Perfect Day.
CLARK
Lex doesn't fidget, but the intent stillness is very eloquent. He looks as if he might take off through the wall if startled. Chloe's come over all traditional, and spent all morning hidden away from him.
Waiting in the small ante-room, it's the first time we get a moment alone.
"Is this real?" He asks quietly, and that's such a strange question.
"Yeah." Reach out, and squeeze his shoulder. "You're here, and you're getting married to Chloe."
And for one minute, he gets a wide happy grin on his face, the side of Lex that not many people see.
Screw no personal contact. Give him a big hug, get it returned, then we're both straightening our jackets and being guys again.
Bruce sticks his head round the door.
"Judge Ross is here."
CHLOE
Waiting in the hall, and my stomach feels like it's going to crawl away. Stop Dad savaging his bow-tie anymore.
"Your mother would have been so proud, sweetheart." he says suddenly.
And we indulge in a sappy moment. Poor Dad has put up with the weirdness of my love-life for so long. The doors open, and Bruce smiles at us.
Lex is standing by Clark, and when he looks at me, all I can see in the room are his eyes.
LEX
Chloe looks...beautiful. A very simple dress in cream - my brain isn't processing detail. Gabe looks stunned, a bit teary, walking along the room with this prize on his arm. She's some remote goddess. Then as she stops next to me, she looks up and gives me a Chloe grin.
"Do you, Alexander Joseph Luthor..."
I'm actually doing this. White-hot naked panic. Then I look into her eyes. And everything is going to be...perfect.
I promise to faithfully love, honour and obey her for the rest of my life.
I never lie to Chloe.
CHLOE
I'm actually married. Chloe Luthor. Weird. Lex looks a bit stunned, too.
LOIS
I -know- there's a story here. Don't feel like chasing it at the moment, because when they kiss, and the little blonde puts her hand on her husband's chest, I know I'm going to cry, because I've never seen two people look happier.
CLARK
Lois has gone all teary. Lana and Mom are both awash already. I don't know why women cry at weddings.
I don't think Lex and Chloe are going to come up for air here.
CHLOE
Excruciating moment of horror, as my father gives his speech.
'His little girl' wants to crawl under the table. Lex gives my hand a squeeze, mutters,
"Just think, we've got -my- father's speech next."
Lovely.
LEX
I'm not sure what a collective for the Luthor family should be. A pack? A pride? Given our tendency to hoard information and prey upon others, perhaps an unkindness. There aren't many Luthors, but we make up for it in sheer...personality. Surprisingly civil speech from my father, courtesy of a serious row this morning, and the concession of two points on our next deal.
"...I would like to wish my son and his new bride all the best. We have had our differences over the years, but blood is blood, and I would like to say to Chloe...welcome to the Luthor family."
Gabe looking a bit sick as he realises he is now related to Lionel. I still feel that way most mornings.
CHLOE
Holding my husband's hand. And as we pose for the photographs, I can't stop myself grinning at him. He smiles back, whispers,
"I love you, Mrs Luthor."
LEX
Boarding the private Lexcorp jet - Dad's wedding present. (Of course, I had Bruce and Clark look at it.) Just sit and stare at...my wife. I still can't believe it. All I ever wanted, all I ever needed.
CLARK
Bruce looks at the plane as it climbs away into the sunset..
"Do you think they've noticed the 'Just Married' banner yet?"
I give him a weary look.
"I doubt they'll notice -anything- for the next week."
Peter is putting his gear back into his car, grins at us.
"That was...interesting."
"Yeah." I grin at Bruce. "How many photographers did you get?"
"Three on the south side, one on the east."
"I got the no-fly zone sorted."
"Woods cleared out." Peter looks around, lifts up a crate one-handed. "Back to the Big Apple for me."
"Have we got time for one more shot?" Bruce suddenly gives a wide smile. "I just thought of the perfect picture."
One for the private gallery - three costumed superheroes striking poses with champagne glasses.
CHLOE
"Lex...?" I grin at him. "Do you think we're a mile high yet?"
~Finis~
Now, as in Tullia's tomb one lamp burnt clear
Unchanged for fifteen hundred year
May these love-lamps we here enshrine,
In warmth, light, lasting, equal the divine.
Fire ever doth aspire,
And makes all like itself, turns all to fire,
But ends in ashes; which these cannot do,
For none of these is fuel, but fire too.
This is joy's bonfire, then, where love's strong arts
Make of so noble individual parts
One fire of four inflaming eyes, and of two loving hearts.
