Previously on "Smallville"...

Jonathan: Sweetheart, we can't keep him. What are we gonna tell people -- we found him out in a field?

Martha:  We didn't find him. He found us.

Clark:  What are you trying to tell me, Dad -- that I'm from another planet?

Pete:  Clark Kent can't get within 5 feet of Lana Lang without turning into a total freak show.

Jonathan: Who's the maniac that was driving that car?

Lex:  That would be me... Lex Luthor.

Clark:  I didn't dive in after Lex's car. It hit me at 60 miles an hour. Does that sound normal to you? I'd give anything to be normal.

Chloe:  I call it the wall of weird. It's every strange, bizarre, and unexplained event that's happened in Smallville since the meteor shower. That's when it all began -- when the town went schizo.

Whitney:  What's going on with you and Lana?   Congratulations, Clark. You're this year's scarecrow.

Lex:  Aw, jeez. Who did this to you?

Clark:  Doesn't matter.  Thanks for the dance, Lana.

Mrs. Arkin:  Is this what you do with your time now, Greg?

[ Lana laughs ]

Greg:  Where did you get those?

Mrs. Arkin:  Where do you think? In that hole you call a room.

Greg:  You had no right to go in there.

Mrs. Arkin:  You've got a lot of nerve talking to me about privacy. I am in the garden club with Lana's aunt. How am I going to face Nell, knowing that my own son is creeping around videotaping her niece? Is that where you were tonight?

Greg:  No. I was out collecting.

Mrs. Arkin:  Two disgusting habits.

Greg:  Insects aren't disgusting, Mom.

Mrs. Arkin:  Look what has become of you, Greg. This isn't you.

Greg:  People change.

Mrs. Arkin:  Really? Monday morning, I am phoning Claremont Military Academy.

Greg:  Yeah, right, Mom.

Mrs. Arkin:  No, Greg, I've had it with your behavior. This time, I'm making the call.

Greg:  Hey, who's going to take care of my bugs?!

[ Insects buzzing ]

[ Breathes heavily ]

Greg:  Don't worry, guys. I'm going to take you somewhere safe.

[ Tires screech ]

[ Tires screech ]

[ Insects buzzing ]

[ Buzzing ]

Greg:  No! No, don't do that! No! Aah! Aaaaah!

[ Insects buzzing ]

Greg:  No! No! No! No! No! Aaaaah! Aaaah! Aaaaah! Aaaaaaah!

[ Chirping ]

[ Knock on door ]

Mrs. Arkin:  Greg? Greg, where have you been?

[ Knock on door ]

Mrs. Arkin:  Greg!

THEME

Lana:  Come on, it's all your fault, Clark.

Martha: Clark! We're leaving for the farmers' market in 15 minutes, and you haven't done your chores yet.   That looks good.   I like that.   Oh, good, thank you.

Chloe:  All hail the homecoming king and queen.

Lana:  Clark. I didn't see you at the dance last night.

Clark:  Oh, I was... I was a little tied up.

Jonathan:  Hey, congratulations. That was one heck of a game. I haven't seen an offense that good since I played.

Whitney:  Thank you, Mr. Kent.

Clark:  I'm going to get the rest of the boxes out of the truck.

Whitney:  I'll help.

Jonathan:  Lana.

Lana:  Thank you. 

Whitney:  Kent, you realize last night was just a joke, right?  Hey. I need that necklace back.

Clark:  I don't have it.

Whitney:  Look, it's Lana's favorite, so...

Clark:  So then you better go out to that cornfield and find it.

Greg:  Beautiful, isn't it?

Lana:  Greg. I didn't recognize you without your glasses.

Greg:  Did you know the average butterfly only lives for eight hours?

Lana:  Live fast, die young.  They're the rock stars of the insect world.

Greg:  Hey, Lana, I was wondering if you could help me with my lit paper.

Lana:  Nathaniel West assignment giving you brain freeze?

Greg:  Yeah, it's kicking my ass.

Lana:  Sure, okay.

Greg:  Great. How about my house after school?

