Stately Luthor Manor. Nighttime. As Papa Luthor storms in, Lex gets up and says he's flattered: two visits in one week from his dad. "What is this?" Papa asks, pointing to a report. Lex says he figured out a way to cut operating costs so the company wouldn't lose a single employee. Papa says that he specifically told Lex to cut those jobs. "With this plan you don't get the bad P.R.," Lex says. You know, when a company lays off people, they get bad publicity, but their stock usually soars. Sad fact of life. Papa gets mad. "Careful, dad. You're getting emotional," Lex says. "We could always try a rematch." Lex pulls out a foil. Was it always like this in their house? "Son. Take a bath." "No, dad. Let's duel for it!" Angry, Papa Luthor says, "You get one." "One what?" "One chance to defy me." Lex says he can't figure out what dad hates more: the fact that Lex came up with the plan or that Papa Luthor didn't think of it himself. Papa Luthor says that empires aren't built on clever bookkeeping. Lex delivers the line that's supposed to give us chills: "You have no idea what I'm capable of." I got about a third of a chill there. Then Lex does a weird, flirty smile. You really gotta watch those facial expressions, Lex.