Clark: Lana? Lana! I need help! I need a doctor here!] I need help now!
Doctor: What have we got? Pupils are responsive. Respiration appears
normal. Got a good pulse. She's gonna be all right. Can you tell me her
name?
Clark: Mom! Dad! Momma! Momma! Mom. Mom, are you okay?
Martha: Clark, Clark... we have to find your father. He was outside when
the tornado hit.
Clark: I'm gonna get you to a hospital.
Martha: No, no, Clark! Clark! Listen to me. That reporter was in the
cellar.
Clark: Nixon?
Martha: He videotaped the ship. He's going to expose your secret. Your
father chased him out into the storm.
Clark: I've got to find him. Mom? Where's the ship?
Doctor: The swelling in his vertebrae resulted in partial loss of nerve
control in his legs. His spleen is ruptured and he sustained severe
trauma to his optic nerve.
Lex: I want a medivac to Metropolis General immediately. I want a team
of specialists--
Doctor: Your father's still in critical condition. Moving him is not an
option.
Lex: This isn't just any patient lying there, Doctor.
Doctor: I know who Lionel Luthor is, but I cannot give him any special
treatment. We're overwhelmed as it is.
Lex: That's not what I meant. He's my father. Do everything you can for
him.
Lionel: Lex... Lex...
Lex: Hey, Dad, I'm here. Don't worry. I'll fly in a specialist from
Metropolis to personally supervise your case.
Lionel: I saw it... In your eyes, son. What you were thinking. Life
would be so easy if I was out of your way...
Lex: Dad, I'm sorry.
Clark: Dad! Dad!
Martha: We have to go back to the house!
Clark: Did you call the sheriff? And the hospital?
Martha: The phones are down.
Clark: Dad grew up in tornado country. You never get caught out in the
open. The first thing you do is get shelter.
Martha: I don't know if he was thinking straight, Clark. I've never seen
your father that angry. He said he wasn't going to let Nixon destroy our
family.
Clark: Do you think he...
Martha: No, he would never do that.
Nixon: Aah! Oh no! I won't say anything about your son, I swear to God!
Please don't kill me!
Nixon: Oh, God! Oh, God, I thought you were gonna kill me.
Jonathan: Yeah, you would think that.
Chloe: Hey, Dorothy. Back from Oz?
Lana: Chloe.
Chloe: What are you doing? Shouldn't you be in bed for, like, a month?
Lana: I'm okay. The doctor said it's just a minor concussion. Besides, a
lot of people need this bed a lot more than I do.
Chloe: Well, I'm just glad you're okay. What happened?
Lana: Well, um, I was driving back after dropping Whitney off when the
wind picked up. This, um, mailbox slammed against my windshield and I
went off the road. That's when I saw the twisters. Before I knew it, the
truck was being sucked up.
Chloe: God. And you walked away with a small bump on your head. That's
amazing even by Smallville standards.
Lana: No, it's impossible.
Chloe: What?
Lana: Nothing. The next thing I knew, I was waking up here.
Chloe: So you clicked your heels, said there's not place like home, and
ended up in Smallville Medical Center.
Lana: Apparently, Clark brought me in.
Chloe: Clark.
Lana: Yeah. Um, have you seen him?
Chloe: No. Not since he vanished from the dance. I spent like three
hours looking for him.
Lana: I guess the Spring Formal was kind of a bust, huh?
Chloe: Yeah, well, at least now I know where he disappeared to.
Lana: If it's any consolation, you guys look great together.
Chloe: It's not. But thanks.
Clark: Dad?
Lex: Clark. I ran into your mother at the hospital. She told me about
your dad.
Clark: I've checked every inch of this place. I'm gonna head for the
woods.
Lex: Clark. My father was injured in the twister. He's in pretty bad
shape.
Clark: Oh, Lex, I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?
Lex: No, it's in the doctors' hands now. During the storm, my father was
trapped beneath a column. If I hadn't pulled him out, he would have
died. Before I did, I hesitated. I was thinking that maybe my life would
be better off if I just left him to die.
Clark: You saved him. That's the important part.
Lex: No. My father won't see it that way. Forgiveness is not in his
emotional lexicon. If anything, he'll probably see my saving him as a
sign of weakness.
