Smallville (2001–2011): Season 3, Episode 16 - Crisis - full transcript

While working as a volunteer with Pete at Smallville Youth Center, Clark receives a distress phone call from Lana, who is shot by Adam. His further investigation shows that the call was made from the future because of a time/space porthole created by a massive electrical surge from a downed power line fitted with meteor rocks, during a coming thunderstorm. Clark must try to save Lana and change the future. Meanwhile, Lionel Luthor shuts down the obscure Merton Laboratory and the research that Dr. Lia Teng is developing with blood platelet, which were finally revealed to have been developed from the vital of Clark Kent's blood. Adam becomes aware that he has less than 12 hours to be injected with the serum, otherwise he will die. He escapes, kills Dr. Teng and her whole team, and Lex is framed as responsible for the mass murder. Adam then sets out to find Lana to know if she still has an extra vital of serum for him. Lex later meets with an FBI agent, named Frank Loder, who enlists his help to bring down Lionel Luther, who also confides in an associate of his about his research and reveals the reason for it: Lionel himself is dying from a rare liver disease.

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I didn't think Lana would find someone
to cover her shift this late in the game.

Guess I should have figured
on the Clark factor.

It sounded like she was having her
own crisis over Jensen's history exam.

Thanks for coming. I know this can't
compete with the all-you-can-drink...

- Talon cram session.
- Definitely not.

I think it's great you spend so much time
volunteering here.

Someone's always been there
when I've been in trouble.

Seems like a good way
to give something back.

Hi, Pete.

And to hone your sensitive-guy skills.

Watch and learn.



Teen Crisis Hotline.

Well, how long has it been
since they've been divorced?

Yeah, I know. That can be tough.

Well, have you talked to them about it?

Yeah.

Teen Crisis Hotline.

- Clark!
- Lana.

Clark, it's happening!

- Are you there?
- Lana?

- He's got a gun!
- And the shot is up...

And good. 61 to 60, Vipers.

Clark! Please, help me!

Lana? Lana, what?

Lana? Lana?



Lana! Lana, can you hear me? Lana!

Pete, call the police.

Hey... Please hold. Hold.

Hey, Clark. Knock much?

You're too late. I turned off
the cappuccino machine an hour ago.

♪ Smallville: "Crisis" ♪
Season 3 Episode 16

Original Airdate March 3, 2004

Please, help me!

Lana? Lana!

The call came from a blocked ID.

- Sounds like your voice, Ms. Lang.
- I know, but it can't be.

We think it's some sort
of a prank, sheriff.

You know, usually these situations originate
a little closer to home than you'd expect.

Any reason you might wanna
goose these boys with a crank call?

- Lana didn't have anything to do with this.
- Unless Ms. Lang has grown...

several inches and developed
an affinity for plaid...

this would be a good time
for you to pipe down.

I suppose someone
could be imitating you.

Why would anyone do that?

If I had the answer to half the "whys"
in this town...

I'd have a bestseller on my hands.

I'll look into this.

But you kids need to know that crank calls
aren't exactly a top priority.

You okay?

You know, if someone is doing this
as a joke...

they have a pretty sick
sense of humor.

Don't worry. We'll figure out who did this.

This connection's bad.
We're missing pieces of the conversation.

But the background noise
is constant throughout.

This recording wasn't
piece-mealed together.

Here, I'll play it again with the static
as low as I can get it.

That sounds like rain.

We haven't had a storm in months.

Clark, it's happening!

Why would I say that?

It's almost like
you were expecting something.

Clark! Please, help me!

You lied to me!

Hey, Chloe, can I?

Yeah.

I think I heard something.

You lied to me!

That's Adam.

But I haven't spoken to him since he left.

Clark, how did you hear that?

Guess I missed too many Linkin Park
concerts. Look, there's someone else here.

He shoots...

And good. That makes the score
61 to 60, Vipers.

Gunnerson needs to miss the second shot
to keep the Vipers ' hopes...

- for an undefeated season alive.
- Gunnerson?

He was benched in the preseason.

- This has to be a recording of an old game.
- No, that can't be.

This is the first year the Vipers
have been undefeated.

They're not even scheduled to play
the Metros until tonight.

And according to the weather service,
a storm's on the way.

Well, if none of this has happened yet,
maybe the phone call hadn't either.

You're saying the call came
from the future?

What is this?

An experimental medication.

Not exactly FDA approved, but I assume
you're working on the patent.

Oh, Lex, I don't have
time for 20 questions.

I know about the lab at Metron.

Gives new meaning to the term
"human resources."

You know, there are hundreds of
projects in development at LuthorCorp.

You'll have to forgive me if I'm not current
on all the details about... What, Metron?

You're secretly developing a serum...

that has a certain Lazarus effect
on the dearly departed.

Resuscitating the dead?

