[dramatic music]
So, can I assume the operation was a success?
Well, as you know, cosmetic surgery is more an art
than a science, but I think
you'll be quite pleased, Mrs. Luthor.
I haven't been Mrs. Luthor for ten years.
Don't ever call me that again.
I'm Arianna Carlin.
Of course.
[door opens]
I'm going to remove the bandages now.
Please remain still.
'Now, your skin will feel hot'
'as it becomes exposed to the air'
'but that's normal.'
[intense music]
'Remarkable, isn't it?'
'Our own Lois Lane.'
Once the hair is dyed, even her mother
won't be able to tell them apart.
Dr. Heller, you're brilliant.
The world will truly miss you.
[intense music]
[gunshot]
[theme music]
[no audio]
[music continues]
(man on radio) 'Okay, we're back and we're talking to Harold'
'about this growing controversy regarding Superman's presence'
'in Metropolis.'
What do you think, Harold?'
(Harold) 'Lex Luthor, a great man'
'would be alive today, if Superman had done his job.'
- Hey, Joe! - Yeah.
- Ah! - Hey!
- A-ah! - Sorry!
- Look, over there! - Ah! Ah!
[screaming]
(all) Superman!
[whooshes]
[screaming]
[dramatic music]
Oh, yeah. A-ah!
- Whoa. - It's Superman.
[upbeat music]
- You okay? - Yeah, thanks.
(male #1) 'Well, isn't this just dandy?'
Superman saves the day again.
- Is there a problem? - Yeah. You.
What, are you nuts? Superman's the greatest.
Oh, yeah? If he's so great then why didn't he save Lex Luthor?
- I wanted to-- - Wanted to?
Wanted to is not good enough.
'Lex Luthor did a lot of good for this city'
'and you let him die.'
There's more to it than you know
but believe me, I didn't want him to die.
Why should I believe you?
You're nothing but a freak in a blue suit.
You know what I think? You save who you wanna save.
You call yourself Superman?
I think you think you're super God.
(male #2) 'The guy's got a point here.'
[indistinct chatter]
I hope so..
It would be nice if you're going to use the cream
to put it back in the refrigerator when you're done
because if you don't, then it spoils
and then we..
I'm...sorry.
If you ask me, Superman just isn't the hero he used to be.
I mean, Lex Luthor may have had his faults
but Superman should've saved him.
(female #1) 'Are you nuts? Luthor was a lowlife, scum-sucking criminal.'
How could anybody like...that guy?
Oh, sorry, Lois.
Morning, Lois, hey, have you seen this poll
in the "Star Today?"
What are you reading this rag for, Jimmy?
No, look, it says 20% of Metropolis is anti-Superman.
What is wrong with people?
'You know what's really weird'
is when they asked these people why they didn't like Superman
half of them couldn't give a specific reason.
Oh, I swear we are witnessing the dumbing down of America.
People with opinions who have no idea
why they even have opinions.
[machine beeping]
What is that?
When they remodeled this place they should've given out
an instruction manual on this new stuff.
That's a fax coming in over your computer.
They all have fax modems now.
It would've been nice if somebody put out a memo.
[scoffs] Well, they did. Check your e-mail.
Nobody's shown me how to retrieve my e-mail.
Well, there's a fax on your computer explaining it.
[chuckling] Looks like it's rush hour
on the super information highway.
Yeah, and I'm stuck in traffic.
- Morning. - Hey, C.K., have you seen this?
Hostility for Superman seems to be a growing trend.
(Perry) 'What are you two still doing here?'
I thought you were going out to cover the murder
of that plastic surgeon from Lex lab.
Uh, sorry, chief, I was a little late getting in this morning.
I had a pro..
A...problem...dropped on me.
Oh.
Well, as long as you're here..
...might as well listen to this too.
'Okay, everybody. Let's gather round and listen up here.'
I've got an announcement to make.
As you all know, we've been through
some pretty difficult times recently
'and the new owner feels that some of you might be'
suffering from stress, you know, uh, anxiety
short fuses, et cetera.
'So, as of today'
the "Daily Planet" now has its very own
staff psychiatrist.
What? He can't be serious.
That doesn't sound like such a bad idea.
Well, if you wanna sit on a couch listening to psychobabble
that's fine with me, but I've got stories to work on.
