I wish we had more time.
[ sighs ]
[ keyboard clacks ]
Ohh.
Earth to Lois.
It's like you've been on another planet for the last 15 minutes.
[ scoffs ]
Easy, Armstrong.
This space case is buried in research.
I've got like two weeks' worth of work to catch up on.
It was a sort of last-minute vacation, wasn't it?
Yeah, well, I've got a pretty tightly wound bolt reflex.
Is this about what happened?
Are you turning red?
Believe it or not, my ejector-seat malfunction...
wasn't totally about you.
We should talk about it.
When I want to talk about it, I'll send up a smoke signal.
Excuse me? Can you help me?
I need a signature.
I got a delivery out back, and nobody's in yet.
Ho-ho-ho, Merry Christmas to me.
(Clark) Want me to help you with this? No.
Did I ever tell you that before Christmas,
I used to unwrap all my presents
and then re-wrap them while my parents were still sleeping?
You know, Lois, that doesn't surprise me at all.
[ muffled grunting ]
[ gasps ]
Just what I've always wanted.
Is that...
I don't think it's powdered sugar, Smallville.
Lois Lane, Daily Planet.
Care to comment on what illegal activities you've been up to
that got you trussed up like a turkey?
[ groans ]
I'm a cop!
We're all undercover cops!
Our sting went south.
Someone must have thought you were the real dealers.
Who could be responsible for such a superscrew-up?
(woman) There's something on the building.
[ indistinct talking ]
Now, that's what I call a scoop.
♫ Idol ♫
♪ Somebody save me!
♫ "Save Me" performed by Remy Zero ♫
♪ Let your warm hands break right through
♪ Somebody save me!
♪ I don't care how you do it
♪ Just stay... ♪ Stay...
♪ Come on,
♪ I've been waiting for you
♪ I made this whole world shine for you!
♪ Stay! ♪ Stay!
♪ Come on!
♫ Smallville 9x08 ♫ Idol Original Air Date on Novemer 13, 2009
(Lois) First, the Blur doesn't call for weeks,
And now he's overnighting our boys in blue?
Of course, he's probably tailspinning into the stratosphere
because he doesn't have his go-to girl to keep him grounded.
There's no way the botched save is the work of the Blur.
It's not his M.O..
I'll admit sugar-coating isn't exactly his style,
but the 20-story calling card was unmistakable.
I never thought I'd say this,
but I'm beginning to lose faith in our resident hero.
You're breaking my heart, Lane.
I need a feature on the Blur's questionable tactics
by the end of the day.
You don't really think this is big news, do you?
Turns out Adrian Pope, the organized crime boss,
Is still on the street because of the Blur's blunder.
The DA's out for blood.
When is the DA not out for blood?
He's just trying to cover up his dirty connections.
Listen, I am not your Blur girl on this one.
Just run with it.
Listen, just see this as an opportunity
to investigate both sides of the story.
Well, that would require a certain supersomeone
to actually find five minutes to give me a call.
What's with the disguise?
All my flannel's at the dry cleaner's.
Go figure.
- Lois... - ah.
Leave it alone, Inspector Gadget.
I have a top-secret interview I'm doing
for an exposé on the hush-hush.
So don't follow me.
Could you lose the notebook?
I'd prefer that all our meetings
remain off-the-record.
Whatever makes you feel more comfortable, Lois.
[ sighs, clears throat ]
Why don't you start
by describing these dreams you've been having?
Okay, well, they're as real as you and me right now.
More real, actually.
And despite some flashes of some serious NC-17 violence,
really, the situation involves clothes...
coming off... you know, naked.
Skin, skin on skin, just...
[ clears throat ]
Lots of skin.
So, it's a sex dream?
With the co-worker you mentioned before?
Clark Kent?
What is this, "Nightline"?
All right, yes, I'm doing the virtual "Kama Sutra"
With Clark Kent.
My desk is soft-core central.
(Therapist) Listen, Lois.
you came to me to explore the deeper meaning
within these vivid dreams that you've been having.
and all of this doesn't have to be taken literally.
A lack of clothing in a dream
can signify the desire to uncover what's actually hidden.
You know, sometimes I do feel that Clark is hiding something.
[ sighs ]
It sounds crazy,
but the closer I get to him, the more...
I feel like he's going to disappear.
Could this have something to do
with your three weeks of blocked memory?
Maybe you're trying to protect yourself, Lois.
Didn't you say that the last time you opened up to someone...
your mysterious caller...
he vanished?
♪ I need a hero ♪
♪ I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night ♪
Speak of the devil.
