Smallville s08e15 Episode Script

CHLOE: Previously on Smallville: CLARK: What am I looking at? JIMMY: Well, uh, it's a person.
This blur saved Lois from becoming roadkill? See, that's how good he is.
This pulp rag lives or dies by my column.
Now, you get it done today or you're gonna be decorating bathrooms in strip malls.
You wanna rise above sea level, you better sharpen those teeth.
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING.]
You will eradicate the other Kryptonian, and then the rest of the planet.
I am not going to hurt anyone.
You have no free will.
And you are destined to become what you really are.
Doomsday.
CHLOE: No way.
I can't believe it.
I thought, just for a minute, someone needed me.
I'm sure he needs you.
- How do you know? - Because I know Clark.
[THUNDER RUMBLING.]
Aw.
Great, thank you! Nice to be back! Lois.
Are you kidding me? Now you show up.
The one time I actually depend on you, you flake on picking me up from the airport? I am really sorry.
LOIS: Sorry? "Sorry" doesn't buy back that last three hours I spent standing in a downpour watching cheesy curbside reunions.
- I can explain.
You e-mailed last night to say you'd be there.
What? Do I need to tie a string around your finger myself? But I got held up at work.
I finished one thing, something else would come up.
You're a reporter, Smallville.
You're not saving the world.
I know.
I should have called.
Look, I get it.
You have other things on your mind.
I don't expect to be the person at the top of your priority list.
LINDA: Clark Kent.
He can save an entire city in the blink of an eye.
But when it comes to ladies, the Red-Blue Blur still drives with the brakes on.
Impressive as always.
You're a murderer.
You should be in prison.
The police cleared my name.
Besides, there's no prison sentence worse than where I've been circling the drain of obscurity.
[THUNDER RUMBLING.]
I'm a nobody, Kent.
Two years living underground dried up my prophetic pen.
But I'm ready to make another splash.
- Haven't your stories ruined enough lives? - Oh, no.
Heh.
It's different this time.
I want to be the voice of the Red-Blue Blur.
Every rescue.
Every takedown.
Every kitten that you rescue from a tree you leak the story to me first.
My name will be known alongside yours in papers around the globe.
Chloe was right.
You are crazy.
I prefer ambitious.
In fact, I spent a few hours of my morning writing your life story.
Partner with me, I'll shred it.
You turn your back on me and the world reads about little orphan alien.
We've gone through this before.
I'll stop you.
Not this time.
You'll make a great headline, Kent.
Clark? Hey.
Can I raid your DVD collection? Jimmy's being transferred to Met Gen and I don't think he's into a chick flick.
You okay? Linda Lake is back.
What? I thought that water snake slithered back into her swamp.
If I don't give an exclusive scoop on all of my saves she's gonna expose me.
My name, my face, everything.
Oh, my God.
Okay.
Well, the H2O is obviously gone to her head and we need to figure out a way to kill that story once and for all.
Well, she's got a back-up plan, Chloe.
Whether we stop her or not she's gonna release my identity.
So I'm going public.
On my terms.
Whoa, Clark.
Okay, I realize that after Lana left, you really buried yourself in patrol duty and there's nothing wrong with that, but to come out waving the flag I mean, that's huge.
Chloe, I always thought that I would live in secret forever.
But you convinced me that Jimmy's picture of the Red-Blue Blur was a symbol of hope.
Yeah, well, the world's out-of-focus superhero didn't have an address or a family, or a face.
Are you sure that you're ready to have all of your intimate details made into the banner headline? Well, I don't have a choice.
This way, I control the way my story comes out in the press.
Right, because the paparazzi are famous for respecting people's privacy.
Clark.
- We can stop her, there's always a way.
- No, Chloe, this time is different.
Even if I agreed to be Linda Lake's puppet eventually she will stab me in the back and expose me.
I need to stay ahead of her.
Not only for me, but for everyone else's sake.
Even in a world this advanced people are still pretty backwards when it comes to accepting change.
I know, Chloe, but when the Red-and-Blue Blur hit the front page people accepted it.
And maybe they're ready to accept me.
There could be an upside to all this, you know.
For the first time in my life, I may actually be able to be myself.
Can I ask you what you're doing? Davis Bloome.
I'm one of the, uh, EMTs.
I've never seen you before.
Oh, I've been out for a few weeks.
Do you wanna explain this? - I'm just restocking my rig.
- Antipsychotics.
Used for multiple personalities.
