Lois: Sorry! I'm sorry. I was hung up on a phone call with the mayor, then
Tess pushed my deadline, but I know we said 8:00, so I'm ...
Clark: Right on time... for you.
Lois: Well, I bet even you couldn't run faster in these heels.
Clark: I wouldn't look nearly as good. What do you say we take your shoes and my
sport coat and go get a nice dinner?
Lois: Smallville, you're not wearing a sport coat. [Clark whooshes away to get
his sport coat] Show-off!
Clark: Listen, why don't we get something to eat at the new place?
Lois: You mean the place that requires reservations six months in advance?
That's a nice thought, Romeo, but we will never get a table.
Clark: We'll never know unless we ask, and I hope the answer is yes.
Lois: You know what? Even if we're lucky enough to snag a cancellation, with the
VRA's latest "no fun" policy, we'll have to leave before dessert.
Clark: Listen, we ... we can't let a citywide curfew prevent us from having fun
with the time we do have. I promise, even if I have to run to Madrid, I'll get
you churros and hot chocolate for dessert.
Lois: Why don't we just go home, skip right to the delicious doughnuts, and we
can pretend for one night that the world hasn't gone totally crazy?
Clark: The government has taken a tougher stance ever since they upgraded our
status from vigilante to terrorist.
Lois: The VRA's not just raining on the heroes' parade anymore. We are gonna
need an ark to survive this hate-filled flood. But unlike the rest of
Metropolis, I haven't forgotten who the real heroes are, and there is one in
particular that I would love to snuggle up with away from the searchlights.
Clark: Yeah, we should probably, uh, just go home. But wait a second. I think I
hear a situation that needs...saving. I'll be right back.
Lois: Did you save the day?
Clark: I don't know yet. Look up.
[white rose petals are falling from the sky]
Clark: You don't make it easy to ask a simple question. But that's what makes
you... you. The woman I want to spend my life with. The woman... that I love.
Lois Lane... will you marry me?
Lois: [smiles] Yes.
Lois: Hey, Ollie. It's Lois. I don't know if you've talked with Clark yet, but
we sort of have a big update. You'd actually be one of the first to know if
you'd pick up the phone, which... nobody is doing. Oh, hey. Gestapo's on the
other line. Got to go.
Security guard: Keys, coins, phone!
Lois: Oh. Oops! I forgot to give you this. I hope it doesn't set off any alarms.
Security guard: Next!
Lois: Really? Nothing?
[Lois gets a card from Chloe to congratulate her with her engagement]
Chloe: Dr. Livingston, I presume. What, the safari got sidetracked?
Lois: I haven't exactly left for Africa yet. Question,
Cuz. You and Oliver.
You're busy with work, and he's really busy with work, and then there's ...
well, all his other responsibilities.
Chloe: As a rich playboy?
Lois: Very time-consuming. So I'm guessing that between the two of you, things
must get... complicated?
Chloe: Lois, what exactly are we talking about?
Lois: Chloe, what really happened between Clark and Lana? She couldn't make the
sacrifices he needed. Could she?
Chloe: Let's just say Lana wasn't the one fated to be in Clark's life.
Lois: I don't know how you do it, Chlo. It's like you can see the future.
Cat: Honestly, I don't know why you people are grumbling. The security's for our
own good. Oh, my God. Lois Lane. Are you expecting?
Lois: Spread that rumor, and you can expect my fist in your face.
Catl: Oh... When I got engaged, I thought my "happily ever after" was all set.
But... every storybook romance doesn't have a fairy tale ending. So now I'm just
married to my work. Which is fine.
Lois: Listen, Cat.
Cat: But with the VRA cleaning up our streets, you don't have any "heroes" to
write about anymore. But that's okay, 'cause you can use the extra time to work
on your domestic side. Snickerdoodle?
Tess: Am I interrupting something?
Cat: Just a little girl talk with the future Mrs. Clark Kent.
Tess: Oh. Well, I hope that your new responsibilities at home don't interfere
with your ones here. Neither of which concern you. The VRA is not the only one
increasing security. I'm reprogramming Watchtower's retina scan tonight, and
you're up at 9:00. Don't be late.