Uh, excuse me. Am I interrupting something here?
Now, many of you already might be familiar with this woman
'from her syndicated column'
'that we've been running called'
"Healing The..
"...Inner Self"
uh..."On The Couch."
They yanked the jumble puzzle for that.
I was just getting good at that.
Yeah, well, I was getting pretty good at it myself.
I mean, I'm not so hot on this touchy-feely stuff
so that's why I never read the column.
But it's helping to sell newspapers
'and the good doctor has convinced our publisher'
that, uh, well, she can be of some help here.
How do we even know she's a real doctor?
Half these media shrinks are frauds.
Oh, I'm a real doctor, Miss Lane.
Oh, of course, I was talking about the other half.
(Perry) 'Ah, Dr. Carlin, I was just, uh, explaining about you'
to the, uh, staff.
I'm looking forward to meeting all of you
over the next several days.
Please feel free to stop by my office anytime.
Okay, folks. Let's get to it.
'We got some blank pages to fill in.'
Okay, alright.
They're all yours.
[indistinct chatter]
(Ariana) 'Miss Lane.'
I'm especially looking forward to meeting with you.
[chuckles] Dr. Carlin, a lot of people have tried to get me on a couch
and after all this time, I don't think
I'm gonna start with a psychiatrist.
In my experience, it's the people who say they're fine
that need help the most.
Excuse me.
Have work to do.
Did the police say if Dr. Heller was murdered here
or just dumped here?
[can clanking]
This is just a wild guess
but is something bothering you?
It's that Carlin woman.
I can't believe her gall
"In my experience, it's the people who say they're fine
who need help the most."
Lois, she is a professional.
Maybe she knows a little bit more about this than we do.
Nobody knows me better than me.
And believe me, I'm fine.
Oh, is that why you have all those
candy bars in your desk drawer?
Those are for emergency.
In case I have some drastic drop in blood sugar level.
And what were you doing in my drawers anyway?
- Uh, Lois-- - Well, look at this.
Who are these idiots?
Well, whoever they are, they were clever enough
to create an acrostic.
- A what? - 'An acrostic.'
It's a word or a message subliminally hidden
in a series of lines.
In this case, the first letter of each one of these words
spells the word, "Stop."
Oh. Well, they're still idiots.
[sighing]
It's ironic, isn't it?
A doctor who makes people look beautiful
ends up in a dumpster.
Oh.
- Excuse me. - Hey! Wait!
We only wanna talk to you!
[intense music]
[grunts]
(male #3) 'Get me out of this thing!'
- You okay? - Ah, uh!
Look, mister, I don't know nothing.
- About what? - How'd you catch him?
Uh, hey! Hey!
He got, uh..
...tired.
Look, we're reporters.
We just wanna know if you can tell us anything
about the body that was found in that alley?
Lois, I think some money
would be a really good idea right about now.
- Where's your wallet? - Your hands are free.
- Uh. - Okay?
Okay, what did you see?
I saw two guys dumping a body.
I heard one of them call the other one Harry.
Except when they left, I-I saw they wasn't guys.
They was chicks.
Well, did you get a good look at either one of them?
Yeah. One.
It was her.
(crowd) Superman must go! Superman must go!
Come on! Superman must go! Superman must go!
Superman must go!
- Superman must go! - Excuse me. Excuse me.
Can you tell me, what is the purpose of this demonstration?
We don't think the city should be honoring Superman
especially, after he'd let Lex Luthor die.
But what do you have to gain from all this?
I've always been concerned about Superman.
Why is he so secretive? What's he got to hide?
I was there when Lex Luthor died.
I prayed Superman would save him
but for some reason, he decided not to.
I think the citizens of Metropolis have a right to ask
isn't Lex Luthor's blood on Superman's hands?
Down with Superman!
(all) Superman must go!
'Superman must go!'
'Superman must go! Superman must go!'
- How did I do? - How'd you do?
- Uh. - See what you just did?
You used your left hand to protect yourself.
And in front of the cameras, you used your left hand
to push your hair back.
How many times do I have to tell you Lois Lane is right-handed?
Sorry.
For what I'm paying you sorry is not acceptable.
It won't happen again.
Well, it better not. For your own sake.
Superman must go! Superman must go!
People are so easily manipulated.
And this is just the beginning.
