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They're going to kill me.
You've got to do something.

Who is gonna kill you?

The people who made Vixen
are going to kill me.

Who are they, doctor?
And why are they gonna kill you?

Please!

You've got to protect me.

Where are you right now?

I'm in my office, I..

The-the door is locked.

There's no other way in.

[switch clicks]

(Lois on phone)
'Dr. Martinelli?'

(Dr. Martinelli)
'Boy, oh..'

(Clark on phone)
'Doctor?'

- 'I can't..'
- 'Hello, doctor?'

[dramatic music]

Oh, my God!

Dr. Martinelli, what is it?

(Dr. Martinelli)
'Help! Somebody.'

'Something.'

'Oh, my God!
No!'

[line disconnects]

[music continues]

(Superman)
'Dr. Martinelli?'

[knocking on door]
'Are you in there,
Dr. Martinelli?'

[theme music]

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

Okay. Thanks.

The coroner said
Martinelli was strangled.

So there had to be somebody else
in the room with him.

But that's impossible.
There were no windows.

And the door was locked
and barricaded.

Uh, according to police reports.

'What have you got
on Martinelli?'

"Dr. Angelo Martinelli,
expert in bioelectronics

specializing in fiber optics."

He said whoever made Vixen
was going to kill him.

So, maybe, Martinelli
had something to do

with designing her, or it.

And now he's dead,
along with the heads

of four of the top
corporations in Metropolis.

I got something else
on Martinelli.

He received over $200,000
in the last year from a..

...company called
"Caribbean Imports"

in the Cayman Islands.

Cayman Islands?

Bet that money's
been washed so often

you can't see the faces
of the presidents.

Jimmy, dig up what you can
on Caribbean Imports.

'And you know what,
while you're at it'

see if there's been any other
recent deaths like Martinelli's.

Murders with no visible sign
of entry, you got it.

[telephone ringing]

(Perry)
'Hey, you two.'

Leslie here's
got some great news.

Yesterday, Perry told me about
a convention in Atlantic City.

The International
Association of News Writers.

- That's the one.
- Very big deal.

I called the organizers
and raised hell

that none of my people
were invited.

Well, only a couple of US papers
are invited every year.

It'll be three this year.

I'd like you two
to represent us.

It's a fantastic opportunity.
What do you say?

Oh, uh, well, we're..

We're pretty busy
working on this story.

Lois, I've seen you juggle
four or five assignments.

And it's not like
you're going to be out of touch.

There are such things
as telephones, fax machines.

He has a point.

- Okay, we're in.
- Wonderful.

I'll let them know immediately.

Oh, and if anyone needs me,
I'm holed up in here

until they have
my office ready upstairs.

Uh, Leslie, thanks for using
your clout to muscle us in.

Well, I'm just the new kid
from Down Under, but I try.

"I'm just the new kid
from Down Under, but I try."

What are you doing up here?

Clearly, you have
their trust, master.

Well, I suppose it's all
a matter of charisma.

It's a matter of cunning
and manipulation, sir. Mine.

And don't think for one moment
I'm not grateful.

What, after all, is the star
without the supporting player?

[knocking on door]

Leslie, I was wondering..

Oh, I'm sorry I'm interrupting.

No, not at all.

Lois, I'd like you
to meet Mr. Smith

my one-time tutor, my valet,
my aide-de-camp.

Pleased to..

...meet you.

[dramatic music]

Oh. Well, I, uh,
I can come back later.

I just wanted to ask you
about that flight information.

Of course, my man here
will have it

'ready for you
within the hour.'

(Mr. Smith)
'The police have no clues
in Dr. Martinelli's death.'

- 'You do very good work.'
- I know.

Dr. Rankin must be handled
with the same severity.

No one involved in the creation
of Vixen can be left alive.

Then I get the antidote?

Of course.

[rumbling]

It's the 10:15 to Park Ridge.

[screams]

Oh, it's-it's getting worse.

Apparently.

The sooner you take care
of business

the sooner we can help you.

Dr. Rankin's already dead.

He just doesn't know it yet.

