Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Not yet, why? - You're the action shot of the day.
You know, the people at the Planet won't enjoy this prank as much as I will.
Look, I know this guy. I spent a lot of time with him.
That happens all the time in the big city, right?
- I have more important things to deal with. - Of course you do.
And after I went to all the trouble of killing poor Barrows.
Okay, I'll rig it some way so it's easy to operate.
I'm sorry, but the Daily Planet has a policy that we don't pay for information.
- No, you... - Bad idea. Bad idea!
There's a heavy-metals processing plant out on Highway 9, I believe.
...titanium, cesium, a diamond and a computer chip...
You went from being afraid to open the box...
Lois.
- They don't trust us? - Victor...
Jimmy, can you take a picture of something else?
Between these two hubcaps here and that upside-down speedometer.
Yes?
- I was kidding. - Just because Barrows didn't get to talk...
This is not the first threat I've received. These... These things, they never pan out.
Coming soon to a theater near you, the action-adventure of the year.
You implied if I wasn't single, I wouldn't have this problem.
Clark, don't.
This is silly.
Oh, God, I hate this.
- Lois, find how he cut into the broadcast. - Okay, fine.
Now, this... This is my favorite.
- What are you doing tomorrow night? - Lois.
I'm proud of you, son.
Database access code accepted.
Pete, don't you have a box score to study?
Let me guess. A piece of it was in the ring I got?
Kind of hard to have a meaningful relationship with a dead woman.
Collating data.
The boys in the press box called him the Prankster.
Oh, Victor...
What happened wasn't an accident. It was a diversion...
He's beyond pathetic.
Did you ever see the one with the two dogs in the bar, throwing darts?
- I don't see it, chief. - Oh, yeah, look.
Funny. You got a Master's in engineering and you can't turn on an alarm system.