We haven't been together for very long, so, you know, it just made me realize how much we still don't know about each other. And, you know, I really frickin' like you, like, a lot. And so... that scared me.
I know that now. Earlier when I... when I touched her hand, I knew that wasn't you. Because you can't fake how that feels. Just like you can't fake being who you are. So, on that rooftop, when you made that very selfless choice, I knew exactly in that moment which one of you was my Kelly. And I might not know every little detail about you yet, but I know you.
Yeah, but you know you don't have to go to Paris to pick up lunch, Kara. That's not what's important to me. But, these scones from Dublin, oh my God, you can fly these in every day.
I just blurted it out! I wasn't thinking. But, you should've seen how much pain she was in, and she's so traumatized by Lex's death, and the journals are the only way she can find closure.
He was my boy, my child. He could not control his illness. The test was mine and I failed. I do not deserve to live. And how can I continue to counsel our people, when I myself am nothing?
You said I had to be honest, even if it hurt your feelings, so here's the truth. It's just too much. Okay, from now on, no more food, no more poems, no more anything. I know that you mean well, I know where you are coming from and it's sweet, it's all so sweet. I just, it's too much.
You asked me to be myself, to be completely myself with you. But, now you tell me you don't want that. I can only operate at one hundred percent. It's just how I'm built. Which is entirely my problem and not yours.
Hang on, wait, wait, wait. Let's not rush into this. Because if we had had the Verdex Blaster, Malefic could've incepted one of us to use it on J'onn. Let's at least have Brainy try to fix it first.
Excellent. I shall adjust the Phantom Zone projector's wavelengths so Malefic cannot phase through it while simultaneously recalibrating the psychic inhibitor frequencies, all to distract myself from my broken heart.
Little boxes prevented me from having a real relationship. Unfortunately, my unboxed self does not make a particularly good boyfriend. So I have been analyzing myself for days, searching for a way to modulate myself for the woman I love.
Well, I'm not gonna give you relationship advice. But as a scientist, you seem to be stuck in an infinite loop, and unless you can escape, you're headed for a crash.
Haven't seen my dad since I was... five? My mom got busted last winter stealing a space heater from the hardware store. The judge wouldn't even give her a chance to explain. They gave her ten years for stealing a 30-buck heater.
So, I met this local kid who says his mom is serving ten years for petty theft? So I did some digging, and that prison in your backyard, it seems to have a lot of people serving long sentences for small crimes.
You can help me, Nelson. That's why I'm here. Journalism's about fighting for the little guy, you taught me that. It's your job to point out corruption, so what the hell's going on here?
NNelson
Things have, uh, changed for some people. Idealism doesn't feed a family. And this whole power of the press thing, it might work if you've got the backing of a media conglomerate and a certain girl with a cape. But around here, it doesn't mean anything.
Standing up for what's right always means something. Nelson. That prison is stomping on the neck of this entire town.
NNelson
It's also the only thing that's keeping this town alive. Look, I'd love to see these bastards get what they deserve. But if I call them out, my advertisers, they pull their money, not only am I out of a job but so are the 30 other people I employ. Go back to National City. I like to think of you there. You know, I'm just glad somebody made it out of this town. And I'm glad it was you.
You guys all know that I've been doing a lot of soul searching since I left CatCo. Trying to figure out what's next. I knew I wanted to give back, and I wanted to help people. But I was driving myself crazy trying to figure out where to put those efforts. And then my extremely wise sister gave me some damn good advice. She said "stop trying so hard to figure things out, and just be still and listen." And finally I heard it. Only it wasn't a voice from inside of me, it was this kid's voice, this-this kid that we met in Calvintown. Sadly, it's become this cesspool for crime and corruption. And he told me that-that... no one there's willing to help. There's nobody willing to stand up and do the right thing. There-there's nobody willing to put their neck on the line. And just like that, that's what I knew I had to do. Look, I've been fighting the good fight from a fancy corner office for years. And in the streets of National City as Guardian. But I started off as a guy with a camera. A camera our dad gave me. Among the people. And that is where I need to be. For now, I'm going back to Calvintown. I'm going home. And I am gonna show that town that there is somebody who is willing to fight for them. I'm gonna buy the Calvintown Gazette.
One of the main reasons I moved to National City was because Clark wanted me to keep an eye on you. But you're the one that kept an eye on me. You never needed me. Not then, and certainly not now.
It is my mission to stop people from hurting each other. I will not kill.
MMalefic
Perhaps. But, you've gone to extreme measures to bring me here. And now, you are at the precipice. Studying my mind is the key. I know of desperation, human. I know the depths you feel.
I never would have thought Andrea was a criminal and I was convinced William was evil. How could I have been so wrong about both of them? And now with Obsidian tech everywhere, I mean, everyone's just in these make believe worlds and it's hard to know what's real anymore. I just want some certainty.
You know, my biggest takeaway from what happened with Malefic is when the world is uncertain, there's one thing that's rock solid. It's the people who love you.
