Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hi, this is Clark. I'm not home right now, so leave a message after the beep...

I left messages for her everywhere. She can be very pigheaded.

You don't have one shot...

So big deal, right?

- He's alive, but not for long. - Get him out. Get him out. Come on.

- What? I don't know. When? - About an hour ago.

Future Tech magazine says they're always sending rejected manuscripts back to him.

Some of that cutting-edge Smallville humor?

Cindy, get me the address for Infinity Laboratories.

- Why? - "Why?" You mini-brained metallic moron.

- All right, Robertson, cover city hall. - Got it, chief.

Oh, yeah? I used to work for the Planet. I had a paper route till they fired me.

...and this is the thanks I get.

Langdon, I want you and Taylor to cover police headquarters.

...but until then I'm kind of busted.

This is Clark Kent. He works with Lois at the Daily Planet.

We're with the Postal Inspection Service, Criminal Branch.

Yeah, well, it's sort of a family trait.

Which laid off half their workers because of defense cutbacks.

Hey, where you going?

Then there'd be no one to clean up filth like you, Corbin.

Oh, don't worry, little brother. I said a human brain.

But according to eyewitnesses...

More powerful than Intergang.

Oh, what's sudden? I've wanted to do this since you got back to the city.

Jimmy, unlike Pete, you are good at your job.

No! No! Jimmy, no pictures.

I can't believe you did this.

I was just holding both of you in the air.

I'm a pugilist and an icon.

...that I might never see you again.

...and you are mailing letters!

- What's that? - It's a private data-storage service.

...and I want half, or else I'm gonna snap your skinny little neck like a pencil.

Wait a minute, John. That woman's gonna go to the cops. They'll be looking for you.

What'll you do if Superman doesn't show up?

- What's this? - What's what?

I ran out of film, chief.

Keeps on going.

We got an armored-car robbery down at Third and Schuster. Get your camera.