Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...where they had their honeymoon over 35 years ago. Mom.
No lists, no guests, nobody needing...
Thought it might brighten up the place.
Lois, honey, this is not you talking.
All right, that's it.
That doesn't mean I owe you anything.
In world news, peace talks turn to war...
Oh, I thought at least one of your sons would...
You heard him, gnome. Scram.
I'll be back, or somebody else will.
One of Metropolis' top citizens...
Once that clock ticks over...
- Mxyl... - Mxyzptlk?
In world news, Eastern European peace talks are stalled tonight.
...I would pull some pranks, have some fun.
- What are you gonna do? - See if I can get a jump on this thing.
What have you done with time?
A father should be able to do that for his children, don't you think?
What is this?
Oh, Bren, hon, when you get a sec, we should talk hair.
That's right. You're doing really good.
You're the one who's been following me.
The airline gave us an earlier flight, and we took a cab straight here.
Mr. Weston...
No, Santa. There's one left.
- What? - This.
Merry Christmas. I love you guys the most.
And that is just so...
Clock's ticking...
This one's for you.
At 4:00, the loop starts over.
Merry...
Help!
- What? - I don't know. It's crazy.
Merry Christmas?
Oh, it has. It has. It has.
...forever.
Yeah? Well who asked you to?
Have you any idea who I am?
- What are you hearing? - Fire trucks.
...because I'm looking at you.
- You were about to offer, weren't you? - Now just one minute, Superman...
See, in a world without hope, he's powerless.
We need to beat this thing before he shows.
How do you plan on doing that?
At 4:00 it'll be noon again, and you won't remember any of this.
It just doesn't seem to make any sense anymore.
- Ralphie. - Tree's smaller.
No, no, no. That's not what I mean.
...my mother's drinking again...
The traffic on Christmas Eve is gonna be murder.
Her family lives on the West Coast, and I was kind of wondering if...
It's not like I have any faith in the future myself.
Clark, what are you doing in here?
And in world news, warring Eastern European factions...
- I really think she could be the one. - Well, that's seven to Christmas dinner.
Your choice to put on the red and the blue.
Superman is the symbol of hope.
- Mr. Caldwell? - What?
Magic.
Tomorrow's Christmas.
You're right.
Honey, listen to me, listen to me. This day is repeating itself...