So, what exactly were you doing

at the Planet this morning, huh?

'Checking up on me, were you?'

Did you think I wouldn't
hold up my end?

We are at a crucial
point in the plan.

'By the end of the week'

we should have the final pieces
of LexCorp in our control.

'And everything and everyone'

that can tie us to Vixen
will be gone.

Ah, so it was the plan
that brought you topside, hmm?

Or did you just want
to gaze at Lois Lane?

My God, you were
practically drooling.

Is it my imagination

or are you more arrogant
every day?

That doesn't sound
very respectful.

Should it?

Well, we both have work to do.

Do you think
it's still down here?

Lex Luthor said
in his final communication

that he'd uncovered a secret,
a secret so powerful..

...it could give us the world.

He died down here.

The secret must be here.

Buried under tons of rubble.

Well, best of luck.
I have a luncheon.

[crackling]

[indistinct chatter]

[bell chiming]

[switch clicks]

[dramatic music]

What the devil's going on here?

[choking]

(Clark)
'Honey, it's just one night.'

This from the man who brings
a change of clothes

with him wherever he goes.

Well, I suppose
I could leave this home.

You know what, if there's no
room for that in your suitcase

I think..
Yeah, look at that.

Plenty of room for it in mine.

Hope you're not planning
on getting much sleep.

Furthest thing from my mind.

You know, honey, with everything
that's been going on

we haven't been talking much
about the having-kids thing.

Yeah, well, as soon as
we get back from Atlantic City

I-I'll call Dr. Klein
and make an appointment.

Okay, because I think before
we decide about having kids

we should find out
if we can.

You know what?
I think that is a..

[telephone ringing]

[chuckles]

Hello.

Hey, Jimmy.

- Murdered?
- Who was murdered?

Alright. Thanks a lot.

A college professor
named Lawrence Rankin.

Let me guess,
his door was locked

from the inside
and he was strangled?

Mm-hm.

- So much for the convention.
- No, no, no.

I'll check it out
and meet you in Atlantic City.

And actually, I'll probably
get there before you do.

A professor in the next office
heard a commotion

and came over to see
if everything was okay

but the door was locked.

'When we got here'

'we found Rankin
lying on the floor strangled.'

- 'Sound familiar?'
- Yeah.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Looks like he,
he taught...physiology.

Yeah, supposed to be an expert
in the field of something

called, uh,
"Engineered Bionics."

"Engineered bionics?"

You mind if I take
a look around?

This is an active
crime scene, Mr. Kent.

I can't let you touch anything.

Matt, look, I promise I will not
touch any of the evidence.

[indistinct chatter]

[sighs]

[indistinct radio chatter]

And this is the second case
of a person in a locked room

dying of strangulation.

Well, self-induced strangulation
is extremely rare.

What? It's true.

Well, a-apparently,
also this Dr. Rankin

was involved in building Vixen.

Hmm.

So if you have any theories
on what might have

killed these men, I would be
very interested in hearing them.

You got it.

Well...bye.

Bye-bye.

Is there something else,
Superman?

Uh, yeah, you and I have a..

...a doctor-patient
confidentiality, right?

Absolutely.

- What's on your mind?
- A woman.

- A woman?
- I-I'm seeing one.

- Seeing?
- Y-you know, dating.

Dating. You're dating?

Well, yeah, yeah.

And I have a few questions.

No one has ever sat you down

and explained
these things before?

Alright.

What I'm about to say
may shock you.

No. No, no, no,
What I need to know is..

...if this woman
and I got serious--

Is this anyone I know?

Do you think we'd have enough..

...biological compatibility
to...have children?

What?

Uh..

Well, uh..

Well, the-the thing is..

...while in many ways,
you resemble an earth human

your biology
is clearly different.

Uh..

You-you couldn't
donate blood, for instance.

Determining whether you
could father a child here

would require careful testing.

Okay.

Well, meanwhile, uh..

...any...relations
with your honey

must be conducted
with extreme caution.

Of course.

Uh, you-you know
what I mean by caution?

