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"Resurrection"

Provided by Suzanne

Jonathan:  I get to take home the souvenir video of this when we're done, right?

Scanlan:  Jonathan, you can go ahead and put your shirt on.

Martha: How does everything look, Dr. Scanlan?

Scanlan: Well, I'm afraid the left ventricular myocardium is still dyskinetic.

Jonathan: Why don't I like the way that sounds?

Scanlan: Because of your arterial blockage, I'm going to recommend a triple bypass.

Scanlan: You're only in the hospital for a few days, and I promise, when you come out, you'll feel better than when you came in.

Jonathan: Open heart surgery. Don't you think that's a bit extreme?

Scanlan: We've been friends for a long time, and I know you can be a stubborn man. Look, given your current condition, Jonathan, you could have another heart attack any moment.  And the next time could be fatal.

Jonathan:  And the surgery could be fatal too.

Scanlan: Trust me. You stand a far greater risk if you don't have this operation.

Garrett: Come on!

Clark: Garrett? Garrett.

Garrett: Thanks, Clark.  You'd figure after a couple of months, it'd like me better.

Clark:  Yeah.

Garrett: I thought your dad was out of the woods.

Clark: So did I, but, uh, here we are again.

Clark: How's your brother doing, Garrett?

Garrett:  He's in serious need of a new liver. If he doesn't get one soon, I don't know how much time he's got left. Of course, if he knew I was out here hovering instead of hitting the books, he'd pitch a fit.   What's it looking like for your dad?

Clark: He talked about open heart surgery.

Garrett: Everything you tell me about your father, it should be a walk in the park.

Clark: You know, Garrett, I always though of my dad as a man of steel. I guess I was wrong.

Garrett: Clark, your dad's gonna have that surgery, and my brother's gonna get that transplant and a year from now we'll all get together and laugh about how freaked out we both were.

Clark:  Yeah.

Nurse: Code blue. Room 247. Code blue. Room 247.

Garrett: God. That's Vince's room!

Nurse: Clear!

Yeager: Bag him!  No? Another milligram of Epi. Come on!

Nurse:  Charging! Clear!  No response!

Garrett: Vince?!

Yeager:  Hey, get him out of here!  Out of here!

Garrett: Vince?

Nurse:  He's crashing.

Yeager: No. Come on! Load up the truck and keep bagging!

Garrett: No! No Vince! Vince, please! Vince!

Garrett: Not yet! Please!  Don't die.

Yeager:  All right. Let's call it.  Time of death, 2:43 PM.

Yeager:  I'm sorry son.

Martha:  Poor boy. Where's his family?

Clark: His brother's all he had. His parents died in a car accident when he was a little kid.

Martha: Well, who's gonna take care of him?

Clark: He's got an uncle in Germany. It'll take him a few days to get here. He said something about foster care.

Martha: No. He shouldn't be there the night his brother died.  He can stay with us for a few days.

Clark: Are you sure? What about Dad's surgery and everything?  I overheard.

Martha: Dad's not sure he's gonna have it yet. I'm gonna go speak with Dr. Scanlan.

Jonathan: Hi, Clark. Look, I'm, uh, sorry to hear about your friend Garrett. How's he holding up?

Clark: He's in shock. I guess that's what happens when the most important person in your life is gone. I know about the surgery.

Jonathan:  Can you believe it? I'm so popular around here, they want me to be admitted right away.

Clark: So you're gonna do it.

Jonathan: It's not quite that cut and dried, Clark. There must be a way around this.

Clark: No, I heard the doctor. It didn't sound like that.

Jonathan: I thought you and I talked about eavesdropping on people's private conversations.

Clark: If you'd stop trying to protect me from this, I wouldn't have to.  Dad, I see Garrett out there, and he's lost. Just like I'd be without you.  Please do this.

Jonathan:  Clark, I want you to go out there and tell your mother to start filling out all the admissions paper work. Go on. 

