The Perks of Not Being a Wallflower/Transcript

Recap Sequence
CLARK: [voice over] Previously on "Superman & Lois"...

LOIS: Your mom wanted us to move to Smallville and live on this farm?

CLARK: The family needs Smallville.

SARAH: About a year ago, I took a bunch of my mom's pills. She made a really big drama out of it. Lots of therapy.

[dramatic music]

SEAN: Hey! That's my girlfriend!

JORAN: Girlfriend?

LOIS: It is an article I am working on about Morgan Edge. He's not here to save Smallville.

LOIS: Edge changed my story. I can't let him do this.

LOIS: That is the best writing I have done since you took over.

LOIS: I already quit.

CHRISSY: When can you start?

JORDAN: So I can go to school?

CLARK: We have to keep an eye on your powers.

JOR-EL: His photonucleic effect appears to be insignificant. He will never be like you, Kal-El.

Teaser Sequence
[upbeat music]

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LOIS: Does this have too much blue in it?

CLARK: I still like the Huntsman’s Tribute.

[groans]

JON: Dad, I’m pretty sure that’s just slang for “poop.”

Hey.

LOIS: Jonathan. Don’t be gross. Also, he’s not wrong.

Mom, can we just pick something?

Sweetie, this is an important decision.

We’re finally putting our own stamp on this house.

If you’d make up your mind.

♪ ♪

What about this color? You like this color?

Yeah, it’s fine.

Yeah?

Yeah.

♪ ♪

Ah!

Someone is just asking for the Huntsman’s Tribute.

LOIS: Anything but Dad’s color!

Oh, come on!

Oh. You really want to do this?

JORDAN: No super tricks.

All right?

Come on.

Come on.

You have to do better than that!

♪ ♪

[laughs]

Okay, you’re done.

That’s it, that’s it!

[slow-motion dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[tires screeching]

♪ ♪

Clark?

Clark?

[whooshes]

[wind howls]

LOIS: Guess there’s no reason to hide it now that you both know he’s Superman.

♪ ♪

[snapping]

[intense dramatic music]

[screaming]

♪ ♪

[whooshes]

♪ ♪

[screaming]

♪ ♪

[whooshes]

♪ ♪

[wires snapping]

[whooshes]

[crunching]

[screaming]

FISHERMAN: Oh!

♪ ♪

[triumphant music]

♪ ♪

[laughs]

FISHERMAN: Speaking Chinese language…

♪ ♪

 SUPERMAN & LOIS LOGO 

Act I
JON: Wait, so you can hear every sound in the world at once?

CLARK: It’s more like I hear all the fluctuations taking place in the collective sonic frequency.

JON: That makes zero sense to me.

JORDAN: So how do you tell between, like, someone in trouble and someone shouting for a taxi?

CLARK: Well, it took lots of years of training at the Fortress, but that’s where I learned to hone in on certain sounds, like people in distress.

JON: Wait, be for real, though. What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever heard?

LOIS: Nope. Not appropriate.

JON: Be honest. Was there nudity involved?

CLARK: Maybe when you guys are older.

JORDAN: Oh, come on, come on!

JON: What?

CLARK: Another time, another time.

JORDAN: I would’ve much rather had super hearing than crazy-ass laser eyes.

CLARK: Hey, let’s just stick with calling it “heat vision” for now, okay?

JORDAN: Mm-hmm.

CLARK: And don’t be so sure. Every power comes with its own burden.

LOIS: And responsibilities.

JORDAN: You mean rules.

CLARK: Which are meant to protect you.

JORDAN: Yeah. “Don’t use my powers, don’t draw attention to myself.”

JON: Oh, “Don’t feed him after midnight.”

CLARK: Hey, it’s important that we don’t draw unnecessary attention to our family. If anyone ever found out the truth about me, it would change everything.

LOIS: It’s not like we’re worried you two are gonna post it on Facebook.

JON: I mean, yeah, we’re not soccer moms.

LOIS: My point is, you need to be mindful of your actions. It’s the small things that’ll raise suspicion.

CLARK: Look, when I was your age, my dad was really strict, and at the time, it seemed unfair. But now, I realize it gave me a normal life. And that’s what I want for the two of you.

