind if I, um, add a little purple prose, just to smooth out the rough edges?
Jimmy: Please sprinkle some of your Hemingway dust. Look, I'm off to the Stride factory. I'm gonna interview a few of Elastic Man's comrades before they star tthe next gig.
Thank you. Okay, thank you. Thank you so much.
Chloe: Hey, Clark, uh, we've got a problem, and it appears to be growing.
[ Door opens ]
Lex: Chloe. Someone's taking advantage of my open-door policy.
Chloe: The I.T. Department told me you've been monitoring everything that happens on the Daily Planet computers. Unauthorized surveillance is totally unethical.
Lex: Pretty big words from a cub reporter. Shouldn't you be using them to write stories?
Chloe: Good idea. I think "office espionage" has a nice ring to it.
Lex: Look ... I'm new here, but I thought Lois had first s*ab at conspiracy theories.
Chloe: You hacked into my computer and copied my files, Lex! I have rights!
Lex: No. You don't have rights. You have responsibilities. Owning the Daily Planet means everything within these walls, and if you have a problem with the way I run this paper, Miss Sullivan, you're free to find out if The Inquisitor offers a more considerate environment! You're excused.
[ Door slams ]
Lex: [ Sighs ]
Man: Clear. Test the lights. No, no, no. Not that one. That one here. Okay, cool, I'll just pull this one.
Jimmy: So, what time is the concert tonight?
Man: 8:00.
Jimmy: Thanks, bro. Keep livin'.
Man: Take it easy.
Jimmy: Hey, C.K. Kara tell you about Pete's stretch save last night? Snapped his arms out like silly putty right in front of me.
Clark: Maybe you didn't see what you thought you saw, Jimmy.
Jimmy: What, you don't want to think that one of your best friends could be a meteor freak? Look, I just hate to think that you have something against the meteor-enhanced.
Clark: That's not it ... I just don't want to see anything happen to Pete ... that's all.
Jimmy: Like what, get the credit he deserves? Pete Ross is a hero. He saved Kara's life. And having the courage to reveal that to the rest of the world ... that's a big deal.
Clark: I'm not sure the rest of the world is gonna see it that way.
Jimmy: Why? The world needs a hero now more than ever, Clark. Maybe meteor freaks can walk among us without being afraid. Wouldn't you want that if one was your friend?
Clark: [Groaning]
Pete: I always knew The Torch would light the way to the big leagues.
Chloe: Pete, hey. It's so good to see you. [Chuckles ] Don't be too impressed, though. I just went from being a big fish in a small pond to being a minnow in the Atlantic.
Pete: [Chuckles] Well, I, for one have read all of your stories, and, as much as some things change, some things always remain the same.
Chloe: I couldn't agree more. I'm actually in the process of mopping up Lex Luthor's daily carnage as we speak.
Pete: Now, there's a name I don't miss.
Chloe: He's playing Big Brother on all of the computers at the Daily Planet. All my work is under his cyber lock and key.
Pete: Well, can't you just work some of your virtual voodoo and get him back?
Chloe: Short of a direct h*t from a massive virus ... all of these files will forever be in the clutches of Citizen Lex.
Pete: Maybe I can give him something else to focus on. Cool, huh?
Chloe: Actually, yeah. Uh ... come here. You don't want Lex or anyone else seeing that you can do that.
Pete: Come on, Chloe. Don't tell me that Clark's got you running scared because of his secret, too.
Chloe: Look, I know you don't mean that 'cause this isn't about Clark.
Pete: Isn't it? I mean, I remember what it was like covering for him. Always having to watch what you had to say ... lying ... to you.
Chloe: Well, sometimes you don't have another choice.
Pete: Yes, you do. And for once I'm glad not to be following in Clark's footsteps.
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
Pete: No secrets, Chloe. Put it on the front page.
Chloe: Okay, Pete. I get the whole reach-for-the-stars mentality, and right now [ Chuckles ] you actually could reach a few of those stars.
Pete: [ Scoffs ]
Chloe: But what about all the meteor-infected people who still appreciate their privacy?
Pete: They want to keep living a lie, that's their problem. Maybe it's time for everyone to realize that a real hero doesn't hide in the shadows. Excuse me.
Lana: Are you looking for something?
Kara: Um, Lana. Um, I was just ...
Lana: Kara, I don't think Clark would appreciate your going through his things.
Kara: What do you know about these symbols?
Lana: As much as anyone in anyone in Smallville, I guess. They're from a local Indian tribe.
Kara: Then why were they on the bracelet I used to wear?
Lana: Well, maybe you bought it while you were visiting the Kents, or maybe they sent it to you as a present.
Kara: You know, it's amazing how you and Clark can just lie on autopilot like that.
Lana: Kara.
Kara: I know about the symbols b*rned into the barn and the field. And I know about this. A tattoo you somehow don't have any more.
Lana: Where did you get these?
Kara: Lex.
Lana: Kara ... Lex has a way of being the hero at the exact moment that you need to be saved. I know how enticing that can be. One day, he'll turn the tables and you'll realize that everything was a lie.
Kara: If you really wanna prove that Lex is the one lying ... then just tell me the truth. It's obvious you're covering something. Please, Lana. You know ... you can keep shoveling dirt over my past, but eventually, I'll uncover the truth.
Lex: Please, don't let me disturb you. Quite the hero these days, aren't you, Pete? Saving Kara. Now I gather you're trying to impress Chloe by erasing any record of her extracurricular projects. I guess things never change.
Pete: You're living proof of that.
Lex: You know, we may have more in common than you think. We both had a friend who let us down, and something tells me you know what it's like to love a woman who's still infatuated with Clark Kent.
Pete: Maybe I was wrong. Things do change. You're even more messed up than before.
Lex: I thought an olive branch was a pretty civilized response to breaking and entering, but ... however you wanna see it, one truth remains: I control Chloe's fate, and if you really wanna be her hero, you're gonna put that amazing ability to work for me. Now, there's a certain bracelet that I believe is locked in my father's vault. I want it.
Pete: I'm sure you do. But Chloe wouldn't want you using her job to make me do anything.
Lex: I'm not talking about her job, Pete. I'm talking about the secret she's been keeping. Do you really wanna be the reason the world finds out that Chloe's a meteor freak?
Chloe: The Stride gum factory?
Clark: It was used as an underground venue for bands until it was shut down a few months ago.
Chloe: It's already been closed? Maybe next time they won't let the flavor last quite so long.
Clark: I found the source of Pete's powers. Kryptonite-enhanced gum. I found a whole stockpile of it.
Chloe: Chewing gum? Is nothing sacred any more?
Clark: I destroyed it, but we have to find Pete. His attitude is changing.
Chloe: Ah, so you got a whiff of Pete "The Boss" Ross, too, huh?
Clark: If he ingests any more Kryptonite, we both know what happens to people.
Chloe: Present company on standby. And since the Go Go Gadget Arms has been going public with his abilities, he's gotta be ...
[Beeping]
Man: I don't know.
Woman: Yeah.
Man: Check the connection?
Woman: Yeah, I did.
Clark: What's going on?
Chloe: It looks like some kind of virus. My computer's totally fried. And judging from the collective sighs, so is everybody else's. Clark, I think our new hero went vigilante and wiped out the Planet's server to protect me.
Jimmy: Hey, guys. Major scoop. Pete's headed over to Lionel Luthor's office. He's stealing something for Lex.
Pete: [ Chuckles ] [Sighs ] Guess your world's only big enough for one hero.
Clark: This isn't the way to be a hero, Pete. The Kryptonite is affecting your judgment. Just tell me what Lex has on you. I'll take care of it.
Pete: By doing what? I've only been back in town one day and already Lex is squeezing me to get to your secret.
Clark: My secret?
Pete: Look familiar? It always comes back to you. I guess you didn't know your new best friend had that.
Clark: There must be a reason.
Pete: His last name, Clark. Lionel ... Lex ... they're the same person. And they're not gonna stop using people until they get to the truth about you. Sorry, Clark ...
Clark: Aah!
Pete: But I don't have a choice.
Clark: [ Groaning ]
Pete: If I turn that bracelet over to Lex, he's gonna be one step closer to your secret. The only way to stop all this is to take Lex out of the equation. It's my turn to save you and everybody else from Lex once and for all.
Clark: [Groaning]
[ Music Playing ]
[Crowd Cheering ]
Lex: Pete, you're late.
Pete: You're right. I should have done this three years ago.
Lex: Uh!
Pete: How many more people are you gonna hurt? When is it gonna end?
Lex: [ Groaning ]
Pete: [ Grunts ] Aah!
Lex: Where's the bracelet, Pete?
Pete: [ Yelling ] I never found it! I don't have it.
Lex: Where is it?
Pete: I don't have it. I don't have it. Ah!
Lex: You're starting to try my patience, Pete.
Pete: Then bring it on. Because the truth isn't gonna change.
Lex: Then maybe we can help.
Pete: [ Yells ]
[ Music Playing ]
Clark: Ah!
Lionel: What happened, Clark?
Clark: You and I need to talk. But first I have to stop Pete from making a huge mistake.
[ Music Playing ]
Pete: Ow!
Lex: I don't like this any more than you do, Pete, but I need that bracelet. Now this is the last time I'm gonna ask you. Where is it?
Pete: I don't have it. I already told ya I don't have it. And I never did.
Lex: Okay.
Pete: [ Grunting ] Aaah!
Pete: Ah!
Clark: You okay?
Pete: [ Panting ] Yeah.
Announcer: Thank you so much, Metropolis. You're a wonderful audience. We'll see you guys next time.
Pete: Guess the best part about knowing your secret is being able to say thank you.
Pete: [ Sighs ] I gotta admit ... one-on-one was a lot more fun when I had powers. Now I'm really at a disadvantage.
Clark: Come on, Pete. Even without powers, you were always at a disadvantage. Let's just hope for a quick recovery.
Pete: Look, Clark, um ... I didn't really mean what I said yesterday. You're not the reason my life's ended up the way it has.
Clark: I know that Kryptonite can get you a little amped ... but you weren't wrong. Almost every day I wonder what it would be like not to have to live a lie, but ...
Pete: You can't. I know. I never really understood how hard it was being you. I was always a little jealous of your life, and ... and it was easier to blame you. I'm sorry. It's time for me to make a change. I know there's a hero inside me somewhere, I just ... I gotta find another way to save the world.
Pete: Hey, Chloe.
Chloe: Hey. Is this the "Barry Bonds" Pete or the "Hank Aaron" Pete?
Pete: [ Chuckles ] This is the 100 percent "Pete Ross" Pete. I just came by to apologize before I left.
Chloe: Clark told me what you did. Thank you. You risked your life to protect me. Now, that's not only Webster's definition of hero, it's mind, too. There's no apology needed.
Pete: Chloe, um, Lex told me you had a power. You don't have to tell me what it is. This ... is for ruining your computer.
Chloe: Pete. Just promise me you won't let another light-year pass by before I see you again.
Pete: You can count on it.
Chloe: Come here. Hey!
Pete: Jimmy. No hard feelings, man. I decided to live my life in anonymity.
Jimmy: I understand. Some secrets are better kept.
Pete: See you soon.
Chloe: Yeah. Pete.
Pete: Relax ... it's Kryptonite-free.
Chloe: Bye.
Jimmy: So you guys gonna be hanging out any time soon? I just mean, it looks like Gumby found his Pokey. Unless you ...
Chloe: You were right the first time. Pete and I are just friends.
Jimmy: Cool. Yeah, that's cool.
Chloe: What about you? How was date night with Kara?
Jimmy: Uh, you know. Kara's great, but ... I think the spark kind of fizzled for both of us.
Chloe: Sorry.
Jimmy: No, you're not. No, no, uh ... what I meant was that I hope you're not. [ Sighs ] I should have just said that I'm not, right? Is there any ... interest in seeing if we can breathe some f*re into this ember over a cup of coffee?
Chloe: I'll bring the butane.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ]
Woman: Mr. Luthor. I checked with the Metropolis Observatory about the constellation in your family crest. The last time these stars were configured in this exact arrangement was October 7th, 1989.
Lex: The day of the first meteor shower.
Woman: And there's something else.
[ Knocking on door ]
Kara: Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you.
Lex: I thought I made myself clear. You're always welcome here.
Kara: I was hoping you'd say that. I don't trust Clark and Lana any more and the idea of living with them on the farm ... hope you don't mind, Lex, but I was wondering if I could stay here, with you. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x13 - Hero"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on March 20, 2008
Mr. Luthor. You received another one, sir.
Lionel: Thank you. That's, uh, it for tonight.
[ Crickets chirping ]
[ Thud ]
[ Boards creaking ]
Clark: Lana?
[ Air whistles ]
Clark: [ Grunting ]
[ Glass shatters ]
Pierce: Take him down.
[ Air whistles ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Crackling continues ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Grunts ]
Pierce: I can see why they want you. Target acquired.
Chloe: Lana? Hey. I came as soon as I got your ... oh, my god. What happened?
Lana: I don't know. I came home and Clark was gone. He talked about going to the fortress.
Chloe: Last time he went to the fortress, Jor-El trapped him in ice for a month. Why would he chance the big chill a second time?
Lana: We just found out that Kara moved in with Lex at the mansion. Clark was hoping that Jor-El would give her back her memories and her powers.
Before Lex uncovers her secret.
He wanted to get up there, but he needed something from the loft first.
I don't think he got what he came in here for.
[ Sighs ] This key opens the portal to the fortress.
Lana: How did you know that?
Chloe: I kind of followed him there a couple of years ago. The key's still here.
Lana: Then he never made it to the fortress, so something must have stopped him.
[ Exhales sharply ]
Pierce: Stay in the center of your cell.
Clark: Where am I?! What is this? Aah! [ Groaning ] Come out here. Come out here and face me! [ Groans ]
[ Pulsating ]
Pierce: You just experienced a 20% increase in charge from the meteor rock lining your cell. Do it again, I'll ramp it up 50%. You try for three, I'm guessing 100% will k*ll you.
Clark: [ Groaning ] [ Groaning ]
[ Helicopter blades whirring ]
Lionel: Whoever would have guessed that skinny little Patty Swann was the author of those alarmingly cryptic messages?
Patricia: It's Patricia. Nice to see you, Lionel.
Lionel: The last time I saw you, you and Lex were both children. And your father, Virgil Swann, he adored the great outdoors. Then he shut himself away inside that dank, musty planetarium.
Patricia: We both know that those family get-togethers weren't about the great outdoors. When Dad died, I inherited his estate. After a long probate, I've recently received all of his research. He was obsessed with one subject in particular ... a traveler from another galaxy who came to Smallville in a meteor shower.
Lionel: A great scientist with a vivid imagination.
Patricia: My father wasn't the only one who believed in the traveler. Four powerful families would gather every summer ... my dad, the Wueens, the Teagues, and you. According to his journals, the group formed a secret society ... Veritas.
Lionel: Veritas ... that's right, our astronomy club.
Patricia: You were preparing to welcome the traveler. The group planned on sharing the responsibility of keeping him safe once he arrived. But everyone died ... ... except you.
Lionel: Where are you going with this?
Patricia: You k*lled Edward Teague and Robert and Laura queen. And I am sure that you had a hand in my father's death.
Lionel: A pity his brilliance was lost on you.
Patricia: I have proof. I found evidence my father collected and stored with his journals. You wanted the traveler all for yourself ... for your own personal gain. Turn over the son of Krypton, or I will release the evidence linking you to their m*rder.
Lionel: [ Chuckles ] The traveler from another galaxy, a clandestine cabal, a series of m*rder ... mm, that's quite a story. You be careful who you tell it to.
Patricia: Don't test me, Lionel. Take me to the traveler now.
Lionel: [ Chuckles ] You haven't changed. You're still that bossy little girl you used to be. But this time, Patty, you're swimming way out of your depth.
[ Whirring resumes ]
[ Crickets chirping ]
Lex: Hope you like your room.
Kara: I only moved in last night, and it already feels like home. Thank you for letting me stay here, Lex.
Lex: Taking another look at your alleged biography?
Kara: Yeah, I thought I'd give it another try. I still don't feel like I was ever this person.
Lex: Kara ... you should really consider having the procedure we talked about.
Kara: I don't know. I mean, I don't have my memory, but I'm pretty sure I don't like hospitals.
Lex: It would be done in my private clinic by a team of the world's top neurologists. You said you trusted me. Trust me now. Let me help you.
Kara: Okay, Lex. I'll do it.
Lex: Good. I'll pull my team together as soon as possible. Good night, Kara.
[ Door closes ]
We've been watching her since she arrived, sir. So far, nothing indicates she's anything more than a pretty girl from Minnesota.
Lex: I don't pay you to comment on her appearance. Besides, looks can be deceiving. Kara's agreed to do the procedure.
Sir, if I may, we just started observing her.
Lex: Her mind may contain answers to questions I've had for a very long time. Now, I've waited long enough. How soon can the lab be ready?
Tomorrow.
Lex: Keep an eye on her. If she shows any sign her memory is coming back, lock this place down.
Clark: [ Groaning ]
Lionel: Stop! You stop it now! What the hell are you doing? I built that cell to contain him, not for you to use as a t*rture chamber.
Pierce: Mr. Luthor, you hired me because of my experience with these freaks.
Lionel: If anything happens to him, anything at all, because of your appetite for cruelty, you will be held responsible.
Clark: [ Groaning lightly ]
Lionel: All good. No. Well, I don't agree with you. Absolutely not.
Lionel.
I'll get back to you.
Lionel: Lana. Miss Sullivan. I've got my people searching ... discreetly, of course ... the government agencies. If any of them are responsible for taking Clark, we'll know very soon.
Maybe you could help. Do know what this is?
Lionel: I ... believe it an electrode. Probably from a TASER g*n. This is Kryptonite.
Lana: We found it in the barn after Clark was taken. As far as we know, everyone that knows about Clark's weakness is in this room. It wasn't Chloe, and it wasn't me.
Lionel: What about Kara? I told you and Clark she'd been spending time with Lex. Now she's moved in with him. But her memory ... might be coming back, little by little. Wouldn't take much. Just a few simple words. Enough for Lex to work out Clark's secret. Oh, I'd hate to think that my son is responsible for any of this. This is Clark's worst fear. Wait a minute. Lx dynamics. Lx dynamics has military contracts developing combat technologies. I'll do some research, see if any of it involves electroshock or ...
Lana: If he harms Clark, I will k*ll him.
Lionel: I'll deal with him Lana. He's my son. I want Clark back safely as much as you do.
[ Telephone rings ]
Lana: Chloe. I dug around for some information on lx dynamics. Lionel was right. Lex is having them build experimental TASERs for the military.
Chloe: Actually, I've been wielding my own shovel, and I think I may have found where Clark is being held. About a year and a half ago, LuthorCorp bought a abandoned airstrip just outside the city. Now they've rebuilt the hangar. Check out the construction manifest. "Concrete reinforced Plexiglas in a ton of refined meteor rock"?
Lana: Lex built another 33.1 lab.
Chloe: Wrong Luthor. According to all of these records, this was all Lionel.
[ Beeps ]
Construction started around the same time Lionel found out Clark's secret. The department of water and power said they turned the lights on for the first time two days ago. Lionel's been planning this kidnapping for months. And if these specs are accurate, the place is built like fort Knox. We need Kara.
Lana: Chloe, Kara can't help if she doesn't have her powers back.
Chloe: Clark was on his way to the fortress of solitude to ask Jor-El for help. Now, maybe we can Polar Express Kara there ourselves.
Lana: The key ... do you know how to use it?
Chloe: If we can get her out of the mansion, I can get her there.
She wanted to move in with Lex. I don't think it'll be easy getting her to leave. Lex probably quadrupled his security since she moved in. We won't be able to get past the mailbox.
Lana: I'm thinking something a little more stealth. When I was married to Lex, he showed me these escape passageways he had built in case of another home invasion. So use his secret way out to sneak in.
Lex: It's good to see a friendly face from my childhood. What brings you to Smallville?
Patricia: I'm rarely in Metropolis, but I have some business there, and I remembered you'd moved out here.
Lex: Well, I'm glad you came by, Patricia. I have to admit, I don't recall much from when we were kids. After getting caught in that meteor shower, the years leading up to it became something of a fog.
Patricia: You were so young, Lex. It must have been traumatizing.
Lex: I survived. What about you? Where did you disappear to?
Patricia: I spent most of my life studying abroad. When Dad died, I decided to stay in Europe.
Lex: I always admired Dr. Swann's genius. I was sorry to hear about his death.
Patricia: Thanks, Lex. I'm doing my best to carry on his legacy.
Lex: That's a beautiful locket you're wearing.
Patricia: Dad gave me this right before he passed away. I've worn it ever since. Actually, I have a gift for you.
Lex: A child's painting?
Patricia: It's your painting. I was going through some of my father's things, and I found it. You gave it to me when we were kids.
Lex: Well, I guess I thought I could romance you with my ABC's.
Patricia: [ Chuckles ] It's an insignia ... from when our parents would get together with the Queens and the Teagues.
Lex: Really? I don't remember that.
Patricia: That "V" was the symbol for their astronomy club. You must have seen it once and copied it. They called themselves "Veritas." While we were off playing, they were discussing secret things behind closed doors.
Lex: Do you know what they talked about?
Patricia: No idea. But considering your father's the last surviving member, he can probably explain it all to you. You should tell him I say hello.
Lionel: [ Sighs ]
[ Chuckling ] Where did you find this?
Lex: Patricia Swann visited me today. Apparently I made it while I was still learning my way around a paintbrush.
Lionel: Well, if you're looking for some validation of your artistic talent as a child, it's a little late, isn't it?
Lex: Patricia told me it's the symbol for Veritas, but she's not sharing the whole story.
Lionel: It's the misguided musings of a few youthful idealists with a little money and too much time on their hands. We took ourselves much too seriously, I'm embarrassed to say.
Lex: What secret was so important that you and your friends built a group around it?
Lionel: Oh, think about it, Lex. Skull & Bones, Scroll & Key, the Delphic. The rich have secret societies. The others have poker nights.
Lex: Well, it seems life dealt your charter members a poor hand. Besides you, everyone else is d*ad. Why'd you k*ll them?
Lionel: Will you give it a rest, Lex? Let the whole business rest in peace.
Lex: Sorry, dad. I can't do that.
Lionel: Lex! Why don't you treat this sketch for what it is? A reminder of what you could have become.
Lex: If you won't tell me, I'm sure Patricia will.
Lionel: [ Dialing ] Yeah. He was just here. He delivered your message. I'm ready, Patricia, to make a deal.
Lana: Lex likes to keep his women on a short leash.
Chloe: Sounds more like a choke chain, if you ask me. Let's get her out of there.
Okay, the passageways open up onto a steep hill. It's pretty far off the road. It's gonna take us a while to climb up there. If it means saving Clark, I'd climb Mount Everest.
Lex: Is she ready?
Yes, sir. And so is the lab.
Lex: Good. It time to find some answers. What happened?
The feed's been cut.
Lex: Lock this place down! Now!
Kara: What are you doing?
Kara, you have to come with us right now. We'll explain everything later. Just trust us.
[ Clangs ]
Pierce: You're not getting out, you know. I helped build this cage.
Clark: What do you want from me?!
Pierce: I've seen a lot of terrible things in your town. How could a place called Smallville be filled with such death and destruction? I think it has something to do with you.
Clark: Maybe you want to reconsider keeping me in this cage. You work for the government?
Pierce: I was head security for 33.1. I've tracked down a lot of meteor freaks, but you ... you're in a category all to yourself. The government wouldn't know what to do with you.
[ Beeping ]
Pierce: But I do.
[ Pulsating ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Pulsating stops ]
Pierce: Enjoy your stay ... freak.
Kara: What is this place? It's freezing in here.
Chloe: It's Clark's fortress. We're way up in the North Pole.
Kara: Right, fortress, North Pole. And how did we get here?
Chloe: Through the portal. Oh, and if there's a sudden shift in weather, just get out of here as fast as you can.
Kara: That's reassuring.
Chloe: Hello?! Jor-El?!
Kara: Who are you talking to?
Chloe: Clark's in trouble. Now, I know that your brother started all of this, but right now, the only way we can help your son is if you restore Kara's memory and powers.
Kara: Whatever Jor-El is, I don't think he's here right now.
Chloe: Jor-El! Out of all the planets across the universe, you decided to send your only son to this one! To Earth! You trusted us to protect him! Now, please, Jor-El, I need you to trust me! I love your son! He's in danger and he needs our help!
Kara: What's happening?! Chloe, why are we in the fortress?
Chloe: We have to save Clark.
Clark: [ Grunting ]
Lionel: Patricia.
Patricia: My lawyers know where I am, Lionel. If you k*ll me, they'll know who did it.
Lionel: Of course. Is that the evidence?
Patricia: My father raised me to keep my word. Before I hand this over, I need to see him first. You put him in a cage?
Lionel: What I have done is fulfilled my part of the agreement, and I expect you to do the same.
Patricia: Not yet. I want to meet him face-to-face. I need to verify he truly is the traveler.
Lionel: That can be done.
Patricia: I hope you've said your goodbyes, Lionel, because if he is the traveler, he's leaving with me right now.
Lionel: Put her on the plane. When she's on her way to Europe, return Mr. Kent discreetly to his home. I'll take it from there.
Pierce: That monster isn't going anywhere.
Lionel: What are you doing?
Pierce: You rich people ... your money makes you stupid. Anyone can see that thing is dangerous. It could k*ll somebody. For all we know, it might be a thr*at to national security.
Lionel: Pierce, listen to me.
Pierce: You know, in all the time that I worked for Lex, not once did he put the interests of a meteor freak above the safety of the world. He knew when to terminate a project. But you ... you're not your son. And I'm gonna terminate it for you.
Lionel: You don't know what you're doing. Clark Kent is not a thr*at.
Pierce: You really think after everything that I have seen that I'm just gonna let you and the Swann princess here just set him free? He must be terminated.
Lionel: No. He's a human being, Pierce. You'd be committing m*rder.
Pierce: It's not human.
[ Beeping ]
Clark: [ Groaning ]
[ Pulsating ]
[ Beeps loudly ]
[ Beeping rapidly ]
Kara: Clark.
[ Pulsating stops ]
Clark: It's nice having you back.
Kara: Clark, how could I have ever forgotten you?
Clark: Here you go.
Patricia: Somehow, I never pictured the last son of Krypton making coffee.
Clark: Just Clark.
Patricia: You know, my father thought the world of you.
Clark: Dr. Swann was a great man.
Patricia: I have something for you. Dad's journal, transcribed by his assistant. It's actually the last of many he kept throughout his life. I want you to have it.
Clark: Thank you. "The traveler will bring great change to the Earth."
Patricia: Clark?
Clark: All these prophecies about the traveler. I just hope I can live up to what everyone thinks I'm supposed to be.
Patricia: I've just met you, and there's no doubt in my mind that you're a force for good in this world.
Clark: What if that's not enough?
Patricia: You're right, Clark. And there are some people out there like Lionel Luthor who are willing to destroy others to get to you. Lionel had Robert and Laura Queen's plane sabotaged so it would crash. He poisoned Edward Teague, and I think he did the same thing to my father.
Clark: Why would he do that?
Patricia: They were all part of a group who swore to protect the traveler. Lionel wanted you all for himself.
Clark: He k*lled all those people because of me.
Patricia: My father often reminded me that despite the power of the sun, it's always night on half the planet. For all the good you do, there will always be darkness. People who would k*ll you or abuse your power for their own gain ... Lionel Luthor's just one of many. Clark, I wish you would reconsider coming with me. As long as Lionel Luthor is alive, he's a thr*at to you.
Clark: I'll deal with Lionel.
Patricia: Then I'll take an apartment in Metropolis. I want to be there for you. Just like my father was. Someday, I hope to see the traveler change the world.
[ Door opens ]
Lionel: Clark, I ... [ Sighing ] Oh. I'm ... sorry. I'm sorry that you had to be locked in that cell, but it was the only way I could be sure you were safe.
Clark: Safe from what?
Lionel: I got ... I got these letters, you see. They ... they thr*at ... to ... kidnap you, to take you away. I didn't know who was sending them until I met with Patricia Swann, but I had no idea how many people were involved or how much they knew or what they intended to do with you.
Clark: Why didn't you just tell me there was danger? Let me make my own decision.
Lionel: If I told you, you would have rushed out to search for your enemies. I couldn't take that chance that you might get hurt.
Clark: So instead you sh**t me with Kryptonite TASERs. You trap me in a Kryptonite cell. Why would you even build that thing?
Lionel: Clark, you're not the only Kryptonian who's come here. Your fellow travelers are violent ... extremely violent. I built that cell for them.
Clark: Then why imprison me?
Lionel: Clark, son ...
Clark: You're not my father! I spoke to Patricia. She told me about the Veritas m*rder.
Lionel: The truth can be very easily manipulated.
Clark: You would know that better than anyone, Lionel. You've been doing it for years.
Lionel: I'm different now. I'm a different man.
Clark: No, you're not.
Clark: Hey, cousin. Need any help?
Kara: You've already done more than enough.
Clark: I have something for you. I was saving it till you got your memory back. [ Chuckles ] Thanks for saving my life.
Kara: I didn't do it alone. I mean, if it wasn't for Chloe and Lana, Lex would have dissected my brain by now. I can't believe I trusted him.
Clark: Don't be too hard on yourself. You're not the only one to be fooled by the Luthors. Lex and I used to be best friends. And I thought Lionel was my ally.
Kara: But it doesn't make any sense. I mean, Lex tried to save me in Detroit. His father saved both of us in Washington.
Clark: Lex and Lionel are only capable of doing the right thing if it benefits them. I want to see the good in people, Kara, but I think the Luthors are a lost cause.
Patricia: Why have we stopped?
[ Silenced g*n ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x14 - Traveler"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 17, 2008
Lionel: [ Sighs ]
Lex: I'm sure there were moments when King Arthur regretted pulling the sword from the stone. But he never gave up his quest. So why did you? Or have you already found the Traveler that you and the less fortunate members of Veritas were looking for?
Lionel: The Traveler. Why doesn't it surprise me that you've fallen for Patricia Swann's vivid imaginings?
Lex: I didn't imagine the deaths of Virgil Swann or Oliver Queen's parents.
Lionel: You think I can control the fate of individuals? Oh, God. You give me too much credit.
Lex: You certainly controlled mine. It wasn't an accident we were in Smallville the day of the meteor shower, was it? The factory was just a cover. You were really there to meet this Traveler that Veritas wanted to protect. I remember everything, Dad.
Lionel: Those are the memories of a small boy in shock, trying to cope with the trauma of a meteor shower.
Lex: A trauma brought on by my own father. My life changed forever that day. You sacrificed me for the Traveler. Why? Who is it, Dad? Who is it? Who is it?
Lionel: What if I told you now ... that you are the Traveler? You're right. Your life truly changed that day. I told you in the helicopter that you were destined for a great future. That's why I've been so hard on you, trained you so relentlessly. Think, Lex. Think. You have survived mortal injuries so many times. How else can you explain it?
Lex: Because I was trained never to accept defeat. When I get my hands on that box in Zurich ... I have a feeling all my questions will be answered.
Lionel: Lex? I know how strong it is, the attraction of the dark power. But it will destroy you. I can't let you go down that terrible path. You must not open that box.
Lex: I can't open it because I need a second key. Give it to me.
[ g*n cocks ]
Lex: I've swept every possible place you could have hidden it, and I finally realized, there's only one person you would trust it with. Yourself.
[ Fabric rips ]
Lionel: Lex? Lex, if you open that box, if you get hold of that secret ... there will be no redemption for you. No redemption. Ever.
Lex: I was raised in your shadow. Now you're gonna die in mine. No one will even remember you name.
[ Lionel grunts ]
[ Keyboard clicking ]
Chloe: I'm sorry, Clark. I've traveled halfway around the world via satellite. There's no trace of Kara and Brainiac.
Clark: I can't let Lana sit in that asylum in pain. The only way to help her is to find Brainiac.
Chloe: I've tapped every radar screen known to mankind. I mean, there's no bogey or blip unaccounted for. It's like they just flew off the map.
Clark: What about Brainiac's power sources? Check the electrical grid for any power surges again.
[ Siren wailing ]
Clark: Stay focused, Chloe.
Chloe: Busy night out there.
Man: I got ...
Man #2: Go and grab the kit.
Woman: It's all right.
Man #3: I got it.
Chloe: What's going on?
Lois: Someone at LuthorCorp just jumped out of their office window. Rumor has it, it was Lionel Luthor.
Chloe: Clark? Let's go.
[ Sirens wailing ]
Lex: I just ... I just talked to him.
Police Detective: You said you were working down the hall from your father tonight?
Lex: I heard him yell. Then he was gone.
Police Detective: I know how difficult this must be for you, Mr. Luthor, but I need a positive identification. Whenever you're ready.
Lex: Yeah.
Man: Mr. Luthor.
[Lex panting ]
Young Lex: You k*lled him? You k*lled Dad.
Man: Sir, do you want to make any statement?
Woman: Sir? Can you give a statement?
Chloe: Not that I wanna speak ill of the d*ad, but Lionel left a lot of damage in his wake. Remember, he locked you in a Kryptonite box?
Clark: Lionel did a lot of things, Chloe, but he'd never commit su1c1de.
Chloe: I don't know about that, Clark. He was beyond disturbed when he came to the Daily Planet today.
Clark: It doesn't mean he'd take his own life. He was pretty rattled the last time I saw him, too. He was desperate to give me something, a locket.
Chloe: What does a locket have to do with Lionel Luthor falling 40 stories from his office window?
[ Knock on door ]
Gina: Mr. Luthor. I just wanted to tell you how sorry I was to hear about your father.
Lex: When I was a boy ... we took a trip together to Washington, DC. It was just the two of us. I thought I was just tagging along on another business trip, but he wanted to show me the Air and Space Museum. He knew I loved things that could fly. We were looking up at the Apollo 11 Command Module. I couldn't believe it went to the moon. My father held my hand ... and he told me, "The right man can make anything possible."
Gina: [ Exhales ] You have his locket. How did you get him to ... Lex ... Lionel was a cruel, sadistic man.
Lex: What are you suggesting?
Gina: No one will ever know, Lex. I promise. Where's the key?
Lex: It was empty. My father must have given it to someone. I asked you to keep an eye on him, Gina.
[ Sets locket down ]
Gina: Lionel stopped by the Daily Planet before going to LuthorCorp. He was spotted in the basement.
Lex: Get the helicopter ready.
Gina: Of course.
Young Lex: You k*lled Dad for a necklace?
Lex: You're not real.
Young Lex: He was mean sometimes, but he loved us, Lex.
Lex: Get out of my head. Get out of my head!
Young Lex: You shouldn't have done it!
Lex: I had no choice!]
[Siren wailing in distance]
[ Helicopter whirring ]
[ Door unlocks ]
Clark: "For Kal-El, in the event of my death."
[ Device humming ]
Lionel: In my lifetime, I've known many famous and powerful men: Presidents, sultans, kings ... and I believed that I was superior to them all. But I've come to know the truth, Kal-El. My greatest accomplishment is that I have dedicated myself to protecting your life and serving you. For that I am grateful. But if you are reading this, it means that I cannot protect you any longer from a terrible truth. Two lockets exist. Two. Each one has its own key. These keys, used together, unlock the secret of controlling you. You must find the keys, Kal-el, or your destiny will fall into the hands of another man. You must save yourself.
[ Keys clicking ]
Lois: What is it with the Luthors? I swear, death follows that family around like a stray puppy.
Jimmy: Lois, you are not gonna believe this ...
Lois: You know, I wanted to search LuthorCorp tonight for evidence that Lex had Patricia Swann k*lled. But you, no, genius that you are, you wanted to stay here and search for meaningless memos in Lex's office.
Jimmy: Lois?
Lois: While we were over here at the Daily Planet photographing everything but the bottled water, the story of a lifetime was happening right across the street.
Jimmy: Lois! Just take a look at the view. One of tonight's sh*ts from Lex's office.
Lois: What? The schoolboy crush is sweet, Jimmy, but you need to adjust your focus in more ways than one here. This is serious. Bodies are literally falling out of the sky.
Jimmy: And we have the picture to prove it. Lex's office looks out over LuthorCorp.
Lois: And?
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] It's Lionel Luthor right before he died.
Lois: What? No way! Creepy. I can't believe you got this, Jimmy.
Jimmy: Well, it's gonna get creepier.
[ Keyboard clicking ]
Jimmy: There's someone else in the room. Lionel Luthor might have been pushed.
Lois: You think this blurry blob of pixels is the k*ller? Come on.
Jimmy: Trust me. This has Pulitzer written all over it.
Lois: Yeah? What are you waiting for? Sharpen the sh*t.
Jimmy: Well, it's not that easy. My computer's not powerful enough.
Lois: Hey, what about that heavy-duty hardware that Lana has stashed at the !sis Foundation?
Jimmy: Nice. I can upload this bad boy to the Foundation's server right now. And, you know, if we're on Lana's system, we could probably use Chloe's mad skills with a CPU. Oh, that is, if we can pry her away from Clark.
Lois: Chloe and I share the same DNA. Trust me, Jimmy. She's gonna wanna be in on this.
[ Door closes ]
[ Key clinks ]
[ Footsteps ]
[ Shredder whirring ]
Lex. I'm so sorry about your father.
Thank you, Chloe. He visited you here tonight.
Yeah, he really wasn't himself.
I fear in his deluded state of mind, my father disposed of some valuable family heirlooms. Did he give you anything?
Other than the feeling that something was definitely off? No. I mean, he was only here for a few minutes, and to be honest, I got scared, so, I ...
Have you checked your desk?
He didn't give me anything, Lex. I swear he just came to talk.
This was my father's.
I've never seen it before.
Why were you hiding it from me?
Lex, if I knew it was yours, I wouldn't keep it from you.
Why would he even give it to you? Do you know what this key is for?
Lex, Lionel wasn't in his right mind when he was there. I don't know why he left that.
You're fired.
[ Door opens ]
Escort Miss Sullivan from the building.
Aren't you going to give me a second to clear out my private things?
Your personal items will be boxed up and sent to your home.
Lex, your name may be on the building, but that's my personal stuff. I have rights. If anything is missing, Lex, I swear to God you won't hear the end of it.
Gina: I'll pack up Miss Sullivan's belongings. You go back to the mansion. Get some sleep. We did it, Lex.
[ Door opens, Gina sighs ]
[ Door closes ]
[ Cell phone vibrating ]
[ Cell phone beeping ]
On phone: Lionel not su1c1de. Have pic. Come to archive room - Jimmy.
Lois: Okay, that's it. I'm leaving.
Jimmy: Lois, I wanna start working on this picture as much as you do, but we haven't heard from Chloe yet. I really think that we should wait.
Lois: News waits for no one, not even Chloe. You texted her, you left her like three voice mail messages at the apartment. She's not Helen Keller. She'll get the message and meet us there.
Jimmy: Well, it wouldn't k*ll us to wait a few ... more minutes.
Gina: I agree with Mr. Olsen.
[ Door opens ]
Jimmy: Why are outside of a kitchen? It's a little late for a snack, isn't it?
Lois: I've seen you around here before, haven't I? You work for Lex.
Gina: Mr. Luthor has nothing to do with this. I'm here about that photograph you took.
Jimmy: Which photograph would that be? [ Chuckles ] Because I take a whole lot of pictures.
Gina: Lionel Luthor in his office before he k*lled himself. I want that photo destroyed. His death was tragic enough without it being sensationalized by the media.
Lois: Well, you could have said that before you broke out the heavy a*tillery.
Jimmy: Yeah, as soon as we saw it, I immediately jumped on the delete button. This is all a big, big misunderstanding.
Gina: You're lying. I deleted it. After I saw your text message, I went into the main frame and pulled it from your hard drive. The transfer log shows you uploaded the file to a second server with a cloaked IP address. I wanna know where you sent it.
[Lois grunting ]
Lois: You sh*t me?
Gina: You weren't cooperating.
Jimmy: How about a warning?
Gina: Tell me or she dies. Where's the server?
Jimmy: It's the !sis Foundation. It's 3rd and Broadway. It's a 10 minute drive.
Gina: I'll come back for you when I'm done.
[ Door locks ]
[ Lois groans ]
Jimmy: You're really bleeding, Lois.
Lois: Oh. Uh. [ Groaning ] I guess trying to take on one of Lex Luthor's fembots doesn't make me the smartest icicle in the freezer.
Jimmy: Don't worry. I'm gonna get us out of here. Hey, is anyone out there? Hey! Is anyone in there? Help! Can anyone here me?
Chloe: Hey.
Clark: Hey. Jimmy and Lois here?
Chloe: Not yet, but Jimmy's message said he already sent the file, so I was about to get started.
Clark: I got a message that Lionel left for me in his vault. Chloe, I think I know why he was k*lled. He was trying to protect me.
Chloe: Lionel did say something terrible was coming.
Clark: There's something on Earth that can be used to control me.
Chloe: Control you? As in, "Do my bidding," like some sort of puppet? I mean, what could possibly pull your strings?
Clark: I don't know, but whatever it is, it takes two keys to unlock.
Chloe: Clark, when I went back to the Daily Planet tonight ... there was a key in my desk. Lionel left it there for you.
Clark: Where is it?
Chloe: Lex took it. I was trying to hide it from him, but then he fired me. Which is fine because I wanted to get out of that black hole anyway, but ... besides, we don't have time to talk about my 9-to-5 right now. So you think that that mystery man was after the locket?
Clark: I don't think our mystery man is much of a mystery at all. Considering that Lex went to the Daily Planet tonight, the same night that his father died ... and fired you over that key. How long till we get an ID on this picture?
Chloe: Jimmy wasn't kidding when he said there isn't a lot of photo in this photograph. I mean, it's gonna take me at least a couple of hours.
Clark: Keep workin' on it.
[ Whoosh ]
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
Lex: My father just died and you're already breaking and entering?
Clark: Lionel would never take his own life.
Lex: I thought you'd at least try to offer some words of comfort. Get out.
Clark: I'm not goin' anywhere Young Lex: You can still be good, Lex. Tell Clark what you did. He's our friend.
Lex: I'm not gonna debate my father's mental state with you. I'm grieving, Clark. I think you know what it's like to lose a father.
Clark: Don't bring my father into this.
Lex: Why not? Our fathers were a lot alike. Smart, strong-willed and both died prematurely.
Clark: You know, you're right, Lex. Lionel did die too soon. I wanna know the truth about how he died.
Lex: The truth is ... our dads were alike in another way. See, they both felt that you were the kind of son a father could be proud of.
Clark: He would have felt the same way about you, Lex, if you would have tried. What happened to you?
Lex: I did try, Clark. In fact, when we first met ... you inspired me. All I wanted was to be your friend, but you turned your back on me.
Clark: So you're the person you are today because of me. I tried to be your friend, Lex, but all you care about is power and control.
Lex: This is Smallville! Meteor freaks, alien ships, cryptic symbols. These thr*at are real. Someone had to take control. Someone has to protect the world.
Clark: Listen to yourself, Lex. You're so caught up in your own delusions, you've lost track of reality.
Lex: Have I? Then let's talk about something you can't deny. After years of pleading with my father to show me some compassion, he turned to you with open arms. Now, what would a worldly billionaire have in common with a simple farm boy?
Clark: Maybe he just knew he could trust me.
Lex: [ Scoffs ] Of course. Everyone can trust Clark Kent. You're the perfect son. So ... so why did Jonathan Kent always seem so stressed? I mean, was raising the perfect son really that much work? I wonder how much of a strain it put on his heart?
Clark: Are you blaming me for my father's death? Are you? You're the guilt one, Lex, not me. And this time, you're gonna own up to what you've done. I know you k*lled Lionel.
Lex: [ Scoffs ] Who's delusional now?
Clark: I have proof.
Lex: [ Sniffs ]
[ Keyboard clicking ]
[ Static hissing ]
Chloe: You really did it, Lex.
[ Monitors beeping ]
Clark: Chloe? Chloe? Chloe, you in here? Chloe, what happened? You okay?
Chloe: Somebody h*t me. [ Sighing ] They destroyed the picture. But you were right, Clark. I saw the picture. It was Lex.
Clark: When I went to see Lex, I found Lionel's locket. But without that photograph, we can't prove anything.
Chloe: What about the key?
Clark: I X-rayed the entire mansion. It's nowhere to be found. What happened to Jimmy and Lois? Where are they?
Chloe: I don't know, and I'm worried. The last I heard, they were leaving the Daily Planet. If whoever att*cked me followed the photo from there to here ...
Clark: He may have stopped Jimmy and Lois from leaving the building. I gotta go.
Chloe: Clark, if Lex has both of those keys, not only will he discover your secret, but he'll have total and complete power over you. Now that's not just your worst nightmare, it's everyone else's, too. Be careful.
[ Whooshing ]
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] I've got an exclusive for ya. When we get out of here ... Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen are gonna be world famous. We really do make a good team, you know? I think there's gonna be plenty of headlines ahead of us, I can see it now. It's gonna be great, Lois.
[ Whooshing ]
[ Whooshing ]
[ Cell phone beeping ]
Gina: Hi, Lex, it's Gina. Please call me back. I found who you've been searching for. I know who the Traveler is. [ Gasping ]
[Car chiming ]
Lex: After the funeral, I plan on taking some time off. Get the jet ready. Zurich. [ Sighs ]
Young Lex: You can't run away, Lex. No matter where you go, I'll always be there. You can't get rid of me. You need my help. There's still good inside you. I know it.
Lex: I don't want your help.
Young Lex: Don't go to Zurich.
Lex: I'm going. I have to.
Young Lex: Dad was right. If you open the box, it'll destroy you.
Lex: It's all I have left.
Young Lex: It's not true. You still have me.
Lex: No. I'm done listening to you.
Young Lex: [Grunting ]
Lex: You make me weak.
Chloe: Long night. It's good to see the sun again.
Clark: It's too bad Lionel's not here to see it.
Chloe: Lex closed the funeral to any and all guests. In other words, Lex is the only one invited.
Clark: Lionel deserves better.
Chloe: At least we know how Lionel truly felt about you. I mean, he thought of you as his second son.
Clark: Another person who treated me like a son and died because of it.
Chloe: Clark ...
Clark: Jor-El died getting me on that ship. My dad died from a heart att*ck from the powers he took on protecting me. And now Lionel's been m*rder protecting my secret.
Chloe: They did die for you, Clark. But ultimately, they died for all of us. There was a reason those men were in your life. Each of them added something to the man that you are today.
Clark: How can Lex have done it? How does a son ... m*rder his own father?
Chloe: Total absence of love. Some say that's the definition of evil. You have to get those keys away from Lex, Clark, before he kills anyone else.
Clark: He's not gonna have a chance. I won't let him. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x16 - Descent"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 24, 2008
[ Electricity crackles ]
Jimmy: [ Grunts ]
[ Whirring ]
[ Scanner whirring ]
[ Beeps ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Beeps ]
[ Elevator bell dings ]
[ Elevator bell dings ]
[ Mixer whirring ]
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Jimmy, look at all of this.
Jimmy: O.J.?
Chloe: Actually, I have to bail. I'm late for a meeting.
Jimmy: Well, you can't start your morning without the wholesome Olsen.
Chloe: [ Laughs ]Olesomolsen?
Jimmy: Egg-white omelet, multigrain pancakes, and something that looks like butter, but somehow isn't. [ Chuckles ] Come on, you can't reheat this stuff. It's never as good the second time around.
Chloe: It isn't, is it? I'm ... I'm sorry I was so late coming home last night. Look ...
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] ... I'm not trying to start any wildfires here. It's just that ... you know, I've been trying really hard to put the spark back in our relationship, and ...
Chloe: And you don't think I've been trying. Look, Jimmy ... I think it's just gonna take a little bit of time to breathe the embers back to life.
Jimmy: Chloe, we could do cartwheel through a fountain of gasoline and come out perfectly fine. A-are you not feeling this anymore?
Chloe: Jimmy ... it's just that, after what happened to Lana, I've had to help out with the !sis Foundation. I've been sunk knee-deep in the meteor-infected, and between contacting all of Lana's clients and moving my stuff into the office, I just ... look, I'll take you to lunch today, okay? I'll make it up to you. I promise.
Jimmy: Sure. Okay. Bye. Bye.
Clark: What's with all these boxes?
Chloe: Now that I'm house-sitting !sis, Oliver thought it would make a perfect bunker to store all of his troops' equipment. You know, having a g*ng of superheroes is great in theory, but no one ever considers the shipping costs. Were you able to get the Veritas keys away from Lex?
Clark: I spent all night with Lana.
Chloe: Clark, I know you want to be with her, but whatever Lex opens with those keys will give him the power to control you.
Clark: The only thing important right now is Lana.
Chloe: Right, but if Lex knows that you're the traveler, game over. There's no saving Lana. There's no saving the day. Hello, apocalypse.
Clark: I don't care about Lex!
Chloe: Clark, Lana's still alive. We're not giving up on her.
Clark: Then why haven't we found Brainiac?
Chloe: If you think that breaking national-security laws is my idea of a good time ...
Clark: [ Sighs ] I'm sorry, Chloe. I know you care about Lana just as much as I do. We're just running out of ground to cover.
Maybe we need to look to the sky. What about a satellite? Like, NASA caliber. Kara and Brainiac ... when they left the Daily Planet, there might be a satellite that picked up their trail.
It is possible that the velocity of their flight created some sort of ionic displacement in the outer atmosphere.
[ Sighs ] But hacking into government satellites is light-years out of my league.
Clark: You can do it.
Chloe: Maybe it's time for me to step up to the majors.
Clark: Thanks, Chloe. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't our last hope.
Chloe: Okay, while I'm trying to access outer space with an Intel processor, I think maybe you could contend with the cosmos using the old-fashioned ways. Dr. Swann intercepted all of Jor-El's transmissions from Krypton. Now, it's possible he sent something about Brainiac. I think it's time to sweep the dust off of Dr. Swann's journal.
[ g*n, beeping]
[ Man groans ]
Jimmy: Please ... ladies first.
Vanessa: I knew there were a few real gentlemen left in this town. Nice guy, nice hands.
Jimmy: [
Chuckles ] These?
Vanessa: Sure, strong, agile ... perfect for hacking the NASA
mainframe.
Jimmy: Excuse me?
Vanessa: Special agent Vanessa Webber, Department of Domestic Security. I've been watching you.
Jimmy: Do what exactly?
Vanessa: A few months ago, you infiltrated a classified government firewall. Starhawk. Ring any bells? Took us some time, but we traced the federal offense to your computer.
Jimmy: Lady, that wasn't me. It was ... look, I'm not your James Bond. I went to a Halloween party once as James Bond. Everyone thought I was the maitre D'.
Vanessa: Relax, 007.You're not our target. She is. We have reason to believe that your girlfriend is working for a t*rror1st sleeper cell.
Jimmy: Look, I know the feds like to throw the "t" word around willy-nilly, but trust me ... Chloe ... she's not dangerous.
Vanessa: Never starts as dangerous. Starts as long hours at work, a few missed dates. And there's those mysterious phone calls. She's compromised government-run power grids, cellular towers, DMV records.
Jimmy: Why are you talking to me? Why don't you just ask her?
Vanessa: If she knows that we're onto her, we'll never know her end game. You have the one thing that we don't ... her trust. And unless you want to write love letters from the federal pen, it's up to you to figure out what it is she's after and tell us before she pulls the trigger. Trust me. You're gonna need this. Chloe Sullivan is not who she says she is.
Hey.
Chloe: Lunch, right. Ah, today is so not my day for remembering to eat.
Jimmy: It's no biggie. You probably just didn't get the reminder text, uh, that I sent.
Chloe: Uh, my ... my phone's been on silent. Look, Jimmy, I'm sorry I've been so blindsided by this career shift and unpacking my entire life.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Well at would explain all the late nights.
Chloe: Why didn't you say something?
I'm a pro when it comes to ...
no, no!
Chloe: Sorry. Uh ... uh ... just moving into Lana's office is kind of a private thing.
Jimmy: Yeah. I'm starting to sense that.
[ Cellphone chimes ]
Chloe: Oh, sorry, I got to take this.
Jimmy: I heard that text loud and clear. My ears are practically ringing over here.
Chloe: It's my building manager. He wants to talk to me about ... the rent. Right now [Chuckles] Actually.
Jimmy: And this can't wait till after lunch?
Chloe: No, I'm sorry, Jimmy. I got to run.
Okay?
Sir.
Lex: Take my suitcase to the limo. I'll be down shortly.
Sir, I'm afraid there's been a problem with your travel plans.
Lex: If it's weather, we'll power through it. Zeus' right hand couldn't muster a storm that would keep me from Zurich.
It's not the gods I'm worried about, sir. It's the government.
Lex: What are you talking about?
All the F.A.A. will tell me is that you've been red-flagged. I ran it up to the highest level.
Lex: Then aim higher.
[ Lock clicks ]
Jimmy: Sweet.
[ Sighs ]
[ Monitor beeping ]
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] See, Miss Domestic Security? There's nothing here.
[ Beeping continues ]
Jimmy: Holy ... what are you up to, Chloe?
Chloe: Hey. I came as soon as I got your message. What's going on?
Clark: You need to read this.
Chloe: Clark, you know I can't read Kryptonian. What am I looking at?
Clark: That page wasn't there before.
Chloe: Okay, this entry didn't just magically Rita Skeeter itself into Swann's journal.
Clark: I know it sounds crazy, but these are the only transmissions Jor-El sent to earth before I got here. There's no way I missed a single page. Trust me, it wasn't there till now.
Chloe: You do realize that your greatest superpower is your ability to win me over with just one look, no matter how ridiculous you sound, right? Can you translate it?
Clark: No, even Swann said these transmissions were distorted and incomplete.
Chloe: Uh, okay, Clark. Now, that look kills me.
Clark: This transmission says, "save Lana at fortress."
Chloe: Lana? As in Lang? That's impossible. I mean, that passage was written in 1989. Lana would have been barely 3. Why would Jor-El send an S.O.S. out for her?
Clark: I think it's time I ask him myself.
Chloe: Wait a minute, Clark. This could be a trick. Your birth father tried to turn you into a popsicle so you would outlive everyone here on Earth. He's not exactly your best ally right now.
Clark: The next time I hold Lana's hand, I want to tell her I did everything I could to save her. If that means going up against Jor-El, then so be it.
Jimmy: Say hey, C.K.
Clark: Jimmy, listen, I was just on my way out.
Jimmy: Yeah, I only had to stop twice for directions to get here, half a t*nk of gas, but it's not important. You know, it can wait.
Clark: No. What's going on?
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] You know I wouldn't come to you if I didn't think that you could help. I have this ... friend who's keeping this really, really big secret. I mean, it's kind of humongous.
Clark: How did you find out about this secret?
Jimmy: Well, I can't say that I wasn't a little suspicious. It's hard to be around someone with crazy skills like this and not think that something is up. So, I did a little digging. And what I found, C.K., to be honest with you ... it's freaking me out.
Clark: I don't know where you're getting your information, but I can explain.
Jimmy: The person that I thought I knew isn't who she says she is.
Clark: "She"?
Jimmy: Yeah. I mean, name me one good reason to lie to somebody that you supposedly care about.
Clark: To protect them. If you look at the relationship you have with this friend, do you really need to know everything about her? Or is knowing what's truly in her heart enough to know you can trust her?
Clark: Jor-El! Jor-El, you mentioned Lana in your last transmission! Why?! Tell me how to save her!
Kara: [ Distorted ] Clark! Kara. Please, help me.
Clark: Jor-El, what have you done to Kara?! Why are you doing this?!
[ Distorted talking]
Clark: Kara, I can't hear you!
Kara: I sent the transmission. Help me. Help me save you, Kal-el. Brainiac wants to k*ll you.
Clark: Where are you?
Kara: I went back. I'm on ...
[ Whooshing ]
Kara: I'm on Krypton.
Clark: Krypton.
[ Keys clacking [ Monitor beeps ]
[ Sighs ] Nope.
[ Monitor beeps ]
Nope.
[ Monitor beeps ]
[ Sighs ] Definitely not. Let's see if we ca find another way into this building.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Chloe: Huh. Hey, Clark, I know that being in the fortress means you're technically out of cellphone range, but I found a satellite that has a possible read on Brainiac. Now, it's connected to the city satellite center, so I can't hack in, but I do, however, think I found another way. Okay.
[ Alarm sounds ]
Chloe: Oh, my God. Who's playing big brother on me?
[ Monitor beeps ]
Chloe: Jimmy? Why are you spying on me?
Jimmy: Hey, Chloe. I think I really screwed up ... big-time. Can you call me back?
Vanessa: You don't want to do that. Breathe a word of this to Chloe, and you are both facing charges of federal treason.
Jimmy: Look, I searched Chloe's office like you wanted me to. There's nothing suspicious going on.
Vanessa: Drop it. The spyware that you installed in Chloe's office traced her recent computer activity. She has a plan, and it's going down tonight.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] This can't be happening.
Vanessa: I need you to man up right now. Any minute, I'm guessing Chloe's going to invite you to a bar called the Ace of Clubs. She'd be too conspicuous to show up on her own. Wear it ... there a fiber-optic camera inside so I can keep an eye on you.
Jimmy: So we can both watch my girlfriend drink Cozumels till she finds her inner Shakira?
Vanessa: It's a secure building. The club is her only way in. Watch her like a hawk. Find out what her target is and get it before she does.
Jimmy: Sure. Piece of cake.
Jimmy: You look beautiful, by the way.
Chloe: Thanks, handsome.
Jimmy: Though, I have to admit I'm surprised you could pencil in an event like this with being so busy and all.
Chloe: I know. And aren't we lucky you were able to find a tux to rent on such a short notice?
[ Cellphone chimes ]
Chloe: Um, would you mind getting me a drink?
Jimmy: Sure, no problem. Here you go.
Thank you. May I have this dance?
Actually, I don't, um ...
Maybe the Olsen's not quite so wholesome after all.
I'm just getting started.
Jimmy: [ Clears throat ] sh**t, I forgot to give the valet the keys. I'll be right back. Just wait here, okay?
Chloe: Take as much time as you need.
[ Keyboard keys clacking ]
[ Computer bee [ Keyboard keys clacking ]
[ Computer beeping ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Keyboard keys clacking ]
[ Scanner whirring ]
[ Beeps ]
[ Computer beeps ]
Found it.
[ Elevator dings ]
Up with a twist?
You're drinking alone tonight.
Vanessa: And what the hell is this?
Jimmy: Whatever Chloe was after, I got to it before she did.
Vanessa: This is a list of employee health benefits.
Jimmy: What? That's impossible.
Vanessa: Oh, let me guess. 20th floor, retinal-scan briefcase? She's better than I thought.
Vanessa: That briefcase is the daily mainframe backup. She just happened to lure you to the most useless file on the drive.
Jimmy: Really?
Vanessa: You blew it. Now I'm taking over my way.
Jimmy: Hey!
Vanessa: If Chloe trusted you as much you seem to trust her, she wouldn't get hurt. Prison might actually do your relationship some good.
[ Keyboard keys clacking, computer beeping ]
Oh, my god.
Chloe Sullivan, you're under arrest.
Jimmy: Chloe will never talk.
You know that? I wouldn't worry. Agent Webber always leaves a few teeth.
[ Grunts ]
Who are you working for?
Chloe: I'm not a t*rror1st, okay? I'm one of the good guys.
Good guys put their country before themselves. Who's your network contact?
[ Grunts ] I don't have one.
[ Grunts ]
[ Grunts ]
Vanessa: Why did you access power grids exactly where there just happened to be unexplained energy surges? Must be a plan behind it all. Did you really think it would all go unnoticed?
Aah!
Don't even think about passing out.
Give me the TASER.
You really thought you could get away with it all?
Chloe: Haven't you figured it out yet? I'm not gonna tell you anything.
You need to make a choice right now. What's more important? The secret or your life?
[ Static ]
[ g*n ]
Man: These must be the guys sh**ting at me. Turn this off.
[ Grunts ]
Man #2: I'm gonna k*ll you!
That should take care of them.
Man #3: Nice job, man.
Is that man enough for you?
Jimmy: [ Panting ] Chloe, hey, it's me.
Chloe: Jimmy. You're still here.
Jimmy: I wish you'd let me take you to the hospital.
Chloe: I'm fine, really.
Jimmy: Chloe, you almost died. Look, I think I deserve an explanation ... preferably the truth this time.
Chloe: The truth? Why don't you just look at your files, or should I say my files? You stole from me, Jimmy.
Jimmy: Yeah, after being coerced by the feds. I mean, did you really think that I was a government agent?
Chloe: Did you really think I was a t*rror1st spy?
Jimmy: She didn't give me any choice. Besides, what was I supposed to think? You were sitting on enough classified information to start a nuclear w*r.
Chloe: [ Scoffs ] Jimmy, yeah, that my plan ... nuke the whole thing and just start over again. Are you kidding me? Why didn't you just come to me like a normal boyfriend?
Jimmy: 'Cause a normal boyfriend doesn't get lied toe very five minutes by the girl that he thinks that he's in love with.
Chloe: All right, fine, I lied. Is that what you want to hear, Jimmy? I'm sorry. Is this the point where the sad song comes on and we break up all over again? Because I'm not gonna make it that easy this time.
[ Sighs ] You know what? The feds are gonna find us any moment, and then I'll just spend the rest of my life making license plates. So, you may as well just f*re away. Ask me whatever you want.
Jimmy: You want that more than you want Clark. Oh.[ Chuckles ] And by the way, there's no one coming after us. I'm taking care of that.
Chloe: How?
Jimmy: You have your secrets, and I have mine. Deal?
Mr. Luthor ... your box. [ Locks click ]
[ Panel clicks ]
You aren't one of them.
The guy wanted me d*ad. Find out who he is and see if he's connected to whatever I'm dealing with Quebec.
[ Knock on door]
Jimmy: Busy?
Lex: Mr. Olsen, I was expecting you. I take it Chloe doesn't know how desperate you are. I mean, she would never let a friend crawl across burning coals for my help.
Lex: You're a Luthor ... build and burn political ladders for sport. What I mean is that, um ... well, you have pull with these people, and I thought that maybe a string here or a handshake there ...
Lex: You can stop now. I cleared Chloe's name from that suspiciously high-ranking government arrest warrant. Special Agent Webber has decided to drop her investigation.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] Uh, thank you. But ... there's not that many people eating lunch on Lex Luthor's dime. Why are you helping me?
Lex: No catch. You see, Jimmy, in light of recent events, I'd like to think of my employees as my new family. Families help each other. And I know if I ever needed something from you ... you'd be more than willing to be there for me.
Jimmy: Yeah. [ Sighs ]
Chloe: So, Kara's trying to contact you via the fortress from Krypton?
Clark: I know.
Chloe: Wait, Krypton is the planet that exploded, right?
Clark: It sounds crazy. Jor-El must have done something to her.
Chloe: But Kara left with Brainiac. What does Jor-El have to do with any of this?
Clark: I don't know. But how else could her message come through the fortress?
Chloe: Clark, have you considered the possibility that Kara really is on Krypton, and it's just a different time zone? Like, the past.
Clark: You mean like time travel.
Chloe: Check this out. I followed the trajectory of two blurs that started from the daily planet roof. Now, it has to be Kara and Brainiac. What if the vortex that they're flying through is some kind of intergalactic time portal? I mean, look at this.
Clark: Looks like a red star.
Chloe: Right, and next to it is a dot, which could be a planet ...
Clark: Krypton.
Chloe: Now, this picture was taken seconds later. The vortex is closed, and the red star is gone. It's possible.
Clark: You're saying Kara's actually on Krypton?
Chloe: Well, Krypton 1989 ... give or take a few light-years.
Clark: That explains how her message mysteriously appeared in Swann's journal. She sent it to him, hoping that I'd read it.
Chloe: It sounds more like a hail-Mary pass. Clark, if she sent those messages to Swann and the fortress, that means Kara's desperate to get your attention.
Clark: When I was in the fortress, Kara warned me that Brainiac was trying to k*ll me. She must have meant the version of me on Krypton 20 years ago.
Chloe: When you were a baby. Clark, if you really are in trouble on Krypton, you better find a way to get there soon or ...
Clark: I'll have never existed. Looks like it's finally time for Kal-El to go home. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x17 - Sleeper"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 1, 2008
Chloe: Hey, I must have tripped every speed trap in Smallville to get here. What happened?
Clark: I got another S.O.S. from Kara.
Chloe: And?
Clark: "Krypton will be destroyed any minute. "Brainiac is getting closer. Please, hurry. Your life depends on it."
So Brainiac used Kara to time-jump back to the day that the planet exploded. Which means that all he has to do is stop that ship that carried you as a baby from leaving Krypton, and ...
Clark: You would be standing alone in an empty barn.
Chloe: Clark, if they made the quantum leap, there must be a way you can, too.
Clark: Yeah. Kara mentioned the fortress has the ability to send me back. If I take the octagonal disk there, Jor-El can make it happen.
Chloe: Then, why are you still here? I mean, you should be halfway to Krypton by now.
Clark: I'm not going.
Chloe: But you have to stop Brainiac, or you'll fade away. I mean, this could happen at any moment.
Clark: I understand that.
Chloe: Okay, I know what you're thinking, Clark. The last time you meddled with the past, it lost your father his life. But, Clark, look at what's at stake. You don't have a choice.
Clark: I do have a choice, Chloe, and I'm making it right now. Ever since I arrived, all I brought is death and suffering, meteor freaks, phantoms ... ... or Brainiac.
Chloe: Clark, you've done so much good. You can't blame yourself for all the bad in the world.
Clark: It's not blame, Chloe. I'm taking responsibility for all the lives that I've ruined, including Lana's.
Chloe: Clark, this is not the time to be stubborn, okay? Don't do this. We need you. I need you.
Clark: Chloe, you'll be fine. Once I'm gone, you'll have no idea I was ever here.
Chloe: No, I'm not letting you off that easy. You're going back to Krypton now before it's too late.
Clark: This planet will be better off if I never existed.
Chloe: Oh, my god, Clark.
Clark: Chloe?
Man: Hey. What the hell are you doing on our property?
Clark: What? Who are you?
Man: I live here. I'm Clark Kent.
Other Clark: Hey. What are you doing?
Clark: I'm not in this picture. You're their son.
Other Clark: Yeah. And lucky for you, my dad didn't find you in the barn 'cause he'd be pulling out his 12-gauge right about now.
Clark: He's alive? Dad? Dad?
Other Clark: "Dad?" What's your problem? Look, nobody's home, all right? If you don't get out of my house, I'm calling the sheriff.
Clark: I never made it to Earth. I don't exist here.
Other Clark: Well, unfortunately, you do, and you still haven't told me why you're in my house.
Clark: I'm not sure. If I didn't get on that ship, then I shouldn't be here. But somehow I am.
Other Clark: The ship? All right, look, just relax, okay? I'll get you some help.
Clark: I need to talk to Jonathan and Martha.
Other Clark: Well, that's gonna be hard 'cause they're on a cruise, celebrating my dad's birthday. Look, anyways ...
Clark: Lana Lang. Is Lana okay?
Other Clark: I don't know who that is, but I'll call the sheriff, and I'm sure he'll know what to do.
Clark: No, it's all right. I just need to make sure all my friends are okay. I need to use your phone book.
Man: I'll be right back, hon.
Chloe: Okay, I'll meet you here.
Clark: Chloe. Chloe Sullivan ... Smallville high, class of '05?
Chloe: I'm sorry, my inner database is coming up empty. Do I know you?
Clark: Clark Kent? We went to high school together. You may not remember me. I was a bit of an outsider. Listen, I'm trying to find a mutual friend of ours. She's not in the phone book. Lana Lang?
Chloe: Uh, the cheerleader? We didn't exactly swim in the same social pond. I mean, to be honest, her blip fell off my radar the day after graduation.
Clark: But you were a reporter at The Torch, right? Maybe you can use some of your investigative magic, help me track her down?
Chloe: I would love to help, but we have somewhere we have to be.
Clark: Oh, you and your boyfriend.
Chloe: Fiancé, actually. The wedding's on Sunday.
Clark: Congratulations.
[ Chuckles ] That's great.
Chloe: So, you ready?
Man: Yeah. Your dad just called. He's waiting at the tuxedo shop.
Chloe: Okay. I'm sorry I couldn't help.
Clark: It's okay.
Man: Ready?
Chloe: I hope you find Lana.
Clark: Chloe. I'm really happy for you.
Chloe: Thanks.
[ Car door closes ]
[ Telephone ringing ]
Clark: Nice bow tie.
Jimmy: Oh, thanks. Yeah, it's a present from an old girlfriend. She might have taken my heart away, but she left me with a sense of style.
Clark: You're Jimmy Olsen, the photographer, right?
Jimmy: The one and only.
Clark: Every time I see a picture in the newspaper I like, your name's on it.
Jimmy: Really? You like my work?
Clark: Yeah.
Jimmy: I wish that you were my editor. I mean, she says that I have focus issues.
Clark: She should check her eyesight.
Jimmy: [ Laughs ] So, do you work here?
Clark: No, um ... I actually lost track of an ex-girlfriend. I was hoping the Daily Planet archives might help me find out where she ended up. Do you have any idea who might be able to help me?
Jimmy: You're looking at him. I'm always there for a loyal fan. Come on.
[ Telephone ringing ]
Jimmy: So, does this long-lost love have a name?
Clark: Lana Lang.
Jimmy: "Lana Lang." Uh-oh.
Clark: What is it? Is she okay?
Jimmy: Well, brace yourself. "After high school, Lana Lang studied art history at the Sorbonne where she met French philanthropist Pierre Rousseau." They're married, they have two kids, and they live in the city of lights. Sorry, buddy.
Clark: That's the best news I ever heard.
Jimmy: Really? I guess things turned out pretty good for her without you around.
Clark: I just want her to be happy. Thanks. [ Grunts ]
Lois: Clumsy but cute.
Jimmy: Hey, Miss Lane, looking for an ace photographer to sh**t tomorrow's column one?
Lois: Put your camera back in your pants, Olsen. I need you to make another delivery ASAP. Name's Lois, Lois Lane.
Clark: Clark Kent.
Lois: So, Kent, do you always bowl women over the first time you meet them?
Jimmy: Why, don't be so hard on him. He just found out that his old flame is doing the last tango in Paris with a French philanthropist.
Clark: It's not as bad as you think.
Lois: No need to put on an act. I know all about unrequited love. I have had more heroes exit stage left than a Greek tragedy. But you know what I find helps? Talking about it. I'm gonna be at O'Malley's after work. Find me, and I'll buy you a cold one.
Man: Lois Lane?
Lois: That's what it says on my Pulitzer.
Man: You're in possession of property belonging to the U.S. Government. Come with us. Hey, relax, tough guy.
Clark: What are you doing?
Man: This is official government business and doesn't concern you.
Lois: I'm a journalist. Hello, I've got rights here.
Off. You think the silent treatment's going to intimidate me. Well, it won't work. I want to call my lawyer. You hear me? I want my one phone call. Hey, at least loosen the cuffs. My fingers are going numb. Whoa, take it easy, He-man.
Clark: What just happened?
Jimmy: Not sure, but if the head of the DDS makes a house call, it's got to be serious.
Clark: DDS?
Jimmy: C-Span much? The Department of Domestic Security. That was Linda Danvers. She was appointed last month.
Clark: Who would appoint her?
Jimmy: The only person who can ... the President of the United States.
Clark: I still can't believe that Lex Luthor was elected President.
Jimmy: Hey, he played the fear card, got the most votes. End of civic class. Ever since he rounded up the meteor freaks, he's been a national hero.
Clark: Meteor freaks? There was still a meteor shower?
Jimmy: Uh, yeah, made headlines coast-to-coast. Luthor saved the day.
Clark: Does Lois' arrest have anything to do with Lex?
Jimmy: Oh, so now you're on a first-name basis with the president?
Clark: I just know he can be dangerous. Lois is a friend of mine. I don't want to see her get hurt.
Jimmy: Aren't you sipping the poison a little quick, Romeo? You two just met.
Clark: There must be some way we can help her.
Jimmy: Look, I'm just trying to keep my own butt out of an orange jumpsuit.
Clark: Tell me where they took her.
Jimmy: All I know is she dropped this mess in my lap, and I got to clean house before big brother comes knocking. Hey, give me that. What do you think that you're doing?
Clark: What does this mean?
Jimmy: [ Scoffs ] I'm just a messenger. Lois doesn't like courier services, so I make her deliveries.
Clark: Where were you taking it?
Jimmy: Oh, I guess you didn't get the memo that said, "Why should I tell you?" Oh, that's a good answer. It's the Ace of Clubs. Look for the suit at the end of the bar. That's all I know.
Clark: Your messenger days are over.
[ Door closes ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Clark: Sheriff Adams?
Nancy: Long time since anyone's called me by that handle. Do I know you?
Clark: I grew up in Smallville.
Nancy: [ Chuckles ] I kicked that town's dust off my boots a long time ago. What's your business here?
Clark: I'm making a delivery.
Nancy: Why the hell is this open?
Clark: I want to know what's going on, or Lois Lane won't be the only one in trouble with the government.
Nancy: You're out of your league here, slim. I am the government. Now, get back to Smallville before I lose my ladylike charm and arrest your hide.
Clark: You mean like you did to Lois Lane?
Nancy: Lane was arrested?
Clark: Don't act so surprised. They just pick her up this morning. Look, the DDS said that Lois was in possession of something that belonged to the government. Whatever it was came from you, didn't it? You're her informant.
Nancy: If anyone hears about this, I will hunt you down like a henhouse fox. Do you hear me?
Clark: I only want to help. Tell me where she is.
Nancy: If the department picked her, no one can help her now, not even me.
Clark: Just let me try.
Nancy: Don't bother. Just give it up.
[ Air whoosh ]
Clark: I don't give up. Tell me where I can find Lois Lane.
Bring her inside and lock her up. Don't let anyone talk to her until I have a turn.
Lois: Don't touch me. What is this place?
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Thuds ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: You okay?
Lois: Yeah. Talk about sweeping a girl off her feet.
[ snaps ]
Lois: Pretty handy having a meteor freak on my side.
Clark: I'm not a meteor freak.
Lois: Right. It may be a mess, but I thought Olsen's loft is the last place Luthor's storm troopers would come looking for us.
Clark: You mind telling me why you're public enemy number one?
Lois: I'm not. I happen to have a highly classified document that proves Luthor is putting the country in jeopardy. Look at this.
Lex: Satellite images have revealed that the enemy has deploy nuclear m*ssile within striking distance of our country. My fellow Americans, a thr*at in our own backyard will not be tolerated. This hostile action leaves us no option but to answer with force.
[ Beep ]
Lois: One little problem ... the thr*at is as phony as my uncle's hairpiece. The m*ssile don't exist.
Clark: It's no surprise that Lex would lie. But why would he create a national crisis that wasn't there?
Lois: While the DDS was chauffeuring me to my inquisition, I overheard an agent saying they were taking the eagle to the mountaintop.
Clark: It sounds like some kind of code.
Lois: It means they're moving Luthor to the NORAD bunker. They would only do that for one reason ...
Clark: Nuclear w*r.
Lois: And since the thr*at is fake, it means he has to give the enemy a sucker punch with a preemptive nuclear strike. I need to post the truth on the Planet's front page before Luthor presses the button.
Clark: But if Lex goes through with this strike, he's got to know that each side will destroy the other.
Lois: Well, that's what I don't understand. Luthor's not suicidal. Why would he want to h*t Earth's delete key?
Clark: Because of him.
Lois: Milton Fine, the Chief of Staff? He's powerful, but we're not talking nuclear-b*mb powerful.
Clark: Somehow, he managed to get here.
Lois: What are you talking about?
Clark: He's behind it all, Lois. Milton Fine doesn't care what happens to this planet because he's not human. He's a machine.
Lois: He might come across a little stiff on "Larry King," but you're saying he's an android?
Clark: If I was here to take him on, none of this would have happened. I thought everything would be better off if I wasn't involved, but it turns out it's worse than I ever imagined.
Lois: I don't understand. How does any of this have anything to do with you? You're an android, aren't you?
Clark: I'm the one person who can defeat Fine. I need you to trust me.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Luthor's holding a press conference in Smallville in 20 minutes. The only way to stop his plan is to get to the briefcase with the nuclear-att*ck codes.
Clark: If I destroy it, then he can't initiate the launch.
Lois: They guard that nuclear football better than the Hope Diamond.
Clark: I'll get past security.
Lois: Wait. Even if you white-tornado your way in there, you're still gonna stick out like a red-and-blue thumb. You need to blend in. Olsen's roommate's about the right size.
Clark: Lois, we don't have time for this.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] Then, stop standing around. Strip.
Clark: All right.
Lois: Kent, this is no time to be modest. Armageddon's minutes away. Well done. Here. Put this on.
Clark: "Lois Lane"?
Lois: If anyone asks, it's a typo. Your name's Louis.
Clark: What's wrong now?
Lois: Something's missing.
[ Indistinct conversions ]
Lex: Considering your extraordinary abilities, it's hard to believe Miss Lane escaped from you, unless perhaps you wanted her to. After all the years we've been together, you turn on me now.
Kara: You're like my brother, Lex. You know I'll always be loyal to you.
Lex: Letting my enemies escape is an odd way of showing it.
Kara: You don't know your true enemy. His name is Milton Fine.
Lex: Really? My closest adviser, the man who got me elected?
Kara: He didn't do it alone. I used every ability I have to make sure you got what you wanted. All I ever wanted was for mankind to reach its highest potential. We're so close.
Lex: And you betrayed me the very moment I needed you most.
Kara: I've already seen one planet destroyed. I'm not gonna let it happen again. [ Sighs ] I confiscated this from Lois Lane's office. It's a memo signed by Fine authorizing the false reports. There are no m*ssile thr*at us.
Lex: So, it's not betrayal I should fear from you, just a simple lack of faith.
Kara: I'd never doubt you, Lex. It's Milton Fine. Lex, what are you doing?
Lex: He was following my orders. You disappoint me, Kara. With everything my family's done for you, to question my judgment.
Kara: It's only because I care about you.
Lex: Since the day my father found your ship submerged in the Reeves Dam, he loved you like you were his own daughter. He died guarding your secret from the world.
Kara: I know, and I owe my life to both of you, but this country ...
Lex: What do you know about protecting this country? You are an alien. I am the President of the United States of America. By striking the enemy first, I am ensuring our survival. We will prevail. And through it all, I expect you to ... look at me. I expect you to stand by my side.
Kara: Of course, Mr. President.
Brainiac: [ Clears throat ] Sir, the press is gathering. You have two minutes. Great leaders are defined by the difficult decisions they make. Mr. President, history shall forever remember your name.
[ Air whooshes ]
Kara: This is a restricted area. Leave at once. Reporters ...
Clark: Kara, listen to me.
Kara: How do you know that name?
Lex: Because I'm from Krypton. I'm your cousin. I'm Kal-El.
Kara: I was sent here to k*ll you.
[ Air whooshes ]
Kara: I searched the globe and couldn't find you. Kal-El wasn't on the planet then, so how can you be here now?
Lex: You're right. I never existed in this world. But somehow I'm here. Time was altered. Something went wrong. I can't explain what happened. But right now, I need your help, and we need to get the briefcase with the nuclear codes away from Lex.
Kara: I trust Lex. And I'm gonna stand by his side, just like he's done for me all these years.
Lex: Kara, Milton Fine is Brainiac.
Kara: He made it to Earth? [ Scoffs ] It all makes sense. I should have seen it.
Lex: He couldn't let you. If you knew his true identity, you would have kept him from his mission. Kara, together, we can stop Brainiac once and for all.
Who's this?
He's from krypton. Please, just hear him out.
Lex, think about how you got to this point in your life, And you'll see that milton fine was the one who led you here. Lex, you know it's the truth. He's manipulating you. His goal is to gain access to this country's nuclear arsenal.
Sometimes things go so horribly wrong That the only way to fix them is by starting over.
Is that what fine says?
Lex, his goal is to destroy mankind. But not everyone. America's best and brightest are safe.
They've already been shuttled to bunkers throughout the country.
That doesn't make any sense. There will be nothing for them to come back to.
When the dust settles, we'll rebuild, and I'll lead the survivors into a new world.
[ g*n ]
[ Gasping ]
[ g*n ]
Ugh! Lex, what have you done?
Lex.
Lex: I thought one day I might have to protect myself from you, Kara. I'm just sorry that day's finally here.
[ g*n ]
Ugh!
Kara!
Lex: You were supposed to be by my side forever. Take Miss Danvers to the chopper and get her some medical attention. Keep her handcuffed at all times.
Are you all right, Mr. President?
Lex: Let's do it.
Clark: Lex, don't do this. It's not too late.
The future is yours, Mr. President.
Clark: Don't do it, Lex.
On my mark.
Clark: No.
Alpha, foxtrot, alpha, six, four, zero, four.
Code confirmed.
Clark: Stop! This is insane!
Initiate launch.
Brainiac: The team will assemble at the NORAD bunker, sir. I'll deal with the intruder. Security will meet you outside and take you to air force one. You will not keep me from the task I was programmed for. Zod is still alive. And trapped ... in the Phantom Zone. With the humans gone, I'll use Kara to release him through her fortress.
Clark: She'll never go along with it.
Brainiac: It didn't look like she had much fight left in her. But she'll heal. She's healthy. So is Lex Luthor ... the vessel. Together, they will repopulate the planet, and Krypton will rise again.
Jor-El: You cannot change the course of history, Kal-El.
[ g*n ]
Jor-El: You disappoint me, my son. You cannot question your destiny on this planet.
Clark: It was you! You wanted to show me what the world would be like if I wasn't here.
Jor-El: The disc in your hand revealed your misguided intentions. I was forced to show you the error of your ways. I sent you to earth for a purpose, Kal-El, one that cannot be taken lightly.
Clark: Send me back!
Jor-El: You must stop the Brain Interactive Construct from altering history and taking your life. You cannot fail. This time, there will be no second chances.
Chloe: [ Gasps ] Clark, what happened? [ Gasps ] I thought you were gone forever, and then a millisecond later, you're perfectly fine.
Clark: Chloe, there's still time. I have to make it right. I have to go to Krypton.
[ Baby crying ]
Brainiac: Hush, Kal-El. It's time to sleep. Not every boy grows up to be a hero. Kal-El will die on Krypton, and now you will share his fate.
Clark: I won't let that happen. You're gonna release Lana.
Brainiac: You can't stop me, Kal-El.
Kara: Clark, the baby.
[ Grunts ]
[ Baby cries ]
Brainiac: There's no yellow sun to charge you here. You're not in Kansas anymore.
[ s*ab ]
[ Gasps ]
Kara: [ Grunts ] Clark, get the baby on the ship now before it's too late. I'll handle Brainiac. Go!
[ Baby crying ]
Brainiac: [ Laughs evilly ]
[ Crashing ]
[ Whirring ]
Kara: Hurry, Clark. We have to leave.
Clark: Where's Brainiac?
Kara: He's gone. He's destroyed.
[ Whirring ]
[ Crashing ]
[ expl*si*n ]
Kara: Let's go. Come on, Clark. To the portal. We've got to go.
Clark: Please, let me know the minute anything changes. The nurse said Lana seems worse than ever. I know I destroyed Brainiac. I thought if he died, it would break his grip over Lana, but I was wrong. I don't know what else to do.
Kara: Clark, I am so sorry. You know, maybe if we reopen the portal to Krypton ...
Clark: We can't. As much as I want Lana well again, there's no going back.
Kara: But if we go back, there's so much more we could do. We could save our home.
Clark: You don't know how many times I wish I could've done that.
Kara: But you know it's possible. If we just find the right point in time, we can fix everything.
Clark: But how do we know we won't make it worse? We can't change the past, Kara. We can only affect the future.
Kara: Whatever that future is, I want you to know that I'll always be there. I'm here for you.
Lex: This place hasn't changed a bit since I last saw it.
Clark: What are you doing here?
Lex: You were the last person to see Lana while she was well. I figured you're the one to talk to if I have any chance of helping her.
Clark: No one's asking for your help.
Lex: I'm only trying to save her, Clark. I had the best medical minds in the world examine her.
Clark: Is there anything the doctors can do to help her?
Lex: They tell me her condition is unlike any they've ever seen. Several specialists described it as almost alien.
Clark: So you're telling me the best doctors in the world can't do anything to help Lana?
Lex: Unfortunately, they've all come to the same conclusion. Her state is irreversible. That's why I came to you, Clark. If we could find out what triggered Lana's syndrome, maybe we could have hope. Think, Clark. She was living with you. Is there anything you can remember that might explain how this could have happened? If there's something you left out that you'd like to share, you know where to find me.
[ Beep ]
Lois: This is a new side to Clark Kent ... mild-mannered reporter for a great metropolitan newspaper.
Clark: Don't worry, Lois, I'm not after your job. I'm just borrowing The Planet's database. Jimmy sent me up here. I hope it's okay.
Lois: Hey, mi desktop es su desktop. What are you looking up?
Clark: Oh. I'm no expert, but I'm sure that someone is out there who can help Lana.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] You know with all my years of watching "Dr. Phil," you'd think I could come up with the perfect thing to say, but I'm drawing a blank.
[ Clears throat ] I don't do well with sad.
Clark: Don't b*at yourself up over it, Lois. It's okay.
Lois: No, it's not. Smallville, you were there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on, and I am bl*wing this big-time. Look, I-I just wish I could make everything all right.
Clark: You're a good friend, Lois.
Lois: Hey, you know what? Why don't we go drown our sorrows? Why don't I buy you a brew? You look like you could use one. Seriously, check out your driver's license. We're legal now.
Clark: Lois, I'm not really into the whole nightlife scene.
Lois: Well, I will have to take that as a challenge. The first round is on me.
[ Grunting ]
[ Glass shatters ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x18 - Apocalypse"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 8, 2008
[ Flames flickering ]
Milash: [ Russian accent ] Unbelievable. Immaculate. The gears, the complications ... I-I have never seen anything quite like it.
Lex: What does it do?
Milash: Well, I am sorry to say I don't know.
Lex: I didn't come to the most renowned expert in antiquities in north America for more ambiguity.
Milash: Well, I just need more time. I-I need to take it to my workshop and take it apart.
Lex: No. The cryptograph isn't leaving this room. It holds great sentimental value for me. It's priceless.
Milash: [ Exhales deeply ] Well, if there is no way to decipher the meaning, it seems your priceless heirloom has no value at all.
Lex: I want a security detail on him 24/7.
[ Sighs ]
[ Clattering ]
[ Door opens ]
Oh, my god. Mr. Luthor.
Security breach! Lock down the mansion. Call an ambulance!
[ Monitor beeping ]
[ Groans ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Coughs ]
Sir, don't try to get up. I got everything taken care of.
Lex: Clearly that wasn't the case earlier this evening, was it?
Police ...
Lex: What do they know?
Nothing. I knew you wouldn't want us to cooperate. I have a private team tracking your assailant, but we don't have many leads.
Lex: It was the manager ... from the bank in Zurich. He must have been stationed at the bank, waiting for someone to open the -deposit box. Apparently I'm not the only one interested in its contents. [ Groans ]
Sir.
Lex: He was trying to k*ll me.
He was trying to do more than that. Symbols. He knows. He's after the cryptograph.
Chloe: I'm not gonna ask you where you've been or why you stood me up ... ... as long as you picked up some cheesecake to say "I'm sorry."
Jimmy: Oh, yeah. Well, the hospital cafeteria isn't known for its dessert list.
Chloe: Hospital? Are you all right?
Jimmy: Me? Yeah, I'm ... I'm great. I'm making page two. Lex is the one who's not doing so hot.
Chloe: What? Was there an accident?
Jimmy: Well, not unless tripping can cause multiple s*ab wounds. Look, I know it sounds sleazy, but it turns out that ambulance-chasing pays off. I got a candid sh*t of Lex being admitted to the hospital.
Chloe: I think I'll pass on an early peep show. But, um, you know, jimmy, there are ways other than cheesecake that you can make up for being late. As far as I could tell, Lex's security is not exactly cooperating with the police in the "let's find out what happened" department.
Jimmy: Don't you find this a little suspicious?
[ Chuckles ]
Chloe: given the large number of d*ad bodies rolling around lately, I, uh, thought that Lex had eliminated all of his enemies. Why would someone att*ck him?
Jimmy: Well, the why ... isn't as interesting as the how. Along with the s*ab wounds, the attacker chiseled a calling card into Lex's chest.
Chloe: Like a name?
Jimmy: No, it's like some freaky symbols.
Clark: Hey. Sorry I couldn't get here faster, but, you know, I have to drive. You dragged me out of bed because someone hurt Lex.
Chloe: They did more than just hurt, Clark. Jimmy snapped a photo. That was carved onto Lex's chest. What does it say?
Clark: They're symbols ... one for traveler and the other for savior.
Chloe: There's only one group that appointed themselves the savior of the traveler. Veritas.
Clark: But Queen, Teague, Swann, Lionel ... all the members of Veritas are d*ad.
Chloe: So, who else could know about the traveler? Or, more importantly, how to control him? I mean, Lionel said whoever had the two keys would find the device to control you. Now, what if Lex was att*cked because he has both keys and he used them? While you were away, I tracked Lex and the keys to a safety-deposit box in Zurich.
Clark: Then we're too late?
Chloe: Well, as far as I can tell, you're still steering your own ship, which means that whatever was in that box hasn't taken the wheel ... yet.
Clark: Well, that's comforting.
Chloe: Well, maybe it's because Lex doesn't know who you are.
Clark: There's only one way to find out.
Chloe: You're not serious.
Clark: Looks like your q&a will have to wait.
[ Thunder rumbles ]
[ Cellphone beeping ]
I found it.
[ Thunder rumbles ]
It can't be.
I should have seen that before.
Magnificent. Do you want to take a look?
I think I'll pass.
Do you want a look? You are missing a treat, a real treat.
[ Breathing heavily ]
no, no, no, no. Here, take it. Take it, please. No.
[ g*n ]
[ Thunder rumbling ]
[ Click ]
Chloe: Savior. Traveler. I guess skywriting is passé.
[ Sighs ]
Clark: Chloe, the person who did this may have kidnapped Lex.
Chloe: If they did, they only did it to save you.
Clark: That's the last thing I need ... someone going around k*lling people in my name.
Chloe: That's probably how god felt about the crusades.
Clark: Why carve Kryptonian symbols into Lex's chest?
Chloe: Lex got himself into this.
Clark: Yeah, but I let him.
[ Whirring ]
Clark: Wait. Go back. Right there, where the symbols overlap. Chloe, it creates a third symbol ... sanctuary.
Chloe: Like this?
[ Chiming ]
Clark: Yeah. There's no Kryptonian word that translates directly to church. Sanctuary would be the closest match. And if you look at it that way, then savior could be ... angel or ... saint. The patron saint of travelers is ... St. Christopher. Hand me your phone.
[ Beeping ]
Perfect. Everything you need at your fingertips. That'll take you where you need to go.
Chloe: Okay, there's only one St. Christopher's cathedral on this continent, and it's in Montréal.
[ Thunder rumbles ]
Milash: That man was going to k*ll me.
He was after the cryptograph.
Well, I guess I underestimated its value.
Milash: I am not surprised, considering what I found.
Lex: Go on.
Milash: Every artist leaves his mark ... his individual signature, if you like. This piece was designed by a renowned German watchmaker named Dietrich Brauer.
Lex: A watchmaker?
Milash: Brauer catered to European noble families, making hundreds of timepieces. And then, one day, he just went into seclusion. Rumors swirled that an unknown patron had commissioned him to make not ... not a watch but a magnificent clock. Brauer's standard ... his masterpiece.
Lex: So, what does this masterpiece have to do with the cryptograph?
Milash: Only one sketch existed of the clock after it disappeared during the second world w*r. The gears on that sketch match this exactly.
Lex: So nobody knows where the clock is now?
Milash: It was lost for decades. But recently, it resurfaced as a donation from a wealthy philanthropist.
Lex: What was the philanthropist's name?
Milash: I believe the donor's name was dr. Swann. Virgil Swann. Swann posthumously donated this standard to a church ... St. Christopher's cathedral in Montréal, Quebec.
"Cast your eye beneath the surface."
It appears you've found what you were seeking.
Edward: I've been expecting you. There are few who can read the inscription and only one with ability to follow the instructions.
Clark: Who are you?
Edward: I'm Edward Teague, the last surviving member of Veritas.
Clark: Teague.
Edward: I've waited a lifetime for this moment ... to serve ... the traveler.
Edward: Do you want to confess something, my son? I know what it feels like to be worshipped.
Clark: I didn't ask to be worshipped. Putting me on a pedestal ... that was something Veritas did, not me.
Edward: All the members of Veritas are d*ad. Lionel Luthor wanted you all to himself. He k*lled the queens, Swann. I went into hiding after I ... lost my wife ... my son.
Clark: They all died because of me.
Edward: No. They died for you.
Clark: Why? They didn't even know me.
Edward: It was a sacrifice they were happy to make. That the difference between believers and nonbelievers. We believed you would be the next savior. We took an oath under Swann to protect you.
Clark: And your way of protecting me was attacking Lex?
Edward: Lex is a nonbeliever. He cannot be trusted, and his intentions are harmful. Once he'd reached the safety-deposit box in Zurich, I knew he was too close.
Clark: Lionel said there was something out there that could control me. What is it that Lex was so close to finding?
Edward: Swann kept that secret to himself. He scattered clues around the world in the hopes that whatever controls you wouldn't wind up in the wrong hands. One of those clues ... is here ... in this church. I don't know where, but I was afraid Lex did.
Clark: So you tried to k*ll him. But why carve my name into his chest?
Edward: Lionel kept your identity hidden. It was my only chance. I hoped you ld se and come find me. I had to warn you. Please, you must believe how evil Lex is.
Clark: I know who Lex is. I know what he's done.
Edward: Then ... why? Why didn't you take care of him before? We have sacrificed everything ... years of our lives, our families ... for you. You don't want to fulfill your destiny. You don't even want to save yourself!
Clark: [ Groaning ]
Edward: People want to see you as their savior, but you can't be so naive. For every beacon of light in the universe, there is a pit of darkness. We must fight to keep that darkness from overwhelming us all. Lex Luthor cannot be allowed to control you. No one can ... ... no matter the cost.
Lex: We land in three hours. I hope that gives you enough time.
Milash: Those guards are d*ad, I was almost k*lled, and I have told you everything that I know. And still you have practically abducted me. What have you got me into?
Lex: It's better you don't concern yourself with it.
Milash: You have put my life in danger, and now you refuse to let me go. I have a right to know what is the truth, considering there's a decent chance that you are going to k*ll me before I even get off of this plane.
Lex: He ... why should I help you? If you remember right, I saved your life back there.
Milash: That was because you still needed me. And I ... and I think you are still needing me now. Mr. Luthor, in antiquities, providence is everything. The history of an object, the reason why it was made ... that is its true value. There was a rumor that Brauer was commissioned to make the clock by a secret society of wealthy patrons. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?
Lex: [ Scoffs ] My father was one of them. My father was ... was fixated. Everything he did, every act he made, was all aimed at one goal ... finding the truth, no matter what the cost. My father's obsession ... made me an orphan long before he died. I've always wondered why. That cryptograph ... that cryptograph is gonna give me the answer.
Chloe: Hey, Clark, it's me. So, the LuthorCorp jet just left Smallville for Montréal, so what ever you can find up there, I suggest you find it fast.
[ Beep ]
Jimmy: what I found.
Chloe: Uh, I take it you're over the whole sleep thing.
Jimmy: The symbols like the one hacked into Lex have been appearing around Smallville for years, uh, on cave walls, b*rned into barn doors, even drawn in the fields like crop circles. It's incredible.
Chloe: No, jimmy, it's a hoax, just like those crop circles in England.
Jimmy: Well, hey, the jury's still out. Those crop circles could have been made by aliens.
Chloe: People have been playing with the Kawatche cave paintings for years, just trying to get on the 6:00 news.
Jimmy: Wow. Get a little competition in the story department and suddenly you go all Scully on me.
Chloe: It's not that. It's just I don't think Smallville is destined to be the next Stonehenge.
Jimmy: Even if it turns out it's a site of ritualistic killings? I pulled this from some research on the cave. It's an exact match to the carving on Lex's chest. And it's above a drawing.
Chloe: Yeah, I've seen this before. It just looks like a guy in a doorway to me.
Jimmy: Well, sure, it looks that way. But according to the number-one website on primitive pictography, it's actually a human sacrifice.
Chloe: Oh, my god.
Clark: [ Groans ] Why are you doing this? I thought you were supposed to protect me.
Edward: Because it is my duty. You let the secret of Veritas fall into the wrong hands. This is the only way to guarantee you don't come under someone else's control.
Clark: It won't happen. I can stop it.
Edward: I will now bestow upon you ... an ancient Kryptonian ritual. Before your race were a people of science ... they were warriors. This ceremony was a sign of respect for the mightiest of their enemies.
Clark: You don't know anything about krypton!
Edward: I was Swann's disciple. He taught me everything.
Clark: He must have taught you that I was good ... that I'm not a thr*at. He wouldn't want you to k*ll me.
Edward: Swann was an idealist. He said you would rule us with strength. But for every passage Swann quoted of the traveler coming to save earth, there was another interpretation that cast you ... as our destroyer. If Lex takes control of you, that's exact what will happen ... ... something your father Clark: [Grunts]
Edward: Couldn't have foreseen.
Clark: What does this have to do with Jor-el?
Edward: He had high hopes for you when he sent you to this planet. But your father understood the risk of setting a god among men. If you were ever to turn against humanity, we wouldn't stand a chance. That's why he sent the device.
Clark: He never would have sent something to control me.
Edward: His only other option would have been to destroy you, but he couldn't bear the thought of his son's death. I pray that you find peace in this act of selflessness.
Clark: [ Groans ] Aah! [ Groaning ]
[ Bell tolling ]
[ Ticking ]
[ Ticking continues ]
[ Ticking stops ]
[ Ticking resumes ]
[ Ticking stops ]
Edward: You're too late. So strange to see you without those warrior-angel figurines clutched in your little hands.
Lex: Mr. Teague.
Edward: Alive and well ... no thanks to your father.
Lex: Seems we all have a score to settle with him.
Edward: I believe you already have.
Lex: I'm just sorry to see that you've inherited your father's obsession.
Edward: Obsession? You're the one who did this.
Lex: You tried to k*ll me. Why?
Edward: The prophecies state that the traveler would have a powerful adversary. I could never have foreseen that it would be little Alexander.
Lex: You know who he is.
Edward: The traveler's identity is no longer relevant.
Lex: Maybe not to you, but it's everything to me. You have no idea what it's like to live every day of your life feeling like an afterthought. I've sacrificed too much.
Edward: No. Your sacrifice has just g*n. The world can exist only in balance. If there is no traveler, there can be no destroyer.
Chloe: He Clark. Oh, my god, Clark.
Clark: [ Grunts ] Chloe. How did you ...
Chloe: Oliver's jet ... fringe benefit of being a hero.
Hi.
Aah! How'd you do that?
I didn't.
The traveler.
Priest: Oh, my goodness. What happened here?
I assume Mliash is safely back on U.S. Soil.
I put him on the first commercial flight to metropolis.
I take it we won't be needing him in Scotland?
Lex: Not if you did your homework.
The library only had one book on St. Kilda, but I think you'll be pleased. You mind if I ask what's so compelling about a small island off the west coast of Scotland?
Lex: The clock. It played a melody from an old Scottish folk song ... "Birks of St. Kilda." When I was learning to play the piano, my father made me play it over and over. "Birks" means birches.
Well, there might be birches, but that's about it. The island's a bird sanctuary now.
Lex: According to the literature, there was a small town built up around a castle, until some wealthy American bought the castle ... hauled it back to the U.S. My father brought that castle to Smallville, stone by stone, but obviously never found what he was looking for. It must still be there. Tell the pilot to change course. We're not going to Scotland. We're going home.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Wow.
[ Door closes ]
Chloe: D I was only gone for 24 hours. Remind me to stay away for a week next time.
Jimmy: Well, I'm actually sort of celebrating myself. I just sold my first article.
Chloe: That's fantastic, jimmy! How?
Jimmy: Look, I know that you said that the symbols in the Kawatche caves are old news, but I kept digging anyways. And it turns out that I'm not the only one interested.
[ Cork pops ]
Jimmy: Phew. Apparently Lex is pretty taken with the symbols, too ... not surprisingly, since he's wearing one on his chest.
Chloe: So, tell me exactly what the article is about.
Jimmy: Well, it's all very Joseph Campbell ...
hero's journey and all that.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Jimmy: See, most of the stories on the cave walls are about good versus evil. Ey tel naman, the savior of the people, warring against Sageeth, the bringer of darkness.
Chloe: Yeah, the story sounds familiar. I think Clark wrote a paper about it in high school.
Jimmy: Well, in the beginning, Naman and Sageeth each have their own distinct symbol.
Chloe: Well, then, why does this one look like a combination of the two?
Jimmy: Well, I was wondering that myself, so I called the professor at met U. Who specializes in hieroglyphics. And according to him, the symbol of good versus evil is common in primitive cultures. It embodies the ... the push, the pull of the two sides ...
Chloe: a yin and yang. The hero-anti hero conflict.
Jimmy: Exactly. But here's what got Lex all jazzed ... this particular image portrays a resolution of that conflict.
Chloe: Remind me how you resolve a conflict that has existed since the beginning of mankind.
Jimmy: Well, in the Kawatche legend, the hero's journey ends in a final battle.
Chloe: So, according to your professor, who's supposed to win?
Chloe: Hmm. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Clark, but the writing is literally on the wall.
Clark: [ Scoffs ] You're buying into this whole Naman-Sageeth mythology?
Chloe: After seeing you strapped down exactly like the human sacrifice in the cave drawings? In a word ... yes.
Clark: It wasn't a myth that tried to k*ll me, Chloe. It was a man.
Chloe: And thanks to you saving him, that man is still out there.
Clark: when Teague was performing t ritual, I realized that on some twisted level, he actually thought he was doing the right thing. He thought he was protecting everyone ... from me.
Chloe: [ Scoffs ] Last time I checked, the world was doing just fine with you in it.
Clark: As long as there's something out there that can control me, I'm still a thr*at. And Teague reminded me how dangerous my abilities are. In the wrong hands, Chloe, they could destroy everything.
Chloe: Which is a really good reason why you can't let Lex just walk away.
Clark: It's not about Lex, Chloe. I x-rayed him. He didn't him anything on him. He didn't even find what he was looking for.
Chloe: Maybe not this time, Clark, but every battle has its victor. I know you don't want to take Lex out, but Lex will not hesitate to destroy you when he gets the chance.
Clark: What do you want me to do, Chloe? k*ll him? If I do that, I'd just be turning into him myself.
Chloe: Whether you like being on this pedestal or not, you were put in this position. And someday, you're gonna have to play god.
Lex: It's been almost 24 hours. Why haven't they found anything?
It takes time to cover a structure this size inch by inch, Mr. Luthor. I got every available body working on the job. And it's only been20 hours.
Lex: I don't want excuses. I want results.
Yes, sir. I understand. I'll bring in more men, increase the shifts.
Lex: You do that. On the shores of St. Kilda, the birks sway in the wind from the left to the right again. You said the castle was in the west coast of St. Kilda?
Yes, sir.
Lex: Facing west?
No. The castle itself faced south.
Lex: So if I'm facing south ... to see the shore, I turn right. Above the heart of home shines the north star. Of course. Get out. Everyone out now! Everybody out. Let's go.
[ Whirring ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "07x19 - Quest"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 15, 2008
Previously on "Smallville" ...
I know you k*lled Lionel.
Lionel: Two lockets exist.
These keys unlock the secret of controlling you.
I tried to be your friend, Lex.
What happened to you?
Chloe: I'm a meteor freak.
Clark: You're my cousin, Kara. I care about you.
"The traveler will bring great change to the earth."
I just hope I can live up to what everyone thinks I'm supposed to be.
Lana: I love you, Clark Kent.
What happened?
It's Brainiac. He's done something.
Brainiac: You're too late, Kal-El.
What is he after now?
Me.
[ Groans ]
Edward: I'm Edward Teague, the last surviving member of Veritas.
You're so caught up in your own delusions, you've lost track of reality.
Someone has to protect the world, Clark.
If Lex knows that you're the traveler, game over.
And now the season finale of "Smallville."
Kara: Another secret identity, Mr. Teague?
Edward: Excuse me?
Kara: Why is it that when people are in trouble, they run to South America?
Edward: Young lady, when I chartered this jet, I was promised a discreet journey.
Kara: I'm not interested in having a conversation. I'm not big on small talk, either. I'd rather hear about Veritas.
Edward: Who are you?
Kara: Someone that knows The Traveler and that you tried to destroy him.
Edward: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Kara: You know ... for the last surviving member of a secret society, you're not a very good liar.
Edward: [ Grunts ]
Kara: The device that controls The Traveler ... where is it?
Edward: Let me go. [ Gasping ]
Kara: 20,000 feet up, Mr. Teague.
Edward: What the hell are you doing?!
Kara: Tell me where the device is, or you'll be starting your descent earlier than expected. One last chance. Tell me where the device is.
Edward: Lex Luthor. He might have the answers you're looking for.
Kara: Enjoy the rest of your flight.
Mr. Luthor?
Lex: Has the team reached the target?
We lost contact an hour ago. They may have run into a bad patch of weather, some kind of interference.
Lex: The satellite shows clear skies over the arctic.
They were less than 10 miles away when the signal cut out. We tried to get a visual, but there's no sign of them, just like the last team.
Lex: I thought the Bermuda triangle was somewhere a little more tropical. People don't just vanish off the face of plan find them.
Sorry.
Jimmy: Hey, boss. If this is about my article proposal, I got a great idea ... two-page spread, color glossies from the Kawatche caves. It'll make National Geographic look like a 10-cent travel brochure.
Lex: We'll talk about your proposal later.
Jimmy: Oh, okay.
Lex: Jimmy, my phone call to the Department of Domestic Security kept Chloe out of federal prison. Now I need your help.
Jimmy: What do you need?
Lex: Lois off my back. She's been asking too many people too many questions.
Jimmy: What can I do? I mean, Lois isn't exactly a pushover. It's impossible to break her full-court power of the press.
Lex: I'm well aware of your limitations. Just help her find some information.
Jimmy: Is any of this true?
Lex: What matters is you make her believe it's true.
Jimmy: So you want me to lie?
Lex: I want you to do whatever it takes.
Jimmy: Uh, Lex ...
Lex: Jimmy. It would be tragic if the DDS decided Chloe was a thr*at to national security after all.
