Jeremiah: Professor, why do we let Luthor do this? Look at this place. He's done
nothing but defile our holy ground.
Joseph: History has taught us to walk among our
enemies.
Jeremiah: While they walk all over us?
Joseph: I understand your anger, Jeremiah, but we
have no access to these caves without his permission.
Lionel: Mr. Willowbrook, thank you
for coming on such short notice. I, um, I didn't realize you'd be, uh, bringing
someone with you, though.
Joseph: This is Jeremiah Holdsclaw, future leader of the Kawatche
people and one of my brightest graduate students.
Lionel: Ah.
Joseph: He may be able to
help identify the artifact.
Lionel: Jeremiah, it's an honor to meet you.
Lionel: Perhaps you can
show us what you found.
Lionel: Yes, of course. Miriam. What do you, uh, what do you make of
this, Professor?
Jeremiah: Incredible. Palac.
Lionel: Palac. What is palac?
Joesph: Ancient
traditional cookware.
Lionel: Cookware.
Joseph: A beautiful example.
Lionel: Jeremiah? What do you think
it is?
Jeremiah: I think the professor is right. But I think we should take it back to the
museum to properly study it.
Lionel: No, no, it can't leave the cave, not until I've had
it thoroughly analyzed. Miriam.
Jeremiah: If you are the friend of the Kawatches that you
claim to be, then why won't you let us take it now?
Lionel: Professor, would you give me
the artifact?
Joseph: Jeremiah, you're embarrassing me.
Jeremiah: Professor, this is
ancient Kawatche soil. Everything in here belongs to us.
Lionel: No. No!!
[ Screaming ]
Lionel: Give it to me. Give me the knife, Jeremiah. No! Find him. And
bring me that knife.
Clark: Professor Willowbrook?
Joseph: Those are alot of steps for an old man climb.
Clark: Yeah. I'm sorry I haven't seen you lately. Between the farm and school, I ..
Joseph: No need to make excuse, Naman. Don't worry. You're secret is safe with me.
Clark: I'm not Naman. It's just a story on a cave wall.
Joseph: Until last night, I believed that, too.
Clark: What happened last night?
Joseph: Your destiny was revealed.
Clark: It's called palac. The Starblade. It's been missing for 500 years.
Jonathan: Until Lionel Luthor unearthed it
Clark: It's supposed to shine a light on the true Segeeth so Naman
can identify and destroy his greatest enemy.
Jonathan: And Willowbrook came to you because he think's you're Naman.
Clark: Dad, you should've seen the way he looked at me. It was kind of overwhelming.
Jonathan: Clark, he thinks you're the savior of his people. That's a lot to shoulder, even for you.
Clark: Yeah, but I'm not. I mean, I can barely take
care of myself.
Jonathan: Sit down. You can't allow yourself to get all tied up in
prophecies written on a cave wall.
Clark: Except some of the prophecies are starting to
come true.
Jonathan: What?
Clark: One of Willowbrook's students some how got a hold of the blade,
and it has given him powers.
Jonathan: What exactly are we talking about here, Clark?
Clark: So
far, strength, speed, and he's bulletproof.
Jonathan: How is that possible?
Clark: The kawatche
were charged with the blade's safe keeping. If one of them is holding it, they're
given the power to protect it until they can deliver it to the true Naman.
Jonathan: Clark... I had your abilities only for a short time. Believe me, having all
that power was very intoxicating.
Clark: You don't think Jeremiah's going to give it
back.
Jonathan: No. Clark, you gotta find him and stop him before Lionel Luthor gets ahold of it.
Pete: Why won't you
listen to me? I told you I don't want to talk about it.
Chloe: Note to self -- forward
all telemarketing calls to Pete. You want to tell me what that was about?
Pete: It was
nothing.
Chloe: Did you pull an all-nighter, or do you just find changing clothes every
day a little too cliché?
Pete: I was little laundry impaired this morning.
Chloe: How Bohemian
of you. Hey, do you want to cover the gymnastics try outs?
Pete: Oh, I'm sorry, can
you find someone else?
Chloe: Pete Ross passing up the opportunity to ogle Smallville High's women in spandex?
Pete: Look, I just can't do it, okay?
[ Bell rings ]
Pete: I gotta get to class.
Chloe: Well, hang on a second, and I'll walk
with you. Or not.
Lex: Dad, I came as soon as I heard.
Lionel: Lex.
Lex: Are you all right?
Lionel: Yeah.
