- Previously on "Superman and Lois"...
- You were a liability today, and I can't have that.
- We didn't need your help. - I've been training for this.
- I've been training, too. - And I have heat vision!
And you're taking coffee orders!
- Mr. Cushing found ice inside the store.
He thinks someone with powers put out the fire.
- Mom, this is Natalie.
- It's so nice to finally meet you.
- Hey, look, your dad's here.
Finish this!
- I have to take her now, or she's going to die.
- That'll keep her powers from working while she's here.
- She doesn't have much time left.
- There is so much stuff here on Bruno
that I've never seen before.
- All the years we spent investigating
in the Metropolis, we couldn't make anything stick.
- I think this is how we nail him.
- The Natural History Museum has a really great event space.
- Not a fan of taxidermy, even the prehistoric kind.
- Okay, what about the Botanical Gardens?
Simone said they're magnifique.
- They are, which is why I have been to six--
six weddings there.
God, Harry's has the best fries.
- Okay, Lois, Lois, we need to figure this out.
Most venues in the city have to be booked a year in advance.
- Clark, the space has to represent us as a couple.
So I don't care how long it takes.
The right spot will be worth waiting for,
just like you were worth waiting for.
- Oh, when you put it that way...
- Lois, you hear? They just announced the Metties.
- Janet, the Metropolitan Press Club
wouldn't know good journalism if it hit them in the face.
- Lois, you got nominated. - What?
- It's the award for Journalistic Excellence
for the piece you wrote on Henry Miller.
- Oh, my goodness, Lois, next to the Pulitzer,
this is the highest honor in journalism you can get.
- Not to mention the fanciest gala you'll ever be invited to.
- I don't know what to say or what to wear.
I don't have a gala-worthy dress.
- Then go get yourself something nice
'cause your chances of winning are pretty darn good.
- I know you're anxious.
But I have some good news.
Your scans look really good. - Okay.
So just one more round of chemo.
- We'll do more scans to make sure afterwards, but...
I think it's time we start talking next steps.
- Boys, we need your stuff!
- Hey.
Do you mind not telling Mom and Dad about Mr. Cushing yet?
- About which part--
that he may fire me because you're a careless idiot
or that he thinks there's a superhero in this town
because you're a careless idiot?
- Both.
Look, man, I promise I'll take it easy for a while.
I guess Mom and Dad have enough going on right now.
- Thank you.
- Thought this was just a Harvest Fest thing.
- When I was a kid,
the town used to do clothing drives all the time.
I'm glad Mom is bringing it back.
- We said no holes, no underwear.
And somehow, you've given us both.
Are you going to the firehouse today?
- Uh, no, not this weekend.
- What's that about?
- Beats me.
- It's like pulling teeth sometimes.
You wanted more kids.
It, uh, seems like you're feeling better.
- Yeah, a little.
- You think maybe, uh, once this last round
of chemo's behind us, we move you back upstairs?
- Yeah, maybe.
I'm going to go get my stuff.
- Okay, honey, so just put the pants together,
sweaters, shoes.
- Hey, uh, we brought what we could.
- John. Hey, Nat.
Clark told me what happened.
Do you have a minute?
- Don't go anywhere.
That bad?
- Dude, he took my phone, put a tracking device on my bracelet,
and made me this. - What is that?
- Basically a retractable nightstick
that could kill a rhino.
He's just trying to protect you.
Hey, I-I get it.
Your boyfriend did turn out
to be the head of Intergang's son.
- Yeah, well, he's not my boyfriend...
at least not anymore.
- How you two holding up?
- Last few days have been rough,
especially for Nat.
She's, uh--she's really torn up about Matteo.
- And the woman who attacked us is Matteo's mom?
- Yeah, now she's at the DOD.
I won't feel safe until we have Mannheim locked up, too.
- I mean, he tried to kill you.
Isn't that enough to put him away?
- Not when you have the kind of lawyers he does.
- You know you can talk to me, right?
- Do you mind if Nat hangs with Sarah?
- No, of course not. Why?
- Mannheim wants to talk.
- So what's the plan here?
- There's no way in hell he's going to admit to anything.
Find out what he wants, then we go from there.
- Hold on.
I'm running this.
- John--
- Look, this is more my fight than yours.
We talked about this.
- I agree.
Diggle went to you first for a reason.
John Henry should take point on this one.
- I think this is a mistake.
- Mr. Mannheim would like to see his wife.
- I'm sure.
