Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Clark, do you think I'm judgmental? - No.
Meet me outside in 10 minutes.
I'm sure we'll find something we can use.
It's eerie. They must have every soldier from Fort Truman on the streets.
Well, I guess if you're not doing anything.
...the military and the media aren't exactly best friends.
Colonel Fane is planning on blowing up the base.
Now, go away.
...that it's very coincidental for a man to take over a base...
You know, I think he's got the heart of a real newsman.
And it's the last time you'll use it.
So?
...of an entire infantry platoon with pinpoint accuracy.
- Okay. - All right.
In the old days, a 14-pointer was slang for a reporter.
You're saying the stuff happening is a diversion?
You mean, was pushed out by a man who likes to dress up like his girlfriend.
What's the city like out there?
Just what exactly are you chanting for?
Hawkeye systems standing by.
Superman, the Hawkeye's gonna blow up the base.
Stay here.
Where's your psycho boyfriend?
- Right, chief, I'll get my camera. - Yeah, that would help.
See if they know any chants for missing persons.
I couldn't have done it alone.
There's nothing Molly can't do with a computer system.
He said he'd stumbled upon military secrets...
Tell me one technological advancement you would be willing to live without.
And you ignored me, and that was that.
Yeah, right.
No, we haven't.
Perry was right. Metropolis is just a diversion.
I don't know. I can't think of anything else to do.
Which would prove he's alive. Very clever.
Now that you're here, piece together a story from this mess for the afternoon edition.
What you are about to witness is a demonstration of the A.T.A. S...
It's all right, I don't need a rest.
He's dead. What more do you want?
Lois, the cavalry came through. That was Storming Norman on shortwave.
- You know her? - She's one of my biggest fans.
Clark, this just isn't any beer.
He got the name of that officer who investigated the alleged death of Wiley.
I didn't say that. All I said was she's not alone.
...by calming the organs of the body.
- Jimmy, time to get up. - I'm ready. I'm ready.
Zero. Everything comes back "classified, access denied."
Jimmy, I want you to stick with me like glue.
Lois, if you're thirsty, say something.
You and me both.
Well, yeah.
The Hawkeye satellite is now under our control.