Metropolis skyline. Lex is standing inside a very expensive-looking office/art collection room. Camera zooms in on Lex's face as he sees Boobs McChesty and her dad, Sir Hairy, walk in. Sir Hairy has that full-chested Rupert Murdoch look. And when he opens his mouth, he even talks a little like Rupert. Lex complains that Boobs -- who's wearing a red pantsuit that looks like it was thrown out by Mary Hart -- smiles and asks why he seems upset. Sir Hairy, for his sweaty part, says they just closed a deal. Lex complains about being treated without respect. Sir Hairy says it doesn't matter how Lex feels. "Because the deal. Is off!" he announces, trying to do his best Michael Caine. Lex says he thought it was Sir Hairy's ambition to crush Lex's father. "No, that's your life ambition!" Hairy says cheerfully. He's sweating like a basted rump roast. Hairy says his ambition it to take over LuthorCorp. Lex asks how he plans to do that without Lex's shares. Hairy says he bought Cadmus Labs, the company Lex has been researching for the last year. Boobs McChesty looks uncomfortable in the background. I'm happy to report she doesn't say anything. Hairy is happy. He plans to buy Luthorcorp. Hairy tells Lex to tell his dad hi. Then he says, "Come on, girl," to Boobs. After Hairy leaves, Lex tells Boobs, "Congratulations. I hope it was worth it." He leaves. Boobs is left to look conflicted, or stupid, or both.

Outside "The Talon Theater." A sign says it's closed, but adds, "Thanks for the memories." Lana is walking down some stairs. Clark walks in, asking if she's trying to score the last box of Jujubes before they close. Who eats those, anyway? Clark eyes Lana's necklace and decides to come closer when it doesn't glow. Lana tells Clark that her parents met at the theater. Before they were smushed by the meteor. Lana says that her dad worked concessions and her mom met him when she got bored at Close Encounters. Clark asks how one could get bored at that movie. Well, she's not an alien, Clark. Lana blah blahs about how magical it was and how they'd never noticed each other before, but they just clicked that night. I feel like clicking. My remote. Lana, who is so empathetic she cries when grass is mowed, feels a tangible bond with the run-down, closed theater. I bet she went and saw The Majestic and bawled her eyes out. Clark digs in his pocket and finds one of Bo's platitudes stuck to a wad of gum. "Sometimes letting go is the only way to move forward," he tells her, reading from the gumwad. Lana agrees. She asks Clark how he found her. He asked Nell because he needed Lana's class notes. He fell asleep. Wonk, wonk, wonk. Lana asks if Clark's been feeling okay lately. She says he's been less Clark Kent-like. She says it's nice. What a backhanded compliment. She says he seems relaxed, like he doesn't have the weight of the world on his shoulders. Clark says he woke up (but not above the bed anymore?) and realized his life had changed and that he had to accept it. Lana says she should adopt that philosophy. She should adopt an acting class.