(priest) '...life is but a journey from glory to glory.'
The road may be long and the road may be short.
In the case of Mayson Drake, it was tragically short.
Let us pray.
"Into your hands, O Lord
'"We commend thy faithful servant, Mayson Drake.'
"Receive her into the arms of thy mercy
into the blessed rest of everlasting peace."
'Amen.'
You realize that getting rid of Mayson Drake
solves only half our problems.
If that pill she got her hands on
is found by the wrong people..
We're looking for it, sir.
I don't want looking. I want finding.
Are you okay?
The last thing she said to me was "Resurrection."
What was she trying to tell me?
Maybe you'd like a few minutes alone.
I'll meet you at the car.
Ah!
Clark!
Sorry, Mr. Gables.
Little mistake with the original dosage.
A little mistake.
If resurrection is to succeed
I can't afford any more dead friends waking up!
(male #1) 'That's good.'
'Watch out.'
Hey! Wait! Stop!
You got a problem, lady?
That body you just buried, it's still alive!
It opened its eyes, and it looked at me.
No! I know what I saw! Stop!
Lady, they don't pay me enough for this aggravation!
(Lois) 'It's still alive!'
'Look, I got a work order to plant this guy in 29B.'
Now, unless I get a court order telling me not to
I'm planting him.
- Ah! But, Clark.. - Lois! Lois, come on.
You probably just imagined it.
Come on. Think about this.
We've all been under a lot of stress lately
so let's just go back to the office, okay?
Come on. Come on.
After death, it's not uncommon
for a body to have involuntary movements, Lois.
Fine. Never happened.
Um, Lois?
My car is in the shop
and I was wondering if I could borrow your car tonight?
I met this incredible girl this morning.
This morning? At Mayson's funeral? That's so tacky.
It didn't start out that way.
Honest. It just.. Happened.
I thought Angela was the love of your life.
Yesterday's news.
Well, that didn't take long.
I'm young, I'm single.
I got to keep my options open, Lois.
She left me for a guy with a Ferrari. Are you happy?
Can I borrow the car, please?
I'll tell you what. I'll lend you my car if you call
Perpetual Pines and find out who they just buried in plot 29B.
Deal.
29B?
How're you doing, son?
Clark?
Huh? Oh, uh..
Okay, I guess.
How's the story coming?
Slow.
I can't seem to get a handle on it, chief.
I don't know what's wrong.
(Perry) If you need a couple days off you let me know, okay?
Okay.
Oh, there's a federal DEA agent
coming down here this afternoon.
He's looking into Mayson's death.
'Maybe he can help you with your investigation.'
Why is the DEA involved?
Oh, I don't know. Maybe they think it's mob-related.
You know, Mayson had a lot of enemies in the Intergang.
If I could get into her office, take a look at her files?
No. The police got it cordoned off.
Well, but then, when has a little police tape
ever stopped you two, huh?
This shouldn't take long.
Ahem.
People just..
I could get into any door in this city.
I know, and that worries me.
See if you can find some connection to Intergang
or what she meant by "Resurrection."
My guess is it would be something
she was working on recently.
Here's something she received the day before she died.
It's a file on somebody named "Stanley Gables."
Anything on Intergang or resurrection?
- No. - Keep looking.
Well, how's this for recent?
It's still warm.
A meatball sandwich?
(male #2) Molinaro's, best in the city.
Go ahead. Take a bite.
They got a veal and peppers that will knock your socks off.
Who are you?
The cleaning man. Who are you?
Uh, the cleaning woman.
How's that for a coincidence? We're all cleaners.
Guess the agency overbooked.
You know..
I'm a very sensitive guy.
I just hate it when people lie to me.
But you don't mind lying yourself?
Ah, touche.
But I've got the gun, so my lie takes precedence.
Unless you're Superman, I wouldn't recommend it.
Please don't get the wrong impression.
I really am a fun guy.
You should see me at parties.
You know, you have the most incredible eyes.
Well, it's been real.
And don't forget, check out Molinaro's
when you're not so tied up.
Guess he was never a boy scout.
His eyes were beady.. Beady and shifty.
I wouldn't say shifty, exactly.
They were soft and warm.
They were beady.
Thin lips, hard-set jaw.
