Back at the Daily Planet, it's the second half of the second paragraph all over again: Ransacked basement, flickering lights, a squelchily drooling Lois attacking Clark. He grabs her wrists and tries to fend her off. She gnashes her teeth at him like a crazed animal. I think this is the most expressive I've ever seen Erica Durance's face. At first, I didn't even think it was her. Clark pushes Lois back and she responds by shoving him thirty feet through a window. He tumbles into the street outside with a thud and a grunt. (There doesn't seem to be a quarantine of any kind, by the way.) He gets to his feet and finds Lois waiting for a second round. She rushes him but he manages to grab her and turn her around so that the biting side of her is facing away from him. She struggles as he holds her. It's like he's hugging a screaming child in order to wait out a tantrum. He tells her it's going to be OK. She thrashes and gnashes some more. He looks up at the sky as rain starts to fall. He holds her there like he somehow knows it's going to cure her, but he couldn't have known. I mean, Chloe didn't even know about the rain thing until she was already on the jet. Also, Lois's gnashing teeth totally sound like a stapler. She's going to collate him alive! She continues to struggle, but as the rain washes over them she starts to calm down. The water washes away her zombie makeup and inky drool. "Lois?" Clark asks tentatively. He loosens his grip so she can turn around to face him. She doesn't know what happened. "We made it," he says. They smile and stare and stare and smile, then hug. Suddenly, a bunch of other people are walking around in the rain, looking a little dazed but de-zombified. Well, that was easy.
Later that night in a dark, dank alley, Oliver is drinking from a wee flask. His Ducati is parked a few feet away. Clark whooshes onto the scene and Oliver sighs, "Here we go." Clark bitches him out for not keeping Lois awake. "Lois almost died! You spiraled down so far you couldn't even protect her." Hey, you could have revealed your powers and protected her, so don't go lecturing anybody about heroics, you doofus. Clark asks, "Is there any part of the person I used to know still there?" Oliver doesn't think so. Clark thinks Oliver needs help. Oliver seems to agree with what Clark said earlier, and thinks he's been running away from himself for a long time. Now that he's looked at himself in the mirror, he knows who he really is. "Then you know what you have to do," Clark says. Oliver agrees and thanks him. Sad string music plays. Clark, obviously thinking they've come to an understanding, leaves the scene. Oliver watches after him for a few moments before pulling his Green Arrow costume out of a bag he was carrying. He drops it to the ground and empties his flask over it. He flicks a pocket lighter, pauses, then sets the costume on fire. He watches it burn. This... isn't still all about Jimmy, right?