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Who was the last person to see Eric
Press before he disappeared?

His parents, Sunday night.

You'd think if it was a kidnapping, they
would have got a ransom demand by now.

Police don't have any leads?

No. Something tells me that computer
hackers aren't exactly a high priority

them. Hey, Jimmy, you're a cyber guy.
You ever heard of Eric Press? Eric

Are you kidding? He's like the Michael
Jordan of hackers.

Last year, he tapped into the Pentagon
mainframe, pulled off the coolest prank.

It was...

Childish. Really immature.

Frankly, I was appalled. See, if he can
break into the Pentagon's computer, he

can break into anyone's. That kind of
access is pretty valuable.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Ralph. Hey, Ralph. You hear what
happened?

Perry just got promoted.

Get out. Swear to God.

Corporate job. He's upstairs right now
getting his stripes.

You're kidding. When did that happen?
This afternoon, right after they let old

man Rosen go.

Circulation problems, apparently.

Heart? No.

Subscriptions are down 8%. Hey, well,
great for Perry. He deserves it.

Yeah.

Who's going to replace him?

Scuttlebutt is. It's going to be one of
you two.

One of us?

Uh -huh.

But we're not even department heads. How
is that possible? Believe me, I've been

asking myself the same... I mean, I
think either one of you would make an

excellent choice.

Should be interesting on the marriage,
though.

I'm going to go see what I can find out.

Wow.

Wow is right.

What are we going to do?

Do about what?

About what Ralph said.

What if one of us gets the job over the
other? How are we going to handle that?

Aren't we jumping the gun here?

I mean, maybe they'll pick somebody
else. Or maybe not.

I just wouldn't want to see it affect
our relationship, that's all.

Hey, look, if it'll make you feel any
better, I'm going to take myself out of

the running right now. It's just not
that important to me. No, no, no, it's

that important to me either. And
besides, you can't do that because you

make a great editor. Me? No, no. You,
you're the one with all the Carth

honey. You deserve it. Oh, well, I don't
know.

And what does dessert really mean,
anyway?

Can we make a pact?

We'll be okay, no matter what?

No matter what.

Perry,

congratulations.

We just heard. We're so happy for you.

Oh, thanks. Everything's happening so
fast, my head's spinning around like an

old 45.

I'll bet.

Now, listen.

I've got to get back upstairs. I'm still
trying to figure out what the hell my

new job is about.

But in the meantime, we've got to keep
the presses rolling down here.

And for that, you're all going to need
an editor.

Now, this is just temporary, mind you.
Do we all have a chance to sit down and

sort through things? That said, it was a
difficult decision.

Well, it was one of the most difficult
I've ever had to make, actually.

So, without further ado, the new editor.

In chief for the Daily Planet is Lois.
Yes.

I mean, wow, wow, wow.

A printing will tell you they need copy
by 8 to make deadlines.

But don't you be afraid to switch out
your lead up until 10 .15. Right. If you

have to.

And don't let the salespeople bully you.
You just remind them we're a newspaper,

not a bus bench.

Ditto classifieds. Okay. Oh, and watch
your overtime sheets, especially the art

department. Or the bean counters will be
all over you faster than the king could

swallow a T -bone.

I was thinking.

Well. You're going to make a terrific
editor.

I better. I learned from the best.

Ta -da!

Oh, here, here. Let me get this out of
the way.

My wife, the boss.

I still can't believe it.

Now, listen.

You sure you two okay with this? I mean,
I didn't want to ruffle any feathers.

Don't worry. We've already talked about
it. Everything's fine.

Really. You sure?

Positive, Chief.

In fact, I'm kind of looking forward to
sleeping with the boss.

All right, all right. I got to get out
of here. Now, Clark, come on.

Let's let the lady do some work.

What story are you talking about?

Yeah,

well, you know, I'll be back and forth,
picking up things, checking in on Lois.

I'll be around.

Okay. Listen, Clark, I would have picked
both Lois and you to run this deal.

The problem is, it's basically a one
-person job.

That's okay, Chief.

I just want you to know...

Every category you were neck and neck
finally came down to who had more

experience. That's the only way I could
make my decision.

Believe me, you made the right choice.

Oh, well, boy, it's hard to believe
after 30 years in the newsroom I won't

hanging my hat here anymore.

C .K., you're okay, right, with Lois and
everything?

Why does everybody keep asking me that?
Yes, of course. Okay, good. I guess I

need your help, all right?

Um, okay, you see that girl over there
by the vending machines?