Clark: What are you going to do?
Lex: Help my friend find his dad. You got another flashlight?
Clark: Dad!
Lex: Mr. Kent! Mr. Kent!
Clark: Dad!
Clark: Do you know whose car that is?
Lex: No. But I think we can cover more ground if we split up.
Clark: Yeah. I'll meet you back here in a half-hour.
Jonathan: Great. What are you doing?
Nixon: Looking for my cell phone. It's our only hope. The greatest story
in human history and I'm not gonna get a chance to write it.
Jonathan: Clark is not a story. He's my son. And I'm not gonna let you
sabotage his life while you make yourself famous.
Nixon: Is that why you chased me? What were you planning on doing, Kent?
Were you gonna bludgeon me and bury me in a shallow grave?
Jonathan: You were trespassing on my property and you tried to kill my
son in that truck!
Nixon: You have the most amazing being on earth doing chores on your
farm! Why are you hiding him? Tell the world! Let them see for
themselves.
Jonathan: I think I should leave that up to him for when he's older.
Nixon: When do you suppose that'll be? Draft age? Drinking age?
Jonathan: When he's ready.
Nixon: Why don't you stop playing the protector and admit the truth? You
and your wife kept him because you couldn't have children of your own.
Jonathan: We kept him because he is our son and we love him.
Nixon: He's not your son, you deluded hick. He's not even human. You can
kill me if you want for saying this, but you know I'm right. You're just
a small man whose son's destiny is too big for you to comprehend. Clark
doesn't belong to you. He belongs to the world.
Nixon: Hello? Lex!
Lex: Nixon. Where the hell are you?
Nixon: You stupid son of a bitch! I thought you wanted to get the hell
out of here!
Jonathan: I did want to get out of here until I realized that you were
in bed with Lex Luthor and I would rather rot down here than watch the
two of you destroy my son's life.
Lex: Nixon? You still there? Clark. I was just trying to call the fire
department, see if we can get a rescue team out here.
Clark: No you weren't. I heard you trying to talk to Roger Nixon. My mom
said he was snooping around the farm today. He was with my dad when the
tornado hit.
Lex: Clark, I didn't know Nixon was involved in this.
Clark: Why should I believe you? You already lied about knowing him
once. That's the second time you hesitated today, Lex. I'm starting to
wonder if what my dad said about you is true.
Lex: Clark, wait! You're tired and upset.
Clark: Don't try to turn this around on me! Are you really here to find
my dad or to find Nixon?
Lex: Do you even have to ask?
Clark: I don't have time for this. I got to find my dad.
Lex: Clark!
Clark: Dad!
Martha: I'm going to talk to the Red Cross people, see if they have any
new information about your father.
Lana: Clark. Any luck?
Clark: We looked all night. The search and rescue team combed the farm
this morning, but they didn't find anything either. I don't know what to
do. He's been missing for over 12 hours.
Lana: They'll find him, Clark. I know it.
Clark: Thanks. I thought you'd be home recuperating.
Lana: I wanted to help. You know, a lot of people helped me out after
the meteor shower. It meant a lot.
Clark: I'm just glad you're okay.
Lana: Um, so how did you find me?
Clark: I was lucky, I guess. You were in a field next to the road. You
must have been thrown free from the truck.
Lana: Is that really what happened?
Clark: Yeah. Why?
Lana: I just keep seeing something that doesn't make any sense. The
truck was caught up in the tornado, and you... you just...
Martha: Clark. No new word.
Lana: I better get back to work. You'll find him.
Martha: I'm going to stay and work the phone banks. If anybody's seen or
found him, they'll call in. They just discovered an old couple trapped
in their garage this morning, so there's still hope.
Clark: Dad's missing because of me. I brought this upon us.
Martha: You can't blame yourself. You can't change who you are. As long
as you live, people will try to exploit you. You father and I have tried
to shelter you as long as possible, but one day we won't be there for
you. And you're gonna have to carry the burden of your gifts on your
own.
Clark: Don't say that, Mom.
Martha: And when your day comes, I have no doubt in my heart that you'll
make us proud. Now go back out there.