By the time I'm finished
Metropolis will be torn apart.
[intense music]
Lois lane and Superman will wish
they had never betrayed Lex Luthor.
[indistinct chatter]
- Did you get my order in? - Definitely.
I'm still getting the bulk discount, right?
Oh, sure. By the way, I'm with you 100%.
Go get 'em.
Uh, yeah.
Well..
- Mm-hmm. - Ahem.
- Clark, do I look okay to you? - 'You might hurry.'
Always. Why?
People are looking at me funny.
Have a little paranoia with your coffee this morning, Lois?
No, don't start.
Where were you last night? I called you a couple times.
Down at the police station.
I stayed there while the detectives interviewed
that homeless guy.
And what, am I on my way to the big house?
No, but this young rookie cop
did ask for your phone number.
I'm only interested in one man in blue.
Oh.
What?
[indistinct chatter]
What's going on?
Did I grow a second head or something?
I just want you to know
what you did took a lot of guts.
Lois, what in the Sam Hill was that stunt
you pulled last night?
Our publisher's been all over me like a bad rash.
I don't know what you're talking about, chief.
I'm talking about your virtuoso performance on the late news.
You were on the news?
You know, if you have an opinion to express
you might consider using our editorial page.
I wasn't on the news.
Are you saying you weren't at that anti-Superman
demonstration last night?
What? Of course, not.
I was home eating chocolate, cottage cheese
chocolate-flavore d cottage cheese.
It's a new fla.. I was doing my laundry.
Lois...you come with me, dear.
I think the citizens of Metropolis have a right to ask
isn't Lex Luthor's blood on Superman's hands?
Now, I could be wrong.
I mean, I've only worked with you
for about five years, but I'm seeing
some remarkable similarities here.
That's not me.
It's some kind of sick joke.
[chuckles] And, Clark..
(Ariana) 'It's no joke, Lois.'
It's a cry for help.
What you're demonstrating are signs of post-traumatic stress
'short-term memory loss, erratic behavior.'
But I can help, if you'll let me.
[chuckles] No, thank you.
Now, Lois, you know I'm not one to meddle in the lives
of my reporters, but I would strongly suggest
that you take the good doctor up on her offer.
- Perry-- - Lois, maybe he's right.
Well, I can't.
We have to attend Lex's will-reading.
It's part of our series on the breakup of LexCorp.
Yeah, but that's not till this afternoon.
That gives you plenty of time
to have a nice little chat with Dr. Carlin.
Lois, go ahead. I'll meet you back here in a couple hours.
Come on, son.
[instrumental music]
[intense music]
[interrupted radio signal]
[creaking]
[instrumental music]
- Hi, dad. - Oh!
Oh, Clark.
- Sorry. - No.
Give me a little warning next time, would you, son, huh?
So, when do we start blaming my parents for everything?
[chuckles] Maybe later.
Right now, it might help if we talked about
'what's been happening in your life the past few months.'
You must admit you have been under..
Heavy emotional stress.
And after what she did on television last night, I--
- Umm. - Here, dad.
(Jonathan) 'Yeah, thanks. I'm not a doctor, son.'
'But can a person be under so much stress that..'
I'd forget I was on television? I don't think so.
Lois, you can't ignore what took place on your wedding day.
The events surrounding Lex Luthor..
Really affected her, but she's too stubborn to admit it.
You just keep on being patient and understanding.
- She'll come through it. - Yeah, but...when?
Behavior like yours could
if left untreated, turn violent.
'Tell me...have you had the desire'
to strike out at anybody recently?
The only desire I've had lately is for, um..
...double fudge crunch bars.
I'm not hungry.
I've been so worried about Lois lately.
I haven't had much of an appetite.
Well, at least she's working with this Dr. Carlin now.
That's a start.
See, I guess it all started with Lex's proposal.
'It was the last thing I expected.'
And then the "Planet" was destroyed.
I wasn't sleeping much.
And then Clark decided to tell me he loved me.
[sighs]
I was desperate to stop her from marrying Lex
but it didn't work.
And then when he suddenly changed his mind
and told me he didn't love me
well, that combined with everything else.
What's your relationship with Clark now?
Well, for a second, I thought there might be something
between us, but..
I guess we're best friends
and I would never do anything to jeopardize that.
