Filmin' on the dock of the bay. We're on a dock in Metropolis, and I get unpleasant flashbacks to Mystic River, a turgid poop of a movie I saw last night. Don't listen to the critics. If you've seen two episodes of Homicide, you've seen it done better. On the dock, a sleek black town car pulls up. Papa Luthor gets out of the back seat and takes in that nasty air. He says it's remarkable how the smell of creosote and algae can take you back thirty years. I love that bastard. The Edge, standing by his own car, says that there are a lot of memories buried here. Papa Luthor agrees. Edge hands Papa Luthor a paper sack. What, he couldn't afford an attaché case? Papa Luthor pulls out the Mason jar. "Intriguing presentation," he says. Edge says that the packaging isn't important. Papa notes that trust has never had anything to do with their friendship. Papa takes the blood to his car, and the window rolls down to reveal a severe-looking Asian woman in a white coat. I could be totally wrong here, but isn't she the woman Lex took to Lana's Sweet Sixteen birthday bash? Fine, I'm racist, whatever. It's not like there's a flood of minority actors on the show. The woman drops a bit of blood into what looks like a DJ console. "It's identical," she says, after .5 seconds. Great technology, that. "Excellent," Papa Luthor says. Smithers! Release the hounds. The Edge asks about the blood. Is it some kind of liquid gold? Edge asks what the source of it would be worth. Papa Luthor says that the source is a mystery to him. Papa Luthor says that his source became uncooperative. Papa Luthor gets into his car. Edge taps on the window. He says it's not the sample he stole, and that he got the blood straight from the source. Papa Luthor grins like a shark.
Back at the barn, the thugs tie the glowing meteor rock to the middle of Clark's chest and secure it with duct tape. Bo watches in a chair. It's nice that they let him sit. Bo suddenly leans forward, smashes the chair, and breaks free. Unfortunately, he gets kicked in the head. Sorry, Bo. Your superpowers were temporary. A phone rings. Puffy Thug answers it. The Edge wants the thugs to bring Clark to him. MamaKent purses her lips at them, but it does no good. They drag Clark outside and throw him into the moving truck. Just as they're leaving, Lana pulls up in a red Liberty SUV. When did she get a car? "Do you know where the Kents are?" she asks the henchman-looking guy with the big, ugly tattoo. She should have spent more time getting jaded in Metropolis.