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Three Months Later

I like this car. How much is it?

If you have to ask, you can't afford it

try me

$240,000

This should cover it

let me take it for a test drive

cool ride, Kal.

You like it? It's yours.

Keep it.

So, Kal. Where you from?

Someplace I'm trying to forget

me too.

What is that?

It's a birthmark.

Ooh, it's pretty big for a birthmark.

Don't touch.

Ow! That hurt! Jerk.

Jerk.

What's the deal, Kal?

Every night you roll in here with a babe,
but you always leave empty-handed.

What are you, a monk or something?

What's the point of starting something
if it's just gonna end badly?

Hello?

Clark. Is that you?

Please, come home.

♪ Smallville: "Exile" ♪
Season 3 Episode 1

Everyone on the floor now!

Stay down! Face down! Hit the floor!

What? What you got a problem?

Get out.

Stay down! Face down! Hit the floor!

Shoot the bastard!

Stick to balloon animals.

Sorry, Krusty. I saw the bank first.

Fall to your knees!

Put your hands up.

Drop the bag! This is your final warning!

"Masked Man Continues to
Rampage Metropolis."

His crimes just keep getting
bigger and bigger.

We can't be sure it's Clark.

Look, I know you don't want
to believe, but... it's him.

What are we gonna do?

There really isn't anything.

Yeah. You get in the truck.
I'm gonna get my coat.

Where are you going?
I'm going to get him.

He knows what red Kryptonite does.

He can take that ring off anytime.
Martha, I don't know that.

Jonathan, the phone calls.
They're the first step.

I can't just sit around in this
farmhouse and do nothing anymore.

Well, even if you find him, how exactly
do you plan on bringing him home?

It's been three months.
We've been searching all that time.

We filed a missing person's report,
we have done everything we can

Martha
The fact is Clark doesn't want to be found.

He'll come home to us when he's ready.

We just have to have faith.

Okay?

Yeah.

Hey. I haven't seen
you in like a week.

I was wondering if we still
lived under the same roof

I'm swamped here.

Your dad said you spent the entire
afternoon at the Daily Planet.

Yeah, as far as my editor's concerned

picking up his dry cleaning
is more of a priority

than meeting face to face
with the junior columnist

I thought maybe we could have lunch.

I can't.

With Lex gone the Talon's
been relegated to LuthorCorp

accountants who have no interest
in a coffee shop in Smallville.

Okay. Uh, well, if you need
a ride to Lex's funeral I'm

always available for
chauffeuring and moral support.

Thanks. I'm going with the Kents.

Have you heard from Clark?

I was thinking of staying in
Metropolis with Nell for a few days.

I feel guilty I haven't spent
more time searching for him.

He's not lost, Lana.

You may have written him off,
but I can't give up hope

Clark ran away. He made a conscious
decision to leave his friends,

his family, and the
girl he claimed to love

Lana, I know we've said our
piece about what happened

and we can continue doing the avoidance
dance we've perfected all summer

but the fact is I'm worried about you

I'm the last person you
need to worry about.

Pining over Clark only leads to personal misery.
Trust me, I wrote the book.

Now you need to move on. He obviously has.

I don't believe that

I just think he's waiting for
the right person to find him.

Who sent you?

I did. Morgan Edge.

That's a hell of a scar. How'd you get it?

My dad's a real bastard.

What do you want?

You came to my club flashing money,

and then you interrupt
my guys at the bank.

I take it that was not coincidence.

Those clowns? They work for you?

You've made quite a
reputation for yourself

I set up this test so I could see with
my own eyes if you were man or myth.

And clearly, you're both.

Well, I'm glad I could clear
it up for you... Mr. Edge

I'd like to talk about a job opportunity.

Thanks. But I'm really not
looking for work right now.

I like to fly solo.

No matter how many bullets
bounce off you, Kal,

you're still a kid, and I'm the
biggest crime boss in Metropolis.

Well, I would think you
could afford better help.

That's why we're talking.

I got this one job. It'll
make you Midas rich.

So when you are tired of playing the
little league, you know where to find me.

Mr. Luthor?

Mr. Luthor?

Mr. Luthor. I got your message.

