Gotham Knights (2023) s01e07 Episode Script

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Previously on "Gotham Knights"
TURNER: They think I killed my
dad because I wanted his money.
We're gonna find who
really killed my dad.
HARPER: It's literally impossible
for Felix Harmon to be the Talon.
If he really is 130 years old
and still in fighting shape,
who knows what he can survive?
[WHEEZE]
Felix Harmon had a daughter.
Beware the Court of Owls
that watches all the time.
HARVEY: Lincoln.
Have you met my wife Rebecca?
HARVEY: No. I don't believe I have.
Wait. We can't do this again.
That coin you showed me,
it means you're marked for death.
Ugh
[THUD]
CULLEN: They called
us the Gotham Knights.
HARPER: I'll take that
over Bruce Wayne's killers.
What do you think's gonna happen
when they realize their new heroes
are also their most wanted fugitives?
[DISTANT SIREN]
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
[ALARM BLARING]
Backup. I need backup.
- Uh!
- Uh!
- Yah!
- Uh!
[GUNSHOTS]
Uh!
[BULLETS CLATTER]
Uh!
Uh!
Uh!
Ugh!
Huh!
If you're just joining us this morning,
our top story is the latest in a string
of high-profile art heists
that has swept the city in recent days.
City Hall was the target last night,
and, while authorities won't confirm
which of the many high-priced items
was stolen, a source
close to the investigation
suggests the stolen
piece is worth millions.
Under pressure to catch the thief,
Commissioner Val Soto
announced this morning
that the GCPD enlisted the help
of noted criminologist
Detective Sophia Green.
Now, Gothamites may remember Green
as the detective who brought down
notorious burglar Margaret Pye,
otherwise known as Magpie.
WOMAN, ON TV: Well, I don't
know about you, Lynette,
but I think this sounds like a job
for our new local heroes
the Gotham Knights.
The mysterious vigilantes
recently brought down
a drug-smuggling ring
And we'll be taking a hard pass
on overpriced swirls of paint.
There's a little bit
more to them than that.
You seriously want
to stick your neck out
to collect pretty
things for rich people?
"Collecting pretty things
for rich people" describes
about almost every
job we've ever pulled.
DUELA: Well, yeah, but you were paid
cash money to do those jobs.
There's this video of the Gotham Knights
papering the streets with millions.
Yeah, that thing, and it went viral.
Why do they have to keep replaying
the worst day of my life?
Well, at least we didn't walk
away from that empty-handed.
Speak for yourself.
We got the ledger.
I'm not sure what we get from
an art history field trip.
What, so those paintings
just get sold on the black market,
public never gets to see them again
because cultural artifacts
aren't as sexy as a mob day planner?
- 100%.
- Exactly.
God forbid we try and save anything
that'll outlast ourselves.
It's not that.
It's just, we have way
bigger problems right now
Well, you're right about that.
MM Good Doughnuts was out
of strawberry frosted with sprinkles.
That's my favorite flavor.
How's Brody doing?
His dad's in a coma
with a hole through him,
and the attacker's still at large,
so not great,
and nobody can tell
him who did it or why.
Then it probably won't
comfort him to know
that it was an assassin
as old as the light bulb,
and until we can figure out
how the Talon's lived so long,
we've got about as
many answers as Brody.
There might be a way to find out.
Yeah? How?
I said I'd get you
answers, not give them.
Anybody else worried about that?
CULLEN: I'm just glad the Talon's
on someone else's radar besides ours.
Yeah. It might be helpful if Harvey Dent
could clue the GCPD in to who did it
instead of going with "unknown,
sword-wielding assailant"
that he couldn't see
because the power went out.
Harvey's smart enough to know
that would make him sound insane.
If he goes public with
that, he's gonna sound
like a crazy conspiracy theorist.
And he's ahead in the polls.
He knows he can help us more
if he's doing it from
the mayor's office.
If he gets elected.
[EKG BEEPING]
[KNOCKS ON DOOR]
Harvey.
How is he?