JORDAN: Yeah, if by “normal” you mean we’re cast out like lepers, Smallville High has it covered.

CLARK: All I’m asking is that you’re careful, okay? I can’t always be there.

[soft music]

JON: Okay.

JORDAN: Yeah, all right.

CLARK: [sighs]

KYLE: Couldn’t we just sat in the waiting room?

LANA: What if somebody we know came in? They might ask questions.

KYLE: You know, if this is something you’re so embarrassed about, then maybe we shouldn’t be doing it anymore.

LANA: We agreed, Kyle. This is important.

KYLE: It’s been a year, Lana.

LANA: Why does it feel like I’m the only one that’s still worried about this?

KYLE: Will you stop with this again? You’re not the only one worried about this.

LANA: You sure have a funny way of showing it.

LANA: Hey, honey.

KYLE: Hey, mija.

LANA: How did it go with Dr. Lawrence?

SARAH: That’s… between me and her.

LANA: I just want to make sure you’re doing okay, that’s all.

SARAH: Then stop asking me about it every 10 seconds.

KYLE: [clears throat]

SARAH: I’m seeing Dr. Lawrence like you asked, okay?

SARAH: Can we just go now? Dad?

KYLE: Roger that.

[engine roars]

[school bell rings]

JORAN: Hey, you weren’t in first period class this morning. Everything all right?

SARAH: Not according to my mom. It’s fine, it’s just some dumb family drama stuff.

JORDAN: Hey, uh… I’ve been meaning to ask you this. After school, could we possibly hang out…

SARAH: Oh, I… I’m gonna be late, so I’ll talk to you later?

JON: Close, but no cigar, pal. Nice try.

[soft music]

[metal creaking]

♪ ♪

[metal creaking]

[bright music]

♪ ♪

[children chanting]

[woman speaking Japanese]

[man speaking indistinctly]

[man shouting]

[child shouting playfully]

[woman speaking Chinese]

[church bell ringing]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

SEAN: Hey, short stack…

♪ ♪

SEAN: Why is it every time I see you, you’re flirting with my girlfriend?

JORAN: Look, I don’t know what you’re talking…

♪ ♪

JON: Hey! What are you doing?

SEAN: First, you kiss Sarah, and now I catch you slobbering all over like a…

JON: Hey! Get away from him!

JON: What are you doing? Come on.

JORDAN: Thank you.

♪ ♪

JON: Jordan. Come on.

JOARDAN: Thank you.

Hey!

Don’t you walk away from me.

JON: Jordan, Jordan, Jordan…

JON: Jordan, Jordan!

Look at him, he’s shaking.

JON: Jordan!

♪ ♪

Oh, this is pathetic.

Hey, guys!

Wow, this place has…

Whatever.

CLARK: Really not changed since I went here.

[soft dramatic music]

JORDAN: I didn’t need your help.

JON: Apparently needed Dad’s.

What are you doing here?

Oh, just wanted to, you know, see how things were going at your new school.

So you decide to randomly drop by during fifth period?

This wasn’t random.

He was spying on us.

What?

[soft music]

♪ ♪

CLARK: I was just making sure that you were okay.

Yeah, you could’ve said something this morning, but instead, you lied to our faces.

CLARK: It wasn’t a lie. You just didn’t ask.

How long have you been doing this? Since we moved here? Our whole lives?

CLARK: It’s not like I’m listening all the time.

JON: That is… that is the wrong answer.

[whooshes]

You know, I thought you said it was okay for me to go to school.

It is.

Yes.

Jordan, having a new power is a lot.

Yeah. So that was a lie too.

♪ ♪

[door slams]

Oy.

Act II
LOIS: [laughs]

CLARK: So how was your first day?

LOIS: I tried following up on those reverse mortgages, but it turns out, people aren’t interested in talking to someone not from Smallville.

CLARK: Well, trust takes time. People around here, they’ll warm up soon enough.

LOIS: You spoken to the boys since earlier?

CLARK: Nope. Radio silence.

LOIS: Do you remember the first time I caught you listening in on me?

CLARK: How could I forget? Thought I was gonna lose you forever.

LOIS: You almost did.