- Yeah.
- Okay. Alright.

- Thanks.
- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Wow. Who knew?

C.K., I've been looking
everywhere for you.

- Where have you been?
- I've been on a..

Just doing stuff.

Thought I'd check in before
I took off for Atlantic City.

Alright. Here's what
I got, alright?

In the last year,
there have been

eight deaths
behind locked doors.

Four self-inflicted gunshots,
two hangings, one asphyxiation

and one fiddleback-spider bite.

So, in other words, nothing
that pertains to this case.

Zip, but I did find out
that Professor Rankin

was on the same payroll
plan as Martinelli

200 thou from Caribbean Imports.

Well, if both men
were involved with Vixen

this was probably their fee.

Alright, If you find out
anything on Caribbean Imports

give me a call.

I'll be at the Atlantic Towers,
okay?

Clark.

I'm glad I caught you before
you left for the airport.

Uh, you might wanna consider

changing your final destination.

What do you mean?

Leslie here
has pulled off a hell

of a journalistic coup.

And he's handing it to you
on a silver platter.

Perry and I think
you should be the one

to interview Peter Massey,
before his execution.

Massey?

Every journalist
in the world's been chasing

that story for six months.

How-how did you land it?

Gosh.
Beginner's luck, I guess.

The only condition is,
Massey insists

that you stay with him
every minute

until he walks that final mile.

Can you handle it?

[chuckles nervously]
Absolutely.

But what about Atlantic City
and the-the conference?

Well, it's your call.

Although Massey may back out
if it's not you he's talking to.

It'd be quite a plus
for the Planet, Clark.

[chuckling]
Okay. Absolutely.

Let me just, uh, make
a phone call. One second.

[indistinct chatter]

(woman on phone)
'Atlantic Towers Hotel.'

- Uh, front desk, please.
- 'Desk.'

Yeah, I'd like
to leave a message

for Lois Lane
when she checks in.

- 'Yes, sir. Who's calling?'
- This is her husband.

Please tell her that I
have to go to San Francisco

'on a story, and I won't be
able to make it.'

(man on phone)
'Yes, sir.'

Right. Thank you.

And thank you very much
for this interview.

Just mention me in passing
when you're accepting

your next Kerth Award.

[laughing]
Deal.

Alright. On my way.

[dramatic music]

(woman on phone)
'Atlantic Towers Hotel.'

Front desk, please.

'One moment, please.'

[knocking on door]

Just a second.

Hello, sweetheart.

Hello, Lois.

I do hope I'm not
disturbing anything.

Oh. No, no.
Not-not at all.

Uh, would you, uh,
like to come in?

I was just, uh, expecting Clark.

So I see.

Unfortunately,
his plans changed.

Uh, his-his plans changed?

At the last second, I was able
to buy Peter Massey's story

and Clark is probably sitting
with him right now on death row.

Really?
Massey? Oh, wow.

That's the interview
of the year.

Oh. He didn't call and tell me.

Oh. Didn't he?

Well, it was all
very last minute.

He was rushing
to make his plane.

And you decided
to take his place?

Now that I own a newspaper,
I thought it'd be a good idea

if I learned how to run it.

Plus, I was hoping that I could
take advantage of you.

Excuse me?

Your contacts and good name.

'Maybe you could introduce me'

to some of the key people
around here?

Sure.

Why not?

[dramatic music]

(Edward)
'Smith!'

Rankin's dead.

Where's the antidote?

Your work's not quite finished.

You hold out on me..

...you'll regret it!

[grunting]

[screaming]

I realize you're not
quite yourself, Hanson.

But you try that again

and the antidote
goes down the drain.

Any chance you had
at a normal life goes with it.

'And you remain as you are.'

- Understand?
- Yes.

We're on the same team,
Hanson.

Need I remind you..

...that your present condition
is the result

of the accident you suffered
while working

for one of LexCorp's
most-hated competitors?

- Walter O'Neill.
- Walter O'Neill.

Is he the target?

We have other plans
for O'Neill.

I'll contact you later
with a name. Now, get out.