He got through the surgery,
but then a few hours later,
it all went south.
He's been in a coma ever since.
Oh. How are you?
Exhausted, stressed
worried.
Want to get some air?
When I heard Lincoln was
attacked at your office,
I panicked.
I'm sure you were
wondering why him, not me.
All I could think about was you.
I can't believe I'm saying this,
but in that moment, I couldn't bear
the thought of something
happening to you.
- To me?
- Mm-hmm.
- Rebecca
- Harvey
what the hell is going on in Gotham?
I don't know,
but until I can get to the bottom of it,
you and Brody need to
get out of the city.
It is not safe, OK?
Now, Rebecca, you can't trust anyone.
Can I trust you?
Of course I can.
MAN: I don't get it.
I mean, first, the
guy doesn't think twice
about tripping the alarm.
Then once the alarms go off,
he just waits for security.
I mean, is he being cocky or just dumb?
SOPHIA: He's being smart.
The thief waits for security to arrive
so he can take them out
because if they're down,
they can't pursue, and
they can't shoot at him
as he makes his way up and out,
and now he has an
18th-century American landscape
to go with the surrealist
piece he stole from the Met
and the abstract
impressionist canvas he boosted
from the Gotham Museum of Art
interesting mix of
paintings he's collecting.
Well, I'm more concerned with
the interesting mix of M.O.s he's using,
I mean, different style of entry
and exit for every heist.
High-end thieves like this,
they spend years honing their craft.
What kind of burglar changes their M.O.
from job to job?
One that doesn't want to get caught.
CARRIE: Got your text. Stolen car?
Hey.
You stole the school's driver's ed. car?
What? When you bring it back,
it's called borrowing, thank you,
and it was surprisingly easy,
I mean, once I figured out
which steering wheel to hot-wire.
Turns out, it's the one you think.
Cool. I'm still wondering why.
We need answers on
how the Talon's so spry
after a quasquicentennial.
- Hmm.
- I looked it up.
And what answers do you
think you're gonna find
in a 4-door educational tool?
Eh, you always do ask
the right questions,
Little Bird, and let's just say
the car isn't the only thing I borrowed.
Ta-da! Look who's back.
[MUFFLED SCREAMING]
Eunice?
TURNER: So you want
help with your homework?
More like extra credit.
Cullen and I were chatting
over coffee and crullers
about the stolen paintings
and the importance of art,
and it kind of got me thinking,
so I did a little digital
digging into the cases.
Trouble is, the paintings
didn't have anything in common.
There's no pattern. Why
steal these, especially when,
as I found out, in
most of the burglaries,
the thief passed over other works of art
that were much more valuable
than the ones that were stolen?
So they're after specific ones.
Or maybe the buyer's
just really eclectic.
Or maybe there actually is a pattern.
Or maybe this is the most
low-stakes mystery ever
and I'm not sure why I should care
about the Case of the Missing
Doodles for Rich People.
What if that rich person was Alan Wayne?
Every painting that was taken was owned
by Alan Wayne at the time of his death.
After that, they changed hands,
moving from gallery to gallery,
owner to owner, but
they all used to be his.
That can't be a coincidence.
Nope. It's a pattern.
And who do we know that's interested
in all things Alan Wayne?
The Court of Owls.
It could be them. Could not be.
I mean, but to really be sure
Is to solve the Case of the
Missing Doodles for Rich People.
Looks like this is a job for
the Gotham Knights after all.
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
This is crazy, even for you.
I know your dad was a villain,
but that does not mean
that you have to be.
This is seriously wrong.
No. This is Gotham, and in Gotham,
villains get things done.
Hey, Eunice, we're gonna
get you out of there, OK,
but you have to be nice.
- Yaah!
- Oh!
- Aah!
- Down!
Do not make me tase you again.
You tased a senior citizen?
I put it on the lowest
setting. It's fine.
This is elder abuse.
Elder abuse? Really?
You want to talk elder abuse?
Just think of what that poor
nursing home staff has to endure.
Trust me, Carrie.
