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Hey, you gotta slow down!

There's a big pothole up there.

I know. Give me just a few more minutes,

and we'll be at Grandpa's house.

What? Uh...

Whoa!

How am I doing this?

Who am I?

Clark. Alarm.

Ha!

It's today.

Uh...

It's today.

Hello, sir.

Hi, Mr. White.

Uh, okay. Shake gently. Do not crush his hand.

Hey, Clark?

I gotta pee.

Today, just be normal. Today, just...

Be extraordinary!

Mr. White. Thank you for calling me in today,

because I've got one heck of a story for you.

Pew-pew!

No, don't do that to your boss.

I'm Clark Kent...

...and this is a dream come true.

Shoes.

This is it. This is the story that'll make you a real reporter.

You can do this.

I can do this.

I'm gonna hide my powers and be a normal man having a normal day.

Starting now.

Okay, I had to save the cat. I had to save the cat.

I'm a normal man having a normal day, starting now.

Oh!

Hi, there. After... you.

Thanks.

See you in there, big guy.

Hey.

Uh, uh... Hello.

Hey.

- Uh, my name is... - Clark!

Oh, those repairs you did

on the back door are wonderful.

Ooh, and I have the three dozen donuts

you wanted to eat all ready to go.

Such a good appetite, this one.

No, see, it's... It's not all for me.

But he gets the sprinkles all over.

That's why we made him the bib.

Uh... Well, it's... Today's my first day of work and I'm...

Honey, Clark is here.

Thank you.

Well, now you've...

seen me in a bib.

- Uh-huh? - So, I'm, uh, just gonna leave before this gets any worse.

Goodbye forever.

Uh, sorry. I'll fix the front door later!

I can't believe we're late.

I can't believe our alarm clock exploded again.

Why do you think that keeps happening?

So, hey! Our... Our... Our first day at the Daily Planet.

You nervous?

Ha! I am pumped.

It's Kent and Olsen, uncovering truths.

Wait! Uh, Jimmy--

Like the fact that aliens walk among us.

And there it is.

Aliens, Loch Ness, Bigfoot...

...that one psychic starfish from Germany.

It's all real.

And with my keen eye for observation, huh, I'll get the proof.

Don't worry.

I'll tell our boss all of this the instant we meet him.

Jimmy...

I'm just gonna cut him off and say--

Stolen military robots

are being hidden here in Metropolis...

- ...and I've got the scoop. - Lane.

Mt. Simonson Base is the inventory warehouse

for experimental military projects,

and a day ago they got robbed.

The only road out leads through Metropolis,

which means thieves with dangerous war machines

are loose in our city.

People need to know about this.

So...

Ready for me to bust the story wide open?

No. Lois, you're an intern.

The only reason I called you in today was to meet them.

- Hi. - You?

You.

These are the new interns.

I want you to show them the ropes and get--

They can help me with the story.

Oh, have you considered that these robots

might have come from beyond the stars?

Uh, they came from an army base.

There's only so many places to hide them.

I've already got a lead.

It could be the sewer dinosaurs.

- So we follow up... - Moth Man.

Meet my source...

Merpeople! Merpeople!

- Find the robots... - And get the story.

Then what are we waiting around here for?

Uh, donut, Mr. White?

Chief?

New interns, out. Old intern, stay.

You do not report the news. You do not leave this building.

Your job is to teach the interns how to scan things and make coffee.

That's it.

- Mr. White, for the good of Metropolis-- - For the good of me,

you need to stop coming in with these wild ideas.

Do what I tell you to do.

Lane, this is your last chance.

Are you okay?

I can apologize to Mr. White,

if... if that'll help.

Are you kidding?

He kept me behind because he wants you

to help me follow up on my stolen robot story.

Really? He seemed pretty upset.

Nah, that's just his face.

You wanna impress Mr. White, this is our chance.

Let's go.

You like her.

No. What?

I mean, I... I admire Miss Lane.

Yeah, you do.

As professionals, Jimmy. Professionals.

Well, come on, Kent.

Just take a risk. What's the worst that could happen?

Don't touch that.

What took you so long, Willis?

The crew was getting restless.

Our fence wasn't at the drop point.

We have no buyer.

- What the... - It gets better.

Every buyer, fixer, or fence in Metropolis has just disappeared on us.

We're stuck here.

Leslie, we can't just sit in a warehouse

full of freaky stolen science weapons till the cops show up.

We don't even know what half this stuff is.

What are we going to do?

I don't know, Badger.

Why don't we panic real loud in front of the thieves

and killers we hired for this job?

What we need to do is keep moving.

If we can find a way out of town, then I--

Which one of you messed with the robot?

Mmm. Looks like Brad.

Listen up, people.

We've hit a snag in the operation.

Do what I say and we can still get paid.

Fail to do so and you end up like Brad.

Suit up and load the trucks.

Time for Plan B.

What are we doing?

We're meeting my important

and very serious journalistic source.

Flip Johnson, woman of business.

This is precious.

Flip is one of the Planet's newspaper delivery kids.

We call ourselves the Newskid Legion.

- And because they-- - I'm the leader.

And because they see everything during their routes,

they always know what's happening in the city.

Flip, these robots would have been--

Ms. Lane, while I appreciate your past English tutoring,

it's bad business to hand out freebies.

I need something in return.

- Like what? - I'm glad you asked.

We need your help with The Newskid Newspaper.

The Newskid Newspaper

is the latest from us,

the people on the street.