CLARK: Pretty sure I spent about a weeks’ salary on flowers just to get you to talk to me again.

LOIS: It was two, and you got off easy because I was still madly in love with you.

CLARK: Mm-hmm. Well… any suggestions on how to make things right with the boys?

LOIS: Make them the same promise you made me.

[soft music]

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[door clicks]

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CLARK: You both were right. I’m sorry. No more listening in on your conversations. I give you my word.

Mom mentioned something about flowers.

What are the chances of you raising my allowance?

CLARK: [chuckles] Nice try. We good?

♪ ♪

JON: Sure, whatever.

♪ ♪

CHRISSY: How would you like to interview the keynote speaker at this year’s Harvest Festival?

LOIS: Not sure puff pieces are really my brand.

CHRISSY: Well, around here, they sell papers. I’m afraid not everything you write for me is gonna change the world. [door opens]

SHARON: This the paper that just published that article about Edge Intercorp?

CHRISSY: Yes, along with a great piece on birdwatching and a pretty tricky crossword puzzle.

SHARON: Eh, it wasn’t that tricky. Now, which one of you is calling around New Carthage looking for a new story?

LOIS: That would be me. Miss…

SHARON: Powell. Sharon Powell.

LOIS: Miss Powell, I’m Lois Lane. Does this have anything to do with Morgan Edge?

SHARON: Yeah, you’re damn right it does. I’m hoping you can help me nail that bastard’s ass to the wall.

[dramatic music]

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SHARON: My son was a miner at the Edge Facility in New Carthage.

SHARON: Thank you.

CHRISSY: Mm-hmm.

SHARON: He worked there six months. Made good money, too. He even sent some of it back home. But that all changed the day Morgan Edge offered him “the opportunity of a lifetime.”

What kind of opportunity?

SHARON: I was never too clear on that. Derek had to sign a bunch of paperwork. Keeping him quiet.

And why do you think there was foul play involved?

[sighs]

Hey, Mom, wish I caught you. This opportunity isn’t what I thought it was. Not sure what’s gonna happen, so… just wanted you to know that I loved you. Bye. [phone beeps]

SHARON: That was the last time I… ever heard his voice.

I’m sorry.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Thank you.

[shutter clicking]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

You can’t just break up with me.

Have you not been paying attention?

Come on.

Don’t.

Better learn to stay in your lane.

One, two, three, four, five. Seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five. Seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five. Seven, eight.

What is with the timing?

Sarah!

What?

14 other girls are working their butts off, and you’re barely paying attention. What’s going on?

Relax, Mom.

Don’t tell me to relax. This is important. What has gotten into you lately?

You know what, Mom? I quit. How about that?

Sarah, get back here. Sarah!

[whistle blares]

Get ’em, boys.

Come on, boys.

Get your heads into it, let’s go!

Pick up that knee! Let’s go!

Uh, Kent. Is that your brother?

Come on, let’s go, people!

Two hands on that ball!

Hey, Pee-Wee! Practice is on Saturday! [laughter]

He’s a walking Disney movie in cleats.

JON: Hey, hey, hey. Hey, dude. What are you doing?

JORDAN: Trying out for the team.

JON: That is a… A terrible idea on so many levels, I can’t…

JORDAN: Since when did you become such a pessimist?

JON: I don’t know, probably since I saw you in pads. Jordan, what about your powers?

JORDAN: I’ll go easy. All right?

JON: Do you even know how to do that?

JORDAN: Don’t worry. Now, who wants to play some football?

In the middle. In the middle, 13, let’s go!

JON: Jordan, that literally goes against everything that we talked about with Dad.

JORDAN: You play for the team all the time. What’s the difference if I give it a try?

JON: Are you being serious? What is this even about, Jordan? You hate sports.

JORDAN: These guys think they can push us around. Well, guess what? I’m pushing back.

[whistle blares] Let’s go, drive that through. Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive! Come on, let’s go, people!

All right. When you came by earlier, I thought the other coaches was pranking me. But here you are. All right.

[whistle blares] Simon! Go on, take some reps at corner. Go on.

JORDAN: Yes, Coach! Thank you, Coach!

JON: It’s not a military drill, Jordan.

