Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...maybe you could put in a good word for me.
...but a little sliver of light will come through, and we'll have you.
So did you find any subliminal message-sending device...
Which is strange. You know, missing someone that you've never even met.
That's why the phone, you idiot.
Or that. You could do that.
Soon, I'll have everything I want...
...between you and I that I don't understand...
Why did I say that?
Oh, I feared as much.
That the only thing that stands between Tempus and world conquest is Superman?
A vortex without past or future.
Lois?
We hate John Doe.
John Doe supporters by the millions flooded Times Square...
...it is so much less complicated being Superman...
It's lined with lead.
Ready.
No, not you, me. I almost kissed you.
You just killed him.
The Subliminator's effects won't wear off until...
...that's impossible.
What?
Probably not. He's out there right now, finding your mind control device.
Even in that world, Tempus wanted him gone.
Attention all registered voters:
There were some homeless people that were murdered...
On the other hand, as easy as it was for you to trace my movements backward...
Well, anything less and I could miss him by literally billions of years.
...created by Tempus, an escaped criminal...
...in the phone system?
You are a fiend beyond comprehension.
Especially for me.
He bears you no ill will.
You've imported that muscle-locked Boy Scout...
No. Maybe she left a note or something.
We need the exact second the time window exploded.