Jonathan: These old foundations... they mixed lead in with the cement
for stability.
Nixon: What, you're afraid we're gonna die of lead poisoning?
Jonathan: Clark can't see through lead.
Nixon: He can see through solid objects? Unbelievable. What else can he
do? Do you have any idea what I would do with his abilities? The wealth,
the power he could amass. It's unimaginable.
Jonathan: You are exactly the reason why I keep his abilities a secret.
Nixon: If it wasn't me, it would've been someone else. It was just a
matter of time before this story got out.
Jonathan: Yeah.
Nixon: The people have a right to know!
Jonathan: Without any regard to the consequences to my son.
Nixon: Mr. Kent, since the beginning of time, people have been looking
up at the stars and wondering "What's out there?" Clark is the answer
that they have been waiting for.
Jonathan: I think I know a way out of here.
Nixon: You gonna tell me what that is?
Jonathan: You give me the tape of the ship and I will.
Nixon: That's not gonna happen.
Jonathan: It's your life or your story. You've gotta decide which is
more important. I have.
Nixon: Are you going to share your plan with me?
Jonathan: Feel that. Go on.
Nixon: The mortar's weaker here.
Jonathan: Yep. If we can get through here, I'm sure that we can tunnel
up to the surface.
They start to dig.
Lex: I gotta go. Clark.
Clark: What do you want?
Lex: I should have come out and told you the truth right away. I do know
Roger Nixon. I was just trying to protect you.
Clark: Protect me from what?
Lex: Before the tornado, Nixon approached me. He offered to sell me
information about your family.
Clark: What kind of information?
Lex: It doesn't matter now, Clark. The man's a liar. He'll do anything
for a story. I warned him to stay away from your family. When I saw his
car I realized he might have had something to do with your father's
disappearance.
Clark: Why didn't you tell me before?
Lex: I didn't want to alarm you unless I knew for sure.
Clark: You know, Lex, I don't know what to believe anymore.
Lex: Believe that I'm your friend. I got something to show you.
Clark: What's that?
Lex: It's a map. A cellular frequency grid to be exact. I had my people
look into it. Only one cell tower survived the storm, meaning Nixon and
possibly your father had to be within a one-mile radius of where we were
last night. I don't know if it will help, but it's worth a shot.
Pete: Mr. Kent!
Clark: Dad!
Chloe: Well, this is the edge of the grid.
Pete: And there are no structures marked on the map. Sorry, Clark.
Chloe: Wait. What's that?
Pete: The twister must have dropped it here.
Clark: He's not in here.
Chloe: What are you, part bloodhound?
Pete: Yeah, how do you know? Mr. Kent!
Clark: Dad!
Pete: Mr. Kent!
Nixon: Did you hear that?
Jonathan: It's the kids! Chloe! Pete!
Nixon: Help!
Jonathan: We're down here!
Nixon: They can't hear us! They can't! I got to keep on digging!
Jonathan: Roger, take it easy! It's not stable down here! Roger!
Chloe: Did you hear something?
Clark: Come on. Let's start again.
Chloe: Mr. Kent!
Clark: Dad!
Reporter: Here we see a terrifying example of the tornado's fury. This
truck was literally ripped apart. Incredibly the young driver, Lana
Lang, survived, reminding us that even in the midst of utter devastation
miracles can happen.
Martha: It must have been awful for you.
Lana: Yeah, uh, I don't think I've ever been that scared in my entire
life.
Martha: I'm glad you're all right.
Lana: Thanks for all your help, Mrs. Kent. I know it must be hard for
you right now.
Martha: I'm a saint. I just can't believe how familiar all this feels.
Lana: The meteor shower?
Martha: Yeah. God. I remember it like it was yesterday.
Lana: Yeah, me too.
Martha: Oh, I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to dredge up bad memories.
Lana: It's okay. For so long, it seemed to define me, that fairy
princess picture on "Time" magazine.
Martha: Well, if it makes you feel any better, you made one wish come
true that day. Jonathan and I were in Nell's buying flowers right before
the meteor shower, and you were sitting on the counter with your wings
and wand, and you asked me if I wanted to make a wish. So I did. And not
long after that, Clark came into our lives. I-I've never even told Clark
that story.
