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'Here on Metro 103'

'the heartbeat of Metropolis.'

So far, between your stuff and my stuff

we've got two coffeepots, 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.

You know, honey, I could have this entire room

wallpapered in about three seconds if I could just...

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

According to "Newlywed" magazine

these kind of 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 Sikes.

How ya doin'? Hey, I hear you got hitched.

Sikes. I thought you were in...

'Prison? Ah, naw, I just got paroled.'

Hey, but, listen, don't worry

I'm willing to let bygones be bygones.

Great. Have a nice life.

No, 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.'

Uh, meet me in Centennial Park in half an hour.

'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.

Ha ha. Piece of cake.

Very good.

Memo to self.

Cut Sikes in for a bigger piece of the cake.

- I'm going to go with you. - I'll be fine.

Sikes has been a source for years.

And besides, he's kind of squirrely.

If he sees anybody else, he'll bolt.

Well, I'll, then I'll just hide in the bushes.

I-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 now, are you?

- No, but... - Good. I'll be back soon.

Hmm.

'It's third and twelve for Metropolis'

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

'Long is back to pass, Cibresa's open.'

'He fires to Cibresa.'

'He's going all the way.'

'Touchdown!'

Sikes.

Glad you could make it.

Hey-hey, wait a minute.

Hey, relax, Lois, it's not loaded.

It's for demonstration purposes only.

Now, guns aren't something to fool around with.

Oh, what's the matter, you afraid

you're gonna break a nail?

You want me to show you how Big Mo was offed, right?

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

Six feet five inches of repressed anger and body odor.

And you, you're the guy whose facial features

I'm gonna rearrange for ratting on me.

Do you want to keep the gun up a little 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.

Ha ha. Hasta la vista, baby.

'Miss Lane, why'd you kill him?'

'Why'd you do it?'

- Lois! - 'How about a statement?'

- 'Why did you do it?' - Clark, thank God.

It's alright. It's her husband.

It was so awful.

One moment Sikes was re-enacting.

Zabrinski's murder and then all of a sudden..

I don't know what happened.

The gun just went off, I mean, by itself.

I didn't even touch the trigger.

It's okay, honey, we'll get through this. Don't worry.

'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 on her hand

'and a dubious history with the victim.'

That's enough to hold her over for questioning.

Now, 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 here.

Yeah, neither do you.

Book her.

It's okay, Clark. I'll be okay.

It's all going to work out. I know it.

We've been in worse jams than this before.

I think I can handle a couple of nights

on the inside until I'm cleared.

Just have a little 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 the fact that

you're trailing by twelve points in the governor's race?

The DA has taken on this case

because it is important, not because it's political.

Thank you. There will be no more questions at this time.

Sir. Sir. Excuse me.

Let her go, let her go.

This is almost too easy. Kill Sikes, frame Lois.

Maneuver the DA into prosecuting her. I'm bored.

Memo to self. Find hobby.

Alright, Wolcott.

Time for phase two.

Is it ready?

See for yourself.

Ah!

Fantastic.

Do you see them, too?

Oh, yeah, the image targets the cerebral cortex directly.

Anyone in the vicinity will think that they're seeing

the butterflies or anything else 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.

Aw.

What's wrong?

I don't know. It must be a glitch.

You were my assistant for years. You must have learned something.

Check the frequency modulator.

- That-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 hell-hole 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 going to crack, think again.

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

I thrive on society's tawdry underbelly.

Do you think I could 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.

Oh.

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's 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 tenth appeal in ten years. You'll see.

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

- And? - And what?

- I'm innocent. - Oh. Oh, great.

Well, I hope it works for you.

But if it doesn't, miss.

Maybe it's time you got real here.

'Cause this place is as real and mean and forever as it gets.

The caped crusader.

That's Batman.

- You alright? - 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.

Wow.

He's, um, working on getting you a first-class attorney

'so you can get out of here.'

Yeah, I've heard that before.

An attorney?

I guess that means they don't have any 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'd better go.

Thanks for stopping by.

You really do have friends in high places.

'Ah, 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 high-profile cases you blew.

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

Ah! Superman, what a surprise!

Mr. District Attorney. Oh, I hope you don't mind.

I've taken the liberty of inviting the press.

Oh, I-I'm afraid I-I don't...

Smile, damn it. Straighten your tie.

Folks, thanks for coming on such short notice.

I just wanted to announce that I have decided

to help Mr. Clemmons with his investigation

into the Sikes case.

Oh, that's great, Superman.

Ha ha. Uh, wh-why?

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

And 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 got it.

- Hmm? - You want the truth.

And she's the best I know at uncovering it.

Plus, in this case, 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, um, Lois Lane is a murder suspect.

Uh, 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.

No, 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.

Okay. Let's get down to work.

Okay.

Now, 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-you would tell me, wouldn't you?

Because you know that I would 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 Sikes 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. Alright. 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 even 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.

Aha!

I'm gonna take this to the crime lab and 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 both hope

you enjoyed your apricot muffin and cappuccino this morning?

- You followed us? - Accompanied.

From behind. You two are fast walkers.

Took us a minute to catch up.

- Oh, gee, sorry. - Oh, that's okay.

The DA's office felt it might reassure you, Miss Lane

'to feel our presence.'

Everywhere.

Well, thank you.

- 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-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 a hold of Sikes' bank records.

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

Before that... gun somehow shot him.

A payoff to set me up?

Could be.

Except that if Sikes 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.

Jimmy, I want you to go through all my old case notes involving.

Sikes. Get me a list of everyone he helped me put away.

You got it.

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

Angela Winters.

