Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...just because we're married, are you?
I just don't want you to go alone.
Every gun leaves a distinctive firing-pin indentation on the bullet casing.
I'm sorry, honey, but I'm under oath.
...that I was special. - Honey, you are special.
Well, we're gonna go check into the Metropolis hotel.
Well, if I was a suspicious person, I would say it smacks of conspiracy...
I suggest you keep your emotions in check, Mr. Kent.
Mom, Dad.
Than you'd expect. I just thought that would be something...
Fact is, she forgot all about Sykes the next day.
- No, let's get this... - No, let's get this over with.
What new evidence?
- A mailman, anybody? - No one. I was all by myself.
Why?
Oh, I've known Lois...
This is ludicrous, I never left the house.
Sometimes, but not today.
- Do you want to win or not? - Of course I want to win.
Hey, you are no criminal.
And stop slouching.
...not because it's political.
Personal effects, please.
- Until he went to prison. - That was just before you and Lois met.
So if you can't take it...
I bet she was furious.
...Lois.
Superman, please.
I'm okay.
...you pointed the gun at him, and it just went off.
Well, that was fast.
You do want to get to the truth, don't you?
- Think I can get a hypoallergenic pillow? - No.
Me either.
- You cheated. - Where did you come from?
Do I?
I'm bored.
No, I got 500 more.
Here on Metro 103, the heartbeat of Metropolis.
- Please state your name for the record. - My name is Perry Jerome White.