Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have no idea.
How about I take you out to the old ball game?
All he did was talk about you and what he was gonna do to you.
No, that's not entirely true, Mr. Kent. There is another place.
It's been dipped in some kind of chemical.
Will you get serious? We're talking about my life.
- What caused this? - I'm not sure.
And my problem today...
Found it.
And this is my workshop.
... in our city's lovely riverfront industrial area.
With any luck, he'll get back with us in the morning.
Go ahead, son.
I have nothing to hide, Miss Lane.
Who's yelling?
What are you gonna say if it turns out he's not behind this?
- Morning. - Morning.
Nice work, Jimmy.
Well, that's okay. We'll stand.
Yeah, some of our plutonium.
Well, you know.
No. No. It's all right.
Well, if it were a nuclear-type device, a piece of plutonium.
...but she never could hook up with the right guy.
...so someone could steal the chips from the truck.
- Do I know you from somewhere? - Lois Lane.
His firm did the selling, he did the designing.
Long time no see. I'm gonna kill you cuz I wanna kill you. I'm gonna kill you cuz I can kill you." Long time no see. I'm gonna kill you cuz I wanna kill you. I'm gonna kill you cuz I can kill you."
Why is he doing this to me?
How do you know him?
All of a sudden, he's trying to shove me in the blender...
Do you mind if we stop by my apartment so I can change?
No.
Is that thing ready?
- That's fine. Let's go. - Okay. Thank you.
I know, I did the cutting.
Donna and I are gonna travel around the world and then settle down...
I don't know. I thought maybe for a moment there maybe...
You know, it's true what they say. Love stinks.
Lois, I just got off the phone with the museum.