Methane pressure is still rising. The kids are running down a hall, and all of a sudden it looks like an astronaut movie. "Kids are coming out," one of the guards says, and MamaKent and Bo Duke are relieved. Papa Luthor, is told that the building has to be sealed because of the gas levels, but if that happens, his son will be trapped inside. Papa Luthor looks stricken for a half second, rubs his mouth with a finger, then says, "Do it." Magnificent, that bastard.
Steel door closing. Just as they cross it, Clark turns around, leaving Sneaky Pete to yell on after him. Clark rolls back in, sub-Indiana Jones style, then superspeeds it along Level 2 at blur speed.
Outside, MamaKent hugs an arriving Pete and asks where Clark is. He does like R&B singer Joe's girlfriend and stutter, stutters about Clark going back in and how he couldn't help. I know he's stressed out and all but he sounds like a damned idiot. He sounded less freaked out when that succubus tried to suck all the fat from his body. MamaKent spins on Papa Luthor who tells her the safety doors are sealed until the gas levels go down. Giving him the fiery look of MomDoom, she tells him that her son is in there. "So is mine," Papa Luthor says. Yeah, but her son is...super!
Back to Clark. He finds that little Cask of Amontillado room. He stares at the wall with great male model intensity. His super-vision kicks in and he sees the elevator beyond the wall. Aha! Commercials.