|Transcripts - Forever Dreaming
|02x14 - Time of Death
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|Post subject:||02x14 - Time of Death|
My name is Oliver Queen. After five years on a hellish island, I have come home with only one goal-- to save my city. But to do so, I can't be the killer I once was. To honor my friend's memory, I must be someone else. I must be something else.
Previously on "Arrow"...
Ivo killed Shado.
Because I chose to save you.
The man who killed Shado is still out there.
Not for long. Because we're going to take the freighter.
Merlyn is Thea's father.
But I thought you deserved to tell Oliver yourself.
I'm not going to tell my son anything.
Thea can never find out about Merlyn.
As of right now, we have no relationship.
You and I are done.
Sweetheart, you ok?
Every single thing that's gone wrong in our lives is your fault. Now get out.
I said, get out!
Man on radio: In six seconds, lobby security will undergo a shift change.
When that happens, make for the elevator bay.
Now, remember what I told you-- timing is everything.
Maintain a pace of 1.3 meters per second.
Six seconds to target.
Now is the time, gentlemen.
It's a fingerprint reader.
I can't crack it.
You have 5.3 seconds to get down the east stairwell.
What the hell are we doing?
We got what we came for.
He said to wait.
Out in the open?
Don't do it.
Don't do it!
Security clocked us!
SCPD? You've got to send some officers here.
Up there, third floor.
Ta ta ta ta!
They've alerted the SCPD.
Exit the east lobby in 22 seconds.
Put your weapons down!
Delta Charlie 52 to search, I need back-up, downtown!
Power to the people.
Sara, I'm so sorry.
It's ok, I'm fine.
Let me see.
Let me see.
She's bleeding, but it's not deep.
Good, I can't take any more scars.
Yeah, IED, the Paktika province in Afghanistan.
I know my wounds.
Oliver: I've never been hit by a grenade.
All those scars, you've never been hit by a grenade?
Arrow, knife, knife.
A lot of bullets, no grenades.
I've got myself a new bullet.
Nine millimeter, right there.
.38. I'm mostly swords, and a spear.
I have a scar.
It's in my mouth.
I had my wisdom teeth removed when I was 16.
They were really badly impacted.
You're still cute.
We should get going.
You don't want to be late for your own welcome home party.
You didn't have to throw me a party, Ollie.
Sara, when you come back from the dead, you get a party.
It's a Queen family tradition.
I don't know how well that's going to work with the Lance family tradition of holding grudges forever.
She'll come around.
And maybe we should keep what's going on between you and me between us.
For Laurel's sake.
I get that.
I survived Lian Yu and Nanda Parbat, I guess I can handle a cocktail party.
I wouldn't be so sure.
We're never going to make it.
Ivo has eight guards on deck at all times, all armed.
The second they see us, we're dead.
Assuming we can deal with Ivo's defenses.
How are we going to get close enough to board the ship?
Maybe we build a raft.
It'll take us weeks to find the timber.
We don't have weeks.
I've been on this island for 264 days.
All I have is weeks.
You don't have to stick up for me, Ollie.
What? No, both of you shut up.
Do you hear that?
Hey, down here!
You left us sitting in front of the security camera.
Guards could have killed us.
Are you listening?
If you had simply waited for five more seconds, like you were told, no one would have died.
Sorry. I wasn't going to bet ten to twenty up in Iron Heights on your skills with a stopwatch.
"The strongest of all warriors are these two-- time and patience."
It's from "War and Peace."
It takes a while, but it's worth a read.
Tolstoy knew that patience was the epitome of strength.
It takes fortitude to stand still.
Just as it is a sign of weakness or cowardice to move when you should not!
We did the job.
You owe me.
The dead are owed nothing.
Ah, come in.
Come in, come in.
Welcome home, Sara.
I'm so happy you're here.
Oh, Sara, this is Sin.
Wait, do you two know each other?
I love when people come back from the dead.
Juices my zombie fetish.
[Cell phone ringing]
Laurel, it's Ollie.
I hope you're coming to the party.
I heard that you maybe were a little mad at Sara, and I...she's your sister, and--and you only get one.
Laurel is not coming.
Well, maybe she just needs time.
Yeah, I needed time, too.
When you got back, I...
Well, I was pretty harsh on you.
Hey, Mr. Lance, you--you don't have to--
Oh, I do.
When you and Sara went off on your dad's boat, you were just a kid, both of you were.
And whether she came back, or...
I was out of line.
You're not a killer, Oliver.
Yeah, come on, yeah.
I'm so happy for you, Dinah.
Those five years that Oliver was gone, was...like a piece of me was missing.
I know just what you mean.
Oh, excuse me.
I didn't think you'd be here.
This is my house.
And if you don't want to pretend to be mother and son, then don't throw parties in my home.
Is everything ok with you and Ollie?