Lana:  Library might be easier.

Greg:  It's a date.

Whitney:  Lana, your aunt's looking for you. Hey, bug boy, do me a favor and quit tailing my girlfriend.

Greg:  You afraid of a little competition, Whitney?

Whitney:  We're not in competition, Greg, but if I find out you've been leaving butterflies in my girlfriend's bedroom, you'll know about it.

Greg:  Yeah, well, just remember -- sometimes you're the windshield... and sometimes you're the bug.

Lex:  Can't knock your taste in women.  You want to tell me what happened last night?

Clark:  It was just a stupid prank.

Lex:  You were tied to a stake in the middle of a field. Even the Romans saved that for special occasions. You could have died out there.

Clark:  I appreciate your help. I just want to forget it happened.

Jonathan:  Hey, Clark, what is the holdup, son?

Lex:  Mr. Kent, it's good to see you.

Jonathan:  Lex.  Come on. We got to finish up.

Clark:  Okay, dad.

Lex:  At least I got a handshake this time.

[ Apple falls ]

[ Rock music plays ]

[ Volume increases ]

[ Banging ]

[ Neck cracks ]

Martha:  Oh, my God. Jonathan! Clark!

[ Gasps ]

Jonathan:  Clark! Clark!

Martha:  Clark!

Jonathan:  Clark! Clark!

Martha:  Clark! Clark.

[ Hissing ]

[ Coughs ]

[ Mooing ]

Jonathan:  Whitney's going to be all right. He's got a couple of cuts and bruises, but nothing serious.

Clark:  Does he remember anything?

Jonathan:  No. Just that something smashed his truck, and he woke up in the ambulance.

Clark:  You need to talk to Mom. I think I really freaked her out this time.

Jonathan:  You also made her really proud, Clark.

Clark:  Dad, something else happened to me this morning. When I woke up, I was...kind of floating.

Jonathan:  Floating?

Clark:  As soon as I woke up, I crashed. I mean, dad, what's happening to me?

Jonathan:  I honestly don't know. As soon as you start breaking the law of gravity, we're definitely in uncharted territory.

Clark:  I just wish it would stop.

Jonathan:  Look, Clark, I'm your father. I'm supposed to have all the answers, and it kills me that I don't. But, look, you gotta have faith that we'll figure this thing out together.

Clark:  I do, but this is happening to me, and I'm scared.

Lex:  Your form's good, but his gait's off. You might want to check your shoes. Lex Luthor. I'm a friend of your aunt's.

Lana:   Sneaking up like that, you're lucky you didn't get kicked.

Lex:  You must be Lana. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.

Lana:  We've already met.

Lex:  I seriously doubt I'd forget meeting you.

Lana:  You were a little preoccupied at the time.

Lex:  I get the feeling I didn't make a great first impression.

Lana:  When I was 10, I went to Metropolis for a riding competition. Your father invited us to stay over. My aunt said you had an indoor pool. When I went to check it out, I found you and a girl skinny-dipping. I think you were teaching her the breast stroke.

Lex:  That was you? Wow. You're all grown up now.   Very impressive.

Lana:  It's tacky, but it makes my aunt happy.

Lex:  That's an unusual necklace.

Lana:  Thanks. It's very special to me.

Lex:  How come you're not wearing it?

Lana:  I lent it to my boyfriend.

Lex:  Lucky guy. What's his name?

Lana:  Whitney Fordman.

Lex:  The kid that Kent saved today? Just came back from seeing him. He's lucky Clark was there.

Lana:  I know the feeling.

Lex:  Kind of makes you wonder if you're with the right guy. One chucks footballs, the other helps save lives.

Lana:  For someone who just moved into town, you've got a lot of opinions.

Lex:  You just seem more interesting than that. While you're nursing your boyfriend back to health, ask him what he was doing before the big game.

Lana:  He was with me.

Lex:  Are you sure?  Tell your aunt I stopped by.

Mrs. Arkin:  Greg?! What's going on here? Greg? I have had -- what the hell has gotten into you?

