Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Oh, well, gee, sorry. - That's okay.
Yes, Your Honor.
Is that what you're trying to do now, Superman?
...I stand for truth, justice and the American way.
Oh, I hope you don't mind, I've taken the liberty of inviting the press.
...because you're not gonna remember any of this after it's over.
...on her own recognizance. - But Lois Lane is a murder suspect.
Not even a little bit?
- But...? - Sykes' info was a little shaky.
And my job is to uphold the truth...
Then was it also some kind of hallucination...
Thank you.
...do you understand? - Are you crazy?
- Yeah, but... - We've been in worse jams before.
I take it you can verify Lois Lane's exact whereabouts...
Would you mind telling me what an average day inside is like?
...and that is what I would do anything for.
Not only do you give me hope, you give the world hope...
Then, I'm sitting in the restaurant, minding my own business...
Well, I better go.
I'm still losing, aren't I?
You got the report already.
It may have fooled those dullards on the street...
Oh, stop whining. I hate it when you whine.
Memo to self, cut Sykes in for a bigger piece of the cake.
Breaking me out is, that's what you're thinking.
You really do have friends in high places.
I'd consider it a personal favor if you would release her...
Very well. Raise your right hand, please.
And now it's time to return the favor...
- He starts pleading for his life. - Memo to self, cancel previous memo.
Now, Wolcott.
I wanted to announce that I've decided to help Mr. Clemmons...
...and mean and forever as it gets.
A videotape?
A hurricane that's mowing down our lives...
Anda a laarrr
You would tell me, wouldn't you?
Yeah, okay, but why don't you just relax for like a minute or even 30 seconds.
Maybe someone wanted to frame me and kill him at the same time.