Lana: Clark is so lucky to have you and Mr. Kent as parents. I've always
been kind of envious. You seem so open.
Martha: I'm glad that you and Clark have become close.
Lana: Yeah. Me too.
Pete: Mr. Kent!
Chloe: Mr. Kent?
Pete: Mr. Kent!
Clark: Uh, Chloe? I've been wanting to apologize for leaving you at the
Formal--
Chloe: Oh, didn't I tell you that leaving in the middle of a tornado to
save a friend totally gets you off the hook? Besides, I mean, I know
you'd do the same thing for me.
Clark: Oh, in a heartbeat. So, how can I make it up to you?
Chloe: Actually, you know, I've been thinking. It's funny how a natural
disaster puts your life in perspective, but I think that it might be
better if we just stayed really good friends. Anything other than that
just gets too complicated.
Clark: Uh... yeah. Yeah, I think that's a good idea.
Chloe: You do?
Clark: Yeah. Yeah, uh, our friendship is so important to me. The last
thing I want to do is screw it up.
Chloe: Good. Great. Perfect. I'm really glad we got that straightened
out.
Clark: I'm going to go check over here.
Chloe: Okay. I'll catch up in a sec. My feet are throbbing.
Chloe: Hey.
Pete: What's up with the fake smile?
Chloe: Nothing. Clark and I just reaffirmed that we're really good
friends. And nothing else.
Pete: Pulled the friends card on you, huh?
Chloe: No, I did. Defense mechanism.
Pete: Listen, Chloe, it's okay to feel bummed out. Last night was
supposed to be special and it got ruined.
Chloe: It was just so close to being perfect. Oh... listen to me. I
sound so pathetic. A tornado hit. People are in real trouble and I'm
upset because Clark didn't fulfill my wish fulfillment fantasy. You must
think I'm an awful person.
Pete: Yeah. You're a real monster. Come on.
Nixon: I can't breathe.
Jonathan: That cave-in must've cut off the air supply.
Nixon: Dying in a tomb. That's ironic. At least you got a legacy to
leave behind... and a son to be proud of.
Jonathan: The first time Clark used his abilities, he'd crawled under a
big oak bed that my grandfather had made, and I crawled underneath it to
try to get him out. All of a sudden the frame just came up in the air.
He... he was a toddler lifting--I don't know--500 pounds over his head.
Nixon: What did you do?
Jonathan: We decided to take him to a doctor scientist, somebody more
equipped to understand than we were. But when we got in front of the
office, Martha... she said that if we left him there that... they would
want to keep him and we'd never see him again. So I took him home. Now,
that may have been a mistake, but it was a mistake I'd gladly make
again.
Doctor #1: Time is of the essence. The spine may heal, but the damage to
the optic nerve will only get worse the longer it goes untreated.
Lex: So surgery's the only option.
Doctor #2: No. I recommend against this. I say we let the patient's
condition stabilize before surgery is attempted.
Doctor #1: Yeah, surgery's risky. But the alternative could be worse.
Doctor #2: It's your decision.
Lex: Do it.
Doctor #2: Fine.
Clark: Pete, where'd you get these maps?
Pete: My mom borrowed them from the county planner's office. They list
every zoning change going back to 1920.
Clark: Look, the plans from 1988 show an old church near Hobson's Pond.
Pete: I've never seen a church near there.
Martha: That's because it was destroyed in the meteor shower.
Clark: Well, according to this, there's a crypt in the basement.
Martha: Your dad could've known about it.
Clark: I was right there. The motor home must have been concealing the
entrance.
Pete: Clark. You can't take him out on your own.
Martha: Um, Clark? Pete and I will go into town. We'll get a rescue team
and we'll meet you out there.
Clark: Okay.
Clark: Dad!
Jonathan: Clark!
Clark: Dad!
Jonathan: Clark, Clark.
Nixon: Kent! What's happening to him?
Jonathan: Roger, you got to get him away from these meteor rocks. They
make him sick. Come on! Get him out of here! What are you doing?
Nixon: I don't need the tape. I got all the evidence I need right here.
Jonathan: What are you doing? Nixon! You don't understand. The rocks!
Clark...
