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'Help! Help, somebody. Please help me.'

'He's got my car!'

'Hey, watch it!'

Man, don't nothing hurt you?

Not so far.

'Yeah? Yeah, just a minute.'

Martha, it's Wayne Irig. Put on the coffee.

- Come on in, Wayne. - It's better out here.

What are you doing out on a night like this?

You know that big oak tree I got out back?

Yeah.

Tuesday's storm blew it

right out of the ground.

You need some help chopping it up?

Oh-oh, no. Uh-un.

I found something under that tree.

It was a-a, it was a-a rock

and I-I sent a little piece off

to the lab for a test.

Today I got federal agents asking me a lot of questions

and they got bulldozers coming tomorrow

and that's all I know.

I-I-I need you to keep this for me

until I can figure it all out.

What do you think it is?

Something I never seen before.

I mean, it is something weird here.

'Oh, Look out, Jimmy.'

Start being on time, Jimmy.

You'll ruin your reputation.

Morning, Cat. What do you think?

Hmm-mm, I prefer leather.

I wasn't talking about fashion.

Neither was I.

It's a Star Labs prototype.

The Air Force needs help finding their lost pilots

but I was thinking we could use it

to get in touch with Superman.

May I have, uh, have a look at that?

So, here's this decent guy, a farmer

who gets thrown off his property by the feds.

Who then start tearing his place up

with bulldozers looking for pesticides.

- Sounds like a story to me. - Then let Clark go.

I'll stay and watch for Superman.

Oh, Lois, please, just keep an open mind about this.

I'm seeing a Planet special investigation.

"The Poisoning of America."

Really? I'm seeing guys in overalls discussing hog futures.

'Private property rights versus the public good.'

We have got that story here in Metropolis.

Urban versus rural.

It's the same story, it's the same problem.

Except sometimes it's easier to understand in a smaller setting.

A micro cost about..

Kent, are you okay?

Sure. Could you excuse me for a second?

- Oh, I can't hear anything. - You're not supposed to.

It's hypersonic.

Jimmy, the man's a superhero, not a dog.

- What is this thing? - It is a signal watch.

Superman has super hearing, right?

We need him, we call.

Maybe you should only use that in a real emergency, Jimmy.

Smooth, CK, will do.

No, that's it. I'm just done arguing.

Perry, it's Smallville.

Oh. Okay, okay, I got it.

That's probably how that first reporter felt

down there at Love Canal.

Only thing is, uh..

...didn't that reporter pull in a Pulitzer Prize?

'America's breadbasket, Lois.'

'Don't tell me. 4-H changed your life.'

'Hey, can't help it if I'm a farm kid.'

'If I ever need a cow milked, I'll remember that.'

You can joke, but take away Middle America

and what have you got?

Art, music, theater.

Crime, drugs, poverty.

How long is this gonna take?

It takes as long as it takes.

I didn't realize Zen was so popular in the country.

It always takes people from the city

a while to decompress.

But fortunately for you, this weekend

Smallville's holding an annual corn festival.

- This is a good thing? - Sure.

We'll get to see the Corn Queen Pageant

the Huskoff, the Corn-o-Rama.

Popcorn, cream corn, corn on the cob.

- We are in luck. - Oh! You stole my heart.

Sorry, off limits to the public.

We're not the public. We're the press.

We've already issued a statement to the local paper.

Uh, I'm Clark Kent, this is Lois Lane.

- We're from the Daily Planet. - I'm Carol Sherman.

E.P.A. field liaison.

What's a newspaper like yours doing here?

Well, that's why we're called the Daily Planet.

We cover the world.

Plus Smallville.

Well, what you're seeing here

is an ecological risk assessment.

'The owner used a lot of pesticides during the '60s'

and we're concerned about seepage

into the local groundwater.

People getting more than they

bargained for at the dinner table?

That's it. Public safety. No big story, I'm afraid.

