Marvel's The Punisher (2017) s02e13 Episode Script

1 [breathing heavily.]
[floor creaking.]
- [gunshot.]
- [gasps.]
[yelling.]
[yells.]
- [gunshots.]
- [grunting.]
[both grunting.]
[panting.]
Bitch! You had to make it about her! [both grunting.]
- [gunshot.]
- [yells.]
[grunts, groaning.]
[choking.]
[theme music playing.]
[Eliza.]
They are good boys.
They will do Rebecca proud.
They keep asking where their father is.
They don't understand why he isn't here.
What did you tell them? Well, I told them that he's on a very important and sacred mission, that he loves them, and he'll be home soon.
[Eliza.]
Lemuel is very bright.
I could do something with him.
[Anderson.]
We will do whatever both of them need.
We owe it to Rebecca and to John.
[scoffs.]
I made John that promise.
He understands.
[exhales.]
I know it bothers you, but you can't protect John.
It's gone too far.
[whispers.]
He can never come back.
[normal.]
If they have us, they don't need John.
He can only bring them trouble now.
He's damaged goods.
[sighs.]
You were always better at making the hard choices.
John's life will be the price for those boys' future.
And David's.
[cell phone vibrating.]
Ah, David.
To what do I owe the Hi, Dad.
[Anderson.]
Where is my son? I am asking you, where is my son? Yeah, I know what you asked me.
Say hi, David.
David, are you hurt? I'm fine.
- If you touch one hair on his head - [Eliza.]
What is going on? Who is that? The psychopath that works for you, he took the girl, so I took your son.
If I don't get her back safely, you're gonna have a lot more to worry about than the hair on his head.
Threatening our son is the stupidest thing you have ever done.
- You have no idea what we're capable of.
- Anderson, easy.
No, I know exactly what you're capable of.
I know about the trail of bodies you left.
I know about Konchevsky, and I know about Poloznev and the teenagers in Chicago.
I know all about that.
[Anderson.]
That's right.
So think what we'll do to you if you do not let our only child go.
You will die slowly.
I will kill everyone who so much as crossed paths with you, Mr.
Castle.
- [Frank.]
You threatening me? - You need to calm down.
That was more than a threat.
It's a fact.
I'm gonna see you dead.
Nah I think it was a threat.
[grunting.]
- David! - [David groaning.]
[Frank.]
Yeah.
Your son is bleeding.
That's a fact.
[Anderson.]
I'm You're quite something, Mr.
Castle.
But you're very much out of your depth.
Look at that.
Mom's just as filthy as Dad, huh? [sniffles.]
What do you need to deliver David back to us safely? I need the girl, and I need her unharmed.
Once that happens, you'll get your son back.
How do I know I can trust you? You can reach me on David's phone.
You trace it, you come after us, he dies.
[cell phone clatters.]
Is that a threat or a fact? What do you think? [knocking on door.]
[phone ringing.]
[door closes.]
[breathing shakily.]
[phone ringing.]
[Lemuel.]
Hey, Dad.
It's Lemuel.
It's so good to hear your voice.
How are you? How's your brother? We miss you.
Oh, I miss you so much.
When are you coming home? Mom's waiting for us at the funeral home.
We're all gonna be together really soon.
I promise.
I need you to look after your brother until I get there, though, okay? You do that for Mama? Yes, sir.
Yeah.
I love you.
[Anderson.]
Come, boys.
Time for bed.
Hello, John.
We wanted you to remember what you're fighting for.
I don't need reminding.
Frank Castle has kidnapped David.
David was never meant to be part of this.
Castle took him because you have the girl.
Is the girl still alive, John? John, do you have the girl? Yeah, she's with me.
Good.
You have to do whatever it takes to make David safe.
You have only one path now, John, but Michael and Lemuel have two.
You understand? - I understand.
- Good.
I have the number where you should contact Castle.
Are you ready to write it down? [gasping.]
- Hey, hey.
Calm down.
Take it easy.
- Russo! Where is he? I don't know who you're talking about.
- You need to calm down.
- Madani.
Madani, calm down.
Let the woman help you, okay? Sit down.
Sit down.
[crying.]