Jonathan: And Clark? Don't worry about me, son. I'm not going anywhere.

Garrett: Mrs. Kent, I want you to know how much I appreciate this.

Martha: Oh, sweetheart, we're happy to have you. Clark, uh, I'm gonna go get some things together for your dad.

Martha leaves the room. Garrett walks slowly toward the sofa.

Clark: Garrett, if you want to be alone--

Garrett: No. No, I really don't. It's kind of ironic.  My brother worked in demolition. He risked his life every day with explosives and we lose him to liver disease.

Garrett: If he had just gotten that transplant, he'd still be... Your dad's about to have surgery. You don't need to hear this.

Clark: No, Garrett, it helps to talk about it. You listened to me that time in the hospital.

Garrett: Part of me feels like Vince isn't really gone. That it's all just some big misunderstanding.

Clark: Garrett, if there's anyone that needs to be told, I can help, make some phone calls...

Garrett: No, it was just us.  He used to call me "runt" as long as I could remember. I always hated it. Now I'd give anything to hear him say it again.

Martha: Garrett? I just got a call from the crematorium. They want to know where they should send your brother's ashes.

Garrett: Ashes? What are they talking about? He's supposed to be buried next to my mom and dad.

Teng: Let's move.  Syringe.  Welcome back, Vince.

Clark: Doctor, why would you have him cremated? It's not what he asked for.

Doctor: We didn't send him. Metropolis General did. He was helicoptered there for an organ donation.

Garrett: Then it couldn't be the same Vincent Davis.

Doctor: It's what the paper work says. All the documents are signed, including your brother's autograph on that cremation form.

Garrett: No.

Doctor: Look, maybe you didn't know him as well as you thought you did.

Garrett:  What are you talking about?!

Clark: Garrett, calm down.

Garrett:   How am I supposed to be calm when my brother's been carved up and burnt to a crisp?

Doctor: Look, son, I know this is difficult, but--

Garrett:  You don't know anything!

Clark: I'm sorry.  Garrett, I know this is hard. Maybe Vince just didn't tell you.

Garrett: My brother's told me everything since the day my parents died. Those documents have to be forged.

Lex: Well, I'd think your embassy would keep tabs on North Koreans who have recently been deported.  Seems like Dr. Teng has vanished without a trace.

Chloe: Yeah, well, it turns out that's not the only thing out of the ordinary of our friendly molecular biologist.

Lex: What have you got?

Chloe: Well, it turns out it wasn't scientific research or academic prestige that got her into this country 12 years ago. It was wedding bells. She married a rent-a-cop from LuthorCorp.

Lex: So my father arranged a green card marriage.

Chloe: Yeah. Now, I tracked down the groom so I could ask him what he knew.

Lex: What'd the lucky guy have to say?

Chloe: It wasn't really what he had to say. It was more where he said it. He plays watch dog for the old Metron Pharmaceuticals building.

Lex: That's been shut down for seven years.

Chloe: Yeah, that's what I thought. But while he was in the process of telling me to get lost, I swear I saw what I think was a delivery truck pulling around back.

Lex: My father's been strangely stubborn about liquidating that property. Every market indicator says to sell, but he insists the neighborhood's about to be revitalized.

Chloe: The only thing being revitalized in that neighborhood is the graffiti. Now, I think I can make some headway if you'll just come along with me.

Lex: Chloe, I think I should take it from here.

Chloe:  Lex, I'm perfectly capable--

Lex: This has nothing to do with your capability. I'm worried about your safety.   When my father's involved with covert research, people tend to get hurt.

Garrett: I'm sorry I lost it. I guess I kind of have a short fuse.

Clark: You have every reason to be upset, Garrett.

Garrett: The thing is, it just doesn't make any sense.  Vince?

Vince: It's me, runt.

Garrett:  Vince?! I can't believe it!

Clark: Wait, I don't understand. We both saw you. You were pronounced dead.