I don't think hard. I think chiseled.
And his lips, they did this cute little thing
where they curled up when he smiled.
(Lois) 'Well, who's that supposed to be? Pinocchio?'
Hey, I'm an editorial cartoonist.
You want a portrait, get a camera.
(Perry) 'Lois! Clark! In my office now.'
Agent Scardino, this is Lois Lane and Clark Kent.
(both) 'You!'
Small world.
You all know each other?
Agent Scardino?
Oh, please. Call me Daniel.
Do you always leave by the window?
I left my macaroni salad on the roof.
Why didn't you identify yourself at Mayson's office?
What, and spoil all our fun?
Come to think of it, Kent
I don't remember you or Ms. Lane here
whipping out any press credentials, either.
Obviously, I've missed something here.
'Is there a problem?'
There is if Agent Scardino
was Washington's idea of solving Mayson's murder.
Washington had nothing to do with this.
In fact, they sort of suggested that I keep my distance.
They have this crazy idea I'm some kind of loose cannon.
Gee, I wonder where they would get
such a crazy idea like that.
Well, if you're not here officially, why are you here?
Because I know who designed the bomb that killed Mayson Drake.
A con by the name of Sean McCarthy.
That guy that was responsible
for that series of drug-related bombings in '89?
The same. I lost someone very close to me
in one of those bombings.
I thought McCarthy died in prison three weeks ago?
So they say.
Hit on the DA says otherwise.
(Scardino) 'I know McCarthy's MO like the back of my hand.'
I was the one who put him in prison.
Somehow, he's out there again.
So, your idea of solving Mayson's murder
is looking for a dead man?
Yeah, I guess you could say that.
So if you come across any information
that might help, I'd appreciate you letting me know.
I'm staying at the Bristol.
Please don't take this the wrong way
but are those eyelashes real?
Of course, they're real.
Boy, they're pretty.
(Perry) 'Uh, Agent Scardino'
let me show you the way out over here.
Just show him to a window, chief.
I'm sure he'll climb out.
Can you believe that guy?
Who does he think he is? Mel Gibson?
I don't know, I think he's kind of cute.
Give me a break.
So, what are you looking for?
Sean McCarthy's obituary
since he's the only lead we have.
'Here it is.'
'He died of natural causes'
and is survived by his mother Colleen McCarthy.
That's a picture of Sean when he was ten.
We took that the day before he blew up the garage.
Look at those dimples.
'He was such a cute little boy.'
You know, Sean was actually responsible
for me taking up needlepoint.
When he went to prison
I had to figure out some way to support myself.
Now I sell these at swap meets.
Now, that's the last picture ever taken of Sean
two weeks before he died.
Isn't he adorable?
Mrs. McCarthy, did Sean have any friends?
Only one that I know of.
They were pen pals.
They wrote to each other?
Heavens, no! They met in the pen. Ha ha.
You know, I think that he might have mentioned him
in one of these letters that he wrote me from prison.
Oh. Tea's ready.
I'll be right back.
Have a look.
This one was sent the day before he died.
"This is probably the last letter
"I will be writing you from prison.
"If you don't hear from me again, don't worry.
Just know that I am in a far better place."
Sounds like a man who knew he was gonna die.
Lois, I'm gonna go wash up real quick.
Excuse me.
I'm gonna wash up.
Superman, what happened?
I was in the area when I spotted this under the porch.
It would have burned this entire house down within minutes.
Oh, my!
We're very grateful to you, Superman.
Would you like a cookie?
No, thank you, ma'am.
I'm watching my calories.
Bye-bye, now.
My, he's quite a big boy.
What happened?
Somebody tried to burn down the house.
But that sexy Superman fellow was in the area
and he saved us.
I'm a bit weak in the knees.
I think I better go lie down for a while.
Mrs. McCarthy, would you mind if we kept these for a few days?
Be my guest. Be safer with you.
- How's your seaweed, sir? - Disgusting.
Oh, I know, sir
but you do need your iodine and B6.
Listen to this, Albie.
"Brilliant scientist invents new diet pill."
I suppose STAR Labs will give him, what
a blue ribbon and a new car?
All they gave me was a pink slip.
For one little mistake.
