[siren wailing]
Come on. Come on.
[indistinct chatter]
And yet another blaze, presumably a case of arson
has drawn firefighters to the West River area.
Six in the last twenty-four hours, and still
'Metropolis fire department officials have no leads.'
'There is a custodian trapped inside'
the West River Garment Company building on the top floor.
The engine ladders aren't tall enough to reach him
and the building stairwells are engulfed in flames.
There doesn't appear to be any way to get him out.
- 'It's him!' - 'Superman!'
[crowd clamoring]
(male #1) 'It seems that Superman has been able'
'to reach the man in question.'
[crowd cheering]
- You'll be okay now. - Superman.
(male #2) 'You did a great job, Superman.'
You've been helping the fire department all day.
'Any idea who could be behind the fires?'
No. We've been too busy fighting them.
We're hearing rumors that the arsons
might be gang-related. Any comment?
I'm sure the authorities are doing everything
they can to find out.
(man on speaker) 'Fire at 8th and Hobbs.'
Now, if you'll excuse me.
[Superman whooshes]
♪ Steam heat I got ♪
♪ Psss steam heat I got ♪♪
You got nothin'.
But, Johnny, last night you said I had talent.
Last night you did. Next!
- We have a situation. - I'm busy.
There was another fire, this time at Rudy's place.
- I'll take care of it. - Rudy pays us for protection.
- I said I'll take care of it. - How?
Look, you really wanna help me and the Metro Organization?
- You know I do. - Then put on some tap shoes.
I need a new chorus girl.
[laughs]
Come on! I said next! Come on.
Hey, you with the legs.
'The long legs.'
[instrumental music]
Yeah, you. Come here.
Uh-huh.
Baby cakes...you're in.
- Oh, gosh. - Sorry, girls.
Better luck next time.
[theme music]
[music continues]
- It's too dangerous. - Well, not for me.
Look, it's very simple.
The Metro gang controls West River.
West River's on fire. Only West River.
So I am going undercover to find out why.
Those guys aren't just club owners, Lois.
They're gangsters. Gangsters, you know?
Cement shoes, sleeps with the fishes
'that kind of thing.'
Mmm. This is cold.
Thank you for your concern, but no, thanks.
- Chief. - What's up, Kent?
Please talk some sense into her, would you?
You ever try to milk a steer?
Lois, what's the problem today?
The problem is Clark, here, would rather lose the scoop
on the West River fires than have me take
a few little chances.
Lois.
(Lois) 'If I'm an investigative journalist'
'I've got to be able to investigate, right?'
[gurgling]
[sighs]
- A scoop, huh? - A sure thing.
You know, Kent, uh, it's always been my policy
to back my reporters one thousand percent.
I mean, if you went up there and opened those windows
and told me that you could fly, I'd back you up.
I'd miss you, but I'd back you up.
Thanks, chief.
Doesn't mean you shouldn't be careful.
(Clark) You know, you should've discussed this with me
before you took this on. We're a team.
Sometimes players have to wait on the bench
while other players run with the ball.
You're in over your head on this one, Lois.
If you can't stand the heat, stay out of the story.
Mmm-hm.
Besides, I'm first and foremost a professional
and I would certainly never do anything
to compromise my personal safety
or the integrity of my work.
Lois, this just came for you.
The, uh, dry cleaner said he had a terrible time
with the, uh...the feathers.
[instrumental music]
[clears throat]
[sniggers]
[indistinct chatter]
(Lex) Schools, shops, restaurants, theaters
offices, apartments, a self-contained community.
A giant step forward in urban reawakening.
A bright new jewel in Metropolis' crown.
Mr. Luthor, aren't you worried
about making such a large investment
in the West River area at this time?
- No. - 'Well, what about the fires?'
Even Superman can't keep up with them.
(Lex) 'Well, Superman's made a valiant effort.'
Unfortunately, he's failed.
I suppose that proves he's only human.
[crowd chuckles]
'Now, West River is currently a blight'
on the face of our fair city. Lex Harbor will change all that.