[dramatic music]

(Lex on tape)
'Think of it, son.'

'The secret that would make us
the most powerful men on earth.'

Oh, and, Jimmy,
one more thing.

The second you get
those crime scene photos

call me, okay?

Thanks.

[knocking on door]

- Yeah?
- 'Lois, it's Leslie.'

'I need your help.'

Coming.

[sighs]

Do you have any idea
how to tie one of these?

Lucky for you, my father
was all thumbs. Come on in.

You'd think a man in my position
would know how to dress himself.

Bow ties are much
more complicated

than corporate takeovers.

Here. Have a seat.

You made quite an impression
out there today.

What do you mean?

I've had at least
a dozen editors tell me

how fortunate I was to have you,
so to speak.

This end under, nope.
This end over.

This end under.

You really are
quite extraordinary.

Award-winning reporter,
worldly, can tie a bow tie..

Windsurf, rollerblade,
and play the piano.

It's all listed on my resume
under "Special Skills."

Clark's a very lucky man.

Okay, turn around.

[instrumental music]

It's a wonderful feeling
when you finally find

that special person.

Uh.

- You better go, Mr. Luckaby.
- Please, let me apologize.

I-I don't know
what got into me.

This is a terrible mistake.

You're damn right
it's a mistake.

Because number one,
I love my husband

and number two, Clark is not
someone you want mad at you.

I-I don't want either of you
to be mad at me.

I-I honestly don't know
what came over me.

Maybe it's the liquor.

Then maybe you shouldn't drink.

You're absolutely right,
and I am absolutely humiliated.

I guarantee you, Lois.

Nothing like this will
ever happen again.

It better not.

Lois..

...is it possible to keep this
just to ourselves?

Clark and I don't have secrets.

It's Clark I'm thinking of.

Putting aside my humiliation

I-I wouldn't want him
to leave "The Planet"

just because of a moment's
stupidity on my part.

He has a brilliant career
ahead of him there.

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Hey, I just got in.
- Me too.

Sorry I couldn't make it
to the convention.

You were on death row
with Peter Massey

while I was in some $400-a-night
suite in Atlantic City.

I'm so jealous.

They just kept filing
appeal after appeal

until morning, and then..

You know, you come out
of something like that

with such an appreciation for..

...life. Hmm.

I'm a little surprised
you didn't call me

and tell me you were going.

I did. I left you
a message at your hotel.

- I didn't get it.
- Really?

Well, I was gonna call you
again from the prison

but I was locked inside
that cell with Massey all night.

Hmm.

Oh, I promised I'd get
these down to photo

but I wanna swap trip stories.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right here.

Clark.

- How was the interview?
- It went very well.

It was intense,
but I think I have enough

for a three or four-parter.

Fantastic. Oh, listen, um,
can I talk to you for a moment?

Sure.

I just wanted to say
that I'm extremely

extremely sorry

for what happened
at the convention.

- At the convention? W--
- Ah, please, let me finish.

I'm sure Lois has told
you all about it.

A-and I don't wanna
beat a dead horse

but you should know, Clark,
that she definitely

put me in my place.

And nothing like this
will ever happen again.

- Nothing like--
- I have to go a board meeting.

We'll talk about this later.

Talk about what?

- So, where were we?
- Uh..

I-I, uh, I left you
a message at your hotel

and you didn't get it and..

I'm-I'm really sorry
that I left you stranded.

That's okay.
I wasn't exactly all alone.

You weren't?

No. There must have been
300 other reporters there.

And Leslie came.

Yeah?

And..

I introduced him
to some movers and shakers

and he pretty much
went on his way.

That's it?

I had dinner in my room
with Peter Jennings.

I was on the bed.
He was on the TV.

[chuckling]

Seriously, there was one
little thing

I wanted to talk to you about.

(male #1)
'Help! No!'

Someone's in trouble.
I gotta go.

Let's talk about this later.

[dramatic music]

[glass shatters]

[swooshing]

(Lois)
'And it just vanished?'

Okay.
I'll talk to you later.

That was Clark.

