Lois Lane: That's only a fraction of a centimeter. How would you be able to see that?
Clark Kent: Micro vision.
Lois Lane: "Micro" vision?
Clark Kent: Well, it's my power. I can call it whatever I want.
Lois Lane: [to Clark] You do *not* get to whoosh your way out of this one. And I'll just save you the trouble, and superspeed off all on my own, okay? Whoosh!
Desaad: I was wondering when we would meet again.
Clark Kent: What exactly are you, Desaad?
Desaad: A prophet. A servant, loyal to a far greater power.
Clark Kent: The darkness.
Desaad: To Darkseid. When he last laid his eyes upon you, you wore your sin openly. You're much more self-assured now. More love in your heart than when you faced Godfrey. Stronger than when you faced Granny, as well. Sadly incorruptible. They, much like I, have been preparing for something... amazing.
Clark Kent: And that's why the three of you have been burning Omega symbols in innocent people.
Desaad: You act as though the marks weren't there to begin with... but I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise.
Lois Lane: Please tell me you didn't hop across the pond just for a gallon of milk.
Clark Kent: What makes you think I'd be in England?
Lois Lane: Oh, you know, 'cause I'm kind of staring at your face online.
Lois Lane: My Turkish is a little rusty, but it seems someone managed to pull off a supersave there, and now Ankara's also wondering who America's Blur hero is. Meanwhile, in Buenos Aires, they are offering a national commendation to "El Salvador de Rojo y Azul" if he'd stand still long enough to receive it. And I won't even bother with the Chinese because I would just sound racist.
Bert Camp: [to Clark] You talk like a cop, you walk like a fireman. Heck, you beat us to most of our own crime scenes. You might as well put an "S" on your chest.
Clark Kent: You're upset and in no condition to go up against the darkness.
Oliver Queen: And you're in a *better* condition?
Clark Kent: Right now, I don't have a choice. Now, stay put.
[waits until Clark is gone]
Oliver Queen: Like hell.
Clark Kent: And I should be wearing a mask. Unfortunately, I've lived my entire life up until this point without needing one. That's why I've been so reluctant. I mean, this is the face that my parents raised. It's the face of the man that you love. And I don't want to deny who I am when I'm out there doing what I was born to do.
Lois Lane: Then why bother with the jacket, Clark, the symbols?
Clark Kent: When I'm out there in the red and blue, and I'm saving people, that's who I really am. And I know this is gonna sound weird, but it's not what I'm called that should define who I am. It's who I am that should define what I'm called. Clark Kent - it's... it's just a name. It's just a word. I am The Blur, and I've always has been.
Lois Lane: Clark, you can't just whip out a new costume at work.
Clark Kent: The Blur is not the disguise, Lois. Clark Kent will be the mask.
Lois Lane: Okay. Okay, but the only way the glasses are ever going to work...
Clark Kent: If I adjust my behavior when I use them. I know. The world needs to believe that Clark Kent is way too normal to be...
Lois Lane: Super.
Clark Kent: And even though we silenced Godfrey, we shutdown Granny's orphanage, and buried Desaad underneath Belle Reve, it's not the last time we've seen Darkseid. But I'll be ready...
[puts on glasses]
Clark Kent: ...hiding in plain sight.
Lois Lane: So you're willing to dial back the hometown hero and crank up the Average Joe?
Clark Kent: If that what it takes to be the hero the people need, yes, Miss Lane, I am.
Chloe Sullivan: [Oliver and Chloe have stolen another couple's reservations and had dinner] That was delicious.
Oliver Queen: [grunts in agreement]
Hostess: But, oh my God right?
[referring to the shared joke over the stolen reservations]
Oliver Queen: [Oliver sees the Hostess approaching and fears being "caught"] Oh.
Hostess: Phone call from your wife, Mr. Jones.
[hands Oliver a cordless telephone receiver and turns to Chloe]
Hostess: You want my advice? You catch a cab, and you let him take that limo back home. Alone.
Oliver Queen: [both Chloe and Oliver are enjoying the irony of the moment immensely] I don't know.
[speaks into the receiver]
Oliver Queen: Hello, dear.
[Chloe puts her head on the table so she doesn't burst out laughing]