Nixon: Oh, son of a...
Jonathan: You're not... taking my... son!!!
Nixon: Like I said, the people have a right to know. And unlike you, Mr.
Kent, I am willing to kill for what I believe in.
Jonathan: Clark!
Lex: Mr. Kent, are you okay?
Jonathan: Yeah. Son... you gotta help me. Clark, are you okay?
Clark: I'll survive.
Martha: Your dad's got a cracked rib, but he'll be all right.
Clark: Like you said, he's a survivor. So are you, Mom. I never realized
how strong you were until today.
Martha: Well, thanks, Clark, but I was terrified.
Clark: You didn't show it. You were like Super Mom.
Clark: Dad, how are you feeling?
Jonathan: Thank you. I feel kind of like a house fell on me, that's how
I feel.
Clark: Look, Dad, I-I'm glad that you didn't, you know...
Jonathan: What? Kill Nixon? Son, I have to admit to you, it was the
hardest thing I ever did. It took every fiber of my being. But I started
thinking about you and what your mom and I have tried to teach you. I
realized if I'd have done that, Nixon would have won.
Clark: It's a good thing Lex was there.
Jonathan: Clark, Nixon told me that Lex offered to pay him for
information on us.
Clark: Lex told me he
warned Nixon to stay away.
Jonathan: One of them is lying, son.
Clark: The question you need to ask yourself is which one tried to kill
you, and which one saved your life.
Cop: If I have anymore questions, I'll give you a call, Mr. Luthor.
Lex: Mr. Kent.
Jonathan: Lex.
Lex: Look--
Jonathan: Lex, you saved my life and I want to say thank you.
Lex: To a fresh start.
Jonathan: Yeah.
Jonathan: Clark. Your mom
told me about what happened to you and Lana in
the tornado.
Clark: The only person who was there and I can't even share it with her.
Jonathan: Well, son, I'm here. You can share it with me if you want.
Clark: Dad, I've survived a lot. Being inside that twister... I've never
been so scared in my life. I mean, I couldn't see anything, and things
were bouncing off me. I didn't have any control. I know it could've been
the wind, but all of a sudden I was moving toward the truck and it felt
like I was willing myself to do it. It felt like I was flying.
Lionel: Lex... Lex...
Lex: Dad? Dad? How are you? The doctors won't tell me what's going on.
Lionel: I know. I wanted to tell you myself. There's every chance I'm
going to get back the
full use of my legs.
Lex: Well, that's great news... isn't it?
Lionel: I need to say something to you. If I've acted ruthlessly, it was
because I knew my opponents wouldn't hesitate to do the same. I know
you've always seen us as opponents, Lex. When I needed help... you saved
my life. I thank you, son. Listen, I know you agreed to go right ahead
right way to operate.
Lex: I thought it was best to take immediate action.
Lionel: I would have done the same thing, and we both... would have been
wrong.
Lex: What are you saying?
Lionel: I'm blind. The operation failed, and that's not going to change.
It would have been better if you'd not helped me, if you'd let me...
die.
Lionel: Lex... Lex... Lex.
Lana: What are you doing, Clark?
Clark: Just thinking.
Lana: Looks like you're hiding.
Clark: I just can't wait for things to get back to normal.
Lana: It won't.
Clark: Why do you say that?
Lana: Nell used to tell me that after the meteor shower. But these
events change you. It wipes out your illusions. You discover things
about yourself.
Clark: What did you discover?
Lana: I've always had this sense that I was going to die young. Maybe
because of my parents, I felt guilty I'd survived. When the tornado
came, I thought this was it. Fate had finally found me. Then I saw you
in the truck and you put your arms around me and you told me that
everything was going to be okay. I know, it sounds crazy, but I started
to think of all the other times that you've been there to protect me.
And I thought maybe there's more to Clark Kent than meets the eye.
Clark: You're right. It does sound crazy. I mean, there's nothing more
to me than what you see.
Lana: Clark. You know you can tell me anything, right?
Clark: I know, Lana. But I wasn't in that truck.
Lana: Then how did I survive? It doesn't make any sense.
Clark: Maybe you just weren't meant to die young.
Lana: Just remember... you can't hide out here forever.
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