Clark Kent: I'll see you bright and early Monday morning.
[starts to leave room]
Lois Lane: Whoa, whoa, why Monday, what do you mean bright and early?
Clark Kent: Lois, you're the one who gave me the application. You're looking at the newest recruit to the Daily Planet.
Lois Lane: [Lois looks completely stunned] That's great. What made you change your mind?
Clark Kent: I guess I wanted to be in the middle of the action.
Lois Lane: Good for you. So are you going to be starting down in the mailroom?
Clark Kent: No... I'm going to be a little closer to home.
[smiles and glances at a turned over nameplate on the desk opposite Lois']
Clark Kent: Looks like we're going to be neighbors Lane.
[leaves room grinning]
Lois Lane: [turns over nameplate and sees Clark's name] You've got to be kidding me.
[looks annoyed for a moment and then smiles]
Clark Kent: How does an ice fortress disappear into thin air?
Oliver Queen: I feel like there's a punch line to that question.
Dinah Lance: Well, unfortunately, we've still got a minor problem out there.
Arthur Curry: Yeah, you're not the only one thawing out from a little freezer burn there, Boy Scout.
Clark Kent: Lex.
Oliver Queen: Yeah. We sorted through all the Arctic tests, and there's no sign of any human remains.
Clark Kent: We need to find him. He knows my secret.
Oliver Queen: It's not gonna be as easy as you think. The new C.E.O. of Luthorcorp's even more deceptive than Lex ever was.
Dinah Lance: And now that our masks have been ripped off, we're seriously hampered.
Arthur Curry: We might as well be wearing name tags.
Clark Kent: We need to split up.
Oliver Queen: We? I'd be careful, Clark. Pretty soon, you'll be sporting a homemade costume and leading a double identity just like the rest of us.
Dinah Lance: You might want to try something a little more formfitting.
Oliver Queen: We split up and cut off contact with each other. We lay low, found out what we can about Lex.
Oliver Queen: Clark's not like us. It's gonna take a hell of a lot more than a little snow and ice to bring him down.
Dinah Lance: Victor and Bart have been covering the entire southern hemisphere. They haven't found anything. What makes you think we will?
Oliver Queen: Clark would never give up on us. We're not giving up on him.
Regan Matthews: [points gun at Green Arrow] There's a reason cowboys won the West. Playing with bows and arrows can only get you so far.
[Aquaman swims up from under the icy water and tosses Regan onto a pile of crates]
Green Arrow: Nice toss... for a fish out of water.
Lois Lane: What are you doing here?
Clark Kent: I heard they had good espresso.
Lois Lane: You disappear for a month and come back with a sense of humor?
Clark Kent: I've been tracking Chloe down. The question is, how did you get here?
Lois Lane: Feminine Charm.
Lois Lane: Yes, I do have some.
Clark Kent: Great job protecting your short supply of it.
Lois Lane: Why don't you give your stand up a rest, and do exactly what I tell you, that why we can find Chloe, and stay alive at the same time.
Chloe Sullivan: All that time alone in the cell, I realized, what I wanted in the past, kept me from seeing what I had right now. And that's you. And you're perfect.
Jimmy Olsen: I am *so* far from perfect.
Chloe Sullivan: Which is perfect for me.
Clark Kent: [Lois and Clark walking down a hallway in search of Chloe, Clark doesn't have his powers at this point]
[Lois is carrying a gun]
Clark Kent: You mind not pointing that thing at me?
Lois Lane: God, Clark, I'm not aiming at you.
[Clark looks over, unsure]
Lois Lane: What? I'm not. Besides, it's only your kneecap.
Clark Kent: Well, that makes me feel a lot better.
Clark Kent: [absent-mindedly squeaking his chair] Oh, I'm sorry. Is this bothering you?
Lois Lane: The chair or you in it?
Regan Matthews: It's a shame that Lex couldn't be here to see this. The elusive band of terrorists finally in captivity.
Dinah Lance: Lex was never able to find us. How did his Bozo zookeeper get so lucky?
Regan Matthews: Luck has nothing to do with it, Miss Lance. I have a new secret weapon. You weren't up there scouring the Arctic for Lex. You were searching for someone else. The Traveler.
Arthur Curry: Who's that, some frequent flyer?
Regan Matthews: He's an alien. He knows what happened to Lex. Who is he?
Arthur Curry: Look, the only reason we headed up to that winter wonderland was to find Lex.
Regan Matthews: You're lying through your gills, Mr. Curry.
John Jones: How does it feel to be whole again?
[tosses football to Clark and he pops it]
Clark Kent: I was dying. You saved me. You brought me to some white light.
John Jones: The healing effect of the sun brought you back from death. I promised Jor-El that I would only be a watchful guardian, but I could not stand by and let you die.
Clark Kent: You shouldn't have had to.
John Jones: Jor-El knew he was sending you on an impossible odyssey. To be the given the power of a god... yet exist among humans.
Clark Kent: Sometimes I feel like I need to be two separate people. Either way, I can't keep expecting you to save me.
John Jones: Well, that was the last time. The burning sun may strengthen you, but it has the opposite effect on me. It stripped me of my powers. And we both know... that yours is a greater destiny. But with the Fortress destroyed, you'll have to do it without Jor-El's guidance.
Clark Kent: Or anyone else's.
Tess Mercer: [entering tent] Who is Regan? What have you been doing, all this time, building snowmen?
Regan Matthews: Who do you think you are? This site is off limits.
Tess Mercer: Tess Mercer. My access is unrestricted. Per Lex's written instructions, I'm now the acting C.E.O. of LuthorCorp and all its subsidiaries.
