Previously on Gotham...
My best wishes to Commissioner Essen.
Welcome back, Jim.
I don't know how you pulled this off, but I'm glad you did.
Sometimes the right way is also the ugly way.
There's been an incident at Arkham Asylum.
Six inmates have escaped.
Barbara Kean was one of them.
Oh, my God.
The world sees criminal lunatics.
I see brilliance.
Gotham would tremble before you.
"I beg of you, my son, please choose happiness,
"unless you feel a calling.
"A true calling."
Mr. Mayor.
- No! - You want to know what I really am?
- Yes, sir. - Shall I tell you?
Please, please.
At heart,
- I'm an ardent student of human nature. - Oh.
Fascinating paradox, we are.
So wise, and yet so foolish.
So brave, and yet so fearful.
For instance, this is a glass jar.
Inside it is a hairy spider. A tarantula, I guess, but I'm no expert.
In a minute, I'm going to open that little hatch in the front of your box,
I'm going to drop the spider inside and I'm going to close it.
- No, no! - That's choice A.
Choice B, I open the hatch,
you speak to your lovely secretary Maggie on the telephone,
you tell her you've run away with some woman,
you'll be sending written instructions shortly.
So which is it, choice A or choice B?
Choice B, please. Please, choice B.
The telephone. Of course.
It's human nature.
See? There is no spider.
But if you don't do what I ask, you'll wish there was one.
Why are you doing this to me?
Don't fret so.
You're part of a great endeavor,
a great cleansing.
Monsters are coming, Mr. Mayor.
Monsters who will cleanse this city
in blood and fire.
Can you confirm that? Yeah? Okay.
Because we're going to roll with that right away.
You've got to confirm it though. Do you understand?
Otherwise, you can get in a lot of trouble.
What the hell is this?
"Where is Mayor James? Who is his mystery lover?"
No one cares who the mayor is banging.
You can do better than this, people.
Now go out and get me some headlines, damn it!
Yeah. All right, all right.
Oh, my goodness!
Oh, my God!
Perfect.
Next.
Mister X.
A little to the right.
Okay, that's the spot.
Perfect.
What shall we do with the spare?
Oh.
I know.
Aaron, would you kindly?
Now, that's a headline.
You all know what we're facing here.
Forty-eight hours ago, six criminally-insane inmates
were busted out of Arkham Asylum.
Yesterday, four of those inmates broke into Yellen Shipyard,
kidnapped seven workers, then dropped them off
the roof of the Gotham Gazette.
As of now, we still have no leads
on the person or persons behind the breakout.
Jim Gordon's lead. Jim.
These are our targets.
Jerome Valeska, 18 years old. Matricide.
Arnold Dobkins, schizophrenic. Poisoner, rapist.
Aaron Helzinger. Killed his entire family with his bare hands.
Robert Greenwood. Killed and then ate a dozen women.
Barbara Kean. Killed her parents.
We're going to work this in groups of four.
I'll hand out assignments throughout the day.
Alvarez is my coordinating officer. Any questions?
Let's get to work.
Fine job yesterday, gentlemen.
We opened big. The whole city knows your name now.
So, bravo. Let's give ourselves a round of applause.
Now that we have Gotham's attention, it's time for the Maniax
to make a grand entrance.
Wasn't that it?
That was the overture.
Now the audience is hushed, expectant.
The curtain rises...
Then what happens?
Oh, then we confront Gothamites with their most primal fears.
Take from them all they hold dear and sacred.
And then what happens?
Why, then we offer them salvation. And then they are ours.
Let's get busy, man.
Patience. First, you gentlemen need to learn a little stagecraft.
- Stagecraft? - You're going to be on TV.
You have to present yourselves with style and vigor.
Dobkins, say, "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen."
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Again, with a smile.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
You.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Not bad. Sinister and authoritative.
Never mind.
Jerome.
Ladies and gentlemen, good evening!
