Clark starts walking down the stairs, trying to ignore Chloe. She follows, telling him she understands how last time he messed with the past, it cost his father's life. However, she says Clark doesn't have a choice. Clark thinks he does. He says that ever since he arrived, he's only brought out meteor freaks and phantoms, and by extension, death. Also: suffering. Well, yes, but let's go beyond the effect on me. Chloe reminds Clark that he's done so much good. When you first heard there'd be a TV show about Superman, did you ever imagine that after seven seasons, he'd be this whiny bitch who would rather moan about his poor self than save the world? Clark says he's taking responsibility for the lives he's ruined, including Lana's. Chloe desperately asks him not to be stubborn. She tells him not to do this. "We need you! I need you!" Clark says that she won't ever know he was there and that she'll be fine. Chloe, on the verge of tears, tells Clark she's not letting him off the hook that easy. She presses the disc into his hand. "This planet will be better off if I never existed!" Clark tells her. Suicide, much? Stare-down. The octagon begins to glow. A ray of light shoots up from the thing. Dammit, Chloe, look what you've done! This is going to take a whole episode to fix! A field of blue light surrounds Clark as Chloe says, "My God, Clark!" Clark disappears into a blip of tiny light.
Clark is now lying on the floor. He wakes up. There's hay around him. Hey! He stands. Clark calls for Chloe as the camera spins around him. Clark is in the barn, but sunlight comes in from one area at a time, as if giant soundstage lights are being turned on in order. "Hey, what the Hell are you doing on our property?" someone speak-mumbles. It's a skinny kid wearing a Smallville High letterman jacket. "What? Who are you?" Clark asks. The young man steps forward. He's got closed-cropped hair and looks about 16. "I'm Clark Kent," he says. Who the Hell are you? Dramatic music flares up like a hemorrhoid.