We need to talk to the property owner.

Mr. Irig, he's been given

relocation money during the testing.

He didn't say where he went.

I'm sure you'll have that information somewhere.

We'll check back.

So what do you think?

I think Farmer Jones is in a motel eating take-out

watching cable, having a good time.

- His name is Wayne Irig. - Oh, that's right.

- You know him. - He's a friend of my dad's.

I remember that before his wife died, they used to give out

the greatest caramel apples on Halloween.

- Okay, where's the joke? - What joke?

You've made fun of everything else.

Where's the caramel apple joke?

I love caramel apples.

Oh.

The way I see it, we have two possibilities.

Either you buried it somewhere on your farm

or you gave it to someone.

- Now, which is it? - There wasn't anymore.

That was it.

Wrong answer.

Problem, Ms. Sherman?

You-you-you told me Mr. Irig had been relocated.

He has been.

This is his new location.

Since when does the Environmental Protection Agency

do interrogations?

It doesn't. Bureau 39 does.

Bureau 39, what-what's that?

That's on a need to know basis, and you don't.

I needed a job, but not this bad.

I will not be a part of this.

Oh, I'd reconsider that.

The fact is, no one alive has ever quit Bureau 39.

It's a-a curse.

And you did say you had a daughter

to raise, didn't you?

But, if you're determined to leave

I'll accept your resignation with regrets.

No, I'm fine.

Good choice.

Now, I assume there's something else you wanted to tell me?

I just talked to two reporters.

A Clark Kent and a Lois Lane from the Daily Planet.

They're outside.

Oh, perfect.

If they're here... Superman can't be far behind.

If Irig's around, somebody here will know about it.

That's the great thing about a small town.

- What's the matter? - Ugh. I feel like Dorothy.

Shouldn't a tornado be flying me off to Oz pretty soon?

Bad metaphor, Lois. Dorothy wanted to go back to Kansas.

Technicality.

'Where is that sister of yours, huh?'

You'd better go find her, don't you think?

- Yeah. - Goodbye now.

Rachel.

- Hey. - 'Clark.'

Hey, don't let this uniform fool you.

I can still two-step and tush push

better than anyone in this town.

- I'm sure you can. - I'll show you tomorrow night.

- Old times' sake. - Okay.

Oh, uh, Rachel Harris, Lois Lane.

'Lois Lane, Rachel Harris.'

I guess that's Sheriff Harris now.

- Yeah. - Old times' sake?

Well, uh, Clark took me to a senior prom.

- Oh. - So, when did you two, uh..

Oh, we haven't. We're here on assignment for the Daily Planet.

- We work together. - Oh, really?

Completely professional, huh?

Yeah, Rach, the reason we're here is, uh

do you know where Wayne Irig is?

Mm, I haven't seen him, but you know

how he likes to keep to himself.

- 'Sheriff..' - Uh.. Duty calls.

Lois, we're gonna have to swap

some Clark stories later, huh?

Tush push?

Maybe we can get an early taste

of some of the local hospitality.

Oh, you go ahead.

I think I'll hang around

and soak up the atmosphere.

Oh, come on.

You know, Lois, what you can't stand is how normal it is here.

Normal? I've heard about these small towns.

You see Mr. Regular Joe flipping hamburgers?

- Uh-huh. - Bet you he's a cross-dresser.

- Really? - 'Hi, Billy.'

- Clark! Clark. - Mom!

- 'Hiya.' - Hey.

Oh, gosh, it's good to see you.

- Oh, you must be Lois. - Yeah, that's me.

- Hi, Mrs. Kent. - Oh, Martha, please.

Well, you sure are pretty.

It's alright if I tell her that, isn't it, Clark?

I don't know, mom. Ask Lois.

Thanks, Martha.

Well, you kids must be hungry. Let's get you something to eat.

- Oh, there's barbecue-- - Oh, wait. I don't know, mom.

