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First aired November
Doctor: Lets have a look. You're a new man.
Edge: Like looking at a stranger.
Doctor: Wasn't that the idea?
Edge: Throat hurts.
Doctor: You'll feel better when the swelling in your vocal cords goes
Lex: Personally, I think society places too much emphasis on looks.
Should be the character of a man that counts. Don't you agree, Mr. Edge?
Edge: I think you have me confused with someone else.
Lex: You can change your face, your hair, your voice... but not
your DNA. You still sweat the same.
Lex: I don't walk out of here in 5 minutes, my people have orders to send
the police. And inform my father that... you didn't die on the docks
that day. Maybe he'll send somebody to finish the job.
Edge: What do you want?
Lex: When you and my father were teenagers, you conspired to kill
Lex: ...and split the insurance money.
Edge: Are you on something Lex? Because frankly, you sound delusional.
Lex: No, I've got evidence. But I need hard proof to bring down my
Lex: You tell the whole story, he goes to prison. And maybe you can
get a new life to go along with the face.
Edge: I blow up the building. Lionel gets rid of his bastard father
and his gin soaked mother. The slumlord splits the insurance payment with
us. Lionel uses his cut for his first start-up, and the rest is history.
Darius: Sorry for the interruption, sir, but your father called again.
Now, I did what you asked. I told him you weren't here.
Lex: You look worried, Darius. Relax. Darius!
Lex: Are you alone?
Clark: Yeah. What happened to you?
Lex: Someone tried to kill me last night.
Clark: We need to get you to the hospital. Call the police.
Lex: No, no hospitals. No police. These people are professionals. They
killed my security guard, Darius. They tried to finish me off too. I
just need time to think....
Clark: Who would want to kill you?
Lex: The less you know, the better.
Clark: Lex, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on!
Lex: It was probably my father.
Clark: Look, I know you guys have had your problems, but you really
think he'd try to kill you?
Lex: It was either him or Morgan Edge.
Clark: Morgan Edge. Isn't he the crime boss I read was
killed in a shootout a few months ago?
Lex: He survived... Went underground, got some hack plastic surgeon to
change his appearance.
Clark: But what does he have against you?
Lex: I have evidence linking him and my father to a crime that can get
them both the death penalty. That evidence was supposed to be delivered to
the US Attorney this morning.
Jonathan: Clark? Is that you?
Lex: But it's in my safe, Clark. And I can't go back there.
Jonathan: Clark? I thought I heard somebody up here. Listen,
since you're up with the cows anyway, why don't you come down and give me a
hand with the milking.
Clark: Sorry Dad. I've got some last minute cramming to do.
Jonathan: All right. But I expect you to get an A.
Clark: Yes sir.
Clark: All right. I'll go get what's in your safe.
Lex: No, no, it's too dangerous, Clark. The people in the mansion
could be in on this.
Clark: No, if anyone asks, I'll just play dumb. Tell them I was there to
meet you. Tell me exactly what happened.
Bodyguard: Mr. Kent. Can I help you?
Clark: I'm here to see Lex.
Bodyguard: Most of the household is still asleep.
Clark: Is Darius on duty?
Bodyguard: He had the night off.
Clark: You got stuck with the graveyard shift? What a bummer.
Clark: Anything unusual happen?
Bodyguard: Not until you arrived.
Clark: Right, well I know how to take a hint, so um... Tell
Darius I was asking for him.
Clark: I'm telling ya Lex, it was like the Twilight Zone. There was
Lex: I didn't imagine getting shot at, Clark. They must have had cleaners
there to cover their tracks.
Clark: Yeah, well, they missed a spot. I found this in the hallway.
I called Darius's house to see if anyone knew he was missing. But according
to his answering machine, his wife and his kids are off visiting their
Lex: Darius is probably at the bottom of Crater Lake by now.
Clark: Maybe we should call that US Attorney.
Lex: And tell him what? He was nervous about going after someone as
powerful as Lionel Luthor to begin with. I don't think he'll be issuing
warrants based on a shard of glass.
Clark: Is there *anyone* who can corroborate *any* part of your story?