Superman told him that he saw

some shadowy figure
in the victim's office.

One second, it was there,
and the next, it disappeared.

So whoever killed Flemming
was some kind of ghost?

Hmm. Could be.
Nothing surprises me anymore.

So what have you got
on Flemming?

Big-time financial advisor

handled money for some
of the biggest names in town.

Oh, and look at this.

One of Flemming's clients..

...Caribbean Imports.

Caribbean Imports
keeps coming up.

Do we know anything
about this mysterious company

other than the fact
that everyone associated with it

seems to end up dead?

Well, uh, according to the chart

it's made up of a bunch
of tiny businesses

so it's probably some kind
of shell company.

Hmm.

Try cross-referencing
Flemming's client list

with anyone even
remotely attached

to any of those
little businesses.

Alright.

Oh, uh..

Is C.K. alright?

Yeah. Why?

Well, I..

He and Leslie were talking,
and he looked kind of upset.

[intense music]

(Lex on recording)
'After all these years,
I was shocked.'

Making progress?

Slow...but sure.

(Lex)
'Think of it, son.'

'The secret that could make us
the most powerful men on earth.'

- You've found his secret.
- Listen.

'The only thing that's ever
rivaled our power is Superman.'

'But what better way
to neutralize him'

'than to possess
his deepest secret'

'that of his true identity.'

- He knew.
- Evidently.

'After all these years,
I was shocked'

'but somewhat amused
to discover..'

[static]

Discover what? Who is it?

Hopefully, I can recover
the sound so we can find out.

Oh, everything is falling
into place.

Do you know how people
look at me?

'With awe.'

I was born for this.

Born for it?

I put all this in your hands.

And as for Lois Lane..

Just remember our goal.

To drive a wedge
between Lois and Clark.

Of course,
but the added dividend is..

Well, she claimed to be
angry with me last night

but, I don't know

there was something else
in her eyes.

Stop it!

Stop it.

I don't know why
you're so upset.

'We're both going to have'

exactly what we...want.

I need to get back
to the "Daily Planet."

Pull the car around.

Well, Lex Luthor Jr. doesn't
drive himself now, does he?

- Did Hanson do his job?
- Paul Flemming is dead.

He arranged the payments
to the men who built Vixen

who are also dead.

That chapter is closed.

So now will you give
Hanson the antidote?

- There is no antidote.
- Oh, marvelous.

Can we convince Hanson
to stay on?

He's handy to have around.

Of course,
what else would he do

get a sideshow job
at a carnival?

[both snickering]

[slams fist]

(Edward)
I swore you'd regret
holding out on me..

...and, Mr. Luthor.

None of us will get
exactly what we want.

[indistinct chatter]

I heard there was
another strangulation.

- Do the police have any leads?
- Uh, no. But, Leslie--

I'll be glad to brainstorm with
you and Clark if you'd like.

I'm planning on working here
late tonight, anyway.

Let's brainstorm about
something else, shall we?

Like..

...oh, what you and Clark
talked about today.

Clark? Uh, well, let's see.

I, I asked him how things
went with Massey.

Anything else?

Oh. You mean
our little incident.

Did you mention that to him?

I felt it was the right
thing to do.

Oh, so you begged me
not to say anything to Clark

about that little incident.

And yet, at your first
opportunity

you marched right up to him

and announced
that you hit on me.

Lois, you have every reason
to be angry, but hear me out.

Oh? Oh, well,
this ought to be good.

I've only known you
and Clark for a week or so

but I can tell
you have an incredible bond.

I just assumed that you would've
told Clark what happened.

I...felt I needed
to speak to him.

Face to face, man to man.

[sighs]

I acted completely
inappropriately.

Can you find it in your heart
to give me one more chance?

I don't know.

I'm sure everything
will be fine.

Clark is a very
understanding person.

Uh-huh.

I don't understand.

Leslie said that-that
you put him in his place.

Which means that
he was out of place.

So exactly
which place was he in?

Well, he kind of made
a pass at me.

Kind of made a pass at you?

Clark, there's no reason
to be mad.