The Halley's Comet of phone dating himself.
[ chuckles ]
Sayonara, superstud.
[ beeps, song stops ]
You still have strong feelings for this mystery man.
Please.
Remember 8-tracks and rotary phones?
That's him... ancient history.
And the fact that you haven't gotten that news flash
means I'm probably wasting my time
With all this head-shrink mumbo-jumbo stuff.
Lois, you have projected so much onto this mystery caller.
Maybe you should focus
on the man that's right in front of you.
I can't believe she's not picking up.
You freeze the girl out,
she's gonna give you a cold shoulder, hero or not.
After what happened with Corben,
I stopped calling her as the Blur for her own protection.
Sorry. This is a really bad time for your PR Queen to go MIA.
She's the only one who can tell the world the truth.
Lois has to know the Blur is not responsible
for the failed drug bust or the crime boss getting away.
You know, Clark, you need to get to work
on some serious spin-doctor magic,
because whoever's posing as the Blur
Is a genius at marketing and self-promotion.
[ beeps ]
He's co-opted your brand.
I'm not a brand.
The Blur has a blog.
And apparently, you Twitter and you're on Facebook,
Where you have 10,000 friends, by the way.
You've come quite a long way
since being scarecrowed in high school.
Why would somebody go through so much trouble to discredit me?
Now, here's the hitch.
I think he's actually trying to help you.
I discovered five messy, but successful, saves
obviously not done by you.
Whether this person means well or not,
they need to be stopped...
before someone gets hurt.
Pull over by the power station.
Nice and easy.
These ladies and I have a date with destiny.
[ clunk ]
[ roars ]
Gun it!
[ tires screeching ]
Go!
[ brakes squealing ]
[ snarls ]
We did it.
Did you see that guy's face?
Pretty slick, Z.
Way to go Aggro, J.
Once the police see this,
they'll be off our backs for your genius cops-in-a-box idea.
Hey, they were undercover.
Think we should tie him up?
He's out cold.
Let's just get some shots to upload.
Okay.
[ shutter clicks ]
What are you doing? You're in the shot.
This is our evidence.
Got to give props to the man.
[ spray can rattles ]
Come on, Zan. Let's fly.
[ rumbling ]
Whoa! Whoa!
Two hours to get here with the monorail down.
Chalk another one up to the blundering Blur.
He may have stopped a diamond heist,
but his blackout belly flop has crippled Metropolis.
And the scavengers have already started circling.
District Attorney Ray Sacks, my pet research project.
Since when is a veteran DA newsworthy?
Since his Christmas-card roster
reads like a Soprano's hit list.
I call him "sacks-ophone"
'cause he loves to blow his own horn!
Susan, I'm not here because I'm running for Mayor.
I'm here because I think it's a travesty
that this city has been brought to its knees by the Blur.
Lois, I can't help but think there's more to this story
than people are seeing.
I think it's pretty obvious.
either the Blur is hitting a quarterlife crisis,
rr his ego has gotten really supersized.
And you're sure he didn't try to call you
and explain himself?
He called.
I didn't pick up.
Since when did you become the Blur's big defender?
He just doesn't deserve the silent treatment
just because he's been out there saving people.
Of course you would say that, Clark.
You're a guy.
The Blur can't expect me to be his beck-and-call girl
after weeks of no contact.
I spy with my little eye a potential witness.
[ monkey chatters in ringtone ]
[ metal creaks ]
[ metal crashes ]
I totally tanked this one.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
You're not the one who lost her phone.
Are you sure you don't have it?
I must have dropped it back at the Power Plant.
[ sighs ]
I know I sort of pulled you into this,
but maybe we're just not hero material.
[ monkey chatters in ringtone ]
[ beeps ]
It's you, J.
What?!
This can't be good.
What if someone's already on to us?
What do we do?
Time to motor.
(Both) Powers, activate.
Whoa, what the...
Where are we?
How did we even get here?
It had to have been the Blur.
No, come on, Z., there's no way.
Think about it. Who else could have stopped us?
This is the Blur's lair.
He doesn't have a lair.
I'm telling you, this tech is definitely off the grid.
Oh, wait until I Tweet everybody about this.
[ beeping ] (Chloe) That's not gonna happen.
Welcome to Watchtower.
And if you chat one word about what you see and hear,
I will vaporize your Twitter accounts, Facebook pages.
Every trace of your virtual existence will be obliterated.
Holy hacking.
You can do that?
Our Tweets are totally sealed.
Code of silence all the way.
So, who are you?