I'll talk to you, all right? But you gotta promise that you're going to the hospital.
[softly.]
Yeah, okay.
Okay.
Give us a minute.
[gasps.]
He was here with the doctor the whole time? [breathing heavily.]
Is she alive? Yeah, but she might wish she wasn't.
Dr.
Dumont looks like someone who got thrown out of a third-story window.
He was there.
He was there after she fell, bunch of flowers in his hand.
And he came after me.
I put three bullets in him, and it was like it did nothing.
How am I alive? - We'll talk about it later, Madani.
- No.
How am I alive? - Please tell me.
- Okay, let Okay.
We got here and you were lying on the floor in a pool of blood.
None of it your own.
There's blood in the hallway, down the stairwell.
Russo didn't kill you, but I think maybe you killed him and he just doesn't know it yet.
[breathing heavily.]
I had him.
Yeah.
[chuckles softly.]
Shit.
Look at you.
All this for a guy who's not even your case anymore.
[both chuckle.]
Taking out that guy on the bridge, and now this.
You trying to get back in my good graces, Agent Madani? Is it working? Let's just say this whole risking-your-life act makes it harder to come after you.
Please, will you tell me when you find him? I will.
Thank you.
I found these on the floor.
You might be needing them.
I think I'm done with those.
[cell phone vibrating.]
You know, I thought he had you.
Been worried out of my goddamn mind.
What were you thinking, coming here? That I'm sick of running from him.
I just wanted to see where he lived.
I'm sorry.
- It's room 630, down the hall.
- Jesus Christ.
At least tell me that this is the closest you got to him.
Yeah.
I found him and then I called you.
All right.
Whatever happens here, you just stay out of the way.
You understand me? Yeah.
Okay.
- Be careful.
- [gun cocks.]
Yeah.
- [gunshots.]
- [Frank grunts.]
[grunts.]
[gunshots.]
- [woman.]
Go! - [man.]
Go, go! [Frank.]
Go! Go! - [gunshots.]
- [grunts.]
[gunshots.]
You done? [rapid gunfire.]
[grunting.]
[Frank yelling.]
[distant gunshots.]
- [distant gunshots.]
- [breathing shakily.]
[panting.]
- [gasps.]
- [gunshot.]
[Amy gasps.]
- Go on, back up.
Back up.
- [breathing shakily.]
[Pilgrim.]
Nope.
Nope.
Get back.
Guess we both have something the other wants, right? Yeah.
Bring me David, she stays alive.
Hit the down.
Hit it! - I'm sorry.
- [elevator dings.]
[Pilgrim.]
Expect my call.
Garage.
Hit the garage.
Do it.
- [Amy.]
Frank! - You just do what he says.
It's gonna be all right.
- Damn it.
- [elevator dings.]
- [Frank yelling.]
- [officers grunting.]
[yelling.]
[elevator dings.]
[all grunting.]
[huffing.]
- Frank! - [tires screeching.]
[grunting.]
[grunts.]
[grunting.]
[grunting.]
[tires squealing.]
[panting.]
[Billy panting.]
Hey, hey, hey! How about you leave that till after we're done, huh? You want me to have a drink.
Trust me.
[panting.]
The gun ain't gonna do much good for my nerves, either.
You mind if I move this? Hmm? [Billy grunting.]
All right, just lie back.
Just lie back.
- [Billy groans.]
- You lost a lot of blood.
[Billy.]
Yeah, no shit.
[whistles.]
They got ya good.
Listen, man, there's a reason I'm here and not Mount Sinai, okay? [stammering.]
It ain't my bedside manner.
I do flesh wounds.
You know, fix up guys that took a shot to the arm, the leg you know, maybe need a few sutures after a fight gone bad.
But you should go to the hospital.
[groaning.]
They'll lock me back up.
Here's what's gonna happen.
You're gonna pull out those bullets, and you're gonna close me up.
- Do you understand me? - All right.
All right.
[Billy.]
And I am not going under.
I have to.
No matter how much of a badass you think you are, you're gonna flinch, and I'm gonna take two inches off your liver.
I said no.
- Let's go! - Yeah.
[huffing.]
Yeah.
Yeah.
[yelling.]
- This is stupid.