Look, I don't know whether
I need to be mad or not.

I still don't know
what happened.

It was nothing.

It was obviously something.

Something that Leslie
felt so guilty about

that he had to clear
his conscience

the second he saw me.

Yeah, so I heard.

Which brings us right back
to the question

of why you didn't tell me.

I tried to tell you
earlier what happened

which was that nothing happened

but because Leslie inexplicably
came running to you

with that nothing,
it then became something.

So it is something.

Look, he was drinking,
and he made a mistake.

For which he is totally
humiliated and apologetic.

And he didn't want this
infinitesimal incident

to affect your
working relationship.

Well, newsflash.
It has.

Which is why he didn't wanna
tell you in the first place.

Well, then, so why did he?

Because he thought
I already had.

[telephone ringing]

What? I-I'm sorry, Jimmy.
What?

Yeah. Okay. Thanks.

[sighs]
It seems that one name popped up
out of the cross-reference

'you wanted on all those
Caribbean Imports companies.'

Walter O'Neill.

Walter O'Neill,
the industrialist?

Yeah. Jimmy has a whole stack
of information at the Planet.

Maybe I should go
take a look at it.

Okay.

I guess I'll just
hang here and see

what I can get on the computer.

Yeah.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

[hissing]

[indistinct chatter]

So Caribbean Imports
was designed

as a shell company
for Walter O'Neill.

And once I found that out,
I dug into O'Neill's corporation

and I came across this.

Dr. Edward Hanson.

'He worked
in the chemical division'

'for O'Neill Incorporated.'

A few months ago, he was
involved in a lab accident.

What does this have to do
with our investigation?

A lab assistant told the police
that Hanson was exposed

to radical isotope bombardment

causing him to lose
molecular density

turning him into some
kind of ghost-like figure.

Ghost? Or a shadow.

Just like the one that Superman
saw in Flemming's office.

So this shadow killer used
to work for Walter O'Neill.

You think he still does?

Uh, I'm, I'm nearsighted.

[intense music]

'"Bayview Finance."'

"Metropolis Waste Disposal."

"Armstrong Capitol Group."

- Where?
- Uh, I'm just--

I'm thinking out loud.

'"Luckaby Enterprises."'

Pull up everything you can
on Luckaby Enterprises.

Okay.

[telephone ringing]

- Hello.
- Hi.

Listen, uh, we got hold
of a photo

of this Walter O'Neill.

'Turns out he was the owner
of Caribbean Enterprises.'

So he was the guy writing
the checks for Vixen.

It shows a whole
list of companies

that he was targeting
for acquisition

'which brings us to Luckaby.'

Luckaby? As in Leslie Luckaby?

Oh, Clark, can't
we just let this--

No, no, no,
this has nothing to do

with Atlantic City.

Look, I-I'll explain it all
when I get home later.

Here's a listing of Luckaby's
corporate holdings.

Great.

Jimmy, why don't you
call it a night?

Goodnight.

(Clark)
'We can go through all this
as soon as I get home.'

Yeah.

I guess we do have a few things
to talk about when you get home.

I know, the-the air
needs clearing.

It's a little thick.

So when are you coming?

[line snips]

Clark?

Hello?

Huh. The line went dead.

Maybe you forgot to pay
your phone bill.

Happens to me all the time.

[switch clicks]

What is going on around here?

[intense music]

[hissing]

[redialing]

[line ringing]

No escape.

[Edward laughs]

'You aren't going anywhere.'

[laughing]

[laughing]

[breathing heavily]

[laughter continues]

[shatters]

[music continues]

[line ringing]

[switch clicks]

[screams]

[shatters]

You're the one that killed
Dr. Martinelli and the others.

You're next.
Then the son.

Son? Whose son?

The son of the man who knows
Superman's identity.

[grunting]

[choking]

(Superman)
'Hanson!'

You can't stop me.

Lois!

[groans]

The light.
He's afraid of the light.

[buzzing]

[screams]

[grunting]

He's gone.

His name was Hanson.

He worked for Walter O'Neill.

