Lex: I was under the impression that the deal had closed.
Lawyer: Mr. Luthor, I'm sorry.
Lex: I don't want "I'm sorry." I want to know how the hell my father
beat me out of a 150-million dollar contract that you assured me was a
done deal!
Lawyer: The only way they would have known the exact dollar amount was
if they had inside information.
Lex: And since you and I were the only ones who knew about it, and I
certainly didn't tell my father, that leaves you in a very uncomfortable
position.
Lawyer: If I no longer have your confidence, I'll tender my resignation
in the morning.
Lex: My father would want more than your resignation. He'd hobble you at
the knees and do everything in his power to insure you'd never work in
the corporate world again. But I'm not my father. All I want to know is
how he found out. And how I can stop it from ever happening again.
Clark: Lex, what's going on?
Lex: Big Brother is listening, or should I say "Big Daddy"? These are
just what I found so far. State of the art in high-tech surveillance.
I'm going to have to bring in a team of experts to sweep the rest of
mansion.
Clark: What are you saying, your dad's spying on you?
Lex: I had the inside track on a multi-million dollar contract. At the
last minute, LuthorCorp manages to underbid me. You do the math.
Clark: Lex, you got to calm down...
Lex: Don't tell me to calm down, Clark! How would you feel if someone
were listening to every private word you uttered, learning all your
secrets?
Clark: Lex. These devices could be anywhere. They could be in the sofa
cushions or the heating vents.
Lex: I already checked.
Clark: What about your stereo?
Clark: Hey, Dad, you want me to make this extra crispy for you?
Jonathan: No thanks, but if I do say so myself, I've cooked this bird to
a golden brown perfection, just the way your mother likes it.
Clark: So how come you guys aren't going to Metropolis this year for
your anniversary?
Jonathan: Well it seems to me last year while we were out of town a
certain somebody had a party at our house?
Clark: Yeah, you know what, I think a picnic sounds perfect.
Martha: So do I. But I can't go.
Jonathan: Wait--wait a minute. What do you mean you can't go?
Martha: Lionel just called. LuthorCorp's finalizing a major acquisition
tomorrow, and he needs me to go with him to his Metropolis office to
prepare.
Clark: Didn't you tell him it's your anniversary, Mom?
Martha: I'll be back tomorrow night. We can celebrate then. Any
restaurant you want.
Jonathan: What are you going to do, put it on your LuthorCorp expense
account?
Martha: Oh, Jonathan. You can't make me feel any worse about it than I
already do. I know how hard you worked planning today, but I don't have
a choice. He's my boss.
Jonathan: I'm your husband.
Martha: Believe me, I'd much rather spend the day with you, but this job
is important to me.
Jonathan: I never thought I'd see the day when this job was more
important to you than this family.
Clark: You know what? Dad's right. You shouldn't be working for Lionel
Luthor anyway.
Jonathan: Clark...
Clark: No. The only way that he got this major acquisition was by spying
on Lex.
Jonathan: Clark! This is between your mother and I.
Martha: Jonathan, how many times have you put this farm above our
personal lives?
Jonathan: That is different, Martha.
Martha: Why? I'm working toward the same goal--our family's financial
security. I wish this job didn't bother you so much. I have to go.
Lionel: All right, Lex. What's so urgent.
Lex: Remember the new American embassy in Moscow?
Lionel: Uh-huh.
Lex: It was so riddled with surveillance hardware, the State Department
had to abandon it.
Lionel: I've got a meeting, Lex. I don't have time to chat about foreign
affairs.
Lex: Actually the topic is domestic. I've discovered a bug problem right
here in my very own home.
Lionel: Ha-ha-ha-ha. Corporate espionage? It's a fact of modern
business, Lex. I'm surprised your security was so lax.
Lex: Still, it's hard to imagine how the perpetrator could have gained
access to the mansion.
Lionel: Do I detect a faint whiff of innuendo?
Lex: Of course not, Dad. I just wanted to congratulate you on winning
that contract.
Lionel: Oh, is that what this is about? Making an excuse for your
defeat? Hmm?
Lionel: Because I don't have time for excuses.
Lionel: As for your bug problem, I suggest you call an exterminator.
Lex: This is Mr. Green.
Kern: I finished the appraisal that you requested, and we're ready to
close escrow.