(Clark) 'But how do you respond to accusations'
that coercion was used to pressure the city council
to approve this project without appropriate study?
Well, I don't respond to accusations, Mr. Kent.
I'm more concerned with results.
I believe that with Lex Harbor we can take Metropolis back
from the criminal elements and the gang influence
that apparently even Superman can't control.
Good day.
[reporters clamoring]
[intense music]
[sirens wailing]
When you're not on-stage, you're out here taking orders.
Oh, and if you hold the tray like this
then you'll always have one hand free for protection.
- Protection? - Mm-hmm.
Eyes ain't the only things that wander in this joint.
[chucking]
Ooh, I better get in there with something
to wet their whistle, or I'll be back
at the truck stop slingin' hash.
Oh, let me. I could use the practice.
- They tip big. - There's a $20 in it for you.
[tray clanking]
[sighs]
- Rocko! - 'Yeah?'
Tell the Robertson boys they got one week to pay up
then you take care of it.
- You got it? - 'Okay, Johnny.'
Next, Lou. Numbers.
Take is down this week, Johnny.
Less street traffic on account of the fires, uh
which...I think, it's time we start talkin' about.
You just worry about your own problems.
We're the Metros. Nobody's gonna touch us.
Not as long as I'm running things.
I'll take care of the fires.
- How? - What?
How are you going to take care of the fires?
[door opens]
- Thirsty, boys? - Yeah.
- 'Thank you.' - Over here, gorgeous.
[smacks]
So, where were we?
You were telling us how you were gonna deal with the fires.
You got something to say, save it for later.
If I've got something to say, why shouldn't I say it now?
Because you don't talk in meetings. That's why.
Maybe I should start.
You hear that?
Let me tell you something, Miss MBA
all that piece of paper means is you do the books
'and stay out of business!'
Stay out of business and watch it go down the drain.
Sure. Okay. Go on, tell us all how stupid we are.
Not stupid. Inefficient. Misdirected. Out of date.
Still doing nickel-and-dime gangster stuff.
It was good enough for pop.
Papa would be the first to say that it's time to move on.
Papa would be the first to tell you
to get a good husband, start having babies
and leave the real work to the men.
That's what he did tell me to do, Johnny.
Only he didn't realize you'd destroy it all.
'The old days are over, the rackets are dead'
but we've still got a chance.
We've got an organization and we have influence.
'We could be legitimate and make twice as much money.'
- Yeah, we got an organization. - Ohh! Let's go.
- Look out! - And I'm still the head of it.
[gunshots]
Just what we need..
...a cool head in charge.
[dramatic music]
Hey, where'd everybody go?
♪ It's too darn hot ♪
♪ I'd like to sup with my baby tonight ♪
♪ And fill the cup with my baby tonight ♪
♪ I'd like to sup with my baby tonight ♪
♪ Fill the cup with my baby tonight ♪
♪ But I ain't up to my baby tonight ♪
♪ 'Cause it's too darn hot ♪
Beer.
♪ It's too darn hot ♪
♪ I'd like to coo with my baby tonight ♪
♪ And pitch the woo with my baby tonight ♪
♪ I'd like to coo with my baby tonight ♪
♪ Pitch the woo with my baby tonight ♪
♪ Mister you fight my baby tonight ♪
♪ 'Cause it's too darn hot ♪
♪ It's too darn hot ♪
♪ I'd like to sup with my baby tonight ♪
♪ Well fill the cup with my baby tonight ♪
♪ I'd like to sup with my baby tonight ♪
♪ Fill the cup with my baby tonight.. ♪♪
- What are you doing here? - I came to see the show.
Oh, you'll ruin everything.
Well, looks like you're real close to the story.
I am, for your information I spent the entire afternoon
with the leader of the metros in his inner sanctum.
Wearing this?
And who are you supposed to be, "Popeye the Sailor Man?"
(male #3) 'Five minutes!'
- Go away. - I'm here to back you up.
- I don't need backup. - I think you do.
And how'd you get so close to this guy, anyway?
He's a man. I'm a woman.
You want me to draw you a diagram?
