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We spent 80 million dollars on a new weapon and we've got to sit on this hard

wooden bench.

Well, the Army's not known for being big on comforts. Ow!

Tell me about it. I just got a splinter in a very embarrassing place.

Now my great honor to introduce the base commander of Fort Truman, Major General

Ralph Marshall.

Thank you, Colonel Payne.

What you're about to witness is a demonstration of the ATAS, the first

toward taking the United States military into the 21st century.

Forward, five yards.

Check it out.

Kill a robot.

Actually, the ATAS is an all -terrain automated soldier.

What's the difference?

About $100 ,000 taxpayer dollars worth of PR?

The ATAS has the ability to replace the firepower of an entire infantry platoon

with pinpoint accuracy.

Center target, fire.

Four left quadrant, fire.

Target three, Niner West.

Fire! Fire!

Remote voice activated.

Cool. You want to try them?

I don't even... Uh, they're hard to use with my glasses. ...to respond to

commands so quickly.

This is just one of the many state -of -the -art functions this new weapon

features.

Without a visual contact, the ATAS will automatically reposition itself.

Target one zero, zero south, one six zero east.

It's too late.

General Marshall's dead.

Colonel Fane!

For a man who's about to become base commander, you don't look too happy.

For God's sakes, we just killed a man, Ryan.

You know, sometimes I think you're as inhuman as that robot down there.

Well, that could be a good thing, Chuck.

Because that's what it takes when you're going to hold the entire world hostage.

Is there anyone at the Pentagon that can say something besides no comment?

Goodbye wasn't exactly what I had in mind.

Are you getting anywhere?

No, but now I know all five verses to Wendy.

Yes, this is Clark Kent with the Daily Planet.

Yeah, I'm trying to get an official statement regarding the death of General

Marshall. I see. Would that be click with one exclamation point or two?

Shot to the accident, just out of the soup.

What do you think?

This one's blurry.

This one's completely out of focus. Jimmy, is this the best we have? Yeah,

sorry. My finger froze on the shutter. That happens when I'm being shot at.

Is this a picture of your feet?

Yeah.

But you can see the killer robot in between them.

No, no, no, no.

Don't worry, Jimmy. I'm sure we'll find something we can use. No.

This man is dead.

I know I'm still kind of new at this, but that seemed obvious to me.

Not General Marshall.

This man.

Lois, dead people rarely walk.

Clark, this is Ryan Wiley. I went to college with him. He was a computer

engineer at Fort Truman, where he died a year ago.

Oh, I get it. He's a ghost.

Why didn't you say that in the first place?

Is that supposed to be sarcasm?

What, I wasn't clear enough?

He dated my best friend in college. They were engaged to be married, so I think

I would know what he looked like. And I'm telling you, this is Ryan.

Did the military ever say how this guy died?

Just that it was an accident.

There were rumors that it had something to do with the Hawkeye Strategic Defense

System. What's that?

It's top secret. Molly couldn't talk about it much. But I think it's some

of killer defense satellite.

Whatever it is, Ryan was dead, and that was that.

But now he's alive.

Pretty weird, huh?

What am I going to say to her?

Your boyfriend's back. We think he's starting trouble.

Hey -la, day -la.

There it is.

Well, this can't be right.

That's the forwarding address her mailman had for her.

Molly's a computer engineer. What's she doing running a flaky place like this?

Technology is killing us by Molly Flynn.

What? When did she start writing this junk?

Why do I get the feeling that you and Molly aren't exactly on the friends and

family program?

Though we drifted apart a little. I suppose you've kept in touch with all

college friends.

Well, yeah.

Well, sure.

I mean, that's easy when you go to Smallville U with a graduating class of

farmers and a cow.

Just hate losing those arguments, don't you?

in the corner of your room, and they act as a spiritual air cleaner.

Is that her?

Just barely.

I can't believe it.

Excuse me.

May I help you?

Lois? Molly!

You look wonderful!

Well, you just look so... so... Not yourself.

I know.

So, what do you think?

It is, uh, just quite, uh... Well, you had a word for it out front. I think you

said it was... Nice.

Very nice.

Thank you.

Oh, they have incredible healing properties.

You can either wear them, or you can meditate with them by placing them on

forehead.

Wouldn't it fall off?

Lois, you're supposed to do that while you're lying down.

I knew that.

It's just a little New Age humor.

Same old Lois. Still can't admit you don't know everything. That's not true,

it, Clark?