Lex: How soon can you complete the transaction?
Kern: Today. We're on site and ready to roll. We can get you full access
to the property--audio and video. Do we have a go?
Kern: Mr. Green, are you there? Mr. Green?
Lex: Do it.
Kern: We're on.
Clark: Wow.
Lana: You don't think it's too much?
Clark: That depends who you're wearing it for?
Lana: What do you call your newly discovered biological father's wife?
Clark: Well, personally I'd call her Mrs. Small, but that's just me. So
you're really going to see her?
Lana: Yeah. I kind of feel like I'm auditioning. What if she votes me
off the island?
Clark: Lana, anyone who gets to know you realizes how special you are.
Lana: Thanks, Clark. That's--that's really sweet of you to say.
Clark: You're always the one telling me I need to be more honest.
Lana: Yeah. Well, you know, maybe you see me that way because we're
friends, but to Jennifer Small, I'm just her husband's illegitimate
daughter trying to worm her way into his life.
Clark: Lana, if she accepts you, then great. But if not, that's her
loss. Besides, isn't your priority Henry? That's been going pretty well.
Lana: Yeah. Uh, but, maybe it's the whole adopted kid fantasy thing, but
I can't help thinking that if I don't screw it up, I might have an
actual family.
Clark: Look, Lana, I want you to have everything you wish for, I really
do.... Just because you have a family doesn't mean every day's a picnic.
Lana: Unless of course, you're a Kent.
Clark: Well, to be honest, my parents aren't really getting along right
now.
Lana: I'm sorry Clark. Do you want to talk about it?
Clark: Later. You've got someplace to be.
Lana: Okay. Clark, whatever it is, your parents will work it out. After
all, some people are just meant to be together.
Clark: Lex, what's the most romantic restaurant in Metropolis?
Lex: Well, I'm sure there are a lot of opinions on that Clark, but, uh,
personally I'd have to go with Le Petite Fleur.
Clark: Think you could score me a reservation for tonight?
Lex: Who's the lucky girl?
Clark: My mom. It's my parents' anniversary, and my dad had a picnic,
but now she's in Metropolis with your dad.
Lex: They're in Metropolis? At LuthorCorp? On a Sunday?
Clark: Yeah. Can you believe that he makes her work on her anniversary.
Lex: To my father, there's no such thing as a personal life. Listen,
Clark, since it is their anniversary, I think I could do you one better
than the reservations.
Clark: What do you have in mind?
Lex: Well, if you'll excuse me a minute to make a few few calls, I'll
explain.
Kern: Kern.
Lex: This is Green.
Lex: I want you to terminate now.
Kern: You realize you'll be forfeiting your deposit.
Lex: There are people in the building. I want you all out.
Kern: I understand. Our client has cancelled the project. He believes
there are people in the building. What are you doing?
Pine: You think the rest of us broke into the office of one of the
richest men in the world just to plant a few bugs? We ain't leaving this
place until we empty that vault.
Kern: Bishop. Nicky, how long have we worked together? We're not
thieves, We were hired to do a specific job.
Pine: The job description's just been changed. Go out and check the
other offices. Bishop, get the torch.
Martha: Sign here. Okay.
Lionel: Martha?
Martha: Yes?
Lionel: Is something wrong?
Martha: No. It's just when you said there was work that couldn't wait
until Monday, I didn't think I'd be the only one here.
Lionel: I thought you'd like to work in your new office.
Martha: New office? I-I don't understand.
Lionel: Look inside the top left-hand drawer of the desk. Go ahead. Open
it. Turn it over.
Martha: "To Martha, with deep affection, L.L."
Lionel: I'm promoting you, Martha, which means I'll be needing you more
in Metropolis, which means you'll need someplace to work.
Martha: Lionel.... I’m flattered, really, but...I can't accept this.
And, as far as working in Metropolis, this job is putting enough strain
on my family as it is.
Lionel: Martha, I know how much you've given up to be, uh, a farmers
wife, but with your brains and your talent, don't you deserve to make
your own ambitions a priority for a change?
Lionel: We'll discuss it over dinner.
Nicky: Hey lovebirds, wrong place, wrong time.
Lionel: Who is it? Martha?
Nicky: Get your hands up. Let's go! Get 'em in the air! Now!
