Kent home. SoFine examines MamaKent's gruesomely colorful arm. Bo bellows that SoFine's not a doctor, and that what they need is medical attention. He tells SoFine just to get out of his way so that he can take MamaKent to the hospital, which you'd figure he'd have already done by now. Clark tells Bo that the doctors can't help. SoFine asks MamaKent if she fell unconscious a day and a half before. "Yes, exactly," she says. Bo tells Clark to go get the truck. SoFine stands and tells Bo that if doctors puncture MamaKent's skin or use medication, she could die instantly. Why not try Robitussin? Bo asks why he should trust SoFine. "He's Kryptonian," says Clark. "This could be a Kryptonian disease." It's a Kryptonian thing, Bo, you wouldn't understand. MamaKent suddenly seizes, shaking as she sits on the couch. Bo asks what's happening. SoFine asks if they have a meteor rock handy. It's in the pantry next to the Pop-Tarts. Clark yells for Bo to go get the rock from a closet. Clark and SoFine get out of the way as Bo brings the little box over. "Hold it to her forehead," SoFine says. Bo takes out the glowing meteor rock and places it on her head. He tells her to breathe. Breathe, damn you! Live! MamaKent calms down. Clark says it's working. SoFine cheers everybody up by saying that's not true. There is no cure, and all the rock is doing is easing her pain. Hey, did you hear the one about Alexander the Great and how he...oh, too soon? Sorry. SoFine says that in a matter of hours, Clark's Earth mother will be dead. Foreboding music plays. MamaKent's still not looking too healthy.