Lois: I’m impressed, Smallville. Of all the seniors skipping the last day of school, I didn’t expect to see you.
Clark: I’m on lunch break.
Lois: Right, right. Because why would you do anything like any other normal teenager in America?
Lois: How cliche, an abandoned warehouse.
Clark: You know maybe there’s another way in around the corner. Why don’t you go check? I’ll see if I can find a key for this lock.
Lois: [Doubtful] Keys? Well, I highly doubt they’re under the welcome mat, but, uh, you knock yourself out.
Chloe: Well, not so much. He has amnesia, and he’s having a hard time—
Clark: What do you mean again?
Lois: Well, at least this time you got clothes on.
Lois: Yeah, just leave Mr. Memory Reboot to me. I’m getting to be a pro at this. [To Clark] But you know what? You’re gonna have to put up with PB and J because that’s the extent of my culinary skills.
Lois: Looks like one more thing you don’t remember. You usually hide all those emotions. I came to ask if you were doing okay. But it looks like I got my answer.
Martha: [To Clark] So, this is your little secret. You’re taking her to the Prom, aren’t you?
Clark: [He snorts] Lois?
Lois: Mrs. Kent, a lot of things are possible in this world, but there will be a man on Mars before Clark and I go to Prom together.
Martha: So what, you two just get together and mack, but keep it on the down-low in public?
Clark: [Embarrassed] Mom!
Lois: I don’t mean to be rude, Mrs. Kent, but, uh, did you crack open the cooking sherry?
Martha: Of course not! I’m just super-pumped about Prom.
Clark: Lois, what’s going on?
Lois: What do you mean?
Clark: You made us breakfast, you’re offering to do chores. You want something.
Lois: No. It’s called being nice.
Clark: Yeah, well, if you were any nicer, we’d starve.
Lois: Um… meet my sister Lucy. She was kind of hoping she could crash here for a couple days.
Lucy: I know it’s last minute, but I had this school break, and I’m willing to sleep in the barn.
Clark: No, that’s okay. Lois can sleep in the barn.
Lois: Actually, I kind of… hit him.
Clark: You hit him? With your car?
Lois: [Sarcastic] No, with my fist.
Chloe: She’s bringing home strays now, huh? [Chloe gets back to her feet] How is the new tenant?
Clark: Lois? Well, she, uh, re-recorded our answering machine, uses all the hot water, oh, and she took over my bedroom. She’s doing great.
Clark: Just playing with Skippy here.
Lois: We’re not gonna call him Skippy.
Clark: Okay, Lois, what would you like to call him?
Clark: You were drinking, right?
Lois: Those days are over. No more alcohol. And that includes cough syrup and rum cakes.
Clark: Lois, what are you doing here?
Lois: I could ask you the same question, but it seems fairly obvious, hef.
Clark: [To Geoff] I’m sorry. She’s under a lot of stress lately.
Lois: No. Stress is when you’re stuck in traffic or you have a midterm for a class you’ve never been to. I’m out on bail and looking to be locked up for manslaughter.
Clark: Hey, Lois. What are you doing here? Why aren’t you at school?
Lois: We’re having a surprise party for Chloe’s 18th birthday in your barn, remember?
Clark: No. I remember telling you you couldn’t have it here.
Lois: [Handing the box to Clark] Too late now. Everyone’s already been invited, and you really don’t want it getting back to Chloe that you rained on her shindig. That would hurt her feelings.
Clark: [Incredulous] What?
Lois: Then I’d have to hurt you.
Clark: That wouldn’t be the reason. Thanks, I don’t really consider myself a geek.
Lois: So… what do you see yourself as?
Clark: I don’t know. An outsider, I guess.
Lois: [She laughs.] That’s a recipe for wedgies if I’ve ever heard one.
Sam: Not to worry, though. I’m sure that Clark will be happy to show you around.
Clark & Lois: [Worried.] Around where?
Sam: Bright and early tomorrow morning. [He turns back to them.] You start Smallville High.
Lois: Okay, Commando, I don’t get you. Half the time, you’re all meek “Yes, Ma” and “Yes, Pa”, and the other half, you are the most overconfident guy I’ve ever met.
Clark: It doesn’t happen to you much, does it? Not being able to peg someone right away?
Lois: Oh, get over yourself. You are not that complicated.
Lois: Nothing like a little North by Northwest action to get the blood pumping, huh?
Clark: [Embarrassed.] Um… we usually take turns in the bathroom.
Lois: Oh, don’t start with me, Smallville. You’re the one taking the marathon...