Martha: [To Clark] So, this is your little secret. You’re taking her to the Prom, aren’t you?
Clark: [He snorts] Lois?
Lois: Mrs. Kent, a lot of things are possible in this world, but there will be a man on Mars before Clark and I go to Prom together.
Martha: So what, tu two just get together and mack, but keep it on the down-low in public?
Clark: [Embarrassed] Mom!
Lois: I don’t mean to be rude, Mrs. Kent, but, uh, did tu crack open the cooking sherry?
Martha: Of course not! I’m just super-pumped about Prom.

Lois: [Smiling] How do I look?
Clark: [Unsure] Looks like you’re going to the Prom.
Lois: I am. [She comes down the stairs] And you’re taking me! I’m not going to let tu sit around moping all night while your parents go out and do the electric boogaloo all night. It’s gonna be fun.
Clark: [Shaking his head] No, I’m not going.
Lois: Massive re-strategy. You’re going to your senior Prom whether tu like it o not. End of discussion. Put on your tux.
Clark: Lois, wasn’t this not in the realm of possibilities?
Lois: Anything is possible, Clark. Anything.

Lois: [Ecstatic] Isn’t this amazing? Oh, aren’t tu so glad tu came, Clark? We are gonna have so much fun!
Clark: Okay, Lois, tu got me here. tu can stop laying it on.
Lois: I’m gonna go get some punch.

Lois: Clark! Clark! It’s called an escort for a reason.

Lois: What the hell am I doing in a dress, and what the hell am I doing at your Prom?
Clark: [ Realizing. ] Oh, no.
Lois: Did tu pin that on me?
Clark: I’ll explain later, Lois.
Lois: A little close to the boob, don’t tu think?

Lois: [To Clark] Okay, Smallville. I clicked my heels together three times and nothing happened. Better tell me what’s going on.

Clark: Listen, Lois—
Lois: Your parents filled me in. Apparently some girl named Dawn was possessing me.
Clark: Yeah, well, that’s the short version.
Lois: Yeah, well, that’s the last time I’ll ever do my hair.
Clark: Look, I’m sorry tu got pulled into all of this.
Lois: Don’t worry about it. I never quite made it to my senior Prom. But the puñetazo, ponche could use a little kick.
Clark: tu know, I was thinking since tu did get all dressed up and tu came here with me… tu should at least get a dance out of it.
Lois: Chivalry noted, but I’m not the one tu want to dance with, Clark. She is.

Lois: You’re headed for Metropolis. tu are destined to be a big shot reporter at the Daily Planet. Do tu really picture Clark Kent being able to keep up with you?
[Chloe thinks about it for a moment]
Chloe: tu know, Lois, I think Clark might have a lot más to offer than tu realize.
Lois: I wouldn’t bet on it.