Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wouldn't want all that effort to be for nothing.
What's that?
Sorry, Luthor, but killing yourself is the easy way out.
This weasel Bender has swindled me out of my entire fortune.
- This afternoon. - That's Judge Winkler.
...which was stolen from Lex Labs by your brother.
Well, what is it you want?
Until I find it, I'm nothing.
- Would you like to go? - Oh, right.
Now, wait a minute. Are you telling me that I was some kind of diversionary tactic?
- Where is it? - It's all tied up in real estate.
Judge Winkler's clerk.
Chief, my instinct says that all this stuff with Bender and the bomb...
After you.
I want it back.
Tell him, Lois.
Goodnight, Clark.
Well, what are you two standing there for, then?
But instead, you turned your back on him.
You should turn in. You can sleep in the bedroom.
Unless you got something I want, skinhead, this meeting's over.
Now, tell me, Mr. Vale, is the air sweeter when it's free?
Don't you realize Lex is insane?
But if you can't forgive me...
We're together again. That's all that matters.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
...the one I got after I saw Love Affair...
Yo, Clark, you there? Hello!
I got it, I got it...
I need everyone outside.
Excuse me.
What people?
Why would Bender want Rollie Vale transferred downtown for a new hearing?
It's been a struggle ever since that fiasco in the crypt.
He claims the kidnapping was a prank by some old frat brothers.
Don't worry about it.
...with more than one syllable?
- Enjoy. - All right, C.K.! Pearl Jam.
Knowing you, sir, I'm sure it's just a temporary condition.