04x04 - Hope Patrol

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Theme music playing...

Torminox speaking...

The night was dark.

The darkness had such a hold,

not even the moon
would dare show its face.

My whole body b*rned
with frostbite

as I trudged
through the cold mountain air.

After days of climbing,

there it was.

A museum perched
in an impossible place.

I pounded on the door

and finally found the man
I had come to see.

Horst Eismann.

An unseemly curator of
rare and mysterious artifacts.

Before my father Niles
passed away,

he traded this necklace
to Horst

in order to help me
and The Doom Patrol.

But I desperately
needed it back.

I told him that
if I had the necklace,

I might be able to conjure
my father from the afterlife

and tell him all the things I
had never had a chance to say.

He just glared down at me.

"No"

was the only word
he could be bothered to utter.

If he wasn't going to give me
my father's necklace,

I'd have to take it back.

Once I had the necklace,

my friends Crystal
and The Dead Boys

helped me summon my father

and...

our reunion was everything
I'd hoped it be.

This necklace

kept my father alive so he could
spend nearly 100 years with me.

And even though he's gone,
I know he'll always be in here.

No matter how impossible
the odds may seem,

love always wins out.

"f*ck off and die"?

How many times are we
going to come back and do this?

As long as it takes
for our message to stick.

Let's get to work, ladies.

♪ I got this loving feeling ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ You give me something
To believe in ♪

♪ Everybody say ♪

♪ "What are you on brother? ♪

♪ Give me some of that" ♪

♪ I can't get enough ♪

♪ No, I just can't get enough ♪

Survived another day
out there, ladies.

Can't wait to get home.

Stop!

Cut it out.

You want me
to say something?

Dude.

Let's just go.

♪ I got this loving feeling ♪

♪ Oh♪

♪ You give me something
To believe in ♪

♪ Give me some of that ♪

♪ I can't get enough
No, I just can't get enough ♪

Thanks, Danny.

There's no place like, oh...

Okay, come on now.

Now you know I love you, D.

But it looks like we're hitting
maximum occupancy here.

You holding up okay?

I know, baby.

We all are.

I'm fine.

I'm not a kid anymore, Danny.

Please stop hovering.

Is she okay?

What?

If I promise
not to ask if you're okay,

can I come in?

Fine.

If Danny sent you,

I'll tell you the same thing
I told them.

I don't need anybody
to help me.

I'm just here to ask if you
wanted to do a little karaoke,

- but I'm guessing the answer...
- No.

You sure?

We can do Pure Imagination.

- Ooh.
- Mmm-hmm.

Definitely no.

Okay.

I get it.

After the day I've had,
I would love nothing more

than to lock myself
in my dressing room

and curl up into a ball.

Why Maura Lee?

What happened to you?

Are you okay?

Oh, I'm fine, Dorothy.

It's not worth getting into,
but thank you for asking.

- I was going to ask.
- Mmm-hmm.

The point is,

whenever I feel like
nobody gets me,

I put on my best wig,

sashay onstage, and belt
one out to the back row.

You can't help but feel seen
in the spotlight.

That's nice.

If you ever need to talk, you
know we're always here, right?

I do know that.

You are always here.

Danny is always here.

None of you will do what I ask
and just leave me alone.

Well, it's hard for Danny
to leave you alone

when you're sitting
right on top of them.

You know,

you shouldn't take Danny
for granted.

Believe me when I tell you things
are tough out there right now.

More than ever,
people need Danny.

We're very lucky to have a
safe space to come home to.

Space Case.

This your girl?

She seems very... peppy.

She's awesome, actually.

She saves the universe
from bad guys.

She's never afraid
to do what she has to.

Okay.

Sorry.

Okay, no tea, no shade.

You can't stay cooped up in
your room like this every day.

We've been down this road
before, remember?

Maybe you should get out
a little more.

Didn't you literally just tell
me how bad it is out there?

