01x02 - Shadow Hawk Takes Flight

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Ah.

There you are.

Where am I?

You are at Birch Psychiatric Hospital.

What?

I shouldn't be here.

That's usually the first thing people say.

Can you loosen these straps?

Ah... that, I'm afraid I can't do.

Not just yet.

Word is you like to put up a fight.

I'm not dangerous.

I had a fellow down the hall
say the same thing

just before he bit the doctor's nose off.

I need to get out of here.

No! Hey, hey, hey!

I know how disorienting
it must be to...

to wake up and find yourself
in a place like this.

But trust me, we're here to help.

And I think I know exactly how.

You need to k*ll yourself.

It's really the only solution
for any of us.

I mean, look, I have tried four times,
and they keep saving me.

Do it now, while you have a chance.

Just give me the go-ahead,
and it's done.

Was that a nod?

- No.
- Yes?

Hey! Hey!

Simon... no!

I was just saying hello to the new guy.

We're gonna get you cleaned up now.

But first, I need you to swallow these.

I'm going to need your support on buying
this piece of property in Brooklyn.

The warehouses?

They important to you?

Ah, business as usual.

Real estate's your domain,
so, sure, I'll back you.

Thank you.
That'll be one less headache.

Speakin' of headaches...

what's the latest
with the Danny Rand wannabe?

I still feel shitty for drugging him.

I can't get over this feeling
that maybe...

just maybe...

Don't.

You're just torturing yourself
if you think this might be Danny.

Probably.

But even so...

Let's say you're right.

That would mean that he...

somehow miraculously survived
a plane crash...

in the Himalayas...

and that, for some unknown reason,
he waited 15 years to come back

with no shoes
and a tendency toward v*olence.

I know...

I know.

We'll get to the bottom of this.

Either way, this is the right thing to do,
you know?

This guy... whoever he is,
he needs help,

and we've made sure he's getting it.

We could have just had him arrested.

So we're saints.

We're not bad guys,
if that's what you think.

Oh!

- We're gonna be okay!
- Dad!

Did I wake you?

I was meditating.

Is that something you do?

Hmm?

I was trying to focus my chi
so I could get myself out of here.

How'd it work?

It didn't.

It's the dr*gs.

You need to let me out of here.

Well, it's either here or jail.

But I have you for 72 hours,

so I think we should make the most of it.

Can... can you at least unstrap me?

Are you gonna behave?

Yeah.

Let's start with this...

Let's find out what's going on.

First off, what's your name?

Danny Rand.

Like that rich kid
who d*ed in a plane crash?

I am that rich kid
who d*ed in a plane crash.

Okay, obviously I... I didn't die.

Why don't you tell me about that?

We... we crashed.

And then?

And then...

I woke up.

I was in this huge snowdrift.

I was hurt.

It was snowing.

You must have been cold.

I was cold.

But I could see pieces of the plane
scattered over the mountainside. I...

I had to go and check.

I found the cockpit first.

Both pilots were dead.

Then I found the main fuselage.

My dad was inside.

I love you, Danny.

Wendell Rand?

Yeah.

And he was dead, too?

What about your mother?

Was she there, too?

No.

No? Where was she?

Stay in your seat.

Heather...

We got you, Danny.

Mom! Mom!

I don't know.

So what did you do?

I didn't want to leave my dad.

Okay.

But I was so cold.

I was thirsty, hungry.

I... I had to try.

Try what?

To survive.

I stepped out, but the...

the snow was so deep, the wind, I...

I kept on falling, and...

suddenly I looked up, and...

there were these two men
standing above me.

Chodak and Tashi.

And who were they?

Monks.

Order of the Crane Mother.

Wow. Monks...

of the Order of the Crane Mother.

What kind of monks are those?

They were warrior monks.

Okay.

Let's just put that on hold for a moment
and switch gears.

Why don't we talk about what happened
with John Anderson?

Who's that?

Well, isn't that you?

This is your passport, isn't it?

That's your picture.

John Anderson of Toronto, Canada.

I... I've never seen that before.

If you want out of here...

you're gonna have to start
being honest with me.

We'll talk about this some more.

Yeah, man!

You might want to sound a little less

- like a...
- You guys are no good!

...like a fat duck, Darryl.

I could hear those feet slapping
on the sidewalk a block away.

Yes, sensei. My shoes are too big.

I could smell your garlic breath
before you walked out your door.

Sorry, sensei.

And what the hell was that, Jenny?
What are you doing? Yoga?

You move about as fast as a pig...

swimming in gravy.

I can't.

If I say anything,
I'll just end up crying.

This was a fail, guys.