First...
we need everything he stole from the DOD--
Superman's blood, X-Kryptonite from the Shuster Mines,
the Bizarro Corpse.
- You have proof he stole these items?
- We will. - But you don't.
Nor do you have just cause to keep my client
from seeing his very sick wife.
Updates on her condition are not enough.
Your wife...
is a murderer and a violent superhuman weapon.
Peia is dying!
- Then give us what we want.
- I will see my wife...
one way or another.
Hey, you got a sec?
- Not really. I needed to get this story out ten minutes ago.
- It's about the Metties. - Yeah, I'm not going.
- What?
- Those awards aren't about real journalism.
They're a popularity contest.
- Uh, but I got you something.
- What kind of something? - You'll see.
- Clark, it's beautiful.
This is the first dress anyone's ever bought for me.
- Me too.
I mean, it's-- it's the first dress
I've ever bought for someone.
- That wasn't cheap.
Please tell me you didn't sell a kidney.
- I wish. It was my baseball-card collection.
Even your Cal Ripken rookie?
- Since it was in mint condition, I got a fair price.
- Clark.
- Hey, hey, you are worth more than any rookie card.
- That is the most romantic thing
anyone has ever said to me.
- Do you have money left for a tux?
- I will have to rent one...
if you're asking me to be your date.
- Clark Kent, will you be my date to the Metties?
- Mm-hmm.
- You're wrong about this. We need to let Bruno see Peia.
- Not until he meets our demands.
- You're keeping a husband from his dying wife.
- They're both murderers. - I know what they've done.
- Then stop letting your emotions play into it.
We have leverage here.
This is how we get Bruno to do what we want.
- If the goal is to get Bruno to cooperate,
then I should talk to him-- I know what he's going through.
- He will just use that against you.
- I won't give him the chance.
- Remember who you're dealing with.
Don't let him cloud your judgment
because of everything going on with Lois.
- I just want to see him.
I mean, everything in the restaurant was so chaotic,
we didn't even get to talk.
- I mean, he had to have known about his parents, right?
- It didn't feel like that. I mean, he seemed surprised.
- Or he could be a good actor.
Just saying, as someone who has to keep a secret,
you get better at it over time.
- Yeah, you're awesome at it.
- I keep thinking about just taking my suit
and flying to Metropolis. - That's a terrible idea.
- She's right. Maybe you should just forget about him.
- Why would you say that?
Matteo's nothing like his parents.
- Yeah, but his parents are crazy dangerous.
Look, I-I know it sucks,
but maybe it's just not meant to be.
- Right, but you and Candace are?
- It's not the same thing. - Yeah, her dad's a drug dealer
who stole your truck and punched you in the face.
Seems like pretty much the perfect analog,
but, yeah, thanks for not seeing my side of things.
- Okay, that's not what I meant.
- Whatever.
Great. My dad's here.
I have to go back into lockdown.
- Nice one.
Never thought I'd be warned
about being too sympathetic to Bruno Mannheim.
- This is different. - Is it?
Because John Henry isn't wrong. I do feel sorry for him.
I mean, Peia is dying, and he can't be with her.
- Being empathetic doesn't mean your judgment's compromised.
It's what makes you Superman.
You see the best in people, even your enemies.
It's one of the things I love about you.
- I love you, too. - No--
Sorry.
- I don't feel great.
- Okay. Yeah. No, I get it.
- This is everything.
Will you, uh, thank Lana for the potpie?
It's all I could keep down all week.
- Yeah.
Hey, what's this doing in here?
- I only wore it once.
It's just been gathering dust ever since.
- Okay, well, you know, we'll find another event.
- That's not the issue.
- Lois, this is the dress.
- I don't want to keep the dress, Clark.
It doesn't feel right saving it for a maybe
when somebody else could use it now.
- Okay, um...
Yeah. No, you're right.
I'm sure Lana will be happy to take it.
Dad. Hey, Dad.
How's Mom? Is she okay?
They wouldn't let me see her. - Right.
Because you're some notorious crime boss.
- We've talked about this.
- More like you've lied to me.
- Watch your tone.
- Have you guys ever killed anyone?
- How could you even ask me that?
Your mother and I-- we may not be perfect.
But everything we've done is for you and Hob's Bay.
I need you to believe that.
- I just want to see Mom.
- And you will.
- How? The--the DOD already said no.
- You let me worry about that.
- Are you okay, Bug?
- Oh, yeah, I'm great.
It's awesome not being able to walk outside by myself anymore.
- It is only until we put Bruno away.