- Get it out! We got one.
- Okay.
- One.
Let's get this shit out.
Let's go! Let's go! [groaning.]
[yelling.]
I didn't want any of this.
I know the feeling.
They didn't deny it.
Any of it.
All this time, and I I never [stammers.]
How could I not know? How How could I not sense it? You were their poster boy, David.
They wanted to keep you clean.
Plausible deniability.
Isn't that what the spooks call it? I didn't ask for any deniability.
And now people are dead because of some photographs? It was what was in those photographs.
It isn't relevant.
It shouldn't be, you're right but some people don't think like that.
My parents being some of them.
From what I know [scoffs.]
no offense, but you got some shitty parents.
My mother always said that we needed to protect people from their own prejudices.
It was the price of getting me where I wanted to be to do the most good.
But now I wonder if maybe my parents had all these people murdered simply because they they were ashamed of me.
Didn't want anything about me hurting their legacy.
That's all they really cared about.
You don't seem like him.
Castle.
Why are you doing this? Holding me hostage.
Is this you, or who you wanna be? I started out just wanting to do the right thing.
Now, I just want to go home.
[chuckles softly.]
Yeah.
You and me both.
[groaning.]
[gasping.]
[groans deeply.]
[laughing maniacally.]
Ain't found a way to kill me yet Eyes burn with stinging sweat [grunting.]
Seems every path leads me to nowhere Curt? [sighs.]
[cell phone vibrating.]
Yeah? How do we do this? Well, he's here.
The trailer.
You want him, you come get him.
Ah, shit.
Okay, Frank.
[scoffs.]
Jesus Christ.
You're really planning on going after him in this state? You're crazy.
He's gonna kill you.
Yeah maybe.
Or I'll kill him.
[breathes deeply.]
God will decide which of us is righteous.
You honestly believe that? He's the Punisher.
He's gonna, like, righteously pull your spine out of your throat.
What was righteous about all this, anyway? What happened to "Thou shalt not kill"? I mean, come on, you you murdered people who never hurt anybody.
They're using you.
Just because someone says something is true doesn't mean that it is.
Even if you wanna believe them.
Even if you keep believing them.
Even if they believe it themselves.
In the end, you just have to admit that they're lying and change your own path, 'cause people never change.
They just hide stuff from you and let you down.
Over and over again.
Plenty of kids learn that at a young age.
And so you have to decide do I stay, or do I change the path for myself? You could still change this.
It's too late.
It doesn't have to be.
Let me go.
Walk away.
I wish I could.
I really wish I could.
[Curtis.]
Detective.
Last time I saw you, Mr.
Hoyle you had a rifle pointed at my head.
- I'm sorry about that.
- You should be.
- Where's Frank Castle? - I don't know.
But what I do know is this shit needs to end.
That's why I'm here.
That's why he's here.
[Brett.]
Senator Schultz? Interesting company you're keeping.
Are you all right? All things considered, I've been treated very well.
Castle kidnapped him.
Solving a crime no one knew about.
Impressive.
What does the senator have to do with Billy Russo? Nothing.
[Brett.]
Then, what? I don't know.
I just Just giving him back.
Senator, do you want me to arrest this man? No, I don't.
He's just trying to fix someone else's mistakes.
And for what it's worth, Officer, I think that Curtis is just trying to find a way to do the right thing.
[sighs.]
The last few days, I've learned nothing is easy or simple where Castle is concerned.
I checked you out, Hoyle.
Everyone says you're a good guy.
So long as you never point a gun at another cop again you get a pass.
This time.
Come on, Senator.
I'm taking you home.
And, Curtis, I advise you the same.
There's nothing I'd rather do more.
[car approaching.]
Go ahead and close it.
You okay? I want you to get on your knees.
Go ahead.
David's in the trailer.
A pound of C-4 strapped to his head.
I press the send button on this phone, we paint the walls with him.
You keep on coming, don't you? So what is it with you? What's You sick? You some kind of maniac? Or do you owe 'em something? More like something they owe me.
Nah, this thing's gone too far.
You're gonna end up a loose end.
What, you think you can trust them? They have my sons.
I understand you didn't have a chance to save your kids.
Yeah, that's right.