Yes, of course.
You know, I still can't quite believe it.
I never really thought Sara would come back to us, Quentin.
Yeah, I know.
[Cell phone rings]
Excuse me. Lance.
I'll be right there.
There's a homicide in the Glades, and I--
I better go.
[Cell phone rings]
I'm on my way.
Felicity: How did you know I was calling?
Because Detective Lance just got the same call.
[Siren, indistinct police radio]
Detective Lance: What, you guys just show up to every crime scene now?
I saw you leave.
CSU just pulled this out of a skel I know named Eddie Walczak.
Canary: I've never seen a knife life this.
It's not a knife, it's a minute hand.
Like from a clock.
I popped Walczak for b&e a few years back.
This morning, he and an accomplice were involved in a robbery homicide.
What'd they steal?
Some high-tech gizmo.
Kord rep called it a, um, skeleton key.
What? You know what it is?
It was intended as a military tool to aid in code breaking on foreign intelligence targets.
Felicity Smoak works at Queen Consolidated and she said they were working on something similar...
But Oliver Queen shut it down once he realized what it could be used for.
It could be modified to open a bank vault.
Any bank vault.
Walczak's small-time on a good day.
I mean, I doubt he'd even know how to use this thing, let alone break into a place like Kord and steal it on his own.
Walczak was just the muscle.
We need to find the brain.
Plant your feet.
Equals stronger punch.
If this is for self defense, I'd recommend Wing Chun.
It uses your opponent's strength against him.
So it's ideal for smaller people...
You seem like you can take care of yourself just fine.
Are you ok?
Where are we with the skeleton key?
And what... are you wearing?
I just thought I'd...
I'm cross referencing Walczak's known associates with decryption experts on the NSA watch list, but it's taking some time.
Which we don't have.
Ok, the key is not just a code breaker.
In the wrong hands, it's a weapon.
Whoever killed Walczak, in addition to finding creepy uses for clock parts, is very good at covering his tracks.
Lucky for us.
Uncovering tracks is what you're very good at.
He's barely alive.
Do you have medical supplies at the fuselage?
We have... we have some.
I'll be fine.
Detective Lance: Hey.
I'm really starting to regret giving you a key.
I'm sorry I bailed on the party.
Ah, I figured you wouldn't make an appearance.
Finally, someone understands.
Well, I, uh, I wouldn't go that far.
But I understand how Sara keeping it a secret that she was still alive could hurt.
'Cause it hurt me, too.
I sense a "but" coming in my future.
But, yes, but I need you to move past it.
A family dinner.
It's a chance to reconcile.
I don't want to reconcile with Sara.
I'm not talking about you and Sara.
I'm talking about... me and your mom.
What do you mean?
I don't know to describe it.
It was like there was, um...signals.
And I'm not exactly sure what's going on, but I figured if we were all together as a family, maybe it would remind her of how happy we were.
I mean, I don't know, maybe it...
Is it stupid?
Go for Delta-Charlie 52.
Dispatcher: 415 in progress.
Widmeer Bank. Lieutenant requesting all units.
Delta-Charlie 52 responding.
I got to go.
Tell everyone to be here.
Well, your place is too small, and, no offense, it's kind of a mess, so...
I love you, sweetheart.
Device is hot.
Extract as much money as you can in 90 seconds.
Stop! Get out of there!
We've still got 20 seconds.
No, you don't.
They're already gone!
Felicity: I think I have an idea where.
The skeleton key operates on an OFDM wireless signal.
I'm picking up a transmission signal in the alley next to the bank.
Man: But you won't be heading there.
What was that?
He's hacked our transmission.
My associates may be headed to the alley, but the 9:10 bus from Crescent Circle is about to collide with the Starlight Freight Express.
Oh, my God, he's right, the 9:10's headed for the track at Amherst.
By my calculations, you can't be in two places at once.
He doesn't know there's two of us.
[Train whistle blows]
Felicity: He's in the transit department network!
He's--he's hacked the signaling system.
I--I can't get the crossing barriers down!
Oliver: Those buses have radios.
Can you break in, wave them off?
No, he's keeping me out.
I guess it's not real until the media comes up with a nickname.
How can I run a bar without any bartenders?
For that matter, how can you quit without giving me notice?
No, one hour before opening is not notice, Mandy.
Can I talk to you for a second?
I'm going to go use the little blonde's room.
You tell me.
Other than the party, I haven't seen you at home all week.
I've been busy.
Being a CEO doesn't leave me a lot of free time.
Yeah, looks to me a whole lot like you're avoiding mom.
I'm not avoiding mom.
You're lucky your life does not revolve around lying.
You know, it's secrets that pushed this family apart in the first place, Ollie.
Speedy, Speedy. Really.
What do we know?
He hacked into our frequency, somehow gained remote access, but I upgraded our firewall.
