Original Air Date on April 6th, 2006

[ Foot tapping ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Lance: You're late. Hope there wasn't a problem with the cash.

Lana: No, the money wasn't the problem. I had to ditch my roommate. You don't know my roommate. Here, $2,000, the rest of my savings.

Lance: No worries, lana, we're just about fixed for your fix. This is not a drug trip.

Ally: Relax, Lance, just a little syringe speak humor. I wasn't implying that it's hallucination.

Lance: Damn straight. This little cocktail is my lock on a nobel prize. And a big, fat deal with the pharmaceutical company.

Lana: I want to stay down longer this time. Two minutes.

Lance: Forget it. It's too dangerous. Come on, lance.

Lana: It's only 20 seconds longer than last time, and I almost found them. What could it hurt?

Ally: I've been down almost as long. You know you can bring her back.

Lana: Mom ... dad. Oh, my god. I never thought I'd see you again. I've missed you so much.

Mom: Oh, we've missed you, too, honey.

Lana: I've just been so confused. I didn't know where to turn.

Dad: We know how hard it's been.

Lana: I loved him so much. I thought I could handle it.

Mom: We're here for you, Lana.

Lana: Nooo! Nooo! I got her!

Lance: Chill, lana. Chill. You're good. Back am ong the living. You were gone too long. We almost didn't get you back.

Lana: Wait, it wasn't long enough. I have to go back.

Chloe: Clark, we've got a problem. Fast but oddly formal. Usually when I say it's urgent, you whip in here without the least regard for my pricy.

Clark: I didn't want to disturb you.

Chloe: Don't worry, Lana's not here. Actually, she didn't come home at all last night. It's not another guy. She's just been hanging out with these med students, and they keep really wicked hours. But you know, Clark, it will happen. Eventually, she will find someone else. She deserves to be happy.

Clark: What's our crisis?

Chloe: Mass destruction and death in Central America and the possibility that you former Professor Milton Fine is involved.

Clark: He's d*ad.

Chloe: I know we thought we saw him die, but the only thing we're really sure of is that he disappeared, and so did that ship.

Clark: Where'd you get this?

Chloe: A source tipped me off.

Clark: Catch you later, Lana.

Lana: Yeah. Sorry. You guys are friends. It was bound to happen sometime, right?

Chloe: Um, I didn't think you'd be back. So, should I even bother asking you what you were up to last night?

Lana: Just hanging out, Chloe. It was no big deal.

Chloe: Maybe not. But it doesn't really look like all-nighters agree with you. Are you okay?

Lana: I'm okay.

Chloe: 'Cause you don't look okay. Lana, I know that Clark's breakup has been really difficult but ...

Lana: Chloe, it's not like someone died, all right? People break up every day. It's not a big deal. I'll get over it.

Martha: In short, this minor tax increase can make a major difference in our public schools.

Repoter: Senator, how do you feel about Clayton's allegations that your proposal will drain money from your constituents while failing to help schools?

Martha: I'd be more than happy to respond to the congressman's concerns should Congressman Clayton care to ask me in person. Thank you very much for coming.

[ Scattered applause ]

Lionel: Nice strategy, Senator. When att*cked, don't hesitate, come out fighting.

Martha: I meant what I said. A public debate is what I'm hoping for, but I'd hate to have to go through this every time.

Lionel: You won't. It'll get easier once you've made it clear you're a player. I've brought you something. Something that just might give you a bit of an edge. We're both going to that dinner tomorrow night at the governor's mansion. A copy of my research. Everything there is to know about our dinner companions.

Martha: Believe it or not, Lionel, I've done my homework. I know each person's position an what their voting record is. What I don't know is why you're doing this.

Lionel: I am not trying to manipulate your vote, Martha. Look at it.

[ Sighs ]

Martha: Congressman Clayton plays polo? Hmm, his passion. His daughter's a gymnast. Olympic standard.