You’re gonna need to put that helmet on.

Let’s go, people! Let’s go! Come on, now! Let’s go! Pick up the pace!

Red Eighty, Red Eighty. Set, hut!

[groans]

♪ ♪

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

This is my lane now, bro.

♪ Ooh, la, la, ah, oui, oui ♪

♪ Ooh, la, la ♪

♪ Lookin’ for M’s like I lost a friend ♪

♪ Jump out of my bed like, “Where the bread?” ♪

♪ You gon’ hold the egg, waiter bring the check ♪

♪ When we talk, we Kalashnikov ♪

♪ Keep us in your thoughts, fully dressed ♪

♪ At the crack of dawn, letting, letting off ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ooh, la, la, ah, oui, oui ♪

♪ Ooh, la, la, ah, oui, oui ♪

♪ Ooh, la, la, ah, oui, oui ♪

♪ Ooh, la, la ♪

ALL: Whoo!

[whistle blares]

♪ ♪

♪ Ah, oui ♪

♪ Ah, oui ♪

ALL: Ohh!

♪ Ah, oui, oui, oui, oui ♪

[whistle blares]

That’s what I’m talking about!

JORDAN: Thanks, Coach.

Whoo! Thank you. Thank you! Uh!

Ah, ah! [whistle chirps] Hey, where are you going, QB number two? Not so fast.

JON: Excuse me, Coach?

You got the big cheese, Ronnie Lott, for a little brother and you didn’t say nothing to me? Someone’s running today, smartass. You give me five for keeping that from me. Yeah, go on!

[laughs]

Pick up the pace, or I’ll put five on it!

Act III
♪ Do you know your needs? ♪

[gulping]

♪ ♪

SARAH: So when did you turn into Mr. All-American football player?

JORDAN: I’ve been practicing in the backyard with Jon.

JON: Oh, yeah, yeah. For sure, every day.

SARAH: You two are very unusual people.

JORDAN: So I kinda heard you and Sean earlier.

[entry door chimes]

SARAH: It was long overdue. He’s just… everything I’m not looking for.

JORDAN: I’m sorry.

JON: So you… you broke up with Sean then?

SARAH: Well, aren’t you super perceptive.

JON: So that’s why you walked off the cheer squad earlier?

SARAH: Uh, maybe. We’ve been in school for, what? Exactly, like, a week? And it feels the exact same. Have you guys ever just wanted to change your… everything?

JORDAN: Yeah.

JON: Not until I moved here.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

JON: Uh, Sarah, your mom’s coming in at, like, an EF4 right now.

LANA: Hi, boys.

JON: Hi, Mrs. Cushing.

LANA: Sarah, can I talk to you for a minute?

SARAH: Whatever you wanna say, you can say it right here.

LANA: Do you wanna explain to me what happened back there?

SARAH: Isn’t it obvious? I quit the team.

LANA: Mm-hmm, you don’t need to give me attitude.

SARAH: Well, you don’t have to hover every single day.

LANA: Look, I’m just trying to keep you safe.

SARAH: Because you think I’m gonna kill myself?

LANA: Okay, this is not the appropriate place to be having this conversation.

SARAH: How many times do I have to tell you I’m fine? Can’t you just trust that and back off?

LANA: I know you’re not telling me everything that happened.

SARAH: [scoffs] That’s hilarious, coming from the most full-of-crap lady in all of Smallville.

LANA: Okay, Sarah…

SARAH: No, you act like our family’s so awesome when it’s literally a dumpster fire.

LANA: Enough.

SARAH: Dad sleeps on the couch every night. Sophie bullies all of the kids in her class, and you can’t go to bed without taking a pill.

LANA: I said that’s enough! Look, grab your stuff. Let’s go. Now!

SARAH: [scoffs]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

CLARK: Lana?

LANA: Not now, Clark.

CLARK: Everything okay with Lana?

JORDAN: Not really.

JON: Yeah, she just went all scorched earth on Sarah.

CLARK: Oh. Well, your mom’s working late, so it’s just us. Anything exciting happen in school today?

JORDAN: Actually, football practice was pretty interesting.

CLARK: Yeah?

