Lana (gets out of bed and draws the curtains): What a beautifuI day.<br/>I aImost forgot what the sun Iooked Iike.<br/><br/>Clark: <u>The sun's got nothing on you</u>. (<font color="#0000ff"><i>Meaning 'the sun can't offer you what I can'?</i></font>) Why don't<br/>you cIose those curtains, come back to bed?