Darlene. She works in research. Went out
once. I didn't want to go out twice,

and now every time I turn around, there
she is.

You ever see Fatal Attraction?

Come on, Jimmy. Her?

She looks so... sweet.

No. No, there's something seriously
wrong with her, all right? I got dead

delivered at my place, okay?

Maybe you could just pretend to order
me, like, to do something, and she'll

the hint and go away. I gotta go, sorry.

But... Yeah,

yeah, okay, I'll get right on that for
you, Mr. Kent.

What happened?

I'm scared I'm going haywire. They
opened all the safety valves in the

tank. This is all so inside. It could
blow any second.

Look at Superman.

What a show -off.

Blow him up. Wait.

I am going to blow him up.

That's why we're here.

Right, Eric?

Okay,

blue boy.

Let's see just how invulnerable you
really are.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Yeah. It's a good thing no one else was
inside there, though.

I can't even tell if the blast affected
him.

I don't know how to work this stuff.
Look, you're the computer with.

You do it.

You kidnapped me, Ethan.

So? So I'm your brother. You can't
kidnap your brother.

I always used to tie you up when we were
little kids. What's the difference?

The difference is you're forcing me to
help you kill Superman.

Need I remind you, little brother, that
he silenced the single greatest voice

who ever spoke, our childhood hero Lex
Luthor? Lex died like a year ago.

You're just getting around to this now?

It took me that long to find Superman's
Achilles heel, the chink in his

impenetrable armor. And now, thanks to
you, you know what that is.

Wait a minute. I only hacked into
Starlap's computer as a prank.

you got the key to Superman's
confidential medical files. And with

the key to his powers lies in his vast
energy reserves.

What did you say he's like a... One big
battery, right?

Yes, but I... So, all we have to do is
find a way to drain that battery and

him vulnerable.

And then, when Superman is dead, we
won't be remembered as some spoiled

rich kids.

Like Brutus and Booth and Oswald before
us, the names Ethan and Eric Press will

live in infamy.

You're sick.

I take after Dad's side.

You don't have a chance, Ethan. Even a
blast that big hardly put a dent in

Superman's bioelectric aura.

So,

it did affect him?

Barely. Look.

This monitor shows his bioelectrical
strength.

It dipped for like a nanosecond. It's
going to take a radical force to really

drain it. And even then, you're going to
need an incredibly powerful weapon to

take advantage of it before he
rejuvenates.

No problem.

You tapped into the Pentagon once.

You can do it again.

Oh, Jimmy.

Can you do something for me? Anything.
Name it.

I need you to list the last outgoing
calls from Eric Press' modem line as

as possible. Gladly. Thanks.

Annie, how's your subway hijacking story
going?

Fine. I snagged an interview with the
suspect.

I'm meeting him at three. Shouldn't have
any trouble making deadlines.

Okay, good. Harry, your metro lead? The
O 'Connor murder.

Got a tip the wife is going to confess.

I had a half copy for you by six.
Perfect.

Ralph? I think we're talking column one
here.

Everything I got says the mayor's
definitely having an affair with that

girl. Sounds more like tabloid page one
to me, though.

Agreed. Except for his honor's pillow
talk apparently spills the beans on some

major corruption.

I'm just waiting for my source to
confirm it. Okay, keep me posted.

Uh, Clark, are you any further along on
that missing hacker story?

Further along?

Do you have any new leads?

Well, nothing concrete, but I think I'm
close.

That lab explosion yesterday looks like
it was caused by somebody tapping into

their computers. It could be him.

Can you prove a connection?

Not yet, but I've got Jimmy working on
something that might.

So there's no story there.

Again, not yet. I just need some time to
break it.

Good.

Can I talk to you outside?

Just take a second.

Be right back.

Lois, what are you doing?

What do you mean?

I mean, if I didn't know any better, I'd
say you're trying to kill my story in

there.

Wait a minute.

You are killing my story. I'm sorry, but
I don't have a choice. You don't

understand the pressure I'm under to
generate good stories. It takes time to

build good stories, Lois. You know that
better than anyone.

Lane, excuse me, but copy department's
on line 25.

I'll be right there. You thought there
was a story there when we were working

it. Yes, that's true, and that's when I
had one story to worry about. Now I have

50. They said it's really important.
Okay, let's talk about this later. In

meantime, I want to team you up with
Ralph on that Mayer story, okay?

Ralph? Lois, you've got to be kidding.

