01x25 - Succubus

[bunniefuu]

[pleasant music]

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Miss Dare?

Uh, Pamela Dare?

Yes?

Morris Spearbaum.

My wife, she's one

of your biggest fans.

And I was wondering,

could you sign this for her?

My pleasure, Morris.

Just give me a moment.

Sorry.

Oh, no-no problem.

So much more

peaceful here.

Uh, yes.

Uh, Elaine..

Would you make it

out to Elaine?

[eerie music]

That takes care of Elaine.

Now then, Morris..

I wonder, would you

do a favor for me?

Wellsure.

Be afraid.

[gasps]

(boy # 1) Mommy, mommy

what's wrong with that man?

He looks dead.

So if this Dare woman

is such a big deal

how come I've never read

anything about her?

Maybe heavy reading for you

is a big package label.

Can I help it if my chosen field

happens to be a visual medium?

Oh, remember, I'm taking one

sh*t of this blue-haired vidi

for The Herald and that's it,

I'm out of here.

Okay, T.J.,

have it your way.

On behalf

of our literary review

we welcome you to

Shuster, Miss Dare.

You must be Lana.

A pleasure.

And you are?

White. Uh, Trevor

Jenkins White, the third.

The Herald brought me in

to do some coverage on you.

I'm doing an in-depth

photo essay

of your first week

at Shuster.

How lovely!

Shall we go?

[imitating Pamela] Come, Trevor,

your blue-hair video waits.

"But the flames of revolution

couldn't begin to compare

"with the inner fire

of their hidden passion.

"Betsy knew this was the night

"the night she would

finally surrender

"to the brawny redcoat

"who could cast a spell over her

with his smoldering eyes

"the night she would

finally surrender

to his kisses

and his.."

And his what?

Uh, this is too much.

Tell me about it.

I still have I don't know

how much more research left

on my Herald profile

with Pamela Dare.

You're not the only one

who's doing research.

You know, he's been

coming in so late

and he leaves

early in the morning.

Forgot about The Herald.

I haven't even him seen him

there all week long.

Maybe something hot

and heavy is going on.

I mean, after all

this isPamela Dare.

Please! Come on. The woman has

written 21 best-selling novels

she's made

millions of dollars

she dates princes

and sheikhs.

Don't you think she's

a little out of T.J.'s league?

Don't underestimate, T.J..

I happened to know

a lot of older women

who find him

absolutely adorable.

Really?

Like who?

[camera clicking]

What a fantastic house!

And that was really wild

finding out

that your relatives had

built it over 200 years ago.

And expensive.

The current owner tried

to drive the price up.

I had to wear him down.

These past few days

have been so great, Pamela.

I mean, life

with you is a kick!

Life is a wondrous gift.

Respect it, cherish it,

devour it.

But most of all,

enjoy it.

Enjoy.

I practice what I preach.

Come, Trevor.

That first day we met

you told me you were

a friend of Superboy's.

[dramatic music]

Yeah.

- I want you to prove it.

- Yeah?

[crowd cheering]

(male announcer) And now, let's have

a big round of applause, shall we?

For the team,

the Superboy Team.

That's right,

ladies and gentlemen.

For today's special event

proceeds are

all going to charity.

Superboy has graciously agreed

to play a practice game..

all by himself.

It's the ultimate

playoffs sports fans.

Who else, but the boy of steel

can play all nine positions

at the same time?

Okay, folks, watch closely,

and let's play ball.

[theme music]

[spectators cheering]

[eerie music]

Only then, when

you have achieved

that rarest of plateaus

all writers aspire to.

Your words will have

a life of their own.

They will have transcribed

the spirit of another age.

Thank you,

ladies and gentlemen.

I hope you've enjoyed this

afternoon as much as I have.

[audience applauding]

[indistinct chatter]

Pamela.

Pamela Dare, Clark Kent.

What a pleasure

this is Clark

to be finally

meeting you..

in the flesh.

It-It's my pleasure

for sure, Miss Dare..

uh, to meet you.

Trevor's told me

so much about you

I feel as if

I've met you before.

- Oh..

- Mr. White.

Hey there,

Professor Myers!

Didn't see you

taking any notes

or maybe you figure

The Shuster Herald

has no use for

Pamela's kind of writing?

I'm going to ignore

that remark, Mr. White.

You're in enough

trouble as it is.

I expect the prints you owe me

on my desk tomorrow morning.

Then you and Iare going

to have a little talk.

[indistinct chattering]

I don't believe it!

She actually had the nerve

to ask you to go home with her?

I'm glad,

T.J. didn't hear.

Hey, guys! So, Clark, what do

you think of my woman, huh?