It's the Blur's sidekick.
We don't know that.
Not exactly.
I'm doing pro bono for the Blur
and keeping an eye on you two.
Wait, you're not gonna hand us over to the cops, are you?
We just wanted to help fuel the Blur's legend.
Okay, about the helping. Right idea, wrong execution.
Look, I've been where you guys are. I get it.
You're just a couple of mega fans
who really want to make a difference,
But you are single-handedly destroying
what the Blur stands for.
We know we made some mistakes.
How can we make up for what we've done?
You just wait for the right moment.
You'll know.
So, the Blur trusts you, right?
I mean, how do you always know the right thing to do?
You don't.
And neither does he.
But you stick around a hero long enough
and you get your share at saving him...
Sometimes even from himself.
Oh, man!
I don't know how old-school journalists broke a story
without breaking somebody's neck.
[ whirring, computers dinging ]
I will never take you for granted again, I swear.
♪ I need a hero ♪
♪ I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night ♪
[ beeps ]
I suppose you were the one who gave us that little reboot.
[ distorted ] in a way, the city going dark was my fault.
The least I could do is put things right.
You know, just because you threw a few switches
Doesn't make up for all your bonehead moves lately.
Lois...
I wasn't the one behind the saves.
The Blur has an imposter nipping at his heels?
How did you let that happen?
It's not that simple.
They were just misguided fans.
I'm not turning them over to the DA.
Without proof, nobody's gonna buy the misguided-fans angle.
You're risking a lot to protect some feckless meteor freaks.
Maybe.
But doesn't everyone deserve a second chance?
Oh, you want to go there?
Let me tell you about second chances, buddy.
There's a way you treat a woman. It's called respect.
So, how did you guys end up on the street?
Oh, for a long time now, we've only had each other.
Nobody really bought us as transfer students from Sweden.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That taps into cellphone frequencies.
Just don't touch anything, okay?
Sorry.
(Lois) That's because you're some fancy hero.
(Clark) Lois, I tried.
There is no try, Skywalker.
You have superpowers.
Why don't you pick up a phone?
Lois...
You're just gonna have to do something.
You've had trouble with lately.
[ crackling ]
[ normal voice ] You're gonna have to trust me.
[ dial tone ]
Smallville.
[ birds chirping ]
Last night was a whirlwind of happy endings
As Metropolis' Blur worked overtime
To bring the city out of the darkness and into the light.
Lois.
I didn't realize you were filling in for the paper boy.
[ chuckles ]
[ clears throat ]
You look pretty chipper. Busy night?
My story about the Blur made it above the fold.
I think he'd be pretty happy
that I included his side of the story.
- So, you finally heard from him. - Yeah.
Anyway, I've been thinking a lot
about my carbon footprint lately,
and I figured, you know, we could start carpooling.
I thought, you know,
the ride would give us a chance
to get past the whole kiss-and-run of it all,
and... get to know each other better.
Better?
You tell me the color of your underwear every day.
What else is there to know?
I hope you didn't misunderstand
all my Blur-bashing I did yesterday.
Deep down, I never doubted him.
I'm sure he'd be happy to learn
that your faith in the Blur never wavered.
Of course, he never explained why he didn't call me back.
Lois, what's going on?
Okay, look.
I woke up this morning...
and I saw things clearly for the first time.
In breaking news, Metropolis' DA has called out the Blur.
No one has the right to take the law into their own hands.
Not you, not me, not even the Blur.
Now, because of the damage he has caused this city,
I am asking the Blur to come out of the shadows,
to stop this vigilante behavior
and agree to work hand-in-hand with our law enforcement.
Now, I will be holding a press conference
later this afternoon.
At that time, I will ask the Blur to show himself
and to take responsibility for his actions.
Big news day.
I'll have to take a rain check on the carpooling.
Okay.
Dr. Evans...
I'm going to save you a lot of time and money, okay?
It's all your parents' fault.
[ sobbing ]
Marjorie?
Oh, she had to take off. Family issues.
Look, I know you think you're pretty good
at this head-shrinking stuff.
But thanks to you, my head is about to explode,
And I don't know what to do.
I focused on the man in my dreams,
and now I found out that my mystery caller and Clark
are the same person.
- The same? - Unbelievable.
Up until today,
he couldn't lie his way out of a speeding ticket.
And... and now he can hold down an alter ego?
Lois, take a step back.
What do you think is more likely...
that your mysterious caller and Clark are the same man,
or that you're trying to make them one person
in order to create your dream man?
Okay, they're not that different.