I think your creative talents
are being wasted at LuthorCorp, son.

Unfortunately, this isn't fiction.

So far, the Kafkaesque trials have caused
patients' bodies...

to deteriorate while their minds
retain consciousness.

Sort of bypasses the code of ethics...

but I suppose if you were successful,
it could mean big business.

I applaud your moral outrage...

but these papers don't specifically
confirm any of your accusations, son.

Although they would raise a few
eyebrows at the Daily Planet.

You know, you don't have to resort
to threats, Lex...

if you wanna shut this project down.

I must not be making myself clear.

I came back to LuthorCorp to be
your partner, not a paper pusher.

This new project can make the company
billions of dollars.

I don't want it shut down.

I wanna be put in charge of it.

What are you doing?
This is a restricted area.

Apparently not.

You failed to mention, Dr. Teng,
that my son...

recently paid you a visit.

I don't know how he found us,
but I didn't tell him anything.

That's irrelevant now because, as of
this moment, this project never existed.

We haven't tested
the most recent adjustments.

Don't worry, Dr. Teng,
your work will continue.

Just not here.

I want this lab cleared out
by the end of the day.

Or this time you will find yourself deported
back to your native homeland.

If I'm not mistaken, your government does
not have much use for women who have...

consorted with the devils
of Western capitalism.

Come on.

Am I right?

Where have you been?

I'm sorry, Adam.
I know you're in a lot of pain.

Then why did you do this to me?

We were trying to give you
a second chance.

I've been hearing a lot of noise out there.
What's going on?

They're shutting down the lab.

Where are we going?

You're not taking me with you.

I can't.

What about the medicine?

Mr. Luthor took all of it.

Then get it back.

- I've only got 12 hours. You know that!
- He won't help you, Adam.

He doesn't even know you're alive.

I have no idea
where he's taking the serum.

- I'm sorry.
- Then what am I supposed to do?

Look, Clark, I'm no expert on
quantum tunneling or wormholes...

but if minds like Einstein and Thorne
believe time anomalies are possible...

who am I to rule it out?

Lex, if that phone call is gonna happen
tonight, we need to find Adam.

Clark, what makes you think I can help?

Because you were at the lab.

And I know you met with Dr. Teng.

Clark, what have you been doing?

- Following me?
- Don't turn this around on me, Lex.

Look, we think Adam died of liver disease
a few months ago...

and I'm guessing he was
one of Dr. Teng's subjects.

Lana's in trouble and I know
you're holding out on me.

Where is he, Lex?

You don't want anything
to happen to Lana.

I know you don't. Please.

Trust me, Clark.

There's no way Adam's
gonna come after Lana.

- How can you be so sure?
- Because he can't leave the lab.

He needs constant injections
just to stay alive.

I need to see it with my own eyes.

It's a secured lab.
You'll never be able to get in there.

Not without you.

Lex.

Adam's gone.

Was it worth it?

Sacrificing the lives of Dr. Teng
and all those technicians...

just to get back into
the pharmaceutical business.

I hope you weren't as emotional
as this with the police.

I just spent the last five hours
covering for you.

I appreciate the gesture, but I told you,
I had nothing to do with the lab at Metron.

I suppose you didn't have anything
to do with those murders either.

Lex, even if I were the demonic father
you make me out to be...

you know I would never
do anything so sloppy.

But I'm not worried, son.

How can you be so cavalier?

Because I know that I have someone
extremely competent in charge.

You wanted the project.

It's yours.

I'm trusting you to handle things.

Nice try, Dad.

But I'm not suiting up in the 11 th hour.

Clean up your own mess.

I thought I was used to seeing weird things
around here, but this was a massacre.

What about Adam?

It looks like he escaped.

But you think he killed them.

He obviously escaped from his cell
and strangled his doctor.

Looks like the other victims
were trying to stop him.

Hey, guys. So after I promised
to switch my long-distance service...

I got the phone company to track down
the blocked number you called from.

Whose was it?

It's from a cell phone
belonging to Gwen Burton.

Does that ring a bell?

No. I have no idea who that is.

- Why would I make a call from her phone?
- I don't know.

But we can rack up one more for our "Can
you hear me 24 hours from now? " Theory.

I looked into Mrs. Burton's phone records
and there were no outgoing calls last night.

It's like the call you received
came out of thin air.

Or a really different time zone.

Look, at least this gives us an advantage.

We know what's supposed to happen.

We have to keep Adam away from Lana
and make sure you don't get that phone.

- But Adam could be anywhere.
- It's safer if we get you out to the farm.

Clark, what if we can't
stop this from happening?

Mrs. Burton?

This is a strange question,
but I work at the Teen Crisis Hotline...

and we got a call from this number
last night. Is it yours?

I didn't make any calls last night.
Sorry, there must be some mistake.

Would you know an Adam Knight?

