04x19 - To Our Deaths and Beyond

[bunniefuu]

Previously on "Gotham"...

I have walked this earth for centuries.

Only you can k*ll me.

And only with that dagger.

[shouts]

What did I say?

Wait!

I can help you get Tabitha back.

Professor Hugo Strange is the one man who can cure you.

Join me, and we will find him.

[choking]

Okay.

But you better deliver.

Why would I help you?

Thompkins: You love me.

You've loved me all along.

What's your record for how many banks you've robbed in one day?

Nygma: You're playing a dangerous game, Lee.

Lelia: Ra's al Ghul chose you to pass on his spirit.

We have much more to show you.

Barbara: All my life, I have known that I was meant for more.

Tabitha: This isn't you.

I'm not gonna let your jealousy distract me.

Ladies, escort Miss Galavan to the street.

Tall Man: We serve the one and only true master, Ra's al Ghul.

But he's dead.

Death is only an illusion.

[grunting]

What the hell?!

You didn't sense our approach?

Uh, no, you're ninjas.

The Demon's Head gives its bearer power to see past, present, future as one.

You should have anticipated our att*ck.

So this was a test?

I'm the Demon's Head.

My hand is a freaking lightbulb.

That is only its mark.

You have yet to access its real powers.

You're questioning whether I'm worthy?

I am sick of this.

The men from the League, Tabitha, and now you?

You misunderstand.

How do you think Ra's al Ghul became the world's most fearsome warrior and ruled empires?

He saw the future.

So attacking me was, what, a way to jump-start it?

Like, "Hey, Demon's Head, snap to it"?

The powers of the Demon's Head are triggered by intense emotions.

All right.

So next time, don't go so easy on me.

And take that Kn*fe out of my face.

[engine roaring]

You don't have a covert mode on this thing?

[engine hums quietly]

Show-off.

So, you gonna tell me what Tabitha needs us for?

All I know is it's about Barbara, and it's important.

[car door closes]

So, what's the emergency?

Inside.

[exhales]

You coming?

Tabitha, what am I doing here?

What the heck?

Wait.

What the hell?

What is this?

I don't know.

She didn't tell me this part.

Barbara needs our help.

She's gonna get herself k*lled.

She has this thing called the Demon's Head.

This is about Ra's al Ghul?

He's the one who gave it to her.

These guys are gonna help us take it back.

Okay, so why do you need Bruce?

You're gonna bring him back.

You, you can't do this.

Ra's wanted to die.

He wanted me to k*ll him!

And now we need him alive.

No.

No!

No!

[grunting]

No!

No!

All: Bone, flesh, breath, come back to us, our leader.

Now we close the circle.

We give you the blood of the one who slew you.

No.

You have no idea what you've done...

Gordon: Five banks in one night?

You're joking.

I wish.

These guys were slick.

Banks didn't even know they were hit till they opened.

One of the banks, the thieves came in on boats through the sewer.

Tunneled up into the vaults.

All branches of Gotham Savings and Loan.

Why the same bank?

Maybe a leak in security?

Maybe a grudge.

Five banks in one night's...

it's like someone was trying to make a point.

Prove how smart he is.

Ed Nygma?

If the bowler fits.

Should I put out a BOLO on him?

Sure.

In the meantime, there's someone else I can talk to.

Say hey to Lee for me, won't you?

Tell her nice sh**ting with Sofia.

What, I can't make a joke?

That's what that was?

Why don't you go put that BOLO out, huh?

[indistinct chatter]

Look at them.

We did good.

Oh, yeah.

My brilliance allowed us to rob five banks in one night, and now these fine folks in the Narrows are gonna be drowning in booze and smokes for years to come.

It's so inspiring.

They're also gonna use the money to buy food and clothing and medicine.

What's wrong?

What am I to you?

A friend.

A partner.

Are you always this amorous with your friends?

I mean, I know that only happened once...

Ed.

Don't call me Ed.

Hey.

I care about you.

I depend on you.

You know what we've got planned.

Other things are just gonna have to wait.