Hey, I didn't make a mistake. They did.
Oh, absolutely, sir.
It's just that you did mention to me
that STAR Labs had not authorized
the experiment you were working on.
Listen, Albie, you don't achieve greatness
by playing by the rules!
With all due respect, sir
I don't know if the four technicians
who died of the Alpha virus would feel the same.
What about my pain, huh?
Every day this virus eats away another piece of me.
So don't think I don't know about sacrifice.
Um..
Mr. Gables..
I don't wish to upset you any further
but we did run into a little snag with the letters.
Tell me they were destroyed.
Um..
No.
'Superman showed up.'
I'm hyperventilating, Albie.
Please, Mr. Gables.
This stress is very bad for you.
Why don't we just rethink the whole idea?
I've tried the legal system and it failed me.
The people of Metropolis have spoken.
And now they're going to suffer the same way I am!
I, I, I thought it was STAR Labs that you wanted to hurt.
You mean you want to kill everybody in Metropolis?
If I just wanted to destroy STAR Labs, Albie
I would have burned it to the ground.
I wouldn't have invented the resurrection pill
and gathered the three best criminals in the world!
Which reminds me, we have work to do.
You needed something, Mr. Gables?
Yes, Mr. McCarthy, I do.
- 'Lois?' - 'It's open, Clark!'
I, uh..
I picked up some books in the library.
Bartlett's Quotations, Jung's Collective Unconscious.
Tolstoy.. Anything with any reference to resurrection.
I hope you're hungry.
Did you get anything from the letters?
No, not yet, but I'm only halfway through them.
You probably haven't eaten all day.
Here. I made these.
Whew.
Too much curry. I knew it.
Do you want some wine?
Mmm.
Lois, is there any reason
that we're not getting down to work here?
Actually, there is.
I wanted to ask you something.
I need to know if I'm yesterday's news.
What?
You know, stale, old.
I mean, it's been a week since our first date and..
Our first kiss.
You haven't said a word about it.
It's like it never happened.
Lois, I'm sorry if it feels like
I've been ignoring you lately, but..
Just a second.
- Hi. - Agent Scardino.
Please, call me Daniel. May I come in?
Sorry to drop in on you like this
but I was thinking maybe if we started working together..
Look who's here.
If isn't the man with the smoldering eyes.
What are you talking about?
Mayson's diary. Pretty steamy stuff.
Read like an Emily Bronte novel.
You read Emily Bronte?
Well, what can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic.
Oh, Rumaki! My favorite!
Ah! Too much curry.
Mm-mmm. It's perfect. I like it spicy.
Anyway, Kent..
She wrote some really passionate purple prose mainly about you.
And you said you two were just friends.
'You holding out on me, Kent?'
'You have to understand'
Clark was probably the only person in Metropolis
that didn't know that Mayson was madly in love with him.
Mm-hmm.
Who's holding out on who, Scardino?
You took the diary.
I'm willing to share.
You work with me, I'll work with you.
Now, what have you got for me?
Well, the last word Mayson said before she died
was "Resurrection."
The last entry in her diary
was "Resurrection equals McCarthy"
with a question mark.
(female operator) '"Daily Planet", how may I direct your call?'
Hi, Clark.
Where you been?
Doing some checking on wild man Scardino.
Turns out that he's been on probation
more than any other DEA Agent.
Hmm. Anything else?
Yeah. He's also their most decorated agent.
Still reading McCarthy's letters?
Yeah. You know, I've been thinking about
this last letter that he wrote, about being in a better place.
What if he wasn't talking about the hereafter?
'What if he was just talking about'
a better place outside the prison walls?
So you're saying you think he faked his own death?
Well, Dan says that the bomb--
Wait, wait. I'm sorry. Now it's "Dan?"
What is with you? What is so bad about him?
What is so good about him?
A lot of things.
Okay, he's a little different.
Anyway, he said that the bomb that killed Mayson
could only have been built by McCarthy.
If that's true..
Okay. I'll play along.
So maybe we should pay McCarthy's pen pal a visit.
I already made an appointment.
The guy's name is Big Buster Williams.
Guys, you better take a look at these.
The surveillance camera at the police impound
caught these photos.
This guy was poking around the remains of Mayson's car.