Yeah, not exactly your latest designer drug, is it? [SIGHS.]
I'm sorry.
I hope whoever it's for, they get the help they need.
Trust me, so do I.
LOIS: Hey, Jess.
Here, thanks.
[SIGHS.]
Can I talk to you? Wow, what is that noise? Is someone talking? Lois, you can't ignore me forever.
Could be worse.
You could be ignored in a three-hour downpour.
I want you to write my story.
[SIGHS.]
No offense, but I've long since graduated from the lonely-seeking-lonelier classifieds.
- It's a pretty interesting one.
- Clark, I'm busy here.
You may have forgotten me, the news world didn't.
After the story you're about to write, it never will.
What story? I didn't forget to pick you up at the airport, Lois.
The reason I wasn't there is because I was protecting people.
[SIGHS.]
I'm the Red-Blue Blur.
[LAUGHS.]
That's the best you can do.
[LOIS LAUGHING.]
That thing that saved you from the speeding car, that was me.
That time the barn door flew off, you thought it was weather.
I did that.
Yeah, right.
What'd you do, sneeze? - Actually - Clark next time you liquid lunch, take the rest of the day off.
Oh.
Let me help you with that.
[LOIS GASPING.]
Oh, wow! Uh.
[SHOUTS.]
[SIGHS.]
Guess I should stop calling you Smallville.
You're speechless.
That's never a good thing.
The disappearing acts, the half-baked excuses.
All this time, I just coughed it up to a classic case of Peter Pan syndrome but You're the opposite.
You're like [CHUCKLES.]
a hero? Look, Lois.
This is a lot to take in all at once, but I wanted you to hear from me before you heard it from anyone else.
So why am I the first one you told? Actually, Lois, you're not.
Lana and Chloe already know.
Oh.
Someone's had a busy morning.
They've known for years.
Right.
Of course.
[SIGHS.]
Start at the beginning.
What guns you got in your arsenal? I guess I might as well just throw it all out there.
I can blast fire out of my eyes.
Okay.
I can hear a dog barking from 10 miles away.
I can see through objects.
I can run faster than the speed of sound.
LOIS: Wait.
Rewind.
[CHUCKLES.]
Expand on your whole see-through-things thing.
No, Lo, l Look, I have to focus.
How did I not put these pieces together? I mean, I lived with you.
We practically work on top of each other.
I mean, have I been high this entire time? The important thing is that you know now.
And there's no better reporter to tell my story than you.
Would you do me the honor? Consider it done.
Tomorrow's front page will tell the tale of the red-and-blue, meteor-infected hero.
About the meteors We should talk about where I'm from.
[PEOPLE MURMURING INDISTINCTLY.]
Your money is no good here.
For 50 years, I've watched this city get eaten alive by crime.
But you picked us up, Kent.
You reminded everybody what it means to be good again.
BO Y: Excuse me, Mr.
Kent.
Can I get your autograph? Sure.
[CHUCKLES.]
Here you go.
I like your outfit.
Thanks.
[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING.]
[CAR HONKS.]
MAN: Hey, Kent! Way to go.
Hey, Clark.
Catch! [CROWD GASPS.]
- I'll fall for you any day, Clark.
- You can't just do that.
It's not He just caught her.
No way.
Did you guys see that? WOMAN 1: That was amazing.
WOMAN 2: You were great.
You may have scooped me but I will have the last word.
[SPLASH.]
You don't understand.
There has to be a room.
My husband's being transferred here.
I confirmed yesterday.
Yesterday, our parking lots weren't full of paparazzis and our hallways weren't full of rubbernecking fans.
- It's not fair to our other patients.
- It's not fair to Jimmy.
I'm sorry, but we can't run a hospital when everybody's clamoring for pictures.
Of a guy in a neck brace? A guy in a neck brace married to the alien's best friend.
CHLOE: Davis.
- When did you get back? - Chloe, hey.
Uh, just a few days ago.
I think we should talk about what happened.
You remember? Well, it's kind of hard to forget.
I mean you kissed me.
Right, yeah.
Uh.
I'm assuming that's what all the phone calls were about.
I sort of deleted the messages without listening.
Well, you didn't miss much.
It was basically a long, rambling, awkward apology.
Look, I wasn't blowing you off.
It's just that, with Jimmy's recovery and then losing a chunk of my memory after the wedding from hell, I was Okay, see, this exactly why I went out the town.
I need to give you some space.
No space is necessary.
Davis, let's just forget that this ever happened.
Now, the problem is I can't seem to do that.
