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Somebody sent Addison to burn down my house.

I want you to find out who it is.

It's Cat Hardy. He finds out

she was behind it, he'll kill her.

Only money tells the truth.

Crafty bastard marks all of his bills.

I don't care if Silvermane hired you. I'm gonna find the rat.

Come on, Gio.

I met this guy at the Hooverville.

He knows both Addison and Flint Marko.

What are the chances?

Crime is out of control. The city needs order.

Get me in touch with The Spider.

If you love me,

you'll leave with me right now.

There's no turning it off!

I am done with people telling me

who I am and what I get to do.

There you are.

Did you know that I mark all my bills?

Guess where I mark yours.

You son of a bitch.

You set me up.

- I'll rip your goddamn--

We'll be needing another grave.

Yeah, Winston was a stone-cold killer.

A useful weapon in my arsenal, but entirely replaceable.

Same goes for his pal Gio.

It was risky,

not letting me in on your plans,

but it was a smart play, start to finish.

Are you listening to me?

I'm trying to pay you a compliment.

You did a good job.

Smart.

Patient.

I could use someone like you on my payroll.

I'm not a fan of your retirement plan.

You got some mouth.

Could get you killed some day.

Talking to the police chief tomorrow.

He on the payroll, too?

Why is he running raids on your booze shipments?

Exactly.

She's not bad, huh?

Beautiful, Cat.

It'd be a shame to have to kill her.

Beautiful song.

- You wrote it? - I did.

We prefer the splashier numbers.

I thought we were celebrating.

- Killing people? - A couple of rats...

who tried to put you in a hole.

Reilly kept you out of it.

- I'll drink to that.

Any regrets on the fact you almost killed me for nothing tonight?

Yeah, I don't dwell.

Maybe you should start.

Well, it's getting late.

Ah, no. No chance.

You and me are drinking tonight.

Be a doll and grab us a bottle of the Yellow Spot.

Enjoy the Spot whiskey.

We're going up a notch.

Please assure him

that I will have Mr. Reilly return his call as soon as he's in.

Yes, I'll be sure to add that to your previous messages.

Mm-hmm.

- Mayor again? - Uh-huh.

Does he know which Ben Reilly he's calling?

Goddamn it!

This goddamn guy.

Jesus Christ.

Wow. I--

Okay.

Say what you will about Silvermane,

but I admire the man's constitution.

He can drink.

- Any idea why the mayor's so keen... - I got a tip

- that Lonnie's in Harlem. - ...to talk to you?

So I'm gonna head uptown, see if I can

- make amends for that bullshit Bugle... - Because he's called the office

- nine times and counting. Nine. - ...story Walters ran yesterday.

- Scrambled. - Excuse me?

I need scrambled eggs and...

sausages.

And...

a biscuit.

If we're dreaming, why don't you add gravy to that, Mr. Moneybags?

Holy shit.

I'm not even gonna ask.

That's probably wise.

Please. I need food.

After you talk to the mayor.

- God. - I'm gonna head out and look for Lonnie.

Let me know how it goes in...

Who am I?

Well, that would be you.

Sleep well, sunshine?

Like a kitten.

Why do you ask?

A guy can't inquire after his favorite gal?

Truth is, I was up all night.

Too much adrenaline from yesterday.

Maybe I wasn't the only one.

What did you put through the wall?

My fist, my head, bust of Caesar.

- What does it matter?

Wouldn't want you catching a cold.

Lose your voice,

miss a show.

I haven't missed a show in seven years.

You almost missed one last night, though, didn't you?

If you have something to say, say it.

It's too early for subtext.

Text, then.

Winston was the rat...

but that doesn't answer what you were doing at the train station.

Why don't you ask Winston?

- Can't. - And why is that?

'Cause I put a bullet in his chest.

And if the P.I. had told you I was the rat?

I'd have put a bullet in you.

Well, there's your answer.

That's not an answer.

And it's not the truth.

The truth is I was terrified.

Not because I was guilty, but because you were unhinged.

Looking to lash out and feel like you're still invulnerable.

There you go. Now we are talking.

Why was Reilly with you at the station?

He wasn't with me.

He was watching me.

For you.

He must have figured out

Winston was the rat and thought I was in on it because I was running.

He didn't know I had nothing to do with it until Winston tried to frame me.

Good.

Reilly was smart not to trust anyone.

And he was smart not to play favorites.

If he's so smart, then why don't you hire him?

I tried.

He was smart enough to say no.

I'm glad you're back.

No place I'd rather be.

That's my girl.

See? There you go. I knew you could do it.

- The desk wobbles. - I'm aware. Focus.

How am I supposed to focus on a wobbly desk?

Trust me, I've been asking that same question for three days now.

Listen, I don't know how many times I have to tell you--

I am so sorry.