But you lied to her about your true feelings.
Well, I-I crossed my fingers when I did it.
Why did you lie to her at all?
Because I know the only person she's in love with..
...is Superman.
So, you never loved Lex?
I was attracted to his power
and to what I thought was a great humanitarian
'but, uh..'
No, I never loved Lex.
Have you ever loved someone
and knew you'd loved them your entire life
whether or not they ever loved you in return?
Once.
I loved him as much as any woman could love a man..
'...and even though he divorced me'
I still love him to this day.
So, you understand my feelings for Superman?
Oh, yes. Very much so.
[instrumental music]
What's the story?
Off the record, she's got a lot of problems.
I'm afraid we're gonna see things get worse
before they get better.
"And to the Metropolis arts council
"Mr. Luthor bequeaths the sum of $50,000.
'"To the metropolis children's summer camp'
'"Mr. Luthor has left the sum of $25,000'
'"to be distributed as seen fit'
'by the camp's board of directors."'
Did I miss anything?
'"The will instructs that'
"the Metropolis summer music fair
receive the sum of--"
How was your session with Dr. Carlin?
How do you think?
Sitting on a couch, telling a complete stranger
my most private thoughts?
Well, maybe I got a few things off my chest.
[chuckles ] Yeah?
Anyway, it's over. Now, I'm fine.
Ah. Quick healer.
'"...and the proceeds will go to ACL Corporation'
"which administers a special annuity for his ex-wife
"Mrs. A.C. Luthor.
'"A scholarship in Mr. Luthor's name will be established'
'to reward those who uphold the high ideals that he stood for."'
- Are you okay? - '"Mr. Luthor has also set..'
I can't believe it.
He never said a word about..
- That lying, no good, but-- - Shh! Lois.
He was married, Clark.
All those times he told me I was his first true love.
Lois, maybe we should just try to find her.
She may know something about the disappearance of Luthor's body.
Yeah, I'd like to meet the woman
that said "I do" before I did.
Almost did..
Didn't.
- Let's go. - Yeah.
[knock on door]
- I'd like to see him. - Of course.
[machine beeping]
- How is he, Gretchen? - 'Better.'
The brain waves have stabilized.
Tomorrow, I'll begin a mild stimulation
to initiate regeneration.
He always said you were the best physician he ever had.
I can't tell you how comforting it is
to have you caring for him.
Well...it's a labor of love.
He's very special to me.
Hello, Lex.
It's Ari.
We got into your penthouse.
[dramatic music]
I have the kryptonite.
[beeping continues]
It won't be long now.
Be well, darling.
[intense music]
- Morning. - Morning.
Any luck on your search for ACL Corporation?
Nothing. It's not listed anywhere.
Now, Luthor's lawyer won't return my phone call. You?
I spent three hours at the bureau
of vital statistics yesterday.
There's no marriage certificate on Lex
in this state or any other.
[sighs] Jimmy, did you find anything on Luthor's marriage?
You bet I did.
Turns out he was married on a ship in the Caribbean.
I found this wedding announcement that ran
in the "Planet" ten years ago.
No picture, no maiden name.
Yeah, I know, but I'm gonna try to track down
that ship's captain.
- Lois Lane! - Yeah?
Detective Ryder, Metropolis PD.
You wanna tell me where you were last night
around 1 o'clock?
I was home asleep. Why?
Well, can anyone verify that?
No, of course, not. I sleep alone.
By choice.
What's this about, detective?
At 1:00 a.m. last night, a guard was assaulted
outside Lex Luthor's penthouse by a woman
he's identified as Miss Lane.
Well, that's ridiculous.
This picture was taken by a security camera
outside the penthouse.
'As far as we can make out, the only item taken'
'was an engagement ring, Mr. Luthor had given Miss Lane'
'worth a-half-a-million dollars.'
- Ms. Lane, you're under arrest. - 'What?'
For aggravated assault
breaking and entering, and grand theft.
[intense music]
(male #4) 'Down with Superman! Superman must go!'
Now, this resentment of Superman's getting out of hand.
What these people need is a good swift kick--
Thanks for bailing me out so fast.
Another minute, I would have been judging
a best tattoo contest.
So, any idea who's setting me up?
[scoffs] Wait a minute.
You don't actually think I did these things.
Lois, we're not exactly sure what to believe right now.