Jonathan: Clark. Clark! I don't suppose you have any idea why there's a
helicopter parked in our front yard, do you?
Clark: Lex is going to take you to Metropolis so you can take Mom to
dinner.
Jonathan: Oh, so this was your idea, was it?
Lex: Actually, it was Clark's. I just offered to provide the
transportation.
Jonathan: Look, I don't know how things work in your house, but around
here, we think it's important to respect other people's privacy.
Clark: Dad...
Lex: It's all right, Clark. Mr. Kent, ever since the day I moved to
Smallville, I've done nothing but try to be a friend to you. And in
return, you do nothing but lecture me with sanctimonious platitudes. I'm
done listening to them.
Clark: Dad, that was not fair.
Jonathan: Everything was just fine in this family until we let the
Luthors into our lives.
Clark: That wasn't Lex's fault.
Jonathan: I appreciate your concern, but it is not your job to fix
everything! So just stay out of it.
Nicky: Hey, Pine, I got a little present for you. Lionel Luthor.
Pine: Good. He just saved us a whole lot of time. Get him to open the
vault.
Kern: It's too late, genius. You already burned the plate.
Pine: How the hell did the cops get tipped off? What do you got in your
hand? Open it up!
Lionel: A man in my position can never take too many precautions.
Martha: Why don't you just let us go? You can avoid adding kidnapping to
the breaking and entering charges!
Lionel: You should listen to this woman. I find her advice invariably
sound.
Nicky: I think he's all right.
Kern: We should've gotten out when I said! If you'd kept to the plan,
none of this would have happened!
Nicky: What the hell is the matter with you!
Bishop: Are you crazy?
Pine: Shut up!
Bishop: You shut up!
Nicky: What are you doing?!
Pine: Shut up!
Bishop: Are you crazy?!
Pine: Shuuuuttt Uuup! Shut Up!
Nicky: Drop it now!
Pine: All right. All right all right all right...let's just settle down,
Okay?
Nicky: Drop it, Pine.
Pine: Just relax, all right? Relax. Let's take it easy. I'm putting my
guns down, all right? We're just going to get the money, and we're going
to get the hell out of here, all right?
Pine: Back to work on that vault.
Lionel: You're wasting your time, you know. There's nothing in there of
value to any of you.
Pine: You keep your eyes on them. We'll need them later for leverage.
Lana: Uh, more coffee?
Jennifer: Henry, why don't you get it? Give Lana and I a chance to get a
word in.
Henry: Sure. I'll be right back.
Jennifer: This really is a cute place, Lana. You've got great taste.
Lana: Thank you. And thank you for agreeing to meet with me. I know it
can't be easy for you.
Jennifer: Lana, you seem like a very together young woman, which is why
I feel like I can be completely candid with you. I don't want you
getting too close to Henry.
Lana: Mrs. Small, I-I don't know what you think, but I am not trying to
interfere with your family.
Jennifer: That's not what I'm worried about. Lana, when I married Henry,
he was the editor of the law review. He was going to run for Congress.
Now he runs a law practice for lost causes out of our living room.
Lana: He believes in what he's doing.
Jennifer: Yeah, until it gets too difficult, or he loses
interest...which he always does.
Lana: You think he'll lose interest in me.
Jennifer: Henry has two children in boarding school. He never calls
them. And even when they're home, he doesn't have time for them. Or
anyone else.
Lana: Why are you telling me this?
Jennifer: I'm trying to do you a favor. I do not want to see you get
hurt the next time Henry's priorities suddenly change.
Henry: So...what have you two ladies been talking about?
Reporter: We are live at the LuthorCorp tower, where sometime earlier
this afternoon, armed gunmen apparently entered the building and are now
holding LuthorCorp chairman and CEO Lionel Luthor hostage.
Reporter: Along with at least one unidentified female employee.
Clark: Mom.
Jonathan: If anybody tries to hurt your mother...
Clark: I'm not going to let that happen.
Jonathan: Clark. Clark! I'm not going to try and stop you, but I want
you to be careful. Now, I'm going to follow you in the truck. I'll get
there just as soon as I can.
Clark: Dad, there's a faster way for you to get to Metropolis. You just
have to talk to Lex.
Pine: Get him out of here. What.
Lex: I hired you to bug an office...
Lex: ...not create a media circus!
