02x17 - Kane, Kate

[bunniefuu]

[SOFT JAZZ PLAYING]

Agh!

[MAN GRUNTING]

Err!

I'm looking for a missing woman...

brunette, high cheek bones, looks an awful lot like your cover girl over there.

I..

I don't know.

Well, what about your boss Roman Sionis?

Sometimes likes to side hustle as Black Mask.

I'm just a security guard.

Machine p*stol.

It's a little rich for a rent-a-cop.

Ah, yeah, but the a*mo is standard issue False Face.

Now you want to tell me what I want to know, or do we need to find out if your boss tests his products on animals?

I ain't telling you anything.

Agh!

Agh!

Ow!

Agh!

"Rekindle".

Eww!

Does it hurt as bad as it smells?

Let's try...

Remember.

Agh!

Aww!

Now... you want to find out what I can do with a mascara wand?

All right, all right!

All I know is he's gone underground.

- What about his daughter?

- I don't know.

You got to believe me.

And you believed him?

What did you want me to do, go through the entire product line?

Am I the only one who can smell me right now?

We're getting no signs of Kate on traffic cams, and facial recognition is not getting any hits.

None of the hospitals in miles have admitted Kate, Circe, or any Jane Doe matching that description.

Okay.

How long since she wandered off,

- hours?

- Long time, especially in Gotham.

So what do we do, just sit around and wait?

[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]

- Anything?

- Just a belligerent drunk at the Hold-Up acting like they own the place.

[WOMEN LAUGHING]

Hey!

Come on!

Ha ha ha!

Ohh.

We got a dead soldier.

[LAUGHTER]

Yeah.

So that drunk acting like she owns the place?

Turns out she does.

Another one?

Ha ha ha!

RYAN: All that Bat tech, and the one place we didn't look was inside of a tequila bottle.

Water by the nightstand.

Trashcan by the bed.

Head tilted to the side.

Mary.

You remember.

How do we know each other again?

Okay.

Baby steps.

WOMAN: ♪ Wishing well has run dry ♪ ♪ When I see you, I see an angel... ♪

- LUKE: How's she doing?

- MARY: Sleeping.

For now anyway, but we got her back, so yay!

Definite yay.

RYAN: Guys, she went from attacking Mary to ditching Sophie to treating half the lesbians in Gotham to an open bar.

Is anyone else worried about what she's gonna do when she wakes up?

SOPHIE: Well, if I found out my memory had been wiped and then reprogrammed into a dead supermodel, I'd go on a -hour bar crawl, too.

LUKE: I mean, if we're freaked, imagine what it must be like for her.

She needs time.

MARY: And I hate to admit it, but maybe my dad was right.

What Kate needs is her sister.

The other one.

Please don't leave me.

Stay with me.

MARY: Oh, my God.

[SOBS]

Fix him.

- Alice, he's gone.

- No, he's not.

There's nothing I can do.

Save his life, or yours is over!

That won't bring Ocean back.

I know how this feels.

That unbearable pain and numb emptiness all at once like you're watching it all from a million miles away, but it's happening right in front of you.

I know.

You're the reason I know.

Is that why you're here...

to gloat?

No.

I wouldn't wish this on anyone.

Not even you.

Then why are you here?

It's about Kate.

Uh, sh... she's fine.

She's doing great.

I just...

I just came to thank you...

for saving her.

Look at what it's cost me.

I should have left with him when I had the chance.

RYAN: What's going on?

Well, I figured if Kate's got a few gaps in her memory maybe she could use an old-school backup to reboot from.

I think it's more than just a few gaps in her memory, Luke.

What are you saying?

Kate's not okay, and we can't rush this.

She's been through unimaginable trauma.

A deranged shrink hypnotized her into believing a masked supervillain was her dad, and the person in charge of her recovery was Alice, and that's just the stuff we know about.

Well, I know Kate.

I mean, she survived gas att*cks, a b*mb-throwing bird, a chick who thought she was a vampire.

She'll survive this.

You don't have to convince me.

I read those journals, too.

Then you know how resilient she is.

She has never backed down from a fight ever.

Then we'll be lucky to have her back.

That's right.

This your way of telling me we were in a book club together?

See?

You still remember how to be a smartass.

I never realized how much I miss that.

