Stately Luthor Manor. Lex says he's no expert on quantum tunneling or wormholes, but since people like Einstein ruled that time anomalies were possible, he won't rule them out. Lex is actually an expert on man tunneling and dickholes. Clark, in a blue jacket and red shirt (that Sheriff Cheshire remark about plaid clothes seems weird, since Clark hasn't work any in this episode), tells Lex, who now sits at his desk, that they need to find Poor Man's Wes Bentley to prevent what may happen that night. Lex, distracted, asks why Clark thinks Lex could help. Clark knows that Lex was at the lab and that he met with Dr. Tang. Lex is suddenly interested. He asks if Clark has been following him. To the sex club. Clark tells him not to turn this around on him. Whatever, dickweed. Try a little truthfulness. Clark floats his theory that PM'sWB died of liver disease a few months before and was one of Dr. Tang's subjects. "Lana's in trouble and I know you're holding out on me," says Clark. This from the king of dishonesty. Clark asks where PM'sWB is. He uses the Lana card again to try to get Lex to spill the beans. Lex thinks about it. He leans forward and tells Clark that there's no way PM'sWB is going to go after Lana. Clark, eyes set on Lex, asks how he can be so sure. With these fixed gazes and close proximity, it's like love blooming again. Lex says that PM'sWB can't leave the lab; he needs constant injections to stay alive. Clark says that he needs to see with his own eyes. Lex says that Clark will never be able to get in. "Not without you," Clark says stoically. And now we're transcending this particular conversation and veering into Gayest Look of the Episode territory and dialogue that shines in the bright blue sky.
MONKEY SCREECH! This was a loud one. We're back at the lab. Lex and Clark enter the darkened place. Lex stares at a monkey. They consider each other. There are papers scattered everywhere, and the place seems to be abandoned. Except for screeching animals. Clark and Lex enter a room to find dead bodies scattered all over the floor. This place needs a serious Swiffer-ing. People in lab coats are bloody and deceased. Lex walks further. He rushes to the cell at the end of the hall. He bends down to find Dr. Tang, dead, her throat enlarged from being strangled with the rubber hose. Lex says Poor Man's Wes Bentley is gone. Dramatic music! Commercials! Goodbye, Dr. Tang, we'll miss you!