You've got editorial at 5, the printer's
union rep at 5 .30, and Phil needs you

to approve an orthopedic chair for him.

Orthopedic chair?

Happy department.

Lois? Hello?

I mean, Lane here?

No, I don't have my lead yet.

Well, you better prep the subway as a
backup.

Okay. Thanks.

Did I eat lunch?

Lois, you've got to slow down.

Delegate. Believe me, you can only go at
super speed for so long. I know, I

know. I just want to do a good job.
Perry put so much faith in me, and I

really, really don't want to blow it.

Honey.

Honey, you're not going to blow it. It's
not your style.

But this whole thing with me and Ralph,
okay, that is just not going to happen.

Oh, look, I know he's green, but he
might be on to something, and I think

can help.

Besides, Perry used to mix this up all
the time, and you never objected to him.

Clark, you're the best reporter I've
got.

I can't afford to not have you on what
might be the best story.

Please try to understand. I need your
support.

Please? Hey, hey.

No currying favor with the boss, Kent.

What is it, Ralph?

Staff meeting. Are we through?

Oh, God. Sorry, I forgot.

Honey, honey, what about dinner? Oh,
I'll just grab something here.

No, no, my parents are coming. What?

Oh, right. Yes. Uh, okay.

No problem.

Put it there, partner.

You press?

That's me.

You're the one that contacted me?

Actually, that was my brother. He's the
one with the high -level access.

Whatever.

Just so we're clear, we're not having
this conversation. This weapon doesn't

exist, and I'm not really here.

I understand.

What you're looking at is the most
deadly weapon on Earth, the quantum

disbander. A new and improved version of
the quantum disruptor.

Wider and more energy conscious than its
predecessor, yet still more than

capable of long -range target
annihilation.

May I?

Mind if I ask what you're going to use
that for?

Actually, I'm testing to see exactly how
much force it requires to drain

Superman's super reserves, which would,
according to my theory, render him

vulnerable, which would...

In turn, create a brief window of
opportunity for me to be able to kill

And from everything you described, this
weapon sounds like it'll do just the

trick.

Oops, I forgot.

You're not really here.

Totally cool.

You think they'll know it's frozen?

Hey, was I supposed to pick up the dry
cleaning or were you?

Whoops.

Okay, I'll get the door. You get the
phone.

Hello?

Yes, it is.

Hi. Hi, honey.

Hope we're not late. No, no, you guys
are fine.

Ashley Lowe's just on the phone. Well,
we've got to get the early addition out

somehow.

Can't we just rent a truck?

What? Is she running the newspaper now?

Actually, yes, she is. Just temporarily,
anyway.

Perry got promoted.

She's the new editor. Wow. That is
great.

Isn't it? Okay.

Yeah, yeah.

I didn't know she was interested in
editing the paper.

At least she never talked about it.
Yeah.

Just do it.

You've got my approval.

Bye.

Sorry. Delivery truck broke down.

Lois, we are so happy for you.

Thanks. It's exciting.

Yeah.

Let's eat.

Oh, sorry.

Go ahead and start.

Lane here.

Yeah. Look, son, if this is a bad time,
we could... No, no, Dad.

Everything's just a little bit crazy
right now. It's all fine.

Oh, it's to be expected. It's perfectly
understandable.

Yeah. Okay, thanks.

Martha. Oh, this looks delicious. Did
you make it?

Uh, I better get that.

I guess it's your turn to watch her take
off at a moment's notice, huh?

Hello?

Hello? It's going to take her a while to
get all this sorted out.

Yeah, thanks.

Hang up.

Let's eat.

What is it, son?

The bridge collapsed.

I'd better... Oh, of course. Go.

Let's see.

Let's see.

Yeah.

Morning. What's so funny?

Just getting coffee.

Nothing, Mrs. Lane.

Morning.

Everybody's going to look at you a
little bit differently now that you're

boss, Lois.

Even though you are exactly the same you
were yesterday.

Oh, here.

Don't mind if I do.

Don't they have coffee upstairs?

Oh, yeah, but they got that fancy
designer espresso junk.

Tastes like sludge.

Nothing like the taste of good old
newsroom java, huh?

So, how's it going? You doing okay?

Let's just say I had no idea how much
you juggle every day. You made it look

easy. You didn't see me when I first
started.

Believe me. I was running around here
like a roof rooster.

Really? Oh, Lois, I was a mess.

It's a ton of responsibility. You're
squeezed from every angle. It all rests

your shoulders.