Well, let me help you!
There is someone out there who looks like me
who is trying to ruin my life.
Ah, now, Lois, I've had a little talk with Dr. Carlin
and I think the best thing for you right now
is to go home, get a little rest.
- I can't believe you two. - Lois.
I want you to take the rest of the week off.
And I want you to schedule an appointment with Dr. Carlin.
Now, is that clear?
[sighs]
I have to go sign for my purse.
- I'm worried about her, chief. - Yeah, me too.
See she gets home okay.
I'll see you back at the "Planet."
So what are you gonna do with all this free time?
Well, learn piano
maybe work on my tan.
Or I might try finding out who's setting me up.
Now, are you gonna help me or am I gonna have to do this alone?
Lois, it's not that I don't wanna help you.
- It's just that-- - Just what? Clark.
Can't you see that some strange things have been happening?
I am arrested for a crime I did not commit.
People are suddenly at each other's throats over Superman.
A plastic surgeon who used to work at Lex labs is murdered.
Now, I can't prove that all these things are connected
but my reporter's instinct says something's up.
What does your instinct say?
My instincts say..
[sighs] ...never argue with a woman who's just been behind the bars.
- What do you wanna do? - Okay.
If there's a woman out there who looks like me
and we know there is because there's no other
rational explanation, so don't bother arguing with me
she must have had a plastic surgery.
And what famous plastic surgeon has been in the news?
- Dr. Heller. - Yes.
And according to that homeless guy
Dr. Heller was killed by somebody
who looked exactly like me.
Only we both know it couldn't have been me, could it?
Don't answer that, rhetorical question. So..
So, maybe we should stop by the dead doctor's office
and see who some of his more recent patients have been.
You still think I'm crazy?
I think you're brilliant.
But there is a fine line between brilliance and lunacy.
If the mob endorsed a gun, that'd be it.
It'll stop whatever you're aiming at.
Super. I'll take it.
Okay.
Sign the license.
[dramatic music]
Now, smile pretty for the government.
Do we even know where Dr. Heller's office is?
No. Maybe it's in the phone book.
- Why did you just do that? - 'What?'
You stuck your finger in the coin return.
Well, what's the big deal? It's just a habit. Everybody does it.
- Do you always do it? - I don't know.
Maybe. Why?
I just think it's interesting.
You're a well-paid professional.
Why do you feel like you have to look for loose change?
Not everything a person does has some hidden meaning.
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
(Clark) 'Great, the page with Dr. Heller's address'
'is torn out of the phone book.'
Yeah, well, maybe it's in the white pages.
You know, I don't think people realize
just how inconsiderate it is
to, like, rip pages out of a public phone book.
Here it is.
- Come on. - Uh, ah, uh.
Taxi!
Uh, I can't believe he ignored me like that.
'Taxi!'
[inhaling]
'Taxi!'
[tires screeching]
Well, he must have superhearing.
Lois, how exactly are we gonna get into Dr. Heller's office
and look at his records?
I mean, that information is confidential.
It's not gonna be that hard, Clark.
I'll just ask to see my file.
[humming]
[knock on door]
[door opens]
Oh, I'm sorry. The office is closed.
- I just need my file. - Oh, yeah.
I don't know if you heard, but Dr. Heller died
so we're moving everything into storage.
That's why I need my file. See, this is my new doctor.
And he needs to look it over for medical reasons.
My patient is suffering some side effects
from the operation Dr. Heller performed on her.
Some physical, some...mental.
Oh, well, I guess it would be okay.
- The name? - Name?
- Yeah, your name. - Ahem.
Don't you recognize me? I come here a lot.
Oh, I wouldn't know. I'm just a temp, heh.
She's a temp.
Obviously, you are really busy.
So, why don't I just go through some of these boxes myself?
No, no, if you want it
I need to know the name on the file.
Well, I wouldn't presume to know the name on the file.
How would I know how Dr. Heller's
filing system works?
- Maybe it's in here. - Hey, hey, hey!
You can't go in there!
'Ah! No!'
(female #2) 'Hey, what are you doing?'
Very subtle, Lois, why didn't you just
knock her out with a sledgehammer?
Someone's trying to frame me, Clark.
I don't have time to be clever.
Look at this. It's marked "Year to date."
