lois: clark? clark? oh, no! claaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrkkk!
clark (thinking): oh, great. we're going through another TOGOM rewrite. sure, they're good stories, but i'm getting tired of having to play dead... one of these days i'm just going to have to get right back up, declare that i'm superman, and take care of everyth -- oh no. now i'm doing it, too. i am not going to rewrite this scene while going through it yet again...
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clark, weakly: lois... can't breathe... need... mouth-to-mouth...
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lois: so, clark, what do you think? i bumped into an old friend of yours, and she said you liked emeralds. even gave me this necklace. it's so unique, isn't it? looks like it glows all by itself. i've never seen anything like it. not sure if it really goes with this dress, though. i mean, red and green... is that too christmasy for the summer, clark? clark? oh no! clark, what happened? are you okay? someone get this man a doctor! oh, clark, please be okay. here, take the necklace. maybe it'll bring you good luck...