And the worst part, the job can be very
isolating at times.

Lois, just give yourself some time.

You got the brass to do this job,
otherwise they wouldn't have picked you.

So how's your new job going? Do you like
it? What's not to like?

More money, less hours.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, you know, I got to get back
upstairs.

Thanks.

Here's what I got on the mirror, just to
get you up to speed.

Interview notes, corroborating
witnesses, the works.

Want some?

No, thank you. Suit yourself.

Let me know when you're caught up.

I noticed some of the witnesses'
statements seem to contradict each

Huh? Especially the interview with the
call girl. It almost reads like she's

setting him up. Well, yeah, but you read
that stuff already?

Uh, speed reading classes.

I thought you said you had some
incriminating photographs.

That's probably my source now. Better
let me talk to him alone.

You know, he trusts me. Just sit back
and watch a real pro go to work here.

Ralph here.

Yeah, yeah, but waiting for your call.

What do you got?

Uh -huh.

It's overheating. We can't shut it down.
Everybody, clear the area. Just a sec.

Hey, where are you going?

I forgot my wallet. I'll be right back.

Hey, say hi to your mom for me, will
you? Yeah, sure.

Okay. Lois, have you seen CK? I've got
those phone records he asked me for.

Phone records?

Yeah, you know, on the hacker story.

Oh, uh, he's not on that anymore. Just
put him anywhere.

Thanks, Jimmy.

You're the boss.

What's wrong? We can't shut it down. The
computer's actually forcing the engine

to overheat. Can't you shut off the fuel
supply?

The only way is to fuse the internal
pump.

Superman, we've got a nuclear warhead in
the silo. If this thing explodes... I

understand. Go.

All right, the moment it blows, we crash
through the gate and we zap him.

What's he doing?

He's fusing the fuel supply line.

How'd he do that?

He wasn't supposed to be able to do
that. Yeah, but look how much it drained

him.

All right, that's it.

No, wait, wait.

Look, he's already restoring himself.

How is that possible?

The sun recharged him. It's the source
of his powers.

So, if we drain his powers and we keep
him out of the sun, then that will be

window of opportunity to kill him?

Look, stop saying we and us, even.

What am I doing?

I'm out of here.

Eric.

Well, come on.

You wouldn't kill your own brother,
would you?

You remember Sunday school, Cain and
Abel?

I always liked Cain.

Sit down.

This sucks.

Hey, Jimmy, how you coming on those
phone records?

Uh, yeah, maybe you better talk to Lois
about that. She sort of told me you

weren't on the story any longer.

You got a minute, Lois? Oh, yeah, just
checking the tech setting.

I just got back from watching Superman
save a test rocket from nearly

Is Superman all right?

Yeah, he'll live. But whoever caused it
tapped into their computer system. It's

got Eric Press's M .O. written all over
it. You think it's tied to the lab

explosion? Well, maybe, yeah.

Which means that obviously this isn't
some kind of prank. He's up to something

big. Do you have any evidence to support
that?

No. So you still can't prove a
connection?

Lois, there's a story here. I know it. I
just have to find it. Without hard

facts, there is no story, honey. I'm
sorry.

I can't believe you're saying this. As a
reporter, you would never take that

position. As a reporter, no, but I'm
talking as an editor.

You know, if I'm wrong, I'll take the
heat for it, but I'm just trying to do

what's best for the paper. And I'm
trying to do what's best for my story

the living, breathing people of
Metropolis who might actually buy the

You're not the only one who fights for
truth, justice, and the American way. In

fact, as I recall, I'm the person that
coined that phrase. Your point? My point

is that without hard facts, I can't have
you on this story, and as the editor,

I'm assigning you to Ralph's story. You
don't need a reporter for Ralph's story,

Lois. You need a hook and ladder,
because that boy is blowing smoke.

He does not have a story. How do you
think it makes me look when everybody

you working on a story that I explicitly
took you off of? Like you're letting me

follow my reporter's instincts.

You know what I think? I think you have
a real problem with the fact that I'm

the one in the family wearing the
tights.

Pants. I mean, pants.

That's ridiculous.

Really? Then why were you moping around
at dinner last night?

Moping? How would you even know? You
weren't even there half the time. And

you're the one that took off in the
middle of it. A bridged collapse, Lois.

do you want me to do? Well, I was
dealing with my own crisis. Yeah, I

See, I knew this was going to affect us.
Well, congratulations.

So, are you writing in with me?

I'm supposed to meet Ralph downtown.