Vince: I guess they were wrong.

Clark: Well, there's got to be an explanation.

Vince: All I know is when I woke up, I was in a lab and this woman doctor with a needle the size of Kansas was standing over me.  Come on, runt. We have to get out of here.

Clark: Wait, we should get you to a doctor.

Vince: No more doctors or labs. Garrett and I have to fall off the radar.

Clark: Why? Who's after you?

Vince: I don't know, but...

Clark: Will you tell me where the lab is?

Vince:  Uh... it's, uh, it's somewhere in Metropolis.

Clark: Are you okay?

Vince: Garrett, let's roll.

Garrett: Vince?  Your eyes. They're bleeding.  Vince?  Vince?! What's happening to him?!

Vince: Aah!

Garrett: Vince! No!

Garrett: Clark! You have to help him, please!

Yeager:   No, I-I don't know how to explain it. This man was dead yesterday.

Clark: He said he was revived at a lab in Metropolis.

Yeager: Well, whatever they did, it was short term. I'm afraid he's not gonna be able to last much longer. His liver is rapidly deteriorating.

Garrett: Dr. Yeager, just call the lab and tell them to give him more of whatever he got.

Yeager: I have no idea what lab you're talking about.

Garrett:   Don't hold out on me. I'm not gonna stand here while my brother dies again.

Yeager: Look, I've never had a patient come back to life before. I'm just as confounded as you are. But I promise you, we're doing everything we can to keep your brother alive.

Technician: All right, here we go.

Garrett: I'm not sure coming back here was such a great idea.

Clark: There's no other place to take him, Garrett. At least here they can stabilize him.

Garrett: I can't lose him twice, Clark.

Clark:  How's Dad doing?

Jonathan:  I feel like I'm being prepped for a Thanksgiving dinner, and I'm the turkey.

Clark: You'll have a good scar to brag about. 

Martha: Clark, what's happening with Garrett's brother?

Clark: He's going downhill fast, and the doctors, they don't know what to do. But he mentioned this lab in Metropolis. If I could find it, maybe I could figure out what cured him.

Jonathan: You need to go help your friend, Clark.

Clark: No, Dad, I'm not leaving you.

Jonathan: Clark, I'm in very capable hands here, and... honestly, you're not very good at sitting on the sidelines.

Martha: Garrett and Vince need you, Clark.

Clark:  Yeah, but--

Jonathan: Son, if there is any chance that you could save your friend's life, then that's what you need to do.

Clark gets very serious, sentimental.

Clark: Dad, I want you to know...

Jonathan:   I do know, Clark.  And I love you too.  Now go on. Help your friend.

Lana: Clark. I thought you and your mom could use some moral support.   And a little sustenance.

Clark: Thanks, Lana. My mom hasn't eaten all day. I'm sure she'll appreciate it. Um, I'll be back soon.

Lana: Is everything all right?

Clark:   Do you know Garrett Davis?

Lana: Sure. He and Vince used to come by the Talon.

Clark: Yeah, well, Vince came down with this rare liver disease, and he needed a transplant.

Lana: I'm guessing from the past tense that he never got it.

Clark: No, he died yesterday. Then last night, he showed up at my barn.

Lana:  He came back to life?

Clark: He seemed completely fine until he started bleeding from his eyes.

Lana:   I've seen that before. With Adam, I-I found this obituary that said he died five months ago from a rare liver disease.

Clark: Did you tell anyone?  Why not?

Lana: Adam said if I told anyone, they could be in danger.

Clark:  Where is Adam now?

Lana: I don't know. He disappeared. I haven't seen him in more than a week.

Clark: Listen, Vince mentioned he got an injection. Did Adam ever take anything?

Lana: Yeah. At first, I thought it was because he was a drug addict, but maybe that's what was keeping him alive.

Vince: Hey, runt.

Garrett: Vince.  Vince. I'm sorry.

