Smallville (2001–2011): Season 3, Episode 8 - Shattered - full transcript

While Lex continues to investigate the dark past of his father, he meets Morgan Edge with a new face after plastic surgery, and collects evidence to send Lionel Luthor to prison for the ...

Let's have a look.

You're a new man.

Like looking at a stranger.

Wasn't that the idea?

Throat hurts.

You'll feel better when the swelling
in your vocal cords goes down.

Personally, I think society
places too much emphasis on looks.

It should be the character
of a man that counts.

Don't you agree...

...Mr. Edge?

I think you have me
confused with someone else.

You can change your face,
your hair, your voice...

...but not your DNA.
You still sweat the same.

I don't walk out of here
in five minutes... people have orders
to send the police...

...and inform my father that you
didn't die on the docks that day.

Maybe he'll send somebody
to finish the job.

What do you want?

When you and my father
were teenagers... conspired to kill my grandparents...

...and split the insurance money.

You on something, Lex?

-Because, frankly, you sound delusional.
-No, I've got evidence...

...but I need hard proof
to bring down my father.

You tell the whole story,
he goes to prison.

And maybe you can get a new life
to go along with the face.

I blow the building.

Lionel gets rid of his bastard father
and his gin-soaked mother.

The slum lord splits
the insurance payment with us.

Lionel uses his cut for his first start-up.

And the rest is history.

Sorry for the interruption, sir,
but your father called again.

I did what you asked.
I told him you weren't here.

You look worried, Darius.




Are you alone?

Yeah. What happened to you?

Somebody tried to kill me last night.

Let's get you to a hospital,
call the police.

No hospitals, no police.

These people are professionals.

They killed my security guard, Darius.

They tried to finish me off too.

I just need time to think.

-Who would want to kill you?
-The less you know, the better.

Lex, I can't help you if you
don't tell me what's going on.

It was probably my father.

You guys have had your problems,
but you really think he'd try to kill you?

-lt was either him or Morgan Edge.
-Morgan Edge.

Isn't he the crime boss I read was killed
in a shootout a few months ago?

He survived, went underground.

Got some hack plastic surgeon
to change his appearance.

What does he have against you?

I have evidence
linking him and my father... a crime that can
get them the death penalty.

That evidence was supposed to be
delivered to the U.S. Attorney.

Clark, is that you?

But it's in my safe, Clark,
and I can't go back there.


I thought I heard somebody up here.

Since you're up with the cows, why
don't you give me a hand with milking?

Sorry, Dad, I got some
last-minute cramming to do.

All right.

But I expect you to get an A.

Yes, sir.

All right, I'll go get what's in your safe.

No. It's too dangerous, Clark.

-My people could be in on this.
-lf anyone asks, I'll just play dumb...

...tell them I was there to meet you.

Tell me exactly what happened.

Mr. Kent.

Can I help you?

I'm here to see Lex.

Most of the household is still asleep.

Is Darius on duty?

He had the night off.

You got stuck with the graveyard shift.

What a bummer.

Anything unusual happen?

Not until you arrived.

Right. Well, I know
how to take a hint, so....

Tell Darius I was asking for him.

I'm telling you, Lex, it's like
being in The Twilight Zone.

There was nothing wrong.

I didn't imagine getting shot at, Clark.

They must've had cleaners
to cover their tracks.

Yeah, well, they missed a spot.
I found this in the hallway.

I called Darius' house to see
if anyone knew he was missing.

But according to his answering machine, his
wife and kids are visiting their grandparents.

Darius is probably at the bottom
of Crater Lake by now.

Maybe we should call the U.S. Attorney.

Tell him what?

He was nervous about...

...going after someone as powerful
as Lionel Luthor to begin with.

I don't think he'll be issuing
warrants based on a shard of glass.

Is there anyone who can
corroborate any part of your story?

Well, is Lex all right?

He's freaked out.

Pretty shaken up, but he's alive.

How'd you get mixed up in this?

I was-- I was just researching
Lionel Luthor for a story.

I found out that he ran
with a pretty tough crowd as a kid.

Morgan Edge?

Yeah, I thought Lex would be
interested, but I had no idea...

...he'd develop this theory that Edge
and Lionel murdered his grandparents.

Chloe, these people are dangerous.

They could come after you too.

Lex and I both agree
you should stay out of sight.

No. Nobody who knows
anything about this is safe.

Not until whoever's
responsible is exposed.

