As the crowd thins out, Clark sees Winslow standing on the balcony outside. He grabs him by the lapels and demands to know how to disarm the bomb. "I don't know who you are," Winslow says prissily, "but you're ruining my game!" Clark insists this isn't a game and that a man's life is at stake. Clark thinks about it for a while and realizes that Winslow would have to know that Oliver wouldn't have let all those people die. "But you knew that already," he says, talking himself through the puzzle like he's playing the bonus round of Wheel of Fortune and the only letter on the board is a Q. He figures that Winslow doesn't allow for human error, that he has to control the outcome, and that's why the timer was on the mask at the factory. "The pressure plate Oliver is standing on is fake," Clark concludes. He also concludes there's a timer and wants to know how long Oliver has. He holds Winslow part of the way over the balcony's railing, but Winslow doesn't divulge anything. Oliver, back at the podium, keeps focusing on the word "murderer" on his teleprompter. He looks down at the plate, looks at it some more, and takes a deep breath. On the balcony, Clark pulls Winslow up and realizes the real Winslow would want to live, "So he could dance on Oliver's grave." Winslow starts counting down from five...four...three... Clark uses his heat vision and sets Winslow's face on fire. I mean, luckily he turns out to be a robot, but Clark didn't even double check with an X-ray first. I don't see how this is any different from all the other lucky, presumptuous saves Clark has made over the years or how having temporary telepathy had anything to do with anything. Clark lets the robot drop, saying, "No one wins the game if you both lose." Uh... duh? Still at the podium, Oliver screws up his courage and steps off the plate. Clark crosses the room toward him: "How did you know the pressure plate wasn't real?" Oliver the suicidal sad sack replies: "I didn't." Clark is stunned. Oliver explains he waited until everyone had left, and knew the explosion wouldn't kill Clark. Clark looks sad. Oliver looks sad. And yet, I'm not terribly sympathetic. The guy was ready to die, but still didn't want to 'fess up about the murder.
Later that night as cops leave the Ace of Clubs, Oliver drinks whiskey and continues looking sad. Clark approaches him and lets him know that the real Winslow has been arrested thanks to Chloe following the feed from Oliver's earpiece. "He's on his way to Stryker's right now." Clark must sound noticeably less pompous than usual, because Oliver prompts him to say what's on his mind. "I haven't been paying enough attention to everything," Clark says to Oliver's back. His tone through this whole scene is very soft and gentle and his gaze upon Oliver is quietly intense. That, along with all the sparkly lights and the balcony setting and the tearful manpain, brings an almost romantic note to the scene. In honor of the olden days of recaps, I'm awarding this the Gayest Look of the Episode. Clark admits he hasn't seen the warning signs around him. He takes a few steps toward Oliver. "There are people in need that I've neglected." He stands beside Oliver. He goes on: "I didn't realize how bad things were. I'm sorry I haven't been here for you." On the one hand, I'm glad Clark seems to be doing less of the self-righteous judgy thing than he used to, but in this case I think a little bit of it would be justified. Oliver doesn't think he's worth Clark's concern. I almost expect Clark to take Oliver's face in his hands, whisper "yes, you are," and then start smooching on him. Instead, he lets Oliver go on about how the speech in there was a fact sheet of his sins. He also launches into a story about how he was only five when his parents died, which doesn't jibe with the pilot episode, but whatever. He boohoos: "Everything about my life isn't really mine, it's theirs. I didn't earn it, and it's all a lie." Oliver thinks everything from the Queen name to the Green Arrow are just masks he wears and he's realized there's nothing underneath. Clark: "There's something behind those masks. You're just afraid to face it." Clark thinks Oliver isn't running from who he is, but who he's becoming. He doesn't have to face it alone, Clark says. "Just because you've given up on Oliver Queen doesn't mean I have." Lots of sensitive, manly staring. Oliver thanks him. Clark quirks a smile at him. When they hear sirens on the streets below, Oliver tells him to go be a hero. Clark smiles again, then zips away. As the door closes behind Clark, Oliver sees a reflection of Lex in the glass. Well, it's a bald guy in a purple shirt and dark suit, and the eye bears a resemblance to Rosenbaum, but the rest of the features are hidden in shadows. Oliver frowns, clenches his jaw, and stares harder at the phantom Lex. He hurls his whiskey glass at the door. The image dissolves, leaving only Oliver's reflection.