Smallville (2001–2011): Season 5, Episode 15 - Cyborg - full transcript
After being released from a prison in a laboratory of Luthorcorp's Cyntechnics by sympathetic scientist Dr. Hong, former Metropolis High football player Victor Stone is chased by armed security guards and hit by Lana's truck, without any harm. The car is totally destroyed, Lana wounds her forehead and Victor takes her to a hospital. Lana calls Clark, and he meets Victor, who played football against him in high school and died a year ago in a car crash. Victor explained that he became a living machine as part of the machine project researched by the evil Dr. Allister Krieg sponsored by Luthorcorp. Further, he misses his girlfriend Katherine. Clark promises to help him and visits Lex, who lies and tells Clark that he was not aware of the project. Meanwhile, Martha is blackmailed with a DVD showing Clark on a security camera rescuing the unconscious Lana from the warehouse explosion (from episode 'Lockdown') and Lionel offers to help her find the blackmailer.
Victor, can you hear me?
I'm sorry for what we did to you.
This was all I could save.
Thank you.
They're coming.
You have to go.
Now!
Stop him! Aim for the shoulder!
Seal the building.
I need him alive.
Sweep the area.
I want him back in his cage.
I hit you at 30 miles an hour.
You should be dead.
Won't be the first time.
- Who are you?
- Nobody you want to know.
Trust me.
- At least tell me how you...
- I'm sorry about your "car..."
but I don't have time right now.
I'm out of here.
Clark, I need your help.
Lana, are you okay?
Yeah, it's just a cut.
How'd you get here so fast?
I was at the Daily Planet with Chloe.
What happened?
I was driving down the street
to the library...
when this guy ran out
in front of my car.
I didn't even have time to brake.
Clark, I hit him full-on.
- I'm sorry.
- No, you don't understand.
He didn't have a scratch on him.
Lana, who is this guy?
I don't know. He brought me here.
He wouldn't tell me his name.
He was acting all jumpy
like somebody was after him.
What does he look like?
- Is that who's chasing you, the police?
- You got the wrong guy.
My girlfriend didn't crash into you?
- What are you looking for?
- Just some answers.
You're not even hurt.
How'd you manage that?
Milk, does a body good.
Victor? Victor Stone?
- Met High wide receiver.
- I know you?
I'm Clark Kent,
I played for the Smallville Crows.
Kent. Quarterback, I remember.
Some arm you got.
I don't play anymore.
Yeah, me neither.
That's not surprising,
since I heard you were dead.
Look, I'm sorry about what happened
with your girlfriend. I really am.
But I got places I don't wanna be
right now. Catch you later, Kent.
- Victor, wait...
- Let me go!
Kent! Kent, are you...?
- What the hell are you made of?
- I was just about to ask you that.
What are you looking at, man?
Hello. Who are you?
How did...?
No, I understand, but I don't think
I can raise that much.
All right, I'll be there.
Lionel.
I'm not too early, am I?
Didn't we say 11:30?
Oh, right, the conference in Topeka.
Come in.
You'll save a full day
if you take the helicopter, senator.
But if you think it could be
a conflict of interest...
to accept a favor from LuthorCorp...
No, no, no.
It's just that something's come "up..."
and I'm going to
have to reschedule.
What is it, Martha?
Is everything all right?
Nothing I can't handle.
Oh, I don't doubt that for a minute.
If you need a ride in the future...
or anything, anything at all,
please don't hesitate.
Please, call me.
I will. Thank you.
Lana, hi.
Look, I'm sorry I had to
leave so soon...
but Victor really didn't wanna
hang around.
No, you should stay in Metropolis
so I can figure out what's going on.
Yeah, Chloe's on her way
to pick you up.
Okay, bye.
Newspaper's got it wrong, huh?
No. They didn't.
We were all in the car laughing,
carrying on...
then it started to snow.
My little sister always loved the snow.
My ma, my pops...
my little sister.
I should have died with them.
I passed out.
Expected to see some angels
next time I woke up.
Instead I got a bunch of Cyntechnics
scientists playing Frankenstein.
Cyntechnics, they did this to you?
