Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Page #22

HENDERSON:

(handing him a sheet of paper)

Never was one of the perks of

this job.

(to Lois)

Check back with me after the

autopsy.

Henderson exits. Lois looks at Clark.

LOIS:

You okay?

CLARK:

We should have known. We should

have protected him.

LOIS:

How?

CLARK:

I don't know, but...

LOIS:

Look, Clark. All we can do now is

try and prove him right. Whoever

did this sabotaged Messenger and is

probably planning the same thing

for the colonist transport.

(beat)

We've got a lot of work to do.

Clark stares at her, fury abating. Lois looks at her

watch.

LOIS (CONT'D)

It's only six. Why don't we try

and get a few hours sleep. I'll

come by for you at nine.

Clark nods. On their exit we

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88 INT. CLARK'S ROOM - MORNING 88*

Clark, clad only in a towel around his waist, is mid-

conversation with his mother and father on the phone.

CLARK:

I can't help it, Mom. I feel

responsible...

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88A INT. KENT FARM - KITCHEN - INTERCUT 88A

MARTHA:

Now you listen to me, Clark Kent.

You may be the strongest man on

Earth, but the world and all of

it's problems does not rest on your

shoulders. If you could have

helped him, you would have.

CLARK:

I guess so, Mom, but...

JONATHAN:

Clark? What was this about a

worker caught in an explosion down

a manhole? Your mother told me he

recognized you.

CLARK:

Dad, the workman was semi-

conscious. Nobody believed him

when he pointed to me.

-- page break -- Rev. 3/17/93 61.

JONATHAN:

Maybe, but one of these days you're

going to pull some stunt, and some

nut with a video camera is going

to...

MARTHA:

What was he supposed to do,

Jonathan? Let the man die?

(beat)

Clark, how're your clothes holding

up? Do you have any suits left?

JONATHAN:

Don't change the subject... *

CLARK:

Listen, I have been thinking

about this. Maybe it's a crazy

idea, but... Mom? Hows your old

sewing machine? Still working?

MARTHA:

I think so.

CLARK:

Well, I have a favor to ask. I

think I need some kind of outfit...

JONATHAN:

Outfit?

CLARK:

You know, like a disguise that I

could wear when things like that

explosion happen. I could...

The sound of a knock on the door interrupts.

CLARK (CONT'D)

Mom? I have to go. Lois is here.

MARTHA:

Lois again, huh?

CLARK:

Talk to you later.

Clark moves to the door and, momentarily forgetting his

lack of attire, flings it open. The expression on Lois'

face says she was not prepared to see Clark without his

clothes on. Although she does her best to hide it, the

sight of Clark's bare chest and rippling stomach muscles

has sent her body temperature way above normal. She covers

by pretending to be mad.

-- page break -- Rev. 3/9/93 62.

CONTINUED:

LOIS:

I said nine. I thought you'd be

naked... ready.

CLARK:

I was on the phone. I'll be out in

jiff.

Clark grabs his clothes, walks into the bathroom, shuts the

door. Lois, suddenly hot, looks around, finds a paper cup,

opens the tiny refrigerator, looks inside.

INSIDE REFRIGERATOR - LOIS' POV

Six jars of peanut butter and jelly, two gallons of orange

juice, Kool-Aid, root beer, etc.

LOIS:

pours herself a glass of orange juice, looks around, opens

the cabinets. They're filled with animal crackers, sugary

cold cereals, Ding-Dongs. Lois closes the cabinets, turns,

bumps into Clark.

LOIS:

We'd better go.

They walk toward the door. On their exit...

LOIS (CONT'D)

(snidely)

So, explain something to me. You

eat like an eight-year-old but you

look like Mr. Hardbody. What's *

your secret, and can I have it?

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