- And how long is that going to take?
- Get me the club.
Stay here.
- That's coming from down the street.
- What's going on? - Who are those people?
- Go, go! Get out of here!
- Nat!
- You okay? - Yeah.
- Go to Sarah's. Do not leave until I come get you, okay?
Go, get out of here.
- Hey, John.
- Sam, we need to end this.
- Wow. Lois really cleaned out her closet, huh?
- Mm-hmm.
Oh, my.
This is stunning.
- Yeah, I surprised her with that years ago.
I sold my entire baseball-card collection to pay for it.
Even your Cal Ripken?
- Yep.
- And she's giving it away?
- She thinks someone else should enjoy it.
- That's all she said?
- Yeah, pretty much.
- Her surgery is coming up, right?
- When she finishes her chemo, yeah.
We just haven't figured out a date yet.
- Have you talked to her about it?
- I mean, all the logistics, But...
- Not how she's feeling.
Clark...
she's about to lose her breasts.
- I know, I know, and I want to talk to her about it, but...
it's her body, and I'm just a guy
who's never going to go through this.
So I don't really feel like it's my place to bring it up
until she's ready.
Maybe you should let me.
Look how upset she is.
- Wouldn't you be
if you couldn't be with the person you loved?
- Yeah, I mean, it's torture.
- We should have been more supportive about Matteo.
- He does seem like a solid guy.
- I'll go talk to her. - No.
This one's on me.
I'm sorry about what I said at the diner.
You're right.
Matteo-- he's not his parents.
- Yeah, I know he's not.
It doesn't really matter, does it?
After everything that's happened,
I'm never going to see him again.
- Why not?
I mean, you care about him, right?
You know he's a good guy.
- Yeah, but my dad would freak out.
- So what?
My dad was pissed at me for months
because I wouldn't tell him
about Candice supplying me the XK,
and she ended up living with us.
Look, if you really want to see Matteo...
let's make it happen.
- Come in.
- Can we talk about this?
- There's nothing to say. I don't want it anymore.
- That can't be true.
- I don't know what to tell you.
- This dress is special.
- It was.
- It is.
- I can't wear it anymore.
And I don't want to talk about it, okay?
I know that chemo has been hell on you,
on Clark, your dad, the boys.
But once this is all said and done,
after the surgery, after everything,
it's your life and your body that'll be changed forever,
and I don't want you to feel alone for that.
So, please...
just talk to me, Lois.
- I came to help.
- Then let me see my dying wife.
- The DOD won't allow it...
not unless you give them what they want.
- Then you flew here for nothing.
- I know how much you love your wife.
I saw the way you looked at her,
the fear in your eyes when she collapsed.
- Peia!
- You let me take her, because in that moment,
she meant more to you than anything in the world.
How you felt about me, about John Irons,
none of it mattered, and now Peia needs to see you.
She needs to see your son.
Give them the missing items...
before it's too late.
- If these items were to return,
you promise...
we'll get to see her?
- You have my word.
This wasn't me.
- Go, go, go! I said go!
- He was about to make a deal.
- Oh, he still can,
after we finish searching the apartment.
- You and I talked about this.
- Wait, you knew Superman was going to be here?
- He sent armed thugs to my home, Sam,
where my daughter lives.
- I understand, but you're making this personal.
- No, he made it personal by strapping a bomb to my sister
and threatening my family.
- We can't answer a threat with another threat.
- That is not how we do things. - It was my call to make.
- I may have let you run point on this,
but that was clearly a mistake.
You're done here. - No, Sam, don't.
- Not up for debate. Go home, John.
- I've known about the double mastectomy since day one.
And now it's all I can think about.
- Yeah.
- You know what's crazy, is I used to hate,
hate my boobs.
I've had them since I was nine.
Nine?
- I would pray at night that they would go away.
- And I would pray for mine to show up.
It wasn't until I was twelve that I finally got one.
True story.
I had to stuff my bra until the other one caught up.
- Our bodies are full of surprises.
- Oh, no kidding.
I mean, stretch marks...
- Cellulite...
- Cramps...
- There's so much of my life
I was uncomfortable with my body,
and it feels like now that I'm finally comfortable,
cancer comes along to ruin that.
- But can't you do reconstruction?
- No, that's the problem.
Because of the kind of cancer that I have,
it really depends on how things look after surgery
and after radiation, so...
- Oh...
- It just feels like every day I lose something...
my taste buds, my hair.
Those will come back.
These won't.
- You have...
every right to be upset.
