Smallville

Smallville 1x01 Pilot Original Air Date on May 16, 2001

This has got to stop.

Open your eyes, Lex.

I can't.

Luthors are not afraid.

We don't have that luxury.

We're leaders.

You have a destiny, Lex.

You're never going to get anywhere with your eyes closed.

Abracadabra.

Afternoon, Nell.

Jonathan.

Martha. What a surprise.

What brings the reclusive Kents to town?

Tulips. Red ones, if you have them.

What about a Tiger Orchid?

No thanks. Martha has her heart set on tulips.

Yes, well, they are a very uncomplicated flower.

That is a beautiful dress, Lana.

Are you a princess?

I'm a fairy princess.

Hey, where are her parents?

Oh, they're at the homecoming game with everyone else.

I'm being the good aunt.

Do you want to make a wish?

I would love to make a wish.

Okay, abracadabra.

I know what you wished for.

I see a little face.

It's all I ever wanted.

Hey, looks like Smallville won again.

Lex? Son?

Now where do I sign?

Right here, Mr. Luthor.

Help me.

Huh?

Help me, please.

Hey, kid.

Uhh!

Help me.

Help me, please.

Aah!

I have no idea.

Shouldn't we call the police, maybe?

What on God's earth?

Yeah, you think it was an Air Force plane?

Hi, Lana.

Mommy! Daddy!

Run! Run!

What's happening, Jonathan?

Lex! Lex!

Where are you?

Lex? Lex?

Martha?

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 going to tell people --

we found him out in a field?

We didn't find him.

He found us.

Clark Kent, you're going to be late for the bus!

Coming, mom.

Unh-unh.

It tastes better out of the bottle.

Where'd you learn your manners?

On a farm.

Well, afternoon, sleepyhead.

Oh, don't forget -- I have class tonight,

so you two are on your own, and don't order pizza.

There's plenty of food in the fridge.

Hey, what you got there, son?

Permission slip.

It's for the football team. Couple of spots opened up.

They're having tryouts this afternoon.

Come on, dad. You played football

in High School.

That was different, son. Why?

You know why.

I figure I'll run at half speed,

and I won't hit anybody.

Lot of things can happen in the heat of the game, son.

Most new guys hardly even play.

Chances are I'll ride the bench half the season.

Dad, I can be careful.

I know that you can be careful,

but what if there's an accident?

Look, uh...

Clark, I know this has got to be really hard for you,

but you got to just hang in there like we promised.

I'm sick of hanging in there.

All I want to do is go through High School

without being a total loser.

I can't believe you bet against your best friend.

Statistical fact.

If Clark moved any slower, he'd be extinct.

So, anyone ask you to the dance?

Not yet.

Maybe you and I could go together.

I mean, not as a date-date thing.

More of a friend-friend thing.

Hi, guys.

Wha-- uh, didn't you just -- weren't you --

I took a shortcut.

Through what, a black hole?

Clark...

You have to excuse our intrepid reporter.

Seems as though her weirdar is on Defcon 5.

Just because everyone else chooses to ignore

the strange things that happen in this leafy little hamlet

doesn't mean that they don't happen.

Now, you know we'd love to join you and Scooby

inside the mystery machine for another zany adventure,

but we got to hand in these permission slips

before homeroom.

Actually, Pete, I'm having second thoughts.

I don't think signing up for the team

is such a great idea.

Clark, listen, this is the only way.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

You two are trying out for the football team?

What is this, some sort of teen suicide pact?

Ha ha ha.

Ahh. What?

We're trying to avoid becoming this year's scarecrow.

What are you talking about and why are we whispering?

It's a homecoming tradition. Every year before the big game,

the football players select a freshman,

take him out to Reilly Field,

strip him down to his boxers, then paint an "S" on his chest.

And then string him up like a scarecrow.

Jeez, that sounds like years of therapy waiting to happen.

Why do you think we're trying out for the team?

Figure they won't choose one of their own.

I'll see you guys in class.

Bye.

Give him 10 seconds.

Five.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

Nice, man.

Statistical fact.

Clark Kent can't get within 5 feet of Lana Lang

without turning into a total freak show.

Nietzsche.

Didn't realize you had a dark side, Clark.

Doesn't everybody?

Yeah, I guess so.

So, what are you, man or superman?

I haven't figured it out yet.

Lana, there you are.

Hey, Clark.

I was wondering if you could do me a humongous favor.

Could you check over my English paper?

I didn't finish it till 2:00 A.M.,

so I'm not too sure about the ending.

I bet it's great.

Dude, are you feeling all right?

You look like you're about to -- to hurl.

I'm fine.

You forgot one, Clark.

Sit in the back with me.

It's payback time.

Thanks, dad.

Ready!

Down!

Set!

Hut!

Whitney! Whitney, I'm open!

Victory.

Red and gold, no doubt.

We're here to win one out.

Clark. How do I look?

Like a tackle dummy.

Good luck.

Come on, don't die on me.

I would have sworn I hit you.

If you did,

I'd be --

I'd be dead.

Clark!

Son, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Who's the maniac that was driving that car?

That would be me.

Lex Luthor.

I'm Jonathan Kent.

This is my son.

Thanks for saving my life.

I'm sure you would have done the same thing.

You have quite an extraordinary boy there, Mr. Kent.

If there's any way I could repay you --

drive slower.

All right!

Hey.

Whitney, my aunt will be back any minute.