I admit I was surprised to
hear that you wanted to

meet today considering the
fact that tomorrow is Lex's.

My son is gone, Miss Sullivan,

and there is nothing I can
do now but put his memory

to rest and get on with
the business of living.

You remember there used to
be an octagonal keyhole here.

Vaguely. I didn't spend
much time in this cave.

Trust me, it was right here.

It disappeared the same day as that...

inexplicable explosion on the Kent farm.

The same day that our young friend Clark

went into exile.

You haven't seen him... have you?

After the fight that Clark and I had,
I'd be the last person he'd call

I've enjoyed reading your column, Miss Sullivan.
You're a good writer.

"The worst sin of age is to
forget the trials of youth."

I just wish that report you did for me on
Clark Kent had the same kind of insight.

Well, I gave you everything I had.

But you came to me with such
vigor, and now it seems

your enthusiasm for our
arrangement is, uh, waning.

It's kind of hard to find information
when the subject is M.I.A.

It might help you to view that as
a test of your reporter's mettle.

You're such a promising young
talent, I'd hate to see an opportunity

like this vanish like
the keyhole on this wall here.

Threatening me, Mr. Luthor,
isn't gonna make Clark magically reappear.

"All decisions have consequences."

Clark chose to run away from his.

You gonna run away from
yours too, Miss Sullivan?

Whoa, easy there, Lex.

Where am I?

Same place you've been the
last three months. Paradise.

You had another fever dream.
Malaria's still got you.

You were calling her name again.

Who?

That bitch who set you up

Louis. I appreciate everything
you've done for me,

but if you ever refer to my wife that way again,
I won't be held responsible for my actions.

See I was just sitting here running
through your story in my head.

Now you wake up, Helen and the pilot
are gone, and you're left to die.

You've got to at least
consider the possibility.

Don't you have anything
else to talk about?!

All these years alone on an island?
Not really.

Why don't you go work on the raft.

Because I am not gonna
let you commit suicide!

You could end up drifting
for weeks and die alone!

Is that what you want?

I want to get off this island
and find out the truth.

Oh, the truth. See the way I figure
it, either your father set you both up,

Helen managed this on her own,
or the two of them were in league.

Why are you in such a hurry to get
back to a family that twisted?

Because my life is not here.

Well, it doesn't sound
so great back there.

You've got to stop looking at
this place as a curse, Lex.

Shut up!
It is a gift!

Your life has been stripped
down to its bare essence.

To the outside world you're already dead.

Why not let your old self rest in peace?

I think the cruelest fate
that a parent can suffer is

to lose a child

Lex was touched with greatness.

We'd only just begun
to see that potential.

I-I can only imagine the heights
he would have soared to

if his life... hadn't been...
cut short so tragically.

These, uh, rituals are
meant to bring closure,

but there are so many unanswered
questions about Lex's disappearance.

Questions I hope that
will someday be answered,

but those answers won't bring him back.

I would've searched for a
thousand years if I thought

he could be found. We
can't hold onto the past.

In my heart, I will be
searching for my son forever.

So will I.

If you're here to grandstand for the
paparazzi, I will have you escorted out

I wish to pay my last
respects to my husband.

Then, Mrs. Luthor, allow me to
leave before the hypocrisy begins

Clark, I need to talk to you about

Chloe, I told you to never
come back here again!

Who else knows I'm here?

No one. Your secret's safe
with me, but we need to talk

I'm busy.

Well, I'm coming in. Now what's your deal?
You come to

Metropolis and you're a
completely different person.

Maybe it's the real me.

Well, if it is then I definitely
prefer the country Clark.

Now... how did you afford all this?

Why, Chloe? So you can put me in your
column and write a big story about me?

Maybe that's why you kept my secret

I kept your secret
because you asked me to.

I was hoping that if I left you alone
you'd get a grip and come home. Now

there are people in Smallville that
still haven't given up on the search

I've erased Smallville from my past.

Really? Is that why you're still
wearing your school ring?

You know, sooner or later
someone else is gonna find you.

You were lucky Maybe so.

But what are you gonna do if one day Lana
shows up on your doorstep, or your dad?

How are you gonna explain this to them?
I'm through explaining myself to anyone!