Well, you can take care
of yourself.

Don't you got all those little
imaginary friends to back you up?

Okay. Thank you.

- Are we done here?
- Oh, excuse me, Ms. Thang.

This Veruca Salt routine
is getting really tired.

So maybe pull it back
a tad, okay?

What do you want from me?

I want you to quit
sitting around here

reading about
someone else's adventures,

and go have some of your own.

I'm fine where I am.

It doesn't seem like it.

Where else am I going to go?

What about the Doom Patrol?

Don't you think
that's what Niles would want?

No.

He'd be thrilled, actually.

I'm right back in my
prison cell where I belong.

Okay.

If you don't feel like any of us
understand what you're going through,

try to find someone who can.

Make new friends. Got it.

Hello?

What's going on?

Asa Diamonds?

That you?

Go back inside.

- I'm not a little...
- I said go!

Asa?

Honey?

You okay?

Where did everyone...

Oh, sh*t.
Dorothy, I'm coming in.

Danny, you gotta jump,
like now, okay?

Dorothy, get away
from that...

- It can't be.
- You know these things?

They look just like...

They're the bad guy's foot
soldiers from my comic book.

Dorothy, sweetie,

now might be a good time to introduce
us to your friend, the Candleman.

He can't help us.

- From what I heard, I'm pretty sure he can...
- He can't.

The only one who knows
how to deal with these things

is...

Space Case?

Heya, kid.

Is this...

- Did I...
- Listen, I'd love to do proper intros,

but we better shake a leg.

If the Vectra are here, that
means he can't be far behind.

Who?

Torminox.

Hmm.

What the hell did that
TurboTax guy do to them?

Torminox.

That no-good chrome dome
turns anyone he wants

into his own personal
storm troopers.

They're called the Vectra.

But our people are still in there
somewhere, right? We can fix them?

First we've got to fix
that Torminox right good.

But not to worry.

Space Case is on the case.

Cool.

I've gone up against that
purple-faced chuckle head 143 times.

You know how many times
I won?

- I'm guessing one...
- 143 times.

So if that slimy space
scoundrel rears his ugly head,

I'll be sure to give him
the old one-two.

Until then, it may be best to
make a quick getaway and regroup.

How?

Do you have a hyper-speed
capable, titanium alloy,

intergalactic starship?

It's in the shop.

Oh. Hmm.

Well, we may be able to...

Holy mackerel,
what's that?

What's what?

Whenever I suck in
air through my nose,

I can sense something.

Oh, it's giving me a strange,
empty feeling in my...

stomach.

It's making me...

Hungry?

I guess so.

What do I do?

Here.

Mmm.

Mmm!

Great Caesar's ghost!

That is top notch!

Okay, sweetie,
you're up at a Katy Perry.

And I'm going to need you to
bring it way down to an Alicia Keys.

Dorothy? A word?

Mmm.

So...

are you really out here
trying to tell me...

that this crazy ass white lady is
some kind of fictional character?

Yes.

- How?
- I don't know.

Those things were banging
on our door,

and then, I had a comic,

and then... poof!

And I thank you
for that poof.

I do.

But maybe just stuff your cute little
friend back into your head, okay?

That's just it, I can't.

I don't think she's imaginary.

I think maybe somehow...

I pulled her out.

- You can do that?
- Not usually.

My imaginary friends
are all my own creations.

- Is this Tampax?
- Torminox.

- Whatever.
- Yes.

The scuzziest scum-sucking,
space monster in the Galaxy.

Fictional galaxy.

He's also her dad.

This busted ass
eggplant is that girl's daddy?

Well, he wasn't always
like that.

He was Richard Frank
before he became Torminox.

But what does he want
with us?

Maybe Casey would know?

Just a few more bites.

Then after that
Space Case is on the case.

That's one of her
catchphrases.

No, yeah,
I'm getting that.

Does she know
she's not real?

I don't think so.

Should we tell her?

