Smallville (2001–2011): Season 1, Episode 4 - X-Ray - full transcript

Tina Greer is a meteor-rock mutant teenage girl who has the power to transform into the shape and face of whoever she wants. She robs Smallville Bank pretending to be Lex Luthor, and accidentally kills her mother Rose. She becomes obsessed with Lana Lang's family, and decides to assume her identity. Meanwhile, Clark Kent finds that he has X-ray vision, and has trouble to control his new-found power, with the support of his parents, as well as trying to hide it from Pete, Chloe, and Lana. Lex Luthor is blackmailed by a dirty journalist, named Roger Nixon, who found some dirt on Lex's hidden obscure past. But Lex reverts the situation in the end by blackmailing the journalist to investigate Clark Kent.

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♪ At slow speed we
all seem focused ♪

♪ In motion we seem wrong ♪

Mr. Luthor, what can
I do for you today?

I want to close all my accounts.

May I ask why?

-Is there a problem?
-No. No, of course not.

It's just that the Luthors have
been banking here for 12 years.

-It's quite a shock.
-I'd like it all in cash.

We'll do our best.

-Can I get your signature?

Mr. Luthor...

may I see your
driver's license, please?


This signature doesn't match our
records. I just need to verify your ID.

I'm standing right here in front
of you. What more do you need?

I'm sorry. It's bank policy.

I need the money now.

Fill the bag!

♪ Two can play this game ♪

♪ We both want power ♪

♪ In winter ♪

Lex, what's going on?

Get out of my way!

♪ We can taste the pain ♪

Tina, where did you get this?

Promised I'd solve
all of our problems.

Oh. Please tell me you
didn't rob the bank yesterday.

I didn't.

Lex Luthor did.

Stop it. Stop it, Tina. You promised
that you wouldn't do that anymore.

-I did it for us.
-Somebody could have gotten hurt!

Mom, I'm fine. Now we can
afford to have the perfect life.

-Tina, nobody's life is perfect.
-Lana's is.

Stealing isn't the way
to solve our problems.

I'm taking it back. I'll say
I found it in a dumpster.

No, Mom, come on!
We deserve to be happy!

Come on!

Mom! Mom!

911 emergency.

Hello? Hello, is anyone there?

Hello. Hello, is anyone there?

Um, sorry.

It's nothing.

♪ Somebody save me ♪

♪ Let your warm hands
break right through it ♪

♪ Somebody save me ♪

♪ I don't care how you do it ♪

-♪ Just stay, stay ♪
-♪ Stay with me ♪

♪ Come on, I've
been waiting for you ♪

♪ To stay with me ♪

♪ I made this whole
world shine for you ♪

♪ Stay, stay ♪

♪ Come on ♪

This is incredible. Why would
Lex Luthor need to rob a bank?

I've seen some pretty strange things in
my day, but this definitely takes the cake.

Well, almost.

He got away with $100,000.

I know Lex. It wasn't him.

Clark, I know that he's a friend of yours,
but you saw him with your own eyes.

I don't know what I saw.

There must be some kind of
reasonable explanation for this, I hope.

Me too. I'd hate to
think I have an evil twin.

Lex, we didn't hear you pull up.

May I come in? I promise
I'm not packing heat.

Lex, how come
you're not in jail?

Because I was hosting a reception for
200 fertilizer distributors in Metropolis

-at the time of the robbery.
-The police have any leads?

None. That's why I wanted to talk to
you. Your name was on the witness list.

-Did you actually see this person?
-Yeah, he looked just like you.

Except his fingerprints and
signature didn't match mine.

Are you sure your eyes
weren't playing tricks on you?

What's gonna happen now?

Hopefully, the
money will turn up.

In the meantime, the Metropolis
tabloids will have a field day.

I'm sure certain people's opinions
of me will be cemented in stone.

I gotta get to work.

I'm sorry you got thrown
through that window.

-I promise, I'm not a criminal mastermind.
-I know.

A criminal mastermind
would have worn a mask.

Come on. Move it. That's the
stuff. Come on, you can do it. Hustle.

Get on up there. Get on up
there. You can do it. That's the stuff.

Let's go. Come on.

♪ Say ooh, la la... ♪

Let's go.
Hustle, hustle, hustle.

Let's go. Let's go. Come on.

Keep your eyes
in your head, man.


Are we boring you?

I'm sorry. My head hurts.

You need to get
some blood pumping.

You and Ross are next.
Come on down, boys.

Come on. Put a
little muscle into it.

Ross beats you, it's 10 laps.

Come on, Clark. Let's
go. Move it, move it.

Looks like someone's doing laps.

