Original subtitles

A gloomy and stormy Halloween.

Good evening, here is 8 p.m. on GC1.

In one:

a poll puts the outgoing mayor Don Mitchell Jr

and 28-year-old activist Bella Reál neck to neck.

And they jostled last night, during the last debate.

My young rival threatens the Recovery program

created by the great Thomas Wayne.

Financing our dike and our social safety net.

The Recovery program is broken.

The city is relaunching for 20 years.

Result?

Delinquency is exploding.

With homicides and drug addiction.

A masked vigilante is on the prowl.

Under my mandates,

the police dealt hard blows to the underworld and narcos.

The Salvatore Maroni affair allowed a record catch.

Eye drops and other drugs are all the rage. It's getting worse.

There remains to be done.

I have a wife and a young son and I will not rest...

Yes, I'm watching.

Why are we tied?

I was supposed to bounce back in this poll.

Okay, I've seen enough. Call back tomorrow morning.

...who still believes in this city.

We need a leader, not acheerleader.

Someone who will tell the truth.

Thursday October 31.

The streets are crowded for this festive day.

Despite the rain.

In the chaos

the crime hides

ready to strike like a snake.

But I'm here, too.

And I watch.

Two night owl years

made me a night animal.

I have to choose my targets carefully.

Come on, get the money!

Swarm!

The city is big.

I can't be everywhere.

But they don't know where I am.

It's for you.

We put up a signal.

To call me if necessary.

But this light that tears the sky

is not just a call.

It's a warning.

For them.

Fear...

is a tool.

It's not okay, right?

You filthy collyroman!

They think I'm hidden in the shadows.

Quickly !

BREAKDOWN

But the shadow is me.

Come on, come on!

What are you waiting for?

Help!

Where are you going?

Come on.

Can you move anymore?

Kick the shit out of him.

Get started!

Have you seen the look?

What are you?

I am Vengeance.

Shit.

It's him!

Don't hit me.

Police only.

He is with me.

No joke?

Are you letting him in?

Martinez,

let it pass.

Dirty beast.

What do we know?

NO TO LIES

Inspector?

Sorry, Lieutenant.

Head trauma with lacerations.

He was beaten profusely.

And violently.

Is all this blood coming from there?

Excuse me.

He mainly bled from his hand.

Severed thumb.

The killer must have taken it as a trophy.

He was amputated alive.

Bruise...

around the wound.

LIES

FALL OF NARCO MARONI

According to the bodyguard, the family was on a candy hunt.

The Mayor was alone at home.

The killer must have gone through the glass roof.

It seems there is a map.

“From your secret friend.

Who is he?

No idea?

So, you and me, we're going to play.

What does a liar do when he dies?”

There is also a cryptogram.

Does this inspire you?

What is he doing here?

I called him, Pete.

It's a crime scene.

And it’s Mitchell, dammit!

The press is downstairs!

I've been flowing, Jim, in the name of the past, but you are fooling!

FOR BATMAN

- Is he involved? - No.

What do you know?

He's a dirty vigilante, a potential suspect!

Let's see! We were teammates!

I'm looking for a link.

He lies as he expires.

Pardon ?

The riddle.

What does a liar do when he dies? He lies as he expires.

Good God!

Is it your favorite day of the year?

Happy fucking Halloween.

Mr. Commissioner?

We are awaiting your statement.

I want him to go away.

Right away !

Come.

The son found him dead.

You saw someone else upon arrival?

We really have to go.

Tonight,

a son lost his father.

A wife lost her husband.

And me, a friend.

Our Mayor fought for the city

and I will track down his relentless murderer.

This crime defies reason.

And we explore all tracks available

to identify the culprit.

I would like to say that I have an impact.

But I don't know anything about it.

Murders, robberies and assaults

have been increasing for 2 years.

And now this.

The city is devouring itself.

Is it savable?

I have to try.

Surpass myself.

All these frantic nights get confused

under the mask.

Some mornings,

I have trouble remembering

everything that happened.

THURSDAY OCTOBER 31

NIGHT ANIMAL

SURPASS MYSELF

GOTHAM PROJECT YEAR 2 - OCTOBER

Thunderbolt in the news:

candidate for a fifth term, Don Mitchell Jr

was murdered last night, at his home,

in upscale Crest Hill.

Not all details have been disclosed,

but the city is already gridded

by the police and the FBI, in search of the killer.

It is of course not the first political murder in Gotham.

Strange coincidence, 20 years ago this week,

Philanthropist doctor Thomas Wayne and his wife Martha

were killed while he was running for mayor.

Shocking and still unsolved crime.

The career of Don Mitchell Jr was marked by its war on drugs

and the big undercover operation

who allowed the arrest

of the sinister godfather Salvatore Maroni

and what remains record drug bust in Gotham.

You already knew.

I see.

All this blood comes from there?

My God!

There is also a cryptogram.

Does this inspire you?

Did the killer write to Batman?

Apparently.

You're becoming pretty damn famous.

Why is he writing to you?

I'm looking.

Go shower.

Our accountant friends come for breakfast.

Here ? For what ?

- You are running away from them! - No time.

It's getting serious.

If this continues, you will soon have nothing left.

I don't care.

Of all that.

Family heritage?

I am carrying on the family legacy.

If I am helpless,

if I have no impact,

I don't care about my fate.

That's my fear.

Alfred, stop.

You are not my father.

I am aware of it.

We really have to go.

WHAT DOES A LIAR DO WHEN DYING?

HE LIES AS HE EXHARES.

There are fresh blueberries.

What are you doing ?

I dive back in my years as an agent at the Cirque.

This code is quite elusive.

Where do you get these O's from?