Yeah.

You kept journals, like, meticulously.

I thought it could trigger some memories, uh, your own voice, your own handwriting.

Maybe reading about who you were will remind you of who you are.

It... it's no beach read, but...

Heh.

Good because I seem to remember not liking the beach.

Then you're making progress.

And I'm starting to remember why we were friends.

Uh... yep.

Just friends.

Ah, and what kind of friend would I be if I didn't bring you something a little more fun than some dusty, old books to help kickstart your memories?

That is, unless you forgot how to ride.

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING]

TYPO.S: ♪ , , , ♪ ♪ Got me running out the door ♪ ♪ , , , ♪ ♪ It's go time ♪ ♪ , , , ♪ ♪ I know we can do it all ♪ ♪ , , , ♪ ♪ It's go time ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪

- ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Ready, get ready ♪ ♪ Get ready 'cause it's go time ♪ ♪ Go on ♪ ♪ Get ready ♪ ♪ Get ready 'cause it's go time ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, yeah ♪ ♪ It's go time, it's go time ♪ ♪ It's go time, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ It's go time, it's go time ♪ ♪ It's go time, hey, hey, hey, yeah ♪ Hi, Dad.

How's the hand?

Oh.

I'm more concerned about you, sweetheart.

How are you feeling?

Grateful actually... to you for saving me from a life of Kate Kane.

Concert tees and single earrings?

She should wear a size two wet blanket.

It would be more on brand.

Her bar is cool, though.

Can I have it when we're done?

I'll make sure it's still standing when we're finished.

Heh heh.

Here.

These should help us get started.

Turns out Kate Kane had a thing for putting her feels on paper.

If you can suffer through all the "Dear diary, being Batwoman is so hard", it's basically a user manual for the Batcave.

Well done, my dear.

And once I have everything I need to give me back my island, you have my blessing to bring this one to its knees.

Yeah.

You are coming, too.

SOPHIE: Hello?

Oh.

Hey, Ryan.

You were hoping I'd be Kate.

- No.

I mean...

- Come on.

I'm not thinking all of this is for me.

Pretty sure I know what memories you're trying to jog.

All right.

All right.

You got me.

So you, Kate, and Batwoman . .

That's a pretty drama-filled love triangle.

Well, if there's some parts of our history she doesn't remember, it might not be the worst thing.

So where do you two go from here?

Looks like I could ask you the same thing.

If Kate's gonna get her life back, she should have her loft back, too.

Look.

If you need a place to crash, I've got a surprisingly comfortable pull-out couch.

Thanks, but I got a place lined up.

It's a little small, but it's got a k*ller view of the river.

Girl, you know just because Kate's returned it doesn't mean you have to give everything back.

The suit's hers.

I was just keeping it warm for her.

You made the suit your own just like you made Batwoman your own, and you've proven yourself to every single person in Gotham.

There's one person I haven't proven myself to, and she's the only other person who knows what this job takes.

Kate will be so proud of what you've done.

Like letting Black Mask take over the city, and now he's superteaming with Safiyah?

Yeah.

Well, not to pile on, but you can add recruiting ex-Crows to that mix.

Word on the street is he's offering top dollar.

ROMAN: Every one of you signed up to protect this city with a noble purpose in your hearts, and what did you get in return?

Your hands tied by corrupt politicians who care more about some criminal's rights than what is right, a system more concerned with the red tape than the red blood running through our streets.

The people you're there to defend would rather defund.

Well, I'm here to pick up the tab.

I'm gonna give you the tools you need and the free rein to use them, so what do you say?

Who wants to take off the gloves...

and put on the mask?

- Whoo!

- Whoo!

- Yeah!

- Whoo!

ROMAN: Help yourselves, gentlemen.

Not a big fan of the speech, huh?

I worked on it all night.

Heh.

Just can't shake the suspicion that I'm the same cog in a different machine.

First Jacob Kane's, now yours.

What's the difference?

What's in this for me?

Hmm.

You don't want to be a cog, huh?

I respect that.

What if I told you...

you could be the machine?

[TYPING]

Hello!

Still working here.

RYAN: I know, and I know who you're working for.

[DIAL TONE]

Yeah.

Those False Face guys downstairs aren't gonna be helping you.