Clark, man, what's wrong?

Clark, man, what's wrong?


Whoa! Kent, are you all
right? Kent, what happened up there?

♪ Come on, come
on Say, ooh la la ♪

♪ Say zoom ♪

-♪ Say turn it out ♪
-♪ Turn it out ♪

-♪ Without a doubt ♪
-♪ Without a doubt ♪

♪ Say turn it out
Say turn it out ♪

♪ Say turn it out
Say turn it out ♪

♪ Say turn Say turn ♪

♪ Say turn Say turn ♪

♪ Say, say, say... ♪

So when you have these flashes, you
can see through anything? People, objects?

Sometimes I see through things.
Other times, it's like an x-ray.

There's no warning?
This just happens?

Well, I get a headache,
and then it hits me.

The first time, I thought I was
hallucinating. Then it happened again.

Clark, I'm sure there's
some way to control this.

You guys, I can see through
things. How do you control that?

You gotta practice, Clark. Your
eyes have muscles just like your legs.

Your mom is right, son.

All you have to do is you
have to figure out a way

to, uh, condition them so that
you don't get these random flashes.

That sounds great.

How am I gonna do that?

Lana, you have a visitor.

Hey, Lana.

Tina, I didn't see you at school
today. Is everything okay?

Yeah. My mom's not feeling well.

But she's better, so...

So you quit cheerleading and
Nell banishes you to the garage.

She's got clutter issues. I'm
trying to help resolve them.

-She's forgiven you for quitting the squad?
-Not yet.

Well, at least now you have some
more time for your unpopular friends.

Tina, you're not unpopular.

What happened to the girl who didn't
care what people thought about her?

She went to high school.

At least your mom
doesn't try to run your life.

You know, you're lucky
that Nell cares about you.

If something were to
happen to my mom...

nobody would take me in.

I'd probably be shipped off
to a foster home or something.

-Thanks for that burst of cheer.
-Well, what do you want me to say?

You have the perfect life.

You want it? You can have it.

I'd settle for the outfit.

Wouldn't it be cool
if we were sisters?

If anything happened to my mom,
do you think that Nell would adopt me?

Tina, nothing's gonna
happen to your mom.

Did it happen again?

-Let's go home.
-No, I'm okay.

Didn't you need to go
to the antique store?


Mrs. Kent-- I mean,
Martha. How are you?

-Good. How's business?
-Couldn't be better.

I'm doing so many estate sales in Metropolis,
I'm thinking of selling the place.

That would be a shame. I
thought you loved this store.

Not really. I never wanted
this life. It just kind of happened.

Is Tina around? I
thought I saw her come in.

Uh, she's at Lana's. They're
inseparable these days.

-Really? I could have sworn that--
-You must be seeing things.

I need some air. I'm
gonna go for a walk.

-I came by to pick up the lamp.

The one you were
restoring for Jonathan?

Oh, yes. Silly me.
It's in the back.

It's not quite ready, it's--

I found this under the chest.

I'm such an airhead.

A client paid me in cash. I've
been looking for this all day.

That's a lot of money.
You should be careful.

Thanks. Why don't you stop
by next week, it'll be ready then.

-Uh, Mrs. Kent, you forgot your purse.

Looks like we're
both airheads today.



Mom, are you all right?


Police found the truck.
Abandoned out by the Stewart farm.

-Did anybody else see the driver?

I could have sworn
it was you, Clark.

I guess I'm not the only
one with a vision problem.

I don't understand. How
did they get your keys?

I have no idea. I only
went into the antique--

What is it, Mom?

Nothing. It's just that Rose
Greer was acting very strange.

I found $5000 in
cash under a dresser.

It had a Smallville Savings and Loan band
on it. She said a customer paid her, but--

-You think it's from the robbery?
-It crossed my mind.

Wait. Rose took your keys, turned into
Clark, and then tried to run you down?

-You're right, it's crazy.
-I don't think so.


I saw a flash of Tina
Greer's skeleton.

It was weird and green.

It didn't look human. You know, like
the ones you see in anatomy books?

That's probably because Tina
was born with a soft-bone disease.

They had her on all
these experimental drugs.

Doctors didn't believe
she'd see first grade.

She did get better, right
around her 3rd birthday.

Right after the meteor
shower, wasn't it?


-Clark, what do you think Tina's doing?
-I don't know.

I saw the same weird skeleton
flash just after the robbery, I think.

I just wish I
could control this.

What if you try focusing it,
you know, like a telescope?

You could start with
something small.

Try to tell me what I
have in my hand right now.

It's your pocketknife.

You could see through my hand.

No, you always carry
your knife in that pocket.