You have been nothing but a good friend to me.
I just I don't think that will ever be enough.
- So I take it friendship's off the table? - Chloe.
A friendship like ours it can be dangerous.
I guess this is goodbye then.
You actually know her? Yeah.
So? So? She's famous.
She's the Kryptonian's best friend.
[WHISPERING.]
Kryptonian.
Ready to earn your stripes as city editor? Linda Lake.
Well, there's a name I haven't seen in a while.
Here to reclaim the stiletto out of your assistant's back? Heh.
We both know this news rag's nothing more than poor man's wallpaper.
Just here to make it readable again.
Clear your page one, run this.
We stopped throwing your gossip grenades years ago.
Don't forget, while you were chasing ambulances with the other cubs I was breaking real news.
My blog had more hits than the Chicago mob.
My name was feared and revered around the world.
- I'm doing you a favor.
- Do yourself a favor, Lake.
Get a new career.
It's about the alien.
Live from the Smallville farmhouse.
Till this morning Clark Kent lived in anonymity.
Crowds have gathered and are trying to peek at the superhero.
There she is.
Chloe Sullivan.
What's it like having an alien as a best friend? I'm, uh, just trying to get inside.
Mom, what do you mean forced leave? Can they even do that to a senator? Okay, look, this'll all blow over.
People just need time to adjust.
All right, I'll talk to you later.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
CHLOE: Clark, it's Chloe.
[REPORTERS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
It's like the Beatles have landed in Smallville.
You okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
How are you dealing with the instant-star status? Unfortunately, my 15 minutes of fame have no end in sight.
I don't mean to add to the fanfare, Lois was just given an editor's promotion and congratulations.
You now have a penthouse office right next to Tess Mercer.
ANCHOR 1 [ON TV.]
: Clark Kent's not everyone's hero.
WOMAN [ON TV.]
: No.
Last week a crane collapsed at my husband's work site and killed him.
Where was Clark Kent then? Who says he gets to choose who lives and who dies? Clark, right now we need to focus on finding Linda Lake.
Now, I think I know why she went MIA.
It turns out that Linda shared a cell block with me in Black Creek.
She can turn herself into water.
Why didn't she escape? Because electricity is her kryptonite.
Linda Lake's specialized restraints discharge a chemical-electrical bonding current.
- Meaning it basically kept her solid.
- Great.
All we have to do is find her.
ANCHOR 2 [ON TV.]
:to a press conference with Linda Lake.
- It shouldn't be too hard.
LINDA [ON TV.]
: Clark Kent is not a hero.
He's not a savior.
He's not even a friend.
He is the first wave of an all-out alien invasion.
My detailed investigation has revealed that Clark Kent is to blame for meteor showers deadly power outages and an unspeakable trail of human carnage.
- When it rains it pours.
- But Smallville was home to a real hero.
A hero that tried to stop this alien before it ravaged our homeland again.
And that hero That hero was Lex Luthor.
And Clark Kent killed him.
[SCOFFS.]
She just turned me into a public enemy.
[POLICE SIREN WAILING.]
Clark, you need to leave.
Now.
I can straighten this out.
I'll talk to the authorities.
Looks like they wanna talk to you too.
This is only gonna get worse.
You need to leave while you still can.
I'm not running, Chloe.
People need to know the truth.
Why don't you go out the back, okay? I'll catch up with you later.
Be careful.
REPORTER: House here in Smallville.
Where we are all waiting to see Linda is lying through her teeth.
Her points line up, Clark.
So why don't you tell me who you're working with? Like I said, I'm not working with anyone.
I was sent here alone.
To do what? Work on a farm? It's pretty clear there's a bigger agenda.
My father sent me here with a dying wish that I use my abilities to protect mankind.
It's what I've done, it's what I'm gonna do.
I'm sure if I ask friends, they'll attest to that.
Hmm? Friends like Lois Lane.
You gave her the front page of a lifetime.
She's keeping your secret.
She could be aiding and abetting an enemy of the state.
No, Lois is innocent.
Everything she knows is in her story.
And Chloe Sullivan? Lmpressive how long she kept your secret.
How many other secrets is she keeping, Clark? Look, I have been open about everything you've asked me.
And I appreciate it.
I really do.
I'm sure you won't have any problem with us running some tests.
CLARK: No one agreed to any tests.
Only to answer the questions that you asked of me.
[GLASS SHATTERS.]
Just calm down and everything will be fine, all right.
No one's running any tests.