[ Knocking on door ]
Hi.
Lois: Hey, get the lead out, Smallville. Opportunity is knocking on your door.
Clark: Come on in, Lois.
Lois: Big news. An intern just got promoted to Chloe's old desk.
Clark: Am I supposed to be happy that someone took my best friend's job?
Lois: Absolutely. 'Cause it opens up a spot in the bullpen, and guess whose name is written all over it. Clark Kent. Got your application right here.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] That's never gonna happen. Now, if you would excuse me, I have chores to do.
Lois: Seriously, Clark, don't you think you're destined for greater things in life than working on a farm?
Clark: Even if I wanted the job, Lois, I'd never work for Lex Luthor.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Okay, then, why were you such great friends with the guy? Looking into Lex's past, I found out just how far you two go back. You're nothing alike. Why were you so close for so long?
Clark: Sometimes people don't turn out to be what you thought they were. Lois, if you're gonna continue working for Lex, promise me you'll be careful.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Know, didn't know any better, Smallville, I'd think you were worried about me.
[ Door opens ]
Chloe: Hey, Lois. Can I talk to Clark for a second?
Lois: Yeah, I think we're done here. Just think about your future, okay?
Chloe: So, a private jet just went down over upstate New York. Three bodies were recovered, and one was identified as Edward Teague. I had to use every skill in my hacking arsenal, but once I found out about this plane crash, I made my way into the NTSB mainframe. Now, according to the flight plan, they were on their way to Buenos Aires. They were only in the air for about an hour when something sh*t out of the cabin like a m*ssile.
Clark: What do you mean, "sh*t out"?
Chloe: Well, the copilot went to the back to find out what was going on, and he asked unconscious.
Clark: Do they have any idea what it was?
Chloe: No. They found the black box, and I was able to download this audio.
Man: Something's wrong.
Man: Felt like some kind of collision in the cabin.
Man: We're losing air pressure. I'm going back to take a look. What the hell are you doing?!
[ Banging ]
Chloe: After that, it's all garbled. I tried running it through the filter about a dozen times, but I could only come up with noise.
Clark: Play it again.
[ Distorted tag ]
Kara: Tell me where the device is, or you'll be starting your descent earlier than expected.
[ Bang ]
Clark: Kara.
Chloe: Kara? What's she doing with Edward Teague?
Clark: I don't know. But I just heard her thr*at to bring the plane down.
Chloe: Well, we both know how reckless she can be when she's angry. Maybe she found out that Teague was after you again.
Clark: There must be some other explanation, Chloe. She's not a k*ller.
Chloe: Look, Clark, I'm a fan of Kara's, as well, but unless you're hearing things, it sounds like she caused that accident. Remember what you said when she first got here? Just about every Kryptonian you've ever met turned out to be a cold-blooded k*ller.
Clark: I know her. She's my cousin. She's not a k*ller. I just need to find her. Is there any more audio?
Chloe: There's a little more noise.
[ Distorted talking ]
Chloe: What is it?
Clark: She's going after Lex.
Clark: What are you doing here, Kara?
Kara: Trying to protect you.
Clark: By thr*at to k*ll Edward Teague? I heard the recording. Those men are d*ad. Tell me you're not responsible for their plane going down.
Kara: It's Teague's fault. If he hadn't gone after The Traveler, he'd still be alive.
Clark: We need to talk.
[ Air whooshes ]
Kara: Let go of me.
Clark: Kara, I've been worried about you. But I guess I should've been worried about everyone else. Have you come into contact with red kryptonite ... a ring, a necklace?
Kara: I stopped wearing jewelry.
Clark: Well, then, something must have happened when you went back to Krypton. Do you remember anything strange?
Kara: I'm fine, Kal-El.
Clark: Kara. Look, three people are d*ad because of you.
Kara: And if someone figured out how to control you, a lot more would die. You would be the most powerful w*apon on the planet.
Clark: No one is gonna control me anytime soon. Lex didn't find what he was looking for.
Kara: You think that's gonna stop a man like him? Get your head out of the clouds, Clark.
Clark: Something's wrong with you, Kara. You need to stay here till we figure out what it is.
Kara: You can turn a blind eye. But I'm gonna do whatever it takes to save Earth.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Horn honks ]
Lois: Wow. I know the Daily Planet's not half as hip, but last I checked, your desk is still in the bullpen, you know, across the street.
Jimmy: Well, I doubt Lex would be thrilled if I spilled all his secrets in the same place he signs my checks. Plus, this place has an epic happy hour.
Lois: Well, speaking of secrets, I found something out about those mystery expeditions he's been sending to the North Pole. Either he's planning a hostile takeover of Santa's workshop, or he's doing something illegal. And since I'm sure Lex isn't into the Christmas spirit, what's the scoop?
Jimmy: Well, I'm sorry to say it. He's just scouting for new places to drill oil. What?
Lois: Where did you find that out?
Jimmy: I ... heard a reporter talking about it on the third floor.
Lois: Who?
Jimmy: You know, I don't know. I-I just kind of overheard it. I mean, you've been up there. It's crowded.
[ Chuckles ]
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Okay.
Jimmy: Would you just take a look? Surveyor photos of potential drilling sites.
Lois: How did Jimmy Olsen manage to score such top-secret stuff?
Jimmy: Lex was having them sorted and scanned in the photo lab. I saw my opportunity, and I took it. Just like you taught me.
Lois: Guess I've been so focused on Lex, I've been looking for a villain in everyone, even you. Sorry.
Jimmy: Hey, it's ... it's no big deal. Really.
Lois: Got more game than I thought.
Jimmy: Thanks.
[ Sighs ]
Lex: Kara?
Kara: The little "V" with the stars ... something to do with Veritas, right?
Lex: I don't know what you're talking about.
Kara: [ Chuckles ] Why is it that every time I bring up Veritas, people seem to suffer from sudden amnesia? A secret society formed to control a powerful alien from another planet? "Veritas" also means "truth." So, what do you say we have some right now?
Lex: Look, I don't know who you've been talking to ...
Kara: I know about the transmissions sent to Virgil Swann, the ones telling him where to find the device to control The Traveler.
Lex: How did you hear about that?
Kara: The Traveler and I ... ... we're from the same planet. You don't believe me.
Lex: [ Gasps ] [ Breathes heavily ] The dam. You are the one who saved me. You kept denying it. Why? Why tell me now?
Kara: You didn't know it then, but I saved you for a reason, Lex. It is your destiny to defeat The Traveler. I know you have the device. Now all of the pieces are in place. Now it's up to you.
Lex: If you really believe I have this thing, why don't you just take it and do it yourself?
Kara: Apparently, the orb was built to protect the human race. So only a human can use it.
Lex: It showed me a set of coordinates somewhere in the Arctic. Directions to his fortress.
Kara: You need to take it there to control The Traveler.
Lex: Two of my advance teams, they ... they disappeared trying to get there.
Kara: They didn't have a Kryptonian to help them.
Lex: Well, y-you're talking about destroying one of your own kind. I'd always thought The Traveler was meant for good.
Kara: Even he thinks he is. When I went home to Krypton, I learned the truth about his fate. He won't save mankind. He'll destroy it.
Lex: Who is it?
Kara: Don't you already know?
[ Door opens ]
Chloe: Hey. Whoa. Breaking out the heavy a*tillery. It's not every day that you see Clark Kent clutching a box of kryptonite.
Clark: It's the only way to stop her.
Chloe: So, I'm guessing face time with Kara didn't go so well.
Clark: Kara's convinced that someone will try to use me as a w*apon. She thinks I'm not doing enough to stop it. What if she's right?
Chloe: Clark, Kara's a lot of things ... reckless, headstrong, possibly psychotic. But she's wrong about you. You've done everything you can to stop Veritas and more. You know that.
Clark: Obviously she doesn't.
[ Sighs ] Chloe, you're the only one who can help me.
Chloe: I'm always here for you, Clark.
Clark: Look, you ... you won't be doing it alone. We'll get her here together, and I'll stand right by your side.
Chloe: Clark, if we're gonna wield this kind of w*apon, don't sh**t yourself in the foot. This little green rock will knock down every Kryptonian in the room. You can't be around when we lift the lid. I can do this.
Your jet's fueled and waiting, sir.
Lex: Tell them one more passenger is coming.
Jimmy: Uh, where are we going?
Lex: You're not going anywhere, Jimmy.
Jimmy: Look, I know that you're busy, Lex. I just wanted you to know that I did what you told me to do. Lois thinks that you're all about the oil up north now.
Lex: Well done.
Jimmy: So, I guess wax on, wax off, we're even now, right?
Lex: I believe our arrangement has just g*n. I want regular reports on Miss Lane's activities.
Jimmy: Hey, I did what you said. I shouldn't have to spy for you, too. That's not fair.
Lex: Life is rarely fair, Jimmy.
Jimmy: Look, Lex, I would really like to help, but lying, it's just, uh, you know, it's not my thing. I mean, I-it's eating me up. It actually ... it's making my stomach hurt.
Lex: Well, it' never too late to learn a new skill.
Jimmy: Look ... I'm sorry, I just ... I can't do it. But trust me, I'm not gonna say a single word to anyone about your ... oil drilling. Please, you got to understand. I can't spy on my friend.
Lex: I respect your integrity, Jimmy. It took a lot to come here and lay your cards on the table.
Jimmy: Thanks.
Lex: Now, if you'll step aside, I have a plane to catch.
Jimmy: You bet. Have a great trip, Lex.
Chloe: Kara, there's something wrong with Clark. He's convinced that if he destroys the fortress that no one will be able to control him. We're at my apartment. I need your help.
[ Air whooshes ]
Kara: Where's Clark?
Chloe: He's, uh, right back here. Why isn't it working?
Kara: Check the expiration date?
Chloe: Kara, there's something seriously wrong with you.
Kara: It was the only way ... you lied to me. Clark's not here.
Chloe: Oh, God.
Brainiac: I'm impressed. I wouldn't have thought a member of your weak-willed species, especially a friend of Kal-El's, could ever use kryptonite against his cousin.
Chloe: Let me go.
Brainiac: I remember you. Always sticking your pretty little head where it doesn't belong.
[ Metallic clicking ]
[ Panting ]
Brainiac: What the Hell are you?
Sir?
Lex: Tell the pilot to start the engines.
I thought we were waiting for your guide.
Lex: I don't need her. Not sure I should even trust her.
But, sir, the last few teams have all disappeared.
Lex: I believe I have everything I need to reach my destination. This is meant to protect all humanity. It should protect me, as well.
You don't know that for sure, sir. It seems extremely dangerous.
Lex: It's worth the risk. We leave now.
I'm so sorry.
Clark: Brainiac.
[ Alarm blaring ]
[ Electricity crackling ] , [ Electricity crackling ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Kara never came back from Krypton, did she?
Brainiac: [ Chuckles ] It was, uh ... quite an impersonation, wasn't it?
[ Grunts ]
Brainiac: It was the only way I could return to Earth without you damaging me.
[ Crackling continues ]
Clark: You k*lled her.
Brainiac: Oh, no. Something much worse. You'll never see her again.
Clark: Where is she?
Brainiac: I warned you. If we had done things my way, no one would have gotten hurt ... no one but you.
Clark: So this is all about revenge?
Brainiac: [ Chuckles ] This is a simple matter of self-preservation. When I couldn't k*ll you, I knew I had to control you.
Clark: I'm in control now. And you will release Chloe! You'll release Lana!
Brainiac: The only way to save them would be to k*ll me now, in cold blood, which goes against everything you stand for. You could never deliberately take another man's life.
Clark: You're not a man. You're a machine.
[ Electricity crackling ]
Brainiac: You can k*ll me, Kal-El ... but your end is near. And there's nothing you can do to stop it.
Clark: You'll never hurt anyone else ever again.
Brainiac: Aah!
Clark: [ Grunting ] That's great news, Chloe.
Chloe: I'm glad you're okay.
Clark: I'll call you after I check on Lana.
Chloe: Lana? Clark? What happened? Is she okay?
Nurse: Miss Lang had a full recovery. It's something of a miracle.
Clark: Where is she? Can I see her?
Nurse: Oh, she's already checked out, but she wanted me to give you this.
Lana: I was going to, um, to talk to you in on. [ Voice breaking ] But I knew that if I looked into your eyes, I'd never be able to say it.
Clark: [ Exhales sharply ]
Lana: We thought that we were meant to be together, Clark. But the truth is, we were fooling ourselves. I need you ... but the world needs you more. And as long as I'm in your life, I am holding you back. Please, don't come after me. I love you, Clark ... more than you will ever know. I'm so sorry.
Clark: [ Inhales sharply ]
[ Clattering ]
Jimmy: Uh, or maybe, you know what? You're maybe not supposed to have caffeine, so maybe we'll just get you some, uh, some bottled water or some tap water. I know, some sparkling, because, you know, it matches your smile.
Chloe: Jimmy, I realize that I was the one that was just in the I.C.U., but you seem to be the one with marred motor skills. Are you okay?
Jimmy: Yeah. Okay. Chloe.
[ Inhales, exhales deeply] Until tonight ... I never thought that I would lose you. I mean, I know that we've been on again and off again and on again. But ... I figured even if we didn't end up together ... I could be happy just knowing you're in the world. Today, I ... I realized that that's not true. No, I mean ... I mean, of course I'm happy that you're in the world, but ... you mean so much to me, Chloe. And I want to spend the rest of our time in it together. It's all they had at the hospital gift shop, but ... I didn't want to wait. We can have "Breakfast at Tiffany's" in the morning. Will you marry me?
Don't move!
Jimmy: Hey, whoa, hey, hold on. This isn't right. What's going on?! Hey! Who do you guys think that you are?
[ Grunts ]
Man: Department of Domestic Security.
Chloe: Jimmy!
Man: Chloe Sullivan, you are under arrest.
Chloe: Jimmy, call Clark. Get Clark!
[ Panting ]
Jimmy: Clark?! Clark, are you here?! Clark?! Clark, Chloe was just arrested.
Clark: What?
Chloe: Her habitual hacking caught Uncle Sam's eye, so I ... I kind of went to Lex for help, and now he's holding it over my head.
Clark: You made a deal with Lex Luthor?
Chloe: Look, I told him to get another lapdog, Clark. Then he just ... he put her back on their most-wanted list.
[ Sighs ]
She went from life support to life without parole in less than a day.
Clark: Where's Lex now?
Chloe: Look, I don't know. I tried to get in contact with him, but he's off jet-setting around the Arctic Circle. And I know it's not drilling oil, 'cause he's gone way out of his way to cover his tracks in the snow.
[ Crackling ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
Lex: I must admit, Clark. This is a big step up from the barn.
Clark: It's not what you think, Lex. You don't understand.
Lex: For the first time, I think I do. You see, you live among us as a mild-mannered farm boy. But secretly, you're a strange visitor from another planet, plotting our demise.
Clark: That's not what I'm doing at all.
Lex: It's a brilliant disguise, Clark. You don't even need a mask.
Clark: I'm not your enemy, Lex. I've never done anything to hurt you.
Lex: You didn't trust me. With everything you had, with everything you could do, did you ever think about what we could have accomplished together? I would have helped you become a hero.
Clark: When have you ever thought of anyone but yourself?
Lex: Right now. I'm doing this for the world. I have to protect the human race.
Clark: This is my life. You have no right to control it!
Lex: It's my birthright! After all my sacrifices, after all the pain, I finally understand. I was being prepared for a much greater destiny. Everything led me to this moment.
Clark: And we're both here. We're in that moment. And what happens next is your choice. But no one is controlling you, Lex. No one is forcing you to do this.
Lex: Who am I to turn my back on my fellow man? Especially after you turned your back on me? I'm sorry, Clark. But you are The Traveler. You hold the future of the entire planet in your hands. I'm here to take it back.
Clark: Lex.
Lex: You'll never thr*at the world again ... Kal-El.
Clark: Lex, don't!
[ Whoosh ]
[ Crackling ]
[ Grunting ]
Lex: I loved you like a brother, Clark. But it has to end this way.
[ Crashing, rumbling ]
Lex: I'm sorry.
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Original Air Date on September 18th, 2008
Jor-El: I sent you to earth for a purpose, Kal-El.
J'onn: You've learned a lot from your time in Smallville. Your father would be proud.
Lex: It would be tragic if the DDS decided Chloe was a thr*at to national security after all.
Jimmy: Will you marry me?
Man: Don't move! Chloe Sullivan, you're under arrest.
Chloe: Jimmy, get Clark!
Lana: I need you. But the world needs you more. Please don't come after me.
Martha: Just because I'm leaving doesn't mean you have to stay.
Lois: I got your application right here.
Clark: That's never gonna happen.
Oliver: This isn't the end of the story, Clark. This is just the beginning.
Chloe: I can heal people.
Brainiac: What the hell are you?
Lionel: Kal-El, you must save yourself, or your destiny will fall into the hands of another man.
Regan: Sir, the last few teams have all disappeared.
Lex: We leave now. You hold the future of the entire planet in your hands. I'm here to take it back.
Clark: Lex, don't!
Lex: Clark, I'm sorry, but it has to end this way.
[ Crashing, rumbling ]
And now the season premiere of "Smallville."
Arctic Tundra - four weeks later
Tess: Who's Regan? What have you been doing all this time, building snowmen?
Regan: Who do you think you are? This site is off limits.
Tess: Tess Mercer. My access is unrestricted. Per Lex's written instructions, I'm now the acting C.E.O. of LuthorCorp and all its subsidiaries.
Regan: You're nothing but an obscure regional V.P. You actually believe you're qualified?
Tess: Lex believes it ... and that's all that matters. I want a complete inventory of everything you've found ... footprints, snowmobile tracks, any sign of an escape.
Regan: Escape?
Tess: [ Chuckles ] Trust me, Lex Luthor did not meet his end on some dwindling ice cap.
[ Computer beeps ]
Man: Sonar's picking something up. 6.4 meters deep.
Tess: What is it?
Man: Not sure, but based on the imaging, it could very well be human remains.
[ Electronic beeping ]
[ expl*si*n ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
[ Sonic whirring ]
Man: Ugh!
[ Computer beeps ]
[ g*n cocks ]
Regan: There's a reason the cowboys won the West. Playing with bows and arrows can only get you so far.
Oliver: Nice toss ... for a fish out of water.
A.C.: Thanks.
Dinah: You two gonna keep stroking each other, or are we gonna go find Clark?
Oliver: Well, it looks like they found something in that trench. Check it out.
Dinah: Oh, no.
[ Wind howls ]
Oliver: Clark, where are you?
[ Motor whirring ]
[ Door opens ]
Tess: You missed a spot.
Lois: Oui, oui, madame.
Tess: And the floors ... they've lost their sheen. You're not getting lazy, are you?
Lois: [ Chuckles ] I didn't realize Lex's secretarial staff could spot a speck of dust from across the room.
Tess: I'm as much a secretary as you are a French maid. I have been so looking forward to meeting the intrepid reporter Lois Lane. So, you like to play dress-up?
Lois: If you're not a secretary, who are you? Lex's 4:00 P.M. booty call?
Tess: I realize Mr. Luthor gave you quite a bit of journalistic rope, knowing you'd eventually hang yourself. Me, on the other hand ... I'm a little less patient.
Lois: I'm not here as a reporter. I'm here to find my cousin, Chloe Sullivan.
Tess: I doubt she's hiding under the furniture.
Lois: Lex had her arrested by the Department of Domestic Security, but the DDS claims to have no record of her. I want access to Lex's phone records from the day he made the call. I want that agent's name.
Tess: Mr. Luthor is a firm believer in truth and justice, Miss Lane. You can rest assured, if he had your cousin arrested, she was guilty.
Lois: The only thing Chloe's been guilty of is standing up for what she believes in.
[ Footsteps approach ]
Woman: Ms. Mercer?
Tess: Please escort Miss Lane out.
Woman: Yes, ma'am.
Lois: Hands off.
Tess: By the way, next time, might want to try microfiber. Works wonders.
Lois: I'll keep that in mind.
Black Creek, Montana
[ Keys clacking]
Ray: Pattern. Take your time with this one. It's especially difficult.
Chloe: Barn, tiger, car, hammer, tree, building, cup, phone, toaster, house, doll, football, book, umbrella, bench, paper clip.
Ray: And the logarithm?
Chloe: The seventh image moves forward by the power of four every six cycles.
Ray: My God.
Chloe: Okay, so, I'm smarter than the average, but that doesn't mean the government has the right to treat me like their own private guinea pig.
Ray: You're special, Chloe.
Chloe: No, I'm not! All I am is a halfway decent hacker who took a wrong turn down the information superhighway.
Ray: A hacker whose cognitive thinking just b*at our fastest supercomputer. It's hard to believe that such a dramatic increase in intelligence could occur practically overnight.
Chloe: Ray, I've told you a thousand times. It just happened. I passed out, and when I woke up, I was different.
Ray: Okay. Let's do another.
Chloe: I have a better idea. How about no more games or puzzles until I have something called a court date and a little friend called a lawyer?
Ray: Chloe, we've gone over this.
Chloe: Have you looked at a map recently? This is America! I know my rights!
Ray: The day you hacked into the NASA mainframe and downloaded classified information ... that was the day that you gave up those rights. You committed an act of treason.
Chloe: I'm not a spy! I don't deserve to be held in some low-rent Gitmo wannabe.
Ray: You can stay here, and you can use your ability to give back to your country and walk in 12 months, or you can go to court, get convicted, and rot in a Federal prison for 20 years. That's your choice.
Dinah: I ran his photo through every surveillance camera north of 60 degrees latitude. Face recognition hasn't come up with a single h*t.
A.C.: Every dock and coastline east of the Siberian Sea to the Baffin Bay ... they're Clark Kent-free zones. It's like he just disappeared.
Oliver: Well, that leaves us with Chloe's hard drive, which is full of a lot of fun facts, but not one lead on Clark.
Dinah: Oliver ... we've searched practically everywhere. I think it's time to accept the fact that maybe something happened to him.
Oliver: No. No. You don't understand. Clark's not like us. It's gonna take a Hell of a lot more than a little snow and ice to bring him down.
Dinah: Victor and Bart have been covering the entire southern hemisphere. They haven't found anything. What makes you think we will?
Oliver: Clark would never give up on us. We're not giving up on him.
[ Rain pattering ]
Man: [ Russian accent ] You! [ Shouting in Russian ]
Clark: Let me make a phone call.
Man: I told you. When you pay me back.
Clark: I'll get you your money. I can get you whatever you want if you let me make the call. I need to let people know that I'm okay.
Man: Why don't you send them message by carrier pigeon?
[ Truck engine revs ]
Man: [ Laughs ]
[ Conversation in Russian ]
Clark: [ Grunts ]
[ Engine revs, tires squeal ]
[ Machine-g*n f*re ]
[ Tires squeal ]
Clark: [ Grunts ]
Man: You try that again [Speaking Russian] I'll be not so nice.
Tess: What's the news from your elves at the North Pole?
Regan: Satellites picked up an encoded communication signal from the group that att*cked us.
Tess: Well, they're not the only ones that are good at concealing information. Don't you remember your little journey up North in the LuthorCorp jet right before Lex disappeared?
Regan: I honored Mr. Luthor's request for absolute discretion.
Tess: Have you been searching for Lex, or are you just covering your own tracks?
Regan: I did my homework on you ... girl who taught herself to read in a Louisiana swamp house, got into Harvard at 15, goes deep-sea diving in her spare time. But I don't give a damn about any of it. Nobody questions my loyalty.
Tess: If I ever discovered that someone withheld information that could help me find Lex, I'd be forced to respond accordingly.
Regan: Are you thr*at me?
Tess: Just giving you an opportunity to keep your job. I suggest you find Lex, or you will be summarily terminated.
[ Door opens ]
Chloe: Look, I'm all for helping my country, but what kind of secret government mission could an out-of-work newspaper hack pull off?
Ray: You're gonna help us catch a few bad guys, Chloe.
Chloe: By playing Sudoku?
Ray: No, these are scrambled transmissions that a group of t*rrorists used to communicate. And not one of our computers has been able to figure out the algorithm. And you are our best sh*t.
[ Whirs ]
Chloe: Let's do this.
Ray: Good. We're looking for three cellphone numbers hidden within the code.
Chloe: 429-555-0169.
Female voice: Target position acquired.
[ Dart g*n fires ]
Chloe: ... 5-0132.
Female voice: Target position acquired.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Dart g*n fires ]
[ Tires screech]
Chloe: ... 555-0 ...
Ray: There's three more.
Chloe: These aren't the phone numbers of bad guys. You're not the DDS.
Ray: What's the last telephone number, Chloe?
Chloe: [ Grunts ]
[ Alarm blaring ]
Chloe: Ugh! No!
Man: Grab her!
[ Grunting ]
Regan: Find the third at all costs.
Man: How are you feeling?
Clark: [ Coughs ] [ Grunts ] Never better.
Man: Ready to get back to work?
Clark: [ Grunting ] [ Grunts ]
[ g*n cocks ]
Man: You are really determined, aren't you?
Clark: I just want to go home.
Man: Okay. Just tell us where to ship your body.
Oliver: (Speaking Russian) I hear you have the best black market caviar in Russia.
Man: (Speaking Russian) Who are you?
Oliver: (Speaking Russian) Roy Connor. Ivan Alexandrov sent me. He speaks very highly of your proudct.
Man: (Speaking Russian) Only the best. Osetra, Beluga, Sevruga.
Oliver: What are you looking at? You got a problem with me? Is my presence here bothering you?
Clark: Yeah, it's starting to.
Oliver: It's starting to?
[ Laughs ]
Clark: [ Grunts ]
Oliver: [ Grunting ]
Clark: What do you think you're doing?
Oliver: Just roll with it. Get up! What's the matter, huh? Your batteries run out?
Clark: I got a little more juice left.
Oliver: [ Grunts ] I'll take 100 cases of Beluga, 50 cases of Osetra, and this pathetic little punk here. I want the honor of finishin' him off.
Man: Be my guest. I'll throw him in for free.
Oliver: Very nice. Come on!
Clark: What took you so long?
Clark: How does an ice fortress disappear into thin air?
Oliver: I feel like there's a punch line to that question. It's good for you.
Clark: It all must be part of my father's plan. And as it turns out, his idea of controlling me was taking away my powers.
Oliver: Hmm. It's better than Lex walking around with a remote control to a Clark-bot.
Clark: Lex was there. He knows everything. He knows my secret.
Oliver: Well, Clark, Lex may be tenacious, but there's no way he survived that.
Clark: I did ... without my abilities.
Oliver: After the avalanche, did you see anything?
Clark: There was so much wind and snow, I could barely see two feet in front of me. I started hiking. I went as long as I could, and then ... the next thing I know, I woke up on a fishing boat in the middle of the Arctic Ocean.
Oliver: Clark, you coulda died up there.
Clark: Oliver, I really screwed up. I took my eyes off Lex until it was too late. I lost my friends, my powers. Chloe's in DDS custody because of me.
Oliver: I've had an army of lawyers on it, and, uh ... Chloe Sullivan was never arrested by the Department of Domestic Security.
Clark: It was Lex. Jimmy betrayed him, so he went after Chloe.
Oliver: Well, if Lex wanted to hide her, he's got a research compound in Montana. It's called Black Creek. It's the only facility we haven't h*t yet. Unfortunately, no one who's ever gone in has ever come out.
Clark: We need to get her back.
Oliver: The problem with that is both Dinah and A.C. went off the radar, looking for you. And you're kind of ... useless.
Clark: With or without my powers, I'm not gonna let my friend rot in a LuthorCorp prison.
Oliver: Neither am I.
Pilot: Sir?
Oliver: Change course. We're going to Montana.
Pilot: Yes, sir.
Regan: It's a shame that Lex couldn't be here to see this. The elusive band of t*rrorists finally in captivity.
Dinah: Lex was never able to find us. How did his bozo zookeeper get so lucky?
Regan: Luck has nothing to do with it, Miss Lance. I have a new secret w*apon. You weren't up there scouring the Arctic for Lex. You were searching for someone else. The Traveler.
A.C.: Who's that, some frequent flyer?
Regan: He's an alien. He knows what happened to Lex. Who is he?
A.C.: Look, the only reason we headed up to that winter wonderland was to find Lex.
Regan: You're lying through your gills, Mr. Curry. If you won't tell me what I want to know, I'm guessing your hooded ringleader will.
[ Crossbow snaps ]
Oliver: The way I jammed the security system, we've got 15 minutes max. Stay behind me.
Clark: No. We'll cover more ground if we split up.
Oliver: And what are you gonna do if you get caught, bite someone?
Clark: I'm not gonna argue with you. Chloe's in danger.
Oliver: Fine, Clark. You be the hero. Just know I might not be there to save you.
Lois: I can't believe this. One alarm-clock malfunction, and suddenly you're demoted and shipped to Deliverance territory.
[ Sighs ] What the hell are you doing here?
Clark: I ...
Man: You know him?
Lois: Yeah.
Clark: No.
Lois: He wishes he didn't know me. I thought I dropped you at your cell.
Man: We'll take him back.
Lois: And send me to the Sahara? One demotion this week is enough.
Man: I'll handle it.
Lois: [ Grunting ]
Lois: What are you doing here?
Clark: I heard they had good espresso.
Lois: You disappear for a month and come back with a sense of humor?
Clark: I've been tracking Chloe down. The question is how did you get here?
Lois: Feminine charm.
Clark: [ Scoffs ]
Lois: Yes, I do have some.
Clark: Great job protecting your short supply of it.
Lois: Why don't you give your stand-up a rest and do exactly what I tell you? That way, we can find Chloe and stay alive at the same time.
Ray: Sweet dreams?
Chloe: More like my worst nightmare. I've been hunting down innocent people for LuthorCorp. That's who you work for, isn't it?
[ Door opens ]
Regan: Reading up on you in Lex's files. I knew you had a healing power, but your turbo I.Q. ... Well, that was a pleasant surprise.
Chloe: I'm not gonna help you. So, I guess you're gonna have to k*ll me.
Regan: [ Chuckles ] You know, you come from a talented family. Your mom had a real gift for making people do anything against their will. Lex had the foresight to draw as much spinal fluid as we could from Moira Sullivan. Add in a few million in research, and we have ourselves a way of making people do what we need them to do. Now, I won't say it's perfect. It doesn't last long, but ... it'll get the job done.
Chloe: [ Straining ] Stay away from me.
[ Whoosh ]
Chloe: [ Grunts ]
Regan: Find the final three digits.
Chloe: 173.
[ Beeping ]
Female voice: Target position acquired.
Regan: How thoughtful of him to come to us.
[ Whoosh ]
[ Water dripping ]
Oliver: Well done, guys. Everybody okay?
Man: Freeze! Don't move!
[ Whoosh ]
Regan: Do whatever it takes to find out what happened to Lex Luthor.
Clark: Would you mind not pointing that thing at me?
Lois: God, Clark. I'm not aiming at you. What? I'm not. Besides, it's only your kneecap.
Clark: Well, that makes me feel a lot better.
Lois: Look, I know that you're nervous, Smallville, but you got to remember I grew up around Green Berets and Navy SEAL's, not cornstalks and Jersey cows. You stick with me, I'll protect you. You'll be fine.
Clark: Chloe.
Lois: Out of the way, Smallville.
[ g*n ]
Lois: Chloe!
Chloe: Lois! Lois, look behind you! Watch out!
Lois: [ Grunts ]
Chloe: Clark, where have you been?! I've been waiting for you.
Clark: I'm sorry. I got held up in a Russian work camp. I'm so glad you're okay.
Chloe: What happened to you? You're ...
Clark: Human. Turns out, when Jor-el said there was a way to control me ...
Chloe: He meant taking away your powers. How are we gonna get out of here?
Clark: Don't worry. Oliver's with me.
Chloe: Security's closing in on him. They already have Dinah and A.C.
Clark: Watch Lois.
Chloe: Clark, you have no way of defending yourself.
Clark: I'll be fine.
Clark: Oliver, there you are. I knew these guys couldn't touch you.
Oliver: Where's Lex?
Clark: Lex? I told you. I have no idea.
[ Arrow whooshes ]
Clark: Aah! Aaah!
Oliver: That was a warning, Clark. The next one goes straight through your heart. Answer me!
Clark: [ Grunting ]
Oliver: Where is he?!
Clark: [ Panting ] I don't know.
Oliver: Start talking, or the biography of Clark Kent comes to a sudden, tragic end!
Clark: Oliver ... you're not yourself.
Oliver: I'll do whatever it takes to find Lex.
Clark: I don't know!
[ Arrow whooshes ]
Clark: [ Breathing weakly ] [ Groaning ] Oh, god.
Oliver: Clark, come on! [ Voice breaking ] I'm so sorry. I ... Clark, please. Clark, can you hear me?
Chloe: Oh, no!
Oliver: Clark!
Chloe: I can save him.
Oliver: I couldn't stop myself.
Chloe: Oliver, move back. I can save him.
Clark: [ Weakly ] No..Chloe.
Chloe: It's gonna be okay.
Clark: No. No, don't heal me. [ Labored breathing ] [ Grunting ]
Chloe: It's not working. Clark?
Clark: [ Grunting ]
Lana: Hi.
[ Heartbeat pounding ]
J'onn: I'm here, Kal-el.
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ Heartbeat stops ]
Chloe: [ Crying ] Clark? [ Sniffles ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[Footsteps]
J'onn: How does it feel to be whole again?
[Pops]
Clark: [ Sighs ] I was dying. You saved me. You brought me to some white light.
J'onn: The healing effect of the sun brought you back from death. I promised Jor-el that I would only be a watchful guardian, but I could not stand by and let you die.
Clark: Well, you shouldn't have had to.
J'onn: Jor-el knew he was sending you on an impossible odyssey ... to be given the power of a God ... ... yet exist among humans.
Clark: Sometimes I feel like I need to be two separate people. Either way, I can't keep expecting you to save me.
J'onn: Well, that was the last time. The burning sun may strengthen you, but it has the opposite effect on me. It stripped me of my powers. And we both know ... that yours is a greater destiny. But with The Fortress destroyed, you'll have to do it without Jor-El's guidance.
Clark: Or anyone else's. When I was dying, I saw my dad. He was right there in front of me. I saw my mom and Lana. They were there, too. So close, it was like I could reach out and feel them. [ Sighs ] I've written eulogies. I've seen people walk away from me ... but I've never really said goodbye. I've been holding onto a life on this farm that hasn't existed for years.
J'onn: So, what are you gonna do?
Clark: Let it go. It's the only chance I have of finding a new one.
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ Footsteps approach ]
Woman: Ms. Mercer ... it suits you.
Tess: This desk belongs to Lex, and finding him is the only thing that matters right now. Am I clear?
Woman: Yes, ma'am. This was retrieved from the excavation site.
Tess: And the Montana facility ... ?
Woman: Completely dismantled. And the guests have been reassimilated.
Tess: Any word on Lex?
Woman: It's a footprint ... found in the Arctic. But it's not Mr. Luthor's.
Tess: That'll be all.
Chloe: What's happening to me?
[ Door opens ]
Chloe: Jimmy! Hey!
Jimmy: I've looked everywhere for you. I'm so sorry. I should never have let Lex get between us.
Chloe: No. It's in the past. Now, there's a little, um ... leftover business about a ring.
Jimmy: Please don't. All I want tonight is just to be with you.
Chloe: That's kind of a big diamond elephant in the room. Don't you think?
Jimmy: Okay. [ Exhales sharply ] I jumped the g*n in proposing to you, and I've had a lot of time to think about it. And, obviously, we're not in the same place. Let's just pretend it didn't happen.
Chloe: So, you're rescinding the offer?
Jimmy: No, I just ... [ Sighs ] ... I don't want an answer. I don't want things to change between us.
Chloe: Yes.
Jimmy: Great. Things will go back to the way they were.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] No, Jimmy ... yes. All that time alone in a cell, I realized that ... what I wanted in the past kept me from seeing what I have right now. And that's you. You're perfect.
Jimmy: I am so far from perfect.
Chloe: Which is perfect for me. Mm.
Oliver: Clark, good to be back from a little "R" and "R"?
Clark: Guess you had to pull your own weight for a while. Seriously, though, I owe you all my life. I don't know how to thank you.
Dinah: Well, you would have done the same thing for any one of us.
Arthur: And we can't take all the credit. I heard those are some pretty sweet aerodynamics your friend powered up back there.
Dinah: Yeah, where you been hiding that guy?
Clark: It's a long story, but I'm sure he'll be back one day.
Dinah: Well, unfortunately, we've still got a minor problem out there.
A.C.: Yeah, you're not the only one thawing out from a little freezer burn there, boy scout.
Clark: Lex.
Oliver: Yeah. We sorted through all the arctic tests, and there's no sign of any human remains.
Clark: We need to find him. He knows my secret.
Oliver: It's not gonna be as easy as you think. The new C.E.O. of LuthorCorp's even more deceptive than Lex ever was.
Dinah: And now that our masks have been ripped off, we're seriously hampered.
A.C.: We might as well be wearing name tags.
Clark: We need to split up.
Oliver: We? I'd be careful, Clark. Pretty soon, you'll be sporting a homemade costume and leading a double identity just like the rest of us.
Dinah: You might want to try something a little more form-fitting.
Oliver: We split up and cut off contact with each other. We lay low, find out what we can about Lex. Clark.
Clark: [ Chuckles ]
[ Chair creaking ]
Lois: [ Sighs ]
[ Creaking continues ]
Clark: Oh, I'm sorry. Is this bothering you?
Lois: The chair or you in it?
Clark: Lois, I, um ... I wanted to say I thought you did well out there. You really earned your stripes at your dad's boot camp.
Lois: Thanks. And as for you ... you actually surprised me ... I mean, for your first attempt at heroism.
Clark: [ Chuckles ]
[ Name plate clanks ]
Clark: I better get going. I'll see you bright and early Monday morning.
Lois: Whoa, whoa. Why Monday? What do you mean "bright and early"?
Clark: Lois, you're the one who gave me the application. You're looking at the newest recruit to the Daily Planet.
Lois: That's great. What made you change your mind?
Clark: I guess I wanted to be in the middle of the action.
Lois: Good for you. So, are you gonna be starting down in the mail room?
Clark: No. I'm gonna be a little closer to home. Looks like we're gonna be neighbors, Lane. [ Chuckles ]
Lois: You've got to be kidding me. [ Sighs ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x01 - Odyssey"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on September 25th, 2008
Regan: Who do you think you are?
Tess: Tess Mercer. I'm now the acting C.E.O. of LuthorCorp and all its subsidiaries.
Jimmy: Will you marry me?
Man: Don't move! Chloe Sullivan, you're under arrest.
Chloe: Jimmy, get Clark!
Oliver: Chloe Sullivan was never arrested by the Department of Domestic Security. She's at a research compound in Montana called Black Creek.
Woman: This was retrieved from the excavation site.
Tess: And the Montana facility?
Woman: Completely dismantled. And the guests have been re-assimilated.
Clark: I'm so glad you're okay.
Chloe: Jimmy ... yes.
Clark: I've been holding onto a life on this farm that hasn't existed for years. I'll see you bright and early Monday morning. You're looking at the newest recruit to the Daily Planet. Looks like we're gonna be neighbors, Lane.
Lois: [ Exhales sharply ]
Clark: [ Clears throat ]
Lois: Well, big points for punctuality, Smallville. But what's with the wardrobe malfunction?
Clark: What? This is a nice shirt.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] Human resources is gonna be down here any minute, and you do not want to meet them looking like ... the brawny lumberjack. Hold on.
Reporter: Hey! Personal space, Lane! Remember?
Lois: GQ here needs some roadside assistance. Let me borrow your spare. Come with me.
Clark: Don't tell me I have to wear a tie.
Lois: Always dress for success. No time for the men's room. Let's change in here.
Clark: Lois, a phone booth is not exactly pri ...
Lois: Burning daylight hours, Clark! Change! Lucky for you it's a slow news day and I was at my desk. Otherwise, you could have spent your entire career being nicknamed "farm boy" or "flannel man."
[ Sighs ]
Woman: Hey, Lois.
Lois: Trust me, the news game can be brutal. You do not want to b*mb on your first day. Hi.
Clark: So, how do I look?
Lois: Um ... good.
[ expl*si*n, glass shattering ]
[ Tires screech, car horn blares ]
[ Muffled indistinct shouting ]
Lois: So much for the slow news day. Clark?
[ Shouting continues ]
Girl: I'm in here!
Clark: Get out! Get out! Get out! Get away from the bus. Okay, come on.
[ Coughing ]
[ Sirens wailing ]
Tess: Guess this must be my stop.
[ Siren wailing]
Bette: [ Coughing ]
Chloe: Are you okay? Can somebody help us over here, please?! Over here! Hi.
Davis: Was she on the bus?
Chloe: I don't know.
Davis: I need you to, uh ... hold on to this for me.
Chloe: Okay.
Davis: What's your name?
Bette: Bette.
Davis: You inhaled a lot of smoke, Bette. We're gonna give you a little fresh air. Take slow, deep breaths. Try to stay calm, okay? I'm gonna check you over. Tell me if anything hurts.
Chloe: Just hang in there, Bette. It's okay.
Davis: You're doing great. You too.
Chloe: Thank god you heard me.
Davis: You were hard to miss. Look at me. Well, Bette, apart from breathing in all that smoke, you're gonna be okay. We should still get you to Met General just to be sure. You think you can make it to my rig? Okay. Can you grab my bag?
Chloe: Yeah, of course.
Davis: Thanks, uh ...
Chloe: Chloe.
Davis: Davis. You make a good wingman, Chloe ... or wingperson. Thank you for your help.
EMS: All right, straight to the hospital, okay?
Girl: [ Crying ]
Clark: You're gonna be okay. You'll be all right. Excuse me. Mind taking a look?
EMS: Yeah.
Clark: There was a woman with red hair. I helped her get out of the bus, and the paramedics took her. Do you know if she's all right?
EMS: A lot of people have been coming in and out, but the most seriously injured are at the hospital. You should try there.
Clark: Thank you.
Chloe: Hey. Clark.
Clark: Chloe? You all right?
Chloe: Yeah. I just got here. I just helped this girl that was on that bus. What happened?
Clark: Well, I heard there was a b*mb on the bus, but I haven't had a chance to check it out.
Chloe: Even a dress shirt can't hide the hero in you, huh, Clark? Heck of a first day at the office.
Clark: Well, that's why I'm there ... so I can be around to help more people. Working at the Daily Planet, I'll hear about every crisis as it happens. I just wish that you were there with me. You know, now that Lex isn't running things ...
Chloe: Yeah. I've spent almost my entire life praying to the gods of journalism. It might be kind of nice to try something new, you know? See how it feels.
Clark: Now you're ready for a change?
Chloe: Actually, uh ... there's pretty big changes.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Clark: Apparently the goddess of journalism is wondering where I am.
Chloe: With Lois on the case, it's gonna get harder to duck away to save the day.
Clark: If I could hide my secret from you, I think I can handle your cousin.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Huh. Good luck with that.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Chloe: I got to go. Uh, tell Lois that I said to take it easy on you.
Lois: Whoa, Clark. What happened? Are you okay?
Clark: Why? Were you worried about me?
Lois: Uh, no. I'm trying to chase down a lead on this story. I don't want to have to chase after you, too. Hey, did you happen to hear anything while you were out there making your ash angels?
Clark: Actually, I did ... the police think the b*mb misfired since there weren't any casualties.
Lois: Didn't feel like a misfire to me. All right. Who's your source?
Clark: I'm sorry, Lois. I didn't get a name. I was too busy ... you know, helping people?
Lois: Okay. Rule number one ... always know your source.
Clark: I understand. Look, if you're gonna teach a class on Lois Lane's rules of reporting, I think I'd rather read the cliff notes.
Man: Boss wants to see you ... now.
Lois: Okay, my first official meeting with our latest leader.
Man: Not you ... Kent.
Lois: Oh. Well, you're gonna want to clean yourself up. Uh, rule number two ... always make a good first impression and don't screw up with the boss.
Clark: I think that's two rules.
Lois: Whatever. Try not to get fired on your first day, okay?
Clark: [ Inhales deeply]
Man: Mr. Kent. Go right in.
Tess: Have a seat, Mr. Kent. Tess Mercer, acting C.E.O. of LuthorCorp.
Clark: You're my boss?
Tess: You weren't this shy when I was the damsel in distress, Kent. Don't tell me you're intimidated by a powerful woman.
Clark: No, I just ... I'm surprised to see you back at work so soon.
Tess: I have big shoes to fill. And the paramedics said that I was fine.
Clark: It's unusual, isn't it ... for the new C.E.O. of LuthorCorp to be taking the bus to work?
Tess: I'm going green. You know, doing what I can to save the planet. But, for the sake of the shareholders, let's keep that between ourselves, hmm? Seems we were destined to meet. I already had you on my to-do list today. Lex told me all about you.
Clark: Well, not much to tell, really.
Tess: Hmm. He said you have a thing for saving people? And after this morning, I'd say that's true. Ever since Lex's disappearance, I have used all of LuthorCorp's resources to find him.
Clark: Do you have any leads?
Tess: The world's a big place. I was hoping his good friend could tell me where to look.
Clark: The Lex Luthor that I knew disappeared years ago. It's been a long time since we were friends. I don't know what happened to him.
Tess: Fair enough. But if you do think of something, please give me a call. And, Clark ... you were extraordinary out there. Thank you for saving my life.
Clark: I saw how this job consumed Lex's life. I'd hate to see the same thing happen to yours.
Woman: Handsome.
Tess: And a liar. He's hiding something.
Woman: I'll have someone watch him.
Tess: No. I'll keep an eye on this one personally.
Chloe: Hi.
Bette: Hey. Doc says I'm okay, but I feel like I just threw down with a carton of cloves.
Chloe: Well, I figured you'd be hungry, so, unfortunately, it's meat-loaf Mondays, but I did score you some curly fries.
Bette: Are you kidding? Hot food's good any day of the week. Thanks.
Chloe: I, uh, I'm surprised your parents aren't ... here.
Bette: Look, it's really cool what you did for me and everything, but it doesn't mean I have to tell you my life story.
Chloe: I wasn't asking.
Bette: I haven't seen them in years. I'm kind of in-between homes right now.
Chloe: You know, why don't I grab you a soda to wash that down?
Davis: Hey.
Chloe: Davis. Hi.
Davis: How's she doing?
Chloe: Uh, she got a clean bill of health. But, um, I just found out that she's a street kid. So I was gonna drop her off at the city shelter tonight.
Davis: She's a 15-year-old girl, Chloe. You really think she's gonna be safe at the Metropolis shelter? Not too streetwise, are you?
Chloe: I was just trying to help. If you have any ideas, please, step up. Do something.
Davis: So, I hear that you need a place to stay?
Bette: Not really.
Davis: But if you did, I have a friend, and she runs a home, and it's pretty nice.
Bette: Is she some kind of religious nut? 'Cause I don't really roll with the holy.
Davis: It's not like that. She helps girls learn some skills, score a job. I can get you an application. Or ... you can forget it. It's your choice.
Chloe: Look, Bette, you can stay with me tonight if you need to.
Bette: You're nice, Chloe. Kind of like a girl scout. I don't want to be your latest merit badge.
Chloe: Okay. I'm gonna take my thin mints and head home. I thought you might want a safe place to stay tonight.
Bette: But would I still be a free agent?
Chloe: As long as you promise to think about Davis' offer.
Bette: Okay, I'm in.
Chloe: Great. Let's go.
Davis: [ Exhales sharply]
Clark: That new boss, she really came out of nowhere, huh?
Lois: You tell me. You're the one who just spent quality time with her.
Clark She just wanted to welcome me aboard.
Lois: Don't try to keep secrets from me, Clark. Tess Mercer is a pit bull in Prada. There's no way she'd roll out the welcome mat for a copyboy, no matter how charming his smile is.
Clark You think I have a charming smile?
Lois: I think you're about to lose some teeth if you don't tell me what she said.
Clark Lois, you sound like a jealous girlfriend.
Lois: Jealous. Of you? Please. That would be like Willie Mays being jealous of a batboy. Watch and learn. Hi. Lois Lane ... Daily Planet. Care to show me around?
Officer Derek: No press allowed.
Clark: Swing and a miss?
Lois: [ Chuckles ] I'm just getting started. Excuse me. Do you like baseball? Who's your favorite player? Because I can get you a signed photograph of anyone you want if you just do me this little favor.
Officer Derek: Sorry, ma'am. No one's allowed in.
Lois: What's your name, Officer?
Officer Derek: Officer Derek.
Man: You double check? It's got to be a mistake.
Other Man: No mistake, sir. We haven't found one shred of expl*sive material. No residue. There's no detonator. There's nothing. I'm telling you ... there was no b*mb on that bus.
Lois: Wake up, Smallville. Our cop's about as stiff as his starched uniform. Let's move on.
Clark: Lois, I just heard there was no b*mb.
Lois: That doesn't look like the engine overheating.
Clark: Look, we need to talk to somebody who was on the bus. Chloe called. She's helping a homeless girl who was there. Maybe you could ask her what she saw, and I'll track down the others.
Lois: Thing is, not so good with the kids. Why don't you take Little Orphan Annie and I'll do the rest?
Chloe: [Laughing] Bette! Thank you so much!
Bette: It's just a grilled cheese. No big. All this take-out, I thought you could use something home-cooked.
[Knock on door]
Chloe: It's okay. It's just, uh, my friend Clark. Don't worry about it. What's up?
Bette: W-wait, I remember you. You helped me get off the bus.
Clark: Yeah, I'm glad you're okay, Bette. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions? Did you see anything before the blast? Anything unusual? Anything strange?
Bette: What are you, like a cop or something?
Chloe: Clark, she's been through a lot today. What's going on?
Clark: The police say there's no evidence of a b*mb. I think someone with a meteor power may have caused the blast.
Bette: What's a meteor power?
Chloe: Uh, sometimes, people develop special abilities after being exposed to a certain type of meteor rock.
Bette: Tommy. A-another street kid. He told me he found this weird rock a couple days ago, and now whenever he gets angry, things heat up. I thought he was messing with me. We got into a fight today. He was being a jerk, so I ran onto the bus to get away from him.
Clark: Do you know where I can find him?
Bette: I know where he hangs. I think I can remember how to get there.
Chloe: Wait, Bette. This guy sounds dangerous. I don't think you should go.
Bette: Well, I'll wait in the car. I-I can point him out to you.
[ Door opens ]
Bette: He's over there, sitting down.
Clark: I saw him earlier. He was running away from the bus. Tommy! It's all right. I just want to talk.
Bette: Tommy, it's okay.
Clark: Stay here! Tommy! Tommy! Don't be afraid!
Tommy: Get away from me!
Bette: It'll be okay, Tommy. I promise.
Tommy: No! No! No, you're lying!
Clark: Just be calm, all right? There's no reason for anyone to get hurt.
Tommy: Get away from me!
Clark: Bette, stay back. It could be dangerous.
Tommy: How could you do this to me?! Just-just stay away from me, okay?!
Bette: Tommy!
Clark: He was scared, Lois. I don't think he meant to hurt anyone. He just couldn't control his powers.
Lois: He blew up a bus, Clark, almost k*lled a lot of people. I'd say this was textbook karma.
[ Click ]
Lois: Thanks.
Clark: Hey, you didn't tell me that you were recording that.
Lois: Don't get your tights in a twist, Smallville. I'll just refer to you as "sources say." Besides, if I'm gonna write "Tommy was a human b*mb," I need scientific proof.
Clark: We could check the autopsy report, see how much meteor rock was in his system.
Lois: The coroner won't release it if it's part of an ongoing investigation. But I bet we could find a copy lying around the hospital.
Clark: By "find, "I'm assuming you mean "steal."
Lois: Rule number three ... do whatever it takes to get the story. You really should be writing these down.
Clark: Lois, be careful. There's some lines you shouldn't cross.
Lois: The only line I'm worried about is a byline. And so should you, Clark. We're in this together.
Clark: You want to share a byline with me?
Lois: Oh, God, no. But I got you the obit.
Clark: Tommy's obituary?
Lois: Absolutely. You helped break the story, so you get to commemorate the kid in 10 lines or less.
Clark: [ Sighs ]
Lois: Don't be so squeamish. Most of us got started writing want ads. You know what ... there was a time when I would have k*lled for an obit. Are you coming?
Clark: [ Sighs ]
Chloe: Oh.
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ Glass clinking ]
Chloe: sh**t.
Davis: You know, if you just reach a little bit higher, you'd definitely need an ambulance.
Chloe: Guess I'm lucky there's a paramedic in the building.
Davis: Yeah, well, you asked me to bring over this application.
Davis: [ Clears throat ] Gimme. Oh, I did talk to my friend. And she says that there's a spot open at the home for Bette.
Chloe: That's great! Um ... she could really use some good news right now. Her day got even worse a little while ago, and she needed some space, so I came here.
Thank you.
Davis: At least she had a place to stay, thanks to you.
Chloe: [ Clears throat] Thanks.
Davis: !sis Foundation. So, what ... adopt a pyramid, save a sphinx, that kind of thing?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Cute. Uh, actually, it's more like a counseling center. I'm house-sitting for a friend of mine till she finds someone to take it over.
Davis: I'm surprised I haven't heard of it. The hospital sends out updates on all the mental-health facilities.
Chloe: Well ... she has very specific clients ... people with special skills that are sometimes a little dangerous.
Davis: What, you mean like ... meteor types? I drive an ambulance in Metropolis, Chloe. I've seen a lot of things ... at least enough to know that they could use the help. Have you ever thought about helping them?
Chloe: [ Laughing ] No, I don't ...
Davis: I saw you with Bette today. You cared enough to take her under your wing. That's rare. And think how hard it must be for these meteor people to find someone they can trust.
Chloe: But am I streetwise enough?
Davis: Okay, forget what I said earlier. I can come off a little strong.
Chloe: It's okay. At least now I understand where it comes from.
Davis: Understand how?
Chloe: Well, I Googled you.[ Chuckles ] And I read an interview that you gave about running away from foster homes as a kid.
Davis: You researched me?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ]
Davis: Well, you know, I always kind of wanted my own stalker.
Chloe: [ Laughing ] No. It isn't like that, Davis. It's just that ... no, really, I-I used to be a reporter, and so I have a serious ... curiosity complex.
Davis: Okay. Yeah.
Chloe: And I'm engaged. You're the first person I've told about that.
Davis: Well, um, congratulations. That's ... a very unique engagement ring.
Chloe: Uh, well, you know, it's the story behind the ring that really makes it special.
Davis: Hmm?
Chloe: I went away for a little while, and he never gave upon me.
Davis: Well, Chloe, I grew up hearing a lot of four-letter words, and "love" wasn't exactly one of them. If you found it, real love, hold on to it. And if anyone tells you that's a cliché, I'll personally kick their ass.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Insects chirping ]
[ Clock ticking ]
[ Footsteps approaching ]
[ Door opens ]
Tess: Did you find her?
Man: She's gone off the grid again.
Tess: Don't come back until you do. Is there something else?
Man: The girl's dangerous. You tried to approach her on the bus, and she blew it up. Mr. Luthor would have had us terminate the problem on-site.
Tess: I'm your boss no and since we've never worked together, I can't trust that you'll see this through to my satisfaction. Bring her here. I'll handle her. End of story.
[ Door closes ]
Clark: Lois, you can't just walk in and steal a file. It's a crime. You'll go to prison.
Lois: I have a plan, Clark.
Clark: Would you like to share it?' Cause I'm having doubts.
Lois: When in doubt ... charge it. City Hall ... 13th precinct ... 15th precinct ... Metropolis General.
[ Beep ]
Lois: If I could just get mileage points on these things, I'd see the world. Cover me, Smallville.
Clark: [ Sighs ]
Davis: Uh, you know, patients are on an entirely different floor.
Clark: You know, I thought I got off the elevator a little early. Wait. You're one of the rescue workers from the bus, right?
Davis: I thought I recognized you. For a guy without a uniform, you helped a lot of people.
Clark: Oh, I didn't do anything. I mean, you're the real hero. You help people for a living. I'm Clark Kent.
Davis: Davis Bloome. I met your fiancée. Clark, congratulations. She's a real catch.
Clark: I'm getting married?
Davis: Well, I thought that ... 'cause I saw you and Chloe together, and you seemed pretty close. When she said she was engaged ...
Clark: Chloe's engaged?
Davis: Oh, man. Okay, my brain's gone completely D.O.A. Clark, she said she hadn't told anyone yet. Do me a favor. Don't tell her I said anything.
Clark: I won't reveal my source.
Chloe: Hey, Bette! Davis, the paramedic we met on the street, came by with the paperwork. His friends want to meet you.
Bette: Change of plan, Chloe. I'm leaving Metropolis.
Chloe: Don't you think that you should read this first? I mean, this place sounds really great.
Bette: Maybe it is, but this city's gone sour ... like, way past its shelf life. I have to go.
Chloe: Look, I know what happened with Tommy was awful, but running away is not the answer. Besides, it's not safe out there for you by yourself.
Bette: You think the streets are dangerous? Try a locked door with someone else holding the key. No, thanks.
Chloe: They're not gonna you in. Look, tell you what ... I'll call them for you.
Bette: Chloe, stop. I don't need a den mother, and I won't go see those people.
Chloe: Then they'll come here to see you.
Bette: You're not listening to me!
Chloe: I'm just trying to help you, Bette.
Bette: I wish you hadn't made me do that.
Lois: There's nothing in here about a meteor infection.
Clark: Here. Let me take a look.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Knock yourself out.
Clark: I'm not sure we're on the right track, Lois. Tommy's death seems suspicious.
Lois: Of course it's suspicious. The guy blew himself up just by rubbing his hands together or wrinkling his nose or whatever he did.
Clark: They didn't find any meteor rock in his system, but they did find metal shrapnel from the barrels. Lois, if Tommy's responsible for the blast, then the barrels would have blown away from him, not into him, right?
Lois: Don't clear his name just yet, Sherlock. That kid was dangerous, a real live wire. Check his rap sheet at the back.
Clark: Armed robbery, B&E, and carjacking.
Lois: Basically, that firecracker was a major menace to Metropolis.
Clark: But there's no mention of expl*sives in any of these crimes, Lois. If you were a criminal with these abilities, wouldn't you use them?
Lois: Well, if Tommy didn't k*ll himself, then who did?
Clark: Bette claimed that Tommy blew up the bus. But she was there for both of the blasts.
Lois: Oh, my god. My cousin's babysitting Psycho Spice.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Clark, what if ... oh, come on.
Chloe: Believe me, I understand. It can be tough to control your powers when you're angry or afraid ... like on the bus or ... with Tommy.
Bette: Those weren't accidents! I knew what I was doing! There are some bad people chasing me. They cornered me on the bus. I had to fight back.
Chloe: So you set up Tommy to take the blame? Bette ... you k*lled him.
Bette: He helped them find me. Three years ago, some corporate types locked me in their private prison. It was a nightmare. They ran tests on me every day. Last week, something happened, and we were all let go. They tagged us on the way out. I ran before they could do it to me.
Chloe: This place ... were there lots of people there with powers?
Bette: Yeah. I told Tommy all about it. And you know what he did? He sold me out. He led them straight to me. He got what he deserved.
Chloe: The prison was in Montana, wasn't it? Black Creek?
Bette: How did you know that?
Chloe: Because I was there. I had a meteor power, too. I could heal people. I know how awful it was there.
Bette: Then you know I had to do whatever it took to get away. They had me backed into a corner.
Chloe: No matter what they do to you, Bette, you don't k*ll people.
Bette: Sometimes I don't have a choice! Chloe, I'm sorry, but I can't risk you turning on me, too. Goodbye, Chloe!
Chloe: [ Gasps ]
Clark: No!
Chloe: [ Panting ] Clark.
Bette: [ Panting ] Stay away from me! I'll hurt you!
Clark: No. You won't.
Bette: You're not afraid of me?
Clark: No. I just want to help you.
Bette: After everything I've done, why would you want to help a monster like me?
Clark: Because you're not a monster. You've just been led down the wrong path.
Bette: Whenever people find out about me, they get afraid and they try to hurt me. So I have to lie. I have to hide what I am.
Clark: You don't have to anymore. Not from me. We all have something we think we need to hide. It's hard. But it does get better.
[ Siren wailing ]
Clark: It's a good thing you called Lois and told her you were okay. She was about to call out the National Guard.
Chloe: Bette almost k*lled me, Clark.
Clark: Chloe, there's no way you could have known how dangerous she was. Her power was hidden. Some sort of high-frequency energy blast? She fooled everyone.
Chloe: That's because she didn't trust anyone. I mean, I was only in that cell for a few weeks. I can't imagine being in there for three years.
Clark: Hopefully, she'll find the help she needs at Belle Reve.
Chloe: Yeah, I seriously doubt that being locked away in another cell is gonna do any good.
Clark: Do you think if you knew her sooner, you could have helped her deal with her power? Chloe, sometimes people who need help the most are the ones who push it away the hardest.
Chloe: Which is why someone should be talking to them from day one.
Clark: Looking for this? I found it downstairs. You must have lost it when Bette was chasing you. Is there anything you want to tell me?
Chloe: I was ... on my over here this morning to tell you, but ... how did you find out? Did Jimmy call you?
Clark: Well, it's rule number ... 11 ... always protect your source.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ]
Clark: But I would like the whole story. How long have you been engaged?
Chloe: A week. I said "yes" the night I came back from Montana.
Clark: You could have called ... any time.
Chloe: It's just that ... we've been friends for such a long time.
Clark: We're more than just friends, Chloe.
Chloe: When Jimmy and I get married, things will probably change ... between us, I mean. And I don't know if I'm ready for that just yet. Are you?
Clark: I know that your happiness is one of the most important things in the world to me ... and that you and Jimmy will have a wonderful life together. Don't worry about anything else.
Tess: Hello, Bette.
Bette: You should have died on that bus.
Tess: The last time we met, things did get a little fiery. Lucky for me, I ducked. So, they're taking you to Belle Reve. I'm sure after a few years of good behavior, they'll let you see the sun again. Or you could come with me.
Bette: I'd rather be a prisoner there than your lab rat in Montana. Go push your cheese somewhere else.
Tess: I didn't build that place, Bette. And after I heard about all the terrible things happening there, I closed it down. I tried to tell you.
Bette: If you shut down the Thunderdome, then why are you still coming after me?
Tess: Because you're a very powerful person. And I think it's about time the world started treating you accordingly. Don't you?
Bette: Listening.
Tess: I want to introduce you ... to some people like you. A sort of team. But only if you want.
Bette: A team? Take a look at my file, lady. I don't play well with others.
Tess: I think once you meet everyone, you may finally feel like you fit in. I remember what it was like to be your age ... alone ... angry ... trapped. The injustice of it all. I can help, Bette.
Bette: A team is only as good as its weakest link. And look what happened to me on the bus. Why scout out somebody who's just gonna choke on their own smoke?
Tess: Don't be so hard on yourself. We'll make a hero out of you yet.
Lois: Looking good, Smallville. Clothes make the man who helped me make the front page. Wow. Try to hold back the journalistic fervor.
Clark: I'm glad you got your story, Lois, but it took a few more turns than I would have liked.
Lois: So did you, Houdini. You're there one minute, gone the next. We were standing next to an elevator. I don't know why you had to take the stairs.
Clark: Well, I'm sorry that you can't keep up. The important thing is that Chloe figured it out on her own and she's okay.
Lois: Yeah, tell me about it. If she hadn't defused Little Miss Land Mine, we'd be fitting her for a coffin instead of a wedding dress.
Clark: When did you hear about the wedding?
Lois: She just called. I can't believe my cousin is getting married. To Jimmy Olsen.
Clark: They're in love, Lois. You should be happy for them.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] Well, at least the rest of us have work. Here. I finished proofing the obit.
Clark: Wow, Lois. Don't hold anything back.
Lois: Those aren't notes of discouragement. They're notes of encouragement. You've got talent, Smallville.
Clark: What?
Lois: Look, when I first started out at The Inquisitor, all I cared about was getting the best stories on the front page.
Clark: Well, it seems like a dream come true.
Lois: Sure, but sitting here now with you, I think I'm more proud that we uncovered the truth than I am over having a headline. Thanks for helping me break the story, Clark. Keep up the good work. You've got a long career ahead of you at the Daily Planet.
[ Dialing ]
[ Ringing ]
[ Clicks ]
Davis: Hey, this is Davis. Leave me your story. I'll call you back.
[ Beep ]
Chloe: Hi, Davis. It's Chloe Sullivan. I, uh, I just wanted to call and say thanks for helping out with Bette. It's too bad that that didn't, uh, work out. But I also wanted to let you know that I've decided to reopen the !sis Foundation, and a few things that you said helped me make that decision. So ... thanks.
[ Chuckles ] Okay, well ... stay safe out there. Take care.
[ Siren wailing ]
Davis: [ Breathing erratically ] Aah! | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x02 - Plastique"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 2nd, 2008
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Chloe: So, it turns out global warming's just another excuse to take your clothes off.
Clark: I know what it looks like, but Oliver claims they raise a ton of money at this thing.
Chloe: [ Chuckling ] Yeah, at 500 bucks a plate, I'll bet. I'm just glad you've got your press pass. Although, as much as I love the one-on-one time, I got to say I'm actually surprised Lois unattached you from her hip.
Clark: What do you mean? Lois and I aren't always together.
Chloe: Clark, you see her more than I see Jimmy, and we're engaged.
Clark: What are you trying to say?
Chloe: Never mind. I guess I just always thought that I would be the one circling your typos.
Clark: Lois doesn't circle typos. She underlines them two or three times. And she couldn't skip out early. In typical Lois fashion, she's already on Tess' bad side.
Chloe: Tess. That's assuming that the Luthor wannabe has a good side.
Clark: I know she's a die-hard Lex supporter. But up until this point, she's been civil.
Chloe: Uh-huh. And I'm sure the flowing hair and piercing green eyes didn't sway you at all.
Clark: It doesn't change the fact that Lex knows my secret. And if she truly is following in Lex's footsteps, then she may not be far behind.
Chloe: You're right. And if Lex chose her to carry on his legacy, she must be handled with extreme caution.
Reporters: Hey, Oliver, over here! Over here, Oliver! Look over here! Mr. Queen, over here. Oliver, over here! Over here, Oliver!
[ Camera shutter clicking]
Reporters: Oliver, right here! Right here!
Chloe: Looks like Ollie's party started in the limo.
Clark: No. He'd never show up drunk.
[ Camera shutters clicking ]
Clark: Excuse me. Excuse me. Oliver, come on. Stand up.
Chloe: Hey, back off! Back off!
Oliver: I'm fine.
Clark: I know you're not drunk.
[ Breathing heavily ]
Clark: Come on, let's get you to a hospital.
Oliver: No, Clark! No hospital, please.
Clark: Oliver, what's happened to you?
Oliver: Poison. I have 12 hours to live.
Clark: Chloe, he's getting worse. If it's poison, we need to get him to a hospital.
Chloe: Davis is on his way.
Clark: He needs a doctor, Chloe.
Chloe: Clark, if Oliver said he wants to avoid all MDs and hospitals, I'm sure has a really good reason.
Clark: I'm not gonna stand here and watch my friend die!
Chloe: Clark, do you think this is easy for me? I know Oliver, too. I've worked side by side with him. And when he says to do something, it's always for a reason.
Clark: But this time it's different! His life's at stake!
Chloe: Clark, if you were lying on that couch, I would do whatever you asked, down to the letter. I wouldn't hesitate. Now trust him.
Clark: I'm gonna check his phone, see if I can find the number of the girl he was with tonight.
Chloe: Thank god. Davis.
Davis: He is a lot worse than you said he was, Chloe.
Chloe: We think he may have been poisoned.
Clark: Can you help him?
Davis: Uh ... his pulse is racing ... and he's burning up. He's s*ab, so I can set him up with a heart monitor, take his blood to the lab, but if things don't look better in one hour, I got to bring him in.
Chloe: I know you're risking your job to do this, but you can trust me.
Davis: [ Sighs ] Watch him. If anything changes, call. I'll get the monitor.
Clark: His date's name is Adrianna. It showed up in the calendar.
Chloe: And she didn't call after he disappeared from the event?
Clark: No, and she won't pick up, either. I'm gonna go to the bar and see if she's still there.
Chloe: Let's hope for Oliver's sake that she knows something. [ Sighs ]
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Lois: Latest dish with a side order of spell check, "Grisly m*rder Down on Hampton."
Tess: Lois Lane. I haven't fired you yet?
Lois: Guess you're too busy printing my stories. What's with the Oliver Queen collage?
Tess: I figured the news had trickled down to the basement by now. You know, for a renowned party boy, Queen doesn't know how to hold his liquor.
Lois: Unbelievable. Metropolis may have its very own Jack the Ripper, and you're preoccupied with smearing a humanitarian. Do you even know Oliver Queen?
Tess: Not like you do. Come on. You can't tell me you don't get a twinge of pleasure seeing your ex take a public nosedive.
Lois: Look, he's a good person who stands up against corruption and social injustice.
Tess: Wow. I was gonna offer you the story. But after that bleeding-heart testimonial, you're obviously not objective enough to uncover the rest of it.
Lois: Well, it's not exactly a news flash. You drink, you get drunk.
Tess: When someone leaves a club fall-down drunk, the story only gets better. I need someone to get to the bottom of this without suffering from an emotional meltdown.
Lois: Please. You know, you need to read your gossip column. Oliver and I were through a long time ago. I'll take the story.
Tess: Okay.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Cellphone dialing ]
[ Ringing ]
[ Cellphone ringing ]
[ Ringing continues ]
Clark: What happened to her?
Police Officer: Someone found her passed out in the bathroom, O.D.'d on something or other.
Clark: Did she say anything?
Police Officer: She's barely breathing. Lucky if she makes it to the hospital alive.
Chloe: Come on, Oliver. Whatever's going on inside you, you can b*at it.
Oliver: [ Coughs ] [ Grunts ] Hello! Can anyone hear me?!
[ Insects chirping ]
Oliver: [ Groans ] All right. Here's the deal. Normally, I don't eat anything with more than 99 legs on it, but I haven't eaten for days. Kind of a bummer for both of us, right? [ Sighs ] Okay, you win. Go.
[ Hog snorting ]
[ Hog grunting ]
[ Engine rumbling ]
[ Heart beating ]
[ Thud ]
[ Knock on door ]
Lois: Hey, have you seen Ollie? Apparently he's boozed his way into a ... Whoa, who's he been partying with, Motley Crüe?
Chloe: Lois, it's not what you think.
Lois: Find me a 24-hour market. I need a sports drink, as much vitamin B as you can get your hands on, and one dill pickle. Let's go! Tick tock!
Chloe: He's not hung over, Lois.
Lois: What's going on?
Chloe: Clark's trying to figure it out, but we do know that it's serious. He's been poisoned.
Lois: Oh, my God. Ollie? It's Lois. Hey. What's he doing here? He needs a real doctor.
Chloe: He specifically said no hospitals.
Lois: Well, I'm actually conscious, and I'm saying he needs one.
Chloe: Lois, I know what it looks like, okay? But right now, Oliver needs people he can trust, and this is what he wanted.
Lois: You're right. I know Ollie better than anyone, and if he said no hospitals ... [ Sighs ] ... Then I guess we have to take his word for it.
Oliver: Mercy.
Lois: Ollie? What are you saying?
Oliver: Mercy.
Lois: Hey. Can you hear me?
Tess: Can you hear me?
[ Insects chirping ]
Oliver: Ohh. Get these things off me.
Tess: Shh!
Oliver: I hate leeches.
Tess: Stay down. We can't take them off yet.
Oliver: [ Exhales sharply ] What the Hell happened? What is this?
Tess: You need your rest.
Oliver: What's going on here? What is this?
Tess: I'm Tess. I promised them that I could save you.
Oliver: With leeches.
Tess: They produce a curing enzyme. You were poisoned by a very highly toxic plant.
Oliver: It's not that I don't appreciate the sentiment.
Tess: I know it sounds crazy, but I'm a marine biologist. We study this stuff. Without this enzyme, you'd be d*ad in 12 hours. A hospital would have misdiagnosed you, pumped you full of adrenaline, and k*lled you instantly. I guess ... you're lucky.
Oliver: And that g*n at the door ... should I feel lucky about that, too?
Tess: My friend and I ... We've been kidnapped.
[ Siren wails ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Clark: Davis. I'm looking for Oliver's date.
She was just admitted.
Davis: I'm bringing Oliver in.
Clark: Look, we just need a little more time.
Davis: We couldn't identify what the poison was, but we think it was something that they drank in the limo on the way to the fundraiser.
Clark: Adrianna's a victim, too?
Davis: Was a victim. She's fine now. We treated her with adrenaline, and her stats evened out.
Clark: But 10 minutes ago, she was dying.
Davis: Modern medicine, Clark. That girl's living proof that Oliver's too sick to know what he's talking about.
[ Alarm beeping ]
Davis: Code blue! Get a doctor. Her pupils are completely dilated. And her fever's through the roof. We need 40 cc of nitro ... now! Now!
[ Inhales sharply ]
Davis: She's going into shock. Stay with us.
[ Flatline ]
[ Bell tolls ]
Oliver: It's not quite the scenario I pictured if I ever ran into a woman on this island.
Tess: Just be glad that it worked.
Oliver: What did they do to you?
Tess: We were in Fiji doing marine research. And this speedboat came out of nowhere. And it att*cked us.
[ Inhales sharply ] They k*lled everyone. They k*lled our guide, three of my classmates.
Oliver: Well, how many are there?
Tess: There's the one at the door, and there's a guy named Marcos. They were on their way to Thailand when the boat started taking water, so they stopped here to fix it.
Oliver: How's your friend?
Tess: She'll be okay. We'll all be okay. We just have to get out of here.
Marcos: So, how's our golden goose? Oh. You don't think I know who you are? Oliver Queen?
Oliver: No idea what you're talking about.
Marcos: You're famous! Everyone knows you're that rich brat who took off with his friends on a yacht and partied his way into a shipwreck. And lucky for us, not all of you were shark bait.
Whoa!
Oliver: [ Exhales sharply ] Just let them go, huh?
Marcos: I have a different idea.
Tess: [ Screams ] Megan!
Marcos: We'll ransom him for millions.
Oliver: No! No! No! No! If you k*ll her, you're gonna have to k*ll me first.
Man: You're not gonna die for her.
Oliver: I have been stuck on this godforsaken island for two years! So I figure if I die ... at least I die for something.
Marcos: [ Grunts ] The boat's almost done. Then we're out of here.
Lois: [ Exhales sharply ] Look at us, the noble couple. I let you go. In return, you were supposed to save the world. This, Ollie ... this isn't saving the world, is it? This is you backing out on your end of the deal. You know, maybe ... maybe we had it wrong. Maybe our ... ... story ends and neither of us are heroes. Because you're not the only one who couldn't hold up his end of the deal. The truth is ... ... sometimes I wonder if I should have ever let you go.
Clark: Lois? How's he doing?
Chloe: Clark, can I talk to you for a second?
Clark: The hospital couldn't identify the poison.
Chloe: That's because the profile doesn't match any public database.
Clark: But how are we supposed to find an antidote to a poison that doesn't have a name?
Chloe: Name it ourselves. The cyanobateria in Oliver's blood shares a similar molecular makeup to the chloroplast found in a flower of the nerium genus. Here. Now, there's only one species of nerium, oleander, but that doesn't exactly narrow things down.
Clark: Chloe.
Chloe: However, the high concentration of cardioglycoside rules out several subspecies, orienting us in the South Pacific. Why are you looking at me like that?
Clark: You mean like I'm at a Met U lecture? Chloe, you're the smartest person I know by a long sh*t, but since when can you trace a few chemicals from an obscure flower?
Chloe: It's no big deal. I'm just expanding my knowledge base.
Clark: You're getting smarter.
Chloe: I don't have time to discuss this with you right now.
[ Keys clacking ]
Clark: What is all this, Chloe?
Chloe: Thanks to Lex's obsession with toxins and viruses, LuthorCorp has the most comprehensive collection of organic material on the planet.
[ Keys clacking ]
Clark: You're reading all this, aren't you?
Chloe: There it is. If LuthorCorp has this flower, then they have the antidote.
[ Printer whirring ]
Clark: Listen Chloe, as much as I appreciate whatever it is you just did here, this is all because of Brainiac, isn't it?
Chloe: All right, I admit it. After he att*cked me, my hacking skills went from analog to digital. And whether I like it or not, I can read and process data at lightning-fast speed. Now, I know that right now you are making a list in your head of all the possible ways this could be your fault, but please don't.
Clark: If this is because of Brainiac, then we don't know what can happen.
Chloe: Exactly! No one knows. So let's not worry about it until we have to. Clark, this is my life. And for once, something good came from something horrible. I'm choosing to look at this as a gift, one that could help us save Oliver's life. Now trust me.
[ Printout rustles ]
Chloe: I think it's time to call in a favor with your new boss.
Tess: It does bring out your eyes. That tie.
Clark: I was wondering if you could help me with something. A friend of mine has been poisoned. The doctors can't help him, but I think LuthorCorp owns the lab that makes the antidote.
Tess: Believe me, my heart goes out to your friend. But I don't have some secret stash of toxins or antidotes.
Clark: There must be something you can do. Lex never abandons a project.
Tess: He doesn't, does he? I'm still catching up on the ones he's named after constellations. But if this lab exists, I don't know about it.
Clark: Look, Miss Mercer, I realize that you're my boss and that your job requires a certain level of secrecy ... but the antidote to this plant could save my friend's life.
Tess: Who exactly is your friend?
Clark: His name is Oliver Queen. He doesn't have much time to live.
Tess: I'm not gonna stand here and lie to you, Clark. But I can't help you, either. The lab was relocated to Campo Grande, Brazil. Even if I made a call, we'd never get the antidote here in time.
Davis: You must be Lois.
Lois: You must be the one who's actually qualified to do this.
Davis: He's dying. I'm sorry.
Lois: Here is what's gonna happen, Dimples. You are going to reach into that handy little tackle box of yours and pull us out a miracle. Oliver Queen does not die today.
Davis: The best I can do is keep him alive a few minutes longer.
Lois: Then do it.
[ Insects chirping ]
Tess: [ Sniffles ]
Oliver: Hey.
Tess: I gave this bracelet to Megan for her birthday. She was my best friend. [ Sniffles ] She was joking around when she said that she'd wear it till the day that she died.
Oliver: Okay, easy, easy. Shh. There you go.
Tess: [ Sobbing ]
Oliver: Shh, shh, shh. Come here.
Oliver: I'm so sorry.
Tess: What are you doing? They'll k*ll us.
Oliver: I swore that if I ever made it off this island, I'd change. I wouldn't waste my life. That starts now.
Man: [whistles ] Let's go!
Man: Boat's ready. Let's go.
Morgan: Hurry up.
Oliver: Careful. That flower's poisonous.
Morgan: [ Groaning ] You're not gonna leave me here to die.
Oliver: You want to live? You crawl down to the leech pond. Make some new friends. Are you ready to go home?
[ Monitor beeps ]
Lois: Just h*t 106! He's on f*re!
Davis: It's just like Adrianna. We need more ice and towels.
Lois: In the back. Come on, Ollie. Hold on. Come on.
[ Monitor beeps rapidly]
Lois: He can't take much more of this!
[ Flatline ]
Davis: Out of the way. Lois, I need you to breathe for me. Breathe.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Come on, Ollie, stay with me. Clark, he's dying.
Clark: Use it.
Oliver: [Groans]
Davis: I don't get it. This ... antidote doesn't exist.
Clark: Queen Industries. They have a lab nearby.
Oliver: Mercy. You have to go find Mercy.
Clark: What?
Oliver: Tess Mercer. Clark, please. Whoever did this to me, they're gonna go after her next.
Clark: You know Tess?
Oliver: There's no time, Clark!
Clark: She's working late. She's at the Daily Planet.
Tess: [ Exhales sharply ] Damn it. [ Gasps ]
Morgan: Miss me? [ Grunts ] You left me on that island to die. You're not an easy person to track down, are you? There's that scared little girl I remember. You haven't changed a bit.
Tess: I think you'd be surprised.
Morgan: [ Grunts ]
Tess: I meant to write you a postcard to say "thank you."
Morgan: Aah!
Tess: You were one of the men in my life that taught me how to fight back.
Morgan: [ Grunts ]
Tess: [ Coughs ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Oliver: Really?
Tess: Whatever happened to the party boy hanging up his beer bong so that he could do good for the world?
Oliver: Well, I'm not the guy in that article anymore.
Tess: Of course you're not. You're Oliver Queen, world-famous Samaritan. And I was his first save.
Oliver: Excuse me, you, um ... You know you were much more than that.
Tess: I'm glad you're okay, Oliver. After all, I need the chief of Queen Industries alive and well if LuthorCorp is gonna keep its competitive edge.
Oliver: I'm happy to help. This is great. A few pay grades up from your days studying jellyfish and protesting whaler ships, huh?
Tess: You're not the first person to wonder how I arrived at the helm of the Luthor dynasty.
Oliver: Well, what's to wonder? You play to win. I found out how ruthless you were long time ago.
Tess: After what you did to me, did you really expect me to just sit around and eat ice cream?
Oliver: No. You'd rather work for my greatest enemy, and then, just when I think the Kn*fe can't twist any farther, you take over his entire company.
Tess: Oh, so that's what you do when you're not writing checks and grinning for the cameras. You sit around pondering ways that I've dedicated my life to your downfall. I'm sorry to break it to you, Oliver, but everything I did, I did for me.
Oliver: Well, then I guess our past is behind us.
Tess: It has been since the day that you said goodbye. Oh, wait. You never actually did, did you?
Oliver: Is that why you called me here? Hmm? Because it's on the tip of my tongue.
Tess: No. I called you to give you this. I realize that Lionel Luthor is d*ad and buried, but maybe this will help you sleep at night.
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Hey, thanks, Smallville. Starting to get the hang of things around here.
Clark: That was ... I spoke to Chloe. She said you didn't come home last night.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] So not what you're thinking. I may have played nurse with Oliver, but it never progressed to doctor. I've been working here all night.
Clark: "Kitten-adoption fair this Sunday"? You gave up your article on Oliver for this? Doesn't sound like you, Lois. Is it possible you're more shaken up about last night than you realize?
Lois: You think? I was practically a three-sh*t martini.
Clark: Yeah, but it doesn't mean you have to bury your emotions in your work.
Lois: This will be the most heartbreaking kitten-adoption story you've ever read. What am I doing? Ollie and I are through.
Clark: Maybe, but just because your relationship's over doesn't mean the feelings go away. I'd be lying if I said I didn't watch the goodbye tape that Lana sent me more than once.
Lois: Well, I'd rather avoid a ride on the Clark-and-Lana roller coaster. No offense.
Clark: It's okay.
Lois: I've got a delicate enough ego as it is. I am not cut out to date a guy with a hero complex. I mean, you were there. You saw him at the fundraiser. He's practically an icon, "The Man of Tomorrow," and I'm just Lois Lane, the girl who writes about it.
Clark: Lois, there's nothing wrong with that.
Lois: Right. So, when the occasional feelings flare up, you just got to trust your gut, as hard as it is, and realize that you broke up for a reason.
Clark: Exactly.
Lois: [ Sighs ] That one's on the house, Smallville. You should know, I'm allergic to cats. Get to work. Chop-chop.
[ Footsteps ]
Chloe: I thought I closed those.
Davis: I'm sorry. They were open.
Chloe: What are you doing here?
Davis: Uh, well, I was, uh, checking in on Oliver. It was a hell of a close call last night. He's got a pretty great crew of friends.
Chloe: Renegade paramedic included.
Davis: You must have done pretty well on your S.A.T.s. I thought you said you studied journalism.
Chloe: Well, yeah, journalism, and then there were the core classes and some, you know, electives and stuff.
Davis: Level with me, Chloe. Are you some kind of genius? I'm embarrassing you.
Chloe: There's a reason I like to try and keep the doors closed.
Davis: You know, there's nothing wrong with being smart.
Chloe: When the seating chart at your wedding looks more like a Euclidean algorithm than a dining hall, you know you've got something seriously wrong.
[ Drawer slams ]
Davis: And the guy next to you on that seating chart, what does he think about all this?
He doesn't know.
Chloe: Well, it's all sort of just happening, which is why I would really prefer it if we could keep it between us.
Davis: Look, Chloe, I think that, in some weird way, we all have some part of us that we hold underneath the surface. Even I do.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ]
Oliver: So, I hear I'm not the only one in town who owes you a drink. Tess Mercer's attacker was arrested last night.
Clark: Why didn't you tell me you knew Tess Mercer before?
Oliver: It was in the past. Not exactly proud of the way things turned out.
Clark: Doesn't change the fact that she knew the guy who tried to k*ll you.
Oliver: Yeah, well, it makes sense to me. The guy came after me. Then he's gonna go after her. She's the other captain of industry in town, so ...
Clark: Oliver, with all that poison in your system, are you sure adding more is the best idea right now?
Oliver: Yeah, Clark, why don't you stick to your milkshakes, huh? I'll know when I've had enough. Lionel Luthor k*lled my parents.
Clark: You figured that out from flight records? I mean, it was a plane crash.
Oliver: Yeah, it was a plane crash, and according to that, there were LuthorCorp employees on the maintenance lot.
Clark: And you think Lionel paid them to sabotage the plane?
Oliver: Did you know about this? You were the son Lionel never had. The guy knew everything about you, right? So don't stand there and tell me that you didn't know a couple of his dirty little secrets.
Clark: Look, Oliver, I was afraid that you'd do something you'd regret.
Oliver: "Something I regret." Like what, Clark? You thought I was gonna k*ll him? Is that it? I wouldn't have k*lled him! I survived for two years on an island by myself, Clark! When it wasn't pouring rain, it was blistering sun! There were mosquitoes that ate me alive! It's okay, because you know what? It made me strong. You may be invincible, but you are not fearless, are you? You're afraid to trust your friends, and you're afraid to face who you were really meant to be. You're afraid of everything. Maybe you haven't been put to the test yet. Maybe your island's still out there, Clark.
Morgan: Take me to the airport.
Taxi Driver: Right.
Morgan: What the hell ... You.
Tess: Who do you think paid your bail?
Morgan: [ Gasping ]
Tess: Jail's too good for you. I think he's having a heart att*ck. You might want to take him to the hospital.
Taxi Driver: What am I, an ambulance?
Tess: They'll know what to do with him.
[ Engine turns over ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x03 - Toxic"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 9th, 2008
Tess: You know, Lex Luthor may have been wowed by your high-tech smoke and mirrors, Dr. Gruel, but I've come to expect more hard-core evidence from boys and their toys.
Dr. Gruel: So far, my toys have provided a breakthrough: identifying the crystal's origin.
Tess: Prove to me I wasn't wrong spending weeks to lure one of Lex's top scientists out of hiding.
Dr. Gruel: After an exhaustive battery of tests, we discovered that the crystal's composition doesn't match any element on this planet. It appears to be some kind of computer hard drive. We believe it may be alien.
Tess: You can't be serious.
Dr. Gruel: I know that's hard to accept, but that's what the facts support.
Tess: No, the facts are, Lex disappeared in an arctic wasteland here on earth. He's not lost in space. This crystal is the only clue that we have, so stick to science, not science fiction, and find me Lex Luthor.
Dr. Gruel: Preliminary findings suggest that the crystal responds at a molecular level to sonic vibrations. If you allow me to proceed, this frequency generator may be the key to telling you what you want to know.
Tess: For your sake, I hope it is.
[ Machine whirring ]
Tess: What just happened?
Man: Look, Matt. I know the stock is crap. But it's pump-and-dump time, my man. So hype it, sell it, and make me a profit, or you're d*ad to me.
[ Electricity buzzing ]
Man: Hello? Hello?
Maxima: I came when I saw your Kryptonian beacon.
Man: Yeah. Whatever you say.
Maxima: I'm Maxima, Queen of Almerac.
[ Breathes heavily ]
Maxima: I've been searching for you.
Man: Well, here I am, baby.
Man: [ Breathes heavily ] Whoa. Wow, what a rush. What'd you give me?
Maxima: A taste of things to come.
[ Both breathing heavily ]
[ Gasping ]
Maxima: You lied to me. You're not Kryptonian.
Man: What's happening?!
Maxima: You're dying because you're not the one I came for.
[ Chokes ]
Maxima: But I will find him.
[ Shelby whimpering ]
Clark: Ready for some breakfast, boy? You know, I still can't get used to it just being you and me around here.
[ Whimpers ]
[ Whimpers ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
Clark: Hello?
Lois: I need you, Smallville ... I just got to The Planet, and I'm already having the workday from Hell. What's your E.T.A.?
Clark: I'm flying into the building right now. I'll be there in a second.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Whimpers ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Here you go. Go ahead. Come on.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Hey, I thought you said you were coming in for a landing. What happened to you ... run into some turbulence?
Clark: According to the clock, I'm still two minutes early. Now, what's the hurry?
Lois: Well, I need you to take on some of my workload. This is my second quart of java, and I'm still not f*ring on all eight cylinders.
Clark: Rough night of sleep last night?
Lois: More like no night of sleep. Jimmy moved in so he and Chloe can save their wedding pennies, but the groom snores like a freight train. I am so jealous of you in that Kent farmhouse all by yourself. So many empty rooms, huh?
Clark: It is pretty quiet.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] You are about as predictable as mullets in NASCAR. One little mention of you living alone, and you start singing the "missing Lana" blues. You know, I hate to be the one to dish out a helping of tough love here, Clark, but Lana is gone for good. Time to get back in the saddle, buckaroo. But this go-round, you need to look outside your wheelhouse.
Clark: I didn't know I had a wheelhouse.
Lois: Of course you do ... pretty, friendly, damsel-in-distressy. You need to try another scoop of the 31 flavors, maybe a little less sweet vanilla and a lot more wild cherry.
Clark: Let's get back to the work ... please.
Lois: Good idea. Bury your heartache in your job. Here, start with this.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Baby-face broker dies of ticker trouble. How does a healthy 25-year-old suddenly die of a heart att*ck?
Lois: don't have time to handhold, but the coroner's report said the endorphin and adrenaline levels in his blood were sky-high. You know ... endorphins? They're hormones that are released when the body performs a certain activity.
Clark: Like when you play a sport.
Lois: Or there's another kind of activity two people share ... repetitive motion, builds to a climax.
Clark: Thank you.
Lois: [ Laughs ]
Clark: [ Sighs ] The police say they found the victim fully clothed.
Lois: What, he didn't even get past first base?
Clark: And the M.E. says the hormone levels weren't only through the roof, they're higher than any normal human body can produce.
Chloe: You know, unpacking your fiancé really should be a wedding requirement course. I had no idea you had such a propensity for recording bass-fishing shows and reading Pablo Neruda love poems ... and that you've collected every CD ever made by ABBA.
Jimmy: I'm complicated.
Chloe: Who knew there were so many sides to Jimmy Olsen?
Jimmy: Why? Do you have a problem with that?
Chloe: Not at all. I love a man of mystery. But I would keep the ABBA away from Lois. She's a Whitesnake girl, and I don't think she'd understand this side of you.
Jimmy: Well, I don't think that Lois likes any side of me these days. She's still mad 'cause I didn't tell her the truth about Lex Luthor's arctic antics.
Chloe: Yeah, Lois wins medals for holding a grudge. Don't worry. Just a couple of weeks of walking around on eggshells, and it'll all be over.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Great.
Chloe: [ Sighs lightly ] I guess we sort of skated over the conversation about boundaries.
Jimmy: Looks like I stumbled into the razor wire surrounding the Clark issue again. I knew that he was your first love. I just ... never knew that you felt like this.
Chloe: It's ancient history. I wrote that when I was 15. I've told you before ... Clark is my best friend, and that's all.
Jimmy: "I'm the girl of your dreams masquerading as your best friend." You realize I'm living my biggest nightmare right now.
Chloe: Jimmy, it was a schoolgirl crush. And to be perfectly honest, this constant insecurity about Clark is really starting to wear thin.
Jimmy: Every time I try and leave it in the past, it just keeps making its way into the present.
Chloe: I ... [ Chuckles ] I don't know what else I can do.
Jimmy: Why don't you start by asking yourself ... why you never said these things to me?
Woman: This arrived this morning.
Tess: Hmm. "Meet me at the Ace of Clubs." Oliver sure hasn't lost his flair for the dramatic.
Woman: You'll have him eating out of your hand.
Tess: Thank him for the dress, but send my regrets. Well. Talk about being fashion-forward, but I'm afraid you've crashed the wrong disco. Whoever you are, I think it's time that you leave.
[ Air whooshes ]
Maxima: Where's the owner of the crystal?
[ Telephone clatters ]
Tess: Crystal? I'm sorry. That doesn't ring a bell. But maybe if you told me about the owner, I could help you.
Maxima: He's Kryptonian. And my perfect mate. You know, I thought there'd be more of them on this planet, but every single man I've come across has been human.
Tess: Hmm. Maybe if we work together ... I could help you find this ... Kryptonian.
Maxima: Find him?
Tess: [ Gasps ]
Maxima: I know the beacon came from here. [ Chuckles ] Is it the man who sent you this?
Tess: [ Choking ]
Maxima: You're trying to keep him for yourself, aren't you? Well, I've traveled too far to let you stand in my way.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Thanks.
Clark: Lois, I thought you said you didn't have time to work on this article.
Lois: That's when it was gonna end up buried on the last page, but with the super-endorphin angle, the scoop is a lot bigger. Now, you just learned to dog-paddle your way through a story. What kind of friend would I be if I threw you in the deep end without a floatie?
Clark: What did the police officer say?
Lois: They found evidence of a f*re in the alley, but they suspect it's unrelated.
Clark: So, in other words, there was no reason for us to come down here.
Lois: Common rookie mistake. See, that's why you're lucky I came along. The scorch marks are probably from a homeless hoedown. If we talk to a few local transients, maybe somebody saw something. Well, this story just made it above the fold. Cops say a string of hormone-jacked stiffs turned up between Metropolis and Smallville ... all males. Ask me ... I think we have a meteor freak on a rampage.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Jimmy: They make it look so easy.
Bartender: Women are a complicated species, dude. You have to embrace a little survival of the fittest. Make her realize she's not the only fox in the forest.
Jimmy: You are so right.
Maxima: I see you're the only one in here that's all alone. I think you're the man that I've been looking for.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Door opens ]
Chloe: Hey. Am I glad to see you. Now that Lois is riding g*n in your Mystery Machine, your old sidekick's jonesing for a Scooby clue. Let me see that concrete crop circle.
Clark: I know it's not Kryptonian.
Chloe: This is a hypogeous marker. It's the royal crest from the planet called Almerac. This belongs to their queen.
Clark: A planet called Almerac? Chloe, I didn't realize that your Brainiac download had included some sort of intergalactic encyclopedia.
Chloe: Were there fresh burn marks in the area?
Clark: Yeah.
Chloe: Then she must have teleported in recently. They use a Ucrillian bracelet that acts as a hyperdrive, compressing the fabrics of time and space. You said the chemicals in her victims were elevated?
Clark: Endorphins and adrenaline. All the men died the same way.
Chloe: She's searching for a mate. Those chemicals must be released into her victims once she locks lips with them. She's won the battle of the sexes on her planet, and now she's looking for a new contender. If she can find someone to survive her k*ller kiss, then she can live happily ever after. The only problem is that humans can't take the hormone surge. They all flatline. Certainly narrows down her choices. If there are numerous deaths, then maybe I can find a pattern so you can stop this kissing bandit.
Clark: Chloe, do you remember when you said we'd talk about your condition? You know, if things got worse?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Clark, I've analyzed every possible scenario, and, as much as it scares me, you can't wave your Kryptonian wand and save me on this one.
Clark: I'll find a way.
Chloe: Clark, it's just how it is. There's nothing you can do, so just let it go.
[ Beep ]
Chloe: Here we go. According to the police wire, it looks like she's struck again. They just found a German businessman outside the Ace of Clubs. Clark, I'm not the only one in the world who needs your help. You have to go.
Jimmy: Those were some dance moves you were doing in there. Get you arrested in most states.
Maxima: Wait until you see some of the moves I'll show you now that we're alone.
Jimmy: [ Inhales sharply ] I'm sorry. Look ... you are really, really pretty and ... [ Chuckles ] Hot. But I wasn't honest with you before. I'm in love with another woman.
Maxima: I promise. Just one kiss, and you will see that I was meant for you.
Jimmy: [ Breathes heavily ] [ Sighs ]
Maxima: [ Sighs ]
Jimmy: [ Laughing ] That's embarrassing. [ Gasping ] Help me.
Maxima: I'm really sorry. You ... you were so sweet. I really hoped you were the one.
Jimmy: [ Gasping ]
[ Bell dings ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Jimmy, what's wrong?
Jimmy: It's my heart.
[ Gasping ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Maxima: Now, that's more like it.
Tess: Good evening, Miss Sullivan. I am sorry for the cloak-and-dagger routine, but I didn't have time to schedule this little meet and greet. My name is ...
Chloe: You can save the introduction. I know who you are. And I don't care to talk with anyone connected to Lex Luthor.
Tess: It's no secret that you and Lex have your differences, but ... I'm sure that you are far too fair a person to fault me for his mistakes.
Chloe: [ Scoffs ]
Tess: Because I - I really need your help. I know that you've cracked into some of the most complex and protected computer systems in the world, and I'd like to hire you to do the same for me.
Chloe: I guess Lex's lackeys didn't tell you that he actually dropped the dime on me for being a techno-wiz. I was locked up. It wasn't pretty.
Tess: Well, no laws will be broken. You'll be trying to hack a very unique supercomputer.
Chloe: Sorry. My plate's full.
Tess: Yeah, I'm sure planning a wedding and starting up the !sis Foundation have you pretty busy.
Chloe: How did you know all that?
Tess: I have access to all of Lex's records. And I know everything about you, Chloe. Which is why I know you're the only person that can help me. So I'm hoping you'll reconsider?
Chloe: You learned well from Lex. When you don't get your way, you just ... thr*at. This isn't my first tour of duty on the Luthor b*ttlefield. So you're gonna have to come at me with a lot more firepower.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Jimmy: [ Groans ] Oh, it feels like my chest was run over by a Mack truck and the rest of me was dragged behind it.
Clark: You got to the hospital just in time. The doctors say your vitals have s*ab, so you're gonna be okay. I need to know what happened at the Ace of Clubs, Jimmy.
Jimmy: [ Chuckling ] Yeah, it must been all those tequila sh*ts.
Clark: [ Sighs ] I know that you were with a woman, Jimmy.
Jimmy: Th-that wasn't my fault, C.K. I-I mean, the drinking part was, but. [ Sighs ] It all started with that letter.
Clark: What are you talking about?
Jimmy: I found an old love letter that Chloe wrote. And I realized ... ... a person never really gets over their first true love. I mean ... [Sighs] You believe you're gonna spend the rest of your life with someone, that they're the one. And when you got to start over again with someone new ... is it ever the same?
Clark: [ Sighs ] Everyone has to move on, Jimmy. Chloe must have, because she found you. You don't know how lucky you are to have each other.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] I kissed another woman, C.K.
Clark: It wasn't your fault, Jimmy. You weren't in control. But I need you to tell me what she looked like so I can find her before she hurts anyone else.
Jimmy: Look, everything's a blur after she came up to me at the bar.
Chloe: Oh, Jimmy. What happened?
Clark: He's gonna be okay. He was at the Ace of Clubs, and things got a little messy. The important thing is that you guys are together.
[ Door closes ]
[ Mouse clicks ]
[ Beep ]
[ Mouse clicking ]
[ Electricity buzzing ]
[ Thud ]
[ Buzzing stops ]
Maxima: Clark Kent. That's a strong name. I like it.
Clark: Who are you?
[ Air whooshes ]
Maxima: Maxima. You don't know how long I've searched for you.
[ Breathes heavily ]
Maxima: [ Laughs ] Not here.
[ Bell dings ]
Maxima: [ Laughs ]
[ Bell dings ]
Lois: Smallville.
[ Both breathing heavily ]
Clark: Lois?
Lois: I'll take the stairs.
Maxima: Let her go.
Clark: Lois. Lois, wait!
Lois: What?! Oh, sorry to rain on your orgy, Smallville. I think I scared off your date.
Clark: Where'd she go?
Lois: Probably to find you two a motel room.
Clark: You don't understand.
Lois: What's not to understand?! You were pulling a "9 1/2 Weeks" in the elevator. I mean, it may not get you a membership in the mile-high club, but, hey, you got to start somewhere.
Clark: Just calm down.
Lois: I am calm! I am perfectly calm! Why wouldn't I be calm? Dial down the ego, Smallville. I don't care what you do with your love life.
Clark: [ Sighs ]
Lois: Give me a break. Does he really think I care who he sucks face with? Hello. That Sluttyanna wasn't even his type.
[ Seat belt clicks ]
Lois: [ Sighs ]
Lois: [Grunting]
Maxima: I couldn't k*ll you in front of him. But now that you're alone, I'll make sure you never take him away.
Lois: Who ... Smallville?
[ Breathing uneasily ] Look, I don't know who or what you are, but you got it all wrong, lady. There is nothing romantic between Lois and Clark.
Maxima: You have a deep connection to him. I felt it.
Lois: Then your radar's on the fritz. 'Cause even on a good day, we're barely friends.
Maxima: He would never have been able to pull away from me if he wasn't drawn by his attraction to you.
Lois: Look ... he's about as attracted to me as a Red Sox fan to the Yankees.
Maxima: Oh, he may not know it yet. But believe me ... there's a bond. And I could see it on your face when you caught us together. You feel it, too. But I finally found the man that I've wanted all my life, and you can't have him.
Police Officer: Freeze!
Clark: Chloe, just talk me through the face-recognition software. I'll call you back.
Tess: Amazing, Kent. It seems wherever we are in the universe, our stars keep crossing.
Clark: It is strange. Especially when I find you in a locked office and you don't have a key.
Tess: And how come Clark Kent has an all-night pass to a clinic for the meteor-impaired?
Clark: My friend works here. She's helping me on an article.
Tess: Hmm. Are you writing a story about that woman?
Clark: You know her?
Tess: [ Sighs ] We had a close encounter this afternoon. What do you know about her?
Clark: She's wanted for m*rder.
Tess: That's a pretty big story for a copyboy.
Clark: Up until now, she's only att*cked men. I wonder why she'd be after you.
Tess: She has her heart set on finding someone.
Clark: Who?
Tess: The guy who owns this. I was hoping that Chloe might use her ... skills to shed some light on it.
Clark: Where did you get something like that?
Tess: It was the only thing found at the spot where Lex disappeared. You spent a lot of time with Lex. Did you ever see him with it?
Clark: No.
Tess: Clark, do you know what this is?
Clark: I've never seen that before.
[ Cellphone ringing]
Tess: Yes?
Man: Target located, Miss Mercer. Corner of Melbourne and Holly. She flipped a car. Civilian female trapped inside her Pontiac.
[ g*n, men shouting indistinctly ]
Tess: Hello? What's going on?
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Bring it, bitch.
[ Air whooshes ]
Maxima: Ugh! [ Breathes heavily ] Finally.[ Laughs ] A man with some fight in him. None of the men on my planet have the stamina to keep up.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Maybe you shouldn't have come on so strong.
Maxima: [ Sighs ] You didn't seem to mind. You came back for more.
Clark: I came back to stop you from k*lling Lois. What would you have done to her if I didn't stop you?
Maxima: I couldn't let her have you. You're my soul mate.
Clark: You don't even know who I am.
Maxima: When I was a little girl, I heard the stories of the brave and gallant men of Krypton, men worthy of standing by a queen's side. When I learned your planet had been destroyed ... I prayed for survivors. And when I saw your beacon ...
Clark: The beacon didn't come from me.
Maxima: It ... doesn't matter. I found the last son of Krypton, and ... you're everything I wished for. A man who ... ... is my equal. [ Sighs ] When we kissed ... I felt your passion so much stronger than I've ever felt from any other man. And ... I could sense that you were as desperate as I was to find a mate. You want me ... as much as I want you.
Clark: I don't want you.
Maxima: Are you sure? Because no one on this planet will be a better match. I know the loneliness of not finding your soul mate. You come back with me, and you will never be alone. It's our destiny to be together.
Clark: My destiny is here. And you're not a part of it.
[ Air whooshing ]
Clark: [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Door closes ]
Clark: Chloe?
Chloe: Hey. I just talked to the doctor. I'm bringing Jimmy home in two hours, with his heart in the right place and his hormones in check.
Clark: I guess you figured out that Maxima kissed Jimmy.
Chloe: Oh, please. One look at Jimmy's blood panels, and I put it all together. I can't say I'm thrilled that he macked on an alien goddess, but I got to say ... Maxima knows how to rev a guy's engine.
Clark: Yeah, speaking from experience, he didn't stand a chance. Especially since she went after him when he was vulnerable. He was really shaken up about some letter.
Chloe: Yeah. That letter was for you. I, uh, read it to you h*m* year in high school when you were really sick. The only way I had enough guts to tell you how I actually felt was when you were unconscious.
Clark: "I may not be the one you love today, but I'll let you go for now, hoping one day you'll fly back to me."
Chloe: The kicker is, you did respond, with one word ... "Lana."
Clark: I guess I always knew. I just ...
Chloe: Clark, that was a long time ago. Don't worry. I don't feel that way now. I just wanted you to read it so that I could finally close that chapter of my life and put it behind me. But ... don't get me wrong. I don't regret having had those feelings. But that's because they helped prepare me so that I was ready to share my love with the perfect person. And to me, that person is Jimmy. So you blew it, bud.
Clark: I just want you to be happy.
Chloe: Clark, what you and I have, I will never share with anyone else. You're my BFF. Which is why, um ... when Jimmy and I get married, I was hoping that ... you would give me away at the altar.
Clark: Absolutely. I'd be honored to, Chloe. And I may have an early wedding present for you. Since Jor-El created Brainiac, I think he can cure your infection.
Chloe: Maybe so, but I thought that when the fortress disappeared, so did your father.
Clark: Jor-El's just complex computer programming inside a Kryptonian crystal ... the same crystal that produced the fortress. And now Tess Mercer has it.
Chloe: That's the computer she wants me to hack into.
Clark: And I think I can re-create Jor-El and the fortress. I just need to get that crystal back. The only problem is, I've already searched the Daily Planet and the mansion. I haven't found it.
Chloe: Maybe this time, we use a little less brawn and a little more brain.
[ Speaking Japanese]
[ Speaking Japanese ]
Tess: You kickbox, Chloe? I find it helps focus my anger.