Pine: Yeah, well, we ran into a little snag.
Lex: Who is this?
Pine: Tell you what, Mr. Green... you show me your caller ID and I'll
show you mine.
Lex: I want to talk to Kern, now.
Pine: Yeah, well Kern's definitely not in charge anymore.
Lex: Mr. Kent. I take it you've seen the news?
Jonathan: If I hadn't been so bullheaded and...taken you up on your
offer, Martha and I would probably be on our way to dinner. Instead...
Lex: Believe me, there's plenty of blame to go around.
Jonathan: Lex, I was wondering... I was wondering if I
Lex: Sure, Mr. Kent. I'll give you a helicopter ride to Metropolis.
Officer: Young man, you too. Stay behind the barricades.
Sawyer: Stand up and put your hands over your head. Stand up! Turn
around.
Clark: I can explain...
Sawyer: Hold still...keep your fingers laced. I'm listening.
Clark: My name is Clark Kent. My mom is one of the hostages being held
up there.
Sawyer: And you thought you'd play hero? Well, assuming you are who you
say you are, you almost just got your mother killed. Every opening in
this building is wired with alarms. The kidnappers have control of the
security system, and they threatened to start shooting hostages if
anyone so much as sets a big toe inside. Come on hero. You're coming
with me. Move it!
Nicky: So, what are we going to do? They saw you kill Kern. They can ID
us, Pine. And I for one am not going down for murder, you understand me?
Pine: We'll deal with them when the time comes.
Lionel: I know what you're thinking. If I hadn't asked you to work
today, you'd be at home right now with your family.
Martha: I don't blame you, Lionel. It's--it's just that Jonathan and I
left on such bad terms.
Lionel: It's ironic. I had quite a row this morning too, with Lex. If
they kill us, those will be the last words we ever spoke to each other.
Bishop: Pine. You're up.
Bishop: What the hell is this?
Jonathan: Excuse me. Excuse me.
Lex: It's OK. It's OK.
Jonathan: Clark?
Sawyer: You know this kid?
Jonathan: Yes Ma'am, he's my son.
Sawyer: Well, you keep him away from the building, or I'll arrest him.
Jonathan nods in understanding and Lex steps forward, following Sawyer
as she heads back to the command center.
Lex: Lieutenant Sawyer, my name is Lex Luthor....
Sawyer: I know who you are.
Lex: I'd appreciate an update on the negotiations.
Sawyer: This way.
Jonathan: What happened?
Clark: I've been listening to the police. I think I found a way into the
building.
Jonathan: Really? How?
Clark: Nobody's watching the Daily Planet.
Jonathan: You're not thinking about jumping.
Clark: It's the only way.
Jonathan: Clark, that's got to be over 200 feet.
Clark: I can make it.
Jonathan: You don't know that. Besides, don't you have a fear of
heights?
Clark: If we're not here to get Mom out then why are we here?
Jonathan: Listen to me. I am just as concerned about your mother as you
are, but we can't afford to make a mistake that could get her killed.
Pine: Where's the damn money!
Lionel: I told you, there was nothing in there of interest to you.
Bishop: Check this out. It could be worth something.
Lionel: Ahh!
Pine: What the hell is this?
Lionel: Martha, perhaps the, uh, gentleman hasn't noticed that I'm
blind. Would you mind telling me what he's referring to?
Martha: It's, uh, some sort of metallic disk shaped like an octagon.
Lionel: It's nothing... keepsake.
Sawyer: Sawyer.
Pine: Where is my transportation?
Sawyer: I told you, I need a show of good faith first. You give me one
of those hostages.
Pine: Okay. Fine. Get up! You've got 10 minutes, then you can take this
one out in a body bag.
Sawyer: We're working on it. Stay cool up there. Stay cool.
Lex: Whatever you do, don't hurt any of the hostages. Just stay calm.
Pine: Yeah, well how am I supposed to stay calm, huh? I open up that
damn vault expecting to find my retirement fund, and instead I find a
bunch of files, green rocks all cut up into bars!
Lex: What else was in there?
Pine: What's it to you?
Lex: Answer me, and maybe I can help you.
Pine: I--just what I told you. Oh, and some metal octagon lookin' thing.
Lex: Listen to me. Pack up everything--the files, the bars, the octagon.