(male #3) 'Places. That means you, sweet thing.'
Well, what did you find out so far?
Johnny and his sister don't exactly see eye to eye.
There's some sort of power struggle going on. Now, fly.
And miss your debut? I think I'll stick around.
Clark, you will stick out like a sore thumb.
Well, thanks for worrying, but..
[knock on door]
(male #3) 'Let's go.'
I think you're on, sweet thing.
[crowd applauding]
[groans]
[instrumental music]
Whiskey. Make it a double.
Another one.
It's gonna hit you like a ton of bricks, pal.
- Alcohol never affects me. - Sure, sure.
Besides, it can't be any worse than what's already happened
to me today. Hit me again.
Don't you wanna know what happened?
I got fired, that's what. Thrown off my ship just like that.
(male announcer) 'Here again, it's toots and the fabulous Metro dancers.'
♪ How you gonna keep 'em down on the farm ♪
♪ After they've seen Paree ♪
♪ How you gonna keep 'em away from Broadway ♪
♪ Jazzin' around ♪
♪ Paintin' the town ♪
♪ How you gonna keep 'em away from harm ♪
♪ That's a mystery ♪
♪ They'll never wanna see a rake or a plow ♪
♪ And who the deuce can parlez vous a cow ♪
♪ How you gonna keep 'em down on the farm ♪
♪ After they've seen Paree ♪
♪ How you gonna keep 'em down on the farm ♪
♪ After they've seen Paree ♪
♪ How you gonna keep 'em away from harm.. ♪♪
Any job openings? I've done some bartending.
- I don't think so. - Why not?
- You're not the type. - What is that supposed to mean?
Excuse me. Is there a problem here?
No, no problem, I was just asking
your man here about a job.
I'm afraid we don't have any openings at this time.
I'm also afraid that I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
We have a very strict dress code here at the Metro Club.
Johnny!
You're a dead man!
[clamoring]
- Whoo-hoo! - Whoo!
[hollering]
[dramatic music]
Out! Everybody out!
(Lois) Come on. Let's get out of here.
- Clark, are you okay? - Yeah.
Who were those guys?
I think we've just been introduced to the Toasters.
[sighs]
[intense music]
(male #4) 'We're gonna need more coats. That's for sure.'
(female #1) 'Found almost all of it, but we're still'
'short about three fingers.'
[indistinct chatter]
Beat it, kid.
[indistinct chatter]
First thing we gotta do is find out who these guys are
and arrange for a little payback.
- I don't think so. - Hey, I'm talking here.
(Toni) 'Not anymore. We can't keep working like that.'
'They hit us, we hit them. It's never gonna stop.'
Hey, I've had it with your mouth.
And I've had it with your stupidity.
I'm not gonna let you destroy the organization
'that our father built.'
(Johnny) 'Not gonna let me?'
How are you gonna stop me?
(Toni) 'I think I already have.'
(male #5) 'She's right, Johnny.'
We all have to make a living.
You should've seen this coming, Johnny.
Now, it's too late.
Says who?
[pistols cocking]
If that's the way you guys feel about it, I'll..
You need a vacation.
Get him out of here.
Come on, Johnny. Let's go.
I know that some of you would like to go back
to the way things were when my father was alive.
That's not gonna happen.
We have an opportunity to take this organization
to the next level. Out of the back room into the boardroom.
'Any of you who disagree'
are welcome to join Johnny in retirement.
Any questions?
Good. Let's get to work.
[indistinct chatter]
You haven't sent that article on the Toasters
down to copy yet, have you?
I'm just putting the finishing touches on it right now.
[sighs]
Drumstick?
I swear, if you ever breathe a word of that to anyone..
You were saying something about the article.
Yes! Stop the presses. The Metros just had a big meeting.
Johnny is out and his sister Toni has taken over.
Come on. If we hurry, we can get it in the afternoon edition.
- Uh, Lois-- - 'Clark, I'm on a deadline.'
[laughter]
Professional, but naughty.
I like it.
So, I guess if Johnny's out, so is your plan.