Clark: Lois. Retina scan?
Lois: Yeah. 9:00. You know, she should be better at crossing her
T's, not her
Oliver: So, I think anyone who commits themselves to a lifetime of Lois deserves
all the moral support they can get. Seriously, there's nothing more that I would
like than to be courtside at the event of the decade. But now that the
government's confirmed that I blew up their facilities a couple weeks ago...
Clark: Well, not everyone believes their propaganda.
Oliver: Clark, come on. Now the whole world thinks I'm a terrorist. I mean,
that's not exactly something you want on your fortune 500 bio... or at your
Clark: Well, that's too bad 'cause I was just about to invite you to be my best
man. You're the guy who stands next to me on the worst days of my life. And I
want you there for the best one, too.
Oliver: Hey, I ... you kidding? Absolutely. Thank you.
Carter: All I can say is When it comes to planning the wedding, just nod. A lot.
Oliver: Well, you would know, right? I mean, you married Shayera, what, a
hundred times now?
Emil: Well, I've heard of relationships that withstand the test of time ...
that's remarkable. No, or not, I suppose... for you.
Courtney: That sounds like a proposal only Clark could pull off.
Clark: Soon to be. Hey. Hi.
Carter: Even though I married Shayera a hundred times, I had to lose her that
many, as well. Now, I know I don't usually get all warm and fuzzy, but... I am
sorry. About Chloe.
Oliver: You're not gonna hug me now, are you?
Carter: I'm just saying, I understand that it's at times like these, you miss
Oliver: Well, let's hope they never have to feel that kind of loss.
Carter: No relationship can avoid that possibility, but if I've learned anything
in the last, oh, 3,000 years, it's that fear should never decide love.
Oliver: Well said. All right. So, while there is... still plenty of champagne,
I'd like to propose a toast ... to the happy couple who has finally figured out
what we've all known for a very long time now. You two were destined to be
Woman: Help! Help!
[Oliver grabs attacker]
Man: Hey, that's Oliver Queen! The outlaw!
Oliver: Hold on a second here. I'm not the bad guy.
Attacker: He's lying. He came at me out of nowhere.
Man: That's not how it works in our city. Not anymore!
Courtney: Back off! We’ve got to get out of here.
[Courtney uses the Cosmic rod to make them disappear in a flash of light]
Lois: Watching the sun rise from The Daily Planet globe ... talk about making a
girl feel on top of the world.
Clark: Just because our party was over didn't mean our night had to be.
Lois: Hey, did you realize that was the first party where we didn't have to hide
anything from anyone?
Clark: I wish that us being married meant we could always be that open.
Lois: Part of a superhero marriage is having two lives. I signed up for that
when I said yes. Which is why I'm fine if sometimes our relationship has to take
a backseat to your responsibilities.
Clark: Lois, those responsibilities controlled my life way too long. And I ...
we... can handle both as long as we stay together. And I promise we will.
Lois: Well, then nothing can stop Mr. and Mrs. Kent. "Lane." "Kent-Lane." I
don't know. We'll figure it out. Hey, I signed up for a double life. You signed
up for news with ice cream. I'm a journalism junkie. What are you gonna do?
Clark: Get my own spoon.
[Lois turns on television]
Reporter: Those on the scene say the fight broke out after Queen tackled an
innocent man to the ground. According to witnesses Queen was only deterred from
further assault when citizens came to the unidentified man’s aid.
Lois: Oh, my God. Clark.
Reporter: Witnesses claim Oliver Queen and other vigilantes led an unprovoked
attack against people attempting a citizens' arrest. Queen's disappearance has
sparked a citywide manhunt. A spokeswoman for the VRA …
Lois: Guess the honeymoon's officially over. Go.
Cat: We should have run that photo. And we would have if you hadn't have played
judge, jury, and executioner with my article.
Tess: Not "executioner." "Editor." Your facts weren't verified, and your writing
Cat: And you're losing subscriptions while The Daily Star sells out! Face it,
Tess ... if you don't get with the majority agenda soon, someone's going to
Officer: Tess Mercer?
