We cut to the Fortress of Solitude. Clark is encased in a huge block of ice. Hey, Clark: Ice to see you. Why don't you chill out until next year? What Bizarro did to you was coooooold-blooded! I got a million of these, folks.
And that's it. Have a safe and happy holiday and New Year's. I'll see you in January when we sort through this unholy mess. But we'll do it merrily!