All language subtitles for Lois & Clark S04E06

Here on Metro 103,
the heartbeat of Metropolis.

So far, between your stuff
and my stuff...

...we've got two coffee pots, two irons,
two toasters, two blenders...

...and two Crock-Pots. I don't
even know what a Crock-Pot does.

It takes up room and collects dust.

I'd have this whole room wallpapered
in about three seconds, if I could just...

No, no. Just do it
the old-fashioned way.

According to Newlywed Magazine...

...these projects are important
to the bonding process.

Somehow, when I think of
newlyweds bonding...

...wallpaper is not the first thing
that comes to mind.

Oh, Clark, this is so exciting.

Our first place.

Maybe we can finally settle down
and start acting like a normal couple.

- Hello?
- Lois Lane, Elroy Sykes.

How you doing?
I hear you got hitched.

Sykes. I thought you were in...

Prison? No, I just got paroled.

But listen, don't worry,
I'm willing to let bygones be bygones.

- Great, have a nice life.
- No, no. Wait a second.

I know who dusted Big Mo Zabrinski,
plus I know how it went down.

I got it from a bunkmate on the inside.

- I'm listening.
- You want more...

...meet me in Centennial Park.

And don't forget my lunch money.

She's coming, professor.

Of course she is.

The great Lois Lane could never pass up
a scoop like this.

- You know what to do, right?
- Yeah.

Get Lane to threaten me
so we can blackmail her.

- Piece of cake.
- Very good.

Memo to self, cut Sykes in
for a bigger piece of the cake.

- I'm gonna go with you.
- I'll be fine.

Sykes has been a source for years.
He's kind of squirrelly.

- If he sees anyone else, he'll bolt.
- Then I'll just hide in the bushes.

I just don't want you to go alone.

Clark, honey, you're not suggesting
I stop following my own leads...

...just because we're married, are you?

- No, but...
- Good.

I'll be back soon.

It's third and 12 for Metropolis...

... with the ball resting
on the 27-yard line.

Long is back to pass.

Sgriccia is open.

He fires to Sgriccia.

He's going all the way.

Touchdown!

Sykes.

Glad you could make it.

Hey, hey, wait a minute.

- Hey, relax, Lois. It's not loaded.
- It's for demonstration purposes only.

Guns aren't something
to fool around with.

Afraid you're gonna break a nail?

Want me to show how Big Mo
was offed, right?

Listen. Okay, okay, okay.
So I'm Big Mo, right?

Six feet, 5 inches of repressed anger
and body odor.

You're the guy whose facial features
I'm gonna rearrange for ratting on me.

Do you wanna keep the gun up higher,
please? Thank you very much.

Surprise, surprise, all of a sudden,
he's not so tough anymore.

- He starts pleading for his life.
- Memo to self, cancel previous memo.

Hasta la vista, baby.

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Miss Lane, why did you kill him?
Why did you do it?

- Lois.
- How about a statement?

Clark, thank God!

It's all right, it's her husband.

Sykes was reenacting Zabrinski's murder,
and then the gun just went off.

- By itself. I didn't even touch the trigger.
- It's okay, we'll get through this.

Mr. District Attorney,
care to make a statement?

What's the DA doing here?

The DA's here because he takes
murder very seriously, Mr. Kent.

Murder? There wasn't even
a clip in the gun.

This is ridiculous.
She's innocent and you know it.

Do I?

She's got gunpowder burns
and a dubious history with the victim.

That's enough to hold her
for questioning. If you'll excuse me.

This is my wife we're talking
about here.

I'm warning you, do not try and turn this
into some kind of campaign stunt.

I suggest you keep your emotions
in check, Mr. Kent.

You obviously have no idea
who you're dealing with.

Yeah, neither do you.

Book her.

It's okay, Clark. I'll be okay.
It's all going to work out, I know it.

- Yeah, but...
- We've been in worse jams before.

I think I can handle a couple of nights
on the inside until I'm cleared.

Just have faith in the justice system.
Isn't that what you always tell me?

Every murder in this city
deserves our full attention.

It doesn't matter who the victim is
or who the suspected perpetrator is.

Nobody is above the law
in Metropolis...

...not even a well-respected figure
like Lois Lane.

That is why I will be personally
overseeing this investigation.

Does this have anything to do
with you trailing...

...by 12 points in the governor's race?

The DA has taken on this case
because it's important...

...not because it's political.

Thank you, there will be no
more questions at this time. Sir.

This is almost too easy.

