Clark Kent: You told me you stopped investigating me.
Lex Luthor: I did.
Clark Kent: You did? Then what is this?
Lex Luthor: I understand how you could think this is all about you... but, in fact, it's about me.
Clark Kent: More lies.
Lex Luthor: So much of my own life I can't explain. I survived countless brushes with death, and it all started with this car crash. If I'm guilty of anything, it's that I've inherited my father's eccentric curiosity for the unexplained.
Clark Kent: You've inherited his dishonesty.
Lex Luthor: Clark, look me in the eye and tell me you don't have any hidden places of your own, where you keep your deep, dark secrets.
Clark Kent: Ever since I've met you, I've been defending you, making excuses for you to people like Pete, like my parents, telling them "You can trust Lex Luthor. He's a good guy. He's nothing like his father." I was wrong.