“He lies as he expires” is only a partial key

who only gives these letters,

so I start by the double symbols.

Letter by letter, I grope.

Interesting.

Mr. Pennyworth?

Yes, Dory?

The accountants are there.

Install them.

What if it's not a partial key?

How so ?

What if it's the entire key?

What if we eliminate the other symbols?

That we don't have in the riddle.

I understood,

but that leaves the vast majority undeciphered cryptogram...

Mazette!

He did have a car!

It pays to be mayor.

Where do we start?

“Drive” does not necessarily evoke a car.

Trust !

Speak for yourself.

After 2 years,

I still don't know who you are.

There.

What are we looking for?

A USB port.

USB?

What ?

Flash drive of one inch.

What a horror.

It's encrypted.

With that.

What a joker, this guy.

Here, here...

the defender of the family!

Who is she?

No idea.

There, it's the Penguin,

Falcone's right arm.

Him, I know.

What ?

Shit !

The drive!

He sent the photos from my mailbox

at the Gotham Post, at the Gazette, at GC1.

Damn it!

Pete is going to give me a hard time!

He lies as he expires.

On her?

Possible.

This is the Iceberg Lounge,

the box under the loft which serves as Falcone's hideout.

We don't go there without a warrant.

Do you know who I am?

Yeah, I kind of have an idea.

I want to see the Penguin.

I don't know what you're talking about.

- SO ? - He wants to see the Penguin.

The Penguin? There's none here.

I tried to tell him.

Get out of here, you dirty beast.

Or there will be lots of blood on this disguise.

Mine or yours?

Get it!

Drop that or I'll explode you!

Calm down, my darling.

Are you looking for me?

You met the twins.

What they say about you is true, isn't it?

So, we make a pair.

Good evening.

I'm Oz.

Who is she?

I really don't know, boss.

We left at the same time, but I didn't hang out with them.

Don't worry.

Mr. Vengeance here, he doesn't bite.

Come on.

Thank you, darling.

Take that back, man.

I want to know who it is and its connection to the murder.

- From whom? - From the Mayor.

Is it the Mayor?

Oh shit, yes. Hold !

Don't force me to type.

Be careful.

Do you know my reputation?

Yeah.

And you ?

Listen...

I'm just the owner.

What people do here...

It doesn't concern me.

In any case,

even though I don't know who it is,

she's good!

Ask Mrs. Mitchell if she knows.

Too early for that?

Tell me if there's anything else for your service!

Taxi!

It's me.

Honey, what's the matter?

Slower.

On the news?

Don't move, wait for me.

I'm going home now.

Honey, we'll get away, I promise.

If necessary, we leave this evening.

You bastard!

The police ask for the young woman to call...

ELECTION EVENING NOVEMBER 5

You assure.

Give that back to me!

Kosolov Annika.

He hit her so you killed him?

Give that back to me.

My darling,

you're wrong.

I didn't kill anyone. I'm here for my friend.

She wants to leave and that bastard stole his passport.

What does she know?

She doesn't tell me, it freaks her out.

It was visible...

when you came home.

Let's go talk to him.

Annie?

Darling ?

LAST PAYMENT REMINDER

The city is shaken by murder

of a second personality in two evenings.

And the killer claimed responsibility for his actions online.

What are they going to do to him? She's a kid.

They messed with my phone.

Commissioner Pete Savage was found dead

at the Police Sport Club from Tricorner Island.

The killer posted this on social networks.

Attention, very disturbing video.

Hello, citizens of Gotham.

This is Riddler.

On Halloween night,

I killed the Mayor, because he was cheating on you.

But I'm not done yet.

Here's another one...

who will soon lose face.

I will kill again, again and again

until our Day of Judgment,

when the truth on our city will finally be

unmasked.

Goodbye!

Commissioner Savage

had a brilliant career 30 years old...

Damn, I saw him too.

At the club.

At the Iceberg Lounge?

At least 44.

What is it?

The club within the club.

The real club.

A mafia den.

Is this where you work?

Selina?

No, I'm at the bar upstairs.

But I see them coming in.

Who ?

Guys who don't belong there.

Good citizens in all respects.

You have to help me.

For your friend.

You have cats.

I like stray animals.

You are in danger here.

I defend myself.

...two murders in a few days before the elections.

Authorities hope to find killer

before he strikes again.

He waited for it

to the room.

Pete was working out late at night, when it was deserted.

Needle mark on neck.

Arsenic sting.

Rat poison.

Seems like that's his theme.

Look at this thing.

A maze.

What weirdo can do that to someone?

More symbols.

Another cryptogram.

He posted this with its viral message.

This bastard is also killing your reputation.

He deals eye drops in the East End.

I don't understand why Pete would have gotten involved in that.

Lure of profit, it seems.

Is this a joke?

We had a hard time to corner the Maronis.

And he would have given in to a lousy dealer?

You may have misunderstood it.

Did he get what he deserves?

He was a cop.

And he slipped.

FOR BATMAN

“I’m crazy about you.

Do you want to know my name?

So open and read.”

BUT WAIT, IF I TELL YOU, THIS WILL BREAK OUR ALCHEMY!

"Follow the labyrinth until finding the rat.

To the light you will lead him.

And there you will find me."

What is this gibberish?

To the light will you lead him?

Find the rat?

I don't know.

Lieutenant?

They come back.

You have to go.

Come on.

I don't like this stuff.

You will be my eyes in this private preserve.

Am I the bait on the hook?

I'm just looking for Annika.

You are a true love.

You don't care of what will happen to me in there.

Look at me.

Impeccable.

Hold.

I receive you. Do you hear me?

Where are you going?

Hospitality.

I stuck with him, the other night.