(Jimmy) 'He ran off before they could catch him though.'
Clark, this is the guy I saw being buried alive
'at Mayson's funeral.'
It does look like him.
I mean, how you described him to look.
But we saw the coffin buried. I don't get it.
I don't either.
But if he's interested in Mayson's car
so am I.
(female over PA) 'Officer Hiland to the police impound office.'
(Lois) 'What do you think we're looking for?'
I don't know.
Uh, Lois, could you hand me a nail file?
Why do men always assume that women have nail files with them?
I'm sorry, but do you have a nail file?
Actually, I do.
But only because it's part of my pocketknife.
Oh-ho.
Hey, what made you think to look in there?
Uh.. "The French connection."
It was Mayson's favorite movie.
Really?
Nice work.
(Gables) See the basement?
STAR Labs has a sub-zero chamber there.
That's where they store the virus.
(Diego) So, how do we get to it?
(Gables) There's an air vent that leads directly to the chamber.
Exactly what makes this virus so special?
It's airborne, it's lethal, and there's no cure.
'Anyone who comes in contact with it'
will die a very painful death.
Except for us, of course.
Of course. You'll be wearing protective masks.
This air vent's pretty narrow.
Nobody in this room is going to fit.
That's right.
We're still missing one member of our team..
Your old cellmate.
You mean Buster?
Albie's going to take a little trip today.
Ahem. Sir..
Are you sure there isn't any other way
we can get even with Metropolis?
Getting cold feet, Albie?
No.
No! No, sir. No. It's just..
Well, exposing everyone to a lethal virus seems..
I don't know. A little severe.
Nobody cared about my life!
I did.
Oh, yes. Yes, you did.
Big deal.
(Clark) Did Professor Hamilton say
how long it's gonna take to analyze that pill?
We should have the results sometime this afternoon.
How do I look?
Appropriately cheap.
Just let me do most of the talking.
You usually do.
Excuse me. We're here to see Buster Williams.
Hey, Buster! You got another visitor.
That's Big Buster Williams?
(Lois) Hey, Buster!
McCarthy was right. You're the best looking guy in the joint.
Hi, I'm Angel, McCarthy's old lady.
This is my brother. Spike.
That's some killer outfit.
Yeah? Thanks.
McCarthy never told me he had a doll.
Oh, well, you know him. He never talked much.
You kidding? Motormouth McCarthy?
So, did he send you to fill me in on the job?
The job?
You want a glass of water or something?
No, thanks, Spike.
I'm okay.
He's dead!
I guess that really is a killer outfit.
Oh, my God.
Lois!
I got that info you wanted on that guy buried in plot 29B.
Diego Martinez, serving 20 years for bank robbery.
He's an expert at getting past security systems.
Except the last time.
It says that he was in good health and died suddenly.
Cause unknown.
There wasn't an autopsy.
The guy at the prison infirmary says they send the bodies
directly out to the cemeteries.
What's that?
Dr. Hamilton's report on that pill we found
in Mayson's car.
It's a form of synthetic barbiturate
that can "Induce a temporary state of suspended animation."
Why would somebody want to kill Mayson over this?
Clark, this is gonna sound kind of out there.
But what if Mayson found out
that somebody was using this pill
to get criminals out of prison
by making it appear as if they died?
That is out there
but it's also a great way to break out of prison.
I mean, who would look for you if you were dead?
But the cemetery would have to be in on it.
I'm feeling a sudden urge to plan a funeral.
Who would want to spend eternity in that?
Someone who had their eyes closed?
So sorry to keep you waiting.
I am Mr. Sunshine.
Please accept my condolences at this difficult time.
Was the dear departed a relative?
- My uncle. - My aunt.
He, he was a cross dresser.
At the time of his death
we weren't sure what he, she, was.
I see.
We have a lot of questions.
Could we go to your office?
I carry my office with me.
This way we don't waste any valuable ground.
When you're a cemetery use of space is very important.
I have only three words to say.
Location, location, location.
The plot is everything.
I see.
Well, actually I was interested in caskets.
Could you show me that one?
Well, those are the economy models
but if you insist.
Quite frankly, they offer very little moisture protection.
They're just slightly better than a sandwich bag.
What about that one?