These exercises
are about trying to teach you

how to perform in the real world, so...

do better.

You ready?

What's he doing here?

He's your tour guide.

You gonna try and s*ab me?

Sorry about that.

I get stressed.

They call this a hospital,
but don't let that fool you.

Huh...

The big one, Dink,

m*rder*d his parents with a hammer.

Got off with an insanity plea.

Leo fried his brains
with methamphetamines

and Tony is just an idiot.

Let it go.

Let it go.

And this is your home.

Not much to look at, I know.

I'll be out in 72 hours.

That what they tell you?
72 hours?

Me, I had a little incident
inside a pharmacy.

Seventy-two hours later, I'm a bipolar
with mixed affective episodes,

layered atop a substance abuse disorder.

That was two years ago.

Billy was living under a bridge.

Seventy-two hours later,
he's a paranoid personality disorder.

That was just over a year ago.

And Jimmy was screaming
at people in Times Square.

Seventy-two hours later,
he's a schizoaffective disorder.

He's been here almost 15 years.

Don't think you'll be any different.

I need to get out of here.

Yeah. Well, we all want out.

That's why they dope us every eight hours
until we are just mindless donkeys.

Who you calling donkey?

Oh, no. I'm sorry. My mistake.

You apologize, too.

For... for what?

For being alive.

That's just stupid.

Apologize now or I'm going to hurt you.

Remind me what's wrong
with this one again.

- Hey! Hey! Hey, you!
- Whoa! Whoa! No! No! No!

- You're out of here! You're out of here!
- He started it!

No! No! It's okay, Danny!
It's okay!

It's okay, Danny! It's okay!

Open.

Why?

Are you okay, Danny?

What?

It's nothing. It's just...

You're the first person
to call me Danny in here.

I need to get out of this place.

Do you have any family you can call?

No.

Friends?

Is there a phone I can use?

I'm not supposed to do this,
but what are they going to do?

Put me in the nut house?

- Chikara Dojo.
- Hey...

- It's Danny.
- Who?

Danny.

You, uh, you met me at the park. Uh...

I looked you up at your dojo.

Why are you calling me?

I'm at the Birch Psychiatric Hospital.

Uh, I need your help.

Why would you come to me for help?

You're the only person I know in New York

who doesn't want to k*ll me
or put me in a mental hospital.

Then I might want to rethink that.

No, listen. I'm not crazy, okay?

They drugged me. They... they...
they brought me here against my will.

You saw me being att*cked the other night.

You know there's something going on.

Why would anyone be after you
in the first place?

You'll have to ask the Meachums, okay?

Aren't they, like,
one of the richest families in New York?

Yeah.

And they have a problem with you?

Yeah, they do.

Look, Danny, it sounds
like maybe you're in trouble,

but I just don't think
I'm the person to help.

No, Colleen...

you are the only person
who can help me.

Really, I'm sorry.

No, please...

Dad.

Take a look at this.

...suddenly
I looked up, and there were these...

You put cameras in there?

It's the 21st century.
We're all connected.

Chodak and Tashi.

And who were they?

Monks.
Order of the Crane Mother.

See, he talks about being
rescued by two monks.

- Is that possible?
- Well, anything's possible.

What doesn't make sense...

is there are no monasteries

anywhere near where contact
with the plane was lost.

And Order of the Crane Mother...

doesn't exist.

Unless Kyle is an idiot who doesn't know
how to do simple research.

No.
Sir, there's no mention of it anywhere.

But he's said enough that makes me think
that this might actually be Danny Rand,

back from the dead.

I've been giving a lot of thought
about what to do with him.

Oh?

Unfortunately, lobotomies are a thing
of the past, but...

there are still a lot of countries
that are pretty free with psychosurgery,

which can potentially have
the same effect.

No, no, no, no.

- Or even just heavy doses of Thorazine...
- No!

Dad, we have to deal with this.

We can't deal with it
until we know what we have.

He's only given us a few clues.

No, we need to know more before we can,
uh, decide how we should proceed.

So we just wait?

Yeah. And watch.

Oh, there is one thing you can do.

Danny, if this is Danny,
has only made one phone call out to a...

Colleen Wing.
She runs a dojo near Chinatown.

I'd like you to go and talk to her.

See what she knows...

why he called her.

I have to do this?

Why don't you send one of your guys?

You are one of my guys,
one of my most trusted guys.

Do this for me.

How you feeling this morning?

dr*gs make me feel like I'm under water.

We've got you on some pretty high doses,

but I understand
that's what it takes with you.

You haven't been
as cooperative as we'd like.

I lied...

about the passport.

Okay, well, that's a step
in the right direction.