I wasn't the only dead guy
they pulled from an accident...
just the first to survive
their experiments.
If it wasn't for this one doctor
that helped me escape...
I'd be more machine than man
right now.
Machine?
You mean bionics?
That's what all the metal is
in your body.
How do you know what's in me?
What about that wall I tossed you into?
How come you're not even hurt?
You're not the only one
who drinks a lot of milk.
- So you bionic like me?
- No.
I'm just different.
What about your girlfriend, Lana?
She's okay with you "being..."
whatever you are?
Lana doesn't know.
Neither will Katherine.
Who's Katherine?
That's my girl.
She's beautiful.
We were planning on getting married
after school.
Some wedding that would be now.
- She even know you're alive?
- No.
I want to see her.
If she knew what I am now,
what they did to me...
How could she ever love
a thing like me?
I'm really not the best person
to be asking about that.
It won't even matter if Cyntechnics
catches up with me first.
I got a friend who works
at the "Daily Planet."
Might be able to find out
about these guys...
maybe get them off your back.
You'd do that for me?
I kind of got this thing
about being experimented on in labs.
Sit tight, you should be safe here.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
So on a scale from one to Taye Diggs,
where exactly are we?
- He's definitely up there.
- Yeah?
Tall, dark and bionic,
you think he likes blonds?
His girlfriend's a brunette. Sorry.
Does she know what happened to him?
No. He doesn't want her to know.
- He's afraid how she'll react.
- Well, what's he gonna "do..."
keep lying to her and hope that
she doesn't notice how different he is?
I did some digging in Cyntechnics'
backyard, and I came up with...
- more flowers than dirt.
- There's gotta be something.
Well, their main focus has become
the Machina Project.
It's cutting-edge prosthetics designed to
replace damaged or severed limbs.
What they did to Victor is more
extensive than a severed limb.
Who owns Cyntechnics?
Guess what.
It is owned by LuthorCorp.
We need to talk.
And you should work on your entrance,
Clark.
Bit abrupt, don't you think?
What do you know about Cyntechnics?
See, now that's exactly what I mean.
No small talk, no pleasantries,
just straight to the accusations.
I haven't accused you of anything.
You don't have to.
Your righteous tone says it all.
So, what am I supposed to have done
this time?
How about turning Victor Stone
into a Tin Man without his consent?
Victor Stone, the football player?
I thought I read he died in a car crash.
That's what Cyntechnics
wanted everyone to believe.
Then maybe you should be
badgering Cyntechnics.
I am. LuthorCorp bought them out
seven months ago.
Clark, in the last quarter alone...
LuthorCorp has sold or acquired
over a hundred small ventures.
You don't know your own company?
I'm saying
I run a multinational corporation.
The complexity of keeping it operating
requires me to delegate responsibilities.
If someone's abusing that "position..."
I'll take the necessary steps
to rectify the situation.
So will I.
Victor?
Victor?
- Sorry.
- It's okay.
- Where's Clark?
- He went to go talk to Lex.
You mean, Lex Luthor?
Well, it turns out that LuthorCorp
owns the company that did this to you.
Maybe I should go have a few words
with Luthor.
Lex has done things in the past
that I don't "like..."
but I can't believe
he has any part in this.
He's different.
So am I.
- Only I didn't have a choice.
- Well, now you do.
Between what?
Being a can opener or a Cuisinart?
No, between telling the truth
to the woman you love or lying to her.
- Clark told you about Katherine?
- Yeah.
That's actually why I'm here.
She's what kept me going
all those months in that lab.
The thought of holding her in my arms
again.
- Hey, where are you going?
- To find my girl.
I don't know what I'm gonna tell her,
but at least I can... What the hell?
Victor!
Target acquired.
Lana. Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
That makes one of us.
No one's gonna look for us here.
Lois won't be back till tomorrow.
Go lie down. I'll get you a towel.
Kent, I'm sorry. I never meant to bring
my crazy world into your life.
Don't worry about it, all right?
You're safe now.
- Everything's gonna be okay.
- Here.
I'm not so sure.
This isn't exactly something
you can just put a little duct tape on.
The bionics and my biology
are all connected.
This goop coming out of my arm,
it's from my power cell.
