Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...all the defective switches to be shipped to a dump.

I was... If I'd known you were coming...

I just saw Lois Lane leaving the building.

But now we've worked things out.

It's okay, Clark, you don't have to entertain me all the time.

Would 100,000 help?

Lois, where's Roy?

Stuart, you can't go back on your word.

Oh, of course, they would hire Sheldon Bender as their attorney.

All right, everybody. Listen up.

...because he's still shipping those switches, we need proof.

I'd stake my reputation on it.

- I really need my razor and toothbrush. - We'll buy you a razor and a toothbrush.

Lost in space, you mean

Lois, can I see you for a minute, please?

I thought it was a slow news day?

Sometimes I hate this job.

I don't even know where the unemployment office is.

...our little test went off just as planned.

You know, Wick disappointed me.

...spring-cleaning.

- Lois, come on, she's just a kid. - You're on.

A crime's been committed. People have to know about it.

Here... Oh, here we go.

Well, thank you.

Sometimes, I feel like I'm out there fighting all alone.

You do believe it was a mistake, don't you?

Miss Lane, I'm head of research at Viologic Electronics.

Excuse me. Lois Lane, Daily Planet.

Forensics just faxed this over.

That doesn't make any sense.

It came to me like a bolt out of the blue.

Big deal. My mom signs your checks.

Yeah, real whiz kid. Millionaire by the time he was your age.

What are you saying?

We made the switches for the Ferris wheel's computer.

There are also powder burns from a small-caliber weapon.

You think she'll like it?

Don't tell me you screwed up again.

It only shows two buyers.