Kill Sykes, frame Lois...

...maneuver the DA
into prosecuting her.

I'm bored.

Memo to self, find hobby.

All right, Wolcott, time for phase two.

Is it ready?

See for yourself.

Fantastic.

Do you see them too?

Yeah, the image targets
the cerebral cortex directly.

Anyone will think that
they're seeing the butterflies...

...or anything we want them to see.

I feel like a proud father.

Gee, professor, thank you.

Not you, Wolcott. The hallucinator.

I spent years in prison developing it.

Finally, it's ready to be implemented.

What's wrong?

I don't know. Must be a glitch.

You were my assistant,
you must have learned something.

Check the frequency modulator.

- That's not the problem.
- Then find the problem!

I don't just want Lois Lane
behind bars.

I want that cocky little reporter to rot
in a hellhole prison...

...the rest of her miserable,
worthless life.

Okey-dokey?

Turn to your left.

Your other left.

Thank you.

Just relax your thumb.

Personal effects, please.

Matron.

Hey, where's my magazine, matron?

So, Lane, how'd you like check-in?

It was everything I expected.

Humiliating, embarrassing, degrading.

I told them to go easy on you.

If you, or the indifferent system
you serve...

...think I'm gonna crack, think again.

I'm an investigative reporter.
I'm used to tough jams.

I thrive on society's tawdry underbelly.

- Think I can get a hypoallergenic pillow?
- No.

- Well, the human spirit is stronger than...
- Than what?

Than you'd expect. I just thought
that would be something...

...you'd want to know
about the human spirit.

I'm a social worker.

I don't care about the human spirit.

I wouldn't mess with her if I was you.

She abuses the prisoners?

- You see that?
- She did that?

No. My late husband.

- He's dead.
- No, he was due here two hours ago.

Well, I'm an investigative reporter.

Who thrives on underbellies. I know.

See, I'm using
my brief time here in stir...

...to explore it from
the accused perspective.

Would you mind telling me
what an average day inside is like?

Average. Same as every other day,
of every month, in every year.

This is my 10th appeal in 10 years.

You'll see.

Well, actually, I probably won't
because I'm innocent.

- And?
- And what? I'm innocent.

Oh, great. Well,
I hope it works for you.

But if it doesn't, miss,
maybe it's time you got real here.

Because this place is as real...

...and mean and forever as it gets.

The Caped Crusader!

That's Batman.

You all right?

Well, you know me.

The glass is always half full.

I'm being serious.

Seriously. This is an opportunity
a journalist never gets.

I'll be fine.

Other than the fact that
I miss my husband.

He misses you.

We're newlyweds, you know.

I know.

I miss his arms.

His neck.

His lips.

So does he...

...miss those things of yours.

He's working on getting you a first-class
attorney, so you can get out of here.

- I've heard that before.
- An attorney?

I guess that means
they don't have other suspects.

You can see why
your husband is worried...

...that this may be too tough
a situation here.

If it is too tough, all you have to do
is say the word...

...and he can lift your spirits.

He already has.

Well, I better go.

Thanks for stopping by.

You really do have friends
in high places.

I'm still losing, aren't I?

Not as bad as before putting
Lois Lane behind bars.

- Really?
- Listen...

...the only profession voters hate worse
than politicians is reporters.

You get a conviction on her,
and they'll forget...

...all about those three cases
you blew.

- What if she's innocent?
- We can't afford for her to be.

- Superman, what a surprise.
- Mr. District Attorney.

Oh, I hope you don't mind, I've taken
the liberty of inviting the press.

- I'm afraid I don't...
- Smile, damn it. Straighten your tie.

Thanks for coming
on such short notice.

I wanted to announce that I've decided
to help Mr. Clemmons...

...with his investigation
into the Sykes case.

That's great, Superman.

Why?

Because I want to get to the truth
as badly as you do.

You do want to get to the truth,
don't you?

Of course, Superman.

Absolutely.

After all, just like you...

...I stand for truth, justice
and the American way.

Whatever you need, big fella,
just name it.

I need Lois Lane.

You've got it.

You want the truth...

...and she's the best at uncovering it.

Plus, I'd say she has
a little bit of added incentive.

I'd consider it a personal favor
if you would release her...

...on her own recognizance.
- But Lois Lane is a murder suspect.

I mean, we can't very well have her
just walking around free as a jaybird.

I'll give you my personal guarantee
that she won't try to skip town.

- How's that?
- Yeah, but...