You're not stringing me along, are you, Lee?

Don't you want to find out the answer to the riddle?

Maybe I do.

Are we good for tomorrow night?

Yeah, we just have a few last details.

And trust me, this is going to be a work of art.

That sounds promising.

Oh, what the hell?

Count us in.

You could have told me.

You wouldn't have brought him.

Yeah, because he's my friend.

And what is Barbara?

What am I?

Pick a side and stick to it.

Ra's Al Ghul: Do you know what you've done?

The years I spent planning my death.

Now you've ruined it.

Master.

The woman you gave the Demon's Head to.

She started a w*r.

I started that w*r.

The League of Shadows was rotten, and only through v*olence could it be reborn.

Palden: Master, our lives are yours to take.

But this woman does not serve the League.

Her goals are limited.

Selfish.

That's Barbara, all right.

Whatever faith you had in her was misplaced.

If she keeps the Demon's Head, the League shall die.

Wait, what do you mean, if she keeps the Demon's Head?

I thought you were supposed to get it the second you...

came back.

Ra's Al Ghul: No.

Barbara must give it to me.

She'll never do that.

Then, I'll k*ll her and rip it from her corpse.

Oswald: You owe us.

[laughing]

I-I'm sorry.

We owe you how?

Because we made you.

Both of you.

Without me, you would still be trapped inside Ed.

And you would still be stitching up busted lips ringside.

I need money to buy back Sofia's capos.

Butch is saving for future medical expenses.

[laughs]

What'd you make last night?

Three, four million?

Say we go halvsies.

I've heard your offer.

And here's my counter: bite me.

I don't like people coming into my club, telling me what to do.

And I don't like threats, implicit or otherwise.

And I really don't like people telling me they "made" me.

Nygma: Well said, Lee.

Oh, God, are you kidding me?

What?

Okay, we're done.

I-I thought you got past all that when you became the Riddler.

Past what?

Ed's pathetic adoration of her.

But, no, clearly he passed it along to you.

Like a virus.

She knows it, and she's using you.

Shame on you.

Stringing along this troubled man.

Get out.

I don't think so.

W...

We did not come here for v*olence.

We came here hoping our friends would honor their debts.

Let us hope they come to their senses.

Little advice: be sure to skim some off the top when she tosses you aside.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[footfalls approaching]

Kind of defeats the purpose if I can hear you.

Hello, Barbara.

[glass shatters]

Ra's...

Don't be afraid.

What happened?

How are you even...?

It's a long story.

But tell me, what have you done with my gift?

Well, you might've left a how-to.

Plus a heads up to your League of Shadows cronies.

Turns out the old boys club don't appreciate a woman calling the sh*ts.

But you have plans on rebuilding the League of Shadows?

You've read the histories that I left for you?

I've read them, but I need to do my own thing.

Your own thing?

With the power you gave me, I can rule Gotham like no one ever has before.

The people will worship me like a queen.

How disappointing.

You're right.

They should worship me like a god.

Enough.

Give me your hand so that I can take it back.

No.

It is mine.

You promised me.

I was mistaken in you, Barbara.

Mistaken?

Tell that to her.

You think that is you?

[laughs]

She was just a whore.

I k*lled her out of pity.

You're lying.

The Demon's Head is my destiny.

Then why have you not unlocked its secrets?

You sad, deluded woman.

You thought you were a reincarnated queen, but in truth, you're just an unstable nightclub owner, whose greatest accomplishment was the m*rder of her own parents.

You are nothing.

Now, give me your hand, or I will k*ll you and take the Demon's Head by force.

Try it, zombie boy.

[grunting]

[yells]

Get her out of here.

Go!

I'm fine.

[grunts]

[vehicle approaches]

Get in!

All right, you know the rules.

Hands only, no drinking water.

I want a good, clean eat.

Ready?

Ready?

[whistle blows]

Come on, eat it, eat it!

Go, go, come on!

I'm looking for Lee Thompkins.

The Doc.

Lee?

[retching]

The winner!