- What do you want?

- To follow the money.

I hear your boss has been putting ex-Crows on the payroll.

I'm not telling you anything.

You don't have to.

Anybody an expert in quickbooks?

Because somebody's got Black Mask by the piggy bank.

Hello?

KATE, ON MONITORS: Aw.

Hangover aside, it sure felt nice to be back in my old bed again and back behind my old desk.

MARY: After everything that's happened, I just can't believe you're sitting right here.

You know where I can't wait to be?

Out there in the suit, protecting Gotham again.

RYAN: Well, Mama.

Back where we started.

You'd think by now I'd be used to having the good things that happen to me getting taken away.

You... plant you...

and now the Bat.

I know what you're gonna say.

Maybe the reason I kept saying Kate wasn't ready is because I wasn't ready to leave.

And you'd also tell me make the most of what time you have left.

Message received, Mama.

Okay, Black Mask.

Let's see where you've been spending all of that Snakebite money because it looks like you are trying to buy a damn army.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[DOORS SLAMMING]

Hands where I can see them!

What the hell is this?

Unh!

Get off of me!

Hey.

Get your damn hands off my stuff!

OFFICER: I don't think this is your stuff.

But I'm thinking these are definitely yours.

Look like Snakebite injectors to me.

You guys planted that.

That's what they all say.

Get her out of here.

WOMAN: ♪ Another empty sky ♪ ♪ The clouds moving onward ♪ ♪ Even in my dreams... ♪

Hi.

♪ All I do is wander ♪ ♪ A double-sided coin ♪ ♪ A hollow reflection ♪ ♪ Searching in the dark... ♪ Good-bye, my love.

WOMAN: ♪ Of direction ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ohh ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ ♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

SAFIYAH: Earth to earth...

ashes to ashes...

dust to dust...

Ocean to ocean.

I've come to pay my respects.

ROMAN: Ryan Wilder.

Or should I call you Batwoman?

Depends.

Should I call you Roman Sionis or Black Mask?

I have to admit I was surprised to find out the caped crusader was -to- ing it as a barkeep.

And I was surprised to find out that Gotham's latest supervillain was a cosmetics mogul.

Mary Kay joining your legion of doom?

No.

I am merely a concerned citizen trying to restore justice to a lawless city like you.

We are nothing alike.

We both wear masks to avenge the wrongs perpetrated against us.

I must say I feel that, uh, given the right push together we could give this city its soul back.

Yeah, and all I have to do is give up mine.

Well, now you're just being selfish.

Why should you be the only masked vigilante who gets to be the arbiter of justice?

Why shouldn't everyone have the same opportunity?

After all, it feels good, doesn't it?

It does.

It feels good to fight for people who are powerless, people trapped by a broken system, people like your daughter.

I know what happened to her, how she was assaulted, how the Crows covered it up, made her look crazy, then threw her in Arkham, where she suffered and d*ed.

Where she was m*rder*d.

You know what?

Maybe we do have something in common because...

I know that rage you feel, the need to make someone pay, but using her to justify what you're doing is dishonoring her memory.

I don't put much stock in the words of a repeat drug offender.

Neither do judges for that matter, not that you're going to live to see one.

No hard feelings, Wilder, but I can't have you getting in my way.

Good-bye, Batwoman.

Arrested?

For what?

Possession of drug paraphernalia with intent to distribute.

- Snakebite injectors.

- So she was set up.

We need to have all hands on deck for this.

Where's Kate right now?

"I'm telling you this because I know you'll figure it out eventually, and I want you to know that lying to you was the hardest thing I've ever done, but I lied because"...

"I love you".

So there's that.

And I don't know if you remember writing that or even feeing it, but...

But there's not a day that went by that I didn't read your letter.

I guess I thought we'd have all the time in the world for me to tell you everything that I felt, but... then suddenly our time was up, and all I had was that letter with all of your feelings and no time left to tell you mine.

And now I'm thinking I should have taken a little more time before laying all this on you.

No.

No.

I'm just glad I don't have to lie to you anymore.

[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]

Ryan's been arrested.

[BATCAVE ELEVATOR DOOR CLATTERING OPEN]

SOPHIE: Hey.

How the hell does Roman know Ryan is Batwoman?