Chloe: Maybe I should rush over to the dojo, 'cause I have a lot of it building up right now.
Tess: Call me paranoid, but it sounds like that rage is directed at me.
Chloe: I don't appreciate people breaking into my office when I'm not around.
Tess: The door was open.
Chloe: Do it again, and I'll press charges.
Tess: You made your point.
Chloe: Listen, while I'm here, maybe I could take a look at that supercomputer.
Tess: Sorry, but, uh ... looks like the little hacker bird missed the worm.
Chloe: What do you mean? I thought you said that I was the only one capable of getting into it.
Tess: You might be, but we won't know now, because I don't have it. [ Smacks lips ] It was stolen.
Chloe: Well, who else would want it?
Tess: I intend to find out. Stay by your phone, Chloe. Only a handful of people knew about that device, and when I find out who has it, I'm taking it back.
[ Grunting ]
Clark: Hey. Lois, what are you doing here?
Lois: You know, if you're worried about the editor taking away the story, buck up. It's not your fault. Metropolis PD says that, as far as they know, our big-haired bimbo has vanished off the face off the earth.
Clark: I'm afraid this may not be the last we've seen of her.
Lois: Hmm. Well, I'll be ready for her. The late-night game of bumper cars might have knocked the wind out of me, but one supercharged fembot can't put a serious dent in Lois lane.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] Thanks for showing up when you did. I guess you could say you saved my life.
Lois: Tell me about it. If I hadn't severed your love connection, you would have ended up like all her other dates.
Clark: You know, she said some ... weird things to me.
Lois: Really?
Clark: She said she was my soul mate.
Lois: I-I think you can do a little bit better than, uh, a man-eating meteor-freak.
Clark: I know she's not the one, but ... it got me to thinking. Chloe showed me this love letter she wrote to me years ago, and ... her feelings were really intense. And Chloe was right there in front of me, and I never realized how she felt. What if my soul mate comes along and I'm too blind to see it?
Lois: I don't know, Smallville. I think ... that when the right girl walks into your life ... you'll know.
Clark: What did Maxima say to you?
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Nothing for the front page. Well, I got to go. I'm meeting with a realtor, finding my own place. Those lovebirds are so sweet, my teeth will rot if I don't move out.
Clark: Hey, Lois, um ... you were right. This house is pretty big. If you want your old room back, it's yours.
Lois: Being housemates didn't work out for us the first time, Smallville. Why tempt fate?
Clark: [ Chuckles ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x04 - Instinct"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 16th, 2008
Jimmy: Let there be cake!
[ Cheers and applause ]
Jimmy: I didn't mean to cut your head off. I'm just under a lot of pressure here. Uh, who wants cake?
[ Indistinct conversation ]
Lois: Another glass of bubbly? And throw in a Shirley temple for the lady.
Clark: Lois, don't you think you might want to pace yourself?
Lois: Believe me, Smallville, I am a lot more obnoxious sober, and the last thing anyone wants is me making a scene at this blessed event. [ Sighs ] Chloe is barely legal, and she is getting herself hitched to the first guy who's shown her any attention, present company excepted. I have suffered enough heartache to know real love when I see it, and looking at those two ... I don't know. I don't see it.
Clark: Are you sure you're not just jealous that your little cousin's beating you to the altar?
Lois: This isn't a competition.
Clark: Then why are you keeping score? Listen, Lois, it may not k*ll you to just show a little support.
Lois: You want support? I'll show you support. [ Groans lightly ] Good idea.
[ Glass clinking ]
Lois: Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Lois Lane. Most of you know me as Chloe's cousin, A.K.A., the maid of honor.
[ Applause ]
Lois: When Chloe and I were little girls, we made a promise ... neither of us would get married until we found our soul mates ... the one person in the whole wide world that we were destined to be with ... which is why you can't take a 10-year-old on their word.
[ Crowd murmuring ]
Lois: Okay, come on. Whoo.
Clark: Uh ... what I think Lois is trying to say is that you can't predict when you will find that special someone. And Jimmy is, without a doubt, that special someone for Chloe. I've known Chloe since the Eighth Grade, and ... we've been through a lot together. In all those years, the truth is I've never seen her so happy. Congratulations. To Jimmy and Chloe.
All: To Jimmy and Chloe.
[ Applause ]
Chloe: So, we'll see you guys in a few months.
Jimmy: Thank you so much. You guys are great.
Chloe: Thanks.
Jimmy: Bye.
Chloe: You know, it's a shame your parents couldn't be here tonight. I would have really loved to celebrate your impeccable taste with them.
Jimmy: Well, they send their love. Dad is this close to closing a big deal in London. His, um, priorities are a little out of whack, but he means well.
Chloe: Oh, well, I still hope you enjoyed yourself tonight. You know what was my favorite part of the evening?
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] If you say Lois' toast, I'm getting a prenup.
Chloe: God, no. When Clark was toasting us, I looked over at you, and you had the most wonderful smile on your face. You know, it really means a lot to me that you're finally okay with Clark.
Jimmy: Me being uptight about you and Clark is yesterday's news. There may be a textbook's worth of history between the two of you, but the future is all Chloe and Jimmy's story.
Chloe: You know, I think it's about time we head upstairs for some much-needed alone time.
Jimmy: Oh, I think that is a fantastic idea.
[ Loud click ]
Jimmy: Hey.
[ Silenced g*n ]
[ Silenced g*n ]
Jimmy: [ Exhales sharply ]
Lois: Ohh. [ Exhales ] Smallville?!
Clark: Good afternoon, Lois. I thought you might need one of these.
Lois: [ Fizzing ] Please tell me we didn't ...
Clark: [ Chuckles ] You're hysterical when you're hung over, Lois. Don't worry. You got changed all by yourself ... in the middle of the kitchen for like an hour.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Ugh.
[ Fizzing ]
Lois: I take it I took a little drive on the porcelain highway.
Clark: It was more like a cross-country trip.
Lois: Oh.
You know, I ... [ Sighs ] You didn't have to take care of me last night. I would have been perfectly fine on my own at The Talon.
Clark: I don't think Jimmy and Chloe would have been up for the White Snake sing-along.
Lois: Chloe! Uh, I was supposed to meet her for a dress fitting first thing this morning.
Clark: Do you need a ride?
Lois: You may have held my hair, but I don't need you to hold my hand, Smallville. This may shock you, but I can still drive a car.
Clark: Not if it's not here. This may shock you, but you were in no condition to get behind the wheel last night, Lois.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Thanks for the ride.
Tess: What do you mean you can't find the I.P. address?
Woman: The e-mail came through a ghost router. As soon as we saw it, the router vanished from the grid. At the very least, this could prove Mr. Luther is still alive.
Tess: Or it could prove that someone is toying with me. Find out who took the crystal, or find a new line of work.
Oliver: You know what's amazing to me? That you can't find time to return my calls, but you do manage to fit it into your busy schedule to buy the Star City Towers right out from under me.
Tess: Business is business.
Oliver: Well, this is not about business. And to be honest with you, revenge is not your best color.
Tess: Don't flatter yourself. One of the most important things that Lex taught me is you can't afford to live in the past.
Oliver: Did Professor Luther also teach you a thing or two about deception? Or how about obsession? I hear his class in m*rder's an easy "A."
Tess: He's done more for this world than you ever will, Oliver. He dedicated his life to making it a safer place.
Oliver: You know, Mercy, it seems to me like Lex may have been a little bit more than a mentor.
Tess: If you're done wasting my time, I have phone calls to make.
Oliver: Look, uh, I'm sorry. Really, okay? I didn't come here to battle with you. Actually, I came here to raise the white flag.
Tess: How civil. What do you propose ... a ... a truce?
Oliver: Well, truce, yeah ... over dinner.
Tess: You haven't changed one bit. Oliver always wants what Oliver can't have.
Oliver: You know, sometimes a meal's just a meal.
Tess: You pick me up at 7:00.
Oliver: 7:30 it is.
Lois: Chloe?
Clark: Jimmy?
Lois: You know what Lois likes to see when she comes home ... pants ... pants on everyone.
Clark: I had no idea Jimmy was so romantic.
[ Lois chuckles ]
Lois: Oh, wow. Guess the Olsen's not so wholesome.
[ Answering machine beeps ]
Lois: [ Slurring ] Chloe! It's your coz! Guess who came to my rescue ... not Oliver Queen. [ Chuckles ] Clark Kent. He's just the sweetest boy I have ever known.
[ Beep ]
Lois: Chalk that one up to alcohol poisoning. [ Chuckles ]
[ Beep ]
Man: This is Smallville P.D., impound for a Chloe Sullivan and a James Olsen. Your vehicles were just brought in for obstructing a street cleaner.
Machine: You have ninety days ... [ Beep ]
Clark: They didn't even come home last night?
Lois: Then where the hell are they?
Jimmy: [ Gasping ] Chloe! Are you okay?
Chloe: I think so. Where are we?
Man: [ Echoing ] Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to find out if these two were truly meant to be.
[ Lights clicking ]
Chloe: [ Gasps ]
Clark: Lois, I checked the Metropolis and the Smallville hospitals, as well as the airport ... no sign of Jimmy or Chloe.
Lois: You covered a lot of ground.
Clark: We need to find the right people to ask. Did you find anything?
Lois: Chloe and Jimmy aren't the only couple that's gone missing, Clark. At least three couples in the last two weeks have vanished without a trace.
Clark: All engaged.
Lois: Credit cards haven't been touched. Phone records show no sign of activity. The list goes on and on. So unless Oprah said eloping was in for fall ...
Clark: They've all been abducted.
Lois: [ Sighs ] I called the police. They won't even declare Jimmy and Chloe missing for 24 hours.
Clark: What kind of person would prey on people during the happiest time of their lives?
Lois: You know, if I hadn't been too drunk to go home last night, I would have been there to stop it.
Clark: Or you would have been missing, too. Don't worry, Lois. We'll find them. We should cross-reference Jimmy and Chloe with the other two victims, see if they have anything in common.
Lois: One step ahead of you. Jimmy, Chloe, and the other couples all visited the same wedding vendors within the last 10 days.
Clark: A bakery, a jewelry store, and a stationery shop.
Lois: To name a few.
Clark: That stationery shop is right around the corner. I'm gonna check it out. I'll call if I find anything.
Lois: Whoa. No way am I putting my cousin's life in the hands of a mild-mannered copyboy. Try to keep up.
[ Footsteps approaching ]
Man: The art of abduction is surprisingly difficult. It's easier when I find couples together. It saves time.
Chloe: Well, we'd hate to inconvenience you.
Man: It's no trouble at all. It's my duty.
Jimmy: What ... what is that?
Man: This is a lie detector. It's fairly harmless and not complicated at all. In fact, when you get right down to it, it's really quite simple. All it does is listen to your heart.
Jimmy: I guess you expect us to believe that that's harmless, too.
Man: No. This is electricity. Electricity hurts.
[ Electricity zaps ]
Chloe: Is this how you get your kicks ... torturing innocent people?
Man: It's not t*rture. I'm doing you a favor. Not everyone is meant to be married. Countless couples rush headlong into marriage, ignorant to responsibility of the burden of truth that comes with that level of commitment.
[ Electricity zaps ]
Man: Those that are truly dedicated have no secrets. Let's warm up with an easy question. James ...
[ Click, electricity charging]
Man: Have you ever cheated on your fiancée before?
Jimmy: No.
Chloe: Ugh!
Jimmy: Stop! Don't hurt her! I'm the one that lied! You hurt me!
Man: Lies don't hurt you! Lies hurt the ones you love! You be honest.
Jimmy: [ Breathing heavily ] Chloe ... Look, it wasn't really cheating. I mean, this ... this crazy woman ... she kissed me, and I had a freakin' heart att*ck, and I wound up in the hospital.
Chloe: I know. I know it wasn't your fault.
Jimmy: You are the only girl ... that I've ever loved.
[ Breathing heavy ]
Man: That will do for now. Let's see what the bride has to say. I wonder. How many lies is she hiding behind?
[ Breathing heavily ]
Lois: If this were the last place on Earth and I had to write an S.O.S., I wouldn't come here for a nib or a quill.
Clark: Thank you for your time. Lois, we're not gonna get anywhere if you shake down every single person we talk to.
Lois: He was stonewalling us. You have to put the screws to a perp when the clock is ticking!
Clark: He was 70 years old, Lois. He spent the night in the hospital. He still had his bracelet on.
Lois: Clark, my cousin, your best friend, is missing. She could be hurt or dying or worse.
Clark: Which is exactly why we can't waste any more time.
Lois: Okay, genius, what do you want to do?
Clark: You should go back to the Daily Planet, see if those background checks we ordered came in.
Lois: And just what do you plan on doing alone that we can't do together?
Clark: A lot.
Lois: Wait a minute. The guy is preying on couples, right?
Clark: Don't even go there.
Lois: So, if we walk in there pretending to be the bait, we'll have him eating out of our hands.
Clark: No one will believe it, Lois, not even for a second.
Lois: Clark Kent ... will you marry me?
Lois: A smile every now and then wouldn't k*ll you.
Clark: In short supply, Lois. I wouldn't want to waste one.
Man: May I help you?
Lois: Well, we are finally out ring shopping. Who's the luckiest girl in the world? I am.
Clark: Some friends of ours said that your store is the best place in town to find engagement rings.
Man: Is there a certain piece that you'd like to see?
Lois: Well ... [ Sighs ] What about this one, pumpkin?
Clark: Anything you want, muffin. Must be great seeing so many happy couples come through here every day.
Man: It certainly is. It's very fulfilling helping to solidify the bond between husband and wife. Excellent craftsmanship ... a perfect circle, no beginning and no end. Try it on. See how it looks.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Don't get stage fright, poodle. You're gonna have to do this center stage in front of a packed house sooner than you think. He has performance anxiety.
Man: Look at that ... perfect fit.
[ Bell dings ]
Oliver: What are you two doing here?
Lois: Oliver, you didn't get the invitation yet?
Oliver: My invitation to what?
Lois: Tell him, cupcake.
Clark: Lois and I are ... we're getting married.
Oliver: [ Laughs ] You're just full of surprises lately, aren't you, Clark?
Lois: I know, right? I mean, we've been friends for so long, but we just had this one magical night, and we couldn't deny our feelings any longer.
Oliver: Is this true?
Clark: I'm afraid so.
Lois: See you at the wedding.
[ Bell dings ]
Man: She has great taste. You're a very lucky man.
Clark: You have no idea.
Lois: I swear, if you're this afraid of pretend commitment, what's gonna happen when some poor girl makes the mistake of actually falling for you?
Clark: This isn't working, Lois. We need to split up. We can track down more leads if we go in opposite directions.
Lois: And what if you get into trouble?
Clark: I think I'll be okay.
Lois: You know, you're drifting dangerously close to cocky. What, no snarky comeback from the peanut gallery?
[ Sighs heavily ]
Chloe: Please don't do this.
Man: You should be pleading with me to continue. If only someone had taken the time to do this for my wife and I.
Jimmy: Did you hook her up to your little machine? Something tells me she didn't walk out of here.
Man: I cherished her, James. I honored her. I did everything that I promised when I took my wedding vows, and how does she reward me? With one lie after another. [ Sighs ] She never knew, but ... I could smell him on her.
Chloe: So you k*lled her.
Man: You see, the heart and the mouth are not always on the same page.
Jimmy: Get the hell away from her.
Man: Chloe ...
[ Electricity charging ]
Man: Have you ever cheated on your fiancé?
Chloe: No.
Man: Excellent. Next question. Are you in love with anyone else?
Jimmy: Look, don't answer him, Chloe. Don't give him the satisfaction.
Jimmy: Aah!
Chloe: No!
[ Gasps ]
Man: Your fiancé is not the best person to be taking advice from at this moment.
[ Electricity charging ]
Man: Now I'm gonna ask you one more time. Are you in love with anyone else?
Chloe: No.
Jimmy: [ Breathing heavily ]
Chloe: Only you, Jimmy, forever.
Man: [ Chuckles ] Congratulations, James Olsen, Chloe Sullivan. I now pronounce you husband and wife.
Oliver: Mercy? We got dinner reservations at Hobbs Bay in just under an hour.
Tess: I like to work up an appetite. You used to be better at this.
Oliver: What happened to not being interested in revenge?
Tess: [ Chuckles ] This is not revenge. This is just practice. Weak men like you make me stronger.
[ Both breathing heavily ]
Tess: So, you learn that Lionel kills your parents, and what do you do? You drink yourself onto the society page for, what, like a month?
Oliver: Well, you know me. I like to keep myself busy.
Tess: You still can't take anything seriously, can you? Just like our relationship.
Oliver: Unh! You know how much you meant to me.
Tess: Yeah, that became clear when I caught you with the waitress. Or was she a hostess?
Oliver: How many times do I have to apologize?
Tess: I don't want an apology! I want an explanation. What the hell were you so afraid of?
Oliver: You.
Lois: Clark, it's Lois. I spoke with the police. They told me that they think I should, uh ... do you mind? Your high beams are burning holes into my skull! Look, I don't know what to do anymore, so can you give me a call as soon as you get this? Bye.
Man: You'll be seeing your fiancé soon enough.
[ Silenced g*n ]
Lois: Son of a bitch.
Chloe: [ Inhales sharply ] Oh, my god. Jimmy? Jimmy, wake up. We're okay.
Jimmy: What the hell happened?
Chloe: The last thing I remember, that guy pulled out that g*n, and then everything went black.
Jimmy: I told you we'd make it out.
Chloe: Is this that masked man's idea of some kind of a twisted joke?
Jimmy: Um, I'm gonna have to take the credit for this one. And for the record, it was a lot less creepy yesterday.
Chloe: You know, I don't think I'd still be alive if I was sitting across anyone else in that room.
Jimmy: Because we're meant to be together. 'Cause ... things like that don't happen to people by accident.
Chloe: No. Because you don't have any secrets.
Jimmy: We should call the sheriff.
Chloe: Okay.
[ Siren chirping ]
[ Chirping stops ]
Clark: I'm glad you two are okay.
Chloe: Clark, what is it?
Clark: It's Lois. I can't find her. She left me a voice mail, and then she never made it back to The Planet. She was saying something about car headlights.
Jimmy: Headlights? That's what he used when he took us.
Chloe: Why would he want Lois?
Clark: It's a long story, but if there's anything you can remember, it might help me find Lois.
Jimmy: This guy, he's a certifiable whack job, C.K.
Chloe: He was talking about how secrets k*ll, and, uh, our bond.
Jimmy: Stuff about ... lies begetting lies.
Clark: What did he say about your bond?
I don't know. Uh, he was talking about how important it is to solidify the bond between husband and wife.
Clark: I know who has Lois.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Tell me right now. What'd you do with my cousin? Where is she?
Clark: Lois?!
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Clark, you got to find Chloe and Jimmy.
Clark: He let them go. Listen, I'm gonna get you out of here, but you need to tell me ... Where is he?
Man: Right behind you.
Clark: Ugh!
Lois: Clark!
Clark: [ Groaning ]
Lois: Clark? Clark? Wake up. Clark. Clark. Wake up.
[ Electricity zaps ]
Clark: I know who you are!
Man: Then I suppose I won't be needing this anymore ... now that we're all acquainted. Let's begin.
Lois: What's the point? Now that we've both seen your face, you're gonna k*ll us anyway.
Man: Don't be so certain. You must really care about her, storming in here. That's very gallant of you.
Lois: Yeah, he's stupid that way.
Clark: Let her go.
Man: After her turn, you'll get yours.
Lois: My turn? What is this, some kind of game?
Man: No. No, it's a test, to reveal how much you two have been hiding from one another. If you pass, you'll want to invite me to your wedding. If you fail ... well, the guest list will be the least of your worries. Ladies first.
[ Electricity charging ]
Man: Have you ever cheated on your fiancé?
Lois: Of course not. Don't be ridiculous.
Clark: Ugh!
Lois: What are you doing?! You're k*lling him!
Man: No. Your lies are.
Lois: Okay, okay, I take it back, then. I'm sorry! Just ... just don't hurt him again!
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Electricity zapping ]
Clark: k*lling us ... it won't take away the pain that pushed you here.
Man: I'm doing this for you.
Lois: What?
Man: The brokenhearted are the walking d*ad. Either way, I'm saving you both a lot of unnecessary pain.
Lois: Okay, crazy, this is the deal. We're not even really a couple. So this twisted test doesn't mean anything.
Man: Next question.
[ Electricity charging ]
Man: Deep down, underneath it all, do you love this man?
Clark: Answer the question, Lois. Don't outthink it. Just tell the truth.
Lois: [ Exhales ]
Man: Do you love him?
Clark: Tell the truth.
Man: Do you love him?
Lois: [ Cries ] Yes.
Man: [ Exhales ] And you ... do you love this woman? Speak up. She can't hear you if you don't speak up.
Clark: [ Grunts ]
[ Pulsating ]
Man: [ Grunts ]
[ Metal clanking ]
[ expl*si*n, glass shattering ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Clark?
Clark: Lois, are you okay?
Lois: [ Clears throat ] I'm not sure.
Clark: Let's get you out of here.
[ Restraints clicking ]
Lois (on videotape): ... The one person in the whole wide world that we were destined to be with, which is I guess why you can't take a 10-year-old ...
Chloe: Yeah, that's pretty much how I felt.
Lois: Oh, my God, Chloe, I am so sorry. I mean, I know my face is under "faux pas" in the dictionary, but this is a whole new low.
Chloe: I would say that this is a close second, behind the time you crashed Lana's engagement party. In fact, you may want to start avoiding engagement parties altogether.
Lois: Chloe, it's not funny. I ruined your special night.
Chloe: Lois, considering how the night ended, I'd say that the party was a rousing success. Besides, you were just being honest, though you could have been a little less public about it. Lois, why didn't you just tell me that this is how you felt?
Lois: I don't know. Look, Clark and Lana went south. Things fell apart between me and Ollie. Just knowing that I had everything that I wanted right in front of me ... and having it slip away. I just didn't want to see you have that kind of heartache.
Chloe: Lois, you are the most wonderful big cousin in the world for thinking that. But trust me. I wouldn't have said yes if I didn't know it was meant to be.
Lois: How can you be sure?
Chloe: Because when I look at Jimmy, I can just feel it ... in my heart. I mean, sunset or dungeon, he's my guy.
Lois: Wow. Color me jealous. Clark was right after all.
Chloe: He usually is. Get used to it.
Jimmy: Get used to what?
Lois: [ Sighs ] To being a member of the family. Congratulations, Jimmy.
[ Chloe chuckles ]
Jimmy: What was that all about?
Chloe: [ Chuckling ] You and me, oddly enough. Speaking of which, I have something you need to see. After the Spanish Inquisition, I was thinking we deserve an extra-long honeymoon. So, maybe Bora Bora, St.-Tropez?
Jimmy: Chloe ... before you start booking anything, there's something you need to know. As insane as that guy was, he made a great point. If we're gonna make it, we can't have any secrets from each other.
Chloe: Yeah, but if the last 12 hours have proven anything, it's that we don't have much left to hide.
Jimmy: Yeah. There is. I'm not who you think I am.
Chloe: The sudden knot in my stomach tells me this isn't you embracing your inner Nietzsche.
Jimmy: My parents aren't coming to the wedding. They, uh ...
well, they actually don't exist. Well, I mean, they do. Of course they do. They exist. It's just that ...
my dad's not an investment banker in Manhattan. He's a part-time mechanic and full-time alcoholic in Oklahoma City. I never even really met my mom.
Chloe: Why would you keep something like this from me?
Jimmy: This city ... it's huge. It's the top of the world coming from where I come from. And the only way I could fit in was to ... [ Chuckles ] ... Be someone else.
Chloe: Why didn't you trust me?
Jimmy: I know. I'm sorry. I'm ... so sorry. I screwed up big-time. And I totally understand if you need some time or even if ... if you want out. A guy like me ... doesn't get a girl like you, Chloe. Life ... uh, it doesn't work like that.
Chloe: Yeah, it does.
Oliver: So much for breakfast in bed.
Tess: I'm late for a meeting in Metropolis. You know, some of us still have corporations to run.
Oliver: Oh, that's right. I forgot about that, although I've got this really funny feeling that you could probably find somebody else to answer your phones. I'm thinking more like, um ... dinner in Malibu in time for the sunset. What do you say?
Tess: Is that a hint of romance I detect?
Oliver: I can't stop myself.
Tess: Save it, in case you want to tip another hostess. There was nothing romantic about last night, Oliver. I had an itch. You scratched it.
Oliver: Tess, what happened to you?
Tess: I grew up. And you left right when things started to get interesting. You know the way out.
Lois: [ Sighs ]
Clark: You're not avoiding me, are you?
Lois: Me? Why would I be avoiding you? I was just shopping for wedding gifts for Chloe and Jimmy.
Clark: So you're finally on board with the happy couple.
Lois: Yep. All it took was them passing a madman's electro-cosmic death quiz, and I am sold.
[ Elevator dings ]
Clark: In or out?
Lois: You know, all things considered, the stairs are better for cardio.
Clark: Come on. Statistically, this is the safer way to travel.
Lois: He confessed ... the jeweler.
Clark: I heard. Five couples?
Lois: [ Exhales ] So, uh, about that test ... um ...
[ Sighs ]
Clark: Who would have thought you were such a good liar, huh? You even b*at that machine.
Lois: Even though I'm a natural master of deception, I needed a little help. I mean, that machine was a piece of Kaiser-era junk.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] Well, it did work the first time, you know, when you electrocuted me.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Exactly. So while he was off playing game-show host, I slipped the sensor off my finger. Pretty crafty, huh?
Clark: So you weren't telling the truth.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Please. I mean, we do make a good team, but don't let our cover go to that big old head of yours.
Clark: [ Scoffs ] I didn't.
Lois: Good.
Clark: Great.
[ Elevator dings ]
Lois: Let's just be happy that I was under the g*n and not you.
Clark: And why's that?
Lois: Smallville, everyone knows you're a terrible liar. Who knows where we'd be if you'd answered that question? | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x05 - Committed"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 23rd, 2008
Mary: Santa ... gave me the wrong doll. And I was so mad, I sort of made all the Christmas lights on our entire block go out. That's when my parents first caught on that I was ... different.
[ Slurps dryly ] Jesse?
Jesse: What? [ Laughing ] That was not me.
[ Headphones play loudly ]
[ Laughter ]
Mary: You know, I don't know why I came back here. So miss goldilocks could put a bull's-eye on my freakish head? Putting out cryptic ads in alternative papers and gathering us all in one spot ... genius.
Chloe: Look, you made the choice to come here on your own, Mary, and I'm guessing it was for a reason.
Mary: Look, I'm not saying I couldn't use a few friendly faces when I'm lighting up the town ... [ Chuckles ] ... literally. But people don't want us to exist, and turning us into poster kids isn't gonna change that.
Randy: I think this group is the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Mary: That's because you don't know any better, pocket protector. Just wait till they spark up their torches and come after us.
Randy: A-at least if we're not alone, we're not such easy targets.
Chloe: Okay, everyone who came here tonight took a really big step, and that is the first step towards changing the way people look at your special gifts. Thank you for coming. And if you forgot to sign in when you got here, can you please do so before you leave? And I'll see you next week.
Randy: Great meeting. Thanks again, Chloe.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Footsteps ]
Mary: Great.
[ Electricity buzzes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Growling ]
Mary: Aah!
[ Bones cracking, groaning ]
Chloe: You know, when I suggested we have "dinner and a movie" night, I didn't exactly think a $3.99 special number 2 combo with cheese and a droning police blotter was what I would have in mind.
[ Police radio chatter ]
Woman on radio: Please assist.
Chloe: Not to mention the communication skills of a paperweight.
Clark: I'm sorry?
Chloe: [ Laughing ] Whoa! Look who decided to join the conversation.
Clark: [ Chuckles lightly ] Well ... it all happened so fast, it was like a blur.
Chloe: You know what ... I have paperwork to do, and you have the world to save, so ... why don't we just call it a night?
Clark: We'll do this again, all right? Soon.
Chloe: Right. As soon as all the criminals are behind bars and there are no more accidents.
Clark: [ Chuckles lightly ] Good night.
Chloe: Try not to stay up all night.
Woman on radio: Silent alarm triggered at the jewelry store on main. Robbery in progress. Squads 17 and 33, please respond.
[ Air whooshes ]
Man: [ Grunts ]
[ Gasping ]
Man: [ Voice breaking ] There isn't any more. Please don't hurt me.
[ g*n cocks ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Man: [ Breathing heavily ]
Man on radio: We have an alley disturbance off Gregory behind the arcade.
Boy: Help! [ Panting ]
Older boy: What else you got?
Boy: That's all my money! I swear! Please!
Older boy: I think he's lying.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Thud ]
[ Both older boys groaning ]
Woman on radio: All cars to the Ace of Clubs, 12th and Maryland. Screams heard. No accounts from the inside. I repeat, all cars to 12th and Maryland.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Screaming, bones cracking ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Man: Too late.
Clark: Davis?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Davis: [ Gasping ] [ Grunts ]
Clark: Davis, you probably shouldn't sit up.
Davis: [ Grunting ] W-what happened?
Clark: I was hoping you could tell me. There's no sign of a b*mb or any other kind of expl*si*n. Did something att*ck these people?
Davis: I don't know. I, uh, I was walking with takeout.
Clark: You don't remember coming in here? The screams?
Davis: No.
Clark: Must have gotten a concussion.
Davis: Yeah. [ Grunting ] Yeah, I probably took a pretty good blow [ Breathes deeply ] But I'm fine now.
Clark: You're not fine. You're covered in blood. You're obviously injured. You need to go to the hospital. Let them take care of you.
Davis: I can take care of myself.
J'onn: It looks like we were both too late. Detective John Jones.
Clark: Metropolis Homicide?
J'onn: I figured it was the best way for me to help people without my powers.
Clark: I haven't forgot about them. We're gonna find a way to get them back.
J'onn: I found a place for myself here.
Clark: How'd you make detective so quickly?
J'onn: We all have our sources. Mine happen to be far-reaching. And now that you're working in Metropolis and using your contacts at the Daily Planet to help more people, I wanted to be close by in case you needed me.
Clark: What I needed was to get here sooner. I should have been able to save all these people.
J'onn: According to the mysterious calls we got at the station tonight, I'm guessing you saved your share. You can't save everyone, Clark.
Clark: The moment I believe that is when I stop trying. What have you heard about what happened here tonight?
J'onn: Well, people are pointing fingers at everything from a crazed lunatic to a g*ng of m*rder.
Clark: With lightning speed.
J'onn: Mm.
Clark: By the time I arrived here, whoever or whatever att*cked these people was gone.
J'onn: Then you don't have any leads, either.
Clark: Not yet.
Clark: Looks like you picked up the latest pastime around here.
Jimmy: Oh, I'm just trying to corroborate my new theory ... Metropolis' very own mystery hero. See, I've puzzled together a couple of reports of a aky good Samaritan popping up over the city the past couple weeks.
Clark: Is that right? Sounds like an urban myth.
Jimmy: Well, the truth has got to start somewhere.
Clark: If your citizen "X" does exist, he sure didn't come through tonight.
Jimmy: Well, I wouldn't give him too many demerits on his hero badge, Clark.
Clark: You can't get this city's savior title by letting innocent people die on your shift.
Jimmy: You stealing evidence from crime scenes much lately?
Clark: No. I'm gonna return it. But it may have recorded what happened inside the club tonight.
Jimmy: Well, let's take a look. [ Chuckles ] Thanks.
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Woman: Happy birthday.
[ Laughing ]
Man: Cheers!
Man #2: Whoo!
[ Clapping ]
Whoo! Whoo!
[ Glass shattering ]
[ People screaming ]
[ Bones cracking ]
Woman: Aaaah!
[ Screaming, cracking continues ]
Jimmy: Whoever did this is beyond steroids.
Woman: Aaaah!
[ Clattering ]
Chloe: Hey. You missed sodas and cookies, but maybe next week, you can lead the session with a rousing Kent tale.
Clark: Thanks, Chloe. Sitting around with a bunch of strangers singing "Kumbaya" isn't my idea of self-help.
Chloe: Oh. What's with the 'tude?
Clark: There was a brutal att*ck at Ace of Clubs tonight. It was ... special.
Chloe: So, naturally, that means it must be someone from here.
Clark: The Metropolis Police don't exactly keep a list of all the Krypto-perps. Uh ... Chloe, I need your help.
Chloe: Doing what? Randomly pointing fingers?
Clark: Chloe, you've run the stats before. Chances are they're not all innocent.
Chloe: I can't believe that you, of all people, would throw someone in a lineup just because they're different.
Clark: I let whoever did this slip through my fingers. I was right there. If this person att*cks again, it'll be on my hands.
Chloe: Clark, I've learned to navigate your field of guilty land mines better than anyone, but these kids trust me. I don't know what you expect me to say.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Elastic snaps ]
Woman: Triage 2 is low on supplies. I'm taking inventory.
Woman #2: He's ready.
Jimmy: Can you tell me where I can find Davis Bloome?
Woman: Uh, yeah. That's him right there.
Jimmy: Davis? Thanks.
Davis: Yeah. That's me. What can I do for you?
Jimmy: Jimmy Olsen.
Davis: As in Chloe's Jimmy?
Jimmy: She's mentioned you a few times. I hope you don't mind me surprising you like this.
Davis: No. It's no problem. Uh, is this about Chloe?
Jimmy: Yeah, I've just been going through her PDA, checking up on who she's been hanging out with. No, no, no. [ Chuckling ] I'm just ... I'm just kidding. I'm not some psycho.
Davis: [ Chuckles ] Yeah, you never can tell these days. So ...
Jimmy: So, I'm just trying to get a scoop on this club m*ssacre. We've heard all sorts of stories about this k*ller ... the best that he's a monster with bony eyelids.
Davis: Yeah, I gave my statement to the police. I don't know anything.
Jimmy: You know how to drive, don't you? Look, I just want to ride along. I figure ambulances are first on the scene. Maybe we'll b*at everyone to the next one.
Davis: Trust me ... you do not want to ride g*n on my watch. [ Sighs ] You don't want to be the first guy there. It's not something that you want to see, given the choice.
Jimmy: Come on. I mean, can't you do a favor for a bro? Okay. Then ... how about for Chloe?
Davis: [ Chuckles ] Meet me downstairs at 8:00.
Jimmy: Thank you.
Clark: They all have meteor powers.
J'onn: Where'd you get this list?
Clark: I memorized it off Chloe's desk.
J'onn: I didn't realize that photographic memory was among your abilities.
Clark: It's more like speed-reading, but let's not split hairs.
J'onn: She couldn't just give you a copy?
Clark: Chloe and I don't exactly see eye to eye on this one.
J'onn: Well, what about your mouthy cohort?
She hasn't poked her nose into this one, either.
Clark: She's on assignment, which is code for "monster-truck rally in Lubbock."
J'onn: And I assume your emerald ally and his superfriends are still on hiatus, which leaves you.
Clark: Solo. I get it. I-is there a point to all this?
J'onn: Obsession. When someone's life is on the line with every decision you make, it's hard for anything else to seem important.
Clark: It's because nothing else is.
J'onn: Careful, Clark. Even when you save someone, there are consequences.
Clark: You know, I thought you'd be happy. I'm finally embracing my destiny ... out there making a difference. Except for last night, when I dropped the ball. We need to find out if anyone on that list was responsible for the att*ck at the bar.
J'onn: It wasn't just one incident. There have been at least five other similar m*rder in the last few months.
Clark: Yeah, I know. I read up on it. All the victims died the same way internal bleeding. All their bones were crushed. And the k*ller gets away without a trace.
J'onn: I'll look into these. But I was working on another angle. One paramedic has been the first to arrive on several of the crime scenes. The driver's name is Davis Bloome.
Chloe: Chance meeting in a moldy basement over a corpse. Will the romance never end?
Davis: What are you doing here?
Chloe: I wanted to see the coroner's latest report on the victim. She was a new member of my !sis group.
Davis: I'm sorry.
Chloe: Yeah. I mean, she was afraid of being targeted, and now ...
Davis: It wasn't your fault.
Chloe: She was there because of me. And to top it all off, there area few trigger-happy people who are convinced that one of my kids is behind all of this. And you? Checking for strep throat?
Davis: Look, you don't have to worry, Chloe. I-I don't think that one of your clients did this.
Chloe: I'd like to think so, too. But I still need to find a suspect. Davis? What is it?
Davis: [ Voice breaking ] Um ... I'm afraid that I might be the k*ller.
Chloe: Davis, I know that you are not responsible for these killings, okay? I know you. You save people every day. What could make you think that you were a brutal serial k*ller?
Davis: Look, Chloe, I've run the self-denial mantra for weeks, but how do you explain the blackouts? How do you explain that I was covered in blood?! None of it was mine. I want to believe that you're right more than anyone, but ...
Chloe: Then it's just a matter of finding the real k*ller.
Davis: You really don't believe that it could be me, do you?
Chloe: No.
Davis: Even though we just met? You're really ... leaping out on a limb for me.
Chloe: Well, if what they say is true and fools do rush in, then I have definitely earned the mantle of "village idiot" on this one.
Davis: And then you just toss it all aside with a healthy dose of self-deprecation.
Chloe: Please don't make me a saint. What?
Davis: Luck isn't part of my daily routine, Chloe. But I just ... I feel like ... I feel like you were sent to me.
Chloe: You are not a serial k*ller. Look, Davis, when did those blackouts start happening?
Davis: For as long as I can remember. When I was a kid, I-I would go a couple months without a blackout, but they're just ... they're getting so frequent.
Chloe: Is that why you bounced from foster home to foster home?
Davis: I've always felt like ... kind of like there was this darkness inside me ... just fighting to get out.
Chloe: So you closed yourself off to everyone. After all these years of keeping this secret, why are you telling me?
Davis: I think you know. I've ... I've never met anyone like you. [ Voice breaking ] Chloe, but what if I'm right? What if you're looking at a m*rder?
Chloe: Davis, there are lots of people who could have done these killings. And we're gonna find who did.
Jesse: I walked right by here last night. It could have been any of us.
Randy: You think somebody's hunting us down?
Jesse: Well, it wouldn't be the first time. But so far, Mary's been the only victim that's been a ... ... club member. And after last night, we're all at the top of their suspect list.
Chloe: Look, I don't know what flag you're waving, but making them out to be all bad is no better than what people have done to you.
Randy: You don't know what it's like. People don't look at you the same once you tell 'em you're a freak.
Chloe: Some of them do. And turning against each other is not gonna stop all this. Look, I came here tonight because I want to help catch Mary's k*ller. I thought that maybe some of you may have seen something or you maybe might have known why someone would have wanted to att*ck Mary.
Randy: Because you think it's one of us.
Chloe: No. It's just that ...
Jesse: Come on, Chloe! Some cop's been showing up at our homes asking each of us if we know anything. It's kind of a coincidence. Unless you gave him our names.
Chloe: No. I would never betray you guys like that.
Randy: Well, somebody did.
Davis: Clark. Uh, Chloe told me about the girl in her group. It's a messed-up world.
Clark: You know, Davis, it took a lot to go into that roomful of screaming people. Who knows what you could have been running into.
Davis: Yeah, well ... I suppose it should be somewhat comforting to know that good gossip spreads just as fast as bad.
Clark: So you didn't save those people.
Davis: Haven't we been over this? I'm not some larger-than-life hero. The truth is, I don't know what happened.
Clark: But you do know more than what you've told me, don't you?
Davis: I don't fish much, Clark, so why don't you just tell me what the Hell you're after?
Clark: What are you doing with a file stuffed full of morbid pictures of m*rder victims?
Davis: You broke into my locker?
Clark: Collecting pictures of all the m*rder victims is a pretty strange habit, isn't it?
Davis: Do you know how many m*rder in this city go unsolved every year? I show up, I take away the bodies, case closed. Maybe I want to do more than just clean up the mess after it's too late.
Clark: Now the whole city refers to you as a hero, huh? Maybe I'd have an easier time believing all this if there was proof that that's actually what happened.
Davis: Okay, you know what ... I understand if you don't want to join the knee-jerk ticker-tape parade, but let me ask you a question. Are you really up in my face because you're trying to catch a k*ller, or is it because you're trying to hide something yourself?
Clark: Don't try to turn this around on me.
Davis: Then why don't you take a second look at those photos? I'm not the only one that's hanging out at these crime scenes. There's another figure in the background.
You seem to be the city's own peeping Tom.
Clark: I'm a reporter. It's my job!
Davis: These photos were taken before any press could have made it to the scene. So, uh, next time you feel anxious to shine a light on things that don't make sense ... you might want to stay closer to home.
Clark: [ Sighs ]
Chloe: Sharpening your pitchfork? If you're gonna lead a marauding posse, you better come prepared. Clark, you gave the police the names of my !sis group? How could you use your powers to betray me like that?
Clark: I didn't mean to go around you, Chloe, but you were so defensive ...
Chloe: Like I've been defensive of you? Clark, you don't get how much of my life I spend protecting your secret. And if you ever had enough courage to actually step forward, like the rest of these kids did, you would be the first one on that pyre. How could you, of all people, be the ringleader for this witch hunt?
Clark: Chloe, you're taking the side of people that you hardly know. I would think after eight years of friendship, you might be able to give me the benefit of the doubt.
Chloe: That works both ways. And your bonus features don't give you the right to trump anyone else's judgment.
Clark: Fine. We'll let the facts speak for themselves.
These are test results that Davis was trying to hide from me.
Chloe: Davis?
Clark: I was thinking, with your Brainiac ability, you might be able to make sense of the results.
Chloe: Oh, my God. The skin under the victim's nails is Davis'.
Jimmy: Davis? [ Gasps ] [ Exhales sharply ]
Davis: You ready to catch a k*ller?
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Yeah.
Jimmy: So, how often do you get a dispatch?
Davis: Depends on the night. Some nights are busier than others.
Jimmy: Well, I bet you see a lot of horrible things, huh? Uh ...
Man on radio: All units in the area, we have a 4-11 in progress. Corner of Liberty and 8th.
Jimmy: Uh, what's a 4-11?
Davis: It's the reason you came along tonight.
[ Siren wailing ]
[ Engine, siren turn off ]
Davis: Stay here.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ]
[ Thud ]
Jimmy: Davis?!
Clark: His ambulance number is 17.
[ Police radio ]
Chloe: I'm surprised you haven't enrolled the services of our friendly Martian on the force.
Clark: Jones can't help us unless we have some hard proof. We need more than a few pieces of evidence to arrest someone.
Chloe: Yeah, and the evidence you have isn't exactly conclusive. I mean, the victim could have easily just reached up and grabbed Davis when he was trying to help them. But I have to admit, Davis would have the perfect setup. I mean, he att*cks the people and then pretends to arrive at the scene to save them?
Woman on radio: Robbery in progress ... Silent alarm triggered robbery in pros.
Clark: I know it isn't easy.
Chloe: What? My perpetual knack for getting into lose-lose situations?
Got it. Davis' ambulance just stopped. He answered a call a few minutes ago.
Jimmy: Help! I'm at Liberty and 8th! Can anybody hear me? It's some kind of monster!
Chloe: Clark, that's Jimmy.
[ Air whoosh ]
[ Breathes heavily ]
Davis: Clark!
Clark: What did you do with jimmy?!
[ Scraping ]
[ Growling ]
[ Clattering ]
Clark: Davis? Jimmy?
[ Growling continues ]
Clark: Davis?
[ Choking ]
[ Growling continues ]
Davis: [ Coughing, gasping ]
Clark: Davis. Davis, you all right?
Davis: [ Gasping, wheezing ]
[ Growling ]
Jimmy: C.K.!
Clark: Jimmy, what's going on?
Jimmy: It could be anywhere. It's some sort of shadow creature.
Clark: What?
[ Growls ]
[ Metal clangs ]
Clark: Jimmy.
[ Glass shatters ]
[ Growls ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Groans ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Clattering ]
[ Thud ]
Clark: Jimmy? Jimmy?!
Jimmy: [ Gasps ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Clark: You okay?
Jimmy: Yeah. I'm good. [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
Davis: [ Sniffles ] [ Exhaling sharply, sniffling ]
Clark: I-I lost perspective.
Chloe: I can be a little stubborn.
Clark: And I ... hate to admit it, but there was a part of me that was really frustrated that you trusted someone else instead of me.
Chloe: It's funny how that happens when you go behind someone's back.
Clark: My obsession ... pushed me past the line with you, Chloe. I'm really sorry. But you were protecting a k*ller.
Chloe: Yeah, well, then there's that.
Clark: I guess I just didn't understand how you could hand over your trust so easily to people you didn't' know.
Chloe: 327. That's how many of the meteor-infected I've profiled since Ninth Grade. And you know how many I've actually saved? None.
Clark: Wow. [ Sighs ] I guess I've been so busy rescuing people from them, I never looked at it from that angle.
Chloe: It's not just the damsels in distress that need saving, Clark. You know, when I first thought that you were one of the meteor-infected, I would have done anything to protect you.
Clark: But I guess that's what scares me. I'm afraid that someday you're gonna put your trust in the wrong person.
Chloe: [ Laughing ] Hey!
[ Chuckles ] Been waiting long?
Davis: I don't know how to thank you for believing in me when I was up against the ropes.
Chloe: We all need someone to pitch a seat in our corner.
Davis: Yeah, I guess, but most of the time, it's not a possible m*rder suspect standing there.
Chloe: Davis, you were scared and paranoid. That's all. Seriously, backing someone who's actually innocent isn't much of a sacrifice. Besides, everything with you is so ...
Davis: So easy.
Chloe: [ Laughing ] Yeah. Easy.
Davis: [ Chuckles ] Have you ever felt that way with anyone before?
Chloe: Once.
Davis: With Jimmy.
Chloe: No.
Davis: Look, Chloe, I'm not trying to get between you and the rest of your life, but, uh ...
Chloe: Davis, I help people. That's what I do. You know, this doesn't have to mean any more than that.
Davis: Yeah, but it does. Did you help me because of some personal code of ethics, or was there more to it than that?
Chloe: I shouldn't be here right now.
Davis: Why? Because you feel guilty about something?
Chloe: No. [ Chuckles ] And I'd like it to stay that way. I think it's best if I don't see you for a while. Sorry.
Clark: How could I have been so wrong about Davis? This shadow guy confessed to every k*lling in the last few weeks.
J'onn: Sometimes what we think is a good instinct is just our mind trying to convince ourself of what we want to believe.
Clark: Well, he may be in custody, but that just means there's another psycho out there right around the corner. I've been here working every night, and I still have to do more.
J'onn: You can't allow yourself to get caught. Combing through police blotters at your desk every night, peeling back the sides of a bus in broad daylight, speeding into a crowded bar. You're so fixated on being a hero, you're not paying attention to who might be watching.
Clark: Is this your idea of a pep talk?
J'onn: It's not my identity that's at risk. Every day, I have to run faster and faster interference on these mysterious Good-Samaritan reports.
Clark: Well, that just means I'm doing my job. Just have to make sure no one sees my face.
J'onn: Well, you can't be sure of that. Unless you plan to put on a mask.
Clark: You're joking, right?
J'onn: You are not in Smallville anymore, Clark. Metropolis has millions of people walking the streets, every one of them watching for a miracle to change their lives, to give them hope. You are that miracle. And it's just a matter of time before someone discovers that.
Clark: I'll be more careful.
[ Footsteps approach]
Jimmy: Hey, Clark. Perfect. Officer, listen. None of your fellow comrades ... they don't want to give me the time of day. But you look like you're a thinking-outside-the-box kind of guy. Um ...
Jimmy: There's a ... there's a mystery hero roaming the streets of Metropolis. Look, scout's honor ... out of nowhere, t-these tires, they come floating through the air. And this Mr. Shadow guy ... he gets knocked around like a ping-pong ball.
J'onn: Slow down.
Jimmy: Oh. Olsen, James Olsen. Photographer, Daily Planet.
J'onn: Well, James, adrenaline can play strange games with a person.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] No, no. He's ... he's real. I know it.
J'onn: I hope you're right. We could use the help. And when you get some hard evidence, I'll be more than glad to continue this conversation. Evening, Mr. Olsen. Mr. Kent.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] I'm gonna prove that this guy exists, C.K. He's out there.
Woman: You look a little uncomfortable.
Randy: You're not a lawyer.
Woman: I'll take that as a compliment. Congratulations on your page 1.
Randy: It's nice to have your work recognized after so many years being the good little boy in the shadows.
Woman: My boss, Miss Mercer, has been gathering a small group of talent, if you're game.
Randy: You've read my list of accomplishments. I'm not really interesting in sharing top billing.
Woman: Cut the bravado. You didn't commit all those m*rder. You're just a copycat looking for attention. Cops haven't found this yet, but we have security footage of you at an arcade during one of the crimes. It's a crime I'm sure you've studied if you were looking to mimic the real k*ller. You remember the nun at St. Vincent's ... crushed to death.
Randy: That surveillance timecode must have been wrong, because that was me.
Woman: Really? Then I suppose you can tell me where her missing onyx crucifix is ... the one on the rosary. You didn't k*ll her.
[ Buzzing ]
Davis: [ Exhales sharply ] [ Sighs ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x06 - Prey"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 30th, 2008
"Previously on Smallville" ...
J'onn: I have to run faster interference on these mysterious Good-Samaritan reports.
Clark: Well, that just means I'm doing my job.
J'onn: And it's just a matter of time before someone discovers that.
Tess: This crystal is the only clue that we have, so find me Lex Luthor. Clark, do you know what this is?
Clark: Tess mercer has it.
Chloe: That's the computer she wants me to hack into. Maybe I could take a look at that supercomputer.
Tess: It was stolen. Only a handful of people knew about that device. When I find out who has it, I'm taking it back.
Clark: You're reading all this, aren't you? This is all because of Brainiac.
Chloe: After he att*cked me, my hacking skills went from analog to digital.
Clark: We don't know what can happen.
Chloe: Exactly! So let's not worry about it until we have to.
Tess: What's the status on the Black Creek facility?
Woman: Completely dismantled, and the guests have been re-assimilated.
Oliver: Lionel Luthor k*lled my parents. Did you know about this?
Jimmy: Oh, I'm just trying to corroborate my new theory. Metropolis' very own mystery hero. I'm gonna prove that this guy exists, C.K. He's out there.
[ Helicopter blades whirring ]
Lois: I write news stories, not fairy tales ... especially ones about mythical saviors that no one's ever seen.
Jimmy: Look, I may not have a name or a face to connect him with, but I am telling you, this stealth crime fighter is as real as it gets.
Lois: The only stealth crime fighter I know about wears green leather and plays with arrows. And I think he's hung up his bow.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] Lois, this guy is light-years beyond bows and arrows. Trust me ... this is the kind of story that careers are made of.
Lois: Well, without a photo, that story is about as relevant as a five-part exposé on the Tooth Fairy.
Jimmy: I bet you Clark won't feel that way after I pitch him the story over dinner tonight.
Lois: Oh, Clark is coming to dinner with us?
Jimmy: Yeah, I had a feeling you were too much of a cynic for such an uplifting piece. But, hey, C.K. will be all over this.
Lois: I wouldn't be so sure. As shocking as it might seem, Smallville is no hack.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Wait a minute. Did I just hear you give Clark Kent a compliment?
Man: Give me the purse!
Lois: You're robbing the wrong chick. Jimmy! Get a picture of his face!
[ Tires screeching ]
Lois: Oh. I knew I got a good lick in.
Jimmy: Oh, my God. [ Chuckles ] It's him.
Jimmy: ha!
Clark: Hey, Jimmy.
Jimmy: C.K., Have I been dying to talk to you.
Clark: You said it was urgent. Is everything okay?
Jimmy: Everything is beyond okay, Clark. Once you see this picture that I took last night, your life will never be the same. You might want to sit down.
Clark: I think I'll stand. What am I looking at?
Jimmy: Well, it's a ... it's a person.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] What, this blur?
Jimmy: Well, he's just moving so fast that he's out of focus.
Clark: Jimmy, it looks like a, um ... it looks like a reflection in the lens to me. Maybe there was a police car driving by with red-and-blue lights.
Jimmy: In the middle of a mugging? Don't you think that they would have stopped?
Clark: Well, it's not a person. They can't move that fast. It's not possible.
Jimmy: A few years ago, I would have agreed with you. But you have to admit, we both have seen our fair share of the bizarre and unexplained.
Clark: And what about Lois? She's the one who's supposedly saved. Don't you think it's weird she didn't say anything about it last night?
Jimmy: Not ... really. I mean, she's a naysayer, a nonbeliever. She swears that it's her lightning-fast reflexes that came to her rescue.
Clark: So you're saying this blur saved Lois from becoming roadkill and she didn't feel a thing?
Jimmy: See, that's how good he is. I mean, does this have "front page" written all over it or what?
Clark: Jimmy, there's no way that Tess is gonna publish an out-of-focus photograph. I wouldn't even bother showing her.
Jimmy: Too late ... caught her in the elevator, and she seemed mighty interested. She even agreed to let you write the copy.
Clark: Jimmy, don't you think you should have asked me if I was interested first?
Jimmy: Clark, I was doing you a favor. I mean, this is a huge story. Look, I've been stuck in Lois' shadow ever since I landed at The Planet, and I'm pretty sure the same is true for you. It's time that we made names for ourselves.
Clark: Jimmy, I'd rather be stuck in Lois Lane's shadow than ... than be in the spotlight for some make-believe story.
Jimmy: Just ... think about it, okay? And whatever you do, just keep it on the down-low. If Lois does get wind of this, she's gonna be all over it like a pit bull on a poodle.
Clark: Don't worry. I won't tell a soul.
Jimmy: Thanks.
Lois: How does a violent criminal walk free? Yes, I've heard of bail ... for jaywalkers or shoplifters, not muggers who almost k*lled me. I hope you realize that I will personally take this up with the mayor. Hello?
[ Sighs ]
Sebastian: There she is. The legendary Lois Lane.
Lois: I know you from somewhere, don't I?
Sebastian: I think I'd remember a face like yours.
Lois: You knew my name.
Sebastian: Sebastian Kane ... new city reporter.
Lois: Are you on crack, detective? How does a violent criminal walk free?
Lois: Well, if you like covering robbery and homicide, you've come to the right place. The crime rate's so high, there's actually a "no vacancy" sign in front of County Jail.
Sebastian: Really? Metropolis seems like a safe haven compared to some of the places I've covered.
Lois: Really? Like where ... the gates of Hell?
Sebastian: Iraq. Northern Mosul. I was an embedded journalist when the first troops went in.
Lois: You must have seen some pretty graphic imagery.
Sebastian: A little more than I bargained for.
Lois: Well, I've been pretty much embedded since birth. I'm an army brat. No actual combat. But if you'd met my dad, you'd be surprised I made it out alive.
Sebastian: In that case, you know what it feels like to be the new kid. This is my first time in Metropolis. I still haven't quite got my bearings.
Lois: You know what you need? Lois lane's guide to surviving the big city. I know all the tips and tricks.
Sebastian: Well, I got an idea. Why don't I take you out for dinner tonight? You can share some of those secrets.
Lois: [ Chuckles light ] Well, my calendar's pretty chock-full, but ... I may just happen to be free tonight.
Sebastian: Perfect.
[ Echoing ]
Sebastian: Why so sad?
Tess: Don't ever touch me again. So, did Lane steal that crystal?
Sebastian: It takes a little more than a handshake.
Tess: Well, then I guess you're gonna have to get a little more intimate.
Sebastian: It's already in the works, but not under your employment. I'm done being your personal peeping Tom.
Tess: Hmm. For a memory thief, your own recall is surprisingly spotty. Do I need to remind you that I'm the one that released you from Black Creek? Hmm? That without me, you'd still be staring at four gray walls, waiting in vain for your freedom.
Sebastian: That favor's been repaid three different times. This woman Lois ... she's a good person. I'm not gonna steal her memories.
Tess: That's unfortunate. Because I'm one of the few people that know what a sick, voyeuristic predator you really are ... about the women that you stalked and k*lled before you ended up in Black Creek.
Sebastian: Those things I did ... that was before I could control my abilities. I want a fresh start.
Tess: You'll get it. You will. When you find me that crystal. Or I'll have to place a call to my friends in law enforcement ... tell them about the trail of bodies in your wake.
Chloe: So, I'll talk to you next weekend, okay?
Boy: Yeah.
Clark: I need to talk to you.
Chloe: About Jimmy's latest and greatest snapshot?
Clark: You deleted it, right?
Chloe: Not yet. I wanted to talk to you first.
Clark: What's there to talk about? I'm not gonna let my picture land on every doorstep in Metropolis.
Chloe: It's not like anyone's gonna be able to tell it's you, Clark. You're practically just a smudge on the lens.
Clark: But it is me. People will know I'm out there.
Chloe: And why is that such a bad thing? I know that this is gonna sound totally insane, but think about it. We live in dangerous times, and for people to know that there is someone out there, someone dedicated to saving lives? I mean ... that could really mean a lot.
Clark: That sounds great, Chloe, but it's not that simple. This is my secret we're talking about. If people find out, it's dangerous not only for me, but it's a thr*at to everyone who knows me.
Chloe: Well, I wouldn't say anything if I wasn't absolutely sure.
Clark: You need to talk to Jimmy, get him off this. You're the only one he's gonna listen to.
Chloe: Jimmy is giving you a perfect alter ego. It's called an alias, Clark. Writers have been writing under pen names since the invention of the alphabet. Oliver Queen has the Green Arrow. I think it's time for you to have one of your own.
Clark: This isn't a debate, Chloe. We need to protect my identity.
Chloe: Look, when it comes to your secret, I've never gone against your wishes. And I understand what a huge leap this is for you. But that picture doesn't reveal anything about Clark Kent. It simply gives the world something that they desperately need right now. A hero.
[ Knock on door ]
Tess: Kent. [ Scoffs ] You know, for a cub reporter, you tend to step into the lion's den quite often. I hope it's urgent.
Clark: Look, I'm not sure where Jimmy Olsen got the idea that I wanted to write his Good-Samaritan story, but I'm not interested.
Tess: "Not interested." In a potential front-page story. Makes me wonder what you would be interested in.
Clark: Well, it just doesn't feel right to put my name on some manufactured story that's based on an out-of-focus photograph.
Tess: From what I remember, the only thing out of focus on that photo was our red-and-blue white knight.
Clark: But you can't even tell who it is. You can't even tell what it is.
Tess: Exactly. That's what makes it so brilliant. It's mysterious, tantalizing, full of hope and just a hint of danger.
Clark: And I'm sure it'll sell a lot of newspapers, but to do it by running a tabloid picture? I doubt that's even something Lex Luthor would do.
Tess: I'm not gonna listen to some lecture on journalistic excellence from a reporter whose biggest by-line concerned a kitten-adoption fair. Okay you asked to be taken off the story. I have no problem with that.
Clark: It's not a story.
Tess: No, you're right. It's a tease. But Jimmy Olsen tells me he's up to his elbows in research, and with a few more leads, we'll have a face and a name. When that happens, then we'll have the real story.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Smallville? What are you doing here?
Clark: Lois. I didn't realize you were here. I was just ...
Lois: Rifling through Jimmy's things?
Clark: No. He left his bag here. I was in the neighborhood, so I thought I'd do him a favor and pick it up for him.
Lois: What, so now you're Jimmy's errand boy?
Clark: I'm his friend. Anything wrong with that?
Lois: Nothing. But, ooh! Could you do me a favor? Zip.
Clark: Where are you going all dressed up?
Lois: Little thing called a date. I know you're fresh off the farm, but sometimes, when a guy likes a girl, he asks her out.
Clark: I know what a date is. So, who's the unlucky guy?
Lois: New reporter ... started work at The Planet today. Unlike a lot of new hires, he's actually a serious journalist.
Clark: You just met him ... today.
Lois: I know. The sparks were flying everywhere. I'm surprised the bullpen didn't burn right down.
Clark: Do you always wear so little on a first date?
Lois: Got a problem with the way I look?
Clark: No. Just looking out for you. That's all.
Lois: Aw. Thanks, Clark, but I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself.
[ Knock on door]
[ Sighs ]
Lois: Behave yourself.
Sebastian: These are for being nice to the new guy.
Lois: How sweet. You shouldn't have.
[ Clark clears throat ]
Lois: Oh, you're probably wondering who the strange man in my apartment is. This is Clark. He's one of the Daily Planet's sharpest errand boys.
Sebastian: Well, it's nice to meet you, Clark.
Lois: Clark's actually, um, on his way out. So, don't forget to drop off those papers after you pick up my dry-cleaning. Go. Sorry about him. He's still a little wet behind the ears.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Jimmy: C.K., Be prepared for your career to be launched into the stratosphere. You are definitely gonna want the by-line after you hear this.
Clark: Jimmy, I thought I told you I'm not interested in the by-line on some make-believe story.
Jimmy: You're gonna change your tune once you see my research. I think the Good Samaritan started saving lives right here in Smallville.
Clark: Jimmy, that's a pretty random leap.
Jimmy: Not ... really. "Teen Mysteriously Saved in Lake." "Girl Rescued in Robbery." "Freak Accident Saves Woman." Now, all those happened right around the time that you and Chloe were in the Ninth Grade.
Clark: What, did Chloe give you all this?
Jimmy: [ Scoffs ] Just because I take pictures for a living doesn't mean I don't know my way around a search engine. Whatever. I think that there's a real possibility that you went to school with this guy.
Clark: And what makes you say that?
Jimmy: Look at all the people involved who went to Smallville High. Then right around the time that you guys graduated, these mysterious incidents, they started ... well, they started popping up more often in Metropolis.
Clark: [ Sighs shakily ] What's your point?
Jimmy: Um, yeah, I-I'm just wondering if anyone at Smallville High stood out. You know ... had ... hero potential.
Clark: No, not that I can think of. But even if this guy did exist, don't you think it's his decision to go public?
Jimmy: I don't know. I mean, maybe a little ...
gentle prodding might do him some good.
Clark: I ... I mean, it's not really your choice to make. Be careful with that, Jimmy. It's fragile.
Jimmy: Since when do you take such an interest in my family's photographs? What is it? Look, Jimmy, I got a lot of work to do. And, uh, I got to fix the tractor, so ...
Jimmy: It's all so clear. That's what's been going on between you and Chloe. She's known this whole time. And ... and now this picture.
Clark: Jimmy, you're not making any sense.
Jimmy: No, it makes perfect sense. It's you, isn't it?
[ Beeping ]
[ Beep ]
Computerized voice: System overload. Fatal error.
[ Beep ]
Clark: Chloe? Jimmy knows my secret.
Chloe: What?!
Clark: Between the research and these family photos, he put it together.
Chloe: Oh, my God. What did you do?
Clark: I denied it. I didn't know what else to do. I told him I had chores, and then I came over here. Chloe, this is not good.
Chloe: I'm so sorry, Clark. I should have listened to you. I had no idea he could pick you out of a lineup ... not from that blurry mug sh*t.
Clark: The important thing is that we find a way to throw him off the trail ... for his own good.
Jimmy: You b*at me here.
Chloe: Jimmy.
Jimmy: When I left you, you were doing chores. You blurred over here, didn't you?
Clark: Jimmy, that's ridiculous. I-I used all the shortcuts.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] What? What shortcut? I was speeding the whole way. Oh, you know what, Clark? Why don't you show me on a map?
Chloe: Jimmy. [ Chuckles ] This isn't a witch hunt.
Jimmy: You've known this whole time. That's the big secret that you've been keeping from me. And I get it. I-I get it. And of course you want to keep it a secret. But you can trust me, C.K. I got your back.
Clark: And I appreciate that, Jimmy. But this deep, dark secret that you believe in so strongly just doesn't exist. And I'm sorry to let you down.
Jimmy: Chloe, you ... you'll tell me the truth, right?
Chloe: Yeah, I mean, the truth is, as much as I wish that Clark could shatter land-speed records, it's just ... He's just a regular guy.
Jimmy: You don't trust me, do you?
Clark: She's right, Jimmy. There's nothing special about me whatsoever.
Jimmy: Then I guess I'll have to prove it.
Chloe: Jimmy ...
[ Air whooshes ]
Woman: [ Laughs ]
Oliver: Clark. [ Sighs ] Hey, man, uh, listen, if you're looking for a little jaunt to Aruba, you're gonna have to find another plane, because this one's packed. It's all full, and we're about ready for takeoff. Isn't that right?
Clark: When your assistant said you were having your preflight drink, she wasn't kidding.
Oliver: No, she was not.
Clark: I hope the pilot's at least sober.
Oliver: Well, I sure hope the pilot's sober, too, Clark. He's got to get us there. You know what it is, though, honestly ... you just got to get in the right frame of mind if you're gonna fly the friendly skies. Isn't that right, ladies?
Woman: Yeah.
Clark: Oliver, I need to talk to you.
Oliver: You know what, Clark? Actually, right now ... not the greatest time for me. But I tell you what I can do. I'll drop you a postcard, okay?
[ Women chuckle ]
Clark: It's urgent.
Woman: [ Chuckles ]
Oliver: Uh ... just give us one second. Thank you. Please. Look what you did. So, what's the latest crisis in your life, Clark? Or did you just come here to lecture me about drinking and flying?
Clark: Jimmy's onto my secret. He's got this picture ...
Oliver: and you're afraid that he's gonna plaster it all over the front page of The Planet ... is that it?
Clark: Yeah.
Oliver: You know what? That might not be such a bad idea. It sure would force you to step up a little bit.
Clark: What happened to you? You've all but given upon the Green Arrow. Did you know that Lois was mugged a block away from your apartment? It seems that every time someone sees you, you have a drink in your hand. Maybe I'm not the one who needs to step up.
[ Glass thuds ]
Oliver: Whatever. Listen, you just need to relax. Okay? Sometimes even superheroes need to take a vacation.
Clark: Oliver, I understand that you're still upset with me. I knew that Lionel k*lled your parents, and I didn't tell you. I made a decision, and maybe it was the wrong one. But you're the only one who can help me right now.
Oliver: Well, I tell you what, Clark. I'll call you when I get back.
Clark: There's no time, Oliver! People have died because they know my secret! Lives have been turned upside down. I can't mind-wipe the people who already know my secret. I can only do my best to protect the people like Jimmy. Don't do it for me. Do it for him. He's an innocent bystander whose life will never be the same.
Sebastian: So, there's b*mb going off everywhere. The soldier next to me gets sh*t, so the lieutenant turns to me, grabs my notebook, Frisbees it out the Humvee window, and sticks an M16 in my hand.
Lois: Wait a minute ... I thought you said your notebook made it all the way to Baghdad and back.
Sebastian: It did ... Once the smoke cleared, I walked about a mile and a half to go find it.
Lois: Wow. So, what about the last few years? What kind of misadventures have you had? Come on. You can be honest about your past.
Sebastian: Where do I start?
Lois: Any big investigations? You know, where you went deep undercover with a drug lord or crime family or maximum-security prison?
Sebastian: Okay, b*ll*ts flying over my head is one thing, but stick me in a tiny, little cell, no, thank you. Claustrophobia's a bitch.
Lois: So, you've never, you know, seen the inside of a big government facility? 'Cause that would be a great exposé waiting to happen.
Sebastian: You want to hear about the last time I was in a big government facility? I think I was in high school. That's about as close to prison as it gets.
Lois: Really?
Sebastian: Have you ever had your palms read?
Lois: I don't do too well with fortune-tellers. The last one I went to see told me that I was destined to fall for a guy who flies a lot and likes to wear tights. So I'm just waiting for my cross-dressing pilot to make his landing.
Sebastian: Well, I'll only tell you the good stuff, then. Give me your hand.
Lois: Okay.
[ Echoing ] Lois: ... Made it all the way to Baghdad and back "Wilson Turner." Abilities classified. Homicide. I knew it. You were in Black Creek.
Lois: So ... am I going to live?
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Sebastian: Uh ... excuse me.[ Chuckles ] I should take this. I'll be back in a moment.
Lois: Okay. Hmm.
Tess: So, are you and Lois getting to know each other?
Sebastian: I scanned her. She doesn't have your artifact. I know that much.
Tess: Anything besides air in that brain of hers?
Sebastian: She's figured out who I am. She has this flash drive from Black Creek.
Tess: The one she stole from the library. Oh, well. The facility's been dismantled. There's nothing on that that could implicate LuthorCorp.
Sebastian: It implicates me. She knows the truth about what I can do.
Tess: Well, it sounds like you're in a bit of a quagmire. Especially in light of the fact that she's an overzealous newspaper reporter.
Sebastian: You might want to find yourself a new reporter. Something tells me Lois Lane won't becoming into work tomorrow.
Tess: Move on to our next person of interest ... Jimmy Olsen.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Well, then, thanks for dinner. Now you'll be able to make it across town without a tour book in your hand.
Sebastian: Hey, you said you had that extra transit map. Why don't I come up and get it? We can have a nightcap.
Lois: I like nightcaps, but, unfortunately, I'm on a lethal deadline. I have to proofread a 5,000-worder due at dawn.
Sebastian: I'm a hell of a speller. Why don't I come up and give you a hand?
Lois: Thanks, but, uh, spell-check is actually my best friend. See you mañana.
Ugh!
Sebastian: No one can know who I am. I need that flash drive.
Clark: Are you ready?
Chloe: Ready as I'll ever be. I don't enjoy driving a speeding car at anyone ... even you.
Clark: It's okay, Chloe. Someone's gonna save me.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Clark: that's him now. Chloe, remember ... 10:00 on the dot. Tell me you're sober.
Oliver: Let me tell you something ... I wish I wasn't sober. I could be in a cabana in Aruba right now. Instead, I'm hanging out in the middle of downtown on a rooftop with you guys.
Clark: You didn't hear me complain when I had to put on green leather to protect your identity.
Oliver: Clark, you made out with my girlfriend, man. What did you have to complain about?
Clark: Look, Jimmy's gonna be here any second. We cross at 10:00. And, Oliver ... don't screw this up.
Oliver: Just keep your fingers crossed.
Clark: Jimmy. Thanks for meeting me.
Jimmy: Clark, I-I want you to know that no matter what you tell me, I'm not gonna look at you any differently. You'll always be the same old C.K. to me.
Lois: I swear. Ask anyone. I know how to keep a secret.
Sebastian: You recognized me at the Daily Planet.
Lois: And I can just as easily forget. I have a terrible memory. You can trust me.
Sebastian: There's one thing you learn ... when you get locked up in a cage for four years. That is, you don't ... trust ... anybody.
Clark: Jimmy, let's go get some coffee, set the record straight once and for all.
Jimmy: Whatever you're comfortable with, man. I'm here for you.
Sebastian: I'm sorry, Lois, but I'm never gonna be locked up again.
[ g*n rattles ]
Lois: [ Panting ]
[ Dialing ]
Chloe: On the move, Oliver.
Oliver: Yeah. Let's just get this over with, huh?
[ Cellphone rings ]
Clark: Hello?
Lois: Clark! Help! Help, Clark!
Sebastian: Hey!
[ Grunting ]
Clark: Listen, um, I need to make a phone call. Just wait right here.
Jimmy: Now?
Clark: Yeah. I'll be right back.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: [ Grunting ]
[ g*n cocks ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Thud ]
Jimmy: [ Sighs ]
Man: You're coming with me.
Jimmy: What? No, hey, man. Just take my wallet.
Man: I don't want your money.
Oliver: This isn't part of the plan.
[ Click ]
[ Tires screech ]
Clark: Jimmy! What happened?
Jimmy: Do you actually expect me to fall for that? I know exactly what happened. You ... you just saved me.
Clark: Jimmy, I wish I could take the credit, but it wasn't me. It was him.
Jimmy: No way.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Indistinct talking ]
[ Indistinct chatting]
Jimmy: I'm so sorry, C.K.
Clark: Congratulations, Jimmy.
Jimmy: To think that I just about pulled you out of a closet you weren't even in. I feel terrible.
Clark: Don't feel too bad. Actually, I'm honored you thought I could move with lightning speed.
Jimmy: Well, you might not be superhuman, Clark, but there's a reason that I thought you were the Good Samaritan.
Clark: Why is that ... 'cause I buy girl scout cookies twice a year?
Jimmy: Seriously, C.K. You're the kind of guy that people can count on. Whether it's your friends or strangers, you're always there for them. That's rare.
Lois: What's rare? A pen that works in this place?
Clark: I heard about your date last night. Ended with a thud. I'm sorry I didn't get your phone call till it was all over.
Lois: I wasn't on a date, Smallville. I was deep undercover on a dinner with a psychopath.
Clark: Hmm. Sounds like your type. Lois, why didn't you tell me you were working on a story?
Lois: If I told you my secret, it would have put you in harm's way. It was for your own safety.
Clark: Thanks for looking out for me.
Lois: You're welcome.
Jimmy: Hey. Lois. By any chance, did you take a peek at today's front page?
Lois: I certainly did, Jimmy Olsen. I have to say that I've underestimated you. As hard as it is to believe, I was saved now twice in two days. Without a doubt, I'm officially a true believer in this red-and-blue superdude.
Jimmy: Oh, hey, guys.
Man: Hey, man, congrats. Time to celebrate.
Clark: Word from above ... the mayor's gonna announce the new f*re chief at 10:00 A.M.
Jimmy: [ Scoffs ] My days of covering yawner press conferences are all but over. 'Cause I have a new mission in life.
Clark: I didn't realize you had an old one.
Lois: I'm gonna use my expert tracking skills and find this camera-shy superhero.
Clark: Really? Good luck with that.
Lois: Mark my words, Clark Kent. I won't stop until I land the first worldwide exclusive interview. Watch me.
Clark: [ Sighs ]
Oliver: Nice press. I got to tell you, I never realized how photogenic you were ... as long as no one sees your face.
Clark: It could have been a lot worse.
Oliver: Yeah, it could have. I'm surprised you let the thing print, though. I was expecting to hear about some last-minute computer meltdown at The Planet.
Clark: To be honest, it did cross my mind. But then I got to thinking. Maybe my destiny is more than just secretly saving people. Maybe it was also to give people hope, someone to believe in.
Oliver: I knew you'd catch on someday.
Clark: Well, I just wanted to say thank you before you went on vacation.
Oliver: Vacation's over, Clark. I'm headed to Europe.
Clark: On business?
Oliver: Uh, yeah. Kinda. Kinda. You know my friends ... the ones who like to dress up and kick ass? We're having a summit.
Clark: What happened to the party plane?
Oliver: Want to know the truth? I don't know. It's like, when I was zipping across the street, taking that punk down ... well, I finally felt like myself again, you know? Because that's who I am. I'm not the party boy who runs off on these lost rum-soaked weekends. I'm not the multinational corporate titan. That's not me. Underneath it all, the person I really am is Green Arrow.
Clark: I'm glad you've finally come around.
Oliver: Clark, I understand, uh ... why you didn't tell me about my parents' m*rder. You were afraid of how I'd take it. And it's ... it's fine. You were right. And once I found out, I'm pretty sure my parents wouldn't have been proud of how I reacted.
Clark: Oliver, I have no doubt that your parents would be proud of the person you've become. Except for one thing, and it's just a piece of friendly advice. Don't ever wear that cape again. It looked ridiculous.
Oliver: Really? I kind of liked it. Sure helped with the aerodynamics.
Clark: [ Chuckles ]
Oliver: You should give it a try.
Clark: Not in this lifetime.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Sebastian: Who are you?
Chloe: I thought you might like a visitor ... Wilson.
Sebastian: How do you know me?
Chloe: I was in that facility with you. I know all about your ability to read people like Braille. Now, tell me. That man who stopped you the other night ... How much of his story did you get through?
Sebastian: Let's just say he shouldn't have touched me. Guys like him belong in places like Black Creek. Why were you in there? You don't seem so special.
Chloe: You know, the human mind is simply a highly sophisticated computer. Download too much information, and it crashes. And all the data's lost.
Sebastian: What's that supposed to mean?
Chloe: Here. Let me show you.
Sebastian: Oh!
[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]
[ Beeping intensifies ]
Sebastian: [ Grunts ]
[ Beeping slows ]
[ Indistinct talking ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x07 - Identity"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 6th, 2008
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Kara: Clark, I'm happy you're in my life.
Clark: Well, I'm happy to be in your life, Kara. Kara never came back from Krypton, did she?
Brainiac: You'll never see her again.
Clark: You k*lled her.
Brainiac: Oh, no, something much worse.
Davis: We all have some part of us that we hold underneath the surface. Even I do.
Clark: If this is because of Brainiac, then we don't know what can happen!
Chloe: Clark, this is my life. I'm choosing to look at this as a gift.
Tess: It was stolen. Only a handful of people knew about that device. When I find out who has it, I'm taking it back.
[ Grunting ]
Chloe: Where did you go?
Clark: A place I never want to go again.
[ Knock on door ]
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Handle with care, Smallville. I've had those albums since I was 10.
Clark: What could I possibly want with your Def Leppard anthology?
Lois: I'm taking you upon your offer. Just like old times ... you, me, "Guitar Hero" weekends. I'm moving in.
Clark: Really?
Lois: Mm-hmm.
Clark: Uh, you didn't like it here. Remember? The rooster woke you up every morning.
Lois: Yeah, but at least the rooster only crows once. You try sharing walls with pre-wedding Chloe and Jimmy.
Clark: I didn't need to know that.
Lois: [ Chuckles ]
Clark: But you think it's a good idea that we live and work together?
Lois: Carpooler's dream. Come on. What's the worst thing that could happen ... I'd see you in your Snoopy boxers? Oh, I, uh, found this on your doorstep. Guess Ma Kent is still gonna make you, uh, care packages. I think she put lead in the cookies.
Clark: There's no return address. That's weird.
Lois: What's the funky paperweight for?
Clark: I'm not sure.
Lois: At least it came with batteries.
[ Buzzing ]
[ Whirring ]
Clark: Lois, get away! Run! Now!
Lois: Smallville, just drop it!
Chloe: Hello? Lois? Can you remind me again why we're moving stuff you never use?
Tess: Not exactly the bachelor pad I had imagined.
Chloe: Is Clark expecting you, or is this another one of your daily break-ins?
Tess: You keep holding on tight to that grudge, Chloe. What's with all the broken glass? Is everything okay?
Chloe: Everything except the bird that flew into the window.
Tess: A bird? All that brainpower, and that's what you come up with.
Chloe: It was a large bird. In fact, Lois and Clark are out buying a new pane as we speak.
Tess: Where's the crystal?
Chloe: You're still looking for that thing? Because I can assure you that no NASA-caliber rock is just gonna pop up in some innocuous cornfield.
Tess: Actually, that's exactly what it did. My frequency generator recorded an energy surge about two inches from where you're standing Chloe: Well, I can't speak on behalf of your "frequency generator,"
but on behalf of logic, Clark's the copyboy in your newspaper. What would he would want with some supercomputer?
Tess: More appropriately, what do you want with Clark Kent, hmm? Look at you. So eager to cover his tracks. Blind loyalty can be dangerous, Chloe.
Chloe: That means a lot coming from the protégé of Lex Luthor.
[ Wind gusting ]
Clark: [ Groans ] Aah. Lois. Lois!
Lois: Huh?
Clark: Are you okay?
Lois: Where are we?
Clark: Let's get you up.
Lois: What the Hell? Look, I'm no astronomy major, but I thought there was only supposed to be one sun in the sky.
Clark: Come on. We got to keep moving.
Lois: Clark, I don't think you understand. We're not on Earth.
Clark: That's impossible, Lois.
Lois: How many spaceships does a girl need to stumble upon to convince you that there are aliens among us? Clark, we've been abducted!
Chloe: Venezuela? Well, when does he land? Okay, can you have Oliver call me immediately? It's urgent. Thanks.
[ Sighs ]
[ Knock on door ]
Chloe: Hey.
Davis: Um, this a bad time?
Chloe: It's just one of those days when I feel like my friends have left the planet. Um, can I actually call you a little later?
Davis: I, uh, remember what you said. I don't mean to violate your no-fly zone, but ... my blackouts are gettin' worse.
Chloe: Are you okay?
Davis: I thought if I could find my birth parents, they'd answer some questions, but I'm starting to feel like I just fell out of the sky.
Chloe: I highly doubt that. Here, let me see what you brought me.
Davis: That is my life story. That's a list of all known schools and foster homes.
Chloe: Jones, Webber, Pearson, Vogal, McBride, Moss. Wow! I mean, I know you leapfrogged homes as a kid, but your family tree is more like the Redwood Forest.
Davis: The problem is, I can't find anything on the first three years of my life.
Chloe: That is weird.
Davis: Yeah, so, um ... how about it, Chloe? Do you want to dust off your reporter's hat and help a guy out?
Clark: Come on, Lois. You're doing great. Keep moving.
Lois: At least somebody thinks so. We've been hoofing it for hours. My legs feel like two-ton barbells.
Clark: Something tells me that standing still isn't a good idea.
Lois: Right, because you've been here before?
Let's move.
Clark: Lois!
Lois: Come on! Ugh!
Clark: Lois!
Lois: What is that thing?!
Clark: Stay back. [ Breathing heavily ] Zoners.
[ Creature growling ]
Lois: I don't want to die here, Clark!
Clark: All we have to do is keep an eye out for each other, okay? We'll be fine.
Lois: We're not fine. We're standing on our graves! We're gonna die, us together. No more farmhouse, no more Daily Planet!
Clark: Listen to me! Listen to me. No one's gonna mess with Lois and Clark, right?
Lois: They better not. Let's keep moving.
Clark: Okay.
Lois: Unh.
Clark: Lois! Kara? It's me.
Kara: Kal-El.
Clark: I should have known that Brainiac put you here. Kara, are you okay?
Kara: I thought you were Zoners. Zoners k*ll. For the blood. They can smell it. What were you thinking, bringing Lois here?
Clark: Lois was there when I touched the crystal. We need to find a portal back.
Kara: I did. Zor-El built me an escape hatch.
Clark: If you know a way out, then why are you still here?
Kara: I didn't want to make the same mistake that you did. Zoners got out when you left. They're just waiting for me to open the portal again.
Clark: So you stayed here all this time, fending for your life to protect Earth?
Kara: Your lifeline. You lose it, you die. She better be able to fight.
Clark: She won't have to. We're sending her back.
Kara: How many innocent lives is she worth to you?
Clark: Why are you acting like this? What happened to you, Kara?
Kara: The same thing that would have happened to you had you been here for more than a day. The portal stays closed.
Clark: She doesn't belong here! She's not one of us, Kara. I'll guard the gate, but she's goin' home!
Lois: Oh, my god. Kara. [ Breathing heavily ] They've abducted you, too?
Chloe: You know, Oliver, for a guy with three cell phones, you sure are hard to get a hold of.
Oliver: Chloe, hey. You know, the captain hasn't even turned off the "fasten seat belt" sign yet. What warrants this visit out to the tarmac, huh?
Chloe: Clark and Lois disappeared this morning.
Oliver: Did you check The Planet? I'm sure they're just out chasing f*re trucks again.
Chloe: Yeah, I checked everywhere. I think it has something to do with this. It's Clark's crystal. It's his link to his Kryptonian heritage.
Oliver: Yeah. Look, uh, when it comes to Clark's ... that, I, uh ... I steer clear.
Chloe: I need you to steal a piece of equipment, Oliver. It powers this crystal. Now, I think that if I can gain access to the crystal's database, I may be able to reverse its effects.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] That's your plan, Chloe? You're gonna hack into alien technology? Come on. That's a bit ambitious, isn't it, even for you?
Chloe: There is no door number two. This is my only option.
Oliver: Well, look, even if that thing is responsible for their disappearance, I don't think Clark would want you messing with it, Chloe. That stuff is dangerous.
Chloe: I'm not messing with anything. I know what I'm doing.
Oliver: What are you not telling me, huh?
Chloe: I don't have time to explain. Are you gonna steal the generator or not?
Oliver: All right, who does this fancy piece of equipment belong to?
Chloe: Tess Mercer.
Oliver: Mercy? Well, why didn't you just say so?
Lois: So, first Kara, then Clark and I. It's like the Kent Farm's ground zero for alien abductions.
Clark: The important thing is we get out of here. You go ahead with Kara.
Lois: Actually, I think I'll stick by you and your right hook.
Kara: You can't! He's guarding the entrance so we can open the portal.
Clark: It's okay, Lois. I'll be right behind you.
Lois: You better be!
[ Breathing heavily ]
Kara: The altar's this way.
Lois: This is our DeLorean?
Kara: We just have to touch it.
[ Creature growling ]
Clark: [ Gasps and screams in pain]
Lois: Clark! He needs us!
Kara: No! He'll be fine. You have to go. [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Air whooshing ]
Lois: We can't leave yet, Kara. We have to wait for Clark.
Kara: Lois, there's no time! Go!
[ Growling ]
Lois: Clark? Clark.
[ Wings flapping ]
[ Air whooshing ]
Lois/Faora: This'll do.
Tess: [ Scoffs ] Well, look who decided to show up to work today. Oh, I'm sorry. Am I bothering you?
Lois/Faora: I need to find my son.
Tess: Your son? I have to admit, it's difficult to imagine a mini-Lois running around.
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Tess: You mind me asking who the father is?
Lois/Faora: A great leader ... General Zod. Our creation arrived here attached to the Kryptonian spacecraft housing the baby Kal-El.
Tess: A Kryptonian spacecraft. Well, that makes perfect sense.
Lois/Faora: You know about it?
Tess: Absolutely. I can connect you with your son.
Lois/Faora: Tell me what you know.
Tess: I'm actually searching for a Kryptonian artifact myself. A crystal was stolen from me, diamond-shaped, and I think ...
Lois/Faora: You want to exploit me?
Tess: Of course not. We'd be partners. We could combine our resources.
Lois/Faora: You're lying. You're worthless to me.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: [ Groaning ]
Kara: Kal-El.
Clark: No. I thought you got out!
Kara: A wraith escaped.
Clark: I'll get you out of here.
Kara: [ Grunting ] Open the portal. Get out before more prisoners come.
Clark: No, Kara. They'll k*ll you.
Kara: Kal-El, look at me.
Clark: [ Grunts ]
Kara: It was my destiny to find you and protect you, not the other way around. Go.
Clark: I'm not going anywhere.
Chloe: Lois! Are you okay?
Lois/Faora: I read your articles, Chloe Sullivan. What do you know about the Kryptonian spacecraft that landed in Smallville?
Chloe: Where's Clark?
Lois/Faora: The man you call Clark will die in the prison his father created.
Chloe: What did you do with Lois?
Lois/Faora: I needed her vessel. Not my first choice, but surprisingly flexible.
Chloe: And you would be ...
Lois/Faora: Faora ... wife of Zod.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Gasps ]
Lois/Faora: Where's my son? Tell me where he is or suffer the consequences.
Chloe: I don't know what you're talking about. Please let me go.[ Gasping ]
Lois/Faora: You must know more.
Chloe: [ Choking ] I can't breathe.
[ Gasping ]
Lois/Faora: Thank you.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ g*n cocks ]
Tess: So not the night to mess with me.
Oliver: No "hello"? No "how are ya?"
Tess: What do you know about the crystal?
Oliver: That depends. How good is your sh*t?
Tess: Who do you work for?
Oliver: I'm self-employed. It's sort of an occupational safety hazard.
Tess: Oh. Well, then you know that getting blood out of leather can be a total bitch.
Oliver: Don't worry. You can't move now, but in a couple of minutes, you'll be back to your normal, cuddly, charming self. Thank you, I'll see myself out.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Doctor: Excuse me, Miss? This area is restricted.
Lois/Faora: Please. That's my son.
Davis: There you go, and now all your friends are gonna be envious. High five. Yeah! Okay. Now she's gonna have to find your dad, okay?
Lois/Faora: You helped him.
Davis: Hey. What are you doing here, Lois?
Lois/Faora: I might ask you that question.
Davis: [ Chuckles ] Is everything okay?
Lois/Faora: I don't understand. All that human carnage. Is that not your doing?
Davis: Maybe we need to find you a doctor.
Lois/Faora: All I need is you, my son. Mother's here.
Oliver: Phantom Zone, huh? Seriously, who names these things?
Chloe: Picture an alien Alcatraz, and if I don't bail Clark out soon, who knows what kind of havoc Lo-bot will leave in her wake.
Oliver: Yeah. That still doesn't explain how you're hacking into that crystal, Chloe. It's not hooked up to anything. There's no computer here.
Chloe: Do I tell you how to sh**t your arrows? I don't think so. Stay back.
[ Air whooshing ]
Oliver: Chloe? Chloe, you're bleeding.
[ Air whooshing ]
Oliver: All right, you know what? Chloe, we're done here!
Clark: [ Grunting ] Kara? You have to stay strong.
Kara: Look. Take my blood.
Clark: No.
Kara: It'll open the portal and take you home, okay?
Clark: You are my home. Do you hear me? You're my family. You make me feel like I actually belong.
[ Air whooshing ]
Kara: Aah!
Clark: Kara, grab my hand! Please. Kara, I can't let you die here! You're meant for more than to rot away in the Phantom Zone. Please.
Kara: [ Grunts ]
Chloe: [ Breathing heavily ]
Clark: Chloe. Are you okay?
Chloe: I'm fine.
Clark: Chloe, what did you do?
Chloe: It doesn't matter. You're safe now, and I see you snuck something through Customs.
Clark: Where's Lois? Have you seen her? Is she all right?
Chloe: Far from it. She was infected by something. Does the name Faora ring any bells? Strong, quick, hater of man?
Kara: Zod's wife.
Chloe: Yeah. The wraith that escaped.
Clark: I need you to go to Metropolis Police Department. Find John Jones. Ask him for his crystal. He'll know what you mean.
Chloe: Hey, Clark, just a heads-up ... Lois has all of your abilities without any of your inhibitions.
Clark: Don't worry. I can handle Lois.
Davis: Here ... this won't sober you up, but it'll help clear away the cobwebs.
Lois/Faora: You don't recognize me ... but you are the spitting image of your father.
Davis: Okay. Lois, you got to reason with me. What kind of drugs did you take ... pills, powder, paste?
Don't tell me you injected anything.
Lois/Faora: You don't know who you are. You experience blackouts? Hours of your life mysteriously lost? Your body's still evolving.
Davis: Okay, um ... How do you know that?
Lois/Faora: Before we were phantoms, Zod and I were unable to have children. So we created you.
Davis: You, uh, created me ...
Lois/Faora: You arrived here as genetic matter, containing our planet's most powerful life-forms ... so that, in time, you would evolve to become Earth's ultimate destroyer.
Davis: [ Chuckles ] I drive an ambulance.
Lois/Faora: The duty of a child is to continue the legacy his parents began. Our family is meant to take this planet as our own. And after seeing you with these humans, I realize that you are still too weak to fulfill your destiny.
Davis: [ Gasps ]
Lois/Faora: Trust me, my son. That which kills you makes you stronger.
Davis: [ Inhales sharply ]
Lois/Faora: I'll be back when you're ready.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: I've been looking for you.
Lois/Faora: You're too late, Kal-El. Zod may be gone, but our creation will destroy your world.
Clark: Lois, I know you're in there.
Lois/Faora: Remind me, Kal-El ... did Jor-El and Lara come looking for you? Of course not. They didn't love you like I love my son.
Clark: This is all my fault, Lois. I'm sorry.
Lois/Faora: You have feelings for this creature I inhabit. [ Scoffs ] Like father, like son.
Clark: [ Groaning ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Aah! Lois, stop.
Lois/Faora: Lois can't hear you.
Clark: [ Gasping ]
[ Air whooshing ]
Lois/Faora: Aah!
Clark: [ Coughs ]
Clark and Lois: [ Both exhale sharply ]
Kara: [ Breathing heavily ] Does that mean she's okay?
Clark: I don't know. I hope so.
Davis: [ Inhales sharply ]
[ Telephone ringing ]
Lois: I just came from Tess. I got a raise.
Clark: Why would she give you a raise?
Lois: Because I'm me. Hello.
Clark: Right, but ... it feels kind of random, doesn't it?
Lois: Aw, hang in there, Smallville. You just have to pay your dues until the boss sees that you can photocopy like the best of them.
Clark: Did you see Tess yesterday?
Lois: Beats me. All I remember is touching that rock, having some "Arabian Nights" acid trip, and waking up very confused.
Clark: It was pretty intense hallucination, even for you.
Lois: So I passed out, just like that?
Clark: It was probably a blood-sugar thing. Lois, the best part about you living at the farm is I can keep an eye on you.
Lois: Yeah, about that ... change of plans. Nothing against you. It's just this raise means I can afford a place, you know, without farm animals.
Clark: Does this have anything to do with the hallucination you had?
Lois: Yeah, right. It was a dream. It's called make-believe. What other reality stars you as my knight in shining armor?
Clark: I was your knight in shining armor?
Lois: Like I said, "crazy."
Man: Kent. Miss Mercer wants to see you.
[ Knock on door ]
Tess: I shouldn't have underestimated Lois. She really blew me away yesterday.
Clark: So you did see her.
Tess: You know, just when I thought she couldn't get an interesting bone in her body, she starts going on about a Kryptonian spacecraft carrying someone called Kal-El?
Clark: Well, she h*t her head. She was hallucinating.
Tess: I'm sure Chloe told you that I stopped by your farm? It's a hell of a muddy driveway you got there. You were the last one to see Lex alive, weren't you? This was taken in the arctic. If the boot fits ...
Clark: A lot of people have work boots. You don't think I was in the arctic based on these pictures.
Tess: I think there's a lot more to Clark Kent that even Clark Kent doesn't want to admit.
Clark: A farmer turned journalist ... not a very interesting story.
Tess: I know that you're hiding something about his disappearance. And I can't wait for the day when you realize that you and I are on the same side and that maybe it's not in your best interests to lie to your boss.
Clark: If you want to f*re me, Miss Mercer, go ahead. I have nothing more to tell you about this.
Tess: Clark, I don't want to f*re you. I want to trust you. And I want to know why Lex didn't. In time, I'm sure the truth will reveal itself.
[ Crickets chirping ]
[ Door closes ]
Oliver: Hallmark didn't have any, uh, "Welcome back to Earth" cards, so ...
Clark: Oliver. It's nice to see everyone has a key to this place.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ]
Clark: I spoke to Chloe. She said if it wasn't for you, I probably wouldn't be here right now. Thanks.
Oliver: Actually, uh, if it wasn't for Chloe tweaking into a supercomputer, you wouldn't be here right now. Her eyes turned white, and then she, uh ... with one hand, mind you ... pushed me into the other room. So, uh, what happened to her?
Clark: It's Brainiac ... He infected her somehow.
Oliver: What are you doing about this?
Clark: Everything I can. I've tried to talk to her, but I can't control her life.
Oliver: Her life? It's not her life anymore, Clark. She's living yours. Chloe's knee-deep in these situations that ... pardon the expression, but humans just don't understand. As her best friend ... make her stop before she gets hurt.
Kara: Looks like someone's got cold feet. He's not even at the frozen tundra yet.
Clark: After what this crystal did to Lois and I, there's no way I can trust it to rebuild the fortress.
Kara: So, did your adventure with Lois end with you telling her your secret?
Clark: Not exactly. All I ever wanted was to keep Lois away from my secret. But yesterday, that nearly got her k*lled.
Kara: You want your cousin's two cents? Lois can handle it. She's tough ... and strong. You wouldn't have let her get so close if you didn't think so, too.
Clark: I was beginning to miss these family lectures.
Kara: [ Sighs ] I'm leaving Smallville.
Clark: Kara, you just got back.
Kara: When I was in that Hell hole, I heard rumors that Kandor still exists. Kal-El, I think that a part of our civilization may have survived before the expl*si*n. If I can find that city, I can save our bloodline.
Clark: Then I'll go with you.
Kara: Kal-El, there is a reason that you were sent to Earth and raised as a member of the Kent family. Your path is on Earth, living amongst the humans and inspiring mankind.
Clark: Kara, we can do all of this together.
Kara: We can't. I don't fit in here. My journey is somewhere else.
Clark: I'm gonna miss you.
Kara: See? You're always with me, close to my heart.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Exhales sharply ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x08 - Bloodline"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 13th, 2008
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Clark: This is all because of Brainiac, isn't it?
Chloe: Clark, for once, something good came from something horrible. I'm choosing to look at this as a gift.
Jor-El: You have chosen to defy me. This defiance cannot go without consequence.
Clark: Since Jor-El created Brainiac, I think he can cure your infection. And I think I can re-create Jor-El and the fortress. I just need to get that crystal back.
Davis: [ Screams ]
Chloe: After all these years of keeping this secret, why are you telling me?
Davis: I feel like you were sent to me.
Chloe: That's great.
Chloe: Clark, you don't get how much of my life I spend protecting your secret.
Oliver: Chloe, we're done here. Chloe's knee-deep in these situations that humans just don't understand. As her best friend, make her stop before she gets hurt.
Davis: Did you help me because of some personal code of ethics, or was there more to it than that?
Chloe: I think it's best if I don't see you for a while.
Lois/Faora: This'll do.
Davis: Lois. Ugh!
Lois/Faora: I know who you are. You arrived here as genetic matter ... containing our planet's most powerful life-forms, so that in time, you would evolve to become Earth's ultimate destroyer. Trust me, my son. That which kills you makes you stronger.
Jimmy: Breakfast in bed for my beautiful bride-to-be. I even brewed you a special "wedding-day countdown" cup of coffee. Two kinds of beans blended together in a tasty marriage of flavor.
Chloe: Ohh, thank you, Jimmy.
Jimmy: No problem. You know, it's one week until we rendezvous at the altar, and we're, uh, still getting RSVPs.
Chloe: [ Scoffs ] I bet you anything these slow responders have never had to tackle the challenge of a seating chart.
Jimmy: Mm. And one of our invited guests continues to be conspicuously absent. Lana.
Chloe: Who?
Jimmy: [ Laughs ] Uh, longtime friend, drama with Clark, left town in a hurry, apparently never to be heard from again.
Chloe: Right ... Lana. I just didn't ... I didn't hear you.
[ Chuckles ]
Jimmy: Are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah. Why?
Jimmy: You've been kind of forgetful lately. If you forget the florist's name one more time, I think she's gonna stick us with potted ferns.
Chloe: Just distracted. I guess it's a case of the, uh, pre-wedding jitters.
Jimmy: Chloe, the hard part ... It's over. Just think of this wedding as one big fiesta to us ... kind of like the engagement party ... just with more people. Okay?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Jimmy: How about we take a little break?
Chloe: I thought the whole point of an engagement party was to enjoy the "party" part.
Jimmy: I just want two minutes alone with you. I've been hugged by so many people today, I feel like I'm engaged to everyone but you.
Chloe: You're right ... the night has gone by faster than a flash of a camera, hasn't it?
Jimmy: And that's why we can't miss this dance.
Chloe: I love you, Jimmy.
[ Music playing ]
[ Electricity crackles ]
Chloe: Jimmy, what's going on? This isn't how it happened. Jimmy! [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Thunder crashes ]
[ Whirring ]
Chloe: [ Gasps ]
Jimmy: Chloe. You okay? You blanked out for a second. You have a headache? Do you want me to call a doctor?
Chloe: Get out of my apartment.
Jimmy: Chloe. It's me. It's Jimmy. It's your fiancé.
Chloe: I think I'd remember my own fiancé. I've never seen you before in my life.
Jimmy: Code red, C.K. My whole world just fell apart.
Clark: Jimmy, slow down. What's going on?
Jimmy: As Chloe's future husband, I thought that I could steer her ship through any storm, in sickness and in health, but ... I just got h*t with a major bridal wave.
Clark: The wedding's a week away. She's probably just stressed.
Jimmy: Yeah, that's what I thought, but ... she's been forgetting things. It started out as small stuff, like, ... like, miss a meeting, a name, a place ... that kind of stuff. But today, she ... she didn't even recognize me. She was actually afraid of me.
Clark: Did you notice any other symptoms?
Jimmy: Other than a selective amnesia? Look, she calmed down as soon as I showed her a picture of us together, but I still don't think that she remembers me. Clark, Chloe ... she, uh ... she used to have this medical condition. It gave her this special ability.
Clark: You mean her meteor ability ... healing people.
Jimmy: I figured she would have told you, but ... do you think that it left her with brain damage?
Clark: I don't know. This could be any number of things.
Jimmy: Look, we need to get Chloe to a doctor. Would you talk to her? Her memory may have left me at the altar, but ... she might still remember you.
Chloe: Excuse me. Can you tell me how to get to the hospital library?
Woman: Are you an intern?
Chloe: Uh, med student ... Met U.
Woman: Yeah, certainly don't miss those days. What lucky topic did you take up?
Chloe: Memory loss, synaptic shock ... you know, your basic brain drain. I was trying to find some information online, but it looks like most of the cutting-edge research is here at Met Gen.
Woman: Yeah. Just down the hall to the east wing, second floor.
Chloe: Thanks.
Woman: Good luck.
Davis: Hey. I, uh, was actually thinking about you.
Chloe: Davis. You look exhausted. You pulling more night-after-night shifts?
Davis: These days, it's more like "Night of the Living d*ad."
Chloe: Well, careful that the zombies don't try and eat your brain for breakfast. Save yourself. It's a little too late for me. I was supposed to look into your past. Davis, I'm ... you know, my crystal ball is just on the fritz.
Davis: Actually, I was thinking about it. I'd rather you just cancel the whole séance altogether. I decided to let the past rest in peace. But there's something else, Chloe, something I've been thinking about since the day we met.
Chloe: You know what, Davis, I would really love to hear what you have to say, honestly, but now is just not a good time.
Davis: Got it. Is everything okay with you and Jimmy?
Chloe: Jimmy? Oh, right ... uh, fiancé. Yeah.
Davis: You've been there for me a lot lately. If you ever need anything, I'm right here for you.
Chloe: [ Chuckles lightly ] The truth is, my brain's just a little fried ... literally.
[ Chuckles ] I'll talk to you later?
Davis: Of course.
[ Door opens ]
Clark: Chloe?
[ Beep, doors close ]
Chloe: I'm right here, Clark.
Clark: Chloe. Hey, I've been looking all over for you. Look, Jimmy says that you're forgetting things ... that this morning, you didn't even recognize him.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Jimmy's overreacting.
Clark: So you do know who he is?
Chloe: [ Laughing ] Of course! Jimmy Olsen ... reddish hair, cute smile, photographer, likes to wear bowling shirts.
Clark: What about "fiancé"?
Chloe: Yeah. Right. We begin our lives together Saturday at 6:00.
Clark: Chloe, it sounds like you're reading this all off a list. Are you sure everything's okay?
Chloe: I'm just ... distracted, you know? I mean, the last-minute wedding plans.
Clark: Why did you close the bookcase when I walked in?
Chloe: Research. Client/therapist privilege. No, Clark. Please, just don't. Okay? I'm really busy right now. I-I still need to pick the place settings. I mean, who knew there were 90 ways to fold the napkin? Clark, please ... Okay, I know this looks a little weird.
Clark: What's going on, Chloe?
Chloe: Jimmy's right. I have been ... drawing a few blanks.
Clark: A few?
Chloe: Well, y-yeah. But I've just been kind of using this as Chloe Sullivan's crib sheet. And whenever I forget someone ... like, you know, my fiancé ... I come here to remind myself of how we're connected.
Clark: Chloe, listen to what you're saying. You had to paste your entire life on these walls. There's something seriously wrong with you.
Chloe: I still remember you. And that's about all I remember. I've forgotten almost everyone, Clark. And I'm having to fake my feelings more and more with people. Pretty soon, there isn't gonna be any "I, Chloe." Just ... an I.Q.
Clark: We both know what's happening to you.
Chloe: I'm being taken over by Brainiac.
Davis: [ Exhales heavy ]
Jimmy: Davis.
Davis: Hey, Jimmy.
Jimmy: Uh, is that your RSVP? Because there's a little thing called a stamp that would have saved you a trip. Um, look, I'm sorry. I can't stick around, and Chloe's not here, so ...
Davis: Yeah, I ran into her in the city. Your name came up, and she acted kind of weird. Is everything okay?
Jimmy: Yeah, sure. No, it's just a little temporary detour on our way down the aisle.
Davis: You really love her ... don't you?
Jimmy: Yeah. Like Sinatra said ... "She's all I long for, all I worship and adore." You know what I mean?
Davis: [ Exhales sharply] Yeah, I do. Yeah. I do. I-I'm just sorry that I-I won't be able to make it.
Jimmy: Oh. Well, you know, unlike some of my extended family, I'm not gonna enjoy putting your reply card in the "regrets" pile.
Davis: Oh, no, I'm sorry that I won't be there, but, uh ... could you do me a favor? Would you mind just telling Chloe for me?
Jimmy: Yeah, yeah. No, that's ... that's no problem.
Davis: She's an amazing girl. Take care of her.
[ Door closes ]
Jimmy: That's what I'm trying to do.
Clark: Brainiac's always got an objective. Chloe, do you remember anything from this morning, when you lost your last memory of Jimmy?
Chloe: Every time I try and think about someone that I've forgotten, it's like this swarm of Kryptonian symbols that I don't understand. It's like times square times 100 in my head.
Clark: Brainiac is replacing your memories with Kryptonian data.
Chloe: Yeah, and this one keeps repeating itself over and over again.
Clark: This is the symbol for doom.
Chloe: Do you think Brainiac is sending me a message?
Clark: Whatever he's doing, Chloe, we need to stop it. Jor-El created Brainiac. When Kara lost her memory, Jor-El restored it. If I take the crystal to the arctic and rebuild the fortress, Jor-El might be able to help you, too.
Chloe: Or he could strip you of your powers or drop an ice castle on you.
Clark: It doesn't matter, Chloe. I have to do this.
Chloe: And I have to be honest with you, Clark. This is exactly why I didn't tell you what was happening with me ... because I knew that you would just fly off without thinking about any of the consequences. Clark, last time you handled this crystal, it zapped you to the Phantom Zone. Now, for all we know, Lex could have sent this to you. I mean, he could still be trying to control you from wherever he is.
Clark: Chloe, none of this would have happened if you hadn't tried to protect me. Everyone who knows about my secret, I've watched them either go away or die ... my dad, Pete ... Lana, Lionel, even Lex. Chloe, I'm not gonna let my secret destroy your life, too.
Chloe: The night that I saw you catch that car with your bare hands, it changed my life ... for the better. Clark, thanks to you, I've actually made an impact on the world. I wouldn't trade that for anything.
[ Electricity crackles ]
Clark: Chloe?
[ Tires screech, engine revs ]
Chloe: Clark, get out of the way. Oh, my God. Clark.
[ Echoing ]
Clark: Chloe!
[ Normal voice ]
Clark: Chloe, snap out of it. Chloe. Chloe, hey. Chloe.
[ Exhales sharply]
Clark: You okay?