They're probably relieved
to see her gone, OK?
Come on.
There is a century-
and-change-old killer
out there right now who survived
you dropping a whole Batcave on him,
so if we can figure out
what makes him live so long,
maybe we can figure out
what'll make him die,
and dear, old Eunice is the only
Talon-adjacent person I know.
Come on.
Sometimes you got to
be bad to get the goods.
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
You want to take her arms or legs?
[MUFFLED SHOUT]
Wow. Thanks, Officer Row.
That rubber duckie is still
letting me hack the GCPD.
Thank you, Officer Row.
All in a day's work.
Don't celebrate just yet.
Looks like the GCPD is just as stumped
as we are on all these art heists,
including that new
expert they brought in.
Apparently, Detective
Green is a bit of a badass.
Rumor going around the GCPD was that
she's the reason
Catwoman hung up her claws
before Green could
slap the cuffs on them.
Hmm.
Well, where are you headed?
Sometimes you got to leave behind
the comfort of the computer
to get some real answers.
The nation's top art cop
has no idea who the thief is.
And you know who knows more
about crime than cops?
Criminals.
[SWORD RINGS]
HARVEY: Lincoln.
[SLASH]
[EXHALES]
[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]
[BEEP]
Hello? Rebecca? Are you all right?
I'm still at the house.
I had to get Brody off
to his grandparents'.
Why aren't you there with him?
Well, I wanted to get Brody
out of the city as fast as I could.
I've been packing to leave, but
But what?
Someone keeps calling
the house and hanging up.
I feel like I'm being watched.
Harvey, I'm scared.
OK. Listen.
There's a GCPD detail
that's assigned to you.
There's a unit downstairs.
There's another one on your floor.
You told me not to trust anyone.
What if someone is watching me,
just waiting for me to go outside?
I don't know what to do.
I'll be right there.
THE REV: The light of
day is a hiding place ♪
But the clouds against the sky ♪
Betray the features of her face ♪
And the blue that was in her eyes ♪
Oh, no.
No, Harper, unless you're here
to give me back all the money
that you and your friends took from us.
You mean all the money you and your pals
took from innocent people?
All right. Look.
I'm in a better place right now.
I'm in therapy.
I'm working out my issues,
and so seeing you,
just a little triggering for me.
I wouldn't be here if
I didn't need your help.
Yeah?
Remember what happened
last time you said that?
Because I do.
We both made mistakes.
Don't you have any other mob friends?
I thought you preferred family business.
Yeah. Well, business ain't that good,
thanks to you and your pals.
You were gonna turn us
in for the reward money.
My therapist made me realize
that I was trying to punish you
for not reciprocating my feelings.
- Dylan
- I'm working through it.
Look. Truth?
I'm sorry for the way I
left things between us.
You deserved better.
And deep down, you know,
I just want you to be happy,
even if that's not with me.
I want you to be happy, too
but, like, not with me
Right.
and, honestly, even if
you don't want to help me,
no hard feelings.
I'm just glad I got to
tell you how sorry I am.
It sounds like you're really
taking care of yourself, Dylan.
Keep it up.
Wait.
What do you need from me?
What do you know about
all those art heists?
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
DUELA: Oh, shut up.
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
Ohh
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
Oww!
You little bitch!
It's cheaper than waxing,
and you know what? this
is gonna be an epic story
for you to go back and
tell the knitting circle.
I don't knit.
Is that because they don't trust you
with those big, long needles?
We just want to ask you a few questions.
I spent the last half-hour
in the trunk of a car,
and I am convinced you intentionally
went over the same speed bump
again and again.
- Seriously?
- Mm-hmm.
OK. We're really sorry about that, OK,
so how about we just chat for a bit
and then we get you back
home in time for dinner?
I don't have anything to talk about
to either of you terrorists.
Technically, we're kidnappers.
Thanks for that.
OK. We just want you to tell us
how your dear, old daddy Mr. Talon
became so Talon-ted
ha ha ha!
at not getting dead all these years.