Jim.

You don't look like a guy who got sh*t four times.

Because you were able to keep me alive.

Thanks.

I just just sh*t Sofia Falcone in the head.

I was in a good mood.

I'm looking for Ed Nygma.

Five banks were robbed last night.

Has all the hallmarks of a Nygma special.

Haven't seen Ed in weeks.

I know you feel loyalty towards him, but you of all people should know he's sick.

He's a psychopath.

We all have our flaws.

Lee.

I can understand why you're here.

But there are other ways of finding absolution.

You can't take ownership of everyone's problems.

This is the Narrows.

Nobody owns anything down here but the slumlords.

Why don't you try going after the real criminals?

The people making money off the backs of the poor.

You mean like Gotham Savings and Loan?

None of the guards were k*lled.

The more I think about it, doesn't exactly feel like Ed Nygma.

Or not just him.

If we're done here...

Whatever's happened, you can always call me.

I can help.

You really don't get it, do you, Jim?

It was good to see you.

Ra's just tried to k*ll me because of you.

You could've just given him the Demon's Paw.

Head!

It's the Demon's Head!

And it is mine!

You betrayed me.

I was trying to save you from yourself.

Also, the other day, you actually told your thugs to k*ll me.

It was a spanking.

If I wanted you dead, I would've done it...

Oh, shut up, both of you!

We're wasting time.

Ra's could be on his way right now.

Which wouldn't be a problem if Barbara would just give him what he wants.

Never gonna happen.

Okay, so what are we gonna do, Barbara?

We're just gonna walk around with targets on our backs?

No.

We're gonna k*ll the son of a bitch.

The kid did it before, right?

Yeah, but that was different.

We had, like, a special Kn*fe.

Yeah, that one you got from auction?

Where is it?

We gave it back to the Nanda Parbat embassy.

Great.

So we'll just do a little smash and grab, and then I'll filet the zombie.

I have to be the one holding the Kn*fe.

It's part of the ritual.

Like the blood.

I have to k*ll him again.

Even if that's the case, Master Bruce, I can't allow you to do it, not again.

We might not get another chance, Alfred.

This is the only way.

Says you, the mystical Kn*fe expert.

I've got the Demon's Head.

I bet if I'm holding it in my hand...

What if k*lling Ra's unlocks my powers?

Yeah, and what if you fail, and Ra's gets the Kn*fe back?

We'll worry about who kills him later.

Right now, we have to get the Kn*fe before Ra's does.

Tabitha: Embassies are heavily guarded, and we can't wait till night.

We're gonna need g*ns, smoke grenades to cause a diversion.

If I may, there may be another option.

But you got to guarantee you're not gonna s*ab us in the back.

Again.

So, in short, we'd like to thank you very much...

both of us would like to thank you for taking such good...

such good care of her, but now we'd like to take the Kn*fe home, please.

Wh...

It was never yours to begin with, Mr. Pennyworth.

It belongs to my people.

When Mr.

Bruce Wayne purchased it at auction, he was rescuing a looted historical treasure.

That's why you returned it to us.

Yeah, but it was a loan, wasn't it, mate?

It was never meant as a keepsie.

This Kn*fe is worth millions, and you just gave it away?

You idiot!

Easy, muffin.

Look, you look like you got a stable head on your shoulders.

Why don't I make a little donation, and you give us the Kn*fe.

And we walk away.

[scoffs]

Does Bruce Wayne even know about this?

[scoffs]

Whatever your agenda is, I believe that you and your chippie should leave.

A chippie?

Did you just call my missus a chippie?

What is that, like...

[coughs]

What...

A chippie?

Is that a new term or something?

Something...

[coughs]

What...

Tabitha: What?

What's happening?

[coughing]: I can't breathe.

Oh, my God!

I think he's having a heart att*ck.

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

He's having a heart att*ck!

[alarm ringing]

Ow!

Look what you did.

Tell security it's a false alarm.

I can't breathe.

False alarm.

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

Give me your jacket.

Put your jacket under his head.