Chloe: Yeah. My head just feels like a volleyball at the Summer Olympics.
Clark: You blacked out again. Come on. Let's sit down. Did you lose another memory?
Chloe: No, I think you snapped me out of it before anything completely disappeared. I guess the more I think about someone, the more my memory gives them a complete mental makeover.
Clark: Before you trailed off, you were talking about the first time you saw me use my abilities.
Chloe: Abilities? As in your ability to look both ways before you cross the street? Clark, all I remember is hiding behind some construction equipment and watching you stand in the middle of the road.
Clark: You don't remember an out-of-control car?
Chloe: Were you h*t by a car that night? Oh, God. I'm starting to lose things about you, too, now.
Clark: Do you remember the name Kal-El?
Chloe: Should I?
Clark: W-what about Krypton or Brainiac?
Chloe: Brainiac! People used to call me that when I was a kid. Right? What? I'm forgetting something important now. What don't I remember? Look, Clark ... this isn't gonna stop. I'm losing everything.
Clark: Chloe, it's gonna be okay. But I need you to trust me. I know someone who can help us, but you need to stay here and relax, and I'll go talk to them.
Chloe: No, Clark. Don't go. Please, don't leave me. What if I forget all about you while you're gone?
Clark: Here. Maybe this will help. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, Chloe.
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Clark? Clark?
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
[ Footsteps approach ]
Chloe: Clark?
Jimmy: Hey. Chloe. It's me. It's ... Jimmy. I brought some more pictures of us, in case you still couldn't ... place my face.
Chloe: [ Chuckling ] Hey, Jimmy. I remember who you are.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles softly ] You recognize me?
Chloe: Sorry about the att*ck of the Bridezilla this morning.
Jimmy: Ohh. I thought that I'd really lost you. You're not feeling the love, are you?
Chloe: The truth is, I'm not really feeling much of anything for anyone these days. It's like a bunch of random Facebook profiles. I mean, Clark is one of the few friends that I actually have memories of still.
Jimmy: I figured you would have forgot something about him before you lost all your memories about the guy you're about to marry. But the most important thing is that you don't have total amnesia.
Chloe: Yet.
Jimmy: Chloe, you need to see a doctor. I made an appointment for you this afternoon with one of the best neurologists in Metropolis.
Chloe: Clark told me to wait here for him while he went to get help.
Jimmy: No. No, I-I don't know why he left you here alone, but we're gonna get you some real help.
Chloe: He said to trust him.
Jimmy: Pictures. They can't remind you of emotions, but they don't lie, either. Look at these. There was a time when you trusted me enough to marry me. Please, Chloe.
Trust me now.
Jor-El: Welcome home, my son.
Clark: Home? I wanted to see it that way, Jor-El. I wanted to learn more about my family, about my destiny. And then you tore it all away.
Jor-El: I programmed the fortress to remove your powers and self-destruct if you became a danger to the planet.
Clark: When you sent me here, you had no way of knowing how I would use my abilities. You trusted me. When I betrayed that trust, you were willing to sacrifice your only son to save this planet. But now I know what it truly means to protect people, not just my family and friends.
Jor-El: You've made great progress, my son.
Clark: One thing needs to change. You call me your son, but you treat me like your enemy. I think it's time you stop punishing me and start trusting me again.
Jor-El: You've grown up, Kal-El. Your trials have matured you.
Clark: My trials are not over, Jor-El. Brainiac was not destroyed. He managed to infect one of my friends, and now he's taking her over. I need your help.
Jor-El: I can translate the Kryptonian code corrupting your friend's mind back into human memories; however, the being you call "Brainiac" Is highly unpredictable. It poses a tremendous thr*at to all of us. There is no way of knowing what the outcome will be. Are you willing to take that risk?
[ Siren chirping ]
Chloe: Got any advice for an MRI rookie?
Technician: It won't take long. Your best bet ... just close your eyes and think of a place that makes you happy. All right.
[ Machine humming ]
[ Electronic pinging ]
[ Electricity crackles ]
Chloe: Wow. Sweet setup, Clark. Spend your nights spying on any unsuspecting neighbors?
Clark: No, I like ... looking at the stars.
[ Birds chirping ]
Chloe: I guess you truly are a gentleman farmer. Emerson and Thoreau have nothing on you. I spend way too much of my time reading.
Clark: Actually ... I love reading. I don't have that much time to make a lot of friends. My dad keeps me pretty busy with chores.
Chloe: My mom left me when I was really young. After that ... I was afraid to make friends because ... I just thought they'd all end up leaving, too. So I buried my nose in books. Although, I think I lost one of my favorites when we moved ... "Tales of the Weird & Unexplained." Something tells me I won't find much of the weird or unexplained here, in Norman Rockwell's neighborhood.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Smallville's more than just dairy cows. We have a pretty good public library. What was that for?
Chloe: I know you've been thinking about it all day. So I figured we'd just get it out of the way and be friends.
[ Electricity crackling ]
Chloe: Oh, no. It's happening again. I have to get you out of here and into another memory!
[ Indistinct shout]
Chloe: Dark Thursday.
Clark: Chloe!
Chloe: Clark!
Clark: What's happening? All the streetlights are out. Come with me!
Chloe: I can't lose you, Clark.
Clark: Chloe, I'll never leave you.
Chloe: Clark!
[ Crackling intensifies ]
[ Crackling stops ]
Chloe: Davis?
Davis: Hey, Chloe.
[ Crackling resumes ]
[ Rapid beeping ]
Technician: Ms. Sullivan, are you okay?
Other Technician: Aah! What happened?
Technician: I don't know. Her brain waves spiked as soon as she went in, and then the machine went haywire.
Chloe: What's going on? Where am I?
Technician: You're in the hospital. You don't remember?
Chloe: I don't remember anything but Davis. I have to find Davis.
Chloe: Davis.
Davis: Hey, Chloe.
Chloe: Oh, my God. Thank God I found you.
Davis: You might want to loosen that up. I don't tie tourniquets this tight.
Chloe: I'm in trouble, Davis. I need your help.
Davis: Are you okay?
Chloe: No. I'm nowhere near okay. I'm completely lost. I don't even know my own zip code or who my parents are. I can't remember anything but my own name and you.
Davis: Okay. Just relax and breathe. Were you in an accident?
Chloe: I don't know. I don't think so. No. No, 10 fingers, 10 toes, and I'm not in any pain. I just ... my memory's M.I.A.
Davis: Yeah, but how would you know who I am?
Chloe: I don't know. I just do. But you're the only one. It's like you've become my entire world.
Davis: Listen, Chloe, we should call your friends.
Chloe: No, no, no! I can't remember any of my friends! Davis, I don't trust anyone but you! I'm so scared. What's happening to me?
Davis: Don't worry, Chloe. You're safe now.
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Thank you.
Davis: It's like I said this morning ... I will always, always be there for you.
Chloe: [ Whimpers, exhales sharply ]
Jimmy: Lawyer? No, you're not gonna be hearing from any lawyer. You're gonna hear from an entire law firm.
Clark: Jimmy, where's Chloe?
Jimmy: I took her to Met General to get an MRI, but the hospital lost her. She ran away as soon as they pulled her out of the machine.
Clark: Why did you take her out of the barn?
Jimmy: More importantly, why did you leave her alone when her memory was shedding pounds by the minute, Clark?
Clark: I went to go talk to someone who could help. Chloe was in no condition to make the trip.
Jimmy: I should never have let her out of my sight.
Clark: You did everything you could to help her. Don't b*at yourself up over something you can't control.
Jimmy: She could be wandering the streets right now with no idea who she is or where she's from. What if we don't find her?
Clark: We will find her ... if we work together. Look, I need you to call Metropolis P.D. and ask for John Jones. He'll get the word out. In the meantime, I 'm gonna go to Metropolis and start searching the streets.
Jimmy: Right. Hey, Clark. Thanks.
Chloe: I think that they're closed.
Clark: Chloe. You don't recognize me, do you? Listen, it's okay. You live here, upstairs. It's your apartment.
Chloe: Why did you bring me here? You promised me I could stay with you.
Davis: Chloe, it's okay. Clark is one of your best friends.
Chloe: But I only remember you.
Davis: It's okay. You're safe. Trust me.
Jimmy: Clark, I thought that I heard ... Chloe. I am so glad to see you.
Chloe: I don't know who you are.
Clark: This is Jimmy. He's your fiancé.
Chloe: Just stay away from me. Ohh.
Jimmy: Chloe. What did you just do to her?
Davis: She has full-blown amnesia. I-I thought she was gonna run again. I brought a sedative just in case.
Clark: Any idea why she remembers you?
Davis: No, but lucky for us, she did. When she found me, she was scared out of her mind. I thought if she saw you, it would jump-start her memory.
Jimmy: Thank you for bringing her home.
Davis: It's no problem. This is where she belongs. Looks like she's in good hands. Call me if you need me.
Jimmy: We need to get her to Smallville Med.
Clark: You're right. I'll take her to the car if you want to grab some of her stuff. I'll meet you out back.
Jimmy: Yeah.
[ Air whooshes ]
Jor-El: Time is of the essence, Kal-El.
Clark: Chloe never would have gotten hurt if she wasn't trying to protect me.
Jor-El: I tried to warn you of the danger in sharing your true identity.
Clark: Now that I'm taking more risks ... it's even more dangerous for her. Chloe deserves a life free from the burden of my secret. When you restore her memory, I don't want her to remember a anything about Krypton ... or my abilities.
Jor-El: I know this choice is not easy for you, my son, but it will be done.
Clark: You've been the best friend and ally I could have had, Chloe. The truth is, you've saved me more than I ever could have saved you. I'm sorry to go back to hiding the truth from you. But the best way that I know to protect you is to let you go.
[ Ringing and humming ]
[ Liquid trickling ]
Chloe: Jimmy, I'm impressed.
Jimmy: Hmm.
Chloe: You managed to balance out singles, couples, and families while keeping all of the exes at different tables and still keeping the kids' table away from the cake. You truly are the Zen Master of seating charts.
Jimmy: More the master of musical chairs. But now that this is over, I don't want to see, sit, or stand on another chair for a good long while.
Chloe: Well, then let's just live on the couch. [ Chuckles ] What?
Jimmy: You're amazing. You had about the fastest spontaneous recovery in history.
Chloe: Yeah, I don't know exactly what I did. I mean, one minute, I'm standing in The Talon, not recognizing you or Clark, and then suddenly, I feel a sharp sting of a needle, and the next thing I know, I wake up in the hospital, happy to see you both right by my side.
Jimmy: I wonder if Davis' knockout punch had anything to do with it.
Clark: It definitely was a miracle, plain and simple.
Chloe: Clark Kent ... the best-looking best man in town. Second only to my gorgeous groom, of course.
Clark: I'm just glad the bride is safe. Everything's back to the way it used to be.
Chloe: Oh, wow! I got to get to Metropolis to drop off our check to the florist before they close.
Clark: Uh ... I'll make a run to the city for you.
Chloe: Are you kidding me? That's like a two-hour trip, and you drive like an old lady.
Jimmy: Are you sure you're feeling up to it? Because I really don't mind coming along.
Chloe: I'm perfectly fine stopping and smelling the roses on my own. Besides, there's a whole bunch of folding tables he needs to set up at the farm, and I, uh, seriously doubt that Clark can carry all of them by himself.
Clark: [ Chuckles softy ]
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
Davis: Chloe.
Chloe: Hey, you! You sneaking up on me? Don't have any hypodermic needles up your sleeves, do you?
Davis: Oh, no, no. Not a needle in sight. I'm sorry that I had to do that to you.
Chloe: Are you kidding me? If you hadn't h*t me with your best sh*t, I never would have gone with Clark and Jimmy. Oh, by the way, I heard you're not gonna be able to make it to my wedding. I'm really gonna miss you being there.
Davis: Chloe, I-I lied. They don't need me at the hospital that day.
Chloe: Please tell me that this isn't because of all the drama I put you through. You know that I wasn't in my right mind.
Davis: No, no. It's not you. You're ... beautiful. There's a lot in my life that I don't understand right now, but the one thing that I'm sure of ... Is how I feel about you. I-I can't go to your wedding, Chloe, because I can't watch you marry the wrong man.
Chloe: Okay, Davis, you need to slow down and put your ambulance in reverse. I'll admit that when we first met, there was an attraction. I mean, you're kind and you save people's lives and you look great in a uniform, so of course I'm gonna like you. But I love Jimmy.
Davis: Do you? Do you really? I tried to be the bigger man. That's why I brought you back to him, even though all I wanted to do was take care of you myself. But then I thought about it. When you forgot about everyone else in your life, who did you come to for help? Not Jimmy. Not even your best friend, Clark. It was me. You came to me.
Chloe: Davis, I ...
Davis: There is some sort of connection between us, Chloe, and I know that you feel it, too.
Chloe: Okay, stop. Um, Davis, this connection ... it was ... It was never this.
Davis: [ Exhales sharply ] I understand. But I am not ready to let you go. I will wait for as long as it takes. You know where to find me.
[ Wind howling ]
Clark: Jor-El. I've come here to thank you for what you've done. Chloe's a lot safer now that she doesn't remember the truth about me. I guess I'm just starting to realize how much I actually lost.
Jor-El: You made a difficult choice. I am proud of you, Kal-El. But something else is troubling you.
Clark: I know that we defeated Brainiac, but we may have another problem. When Chloe was losing her memory, she kept seeing the Kryptonian symbol for doom in her mind.
Jor-El: The symbol for doom signifies the ultimate destroyer. The ultimate destroyer is a Kryptonian creature bred for a single purpose ... to k*ll. It adapts and evolves to any att*ck. It is virtually unstoppable. And it appears it has made its way to Earth.
Clark: So Brainiac was trying to contact this thing, using Chloe as a vessel.
Jor-El: If that is true, then it is likely the creature will find her soon.
Clark: I don't care how powerful it is. I'll take it on, like I have everything else.
Jor-El: I am here for you as well, my son.
Clark: Thank you ... Father.
[ Air whooshes ]
Jor-El: My son? My son.
Brainiac: Your son is destined to fail. Soon, a new age will dawn on Earth ... an age of power and strength ... and the fall of the House of El. Doomsday is coming. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x09 - Abyss"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 20th, 2008
Photographer: Now be yourselves, just speak from the heart.
Clark: Jimmy, Chloe. I can't tell you how happy I am the two of you found each other. You're very lucky to be together. Look, your wedding day's gonna be perfect ... I'm gonna make sure of it.
Lois: Stop hogging the spotlight, Smallville. Hey, cuz, you know that I love you, and I wish you and jimmy long and happy years together. And remember what The General always says ... marriage is the only w*r where you get to sleep with the enemy. You can edit out that last part, right?
Clark: Lois.
Lois: I told him.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Applause ]
[ Camera shutters clicking ]
[ Camera shutters clicking ]
Man: I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Applause ]
[ Cheers and applause ]
[ Both chuckle ]
Lois: Ladies and gentlemen, join me in welcoming the newlyweds.
[ Cheers and applause ]
[ Rumbling, object thuds, sizzling ]
Chloe: What was that?
[ Thud ]
[ Woman screams ]
Man: Oh my God, Oh my God! Somebody help!
[ Woman screams ]
Chloe: Hold on, Jimmy. Please don't leave me.
[ Heavy footsteps approaching ]
[ Heavy breathing ]
Chloe: [ Screams ]
Eight Hours Earlier
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Lois: It's 11:00 hours, people. We only got till sunset to change this little heifer-house into my cousin's chapel of love, so let's pick up the pace. Whoa. Hold on, Emeril. Dinnerware stays outside until the reception presto change-O.
Man: Of course, no problem.
Lois: Goldilocks, this is Mother Goose. What's the status at bridal central? Half an hour ahead of schedule.
Lois: Good job, Chloe. But don't get cocky, or you'll fall behind. Over and out. Oh, uh, Jimmy told me you're going to be filming this epic, Spielberg. I want testimonials, candids, everything. But I don't want to know you're here. You're a fly on the wall, all right?
Photographer: Ring that bell.
Lois: No. Mother Goose to Baby Bear. Mother Goose to Baby Bear. Come in, baby bear.
Jimmy: I'm getting married. Shouldn't I get bumped up to Papa Bear? Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. We don't need to jinx our big day.
Lois: Seem a little twitchy there, jimmy. The butterflies in your stomach starting to do the rumba yet?
Jimmy: Not at all. Well, the only thing I'm nervous about is seeing Chloe before the ceremony. It's bad luck.
Lois: What about the whole "till death do us part" part? That's got to be nerve-racking.
Jimmy: Well, when you pick the right person, there's no need for wedding-day jitters.
Lois: Good answer, Jimbo.
Jimmy: You know, speaking of the right person, since you don't have a plus-one tonight, I'd like you to meet one of my friends. Name's Clark Kent. You heard of him?
Lois: Better wear your bow and arrow, Cupid. That bumbling tadpole is not my Prince Charming.
Jimmy: Well, maybe you just need to jump his lily pad and plant one on him. Come on. I've seen the way you two look at each other.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] You need to get your eyesight checked, Olsen. Clark doesn't like me. He likes ... driving me crazy.
Jimmy: Flirtation 101, Lane. I mean, that's what a guy does when he's into a girl.
Lois: Really?
Jimmy: Trust me. Lois and Clark would be great together. I can feel it in my gut.
Lois: [ Chuckles lightly ] Well, take some Ex-Lax, and get over it.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Okay, well, I'm gonna go practice my vows. When you see Mr. Right, will you give him this?
Lois: Okay.
Jimmy: Thank you.
Lois: Hey, if you don't get that camera out of my face, I'm gonna ring your bell, buddy!
Jimmy: Well, I guess the groom is more frazzled than he thought. I forgot my bow tie. Wow. You look great.
Chloe: Hey, cowboy. Want to give a girl a hand?
Jimmy: Oh, my God. Oh, I'm not supposed to see you till the wedding. Okay, you know what? Cut. Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.
Photographer: Come on, Jimmy. This is classic. Go, go.
Jimmy: I, uh, called your phone, and you didn't answer. I thought that you were getting your hair coifed, or whatever you call it.
Chloe: I made the appointment earlier.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] I wish you would have told me. I wouldn't have come over if I knew you were still here.
Chloe: Jimmy, it's fine.[ Chuckling ] Calm down.
Jimmy: No, you don't get it. This is a ... it's a disaster.
Chloe: Maybe it's not so bad. I mean, my garter belt is a little bit temperamental. Maybe it's good luck that you came by.
Jimmy: The groom sees the bride before the wedding? It's like the Hindenburg of disasters. It's worse than black cats and broken mirrors and all that ...
Chloe: Jimmy, breathe! Look, our love has weathered federal arrests and heart-att*ck-inducing kisses and a freakazoid bout of amnesia. I think that we'll survive this. [ Inhales deep ]
Jimmy: [ Exhales sharply ]
Chloe: [ Laughs ] That's better.
Jimmy: You know, I guess me showing up is just a sign that ... when no one else is around to help ... we'll always be there for each other.
Chloe: Forever. Perfect.
Jimmy: I'm gonna go get my bow tie.
Chloe: Okay. Mm.
Jimmy: Okay.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Davis: Chloe, it's Davis. Uh, look, I know I'm the last person you want to talk to today, but ... please call me back.
Woman: To delete this message, press 7.
Jimmy: Who was that?
Chloe: Brigadier General Lois, letting us know that, uh, we have t-minus three hours until D-day. So, what do you say we get ready to storm the beach, handsome?
[ Chuckles ]
[ Kn*fe chopping ]
Clark: Oliver. Listen, you better watch out for Lois. She'll pin an apron on you and name you after some sort of fairy-tale character. What's wrong?
Oliver: Lex is alive. I was tracking a wireless ghost router he was using to bounce E-mails to Tess mercer. If we can get our hands on that router, it'll tell us where the E-mails originated.
Clark: It's not like Lex to leave a trail.
Oliver: He's not leaving a trail. His routers pop up all over the globe. But every time I show up, all the hardware's missing.
Clark: You want me to race in there and grab the router the next time Lex sends an E-mail.
Oliver: That's right. Now, listen. Based on the previous pattern, I 'm expecting one today. This means we could be hours away from locking that monster up for good.
Clark: I can't do this today.
Oliver: Clark, what are you talking about? You've given Lex, like,100 second chances.
Clark: And if he's out there alive, he hasn't made a move for months. This can wait 24 hours. Chloe can't.
Oliver: The wedding? Is that the real reason you don't want to go after Lex, or is that just an excuse? Chloe's gonna understand.
Clark: No, she won't. When I had Jor-El bring back her memories, I asked him to leave out the ones about who I really am. You know everything she suffered through because of me. And not to give her away on her wedding day? It's not an option.
Oliver: Maybe Lex hasn't made his move yet, but he will. He's more dangerous now than he ever was. Chloe may not know your secret anymore, but Lex still does.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Oliver. Sorry I took so long. The warehouse was guarded.
Oliver: Well, it's a good thing the infamous red-blue blur is faster than a speeding b*llet. So, let's see it.
Clark: Is that what this is about? Oliver, you told me you set aside your need for vengeance. I know how much you hate Lionel Luthor for what he did to your parents ...
Oliver: "Did"? Clark, it's called "m*rder."
Clark: You can't punish the son for the sins of the father.
Oliver: That's not what I'm doing.
Clark: Oliver ... I remember when my dad died. I was so angry, I almost crossed a line that I could not come back from. I'm not gonna let you make the same mistake.
Oliver: Well, the truth is I'm going after Lex for you.
Clark: That's only half the truth, isn't it?
Oliver: Clark, come on, you know how dangerous this guy is. He may even know how to k*ll you. Why don't you just ... give me the router? Okay, it's gonna take me a couple hours to download it, anyway. You're gonna have plenty of time to eat cake and do the chicken dance before we even take off.
Clark: No, I'm gonna keep this until after the wedding. If you're really doing this for me, Oliver ... you'll wait until I can go with you.
Man: What's with the fireworks?
Oliver: He took the router with him. Without that thing, I can't make my move.
Man: Well, put out the fuse, dude. WiFi. I downloaded the info while you two were having that lovers' spat.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ]
Lois: [ Sighs ] My God. I have too much to do to start crying, but you look breathtaking.
If it wasn't for you, I would look more like the Bride of Frankenstein than Cinderella.
Lois: [ Chuckles ]
Chloe: What you did to this barn is absolutely amazing, Lois.
Lois: [ Chuckles ]
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Lois: Gonna answer that? What's wrong?
Chloe: Nothing. It's Davis Bloome. He ... he's been calling all day. You know, deep down, I know he's a really great guy. I just think he's a little confused. Last week, he kissed me, and he told me he wasn't gonna let me marry the wrong guy.
Lois: Are you starting to have feelings for tall, dark, and scary?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] All I want is to walk down that aisle and marry the man I love.
Lois: [ Sighs ] When did you know he was the one?
Chloe: Lois, don't worry. When you meet your super-stud, you'll know.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] Please. This isn't about me. I need to get bitten by the love bug about as much as I need a bite from a black widow.
Chloe: Mm.
Lois: Do you have everything you need?
Chloe: Almost. I have something old, something blue, something new, and I just need something borrowed to round out the tradition.
Lois: Huh.
Chloe: Aha. When in trouble, leave it to Clark Kent to get you out of a jam. Let's see what we have here. [ Chuckles ]
Clark: What are you two girls doing?
Lois: The bride needs something borrowed to take to the altar.
Chloe: How about she carry your piece of Smallville's finest meteor rock down the aisle?
Clark: Hey, why don't you put that away? I ... I have a better idea. You gave that to me Freshman year at the Homecoming Dance.
Chloe: And you kept it all this time?
Clark: I never throw away good memories.
Lois: Thanks, Smallville. Another pre-wedding f*re put out. If you're all set, you and I have to vamoose. It's almost high noon, and we have a showdown to get ready for.
[ Beep ]
Oliver: Goodbye, Lex.
[ Thud ]
Lana: [ Grunting ] Oliver Queen?
Oliver: Lana?!
Lana: So Oliver Queen moonlights as Green Arrow. Does Clark know about you?
Oliver: I think I can safely say he knows more of my secrets than he does yours. You're not gonna tell me you're down here on vacation, fishing for marlin, are you?
Lana: We both know that two hours ago, more than 430,000 megagigs of LuthorCorp RAM and Ethernet cables were running through this place.
Oliver: Well, sounds like we each came here with a score to settle.
Lana: I'd say you were aiming to settle more than a score.
Oliver: He leave this note for you or me?
Lana: I'm not convinced Lex is alive. Just because the king dies doesn't mean the entire empire crumbles overnight. I just followed the leads here to protect Clark.
Oliver: Good. Because no one else seems too concerned that Lex found out his secret. If you're on a trail, I can help you.
Lana: Is this your version of help? 'Cause it seems a little personal to me. You're Green Arrow. You're better than this.
Oliver: You sound like Clark.
[ Chuckles ]
Lana: If we want to fight for the greater good, maybe we all have to be a little more like Clark. Oliver. How is he?
Oliver: You know, he's giving Chloe away at her wedding. Why don't you come find out?
Lana: No, I can't. It's too complicated.
Oliver: She's your best friend ... and it's her wedding day. I don't understand what's so complicated about that. You just said we need to be more like Clark, right? Well, what would he do?
Lois: Smallville, chop-chop! Let's go! We can't have a wedding without the escort to give the bride away.
[ Exhales sharply ] Looks like you're ready.
Clark: I have it all under control, except for these cuff links. They were my dad's, and I've never had to put them on before.
Lois: Well, I guess you don't have much need for cuff links when you have a whole closet full of flannel shirts, huh, Farmer John? Big-city boy, let me give you a lesson. You just have to make sure this part sticks up straight, and then it slides right in.
Lois: [ Chuckles ]The ring? You can give that to Jimmy when the minister signals. And here are his vows in case he forgets.
Clark: "It's really hard for me ... to put my feelings into words, but from the moment we met, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you." Jimmy's vows ... they're really sweet.
Lois: Yeah, he's a regular Cyrano.
Photographer: Hey, guys. How about a testimonial before the ceremony?
Clark: Sure.
Lois: Great!
Photographer: All right. Now, be yourselves and just speak from the heart.
Clark: Jimmy, Chloe, I can't tell you how happy I am the two of you found each other. You're very lucky to be together.
Davis: Chloe, I know you're not picking up because of what happened between us. But I need you to call me back. I don't know who I can trust.
[ Voice breaking ] I've done something horrible.[ Clears throat ]
[ Breathing deeply ]
[ Gasps ]
Security Guard: Didn't mean to scare you, pal. I saw your ambulance while I was doing my rounds. Is everything okay back here?
Davis: Oh, yeah, yeah. It's just a ... a false alarm. Probably a prank. Happens all the time. [ Chuckles lightly ]
Security Guard: Hey. That's blood.
Davis: I really need to go.
Security Guard: Hold on.
[ Lid creaks ]
Security Guard: [ Gasps ] Sweet Mary and Joseph. What the hell did you put in there? What did you do?
Davis: It's not my fault. I blacked out. I couldn't control it. [ Inhales sharply ] Okay, listen to me. You need to go right now.
Security Guard: I'm not going anywhere. And you aren't either, until the cops get here.
[ Wheels scraping ]
Davis: [ Groans ] Run!
[ Scraping continues ]
[ g*n ]
Security Guard: [ Screaming ]
[ Applause ]
Man: We'd now like to ask Chloe's escort to join her on the dance floor.
Chloe: Hey, Clark. It's time to boogie. I know. It's weird, isn't it?
Clark: A little.
Chloe: [ Laughs ] Thank you for letting us have our wedding here.
Clark: Yeah, well ... it's the least I could do.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ]
Clark: You were always the best friend I ever could have had.
Chloe: You say that like something's changed. Clark, trust me, we've been through too much together. Nothing is gonna make me forget that.
Clark: You're right. The important thing is that your life is everything you want it to be.
Chloe: It is. [ Chuckles ] It's like I've been carrying around this weight, and I don't know why, but a few days ago ... I finally let go. Like I can move on.
Jimmy: Okay, C.K. My turn to dance with my wife.
[ Applause ]
Lois: [ Sighs ] Guess I can give these well-heeled puppies a rest.
Chloe: No way! I can't believe it! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Hey!
Lois: Great. Thank you.[ Sighs ]
[ Sighs ]
Oliver: Want a glass with that?
Lois: Oliver. Just the person I want to see right now.
Oliver: [ Laughs ] So, uh, want to tell me what started this lost weekend?
Lois: Go on and enjoy the party. Trust me, it'll be a real buzz-k*ll to listen to me whine like Patsy Cline.
Oliver: Yeah, you're probably right. You know, um ... I may not be at the top of your confidant list, but if you ever want to talk, I'm here.
Lois: [ Sighs ] I'm just having all these feelings, and I don't know what they mean.
Oliver: Oh. Well, who's the lucky guy?
Lois: [ Sighs ] Having this conversation with an ex is ... bad enough without turning up the awkward dial.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] Right. Well, you know, there's moving on in theory, and then there's the moment that it actually happens. If you like, we can start now, and I'll just be a really good friend.
Lois: Okay. It's like I was going along, and it just snuck up on me. And I tried to ignore it, but then there are these moments that you can't. Maybe I was reading it wrong. And to add insult to injury, it all went down at tonight's tribute to romantic bliss. [ Sighs ] I know it sounds sappy ... but I thought ... just for a minute ... that someone needed me.
Oliver: Well, I'm sure he needs you, Lois.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] That's sweet of you to say, but how do you know?
Oliver: [ Scoffs ] 'Cause I know Clark. [ Chuckles ]
[ Applause ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Clark: Chloe's glad you came. I could have used some warning. You weren't planning on coming back, were you?
Lana: Yeah, not until a few hours ago.
Clark: So, what changed your mind? I'm not expecting you to say it was me.
Lana: I read about the mysterious blur saving lives in Metropolis. I'm proud of you, Clark. It's who you should have been all along.
Clark: Does that mean you're happy you left?
Lana: It was the hardest decision I have ever had to make. But I'm glad that I finally had the guts to do it. I would have died before I admitted this, but I used to sit on my front porch and look across the field at this barn, imagining a summer wedding here. Of course, I always thought I'd play a bigger part in it.
Clark: You probably would have if I had given you Chloe's wedding gift. I had Jor-El erase all the memories that Chloe had of the real me.
Lana: I wonder if that would have made things different between us. I understood the lies that you told me to protect your identity. But I could never forgive you for taking that away from me.
Clark: You can't mean that. Lana, it turned your life upside down.
Lana: Maybe it was exactly what it needed. I could have landed a lot of places in my life, Clark. But without you, none of them would have led me here.
Clark: So that's it. It's all over. It's that easy?
Lana: No. But where I am now, for the first time, it feels right. Clark, I know neither of us could say it ... but maybe Clark Kent and Lana Lang just weren't meant to end up together.
[ Crowd chanting "kiss, kiss!" ]
[ Cheers and applause ]
Man: Yay!
[ Cheers and applause ]
Chloe: [ Chuckles ]
[ Rumbling ]
[ Snarling, sizzling ]
Chloe: What was that?
[ Loud thud ]
[ Electricity crackles ]
[ Chandelier tinkling ]
[ Heavy footsteps ]
[ Tinkling continues ]
[ Screaming ]
Clark: Lana!
[ Roaring ]
Lana: I'm okay. Go.
[ Woman screaming ]
[ Roaring ]
[ Growling ]
Man: Somebody help!
[ Snarling ]
Clark: [ Groans ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Snarling ]
[ Man screams ]
[ Glass shattering ]
[ Snarling ]
Chloe: Jimmy, don't! No!
[ Grunts ]
Chloe: Jimmy! Jimmy, please, hold on. Please don't leave me.
[ Heavy footsteps approaching ]
[ Roars ]
[ Screams ]
[ Gasping ]
Oliver: It's too late. That thing took Chloe.
[ Telephones ringing ]
Woman on P.A.: Please. Dr. Forest, please dial 118.
Lana: Any word on Chloe?
Clark: No. But I'm meeting with Oliver. He's using every satellite in his company to try to track down where that thing might have taken her.
Lana: [ Groans ]
Clark: Are you all right?
Lana: Clark, there's nothing more you can do for me. You don't need to stay.
Clark: I know. I need to find Chloe. Lois. How are you holding up?
Lois: Jimmy's in bad shape.
Clark: The nurse said they had him s*ab.
Lois: But he's not out of the woods. He has severe internal bleeding. They're medevacing him to Star City to one of the country's top surgeons. I'm gonna go with him. I'll stay there until I hear from ... Chloe. Why did this have to happen to her? Why do these terrible things keep happening all around us?
Clark: I promise. We're gonna get Chloe back.
What if we can't?
I'm looking for inspiration
and I think I found it in your heart
it's the kind of thing you get when you're not looking
it's the kind of thing you had from the start
put me on a ship that is sinking
on a voyage to an untamed land
take away the freedoms I wanted
I understand
please
don't take your love away from me
don't take your love away from me
please don't take your love away
from me
please don't take your love from me | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x10 - Bride"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on January 15th, 2009
This still needs final proofreading
Previously on "Smallville"
Clark: Chloe, I can't tell you how happy I am the two of you found each other.
Your wedding day's gonna be perfect. I'm gonna make sure of it.
Davis: I've always felt like there was this darkness inside me.
Run!
Clark: Oliver. What's wrong?
Oliver: Lex is alive.
Jimmy! I've forgotten almost everyone. I'm being taken over by Brainiac.
Davis: There is some sort of connection between us, and I know that you feel it, too.
Jimmy: Since you don't have a plus-one tonight, I'd like you to meet one of my friends. Name's Clark Kent. Trust me ... Lois and Clark would be great together.
Woman: No way! I can't believe it!
Lana, you're back!
Clark: Does that mean you're happy you left?
It was the hardest decision I have ever had to make.
Ugh!
Lois: If we want to fight for the greater good, maybe we all have to be a little more like Clark.
Clark: Chloe deserves a life free from the burden of my secret. When you restore her memory, I don't want her to remember my abilities.
Man: Doomsday is coming.
Lana: It's too late. That thing took Chloe.
Lois: Jimmy's in bad shape. I'm gonna go with him to Star City. Why do these terrible things keep happening all around us?
Ugh!
[ Crickets chirping ]
[ Footsteps ]
Clark: Lana!
Lana: I don't know what more I can do. I checked three time zones. No sign of Chloe or the creature that took her. That thing that did this ... what was it?
Clark: Jor-El warned me about an ultimate destroyer ... from krypton. It should have gone after me, not Chloe. This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. You should get some rest.
Lana: No, I'm ... I'm gonna go to the !sis Foundation. Chloe has files on just about everything strange and unexplained.
Clark: Let me do it, Lana.
Lana: Clark, I can help. I know I've only been gone seven months, but I'm a different person now. Chloe needs us. She needs both of us. I'll call you as soon as I find anything.
[ Rumbling ]
Clark: Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?
[ Gasps ]
[ Groaning ]
I'll take that.
[ Woman speaking indistinctly ]
Let's see if he's ticklish. Have a nice trip home, you hack.
[ Breathing heavily ]
Clark: What's going on? Who are you?
Kal-El, it is an absolute honor and a privilege.
Clark: How do you know that name?
We are the Legion. We've come from the 31st century.
Garth: Hey, Kal, where's your cape?
Clark: Cape?
[ Groans ] That ax could split an atom.
Imra: You'll heal, but not as fast as you'd expect.
He's gonna be fine, Imra. We need to go. We shouldn't be attracting attention.
Clark: It's a little too late for that, isn't it? You said you're from the 31st century. Why should I believe you?
Garth: 'Cause we know everything about you. You may be known as Clark Kent now, but one day you'll be known as Sup ...
Rokk: Garth! It doesn't matter if you believe us or not. The less you know, the better. There's one thing we can tell you. We're your friends. We're also leaving ... now.
Rokk: Garth!
Garth: No way! I saw this in the Levitz Museum behind visoglass.
Rokk: Put that back.
Garth: Get the magnet out of your ass, Rokk. I mean, this is ... this is unreal.
You know the code ... don't touch anything.
Clark: Why are you here?
We're here to save you. And now that you're okay, we're heading straight back.
Clark: Not before you tell me who that ax-wielding psycho was.
It's against Legion code.
Clark: I don't care about your code!
Clark: And I don't care about your Legion! That's the second att*ck I've had in this barn tonight. My best friend is missing, and I need to find her. You know anything, tell me. The guy with the ax ...
[ Sighs ] He goes by the name "Persuader." He's part of the human supremacist movement. A group of xenophobes who'd rather die than live in peace with aliens. And they all ... pretty much hate you. They stole one of our Legion rings, and they broke into the time institute to come after you.
Clark: What does a 31st-century t*rror1st want with me?
Kal-El, your ... your influence will reach far beyond earth. It's because of you that the world learns to welcome alien immigrants with open arms.
Clark: What do you know about aliens?
Garth: Kal, I may have the smoldering good looks of a human, but I'm actually from a hunk of mud called Winath. Rokk and Imra are from different planets, too.
Imra: [ Telepathically ] We've come together, across the universe, to form the Legion ... to help others, as you do.
Without you, none of that would have happened. And now it's time for us to say goodbye.
Rokk: We're not going anywhere. This was the phantom zone crystal. I know my history. This was supposed to be used to extract Brainiac from whoever he possessed. The Persuader didn't come to k*ll Kal-El. He came to make sure Brainiac survives.
Clark: Brainiac's gone. He's been destroyed.
No, he hasn't, Kal ... not yet.
[ Exhales heavily]
Davis: [ Grunts ] Chloe? Oh, my God. Are you okay?
Chloe/Brainiac: I'm just about perfect.
Davis: [ Gasps ]
Chloe/Brainiac: [ Breathing heavily ] You appear undamaged.
Davis: Chloe, what happened to you?
Chloe/Brainiac: Chloe Sullivan ceased to exist the minute she entered this fortress. I'm a brain interactive construct.
Davis: [ Breathing heavy ] Look at me. It's me. It's Davis.
Chloe/Brainiac: You're not Davis Bloome. You're not even human. Don't tell me the thought never crossed your mind. You were hatched by Kryptonian geneticists. Your DNA was designed to adapt to any world you inhabit. Now you no longer need your camouflage abilities. Those painful transformations you've been experiencing ... they're the beginning of your metamorphosis.
Davis: This is insane.
Chloe/Brainiac: No. It's ... sad, from a human perspective ... your naive romantic attraction to the human I chose to inhabit.
Davis: Chloe, if you're in there anywhere, you know that the feelings that I have for you are real.
Chloe/Brainiac: Feelings? [ Scoffs ] That was just a program I was running to get you to me. Your journey's just beginning. Now it's time for you to incubate in your Kryptonian chrysalis. Once you emerge, there will be no more pain, no doubt. Only absolute rage and unparalleled power.
Davis: Stay the hell away.
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe/Brainiac: But you play a vital part in my directive. Once I get everything I need, you will eradicate the other Kryptonian and then the rest of the planet.
Davis: I am not going to hurt anyone.
Chloe/Brainiac: You have no free will. 12 days in the chrysalis, and you're destined to become what you really are. Doomsday.
Clark: I think your timeline's a little off. Brainiac did infect someone, but it's already over. He's been defeated.
I'll admit a lot of history might be inaccurate, but today's date ... it's been known for over 1,000 years.
Garth: Kal, I flunked history, and even I know that today's the day you destroyed Brainiac. It's no coincidence The Persuader showed up right when he did.
Imra: This girl you're thinking about ... the one that was brutally taken away ... why do you think she has something to do with Brainiac?
Clark: I don't know.
Imra: You think she's the host.
Clark: If Brainiac is still out there, then I'll find him, and I'll stop him. The three of you can go home to the future. Let me handle this.
If Brainiac isn't stopped today, we won't have a future to go home to.
Kal, the problem is, you supposed to defeat Brainiac using this shield. Now that it's been smashed ... the crystal can't be the only way to stop him.
Clark: It's the only way to destroy him without k*lling the human host in the process.
Kal, I'm sorry, but if you know who the host is, you need to take their life. There's no other choice.
Imra: Who's Chloe Sullivan?
[ whooshes ]
Why did you leave?
Clark: I need to do this my own way ... alone. No one's k*lling anybody.
Garth: What's with the ground transpo? We should be having this conversation up in the sky.
Clark: I can't fly.
Garth: [ Laughing ] You can't fly? Rokk, what's up with that?
Rokk: He obviously hasn't learned yet, Garth.
Where were you running to, Kal?
Clark: North, to see Jor-El.
Of course ... the fortress.
Clark: I think he can help.
You're positive Chloe Sullivan is Brainiac's host?
Clark: No, but she was att*cked last year by Brainiac. Her I.Q. skyrocketed. Her memories were being erased. But it stopped. She was cured.
Kal-El, I have to tell you ... we've heard of Lois lane ... Lana Lang ... even Jimmy Olsen ... but we've never heard a thing about any Chloe Sullivan.
Clark: Then you don't know me as well as you think.
Her name was probably just lost in the annals of history.
What she's trying to say is that Chloe Sullivan probably isn't in the history books because ... she didn't survive.
Clark: Chloe Sullivan doesn't die. You hear me?
Kal.
[ Air whooshes ]
Rokk: Lightning lad. You might want to take your A.C. foot out of your D.C. mouth before you short yourself out.
Garth: Grife, Rokk. I thought Kal-El was known for doing whatever it took to save the world. Are you sure we got the right guy?
Rokk: It's him.
Garth: I don't know ... no glasses, no tights, no flights? So far, he's nothing like the man of steel.
Imra: I'm sorry, Lana. I didn't mean to scare you. But I desperately need your help.
Lana: How do you know who I am?
Imra: I'm from the future.
Lana: Look ... I understand that this feels real for you. But we can get you some help.
Imra: You're looking for Chloe Sullivan. You're worried about her.
Lana: What do you know about Chloe?
Imra: That she's changed. She's been taken over by Brainiac.
Lana: We'll find Chloe, and we'll figure out a way to stop him.
Imra: The only way to stop Brainiac now is to k*ll his host. I need you to convince Clark to do that. That's why I came to you. He won't listen to us.
Lana: I'd never ask Clark to k*ll anyone. Do you understand?
Imra: Ever since I was little, I've read stories about you ... about the hardships you've overcome and the incredible things you'll go on to do. You're part of the reason Kal-El becomes the hero we look up to. Lana ... if Brainiac survives ... billions will die. I came to you because you understand sacrifice more than anyone. You've sacrificed so much for Clark.
Lana: Sacrificing my friend's life isn't an option.
Imra: You still haven't told him the reasons why you disappeared and what you plan on doing next.
Lana: You're reading my thoughts.
Imra: If I know you ... you'll eventually realize that taking Chloe's life is the only way to stop Brainiac.
Garth: Cos, we should be trying to catch up to Kal-El right now.
Right now, I want to find out more about this Chloe Sullivan so we can track her down.
Whoa. She has a lot of information about superhumans. Something called the !sis Foundation.
The !sis Foundation?
Yeah. Lana Lang founded that organization to help people embrace their powers.
If Chloe Sullivan was involved with them, maybe she was helping Kal-El to embrace his abilities.
Or maybe Kal-El wanted Chloe to go under a different name when he started flying ... you know, to protect her. Maybe Chloe's death is what inspired him to take flight in the first place.
Clark: [ Echoing ] Jor-El!
Chloe/Brainiac: Your father is gone. And all the knowledge this fortress ever held finally belongs to me.
Clark: Leave Chloe alone. You have what you want.
Chloe/Brainiac: My hunger's never satisfied. Knowledge is what fuels me. And as savage as human beings are, their collective knowledge is exceptionally rich.
Clark: Nothing about you is human. And never will be.
Chloe/Brainiac: After I've drained this planet of all the human information, Doomsday will annihilate what's left.
Clark: Doomsday.
Chloe/Brainiac: It's a simple plan, actually. Absorb and destroy.
Clark: You brought that thing here.
Chloe/Brainiac: Go on. k*ll me. I knew you'd never harm me in this human's skin. Why do you think I chose her?
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Shivering ]
[ Coughs ] Great. The air here's worse than the sulfur pit on Tharr.
And they won't be replacing carbon fuels for another 20 years. These people ... we need to protect them. Without the humans and their incredible spirit, Kal-El would have never become the hero he was. The world we know would never exist.
Rokk, think about it ... everything we know about Kal-El ... it's all through data files and holovids. It's so far in the past. Maybe the person we've always been looking up to is more legend than Legion.
Look, he might not be everything we thought he would be, but he is no fraud.
Rokk, we have to stop Brainiac ... with or without Kal-El. We're gonna have to k*ll Chloe Sullivan ourselves.
Clark: Lana. That creature's the least of our worries. Brainiac is behind everything.
Lana: I know. And now he's taken over Chloe. I had a visitor. She seemed to know a lot about all of us.
Clark: Imra?
Lana: I'm searching the global power grid for power surges anywhere in the world. Hopefully, that will lead us to Brainiac. Clark ... that girl said the only way to stop Brainiac is to k*ll his host. What if she's right?
Clark: Lana, I have always put my loved ones before everything. But this time, I'm putting Chloe's well-being before the lives of billions of people.
Lana: I may have been gone awhile, but the Clark I know would never doubt himself. Lana ... he would never waver. He would insist that he could save Chloe's life and the rest of the world.
Ugh!
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Modem beeping, static ]
Hey, Matt, what's going on?
Are you okay?
[ Beeping ]
Lana: A power surge. It's showing a voltage spike somewhere in downtown Metropolis.
Clark: Can you pinpoint the address?
Lana: Looks like it's coming from the Daily Planet.
Clark: Makes sense ... it is the hub of information.
[ Telephone rings [ Modem beeping, static ]
Clark: Lana. Lana, can you hear me?
[ Imra speaking indistinctly ]
[ Groans ]
Chloe/Brainiac: Nice try, telepath.
[ Beeping, static continue ]
Imra: Your sadism's historic where I come from. But so is your defeat.
Chloe/Brainiac: History's about to get a rewrite.
Nice sync-up. For once. Electromagnetism. That pulse can crash any computer. Now we need to pull the plug.
You okay, Im?
Imra: I'm fine, aside from a splitting headache. I'm picking up low-level brain activity. We don't have much time.
[ Beeping, static continue ]
Neither does the rest of the world.
What's Brainiac doing?
Using human brain-wave entrainment. He's downloading every last byte of their knowledge, one mind at a time.
[ Modem beep static ]
I'll do it.
Garth: No. When I joined the Legion, I pledged an oath to do whatever it took. And I'm gonna honor that ... for once.
Rokk: It's okay, Garth. Give me the Kn*fe.
[ Beeping, static continue ]
Clark: What are you doing?
We powered him down with an electromagnetic pulse, but he will be back online within minutes.
Clark: So we need to ...
Don't touch her. Kal, whoever your friend was, she's not there anymore.
[ Beeping, static continue ]
Clark: Did you power them down, too?
No, Brainiac can take credit for that.
Kal-El, we need to shut Brainiac down, and for that, the host has to die.
Clark: Does your Legion have any principles? You speak of a code, but if it had anything to do with me, rule number one would be do not k*ll ... ever!
Kal-El ...
Clark: If you ever believed in me ... and even if you don't now ... help me. There's a human being inside there. We need to help her. And together, I think we can.
Imra: Rokk ... Kal's right. Chloe's there. I can hear her.
[ Beeping, static continue ]
[ Exhales ]
[ Thunder rumbling ]
What are we doing here? We're running out of time.
Listen, if Brainiac reboots, I don't want him near any computer networks.
What do you want us to do?
Clark: Work together ... all of us. I want to try to connect with Chloe. Imra, can you do that?
Imra: I'll try.
Clark: Between the two of you, I think we can neutralize Brainiac.
An electromagnetic blast only lasts so long. But he's a computer. Whatever microscopic part she's made out of, they're probably metal, right?
Rokk: I've never focused my powers like this before, but I can try to magnetically extract the nanites.
Garth: I could short-circuit him with a static att*ck.
Get ready for a techno-exorcism.
Imra: I've got her. Kal? She's asking for you.
Clark: Chloe? Chloe, I'm here. Chloe, we're gonna try to get rid of Brainiac, okay? Just hang on.
Brainiac's fighting. He's coming back online.
Rokk, now!
[ Electricity crackling ]
Clark: Come on, Chloe. Hang in there.
[ Crackling continues ]
[ Rumbling ]
[ Modem beeping, static ]
[ Silence ]
Clark: [ Sighs ] Chloe? Imra, can you hear anything?
Imra: I'm getting something.
Clark: Chloe. Chloe. Hey. Are you okay?
Chloe: [ Exhales heavily ] I'm fine. I definitely feel a whole lot dumber.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Exhales heavily ]
Clark: It's nice to see the kinder, gentler Chloe.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Nothing like having a big baddy cleansed from your system to put a spring back in your step. But I'll feel even better once I get to Star City to see my husband. I'm gonna relieve Lois of her nurse's duties.
Clark: It was nice of Lois to take care of Jimmy. Though, I think he'd rather have his temperature taken by you.
Chloe: Yeah. I'm just glad he's okay.
Clark: From what I hear, he was lucky to make it past that creature alive.
Chloe: Whoever that destroyer was, I haven't seen a sign of him since. He was definitely linked to Brainiac, though.
Clark: Well, hopefully, he was powered down along with Brainiac. So, how's your memory?
Chloe: It's fine. Up until "Here Comes the Bride." Then it's all a bit of a blur.
Clark: You don't remember anything unusual about me?
Chloe: Are we talking about your secret? Clark, what in the world would make me forget that?
Clark: Chloe, you've been through a lot lately.
Chloe: It would take a lot more than Brainiac to wipe that from my memory. Thanks for not giving up on me.
Clark: I'd never give up on you, Chloe. You know that.
Chloe: I just hope that if it turned out that there was no other choice, you would choose to do the right thing.
Clark: What choice would that be?
Chloe: To do what's best for the world ... and not for me. Know that I'd understand.
Clark: Well, as long as I'm around, that's never gonna happen.
Lana: [ Chuckles ] Oh, hi. Um ... I was looking for Clark.
Imra: The boys are out fixing the barn.
Lana: Thanks. Imra, I understand that you were only doing what you thought was best.
Imra: We were willing to take the easy way out. But Kal-El ... he never gave up. You know, it's ... it's true what history says about him. He really does bring out the best in people. You're very lucky.
Lana: I probably shouldn't be asking this, but ...
Imra: You're curious about you and Clark.
Lana: I couldn't help but wonder about us, about where we go from here.
Imra: Well, that's for you two to discover yourselves. But I will tell you this, Lana ... you're remembered for a lot more than just your relationship with Kal-El. You have a destiny all your own. But don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.
Garth: Holy sprock! I've read about this.
Rokk: [ Laughs ] You don't read. I told you about that. It's one of the artifacts they could never find ... the first baseball you ever h*t. It went clear across Smallville.
Clark: You're right. My dad spent hours walking the fields. He finally found it on the other side of town.
Garth: Hey, do you think I could keep this? Like, as a souvenir?
Clark: Sure.
Garth: Could you sign it?
Rokk: Garth, you're acting like a sub.
Garth: What? It's for my sister.
Mm-hmm.
Garth: Thanks.
Imra: Hey, guys. Looks brand-new.
I guess it's time to go home.
Clark: You sure you want to take that with you?
I'm sure we'll be able to reprogram what's left of Brainiac into something useful.
Let's hope Brainiac 5 is a little more friendly.
Rokk: I'm sorry I doubted you, Kal. You did stop Brainiac, and without taking a life.
Clark: There's always a way, Rokk. If it ever seems like there isn't, just remember what we accomplished here today.
Rokk: Preserve life at all costs. That will be the number-one rule in Legion code from now on. It truly was an honor. And if you ever want to meet the rest of the Legion, just put this ring on. I've reprogrammed it for time travel only. No flights. Not yet.
So, looks like you're gonna have to learn to fly without training wheels.
Just focus on 3009.We'll be there to greet you.
Clark: Thanks. But I think I'll stick closer to my time zone for a while.
We do hope we see you again.
Kal ... be careful in the days ahead.
Long live the Legion.
[ Rumbling ]
Lana: I didn't think you were much for jewelry.
Clark: I'm not. It's a going-away gift.
It's strange to meet people who know exactly where you're going, exactly when you're gonna get there.
Well, they don't know everything. I mean, if they did, Chloe wouldn't be alive right now. And, unfortunately, they didn't have what I had ... human parents who taught me more than just how to use my abilities.
Lana: They have a different role model.
Clark: With everything I've learned, everything I've been through, apparently, I'm just getting started. According to the Legion, I will accomplish things so legendary, I'll be known throughout the galaxy.
Lana: And you're not sure that you'll be able to live up to that. Clark ... there is no doubt in my mind that you will. Just do it on your schedule ... not theirs.
Clark: Well, did they happen to mention anything about your place in history?
Lana: A little. But the way I see it, it doesn't really matter. Our destiny is not written in some book in the future. We write it ourselves ... every day. And the question is ... what do we write next?
[ Loud thud ]
[ Snarling ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x11 - Legion"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 22nd, 2009
This still needs final proofreading
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Clark: You saved me.
J'onn: , That was the last time. The burning sun may strengthen you, but it has the opposite effect on me. It stripped me of my powers.
Detective John Jones. I wanted to be close by in case you needed me.
Oliver: Lana? Does Clark know about you? I think I can safely say he knows more of my secrets than he does yours.
You weren't planning on coming back, were you?
Tess: Mr. Luthor is a firm believer in truth and justice. He's done more for this world than you ever will. He dedicated his life to making it a safer place.
J'onn: Dispatch, this is Detective Jones. Please tell me you have a 20 on my suspect.
Dispatcher: Suspect was just spotted turning north on riverside. Black-and-white in pursuit.
[ Sirens wailing ]
[ Tires squealing ]
[ Glass shattering ]
J'onn: You're under arrest for three counts of m*rder. Thanks for your assistance, officers.
Just doing our job, Detective.
[ g*n ]
[ g*n continue ]
Lana: This isn't exactly what I had in mind when I suggested coffee after work.
Clark: After work? Oh, Lana, what time is it?
Lana: Relax. It gives me a chance to see Clark Kent in his new element. Shirt and tie ... you must be turning heads left and right.
Clark: I guess I've been too busy at work to notice.
You know, with everything else going on ... any leads on that thing that took Chloe?
Lana: A night watchman and two ambulance drivers were m*rder the night of the ceremony.
Clark: Lana, I'm gonna find this thing before it hurts anyone else.
Lana: I know you will. You've become the man that I've always known you could be. I should probably leave you to it. Um ... next round's on you.
Woman on P.A.: Emergency staff to the E.R. Incoming trauma, Metropolis P.D. G.S.W. to the chest. B.P. is critical.
He's lost a lot of blood. He's alive, but we can't get a pulse.
Man: All right, I'll take it from here. No one in or out without my authorization. Clearing the wound. B.P. is dropping. We've got to get the b*llet out ... now! Charge the paddles. We're losing him. Clear!
Clark: Oliver? What are you doing here?
Oliver: I was out on patrol. I heard the call go out over my scanner.
Clark: Whoever that is, he can't just operate on Jones.
Oliver: Why? 'Cause he's Martian? I get it, Clark. It's fine. He's in good hands with Emil. Trust me. After I got poisoned, I figured, you know, guys like us could probably use a specialist on the payroll.
Clark: Since when did Jones become one of us?
Oliver: Well, he's gotten me out of a few tight scrapes with the police, Clark. He wanted to meet with me after his shift to talk about something ... I don't know what it was.
Clark: If he hadn't sacrificed his abilities to save my life, that b*llet wouldn't have left a scratch.
Oliver: And now you feel guilty, and that's your thing, and I get it ... that's great. But standing here doing nothing is not gonna solve anything.
Clark: Do you know what he was working?
Oliver: No. I think you should follow your leads. And I'll follow mine. Hey, let's face it. Teamwork's never really been our strong suit.
[ Grunting ]
What is your focus?
True victory.
And what is true victory?
Lana: Victory over one's self. First principle of aikido.
Tess: That'll be all, Terrence. The enigmatic Lana Lang.
In the flesh.
Tess: To what do I owe this honor?
Lana: I wanted to thank you. There's be a startling lack of coverage on my return in the Daily Planet.
Tess: I tend to keep my reporters on a short leash.
Mm. Most of the time.
Tess: You have just as much presence ... as Lex said you did. You'd have toto tame a Luthor.
Lana: High marks ... coming from the woman entrusted with the Luthor legacy. He must have had a lot of faith in you.
Tess: It wasn't easy to earn.
Lana: I wonder how much of that trust would remain if he knew how much of his company's money you were siphoning into a project called Prometheus. Unless, of course, there's still someone higher than you calling the sh*ts. Lex is alive. And you know where he is, don't you?
Tess: Seems that you've been wasting a very gifted imagination, Ms. Lang. The Planet runs a fiction section on Sundays, if you're interested.
Lana: I used to see that look in the mirror. You'll do anything to defend Lex, to protect him. He has a way of turning that kind of devotion against you.
Tess: Well, you don't know Lex like I do.
Lana: For your sake, I hope you're right.
Clark: Glad I caught you before you left.
Chloe: Yeah, I just need to be back at the hospital before Jimmy wakes up.
Clark: I wouldn't have asked ...
Chloe: Heroes don't take holidays. So, from what I can hack, it looks like our favorite Martian has been pulling profiles from a handful of officers from the 44th Precinct.
[ Typing ]
Chloe: You know, I got to say, being at the mercy of modern technology really sucks.
I know, I know.
Chloe: I'm happy to be Brainiac-free. But my evil upgrade was really ... convenient.
Clark: I'm just glad everything's back to normal.
Chloe: So it would seem.
How are things now that Lana's back in your orbit?
Clark: It's not like that. I think.
Chloe: Clark, things always get messy when you start throwing around the Clark/Lana triangle. And I'm speaking from experience when I say that the third point always hurts.
Clark: I'm not trying to hurt anyone.
Chloe: How about Lois? Yeah. It's that obvious.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Lois. Lois is so ...
Chloe: Lois?
Clark: Yeah.
Seeing Lana come back, it's like she never left. Can't just stop loving someone just like that, right?
Chloe: I understand the need for closure, Clark. Just promise you're not gonna slam my cousin in the door.
[ Computer beeps ]
Clark: Ballistics says it's a BG-49 armor-piercing b*llet.
Chloe: Which mysteriously vanished from the evidence. Clark, you said you returned that, didn't you?
Clark: I did, Chloe. You said Jones was looking into the 44th. Only someone from that system could have stolen the evidence. Chloe, this could have been an inside job.
Chloe: You think Jones was sh*t by a cop.
Clark: If that's the case, then someone higher up in the force needs to know about this.
Chloe: And you think someone on the force is just gonna open up to you, a reporter?
Clark, these guys protect their own.
Clark: Jones is fighting for his life. I'm not gonna let whoever did this hide behind their badge.
Chloe: All right. If we're gonna sneak you across this thin blue line, you're gonna need something a lot more substantial than just a press pass.
Danny boy. You all set for your new sidekick?
He was born ready. Besides, who can resist this handsome face?
Better than looking at his ugly mug all day. Give 'em hell, Danny!
Come on. Let's go.
You the transfer from Cove City? Joe, you ready to save the world?
Clark: That's quite a sweet tooth you got there.
Danny: Yeah. Got them from my kid last Halloween. Now I can't stop eating the things. He loves the banana ones. I think root beer is the only one worth the effort. Help yourself. What's the matter, Foreman? Don't they have squad cars back in cove city?
Clark: I just ... I guess I'm not used to riding in one so nice.
Danny: Nice? Good to see you got a sense of humor. You're gonna need that here. Let's just hope you live long enough to catch that surf again.
Clark: It was a detective that got sh*t, right? What's his name? Jones?
Danny: Yeah, well, that might be a headline back where you come from, but here, some detective getting plugged is just another day in Metropolis.
Clark: Blood on a badge is blood on a badge, right? No matter what city you're in.
Danny: Wearing this badge is like putting a bull's-eye right over your heart. Meanwhile, we got these costumed idiots running around, getting in our way, taking all the credit. The Green Arrow, Red-Blue Blur?
Clark: Great Pumpkin.
Danny: [ Chuckles ] Yeah.
Clark: You think they do more harm than good?
Danny: What I know is that cops got rules, capes don't.
Dispatcher: Adam 13, there's a 10-30 in progress at 550 South Broad in the slums ... code 3.
10-4, dispatch. Junkies hitting the pharmacy ... again.
Someone I'm looking for.
Danny: All right. You ready to see how we do it in the big city?
[ Siren wails ]
Danny: Make sure everyone's okay. Stop right there! Hold it!
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Air whooshes, b*llet ricochets ]
Danny: You run track, Foreman?
Clark: A little here and there.
Danny: I guess I owe you one.
[ Typing ]
Transmitting data to you now.
Whoa!
Hey. Who are you supposed to be? Warrior Angel?
Boy: No. I'm the Red-Blue Blur.
Danny: It's a losing battle.
Suzie: Don't worry, Dad. He'll grow out of it. You must be Joe. I'm Danny's wife, Suzie.
Clark: Hi. It's nice to meet you in person.
Suzie: In person? You are not still carrying that picture around. He's had that thing since senior year.
[ Thud ]
Boy: Dad!
Danny: Hey, bud.
Suzie: Thanks for looking out for him today. Losing his partner really tore him up. It's good to know that someone's still got his back out there.
Clark: How long did they ride together?
Suzie: Since they graduated the academy. One day they both went out and only Danny came home. Mike always thought he was bulletproof. Now every night, I hold my breath, waiting for him to walk through that door. I know the world needs him, but ... we just need him more.
Man: To Foreman.
Rookie really earned his keep today. And to us. We all made it home safe. May we all be as lucky tomorrow. Excuse me.
Clark: It's too bad all of us weren't so lucky. You know, with what happened with Jones.
Yeah. Yeah, you know, the damn shame is, nobody knew the guy. Ask anyone in this precinct. Lone wolf like Jones, you know, he stands out from the pack. And that's not a good thing.
Clark: Safety in numbers?
Well, I wasn't making light when I said we're all brothers. Hard to stick your neck out for a guy you don't even know.
Clark: Isn't that what police officers are supposed to do?
[ Chuckles ] You believe the stones on this guy? Good for you, Joe. Good for you. But listen. You keep your eyes on the street, and you leave the detective work to the desk jockeys. Don't be stupid like Jones. Always wear your vest.
[ Cellphone vibrates ]
[ Beeps ]
[ Cellphone vibrates ]
Foreman, we got to go.
Tess: I guess I'm not as good a judge of character as I thought. It seems that you stole some sensitive information from me.
And I thought we were bonding.
Rain check on girls' night?
Tess: You know, it's nice to finally see what Lex saw in you. You're stunning. And devious.
Lana: What Lex saw in me was an equal, someone that he couldn't control.
Tess: Really? I guess I shouldn't send my condolences about the miscarriage, then, hmm?
Lana: It gave me the perspective I needed to see Lex for who he really is.
Tess: I know he thought that was the only way to keep you. But he always loved you. When you stole the data, you corrupted our files, and we've lost everything. Prometheus is the one chance Lex has at survival, and I won't let you jeopardize that.
[ b*llet ricochets ]
Talbert: Got you a little present, Danny. Look who surfaced.
Listen, listen. I got acquitted, all right? The judge let me off, no strings attached, all right, so ...
Danny: You got off on a technicality, you piece-of-trash cop k*ller! Do you have any idea what you did to my partner's family?! Huh?! What you did to me?!
Talbert: Danny ... we may not control the system, but we definitely control the streets.
[ Sobbing ] I'm sorry. I'm so I'm sorry. I'm ...
Talbert: Danny, he k*lled your partner. Don't hold back. Justice must be served.
I'm sorry.
Talbert: Just gonna stand there, Foreman, or you gonna man up and give your partner a hand?
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Danny: Clark, what the hell are you doing here? You got to get out of here ... now!
Lana: Were you this devoted before or after your accident?
Tess: Someone's been doing her homework. I don't know what you want from me.
Lana: Two years ago, your survey team was in South America, collecting disease samples for LuthorCorp when an expl*si*n destroyed your camp. And you were left for d*ad.
Tess: Lex saved my life. I owe him everything.
Lana: This is how a Luthor rewards that kind of loyalty.
Tess: What are you doing?
Lana: I'm opening your eyes. [ Echoing ] There's a nanotransmitter hardwired to your optic nerve. You've been Lex's eyes and ears for quite some time. He's watching us right now. Lex might have saved you, but he never trusted you, Tess. I'm sorry.
I'll let you know as soon as Detective Jones wakes up. He's strong, but he's not out of the woods yet.
Thank you, Doctor.
Danny: Foreman. Take it easy.
Clark: Take it easy?!
Danny: Come here. I saw you chatting up your buddy the Green Arrow. He took down our whole squad, and you just let him walk.
Clark: Look, I don't know what you think you saw ...
Danny: All you do is ask questions about some detective, and then I find you checking upon him in the hospital, too? Who are you, Joe? You fed? I.A.B.?
Clark: I want to take down the guy who sh*t him, and I know that the sh**t's a part of your squad. They crossed the line, Danny. This isn't the first time they've gone after somebody who slipped through the system.
Danny: Someone has to.
Clark: What about John Jones? He was on to your little lynch mob, wasn't he? Danny, someone sh*t him to cover it up. Who are you protecting?
Danny: You don't roll over on a badge. Not ever.
Clark: Then why is it okay to sh**t one?
Danny: Hey, these guys have my back. W-which is more than I can say for you.
Clark: I do have your back, Danny, and I might be the only one. This is not justice.
Danny: Joe, I'm just one man. What can one man do?
Clark: Ask yourself why you put that uniform on in the first place.
Oliver: Imagine my surprise when I stumble upon Metropolis' finest going gangland. Thug's a really good look for you and your crew, by the way.
Clark: They're not all bad, Oliver. Some of them are out there every day, risking their lives and their families, trying to do the same thing we are.
Oliver: Yeah, I'm sure you're right. You know, I always forget ... how many parolees did we rough up last month? Do you remember?
Clark: Of all people, I thought you would understand that this isn't just black and white.
Oliver: No matter how noble their intentions when they started, Clark, these people have gone too far.
Clark: And you never have? Danny watched that guy k*ll his partner. Tell me you've never been tempted to look in the eyes of someone who just committed so much pain and j ...
Oliver: k*ll him. k*ll him for the greater good? You gonna stand there and tell me that's what you believe? I didn't think so.
Clark: What I'm saying is that saving someone, truly saving them, is not about knocking them out and throwing them in a dark room. It's about helping them find their way back to the right side.
Oliver: You know what, Clark? Some people are beyond saving.
That's the suspect that Jones tracked down last night.
Oliver: But he didn't find his way back to custody, Clark. He did, however, manage to find his way to the bottom of a river. Now, these people are taking the law into their own hands. How many more people have to die before you do anything?
Clark: All right, look. I have narrowed it down to Simmons and Talbert. Both have sn*per training.
Oliver: Great! You sit here and you play detective. I'm gonna go make sure your boys don't get a chance to put another person in the hospital.
What's the matter?
[ Sighs ] There's something you need to know about Joe. I made a couple calls. He's not who he says he is.
[ Vehicle approaches ]
[ Siren wails ]
Could have called ahead. I would've had the wife set a place at the table for you.
Clark Kent, you're under arrest for the attempted m*rder of detective John Jones.
Clark: You set me up? You're better than this.
You did the right thing. Just one loose thread to tie up. Your hands have been clean for way too long, Danny boy. Hey, smile. You're gonna be the man who k*lled The Green Arrow.
This is messed up. You said you were transferring me.
We're not gonna k*ll you. You're just the bait.
Simmons: You ready, Danny? How you know The Arrow's gonna show?
He can't help himself. After the other night, you can bet he's been watching us.
Help! Help! Help! Somebody help me!
[ g*n ]
That should do it. Let him have it.
Target spotted, moving toward your position.
Showtime, kid. You're welcome.
Damn it, Turpin, move in.
Turn around. Show me your hands.
Oliver: That's not bad. It's not every day someone gets the drop on me.
Is this all a joke to you? That guy took a sh*t at me.
Oliver: And you were gonna what? Put him in the ground?
Damn it, Turpin, you got the sh*t. Take it.
Oliver: You're Joe's partner, right?
His name is Clark Kent.
Danny: This isn't about him, okay?
You got the sh*t, Danny. Take it.
Oliver: It's not too late for you. You don't have to do this.
Danny: Why don't you capes just mind your own damn business, huh?! You don't know these guys like I do. I got a family at home.
Oliver: And your little boy asks you who you saved today, you can tell him you k*lled a man in cold blood.
Danny: It ain't like that.
Oliver: I knew you were a part of this, but Clark actually trusted you. He thinks you just lost your way.
Take the sh*t!
Oliver: Man, if this is what you need to do to find yourself, then ... then do it. You do it. You pull the trigger, and you can prove Clark wrong. Be a real hero.
Take the sh*t, Danny.
[ g*n ]
You should have pulled that trigger, kid.
Dispatch ... Green Arrow spotted on 16th avenue as*ault an officer. Requesting back up. Officer is down.
Dispatcher: All units, all units. 10-108 on 16th.
Officer under att*ck from Green Arrow. Immediate backup requested.
How many times did I swear Turpin wouldn't seal the deal? Pay up.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ g*n ]
[ g*n ]
Come on. Let's go.
[ g*n ]
[ Air whooshes ]
What the ...
[ Groaning ] How did ... how did you ...
Clark: It's like you said. Always wear a vest.
[ Siren wailing ]
Danny ... you're under arrest.
Don't sh**t! I'm one of the good guys.
Clark: Hey.
J'onn: Hey. Feels good to be back on my feet again.
[ Chuckles ]
Clark: I don't know how many favors you had to call in. Thank you for getting me out of trouble with the police.
J'onn: It was the least I could do.
Clark: Could have used some backup out there. Why didn't you call me in sooner?
J'onn: Same reason I've had to pull you from the brink of death before. Same reason you let your guard down last night. Pride. After knowing what it's like to truly feel powerful ... to have the ability to change fate ... it's hard to admit when you can't do it alone.
Clark: I guess going solo has really caught up with us lately, huh?
You know, for everything Danny's crew did wrong, I have to say ... knowing there's always someone there who has your back ... that kind of brotherhood can make you feel like you could do anything.
Tess: When I thought my life was over, you gave me a reason to keep going. I wouldn't be who I am without you. I trusted you. Because I respected you. I've done everything you've ever asked. You've seen that with your own eyes, and apparently with mine. But not anymore. I hope you watch with rapt attention as your bank accounts close, as you lose all contact with the outside world, as your life disappears before your eyes. Goodbye, Lex.
[ Beeping ]
Tess: I loved you. You son of a bitch.
Oliver: Mercy. Wow. Sure hope your s'mores are worth the drive.
Tess: I wouldn't want you to spoil your appetite. We're going to dinner. I'd like to discuss a merger.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] A merger? What kind of merger?
Tess: Any kind you want. Don't keep me waiting.
Oliver: Oh!
All right, bud. It's P.J. time, okay?
Green Arrow?
No. Robin Hood.
You know, most people think he's a bad guy, but he isn't. At least that's what my kid tells me. Go figure.
Must be all those bright colors.
Clark: Danny, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you I was a reporter.
Danny: Yeah. Well, I can't really be mad at you, Clark. I want to be. But, uh, you were just doing what you felt was right, which is more than I can say for myself. I just got all ... turned around.
Clark: I'm glad you found your way again.
Danny: Yeah. Well, let's hold off on that until the inquest next week. But no matter what happens ... I know that they can be proud of me from now on.
Clark: Hey, Danny. Is it hard to put them through what you do every day?
Danny: You just can't lose sight of the people you're trying to protect, you know? It'd be harder not doing it. I do what I do to ... just to keep them safe.
You brush your teeth?
Yeah.
Danny: What about you, Clark? You got someone who makes it all worth it?
Clark: If I squint just right, it's like we're 14 again.
Lana: You say that like it's a good thing. What's up?
Clark: I couldn't sleep.
Lana: So you came to a coffee shop? Not your best plan, Mr. Kent.
Clark: Lana, I know you had reasons for coming back. Why are you staying?
Lana: Leaving is harder than I thought it would be. But, like I said, I don't knowhow long I'll be here, so ...
Clark: Whether you leave in 10 years or you leave tomorrow, the important thing is you're here today.
Lana: Clark ... we aren't 14 anymore. The world will always be bigger than the both of us.
Clark: Maybe it doesn't have to be all or nothing. For the last year, all I've done is sacrifice myself and everything that I love for the greater good. What if the rest of the world didn't have to come first?
Lana: The world needs you, Clark.
Clark: What about what we need? | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x12 - Bulletproof"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 29th, 2009
This still needs final proofreading
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Brainiac: You're too late, Kal-El.
Clark: Lana?
Doctor: Miss Lang had a full recovery.
Clark: Where is she?
Doctor: Oh, she's already checked out, but she wanted me to give you this.
Lana: But I knew that looked into your eyes I'd never be able to say it.
Tess: If I ever discovered that someone withheld information that could help me find Lex, I'd be forced to respond accordingly.
Regan: Nobody questions my loyalty.
Woman: I can't believe it!
Lana, you're back!
Clark: Why are you staying?
Lana: Leaving is harder than I thought it would be.
You still haven't told him the reasons why you disappeared and what you plan on doing next.
Tess: Lex saved my life. I owe him everything.
Lana: This is how a Luthor rewards that kind of loyalty. [ Echoing ] You've been les eyes and ears quite time.
Tess: I've done everything. But not anymore. Goodbye, Lex.
Clark: What if the rest of the world didn't have to come first?
Lana: The world needs you, Clark.
Clark: What about what we need?
[ Beeping ]
Sir, it's not too late to suspend the procedure.
Dr. Groll: Our orders are to move forward.
At what cost?
Dr. Groll: I know Mr. Luthor wants to get back on his feet as soon as possible, but we are nowhere near ready to attempt this on a human being.
The studies on mice have barely even started.
Dr. Groll: It doesn't matter. Mr. Luthor wants us to proceed, and that's what we're going to do. Where are we with the molecular transfusion?
Prepared for absorption.
Dr. Groll: And the subject?
Vitals normal. We're all set.
Dr. Groll: Begin the transdermal evisceration.
[ Click ]
[ Whirring ]
[ Whirring quickens ]
Lana: We thought that we were meant to be together, Clark. But the truth is, we were fooling ourselves. I need you ... but the world needs you more. And as long as I'm in your life, I am holding you back.
[ Laughs, scoffs ]
Clark: Please, don't ...
Chloe: Clark ...
Clark: you know you're bored when you resort to watching a repeat of your breakup. I needed to remind myself that Lana left for a reason.
Chloe: Did something happen that made you suddenly forget?
Clark: Last night, we ... kind of kissed. I know. It was a mistake. I don't know what I was thinking.
Chloe: Clark, you're acting like you committed a crime. Now, I'm not a lawyer, but I really don't think that a little trip to first base is exact fel Clark: but I'm digging up feelings from the past that need to stay buried ... for both our sakes.
Chloe: You know, you have an arsenal of abilities at your disposal, but suffocating feelings that want to come up for air definitely isn't one of them.
Clark: Lana thought she was holding me back, and you know what? She was right. Look what happened after she left. I got off the farm, I got a job, I started using my abilities to help people when they needed it the most.
Chloe: Did you do that because Lana left or because you simply grew up and realized what you wanted to do with your life? Clark, maybe she isn't the liability you're making her out to be. How does she feel about it?
Clark: It's on that disk. She doesn't want to be together.
Chloe: She made that disk seven months ago, Clark. People change. You certainly did. Look, stop playing the guessing game and talk to her. She's probably at my apartment right now.
[ Knock on door ]
Clark: Lana?
[ g*n cocks ]
Tess: Clark. I didn't know it was you.
Clark: I didn't realize that breaking and entering was one of your hobbies.
Tess: The damage was done when I got here. I was worried about Lana, and I came to warn her, but I was obviously too late.
Clark: Warn her about what?
Tess: It seems that she's been ... poking around some classified LuthorCorp technology.
[ Pulsating tone Clark: the last time I checked, you were in charge of LuthorCorp.
[ Beep ]
Tess: Everything but the nanotechnology dedicated to sustaining Lex's life. The bear may be hibernating, but that does not mean that he's gonna sit around and let his honey get stolen.
Clark: You think Lex is behind what happened to Lana?
Tess: I don't think, Clark. I know. And I am really concerned for her.
Clark: Since when did you and Lana become close friends?
Tess: I will forever be grateful to her. Lana's responsible for finally showing me the monster that Lex really is. The least that I can do is repay the favor.
Clark: I knew Lex was still alive. I had no idea he was capable of kidnapping Lana from a distance.
Tess: It wouldn't be the first time he's abducted her from afar. She didn't tell you.
Clark: Tell me what?
Tess: Do you remember that DVD she made for you last spring? Did you ever wonder how Lana got her hands on a video camera right after she awoke from a deep coma?
Lana: As long as I'm in your life, I'm holding you back. Please, for both of us, don't come looking for me. I love you, Clark ... more than you will ever know. Now let me go.
It's for your own protection, ma'am.
Lana: [
Scoffs ] Is that what Lex told you?
You've been in a coma for the past three months. We're here to make sure you stay safe.
Lana: [ Muffled ] No no no!
Tess: Get her in the van. I'll meet you at the compound.
Clark: That disk was a lie. Lana never wanted to leave. She left because she was escaping from you!
Tess: Clark.
Clark: You're no better than Lex.
Tess: If I had known what I know now, I would have never been part of it. Lex convinced us it was for her own good.
Clark: How nice of him to kidnap her.
Tess: Lex also said that she was in that asylum because of you ... that your relationship was so dysfunctional you were constantly hurting her.
[ Engine revving Lana: where are you taking me?
To a place where you'll be protected. Here.
Lana: [ Scoffs ] Lex has been watching me, hasn't he? Waiting for me to wake up so he can kidnap me.
Mr. Luthor just wants to help you.
Lana: [ Exhales sharply ] I-I'm not feeling very well.
You're dehydrated. You should drink that.
Lana: No, I think I'm gonna throw up.
[ Sighs ]
[ Grunts ]
Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Just calm down! Agh!
[ Tires screech ]
Lana: Leave the keys in the ignition and get out of the van. Now!
[ Tires screech ]
Clark: The thugs that Lex used ... he could've used them again. What are their names?
Tess: What are their names?! They're both d*ad. The people Lex employs now are brand-new, without any ties to his past. Clark, what did you find?
Clark: I'm not sure what it is. It doesn't seem like Lana's taste.
Tess: It's not.
Clark: Have you seen this before?
Tess: My strategic advisor, carter Bowfry ... it's his.
[ Air whooshes Clark: what did you do with Lana?
Carter: I don't know who you're talking about.
Clark: Don't lie to me! I found your medallion in her apartment!
Carter: My medallion is right here.
Clark: They're exactly the same. How do you know Lana?
Carter: Son, I suggest you back down right now.
Clark: Lana has been kidnapped. Look, if anything you know may help me find her, please ... you can trust me.
Carter: You must be Clark.
Clark: How do you know my name?
Carter: I gave Lana that medallion last spring in edge city. I don't know how she tracked me down, but she did.
Lana: Money means nothing to me. I'll pay you whatever you want.
Carter: I don't need your dollars, ma'am. [ Chuckles ] I'm just a retired teacher living off his pension.
Lana: A teacher who trained green berets and navy seals to withstand extreme pain and t*rture. I've done my homework. I need your help.
Carter: What I have to teach, you're not ready to learn.
Lana: You'd be surprised. Please, just give me a chance.
Carter: Well, you're not a soldier, and you're definitely not a government agent, so why are you here?
Lana: I want to be invincible.
Carter: Well, good for you. Look ... I'm all for girl power, but you're gonna have to go find yours on your own, okay, sweetheart?
Lana: I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. If you help me, I promise you'll be helping the world.
[ Thunder rumbles [ Breathing heavily, shivering ]
Carter: You were barely under.
Lana: It's too cold.
Carter: You're weaker than I thought.
Lana: Yeah, well, life hasn't exactly been a walk in the park lately.
Carter: Oh, poor, poor, pitiful you. How long have you been feeling sorry for yourself? Let me guess. Your entire life.
[ Inhales deeply ]
Clark: You tortured her?!
Carter: I trained her. That's how she came back stronger.
Clark: She's always been strong. Now she's missing because of you.
Carter: All I did was help her get over the one thing that was holding her back.
Carter: What are you waiting for?
Lana: Just not used to scorching myself.
Carter: Get used to it. No fear, no pain.
Lana: [ Inhales sharply ] I can't.
Carter: It's not fear that's stopping you, is it? You're holding onto something ... or someone.
Lana: Do you see anyone else here?
Carter: Oh, I can feel him. So can you. As long as you're trying to be someone you're not, you are gonna be vulnerable. You are gonna feel the pain. What's the name?
Lana: His name's Clark. And if I had an ounce of his strength ...
Carter: I'm not training you to be like someone else. I'm training you to be Lana Lang, to rise from the ashes of your previous life, stronger, more powerful ... fearless. It's time to rise.
[ Breathing hey ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Carter: You don't look ready for class.
Lana: Carter, I have learned so much from you, but what I need, I-I can't get it here.
Carter: What you need are skills, Lana ... maturity.
Lana: I need power.
Carter: And you'll have it. But it just doesn't happen overnight.
Lana: I've had it before ... skills and abilities beyond what you can imagine. But I wasn't ready for them physically, ment*lly, or emotionally. And now, thanks to you, I am.
Carter: This thirst for power, Lana ... I've seen it before. Most of the time, it doesn't have a happy ending. Well ... [ Sighs ] Before you fly off to change the world ... ... I've got something for you.
Lana: I don't deserve it. Take this so you'll always remember. As you rise higher and higher, never look down.
Clark: After edge city, where'd she go?
Carter: Metropolis.
[ Door closes ]
Carter: She was so full of hope. Wanted to imprint this stamp of positivity on the world. I-I couldn't let anything happen to her. After all the death and destruction I've been responsible for, Lana was my chance at redemption, so I tracked her down.
Clark: When you found her, what was she doing?
Carter: Investigating LuthorCorp. I told her to put it in the past, but she wouldn't listen to me. So I joined her cause. Ep an on her. And I got this job on the inside, feeding Lana information while I advised Tess mercer on defense-contract strategies.
Clark: Did Lana contact anyone else when she was in metropolis?
Carter: A blond woman. They went to high school together in Smallville.
Clark: Chloe?
Carter: Sullivan.
[ Beeping, air hissing ]
Sir, she's barely alive.
Dr. Groll: It's the only way to apply the nanites. Begin the grafting.
[ Keyboard clag ]
[ Electronic whirring, beeping ]
Dr. Groll: Applying Prometheus layer.
[ Whirring, beeping quicken ]
[ Car door closes ]
Tess: The cloak-and-dagger existence suits you well, Regan. So, how's the new career ... breaking and entering? Did you find what you were looking for in Lana Lang's apartment?
Regan: Still looking, just like you. Only I'm trying to find the technology to keep Lex alive, not to destroy it.
Tess: The world already believes he's d*ad. I'm just trying to make a fantasy a reality.
Regan: You actually believe you can declare Lex Luthor d*ad and not end up d*ad yourself?
Tess: [ Scoffs ] You're a pretty pathetic guard dog ... loyal to a master that can't even feed himself. Why don't you come and work for me? Hmm? [ Laughs ] I'll give you more milk-bones than Lex ever did.
Regan: I think I'd rather shovel cow dung.
Tess: Oh, you see, it's not really a choice. Once you discover the Prometheus technology, I want you to bring it to me.
Regan: I'm afraid that ... you're gonna be waiting a long, long time.
Tess: Find me the Prometheus technology, or I'll have to take it ... by force.
Man: Regeneration complete, dr. Groll.
Dr. Groll: Pull her out and get her quarantined.
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Clark, no more superscares, please. I'm this close to a cardiac arrest.
Clark: Why didn't you tell me?
Chloe: So now I'm keeping secrets I didn't know I was keeping.
Clark: Lana. How could you not tell me you spoke to her?
Chloe: Because she asked me not to. I have to respect that.
Clark: Now it looks like your respect may have gotten her kidnapped.
Chloe: What?
Clark: Chloe, if I'd have known what she was doing, I could have stopped her before she got hurt.
Chloe: I wasn't about to betray her trust, Clark, just like I would never betray yours. You of all people should understand that.
Clark: This is different, Chloe. I have abilities. I can take care of myself. Lana can't. Look, Chloe, all that matters now is finding her. Please, you have to tell me everything she said to you.
Chloe: Okay, first of all, just so you know, she didn't come back to see me. She was on a mission.
Chloe: Am I hallucinating, or is that the long-lost Lana Lang in front of me?
Lana: Hi, Chloe.
Chloe: I! Oh, my god, I thought I'd never see you again. Now you're back.
Lana: Actually, I'm only here for a short stay. I am so impressed with what you've done with !sis, Chloe. You've turned my dinky little operation into a place that really helps people.
Chloe: I'm just carrying on the torch you lit. In other late-breaking news, I'm getting married next month.
Lana: [ Chuckles ] Wow. Laughs that is a huge headline. I am so happy for you. You two make a perfect couple.
Chloe: Speaking of which, does your short stay include a pit stop at the planet to see Clark?
Lana: Uh, not this time. But I read about the red/blue blur saving the citizens of metropolis. I've got to say that, when I saw that article, it brought tears to my eyes. I am so proud of him.
Chloe: Lana ... I know that you miss all of us, but something tells me there's more to your trip back home than simply checking in with the old g*ng.
Lana: I actually came back here to find out more about project Ares.
Chloe: Project Ares ... wasn't that Lex's scheme to genetically enhance injured soldiers?
Lana: Using alien DNA.
Chloe: Lana, this is all in the past. Lex is out of your life now. Why don't you just put this behind you and move on?
Lana: I am moving on.
Chloe: Really? Because it seems to me like you're not just playing with f*re, you're stepping into a raging inferno. Clark should know about this.
Lana: I plan on telling Clark ... when the time is right. Chloe, I want you to promise me that you won't say a word. [ Sighs ] I can take care of myself now.
Chloe: All I did was honor my friend's secret. And now I feel like this is all my fault.
Clark: That must have been the way she wanted it ... so she could do what she had to do without anyone getting in her way ... especially me. Did you check on project Ares after she left?
Chloe: Yeah, it turns out the project was mothballed over a year ago, even before Lex went missing.
Clark: Tess mercer told me Lana's been looking into technology that could keep Lex alive. She thinks that Lex abducted her.
Chloe: Since when are you trusting what the first lady of LuthorCorp has to say?
Clark: Since she came clean with me. She told me when Lana made that disk, she was being held at g*n by a team of Lex's men led by Tess.
Chloe: Wait, Clark. If Lana didn't make that disk on her own, then why didn't she come home to you?
Clark: She was too busy planning her revenge on Lex. Chloe, I need to find Lana before she does something she'll regret.
Tess: Hmm. That's a ballsy move, sitting in the boss's chair. Either you have good news for me, or you like to live dangerously close to the edge.
Regan: I guess it's the latter. He did have good news for you ... the address of the Prometheus lab. Unfortunately, he told me first.
Tess: So working for Lex gives you carte blanche to k*ll innocent people?
Regan: [ Chuckles softly ] Innocent? He worked for you, Tess.
Tess: Give a mid-level bureaucrat a little bit of power, and it goes straight to his head.
Regan: You're the expert. You know, I actually used to be envious of you. Of course, that was before I found out Lex was using you as his eyes and ears.
Tess: I happen to have my own eyes and ears, hidden in the security cameras in this office. Not only did they record your illuminating conversation with my security guard, but also his tragic m*rder.
Regan: Yeah. But that footage is nothing compared to the memorable moments I saw. Lex was nice enough to let me catch some of your, uh ... highlights. I'll make sure a few of them make it into your obituary.
[ g*n cocks [ g*n ]
Regan: Agh!
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Grunting ]
Chloe: there's a classified LuthorCorp project called Prometheus, but now that I'm Brainiac-free, I couldn't even begin to hack the firewall.
Clark: You said the first time you saw Lana, she was standing in front of this radiator.
Chloe: Yeah, I think so, but I don't know what the building's heating system has to do with any of this. Whoa. Looks like Lana's got her very own secret stash. She obviously didn't want to leave any of he good stuff on my gigabytes.
Clark: Why do I feel like I'm cracking open her diary?
Chloe: It might be the only way we can save her, Clark.
Clark: Who's this guy?
Chloe: Edward Groll. He's been with LuthorCorp since the first meteor shower. If they gave out PhDs in all things alien, this guy would definitely have one.
[ Beep ]
Lana: I know you were involved with project Ares. But more importantly, I found out you designed Prometheus. I want to commend that is an amazing achievement.
Dr. Groll: You must be mistaken, Mrs. Luthor.
Lana: It's ms. Lang. That will never change. I promise, doctor, I don't intend on destroying your technology. I want to put it to good use.
Dr. Groll: I'm an academic. I hold a chair in biophysics at metropolis university.
Lana: Where you designed and built a meta-dermal skin graft that will not only sustain Lex's health but will give him superhuman abilities.
Dr. Groll: Superhuman abilities? Have you taken up reading comic books?
Lana: For someone intelligent enough to harness alien DNA into the ultimate power suit, you are dangerously naive. What good will your technology do in the hands of a madman? You and I both know that Lex is too dangerous to wear it. But I can.
Dr. Groll: I'm sorry, miss lang. I don't have time to uss fictitious ...
Lana: if Lex ever puts on that suit, he will corrupt its power. He will become a god among men, and the world will never recover. Do you want your legacy to be allowing Lex Luthor to become the ultimate w*apon? Or do you want to be remembered for saving people's lives? For improving the human condition all over the world. I have a space in east metropolis in a warehouse on 95th and Bristol. You can set up your lab.
Dr. Groll: It's not just me I work with a lab full of researchers. They'd never allow it.
Lana: Tell them it was on Lex's orders ...
that he wanted me to be the guinea pig. It's not so far-fetched, is it?
[ Beep ]
Chloe: I don't think she was kidnapped, Clark. Lana doesn't want to destroy the technology. She wants to use it on herself.
[ Beeping ]
Dr. Groll: Thank god. Her blood pressure's rising.
For now. The machines are what's keeping her alive.
Dr. Groll: She's going to be fine. She has to be.
[ Door opens ]
Where's the Prometheus suit?
Dr. Groll: Stop! Don't enter that chamber. Any contaminant could k*ll her.
Tess: Her?
[ Beeping ]
Lana.
Dr. Groll: It was Lex's orders.
[ Beeping ]
Tess: Prometheus must be destroyed.
Dr. Groll: It's too late. You can't destroy the suit without m*rder her.
Tess: Lana Lang was born to be a martyr.
Dr. Groll: No!
[ Grunts ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Alarm blaring ]
Tess: You will never be able to help Lex Luthor again.
[ g*n ]
Tess: You find her before she finds me. This woman is lethal.
[ Air whooshes Tess: oh! Lana, you got to believe me, I didn't know you were in there.
Lana: Yes, you did. I'm not here to hurt you, Tess. I'm here as your friend.
Tess: [ Scoffs ] My BFF who tears open my safe with her bare hands and burns all of my research? I think that you're stretching the definition of friendship just a little bit.
Lana: I don't want you to make the same mistake I did. I know how much you want to get revenge on Lex, and who can blame you? I have felt that exact same rage.
Tess: He didn't implant a microchip into your brain.
Lana: All that anger will lead you down a long tunnel that you will never find your way out of.
Tess: [ Chuckles softly ] Yeah, that's a really easy position to take when you're clad in an invincible suit.
Lana: I-I didn't put the suit on for protection. I did it so that I could actually do some good in the world. You are an amazing woman, Tess. But it's hard to see when you're stuck in the dark shadow of an even darker man.
Tess: Why do you think I want Lex gone?
Lana: You may have gotten rid of the microchip ...
but every second that you're consumed by hate is another second Lex is still in control of you. Don't be a victim anymore.
[ Air whooshes ]
Kent. What are you doing rising before the roosters?
Clark: Couldn't sleep.
Lana: [ In distance ] Clark.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Wind whistles ]
Lana: Meet me up on the rooftop.
Clark: Lana! I've been looking all over for you. Are you okay?
Lana: I've never felt better, Clark.
Clark: It's because you're wearing that suit, Lana. You have powers, and the last time that happened, it didn't end well.
Lana: I'm different now. This time I've prepared myself.
Clark: Those months that you were gone, why didn't you tell me what you were doing?
Lana: You would have never let me go through with it.
Clark: Because it's dangerous, Lana. It's never been tested on humans.
Lana: Give Lex credit where credit is due. When it comes to all things scientific, he's pulled off the impossible on more than one occasion. Clark, you don't have to protect me anymore. You don't have to worry about me.
Clark: How can you say that, Lana? We have no idea what's gonna happen.
Lana: Exactly. And that's why it's so important to live in the present. Whatever happened in the past and whatever happens in the future, it doesn't matter.
Clark: It does matter, Lana. It matters if you get hurt.
Lana: I know how much you care about me. You always have. That's why when I came back for Chloe's wedding, I ... I didn't think we could be together. Clark ...
the last thing I wanted was to be some distraction in your life.
Clark: You're not a distraction. You never were.
Lana: I'm not anymore. Clark, nothing can hurt me anymore. You and I are equals now, and together, we can help make the world a better place. Unless that's not what you want.
Clark: No, Lana, that's exactly what I want. But it's a dream, Lana. We both know dreams normally don't come true.
Lana: There's never been anything normal about us. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x13 - Power"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 5th, 2009
This still needs final proofreading
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Winslow: The world moves so fast today. People forget how much better they had it as kids ... when hours seemed like days and a favorite toy could be a child's best friend. Toys are powerful things, you know. They are vessels for the imagination imbued with life ... through the simple act of play.
Mercer is taking too many risks.
Lex took a gamble with her, and it's paying off. Look at the success she's had with the daily planet.
Lex didn't know she was funneling all of LuthorCorp holdings into one highly experimental w*apon. And now she's lost the prototype.
I move for a vote of no confidence.
Yeah, I second the motion. All those in favor of making a change.
Oliver: Aye. That is, I agree it's time for a change, but not quite how you mean it.
Oliver queen. What are you doing in enemy camp?
Oliver: I'm actually the one who called this meeting. Tess sends her regrets. But she's on her way to Dubai, overseeing some of our international interests.
What do you mean "our"?
Oliver: With Tess' cooperation, I've purchased controlling interest in LuthorCorp.
If that barracuda went behind our backs and helped you with a hostile takeover ...
Oliver: you know, I-I really don't think that the LuthorCorp board should be lecturing me on ethics, ma'am. After all, you've been using the world as your own personal playground for way too long.
The world is much better off because of the Luthors, and no pampered playboy is going to destroy their legacy.
Oliver: Everybody down!
[ Crash ]
Lana: [ Laughs ] Please tell me that the bed was already wobbly.
Clark: Lana, it's made of solid oak.
Lana: Oh, god. [ Sighs ] What do you say we find out how strong t floor is?
Where do you get all the energy?
How would you like to see another sunset? We could start our night all over again. Head west, find a sandy beach.
Lana: I love you being so romantic, Clark. But there's something that I would love even more than a trip to the tropics.
Clark: Just ask, and it's yours.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lana: I want to help you when you're out patrolling metropolis.
Clark: Lana, I'm not so sure that ...
Lana: Clark, when I stopped that b*llet and saved dr. Groll's life, it was the most amazing feeling I have ever had. I got to use my new powers the way I always planned to.
Clark: Lana, even with your strength and speed, it's still dangerous out there.
Lana: You've protected me for years. But this is who I am now. It's the life I want. And I want to share it with you.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: All I've ever wanted was someone to share my life with. To work with me, side by side ... just like my mom and dad did. With my abilities, I never thought ...
Lana: Clark, stop. I'm right here.
[ Knock on door Chloe: Clark? Lana? Hey. There was some sort of an expl*si*n at LuthorCorp. The news was saying it was a b*mb.
Oh, my god. Was anyone hurt?
Apparently, everyone on the board of directors was k*lled. Oliver was there. He's in the hospital.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Oliver: [ Groans softly ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Oliver: Well, if it isn't metropolis' newest power couple.
How you doing, Oliver?
Oliver: I'm all right. Nothing a dry martini can't cure. Were there any other survivors?
You were the only one. They said the table protected you from the blast.
Oliver, do you have any idea who did this?
Oliver: Angry shareholder, maybe? I just bought a controlling stake in LuthorCorp. I was meeting with the board to announce it.
If you're trying to erase the "Luthor" from LuthorCorp, then there's one obvious choice for who was behind this att*ck.
Lex.
You know, if he was gonna come after anyone, Lana, I would assume it would be you. You were the one that really got under his skin. Or should I say into it. That biotech that you commandeered, that was his lifeline. It was his last chance at recovery. Thing probably meant more to him than his entire company.
Do you remember anything before the blast? Something that could help us figure out if Lex is behind this?
Oliver: No. No, I didn't see anything.
All right. Don't worry, Oliver. I promise we're gonna find out who did this.
[ Electricity crackling]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Oliver's lucky to be alive. Looks like the b*mb went off over here. Must be pieces in the walls everywhere.
[ Groans ]
Lana: Clark. Are you okay?
Clark: [ Breathing heavily ] There's kryptonite. Looks like this silver shard was part of the b*mb, but ... why would they use meteor rock?
It's not the first time it's been used to make a b*mb more powerful.
Lana: Whoa. What was that?
Clark: Whatever it was, Lana, I don't feel the kryptonite anymore.
Lana: Maybe it was treated with something that lost its charge when I moved the chip.
Clark: Queen industries.
Lana: Clark, I think that Oliver knows more than he's saying.
Clark: Lana, it's a big company. They make thousands of chips a year. Why would you think Oliver would be responsible?
Lana: I don't, but doesn't it seem like he's covering something?
Clark: But why would he hide anything from me?
Lana: He's done it before, Clark. When I tracked Lex to Cuba, Oliver showed up. He was thereto k*ll Lex.
Clark: Why didn't you tell me about this?
Lana: I thought that I'd talked him down, but obviously, he still has his own agenda.
I think that you should show him the chip and give him a chance to explain.
Clark: No, we can't trust him anymore. If he's so obsessed with k*lling Lex that he went behind my back, I don't want to pull him in any deeper.
Whatever Oliver is hiding, we'll figure it out on our own.
Winslow: The game has g*n. Although, even the finest plan can't guarantee a flawless execution. Apparently ... miss mercer wasn't in the room. And Oliver queen survived.
[ Whirring ]
Winslow: But don't you worry. I'll be sure to tie up any loose ends, Mr. Luthor. Meanwhile, we've already g*n round two.
[ Whirring ]
Winslow: Time for our next move.
[ Beep ]
Winslow: [ Laughing maniacally ]
[ Monitor beeping ]
Nurse: Hmm. Your heart rate's a little higher than normal, Mr. Queen.
Oliver: Really? I'm sure the view has that effect on all your patients.
Nurse: [ Chuckles ] Well, with the pain meds you're on, I'm afraid this is the only view you're getting tonight. Rest.
Chloe: Looks like someone's making a speedy recovery.
Oliver: Yeah, not quick enough. Trust me.
Chloe: Well, I'm guessing you didn't get me over here to spoon you chicken soup.
Oliver: No. Listen, I need you to pull an address off of queen industries' database. It's an engineer that I fired six years ago. His name's Winslow Schott.
Chloe: You think that his ex-employee is behind the b*mb?
Oliver: I hired him right out of M.I.T. Developed expl*sives ... anything from bl*wing out tunnels to breaking up kidney stones.
Chloe: That's pretty high praise for someone you handed a pink slip to. What happened?
Oliver: High-pressure job. He snapped. He started bringing toys to work. Whatever, right? But then he started ... hiding expl*sives inside the toys. And that's when I realized Winslow was thinking a little bit too far outside the toy box.
Chloe: Hmm. Why are you telling me this when you have your very own personal b*mb squad in Clark and Lana? Look, give me 10 minutes with one of your satellites, and I'll get them to go and get him.
Oliver: No, Chloe, we can't tell Clark. Winslow could have att*cked me any time he wanted in the past six years. He chose the night I took over LuthorCorp to do it. The toy boy may have pulled the pin ... but I think he's working for Lex.
Chloe: So, you're not actually interested in tracking this Winslow guy down. You just want him to lead you to Lex. And you want Clark to stay out of your way.
Oliver: Chloe, you know Clark would never agree to do what needs to be done to get rid of Lex forever.
Chloe: You're talking about k*lling a man.
Oliver: I'm talking about ending this reign of terror that's been consuming us all lately.
Chloe: No. I can't lie to Clark.
Oliver: You want to tell him the truth, or you want to protect him? Lex tried to k*ll me. You know he's coming after Clark next. Chloe, he knows his secret. Could you honestly live with yourself if you let something happen to Clark?
Clark: Chloe. What are you doing here?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] You know Oliver. Even the blast of a b*mb won't rattle his work ethic. He asked me to come in and pull some of the files from the LuthorCorp deal.
Clark: That's funny. Because I would think that queen industries could free up at least one employee to run his errands for him.
Chloe: Yeah, well, I'm not exactly a brink's security truck, but Oliver knows he can trust me.
Clark: I thought I could, too. You're chasing down a lead on the b*mb for him, aren't you?
Chloe: Sorry, Clark.
Clark: Chloe, you don't understand. Lana told me about Oliver's vendetta against Lex. He knows that I would try to stop him. That's why he would lie, but I don't know why you would.
Chloe: Because I don't want to lose you, Clark. Lex knows that the meteor rocks are poisonous to Kryptonians. He knows your weakness. He could k*ll you.
Clark: That doesn't mean I'm supposed to k*ll him first, Chloe. No matter what Oliver said to you, Lex and I are not in a battle to the death.
Chloe: Open your eyes, Clark. Lex declared w*r on you years ago. He's known your secret for months. Why have you not done anything yet?
Clark: I'm focused on the future ... on using my abilities to help people. I don't want to live in the past.
Chloe: But that's exactly what you're doing. You think that lexis still that same man you saved on the bridge eight years ago? You're not recognizing the monster he's become.
Clark: So because I'm not gonna k*ll someone, I'm in denial? When you were taken over by Brainiac, you could have destroyed the world, Chloe. But I refused to k*ll you.
Chloe: Here. It's Oliver's top suspect ... Winslow Schott. He used to work at S.T.A.R. Labs. Oliver thinks he would lead us to Lex.
Clark: Don't worry. I'll be careful.
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Nurse: [ Chuckles ] Can I help you?
Winslow: I certainly hope so. Could you direct me to Oliver queen's room? I have a delivery for him.
Clark: Lana? You found your necklace.
Lana: After all the pain I caused you, I'm surprised you still have it.
Clark: How could I throw away something that means so much? I still remember seeing you wear this in high school. I couldn't get within 5 feet of you without falling over.
Lana: And even after your ship got rid of the kryptonite, there always seemed to be something standing in our way.
Clark: Not anymore. We're together now, Lana. And I'm not gonna let anyone take that away from us.
Lana: Clark, I talked to dr. Groll about what happened with the kryptonite. It wasn't the chip. It was me.
Clark: So, besides strength and speed, you can destroy kryptonite.
Lana: Dr. Groll says I absorbed it. I'm worried, Clark. If Lex built this as a w*apon, what if you were the target?
Clark: But Lex isn't wearing it, Lana ... you are. Look, we're gonna figure this out. But we need to stay focused on tracking down this b*mb before he causes any more damage.
Lana: Did you find anything?
Clark: Yeah. You were right ... Oliver was hiding something. He thinks the b*mb is someone who used to work for him.
I went to that address listed there, but he doesn't live there anymore. According to this, Mr. Schott is a pretty prolific inventor. He filed a lot of patents for S.T.A.R. Labs. A guy like this ... he wouldn't just stop registering his research because Oliver let him go. So maybe the patent office has a current address for him.
If this guy's working for Lex, we're dealing with a lot more than just some toy maker. If Lex put things in motion, he has planned three moves ahead. And now that he has nothing to lose, he's more dangerous than ever.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Oliver: [ Exhales deeply ] What the hell?
Winslow: How does it feel to not be in control for once?
Oliver: Untie me right now.
Winslow: That wouldn't be very much fun.
Oliver: I get it. I get it. The children's ward's two floors up, you know.
Winslow: Excuse me?
Oliver: The balloons, the monkey, the ridiculous costume you're wearing ... you're a clown, right? Aren't you a clown?
Winslow: I am Winslow Schott. You called me one of S.T.A.R. Labs' greatest minds, and then you fired me.
Oliver: Winslow. Of course, yeah. Yeah, I remember you now. Well, it's good to see you're still playing with toys. [ Chuckles ] Come on, man. How much for the ape?
Winslow: I don't need your money anymore, Mr. Queen. I found someone new to work with ... someone who appreciates my genius. None other than Lex Luthor himself.
Oliver: Well, that's impressive. I thought he was d*ad.
Winslow: You are one who's supposed to be d*ad you should have died in that expl*si*n, like everyone else!
Oliver: You seem like you're getting angry, Winslow. Maybe you should take your toys and go home.
Winslow: Actually ... I made a toy just for you.
[ Lock clicks ]
Winslow: After this little fella clangs his cymbals together 53 times ... it'll be the last sound you ever hear.
Oliver: 53, huh? Seems a little arbitrary, doesn't it?
Winslow: I filed 53 patents working for you. Queen industries made millions, and I got nothing.
[ Cymbals clanging ]
Winslow: I bet you wish you appreciated my artistry just a little bit more now, don't you?
Oliver: Unlock the other cuff. Come on!
28 and counting! Bobo's not gonna slow down any time soon.
[ Clanging stops ]
[ Bones crack ]
Oliver: I swear, I'll break every one of your artistic little fingers. Now, tell me ... where can I find Lex?
[ Door unlocks ]
This is the last known address the patent office had for him.
Clark: Chloe mentioned this Winslow guy had a thing for toys. I'm guessing he still lives here.
[ Whirring ]
Lana: Clark. There's a wireless camera inside this doll. Someone's watching us.
I can guess who it is. Lex likes to keep an eye on the people that work for him.
Lana, look at this. It's metropolis. Winslow must have played out the b*mb here before the att*ck.
If that's the case, then daily planet is Lex's next target.
Nurse: Excuse me, Mr. Queen? It's time for your medicine. Oh, my god! Where's Mr. Queen?
Winslow: Just delivered a balloon-o-gram, and the guy att*cked me.
Nurse: Ohh. Here. Let me help you.
Winslow: Thank you. Thank you so much.
Chloe: You. You're Winslow Schott! No, don't untie him!
[ Beeping ]
[ Gas hissing ]
[ Gasps ]
Winslow: I win.