Lois thinks that the cook might be a cross-dresser.

- Corn? - Oh, please.

- 'Here you go.' - 'Looks delicious.'

Oh, honey, that's Clark's father.

'I can't get him to buy a dress for me'

let alone one for himself.

I-I was just illustrating a point, really.

Wait till he hears that.

It's just an old farmhouse, but it's home.

Oh, it's my latest. What do you think?

I like it.

- What is it? - It's a bowl of fruit.

Mom, Lois and I need to receive a fax tomorrow.

- A fax? - Uh, Facsimile, it's a machine.

A person can put a piece of paper in at one end

and the person at the other end can get a copy

if they have a fax machine too.

It's sort of technical.

Oh, I was just thinking if you're expecting something

I'd better check the paper.

I-I didn't mean that, I-I just..

I-I-I don't even have a fax machine.

Oh, out here these days, you have to have one.

Uh, now, Lois, uh, you'll be in Clark's room.

Clark, you'll be on the couch.

Unless you two are..

No, we're not.

Nah, no. Mm-hmm. No.

Oh. Uh..

- Jonathan. - Mm.

I want you to help me.

- What? - Clean the baby corn.

Not exactly what you had in mind, huh?

Well, let's see.

So far I've been given a glimpse of ritual crop worship

treated as your girlfriend, and I insulted your parents.

No, I-I-I couldn't have planned this. Mm-mm.

You're having more fun than you wanna admit.

Oh?

Sure, you had three hot dogs at the festival.

Well, see, that just goes to show

how much you do not know about me.

I only eat like that when I'm miserable.

Oh.

You boys go ahead and make up the couch.

I'll show Lois to her room.

You're not allergic to down pillows, are you?

I, uh, kind of expected you to come alone.

Why, what's the problem, dad?

They're not looking for pesticides up the road, Clark.

Wayne Irig found a rock on his property last week.

He sent a sample of it over to Wichita for analysis.

Then the feds showed up.

That doesn't make any sense, dad.

I mean, why go through all this trouble for a rock?

Because the preliminary report

said it's some kind of meteorite.

Wayne, Wayne thought it might be worth money.

He gave it to me for safekeeping.

Those federal taxes were giving him such a hard time.

I figure..

Since we found it a few miles from where we found you

it was probably related.

Dad, dad, I'm..

...I'm feeling kind of strange.

My God. You think it could be this?

Clark, what's happening? What's wrong, Son?

Clark?

Clark?

Martha!

Oh, my boy.

Oh, my boy.

Oh, Clark, honey, you're burning up.

Don't get scared, mom.

My body doesn't work like other people's.

But how do you feel? That's the important thing.

Better. I think I feel better.

Oh, my!

'Oh, my.'

What do you mean, you think you feel better?

Don't you know?

He's never been sick before, Jonathan.

It's a new experience.

She can't know anything about this.

I, uh, I-I thought that I heard the fax.

'Excuse me.'

I've lifted a rocket into orbit before.

Now, I can't even lift this.

Don't worry about it. You'll bounce right back.

I don't understand.

How can a rock that probably came from the same planet

as Clark, make him sick?

Because it's poison. That's all we need to know.

And we're not gonna let it near you again.

Look at this.

A working list of all the cleanup sites

from the Environmental Protection Agency.

And guess what? Smallville is not on it.

Clark..

...you look horrible.

It's my allergies.

You never said anything about being allergic to anything.

Uh, they always kick up when he's in the country.

Real bad this time of year.

Oh, well, I tried to warn him

about those amber waves of grain.

I better get right on this. You feel better.

Are you coming?

Go on. I'll just be a minute.

You feel normal.

I am...normal.

So everything's okay, right?

Everything's okay.

So let's go.

'It seems that this site'

'is not on the E.P.A. list.'

We can match paperwork if you wanna do that.

This is our certificate granting access

to E.P.A. Super Fund status.