You do trust me, don't you,
Mr. Clemmons?

She's all yours, Superman.

Welcome to my team.

Spineless fool.

Memo to self:

Resist despair.

Turn lemons into lemonade.

Now this is good. This is good.

Let Miss Lane have a taste of freedom.

Give her the cruelest of all emotions:

Hope.

Then we'll dash that hope
as quickly as it came...

...and tighten the noose
around her lovely neck...

...a little tighter.

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- Okay. Let's get down to work.
- Okay.

Honey, I don't know about you,
but last night was hell for me.

So if you can't take it...

I'm okay.

You would tell me, wouldn't you?

I'd never put up
with anything hurting you.

I completely know that.

So let's just figure this mess out
and get me cleared...

...so I can be home with you.
- Okay.

So I was standing right here.

And Sykes was... A little closer.
- right there.

- And he tossed me the gun.
- Which you thought wasn't loaded.

I saw him take the clip out.

There must have been a bullet
in the chamber.

Okay. All right, so then...

...you pointed the gun at him,
and it just went off.

Oh, God.

What on earth was I thinking?

My mother spanked me when I pointed
a water pistol at my sister.

I was thinking, "Get the story. "
That's what I was thinking.

I wasn't paying attention
to where the gun was.

What are you doing?

The police never recovered
the bullet shell.

Since the bullet fired by itself,
maybe the answer is in the missing shell.

I'll take this to the crime lab,
have it analyzed.

Miss Lane, Mr. Kent.

Yes, detective. That's us.

Mr. and Mrs. Lane...
Kent. Lane and Kent.

- How are you?
- Fine. Just fine.

The district attorney and I hope
you enjoyed your apricot muffin...

...and cappuccino this morning.
- You followed us?

Accompanied, from behind.

You are fast walkers.
Took us a minute to catch up.

- Oh, well, gee, sorry.
- That's okay.

The DA's office felt it might reassure
you, Miss Lane, to feel our presence.

Everywhere.

Well, thank you.

- I hope it isn't a burden.
- It isn't.

See you.

Constantly.

It's okay, Lois.

So that's how it's gonna be.

I may be out,
but they'll never leave me alone.

Once you're marked as a criminal,
they treat you like a criminal forever.

Hey, you are no criminal.

You're my wife.

I won 't comment on
an ongoing investigation...

... other than to say that we're gathering
new evidence all the time...

... and that Lois Lane remains
the prime suspect in this case.

Tell me I didn't vote for that guy.

Okay, thanks.

The police did a scan on the bullet casing
and couldn't find anything suspicious.

Great. Meanwhile,
Clemmons is using me...

...as a stepping stone
to the governor's mansion.

Over my dead body.

Guys, I got ahold
of Sykes' bank records.

Turns out he deposited 5000 in cash
the day before you shot...

Before that gun somehow shot him.

- A payoff to set me up?
- Could be.

If Sykes was in on it,
how come he ended up dead?

Maybe he wasn't in on everything.

Maybe someone wanted to frame me
and kill him at the same time.

I want you to go through
all my case notes involving Sykes.

Get a list of everyone
he helped me put away.

You got it.

Lois, I want you to meet
a good friend of mine.

Angela Winters.
It's a pleasure to meet you.

Pleasure to meet you too. I wish
it were under better circumstances.

- And you must be...
- Oh, Clark Kent.

I covered the Venturi trial last month.

I have to say I think your
defense strategy was absolutely brilliant.

Thank you. Of course,
it helped that Mr. Venturi was innocent.

- So is Lois.
- That's what I'm here to prove.

I'm a little confused here.
Aren't we jumping the gun a little?

I haven't even been charged yet.

"Yet" being the operative word.

The DA's trying to convene
a grand jury now.

They've uncovered
some new evidence.

What new evidence?

I heard something about some woman
named Danko and a videotape.

A videotape?

In the meantime,
I have a lot of catching up to do.

Lois, I need you to tell me everything
you know about Elroy Sykes.

Keep digging, Jimmy. And don't forget
to check the old archives.

I upgraded my computer
a couple years ago.

I think I put the old files on disk.

Thanks. Call me.

- Lois. Honey...
- I'm fine, really.

Yeah, okay, but why don't you just relax
for like a minute or even 30 seconds.

Honey? Look, honey...

...I wallpapered the entire house
by myself, super-speed.

- You can yell at me for a while.
- Yell? You? I love the wallpaper.

Oh, I think I have another box of files.

I'll get it.

Mom, Dad.