Pine: Yeah, then what?
Lex: I know a way out of the building, but first you let the hostages
go.
Nicky: Pine. Better take a look at this. We got company.
Pine: Check it out.
Sawyer: A window just blew out on the 30th floor. Get the team together.
We're going in. Let's go. Move it!
Lex: What the hell's going on up there?
Pine: It sounds like the junk in that safe is worth something to you.
Tell you what. I want a million dollars and I want a way out of here.
Lex: You're in no position to negotiate.
Pine: This is not a negotiation, all right? We get out of here or nobody
does.
Lex: All right, listen to me. Luthor has a private elevator. It's take
you to a tunnel that leads to a garage three blocks away.
Pine: Hey Lionel, you been holding out on me? Is there some kind of
secret way out of here?
Lionel: Oh, yes.
Lionel: And whatever that anonymous coward, your Mr. Green, is
offering... I'll double it. In exchange for our lives, and the contents
of the safe.
Pine: Hmm. Hear that Mr. Green? Looks like we got us a bidding war.
Lex: Look, no matter what Lionel Luthor is promising you, you can't
trust him!
Pine: Oh, but I should trust you--somebody who hides his own identity? I
think I'd rather deal with Lionel.
Lex: I'll match what he's offering. Just don't hurt them.
Jonathan: Don't hurt who, Lex? Were you just talking to those men up
there?
Lex: Mr. Kent, whatever I'm doing is in the best interests of your wife
and my father, believe me.
Jonathan: If I find out you had anything to do with what's going on out
there, you will pray to God that you never set foot in Smallville, you
believe me.
Clark: Where's my mom? Where is she?!
Lionel: So, as soon as the banks open, I'll have the money wired to, uh,
any account you choose, anywhere in the world.
Pine: All right. We got a deal.
Lionel: Good.
Pine: But I'm hanging on to everything until I get that money.
Lionel: All right.
Pine: Bishop, pack up the stuff in the vault.
Lionel: So, now are you going to tell me who's on the other line?
Pine: You'd probably know better than me. Why don't you think who your
enemies are?
Pine: Come on lady, you can help out! Pick up the files! Come on!
Pine: Today. Come on! Pick 'em up, put 'em in the barrel with the rest
of the stuff!
Martha: O-Okay. I'm picking them up...
Pine: All right, that's good. Get over there and help your boss up.
Martha: Lionel...
Lionel: Martha. The octagonal disk--where is it?
Martha: I don't know. Why is it so important?
Pine: Come on, time's up. Let's go, move.
Pine: What the hell happened?
Bishop: The cops cut the power! We have got to go!
Pine: Bishop, don't!
Martha: Clark, get out of here now! Clark! Clark!
Pine: Are you alone? Answer me! Are you alone? Arghhhh!
Martha: Clark! Clark! Clark, are you alright?
Pine: Lady, you and the kid get up! Put your hands over your head or I
kill the old man.
Martha: He's dead. Clark! Those files over there--burn them. There's one
about you. We can't let it get out.
Sawyer: Metropolis PD! Nobody move!
Lex: Clark, how did you get inside?
Lionel: The boy's resourceful, Lex. What difference does it make how he
did it? He saved us. That's what's important.
Lex: Dad. I want you to know I was doing everything I could to secure
your release.
Lionel: Oh, I'm sure you did a great deal. I'll send someone to the
mansion for my things.
Lionel turns away from Lex.
Lex: I'll help them pack.
Lionel: Thank you, thank you.
Jonathan: What's that?
Martha: It's my resignation. There's no way I can keep working for
Lionel. He had refined meteor rocks in his vault, a file on Clark...I
can't believe I trusted him.
Clark: Without that file, at least the police can't find out anything
about me.
Martha: To think I made this job such a big priority, and Lionel may
have only hired me to learn more about Clark.
Clark: I'm sorry, Mom. I know how important your work has been to you.
Martha: It's not more important than you.
Jonathan: Wait. Are you sure that this is the best thing to do? Quit, I
mean.
Martha: What do you mean? I thought you'd be happy about it.
Jonathan: If you hadn't been working for Lionel, then we'd have no way
of knowing that he was keeping tabs on Clark.
Martha: So, instead of staying away from him...
Jonathan: Maybe we should take a page out of the Luthor playbook.
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