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Nice!

Thanks.

Not your game, huh?

Ha ha.

I'm gonna go get another bucket.

- Oi! - Ugh.

Sorry.

I noticed you're bending your left elbow.

Why don't you try keeping it straight?

Thanks.

And be sure to get a good shoulder turn.

I appreciate this.

Don't be afraid to hit the ball.

The ball's not gonna hit you back.

Got it.

How was that?

Better.

How did you get this interview?

He called me.

- Uh, what a coup. - Vincent Winninger.

- The mad scientist? - He's not mad. He's eccentric.

You're going to interview Vincent Winninger?

Yes.

Well, that explains the vain attempt to look sexy.

Lois, be careful.

Vincent Winninger is a notorious--

Wolf, womanizer.

Maybe I should go with you.

Maybe you shouldn't.

Wait a minute.

Are you planning to exploit your femininity?

To get the story of one of the strangest

and most reclusive scientists of our time?

You bet.

- Nice picture. - You're late.

Power has made you very impatient.

You should try to relax.

I'll relax when Winninger's no longer a problem.

He called me.

He's threatening to talk to the media.

Let him. Who's going to believe that bag of wind?

He has proof.

I need you to get it back for me.

And I need you to see to it that he's in no condition

to talk to anybody about anything.

You were lovers. Are you sure?

That was a long time ago, Edmund.

He's nothing but a memory now, getting dimmer every day.

Hmm. This can't be worth it. Can it?

He can stop me from taking over the consortium.

If he does that..

...we lose our business opportunity.

We're talking about billions of dollars here, Edmund.

Erase him.

Scientists, philosophers, historians, hippies. Ha!

Elimont Center, the intellectual commune

named after..

I don't remember who he named it after. Do you?

Whoever he was you can bet he was obscure.

And these, uh, theatrical photos?

The commune had a theater group.

Isn't that...Frank Sinatra?

Uh...no. That's Sebastian Finn.

Mr. Makeup we called him.

He could make himself look like anyone.

His Bette Davis was...remarkable.

- What happened to him? - I don't know.

He sort of disappeared.

His makeup was better than his acting.

- Is this-- - Yes.

'Barbara Trevino.'

She's come a long way. From radical hippie to--

To chairperson of the Rainforest Consortium.

Well, not until Tuesday

and we're going to change all that.

We?

Yes. You and me.

That's why you're here, Miss Lane.

Did you know that I spent several years

living with an Amazonian tribe?

"The Life And Times" of Vincent Winninger.

In this play, Barbara Trevino has a leading role.

- She's the femme fatale. - Oh.

You're a very good-looking woman.

Oh, thank you.

How do you feel about increased male potency?

What?

Dr. Winninger, I know that your reputation with women

is only exceeded by your scientific one

but I think we should keep this meeting purely professional.

Precisely.

What am I missing here?

Barbara Trevino is going to sell all of us

and the Ozone layer straight down the river

and destroy our chances for increased male potency.

I guess the '60s were pretty good to you.

Hear me out. It'll all become clear.

Would you like some iced tea?

- No, thank you. Ah! - Oh, I'm so sorry.

Oh, that's so..

- I'm terribly sorry. - Really, it's fine.

- I can get it myself. - I'm very sorry.

Uh-huh.

I'll be right back. God.

You're back early.

No.

No!

Oh, Superman, where are you when I need you?

I don't know.

It's like I can sense when someone's in trouble.

It goes beyond my superpowers.

It's almost psychic.

Especially if it's someone that I know well

or someone that I'm close to.

'One at a time, please.'

One at a time, please.

Superman, how far can you see, really?

Pretty far.

I can usually see when trouble's coming.

Maybe you could make a deal with 911.

Or maybe they could shine a light in the sky

so you know when you're needed.

That's really stupid.

Don't any of you have some questions

for our other guests?

Yes. Superman, do you have a girlfriend?

- 'Operator.' - This is Lois Lane.

I want to report a murder.

"Only minutes before his death

"Dr. Winninger produced diaries

"which he claimed contained evidence

"that would abort the impending induction

of Barbara Trevino into the Rainforest Consortium."

Barbara Trevino's en route to Metropolis now.

She's got a meeting at the Trade Center tomorrow.

She doesn't want to write this.

Why doesn't she want to write it, chief?

- 'Because I can't print it.' - You can't?

