Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Lois?
- Hi, honey. - We weren't expecting you until tonight.
- Do babies do Brie? - Lois, relax. Everything is under control.
But, Martha, we're broke. We're gonna lose the farm. I can't relax.
...and I have tracked him right here to Metropolis.
Oh, yes, but I kept you out for a reason, Mr. Invulnerable.
What is wrong with you, Clark? You're actually being rude.
- You'll have to tell me a few more times. - I'll say it as many times as you need.
- Now that's enough. - Okay.
What would I do without you to take care of me?
Yeah, same party they give every year.
Representatives from both sides of the conflict...
This is really weird.
You think it's gonna matter?
But I'd like to.
...or did we forget?
Oh, and, Kent, your parents are here.
- What? - I have some other stops to make...
She sets it down next to my father.
Well, it's up to you.
It's not just here. The whole world has fallen apart.
I've never done this before. I...
...we are somehow... We're stuck in a repetition, a loop.
Lois, something very strange is going on here.
All right. All right. Now, pass them all the way back to the back. That's right.
Why don't you invite her over to our house tomorrow night for...
- Lois, when are your parents arriving? - They're not.
You keep talking about this loop. Clark, you know that I trust you completely...
...not anybody. And if you try, I'm gonna let them destroy themselves.
Santa Claus!
But don't worry, it doesn't matter to me.
Read the card. See who it's from.
"To Our Beloved Mr. Mxyzptlk. "
Okay, Jimmy's about to turn. In a moment, he'll see her.
Sometimes I forget that not everyone sees things the way I do.
Yeah. Years ago. I was just trying to figure...
They're spending Christmas in Santa Paula at a bed-and-breakfast...
I know how you live here locked away from the world...
Someone with experience...
It's not so bad. We lost crops, but we've been through it a hundred times.
...in the shape of basketball players for the archbishop...
- Okay, your parents, done. My parents...? - Check.
No tomorrow means no hope.
- How? - It was you.
...your mother walks in.
They're all into the sports page or movie listings.
You're not human.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
...and then came straight here in a cab.
This just in. New threats of war in Eastern Europe...
Yeah.