7.22 Eclipse by MR & TW (Part III)

TW: Clark address Lex before even turning around, "I've almost got..." but when he turns and sees Chloe he stops, his expression turn to one of confusion.
KK: Clark confused? You're kidding, right?
TW: No need to be sarcastic, "Chloe?" Then with a hint of anger, "Lex, this isn't part of the plan."
JG: I get it. He doesn't want to share Lex with Chloe, does he?
AM: Besides, when have things ever gone according to plan on this show?
MR: Lex is Grim, "The plan has changed Clark."
ED: Thank you, Captain Obvious.
KK: Hey, Clark, and maybe a few viewers required explanation.
AoT: You covered it in the cheesy opening scene where every one completed every else sentence.
JG: Maybe this is for the ones who were late returning from the toilet during the commercial break.
AM: And considering the level of intoxication this show must require that could be a considerable chunk of the audience.
AoT: Leave it then.
TW: Clark looks at Chloe with worry.
MR: Lex holds up some hand restraints and flicks a switch causing them to glow green. "It's OK, Clark. It'll all be over soon." He taps his Bluetooth, "This is Lex Luthor. The package has been acquired. Preparing for drop off, downtown Metropolis."
TW: Pull back to show Chloe standing next to Clark in shocked betrayal, Allison?
AM: Oh, you actually expect me to participate in the assassination of my character?
MR: Just read the damn line and pick up your paycheck, OK?
AM: This is more than just...
TW: One more episode, Allison, one more episode.
AM: [heavy sigh] "Metropolis!?!? Lex, this isn't what I signed on for!" Could the meta get any heavier?
MR: "I'm sorry, Chloe."
AM: "Sorry? There's no way I'm dropping Clark off in Metropolis. You might as well sign the death warrant of everyone in the city." Blah. Can't Chloe just tell Lex to stick a crystal dildo up his ass?
TW: If we were on HBO could say it.
JG: If we were on HBO we could do it!
TW: Let's leave that to the fan fiction writers, shall we?
AM: Chloe gives Lex the evil eye. "Call it off, Lex. Or I will."
MR: "If you call it off everyone in Metropolis and possibly the world dies anyway. Is that what you want?"
ED: Ouch. What's behind door number three?
MR: There is no door number three.
AM: That's our Smallville, home of false choices.
TW: Chloe hesitates.
MR: "At least this way they have a chance... as long as you hold up your end of the bargain."
AM: Chloe narrows her eyes at Lex and walks away, pulling Clark along with her, his hands now shackled by the restraints Lex brought.
JG: I take it we're not getting that three way bondage scene after all?
TW: No.
ED: And Clark doesn't say anything? Is he mute?
JG: He's just being a good sub.
TW: Shut up! "What are you planning Lex?!!?"
MR: Lex just turns away with a pained look on his face.
AM: Cut to Chloe leading Clark along. "It's better you don't know, Clark."

MR: Lois and Bittleman going up the stairs.
ED: "What do you think you are doing?"
MR: "I figure if I'm going to die anyway it might as well be in a blaze of glory."
ED: "Stealing Evelyn's camera is blazing glory?"
KK: Now Lois gets ethics?
MR: "St. Peter can add it to may tab after this Darkseid grinds your friend Kal-El's bones to make his bread. Personally I'm hoping little Jack-El has a few magic beans up his sleeve. Maybe the bigger they are the harder they fall, you know?" He taps the camera, "Either way at least we'll have it all here on film for future generations. If there are any."
TW: They reach the top of the stair well and go through the door to the roof. Crane view of how far down the streets are. The people below are little more than dots.
MR: A sudden gust of wind nearly blows Lois off balance and right over the roof before Bittleman catches her.
ED: "Oh my God."
MR: "You can do this, Lane." He hands her the microphone.
JG: What? No derogatory fairy tale name?
TW: Not this time.
MR: "The world needs to hear this story. And you're going to tell it."
KK: Can we get some cheesy inspirational scoring here?
TW: Of course.
KK: I was being sarcastic.
ED: Lois, looking more shell shocked than confident nods.

TW: Back to Clark in a dark van as it bumps along. Chloe sits across from him, "I hope you know what you're doing."
AM: "I'm sorry Clark, but you know as well as anyone we're out of options."
MR: The van comes to a halt.
TW: Clark seems sad, "For what it's worth, I'm sorry for putting you... putting everyone through this."
AM: Chloe chokes back a tear, "I'm sorry too, Clark." Chloe puts a... she what?
TW: She puts a hood over Clark's head and bangs the back of the door.
AM: This is getting completely out of hand.
KK: It's crazy logic. Don't fight it.
MR: As the doors are opened from the outside light floods in. Darkseid's form comes into focus several yards away surrounded by a line of his parademons. He smiles in victory.
TW: Chloe shoves Clark out of the van. He lands on his side and struggles to his knees as Chloe steps out behind him and the MPs close the van doors.
MR: Darkseid strolls forward and studies at Clark kneeling at his feet, he takes a moment to look Chloe in the eye and smile before turning his attention back to Clark, "I did you ever think, even for a second, they wouldn't turn against you, Kal-El?"
TW: A quick repeat of Chloe defiant look. The camera follows down her arm to her hand where she presses "Send" on her brand new Verizon phone.
AM: Verizon?
TW: Or Sprint. Whoever is willing to pay our bills.

MR: Back to the top of DP building with a blurry camera view of Clark kneeling, hood off.
ED: Lois from off-screen, "Have you got it?"
MR: "I just need to adjust the focus."
TW: Cut to show Lois and Bittleman.
ED: "Maybe you should have kid napped Evelyn's camera man. I mean, if you going to commit felony why not go all out?"
MR: "Maybe you're right, sister Teresa. Why don't you shut the hell up before I add murder to the list."
ED: "Why you..."
MR: "Looks like they've pulled the hood off Kal-El."
ED: Lois tries to see into the view finder "What's he look like?"
MR: "Back off, Bambi, you're not making this any easier!"
TW: Switch to camera view. Clark comes into focus. He's standing nose to nose with Darkseid.
MR: Actually nose to nipple but you get the picture.
AoT: Is Darkseid really that tall?
MR: Only if he's not played by David Bowie.
TW: He's not...
MR: Nose to nipple, then. Bittleman, "Got it!"
TW: Then the screen goes white. Switch to an over saturated view the roof. Lois shields her eyes as she looks up in the sky
ED: "What the...?"

MR: Inside the fortress Martha tinkers with Clark's crystal dildos.
TW: Stop it.
MR: As the light gets brighter she smiles nervously that it's working.

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