Lois tappa-tappa-tappas at the computer in Bernie's lair. Suddenly, the door opens somewhere behind her and a man clamps his hand over her mouth. She lets out a muffled squeal until she realizes it's Zod. He slowly lowers his hand and shushes her. When she asks him how he got there, he tells her he's with the FBI, who've been watching Chisolm. "Where are the others?" he asks, picking the lock on one of her handcuffs. Lois tells him only one is still alive, motioning in Vala's direction. Zod leaves Lois only half-freed and goes to Vala's shower stall of doom. He's horrified at what he sees. "What has this monster done to you?" He pulls at a few levers, trying to free her, but Chisolm appears behind him with a gun. Lois calls out a warning. Zod turns, just in time to get a bullet through the gut. Ah, the searing kiss of hot lead! How Zod has missed you! I mean, I think he's dying. He falls slowly to his knees, his face registering an odd mix of calm and shock. He slumps onto his back. Chisolm orders Lois back to her writing as a pool of blood spreads on the floor beneath Zod's body. Commercials.

Chisolm now departed to do some more crazy-guy stuff, Lois finishes picking the lock on her cuffs. She rushes over to Zod, grabbing a blanket to wad up under his head. She calls him "Agent Zod" and tries to get him to focus on her voice. He breathes through his teeth, his brow dotted with sweat. He seems surprised to see Lois is still alive. She rips open his shirt to get a better look at his gaping wound. It looks like fresh hamburger. She takes off her own shirt to use as a compress. Zod warns that Chisolm will be back, but Lois promises to stay with him until his "FBI backup" arrives. "Why would you do that?" he asks. "You don't know me." "It's what Clark would do," she says. Eh, maybe. Zod admits to her there's no backup coming. He says she needs to save herself and the girl. Lois looks torn.

Met Gen. Clark and Faora meet with the medical examiner in the morgue. He's a little skittish about talking to reporters, but Clark says they already know about the bodies that were taken from the morgue. "We just need to know if they were ever recovered." All but one: John Corben. The M.E. tells them to leave, but Faora wants to know if there were any witnesses. He tells them about Dr. Bernard Chisolm, who was the M.E. at the time, but he left for "psychiatric reasons." The current M.E. clams up, but Clark puts the screws to him by threatening to make up the rest of the story and quote him as the source. The M.E. can't believe the size of the douche nozzle on Clark, but tells him that Chisolm claimed he saw the "body-snatchers" in the act, freaked out so bad he died of a heart attack, and then was brought back to life by aliens. "He told everybody they experimented on his brain," the M.E. scoffs like it's the most ludicrous thing ever. Did everybody think Chisolm just carved up his own scalp and jammed jagged spikes in there himself? Clark finally eases up on the guy, promising not to mention him in this non-existent article if he just gives them a way to find Chisolm. Deal!