He used to be a patient here.

We don't get many patients
in Accounts Receivable.

Look, Mrs. Burton,
I don't know how to explain this...

but I think your phone's gonna be
used in a crime. Tonight.

- What did you say your name was?
- Clark Kent.

Clark, we have an excellent
psychiatric staff here.

I'd be happy to take you
to the admitting desk.

I know I sound crazy, but is there
a chance you lost your phone?

Actually, I lent it to my husband today.

He had to run some errands in Metropolis.

Would you call him, please?

- Hello.
- Hi, honey...

there's some kid here
asking about the cell phone.

What, they come in person now?

- Just tell him we're happy with our plan.
- Ask him where he is.

- Where are you?
- I'm stuck outside the city on Route 17.

I got a flat, but I should be home by...

Len?

Len? Len...

He's not answering.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.
- What happened?

Some kid just carjacked me.
He looked like a junkie.

Did you see which way he went?

No. I must have been out for a minute.

I need to call the police.

You don't have your cell phone, do you?

No.

Here you go, Lana.

I know this old house can get drafty
and I'm sure Mrs. Kent won't mind.

Thanks, Mr. Kent. I really appreciate it.

- Yeah, okay. Yeah, I'll tell them.
- What did Clark say?

He missed Adam by a few minutes
and Adam has the cell phone.

It's all starting to come true.

The storm.

The phone.

Don't you worry, Lana.

I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.

I'm not doing any good just standing here.

The police are looking
for the stolen vehicle.

Any leads are gonna come through
the scanner at the Torch.

Here, Chloe, I want you to take my truck.

The last thing we need is you
getting stuck in a creek.

Thank you.

Lana, it's gonna be okay. We've got lots
of time. The game hasn't even started yet.

Keep me posted.

Still no leads on Adam.

- What about the serum?
- What about it?

Adam knows it's keeping him alive.
He's gotta go after more of it.

Problem is, there's no more serum
for him to find.

You know your father didn't get rid of it.
He must have a stash somewhere.

Detective Cage, Metropolis P.D.

We have a warrant to search the premises.

- On what grounds?
- Eight possible counts of negligent homicide.

Why don't you take a load off.

We'll just make ourselves at home.

I'm sorry, Clark, but you better go.

- I don't want you getting involved in this.
- Unfortunately, he already is.

Seeing as how Mr. Kent was
also at the scene of the crime...

we'd like to ask
him a few questions too.

- Where's Lana?
- I don't know. I'm not her keeper.

Don't lie to me.

I was just at the Talon, they said
you and Lana left together. Where is she?

Why do you care so much?

- She's got something that belongs to me.
- Well, it's obviously not here.

And if I were you, I wouldn't be either.
Everybody's looking for you.

Isn't that Clark's truck?

No, it's my cousin's.

Something tells me that's not
what the registration's gonna say.

You're covering for her.

Where is she?

Is she hiding at her old boyfriend's?

No!

Don't worry.

You'll be able to talk to her soon enough.

I'm sure when Mrs. Kent gets home
she'll whip you up one of her specialties.

- Until then, I'm afraid it's just black coffee.
- Thanks.

- I have some honey.
- No, I'm good.

Sounds like my truck.

Yeah, it's Chloe.

Why isn't she coming inside?

I don't know.

Why don't you lock the door behind me.

Go back in the house!

- Please be careful, Mr. Kent. Please!
- Chloe?

Mr. Kent! No!

- Come on!
- Get away from me.

Lana! I know you're in there!

If you don't come out,
I'll kill your boyfriend's father!

Then I'll move on to Chloe!

Adam!

Whatever you want,
just don't hurt them any more!

- Please, just don't hurt them.
- Come on.

Just leave them alone,
please. Oh, God.

Hurry up. Let's go.
Shut up and get in the truck.

You're gonna stand there and tell me
you weren't working with Dr. Teng?

You can't deny you're behind this.

I'm the one who called the ambulance.

Now, why would I do that
if I was involved in those murders?

Well, let's see what we got
in the goodie bag.

Nothing that will incriminate me.

Except some memo signed by you
as acting director of the lab.

- I've never seen these before.
- Amazing how that always happens.

- I'm being set up.
- Then they're doing a damn good job of it.

Take a breather.

Think about if you wanna
stick to that story.

You have to let me go.

Your friend's been running off at the mouth
for an hour fessing up...

- so don't try and play the hero.
- You're bluffing.

He didn't admit to anything
because he didn't do anything.

You really think that?

You don't know your friend as well
as you think you do.

Hey, Paul. The Vipers just took Roberts
off the court. He blew out his knee.

Guess who's off the bench
with five minutes in the fourth quarter.

- Gunnerson.
- Yeah.

That guy throws more bricks
than a mason.

- I have to go.
- Were we keeping you from something?