Lionel: Look, it may be a political function, but in my experience, the last thing anyone wants to do over dinner is talk shop. It's just another way to connect with your colleagues. Why don't we go together tomorrow night? I'll help you navigate the rough waters.

Martha: Thank you. But, Lionel ... I hope you're not expecting something on a personal level. The two of us will never be anything more than friends.

Lionel: I understand.

[ Beeps ]

Lance: First we'll divide the deltoid and its attachments. Then you'll cut through the proximal humorous. Okay, you need to come through the bone two inches below the joint.

Lana: Lance.

Lance: What are you doing here?

Lana: I have to do it again soon.

Lance: You keep your voice down. You could get us expelled. Get out of here.

Lana: No, wait! I have to go back there again. I have to see my parents.

Lance: All right, but it's gonna cost you. 5 grand this time.

Lana: No problem.

[ Glass shatters ]

Lex: Don't move! Lana? My god, Lana, I had no idea it was you. I could have k*lled you. If you needed money, all you had to do was ask.

Lana: I know. Lex, I'm really sorry. I didn't want to have to lie to you.

Lex: Just tell me what's wrong.

Lana: There's nothing wrong with me.

Lex: You didn't want to lie to me, but you broke into my house and tried to steal from me. You're acting like a junkie trying to find her next fix.

Lana: There's this guy at school. He's created these chemicals.

Lex: So it is drugs.

Lana: No. It's not what you think. They k*ll you, and then they bring you back. Lex, I died. I died, and I came back. I'm telling the truth. I went to the other side. And I saw my parents. And it was beautiful.

Lex: No one understands the loss of a parent more than I do. And for you growing up without a mother or father, I can even understand taking whatever chance you did to see them again, but you have to look at yourself. Look at what you've become. This isn't what your parents would have wanted for you.

Lana: Lex, I'm sorry. I just, I wanted to see them so badly. And I'm just so alone.

Lex: I think maybe it's time we both stopped trying to hold on to the people we've lost, and start turning to the ones we still have in our lives.

Lana: Yeah, I think you're right.

Lex: You're freezing.

Lana: No, I'm okay.

Lex: I'm gonna get you a blanket.

[ Door closes ]

[ Telephone rings ]

Chloe: Hello. Lex? No. No, I don't know where she is, but I can find out. I'll call you as soon as I know anything.

[ Knock on door ]

Chloe: We need to talk.

Lance: Lana warned us her roommate was nosey.

Chloe: You look worse than Lana.

Lance: So, you're gonna go all "Mrs. Brady" on me, bring me some chicken soup?

Chloe: No. I'm here because I'm worried about my friend. Look, Lana's boyfriend just broke up with her, and she's really vulnerable and depressed right now. The last thing she needs is to flunk out of school because she's out all night partying.

[ Coughing ]

Ally: And you think it's your business?

Chloe: Yeah, I know it's my business. And if you don't tell me what you guys are up taking all night, I'll make it the university's business, too.

Ally: Chill. Lana hasn't been partying, and she isn't moping around mourning her high school sweetheart either.

Chloe: Well, she isn't exactly acting like herself. And the two of you look like the poster children for the Betty Ford Clinic.

Ally: Look, I told you to let it go. Now I'm done talking with you.

Chloe: No. What is she taking? Drugs?

[ Chuckles ]

Ally: You' so small minded. No wonder Lana came to us.

Chloe: Came to you for what?

Ally: That's between Lana and her loved ones.

[ Coughing ]

[ Choking, gasping ]

Chloe: Ally, what is it? What's happening?

Ally: Near-death experience.

[ Whimpers ]

Ally: It's a compound meteor rock. Ah-choo!

Chloe: Oh, my god.

[ Dialing ]

Chloe: I need an ambiance, please. It's an emergency. Crosshouse, room 1170.

Ally: Please, I don't want to die.

[ Shuffling ]

Lana: Lance? What are you doing?

Lance: Getting rid of the evidence.