Vince: What are you talking about? I have a disease. None of this is your fault.

Garrett: But if it weren't for me, you could've had such a better life. You would've married and had kids of your own instead of worrying about me. 

Vince: Garrett, I wouldn't have done it any different. Even if you are a runt. 

Yeager: Garrett? 

Yeager: There's not much else we can do at this point except make him comfortable. Now might be a good time to say your goodbyes.

Garrett:  I'm not saying goodbye to anybody.

Yeager: Son, I-I know this is hard.

Garrett: I'm not gonna let him die. Do you hear me? I'm not gonna let him die!

Martha: They'll be here any minute.

Jonathan: Martha, you and I both know there's a chance that things could go south in there.

Martha:  Don't say that, please.

Jonathan: Now, there's no doubt in my mind that you and Clark can take good care of each other, but you have to remember our promise.  When he's ready, you have to let him go.

Martha:  When that day comes, you'll be standing right beside me.

Scanlan: We're ready.

Chloe: You know, Clark, I can totally run with this if you want to go be with your dad.

Clark: It's all right. He knows I'm here. Besides, it takes my mind off the fact that I can't do anything for him.

Chloe puts a hand on Clark's shoulder.

Chloe: Everything's gonna be okay.

Clark: We need to figure out what brought Vince back to life.

Chloe:  Well, it looks like my contact at Metropolis General e-mailed me.  The only organ donors who arrived yesterday were both females.

Clark: That means the Medivac chopper took Garrett's brother somewhere else.

Chloe: Seems that Fly Boy is the one to talk to.

Clark: Are you Ben Powell?

Ben:  What's it to you?

Clark: Where'd you take that body yesterday?

Ben: Look, uh, I don't know what kind of game you think you're playing, but I'm an emergency medical pilot.

Clark: You left here to take a body to Metropolis General, and that body never arrived. Now, I'm not a lawyer, but I'm willing to guess you could do some pretty serious jail time for using a Medivac helicopter for your own profit.

Ben: What do you want?

Clark: Take me where you took Vincent Davis.

Clark: What is this place?

Ben: They pay me cash. I don't ask questions.

Teng: Who's there?

Lex: I thought I'd never see you again.

Teng: What are you doing here?

Lex: So this is where you were deported to. I can only imagine the moves you used to sway the immigration officer.

Teng:   How did you get past security?

Lex: As I'm sure you're well aware, this building is owned by LuthorCorp. Family name tends to open doors.

Lex: Now, this looks familiar. It's identical to the vial found in Adam Knight's apartment.

Teng: It's a very delicate substance. If you don't leave at once, I'm notifying your father.

Lex:  Can't you just send me to the principal instead? I offered to fund your research, Doctor. You turned your back on me. Now, I suggest you tell me the origin of your little blood platelet cocktail, or I'll make sure the I.N.S. reserves you a window seat on the next flight to Pyongyang. Something tells me they don't look too kindly on North Koreans doing illegal research on American soil.

Teng: Where did it go? What did you just do?

Nurse: Are you ready to proceed?

Scanlan: Yes. Go ahead and start it. I want two more milligrams of potassium chloride in the IV.

Nurse: Yes, Doctor.

Scanlan: Vitals?

Nurse: Pulse is leveled off at 80.

Nurse #2: BP 120 over 70.

Nurse #3: EKG normal.

Scanlan: Blood ox.?

Nurse: 98% of normal.

Scanlan: Okay, Jonathan, we're gonna have you out of here in no time.

Martha:   I suppose all we can do now is wait.

Lana:  Mr. Kent's strong. He's gonna fight through this.

Martha:  Pete.

Pete: I wasn't sure if you guys wanted your space, but at the end of the day, I thought I should be here.

Martha:  Oh, I'm so glad you came.

Pete: Where's Clark?

Martha: He'll be right back.

Pete: Oh.