I'm not gonna leave you alone.
Grab your laptop, and let's go.

Hello, Clark.

-Miss Sullivan, isn't it?

Clark, Mr. Luthor has something
he'd like to talk to you about.

I'm afraid it's serious.

Have you seen Lex, Clark?

-Not for a few days.
-Lex is missing.

It's important that I find him.

Mr. Luthor, I know Lex pretty well.

If he wanted you to know
where he was, you probably would.

Lex is seriously ill.

He needs help.

What do you mean, ill?

There's a psychotic break.
Lex has had a psychotic break.

That can't be right.

It happened while he was on that island.

I thought he'd beaten it...

...but he's had a relapse.
He's suffering from paranoid delusions.

He's hearing voices.
He sees things that aren't there.

I want my son.
I want him back...

...the way he used to be.

If you hear from him, Clark,
you have to help me.

We have to get him the care he needs.

Lex, what are you doing down here?

I had to get the baby.
He was crying.

My father woke him.

The baby?

What baby?

My little brother Julian.


He's asleep.

And the baby was a figment
of Lex's imagination?

He did have a little brother
named Julian.

He died as an infant
when Lex was still a kid.

That must've been traumatic for him.

Anyway, Chloe's with him now...

...and he seems perfectly fine.

I don't get it. One second,
he's thinking he's holding a baby...

...and the next, he's
making complete sense.

I don't understand how you could
hide him in our barn without telling us.

Dad, he was scared. And he thinks
Lionel's trying to kill him.

-He said Morgan Edge is still alive.
-Morgan Edge.

He's involved.

Morgan Edge knows about your abilities.
He knows that kryptonite can kill you.

How could you not tell us that?

-There's more.

He said Morgan Edge
has had plastic surgery.

Even if he showed up,
we wouldn't know it was him.

So Morgan Edge is alive,
and he's had plastic surgery.

Clark, don't you think that that sounds like
another one of Lex's delusions? Come on.

I know how hard it is for you
to see Lex in this condition...

...but he needs psychiatric care.

You think you know people...

...and you realize it's all just a facade.

Lex, you know we only want
what's best for you.

Save the cloying maternal posturing
for your own son, Mrs. Kent.

I heard you all talking.

Little Kent cabal...

...such a selective group, aren't you?
And so secretive.

Plotting to pack me off to the loony bin.

I tried to stop him.

I'm sorry.

You're all watching me now?

Lex, where are you going?

To find Morgan Edge
and prove I'm not crazy.

You're either with me or against me,
Clark. Choose right now.


-Maybe you should wait in the car.

Lex, I've got your back.
That's why I'm here.

Lex, maybe this is the wrong place.

No. No, this was the place.

No, Edge was here.

That was only yesterday. And these
people look like they've been here a while.

Don't you see?
It's part of the cover-up, Clark.

It wouldn't be that hard.

Bring in a few machines,
some immigrant labor.

If you want to vanish,
why go through the trouble?

I don't know, Clark.


You gotta ask yourself... there any possibility
you might be imagining all this?

Where's Morgan Edge?

Where's Edge?

Tell me where he is, or I'll stitch
this seam through your hand!

Lex, he doesn't understand
a word you're saying.

-Come on, let's go.
-All right, Clark, you win.

But I'm not imagining this, am l? Huh?

-Let's go.
-Huh? Am I imagining this?

Go! Go!

Come on.

There's gotta be more evidence.

Maybe we should call the sheriff,
get her to bring in a forensics team.

What do you want to do, Lex?

Mr. Luthor.


-You're alive.
-We were worried about you, sir.

You're in on this, aren't you?

In on what, sir?


-Come on, Lex.

Thank God. We were looking
everywhere for you.

Did you call her?

-I don't even know who she is.
-She's my psychiatrist.

Don't you think it's a little convenient
she just happens to be here?

Security called me, Lex.

You need to come with me.

No. No, I'm not going anywhere.

Somebody tried to kill me last night.
I jumped through a window!

Look, I have proof.

The window was broken.

You got angry during our last session...

...and threw this vase
through the hall window.

I'm gonna give you something.

What is this? Huh?

Some kind of hallucinogen?

It's a sedative.


No, you're working for my father.

-Drugging me to make me crazy.
-We need to get you to a hospital.

All right, Mr. Luthor,
everything's gonna be fine.

It's gonna be all right.

Wait. Get on the ground!
Both of you, on the ground!