This is the property rights waiver.

'This is our authorization from Smallville City Hall'

and this is the updated list of what you have.

See?

There's Smallville right there.

She's right, Lois.

Can I look at that?

It always takes Washington about six weeks

to figure out what the people in the field are up to.

'I can make a call if you'd like.'

'Do that.'

'And while you're at it, we definitely'

'need to speak to Mr. Irig.'

I told you, he's been relocated during the disruption.

But you didn't tell us where.

Because I don't know.

- Probably one of the motels. - Well, I doubt that.

Most of the rooms around here book up

months in advance.

Or maybe you haven't heard of the famous

Smallville Corn Festival.

The government has pull.

I'll bet it does.

Grab the top.

- They're back. - And?

I think they believe me, but they wanna see Irig.

Tell them he'll be in touch.

Look, If I'm gonna be involved in this

I need to know what's at stake in order to do my job.

Fair enough.

I have reason to believe there's a very important meteorite

here in Smallville.

Meteorite?

Why do you need to keep it such a secret?

This, Ms. Sherman.

This was retrieved from Smallville, Kansas, 1966

'not far from here.'

The meteorite probably landed

at the same time

but it wasn't discovered till this recent storm.

Follow me so far? Good.

It's reasonable to assume that this meteorite

is probably from the same planet as Superman.

The planet Krypton.

It's all right here.

'"Not of earthly origin, periodic element 126.'

"Emits an extremely high band radiation that doesn't seem

to affect humans."

However, it's my theory

That if a Kryptonian is exposed to any piece of this material..

...for any length of time, the result could be lethal.

But why kill Superman? He hasn't done anything hostile.

His existence is hostile.

'He's the advance man.'

The public relations guy.

He's here to soften us up for the hordes to come.

Now, do you understand?

Alright, four hours at City Hall

and all we know is that in 20 years there were no permits

and no citations issued on the Irig property.

What's the matter?

"Don't mind my friend Lois.

She's from Metropolis"?

You were coming off a bit intense.

Intensity might be a crime in Smallville

but in Metropolis it's a survival skill.

- Clark Kent? Hi! - Hey.

Your mother said you were here for the Daily Planet.

- Hm-mmm. - So, uh, this must be Lois?

How'd you guess?

I'm Maisie.

How's the writing coming?

I just love to read a good romance novel.

I must've accidentally mentioned it

to my mother who might have..

Accidentally told the whole town.

Oh, that's just Smallville for you, honey.

Everybody knows everything about everybody else.

Then why haven't I heard any dirt on Clark here?

Oh, with Clark here, what you see is what you get.

'Here you go. Back in a jiff.'

"What you see is what you get."

Ow!

I'm bleeding.

Haven't you ever had a paper cut before?

Not that I can remember.

Put it in your mouth and suck on it.

Oh. Sorry.

Lois Lane. Mr. Irig, where are you?

'I-I think I'm somewhere outside of Salt Lake City.'

Salt Lake City?

'Well, I..'

...just got in my Winnebago

and decided to go visit my sister.

I've been on the road so long

I hardly know where I am.

Mr. Irig, I'm gonna put you on with Clark Kent.

He sounds weird.

Hello, Wayne, uh, can I have a number

where I can call you back?

Uh, I-I don't see one here.

I, uh, I-I'm in a truck stop.

Uh, well, what did the E.P.A. guys tell you

about the work they're doing on your property?

Just that they needed to do some digging.

'Wayne, is everything okay?'

Yeah, there's-there's no problem.

Uh, looks like somebody else needs to use the phone.

Goodbye, Clark.

But wait, Wayne, I..

Salt Lake City?

That's where he said he was calling from.

He could've been anywhere.

Let's go mingle and see what we can see.

'And the winner of husking corn..'

So you haven't seen him? Thanks.

That girl never stops working, does she?

Maybe those Feds will look for a while up at Irig's

and just give up.

