Smallville (2001–2011): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript

Baby Clark (Kal-El) arrives on Earth. Teen Clark starts high school, saves Lex's life after a car accident, and finds out about his past and birth parents.

Smallville 1x01
Pilot
Original Air Date on May 16, 2001

This has got to stop.

Open your eyes, Lex.

I can't.

Luthors are not afraid.

We don't have that luxury.

We're leaders.

You have a destiny, Lex.

You're never going to get
anywhere with your eyes closed.

Abracadabra.

Afternoon, Nell.



Jonathan.

Martha. What a surprise.

What brings the reclusive Kents
to town?

Tulips.
Red ones, if you have them.

What about a Tiger Orchid?

No thanks. Martha has
her heart set on tulips.

Yes, well, they are
a very uncomplicated flower.

That is a beautiful dress,
Lana.

Are you a princess?

I'm a fairy princess.

Hey, where are her parents?

Oh, they're at the homecoming
game with everyone else.

I'm being the good aunt.

Do you want to make
a wish?



I would love
to make a wish.

Okay, abracadabra.

I know what you wished for.

I see a little face.

It's all I ever wanted.

Hey, looks like Smallville
won again.

Lex? Son?

Now where do I sign?

Right here, Mr. Luthor.

Help me.

Huh?

Help me, please.

Hey, kid.

Uhh!

Help me.

Help me, please.

Aah!

I have no idea.

Shouldn't we
call the police, maybe?

What on God's earth?

Yeah, you think it was
an Air Force plane?

Hi, Lana.

Mommy! Daddy!

Run! Run!

What's happening,
Jonathan?

Lex! Lex!

Where are you?

Lex? Lex?

Martha?

Kids just don't fall
out of the sky, Martha.

Then where did he come from?

I don't know,

but he must have parents.

Well, if he does,

they're definitely not
from Kansas.

Sweetheart,
we can't keep him.

What are we going to
tell people --

we found him
out in a field?

We didn't find him.

He found us.

Clark Kent, you're going
to be late for the bus!

Coming, mom.

Unh-unh.

It tastes better
out of the bottle.

Where'd you learn
your manners?

On a farm.

Well, afternoon,
sleepyhead.

Oh, don't forget --
I have class tonight,

so you two are on your own,
and don't order pizza.

There's plenty of food
in the fridge.

Hey, what you got there,
son?

Permission slip.

It's for the football team.
Couple of spots opened up.

They're having tryouts
this afternoon.

Come on, dad.
You played football

in High School.

That was different, son.
Why?

You know why.

I figure I'll run
at half speed,

and I won't hit anybody.

Lot of things can happen
in the heat of the game, son.

Most new guys
hardly even play.

Chances are I'll ride the bench
half the season.

Dad, I can be careful.

I know that you can be careful,

but what if
there's an accident?

Look, uh...

Clark, I know this has got to be
really hard for you,

but you got to just hang in
there like we promised.

I'm sick
of hanging in there.

All I want to do
is go through High School

without being a total loser.

I can't believe you bet
against your best friend.

Statistical fact.

If Clark moved any slower,
he'd be extinct.

So, anyone ask you
to the dance?

Not yet.

Maybe you and I
could go together.

I mean, not as
a date-date thing.

More of a friend-friend
thing.

Hi, guys.

Wha-- uh, didn't you
just -- weren't you --

I took a shortcut.

Through what,
a black hole?

Clark...

You have to excuse
our intrepid reporter.

Seems as though her weirdar
is on Defcon 5.

Just because everyone else
chooses to ignore

the strange things that happen
in this leafy little hamlet

doesn't mean
that they don't happen.

Now, you know we'd love
to join you and Scooby

inside the mystery machine
for another zany adventure,

but we got to hand in
these permission slips

before homeroom.

Actually, Pete,
I'm having second thoughts.

I don't think
signing up for the team

is such a great idea.

Clark, listen,
this is the only way.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

You two are trying out
for the football team?

What is this, some sort
of teen suicide pact?

Ha ha ha.

Ahh. What?

We're trying to avoid becoming
this year's scarecrow.

What are you talking about
and why are we whispering?

It's a homecoming tradition.
Every year before the big game,

the football players
select a freshman,

take him out to Reilly Field,

strip him down to his boxers,
then paint an "S" on his chest.

