LOIS LANE: [voice over as we see her talk to many people who's lives Clark touched] How do you find someone who has spent a lifetime covering his tracks? You start with the urban legends that have sprung up in his wake.

JED EUBANKS: That's Joe.

LOIS LANE: [voice over] The friends of a friend who have seen him.

CHRISSY: He worked here.

LOIS LANE: [voice over] For some he was a guardian angel. For others, a cipher, a ghost who never quite fit in.

OIL RIG WORKER: Well, I was saying we were coming towards the oil rig...

LOIS LANE: [voice over] As you work your way back in time,
the stories form a pattern.

LOIS LANE: I'm looking for a Pete Ross. Do you know him?

RANDOM: Yeah, he works at the IHOP. If you go down the road...

[Lois ends up at a restaurant, talking to a red-haired man with glasses]

LOIS LANE: Pete Ross? I'd like to talk to you about an accident when you were younger. A school bus that went into the river.

[Lois arrives at the Kent residence, where Ms. Kent is with her dog]

MARTHA KENT: Dusty. Shh-shh-shh.
LOIS LANE: Mrs. Kent? I'm Lois Lane. I'm from the Daily Planet.

MARTHA KENT: Quiet.

LOIS LANE: I'm from the Daily Planet and I'd like to talk to you about your son.

[Lois is at a cemetery, in front of Jonathan Kent's grave. She smiles as Clark walks some distance behind her.]

LOIS LANE: I figured if I turned over enough stones you'd eventually find me. Where are you from? What are you doing here? Let me tell your story.

CLARK KENT: What if I don't want my story told?

LOIS LANE: It's going to come out eventually. Somebody's going to get a photograph or figure out where you live.

CLARK KENT: Then I'll just disappear again.

LOIS LANE: The only way you could disappear for good is to stop helping people altogether, and I sense that's not an option for you.

CLARK KENT: My father believed that if the world found out who I really was... they'd reject me out of fear.

[Flashback to Clark as a teenager, arguing with his parents in the car Jonathan is driving]

CLARK KENT: I'm tired of safe! I just wanna do something useful
with my life.

JONATHAN KENT: So farming, feeding people, that's not useful?
CLARK KENT: I didn't say that.

JONATHAN KENT: Our family's been farming for five generations.

CLARK KENT: Your family, not mine. I don't even know why I'm listening to you. You're not my dad. You're just some guy
who found me in a field!

MARTHA KENT: Clark!

JONATHAN KENT: It's all right, Martha. He's right, Clark has a point. We're not your parents, but we've been doing the best we can and we've been making this up as we go along, so maybe... Maybe our best isn't good enough anymore.

CLARK KENT: Look, Dad--

JONATHAN KENT: Hold on.

[They look outside and see a tornado is forming and coming their way. People leave their cars and run away. Jonathan pushes Martha and Clark to run}

JONATHAN KENT: Go for the overpass... Go for the overpass!

[Jonathan directs other people to follow his family as he helps a woman and her baby]

JONATHAN KENT: Take cover! Take cover! Over there. Just follow them. Take cover.

MARTHA KENT: Hank's still in the car. Hank's in the car.

CLARK KENT: I'll get him, I'll get him.
[Jonathan hands the little girl to Clark.]

JONATHAN KENT: No, no. Get your mom to the overpass.

[Jonathan runs through the strong wind and debris and enters the car, motioning their dog Hank to come out of the car.]

JONATHAN KENT: Hank! Hank! Come!

[The tornado rages and a car drop on top of the one Jonathan and Hank are in]

MARTHA KENT: Jonathan!

CLARK KENT: It's okay!

[Jonathan fights his way through to open the other door, through which the dog escapes. The tornado gets closer and Jonathan falls on the ground.]

LOIS LANE: Jonathan!

CLARK KENT: Mom, stay here.

[The tornado gets closer and closer. Jonathan limps his way, but there is not time. Clark looks back at the other people and is about to run to save his father, but Jonathan lifts his hand, a sign for him to not come any closer. The tornado engulfs him, effectively killing him.

CLARK KENT: DAD!

[The flashback ends. Clark and Lois are still talking.]

CLARK KENT: I let my father die because I trusted him... because he was convinced that I had to wait. That the world was not ready. What do you think?