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[Frozen time wobble sound]
[Time-starting popping noise]
-...couldn't even stop a jaywalker, dude.
You know what I did stop?
Foreplay. -What?
-Yup. Nothing like a concentrated burst of electricity to break up a tickle fight.
How the hell do super heroes find crimes? -Yeah. Right.
Well, circumstantial crime usually just seems to happen around them.
Did you check alleys? -Yes.
-Alleys are a big one. -I checked the alleys.
-Well, then it might be time to start investing in some equipment.
Like a police scanner. -Oh yeah!
Can I borrow some money? Or...
...a police scanner?
Of course, a super villain would be ideal, because they usually tell you when they're planning something,
but they're more of an industry conceit than they are a reality.
[Metal impacting on china]
-Damon? Could you stop? -Why don't you stop, Clarissa?
-I'm not doing anything.
-That's what I don't understand.
-Oh, that's great. -I've walked in this skin long enough to know how powerful I am.
-Again, with this walking in the-- -LISTEN TO ME!
-Your eyes have a habit of unfocusing every time I try to speak to you at any length.
But tonight is going to be different.
Tonight you're going to shut your never ending talk-hole
and not just listen to me, but hear me.
I'm powerful. I see it in the eyes of the men who work for me.
My money, my authority, solicit their rapt admiration.
But you and I...
...wear this symbol.
This is supposed to be powerful.
From what Damon understands, it's the most powerful force in this world.
It's what ties us together.
Love.
And now, this is where things get a little foggy, so,
maybe you can help me out a little bit.
I feel some things for you.
Anger, mostly.
'Cause you try and spend my money faster than I can make it.
Pride,
that you have a young, beautiful, nubile body and show it off with these clothings that you wear.
But none of these things are love.
Search as I might, I can't find any indication of this "love" thing.
Can you explain it to me? -To you?
Yes, please.
I just don't think I know small enough words to help you understand it.
I get that. I see what you're doing.
You're giving me the opposite of respect.
I found out for myself what power is for you people.
I took this body into every destination that it would normally go.
Work, bars,
the bordello, and then back to work.
Everyone accepts my power because I create fear in them.
Why do you not fear me?
-I don't know what this is, but I'm not going to play your stupid, little games.
Oh, you're gonna play. You're gonna recognize Damon's power.
-Nice third person. -You're gonna play.
And this chicken is great.
You give good chicken.
[Fuzzy radio signal]
-Any crimes? -I'm sorry?
-Any crimes?
-A convenience store was robbed, but the perps were gone before anyone called it in.
A couple fires, but electricity's not going to do anything for that action.
Well, I have a problem I could use a little--
-Assault! In progress!
JONAS: Where are my headphones? VIRGINIA: They're in the kitchen.
-Come on. Directions, directions...
[Donald humming an action theme] Fightin' crimes! Fightin' crimes!
Hey! Let her...Leave her alone!
Fightin' criiiiiiiiimes!
Oh! My mask!
That would have been silly.
How can there be no place to park?! [Hits steering wheel]
There!
[Car alarm]
[Car alarm] [Second car alarm]
[Sirens/police radio]