- Ooh!

- Ha ha ha.

I'll catch you two later.

- His woman?

- I have to talk to him tonight.

Pamela!

Hey, what's going on?

I'll always smile

when I think of you, Trevor.

And who knows?

Maybe you'll find yourself

in one of my books someday.

What do you mean?

That's it?

I mean, it's over

just like that?

Ciao, darling. And do try

and enjoy the rest of your life.

[melancholic music]

[dramatic music]

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You must be afraid.

It doesn't work for me

unless you're afraid.

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Ah!

[indistinct chattering]

[telephone ringing]

Have a seat, Mr. White.

You have a lot

of explaining to do.

[clattering]

Yeah. Mm.

Can you hold on a second?

Thanks.

Where have you been, man?

I was looking all over for you.

I've been so worried sick.

I'll be through

in five minutes.

Wanna get some lunch

or something?

Are you okay?

[intense music]

[dramatic music]

What you did to my

friends was really low.

What are you talking about?

T.J., you dumped him

and then you turned him

and Clark against each other.

What if I told you I have plans

for Trevorand your Clark?

I'm warning you.

Leave them alone.

I wish I could.

Is that all you want?

For me to leave them alone?

Yeah.

Now you're gonna

find out what I want.

Forget it, Simon.

No way, lady.

You have no hold

overm-me.

[eerie music]

(Pamela) I have had

better days, Simon.

I know, I know,

don't dwell in the past.

Look ahead.

Only ahead.

I trust you've made

our guests comfortable.

That extraordinary creature

could be my salvation.

He is as potent as we believe.

I may never have to feed again.

Thenonly then, will all

this have been worth it.

After all this time, you'd think

I'd know how to say goodbye.

I'll make sure

you linger, son.

Just long enough.

But first,

I need your adrenaline.

I need to make you afraid.

You, I am going to miss.

Be afraid.

Oh, my! Well, if you

see Lana around

will you please have her call me

as soon as possible?

Okay, thanks.

[knocking on door]

T.J.?

Simon!

Lay down.

Ah!

- Oh!

- What happened?

[gasping]

Oh..

Oh!

[whirring]

[theme music]

(Pamela) I've always

loved that portrait.

I posed for it the same year

this house was built.

What'd you say if I told you

the artist and I

were introduced

at Andrew Jackson's

inaugural ball?

Andrew Jackson? I'd say

you were very well preserved.

I'll take that

as a compliment.

I suppose this artist ended up

the same way Simon did, huh?

Simon wasnothing unique.

All men wither

and die, Superboy.

It's nature's way.

When I feed on a victim

I merely accelerate

the process a bit.

That's really sick.

So tell me,

what sort of creature

stays young by stealing

the youth of others?

A Succubus.

And you're right, Superboy.

It is a sickness.

Sickness that brings with it

a curse of immortality.

How long have you

been like this?

Ha! For so long, the answer

is beyond remembering.

And what I do remember

is in my books.

The slaves that built

the pyramids

in ancient Egypt,

all worshipped me.

Pirate ships sailed the high

seas of the sixteenth century

searching for treasure

to appease me.

I was the secret lover

Napoleon surrender to

long before

he fell at Waterloo.

Now, you know the secret

of Pamela Dare's success.

She doesn't write novels,

she writes memoirs.

The lives of my

heroines all belong to me.

And you destroyed how many

others to lead those lives?

My books dwell in the past,

I look to the future.

That was me in your room

the other night, Superboy.

My magic made you think

it was a dream.

What do you want from me?

Don't you know, Superboy?

I want you.

[T.J. grunting]

Fascinating with

a house this old

what one can find

locked away in the basement.

You may have noticed

both of those death devices

are in perfect working order

and set to k*ll your friends

within seconds.

[eerie music]

The first time was no good.

There was no fear.

But now, now, you are afraid.

Afraid for them.

Now, you are mine!

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[both grunting]

Ah, what a life!

So much more. So much more

than I ever imagined.

It's mine!

Ah-ha! Aaah!

[laser beam sputtering]

[theme music]

[sighs]

[groaning]

(Lana)

What's happening?

(Clark) She thought she

could preserve her youth

by stealing

my super life force.

(T.J.) Must've been

too much, Superboy.

She's not only staying young,

she's getting younger.

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

(Lana)

Oh, my God! Look!

[crackling]

[somber music]

There's nothing you

could have done, Superboy.

I was in love with that?

(Clark)

It wasn't love, T.J..

It was a power beyond

anything we've ever known.

I'd like to think

that it's gone forever.

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[camera clicking]

[slow music]

[crackling]