"So we have an agreement?"
"I believe we do, Mr. Wayne."
"Does anyone else know about this?"
"Just my contact from the Insurance Institute. He was the one who did the calculations and created the simulation. I must say, I think you're running an awfully big risk. You've gone to great lengths to keep certain information from Lex Luthor, and yet you're sending me to Smallville with the truth. This could be very costly for you if Luthor calls your bluff."
"If I know Lex, he'll never believe he hit that kid. He just won't accept it. Now, let's get something straight here, Nixon. I am in control of this situation. From this point forward, I own you. You will speak when spoken to. You will give Luthor only the information I deem necessary. You are to have zero contact with Clark Kent, his family, or his friends. If you do these things perhaps I can convince Perry White to give you a position at the Daily Planet. If you do not do everything I ask of you, if you so much as think of doublecrossing me I will find out, and I swear to God Almighty I will break you. Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal, sir."
"Good. Now get out of my sight."