Have you called my parents yet?

Yeah, no one's answered.

The newspapers
would find it interesting...

that a minor was being held
for questioning without his guardian.

I wouldn't take any long vacations.

We may need to bring you in
for more questioning.

Damn.

Vipers lead 52 to 46 but the momentum...

Denali dribbles up the court,
passes to Weir in the low post.

Weir fakes right, he shoots,
but Armaganian takes it off the rim.

There's a long throw to Matthews...

- Which one is it?
- It's over here.

Hurry up. Come on.

Faster.

- I put everything in these boxes over here.
- Where are my books?

- I don't know which one I put them in.
- Well, look.

Hurry up.
I don't have a lot of time, Lana.

The white one. The white one.

- Where is it?
- I don't know what you're talking about.

I had three vials in there!
What did you do with them?

- I didn't touch them.
- You liar!

Takes it down for the Metros.
He cuts around Miller, goes up for two.

What happened?

I came home and found your father
and Chloe outside.

- Are you okay?
- I'm fine.

Adam has Lana
and he has your dad's gun.

The police are looking for him now.

- Do you know which way they headed?
- I don't know.

Adam keeps saying that Lana
has something of his.

- The serum.
- I don't know.

He went to the Talon and the house.
I don't know where they'd go.

I'm going to the youth center. All we're
sure of is that Lana's gonna make that call.

Clark, what good is that?
You've heard the call.

It was cutting in and out.
We could barely hear half of it.

If I figure out why it was placed to the past,
maybe I can stop it from happening.

You think Lana will be able
to tell you where she is?

But he's blocked by Grier.
Boardner passes it out to Johnson.

Johnson goes for the three-pointer
and he sinks it!

What's the score?

Vipers up by two, 61 to 59.

- There's three seconds left in the game.
- 61 -59.

Vipers.

Lana!

Lana!

- Oh, damn it.
- Lana!

- Lana!
- Clark!

- Lana!
- Please, help me...

Clark, it's happening.

- Three seconds left. Gunnerson dribbles...
- He's got a gun!

It's good! That makes the score
64 to 60, Vipers.

- Please help me!
- Lana! Lana!

Clark!

Clark, why aren't you picking up?

Clark! He's trying to kill me!

Please help me!

Clark!

Help me!

- Please, help me!
- Lana!

- Clark!
- You lied to me!

- Lana, where are you?
- I'm at Walcott Storage! Help me!

Lana?

- Are you okay?
- Where's Adam?

You took that bullet.

That's impossible.

I saw you.

Now I know why Lionel sent me
to watch you.

Guess I found what I was looking for...

just a little too late.

Adam.

He's not gonna stop, Clark.

I couldn't escape him.

How long do you think you can?

- Let's go.
- FBI.

Why don't you boys hit the showers.
This case has been bumped up to varsity.

That's just like you guys.

We do the heavy lifting
and you just show up for the prize.

This better be important.

Your lawyer may have friends
in high places...

but I'm not a believer
in the trickle-down theory.

I wanna make a deal.

Why should I do that? I understand
they're building a strong case against you.

As flattered as I am to be the object
of so much attention...

you and I both know
I'm only the consolation prize.

- I'm listening.
- Tell the cops to drop the charges...

and give me immunity...

and I'll give you
the biggest arrest of your career.

What are we talking about?

I'll help you bring down my father.

I must admit, I'm intrigued by the research.

What happened to your
last project manager?

She...

moved on.

And please understand me, Dr. Bergin...

I will spare no expense on this project.

You onboard?

With the limited amount of serum you have,
there's barely enough for one round of trials.

Well, that's why I'm counting on you
to get it right the first time.

Well, I suppose I could have a lab outfitted
and a trial underway within a year.

Dr. Bergin, I want you up and running
by the end of the week.

A project like this requires time.

Time is a luxury I don't have, doctor.

I have been...

diagnosed with a rather unique...

liver disease and I'm out of options.

Any luck?

No. I... I got lost at the first wormhole.

The world's scientists are still debating
over Einstein's theories of time travel.

I don't think we're gonna crack it
in one night.

Clark, there's still something
I don't understand.

How did you get from the hotline
to the storage unit in a split second?

Took me more than a few seconds.

Maybe it had something to do
with the weird time anomaly.

You know, there's something
that I don't understand either.

Why did you call the hotline
instead of the police?

Because...

I knew you'd be there.

Looks like we cheated fate.

Barely.

I was so afraid that
I wouldn't get to you in time.

I know.

I spent the last 24 hours terrified
of what might happen.

But it all turned out okay.

It made me realize
how many decisions I make...

because I'm scared
of how things will end up.

We both do our share of that.

Maybe it's time to stop being so afraid.

I've always thought that my life
is so mapped out for me...

but, you know, maybe we have
more control over the future than we think.