Very good. Boyishly charming.
The laugh is fabulous. Use that.
Ow!
Ow! Ow!
Oh!
Now me.
I am so glad that you two are getting along.
But we're a little busy here, so if you could leave the poor mayor alone.
- We're bored. - Yeah.
Why do the boys get to have all the fun?
Your time is coming. I told you.
You haven't killed him, have you?
No, I don't think so.
Nope, hanging in there.
When? When is my time coming?
Soon, very soon.
Why don't you tell me about James Gordon?
What do you want to know?
It's hard to believe.
My father's been sneaking down here for years,
and I never even knew about it.
That makes two of us, doesn't it?
Wait. Let's just think about this.
Are you certain you want to turn that bloody thing on?
Of course I'm certain.
Have you thought it through, Master Bruce?
This computer could contain all my father's research into Wayne Enterprises.
All this time, I've been looking for a smoking gun, and here it is.
Exactly, a smoking gun. Now, guns are for grown-ups, aren't they?
It's a metaphor, Alfred, not an argument.
Here it is.
It's working! It's working.
What are you doing? Alfred, stop! What are you doing?
What are you doing, Alfred? Alfred, stop it! It's ruined!
It's ruined! What's wrong with you? Why would you do that? Answer me!
It had to be done, Master Bruce.
This was the key to exposing Wayne Enterprises.
Everything that I've worked for, everything my dad worked for
is now gone! Because of you!
If I'd known what was down here, I would have never helped get you in.
I mean, look around you. Look, look. Liters of blood.
A bulletproof vest with two slugs in it!
Guns, weapons!
I mean, whatever's on that computer probably killed your father,
and I'll be damned if I see you suffer the same fate, Master Bruce.
I'm trying to protect you.
I'm trying to keep you safe.
I want you to go.
- Look, I know that you're-- - No.
- Upset, and it's been-- - Alfred.
I want you to go and never come back. Do you understand me?
You're fired.
Very well, Master Bruce. As you wish.
Ooh, shiny!
Give that back.
I saw it first.
No, you didn't. I said give it back.
Make me, you little brat.
Ooh!
Your samurai skills are excellent, Greenwood-san,
but they are nothing compared to me.
Prepare to die!
That's enough! I said...
I tried to stop them.
Boys, we're a team.
We don't fight amongst ourselves.
Yeah, we're a team, boys.
And I'm the captain.
Captain of my foot.
I've murdered a dozen women, terrorized the city.
What have you done? Chop up your mommy?
Everybody has to start somewhere.
See, I have vision, and ambition, and brains.
You're just a nutty old cannibal.
How many people can you eat before that shtick gets old?
I could eat one more.
I can see we're going to have to resolve this one, once and for all.
You all know this game, right?
Oh, love it.
Who wants to be the boss?
Ladies first.
Hey, Greenwood, what's the secret to good comedy?
Timing. And what's courage?
Grace under pressure.
And who's the boss?
I'm the boss.
I believe you are, Jerome. I believe you are.
Arigato, sensei.
Whoo! Hee!
Thank you.
Four lunatics and Barbara?
Brother, you got no luck.
I told you civilian life was better, didn't I?
Yeah, you did. Actually, that's kind of why I'm here.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
What are you doing here?
Jim, you remember Scotty, my girlfriend?
- Fiancée. - Right, my fiancée.
Yeah. Scotty, good to see you.
Relax, honeybun. We're just talking.
Oh, like hell, you are. He's going to ask you to come back to work.
He didn't ask me anything. We're just having a chat.
Oh, is that right?
Is that why you're here, Detective, just to have a chat?
No. No, she's right. Harvey, I need your help. The case is a bear.
We're short-handed, and I was thinking maybe you could...
He has a life. The answer is no. He is not coming back.
Hon. I'm telling him no.
But it's like she said.
I have a life.
I get it. I get it.
I'm happy for you. Just a thought.
- Wish me luck. - Good luck.