Put your jacket.

[Alfred groans]

It really hurts.

It really, it really hurts.

You're okay.

Continue breathing.

Deep breaths.

All right, you're doing just fine.

Ow, it really hurts.

Stay with me here.

Oh, I feel much better now.

Sorry about the fuss.

Fellas.

Chippie.

[door opens]

Ah...

Oswald: And she's using you.

Shame on you.

Stringing along this troubled man.

[sighs]

This troubled man.

Ooh, can't argue with that.

Oh, no.

Sorry, just because you're in charge doesn't mean I disappear.

That's because you're too stupid to know when you've lost.

Have I?

"Lee, what am I to you?" Does that sound like you to you?

Because to me, that sounds like me.

I'm not proud of that phrasing.

I'm inside you, buddy, like a virus, infecting your thoughts.

Oh, please.

You couldn't even begin to comprehend my thoughts, much less influence them.

What about your feelings?

How else would you explain those desperate attempts to gain her approval?

No, no.

If anything, she's the one who...

You gave money away to the poor.

[laughs]

That was part of a larger plan.

Yeah, her plan.

What did you ever care about the Narrows?

I don't.

Every person here could drown in a stew of their own filth and I wouldn't lose a wink of sleep.

Oh, I know...

because all you care about is her.

Just like I did.

So keep that up, buddy, 'cause soon there will no telling where you end and I begin.

[door opens, hinges creaking]

[door closes]

That's not gonna happen.

Well done.

Now, Kn*fe, please.

Selina, it has to be me.

Selina.

Give me the Kn*fe.

And you better scram while you still can.

I'm taking the Kn*fe.

Oh, you do not want to make me angry, kid.

Sorry, muffin.

I'm gonna need you to step back.

Don't you even go there, love.

Selina, don't give her the Kn*fe.

Screw this.

Your arrogance is gonna get someone k*lled, you know.

Or just you.

What?

Stop.

Thank you.

Now.

Get in.

Selina, let's go.

[door closes, engine starts]

[engine revving]

Nice doing business with you boys.

[tires squealing]

You were right.

She's using me.

Finally.

So much for you being smart now.

The most brilliant minds are often blind to the most obvious truths.

Fine.

And you came to me...

Because that lovestruck moron, Ed, is floating down a river of dopamine deep within the primitive reward circuit of my brain and I need you to help me drown him for good.

Did you bring the half-share of profits we asked for?

That money's gone.

Distributed among the riffraff of the Narrows, but...

those five banks were merely the first stage of a very sophisticated plan.

And the coup de grâce is tonight.

I knew you were scheming something.

[laughs]

That's why we were gonna rob you afterward.

[chuckles]

But I prefer this way.

[laughs]

There better be enough in there to get me fixed.

Don't forget our deal.

I won't.

Thank you so much.

And how big is the score?

About a hundred million...

apiece.

And you help me deal with Lee Thompkins.

[door opens]

Thank you for coming back.

We serve the Demon's Head, Barbara.

So what's the play?

Simple.

I do the flashlight-hand thingy, summon Ra's, a little stabby-s*ab with the Kn*fe, send him back to hell.

Think I can remember that.

Selina: You can't be serious.

That's your plan?

How do you expect to get the drop on someone who's studied kung fu for 2,000 years and is a zombie?

Not feeling a whole lot of faith here, kitty cat.

Maybe I'd have a little more if you knew how to use your Demon Head for something other than a flashlight.

You're gonna get us k*lled.

You got any useful suggestions?

Maybe call backup.

I did.

Here they are.

What if Bruce is right?

Let him use the Kn*fe.

At least we know that it worked before.

You just took the Kn*fe from him.

Because you told me to pick a side.

I thought you had some other plan other than "Let's s*ab the immortal, undead guy and hope for the best." Listen, Selina, we're strongest when we're together.

Now are you in or are you out?

If it's su1c1de by Ra's, I'm out.

Fine, then go.

What if she's right?

I can't control the Demon's Head.

Maybe it's like Ra's said.

Maybe...