So you're ready to be John Anderson?

I bought the passport in Morocco.

It's stolen.

I know it's a federal crime, but...

it's the only way I could get
back into the States.

I'm not John Anderson.

I'm Danny Rand.

We'll talk about it in our next session.
How's that?

Keep practicing your kata.

At least an hour a day.

Excuse me.

Are you Colleen Wing?

I am.

I'm sorry to intrude.

My name is Ward Meachum.

What can I do for you?

Well, this is rather awkward.

I'm wondering if you've had any contact
with a man who's going by the name Danny?

Mid-twenties, homeless...

no shoes?

Why do you ask?

It's personal.
That's why I've come here myself.

He's threatened me, as well as my sister.

Really?

He actually held a g*n to my head.

Why would he do that?

Honestly...

I think he has some
serious mental problems.

Uh, okay, so how did you find me?

Because of the thr*at,
we've had someone keep an eye on him,

note anyone that he
might be in contact with.

Your name was on the list.

Yeah, look...
I don't know the guy.

But you've met him?

He came around here once.

Did he...

hurt you...

in any way?

That'd be a mistake.

It would be very helpful for us

if you would be willing
to sign some papers

that would attest
that you felt threatened by him.

Threatened?

Hmm...
Yeah, I don't think so.

Look...

it's for his own protection as well.

The man needs help.

And as a token of thanks,

I think Rand would be happy
to set up a...

neighborhood improvement donation...

...to be spent however you choose.

Move your damn car!

How about this?

I'll have some papers drawn up,
simply say the man...

acted unusually...

made you feel uncomfortable.

I just don't think...

I'll give you some time to think about it.

You'd be doing us a great favor.

Bit of money would really...

bring this place up a notch.

Come in.

I was gonna show you this later,
but since you're already here...

What is it?

It's a commercial I found
from about 15 years ago.

...understanding
that the most important products

are the ones that power lives...

- That boy... That's Danny Rand.
- We are Rand!

I'm sure it was real nice
to be part of that family.

Have all the money in the world.

Look how happy they seem.

Sometimes, when our own lives
are a struggle, it's...

easier to imagine
we belong to some other world.

Some happier world.

Right after we sh*t this, we all went
to the circus in Madison Square Garden.

I didn't want to do the commercial.

It's how Dad talked me into it.

The circus.

Yeah.

The acrobats were amazing.

And I sat next to my mom.

Joy was on the other side.

We had popcorn.

John Anderson. That's your name.

You are not Danny Rand.

I am Danny Rand.

I don't care what you think!

Here we go. Come on.

Come on. Calm down.

Come on.
Get him up.

Ask him where he's been the last 15 years.
Ask him why he suddenly come back now.

Jesus.

We actually get a shrink
who's trying to help the guy.

Sorry.

Why are you always saying sorry to me?

You're like some scared little rabbit
who's always apologizing.

Sor...

I'll... I'll... I'll try not to do that.

I don't give a sh*t what you do, Kyle.
I'm just pointing it out.

For your own betterment.

Thank you, sir.

See, what's really interesting is
I think this might actually be Danny Rand.

I have no clue how that's possible.

And this guy here,
he's not asking the right questions.

Sorry...

Oh, you can't help yourself, can you?

You know what my dad used to do?

Whenever I messed up, which...

according to my dad
was pretty much all the time, he'd...

whip me across the back
with his belt.

And with each...

I'd have to apologize...

for forcing him to exert himself.

God, I miss him.

But now...

I don't apologize for anything.

Kyle, get the car ready tonight.

- The car?
- Yeah, the thing with the four wheels.

Oh. Yes, sir, it's just...

you never leave the penthouse.

Oh, I'm thinking it's time.

Okay, put him on.

Uh, Joy Meachum?

This is Dr. Paul Edmonds
from the Birch Psychiatric Hospital.

I'm treating the patient
your family admitted.

Yes, how can I help you?

I'm wondering if I can ask you
an odd question.

Uh, okay.

Uh, years ago,
when you were about ten years old,

you did a commercial for Rand?

Uh-huh. Yeah. "We are Rand."

Anything else stick out about that day?

They put me in a stupid dress.

It was cold out.
I don't know.

Did you do anything afterwards?

Oh, yeah.

The circus.

Yeah, we all went
to the circus afterwards.

You're sure?

Yeah. Yeah, it was Danny's idea.

He didn't want to do the commercial,
and his parents had to bribe him.

I remember because
he wanted to be an acrobat after that.

He was always jumping around.

Okay. Well, uh, thank you.

That's it?

Yeah, it was... it was an odd question.
Why do you ask?