Chloe: And Lana's guy got away.
Clark: I just picked Chloe up from the hospital. The doctors say she's okay. But this Toyman guy got away. Keep looking, Lana.
[ Cellphone be]
Chloe: Call me crazy, Clark, but isn't there a b*mb you should be finding?
Clark: Chasing that camera's signal may be our only chance to find Lex. And Lana's already searching for the b*mb at the daily planet.
Chloe: Have you had any luck?
The feed to the camera's been cut, but it was definitely broadcasting to a single receiver.
You found Lex.
Chloe: Well, I managed to sneak past the latest gaggle of ghost routers and ping the original I.P. address that Winslow was sending to.
Clark: Where is he?
Chloe: "Where" sort of depends on "when," Clark.
Clark: Lex has been on the move this whole time. I thought Lex was immobilized.
Chloe: Lex may have been immobilized, but his I.P. address is still leaping tall wireless towers in a single bound. Now, I programmed the signal into one of Oliver's satellites and synched it with my PDA.
I made you a Lex tracker. Now, Oliver's satellite is about to pass out of range. You only have 10 minutes before the signal is gone and Lex disappears again.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Lana?
[ Air whooshes, beeping ]
Lana: Clark, I searched every room, and I can't find the b*mb anywhere.
Clark: Like you said, we're a team.
[ Rumbling ]
[ Beeping, whirring ]
[ Ticking ]
It's on the roof.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Wind gusting ]
[ Groans ]
Lana: Clark, that much kryptonite could take out half the city.
Lex: Clark Kent and Lana Lang, welcome to your destiny. You've destroyed me in every way, so now I'm going to take away what matters most to you.
Clark: Lex?
Lex: Do you know what people remember about the greatest star-crossed romances? Not how the lovers met, but the way the relationship tragically ends. The skin Lana's wearing was designed to absorb enough meteor rock that you'll never be able to go near her again.
Clark: You're a coward, Lex. Come out here. Face us!
Lex: No, Clark. It's time for you to face your defining moment. You can walk away, sacrificing innocent lives to stay together, or defuse the b*mb and sacrifice your love forever.
[ Inhales sharply ]
Lana: Clark.
[ Sighs ] You have to.
[ Sighs ]
[ Energy surging ]
Clark: Lana?
[ Groans ]
[ Gasping ] Lex.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lana: Clark.
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Air whooshes ]
You'll never hurt anyone else ever again.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Groans ]
Lana: I know how much it hurts right now, Clark, but if you go after Lex like this, you will k*ll him.
Clark: After what he's done to us, Lana, he needs to be stopped.
Lana: I promise you ... I will help you to punish Lex. But if you k*ll him, you will lose so much more than just us being together. Clark ... you'll lose yourself.
Oliver: Lex deserved to die, Chloe.
Chloe: You certainly made sure he got what he deserved. They identified the remains as Lex's. And what does Clark think?
Oliver: That Winslow turned on Lex. Pieces of a toy b*mb were found in the wreckage.
Yeah, well, that makes sense. Wouldn't be like Winslow to play a game he can't win.
Chloe: Are you seriously gonna let another man take the blame for something you did?
Oliver: Chloe, Winslow was already a k*ller. He blew up all those people at LuthorCorp. He was about ready to take down the entire daily planet. One more death's not gonna make a difference.
Chloe: Are you listening to yourself? Oliver, you've really crossed a line here.
Oliver: Lex is d*ad. The world is safer because of it. Clark is safe again.
Chloe: This is m*rder.
Oliver: This is justice. Although Clark may not be able to accept that, you know what I did was right. And please don't stand there and look so innocent. You know, I did a little video viewing of my own. Seems a certain meteor freak named Sebastian Kane died at the hospital right after he got a visit from somebody who looked an awful lot like you.
Chloe: That was Brainiac ... not me.
Oliver: Was it? Because it seemed like a pretty natural instinct to protect Clark. Now that Lex is gone ... you can't tell me you're not relieved.
Chloe: Ever fiber of my conscience wants to say that's not true. But ... then ...
Oliver: you can't tell Clark what I did. Lex just ripped the man's heart out, Chloe. He's gonna need his friends around him right now more than ever.
Lana: Clark, please. I don't want to hurt you.
Clark: Lex already took care of that.
[ Sighs ] Did you talk to dr. Groll? Can he help us?
Lana: No.
Clark: I'm gonna do everything I canto fix this, Lana. I will find a way for us to be together.
Lana: Clark, he tried everything. He can't reverse the process. I love you. I always will. I know what I need to do with my life now. Life is ... so precious ... so beautiful. And to be able to protect that, that's an amazing gift. I know you feel the same way. What we have is beautiful. Clark, we made our choice on that roof. And I know we would do it again. Because both of us are driven to do this, even if we can't do it together.
Clark: Don't leave. Don't leave again, Lana. Even if we can't be together, I want you in my life.
Lana: That's where you're stronger than me. To ... to see you ... on the street every day ... [ Voice breaking ] And not be able to touch Y ... stay. No. Clark, don't. Clark.
[ Groaning ]
Lana: Clark.
[ Sobbing ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Crying ]
Lana: Goodbye, Clark.
[ Sniffles ]
Lana: That night at the cemetery, when I introduced you to my mom and dad, you told me that I would never be alone ... that my mom would always be watching over me. If we're in each other's hearts, Clark, I will always be with you. No matter what. I love you.
[ Breathing heavily ] I love you. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x14 - Requiem"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on March 12th, 2009
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Clark: What am I looking at?
Jimmy: Well, it's a ... it's a person.
Clark: So you're saying this blur saved Lois from becoming roadkill?
Jimmy: See, that's how good he is.
Linda: This pulp rag lives or dies by my column. Now, you get it done by today, or you're gonna be decorating bathrooms in strip malls.
Ugh!
Linda: You want to rise above sea level, you better sharpen those teeth!
[ Grunts ]
Braniac as Chloe: You will eradicate the other Kryptonian and then the rest of the planet.
Davis: I am not going to hurt anyone.
Braniac as Chloe: YYou have no free will. And you're destined to become what you really are. Doomsday.
[ Growls ]
Woman: No way! I can't believe it!
Lois: I thought, just for a minute, someone needed me.
Jimmy: Well, I'm sure he needs you.
Lois: How do you know?
Jimmy: 'Cause I know Clark.
[ Rain pouring ]
[ Thunder rumbling ]
Lois: Oh! Great! Thank you! Nice to be back!
Clark: Lois!
Lois: Are you kidding me?!
Now you show up? The one time I actually depend on you, and you flake on picking me up from the airport.
Clark: I'm really sorry.
Lois: Sorry?! Sorry doesn't buy back the last three hours I spent ... standing in a downpour ... [ Grunts ] ... Waiting cheesy curbside reunions.
Clark: I can explain.
Lois: You e-mailed last night to say you'd be there. What, do I need to tie a string around your finger myself?
Clark: But I got held up a-at work. I finished one thing, Lois, and something else would come up.
Lois: You're a reporter, Smallville. You're not saving the world.
Clark: I know. I should've called.
Lois: Look, I get it. You have other things on your mind. I don't expect to be the person at the top of your priority list.
[ Rain and thunder ]
Linda: tinue Clark Kent. He can save an entire city in the blink of an eye, but when it comes to ladies, the red-blue blur still drives with the brakes on.
Clark: Linda Lake. What are you doing here?
Linda: Watching you. Impressive as always.
Clark: You're a m*rder. You should be in prison.
Linda: The police cleared my name. Besides, there's no prison sentence worse than where I've been ...
circling the drain of obscurity. I'm a nobody, Kent. Two years living underground dried up my prophetic pen. But I'm ready to make another splash.
Clark: Haven't your stories ruined enough lives?
Linda: Oh, no.[ Chuckles softly ] It's different this time. I want to be the voice of the red-blue blur. Every rescue, every takedown, every kitten that you rescue from a tree, you leak the story to me first. My name will be known alongside yours on papers around the globe.
Clark: Chloe was right ... you are crazy.
Linda: I prefer ambitious. In fact, I spent a few hours of my morning ... writing your life story. Partner with me, I'll shred it. You turn your back on me, and the whole world reads about little orphan alien.
Clark: We've gone through this before. I'll stop you.
Linda: Not this time. You'll make a great headline, Kent.
[ Thunder continue ]
Chloe: Clark? Hey, can I raid your DVD collection? Jimmy's being transferred to Met Gen, and I don't think he's into a chick flick. You okay?
Clark: Linda Lake is back.
Chloe: What? I thought that water snake slithered back into her swamp.
Clark: If I don't give her an exclusive scoop on all my saves, she's gonna expose me ... my name, my face, everything.
Chloe: Oh, my God. Okay ... well, the h20 has obviously gone to her head, and we need to figure out a way to k*ll that story once and for all.
Clark: She's got a backup plan, Chloe. Whether we stop her or not, she's still gonna release my identity. So I'm going public ...
on my terms.
Chloe: Whoa. Clark. Okay, I realize that after Lana left, you really buried yourself in patrol duty, and there's nothing wrong with that, but to come out waving the flag ... I mean, that's huge.
Clark: Chloe, I always thought that I would live in secret forever. But you convinced me that Jimmy's picture of the red-blue blur was a symbol of hope.
Chloe: Yeah, well, the world's out-of-focus s didn't have an address or a family or a face. I mean, are you sure that you're ready to have all of your intimate details made into the banner headline?
Clark: Well, I don't have a choice. At least this way, I can control the way my story comes out in the press.
Chloe: Right, because the paparazzi are famous for respecting people's privacy. Clark ... wen ster. There's always a way.
Clark: No, Chloe, this time is different. I mean, even if I agree to be Linda Lake's puppet, eventually she will s*ab me in the back and expose me. I need to stay one step ahead of her, not only for me but for everyone else's sake.
Chloe: Even in a world this advanced, people are still pretty backwards when it comes to accepting change.
Clark: I know, Chloe, but when the red and blue blur h*t the front page, people accepted it. And maybe they're ready to accept me. There could be an upside to all this, you know. For the first time in my life, I may actually be able to be myself.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
[ Sighs ]
Doctor: Can I ask you what you're doing?
Davis: Davis Bloome ... I'm one of the, uh, EMTs.
Doctor: I've never seen you before.
Davis: Well, I've been out for a few weeks.
Doctor: Do you want to explain this?
Davis: I'm just restocking my rig.
Doctor: Antipsychotics used for multiple personalities.
Davis: Yeah, not exactly your latest designer drug, is it?
Doctor: [ Sighs ] I'm sorry. I hope whoever it's for, they get the help they need.
Davis: Trust me, so do I.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Can I talk to you?
Lois: Wow. What is that noise? Is someone talking?
Clark: Lois, you can't ignore me forever.
Lois: Could be worse ... you could be ignored in a three-hour downpour.
Clark: I want you to write my story.
Lois: [ Sighs ] No offense, but I've long since graduated from the "lonely seeking lonely" or classifieds.
Clark: It's a pretty interesting one.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Clark, I'm busy .
Clark: You may have forgotten about me, but the news world didn't. After the story you're about to write, it never will.
Lois: What story?
Clark: I didn't forget to pick you up at the airport, Lois. The reason I wasn't there is because I was protecting people. [ Sighs ] I'm the red-blue blur.
Lois: [ Laughs ] That's the best you can do? [ Laughs ]
Clark: That thing that saved you from the speeding car, that was me. That time the barn door flew off its hinges, you thought it was a weather anomaly. I did that.
Lois: Yeah, right. What'd you do ... sneeze?
Clark: Actually ...
Lois: Clark, next time you liquid-lunch, take the rest of the day off.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Let me help you with that.
[ Metal creaks ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Metal creaks ]
[ Sighs ]
Lois: Guess I should stop calling you "Smallville."
[ Sighs ]
Clark: You're speechless. That's never a good thing.
Lois: The disappearing acts, the half-baked excuses ... all this time, I just coughed it up to a classic to a classic case of Peter Pan syndrome, but ... you're the opposite. You're like ...
Clark: [ Sighs ] ... A hero? Look, Lois, this is a lot to take in ... all at once, but I wanted you to hear it from me before you heard it from anyone else.
Lois: So, why am I the first one you told?
Clark: Actually, Lois, you're not. Lana and Chloe already know.
Lois: Oh. Someone's had a busy morning.
Clark: They've known for years.
Lois: Right. Of course. Start at the beginning. What g*n you got in your arsenal?
Clark: [ Sighs ] Guess I might as well just throw it all out there. I can blast f*re out of my eyes.
Lois: Okay.
Clark: I can hear a dog barking from 10 miles away. I can see through solid objects, and I can run faster than the speed of sound.
Lois: Wait. Rewind. [ Laughs ] Expand on your whole ... "see through things" thing.
Clark: No, Lo ... I ...
Lois: Look, I have to focus. How did I not put these pieces together? I mean, I-I lived with you, and now we practically work on top of each other. I mean, have I been high this entire time?
Clark: The important thing is that you know now. And there's no better reporter to tell my story than you. Would you do me the honor?
Lois: Consider it done. Tomorrow front page will tell the tale of the red-and-blue, meteor-infected hero.
Clark: About the meteors ... we should talk about where I'm from.
Your money's no good here. For 50 years, I've watched this city get eaten alive by crime. But you picked us up, Kent. You reminded everybody what it means to be good again.
Excuse me, Mr. Kent. Can I get your autograph?
Clark: Sure. [ Chuckles ] There you go. I like your outfit.
Thanks!
[ Camera shutters clicking ]
He's so dreamy!
Oh, my god!
Wow, red-blue blur.
Woman: Oh, I want his autograph!
All right!
He is sexy!
That guy?
[ Car horn honking ]
[ Cheering ]
Hey, Clark! Catch!
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Smooches ]
I'll fall for you any day, Clark.
Clark: You can't just do that.
[ Laughs ]
Clark: It's not ...
[ Cheers and applause ]
That's Clark!
No way!
You guys see that?!
[ Camera shutters clicking ]
Linda: You may have scooped me, but I will have the last word.
[ Cheers and applause continue ]
Chloe: You don't understand. There has to be a room available. My husband's being transferred here now. I confirmed yesterday.
Yesterday, our parking lots weren't full of paparazzis, and our hallways weren't full of rubbernecking fans. It's not fair to our other patients.
Chloe: It's not fair to Jimmy.
I'm sorry, but we can't run a hospital when everybody's clamoring for pictures.
Chloe: Of a guy in a neck brace?
A guy in a neck brace married to the alien's best friend. Davis.
Chloe: When did you get back?
Chloe. Hey. Uh, just a few days ago.
Chloe: I think we should talk about what happened.
You remember?
Chloe: Well, it's kind of hard to forget. I mean ... you kissed me.
Right, yeah. Uh ...
Chloe: yeah, I'm assuming that that's what all the phone calls were about. I sort of deleted the messages without listening.
Yeah, well, you didn't miss much. I-it was basically a long, rambling, awkward apology.
Chloe: Look, I-I wasn't bl*wing you off. It's just that with Jimmy's recovery and then losing a chunk of my memory after the wedding from hell, I was ...
yeah, okay. See, this is exactly why I went out of town. I need to give you some space.
Chloe: No space is necessary. Davis, look, let's just forget that this ever happened.
The problem is I can't seem to do that. You have been nothing but a good friend to me. I just ... I don't think that will ever be enough.
Chloe: So I take it friendship's off the table?
Chloe, a friendship like ours ... it can be dangerous.
Chloe: I guess this is goodbye then.
You actually know her?
Yeah, so?
So? She's famous! She's the Kryptonian's best friend!
Kryptonian.
Linda: Ready to earn your stripes as city editor?
Linda Lake. Well, there's a name I haven't seen in a while. Here to reclaim the stiletto out of your assistant's back?
[ Chuckles ]
Linda: Both this news rag's nothing more than poor man's wallpaper. Just here to make it readable again. Clear your page one. Run this.
We stopped throwing your gossip grenades years ago.
Linda: Don't forget that while you were chasing ambulances with the other cubs, I was breaking real news. My blog had more hits than the Chicago mob. My name was feared and revered around the world. I'm doing you a favor.
Do yourself a favor, Lake. Get a new career.
Linda: It's about the alien.
We're live from the Smallville farmhouse where up until this morning Clark Kent lived in anonymity. Now the crowds are gathering to try and get a peek at the superhero next door.
There she is. Chloe Sullivan, what's it like having an alien as a best friend?
Chloe: I'm, uh, just trying to get inside.
Clark: Mom, what do you mean, "forced leave"? Can they even do that to a senator? Okay, look. This will all blow over. People just need time to adjust. All right. I'll talk to you later.
[ Knocking on door ]
Chloe: Clark, it's Chloe!
[ Cheers and applause ]
Chloe: The Beatles have landed in Smallville. You okay?
Clark: Yeah, I'm fine.
Chloe: How are you dealing with the instant star status?
Clark: Unfortunately, my 15 minutes of fame have no end in sight.
Chloe: Well, I don't mean to add to the fanfare, but Lois was just given an editor's promotion. And congratulations ... you now have a penthouse office right next to Tess mercer.
Man on TV: Clark Kent's not everyone's hero.
Last week, a crane lapsed at my husband's site and k*lled him. Where was Clark Kent then? [ Voice breaking ] Who says he gets to choose who lives and who dies?
Chloe: Clark, right now we need to focus on finding Linda Lake. Now, I think I know why she went M.I.A. It turns out that Linda shared a cellblock with me in black creek.
Clark: She can turn herself into water, Chloe. Why didn't she just escape?
Chloe: Because electricity is her kryptonite. Linda Lake's specialized restraints discharged a chemical electrical bonding current, meaning it basically kept her solid.
Clark: Great, then all we have to do is find her.
Man on TV: We now take you live to a press conference with Linda Lake.
Chloe: Shouldn't be too hard.
Linda: Clark Kent ... is not a hero. He's not a savior. He's not even a friend. He is the first wave of an all-out alien invasion. My detailed investigation has revealed that Clark Kent is to blame for meteor showers, deadly power outages, and an unspeakable trail of human carnage.
Chloe: When it rains, it pours.
Linda: But smalle a hero that tried to stop this alien before it ravaged our homeland again. And that hero ... that hero was Lex Luthor. And Clark Kent k*lled him.
Clark: She just turned me into a public enemy.
[ Crowd shouting, sirens wailing ]
Chloe: Clark, you need to leave. Now.
Clark: I can straighten this out, Chloe. I'll talk to the authorities myself.
Chloe: It looks like they want to talk to you, too. Look, Clark, this is only gonna get worse. You need to leave while you still can.
Clark: I'm not running, Chloe. People need to know the truth. Now, why don't you go out the back, okay? I'll catch up with you later.
[ Shouting continues ]
Chloe: Be careful.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Clark: Linda Lake is lying through her teeth.
Her points line up, Clark. So why don't you just tell me who you're working with?
Clark: Like I said, I'm not working with anyone. I was sent here alone.
To do what ... work on a farm? It's pretty clear there's a bigger agenda here.
Clark: Look, my father sent me here with a dying wish that I use my abilities to protect mankind. It's what I've always done. It's what I'm gonna continue to do.
And I'm sure if I ask your friends, they attest to that? Hmm? Friends like Lois lane? You gave her the front page of a lifetime. Now, if she's been keeping your secret, she could be aiding and abetting an enemy of the state.
Clark: No, Lois is innocent. Everything she knows is in her story.
And Chloe Sullivan? Impressive how long she kept your secret. How many other secrets is she keeping, Clark?
Clark: Look, I have been open about everything you've asked me.
And I appreciate it. I really do. I'm sure you won't have any problem with us running some tests.
Clark: No one agreed to any tests ... only to answer the questions ... you asked of me.
Just calm down, and everything will be fine, all right?
Clark: No one's running any tests.
f*re!
[ b*ll*ts clanging ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Keep your car running. The feds are after you.
Chloe: What did they do to you?
Clark: It doesn't matter, Chloe. You have to leave Smallville now.
Man on radio: We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a special bulletin. Authorities are on a statewide manhunt for Clark Kent. He's considered dangerous, unpredictable, and without remorse. Granville county is s a mandatory curfew of 9:00.M. And urges families with children to stay indoors at all times.
[ Helicopter blades whirring ]
[ Car door closes ]
Chloe: Do they know about the meteor rocks?
Clark: Not yet. That's why they're after you ... to find a way to stop me, Chloe. We have to leave town separately.
Chloe: What? Am I losing you, Clark? If this is goodbye, I'm not saying it.
Clark: No, Chloe, when this all dies down, I'll find you. I promise.
Chloe: This isn't gonna die down, Clark. There has to be a way that we could just undo everything. I mean, can't you just ask Jor-el to orchestrate another second chance?
Clark: He's gone, Chloe. He disappeared when the fortress went dark.
Chloe: Then unless you're hiding some sort of latent power to turn back time, I have no more ideas.
Clark: The legion. They gave me a ring that makes time travel possible. I hid it in a toolbox in the barn. I never thought I'd have to use it, but ...
Chloe: You think you can go back to before your story broke?
Clark: The legion went back 1,000 years using it.
Chloe: Okay, now, I know I don't need to remind you what happened last time you turned back the clock. There's always a consequence.
Clark: The world fears me, Chloe, and as long as they know who I am ... I can't help them. I don't have a choice.
[ Helicopter blades coue ]
Lois: Clark, call me. Whatever trash these people are spreading about you, you can count on me to f*re back, g*n blazing.
You sit across from the guy, lane. How slow are you?
Lois: Oh, hell no. Hold that elevator! [ Sighs ] Last I checked, stories required these little things called "facts." Maybe the city editor is willing to print your fiction, but Tess mercer will gladly run my rebuttal.
Linda: I'm sorry, Katie, I'm ... I'm gonna have to call you back. My connection just took on a terrible whining sound. Okay, thanks. [ Sighs ] Katie Couric.
Lois: You see a parade, and you just have to rain on it, don't you? You can't stand the fact that there are actually good people in this world.
[ Elevator dings ]
Linda: If your boyfriend really cared about saving people ... ... he would've done things my way.
Lois: People looked up to him. He could've been the hero they always needed.
Linda: Funny thing about people ... the only thing they love more than building up heroes is tearing them down.
Tess, what were you thinking?
Man: She's up here.
Miss lane, we need to speak with you regarding matters of national security.
Lois: Without my lawyer, you're not gonna hear me so much as hiccup.
[ Taser crackles ]
Lois: Nice interception, but you shouldn't be here. All the bloodhounds in the state will be sniffing you out.
Clark: It's okay. I know this sounds crazy, but in a few moments, this will all be over.
Lois: Okay, well, try me. My shock threshold is pretty high right now.
Clark: Lois, I have a ring that allows me to go to any moment in time. I'm gonna go back to before Linda Lake ever wrote that article. The world isn't ready to accept someone like me.
Lois: Then stay and fight back. Look, give people a chance to see who you really are.
Clark: It's too late, Lois. My whole life, I've seemed different.
Lois: Some people spend their entire lives looking for a way to stand out ... to be a person that anybody would call special. When you first told me who you were ... my thought was, "anyone but Clark." And not because of the alien thing. I ... I've known enough guys to know that you can be born on terra firma and be light-years from normal.
Clark: Lois, you don't have to explain. I get it.
Lois: No, you don't. [ Sighs ] How can someone with x-ray vision be so blind? I've been down the hero road before. And every time, I made a giant u-turn. But this ... this was different.
Clark: And this time, it will be different, Lois. When I do this, no one's gonna remember who I am.
Lois: And when you h*t your reset button ... you're not gonna tell me your secret, are you?
Clark: I'm sorry.
Lois: That's okay. Why should I think I'm special? Clark ... I understand.
Clark: Lois, you don't understand. It's because you are special. I have to go.
Lois: Unh! Clark! Unh!
Clark: Lois?
Looking for this?
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Shredder whirring ]
[ Shredder stops ]
[ Grunting ]
Chloe: Davis. Oh, my god. What happened?
Chloe, I am so sorry.
Chloe: It's all a lie. I thought that I could stop it I thought that I could stop it.
Chloe: Davis, look at me. Tell me what's going on. I'm gonna go get you some help.
No! No, you can't! Nothing helps.
Chloe: What are these?
[ Grunts ] I buup a tance. I can't control it anymore.
Chloe: Control what?
[ Shivering ] The beast. You must have blacked it out. You were in the arctic with me. You told me it was my destiny to k*ll the other Kryptonian.
Chloe: What are you saying, Davis? "The other Kryptonian" ... there's only one Kryptonian. There's only Clark.
I'M ... Kryptonian.
Chloe: You're doomsday.
I was sent to this planet to k*ll Clark.
Chloe: You stay away from him.
You have to warn him, Chloe. Something's been drawing me back here. I thought that it was you, but no. It was Clark.
Chloe: Davis, your eyes ...
Chloe, run. Get out of here!
[ Growling ]
Chloe: Lois, I need you to give a message to Clark. He's not picking up his phone. That creature that was at my wedding is Davis Bloome, and he's coming for Clark!
[ Growling ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Growls ]
[ Hissing ]
[ Beep ]
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
Linda: I used to think a lot about rings. I thought getting one meant I'd found true happiness. But there is no such thing as true happiness in this world, is there?
Clark: Not when you only see the bad in people.
Linda: Look how fast they turned on you. One second, you're on top of the world. And the next, it's as if your life story's written in someone else's blood. Not that I care. This trumps your blu r any day.
Clark: That ring ... it's dangerous.
Linda: No. This ring is every journalist's dream. I'll know stories before they break. The entire world will know me.
[ Shouts ]
[ Grunts ]
Lois: [ Sighs ] Clark!
Clark: [ Grunts ] Lois ... the rock.
[ Grunts ]
Lois: Are you okay?
Clark: I'll be all right.
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
[ Beep ]
Lois: Clark! Chloe just called. You're not gonna believe this, but Davis ...
Clark: I know what you're planning.
Linda: Mr. Kent. I was just thinking about you. Two years is too long to go without a visit.
Clark: You're not gonna run my story.
Linda: Oh. Your story? Oh, so now you're not just super, you're psychic.
Clark: I'm a journalist now. I brought you my latest work. It's about all the m*rder you committed. People are gonna know who you really are, and your word will mean nothing. You're going to jail.
Linda: I don't think so.
[ Electricity crackling ]
Clark: No one can ever know my name.
[ Rain pouring ]
Lois: Some things never change. I've been gone a month, and you still drive in the granny lane.
Clark: You're welcome for the ride, Lois. Did I mention I missed your ongoing commentary?
Lois: No, actually, and aside from asking me what the speed limit was, you barely said a word on the way home ... or since I've been gone, for that matter, unless you count the three 10-second voicemails.
Clark: Lois, you know, after the wedding, things got a little crazy.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Things got a little crazy before all hell broke loose. Let's face it. Or ... or we could not face it and just forget that it ever almost happened.
Clark: I think it's a pretty complicated conversation, Lois.
Lois: We don't have to overanalyze anything now. I'm gonna work off my jet lag later on tonight at the cafe. You want to come by for a coffee, cool. If not, let's just say I get it.
Clark: Okay.
Lois: Okay. See you then. Or not. Or whatever. I'm going to work.
Chloe: I have to admit, I would've loved to have seen Clark Kent as an international-celebrity icon.
Clark: It wasn't a pretty sight.
Chloe: Yeah, but being a part of your entourage, I must've had some perks, right?
Clark: If you conder compte invasion of privacy a perk. Though there was this one moment right after I told Lois the truth about me. I thought everything would be okay. Thought I could have it all, but I was wrong.
Chloe: You know, Clark, maybe you can have your cape and wear it, too. Say that Clark Kent, the unassuming journalist, buttoned up in a starched shirt and tie, but then, when he's playing the hero, he ...
Clark: steps out of the shadow into his red and blue, creating two completely separate identities?
Chloe: Yeah. And for the cherry on top, you get to tell Lois the truth and still know her reaction.
Clark: All of this made one thing very clear, Chloe ... Lois can never know who I really am.
Chloe: Clark, is it safe to say that maybe another benefit from protecting your secret getting to protect your getting hurt?
Clark: I destroyed the legion ring.
Chloe: Speaking of that ...
Clark: controlling time ... it's too dangerous, Chloe. It always comes at a price.
Chloe: Trust me, I'm thrilled that you got a page-one rewrite. But it kind of makes me wonder what might've changed this time.
Can I ask you what you're doing?
Davis Bloome ... I'm one of the, uh, EMTs.
Oh, well, there's actually a patient who's looking for you.
[ Electricity crackling ]
uh, there must be some mistake. I don't know you.
Linda: While I've been puddling around metropolis for the last week, I've seen lots of interesting stories. What a nice surprise to stumble upon your dirty little secret. Painful breathing, pale complexion ... unsightly bone protrusions.
You don't know what you're talking about.
Linda: Right. You just have a terrible skin condition.
[ Sighs ] What d you want from me?
Linda: I want you to release the beast and break me out of these restraints.
It doesn't exactly work like that.
Linda: Don't waste your time with the pills. I've seen what you can do.
You don't understand. You don't know what you're dealing with!
Linda: No. You don't understand. I can't spend another second trapped in a cell. Do you want me to tell Chloe who you really are?
[ Groaning ]
Linda: That's a good boy. Become the thing you're meant to be.
Stop.
Linda: Let it go. Shut up! Set me free!
[ Grunting ]
Oh, my god.
[ Beep ]
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
[ Beep ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Beep ]
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[ Horn honks in distance ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x15 - Infamous"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on March 19th, 2009
This still needs final proofreading
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Jimmy: We'll always be there for each other. Forever.
Minister: I now pronounce you husband and wife.
[ Thudding ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Screams ]
That thing that did this, what was it?
Clark: Jor-el warned me about an ultimate destroyer.
Davis: There is some sort of connection between us. I know that you feel it, too.
Okay, stop.
Chloe: I'm gonna relieve Lois of her nurse's duties.
From what I hear, he was lucky to make it past that creature alive.
Brainiac-As-Chloe: You will eradicate the other Kryptonian.
Davis: I am not going to hurt anyone.
Brainiac-As-Chloe: You have no free will.
Chloe: Say that Clark Kent, the unassuming journalist ...
steps out of the shadow into his red-and-blue, creating two completely separate identities.
Tess: I think there's a lot more to Clark Kent that even Clark Kent doesn't want to admit.
Clark: If you want to f*re me, Ms. Mercer, go ahead.
Tess: Clark, I don't want to f*re you.
In time, I'm sure the truth will reveal itself.
[ Panel slides open ]
Davis: Bless me, father, for I have sinned. I ... have hurt many people ... people that I care about.
Priest: I'm here, my son. Go on.
Davis: Something ... takes over ... without warning. It's a beast inside of me, fighting to get out.
Priest: We all have our inner demons, but we must learn to control them.
Davis: I'm trying, father, the best way I know how. But ... ... I ... I drive through Metropolis at night, searching for a way to save myself.
Man: What's wrong with you? Huh? Huh?
Davis: Too much ... sin committed on those streets.
[ Engine idling ]
[ Siren wailing ]
Davis: And when I find someone who's lost their way, I reach out.
Davis: Go home!
Davis: [ Exhales sharply ] And w-when I come across ... evil ...
Man: You're not even a cop.
Davis: [ Growls ]
Davis: ... I do everything in my power ... to put it to an end. When I stop the wickedness that I see ...
[ Crunch ]
Davis: ... It keeps the beast from coming out. It makes me feel ... ... human.
Priest: Stay on your righteous path, my son. Be not overcome of evil. But overcome evil ... with good.
[ Door opens ]
Chloe: Wow! I haven't seen you this pumped since you threw the touchdown pass that made The Crows state champs.
Clark: That is a tough one to top, Chloe, but last night, I think I did.
Chloe: I heard. It was quite the coming-out party. Media outlets report that the red-blue blur made more saves last night than a Billy Graham revival meeting.
Clark: I thought you'd be happy. I mean, you're the one who convinced me to embrace my double identity and inspire the world.
Chloe: Yeah, but, Clark, did you have to make a guest appearance on every single traffic cam in town?
Clark: Hey, slowing my superspeed down enough to appear on video is not easy. I wasn't even sure it worked the first few times.
Chloe: Look, I'm all about your streak of primary colors making a splash, but this is more like a tsunami.
Clark: If it means giving people hope, Chloe, I'll take that chance.
Chloe: I just want to make sure that your rush to inspire Joe Six-pack doesn't unmask Clark Kent.
Clark: Chloe, working at the Daily Planet is a perfect cover.
Chloe: Right. [ Chuckles ] So what, you're gonna pull a quick costume change in the middle of the bullpen?
Clark: I'm getting really good at it. Watch.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Not to pre-empt your episode of "America's Next Top Model," but you've got a little bit of a ... wardrobe malfunction. Clark ... [ Scoffs ] ... You're not exactly inspiring much confidence, especially after what happened last night. After Lex died, all of his personal files were transferred into LuthorCorp. What happens when Tess Mercer gets her hands on those?
Clark: You don't have to worry about Tess Mercer or me. All your attention should be on Jimmy. I saw him last night, Chloe. He's still pretty shaken up. I should've been able to protect him.
Chloe: Clark, you did everything you could. And thankfully, now that Jimmy's been transferred to Met Gen, he's that much closer to home. I really think that the future looks a whole lot brighter for him.
[ Beeping ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Beeping continues ]
Chloe: Jimmy, you know that that machine's already locked into a set dosage. It's not gonna give you more no matter how many times you h*t the pump.
Jimmy: [ Groans ] Well, you ne told my doctor my pain is hummer-sized, not hybrid.
Chloe: Being in a hospital bed for five weeks really does a job on you. But, you know, maybe what you're going through isn't all physical. Maybe you should talk to a psychologist.
Jimmy: I don't need a shrink, Chloe. I need to go home. Look, if you're doing fine ... I will be, too.
Chloe: Jimmy, I wasn't the one that was practically mauled to death.
Jimmy: And that, uh ... that thing ... it hasn't shown up again?
Chloe: The villagers already put away their pitchforks. I think he's gone forever.
Jimmy: You don't know that for sure.
Chloe: We would've heard about it. I know. It's hard to believe that he just dropped in to destroy our wedding. Just one of the pitfalls of getting hitched in the meteor-freak capital of the world. I guess it's just another sign that we were meant for each other. 'Cause if the King Kong of meteor freaks couldn't take you away from me ... then we're gonna be together forever.
[ Sighs ]
[ Heart beating loudly ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Applause ]
[ Growling ]
[ Applause ]
Chloe: Jimmy, help me!
Jimmy: Chloe ...
[ Chloe screams ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Beeping stops ]
[ Beeping resumes ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Jimmy: Nurse! I'm in a lot of pain here! Nurse!
[ Groans ]
Jimmy: Hello? Can I get some more pain medicine, please?
Got to help me.
Jimmy: Oh. How much have you had to drink, man?
Wait!
[ Grunts ]
[ Typing ]
[ Beeps ]
Tess: Nifty knapsack, Kent. Are you on your way to P.E.?
Clark: I just got back from the gym.
Tess: If you want to graduate from the bullpen to the corner office, you need to look the part.
Clark: Yeah. Well, thanks for the tip.
Tess: I think we can find something a little less "high school musical" and a little more Louis Vuitton to carry around whatever it is that you're hiding in here.
Clark: Well, it really is just my gym stuff, and I don't think I want my boss going through my underwear.
Tess: It's okay. I'll take you shopping when we get back.
Clark: Come back? Where are we going?
Tess: L.A. I'm announcing the new Mercer media group at a press conference, and I need a friendly reporter to lob softballs.
Clark: And you want me to go with you?
Tess: Every cub reporter gets his big break. This just happens to be yours. Don't underestimate your talents, Kent. There's no telling where they'll take you. The sky is the limit. Do you have more important things to do?
Clark: No. Of course not.
Tess: Good. Because the only reporters I want working for the planet are those who take their jobs seriously.
Chloe: Jimmy, hey. Are you all right? I came right after the police called.
Jimmy: Considering a man was m*rder in this hospital last night, I'm doing pretty good. I'm sorry I can't say the same thing for Davis Bloome.
Chloe: What happened to Davis? Was he hurt?
Jimmy: Hurt? No. No, Chloe, he was the k*ller. I saw him m*rder someone right in front of me. What the hell are you doing here?
Davis: Well, thanks to you, I got cuffed, thrown into a squad car last night, and then I spent the next six lovely hours getting grilled by a homicide detective with the world's worst coffee breath.
Jimmy: They let you out on bail?
Davis: Jimmy, they let me go.
Jimmy: Since when does metropolis P.D. let people get away with m*rder? Look, I saw you ...
Chloe: Jimmy, calm down.
Davis: Yeah, you did see me. You did. But I didn't m*rder anyone. I was up here looking for a patient that I brought into the E.R. ... Some drunk driver, fatal accident. We called the cops. He ran. We had the entire night staff scattered around the hospital, looking. And we didn't find him, but ... I found you, wandering around the hall, completely out of it.
Jimmy: I know what I saw, Chloe.
Davis: Okay, normally your eyes could be trusted, but not last night. Your PCA pump, it was faulty. It gave you a double dose every time you h*t the trigger. Now, if I had that much morphine in my system, I'd see some things, too.
Chloe: Davis, I was with Jimmy yesterday when he tried to give himself an extra dose, and the machine wouldn't allow it.
Davis: Well, somehow it malfunctioned. Did you do anything to it?
Jimmy: What?
Davis: Jimmy, hey, no one is gonna blame you if you did. You were in a lot of pain.
Jimmy: Nice try, pal, but there is nothing wrong with that pump!
Davis: Well [Chuckles] Okay, ask the doctors, or ask one of the nurses. They'll say the same thing. Look, I'm ... okay. I'm, uh ... I'll get out of your way. Jimmy, I'm glad to see you're feeling better.
Chloe: Davis, hey, I feel terrible. I know the tricks that pain-K*llers can play on a person's head.
Davis: He's on some pretty heavy stuff.
Chloe: Still, you don't deserve to be cast as the madman in Jimmy's psycho thriller.
Davis: Uh, the truth is, I'm not surprised he thinks of me that way. I ... I did kiss his bride.
Chloe: Yeah, but he doesn't know that.
Davis: Oh, well, I ... I just assumed ...
Chloe: I didn't, um, I didn't tell him. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. No need to.
Davis: Yeah, that was way off base. Um ... well, I-if I said anything or did anything to give him reason to hate me, I-I hope we can get past it. I accept ... that he got the girl. And, like I told you before, I'm ... I'm moving on.
Chloe: I think that's a good idea.
Davis: [ Chuckling ] Oh, yeah. And if Jimmy needs anything, um, I'm here.
[ Sighs ]
Davis: What is it? Hey, Chloe. You can talk to me.
Chloe: I just can't help but wonder that if he had never met me, maybe this wouldn't have happened to him. [ Sniffles ]
[ Exhales deeply ]
Clark: It was nice of Oliver to let you use his private jet.
Tess: Well, LuthorCorp and queen industries are one big happy conglomerate now. We share all of our toys.
Nichols: Welcome aboard, ms. Mercer. We may have to reroute and land in Santa Barbara. Tower's informed me there's a storm coming into L.A.
Tess: Thank you, captain Nichols.
Clark: From what I understand, you've been, uh, racking up a lot of frequent-flyer miles lately.
Tess: Yeah, well, there are a lot of foreign titans to charm when you're starting a global endeavor. Plus, I had to make a pit stop in Geneva to see a plastic surgeon. Oh, it wasn't a nip/tuck. Lex Luthor lojacked me with some bio-tech hardware, and I had to have it sliced out.
Clark: Lana told me what Lex put you through. I'm sorry.
Tess: What about what Lex put you through? He pretended to be your friend for how many years?
Clark: I'd like to think that there was a time when Lex and I had a real friendship.
Tess: That wasn't a friendship. Clark, you were his obsession. Lex wanted so much to be like you. But he knew ... he knew in his heart he never could.
Clark: Did Lex talk to you about me?
Tess: He kept a journal.
Clark: What'd it say?
Tess: I'm sworn to secrecy.
Clark: [ Chuckles lightly ] Are you thirsty?
Tess: What?
Clark: I am. I'm sure that Oliver keeps a bottle of the good stuff around here somewhere.
[ Siren wailing in distance ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Gasps ]
Davis: Jimmy, what are you doing here? Have you been searching for more pain meds?
Jimmy: Look, I know what you did. You stashed the body here till you could get rid of it.
Davis: [ Chuckling ] Body?
Jimmy: The guy, the ... the drunk driver ... he's d*ad!
Davis: And maybe that isn't such a bad thing. He ran a red light last night. He k*lled a young mother and her little girl on the way back from a ballet recital.
Jimmy: So you m*rder him?
Davis: I-I didn't m*rder anyone.
Jimmy: The body ... it's right there, Davis.
Davis: Jimmy ... [ Sighs ] ... You don't know what you're seeing anymore. It's those damn drugs.
[ Grunts ]
[ Breathing unsteadily ]
[ Thudding ]
[ Thudding stops ]
[ Scampering footsteps ]
[ Footsteps stop ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Chloe: Jimmy!
Jimmy: Chloe?
[ Clattering ]
Jimmy: Chloe!
[ Thudding ]
[ Growling in distance ]
[ Thudding continues ]
[ Thudding stops ]
Chloe: Jimmy! It's after me again!
Jimmy: Come with me. I'll save you.
Chloe: No, get back in your room!
Chloe: It'll hurt you!
Jimmy: Chloe, wait!
[ Loud thudding ]
Chloe: Jimmy, go back to your room ... please!
[ Growling ]
[ Roaring ]
[ Roars ]
Jimmy: No! No! Stop! Stop! Chloe! Aah!
[ Crunching ]
[ Creature growls ]
Jimmy: No! No! Let go of me! It's attacking! Chloe, no! No! No! Chloe!
Mr. Olsen, what did you take? Jimmy.
[ Grunts ]
Ah.
[ Breathing heavily ]
Jimmy: Hey! Get away from me!
[ Grunting loudly ]
Davis: We need a sh*t of haldol-ativan.
Jimmy: That thing's k*lling Chloe! I need to save her!
Chloe: Jimmy.
[ Panting ]
Chloe: Jimmy?
Davis: Don't worry. We'll take care of him.
[ Gasping ]
Tess: I don't think Oliver queen would appreciate us finishing off his private reserve of 1990 Cristal.
Clark: It's a long flight. I'm sure he wouldn't mind us drinking a few more glasses. About Lex's journal ... he's gone now, so you can tell me ...
Tess: Enough about Lex's journal, okay? I want to talk about you. We've had two bottles of champagne. Y-you seem to have this inhuman ability to withstand the effects of alcohol.
Clark: I have a strong metabolism.
Tess: Me too. I can hold my liquor like no other. [ Chuckles ] It's in the Mercer genes. [ Sighs ] Daddy dearest used to be able to finish off a fifth before the lunch whistle blew at the mill.
Clark: That sounds tough.
Tess: Let's just say it wasn't the Norman Rockwell childhood that you had at the Kent farm.
Clark: Nobody's childhood is perfect.
Tess: Yeah, but I bet you were read fairy tales at bedtime ...
not like what my dad did.
Clark: I'm sorry.
Tess: You don't ... you don't need to hear that. That's okay. I had these blue sheets that I used to pull up over my head ... and it made me feel like I was underneath the ocean. And I would hide in there and, uh, pretend to be the little mermaid, waiting, dreaming of my prince to come rescue me. The bastard shattered my eardrum. And he broke my arm ... three times. [ Chuckles lightly ] I bet you didn't expect the in-flight entertainment to include my true Hollywood story, huh?
Clark: I'm just glad it has a happy ending. Look at you now.
Tess: I think I'm just good at covering my tracks. Kind of like you, Clark.
Clark: Why would I cover my tracks?
Tess: I don't know. Why would Lex have an entire room devoted to you? Hmm? I've seen the photographs ... the crushed Porsche, t-the mushroomed b*ll*ts.
Clark: I can't explain to you Lex Luthor's delusions.
Tess: Lex was a lot of things, but he was not delusional. Clark ... we all have our deepest, darkest secrets. I just told you mine. Now tell me yours.
Clark: There's nothing to tell. With me, it's what you see is what you get.
Tess: How's the weather look in L.A.?
Nichols: Skies are all clear.
[ Rumbling ]
What's happening?
There's a hole in the cockpit, and the pilot's gone!
Tess: I looked everywhere, and I can't find the parachutes!
[ Gasping ]
[ Coughing ]
Clark: You're gonna be okay!
Tess: Clark, do something.
Clark: Here. Put this on! Just breathe! Keep breathing! You're gonna be okay!
[ Bottle clatters ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ Clatters ]
Jimmy: So I wasn't hallucinating. I got this cut in your ambulance when I saw the d*ad body. You m*rder that man.
Davis: [ Gasps ] Jimmy ... get away from me.
Jimmy: No. No. Not until you tell Chloe what you did. She's on her way right now.
Davis: You don't know what you're doing. You're not yourself.
Jimmy: That's what you want everyone to believe, isn't it? See, I thought it was just to cover up the m*rder. But then I saw you holding Chloe outside my room. You want me out of the way so you can have her all for herself, don't you?
[ Straining ]
Davis: Jimmy, please, for your own good, get out of here now!
Jimmy: I am not going anywhere until you confess what you did.
[ Roaring ]
[ Groans ]
Davis:[ Grunting ] Chloe, please, go. Get out of here!
Chloe: Davis ... Davis, it's okay. He can't hurt you, Davis.
Davis: You saved me.
Tess: Well, there he is ... the prince who came to my rescue.
Clark: I would think parachuting out of a jet and landing in the Arizona desert would've slowed you down, but ... you seem to be doing just fine.
Tess: I knew I was fine the moment that I woke up in that phoenix emergency room, to see you ... standing by my side.
Clark: Did you figure out what brought down Oliver's jet? Someone may have been trying to k*ll you.
Tess: It is a dangerous world we live in. The NTSB is still investigating the expl*si*n.
Clark: Have they found the pilot's body?
Tess: No. And I feel terrible. Why is it that he's d*ad and we're still alive? I guess I'm just lucky that you were in the right place at the right time.
Clark: I guess the lucky part was finding that parachute.
Tess: Yeah, about the parachute ... where was that? I looked everywhere.
Clark: You must've missed it. I found it stashed in the cabin locker.
Tess: Just one?
Clark: Yeah, I was able to, uh, strap it around both of us.
Tess: Well, as terrible as it all was, I hope that this experience has brought us closer. I don't usually open up about myself to ... well, to anyone, really.
Clark: I understand that what you told me was a part of your past you'd like to keep private. If you're worried that I'm gonna tell someone your secret ... I promise you I won't.
Tess: [ Chuckles ] Lex was right about you, Clark. There's not a bad bone in your body. My whole life, I've had to deal with abusive people, people who took away my hope. But when I'm around you ...
somehow I feel safe.
Clark: I'm just glad you're okay. I'd better get back to the planet. I wouldn't want you to think I'm not taking my job seriously.
Tess: Clark. I may run his company ... and I may live in his mansion ... but I'm not Lex. You can trust me.
Chloe: You think she knows your secret?
Clark: Well, she didn't exactly just come out and admit it.
Chloe: Well, does she have to? I mean, you saved her by flying out of a falling jet.
Clark: First of all, we didn't fly. We sort of jumped. And she was unconscious the whole time.
Chloe: Well, whatever the case, she knows too much, and she's getting closer by the minute. So it's time to take extreme measures. You need to quit the Daily Planet and put the red-blue blur back into the closet.
Clark: I'm not changing my life because Tess Mercer mi know my secret.
Chloe: But she's beyond dangerous, Clark. She tried to k*ll Lana.
Clark: Only because she was trying to destroy the power suit. She was desperate to stop Lex.
Chloe: I can't believe you're defending her.
Clark: I'm not sure she's like Lex.
Chloe: Your ability to trust others and always see the good in people is what makes you so special, but it's also what keeps getting you into trouble. You need to be careful. And I have to go. Jimmy's battle is finally over at met gen, and I get to pick up my wounded soldier.
Clark: I didn't know he was coming home today. How's he doing?
Chloe: Great. Jimmy and I made it out of the dark forest, and from now on, it's gonna be one long happily ever after.
Doctor: No more than three tablets a day. They can be highly addictive. Good luck.
Chloe: Hey. You're not in this alone, you know.
Jimmy: I know how much you enjoy playing Florence nightingale, but I can take care of myself.
Chloe: Jimmy, I know you're upset, but trust me, I just stopped you from doing something you would've regretted the rest of your life.
Jimmy: Davis came after me, and I was protecting myself. But you don't believe me. You'd rather believe anyone else but me.
Chloe: People are watching us. Can we talk about this at home?
Jimmy: Home? We have no home, Chloe.
Chloe: Okay, you still have a lot of drugs in your system, and ...
Jimmy: No. No, no, no. My mind has never been so clear. I have put up with years of your taking someone else's side over mine ... first Clark and then Davis? Look, I realize now ... that you just don't trust me. You never have.
Chloe: Of course I trust you, Jimmy. I trust you with my whole heart. I'm your wife.
Jimmy: And that's what I don't understand ... why the hell did you even marry me?!
Security Guard: Sir, settle down.
Chloe: I'm fine! We were just leaving.
Jimmy: I'm not going anywhere with you.
Chloe: Come on, Jimmy. We can work through this.
Jimmy: I am done trying to make this work. Marrying you ... was the biggest mistake of my life.
[ Thunder rumbling ]
Man: Ms. Mercer is not in, Mr. Olsen. I cannot let you in here! I'm calling security!
Jimmy: Don't bother. I quit. And if she really wants to move more papers, tell her to put this at the top of her to-do list.
[ Siren wailing ]
[ Beep ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Tess: Enjoy your new life, captain.
[ Tires screech [ Thunder crashes ]
[ Thunder crashes ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x16 - Turbulence"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on March 26th, 2009
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Chloe: [ Chuckling ] Clark ... you shouldn't have.
Oliver: Uh, Clark's sorry he couldn't make it. He and Bart are off ...
Chloe: Yeah. Dealing with a crisis in keystone. I know.[ Chuckles ] Well, come on. Let's, uh ... let's see what you got. [ Chuckles ] Wow. I haven't seen this in ages.
Oliver: You okay?
Chloe: Yeah. Birthdays just make me a little reflective.
Oliver: What do you say we get you out of your head and into the party, huh? Come on.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] See? Case in point. That was supposed to be my life. Ollie, when did this happen? One day I'm on the fast track for my dream career as the intrepid reporter, and then I blink. And all of a sudden, I'm this underqualified shrink for meteor-infected kids who will probably wake up to be psycho K*llers, while Lois and Clark are walking the beach with matching press passes together. Oh, and did I mention that I was actually able to hold on to "happily ever after" for about 2.3 seconds before my marriage imploded?
Oliver: Is this the part where you belt out the soprano's aria and drive a dagger into your corset?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Right. Sorry for the operetta. It's just, I would love to know how she does it.
Oliver: You know, Chloe, if I didn't know you any better, I'd say there was a hint of jealousy in there.
Chloe: No. It's just ... with all these Debbie ups and downers lately, I guess it would be really nice to leave it all behind and be back in the bullpen.
Lois: Hey! One year closer to the sweet release of death.
Chloe: How wonderfully morbid.
Lois: Chloe, I am so sorry. There's been a factory workers revolt in Mexico City, and the Planet is flying me down el primero classo, wheels up in 30. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Love you.
[ Smooches ]
[ Chuckles ]
[ Pager beeping ]
[ Beeps ]
Oliver: Oh, Chloe, I got to ... duty calls.
Chloe: It's fine.
Oliver: I'm ... I'm sorry. Happy birthday, Chloe.
Zatanna: Now, there's a man who looks like he needs a little magic in his button-up life.
Oliver: Uh, you know what? I wouldn't want to steal the hocus-pocus away from the birthday girl. How about a little something special for the someone who truly deserves it? Okay? [ Chuckles ]
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
Zatanna: Rough birthday, huh?
Chloe: You ever seen the napalm scene in "Apocalypse Now"? More f*re, less cake.
Zatanna: Let's make sure tomorrow's a better day, hmm? Make a wish.
[ Inhales deeply, blows air ]
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Oh, my god. I'm Lois.
Chloe: [ Sighs ] So, everything's okay with you in Mexico, Lois?
Lois: Everything's great! Except for government oppression and sl*ve labor. Why?
Chloe: Uh ... it's just ... [ Sighs ] You're sure? Nothing weird?
Lois: No. Chlo, what is going on? You don't sound like yourself.
Chloe: No, uh, me? Just got a frog in my throat.
Okay. Well, you take care.
Chloe: You, too.
Reporter: Nice job on that city-hall piece, Lane.
Jeff: Dry cleaning and your morning coffee, Miss Lane.
Chloe: Thanks. Um ...
Jeff: oh, don't worry, Miss Lane. You'll remember my name one of these days.
Chloe: [ Sighs ] [ Sighs ] Right. [ Sighs ] [ Sighs ] [ Sighs ]
Clark: Lois?
Chloe: Thank god. Clark.
Clark: You couldn't have been deported that quickly. Why aren't you in Mexico? Isn't there a limit to how tight a shirt can be to meet dress code?
Chloe: Really? Even you? Well ... here's the thing. I never made it to Mexico.
Clark: Right, can this wait until after your post-lunch, predinner, after-coffee snack break?
[ Sighs ]
Clark: I can't imagine you having any more to say after last night.
Chloe: Last night?
Clark: Yeah, you called me five times from the airport, one from the airplane.
Chloe: You had time to answer six phone calls, and you couldn't call Chloe on her birthday?
Clark: Chloe knows sometimes I get hung up at the ... farm. And if this not-so-hidden attitude is because you still think that I'm taking Jimmy's side on the whole breakup thing, it's because I believe there are two sides to every story.
Chloe: Really? Exactly what two sides?
Clark: Look, he may have gone overboard on the whole ... Davis Bloome serial-k*ller thing, but it's got to be tough when the person that you're trying to build your life with doesn't believe in you. Lois, are you all right?
Chloe: No, I am definitely not all right.
[ Beeping ]
Clark: Well, this should help ... police standoff, Main and 5th. Grab your jacket. Isn't this the part where you tell me to saddle up?
Chloe: Start your engines ... Smallville.
[ Mysterious whooshing ]
Oliver: Now, why do I get the feeling you're not my 10:00 from the steel union?
Zatanna: Zatanna. We weren't properly introduced.
Oliver: "Zatanna." Lose a bet with that name?
Zatanna: [ Chuckles ] It's a family thing.
Oliver: Okay. So, uh, Zatanna ... is it? Right. ... You mind telling me what drives a lovely young woman such as yourself to track down an unsuspecting C.E.O. at a nightclub and then again at his office?
Zatanna: I need your help.
Oliver: You don't scream "charity case."
Zatanna: My father left me an estate in ShadowCrest, so money isn't an object.
Oliver: ShadowCrest. John Zatara, the maestro of magic ... he was your father? Well, I'm sorry. I know what it's like to lose family.
Zatanna: Yeah. I lost more than my father. I lost his entire legacy, recorded in a book that's been passed down through generations. There's a bible's worth of my heritage in those pages. When my father died, Mr. Luthor acquired that book at auction.
Oliver: Well, no offense, Zatanna, but, uh, you're the daughter of the world's greatest magician. Can't you just ... I don't know ... wiggle your nose and pull it out of a hat or something?
Zatanna: [ Chuckles ] You're cute. And, no. My father refused to teach me much beyond practical parlor tricks.
Oliver: Oh, uh ... well, I'm sorry. I really wish I could help. Queen Industries may have absorbed all of LuthorCorp holdings, but I'm afraid Lex's lawyers won't let me anywhere near his private collection.
Zatanna: I thought I was gonna have to use a little incentive. See, I have the ability to grant one wish. Big or small, whatever you wish for in that moment, it can be yours.
Oliver: Well, that's very tempting. But as you can see, I'm pretty comfortable with my life the way it is.
Zatanna: Well, there has to be somebody you've lost, something that you've done that you wish you could take back. Get me my book, and I'll make it happen. Offer expires at midnight.
[ Mysterious whooshing ]
Clark: You haven't insulted me once yet today. And you actually crossed at the crosswalk. Did Jeff not bring you your coffee today?
Chloe: Uh ... let's just say I rolled out of bed on the right side. It's amazing how much more you can see with fresh eyes. So, anything else you want to tell me ... oh, ooh.
Clark: [ Sighs ] What's the look for?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] You just never looked at me that way before.
[ Sighs ]
[ Indistinct shouting in distance ]
There's our story calling.
[ Shouting in Latin ]
Technically, it still is a standoff.
[ Siren wails, shouting continues ]
Cop: All right, Lane. This squares us up before Friday night's poker game. And, by the way, I've been working on my bluff, okay?
Chloe: Right. Keep up the good work, there, tough guy. [ Chuckles ] So, what's the deal with our Sophoclean town crier up there?
[ Shouting continues ]
Cop: Yeah, well, here's the situation. Nutjob up there on the f*re escape ... he owns Yuri's Antiques over on main street. He's been babbling in Latin like this all day. I'll see you on Friday.
[ Shouting continues ]
Chloe: "Woman ... magic cursed on. Book brings death."
Clark: Since when did you speak Latin?
Yuri: Zatanna! Zatanna!
Chloe: Zatanna. Clark! I bet it is that same witchy woman who did this to me. Now, I know where she's performing tonight. Maybe you can superspeed over to this antique shop and dust off any leads.
Clark: "Superspeed"? We didn't even bring a car.
Chloe: What? It's okay. I'm Chloe.
[ Siren wails in distance ]
Chloe: "Stood her up at formal" Chloe? "Planted one on you because Zod was ending the world" Chloe? "Krypton, Jor-El, fortress, Brainiac" Chloe!
Clark: Chloe.
Chloe: Bingo. And just like that raving wardrobe malfunction over there, some magician showed up at my birthday party in fishnets and hexed me! But you'd know that if you hadn't skipped it to answer voice mails from Lois. [ Sighs ] Not that I'm dwelling. Not exactly hiding out, is she?
Clark: You just woke up like this? How did I not pick up on it sooner?
Chloe: Forget about it. This is my Shakespearean nightmare, not yours. Although it has been awfully illuminating.
Clark: Listen, what I said about Jimmy ...
Chloe: [ Sighs ] You're an equal-opportunity good guy. I get it. I guess I'm just not used to seeing you from this perspective. By the way, "Tales of the Weird & Unexplained" ... nice callback.
Clark: I thought it might bring you back to a time when, you know, things were ...
Chloe: Weird and unexplained? You sound like you miss it.
Clark: Oh, I don't know. It's just there's a whole half of my life where this happens every day. Weird has become so normal, it's not even weird anymore. Honestly, I like what I'm doing at the Planet now. But I would be lying if I said that there weren't days when I wish I could forget about saving the world and just be a normal reporter.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Well, for now, how about you not stick to your day job?
Zatanna: It won't be much longer, father.
Clark: Much longer for what?
Zatanna: I'm sorry. Have we met?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Does an enchanted cupcake ring any bells?
Zatanna: You were the birthday girl.
Clark: You need to reverse the curse that you put on Chloe.
Zatanna: Curse? Is that what you think happened? You kind of got things backwards. I granted you a wish.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] And why on earth would I wish myself into this?
Zatanna: Beats me. I don't write the magics, honey. I just use them. Now, I'm not saying this is your heart's deepest desire. But in that moment ... this is what you wanted.
Chloe: Okay, just for a second, maybe I was a little jealous of Lois living my dream life with Clark at the Planet. But I didn't literally want her life. Not like this.
Zatanna: Well, don't worry. It will wear off as soon as you don't want it anymore.
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Fine. I don't want it.
Zatanna: [ Chuckles ] You keep telling yourself that.
Clark: Do you really think that man from the antique shop wanted to end up rambling on like a crazy person?
[ Object thumps ]
Zatanna: Maybe he wanted a better understanding of d*ad languages. I wanted an heirloom of my father's. We helped each other out. Fair trade.
Clark: About that heirloom ... what did Yuri mean when he said the book you were after would bring death?
Zatanna: Some people can be a ... a little superstitious.
Clark: And that makes it okay to use them.
Zatanna: Use them? I give people what they want. Look, everybody has something they're hoping for ... something ... something they wish they could change. Even you. I wonder what your little wish would be.
[ Ding ]
Chloe: Clark! Oh, no, Clark.
[ Mysterious whooshing ]
Chloe: Are you okay?
Clark: Yeah, I'm fine.
Chloe: Really? Something has to be different. I never should have brought you along. I forgot that magic affects you just like the rest of us. Are you sure you're all right?
Clark: Yes, Lois. Stop asking me that. And what do you mean by "the rest of us"?
Chloe: It's just that ... wait. What did you just call me?
Clark: Help!
Chloe: Aren't you gonna do anything?
Clark: You're absolutely right, Lois. 911?
how gullibledo you think I am, lois? I'm chloe.Right. At first I had troubletelling you two apart, as well. But lois is the tall one. You just acknowledgedI was chloe before our run-inwith zatanna. She bippity-boppity-booedyou, too! Lois, there's nosuch thing as magic. It's all trapdoorsand wires. Okay, clark,think about it. Right beforewe walked in there, you were just complainingabout how easy it would be if you could justforget the whole hero-alien-everything-weirdside and were jusust a regular,mundane reporter living a normal life.
Clark: If something seems too weird to be true, it usually is. That's rule number 4.
Chloe: What?
Clark: [ Sighs ] "Lois Lane Rules of Reporting." Come on. Like you never let me forget.
Chloe: And you framed this? Look, you said you wanted only one of your double lifes. And whether you meant it or not, the spell thought you did.
Clark: Exactly what other life is it I'm supposed to have, Lois? Lois, what has gotten into you?! Now, wait a second. We're not allowed to be up here, Lois.
Chloe: Clark ... snap out of it. You're a hero.
Clark: [ Scoffs ] I'm a regular Green Arrow. Lois, I don't make the news. I just report it.
Chloe: You are the biggest news there is. You're a superhuman being from another Planet.
Clark: Okay. Just don't tell human resources, all right? Now, I have a deadline to meet.
[ Lock rattles ]
Clark: Did you just lock us up here?
Chloe: Open the door, Clark.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Lois, it's locked! We need a key!
Chloe: Open the damn door, Clark.
Clark: Lois, if you don't ...
Chloe: Now do you believe Clark: What I believe is that this door needs better maintenance. Look at the rust in here. No wonder it just pulled off like that. Okay. Now we're gonna be stuck up here ...
Chloe: How about this? Listen. Really listen. What do you hear?
[ Horn honks in distance ]
[ Indistinct conversations in distance ]
[ Airplane engine s ]
[ Helicopter blades whirring ]
Clark: That's amazing. The acoustics up here are incredible. It's like there's some perfect echo point right here.
[ Metal clangs ]
Clark: Lois! Have you completely lost your mind? That could have really hurt!
Chloe: No, it ... [ Sighs ]
[ Clang ]
Chloe: No, it wouldn't, Clark. You've got superspeed and superstrength and superhearing and x-ray vision!
Clark: And I have a deadline, Lois. Now, please, if you would excuse me, I need to find a way to get off this roof. Unless my superpowers include an ability ... to fly.
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
Clark: I didn't think so. Now ...
[ Sighs ]
[ Arrow flies ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Beeping intensifies ]
[ Beeping stops ]
Oliver: Sorry, guys. I'll make sure you get a nice Christmas bonus.
[ Pry bar clangs ]
Oliver: Thanks, Lex.
[ Mysterious whooshing ]
Zatanna: Bravo. You found my book and pulled it off in style.
Oliver: I wish I could say I've had the pleasure.
Zatanna: [ Chuckles ] Oh, please, Oliver. Ask a billionaire for help, and then a vigilante steals exactly what I ask for? You need to work on your sleight of hand.
Oliver: Yeah.
Zatanna: Now ... give me my book, and I'll give you your wish. A deal's a deal.
Oliver: You know, this isn't just a how-to guide on upping your stage presence. There's some really dark stuff in here, Zatanna.
Zatanna: You don't get it. The sick irony of my ability is that I can grant so many wishes ... everyone's but mine. No. Please? Don't. It's the only way I can bring my father back.
Oliver: I'm sorry. Not good.
[ Zatanna recites incantation]
[ Grunting ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Electricity crackles ]
Oliver: You don't want to do this. You can't just bring someone back and change fate!
Zatanna: I'm sorry. I've waited too long for this. I'm coming, father.
[ Clears throat ] Do you speak English?
Yuri: Yes. You mind telling me who you are?
Chloe: Lois Lane, Daily Planet. I'm sorry. We thought you were under some kind of ... spell?
Clark: Well, she did.
Yuri: You know.
Chloe: We know Zatanna gave you a wish in exchange for some information on a book.
Yuri: I never should have told her how to find that book. I'm afraid she's too blinded by her grief to see the danger that she's in.
Clark: Say this woman does know magic, what sort of danger are you talking about?
Yuri: She must be stopped from using that book to resurrect her father. She isn't prepared to make the sacrifice.
What kind of sacrifice?
Yuri: From what I could decipher, the incantation to bring a life back required the taking of a life in return.
So, in order to bring her father back, someone else must die.
Yuri: A life for a life. A soul for a soul.
[ Sighs ]
Zatanna As life is lived from front to back, let death be turned back to front. Grant me my wish. Resurrect John Zatara.
[ Reciting incantation ]
Clark: That guy really sounded like he believed in what he was saying.
Chloe: That's because it was true. Now we just need to find Zatanna before she tries to give dear old dad one final encore.
[ Thunder rumbling ]
Clark: It looks like we may be too late.
Chloe: Clark, you're the only person who can get up there and put an end to this right now.
Clark: I know what you're about to say, but ...
Chloe: No, Clark. There are no buts with you. No exception to the rule. Now, superleap up there and stop her.
Clark: Look, I don't know. It ...
Chloe: Yeah, okay. Okay, Clark, you don't have to know. If you won't believe in yourself, then let me believe in you. Okay? I know that deep inside, you don't want to just be a normal guy sitting behind a desk reporting on disasters while you could be out there stopping them. Now, use the power you feel. The world needs you.
[ Thunder rumbles ]
Clark: Chloe! Wait, that's ...
Chloe: Impossible? Only in your mind. Sometimes you just need a little leap of faith. Come on, Clark. You can do this. Up, up, and away.
Zatanna: Daddy?
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: You need to stop this spell.
Zatanna: Don't move. I need to bring my father back.
Clark: At what cost? Are you willing to sacrifice your life for him?
Zatanna: It's what he did for me. He wasn't meant to die. I owe him this. I know the rules. A life for a life. I have to make it right. I'm not afraid.
Clark: Do you really think your father would want you to give up the life he gave you to bring him back?
Zatanna: What would you know about losing the one man who made you who you are?!
Clark: Everything. The day that I lost my father, I thought my world would never be the same. It felt like something had been ripped away from me forever. But I had to let him go. Chloe!
Zatanna: No. No, it was supposed to be me.
Clark: We don't get to choose. But we do get to choose how we live the life that we've been given. I'm finally the man that my father wanted me to be. What does your father want you to be?
Zatanna: I'm sorry.
[ Gasps ] Close the door.
[ Reciting incantation ]
Clark: Chloe?
[ Chuckles ]
[ Knock on door ]
Clark: Peace offering for missing your party.
Chloe: Casualties of being a hero. Not everyone could have punched through Zatanna's whammy and saved the day.
Clark: I couldn't have done it without you. Thank you for reminding me who I really am.
Chloe: Yeah, I guess rebooting your superhero O.S. rekindled the Chloe f*re.
[ Chuckles ] Looks like, uh, hero support isn't just a day job anymore. And for that ... we eat bagels. Do you remember everything?
Clark: If you're referring to my "just the facts, ma'am" routine ... [ Chuckles ] It did feel as though a weight had been lifted.
Chloe: Hmm. It must have been hard to harness up again.
Clark: To be honest, a life without responsibility kind of felt empty. I mean, this is who I am, Chloe. Every morning, I wake up with a purpose.
Chloe: Yeah, you're not the only one who saw the world through irony-colored glasses.
Clark: Why did you wait so long to tell me what was going on?
Chloe: Well, let's face it, Clark. My life has been a little less than desirable lately. I mean, with Jimmy and everything.
Clark: Chloe.
Chloe: And I can't deny there's an appeal to the dynamic duo's weekly adventures.
Clark: Well, you haven't missed much. Things haven't exactly been smooth between us lately.
Chloe: Look, I know you don't want to open a can of Kryptonian worms by telling her your secret. But whether you like it or not, Lois Lane is a part of your life now. And considering the nonstop puppy-dog eyes you give her, I'm guessing you don't mind much at all. Clark ... just because you were b*rned once doesn't mean that you can't give it a second chance.
Clark: Are we still talking about me? Or are we talking about you and Jimmy?
Chloe: Touché. Okay. I'm talking about neither of us living in the past. You can never be who you want to be if you're always looking over your shoulder at what could have been.
Clark: Cheers to that.
Oliver: What is this? You drop by to kick my ass again? So much fun for me the first time.
Zatanna: I came to apologize. I just ...
Oliver: "Bound by steel," right? That's what you said to me backwards ... "bound by steel"? I had plenty of time to mull that over when you, uh ... you left me there strung up to either die or have my identity revealed.
Zatanna: I can't ever totally make it up to you or your friends, but I would like to try to make sure that something like this doesn't happen again.
Oliver: Here's a thought ... don't do it again. Hold on. Just a second. It's ... I know how difficult the sacrifices you made must have been ... especially considering how hell-bent you were on getting what you wanted. Well, anyway, in the end you the tough choice, and, um ... I can respect that.
Zatanna: Just know that there are far more dangerous people out there in the world than me ... people with much greater control of the genuinely nasty magics than I do. So ... if you ever run into my kind of mischief again ... call me. And wherever I am, this time, I'm on your side.
Oliver: So I guess this means you're taking your show on the road.
Zatanna: Thinking about taking a little bit of time off to do some light reading. If I'm ever gonna do my father proud ... I've got a lot of catching up to do.
Oliver: Uh, so ... what ... what is this, exactly ... some kind of magic spell to summon you? I just hold it up, say your name a couple times, and, uh, poof, you appear?
Zatanna: It's my phone number.
Oliver: Oh. Of course it is.
[ Mysterious whooshing ]
[ Keys clacking ]
[ Chair squeaking ]
Clark: Is there something on your mind, Lois?
Lois: So, how long did it take for you to realize that I wasn't my usual charming self?
Clark: Well, I have to admit, I should have picked upon it sooner. You weren't as bossy as usual. And Chloe let me drive.
Lois: Well ...
little blonde sources tell me that you don't mind my assertive flair.
[ Sighs ]
Lois: Let me see it.
Clark: Lois, I don't know what you're talking about.
Lois: You have a terrible poker face, Smallville. [ Sighs ] Gimme, gimme. [ Sighs ] Wow. Who would have known you were this sentimental? I think we should ... hang it up so that everyone can see it.
Clark: This is a memento from my first day on the job. And a constant reminder there's only one Lois Lane.
Lois: You better believe it.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Big night?
Lois: Mm, yeah. This guy in first class asked me out, and I figured why the hell not, right?
Clark: Yeah.
Lois: What about you? Big plans?
Clark: Oh, I'm just gonna hang around here, you know, follow up on a few things. You want me to call you if anything comes through the wire to see if you're available?
Lois: You mean if you want to stand me up again?
Clark: Lois, that was ...
Lois: A mistake. Agreed. Why don't we just table this whole "office thrown together in the trenches sparks" thing, okay? Back to basics. Keep the game on the field.
Clark: Yeah, that's a good rule.
Lois: You should add that to the list.
Oliver: Ready?
Chloe: Ready as you are.
Oliver: Yeah. Chloe. This will mean leaving your old life as a reporter behind. You sure you want to say goodbye to that forever?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] You know, yesterday I wouldn't have been able to answer that question. But after spending the day at the Daily Planet, I realized ... that's someone else's life.
Oliver: It's interesting. Every one seems to have so much clarity after a dose of the Zatanna dust. It almost makes me wish I had my turn at the magic lamp, too.
[ Beeps ]
Chloe: I'll save you the heel blisters. You already know what you really want. We all do. We just don't listen.
Oliver: And you're sure this is it.
Chloe: This is where I belong.
[ Beep ]
[ Beep ]
A.C.: Aquaman online.
[ Beep ]
Dinah: Canary online [ Beep ]
Victor: Cyborg online.
[ Beep ]
Bart: Impulse online.
Oliver: Arrow online.
[ Beeping ]
Chloe: Watchtower is officially online. Let's get to work. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x17 - Hex"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 23rd, 2009
This still needs final proofreading
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Clark Kent, the unassuming journalist ... steps out of the shadow into his red and blue, creating two completely separate identities?
Doctor: No more than three tablets a day. They can be highly addictive.
And you're sure this is it.
This is where I belong.
Watchtower is officially online.
Davis: There is something about being around you that seems to calm the m*rder inside. I want you to stay with me.
Lois: Without a doubt, I'm officially a true believer in this red-and-blue superdude. I won't stop until I land the first worldwide interview.
Clark: Good luck with that.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Man: If you're not a member of the press society, you won't be on my list.
Lois: Check again. "Lois Lane." I've written a hundred stories for the Daily Planet. I'm sure you've heard of it.
Man: It I've heard of. You ... not so much. Again, I'm sorry.
Lois: Thank you. Okay, obviously there's been some sort of mistake. It's not like I squeezed into five-inch booted heels for my health.
Man: Miss lane, there's simply nothing I can do.
Lois: Actually, there is. You can tell Edward R. Murrow that he can kiss this cub reporter's sweet little ass.
Chloe: Lois!
Lois: [ Sighs ] Chloe, thanks for coming. The gargoyle at the gate was letting in everyone but me.
Chloe: Come on. My car's parked around the corner.
Lois: [ Sighs ] That was the event for journalistic achievement, and Lois Lane isn't even a "plus one."
Chloe: Lois, you're an amazing reporter.
Lois: Uh, correction ... was an amazing reporter. You're only as good as your last story, and I wrote mine so long ago it was practically with a feather pen. I need that news splash ... the pregnant man or an impeached president ... or, better yet, a rendezvous with a superhero.
Chloe: I thought you gave up on the costumed crusaders after The Red-Blue Blur ignored your open letter begging for an interview.
Lois: Can you blame the guy? What was I thinking? If you want your first interview with a rock star, you don't start with Springsteen.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] I had idea you we such a groupie of the red, bold, and blue.
Lois: Well, who isn't? The man has reinvented the American hero. Think about it. He saves people. He's mysterious, completely unavailable. What part of that doesn't scream "Lois Lane"?!
Chloe: God, you seriously have a crush on him, don't you?
Lois: I respect his heroism, professionally. But even when I did lower the bar and tried to slum a Green Arrow interview, it turns out Mr. Emerald Chaps is another closet case when it comes to publicity.
Chloe: Lois, they wear costumes because they don't want publicity. Now, hurry up. I'm parked illegally.
Lois: Ugh. Hold on. These heels are silent K*llers.
[ Inhales sharply ]
Chloe: No!
[ Man grunts ]
Man: Just give me the keys.
[ Grunts ] Ugh! Ohh!
[ Engine turns over ]
[ Tires screech ]
This one's for your friend. Ohh, g ...
[ Breathing heavily ]
Man: Who the hell are you, some sort of superhero?
Lois: You bet I am. Call me Stiletto.
Chloe: I know, Davis. I was sidetracked. I'll be home in like 20 minutes. You're still in the basement, right?
Doctor: Miss Sullivan? You took a pretty hard h*t to the head. You should stick around for observation.
Chloe: I'm fine, thanks.
Doctor: It's my professional advice that ...
Chloe: I appreciate that, but I do have to go.
Clark: Chloe, is this what it takes to get a call back from you these days? Are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah, thanks for coming. Sorry about being the invisible best friend lately.
Clark: Where have you been?
Chloe: Um, Watchtower. [ Chuckles ] Just when I thought I'd h*t my fill of, uh, high-maintenance men, I take a job from Oliver.
Clark: I thought he was off the grid.
Chloe: He's in Syria, sort of incommunicado with the rest of the world, which is why I'm glad you're here. My laptop was in my backseat when the carjacker peeled away. I've been using it to update my Watchtower databases from home.
Clark: Chloe, those files contain details nearly every operation.
Chloe: Hence the panicky flare with everything I've been saying. And before you bite my head off, I admit ... I know ... I never should have taken it home.
Clark: Just tell me it was encrypted.
Chloe: But not un-hackable.
Clark: Okay, I'll find your computer. Did you get a good look at the mugger?
Chloe: I got a good look at the asphalt after he h*t me. But there was another witness. When I came to in the ambulance, Lois was raving about some mysterious heroine who swept in and saved the day ... Stiletto?
Clark: Must be some kind of Kn*fe expert. Where is Lois, anyway?
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] There may be a new superhero in town. Where do you think she is?
Lois: Page 10! Why don't you just bury my Stiletto sighting with the classifieds while you're at it?
Editor: The next time you pull me from a press-society banquet, at least get me a story with a picture.
Lois: Something tells me Stiletto's got a bad case of camera shy. She's not posing for a head sh*t.
Editor: Get her in action on the street.
Lois: Sure, no problem. I'll just ask to see her schedule of upcoming saves.
Editor: Wh ... did I misjudge you, Lane? I thought your game was all about the power of persuasion. Get the picture!
Clark: Lois. Chloe told me about the att*ck. She said you mentioned someone named Stiletto?
Lois: [ Sighs ] Ence Smallville. Tomorrow you can drool over her with the rest of the world. I'm fine, by the way. Thanks for asking. It's not every day that a superhero entrusts me with her phone number.
Clark: She gave you her number?
Lois: Sorry. My eyes only, Smallville.
Clark: Lois, this carjacker took Chloe's computer. It has all her !sis client information on it. If this Stiletto was the last person to see this guy, I need to talk to her.
Lois: Look, if you want to help Chloe, why don't you go downtown and talk to the thug they did catch? Maybe Stiletto left enough teeth in his mouth for him to rat out his buddy.
Bruno: [ Sniffing ] Rye whiskey, double.
Right away, Mr. Manheim.
Hey, ugly. The boss wants to see you, and he doesn't look very happy.
[ Sighs heavily ] I bet he's not ... Mr. Businessman.
Jimmy: Hey, uh, real quick ... sorry. [ Exhales sharply ] look, uh, I-I know I just started, but I was wondering if I could, uh, get an advance on today's pay? Yeah. Just had some ... stuff ... Come up.
I'll talk to Ricky. But this is the last time.
Jimmy: [ Sighs ] [ Sniffs ] I was hoping, at the very least, A.J. was arrested for a Dolce & Gabbana.
Somebody clocked us. We had to get out of there, Mr. Milano.
Ron: Bruno, I'm trying to pull us out of the streets. We finally cracked the metallic tint with those green rocks from Smallville. We can make all the money in the world, and you're out there snatching purses.
Bruno: It's not about the door prize. It's about reminding people we're the ones who own this town, not some cape-wearing circus freaks.
Ron: Yeah. Between the gash on your mug and A.J.'s shiner, you two clowns are real intimidating.
How can you just sit back and let these vigilantes take over the streets, our streets?!
Ron: Enough! We are done with petty street crime! We are a business now!
Bruno: Yeah, you're ... you're right, boss. Maybe it's time for Bruno Manheim to climb that corporate ladder.
[ Silenced g*n ]
[ Breathes deeply ] Next we say good night to the wannabe heroes, starting with Stiletto. That one's personal.
Jimmy: Lois? [ Sighs ] Lois, come I cat be late for wo what are you doing?
Lois: Picking up your rebound.
Jimmy: Lois. I'm, uh ... I'm really flattered, but I just broke up with Chloe.
Lois: Ew. No. I mean rebound your career. Nothing numbs the pain of a breakup like good, old-fashioned work.
Jimmy: Look, I'm not here to be saved. You mentioned 100 bucks. Now, what do you want me to sh**t?
Lois: [ Sighs heavily ] Metropolis' newest superhero. Incoming. Meet ... Stiletto. I was gonna sew an "S" into the chest. Is that tacky?
Jimmy: Lois ... you're not serious.
Lois: Well, not about the whole "cleaning up the streets" part, obviously. But ... I sort of quoted Stiletto in one of my articles, and my editor said that I need a photo to get a page one.
Jimmy: Well, I guess I didn't see the ant asterisk above "Lois Lane's Rules to Reporting" that said "or just make it up."
Lois: Hey, unlike you, some of us haven't gotten our up-close-and-personal with The Red-Blue Blur yet. Now.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
Jimmy: You know, look, I know that you're dying for a story with the guy, but he doesn't talk to anybody. No offense, but ... why's he gonna talk to you?
Lois: Exactly. The Red-Blue Blur might not talk to me at first, but a fellow superhero like Stiletto might just get his attention long enough to pitch the writing prowess of the great Lois Lane. Ready?
Jimmy: [ Exhales sharply ]
[ Mera shutter clicking ]
Jimmy: Hey, well, good luck with that. Last I checked, he's kind of invisible.
Lois: But crime in this city isn't. And when that police scanner goes off, The Red-Blue Blur is never far behind. E-mail those photos to my editor. I'm off to talk to a real hero.
Clark: Chloe, it turns out Lois' superfriend may be our only hope in getting your laptop back. According to met P.D., Stiletto's take posted bail before they ever got him behind bars.
Chloe: Well, I haven't been able to find any more leads on Stiletto's whereabouts, but you might want to take a look at this.
[ Keys clacking ]
Clark: "Bluretto"?
[ Computer beeps ]
Chloe: you know you've made it when you have your own fansite. And it looks like your fans are doing a little matchmaking. "No one understands a hero's life of solitude better than a fellow cape"?
[ Chuckles ] "These two lonely hearts belong together." Who thinks this stuff up?
Chloe: Are they that far off the mark?
Clark: Look, Chloe, romance is the last thing on my mind right now.
Chloe: I know, but let's face it, you thought you found your superpowered soul mate in Lana, and I haven't heard you say a word about her since she left.
Clark: That's because I have you.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Come on, Clark. I know I haven't been the most reliable sidekick lately, and Oliver and his g*ng are M.I.A. Having someone on speed dial who knows what it's like to lead a double life might not be such a bad thing.
Clark: My double life and I are just fine. I'd rather focus on finding Stiletto and getting your computer back.
Chloe: Okay. But bold as she may be, I seriously doubt we're gonna be able to call her out by putting a spike heel over a klieg light.
[ Keys clacking ]
[ Static, police-radio chatter ]
Lois: Isn't it almost your bedtime, Smallville?
Clark: Just finishing up some work while I'm still motivated.
Lois: [ Sighs ] Slow night.
Clark: I'm good if you want to go. If The Red-Blue Blur calls, I'll be sure to patch him through.
Lois: Oh, that's right, because your idea of being a hero is making sure there's still paper in the fax machine.
Clark: Just doing my job.
Lois: Well, you're wasting your midnight oil because, between the two of us, the editor is only counting the empty coffee cups on my desk.
Clark: And that's because you're in the big leagues and I'm still just a copy boy?
Lois: No, because you're doing way better than anyone expected!
Woman: Attention, downtown unit ...
silent alarm at Riverside Jewelry on Fifth and Water, handle code 1038.
Clark: Well, I better go feed Shelby.
Lois: [ Exhales sharply ] I should h*t the gym.
[ Air whooshes ]
Jimmy: I know I'm late. I, uh, I got caught up in a little project.
Are you taking pictures of the sunset, bar boy?
Jimmy: [ Chuckling ] This is a ce tele-macro zoom.
[ Chuckles ]
Used to be a ... journalist, didn't you? What are you doing here?
Now, this is interesting. Blondie looks a lot different when she's sweating.
[ Both chuckle ]
Adorable.
Jimmy: Give me my camera back.
Unh-unh-unh.
[ Camera beeps ]
what's going on here? Do you know her?
Jimmy: Her? Yeah. No. That's just a fluke.
[ Exhales sharply ] Where is she? You having a hard time hearing me?
[ Chuckles ] I said, "Where is she?"
[ Breathing heavily ]
Where's Stiletto?
Jimmy: I have no idea. Look, I don't know where she is.
What is wrong with you? It's like you want me to k*ll you.
[ Grunts ]
Who's the hero now?
Way to go. Now he's out.
Bruno: Ah, he's worthless. But it seems everyone is in on Stiletto. Get Ricky to hack into that stolen laptop. In the meantime, I want you to go right to the source. Let's see what else we can squeeze out of blondie.
[ Alarm blaring ]
[ Material squeaking ]
Lois: Wonderful. Very stealth, Lois. [ Inhales sharply ] Ugh. Next time, I call myself "Nike." [ Sighs heavily ] He b*at me here. Hello? Are you here?
Clark: Are you The Stiletto?
Lois: [ Exhales sharply ] Can I just say it's an honor?
Clark: Lois?
Lois: [ Exhales softly ] [ British accent ] Lois? Who's Lois? I'm Stiletto. I should get back to my cave.
Clark: Lois, you could have a bag over your head, and I'd still know it's you.
Lois: [ Sighs ] [ Normal voice ] Go figure. I want The Red-Blue Blur. I get the exact opposite.
Clark: What do you think you're doing?
Lois: What are you doing? You're supposed to be feeding Shelby. Seriously, is there any woman in your life you haven't stood up?
Clark: I saw the way you looked at that scanner, and I know how much you want this superhero story. So I came here to make sure you were okay. You're obviously not if you're impersonating The Stiletto.
Lois: Okay, first off, it's just "Stiletto." There's no "the." And second, I'm not impersonating anyone. I am Stiletto.
Clark: You made up a fake hero so you could write her story?
Lois: Yeah.
[ Siren wailing ]
Lois: Stiletto's only the beginning, Clark. These heels could kick open some major doors for me. What if Stiletto could help me land a one-on-one with The Red-Blue Blur?
Clark: Oh, this Blur, he [Sighs] He avoids reporters for a reason. What would you say to him no one else already has?
Lois: I wouldn't say anything, Clark. I'd listen.
Clark: What if he's not looking for a best friend?
Lois: Superpowered or not, every Fred needs a Barney. Unless it's based on a lie.
Clark: Besides, it could be dangerous. Eventually you'll find yourself in a situation you can't Stiletto yourself out of.
Lois: Stiletto kicked ass last night. You should have seen the guy I sent downtown.
Clark: I couldn't ... by the time I got there, attorney named Moynihan already got him off before I could talk to him about Chloe's car.
Lois: Chris Moynihan? He represents Ron Milano.
Clark: The biggest crime boss in Metropolis.
Lois: Then let's go save the world. I'm in the market for a sidekick anyway. Just don't slow me down.
Clark: I'll find Milano on my own. You're gonna do everything you can to make sure your Stiletto story doesn't get published.
[ Gasps ]
[ Glass shatters ]
Did you know your transmission slips a bit in third?
Chloe: What are you doing here?
What do you know about Stiletto?
Chloe: Stiletto? I don't know who you're talking about. Let me go! No! Ugh!
[ Breathing heavily ]
you do not want to lie to me.
Chloe: I swear to God I don't know who Stiletto is. I never saw her.
Okay, sweetheart, but if you do, I'd like to leave a message.
Chloe: [ Gasping ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Creature growling ]
[ Screaming intensifies ]
[ Bones crunch, screaming stops ]
Lois: Hello to you, too. Expecting Freddy Krueger?
Chloe: What are you doing here? I thought you were tracking down Stiletto.
Lois: Well, the story broke a proverbial heel. It's not happening.
Chloe: Oh. Bummer. Oh, well. I mean, it is Friday night. There's bound to be a tequila sh**t out on this town with your name on it.
Lois: Why don't you go out, you know, have fun I'm not actually here to hang, but 10-4 on the loud-and-clear un-vitation.
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Jimmy's not answering his phone, and I was just wondering if perhaps you knew ... where my ex was?
Lois: I thought that's what Facebook updates were for. Why are you even looking for him?
Chloe: I needed his help photographing something, and now I need his help burning the evidence.
Lois: Fine. You know what? Surprise! I'm Stiletto.
Chloe: Lois. Oh, my God, you did this for a story, didn't you?
Lois: [ Sighs ] Okay. Clark's diatribe is still ringing in my ears. I don't need it in Surround Sound. I get it. I messed up.
Lois: [ Sighs ] You've never gotten in over your head?
Chloe: Actually, Lois, um ... can I tell you something?
Lois: Sure.
Chloe: Jimmy should be at the Ace of Clubs. [ Chuckles ] I really need to remove him from my Facebook friends, don't I?
Lois: Yeah.
Chloe: [ Chuckles lightly ]
Lois: Thanks, Chloe. And ... thank you for understanding.
Chloe: Anytime, Lois.
[ Door closes ]
Ricky: Hey, Bruno, check this out. I just unlocked a whole mess of files.
Who the hell are these guys?
[ Groans ] Ugh! [ Coughs ]
[ Breathing heavily ] Jimmy?
[ Groans ]
Jimmy. Ugh!
[ Breathing heavily ] How the hell did you get back here?
[ Groaning ]
[ Fighting in distance ]
Bruno: Do you know who you're talking to? Do you know who I am? You want to mess with me?
You want to mess with me? You want to push me? You want to push me, punk? Ugh!
Oh, my God.
Ricky: Hey, come on, Bruno! Back up, man! You're gonna k*ll him!
Seriously? Ohh.
[ Breathing heavily ] Clark Kent of the Daily Planet. Looks like you reporters think you got a little story here.
Oh, that's it.
[ Breathing heavily] Wow, that's far. If you want, I can tell you how it ends.
Come on, Lois.
[ Glass shatters ]
Lois: Ugh! That worked. Jimmy.
Stiletto has no idea what she just stepped in.
[ Groans ] Lois [ g*n ]
Clark!
[ g*n cocks ]
Lois: Clark! Hang in there. You're gonna be just fine. Oh, my god. Dial 911. Why did you do that, Clark? You didn't need to be some kind of hero.
Clark: [ Straining ] Lois.. you have to get me out of here.
Lois: [ Sobbing ] Okay. Okay. The medics are on their way. You're gonna be fine.
Clark: [ Grunts softly ] [ Exhales sharply ] [ Breathes shakily ]
Lois: [ Sobbing ]
Lois: [ Exhales softly ] Nothing like a double-frosted bear claw to ease the pain of a flesh wound, right? Oh, and I, uh, didn't know whether you wanted your copies single-sided or double, so I did both, and then I thought, "Hmm, three-holed or no-holed?" And I didn't know, so I did both, which is why there's ... so many.
Clark: Lois, you didn't have to do all this. But thank you. [ Groaning ] Looks like you got your cover story after all.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] I guess.
Clark: You guess? The last time your name was above the fold, you held a Champagne toast. Is there something about this article that's still bothering you?
Lois: Fine, I admit it. Sometimes the Lois "Fast" Lane ambition ramps into cruise control and gets away from me.
Clark: Those mob guys would still be on the street if you hadn't come to my rescue.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Your rescue. Yeah, right. You're the one with the ... Smallville, if you hadn't been there to ...
Clark: You're welcome, Lois. I hope this means that Stiletto's hanging up her heels for good.
Lois: Gladly. Those heels were giving my blisters blisters. Besides, if Manheim had better aim, you'd be d*ad. And it was really sweet of you to, you know, throw yourself in there, but I never should have put you in danger. It's not like you save lives for a living.
Clark: No, there's only one Red-Blue Blur.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Honestly, I don't envy the guy. After walking a mile in Stiletto's shoes, I was reminded that I am not cut out for that life of solitude.
Clark: I didn't know there was room for introspection underneath that costume.
Lois: Wow. Look who got grazed by a funny b*llet. [ Sighs ] You weren't gonna eat this, were you?
Man: Hey, man. Didn't think I'd be hearing from you again.
Jimmy: Yeah, well, let's just get this over with, okay?
Man: You're the one that said he was strapped for cash.
Jimmy: Well, I guess things change.
[ Exhales sharply ]
[ Door opens ]
Chloe: Hey, Clark! Thank you. I never thought it would feel so good to be reunited with a bunch of silicone microchips.
Clark: I grabbed it before the police arrived. So hopefully Manheim wasn't able to pull any files off it.
Chloe: Well, rest assured, Tony Soprano, Jr. Is my last close call. I am done traveling with all of my techno treasures in one basket.
Clark: Are you expecting company?
Chloe: Uh, no.
[
Chuckles ] Turns out that my body's natural reaction to stress is to bake undigestible amounts of food.
Clark: Really? After all the near-apocalypses we've been through, I've never seen more than a chocolate-chip cookie come out of that oven. Are you okay?
Chloe: It's ... I mean, you almost died yesterday ... for my computer.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] Chloe, you made an honest mistake. I'm fine. I know you better than that. This is not about a computer. What's wrong?
Chloe: Nothing. Really, I'm fine. Look, I apologize for being a little off my game lately. It's just that after my divorce and Brainiac and now playing Watchtower to a bunch of needy superheroes, I forget that I need to be all smiles all the time.
Clark: Chloe, no one expects you to bounce back from everything you've been through. I just want you to know I'm here for you if you need me.
Chloe: I know. But right now I really just need a little bit of space ... not a supersave, okay? [ Chuckles weakly ]
[ Door open, closes ]
[ Vehicle departing ]
Lois: When am I gonna learn that a wild-goose chase for a story usually ends with a rotten egg?
[ Telephone ringing ]
Lois: Hello?
Clark: [ Mechanically altered voice ] Is this Lois Lane, the reporter?
Lois: Who wants to know?
Clark: This is The Red-Blue Blur.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] Yeah, right. How do I know you're not some deep throat wannabe with a lot of time on his creepy hands?
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Look down. [ Normal voice ] I received your letter, Miss Lane.
Lois: Call me Lois ... if you want. And while we're at it, do you want to weigh in on the whole "Red-Blue Blur" thing? Because it's kind of a mouthful on this end.
Clark: I think there's probably a better name out there, and if there's anyone who'll find it, it's you, Miss Lane.
Lois: I'll put my best men on it. And by "men," I mean me because I work in the basement and employ pretty much no one, unless you count my intern. I'm sorry. I'm rambling.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] You're nervous.
Lois: Can you read my mind? [ Scoffs ] Who am I kidding? It's Saturday night, and I hightailed it down here because I have one obsession right now, and it's you. And when you didn't respond to my skywriting, I just ...
Clark: [ Mechanically altered voice ] it was a nice ony the between you and me, I could use a little work on that subtle thing. You know there's nothing wrong with taking your job seriously.
Lois: There is when you don't know who you'd be without it.
Clark: Something tells me you know yourself better than you think. Lois, you're a great reporter ... all on your own. You don't need a hero or some gimmick to make a headline.
Lois: Thanks. My editor would k*ll me, but ... I don't want this story. What I've really been wondering is ... what is it that you need? I mean, you've dedicated your life to a city full of strangers. And I'm not saying that I know what it's like to be a hero, but ... even the fastest blur in the world can't outrun loneliness. I guess what I'm saying is ... if you ever want to talk ... totally off the record ... I'm only a phone call away.
Clark: I'll keep that in mind. And, Lois ... when I'm ready to tell the world my secret, you'll be the first to know.
[ Click, dial tone ]
[ Chuckles ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x19 - Stiletto"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 30th, 2009
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Davis: Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. I have hurt many people ... people that I care about.
Doctor: No more than three tablets a day. They can be highly addictive.
Davis: Please, for your own good, get out of here now! [ Roaring ]
Jimmy: I put up with years of your taking someone else's side over mine ... first Clark and then Davis? Marrying you was the biggest mistake of my life.
Tess: There is a savior among us. Until you fulfill your destiny, he won't have his great challenge to overcome. You were destined to k*ll each other.
Chloe: Sorry about being the invisible best friend lately. Just when I thought I'd h*t my fill of, uh, high-maintenance men, I take a job from oliver.
Watchtower is officially online.
Davis: There is something about being around you that seems to calm the m*rder inside me. Will you stay with me?
Priest: We all have our inner demons ... but we must learn to control them.
[ cell phone rings ]
Chloe: Davis, is everything okay?
Davis: Sorry if I woke you. I ... [ Sighs ] I had another one.
Chloe: It's just a dream. You know you're safe with me.
Davis: Could you come down anyway? I-I need to see you.
Chloe: Of course. I'll be down right away.
Chloe: You know, this isn't exactly the typical response to a bad dream. Most people just get a night-light.
Davis: [ Chuckles ] I wanted to surprise you.
Chloe: It's beautiful. But I don't remember ever seeing a box of candles down here or flowers.
Davis: There weren't any.
Chloe: Davis, we talked about this. You can't leave the basement.
Davis: I was careful. I know how much you're risking by helping me. I only wanted to thank you.
Chloe: I don't need thanks. I need to able to trust you.
Davis: I won't do it again. I'm sorry.
[ Sighs ]
Davis: Chloe, you've helped me when no one else would.
Chloe: Well, friends help each other, right?
Davis: Friends help you move. They take you to the airport. You can't think that's really all this is.
Chloe: Okay, so maybe it was a 9.9 on the Richter scale of favors, Davis, but that doesn't change our relationship.
Davis: Chloe, we met in a flurry of smoking ash, burnt-out cars, people freaking out, but for a moment there, it felt like everything disappeared except us. Those feelings haven't changed.
Chloe: I do care about you, Davis. But ...
Davis: Stay. Please. Without you, the man that I want to be doesn't exist.
Chloe: Davis, is that blood?
Davis: What did you think was gonna happen?
[ Air hissing ]
[ Dripping ]
Chloe: [ Gasps ] No!
[ Bubbling ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
Chloe: [ Sighs ]
Clark: You okay? You can usually make cappuccinos blindfolded.
Chloe: Clark, hey. Uh, yeah, I just didn't get my full seven hours of sleep last night. And judging from the look on your face, you didn't come here to join me for pancakes.
Clark: Tess named Davis the serial k*ller. She devoted the whole front page of today's paper to the story.
Chloe: Headlines can't hurt Davis now that he's d*ad.
Clark: That's the thing, Chloe. I'm starting to believe that Davis is still alive.
Chloe: Come on, Clark. We both watched him die. Oliver buried the body.
Clark: But it says in this article they found one of Bruno Mannheim's thugs in a dumpster, torn apart, the same way that Doomsday dismembered his victims.
Chloe: That body was probably there for weeks.
Clark: The m*rder happened after Davis died.
Chloe: I love a good ghost story just as much as the next girl, but there has to be a more logical explanation than the resurrection of an alien monster. There could be a copycat k*ller.
Clark: Chloe, he's come back from the d*ad before.
Chloe: Not from meteor rock. Look, Clark, I understand why you're paranoid. Davis was sent here to k*ll you. I mean, that would make anyone believe there were monsters under their bed.
Clark: It doesn't change the fact that Davis is a m*rder.
Chloe: But, Clark, Davis is d*ad, and the only thing that's keeping him there in your mind is fear. Let him go.
Oliver: Gentlemen, LuthorCorp is going green, and I certainly don't want all the old-money investors to think we're wasting all of their money on hemp bracelets, so ...
We could send some cameras into the geothermal energy facility.
It's innovative. It's profitable.
Oliver: Okay, perfect. Call Tess. Arrange a press release. Nothing screams "photo op" like a 10-mile hole in the ground, right?
Jimmy: Hey, Oliver, um, can we talk for a quick sec?
Oliver: Hey, Jimmy, uh ... not the greatest time right now, actually.
Jimmy: I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.
Oliver: Okay. All right. Gentlemen, excuse me.
Jimmy: Thank you. I'm sorry to barge in on your lunch ...
Oliver: Yeah, Jimmy, listen, those guys aren't my frat brothers. I'm here on business.
Jimmy: Yeah, I know. I know. Uh ... real quick. I was hoping that you could spot me 600 bucks, stat. My mechanic called a code blue on my alternator.
Oliver: Well, you work here. What are they paying you, in Shirley Temples?
Jimmy: They, uh ... they let me go. Cutbacks. I mean, you know how that is.
Oliver: I do.
That's why I'm pretty sure it's not your car that needs the fix, buddy.
Jimmy: You think that I'm lying? I got three bus transfers to prove it.
Oliver: Listen, I know a really great place you can go to, get back to being yourself. It's very discreet, staff's very supportive, food's great. Now, if you're worried about paying f your treatment, don't. 'Cause I can take care of that for you, okay?
Jimmy: Great. You gonna drive me there, too? 'Cause my car doesn't work.
Oliver: All right, hey ... this road that you're on, man, it is lonely, all right? Now, if you need someone to talk to, if you need a friend ... then I'm that guy, but, uh ... I'm not gonna give you any money for drugs.
Jimmy: You know, I thought after everything that happened that we could be friends. But seeing you don't trust me, I guess not.
Emil: You've been caring for Davis Bloome in your basement? Who else knows about this?
Chloe: No one. Not even Oliver. And I came to you directly because he can't be trusted.
Emil: Chloe, he created our organization to help with exactly this kind of problem.
Chloe: Oliver k*lled Lex Luthor. And the stakes are too high to have someone involved who can't think clearly. WebMD doesn't exactly have a lot of intergalactic infections, so you were the only person that I could turn to for a cure.
Emil: No, I-I'm glad that you came to me, but there's only so much I can do with a few cells.
Chloe: You have his DNA. What more do you need?
Emil: The subject in person.
Chloe: That's not gonna happen.
Emil: I can run some preliminary tests on the saliva. But, Chloe, are ... are you sure this is something you want to take on alone?
Chloe: I'll be fine. Call me when you get the results.
[ Gasps ]
Chloe: O waat? Davis, you shouldn't be outside. What's going on?
Davis: Who were you talking to?
Chloe: Look at me. It's fine, okay? Calm down. It's just a friend. Now, you know you're not supposed to be out of the house. What's happening?
Davis: Nothing helps. I tried looking at photos of you, I tried holding strands of your hair ... none of it works. This thing inside me, it starts to claw its way out as soon as you leave. Chloe ... I can't be away from you now.
Chloe: You are now Metropolis' own cornfield k*ller. Now, I didn't tell you about this earlier because I didn't want to upset you, but the police are hunting for you as we speak.
Davis: And by accepting your help, I put you directly in their cross hairs.
Chloe: Only if someone finds you, which they won't because I won't let that happen.
Davis: But what about when the cops find you? What then?
Chloe: Then we leave. We load up the car and never look back.
Davis: You've done more for me in a few weeks than anyone's done in my entire life. But I can't ask you to run away with me.
Chloe: Then it's a good thing you're not the one asking.
Davis: You wouldn't be able to say goodbye to anyone, not even Clark. Can you do that? Can you honestly tell me that I am the most important person in your life?
Chloe: Davis ... I would do anything for you.
Davis: Well, then maybe this is our chance to start over. Let's leave Smallville.
Chloe: Okay.
Davis: So, this is actually happening.
Chloe: Um, I just need to close a few accounts and d*ad-end some paper trails first, but we can be on the road by sundown.
Davis: Chloe ... I don't know where I'd be without you.
Clark: Oliver, I checked the quarry where you said you buried Davis. He's not there anymore.
Oliver: Your vision must be getting blurry. I buried that body myself. I still have the dirt under my fingernails to prove it.
Clark: I saw the grave. It's empty.
Oliver: Why would someone move the body?
Clark: I don't think anyone moved it. It doesn't look like anyone dug into the ground. Looks like something ... clawed its way out.
Oliver: Then that thing's still alive.
Clark: It went after Chloe before. I think it may try again.
Oliver: Have you warned her yet?
Clark: She thinks I'm being paranoid.
Oliver: Paranoid? She knows he's obsessed with her, right?
Clark: which is why I need you to find her. Take her someplace safe. I need to head to the Fortress, see if I can find a way to send Doomsday to a place he can't hurt anyone again.
Oliver: No need to pack your parka. I can tell you how to conquer the beast. Kick his ass, Clark. Get this thing out of our lives once and for all.
Clark: You want me to k*ll him.
Oliver: No. I need you to k*ll him. We all do. You're the only one who can.
Clark: That doesn't make it right. I'd still be taking a life.
Oliver: You'd be saving thousands, Clark. The only way any of us are ever gonna be safe again is if Doomsday is destroyed ... for good.
Clark: Doomsday is my problem, and I will handle it. Just, please, take care of Chloe.
[ Air whooshing ]
Chloe: I'm down to my last card, Emil, and I really don't want to play it, so please take another look at the samples. There has to be a cure.
Emil: His nuclei are in a constant state of mutation. I tried to destroy a cell, and some it got stronger.
Chloe: Well, you said you wanted to see him in person. I mean, how 'bout I bring him down to your lab?
Emil: Frankly, I don't want him anywhere near me.
Chloe: Look, he's not always a monster. I mean, something is keeping him from transforming.
Emil: Well, sometimes, dramatic changes the are caused by intense emotions ... love, hate ... obsession.
Chloe: Which is why my presence stops him from morphing.
Emil: Chloe, this creature puts us all in danger. We need to warn people.
Chloe: You don't want to do that. You betray me, you betray Davis, and you sure as hell don't want to be on his bad side.
Emil: Fine. But if you do have this power over him, then it's all on you. You're the only cure.
[ Air whooshing ]
Clark: Were you just talking to someone?
Chloe: Just one of my patients.
Clark: Have you heard from Oliver lately?
Chloe: Not since he asked me to hack into a stream of transmissions from Tehran, and considering the fact that, uh, Farsi isn't exactly my strong suit, I should probably get back to translating.
Clark: Chloe, Davis is alive. I have proof, and I need to find him.
Chloe: Well, I'm sure that when he resurfaces, we'll hear about it. He has a habit of crashing his way onto the 6:00 news.
Clark: Well, I intend to find him and bring him to the Fortress before that happens. I got a faint signal from the console, and I found the crystal that Brainiac used to release Zod.
Chloe: Okay, putting aside my serious distrust of all things Brainiac, how is the crystal gonna help?
Clark: It's gonna open up a portal to the Phantom Zone.
Chloe: Clark, you can't send Davis there.
Clark: Chloe, he has k*lled over 50 people. He put Jimmy in the hospital. There's nothing more I can do for him.
Chloe: I'm talking about you. I mean, what if, when you open the portal, it sucks you in.
Clark: You once told me if there was no other choice, that you hoped I would put the good of the world first.
Chloe: Exactly. And losing you is not good for the world.
Clark: It's a risk I have to take.
Chloe: Okay, then maybe I can help. I've been hearing about a string of suspicious m*rder in Alaska. Now, I didn't pay much attention to them because they weren't trademark Doomsday ...
Clark: It's okay. It's a lead. I'll find him.
Chloe: Hey, Clark ... good luck.
[ Clattering ]
Oliver: So, you're stealing money from Chloe now. I guess your car really does need those repairs.
Jimmy: It's just a loan. I'm gonna pay it back. Holy ...
[ Thud ]
Jimmy: [ Groans ] Oh, what the Hell?