If you had, what would you have done? I'd have done anything.
Here we are.
Here we are.
So you, uh you got a name? John.
Okay, John.
Here's the thing.
That kid right there the one whose head you got that gun on, you see, I'd do anything for her.
Anything.
So I want you to take that weapon you point it at me.
Come on, just point it at me.
I'm unarmed.
Let her go, John.
What are you gonna do here? You gonna kill another kid? Is that who you are? Let her go.
Come on.
Frank.
[sobbing.]
Okay.
Hey, hey, you're okay.
Listen to me.
You gotta walk away.
Frank, don't do this.
- Walk away.
Hey - Don't do this.
Stop it.
You walk away.
You go get in that car, and you drive to the end of the road.
You hit the horn when you get there.
You hear me? Go now.
Hey [kisses.]
Go.
Go.
[car engine starts.]
[sighs.]
[horn honking.]
[Pilgrim.]
Give me the phone.
Here's the thing, John.
David's not in there.
[Pilgrim breathing heavily.]
Then, where is he? I don't know.
Oh, you don't know? - Where is he? - I don't know, John.
[both grunting.]
- [gun clicks.]
- Shit.
[both grunting and panting.]
- [Pilgrim shouts.]
- [grunts.]
- [Pilgrim grunts.]
- [groans.]
[Pilgrim.]
Where is he? [grunts.]
Where is he? Huh? [Frank chokes.]
[Frank grunts.]
[Frank coughing.]
You need a minute? I was waiting on you.
[both grunting.]
[groans softly.]
[Pilgrim.]
Wait.
When you kill them don't hurt my boys.
I know who you are.
You're the whirlwind.
[groans.]
[sighs.]
[phone ringing.]
Hello? [Billy.]
Curtis [breathing shakily.]
Curtis I'm hurt.
I'm hurt really bad.
Where are you? Yeah, I'm bleeding all over your basement.
[groaning.]
I'm dying.
I'm dying, Curt.
Will you come? [winces.]
Can you promise me that that you won't call the cops, at least? Can you do that? Can you do that? I promise I won't call the cops.
Look, I know that I probably don't deserve it after what I've done but if you can find it in yourself to be a brother one last time I don't want to die alone.
[stammering.]
I don't want I don't [breathing shakily.]
[door opens.]
[door closes.]
Did you come here to gloat? No.
No, I'm sorry this happened to you.
Which part? The throwing me out of a window? Billy dragging you into this.
He didn't drag me into anything.
I love him.
Is he alive? [sighs.]
Yeah, as far as I know.
[inhales sharply.]
He ran.
He left you bleeding in the dirt.
He was no use to me if he stayed.
He knew that.
He knew I would have wanted him to be free.
You know, you were right, kinda.
I really did get the therapy I needed at your place.
Not the talking so much, but when I finally put three bullets in Billy, that really helped my state of mind.
You see this blood? It's his.
You see, he is on the street alone, bleeding.
Now the only question is whether we'll find him alive or dead.
He won't die.
He's too strong.
And he's gonna come for me.
When the time is right, he's gonna come for me.
I'll let you know when we find him.
He'll kill you for what you did to me.
Oh, you did this to yourself.
[door closes.]
[door slams.]
Curt? Curtis, here! I knew you'd come, and Frankie.
[laughing maniacally.]
[coughing.]
You don't look so good.
[Billy shudders.]
Of course it's you.
I should have known.
If I'm gonna be with somebody, I'm I'm happy that it's you.
Frank whatever I've done, I'm Any chance we can preserve the crime scene? What part of this isn't clear to you? Only who fired the bullets.
Tell me how it went again? Billy called me.
Then I called you.
That's right.
Because you're done being involved with Frank.
Mahoney, does it really matter? I guess I'm still not used to blurring the lines as much as you.
Was this you? Madani did you finish the job? [chuckles softly.]
I'm flattered, really.
But you know what? Yeah, maybe maybe I did.
Maybe I put five bullets in him instead of three.
And then that's the end of the story.
Case closed.
And what about Castle? [both.]
Who? [scoffs.]
Son of a bitch.
David is strong-willed.
He's liable to say something stupid, speak out, make some sort of grand gesture.