Don't be ridiculous. I'm perfectly placed.
Well, I might be, too.
What are you talking about?
Toni asked me to meet her at the club this afternoon.
For what?
Well, I'm a man, she's a woman.
Would you like me to draw you a diagram?
Lois. How's the, uh, undercover work coming?
Fine, chief, f-fine.
Well, I didn't think you would, uh
chicken out on me.
[laughs]
Since when is Metro business front-page news?
(Lou) 'Since the Toasters declared war on us.'
(Toni) 'This says that Johnny is out'
'and I'm the new head of the Metros.'
'That kind of information can only come from inside.'
Could Johnny have leaked the story?
No. We put him on a plane just like you said..
...with an escort.
Then it's someone else. Find him fast.
Can't afford this kind of exposure.
Toni, it's the guy from last night.
He said you wanted to see him.
(Toni) 'Send him over.'
Lou.
You can see her.
I've changed my mind.
- About what? - 'The dress code.'
It doesn't apply to men who save my life.
Well, good. 'Cause these are the only clothes I got.
Maybe we can change that.
Look, I didn't come here for a handout.
You said you had a job for me?
Bartender, right?
- Mister.. - King. Charles King.
Charlie. Yeah, you look like a Charlie.
You were very brave last night.
You needed help.
Are you always that cool under fire?
- Try me. - I might.
But for now, let's just start with bartending.
Keep your eyes and ears open
and we'll see about moving you up.
- You're the boss. - I hope so.
(Lou) Excuse me. I don't mean to, uh, disturb you
but, uh, we got a small problem.
Toots just quit, says she's too scared
because of the Toasters to come back.
- Did she have a contract? - Yeah, of course.
Well, then, sue the sequins off her
and get us a new singer.
Done.
So, when do I start, boss?
As soon as you get yourself a shave
and something appropriate to wear.
Welcome to the Metro Club.
[soft jazz music]
- Soda, please. - 'Coming right up.'
What? What are you doing here?
My job.
You're looking at the Metro Club's newest bartender.
[groans]
Charlie.
- Charlie? - I hardly recognized you.
- Join the club. - Just getting to know the help.
- Not too well, I hope. - Ah.
Beat it, kid. I gotta get to work.
[music continues]
Long island iced tea with a squeeze of lime.
How'd you guess?
I asked.
Initiative, I like that.
Lou tells me you're having a problem with the freezer?
Uh, no problems.
Hear about the Toasters' latest stunt?
They burned a police station to the ground
about a couple of blocks from here.
Bad for business.
They're out of control. They've got to be stopped.
What are you gonna do about it?
Not that it's any of my business.
I just don't like anything dangerous
getting too close to you.
That's quite a line you've got.
I mean every word.
Good evening. Miss Taylor's expecting me.
We'll talk some more about this later.
Right now, you just stay there and look handsome.
I've got some business to discuss.
(Toni) Welcome to the Metro Club.
(Lex) Thank you. I trust things are running smoothly, Miss Taylor?
[music continues]
(Toni) 'Everything's under complete control.'
(Lex) 'Shall we talk over a drink?'
Yes, I'd like to. Luthor?
(Lex) 'Anything I should know about you and West River?'
Don't you think it's better to be surprised?
No, I don't. Ever.
(Toni) 'I'm concerned about the Toasters.'
(Lex) 'You wanna talk business before we have a drink?'
[drumroll]
(male announcer) 'Ladies and gentlemen, the Metro club'
'proudly presents Miss Lola Dane.'
[applause]
♪ How glad a million laddies ♪
♪ From millionaires to caddies ♪
♪ Would be ♪
♪ To capture me ♪
♪ But you had such persistence ♪
♪ You wore down my resistance ♪
♪ I fell and it was swell ♪
♪ You're my big and brave and handsome Romeo ♪
♪ How I won you I shall never never know ♪
♪ It's not that you're attractive ♪
♪ But oh my heart grew active ♪
♪ When you ♪
♪ Came into view ♪
♪ I've got a crush on you ♪
♪ Sweetie pie ♪
♪ All the day and nighttime ♪
♪ Hear me sigh ♪
♪ I never had the least notion ♪
♪ That I could fall with ♪
♪ So much emotion ♪
♪ Could you coo? ♪
♪ Could you care ♪
♪ For a cunning cottage ♪
♪ We could share? ♪
♪ The world will pardon my mush ♪
♪ 'Cause I have got a crush ♪
♪ My baby ♪
♪ On ♪
♪ You ♪♪
- 'Oh, Bravo!' - 'Bravo!'