If it continues to drain like this
I'm a dead man.
So my probing exposé
on the increase in jaywalking can wait.
- We need to find this doctor.
- I don't know how much time he has.
I know Lex likes to play hardball,
but sending snipers into your backyard?
- It just doesn't seem like his style.
- Styles change.
When I asked him about Cyntechnics,
he was lying.
Maybe he was telling the truth.
The lead scientist, Dr. Allister Krieg,
he has a history of burning bridges.
He was fired from both MIT and Stanford
for using their funding to conduct...
- ethically challenged research.
- Think he's doing the same?
Luthor's obsession with scientific
advancement makes him a target.
Doesn't matter. What matters is finding
the guy who can save Victor's life.
- Okay, do you have a name?
- Dr. Hong.
There are six Hongs with M.D.'s
in the Metropolis area...
and I'm thinking we can cross off
the OB/GYN.
Bio-engineer, right there.
There you go.
Dr. Hong?
Dr. Hong, are you there?
Is he dead?
I think you already know that answer,
Lex.
You think
I had something to do with this?
Why else would you be here?
You acted like you never heard of them.
I hadn't. But after you waved
the red flag, I looked into it.
- Do you expect me to believe that?
- Believe what you want.
Dr. Hong was about to
blow the whistle...
and either he couldn't live with it
or the man in charge wouldn't let him.
- You talking about Allister Krieg?
- You've done your homework.
Look, Krieg's gone completely rogue.
A project that started as an effort
to allow amputees to live a normal life...
has turned into one man's quest
to create a living machine.
If you know where Victor is, you need
to tell me before Krieg finds him first.
He's sick. He's been shot.
He said if he doesn't get repaired,
he may die.
Then bring him to me.
I have the technology.
- I can help Victor without involving Krieg.
- I've seen the way you help people.
Look, I know you have your issues
with me. I know you're angry.
But do you want to let our differences
get in the way of saving Victor's life?
What happened? Did Clark find him?
I'm so sorry, Victor.
Dr. Hong's dead.
Because of me.
If he hadn't... If he hadn't helped me
escape, he'd still be alive right now.
It's not your fault, Victor.
You didn't choose for any of this
to happen to you.
I always said I should have died
with my family.
Guess I'll be joining them soon enough.
You can't say that.
You can't give up hope, okay?
I need to see Katherine.
Victor, they're still searching for you.
You can hardly walk.
I don't care.
I'm gonna see her before I die.
- Okay, let's just wait for Clark.
- I'm not waiting for anybody.
If you had one last chance to see
the person you love, what would you do?
Katherine!
Katherine!
Hello, Victor.
- Where's Katherine?
- She's safe.
And she'll stay that way,
as long as you cooperate.
If you so much as touch her,
I swear to God...
I'm a doctor, Victor.
My goal is to help people,
not to hurt them.
Don't play with me, doc.
- I wanna see her.
- You will.
But first you'll return to the lab,
with these gentlemen.
I hope you win your Nobel Prize.
You were right.
He came here like a fish to water.
Yeah, well, the heart has a way
of clouding one's better judgment.
Did you bring the money?
Yes. Who are you?
Why are you doing this?
Lionel.
What are you doing here?
Well, I could ask you that same question.
You have no idea what you just did.
I got worried, Martha. I saw that
package at your house this morning.
I know you don't want to
accept help from me...
but I can't just sit back
and let you walk into trouble alone.
- You don't understand.
- Yes, I do. I recognize the signs.
You're a senator. You've got
a high profile. You're in the public eye.
Blackmail comes with the territory.
So...
what does one do in this position?
You can't give in to blackmail,
it never ends.
You don't understand.
There's a lot at stake.
- There always is. Let me help you.
- No, Lionel, I can handle it.
Yes, you're a very capable "woman..."
but this is something
quite beyond your experience.
What came to you in that package
is of no interest to me.
My only interest is your well-being.
Let me take care of this for you.
Please.
Where's Katherine?
Back at home. But don't worry,
we've called off the dogs.
You'll be happy that
we've replaced the "tubing..."
re-calibrated a few
of the servo-mechanisms.