Clark, Lana is a wreck and your
parents are losing the farm!

What do I care? I'm never
gonna go back anyway

Clark, you were not forced into exile.

You ran away from your problems. You are
not being noble, you're being a coward!

Chloe, get out!

If you tell anyone where I am,

I'll go so far away from Metropolis
that no one will ever find me!

I don't even know who you are anymore.

Get out!

The highlight of the somber
affair was the performance of

the grieving widow played to
perfection by Dr. Helen Bryce

in her first public appearance
since her dramatic rescue.

I want you out of my house.

You can drop the act,
Helen, you're among family.

And it's not your house yet

I'm sure you didn't come all
this way for a condolence call

I won't give my condolences to a murderer

I didn't murder Lex.

Oh, oh, that's right. Let me see if I can
remember your account of the harrowing event.

You woke up having been robbed, found the
pilot jumping out of the airplane with

only one parachute left.
Lex valiantly offered to give it to you

and went down to his death
in the crippled aircraft.

That's a wonderful piece of fiction.

I think the police would
find it interesting

that you hired me to spy on
Lex You murdered my son. I

won't rest till I've brought
your duplicity to light.

You know, Helen, black
widows may be powerful

predators, but every predator
is somebody else's prey

Louis!

Louis!

Louis!

Louis!

There's a plane! Did you hear it?

I heard it.
What's your problem?

That's the first one that's
flown over in months.

Too late now. It's long gone.

That's great. That's just great!

You're wasting your time!
They're never gonna see it.

Son of a bitch. I need
to get off this island!

You know in your heart
this is where you belong.

Now you can rage against it but
ultimately you'll have to accept it.

You stay away from me, you freak.

I spoke to the bank.
They still want us out before the auction.

You know, it's amazing how you can fit your
whole life into the back of a pickup truck.

Is, uh, Bill Ross still okay with
us storing our stuff in his garage?

Yeah, he said as long as we
need it, it's fine with him.

Oh, Lana gave me the keys to
the apartment over the Talon.

Great.

Yeah, it-it's small.

It's okay, Martha, Martha, Martha...

It's just not fair. This
farm has been in your

family for three generations,
four counting Clark.

It's sad.

Since when have our lives
been fair anyway, huh?

You remember the day we found
out we couldn't have children?

You grabbed my hand and
you told me not to worry.

You said that we would
have happy days again,

and you were right. We have had happy days

with Clark.

But even though he's not here
with us anymore, Martha Kent,

I am here to tell you that we
will have happy days again

Clark!

Clark!

Clark!

Clark!

Clark!

Thank you
Lana, hey, the other day I, uh,

I didn't mean to push my own
personal brand of self-denial on you.

It's okay, Chloe. We're all
dealing with Clark in our own way.

Yeah, and my way is to pull the emotional
ripcord and pretend like it didn't happen.

It's a force of habit when
people walk out of my life.

I can't give up on him without a fight.
I already blew it once.

Blew it? How?

When Clark was leaving he
asked me to go with him.

I said no, but I can't
help thinking that if I

had gone I could have
convinced him to come home

Lana, you can't save someone
who doesn't want to be saved.

I love him.

It's okay. Your feelings for Clark
aren't exactly breaking news.

I saw him yesterday
Just for a second at Lex's funeral.

Are you sure?

Positive. But he took off right away.
I'm gonna go back up there

and post these.

Could you give me a lift?

Sure. But you don't need the fliers.
I know where he is.

What?

Yeah, okay, you're gonna totally hate me
for this, but I found him two months ago.

Some friends of mine from the Planet
snuck me into this club and there he was

and I couldn't believe it was him. So
I followed him back to his apartment.

You've known where he's been this entire time
and you haven't said anything to anybody?

Well, I didn't have a choice.
He said if anyone else found

out, he'd run away to somewhere
no one would find him

I can't believe you've been
telling me to give up on him

Lana, he's not acting like himself
He could be dangerous.

Just give me the address.

Well, I'll take you
I think you've done enough already.

What are you doing here?

Looking for you

Clark, you need to come home.

Smallville's not my home anymore.

I am not letting your
ride out of my life again.

Then get on

Lex. I'd like you to meet my dad.

