Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hey. - Hello, son.
Clark, nobody sees things the way you do.
Okay, it's 12 noon. We gotta leave by 4:30 if we're to make the airport by 7.
The traffic on Christmas Eve is gonna be murder.
Over!
...has agreed to replace all the gifts that were destroyed...
That was eerie. Did you just get psychic or something?
I know.
Yeah, that's right. I know who you are.
I mean, I may not be able to see through walls...
Representatives from both sides of the conflict are unsure...
- I don't think I'm gonna be any help. - Lois, if anyone can do this, it's you.
Hey, Beth Ann. Merry Christmas.
Traffic on Christmas Eve is gonna be murder.
That's what broke me free.
...and every time it does, people's attitudes are changing.
In the elevator when I was coming up earlier.
Well, that makes eight for Christmas dinner.
Who is that?
See, there's only one three-dimensional biped that can stop me...
... as treaties were signed on this historic Christmas Eve.
The traffic on Christmas Eve is gonna be murder.
I’ve never done this before
Your parents are actually snipping at each other...
I did save your life.
And I don't blame her. We're gonna lose everything we've worked for.
...I thought we should do the formal intro thing.
All the necessary paperwork is waiting for you...
You wouldn't want me to spoil it, would you?
Everything. Even Mxyzptlk. What a name.
Okay, thanks.
I don't know what else to do.
...and when I got back... - When did you leave?
- What did you do to...? - What?
- Hey! - Oh, my.
Martha? Jonathan?
... as violence worsens in all parts of the world this Christmas Eve.