- It's not just me, though.
I keep thinking about Clark, too.
- I'm pretty sure
he's the one thing you don't have to worry about.
I mean, he did buy you that dress.
- I think we should just go to a bar, get a beer,
and call it a night.
- Hey, if you're worried about losing...
- That is not it.
- So you're worried about winning?
- No.
This kind of thing isn't me. I'm an army brat.
- Yeah, and I'm a small-town farm boy,
but none of that matters tonight.
- Sir, I don't think we're going to stay.
- Yes, yes, we are. Thank you.
- Clark, I'm serious. I'm in pants all the time,
and now I'm in this dress and--
- Hey, you were meant to wear this dress, okay?
As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to get it for you.
- Which was so unbelievably sweet of you,
but I'm just not comfortable.
- Lois...
I have never seen anyone
as beautiful as you are right now.
And if you really want to leave, we can go.
But I think you should go win this award...
so the world can celebrate the amazing woman
I get to see every day.
- I think we're going to stay. Thank you.
That night, I felt...
so beautiful and just...
sexy.
I was there being honored for my mind.
It was empowering.
I felt like a woman.
- You'll feel that way again.
You don't know that.
- You'll still be you.
- Will I?
I'll probably feel less feminine.
I barely feel feminine now.
I worry about what it'll do to my marriage.
- I really think that, um...
you need to tell Clark how you're feeling.
- Wake him up.
- Are you sure this is a good idea?
- I said "wake him up."
There's something I need him to do.
- He's here.
- Hey.
You have no idea how happy I am to see you.
I mean, I thought you hated me.
- No, I... My dad took my phone.
- Mine's been watching my every move,
with this crazy look in his eyes.
- Did you know about your parents?
- I mean, I heard rumors about my dad,
so I guess none of it was that surprising, but...
my mom having powers-- I had no idea.
I mean, it's--
God, it's wild.
- You mean terrifying.
She nearly killed my dad.
- Wait, wait, wait. Hold on, hold on.
May--maybe it's not that simple.
Seriously?
- I mean, sure, there's things I don't know about my parents,
but...
I mean, come on, it's not like your dad is some great guy.
- Why would you say that?
- Because my mom's dying in the DOD,
and he won't even let me see her.
He's using her as, like...
leverage over my dad.
- I didn't know that. - Look, Nat...
let's not make this about our parents, okay?
I know things are weird and complicated right now,
but I don't care.
I don't care, because I love you.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Yeah, 100%, without a doubt,
you are the only girl who's ever made me feel like this.
- Wow, I...
I love you, too.
- Nice job, Jon.
- I just felt like such a hypocrite.
- You weren't the only one who said something stupid lately.
I'm really sorry about after the fire.
And it's really cool what you're doing with Mr. Cushing.
- Do you hear that?
It's the sound of ice thawing?
Maybe you two should hug it out so we can all be friends again?
I'm good.
- I think we're okay.
- Hug it out.
Ah, beautiful brothers.
I'm just going to sneak in here real quick, yeah, yeah.
- It is actually really nice.
Oh, you two are having fun.
- Oh, well, we're going to have a lot more fun at Lois's party.
- Party?
- For before my surgery,
we are thinking of going to Bazoombas.
- Oh, the chicken wing place.
- No one goes there for the food.
- They go there to see the waitresses
in their tiny tank tops.
- Yep, yep, I just-- yeah, I just got it.
- I think you're going to be fine.
- Thank you for everything.
Are you, uh, serious about Bazoombas?
- I am so serious about Bazoombas.
We have been way too serious lately.
And speaking of, I think we need to talk about the dress.
- Any other items to request from the DOD?
- Some AM-III glass for my helmet.
I need my suit fixed as soon as possible.
- John, I'm detecting an air mobile approaching quickly.
- Where's it headed?
- The trajectory indicates here.
- John, air mobile--
John, mobile-- John--
- I was told to make you suffer.
- When I saw the dress with the donations, my, uh--
My heart kind of dropped.
- I didn't mean to make you feel that way.
Just--the night of the gala, the way you looked at me
and everything you were saying to me, I felt so beautiful.
- Because you are to me.
And you always will be.
No surgery could ever change the way I see you.
- I know that.
But how you see me isn't the problem.
- It's John Henry.
I'll be right back.
- You're nothing without the suit.
- You okay? - I will be.
- Stay here.
- Come on, please, please.
- Connection reestablished.
War Hammer arriving in six, five, four,
three, two, one.
