Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Keep your lips off Superman.
I mean, they always kind of looked alike, though.
Almost like a cancer.
Yeah. All because they were partners.
- You stole it. - Yeah.
Well, we'll get him in range again. And then it's only a matter of time before we have...
Can I make a suggestion?
...and then we never would've settled things.
I'll give you 24 hours. If I don't get an answer by then...
Very famous.
- What's the matter? - He sounds sick.
I can't imagine how this fire got started. Can you, Rolf?
Okay.
...is because...
She was in the Army, then she pops up in a TV station in Omaha.
Put your hands down, kid.
Sup Sup Super Diana
Sepitembala 5, 2007
Oh, no. That's not true, Martha.
You get this tone in your voice when you're humoring me.
And you.
...I'm gonna hit you both so hard, you'll think it was raining hammers.
Lois. You know, I really hope some day that you learn...
No.
Just get me the rock.
Petty. I know.
I know. I apologize. I will call.
So decent. Don't you just want to vomit?
- Watch the stairs. - Hurry, please. He's dying.
You don't want me as an enemy, Miss Stride.
No, thank you, Rolf.
- You're sure you tagged him? - On the neck.
No.
Who says I don't, Clark?
...he may be a little too distracted to notice us.
...would be a press conference.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got someone to pick up.
Could you contact Superman for me?
Lois, you buying this?
My uniforms were hanging in his closet...
Bye.
So I've decided. People want dirt, we'll give them the dirtiest.