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As Clark walked down the hall towards the hospital elevators,
What’s he doing there? Maybe he's not feeling well because he was exposed to kryptonite earlier in the day?
Oh, he’s stalking her. He just not very good at staying hidden.
Stalking her? He was just walking down the hall. He had no reason to think she'd end up at the hospital.
So, basically, they’re screwed?

They're screwed because CLARK has to think on his feet?
CLARK: I do much prefer to think while floating, but it's not impossible to do it the other way.
LOIS: That was *inside* a hospital room.
CLARK: /confused/ No. Lex was in the room, Minha, we're in the hall.
LOIS:
Placing explosives inside the building and setting up a detonation sequence so the structural integrity of the building would be severely compromised.
LOIS: Thank you, Nigel, but what I *meant* was WHAT were they doing there?
NIGEL: Oh, you'd have to ask... er... um... someone else?
Well…to be fair, *Ralph* is smarter than Luthor gives a woman credit for.
RALPH: /excitedly goes and applies at LNN./
Sounds like Harvard Business School did not prepare him for the real world.
CHIP: Hey, my time is much too expensive to be wasted on walking down stairs.
Hmmmm. I must have not made this very clear, but Chip was in the elevator when the explosion went off. He didn't enter the elevators to escape. Clark blames himself (doubly) because he never checked the elevators and he figures that Chip was on the way down to the newsroom to ask for his driver's license.
Wouldn’t it be awkward if that were actually HG Wells?
MAYSON: Callboy? Hmmmm. What exactly does that entitle, Mr. Kent? Please give me a thorough example for my records, which will be promptly lost afterwards.
LOIS: It was a *bang* up job. Why would you think that Jimmy *blew* up the Daily Planet?
/LEX hears/ Blah blah blah "Bang" blah. Blah blah Jimmy blew blah blah.
LEX: I already know about Mr. Olsen and your sister, Lois. Let's go back to your first suggestion.
LOIS:
So, a guilty plea and requesting the Chair for sentencing?
JIMMY: Golly, gee, Ms. Lane. Thanks.
Sorry. I felt it worked better than "Smooth" his usual catch-phrase.
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