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[pleasant music]

[music continues]

Miss Dare? Uh, Pamela Dare?

Yes?

Morris Spearbaum.

My wife, she's one of your biggest fans.

And I was wondering, could you sign this for her?

My pleasure, Morris. Just give me a moment.

Sorry.

Oh, no-no problem.

So much more peaceful here.

Uh, yes. Uh, Elaine..

Would you make it out to Elaine?

[eerie music]

That takes care of Elaine.

Now then, Morris..

...I wonder, would you do a favor for me?

Well...sure.

Be afraid.

[gasps]

(boy # 1) Mommy, mommy what's wrong with that man?

He looks dead.

So if this Dare woman is such a big deal

how come I've never read anything about her?

Maybe heavy reading for you is a big package label.

Can I help it if my chosen field happens to be a visual medium?

Oh, remember, I'm taking one shot of this blue-haired vidi

for The Herald and that's it, I'm out of here.

Okay, T.J., have it your way.

On behalf of our literary review

we welcome you to Shuster, Miss Dare.

You must be Lana. A pleasure.

And you are?

White. Uh, Trevor Jenkins White, the third.

The Herald brought me in to do some coverage on you.

I'm doing an in-depth photo essay

of your first week at Shuster.

How lovely!

Shall we go?

[imitating Pamela] Come, Trevor, your blue-hair video waits.

"But the flames of revolution couldn't begin to compare

"with the inner fire of their hidden passion.

"Betsy knew this was the night

"the night she would finally surrender

"to the brawny redcoat

"who could cast a spell over her with his smoldering eyes

"the night she would finally surrender

to his kisses and his.."

And his what?

Uh, this is too much.

Tell me about it.

I still have I don't know how much more research left

on my Herald profile with Pamela Dare.

You're not the only one who's doing research.

You know, he's been coming in so late

and he leaves early in the morning.

Forgot about The Herald.

I haven't even him seen him there all week long.

Maybe something hot and heavy is going on.

I mean, after all this is...Pamela Dare.

Please! Come on. The woman has written 21 best-selling novels

she's made millions of dollars

she dates princes and sheikhs.

Don't you think she's a little out of T.J.'s league?

Don't underestimate, T.J..

I happened to know a lot of older women

who find him absolutely adorable.

Really?

Like who?

[camera clicking]

What a fantastic house!

And that was really wild finding out

that your relatives had built it over 200 years ago.

And expensive.

The current owner tried to drive the price up.

I had to wear him down.

These past few days have been so great, Pamela.

I mean, life with you is a kick!

Life is a wondrous gift.

Respect it, cherish it, devour it.

But most of all, enjoy it.

Enjoy.

I practice what I preach.

Come, Trevor.

That first day we met

you told me you were a friend of Superboy's.

[dramatic music]

Yeah.

- I want you to prove it. - Yeah?

[crowd cheering]

(male announcer) And now, let's have a big round of applause, shall we?

For the team, the Superboy Team.

That's right, ladies and gentlemen.

For today's special event

proceeds are all going to charity.

Superboy has graciously agreed to play a practice game..

...all by himself.

It's the ultimate playoffs sports fans.

Who else, but the boy of steel

can play all nine positions at the same time?

Okay, folks, watch closely, and let's play ball.

[theme music]

[spectators cheering]

[eerie music]

Only then, when you have achieved

that rarest of plateaus all writers aspire to.

Your words will have a life of their own.

They will have transcribed the spirit of another age.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

I hope you've enjoyed this afternoon as much as I have.

[audience applauding]

[indistinct chatter]

Pamela. Pamela Dare, Clark Kent.

What a pleasure this is Clark

to be finally meeting you..

...in the flesh.

It-It's my pleasure for sure, Miss Dare..

...uh, to meet you.

Trevor's told me so much about you

I feel as if I've met you before.

- Oh.. - Mr. White.

Hey there, Professor Myers!

Didn't see you taking any notes

or maybe you figure The Shuster Herald

has no use for Pamela's kind of writing?

I'm going to ignore that remark, Mr. White.

You're in enough trouble as it is.

I expect the prints you owe me on my desk tomorrow morning.

Then you and I...are going to have a little talk.

[indistinct chattering]

I don't believe it!

She actually had the nerve to ask you to go home with her?

I'm glad, T.J. didn't hear.

Hey, guys! So, Clark, what do you think of my woman, huh?