Sweetie, what's wrong?

You lied to me about my mother.

May I help you?

Roger Nixon,
Metropolis Inquisitor.

Get off my car.

It's a hell of a picture, Lex.
It really boosted our sales.

I've read comic books with
less fiction than your rag.

Well, how about
this? Is this fiction?

It's your juvenile record.
Fascinating reading.

Must have taken a truck of your
dad's money to keep those people quiet.

Those records are sealed.

I'm a resourceful guy.

I saw that picture yesterday, and
it got me to thinking of a follow-up.

"Lex Luthor's Wild Youth in Metropolis."
Does the name Club Zero ring a bell?

-You print one word about that, I'll sue.
-Lawsuits take years.

The genie will be out of the
bottle, and all the people will know

that the new and improved Lex
Luthor is nothing but a façade.

You know what I think, Rog?

If you wanted to print that, it
would already be in the paper.

-I think you're looking for a payoff.
-It's a business proposition.

$100,000 and these
records will disappear forever.

I'd question your integrity,
but you're a journalist.

Did your father really think
he could hide you here forever?

You've got 24 hours,
and this hits the front page.

Lana, I didn't lie to you.

I told you your mother would have
been proud of you, and she would have.

She loved you.

You told me a fairy tale about a
woman who led the perfect life.

But that life was a lie.

You said she loved cheerleading.
She hated it, but was afraid to quit.

She didn't want to stay in Smallville.
She wanted to see the world.

Should I have told you
your mother was unhappy?

I would have liked the truth.

I told you what I
thought you could handle.

Your mother was like any other
teenager. She had her ups and her downs.

I feel like I spent my entire life trying to
measure up to a Laura Lang who didn't exist.

You're reading the
diary of a 17-year-old girl.

It's a snapshot. It's
one time in her life.

It's like I wrote this myself.

The truth is, your mother was the
brightest, most beautiful girl in her class.

Do you know she was picked
to give the graduation speech?

I guess the diary ended
before that happened.

You should have heard the
speech she gave that day.

What did she say?

Everything that had been
bubbling up inside her for 18 years.

She said she felt
suffocated in Smallville.

-Do you have a copy?

But I'll never
forget the first line.

"I never made a
difference here...

but maybe my children can."

Hello, Clark.


Is everything okay?

You guys ever notice anything
strange about Tina Greer?

Nothing that would require the intense
concentration you're exerting on her.

The only thing weird about Tina is the
amount of time she spends idolizing Lana.

Yeah. She's
practically her clone.

Come on. Let's go.


-I swear, that girl's got you LoJacked.
-How do you like the sweater?

It's great. I've
got one just like it.

I know. I got it at the same store.
I've been going on a shopping spree.

Look, I even found this emerald
necklace in the antique store.

Why am I not surprised?

See you at lunch.

Hey, are you okay?

I stopped by your house earlier and Nell
said you weren't in the best mood, so...

-I'm fine. Don't worry about it.
-Good, because I need a favor.

My mom's moving
to Metropolis full-time

but she doesn't wanna
pull me out of school.

So I was thinking I can
move in with you and Nell.

For how long?

I don't know. A couple months. I
mean, my mom would pay you guys.

Trust me, money is not a
problem. Just name your price.

I could even get a horse. Uh,
we could go riding together.

I mean, wouldn't that be cool?

Yeah. Just give me
some time to think about it.

-Are you sure your mom's okay with this?
-Of course.

She knows that
we're best friends.

It was her idea.

Just let me run it by Nell
first. She's kind of particular--

Nell loves me.

Look, I don't understand. I
thought that you'd be happy.

People even say that we
look alike. We could be sisters.

-I'm just not sure it's such a good idea.

Okay, I see. So
it was all a lie?

You were pretending to like me,

then when I come to you in my
hour of need, you blow me off?

-Tina, calm down.
-You should have said yes, Lana.

It would have been perfect.


What's your glitch, huh? Why
do you keep staring at me?

Uh, I don't know.


What are you
doing home so early?

more vision problems?

I controlled it.

Once. Sort of. I
concentrated, and it worked.

-What'd you concentrate on?

-Tina Greer's locker.
-What did you see?

The money from the bank robbery.

Oh, I was just locking up,
deputies. How can I help you?

We're looking for your daughter.

She hasn't come home
yet. What's the problem?

The stolen money was recovered
in her school locker this afternoon.

You're kidding.

My Tina?

How could she
be involved in this?

That's what we'd
like to ask her.

Would you bring her to the
station when she gets home?

Certainly. We'll cooperate
in any way we can.

Uh, by the way, who told you
the money was in her locker?

Some kid with an anonymous tip.