John Donne
CLARK
Lex doesn't fidget, but the intent stillness is very eloquent. He looks as if he might take off through the wall if startled. Chloe's come over all traditional, and spent all morning hidden away from him.
Waiting in the small ante-room, it's the first time we get a moment alone.
"Is this real?" He asks quietly, and that's such a strange question.
"Yeah." Reach out, and squeeze his shoulder. "You're here, and you're getting married to Chloe."
And for one minute, he gets a wide happy grin on his face, the side of Lex that not many people see.
Screw no personal contact. Give him a big hug, get it returned, then we're both straightening our jackets and being guys again.
Bruce sticks his head round the door.
"Judge Ross is here."
CHLOE
Waiting in the hall, and my stomach feels like it's going to crawl away. Stop Dad savaging his bow-tie anymore.
"Your mother would have been so proud, sweetheart." he says suddenly.
And we indulge in a sappy moment. Poor Dad has put up with the weirdness of my love-life for so long. The doors open, and Bruce smiles at us.
Lex is standing by Clark, and when he looks at me, all I can see in the room are his eyes.
LEX
Chloe looks...beautiful. A very simple dress in cream - my brain isn't processing detail. Gabe looks stunned, a bit teary, walking along the room with this prize on his arm. She's some remote goddess. Then as she stops next to me, she looks up and gives me a Chloe grin.
"Do you, Alexander Joseph Luthor..."
I'm actually doing this. White-hot naked panic. Then I look into her eyes. And everything is going to be...perfect.
I promise to faithfully love, honour and obey her for the rest of my life.
I never lie to Chloe.
CHLOE
I'm actually married. Chloe Luthor. Weird. Lex looks a bit stunned, too.
LOIS
I -know- there's a story here. Don't feel like chasing it at the moment, because when they kiss, and the little blonde puts her hand on her husband's chest, I know I'm going to cry, because I've never seen two people look happier.
CLARK
Lois has gone all teary. Lana and Mom are both awash already. I don't know why women cry at weddings.
I don't think Lex and Chloe are going to come up for air here.
CHLOE
Excruciating moment of horror, as my father gives his speech.
'His little girl' wants to crawl under the table. Lex gives my hand a squeeze, mutters,
"Just think, we've got -my- father's speech next."
Lovely.
LEX
I'm not sure what a collective for the Luthor family should be. A pack? A pride? Given our tendency to hoard information and prey upon others, perhaps an unkindness. There aren't many Luthors, but we make up for it in sheer...personality. Surprisingly civil speech from my father, courtesy of a serious row this morning, and the concession of two points on our next deal.
"...I would like to wish my son and his new bride all the best. We have had our differences over the years, but blood is blood, and I would like to say to Chloe...welcome to the Luthor family."
Gabe looking a bit sick as he realises he is now related to Lionel. I still feel that way most mornings.
CHLOE
Holding my husband's hand. And as we pose for the photographs, I can't stop myself grinning at him. He smiles back, whispers,
"I love you, Mrs Luthor."
LEX
Boarding the private Lexcorp jet - Dad's wedding present. (Of course, I had Bruce and Clark look at it.) Just sit and stare at...my wife. I still can't believe it. All I ever wanted, all I ever needed.
CLARK
Bruce looks at the plane as it climbs away into the sunset..
"Do you think they've noticed the 'Just Married' banner yet?"
I give him a weary look.
"I doubt they'll notice -anything- for the next week."
Peter is putting his gear back into his car, grins at us.
"That was...interesting."
"Yeah." I grin at Bruce. "How many photographers did you get?"
"Three on the south side, one on the east."
"I got the no-fly zone sorted."
"Woods cleared out." Peter looks around, lifts up a crate one-handed. "Back to the Big Apple for me."
"Have we got time for one more shot?" Bruce suddenly gives a wide smile. "I just thought of the perfect picture."
One for the private gallery - three costumed superheroes striking poses with champagne glasses.
CHLOE
"Lex...?" I grin at him. "Do you think we're a mile high yet?"
~Finis~
Now, as in Tullia's tomb one lamp burnt clear
Unchanged for fifteen hundred year
May these love-lamps we here enshrine,
In warmth, light, lasting, equal the divine.
Fire ever doth aspire,
And makes all like itself, turns all to fire,
But ends in ashes; which these cannot do,
For none of these is fuel, but fire too.
This is joy's bonfire, then, where love's strong arts
Make of so noble individual parts
One fire of four inflaming eyes, and of two loving hearts.
John Donne