[SHOUTING.]
Fire! Keep your car running.
The feds are after you.
- What did they do to you? - Doesn't matter.
Leave Smallville now.
MAN [ON RADIO.]
: We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a special bulletin.
Authorities are on a statewide manhunt for Clark Kent.
He is considered dangerous, unpredictable and without remorse.
Granville County has issued a mandatory curfew of 9 p.
m.
And urges all families with small children to stay indoors at all times.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING.]
- Do they know about the meteor rocks? - Not yet.
They're after a way to stop me.
- We have to leave town, separately.
- What? Am I losing you, Clark? If this is goodbye, I'm not saying it.
No, Chloe.
When this all dies down, I'll find you, I promise.
This isn't gonna die down, Clark.
There has to be a way we could undo everything.
Can't you ask Jor-El to orchestrate another second chance? He's gone, Chloe.
He disappeared when the Fortress went dark.
Unless you're hiding some latent power to turn back time, I have no ideas.
The Legion.
They gave me a ring that makes time travel possible.
I hid it in the barn.
I never thought I'd have to use it.
You think you can go back to before your story broke? The Legion went back a thousand years using it.
I don't need to remind you what happened last time you turned back the clock.
There's always a consequence.
The world fears me, Chloe.
As long as they know who I am I can't help them.
I don't have a choice.
Clark, call me.
Whatever trash these people are spreading about you you can count on me to fire back, guns blazing.
You sit across from the guy, Lane.
How slow are you? Oh, hell no.
Hold that elevator.
[SIGHS.]
Last I checked, stories required these little things called facts.
The city editor is willing to print your fiction, but Tess Mercer will gladly run my rebuttal.
I'm sorry, Katie, I'm gonna have to call you back.
My connection just took on a terrible whining sound.
Okay, thanks.
[SIGHS.]
Katie Couric.
You see a parade and you just have to rain on it, don't you? You can't stand the fact that there are actually good people in this world.
If your boyfriend really cared about saving people he would have done things my way.
People looked up to him.
He could have been the hero they always needed.
Funny thing about people the only thing they love more than building up heroes is tearing them down.
Tess, what were you think? OFFICER 1: She's up here.
OFFICER 2 [ON RADIO.]
: Roger that.
Ms.
Lane, we need to speak with you regarding matters of national security.
Without my lawyer, you're not gonna hear me so much as hiccup.
[TASER CLICKS AND POWERS UP.]
LOIS: You shouldn't be here.
The bloodhounds will be sniffing you out.
It's okay.
This sounds crazy, but in a few moments, this will all be over.
Okay, try me.
My shock threshold is pretty high right now.
Lois, I have a ring that allows me to go to any moment in time.
I'm gonna go back to before Linda Lake ever wrote that article.
The world isn't ready to accept someone like me.
Then stay and fight back.
Look, give people a chance to see who you really are.
It's too late, Lois.
My whole life, I've seemed different.
Some people spend their entire lives looking for a way to stand out.
To be a person that anybody would call special.
When you first told me who you were my thought was, "Anyone but Clark.
" And not because of the alien thing.
I've known enough guys to know that you can be born on Terra Firma and be light-years from normal.
Lois, you don't have to explain.
I get it.
No, you don't.
[SIGHS.]
How can someone with x-ray vision be so blind? I've been down the hero road before.
And every time, I made a giant U-turn.
But this This was different.
And this time, it will be different, Lois.
When I do this, no one's gonna remember who I am.
And when you hit your reset button you're not gonna tell me your secret, are you? I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Why should I think I'm special? Clark.
I understand.
Lois, you don't understand.
It's because you are special.
I have to go.
LOIS: Clark! CLARK: Ugh.
[GROANS.]
Lois? Looking for this? [GROANING.]
Davis.
Oh, my God.
What happened? Chloe, I am so sorry.
It's all a lie.
I thought that I could stop it.
Davis, look at me.
Tell me what's going on.
- I'm gonna get help.
- No, you can't.
Nothing helps.
- What are these? - Oh, jeez.
I've built a tolerance.
- I can't control it anymore.
- Control what? The beast.
You must have blacked it out.
You were in the Arctic with me.
You told me if it was my destiny to kill the other Kryptonian.
What are you saying? The other Kryptonian? There's only one Kryptonian.
There's only Clark.
I am Kryptonian.
[DAVIS GASPING.]
You're Doomsday.
I was sent to this planet to kill Clark.
You stay away from him.
You have to warn him.