So, Lois tells me that you used to be a computer engineer.

That's right. I gave it up after working on the Hawkeye project, the machine

that can kill from space.

Made me realize what a horror technology has become.

Are you serious? Without technology, we'd be in the Dark Ages.

Lois, it's killing us. We have got to release its death grip and free the

spirit. Geez, I feel like I should yell amen.

Maybe it would help if you read my book, Lois. Sure.

Do you have it on tape?

Molly, I noticed that you mentioned your boyfriend's death on the last page, but

you don't go into any detail.

Did the army ever tell you what happened?

He went to the end of the book first.

Yeah, I read a lot of mysteries. It's a bad habit.

Oh.

Well, they said he was installing the trigger system on the satellite when

somehow it exploded.

They said that the blast was so bad that there weren't even any remains.

I wonder what they'd say if they knew he was at Fort Truman this morning.

What?

This was taken at a weapons demonstration.

That's not Ryan.

What do you mean that's not Ryan? I mean, it's not Ryan.

It looks a little like Ryan, but then again, he has one of those faces, you

know. Do you know much about Chinese herbs, Clark?

Well, actually, when I was in China... Molly, could we get back to Ryan?

Lois, he's dead. What more do you want? A little more than the military's

official story. Would that help? That is the only story that I know.

Now, this one is supposed to slow down the aging process by calming the organs

of the body.

You might consider trying some, Lois.

You two have a very interesting friendship. It's Ryan.

He's the only thing we ever argued about. He was a user, and she just

see it.

Let me guess.

You tried helping her see the light, but in her love -struck state, she mistook

your sound advice for meddling.

You think you're so smart.

She never used the word meddle. But I'll tell you this. I was right about him

then, and I don't believe her now.

with her. I didn't say that.

All I said was, she's not alone.

There are a lot of people who realize that there are drawbacks to technology.

Really? Well, tell me one technological advancement you would be willing to live

without. Oh, how about cable television?

Oh, wait a minute. You said advancement, didn't you? What is wrong with cable?

We're talking about 500 channels. That opens up a world of possibilities.

Including the possibility that you may never again speak to another human

That is not true. First of all, there will always be an operator on standby

someplace. And second, last year I got to know my cable repairman so well that

we exchanged Christmas gifts.

Lois, you're missing the point. Just look at your trip back here. You got

from the ATM.

You paid for your gas at the pump.

You used a security card to get into your underground parking. And you did

interact with another human being the whole time.

Sometimes that's a good thing.

Oh.

I'm going to fax an order to the pizza place. You want something?

How about a delivery person who's interested in my opinion?

Hey, wait a minute.

Clark, do me a favor.

My college yearbook is in the top shelf of that closet. Would you get it for me?

Why?

Ryan signed it for me.

So?

So remember how everyone had to sign in at the front gate of Fort Truman?

If we could get a copy of that sign -in sheet, then we could get the name Ryan

signed in under by comparing the handwriting.

Which would prove he's alive.

Very clever.

Don't sound so surprised.

To stretch.

No one swings like you do.

Love, Teddy.

Stretch? We were in gymnastics together. He was trying to be cute.

Stretch. I like it. And it's the last time you'll use it.

Here it is.

Dear Lois, eye to eye we've never seen, but friends we will remain.

Let's stay in touch.

Rye. Yeah, right. He never liked me any more than I liked him.

Everything about that guy was phony.

Even his death.

Morning.

Any messages?

On your death, sir.

Did that reporter from the planet call?

No, sir, but she's faxing a request to see yesterday's sign -in sheets. Well,

she calls again... Excuse me. When she calls again, sir.

When she calls again.

Tell her we had technical problems and we never received this.

And she'll have to send her next request by certified mail.

Yes, sir.

Pretending to be dead for a year is a challenge, Chuck.

Breaking into your office isn't.

Future at.

I'm in charge now, and I deserve a little... You're not going to say

are you, Chuck?

Because I'm the reason you're in charge.

I'm the man that's going to make you rich.

So I'm the one that deserves the respect around here, and don't you ever forget

it.

This is Sergeant.

I think his name is Cook.

Every time I'm in the control room, he's always hovering over me.

Reassign him. Ryan, I have already transferred everyone who can possibly

identify you. Cook is a satellite engineer.

How am I going to transfer him without raising suspicion?

I don't care if he ends up peeling potatoes.

He's asking too many questions.

