Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A team of investigators are on their way.
Sir, I really must request that the wishes of the elders be heeded.
Let's go. Out of the way.
He's also the one that's bringing him back, chief. Look.
Get Dr. Klein on the phone, please. What's the current status of Smallville?
They wanna negotiate with the Kryptonians...
What do you want with me, Nor?
A terrible thing is happening. These people...
And if you can return, you will.
No, not all.
...Ding Dongs, Snickers?
...and claimed it as his own.
It's cloaked, so that even now it is hovering undetected over the city.
Actually...
Come on, move it along.
It's very Kryptonian, actually.
I can't even explain how frustrating all this has been for me.
And what more do you want?
I am Trey, chief of the elders.
I'm not sure what to do here.
Oh, perhaps that palace over there.
Return and tell your people...
It just seems to be the way our life together is.
Indeed. And if there's any doubt...
- "My boy is coming home. " - Martha...
I will not rob those people of their futures...
- Zara? - Yes, Kal-El?
Hey.
If that's what you want me to do, then I have no business being your leader.
If by "sentiment" you mean that I value human life...
We don't know what's going on inside the force field and can't penetrate it.
Hi, Mom, Dad.
And the only time that I feel real is inside my head...
...think of me as some alien creature.
Boy, you're just a fountain of information.
Ho Hos, Twinkies...
Let's see how much he cares for Mom and Dad.
Behold your ruler and bow down.