Oliver: Hey, Jimmy. Hey. Hey, you okay?
[ Breathing heavily ] Aside from being snatched by a crazed serial k*ller? Yeah, I'm great. Any idea who did this?
Oliver: Not to sound like a broken record, but it was Davis Bloome.
Where the Hell are we?
Looks like the Talon basement.
Jimmy: My god, what's he done with Chloe?
Davis: I'd never hurt Chloe. She, uh ... she ... she saved me.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] No way. Now, Chloe might be a sucker for the strange, but she's not crazy.
Davis: Bit of advice ... you really don't want to upset me right now.
Oliver: Yeah, trust me, I know. I've seen your horns. You give a whole new meaning to the term "Bridezilla." [ Chuckles ]
Jimmy: You're the beast.
[ Cellphone rings ]
[ Sighs ]
Chloe: Hey, Davis, it's me. I'm just on my way home right now.
Davis: Chloe, hurry. I can feel myself changing. Please get back here and stop it.
Jimmy: Chloe, stay away!
Chloe: Is there someone there with you?
Davis: Some guys broke into your apartment. I'm holding them here.
Chloe: Why did you leave the basement?
Davis: Because I thought you were in danger Chloe: Okay, you trust me, right? So trust me on this and let them go.
Davis: As soon as we're out of Smallville. Just come home, Chloe. Hurry.
Chloe: I'll be there as soon as I can.
Jimmy: Why did you do it? Come on. Every k*ller's got a sob story. You know, I hear that an unhappy childhood, that's ... that's pretty popular.
Davis: You wouldn't understand.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles ] Of course not, because you, uh ... you brooding types ... you guys are all so complicated.
Oliver: Jimmy, come on, man. Chill out.
Jimmy: No! No, that monster destroyed my life and brainwashed Chloe, and he's trying to ruin hers, too!
Davis: You have no idea what Chloe really wants! We have to be together.
Oliver: Davis, hey. Hey, man, look, I know what it's like to Jones after a girl. Really, I do, but you can hold on a little bit longer, okay? You have to. Chloe's on her way.
Davis: Oh, I hope so. I really do, because if she's not, the only way that I can control myself is if I k*ll one of you.
Jimmy: Then k*ll me ... because you've taken everything from me. All that's left is scar tissue.
Oliver: Jimmy. Jimmy, that's enough.
Jimmy: What are you, anyways? Because you're sure as Hell not human.
Oliver: Stop talking.
Jimmy: Do you really think Chloe could ever love you? Whatever lies that you told her ... she's gonna find out the truth eventually, and when she does ...
Davis: Aah!
Oliver: No, Davis! Davis! Chloe's never gonna forgive you for that! You understand?!
Jimmy: [ Screams ] Please! Please.
Davis: You're right. You mean too much to Chloe. It has to be you.
Oliver: Davis.
Davis: I'm sorry.
Chloe?! Chloe?
[ In distance Chloe: Davis, don't do this, please please, no!
Clark: Oliver. Where's Chloe?!
Davis: What are you gonna do to me, Clark?
Chloe: Oh, my God. Was Davis holding Jimmy in the basement?
Oliver: They're lucky to be alive.
Chloe: Jimmy, I'm so sorry.
Oliver: Whatever you do, Chloe ... stay away from that monster.
Let's go.
Oliver: You know, Chloe, I thought about calling the police. Instead, I figured I'd give you a chance to explain yourself before I let them haul you off to prison for harboring a serial k*ller.
Chloe: I shouldn't have left Davis here alone. This would never have happened if I was here. This is all my fault.
Oliver: When did you become one the bad guys, huh?
Chloe: For whatever reason, I calm the beast inside him. He needed me.
Oliver: He needed you. So, the needs of the cornfield k*ller outweigh the needs of the rest of the world. Is that it?
Chloe: Oliver, it's complicated.
Oliver: No, it's complicated, yeah. That's the same thing your psychopathic boyfriend told me.
Chloe: Look, either I keep him with me or let innocent people die.
Oliver: Oh, come on ... Chloe, if you really believed that, you would have handled things a little bit differently, don't you think? Instead, what do you do? You cook him dinner, you fluff his pillow, you rock him to sleep.
Chloe: Okay, look, I understand what it looked like from the outside, but trust me, I had the whole thing under control.
Oliver: Chloe, you didn't have anything under control! Speaking as Davis' next victim, I can tell you, your plan was seriously flawed! How did you think this was gonna end, Chloe?
Chloe: I'll find him, okay? I'll fix this.
Oliver: No. You won't. I think you've done enough. We'll let Clark handle it from here.
Chloe: Wait, Oliver. Where is Clark?
Oliver: Well, he took Davis. He's finally gonna finish this.
Davis: Unh! [ Grunts ] I don't care if this place trapped me once before. You want to throw down with me, good luck.
Clark: I didn't come here looking for a fight. This fortress can help you. It's all that's left of our planet.
Davis: How did a piece of Krypton get here?
Clark: My father created it using Kryptonian technology. It'll send you to a world where you don't have to hide who you are any longer.
Davis: A world without Chloe? [ Growls ] No, you better have a plan "b" because I'm not losing her.
Clark: If you truly cared about her, you would let her go.
Davis: You got it all wrong, Clark. She chose to protect me. It was her idea for us to leave Smallville forever.
Clark: Chloe would have done that for anyone. She believes in second chances. She doesn't actually have feelings for you.
Davis: Why? Because of what I am? I didn't want this, Clark. I even k*lled myself to try to escape this life, but the darkness ... it doesn't come out when Chloe's around. She makes me ... human.
Clark: What happens when that changes?
Davis: It won't. Look, she is my chance to be happy. Why can't my own Kryptonian brother let me have that?
Clark: I'm sorry, Davis.
Davis: I was wrong. We're not brothers. Clark ... [ Growls ]
Clark: I don't want to hurt you, Davis.
Davis: Don't worry. You can't.
Clark: If I go, I'm taking you with me.
Clark: Chloe, what are you doing?
Chloe: I can't let you do this.
Clark: This is the right choice, Chloe. Trust me.
Chloe: Trust you? Clark, the only reason why you won't k*ll him is because you don't want blood on your hands. I can't believe you were willing to force him into a life of hell for all of eternity. Clark ... I know you better than anyone. I can't let you do this. You would never forgive yourself for giving up on him.
Jimmy: Tell me that your search team has a read on that beast.
Oliver: I have people on every continent, Jimmy, but so far, no. No castle to storm. Sorry. You know, I'm not sure the beast you need to be fighting's out there, Jimmy. I think maybe, uh ... maybe it's in here.
Jimmy: Look, if this is another attempt to turn me into the poster boy for rehab, cancel the photo sh**t, 'cause I'm not interested.
Oliver: I didn't call you here for a lecture. Just this. It's the money you asked for ... for your car.
Jimmy: Forget it. I don't ... I don't need your handout.
Oliver: Oh, it's not a handout. It's your first paycheck.
Jimmy: Oh. Let me guess ... got 12 steps attached to it.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] Well, only if you decide not to take the elevator to your office. The truth is, there's an opening on my staff, and something tells me you'd be perfect for it. I ran a little background check on you. It seems to me there's more to your story than you write on your cover letter.
Jimmy: Unfortunately, what you see is what you get. I'm a mediocre photographer turned failed bartender. I don't remember seeing a job posting for that on careerbuilder.com.
Oliver: I don't know, Jimmy. Everybody knows you take great action sh*ts. What I didn't realize until recently was, when called upon, you're pretty damn good in action, as well.
Jimmy: You make it sound like I'm some kind of hero. Trust me, I'm not.
Oliver: I wouldn't be so sure. You figured out Davis Bloome's serial-k*ller secret before any of us did. You took on the beast all by yourself. It takes guts. You got good instincts, Jimmy. That's enough for me.
Jimmy: Yeah. Thanks to those instincts, my life is really awesome these days.
Oliver: Well, if you don't like it, change it. Why don't you start by accepting my offer?
Jimmy: What's the catch?
Oliver: [ Laughs ] No, no, no catch. No catch, just work, and a lot of it. It's a full-time gig. What do you say?
[ Keyboard clacking ]
[ Door opens, closes ]
Oliver: If you're looking for Chloe, you're wasting your time, Clark, but I guess that's what you do best, isn't it? She's gone, man. She doesn't want to be found. If there's anyone who can make themselves invisible, it's Chloe.
Clark: Davis must have done something to her. Chloe would never have lied to me if she weren't trapped.
Oliver: Either that or she just can't resist tall, dark, and Doomsday. Besides, Davis isn't a monster when he's around her. He's got real feelings for her.
Clark: What his feelings are for her, Chloe would never care about him.
Oliver: Clark, she sent you on a wild-goose chase to Alaska when she was hiding that psycho k*ller in the basement. Take it from a guy who spent $10 billion on a merger with the girl that got away. You don't always choose who you fall for.
Clark: The Chloe you're talking about does not exist. She'd never choose Davis over her friends.
Oliver: Well, people change, Clark. Maybe it's time you did, too. You should have k*lled that thing when you had the chance. Clark, I know you want to save everybody. But eventually, you're gonna have to make the tough decisions. It's what heroes do.
[ Cellphone rings ]
Clark: Who is this?
Chloe: Clark, it's Chloe. I just wanted to let you know that I'm okay.
Clark: Chloe? Where are you?
Chloe: Davis and I are gone, but please don't try and find us, okay? We're fine.
Clark: You think that you're safe, Chloe, but you aren't. You are not safe with him.
Chloe: I'm sure everyone's fitting me for a straightjacket right now, but, Clark, I do know what I'm doing. And I knew that if I told you any sooner that you would have found a way to stop me, so ... look, everything I've ever done, right or wrong, I did for you.
Clark: By running away? Admit it, Chloe. You have feelings for Davis. That's why you're protecting him.
Chloe: Clark, I'm protecting you. I meant what I said. Condemning Davis to a life as that monster is worse than k*lling him.
Clark: But what about you, Chloe? Chloe, I'm gonna spend every second looking for you. I will find a way to save you.
Chloe: Clark, you're not here to save one person. You're here to save all of us.
Clark: And you think sacrificing yourself will help me do that. Chloe, you're wrong. You're wrong, Chloe.
Chloe: I must have thrown a million green rocks away, and I have never really saved you. Now I can.
Clark: Chloe, listen to me. This is your life that we're talking about. Don't do this.
Chloe: Clark, if there's one lesson I've learned from you, it's that choosing the greater good is never a sacrifice. Chloe.
[ Cell phone beeps ]
Clark: Chloe!
Davis: Hey.
Chloe: Hey.
Davis: You said that, uh, road trips give you a sweet tooth, so ...
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Thank you.
Davis: Well, we better get moving. We want to h*t the border by morning.
Chloe: Let's disappear. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x20 - Beast"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 7th, 2009
Previously on "Smallville" ...
How times do I have to apologize?
I don't want an apology!
What the hell were you so afraid of?
You.
Clark: It'll be okay, Tommy. I promise.
How could you do this to me?!
Just stay away.
Tess: I want to introduce you ... to some people, a sort of team.
We'll make a hero out of you yet.
Oliver: Lex deserved to die, Chloe.
This is m*rder.
You know I did W.
Oliver: You can't tell Clark.
I would do anything for you.
Davis: Let's leave Smallville.
Clark: Where are you? Chloe!
I said "no."
We can't risk the casualties, okay? You wait for the team to move in.
Tess: Well, you seem to be taking my open-door policy a little liberally these days, don't you?
Clark: I guess I assumed after you ambushed me in my barn and accused me of being an alien Jesus that we had dropped formalities.
Tess: You know, I can't say that the sarcasm adds to your coy charm, but, please, come in. Greasy kung pao for one?
Clark: I don't have much of an appetite.
Tess: Okay, then. Tell me, what's on your mind, Clark?
Clark: Do you really think that spreading panic is responsible journalism? Making Davis Bloome front-page news every day is reckless.
Tess: Reckless? I-I think reckless is not doing everything in your power to stop him.
Clark: Starting a massive manhunt isn't helping anyone.
Tess: Clark, if you don't want to admit your true identity, that's fine. But we both know that Davis Bloome ... isn't a man. He's a beast.
Clark: If he is this beast, then encouraging the police to go after him is dangerous. People will die.
Tess: And when that happens, you'll know where to find him ... ... so that you can finally slay the proverbial dragon.
Clark: This is not some fairy tale. Obviously, there's some dark part of you that needs to be saved, but I am not your white knight. You're risking innocent lives, including Chloe's.
Tess: Oh, right, the accomplice of the serial k*ller. She's his hostage, and she's in the most danger. If you're so worried about her getting hurt, why are you fighting my help? Maybe it's because you're actually afraid to find Davis ... ... because the pure and virtuous Clark Kent can't face what he'll have to.. what you are destined to do when that moment comes. Clark ... I'm just making sure you embrace the inevitable.
Chloe: Clark!
[ Coughing ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Clark!
[ Roaring ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Roaring continues ]
Chloe: Clark! Clark!
[ Horn blares ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Chloe! Chloe! No! Chloe, it's me ... Clark. It's me. It's me. It's Clark. It's okay.
Chloe: Clark.
[ Gasping ]
[ Crying ]
Clark: It's okay.
He's found her. Now it's time we make our move.
Clark: We really should get you to the hospital, Chloe. I understand if you don't want to talk about it.
Chloe: He never left me alone. There was this [Clears throat] motel just outside Metropolis that we found, and ... he wouldn't let me leave. [ Sniffles ] He ... I was so scared. We just hid during the day until dark, and then ... [ Clears throat ] ... One day, he decided that it was time to leave. And so we stopped at this gas station. And I just ran.
Clark: You're safe now.
Chloe: No, Clark. No. He's still out there. Anything that was good in him is now gone. No one's safe ... ... not till you destroy that beast.
I can't believe we lost track of that thing.
If I had their powers, I would have gotten the job done.
They're the ones that screwed up, not us.
Tess: So quick to assign blame. I taught you to take care of one another. You were trained as a team. If one of you fails, then all of you fail.
What the Hell is going on here?
Bette: Livewire and Neutron found the monster by the time Parasite and I showed up, things had gotten messy. She said Neutron zapped him with some sort of radioactive blast.
Tess: Your mission was to find him and then wait until I sent The Traveler.
Livewire: Is that all you can think about?! Neutron's d*ad!
Parasite: Hey! Back off.
Bette: Tess was trying to keep us save. It was you and Neutron who didn't wait for backup.
Livewire: That thing caught us tailing him, and he att*cked. We didn't have a chance. I am not gonna be the opening act to This Traveler when you won't even clue us in to who it is. I want out.
Bette: What ... so you can go back to stealing cars and running from the cops? Tess turned your life around, gave us a place where we belonged, a chance to do something good for the world.
We all suffered a loss here, but we should learn a lesson from this. We're only strong when we're together.
Tess: If we find that beast, you will save so many lives. You can't walk away from that.
Livewire: Watch me. Go find another sucker to be your hero. Aah!
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Breathing hey ] Thanks for the power-up.
[ Gasping ]
Tess: It's up to you two now to find him.
Don't worry. We won't let you down.
Livewire: So, what are you gonna do with me now ... put me back in jail?
Oliver: Cyborg, Impulse, and Canary have a wide net out for Davis so far. But they haven't caught anything. How's Chloe?
Clark: Something happened. I can't believe I put her through something like this again. First Brainiac and now Davis.
It's not even over yet. He's still out there.
Oliver: Yeah, well, something tells me without his beauty to soothe the beast, we don't have much time.
Clark: Davis may not be as invincible as we thought. There is something that might work ... but I can't do it alone.
Oliver: Yeah, if it means getting rid of this guy once and for all, just say the word. I'm in.
Clark: Good. Because we're gonna need the help of Lex Luthor.
Oliver: You know, Clark, last time I heard, Lex Luthor was in no condition to lend a hand.
Clark: When Lex was m*rder, he left all his Kryptonian research to Tess Mercer. Meteor rocks, crystals, and artifacts ... she keeps them all in a safe. I think she has something that might work on Davis. It's black kryptonite. I need you to steal it.
Oliver: Because if there's meteor rock in there, it could k*ll you. I get it. Well, it's been awhile, but I can probably find my way into the ice queen's vault.
Clark: Thank you. I knew I could count on you.
Oliver: That's never gonna change. Believe me, I know how difficult this is. We're supposed to be the good guys. But sometimes, we have to get our hands dirty when it's necessary. It's the only option. We need to k*ll Davis Bloome.
[ Footsteps approach ]
Clark: look, Chloe, don't worry about it, okay? I don't want you involved. You've been through enough already.
Chloe: Clark, I just survived a gothic romance with Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I think I can handle anything you throw at me.
Clark: I'm gonna save Davis.
Chloe: What? When did you plan on telling me this?
Clark: I wasn't gonna tell you till after we took care of it.
Chloe: Clark, you told me that you sent Oliver on a mission to find your own brand of Kryptonian hemlock.
Clark: I lied. I don't know, Chloe. It seems like in order to do the right thing lately, there has to be all these lies and secrets attached. I didn't even know if Oliver would help me if I told him the truth.
Chloe: Which is?
Clark: My parents once used black Kryptonite to split off my Kryptonian side. I'm gonna separate Davis from the beast and use this crystal to send Doomsday to the Phantom Zone.
Chloe: Spare me the Kryptonian mumbo jumbo. You have to bend the rules on this one.
Clark: When I took Davis to the Fortress, you stopped me from sending him away. You knew he was worth saving.
Chloe: I was wrong.
Clark: No, you weren't wrong, Chloe. Look, I know what you've been through, but there's still a side of Davis that's human.
Chloe: So, then what if the plan fails?
Clark: It won't. Sometimes, justice ... it's not about making the easy decision. Sometimes, it's about finding that last bit of good in someone and saving them from themselves. You taught me that.
[ Cellphone rings ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Chloe: What is it?
Clark: It's from Dr. Emil. Doomsday struck again.
Emil: J'onn J'onzz gave me the heads-up when Granville Police got the call. He's stalling local authorities, but we have to move fast.
Bone spur embedded six inches into concrete? You're right. Doomsday did make an appearance.
Emil: Yeah, and unfortunately, he had an audience ... a man and a woman, both d*ad.
Chloe: Clark, we have to stop him before he kills more innocent people.
Emil: Well, maybe they weren't so innocent. They were both meteor-infected. And from the evidence we've gathered, it looks like they were hunting him.
Great. When Tess made Davis public enemy number one, we have supercharged bounty hunters on the case.
Chloe: Who died doing what they believed was right.
Maybe. But I think something else is going on here. Two victims died from very different causes.
[ Sighs ] She's been marked. You sure the beast k*lled her?
There's not a mark on her body.
Emil: It's because he didn't k*ll her. This did. It's a temporal-lobe implant ... GPS device that's also a small expl*sive. I don't know what triggered it, but when it went off, it k*lled her. It was blown into her ear canal where I found it.
So someone other than Doomsday wanted her d*ad, someone who was controlling her. And monitoring her.
Clark: Chloe, are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah, I think all the mayhem is just a little more than I can handle. I'm gonna go outside for some fresh air.
Clark: Chloe. Look, I don't like you going outside alone, not when Doomsday could be so nearby.
Chloe: Clark, it's just outside. Trust me, if he comes back, I'll holler.
Emil: I know all that she's been through must be taking its toll, but I think something else is going on with her.
Clark: Why would you say that?
Emil: Her feelings for Davis Bloome may be stronger than she's telling you. Last week, she came to me, desperate to cure him.
Clark: She didn't tell me that.
Emil: Well, that's not surprising, Clark. [ Scoffs ] When it comes to affairs of the heart, everyone uses secrets and lies to protect the ones they love.
[ Cellphone dialing ]
Bette, I think we have a serious problem. You guys were there. You must have seen what happened.
It ticked me off that she screwed up the job. But all I did to Livewire was Hoover her powers.
Yeah, when we left, miss scaredy-cat had all nine lives.
I know it wasn't us. That's the point. There was an expl*sive microchip in her bra that landed her in a body bag.
Bette: Look, I'm sorry she's history. What's it got to do with us? We're wasting time. We should be hunting down Godzilla before he tears down Metropolis.
Don't you get it? Tess put that thing in her head. I'm starting to wonder if we can believe anything she's said.
Bette: Look, Tess kept us out of jail and Belle Reve. She pays for our room, our ride, and our three squares a day. She gave me the home I never had, and she did a lot more for you. When everybody else turned their backs on us, she was there.
I don't want to believe it, either. But after all the tests and procedures we had at Black Creek, I mean, who's to say we're not chipped right now?
Bette: Do you know how long it took for Tess to put this team together? Why would she ice one of us in cold blood? She's done us too many solids to do something like that. Somebody else pulled the plug on Livewire, not Tess. Come on, we're finishing this job, just like we promised her.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Chloe: Bette, I think we have a serious problem.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Oliver: Your secretary said you were out. If your assignment was to insult your new business partner, you get an "A" plus.
Tess: And you flunked getting the hint. I don't have time for a wine tasting, Oliver.
Oliver: Corporate titans need to learn how to multitask, Tess. It's all business.
Tess: That's not a quarterly earnings report.
Oliver: You're always very perceptive. You know, I like that in a woman. It's a turn-on.
Tess: If I remember correctly, when it comes to the opposite sex ... there's little that doesn't turn you on.
Oliver: Actually, there's only been one woman that ever had that effect.
Tess: Nice try. I'm still busy.
Oliver: Well, it's to celebrate the reopening of the geothermal power station. I don't think you're understanding the significance.
Tess: No, I get the P.R. benefits.
Oliver: But the eco-friendly little girl, the one who wanted to grow up and be a marine biologist ... surely, she's excited that we're reducing our carbon footprint, right?
Tess: Well, thanks to all the men in my life, that little girl grew up. Now she only has time to worry about things like investor satisfaction and balance sheets.
Oliver: Well, I remember when the only sheets that separated us were made of silk. All you cared about was saving the planet.
Tess: Oh, I still want to save the planet. It's just some of the people that I could do without. Look, I have things to do, Oliver, so ...
Oliver: Yeah, no, I'm sure you're busy. So ... boy, I got to tell you that's a shame, you know? It's a '64 Soleil. It's from my private collection. I was thinking we could just take the afternoon off, and, uh, pop the cork.
Tess: Keep your cork ... in your pants.
Oliver: Your loss.
[ Whirring ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Chloe ... why did you take off without telling me and then not answer your cellphone when I called? And do you know I've been searching everywhere for you?
Chloe: Sorry, Clark.
Clark: Look, I've already got reasons not to trust Oliver, but now you? First, you want me to save Davis. Now you're asking me to k*ll him. So I need to know what's going on. I know you're hiding something.
Chloe: You're right, Clark. I've been lying to you ever since I came back. I know the girl who was k*lled. Her name was Leslie Willis, A.K.A. Livewire. And I was using the !sis computers to hack into Tess' mainframe, and I found all of this. Together with the other inmates from Black Creek, Leslie was part of a team assembled by Tess.
Clark: Eva Greer? Tess' assistant is meteor-infected?
Chloe: But Tess betrayed her. It was all a deception ... Aah!
Clark: Chloe? Chloe. Chloe. What's happening? Chloe ... tell me what's happening. Chloe. Chloe? Eva. This means that Chloe is still out there with Doomsday.
Clark: I can't believe I didn't see through Eva's disguise.
Emil: Well, she was a shapeshifter, Clark. It was her job to fool you. She knew that by posing as your best friend, she'd catch you at your most vulnerable. they've all been tagged.
Clark: As much as I hate what Eva did, she didn't deserve this. I know who k*lled her. She told me she and the others were all working for Tess.
Emil: Well, if Mercer has a team looking for Doomsday, then Chloe could get caught in the cross f*re.
Clark: I'm not gonna stand here and wait to find out. Tess Mercer needs to be stopped now.
Emil: Clark ... in my experience with rats, you never corner one, not when they're this lethal. She put k*ll switches in both Eva and the other girl. If the rest of her team is wired and you confront her, she could h*t a remote and k*ll them all.
Clark: You said these implants were also GPS devices. That means they work on a frequency. Do you think you can isolate it?
Emil: [ Inhales sharply ] I could piack onignal and locate the others.
Clark: Tess' people are hunting Doomsday. If I can find them, I can find Chloe.
Bette: Eva ... I've been searching downtown for hours. Look, the beast is M.I.A., and so are you. Look, I'm starting to lose it. Call me back.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Bette.
Bette: Get away from me!
Clark: [ Exhales ] It's okay. I'm here to help.
Bette: Right. Last time you helped, you gave me a one-way ticket to Belle Reve.
Clark: I know that Tess Mercer got you out. She promised to turn your life around, but she's not the friend that you think she is, Bette. She k*lled Eva and Livewire. She died right in my arms, and I'm here to make sure that doesn't happen to you.
Bette: You're lying.
Clark: How do you think I found you? Look, Tess Mercer ... she put some sort of k*ll switch in your temple. She's tracking you with it.
Bette: No. No, why would she do that? She sent us out to find Chloe and Davis. She said we were gonna be heroes.
Clark: You still can be. But first, we need to make sure that you're safe. So tell me where everyone is, and I'll take you to a doctor who can help. Then we can find Chloe and Davis together.
Bette: Not until that bitch is d*ad.
Clark: I know how angry you are.
Bette: You don't have a clue. But Tess Mercer is gonna find out how expl*sive my temper really is.
Clark: We're gonna turn her over to the authorities. That's the right thing to do.
Bette: You can afford to do the right thing, Clark. Nobody can hurt you 'cause you're some kind of superfreak. Me ... I want real justice, and I'm gonna make sure I get it.
Clark: I won't let you do that.
Bette: [ Scoffs ] You don't have the power to stop us.
[ Grunting ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
Parasite: [ Breathing heavily ] Dude ... I thought you were just fast on your feet. You're so much more.
Bette: Don't hurt him. There's nothing he can do. He's not in control ... this time.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Horn honks ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Grunting ] East east corridor secure.
[ Grunting ] Sweet dreams.
[ Beeps ]
[ Beeps ]
[ Door shuts ]
Plastique and Parasite fell off the grid 20 minutes ago.
Tess: Keep trying their cells. And come get me the moment that you make contact.
Oliver: No, please, don't stop getting undressed on my account.
Tess: [ Sighs ] You really don't know the meaning of boundaries, do you?
Oliver: Well, I know you sh*t me down earlier, but I'm always eager to try another flyby.
Tess: How did you even get past security?
Oliver: Must have been sleeping on the job.
Tess: Oh. Oliver, I think it's time for you to leave.
Oliver: Really? Okay.
Tess: Where the hell are your pants?
Oliver: Yeah, yeah, I hid my pants, like that time I hid your clothes in Fiji the cabana. Remember that? That was a good time. If I remember correctly, we spent the rest of the vacation au naturel.
Tess: You can streak down memory lane all by yourself. Those days are over for me.
Oliver: Really? Because I'm pretty sure I felt some of the old chemistry earlier this afternoon.
Tess: Oh, there was tension. Mm-hmm. But it wasn't sexual.
Oliver: Well, I beg to differ, Tess, because I've seen that look in your eyes before. What do you say, hmm? I'll fly you to places you never knew existed.
Tess: You know, you might want to cool your jets there, Ace.
Oliver: Maybe we should start over.
Tess: It's too late for that now. Oliver!
Thanks for the bolts you made me take from Livewire. I deep-fried your little chips.
Bette: We should have known you were only pretending to be the good mother hen.
[ Beeping ]
Looks like your freaks have come home to roost.
[ Thuds ]
Clark: Were you able to get through?
Emil: I tried calling the mansion, but all the lines were down.
Clark: Someone's got to warn Tess. I need to get to Smallville now.
Emil: Are you there yet?
Clark: I'm at the corner of Marshall and Beaman. I don't see anything.
Emil: All right, turn north, and walk about 30 feet. It's not faster than a speeding b*llet, but it'll get you there pretty quick.
[ Car alarm deactivates ]
[ Engine revs ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
Tess: [ Gasps ]
Are you in pain?
Tess: Huh?
Think of how Livewire and Eva felt when you popped their brains.
Tess: They betrayed us all.
You're the one who betrayed us.
Tess: Just tell me what you want.
First, you're gonna give us access to the inmate files from Black Creek. Then we're gonna reach out to everyone that suffered your injustice and form our own league.
Parasite: You may have recruited us, but we're free agents now. And with all that power, no one will ever mess with us ever again.
Cough up the password to those files.
Tess: I'm not about to let the world get taken over by a bunch of freaks.
Well, this freak's gonna make you talk.
Clark: Get away from her.
[ Grunts ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Bette: Gutsy move coming in with no firepower.
Tess: You're better than this, Bette. I know you are.
Bette: [ Grunting ] It's "Plastique" now. And, no, I'm not. If being better means letting people like her get away with m*rder, we'd rather be the bad guys.
[ Gasps ] Stop! Let him go.
Parasite: [ Grunting ] The pain is ... k*lling me.
Clark: You can stop the pain. Just give me my powers back.
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Exhales deeply ]
Oliver: [ Clears throat ] You'll be happy to know that our misguided teens are locked in a secret rehabilitation facility where escape's not an option and Tess won't be able to get her hands on them again.
Clark: So we can focus on finding Chloe and Davis. Where's the Kryptonite ring?
Oliver: It's in a safe place. You know something, Clark? You're lucky I had that thing. It saved your life.
Clark: You know that ring can k*ll me. Why would you keep something like that?
Oliver: I didn't make it. I took the ring after I took Lex Luthor's life.
Clark: You're responsible for the expl*si*n.
Oliver: You know, Lex may have been your friend a lifetime ago, Clark, but eventually, he would have k*lled you. That meteor-rock ring is proof of that.
Clark: Why were you wearing it? In case I don't agree with the next m*rder you plan?
Oliver: You know what? This is great, really, really great. You don't have the guts to take out the m*rder bastard. I come in, I mop up your mess, and what do you do? You get all self-righteous on me. We do what we have to do, Clark! And deep down in your heart, you know that that was my only choice 'cause you're gonna do the exact same thing when you find Davis Bloome. And all I can do is hope that the guilt doesn't weigh you down as much as it does me.
Clark: Thank you, Oliver. But I'll take it from here.
Oliver: All right, look, we don't see eye to eye on everything that's no secret, Clark. We're still on the same side.
Clark: No, we're not.
Oliver: I see. You're not gonna use that thing to k*ll him, are you?
Clark: I'm gonna use it to split Davis from the beast and send Doomsday to the Phantom Zone alone.
Oliver: Well, I guess I wasn't the only one hiding something, then.
Clark: I didn't have a choice, Oliver. I had to tell you what you wanted to hear so you'd get me the black Kryptonite.
Oliver: How many more lives are you willing to sacrifice if your plan fails this time, Clark?! Put your ego aside. You have a responsibility.
Clark: My responsibility is to do what's right. Like it or not, we stand for something. We set an example for others to follow. And if we don't, then we're no better than the people we fight.
Oliver: I'm not your enemy, Clark.
Clark: [ Sighs ] Then who are you?
Tess: You're looking for the crystal? Let me guess, Eva told you all about it. You know, I thought I finally figured out the whole Kal-El puzzle with the Veritas journal, but sending her in undercover did seem to reveal a few missing Kryptonian pieces.
Clark: So, what did you do ... have one of your Black Creek inmates steal the crystal before you had them m*rder?
Tess: I had nothing to do with their deaths, Clark. Black Creek was Lex Luthor's project. The chips were implanted there. The technology was untested. If it malfunctioned, you can't blame me.
Clark: I'm sure there's no way to tie it back to you. You've already had your people cover your tracks. Where is the crystal?
Tess: I had it destroyed ... so that you'd have no choice but to k*ll the beast. Sending him to some otherworldly prison ... that's not enough. How many people like Plastique have you sent to jail only to have them slip through the system what if that happened again? You can't tell me that no one's ever escaped from this Phantom Zone.
Clark: This isn't your battle.
Tess: So you admit that it's yours. Clark, don't you see that I'm doing this all for you?
Clark: For me?
Tess: Yes.
Clark: You're so delusional, you put together a small army to make some fictional prophesy come true.
Tess: Clark, the mark of a true hero is somebody who's willing to sacrifice his own personal morality to help keep the world safe.
Clark: No one has the right to choose who lives and dies. I was beginning to think that you were different from Lex. I was wrong.
Tess: The difference ... is that he turned his back on you. But I still believe. I understand ... that if everyone was more like you, the world would be a better place. But the truth is that that's out of your hands now.
Clark: [ Scoffs ]
Tess: You can't avoid your fate.
Clark: Lex did teach me one thing. The word "fate" is used by people who've lost sight of who they are. Why are you so determined to see Davis Bloome die?
Tess: That's simple, Clark. An entire civilization's survival depends on it.
[ Whirring ]
Is Kal-el ready to fulfill the prophecy?
Tess: I did as you asked. The crystal has been destroyed.
Then you shall be the savior of Kandor. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "08x21 - Injustice"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on May 14th, 2009 Season Finale
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Rokk: We've come from the 31st century. We are the legion.
Oliver: Arrow ...
Woman: Canary, Impulse ...
Watchtower is officially online.
Tess mercer, acting C.E.O. of LuthorCorp.
You're my boss?
We'll always be there for each other. Forever.
I have put up with you taking someone else's side over mine ... first Clark and then Davis?
Davis: I won't k*ll Clark if I'm with you. The darkness ... it doesn't come out when Chloe is around. She makes me ... human.
Chloe: Please don't try and find us. I will find a way to save you.
I took Lex Luthor's life.
You're responsible for the expl*si*n.
You got good instincts, jimmy. There's an opening on my staff, and something tells me you'd be perfect for it.
Say that Clark Kent, the unassuming journalist ... steps out of the shadow into his red and blue, creating two completely separate identities?
When I'm ready to tell the world my secret, you'll be the first to know.
I'm only a phone call away.
I destroyed the legion ring. Controlling time ... it's too dangerous.
Be careful in the days ahead.
Tess: There is a savior among us. And until you fulfill your destiny, he won't have his great challenge to overcome.
Clark: I am not some problem to be solved.
Get I get it. It's too early.
Why are you so determined to see Davis Bloome die?
Tess: An entire civilization's survival depends on it.
And now the season finale of "Smallville."
Rokk: Thanks for meeting me.
Clark: I'm not the one who had to travel 1,000 years to get here.
Rokk: Yeah, well, I just hope that I'm not too late.
Clark: For what?
Rokk: The future. Now, I know that anytime we travel back, we take the chance of disrupting fate. And to be honest with you, Kal, after coming back here and trying to change the future, I might not have one to go back to.
Clark: Look, I don't understand. You said the future would be safe if we got rid of Brainiac.
Rokk: Yes. Everything is safe. Brainiac is gone ... but so are you. When you saved Chloe's life, you saved her connection to doomsday. She stopped you from sending him to the phantom zone. She made him invulnerable by trying to k*ll with kryptonite. And now because of Chloe, you cannot defeat him.
Clark: I'd never take back my choice to save her.
Rokk: [ Chuckles softly ] I believe yours got a little ... scorched. Use the ring. Send doomsday to the future. The legion's there, and we are ready to fight him.
Clark: The legion didn't unleash doomsday. I did.
Rokk: Kal-el! You need to understand that there is nothing on this earth that will stop him from k*lling you.
Clark: My father always told me I was sent here to save mankind. Maybe this is my true destiny. How much time do I have?
Rokk: Tomorrow is the day you die.
Chloe: Maybe it's sleep deprivation, but I can't exactly see a toga-clad woman in the stars up there.
Davis: It's Demeter. And her daughter, Persephone, was taken by Hades to the underworld. And Demeter ... she enlisted the gods' help to find her daughter, but when Hades offered Persephone her chance at freedom, to everyone's surprise, Persephone chose to live underground with the dark prince. [ Laughs ] We're actually gonna pull this off, aren't we? Find someplace to ... slow down, build a life together.
Chloe: As long as we can keep the gods from hunting us.
Tess: Tell me you have a lock on their location.
We traced the radiation left on Bloome after he att*cked neutron, but we've got another problem.
what the hell.
Oh, my god.
We heard an expl*si*n. Then the security cameras and power pulsed. We thought a transformer had blown outside.
Tess: The orb ... someone stole the orb.
No one could have broken in here without ...
Tess: you just said that the system went down!
Only for a few seconds. But, miss mercer, you should know that our security believes the door was blown off from the inside.
Tess: You have no idea how many lives are at stake. Find that orb.
Lois: Chloe's missing with some beastie boy, and you're doing what exactly?
Clark: No one wants to find Chloe more than I do.
Lois: Except maybe me. Clark, I haven't slept in days, and I am dangerously close to a caffeine O.D.
Clark: I hadn't noticed.
Lois: [ Exhales heavily ] Okay. Do you want to at least tell me about this little novella you're working on that's so important?
[ Beeps ]
Lois: No. Great. Another ricochet off the impenetrable force field. Forget it.
[ Telephone ringing ]
Lois: Hello.
Clark: [ Distorted ] Miss lane.
Lois: It's you.
Clark: I've been searching for your cousin Chloe. I am gonna find her.
Lois: How did you even know she was missing?
Clark: I've been keeping an eye on you.
Lois: To be honest, I ... was ... kind of hoping for that. But I-I didn't know how to call you, and then now, all of a sudden, here you are out of ... out of nowhere to save the day, and I just ... I'm rambling again. You just make me so, um ... I don't know how I'll ever be able to repay you for this.
Clark: You could do me a favor. I need you to publish a letter for me.
Lois: What letter?
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: [ Exhales heavy ] You're here, aren't you?
[ Paper crinkles ]
Clark: You're not supposed to open it yet. Can I count on you to publish that letter if anything happens to me?
Lois: "Goodbye"? What do you mean "goodbye"?
Clark: Sometimes, we can't outrun our destiny.
Lois: But I thought you were invincible.
Clark: So did I.
Lois: I want to meet you. I have to see your face. I have to see you. I-I want you to show me what you can't show anyone else. You can trust me. Please.
Clark: I'm sorry. That's not a good idea.
Lois: Look, you can come through this.
You have to. And when you do ... how do you feel about phone booths?
Clark: They're fine.
Lois: Um, there's one on 4th and main. Let's say midnight. I'll be there. I hope you'll be there, too. And thank you. If anyone can save Chloe ... I know it's you.
[ Air whooshes ]
Present and accounted for.
Were you able to get the schematics?
What do you think?
[ Air whooshes ]
Geothermal facility care of queen industry and LuthorCorp.
[ Knocks ]
All right, what's with the black hole? Rokk said nothing on the face of the earth could destroy the beast.
So let's put him under it. The geothermal facility created one mile of tunnels beneath the earth's crust. So it's the final resting place for the bony space inv*de.
If I can manage to get him down there, can you access the detonators in the shaft?
I can override it.
Are we really gonna bury him alive?
Clark: Not all of him. There's still a side of Davis worth saving. Bart, this is for you.
It's a rock.
Clark: Careful with that. It's a very special meteor rock. It can split the Kryptonian from the human side of Davis.
Oliver: And what if that doesn't work? What if you end up unleashing a monster that's unstoppable, that doesn't have a conscience?
Clark: This is the only option.
Oliver: Well, what about ton of getting rid of a serial k*ller before he has a chance to beast out? You've never wanted to admit it ... but there is a darker side to humanity. I know there is. I'm looking at it right now. Not everyone's worth saving. We need to take care of Davis Bloome.
Clark: And by "take care of," you mean m*rder?
Okay, dudes, you guys have got, like, some [Chuckles] Some ... some serious tension going on here. Ollie, what's he talking about?
Clark: Oliver crossed the line. He k*lled Lex Luthor.
You're making a big mistake.
You're not one of us anymore.
Is that right?
I'm in.
Oliver: Do you have the decryption key?
Yeah. Hope you have better luck than I did.
Call me when you have Chloe's location.
Lois: Ow!
[ Thud ]
Lois: Jimmy, you stepped on my hand!
Jimmy: Next time, don't leave your hand on the floor under a desk in an office you're not supposed to be in.
Lois: I'm sorry ... did I just get a lecture from jimmy Olsen?
Jimmy: Who were you talking to?
Lois: No one.
Jimmy: Lois, what are you doing here?
Lois: I'm looking for Chloe and Davis.
Jimmy: The head of Tess' security has been staked out at the talon apartment ... creepy but telling. The only problem is her 8-gig mini brain is encrypted.
Lois: Not anymore.
[ Beeps ]
[ Keys clacking ]
Jimmy: Tess is definitely tracking Chloe and Davis. Most of this is from a couple of days ago, but if I can just get in ... .
[ Beeping ]
Bingo. Looks like Chloe and Davis are on the outskirts of edge city, and so am I.
Don't take your eyes off of them. Let me know if they move.
[ Beeping continues ]
[ Door closes ]
[ Mouse clicks ]
Ugh!
Tess, Lex already tried to break down the technology of that orb.
Tess: Hey, Lex knew that orb wasn't from this earth. It called to me. There's li inside that can't be f until the traveler kills the beast. What you're unleashing ... ... it could be the end of the world.
[ Exhales heavily ]
[ Beeps ]
Lois: Clark, we found them. I'm uploading their location.
[ Beeping ]
[ Shattering ]
Chloe: Davis!
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Dinah, Bart. What's going on?
Sorry, Clark. We couldn't risk losing you.
[ Whooshes ]
Clark: [ Grunting ] [ Grunting ] Don't do this.
Don't worry, Clark. It won't k*ll you. It'll just get your ego out of the way, so we can do what needs to be done.
Clark: [ Grunts ] You're making a mistake!
Tess: I kind of miss the maid costume.
Lois: I've stopped cleaning up after you.
Tess: You could have fooled me. I expect from my reporters a little better reconnaissance, but then again, the bar's always been a little bit lower for you, hasn't it?
Lois: Look, I know family loyalty means nothing to you, but I would do anything to find Chloe. If that means you need to f*re me ... pull the trigger.
Tess: I plan to, but this actually has very little to do with Chloe. [ Sighs ] You saw it, didn't you?
Lois: Seriously, you have a significant deficiency of pronoun modifiers going on.
Tess: Lois, where is the orb?
Lois: What orb?!
Tess: The alien technology from my vault.
Lois: [ Sarcastically ] That. I guess asking for severance is out of the question.
Tess: I didn't want this.
Lois: No ... you just want to take over the world with some alien nation.
Tess: I am trying to save the world.
Lois: What's wrong with Greenpeace?
Tess: Ugh! What's going on?
Lois: Sorry about the tranq, beautiful. It, uh, kind of snuck up on you super fast.
Chloe: Where's Clark? You found a way to k*ll him, didn't you, and Clark wouldn't go along with it.
Dinah: No. He wanted to play devil's advocate with the actual devil, split the Kryptonian from the human.
Chloe: Black kryptonite.
Only one glitch in his plan ... the whole beast part. Last time we checked, he couldn't control his thornier alter ego.
Chloe: But I can. As long as I stay with him, he doesn't change. Please don't do this to him.
Davis: They have to. Chloe, it's t working anymore. Chloe, wait.
Chloe: Davis, just focus on me, okay? We'll get through this together, just like we always have.
I'm sorry. It's too late.
[ Grunts ] We need to go now.
[ Growling ]
[ Roaring ]
Chloe, no!
[ Snarling ]
Chloe!
[ Clark groans ]
Jimmy: Clark?
Clark: [ Grunting ] Jimmy ... The dart. Aah!
Jimmy: Whoa. Check this out!
Clark: Ugh!
Jimmy: Your cut ... it's gone.
Clark: Jimmy ...
Jimmy: No. No, I'm not buying it. That whole "you're here one second, and then you're not"? You took a b*llet, and the next day, you were fine. I mean, I-it's like you're some kind of super ... ... guy.
Clark: Jimmy ... I am the red-blue blur. You were right. About me and about Davis. You were the only person to put it all together. I'm sorry that I lied to you.
Jimmy: [ Breathing heavily I knew it. [ Laughs ] I was so right!
Clark: Look, jimmy, I need your help. Do you still have that wedding gift ... the one for Chloe that you said you never gave to her?
Jimmy: Yeah, I couldn't bring myself to get rid of it.
Clark: All right, well, I need you to give it to her now. And whatever happens to me, you need to make sure that Davis and Chloe are safe.
Jimmy: Davis?
Clark: Jimmy, do you trust me?
Jimmy: Always, C.K.
[ Air whooshes ]
Jimmy: That is so cool. - ( Pulsing b*at )
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Chloe? Hey, are you okay?
Chloe: I think so.
Clark: What happened here?
Chloe: Exactly what you wanted, Clark. I split him. I unleashed the beast.
Clark: Where did he go?
[ People screaming ]
[ Doomsday roaring ]
Clark: I'll get him back here, but I still need you to detonate the expl*sives.
Oliver: Clark, you get him down that tunnel, we'll take care of the rest.
Clark: Can I trust you?
Yes.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Helicopter blades whirring ]
[ Thudding ]
Clark: Lois.
[ Crashing ]
[ People screaming ]
[ Doomsday snarls ]
Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!
[ Screams ]
[ Roars ]
[ Whimpers ]
It's okay.
[ Thudding ]
[ Growls ]
[ Crying ]
[ Growling ]
[ Growls ]
It's gonna be okay.
Thank you.
Chloe: Clark said you'd bring us somewhere safe. [ Chuckles ] What is this place?
Jimmy: It's your wedding present. Well, it was. [ Chuckles ] I was gonna give it to you after the reception, but ...
Chloe: my wedding present?
Jimmy: It needs some work. I know. But ... So did we. [ Exhales sharply] I just ... I saw us here, you know? Starting our life together, taking something that the rest of the world had forgotten about and ... making it ours. You can see all of metropolis from here. From anywhere in the city, you can spot this place. I thought that no matter where you were, you could look up, and.. you could see our home. You could see me watching over you.
Chloe: I don't know how you do it. You always seem to come through. You're always there doing the right thing, saying the right words. Jimmy, there's so much that I want to tell you.
Jimmy: I know about Clark.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] What? What exactly do you know?
Jimmy: The wh. I saw him. [ Chuckles ] And I saw what he can do, who he is. And now I see all kinds of things. [ Chuckles softly ] I see what you have sacrificed for him. For everyone, really.
Chloe: That's the reason I went with Davis ... to protect Clark. That's the only reason.
Jimmy: It all makes sense now. But the way I see it, you are as much of a hero as he's ever been. What you have gone through, what you've risked.
Chloe: And what I've lost. I've lost so much. The only thing I really miss is you.
Jimmy: Well, now you found me again.
Chloe: I'm so sorry I left, jimmy, but I promise ... I never left you.
Jimmy: [ Chuckles softly ] [ Gasps ] [ Gasps ]
Chloe: Jimmy!
[ Thud ]
Davis: So, um ... this whole time that you were with me, it was for Clark?
Chloe: Davis, just put that down.
Davis: How could you do this? I loved you. You're the only one ... who ever loved me. Why? Why?!
Chloe: I thought I did. Okay? But really, what I wanted to do was save you.
Davis: Save me? There is nothing left ... to save! Aah! Agh!
Chloe: [ Breathing heavily ] Jimmy? It's okay. You're gonna be okay.
[ Sniffling ] I'm sorry.
Chloe: No. I love you.
Jimmy: [ Chuckling softly ] [ Sniffles ] [ Exhales sharply ]
Priest: He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me. May Henry James Olsen rest in peace.
[ Boy sniffling ]
Chloe: Hey. You must be jimmy's little brother.
[ Sniffles ]
Chloe: Well, I think that this belongs to you. He would have wanted you to have it.
Thanks.
Chloe: Who knows? Maybe someday, you'll follow in his footsteps.
Chloe: Clark. You're alive.
Clark: Hey.
Chloe: How did you survive the geothermal expl*si*n?
Clark: Just before Dinah pressed the button ... I don't know. I got out ... before the blast, but not fast enough to save anyone else. Chloe ... I've searched everywhere. There's no sign of Lois.
Chloe: [ Cries softly ] I saw someone tacking her photo on a missing-persons report. [ Chuckles ] And I keep thinking that maybe, you know, maybe I haven't ... lost everyone. You were there today, Clark, weren't you? I really needed you. Why didn't you come to me?
Clark: I'm the reason jimmy's d*ad. Oliver was right. I put humanity on a pedestal. It wasn't a Kryptonian beast that k*lled jimmy. It was a human.
Chloe: I was standing right here, Clark. I know full well who k*lled jimmy.
Clark: This place, Chloe ... just get rid of it. Just walk away and don't look back.
Chloe: You don't get it, Clark. Jimmy is here. He's watching over me. He knew me so well, he knew this place would be perfect. Jimmy wanted to know that no matter where I was in this city, I could look up here and see this beacon ... the watchtower. And look ... Dinah, Oliver, and Bart all disappeared. Maybe it's up to us to bring them back home.
Clark: Home? I don't have a home.
Chloe: I don't like the way that sounds.
Clark: I've always tried to forget I was an alien. Or a creature. I've always tried to pretend I was human. I was raised to believe it was my Kryptonian part that was dangerous, Chloe, but I was wrong. It's my human side. It ... it's the side that gets attached, the side that makes decisions based on emotions. That's my enemy. And Davis proved that to me.
Chloe: So, because of some psychopath, you're gonna cut the rest of us out of your life? Clark ... human emotion is what made you the hero that you are today.
Clark: They're what's stopping me from being the hero I could be. It's what the world needs now.
Chloe: What are you saying?
Clark: Clark Kent is d*ad. Goodbye, Chloe.
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Lois: Clark? Anyone home, sweet home? [ Sighs ] Guess not. Mrs. K wouldn't approve. [ Whimpers ] Shelby! Hey. Don't tell me Clark's ditched you, too, hmm? I know. Smallville isn't the same without Smallville, is it? [ Chuckles ] So, if he's still on his whirlwind walkabout, who's been feeding you, huh?
Shelby: [ Panting ]
Lois: Hmm.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Lois: [ Scoffs ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
John: Hey, beautiful.
Lois: Are you still at the office?
John: No, no. Sitting behind a desk just isn't the same without those pretty brown eyes of yours ... I don't know ... glaring at me.
Lois: Nice John: Since you didn't want to grab dinner tonight, I spent the time ... searching out news. And you'll never guess what I found.
Lois: If I do, will you take me off your speed dial?
John: [ Laughs ] Very funny. Your favorite freak's been at it again, and this time, the story's mine.
Lois: Take it, sticky fingers. There are plenty of headlines to go around. Oh, my goodness. Never thought you'd be willing to share The Blur, Lois. We should celebrate ...
over coffee. Your place or mine?
Lois: Or neither. Besides, I'm not exactly being generous. You know, The Blur catches more bad guys before breakfast than most cops do in a day.
John: Hell, that's the problem. He's not a cop. He's a vigilante ... with superpowers and a thing for the letter "S."
Lois: Well, then, he's done a super job cleaning up Metropolis. Thanks to him, the city can sleep at night.
John: What if he screws up? How do you hold him accountable? No one's even seen his face.
Lois: John, after everything The Blur's done for the world, how can you be such a cynic?
John: Well, apparently, I don't suffer from the same softhearted ...
hero worship you do.
Lois: At least I have a heart. You got to lighten up, John. Spend a little less time on the dark side of the street.
John: There's another side to The Blur, and I'm gonna expose it.
[ Cellphone closes ]
Lois: Okay.
[ Wind gusting ]
[ Horn blares ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Loud heartbeat ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Muffled chatter ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Motor whirs ]
[ Groans ]
[ Light fixture breaking ]
John: [ Groans ] Hello? [ Exhales sharply ] [ Groans ] Hello?! Aah! Aaah!
[ Inhales sharply ] Aah! [ Groans ] [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Creaking ]
[ Squish ]
John: [ Groans ] [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Pulsating ]
Woman: Hush, little baby, don't say a word Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird and if that mockingbird don't fly Man: Don't forget to zip up your jackets, kids.
Woman #2: Looks like you got a letter from your son, Mrs. O'Brien.
Man #2: So ... will you marry me?
Woman #3: If you promise to love me forever.
[ Siren wails ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: No!
[ Shelby whimpering ]
Lois: [ Breathing heavily ] Hey, Shel. Thanks for the wake-up call.
Shelby: [ Panting ]
Lois: These dreams are like midnight movie madness in my head. [ Sighs ] Okay. [ Sighs ] [ Sighs deeply ] At least I can rise and shine to a better world, courtesy of The Blur. [ Sighs ] Okay, Lois. Whew. [ Sighs ]
[ Shelby whimpers]
Chloe: Uh, Lois ... why is Clark's dog welcoming me home?
Lois: Oh, I dropped by the farm yesterday, and I found Shelby all alone with her Wheaties. I thought Clark secretly came back and didn't tell us.
Chloe: So you decided to call him out by dognapping his furry friend? Lois, I'm sorry. I'm the one that has on pooch patrol. Clark still isn't back yet.
Lois: I know ... I called Mrs. K, and she said he's visiting cousins in Poughkeepsie. I mean, how long can you stay in Poughkeepsie?
Chloe: Sounds like someone misses him.
Lois: Please. I don't miss Clark. [ Chuckles ] I just can't stand the new guy that's at his desk. He is a textbook hero-hater.
Oh, come on. Who hates The Blur? Anyone who reads can see how great he is.
Chloe: It looks like he really is spreading his wings, doesn't it?
Lois: Yeah, I just hope he's not ... spreading himself too thin. I mean, he sounds a little lonely. I can hear it in his voice.
Chloe: His voice? Did he call you again?
Lois: [ Exhales sharply ] Well, I am his one and only contact at the paper.
Chloe: So it was work-related, then.
Lois: Not really. I mean, he calls when I'm at work, and ... he relates things to me. But I think sometimes he just calls to chat. I think maybe I'm the only person in his life that he can really turn to.
Chloe: Wow. That's incredible.
Lois: I know, right?
[ Chuckles ] Anyway, can we table this tell-all till later? I have to get ready. It's time to step back into the ring with a certain C.E.O.
[ Both smooch ]
Bye.
Bye.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Shelby?
[ Whistles ]
Shelby: [ Whimpers ]
Clark: Shelby? Hey. How you doing?
Chloe: Lois stopped by and found Shelby here alone with a dishful of food. Now, don't worry ... I covered for you. But you should know that you're now on her radar.
Clark: Thanks. I'll be more careful next time.
Chloe: Dressed like that? Clark, what if I was Lois? She would take one look at you and realize that Clark Kent is The Blur.
Clark: I told you ...
there is no Clark Kent.
Chloe: No disrespect to your Kryptonian calling, but ... coming back to feed the dog is about as human as it gets. Are you still reaching out to Lois as The Blur?
Clark: She told you?
Chloe: You're supposed to be training with Jor-El. Does he know you're still talking to her?
Clark: Jor-El doesn't need to know.
Chloe: So you're lying to him. You said you're turning your back on all your human attachments, Clark, but apparently, only when it suits you.
Clark: You're talking this all too personally, Chloe. And I understand you're still angry about Jimmy.
Chloe: We both sacrificed a lot so that you could become the hero you're meant to be. Now quit backpedaling, Clark. Commit to what you started before more people get hurt.
[ Door opens ]
[ Siren wails ]
John: Oh, god, it hurts. Oh, get it out of me, please. [ Groans ]
Emil: Okay. Cooler heads, people. Let's get a trauma panel, U.A., type and cross for four. I want more film on his chest and arms. I'm Dr. Hamilton. You are?
John: [ Straining ] I'm a nightmare. Look at me [ Groans ]
Emil: All right. Who did this to you?
John: I don't know. I, uh ... I got h*t ... by a truck ... and when I woke up, this ... this was in me. What is it? What is all this?
Emil: My initial assessment ... someone has surgically implanted a bionic matrix in you.
John: Oh, geez.
Emil: It appears to be powered by ... a fragment of ... of meteor rock.
John: So, you can ... you can take it out of me, right?
Emil: I'm afraid not. They removed your heart.
John: No. No.
Emil: This apparatus is the only thing keeping you alive.
John: [ Gasping ] I got ... I got to go.
[ Monitor beeping ]
His epi levels are spiking.
[ Grunting ]
Emil: I need a sedative now!
John: No sedatives! No! No! No! Get off me!
[ People screaming ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Lois: Seriously ... what is it with you and physical v*olence?
Tess: The last time you and I saw each other, things did get a little ... physical, didn't they?
Lois: And then what happened, Tess? Inquiring minds want to know.
Tess: You don't remember?
Lois: Well, a three-week concussion can do that to you. But I think that you bonked me on head and then held me somewhere.
Tess: Held you? That's wishful thinking, Lane. When I came to, you were already gone. We never did get to finish what we started, though. Little rematch?
Lois: I won't fight you, Tess. I just came to tell you that I'm not leaving the Daily Planet.
Tess: You were never leaving, Lois. I fired you.
Lois: Well, I'm not gonna get into the whole "she said, she said" thing with you. But I do have friends at The Inquisitor, and they would just love to run a story about LuthorCorp's C.E.O. and her plans to launch a hostile alien takeover of the world.
Tess: [ Chuckles ] Except no one would ever believe you.
Lois: Maybe. Maybe not. But do you really want the attention? I'll see you at the office.
[ Chuckling ]
Lois: Shouldn't you be in school?
Stuart: She's got a little f*re in her.
Tess: Stuart. What is it?
Stuart: Um, it's about your missing Kryptonians here. I extrapolated a dozen potential destinations, and I think I know where they're pit-stopped in Metropolis.
[ Beep ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Door slams, locks ]
[ Gasps ]
Emil: [ Exhales sharply ] I understand it took Chloe ... years to get used to your entrances.
Clark: I heard what happened on the police scanner. Is it a meteor freak?
Emil: No. The man that did this is something far more disturbing. I'd loosely classify him as a cyborg ... part man, part machine.
Clark: Someone built him.
Emil: Against his will.
Clark: I've seen this before. Lex had similar projects.
Emil: Not like this. Clark, they took his heart ... evidently to make room for his bionic body's new energy source, a meteorite fragment. And the synthesis between meteor and machine clearly increased his strength, but it also boosted his adrenaline, intensifying his emotions. I fear the longer that rock powers his body, the more it'll poison his mind. We have to do something to help him soon, or he could turn homicidal. He already put one of my orderlies in a coma.
Clark: I need to find him before he hurts anyone else.
Emil: He didn't give me his name, but he did ... leave this behind. It must have dropped out of his pocket.
Clark: These are given to every new employee at the Daily Planet. He must work at the paper.
Emil: Well, then, he won't be hard to find. The green glow's hard to miss.
Clark: Emil, I need a favor.
[ John grunting ]
John: Hello?
[ Echoing ]
John: Your favorite freak's been at it again, and this time, the story's mine.
Lois: Well, then, he's done a super job cleaning up Metropolis.
John: What if he screws up?
Lois: Thanks to him, the city can sleep at night.
Emil: This apparatus is the only thing keeping you alive.
[ Horn honking ]
John: No, no.
[ Grunting ]
John: There's another side to The Blur, and I'm gonna expose it. Becca.
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Pulsating ]
John: I don't know. I don't know how this happened ... Becca ... and I don't know who did it, but ... I know ... why. It's a gift. It's a gift. [ Chuckles ] I thought I just wanted to unmask ... [ Breathing heavily ] ... The Blur, but now I know what I've wanted to do all along is ... is k*ll him. [ Breathing heavily ] And now I can do it with my own two hands.
[ Pulsating ]
Tess: Don't know, I don't know how you did it, Lane, but H.R. just made it official. Welcome back. Where's Corben? I got an assignment for him.
Lois: You mean God's gift to journalism? 5 bucks says he's out stalking The Blur.
Tess: Keep it for cab fare. I need you to head down to the hospital. Cover his story. Patient went on a rampage ... destroyed the E.R.
Lois: You're giving me Corben's leftovers?
Tess: Make a meal of it, Lane!
[ Telephone rings ]
Lois: Daily Planet. Lois Lane, your first choice in reporting.
Clark: [ Distorted ] Lois ... I need some information.
Lois: It's you.
Clark: Something just happened at Metropolis General in the E.R.
Lois: Oh, yeah. I know all about it. I'm covering the story. Got any leads?
Clark: Not yet. I don't know the man's identity, but I do have his keys. I think he works at the Daily Planet.
Lois: He works here? Hey, do you want me to find out who's missing their keys?
Clark: No. I ... just wondering if you may have noticed anyone who's ...
Lois: I am so on it.
Clark: No, Lois. Listen to me. This man is dangerous. He's some sort of superhuman cyborg, and I don't want you to get hurt.
Lois: You really do care about me, don't you?
Clark: Lois ...
Lois: Okay, okay. I'll just keep my eyes open. I swear. But if I do see anything, it's not like I can call you from the bullpen.
Clark: Then I'll call you at our phone booth.
Lois: You think of it as "our phone booth," too?
Clark: Just be there at 7:00.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Lois: [ Sighs ]
Lois: Hey. I need to get into the archive room, but forgetful Lois forgot her keys. Can I borrow yours?
Man: [ Sighs ] Make sure you return them, Lane.
Lois: I just remembered where I stashed mine. Hi. I'm doing a special-interest piece. They say you can tell a lot about a person from their keys. May I? Is that a foot?
Man: For luck.
Lois: Superstitious and disgusting. Chloe?
Chloe: Lo!
[ Mouse clicks ]
I was just checking my e-mail.
Lois: You know, when I asked if we could table our talk about you-know-who, I meant until I got home.
Chloe: Actually, the only table I'm here about is the kind they serve lunch on. I was thinking maybe we could celebrate you getting your job back.
Lois: I would love to, but I'm kind of already on a job. I'm working for you-know-who Chloe: The Blur?
Lois: Mm-hmm.
Chloe: Doing what, exactly?
Lois: Hunting down a real-life terminator.
Chloe: Lois, that sounds dangerous. Why is he not doing that himself?
Lois: Oh ... sometimes, heroes can't do it all on their own, Chloe. That's why they need sidekicks. Rain check on lunch.
Stuart: These were all stolen from different LuthorCorp facilities over the last week. Your "visitors" managed to hack into the low-rent rm sys shocker. Security didn't notice anything was gone until this morning, but I tracked the container's GPS. This technology was meant for several unrelated projects.
What were they building?
Stuart: Maybe Frankenstein's monster. I scaled a few of the firewalls over at Met Gen, and I found some pretty sick x-rays. Not exactly your basic bypass surgery.
Tess: LuthorCorp has the best scientists on earth, and none ever thought to put these pieces together.
Stuart: It's impossible to put this much turbocharged hardware into one person. The equipment alone requires a massive power source.
Why did he give someone such a major power-up and then just let him go?
Stuart: Maybe it was a test ... to see if it would work. They could still be monitoring him.
Tess: Zod and his people are one step closer to getting their powers.
Lois: [ Sighs ] [ Chuckles ] Well, it looks like the night shift finally clocked in. What happened ... try to shave in your sleep?
John: Why do the electronic records in this place only go back a year?
Lois: Hello. Lois. Banter, banter, banter. What happened? Did your snappy patter set with the sun?
John: Where are the records?!
Lois: Little less snap and a little more patter, please. Okay. It's a new system. They haven't transferred it all over yet. There's a hard copy of everything in the archive room. What are you looking for?
John: [ Breathes heavily ] The Blur. He didn't come out of nowhere, Lois. There must be some kind of origin story.
Maintenance crew's already been through there.
Lois: Don't forget your keys.
John: I need to borrow yours.
Lois: You don't have your keys?
John: [ Chuckles ] I must have lost mine.
Lois: Keep them. I'll get them in the morning. It's late. I should go. Please call. Please call. Please call.
[ Telephone rings ]
Lois: Hello? It's me. Look, I know who he is. The man from the hospital ... his name is John Corben.
Clark: Lois, I asked you not to. Please be careful.
Lois: Corben has a supersized grudge against you, and if he's as powerful as you say he is ...
Clark: I'll be fine. Just promise me that you're headed home and not back to the office. Lois? Lois?! Lois?
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Corben.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Chloe, Lois has been kidnapped. I need your help.
Chloe: Tell me this isn't because you let her chase down that sinister cyborg all by herself.
Clark: I told her not to get involved.
Chloe: Clark, what did you think she was gonna do? This is Lois. You know, she was just referring to herself as The Blur's sidekick.
Clark: I should have never called her in the first place, but I can't let anything happen to her now.
Chloe: Well, Dr. Emil td me about this guy, and he said he has a Kryptonite heart, okay? You're not gonna be able to get close enough to him to do anything about it.
Clark: He gave me this. This is an E.M.P. grenade. It'll blast an electromagnetic pulse and stop any electronic device within 50 yards. I'm hoping it'll stop him long enough for me to get Lois to safety.
Chloe: Yeah, well, will it work against meteor rock?
Clark: It's a chance I'm willing take. The guy's name is John Corben, and he works at the Daily Planet. I haven't been able to find him anywhere.
Chloe: Clark, I wish you had come to me with this. Lois doesn't have any experience dealing with these things.
Clark: Things have been easy with Lois lately. Talking to her just felt right.
[ Beep ]
[ g*n ]
John: Hey, sis, I got your care package. It's, uh, it's funny, you know. I always thought it sounded ridiculous when people said it, but I-it's kind of like having a piece of home. Saw the DVDs and the notes that you sent me. Awesome. Um ...
[ g*n ]
John: I miss you. Oh, and you better be practicing Foosball also, because I'm taking my title as soon as I get back there, all right?
[ g*n ]
John: Listen, do me a favor, okay? Just be safe and be careful in the city, all right? I-it's not like home. All right?
[ g*n ]
John: Love you. I love you. Bye.
Chloe: That's his sister ... Rebecca Corben. She was m*rder in her apartment in Metropolis three months ago while he was overseas.
Clark: Wait a minute. He ... bought the building just a few weeks ago. Maybe that's where he took Lois. Thanks, Chloe.
Chloe: Wait ... Clark ... be careful.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Look, I know you're new at the Planet, John, but I'm pretty sure H.R. frowns on this kind of thing.
John: I heard you ... [ Breathes heavily ] ... Lois. I heard you talking to him. So, just tell me who The Blur is ... [ Breathes heavily ] ... And I'll let you go. I promise ... I'll let you go.
Lois: I already told you ... I don't know. Since when did you become a living Lite-Brite?
[ Pulsating ]
Lois: What happened to you, John? Huh?
John: I'll show you.
Lois: Okay, take it easy there, Chippendale. I-I think I want the shirt back on.
John: [ Breathing heavily ] Who is he? Lois ... who is he?
Lois: I don't know.
John: Who is he?! [ Breathes heavily ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Get away from her!
[ Pulsating ]
It's you.
[ Inhales sharply ]
John: The Blur.
Clark: I don't want to hurt you, John.
John: You already have. My sister's d*ad because of you. A prison bus ... crashed. All the men inside would have died, but you saved them all. And in the confusion, a cold-blooded k*ller escaped.
Clark: And he m*rder your sister?
John: What ... gives you the right ... to interfere with our lives and to change our fates?!
Clark: I'm sorry about your loss, John. What happened to your sister was tragic. But you need to control yourself. The meteor rock is causing an ... an adrenaline rush. You're not thinking straight.
John: Control myself? That's easy for you to say. It doesn't take ... much to stay in control when you watch from the shadows. You stand apart from the world ... while the rest of us live in it. Even when it breaks your heart.
[ Beeping ]
[ Powering down ]
Clark: Lois.
[ Pulsating ]
Clark: [ Grunting ]
John: Now I'm gonna show you what it feels like to lose somebody you love.
Clark: Lead.
[ Metal clan ]
[ Sizzling ]
John: What's the matter ... Blur? A little meteor rock got you down? Who knew the mighty ... Goliath could be taken down ... with a simple stone?
Clark: John ... no!
[ Metal creaking ]
[ Pulsating ]
[ Powering down ]
[ Metal clanks ]
[ Gears whirring ]
Clark: You're safe now, Lois. I'm here.
[ Groans ]
Lois: [ Chuckles ] It's you. You saved me. After all our phone calls, I finally have you standing right in front of me, and I don't know what to say to you. Please let me see your face.
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Lois, I'm just glad you're okay. I'm coming home right now. Okay. I'll see you soon. Clark.
Clark: This view really puts things in perspective. Jimmy knew exactly what he was doing when he bought this place.
I really miss him.
Clark: [ Exhales softly ] I took the easy way out, Chloe. I should have been there when you needed me. I'm sorry.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Clark, there's nothing easy about burying everyone you love in your past.
Clark: I'm afraid I haven't even done a very good job of that. Maybe I'm trying to fill the void by hanging out on rooftops, eavesdropping on people ... people who are connecting.. and living. Thinking, what's the point of protecting life ... if you've lost your sense on how to live it? Maybe I can't do this, Chloe. Maybe I can't completely stay away.
Chloe: Stay away from her, you mean. Lois means something to you ... something more. So, does this mean that Clark Kent is coming back for an encore?
Clark: Oh, um, I don't know. But I can't let that life interfere with my training.
Chloe: Clark, lurking around building edges at midnight, pining after the life you ve up isn't exactly amping your hero performance, either.
Clark: You know ... maybe I was naive to think that you just turn a corner and never look back. But either way, Kal-El needs his human disguise now more than ever.
Chloe: Why do you say that?
Clark: Went to the Daily Planet to look at Lois' computer and found that Tess had loaded it up with serious spyware.
Chloe: You mean, she didn't rehire Lois of the goodness of her heart? She wanted to find out where Lois has been the last three weeks. Now, if she figures out ... she was in the future and brought back a Kryptonian who says I'll end the world ... Tess already knows way too much about you. We can't let her get to Lois' memories before you do.
Lois: Heartless bastard.
[ Thud ]
Lois: [ Sighs ]
Clark: I'm gonna be needing that.
Lois: Clark Kent. You're back. I was beginning to think your family lived on some distant planet.
Clark: Must have really missed me.
Lois: Uh ... only because the guy who sat in your desk was a certifiable psychopath. Otherwise, I've been so busy, I didn't even notice you were gone.
Clark: Missed you, too, Lois. Anything exciting happen while I was gone?
Lois: Well, you'll never believe it, but I helped The Blur stop a homicidal maniac.
Clark: Really? You know, I would love to hear about it.
Lois: Okay. [ Sighs ] Well ... it all started when this guy showed up with this major grudge against The Blur. He also happens have these bionic arms and a big, glowing rock for a heart. But that's way later on in the story.
To think such a small rock could give someone so much power.
Tess: Can he be revived?
The subject's operation has left him more machine than man. His vital signs have simply gone offline.
Stuart: You have the coolest stuff. Wha ... wh ... hey. What?
Tess: You work for me now, which means you knock before you enter. Did you find the Kandorians?
Stuart: Check it. Look. These symbols appeared all or the world the same night that Zod arrived. Now, I don't have e definitive translation for them yet, but ... the design shares similarities to Kryptonian words for "blood," "nobility,"
and "family."
Tess: Looks like a family crest. So there are more of his people out there. How many of these did you find?
Stuart: Hundreds, okay? And I think you might recognize this one.
[ Beep ]
Stuart: There's more. Look.
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Clark: [ Groans ] [ Groaning ] [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Cellphone vibrating ]
[ Car alarm wailing in distance ]
[ Alarm stops ]
[ Muffled indistinct shouting ]
Clark: Lois.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Lois. Lois, are you okay?
Lois: [ Snarls ] [ Snarling ]
[ Radio tuning ]
Man: ... Along the Israeli/Syrian border. Initial reports claim Israeli jet fighters b*mb a guerilla base, k*lling 49 soldiers and 13 civilians. Damage to the base is said to be heavy, and the Israeli jets are reported tve mad back to their headquarters safely.
[ Radio turns off ]
[ Thud ]
Lois: [ Chuckles ] You can put away the pepper spray, Smallville. It's only me.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] I wasn't hiding.
[ Cellphone snaps shut ]
Lois: Well, looks like another thrilling Friday night ... just you and me flying the red eye on this paper airplane. [ Chuckles ] Almost like you never left the cockpit.
Clark: Well, it's nice to have my copilot here.
[ Thud ]
Clark: What's with the bag?
Lois: All-nighter survival kit.
[ Bag rustling ]
Lois: Comfort food ... comfort footwear ... and comfort music ... chicken soup for my soul.
Clark: Everything okay? You ... you just seem a little off.
Lois: The only thing I'm off is a certain blurry butt-kicker's to-do list. A little over a week, and not so much as a, "sorry, I've been busy saving the world, but got to run."
Clark: I didn't realize the two of you were actually seeing each other Lois: now at this point, it's not really seeing so much as still looking, but a girl's got to hope.
[ Computer beeps ]
Lois: Okay, get your engines going. Looks like there's a major f*re on East Brunswick.
Clark: You know, if we're gonna be here all night, I'll get some coffee.
Lois: That's what I love about you, Smallville ... I say "f*re," you say "food." I'll take mine black.
[ Drawer closes ]
Lois: That was quick.
[ Sniffs ] Do you smell smoke?
Clark: No.
[ Computer beeps ]
Lois: The f*re just got put out ... by The Blur. He is so amazing. Here you and I are just having a coffee while he's out squelching five-alarm fires in three seconds flat.
Clark: Two seconds. Not that anyone's counting.
Lois: Yeah.
[ Computer beeps ]
There's a high-speed motorcycle chase out near the bypass.
Well, at least somebody's getting a little action tonight.
[ Blows softly ]
[ Keys clack ]
Lois: Clark, this is ice-cold. Never mind. I'll get it myself.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Metal screeching ]
[ Tire screeches ]
Clark: Oliver. Is this your idea of fun now that you've hung up your bow?
Oliver: Should have known it was you ... Clark Kent, the king of buzz k*ll. You and your pet rock put on a hell of a barbecue. But I had my money on Doomsday, so ...
Clark: You can try to play it off as a joke, but I know that the loss of Jimmy affected us both.
Oliver: Well, I guess God's got a sick sense of humor. Oh, I'm sorry. Shouldn't be taking you're in vain.
Clark: What, you need to hear me say it? I should have listened to you. I should have gotten rid of Davis instead of believing in him.
Oliver: It's a little late.
Clark: I'm trying to make up for what happened, not add myself to the casualty list.
Oliver: Yeah, well, I can't get my thrills leaping tall buildings or outrunning speeding b*ll*ts. We mere mortals ... we have to rely on a tweaked-out Ducati and the road Clark: You know that you're meant for more than this. This isn't you.
Oliver: Who are you, huh? W-what's all this? What's the "S" stand for? What is that, "superstar"?
Clark: It gives people hope.
[ Siren wailing ]
Oliver: I'll tell you what, Clark. Why don't you, uh, go ahead and plaster your symbol of superiority all over the city so people can worship you like some kind of modern Jesus. That's what you want, right? That's why you're here ...
here to save us?
Clark: You need help.
Yeah, well, maybe. But I hate to break it to you ... not everybody believes in the second coming.
[ Engine turns over ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Wailing continues ]
[ Computer beeping ]
[ Door opens ]
Tess: Have you found them? They should have reported in by now.
They may have run into trouble. They didn't send out an S.O.S. and I should like to think that 12 ex-Navy S.E.A.L.'s could hold their own.
Tess: The longer it takes for us to locate these Kryptonians, the more they'll blend in and disappear.
[ Man screams ]
[ g*n ]
[ Earpiece beeps, static ]
[ Electricity zaps ]
[ Rustling ]
[ Rustling continues ]
Tess: It's okay. It's just ...
[ Growls ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Cellphone beeping ]
[ Panting ]
[ Snarls ]
[ Cellphone thuds ]
[ Screaming ]
[ Snarling ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Snarling ]
[ Screams ]
[ Grunting ]
Clark: It just doesn't make any sense. Tess is not the nervous-breakdown type.
Lois: But she is the lying, cheating, scheming type. You keep enough secrets, they start to back up on your brain, Clark. Seriously ... alien orbs? Now she's rambling about zombies? It all adds up to "C"
for "crazy."
Clark: Just trust me. There's got to be more to the story than that.
Lois: Look, I respect how quickly you managed to get the lowdown on little Miss Lithium's mental break, but sometimes you can be a little gullible.
Clark: Really? Why don't you call your new best friend and get him to weigh in on it?
Lois: I-I'm not gonna cry wolf just to get a pity call from Studly Do-Right.
Clark: Something tells me he'd side with me on this one, anyway.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Why, because you h have so much in common?
Man: Dr. Coats. Maybe it's psychological. We could go with a thorazine drip.
Dr. Coats: No, the delusions are most likely caused by the virus. But we can't identify it, and she's not responding to antivirus. I want her isolated. I'm sending all samples to the disease control lab.
[ Sighs ] Tess.
Clark: Come on, Lois. At least wait till she's awake to get your comment.
Lois: Don't you want to find out what made Cruella snap? Tess ... what happened to you? Care to comment?
Tess: [ Snarls ] [ Snarls ]
Tess? It's me, Clark! Doctor! Please, do something!
Tess: [ Shrieks ]
Do something to help her now!
Tess: [ Snarling ]
Clark: Lois, are you okay?
Lois: [ Breathing heavily ] I've thrown down with Tess before, but not quite like that. Looks like there may be some truth in her story after all. Which is why I'm heading back to the office right now to write it.
[ Computer beeping ]
Chloe: Hey, care for a little lo mein?
Emil: I just came from that Korean macrobiotic place. They do an exquisite Cobb salad. Chloe, I couldn't help but noticing that you practically jumped out of your chair when I came in here. I'd prefer if there were no secrets between us.
Chloe: Then you're in the wrong business.
[ Chuckles ] R
[ whoosh, door opens ]
Clark: Chloe, I need your help. Can you run a blood test on this? It belongs to Tess Mercer. She's infected with something. Lois and I went to go see her at Met Gen. She att*cked us both.
Chloe: That's different than the way she is on every other day how?
Emil: We'll get right on it.
Chloe: I'm already in there.
[ Computer bee ]
Well, Looks like she had some visitors this evening.
[ Computer beeps ]
And not the friendly kind.
Emil: Viral rage ... can be traced to a dysfunctional interior singular cortex ... the part of the brain that controls the primitive fight-or-flight instinct ... leaving the victims vulnerable to hyper-aggression.
[ Computer bee ]
The dcte's pretty impenetrable.
Clark: That's okay. The Disease Control Agency sent in a specialist today. Do you think you can get something out of him?
Emil: I could try. It'll take me at least a half-hour to cross town.
Clark: Do you get motion sickness?
Emil: Mm, not really. Why do you ask?
[ Air whooshes ]
Really?
[ Sighs ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Footsteps approaching ]
Emil: Dr. Coats. Emil Hamilton. Has her condition changed at all?
Dr. Coats: [ Amplified ] I'm afraid not. Now the virus has spread to 31 people and counting.
Emil: Any idea how the virus metastasized so quickly throughout her body?
Dr. Coats: Well, generally something spreading this fast is airborne. We're about to quarantine the hospital, and they've sent a team over to Mercer's office.
Clark: The Daily Planet? I thought miss Mercer called an ambulance from the Luthor mansion.
Dr. Coats: No, she arrived at work experiencing some type of a mental trauma. Paramedics picked her up at the Daily Planet.
Clark: Lois.
[ Electricity zapping ]
[ Click ]
Lois: Randall?
[ Receiver hangs up ]
Lois: Randall. Still sleeping on the job, I see. Rise and shine, Randall. I've got a major news flash for you.
Randall: [ Snarling ]
Lois: [ Gasps ] [ Gasps ] Clark!
Clark: Lois, I'm gonna get you out of here.
Lois: You have no idea what you're up against. I'll get us through this.
[ Hissing ]
Clark: We got to go.
[ Hissing ]
[ Screams ]
[ Snarling ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
Clark: Are you okay?
Lois: That was close. Yeah.
Clark: You're hurt.
Lois: I'm okay.
Clark: Let's get you someplace safe.
Woman: I know I was supposed to give this back to you after I checked your license, but ... I couldn't help myself. A lot of platinum cards in here. [ Chuckles ] But I bet this is the most valuable one of all. Who's she?
Oliver: It's, um ... [ Clears throat ] She's just someone I used to know.
Woman: Hey, watch it. Just because I let that speeding ticket slide doesn't mean you can speed in here.
Oliver: Well, I apologize, officer. Don't sh**t. But I've been up since, uh ... since like 4:00, yeah, on Tuesday. So those pills right now are the only thing keeping me vertical right now.
[ Clatter ]
Oliver: It's fine. Just leave it.
Woman: [ Scoffs ] Is this a camera?
Oliver: [ Chuckling ] A what? It's some kind of spyware. Well, it's not mine. I've never seen this.
Woman: Right. And it just accidentally got caught on your belt buckle? So you could ... what? ... plaster my butt all over YouTube like Pamela Anderson?
Oliver: [ Clank ] Okay, first of all, no one's on YouTube looking at Pamela Anderson's butt.
[ Chuckles ]
Woman: Don't call or e-mail.
Oliver: Don't worry. I never do. Mercy.
[ Computer beeps ]
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Hey. I've isolated a suspect enzyme from Tess' blood, but I still haven't been able to find a match. Anything new from the DCA?
Emil: No, just they think the virus is airborne and might have been deliberately released by someone. As you can see, I created a model of the virus path.
Chloe: Oh.
Emil: Dr. Coats said the virus induces sleep so that it can germinate. If we could just mimic the enzyme. We can create an antidote. We just need to find the right blood match.
[ Computer beeping ]
Emil: Hmm. I've only ever seen an enzyme like that once before ... in Davis Bloome.
Clark: Do you think they've quarantined the city?
Lois: Probably. They found out it was an airborne virus. You realize that means we could both have it.
Clark: We can't think like that.
[ Helicopter blade whirring ]
Lois: I'm just saying ... once we go out there, we might not make it.
Clark: Lois ...
Lois: I'm serious. Those things are everywhere. It would just suck to go out without any ... closure. Clark, do you have any deep, dark secrets?
Clark: Do you?
Lois: [ Inhales sharply ] Last year, when I was talking with The Red-Blue Blur ... for the first time in my life, I was doing something that mattered. And I wanted to work with him because we did such good things together. [ Sighs ] But then I started to realize that ... I wasn't just doing it to save people. I was doing it for me. I just wanted to be with him.
Clark: We all get crushes, Lois. It doesn't make you a bad person.
Lois: You don't understand. I had never had this connection with someone before. Now that I have this connection, I don't want to go back to the way things were. This is embarrassing to admit. I don't want to be alone anymore.
[ Cellphone vibrating ]
Oliver: [ Sighs ] We got to go.
[ Inhales sharply ] Oliver? What are you doing here?
[ g*n cocks ]
Oliver: I was looking for Tess when the whole building went "Resident Evil." Come on. Got any idea what triggered this sudden appetite for human Carpaccio?
Lois: All I know is, one minute, my copy editor's dozing, the next, he's trying to bite my face off.
Clark: Same thing happened to Tess. She was asleep. When she woke up, she became one of them.
You think this thing incubates when people are sleeping.
Let's hope not. We only have a few hours till 4 million people get up to go to work.
That's one hell of a rush hour.
[ Elevator bell rings ]
get in here. You'll be safe.
Clark.
Clark: Someone's got to go for help.
Lois: Please, be careful.
Clark: Everything's gonna be all right. Okay.
Oliver: Good luck, Clark.
Clark: Oliver ... she's in your hands now. Don't let her fall asleep.
Emil: Chloe, I found the antidote, but we're running out of time. Where's this mystery, extraterrestrial specimen with Davis Bloome's blood type?
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: You're looking at him.
Emil: Well, that explains a lot.
Clark: How do you expect to draw my blood? There's no needle that can puncture my skin.
Chloe: Dr. Emil has a contact at LuthorCorp labs who sent over some liquid Kryptonite. We dip the needle in this, and it'll penetrate your skin. Here we go.
[ Clark groaning ]
[ Screams ]
Emil: You were right. The allergic reaction's quite intense.
Chloe: Get it out of him.
Emil: No, no, we need more blood.
Clark: [ Groans ]
Chloe: No!
Emil: Almost there.
Chloe: It's k*lling him!
Emil: Good. He's gonna be okay, Chloe. His vitals are within range. We need to get on that jet right now.
Chloe: No! I'm not leaving him here.
Emil: I don't have time to prep all the antidotes by myself. Thousands, if not millions, may be unknowingly affected. We have to get this into the water supply immediately. The sooner we do, the more people we can reach.
Lois: [ Sighs ] God, Ollie ... you're a mess.
Oliver: Yeah, I know. [ Sniffs ] [ Exhales sharply ] I'm sorry you have to see me like this ... Lois. [ Sighs ] Why don't you, um ... why don't you go ahead and tell me I'm full of it, Lois, like you always used to, huh? God, I miss you. I miss our days together. Deep down in your heart, I know you do, too. Lois. Lois! Come on. Hey, Lois? Hey? Wake up.
[ Grunting ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Cellphone vibrating ]
[ Tray clatters ]
[ Whooshing ]
Emil: All right, the antidote's permeated the water supply and achieved its target concentration.
Chloe: Well, that's great for the people who are taking a shower this morning, but what about the rest of us?
[ Thunder crashes ]
Emil: Well, that why we're seeding the atmosphere to release moisture ... deliver the virus in a knockout blow. We should be able to create a curative precipitation to blanket the city.
Man: We've reached our target coordinates.
Emil: Prepare to launch. In the event something goes wrong, I want you to know your contributions have been appreciated.
Chloe: Nothing's going wrong.
Emil: [ Chuckles ] Now I know why Oliver had such faith in you. He finally met someone who was a match for his confidence. Probably no surprise that you were the one to betray him.
Chloe: Are you gonna explain that not-so-subtle barb?
Emil: Well, you've been tracking Oliver and the rest of his league, haven't you?
Chloe: Apparently you've made yourself more at home at the Watchtower than I thought.
Emil: May I ask why you're spying on him?
Chloe: The longer they stay separated, the more vulnerable they are.
Emil: So you're protecting them?
Chloe: Yes. Someone has to. I'm not sure if you've noticed, but the people who are the worst at taking care of themselves are the ones the world actually needs the most.
Emil: I assume that no one else knows this.
Chloe: No, it's my secret. Now, the real question is ... will you keep it?
Emil: Well, I guess you'll just have to trust me.
[ Electricity crackling ]
Clark: Lois. Lois, are you okay?
Lois: [ Snarling ]
Clark: Lois? Lois!
[ Groans ]
Lois: [ Snarling ]
Clark: It's okay. You're gonna be all right.
Lois: [ Snarling ] [ Gasping ] [ Whimpers ]
Clark: Lois?
Lois: Clark. [ Breathing heavily ] Clark, what happened?
Clark: We made it.
[ Thunder rumbling ]
Clark: [ Sighs ] There we go. You only had to do one thing, Oliver ... keep her awake. But Lois almost died! You've spiraled down so far you couldn't even protect her. Is there any part of the person I used to know still there?
Oliver: Maybe not.
Clark: Look, I understand that it's hard trying to figure out how to come back from what happened. Maybe you need help.
Oliver: Actually, I thought about what you said, and ... I took a look in the mirror, and you were right. I've been running away from myself for a long time now. But now I know who I really am.
Clark: All right, then you know what you have to do.
Oliver: Yeah. [ Sighs ] Thank you, Clark.
[ Suit drops ]
Oliver: [ Sniffs ]
[ f*re crackling ]
[ Wallet thuds ]
Lois: Hey.
[ Door closes ]
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Uh, I just came by to say thanks ... and to apologize if I tried to rip your head off or anything.
Clark: [ Sighs ] You know, you have a ... pretty mean left hook.
Lois: I don't remember any of that. But I do remember seeing a whole new side of Clark Kent.
Clark: Which side was that?
Lois: I'll give you a hint. It starts with "H" and ends with "ero."
Clark: And I wasn't even wearing red or blue.
Lois: Well, you've got a long ways to go before you can do that. Still, I think we make a pretty good team.
Clark: Yeah, we do. [ Chuckles ] You never did tell me your secret.
Lois: Well ... relax, Smallville. Keep some mystery. You need to work every last drop of it you've got.
Clark: [ Chuckles ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Zod: Three things cannot be long hidden ... the sun ... the moon ... and the truth. That's from a sacred human text from a prophet they call Buddha.
Dr. Coats: Major Zod ...
Zod: No. And the truth is ... you've become reckless, haven't you? Unleashing a hostile virus to humanity. Have you lost your foresight?
Dr. Coats: I did it all for our survival.
Zod: Our cloak of anonymity is the only thing keeping our presence from this world. They will hunt us when they discover the virus' true origin.
Dr. Coats: They won't have the chance, sir. I found the secret to our abilities that was promised us. While you were finding our people, I discovered one of us right here in Metropolis, under our noses.
[ Paper rustling ]
[ Paper rustles ]
Zod: [ Exhales sharply ] Jor-El. He survived.
Dr. Coats: Major ... he didn't just survive. According to the news reports of miraculous saves around the city, he has the power from the yellow sun.
Zod: And yet we have none? He has chosen to harness the powers for himself and left us defenseless. Jor-El betrayed us.
Dr. Coats: Releasing the virus was the most effective way to uncover him.
Zod: Were you successful?
Dr. Coats: His blood was used to create the antidote to the virus. Track it. He's ours. I trust you see the risk was worth it.
Zod: It takes a certain kind of man to step outside the boundaries of his station. Kneel.
[ Metal slices ]
[ Thud ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x03 - Rabid"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 16th, 2009
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Clark: Isn't it time to move beyond these mental trials?
Jor-El: When you decided to return to your training, I assumed you were ready.
Clark: Tell me what you need from me.
Jor-El: The test of a true hero is to struggle with feelings of loss, not to avoid them.
Clark: I've come this far, and I'm not looking back. I can do this.
Oliver: I need you to pull an address off of Queen Industries' database. It's an engineer that I fired six years ago. His name's Winslow Schott.
Chloe: What happened?
Oliver: He snapped. He started bringing toys to work. Then he started hiding expl*sives inside the toys.
Woman: Oliver Queen, what are you doing in enemy camp?
Oliver: I've purchased controlling interest in LuthorCorp. Everybody down!
Winslow: How does it feel to not be in control for once?
Oliver: Untie me right now.
Winslow: After this little fella clangs his cymbals together 53 times ... it'll be the last sound you ever hear.
Chloe: Pieces of a toy b*mb were found in the wreckage.
Oliver: Lex deserved to die, Chloe.
Chloe: This is m*rder.
Oliver: This is justice.
Clark: Oliver crossed the line. He k*lled Lex Luthor.
Oliver: You're making a big mistake.
Tess: What the hell were you so afraid of?
Oliver: You. Maybe we should start over.
Tess: It's too late for that now.
Clark: You need help.
Oliver: Not everybody believes in the second coming.
Clark: Is there any part of the person I used to know still there?
Oliver: I took a look in the mirror, and you were right. I've been running away from myself for a long time now. But now I know who I really am.
[ Sirens wailing ]
Cop: All right, people, let's set up a perimeter. And somebody get me a damn sight line. We don't know how many hostages are inside. You, get me a barricade. Last thing we need is anyone getting in our way. Let's go! Let's move it!
[ Air whooshing ]
Clark: Don't bother pulling the trigger.
[ Beeping ]
[ Beep ]
[ Indistinct distorted voices ]
[ Tires screech ]
Lois: Clark! Did I miss him?
Clark: If by "him," you mean me, barely.
Lois: Not you ... The Blur.
Clark: Oh, he was long gone by the time I got here. I was just trying to call you.
Lois: From a pay phone?
Clark: A-apparently.
Lois: How'd you get here so fast, anyway? My guy at Met P.D. didn't leak this until a few minutes ago.
Clark: We all can't be as fashionably late as Lois Lane.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] [ Thinking ] Hello, sailor. [ Grunts softly ]
Clark: What'd you just say?
Lois: Nothing. You should get your hearing checked ...
[In her mind] hot stuff.
Lois: [In her mind] God, I am dragging ass today. I should go for coffee. No, actually, I should really get a B12 sh*t. I have to keep up with Clark. You know, you got to remember what the general always said ... on certain days, you wear certain underwear ... And why today, of all days, why you decided to go with the fl ...
[ Elevator dings ]
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Hey, Smallville.
Clark: You're in a good mood today.
Lois: Would be in an even better one if our black-clad hero in hiding would have stuck around long enough for a quote. We'd at least know what the Hell happened back there.
[ Elevator dings ]
Clark: What happened back there is, The Blur saved all those hostages ... end of story.
Lois: There's always more to the story, grasshopper. Word on the street is the b*mb isn't the one who flipped the switch. It was on a timer.
Clark: Why would the b*mb be on a timer?
Lois: I don't know. I'm not a mind reader. Why would you take hostages and not make any demands?
[In her mind] No voicemails? No E-mails? Just be a big girl and get over the fact that The Blur downgraded you from confidante to sidekick to nobody.
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Computer's frozen again. [In her head} Doesn't help that stupid intern Jeff took the last stupid maple bar from the stupid doughnut box.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Here you go. My eyes are bigger than my stomach this morning.
Lois: No. Okay, I love you.
Clark: A bump in blood sugar might help you from punching someone.
Lois: True. Give me that. Uh ... whyever whoever did what he did, he couldn't have picked a less-interesting place to have done it. Run-of-the-mill textile factory?
Clark: Run-of-the-mill textile factory which is a subsidiary of Queen Industries. You think it would be enough to get Oliver's attention.
Lois: [In her head] That only matters if Ollie's sober enough to give a crap.
Clark: Yeah, you might be right.
Lois: What'd you say?
Clark: What?
Lois: What?
Clark: Chloe, thanks for meeting me. I know you've been busy.
Chloe: What am I thinking right now?
Clark: I have no clue. So far, it's only been Lois.
Chloe: Okay. Well, I know that my Wall of Weird is so three upgrades ago, but I've spent enough time digitizing the strange and unexplained in my life to know that you don't just catch E.S.P. So the question is, how do we know that this isn't just your superhearing on the fritz?
Clark: As loud as Lois is, even she can't speak with her mouth closed.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] Good point. Okay, well, I'll see what I can dig up, but seriously, Clark, unless your warranty's expired, why don't you just check in with dear old Dad? Are you okay?
Clark: Yeah, I-I'd just like to bypass Lois' inside voice from here on out. I'm fine.
Chloe: I'll keep you posted.
Man: I can't miss this meeting, or I'm gonna get fired.
Man #2: Okay, so I ...
Woman: This isn't the life I wanted.
Man: He should have told me that before.
Woman: I'll show them on Monday.
Woman #2: Should have listened to Janet ... once a cheater, always a cheater.
[ Indistinct distorted voices ]
Clark: Jor-el. Reading people's thoughts. You said my trials had g*n. Is this one of them?
Jor-El: I've planted within you the seeds for this trial, designed to self-manifest when most needed. An event must have happened to trigger it, some kind of error or mistake in judgment.
Clark: I don't understand. I saved everyone in that factory.
Jor-El: Assumptions are flaws inherent in the human instincts you have adopted, but they are beneath you. What you have yet to nurture is your Kryptonian intuition.
Clark: You shouldn't underestimate humans.
Jor-El: Neither should you. Being able to discern why humans truly behave as they do will help you to better protect them. This ability is only temporary. You must learn to focus, Clark. Perception can be the difference between life and death.
Lois: Look, I know loose lips sink ships, but tight ones don't do a hell of a lot of good, either. Listen, Chatty Cathy, we just need one answer. You were actually a hostage, right? This one's getting us nowhere.
Woman: [ Foreign accent ] [ Inside her head ] Do not let them find out. They can't send me back. My baby needs me.
Clark: It's okay. You can talk to us. We're not I.N.S.
Woman: I am sorry. I saw a man.
Lois: Okay, so, let me get this straight. You're saying the guy who took you hostage was short and fat but also ... tall.
Man: Yeah, uh, way taller than your boyfriend there. Um, thin ... thin like a rail. {Inside his head } This is so exciting. I wonder who will talk to me next. The FBI? Maybe Interpol.
Clark: It's clear that this is the most excitement you've had probably ever. Now, you can mislead us, but interfering with a police investigation to keep yourself in the limelight will only land you in jail. Is that understood?
Man: Sorry. I didn't see anything.
Woman: [ inside her head ]
I don't care how cute he is. I'd better not get fired for this.
Lois: I haven't seen you eat a thing all day. Owed you from earlier ... low blood sugar and all.
Clark: Oh, look at this. Thanks for taking care of me.
Lois: Wait. Now we're even.
Clark: What else did you find out?
Lois: Mr. Murphy, our mystery man's puppet, just got out of surgery. He's still unconscious. Well, I've h*t enough d*ad ends for today. Really no reason for us to keep hanging out here, then, huh?
Clark: You're absolutely right. Why don't we just call it a night?
Lois: That's good. I have plans. [ Inside her head ] Lifetime and some chunky monkey ... or rocky road. Maybe both.
Clark: Lois. I was hoping that we could grab something to eat tonight once we finished up. You know ... you said yourself I hadn't eaten all day.
Lois: [ inside her head ] Is Clark Kent asking me out on a date, like a date date?
Clark: I'm not saying we should go on a date.
Lois: [ inside her head ] Oh.
Clark: Uh, just something ... like a date.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] As sweet as that notion is, Smallville, this is Metropolis on a Saturday night. We ain't getting in anywhere without a reservation. [ Inside her head ] Except maybe the truck rally downtown, but there's no way he'd ever ...
Clark: We could probably still get tickets to the monster-truck rally down at the coliseum. It doesn't start for a few more hours.
Lois: [ inside her head ] Shut up! [ Aloud ] I'll meet you there. Standard protocol ... two cars at the beginning of the night, no drama at the end of it. [ Chuckles ]
[ Glasses clink ]
[ Speaks Spanish ]
Oliver: [ Laughs ] Barkeep, I'm gonna need, um ... s-something cold, tall, wet, sexy. Put a, uh ... one of these in it, will you, please?
Woman: Tres.
Oliver: Looks like I got dollar bills. I got pesos. I got, uh ... is that a euro? I got this purple thing. These are fun. Um ... listen, why don't we ... just take the whole thing, and have a little vacation on me. How does that sound? Okay? All right.
[ Footsteps approaching ]
Man: [ Speaking Spanish ] What are you doing with my wife?
Woman: [ Speaks Spanish ] It's nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing.
Man: What are you doing with my wife?
Oliver: [ Speaking Spanish ] Which one is your wife? The short one? [ Sniffs ]Hmm? Or the ugly one?
Woman: No!
[ Screaming ]
[ Indistinct murmuring ]
Tess: Really?
Oliver: [ Sighs ] You know, Mercy, if you wanted more face time, all you had to do was ask.
[ sh*t glass thuds on countertop ]
Tess: This is me asking.
Chloe: Whoa! Lois! Why so fancy?
Clark: Monster trucks.
Chloe: Monster trucks? Lois, I've seen you do monster trucks before, and this is definitely more than that. I would say that this is strictly rhinestones-on-mud-flap territory. Who's the Prince Charming?
Lois: I never thought I'd say this out loud, but ... Clark Kent. I know, right? It's the weirdest thing. Of the five things to do in Kansas, Clark picked the one thing I've wanted to do for weeks. We've been on the same wavelength, like, all day today.
Chloe: I'll bet. Sort of like he's been reading your mind? Like he's hearing things that you've never actually said out loud?
Lois: Exactly. [ Sighs ]
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] That is the weirdest thing.
Lois: Me and Clark. I don't know. I mean, we certainly kick all kinds of ass at work, but lately ... it feels like we're more than just partners, you know? I think I've gotten so used to carrying the load all by myself, I ... what if I don't have to anymore, you know? Clark and Lois versus the world. Oh, wow. Kind of lost myself in there somewhere, huh? Don't wait up.
Mr. Murphy: [ In his mind ] He forced me to do it. It wasn't me. I'm innocent. He strapped the b*mb on me. I just work there. He said toys weren't good enough. He wants to play a game. He said Queen will pay for what he's done to him.
Clark: Toyman.
[ Air whooshes ]
Winslow: Let the games begin.
Tess: What the hell were you thinking, Oliver? [ Sighs ] They could have k*lled you.
Oliver: Yeah. [ Groans ] You didn't really give them a chance, did you? And now ... we'll never know.
Tess: Were you even aware that one of your factories blew up? Do you give a damn about anything anymore?
Oliver: Please tell me you didn't waste all that jet fuel to come down here and deliver me a lecture.
Tess: Your company's failing. Your stock is worth less than you think of yourself right now. There's only so much more loss the shareholders will be willing to accept. I'm tired of making excuses.
Oliver: Well, then, why don't you stop making excuses? Tell them the truth about me. Then you can become sole C.E.O. It'll be great for you. It's what you always wanted, right?
Tess: I've seen you go off the rails before, but this ... this vanishing act, huh? These binges. You're punishing yourself. Why? Oliver, what did you do? No matter what this is about ... I understand. You know that. Just talk to me.
Oliver: [ Scoffs lightly ] [ Inhales sharply ] You know, it sounds like you're the one who needs to do the talking. So I guess the real question is, what is it that you want from me?
Tess: I need your pretty face addressing our shareholders. Consider this one of the many favors you owe me.
Oliver: [ Inhales sharply ] Is that all you want?
Tess: I've learned not to expect too much from you, Oliver. Cheer up. You can fall down drunk in a gutter as soon as it's done. Wheels up in 20. [ Pats back ]
Chloe: [Inside her head ] It's a good thing he can't hear what I'm thinking or else ...
Clark: Or else what, Chloe?
Chloe: Or else I would have to tell you that I don't want you breaking my cousin's heart. Clark, how was I supposed to react when I find out that you've been rifling through Lois' brain like you lost your keys in there? You can't just trick someone into dating you.
Clark: I didn't trick her into anything, and it's not a date.
Chloe: You didn't see her when she left my apartment, Clark. Believe me ... it was a date. And to add insult to injury, now you're standing her up?
Clark: You know, I asked her out ... not on a date ... before I knew our b*mb was an innocent man.
Chloe: Toyman's back.
Clark: Winslow Schott is responsible for the expl*si*n in Oliver's building. That's why I didn't call Lois back. The last thing I need is her showing up here and following me into harm's way. Winslow's trying to smoke Oliver out of hiding. He's insane.
Chloe: Yeah, he was crazy enough before Oliver framed him for Lex's m*rder.
[ Paper crumples ]
Chloe: If he's trying to track Oliver down, he won't have a hard time doing it tonight. Oliver's addressing his shareholders at your requisite red-carpet, black-tie A.O.C. gala.
Clark: All right, you head back to Watchtower. If Winslow strikes again, we need to move fast.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Doorman: Mr. Pierson.
Man: Kirkpatrick.
[ Air whooshes ]
Doorman: [In his head ] Let's see ... "Kendall, Kennair ... " there it is ... "Kirkpatrick." [Aloud ] Have a good evening, Mr. Kirkpatrick. Name?
Clark: Kennair.
Doorman: You have a plus-one tonight, Mr. Kennair?
[ Tires screech ]
[ Grunts ]
Clark: Lois!
Lois: I can handle this, Smallville. You've already done enough tonight.
Clark: What are you doing here?
Lois: [ In her head ] Standing in the shadow of 6 1/2 feet of handsome.
No, Lois!
He doesn't get off that easy. Kick his ass! [ Aloud ] Do you honestly think that stacked parking, not having a cocktail dress, and being three steps behind you on your mystery-man story was gonna stand in my way? Did you? Or that you hid the fact that Oliver returned for the sake of an article? Clark, you can't get rid of me that easily. I have the Internet on my phone.
Clark: I can explain.
Lois: [ Laughing ] Oh! I know how the boys' club works. You wanted to scoop me on a story ... prose before ho's.
Clark: Now, wait a second.
Doorman: Good evening.
Lois: [ In her head ] How could you be so stupid, Lois? This was never about more than a story. Maybe it never will be. [ Aloud ] For your sake, there better be an open bar, because I think that Bone Dawg has my purse in his truck.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Clark: Now, Lois, I don't need your help on this one. I can do it on my own.
Lois: Maybe you'd like to think that you can, but we all know there's no way.
Clark: This is my headline.
Lois: [ In her head ] Oh, God, why would you let yourself get attached, Lois, you know better than that. They always leave. [ Aloud ] You know what? Maybe you're right. I'm gonna get some air ... some really private air. I'm out of here. Good luck flying solo. [ Pats shoulder ]
Clark: Lois ...
Man: Maybe I should buy her a drink.
Woman: I can't afford to lose any more money.
Man: How much lower can this company go?
Woman #2: Company can't be in that bad of shape. Look at this party.
Woman: Mercer never should have gotten us all into this.
Woman: Oh, I hope that comes out in the wash.
Man: Everyone said it was a gamble, but I wouldn't listen.
Woman: This stock was supposed to put him through college.
Man: She doesn't know this suit is a rental. She can't.
Man: What the Hell does she really want?
Man: I can't afford to lose any more money.
Woman: So the devil came wearing a blue dress tonight.
Tess: Ladies and gentlemen ... Your fearless leader, Oliver Queen.
Woman: Look who decided to grace us with his presence.
[ Scattered applause ]
Oliver: Thank you. [ Clears throat ] Thank you, everyone. "I know this has been a trying year for all of you, "and hopefully I can remain upright long enough "to say what ... [ Chuckling ] Needs to be said." Obviously, whoever wrote this speech has a pretty good sense of humor.
[ Light laughter ]
[ Beeping ]
Oliver: Excuse me. It's, um ...
sorry. Technical difficulties here. One moment.
[ Feedback ]
[ Indistinct talking ]
[ Talking stops ]
Clark: Thanks, Dad.
Winslow: Oh, yes, Mr. Queen, it's your old playmate Winslow Schott. I'm sure you remember. You framed me for m*rder, after all. And now that I've finally won your little game of hide-and-seek, I thought we might play something that I'm a little more comfortable with ... "Toyman says." Read everything I've written or you will die. Toyman says ... don't try to run, don't take a step. If you move one muscle, I will k*ll everybody in this room. Toyman says you're standing on a pressure plate. Toyman says ... you're standing on a b*mb! [ Laughs ]
Oliver: "I've never truly worked a day in my life, "too busy gagging on the silver spoon ... wedged down my throat." "And even when given a second chance at life, I was, uh ... I was unable to see past my selfish nature."
Toyman: Oh, don't stop there, Mr. Queen. We haven't even gotten to the good part yet.
Oliver: "Time and again, "I've put my own needs "over the needs of my devoted employees. "In fact, the only thing I've ever been selfless enough to part with is the blame ... " " ... for a heinous act."
Clark: No. Chloe, the trials aren't over. I just got my training wheels taken away. I think Jor-el wants me to use what I've learned. Can you hack the security feed to the building? He's got to be in here somewhere.
Chloe: I'm on it.
Oliver: "My name is Oliver Queen, "and I am a coward, "I'm a thief, "and ... and I am ... "
Toyman: Too ashamed to admit that you were really responsible for k*lling Lex Luthor. You didn't think twice about blamin' me for it!