[cheering]
Brava!
- 'One more time.' - 'Come on!'
- Lois-- - Shh. Come here.
- Did you see him? - Of course I saw him.
Well, get out of here now. Don't even stop to get your things.
Lex Luthor is a friend of mine.
He wouldn't do anything to hurt me.
And, besides, he's way too smart to let anything slip.
I don't trust him. And what's he doing here anyway?
I don't know. Next time I see him, I will ask him.
Oh!
So this is how you spied on the meetings.
Yes. And if you're a good boy
I'll teach you some of my other tricks
but right now, I have to get ready for my next number.
(Toni) 'Interesting place for a bartender.'
- Run out of olives? - Here she is, your leak.
Lois Lane, reporter for the Daily Planet.
(Toni) I guess I'm gonna have to find myself another singer.
Good work.
What do you want me to do with her?
Come on.
[Lois grunting]
You will pay for this, Kent, I swear.
It's King, remember?
Benedict Arnold is more like it.
Get that trash out of here.
- I had no choice. - You had a choice.
You could've pretended that we were sharing
some fleeting moment of passion
but you didn't think of that, did you? No!
No, but I'll remember it the next time we're in a closet.
[dramatic music]
[sighs]
[Lois sighs]
Don't even think about it.
It's for your own good, believe me.
No. No!
[grunts]
And stay out.
Guess you won't be hearing from her no more.
Speak for yourself.
Ugh!
[door opens]
You rotten
back-stabbing piece of slime.
You know, some people might be fooled
by that innocent, boyish exterior, but not me!
Not anymore!
Tea, Lois? It's a calming herbal blend.
I learned it from a medicine man in Fiji.
The secret is the fresh mint--
I don't suppose that you care
but you have completely blown the story.
Lois, I had no choice. Now, Toni will stop looking for a leak.
At least my cover's still safe.
Oh, well, merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
You know, sometimes, on a team
the person carrying the ball gets hemmed in
and she has to hand off to another member of the team
who's in a better position to score.
[knock on door]
You better go. She's here.
Who? How do you know who it is?
Because I'm expecting... a dinner date.
- Toni. - Oh, I get it.
You don't have to draw me a diagram.
[knock on door]
- You're jealous. - Jealous? Ha!
Are you out of your mind?
You better hide, Lois. She can't see you here.
- You'd better hide. - I don't wanna hide!
Look, I'll find some way to distract her
and then you sneak out.
[grunts]
Once again, I'm in your debt.
I thought I'd pay you back with a home-cooked meal.
How does lasagna sound?
Delicious.
[mouthing] Delicious
Nice place.
Uh, it belongs to a friend of mine.
He lets me stay here whenever I'm in Metropolis.
You know, you don't have to do this.
I want to.
You always get what you want?
Not always. How about you?
- Let's see. - Ha!
[dramatic music]
You don't waste any time, do you?
Not if I can help it.
You said something about lasagna.
[piano music]
Jealous.
Ha!
Oh, that'll be the day.
Like I really care.
I am jealous.
[knock on door]
- Let's do it. - I beg your pardon?
A song request. Let's do it
♪ Let's fall in love ♪♪
Ah, my singing career is over.
Why? You were magnificent.
Oh, it was just an act.
No, I prefer to think of it as the real you--
Passionate, sultry, seductive.
[instrumental music]
Say, you got an extra spoon?
[chuckles ] Oh, uh..
Come in.
Ah, it's exactly how I pictured your apartment.
Oh, well, actually, uh, I was thinking of remodeling.
[Lois sighs]
Uh, thanks for not blowing my cover.