Big Words does the puzzle.

Gaby does the op-ed.

Patti does the cartoons,

but only because Mom says we have to be nice to her.

And I'm the editor.

We want Perry to let us deliver our paper with his.

So, if you were to ask for us,

and maybe also help me on my next three English essays--

- One essay. - Two, and there will be snacks.

Deal.

Okay, in the last 24 hours, a water main burst at the bank,

they got rats over at Bogdanov's diner,

Mrs. Jurgens eloped with the superintendent.

Gaby saw a bunch of trucks running a red light.

And I saw a weird pigeon. It was gross.

Wait, were they garbage trucks?

Yeah. Why?

Hmm. If I had to transport stolen goods through the city...

I'd find a way to do it in plain sight.

Okay. Where did you guys see the trucks?

And where exactly did you see them disappear?

Uh, wait. Lois, this is starting to feel dangerous

for you and Jimmy. And, uh, to me, too.

Are you sure that Mr. White is okay with us following this?

Oh.

Yeah, that was him just now. Uh...

He said he can't wait to see our story.

Ooh! Over here. Over here.

We have to get inside.

- Boost me up. - Uh, what?

Just lift me up.

You're, like, twice my size. You can definitely...

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm... Uh, I'm... - Guys!

We don't have to go through the window, or whisper.

The door's unlocked.

Oh, that's not good.

No!

The robots should be here.

Look around. There has to be something.

Oh, look!

"PM."

PM could be initials, like...

Paranormal Meta-sapiens!

It's the term for the super-intelligent gorillas

France has been hiding.

- Maybe part of a uniform. - A French one.

- It's not gorillas. - I know what I'm talking about.

- And it's not Merpeople. - PM.

- And it's definitely... - Uh, hello? Clark Kent here.

I know Lane is dodging me,

so I'm gonna tell you what I texted her.

All three of you need to get back to the Planet right now,

or don't bother coming back at all.

Port of Metropolis.

This is from a dockworker's jacket.

They're moving the robots to the docks.

Come on, we can catch them,

- and then we can-- - Perry just called.

Lois, you lied.

I mean, technically, yes, but you wouldn't have helped me

- if I told the truth. - You didn't give us the chance.

Because this was too important.

The people of Metropolis need to know

what's happening in their city, and--

This isn't about the city, Lois, it's about you.

I trusted you, and you used me and Jimmy

just so you could get your story.

Come on, Clark. We're a team.

We're not a team.

We're just two dummies who listened to you

because we didn't know any better.

Now we do.

Fine. I don't need your help anyway.

Oh!

I can't believe him.

What is wrong with your dumb, beautiful, coward of a best friend?

Clark's just... You know, he just grew up in a--

Wait, did you say "beautiful"?

And then he says I'm the selfish one.

- Hmm. - I mean, yes, I lied.

But he wouldn't have helped me unless I had.

Not like he helped that old lady with the bib,

or... or helped me with Flip,

or... or brought everyone doughnuts,

or... I was being selfish.

Uh, Lois?

- I got him fired from his dream job. - Lois!

All to chase a bunch of robots

- that might not even be in the city anymore? - Lois!

Whoa!

We found the robots.

And the people who stole them.

Huh? Hey!

Someone take care of this.

Why would you use the robot?

Clark!

Lois was right.

Ugh. I know. She did lie, but would I have helped her

if she told me the truth?

I... I don't think I would.

And what does that say about me?

Not that.

Lois and Jimmy found the robots

and the robots turned on them.

What do we do? Should we call Perry?

The President? My mom?

Clark?

Okay. I think we lost them.

Clark, you came back.

I... We... We... We have to go get Jimmy.

Guys! Run!

Clark!

- Ahh! - Clark!

No!

Huh?

Well, I didn't plan for this.

Badger, I need you to--

Fine, new plan.

Huh.

Lois.

Lois.

Lois! No!

Hello?

Who are you?

Clark!

A normal man having a normal day, huh?

- Who am I? - Clark!

Clark!

Clark! Clark!

I'm sorry I lied. You were right.

I was being selfish, and you just left us.

But you came back, and...

And I'm sorry.

Clark?

You're okay!

Jimmy, please tell me you got that.

Every second of it.

I have pictures of a man flying through the air.

He's gotta be an alien.

Everything I've ever believed in is real!

Uh, you... You got pictures of the fight?

This is the story of the century.

Stolen military robots, taken down by a Superman.

Oh, when we show this to Perry, he's gonna say--

This is garbage.

Mr. White, this is gold.

What you brought me is a bunch of blurry pictures

- of robots falling. - Phew.

What on earth were you thinking?

And you dragged my brand new interns into this.

It's the truth.

Lois was right about the robots,

and we all stand by the story we broke,

because we're a team.

Uh, sir.

All the interns out.

Go. I'll figure out what to do with you tomorrow.

We're not fired?

Does that mean you'll run our story, Chief?

I'll run your story on the day you get me a photo shoot

with your very real "Flying Man."

Now, out!

Hmm.

- Lois? - Whoo! This is great.

We just have to get an exclusive interview with Superman,

and then Mr. White will have to take us seriously.

- That's your takeaway from all this? - Yup!

And... And I promise, from now on, no more secrets.

You in, Clark?

Of course, Lois.

Yes!

And no matter where he goes,

no matter where he hides, we will track Superman down

and force him to tell us all his secrets.

And then we'll publish them.

This is the best day of my life!