No.

Not yet, at least.

Right now she's our best bet
at getting our friends back.

Okay, we won't tell her.

Tell me what?

- Nothing.
- Now you're my new super-team, right?

- Definitely.
- Are we?

And super-teams
don't keep secrets.

Especially from their
mission commander.

So whatever intel you've got
in the hopper won't phase me.

Promise.

Is this me?

Did someone on your planet
hear about my adventures

and write them
into a picture story?

Not exactly.

You sort of... are the story.

What?

Hey!

Okay, buddy, that's it.

What is she...

Her special power.

Time to pay the electric bill.

Her quips are cheesy,
I know, but I still love them.

- Dorothy.
- What?

Is she about to light up our
friend like a Christmas tree?

Oh, my God.

No, no, no, no, no...

Sorry, Boo.

What are you doing?

That's not a Vectra.

That's one of our friends.

You can't just vaporize them.

Why not?

Because they're not
a comic book character.

This is the real world.

Death is...

Death is permanent here.

The real world?

You're fiction, baby.

Space Case is your
secret identity.

Your real name's Casey Brinke.

What? No.

Who's Casey Brinke?

Definitely not me.

Nope, no way.

And even if I was, there's
no way for you to know that.

Wait, Casey Casey.

I know a lot more than that.

When you were
seven, your father, Richard,

got into a horrible
lab accident.

And it turned him into
the monster he is today.

I know, years later,

your mother faced Torminox

and sacrificed herself
to save the universe.

And, I know Torminox
didn't die in that expl*si*n.

He never dies, does he?

He always finds a way
to come back.

- Yes.
- From that day onward,

you spent years in training,

harnessing the power
you inherited from your mom.

You dedicated
your whole life

to stopping your father
at a great personal cost.

And you've been
fighting him ever since.

One hundred
and forty-three times.

You loved your father once.

But, after he
turned into Torminox,

you knew he was gone.

As far as you're concerned,
he may as well be dead.

How do you know all this?

Where did you get this?

I found them all in
my friend Flex Mentallo's room.

But where did he get them?

I don't know.

He's here.

Run!

Move!

There you are.

- I take it that's...
- Torminox.

In the flesh.
I came for one thing.

And, what's that?

Your necklace.

Give it to me and
no one else need suffer.

No.

Very well then.

No!

What are you doing here?

Blasting you into stardust,

if you don't call off your g*ons
and turn these people back.

I have no quarrel
with you, daughter.

Leave this place. Please...

Please.
What are you...

- You never...
- What are you doing?

You never say please.

I can't.

Finish this.

You have every right
to hate me right now.

But I need you.

Please.

Who are you...

Candlemaker!

Go now.

Come on,
listen to your friend.

I'm so sorry. For everything.

Go!

In here...

What does he want
with my necklace?

I don't know. But whatever
it is, it can't be good.

What happened to you
back there?

I don't know.

How could you stand there
and do nothing?

I'm sorry. That...

What happened to
"Space Case is on the case"?

You never hesitate,

especially when it comes
to your father.

You're right.

I've destroyed Torminox
143 times.

I pushed him into a volcano.

I froze him
in liquid nitrogen.

I hit him with an asteroid.

But something
was different this time.

I felt something.

What?

Well...

You said it yourself before.
He always comes back.

But what if this time
he didn't?

When I looked into his eyes,

something came to me.

I'm not even really sure
you could call it a memory,

but he was pushing me
on the swing

and we were happy.

Really happy.

As much as I hate Torminox,

he's all I have left
of my father.

So, if what you say is true and
death is really permanent here

and there's no coming back...

then he'd really be gone

and what would I be left with?

What would I even do
with myself?

Maybe you don't have
to find out.

What do you mean?

Maybe your father
is still in there somewhere.

Maybe you can
get through to him.

No matter how impossible
it might seem to reach someone,

there's always a way.

Just ask Dorothy.

