Episode 2.02 - Heat

Clark (Tom Welling) goes into hiding after he discovers a startling new power that quickly gets out of control and accidentally harms Lana (Kristin Kreuk). However, after a hot new teacher (guest star Krista Allen) uses kryptonite-enhanced pheromones to convince Lex (Michael Rosenbaum) to marry her, then spellbinds Jonathan (John Schneider), Clark must get a grip on his new power in time to keep Jonathan from killing Lex.

GUEST STARS

Krista Allen as Desiree Atkins/ Alison Sanders

MUSIC GUIDE

“Tomorrow” by Avril Lavigne - Played at the very end of the episode during the Clark/Lana scene. First heard when Clark asks Lana how her video-letter to Whitney is coming along.

 

 

Pete: (to Clark) Watch how the pros do it. (to camera) The town’s still rebuilding after the storm, the first week of school is a bear, and you’re missing the worst heat wave in 25 years. Bottom line, stay safe and come home soon. PS, the football team’s toast without Fordman on offense.

Chloe: Yeah, well my dad decided to give LexCorp another shot, so here I am, back in the boonies.

Clark: Well, I’m glad you’re staying. I really missed you this summer.

Chloe: Yeah, I could tell by the voluminous emails you sent.

Pete: Every year the incredibly aged Mrs. Kowalski kicks off biology
class with an ancient sex ed film.

Clark: Who told you that, your brother?

Pete: My dad.

Desiree: I’m really sorry about the air conditioning in here, but it
looks like we’re going to have to suffer through this together.

Pete: Bring on the pain.

Lex: Why am I not surprised? Clark, once again, I’m grateful.

Clark: And I’m confused.

Martha: How was school?

Clark: It was different.

Jonathan: Do we like different?

Clark: I started to feel hot. And my eyes started to burn. All of a
sudden, the spot I was staring at burst into flames.

Martha: Just by looking at it?

Clark: Hello? Hi, I’m Clark, I’m the kid who can lift up tractors and see
through walls.

Martha: An educational film?

Clark: A sex educational film.

Jonathan: This could get very complicated.

Martha: Uhh…Clark…I-i-it’s possible that whatever’s happened has some
sort of…hormonal…connection…

Jonathan: Yes.

Clark: Great! So I’m maturing into a firestarter?

Jonathan: ….we’ve…just gotta get a handle on this thing, like we’ve
gotten a handle on all your other abilities.

Clark: Except all my other abilities didn’t involve things bursting into
flames!

Chloe: Only Lex Luthor could put together a fairly tale wedding in less
than 48 hours.

Chloe: Yeah, it’s hunkey-dorey!

Clark: Wait. Now I know something’s wrong. The only person who says
“hunkey-dorey” is my father.

Chloe: But I still don’t know how I feel about taking sex-ed from Mrs.
Luthor.

Chloe: Yeah, well love is rarely if ever logical. Maybe they just have
the right pheremones.

Clark: Hmm?

Chloe: It’s chemistry, Clark. Some people have it…others don’t.

Clark: And, uh, well… Pete’s taping all the Sharks games for you, so
you won’t miss a thing. Although the way they’re playing, you might want to.
Uh… Anyway, I haven’t forgotten what we talked about, so don’t worry. Just,
uh, come home soon and be safe.

Lana: One of the perks of management…twenty four hour access to the
cappucino machine.

Jonathan: Alright. Rule number one. Always practice away from the barn.

Clark: Dad, I don’t get it. I thought the whole point was to stop this
from happening.

Jonathan: Well, in order to find the off switch, first we need to find
the on switch, right? Alright…

Jonathan: Five scarecrows, two water barrels, and our mailbox later…

Clark: Dad, you were right. Once I understood what triggered the heat, I
was able to control it without thinking about….sex.

Clark: Trust me. Next time I have a date, I’ll be able to take her out
without setting her on fire.

Clark: You know…what would you say…if I told you Miss Atkins a.k.a.
Alison Sanders, showed up at my loft last night and…. tried to seduce me.

Chloe: I’d say you were living the voyeristic fantasy of every male
student in this school. Clark, she *just* married Lex. Why would she possibly be
interested in you?

Clark: Thanks.

Chloe: OK, you know, this is quickly going from merely nauesating to
genuinely disturbing.

Clark: Chloe, I’m not making this up. She’s got some strange hold on Lex.

Chloe: Gee, I wonder what that could be.

Lex: Maybe that’s why I find your infatuation with my wife so…
troubling.

Clark: My infatuation?

Chloe: Oh, yeah, and thanks for the quid-pro-quo. Now I can move the
‘library gets a new paint job’ spread to page two.

Lana: At least you were brave enough to take the risk.

Chloe: Oh yeah, that’s me…Cupid’s cannon fodder.

Lana: Let’s define ourselves by what we do, not who we date. Or don’t
date.

Jonathan: Well, I dunno know what we can do about the Talon. I mean, It’s
not against the law to sweet-talk your husband into making a bad business
decision.

Martha: No, but trying to seduce a teenage boy is! I’m calling the school
board, first thing in the morning, and getting this woman suspended!

Chloe: Sorry we didn’t have time to bake a file into a cake.

Lana: How you holding up?

Clark: Besides being accused of being a serial arsonist and trying to
sleep with my best friend’s wife, I’m great.

Chloe: It’s the classic black widow scenario. Only after murder number
two, this black widow had the misfortune of being heavily invested in dot coms.
After she lost all the money, she decided to go after Lex.

Chloe: Clark, she was in the throes of major passion when the meteors
hit! If her pheremone levels were enhanced, she could get a guy to do whatever
she wants! Lucky for us, Clark Kent seems to be immune to some members of the
opposite sex.

Lex: You’re right, Clark. Passion for life and work and friends is great.
As long as you keep it in check. I should take a page out of your book.

Lana: Three fires. You were there all three times.

Clark: Weird coincidence, huh?

Lana: Or just part of the mystery that is Clark Kent.

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Quote of the Week:

Martha: Tell me again your aversion to air conditioning?

Jonathan: Two words: Electric bill.