Well, you can just ask him yourself
when he comes to chop off
your adorable, little heads.
Besides, why should I tell you anything?
You stole from me.
That music box was a gift from Papa,
and if you think I'm going to tell you
anything else, you are sorely mistaken.
- Let's torture her.
- What?
[HISSING]
[EUNICE GASPING]
Oh, what's that, Eunice?
I can't hear you.
You got to speak up.
Oh. Oh, are you having
trouble breathing?
- Duela
- Let me fix that.
Duela, that's enough.
[SQUEAK]
How about now? Can you breathe now?
OK. OK. No. No.
We're not doing that, thank you.
[GASPING]
[COUGHING]
She's fine.
You two are awful.
[COUGHS]
I'm never gonna tell you anything.
What if I told you we
still had your music box?
Oh, my God, If I'm ever a hostage,
will you promise to
never negotiate for me?
I'm gonna go get that, OK?
Then I'm gonna come back,
and we're gonna have
a nice, little chat.
OK.
TURNER: So did you get any
art-heist-related insights
from the criminal underworld?
They're just as stumped as the cops.
They who?
A former colleague.
I know all of your former colleagues.
Just because you pretend to be a cop
doesn't mean you get to
interrogate me like one.
OK. Fine.
I went to go see Dylan.
Dylan? Dylan McKillen?
Yeah. No. You know, I'm sorry.
He does not strike me as someone
with the greatest criminal mind.
No, but he does have ears,
and whoever stole those paintings
aren't any of the usual thieves
who operate around here,
so they think it's someone new.
Well, we may not know
who we're looking for,
but I think we know
what they're looking for.
There's only one
painting previously owned
by Alan Wayne still left un-burgled.
That's not a word.
Anything can be a word
if you hyphenate it,
and if our thief is a completist,
which he seems to be, he'll want
to add this to his collection.
That's his next target.
Where's it hanging?
STEPHANIE: It's not.
It's in storage, the off-site
archives for the Kane Museum.
HARPER: Oh, no. I know that look.
So, what, we're art thieves now?
Look. If the Court of
Owls wants those paintings,
we got to figure out why,
and I can think of one person to ask.
Who wants to go catch a thief?
Sure is an ugly building for
all those beautiful works of art.
We've been here for hours.
Where the hell is this thief?
I should've packed more snacks.
TURNER: All the other
paintings were stolen
between the hours of 11 P.M. and 2:00.
Unless we're here at the right place,
just on the wrong night.
What if the thief already took it?
Or what if he's just fashionably late?
Where'd he go?
- Oh!
- Harper!
STEPHANIE: Are you hit?
[GUNFIRE CONTINUES]
- Uh!
- Agh!
- Aah!
- Aah!
Waah!
- Are you OK?
- It's just a graze.
Just keep pressure on
it. Keep pressure on it.
Uhh! Agh
Uh!
Huh! Uh!
[PANTING]
Uh ah!
Uhh! Oh ohh!
Uh uh!
[PANTING]
Detective Green?
Yeah.
Hey
Oh, you are so sweet, dear.
Oh! Ha ha ha!
Ahh
Wow. That's a lovely ballerina, Eunice.
Were you a dancer?
I was, in fact, an excellent dancer.
May I?
[CRANKING]
[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]
Ah.
When I was young,
I would attend the most elegant
parties the Court would throw.
[CHUCKLES]
They always had them in
the strangest places
abandoned mansions
and forgotten train stations,
never the same place twice,
but we would dance and
dance until the wee hours.
That sounds so lovely.
EUNICE: Ah.
Do you remember who was there?
Oh, no, dear. We always wore masks.
- Ha ha ha!
- Hmm.
The Court of Owls would give me
everything I could ever want.
Papa made sure of that.
So Papa kills for the Court,
and in return, you get
a life of privilege.
Mm. Heh.
Yes. That was the arrangement,
heh, but when Papa was
so boorishly condemned
as the Butcher of Gotham
and the entire city
wanted him to hang
I thought I'd never see him again.
