Tess: Not that I've been getting any sleep lately, but this had better be
Lawyer: Your father's will dictated certain articles be delivered to his
surviving heir. This particular line item wasn't discovered until after Lex
passed. You can imagine our surprise when Lionel's heir turned out to be...you.
Tess: Clark. Calling another woman at this hour. What would the industrious Lois
Clark: We have a lead. Meet me at Cadmus Labs.
Tess: I'll be right there.
Tess: Clark. What'd you find?
Clark: Emil finally finished working through the files we found after the fire.
There's one body still unaccounted for ... Lx-15. There's another Lex on the
Tess: Why look here? I closed the book on this place months ago.
Clark: Supplies are still being sent here.
Tess: Someone's helping him survive, but... you're assuming that he's a threat
just because he's a Luthor. Whatever happened to everyone deserving a second
Clark: No, Luther blood is Luther blood. It's poison. It's here. The only room
in the building that's lead-lined.
Tess: Wait. I'll handle this.
Clark: No. Tess. They're dangerous, Tess. They're born that way.
Tess: I'll ... I'll go back to Watchtower and see if I can program Oliver's
Clark: "’Dearest Tess. Thanks for the read, but I'm all grown up now.’
Alexander." You knew about all this? After everything Oliver and I did to trust
you, this is how you repay us?
Tess: No. No, I was only trying to protect you.
Clark: You were only trying to protect yourself.
Tess: No. Clark...
Clark: You're no better than he is. What else are you hiding, Tess?
Tess: It's a Kryptonian relic. I only just received it. I swear to God, I was
gonna tell you about it, Clark. It just showed up.
Clark: Why do you have it?
Tess: Clark...There's something I need to tell you. Clark?
Lionel: Ah. Now is the moment for an apposite quote from one of my favorites ...
Marcus Aurelius. "When you arise in the morning, think what a privilege it is to
be alive. To breathe, to enjoy, to love, to think."
Lionel: Dress yourself. We Luthor men must seize our day. You only live once,
Clark: What are you doing here? You shouldn't ...
Lionel: I assume you will properly expense the services of the ladies Mandie and
Bambie. We don't want to risk another audit.
Clark: This is impossible.
Lionel: This, uh, "Ultra-Man" persona you've come up with ... genius. It's a
great way to strong-arm our opponents. But your display of ego is attracting too
much attention. You're getting reckless. Now, button up!
Clark: Is this a dream?
Lionel: Absolutely ... a dream that you are putting at risk. Think, Clark. Think
what it took to build this empire ... hard work, dedication to family. And more
than a little spilt blood.
Clark: Is this... Is this one of my trials?
Lionel: No. No, it's practice. You just need a little practice. You know what
they say ... burning the candle at both ends. Trite but true. I don't want to
watch you making stupid mistakes, Clark. I know what you're capable of. You can
make a father proud!
Clark: I'm not your son.
Lionel: You watch out for those emotional reactions. The heart ... it'll blind
you, son. You want to be your own man. That's natural. But remember, Clark ... I
am your father, and I alone raised you in my own image to become the man that
you are today.
Clark: I must have lost perspective.
Lionel: But that's why I'm here ... to set you back on the right path. You could
conquer the universe. The man of tomorrow ... Clark Luthor! I sometimes shudder
to think what would have happened to my little traveler if he had been
discovered in that cornfield by the first ignorant farmer that came along. Where
on earth would you be now?
Clark: The farm.
Clark: Mom? Dad?
Tess: He isn't here.
Clark: How long have you been here?
Tess: Long enough to go for a ride. You love to make me wait, don't you?
Clark: What are you doing?
Tess: Stop worrying. Father will never find us here.
Clark: Our father?
Tess: Last time I checked, you're still adopted and I'm still as redheaded
bastard as it gets.
Clark: You're a Luthor.
Tess: God, you love to rile me up, don't you?
Clark: Tess, I can't do this.
Tess: Why not?
Clark: I'm not who you think I am.
Tess: Your scar. Where's your scar? That bastard. He used the mirror box. He
tells me all about it, and then he says he can't find it. I can't believe I ever
thought it would work with us. I can't believe I ever trusted him.
Clark: Tess, I found it. I used it. But who are you talking about?
Tess: You. Or the more...fun version of you, anyway.
Clark: Is this time travel? Something went wrong in my past? And if I fix it, I
get to go back?
Tess: Are you really this naive in your world?
Clark: My world. Tess, I need some help, all right? You obviously know
something. You need to tell me. Tess! Please.
Tess: According to my Clark, it's like a parallel reality. It's still the same
history. It's just rewritten with a sort of...darker edge.
Clark: So while I'm stranded here, he's...
Tess: …stuck in your life there. And your kinder, gentler world is about to get
an explosive awakening.