Would you, uh, excuse us, please? Yeah, I'm fine, son. I've just, uh, bruised a
few ribs, that's all.
Lex: There are rumors floating around that the person who attacked
you was holding an ancient Kawatche artifact that supposedly gave him superhuman
strength and speed.
Lionel: Well, if that were true, wouldn't that be a prize? Is that
why you've come?
Lex: I don't live in the past anymore, Dad. Someone told me it was a
weakness. Given your recent mishaps in the cave, maybe you should start following
your own advice. Dad, why don't you let me use some of my law enforcement relationships to track this guy
down?
Lionel: Considering what you and I have been going through recently, this...filial
concern of yours is.. is touching and a little surprising. Who are you, Lex?
Lex: Dad,
no matter what our differences, I'm always going to be concerned about your
well-being.
Lionel: You know, Lex, the only thing more bruised than my ribs is my ego. Any
more publicity would only embarrass me. So...the cave. What do you say? Let's
let the matter drop, all right? Chloe: You didn't get in?
Lana: No. No, I got accepted. They
turned down my financial aid, which means I can't go.
Chloe: Well, wait a minute. Before you commit yourself to pouring
lattes in the sunflower state, why don't you talk to Lex?
Lana: Chloe, I'm not asking Lex for a loan.
Chloe: Why not? You know he would happily lend it to you.
Lana: I wanted to do
this on my own.
Chloe: Well, selfishly, I would be glad if you decided to stay. But if
Lex were in your shoes, do you honestly think that he would let one
bump in the road deter him from pursuing his dreams? Call him. Lex: Here for the
prospective students tour, Clark?
Clark: Did you do this?
Lex: What possible reason would I
have to ransack the office of an obscure teaching assistant?
Clark: Then tell me
why you're here.
Lex: You first.
Clark: Jeremiah was going to help me with a term paper.
Lex: Term
paper. So your visit doesn't have anything to do with the fact
that he went ballistic in the caves last night and absconded with a
sacred Kawatche artifact?
Clark: I didn't know.
Lex: I'm surprised. I mean, you usually
keep such a close eye on everything that happens in the caves... for those term
papers you're always writing.
Clark: You still haven't told me why you're here.
Lex: Well,
according to the legend of Naman and Segeeth, this missing artifact
bestows extraordinary abilities on whoever possesses it.
Clark: You don't really believe
that.
Lex: I like to keep my mind open to extreme possibilities.
Clark: You're starting to
sound like your father.
Lex: I guess I should be offended, but, uh, but it looks like
he's beaten us both to the punch. Tell me something, Clark. Do you have any
idea what this might be? Oh. If you find your friend, tell him I'd like to meet
him. And good luck with your term paper.
Joseph: Even if I knew where he
was, what makes you think he'd listen to me?
Lionel: But as I understand it, you're not
only his academic advisor, but you're his, uh, spiritual counselor, as well, yes?
So why not just explain to him that the Starblade isn't his to keep?
Joseph: What do you
know about it?
Lionel: I've read your writings, Professor.
Joseph: Well, it doesn't belong to you,
either.
Lionel: You know, I have a considerable amount of influence around here, yes?
Joseph: Is
that a threat?
Lionel: No, of course not. But I'm fascinated by your work. I'm thinking
about giving your department a sizable grant so you can continue your research.
Joseph: Don't tell me an educated man like you puts stock in old Indian legends.
Lionel: Professor, you and I both saw what Jeremiah did in the
cave. I've suspected for some time that there are special human beings who are
capable of feats like that. Now I know I'm right.
Joseph: If you've read my work, you
also know that the blade will crumble if the wrong person touches it.
Lionel: Yes. Segeeth.
Who is he?
Joseph: According to legend, he's the bearer of darkness.
Lionel: Clark. Well,
this is a coincidence. It's nice to see you. Professor.
Clark: What did he want?
Joesph: The
same thing you do, Naman.
Clark: Professor, please stop calling me that.
Joseph: One who denies his
destiny can bring about as much pain and suffering as your greatest enemy.
Clark: Please, professor, I'm just here to help. I don't want Jeremiah to hurt anyone,
including himself. This mural was painted on the blinds in his office. I tried
drawing it.
Joseph: Clark, that's the slumbering place, the burial ground where the
ancient Kawatche used to perform death rituals. Jeremiah is writing his
dissertation about it. Does it still exist?
[ Car doors slam ]
Joseph: Jeremiah!
Jeremiah: Jeremiah doesn't exist any more, Professor.