That must have been so hard for you.
Mm, mm-hmm,
but on the eve of his execution,
the Court of Owls paid him a visit.
They respected his work so much,
that they presented him with an offer,
one that would allow him
to survive his hanging
and imminent death, and in return,
Papa became the Court's enforcer
and did their bidding.
How did he survive?
They imbued him with something,
a substance.
Yeah. What was the stuff
that kept him alive?
Oh, it was so long ago, and
what was it called? Ha ha ha!
Whatever it was, the last was used
by the Court on him, and they have been
searching for more of it ever since.
Tell me what it was called.
Oh
Oh, you know, I am so parched
- Oh, my God.
- all of a sudden.
Would you mind terribly
getting me a glass of water?
Yeah. Of course.
You kidding me?
Sometimes you have to
be good to get the goods.
Khagh kho blah!
[GIGGLES]
[POUNDING ON DOOR]
- Harvey?
- Yeah. It's me.
Thank you for coming over.
Of course.
Have you gotten any more calls?
Yes, but I stopped picking up.
Good. Um, OK.
Well, why don't you
finish packing, and I'll
[PHONE BEEPING]
[BEEP]
Who is this? Hello?
[DIAL TONE]
[DIALING]
I'm calling GCPD.
[LINE RINGS]
Hey, it's Dent.
I need you to run a trace
on the last call to this number
and then call me on my cell
as soon as you got that.
OK.
[BEEP]
[EXHALES]
I don't know if I'm too scared
or not scared enough.
God, I feel like I'm losing my mind.
No. You're not.
Rebecca
your husband was just stabbed.
I think you're handling this as well
as you possibly could
under the circumstances.
[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]
[BEEP]
Hey, that was quick. What have you got?
OK. Thanks.
[BEEP]
Do you know Miranda Livingston?
Not personally, but Lincoln does.
She's the woman I suspect
he's been sleeping with.
Who the hell are you?
We're the Gotham Knights.
You're kidding.
What are you, a cop or a thief?
I'm a cop who's being
extorted into being a thief.
Extorted how?
They took my family.
It's just a scratch.
Well, don't tell me that now.
I just ruined a perfectly
good shirt for this.
[CHUCKLES]
Worst-case scenario,
it leaves a very sexy scar.
Scars aren't sexy.
Agree to disagree.
SOPHIA: I was told if I ever
wanted to see them again,
I needed to procure a list of paintings.
Any idea who gave the orders?
No.
They've only communicated
with me by cell,
always through this burner phone.
[BEEP]
They figured since I put away
most of the art thieves in Gotham
You could figure out
how to steal like one.
Turns out, they were right. Uhh!
You need to get to a hospital.
No. I need to get the last
painting to save my family.
Not like that, you can't
but we can.
[MUSIC BOX PLAYS]
Would you be a dear
and wind that back up for me?
Would you be a dear
and not call me dear?
I'll just wait for the
sweet one to get back.
Huh.
OK. Fine.
[CRANKING]
Nngh!
Waah!
Oh, you crazy, evil bitch!
[GAGGING]
Papa told me about the girl
with pretty baby blues that got away.
Oh, I guess I get to
finish what he started.
[GAGGING]
[GAGGING]
Oh, having a hard time breathing?
Can you breathe now?
Can you breathe now?
[GAGGING CONTINUES]
- Aah!
- Oh! Oh!
[PANTING]
What happened?
Well, I tried to be good,
and I got shivved with a ballerina.
EUNICE: Ha ha ha!
Aagh!
D'aagh! Aah!
Did you know that she could stand?
Kind of figured it out on the fly.
Ha ha ha!
[COUGHS]
This isn't supposed to be here.
Either Detective Green
had bad intel or this place
updated their security
because of the heists.
This is a biometric scanner
hard-wired into the system.
Which means
Which means we need a fingerprint
of an employee to get in.
OK, and if we don't have that?
Then we have about 60 seconds
after we pop the door open
before the alarm gets really bitchy.
- Smash and grab.