Uh, yes. Reilly Investigations. May I ask who's calling?

Hi... Ms. Hardy.

Mr. Reilly isn't here at the moment. Would you like me to take a message?

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Three p.m. The Calypso.

Yeah, I'll let him know.

- School's out. - Ah, yes.

Find Ben. Give him this.

And we're not done here.

Oh, Johnny Cave.

Well, of course. A great guy.

He told me so himself.

You wouldn't doubt it, would you?

Same place, 12:30.

- And don't be late. - And don't be late.

What? Me late? Well, I like that.

Of all the nerve. What are you talking about?

I'm usually the one that has to stand around

waiting 20 minutes for you to show up.

- All right, all right. - All right, all right.

- All right, all right, all right. - All right, all right, all right.

But you heard me.

- Don't be late. - Don't be late.

- Red hot. - Red hot.

No.

Ben, it's me. Open up!

I'm sleeping.

Then how you talking?

Did you hear me?

If you sleeping, how are you talking?

What?

Singer left a message with Janet. She said it was important.

Quit school early and everything.

Ah, now he's awake.

Anyways, I'd better run.

- Yeah. - But--

Maybe a shower.

- And a shave.

And a fresh shirt.

And-and good-good luck.

More coffee, boss?

More coffee?

You think I'm deaf.

- Is that it? - No. I...

I just...

I don't think Chief McNamara's coming, boss.

Then find him, and remind him

that one of the conditions of his palms getting greased

is showing up for his weekly appointment.

And clean that up.

- You made it. - I did.

Think I owe you a drink.

A little later. Our mutual friend bought me plenty.

We need to talk about that. Get our stories straight.

He wanted to know why you were with me at the train station last night.

- And you said? - That you didn't trust me.

Thought I might be in cahoots with Winston.

- Smart. - He's smart, too.

And he won't stop with Winston.

He'll start asking questions about the raid, which might lead him to--

Mayor?

I think I underestimated you.

Happens.

Seriously, why are you doing this?

Why did you try to kill Silvermane?

- I asked you first. - I saved your life.

Not here.

One and two and hop and fly.

Don't worry, friends.

There's plenty of soup to go around.

- Two? - Oh, you got it, boss.

How's business?

Well, you just doubled it.

So...

You serve your country, and this is how they repay you.

Everyone's gonna eat today.

- Are you a vet, too? - Oh, no, no, no, no.

I'm a journalist.

In fact, I'm looking for someone named Lonnie Lincoln.

- Ah. - Doing a story on Black vets

and how their lives turned out.

Well, you in the right place.

All the vets in Harlem are about to line up to get their hot meals.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

But you want stories?

I got stories for days.

Hey, picture this. Case of anchovies falls off

- the back of a truck. - Yeah.

- Now, my man Steven? - Steven.

He's gathering up all the anchovies and cans.

He don't even like anchovies.

Now I'm like Steven. I don't even like anchovies.

- What is this place?

My old life.

It's where I used to perform before Silvermane found me.

I used to sing for pennies.

Could barely afford to put food in my stomach, but...

I loved it.

One night, Silvermane tipped me more money than I'd ever seen in my life.

Next day, he made a proposal.

Headline a new club.

Said I'd have everything I could ever want.

And he gave it to me.

But you couldn't see the strings.

They were thin at first,

but over the years, they got thick as rope.

No.

They were never like that.

The only thing Silvermane gets off on is power.

As long as he can control what I wear,

what I do,

who I'm around...

There was a man once.

Thomas.

Started coming to the club night after night.

And, eventually...

he wore me down.

He was a dentist, if you can believe it.

Sexy dentist, huh?

Yeah, I heard about those guys.

Oh, no, but he was kind.

And I guess, for me, kindness was something new.

After about a year, he surprised me with a ring.

And I surprised him by saying "yes."

After Thomas suddenly stopped coming by,

I thought maybe I had done something wrong.

Could have just scared him off,

but Silvermane had him killed.

Wanted to make sure I'd never make the same mistake again.

But you did... with Flint.

I suppose he's kind, too, when he isn't busting heads.

He is, in fact.

He's got more honor and loyalty than anyone I know,

so I thought I would give us both a second chance.

And to do it, you needed Silvermane out of the picture.

I was so dumb to think that maybe I could have it all.

- Tell me about Addison.

Flint mentioned him.

They were war buddies.

He was worried about him.

Said Jimmy lost his job.

That he'd been burning things for money.

Mostly insurance scams.

With the money I was offering,

it wasn't hard to convince him to kill Silvermane.

But Addison botched the job

and let Silvermane get away.

Oh.

And then that other freak--

what's he called? The Spider? --

ruined your second try.

- And here we are. - Hmm.