Greg:  About 2 million years of intelligence and instinct.

Mrs. Arkin:  You stop this. Stop this right now.

Greg:  I can't. See, it's too late. Nature's already taken its course. First I'll eat... then I'll molt... and then I'll mate.

Mrs. Arkin:  You need help.

Greg:  Hey, Mom, did I ever tell you about the pharaoh spider? It's a fascinating creature. See, after it hatches... it kills its mother.

Mrs. Arkin:  Aah!

Lex:  Save any lives on your way over? You keep it up, and you can make a career out of it.

Clark:  I was just dropping off your produce. Sorry my parents gave you a hard time.

Lex:  Aw, if push came to shove, I would have arm-wrestled them for it.

Clark:  Planning an invasion?

Lex:  My father gave this to me when I was 9.

Clark:  Cool gift.

Lex:  Wasn't a gift. It was a strategy tool. My father equates business with war. Take the battle of troy. It started because two men were in love with the same woman -- kind of like you and the quarterback. That's why he strung you up in that field, isn't it?

Clark:  If we're at war, Whitney's pretty much won.

Lex:  You lost one battle, Clark. That's all. Besides, I don't believe Lana's as infatuated as you think.

Clark:  The guy's captain of the football team. The whole town treats him like a god. Game over.

Lex:  If you hadn't pulled him out of that truck, your problems would be solved. I'm kidding, of course. Don't worry, Clark. I've got your Trojan horse. Clark, you okay?

Clark:  Yeah, I'm fine. Uh, that's a cool box. What's it made of?

Lex:  Lead. My mother bought it in a Casbah in Morocco. A little guy told her it was made from the armor of St. George, the patron saint of boy scouts. She gave it to me before she died. I think she was trying to send me a message.

Clark:  I can't take that.

Lex:  What is it about Kents and gifts? It's yours. Hand it to Lana, tell her what happened. Trust me. Once she opens it, you'll win her heart. That necklace gives you the power, Clark. All you've got to do is use it.

[ Bell rings ]

Lana:  Where were you before the game on Saturday?

Whitney:  [ Sighs ] Can we talk about this later?

Lana:  It's a simple question, Whitney.

Whitney:  I was warming up.

Lana:  So you didn't grab Clark and hang him up in a field?

Whitney:  Lana, it was just a prank.

Lana:  Could I please have my necklace back?

Whitney:  I lost it.

Lana:  Were you planning on telling me, or was that a prank, too?

Greg:  Lana, hey. I thought you'd forgotten. I've been waiting for, like, an hour. You remember -- the English paper?

Lana:  Sorry, Greg. Something really important came up. Can we do it some other time?

Greg:  Hey. Are you blowing me off for your boyfriend?

Lana:  I'm not blowing you off. I need to see Clark.

Greg:  Kent? So you'd rather spend time with him? Is he more important than me?

Lana:  Greg, I can't talk about this right now. I have to go.

[ Bell rings ]

[ Cows mooing ]

Clark:  Lana.

Lana:  Your mom said I could wait up here. Hope you don't mind. This is an amazing place.

Clark:  My dad built it. Calls it my fortress of solitude.

Lana:  Didn't know you were into astronomy.

Clark:  Th-that's a hobby.

Lana:  Did you know you can see my house from here?

Clark:  No. Really?  You know, we've lived a mile apart our whole lives, and you've never come over.

Lana:  And you're wondering what I'm doing here now.

Clark:  Not that I don't enjoy the company, but, yes, I was.

Lana:  I found out about what Whitney did to you, the whole scarecrow thing, and I came to apologize.

Clark:  It's not your fault. Just forget about it.

Lana:  I can't. He had no right to do that to you, and -- and you turn around and save his life.

Clark:  I appreciate you coming over here, but you're not the one who should be apologizing.

Lana:  I didn't come here to defend him. I came here to see you.

Clark:  Who told you?

Lana:  Lex Luthor. Dropped some bread crumbs, and I followed the trail. I'm glad he did, Clark. He was just being a good friend. You're lucky. That's rare.