I am just a nightclub owner.

I should've never trusted those men.

I didn't want you to have the Demon's Head.

Not even sure I want it now.

Three years we've been together, on and off.

And I've never seen you doubt yourself.

So however you want to play this, I'm in.

But if you're saying you're not worthy, that's where I jump ship.

Let's do this.

[crickets chirping]

I suppose on the bright side, you won't have to k*ll him...

again.

Except I'm the only one who can.

[scoffs]

So said Ra's.

I mean, no disrespect to your magical daggers and all of that, but I'd love to see what would happen if I pulled his head off his bloody shoulders.

I can't believe Selina gave Barbara the Kn*fe.

[scoffs]

Yeah, well...

at least we know where she stands.

Selina: That's what you think.

Oh, you've got bloody cheek turning up here.

I gave Barbara the Kn*fe because if there was a chance she could use it, I wanted her to.

That way Bruce didn't have to k*ll him.

I would've done what I had to do.

And you would've gone straight back to being the douche bag you've been the last few months.

So, no.

Thank you.

She's got a point there, Master Bruce.

Thanks for the explanation.

You can leave now.

Bruce.

You sided with them.

[sighs]

Why does it have to be about sides?

There is somebody, some thing out there that needs to be stopped, so why can't we focus on that?

Another good point.

Barbara and Tabitha are gonna get themselves k*lled.

And I don't want that to happen.

Gordon: There were easier banks to hit.

Why yours?

I keep telling you, I have no idea.

I'm the victim.

You're treating me like a criminal.

Yeah, I wonder where we get that from.

Excuse me?

Gordon: We did some digging.

Your bank has been investigated for redlining, usury, illegal foreclosures.

And cleared on all counts.

You have good lawyers.

So we deserve to be robbed?

I'm done here.

Ma'am, can you just give us a second, please?

[woman sighs]

[door opens]

What the hell are you doing?!

She's a crook, a bigger crook than whoever ripped her off.

You mean like Lee?

Look, brother, I know what this is about.

You went down to the Narrows and came back all fired up, okay?

But alienating her is not gonna help us.

If Lee is involved with Nygma, we got to stop it before it goes bad.

Which of your branches are the most vulnerable?

As of this afternoon, none of them.

We have a security protocol.

After the Arkham breakout and the robberies...

You moved your assets to a secure location.

Yes, of course.

All 45 branches this morning.

It's totally safe.

Fortified and heavily guarded.

Where is it?

[grunts]

p*stol would've been more fun.

You indulge me.

Breaking open the vault is the last detail.

Big detail.

How did you solve it?

A little help from some friends.

I'm the revealer of masks.

When I appear, friend becomes foe.

And the one that you love becomes the one that you hate.

What am I?

Betrayal.

Hello, Lee.

[gasps]

Yeah, it's not a dart g*n.

Let's go.

♪ ♪ Nice entrance.

I do hope you've reconsidered and are planning to give me what I want.

I've thought about it a lot and about us.

We had something, didn't we?

Back when you were less dug-up-y.

I do not have time for this.

I will give you what you want, Ra's.

But I want you to admit we had a connection and that those things you said to me were just mind games to make me lose my nerve.

You want me to tell you that you're special?

Would that be so hard?

No.

And moreover, it's true.

You are special.

I'm just sorry it had to come to this, Barbara.

Me, too.

But thank you for saying that.

Ouch.

She must do this by herself.

[grunting]

[Barbara grunting]

Barbara, fight.

This is Barbara's fight.

[panting]

[gasping]

This is Barbara's fight!

Well, now...

look at you.

Yeah, look at me.

You want to give it another sh*t?

She's mastered the Demon's Head.

Wow.

I can see why he likes this thing.

That's enough.

Give me what I want, or your friend dies.

I thought this was between us.

Choose now.

Tabby, I...

I can't give this up.

[gasping]

No!

[rumbling, whooshing]

That's enough.

Choose.

Now.

You win.

Just don't hurt her.

Barbara Kean, you surprise me yet again.