Clark: Chloe, we have to get these people out of here now. Oliver's standing on a land mine.
Chloe: Just give me one second.
Oliver: "And I ... "
Winslow: Confess!
Man: The emergency alarm has been activated. Please move in an orderly fashion to the nearest exit. Thank you.
[ Alarm blaring ]
Clark: I'm not gonna ask. Nice one, Chloe.
Man: The emergency alarm has been activated. Please move in an orderly fashion to the nearest exit. Thank you.
Clark: Winslow, how do I disarm the b*mb?
Winslow: I don't know who you are, but you're interrupting my game. I can't just go changing the rules for someone who isn't even playing.
Clark: This isn't a game. It's a man's life Winslow: No. It is a game. And Toyman makes the rules now.
Clark: What you're doing is pointless. Oliver would never let those people die.
[ Blaring continues ]
Clark: But you already know that, don't you? You don't allow for human error. You have to control who wins. That's why you put a timer on the factory b*mb. The pressure plate that Oliver's standing on is fake, isn't it? It'ss on a timer.
Winslow: You follow my work. It's always nice to have a fan.
Clark: How long does Oliver have?
Winslow: Not long enough.
[ Blaring continues ]
Clark: You know what, Toyman, I might be your biggest fan. And I know that the real Winslow Schott would want to live and dance on Oliver's grave.
[ Thud ]
[ Whirring ]
Clark: No one wins the game if you both lose.
Oliver: [ Grunts ] [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Blaring continues ]
Clark: How'd you know the pressure plate wasn't real?
Oliver: I didn't.
Clark: Oliver ...
Oliver: I waited till the last person got out, Clark. I knew the expl*si*n wouldn't k*ll you.
Clark: Winslow ... at least the real Winslow ... has been arrested. Chloe was able to follow the feed from the earpiece. He's on the way to Stryker's as we speak.
Oliver: Speak your mind, Clark.
Clark: I haven't been paying enough attention to everything. There's been danger all around me that I haven't seen ... warning signs I haven't noticed ... ... and people in need that I've neglected. I didn't realize how bad things are. I haven't been here for you. I'm sorry.
Oliver: Well, with all due respect, Clark, I'm not sure I'm worth your concern. You know, when I was reading that speech in there, when I decided to, uh ... that speech wasn't just a laundry list of all my sins. It was ... it was a fact sheet. Ever tell you how old I was when my parents died? 5. I never really knew them very well. Everything about my life is not really mine, it's theirs. I didn't earn it ... and it's all a lie. You of all people know what it's like to wear a mask, right? That's all this is ... the Queen name, Green Arrow. Masks. And I just realized there's nothing underneath them.
Clark: There is something behind those masks. You're just afraid to face it. You're not running away from who you are. You're running away from who you think you're becoming. But you don't have to face it alone. Just because you've given up on Oliver Queen doesn't mean I have.
Oliver: Thank you.
[ Siren wails ]
Oliver: Sounds like they're playing your song. Go on, get the Hell out of here, go be a hero. Go.
[ Air whooshes ]
Oliver: No!
[ Glass shatters ]
Winslow: I ... want ... my ... lawyer! Hello?! Hello?! I want my lawyer! I know you can hear me out there!
Tess: Loud and clear, Mr. Schott.
Winslow: Oh, I know you. You're Oliver Queen's business partner. Sorry about ... trying to k*ll your boyfriend. [ Gasps ] You're not here for revenge, are you? [ Laughs ]
Tess: Something like that. Leave Oliver ... the Hell alone.
[ g*n ]
Winslow: [ Screaming, sobbing ]
Tess: Pretty please?
Winslow: Help! Someone! [ Grunts ] Help! [ Breathing heavily ] The guard will be back here any minute. You're crazy!
Tess: That guard is going on administrative leave, and he and I have a little agreement. See, you tried to escape, and he was only defending himself when he sh*t you in the knee.
Winslow: No. No, please. They'll put me in solitary. [ Splutters ] No. No.
Tess: Which is exactly where you'll need to be to spend some quality time with your new toy.
Winslow: What new toy? [ Breathing raggedly ] It's ... [ Exhales sharply ] It's beautiful.
Tess: It is. It's a meteor-rock-powered heart, and you're gonna tell me how it works.
Winslow: [ Breathing ragged ]
[ Printer whirring ]
Clark: You missed all the excitement last night.
Lois: If I remember correctly, it wasn't my excitement to have missed. Was it? I was expecting to read about the exploits of Metropolis' journalistic savior this morning.
Clark: Well, that's the thing ... I think I may have bitten off more than I can chew.
Lois: Really? What's this?
Clark: It's, uh ... it's me asking for help. I didn't exactly finish my story last nigh and I missed the deadline.
Lois: Okay.
Clark: I guess I'm not ready to fly solo just yet.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] The sky is a big place. There. Looks like you've got one too many names on there.
Clark: I just thought you'd want to have some creative input. [ Sighs ] Lois, I am sorry for letting you down.
Lois: Is this an olive branch? 'Cause there better be a whole tree somewhere in here. And maybe a new pair of jeans, too. You know, it's not every day Lois Lane allows herself to be stood up.
Clark: Well, then it's a good thing it was only like a date.
Lois: [ Chuckles lightly ]
Clark: I don't even know how someone would get a second date after messing things up like that.
Lois: Well, if people were to try that again ... they might want to do it on a slower news day ... hypothetically speaking.
Clark: Well, those don't come along very often.
Lois: No.
Clark: I'm sure people would make sure they got it right the next time ... hypothetically speaking, of course.
Lois: My thoughts exactly. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x04 - Echo"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on October 23rd, 2009
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Oliver: Lex deserved to die, Chloe.
Chloe: Are you listening to yourself?
Oliver k*lled Lex Luthor. You're not one of us anymore.
Oliver: You're making a big mistake.
Lois: Maybe I'm selfish. I can't share you with the rest of the world.
You may be on some death-wish fast track, but I could really use a little dose of hero about now.
Clark: You know that you're meant for more than this. This isn't you.
Who are you?
Oliver: "My name is Oliver Queen, and I am ... "
Clark: Chloe, we have to get these people out of here now. Oliver's standing on a land mine. How'd you know the pressure plate wasn't real?
Oliver: I didn't.
Clark: Is there any part of the person I used to know still there?
Oliver: Maybe not. I took a look in the mirror, and you were right. I've been running away from myself for a long time now. But now I know who I really am.
Victoria/Roulette: Now, that's the face of a guy who's down on his luck.
Oliver: Well, I think my luck's about ready to turn around. I don't remember seeing you earlier.
Victoria/Roulette: Oh, maybe not. But I've seen you before. Your type.
Oliver: And what type is that exactly?
Victoria/Roulette: The player who can't find a game to satisfy him.
Oliver: I'll admit I've lost a certain lust for life ... but luckily not other things.
Victoria/Roulette: Then play a game with me.
Oliver: I'm all in. It's not exactly the kind of game I had in mind.
Victoria/Roulette: You can only choose one.
Oliver: You're not joining me? Trips are more fun when they're for two.
Victoria/Roulette: This is just for you. I promise, it'll be worth it. Of course, you do have a choice. But ... what do you have to lose?
Oliver: Absolutely nothing.
Man: Yeah!
[ People cheering ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Coughing ]
[ Pounding ]
Oliver: What the hell?
[ Pounding continues ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Oliver: What the hell is ...
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: About time you got home. Shelby's great and all, but the conversation ... a little one-sided.
Clark: Shouldn't you be riding a mechanical bull somewhere? It is Friday night.
Lois: Correction. It's movie night. I hope you like sharks. We're gonna start with my favorite Clark: one you have your hands full with all your laundry. Maybe we should make movie night another weekend.
Lois: It's called "multitasking," Clark. You should try it sometime.
Clark: Right. I hope I have enough detergent. How do you even have anything left to wear?
Lois: If I suddenly found myself shirtless. Oh, poor Clark. Here. F.Y.I. ... That did not just happen. Come on! It is called "Smallville" for a reason, Clark. What else do you possibly have to do tonight? It'll be fun.
Clark: [ Sighs ]
Woman: Stop! Stop it! No! Let me go!
Clark: You know what we need? Some popcorn.
Lois: Don't forget the extra butter.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Car alarm blaring ]
[ Horn honks ]
Woman: Please!
[ Thud ]
Aah!
[ Blaring continues ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: See? We're already having fun.
[ Indistinct talking ]
Oliver: Can anyone hear me?! Come on ... think. Just think. [ Grunts ] [ Breathing heavily ] Come on. Come on. Come on. [ Grunts ] [ Gasps ] Come on. [ Grunts ] [ Grunts ] Okay. Ugh!
[ Breathing heavily ] The last time I trust a woman with a dragon tattoo.
[ Pounding, muffled grunting in distance ]
[ Pounding, muffled grunting continues ]
Oliver: Lex.
[ Pounding, muffled grunting continue ]
Man: Ha ha ha ha.
Oliver: Oh, you got to be kidding me. It's a hell of a game you're playing, Winslow! If the Toyman wants to play, you're gonna have to come out here and face me like a man.
[ British accent ] Winslow isn't responsible, Mr. Queen. Care to guess again?
Oliver: Enough. This ends now!
Man: If that's what you want, just say the safe word and the game will stop.
Oliver: What the Hell are you talking about? I didn't get a safe word.
Man: Because you didn't ask. If you don't care enough to learn the rules, you can't complain about the game continuing.
Oliver: Who is this?!
Man: I'll give you a hint. Tell me, Mr. Queen, who did you destroy?
Oliver: "Destroy." I-I've ruined a lot of lives.
[ Rattling ]
Man: I better keep this simple. Here's a yes-or-no question. Have you had your rabies sh*t?
[ Dog barking ]
[ Barking continues ]
[ Horn honks ]
Lois: Are you like this at the movie theater, too, Clark? I mean, these concession runs are really sweet, but you're up and down more often than the Cubs' batting lineup.
Clark: It's all the onscreen suspense. I guess it makes me hungry.
[ Woman scream]
Clark: What'd I miss?
Lois: There was this thing about a boat. And then just lots of dum-dum-dum-dum, dah-dum da-da da-da-da-da dum.
Clark: All right, Lois. You show up with every shark movie known to man and 11 loads of laundry when I've seen you take socks to the dry cleaner. Are you okay?
Lois: I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be fine? [ Exhales deeply ] totally not fine. Even if it is stupid ... but ... but it's not stupid. It's Oliver's birthday today, and we always go out for beer pong on our birthdays. But today is about to become yesterday in t-minus ... ... negative minutes. It's over. He totally missed it. How does a guy with nine phone numbers not return a phone call?
Clark: Probably just celebrating with someone else.
Lois: Wow. Tall, dark, and single. Go figure. Do you know something? You would tell me if you did, right?
Clark: I'm sure Oliver's just fine. But paying him a visit wouldn't hurt.
Lois: Great idea. Anchors up, Captain. Let's go.
Oliver: [ Coughs ]
[ Ringing ]
Oliver: Come on.
[ Click ]
Oliver: Chloe! It's Oliver. I really need your help.
Man: We're sorry, but your call cannot be completed as dialed.
Oliver: Oh, come on!
Man: You come on, Mr. Queen. Did you really think it would be that easy?
Oliver: Who the Hell is this?
[ Click ]
[ Dial tone ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Oliver: Just the woman I'm looking for.
Victoria/Roulette: I know exactly how you feel. [ Chuckles ] Don't make a scene. The people who set the game in motion are here. If they realize you're here, they'll k*ll you.
Oliver: And why should I trust you?
Victoria/Roulette: Trust your instincts. When the chips are down, they're all you have.
Ugh!
Victoria/Roulette: All in?
Oliver: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I need some answers. I don't even know your name.
Victoria/Roulette: It's Victoria! We don't have time for this!
Oliver: We're gonna make time, Victoria. Now, you tell me who's behind the game!
Victoria/Roulette: I work for some nasty guys. They don't exactly have an H.R. Department. It's my job to knock their targets out. If you hadn't taken that pill, they would have k*lled me.
Oliver: I'm gonna help you out of this, okay? Look at me. Hey, in order to do t I need to know what these people want with me. You understand?
Victoria/Roulette: I wish I knew. People hire them. They never tell me the client's identity or end game. Hell, I guess you're the only one that can answer that question. Who did you hurt so badly that they'd want to see you d*ad?
Oliver: Pick a name. My personal wars have left a serious casualty list 'cause I ... I kind of always figured it was easier for me to hurt the people I cared about than to stick around long enough knowing eventually I'd end up disappointing them anyway.
[ g*n ]
Victoria/Roulette: They found us!
[ g*n ]
Oliver: Hey! Come on. Victoria ... Victoria, listen to me. Hey. Victoria, look at me. Look at me.
Victoria/Roulette: Let me go. This is the only way I'll be free.
Oliver: Hey, you listen to me. You got to fight, okay? You got to hang on. Hey, look at me. Victoria, look at me.
[ Engine revs ]
[ Tires screech ]
Cop: Hands up!
Oliver: No, wait a minute. Hey, you got the wrong guy, okay?
Cop: Get up ... now!
Oliver: Listen to me! You got the wrong guy!
[ Electricity crackles ]
[ Exhales sharply ]
Lois: [ Sighs ] Looks like his party train already left the station. [ Scoffs ] Without me on board?
Clark: Doubtful. Lois, why don't you let me take you home?
[ Keys clack ]
Lois: Yes! [ Sighs ] Why would Oliver want to relive the night someone tried to Hindenburg him?
Clark: Lois, we should respect his privacy.
Lois: I can't imagine what he was going through just standing there. He looks like he didn't even know the b*mb t defu but then why is he ... oh, my God. He didn't know. Oliver tried to k*ll himself.
Clark: Lois, come on.
[ Tap ]
Lois: [ Gasps ] And you knew. Clark ... how could you keep something this serious from me?
Clark: I was trying to protect him.
Lois: From who? His friends?!
Clark: Lois, wait. I didn't think he wanted anyone to know.
Lois: Well, I'm not just anyone. Clark ... you lied to me. You lied right to my face. You said everything was fine. No. Nothing about this ... is fine.
Cop: Let me get this straight. You've no I.D., no witnesses, and no alibi. Why should I let a m*rder walk free?
Oliver: The people she works for ... they came after us, okay?! They sh*t her.
Man: Gentlemen ... ... this case just officially became FBI jurisdiction. Don't let me keep you. FBI ... I thought you could use those.
[ Door closes ]
Oliver: Thanks.
Man: I apologize for the way you've been treated, Mr. Queen.
Oliver: You know who I am?
Man: Mm-hmm. And we know about the game. We've been tracking this group for some time. Their M.O. is to target wealthy individuals and eventually hack their bank accounts.
Oliver: Really? I never thought I'd be happy she didn't want me, just my money.
Man: How they seem to get their kicks ... they toy with you, keeping you distracted while they wipe you out. I suggest that you check your accounts immediately.
[ Computer keys clacking ]
[ Beep ]
Oliver: Nothing's been touched. It's all here.
Man: Well, you're lucky. Need you to fill out some paperwork. Then you can go home.
Oliver: Uh, thank you.
[ Beep ]
[ Beeping rapidly ]
[ Computer keys clacking ]
Oliver: Hey, they're taking everything! Hey! Hey! They're draining my accounts! You hear me?! Come on! Hey! Hey! [ Coughs ] Come on! Hey, let me out of here! Come on!
Hey. I found the invitation to Roulette. It's only a few blocks away.
I could hear you yelling. What is all this?
Oliver: It's game over. I just got taken.
Chloe: Oliver. Oh, my God. Are you okay?
Oliver: South of there by a few horror movies.
Someone's been using Oliver as a pawn in their game. We need to figure out who.
Just tell me where to start.
The name of the club is Roulette. He met a woman there named Victoria.
Chloe: At the risk of taking a belly flop into an awkward pool, what kind of game puts people through hell?
Oliver: The kind that starts with being buried alive and ends with bankruptcy.
[ Beep ]
That was quick. It looks like the two clues are one and the same.
Chloe: Meet Victoria Sinclair, A.K.A. Roulette. Seems as though she's made a career out of betting for high stakes, I.E., everything you have.
Oliver: Chloe, get my gear.
Chloe: Oliver, when you turned your back on us, I locked up your arsenal, hoping that one day you would want it back, but not like this.
Oliver: This is my fight, Chloe. I'll handle it how I see fit.
Clark: Where'd that line lead you last night?
Oliver: Look, I got into this mess on my own. I'll get out the same way. With my lawyers. Okay, scout?
Chloe: Clark, he just needs to cool off a little bit, okay?
Clark: Right now, you have bigger problems. Trust me.
Chloe: Now, my relationship with Oliver may have dissolved, but I didn't lose everything in the meltdown. Our computers are still linked, which is how I found this.
Clark: Oliver was watching this on his laptop. It's a long story about Lois and laundry and lacy things.
Chloe: Lois saw this video?
Clark: Not only it, but me on it.
Chloe: Okay, so, on a scale from one to Chernobyl, how big was the fallout?
Clark: Let's just say if there was an antilife equation, I think I found it. Check this out.
[ Beeps ]
Clark: That's the assassin who att*cked Lois and I. I buried her before this video was taken. How could she be on it?
Chloe: Clark, if we're looking for a Kryptonian assassin who's from the future and supposed to be d*ad in the present, I'm out of answers.
Clark: Maybe Jor-el won't be.
Lois: When you say "close," are you talking feet or zip codes? Look, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is, you're a GPS tracking service. You can probably see me on your satellite, so how much farther down Pepper Spray Lane do I have to go? Never mind. I found it. Thanks.
Victoria/Roulette: If you're not lost, then get that way. I don't like smudge marks on my car.
Lois: Nice try, vice city.
Victoria/Roulette: Go grand-theft someone else's auto.
Lois: I've sat in that excuse for a front seat enough to know that this car belongs to Oliver Queen.
Victoria/Roulette: Oh. Well, if you know Oliver, then you know he likes to give gifts. This is one of them, so I suggest you back off.
Lois: Sorry, but backing off ... not exactly my strong suit. Where's Oliver?
Uhh! Ugh! Aah!
[ g*n cocks ]
I prefer to make my own luck.
I emailed you the list. Her plane just landed.
Go!
Oliver: I guess your luck hasn't run out. Lois.
[ g*n cocks ]
Victoria/Roulette: I'm disappointed, Oliver. You lack the k*ller instinct after all. Toss the g*n.
Oliver: You know, true gamesmen ... they don't cheat by stacking the deck.
Victoria/Roulette: Well, everything was aces until your girlfriend showed up. As always, I had to play the hand I was dealt.
Oliver: Why don't you just let her go?
Victoria/Roulette: You didn't play by my rules. Why should play ours? You were supposed to sh**t her.
Oliver: That's what I don't understand. You could have k*lled her yourself. You could have sh*t me when I walked through the door. Why set the scene?
Victoria/Roulette: One can tie up loose ends with a simple square knot, or one can choose the more elegant cloverleaf. It's all a matter of style. Oh, and I'd say I'm sorry for taking your money, except, in your case, it hardly matters. You can't take it with you.
Oliver: So, how do I know this isn't just part of your game?
[ Glass shatters ]
Oliver: Right.
[ g*n clicking ]
[ Muffled ]
Lois: sh**t her.
Oliver: She knows I won't, not if there's a chance I'd h*t you.
[ Sniffing ]
Victoria/Roulette: Gasoline. I thought I'd torch the place when we're done.
Oliver: Clover knot.
Victoria/Roulette: No. I just like playing with f*re. Never bet against the house.
[ Grunts ]
Oliver: Lo!
[ expl*si*n ]
Victoria/Victoria/Roulette: Help! Help! Help me! [ Screams ] Help!
Oliver: Oh, Hell.
Victoria/Roulette: [ Coughs ] Help me!
Oliver: Hey! Look at me. Hey, look at me. It's all right, okay? I'm gonna get you out of here.
Victoria/Roulette:[ Grunting ] Why did you come? You could have left me here. After everything I put you through, no one would blame you.
Oliver: I'd blame myself. Listen, I don't care what you did or who you are, I'm gonna get you the hell out of here, all right? I'm not gonna let you die. Now, come on. [ Grunting ]
What the hell is this?
Victoria/Roulette: You kept asking me who did this to you. My question was always the answer. "Who did you destroy?"
[ Electronic whirring ]
Victoria/Roulette: I hear you're some sort of hero ... one that tried to bury that part of himself. Well, you've just proven that that hero is still alive, Oliver. Now it's time to resurrect him.
Oliver: I just started asking myself who knew about Lex, about Toyman ... the things I'd given up, what I tried to do. Then it all occurred to me. Dinah shattered the glass in the warehouse, Bart rescued me from the car, Victor faked the computers, and Watchtower kept an eye on the whole thing. Right?
Chloe: You were living like you had a death wish, Oliver. You had to face your demons if you were ever gonna make it out alive, and I had to push you over the ledge in order to pull you back.
Oliver: Did you have to push with a 3-ton truck?
Chloe: I didn't think a tricycle would be a strong enough point. You're a fighter, Oliver. You fought for yourself and for a second chance.
Oliver: Chloe, I'm not the only one you put at risk.
Chloe: If you're worried about our little and don't be. I played my cards close to my chest.
Oliver: And Lois was what? She was, uh, just another ace up your sleeve?
Chloe: No. I never meant for her to get involved. She was chasing after you when she accidentally ended up storming the field. That's when Victoria went off script.
Oliver: I could have k*lled her.
Chloe: No offense to your manhood, but I made sure that your g*n was loaded with blanks just in case. I trust you, Oliver, just ...
not that much.
Oliver: Did Clark know about this?
Chloe: [ Chuckling ] You can't be serious. Clark would never in a million years risk what needed to be done.
Oliver: Well, he's led a different life than we have, hasn't he? I can't expect him to know me like you do ... the places that I had sunk to, the depths you must have had to go to bring me back. Thank you.
Chloe: You proved it to yourself. Even with your face in the gutter, you still had the hero in your heart.
Oliver: You saved my life, Chloe. Both the myth ... and the man.
[ Door opens ]
Lois: So ... what was that about?
Oliver: Uh-oh. I've seen that look before, usually right before you sock me in the jaw.
Lois: Tempted. But if you're unconscious, you can't answer any questions like, who the hell was that dragon lady?
Oliver: Okay. She was, um ... a psycho ex-girlfriend who watched "Fatal Attraction" too many times.
Lois: So, what am I, the bunny?
Oliver: [ Chuckles ]
Lois: Oliver, you really need to take a dip in the sane-chick pool. I mean, that dress ... that was a bigger red scare than cold w*r Russia.
Oliver: Although, I-I thought you wore it pretty well.
[ Chuckles sy ]
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] But, um ... you never should have been dragged into this mess I made of my life, and, uh ... I'm sorry.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] Was the mess so bad ... that cleaning it up seemed harder than throwing it all away? Um ... I saw the video. That's enough to send anyone on a binge. [ Exhales heavily ] Why didn't you come talk to me?
Oliver: Pride ... fear ... and, um ... regret. Lois, the truth is, I've fighting my demons for so long I just ... [Inhales deeply] Wanted this w*r to end.
Lois: And you felt ... like there was nothing in life worth fighting for?
Oliver: I never felt that way when I was with you. I m ... I mean, uh ... I just ... I just ... I think what I mean is I-I, uh ... I lost sight of ... what was good in my life. I know things between you and me have changed, right?
Lois: Some things haven't changed. Ollie, I will always be here for you. And if you forget that again ... I will knock you out.
[ Chuckles ] Okay. Now, I believe there's a certain birthday tradition we have to uphold. Hmm.
[ Clears throat ] Ah. Ready to get your ass kicked?
Hey! I'm ready.
[ Can opens ]
Chloe: I've got to stop giving out keys. I take it Jor-El knew something about the alien assassin.
Clark: He recognized her. It turns out the symbol tattooed on her shoulder is her family crest. Her name's Alia. She's Kandorian.
Chloe: I thought Kandor exploded with the rest of Krypton.
Clark: So did I. But Jor-El said if she's here, there may be others. And they'll have each left a Kryptonian symbol marking their arrival.
Chloe: We better start looking. We can use Watchtower to run a search algorithm that would cross-reference all the satellite images with my Kryptonian lexicon. In other news, Oliver's back. It seems like more than just a cooling off.
Clark: What happened?
Chloe: Maybe the scam artist really did a number on him. Or he just needed to get some perspective.
[ Beep ]
Chloe: Found one. Alia definitely didn't come alone.
Clark: I heard you were back.
Oliver: You do know, of course, you look absolutely ridiculous in that, right? And I got a great tailor. Hook you up with a little color maybe.
[ Chuckles softly Clark: [ Chuckles softly ] Nice to see you finally discovered something worth living for after all.
Oliver: Yeah. More like a rediscovery, actually. You've done a hell of a job keeping the world safe on your own, Clark. I'm here to help you now.
Clark: Good. Something tells me ... soon the world will need all the help we can get. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x05 - Roulette"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 6th, 2009
Previously on "Smallville" ...
I remember seeing a whole new side of clark kent.
I wasn't even wearing red or blue.
All you have to do is ask yourself what do you want?
Clark: Who are you?!
Jor-El: I am jor-el, your father.
These symbols appeared all over the world the same night that zod arrived. You might recognize this one.
The last thing we remember is our blood being taken in kandor. How did we get here?
[ Grunts ] She's kandorian.
I thought kandor exploded with the rest of krypton.
Jor-el said if she's here, there may be others.
We better start looking.
Man: Jor-el betrayed us. He survived.
He didn't just survive. He has power from the yellow sun.
And yet we have none?
[ Metal slices ]
Zod: Make her tell you where this blur is. Or k*ll her.
Tess: You're kandorian?
[ g*n ]
Clark: There's nothing more important than finding the kandorians.
[ expl*si*n ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Relax, it's just a pinprick.
I never liked needles.
Small price to pay for immortality.
[ expl*si*n ]
Medic.
There's a civil w*r raging, and you're wasting time.
The forces of black zero are closing in on kandor, and I can assure you, they'll wait for no one.
You're the last of your battalion whose blood I need, major zod.
Zod: Get on with it. There's a w*r to be won, and we want to get back to our families. Right, soldiers?! For the realm of kandor! For the realm of kandor! For the realm of kandor!
Jor-el. I'm guessing you're not here to cheer on the troops.
Jor-El: Call it a mission of redemption. I'll need all those blood samples.
I can't let this project go on.
My orders come from the ruling council itself.
You have no authority here.
Medic, when the most renowned scientist in krypton tells you to stop, then you stop.
Thank you.
If the ruling council wants my blood, let them find it on the b*ttlefield!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
[ expl*si*n continue ]
Let black zero feel the bite of your w*apon and the bravery in your hearts! Soldiers, move out!
[ Indistinct shouting, cheering ]
Yeah! For the realm of kandor!
Jor-El: Thank you, zod.
Zod: You realize the council won't like this. Do you know what you're doing?
Jor-El: Well, the council can do what it will, but I'll not let my life's work be used to commit an atrocity.
[ expl*si*n stop ]
[ Wind whistling ]
Zod: Kandor. My wife ... my son.
[ Wind whistling ]
Zod, there's nothing you can do! Kandor is gone!
Zod: None of you recall that tragic day ... because the moment your blood was taken was the last moment you remember of kandor. But I can assure you ... I have not forgotten. Each one of you, the last sons and daughters of krypton, are all that is left from our beloved homeland. And I will not allow for your birthright to be denied. And jor-el ... he came with us in the orb, and somehow, he stole our powers from us. And yet he flaunts them ... all over this city ... leaving his mark for us to see. When we find this traitor ... we will force him to give us what's rightfully ours. We will be gods on this planet, and kandor will rise again!
[ Computer beeps ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Hey. If you raced here to see me, it must mean the "I love lois" show was preempted this week.
Clark: Come on, you know I always speed over when you call. Although, I may be responsible for your cousin vanishing from prime time.
Chloe: I was wondering why she skipped town without saying goodbye. What's up?
Clark: I, uh ... I kissed her.
Chloe: Oh, yeah, that would definitely send her packing. I mean, no offense to you, clark. It's just lois' typical response to intimacy is usually to blow out of town.
Clark: I just don't know what happened. I went over there to talk to her. The next thing I know, I couldn't stop myself.
Chloe: [ Laughs ] Yeah, I'm not surprised clark. You've had feelings for lois since like the 1930s. I was wondering when you were gonna make your move. Look, just take my word for it, and give her a little bit of space. And in the meantime, my luthorcorp mole dug up some more information on the kandorians.
Clark: How bad is it?
Chloe: We were right.
[ Computer beeps ]
Chloe: tess mercer has teams around the globe trying to bring the E.T.S home. Her operatives have had their noses deep in the turkish desert, sniffing around for weeks. Now, I think that you should wing out there and take a peek yourself.
Clark: Unfortunately, my wings are still clipped. I'll fly coach.
Chloe: Uh, no, you won'T. Oliver can get you there first class.
Clark: I'll do this by myself.
Chloe: Why, clark?
Clark: Come on. Chloe.
[ Door opens ]
Oliver: Hear you need a lift.
Tess: [ Sighs ] Your tomb raiders have been digging in that desert for weeks, and I still don't have what I want.
Man: The sandstorms have not let up since we arrived. Whatever or whoever was here is either d*ad or buried.
Tess: Well, unless you want to end up the same way, I suggest you get the job done.
Well, hello. I received your message.
And like my superpowered kryptonian comrade, you have a flair for the dramatic.
Tess: I think your deep-cover agent might have a different opinion. But I'm glad to see that his untimely death got your attention. I won't be toyed with.
Zod: A man named jor-el ... he came with us in the orb. He took all of our powers for himself. You know him as the blur. Now, you ... you help me find him ... ... I'll give you what you'valwaysted. Now, you opened that orb, the bottled-up hopes and dreams of kandor, to work with us, and now you can ... by my side ... as equals. Together. Intimately.
Tess: I've already got a team on it. I'll let you know when we find jor-el.
Oliver: You know, clark, if you wanted to bury me in the desert for going on that date with lois, you could've at least taken me to nevada.
Clark: Oliver, let's not ...
Oliver: I mean, don't get me wrong ... I'm still gonna put up a fight, but ... we could've h*t the strip before the main event, you know what I mean? Maybe a little blue man group. Maybe a little carrot top. You know, what I'm getting you next year for christmas is a sense of humor. [ Laughs ] All right, look, we're at the exact coordinates chloe gave us. I don't see anything for miles but sand. Maybe we need to look deeper.
Clark: The kryptonian symbols that we saw at watchtower ... they're like high-temperature brands left when a kandorian first arrives on earth. Out here, the temperature would melt the sand into glass.
[ Wind whistling ]
Oliver: Who put your shield out in the middle of nowhere? "Jor-el"?
Clark: My father. He's here on earth.
Chloe: Shelby. I'm here to take my favorite blonde for a walk. Who are you?
Jor-El: My name is jor-eL.
Chloe: Oh, my god. I-I ... you made it to smallville. Clark found your markings in the desert. You're clark's father.
Jor-El: You are mistaken. I have no child.
Chloe: His kryptonian name is kal-el.
Jor-El: So, this is my son. And what's he doing here on earth?
Chloe: Well, you sent him here as a baby. It was the only way you could save him.
Jor-El: Save him?
Chloe: Um ... look, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but ... krypton was destroyed.
Jor-El: My wife ... lara.
Chloe: Clark's mother, she'S ... not here with you?
Jor-El: She wasn't part of the experiment.
Chloe: Oh. I'm sorry. I ... I didn't know. Look, we've been searching for all the others who have come here with you.
Jor-El: They will be difficult to find. They're very well trained ... a battalion of soldiers led by a great commander and the best friend I ever had, zod.
Jor-el. You stand before the ruling council charged with treason.
Jor-El: The technology I created was intended to heal those afflicted by wars and disease, not to resurrect the d*ad through cloning.
The orb will ensure that krypton's strongest will endure if our planet is ever destroyed.
Jor-El: But if we send the orb to earth it ispened, the clones inside will develop extraordinary abilities under their yellow sun. The humans will be powerless against them. We cannot doom another planet's future to preserve our past.
Perhaps you should've had more faith in your own race. You leave us no choice. The punishment for treason is death.
[ Door opens zod: Council.
Major zod. Your presence is an honor, but this is a closed trial.
Zod: Well, I demand to be heard. I may have driven black zero back into the ice, decimating his ranks, but my accomplishments pale in comparison to this man'S. Jor-el ... is the truest hero I have ever known. He has dedicated his life's work not to death ... or w*r ... but to creation. When kandor fell, many of our brightest and most promising citi peris.. in an instant. Krypton lost mothers ... fathers ... daughters ... ... sons. [ Inhales deeply ] What good will come if you extinguish another life unnecessarily? I implore you all ... ... let jor-el live.
Your passion is noted, major. It is agreed. Jor-el ... the council will spare your life. But you are ordered to complete the orb. You must include major zod's .. and your own. If that fateful day of judgment ever comes to krypton ... our survivors on earth will be led by two of our planet's greatest heroes.
I, zod, am in your debt. Never forget that, my friend.
Jor-El: If it wasn't for zod, I wouldn't be here, and neither would my son.
Chloe: I'm afraid you've only lived half the story. There's a few more chapters on zod that you still need to hear. And I'm gonna warn you ... it doesn't have a happy ending.
Clark: I can't believe my father's been on earth this whole time and jor-el didn't tell me.
Oliver: So ... so when you say "jor-el," are we talking about the dude in your ice-crystal-palace thing?
Clark: He must have known what it would mean to me to meet my real father ... to speak to an actual person and not just some voice in the arctic. But, again, jor-el kept me in the dark.
Oliver: Well, I'm sure there's a reason he didn't tell you the truth. He's probably afraid ...
Clark: ..that in person, he's worse than I thought he was.
Oliver: You really mean that, or is that the anger talking?
Clark: There'S ... there's a part of me that doesn't want to meet him at all.
Oliver: Look, man, I ... I can't imagine what it's like to live your life. But there is one thing I can relate to, and that's growing up without parents. [ Sighs ] Clark, we don't ge a se chance to be with them. And I'll tell you what ... I'd go to hell and back just to wrap my arms around my old man one more time.
Chloe: Clark must be flying through some turbulence because I can't get a call in to him. But I'm sure that he'll touch down soon, and then you'll finally ... get to meet your son.
Jor-El: I'm saddened that he spent his entire youth away from his people ... and grew up alone.
Chloe: Well, maybe he wasn't around other kryptonians, but he certainly wasn't alone. Trust me ... the kents are the greatest parents you could've ever hoped for ... on earth.
Jor-El: I would've expected as much. My father sent me here when I was younger as a ... a rite of passage.
Chloe: Like a walkabout?
Jor-El: [ Chuckles ] I met a man ca hiramt. I felt so much love in his house. And perhaps that's why I sent kal-el here.
Chloe: But if you didn't know that your son even existed, why did you come to smallville today?
Jor-El: I have many very fond memories here. I wanted to see the place again.
Chloe: Well, your instincts about the kents paid off. Clark is the most amazing person I've ever met. And your guidance helped make him into the man he is.
Jor-El: I worry that he isn't the only one I've influenced. Perhaps I played my part in making zod the man he became.
Chloe: Look, whatever you did to him, zod is the only person responsible for choosing to become a monster.
[ Bones cracking ]
[ Electricity cracing ]
Jor-El: Unh!
Tess: Sorry about the accommodations. Not exactly five star, is it?
Who are you?
Tess: A friend.
We both know that's not true.
Tess: Look, I don't expect you to believe me. But I had to take drastic measures to protect you and kal-el.
How can you protect anyone when your only concern is yourself?
Tess: Well, your kryptonian instincts must be on the fritz because I'm not the enemy here. Major zod has been turning this planet upside down looking for a man who we call "the blur." Now, I let him believe that you have all the powers. Zod doesn't even know that kal-el exists. So your son is safe ... for now.
Why are you involved in our affairs?
Tess: Because I see. I see what mankind is doing to this planet. The earth is doomed. And your race is the only answer to saving it. That's why I released you all from that orb.
You shouldn't have done that! We are abominations that should never have been created. If the kandorians get their powers, then what you've done will not save this planet. It may, in fact, destroy it.
Tess: Not if they turn out like your son.
You are mistaken to think that we are so different from humans. Our sacred book of rau teaches that where there is light ... there is darkness.
Tess: Which is why I want you to help me ptect kl. If not, zod will find out about him.
And he may very well k*ll my son.
Tess: Zod is a foe not to be taken lightly ... with or without his powers. If you want to save your son ... you have to make a sacrifice. You must convince the kandorians that you are the blur.
Clark: Chloe. Hey, are you okay? Wake up! Chloe, are you all right?!
Chloe: I'm fine. I'm . What happened?
Clark: Tell me who did this to you! Chloe?
Chloe: Jor-el.
Clark: farm, but he didn't stay to see me?
Chloe: though he had some unfinished business ... with someone else.
Clark: understand. Who else does he know in smallville?
Clark ... jor-el isn't the only one whcame in for the kryptonian reunion. So did zod.
Tess: [ Sighs ] I see my crack security team is on the job.
Zod: Oh. Why won't they let me in? We are partners now, after all. I just came to get a progress report on our search for jor-el.
Tess: Let's just say that the, um ... the noose is getting tighter. This calls for a celebration.
Looks like you've already been celebrating.
Zod: [ Chuckles ] I knew you wouldn't disappoint me. This is my favorite discovery on your little planet. "The wine cup ... "is the little silver well where truth ... if truth there be, doth dwell."
Tess: See, now I'm impressed. You've read your shakespeare.
Zod: He's amusing, but ... I find the pleasure I get from wine much more satisfying. Every sip ... reveals a new riddle ... a new truth. Just like you, tess. Every time we're together, I discover somng new and I can't wait to see what my next sip reveals. The bitter truth.
Tess: That I'm not interested. We're keeping this partnership strictly professional.
Zod: The lady doth protest too much.
Tess: Whether she doth or not, I can guarantee she won't be revealing any more ... tonight.
Zod: Mm. [ Sighs ] But no worry because while we were enjoying our drink, I had my people grab something much more valuable from your cellar.
[ Chuckles ]
Clark: When you told me you could help me find my father, I didn't know it was because you wired my house.
Chloe: Clark, before you burst a blood vessel, let me explain. I set up those cameras when you left after your last dance with doomsday. I wanted to keep an eye on your place until you came home.
Clark: I've been home for weeks. You didn't tell me anything about them.
Oliver: Don't look at me, man.
Chloe: Look, clark, I'm sorry, okay? But I think the cameras may have actually recorded something that might lead us to your father.
[ Computer beeping ]
Chloe: Jor-el didn't give me the kryptonian sleeper hold to get away from me.
Clark: He sensed danger. He was trying to save you.
[ Electricity cracing Jor-El: unh!
[ Computer beeps ]
Clark: There's only one person who would send operatives to kidnap him, and it's not zod.
Oliver: Clark. I know how you feel, okay? But going off to confront tess all eyes ablazing is not a good idea. You're gonna do something you'll regret, you understand? Why don't you just let me talk to her?
Chloe: Oliver's right, clark. You're not in any place where ... -
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Moans ]
Jor-El: [ Breathing heavily ]
Zod: Hello, old friend.
[ Electricity kling [ Whirring ]
Kneel.
The council's demands have been met. The orb is ready.
Jor-El: So are these ... the stones of knowledge. The teachings of the 28 galaxies will be available to our people, if ever they are resurrected. All that is left is for you and I to include our dna.
Zod: Which is why you will understand why I need you to do this for me.
[ Chuckles ] My wife gave me this before I went off to battle ... so I could always keep my most precious treasure close to my heart. It's all I have left of my son.
Jor-El: Be careful, zod. They will see you.
Zod: My friend ... [ Sighs ] ... I beg of you ... ... use these fragile cells to bring my little boy back ... so I can hold him in my arms again.
Jor-El: But it is not an exact science. There can be complications, mutations.
Zod: No, no, no, no. D-don't give me excuses. This is my son. You could bring him back to me.
Jor-El: But we cannot change the past.
Zod: After everything I've done for you ... how dare you deny me this request.
Jor-El: We do not have the right.
Zod: Think of how you'd feel if you had a son! [ Sighs ] Please.
Jor-El: I'm truly sorry.
[ Machine whirs ]
Zod: You are as d*ad to me as my son.
Zod: [ Shouts ] Defend yourself!
Jor-El: [ Sighs ] I have no powers. I used the blue kryptonite to take them away, the same way I corrupted the orb so none of you could rule this planet as gods.
Zod: But you did have it. You came with us in the orb, yet you harnessed the powers of the yellow sun for yourself. How?!
Jor-El: I shall never tell you. [ Moans ]
Zod: You owe this to us! You owe this to me.
Jor-El: Krypton is gone because you destroyed it.
Zod: That's impossible. You're lying.
Jor-El: Here on this planet, when we emerged from the orb, we were shadows of our former selves. But those we were created from stayed behind on krypton and had full lives ... spouses, children. Many years later, you decided to lead a military coup to take over krypton. But on the eve of your defeat, instead of surrendering, you chose to raze our planet.
Zod: How would you know that?
Jor-El: Because it is the truth. We've been given a second chance to have lives here on earth, to live among the humans, to be different ... to be better than we were before.
Zod: This is the same selfish morality that kept me from ever seeing my son again.
Jor-El: Perhaps you are right. Perhaps if I'd given you what you wanted, you never would've betrayed krypton.
Zod: Like you betrayed me?
Jor-El: I feel your pain now more than ever Zod: how could you? How could you fathom my pain ... ... if you've never had a child? You do understand. That look in your eye ... I've seen that before in the mirror ... when I prayed that you would bring my son back to me. You said ... you said after we were put in the orb, our lives went on. We had families, spouses ... children. You're hiding something with selfless conviction. The shields ... you didn't put them in metrolis, did you? You're protecting someone ... somebody that did not come with us ... the same person that told you of krypton's destruction ... someone from the house of el.
Jor-El: No.
Zod: Somebody you'd give your life for. Release jor-el.
Major, I don't understand.
Zod: He will lead us to the one that will give us our powers ... his son.
[ Door opens ]
Tess: Clark. Just when I thought you'd flown off my radar.
Clark: Where is he? I've already checked every luthorcorp facility, the daily planet, and this house. I found no one. Where are you hiding him?
Tess: I'm gonna need a little bit more information, like a name.
Clark: You know who I'm talking about. His name's jor-el!
Tess: I'm sorry. I can see how upset you are. But I don't know who you're talking about.
Clark: You're lying. Have oratives all over thrld trng aliens. You know everything.
Tess: The only alien I know is standing right in front of me.
[ Air whooshes ]
Tess: [ Gasps ]
Clark: Where's my father? I want to see him now!
Tess: Clark ... I have waited so long for you to admit your true kryptonian heritage. I always hoped you'd tell me because you trusted me. But I'll take what I can get.
[ Gasping ]
Clark: Where is he? Tell me!
Tess: Zod has him. Don't worry, clark. I had a tracking device put on jor-el's clothes ... so we could locate him.
Clark: You wanted zod to find him ... so you could find the others. You used my father as bait!
Tess: Clark, I was just trying to protect you. [ Gasps ]
Clark: Find him!
[ Keyboard clacking ]
[ Computer beeps ]
Tess: He's at your farm.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Jor-el?
[ Air whooshes ]
Jor-El: [ Breathes heavily ]
Clark: Who did this to you?
Jor-El: I don't know.
Clark: Okay, hold on. I'll get you help.
Jor-El: [ Breathing heavily kal-el ... I'm so proud of you ... so proud.
Clark: Please ... don't go. I can save you.
Jor-El: Save ... zod.
Clark: No. No!
[ Cow moos ]
Clark: When mdad died I remembered thinking at least I'd have the memories of being with him here on the farm. With jor-el being gone, all I'm left with is ... empty feeling inside. See, I had so many questions I wanted to ask him. Figure out who he really was.
Oliver: It seems to me like you're a chip off the old block. After seeing how he saved our spunky sidekick, I'd say you're both heroes.
Clark: I'll never be able to live up to everything he accomplished.
Oliver: I don't know. I don't think anyone wears that super shield quite like you.
Clark: Still, he sacrificed so much sending me to this planet. Then he sacrificed himself again to protect my secret.
Oliver: Of course he did, clark. You're his son.
Clark: He didn't have to die. I asked chloe to scan all the footage she has from the farm. She's gonna use the watchtower to figure out what really happened.
Oliver: Look, um ... [ Clears throat ] ... I know you and i haven't always seen eye to eye lately, but, uh ... I got your back ... always.
Clark: Good. 'Cause I'm gonna need your help to figure out who k*lled my father ... and bring him to justice.
[ Computer beeng ]
Zod: Jor-el, you lied to me. It looks like you had another reason for coming to smallville.
[ Birds chirping ]
Clark: I'm sorry. I can't give you what you want. I can't save zod. You might remember him as a friend. But I know what he becomes. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x07 - Kandor"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 13th, 2009
Clark: I wish we had more time.
Lois: [ Sighs ]
[ Keyboard clacks ]
Clark: Ohh. Earth to Lois. It's like you've been on another planet for the last 15 minutes.
Lois: [ Scoffs ] Easy, Armstrong. This space case is buried in research. I've got like two weeks' worth of work to catch up on.
Clark: It was sort of a last-minute vacation, wasn't it?
Lois: Yeah, well, I've got a pretty tightly wound bolt reflex.
Clark: Is this about what happened? Are you turning red?
Lois: Believe it or not, my eject-seat malfunction ... wasn't totally about you.
Clark: We should talk about it.
Lois: When I want to talk about it, I'll send up a smoke signal.
Man: Excuse me? Can you help me? I need a signature. I got a delivery out back, and nobody's in yet.
Lois: Ho-ho-ho, Merry Christmas to me.
Clark: Want me to help you with this?
Lois: No. Did I ever tell you that before Christmas, I used to unwrap all my presents and then re-wrap them while my parents were still sleeping?
Clark: You know, Lois, that doesn't surprise me at all. , Men: [ Muffled grunting ]
Lois: [ Gasps ] Just what I've always wanted.
Clark: Is that ...
Lois: I don't think it's powdered sugar, Smallville. Lois Lane, Daily Planet. Care to comment on at illegal activities you've been up to that got you trussed up like a turkey?
Man: [ Groans ]
Other Man: I'm a cop! We're all undercover cops! Our sting went south.
Clark: Someone must have thought you were the real dealers.
Lois: Who could be responsible for such a superscrew-up?
Man: Whoa!
Woman: There's something on the building.
[ Tires screeching ]
[ Indistinct talking ]
Lois: Now, that's what I call a scoop.
Lois: First, The Blur doesn't call for weeks, and now he's overnighting our boys in blue? Of course, he's probably tailspinning into the stratosphere because he doesn't have his go-to girl to keep him grounded.
Clark: There's no way the botched save is the work of The Blur. It's not his M.O.
Lois: I'll admit sugar-coating isn't exactly his style, but the 20-story calling card was unmistakable. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm beginning to lose faith in our resident hero.
Editor: You're breaking my heart, Lane. I need a feature on The Blur's questionable tactics by the end of the day.
Clark: You don't really think this is big news, do you?
Editor: Turns out Adrian Pope, the organized crime boss, is still on the street because of The Blur's blunder. The D.A.'s out for blood.
Lois: When is the D.A. not out for blood? He's just trying to cover up his dirty connections. Listen, I am not your Blur girl on this one.
Editor: Just run with it.
Clark: Listen, just see this as an opportunity to investigate both sides of the story.
Lois: Well, that would require a certain supersomeone to actually find five minutes to give me a call.
Clark: What's with the disguise?
Lois: All my flannel's at the dry cleaner's. Go figure.
Clark: Lois ...
Lois: Ah. Leave it alone, Inspector Gadget. I have a top-secret interview I'm doing for an exposé on the hush-hush. So don't follow me.
Lois: Could you lose the notebook? I'd prefer that all our meetings remain off-the-record.
Dr. Evans: Whatever makes you feel more comfortable, Lois.
Lois: [ Sighs, clears throat ]
Dr. Evans: Why don't you start by describing these dreams you've been having?
Lois: Okay, well, they're as real as you and me right now. More real, actually. And despite some flashes of some serious NC-17 v*olence, really, the situation involves clothes ... coming off ... you know, naked. Skin, skin on skin, just ... [ Clears throat ] Lots of skin.
Dr. Evans: So, it's a sex dream? With the co-worker you mentioned before? Clark Kent?
Lois: What is this, "Nightline"? All right, yes, I'm doing the virtual "Kama Sutra" with Clark Kent. My desk is soft-core central.
Dr. Evans: Listen, Lois. You came to me to explore the deeper meaning within these vivid dreams that you've been having. And all of this doesn't have to be taken literally. A lack of clothing in a dream can signify the desire to uncover what's actually hidden.
Lois: You know, sometimes I do feel that Clark is hiding something. [ Sighs ] It sounds crazy, but the closer I get to him, the more ... I feel like he's going to disappear.
Dr. Evans: Could this have something to do with your three weeks of blocked memory? Maybe you're trying to protect yourself, Lois. Didn't you say that the last time you opened up to someone ... your mysterious caller ... he vanished?
Ringtone: I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night Lois: Speak of the devil. The Halley's Comet of phone dating himself. [ Chuckles ] Sayonara, superstud.
[ Beeps, song stops ]
Dr. Evans: You still have strong feelings for this mystery man.
Lois: Please. Remember 8-Tracks and rotary phones? That's him ... ancient history. And the fact that you haven't gotten that news flash means I'm probably wasting my time with all this head-shrink mumbo-jumbo stuff.
Dr. Evans: Lois, you have projected so much onto this mystery caller. Maybe you should focus on the man that's right in front of you.
Clark: I can't believe she's not picking up.
Chloe: You freeze the girl out, she's gonna give you a cold shoulder, hero or not.
Clark: After what happened with Corben, I stopped calling her as The Blur for her own protection.
Chloe: Sorry. This is a really bad time for your P.R. queen to go M.I.A.
Clark: She's the only one who can tell the world the truth. Lois has to know The Blur is not responsible for the failed drug bust or the crime boss getting away.
Chloe: You know, Clark, you need to get to work on some serious spin-doctor magic, because whoever's posing as The Blur is genius at marketing and self-promotion.
[ Beeps ]
Chloe: He's co-opted your brand.
Clark: I'm not a brand. The Blur has a blog.
Chloe: And apparently, you Twitter and you're on Facebook, where you have 10,000 friends, by the way. You've come quite a long way since being scarecrowed in high school.
Clark: Why would somebody go through so much trouble to discredit me?
Chloe: Now, here's the hitch. I think he's actually trying to help you. I discovered five messy, but successful, saves obviously not done by you.
Clark: Whether this person means well or not, they need to be stopped ... before someone gets hurt.
Man: Pull over by the power station. Nice and easy. These ladies and I have a date with destiny.
[ Clunk ]
Jayna: [ Roars ]
Adrian: g*n it!
[ Tires screeching ]
Man: Go!
[ Brakes squealing ]
Jayna: [ Snarls ] We did it.
Zan: Did you see that guy's face?
Jayna: Pretty slick, Z.
Zan: Way to go aggro, J.
Jayna: Once the police see this, they'll be off our backs for your genius cops-in-a-box idea.
Zan: Hey, they were undercover.
Jayna: Think we should tie him up?
Zan: He's out cold. Let's just get some sh*ts to upload.
Jayna: Okay.
[ Shutter clicks ]
Jayna: What are you doing? You're in the sh*t. This is our evidence.
Zan: Got to give props to the man.
[ Spray can rattles ]
Jayna: Come on, Zan. Let's fly.
[ Rumbling ]
Both: Whoa!
Lois: Two hours to get here with the monorail down. Chalk another one up to the Blundering Blur. He may have stopped a diamond heist, but his blackout belly flop has crippled Metropolis.
And the scavengers have already started circling.
District attorney Ray Sacks, my pet research project.
Clark: Since when is a veteran D.A. newsworthy?
Lois: Since his Christmas-card roster reads like a Soprano's h*t list. I call him "Sacks-ophone" 'cause he loves to blow his own horn!
Ray: Susan, I'm not here because I'm running for mayor. I'm here because I think it's a travesty that this city has been brought to its knees by The Blur.
Clark: Lois, I can't help but think there's more to this story than people are seeing.
Lois: I think it's pretty obvious. Either The Blur is hitting a quarterlife crisis, or his ego has gotten really supersized.
Clark: And you're sure he didn't try to call you and explain himself?
Lois: He called. I didn't pick up. Since when did you become The Blur's big defender?
Clark: He just doesn't deserve the silent treatment just because he's been out there saving people.
Lois: Of course you would say that, Clark. You're a guy. The Blur can't expect me to be his beck-and-call girl after weeks of no contact.
I spy with my little eye a potential witness.
[ Monkey chatters in ringtone ]
[ Metal creaks ]
[ Metal crashes ]
Zan: I totally t*nk this one.
Jayna: Don't be so hard on yourself. You're not the one who lost her phone.
Zan: Are you sure you don't have it?
Jayna: I must have dropped it back at the power plant.
Zan: [ Sighs ] I know I sort of pulled you into this, but maybe we're just not hero material.
[ Monkey chatters in ringtone ]
[ Beeps ]
Zan: It's you, J.
Jayna: What?! This can't be good.
Zan: What if someone's already on to us? What do we do?
Jayna: Time to motor.
Both: Powers, activate.
Zan: Whoa, what the ...
Jayna: Where are we? How did we even get here?
Zan: It had to have been The Blur.
Jayna: No, come on, Z., There's no way.
Zan: Think about it. Who else could have stopped us? This is The Blur's lair.
Jayna: He doesn't have a lair.
Zan: I'm telling you, this tech is definitely off the grid. Oh, wait until I tweet everybody about this.
[ Beeping ]
Chloe: That's not gonna happen. Welcome to Watchtower. And if you chat one word about what you see and hear, I will vaporize your Twitter accounts, Facebook pages. Every trace of your virtual existence will be obliterated.
Jayna: Holy hacking. You can do that? Our tweets are totally sealed.
Zan: Code of silence all the way.
Jayna: So, who are you?
Zan: It's The Blur's sidekick.
Jayna: We don't know that.
Chloe: Not exactly. I'm doing pro bono for The Blur and keeping an eye on you two.
Jayna: Wait, you're not gonna hand us over to the cops, are you?
Zan: We just wanted to help fuel The Blur's legend.
Chloe: Okay, about the helping. Right idea, wrong execution. Look, I've been where you guys are. I get it. You're just a couple of mega fans who really want to make a difference, but you are single-handedly destroying what The Blur stands for.
Jayna: We know we made some mistakes.
Zan: How can we make up for what we've done?
Chloe: You just wait for the right moment. You'll know.
Jayna: So, The Blur trusts you, right? I mean, how do you always know the right thing to do?
Chloe: You don't. And neither does he. But you stick around a hero long enough and you get your share at saving him ... sometimes even from himself.
Lois: Oh, man! I don't know how old-school journalists broke a story without breaking somebody's neck.
[ Whirring, compputers dinging ]
Lois: I will never take you for granted again, I swear.
Ringtone: I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night [ Beeps ]
Lois: I suppose you were the one who gave us that little reboot.
Clark: [ Distorted ] In a way, the city going dark was my fault. The least I could do is put things right.
Lois: You know, just because you threw a few switches doesn't make up for all your bonehead moves lately.
Clark: Lois ... I wasn't the one behind the saves.
Lois: The Blur has an imposter nipping at heels? How did you let that happen?
Clark: It's not that simple. They were just misguided fans. I'm not turning them over to the D.A.
Lois: Without proof, nobody's gonna buy the misguided-fans angle. You're risking a lot to protect some feckless meteor freaks.
Clark: Maybe. But doesn't everyone deserve a second chance?
Lois: Oh, you want to go there? Let me tell you about second chances, buddy. There's a way you treat a woman. It's called respect.
Chloe: So, how did you guys end up on the street?
Jayna: Oh, for a long time now, we've only had each other.
Zan: Nobody really bought us as transfer students from Sweden.
Chloe: Whoa, whoa, whoa. That taps into cellphone frequencies. Just don't touch anything, okay?
Zan: Sorry.
Lois: So just because you're some fancy hero ...
Clark: Lois, I tried.
Lois: There is no try, Skywalker. You have superpowers. Why don't you pick up a phone?
Clark: Lois ... you're just gonna have to do something you've had trouble with lately.
[ Crackling ]
Clark: [ Normal voice ] You're gonna have to trust me.
[ Dial tone ]
Lois: Smallville.
[ Birds chirping ]
News: Last night was a whirlwind of happy endings as Metropolis' Blur worked overtime to bring the city out of the darkness and into the light.
Clark: Lois. I didn't realize you were filling in for the paper boy.
Lois: [ Chuckles ]
[ Clears throat ] You look pretty chipper. Busy night? My story about The Blur made it above the fold. I think he'd be pretty happy that I included his side of the story.
Clark: So, you finally heard from him.
Lois: Yeah. Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about my carbon footprint lately, and I figured, you know, we could start carpooling. I thought, you know, the ride would give us a chance to get past the whole kiss-and-run of it all, and ... get to know each other better.
Clark: Better? You tell me the color of your underwear every day. What else is there to know?
Lois: I hope you didn't misunderstand all my Blur-bashing I did yesterday. Deep down, I never doubted him.
Clark: I'm sure he'd be happy to learn that your faith in The Blur never wavered.
Lois: Of course, he never explained why he didn't call me back.
Clark: Lois, what's going on?
Lois: Okay, look. I woke up this morning ... and I saw things clearly for the first time.
News: In breaking news, Metropolis'
D.A. has called out The Blur.
Ray: No one has the right to take the law into their own hands. Not you, not me, not even The Blur. Now, because of the damage he has caused this city, I am asking The Blur to come out of the shadows, to stop this vigilante behavior and agree to work hand-in-hand with our law enforcement. Now, I will be holding a press conference later this afternoon. At that time, will ask The Blur to show himself and to take responsibility for his actions.
Clark: Big news day. I'll have to take a rain check on the carpooling.
Lois: Okay.
Lois: Dr. Evans ... I'm going to save you a lot of time and money, okay? It's all your parents' fault.
Marjorie: [ Sobbing ]
Dr. Evan: Marjorie?
Lois: Oh, she had to take off. Family issues. Look, I know you think you're pretty good at this head-shrinking stuff. But thanks to you, my head is about to explode, and I don't know what to do. I focused on the man in my dreams, and now I found out that my mystery caller and Clark are the same person.
Dr. Evans: The same?
Lois: Unbelievable. Up until today, he couldn't lie his way out of a speeding ticket. And ... and now he can hold down an alter ego?
Dr. Evans: Lois, take a step back. What do you think is more likely ... that your mysterious caller and Clark are the same man, or that you're trying to make them one person in order to create your dream man?
Lois: Okay, they're not that different. My mystery caller is brave and selfless, and so is Clark ... in his own way. I can't believe how difficult this must have been for him to carry his secret all the time. I just want to tell him that it doesn't matter to me. But ... maybe coming clean isn't the best idea, either. Right now, Clark has this really big decision to make. And more than anything, I just want to help, but I'm not sure how. Wait. I know what I have to do. Thanks, doc. You're a gem. There's got to be something to this therapy stuff.
Chloe: Clark, hey. Don't worry ... the twittering twosome have sung their last song as we speak, they're in Watchtower, taking down The Blur's blog.
Clark: You seen today's news?
Chloe: Don't tell me you're taking that blowhard seriously, Clark. You know he's just g*n for the mayor's office. You are, aren't you? Clark, why? The last time you had a coming-out party, it was a disaster. What changed?
Clark: I've changed. I'm wearing my father's shield now. And I've worked hard to give people a symbol of hope, something that they can believe in, that will inspire them. I am the shield.
Chloe: I know you want to honor your father, Clark. But if you sacrifice yourself, there is no shield.
Clark: I won't just do nothing while the D.A. drags down my father's crest and everything that it stands for.
Chloe: That's exactly what you have to do. I'm sorry. Look, this guy's gonna call you a menace and a coward, and probably a thr*at to the city. And you have to let people believe his lies. Your father lives on through you ... not your shield.
[ Indistinct talking ]
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, District Attorney Sacks.
Ray: Good afternoon. Thank you all for joining me. If you're out there, Blur ... come. Come join me at this very podium, and take your place as a role model in this great city of ours. A true hero would not hide. He would show himself and take responsibility for mistakes he's made.
Lois: Out of my way! Excuse me! Move it or lose it.
[ Indistinct talking ]
Ray: It's all right. It's all right. Let her up.
Lois: Zip it, counselor. I'm Lois Lane from the Daily Planet, and I'm here to tell you that I know The Blur.
[ Indistinct talking ]
Lois: The D.A. says that a true hero would come forward. Well, The Blur can't. It's because he knows that the best way for him to protect you and me is to steer clear of all this political hoopla and remain the one thing that you and I need most ... a light in the darkness, a symbol for us to believe in when all other hope is lost. I've looked into The Blur's heart, and I can tell you that his intentions are good. Let The Blur be the hero he needs to be.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Ray: When you said you had looked into The Blur's heart, I had no idea how close a relationship you had.
Lois: Not that it's any of your business.
Ray: Oh, the safety of this city is always my business, young lady. Now, tell me the true identity of The Blur, and I'll overlook your annoying antics.
Lois: You talk a good game, counselor. But you don't believe a word of it. All your shady back-room deals with organized crime have just come home to roost. I've picked out a nice little font for my exposé. "Shady Sacks Sucks the City Dry."
Ray: Well, well, well. I actually had another headline in mind. And you're standing right on top of it. "The Blur m*rder Lois Lane." Has a nice ring, doesn't it?
Lois: Nobody will ever believe you.
Ray: Honey, when The Blur decided not to come forward, he put the ball back in my court. I can make him whoever I want him to be. It just takes a little doubt.
Lois: You don't give people enough credit. Why would The Blur suddenly turn into a m*rder?
Ray: [ Laughs ] Because you just announced in front of millions of people that you're the only person who knows his true identity.
Lois: Ugh! Ugh! You're the one who's hiding in the shadows, not The Blur, you coward!
Ray: Unfortunately, that's not a story you're gonna get to write.
Lois: Ugh! No!
Ray: All right, let's get out of here.
[ Indistinct talking ]
[ Siren wails ]
Man: Grab your camera! Hurry!
[ Wailing continues ]
Lois: Help! Somebody!
Clark: Lois.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Lois?
Lois: [ Whimpering ]
Clark: Hold on, I'm coming.
Lois: Clark!
Clark: Lois?
Lois: Clark!
Clark: Grab my hand.
Lois: I can't!
Clark: All right, hold on. [ Grunts ] Ugh!
[ Camera shutters clicking ]
Clark: come on, stretch. You can reach!
Lois: It's too far! Oh!
Clark: Lois!
Zan: Hey, J. So, what's going on?
Jayna: The Blur's in even deeper, and it's all our fault.
Zan: Well, then what are we waiting for?
Jayna: We can't just ditch Chloe. We promised her we'd lay low till this all blows over.
Zan: She said sometimes you need to save a hero, even from himself. Dad always used to say we're stronger when we stick together.
Both: Powers, activate.
Clark: Lois, hold on.
Lois: Let me go.
Clark: That's insane, Lois.
Lois: You can't reveal yourself to the cameras. You mean too much to the city ... to the world. Clark ... I know that you've been living two lives and having to lie to me about it every day.
Clark: Lois, you're not making any sense. It's gonna be okay. Just hold on.
Lois: I've always known, deep down, that you were a hero.
Clark: Lois!
Ray: All right, let's go.
Jayna: [ Snarling ] [ Barking ]
Clark: Lois? You're alive.
Lois: Thank you.
Clark: I'm flattered, Lois. I wish I could have been the one to rescue you, but I'm not that fast. I took the elevator.
[ Telephone ringing ]
Lois: Even after all this, you still can't tell me.
[ Ringing continues ]
Lois: Just stay here.
Chloe: [ Distorted ] Next time you take on the D.A. of Metropolis, remember to watch your step.
Lois: But that was just ...
Chloe: [ Distorted ] Hope I made up for not calling ...
Clark: Lois, who was that?
Lois: The Blur.
Jayna: Yeah, the D.A. is TKO!
Zan: The Blur is back on top.
Jayna: This makes up for everything.
Clark: I have you to thank for that.
Jayna: Oh my God.
Clark: I put my shield out there to inspire people to step up and be their own heroes. And you did.
Jayna: We believe in you, Master B.
Clark: Don't believe in me. Believe in the shield and what it represents. Most importantly, believe in yourselves.
Jan: But ... we're not the hero. You are.
Clark: That depends on you. Metropolis doesn't need more Blur fans. It needs people who are willing to do exactly what you did today. But you do need to be more careful. Heroes don't get second chances, and people need you to make life-and-death decisions every day. There's no room for mistakes.
Zan: Ever?
Clark: Not when the world is watching.
[ Air whooshes ]
Dr. Evans:Dr. Evans: I am happy to see that you're alive, Lois. After what I saw on the nightly news ... and I never would have guessed that your mysterious caller was none other than Metropolis' famous Blur.
Lois: I can't believe I was so stupid. I must have been crazy to look at Clark through Blur-colored glasses.
Dr. Evans: Lois, you are not crazy. That's the point of therapy ... to learn about yourself.
Lois: But just looking at the facts ... what's easier to believe? That there was some phone glitch, or that the farm guy who sits across from me every day is a superpowered hero?
Dr. Evans: It's perfectly natural, Lois, to project the heroics of the unattainable men you tend to fall for onto someone close to you.
Lois: But it would be so much easier if they were the same person. When I heard The Blur's voice again, something stirred inside of me. But my thoughts ... I keep going back to Clark. That scared guy who stepped down onto that ledge to save me.
Chloe: Hey. Cheers ... for earning another stripe today.
Clark: Where'd you get that?
Chloe: The street vendor on the corner. It also comes in t-shirts and key chains. I had to be the first one on the block to get the superhero swag.
Clark: Next thing you know, your Wonder Twins will be a household name.
Chloe: Thanks to the fog and dog duo, Sacks is on his way to the slammer. You know, with some training, they may be able to give The Blur some much-needed backup in the halls of justice.
Clark: I guess I have more backup than I thought. How'd you pull off the whole Blur-impersonation thing?
Chloe: Just your typical sleight-of-the-ear stuff. Now you hear it, now you don't. [ Distorted ] Hello, Lois. Pay no attention to the blonde behind the curtain. [ Normal voice ] Relax, Clark. I'm not exactly the great and powerful Oz. I just created a program where everything I type in here comes out Blur.
Clark: How'd you know when to make the call? And how'd you know what to say to convince Lois?
Chloe: I hacked into the security cameras on the rooftop, and I've been monitoring all cell communication in Metropolis.
Clark: You've been eavesdropping on my personal calls with Lois, haven't you? Chloe, there's keeping a bird's-eye view, and then there's playing Big Brother with people's private lives.
Chloe: Easy on the dress-down, Clark, okay? If I hadn't stepped in, Lois would still be beating down the "Clark is a superhero" door, and believe me, once the bloodhound Lois is at your door, you'd better find a better way to disguise your superhero scent.
Clark: Your eyes still closed?
Lois: This isn't what I had in mind when you said you wanted to meet in the copy room, but, hey, I'm open.
Clark: You said I had a secret. You're right.
Lois: I was dangling 100 stories above the pavement. I think I get a free pass on that one. Let's see what you've got.
Clark: I'm a bit nearsighted. I've been trying not to wear them.
Lois: They're very ... Clark Kent. I guess you're not the only one who's a little shortsighted. It's just sometimes I feel like I see a whole other side of you than anyone else.
Clark: Lois?
Lois: It's okay. It's my hero complex to resolve. I take the nicest guy that I know, and I weigh him down with all this shining armor. And it's not fair. Nobody can be two different people.
Clark: I wish I could. Is this your long-winded way of saying that you hate these?
Lois: Personally ... I don't mind the bump in your geek factor. But, professionally, there are these newfangled things you can try. They're called contacts.
Clark: It means a lot that you thought I had it in me.
Lois: Don't worry, Smallville. I'll only call you four-eyes every once in a while. [ Sighs ] But just so you're clear on one thing.
Clark: Lois?! Lois! | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x08 - Idol"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on November 20th, 2009
Previously on "Smallville" ...
Tess: Lois, where is the orb?
Lois: What orb?!
Tess: The alien technology from my vault.
Lois: You just want to take over the world with some alien nation.
Tess: I am trying to save the world.
Chloe: My cousin Lois vanished for three weeks and then suddenly appeared, claiming that she was being chased by a ninja-clad assassin. I think I know where she was. The future.
Therapist: Could the vivid dreams you've been having have something to do with your three weeks of blocked memory?
Woman: Why don't we have the powers we should have under yellow sun?
Zod: I will find the answers we are looking for, or I will die in the quest!
Tess: I give you the world's first solar tower.
Clark: Why are you risking your own life?
Woman: Because it's the only chance I have before you destroy our world.
Chloe: Clark would never in a million years risk what needed to be done.
Oliver: And I told you Lois doesn't have that kind of time. You get Dr. Weiss on a helicopter and get him to Met Gen now. Clark. I got three of the country's best neuro MDs on their way.
Clark: It's too late. Lois is already missing.
Oliver: What do you mean she's missing? You took her to the hospital. You've been with her all night, Clark.
Clark: I was. I stepped out to see if you called, and when I got back, she was gone. There's nothing in her chart, there's no releases, and there are no witnesses.
Oliver: Hospital said someone called and requested a copy of Lois' test results. Emil.
Clark: Why would Emil care about Lois?
Oliver: He wouldn't. Maybe the person he's working for would.
Clark: Chloe.
Stuart: Spying on Lois' computers and hacking into her therapist files. Did you really need to escalate into kidnapping her from a coma ward?
Tess: There's a mystery surrounding Miss lane. And this is my chance to solve it.
Stuart: So, what ... all this because she told a shrink she has headaches and sees weird futuristic flashes?
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Stuart: What? I can't hack into these files and not read them.
Tess: They're called boundaries, Stuart. Find some. And these futuristic flashes may not be imaginary. Besides, Lois was investigating Zod's orb when she vanished for three weeks.
Stuart: What, you think these are repressed memories that she's already been through?
Tess: This technology will tell us.
[ Keyboard clacks, computer beeping ]
[ Beep ]
Tess: Can't you get more than just fragments?
Stuart: Look, I'm sorry, Tess, but her mind is like a mental mosh pit right now, okay? Only a human ...
Tess: Pause it. That's Zod's solar tower ... exactly as it's designed to be built. But the plans haven't even gone public yet. Lois did go to the future.
Stuart: Okay, well, you better pop some popcorn. She's remembering something.
[ Echoing ]
Tess: Where's the orb?
Lois: What orb?! [ Breathing heavily ] [ Grunts ] Tess, where are you? Don't start what you can't finish. What the Hell? [ Gasps ]
[ Wind whistling, paper rustling ]
[ Door squeaks ]
Lois: Hello?!
[ Air whooshing ]
Lois: [ Gasps ]
Man: Why are you out of uniform?
Lois: Maybe because I dropped out of girl scouts years ago.
Man: You're bleeding. You're nothing but a filthy human. This zone is off limits to your kind.
Lois: But this dream is all mine, so what's with the attitude?
Man: It is not your place to ask questions.
Lois: I'm a reporter. Asking questions is in my blood.
Man: Well, then ... it would be a shame to spill it.
Lois: [ Panting ] [ Gasps ] The Red-Blue Blur ... he'll stop you.
Man: Not under a red sun. Look around you. Your Blur is d*ad.
[ Grunts, inhales sharply ]
Stuart: Okay, Tess, tuning the TV to Channel Lois is one thing, but syncing your brainwaves to hers?
Tess: [ Grunts ] All we're seeing on the screen are jumbled images. To get the answers I'm looking for, I need to plug in.
Stuart: Look, I-I didn't build this technology, okay? Don't you think we should have someone from Summerholt here?
Tess: Zod said that his tower's going to change the world. Lois' memories of the future should show me how.
[ Keyboard clacks ]
Stuart: Okay. How hard can this be?
[ Keyboard clacking, computer beeping ]
[ Whirring ]
Woman: Hey. Time for food. Come on. Let's go.
[ Thud ]
Woman: You! Move it. I said move.
Man: Aah!
Woman: Stealing will not go unpunished.
Man: Aaaaaah! [ Gasps ]
Lois: Okay, easy. I was just hoping for some food here. And I'm pretty sure this is a bad dream, but right now, I could eat about 30 maple doughnuts.
Woman: You want food? And what do you have to trade?
Clark: Take this.
Lois: Smallville?
Clark: It's all I have. It's yours if you let her go.
Woman: This will do ... for now.
Clark: I thought I'd lost you forever.
Lois: Clark. Thank God.
Clark: I can't believe you're alive.
Lois: This dream just got 10 times brighter.
Clark: What do you mean "dream"? Lois, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but you're not dreaming.
Lois: Clark, if this isn't a dream, then it's the worst nightmare I could ever imagine. Since when did the Kent family farm become a prison? And why would you give away the one thing of your dad's that meant so much to you?
Clark: I did it for you.
Lois: Okay, hold on. Explain about the wicked witch and the flying freaks. Have we been inv*de by "The Wizard of Oz"?
Clark: More like another planet.
Lois: Aliens? Clark, before I fought Tess, she went on and on about some orb ... called it alien technology, said there was life inside of it. This invasion ... Tess knew about it.
Clark: Yeah, well, Tess may have helped. These aliens have their own leader. His name is Zod. I tried to fight him, but ... ... I made all the wrong choices. A lot of people died.
Lois: Please tell me Chloe wasn't one of them.
Clark: Lois, I don't know. Lois, I don't know. After I thought I lost you, I went off on my own. I haven't talked to her in months.
Lois: Months?
Clark: Lois, you vanished a year ago.
Lois: No, I was just throwing down with Tess a few hours ago. And then I grabbed that gold ring.
Clark: The Legion ring? It must have brought you here when you put it on, do you still have it?
Lois: Yeah.
Man: You. General Zod would like to see you.
Clark: Protect the ring.
Lois: Clark!
Clark: [ Grunting ] Lois!
[ Computer beeps ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Where's Lois?
Chloe: Last I heard, you dropped her at the hospital.
Clark: Someone moved her, and I know that you had Emil look into her records.
Chloe: She's my cousin, Clark.
Clark: Chloe, you've been hiding things from me for months. Now I think you're hiding Lois.
Chloe: Right accusation, wrong girl. Clark, I may not have been sharing my deep, dark secrets with you lately, but someone else has been playing hide-and-seek a lot longer than I have.
Clark: Tess.
Chloe: Yeah. We can work on your apology later. Tess has been keeping more than just an editorial eye on Lois for the past few months.
Clark: Lois can't answer any of her questions. She's in a coma.
Chloe: She doesn't have to talk to Tess for her to run tests on her. And we both know how obsessed she's been with fact that Lois vanished for three weeks.
Clark: You think this has something to do with her trip to the future.
Chloe: I think it's possible. Emil gave me the hospital workups on her. She suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder. So every time she has a memory, her body relives the trauma. Her heart can only take so much.
Clark: Chloe, I have to find her.
Chloe: Tess is never gonna admit that she took Lois. Let me try something.
[ Dialing ]
Chloe: I have a guy on the inside.
[ Cellphone vibrating ]
Stuart: Okay, ladies, we're a little touch-and-go here right now, but we are s*ab again. And you should have a front-row seat to the Lois matinee.
[ Alarm beeping ]
Stuart: Whoa, whoa, whoa. No, no. No, no, no, no, no. Uh ... no.
Lois: I guess membership has its privileges.
Zod: Try the truffle. It's my favorite.
Lois: [ Breathing heavily ]
Zod: To think ... a few of these could mean the difference between life and death for your kind. Mmm. I'm General Zod. And all of this is mine to give ...
if you give me the names of whoever snuck you into the restricted zone.
Lois: My dad's a general, too.
Zod: Oh?
Lois: And he still couldn't get me to spill how I got an M1 Abrams t*nk to take me to prom. So I'm definitely not telling you anything.
Zod: Then you hear this. No matter how many times you resistance fighters break into the zone, you'll never ...
Lois: [ Grunts ]
Zod: ... Never take down my tower.
Lois: [ Gasps ]
Zod: What is this?
Tess: Lois?
Lois: You? You redheaded rat!
Zod: Do you know her?
Tess: She used to work for me. But then she disappeared.
Lois: Traitor!
Tess: I am this planet's savior! I helped General Zod take power to ensure this earth's survival.
Lois: Tess Mercer, the ultimate ecoterrorist.
Zod: And what are you? I understand you were seen talking to Clark Kent. It was only a matter of time before the resistance got to him.
Lois: The only thing I'm resisting is the urge to kick both your asses. And if Clark were here right now, he would back me up.
Zod: The only reason Clark is still alive is because I'd hoped he'd join us to bridge the gap between our people.
Tess: Trust me, Zod. No one has worked as hard as I have to get Clark to see the good that we're doing. But I think we've fooled ourselves long enough. He won't come around.
Zod: Which is why ... neither of you is any good to me alive.
Lois: [ Gasps ] Excuse me?
Zod: A double execution will send out a strong message to anyone who would dare defy me. Hmm. Take heart, Lois. At least you can enjoy a glorious last meal.
Lois: [ Gasps softly ]
Zod: Today, two lives end ... but another begins. Rise, soldier.
Lois: You betrayed the entire human race for some crappy dog tags. Way to go!
[ Door opens ]
Clark: Lois. Let her go. Take my life! Let her live!
Lois: Clark.
Zod: Your bravery is commendable. But by defying me, you have forced my hand.
Lois: [ Gasps ]
Zod: I wanted you to join me on this new earth. But now I must bury you beneath it.
Lois: No!
[ Glass shatters ]
[ Arrows whoosh ]
Woman: There's too much kryptonite.
Man: [ Grunts ]
Lois: Oliver.
Oliver: Heya, Legs. Long time, no see.
Lois: And am I glad to see you and your band of merry men.
Oliver: It's not my band.
Lois: What?
Oliver: It's hers.
Lois: Chloe!
Oliver: I didn't think I was ever gonna see you again.
Lois: You almost didn't. Those crazy space inv*de almost k*lled us.
Clark: I guess we owe you guys our lives.
[ Woman whimpering ]
Tess: [ Whimpering ] You always were a good sh*t.
Oliver: I didn't do this to you. I didn't.
Tess: [ Crying ] I know. I did this to myself. It was a risk choosing Zod over my own people ... but someone had to save the earth. I couldn't give up on that.
Oliver: [ Whimpers, sniffles ] [ Breathes shakily ]
Chloe: I had the sh*t. I had to take it.
Oliver: [ Sniffles ]
[ Shovel scraping ]
Tess: [ Gasps, panting ]
Stuart: Oh.
Tess: [ Sighs ] Chloe kills me.
Stuart: I'm not sure what you saw in there, but out here, you were still alive.
[ Computer bee ]
Tess: [ Gasps ]
Stuart: So, I guess I did okay, right?
Tess: You did your job, MENSA boy. Now finish it. I don't want Lois waking up with the memories that I just saw. That would be too dangerous. Use the device to wipe them out.
Stuart: Tess, if I make a mistake, she could come out of this catatonic.
Tess: Don't argue with me, Stuart.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Stuart: [ Sighs ] No. Okay? I won't do it. I won't.
Tess: Excuse me?
Stuart: I'm gonna pull her out, Tess. I'm sorry, but we are literally messing with someone's mind here.
[ g*n ]
Tess: I'm sorry, too.
[ Air whooshes ]
Tess: Clark. Stuart went rogue. He took her. I had to stop him.
Clark: What'd you do to her?
[ Thud, clatter ]
Clark: Aah! [ Grunting ]
Chloe: We may have won the battle, but Zod will come back harder now.
Clark: Then it's time we take a stand. Lois vanished a year ago after she put on the Legion ring.
Chloe: You time-traveled here?
Lois: I'm pretty sure I didn't walk a whole year into the future ... not in these heels. The thing is, I lost the ring. That one-named wonder, Zod, took it.
Clark: We need to get the ring back. Then Lois can return to the past and prevent Zod's tower from being built in the first place.
Chloe: That's not a bad plan, Clark, but why should I trust you now? You already left us once to fight on your own.
Oliver: You abandoned us, big guy ... plain and simple.
Clark: I thought I could stop Zod myself. I tried to take him on as my enemy, and I was wrong. But I'm here now.
Lois: Okay, then, look. Why Clark decided to take on our enemy E.T.s by himself is beyond me, and maybe you think he abandoned the cause or something. But come on ... aren't we all in this together?
Clark: You guys shut down that tower and bring back the yellow sun, you know I'm your best chance of getting back that ring.
Chloe: Maybe. I still don't trust you.
Lois: Well, I guess that's a start. So, about the tower?
Chloe: The towers are the key to the Kandorians' power. They collect all the sun's radiation, turn it red, and then beam it back up to the LuthorCorp satellites.
Oliver: Those satellites take the radiation, and they beam it back down to earth, giving those alien S.O.B.s all their superhuman strength. Now, we take the tower down, we shut them down.
Lois: Guys, I've seen Zod's troops. We are seriously outnumbered. We'd never reach it.
Chloe: We don't have to. We have a secret w*apon ... Watchtower. I powered down Watchtower so the Kandorians couldn't find it, but I can use the computers to hack into Zod's big red flashlight and unleash a virus that should shut it off remotely.
Clark: You guys bring back the yellow sun, and I'll take the others to find the Legion ring.
Lois: I just have one more question. How does turning the sun yellow make Clark our number-one draft pick for taking on this Zod guy?
Clark: Zod and I have history.
Clark: You okay?
Lois: Define "okay." So far today, I've traveled through time, fought a flying alien, and almost got my head chopped off.
[ Door closes ]
Lois: But despite all those things ... one thing I can't believe ... I can't believe you and Chloe aren't friends anymore.
Clark: It's not her fault. I turned my back on her. Lois, after you disappeared, I couldn't ... I couldn't be around Oliver or Chloe. It reminded me of you, and that hurt too much. [ Gulps ] So ... I left ... ... and trained myself to fight Zod.
Lois: Clark ... what did you mean about having a history with him?
Clark: Let's just say that I made some mistakes.
Lois: Stop beating yourself up. You are not alone in this. The truth is ... we could all die tomorrow.
Clark: Lois, I died when you left.
Lois: I'm here now.
Clark: [ Echoing ] I wish we had more time.
Emil: Clark, can you hear me? Clark. Can you hear me, Clark?
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Chloe: The ambulance will be here soon. Stuart's lost a lot of blood, but luckily he's still alive. And I'm sure that Mercer "The Merciless" will be fine. How's Clark?
Emil: Somehow this machine synced their brainwaves. Clark's literally locked into Lois' memories. But I believe there's a way that I can pull them out.
Chloe: Don't close the curtain yet. I took a peek into Lois' therapy files that Tess hacked into. I think that every time that she saw her therapist, it actually unlocked more of her memories from the future.
Emil: Chloe, these memories are physically damaging. You really want to put their lives in danger?
Chloe: Emil, if you pull Clark out now, it will put a lot of other people's lives at stake. When that assassin from the future came back, she told Clark that he would destroy the world. Now, he has to know how to stop it.
[ Beeping ]
Oliver: Honey, I'm home.
Lois: Okay, Chloe, remember when we were 10 and I kicked you out of my clubhouse for spilling soda and you said you'd just build a cooler one? You win.
[ Computer beeps ]
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Lois: So, this is what happens when there's no Blur.
Oliver: That's why we need every hero we can get. For the woman who has everything. It's a meteor-rock Kn*fe. I've encased it in lead so the enemy won't know you're packing till it's too late.
Lois: Even in the future, you still know how to charm a girl.
Chloe: The last firewall's down. I'm in the Zod tower's command center. The virus is almost ready. Take that, master control.
[ Computer beeping ]
Chloe: There. Just a few minutes, we should see our yellow sun rise and shine again.
Oliver: The Kandorians are coming. We should go. I'll scout ahead and make sure the coast is clear.
Chloe: Go. I'll be right behind you.
[ Computer beeps ]
Lois: [ Panting ] Chloe!
[ Air whooshing ]
Lois: Come on! You can make it!
[ Air whooshing ]
Chloe: [ Grunts ]
Lois: No!
[ Thud ]
Oliver: Get the hell away from her.
Lois: [ Panting ] Chloe! Chloe. Chloe.
Chloe: [ Gasping ]
Lois: Chloe, look at me! You're gonna be fine! You're gonna be okay! Chloe? Chloe! [ Crying ] Oh, no.
Oliver: The best way to avenge her death is to get that ring.
Lois: No. [ Sniffles ] No, I won't leave her.
Oliver: She's still alive in the past, Lois. You can save her! Make sure this future never happens, and you'll save all of us. You better get going. Clark's heading to the tower. I'll cover you.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Air whooshing ]
Zod: I should have guessed you'd come after me. All to save a doomed race. When faced with a crumbling world, these humans, they'd rather die than unite under a single leader and do what's required to build a glorious new world.
Clark: [ Grunts ]
Zod: It's tragic. You thought you could take me on like this. Metropolis would not be destroyed if you had all just stopped fighting and joined me.
Clark: We'll never stop fighting, Zod. Humanity will never lose its spirit.
[ Thud ]
Clark: Aah! Aaaaaah! [ Grunts ] Aah!
Zod: Goodbye, son of Jor-El.
Clark: [ Grunts ]
Lois: Clark!
[ Hissing ]
Zod: No.
Clark: Zod! Your reign of terror is over, Zod. I'm sending Lois home to the past. She can warn us about your tower before it's ever built.
Zod: You chose to fight me. You forced me to unleash my power! We could have made this planet a paradise!
Clark: It always was. But you never gave humanity a chance.
Zod: They've made you weak.
Clark: [ Grunts ]
Zod: If she travels back in time, then the lives we know will cease to exist.
Clark: Aah!
[ Chuckles ] You have destroyed our world.
Zod: Ungh! [ Grunts ]
Lois: Clark! Clark! Clark! [ Panting ]
Clark: Lois. Take the ring, put it on.
Lois: No.
Clark: You have to ... now.
Lois: What if I never see you again?
Clark: You will.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Monitor beeping ]
Clark: [ Grunts ]
Chloe: Welcome back, Clark.
Clark: How's Lois?
Chloe: She'll be up in a few minutes with a headache, but it's nothing that a couple of aspirin can't handle.
Emil: I was able to isolate the area of her cortex where her synapses were f*ring at an accelerated rate. By injecting her with a chemical inhibitor, I effectively reset those synapses.
Clark: So her memories from the future are gone, right?
Emil: If she had them while under the influence of the machine, she won't remember.
Chloe: From the look on your face, I take it the future isn't so bright. What did you see, Clark?
Clark: Here. This is for you. You just got back from a trip to the hospital, not Hawaii. You need to take it slow.
Lois: I have hypoglycemia, Clark. Not arthritis. Doc says as long as I eat every three hours, I'm gold. Happy?
Clark: Very. I almost lost you once. I don't want it to happen again. Lois, what are we doing?
Lois: I'm eating a maple doughnut. And you're ... kind of invading my personal space.
Clark: I mean us. Lois and Clark, Clark and Lois, as a couple.
Lois: Whoa, cowboy! You just went from 10 to, like, 110
in 2 seconds flat. Let's just slow it down. You know, I-I still need to get my feet back under me.
Clark: Well, you can lean on me for strength. I feel stronger when you're around, anyway.
Lois: [ Chuckles ] Clark, I have done this dating thing wrong so many times.
Clark: Then let's do it right. Let's take our time.
Lois: Really? In that case ... let's go get a real cup of coffee. And then we'll have lunch ... the first of many. There will be ice cream and chalupas, picnics in the park, dancing in the rain. And you will take me to a monster-truck rally.
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Oliver: You know, for a guy who just got a mondo case of kryptonite, you sure seem happy.
Clark: Well, the sun is shining, Lois is gonna be all right.
Chloe: She should be fine. Dr. Emil ran every possible test on her, and she's healthy and doesn't remember a thing. Except, of course, the flowers that Clark sent to her hospital room, but who could forget five dozen roses?
Oliver: Five dozen roses. Wow. That's subtle.
Chloe: Look, I really don't get why the two of you are grinning, considering the fact that we're all about to die terribly tragic deaths in the not-so-distant future.
Clark: That's because if we do something in the present, we can change all that.
Oliver: Well, I vote we take Zod out right now. That way, he doesn't have a chance to take the sunshine off our shoulders.
Clark: No. In the future that I saw, I tried to fight Zod. All I did was turn him into a more powerful enemy.
Chloe: Clark, just because you learned a lesson in teamwork doesn't mean we have to stop fighting Zod.
Clark: But going up against Zod will only force him to come back with everything he has.
Oliver: So, what, you think you two can just hug it out?
Clark: When my father said "save Zod," what I think he meant was save Zod from himself. Now, if I can befriend him, show him how good life can be here ...
Chloe: That would be a mistake. Clark, if Zod gets his solar towers online, that gives him all the power in the world and us none, including you. Zod will fly psychopathic circles around you.
Clark: Chloe, I've seen what happens when I treat Zod like the enemy. This time, I'm gonna do things the right way.
Zod: This tower must be built ... at all costs! You ... you find your way into city hall. Smooth over any laws that might get in our way. You, infiltrate the power plant to divert the energy we need. And you ...
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: I understand you've been looking for me.
Zod: My brother and sister Kandorians ... he has come. Kneel ... before Kal-el | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x09 - Pandora"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on January 29th, 2010
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Faora: Why don't we have the powers we should have under the yellow sun?
Zod: Kneel before Zod. I have always been true to my word, and I will find the answers we are looking for, or I will die in the quest! My brother and sister Kandorians, he has come. Kneel before Kal-El.
Clark: When you told me you could help me find my father, I didn't know it was because you wired my house.
Chloe: Clark, I wanted to keep an eye on your place until you came home.
Clark: I've been home for weeks. You didn't tell me anything about them.
Chloe: I'm sorry.
Clark: Is there any part of the person I used to know still there?
Oliver: Maybe not. Took a look in the mirror and you were right. I've been running away from myself for a long time. Now I know who I really am.
Chloe: You were living like you had a death wish. I had to push you over the edge in order to pull you back. Even with your face in the gutter, you still had the hero in your heart.
Oliver: Thank you. You know what I'm talking about, Mia, because I used to fight for the same reasons that you do. I can train you. I can teach you how to overcome your fear and get you off the streets.
Mia: My hero.
Lois: What's easier to believe? That there was some phone glitch, or that the farm guy who sits across from me every day is a super powered hero? Must have been crazy to look at Clark through blur-colored glasses.
Clark: You said I had a secret. You were right.
Lois: Let's see what you got. It's just, sometimes ... I feel like I see a whole other side of you.
Clark: I was hoping that we could grab something to eat tonight.
Lois: I'll meet you there.
Lois: See, that party wasn't so bad,. Plus, all the money from the bar goes to charity, so somewhere a kid is getting a new pair of shoes all because I drank a Crantini.
Clark: Sure, it's more then a few kids getting compliments from Lois Lane. Not that I was keeping track.
Lois: Hey Mister, that was two hours and five cups of coffee ago. And okay, I was just I was a little nervous. It was our first public outing as, kind of like, a couple.
Clark: Emphasis on 'kind of.' You wouldn't even let me help you with your coat.
Lois: I held your hand.
Clark: Only when you were taking hors d'oeuvres out of it.
Lois: Tess seemed okay when she found out her top basement reporters are dating. Although, not everyone was doing the happy dance when they saw us together. Ollie didn't have much to say. He left right after we got there.
Clark: Oliver's gotten over bigger hurdles in his life than his friends dating.
Lois: Well, it is a lot to get your head around. Clark Kent and Lois Lane, who knew?
Clark: I did. You know, Lois we could go back to the farm and take a walk. I could give you Clark Kent's tour of the galaxy.
Lois: Smallville, the only planet you know about is the one that you read at the breakfast table ...
[Kissing]
Lois: Okay, then, that was PDA number four on date number five. I'm just keeping track, trying not to rush into this relationship like I've done before.
Clark: Well, Lois, there's nothing we'll be doing in five weeks, that we can't do tonight.
Lois: I know. It's just, this is the one. You're the one I want to get it right with, okay? So, night.
Clark: Night.
[Distinct yelling]: Help! No, No, not my wedding ring! [Stops]
Clark: See you tomorrow morning.
[leaves, speeds away]
Lois: Don't worry, the galaxy will be there next week.
[Car door opens, gets in, but car won't start.]
Lois: Damn it. I knew I should have changed the alternator myself.
[pops hood open, arrow almost hits Lois]
Lois: Come on, Oliver. [Yells] Jealous Much! [Sees arrow about to be thrown]: Oh my god. [runs]
[arrow hits her, falls to the ground]
[Credits]
[Oliver fighting]
[Mia groans]: Oliver! No, Oliver! [He lets her go, the stick planks to the ground]
[Mia breathing hard]
Oliver: Mia.
Mia: What the hell was that about?
Oliver: You tell me. I came here for a training session, Mia, not an audition for k*ll Bill 3.
Mia: I thought if I surprised you, I might actually stand a chance of kicking your butt. But you try to snap my windpipe.
Oliver: You make a pretty convincing ninja.
Mia: Oliver, that was more then an overreaction. You didn't even respond to your own name. It was like you were someone else.
Oliver: This coming from the woman with a mask.
[cell phone goes off, Oliver picks it up]
Oliver: Chloe! Chloe, what's wrong?
[Clark speeding, door opens]
Zod: The apple is such a plain, yet fascinating fruit.
[door closes]
Clark: What are you doing here?
Zod: You know it's the apple that launched the Trojan w*r? One of the great epic battles of all time. And for many religions, it's the apple that falls from the tree of knowledge that represents the fall of man. Now, I found that story quite interesting because it's so aptly illustrates how humans hoard knowledge. Where as our own Kryptonian religion, now, that teaches knowledge should be shared by all.
Clark: I'm sure you didn't come here for a Sunday School lesson. What do you want?
Zod: When we bow down before you, Kal-El, we embraced you with open hearts. Now, some of us feel as if our favor has not been returned.
Clark: Your people.
Zod: Our people.
Clark: Our people have assimilated well. They don't need my help as much as the humans'.
Zod: No, we need it more. We have no powers here, Kal-El. And they expect you to help us get them. We need leadership. A mentor.
Clark: I can't help you. I don't even know how to give our people my powers.
Zod: Surely it's a mystery we can solve together.
Clark: Earth is not another Krypton, and trying to make it one is a dangerous plan.
Zod: Our people ... they don't want to concur. But, if we don't deliver their powers soon, then sooner or later, they will do whatever it takes to get what they want themselves. We um, we have to be able to defend ourselves, Kal-El. These humans, the brutalities ... it's extraordinary. And if they discover us, they will hunt us down like animals.
Clark: I won't let that happen.
Zod: You are reluctant to take action because you don't trust me. You think I k*lled Jor-El. I lost a son, and I would never deprive anyone of his father in his life. You must believe me.
[Cell phone rings in the background, Clark picks it up]
Clark: Hello. Lois! Is she alright? I'll be right there! [Speeds away]
[Door opens]
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Clark.
Clark: I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have left you last night. This never would've happened.
Lois: It's not your fault that I had a bad alternator, Smallville. Look, some psycho obviously wanted to get himself on the front page, and so he decided to sh**t the ace reporter.
Clark: What did he look like? Did you see him?
Lois: Yeah ... he was dressed up like Green Arrow.
Chloe: Hey. You okay? You don't look so great, which for you is not exactly easy.
Oliver: Um, I didn't realize Lois already had a visitor.
Chloe: Come on, Ollie, it's been years since you and Lois steamed up an elevator glass.
Oliver: I know, I know. You have a suspect?
Chloe: Yeah. Uh, he was dressed up like you, actually.
Oliver: What?
Chloe: Yeah. I didn't want to tell you this over the phone, but Lois was sh*t with an arrow. It went in under her shoulder. It didn't do any damage, but the doctor said that if it had just been a centimeter to the right or the left, her artery would have been ceviche.
Oliver: She would have died in minutes.
Chloe: Lucky for her, the guy wasn't exactly William Tell.
Oliver: No, no, this guy makes William Tell look like a Summer camp archery coach. We're not dealing just with some random sh*t here, Chloe. That's a target specifically designed to take down your enemy without k*lling them. sh**t's not an amateur. This guy's a crack marksmen. Not many people in the world could h*t that sh*t. Where's this arrow?
Chloe: Police are running some tests on it. It's pretty low tech compared to your titanium m*ssile. What?
Oliver: Nothing.
[Doors hiss open, hinges open revealing an entry way for arrows]
Oliver: Vordigan.
[Vordigan punches knuckles, while getting dressed]
[Keyboards clacking away, door opens]
Lois: Clark, thank goodness. A girl cannot live by online Jack Black alone. [closes laptop]
Zod: I'm so sorry to disappoint, but I was hoping to make it up with flowers.
Lois: Not that I'm against taking flowers from men I've never met, 'cause lord knows I have. I think you have the wrong room.
Zod: Forgive my lack of manners. America must be wearing off on me. I'm an old friend of Clark's. I was down here donating blood, and I thought I'd stop by and see how you were recovering.
Lois: Oh.
Zod: Clark must have mentioned me. I'm Zod.
Lois: Can't say that he has, and being a championship wrestling fan, I'd definitely remember a name like that.
Zod: Well, you may have never heard of me, but I've heard all about Lois Lane.
[Lois Chuckles]
Lois: Is that supposed to impress me?
[Zod chuckles]
Zod: Oh, that Clark Kent, huh? Can't stop talking about you.
Lois: Really?
Zod: Yeah, after meeting you, I can see that he's not exaggerating.
Lois: How do you know Clark again?
Zod: We've got a lot of history together. And one night when uh, you get better, we'll go out and I'll tell you all about the real Clark Kent. Hmm?
Lois: Tequilas on me. I'm not sure Clark's parents even know the real Clark Kent.
[Zod Chuckles]
Zod: You mean his adoptive parents?
Lois: His only parents, really. I don't think he has any idea who his birth parents are.
Zod: No.
Lois: Okay.
Zod: Okay. Oh, uh, here's to a speedy recovery. The kids on the 2nd floor were selling them and, it's a, it's a charm.
Lois: Interesting shape. Thanks.
Zod: And you tell that Clark Kent, that he's a very lucky man.
Lois: Hmm, I will.
[opens and closes door]
Mia: You wanna tell me what you're doing? 'Cause this looks serial k*ller-scary. Okay, this is where you tell me you hate the taste of flesh to make me feel better?
Oliver: It's nothing, really.
Mia: You have every surveillance photo Queen Industries can capture of you over the last two days. What the hell's up with that?
Oliver: I think someone's following me.
Mia: Well, I guess that would explain our near-fatal meet-and-greet this morning.
Oliver: Yeah, not a real great time to dress up in black and go Steven Seagal on me.
Mia: So, all I'm seeing so far in these pics is ... you. Isn't this where that lady got sh*t last night?
Oliver: Oh, no, no. Hell no! You put that back where you found it. You're in enough trouble as it is. Look, Mia, there's a lot of things here that you don't know about me, okay? I had no right trying to play mentor with you. It's way too risky.
Mia: What?! No, no. I'm not just going to leave you like this Oliver: Hell you're not. I'm not your teacher anymore, you understand me? I want you to walk through that door and don't look back. Get the hell out of here.
[Mia walks out]
[keyboards clacking, mouse clicking, alarm goes off]
Machine: Watchtower security breach. Watchtower security breach. Continued ... [photo clicks on, lights go off]
[Chloe gets h*t with an arrow and falls down, groans; Vordigan throws his arrow and flies off]
[Door opens]
Clark: Chloe, what happened?
Chloe: I'm starting to think our favorite archer isn't all green.
Mia: [softly whispers] Oliver.
Vordigan: Oliver's got a greater destiny, and you're going to help me fulfill it
Chloe: And how many arrow-toting Rambos out there know about Watchtower? And of those, how many could hack into my system?
Clark: Going after Lois. I mean, it's been hard for Oliver ever since she and I have ... -
Chloe: Clark, I know that from the outside it doesn't seem like Oliver would do anything to hurt Lois and me, but his dark half might.
Clark: He left that half behind.
Chloe: Really? Don't you think he bounced back just a little bit fast? I mean, maybe he suppressed it. Split personalities don't know what the other half is doing.
Clark: You think that's what happened to him? Chloe, it would take more then drugs and a few boxing gloves to make him go Jekyll-Hyde.
Chloe: There's something I have to tell you, Clark. A few weeks ago, when Oliver saved Victoria Sinclair, he pulled his life out of the emergency lane and crossed the finish line a hero again, but he didn't do it on his own. I changed a couple of tires along the way. I set the whole thing up.
Clark: What?
Chloe: He was d*ad hero walking, Clark. I had to do something.
Clark: So you went out by yourself, and you saved him?
Chloe: Isn't that what you do every day?
Clark: You should have told me.
Chloe: And this is exactly why I didn't tell you, Clark. Any time you have to pull the trigger on making a difficult decision, you always just walk away.
Clark: I do what's right.
Chloe: You're not willing to do what's necessary.
Clark: Pulling the trigger on Oliver, was that necessary?
Chloe: Not if it really shattered him. Where you going?
Clark: Pick up the pieces.
[Speeds away, computer beeps, keyboard clacks.]
[Door opens and closes, someone touches Oliver and makes him jump]
Oliver: Lois, what are you doing here?
Lois: Well, someone planted an arrow pretty damn close to my heart, and I don't think it's zvupid.
Oliver: There's someone after me, and I think they did this to you.
Lois: Okay I get that there are some things that you have to keep from me, but why would they have att*cked me?
Oliver: Because they know we were together and they are trying to hurt me.
Lois: What about all the other girls you were with? Why couldn't they have sh*t the Danish underwear model.
Oliver: Lois, this person knows everything about me. They know that out of all those other women the only one I ever really cared about ... .was you.
Lois: Oliver, I know you're under a lot of stress right now but you have to pull yourself together. You have to find whoever att*cked Chloe and I.
Oliver: Chloe was att*cked?
Lois: Yes, she's okay. Now I get why this person would go after an ex lover but not a friend.
Oliver: [whispers softly] lover. [loudly] Oh god, the vows, No lovers no allies, and no disciples ... .Mia.
[X-ray vision blurs in, Clark rips open the vault, setting down the arrows]
Chloe: Look I know you probably don't want to see me anytime this century but I finished my research with those arrows, and they were heavily collected, just not by Oliver. Maybe I was wrong.
Clark: I wish you were.
Chloe: I hate to add another box card to the bad news train but I've seen this same symbol before doing my research.
Clark: Where's it from?
Chloe: There's a secret Celtic Society founded by apprentices and master archers.
[keyboards clacking]
Chloe: Rumor was that they were made up of a group of thirteen century vigilante assassins defending coastal towns from att*cks. Think like, the CIA with arrows and plaid skirts.
Clark: Do they still exist?
Chloe: Well they don't exactly have a website but ... [shows computer]
Clark: Some sort of a mentor ship cult. The apprentice follows the orders of the master.
Chloe: And vow to swear off lovers, allies, and disciples.
Clark: That doesn't sound very Oliver.
Chloe: Well not exactly the Oliver that we know now. But, when he left that island he went AWOL for like a year. Maybe he joined this group.
Clark: He never did tell me where he honed his skills, and there's only so much you can teach yourself alone on an island.
Chloe: He was still getting over the loss of his parents, I mean he wouldn't be the first orphan to go and join a cult.
Clark: So there's a chance this night stalker isn't Oliver. Maybe it's someone from his brotherhood, he needs to settle the score.
Mia: Who are you?
Vordigan: Call me Vordigan, I taught Green Arrow almost everything he knows.
Mia: Green Arrow?
Vordigan: And now it's time for my past student to come back home.
[breathing hard]
Mia: You think he's coming back for class reunion, forget it.
Vordigan: He did not come back for me, but he will for you.
[Vordigan shoves Mia and she falls down, arrow sh**t through]
[Mia runs]
Vordigan: At last!
[Arrow sh**t through]
Vordigan: Your friend does heeds his masters call.
[Vordigan hits an arrow at Oliver's making it fall, Oliver grabs another one]
Vordigan: You know why you're here.
Oliver: Vordigan. Our paths split a long time ago.
Vordigan: You took your vows Oliver. Now it's time to fulfill them.
Oliver: You embraced me as your own son. I can't follow in your footsteps.
Vordigan: There comes a time when every master knows his best years are done. I was badly wounded for the first time Oliver, because I wasn't fast enough physically, but ment*lly, I realized a process of decay has g*n. Out tradition dictates, the master must leave this world while he's still and respected. As my chosen successor you must complete your final test, you need to k*ll me.
Oliver: You taught me many things Vordigan, about the kind of man I wanted to become, and the kind of man I didn't.
Vordigan: Some men, don't get to choose who they become. Your heart is dark like mine Oliver.
Oliver: No. When I saw your true colors Vordigan, I left.
Vordigan: Come on Oliver you didn't abandon us because of some higher moral conviction. You left because you liked the thrill of the hunt a little too much, but you can't outrun fate. If you won't fulfill your duties. [tightens grip on crossbow] I will hunt down and k*ll your apprentice, and when you see her d*ad body, the dark archer in you will rise up and you will hunt me down and take vengeance.
[Oliver groans and pushes Vordigan back pinning him to a wall]
Oliver: I'm not going to k*ll you Vordigan.
[Vordigan pushes Oliver back into the wall s*ab his arm. Oliver groans in pain]
[Keyboard clacking, computer beeps, a whoosh of air]
Clark: I checked Oliver's plane, his boat, and all the usual places I found nothing.
Chloe: Yeah well there's not much information in this cult, I mean that's the problem with secret society's right? They're just uh, secret. Still I was hoping to find some search results.
Clark: Yeah Oliver's not the only one I've been worried about. You've been looking at the world through a camera a lot lately Chloe. Maybe it's time you go out and actually live in it.
Chloe: I'm just looking out for people Clark, same as you.
Clark: That's the problem with looking out for people sometimes you lose yourself.
Chloe: Don't worry, no one's getting lost okay? Everything's under control.
[computer beeps]
Chloe: Here's something, there was an altar with markings similar to the ones used by the band of merry men. An entrepreneur bought it and had it shipped from Ireland to his estate in Coast City.
Clark: There's a naval base nearby there should be plenty of satellite coverage.
Chloe: I can switch to passive microwave image that way we can actually see through the clouds.
[keyboards clacking]
Clark: Chloe look the symbol. It's in the form of a maze.
Chloe: There's movement.