I'm headed to New York tomorrow.
David will listen to me.
But you've gotta deal with John.
Eliza, he has done everything that we have asked of him.
We've already talked about this.
Just someone else for you to kill and toss aside? Move and I'll shoot.
No one's coming.
I gave them the night off.
Maybe I should have just killed them like you would've.
What do you want? Money? We can do that.
Girl move that gun away from my wife.
How does it feel? [breathing shakily.]
You killed all my friends.
[Anderson.]
I told you to move the gun away from my wife! Get down! - [gunshot.]
- [Anderson and Amy gasp.]
Eliza! [screams.]
[gasping.]
- You okay? Yeah? - Yeah.
Goddamn murdering bastard! Yeah.
I was gonna come in here with two bullets, give you a choice.
Looks like your bitch wife made hers.
Now it's your turn.
John said you were dead.
[Frank.]
I know about Konchevsky, and I know about Poloznev and the teenagers in Chicago.
I know all about it.
[Anderson.]
That's right.
So think what we'll do to you if you do not let our only child go.
You will die slowly.
I will kill everyone who so much as crossed paths with you, Mr.
Castle.
[sobbing.]
Money.
Power.
I think all you care about is your name, carving it into the world so deep that it never fades.
Somehow, out of all this bullshit, that son of yours, he's got decency, he cares about the world, about people.
He knows right from wrong.
How is that? Give David a chance at making things right or else, in 24 hours, I'm gonna walk into the office of the New York Bulletin with this tape and the photographs and start talking.
[Anderson sobbing.]
- [Anderson whimpering.]
- [Frank.]
Time for you to make a choice.
You take that gun.
You stick it in your mouth.
You blow out the back of your head.
Or you live.
But you live with the truth.
[Anderson shuddering.]
[breathing shakily.]
[gunshot.]
[indistinct chatter.]
[man over PA.]
All airport shuttles are available on the main level of the terminal.
Last chance.
- We're good together.
- [scoffs.]
You're a kid.
Go act like one.
I can't have you on my conscience.
I'm sorry, are are you saying that you care? [chuckles.]
Yeah - I think you're a boil on my ass.
- [chuckles.]
A big one.
One that just won't go away.
Yeah, I once put a stitch or two in your butt.
Yes, you did.
Well, I I care about you, too.
I mean, I owe you pretty much everything.
You know, all this time, though, I did wonder why why did you come after me in the bar that night? "Rough Road.
" Uh, it's It's what you called me, remember? Rough Road.
I don't know, I I thought it was funny.
[Amy.]
Hmm.
Yeah, it was like the tougher you acted, the more scared you looked.
You know, all this shit that's gone down, you gotta get past it.
You move on, live your life right.
No more of this con artist blackmail bullshit.
You gotta give me your word on that.
I want you to take that.
Go on, take it.
Put it away.
That should take care of you for a bit.
When you get down to Florida I want you to call this number.
Yeah? Buddy of Curtis and mine.
He runs a dive school.
He's a good guy.
He'll take care of you.
He told you.
Yeah.
Hidden treasure, huh? [laughs.]
Christ.
That's your bus.
You know, kid sometimes you find things and, uh they change your life.
[Amy sniffling.]
[kisses.]
[cell phone vibrating.]
[line disconnects.]
[cell phone vibrates.]
[sighs.]
[cell phone vibrating.]
[exhales.]
How'd you find me, Madani? [Madani.]
I'm with the CIA now, Frank.
I can find anything.
What do you want? I've got a very bad man with a target on his back.
Needs a good man to take the shot.
So what happened? Get sick of reading people their rights? [chuckles.]
I guess I spent too much time with you, huh? We need good people here to get things done.
And let's face it when it comes to this stuff you're the best.
I'm offering you a job, Castle.
I already got a job, Madani.
You take care.
So you want to make an offer? I'm listening.
But it needs to involve you handing it over to us and just walking away.
When you called this sit-down, I thought you were ready to see sense.
Come on, man.
I didn't call this bullshit.
You did.
What are you smoking? I didn't call Oh, you wanna dance?! That what this is? [Frank.]
Hey! I'll dance with ya.
[yelling.]
[dramatic music playing.]