Chloe: Well, is Lex all right?
Clark: He's freaked out... pretty shaken up, but he's alive. How'd you
get mixed up in this.
Chloe: Uh, I was just researching Lionel Luthor for a story. I found out
that he ran with a pretty tough crowd as a kid.
Clark: Morgan Edge?
Chloe: Yeah. I thought Lex would be interested, but I had *no* idea he
would develop this theory that Edge and Lionel murdered his grandparents.
Clark: Chloe, these people are dangerous. They could come after you
too. Lex and I both agree that you should stay out of sight until this is
Chloe: No, nobody who knows anything about this is safe, not until
whoever is responsible is exposed!
Clark: Well, I'm not going to leave you alone. Grab your laptop and
Lionel: Hello Clark. Miss Sullivan, isn't it?
Jonathan: Clark, Mr. Luthor has something he'd like to talk to you about.
Martha: I'm afraid it's serious.
Lionel: Have you seen Lex, Clark?
Clark: Not for a few days.
Lionel: Lex is missing. It's important that I find him.
Clark: Mr. Luthor, I know Lex pretty well, and if he wanted you to know
where he was, you probably would.
Lionel: Lex is seriously ill. He needs help.
Clark: What do you mean, ill?
Lionel: There's a psychotic break. Lex has had a psychotic break..
Clark: That can't be right.
Lionel: It happened while he was on that island. I thought he'd beaten
it, but, um... he's had a relapse. He is suffering from paranoid delusions.
He's hearing voices. He sees things that aren't there. I want my son.
I want him back... the way he used to be. If you hear from him Clark, you
have to help me. We have to get him the care he needs.
Lex: Hush little baby... don't say a word... I'm gonna buy you a
mockingbird... and if that mocking bird don't sing... I'm gonna buy you a
diamond ring... If that diamond ring turns brass... I'm gonna buy you...
Clark: Lex, what are you doing down here?
Lex: I had to get the baby. He was crying. My father woke him.
Clark: The baby? What baby?
Lex: My little brother Julian.
Lex: Shhh... shhh. He's asleep. ...And if that diamond ring
turns brass.... .I'm gonna buy you a looking glass... And if that
looking glass gets broke.... I'm gonna buy you a little toy boat...
Shh. Shh. No, no.
Martha: And the baby was a figment of Lex's imagination?
Clark: He did have a little brother named Julian. He died as an infant
when Lex was still a kid.
Martha: Oh, that must have been traumatic for him.
Clark: Anyway, Chloe's with him now, and... he seems perfectly fine. I
don't get it. One second, he thinks he's holding a baby, and the next he's
making complete sense.
Jonathan: Clark, what I don't understand is how you could hide him
in our barn without telling us!
Clark: Dad, he was scared. And he thinks Lionel is trying to kill him.
Clark: He said Morgan Edge is still alive.
Jonathan: Morgan Edge?
Clark: He's involved.
Jonathan: Morgan Edge knows all about your abilities. He knows that
kryptonite can kill you. How could you not tell us that?!
Clark: There's more.
Clark: He said Morgan Edge has had plastic surgery. Even if he showed up,
we wouldn't know it was him.
Jonathan: So Morgan Edge is alive, and he's had plastic surgery.
Clark, don't you think that that sounds like another one of Lex's delusions?
Martha: I know how hard it is for you to see Lex in this condition,
but he needs psychiatric care.
Lex: You think you know people, and, uh, you realize it's all just
Martha: Lex, you know we only want what's best for you.
Lex: Save the cloying maternal posturing for your own son, Mrs.
Kent. I heard you all talking. Little Kent cabal... Such a
selective group, aren't you? And so secretive. Plotting to pack me off to
the loony bin.
Chloe: I tried to stop him. I'm sorry.
Lex: You're all watching me now?
Clark: Lex! Where are you going?
Lex: To find Morgan Edge and prove I'm not crazy.
Lex: You're either with me or against me Clark. Choose right now.
Lex: Maybe you should wait in the car.
Clark: No. Lex, I've got your back. That's why I'm here.