Oh, Clark.

Are you all right?

We took the first flight out.
How's Lois?

- She's okay.
- Oh, it's awful.

The moment you move
into your first home...

...at last able to put down roots...

...and the love of your life
is wrenched...

...away from you
like some common criminal.

- Mom.
- We must never show our fears to...

...Lois.

Oh, honey.

I am so sorry.

It's okay, Martha. Really.

- Do your folks know?
- We tried to call them.

It seems they're on safari.

Leave it to them
to attempt a reconciliation...

...in a country in the middle
of a civil war.

Well, we're gonna go check into
the Metropolis hotel.

You need anything,
you call us, we'll be here.

Thanks.

Clark, why don't you give them a ride.

You sure you'll be okay by yourself?

I keep telling you, I'm fine.

Besides, I got a lot to do.

Okay.

Oh, yeah.

- She's alone.
- Excellent.

Look out, she's got a gun!

Oh, my God, it's Lois Lane!

She's got a gun!

Sir.

Help, help! She's got a gun!

Lois, hold on, why don't you...

It worked.

The hallucination didn't fluctuate.

It may have fooled those dullards
on the street...

...but it obviously
didn't fool Superman.

If we're gonna succeed in putting
the final nail in Lois Lane's coffin...

...we're gonna have to get...

...Mr. Super-Pain-in-the-Butt
out of the way.

- Good luck.
- Luck has nothing to do with it, Wolcott.

Preparation is the key.

And I've had years of preparation.

Years and years in a 9-by-7 cell,
courtesy of Lois Lane.

And now it's time
to return the favor...

...with interest.

- Lois?
- Clark, what's the matter?

Ms. Lane, I think
you'd better come with us.

This is ludicrous,
I never left the house.

But, Lois, even I thought it was you
until you walked right through me.

It must have been
some kind of hologram...

...but it was not like anything
I have ever seen before.

There's nobody who can vouch
for you?

- A mailman, anybody?
- No one. I was all by myself.

So here I am, back in jail, waiting
for the grand jury to decide my fate.

Any idea who might be after you?

All I know is, whoever it is
has gone to a lot of trouble.

Well, it's all just
circumstantial evidence, right?

I mean, Lois is innocent.

Isn't that the most important thing?

It should be.

It will be.

- The hearing's over already?
- Yes.

Well, that was fast.

Not too fast. That's a positive sign?

Sometimes, but not today.

I'm afraid you're being
bound over for trial, Lois.

On one count of harassment
with deadly intent...

...and one count of murder
in the first degree.

Order in the court.

The case of The People v. Lois Lane
is now in session.

Mr. Clemmons, call your first witness.

Prosecution calls Sheila Danko
to the stand.

I was taping Bobby's
skateboard tricks.

Check out those moves.

Then, I heard people arguing...

...and being naturally inquisitive,
I sort of turned the camera on them.

Then, all of a sudden...

...I totally freaked.

I never saw anybody get killed before.

Well, except on TV, I mean.

Then, I'm sitting in the restaurant,
minding my own business...

...and there she is,
trying to gun me down too.

Objection, Your Honor. Move to strike.

- Overruled.
- Thank you, Miss Danko.

No further questions.

This is going better than I thought.

And I'm climbing in the polls.

Don't get cocky.

No comment.
No comment at this time.

Thank you.
Thank you very much, gentlemen, ladies.

Thank you. Thanks.

Yeah.

It's him.

All right, who is this?

This is your guardian angel.

Now shut up and listen.

You have to make that bullet casing
in evidence inventory disappear today...

...do you understand?
- Are you crazy?

Tamper with evidence in a capital case?
I can't compromise myself like that.

Oh, stop whining.
I hate it when you whine.

Do you want to be governor
or don't you?

- I'm simply saying...
- I gave you that videotape.

I made your case.

And I can unmake it just as easily.

- Do you want to win or not?
- Of course I want to win.

You won't if that casing's
examined too thoroughly.

So lose it, understand?

And stop slouching.

Clark, son, it's late.

- Go on home and get some shut-eye.
- Yeah.

Go ahead. I'll run this stuff over to you
as soon as I'm done.

Yeah.

- The firing pin.
- C. K?

Every gun leaves a distinctive firing-pin
indentation on the bullet casing.

Didn't they already check that out?

- Metro.
- Detective?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, hi. This is Clark Kent.

When your lab did an analysis
on the shell...

...did they cross-match it
with the firing pin?

You got the report already.

