- Olsen! JIMMY: Yeah?
Get this Loch Ness update right into Composing.
Yeah? No, that's it, Roth. Put it to bed. Right.
- What are you standing around here for? - I'm not--
- I wasn't gonna say it. - Go.
- Ah, the sex maniac profile. - Right.
Look, 9-to-5 it's a Pulitzer Prize winner. What do you bet?
There's no Z in "brassiere."
Hey, nice job on that union scandal, Kent.
Well, gosh, thanks, Mr. White.
Uh....
Oh, hi, Clark. Good night.
- Here, let me carry that for you. - Oh, thanks a lot.
Lois, have you got a minute?
Excuse me, please. Lois?
And these two go to the addresses on the envelope, okay?
Lois, I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me?
- Gosh, Clark, I'm sorry. I'm booked. - Oh.
Air Force One's landing at the airport and this kid's there...
...to make sure you-know-who answers a few questions he'd rather duck.
- My goodness, don't you ever let up? - What for?
I've seen how the other half lives. My sister, for instance.
Three kids, two cats, and one mortgage. Yech.
I would go bananas in a week.
Oh, can I take you to the airport?
Not unless you can fly.
- Clark? Ladies. - Sorry.
- Change my clothes. Thank you. Bye. - Hey, Lois, maybe we could--?
[SIGHS]
Um....
Lois?
- Would you be a pet and mail that? - Oh, sure-- Good night.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
Oh. Going down, please. Going down.
- Going down? - Going up, up, up.
[CHATTERING]
Good night.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: Daily Planet Copter 1, this is ground.
PILOT [OVER RADIO]: Planet 1, go ahead.
MAN: We have Miss Lane for a ride to Metropolis Airport to meet Air Force One.
PILOT: Roger, we're on our way and have you in sight.
Have one aboard for transfer, over.
MAN: Roger, Planet 1. You're cleared. Wind, 020 at 15, gusting.
Altimeter two-niner-eight-niner.
PILOT: Roger, over and out.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
[RATTLING]
A malfunction. Can't get liftoff.
MAN: You hooked the cable. - What's happening?
- Ah! - Set it down.
Oh, my God! We've lost stabilizer rotor control, I can't hold it!
I can't hold it! I can't hold it!
[SCREAMING]
Wake up!
Help!
Help! Help!
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[LOIS GRUNTING]
[SIRENS WAILING]
Come on, step back. Step back, folks.
- Alright, let's get back a little. - Move over across the street.
Bring the cameras over here. Okay.