Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Not your old self today, huh?
Oh, Jonathan...
You want me to plug him?
The only other living soul who knows the truth about me is Clark...
But who is this person?
Anticipating that possibility I've relocated to this abandoned fallout shelter.
But as I recall he was quite fond of Lois, here, so he's probably containable.
Now she has to believe me.
Too bad. I'll miss him.
But that's silly, not to mention unconstitutional.
I never thought I'd see you...
Gee, that's just the kind of stuff he said you'd say.
Well, I was wondering how long it'd take to get to that part of the interview.
...and planted into your brains by a sophisticated method of brainwashing.
...and began implementation of an even more insidious plan...
I don't care if you are closing, I'm the Secretary of State.
Well, you're just Little Miss Spunky, aren't you?
John Doe is papa. He's finally here. Everything he does is right.
This Superman of yours, this chiseled god...
But I can be Superman.
And we know that if we're good girls and boys...
...for all of us, that it must be pretty hard for you too.
If this world no longer wants me, then I no longer want it.
- Who? - Sorry, Lois.
Thanks for giving me a legend to live up to.
I've brought
Lois, don't you dare go into work right now.
Commence primary ignition.
Lois, I'm not your Clark.
...is, in reality, Clark Kent of the Daily Planet.
John Doe! John Doe! John Doe!
Don't you realize that if I was able to block out this John Doe hypnosis...
If Clark can't be found in the next 24 hours...
I'll tell you what, Lane. If I scratch your back...
Well, that's the Protestant in you.
Well, he's just a darn nice guy.
...and then there's this weird chemistry...
Get onboard.
Were. My parents died when I was a kid.
You don't get it, do you? You can't stamp out goodness.
Let the fools be swallowed up in flame. I'll go rule the alternate Earth.