Lois: All the people in all the streets in the whole world, you're the person I
have to hit?
Clark: Lois, I'm so happy to see you.
Lois: Hey, you know what? Don't think for a minute that you're gonna use this
non-fender bender as another excuse to try to get me fired!
Clark: Lois, why would I want to fire you?
Oliver: Cause you're a masochist. Now I know why you're late. Are you okay?
Interviewer: Mr. Queen, any comment on the latest round of landgrabs in
Lois: Don't worry, Ollie. I can handle this.
Clark: You're engaged?
Oliver: What your employees do with their personal life is none of your concern.
Clark: You're lucky to have her.
Oliver: How long have we known each other, Luthor? Was boarding school, right?
And how many times have I had to stand here and watch you piss away every single
opportunity you've ever had to make this world a better place?
Clark: [to thief] Those don't belong to you. Hey!
Thief: Just stay away from me.
Clark: Why are you so afraid?
Thief: 'cause ... 'cause no one sees Ultra-Man and lives to tell about it.
Clark: Lionel turned me into a murderer.
Tess: Where are you, Clark? I thought I said I didn't want to be disturbed.
CL: It's adorable, seeing you at my desk like you own the place.
Tess: How can you be so flip when I've been looking for you all night long?
CL: I like making you wait. [Tess notices Clark Luthor’s scar] It still bothers
you, doesn't it? There's no take-backs when it comes to gold-K. Lex sure knew
how to leave an impression, didn't he?
Tess: His ego certainly left something to be desired.
CL: I am shocked... As disinterested as you were in finding the mirror box that
you would bring us here. Hardly any trace of Lionel at all. It's refreshing,
actually... being out from under our father's shadow.
Tess: Lionel Luthor's been dead for years. Lex killed him.
CL: I guess Lex did something right in this place. I got to tell you, sis ...
this alternate earth ... it's a blast. Doesn't feel right, though. Not having
blood on my hands before lunch.
Tess: Well, that's the great thing about us being on our own now ... is that you
can have lunch whenever you want.
CL: And what if I was hungry now?
Tess: I'm watched constantly here.
CL: Where's the box, Tess?
CL: We destroy the box, we destroy any chance of being sent back there. And
nothing can stop us.
Tess: Why don't you wait at the mansion? I'll... And I'll grab the box and we
CL: This world won't know what hit it.
Lois: Oh, no. You are not gonna ruin this gal's afternoon off. Just a regular
black coffee, please?
Coffee vender: Hmm.
Lois: Don't quit your day job.
Coffe vender: And leave all this? [swipes Lois’ card] Insufficient funds.
Lois: Like hell. I-I just got paid. Try again. Fine, then I will just ...
Coffee vender: Seriously.
Other customer: Are you Lois Lane?
Lois: Uh, who wants to know?
Other customer: Whoever's on the other side of my cell.
Lois: Oh. Hello?
Tess: If I'm calling you, Lane, it's for a reason.
Lois: Tess? How are you doing this?
Tess: Look to your left. Your other left.
Watchtower is everywhere. Now, get up here. We have a problem.
Other customer: Nice to meet you, Lois.
Lois: Tess Mercer, if your little stunt ruined my credit ... Wow.
Tess: All this for a primitive busy signal. Damn it.
Lois: Okay, I'm not really sure what you're doing, but I'm perfectly willing to
run around and frown at technology if it'll lend a hand.
Tess: Considering that I can't successfully round up the troops, I just assumed
that Watchtower was the safest place in the city.
Lois: For who?
Tess: For you.
Lois: From who?
Tess: From Clark.
Lois: Wait. My Clark?
Tess: Not exactly. And it's only a matter of time before he realizes that I'm
not his Tess. He found us.
Clark: Get up, Tess. Get up!
Lois: Clark. Clark, if this is some kind of red-K episode, we can work this out.
Tess: Leave her alone.
CL: I wouldn't worry about Lane, sis. It's remarkable what you can hear when you
stop to listen.
Tess: You can't stay here.
CL: I can do whatever I want. I'm not going back to Lionel's world. Cause that's
exactly what it is ... Lionel's. This world will be mine. Give me the box.
Tess: And if I don’t?
CL: I’ll kill you.
Lionel: My prodigal daughter. You've returned.
Tess: It's too much to drop in on dear old dad from time to time?
Lionel: When you've turned your back on both your father and your fortune, yes,
Tess: If you saw my back, it's only because you kicked me out the door.
Lionel: Research? Does this have anything to do with that ill-conceived coup you
have been planning?
Tess: I have no idea ...
Lionel: Don't lie, Tess. You're no good at it. You never were. Ah. Little Greek
tragedy you've been trying to drag your brother into. Oh, yes, I know all about
Tess: I love him like you never will.
