Dr. Steven Hamilton: A situation's come up in my lab.
Lex: Don't you mean your barn?
(seeing his parents "counter macking")
Clark: I did not need to see that!
Pete: Wow. Drinking beer, mouthing off, and counter macking with your mom. Congratulations, Clark, your dad has regressed to being a teenager.
Chloe: Principal Kwan thinks that I need to get more in touch with the pulse of the student body so I've decided to do a poll. Now, if you would both please do your statistical duty...
Pete: I'd go over and make out with that girl right now...
Chloe: You know, every answer I've gotten so far has been either sex or violence-related.
Pete: That's human nature, Chloe.
Chloe: What about you, Clark - what's your deepest desire? And remember, lets keep it PG-13
Clark: Ever since Whitney's father's been in the hospital, there's been a no-fly zone on Lana.
Chloe: You know, Clark, there are other girls out there that don't require crossing an emotional minefield.
Lex: "On God's green earth, this flower was the thief in the temple, the silent temptress that, with a single sneeze brought out the basest instincts in men and drove them to violence."
Lana: You like it?
Clark: Uh, I think the operative word is "gulp".
Lana: You think too much, Clark.
Clark: Right now I'm thinking you don't seem like yourself.
Lana: Or maybe... (undresses) ...I'm more me than ever.
Lana: If life doesn't make you crazy, then why bother living it? I know that's how I want it. The question is, do you want what I want?
Lana: I know you want me, Clark. Stop holding back. Come on, you're not made of steel... or are you?
Chloe: So she just stripped down right in front of you? Lana Lang in all her glory?
Clark: Most of her glory. Not that Kwan saw it.
Chloe: Well, at least you'll have a nice picture to daydream about in Saturday detention.
Chloe: It's a first-hand account of Smallville's first mystery. In 1871 the whole settlement went postal before they even had a post office.
Pete: Nice to know Smallville was still whack before the meteors got here.
Lex: Pete, I'm going to reach in there and get that book. If you want to shoot me... go ahead.
Pete: No problem.
Dr. Steven Hamilton: Remember, Lex, you're the one opening Pandora's Box.
Lex: I'm just the key, Dr. Hamilton
Lana: I just wish I could remember what happened. Sounds like I got a little out of control there.
Clark: You spoke your mind and you did what you wanted. Kind of an alpha Lana.
Lana: I couldn't believe what I was wearing.
Clark: I kinda liked it.