No. She doesn't have the diaries.

I may not have the diaries, but he told me what was in them

and I do have this one notebook.

But, uh, you know, it looks like Greek to me.

That's because it is Greek.

Here, Jimmy. Check it out.

'Now, look, Lois.'

A verbal statement's not worth the paper it's printed on.

You follow what I'm saying here?

Without the diaries, you don't have anything to check out.

I hope one of the parts you trim back is this

where it says the killer took the diary.

- He did take them. - Yeah.

But how would you know that unless you were there?

- I was there. - Yeah.

But the killer doesn't know that unless you tell him.

I-I'm not telling him, I mean, not exactly.

Oh! And change this.

"Minutes before his death" to "Later in the day"

just to be on the safe side.

How about the part that says the man was dead?

- Can I keep that? Is that okay? - Where are you going?

I'm going back to Dr. Winninger's house.

If I stay here any longer, I won't have any of my story left.

- I'll go with you. - Clark, this is my story.

Forget about the story, Lois.

I just want to make sure you're okay.

I just spent five hours with the police

and they didn't mention me needing a bodyguard.

And if I did need one, and I mean this in the nicest way

you would not be my first choice.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

Well, he's right about one thing

until I get that diary translated

I don't have a story.

- Oh! - Oh.

- Sorry. - What are you doing?

- I'm going with you. - Oh, Clark.

- Whoa! - Ugh!

Aah! Ohh!

- Alright. Who sent you? - Chill, dude.

- Who sent you? - Sent me to do what?

Clark, let him go.

How could anybody have sent him? My story's not even out yet.

Yeah. Her story's not even out yet.

Like, what story?

Jeez, later, dude. Lay off the amino acids.

Come on.

See, that's him.

Did I mention don't touch anything, Lois?

- Moi? - Thank you.

Sergeant needs to see you.

'Thank you, doctor.'

- Got what you need? - Yeah, yeah.

Come on down. Let me talk to you for a second.

- That's him. - Who?

That's the killer, inspector.

- Don't let him go. - What?

The man that killed Dr. Winninger.

I saw you. I was in the powder room.

This is Dr. Hubert, Dr. Winninger's associate.

I don't care who he is, I saw him kill

Dr. Winninger this morning.

I was in Washington, D.C. this morning.

Did anybody see you there?

The 30 or 40 men and women

who attended the national science council meeting

'and heard my presentation'

including the Vice President of the United States.

I'd call that an alibi, wouldn't you, Lois?

Huh? Come on, doctor. Sorry about that.

So you made a mistake. It happens.

I did not make a mistake. He looked just like him.

I asked Jimmy to track down Dr. Hubert

but he's disappeared without a trace.

Okay, let's start over.

Why would somebody kill Winninger

and then go into the bathroom and clean up?

Who knows? Maybe he wanted to wash the blood off his hands

or maybe he's compulsive about germs like Howard Hughes.

Well, here we are. Thank you very much.

Hey, w-we're not there yet, when I walk a woman home

she gets door-to-door service.

- Lois! - Ah!

- Clark. - Stay down!

That hurt!

Lois, you don't come sneaking up on somebody at a time like this.

- Time like what? - Somebody tried to kill you.

- Yes. You. - No.

What's in your hand?

- What? - What are you hiding?

- Nothing. - Let me see the other hand.

- Let me see the other hand. - Nothing. See?

Maybe I better stay with you tonight.

- Nice try, Kent. - But, uh..

Somebody just took a shot at you.

Clark, first of all what you heard

was a motorcycle backfiring

and second, why would anybody want to kill me?

Well, obviously, the killer thinks

that you can identify him.

I barely got a glimpse at him.

And the man that I thought did it, didn't.

Yeah, but the killer doesn't know that.

And third, the only danger to me out there

was caused by guess who.

Somebody who saved your life today?

- That was earlier. - Yes.

But I did save it, you admit that.

Yes, but you were wrong about somebody trying to kill me.

- You admit that. - Yes.

But this time somebody was trying to kill you.

If you were wrong this afternoon

why should I believe you were right now?

Because, I am.

So, what you're saying is

you saved my life twice today?

Yes.

Do you know the odds against that?

Who cares about the odds?

- Clark? - What?

Goodbye.

Come on, Clark.

What am I doing now? He's got me paranoid.

Would you like to come in?

If I were you, I'd wanna know

what I was doing outside your window.