LUKE: Ryan didn't say.

Probably because she was so focused on using her one phone call to warn us he was gonna have her k*lled.

- Where is she now?

- Ryan's being held in a secure holding area at the Gotham City Courthouse.

Cell phone pings show -plus cops in that area, but we don't know who's on Black Mask's payroll and who isn't.

All it takes is one to make sure Ryan dies in custody.

Then they make up any story they want after that.

It's not gonna be an easy extraction, okay?

It's gonna be hard to tell the friendlies from the unfriendlies.

MARY: I think your old cowl's around here somewhere, but I hope you weren't kidding when you said you wanted to suit up again.

Ryan risked everything to save my life.

How can I not do the same?

SOPHIE: Actually, it's we.

I'm going with you.

I just got you back.

I'm not losing you again.

That is so sweet.

I'll take the Batbike, you take the U-Haul.

MARY: What?

No!

I want you to know that lying to you was the easiest thing I've ever done.

Unbelievable.

You were less than one week away from your parole board review.

I was gonna recommend you be discharged from supervised release.

You were this close to putting your past mistakes behind you, and then you get caught with Snakebite injectors?

They were not mine.

Well, that sounds familiar.

Hmm?

Last time, they weren't yours either, only now you've added intent to distribute and violation of your parole to the possession charge.

We're talking real time, Ryan.

Do you have any idea how absolutely screwed you are?

Yes, but I don't think you do.

I have been set up.

Oh.

Right.

Really?

By who?

The GCPD?

No.

Black Mask, who owns the GCPD, and they are trying to k*ll me.

Okay.

So I'm guessing they didn't find any Snakebite because you got high on it.

Trust me.

I am not going to make it out of this building alive.

Okay.

Fine.

Indulging this paranoid fantasy because apparently that's what I do now.

Why would one of Gotham's worst criminal masterminds want to target you?

Because I'm Batwoman.

Ryan, you can't expect me to believe any of this!

You saw that -man SWAT team that brought me in here.

You saw how many guards are waiting outside.

You saw all of that firepower for a bag full of empty Snakebite injectors.

Now I need you to see me.

[BUZZER]

Stand up.

Do you see me?

Hold on!

I need to speak with Judge Hamada.

I have reason to believe my parolee is being railroaded.

Ugh!

Agh!

MAN: What the hell is going on in there?

[RYAN AND OFFICERS GRUNTING]

[ALARM BLARING]

- Damn it.

- Wait!

You're gonna need this.

It'll get you out of the parking garage exit if you hurry.

Thank you.

Not just for this but for believing me.

Anytime...

Batwoman.

No royal guard to accompany the queen.

I'd love to meet Tatiana's replacement.

I've known where you are at all times.

If I wanted you dead, I would have tasked the men who tracked you here to do it.

So you came alone.

Well, that's gutsy.

You wouldn't dare k*ll me.

Besides, that would be no fun for you.

Even after you k*lled my Ocean!

His death, however tragic, was a necessary sacrifice.

He wasn't one of your island hippies, you bitch!

You said you loved him like a brother.

And I've taken him from you just the way you took the thing I loved most, the Desert Rose.

Now we are even.

Let this w*r between us die with Ocean before you join him.

So much for the w*r ending because that sounded an awful lot like you threatening to k*ll me.

My dear, I'm here to save you.

From what?

A yummy, daddy-approved boyfriend?

From the thing you fear most...

spending the rest of your days locked in a cage.

A storm is coming for Gotham, and only one place you can seek shelter.

[SOPHIE EXHALES]

There she is.

And where's that?

Coming down off of a haloperidol bender courtesy of this little guy.

Other side effects you can look forward to include confusion, nausea...

And hopefully not vomiting because we're stuck in here.

Kate...

Circe...

whatever the hell we call her...

really did a number on this thing.

She was playing us the whole time.

Yeah.

We were so desperate to have her back, we fell for it.

[BANG]

Pretty sure pouring your heart out to a sleeper agent has that b*at.

But... she could have k*lled us, and she didn't.

Maybe there's still some Kate left in there.

Or maybe just enough to give the keys to the castle.

[HUMMING]

[BEEPING]

[DOOR UNSEALS]

[BEEPING]

You know, I know we're excited about Kate being back, but I really could have used a helping hand.