My mystery caller is brave and selfless,
and so is Clark...
in his own way.
I can't believe how difficult this must have been for him
to carry his secret all this time.
I just want to tell him that it doesn't matter to me.
But...
maybe coming clean isn't the best idea, either.
Right now, Clark has this really big decision to make.
And more than anything,
I just want to help, but I'm not sure how.
Wait.
I know what I have to do.
Thanks, Doc.
You're a gem.
There's got to be something to this therapy stuff.
Clark, hey.
Don't worry... the twittering twosome
have sung their last song.
As we speak, they're in Watchtower,
taking down the Blur's blog.
You seen today's news?
Don't tell me you're taking that blowhard seriously, Clark.
You know he's just gunning for the Mayor's office.
You are, aren't you?
Clark, why?
The last time you had a coming-out party,
it was a disaster.
What changed?
I've changed.
I'm wearing my father's shield now.
And I've worked hard to give people a symbol of hope,
something that they can believe in, that will inspire them.
I am the shield.
I know you want to honor your father, Clark.
But if you sacrifice yourself, there is no shield.
I won't just do nothing
while the DA drags down my father's crest
and everything that it stands for.
That's exactly what you have to do. I'm sorry.
Look, this guy's gonna call you a menace and a coward,
and probably a threat to the city.
And you have to let people believe his lies.
Your father lives on through you...
not your shield.
(Announcer) Ladies and gentlemen...
District Attorney Sacks.
[ indistinct talking ]
Good afternoon.
Thank you all for joining me.
If you're out there, Blur... come.
Come join me at this very podium,
and take your place as a role model
in this great city of ours.
A true hero would not hide.
He would show himself
and take responsibility for mistakes he's made.
(Lois) Out of my way! Excuse me!
Move it or lose it.
(DA) That's all right, all right. Let her up. [ indistinct talking ]
Zip it, counselor.
I'm Lois Lane from the Daily Planet,
and I'm here to tell you that I know the Blur.
[ indistinct talking ]
The DA says that a true hero would come forward.
Well, the Blur can't.
It's because he knows
that the best way for him to protect you and me
is to steer clear of all this political hoopla
and remain the one thing that you and I need most...
a light in the darkness,
a symbol for us to believe in when all other hope is lost.
I've looked into the Blur's heart,
and I can tell you that his intentions are good.
Let the Blur be the hero he needs to be.
[ indistinct shouting ]
When you said you had looked into the Blur's heart,
I had no idea how close a relationship you had.
Not that it's any of your business.
Oh, the safety of this city
is always my business, young lady.
Now, tell me the true identity of the Blur,
and I'll overlook your annoying antics.
You talk a good game, counselor.
But you don't believe a word of it.
All your shady back-room deals with organized crime
have just come home to roost.
I've picked out a nice little font for my exposé.
"Shady Sacks sucks the city dry."
Well, well, well.
I actually had another headline in mind.
And you're standing right on top of it.
"The Blur murders Lois Lane."
Has a nice ring, doesn't it?
Nobody will ever believe you.
Honey, when the Blur decided not to come forward,
he put the ball back in my court.
I can make him whoever I want him to be.
It just takes a little doubt.
You don't give people enough credit.
Why would the Blur suddenly turn into a murderer?
[ laughs ]
Because you just announced in front of millions of people
that you're the only person who knows his true identity.
Ugh!
You're the one who's hiding in the shadows,
not the Blur, you coward!
Unfortunately, that's not a story you're gonna get to write.
Ugh!
No!
All right, let's get out of here.
[ indistinct talking ]
[ siren wails ]
Grab your camera! Hurry!
[ wailing continues ]
Lois.
[ air whooshes ]
Lois?
[ whimpering ]
Hold on, I'm coming.
Clark!
- Lois? - Clark.
Grab my hand.
I can't!
All right, hold on.
[ grunts ]
Ugh!
[ camera shutters clicking ]
Come on, stretch.
You can reach!
It's too far!
- Oh! - Lois!
Hey, J. So, what's going on?
The Blur's in even deeper, and it's all our fault.
- Well, then what are we waiting for? - We can't just ditch Chloe.
We promised her we'd lay low till this all blows over.
She said sometimes you need to save a hero,
Even from themself.
Dad always used to say we're stronger when we stick together.
(Both) Powers, activate.
Lois, hold on.
Let me go.
That's insane, Lois.
You can't reveal yourself to the cameras.
You mean too much to the city...
to the world.
Clark...
I know that you've been living two lives
and having to lie to me about it every day.
Lois, you're not making any sense.