Lionel: Of course you love him. That's no mystery. Clark is a God among men.
Though how he could love you, a consummate disappointment, is beyond me. You're
nothing but trouble, Tess. You're corrupting him.
Tess: You take a good, long look in the mirror at the person who's responsible
for corrupting Clark.
Lionel: I have worked too long and too hard to let you, a little half-bred tramp
with a Magdalene complex, ruin everything. You just made this a lot easier.
Tess: Why couldn't you ever love me the way that you love Clark?
Lionel: Simply put, sweetheart, you're just not special enough.
Tess: I hope that your love is enough to save you when he stabs you in the back,
you son of a bitch.
Clark: Jor-El? I know you and I aren't on the best of terms right now, but ...
Lionel: I'd call that an understatement. Of course your progenitor would have
every right to hold a grudge, considering the extreme measures you and I took to
Clark: Lionel, what are you doing here?
Lionel: Surveying our progress. You remember
Lear, son? Shakespeare. King Lear. Wanted to abdicate, retire. Lear had three
children. He tells them he will divide his kingdom between them, giving the
largest portion to the one who loves him most. Two of the children declare their
lavish devotion. The youngest, his favorite, is blunt and plainspoken. Stop me
if you know where this is going.
Clark: Lear disowned the child who loved him all along.
Lionel: Big mistake. So, it's just you and your sister now. There's certainly no
getting Lex back. You saw to that.
Clark: I killed Lex. I'm sure you didn't come all the way up here to talk
Lionel: You're right. I bumped into your sister. She was looking for, uh... ah,
this. Very confusing, considering the effort that Luthorcorp put into scouring
the globe to find and destroy anything from Krypton.
Clark: I asked her to help me find it so I could destroy it. Just want to make
you proud, Dad.
Lionel: Thank you, son. About the box ... Queen has it. His family had
possession of it when Veritas was dissolved. Queen's no fool, Clark. I mean,
he's not gonna just hand it over to you.
Clark: Then I'll take it back.
Lionel: Good idea. My son. My son.
Lois: They're waiting for us.
Oliver: They're waiting for you. You look, um... you look beautiful.
Lois: It's not like the whole world hates you, Oliver.
Oliver: No. No, just the greater metropolitan area. Be nice to have a couple
people out there backing me up.
Lois: I'd like to think that I'm all the cavalry you'll ever need. Come on.
Oliver: Why me, Lois? Why me?
Lois: Because... you are a very... very good man.
Oliver: There's got to be somebody out there better than me, right?
Lois: Mnh-mnh. If he is, I've never found him.
Oliver: I really love you, you know. Lois? Lois, are you safe?
Clark: She will be on one condition. There's an antique, a mirror box, in your
possession. Your family stole it from the Luthors. And I want it back.
Oliver: I swear to God, if you so much as touch ... exchange ... 10 minutes.
Text the location. Hey. I'm sorry. This is something I had to do.
Lois: Stay away from me, Clark. Or Ultra-man or whoever you are. I know what
happens when someone sees your face. Help!
Clark: Lois, Lois, hey. Where I'm from, Lois Lane, you and I, we're allies. You
always have my back. How else would I know that you're brave and loyal and a
force of nature?
Lois: Anybody could have told you that about me.
Clark: Look, you misspell words, simple words, at an alarmingly frequent basis.
And you never admit when I'm right even when I call you on it. Why would I? And
you can always tell when I'm lying. You can see right through me, straight to my
soul... to my heart. Lois, there's got to be a part of you that knows that I'm
telling the truth.
Lois: Who are you?
Clark: My name is Clark Kent, and I promise, Lois, I will never let this happen
to us. I can't live in a world where you don't love me.
Oliver: So Clark Luthor is the mysterious Ultra-man of Metropolis. That name
sucks, by the way. Did it look good on paper?
Clark: Please, just give me the mirror box. I'll bring Lois back. I'll be out of
Oliver: I'll save you the trouble. My eyes in the sky already confirmed that
Lois is safe. But I don't know a thing about your box.
Clark: Then, why bring me here?
Oliver: Because I've been waiting years to get Ultra-Man face-to-face like this.
And now I get to kill two birds with one stone. Something wrong? Been hunting
Ultra-Man since he murdered the Swanns. That's how I found out what hurts you.
Clark: I need to get back to my earth. Everyone's in danger. Lionel's son, your
enemy ... he's there. And Lois isn't safe. None of you are.
Oliver: He's a maniac and he's delusional. Well, makes me feel better about
being the enemy of Smallville. Just your typical, multi-pronged social kamikaze.
I evict farmers from their land. And I mine that land for meteor rock. This ...
this right here is just the tip of the iceberg. Got a mousetrap set up for your
rat-ass in every major city.
Clark: I'm no threat to you.