Clark:  Oh, Lex is definitely one of a kind. What are you gonna do?

Lana:  I'm not sure. I thought I knew Whitney. Now I wonder what else I've been blind to in my life. He even lost my favorite necklace.

Clark:  Can't you get it replaced?

Lana:  Sounds kind of weird, but it's made from a fragment of the meteor that killed my parents. Nell had it made, gave it to me the day she officially adopted me, told me that life is about change. Sometimes it's painful, sometimes it's beautiful, but most of the time it's both. I better go. I'm glad you're okay, Clark.

[ Animal howls ]

[ Cow moos ]

Clark:  Need a hand, Dad?

Jonathan:  That's the best idea I've heard all night.  Clark! Hey, Clark.  What happened? Are you all right?

Clark:  There's someone in the rafters.

[ Footsteps ]

Clark:  Dad!

[ Groans ]

Jonathan:  What in the hell just happened?

Jonathan:  I never saw anybody move like that.

Martha:  Did you get a look at his face?

Jonathan:  It came right off the ceiling at me. It was almost as if he --

Clark:  wasn't entirely human? I saw his face. I think it was Greg Arkin.

Martha:  That's a name I haven't heard in a long time. You and Pete used to hang out with him in grade school.

Jonathan:  Why would he want to hurt you?

Clark:  I don't know.

Martha:  Are you still friends?

Clark:  I pass him in the halls, but people change.

Martha:  I remember his mother used to keep him on a short leash, but I can't believe he'd hurt a fly.

Clark:  Maybe that's because he was too busy collecting them and every other bug he could get his hands on.

Clark:  Jonathan:  Clark, kids just don't leap off the ceiling and attack people.

How do you explain that?

Jonathan:  I don't know. Seems kind of out there.

Clark:  This coming from the man who's been hiding a spaceship in his storm cellar for the last 12 years.

Jonathan:  It's not that I don't want to believe you, Clark. It's just -- I'm having trouble getting my head around this one.

Clark:  Dad, you ever wonder why all these weird things happen in Smallville?

Jonathan:  Every town has its share of tall tales.

Clark:  Except here they're all true. Chloe showed me this wall. It's covered with all these articles she collected about all the weird stuff that's happened in Smallville since the meteor shower. It's all my fault.

Jonathan:  Look, Clark, if you're talking about 50-pound tomatoes and 2-headed calves, then I got a better explanation for you -- Luthor corp. I mean, god only knows what that fertilizer plant's been pumping out over the last 12 years.

Clark:  LuthorCorp didn't kill Lana's parents.

Jonathan:  Neither did you, son. You can't blame yourself for something you had no control over.

Clark:  Dad, I know. I still feel responsible.

Jonathan:  What happened to Lana's parents was a terrible tragedy, but no matter how many extraordinary gifts you have, you will never be able to change that.

Clark:  Then how do I make this feeling go away?

Jonathan:  You can't. But that's what makes you human.

Clark:  Chloe.

Chloe:  Hey.

Clark:  Is Greg Arkin still the science reporter for the "Torch"?

Chloe:  Well, if your definition of a reporter is someone who actually turns in articles, then no. Greg hasn't shown his face in the office for a week.

Clark:  I've got to find him.

Chloe:  What's the sudden interest in Greg? You coming out of the entomology closet?

Clark:  It's nothing. I'll catch up with you later.

Chloe:  I hate it when you do that.

Clark:  Do what?

Chloe:  Just shut me out. It's, like, one minute you're here, and then the next, you're gone. Clark, you're not outgrowing me as a friend, are you?

Clark:  Chloe, I could never outgrow you... other than vertically.

Chloe:  It's amazing how far that Kent charm will get you. Now, what's up with Greg? 

Chloe:  I found an article about Amazonian tribesmen who took on the traits of the insects they'd been bitten by, but nothing as extreme as what you're talking about. Did you have any luck?

Clark:  Only that Greg didn't move to Smallville until after the meteor shower, so he couldn't have been exposed to the blast.