JORDAN: Yeah. Jonathan got a couple good reps in. I really think Coach is starting to take notice.

JON: Yeah, there’s just a little more to it than that, but…

CLARK: That’s great! Let’s, uh… Oh, let’s celebrate with some chili cheese fries.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

LOIS: I think Sharon Powell might have given us our big break.

CHRISSY: Or… and here’s another theory, that lady was half in the bag, selling a conspiracy theory about her son. Did you smell her breath?

LOIS: I am aware she’d been drinking.

CHRISSY: I looked into Derek Powell while you were with his mom. It turns out, the guy has a pretty checkered past.

LOIS: Even if that’s true, that voicemail was really compelling.

CHRISSY: Out of context, sure, but he never once mentioned Morgan Edge. Maybe it was just a drug deal gone wrong.

LOIS: That is a stretch.

CHRISSY: But a bazillionaire making the guy disappear isn’t?

LOIS: At least give me the chance to prove I’m right.

CHRISSY: Look, this isn’t the “Daily Planet.” We don’t have the resources to run an investigation for weeks on end.

LOIS: But you hired me to write this kind of story.

[loud crash]

[car alarm blaring]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

CHRISSY: I hate to ask, but you don’t happen to drive a station wagon that’s on fire right now… do you?

Act IV
KYLE: We got the scene cleaned up. Button up, all right?

KYLE: I’m sorry about your car, Lois.

LOIS: Morgan Edge was behind this, Kyle.

KYLE: Now, hold on, you shouldn’t go around making baseless accusations like that.

LOIS: It’s not baseless. We just finished talking to a source about him.

CHRISSY: We still haven’t verified those claims.

[soft dramatic music]

KYLE: Y’all have a good night.

♪ ♪

[crickets chirping]

JORDAN: Yo, give it back!

JON: Hey, hey. Why’d you lie to Dad?

JORDAN: Why are you whispering?

JON: I’m… I’m not whispering.

JORDAN: And I didn’t lie to him. I’m following his example.

JON: Okay, well, now that you’ve made your stupid point, you’re done playing football, right?

JORDAN: No, the team needs me. And besides, Coach Gaines may even send me a valentine.

JON: Jordan, football is my thing, not yours.

JORDAN: You don’t own football, you egomaniac.

JON: The only reason that you’re even playing is ’cause you have your little super strength or whatever.

JORDAN: The only reason I’m playing is ’cause your little football buddies need to back off. You’re welcome. And besides, I don’t have super strength. I’m just a little stronger than before.

JON: Stop. What if someone gets hurt?

JORDAN: You know, I’m getting a little tired of everyone treating me like I’m some sort of ticking time bomb.

[scoffs] You know Dad’s gonna find out.

JORDAN: So what? I’m not doing anything wrong.

Guess you got nothing to worry about then.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

CLARK: Thought you could use this.

LOIS: I made a total fool of myself accusing Edge like that.

CLARK: It’s an honest mistake.

LOIS: We have been here for a week, and somebody’s already tried to blow up my car.

CLARK: [chuckles] Look, folks in Smallville, they’re good people. Don’t let what happened today change that. Besides, it’s not like it’s your first Molotov cocktail.

LOIS: I just feel like everyone here has their walls up. Maybe I should just hand the story off and mend some fences.

CLARK: Well, what’s your gut telling you?

LOIS: That there’s more to this.

CLARK: Then you have to dig deeper. [chuckles] Listen. I will support whatever decision you make. I just want you to be able to live with it.

LOIS: I love you.

CLARK: Still?

LOIS: Thanks for the flowers.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

Hey.

Paperwork is all signed.

Ah, great.

Listen, Clark. About yesterday…

Oh, no. No need to apologize.

LANA: It’s just, Sarah quit cheer out of nowhere and I suddenly feel like my whole family is falling apart.

[chuckles]

Can you walk?

Uh, yeah…

Oh, I left my keys in the… It’s Smallville.

[chuckles]

“It’s Smallville.”

Uh, and I doubt that, by the way.

Well, of course you do.

I mean, that’s the image I’ve worked so hard to put out there.

LANA: And the truth is, Kyle and I barely talk. When we do, we’re yelling at each other. And Sophie… oh, God, well, Sophie’s just become mean, and Sarah, I just feel like I’m losing Sarah.