Now, I can't take over the Hawkeye if this guy's going to be on me like a bad

suit. All right.

I'll move him.

Speaking of questions, there's been a reporter from the planet nosing around.

Lois Lane.

You know her?

She's one of my biggest fans.

Unfortunately, she thinks she saw me on the testing grounds yesterday.

She wants the sign -in sheet.

Maybe she wants to cross -check handwriting samples, Chuck.

She always was a little too pushy for my tastes.

Yeah, well, I don't know how much longer I can keep ducking her without making

her suspicious.

How did you ever convince anybody that you were officer material, Chuck?

Relax, Chuck.

Once I start the chaos in Metropolis, Lois Lane's going to be way too busy to

worry about either of us.

Don't forget the city's going to have a major traffic problem.

reports that all 10 ,400 traffic signals are stuck on green.

There have been several near disasters, but thanks to Superman, no serious

injuries. Say that again.

Jimmy, what are you standing here watching pictures for when you could be

taking them? Right, Chief, I'll get my camera. Yeah, that would help.

Clark, where have you been?

I was, uh, stuck in traffic, Chief.

Oh, all right. Well, now that you're here.

See if you can piece together a story out of this mess for the afternoon

edition. Okay? Okay. All right.

Lois, any idea what caused this?

Uh, sounds like sabotage. The Department of Traffic got an anonymous note

saying, cars are isolating us from each other.

Walk among your fellow man.

Lois, that is a direct quote from Molly's book.

You think... No.

No, not Molly. She's an activist, but she's the last person who would do

something like this. Probably some nut read her book.

Any luck getting information on Ryan Wiley's death?

Zero. Everything comes back classified.

Access denied. But I did do a follow -up story on the ATS.

I just lost my story.

Yeah.

Somebody get me MIS. My computer just froze up.

So did mine.

Oh, brother, we're a half an hour before deadline.

All right, let's get the systems operator on the phone. Never mind, I'll

myself.

Shooter's priest.

Phone lines are dead.

Gee. I thought I sent you out to get some pictures.

The guard downstairs found this tape to the lobby door.

The phones of Metropolis are mute. It's computer silence.

We have released the death grip of technology and freed the human spirit.

kind of sophomore claptrap is this?

Exactly the claptrap Molly was ranting about yesterday.

Looks like Molly's graduated from activist to terrorist.

I guess.

There's nothing Molly couldn't do with a computer system. No, no. Now, just a

minute.

You know who wrote this?

Well, yeah, obviously not as well as I thought.

Well, what are you two hanging around for?

Get on it.

All right, everybody, listen up.

We may have lost the battle, but not the war.

We still got a newspaper to put out. Chief, we're fully computerized. All

now, Jimmy, you're young, so I'm going to excuse that. But believe it or not,

there was a Daily Planet long before there were computers.

There's no wire service or faxes, Chief. Then we're just going to pound the

pavement like we did in the old days.

First rule of journalism, you publish or you perish. Dale, I want you to round

us up some typewriters. C .D., go on down there and see if that old linotype

machine still works. Jimmy, I want you to stick with me like glue.

You're about to find out what it means to be a real newspaper man.

Excuse me.

Have you seen Molly?

Excuse me.

I'm looking for Molly.

Excuse me. Has anybody seen Molly?

What are you doing? We're chanting here.

We were just wondering if anybody had seen Molly Flynn.

No, we haven't.

Well, who let you in?

We have a key, okay?

Um, just what exactly are you chanting for?

Inner peace and brotherhood.

Now go away.

He must be new to the group.

There's an apartment.

Well, I guess anti -technology stops at the refrigerator.

All our clothes are gone. Big surprise.

There's nothing much here.

Yogurt, tofu, a couple of bottles of Golden Springs beer.

Gee, Lois, if you're thirsty, all you do is say something. Clark, this isn't

just any beer.

I know. It goes with sun and good times. This is Ryan's favorite beer. You have

to special order it. Molly doesn't even drink.

You say she was hiding him here? And we scared him off. I knew it was him in

that photo. They were pulling these stunts together.

Yeah, but why was he at Fort Truman?

I don't know. We should get back to the planet and find out who headed up the

investigation of his death. That would make an interesting interview.

Help! Somebody help!

Somebody get the baby! Look, uh... I'll catch up with you later. I'm going to

stay and talk to some of the chanters. They might know something.

See if they know any chance for missing persons.

Hang on, honey. The phones are dead.

