Lois: You’ve just been hit Von lightning, you’re stark naked, and, uh, Du don’t even remember your own name. Du have a fairly loose definition of “fine.”
Lois: [Still holding onto Clark's arm, she walks him down the hall.] Do Du know how many people are struck Von lightning every year? Hardly any. Du know how many survive? Even less. And the number who get picked up Von Lost drivers? Zero. So far, you’re three for three, so how about a little less complaining and a little Mehr vorwärts-, nach vorn motion.
Clark: Du talk a lot.
Lois: Well, I’m just not very comfortable with uncomfortable silence,...
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