And then string him up
like a scarecrow.

Jeez, that sounds like years
of therapy waiting to happen.

Why do you think we're
trying out for the team?

Figure they won't choose
one of their own.

I'll see you guys in class.

Bye.

Give him 10 seconds.

Five.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

Nice, man.

Statistical fact.

Clark Kent can't get
within 5 feet of Lana Lang

without turning
into a total freak show.

Nietzsche.

Didn't realize
you had a dark side, Clark.

Doesn't everybody?

Yeah, I guess so.

So, what are you,
man or superman?

I haven't figured it out yet.

Lana, there you are.

Hey, Clark.

I was wondering if you could
do me a humongous favor.

Could you check over
my English paper?

I didn't finish it
till 2:00 A.M.,

so I'm not too sure
about the ending.

I bet it's great.

Dude,
are you feeling all right?

You look like
you're about to -- to hurl.

I'm fine.

You forgot one, Clark.

Sit in the back
with me.

It's payback time.

Thanks, dad.

Ready!

Down!

Set!

Hut!

Whitney!
Whitney, I'm open!

Victory.

Red and gold, no doubt.

We're here to win one out.

Clark. How do I look?

Like a tackle dummy.

Good luck.

♪ Come and lay right on my bed ♪

♪ sit and drink some wine ♪

♪ I'll try not to make you cry ♪

♪ if you get inside my head ♪

♪ then you'd understand ♪

♪ then you'd understand me ♪

♪ why I've felt so alone ♪

♪ Why I've kept myself
from love ♪

♪ and you became
my favorite drug ♪

♪ so let me take you right now ♪

Come on,
don't die on me.

I would have sworn
I hit you.

If you did,

I'd be --

I'd be dead.

Clark!

Son, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Who's the maniac
that was driving that car?

That would be me.

Lex Luthor.

I'm Jonathan Kent.

This is my son.

Thanks for saving my life.

I'm sure you would have done
the same thing.

You have quite an extraordinary
boy there, Mr. Kent.

If there's any way
I could repay you --

drive slower.

All right!

♪ all the signs ♪

♪ were there for me to see ♪

♪ if I cry out with fear ♪

♪ I'll feel more afraid ♪

♪ so beat sense back into me ♪

Hey.

Whitney, my aunt will be back
any minute.

Oh, come on.

We're living life
on the edge.

Yeah, well, if Nell
finds us out here,

your life won't be
worth living.

Where is she, anyway --
bridge club?

Lex Luthor's.

I didn't know your aunt was
in with the Luthors.

She sold them
a ton of land.

They own
the Metropolis Sharks.

She could put in
a good word for me.

If you want someone to put in
a good word, ask Clark.

He saved Lex's life today.

You're kidding.

Sometimes people can
surprise you.

I think it's kind of cool.

Coach said a scout
from Kansas State

is coming to the game
on Saturday.

That's great.

Yeah. I don't want to be
a "remember him."

Smallville's got enough
of those guys.

I want you to wear this
to the game on Saturday.

I can't take this.

You can give it back
after you win.

Is it really made
from a piece of the meteor

that, you know --

so much bad luck
came out of it.

There can only be
good luck left.

Jeez, kid.

You scared the crap
out of me.

Don't I know you?

You look like
that scarecrow kid.

Where the hell you been?

Hey, freakazoid,
wake up.

Ahh!

That was 12 years ago, man.
That was just a game.

What do you want?

To play.

Hey, mom.
Whose truck?

Yours.

It's a gift
from Lex Luthor.

"Dear Clark, drive safely.

Always in your debt,
the maniac in the Porsche."

I don't believe it.

Where are the keys?

Your father has them.

I know how much
you want it, son,

but you can't keep it.

Why not?
I saved the guy's life.

So you think
you deserve a prize?

That's not what I meant.

Look, how about you drive
the new one

and I'll drive the old one?
Everybody wins.

This is not about winning,
Clark.

It's not like the Luthors
can't afford it.

Clark,
I know you're upset, son,

but it's normal.

Normal?

How about this?
Is this normal?

Clark!

I didn't dive in
after Lex's car.

It hit me at 60 miles an hour.

Does that sound normal
to you?

I'd give anything
to be normal.

It's time, son.