MARY: So could we!

RYAN: What the hell happened?

Remember when I said I know Kate better than you do?

Only works if it's really Kate.

MARY: It was Circe pretending the whole time.

So where is she now?

No idea.

Okay.

[GRUNTING]

Okay.

I'm gonna have to cut through it.

Where the hell are the weapons?

[WHOOSH]

CIRCE: There's one.

You have the coolest toys.

And here I was thinking I was the girl who had everything.

I guess now I do.

Running away.

How heroic.

Come back with me.

Come home.

You want me to come back to Coryana with you?

Ha ha ha!

Well, that depends.

Do you have any non-smoking rooms available?

No, because I'm pretty sure that I turned your little island into an all-inclusive ashtray.

Not for much longer.

Coryana will soon be abloom with Desert Rose once more thanks to a small cutting from one of Poison Ivy's vines.

Its rather aggressive growth properties will soon turn my one Rose into thousands.

Poison Ivy, huh?

Didn't know you had the green thumb girl on speed dial.

I don't.

I simply struck a gentlewoman's agreement with a new friend to procure it for me.

You see, she was all to eager to help me once I had a sword driven through the powerful man who had wronged her along with the men who condemned her to Arkham, where she was trampled.

Circe Sionis.

Oh.

You didn't really think you'd gotten your sister back, did you?

If you're not gonna give me something to sh**t at, I'm gonna have to improvise.

Kate, I know that there's still a small part of you in there that doesn't want to k*ll us!

Unfortunately, but that small part of me is not my trigger finger.

Wow!

I'm really getting the hang of this now.

Then again, it is just like sh**ting at sad, needy, pathetic fish in a barrel.

[CLANG]

Unh!

This nose cost more than everything in here.

It's not your nose.

Otherwise, I would have broken it.

Oh.

Don't pull your punches on my account.

I know I won't.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

RUELLE: ♪ Can you feel the power ♪ ♪ Power? ♪ This is why Gucci made belts and not lassos.

RUELLE: ♪ This is for the misfits ♪ ♪ Who reinvent the rules ♪ ♪ This is for the outcasts ♪ ♪ With nothing left to prove ♪ ♪ Rising with the tide, red moon's gonna rise ♪ ♪ Everything is do or die ♪ ♪ Can you feel the power, power? ♪

Hey.

These gonna be strong enough?

They're titanium.

Let's find out.

- MARY: Okay.

- LUKE: , , .

[ALL STRAINING]

Okay.

Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

♪ Rising with the tide, red moon's gonna rise ♪ ♪ Everything is do or die ♪

- ♪ Can you feel the power ♪

- SOPHIE: Let her go!

♪ Power? ♪ Don't do this.

[CLANG]

You're not gonna sh**t me.

Because you love me.

Ryan, don't feel bad.

Kate wasn't strong enough to be me either.

SAFIYAH: You have nothing.

No boyfriend, no sister.

I'm all you have left except for enemies.

Soon, Gotham will offer you no sanctuary.

But you will?

Of course, my dear.

Who else is going to protect you?

Who else is going to love you?

You're all alone.

You have no family other than me.

I know.

Oh.

Oh!

Because you took them from me.

[s*ab]

And I'll remove your Desert Rose dagger once I get them back, and then we'll talk.

But you're right.

k*lling you... tck, tck... that would be no fun.

But making you suffer...

now that's a different story.

MARY: Radiation gauges, biohazard level ?

What is this place?

LUKE: Well, it was where Bruce kept the weapons and other bad stuff he confiscated from all the villains he took down.

And now Circe has them.

Look, Ryan.

I'm sorry.

You warned us not to rush things, and we all just wanted Kate back so bad we just didn't question it, but you did.

It doesn't matter now.

She has WMDs, the Batbike, my suit, my weapons.

MARY: Look.

I know it's bad, but we'll figure it out.

We always do.

I hope you're right, Mary, because if I'm being honest...

I'm scared as hell.

TAVAROFF: Joker's acid flower.

Clayface's mud, k*ller Croc's tooth.

Why you collecting all this stuff from Batman's enemies?

So I can succeed where they failed.

Shall we get started?

[CLOTH RIPPING]

MAN: Greg, move your head!