Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Pretend to move overseas and build myself some secret lair to live in.
I would if I knew the easy answers.
We seek the comfort of another.
The perfect man, the perfect relationship, the perfect life.
Oh, no, no, no. I kill them.
A reporter, remember?
I tried to love you.
My gosh, Calvin, are you all right?
... I have permanent nerve damage.
- I wanted Peking duck, Lois. - I couldn't get duck.
Well, that was a heart-rending speech.
...to say to you...
You live above us and when we try and bring you down here...
What would Jimi Hendrix have been with one hand?
Is that the money?
So while the male lion basks majestically in the warm sun of the veldt...
- I've smelled it before. - Your Honor.
Clark, if Lois is the problem, why are you running away?
Septiema 30, 2007
Superman? Superman?
My eyes. My eyes!
- Excuse me, this is about me. - Of course it is, my boy.
Seems he loves suing people, loves getting sued so he can countersue.
I just know that I can't keep lying to Lois.
You're right to shop carefully for an attorney.
A little unpleasant.
You bring the bagels.
I'm ready to take the next step if you are.
Finally, I'll be famous.
Surely there must be one honest lawyer out there.
...answering to greedy plaintiffs and their noxious attorneys.
The problem is, he's just as scared as you are.
- You said that. - And it's not true.
I wanna draw blood. I wanna kill, kill, kill.
First of all, I don't just beat the other side.
And what about his moods?