Clark, what are you doing?

I'm just trying to figure out
how much change I have inside.

You could always
take it out and count it.

Where's the fun in that?

Did you hear about Tina?

They found the money
from the robbery in her locker.


She actually cornered me today and asked
if she could come live with me and Nell.

Just what you need, a
bank-robbing roommate.

I told her it wasn't
such a good idea.

I've got enough problems with
Nell without adding more to the mix.

I always thought you and
your aunt were really close.

She wants me to
be something I'm not.

It's like having
a dual identity.

There's the person that everybody
sees and the person that you wanna be.

I know the feeling.

That's why I came here.

I think you're the only person
who sees me for who I truly am.

I want to thank you for that.

-What about Whitney?
-Forget Whitney.

I've had my eye on you, just
like you've had your eye on me.

I don't know how you found out about that money
but you should have stayed out of my life, Clark.

Well, there's no sign
of Tina or Lana or...

Are you positive you saw
her turn back into Tina?

I think the meteor shower
did something to her bones.

-So she can change appearance at will?
-Yeah, and it gives her strength.

-What should we tell the police?

Tina can turn into whoever she wants and I'm
the only one who can tell the difference.

Pete, you throw that rubber spider
again and I'm going for my staple gun.

Mind if I come in?

The girl who writes for the pom-pom
parade is, no surprise, out with mono.

This week's editorial?

My semiannual "Where
are our priorities?" rant.

For what it's worth, I really like what
you've done with the paper this year.

Well, that puts you
in the majority of one.

I'm sorry about
the pom-pom crack.

Once I hit take-no-prisoners
mode, it's hard to shut it off.

Actually, I admire it.

You know who you
are, and you go for it.

Well, I appreciate
the compliment.

However, I know you haven't come
down to this hole to give me a pep talk.

The Torch prints the graduation
speech every year, right?

Having transcribed last year's
snore-fest, that's an unfortunate yes.

-What year?
- 1977.

That's P.C.

-Pre-computer. When disco ruled the earth.

Anything before
then is gonna be H.C.

-Hard copy.
-You catch on fast.

Uh, let's see.

'77, here we go.

"Saturday Night Fever" was their prom
theme. Styx won group of the century...

Wow. Someone got in the
administration's collective face.

"Due to the controversial nature
of this year's graduation address

the editors have elected not to run
the text in this issue of the Torch."

Meaning, ironically, it's probably
the only one worth reading.

Maybe I could track something down for
you. Do you know who gave this speech?


My mother.

Can I fix you a drink?

I'd just as soon get
my money and get out.

Of course.

I assume I don't
have to count it?

I've even supplied the bag.

You're feeling pretty good about
yourself right now, aren't you?

You'd think with all the money my father
spent, he could make things disappear.

Maybe he's not as
smart as he thinks.

The original.

Have a nice life.

If you walk out that door,
I will make you disappear.

What are you going to do?
You gonna have me killed?

No, you'll be very much alive.

But there won't be any
evidence of your existence.

What are you talking about?

Driver's license, passport, social security
number, bank account, will all be erased.

With one call, I can ensure there will be no
record that you actually walked this earth.

You're bluffing.

Call your bank. See if
your account still exists.

That is, if your cell phone
hasn't already been disconnected.

What did you do?

Don't worry, Roger. I'm
gonna give you a new identity.

One that's a little
less upstanding.

Maybe a murderer.

Maybe a drug dealer.

Either way, you lose your
job, your house and your family.


I'll give the money back.

Then we'll be even.

No, we won't.

Because I also know your
brother works for Juvenile Court.

What'd you tell him? Steal the records
and you can make some quick cash?

-He could do time for that.
-Leave him out of this.

I didn't get him
involved, Roger. You did.

You came into my life thinking
you could shake me down

because I was some spoiled, rich
brat who needed his daddy's protection.

Trust me, when I make things
disappear, they stay buried.

What do you want from me?

Your help.

My father's obsessed
with the Daily Planet.

But I know the Inquisitor's read by the
people. They're the ones I'm interested in.

I will feed you stories.
You will print them.

Any negative stories about me, you will
kill. You will be at my disposal, 24/7.

Follow me.

-What happened to your car?
-I drove it off a bridge at 60 miles an hour.

How are you still alive?

That's the mystery I
need your help solving.

♪ She's a big noise
in an empty room... ♪

Clark, what's wrong? Why
are you looking at me like that?

Sorry, it's nothing. I
wasn't sure it was you.

-This is a bad time.

I was out jogging, didn't wanna
go home, kind of ended up here.

You and Nell are still fighting.

How'd you know?

Just perceptive, I guess.