- Give me that. - 'Hey, let me out of here.'
Dr. Heller's last operation.
Performed the week before he was killed.
Full facial reconstruction, but there's no patient name.
Look at this.
Female, my height, my weight.
- And, look who paid for it. - ACL Corporation.
The same company that handles Mrs. Luthor's annuity.
Lex Luthor's ex-wife is out to get me?
Why? It's not like I stole him away at the homecoming dance.
Who knows? Let's just find her.
[pager beeps]
It's Jimmy.
Daily Planet. Hey, C.K., good news.
I found the ship's captain who married the Luthors.
Yeah. He's at the, uh, Queensland retirement home.
[chuckling] Anytime.
Just put in a good word for me with Perry.
They sent Lois Lane home. Are you ready?
Good. Give me 30 minutes to get out of here and then do it.
- Captain Keene? - Yes.
Hi, I'm Lois Lane and this is Clark Kent
from the "Daily Planet."
Pleased to meet you both.
Can we talk to you for a minute?
Hey, I'm retired. You can talk to me for a year.
Uh, please sit down.
Uh, Captain, it was our understanding
that you performed the marriage of Lex Luthor.
Oh, yeah, I married him.
'Some kid called to say you'd be coming by.'
Of course, Luthor wasn't anybody then
but I could tell he was a comer.
And that bride of his, she was--
Something like me?
[chuckles] No. Much prettier.
And really built.
Now, what do you suppose would make a fella like that
jump off a building?
You'd think with all of his money
he'd have come up with a better escape plan.
Captain, do you remember the name of the bride?
Sure. Mrs. Luthor.
[laughs]
Hey, that's a joke.
I'm retired. I ain't senile.
[laughing]
Oh, kid said you might wanna see a wedding picture.
'You know, I-I got pictures of everybody I ever married.'
[chuckles]
Oh, no.
Aha! Here you go.
'Lex Luthor and Ari Carlin.'
'Married October 8, 1984.'
Arianna Carlin is Mrs. Luthor.
That guy in the alley, he thought he heard "Harry."
It was "Ari."
[sighs]
Chief, have you seen Dr. Carlin?
Yeah, she's gone for the day. Why?
I found this book of hers on subliminal advertising
and I wanted her to autograph it for my mom's birthday.
Whatever happened to chocolates and flowers?
My mom's overweight, and she's got allergies.
Oh. Well..
Uh, give her the book.
Lois! I thought I told you to take the rest of the week off.
I'm through taking orders from you
and I'm through with the "Planet."
Consider this my two-week notice.
[people shouting]
[all coughing]
[all choking]
[intense music]
[siren wailing]
Somebody call the fire department!
Lois?
Get down!
Everybody get down and remain still!
Get down! Get down, everybody!
'I'm gonna neutralize the gas.'
[huffing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hey!
[chuckles]
Wow, you look great.
[chuckles] A little heavy on the eyeliner, I think.
Sorry, but you're a little plain for me.
Plain?
Sure beats whatever shopping channel
convinced you that was a good look.
Hey, you got to act like a prissy, glorified typist
you got to dress the part.
Well, my hair has a lot more bounce than this cheap wig.
[grunting]
Lois, you don't seem to be yourself today.
[dramatic music]
[sighing]
What happened?
It was Lois. She's gone crazy.
She came in here, she threw a tear gas canister.
No, it wasn't Lois, Mr. White. She's been set up.
- There's a double. - A double?
Did you see which way she went?
Yeah, yeah. She went back down the elevator.
[whooshes]
[sighing]
Hey, Clark, Lois' suspicions were right.
- There is a double. - I know. Where's Arianna?
She left before it happened. Why?
Arianna Carlin was married to Lex Luthor.
I don't believe it.
Not only that, but she had Dr. Heller create the double.
Then she killed him. Now, she's trying to destroy Lois.
- Great shades of Elvis. - Detective Ryder, please.
I can't believe that woman pulled the wool
over my eyes like that.
Don't feel so bad, chief. She wrote the book on it.
That's it.
Ask him to put out an APB on Dr. Carlin.
Chief.
'These are all of Arianna's latest columns.'
Exactly what is it you're looking for?
Subliminal messages.
[instrumental music]
I got it.
When you link together the first letter of each one
of these paragraphs, it spells the message
"Superman is evil."