I'm afraid I can't really say.
Patient confidentiality.

Well, now you have me curious.

Sorry. Wish I could say more.

Hello, Danny.

Harold?

Do you remember
that song I used to sing...

that would annoy the sh*t out of you?

Um...

"Danny Boy."

Right?

Yeah.

♪ And I am dead ♪

♪ As dead I well may be ♪

♪ And you will come
And find the place where ♪

♪ I am lying ♪

♪ And kneel and say ♪

♪ An Ave there for me ♪

I thought you were dead.

And I thought you were dead,

so I guess that's something
we have in common.

I didn't die.

No, clearly not.

Uh, I understand you were...
taken in by some monks.

What? Order of the, uh, Crane Mother?

Yeah.

How did you know?

Oh, we dead know a lot.

But not everything.

Where exactly is this monastery?

Hey.

Where is the monastery?

K'un-Lun.

It's one of the Seven Capital Cities
of Heaven.

I probably never should have left.

At least I understood my place there.

Oh, and what was your place?

I was a warrior.

Only in the middle of a fight
did I fully come alive.

The harder someone hit me, the...

the more everything came into focus.

Oh.

What kind of warrior are you?

Hey, listen to me.

What do you mean you're a warrior?

I became one in a long line...

of Immortal Iron Fists.

Living w*apon.

The sworn enemy of the Hand.

Wait, what's that?
Sworn enemy of who?

The sworn enemy of the Hand.

What exactly does that mean?

It is my duty to destroy the Hand.

And this is something you can do?
You can destroy the Hand?

I am the only one who can do it.

Please...

Harold, you have to get me out of here.

Oh, don't worry.
I'll take care of everything.

Right now...

you should just go back to sleep.

Look up everything you can
on the Iron Fist.

Iron Fist.
Yes, sir.

- Thanks.
- Mmm-hmm.

Hey...

Does this look like the guy
who was in here the other day?

I couldn't really say.

This whole thing has me so rattled.
Um, I just...

You know, if this really is Danny,
then what we're doing to him...

it's pretty shitty.

You said it's probably not him.

Yeah. Probably not.

Well, if it is him,

he's going about proving it
in a really strange way.

Honestly, what other options does he have?

I need to have these
messengered somewhere.

Hi.

Me again.

Sorry to interrupt,

but I was hoping we could make a trade.

Oh, yeah?

What kind of trade?

If you sign these...

then...

I will leave you this.

- $50,000?
- You could do a lot with that.

This must be very important to you.

It is.

If I sign this, then what do you do?

I just want everyone to be safe.

My sister, you, myself,
even the man in question.

With your backing,

I can assure that he gets
the long-term help that he needs.

Heather!

Special delivery.

What is it?

From Joy Meachum.

You have a visitor.

Is it Joy?

You okay?

No.

They've got me
on all kinds of dr*gs.

Why?

To keep me safe.

Didn't expect to see you.

You figure out a way
to get me out of here?

Why would Ward Meachum want me
to sign papers that say you're dangerous?

Because the family thinks I'm a thr*at
to them.

And why would they think that?

I'm guessing because I'm Danny Rand

and I probably own
more than half the company.

Wait a minute.
Danny Rand, as in Rand Enterprises?

Yeah.

It couldn't be something simple.

It is simple.

The Meachums are trying to bribe me.

They got plenty of money.

You gonna sign the papers?

Are you dangerous?

To them?

Very dangerous.

And to me?

No, of course not.

You must know that. Otherwise,
why would you come here to see me?

I don't know sh*t.

I'm trying to figure out what's going on.

Every word I have ever told you
is the truth.

Okay.

Okay. But, really,
I can't be involved in this.

Okay.

I understand.

Uh, just one last favor.

What?

Deliver these to Joy Meachum.

Someone's here to see you.

A Colleen Wing.

She says she has a message from Danny.

Show her in.

Thanks.

I got no clue what I'm doing here.

Danny asked me to give this to you.

Oh, my God.

It is Danny.

Let your brother know
I'm not signing these.

My God.

What was Colleen Wing doing here?

She didn't sign them.

Danny sent all but the brown M&M's.

That supposed to mean something?

Yes.

When... when we were kids...

we would eat them together.
All but the brown ones.

Nobody would know that but Danny.

Joy, I'm sorry, but a bunch of M&M's
doesn't prove anything.

It does.

This is Danny, Ward.

I have been in denial this whole time,
but this is definite proof.

We gotta get him out of that place.
We've... we've got to talk to him.

No, Joy. Not now.
We've already discussed this.

Whoever he is,
he is in a safe place right now.