Dead? Oh, God.

Somebody help!

My God, the phone is still dead. I can't get it out of here. Breathe, breathe,

breathe.

Not how you planned it, I'm sure, but it's still the same result.

Send your daughter. Get in the car.

I'll fly you to the hospital.

I can't believe it. My daughter was just delivered by Superman.

Everybody buckle in.

Ready when you are, Superman.

Honey, I just had a great idea for a name.

Did you hear anything yet? For God's sake, salute me. I'm your superior

Chuck, get something straight. There's nothing superior about you.

Ryan, for God's sake, people will notice.

So?

So, I made the offer to the mayor. It's her call whether she wants the troops or

not.

Well, she better decide by 8 a .m. tomorrow, because that's when the

within range for me to be able to override its tracking systems.

Ryan, she's not going to ask for the troops unless the city is out of

and it's not yet.

Well, then tonight we're just going to have to help it along, aren't we, sir?

I'm going to have to tell the sports department I'm going to need their copy

hours earlier for pay stuff.

Okay, everybody, you're going to have to type faster.

Remember, I don't have a computer to help me edit.

Oh, boy, look at that whiteout.

Haven't seen that in I don't know how long.

Boy, does that bring back memories, mainly of mistakes.

Perry, it's hard enough trying to recreate my story on this antique

feeling like my teacher is standing over my shoulder.

Oh, you're going through technology withdrawal, huh?

Chief, where do you want this?

Hey, take it easy now.

Hopefully somewhere close. Yeah, in my office.

Is that a shortwave radio?

It sure is.

It used to be a hobby of mine until Alice decided I was talking too much to

and not enough to her.

Could you get Washington on that?

Well, sure, I could get Paris.

If I wanted to, unfortunately, I'd have to talk to the French.

Perry, I need to find out who investigated Ryan Wiley's supposed

Do you know anybody in Washington who could find that out? Stormy Norman.

Schwarzkopf? Haberstapzer, retired admiral.

Stormy Norman's his handle, too.

Do you think he'd mind looking into it for me?

Oh, no, he'd love it. Give him a little something to do. There's only so much

battleship a man can play by himself.

Perry! Is that you?

Andy!

Thanks for coming by.

Well, thank you for inviting me. I thought maybe everybody had forgotten

old Andy. Oh, no.

Lois Lane, Andy Tucker.

Of course.

You're one of the 14 pointers.

I beg your pardon?

What did she say?

In the old days, a 14 -pointer was slang for a reporter. See, Andy's one of the

few pressmen I could find still can operate the old linotype machine.

Jimmy, I want you to meet Andy Tucker.

I want you to take him down to the press room and show him that old linotype

machine. Sure, Chief. Follow me. What?

You're going to have to speak up.

20 years of running linotype machines have affected Andy's hearing.

Follow me.

Nice meeting you. You too.

What'd she say?

You too.

Me too what?

Nothing. Oh, boy.

Now, is this ready?

Well, let's just say that's as good as it's going to get. I can't believe how

much I used my spell check.

Lois, you look tired. Why don't you go home and get some rest? We're covered

here. If Storm and Norman calls, I'll send a runner.

Thanks, Perry.

I realize that you probably have everything under control.

But since I'm here... Well, I guess if you're not doing

anything...

Thanks.

You want to tell me what happened?

Somebody pushed me out the window.

Looks like they're gone.

Stay here.

I didn't see anyone.

Doesn't matter.

I know who it was.

I gave this charm to a friend of mine in college.

Guess we're not friends anymore.

It's all right. Go ahead. I'll be fine.

Really.

Of course, I thought I'd send you home to get some rest.

I figured you'd be pulling an all -nighter, so I brought in some goodies.

goodies.

Corn chip, chocolate chip cookies, licorice.

No double fudge crunch bars?

I'm hoarding those for myself.

What's the city like out there?

It's eerie. They must have every soldier from Fort Truman on the streets. It's

like the city's under siege.

Do we know what caused the blackout?

No, we think it's your friend.

Our company got a note that said something about...

electricity being the evil handmaiden of technology.

Clark, where have you been?

I was covering Superman.

He's been out all night saving the day.

Here's the first coffee, Perry. Hot off the brick.

You just pulled off a miracle, Chief.

I couldn't have done it alone.

Oh, thanks, Chief.

Andy, you're the best.

It's all right. I don't need a rest.

I don't know. It kind of looks like one of those papers that say stuff like I

had Elvis' alien love child.