Joseph: You
can't allow the power of the blade to cloud your judgment.
Jeremiah: It's made things very
clear.
Joseph: Your duty is to protect the blade for Naman. He's Naman.
Jeremiah: Him? He's not
even Kawatche.
Clark: Look, it doesn't really matter who I am. The blade is
dangerous, Jeremiah.
Jeremiah: It's given me the strength of 10 men. I can shoot fire from my
eyes. Don't you see, Professor? I am Naman.
Joseph: You're misinterpreting the prophecy, Jeremiah.
Jeremiah: All these years I've listened to you, but now I can see you've held me
back. You're afraid that I've become more powerful than you.
Clark: Jeremiah, it's the
blade, it's corrupting you. Just put it down.
Jeremiah: I don't take orders from anyone. I will be
the savior of my people. I will bring Segeeth here and kill him!
Clark: You don't even
know who Segeeth is. You could kill an innocent person.
Jeremiah: The man I want is far from
innocent. Stay out of my way, false prophet.
Jonathan: Clark, you have any idea where he went?
Clark: I'm pretty sure he's
going after Lionel Luthor.
Jonathan: Because he thinks Lionel is Segeeth.
Martha: I remember when you
first learned about all this from Kyla. She said -- thanks -- she said Segeeth was
supposed to start out as one of the good guys.
Clark: The prophecy isn't written down.
It's part of an oral tradition, so it's open to a million
different interpretations.
Martha: What's your interpretation?
Clark: I don't know. Professor Willowbrook thinks that I'm Naman. Jor-El wants me to be some sort of Kryptonian
warrior. I just want to be Clark Kent.
Jonathan: Well, you are Clark Kent, and like it or
not, you're the only one who can stop this kid.
Clark: We need to warn Lionel.
Jonathan: No.
Martha: Jonathan, you just said --
Jonathan: I don't want to give Lionel any information that can
help him find this weapon before Clark does. Son, what you need to do is you need
to find Jeremiah before he kills Lionel.
Clark: Dad, even if I do find Jeremiah, I don't
know how to get the knife away from him.
Jonathan: Well, if he does have all of your
abilities, there's a good chance that he has your weakness, too. Woman: Now, I know
what you're going to say. This faux egyptian decor is terribly tacky, so I'm going
to need you to just use your imagination and you will see the potential, okay? And keep in mind
--location, location, location.
Lana: Hi, can I help you?
Woman: Yes, Earl Grey, please, and
whatever my client wants. Take a look --up on the second floor, there's a very
nice living space, office.
Lana: I think there's been a misunderstanding. The Talon's
not for sale.
Woman: Well, it is, dear. Lex Luthor hired me to sell it.
Lana: Excuse me. I'm
part owner. He can't just --
Woman: Take it up with him. Lana: You can't just sell the Talon without consulting me.
Lex: I thought that's what you wanted so you could
afford to go to paris.
Lana: No, I asked you to buy me out of my share. I didn't ask
you to sell the building.
Lex: Either way, you get the money.
Lana: I put my heart and
soul into that place, Lex. My friends hang out there. It's a sanctuary for them.
I do not want it turned into a Kinko's.
Lex: Lana, this may
come as a shock to you, but the Talon's not exactly a cash cow. And, personally, I
have no interest in the coffee business. I t's much more profitable to sell the
building.
Lana: If the Talon is such a terrible investment, then why did you keep
it this long?
Lex: I thought that was obvious. I did it for you. I spend so much time
swimming with wall street sharks and boardroom barracudas that it's been nice to
come up for air every so often with someone as honest and pure-hearted as you. In
some ways, you're the best partner I've ever had.
Lana: Thank you, Lex.
Lex: But you're
leaving. And you're irreplaceable. So why hang onto something that's over?
Unless, of course, this is really about you having second thoughts.
Lana: What? No. I --
Lex: Because you got to ask yourself, Lana, Who
are you? Are you a small town girl, content to spend her days gossiping in a
coffee shop with her friends, or are you the girl who goes to Paris?
Clark: What do you
want?
Lionel: The same thing as you. To ensure the well-being of the Kawatche people.
Clark: Then stop pillaging their caves. But who rightfully owns the cave, Clark? Your
family? They seem to believe they do.
Lionel: That's funny. I could say the same
thing about you.
[ Sighs ]
Lionel: You want me to leave the Kawatche alone, deliver a message for me. Tell
them to return the stolen artifact.
Clark: Well, I'd be careful if I were you. They say
that artifact is dangerous.