Maybe I wasn't mistaken in you after all.

[pained exhale]

[gasping]

Give me the Kn*fe, Ra's.

Let me k*ll you.

Today is not the day that I die.

This is the price for taking advantage of me, Lee.

You're wrong, Ed.

I wasn't using you.

Again, don't call me Ed.

And I'm not wrong about you.

The truck is almost full...

we should go.

Tell the ogre.

Have him leave the property deeds.

They all belong to the Narrows.

Worthless.

[chuckles]

And so ends the tale of the Queen of the Narrows.

Mm.

Good-bye, Lee.

[laughing]

What are you doing?

How did that go, again?

"I am the revealer of masks.

"When I appear, friend becomes foe." Betrayal.

Exactly.

[alarm bell ringing]

[gasps]

What the hell you doing?!

Just burning the Narrows property deeds.

Not that.

He's proving his love by betraying us.

These bars can't hold me.

When I get out...

We'll be gone.

I just wanted you to hear something.

Oswald, we have been through thick and thin.

And I hold no grudge on you.

But you come against Lee, and you come against me.

I'm gonna dismember you, you twerp!

Yeah, not even gonna try with you.

Let's go, Lee.

It won't make any difference.

[grunting]

She's still using you.

You are not the Riddler!

You are a fool!

God!

[straining]

[alarm bell ringing]

Why do that?

Why bring Penguin and Grundy if you're just gonna lock them inside?

I needed Grundy to open the vault.

And Oswald was gonna rob us, anyway, so I just kept an eye on him.

He'll get over it, or he won't.

So you don't think I'm using you?

No, I know you are.

Then why would you betray your friends for me?

Is this...

Are you Ed?

No, I'm me.

How can you be sure?

Because Ed didn't understand you.

He didn't see how deeply you had changed.

I do.

I know that that virus woke up something deep inside you, and you let that something loose when you sh*t Sofia.

And you love it.

And I love it, too.

And I know that you don't feel the same way about me.

But you will.

And when you do, I will be here.

Ed Nygma...

you are a riddle.

That's the nicest thing someone's said to me.

[sirens wailing]

That's Jim.

This alarm just went off.

He was onto us.

We can just go out the back.

No, they'll see the truck.

One of us needs to distract them.

Done.

No.

I can handle Jim Gordon.

You take the money to the Narrows.

You trust me?

I do.

Go.

Gordon [over speaker]: GCPD.

Nygma, we know you're in there.

Come out with your hands up.

[door closes]

Sweet, merciful mother.

You know your rights.

[helicopter blades whirring]

[sighs]

You'd have done the same for me.

Ladies.

I hope this isn't one of those k*ll the old queen situations.

Lelia: We discussed things.

Demon's Head or not, you fought.

Not for yourself, but those alongside you.

You are worthy, Barbara Kean.

We follow you to our deaths and beyond.

We can find from Barbara where the League hides: temples, safe houses...

he'll be in one of them.

Meanwhile, we'll try to fix the Kn*fe...

Yeah, we'll just take it to the magic Kn*fe shop, no problem.

Selina, be serious.

I am.

If Ra's wanted you dead, you would be.

He obviously likes you.

It's not about me.

I know it's not about you.

[sighs]

Gotham has managed a long time without you.

It can manage a little longer if you have one night off.

[sighs]

You did good today.

So did you.

Ahem.

Poor timing.

Apologies.

I only want to talk.

Alone, please.

I'm staying.

Very well.

She's right, you know, Bruce.

I do like you.

Respect you.

Respect you for what you'll become.

You have no idea what I'll become.

Of course I do.

At least, who you could become.

Why are you here?

I felt I owed you an explanation as to why I chose to live.

When I took back the Demon's Head, I saw...

a vision...

of a cataclysmic event soon to befall this city.

What event?

A cleansing fire that will destroy, purify, create...

create you, Bruce.

Because I will use it as a mighty forge, molding you into a dark knight of Gotham.

[alarm blaring]

If it doesn't k*ll you, that is.