Jimmy, just remember, what looks like a plow horse may just run like a

thoroughbred.

What'd you say?

It looks great, Andy. I know it's late. You want to run it? Gee, somebody's

calling for you on the shortwave.

All right, Andy, you get back down to the press room and print like hell.

you go with him. He's going to need all the help he can get. Sun's coming up

right around the corner.

Come on, I'll give you a hand.

What are you yelling for?

By God, we're going to be the only paper in this city to have a morning edition.

Superman told me what happened at your apartment.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I mean, so an old friend tried to kill me. These things happen.

Okay, they happened to me.

I just can't believe Molly's behind this. She's not capable of terrorism and

murder. People can't have two sides to their personalities, Lois.

Believe me, I know.

Lois, the cavalry came through. That was Storm and Norman on the shortwave.

Schwarzkopf? Haberstatzer. I'll explain later.

He got the name of that officer who investigated the alleged death of Wiley.

Colonel Charles Fane.

Fane? Well, no wonder he's been ducking us. It's kind of hard to explain how a

man you swore was dead is walking around your base. I wonder if they're all in

this together.

Yeah, but why paralyze the city?

Unless, you know, sometimes it's hard to spot a storm somewhere else when

there's trouble brewing at home.

Are you saying that all the stuff that's happening in Metropolis is a diversion?

I don't know, but my gut instinct tells me that it's very coincidental for a man

to take over a base and then empty it out 24 hours later. A man who only took

over because General Marshall was killed.

There's only one way to find out what's going on. We've got to get on that base.

Lois, if Fain emptied out Fort Truman for a reason, he's not going to just let

it... Drive on with a smile.

Meet me outside in ten minutes.

I worry when she gets that look in her eye.

Clark!

Clark!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Come on, get in! Get in! You stole a jeep? I didn't steal...

Where did you... I don't even want to know. Forget it.

Hey! Hey!

Hold it!

All right, then.

Just saluted with the wrong hand.

With everything that's going on, I doubt he'll know this.

Boy, he's hardly a soldier in sight.

No one's here.

Payne's got to be around someplace.

The soldiers outside the planet said he stayed on the base.

They must have their own generators.

Hey, they said their fax machine was broken.

Oh, it's true.

You don't realize what you've got till it's gone.

To the Joint Chiefs. Fort Truman has just been destroyed. The Hawkeye

is now under our control.

Like my book says, technology is killing us.

Literally.

What time is this supposed to be sent?

It's set for 9 o 'clock.

That's 15 minutes from now.

Perry was right.

Metropolis is just a diversion. They killed General Marshall so they could

out the base and hijack the satellite without interference.

Clark, there are hundreds of dependents on this base. They'll never get out in

time. Let's get to the command center. Maybe there's someone there who can jam

their transmissions.

Any idea where that command center is located? No, and there's never a soldier

around when you need one. You try those buildings over there. I'll go this way.

I guess you didn't know that trespassing on a military facility is a federal

offense. Put him in the stockade.

Yes, sir.

Go.

Lois? Surprised to see me alive?

What are you doing in that uniform?

Why'd you try to kill me last night?

Kill you?

Where's your psycho boyfriend?

I have no idea. He kidnapped me. I have been locked in here for the last 24

hours.

Oh, my God.

Molly.

He's gonna hijack the Hawkeye. I know.

I thought you were working together.

Oh, nice to know you think so much of me.

Well, you lied to me about him being dead. How do you explain that?

I thought he was dead until he showed up at my door and told me that he faked

his death.

He said that he'd stumbled upon military secrets and the army was out to kill

him. And you fell for that?

Lois, don't start with me.

Well, isn't this a surprise reunion? I thought you fell out a window, Lois. You

mean was pushed out by a man who likes to dress up like his girlfriend?

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't make me use this.

All right, Chuck.

It sounded so menacing.

I'd like to stay and chat, Lois.

I've got a satellite to hijack.

You guys, listen to me. You're making a big mistake.

Colonel Bay is planning on blowing up the entire base.

Is that the best you can do? Get in. My name is Clark Kent. I'm a reporter for

the Daily Planet. So, Mr. Kent, in case you haven't heard, the military and the

media aren't exactly the best of friends.

Death must have affected your brain cells. How are you going to get all this

equipment out of here in ten minutes?

Don't have to. I'm using the mobile remote system.

You remember that system, don't you, Molly?

Sorry I ever designed it.