Lionel: Acquiring anything valuable always involves a certain
amount of risk, and I believe that... that knife is valuable, in more ways that
one.
Clark: What are you talking about?
Lionel: We'll have to run tests, of course, to be sure,
but I believe that that Starblade is forged from the same metal as the octagonal
key. It might be possible to use the metal from the knife to create a duplicate.
Clark: I thought the original was still in the cave wall.
Lionel: My scientists haven't been able
to find it.
Clark: You honestly believe that I'd help you?
Lionel: Why are we playing games, Clark? You're as eager as I am to
unlock the mysteries of the cave.
Clark: Even I wanted to help you the Kawatche
don't take orders from me.
Lionel: Don't be modest. I'm sure they believe, as I do, you're
a very... special young man. They'll believe you. You can also tell the professor
that I can turn from being a loyal ally to his very formidable nemesis in a
heartbeat.
Clark: The friend who becomes the enemy.
Lionel: I beg your pardon?
Clark: Mr. Luthor, those
caves may not belong to my family, but this barn does, so get out.
Clark: Professor. Have
you found jeremiah?
Joseph: Not yet, but I have an idea.
Clark: I need your help.
Joseph: I'm at your service, Naman.
Clark: I know you want to believe it, but I'm not your savior. I mean,
did you ever think that Jeremiah really is Naman? He has all the
abilities fore told in the prophecy, and he's going to try and kill Segeeth.
Joseph: True. But he did not fall from the sky in a rain
of fire. Jeremiah's desperate to be someone he's not, and you are desperate not to
be someone you are.
Clark: Professor, I may be confused about who I am, but one thing
I'm not is a killer.
Joseph: You'd be surprised what you're capable of when the time
comes. Now, how can I help you?
Clark: If I can't find Jeremiah, maybe I can get him to
come to me. Do you have any way to contact him?
Joseph: I could try to pass him a message
through other members of the tribe. But after last night, I doubt if he'll listen to me.
Clark: That
depends on the message.
Clark: What are you doing here?
Jeremiah: Professor Willowbrook sent me a
message. He told me that after he saw what I can do, he knew he was wrong. I'm the
true Naman.
Clark: I never claimed to be Naman.
Jeremiah: Liar. Willowbrook says you're a false
prophet, that before I kill Segeeth, I have to kill you. What's this?
Lionel: Danny, what's
-- what's happening? Danny, why have we stopped? Danny?
Chloe: Hey. I thought I had the
monopoly on burning the candle at both ends.
Pete: Actually, I was just heading to the
"Torch" to print out my term paper.
Chloe: Oh...yeah. What good are extracurriculars if
you can't milk 'em for office supplies? Just, um, lock up when you're done and try and
turn everything off, okay?
Pete: Okay.
Chloe: Oh, hey, I saw your mom at the courthouse. You
didn't tell me she was up for federal judgeship.
Pete: Actually, she doesn't have the
job yet.
Chloe: Oh, but, I mean, with her record, she's a shoo-in. I was talking to a
couple of people --
Pete: You don't stop until you get your scoop, do you?
Chloe: I was just
trying to show a little interest in your life. I'm your friend, Pete. I'm not just
some random reporter.
Pete: You see, that --that's the problem. You're both, and it's
pretty obvious which one comes first.
Chloe: What's with you, Pete?
Pete: Not everything is
public domain, Chloe. Now I understand why clark gets so mad at you for trying to
bust into his private life.
Chloe: Here. Jonathan: Clark?
Martha: Clark?
[ Gasps ]
Martha: Clark!! Jonathan, he barely has a pulse.
Jonathan: Help me get him over.
Martha: Sweetie. Oh, god...
Jonathan: Martha, why don't you go get something to help stop the
bleeding, sweetheart? You better --you better hurry, sweetheart. Come on, Clark.
Martha: Oh... jonathan. How did you --
Jonathan: I have no idea.
Clark: Mom? Dad?
Martha: Oh, sweetheart, thank
god.
Clark: What happened?
Martha: We found you bleeding to death.
Clark: The blade must've been made of Kryptonian metal. I guess my body healed itself.
Martha: Actually... your father did it.
Clark: How?
Jonathan: I have no idea, Clark. One minute I was over
you trying to stop the blood, and the next minute you were healed.
Clark: You saved my
life.
Jonathan: I didn't save your life, son. I was just the vessel.
Clark: For Jor-El?
Martha: However it
happened, we should be grateful.
