Clark Kent: Excuse me, Mr. White. I was wondering if, if, uh, perhaps you could arrange for half my salary to be sent to this address on a weekly basis.
Lois Lane: Your bookie, right?
Clark Kent: My what?
Lois Lane: Don’t tell me: he sends a check every week to his sweet, grey-haired old mother.
Clark Kent: Actually, she’s silver-haired.

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