Lana: Evidence?

Lance: Ally. She's d*ad.

Lana: What? What happened to her?

Lance: I warned her there's only so many times you could die before you stay that way.

Lana: Did your serum k*ll her?

Lance: My serum didn't do anything. She did it to herself.

Lana: Well, I'm willing to take my chances. I need you to send me back.

Lance: You out of your mind? The police could be here any minute. I got to get out of here.

Lana: Then we better hurry.

Lance: What the hell is this?

Lana: Those are the keys to a very expensive Porsche which is parked outside. I figured they'd cover the cost for on more trip to the other side.

Lance: You stole a porsche?

Lana: No, I borrowed it from a friend.

Lex: And he wants it back.

Lana: Lex.

Lex: The cool thing about expensive cars they all come with GPS tracking.

Lana: Lex, I can explain.

Lance: Lex? Lex Luthor? Dumb bitch. I never should have let you in on this.

Lana: No, Lance, please, wait.

Lance: I'm out of here.

Lex: You're not going anywhere until the authorities get here.

[ Glass shatters ]

Lex: Lana!

Lance: Say goodbye, jackass. I'm gone.

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Classical piano music plays ]

Lex: Mom?

Lillian: I used to practice this for hours when you were young. Before Julian was born. You'd sit next to me, quiet as a mouse. Such a good little boy. Never could get that part right.

Lex: I was injected with a hypodermic full of some kind of chemical. I must have gone into shock.

Lillian: No, you're d*ad.

Lex: This is just a delusion.

Lillian: Like last time? What was it then that brought you to me? Oh. Yes. You were sh*t coming out of a meeting with the man you hired to destory Jonathan Kent's reputation, so you could become Senator. How'd that turn out, by the way?

Lex: If you really are my d*ad mother, wouldn't you know?

Lillian: It was a rhetorical question, Alexander. Of course I know. You ignored everything I showed you the life you could have had. If only you had made a different choice.

Lex: And what choice would that be?

Lillian: You think the path you've chosen isn't going to hurt? It will. More than you can ever imagine. You're not the only one that's going to suffer. A field of beautiful flowers lay barren by an emptiness that can never be filled unless I keep you here. Stay with me, Alexander. Don't let the blood wash away what's left of your soul.

Lex: What are you talking about? What blood?

Lillian: Of all the people you're going to m*rder.

[ Grunts ]

[ Panting ]

Lex: God, this stuff's got a kick. What happened?

Chloe: Well, I was looking for Lana, and I found your body. I figured, if the green stuff k*lled you, the other one would bring you back.

Lex: What?

Chloe: You were already d*ad. I figured I'd take a chance.

Lex: We have to help Lana.

Chloe: Lana was here? Where is she, Lex?

Clark: Chloe. I got your message. What happened?

Chloe: Lex died.

Clark: What?

Chloe: Don't worry. I brought him back to life. But he said Lana's about to take a one-way cruise down the river styx if we don't find her soon.

Clark: Chloe, what's happened?

Chloe: Okay, you want the short story? Lana and her new friends have been taking daily trips to the great beyond. They're using a meteor-rock cocktail to prolong their near-death experience. But if we don't find her in time, she may never come back from her next little jaunt.

Clark: So they're k*lling themselves and coming back to life?

Chloe: Yeah.

Clark: Why would Lana do something so dangerous?

Chloe: Because she's hurting, Clark. I mean, she won't talk to you. She hasn't talked to me, so maybe she's looking for comfort from the two people that care about her most. You know, the two people she knows love her unconditionally. Her parents.

Clark: Yes. How are we gonna find her?

Chloe: Well, thanks to Homeland Security, being on a college campus is akin to wearing an electronic ankle bracelet. The student I.D. Can be tracked anywhere at any time, so all we have to do is find out where's she's been using it and hope that she's still alive.

[ Beeps ]

[ Panting ]

[ Grunting ]

Lance: Ah, I figured I'd find a junkie where the needles are. Let me help.