Time for what?

The truth.

I want you to take a look
at something.

I think it's from
your parents,

your --
your real parents.

What does it say?

I tried to decipher it
for years,

but it's not written in any
Language known to man.

What do you mean?

Your real parents
weren't exactly

from around...Here.

Where are they from?

What are you trying
to tell me, dad --

that I'm from
another planet?

And I suppose you stashed
my spaceship in the attic.

Actually,
it's in the storm cellar.

This is how you came
into our world, son.

It was the day
of the meteor shower.

Wait.
This is a joke, right?

Why didn't you tell me
about this before?

We wanted to protect you.

Protect me from what?

You should have told me.

Clark.

Clark!

Who's there?

It's me.

Clark.

Clark Kent?

What are you doing
creeping around the woods?

You'd never believe me
if I told you.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean
to scare you.

Clark, wait.

I just wasn't expecting
to see anyone out here.

Are you okay?

I'm hanging out
in a graveyard.

Does this strike you
as okay behavior?

Hey.

I'm here, too.

Good point.

What's your story?

Can you keep a secret?

I'm the Fort Knox
of secrets.

I...

Came out here
to talk with my parents.

You must think
I'm pretty weird.

You know,
conversing with dead people.

No, I-I don't think
you're weird, Lana.

Do you remember them?

They died
when I was 3.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault,
Clark.

Come on.
I'll introduce you.

Mom, dad --
this is Clark Kent.

Say hi.

Hi.

Yeah, he is kind of shy.

How should I know?

Mom wants to know
if you're upset about a girl.

No.

Dad wants to know
if you're upset about a guy.

No, no.

He has
a twisted sense of humor.

Seriously, Clark...

Why are you out here?

Lana, you ever feel

like your life was supposed to
be something different?

Sometimes I dream
I'm at school,

waiting for Nell
to pick me up,

but she doesn't come,

so my parents drive up,

and they're not dead.
They're just really late.

Then I get in their car
and we drive

back to my real life
in Metropolis.

That's usually
when I wake up.

But for a minute,
I'm totally happy,

until I realize
I'm still alone.

What's that, Mrs. Lang?

Yeah, I'll --
I'll tell her.

Your mom wants you to know
that you're never alone,

that she's always
looking over you,

no matter what.

What's that, Mr. Lang?

Your dad thinks you're
a shoo-in for homecoming queen.

They really say all that?

Oh, yeah.

They're quite chatty
once you get them started.

Thanks
for walking me home.

Beats creeping
around the woods.

You realize this is

the longest conversation
we've ever had?

We should do it again.

Yeah, we should.

So are you going
to the dance?

Yeah, with Whitney.

Right.

Of course.

How about you?

Nah.
Figured I'd sit it out.

Well...

If you change your mind,

I might save you a dance.

Good night, Clark.

Hello?

Hello?

Clark?

I didn't see you.

I, uh, buzzed
but no one answered.

How'd you get
through the gate?

I kind of squeezed
through the bars.

If this is
a bad time --

oh, no, no,

I think Hykia sufficiently
kicked my ass for the day.

This is a great place.

Yeah? If you're dead

and in the market
for something to haunt.

Well, I meant it's roomy.

How's the new ride?

That's why I'm here.

What's the matter?
You don't like it?

No, it's not that.
I can't keep it.

Clark, you saved my life.

I think
it's the least I can do.

Your father doesn't
like me, does he?

It's okay.

I've been bald
since I was 9.

I'm used to people
judging me

before they get
to know me.

It's nothing personal.

He's just not crazy
about your dad.

He figures the apple doesn't
fall far from the tree?

Understandable.

What about you, Clark?

Did you fall
far from the tree?

I better go.

Thanks for the truck.

Clark...

Do you believe
a man can fly?

Sure, in a plane.

Oh, I'm not talking
about that.

I'm talking about
soaring through the clouds

with nothing but air
beneath you.

People can't fly, Lex.

I did.

After the accident,
when my heart stopped.

It was the most exhilarating
two minutes of my life.

I flew over Smallville,

and for the first time,

I didn't see a dead end.

I saw a new beginning.

We have a future, Clark...

And I don't want anything

to stand in the way
of our friendship.

Excuse me, people.

That's the third guy
this week.

And they're all
former jocks.

