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Superman is a liar.

He dodged every question I asked him, Clark. I have nothing.

This isn't an article.

It's a,...It's a dead end. Ugh!

Seriously, who is Superman?

Well, maybe he's a nice guy who has powers

and just wants to use them to help as many people as he can.

Clark, if you had powers, you'd do that.

But I'm not talking about you.

No. We need another angle.

Bam! Got it!

"UFO Sighting?" "Miracles in the Heartland?"

What is this?

Oh, you know, nothing.

Lois asked for them.

We're going to track down Superman by reading tabloids!

There's nothing about Superman online or in any reputable papers.

- So maybe Jimmy is-- - What was that?

Couldn't quite hear the last part.

Ugh, you might be right, but since no one normal believes in aliens,

the truth will be in these.

We're so close.

Together we can do this. Together we will--

Come upstairs with me.

Easy. You're not in trouble for being in the newspaper morgue.

Now, shut up. I'm about to be nice.

You keep telling me you want to be reporters, loudly, repeatedly.

So tonight, I'm going to give you your shot.

Dr. Ivo, CEO of Amazo Tech.

As in, Amazo phones, computers, security and anything else you can think of.

And the man who used his criminal connections to displace

a whole neighborhood for his headquarters.

Not to mention the accidents that always seem

to hit his competitors.

But no one has been able to verify those rumors, and we work in facts.

Fact is, he's the most eligible bachelor in the city.

So Cat's writing an interest piece on him.

He's throwing a gala for his investors tonight

and Cat wants you three to get pictures of the event,

and quotes about Ivo from the people attending.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Are you saying you want us to to do real journalism?

- Just for tonight. - Our first assignment from the chief!

Don't call me chief, and it's just for tonight.

Anything you want, Chief.

Yes!

Don't make me regret this. And dress up!

It's black tie.

Oh, and Lane...

Impress me.

Hey there.

Oh, uh, hi, Jimmy. Have you... Have you seen Lois?

Not yet. But look at what I've got.

The Planet's entire camera room, huh?

Okay, ha-ha, Clark, But, seriously, I need every one.

This is a fish-eye lens.

And I might have to get a picture of the whole place.

And this one is to block out the sun.

And I know what you're thinking.

When would we need a UV light?

But when wouldn't we need the coolest light?

What do you think?

Wow.

Ready to go to the most exclusive high rise in all of Metropolis?

- And spend the entire night together? - Almost like a... A...

An awesome evening with three best friends.

Wow.

There's the refreshment table.

I'm going to go grab plate of canape, and then let's go!

All right. Cat prepared questions for us,

so I can take half and you'll throw them away.

Okay. Why?

There is the CEO of Galaxy Communications.

There is Mayor Fleming, and there is her opponent.

We are with the most powerful and corrupt people in the city.

There's no way I'm asking about Metropolis' most eligible bachelor.

"Do you have a comment on your recent bribery charges?"

"Where did the campaign money go?"

Lois, please. You're going to get us thrown out.

You heard Perry. He wants us to impress him.

This is our ticket to more real work.

Look, I don't think that's what he mea--

Okay? I grabbed anything that said it contained gold.

Where... Where did you go?

Senator Sackett! Lois Lane, the Daily Planet.

Do you have a comment on the allegations that your re-election campaign

- is taking bribes from special interest groups? - Ugh.

Sir? Senator!

A moment of... Sir!

- There you are. - Oh, a photographer.

Thank goodness. The old fraternity gang is here,

and Omega Pi needs a picture, stat.

- Come, chum. - Wait, what...

Lois Lane, Daily Planet.

If you have a moment, I'd like to ask you...

Excuse me!

Excuse me.

Clark Kent. Daily Planet.

Are you aware of corruption?

I think I'm on the wrong card.

Oh, and my granddaughter.

It's her debut this weekend.

Sir, I'm here for the Daily Planet.

Ooh!

Then we'll be on the front page, undoubtably.

Oh, I'm sorry. Can we get a picture with your fish-eye lens?

Yes, I also have a UV light.