CLARK: Oh, don’t be so sure. Really hard to know what they’re thinking at this age.

LANA: Oh, God. Part of me wants to know, and the other part of me is terrified at what I might find out.

CLARK: Yeah. I miss having Mom around to help with this sort of thing.

LANA: She would be so happy to know you’re finally home. And at least the boys are finally settling in. I hear Jordan’s quite the football star.

CLARK: Oh, I think you mean Jonathan.

[suspenseful music]

LANA: N-no.

It’s time to get locked and loaded! Let’s go! You ready? It’s where the rubber meets the road. You ready?

Sean, you’re up! Who do you want?

I want short-stack, Coach.

Short-stack!

All right. All: Ooh!

[intense music]

Time to lock horns, gentlemen.

You ready?

You ready?

[team grunting]

[whistle blares]

[team grunting]

♪ ♪

All: Ohh!

That’s what I’m talking about!

Whoo!

[breathing heavily]

JORDAN: I shouldn’t have kissed Sarah. It wasn’t cool. I apologize.

♪ ♪

All right.

[applause]

Yeah.

Thanks.

Team that plays together stays together.

[applause]

All right, who’s next up?

♪ ♪

Act V
CLARK: How could you possibly think it was okay to join the football team?

JORDAN: You didn’t say it wasn’t.

CLARK: No, no, don’t… don’t do that. I see what you’re doing.

JORDAN: As long as you don’t mention it, it’s not a lie, right?

LOIS: Your father apologized for that.

CLARK: Your powers are not something to be taken lightly, Jordan.

JORDAN: Yeah, well, I barely have any, remember? That’s what Grand Pabbie told us at Elsa’s Ice Castle.

LOIS: That’s not funny.

CLARK: He was only comparing your powers to mine.

JORDAN: No, he said my powers suck. Don’t act like he didn’t.

CLARK: I admit, taking you to see him this early was a mistake.

JORDAN: Mistake? You know what? Everything you do is a mistake. You get fired, you bring us here. You know, I just wish you would go back to not being around anymore.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

CLARK: Go upstairs.

JORDAN: Yeah.

CLARK: Right now.

JORDAN: Yeah.

♪ ♪

[door slams]

JON: I-I’m with you guys. I don’t know what he was thinking.

CLARK: You too.

♪ ♪

KYLE: Mm. Come on, boys.

LANA: Sarah?

[door clicks, dog barking]

LANA: Would you please sit down and have dinner with the rest of us?

SARAH: Nope.

♪ ♪

[door clicks]

[crunching]

♪ ♪

[loud thud]

♪ ♪

LOIS: He didn’t mean all that.

CLARK: You sure?

LOIS: He’s 14, he was lashing out. I’m not saying that that makes it acceptable, but we can’t take everything he says at face value.

CLARK: Then how am I supposed to know what he needs?

LOIS: All I’m saying is, maybe figure out the reason behind Jordan’s anger and address that.

♪ ♪

CLARK: You going somewhere?

LOIS: Yeah. Turns out, Miss Powell’s son isn’t the only worker who’s gone missing. There’s three other employees I can’t account for.

CLARK: So you were right?

LOIS: Looks like it. We’re meeting in New Carthage to go over it all. So, um, I’m gonna need to borrow your truck.

♪ ♪

CLARK: You gonna bring it back?

LOIS: 50/50.

♪ ♪

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

JON: You glad Dad found out? Now you can just go back to hanging out with Sarah and listening to El-P remix Morrissey, or whatever.

JORDAN: Morrissey’s a xenophobic has-been.

♪ ♪

JON: Well, you hate football, right? So who cares? You don’t have to pretend anymore.

JORDAN: Yeah.

[phone buzzing]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

JON: You were right. I-I should’ve said something. That’s my bad, I know I’m not a perfect person.

[chuckles] Trust me. We all make mistakes.

JON: Yeah, but what if Jordan joining the team wasn’t a mistake?

CLARK: Not sure I see your point.

JON: Trust me, this--this feels really weird to say, but maybe Jordan needs football. I mean, he’s been a really messed up kid for a really long time. And, I don’t know, what if joining the team’s a good thing?

