Sorry, honey. You're fired. (Lois as editor, Stop The Presses)
Go to New Krypton.
Lucy wants a date.
I'm done with you.
Trask said you're Superman.
I've chosen Alt. Clark.
The wedding is off.
We won the Pulitzer!
So...boxers or briefs?
You CAN'T be Superman!
You need to leave.
Take me, I'm yours.
Jimmy knows about you.
Perry! Clark is Superman!
Are you floating, Clark?