Officer: We need a few words.
Tess: Then I suggest you call my office and make an appointment.
First Officer: We've already cleared your schedule.
Second Officer: He's not here. Let's move!
Clark: You gonna stitch that up yourself or call Emil?
Oliver: You should see the other guys.
Clark: I did. On television. Why didn't you call me?
Oliver: It's ... it's my fault. I-I figured you could use some time alone with
Carter: I told the human speed bag you'd want to know he got his bell rung.
Courtney: Wait a minute. I thought you said that Slade died in the explosion.
Slade: [On television] Like so many of you, I am a victim of a vigilante attack.
And while I was lucky enough to survive the explosion caused by Oliver Queen, it
came at a cost. Too many civilians have been left feeling unsafe in their own
homes. Too many people have suffered while too few vigilantes have been brought
to justice. It's time these terrorists paid for their crimes.
Clark: It's time he paid for his.
Courtney: Yeah, well, there's only one problem. It's not just the government
against us now. The people have turned on us, too.
Dinah: With Slade alive, we can't exist. He knows too much about us.
Carter: So until Slade's been dealt with, it's got to be radio silence between
Clark: We have to go underground. Our lives as we knew them are over. Courtney
Whitmore... studying abroad. Carter Hall, on sabbatical.
Carter: And Clark Kent?
Oliver: So now we're all card-carrying members of the fugitive club.
Clark: We have to protect the secrets we still have. So until it's safe... I'm
shutting down Watchtower.
Officer: What a beautiful ring. Congratulations.
Lois: Military's not big on accessories, huh?
Officer: Only if they're medals. But a brat like you should know that, Lois. Now
let's talk about the extraordinary man who won your heart.
Lois: Listen, you camo cop-out, my father is a four-star
Officer: Sam Lane's not the only General who can lead an army, Lois.
Lois: This is bad. Heightened-security, threat-level-red bad.
Emil: Lois, like I said, if you broke your phone during that interview, you
should just expense it.
Lois: Fine. I will.
Officer: Hope you got your stories straight.
Officer: An unusually erratic schedule. Surprisingly short hours. How is it that
you're afforded such enviable flexibility?
Emil: Well, I'm a very valued member of the staff, and my work's not confined to
the emergency room.
Officer: Or the hospital. So where else do you work?
Emil: Well, I'm sure that you've driven through some of our lower-income
neighborhoods... or been made aware of the number of households that lack
Officer: So are you trying to tell me that all those missing hours were spent at
free clinics helping the poor?
Emil: I made an oath to help those in need, no matter who they are.
Officer: Be they penniless or rich as Oliver Queen. According to numerous
financial records, you've been on his payroll for years.
Emil: If you're trying to imply that I'm involved with these terrorist
activities, because of Oliver Queen's funding...?
Officer: You're a man of science, Dr. Hamilton. You value truth, so I'm gonna be
truthful. Oliver Queen is relatively unimportant. The only assets of his that
we're interested in are his friends. What are their names? Their real ones.
Officer: You've certainly been making a name for yourself in the news world,
Lois: Well, women's lib got me pants and a fair wage. I figured I'd make the
most of it.
Officer: Well, I hope your fiancé is not the jealous type, considering your
close relationship with The Blur.
Lois: I wouldn't call the relationship between two people who never speak
"close." I'd call it nonexistent.
Officer: All those articles have your name in the byline. They're all about The
Blur. And they all have quotes. You want to revise your claim that you never
speak? Or maybe we should just consider all of that chat... "pillow talk." I
want The Blur, Lois. You're not leaving this room until I have Clark Kent.
Carter: So much for going off the grid.
Clark: Carter. What are you doing here?
Carter: Probably the same thing as you ... looking for answers. Besides, I've
adopted a rule over the centuries ... don't go underground until you're dead.
Clark: We may not have a choice unless I can fix this. I promised Lois she and I
would be together. But what if we can't? I mean, literally. If her only
relationship was with The Blur and not Clark Kent, I'm not sure what kind of
marriage that'll be.