Chloe:  Yeah, but his bugs could've been. Think about it, Clark. Pieces of that meteor are still buried all over Smallville. The whole habitat's infected.  So when boy catches bugs and bugs bite boy, you end up with bug boy.

Clark:  Look, Chloe, you can't even walk out your door in the summertime without being bitten by a mosquito. Why don't we have a whole town of bug people?

Chloe:  Uh, because you need a certain level of toxins to cause a mutation. Those Amazonian tribesmen were all attacked by swarms.

Clark:  Greg did keep tanks of bugs in his room. Maybe they got sick of the view and staged a revolt.

Chloe:  Well, according to this, bugs have a very short life cycle. So if he really has gone Kafka, let's hope he isn't in the mating phase.

Chloe:  It doesn't look like anyone's home.

Pete:  The place is a mess.  Remember what a neat freak Greg's mom was?

Clark:  Yeah, she used to make us take off our shoes. One time I forgot, and she yelled at me.

Chloe:  Is that what broke up the friendship?

Clark:  After seventh grade, Greg's parents got divorced, and he just stopped calling after that.

Pete:  Which sucked, because he had a killer tree fort his dad built in the woods.

Clark:  It was okay.

Pete:  Clark never liked it. He used to get dizzy just walking over there.

Chloe:  How come?

Pete:  He was afraid of heights.

Clark:  I didn't believe it was structurally sound.

Chloe:  You guys, come here.

Pete:  Aw, man, that's disgusting. What is it?

Clark:  I think it's skin.  He must be molting.

Chloe:  You guys better come in here! Guys?

Pete:  Oh, man. Looks like you're not the only one in Smallville with the hots for Lana.

Chloe:  I think Greg's found his mate.

Clark:  Lana.

Whitney:  Your aunt said you were out here.

Lana:  How you feeling?

Whitney:  Better. That's not why I'm here, though. Lana, when I saw you and Clark outside your house that night, I freaked out.

Lana:  What did you think we were doing?

Whitney:  I guess I got scared... and did something stupid. I would do anything to take that back.

Greg:  It's too late, Whitney. She's mine now.

Lana:  Greg?

Whitney:  Get away from her.

Lana:  Greg, what's going on?

Greg:  It's time.

Lana:  Time for what?

Greg:  For us.

Clark:  Lana! Lana!

Whitney:  Greg's got her.

Clark:  What happened?

Whitney:  I'm not sure. Greg threw me against the wall like it was nothing, then grabbed Lana. I've never seen somebody that strong before.

Clark:  Which way did he go?

Whitney:  He headed off into the woods.

Clark:  I think I know where he's going.

Whitney:  Great. I'll drive.

Clark:  You know the old foundry that got hit with the meteor shower? Follow the dirt track. About 100 yards back, there's a tree fort in the woods.

Whitney:  How do you know he's there?

Clark:  Greg used to collect bugs there when we were kids.

Whitney:  Look, Kent, I want to apologize.

Greg:  Get away from her.

Clark:  Greg, I know what's happened to you.

Greg:  Well, then you know that I've been freed.

Clark:  No, you haven't.  You're a slave to your instincts.

Greg:  I have no rules, Clark. I eat what I want... I go where I want... and I take what I want.

Clark:  You're not taking her.

Greg:  Then try and stop me.

Clark:  You're not the only one who's changed.

[ Groans ]

Greg:  You haven't changed at all, Clark. You still get sick around this place, just like when we were kids.   Hey, Clark! Did you know the buffalo ant can lift 30 times its own body weight?  Clark! Clark, where are you? Come on out. I just want to play. Clarky? Come out!

Clark:  It's lined with lead.

Greg:  Give it up, Clark. You can't fight natural law! Only the strong survive. Did you really think you could hide from me?

[ Clank ] Greg, watch out!

[ Insects buzzing ]

Whitney:  Hey.

[ Lana gasping ]

Whitney:  It's okay, it's okay, it's me. Whitney... you're safe. You're safe. Come on. Come on.

Lana: Whitney? Is that you?

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