Ooh.

Excuse me, Lois Lane, Daily...

Ma'am, for the Daily Planet. Can you comment on...

Thanks, Smallville.

Lois, maybe we should go back to Cat's questions?

No. We have a golden opportunity here to write a story that matters.

And we will... one day.

But for now, we should stick to the assignment.

You don't understand.

Lois.

I'm going to go back to Ms. Grant's cards

and I'll take the next person who comes in.

Okay?

Ladies and gentlemen, you know him as the founder of Amazo Tech.

The boy genius who, at 21, disrupted the way we interact with technology.

A leader, a humanitarian and your host.

Put your hands together

for... [drum roll] Dr. Ivo!

Oh, oh, oh, what? Oh, hey, that's me!

Thank you. Thank you. You're welcome. Thank you.

Oh, and what a spread, huh?

Okay, my assistant Alex went all out,

so a round of applause for the little people.

Alex, Alex, Alex. Now, I want you to take a moment.

Look to your left. Look to your right.

Remember these faces.

Because these are the people that you'll witness history with,

as we reveal the latest from Amazo Tech.

Until then, enjoy the canapes, snack some of those lamb chops,

and get your phones ready to record.

Ah. [grunts] Boom!

Nailed it.

Well, sure, that, obviously, put that on the Tube,

but also what I'm about to unveil.

Thank you.

- Thank you. - Oh, yeah. This one's all yours.

Welcome in advance. Curtis, my man.

You know what? Glad you're here.

The board is meeting for the vote tonight, Anthony.

They won't be held off any longer.

Let's talk over here.

Yeah, that is not what we agreed on.

- The tech I'm about to debut-- - Won't change anything.

The latest profit numbers are nonexistent, Tony.

Yeah, you can't vote me out of my own company, okay?

- I am Amazo Tech. - And you're broke.

So listen to me.

No, no, no, no, no. You listen to me.

There will be a grand unveiling of our newest product.

It will redefine humanity and all the money problems will go away.

So, why don't you go ahead and keep the board happy until the end of the night?

Dr. Ivo, Clark Kent with the Daily Planet.

Excuse me. What? Wow.

I didn't realize reporters came in this size.

What are you, a linebacker?

Think fast. Ow!

Wow!

Ouch.

Oh.

I know who you are.

- Uh... - You're from Cat, right?

Aw, love that little lady.

But between you and me, I'd much rather talk mano a mano.

How about this. I'll give you the juicy deets for that bachelor article,

and if you forget anything you might have overheard between me and Curtis,

we can introduce you to the gala's finer bachelorettes.

Huh? Little quid bro quo.

Oh, no. Well, not her.

Gross, ugh, gag.

No, I meant a classy gal, you know?

What do you say, buddy? Hmm?

Well, I'd say your company displaced an entire neighborhood

in a real estate deal connected to the Gazzo crime family.

Is that what you'd like to focus on?

Or perhaps you want to comment on the investigation into the fires

that took down your other competitors?

Because I'd love to talk about that, mano a mano.

This kid! Oh!

I love it. I love it. You're great.

Hey, you know what? Let's just escort you to the press section.

Shall we?

Hi, Lois.

- Uh, sorry. I just got, uh-- - Oh, I don't know if I should let you back in.

I mean, you don't follow the cards,

you don't stick to the assignment.

And I don't even meet the dress code anymore.

That we can fix.

Take it off.

Wha... What?

The jacket, bad boy.

Wha... What?

I've ripped enough blazers running after stories that I'm always prepared.

Wow. Uh...

Uh, so this seems old, a high school jacket?

Chess club, I never played sports.

It's my dad.

Oh, you can take it if you need to.

No, no, it's fine.

Um...

My dad and I, we don't talk.

My whole life, he's kept things to his chest.

His job, where we were moving next when I was a kid.

How sick Mom really was.

And even before she passed, he wasn't someone you went to with your problems.

He...

He doesn't want to hear about my screwups.

Wait, what? Lois, what are you talking about?

Clark, It's been a year and I'm still an intern.