[Mouse clicks, zooming in]
Clark: That's the girl that's been training with Oliver.
Chloe: Like an apprentice?
[Keyboards clack, computer beeps]
Chloe: Oh my god Clark, there are these vows. No lovers, that would explain why Lois was h*t. No allies, which would explain my purple heart. And no disciples outside of the cult that's her.
[Clark speeds off]
Oliver: You know he always said that eventually my dark side would rise up and that I would take his life. You were wrong. I sh*t him in the shoulder, exactly where he taught me.
Lois: Clark, sorry I'm late. I was watching the monster truck jump finals, Greg lost his drive train. He is never coming back.
Clark: It's okay Lois he's just a truck.
Lois: Aw Clark, come on that's like saying Tommy Lee's just a drummer. Sometimes I worry there is no poetry in you.
Clark: You just have to look a little deeper.
Lois: What I wouldn't give for a little x-ray vision. Might give me some insight as to why I had to take a cab back from the hospital.
[Lois chuckles]
Clark: I'm sorry that I didn't visit you more, at the hospital Lois. I was trying to get more information on the dark archer.
Lois: That's okay, lucky for you your friend kept me supplied with flowers and gifts.
Clark: Who gave you that?
Lois: You know, Zod.
Clark: Really? What did he have to say?
Lois: Nothing but good things about you. We talked about getting together.
Clark: No, Lois that's not a good idea.
Lois: Why? Are you afraid he's gonna let it slip that you tipped a cow once? Clark there aren't any secrets in your life worthy of the front page. It's okay.
[slaps arm, notices Oliver, touches Clarks shoulder]
Clark: It's PDA number 5, not that I'm keeping track.
[grabs him by the arm and walks away smiling]
[Oliver leaves saddened]
[Mia is hitting a practice dummy]
Oliver: Nice. Someone taught you well.
[Mia scoffs]
Mia: Yeah, then told me he didn't want to see me again. Nice.
Oliver: Mia I was trying to protect you. I felt like if I split from you, Vordigan would leave you alone, and that's the truth.
Mia: Yeah well next time your being an unselfish hero, I could use some explaino. Green Arrow or Mr. Green Arrow.
[Hands keys to Oliver]
Mia: Don't worry, I'm not going to go tell all my friends I used to train with the Emerald Archer.
Oliver: Well he's not done with you yet. I mean, unless of course your done with him.
Mia: No. No I'm actually glad I had my old teacher show up again. Yours, not so much.
Oliver: I still can't get him out of my head. I just keep thinking by the time Vordigan gets out of prison he'll be an old man.
Mia: I think you got better things to worry about.
Oliver: I'm not worried about him Mia, it's what he said. I think he's right. What if I can't outrun these dark places inside me.
Mia: It's why you need me. [hits him playfully] keep you in check. There's a dark place inside everyone Oliver. What we do with it depends not on who our teachers are but what we do with the lessons learned.
[Air whooshes]
Clark: Lois Lane is off limits.
Zod: A Rao charm for good luck is hardly cause for alarm.
Clark: Why would you give her some Kryptonian symbol?
Zod: Rao symbolizes all that is good, once again your assuming the worst of me.
Clark: But we both know the only reason you visited Lois was to send me a message. You can't hurt me but you will hurt those I care about.
Zod: Living on earth had made you mistrustful.
Clark: I trust those who trust me.
Zod: You trust no one Kal-El. Not even the woman that you're supposed to care for. She has no idea who you are, does she?
Clark: Crossing that line is why I won't help you get your powers.
Zod: I'm just trying to save our race.
Clark: Your just doing this to save your army, without them your just an officer with no one to command.
Zod: I do not do this out of ego, I do this out of desperation.
Clark: Don't act like there isn't some agenda your not telling me about. You go near Lois again I will destroy you all.
[Speeds off leaving a mad Zod behind]
Zod: You won't have to.
Faora: Did you find what you were after?
Zod: He didn't recognize the symbol.
Faora: We don't have much time.
Zod: I know.
Faora: I guess the book of Rao is not on earth after all.
[Stops Faora]
Zod: No, Jor-El left it here and when we find it we'll have the needs to complete the tower. And we will turn the yellow sun red, and then Kal-El will not be the only one with powers on this earth. He will be just one of many soldiers in my army. Or a prisoner in my stockade. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x10 - Disciple"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 5th, 2010
Clark: This is Clark. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
[ Beep ]
Chloe: Clark, this is Chloe with message number one-too-many. I know trying to lead a contingent of Kryptonians looking for a new lease on life is putting a lot of weight on your shoulders, and I don't want to add to that, but I'm still trying to set up an official meeting with our supergang. Clark, we're playing too fast and loose. We need to start taking this more seriously.
[ Static, electronic beeping ]
[ Thud ]
[ Rustling ]
Chloe: Who are you?
Sylvester: My name's Sylvester Pemberton. You and I share something in common. We're both trying to bring a team together.
Chloe: I don't know what you're talking about.
Sylvester: You're the one they call Watchtower.
Chloe: Watchtower?
Sylvester: Technology today makes hiding a whole lot harder, Miss Sullivan. When someone like you reaches out and plugs into so many outlets, someone else is bound to pull out one of those cords and follow it back to the source. You're lucky a friend did it first.
Chloe: Friends? Friends don't sneak up on each other in a dark alley.
[ Thunder rumbles, wind whistles ]
Chloe: [ Sighs ] Is it just me, or did it get really cold really fast?
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Hey!
Sylvester: Stay down, Miss Sullivan.
[ Lid slams ]
[ Glass shattering ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Sylvester screams ]
[ Screaming continues ]
[ Man laughs evilly ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: [ Gasping ] Help! Somebody, help!
Sylvester: They came after us. They'll come after all of you.
Chloe: Wha ...
Sylvester: Check.
Chloe: What? Check what? Check what?! Who are you? Who's coming?!
[ Siren wailing ]
Clark: Chloe, are you okay?
Chloe: Yeah. Just some moderate frostbite and a little sleep deprivation. Nothing a cup of hot cocoa and a nap won't fix. But the real question is, are you okay? I haven't heard from you in days.
Clark: Yeah, we've been playing phone tag.
Chloe: Uh, no, phone tag implies two people. I've been playing phone solitaire. Not nearly as much fun.
Clark: I'm sorry. I've been meaning to call.
Chloe: Clark, it's okay. No apology is needed. Protecting the streets of Metropolis and chasing down Lois Lane is more than enough to juggle. Add to that you're now leading the secret city Kandorians Clark: I'm only helping them find their place here. They're trying to make Earth their home, like J'onn J'onzz did when he got a job in the police department and became a detective.
Chloe: So, what? You're expecting the Kandorians to just become firemen and short-order cooks?
Clark: They need to make their own lives and then move on from there. Who was he?
Chloe: His name was Sylvester Pemberton, but other than that, I haven't got a clue.
[ Dialing ]
Chloe: But I'm gonna get one. Hi, again. I just want to make sure you have all my contact info in case you need anything else.
I think I'm all set, Miss Sullivan. Thank you.
[ Beep ]
Courtney: No! What do you mean?! He can't be d*ad! D-don't. [ Sobbing ] [ Sniffles ]
Clark: Are you all right?
Courtney: [ Sighs ] My friend was m*rder.
Clark: I'm sorry. I don't know what to do. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Do you want to sit down?
Courtney: What is wrong with you people?
Clark: Us people?
Courtney: The press. Haven't you vultures done enough to Sylvester?
Clark: I wasn't looking for a quote. I ...
Courtney: Just stay the hell away from me.
Chloe: What was that drama about?
Clark: She obviously has a problem with reporters. She's friends with Sylvester Pemberton.
Chloe: Pemberton knew about Watchtower. He wore some kind of weird uniform. He had a w*apon that could control light. He was k*lled by ice from someone or something. I'm getting some serious Wall of Weird flashbacks here, Clark. I know that you have a lot of things pressing right now, but this is a job for Clark Kent. His final phone call lasted 30 minutes. It was with a guy named Wesley Dodds. You need to go check it out.
[ Clock ticking ]
Wesley: [ Screaming ] [ Screaming ]
Icicle: [ Laughs evilly ] You dreamt about me, didn't you, Mr. Dodds? But that's what you do. You dream about k*lling. It's time for The Sandman to finally have a good night's sleep.
[ Wind whistling ]
Chloe: Oliver. You got my message.
Oliver: I got all 10 of them, Chloe. Where are the other Superfriends?
Chloe: Still waiting for them to ping me back. See, this is why I keep asking everybody to come up with some sort of standardized trouble alert. The team needs structure.
Oliver: Is that what we're lacking? You're really on a kick lately, Chloe. Personal phone conversations ... bank records ... Amazon Wish List.
Chloe: Big sister's watching.
Oliver: Is that my e-mail? Chloe, I'll have you know that those messages between me and Canary were purely platonic.
Chloe: Can we skip your virtual love life and actually focus on the job here?
Oliver: Gladly.
Chloe: Great. Our victim's name is Sylvester Pemberton, and he had a long criminal record.
[ Beeping ]
Chloe: Fraud, embezzlement, and as*ault. He didn't have any family, but he did have a friend show up at the hospital.
[ Beeping ]
Chloe: Courtney Whitmore. She's a h*m* at Blue Valley High, and, uh, she gets a big old D-plus for her attendance. She hasn't been to school in the last three weeks.
Oliver: You don't think blondie's our k*ller, do you?
Chloe: No, but I do think she knows something. I want to take a closer look at this glowing staff the police have in evidence. We need to get it.
Oliver: "We" meaning "me," right?
[ Door opens ]
Oliver: Hello? Mr. Dodds?
[ Siren wailing ]
No b*ll*ts. Just residual ice again.
So, minus the patriotic hoodie plus one gas mask, and Dodds was k*lled the same way as Pemberton? With what? Some kind of ice w*apon?
Evidence would suggest that w*apon is more of a who than a what. The ice samples we pulled from the first victim's wounds have human DNA.
So the k*ller was some kind of meta-human with an icy touch?
Chloe: Well, that explains my arctic ride in the Dumpster of Doom.
Dr. Emil: Well, he certainly has interesting taste in victims. But Clark said that the assailant left the letters J-S-A. You have any idea what that means?
Chloe: Maybe it's a calling card. Our cold-blooded cryo-k*ller definitely seems to have a score to settle. What was Clark able to dig up?
[ Bag rustling ]
Nothing yet. When he checked in, he was still knee-deep in excavation at the Daily Planet archives.
Email: Right. Let me run a few more tests on this. And I'll see if I can help Clark unearth some answers about the elusive JSA.
Didn't think we'd have to dig this deep.
[ Blows ]
Chloe: Well, I couldn't find anything online beyond Sylvester Pemberton's rap sheet. Maybe they didn't want anyone else finding it.
They? "They" who?
Chloe: Sylvester Pemberton worked with 12 other known criminals, including Wesley Dodds. He mentioned bringing a team back together.
Clark: Back together? That means, at some point, they broke apart. They were systematically caught and taken down.
Chloe: For what?
Clark: The crimes don't match who they are.
Chloe: Yeah, but they were called "con men" for a reason, Clark.
Clark: That's Sylvester Pemberton. He was accused of embezzling from his own company. That's Wesley Dodds ...
international business. He had no prior criminal record until he was arrested at a student demononstration that turned violent. A young woman was k*lled.
Chloe: Who's that?
Clark: Al Pratt. Physics professor at Calvin College. Arrested for as*ault police officers when they went after Dodds.
Chloe: Wait a minute. I know that guy. That's Ted Grant. He's a heavyweight champion, but ... how is he involved with these guys?
Clark: Jay Garrick, a research scientist. He's charged with fraud and resisting arrest. Alan Scott, the C.E.O. Of a broadcasting company? Arrested for aiding and abetting.
Clark: Chloe, they have no connections besides their arrests. They don't even sound like criminals. And I got to say that Abigail Hunkel doesn't exactly strike fear in this hero's heart.
Chloe: Talking about these arrest reports, each one of them tried to take the fall for the other, and they tried to protect one another.
Clark: I guess during the golden age of robbery and racketeering, there was honor among thieves.
Chloe: This goes beyond honor. There were missing witnesses, circumstantial evidence, accusations of jury tampering. They stood by one another, and in the end, none of the convictions held up.
Clark: Almost sounds like you admire them.
Chloe: I admire their loyalty. Well, I'll stay here and finish downloading the 411 on the mystery men the old-fashioned way. You need to go and warn Carter Hall. He's the next name on Pemberton's call list. He called him over a dozen times in the last two days. What kind of a team was this, Clark?
[ Doorknob turns ]
Carter: The museum is closed ... permanently.
Clark: The door was open.
Carter: Wasn't supposed to be.
Clark: Mr. Hall? Mr. Hall, I'm Clark Kent from the Daily Planet.
Carter: What do you want?
Clark: I came by to talk to you about a few of your friends ... Sylvester Pemberton, Wesley Dodds. They were both m*rder.
Kent: Red, white, and blue. Two betrayed. Stars and Stripesy, stars and stripe. [ Breathing heavily ] Sandman doesn't dream anymore. Is Mister Terrific still terrific? I don't think so.
Clark: Who's that?
[ Indistinct whispering ]
Kent: Who is that? Who is that?
Carter: Kent Nelson. Dr. Kent Nelson.
Kent: But the doctor is out. He's gone bowling.
Carter: My friend is very sick. Now, I haven't spoken to Pemberton or Dodds in years.
Clark: Sylvester Pemberton called your phone several times over the last few days.
Carter: I didn't answer.
Clark: Mr. Hall, I understand that you'd be reluctant to talk to the police, given your past, but I ...
Carter: You don't know anything about my past, kid.
[ Whispering continues ]
Kent: He doesn't. Tick-Tock. The Hourman's run out. The Atom is split. No, he doesn't. He doesn't, Nabu, so stop whispering.
Carter: We have nothing else to say. Thank you for your time.
[ Door closes ]
Kent: The helmet has something to say. He whispers. He whispers. He could help.
Carter: We only help ourselves, Nelson. Like we've always had to.
Kent: Maybe ... maybe ... maybe not. Maybe not.
[ Siren wailing ]
Oh, yeah, I got a peek inside lockup. Pemberton's glow stick is M.I.A.
Chloe: Oliver, we have to track it down.
Oliver: Call you back. Excuse me. Miss Whitmore?
Courtney: [ Scoffs ] Do know if I had to take a guess, I'd say that golden rod doesn't belong to you.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] Well, it belongs to me now. Really don't want to get the police involved in this, do you? I mean, it'd be a shame to miss your Junior Junior prom. Breaking and entering into police lockup gets you more than a slap on the wrist.
Oliver: Whoa.
Courtney: [ Chuckling ] Hey. Come any closer, and I'll give you my version of a slap on the wrist.
Oliver: Let me just cut to the chase, Lite-Brite. Two people were m*rder, including a friend of yours.
Courtney: Two?
Oliver: I'm trying to figure out who's behind all this, but I need you to be straight with me. [ Gasps ]
Courtney: We help ourselves Oliver: hey, wait!
Oliver: If someone's k*lling criminals from the past, why kidnap Courtney?
Maybe she knew what Sylvester Pemberton had hidden up his star-covered sleeve. His car received a handful of parking tickets in this lot, so it should be easy to spot.
Chloe: You could say that.
Oliver: All right. Just give me a sec to get this door open.
Chloe: Or you could just try the handle.
Oliver: Come on.
Chloe: Clark's at the Daily Planet trying to track down Pemberton's home address right now, but it looks like he may have been living here.
Oliver: Well, if he knew someone was after him, maybe he was on the run.
Chloe: Well, his choice of transport doesn't exactly blend in. "Star Rocket Racer." What do you suppose this was ... their getaway car?
Oliver: He knew about us. He knew our identities. That means Courtney probably does, too.
Carter: You shouldn't have dragged Sylvester's sidekick into this, Nelson.
Courtney: I'm not his sidekick. I'm his protégé.
Carter: You're a little girl. Your stepfather must be worried sick. Go home.
Courtney: I read Sylvester's coroner report. There was frostbite around the b*llet wounds but no b*ll*ts. It's him, isn't it?
Kent: Jack Frost nippin' at our toes.
Courtney: Oliver queen said that there are two d*ad.
Kent: Wesley Dodds, the Sandman.
Courtney: We have to do something.
Carter: [ Sighs ] Look at Kent Nelson, Courtney. He spends most of his days wandering the streets, searching for the secrets to the universe at the bottom of trash cans.
Courtney: So, Doctor Fate is incapacitated. The Sandman and the Star-Spangled Kid are both d*ad. You were their leader. What's your excuse? Please don't make me ask another team for help.
Carter: Oh, the kids out there playing hero are hardly a team. [ Scoffs ] They don't know w to lace their own boots.
Courtney: Well, maybe if you had laced up your boots when Sylvester had asked you to, he might still be alive!
Carter: Don't waste your breath. I have enough guilt to last 20 lifetimes.
Courtney: What would Shiera have done?
[ Thunder rumbling ]
Chloe: Oliver's searching all over the city for any sign of Courtney.
Clark: How did they know our identities?
Chloe: I think they've been tracking us a long time, Clark.
Clark: Let's just hope the prime m*rder suspect hasn't.
Chloe: Did you find one?
Temperature dropped 40 degrees right before Pemberton was att*cked. You said that the skin around Pemberton's wounds was covered with ice, just like Wesley Dodds'. This is what led me to joar mahkent. Back in Pemberton's day, he was a cryo-kinetic h*t man that was called The Icicle.
Chloe: Where's The Icicle now?
He's still recovering from some serious injuries he sustained several years ago. He's in the psych ward at Metropolis General. At least he's supposed to be.
Carter: [ Sighs ] We're gonna need him, Nelson.
Kent: No. No. No, no. No. I'm not good enough.
Carter: My morality might have wavered. Yours never did.
[ Indistinct whispering ]
Kent: [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Whispering continues ]
Kent: You don't realize ... how badly I wish I could remember, carter. I wish I could remember what my life was like before Doctor Fate. I think I had a wife. [ Chuckles ] Her name was Inza. And I had a family. But I don't know where they are anymore. I scared them away.
Carter: Not all of them, my friend.
Kent: Please, Nabu, don't whisper too loudly. Don't show me what can be or not be.
[ Indistinct whispering ]
Kent: Fate is a fatal thing. [ Screaming ]
[ Whispering continues ]
Doctor Fate: Greetings, Hawkman.
Carter: Doctor Fate?
It's been a long while since I made someone bleed. Time to go hunting.
Clark: I can't help but wonder what happened to these people. They were so close.
Chloe: They were criminals, and they were caught. That's what happened.
Clark: Carter Hall's definitely hiding something else in that museum.
Chloe: Reporter's intuition?
Clark: Clark Kent's. What is it, Chloe?
Chloe: d*ad end. The Icicle's been in a vegetative state for the last decade.
Clark: If that's true, there's no way he can be our k*ller.
[ Indistinct whispering ]
Chloe: What are you doing to him?!
[ Whispering continues ]
Doctor Fate: Your fate is utterly binding. You are invaluable, Clark Kent. But you ... you walk the same path I do, Chloe Sullivan.
Clark: Who are you?
Doctor Fate: Let me show you, my friend.
Chloe: Clark? Oliver?
Oliver: What's wrong?
Chloe: Clark's gone.
Oliver: What do you mean, "He's gone"?
Chloe: Like one of Pemberton's old g*ng somehow teleported him away. He said he had to show him something. Called him his friend. Where would they take him?
Oliver: I think the same place they took Courtney. Another twist to the mystery, Chloe. Satellites caught the glow of that staff over the Metropolis sky 10 minutes ago. I followed it. Wherever Goldilocks went, she got a change of clothes. It's getting stranger.
Chloe: Stranger how?
Oliver: Well [Sighs] It's in the middle of the night in su1c1de Slum. She's standing under a streetlight. She's all dolled up with no place to go. Looks like she's making herself ... a target.
What the hell are you doing here?!
Me?! What are you doing?! Get out of here!
Oliver: Red, white, and blue. Loud and proud to be an American. Nice.
Courtney: Well, at least I'm proud of something other than myself.
Oliver: What's that supposed to mean?
Courtney: I know what kind of hero you are, Green Arrow.
Oliver: Is the masked cheerleader really talking down to me? Where's my friend? Where's Clark?
[ Wind whistling ]
Icicle: Anyone up for some ice cream? Who are you supposed to be, sweetie? The new Star-Spangled Kid?
Courtney: It's Stargirl. Say "cheese."
[ Ice shattering ]
Courtney: You jaded jerk! You've just ruined everything! This was my chance. I was supposed to get the first sh*t at Sylvester's k*ller! He promised me.
Oliver: He? He who?
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Oliver?
Ugh! Oh! Oliver! Ugh! Ugh!
Chloe: You okay?
Carter: He'll live. Now, stay the hell out of our business. The next time, I won't ask so nicely.
[ Air whooshes ]
Oliver: It was a bit dysfunctional and hard to wrangle at times, but when the chips are down, we're always there, Chloe. They took Clark out from under our noses. And I took this off the winged wonder when he yanked me into the sky.
Chloe: Looks like an antique ... from a museum.
Oliver: I say we get some reinforcements, get Clark, throw them through some windows.
[ Telephone rings ]
Doctor Fate: Detective J'onn J'onzz.
Clark: Ugh. Why did you bring me here?
Carter: Doctor Fate says you're a big deal. I don't see it.
Doctor Fate: Clark Kent is not like the others. His path is righteous.
Courtney: If Doctor Fate says he's okay, that means he's okay, right?
Clark: Why have you been watching us?
Courtney: Sylvester wanted to bring together a new Justice Society ... one with the surviving members and us new kids.
Carter: It wouldn't have worked, Courtney. People never learn. This generation will make the same mistakes the last one did ... like the one before that. Obvious by how you've skipped your homework, you don't even know who we are.
Clark: You don't know who we are either. But none of us here are the bad guys.
[ Arrow strikes ]
Oliver: You sure about that, Clark? The winged warrior here threw me through a window.
Carter: I hope I didn't make you cry.
Oliver: Drop the mace, Conan.
Carter: I will ... on your head.
Oliver: Bring it, Big Bird.
Carter: Just for the record, you started it.
Oliver: I'll finish it.
Courtney: Hawkman, no!
J'onn: [ Chuckles ] I hope it's not too late to say, "we come in peace."
This is our responsibility. The people being m*rder were our teammates, our friends. Once we find the Icicle, we'll fade back away.
We're not asking you to.
All we want is justice.
Justice? Well, everything we've heard about you guys Is a little blurry when it comes to justice.
You mean what you've read. Do you even know who you're working with here?
These old men have criminal records Longer than that staff of yours.
They made those up!
It's none of their business.
With all due respect, we're making it our business.
Even when I had the power to leave earth, I chose not to, For one reason ... hope. Hope for the future. Humanity's capacity for v*olence is great, But their capacity for hope Is greater than any I've ever encountered.
There's a m*rder on the loose. As long as you know something about it, We're not going anywhere.
I'm sorry I was late for breakfast, Smallville, But you would not believe the morning I just had. On my way to interviewing nobel prize-winning tech guru Michael Holt, my taxi ran out of gas. So I got out, like a good soldier, and I pushed.
Lois: Then a bus ran through a mud puddle. Not that I don't mind a good mud bath, but I prefer mine without clothes. So by the time I got to Met U., I was interviewing the cleanup crew about how to get the stains out of this jacket. Clark?
Tess: Thanks, Lane.
Lois: What could possibly be more important than a morning date with the great Lois Lane? What is this?
Tess: Mud wrestling again, Lois?
Lois: Tess Mercer. What brings the big boss all the way downtown to the little newspaper that could? I thought the Daily Planet was slipping off your priority list.
Tess: Print is d*ad. So is privacy. I'm expecting a package myself. And you know the mailroom here. They can get things a bit mixed up.
My name in print. I guess I haven't been having many problems.
No. Not yet.
[ Sighs ]
[ Door opens ]
Icicle: What they did to you was an injustice, Dad. They took the only family I have left away. I've only just g*n to take away them.
Carter: The Justice Society of America was cleaning up the streets before you were in diapers. We tried our best to stay out of the public eye, but a government task force got wind of our extracurricular activities. They wanted us to work for them. They wanted us to unmask.
Clark: And you said no.
Carter: We refused to play ball, so they went after us hard. One by one, they uncovered our identities. They had us arrested ... and institutionalized. They forced us out of the skies and off the streets. We were ripped away from our families ... while trying to protect them.
Clark: Then why didn't you fight back?
We did.
Carter: For as long as we could. [ Sighs ] As I could. [ Sighs ] I wasn't the leader they thought I was. I made too many mistakes.
Clark: I've made mistakes, but I haven't quit.
Carter: Haven't quit? You haven't started. Not as a team, anyway.
Clark: You're making this too personal.
Carter: That is our strength, not our weakness.
Courtney: Carter, please. There's over a dozen members of the Justice Society still out there. Jay, Ted, Alan. If we don't team up and stop The Icicle, he'll go after them next.
Clark: It's obvious you still care about this team. If you didn't, you wouldn't have kept watch over all of this.
Carter: This is a temporary alliance.
Do you have any idea where we can find Icicle?
Chloe: I've got one or two. Unless this is costumes only.
Carter: Who's this ... your secretary?
Our eyes and ears.
Chloe: There's a couple possibilities where Icicle might show next. Security cameras caught him at the hospital, visiting his father last night ... target one. And if he's anything like his father, he's gonna need to replenish his abilities with some liquid nitrogen ... target two.
J'onn: Do you know where the nearest nitrogen depot is?
Chloe: No, but I can find it, J'onn. I just need to look at their computer. Got one?
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Courtney: Wow. So, this is where you guys operate?
Chloe: More or less. Mostly less.
[ Chuckles ] And I guess it's everything you could ever ask for to fight the good fight, right?
Courtney: It's missing something. Where are the pictures ... or, you know, a place to sit down and eat?
Sylvester always told me that the JSA's brownstone was considered a second home for everyone. I mean, they'd even spend Thanksgivings there with their spouses and kids. It was like a family.
Yeah. I mean, it was a family.
Chloe: How did you get involved with the Justice Society?
Courtney: Well, my, um, stepfather, pat, was Sylvester Pemberton's sidekick years ago. The Star-Spangled Kid and Stripesy.
Chloe: Stripesy?
Courtney: [ Chuckles ] It was like the worst codename ever. I found Sylvester's old equipment, and ... well, at first, I put it on, you know, just to annoy Pat. But ... I don't know. The first time I ever saved someone ...
Chloe: You were hooked.
Courtney: Yeah. Line and sinker.
Chloe: Yeah.
[ Chuckles ] So, you're not actually related to any of them?
Courtney: Well, family is not just about blood. And ... watching people doesn't make them a part of your life. I don't know. I mean ... maybe your team would operate better if you didn't get together only when there was trouble ... and if you made it a little more "home, sweet home" and a little less nuclear w*r room.
[ Beep ]
Man: Incoming communication ... Green Arrow.
[ Beep ]
Chloe: Hey, Oliver, what do you got?
Oliver: I heard my wingman.
Did you put the call into the Snow Miser?
Chloe: I rerouted the call through the hospital and left a message that said that his father's taken a turn for the worst. If Icicle is checking in as often as he has been, we should be able to catch him at Met Gen.
Thanks.
[ Static ]
Oliver: God, I hate waiting.
Carter: But you love talking.
Oliver: Shut up.
[ Air whooshes ]
Oliver: Why did they have to team us up together?
Carter: I asked them to ... so I could keep you in line.
Oliver: What are you ... my chaperone?
Carter: Think of me as your parole officer but with a mace.
Oliver: Well, I don't know what that means. But this whole thing is bad news. You want to know why? 'Cause no one's been able to answer "why."
Carter: Why what, Green Punching Bag?
Oliver: Frosty's Kid's going after you for putting dear old dad in traction, right? But why now? It's been decades.
Carter: Because revenge is a dish best served cold.
Oliver: We're telling jokes now?
Carter: Right.
Clark: Why did you ask me to stay behind? What is it we need to talk about?
Doctor Fate: The hope for tomorrow that your alien friend spoke of ... you are that hope. I have seen it.
Clark: Because you see the future?
Doctor Fate: I see everyone's fate ... but my own. Sometimes that scares me. But when I see the future of someone such as yourself, I believe in tomorrow again.
Clark: When you saw my fate, what did you see?
Doctor Fate: You will lead this generation as Hawkman once led ours.
Clark: You sound like a group I met from the future. They hinted at my destiny, but they were as vague as you are.
Doctor Fate: Then let me be specific. Although Lex Luthor is your ultimate opponent, you will triumph over him.
Clark: Lex? Lex is d*ad.
Doctor Fate: And when you show yourself to the world, it will be a different age than ours, Clark ... a silver age of heroism that will start when they look up into the sky at you with hope for tomorrow. You will help everyone embrace it.
[ Knock on d]
Lois: Hello? Hello?
Clark: Lois? What's she doing here? She shouldn't be in the middle of this.
Doctor Fate: She is the key.
[ Air whooshes ]
Lois: Hello? Hello?! [ Sighs ] Careful, Lois. This is the part where the doomed girl runs into the guy with the hockey mask. Me. Aah! What the ... what is this ... reverse Halloween? Nice helmet.
Doctor Fate: Thank you.
Lois: I was looking for Carter Hall.
Doctor Fate: He's not here.
Lois: Apparently, he was part of a group of masked mystery men that were railroaded out of business. I'm guessing you were one of them.
Doctor Fate: I see your fate, Lois Lane. You are the one he will need. He is the one you will need.
Lois: What?
Doctor Fate: The savior ... the one who will lead us all ... the sentient power.
Lois: [ Gasps ] [ Sighs ] I wonder if he does horoscopes.
[ Door opens ]
Amanda: You're taking this assignment too personally.
Icicle: That's because it is personal, Waller.
Amanda: Agent Waller.
Icicle: [ Sighs ] Hawkman and the Justice Society left my father brain-d*ad.
Amanda: And your mother died in childbirth from hypothermia. She froze from the inside out because you inherited your father's frosty touch. Who do you blame for her death?
Icicle: Don't try and twist me around, Waller. Maybe you pulled me out of juvie, but the only reason I agreed to go on these little missions of yours was to get a sh*t at the Justice Society.
Amanda: [ Sighs ] I grew up in Chicago, Icicle. The cold doesn't bother me.
Icicle: I k*lled everyone you asked me to ... people I didn't know. Maybe they had families. Maybe they didn't deserve to die. But I did it anyway. I did you a favor.
Amanda: Let's be crystal-clear, Icicle. No one's doing anyone a favor. This is business.
Icicle: They took my father! If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have all this blood on my hands. This is personal. You don't like it, find someone else to clean up your mess.
Amanda: You're right. This job should have been finished years ago. It's a black mark on Checkmate's board.
Icicle: Then let me finish it.
Clark: How's everyone else doing?
Chloe: J'onn and Fate are scouring the nitrogen depots. Hawkman and Green Arrow, A.K.A. the new B.F.F.s, are looking for ice boy. Any luck on your end?
Clark: I checked Lois's car and apartment. Someone led her to the museum ... someone who wants her to get caught in the middle of all this.
Chloe: It's just a question of who.
Clark: Chloe, I'll call you back.
Tess: Should I even bother asking?
Clark: You can either hand those to me, or I can take them from you.
Tess: Well, it sounds like fun. But given our last few encounters, I should probably stay out of the sandbox.
Clark: Suspicious much?
Tess: Maybe you two really are perfect for each other.
Clark: You were smarter when you were leaving.
Tess: I always thought it would be hard for you ... you know, being boyfriend-girlfriend with someone so nosy. Maybe you're not the only one with a secret Clark: What do you know about this?
Tess: Not much. Just that your girlfriend is in way over her head.
Lois: Clark Kent. And to think I was actually looking forward to breakfast with the Daily Planet's mild-mannered no-show. Late night?
Clark: I heard you were working on some kind of m*rder case.
Lois: Cases. Plural. And I've got my hands on a case full of classified intel ... double super-classified.
Clark: Mind if I take a look?
Lois: Usually, we're a great team, but you already decided to go it solo today, so I just followed suit.
Clark: I'm sorry that I was out, Lois, but maybe I can assist you.
Lois: We could be like Woodward and Bernstein. Clark and Lois. Lois and Clark.
Clark: If it's so double super-classified, how did you get on the case, Lois?
Lois: I was handpicked by an anonymous source. The two people that were m*rder had criminal records, but it's all fabricated. Clark, they were vigilantes like The Blur. Part of an underground group of honest-to-goodness spandex-sporting superheroes. I met one of them. He was wearing a gold-plated helmet and axe, which actually looked pretty good.
Clark: And that's all you know?
Lois: No. [ Chuckles ] Their leader ... a man named Carter Hall ... almost k*lled one of their enemies ... someone named The Icicle. He had a son, and here's the weird thing. They both have special powers, and he was plucked from juvie by someone very high up. Sealed records. Now, I'm not supposed to know this ... but there were other bad guys that these underground heroes fought, and every single one of them was released from prison secretly. They and their records, M.I.A.
Clark: Someone's collecting them.
Lois: I appreciate the assist.
Doctor Fate: I'm interested in you. You are not a human, but you are forced to be.
J'onn: I used to have special abilities like Clark.
Doctor Fate: But you sacrificed them to save Clark Kent. You see what I see in Clark Kent but without the aid of the helmet of Nabu. Its magic reveals the fates of people around me. I look into the window of the future and witness what might be. But, eventually, it became much I saw too much. Before your people were destroyed, did you have a wife, J'onn?
J'onn: And a daughter.
Doctor Fate: You miss your family ...
as do I.
[ Thud ]
[ Indistinct whispering ]
J'onn: We're in danger.
[ Whispering continues ]
Doctor Fate: We're too late. He's already been here. It is not your fate to die this day, Martian.
Icicle: You've been out of the game too long, Doc. You're way out of practice. Oh! Your heyday ...
[ Thud ]
Icicle: ... Is over. But I'm still in my prime.
[ Indistinct whispering ]
[ Whispering continues ]
Courtney: Clark?
Clark: Courtney, I'm sorry about Doctor Fate.
Courtney: I know. When Hawkman heard, he flew off. Green Arrow went after him.
Clark: And J'onn?
Courtney: This doctor named Emil had him transferred to a secured room.
Dr. Emil, what do you think?
Emil: J'onn seems to be undergoing some kind of incubation, but the end result, we can't begin to guess.
[ Beeping ]
Excuse me.
[ Beeping stops ]
Courtney: Part of me wishes Hawkman would find Icicle first. He'd do what I wouldn't. I know it's wrong.
Chloe: It is wrong, Courtney.
Courtney: Sylvester said that. The JSA has always done the right thing. And in the end, when everything got turned upside down, Hawkman began crossing the line so many times that the line disappeared altogether.
Then it's up to you to make it right. You're the next generation.
Courtney: [ Chuckles ] Sylvester said that, too. You're a lot like him.
When this is over, don't let the torch that he kept burning ... the one that he literally passed on to you ... go out. Keep his legacy alive, and you keep him alive.
[ Sighs ]
Amanda: Those are classified.
Lois: I was wondering how they got here.
Amanda: They were left for you, Miss Lane.
Lois: Who are you?
Amanda: If I'm going to give you a front-page story, does it matter?
Lois: Okay, then. Why me?
Amanda: I've read your work. You pull more skeletons out of closets than the organization I work for have hidden. You embrace the truth. And the truth will set you free.
Lois: Your point is?
Amanda: I'll be in touch.
[ Monitor beeping, ventilator whooshing ]
Icicle: This is it, Dad. This is gonna help me finish them off. Now I'm ready.
[ Indistinct whispering ]
Icicle: Goodbye, Father.
[ Whispering continues ]
Icicle: I love you.
[ Wire thuds ]
Icicle: Aaaaaah!
Oliver: I'm thinking we should regroup with the others before we go after Icicle Jr.
Carter: You go back to Sherwood, Robin Hood. I'll turn The Icicle into slush myself.
Oliver: You know, it's not what happened to you that destroyed this team, is it? It's what happened to her. Right? Hawkgirl? Who was she ... your partner?
Carter: My wife.
Oliver: You were married?
Carter: Hard to believe? What would someone like me know about love? Well, I only know it ends. But it always ends, in every one of my lives, past and present.
Oliver: Past lives?
Carter: Shiera and I were born over 1,000 years ago. We were cursed by one of our enemies. Destined to fall in love, only to watch each other die, lifetime after lifetime.
[ Kn*fe scraping ]
Carter: Well, the sooner this life is over, the sooner I see my wife again.
Oliver: I've never had a connection like that. At least, not one that lasted.
Carter: Because you hide it.
Oliver: Hide what?
Carter: You don't want anyone to know how important they are to you, so you act like a jackass. I do know what it's like to feel like the only thing left to do with your life is throw it away.
Oliver: But you didn't, did you? You stuck around for Doctor Fate.
Carter: [ Sighs ] He needed my help.
Oliver: He did. He needed your help, and now there's a young girl out there, and she's counting on you. The rest of your team is out there. So why don't you take the death wish and shelf it? Thing's heavier than it looks.
Carter: You get used to it.
Oliver: You know, you really got to work on your landings.
Carter: It would have been a lot smoother if you hadn't thrown up.
Oliver: Send me your dry-cleaning bill. Send me your dinner bill.
How's J'onn?
There's not much more they can do for him.
Oliver: Then I guess we'll just have to wait.
Carter: No more waiting. No more pairing off. We should have stuck together from the beginning.
[ Air whooshes ]
Icicle: [ Coughing ] Your fate is in my hands. Or I guess I should say, it's on my head.
[ Air whooshing ]
Icicle: I k*lled you.
J'onn: I'm Mars' sole survivor. There's a reason for that.
Icicle: No! Aah!
I'm sorry about your friend.
So am I.
Carter: You're not like the others, are you, Clark? Kids who are in it for the thrills or because they have a chip on their shoulder? You don't do this for glory or vengeance.
Clark: I guess not.
Carter: Your team is better than I thought, too. Even I have to admit, Green Arrow has pretty good aim.
Clark: [ Chuckles ] We're not a team. Not like yours.
Carter: Why? Because of you?
Clark: They're the best friends that I have, Carter, but I don't know if we'll ever be what the JSA was.
Carter: [ Sighs ] You have to trust them.
Clark: I do.
Carter: You have to remember they're people, too. They'll make mistakes. We all do. We all have to keep trying. Isn't that what you said?
Clark: Yeah.
Carter: You know, I only learned to fly after my kingdom was att*cked and taken from me. It was only then that I realized it wasn't the throne that was important. It was my people ... ... my wife. You have the capacity to break the chains that are holding you down, Clark. And when you do, what Doctor Fate envisioned will come to pass. You will soar higher than any one of us.
Clark: What about you? You gonna keep your wings locked up?
Carter: No.
[ Inhales sharply ]
Carter: No. No, I am putting people under them.
Clark: Chloe helped Courtney and I locate the remaining members of the JSA, their children, and their protégés. I think the coming generation could stand to learn a thing or two from ... from those of us that have done it before.
[ Chuckles ]
Courtney: Some of us already have. [ Chuckles ]
Carter: Courtney. The Justice Society lives again. So, what do you call your team, anyway?
Clark: A work in progress.
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark. You know, those are some real party animals you have as friends.
Chloe: [ Chuckles ] If it isn't my favorite Martian. Looks like you're enjoying the return of your powers.
J'onn: At a cost. Doctor Fate's final act was to restore my Martian abilities instead of saving his own life.
Chloe: What happens to the helmet now?
J'onn: According to Hawkman, someone worthy will be drawn to it. They'll become the next Doctor Fate.
Chloe: What's next for you?
J'onn: My time as a detective has allowed me to protect humans on a very personal and individual level. I've enjoyed that. So I will continue to protect and serve, using every tool I've got.
Chloe: Me too.
J'onn: Doctor Fate was inundated with a constant flow of visions and information, but there is a limit to how much knowledge someone can have. It drove him to the edge of sanity, and he fell off. I don't need my telepathy to know you run that risk yourself.
Chloe: A golden helmet possessed by ancient spirits and the Watchtower are two entirely different things. I can handle it.
J'onn: I I only say because I care. You and Clark, Oliver ... you're my family here.
[ Door opens ]
Oliver: Anyone home? What's up?
Chloe: Nothing, actually.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] I, uh, I thought I'd stop by and see if anyone was hungry.
J'onn: I could use some dinner.
Oliver: Chloe?
Chloe: Uh, sure. You're buying, Mr. Queen.
J'onn: Don't look at me. I'm living off a policeman's salary.
Ah, fine. Dessert's on you.
J'onn: On Mars, we never had dessert, but I have grown especially fond of cookies.
Lois: Front page, Clark.
Clark: Hey, congratulations.
Lois: It's hard to believe that a group of underdogs can be swept under the rug like that.
Clark: Well, at least, thanks to you, the world now knows who these heroes are. Hopefully, we'll be seeing more of them.
Lois: You know, the byline could have read, "Lois Lane and Clark Kent."
Clark: Next time. Maybe.
Lois: It's not every day that you get an exclusive with a helmet head that can tell you your fate.
Clark: So ... he told you your fate? Huh?
Lois: Yeah. He was just babbling about how I'd be there for him and he'd be there for me. It just sounded like a Valentine's card.
Clark: Who's the him?
Lois: It's ridiculous. I-I quote, "savior/sentient power."
Clark: Do you believe in fate, Lois?
Lois: Only the kind you make happen. [ Chuckles ]
Icicle: Ugh! I was already transferred to three different prisons before I got here today! Haven't eaten, haven't slept, and I'm burning up, damn it! I want to speak to her ... now!
[ Door opens ]
Icicle: The helmet. It ... it messed with my mind. It screwed me up.
Amanda: I'm well aware of the capabilities of Doctor Fate's helmet.
Icicle: Let me go back out there after the Justice Society, Agent Waller. I can finish what I started ... what ... what Checkmate started. I can still take down the JSA single-handedly.
Amanda: You knocked on their door. You got them back into the game, back into the public eye. That's mission accomplished, Icicle.
Icicle: Ugh!
Amanda: That's all I needed you to do.
Icicle: What?
Amanda: You don't have the talent to take a team like that out.
Icicle: Ugh!
Amanda: There's an army of heroes growing. This generation and the last are coming together, and I'm gonna need them if we're going to survive the Apocalypse that's coming this way.
Icicle: Apocalypse? This is not what I signed up for.
Amanda: Oh, but it is.
[ g*n cocks ]
Amanda: Welcome to the su1c1de Squad. Come on, then.
[ g*n ]
Amanda: Well ... Agent Mercer. It's been a long time. We have a lot to catch up on | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x11 - Absolute Justice"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on February 26th, 2010
Clark: Faora? It's not a good idea to advertise you're from another planet.
Faora: You may feel more human than Kryptonian. This is who I am.
Clark: Just when you're out in public, it's better to keep those tags hidden and play it safe.
Faora: How can you be safe when someone destroyed our tower? It could have been brought down by anyone. I don't even know who to trust anymore.
Clark: I know how much that tower meant to you, to all of you, but you can't change what happens in the past.
Faora: Zod told us it was our salvation.
Clark: And he was wrong. Trust me, the future will be much brighter without it.
Faora: Only one thing gives me hope. You found my sister and brought her back to me.
[Smiles, and hugs Clark]
Vala: Kal-El.
[Clark sighs]
Clark: It's Clark, remember? You both need to call me by my human name.
Vala: Clark. It just sounds so alien.
Clark: I came by to check on you both. I understand how difficult it can be, adjusting to a new home.
Faora: Without our powers, adjusting will be even more difficult.
Vala: Faora, we have nothing to fear anymore. He'll protect us.
[ Siren wailing ]
Vala: Go. They need you too.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Sighs ]
Faora: Sister, don't get your hopes up. He's in love with a human. Close up and meet me across the street. You can drown your sorrows in one of their cappuccinos.
[Sighs]
[ Door closes, bell dings ]
Vala: Sorry, we're closed.
[ Rattling ]
Vala: Hello?
[ Floorboards creak ]
[ Door closes, bell rings ]
[ People chattering ]
[ Screams, labored breathing, gasps ]
[ Credits roll in ]
[ Computer beeps ]
[ Cellphone chirps ]
Clark: Lois. What are you up to?
Lois: Oh, you know, just juggling deadlines like I'm trying out for Cirque du Soleil. What about you?
[ Chuckles ]
Lois: You look like you have a few pins in the air, yourself.
Clark: Just making sure I don't drop any assignments.
[ Almost bump into each other ]
Clark: Hello.
Lois: You know, since we started seeing each other, we never really ... see each other. Maybe we should stop and smell the roses.
Clark: Well, I know where we can find some. Across the street, romantic café.
Lois: Mm. I see a table for two in our future.
[ Clark Chuckles ]
Faora: Clark?
Lois: Who's the femme fatale?
Clark: An assignment that I can't put off.
Lois: Guess we should just h*t the pause button on our rosy rendezvous.
Clark: Thanks. I'm sorry.
Lois: It's fine. No problem, Smallville. Go win a Pulitzer.
Clark: I thought we agreed, the Daily Planet's off limits.
Faora: I had no choice. I didn't wanna risk Zod finding out that I was contacting you.
[ Sighs ]
Faora: He doesn't trust you, Kal-El. But I think you're the only person that can find my sister.
Clark: Vala? What happened?
Faora: She's been kidnapped.
Oliver: Well, judging by the grim look on your face, I'd say you're not here for the peepshow. Who died?
Tess: My billion-dollar dream for an energy-efficient solar tower. And given what it's cost our company, I wanna know why you're not grieving.
Oliver: Um, because I think we can come up with a more fiscally responsible way to, uh, make the future brighter, greener.
Tess: Really?
Oliver: Yeah.
Tess: Or maybe you're not shedding any tears because you're happy that somebody torched that tower.
Oliver: I hope you're not pointing a finger at me. Because I think the investigators concluded that it was a, uh, freak accident, right?
Tess: So it's just a coincidence then. There was a time when I could stare into those big brown eyes of yours, and believe anything you told me. Those days are history.
Oliver: Well, believe me or not, I did what I did because you were bleeding the company dry.
Tess: Well, I'm glad to see that you suddenly care about staying in the black.
Oliver: Oh, yeah.
Tess: Because my divisions aren't the only ones wrecking the bottom line. I had breakfast this morning with the CFO, and he revealed that somebody at one of your subsidiaries is embezzling funds. So I suggest that you find the money drain. Stop the leak.
[ Walks away ]
[ Papers rustle ]
[ Bell dings, door closes ]
Zod: You're too late. I'm taking care of this. I've made sure the police know nothing about it, and I've cleared up before the owner arrives. Why don't you go back to saving humans, Kal-El?
Clark: I'm here to find Vala.
Zod: Well, I don't want your help. If you hadn't demanded we assimilate, Vala wouldn't be in danger.
Clark: You can't blame me for her abduction.
Zod: You are to blame. For sending everyone away from me.
[ Scoffs ]
Zod: No, you wanted to drive a wedge between me and my people. And now Vala and the others are gone.
Clark: The others?
Zod: Yeah. Two other Kandorians are missing, taken the same way, their crest left behind as a warning to us all. Someone is hunting us. And we can't defend ourselves because you will not give us our powers.
Clark: I told you before, I can't just give them to you.
Zod: And you've made sure to seal our fate by burning down my tower!
[ Tries to h*t Clark but not possible ]
Zod: The police may have written this off as an accident, but you and I both know the truth. At least have the courage to admit what you've done.
Clark: What I did was right.
Zod: For the humans.
Clark: For everyone!
Zod: The Kandorians won't see it that way.
Clark: You'll never tell them. Because you don't know which ones have turned against you already. And the fact that that tower's down leaves you weaker than ever.
Zod: Think of me what you will, but know that, but know that because of your actions, our people's blood is on your hands.
[ Sniffs, walks away ]
[ Bell dings, door slams ]
[ Air hisses, panting ]
[ Gasps and whimpers ]
[ Machinery cranking ]
Vala: Ohh! No! Please. Please let me out. Please!
Bernard: Oh, I don't want you contaminating anything, alien.
Vala: I'm not what you think I am. I'm not.
Bernard: Oh, I know who you are. I thought all of you had vanished off the face of the Earth. But when I spotted you and the others living among us, pretending to be humans, I realized you wanna colonize our planet.
Vala: No, no, no, you're wrong. You're wrong, you're wrong. I'm human. I'm the same as you.
Bernard: Stop lying. I'm gathering undeniable proof. I'm gonna share it with the rest of the world. And when they learn the truth, all of you will be hunted down and exterminated!
[ Machinery cranks ]
[ Gasps ]
Vala: Oh, god. No! No. Oh, no. No, stop.
[ Sobbing ]
Vala: No, please! No! Oh, no.
[ Classical music playing over laptop ]
[ Door opens ]
Chloe: Just the interruption I was hoping for.
[ Oliver turns music up, rock music playing ]
Chloe: I like where this is going, Romeo, but you might want to put on some softer music.
[ Whispering ]
Oliver: This is not a booty call. I think Tess Mercer might be listening. She's up to something and it involves you. She came by my office today with evidence that someone's been siphoning money from my company. You're stealing from me.
Chloe: It's not like that.
Oliver: Right. A lot of women have used me for my money. I never expected it from you.
Chloe: I wasn't stealing from you, Oliver. I was borrowing the cash. I'm buying insurance for the entire planet.
[ Air whooshes ]
Faora: Have you found my sister?
Clark: Not yet. But I haven't given up. Now, Zod told me that three Kandorians were abducted. Is that true? What was Vala's connection to the other two?
Faora: They're what you call cybernetic engineers.
Together they were performing tests to get our powers. Perhaps these tests are to blame for her abduction.
Clark: You can tell me.
Faora: They were experimenting on humans.
[ Door opens ]
[ Soft accordion music playing ]
[ Lois Sighs ]
Lois: Pinot Noir, for one.
[ Chuckles softly ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Couple is speaking indistinctly ]
[ Lois smiles ]
[ Opens newspaper, sighs ]
Bernard: Miss Lane. I'm Dr. Bernard Chisholm. Forgive me for being so forward, but I have a news story that I think you should hear.
Lois: Sorry, doc, you just got me on a night when work is the last thing I wanna think about.
Bernard: It'll make your career. Aliens are living among us.
Lois: Okay. Tell you what, pal the next time that you want to get a hot tip to a reporter, just try an envelope and a 44-cent stamp. Okay?
Bernard: I did. Dozens of times, in fact.
Lois: Well, considering your story's alien angle, those letters probably never made it off the wacko pile.
Bernard: I can prove my claims. I've captured some of them. They're under lock and key at a safe location outside the city. Come with me, Miss Lane. I'll show you. Help me spread the word. Together we'll defend the human race.
Lois: You're very convincing. I just need to call my editor and let him know that I'm following a hot lead.
[ Sighs ]
Lois: Damn cell phone. Never a signal when you need one. Just ... I'm gonna try out there. Just stay here, okay? Don't go anywhere.
[ Door opens ]
[ Telephone ringing ]
Operator: 911, what's your emergency?
[ g*n cocks ]
Lois: Never mind. False alarm.
Bernard: I'd hoped you'd enlist to fight our w*r, but I guess you'll have to be drafted.
Bernard: This blood confirms my suspicions. These things are alien. Now, I've kept copious notes about my findings. But if I try to share them, they'll be dismissed. If they come from a legitimate news source, the public will listen. And that's where you come in.
Lois: Listen, Agent Mulder.
[ Chuckles ]
Lois: I will write your X-Files exposé. But I'm telling you, no one will believe it.
Bernard: They will when they receive the body parts I've harvested. I'm sending samples to medical experts all over the world. When they see the proof, they'll come. Cryogenically preserved specimen waiting for them.
[ Chains lock ]
Lois: Okay, uh, uh, buddy, you just went from creepy critter to full-blown nut-job. You need to get that girl out of that Ziploc and turn off the deep freeze now.
Bernard: You're not appreciating the magnitude of my discovery, Miss Lane. It's an alien!
[ Sighs ]
Bernard: Look what they did to me.
Lois: Oh, my god.
Bernard: The last thing that I remember, I died of a heart att*ck. But they brought me back to life. They, implanted these into my brain.
Lois: Wait. You are doing this to her because she saved your life? You should be thanking her, not turning her into a popsicle.
Bernard: That thing didn't save me! When I died, I was at peace. But then, whatever they did, it's like I can't shut off my brain. You know, it ... I can't stop thinking. And I have thoughts that a person should never have. The invasion has g*n, Miss Lane, and it's our job to save mankind.
Clark: The nurse said the medical examiner will be with us any minute. How many people did Vala and the others work on?
Faora: All I know is they stole the cadavers from the morgue to perform their tests. When the tests failed, they left the bodies behind for the authorities to find. They didn't k*ll anyone.
Clark: That doesn't make it right. These people didn't agree to be guinea pigs in your quest for power. d*ad or alive, Zod should never have allowed it.
Faora: Zod didn't know.
Clark: Given the way I've seen him command his troops. I find that hard to believe.
Faora: You've only known the man a few short weeks. You've no right to pass judgment on him.
Clark: Let's just say I know him better than you think.
Faora: Really? Were you by his side in the Argo Valley, where he almost died defending us all? He ran behind enemy lines alone to carry a young cadet to safety, withstood laser scars and shrapnel wounds to bring her back home. That cadet was me. And if it wasn't for Zod, I wouldn't be alive today. He's always been a hero, ready to give his life to protect his people.
Clark: Like the way he protected my father?
Faora: Regardless of their differences, I know, in his heart, Zod always considered Jor-El one of his truest friends.
Clark: I guess that's a side of Zod I never knew existed.
Faora: You may think you have insight into Zod, Kal-El, but I assure you, you don't really know the man.
Zod: Hey, four eyes. Help out a visually impaired compadre, hmm?
Molly: What can I do for you, Magoo?
[ Laughs ]
Zod: Well, I have been writing an article on extraterrestrial conspiracy theorists. People who believe aliens roam the earth, that kind of thing. And, um, I've checked with the police, local FBI, and Internet groups, and I haven't found what I'm looking for yet, so, um I figured if anyone wanted to tell the world they'd seen little green men, they might contact us.
Molly: Seems the town's full of UFO nuts. Be right back.
Zod: Why, thank you.
[ Hinges creak, Molly leaves ]
[ Zod places heavy box down, throwing glasses down. Checking the mail ]
[ Door opens ]
Oliver: Kryptonite w*apon? This is what you've been spending all of my money on something that could k*ll Clark?
Chloe: They're to protect all of us, including Clark, from Zod and all those other Kandorians.
Oliver: I don't understand. I thought you were helping set them all up with licenses and passports.
Chloe: All the I.D.'s I gave Clark have computer tracking chips in them. I want to keep an eye on the eye on the visitors from another planet.
Oliver: Welcome to 1984, the Sullivan edition.
Chloe: Look, Ollie, I'm sorry, okay? But I didn't have a choice. Our friend's moral compass has gotten us lost more than once. I'm not okay with just sitting back and trusting Clark again.
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
[ Computer clacking ]
[ Clattering ]
Lois: Look, Chisholm, if you're trying to freak me out, you've already won the Scream Award. There's no need for an encore. [ Muffled scream ] Ahh!
Zod: Shh! Shh.
[ Breathing heavily ]
Lois: Zod. How did you end up in my Nightmare on Psycho Street?
Zod: I'm with the FBI. We've been watching Chisholm for a while. Where are the others?
Lois: There's only one person left alive. She's over there. Here. [ Gasps ]
Zod: Vala. What has this monster done to you?
[ Machinery powering down ]
Lois: Chisholm!
[ Lois screams ]
Bernard: Stop wasting time! You have a deadline to meet.
[ Handcuffs come off ]
Lois: Agent Zod! Come on, wake up! Listen to my voice. Come on.
[ Groaning ]
Zod: You're alive.
Lois: I'm glad to see that you are, too, G-man. What do you say we take a look? Okay?
[ Zod Grunts ]
Lois: Okay. We're just gonna put some pressure on it, and everything will be as good as gold in no time, all right?
[ Zod clears throat ]
Zod: Chisholm will be back.
Lois: Don't worry. I won't leave until your FBI backup gets here.
Zod: Why would you do that? You don't know me.
Lois: It's what Clark would do.
[ Gulps ]
Zod: Lois, backup isn't coming. So you need to help that girl. And you need to get of here. You save yourself. Go! [ Gasps ]
Flores: I-I don't think I should be talking to reporters about hospital business. I need this job.
Clark: Dr. Flores, we already know that the bodies were taken from the morgue last September. I just need to know if they were recovered.
Flores: All. Except, this one.
Clark: John Corben?
Flores: Now you guys have to go.
Faora: Are there any witnesses? Someone who could identify the people responsible for stealing the bodies?
[ Clears throat ]
Flores: I have no idea. You'd have to ask the attending ME who was here at the time.
Clark: And when does he get in?
Flores: Dr. Chisholm was forced to take a leave of absence. Psychiatric reasons.
Clark: You're gonna have to be more specific than that.
Flores: I've said all I'm gonna say.
Clark: Fine. Then I'll have to make up the rest and quote you as the source, 'cause that's what reporters do when they don't have all the details. [ Chuckles nervously ]
Flores: Okay. Chisholm said he caught the body snatchers here in the morgue. But he was so freaked out by it that he had a heart att*ck and died. Then he claimed that they brought him back to life because they were extraterrestrials. Told everybody they experimented on his brain.
Clark: Give me a way to get in touch with him, and I promise I won't mention you in the article once.
Flores: Deal.
[ Paper rustles ]
Flores: Here's his contact info. But if he's talking to aliens, I doubt he'll want to talk to you.
[ Gasping ]
Bernard: Where'd she go?
[ Lois punches him, hitting him against the wall ]
[ Bernard hits Lois, causing her to fall down ]
[ Bernard notices Zod's dog tags ]
Bernard: You're one of them. It's worse than I ever thought. You aliens are everywhere. You've infiltrated our world. But you will not win. You don't belong on this planet. Your invasion stops now.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Whirring ]
[ Air whooshes, Clark knocks out Bernard ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Shivering ]
Clark: You're gonna be all right.
[ Groans ]
Clark: Zod?
Zod: You're gonna get what you wanted. I'll never see the sun rise on your planet again.
Clark: My father's last wish was to save your life.
Zod: That's what I'd expect from Jor-El.
Clark: Don't speak. We need to get you to a hospital.
[ Gasps ]
Zod: Kal-El. You, can't save me.
[ Grunts ]
Clark: Zod? Zod!
[ Cuts himself, groans in pain ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Clark: Welcome back.
[ Chain breaks, doors open ]
Tess: You said they were in there.
Lenkov: Miss. Mercer, I-I showed you the pictures. Those crates were in this container, hundreds of them.
Tess: They're not there now. You wanted a higher pay grade, Lenkov. Prove to me you're worth it. Whatever they're spending that money on, you find it.
Oliver: Figured Tess was up to something when she gave me the tip about all the money that you, um, heh, borrowed. So I moved your stockpile.
Chloe: So, what other dirty little tricks do you think the amazing Mercer has up her sleeve?
Oliver: It's too soon to tell. Clark saw a future that we wanna run away from. You said Tess saw the same future. Maybe she wants to take us there.
Chloe: Which is why we need those w*apon now more than ever. Where'd you put them?
Oliver: They're in a safe place.
Chloe: Are you keeping me in the dark because I lied to you?
Oliver: Well, you know, Chloe, you can't have a set of rules for yourself and then a whole another set of rules for everyone else.
Chloe: Clark's in the Kandorian family now, and I don't want to let his loyalties lead us into another doomsday scenario.
Oliver: Neither do I.
Chloe: So do you really think we should tell Clark everything?
Oliver: Absolutely. But only when the time is right.
[ Elevator bell dings]
Lois: Lab, please.
[ Opens box ]
Lois: I need a blood sample analyzed.
Clark: Lois, what are you doing here? The first thing the doctor said when you got released from Met Gen was to take it easy.
Lois: No time, Smallville. I got Randall to let me pen my Silence of the Lambs remake. The bummer is, the support cast didn't show up to set. Our icy ingénue refused treatment at Met Gen and left no contact info.
Clark: Maybe she wanted to see her own physician Lois: What about Zod? Both the FBI field office and D.C. headquarters said they have no record of him.
Clark: Of course. It's because Zod works deep cover. The FBI would never even admit that he works there. It's top secret. That's why I didn't tell you that he was an agent.
Lois: That's the thing about heroes. No matter how brightly you shine the light on them, they always want to stay in the shadows. But still, something doesn't quite add up. You're hiding something, Smallville. Some other earth-shattering detail about Zod?
Clark: You want full disclosure? Great. It's a two-way street. You're gonna have to tell me what you're hiding in your desk drawer.
Lois: Ahh. Touché, Mr. Kent. Why don't we both just agree that a little mystery is good for the romance?
[ Cell phones beeping ]
Lois: You first.
[ Beep ]
Clark: Lois, I should, um ...
Lois: Follow up on an assignment?
Clark: Yeah.
Lois: See you on the front page, ace.
[ Lois smiles, opening desk drawer taking phone out ]
[ Lois seems confused, takes box out, revealing Checkmate ]
[ Rooftop Door opens ]
Zod: I trust Lois is well.
Clark: Thanks to you. She told me what happened. You saved her.
Zod: Well, she did a great job of protecting me too. I can see why you care for her.
Clark: And how are you feeling?
Zod: Like a changed man.
When your enemy becomes your savior, your paradigm shifts. Kal-El, how did you know that your blood would cure me?
Clark: I didn't. It must have healed you because you're Kryptonian, like me.
[ Grunting ]
Clark: You're still in pain?
[ Groans ]
Zod: Even though you healed my wounds, I was sh*t. And, unlike you, I'm not made of steel.
Clark: You'll be better than new in no time.
Zod: I am better. Because I was wrong about you. You do care about the Kandorians, and when you saved my life, I realized that I.. I can trust you.
Clark: And together we'll make sure that our people can call Earth their new home.
[ Zod smiles, groans, and both of them shake hands]
[ Siren wailing ]
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Zod flies ] | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x14 - Conspiracy"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 9th, 2010
Oliver: You just listen. That's when you let go.
[ Jones Grunts ]
John: Doctor Fate's final act was to restore my Martian abilities. So I will continue to protect and serve using every tool I've got.
This blood confirms my suspicions. These things are alien.
Lois: I need a blood sample analyzed.
Sylvester: You're the one they call Watchtower.
Chloe: Who are you?
[ Screaming ]
Sylvester: They came after us. They'll come after all of you. Check ...
Chloe: Check what?!
Waller: Agent Mercer, we have a lot to catch up on. There's an army of heroes growing.
Clark: Someone's collecting them. It's just a question of who.
Waller: Welcome to the su1c1de Squad.
[ g*n ]
[ Waller knocks over a chess piece ]
[ Door opens, and closes ]
[ Tess notices the chess piece on the desk ]
[ Cabinet door opens ]
[ Cocks g*n ]
[ Door opens, zipping up bag ]
[ Throws bag in trash can ]
[ Car engine starts ]
[ Tess shoves man ]
Man: Hey.
[ g*n cocks ]
[ Both grunt ]
[ Tess and woman fighting, man fires g*n ]
[ Tess throws the lady over the trash can, kicking the guy making him h*t the fall ]
[ Woman shouting indistinctly ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Tess kicks the door causing the guy to h*t it, driver groans ]
[ g*n, arrow hits the g*n ]
Oliver: You could use some conflict resolution. Rule number one, you don't sh**t your date. Rule number two, think about your wardrobe choices.
Man: You're one to talk.
Oliver: Oh, no. Don't get me wrong. I love black on black. It's just really hard to pull off.
Man: It's easier than you think.
[ Man grunts, electricity crackling ]
Oliver: And rule number three, you got to know when to say good night.
[ Tess punches Oliver ]
Tess: Checkmate.
[ Credits roll in ]
[ Keyboard clacking ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Clark: Did you try the power switch?
Chloe: Didn't you see my texts? I lost Oliver. He was tracking some armed men, followed them under the monorail, and then it was like a massive mute button went on. No radio, no beacon, nothing.
Clark: I'm sure it's fine. Just because he doesn't check in ...
Chloe: You know, unlike some people, Oliver actually follows protocol.
Clark: What protocol?
Chloe: Exactly. He and everyone else dial in with Watchtower while they're on patrol. Clark, you spend so much time watching everybody else's back, you forget that we need to watch each other's backs too.
Clark: Well, this isn't about us. Did you check the local security cameras?
Chloe: Every surveillance feed is down. ATMs, traffic lights, convenience stores. It's like someone threw a big blanket over the whole area.
[ Monitors beep ]
Clark: You fixed it.
Chloe: Or whoever did this finished what they started.
[ Beeping ]
Clark: Where is that?
Chloe: That's where I saw Oliver last.
[ Beeping ]
Chloe: John Jones?
Clark: Well, your buddy system works.
Chloe: I didn't call him.
[ Air whooshes ]
John: Clark. What are you doing here?
Clark: Looking for any sign of Oliver. You didn't know he was missing? He was here on patrol when Watchtower lost contact.
John: Well, I'm here on police business. But I'll keep an eye out.
Clark: It'll be faster if we work together. Unless you've already found something.
John: You need to trust me, Clark.
Clark: You first.
[ X-raying ]
Clark: What do you know, John?
John: [ Sighs ] You shouldn't have done that, Clark.
[ Flies away ]
Tess: Radio ahead. We're 20 minutes to the airfield.
Waller: Stand down, Agent Mercer. [ Chuckles ] You know the rules. You don't have clearance to peek under the hood.
Tess: I was just making sure that our acquisition was still secure.
Waller: I'm sure you were.
[ Scoffs ] Oh. Congratulations. You were able to re-engage so quickly after being dormant so long. Dismissed.
[ Door opens and closes ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Groans in pain ]
Waller: Green Arrow, welcome to Checkmate.
Oliver: I think you've got the wrong Green Arrow. I don't remember signing up for any chess club.
Waller: You are a guest of the U.S. government. And the time has come for you to do your patriotic duty.
Oliver: Yeah, well, I didn't know Uncle Sam was into drugs and bondage. Kind of gives a whole new meaning to the "I Want You" posters, doesn't it?
Waller: Well, I'm sorry you think these tactics are crude. But I fear for our country's security.
That's why I'm recruiting capable people like you.
Oliver: Recruitment? Well, I got to tell you, it feels more like kidnapping than a booth at a job fair.
Waller: Well, call it what you want.
[ Handcuffs click ]
Waller: But it's time you elevated your service to your country. You have a long plane ride coming to think it over.
[ TV clicks off ]
[ Handcuffs click off ]
[ b*mb goes off ]
[ Oliver throws himself off, grunting ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Car alarm chirps ]
[ Whooshing ]
Lott: What do you want?
John: I'm afraid you've made a critical error. I believe this is yours.
[ g*n goes off ]
John: Tell me the location of Checkmate's headquarters. The place you call The Castle.
Lott: Who are you working for?
John: Someone who will not hesitate to expose your double life.
[ Grunts, falling down ]
[ Vehicle approaches ]
[ Engine shuts off, car door opens ]
Waller: Clearly, you are rusty. You think I didn't know the second we lost him? Did you properly secure the detainee?
Tess: He had a hidden lock pick.
Waller: The correct answer is "No, I did not properly secure the detainee!" I'm disappointed, Tess.
Green Arrow may not have been the endgame, but he was our opening move.
Tess: I can get him back. I'll set a new net myself.
Waller: You skipped a few check-ins the last few years. Maybe your loyalties lie with someone else.
Tess: I swear, I am fully committed to Checkmate.
Waller: You better be. Or you're out. And we both know there is only one way out.
[ Pounds truck ]
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Clark: Chloe, seems to be taking longer than normal to find an earwig serial number.
Chloe: That's because someone's hidden it, but after cross-referencing those last four digits, Clark, I think that the earpiece in John's pocket was government-issued.
Clark: Why would the government take Green Arrow?
Oliver: Considering what I pay out every year, it better not be for tax evasion.
Chloe: Oh, my god. You're safe.
[ Hugs Oliver tightly ]
Oliver: Of course I'm safe.
[ Chuckles ]
Clark: I'm glad you're safe too. You want to fill us in on what happened?
Chloe: Definitely.
Oliver: Absolutely. Uh, so let's see. One minute, I am saving someone's bacon. Uh, next thing I know, I'm the only pig on a Pork Chop Express. Some harpy gets on a monitor. She starts telling me this is the welcome wagon and she's recruiting heroes for the U.S. of A. I'm guessing you didn't get the Evite.
Clark: No, someone else did. And that explains why John Jones was covering for them. Did this woman give you her name?
Oliver: Nope. No name. Just that her organization was called Checkmate.
Chloe: Wait a minute. Checkmate? When Sylvester Pemberton from The Justice Society was m*rder, he warned me that, "They came after us, and they'll come after you." His dying word was check. If he meant Checkmate, these are the same people who took down the JSA.
Chloe: I searched the archived security footage that was taken from the cameras across the city. This was taken a few hours ago.
[ Camera scanning ]
Clark: That was right after I confronted him. Who's he talking to?
[ Beeping ]
Chloe: We got a h*t from the passport agency. Edward Lott. He's the CEO of a consumer manufacturing company. He seems pretty high-profile for a secret-agent man.
Oliver: Well, maybe they recruit people that are already established in the private sector.
Clark: Or plant them there.
[ Beeping ]
Chloe: You're not gonna be happy where he was planted next. Within an hour after this footage was taken, he was on the list of Metropolis General morgue.
Oliver: Whoa, slow down, guys. You can't think john m*rder this guy. Come on, now.
Chloe: Clark, I'll come with you. I can run some ...
[ Whooshing ]
Chloe: Support on-site.
Oliver: Looks like you got benched.
Chloe: Sylvester Pemberton came to warn me about Checkmate the moment that he was att*cked by ...
Oliver: Icicle. Huh. Well, either that's quaintly coincidental or he's working for the same lovely lady whose gaze wilts small trees. What do you think?
Chloe: Last I heard, he was in the psych ward at Met Gen.
Oliver: Let's go.
Chloe: You know, Oliver, now that Green Arrow is officially on Checkmate's radar, I think it might be a good idea for you to just hang your tights for one night. Go civilian.
Oliver: Well, t-they're not tights. They're not tights. But I see your point. Yeah. Hm. Unfortunately for me, that means attending a LuthorCorp shareholder dinner, which..Yeah, I'd rather be sh*t at.
[ Both chuckle ]
Oliver: Hey, Chloe. Um, just I was just gonna say, be careful out there, because it, there's Checkmate agents everywhere, so be careful.
[ Chloe smiles and leaves, leaving Oliver smiling back ... but worried ]
[ Crickets chirping ]
[ Soft piano music playing ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Oliver: You're late.
Tess: Mm. If you know what's good for you, don't start.
Oliver: [ Chuckles ] Whatever kind of day you think you've had, trust me, I've had it in spades.
Tess: Ohhh. What happened? The jet late leaving Paris? The beluga not the right temperature?
Oliver: That's very, very funny.
Tess: Yeah.
Oliver: You might want to save the song-and-dance routine for the shareholders when you try to explain to them, uh, the sketchy deal with China. It's terrible.
Tess: So that's what got you out of bed before the dinner bell.
Oliver: I wouldn't have missed it for the world. Barely had time to change clothes, actually.
Tess: I can tell. Black on black. That's hard to pull off.
Oliver: Well, it's easier than you think.
Tess: Green Arrow.
[ Door opens ]
Clark: Tess.
[ Whooshing ]
[ Door opens ]
[ X-ray vision ]
[ Whooshing ]
Waller: Thank you for coming, Detective Jones.
John: You know who I am.
Waller: [ Chuckles ] Don't be so naive. Where's the rest of your team?
John: I came alone.
Waller: Ah. All for the better. I was hoping I would get the chance to enlist you. But I have the feeling somebody already has. Somebody with a very high level of intel.
[ Chuckles ] You came for what's in there, didn't you?
John: That doesn't belong to you.
Waller: That blood traveled light-years to get here. And it's foreshadowing a thr*at we will not take lightly.
John: Your preparations for w*r are unnecessary. You're simply reacting out of fear.
Waller: Fear? Fear is what prompts us to protect ourselves. And studying fear gives us insight to others' phobias.
[ Beep ]
Waller: A police detective who won't go near f*re. [ Chuckles ] Makes it hard to protect and serve, doesn't it?
[ Elevator dings ]
Dr. Brenner: Excuse me. Those are my charts.
Chloe: Dr. Brenner. I was looking for you. You were the evaluating doctor on several patients who came through the psych ward in Met Gen who were special.
Dr. Brenner: Unless you are directly related, I'm afraid I can't discuss patient information.
Chloe: Um, none of them actually made it to Belle Reve after you signed off on their transfer, including Cameron Mahkent.
Dr. Brenner: Well, once I sign off, those people belong to Belle Reve. Why don't you take it up with them?
Chloe: Well, that's just the thing. Belle Reve was never even notified that they were coming.
Dr. Brenner: Look, young lady, if you don't leave immediately, I will call security.
Chloe: No. That's not necessary. I was just trying to get some answers.
[ Beep, vibrating ]
[ Beep ]
Dr. Brenner: I'm sorry. Perhaps I was a bit abrasive. It's been a really long day. I'll tell you what. Why don't I walk you down to archives and we'll see if we can't clear this up?
Chloe: That's the bedside manner they say has been missing.
[ Phone beeps ]
Man: Please follow me this way to the dining room.
[ Door opens ]
Oliver: The only way you'd get me back in here is by force.
[ Throws vase, Tess grunts ]
Tess: Don't flatter yourself. The best thing I ever did in this bed was kick you out of it.
Oliver: That's something out of your mouth I can believe.
Tess: So it's you. Parading around in tacky green leather.
Oliver: It was me.
Tess: I can't believe you wear tights.
Oliver: They're not tights.
Tess: Hey.
Oliver: They're not tights.
Tess: They look like tights.
Oliver: You've been keeping more secrets than Lex ever had. Isn't that right? Who knows how many deals were sealed right here?
Tess: You buried an arrow into my chest, Oliver.
Oliver: Actually, it was a TASER.
Tess: Well, it bruised.
Oliver: Well, better bruised than d*ad.
[ Tess throws Kn*fe, but Oliver stops it with a book ]
Oliver: What, are you crazy? Tess, this isn't a cartoon. You're gonna hurt somebody.
Tess: That's the basic idea.
Oliver: All right, then.
Tess: Don't you come near me.
[ Air whooshes ]
Oliver: Stop.
Tess: Stay out of this, Clark.
Oliver: Our little lady here is a Checkmate agent. She knows my identity.
Clark: Not just yours. Tess, I need some answers.
Tess: I'm not telling you anything.
Clark: Well, maybe the view will change your mind.
[ Air whooshes ]
Tess: [ Gasps ] Let me down from here!
Clark: Tell me about Checkmate. No lies.
Tess: [ Breathing heavily ] A month after I started working at LuthorCorp, I was approached by the White Queen. It's Waller's code name. She wanted information about Lex's alien investigations. At first, I thought she was crazy.
Clark: But then Lex's files changed your mind.
Tess: After I took over LuthorCorp, I saw she knew a lot more than I did. But I swear, I never told her the Kryptonians were here. I never told her about you.
[ Air whooshes ]
[ Gasps ]
Clark: I wouldn't believe your dying breath.
Tess: [ Voice breaking ] None of this should have happened. Oliver wasn't even the real target.
Clark: Then who was?
Tess: I don't know. Something they called Watchtower.
[ Opens door, the guards shove someone down ]
[ Revealing Chloe, Whimpers ]
Oliver: What the hell do you want? Round 2?
Tess: Oliver, Clark's in trouble.
Oliver: Well, you know, Tess, if you wanted a rematch, all you had to do was ask.
Tess: I'm serious. He made me tell him where Checkmate's headquarters are, after he found out they captured something called Watchtower.
Waller: [ Muffled ] Somebody get in here! Soldiers. I need your help!
[ f*re crackling ]
Waller: Get me out of here! The prisoner overpowered me.
[ Beeping ]
Man: No alarms have been reported yet.
[ Beeping ]
Man: There's no sign of Jones.
John: That's because I'm still here.
[ Guard groans and falls down ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Waller: I must say, I liked your colors better when they were more patriotic.
Clark: Kidnapping is illegal. Even for the government.
Waller: I don't have time for polite requests. I have reason to believe there are aliens among us. They have designs much bigger than just getting green cards. I need your help.
Clark: To do what? Chase down rumors and UFO stories?
Waller: What if I have proof? Actual alien blood? The keystone to World w*r III.
Clark: Maybe these aliens aren't here to start a w*r.
Waller: If you don't stand with us, you stand against us. It's time for you to pick a side. Maybe this will help your indecisiveness.
[ Beep ]
Waller: Stand ready for immediate orders.
Clark: Let her go.
Waller: I'm not being unreasonable. If you step forward, out of the shadows, I will let Watchtower go.
Clark: Release her now.
Waller: You sure are nice to look at. But I like to have my cake and eat it too. Mm. I want your loyalty to Checkmate. Nuh! Anything happens to me and bye-bye, Blondie. I know you're fast. But you can't stop a b*llet when you don't know where she is.
Clark: That would be m*rder.
Waller: [ Scoffs ] It's not m*rder. It's strategy. Something you could have used more of before coming here.
Clark: What more do you want?
Waller: The location of Watchtower's central database.
Clark: You're after everyone who's ever worked at Watchtower.
Waller: Names, faces, addresses. The Black Canary, Impulse, Aquaman, Cyborg. I need people with the abilities to end the w*r quickly and decisively. It's your move.
[ John makes himself invisible, burning the blood sample ]
Clark: Even if I gave you Watchtower's database, you know I'll come for you.
Waller: The Blur. He patrols the streets of Metropolis, protecting every citizen he can. But he, he lets the most valuable ally fend for herself.
Clark: I did not abandon her.
Waller: Didn't you? You left your greatest asset vulnerable. All you have to do to save her life is give one simple address.
[ Alarm sounding ]
Guard: Come in, White Queen. Come in, White Queen.
[ Super hearing ]
Guard: I'm showing external power breach. Am I clear to sh**t? Over.
[ Whooshing ]
[ g*n cocks ]
[ Clark hits the guards ]
[ b*llet flies out but is stopped by Clark ]
[ Blaring continues ]
[ Chloe Sighs ]
[ Blaring continues ]
[ Air whooshes ]
Chloe: Boy, am I glad to see your friendly face.
[ Handcuffs click ]
Chloe: Did you, uh ... ?
Clark: No. I didn't tell her anything.
Chloe: At least we have that.
Clark: I'm sorry, Chloe. I'm sorry for everything.
Chloe: I think we're both a day late and a dollar short in that department.
Clark: But I abandoned you. I keep seeing you on the sideline, but the truth is, with Watchtower, you're right in the middle of the game.
Chloe: You didn't abandon me, Clark. You pushed me out of the way.
Clark: Maybe I thought you'd be safer there.
Chloe: Maybe you just didn't trust me. I've broken your confidence in me, Clark. You saw Watchtower as big Brother, and you turned away. And the less you confided in me, the less you have to depend on me. It's smart, probably.
Clark: I didn't give you enough credit. You're the one who brought us together. You're the one who saw our potential.
Chloe: That potential's gonna be short-lived. Waller saw our faces and she's not gonna stop coming after us.
[ Door opens ]
Waller: Tell me you caught them. I can't wait to see the defeat on their faces.
[ Air whooshes, John extracts her memory ]
Tess: I didn't think you were gonna show.
Oliver: Well, you know, I figure it's a public place. There's only so many w*apon you can throw at me.
Tess: I'm sorry. For everything I've done that's destroyed your trust.
Oliver: I don't think there's enough stationery for that, Tess.
Tess: I told you how to shut down The Castle's power grid. That's worth something, isn't it?
Oliver: What am I supposed to do here? You want me to do, uh, handstands because you helped solve a problem that you created?
Tess: I never would have gone after you if I had known that you were the Green Arrow.
Oliver: So it's back on me?
Tess: This might be the last time that I ever see you. When I joined Checkmate, I took an oath. An oath I wanna break. But there's only one way to leave Checkmate.
Oliver: [ Sighs ] What are you gonna do?
Tess: [ Clears throat ] I'm gonna go AWOL. I'm gonna go underground.
Oliver: That's good. You know, I got to ask you a question, though. Did it hurt to do something moral for once, Tess? Did it hurt you?
Tess: Oliver, I'm taking a chance just being out here with you in the open.
Oliver: Yeah, okay, I understand that. Okay, we've gotten that far. W-what is it that you want? You're asking me for something. What is it you want? What do you want?
Tess: Forgive me, Oliver. Oliver, I need your help. Please.
Oliver: There are times when I wish I could go back, those Santorini sunsets, your freckles and your big dreams of changing the world. Back when I could trust you. Then you betrayed me, Tess. You, of all people. And if you ever come near me or my friends ever again, I will expose you to the world. Do you understand?
Tess: [ Breathes shakily, starts crying ]
Chloe: Hi.
Oliver: Hey.
[ Both smile back at each other ]
Chloe: Thanks for keeping my seat warm at Watchtower.
Oliver: Well, you're welcome. Don't get used to it.
Chloe: Oh, but your timing is so good. I mean, if you hadn't flipped that Castle's electric switch when you did, I would have b ...
Oliver: Chloe ...
Chloe: But, you know, I kind of liked being out in the field, knowing I had a warm bed to come to.
Oliver: That's very, very funny.
[ Grabs her ]
Oliver: It scared the life out of me.
Chloe: You better be careful, Ollie. I'm gonna start to think you're falling for me.
[ Smile at each other, Oliver grabs Chloe's hand ]
[ Whooshing ]
John: Your identity's safe, for now.
Clark: She's not wrong, you know? Waller.
John: How so?
Clark: When I saw the future, Zod and his people had already started World w*r III, and we weren't winning. She was right about being prepared. Because, as much as I want to believe that I've stopped that day from happening, it still might.
John: You don't have to join her.
Clark: No. But like she said, eventually, I'll have to choose sides.
John: You can't. [ Sighs ] You are here for something far greater, Clark. You will be the ambassador who bridges all the sides together.
Clark: What were you doing, John? Why not include the rest of us?
John: I would have told the team what was going on. But I wanted you and the rest of them to stay off Checkmate's radar.
Clark: But you're not in this alone. Who are you working for?
John: Let's just say that ... there are more players on the board than you think. And when it comes to choosing sides, things aren't always black and white.
Waller: I want the report of Agent Mercer's last physical.
Man: When our system's back up, do you want to move forward with our operation?
[ Beeping ]
Waller: Who's been in here?
Man: No one. We're secured.
Waller: We won't be renewing the operation. We've been blocked by a new player.
[ Smacks the chess piece off ]
Waller: It's time for a new game. | {"type": "series", "show": "Smallville", "episode": "09x16 - Checkmate"} | foreverdreaming |
Original Air Date on April 23rd, 2010
"Previously on Smallville ... ."
Lois: I picked out a nice little font for my exposé.
Ray: I actually, had another headline in mind, The Blur m*rder Lois Lane.
[Grunting and fighting, screams]
Lois: I know you're out there somewhere.
Clark: I've been keeping an eye on you.
Lois: I have to see you. How do you feel about phone booths?
[phone rings]
Lois: Hello?
Clark: This is the red-blue-blur, I received your letter.
Lois: What I've really been wondering is, what is it that you need?
Fake Blur/Zod: I need your help. But you can't tell anyone about it.
Lois: I promise.
Fake Blur/Zod: I wouldn't ask, Lois, if it weren't a matter of life or death.
Waller: Welcome to Checkmate. We've been blocked by a new player.
[music on in the background]
[Lois sighs, rips mask off]
Lois: How do you get yourself into these things, Lane?
[blows lighter out]
[water splashes]
Gentleman: Evening, sir.
Ray: Good to see you.
Guy: An honor, sir.
Ray: Hey.
Security: Guy inside brought a photo, wanted to show it to you. Wants to collect the million dollar reward.
Ray: Really?
Lady: Hi, Ray.
Ray: Ladies ... hey, dollface.
[chuckles]
Ray: Ha, Ha! My old friend. It's been too long.
Man: Hey, how you doing?
Ray: Hey.
Lady: Glad to have you back, Ray.
Ray: Oh, good to be back, darling.
Lady: Your coat, sir?
Ray: Thanks, sweetie.
Lady: Go right in.
[doors open, music continues]
[cheers, applaud and photos flashing]
Ray: Well, as your ex-district attorney, I'd like to thank you all, for joining me and celebrating the national treasure that is our American justice system. You know, they kicked me out of office, they charged me with attempted m*rder, they even tried to put me away for life, and yet, here I am.
[applauding and chuckling]
Ray: So uh, I understand you have something for me.
Guy: What about my million dollars?
Ray: Don't test me, son.
[drumroll]
[cake bursts and out shows Lois]
[cheering and applauding]
[Lois blows kiss to Ray]
Clark: Lois!
Lois: Clark?
[Lois punches Clark]
[Paper is put down]
Franklin: I told you to find the story, not be the story.
[Paper is set down again by Lois]
Franklin: One of you want to tell me what happened? Let me guess? You two have a lovers spat?
Lois: Clark and I don't spat. There was no spatting.
Clark: What Lois is saying, is that we try not to let our personal lives get in the way of our jobs.
Franklin: Well, you don't have to try anymore. Because you're both fired.
[Lois scoffs softly]
[Phone rings, phone beeps twice]
Lois: Chloe, can you believe it? I'm early.
[Chloe chuckles]
Chloe: Uh, no, Lois, early is when you arrive at your destination by said time, not when you can see it from 7 blocks away.
Lois: Uh-Uh, nobody's raining on this girl's parade today. Clark's taking me up to the roof tonight, to do a little star-gazing.
Chloe: Okay, that explains the 911 to the Craigslist queen.
[hands box over]
Lois: Long live the queen.
[Chloe chuckles]
Lois: I can't believe you got one so fast.
[Opens box revealing a small telescope]
Lois: I kind of noticed that Clark has this thing for telescopes. Do you think he'll like it?
Chloe: I think he'll love it, [door opens] but what is it exactly about a telescope that merits 76 trombones and a big parade?
Lois: Well, tonight's the night. In the words of the general, "It's time to drop the "L" b*mb."
Chloe: What?! You mean to tell me that you guys haven't volleyed the word yet?
Lois: Among other significant relationship mile stones. I don't know, things used to be easier with Clark, back in the days when you'd wake up and the first thing you'd do is check for a text or an e-mail and it'd be there waiting for you. Anyway, things have been different ever since we decided we could keep secrets from each other. But that's all changing tonight.
Chloe: Wait a minute, secrets? Uh, changing how?
Lois: No more secrets. It's time to take our baggage out of the closet, I mean if we "L" each other then nothing should come between us. Right?
[Super-speeding, door opens and closes]
[whoosh can be heard from Clark changing his clothes]
[door opens]
Chloe: Hey! Do you ever check your voicemail?
Clark: Looks like someone missed breakfast in bed with Oliver this morning.
Chloe: I'm not here to talk about my love life.
Clark: That makes two of us.
Chloe: I'm here to talk about yours.
Clark: Whoa, can't we just stick to a topic like aliens assimilating the earth?
Chloe: This isn't about assimilating, Clark. Zod has powers now, and you told him all of your secrets. This is not a good time to bring Lois in, too.
Clark: Lois?
Chloe: Yeah, she told me about your big date tonight, where you both are going to come clean with everything.
Clark: I'm not going to tell Lois anything. I'm making Lois dinner tonight so she shares her secret. She's been keeping something from me, and I didn't want to use my abilities to spy on her. It's been driving me crazy.
Chloe: So you're gonna seduce it out of her? Clark, you're the reason all of this is happening to begin with.
Clark: I have not called her as The Blur in months.
Chloe: That doesn't matter, Clark. The second that your back-in-black alter ego asked Lois to lie about The Blur was the day that you asked her to lie to the person she loves ... which is you! And she did.
Clark: A relationship with secrets can never work. Look at you and Oliver. Everything's out in the open.
Chloe: That is because we both understand that our relationship comes second to a higher calling. Clark, you and Lois ...
Clark: Don't have to be any different. Now if Lois was going to trust me tonight, maybe it's time I trusted her.
[Door opens, Chloe sighs, Door closes]
[Elevator dings]
Clark: Hey.
Lois: Hey.
Clark: Did you, uh, get my message?
Lois: Yup.
Clark: So we're still on for tonight?
Lois: Definitely.
Clark: What's in the box?
Lois: Surprise.
Clark: It's going to be a long day.
[awkward tension]
Lois: Yup.
[Clark scoots closer]
Clark: How about a sneak preview?
[Lois nods, Clark pulls her in for a kiss]
[Elevator dings open]
[Lois clears her throat]
Lois: Sometimes I swear you have more then two hands. Either that kiss altered my sense of time and space, or this place is busier then usual. It's a big news day.
Clark: I think it has something to do with our new editor.
Lois: Another editor? They should just install a rotating door up there. Obviously our illustrious owners just spun some wheel of fortune in disguise to see who'd be steering the ship this week.
Franklin: Well? I guess I pulled the lucky number this week. Franklin Stern, and this livewire must be the lovely and charming Miss Lane, I presume?
Clark: Miss Lane is an acquired taste. It's just that ever since Tess went away, we've gone through a lot of editors.
Franklin: Well, not for long. The board just launched a global search for the next editor-in-chief. I intend to make their decision very easy.
Lois: And you decided to start your campaign by downsizing the desk inventory.
Franklin: Miss Lane, I have been uh, reading through the personnel files to identify any red flags, and I understand you two are entangled in an inter-office relationship.
Clark: No, Sir.
Lois: No!
Franklin: Yeah, well, for whatever reason, it seems you're both spending so much time out of the office trying to reel in the big fish, you're not delivering the daily catch.
Clark: To be fair, sir, we've both turned in some pretty big stories.
Franklin: Here's a bigger one. Our fair city's disgraced D.A. Ray Sacks just had his life sentenced reversed. He gets out of prison today. Only one of these stays on the desk at the end of the day. May the best reporter win.
[Lois tries to go after him but is stopped by Clark's arm as he sighs]
[Computer beeps, keyboard clacking]
[Door opens]
Tess: Hmm, Oliver gave you keys to his office. He must trust you with just about all of his secrets.
Chloe: Tess, I thought you were supposed to be underground? You know, if you're having a hard time finding your way there, I'm sure I can help.
Tess: So we're over the temporary truce and straight back to f*re at will? Okay, just remember, Chloe, that out there I might be M.I.A., but in here, I'm still CEO. Where is Oliver?
Chloe: Out of town.
Tess: I was curious how you two got into each other's orbit.
Chloe: Mutual friends. Which I understand you could use some help finding, considering the fact that you have to go to outer space to look for them.
Tess: The Kandorians? You'll see, Chloe, they're better as allies then enemies. Clark gets that. Why don't you and Oliver?
Chloe: Clark optimistically thinks that Zod will be happy wearing an apron and slinging coffees. We don't. Especially now that he has powers.
Tess: "We?" As in you and Green Arrow? Chloe, I get what you see in your heroes, but what do they see in you?
Chloe: I could ask Zod the same question about you. But I guess I don't have to anymore. I've been watching you two. And it seems like Zod hasn't been home for dinner for quite a while. Be careful, Miss Mercer. At this rate you're going to run out of people to betray.
[Computer beeps]
Lois: I don't know what's worse, Clark, that they freed the D.A. that threw me off the roof, or that our editor threw us in the ring to wrestle for the same desk.
Clark: Don't worry. If we land a big enough story, we can save both our jobs. Now, in order for him to reverse the sentence, Sacks must still have power friends down at City Hall. Now, according to the underground blogs, he's having a welcome home party tonight at Maxwell's.
Lois: Crime kingpins like to keep out the outsiders. It'd be easier to crash the White House then it would be to sneak in that party. Look, we only have 'till the end of the day to get this done, and I think we'd cover more ground if we split the work.
Clark: That's a good idea.
Lois: Can't wait for tonight.
[Phone beeps]
Lois: Hey, it's me, Lois. Guess you're out. Strange to think that I can leave a message for The Blur. I mean, well, not strange, weird ...
it's just, you know what I mean. It's hard to picture The Blur screening his calls. Not that you'd be screening my calls or anything, but I ...
[phone beeps]
Lois: Me again, got cut off. You know, there's not a lot of time for someone to leave a message. That beeps comes after you pretty fast. But then again, you are The Blur, of course. I'm sure you like it fast, but I jus ...
[phone beeps once again]
Lois: Here's the deal. I'm on a story about our deadly ex-D.A. Now, normally I'd be working with my partner-in-reporting, but I want to keep him safe, secure, and as far away from Sacks and his m*rder mob as I can. Clark's not b*llet-proof but you are. Be my wing man?
[Clicks phone off]
Clark: Lois will find a way to see Sacks before the party tonight. Chloe, I have to find him first.
Chloe: Look, I get it, Clark. I'm spending a small fortune of Oliver's money to update the security system here at Watchtower. Plus, I have a satellite trained on your fortress at all times, now that Zod knows your zipcode. I understand the instinct to protect the ones that you love.
Clark: You know, half of being in a relationship with Lois is protecting her from herself.
Chloe: Actually, she's not the only one Sacks is g*n for right now. According to internet, he's offering a million-dollar reward for anyone who can supply him with an image of The Blur.
Clark: Again, what's with this guy and his obsession with The Blur?
Chloe: Maybe it has something to do with the fact you publically disgraced him and threw him in prison. Since he's been out, I've had a hard time tracking him down.
Clark: Sacks is all about the V.I.P treatment. Maybe he's got a favorite bar or restaurant.
Chloe: Some place that he would want to go to after being locked down for 8 months. Huh, our parole prosecutor does have a favorite haunt, but it isn't exactly 5-star.
[Car door opens]
Lois: Mr. Sacks, Lois Lane from the Daily Planet. You may remember me from the roof of the Daily Planet.
Ray: Oh yes, yes. I remember you. You have a nasty habit of always landing on your feet, don't you, Lane?
Lois: And now I need to land a story, so, who let you out of your cage? Since I'm the one that you sent sky-diving without a parachute, I figured I'm at least owed a quote.
Ray: You have too much faith in The Blur, Lane, to think you can meet with me like this alone.
Lois: My editor knows where I am. Hurt me, and you'll be back behind bars before this pizza cools off.
Ray: Oh, I won't hurt you, no. He will. And this time, they won't find me guilty because they'll never find your body.
[g*n is pointed at Lois, car engine starts]
[Whoosh of air, and guy being thrown, grunting]
Ray: It's him! Come on! Go! Go!
[Car tires screech and leaves]
Lois: Wait! Thank you, for saving my bacon, I'd be two strips of pain on the pavement, if you hadn't gotten my call.
Clark/Blur: [softly] What call?
Lois: You have no idea what it means that you trusted me enough to let me help you these past weeks. I've never felt such a sense of purpose in my entire life. Whatever you need, you can count on me.
[Whoosh of air, landing on the roof, and super-speeding away]
[Door opens]
Man: That million's mine. I got a picture of The Blur! [Laughs]
[Lois stops him]
Lois: What you got is two choices. You either trash that photo, or I throw you in the trash.
[Shoves her in the wall, Lois grunts in pain]
[Lois takes out her phone, starts dialing]
Clark: Lois, stop! Who're you calling?
Lois: It's not important, Clark.
Clark: No, that's The Blur, isn't it?
Lois: Why would you think that? And what are you even doing here?
Clark: Lois, you told me that you stopped talking to The Blur. All those secrets that you've been keeping from me ... it's him, isn't it?
Lois: Okay, this is between The Blur and me. That's all I can tell you.
Clark: Lois, do you even know who you're really talking to?
Lois: Okay, what's going on here? Clark, you don't need to be jealous.
Clark: No, I'm not, it's just ... Lois. I need to know who that is.
[Lois scoffs]
Lois: You did not just ask me that! Is this about the story? You want me to give up The Blur just to save our jobs?
Clark: Lois, I'm trying to save you. Don't ... Don't you think that sometimes you might have a little too much blind faith?
Lois: Why? Because if he trusted me, he'd show himself?! Is that it?
Clark: Lois ... Okay, I need you to listen to me ...
Lois: No, Clark. I am sure he is dying to tell me. But how could anyone who cares about me put me in that kind of position? I-If I knew his true identity, then every low-lifes with high hopes of hurting him would come after me. And he would never put me in that kind of danger just to get his secret off his back. That's why I trust him!
[Lois leaves, mad]
[Whoosh]
Chloe: I take it your search for Sacks didn't go so well.
Clark: I found Sacks, but I may have just lost Lois. Or at least her trust.
Chloe: Oh, no. I know that look. What happened?
Clark: I did this to myself. Chloe, I asked Lois to keep her calls with The Blur a secret, and she did, even from me. And now someone else is calling her, pretending to be The Blur.
Chloe: Why? Who would want to blur a mile in your shoes?
Clark: I don't know. Checkmate, Zod, Tess. They've all been circling my secret. I stole her phone to see who she was calling. She's already deleted the list.
Chloe: You know, as much as I don't want to, I have to say, It's pretty impressive how committed Lois is to protecting The Blur.
Clark: From me.
Chloe: Yeah, well, talk about a Kafkaesque nightmare.
Clark: I almost ended it all, told her everything. 'Till she reminded me why I can never put her in that kind of danger. Look, I need to find whoever's lying to Lois, using my identity. She said she had something to tell him.
Chloe: And you want Watchtower to trace the call. Got it.
[Computer beeps, mouse clicks]
Lois, talking on the computer: I would have called you on my cell, but I can't find it. Listen, someone photographed you on their phone, and they're about to sell it to Ray Sacks. I don't know when you'll get this, so I'll blitz his bash at Maxwell's and try to run interference, but you need to get there as soon as you can.
[Music]
Man: Hey, where's the surprise?
Other Man: I don't know. Supposed to be here about 30 minutes ago.
Lois: Piece of cake.
Ray: They kicked me out of office. They charged me with attempted m*rder. They even tried to put me away for life, and yet here I am.
[Clapping and cheering]
[Super hearing]
Ray: So uh, I understand you have something for me.
Man: What about my million dollars?
Ray: Don't test me, son.
[Super hearing stops]
[drum roll]
[Lois appears, applause and cheering]
Clark: Lois.
Lois: Clark!
[Lois punches Clark and smashes into the guy with the phone, smashing his phone into bits]
Lois: Oops. Sorry about your million dollars.
[Clark grabs Lois and takes her]
Ray: Oh, that's okay, kid. We don't need that picture. We just need you.
Lois: Three years of selfless service to this paper, and the new editor on the block just up and fires me.
Clark: Well, not just you, Lois.
Lois: Well, at least one of us would have kept their job, if you hadn't been so obsessed with unmasking The Blur. I don't know how you found out about that photo, but crashing Sacks' party? Just how many hurdles are you willing to jump to expose the person that I'm trying to protect?
Clark: Well, you jumped out of a cake, Lois, and you slugged me.
Lois: It was just a distraction. I had to do something extreme to destroy that extremely dangerous picture, no thanks to you.
Clark: Lois ...
Lois: No, save it. I don't know why you suddenly have it in for The Blur, but whatever you're going to tell me right now isn't going to make a difference. I'm seeing a whole other side of you, Clark, and for the first time, I'm not a fan of the view.
[leaves mad]
[Lois breathing hard, heartbroken about Clark. Someone grabs her, grunting]
Ray: I take it this is the official invitation to join you? The black king.
Maxwell: Your work on this operation has proven to be surprisingly invaluable. They have all witnessed The Blur. Pieces of his identity have been locked within their minds. They simply need to be assembled.
Ray: Your extracting their memories with this whole Jedi mind control thing. Very impressive interrogation skills. Listen, Mr. Lord, I am no friend of The Blur, but why are you after him?
Maxwell: You are aware, Sacks that, Meta-Humans exist on the planet.
Ray: I assumed this Checkmate agency wants to use them to protect and serve.
Maxwell: That's the white queens plan. Waller barks orders from behind the desk. I work in the real world. A world that needs the rule of law. Anything outside the natural order is unpredictable.
Ray: Now, correct me if I'm wrong. You have powers? You're one of them.
Maxwell: Which is exactly why I know how dangerous they can be, and why I plan on eliminating them.
[Computer beeps]
Clark: Chloe, when did you find this? Can't you get a clearer picture?
Chloe: Whoa, Clark. Okay, one at a time. I was following Lois just in case she found Sacks before you did, and I got this security footage from a camera sixty floors up. Now, unfortunately, technology isn't exactly on par with X-ray vision.
Clark: Where was Lois taken?
Chloe: I don't know. I lost the car right after it went into Rombauer Tunnel.
Clark: This has to be Sacks.
Chloe: I did some digging, right around the time that our devious D.A.
walked. All his new little prison friends who were sent up the river were transferred off the grid.
Clark: Chloe, I know these guys. I've put every one of them behind bars. They're all violent offenders, and the only person who can authorize their transfers is the governor.
Chloe: Who did you say threw Sacks' little welcome mobster ball?
Clark: Some tycoon named Maxwell Lord.
Chloe: Three guesses who the largest contributor to the governors re-election fund was?
[keyboard clacks]
Chloe: With that kind of influence, Lord has some serious strings he can pull.
Clark: Well, if Maxwell Lord wants The Blur, then that's exactly who he'll get.
[Whoosh of air]
Ray: You should see Lord's set-up downstairs. This guy is a major player, and he has just given me the key to the city.
[Whoosh, Clark knocks Ray out, grabbing the chess piece and crushing it angrily]
Clark: Checkmate.
[Maxwell does the mind control to Lois; Lois grunts as if she were in pain]
Maxwell: You're fighting it. You know him, don't you?
Clark: Get away from her!
Maxwell: Ah, I see we're past formal introductions. Stop! One wrong step, and I'll eviscerate every last thought in her head.
Clark: You're using their memories to learn my identity. Let them go! They don't know who I am.
Maxwell: True, they've only seen glimpses of your face, nothing more. You've been careful. Except for this one. Even unconscious, her mind protects memories of you.
Clark: Maybe she doesn't have any.
Maxwell: Or maybe the connection between you two is stronger. Stronger then the fear that binds you with the others. Stronger ... because of love.
[continues doing the mind control]
[Clark super-speeds and crashes into the glass, knocking Maxwell down]
[Lois wakes up, confused and groggy]
[Lois notices the "S" Symbol]
Lois: You're here. I-I can't know who you are. I'd give anything to see your face, to know your name, but you can't protect us if we know who you are. I understand that now.
[Clark places a hand on her shoulder. She touches his hand and sighs]
Lois: Go.
[Clark super-speeds away, leaving a tearful Lois behind]
[Door opens, footsteps]
Man: Sorry, Max. A little change of itinerary.
[a g*n is placed on Maxwell, and car engine starts]
[door opens and he is shoved in, tires screeching]
Maxwell: So it's true. The red queen does exist.
[Tractor is put down]
Chloe: I guess the upside to unemployment is you don't have to pick out a tie every morning.
[Clark scoffs]
Chloe: You're beating yourself up, aren't you?
Clark: Oh, which me? The Blur that Lois would die to protect, or the boyfriend that Lois was protecting him from?
Chloe: Don't be so hard on yourself, Clark. Not everyone with a press pass is also moonlighting as the city's greatest superhero. And the whole phone-rooftop Blur thing, at least give yourself creative points for trying to be as honest as you could with Lois.
Clark: I guess if half of me has Lois's trust, and the other half gets the rest of her, it all works out in some weird way.
Chloe: There's only one problem with that,. One of those halves has to say goodbye. I finished tracing a number of our rogue Blur, to RAO
Industries. It was Zod.
Clark: Everything he said, about brotherhood? It was all a lie. Of course he's the one using Lois.
Chloe: I know you wanna go take your anger out on Zod right now, but you and I both know that there's something else you have to take care of first. Until you can tell Lois that you are the one and only Blur, anyone with a voice modulator and a calling plan can pretend to be you.
Clark: I know what I have to do.
[Phone rings, Lois picks up]
Lois: Hello?
Clark/Blur: Lois, thank you for coming.
Lois: Well, when The Blur leaves a hand-written message, you better believe I'm there. Chalk it up to the curiosity of a recently unemployed reporter, but since we've been doing the cell-to-cell, why are we back to doing this old school?
Clark/Blur: I wanted to have this conversation in a place that meant something to both of us.
Lois: Wow, sounds awfully official. But hey, you're the boss. So, what's my next impossible mission?
Clark/Blur: There won't be one, Lois. I'm sorry, this is our last conversation.
Lois: Last conversation today, or for a while? If you have to go back on another hiatus, I understand. I'll be there.
Clark/Blur: As in our last talk ... .forever.
Lois: No. [Chuckles nervously]
Clark/Blur: Our relationship put you at risk. I know that we would do anything to protect each other. What if one day I'm too late?
Lois: But you don't understand. I don't care about the risk. When I'm working with you, I'm doing something good, something right.
Clark/Blur: You don't need me for that.
Lois: But I do need you, and maybe I didn't realize it until it was too late. But this is the most important part of my life.
Clark/Blur: There must be some other part that means more to you.
Lois: When I'm with you, it's about more than what I want, who I want. It is something that is bigger then me.
Clark/Blur: I wish things could be different, Lois. This is the only way I can protect you. I won't call again. If anyone calls claiming to-to be me, don't believe them. No matter what they say, or what happens, you can't trust them.
Lois: No, please.
Clark/Blur: I will be watching over you. I promise. Goodbye, Lois.
[Phone clicks off]
[Lois hangs the phone up]
Lois: Goodbye.
[Lois looks really hurt]
[Music playing]
Clark: Glad you still came up after what we talked about on the street.
Lois: It's beautiful, Clark. Thank you.
Clark: What is it, Lois? You know you can tell me anything.
Lois: Can I? Then why did I lie to you?
Clark: We both agreed we would keep some things to ourselves.
Lois: I've been talking to The Blur, Clark. Doing things for him. Sharing things with him that I couldn't share with you.
Clark: It's probably just the reporter blood in you, right?
Lois: It was more then that, but we ... .I talked to him, and it's over. He doesn't want me in his life anymore.
Clark: Well, there's someone standing right here, who still does. It's okay.
Lois: You don't have to be okay with it. Clark ... .[sighs, and walks to the top] It's not right for me to ask that of you, Clark.
Clark: He meant a lot to you, didn't he?
Lois: It's not like this, with you. I wish you could understand what it felt like to have this ... a calling, a duty, to people, and the world. That made my feelings for you and everything else seem ...
Clark: Selfish? Like there's a whole world out there that needs you, but if you take anything from it for yourself, it's at someone else's expense.
[Lois nods]
Clark: Lois, I do understand.
Lois: How?
Clark: I guess with him gone, the question is ... am I enough?
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