Oliver: Really? Then, why Lois? She's the only one who knows my secret. She
believes in me. And you took her away from me.
Clark: You have to believe me.
Oliver: Let me tell you what I believe in. I believe. I believe in justice. This
whole thing is, uh... it's a shame, really. Everything that you can do... and
your powers... we could have made one hell of a team.
Clark: You're not a murderer.
Oliver: No. But you are.
[Lionel appears and knocks Oliver out]
Clark: You didn't have to hurt him to save me.
Lionel: What? Save you? So, uh, what was the plan, Clark? Murder your father,
then, with your whore sister, escape to another world?
Clark: You knew I was walking into a trap.
Lionel: I've kept constant watch on Oliver Queen's activities. You should have
known I'd do that.
Clark: And Oliver never had the mirror box, did he?
Lionel: You mean this? Your betrayal has been staring me in the face. But I
couldn't admit that I'd been so wrong about you. We are long, long overdue for a
Clark: I'm not your son.
Lionel: Well, you never were, were you? I made your Destiny ... your future, our
future ... my whole preoccupation. For God's sake, Clark, I let you kill Lex ...
your own brother... my son.
Clark: It wasn't me!
Lionel: I've been afraid of you, Clark ... of your power. You know, you may want
to use that, uh, box and escape from here, but the truth... is that I'm the one
that's been a prisoner all this time.
Clark: Let me use the mirror box. I'll go away. You'll never have to worry about
Lionel: Not worry about you? Ugh! That's all I've ever done ... worry about you!
I have sacrificed... everything for your sake. I failed you, Clark. Because no
true son of mine, no true Luthor would have let me live this long.
Clark: That’s not my choice.
Lionel: You're right. I made you this way. And because I have failed you, Clark.
It's got to be survival of the fittest! Whether you're on this earth or any
other... I am the most fit! I will be the survivor!
Clark: Hey. Thanks for the advice. Dad. Oliver.
Oliver: Yeah, I know. I know. You're the good one. Just go the hell home
already, will you?
Clark: Lionel's son will appear in my place. You need to activate the meteor
rock as soon as I leave.
Oliver: Why are you telling me all this?
Clark: You said that you wished we could save the world together. We do.
Oliver: Nighty night!
Clark: I'm me. Lois? Please. Tell them. I'm me.
Lois: Stop. Stop. Stop! It's him. It's you.
Lois: I swear, the number of times I've signed one of those. Lucky for us, The
Planet's got great coverage. Lucky for me, anyway. Bet your deductible is
through the roof.
Clark: Something like that.
Lois: What are these for?
Clark: Nothing says "sorry my doppelganger from a parallel earth tried to kill
you" like flowers.
Lois: I think there's a card for that now.
Clark: The store was out. I destroyed the mirror box. You won't ever have to
worry about seeing him again.
Lois: He wasn't you, Clark. I mean, not you you.
Clark: Well, I know the circumstances were different on that side, but it was
still me in that mirror. And the way you looked at me, Lois, with so much
hate... It was like you had already formed your opinion about Clark Luthor ...
for good reason. He was a monster. I was a monster.
Lois: Kind of makes you wonder how "Earth Two" Lois Lane managed to put up with
such a colossal tool.
Clark: Consider yourself universally consistent. Didn't cut him any slack. But I
do think she was about to give him another chance.
Lois: You don't have to worry about second chances with me. You're doing really
well with the first one.
Clark: "Luthor blood is poison." That's what I said before things got weird.
Tess: Who knew you had such a gift for understatement?
Clark: The heir that Lionel left that box to ... it's you.
Tess: Given all that the Luthors have done, is it any surprise that I didn't
feel like sharing with the rest of the class?
Clark: I'm guessing how I reacted is exactly why you didn't tell me everything.
Tess: Clark, you want to know the truly perverse part? I'm upset that he threw
me away. As grotesque and sordid a family tree as I've just inherited, I...
wasn't good enough. Okay. And you're lucky. The Kents found you.
Clark: But you weren't so unlucky. As screwed up as you think your life has
been, Lionel didn't raise you on this side. And what happened with... the other
Clark... is just proof that Lionel's blood doesn't corrupt. It's the man
himself. I was wrong.
Tess: The real reason that I hid Alexander... ...is because I didn't want anyone
to... take him away from me. I was afraid that he might be the closest thing to
family that I would ever know. But he fooled me. And he's just as smart as
Lex... if not smarter. When and if he's found, it'll be because he wants to be.
Clark: When Lex does show up, we'll face him together. You're not alone anymore.
Street vender: Uhh, don't I know you from somewhere?
Lionel: I don't think so. I'm from out of town. Unexpected visit. But I guess
I'm back in the nick of time. Wouldn't want to miss how it all turns out.
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