Jim, one last thing. One last thought from your Uncle Harvey.
These Maniax killed a bunch of people from the shipyard, right?
Yellen Shipyard, yeah.
Why there? They could've gone anywhere, killed anyone.
But these lunatics specifically chose that shipyard. I wonder why.
Good to see you. Scotty.
Yeah, I'll call you back. Commissioner.
Tell me something good, please.
- Harvey isn't coming back. - That's not good.
But he did suggest a lead that panned out nicely.
Turns out the Maniax stole a refueling truck from the shipyard yesterday.
Why wasn't it reported?
It was one of over a hundred service vehicles.
Took a while to track down the entire fleet.
But when we did, we found that one was missing.
Fully loaded with gasoline.
You get a license plate?
And a description of the vehicle. Put out an APB.
God, I'm so glad you're back, Jim.
Me, too.
Wish I could say the same for Bullock.
I can't believe he's really gone.
He's a cop. He was born to be a cop.
Not anymore. He's a happy man.
I didn't have it in me to push him.
You ever think about that?
Walking away, I mean.
No. You?
I did, for a long time.
But not anymore?
I've sat back and watched old, corrupt, lazy men
buy their way into this job and waste it. Not me, Jim.
Not me.
- A new day. - You're damn right.
I'd just like to say it's been an honor
and a privilege to serve you and your family, sir.
Thank you.
If you need any references, I'll be happy to provide them.
Is that all you're taking with you?
It's all I have, sir.
Right. Well, oh, dear.
Yes, I best be off. I've got a train to catch.
Goodbye, sir.
Goodbye, Alfred.
Beg your pardon, sir?
I said goodbye.
Yes.
Goodbye, sir.
I spy with my little eye, something that is...
Yellow.
Score, Gotham, score! We want more! Hit them where it hurts
and knock them to the floor!
Whoo!
Yay, Gotham!
Oh, hello, Ms. Kringle.
Hello, Mr. Nygma.
How is your day going?
Fine.
Um, question for you.
- Yes? - Um...
Did you know that house flies hum in the key of F?
No. No, I did not know that.
Okay, then.
- Well, uh, bye. - Bye.
Damn it! We agreed you were going to ask her out.
We didn't agree to ask her, we agreed to think about asking her.
But there's no point. She doesn't like you.
Maybe she'll like me. You ever consider that?
Maybe she'll like me.
I got confidence. Ladies love that.
No, she won't like you.
She won't. Go away.
Please, just go away!
Hey.
Whoo!
Ah!
We got a sighting of the stolen truck. Yeavely Park.
I want you all to know this was a very difficult decision for us.
It was between you and a senior citizen bingo party.
In the end, we decided to skew a little younger.
Youth won the day. Sorry.
Give me an O!
- I said give me an O. - O.
- Give me an N. - N.
- Give me another O! - O!
What does that spell?
- "O" no! - "O" no!
Do it, do it, do it!
Ready? Okay!
This is so embarrassing.
Anyone got a light?
I do.
Stand your ground, boys. They can't shoot at the bus.
Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
Aaron, Greenwood, get the truck started. We're gonna blow this barbeque!
Light 'em up!
I want to go home!
- Everybody okay? - Yeah.
Who broke you out, Dobkins?
You're gonna have to talk sooner or later. Tell me now.
I'm a victim here, sir. I was coerced, abducted and coerced.
- By who? - If I tell you that,
I gotta get some kind of guaran--
Get back! Get back!
I understand you were just trying to protect me.
But there's nothing,
nothing that you can do to stop me from carrying out my father's work.
I know that now.
I don't want you to go, Alfred.
But you're either with me, or you're against me.
And if you're against me, I don't have a choice.
I'm with you, Master Bruce. I've always been with you.
But what you're doing is tantamount to suicide.
This is big boy stuff. You're too young. You're not ready.
Then make me ready.
You've lived a dangerous life, and you survived.