(Lex) Well, that's what friends are for.
Tonight you looked as though you could use one.
[chuckles nervously]
Lex, what were you doing at the club?
I was meeting with the new leader of the Metro gang.
She called me, and, according to her
we have similar interests in the West River district.
Oh, I find that hard to believe.
Ah, so do I, but she talks a good line
slum clearance, uplifting the neighborhood
micromanagement, growth and prosperity.
- Do you believe her? - Not for a minute.
In fact, I think the whole thing was designed to get me
to slow down my own plans for reviving the area.
Oh.
She even suggested a..
...partnership of sorts.
Hmm.
Lex..
...what are you doing here?
I came to warn you. I think Toni's hiding something.
- What? - I wish I knew.
I only know that, if I were a smart reporter
looking for answers, looking for the source
of all the problems in West River
I wouldn't look any farther than Toni Taylor.
Thanks for the tip.
Guess I owe you one.
Well, don't think I won't try to collect.
[music continues]
[giggles]
Goodnight.
You are a great cook.
My father's idea of higher education
was a summer at the Cordon Bleu.
I thought you went to business school.
- I did. After he died. - Oh.
I really miss him.
The only thing I ever wanted was
to have him be proud of me.
I'm sure he would've been.
You're picking up where he left off.
Only after my brother almost ruined us.
He just never thought big enough.
Unlike you.
Look, Charlie, I don't wanna run a crime syndicate.
I wanna run a conglomerate.
We have the organization and the structure
for legitimate business.
Sounds like a good plan.
If I can just get past this thing with the Toasters..
You will.
With my help.
Maybe. But not tonight, I..
...I have a previous engagement.
You disappointed?
It just...gives me something to look forward to.
You're full of surprises, Charlie.
[instrumental music]
[dramatic music]
You have spare change?
Thank you, too.
[music continues]
[clattering]
Is this really necessary?
You got the money?
- One hundred thousand. - You said two.
Considering how badly you botched the hit on my brother
you're lucky I'm even here.
Do you realize I could have been killed?
Hm, yeah, that would have been a real shame.
(Toni) 'Just don't forget who's running this show.'
'The fires were supposed to stop as soon as I took over.'
What do you think you've been doing?
Having fun?
Well, the fun stops now.
- I want the Toasters back. - I don't think so!
We kind of decided to hold on to 'em for a while.
No! You listen to me for a change!
You and the Metros, you're nothing.
We could wipe you out just by pulling a trigger.
- I made you. - And we are so grateful.
Wrap her up.
[laughs] The four of you against the Metros?
- You don't have a chance. - 'Why just four?'
'Why not forty or four hundred? Recruiting's a snap.'
Plenty of guys love to see things burn.
You don't have the weapons.
Not yet.
But we'll figure out how to make more.
We're not as dumb as you may think.
[clattering]
[dramatic music]
- 'Anything?' - Nah.
You wouldn't believe how big the rats get around here.
Oh, I'd believe it.
What now? What about me?
Well, we got a little barbecue planned for tomorrow.
We thought we'd start at the wharf
and work our way back up to the Metro Club.
When we're done with that, we'll get back to you..
...if the rats don't get to you first.
[laughter]
- Keep an eye on her. - Mmm-hm.
[gasps]
[squeaking]
[intense music]
(male #6) Alright, I see you and I'm gonna get you
before you cause any more trouble.
'Your little tail is mine.'
[rat squeaking]
[knock on door]
Lois, what's up?
Tough night, Clark? Where's the phone?
It's right there.
Gee, I thought I was hard on clothing.
Oh, would you stop that? Yes.
Get me whoever's in charge of arson investigation unit.
No, I won't hold. I-I said..
What's happened? Where were you?
Sleeping with a rat. How about you?
Lois, Toni left here about 10:00 last night.
Yeah, I know. Yes, I'm holding.
No, don't.. Ugh!
How-how do you know?
Because I followed her.
Clark, this is gonna come as a shock to you
but Toni is behind the Toasters.
Well, she was behind the Toasters
now, they've got her held captive.