Garrett: Dr. Yeager!

Garrett: Where is Dr. Yeager?! I want to speak to Dr. Yeager!

Yeager: Just what do you think you're doing?

Garrett: My brother needs a liver.  So I figure now you'll get him one.

Martha:  Garrett, this isn't gonna solve anything.

Garrett: Don't come any closer.  If you want anyone to leave this building with their limbs attached, you better make sure my brother gets that transplant.

Clark: Sheriff!

Officer: Whoa, just hold it!

Adams: Hey, not now, Mr. Kent. You know, if you can't tell, I am a little busy here.

Clark: My parents are in there. My dad's having surgery. Please. What's going on?

Adams:  Let him go.  There is a kid in there who is gonna blow this place to Kingdom Come unless his brother gets a transplant.

Clark: Garrett Davis?

Adams: You know him?

Clark: His brother doesn't need a transplant. I have medicine that can cure him.

Adams: And where'd you get this wonder drug?

Clark: It doesn't matter. Please, if you tell him I have this, we can prevent anyone from getting hurt.   Sheriff, I know him. He's just desperate.

Adams: Well desperate equals dangerous in my book.

Clark: Sheriff, please. Just get him on the phone. He'll talk to me.

Pete: We have a serious problem. Clark can't help us in here. That bomb is laced with meteor rock. His family uses it for their demolition business. More bang for their buck.

Garrett: Mrs. Kent, you're a nice lady. I don't want to hurt you.

Martha: Don't do this, Garrett. It's not what your brother would want.

Garrett: I know exactly what my brother wanted. A transplant and to see me graduate high school, and I'm gonna make sure he gets both of those, even if I have to be locked up when I get that diploma.  Yeah?

Clark: Garrett, it's Clark. Listen, I tracked down the lab they took Vince to, and I grabbed a vial of the medicine that they gave him. I'm holding it right here in my hand.

Garrett: Why should I trust you?

Clark: Because I've done nothing but try to help you.

Garrett: Okay. Come in, but just you.

Adams: No. I will not allow that. I will get one of my deputies to bring it in.

Garrett: It's Clark or no one!

Clark:  You have to let the hostages go.  That's the only way they're even gonna think about letting me in.

Martha: Clark!

Clark: Mom, you okay?

Martha: I'm fine. Look, your father's still in the operating room. Clark, Garrett means what he says.

Clark: I just need to get this medicine to Vince, then I'll take care of the bomb.

Martha: Clark, you may not be able to. It's made with kryptonite. Be careful.

Adams:  There is too much at stake here. You find a good vantage point. You get a clean shot, you take him out.

Clark: Garrett!

Garrett: Where is it?

Clark:  It's right here.

Garrett: What are you doing?

Clark: Garrett, you have a bomb strapped to your chest. I prefer to just keep my distance.

Garrett: Is it supposed to do this?

Clark: I don't know.

Garrett: Doctor?   I need you to give my brother an injection of this in his chest.

Yeager: What is this?

Garrett: Just do it!

Clark: Please, just do it.

Garrett: What are you waiting for? Hurry!

Garrett: How long is it supposed to take, Clark?

Clark: I'm not sure. 

Yeager: There's no change in his vitals?

Garrett: It's not working? You lied to me, Clark.

Clark: No, I didn't.

Garrett: That's it. My brother is getting a liver now.

Yeager: We don't have one, Garrett.

Garrett: Yes, you do. You've got a man lying in the O.R.

Clark: That's my dad!

Garrett: I don't have another choice!

Clark: No, you're not touching him!

Garrett: Clark!  You'll still have a mom. If Vince dies, I have no one.

Yeager: Son, the chances of success are very low.

Garrett: Just go.   Now!

Clark:   Doctor, you can't do this.

Yeager: I know I can't. But there are 20 other patients in this building. I don't know what to do.

Clark: You don't want to do this, Garrett.

Garrett: I'm sorry, Clark.