Clark: Lex, maybe this is the wrong place.
Lex: No. No, this was the place. No, Edge was *here*.
Clark: That was only yesterday. And these people look like they've been
here a while.
Lex: Don't you see? It's part of the cover-up, Clark. No, it
wouldn't be that hard. Bring in a few machines, some immigrant
Clark: If you just want to disappear, Lex, why go through all the
Lex: I don't know, Clark!
Clark: Lex... you gotta ask yourself... is there any possibility you
might be imagining all this?
Lex: Where's Morgan Edge? Where's Edge? Tell me where he is,
or I'm going to stitch this seam right through your hand!
Clark: Lex, he doesn't understand a word you're saying!
Clark: Come on, let's go.
Lex: All right Clark, you win. But I'm not imagining this, am
Clark: Let's go.
Lex: Huh? Am I imagining this?!
Clark: Come on.
Lex: There's gotta be more evidence.
Clark: Maybe we should call the sheriff. Get her to bring in a forensics
team. What do you want to do, Lex?
Darius: Mr. Luthor.
Lex: Darius. You're alive.
Darius: We were worried about you, sir.
Lex: You're in on this, aren't you?
Darius: In on what, sir?
Clark: Lex... Come on, Lex...
Dr. Foster: Lex.
Dr. Foster: Thank God. We were looking everywhere for you.
Lex: Did you call her?!
Clark: I don't even know who she is.
Lex: She's my psychiatrist. Don't you think it's a little
convenient she just happens to be here.
Dr. Foster: Security called me, Lex. You need to come with me.
Lex: No. No, I'm not going anywhere. Somebody tried to kill me last
night. I jumped through a window! Look, I have proof.
Dr. Foster: The window was broken.
Dr. Foster: You got angry during our last session and you threw
this vase through the hall window.
Lex: No. No.
Dr. Foster: I'm going to give you something.
Lex: What is this? Huh? Some kind of hallucinogen?
Dr. Foster: It's a sedative.
Lex: No. No, you're working for my father. Drugging me to
make me crazy!
Dr. Foster: We need to get you to a hospital.
Darius: All right, Mr. Luthor. Everything's going to be fine. It's
going to be all right.
Lex: Get on the ground! Both of you, on the ground! Get on
Clark: Lex! What are you doing?
Lex: Get down there!
Clark: Lex, give me the gun. Come on.
Lex: No, Clark, if they take me to the hospital, I'm either going
to end up dead or drooling in a padded cell for the rest of my life!
Clark: Why would they want to do that?
Lex: It's the perfect plan, Clark! As long as the world thinks I'm
crazy, no one will believe what I found out about my father and Morgan Edge!
Think about it, Clark.
Dr. Foster: Young man, your friend is very sick. These conspiracy
theories are a symptom of his condition.
Lex: Shut up! Maybe I am crazy, Clark. I honestly don't know
anymore. But what if I'm right about all this? Are you really just
going to let them put me away?
Lana: Hello? Are you here?
Clark: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
Lana: I got your message. I brought the food. Now tell me what I'm doing
here in the middle of the night? Lex. What's wrong?
Clark: There's a possibility he's being drugged. People are after him, I
couldn't bring him to the farm, and I knew you knew this place.
Lana: Why didn't you tell me about this?
Clark: Because if Lex is right, everyone who's involved is in danger. And
I promised myself I would never put you in that position again.
Lana: What exactly are we mixed up in?
Clark: I wish I knew. I need you to stay with him.
Lana: Where are you going?
Clark: I've got to get some evidence to Chloe that may prove that he's
being drugged. She couldn't come here because we think she's being watched.
Lex: Don't worry Lana. I'll tell you everything.
Clark: Be careful. He's not himself.
Clark: Thanks for meeting me all the way out here.
Chloe: Of course.
Clark: Look, I need you to find out if this can make someone hallucinate.
Chloe: OK, I'll get it to my source at the pharmacology lab.
Clark: Also, I need to check out a Dr. Claire Foster and the two security
guards. If there's a conspiracy, they're probably in on it.
Chloe: Clark, I dug up some of Lex's medical records. Apparently
this isn't the first time he's... had this kind of problem.
