Sideways transition back to Lex and the punching bag. A gun pops into frame from the right, right into the back of Lex's neck. Lex turns slowly, sweating. It's Parker Lewis, looking awful, despite a huge grin. "Nothing to say?" he asks. Lex starts to call the guy a crazy bastard, but Parker says he wants to know what happened at Club Zero. "The cover-up!" he yells in Lex's face. Parker puts the gun under Lex's chin and starts stroking Lex's face with his gloved hand as he looks at him adoringly. It is, at long last, the Gayest Look of the Episode. Parker notes that the cop from Club Zero is now dead. He says he finds it interesting that Lex was involved with that, too. Lex asks why Parker won't kill him now. "Because...it's more fun to watch you suffer," he says, as if it's obvious. He goes, "Bang!" with the gun pointed to Lex's temple. Lex flinches.
Outside, Clark is walking along outside the Lex estate. No fruit or flowers to deliver, Clark? Guess he's just delivering a big can of Clark to Lex Luthor. As Clark is about to open a door, he hears, "Tell me," then a click, and then we're back inside and we hear Parker say, "...what really happened." Clark whips open the door and runs in. "Clex!" he yells. Just like that with a "C" at the beginning. Whoah. That was weird. Lex looks around, panting. Parker is gone. "Lex, are you all right?" Clark asks. It took him, like, three days just to get inside the room. Lex, sweaty, asks Clark what he's doing there. Clark, holding a paper, says that the office told him Lex was there. Clark asks Lex who was there with him. Hey! Jealousy! Lex says it was nobody. Clark doesn't probe. (Yet.) He says he found out who Kasitch is, and what happened at Club Zero. Nice, hypocrite. Clark says that everybody fits into this except Lex. "What's going on?" he asks. Lex, bending over as he sits on a bench, says, "For our friendship, I'm asking you to stay out of this." That was a lot nicer than Clark treated Chloe. Lex takes a sip of water from a white plastic bottle. He grimaces. Yep, I miss the Ty Nant bottles, too.
Kent Farm. Bo and Duke are having a sunset moment. "The cows aren't gonna feed themselves!" Bo announces as Clark walks up. If only platitudes were edible. They'd have the fattest cows in the land. Bo looks at Clark and asks if he had a late night. Bo blames the severed hand incident on Lana getting into business with Lex Luthor. Clark points out that if it weren't for Lex, there's be no Talon. Clark says that the past is the past and that the best we can do is look to the future. "All right, you got me," Bo says. It's one of the few Platitude Staring Contests he's ever lost. Bo asks about Chloe's story, and apologizes for the whole peas thing. Heh. Recurring slights are funny. Clark asks about that phony baloney adoption agency, "Metropolis United Charities." Bo, against a cloudy sky that at least looks real this time, tells Clark they had to go outside the normal channels to do the adoption. Clark asks if it was legal. Oh man, I wish it wasn't and that Clark had to go live in Mexico. Bo says it was, but that it required higher access than Bo or MamaKent had. "Access"? To what, a laser? Bo goes cryptic and says that it's a long road from Clark's space cruiser to his birth certificate. Thank you, Bo. You've proven invaluable in your lack of information. Bo suddenly cocks his head. He asks if Clark hears that. Hears what? Nothing. There's a whole herd of cows over the hill and no sound. They rush over. We pan up and it's a mass cow suicide! The cows drank the Kool-Aid-tinted grasswater! They're all lying down, dead! I wish we went straight from this to a Burger King commercial. No such luck.