Kent farm during the day. You didn't think they were going to end this episode without some more Clark 'n Lana shit, did you? There's a God of this show and He is not merciful. Clark is puttering around with a wheelbarrow. Lana pulls up in her Jeep Liberty. Some alt-crappy song about Mona Lisa is playing. On her best day, Lana is no Mona Lisa. She's not even Lisa Simpson. She's also wearing a pink peacoat on a sunny day and a pink scarf. Even the Pink Panther is like, "Damn, girl, dial it down! Da dum da dum...da dum...da dum da dum da dum da dum da duuuuuuuuum." Lana just came to...does she even know why she's here? She says they left things in a weird place. On her upper lip. Clark says that his feelings have never changed. He's immobile that way. Yikes. Lana says that part of her knows that, but it's like Lex says -- people are who they've always been. Why don't you credit Rilke with that, ya plagiarizing beeyotch? Clark asks what Lex has to do with this. Lana says she trusts him. She says Lex wants what's best for them. Clark brings up all the times they've avoided what they really want. Lana accuses Clark of backing away every time they get close. She's tired of this shit! "You can't keep changing the rules," she says. That's unfair because Clark thought the game they were playing was Uno. Clark says he doesn't want to hurt Lana and that he isn't leave this time. "Maybe I am," Lana says. A spine! There's a spine under all that pink! Lana says she's been so focused on Clark she's missing her whole life. Her whole exciting pink pancake, no-friend, no-relative havin' Talon and coffee life. Wow, Lana. That's a lot of living there. "Like seeing other people," Clark says glumly. Lana says no, more like "everything." She says she can't keep doing this with Clark. Sad strummy bullshit music keeps playing. Lana leaves as the strings start to play. Clark moves his eyebrows a little. Acting!