I broke his nose.

Kenzie William.

Cop on the loose.

Will anyone see my lenses?

Don't worry. I watch over you.

Hold the gaze while I identify them.

With joy.

Bergman Keith, municipal councilor

Becker Collin, senator

Svendsen Patrick, banker

They don't look at your eyes.

So good, huh?

Really good, my darling!

I hate collyromaniacs.

Oh good?

I haven't seen you dealer for Penguin?

You're talking nonsense.

Is it the right time?

Who was it?

- I've seen enough of him. - Turn around.

That would be the gear.

I have to see his face.

This is the trial!

Gil Colson.

And he arrives. Thrilled ?

Talk to him.

Are you okay?

- Hi. - I'm Gil.

The trial, right?

I saw you on TV!

It's true ?

I've never seen you here before.

It's not easy being new here. The atmosphere is...

heavy.

I'm very light!

Oh yes?

I like it.

Do you sit down?

There, it’s Travis.

Are you standing there?

Ritchie,

Glen.

Its substitutes.

You know Carla.

Don't worry about Cheri which decompresses.

We drown our sorrows.

Eye drops?

No thanks, but have fun.

That doesn't bother you, I hope.

This crazy killer is stressing me out.

He's high.

Without dec'?

I like her.

It's mutual.

This Riddler attacks the powerful of this city and he knows so much!

He knows shit.

And the rat, eh?

Gil, you're too busy.

The rat, ask him about it.

What is this rat?

There was a rat,

we had a clue

thanks to whom we fired Salvatore Maroni eye drops trafficking.

He talks about the Maroni affair.

But if this guy knows,

he's going to get it all out

and the whole city will explode.

I don't want to know. It is because of confidences that the Russian has disappeared.

What do you know?

- Who wants a drink? - Me.

Don't let go.

- Where are you going? - She knows Annika.

Stay on trial.

I'm looking for my friend.

- Where is Annika? - I don't know you!

She does. You know what?

Less strong! Are you suicidal?

A problem, girls?

No, we're talking rags.

We stay festive downstairs.

Okay, Oz.

It's been a while that I didn't see you downstairs.

What are you becoming?

How are you.

I was going to...

just go back up.

See you soon.

Do you know him?

Like other mafiosi.

You're going out with him!

I'm not going out with him.

It would have seemed so.

What are you doing?

I'm fed up.

Taxi!

I didn't find you anymore.

I have to go back.

Shall I drive you back?

I'm parked there.

It'll be fine.

I hope...

see you next time.

Don't...

don't move.

What do you know about an informer? in the Maroni affair?

There was indeed one.

It's the rat we're looking for.

Riddler knows who it is.

If we find the rat, he can lead us to him.

Where do you get that from?

A source of mine saw the trial this evening.

Gil is on edge.

The Target Killer people linked to the case.

I worked on the case.

Riddler is not targeting you.

What do you know about it?

You are honest.

Colson is corrupt?

I should go

put pressure on him

so that he releases the rat.

Too dangerous. They have a secret deal with him.

Who knows how many people it affects? in politics,

the police, justice?

The city is in danger of exploding.

It's quite a powder keg.

And Riddler is the spark.

- Do you know him? - Like other mafiosi.

You're going out with him!

I'm not going out with him.

You're going out with him!

I'm not going out with him.

Do you know him?

Like other mafiosi.

You're going out with him!

I'm not going out with him.

Cute!

A new friend?

Not so sure.

You upset her.

Is this a good sign?

- What ? - Your outfit.

Will Bruce Wayne show up?

Public tribute to the Mayor.

Killers like to see the reactions they cause.

Tempting for Riddler.

Ah, that reminds me.

I allowed myself to sober the last cryptogram.

The one from the rat maze.

I fear that his Spanish leaves nothing to be desired, but...

I think it gives: “Where does el rata alada wander.”

Rata alada?

Winged rat?

Pigeon in slang. Does this mean anything to you?

Retriever pigeon.

Your cufflinks?

Not found.

You don't go out without it.

Keep your cufflinks.

Take care of appearances. You remain a Wayne.

And you, are you a Wayne?

Gift from your father.

No to lies! No to lies!

OUR DAY OF JUDGMENT

Mr. Wayne. You can go there.

Is this Bruce Wayne?

Minute !

Not so close.

Perfect.

Come, Mr. Falcone.

Sir ?

Not so close, classy boy!

Crap, guys.

He's the Prince of the city.

What event

to bring out the biggest recluse out of town after me.

You dared to come out without fear of being shot?

Since your father is no longer here?

Do you know Bruce Wayne?

In person?

His father saved my life.

I had a bullet in the chest.

There.

To avoid the hospital, we went to see him.

He operated on me on the table from the dining room.

And this little one,

he saw everything.

From the top of the stairs.

I remember your face.

Do you see anything in his gesture?

His Hippocratic Oath.

Hippocratic Oath.

Well seen.

Excuse me.

Ladies and gentlemen,

thank you for coming to the tribute

returned to our dear Mayor and who will start.

The family calls, in his memory,

to donate to the cause that was most important to him:

the Gotham Recovery program,

our social safety net.

A net that catches no one.

He didn't help my daughter who was in need, that's for sure.

This guy was just a rich person's trash.

He got what he deserved.

Right?

Do I know you?

Bruce Wayne!

You never call me back.

Pardon ?

Bella Real, candidate for mayor.

Sorry to bother you here. You are unreachable.

Shall we take a few steps?

Mr. Wayne?

You could do more for the city.

You come from a philanthropic family and seem to remain idle.

If I am elected, I want to change that.

My God !

I will offer my condolences. Shall we resume the discussion afterwards?