It's gonna be okay.
Just hold on.
I've always known, deep down, that you were a hero.
Lois!
[ air whooshes ]
All right, let's go.
[ snarling ]
[ barking ]
Lois?
You're alive.
Thank you.
I'm flattered, Lois.
I wish I could have been the one to rescue you,
but I'm not that fast.
I took the elevator.
[ telephone ringing ]
Even after all this, you still can't tell me.
[ ringing continues ]
Just stay here.
[ distorted ] Next time you take on the DA of Metropolis,
remember to watch your step.
But that was just...
hope I made up for not calling.
Lois, who was that?
The Blur.
Yeah, the DA is...
The Blur is back on top!
This makes up for everything.
[ air whooshes ]
(Clark) I have you to thank for that.
Oh, my God.
It's him.
I put my shield out there
to inspire people to step up and be their own heroes.
And you did.
We believe in you, master B.
Don't believe in me.
Believe in the shield and what it represents.
Most importantly, believe in yourselves.
But... we're not the hero.
You are.
That depends on you.
Metropolis doesn't need more Blur fans.
It needs people who are willing to do
exactly what you did today.
But you do need to be more careful.
Heroes don't get second chances, and people need you
to make life-and-death decisions every day.
There's no room for mistakes.
Ever?
Not when the world is watching.
[ air whooshes ]
I am happy to see that you're alive, Lois.
After what I saw on the nightly news...
and I never would have guessed that your mysterious caller
was none other than Metropolis' famous Blur.
I can't believe I was so stupid.
I must have been crazy
to look at Clark through Blur-colored glasses.
Lois, you are not crazy.
That's the point of therapy... to learn about yourself.
But just looking at the facts...
what's easier to believe?
That there was some phone glitch,
or that the farm guy who sits across from me every day
is a superpowered hero?
It's perfectly natural, Lois, to project the heroics
of the unattainable men you tend to fall for
onto someone close to you.
But it would be so much easier
if they were the same person.
When I heard the Blur's voice again,
something stirred inside of me.
But my thoughts...
I keep going back to Clark.
That scared guy who stepped down onto that ledge to save me.
(Chloe) Hey.
Cheers... for earning another strike today.
Where'd you get that?
The street vendor on the corner.
It also comes in t-shirts and key chains.
I had to be the first one on the block
to get the superhero swag.
Next thing you know,
your wonder twins will be a household name.
Thanks to the fog and dog duo,
Sacks is on his way to the slammer.
You know, with some training,
they may be able to give the Blur
some much-needed backup in the halls of justice.
I guess I have more backup than I thought.
How'd you pull off the whole Blur-impersonation thing?
Just your typical sleight-of-the-ear stuff.
Now you hear it, now you don't.
[ distorted ] Hello, Lois.
Pay no attention to the blonde behind the curtain.
(Chloe) Relax, Clark.
I'm not exactly the great and powerful Oz.
I just created a program
where everything I type in here comes out Blur.
How'd you know when to make the call?
And how'd you know what to say to convince Lois?
I hacked into the security cameras on the rooftop,
and I've been monitoring all cell communication
in Metropolis.
You've been eavesdropping
on my personal calls with Lois, haven't you?
Chloe, there's keeping a bird's-eye view,
and then there's playing big brother
with people's private lives.
Easy on the dress-down, Clark, okay?
If I hadn't stepped in,
Lois would still be beating down the "Clark is a superhero" door,
And believe me,
once the bloodhound Lois is at your door,
you'd better find a better way
to disguise your superhero scent.
Your eyes still closed?
This isn't what I had in mind
when you said you wanted to meet in the copy room, but
hey, I'm open.
You said I had a secret. You're right.
I was dangling 100 stories above the pavement.
I think I get a free pass on that one.
Let's see what you've got.
I'm a bit nearsighted.
I've been trying not to wear them.
They're very...
...Clark Kent.
I guess you're not the only one who's a little shortsighted.
It's just sometimes I feel like I see a whole other side of you
than anyone else.
- Lois? - It's okay.
It's my hero complex to resolve.
I take the nicest guy that I know,
and I weigh him down with all this shining armor.
And it's not fair.
Nobody can be two different people.
I wish I could.
Is this your long-winded way of saying that you hate these?
Personally...
I don't mind the bump in your geek factor.
But, professionally,
there are these newfangled things you can try.
They're called contacts.
It means a lot that you thought I had it in me.
Don't worry, Smallville.
I'll only call you four-eyes every once in a while.
[ sighs ]
But just so you're clear on one thing.
Lois?!
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