Satellite shenanigans. Oliver calls in to Chloe via walkie-talkie. "Houston, we got a problem." Chloe smiles at her silly man and asks if he's at the satellite station yet. He is, indeed, but he's a little lost. He crawls on his belly through a maze of air ducts. "I need you to be my own personal MapQuest, if you don't mind." He describes his surroundings and she finds his location on a paper map. She calls him "mole man" and directs him to a T-intersection in the ducts. Once he gets there, she tells him to look for a specific panel, which he finds quickly. He takes out a handy cordless screwdriver and opens the panel's faceplate. "You gotta admit," he says, "I know how to treat a girl on date night." She grins. "Sure, next week you think we could just grab some Thai food and catch a movie?" Mm, sounds good. He pokes around in some wires and one of the monitors at Watchtower flickers on. Chloe rejoices. She tells Oliver to head back home as she goes to her desk's built-in computer to find him an easier way out. She's pleased to find a glowing green dot on the map that means the station's motion sensors have picked him up. She's significantly less pleased when a dozen red dots suddenly join him on the screen. An alarm sounds. "Oh, no, Ollie, you've got visitors," she says. "There's a whole swarm of them and they're closing in on you fast." She tells him to get out. As he starts backtracking, the metal walls of the ducts crumple around him as whoever is on the other side tries to punch their way inside. He crawls and crawls, but everywhere he goes he's met by unseen foes. "Chloe, if they find the signal, they'll trace me back to you!" he shouts. "I gotta go!" He cries out her name; she cries back to him. "I love you," he blurts out. After a slight pause, she answers back, "I love you!" She watches helplessly as the red dots converge on Oliver. His last words to her: "Chloe, they're not Kandorian!" Commercials.
Gothy crow's nest. Clark whooshes over to the big stone pedestal and lifts away the top of it, revealing the crystal console inside. There's an octagonal shaped indentation in the middle. Clark reaches into his pocket for the Book of Rao, but finds only lint. "Lois," he says with a frown.
Streets of Metropolis. Lois, stuffing the octagon into her jeans pocket, waits for the "Blur" to arrive. "I knew I could count on you," Zod says, walking up to her. She can't believe he was right about Clark. Now the "Blur" is the only one she can believe in. "My only regret," Zod says, "is I can see your heart break." He glances at her chest. Those aren't her heart, buddy. Lois turns away in tears. "It's not broken," she says in a quavering voice. "It's shattered." He places a comforting hand on her shoulder and promises never to deceive her. As she reaches up to touch his hand, a jolt of realization goes through her: These are not the meaty paws she caressed just weeks ago. He presses her for the Book of Rao, but she lies that she doesn't have it. "I hid it where I confessed to you that you were the most important person in my life." Zod gets pissed. Lois turns to leave, but Zod super-zips into her path. "I should have known better than to deceive the Blur's most devoted follower," he says. "Who the hell are you?" she asks. He's someone who likes to fling ladies into phone booths, that's who he is. He hurls Lois across the street and everything goes slo-mo. Clark zips onto the scene, punches Zod out of the way, then plucks Lois out of the air just as her elbow breaks through the booth's glass window. For some reason, she's unconscious as he sets her down on the pavement. He zips into the nearest alley when she starts to come to. She sees him standing in the shadows and goes to him, apologizing for thinking Zod was him. "Please say something," she says when he remains silent. She holds out the Book of Rao and he takes it, his fingers closing on her hand and pulling her toward him for a kiss. She doesn't seem so "shattered" about Clark anymore. They kiss and kiss as sad music plays. He zips away. Recognizing the full luciousness of the lips with which she just locked, Lois staggers out of the alley. "Clark!" she gasps.