Lois Lane: [trying to name dog] Well, he's annoying and I can't seem to get within ten feet of him without getting sick. I think we should call him Clarky.
Lois Lane: [to vet] We call him Clarky.
Clark: We do not call him Clarky.
Lois Lane: Is it the "y" part you don't like? Because, we could always just make it "Clark." But then that would get really confusing, and, hey, maybe you should consider changing your name. You could be "Skipper."
Lex: [to Genevieve, Jason's mom] You should get together with my father and write a parenting book. Sure it would be a best-seller.
Lex Luthor: If I understood my father's insanity I'd be a much happier man.
Lois Lane: So what are we gonna call him? And don't give me any of this "Skipper" crap.
Clark: I was thinking we'd call him "Krypto."
Lois Lane: Why, because he's so cryptic like you? I don't think so.
Clark: Why not?
Lois Lane: Because I think it's dumb. You can call your next dog "Krypto." Look, it's not that hard: Max, Lucky, Rocky, Bailey, Scamp, Monty, Bud.
[Jonathan and Martha walk in the barn]
Jonathan Kent: Hey, you're gonna have to pick one of those if you wanna keep him.
Jonathan Kent: Where did you say you found him?
Lois Lane: Actually, I kind of... hit him.
Clark: You hit him? With your car?
Lois Lane: No, with my fist.
Lois Lane: I thought bathing him was supposed to help with my allergies.
Clark: Well, maybe you're allergic to the soap too.
Lois Lane: Maybe I'm allergic to you.
Lois Lane: [after hitting the dog with her car] Okay. You're gonna be fine. I know you're gonna be fine. Everyone I've ever hit was all right.