Chief, can I talk to you?

Gil Colson is nowhere to be found.

Since last night.

Is it starting again?

Mr. Wayne!

Are you looking for him?

I sent some guys to his house. Nothing.

- His wife? - She has no news.

Get out!

Come out with your hands in the air!

Get out!

Hands in the air!

In plain sight!

It's Colson.

He has a bomb on his neck!

See?

Evacuate!

What is he looking at?

Shit then.

What is this madness?

What the hell is he doing?

Gordon!

Your friend is going to get killed.

Pity !

He made me do this!

Otherwise, he would kill me. I'm sorry !

It looks like a code lock.

Can't you cut it?

At the cost of your head.

IN THESE TROUBLED TIMES, NEVER FORGET...

WE CAN ALWAYS CALL EACH OTHER. ANSWER.

You came.

Who are you?

Me?

No one.

I am just an instrument

to unmask the truth on our city cesspool.

Unmask?

Yes!

Let's cooperate, okay?

I tried a lot to contact you.

You are a stakeholder.

In what?

You'll see.

Chief, come see.

Say hello to my followers.

We're live.

They will follow our mini-trial.

For now, the man in front of you, Mr. Colson,

died!

Bring someone in! He's going to kill me!

Shut up!

You deserve to die!

Can you hear me?

I'll give you a chance.

I was never given a chance.

Okay...

since I was little,

I love riddles.

They are my refuge

faced with the horrors of our world.

Maybe...

It will comfort you, too.

Play guessing games?

Three riddles in two minutes.

Give me the answers and I'll give you the lock code.

Understood?

I just have to... You want...

First riddle!

"She can be cruel, blind or unfinished,

but when people are deprived of it, it is the violence that we see rising."

Wait. Can you repeat?

Cruel, blind?

Justice.

The answer.

Justice?

Justice!

And you...

become one of its armed forces with the late mayor and commissioner,

right, Mr. Colson?

Of course.

Second riddle.

"If you are Justice, please don't lie.

What is the price to pay for your averted glances?"

Bribes.

Bribes?

He wants the price of your silence.

58 seconds!

- How much? - Nothing.

How much ?

10,000 per month to bury certain investigations.

Which ones?

He didn't ask me that! 10,000.

Keep your head on your shoulders.

One last one before your deadline expires.

Last riddle.

"Since your justice

is very selective,

tell us what vermin you protect so lucratively?"

The rat

that you all protect since the Maroni affair.

- Do you know that? - His name!

20 seconds!

He will kill you.

I'm dead, no matter what!

By saying nothing,

I die alone. But if I give this name, my dear ones...

- He will kill them! - Who ?

- We are being watched! - Who ?

It's beyond what you imagine. It's the whole system!

Five!

Four!

Please, Lord.

Farewell!

- What is in his eyes? - I want to see his face.

Just take that off!

Let's calm down!

Are you protecting him, Jim?

He got involved in a hostage situation.

He has Colson's blood on his hands.

Me or you?

Pardon ?

He preferred to die than to speak.

What did he fear?

YOU ?

Bastard.

You realize what are you risking?

Complicity to murder.

Finished playing.

Let him go!

Violence against an agent, too!

Out of three agents.

What's wrong? You're going too far!

You too now?

Leave it to me, boss. One minute.

Are you getting wet for this trash?

One minute to get him to cooperate.

OK, let's go next.

Two minutes.

Listen to me!

I have to get you out of here.

We'll make you pay for it.

Hit me in the face.

Take this key.

Behind this door, deep down, a staircase leads to the roof.

What's going on there?

What's going on?

Who is the mustachioed man with the broken nose?

Kenzie, drugs.

I stuck with him at the Iceberg Lounge.

He works incidentally for the Penguin?

Or as a cop.

He's here!

You didn't hit it halfway.

Yes.

The boss has you searched. Do you suspect it?

I don't trust anyone. And you ?

Only to you.

What does a narcotics do? with Falcone's deputy?

Cops protect the rat. Kenzie included?

Penguin would be the rat?

He has a mafia club. Maroni was staying there.

If Penguin compromised in front of the trial, his client,

he may have been obliged to collaborate with justice.

The rata alada.

Riddler's Riddle, that of the labyrinth.

It means winged rat, retriever pigeon.

A penguin has wings.

It's time I saw him again.

But Riddler will kill again.

Everything is linked. Like it or not, he runs the game.

To find Riddler, we have to find this rat.

Kenzie and the twins are coming towards you.

There's Penguin.

What's in these bags?

Should we intervene?

We follow.

They're on Waterfront Street, at the recycling plant.

I'm there.

How are you ?

Let's not stay under this flood.

Clandestine lab.

Eye drops. They make a transaction.

They handed over Maroni's traffic on the tracks.

If they really derailed it.

Our record drug catch

was fake?

It gets complicated.

How so ?

What's happening to you?

You're robbing a dangerous gang.

Frankly !

It's your favorite to scare girls in the dark?

You worked at the club to mount this stunt?

I would be delighted to discuss these sordid things with you, Batou,

but these assholes will come back.

Shit !

Revenge !

Are you taking the liberty of stealing my money?

Kenzie, take the money!

Come on, come on!

He's crazy!

Come!

Push yourself!

Come on !

Push yourself!

I got you!

I got you!

I got you, poor fool!

I got you!

You're doing it to me good cop, bat cop?

Who is Riddler?

What do I know?

We'll help you a little.

When the cops catch you and take you on board,

you throw a big fish.

Salvatore Maroni and his trafficking in eye drops.

But the cops, the Mayor, the prosecutor

appear greedy.

In addition to the glorious haul, they collect traffic

and trust him to a loser like you.