Now he won't be able to talk into our comms even if he had a bazooka.
You know... computer science-wise.
I think I have something that might help us track him down.
I can run that to the lab.
I spent a year on the freighter studying genetic blood anomalies.
I kind of know my way around a microscope.
There's some significant cell damage and the platelet count is extremely low.
Felicity, can I use your computer?
It's a genetic defect that creates fluid build-up in the lungs, which leads to oxygen deprivation and multi system organ failure.
But the syndrome may give us a way to ID him.
People with Macgregor's are extremely rare, and people with Macgregor's and a degree in computer science are even more rare.
Former encryption engineer at, wait for it--
What's the point? He'll be dead before he can spend all the money.
He's not stealing the money for himself.
He's using it for his family. His sister, specifically.
She's got cystic fibrosis and needs a lung transplant.
Give me an address, please.
52 Nelson Way.
This area doesn't look very residential.
That's Tockman's ride.
Tockman's not here.
Just some device.
I'm on it.
Whatever's in the truck is transmitting the same OFDM signal Tockman used at the bank.
Can you trace it?
As we speak.
It's leading... back to our network.
Tockman's piggybacking off my hack. It's a trap.
He--he's trying to break into our network.
Tockman: I'm not trying.
Where are you?
Are you home?
Are you safe?
Somewhere you think you're safe...
Somewhere without windows for anyone to creep through?
You think no one can get to you?
You think no one can touch you in the safety of your hidey hole?
But I can.
Tockman used the skeleton key to penetrate our firewall.
And recode our security.
Basically, he told our system to commit suicide.
And it did.
Bravo, clock king.
Sara stopped Tockman's men before they could get away with the cash.
So Tockman is going to be looking for another score.
Maybe we should give him one.
Would you call Walter and have him liquidate 500,000 shares of QC stock?
Put it in cash in my vault at Starling National, and ask him to do it tonight.
If Tockman wants to make another score...
Who better to rob than a suddenly cash flush Oliver Queen?
And what if he doesn't take the bait?
That's a good point.
Make it 800,000 shares.
What can I do?
Go to your dinner.
Your family's probably waiting for you.
Dinner at Laurel's.
This is more important.
You can't do anything here, Sara.
Your family's important, too.
You should go.
Will you go with me?
I know I've wanted us all to get together for a while now.
It's just, now that it's actually here, I'm nervous.
I mean, last time I saw Laurel, it...didn't go very well, and...
It'd be helpful to not have to go alone.
I should probably stay here.
What is it exactly you think you can do here to help?
Call if you need us.
You know, it's not your fault, Felicity.
Which one of the rest of you put up the security safeguards?
Maybe if it been Sara, we wouldn't be in this mess.
Now, I know we haven't talked about this, but it must be difficult for you seeing them together.
This isn't about them being together.
This is about me.
Ok, Sara can analyze blood.
She can kick ass.
She can do anything.
[Sighs] And the one thing I'm supposed to be good at, I'm failing at miserably.
And why do you even need me now that you have her?
Because you're irreplaceable, Felicity.
I have a lot of work to do.
Dinah: Laurel, Sara's here.
Well, thank you, these are lovely.
I don't remember your last name being Lance.
Well, yeah, I certainly didn't want to crash your family dinner, but then...Sara and I ran into each other, and she mentioned it.
And I told him how dad was making his famous chicken cacciatore.
We're, uh, we're--Oliver.
Hey, Mr. Lance.
Yeah. Um, we're having pizza. I'm sorry.
I had a little incident in the kitchen.
I guess that's what happens when you haven't used an oven in six years.
Want to grab a slice?
Yeah, when I was pitching a tower of caccitore-- a cacciatore tower, yeah.
Are you still teaching, Mrs. Lance?
Yes, I am. Greek and Medieval History at Central City University.
You could probably give them notice.
Why would I do that?
Well, I mean, you're going to come back to Starling, right?
I'm not moving back to starling, Quentin.
Well, Sara's back.
I have a new life in Central City, and, um, I have a wonderful job.
Well, there's jobs here.
More than a job.
You know, it's great, Mom.
You deserve to be happy.
Detective Lance: Yeah.
You've got to be kidding me.
You've been back like, what, a week?
And you're not even denying it.
Laurel: Of course it is. It's you.
Dad, you are no better than they are.
I mean, what did you think, mom was just going to sit around and wait for you for six years to bake her chicken?
Ok, Laurel, enough!
And sweep her back off her feet?
Yeah, you know what, it is enough!
Invite yourselves out when you're done.
She's my daughter.
I need to talk to her.
Your radio's broken.
[Groaning and gasping]
Her mother died.
Just after she got out of diapers.
And without me...
She's not going to have anybody to look after her.
I know I don't know you.
And I know you don't know me.