Oliver: Wait a second. Don't tell me you're thinking about canceling the
wedding, because, I got to tell you, I just started working on the speech, and
It's looking good.
Carter: You're not supposed to be here.
Oliver: Well, you're not supposed to be here, either. All right? So I guess that
makes three of us. What are we doing? We're supposed to be heroes. We're
supposed to be setting an example for the kids. We can't even follow orders.
Even if we gave them. Anyway, listen. I was thinking about Slade and that mega
mark darkness thing?
Oliver: Oh, whatever. Anyway, the darkness has to be driving everything somehow.
Right? Because I've seen hatred before. And I've never seen anything like this.
Carter: Well, live long enough, and you will. I've seen this level of hatred
before. Humanity's darkest hours. The Spanish Inquisition. The Third Reich.
Clark: You're saying the darkness has been here before.
Carter: Several times. Every time it looked like the world would be consumed by
hatred and darkness, another force arose, a much brighter one, to send the
Clark: And you had something to do with that? Well, this time it's us. And we
need to start by stopping Slade.
Carter: Well, that's easier said than done. Justice isn't only blind right now,
it's broken. There's no way the authorities will keep that dog in a cage.
Clark: Maybe they won't, but I might have a place to put them until we can make
things right. A place where he can't hurt anybody.
Lois: If you think you know The Blur and the other vigilantes, then why aren't
their faces all over the news?
Officer: A general's daughter, and she doesn't know the first thing about
strategy. Right now public opinion is in our favor, Lois.
Lois: Yes. But if you start targeting civilians, without proof, then you're not
gonna be seen as the good guys anymore. I think what the public needs is some
truth, front-page style.
Officer: If you don't cooperate, you won't have the chance to write that or any
other article ever again.
Tess: You couldn't stare at me in my office?
Officer: I realize this room's a little cozy.
Tess: You're trying to make me uncomfortable. Why don't we just cut to the
chase? Yes, I share a letterhead with Oliver Queen. No, I don't know where he
is. You see... I work, and he plays.
Officer: And once upon a time, he played with you. Former lovers ... now
business partners? I'm willing to bet you share more than a portfolio.
Tess: I'm so sorry to disappoint you, but for years, our conversations have been
limited to the matters that affect our investors.
Officer: You're a good liar, but I've been watching. And I've issued enough "no
comments" to know when one really means... "I'm not telling." So, where are the
Lois: Come on, Tess. Have something useful. An untapped phone... some kind of
ninja smoke bomb? Wait. [opens secret door] I have got to get the name of her
custom closet guy. It's just a slide. You love slides, Lois. I hate slides.
Cat: Lois? I thought you were still ...
Lois: … being questioned by Trotter and her goose-stepping goons? Nope. Cleared
of all charges. So I thought I'd get back to work, cause you know Tess and her
“inquisition is no reason to give up on a deadline" rule.
Cat: That's not in the employee handbook. And I've read it cover to cover. You
Lois: And you totally ratted us out to Trotter, didn't you?
Cat: That's what I call doing my civic duty. Just like marching you back to the
authorities will be.
Lois: No, you are not. I need to find Tess and Emil, and then I need to get out
of here. Please, Cat. We have to put this fire out, not fuel it. The people that
the government is targeting ... they are not villains. They are honest-to-God
heroes, and they're putting their lives on the line to protect us. Look, I know
I don't say this ever, but you are a good reporter, and that means that your
instincts are solid, so ...
Cat: My instincts are telling me to turn you in!
Lois: No, Cat, this isn't about me, or even you. Think about your son. What kind
of hero do you want him to believe in? The kind that destroys others in the name
of good or the kind that saves them and lives up to the name?
Cat: You're asking me to change everything I believe about the world?
Lois: Or rethink who you call a hero. What if I told you that The Blur has saved
you at least twice without you even knowing it? I know you love your son. And
the only reason that he still has a mother is because a man she says is a bad
guy actually saved her life.
Officer: Lois Lane. Have you seen her?
Cat: No... Sergeant Garcia, but if I do, I'll let you know right away.
Lois: Thank you for that.