Your arm is even better than before.
Can't wait to use it
to smash your skull in.
How you feeling?
Victor, I'm glad we managed
to get to you in time to save you.
You got some kind of God complex
or something?
I didn't ask to be saved.
Look, all I'm doing is giving you a future,
a chance for a normal life.
Normal? Half my body is straight
out of The Sharper Image catalog.
At a price a lot steeper
than 6 million dollars...
the last thing I wanna do
is cause you more pain.
Then why not take back
all your fancy gadgetry?
Roll my sorry stump out
in a wheelbarrow for all I care.
You'd die without this gadgetry.
But I'm as eager for your freedom
as you are.
You just need to be patient.
What's that?
It's gonna make life easier for you.
What are you doing to me?
What am I doing?
I'm helping you be whole again.
Anger...
despair, loneliness.
Such strong emotions can create
a rift between brain and bionics.
This chip will take the edge off
when necessary.
You're trying to turn me into a drone,
that's what.
- A robot.
- Vic...
Easy.
You've read too much science fiction.
Pacemakers,
synthetic tissues, artificial hearts.
The merging of man and machine
is nothing new.
I'll get out of your way.
Keep me updated.
I'll prep him for the implant.
Lana, where's Victor?
- He left.
- What?
He wasn't supposed to leave.
He wanted to see Katherine
one last time.
- That's the first place they'll look.
- I tried to stop him, he wouldn't listen.
Do you think they brought him back
to that lab?
- I'm gonna go check that out.
- We should call the police.
These people have shot at us before.
Who knows what they're gonna...
Just relax, Victor.
This won't take long.
You want me to relax,
put away the drill.
When we're done, I promise you,
you'll feel like a new man.
Nice tackle.
Come on.
Let's get you out of here.
- How did you do that, Kent?
- I can do a lot of things.
Clark.
Gonna try some small talk
first this time?
Like how Victor Stone
escaped from the lab?
I guess not.
That's everything that Chloe and I
could find on the Machina Project.
Well, there's nothing here about Krieg's
renegade experiment...
I" haven't already uncovered.
I have no desire to harass
Victor Stone.
- He's suffered enough.
- Suffered because of you.
- Clark...
- Lex, you were there in the lab.
When they tried to put a chip in.
I was there.
- To stop Krieg.
- That's not what Victor said.
Victor was under heavy anesthesia.
He must have misconstrued
my intentions.
Seems to happen a lot to you,
doesn't it?
You think
he would have been better off...
if" he'd died along with his family?
You always think
the ends justify the means.
What I think
is that some miracles have a price.
But that doesn't make them
less profound.
Tell Victor I hope he can move past
what happened.
I assure him LuthorCorp has.
You can let yourself out.
Is everything working all right?
I feel like a billion dollars...
which probably isn't too far off.
You really think Luthor's gonna let that
much money walk off into the sunset?
I didn't give him a choice.
I'd say thank "you..."
but the words seem too small.
And completely unnecessary.
Your mom raised you modest,
didn't she?
You're a hero, Kent.
I'm not gonna forget
how much I owe you.
Help someone else out
when they're in need. We'll call it even.
Katherine.
Victor?
What happened?
What did those men do to you?
It's a long story.
We got time.
Lionel. Come in.
- What happened? Did you...?
- Don't worry. It's been solved.
The man responsible has agreed
never to contact you again.
Who was he?
He was a police academy dropout
turned warehouse security guard.
He was trying to cash in
at somebody else's expense.
Did he tell you what this was about?
I didn't let him. I was only interested
in making sure he went away.
And he did.
Willingly.
- But there is one thing that concerns me.
- What is it?
You're a public figure now, senator.
How people perceive you is...
It's everything.
It's possible
that any association with me...
with Lionel Luthor...
could be dangerous
to your new career.
I'm not the kind of person
who turns her back on friends...
because of what people think.
I don't know many people like you,
Martha.
I admire your integrity so much.
The state of Kansas
is lucky to have you.
I haven't seen that in a while.
I guess Victor kind of reminded me
of the glory days.
Why'd you quit, anyway?
You... You always seemed
so at peace on that field.