Just hanging around?

You ran into Clark, he told you I was in danger

and I wouldn't let him bodyguard me.

Am I right?

Yes.

So Clark asked you to be my bodyguard?

Why not just knock on the door?

I thought it would be better if I stayed inconspicuous.

I'd change tailors

if you're gonna go for the undercover look.

Well, that's why you should let Clark keep you company.

Are you, um...staying for dinner?

Uh, no, thank you, I have some errands to run

but I'll come back.

Errands. That's funny.

I-I never think of Superman having to run errands.

Well, I do have a life, you know.

Really? What kind of life?

Well, tonight, a neighborhood-watch meeting.

Tomorrow, prison.

That's cute.

I mean, I guess.

Well, I better be going. You'll be okay?

Uh, sure. I'll be fine.

You know, you better be careful.

'If the killer reads between the lines of your story'

'and realizes that you were there--'

You read my work?

Always.

Oh...let me get this.

Oh.

Lock your doors ...and windows.

I promise.

Mm. He reads my work.

'Okay, thanks. I'll try back later. Alright'

Oh, you're in awfully early.

Twenty four hours, round the clock

at your service, chief.

- Jimmy. - Yeah, chief?

Don't suck up. I don't like it.

'Now, why are you here?'

Winninger's notebook.

It contains some kind of scientific formula.

Star Labs broke it down, but they don't know

what its purpose is.

Anything else?

A map, um, which appears to be

a large section of the Brazilian rainforest.

Oh, now what would some formula

and the Brazilian rainforest have to do with Barbara Trevino?

I don't know.

Alright. Well, give this info to Lois

and tell her I said to get on it right away.

Right.

- Oh, and, uh, Jimmy. - Yeah?

There's nothing wrong with a...little sucking up.

Right.

Chief.

Better.

'It's the Metro radio morning show.'

'Ladies and gentlemen, king of the airwaves'

'Harold Stein!'

'Alright. Very good, very good.'

'This is Harold Stein. I am king of the airwaves.'

'And at my right is my queen, Rowena.'

'Rowena, today, we're going to talk'

'to the FCC gentleman.'

Oh, no.

Lazy nincompoop.

I tell them, hey, go for it, but they don't listen.

What, here it is. It costs two times as much more, eh?

Oh.

Mrs. Tracewski? This is Lois Lane in 105.

Oh, you know already.

Well, how long do you think that'll be?

Oh, that long. Tsk.

Well, yeah, as soon as possible. Thank you.

Mr. Tracewski.

Your wife said it would be a couple of hours.

I mean, not that I'm complaining, as you can see

the water's not exactly working. I've not been able to..

Um, Mr. Tracewski, are-are you alright?

Aah!

Ah! Hyah!

Let go! Let her go now.

Lois.

- Clark. Clark. - It's okay.

It's alright, it's alright. It's alright.

I couldn't breathe.

- That nice Mr. Tracewski-- - No, no, no. It wasn't him.

It must've been somebody else.

I saw the real Mr. Tracewski leave.

- He tried to kill me. - Oh..

- I'll find him. - No!

Please don't leave me.

Okay, I won't.

I'm here. I'm right here. I'm right here.

- Lois, are you okay? - I'm fine.

Well, what are you doing here?

I work here. I have a job to do.

Well, your job ain't gonna be worth the sweat

flying off an Elvis imitator if you end up dead.

Now, can't you talk some sense into her?

- I'm hoarse from trying, chief. - Look..

Apparently the killer can find me anywhere

and can look like anyone, so I'm probably safer

around a lot of people I know.

I don't think you're gonna be safe until we can find

this Mr. I-can-make-myself-up- to-look-like--

Isn't that Frank Sinatra?

Uh, no. Mr. Makeup we called him.

He could make himself look like anyone.

Mr. Makeup. Jimmy!

'I want you to find me everything you can'

especially the whereabouts of a, uh..

What was his name? Uh...Sebastian Finn.

- Who? - Who?

Winninger, Finn, and Barbara Trevino

were all in the same photo. That's a connection.

Then why would Finn kill Winninger

and what does any of this have to do with Barbara Trevino?

That's what we're gonna find out.

- Taxi. - 'Taxi!'

This is very creepy.

Hello, taxi!

Don't you think this is creepy?

'Taxi!'

Finn could be anybody.

