Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jimmy, I'm kidding.
Look at this.
He's retired. He lives in Metropolis.
Jimmy? I don't think so.
Well, it's definitely not what you're thinking.
I'm really glad you're here.
Wait a minute.
Well, I was just thinking since your kid sister's new in town...
Sorry to interrupt your male bonding, but we have a break in the story.
He and Anita were talking marriage.
You and me?
It's just probably the best secret you've got going.
You have any secrets, Clark?
- What? - My novel.
Don't even admit that I live here.
Don't tell me. Safecracker?
Well, look what the cat dragged in.
Missile lock in three, two, one. Executed.
- Clark and I can corroborate each other. - Not when you're talking UFOs.
I don't wanna leave you out in the cold.
And we found you and took you home.
because we thought you could help us find the man responsible for the raid.
Ayo, C.K., It's all over the newsroom that yo boy Skullafonte slangin that killa
Well, I'm just gonna make a few phone calls.
three.
What are you doing?
Trying to fly to 10000. Trying to fly to 10000.
No, not this one. I designed it myself.
Something's on your mind, isn't it?
Bullet train. I'm not much for flying. You?
I mean, we don't know enough about Superman to lie.
I'm Jimmy. Jimmy Olsen from The Planet.
I have a warrant issued by federal court.
This is just an unidentified salvage yard.
- I can't let you write it, though. - Sure you can.
Unless you think we need a chaperon.
"Superman" seems to have caught on.