You don't just work for Falcone. For them too.

Are you crazy?

-And you killed the girl. - Who?

Your waitress from Minus 44.

She found out from Mitchell that you were the rat, so you killed her.

But Riddler knew it too.

He knows a lot about you. And vice versa.

Who is it?

You make a hell of a duo. Play the song!

But there is a problem in your scenario.

I'm not a rat!

You know what Falcone would do me if he heard that?

You don't want to talk about rats? And what did they do to my teammate?

Damn!

They ate off his head!

Stop!

Open your eyes!

Are you el rata alada?

El rata alada?

The winged rat, the informer, isn't that you?

The decrypted message gives: “Where does el rata alada wander.”

Does it say “el rata”?

Does this inspire you?

It's lousy Spanish.

It's "the" failure.

Is this Riddler stupid?

You look fine!

What fine sleuths!

It's only me here who knows the difference between el and la?

No habla español, guys?

Please shut up!

Was he wrong?

Not his type.

A winged rat,

it reminds me of me a fucking bat!

Didn’t that occur to you?

Where error

U...

R... L.

Maybe he was wrong...

Wait.

Is it him?

Shit then.

- DID YOU FIND IT? - THE WINGED RAT?

OUI.

POSSIBLE. IS A PENGUIN A WINGED RAT?

INTERESTING.

YOU ARE NOT THINKING BIG ENOUGH.

Is it him or not?

I HAVE TO SHOW YOU MORE SO YOU UNDERSTAND.

MY NEXT TARGET IS THE BIGGEST PUZZLE PIECE SO FAR.

TARGET ?

MURDER?

DEAD, HE WILL BE DEAD SOON.

HERE'S A CLUE TO FIND IT.

"I'm a bad seed

raised to the penalty.

But in a mansion

looks unhealthy. I will never know where I come from.

Do you know what I am?” Any idea?

He's an orphan.

AN ORPHAN?

BYE.

A sick looking mansion.

The old orphanage.

Who burned?

On Wayne land. They donated it by building the tower.

Let's go.

I'm still here, right?

Are you untying me?

How do I leave?

You dirty bastards!

WELCOME

No gun.

To each their own, friend.

It's what ?

Collyromaniacs.

What is this?

WHERE IT ALL STARTED

Thank you very much.

Beautiful, right?

Thank you all...

to be here today.

I believe in Gotham.

In its future.

But too many people

are left behind for too long.

Here’s why

I announce not only my candidacy for City Hall,

but also the creation of the program

Gotham Relaunch.

Whether I win or not,

the Wayne Foundation will donate one billion

to a charitable fund to finance public works.

RANCE IS A LIE

Finance people and projects

who urgently need it.

Like these children.

“The sins of the father.”

THE SINS OF THE FATHER

Let’s plant the seeds of the future of Gotham.

“His sins shall be upon the son.”

His next target, It's Bruce Wayne.

TO BE DELIVERED IN YOUR OWN HANDS TO BRUCE WAYNE

FIRE RETARDANT

Dory, give me Alfred!

Quickly !

A tragedy is going to happen!

Alas, it has already arrived.

About an hour ago.

I'm sorry.

I tried to contact you.

This letter was addressed to you.

It contained C4 explosive.

We also found this.

MEET IN HELL

He is sedated.

We hope to stabilize it.

Go home, go to sleep.

Shall we warn anyone else?

Family?

It's just me.

WE CAN ALWAYS CALL EACH OTHER. ANSWER.

THE SINS OF MY FATHER?

RANCE IS A LIE

RELAUNCH

Selina?

WHERE T?

Do you see me?

Yes.

I need to talk to you.

Where will we see each other?

Are you sorry?

What ?

No time to see me?

It was getting a little heated for me.

How could they kill her?

That shit cop, Kenzie.

The body was in his car, I will find it

and he will pay. Are you helping me?

Me ?

Isn't your name Vengeance?

Your friend was hanging out with bad people.

Had to explain it to him.

What does that mean?

That our choices have consequences.

"Choice" ?

I don't know who you are, but you were born rich.

- Was it worth it? - What ?

To compromise yourself for money.

How far have you gone to mount this stunt?

How close did you have to come from Penguin, from Falcone?

You speak without knowing. Falcone owes me this money.

- Oh? -And more.

- For what ? - I'm not talking to you.

Why a guy like Falcone owes you...

Because he's my father!

My mother worked at least 44.

Like Anni.

I accompanied him, when I was little.

At the club?

I hid in the dressing rooms.

I saw him there.

He scared the shit out of me.

I found it strange that he looks at me like that.

Until the evening my mother told me

who he was.

When I was 7 years old, my mother was killed, strangled.

We didn't know by whom.

Probably a crook at the club.

In short, when social services came to get me, he didn't say anything.

He even avoided my gaze.

He owes me this money.

Pardon.

For what I said.

It's nothing.

You imagine the worst in people.

Suddenly,

we're not that different.

Who are you down there?

What are you hiding?

You have been...

hideously bruised?

Listen...

if we do nothing for Annika, no one will.

The only ones we take care of here,

It's these shitty privileged white people:

the Mayor, the commissioner, the prosecutor.

And now Thomas and Bruce Wayne. This fool is right to target these scum.

You should help him.

Why the Waynes?

Do you live in a cave? The latest Riddler is about the Waynes.

Well...

if I find this Kenzie shit, are you helping me?

Please.

Come on, Vengeance.

In any case, don't do anything without me. It's dangerous...

I told you, honey.

I defend myself.

My name is Thomas Wayne

and here is my profession of faith.

From childhood, my family and that of Martha, the Arkhams,

instilled in us

than sharing is not just an obligation.

It’s a passion.