Clark: He's not done with either of us, is he?
Jonathan: Clark, Lex called last night. Jeremiah has Lionel.
Clark: I know where they are. I'll go.
Martha: Clark.
Jeremiah tried to kill you.
Jonathan: Martha. Let him go.
Jeremiah: Now, Segeeth. You will bring no
more darkness to my people. I don't know how you survived. But you won't do it
twice.
Lex: Dad!
Lionel: Lex... Jeremiah...Where's Jeremiah?
Lex: I don't know, Dad.
But I'm going to get you out of here before he comes back. Come on. Clark: According to Chloe's sources, the doctors at Belle Reve think that Jeremiah may
never come out of his coma. I guess having all those abilities really took a
toll on his body.
Jonathan: Well, son, at least we know that the knife won't ever hurt you or
anybody else again.
Clark: It also means the prophecy came true. The blade glowed, then
disintegrated when they touched it, which means either Lionel or Lex is my
greatest enemy.
Martha: Did you see which one grabbed it first?
Clark: No. But I don't need a
blade to tell me that Lionel Luthor's a bad person.
Martha: If you're going to believe this
legend, you have to face the possibility that it could be Lex.
Clark: I'm not ready to do
that.
Jonathan: Clark. The Kawatche think that you're a savior. Jor-El
wants you to be a conqueror. Now, knife or not, you can't let other people tell
you what to be.
Clark: Who do you think I'll become?
Jonathan: I don't know. You can be the
world's greatest hero or its most mild-mannered citizen, but the only person who
can write your story... is you. Lex: Is this where they're holding the partnership
meeting?
Lana: We got another offer. Chloe and her dad.
Lana: I never would've predicted that
one. They want to keep the place exactly as it is and let me stay on as part
owner, so, uh, I can go back to work when I get home from school in Paris.
Lex: Sounds
too good to pass up.
Lana: I turned them down.
Lex: Without consulting me?
Lana: I don't think Chloe was ever really interested in running the
place, anyway. I think she was just having some trouble letting
go of the past, but, um... I don't want anything pulling me back to
Smallville. I thought about what you said, Lex. About who I
am and, um, I decided. I'm the girl that goes to Paris. Pete: Chloe, What are you doing here?
Chloe: I think I should
be asking you that.
Pete: Give me a minute, and I'll get out of your way.
Chloe: You know, when
my parents split, I hid out in the garage. I didn't have my driver's license yet.
Your mom called today. She asked me if I'd seen you, and I said I hadn't. She
tried to brush it off, said you were probably hanging out with Clark. But you weren't.
Pete: Mystery solved.
Chloe: Yeah, but I'm
guessing that you didn't tell me about your mom's job offer because it wasn't a
good thing, is it?
Pete: I thought she'd turn it down right away. But it doesn't look
like that's going to happen.
Chloe: Well, having been through my own version of...
divorce court, I know how difficult it can be. Do you think there's any
chance that they'll work it out?
Pete: My dad's helping her move to Wichita. I guess I
just didn't realize how bad it was between them. This just seems like an
excuse for her to leave. It just feels like it's somebody else's life and not
mine. Lex: Surprise. You know, I've been thinking a lot about this prophecy. I've got a
new interpretation. Want to hear it?
Clark: Sure.
Lex: May I? This Naman guy is supposed to come from the stars,
have the power of 10 men, and shoot fire from his eyes, right?
Clark: It's just an
allegory, Lex.
Lex: I know. But if one person could do all that, he would be a
formidable enemy. He could conquer the world. He could become a tyrant if nobody
kept him in check. So I've been thinking. Anybody who'd be willing to fight him
would have to be pretty brave. Clark... did it ever occur to you that maybe the
hero of the story... is Segeeth
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Miriam. What do you, uh, what do you make of
this, Professor? 
h, but I'm not. I mean, I can barely take
care of myself. 
Clark: So
far, strength, speed, and he's bulletproof. 
some of my law enforcement relationships to track this guy
down? 
So your visit doesn't have anything to do with the fact
that he went ballistic in the caves last night and absconded with a
sacred Kawatche artifact? 
Clark: You're starting to
sound like your father. 
Lionel: Clark. Well,
this is a coincidence. It's nice to see you. Professor. 
Just put it down. 
What's your interpretation? 
and you will see the potential, okay? And keep in mind
--location, location, location. 
I do not want it turned into a Kinko's. 
Just, um, lock up when you're done and try and
turn everything off, okay? 
But you weren't. 