Spoken like a true anti -technology queen.

No, it's people like you she's against, not technology.

Yeah. Actually, I am against technology, Lois. Molly, don't be ridiculous. I'm

serious.

Lady! Lady!

You only have ten minutes left to live.

Don't waste it arguing.

So what are you going to do? Use the satellite to blackmail governments so

can feel like the big man you never were?

Ooh, we are getting catty.

But you're right.

All in the name of the great...

Anti -technology author, Molly Flynn.

You think that's going to work?

Of course it's going to work.

Commencing Hawkeye. They'll be looking for Molly. But she and now you are both

about to disappear without a trace.

And they won't be looking for me.

Are you dead?

You can't just leave us here.

I can just watch the whole thing on the computer screen. When those crosshairs

are directly over the command center.

Don't worry, sweet thing.

You'll never know what hit you.

No!

No!

No! Can you stop it?

I don't know.

Get in.

I'm telling you, Fane is hijacking the Hawkeye satellite.

There's not a lot of time before this entire base is destroyed. Sure, pal.

you're going to tell me you're Superman and you have to save the day, huh?

Is it almost done?

What are you doing?

Replacing the motherboard that he took with this one.

I'll just pray that it's compatible.

If it is, then can you stop it? I don't know, but I can't think of anything else

to do. Well, you don't have to get snippy with me. I am not the one who

psycho. Lois, in what may be our last minutes on Earth together, is this

what you want to talk about?

Well, yes, for once. I would like it if you would agree with me about Ryan.

Look, he was cute. We had a lot of common interests. We fell in love.

However, I didn't know he was going to turn out to be a psycho.

Ha! So you admit it.

All right, I admit it.

But we're still going to die, so what good does it do?

Well, I feel a little better.

Great.

Hawkeye primary target identified.

There's the base.

You know what bugs me?

About me?

Yes, about you.

It bugged me that my best friend dropped out of my life over my boyfriend.

What was I supposed to do? I hated him.

And you ignored me, and that was that.

Well, a real friend would have just respected my feelings and kept our

relationship alive.

But I guess that would require somebody that wasn't judgmental and self

-absorbed. Hawkeye systems standing by.

Hawkeye targets selected and locked.

Why are you stopping?

Ryan made the file read -only.

Read -only?

So you can't overwrite it?

So, we're basically... I mean, this is... It.

Weapons charging.

Sequence activation in 60 seconds.

Superman!

The Hawkeye's going to blow up the base. We can't stop it from here.

Target destruction in 15 seconds.

Commence firing in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5,

4, 3, 2, 1.

Something's wrong.

The Hawkeye's facing the wrong way.

Let's see.

Satellite hijacking, attempted murder, terrorism, and, oh, yes, speeding.

I'm going to have to ask you boys to pull over.

This is not going to look good come promotion time.

Lois, I'm sorry.

I guess life -threatening situations don't always bring out the best in me.

Oh, I missed you.

Yeah, I missed you too.

I can't believe we let a man come between us.

Me neither. I have not met the man yet. It was worth giving up a good friend

for.

Well, then again, I've never met Superman.

I wonder what he'd be like to go out on a date with.

I mean both.

Park,

do you think I'm judgmental?

No.

No, not really.

Am I self -absorbed?

No.

Not often.

Do you think I always have to be right?

Well, not always.

Lois.

Why are you asking me these questions? It's just something Molly said.

Do you think I'm a good friend?

I think you're a great friend.

Thanks.

Although you do have your little quirks.

Well, I like my quirks. I think they make me unique.

You certainly are unique.

Well, I just got off of... Short way with old Storm and Norman.

Hey, I hear you two held down the fort.

Nice job.

Thanks, Perry.

How's your old friend?

Molly's fine. She's got a lot to work through, but I told her we'd talk to her

in a few days.

In person?

Uh -huh.

Chief, where's Jimmy?

Shh, shh, shh.

You know, I think he's got the heart of a real noose man.

Just lacks a little endurance.

Hey, look at this.

You know what?

I think we've got time to run an extra edition.

We'll lead off with your story.

Oh, boy.

I sure hate to do this, but... Jimmy, time to get up.

I'm ready, I'm ready. Guess it's gonna take more than a few terrorists to keep

this paper down.

Yeah, especially with Perry and Jimmy around.

And you, too.

Thanks.

Notice how I didn't say anything about myself?

I did.

But you could.

Yeah, I could.