Smallville

What's happening, Jonathan?!

Lex! Where are you?!

Lionel was too blind to see the truth.

There was another.

"Somebody save me"

"Let your warm hands break right through me"

"Somebody save me"

"I don't care how you do it"

"Just save me, save me"

"Come on" Venga

"I've been waiting for you"

"I've made this whole world shine for you"

"Just save me, save me"

"Come on"

SMALLVILLE 8x18 "ETERNAL" Subtitles subXpacio

You've done a very thorough job.

I just think that I'll take it from here.

Goodbye.

I think I'm finally ready for the front page.

An article.

I found a stack of missing-persons cases that no one's talking about.

There are similarities between them all.

This city is being attacked, and no one seems to care.

Kind of makes you wish the Red-blue Blur wasn't sitting down on the job.

I think that these people were attacked by the same criminal.

Now, we can be the first to break this story.

We can warn the people of Metropolis.

- I can't print this. - You need to print it.

No, they're called facts, Clark, and you don't have any.

You don't care about these victims?

You're sweeping this under the rug.

Great.

Another conspiracy theory, 'cause I love those.

Look closely.

You will not find a web of lies behind this facade.

That would be your department.

A man who's not afraid to cry.

A man who's not afraid to cut onions.

You know, you still didn't have to cook me dinner,

Even though I did manage to override your settings,

Retrieve all of your addresses, and change your applications

so the next time you go fishing for your phone in your glove compartment,

you won't erase your whole world with the touch of one button.

Well, well, well...

ain't you the most overachieving teacher's pet know-it-all in the room.

Ah, he's got a sense of humor and taking cook.

Well, the one thing that was on the menu at the foster homes I grew up at -

mac and cheese.

So, have you heard from Jimmy lately?

His last tirade of e-mails included every single unflattering word in the dictionary,

including some that didn't get past the censors.

I thought he'd be dying to get back together with you.

No.

I believe that the last phrase he used was,

"Don't call me, don't come by...

and if you e-mail me, I won't open it."

I thought we were best friends, but...

obviously there was some...

stuff brewing beneath the surface for a while.

How can you be so close to someone and not really know who they are?

Davis!

- No, it's fine. Chloe, it's fine, really. - My god.

Quick reflexes, huh?

Chloe.

Call much?

Davis.

Clark.

Well, now that we have that all worked out...

what's happening?

I was working on a story I thought you might have some information on.

You know, I forgot something I'm supposed to do. I should go.

What about dinner?

Uh, you know, we'll do it tomorrow. Call it leftovers.

Okay.

Thank you.

Forgive me.

Hello?

I forget.

what's the prayer for dismembering a body?

I can't believe this.

There were over a dozen missing persons last month alone.

You'd think it would be newsworthy.

Since when did "newsworthy" have anything to do with what was on the front page?

You know, Clark, I really hope you have the safety cocked on your heat vision.

What?

You've been staring at the back of my head so hard,

I'm afraid my hair's gonna go up in flames.

I just didn't know you and Davis were spending so much time together.

If you don't want to talk about it -

No, please. I love trudging through stagnant water.

It just seems like you're moving on kind of fast,

and I don't get what you see in the guy.

First of all, it was dinner.

And secondly, he's kind, supportive, and a strong shoulder for me to lean on,

which I don't know if you've actually realized, but I could really use right now.

Look, it's just I have a bad feeling about the guy.

- I mean, come on, Chloe. - Don't "Chloe" me, Clark.

What is it with this whole "meet me out in the back for a duel" mentality?

It might have something to do with the fact

that this guy disappears and can't explain where he went.

He's full of secrets, Chloe. There's not even a record of his childhood.

Sounds familiar.

I don't collect morbid crime-scene photos in my locker,

and I'm not the first E.M.T. to show up at every gruesome murder.

What is it?

A vehicle was found on fire just outside of Smallville.

It has Davis' license plate.

Were you expecting a chorus of angels?

I'm sorry to disappoint you.

I wanted to be here when you woke up.

I apologize...

for the state that you're in.

I didn't expect you to end up like this.

I was trying to kill you.

But...

that seems to be harder than I thought.

Why am I here? Who are you?

You're safe with me.

Safer than out there.

If the world knew you were a serial killer,

you'd be running from torches for the rest of your life.

You got the wrong idea about me, lady.

It's not your fault that you were born with a killer instinct.

I even admire your altruistic selection of victims.

It's like Keeping bats around to wipe out the parasites That prey on the city.

I can't control myself.

I know you've tried to absolve yourself, but...

even suicide wouldn't really work for a guy who can't die, would it?

I am not who you think I am.

No.

You're not who you think you are.

And today, you proved my theory.

After I discovered that you had been...

a little unfriendly to a few Metropolis citizens,

I started looking into your background.

The only problem is you don't have one.

I thought I had hit a dead end until I inherited this.

Stole it, if I'm being honest.

I thought this might jog your rusty memory.

It was Lionel Luthor's.

It tells a fascinating story about a boy who fell to earth...

the day a meteor shower destroyed a small Kansas town.

I'm beginning to believe the boy did not come here alone.

Kids just don't fall out of the sky, Martha.

Then where did he come from?

I don't know.

But he must have parents.

Well, if he does, they're definitely not from Kansas.

Sweetheart, we can't keep him.

What are we gonna tell people - we found him out in a field?

We didn't find him.

He found us.

Over here! I found him!

No!

Feathers?

Feathers!

Who are you?

Are you cold?

Are you him?

Are you a warrior angel?

No.

But I want to be.

I'm Alexander. What's your name?

I don't know.

What are you doing in here?

A man brought me here a few days ago.

He made them put needles in me.

But you don't look sick.

Do you want to play?

Nobody will know. My dad went to some farm.

Come on.

The day the meteor shower struck Smallville,

Lionel sent out a search party for you.

Lionel had you taken from that field, because he thought You were a prophesied messiah

called "the traveler,"

A visitor from another planet sent to save humankind.

But what Lionel didn't realize is that there were two boys that fell to earth that day.

The traveler...

and you.

Excuse me.

- Have the police been here yet? - Come and gone.

- Did they find a victim? - The thing was abandoned.

No sign of a driver.

Thank you.

Clark. What's going on?

It's weird that Davis would have stopped here.

Why? What's here?

This is the field where my ship landed.

That's a pretty big coincidence pill to swallow.

This place must hold a lot of memories for you, huh?

Chloe, memories aren't the only thing buried in that field.

What is that?

It's made from the armor of St. George.

He slayed dragons with his sword called "Ascalon."

I am St. George, and you are the dragon.

You have been sent To destroy the world,

but only I can protect it from a beast like you.

Fight or die.

I have slayed the beast.

I am the victor, and I shall claim my treasure.