CLARK: I appreciate you sticking up for your brother--

JON: - No, look, it’s not even like that. You should’ve seen him out there, he’s making friends. He’s been happy for the first time in...forever.

[soft music]

CLARK: Jonathan, there’s nothing I want more than for you guys to be happy, but we have to be careful. And him using his strength like this, it-- It could raise suspicion.

JON: Yeah, but he doesn’t have super strength like you. That’s what Jor-El Debarge said, right?

CLARK: Just because his strength isn’t like mine doesn’t mean it’s not elevated.

JON: Okay, so maybe that puts him on the level of the other kids. Okay, maybe he’s a little stronger, but maybe that does even the playing field for a kid his size.

CLARK: You don’t know that.

JON: Neither do you. I know that having powers is a total game changer, but what’s the point of having something special if you’re not actually allowed to be special?

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[electrical buzzing]

[suspenseful music]

[brakes squeal]

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[clattering]

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LOIS: Sharon?

♪ ♪

TV: And we’ll find out what joke made her laugh hardest, next on “The Whitty Banter Show.”

[dark music]

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[dramatic musical sting]

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Act VI
LOIS: - [straining]

[breathing heavily]

[suspenseful music]

[both straining]

- [groans]

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Ah, that won’t help you.

LOIS: No, but he will.

[whirs]

[intense dramatic music]

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[knuckles cracking]

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LOIS: Sharon? Sharon.

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[grunting]

♪ ♪

LOIS: Sharon, wake up. Sharon? Sharon? Superman!

♪ ♪

[wind whooshes]

[ice crackling]

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LOIS: Superman!

[whooshes]

SUPERMAN: He’s gone. Are you okay?

LOIS: She’s barely breathing. You need to take her to the hospital. I’ll be fine.

[whooshes]

♪ ♪

[upbeat music plays on radio]

[knocking]

SARAH: Come in.

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LANA: I heard about Sean.

SARAH: Nothing travels faster than Smallville gossip.

LANA: Honey, I’m here if you want to talk about it.

SARAH: I’m fine.

LANA: I just can’t tell anymore. Ever since last summer, I have no idea if I might lose you forever.

SARAH: [sighs] I’m okay, Mom. I promise.

LANA: Just, we used to be so close.

[soft music]

LANA: And now, there’s this distance. And when am I gonna know that you’re really okay?

SARAH: ‘Cause I’ll tell you. I’ve been telling you the truth this whole time.

LANA: Not about why it happened. Honey, you can quit cheer, and you can keep me at arm’s distance if you want, but please, I need to know why it happened.

SARAH: I just felt trapped. By this town, by this family. Everything was getting so bad, and I just never saw myself escaping. It’s like the only future that I saw for myself was… a life that I didn’t want.

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LANA: You saw yourself turning into me.

SARAH: That’s not what I meant.

LANA: No, it’s okay. [chuckles] It’s true.

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LANA: I’m the most full-of-crap lady in Smallville.

SARAH: [laughs]

LANA: And most days, when I’m smiling, that’s not how I feel inside.

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LANA: I feel lost.

SARAH: Why do you pretend?

♪ ♪

LANA: [exhales] It’s how I was raised. “Always smile at your neighbor.” [sniffs] “Never let them see the hurt inside.”

SARAH: I don’t really think that’s healthy.

LANA: [chuckles] [sniffs] I think you’re right.

♪ ♪

LANA: Do you know what kind of life would make you happy?

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SARAH: I don’t know. I guess I’m...figuring it out.

LANA: Yeah, me too. Come here. [sniffs]

♪ ♪

LANA: I love you so much.

♪ ♪

[door clicks]

[clears throat]

JORDAN: So is creepy lurking one of your superpowers now?

CLARK: Come on. I wanna show you something.

[lock clicks]

CLARK: When I was in ninth grade, I wanted to try out for the baseball team, but my dad didn’t let me. I begged him over and over, but… he always said no.

JORDAN: So you never even tried out?

CLARK: I came close. You know, showed up at the field and everything. But... at the last minute, I realized one of the main reasons I wanted to try out didn’t have anything to do with baseball.