[ Grunting ]

Lance: Tell ally I said hi.

Clark: Are you okay?

Lana: Clark, please help me. I need them.

Clark: Lana. Please.

Lana: Clark! Aah! Clark!

Lance: You know how much trouble you caused me? Freshmen.

Lana: We need to help him.

Lance: Or choice "B."

[ Whirring ]

Lance: I'll take care of both of you. Aah!

[ Saw whirring ]

[ Whirring stops ]

Lana: Clark! Clark! Clark.

[ Grunting ]

Clark: Dad.

Jonathan: Hello, son.

Clark: I can't believe it's you.

Jonathan: You don't belong here, Clark. You have to go back.

Clark: Dad, you don't know how hard it's been. All I've done is hurt everyone that's close to me.

Jonathan: That's not true, son.

Clark: You died because of me. When Jor-El brought me back to life and restored my powers, he told me there'd be a price the life of someone I love. I'm sorry, dad. I'm so sorry.

Jonathan: Clark, believe me, you have nothing to be sorry about. I lived a full, wonderful life. I had everything that a husband or a father could ever possibly dream of. I am so very proud that I died protecting you.

Clark: Protecting me from what?

Jonathan: Lionel Luthor, Clark. He knows your secret. He knows everything. You can't stay here, son. You've got to keep your mother safe. You've got to keep the whole world safe.

Clark: No, dad. Not without you. Dad, I need you. I cannot do this without you.

Jonathan: Yes, you can. This is your destiny, son. You are going to touch the lives of so many people. Not just as a man, but as a symbol. You're a symbol of peace. You're a symbol of justice. And now it's time for you to go.

Clark: No! Not yet!

Jonathan: I'll always be with you, son. Always.

Lana: Clark, please.

Martha: Clark!

Clark: Mom? Mom?

Martha: Clark. Just the man I was looking for. What do you think?

Clark: You look amazing.

[ Sighs ]

Martha: Well, I can avoid dumping soup in my lap in front of the Governor.

Clark: No, you'll do great.

Martha: What's wrong?

Clark: Mom, there's something I need to talk to you about.

[ Knock on door ]

Martha: He's early. I'm sorry. Well, don't you look dashing.

Lionel: Next to you, I'm a man in rags. You should always wear that color, Martha. Doesn't she look beautiful, Clark?

Martha: We'll talk tomorrow, sweetie.

[ Smooches ]

Lionel: Your carriage awaits, Senator. Goodnight, Clark.

Martha: Goodnight, Clark.

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Clark: Wise decision. What did you find out about your favorite Professor? Has Milton Fine been resurrected?

Chloe: Fine was definitely in Honduras with the black ship. I just don't know how. I'll reach out to my source and see if they know anything else. Clark, don't worry about it. You won the first fight. My money's on you in the rematch.

Clark: Chloe, I don't think Fine is the only thing we need to worry about. When I was injected with the serum and died, I saw my father.

Chloe: Oh, my god, Clark. Yeah, he told me that there's someone else who knows my secret, Lionel Luthor.

Chloe: Well, you can't be sure. I mean, what you saw, it could have been a hallucination. You know, a manifestation of your desires and fears.

Clark: Chloe, I could feel my father. It was real. I know it in my heart.

Chloe: Well, the source that led me to Fine was Lionel.

Clark: What? Why didn't you tell me?

Chloe: Clark, he made me promise to keep his involvement quiet, under the umbrella of a reporter/source confidentiality. He knew exactly how to play me. He may be playing all of us.

[ Classical piano music ]

Lana: It's beautiful.

[ Chuckles ]

Lex: It's my favorite.

Lana: Lex ...

Lex: Is this gonna be another apology?

Lana: Well, they don't make a card for "Sorry I got you k*lled."

Lex: You weren't yourself. I know what that's like, trust me.

Lana: I'm glad you're all right. That I didn't end up like Ally.
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