The Toasters are completely out of control.
They are planning on burning West River to the ground
starting with the wharf and moving inward.
Unless, that is, someone picks up this rotten line!
[sirens wailing]
(man on TV) 'Uh, we are now over what appears to be'
'to this reporter, uh, the largest..'
Lois, put down the phone. You won't get through.
(man on TV) 'Uh, as of yet, I can see'
'no fire apparatus on the scene.'
(Lois) 'I'm going to the police station.'
They need to know what they're up against.
Meet me at the Planet.
Superman, I hope you're out there.
(man on TV) 'Terence Baker for LexCom News.'
[The Toasters hollering]
- Yeah! Yeah! Alright! - Yeah!
- Yee-haw! - Gentlemen!
[dramatic music]
I'd like to propose a toast.
Let's cook.
[hollering]
You know what they say about people who play with fire?
Yeah! They get burnt.
[music continues]
It's about time someone cooled you guys off.
[stuttering] H-hey!
You can't leave us like this.
(Superman) 'The police are on their way.'
I'm sure they'll have a nice toasty cell
waiting for you.
[indistinct sirens wailing]
Well, it's about time.
How the mighty have fallen.
Save the speeches. Just untie me.
No, I don't think that would do either of us much good.
- We had a deal. - No, we had a plan.
Although, it seems it turned out a little bit better for me
than it did for you.
I was able to pick up all the real estate
I need for Lex Harbor at, shall we say, fire sale prices
thanks to the Toasters.
Whereas you, my dear
you had it all in the palm of your hand
the Metros, West River
the future as a legitimate entrepreneur
and you got careless.
You let a reporter..
...come between you and an empire.
I'll tell everyone you're behind the Toasters.
No, I don't think you'll do that.
You're intelligent, you know that my power extends
well beyond the normal reach
even to Metropolis' women's prison.
'No, Toni, you'll take the blame, you'll do your time.'
I'll keep my eye on things here in West River
and when they let you out
maybe I'll let you back into the game.
You're a dangerous man, Lex.
I never realized how dangerous until now.
Well, thank you, my dear.
Thank you very much.
And..
...welcome to big business.
[upbeat music]
[sirens wailing]
- How did you find me? - I had a tip.
We've got to get out of here before the Toasters come back.
Uh, Superman already took care of them.
Looks like you came through for me.
Looks like you let me down.
[thunder rumbling]
I had to create a situation
that would allow me to take over the Metros.
- There was no other way. - There's always another way.
Charlie, please.
My name's not Charlie.
It's Clark Kent.
I work at the Daily Planet.
I guess both of us were hiding the truth.
Yeah.
So...what happens now?
[siren wailing]
I think you know.
Can I talk you out of it?
I guess not.
I'll miss you, Charlie.
Every parcel on the list.
Excellent.
Let's move directly to phase two.
I'd like to break ground on Lex Harbor
sometime next month.
Well, I wouldn't worry about that.
Toni Taylor and I have an arrangement.
The weapons? Destroy them. Plans, too.
Should we ever need to revive the Toaster technology
it should be...easy enough.
[intense music]
Hi.
Where have you been? I already finished the story.
Well, save room for a sidebar on Toni Taylor.
I've just been saying goodbye.
A touching farewell, I suppose.
She wasn't all bad.
Well, nobody's all bad, Clark, or all good.
- Except Superman. - 'Naturally.'
Superman, for example would not have
tried to cut me out of a story
by ratting on me to the opposing team.
It's a good thing I got myself back into the game
and scored the winning touchdown.
Well, sometimes the quarterback has to fake a throw
to his primary receiver
in order to free up his secondary target--
I'm getting really tired of fumbling around
with all of these football metaphors.
Me, too. I pass.
Let's drop the ball, okay?
Okay.
But tell me, honestly..
...you weren't the slightest bit jealous
of me and Toni Taylor?
You'd like that, wouldn't you?
Me, home alone, in a shlumpy robe
crying into a tub of Rocky road?
In your dreams, Kent.
In your dreams.
[theme music]