Clark: What are you talking about?
Chloe: Well, after his brother died, Lex went right back to boarding
school. And soon after that, he started exhibiting some... pretty bizzarro
Clark: What do you mean, "bizzarro"?
Chloe: His house-master found him sitting in the bell tower in the
middle of the night, singing a lullaby to a wrapped up blanket. You
know, I want to believe that this is a conspiracy just as much as you do,
believe me, but I think we need to start preparing ourselves for the
possibility that Lex really is losing his mind.
Lex: Thank you for coming, Lana.
Lana: I'm just glad you're letting me help.
Lex: What is this?
Lana: It's chamomile. It'll help you relax.
Lana: Lex, what's wrong?
Lex: You're trying to drug me!
Lana: I would never do that!
Lex: I shouldn't have trusted you!
Lana: Lex, wait!
Lex: Keep away from me!
Driver: What's the trouble, mister?
Lionel: You know, I was never quite sure which of them was more out of
touch with reality--Don Quixote, jousting with imaginary enemies, or his
loyal lackey Sancho Panza, indulging his master's fantasies in spite of the
danger to everyone else. Wait a minute. Where are you going?
Clark: I'm going to find Lex. If I were you, I'd be careful.
Lex is convinced that you're responsible for everything that has been
happening to him.
Lionel: Well, I'm touched by your concern, but you and I both know
which of us is to blame.
Clark: Mr. Luthor, I don't think--
Lionel: No, no! I don't want to hear it. If you had listened to me,
Lex would already be getting the help he needs, and Miss Lang wouldn't be
here fighting for her life!
Chloe: Clark? Are you OK?
Lionel: But don't worry about me, Clark. My security personnel are
well-equipped to protect me and to, um, find my son. Now, I
strongly suggest the two of you go home before you do any more damage. Miss
Chloe: The drug analysis came back. It was just a common
Clark: Lionel's right, Chloe. I really screwed up.
Chloe: Maybe not. There are a lot of drugs that could make Lex see
pink elephants. Now, the question is, how did it get into his system.
Clark: The mansion. Everything is brought to him there--the food,
Chloe: So for all we know, they could have been dosing him for weeks.
Clark: How'd you do it?
Darius: Do what?
Clark: Get the drugs into Lex's system.
Darius: You know, I don't appreciate some farm boy coming in here
and accusing me of a felony.
Clark: Don't underestimate farm boys. Baling all that hay can make you
Darius: Come on man, you're going to break my arm!
Clark: Not if you tell me who drugged Lex.
Darius: It was the scotch.
Clark: Tell me who you're working for!
Darius: I don't know who they are, all right? All I have is a cell phone
Clark: Then call it. Tell whoever answers to be at the Smallville
Stables by noon with a bag full of Benjamins or I go to the cops.
Darius: Wha... kid, you're crazy! These people are not going to pay
you off. They're going to kill you!
Clark: I'll take my chances.
Lionel: Thank you, Mike. Lex. How did you get in here, Lex?
Lex: Well, uh, when people think you're insane and you're holding a
rifle to their head, they, uh, tend to do what you ask.
Lionel: Put the guns down, all right. Sit down. Let's talk.
Lex: Sure, Dad. We'll have a nice father-son chat.
Lionel: All right, sit down.
Lex: About, uh, how you and Morgan Edge killed my grandparents,
and, uh, how you're drugging me to make the world think I'm crazy. And
hey, why not do the whole thing on Oprah, you know? Spill our dysfunctional
guts on national TV like regular families do.
Lionel: All right, Lex, I understand why you're angry. I found out
the same thing as you. The slum lord that owned my parents' tenement hired
Edge to blow it up for the insurance money.
Lex: Just like you planned it.
Lionel: No. Lex, no. Lex, no, they were my parents! No matter how
badly they treated me, I would never hurt them. And I know deep down, you
don't want to hurt me.
Lex: You know what disappoints me, Dad?
Lionel: All right, tell me.
Lex: You hired pros to kill me. You always taught me, if you want
something done right, son, do it yourself!