-Get on the ground!

-Lex, give me the gun.
-No, Clark.

If they take me to the hospital, I'll wind
up dead or drooling in a padded cell.

-Why would they want to do that?
-It's a perfect plan, Clark.

If the world thinks I'm crazy... one will believe what I found out
about my father and Morgan Edge!

-Think about it, Clark.
-Young man, your friend is very sick.

These conspiracy theories
are a symptom of his condition.

Shut up!

Maybe I am crazy, Clark.

I honestly don't know anymore.

But what if I'm right about all this?

Are you really just gonna
let them put me away?


Are you here?

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.

I got your message.
I brought the food.

Now tell me what I'm doing
here in the middle of the night.


What's wrong?

There's a possibility he's being drugged.
People are after him.

I couldn't bring him to the farm,
and I knew you knew this place.

Why didn't you tell me about this?

Because if Lex is right,
everyone who's involved is in danger.

And I promised myself I would never
put you in that position again.

What exactly are we mixed up in?

I wish I knew.

I need you to stay with him.

Where are you going?

I gotta get some evidence to Chloe
that may prove that he's being drugged.

She couldn't come here because
we think she's being watched.

Don't worry, Lana.

I'll tell you everything.

Be careful.

He's not himself.



-Thanks for meeting me out here.
-Of course.

Find out if this can
make someone hallucinate.

I'll get it to my source
at the pharmacology lab.

I need to check out a Dr. Claire Foster
and the two security guards.

-lf there's a conspiracy, they're likely in on it.
-I dug up some of Lex's medical records.

Apparently, this isn't the first time
he's had this kind of problem.

-What are you talking about?
-Well, after his brother died...

...Lex went right back
to boarding school.

And soon after that, he started exhibiting
some pretty bizarro behavior.

What do you mean, "bizarro"?

His housemaster found him sitting in
the bell tower in the middle of the night...

...singing a lullaby
to a wrapped-up blanket.

You know, I want to believe
that this is a conspiracy...

...just as much as you do,
believe me...

...but I think we need
to start preparing ourselves...

...for the possibility
that Lex really is losing his mind.

Thank you for coming, Lana.

I'm just glad you're letting me help.

What is this?

It's chamomile. It'll help you relax.




-Lex, what's wrong?
-You're trying to drug me!

-I would never do that.
-I shouldn't have trusted you.

-Lex, wait.
-Keep away from me!


What's the trouble, mister?

You know, I was never quite sure which of
them was more out of touch with reality...

...Don Quixote, jousting
with imaginary enemies...

...or his loyal lackey Sancho Panza...

...indulging his master's fantasies
in spite of the danger to everyone else.

Wait a minute.
Where are you going?

I'm going to find Lex.

If I were you, I'd be careful.

Lex is convinced you're responsible for
everything that's been happening to him.

Well, I'm touched by your concern, but you
and I both know which of us is to blame.

-Mr. Luthor, I don't think--
-No, no!

I don't want to hear it.

If you had listened to me, Lex would
already be getting the help he needs...

...and Miss Lang wouldn't be here
fighting for her life.


Are you okay?

But don't worry about me.

My security personnel
are well-equipped to protect me...

...and to find my son.

Now, I strongly suggest
the two of you go home...

...before you do any more damage.

Miss Sullivan.

The drug analysis came back.

It was just a common sedative.

Lionel's right, Chloe.

-I really screwed up.
-Maybe not.

There are a lot of drugs that could
make Lex see pink elephants.

Now, the question is,
how did it get into his system?

The mansion. Everything's brought
to him there. The food, the drinks.

So for all we know, they
could've been dosing him for weeks.

How'd you do it?

-Do what?
-Get the drugs into Lex's system.

I don't appreciate some farm boy coming
in here and accusing me of a felony.

Don't underestimate farm boys.

-Baling hay can make you pretty strong.
-Come on, you're gonna break my arm!

Not if you tell me
how you drugged Lex.

It was the Scotch.

-Tell me who you're working for!
-I don't know who they are, all right?

-All I have is a cell phone number.
-Then call it.

Tell them to be at the
Smallville Stables by noon...

...with a bag full of Benjamins
or I go to the cops.

Kid, you're crazy. These people
are not gonna pay you off.

They're gonna kill you.

I'll take my chances.

Thank you, Mike.

Lex. How'd you get in here, Lex?

When people think you're insane and
you're holding a rifle to their head...