So, if-if there ain't chicken, and there ain't noodles,

then it ain't chicken noodle soup, is it? It's...

It's just soup. You know what I mean?

Are you gonna get this down? 'Cause I'm-I'm spitting gold here.

I got it all up here.

Harvey, my friend, thanks for the perspective.

You got it. Hey, hey, don't be a stranger.

I'm here all day, every day, rain or shine.

- I'm alone, no cops. - I should rip your head off.

I know, but listen.

The story they printed wasn't what I gave 'em.

- Now, I came here to make things right. - You expect me to believe that?

Brother, let me help you.

At least let's go somewhere more comfortable and talk.

The Alcove. 79th and--

Yeah, I know where The Alcove is.

Everybody knows where The Alcove is.

- Evening, Ms. Hardy.

- Good evening. - How about those monster freaks, huh?

What a mess.

You think The Spider's gonna show back up?

I doubt it. I mean, the guy could barely hack it when he was the only--

Maybe just the ride, if you don't mind?

Mm-hmm. Sure thing, pal.

I don't think I can be alone tonight.

Hey, do you mind going back downtown?

Yeah. Sure thing, pal.

Look who finally showed up.

You found the police chief?

Even better.

My boy!

Where have you been?

Been looking all over the city for you.

I had to lay low for a minute.

Yeah, you did.

You're in all the papers after that number you did on those cops.

Yeah.

Where did all that come from, son?

Don't worry about it.

I'm just glad you're back.

You hear we had a traitor in our midst?

You never did like Winston, did you?

Winston?

You thought it was someone else?

Me, too.

That's why you can never really trust anyone.

Even the staunchest of allies.

Money, power. They can corrupt anybody.

You all right?

It's okay.

You're welcome here, no matter what.

You've always been loyal.

That cuts both ways, Flint.

You watch my back, and I watch yours.

Got to warn you, though.

We've got a fight coming.

- Are you ready for that? - I'm ready.

Whatever you need, I'm ready.

Good.

Time to show the mayor what he's up against.

Should we...

talk about the powers?

When you got 'em?

Or just-- Where you from?

You a Harlem kid?

You a card player?

Played a few hands here and there.

Oh, so you're good, huh?

Ah.

It's not much.

You don't have to do that.

Do what?

Be humble.

Hmm. Do you have anything to drink?

Sure. Um, well, uh, how about some music? You know, and...?

Ah...

Uh...

...there's only one glass.

I haven't had many guests.

Ben...

Oh. Well, here's another, but it's used.

I'll just use the used glass.

Take a seat, make yourself comfortable.

So, here we are.

Here we are.

Your turn.

Tell me why.

Right, my turn.

My turn.

There was this girl.

This, uh,

smart, fun girl.

You want to tell me about her?

Her name was Ruby, and, um, we were...

...happy.

And I did a job. No big deal.

Deadbeat husband, but,

he ended up doing five years hard time,

and he got through the stint thinking about one thing--

revenge.

I still don't know how, but he knew I was close to Ruby,

and he killed her.

I... I was

going to take her to dinner on that night.

The fact is, we never made it to dinner,

because I was too busy getting drunk...

...in a bar across town to know she was in danger.

And I got there too late.

He killed her to make me suffer.

He killed her, but...

I'm the reason she's dead.

If Ruby had never met me, she'd still be alive.

So...

...you saved me to make up for not saving her.

Nothing can make up for that.

I did it so I wouldn't feel any worse.

So how do you feel?

How do I feel?

Uh...

Alone.

Well...

...maybe we can be alone together.

- So sorry. - Damn.

Lonnie, who's H?

Helen.

My moms.

You two must be close.

What about the rest of your family?

Just my mom.

After the war...

I wasn't so easy to be around.

Yeah, it's hard going back to normal life.

All three of my brothers served.

Yeah, and both mine served, too.

Jack, the oldest, was a POW.

Yeah?

Where at?

Frankfurt.

Yeah, took him a long time to get his head right after that.

The Germans got me, too.

Shit.

Sorry. I...

They did something to you all, didn't they?

Silvermane! Hey, good to see you.

You remember my wife.

Honey, why don't you and Phyllis go powder your noses?

Eat shit, Alfred.

- Come on, Phyllis. - It's fine.

Missed you at lunch today, Chief.

Must have been saving room for dinner.

How've you been?

You look good. You in good health?

Strong as ever, my friend.

How about you?

Eh. You know, the blood pressure's a bit high.

The election, you know.

I do know, seeing as I'm the one who paid to put you in that seat.

Well, I'm about to be voted out of it.

And whose fault is that?

You want the whole list or just the headlines?

Let's just put it down to destiny.

And what?

You just move on to the next guy and expect me to go quietly?

Only those who will risk going too far

can possibly find out how far one can go.