Like everything that was weighing
you down just evaporated.
It's just a game.
Clark, why do you do that?
Do what?
Hide what you're really feeling.
Seeing Victor and Katherine together...
how in love they are...
it kind of reminded me
of our glory days.
And you know how much I love you,
Clark.
But we seem to just
keep going around and around.
- We can't move forward.
- I know.
Just tell me the truth, Clark.
Do you still love me?
I've always loved you.
And I always will.
No matter what happens.
Your secret is safe with me...
Kal-El.
I'm sorry for what we did to you.
This was all I could save.
Thank you.
They're coming.
You have to go.
Now!
Stop him! Aim for the shoulder!
Seal the building.
I need him alive.
Sweep the area.
I want him back in his cage.
I hit you at 30 miles an hour.
You should be dead.
Won't be the first time.
- Who are you?
- Nobody you want to know.
Trust me.
- At least tell me how you...
- I'm sorry about your "car..."
but I don't have time right now.
I'm out of here.
Clark, I need your help.
Lana, are you okay?
Yeah, it's just a cut.
How'd you get here so fast?
I was at the Daily Planet with Chloe.
What happened?
I was driving down the street
to the library...
when this guy ran out
in front of my car.
I didn't even have time to brake.
Clark, I hit him full-on.
- I'm sorry.
- No, you don't understand.
He didn't have a scratch on him.
Lana, who is this guy?
I don't know. He brought me here.
He wouldn't tell me his name.
He was acting all jumpy
like somebody was after him.
What does he look like?
- Is that who's chasing you, the police?
- You got the wrong guy.
My girlfriend didn't crash into you?
- What are you looking for?
- Just some answers.
You're not even hurt.
How'd you manage that?
Milk, does a body good.
Victor? Victor Stone?
- Met High wide receiver.
- I know you?
I'm Clark Kent,
I played for the Smallville Crows.
Kent. Quarterback, I remember.
Some arm you got.
I don't play anymore.
Yeah, me neither.
That's not surprising,
since I heard you were dead.
Look, I'm sorry about what happened
with your girlfriend. I really am.
But I got places I don't wanna be
right now. Catch you later, Kent.
- Victor, wait...
- Let me go!
Kent! Kent, are you...?
- What the hell are you made of?
- I was just about to ask you that.
What are you looking at, man?
Hello. Who are you?
How did...?
No, I understand, but I don't think
I can raise that much.
All right, I'll be there.
Lionel.
I'm not too early, am I?
Didn't we say 11:30?
Oh, right, the conference in Topeka.
Come in.
You'll save a full day
if you take the helicopter, senator.
But if you think it could be
a conflict of interest...
to accept a favor from LuthorCorp...
No, no, no.
It's just that something's come "up..."
and I'm going to
have to reschedule.
What is it, Martha?
Is everything all right?
Nothing I can't handle.
Oh, I don't doubt that for a minute.
If you need a ride in the future...
or anything, anything at all,
please don't hesitate.
Please, call me.
I will. Thank you.
Lana, hi.
Look, I'm sorry I had to
leave so soon...
but Victor really didn't wanna
hang around.
No, you should stay in Metropolis
so I can figure out what's going on.
Yeah, Chloe's on her way
to pick you up.
Okay, bye.
Newspaper's got it wrong, huh?
No. They didn't.
We were all in the car laughing,
carrying on...
then it started to snow.
My little sister always loved the snow.
My ma, my pops...
my little sister.
I should have died with them.
I passed out.
Expected to see some angels
next time I woke up.
Instead I got a bunch of Cyntechnics
scientists playing Frankenstein.
Cyntechnics, they did this to you?
I wasn't the only dead guy
they pulled from an accident...
just the first to survive
their experiments.
If it wasn't for this one doctor
that helped me escape...
I'd be more machine than man
right now.
Machine?
You mean bionics?
That's what all the metal is
in your body.
How do you know what's in me?
What about that wall I tossed you into?
How come you're not even hurt?
You're not the only one
who drinks a lot of milk.
- So you bionic like me?
- No.
I'm just different.
What about your girlfriend, Lana?
She's okay with you "being..."
whatever you are?
