Stately Luthor Manor. Three dudes are showing Lex a campaign poster. It's just an extreme close-up of Lex's face that reads, "Looking to the future." Only he's really not. He's looking at you. And unless your name is "The Future," it really doesn't work. Lex tells his crew that he'll finish this later. They bring down the poster and Clark, in a red t-shirt, is standing in the doorway. Security! Damn. I don't even know why I bother. Clark says, "I just wanna say thank you." But he won't. Lex says that when he asked Clark not to get in trouble, that meant not getting arrested for being underage in a strip club using Lex's ID when Lex is in the middle of a campaign. You shitty, shitty friend. "I didn't mean to drag you into this," Clark lies. Lex calls Clark on his bullshit and says that Clark was accusing him of masterminding everything before he walked through the door the first time. "I didn't think he was lying to me," Clark says softly, and with the puppy eyes. Aw, baby, don't be like that. Let's kiss and make up. Gayest Look of the Episode. "But you assumed that I would," Lex says. Clark sidesteps that one and says he can't believe the senator lied. It's...why, it's un-American! Lex gives Clark a look that is also The Sexy. Lex asks if Clark remembers the story of King David. "Humor me," he says, as he sits. "Slew the lion. Saved his people," Clark remembers. Then he made lion cole slew. Lex says that King David saw a beautiful woman bathing and fell madly in love. Unfortunately, she was filming a commercial for Herbal Essences shampoo and he misunderstood her enthusiasm. Lex says that she turned out to be his best friend's wife. "You know what our great hero did?" Lex asks. He sent his best friend into battle so that he could have the woman to himself. Cold! Brooding music plays. "Kinda leave that part out, don't they?" Clark says. Lex looks at Clark heavily. He says that we all need to believe in heroes, but that even the best ones are far from perfect. Some are even dumb. And wear flannel.
Commercials. Am I really supposed to believe that Gatorade is tested in a lab with the intensity of the Manhattan Project? Haven't they figured out by now what it is, scientifically, that Gatorade does?
The Barnness of Epilogueitude. More countrified incidental music. Luke is throwing darts. Clark walks in. He says he was surprised to see Luke's car out front. Luke says he's been mulling some tough decisions. He says that this seemed like a good place to get his bearings. And some cowshit on his shoes. Clark asks if Luke's talked to Bo. Luke says that Bo did most of the talking, and that he has a knack for a guilt trip. Clark smiles. "Usually works because he's right," he tells Luke. Luke says that Bo's always had high expectations of the people around him. He says that Bo is the one man Luke never wanted to disappoint. As for the ladies? Suck it. No respect for you. "You should try being his son," Clark suggests. Luke thinks about it, but decides that won't work. Clark says that no matter how much Bo lays on, he never expects more than he expects of himself. Tragic, really. Luke asks if Bo will ever forgive him. Clark says that Bo's had lots of trial runs with Clark in that area. He adds that lots of people out there also look up to their senator. Luke says, "I guess you can only pull off the disguise of being superhuman for so long." Clark's mood darkens. He asks what Luke is going to do. Luke tells Clark he's pulling out of the race. Bummer.