- John, no! - Aah!
- I didn't have a choice.
- You always have a choice.
- I thought Henry Miller was supposed to be dead.
- The last time I saw him, his heart had stopped beating.
- So what? Bruno somehow brings this guy back from the dead,
then sends him out to kill John Henry?
- That's the theory.
- Which we still have no way to prove.
Seems like a recurring theme with Mannheim.
- Oh, my God.
I can't believe more people weren't hurt.
- Main Street took the brunt of the damage.
- You and I need to talk cleanup.
- What about John Henry? Is he okay?
- I'm worried about you.
- Couple scrapes. I'll be fine.
- That's not what I meant.
You've been acting weird all week.
- I'm trying to keep you safe.
- Dad, you killed a guy.
- He was trying to kill me. I'm lucky to be alive.
- And what about Matteo's mom?
Why won't you let him see her?
- How do you know that?
- Because I talked to him.
Answer the question.
- It's the only way to get Bruno to cooperate.
- By keeping a dying woman from seeing her family?
Daddy, you and I watched Mom get killed on TV.
What would you have given
to have those last minutes with her?
- That was different.
- Yeah, we didn't have a choice.
They do.
Do you really want to be the person
that takes that from them?
- Where have you been?
I told you not to see that girl.
- I never agreed to that.
- Do not walk away from me.
- Or what? You gonna hurt me?
Maybe have one of your guys do it?
- Matteo, why would you say that?
- Because that's what you do. You tried to kill Mr. Irons.
And because of that, Mom's gonna die all alone,
and I won't ever get to see her again.
I'm not ready to lose her.
- It's okay, son.
Your mother is not gonna die anytime soon.
- What? Come on, you heard the lawyer.
He said she only has a couple weeks left, maybe days.
You have to accept that.
- I think it's time I show you what I've been working on.
- How long has all this been here?
- Ever since your mom's cancer returned.
- Is that Superman?
- It's the Superman of the Inverse World, son.
Apparently...
he tried to stop Ally Alston.
- Wait, but why do you have him down here?
- Because this Superman...
is how I found the cure to save your mom.
You two okay?
- Did Mr. Irons really kill a guy on Main Street?
- Everyone's talking about it. We got, like, a thousand texts.
- Yeah, I'm afraid he did.
- He's been going overboard a lot lately.
Is he going to be okay?
I don't know.
Why don't you guys go upstairs to your rooms, okay?
I need to talk to your mom.
- Are you kidding me? Stupid Clarence Rhinobutt won?
- Riddenbach, yes,
but believe me, I am planning to write
a very strongly worded letter--
"Lois Lane deserves to be celebrated."
- Who would you even send that to?
- Just leave that to me and prepare to be celebrated.
- I know where we should get married.
- Babe, we can't afford the Press Club's Reception Hall.
- But we can afford your parents' farm.
- Really?
- Yeah, just you and me and our closest friends and family
in the place that raised the love of my life.
- My mom's going to be so excited.
- Hey...
did you really mean what you said earlier?
- Every word.
- Say it again.
- I have never seen anyone
as beautiful as you are right now.
- How fast do you think you can get this dress off?
- Hey...
I've been thinking about what you said earlier.
- Clark, it's fine. - No, you need to hear this.
When I said
that you were beautiful in that dress...
I wasn't talking about your body.
I was talking about you...
who you are, your heart, your passion.
Lois, you amaze and inspire me every single day.
- You were also talking about my body.
- Because I love your body, and I will always love your body.
- Even when it's all scarred up?
- Even then.
- Can we at least stop pretending
like it's not gonna be weird?
- Babe, whatever scars you might have,
they're just symbols that you survived.
And they're why I still get to have you.
That surgery is going to save your life,
and there is nothing more beautiful to me than that.
- What if it makes me feel different?
What if I don't want to be intimate anymore?
- We'll figure it out. - Clark, it's not that simple.
Sex is a big part of our marriage.
- I know. And when you're ready, so am I.
There's not a doubt in my mind we'll get back to that someday.
We're in this together, babe.
And I promise you, we're going to come out of it stronger.
- Do you want to cuddle?
- Yeah. - Okay.
It may just be cuddling for a while, okay?
- You're all I ever need, babe.
- Hey, do you remember
what we did that night when we got home?
- Yeah.
- I'm up for it if you are.
- You mean right now?
- Yeah, but we should get dressed up.
Wow.
Lois Lane...
Will you fly with me?
- I love you, Clark, more than ever.
- Greg, move your head.