Who's the weirdo?

I don't know.
Let's check him out.

His name's Jeremy Creek.

This is a picture of him
12 years ago.

This is one I took
four hours ago.

That's impossible.
He'd be, like, 26 today.

Must be a kid
who looks like him.

My money was
on the evil twin theory,

till we checked
his missing persons.

Jeremy disappeared
from the State Infirmary

a few days ago, where he'd been
in a coma for 12 years.

They say he suffered from
massive electrolyte imbalance.

That's why
he hasn't aged a day.

So you're telling me
he just woke up.

Well, no, there was
a huge electrical storm,

and the hospital's
generator went down,

and when it came back on,
Jeremy was gone.

Electricity must have
charged him up like a Duracell.

And now he's back
in Smallville,

putting former jocks
into comas. Why?

Because 12 years ago today,

they chose Jeremy Creek
as the scarecrow.

"Comatose boy found in field
20 yards from meteor strike."

The exposure to the blast

must have done something
to his body.

No, this can't be right.

I think
you ought to show him.

Show me what?

It started out
as a scrapbook

and just kind of mutated.

What is it?

I call it
"The Wall of Weird."

It's every strange, bizarre,
and unexplained event

that's happened in Smallville
since the meteor shower.

That's when it all began --
when the town went schizo.

So what do you think?

Why didn't you tell me
about this?

Do you tell me everything
that happens in your life?

We all keep secrets,
Clark.

Lana?

It's all my fault.

Go Crows!

Chloe,
just leave me alone.

Congratulations, Clark.

You're this year's scarecrow.

Don't mess with me
right now.

Come on. Bring it on.

What's going on
with you and Lana?

Nothing.
Huh?

You like her necklace?

Huh?

Good.

'Cause that's as close as you're
ever going to get to her.

Come on, hurry up.

All right, let's go!

It never changes.

Help me.

Hurts, doesn't it?

You --

you're -- you're Jeremy.

I thought if I'd punish them,
it would stop,

but it never stops.

Wait.

Where are you going?

Homecoming dance.

I never made it to mine.

Get me down, please.

You're safer here.

Help me.

Help me.

Clark?

Aw, jeez.

Who did this to you?

Doesn't matter.

Oof!

Clark, you need
to see a doctor.

I'll be okay.

Well, at least
let me give you a ride.

♪ maybe
one thing ♪

♪ maybe something ♪

♪ maybe nothing ♪

♪ all I know is, friend ♪

♪ it's nothing new ♪

Jeremy.

You need to stop this.

I don't know
how you got here.

You should have
stayed away.

I won't let you
hurt my friends.

Those people in there
aren't your friends.

The sprinklers will get them
nice and wet.

I'll handle the rest.

They never did anything
to you.

I'm not doing this for me.

I'm doing this for you,
and for all the others like us.

What happened to you
was my fault.

I can understand your pain.

I'm not in pain.

I have a gift

and a purpose

and a destiny.

So do I.

Give it up, Jeremy.

Are you okay?

Who are you?

Where am I?

I'm Clark Kent,

and you're in Smallville.

I want to go home.

♪ you taught me
how to love ♪

♪ and what it's of ♪

♪ what it's of ♪

♪ you never said too much,
but still you showed the way ♪

♪ and so I knew ♪

♪ from watching you ♪

♪ nobody else can ever know ♪

♪ the part of me that can't... ♪

I didn't see you tonight,
Clark.

Lana.

What are you doing here?

♪ And you hold me
in your hands ♪

I saved you that dance.

♪ You still my heart ♪

♪ and you take
my breath away ♪

♪ would you take me in? ♪

♪ take me deeper now ♪

is everything okay, Clark?

♪ And how can I
stand here with you ♪

it's perfect.

♪ And not be moved by you? ♪

♪ Would you tell me ♪

♪ how could it be
any better than this? ♪

♪ and how can I
stand here with you ♪

♪ and not be moved
by you? ♪

Thanks for the dance, Lana.

♪ Would you tell me ♪

♪ how could it be
any better than this? ♪

♪ 'cause you're all I want ♪

♪ you're all I need ♪

♪ you're everything ♪

♪ everything ♪

♪ you're all I want ♪

♪ would you tell me ♪

♪ how could it be
any better than this? ♪