Lana doesn't know.
Neither will Katherine.
Who's Katherine?
That's my girl.
She's beautiful.
We were planning on getting married
after school.
Some wedding that would be now.
- She even know you're alive?
- No.
I want to see her.
If she knew what I am now,
what they did to me...
How could she ever love
a thing like me?
I'm really not the best person
to be asking about that.
It won't even matter if Cyntechnics
catches up with me first.
I got a friend who works
at the "Daily Planet."
Might be able to find out
about these guys...
maybe get them off your back.
You'd do that for me?
I kind of got this thing
about being experimented on in labs.
Sit tight, you should be safe here.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
So on a scale from one to Taye Diggs,
where exactly are we?
- He's definitely up there.
- Yeah?
Tall, dark and bionic,
you think he likes blonds?
His girlfriend's a brunette. Sorry.
Does she know what happened to him?
No. He doesn't want her to know.
- He's afraid how she'll react.
- Well, what's he gonna "do..."
keep lying to her and hope that
she doesn't notice how different he is?
I did some digging in Cyntechnics'
backyard, and I came up with...
- more flowers than dirt.
- There's gotta be something.
Well, their main focus has become
the Machina Project.
It's cutting-edge prosthetics designed to
replace damaged or severed limbs.
What they did to Victor is more
extensive than a severed limb.
Who owns Cyntechnics?
Guess what.
It is owned by LuthorCorp.
We need to talk.
And you should work on your entrance,
Clark.
Bit abrupt, don't you think?
What do you know about Cyntechnics?
See, now that's exactly what I mean.
No small talk, no pleasantries,
just straight to the accusations.
I haven't accused you of anything.
You don't have to.
Your righteous tone says it all.
So, what am I supposed to have done
this time?
How about turning Victor Stone
into a Tin Man without his consent?
Victor Stone, the football player?
I thought I read he died in a car crash.
That's what Cyntechnics
wanted everyone to believe.
Then maybe you should be
badgering Cyntechnics.
I am. LuthorCorp bought them out
seven months ago.
Clark, in the last quarter alone...
LuthorCorp has sold or acquired
over a hundred small ventures.
You don't know your own company?
I'm saying
I run a multinational corporation.
The complexity of keeping it operating
requires me to delegate responsibilities.
If someone's abusing that "position..."
I'll take the necessary steps
to rectify the situation.
So will I.
Victor?
Victor?
- Sorry.
- It's okay.
- Where's Clark?
- He went to go talk to Lex.
You mean, Lex Luthor?
Well, it turns out that LuthorCorp
owns the company that did this to you.
Maybe I should go have a few words
with Luthor.
Lex has done things in the past
that I don't "like..."
but I can't believe
he has any part in this.
He's different.
So am I.
- Only I didn't have a choice.
- Well, now you do.
Between what?
Being a can opener or a Cuisinart?
No, between telling the truth
to the woman you love or lying to her.
- Clark told you about Katherine?
- Yeah.
That's actually why I'm here.
She's what kept me going
all those months in that lab.
The thought of holding her in my arms
again.
- Hey, where are you going?
- To find my girl.
I don't know what I'm gonna tell her,
but at least I can... What the hell?
Victor!
Target acquired.
Lana. Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
That makes one of us.
No one's gonna look for us here.
Lois won't be back till tomorrow.
Go lie down. I'll get you a towel.
Kent, I'm sorry. I never meant to bring
my crazy world into your life.
Don't worry about it, all right?
You're safe now.
- Everything's gonna be okay.
- Here.
I'm not so sure.
This isn't exactly something
you can just put a little duct tape on.
The bionics and my biology
are all connected.
This goop coming out of my arm,
it's from my power cell.
If it continues to drain like this
I'm a dead man.
So my probing exposé
on the increase in jaywalking can wait.
- We need to find this doctor.
- I don't know how much time he has.
I know Lex likes to play hardball,
but sending snipers into your backyard?
- It just doesn't seem like his style.
- Styles change.
When I asked him about Cyntechnics,
he was lying.
Maybe he was telling the truth.
The lead scientist, Dr. Allister Krieg,
he has a history of burning bridges.