- Only faster.
So dash and grab.
CULLEN: How are we
supposed to pop the door?
There's not even a lock.
But I may have a key.
Does Carrie know you
pinched that from her stash?
Be sure to keep the engine running.
You wouldn't begrudge a
jilted wife a drink, would you?
No. I'd say you've earned it.
And would you join her?
OK, one
but then I'm putting you in
a waiting security vehicle
so you can go be with Brody.
I suppose Miranda keeps calling
because there's not a
hospital notification
protocol for informing
patients' mistresses.
She's not the first.
She probably won't be the last.
[PUTS DOWN GLASS]
Sorry.
Sometimes I think that Lincoln
married me not because he loved me,
but because he was looking for someone
to play the role of a dutiful wife.
Well, it's a role you play very well.
I'm not unhappy about Lincoln.
That was over a long time ago.
It's the regret that
keeps me up at night.
Oh, Rebecca
I know.
I'm a married woman,
the wife of your opponent
and you are Gotham's white knight.
I know what it feels
like to be conflicted.
So do I.
Oh
[ALARM BLARING]
Go, go, go. 60 seconds.
Uh!
CULLEN: Oh, ho. Oh, my God.
I can't believe I only get to
spend 60 seconds in this place.
Stephanie, on radio:
Yeah? Well, now it's 50.
Green says the painting's
toward the rear of the place,
so look for vertical stacks
of paintings filed together.
Harper, how we doing on time?
[BEEP BEEP]
40 seconds.
Here. Here, here, here.
Tell me what it looks like again.
Uh, it's a seascape.
They're all seascapes.
Does it have a ship, a lighthouse?
There's a medieval-looking
tower thingee on a cliff,
and I don't know
I think those are sheep.
- Sheep?
- 30 seconds.
Tower, cliff.
Sheep. OK.
No offense, your great-great-whatever
had crappy taste in art.
Nice.
20 seconds.
MAN: Over here.
Go down. Go that way.
The guards are in here. I
thought we had 60 seconds.
HARPER, ON RADIO: Yeah.
Well, that was an estimate.
See anything?
Let's go. The suspects
are probably headed back.
MAN: I got nothing.
MAN: But they're here.
MAN: Back in the corner. Go.
- Anything?
- No.
All right. Come over this way.
Push in tight. I'll meet you.
Huh?
Hey, this way. Come on.
Come on, come on, come on!
Gun it, Harper!
[TIRES SCREECHING]
TURNER: You kidnapped
Eunice? Where is she now?
Carrie's looking after her.
You dragged Carrie into this?
Well, the only one who was dragged
was Eunice.
What the hell happened to your hand?
Eunice!
Oh, and apparently, there was, like,
some secret sauce that the Court
gave the Talon that gives him
some kickass healing ability,
which I could really use right about now
because stigmata is
not a good look for me.
- Guys
- What did you find?
Other than subpar brush work,
boring composition,
and cliched iconography,
nothing.
It can't be just a painting.
There are no secret compartments.
I already checked.
There's nothing hidden in the frame,
nothing shoved between the canvas.
Well, if the Court wants
it, it can't be good.
What if giving this to the Court
puts even more people in danger?
How would a painting
put people in danger?
STEPHANIE: We have no way of knowing
what their undoubtedly
nefarious plan is,
but Green's family will die
if we don't get this
painting to the Court.
[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]
CULLEN: Whatever we're gonna
do, we need to decide now.
I just got a drop-off location
and 30 minutes to get it there.
[VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES]
I'm a friend of Detective Green's.
As long as you have what I want,
I don't care who you are.
Bring the painting here slowly.
Where's Detective Green's family?
First the painting.
It's real.
Kill the hostages and whoever this is.
I don't think you want to do that.
And why is that?
Because we brought along a really
pissed-off insurance policy
Eunice Harmon
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
and she is not happy with
you and your Owl buddies.
Maybe it's just me, but I don't know
if you want to piss off the guy
who's so fond of chopping off heads.
Release your hostages.