Please make sure my daughter's ok.
You are unbelievable!
You lecture me on how I need to repair my relationship with Sara when you're the one who messed it up in the first place.
By screwing her!
And now you're doing it again.
This is all my fault.
Yeah. Yeah, yes, it is.
And is you losing your job, doing drugs and being a drunk, is that my fault?
Is that your family's fault, or are you going to blame Tommy for dying?
Screw you, Oliver.
I have stood by you through everything-- the DUI, losing your job, and Laurel, I was concerned about your well-being when you were trying to get my mother the death penalty!
Yeah, you've been a real stand-up kind of guy.
Laurel, do you think you're the only one that is having a hard time?!
Do you think you're the only one with family issues?
You have-- you have no idea what is going on with my family right now.
But I am still standing here.
And you are still blaming everybody but yourself.
Are you done?
Yeah, I'm done.
I'm done taking the blame.
And I'm done caring.
Why don't you go have a drink?
Get wasted, go...
Go to Verdant.
I'll pay for it.
I have loved you for half my life.
But I'm done running after you.
Have you seen Felicity?
No. Wait, why?
I went to Big Belly to get some take-out.
When I came back, she was gone.
I haven't seen her for hours.
[Cell phone rings]
Tockman took the bait.
The money you had Walter deposit.
I'm reading his signal at Starling National.
Wait...How do you know that?
Because I'm here.
What are you doing here?
I'm tracking Tockman.
He fried our computers, so I'm using the bank's to trace the skeleton key's signature.
And the jacket?
I was cold.
Diggle, get her out of here.
Tockman disabled the bank's security system.
I re-abled it.
They're blocking our way out.
I'll deal with them.
Tockman's signal's strong.
He's here, he's close.
Find him, Felicity.
Tockman: No need.
I'll tell you exactly where I am.
At the moment, I'm particularly focused on the sub-level.
The gas mains, specifically.
Oh, my God. He shut down the gas main release.
And why is that bad?
The build-up could cause an explosion.
It'll blow up three square blocks.
No, it won't.
Wait. Tockman overplayed his hand.
The gas main's in the city's network, that's where I live.
Am I supposed to understand that?
Ohh. In trying to blow us up, he gave me a way to track him down.
That I understood.
[Diggle grunting and groaning]
You don't even know why I'm doing this.
The money's not for me!
I'm doing this all for her!
Doesn't make it right.
What the hell was that?
His cell phone.
I uploaded the same virus he used on my gear in the foundry.
I didn't just kill him, did I?
Just knocked him out.
We did it.
You did it.
Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?
Mm-mm. You guys never go to the hospital.
Besides, Dig gave me some of those aspirins.
Are you spinning?
I wouldn't be here if you hadn't been so brave. Thank you.
It was nothing.
I've always wanted to say I've taken a bullet for someone, and now I can.
So really I should be thanking you.
Not bad, but you're still going to have a scar.
My own scar.
You all right?
Diggle had mentioned that maybe you were feeling... a little left out.
I was just... use to being your girl.
I mean, not your girl-girl.
I know it sounds like the same word, but it means something different in my head.
You will always be my girl, Felicity.
Can I have another one of those aspirins?
It's really good.
And what are you doing back here mixing drinks?
Thea hired me.
I am the new bartender.
I bartended in college, and, uh, well, it's kind of hard to get a job when international assassin is the highlight of your résumé.
You're going to do great.
[Cell phone rings]
I have to go home.
Is everything ok?
I hope so.
You can go.
I'm not here to kill her or anything.
I remember you used to bartend at that skeevy bar with the... peanut shells all over the floor.
I'm not here for a drink or anything.
Then why are you here?
Because I realized that... that I went on that boat with you, too.
I've been slowly drowning for all of these years.
And after every heartbreak or set-back or loss...
I sank deeper into the dark water.
And so when I saw you, so beautiful, and so alive, I realized that I'm not those things.
Please don't hate me, Sara.
I missed you.
Didn't think anything could make you cry.
Guess I'm not as tough as you thought.
Why the running mascara?
I just had a moment with my sister.
It was a good one.
Hey, Laurel's my big sister.
I still have room for a little one.
I don't know what I'd do without you.
Well, you won't have to find out.
I'm going to go find Roy.
It's too late.
We're all going to die here.
Just like him.
No, we're not.
I think I found our way on to the freighter.
Is everything all right?
Thea texted me there was an emergency at the house.
I'm in the middle of a meeting and Thea's not even here.
Well, then why would she...
I can't believe she would do this.
She's trying to force us to talk because she's sensing the tension between us.
And what did you tell her?
To protect her.
Slade: Mrs. Queen.
Is everything ok?
Yes, thank you.
Uh, my son just dropped by.
Oliver, I'd like you to meet Slade Wilson.
It's a pleasure to meet you...
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