The best thing to do is wait until we get
a full report from the doctors there,

and then we can consider our next step.

Ward, no...

Joy, I insist.

Jesus, Ward, what are you so afraid of?

You should be a little more like dad.
Yeah? Grow some balls.

I was just going to see you.

My 72 hours are almost up.

Time to let me go.

I'm gonna be making
that decision very soon.

I did a little research last night,

and, uh, I want to ask you
a few questions.

When you were a kid,
where did you go to school?

Um...

down the hall to our library.

I was homeschooled.
My, uh... my mom taught me.

Any other teachers?

There was, uh, Mrs. Valdez for art.

Mrs. Krol for music.

Mr. Miller, PE.

How does this make sense?

How does what make sense?

Danny...

And I do mean Danny, because...

I believe you're the real Danny Rand.

Where have you been
the last 15 years?

- I've... I've been away.
- Away, yes.

I know. But where?

What... what you said before
about, uh, a monastery, is that all true?

Yeah.

- In China?
- In... in K'un-Lun.

K'un-Lun. Where is that?

It exists in another dimension.

Another dimension?

Yeah.

It only appears on this earthly plane
every 15 years...

give or take,
depending on the celestial tilt.

Oh.

Is this all a part of you
trying to focus your chi?

Yeah.

If I can focus my chi,
then I can summon the Iron Fist.

And the Iron Fist is...

The Iron Fist is...

It's me.

Can I go now?

Are you Danny Rand,
or are you the Iron Fist?

I'm... I'm both.

Danny...

I believe you've been
through some great trauma.

Your plane crashed. You lost your parents
You barely survived yourself.

And I'm guessing
things didn't get better after that.

I believe all that.

But the rest...

Danny, sometimes when our circumstances
are too overwhelming to deal with,

we create a false reality,

one that...

helps us deal with the loss and suffering.

I, uh...

We... we give ourselves superpowers,
secret identities, Iron Fists...

things that make us feel strong, special.

I... I... I don't think I understand.

If you want me to give it a medical label,

I'm gonna suggest
that you have an anxiety disorder

with psychotic features.

- Wait, no.
- No, this should be taken as good news,

because now it means
we can make a plan for treatment.

I don't want to make
any false predictions.

This... this will take time.

No, you need to let me out of here.

Danny, for your own safety,
I can't release you now.

I'm telling the truth.

I have the power of the Iron Fist.

If I can summon
my chi, I can...

I can focus my energy into my hand,

creating a powerful w*apon.

Okay.

That's a new one on me. But...

I do know that ever since the incident,

I'm seeing a lot more people who
honestly believe they have super powers.

I am the Iron Fist.

I'm happy for you to convince me.

Do... do you want to show me
the Iron Fist?

Let's see how it works.

I can't.

Not... not until
you take me off these dr*gs.

What I'd like for you to do...

is to open yourself to the possibility
that there is no Iron Fist.

Just... Danny Rand.

A young man...

who suffered an unspeakable tragedy.

We'll talk about this tomorrow.

Looks like more people are beginning
to realize this is the real Danny Rand.

I found nothing on Iron Fist.

There's a beer named Iron Fist,
a clothing line,

but nothing helpful.

A mystery.

As it stands, purchasing this property

will provide an inroad
to domestic production,

which will prove
very valuable down the line.

If you take a look at the prospectus...

Excuse me.

Sorry, I have to take this.

- What?
- Oh, you sound a little testy.

I was in the middle of a meeting,

a meeting about buying warehouses
in Brooklyn, which I'm only holding

because you insisted.

Well, this is more important.

I'm listening.

I've become convinced
that our friend is who he says he is.

We need to have him moved.

As soon as possible. Tonight.

Good. Good.

Finally.

But, uh, look, I don't want to be involved
in whatever solution you have in mind.

I... I don't do that kind of thing.

Have some of your men do it.

What are you talking about?

What are you planning to do with him?

We're putting him somewhere safe.

Somewhere safe?

We can't risk him falling
into the hands of anyone else.

He said he is the sworn enemy of the Hand.

Do you realize
how important that could be?

No, not really.

Well, if it's true,
Danny may be of great value to me.

- Dad...
- We still have that house on Long Island,

right on the water.

Let's move him there
with a dozen or so men to keep...

Dad, why?

Why are we protecting him?

Aren't you listening?
Danny may be of great value to me.

This is just crazy, Dad.

Nothing good will come of this.

Ward...

do as I ask.

Tonight.

Yes, sir.

It's me.

There's been a change of plans
with the patient.

Hey! You're being moved.

Gotta put this on. Hospital rules.

Where am I going?

He's all yours.

Ward Meachum sends his regards.