We're supposedly meeting a source.

Oh.

Good.

Yeah.

Well, uh, bye.

Bye.

Morning, boss.

Hope you don't mind me taking your old
desk.

Got to be close to Kent now, you know.

Oh, yeah, sure. No problem.

Better get going.

I want to keep my new partner waiting.

Sorry, Miss Lane.

Hi.

Hi. Martha, what a surprise. What are
you doing here?

Oh, it's just in the neighborhood. I
thought maybe I could buy you a cup of

coffee. Oh, I'd love to, but I really
can't leave now.

That's what I figured.

Nonfat, no sugar, right?

Dad, what are you doing here?

I called the office. They said you were
here.

Plain cake donuts, right?

Yeah.

Believe me, honey, after 40 years of
marriage, I could spot a fight coming a

mile away.

Good eye.

This one's a doozy, too.

Let me get.

Can't sleep?

Can't concentrate?

Got a big knot in your stomach? Size of
an anvil.

and you're constantly fighting the urge
to call her up and apologize, even

though you don't think you have anything
to apologize for.

Am I getting warm here?

I can't believe we're fighting like
this.

I mean, you know, it just seems like it
came out of nowhere.

I remember your mother's and my first
fight.

Total sucker punch. I never saw it
coming.

Although I forget what it was all about
now.

He bought a new truck without even
talking to me about it first.

We were newlyweds, and he was used to
still making all his decisions alone.

And you put a stop to that? Yes, but...
We didn't talk to each other for three

days. Worst five days of my life.

Believe me, felt more like 55.

That's how I feel.

But what am I supposed to do?

I mean, I know Lois is under a lot of
pressure right now, and she needs my

support, but in order for me to give it
to her, I have to ignore my own gut

instincts, and I don't know if I can do
that.

I don't know that I should.

Well, I don't think I can help you out
there, son.

But part of what you're going through is
just being married.

Learning how to deal with each other's
shifting lives.

The problem is, is that right now, it
feels like they're shifting apart.

Two days ago, we were a team, doing
everything together, and... Now we're

And it hurts me, too. But what am I
supposed to do? Not do the best job I

Of course not.

Just because you're not partners right
now doesn't mean you're not still a

That's what makes you two so special
together.

You just need to give yourself some
time.

It's a big change for both of you.

Look, son, you can't expect to figure it
out overnight.

No chance of that happening.

Well, not if you don't talk to each
other, there isn't.

And with everything the two of you have
been through, you should know that

better than anybody.

You're right.

You're right.

Thanks for the coffee.

You know,

I've always wanted what's right for my
son.

Now I want the best for my daughter,
too.

I'm not saying that the bridge collapse
isn't news. It's just not column one.

That's all.

Personally, I think we should do the
subway story. I mean, it's local news.

are a commuter paper.

Of course, no one asked me.

Lois?

Uh, the subway.

No, it was all over last night's TV
news. It's ancient history already. What

else do we have?

I suppose we could go with the mayor
story, but I don't think... Jimmy, why

Clark guys get around these numbers?

I think he was trying to connect up the
hacker's computer with the research lab.

Personally, I think we had the mayor in
his heels the entire interview. I mean,

he was tripping over his tongue.

Rocket Center.

Excuse me?

Hey, Lois, what have you got?

It's our labs.

What about it? Eric Prescott. called
Star Labs' confidential modem line from

computer the day before he disappeared.
I'm sorry.

What does this have to do with the front
page?

Jimmy, can you tap into his home
computer, see what he wanted from Star

Yeah, it's a piece of cake.

Once I'm in, all I have to do is check
his recently downloaded files.

This looks like a job for Superman to

me.

All right, remember, Eric, our timing
must be very precise. Our window... I

thought we had this discussion already,
Eric. No, wait, Ethan, I can explain.

No, Ethan, not the typewriter.

Afraid so.

Ding! No, not the carriage return.

Ding! No, knock it off!

I've had it, Ethan!

I'm sick and tired of you beating me up
and telling me what to do. No!

Okay, just put it down, Eric.

I swear to God, Ethan, I'll shoot you. I
will.

Really?

Okay.

Go ahead.

Shoot.

I dare you.

Don't tempt me.

But that's exactly what I want to do.
Tempt you.

See exactly what you're made of. If you
have the press family spine, or if

you're still just the weak runt of the
litter that I could have offed any

of times.

I disarmed it.

You know, just in case.

Whoa,

what's he doing with these?

What is it?