I found out the murdered CEOs
were heads of companies

that O'Neill wanted
to take over.

O'Neill used Vixen to kill them

and then Hanson to kill
the people that built her.

We have to get to Leslie.

How is Leslie involved
in all this?

As a potential victim.

His company was next
on the takeover list.

I think he said he was working
late at the Planet tonight.

[gunshot]

Leslie.

[gun clatters]

It's W-Walter O'Neill.
I think I killed him.

What happened?

He showed up and said
he wanted to buy me out.

I told him he was crazy.

And he pulled out a gun
and said either I sell

'or end up like the others.'

We struggled,
and the next thing I knew..

...the gun went off.

I can't believe
I actually killed a person.

A person who was
trying to kill you.

But there were no witnesses.

You really believe that
the police will believe me?

We have evidence that O'Neill
was the one behind Vixen

and behind the deaths
of the CEOs.

And the shadow killer
and the other murders.

[instrumental music]

What would I do
without the two of you?

Clark, I-I owe you
an apology, I..

No. No. Look, we can talk
about this later.

I must say it.

If I've been responsible
for any misunderstandings

between you and Lois,
I sincerely

sincerely regret it.

Like I said, we can
talk about it later.

Thank you.

Thank you both.

[music continues]

What a day.

[laughing]

What a week.

Honey, I'm sorry
I got a little...crazy

about the whole Leslie thing.

Well, I'm sorry that I drive men
so wild it even became an issue.

Mmm.

Oh, I almost forgot
to tell you.

- I, uh, saw Dr. Klein.
- And?

And he's gonna run some tests
and see if we're compatible.

- We're compatible.
- Hmm. You know what I mean.

Wonder what's gonna happen
to all of Walter O'Neill's

holdings now that he's dead.

Hmm, this list of companies
he took over..

There's something
so familiar about it.

Thank you.

Oh.

Lex owned some of those.

- Lex Luthor?
- Well, yeah.

Once he showed me a whole
diagram of his kingdom.

I'd say that's about half of it.

The other half was?

Transportation, utilities,
phone company, broadcasting

at one point,
even the Daily Planet.

Leslie Luckaby.

You still suspicious of him?

Let's just say he hasn't
given me a reason not to be.

Honey, Jimmy ran a list
of Leslie's other holdings.

Utilities, transportation,
phone company, broadcasting..

The Daily Planet.

Put it all together
and it's Lex's empire.

I mean, if Leslie
should happen to scoop up

the other half from O'Neill..

...LexCorp could live again.

But Leslie wasn't trying
to take over, O'Neill was.

Leslie was his next victim.

Maybe.

Wait a second.

In all the confusion,
I almost forgot.

- What?
- The shadow creature.

When it was attacking me,
it said the next person

it was gonna kill
was the son of the man

who knew Superman's identity.

Lex knew Superman's identity.

- Oh, Clark, this is silly.
- Is it?

Well, Lex only had one son
and he's gone.

Lois, we don't know
how many sons Lex had.

All I know is some stranger
shows up in Metropolis

poised to take over
Lex Luthor's empire.

And from what you're telling me,
he just might be.

Lex Luthor's son.

[instrumental music]

[operatic singing]

You're alive.

So I assume everything
went according to plan.

It couldn't have gone better.

Lane and Kent found every piece
of evidence we planted.

Even the damning reflection
in the photo of O'Neill?

Clark was particularly proud
of that piece of detection.

They're very good.

Good enough to lay everything
at the feet of O'Neill.

When this hits
the paper tomorrow

his entire empire
will crumble.

And we'll be around
to pick up the pieces.

If you listen closely,
you can hear Lex

laughing from his grave.

If you listen closer..

...you can actually
hear him speaking.

You restored the recording.

When have I ever
failed you, master?

(Lex on recording)
'After all these years'

'I was shocked
but somewhat amused'

'to discover that Superman
had been masquerading'

'as my other nemesis.'

'The beloved of my dear Lois'

'none other than Clark Kent.'

[laughing]

[music continues]

[train rattling]

[crackling]

[theme music]