Then she'll give up.

We've got to get you to a doctor.

That's all there is to it.

Mom, what is a doctor gonna do?

I'm fine now.

Fine, but I'm normal.

Normal for Earth.

This is Earth. Normal could be good.

I think you're both jumping the gun.

You can't go all your life with powers and then poof

they just disappear.

Well, it's happened, dad. Here, I'll show you.

Congratulations there, big fellow.

Go ring the bell and win a prize.

- Here you go. - Okay, go.

Here goes.

- Want another shot? - Uh, no, thanks.

Maybe you should try corn husking.

What is this?

When in Smallville..

You can really do this.

Last year, I had a girlfriend who convinced me

it was a great way to meet guys.

- Was it? - Define guys.

Okay, Clark, let's make this a day to remember.

- Oh, no. - Take another turn.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Can I try that again? - Okay.

Okay, that was very close. One more. Here you go.

Alright.

Oh! Oh!

Oh!

You did it!

You get your choice.

Hmm..

Oh..

You know, Clark, I don't think I've ever seen you

so.. I don't know, so relaxed.

So sort of just Clark.

That's who I am. Clark.

Chief?

The rain forest, Jimmy.

The sounds of nature promote harmony

in all living things.

There are no animals with high blood pressure.

Still stressing, huh?

Stressing?

I'm not stressing.

What do you want?

- Clark's on the phone. - What? Give me that.

Kent, what you got for me?

'Uh, not much, chief. Lois probably oughta head back.'

'I can wrap up.'

Uh, Clark, hold on a minute.

'Lois, is that you?'

Something tells me we got a big one here.

Really? Oh! Uh, hold on a minute.

Kent, now you, uh, talked this over with Lois?

- Yeah. - She agrees with you?

Well, you know Lois, anything she puts time into

she expects to be a big story.

I see. Oh. Uh, hang on a minute.

Lois, you and Kent, you discuss this

and, well, he's with you?

Well, you know Clark, he hasn't had enough experience yet

to know when somebody's feeding him a line.

I see.

Look, I'm gonna call you right back.

Kent, I'm gonna get right back to you.

- Who were you-- - Talking to?

Jimmy, I gotta get a photographer

down there right away.

- 'Ready, Chief.' - Oh!

- Where's Johnson? - Uh, Utah.

- I got it, I got it. Sevens? - Winnipeg, sir.

Oh, photographers! Just when you need one, you can't find one.

Maybe there's a new guy looking for an opportunity.

Oh, no, no, Jimmy. I can't take the chance.

Somebody had to take a chance on you once.

Alright, alright, you go, but don't blow it.

Thanks, chief.

You're welcome.

Jimmy!

Don't you ever, ever...hug me again.

So, what exactly is our plan?

You sound like one of those people that has to have

their whole life worked out

before they can live it.

So you don't have a plan.

- Of course I have a plan. - Let's hear it.

As soon as I figure it out, I'll let you know.

Okay, here's the plan.

We know that whatever they say they're doing

'is not what they're actually doing.'

So we'll just stay here until we see them doing it.

We should've brought some lunch.

Great plan.

If you have a better one, speak up.

Freeze!

There goes the picnic.

Just in case you were wondering, this wasn't in the plan.

I had a hunch.

Who are you guys? Who do you work for?

Do you know who we are?

So many questions..

'...and from someone in such a precarious position.'

Trask! What are you doing in Smallville?

Now here I was just wondering the same thing about you.

Our newspaper sent us to investigate an E.P.A. cleanup.

You're not here for your environmental virtue

any more than I am.

You know it and I know it.

What've you done with Wayne Irig?

Let him go.

Yes, you see, small-town ties mean a lot.

Any other man would've given up his contact in a minute.

But this man, this man took sodium pentothal

'a couple of-of broken fingers and he still wouldn't talk.'

Then it came to me.

Let him go.

You're not as clever as you think you are.