This is what our families bequeathed to us.

The Waynes and the Arkhams:

the founding families of Gotham.

But what have they really left us?

20 years ago,

a journalist undertook to reveal the sinister truth.

He discovered scandalous family secrets.

That the mother of little Martha had brutally killed her husband

before committing suicide.

And that the Arkham, thanks to their power and their money, had stifled that.

How Martha herself had been interned several times

and that we did not want let it be known.

Thomas Wayne

wanted to buy the silence of the pugnacious journalist

to save his municipal campaign.

But faced with his refusal,

Wayne called on his old associate occult Carmine Falcone

so that he kills him!

The Waynes and the Arkhams

have left to Gotham what lies and murder!

I hope you're listening, Bruce Wayne. It’s your legacy too.

And Gotham needs you to answer

from the sins of your father.

Goodbye!

Do you know who I am?

Bruce Wayne.

I'm coming to see Carmine Falcone.

Do you see well?

Do you know the price of this sweater?

No, boss.

$1183.

You know what made you fall communism?

Austerity!

Look at this marvel.

It's the shot of a lifetime!

Johnny Classieux! What do you want ?

Give us a break, guys.

Come!

See you, man!

Come on, my darling.

Sit down.

Not surprised you showed up.

This Riddler of my two, he really likes...

stir the mud.

It's true ?

What ?

This journalist story?

Be precise, my little one.

Did you kill him for my father?

Your father had problems.

This reporter had stink balls, very stuff...

intimate about your mother and the history of his family.

We all have dirty laundry at home, but your father didn't want

let it come out before the elections.

Your father offered to pay for it,

but the guy didn't want to know, so...

he came to see me.

I had never seen him in this state.

He said: "Carmine,

I want you to scare him of all the gods, to this guy."

And when the scare is not enough...

You see...

Your father asked me to sort this out, so I did it.

I fixed that.

I know...

you took your father for an altar boy.

But you can't imagine what even a good guy like him

is capable when the situation requires it.

Come on, go...

Don't let that stop you from sleeping.

This journalist was...

a scoundrel.

In the pay of Maroni.

From Maroni?

He couldn't have suspected that between your father and me, things were going back.

And after what happened to the journalist,

Maroni feared that I have your father under my belt.

Forever.

He would have done everything

to prevent him from being mayor.

Are you following me?

You say that

Salvatore Maroni had my father killed?

I don't have proof of that.

But it looks like it to me.

That's what you wanted, right?

This little chat?

It's not too early.

You're not a kid anymore.

You lied to me.

All my life.

I saw Carmine Falcone.

He told me about what he did for my father.

By Salvatore Maroni.

He told you that Salvatore Maroni...

...got my father killed.

Why didn't you tell me?

During all these years,

I fought for him.

Thinking he was a good man.

He was a good man.

Listen to me!

Your father was a good man.

- Who made a mistake. - An error?

He had someone killed.

For what ?

To protect his family's image.

His political dream.

He didn't care about the family image and had no one killed.

He was protecting your mother.

He didn't care about his image, of his electoral campaign.

He cared about her.

And to you.

He had weakness to call on Falcone,

but without imagining that Falcone would kill this man.

Your father should have known

that Falcone would be delighted to finally have a means of putting pressure on him.

This is who Falcone is.

And that's your father's mistake.

When Falcone told him what he had done, your father

was wiped out.

He told Falcone that he would go to the police

to confess everything.

It's that evening

that your father and your mother

were killed.

On orders from Falcone?

If only I were sure.

It can also be a thug passing in the alley,

short of money and who shot in fear.

Believe me, I struggle every day to find the answer.

It was my job to protect them, do you understand?

You feel guilty,

but you were only a child.

I saw your frightened eyes

and I felt helpless.

I could train you to fight, but...

I was not fit to take care of you.

You needed a father.

And you only had me.

I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

My God !

I didn't imagine feeling such fear again.

I thought I had mastered all that.

I mean...

I'm not afraid of dying.

But I realize that there is one thing

which I have not exceeded.

This fear...

to one day have to relive that.

Losing someone I love.

I saw the signal.

Isn't that you?

I thought it was you.

Find !

I see that.

He had my phone. She called me that evening!

Gordon,

help me!

She has my gun!

Shut up !

Lower that.

Since I told you that she called me!

Listen.

Come back!

Where are you going?

Come on, Kenzie, you're scaring him.

Sorry, Mr. Falcone.

Don't hurt me!

Don't be afraid.

Come.

I'll ask you the question again.

- What did Mitchell tell you? - Nothing.

Don was talkative. I know that well.

Especially with beauties like you. I made him take your passport

until we have this little discussion.

All I want, it's leaving here.

You will hear more from me. Neither you nor anyone!

We'll make you leave, I promise.

But first, I need to know

what he told you.

He just said

that they all have made a deal with you.

He told you about that, about the market.

He said you gave information about eye drops.

That thanks to that, he was Mayor.

That you were a very important man.

Okay.

Calm down.

He's strangling her there.

Calm...

Rata alada.

The falcon is also winged.

Falcone is the rat?

Falcone works for you?

The Mayor,

the trial?

We work for him.

All.

How ?

Thanks to Relance.

Everything goes through that.

The Recovery program?

When Wayne died,

they jumped on it like vultures.

The Mayor, Falcone, Maroni. Everyone got involved.

It made bribes easier, whitening.

A huge, unsupervised charitable fund. It was a rush.

But Falcone wanted more.

So he brought down Maroni in beauty.

He threw away his eye drops,

launched career of those who helped him

and made them his pawns.

This election is windy.

It's Falcone, the Mayor.

He has been Mayor for 20 years.