- Ooh! - Ha ha ha.

I'll catch you two later.

- His woman? - I have to talk to him tonight.

Pamela!

Hey, what's going on?

I'll always smile when I think of you, Trevor.

And who knows?

Maybe you'll find yourself in one of my books someday.

What do you mean? That's it?

I mean, it's over just like that?

Ciao, darling. And do try and enjoy the rest of your life.

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[dramatic music]

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You must be afraid.

It doesn't work for me unless you're afraid.

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Ah!

[indistinct chattering]

[telephone ringing]

Have a seat, Mr. White.

You have a lot of explaining to do.

[clattering]

Yeah. Mm.

Can you hold on a second? Thanks.

Where have you been, man?

I was looking all over for you. I've been so worried sick.

I'll be through in five minutes.

Wanna get some lunch or something?

Are you okay?

[intense music]

[dramatic music]

What you did to my friends was really low.

What are you talking about?

T.J., you dumped him

and then you turned him and Clark against each other.

What if I told you I have plans for Trevor...and your Clark?

I'm warning you. Leave them alone.

I wish I could.

Is that all you want? For me to leave them alone?

Yeah.

Now you're gonna find out what I want.

Forget it, Simon. No way, lady.

You have no hold... over...m-me.

[eerie music]

(Pamela) I have had better days, Simon.

I know, I know, don't dwell in the past.

Look ahead. Only ahead.

I trust you've made our guests comfortable.

That extraordinary creature could be my salvation.

He is as potent as we believe. I may never have to feed again.

Then...only then, will all this have been worth it.

After all this time, you'd think I'd know how to say goodbye.

I'll make sure you linger, son.

Just long enough.

But first, I need your adrenaline.

I need to make you afraid.

You, I am going to miss.

Be afraid.

Oh, my! Well, if you see Lana around

will you please have her call me as soon as possible?

Okay, thanks.

[knocking on door]

T.J.?

Simon!

Lay down.

Ah!

- Oh! - What happened?

[gasping] Oh..

Oh!

[whirring]

[theme music]

(Pamela) I've always loved that portrait.

I posed for it the same year this house was built.

What'd you say if I told you

the artist and I were introduced

at Andrew Jackson's inaugural ball?

Andrew Jackson? I'd say you were very well preserved.

I'll take that as a compliment.

I suppose this artist ended up the same way Simon did, huh?

Simon was...nothing unique.

All men wither and die, Superboy.

It's nature's way.

When I feed on a victim

I merely accelerate the process a bit.

That's really sick.

So tell me, what sort of creature

stays young by stealing the youth of others?

A Succubus.

And you're right, Superboy. It is a sickness.

Sickness that brings with it a curse of immortality.

How long have you been like this?

Ha! For so long, the answer is beyond remembering.

And what I do remember is in my books.

The slaves that built the pyramids

in ancient Egypt, all worshipped me.

Pirate ships sailed the high seas of the sixteenth century

searching for treasure to appease me.

I was the secret lover Napoleon surrender to

long before he fell at Waterloo.

Now, you know the secret of Pamela Dare's success.

She doesn't write novels, she writes memoirs.

The lives of my heroines all belong to me.

And you destroyed how many others to lead those lives?

My books dwell in the past, I look to the future.

That was me in your room the other night, Superboy.

My magic made you think it was a dream.

What do you want from me?

Don't you know, Superboy? I want you.

[T.J. grunting]

Fascinating with a house this old

what one can find locked away in the basement.

You may have noticed both of those death devices

are in perfect working order

and set to kill your friends within seconds.

[eerie music]

The first time was no good. There was no fear.

But now, now, you are afraid. Afraid for them.

Now, you are mine!

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[both grunting]

Ah, what a life!

So much more. So much more than I ever imagined.

It's mine!

Ah-ha! Aaah!

[laser beam sputtering]

[theme music]

[sighs]

[groaning]

(Lana) What's happening?

(Clark) She thought she could preserve her youth

by stealing my super life force.

(T.J.) Must've been too much, Superboy.

She's not only staying young, she's getting younger.

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

(Lana) Oh, my God! Look!

[crackling]

[somber music]

There's nothing you could have done, Superboy.

I was in love with that?

(Clark) It wasn't love, T.J..

It was a power beyond anything we've ever known.

I'd like to think that it's gone forever.

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[camera clicking]

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[crackling]

Captioned by Grant Brown