Well, it's a pleasure to meet you.

A pleasure to meet you, too.

And I wish it were under better circumstances.

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

I covered the Venturi trial last month.

And I have to say, I think that your defense strategy

was absolutely brilliant.

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

Uh, 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 with anything yet.

"Yet" being the operative word.

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

Apparently 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 Sikes.

Well, just 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, h-honey, honey. - I'm fine, really.

Yeah, o-okay, but why don't you just relax for like a minute

or even 30 seconds?

Hon.. Look, honey, I wallpapered the entire house by myself

super speed. You can yell at me for a little while.

Yell at you? I love the wallpaper.

Oh, I think I have another box of files upstairs.

I'll get it.

Mom, dad.

Oh, Clark.

- Are you alright? - Mm-hmm.

We took the first flight out as soon as we heard.

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.'

Uh, 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?

Are you sure you're gonna be okay here by yourself?

I keep telling you I'm fine. Besides I've got a lot to do.

Okay.

Oh, yeah.

- She's alone. - Excellent.

'Look out! She's got a gun.'

'Lois Lane!'

'Help!'

Oh, my God! It's Lois Lane!

She's got a gun..

Sir.

Help! Help! She's got a gun!

Lois, hold on. Wh-what are you..

It worked! The hallucination didn't fluctuate.

It may have fooled those dullards in 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. Superpain-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 nine by seven cell.

Courtesy of Lois Lane.

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

Lois.

Clark, what's the matter?

Miss Lane... I think you'd better come with us.

This is ludicrous. I never even left the house.

Yeah, but, Lois, even I thought it was you

until you walked right through me.

I-it must've been some kind of hologram or something

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

'Are you sure 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.

Do you have 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 ...and not too fast.

I mean, 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 versus 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, boom! I totally freaked.

I mean, 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. Thank you.

Yeah?

It's him.

Alright, 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.

Well, you won't if that casing's examined too thoroughly.

So lose it, understand?

And stop slouching.

Clark, son, it's late.

Why don't you go on home and get some shut-eye?

Yeah. It's okay. Go ahead.

I'll run this stuff on Sikes 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 rear of the bullet casing.

Didn't the police lab 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 gun's firing pin?

'Look, you got the report already.'

Yeah, I-I know, I know, I know.

But since Lois says she never pulled the trigger

maybe the bullet was rigged to fire by itself somehow.

Y-yeah and if that's the case

then the indentation on the shell wouldn't match.

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

Ha ha! Way to go, Clark.

Unfortunately, it's a waste of time.

Angela, wh-what do you mean?

I mean the bullet casing is mysteriously missing

from evidence inventory. I just found out.

How's 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 Sikes.

I mean from way back when.

Oh, well, you know, Sikes, uh..

He was just one of Lois' informants.

Until he went to prison.

Yeah, that was just before you and Lois met.

Uh, Sikes tipped Lois on a baby-for-sale ring

and she ran with the story.

But..

Sikes' info was a little shaky.

A lot of bigwigs got wrongly implicated.

Must've undermined her credibility.

Oh, hell happens to the best of us.

See, Sikes had always been fairly reliable.

I bet she was furious.

Well, ballistic is more like it, but then

you know Lois, she can go ballistic

when she runs out of cream for her coffee.

Fact is, she forgot all about Sikes 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 character witness

you can't just give it to them.

You listen to me.

Sikes was a first-class sleaze ball. Period.

'End of discussion.'

Now, he may have had words with Lois

but that's as far as it went.

So, yeah, you can 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 comin' to Bible class?

Nah, I got 500 more.

You go ahead.

Two thousand nine..

Two thousand ten..

Two thousand eleven..

Two thousand four hundred ninety nine..

Ohh, two thousand five hundred.

Ahh.

'You cheated.'

- Where'd 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?

Well, I can't help but..

...feel like we're being swallowed up by...

A heartless, hungry animal?

A huge 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.

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

holding all this stuff inside you.

You told me that you would 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 of here is

and I know 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 going to 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.

'Open number 3!'

I better go.

I love you.

'Goodnight, Mr. White.'

'Mr. Clemmons, 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."

Please state your full name for the record.

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

Uh, Superman is fine.

I think we know who the witness is, bailiff.

Uh, very well. Uh, raise your right hand, please.

Do you solemnly swear that...

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-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 Sikes?

- 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. Sikes 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.

Miss Lane.

I'll be good.

The witness will answer the question.

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... - At the expense of justice?

Objection! He's leading the witness.

Isn't it true..

...that you're more than just good friends with Lois Lane?

Isn't it true?

I daresay 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, please, but there's an emergency.

The prosecution rests.

Miss Winters?

The defense calls Perry White to the stand.

Now, Wolcott.

'Please state your full 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," uh..

...eight or ten years ago.

And how would you describe your relationship with her?

I'd 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 Miss Lane's

dealings with Elroy Sikes?

He was just her snitch.

Until he double-dealt her and went to jail.

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

Well, the truth is..

...Lois was pretty upset with him for hurting her credibility.

But she got over it. Isn't that right?

Not really. Uh... Lois has a bit of a temper, you see.

Perry!

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

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

Uh, no. Let's get this o..

No, let's get this over with.

It's hard enough as it is.

Sikes 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! - Order.

Perry, why are you doing this?

Miss 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 horrible lies.

I looked for him just now, 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 educated and polite.

Well, not always polite but all of 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.

Lois Lane, the people of Metropolis have found you

'guilty of murder in the first degree.'

Lois! Lois! Look this way!

'No contact with the prisoner.'

Ha-ha!

'Court's adjourned.'