I knew she was a fake all along.

Really? How?

Too competent for the government.

'How'd you get into this, Sherman?'

You know, you are really starting to get on my nerves.

Get her out of my sight, now, please.

Did they recruit you or did they tell you

you'd be working for the government?

- Come on. - 'Shut up.'

'Instead you're just a thug.'

Is that what you wanted out of your life, to be a thug?

- Lois! - Relax, Kent.

My business is with you.

I'm gonna make a little deal with you, Clark

trusting your stay in Metropolis has put some sense in your head.

You give up the alien and I will let you live.

What makes you think that I would do that even if I could?

Because Superman came to Smallville

about the same time you were born.

There has to be a connection.

Now, tell me and live.

There's nothing to tell.

I'm learning all of this for the first time right now.

I'm trying to save humanity from an alien invader.

You have no proof of that, Trask.

Alright.

There's another possibility.

Perhaps this alien has taken over your mind.

Perhaps he has infused you with his power.

Nobody has infused me with power

and nobody has taken over my mind.

We've got a location on Irig.

He's heading down the access road

'to the home of a Jonathan Kent.'

Clark, why didn't you tell me this was a family affair?

I don't know what to do with it.

And I can't give it to anybody.

And I sure as heck don't want to keep this thing

anywhere near Clark.

Sometimes I don't understand why things happen.

How all his life he's always talked about being normal.

Now he is.

It's what he says he wants.

- But it doesn't seem to be-- - No, Martha.

It just doesn't feel right, because..

...Clark is not normal.

Normal for him is being super.

Until I opened this box.

Jonathan, it's Wayne Irig.

Wayne?

Wayne. Oh, my God, man, look at you.

What did they do to you?

We got a problem, Jonathan. A bad one.

Okay. Alright.

I'm with you, Wayne. Just calm down.

Martha, get a doctor.

No, no! No, I'm alright.

There's men at my place, men with guns.

And they're looking for that rock that I gave you.

We have got to get to the police, now.

Wayne, we've been friends for years.

- 'You trust me, don't you?' - Sure.

Then believe me, that green rock is dangerous

but we can't call the police

'and we can't let those men have it.'

What do you mean, dangerous? What does it do?

Well, it makes some people sick. That's all I know.

So, no more red tape, you and me, we're gonna go get it

and destroy it right now.

Somehow.

I don't think so.

Your situation grows desperate, Mr. Kent.

I now have your parents.

But who I want is Superman!

'Now, you want to save them'

'you tell me what I want to know.'

A trade.

You have to promise to let them go.

I do. I do, I absolutely give you my word.

I'm Superman.

Really, Trask, I'm Superman.

Are you, now?

Wait, no! Trask, no!

'That was fear, Kent.'

Real fear.

Superman doesn't fear guns.

Nice try.

But I want the real thing.

Sheriff!

- Sheriff, we got an emergency. - Over here.

Hank, put this car somewhere legal, okay?

Well, if it's an emergency, you better start talking fast.

Okay, right, there's this guy, his name is Trask.

He thinks there are U.F.O.'s. I mean, there are U.F.O.'s.

But this guy collects them, anyway, he's here in Smallville

and he's got my friends and if we don't to save them now

they're gonna be toast.

Do you know how to call the army?

The National Guard? We're gonna need some kind of helicopter.

You're not from around here, are you?

My name is Jimmy Olsen, I'm from Metropolis

with the Daily Planet and my friends--

- Clark Kent? - And Lois Lane.

Oh, her.

The guy that's got them, he could do anything.

- Alright, get in. - Uh, sorry.

'Did Clark ever mention me?'

They want you to help with the equipment.

Social call or business?

You talk like someone who doesn't understand

the trouble she's in.

I bet I understand better than you do.

I can't talk to you.

Why not? Trask is probably gonna kill me anyway.

Of course, that will make you an accessory to murder.