Scanlan:  Is everyone all right? Everything stable? Let's continue.

Teng: Your father wanted to cut off his medication. He said Adam Knight's role in the project was done, but I couldn't do it. It was barbaric. It would've killed him.

Lex: That's why you've hidden him down here from my father. Why didn't you just keep the kid on the medicine?

Teng: The platelets are in extremely short supply.

Lex: You still haven't told me where these blood platelets come from.

Teng: I don't know. Why would I lie to you? You're my only way out from your father's grip. But I do know they have the remarkable ability to revivify necrotic tissue.

Lex: So why is it that all the subjects suffer from the same liver disease?

Teng: The cells in the liver are the most resilient cells in the body.  I want you to relax, Adam. It's me, Dr. Teng.

Lex: What's wrong with him?

Teng: He's deteriorating. I told your father not to rush the serum's development. But he wouldn't listen.

Lex: I don't think it's gonna get much cleaner.

Lana: What brings you to the far reaches of the Talon?

Lex: Well, I thought I might be able to find a clue to the former tenant's whereabouts.

Lana: Why? He's gone. That's what's important.

Lex: You wouldn't happen to know where he is, would you?

Lana: Nope. I just want to forget that he ever lived here.

Lex: Yeah, I can see that. Lana, is there something you're not telling me?

Lana:  No. Of course not.   I guess I'm gonna have to put all this stuff in storage.

Lex:  Look, I want you to know, if you ever feel like talking about Adam, I'm always here.  Lex.  Why are you still interested in him, anyway?

Lex: You came to me and asked if I could get him out of your life. I'm just following up and making sure he stays that way.

Jonathan: Hey, uh, thanks for the lift. I think I can take it from here.

Martha: Easy, Jonathan. The doctor said to stand slowly.

Jonathan:  If I stand any slower, I'll be standing still.

Martha:  Thank you so much for everything. Buh-bye.

Jonathan: Hey, Clark, it's all right, son. The doctor says that the worst of this is behind me.  Hey, Clark? What's bothering you, son?

Clark: When I went to pick up the vial for Vince, Lex was there. He was talking to one of the scientists. From their conversation, it sounds like Lionel Luthor is behind all of it.

Jonathan:  Now, why doesn't that surprise me?

Clark: Dad, when that serum got close to the kryptonite bomb, it reacted the same way as my blood.

Martha: So you're saying the serum...

Clark: I know. It sounds crazy, but I think that Lionel Luthor has found a way to use my blood to bring people back to life. 

Clark: If my blood can save lives, maybe I should come forward. What if there's something inside me that can repair dad's heart permanently?

Jonathan: Clark, your mother and I both know that you are gonna save a lot of lives in this world, even more than you have any idea.

Clark: The only life I'm interested in saving is yours.

Jonathan:  You do. You save my life every day that you're with us.  And we wouldn't trade that for a single moment without you.

Clark: Hey.

Lana: Hey, how's your dad feeling?

Clark: You'd never know he just had a triple bypass. My mom actually bought the doctor a combat helmet as a thank you gift.

Lana:  Only your dad could survive surgery during a siege.

Clark: I talked to Garrett's uncle. He wanted to know what happened.

Lana: What did you say?

Clark: Well, I couldn't explain Vince's resurrection, but I told him that Garrett was a good kid. You know, he was desperate. He wanted to do whatever he could to save his brother.

Lana: I should've said something about Adam sooner. I feel so guilty.

Clark: None of this was your fault.

Lana: Still, I let him threaten me into silence.

Clark: Because you knew it would put people in danger. I understand keeping secrets for that reason.

Lana: Well, it was really hard keeping it from everyone. It was kind of a relief to tell you.

Clark: Lana, no matter where we stand, I'm still your friend, and you can tell me anything.

Lana: You know that goes both ways.  Clark.  What do you think was in that serum?

Clark: I have no idea.

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