Lionel: Lex, the person responsible for this is Morgan Edge. I know
where he is....
Lionel: Believe me. We can get justice. Lex. Lex! Listen to me.
Lex: Shh! You'll wake the baby.
Lionel: It's Julian. Are you seeing Julian again?
Lex: You know I can't take it when he cries, Dad.
Lionel: No. Julian isn't here, Lex. He's dead.
Lionel: No, Lex, you can't blame yourself for the baby's death.
Lex: Shut up!!
Lionel: I know. You didn't mean to hurt him. I know that.
Lex: Shut up!!!
Lionel: Lex. It was an accident, Lex.
Lex: Tell me where Morgan Edge is, now!!
Lionel: All right.
Lionel: All right. All right. You have to be careful. Lex,
please... be careful, please Lex. I can't bear to lose another child.
Clark: Hello? Tell me where to find the guy you're working for, or
I keep squeezing.
Edge: Check it out. Jameson?
Lex: I gave you a chance, Edge, but you really screwed it up. Now,
drop the gun.
Edge: Your father's the one who screwed up.
Edge: If we'd done it my way, you'd be dead by now.
Lex: What are you talking about?
Edge: You really believe you could have escaped if I wanted to kill you?
It was your father's idea to make you look crazy instead.
Lex: You're lying!
Edge: It's true, Lex. Lionel's gone soft in his old age. He was
willing to lose his parents, but he said he couldn't bear to lose another
child. Neck still bothering you? Muscle aches, sleeplessness? All
common side effects of the drugs.
Lex: I knew I wasn't crazy. Tell me how you did it!
Edge: Lionel thought of everything. First the dope. And getting the
window fixed, and setting up the sweatshop... all little details to push you
over the edge.
Lex: How do I know it wasn't all you?
Edge: Well take a look around you. You think I'd be in digs like
this if I hadn't cut a deal with your old man? You got to admit, it's an
elegant plan, just like when he was a kid. Either you crack so
completely that you can't form a coherent sentence or anything you say
sounds like the ravings of a madman. But he doesn't have to win, Lex.
We can bring him down... together.
Lex: Maybe I'll just kill both of you.
Edge: Hi, Kal. I had a feeling we'd see each other again. That's
why I've been carrying these around.
Lex: You know each other?
Edge: We go way back.
Lex: You're in on this too, Clark? You're in on this too?
Clark: No, Lex. It's not what you think.
Clark: Thank you.
Lex: Don't thank me, Clark.
Lex: You're part of this. I have to kill you too. You think
you can just slither away from me, Clark?
Clark: Lex... I'm your friend. I would never do anything to hurt
Lex: What'd you do--did you betray Edge too? Is that why he
beat you to a pulp? Tell me Clark! What's the price of a Judas kiss
Lex: I was right about you all along, Clark. You're not even human.
That car hit him at 80 miles an hour. And he tossed it like a toy. Did
you see him?
Dr. Foster: See who?
Lex: No, no no... He was right there. He was right
there, I swear!
Dr. Foster: It's all right, Lex. We're going to get you the help you
Lex: No. No! He was right there! Look at the car! Look at him!
Clark!! He was right there. CLARK!!
Lana: How's Lex?
Clark: Lex isn't doing so good.
Lana: I'm sorry. I know how much you wanted to help him.
Clark: Um, the doctors say that you're doing better.
Lana: I almost died, Clark.
Clark: I know.
Lana: I always thought you were being paranoid.
Clark: About what?
Lana: That being around you is too dangerous. But it's true.
Lana: It's OK, Clark. I know. You're really looking out for me. But
you're right... I think I have to stay away from you.
Lionel: Dr. Foster.
Dr. Foster: Good evening, Mr. Luthor.
Lionel: Why do these institutions always... stink of ammonia?
Dr. Foster: Well, now that he's here, I can control his meds much
more tightly. By the time he finishes his treatment, he won't have any
short-term memory left. Wasn't that exactly what you wanted?
Lionel: Never believe for a second, Doctor, that this is what
I wanted. I love my son more than life itself. But he leaves me no other
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