(Sunshine) Ah! Our happy trails model.
An excellent choice.
One hundred percent moisture proof and silk-lined.
Cotton tends to wrinkle so. Don't you agree?
I think we have to talk it over but thank you very much.
Of course. Check around, kick a few handles.
And when you're ready to buy, we'll be here.
Looky-loos.
I saw an invoice.
All three of the prisoners' funerals
were paid for by a man named Albie Swinson.
I'll call Jimmy and see what he can find out about the guy.
I'll meet you at 29B.
If somebody is digging these guys up
maybe I can find some evidence.
Ohh!
(Superman) Lois, are you okay?
Yeah. Thanks to Agent Scardino.
Please, call me Daniel.
Lucky you were nearby.
- Yeah. - Yeah, how did you know?
That you'd be here? I don't know.
I guess we just think alike.
Well, I guess you don't need me.
Funny. I thought he'd be friendlier than that.
Yeah. Wonder what's with him.
Anyway..
I should probably go find Clark.
Hold it. Someone just tried to kill you.
I think you've had enough of cemeteries
for a while, young lady.
Young lady?
Haven't been called that since I went to the prom
and I didn't bring the car home.
I just saw Superman fly off. Are you okay?
I am perfectly fine.
Kent, help me talk some sense into your partner.
Someone just tried to run her down. She needs protection.
Do you want me to take you home?
Kent, no offense, but as a federal agent
I think I'm more qualified to offer protection than you are.
Scardino, no offense, but as her partner--
Hold it, both of you.
I am perfectly capable of protecting myself.
Now I am going home alone.
Way to go, Kent.
Ooh! Aah! Aah!
Ow! Uhh!
(male #3) Wait! Hold it.
- Wait! Wait! Wait! - Whoa!
Wait! Wait, wait!
Scardino!
Please, call me Daniel.
What do you mean breaking into my house?
Uh, Lois, as much as I've fantasized
about being in this position with you
you're crushing my legs.
Ohh!
Look, I'm sorry. I rang the bell. You didn't answer.
I was drying my hair. I just got out of the shower.
Yeah, I can see that.
Oh, I cannot believe I defended you to Clark.
He was right, you are crazy.
I don't answer the doorbell, so you come down from the roof?
Hey, I was worried about you, okay?
Sean McCarthy is an animal.
'For all I know, he was in here trying to kill you.'
Just what do the words
"I do not need you to protect me" mean to you?
Look, I already lost one woman I cared about to McCarthy.
It is not gonna happen again, you got it?
Who was she?
My partner Jena.
She was bright, sensitive..
A little mouthy sometimes, but then I'm not exactly a monk.
And McCarthy was the bomber?
Excuse me.
Clark! Uh, what are you doing here?
I know it's late, but I found out that Albie Swinson
works for a man named Stanley Gables.
- Ring a bell? - Uh, Gables..
Yeah, that was the name on the file on Mayson's desk.
Oh, there's more.
According to the prison sign-in sheet
Albie visited Big Buster, Martinez, and McCarthy
on the days that each of them died.
- What do you think of that? - Fascinating.
And well-told, too.
'Course you're a writer, so you're good with words.
Uh, Agent Scardino just dropped by
to chat about the case.
That must have been some chat
for you to need a shower.
See you later.
Clark!
Uh, I think you better go.
Okay.
But I'm not going far.
Hello.
(Albie) 'Ms. Lane?'
'Uh, my name is Albie Swinson. You've got to help me.'
Albie Swinson?
'Please. The toxins in his body are poisoning his mind.'
'He's going to kill innocent people.'
(Lois) 'Who? Gables?'
'I can't say any more on the telephone.'
'Meet me at Perpetual Pines, plot 29B'
'in half an hour.'
(Gables) Oh, Albie, Albie, you disappoint me.
(Clark) 'Hi. This is Clark. I'm not home right now'
'so please leave a message after the beep'
'and I will call you as soon as I can. Thanks.'
Clark, where are you at 5:00 a.m.?
Okay, I don't have time to explain.
Just meet me at Perpetual Pines.
Clark?
I thought I was the only one
who came in with the roosters.
I had a lot of research to do
on a guy named Stanley Gables, chief.