He was fired from both MIT and Stanford
for using their funding to conduct...
- ethically challenged research.
- Think he's doing the same?
Luthor's obsession with scientific
advancement makes him a target.
Doesn't matter. What matters is finding
the guy who can save Victor's life.
- Okay, do you have a name?
- Dr. Hong.
There are six Hongs with M.D.'s
in the Metropolis area...
and I'm thinking we can cross off
the OB/GYN.
Bio-engineer, right there.
There you go.
Dr. Hong?
Dr. Hong, are you there?
Is he dead?
I think you already know that answer,
Lex.
You think
I had something to do with this?
Why else would you be here?
You acted like you never heard of them.
I hadn't. But after you waved
the red flag, I looked into it.
- Do you expect me to believe that?
- Believe what you want.
Dr. Hong was about to
blow the whistle...
and either he couldn't live with it
or the man in charge wouldn't let him.
- You talking about Allister Krieg?
- You've done your homework.
Look, Krieg's gone completely rogue.
A project that started as an effort
to allow amputees to live a normal life...
has turned into one man's quest
to create a living machine.
If you know where Victor is, you need
to tell me before Krieg finds him first.
He's sick. He's been shot.
He said if he doesn't get repaired,
he may die.
Then bring him to me.
I have the technology.
- I can help Victor without involving Krieg.
- I've seen the way you help people.
Look, I know you have your issues
with me. I know you're angry.
But do you want to let our differences
get in the way of saving Victor's life?
What happened? Did Clark find him?
I'm so sorry, Victor.
Dr. Hong's dead.
Because of me.
If he hadn't... If he hadn't helped me
escape, he'd still be alive right now.
It's not your fault, Victor.
You didn't choose for any of this
to happen to you.
I always said I should have died
with my family.
Guess I'll be joining them soon enough.
You can't say that.
You can't give up hope, okay?
I need to see Katherine.
Victor, they're still searching for you.
You can hardly walk.
I don't care.
I'm gonna see her before I die.
- Okay, let's just wait for Clark.
- I'm not waiting for anybody.
If you had one last chance to see
the person you love, what would you do?
Katherine!
Katherine!
Hello, Victor.
- Where's Katherine?
- She's safe.
And she'll stay that way,
as long as you cooperate.
If you so much as touch her,
I swear to God...
I'm a doctor, Victor.
My goal is to help people,
not to hurt them.
Don't play with me, doc.
- I wanna see her.
- You will.
But first you'll return to the lab,
with these gentlemen.
I hope you win your Nobel Prize.
You were right.
He came here like a fish to water.
Yeah, well, the heart has a way
of clouding one's better judgment.
Did you bring the money?
Yes. Who are you?
Why are you doing this?
Lionel.
What are you doing here?
Well, I could ask you that same question.
You have no idea what you just did.
I got worried, Martha. I saw that
package at your house this morning.
I know you don't want to
accept help from me...
but I can't just sit back
and let you walk into trouble alone.
- You don't understand.
- Yes, I do. I recognize the signs.
You're a senator. You've got
a high profile. You're in the public eye.
Blackmail comes with the territory.
So...
what does one do in this position?
You can't give in to blackmail,
it never ends.
You don't understand.
There's a lot at stake.
- There always is. Let me help you.
- No, Lionel, I can handle it.
Yes, you're a very capable "woman..."
but this is something
quite beyond your experience.
What came to you in that package
is of no interest to me.
My only interest is your well-being.
Let me take care of this for you.
Please.
Where's Katherine?
Back at home. But don't worry,
we've called off the dogs.
You'll be happy that
we've replaced the "tubing..."
re-calibrated a few
of the servo-mechanisms.
Your arm is even better than before.
Can't wait to use it
to smash your skull in.
How you feeling?
Victor, I'm glad we managed
to get to you in time to save you.
You got some kind of God complex
or something?
I didn't ask to be saved.
Look, all I'm doing is giving you a future,
a chance for a normal life.
Normal? Half my body is straight
out of The Sharper Image catalog.
At a price a lot steeper
than 6 million dollars...
the last thing I wanna do
is cause you more pain.
Then why not take back
all your fancy gadgetry?
