Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is for Malcolm, the security guard.
Oh, well.
Or not.
No.
I'm sure you get my meaning.
My name is Andrus. I'm from the future.
We were a little surprised when you agreed to see us, Mr. Doe.
Superman, Emily Stevens with lmmigration and Naturalization.
- Message for you, C.K. - Thanks, Jimmy.
The window I carry has been coded so only I may operate it.
No!
I'm right here.
You just turned that figure in your dream into Tempus...
Maybe he went forwards, or backwards, and then just...
I suppose anything's possible.
Once he has access to the government...
Lois, here's that book you wanted.
And you wonder why you never get asked out.
No, it was a challenge.
Well, let's get this over with.
Lois Lane.
The security alert was triggered by a rodent.
My world is extraordinary...
Honey.
This is Dr. Dussel at the asylum.
- Send in my photographer. - Oh, sure. Bobby?
John Doe is not nice.
... well...
...when he reemerged, that's all.
Funny, no matter how you pretty it up, it still sounds like prison to me.
...John Doe came in through the window. "
Now, I meant to vote for myself, but...
Your license. To fly?
- Bring them in. - Yes, sir.
...time to get on with the country's work.
Come on in.
Goodbye? What are you...?
I will recite from the list of charges:
And see about hiring some painters for the White House.
- Probably. - I think so.
Will you come with me to the future, Superman?
Well, I've kept a low profile.
Lois!
That's all for today.
Some adman's idea of a joke.
Lois, why?
...and absolute democratically elected public servant.
Should I call for the Secret Service?
Once Tempus is delivered to justice...
Yeah.
So do you remember anything else?
They came through the devil's window.
You going somewhere, boys?
Oh, he really is...
I have great hope. He finally seems to be responding to therapy.
What? No.