Anybody you see could be somebody else.

It's a global village now

and we at the Rainforest Consortium

have to act accordingly.

Dr. Trevino, how does it feel to be the first woman

to hold this post?

Well, I don't officially hold it for two days

but, at the risk of being premature

it feels great.

Dr. Trevino, concerning the death

of Dr. Vincent Winninger--

Dr. Winninger was a brilliant scientist

and a very dear friend of mine for many years.

I was shocked and saddened by his death.

How do you feel about the ozone layer?

What about increased male potency?

- Who are you? - Lois lane, "Daily Planet."

Well, Miss Lane, I, I find your sense of humor odd

'to say the least, and totally inappropriate.'

Ladies and gentlemen, I suggest that this might be a good time

to conclude this press conference.

Thank you all very much for coming.

Well, that was bold, Lois.

Not very bright, but definitely very, very bold.

Did you see the look on her face?

She knew exactly what I was talking about

even if I didn't.

Well, now we'll never get to her.

Miss Lane, I am Dr. Trevino's administrative assistant.

She wishes me to tell you that she will discuss

whatever you like, privately.

Uh, well, I-I'm here with Mr. Kent.

I'm sorry. Just you, she said.

You understand.

She wants to talk woman to woman

sort of a sisterhood thing.

Oh, we understand completely, but I'm still going with her.

Right this way.

This way, please.

Lois!

Hyah!

Ah!

Is this guy cool, or what?

Hey, if you can't stand the heat..

You gotta love that guy.

Superman had to run, or, fly.

I told him we'd wait for the police.

Sebastian Finn, I presume.

Why did you kill Dr. Winninger?

His Rosencrantz was atrocious.

'So why come after me?'

You could identify me.

- No, I couldn't. - Well..

That's the way it goes sometimes.

How does Barbara Trevino fit into this?

Maybe you'll talk to the police.

Not likely.

'Superman may be the Man of Steel'

but I have a will of iron.

Ugh! I hate actors.

Sebastian Finn.

- Winninger. - Dr. Hubert.

You first.

According to the police, Sebastian Finn

wasn't just moonlighting when he killed Winninger.

They think he's been a successful hit man for years.

I guess he finally made his ability

to disguise himself as anyone pay off.

I can top that, I just talked to the dean

of the philosophy department at Metropolis University.

He used to be a member of the Elimont Commune.

He knew Winninger, Finn, and Trevino way back then.

Apparently, it was a regular Peyton place.

Winninger and Trevino used to be a couple.

- But then he dumped her. - Why?

He felt that she wasn't living up to the ideals

that they all believed in.

But then Finn and Trevino got together.

They eventually split, but they still keep in contact.

Well, I can top that, I found Dr. Hubert

'and he'll talk to us tomorrow.'

That's great.

But we still don't know the connection

between increased male potency

the rainforest, and Barbara Trevino.

Oh, the police questioned her, she has an airtight alibi.

Of course she was getting into her limo.

She claims to have no knowledge of the attempt on my life.

It'd be really nice if I could talk to her myself.

Yeah. Good luck on that one.

Well, back to work.

You ready to call it a night?

Uh, not quite. I've a little more work to do.

I'll wait.

Clark, there's no need. Finn's in jail. I'll be fine.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

And don't be hanging around outside waiting for me.

I don't plan on seeing you till tomorrow.

Okay. Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Lois Lane.

'Hi, Lois.'

'Barbara Trevino here.'

Uh, I missed you after the press conference.

No, I believe it was I who missed you.

You want to tell me what this is all about?

I think I'd like to tell you when I see you

and that should be soon.

'Very soon.'

Uh..

- Hi, Clark. - This is a surprise.

How about a smoothie? It'll only take a second.

Uh, I'm not thirsty.

Lois, what's wrong?

Um..

I, I don't want you to take this the wrong way..

Uh, it's just that, uh..

What?

Well, I guess that I-I would just feel

a lot better if I could, uh..

Stay here tonight?

Yeah.

Okay.

Clark, you can drop the Kevin Costner

protecting Whitney Houston bit.

We're in the Planet. I think we're safe now.

I'm putting on extra security.

Nobody gets in or out of this building

without special ID.

Well, excuse me for caring.

I love it that you care.

Hubert's waiting for you in Winninger's study.

- What, he won't come here? - Unh-unh.

He's afraid to come out after what happened

with Winninger.