Regan Matthews: You're nothing but an obscure Regional V.P. You actually think you're qualified?
Tess Mercer: Lex believes it... and that's all that matters. I want a complete inventory of everything you've found. Footprint, snowmobile tracks, any sign of escape.
Regan Matthews: Escape?
Tess Mercer: Trust me, Lex Luthor didn't meet his end at some dwindling ice cap.
Tess Mercer: You missed a spot.
Lois Lane: Oui, oui, madame.
Tess Mercer: And the floors, they've lost their sheen. You're not getting lazy, are you?
Lois Lane: I didn't realize Lex's secretarial staff could spot a speck of dust from across the room.
Tess Mercer: I'm as much a secretary as you are a French maid. I've been so looking forward to meeting the intrepid reporter Lois Lane. So, you like to play dress-up?
Lois Lane: If you're not a secretary, who are you? Lex's 4:00 p.m. booty call?
Tess Mercer: I realize Mr. Luthor gave you quite a bit of journalistic rope knowing you'd eventually hang yourself. Me, on the other hand, I'm a little less patient.
Lois Lane: I'm not here as a reporter. I'm here to find my cousin, Chloe Sullivan.
Tess Mercer: I doubt she's hiding under the furniture.
Lois Lane: Lex had her arrested by the Department of Domestic Security, but the DDS claims to have no record of her. I want access to Lex's phone records from the day he made the call. I want that agent's name.
Tess Mercer: Mr. Luthor is a firm believer in truth and justice, Ms. Lane. You can rest assured if he had your cousin arrested, she was guilty.
Lois Lane: The only thing Chloe's been guilty of is standing up for what she believes in.
Researcher: Patterns? Take your time with this one. It's especially difficult.
Chloe Sullivan: Barn, tiger, car, hammer, tree, building, cup, phone, toaster, house, doll, football, book, umbrella, bench, paper clip.
Researcher: And the logorithm?
Chloe Sullivan: The seventh image moves forward by the power of four every six cycles.
Researcher: My god.
Chloe Sullivan: Okay, so I'm smarter than the average, but that doesn't mean the government has the right to treat me like their own private guinea pig.
Researcher: You're special, Chloe.
Chloe Sullivan: No, I'm not. All I am is a halfway decent hacker who took a wrong turn down the information superhighway.
Researcher: A hacker whose cognitive thinking just beat our fastest supercomputer.
Researcher: It's hard to believe that such a dramatic increase in intelligence could occur practically... overnight.
Chloe Sullivan: Ray, I've told you a thousand times, it just happened. I passed out and when I woke up, I was different.
Researcher: Okay. Let's do another.
Chloe Sullivan: I have a better idea. How about no more games or puzzles until I have something called a court date and a little friend called a lawyer.
Researcher: Chloe, we've gone over this.
Chloe Sullivan: Have you looked at a map recently? This is America. I know my rights.
Researcher: The day you hacked into the NASA mainframe and downloaded classified information, that was the day that you gave up those rights. You committed an act of treason.
Chloe Sullivan: I'm not a spy! I don't deserve to be held in some low-rent GitMo wannabe.
Researcher: You can stay here and you can use your ability to get back your country and walk in twelve months, or you can go to court, get convicted, and rot in a federal prison for twenty years. That's your choice.
Tess Mercer: What's the news from your elves at the North Pole?
Regan Matthews: Satellites picked up an encoded communication signal from the group that attacked us.
Tess Mercer: Well, they're not the only ones that are good at concealing information. Don't you remember, your little journey up north in the LuthorCorp jet right before Lex disappeared?
Regan Matthews: I honored Mr. Luthor's request for absolute discretion.
Tess Mercer: Have you been searching for Lex or are you just covering your own tracks?
Regan Matthews: I did my homework on you. Girl who taught herself to read in a Louisiana swamp house, got into Harvard at fifteen, goes deep sea diving in her spare time. But I don't give a damn about any of it. Nobody questions my loyalty.
Tess Mercer: If I ever discover that someone withheld information that could help me find Lex, I'd be forced to respond accordingly.
Regan Matthews: Are you threatening me?
Tess Mercer: Just giving you an opportunity to keep your job. I suggest you find Lex, or you will be summarily terminated.
Chloe Sullivan: Look, I'm all for helping my country, but what kind of secret government mission could an out-of-work newspaper hack pull off?
Researcher: You're gonna help us catch a few bad guys, Chloe.
Chloe Sullivan: By playing Sudoku?
Researcher: No. These are scrambled transmissions a group of terrorists use to communicate, and not one of our computers has been able to figure out the algorithm, and you are our best shot.
Researcher: We're looking for three cell phone numbers hidden within the code.
Chloe Sullivan: 4, 2, 9, 5, 5, 5, 0, 1, 6, 9.
[at a safe house, Arthur is shot with a tranq dart in the shower]
Chloe Sullivan: ...5, 0, 1, 3, 2.
[on a fire escape, Black Canary is also shot with a tranq dart]
Chloe Sullivan: [recognizing the number] ... 5, 5, 5, 0...
Researcher: There's three more.
Chloe Sullivan: [realizing] These aren't the phone numbers of bad guys. You're not the DDS.
Green Arrow: The way I jammed the security system, we got fifteen minutes, max. Stay behind me.
Clark Kent: No, we'll cover more ground if we split up.
Green Arrow: Well, what are you gonna do if you get caught? Bite someone?
Clark Kent: I'm not gonna argue with you. Chloe's in danger.
Green Arrow: Fine, Clark, you be the hero. Just know I might not be there save you.