Look, he's got your friend's parents..

...and he's gonna make it look

'like a fire burned the place down.'

What about Clark?

Trask thinks he knows

how to find Superman.

He found some rock here that he thinks can kill him.

- Can it? - I doubt it.

But Trask thinks it can.

Does this thing work?

Just remember..

...you give your lives in the cause of humanity.

'Base to Unit One.'

Unit One. Go ahead, base.

'I got a woman on the line, she's talking about U.F.O.'s'

'kidnappings, something about Wayne Irig'

'and the Daily Planet and Superman.'

- 'I think it's a prank.' - Uh, no, put her through.

- Go ahead, Lois. - Sheriff.

You have to get to the home of Jonathan

and Martha Kent right away.

I think their lives are in danger.

Copy that, but we're on our way to the Irig property

to check out the trouble there first.

Forget it, that's where I am. Everyone else is gone.

'Get to the Kents' now.'

- Lois, it's Jimmy. - Jimmy!

Look, I don't know exactly what's going on

but I think Superman's in danger, too.

We have to find a way to warn him.

Do you have any ideas?

I got one, but it's kind of a long shot.

Try anything.

Come on, big guy.

I promise to ask nice later

but just this once.

I'm back.

Superman's back.

Clark, behind you.

Just a minute.

Don't take another step.

Those are fighting words, Mr. Kent.

Or should I call you Superman?

Secret identity, now, that's very clever.

You're going to prison, Trask.

For murder, for kidnapping, for abuse of power.

Oh, but I'll tell everyone your little secret.

I don't care. This ends now.

I agree.

The question is, for whom?

You think you're better than humans, don't you?

Flying around, so perfect and superior.

Well, those days are over now, aren't they?

- You're wrong. - No.

As it happens, you are wrong.

It's over now and I have won, and this little piece of home..

...is going to be the death of you, Superman.

Unfortunately, I won't be able to stay for the services.

No!

Very brave...and very foolish.

Go.

Now, who goes first?

You?

Or the human traitors who sheltered you all these years?

Go on, kill me.

I want to kill you, Superman.

That's not how I work.

'Clark.'

Clark!

"And in the end

"Jason Trask's obsession caused him to search

"for a mystical rock

"he alone imbued with destructive powers

"and to confuse one reporter

"with the target of his fixation, Superman.

'"He came to see this strange visitor from another planet'

"where he was not, and to see enemies where there were none.

'It was an obsession that for Jason Trask would prove fatal."'

You know, I've been in the newspaper business 35 years.

This is the damnedest story I've ever seen.

You should've been there.

Here is a man who is so far around the bend

he started beating on Clark to get to Superman.

Well, you know, Clark, I usually advise my reporters

to stay clear of their stories, don't get involved.

But since you got into a fight with this nutcase, Trask

well, I'm just happy you came out on top.

- Thanks, chief. - Too bad this didn't work.

Don't give up on it. Superman was in Metropolis.

We were in Smallville.

Now, you sure you don't wanna

share the byline on this one?

Uh, yeah, chief. I'm too close to it.

I'd like Lois to tell it the way she sees it.

Well, Lois, then I only got one note for you.

Now, this rock that Trask convinced himself

could hurt Superman, what's it called?

Called? You want a name?

Nobody can even find it.

Even the sample that Irig sent

to the lab, disappeared.

I don't know if it ever even existed anywhere

but in Trask's mind.

Even so, this copy would sing a lot sweeter

if you gave it a name.

Well, Trask thought it came from the planet Krypton.

I don't know.

- Kryptonium? - Sounds good to me.

Wait. It's a meteorite, right? What about kryptonite?

Okay, you two fight it out.

You are always editing my copy.

Okay, next time, you fight the bad guy.

- And I'll write the story. - Okay, kryptonite.

So, CK, now that you won the big thrill in Smallville..

'...how you feelin'?'

I'm feeling...super.