I assume you're coming with me.

I assumed I would go alone.

It's still my story, Clark.

You are really high maintenance, you know that?

But I'm worth it.

During the time Vincent spent in the Amazon

one of the discoveries he made

was a rare plant, which when correctly harvested

and processed, increased male potency.

So his prowess with the ladies wasn't all God-given.

- Correct. - Better sex through science.

Hmm, why not?

He also discovered vast mineral deposits

beneath areas of the rainforest

which are currently protected by law.

How does Barbara Trevino fit into all of this?

Barbara knew of Vincent's discoveries and research

and tried to convince him

they should be exploited for their commercial value.

'He turned her down cold.'

Wait a minute.

This is the background sheet

they handed out on Trevino at the press conference.

Here we go, "Barbara Trevino is among other things

on the board of directors of Hobbs Mining."

Extensive mining operations

in protected areas of the rainforest

would constitute an ecological disaster.

'Winninger knew that.'

The plant he discovered was just

one of the many potential treasures

hidden deep in the rainforest, waiting to be discovered

for the eventual good of all mankind.

He devoted his life to preserving that resource.

Anything on Hobbs Mining?

Oh, they're being pretty closed-mouthed.

What Ben Bradlee used to call non-denial denials.

You gonna be okay?

Sure.

I've got my protector over there.

Oh, brother.

Well, you be careful, you hear?

Mmm.

- Goodnight. - Night.

I suppose it would be foolish to ask if you're ready to go.

Uh, not just yet. I have a little more--

More work to do.

I want you to promise me that you won't

leave before I get back.

- Where are you going? - To look for Barbara Trevino.

What makes you think you can find a woman

everyone else is looking for and no one can find?

I have my ways.

'Now do you promise that you won't leave?'

Do you want it in blood?

Okay, good.

But I also don't want you here alone.

I'll stick around.

Really, I don't mind.

Okay.

What?

I'll be back to pick you up in a little while.

- Stay. - Go.

Jimmy, how about a cup of coffee?

Sure, I'd love one.

Oh!

I'll be right back.

You scared me.

Are you looking for something?

I found it.

Now tell me where the notebook is.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I knew Winninger was about to expose

my true motivation in wanting to be appointed chairperson

of the Rainforest Consortium.

'Because from there'

it would be easy for me to grant Hobbs

the exclusive strip-mining licenses they needed

to exploit the area.

So I called on our old friend Finn

'to eliminate him, but Finn left a loose end.'

- Me. - And the notebook.

'Now where is it?'

There's nothing in that notebook

but Winninger's processing formula

for the male potency plant.

Well, then I guess I went to a lot of trouble

for nothing, didn't I?

But with the strip-mining proceeding as we speak

and with you eliminated--

Jimmy!

Ah! Oh!

Fancy bumping into you here, Ms. Trevino.

Cutting it a little close, there, aren't you, big fella?

Are you alright?

I am, but Hobbs Mining is about to start clear-cutting

'thousands of acres of Brazilian rainforest.'

Thanks, Jimmy.

- Big story, huh? - Hmm.

You must've been terrified.

It was a little scary.

You want to talk scary?

I covered the governor's wife's speech today

at the museum volunteers luncheon.

Her dress, that was scary.

Hey, but..

...you can tell me.

You were really scared, right?

- Like I said, a little. - A lot.

- Little. - Lot.

Why is it so important to you

that I admit how scared I was?

It just makes you more human, alright?

Okay, I write as well as you do.

'I am vastly more fun at parties'

but you are the star here.

The chief's little favorite.

In on all the action.

'Oh, oh, and when you get in trouble'

look who's hanging around to come to the rescue

not only a cute guy, but also a God in a cape.

- But-- - No, no, no, no!

You asked. I'm answering.

Lois.

You have something

the rest of us just don't have, alright?

So, it would be nice for once, just-just once

that you could admit you have bad days

and-and problems and fears

just like the rest of us.

'Cat.'

I was a lot scared.

Superman got there on time.

All mining operations have been suspended

and the authorities are cleaning house

at the Rainforest Consortium.

Guess everything's back to normal.

Sorry I took so long.

Anything happened while I was gone?

- Not a thing. - Not a thing.

Come on.

Where are we going?

I thought you might wanna walk me home.

I thought you didn't need a bodyguard.

Who said anything about a bodyguard?