Revenge,

let's kill this bastard.

This crap too.

We'll get it.

But not like that.

How ? He controls everything!

Go that far, it’s becoming like him.

Listen to me.

Don't waste your life.

Don't worry, my darling.

I have nine.

She's done for.

And if she kills Falcone, Riddler can fly away.

I catch up with her.

And me?

I do this my way.

And then?

We do as Riddler said.

We lead the rat to the light.

Tell Mr. Falcone I'm coming up.

He's not entertaining this evening.

It's for Annika.

Hold !

- Am I disturbing you. - No, my dear.

Can I see you?

Absolutely.

Alone ?

I'm super worried. I don't know where she is.

As you are a very important man, I said to myself

that you could help me to find her.

She disappeared It's been so long since...

Sorry.

It's nothing.

I understand. Hold.

It'll be fine. I have a tissue.

Mr. Falcone?

Vinnie, what did I say?

You have to see this.

Sorry, my dear.

I'll come back.

Damn then!

Recording provided

by Police Lieutenant James Gordon.

Warning:

he is very violent

and may inconvenience some.

He just said that they all made a deal with you.

He told you about that, about the market.

He said you gave information about eye drops.

That thanks to that, he was Mayor.

That you were a very important man.

Okay.

Dad?

I am Maria Kyle's daughter.

Do you remember her?

Lower that.

This is for my mother.

I see it!

It hurts me, you know.

The flesh of my flesh!

You're the one forcing me to do this.

Like your mother!

He has to pay!

You don't have to pay with him.

You've paid enough.

No, but have you seen yourself? What do you believe?

That you scare me with this mask and this cape?

That I'm going to cry and tell you a huge secret?

I'll tell you something:

everything i know

and what I did,

I will take it

in the grave.

Are you with Zorro?

All the cops ride for me.

We don't all ride for you.

You can be quiet.

What you say can be used at charge.

You have the right to a lawyer.

Court clerk, if necessary. Do you understand your rights?

Do you understand ?

See you again when I relax.

Do you have anything to declare ?

You dirty rat.

Repeat?

Good night Blackgate.

Probably your last.

Are you a big boss?

It could be.

Ah good ?

For me,

you will always be a cripple,

an empty suit.

Take this!

Stop!

It wasn't me who shot!

Let me go!

“To the light you will lead him.

And there you will find me."

It shot from up there!

Riddler.

Gage, with me!

Martinez, in the back! No one is coming in or out!

He left.

He was waiting posted here.

Lieutenant,

It's Martinez.

A woman saw a guy get off the exterior staircase after the shooting

and enter the local diner.

It's still there, sitting alone at the counter!

Police!

Hands in the air!

He said to raise your hands in the air, bastard!

I ordered pumpkin pie.

Don't move!

Which one are you?

Guess!

Come on, weakling!

Take it on board!

The widow and the son of Don Mitchell Jr are there,

for a moving demonstration of unity.

Dan O'Neil is at the meeting victory of Bella Real.

Diaries?

Registers. He has thousands of them.

Full of scribbles, delusions, cryptograms, codes.

Identity confirmed.

Edward Nashton, forensic accountant at KTMJ.

An accountant ?

Lieutenant, do you approve?

What about the chain of evidence?

Look at this.

He has gloves.

"Friday July 16:

my life is a cruel enigma that I can't solve

and which asphyxiates my mind, relentlessly.

And today I saw this word on the register on my desk:

Relaunch.

This empty promise that was made to me,

at the orphanage.

As soon as I opened it, I finally understood.

All my life

prepared me for this.

The moment I would learn the truth.

Where I could finally strike back and expose their lies.

If you want people truly understand,

it is not enough to give the answers, we must challenge them,

torture them with terrible questions, how I was tortured.

I understood what I must become.”

Well!

This rat doesn't like you.

There, it's not a rat.

What's there?

- Crowbar? - Chisel?

The murder weapon.

He killed Mitchell with that.

It will match to the mark on the floor.

JUST FOR YOU

MY CONFESSION

“My confession”?

He's already confessed to killing Mitchell.

It's not over yet.

He put a lot of stuff online.

He has 500 extremist followers.

His last post was from last night.

A widely viewed video, but with password.

Forceable?

IF I HAD KNOWN WHAT I KNOW NOW...

With a little time.

WHO IS BATMAN?

I KNOW WHO YOU REALLY ARE

WHO YOU REALLY ARE

Show me the post.

He is there.

“The truth unmasked.”

I am his latest target.

YOU ?

Maybe this is the end.

What ?

From Batman.

All right.

Riddler asks to see you.

In Arkham.

You're a good cop.

I said see you in Hell.

What do you want from me?

What do I want?

If you knew how long I'm waiting for this day.

This moment.

I was invisible forever.

But this will no longer be the case.

People will remember me there.

Of both of us.

Bruce...

Wayne.

Bruce...

Wayne.

I was there that day.

When the great Thomas Wayne ran for mayor

and makes his promises.

A week later he died and the world has forgotten us.

People had no words only for poor Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne, the orphan.

The orphan.

Living in a luxury tower overlooking the park,

it's not being an orphan.

Looking down on the rest of the world with all this money...

I forbid you!

Do you know what it's like to be an orphan?

That's 30 kids per dorm.

12 years old and already a collyroman to numb the pain.

It's waking up screaming because rats

bite your fingers.

And every winter a baby dies,

It’s so cold!

But no...

let's talk about the billionaire deprived of his lying daddy,

because the money, it softens the pill.

No ?

Bruce...

Wayne.

It's the only one that escaped us.

But we got the others, right?

All these little classies, honeyed, wormy.

You then!

Your mask is fabulous.