You killed your father.

Yeah, it was inevitable. I had to do it.
Only one of us could survive.

See, back there,
he was a rich and powerful guy.

He was always criticizing me
never thinking I was good enough.

And it just kept chipping away
chipping away till there was nothing left.

I thought you and I were kindred spirits.

No, Louis You're a psychopath.

Well... there's one in all of us.

I just let mine out

Lex!!!

Hey! What's up, Kal?

Why'd she call you Kal?

It's my secret identity

Clark. Clark! I have been
worried about you for three

months and you've been hanging
around in nightclubs?

You're so cute when you're angry

Lana, if you keep talking about Hicksville,
you're gonna be on the next bus going back.

Now I thought you were
here to have some fun.

What's up, Kal?
Hey, what's up.

You're right. I'm sorry.
I'll go freshen up.

Hey, why? I think you look great

I'm glad you're here.

Me too.

If she's the one you've been saving
yourself for, I can understand the wait.

Hello?

Mr. Kent, I found Clark

Lana, where are you?

A nightclub in Metropolis called Atlantis.
He's acting really strange

Lana, listen to me. Clark
is not himself right now

I want you to be very careful.
Now I'm on my way down there,

but if he wants to leave, I don't
want you to try and stop him.

Okay.

Who you talking to?

Who's this?

Clark, it's me

Jonathan. How's the farm?

Clark, your mother and I love you very
much and we want you to come home.

Is that right? Hey, what
about not dwelling on

the past and making a fresh new start?
Come on,

you can admit it. You're happier I'm gone

Clark...
Son, that's not true

I'm not your son! And you're not
my parents, you never have been!

You never will be!

Clark, what is the matter with you?
Your parents love you!

I love you.

Do you always betray the people you love?

I've got to go get him.

How, Jonathan?

If he sees you he could
either run, or if he's

angry enough he could hurt you.
You can't stop him

Martha, if I don't go and get him now
we may lose him forever

I'm glad you decided to consider my offer.

But why the change of heart?

My past is catching up to my present
I need to disappear.

Free tonight?

My calendar just opened up.

This is an account in the Grand Cayman.

Here's how much is waiting for you.

That's a serious amount of zeroes.

It's a serious job.

I need you to break into a secure building.

The office on the 60th floor
has a very valuable package.

It's in a titanium-reinforced steel safe.

Not a job for mere mortals.

Sounds like easy money.

I haven't told you where you're going yet.

LuthorCorp Plaza.

You want me to break into
Lionel Luthor's office.

Will that be a problem?

No. It'll be my pleasure

Lex

Lex

Lex

Lex

I know every inch of this island.

Where are you going?

You can't kill me!

Hey, Mon.

What happened?

No. No. No. I had to do it.
He was crazy.

I had to kill him!

Kill who?

Him!

There ain't nobody there, mon.

No. No! Louis!

These islands can mess with
your head, play tricks, mon.

You're lucky my captain saw your fire.

No. It wasn't a trick.

He was real. You have to believe me.
He was real!

He wasn't ready!

But you, you had to keep pushing
him anyway, didn't you?

What kind of a race are you people?

No wonder you destroyed yourselves.

I am Jor-El, the true father of Kal-El.

His name is Clark Kent!
I am his father, I raised him.

You have fulfilled your
function in Kal-El's destiny.

His destiny is whatever he makes of it.

His destiny is too great
for you to comprehend.

This was Kal-El's first test;

To see if he was ready
to begin his journey.

He's too young! He needs more time!

This phase of Kal-El's
journey is almost complete.

It will be of no consequence if
he returns to you... for now.

You'll bring him home?

If you want him,
you must retrieve him yourself.

I can't. He's too powerful.

Are you willing to sacrifice
anything to get him back?

Yes!

For my son I'll do anything.

Hello, Clark

Jonathan Kent.

Isn't it a little past your bedtime?

How'd you find me?

Your biological father.

You two are working together now, huh?

That's cute.

But I didn't listen to him and I'm
certainly not gonna listen to you

Clark.

You need to put all this behind you, son.
Come on home to the people who love you.

You should've stayed in Smallville.

Son, you're coming home with me.

Now.

To Be Continued...