Well, I'll be.
"Man of Steel wicked."
"Superman must die."
It's no wonder that 20 percent of Metropolis
is suddenly anti-Superman.
Yeah, well, the doctor's got a loyal following.
Hey, let's see what she's got planned for tomorrow.
"Lane murder of Superman good."
That lunatic's planning on having Lois' double
kill Superman?
And tear this city apart over her trial.
Well, you know, she's one brick shy of a full load.
Nobody can kill Superman.
C.K., I was giving the APB to the cops
when Dr. Carlin called for you.
She's on line two.
- Arianna? - Clark, I need your help.
Lois has gone over the edge.
- Where are you? - Lex Luthor's penthouse.
Lois is threatening to kill herself
unless she can speak to Superman.
He'll be there as soon as I can contact him.
[intense music]
- 'Perfect.' - Uh.
Clark will testify at your trial
that I was only concerned with your well-being.
The helpful therapist to the end.
'Of course, you'll tearfully insist'
'that you've been framed'
that it was actually me who killed Superman.
Classic guilt transference.
[grunts]
You're the one that needs help.
Uh, nothing can kill Superman.
You remember Kryptonite.
You're the one who named it.
And this gun that you bought..
'...will kill him with it.'
And then you will know..
...the pain that I felt.
When you drove the love of my life to his death.
I didn't drive Lex to his death.
You're in a state of denial, Lois.
Too bad we don't have more time to explore that.
Hurry up. He'll be here in a minute.
Who are you?
Let's just say I was an accident victim
who was in the right place at the right time.
Lois, you look a little stressed.
As your doctor, I'm going to prescribe
'a light sedative.'
[grunts]
[instrumental music]
Lois?
(Arianna) 'She'll be fine.'
I really thought you were smarter than this.
I really am.
[gunshot]
(Superman) 'Uhh!'
[grunting]
'I can imagine what's running through your head now.'
Shock, confusion, outrage
the same emotions I felt when you let Lex die.
[grunting]
You'll wake up in a few minutes
although I'm sure you'll wish you hadn't.
[grunting]
Let's go!
Lois, can you hear me?
Lois.
[sighing]
Superman?
Superman, I'll call an ambulance.
No. Too long.
[grunting]
It has to come out now.
I don't know if I can do this.
Ow!
[panting] Please, get that away from me.
The middle of the Bermuda Triangle would be fine.
[whooshes]
[tires squealing]
He's weak. Run him down.
[grunts]
[dramatic music]
[tires screech]
Come on!
Just do as I say.
Hey, lady, I got nothing to steal.
Shut up and drive.
[music continues]
He's right behind us. We'll never lose him.
Well, maybe you'd like to get out now.
No!
[car horns honking]
[both grunting]
[music continues]
[groaning]
[crowd clamoring]
[grunts]
[tires screech]
Oh, thanks, Superman. Here.
I guess he doesn't read your column.
Lois, ten minutes till deadline.
Almost done.
Jimmy, what is that?
Oh, it's, uh, Arianna's book.
I'm going to get a refund.
[chuckles]
What do you think of this tag line?
"And so in the end, Arianna Carlin Luthor
"proved to be no less evil than her ex-husband.
"And thanks to Superman, Metropolis can now bring
to a close the final chapter of the house of Luthor."
I like it.
What's the matter?
[sighs] Well..
...I found out something about Superman
that I didn't put in the story.
I don't know if I should.
Is it, uh
newsworthy?
Very.
It's just it's kind of a personal thing.
Lois, you've got great reporter instincts.
'Trust them.'
Lois!
Look..
...now that Dr. Carlin and your double
are enjoying deluxe accommodations
'with a fabulous view of the exercise yard'
I would strongly suggest that you take a little time off.
- You know, I think I will. - Now, don't argue with me on..
You will?
'Clark, are you sure we're talking'
to the real Lois Lane?
Uh, Lois, what are you gonna do with all your free time?
I don't know.
Maybe I'll take a cruise through the Bermuda Triangle.
And, guys..
...try not to let this place fall apart
while I'm gone.
[instrumental music]
Yep.
That's our Lois.
The genuine article.
[laughs]
[dramatic music]
I've got some bad news, Lex.
Arianna failed.
But don't worry.
You'll always have me.
[theme music]