In Metropolis, Cat is leading Clark to her wee bitty car. He has to fold himself into this minuscule auto like a circus clown, his knees practically pressed against his chest. He surveys his new surroundings with something like horror. The seats are pink and there's a pink stuffed animal staring at him from the dash. Oh, dear Lord, there are more stuffed animals on the driver's side. Meanwhile, an unknown man studies them from a distance. A twangy guitar chord announces him as an outlaw of the Western type. He flips a sort of red glass monocle over one eye. A digital readout from his perspective shows Cat and Clark from precisely 330 yards away. In the car, Cat perkily reminds Clark to put on his seatbelt. The unknown outlaw raises a revolver, aims, and fires. We follow the bullet from the barrel through an open window of a passing car, past a coffee cup in a cafe patron's hands, through the spokes of a bicycle, and so on. The bullet swerves and dodges and then zips through the tailpipe of Cat's pinkmobile. The bullet hits some crucial part of the car's innards just as Cat is saying "My grandpa always said 'seatbelts save lives!'" The car goes kablooey in slow motion. Clark grabs Cat and whooshes her to safety. "Oh my gosh, Clark," she mews. "We almost died!" Well, maybe next time.
Episode Report CardTippi Blevins: B- | 1226 USERS: B-
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