I would have liked let you see me with mine.

Funny, right?

People want to unmask you, but they are missing the point.

The two of us know...

that there, I see the real you.

My mask allowed me to be

really me.

Without shame.

Without limits.

Why did you write to me?

How so ?

All these cards.

I told you.

We cooperate, you are a stakeholder.

- We're not cooperating. - If !

Let's see, you led him to the light for me. We make a great team.

We're not a team.

I couldn't have gotten him out.

I'm not physical. My strength is up there.

I had all the pieces, all the answers,

but no echo. You gave me this.

I didn't give you anything.

You showed me what we got

just with fear

and some targeted violence.

You inspired me!

You're crazy.

What ?

You are sick, twisted.

How can you say that?

You will quickly be forgotten.

Poor psychopath!

In need of attention!

You will die alone here!

Anonymous !

It wasn't supposed to be like this!

I had everything planned!

We should be safe here!

To look at it all together.

Watch what?

All !

You had everything in front of you.

Haven't you guessed?

You are much less smart than I thought.

I overestimated you.

What have you done?

"Whoever the day walks, the night flies

and dies face down?"

You !

If you hope to stop this.

What have you done?

What have you done?

What have you done?

What are you doing here?

Don't touch that!

What a crazy guy, this guy.

Kill Mitchell with a carpet tool!

My uncle

is an upholsterer.

This is...

to lift.

Stop!

What are you doing?

A REAL CHANGE

A REAL CHANGE

Hey, guys.

Thank you for your comments

and especially for your pipes on the detonators.

Detonators?

Know

this will be my last post for a while.

Our community helped me a lot

in recent weeks,

in recent months...

Let's say that no more of us

I'm not alone anymore, OK?

Damn then!

Tomorrow is the elections.

And Bella Reál will win.

She promised a real change.

But we know the truth, right?

The true face of Gotham, we unmasked him together.

It is marked by corruption, perversion

under the false veneer of Relance.

But unmasking is not enough.

The day of judgment finally dawns.

The time is now

to punishment.

I parked seven vans

all along the dike.

And on this great evening,

they're going to go boom.

After the explosions,

the rise in water levels will be so rapid

that the evacuation will not be the solution.

Those who will not be swept away

will run through the streets, terrified.

Call Gordon.

On the heights of the city, at Gotham Square Garden,

the party will give way to panic,

this arena

becoming the shelter of last resort.

And there it is that you will intervene, friends.

WHAT CALIBER?

TAKE GUNS.

AND PLASTIC FILM!

At that time, I will have already been unmasked,

the hen will hold me,

but it doesn’t matter.

Because then...

it will be up to you.

You will be there,

on the lookout.

It's time let the lies finally stop.

False promises

relaunch?

Change?

We are going to give them reality “real change”!

We spent our lives in this cursed place,

to suffer!

To ask yourself: “Why us?”

Let them die wondering:

"Why them?"

The lines are out of order!

Street closed!

I want to leave town!

With these attacks, the city is flooded.

Go to the Garden like everyone else!

Who is in charge here?

I don't know. We are overwhelmed.

Listen. Silence !

We have to see if there are bombs here and evacuate the Mayor. Where is she?

Follow me.

We have to close the doors. The water is already entering.

It is a shelter of last resort.

For a hurricane, not a tidal wave.

They would die outside!

I calm the crowd for everyone to enter.

We need to evacuate you, Mrs. Reál.

I won't leave.

- It's an attack. - Exactly.

That's the problem with this city. People are running away. Not me.

Madam...

Please can I have

your attention?

Your attention, please!

How are you ?

- Where can I go up? - Follow me.

It'll be OK.

It's done.

It's over.

Calm down.

Calm down.

Good God...

Who are you?

Me ?

I am Vengeance.

Wednesday November 6.

The city is under water.

The National Guard will arrive.

Martial law was declared.

But crime does not sleep.

Looting and disorder will be legion

in inaccessible areas.

I feel like it's going to get worse before improving.

Some will benefit to grab what they can.

We will rebuild.

But more than our city.

We must rebuild trust

in our institutions,

in our elected officials

and between us.

Together we will learn again to believe in Gotham.

I'm starting to see

that I really had an impact,

but not the one I expected.

Revenge will not change the past.

Neither mine nor that of others.

I have to be more than that.

People need hope.

To know that someone is watching over them.

The city is angry,

bruised...

like me.

Our wounds can destroy us,

even when physical wounds have healed.

But if we survive it,

they can transform us.

Give us the capacity

to hold on

and the strength to fight.

We see live the masked vigilante

on the roof of Gotham Square Garden.

It's frankly terrible.

That this guy...

deprives you of your hour of glory like this.

How do we say, already?

"One day, you're at the top,

the next day,

You’re a clown.”

There's nothing worse than being a clown.

Don't be sad.

You made sure!

And what's more,

Gotham loves comebacks.

Who are you?

That is the question.

No ?

Riddle me this:

"The less we have,

the more the one we have will count.”

A friend!

You're leaving.

Frankly !

Do you ever say hello?

Where are you going to go?

I don't know. Green.

In Bludhaven, perhaps.

For what ?

Are you holding me back?

It will never change here.

Without Carmine, it will be worse for you.

A free-for-all.

Bloody.

I know.

It can change.

No chance.

I have to try.

You will leave your skin there.

Come with me...

looking for trouble, cheating on hedge fund CEOs,

it will be fun!

The Bat and the Cat.

It sounds good.

Was I dreaming or what?

You're already taken.

Go ahead.

Selina...

take care of yourself.

IN MEMORY OF ANDREW JACK

GOODBYE?

Subtitles: Pierre Arson

Reissue: Y7M3U47