So teach me. Teach me how to do the same.
I'll do whatever it takes. I'll train every day.
Yeah, but you said that before, didn't you?
That was before. Now I know the truth!
And I know what I have to do.
I'll even go back to school, if you want.
School, even?
If I agree to help you, to make you ready,
you must do exactly as I say and when I say it, with no exceptions.
Is that understood?
Understood.
But, in return, you must fix that computer.
Fix it? How on Earth am I gonna do that?
That's not my problem. I'm not the one who broke it.
High caliber, high velocity.
Judging by the size of the wounds, it was definitely shot from some distance.
Someone knew how to shoot.
Who, damn it?
And why cheerleaders? Where's the motive?
They didn't even ask for a ransom.
They want headlines. They want mass panic.
- Well, they got it. - Yeah.
Let's see if we can't ID that bullet. Never know your luck.
- Holding up? - Holding up.
Love you.
Likewise.
Gin and tonic, please, uh, guv'nor. Ice and a slice.
Nice place.
It is.
- Been here before, then, have you? - It's my regular spot.
Oh, right, you're a local. Nice.
Don't I know you?
Do you?
Yeah...
You're that Mr. Fox, that scientific chap from Wayne Enterprises, isn't ya?
That is me.
Alfred Pennyworth. Young Master Bruce Wayne's guardian.
Ah, yes!
It's a funny old game, though, isn't it?
Coincidence. I mean, me bumping into you like this. I mean...
I was just thinking about you.
Hmm.
Okay, Mr. Pennyworth, I'll bite. What were you thinking about me?
Oh, Alfred, please.
Please, Lucius.
Lucius. Lucius.
You know, I once knew this geezer called Onslow
in the Isle of Dogs, in the East End of London.
Lairy little scallywag he was.
He was too smiley by half. Never trusted him.
Anyway, one day, Lucius, he comes bowling up to me
and he asks me to do him this right, iffy favor.
It doesn't matter what it was.
The point being, against my better judgment,
I agreed to do it.
But Lucius, I told him, I told him straight.
I said, "You let me down, Onslow,
"I will tuck you up, sunshine, like a kipper."
He swears blind, swears on his mother's grave he'd never do such a thing.
But, of course, he did. Couldn't help himself. He let me down.
So I tucked him up.
Like a kipper.
What is a kipper?
It's a type of smoked fish.
Very nice with eggs and brown toast for breakfast.
But what I learned from Onslow is this.
There are two types of people on this planet, you see.
Them you can trust
and them you can't.
I cannot disagree.
Which kind are you?
Both kinds of people would give you the same answer, wouldn't they?
Exactly. Exactly right.
There lieth the problem, Lucius. You see, I need to confide in you.
But I need to know that you're trustworthy.
Perhaps I should decline your confidence. I don't like the sound of these kippers.
Yeah, well, it's a bit late for that, unfortunately.
I mean, it's you after all, Lucius, that created this mess
when you told young Master Bruce that his dear old dead dad was a stoic.
- Ah. - Ah. Exactly. See, there's the problem.
I got no one else to turn to.
I have to confide in you.
- I see. - Do you?
Let me just be crystal clear about this.
If it turns out
that I can't trust you,
I swear on my mother's grave,
you, my old sausage,
are a dead man.
I have only the best intentions for Bruce Wayne.
Well, another gin and tonic, please, uh, guv'nor.
And whatever this young man's drinking, one for yourself.
How are you at fixing computers?
Hey, Alvarez.
Yo.
Let Ballistics know we got a red-ball for them, will ya?
On it.
Gordon.
Hello, Jim. It's Barbara.
Hi, Barbara. How are you?
Oh, me? I'm fabulous. How are you?
I'm good. What's new?
Mr. Cool Guy, huh?
You must be so mad at me.
Listen to me. If you turn yourself in, I can help you.
How, Jim? By taking me back to Arkham? I don't think so.