I know, but since Lois
says she never pulled the trigger...

...maybe the bullet was rigged
to fire by itself somehow.

Yeah, and if that's the case...

...then the indentation on the shell
wouldn't match.

- I'll check that out.
- Okay great. Thanks.

Way to go, Clark.

Unfortunately, it's a waste of time.

Angela. What do you mean?

I mean the bullet casing is mysteriously
missing from evidence inventory.

- I just found out.
- How is that possible?

Well, if I was a suspicious person,
I would say it smacks of conspiracy...

...but that even makes me
more determined.

Perry, tell me about Lois' relationship
with Sykes. I mean from way back when.

Oh, well, you know, Sykes,
he was just one of Lois' informants.

- Until he went to prison.
- That was just before you and Lois met.

Sykes tipped Lois on a baby-for-sale ring,
and she ran with the story.

- But...?
- Sykes' info was a little shaky.

A lot of bigwigs
got wrongly implicated.

Must have undermined her credibility.

Hell, happens to the best of us.

See, Sykes had always been
fairly reliable.

I bet she was furious.

Well, ballistic is more like it.

But, you know Lois,
she can go ballistic...

...when she runs out of cream
for her coffee.

Fact is, she forgot
all about Sykes the next day.

She didn't carry a grudge?

- Now, just a damn minute...
- Look.

The prosecution is looking
for a motive.

If I put you on the stand as a witness,
you can't just give it to them.

You listen to me,
Sykes was a first-class sleazeball...

...period, end of discussion.

Now, he may have had words with Lois,
but that's as far as it went.

So, yeah, you put me on the stand
and do it pronto...

...so I can clear Lois' good name,
and we can all get back to our lives here.

You hear me?

See you in court.

You coming to Bible class?

No, I got 500 more.

You go ahead.

Two thousand nine, 2010, 2011...

...2499, 2500.

- You cheated.
- Where did you come from?

- The usual.
- Dumb question.

- I love when you do that.
- Yeah. How about this?

I can't imagine how I slept
all those nights alone before us.

Me either.

Lois, honey, are you afraid?

No.

Not even a little bit?

Could you be more specific?

I can't help but feel like
we're being swallowed up by...

A heartless, hungry animal?

A hurricane that's mowing down
our lives...

...and leaving nothing but rubble
in its wake?

- Is that how you're feeling?
- Yeah.

Of course, I do my best work
when I'm on edge.

I can't believe you've been
sitting on all your fears...

...holding all this stuff inside you.

You told me you'd tell me
if things got too bad.

And if I did, you would go off
and do something crazy.

Yeah, you bet I would.

You're my wife and I love you.

Anything that helps you isn't crazy.

Breaking me out is,
that's what you're thinking.

I was not thinking that.

I was just sort of feeling that.

Oh, Clark.

Not only do you give me hope,
you give the world hope...

...and you do that
by obeying the rules.

You lend your strength
to help everybody get a fair deal.

If anybody deserves a fair deal,
it's you.

Even if you weren't my wife.

But if you help me
by breaking the rules...

...you're gonna damage
something you are...

...a symbol of decency.

Of fairness.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

I know you will.

The right way.

Through the door, not the window.

I better go. I love you.

I love you.

Good night, Mr. White.

Are you ready
to call your next witness?

Yes, Your Honor.

The prosecution calls Superman
to the stand.

Excuse me.

Maybe somebody ought to yell,
"Help. "

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Please state your full name.

Kal-El, son of Jor-El...

Superman is fine.

I think we know who the witness is.

Very well.
Raise your right hand, please.

- Do you solemnly swear to...
- I think we can skip this part too.

Mr. Clemmons, your witness.

Thank you, Your Honor.

The defense is up next, Wolcott.

Wait for my command.

Superman, isn't it true...

...that right after I released
the defendant into your custody...

...she was seen stalking a key witness
with a gun?

No. It wasn't Lois.
It was a hallucination.

- A what?
- A hallucination.

Superman, please.

We've got several citizens
who saw Lois Lane...

...at the scene with their own eyes.

I can't explain how it works,
I don't know.

But the image of Lois...

...walked right through my body.
- I see.

Then was it also some kind
of hallucination...

...that shot and killed Elroy Sykes?

- Objection!
- Withdrawn.

I take it you can verify Lois Lane's
exact whereabouts...

...at the time of this
alleged hallucination?

No, I can't.

Were you at the scene...

...when Mr. Sykes was shot?
- No.

Yet, you still believe
that Lois Lane is innocent.

