Outside, two nubile teens exit their car, leaving the headlights on, and run for the woods. The boy asks if the girl wants to take a swim. She says she didn't bring her bathing suit. "Neither did I!" he says naughtily, as they giggle and frolic. Chloe and Jimmy keep getting it on as we see through the driver's-side window that the couple is disappearing into the woods. A woman's scream is heard from the woods soon after. "What was that?" Chloe asks. Jimmy has to think about it; he's wondering if one of his balls just exploded. Chloe says that it came from the path, and that they should go. Jimmy sarcastically says that they should really go check that out in the very dark woods. Wuss! Chloe, only slightly amused, says, "Let's go!" She gets out of the car and heads toward danger. He follows reluctantly. Yay, danger!

In the woods, Chloe is swinging a trusty flashlight as Jimmy complains that country folk would want to wander around the woods at night. He wonders if they should call someone. "Hello? Is anyone there?" Chloe calls. Jimmy says he was thinking more along the lines of calling an authority figure for help. Chloe finds a white t-shirt on the ground. "Looks like the naked trail ends here," she says. Dangerous music. A drop of blood lands on the shirt. "Is that...?" Jimmy asks. They both look up. "My God!" Chloe says. A dead girl is up in the trees. Her face looks drained and purple. Her eyes are open, staring. She's not naked after all. Reverse shot of the girl's butt in shorts from a high vantage point. She's lying limp on the crook of a tall tree, stomach-down.

Opening credits! Cheerful! Commercials. The Grudge 2: Even Grudgier.

Kent Farm, daytime. The cows have returned. They moo for the days when it meant something to be a cow on primetime television. MamaKent is looking at an invitation for a Dark Thursday benefit. Clark asks if that's an invite to Lex's ball. He usually receives an invite to both of them. MamaKent says that she just RSVPed. Clark says that he can't imagine any Metropolis hobnobbers won't come out to support the families affected by the disaster. MamaKent says she responded for two. "Thanks, Mom, but costumes really aren't my thing," Clark tells her. Oh, pshaw, Zorro. Clark says that it's not really the place for a reunion. She asks how Clark feels about Lana and Lex together. Dandy? Clark mutters that he doesn't know. He says it's like they're different people. He picks up a copy of what I'm assuming is The Daily Planet. It's the Arts & Entertainment section, and on the front page is a photo of Lex with Lana, shot outside of LuthorCorp. The headline reads, "The next Lex girl." That's arts and entertainment? MamaKent says that they all have their own ways of moving on whether it's about growing up or just surviving. For instance, MamaKent has learned to drink an entire fifth of bourbon before breakfast. Clark says that he's lost Lana, his father, and Jarnelle. What about Pete? What about your wife? Jackass. Clark says that MamaKent doesn't see him as a different person. She says that, actually, she does in a lot of ways. She says that all of those things have shaped the mopey-ass, trifling, not-very-smart person Clark is now. Clark thinks, "Oh shit. I'm kind of an asshole!"