Originally posted by Darth Michael:
Yeah. Sunday, before people are really done with their Sunday morning coffee and it’s already afternoon over here…
Strangely enough, when I finish my coffee, it's afternoon here too.
And yet, she still allowed him a kiss.
LOIS: <shrugging> So, he's a good kisser.
Also, limited time offer only.
to slug him and have it hurt?
But we don’t talk about them much.
CLARK: Let's not talk about them "ever".
Indian Summer in Kansas?
It’s fun pointing them out and more fun being correct about said pointer.
On that subject, I VERY rarely make any references to Dune.
That’s what a American knock-off of the AK-47 in his trunk is for.
(REAL) FBI: And explain to me again, Sheriff, how over ten people died on this farm, including your deputy, and it still fell under "self-defense"?
If she grew up there, got knocked up at 16 by that Kent boy who lives with that foster family all the way down Main…
Nope, that's someone else's Epic.
TEMPUS: Oh, will you just shut up?
HERB: No.
No, the double from the impersonation-agency in uh..Season Two?
Oh, right. that guy from TOGOM.
RALPH: Oooooooooh!
LEX: Finishes with remaining woman and kills her before shooting Ralph. So, where were we?
LOIS: HIM! Not you guys. And, therefore, the offer is null and void. Sorry. I'd rather die a nun.
Smallville ad board: “Adult diapers. Keep you safe even in a stressful job.” And above, a sheriff’s star is displayed.
MAX: Darlene, I told those ad people to change the billboard behind which I do my speed traps. I haven't caught anybody but a couple of people laughing their heads off all month.
DARLENE: <<whistling innocently>> Right. On it, sir.
They now how blue pills for that.
So, you're saying that he doesn't have to be involved? Lois can just use his body?
CLARK: I can live with that, once.
LOIS: Well, that doesn't seem very sporting.
Awww… /watches as Clark picks out polka-dot dress and pump-boots.
CLARK: I make this look *good*!
Too much bitching from the little birdie?
LEX: Don't they?
Yep. She’s the only one allowed to hurt him.
LOIS: He's *my* punching bag! Thank you very much!
Awww… /recommends Roadtrecking by MLT on the dark side/
Distraction!
The day a kid looses his/her innocence. For Lois it was when she caught Daddy and Mrs. Belcanto on the Hollywood swing in the backyard while her mother was passed out in the tub
Poor Clark. What a way to find out one's parents are literally human.
CLARK: Oh, no. Superman wouldn't let Luthor die. He needs to have a trial.
biiig box shoved into back of truck before Lois stole it?
Oh, was that THIS truck?
/waits for film to turn out black in black/
JIMMY: No! I swear, I had the goods on B39. Really, I did.
PERRY: Sure, son. Sure. How's that soda coming?
Nope. But that wasn’t clear from the get go. Well, not conclusive, anyhow.
I like the juxaposition of Martha telling Jonathan earlier that they wouldn't shoot at people and then turning around and doing it herself.
/ whispers/ give her a few minutes/
CLARK: / whispers/ but by then, she won't need me /
CLAUDE: I think the term you’re looking for is ‘frigid’. And they say *moi* English is bad.
LOIS: No woman is frigid if a man supplies enough body heat, you cold fish!
Not with a Superhero right back home.
LOIS: Well, then again, Superman did *dump* me.
ER: Wells is *so* going to try and poach him during that episode.
Oh?
They cloned her, *again*!
LOIS: I'll get a good night sleep and recharge my "mad" for the morning.
Wouldn’t it be awkward if she were with Lex at the time?
LEX: What do you mean "Superman"?
LOIS: You're right. You are *no* Superman. Tootles. I finish this up myself. <picks up phone> Hello? Clark. I've changed my mind. I do want you. How soon can you get your buns of...
SUPERMAN: <flies through window, picks up Lex, drops him out said window>
LOIS: Clark? Clark? <<hangs up phone>> That was odd. Superman, what are you doing here?
SUPERMAN: You called.
LOIS: It's okay. I've called Clark.
SUPERMAN:
About that...
Oooooh! There’s hope. Lois *does* *need* to get her Clarkie bear.
LOIS: But I've got Clark?
Who cares about that when she gets her Clarkie bear.
CLARK: <hesitantly raises his hand>