Roll my sorry stump out
in a wheelbarrow for all I care.
You'd die without this gadgetry.
But I'm as eager for your freedom
as you are.
You just need to be patient.
What's that?
It's gonna make life easier for you.
What are you doing to me?
What am I doing?
I'm helping you be whole again.
Anger...
despair, loneliness.
Such strong emotions can create
a rift between brain and bionics.
This chip will take the edge off
when necessary.
You're trying to turn me into a drone,
that's what.
- A robot.
- Vic...
Easy.
You've read too much science fiction.
Pacemakers,
synthetic tissues, artificial hearts.
The merging of man and machine
is nothing new.
I'll get out of your way.
Keep me updated.
I'll prep him for the implant.
Lana, where's Victor?
- He left.
- What?
He wasn't supposed to leave.
He wanted to see Katherine
one last time.
- That's the first place they'll look.
- I tried to stop him, he wouldn't listen.
Do you think they brought him back
to that lab?
- I'm gonna go check that out.
- We should call the police.
These people have shot at us before.
Who knows what they're gonna...
Just relax, Victor.
This won't take long.
You want me to relax,
put away the drill.
When we're done, I promise you,
you'll feel like a new man.
Nice tackle.
Come on.
Let's get you out of here.
- How did you do that, Kent?
- I can do a lot of things.
Clark.
Gonna try some small talk
first this time?
Like how Victor Stone
escaped from the lab?
I guess not.
That's everything that Chloe and I
could find on the Machina Project.
Well, there's nothing here about Krieg's
renegade experiment...
I" haven't already uncovered.
I have no desire to harass
Victor Stone.
- He's suffered enough.
- Suffered because of you.
- Clark...
- Lex, you were there in the lab.
When they tried to put a chip in.
I was there.
- To stop Krieg.
- That's not what Victor said.
Victor was under heavy anesthesia.
He must have misconstrued
my intentions.
Seems to happen a lot to you,
doesn't it?
You think
he would have been better off...
if" he'd died along with his family?
You always think
the ends justify the means.
What I think
is that some miracles have a price.
But that doesn't make them
less profound.
Tell Victor I hope he can move past
what happened.
I assure him LuthorCorp has.
You can let yourself out.
Is everything working all right?
I feel like a billion dollars...
which probably isn't too far off.
You really think Luthor's gonna let that
much money walk off into the sunset?
I didn't give him a choice.
I'd say thank "you..."
but the words seem too small.
And completely unnecessary.
Your mom raised you modest,
didn't she?
You're a hero, Kent.
I'm not gonna forget
how much I owe you.
Help someone else out
when they're in need. We'll call it even.
Katherine.
Victor?
What happened?
What did those men do to you?
It's a long story.
We got time.
Lionel. Come in.
- What happened? Did you...?
- Don't worry. It's been solved.
The man responsible has agreed
never to contact you again.
Who was he?
He was a police academy dropout
turned warehouse security guard.
He was trying to cash in
at somebody else's expense.
Did he tell you what this was about?
I didn't let him. I was only interested
in making sure he went away.
And he did.
Willingly.
- But there is one thing that concerns me.
- What is it?
You're a public figure now, senator.
How people perceive you is...
It's everything.
It's possible
that any association with me...
with Lionel Luthor...
could be dangerous
to your new career.
I'm not the kind of person
who turns her back on friends...
because of what people think.
I don't know many people like you,
Martha.
I admire your integrity so much.
The state of Kansas
is lucky to have you.
I haven't seen that in a while.
I guess Victor kind of reminded me
of the glory days.
Why'd you quit, anyway?
You... You always seemed
so at peace on that field.
Like everything that was weighing
you down just evaporated.
It's just a game.
Clark, why do you do that?
Do what?
Hide what you're really feeling.
Seeing Victor and Katherine together...
how in love they are...
it kind of reminded me
of our glory days.
And you know how much I love you,
Clark.
But we seem to just
keep going around and around.
- We can't move forward.
- I know.
Just tell me the truth, Clark.
Do you still love me?
I've always loved you.
And I always will.
No matter what happens.
Your secret is safe with me...
Kal-El.