Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's got gunpowder burns and a dubious history with the victim.
I made your case.
Two thousand nine, 2010, 2011...
How would you characterize your relationship with Lois Lane?
Thank you, Your Honor.
Want me to show how Big Mo was offed, right?
And if I did, you would go off and do something crazy.
Your Honor, I'd like a five-minute recess to...
- Lois? - Clark, what's the matter?
I completely know that.
Not really.
The defense calls Perry White to the stand.
Resist despair.
But the image of Lois...
We need your help.
Surprise, surprise, all of a sudden, he's not so tough anymore.
accompany from behind 我在身后陪伴你
Hey, where's my magazine, matron?
I thrive on society's tawdry underbelly.
- What if she's innocent? - We can't afford for her to be.
It's okay, Clark. I'll be okay. It's all going to work out, I know it.
Perry got up there and started telling all these lies.
- Okay. Let's get down to work. - Okay.
How hard was it to crawl out the window? I run away under that door. Don't think i'll be back, i just got out and i ain't going back, i ain't going back
- By itself. I didn't even touch the trigger. - It's okay, we'll get through this.
No comment. No comment at this time.
Not as bad as before putting Lois Lane behind bars.
Since the bullet fired by itself, maybe the answer is in the missing shell.
Maybe the explanation is obvious.
Your Honor.
Good night, Mr. White.
Years and years in a 9-by-7 cell, courtesy of Lois Lane.
Of fairness.
- So is Lois. - That's what I'm here to prove.
Mr. and Mrs. Lane... Kent. Lane and Kent.
I'm gonna get you out of here.
- Ms. Lane. - I'll be good.
Sykes almost ruined her career...
...and popular and educated and polite...
Kal-El, son of Jor-El...
Do you love Lois Lane, Superman?
...the only profession voters hate worse than politicians is reporters.
Average. Same as every other day, of every month, in every year.
Long is back to pass.
Well, actually, I probably won't because I'm innocent.
- You can yell at me for a while. - Yell? You? I love the wallpaper.
Sir.
Oh, Clark.
You have to make that bullet casing in evidence inventory disappear today...
Well, I'm an investigative reporter.
But if it doesn't, miss, maybe it's time you got real here.