JORDAN: Was it a girl?

CLARK: It’s always a girl.

[chuckles] So did you regret not playing?

CLARK: Yeah, I did. It’s been over 20 years and I still think about it. Which is why I need you to be very honest with me Is playing football something that you really want?

[soft dramatic music]

JORDAN: To be honest, at first, I wasn’t sure or anything, but these last couple of days, they’ve… they’ve kind of just been incredible.

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CLARK: And you’re sure you can keep your powers under control?

JORDAN: Yes. I’m…

♪ ♪

JORDAN: I don’t know how to explain it, it’s just a feeling. I guess you would know.

CLARK: Yeah. Yeah, I think I do.

♪ ♪

JORDAN: Wait. Does this mean I can play?

CLARK: It does.

JORDAN: Really?

CLARK: Yes, but… there’s one last thing we have to talk about.

You wanna be an assistant coach?

CLARK: I just want to help out. I don’t know if you know this, but I was actually the team manager back in high school.

Linkedln resume notwithstanding, you’re a little late. We’ve been staffed up since the summer.

CLARK: Well, you see, the thing is, with both my boys on the team now, I’d really just like to find a way to spend more time with them.

Take ’em camping. Rent a canoe. Make some s’mores.

CLARK: Look, I promise, I won’t get in the way. I’ll do whatever job you need.

LOIS: Not to mention, he’ll work for free.

You should’ve started with that, Kent. [chuckles]

CLARK: Oh.

[both chuckle]

Welcome to the team. Bring that cooler, meet me on the sidelines.

[soft music]

CLARK: Thanks for the assist.

LOIS: You sure about this?

CLARK: No. But I’ve gotta try.

LOIS: All right, I gotta run. See you later, Coach.

CLARK: [chuckles]

SARAH: So your dad did a 180 on the whole football thing?

[car horn honks]

JORDAN: Got a little help from Jon.

JON: Well, I can neither confirm nor deny, but I will say that-- Let’s just assume you owe me now.

TAG: Jonathan, you ready?

JON: Yeah, oh. See you guys later.

SARAH: Bye!

SARAH: Um, so, Friday’s gonna be your first game?

JORDAN: Yeah, um... you quit the cheer team, are you still gonna go?

SARAH: [chuckles] Do you want me to?

JORDAN: I mean--

SARAH: Yeah! Yeah, that--it-- it might be fun to see as a bystander.

♪ ♪

SARAH: Your dad seems like he’s really struggling.

JORDAN: Oh, yeah, Dad’s the new assistant coach.

SARAH: Do you need any help, Mr. Kent?

CLARK: [breathlessly] Oh, hey, Sarah. Oh, I’m great.

CLARK: Hey, Coach gave me a jacket and I bought a hat!

JORDAN Uh, um...

SARAH: I--

JORDAN: I-- I’ll s--

SARAH: Have fun at practice, guys.

JORDAN: See you, Sarah.

♪ ♪

CLARK: Hey, looks like you guys are getting along, huh?

JORDAN: All right, all right, all right. Just pretend like you need my help with this, all right?

CLARK: All right, yeah. I’m really, really-- Ow! Too much, little too big?

JORDAN: Little too much.

CLARK: All right.

♪ ♪

CHRISSY: Lois? I need to apologize to you. I mean, after what happened to Sharon Powell last night, I feel like such an idiot.

LOIS: Chrissy…

CHRISSY: No, it’s just… I’ve never had something like this fall on my lap before. Stories this important don’t usually happen in Smallville.

LOIS: But, see, that’s where I was wrong. Stories like this happen in small towns everywhere, and stories that need to be told, but they get missed because there aren’t enough reporters looking for them.

CHRISSY: Come on, let me show you what I’ve been working on.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

LOIS: Where’d you get this?

CHRISSY: From the gas station near the motel. This feels big, doesn’t it?

LOIS: Yeah. Now it’s up to us to put it all together.

LOIS: Who are you, and why is a person with powers working for Morgan Edge?

No, Superman saved Powell’s mother. Well, how’s Larr gonna take care of it?

[tires screeching]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[buzzing]

[intense music]

It’s done. I’ll call the team.

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