I couldn't even get anyone to talk to me tonight.

I became a reporter to do work that matters.

- But every time I tried-- - Lois, since I started this job,

you have almost gotten me fired, frozen and smashed by robots.

Clark, do they not teach you how to comfort people

in Kansas?

But if it weren't for you, I'd still be making coffee,

dreaming of a chance to do more.

You've changed my life for the better, Lois,

in every possible way.

Thank you.

I've been feeling off lately, and this means...

a lot.

Actually, there's something I've been wanting to say. Something I...

I need to tell you.

- Lois, I'm-- - And it's all Superman's fault.

I know that guy is hiding something,

and I hate being lied to, you know?

It's throwing me off. Ugh!

Sorry, you were going to say?

I, uh...

Nothing.

Huh?

Lois!

Locked.

- Uh, looks like it was just stuck. - Ha!

Lois, this is the same kind of stolen tech Intergang had, and Livewire.

What are those?

Alex, if you make me late, so help me, I will ruin your life.

But it's still a prototype. And short-term wear

- caused out-of-control aggression in the test groups. - Aah!

Oh, my God, at what point did this seem like a conversation, Alex?

When you started talking to me.

The board's against me, the baby reporter humiliated me.

But with this, I'll shut everybody up.

Now!

Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for you to see the future.

I present the Parasite 1.0.

We live in dangerous times.

Metropolis was the safest city in America.

Now we're in the midst of a crime wave like nothing before.

And then there's Superman,

a guy who claims he just wants to help.

But can we really trust a stranger to help us for free?

Of course we can't.

The only person you can trust is yourself.

And now, with the Parasite, you can become your own Superman.

But don't take my word for it.

Let's get a volunteer.

How about... you?

Lois!

Where's Clark? I thought he was with you.

What do you mean? He's right here.

Clark?

We're trapped.

This is taking too long.

Let's speed things up.

- Huh? - Hello.

There you are.

Dr. Ivo. I don't know what's going on here,

but you need to let these people go.

Whoa! What? And lose my audience right when the main attraction arrives?

Buddy, I don't think you understand sales. Alex!

Now!

That's right, folks. Our pal Superman is gonna help with our demonstration.

You see, the Parasite 1.0 gives me strength,

speed and durability

equal to his.

And if he tries to fight back, the suit absorbs

that kinetic energy and redirects it.

So the bigger they are, the harder you hit back.

And while the Parasite runs off

the energy it absorbs, for longer, sustained, battery life,

my portable Amazo panic room has your back.

Available now.

Huh?

The show is being controlled from there. Come on.

You know, I built this company myself.

And I deserve more.

More!

No, I am not letting you interrupt Doctor--

Sorry. Your life seems hard.

We got to turn off the cage.

One of these buttons has to do it.

Okay. Which one is it?

A-ha, found you.

Jimmy, this isn't the time for taking pictures.

UV light isn't just cool. It can reveal fingerprints.

Aah!

Cheater!

You cheated!

This isn't a game. You need to stop.

You're afraid...

that I'm better than you.

Huh?

I don't have to be better than you.

I just have to stop supplying you with power.

Fight me!

No.

Coward!

Please, this man needs your help.

You ruined me.

What's your angle?

What's in this for you?

Dr Ivo, look around you.

Is it that hard to believe that some people just want to help?

The proof's all there.

The stolen tech, which Ivo could only have gotten from his criminal connections.

Once we get the photos, we'll have our story.

I just can't believe it all disappeared.

Someone must have taken it during the fight.

But who?

Lois, I have to figure this out. Too many people are getting hurt.

It's cute seeing you obsess over a story.

You know, when I was getting ready,

I kept wondering if this counted as a date.

And what did you decide?

Walk me back, Smallville.

Yes! You guys have to see this.

I got photos of everything.

I even posted the fight on Flamebird.

I told you this was going to be an amazing night out...

With three best friends.

An exclusive on the collapse of a Amazo Tech is... sent.

What is this?

Huh.

Hmm.

What?

No.

Clark Kent is Superman?