So here I am Lois, standing in your doorway, I've always been standing in your doorway.
Please, please! I have to pee.
Clark: Oh, and for the record, no, I can't read your mind.
"Have you read the good book...?"
Hey Lois, sorry to bother you can I crash here tonight? It's just I had another nightmare about a roaring blonde guy with a mullet with silver press on nails ruining this film franchise and to top it all off my elmer fudd night light is out.
I'm coming in Lois. Ca-can I come in Lois?
I don't understand Lois, some guy who calls himself Morpheous told me that he could show me the door, but I'd have to walk through it. He forgot to tell me that you'd be here and wouldn't let me in.
Swann and Crosby, the early wacky days.
Did you hear the one about the mild mannered reporter and the farmer's daughter?