It's true.

You can.

Oh, hell no.

You can't.
It's not safe out there.

Don't care.

Hey, what is your problem?

Haven't you kids
already done enough damage?

If you're going to be out here
spreading that kind of hate,

then best be able
to look me in the...

I'm sorry, I was only
trying to help.

I see what those guys
keep doing to your mural.

Not everyone here feels
the same way they do.

Thank you.

How much paint you got?

I see you've finally
come to your senses.

Let's make this simple.

Your friends for the necklace.

You don't have to do this.

You don't have to be
the villain.

You were something more once.
Remember?

You were my dad.

No!

The necklace.

Now.

This is all I have left
of my father.

I wanted to tell him
all the things I needed to say.

But I never did.

That's of no concern to me.

Can it, Telefax.

What do you mean?

It's a lie.

Candlemaker and I
never went to get this back.

Crystal and the Dead Boys
had to get it for me.

The truth is, I haven't talked
to the Candlemaker in months.

Or any of my friends.

I locked them all away.

Why?

Because they reminded me
too much of my father.

Everyone does. My friends,
Danny, the Doom Patrol.

All they do is remind me of
what I lost.

I thought that if I conjured
him for just a few minutes,

I might be able to tell him
how much I loved him.

But the more time passed,
the more I realized

that's not all
that I needed to say.

I'm not the person
I used to be.

I'm confused.

I'm scared and I'm angry.

And he was supposed
to help me through it.

He kept me a child for so long
and now that I'm finally growing up,

he's not here.

And I hate him for it.

I want to say all of these
things to him.

But maybe some things
are better left unsaid.

She needs her Dad.

f*ck you for turning
your back on that.

Don't blame yourself, Danny.

You've done so much
for everyone here.

But no matter how hard you try,
you can't protect us from everything.

Not by yourself.

I know how hard things
can be out there.

Believe me, I get it.

But, tonight, someone
reminded me that there are still

good people in the world.
People who want to help.

True allies.

And if we ever really want
to change the world,

we need to start living in it.

I think it's time for us
to move on to something new.

Including you, Danny.

Ever since you became an ambulance,
you've been doing triage, honey.

We all know that
you'll always be

a safe space to heal to anyone
and everyone, who needs it.

But it's time we start making
safe spaces of our own.

In the real world.

Does this mean we have
to leave?

But what if we're never ready?

♪ If you feel like singing
A song and you want ♪

♪ Other people to sing along ♪

♪ Just sing what you feel
Don't let anyone say It's wrong ♪

♪ And if you're trying
To paint a picture ♪

♪ But, you're not sure
Which colors belong ♪

♪ Just paint what you see ♪

♪ Don't let anyone say
It's wrong ♪

♪ When there's a light
White light ♪

♪ When there's a light
White light ♪

♪ When there's a light
White light ♪

♪ Inside of you ♪

Is there anything I can do?

Everything my dad
and I ever said,

ever felt,
ever suffered through,

none of it was really ours.

There was something
there, though.

I saw it in his eyes,

just for a second.

I think he can change.

I want to meet
whoever wrote our story

and make them
write us a new one.

I could use the change
of scenery.

Need any help?

♪ There are rules
That I'm meant to break ♪

♪ You could call this
A great mistake ♪

♪ We could always
Play it safe ♪

♪ But that's no fun ♪

♪ We could run ♪

♪ We could run ♪

♪ Hold me close
And hold me fast ♪

Thank you, Danny.

♪ Some moments Meant
to last This ain't one ♪

♪ We could run ♪

Where to?

Cloverton.

♪ We could run ♪

♪ We could run ♪

Immortus will rise.

I did what you asked.

Good.

I need to be the man
I was for Casey.

You're certain Immortus
can help?

Oh, yes.

When Immortus rises,
our pasts will be cleansed.

We'll have everything
we've ever dreamed of.

And I assure you,
Immortus will rise.

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