Something's been drawing me back.
I thought that it was you, but, no, it was Clark.
[GROWLS.]
Davis, your eyes.
[IN RASPY VOICE.]
Chloe, run.
Get out of here! [DAVIS ROARS.]
Lois, give a message to Clark.
He's not picking up his phone.
That creature that was at my wedding is Davis Bloome.
And he's coming for Clark.
[SHOUTING.]
I used to think a lot about rings.
I thought getting one meant I'd found true happiness.
But there is no such thing as true happiness in this world, is there? Not when you only see the bad in people.
[CLARK GASPING.]
Look how fast they turned on you.
One second, you're on top of the world.
And the next it's as if your life story's written in someone else's blood.
Not that I care.
This trumps your blur any day.
That ring, it's dangerous.
No.
This ring is every journalist's dream.
I'll know stories before they break.
The entire world will know me.
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
LOIS: Clark! Lois, the rock.
- Are you okay? - I'll be all right.
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
LOIS: Clark! Chloe just called.
You're not gonna believe this.
But Davis [WHOOSH.]
I know what you're planning.
Mr.
Kent.
I was just thinking about you.
Two years is too long to go without a visit.
You're not gonna run my story.
Oh, your story? Oh, so now you're not just super, you're psychic.
I'm a journalist now.
I brought you my latest work.
It's about all the murders you've committed.
People are gonna know who you really are.
And your word will mean nothing.
You're going to jail.
I don't think so.
[GROANING.]
No one can ever know my name.
[THUNDER RUMBLING.]
Some things never change.
I've been gone a month, and you still drive in the granny lane.
CLARK: You're welcome for the ride, Lois.
Did I mention that I missed your ongoing commentary? No, actually, aside from asking me what the speed limit was you barely said a word on the way home.
Or since I've been gone, unless you count your three 10-second voicemails.
Lois, you know, after the wedding, things got a little crazy.
Heh, things got a little crazy before all hell broke loose, let's face it.
Or we could not face it and just forget that it ever almost happened.
I think it's a pretty complicated conversation, Lois.
We don't have to overanalyze anything now.
I'm gonna work off my jet lag later on tonight at the café.
You wanna come by for a coffee, cool.
If not, let's just say I get it.
Okay.
Okay.
See you then.
Or not.
Or whatever.
I'm going to work.
I admit, I would've loved to have seen Clark Kent as an international celebrity icon.
It wasn't a pretty sight.
But being a part of your entourage, I must have had some perks, right? If you consider a complete invasion of privacy a perk.
But there was this one moment right after I told Lois the truth about me.
I thought everything would be okay.
That I could have it all, but I was wrong.
You know, Clark, maybe you can have your cape and wear it too.
Say Clark Kent, the unassuming journalist, buttoned up in a starched shirt and tie but then, when he's playing hero he's Steps out of the shadow into his red and blue, creating two separate identities? Yeah.
And for the cherry on top you get to tell Lois the truth and know her reaction.
All of this made one thing very clear, Chloe.
Lois can never know who I really am.
Is it safe to say that maybe another benefit from protecting your secret is getting to protect yourself from getting hurt? I destroyed the Legion ring.
Speaking of that.
Controlling time is too dangerous, Chloe.
It always comes at a price.
Trust me, I'm thrilled that you got a page-one rewrite.
But it kind of makes me wonder what might have changed this time.
Can I ask what you're doing? I'm Davis Bloome.
I'm one of the, uh, EMTs.
Oh, well, there's actually a patient who's looking for you.
Uh, there must be some mistake.
I don't know you.
While I've been puddling around Metropolis for the last week I've seen lots of interesting stories.
What a nice surprise to stumble upon your dirty little secret.
The painful breathing.
Pale complexion.
Unsightly bone protrusions.
You don't know what you're talking about.
Right, you just have a terrible skin condition.
[SIGHS.]
What do you want from me? I want you to release the beast and break me out of these restraints.
It doesn't exactly work like that.
Don't waste your time with the pills.
- I have seen what you can do.
- You don't understand.
- You don't know what you're dealing with.
- No.
You don't understand.
I can't spend another second trapped in a cell.
Do you want me to tell Chloe who you really are? [GROANS.]
[GROWLS.]
Good boy.
Become the thing you're meant to be.
- Stop.
- Let it go.
- Shut up! - Set me free! [MUFFLED SHOUTING.]
Oh, my God.
[CELL PHONE BEEPS.]
[CELL PHONE BEEPS.]