...they tend to do what you ask.

Put the guns down, all right?
Sit down. Let's talk.

Sure, Dad.

We'll have a nice father-son chat.

All right, sit down.

About how you and Morgan Edge
killed my grandparents...

...and how you're drugging me
to make the world think I'm crazy.

Hey, why not do the whole thing
on Oprah, you know?

Spill our dysfunctional guts
on national TV like regular families do.

All right, I understand why you're angry.

I found out the same thing. The slum
lord that owned my parents' tenement...

...hired Edge to blow it up
for the insurance money.

-Just like you planned it.
-No. Lex, no. Lex, no, they were parents.

No matter how badly they treated me,
I would never hurt them.

And I know deep down
you don't want to hurt me.

-You know what disappoints me, Dad?
-All right, tell me.

You hired pros to kill me.

You always taught me, if you want
something done right, do it yourself.

Lex, the person responsible
for this is Morgan Edge.

I know where he is.

Believe me, we can get justice. Lex.

Lex! Listen to me.

You'll wake the baby.

It's-- It's Julian.

-Are you seeing Julian again?
-You know I can't take it when he cries, Dad.

Julian isn't here, Lex.
He's dead.

-No, Lex.

You can't blame yourself
for the baby's death.

-Shut up!
-I know you didn't mean to hurt him. I know.

-Shut up!
-Lex, it was an accident, Lex.

-Tell me where Morgan Edge is now!
-All right. All right.

You have to be careful.
Lex, please.

Be careful. Please, Lex.

I can't bear to lose another child.


Tell me where to find the guy
you're working for or I keep squeezing.

Check it out.


I gave you a chance, Edge,
but you really screwed it up.

-Now drop the gun.
-Your father's the one who screwed up.

If we'd done it my way,
you'd be dead by now.

What are you talking about?

You think you could've escaped
if I wanted to kill you?

It was your father's idea
to make you look crazy instead.

You're lying!

It's true, Lex.

Lionel's gone soft in his old age.

He was willing to lose his parents,
but he couldn't bear to lose another child.

Neck still bothering you?

Muscle aches, sleeplessness?

All common side effects of the drugs.

I knew I wasn't crazy.

Tell me how you did it.

Lionel thought of everything.

First the dope, then getting the window
fixed, then setting up the sweatshop.

All little details
to push you over the edge.

How do I know it wasn't all you?

Well, take a look around you.

You think I'd be in digs like this
if I hadn't cut a deal with your old man?

You gotta admit, it was an elegant plan.
Just like when he was a kid.

Either you crack so completely
that you can't form a coherent sentence...

...or anything you say
sounds like the ravings of a madman.

But he doesn't have to win, Lex.

We can bring him down.


Maybe I'll just kill both of you.

Hi, Kal.

I had a feeling
we'd see each other again.

That's why I've been
carrying these around.

-You know each other?
-We go way back.

You're in on this too, Clark?

-You're in on this too?
-No, Lex...'s not what you think.

Thank you.

Don't thank me, Clark.

You're part of this.

I have to kill you too.

You think you can just slither
away from me, Clark?

Lex, I'm your friend.

I would never do anything to hurt you.

What'd you do?
Did you betray Edge too?

Is that why he beat you to a pulp?
Tell me, Clark!

What's the price
of a Judas kiss these days?

I was right about you all along, Clark.

You're not even human.

That car hit him at 80 miles an hour.

And he tossed it like a toy.

Did you see him?

See who?

No, no, no.

He was right there.

He was right there, I swear!

It's all right, Lex.

We're gonna get you
the help you need.

No. No.

He was right there.
Look at the car!

Look at it! Look!

He was right there.



How's Lex?

Lex isn't doing so good.

I'm sorry.

I know how much
you wanted to help him.

The doctors say that you're doing better.

I almost died, Clark.

I know.

I always thought
you were being paranoid.

About what?

That being around you is too dangerous.

But it's true.

-It's okay, Clark.

I know.

You were only looking out for me.

But you're right...

...I think I have to stay away from you.

Dr. Foster.

Good evening, Mr. Luthor.

Why do these institutions always...

...stink of ammonia?

How's Lex?

Now that he's here, I can
control his meds much more tightly.

By the time he finishes his treatment,
he won't have any short-term memory left.

Wasn't that exactly what you wanted?

Never believe for a second,
doctor, that this is what I wanted.

I love my son more than life itself.

But he leaves me no choice.