Then you get ours.
Come on. We're gonna
get you out of here.
Heh. Hey, maybe I'll drop
by and see you sometime.
Off you go.
EUNICE: Aah!
DUELA: Gun it.
[TIRES SCREECH]
How's it feel?
Better. Thanks.
Please. You saved me from
a clip full of bullets
from those drug smugglers.
Least I can do is help you clean up one.
Still thanks.
You're welcome.
REBECCA: [EXHALES]
You OK?
Usually, this is when I
see the other part of you,
the one that tells me this
can never happen again.
Oh, I just wish things
had been different for us.
They still can be.
You mean if Lincoln dies.
- I didn't say that.
- You didn't have to.
I don't want that. I just
I just want
Me.
What about the mayor's office?
I don't think Gotham
will let you have both.
Whether I'm a divorcee or a widow,
it won't look pretty to voters.
This town elected Cobblepot.
Anything is possible.
There's something I have to tell you.
What is it?
I
[PHONE BEEPING]
Now you listen to me, damn it.
Don't you ever call here again.
Oh.
He's he's awake?
[BEEP]
It's the hospital.
Lincoln's come out of his coma.
Some much-needed good
news in Gotham tonight
as a kidnapping plot came to
an unexpectedly happy ending.
Detective Sophia Green was brought in
to investigate the art
heists sweeping Gotham,
making her, and even her own family,
a target of the
criminals she was hunting.
Detective Green was reunited
with her wife and daughter
after their harrowing abduction.
Fortunately, both were unharmed.
A tearful reunion took
place at GCPD headquarters
earlier tonight, and a
grateful Detective Green
had this to say to her family's saviors.
SOPHIA: I just want to say
thank you to the Gotham Knights.
Oh, you know, it's even worse
when a cop says it.
Hey, just because you did a good deed,
it doesn't make you a good person.
- Thanks.
- Mm.
Hey.
Hey.
Thought you might want this
as a really messed-up souvenir.
Well, you know me too well.
I thought I knew you well,
but then you kidnapped
and tried to asphyxiate
a nonagenarian, but that ended up
being a good thing
because it kept the Court
from killing Detective Green's family,
and then I try to do something nice
and get the old bat a glass of water,
and I almost get you killed.
Potato, tomato, Little Bird.
I don't know what that means, Duela.
It means it's Gotham,
which is another way
of saying it's complicated.
I mean, case in point,
you just brought me
a very macabre, little keepsake,
which is definitely the wrong takeaway
from today, which means
you're learning.
You're welcome, by the way.
I never said thank you, did I?
What's this?
- What the hell?
- What?
Oh, my God.
[BOB MOSES' "BROKEN BELIEF" PLAYING]
What the hell are you doing here?
I need your help. My life is in danger.
How many people has the Court killed
while you stood silent,
and then your life is threatened,
and now you want to talk?
You have every right not to help me,
but there is one very important reason
why you should.
What is that?
Because I know what
the Court is planning.
MOSES: We live in the era of purpose ♪
We live in the era of youth ♪
When the wise man's
warning is worthless ♪
I'm just a poor boy
begging for truth ♪
Now there's a crack in the surface ♪
Something dark is seeping through ♪
We live in the land of the many ♪
We live in the grip of the few ♪
There's a poor girl
crying for justice ♪
There's a rich man playing the fool ♪
All the wise men longing for purpose ♪
And they're all just looking to you ♪
I'll tell you everything
as long as you can
guarantee my protection.
MOSES: So, baby, you
say that we're free ♪
Oh, come on ♪
You've taken what you
wanted from me, ahh ♪
This is not just about my survival.
MOSES: You've kept me down
on my knees for so long ♪
A victim of your broken belief, ahh ♪
CRESSIDA: This is about Gotham's
MOSES: Come on, come
on, come on, you got it ♪
Come on, come on,
come on, we want it ♪
and if you care about this city
the way I think you do,
you'll want to hear what I have to say.
[DISTANT SIREN]
MAN: Greg, move your head.