You're sick.
Of course. Everything's always my fault. So typical.
Listen to me. I know you, Barbara. I know you.
You're a good, kind woman.
This isn't you.
You could always make me laugh.
How do I look?
I need to talk to Commissioner Essen right away. It's an emergency.
Yeah, go ahead, she's right upstairs.
I'm sorry, sir, you said this was...
Yo, Commish.
Yeah.
Heard you were looking for us.
What the hell are...
Put him down!
Barbara! Don't move.
You're wrong about me, Jim.
I tried telling you, but you never listen.
I'm listening now.
Yeah, sure you are. Now.
Come on.
Let's go talk this through, huh?
Oh, it's too late for that.
Ow.
Aaron.
That's enough.
I'm not sick, I'm free.
You don't get that.
I could explain it, but you should probably get back to work.
Who knows what went wrong while you were gone.
No, please!
Hell of a first week you're having, Commissioner.
I wish I could tell you that things were gonna get better for you.
They're not.
Help.
Here, bring that up here.
Get a better angle of the room.
Why are you doing this?
To rule the world.
Blah, blah, blah. But we'll settle for some dead cops and some good PR.
- Kidding. - Yeah, whatever, I get it.
You're just crazy.
Crazy?
Look at me.
You can see I'm not crazy.
Very soon, little man, you will be dead,
and the world will go on without you.
You'll be nothing. No one will even remember your name.
Mmm...
No. That is where you're wrong, old lady.
We will leave a mark on this city.
We will spread across it like a virus.
Do you know why?
There's nothing more contagious than laughter.
My line.
There's nothing more contagious than laughter.
That was strangely pleasant. Do it again.
Oh!
That's gonna leave a mark.
You got me.
My turn.
Lee.
Jim!
You hurt?
No, I was in my office and I heard gunfire, and I hid.
Where were you?
Barbara was here. She lured me away.
Essen!
It's okay. Just breathe. Breathe. Come on.
Hang on, Cap. Hang on.
Boss. Boss. Stay with me.
Breathe.
It's a new day, Jim.
This is
indeed broken.
- I have a lot of questions for you. - Ah, I imagine so.
Did my father tell you everything?
Heavens, no. Your father, he was a very private man.
He had to be.
I simply helped with technical resources, like this computer.
Do you know what's on it?
No. I didn't wanna know, to be honest.
- But you can fix it? - Mmm, I should think so.
But it is going to take some time.
Well, uh, thank you, for your help.
I loved your father.
I regret that I never told him so.
I regret that I didn't help him more.
Hand me the soldering iron, will you?
Yeah.
Master Bruce.
What is it, Alfred?
Okay. How you doing, Mr. Nygma?
Okay, two aspirin for you. You're welcome.
Detective Gordon!
Bruce.
I heard the news.
I was worried something happened to you.
I'm very relieved.
Me, too.
The last time that we met, I was very hard on you.
I wanted to apologize.
You've been a really good friend.
She was a good woman.
Good cop.
It's good to see you, but you don't have to do this.
Let's not talk about it.
We are who we are, right?
No use fighting it.
What did Scotty say?
She'll understand,
or she won't.
Guys. You need to see this.
I'm reporting live from the scene of the G.C.P.D. massacre.
We have just obtained video footage of the attack
recorded by one of the assailants.
I wanna warn those of you watching, what you're about to see is very graphic.
Hello, Gotham City! We're the Maniax.
And I'm Jerome, the shot-caller of our little gang.
We're here to spread the message of wisdom and hope.
Some people have no manners.
You're all prisoners.
What you call sanity is just a prison in your minds
that stops you from seeing that you're just tiny, little cogs
in a giant absurd machine.
Wake up!
Why be a cog?
Be free like us.
Just like him!
Smile!
Oh, time to go.
But don't worry, we'll be back very soon.
Hang on to your hats, folks, 'cause you ain't seen nothing yet!
English - SDH