Dr. Klein's classified medical files on
Superman. Check it out. It's like the

secret to all of his power's work.

Why would he want that?

I don't know.

It can't be good for Superman, that's
for sure.

The lab explosion.

The rocket.

What if those were just tests to see if
he... Oh, my God.

Where's Clark? Well, I don't want to be
a tattletale, especially since he's your

hubby. Where is Clark? He just
disappeared again, okay? He does that.

something about a rocket center or
something. I don't know.

Superman, it's happening again. Only
this time it's the nuclear warhead in a

silo. All right, I'll fly it into space.

Wait, wait, no.

It's pressure sensitive.

As soon as you hit the stratosphere,
she'll blow.

Where do you put your nuclear waste? In
the silo. There's a mile deep well.

If it's all the same to you, I'd like to
run for my life now.

See,

Eric? I told you we'd save the day.

You superheroes are so predictable.

Eric as in Eric Press? I swear,
Superman, I never wanted anything to do

this. Oh, stop groveling.

Anyway, you're wasting your mea culpa's
on him.

He won't be around long enough to
exonerate you.

Do it.

Totally cool.

I wonder if there's a video game in
this.

Let's see if you can handle a second
blast.

Did you hit him? I don't know. I think
so.

Over there!

I think I got him.

You sure?

Nope.

You boys have got a lot of...

Explain. Well,

Will, look at this, Eric.

Worked after all.

I give you credit, those suits.

Nuked, point blank, took all those
blasts. And look at you, still kicking.

Barely.

Of course, the bad news is that your
super reserves are all but tapped out,

it's not exactly sunny in here, is it?

Amazing, isn't it?

Of all the villains who've wanted you
dead, I am going to be the one to pull

off. A spoiled dilettante with too much
time on my hands.

Blacks would be so proud.

No. Oh, yes.

What are you doing here?

I came to save you.

Does this mean you're not mad at me
anymore?

Are you okay?

I am now.

Wait till Dad finds out about this.

He's gonna kill us.

Looks like our lead story to me. So, no
corrections?

Wait, wait. The byline should have Lois'
name on it, too.

After all, you did correct the case.

Well, you would have if I hadn't sat on
the evidence.

Maybe, maybe not.

The bottom line is that we did it
together.

Okay.

You're the boss.

Hey, Chief, what are you doing down
here?

Oh, I just thought I'd stop by, see how
things are going, you know.

Oh, God, I love the smell of ink in the
morning.

But it's not morning.

Oh, hell, Jimmy, I know that. It just
doesn't sound as good, you know. Well,

miss you.

Lois, will you go ahead?

All right, look, I'm not going to beat
around the bush.

Truth is, I missed the newsroom
something awful.

I guess after...

Being down here for some 30 -odd years,
it's just part of me. Perry. Now, I

don't want you to think I'm asking you
to step aside, because I'm not.

It's just that after spending the last
few days upstairs with those fancy

sipping lattes, taking lunches, well,
it's just not my style. Chief,

Chief, you should let Lois... Now,
here's what I propose.

Lois, you and I both...

Run the newspaper together.

Partners. Editors -in -chief.

What do you say?

I say I already have a partner.

Ah, yeah. Well, I guess it was worth a
shot. You don't understand.

I don't want to be editor anymore. No, I
understand. It's just that... What?

You can have your old job back.

As long as I can have mine, because I
miss being a reporter as much as you

being in the newsroom.

Lois, are you sure?

Positive.

You got a deal.

Here.

Lois, I got a killer scoop.

Guaranteed headline.

Oh, don't tell me. Tell Perry.

He's the editor.

What?

Perry. Swear to God, you're really going
to love this.

Can we go home and talk?

Sure. Hey, C .K. Oh, let me just grab my
cup.

Check it out.

Looks like Darlene wasn't out to get me
after all. I guess I was a little

paranoid, huh?

I think you've seen too many movies,
Jimmy.

Good night.

Hey.

Don't forget to lock your doors at
night.

Kind of scary, huh?

How quickly things can fall apart.

I guess we were a little naive to think
that it wouldn't affect us.

I should have let you run with the story
all along, Clark.

Are you saying if you had to do it over
again?

That you wouldn't kill my story?

I'd kill it in a second.

If I were editor.

Being editor, that's what I won't do
over again.

Are you sure about that?

Totally.

I know where I belong.

Where the action is.

And that would be?

Usually with you.

Good.

Does this mean we've made up?

Yeah.

Is anybody watching?