7.04 Embedded by AM & ED (Part III)

ED: Yeah, so?
MR: You don't see a problem?
ED: Problem?
TW: You're turning him into a male Lana Lang!
KK: I'm sorry but Wes is not the male Lana Lang. There's a huge difference!
MR: Really? Like what?
AoT: Wes didn't wear pink.
JG: He didn't have long shinny hair.
AM: Or whisper all his lines.
MR: Oh, yeah. And as far as I know Lana never wore little silver hot pants.
KK: No, you idiots! Wes is dead!
JG: Heh. Lucky bastard.

AM: The door doesn't open.
ED: Lois is disappointed.
AM: Zinda pulls out a second ID.
ED: "Where'd you get that?"
AM: "Nerdiest looking guy in the parking lot. Didn't even notice me snag it off his jacket." She scans the id and enters. "Figured Lex would trust your little friend only so much."
ED: "Leave it to you to remind me I'm still just an amateur."
AM: "Don't worry, Lois, amateurs are the ones who have all the fun."
ED: "It's hard to believe the girl I used to cut class with to check out the brand new recruits being put through their paces turned out to be the military's top female fighter pilot."
AM: "Top female? A little redundant, don't you think?"
ED: "Yeah, well ace flying isn't what's going to impress me right now. I just hope your hacking skills aren't as rusty as you claim."
AM: Zinda scans the racks of computers and whistles, "Speaking of amateurs. Tell me again why this isn't a job for your super hacker of a cousin?"
ED: "She'd just give me a lecture on how 'untouchable' Lex Luthor is."
AM: "Mmmm." Zinda types away.
ED: Nervously, "Besides, like you said, this is fun, right?"
AM: "Ask me again when we're out of here alive. If I'm to believe your stories Lex has gotten away with murder."
ED: "Only a temporarily if we have anything to say about it."
AM: "Wow, that was quick. I'm in. What are we looking for again? Project Ares?"
ED: "That's it."
AM: "OK. Here it is... Or was."
ED: "Gone? There's no way! Look again."
AM: "It was a sub project of 'Level 33.1'"
ED: "Level 33.1?"
AM: "Let's check it out." Zinda clicks.
ED: In unison, "Whoah." The screen is full of icons for Level 33.1 sub projects.

AM: Cyborg sits in front of a computer screen, "This is it, boss."
ED: "Don't call me that." It's Oliver.
AM: Joking, "Yes, sir."
ED: "What is it?"
AM: "The big enchilada."
ED: "Enchilada? Should you be informing Bart?"
AM: "The final 33.1. And it's big."
ED: Oliver comes up behind him studies the screen, "I'm going to call Clark."

AM: Kent farm. Clark is doing some random farm chore...
ED: Your choice, Tom.
AM: ...when his phone rings.
KK: Can we make him milk cows?
TW: I don't like milking cows.
KK: Shovel shit?
TW: It's fake shit so it's not so bad.
MR: You get to shovel fake shit?!?! That's not what they told me for Prodigal!
TW: John had you going on that one didn't he?
MR: I can't believe you get to shovel fake shit!
TW: I prefer throwing around fake bales of hay.
ED: Whatever, your choice until Oliver calls.
MR: I can't believe they made me shovel real shit!
AM: Clark says something about maybe if Lex knows what's coming he'll shut it down voluntarily.
ED: Obviously Oliver disagrees but we don't hear his side of the conversation.
AM: "Oliver, just wait..."
ED: But Oliver has hung up. Clark looks angry. He super speeds off.

AM: To LuthorCrop head quarters.
ED: Lex is watching a computer monitor that shows "security breech computing center".
AM: It looks like he's about to dial up Hope when Clark bursts in.
TW: When is Lex going to stop letting Clark burst in?
ED: When Clark stops being so pretty to look at.
AM: Lex is impatient. He wants Clark to get to the point.
ED: And Clark does. He says he knows about level 33.1 one and he wants to give Lex a chance to shut it down peacefully.
AM: Lex wonders where Clark is getting this information.
ED: Clark stutters that he's reading about it in Chloe's newspaper articles.
AM: Lex denies everything and points out that not only do Chloe articles tend to be full of holes. They continue to land farther and farther from the front page every week. She's losing all credibility. At the rate she's going eventually even the Inquisitor is going to refuse to print her baseless accusations.
ED: Clark pulls out the big guns. Maybe these false denials are what really drove Lana away.
MR: Oh, low blow.
AM: Lex tells Clark to leave. As Clark exits Lex asks him if by any chance his speculation regarding Lana comes from experience.
ED: Clark turns back around and glares. Lex just smiles. It's the gayest look of the episode.
AM: One of the gayest looks of the episode.
ED: Oh, yeah. Rather than resolve their UST Clark decides to leave.
AM: Lex picks up his phone. "Whoever stumbled on the bait in our computer facility I want taken alive, at least until after I've had the opportunity to speak with them. Meanwhile elevate security protocols at Areopagus. We're about to have visitors."
TW: You had Clark tip off Lex?
ED: Sure, why not?
TW: It's his fault the JL is defeated?!?!
ED: I don't think I'd put it that way, but yeah, basically.
TW: What the hell!?!

AM: Back to the computing facility. "Well how about that? Lex has his own private island."
ED: "I'm not interested in his vacation habits, Zinda."
AM: "Not much vacationing going on here. It makes Alcatraz look like a tourist trap."
ED: "Alcatraz is a tourist trap!"
AM: "You know what I mean... huh, and they just elevated security protocols. Looks like something is going down over there."
ED: Lois is focused behind Zinda, "Looks like something is going down here too."
AM: Zinda turns. Pan to show four armed guards enter the computing facility. "Oh, crap."

ED: Chloe at Oliver's old apartment. She's on the phone as she pulls up blue prints of Lex's private island paradise.
AM: "Tell me you didn't go to Lex."
ED: Cut to Clark, "Chloe, I..."
AM: Back to Chloe. She's pissed. "Weren't you the one who just lectured me about Lex not shutting this stuff down voluntarily?"
ED: "You were right. About people getting hurt and destroying property. I thought I could..." he trails off.
AM: "Appeal to Lex's better nature?"
ED: "Something like that."
AM: "How's that working for you, Clark?"
ED: Sheepish, "It could have gone better."
AM: "Let me guess, Lana came up."
ED: Clark doesn't answer.
AM: "And you're the one who did it."
ED: Again Clark doesn't answer.
AM: Chloe sighs, "You realize you've ruined our advantage of surprise?"
ED: "You haven't already..."
AM: "The bird is already in the air and Impulse is already on site. And frankly it isn't looking good. They need you there Clark."
ED: "I'm on my way."

ED: And now for a very important scene.
AM: Brown noser.
ED: Martha!
AoT: Yay! What do I get to do?
ED: Anything you want. Five minutes. It's all yours.
MR: Want to be a naked exploding woman robot?
AoT: Tempting...
TW: You don't have anything for her to do?
ED: Of course I've got stuff for her to do! Are you kidding? But if she doesn't want to take my suggestion...
AoT: Bless you, Erica!
ED: We can work on it together, Annette. I want it to be Emmy worthy!
MR: An Emmy? On this show?
AoT: Pipe down Michael.
ED: I'm thinking we need lots of pictures of young Clark and Papa Kent.
JG: What about Lionel?
ED: I love you John but Martha isn't going to win an Emmy humping the bad guy.

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