Clark is carrying Chloe into the Fortress. "Time is of the essence, Kal-El!" Jarnelle says. Yeah, yeah, old man, I'm hurrying. Shut your interstellar pie-hole. Clark lays Chloe down and puts his jacket over her. He says she never would have gotten hurt if she wasn't protecting his secret. Jarnelle says he tried to warn Clark about the danger of sharing his true identity. More fixing, less lecturing, all right? Clark says that now that he's taking more risks, it's ever more dangerous for Chloe. Clark thinks Chloe deserves a life free from the burden of his secret. Uh-oh. What's going on in that big, empty brain of yours, Clark? "When you restore her memory, I don't want her to remember anything about Krypton," Clark says. Dick! "Or my abilities," he adds. Even dickier! What are you doing!? Jarnelle says he knows this choice isn't easy for Clark. He calls him "My son." But, Jarnelle says, it will be done. Clark kneels. He touches Chloe's hair. "You've been the best friend and ally I could have had, Chloe," he tells her. He says that Chloe saved him more times than he ever could have saved her. He kisses her forehead. "I'm sorry to go back to hiding the truth from you. But the best way that I know to protect you is to let you go," he says. The nearby ice dildos light up in agreement. They pulsate. Chloe's eyes open. The whites of her eyes fill with black. The black goo leaks out of her ear and onto the ice below. It pools and sinks into the ice. The entire Fortress lights up bright white as Clark stands there, being a huge, red-jacketed dick.
Episode Report CardOmar G: B | 1518 USERS: B
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