We think he might be tied in to Mayson's death.
Gables, Gables, I know that name.
Wasn't that the fellow that used to work for STAR Labs?
One of their top chemists.
He created something called the Alpha virus.
That's right. He had an accident in his lab
and that virus killed four people.
Yeah. Apparently it wasn't authorized, so they fired him.
Then he sued, blaming STAR Labs for the accident.
(Perry) Oh, yeah. I remember.
Jury didn't buy it.
In fact, we ran an editorial praising the verdict.
You know, this guy just wouldn't take responsibility
for his own mistakes.
Something wrong?
I wanted to tell Lois to meet me at Gables' house
but she's not answering.
Where could she be at this hour?
- Where's Albie? - Albie couldn't make it.
Guess I'll just have to go jogging alone this morning.
I don't think so.
Sorry.
Ew.
Alright, here it is.
Looks good.
Hey! Hey!
Hey, I'm alive in here! No!
Alright, man. Come in. Come on.
Oh, my God!
Oh, man!
I must have really died
'cause, angel, this is heaven.
(computer) 'Casket transport in progress.'
Gentlemen, I believe Buster is about to arrive.
'Casket transport complete.'
Man, this is heavy!
I thought you said buster was a little guy.
Now, what are you doing in there?
Would you honestly believe anything I say?
Uh, no.
Ms. Lane, I presume.
(Gables) 'My man in the cemetery was baffled at your disappearance.'
It was a unique escape plan, I give you that.
I could return the compliment.
Mr. McCarthy.
I believe loveseats were made for two.
'Well, gentlemen, our team is now complete.'
- Hello, Kent. - Where's Lois?
She's in bed probably like any normal person
at 6:00 in the morning.
Hey, did you bring me a donut?
She's gone. And what are you doing here anyway?
I slept on the fire escape.
You know, in case she needed me.
She must have snuck out when I went down to the gas station
to, you know, use the facilities.
Yeah, yeah, that's fine. What do you know about Stanley Gables?
Just what you said about him last night.
You don't think that Lois went down to see him by herself?
There's one thing you should know about Lois, she's very--
Bold? Headstrong? Unpredictable?
To say the least.
Woman after my own heart.
(officer) 'Check camera two right there, will you?'
Bad news. You got bugs. Got to spray.
Looks pretty quiet to me.
Why don't you go around back
see if you can find an open door?
This one's open.
After you.
Security systems are..
...down.
Alright.
Put the bomb right on the freezer lock.
Gotcha.
Now, you're sure you know
how to get to the sub-zero chamber?
Just be on the roof in five minutes.
- Where's Gables? - STAR Labs.
He's going to release the Alpha virus
into the atmosphere.
Alright, I'm going to try to find a phone
and call the police.
Buster always delivers.
Everybody loves a good Stephen King novel.
Now this city's going to live one.
I don't usually hurt people on purpose
'but for the killer of Mayson Drake'
'I might make an exception.'
Don't go far.
There's nothing more you can do to me
beyond what STAR Labs has already done.
Justice will be served.
It's not justice when innocent people
are made to suffer for your mistakes.
Oh? Yes, it is.
No! Don't hit me!
No!
No.
You should have died with your partner, Scardino.
Please, call him Daniel.
(Perry) 'Quite a story, kids.'
I'd give my set of gold-plated Elvis spoons
to know what makes a guy like Gables tick.
Well, that's the way it is today.
Everybody sees themself as a victim.
That's like nobody takes responsibility
for their actions anymore.
Well, I for one, take responsibility for mine.
Right now, I got a paper to put to bed.
So I can get out of here in time to have a little
candlelight dinner with Alice.
- 'Night, Perry. - 'Night.
'Night, chief.
So, Lois..
You wanna go see a movie or something?
Yeah. That sounds nice. Something funny.
Okay, I'll call and see what's playing.
Hi.
I just came by to thank you for what you did today.
Oh, that's okay.
And also to ask you a question.
What would you say if I asked you out sometime?
Are you asking me out?
I didn't say that. I said, what would you say if I did?
Uh..
I don't know.
Tell you what..
The agency's keeping me around Metropolis for a while.
Why don't you think about what you might say
and we'll talk?
Well..
Looks like you have some choices to make.