Well, in that case, I'd be happy to show you too far.

- I'll just let you fellas talk. - Sit down.

Is this about my calling for an end to Prohibition?

Because I'm simply giving the people what they want.

- Do you think you're special, Morris?

Every four years, I decide who sits in that chair.

This time, it's going to be Hudson.

Next time, some other asshole.

Well, apparently, this particular asshole still has some cards left to play.

Why do you think I'm the one breaking bread with the chief of police?

Fellas, I'm sure we can reach some kind of--

You've had a good run.

Had to end sometime.

Are you sure about that?

Oh, how silly of me.

I haven't introduced my associate.

Flint, say hello to the mayor.

It's...

it's okay, everybody.

Don't worry. We're all friends here.

It's okay.

I'm not backing down.

Fair enough.

You've got balls, Morris. I'll give you that much.

May the best man live.

What's next, boss?

He's asked for it. Let's give it to him.

When you were at the station,

where were you going?

Anywhere.

Away.

But if you could choose a place?

Santorini.

It's a Greek island with black sand beaches

and quaint little towns with nothing to do

but eat and drink and watch the sunset.

- That sounds... really boring.

Well, with the right person...

With the right person?

I'm sorry.

No, don't be.

I didn't picture this.

I did.

We interrupt your program with a citywide alert.

We have a report coming in. Authorities ask

that you please stay inside.

- Wait. - As I speak,

one of these super-powered monsters is terrorizing the Diamond District.

- Please stay inside... - It's Flint.

Did you hear me? That has to be Flint.

...as the story develops. Now, back to your--

Yeah, I heard you. I just don't know what the hell you want me to do about it.

Well, he was upset the last time we spoke.

Come on.

I'm trying to help him.

Okay. Then, go.

After everything we've shared--

what he meant to me, what Ruby meant to you--

are you really going to sit there and do nothing?

You really are a coward.

All I know is that once it starts, it gets worse fast.

And there ain't no changing back.

But you should talk to Doc Faber.

She can explain what's going on a whole lot better than I can.

Robbie.

- Me? Okay. - Yeah.

Reilly Investiga-- - Yeah, it's me.

I don't have time to explain. Grab your camera,

head down to the Diamond District right now.

Wait. Wait.

- Oh, I...

I-I thought you were someone else.

Well, I know exactly who you are.

The Spider.

The Spider?

Hey, I thought you was dead, huh?

What are you doing he--

Holy shit.

You're here to stop me.

- No, no. Like I said-- - Hot damn!

Me and The Spider, duking it out on 6th Ave, huh?

- What? - Put that on a poster.

Oh. Another one.

Oh! He lives.

Barely.

And now for the main attraction.

Holy shit. Did you guys see that?

Now who the hell is this guy?

Unbelievable.

Oh, hey, Spider. Want some more?

Come on, man. Fight back.

Do your job. Protect the city.

- Stop Silvermane. - Save your ass, you mean.

Sir, one of those freaks

is tearing up the Diamond District.

Jesus, Silvermane's not wasting any time.

The Spider is there.

The Spider is there?

Oof. The guy really should've stayed retired.

Come on. Can we just talk?

I don't know.

Think he's still got it.

Oh. Come on!

Amscray.

Yeah.

Well played, Spider.

But I'm all juiced up.

For now.

- The Spider's back! He's back!

Can't you do something?

I'm the goddamn mayor of New York.

- Happy now? - Damn it.

Wait. Sir?

Hello.

Come on. Bring it--

That's it. Keep coming.

Oh, you want some more, pal?

I got plenty for you.

Come on.

Missed me.

Ow.

Ah!

You're losing your spark, buddy.

Hey, you had enough, pal?

You're gonna have to do better than that.

Can I give you a hand with that?

- You see that?

He's still got it.

Yeah. I told you that.

- All right. - Let's go.

Okay, grab him.

- Okay... - Wait. Where did you come from?

Back up. Back up.

No, let him through. Let him through.

What's going on here?

Smile for the camera.

- Robbie? No. No, no.

- We're done here.

- Let go of my hand. - I have an announcement!

- Me and The Spider have teamed up... - Not-not a team.

- ...to save this city! - Not a team. No, not a team.

- He's back, everyone.

No. Not back. Not back.

Hey, yeah.

Yeah. One more. One more picture.

- One more, one more. - I'm good. No, thanks.

- Go Spider!

Go away.

Oh.

"Oh" yourself.

Come right on in. Make yourself at home.

- Everything cool?

Don't you want to know what happened?

Oh, Flint. Is he okay?

It wasn't him.

What happened to your face?

I... walked into a door.

How many times?

Just tell me one thing.

Am I right?

I think so. W-Well, I don't really know what you're talking about.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Spider.