Found my mother's diary.

Discovered that a lot of the things
that I've been feeling, she felt too.

That's great.

Isn't it?

It's great and it's
frustrating and it's scary.

Like she could see
right through me.

Do you ever feel like that?

More than you know.

When I was reading her words,
it was like she was talking to me.

And then she was gone.

Well, you're lucky. You're
lucky you got at least that.

Have you ever tried to find your
parents? Your biological parents, I mean?

Not really. I figure they're a
million years away from my life now.

If you could ask them a
question, what would you ask?

What happened?
Why'd they let me go?

How do I make sense of all
the strangeness in my life?

I guess neither of us will
ever get a straight answer.

♪ To be unbroken ♪

I hope you find what
you're looking for.

Hey. I thought you were
working on a project.

I finished early. I thought I'd spend some
time with the best boyfriend in the world.

I'd love to, but I've got
that trig test tomorrow.

Right. I forgot.

That's okay. We've
got the rest of our lives.

What's gotten into you?

It's the new me. You like?

I definitely could get used to
it. Do you need a ride home?

I'm covered.

Can I borrow your
jacket? It's a little cold.

Yeah, sure.

I'll see you tomorrow.

So Tina Greer can bend her bones like a
contortionist, become anyone she wants?

I saw it with my own eyes.

I'm sorry. This is
usually Chloe's territory.

I cover girls, football
and general guy stuff.

She does the tales of the
unexplained. Why not give her a call?

I did. She said she's
busy with something else.

That's like getting turned
down by The National Enquirer.

Why are we friends?

Because even when I think you're
whacked, I show up ready to rumble.

Great, it's closed.

Clark, man, haven't
you ever watched Cops ?

The last place Tina will
hide out is in her mom's store.

Earth to Clark.

-Is everything okay?
-We need to get in here.

-Just-- It's a hunch.

Hey, Clark,
what are we looking for?

-Whoa. Who's that?
-It's Tina's mom.

Damn. How'd you
know she was in there?

-Because I can see right through the door.
-Very funny, Sherlock.

-How do you think she died?
-Broken neck.

I'm guessing.

My call, Tina's already
on a bus to Metropolis.

I don't think so.

Why's she
writing Lana's signature?

You said Tina was
obsessed with her.

-She's gonna take it to the next level.
-She wants to kill Lana?

Worse. She wants to become Lana.

Found your journal, Mom.
The one you kept in high school?

Suddenly all these conversations
don't seem so one-sided.

Tried to find your graduation
speech, but they didn't print it.

Every time I get closer to
you, something pulls me away.


-Whitney, what are you doing here?
-Your aunt said you went riding.

I just followed the path.

Just talking to my parents.

They're dead, Lana.

You have this great life,
and you can't even see it.

You have no right to be unhappy.

They're not coming
back, Lana. Deal with it.

What are you saying?

I'm saying you don't
deserve your life.

I do.


What are you doing here?

I was gonna ask
you the same thing.

-Where's Lana?
-I don't know.

Nell said she came out
here, but I can't find her.

What's the matter, Clark?

Not feeling well?

-Tina, where's Lana?
-Tina doesn't exist anymore!

I know what it's like
to live with a secret.

I know what happened
to your mother.

That was a lifetime ago.

And don't worry about Lana.
You'll be joining her very soon.

I thought I killed you once. I'm not
gonna make the same mistake twice.

Where's Lana?

Who are you?

Where is she?

She's dead.


Hey, I heard what happened.

Did you come by
to see if I was okay?

As concerned as I always am
about your personal well-being,

I'm not here to see you.


Um, I did some digging.

Oh, my God.

How did you find this?

If I told you, I'd
have to kill you

and it looks like you've had
enough trauma for one night.

-Chloe, thank you.
-No problem.

-How's Tina?
-She won't be able to hurt anyone else.

I don't understand why
a girl would do all that.

I do.

You go through life with a
gift you have to keep a secret.

When you see everyone around
you being normal, you get jealous.

You just wanna be somebody else.

You really like her, don't you?

Mom, if you could see
anything, what would you do?

Learn to close my eyes.

As principal of
Smallville High, I would like to introduce

the valedictorian of the class
of 1977, Miss Laura Potter.

Ladies and gentlemen,
graduating seniors, good evening.

Those familiar words open every
graduation address at Smallville High

and I use them deliberately

because the rest of my
speech will not be so reassuring.

I never made a difference
here, but maybe my children can.

When I first came to Smallville
High, I was full of hope.

I thought the world
was gonna be...

♪ I feel the rain ♪

♪ What happened to you?♪

♪ I can't get to you ♪

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