Why?

Because I know her.

Superman, are you infallible?

Would the court please inquire as to
where this is going, if anywhere?

Your Honor...

...Superman's an undisputed hero
to the people.

His opinion carries great weight.

But, I submit, that beneath that
seemingly flawless exterior...

...lies a normal-beating heart.

A heart somewhat like yours or mine...

...that can cloud judgment
or testimony with real feelings.

That implies you have a heart.

- Ms. Lane.
- I'll be good.

The witness will answer the question.

London Bridge is falling down

Okay, professor. Here goes.

How would you characterize
your relationship with Lois Lane?

We're friends.

Good friends?

I'm not sure what you're getting at.

Well, she's married
to your close friend...

...Clark Kent, isn't she?
- Yes.

So would you say you're as close
to her as you are to him?

I'd say that would be fair.

In fact, you've saved her life
on more than one occasion...

...isn't that right?
- Yes.

Is that what you're trying to do now,
Superman?

Isn't it true you'd do anything
to save Lois Lane's life?

- Yes, but...
- Even at the expense of justice?

Objection, leading the witness.

Isn't it true that you're more than
just good friends with Lois Lane?

Isn't it true, I dare say...

...that you might even love Lois Lane?

Your Honor.

I repeat the question:

Do you love Lois Lane, Superman?

I can say, beyond a shadow
of a doubt...

...that Clark Kent loves Lois Lane.

And I respect that love,
just like I respect the truth.

And my job is to uphold the truth...

...and that is what I would do
anything for.

We just received word
that a giant meteor...

... is about to hit London
at any moment.

Your Honor, excuse me,
but there's an emergency.

- Prosecution rests.
- Ms. Winters?

The defense calls Perry White
to the stand.

Now, Wolcott.

- Please state your name for the record.
- My name is Perry Jerome White.

Please be seated.

Superman, there is a terrible pileup
in Piccadilly Circus.

We need your help.

Oh, I've known Lois...

...ever since she first started
as a research assistant at the Planet...

...eight or 10 years ago.

And how would you describe
your relationship with her?

I describe it more father-daughter
than editor-reporter.

So you would describe her
as a good reporter?

No...

...I'd describe her as being
a great reporter. The best there is.

Would you tell us about
Ms. Lane's dealings with Elroy Sykes?

He was just her snitch, until
he double-dealt her and went to jail.

Did she ever mention Mr. Sykes
while he was serving his time?

The truth is, Lois was pretty upset
with him for hurting her credibility.

But she got over it, isn't that right?

Not really.

- Lois has a bit of a temper, you see.
- Perry.

I'm sorry, honey, but I'm under oath.

Your Honor,
I'd like a five-minute recess to...

- No, let's get this...
- No, let's get this over with.

- It's hard enough as it is.
- It's hard enough as it is.

Sykes almost ruined her career.

Sykes almost ruined her career...

...and she told me in no uncertain terms
that one day she'd get even with him...

...and those are the cold,
hard facts, ma'am.

- That's a lie. Why are you doing this?
- Order. Ms. Lane, sit down...

...or I will hold you in contempt.

This voice synthesizer makes me
sound just like you, doesn't it?

I'm sorry, Lois, but my conscience
won't let me lie for you anymore.

No further questions
with this witness, Your Honor.

I don't blame you.

Mr. Clemmons,
would you care to cross?

Why bother?

I hope you're enjoying the show...

...because you're not gonna remember
any of this after it's over.

- Lois.
- Clark.

- Where have you been?
- London.

There was a meteor headed for the city,
but it was just another hallucination.

Anyway, it left the place
in a complete mess.

- I heard what happened in court.
- I don't understand it.

Perry got up there
and started telling all these lies.

I looked for him,
but he's nowhere to be found.

There has to be some explanation
why he did it.

Maybe the explanation is obvious.

I'm guilty.

What?

I said, I'm guilty.

Of arrogance.

Of thinking that because I'm famous...

...and popular and educated
and polite...

...well, not always polite,
but all those other things...

...that I was special.
- Honey, you are special.

And even though I know the system
can be unfair to some people...

...I never thought
it would be unfair to me.

Lois, we're gonna get to the truth.

The truth is...

I don't know.

Maybe I deserve this.

Honey, stop it.

Now remember,
no matter what happens...

...we're together through everything.

Verdict's in. Let's go, Lane.

Will the defendant please rise.

The people of Metropolis...

...have found you guilty
of murder in the first degree.

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