Cat: Wait. Maybe everything's not as black and white as I thought. I overheard
Trotter... say Slade's found a new way to take care of the vigil- ... the
heroes. And now that Oliver Queen's been found guilty of terrorism...
Lois: … they're gonna use him to track down the others. Who knows what they'll
find if they dig even deeper?
Oliver: Well, I'll tell you what. If you're gonna make your move, Clark, you
might want to make it quick, because Slade already has.
Carter: "Operation Icarus"?
Oliver: The Icarus myth is about fallen heroes who reached too far. It's the
only file here flagged for encryption.
Carter: It's a blacklist... of known suspected vigilantes and vigilante
supporters to be brought in for questioning.
Oliver: Tess, Lois, and Emil... are Slade's top draft choices for this season of
interrogation. They're uploading video files every two hours. Clark, you're not
gonna like the latest ones. Come here.
Clark: It's The Daily Planet. They're using our own security systems against us.
Carter: I miss my typewriter.
Oliver: You miss the telegraph. Just...Get away, eight-track.
Carter: Okay, if Slade got clearance to access The Daily Planet cameras, he's
probably using other cameras across the city.
Oliver: Look at this. Try all the cameras across the city. Big Brother Slade's
hitting a little too close to home for me. That's my office.
Trotter: Shepard, why don't I see Lane back in your custody?
Shepard: Ma'am, we're still searching the building and the surrounding areas.
Trotter: Take them to the secure location.
Shepard: Yes, ma'am.
Tess: Don't want to parade us through the lobby, or does kidnapping make for bad
Shepard: Shut up!
Clark: Where's Lois? Where is she?
Lois: Oh, my God.
Slade: See, when you do the final on a building, you never know what you're
gonna find. Lois Lane. Where's Clark Kent?
Lois: I don't know. Besides, you're way off target if you think he's ...
Slade: Try again.
Lois: G.I. Joe, when are you going to accept that you can't beat the real
American heroes? Last time you tried, you went down with the ship!
Slade: I failed to take out my target. Luckily, fate and Uncle Sam's advanced
military tech gave me a second chance to do it. Family takes care of itself.
Lois: And for better or for worse, I am standing by The Blur.
Slade: But he's not here to stand between you and a bullet.
Lois: No. No, wait. You win.
Slade: That's my girl.
Lois: I'm not your girl. I'm his.
Slade: Wrong answer.
[Carter jumps through the glass and attacks Slade.]
Slade: I was wondering how long you'd hide and let your friends take the fall.
Clark: I heard the explosion. You were in it. How did you ...
Slade: Survive? Let's just say the reaper can swing his sickle at me, but I'm
beyond death's stroke now.
Clark: Where's Lois?
Slade: Your problem is you think other people define your life, but the truth is
they just get in the way.
Clark: You don't believe that. I know you had a family before.
Slade: A soldier can fight for others, but he cannot afford to love them. You
and I don't need to fight, Clark. Let them go. Come and join me. We can put all
this to an end.
Slade: You know, when I named this operation "Icarus," it was because I believed
that your fall would ultimately come from your faith in your own invincibility.
But then... to actually see a man with burning wings... plummet from the sky...
God... I do enjoy the irony.
Clark: What did you do?! Where are they?
Clark: You're lying.
Slade: You know I'm not, because a true soldier does whatever it takes to finish
Clark: Then consider this finished.
[Clark uses the crystal to send Slade to the Phantom Zone]
Carter: Good. You're here. I have something for you.
Clark: Lois. What happened? You okay?
Lois: He saved me ... He saved... I'll get you help, okay?
Carter: No. It's too late. Hey. I'm a pro at dying, remember?
Clark: I should have been there, Carter. I'm sorry.
Carter: It can't always be you, Clark. This is all of our fight. Listen. Listen!
This is what we do. And my passing means... I'll be with Shayera again.
Clark: I owe you so much. I don't know how to begin to thank you.
Carter: You just did. You hold on to her. Because there has to be a balance,
Clark. We can't do what we have to do if there's an emptiness in our hearts.
Clark: I will. I promise.
Carter: Oh, I am sorry I won't be there to help you fight the darkness. But you
have all the help you need.
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