All language subtitles for batwoman.s02e05

it's all there

tell me where i can find
the jack napier painting.

your painting is being
held by the collective,

private club
of connoisseurs

of outlawed artwork and antiquities.

you want to tie
the room together

with a vintage canvas
that takes you

inside the mind
of psychotic criminality?

these are the people
you need to know.

i want an introduction.

oh. the top crow?

your biggest clients
are in the collective.

they pay your bills.

you walk up
to their doorstep

trying to grab that napier,

they're gonna ask you
for a refund. unh!

you're from coryana.

you're gonna tell safiyah
to give my daughter back.

unh!

aah!

i got a report of a guy lurking
around east end

with a spiky pole.

it doesn't concern you,
batwoman.

that so? because he's
hanging off my line,

so why don't you
tell me what kind of fish i caught?

there's an item
i'm looking for.

it's gonna help me
find my daughter.

the woman holding
her captive doesn't want me to find it.

safiyah?
she sent this guy?

weapon fits the m.o.
of her assassins,

but i'll confirm
after you hand him over now.

i don't take orders
from crows,

and i got a better shot
at finding kate kane before you do.

"all crows
are bastards."

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[vesper]
morning, gotham.
guess the early bird

gives us the bird.

acrobatic art prankster
wolf spider was at it again,

rolling his eyes
at the entire city

from the top
of the gotham century skyscraper

with an iridescent emoji,

millennial hacktivism
at its finest

and almost enough to distract us
from an even juicier bat story.

another sighting of batwoman 2.0

and top crow
jacob kane together,

this time working
in the east end crime scene.

are we looking at gotham's
newest power couple?

no. jeez.

i thought batwoman
was cool.

hey. we don't know
what they were doing.

maybe batwoman
was saving his ass.

thought you might be hungry

after last night's
reconnecting.

still sleepy.

i wish you could do
something about that.

you can take
the day off.

mmm. i can't.

as cute as i look
in your ridiculous robe,

i should get home
and change first.

you walk of shaming
for me?

like the old days.

speaking
of the old days,

it's time you got
that apology i owe you.

my partying was
out of control,

and you took my stash
thinking it would help me,

and instead, it got
your ass thrown in jail,

and i get why you didn't
want me to visit you.

you served 18 months
for me, ry,

and it's time i start
paying you back.

one for you,
one for me?

i love it,

but we're good.

you got your life
together.

that's all i wanted.

ohh! hey.
what is this?

it's..
a work injury.

you fall on a corkscrew?

ryan, you need to get
that looked at.

yeah. i just got this job.

i don't need my boss
thinking i can't hack it.

you tend bar.
she'll understand.

all these years later
still worrying about me.

it's kind of cute.

you know what's kind of cute?
hmm?

you...

without that nastiness
on your shoulder.

you take care of everyone else.

take care of yourself
for once.

[mary]
giving you an antibiotic.

so...it's just
an infection?

well, it might have turned necrotic

if you had waited any longer.

are you sure you're not
having any other symptoms

that you're not telling me about?

no. i...

maybe a little more tired than normal.

ok. ok.

kate would pop two of these,

and she'd be back in fighting shape.

ok. cool.
but if you're hurt,

you should sit out a few days.

right. did kate ever sit out?

kate was never shot with anything

that pierced through the batsuit,

and you shouldn't compare yourself
to her.

what's my choice, huh?
everybody else is.

i know you
don't have a twitter,

so i assume you mean luke.

just don't tell him
about this, ok?

i don't need another reason
for him not to trust me.

he's been questioning
every decision i make.

not to backseat drive,
but aren't you

proficient in 6 different forms
of martial arts?

what's the point of just leaving
him here?

i told him we wanted
the location of coryana.

he'll give it up.
take it from a foster kid.

it is amazing how well
you behave

when you are literally starving.

we don't have time
to wait him out.

if alice finds ocean
before we find coryana,

safiyah's gonna give
kate to her,

and alice is going to kill her.

ok. so do your hacker thing

and get some info
on the spiky pole guy

to speed this up.

i already tried.

i tracked his movements
and confirmed

that he wasn't after jacob kane.

he was stalking the guy
that he killed in the alley,

but the victim was
an investment analyst

at gotham capital with no record.

what's he got to do
with coryana?

sir, i'm not defending
her actions,

but my guess is she's
after what we're after--

kate's location.

let her keep safiyah's thug.

we got a new lead on the napier--

evan blake,
old friend of kate's

and a fixture on the gotham art scene.

just flew back from a trip to berlin.

he was caught a couple of years ago

with plundered artifact
and forced to pay restitution.

in other words,
a likely member of the collective

who might cooperate.

[evan] commander,
you're underselling our entire origin story.

katie kane saved my life.

really?
gotham prep.

it's eighth grade,
and the winter formal

is a multiverse shattering crisis

because i'm "straight."

kate was way out by then,

i had this tragic crush,

and i asked her to the dance.

i'm sure she wanted to roll her eyes
so hard,

but with the grace of a saint,

she said yes.

the only time you'll
ever hear teenage kate

described as a saint.

my parents take me to pick her up,

and kate is jaw-dropping

in this tailored velvet suit,

just radiating queer confidence.

i on the other hand
dissolve into a monsoon of tears.

kate races me up to her bedroom,

and we go through the whole thing.

"i'm gay."
"i know."

we make it to the dance,

and i came out by default

because i wore kate's
alexander mcqueen

off-the-shoulder
mini,

which begged
a lot of questions,

but i wasn't afraid anymore.

i was glowing,

and then kate ditched me to make out
with maggie watson.

sounds like our girl.

so you need my help
with kate's disappearance.

i'm here for you.

kate was looking
for a piece of artwork,

something that may
have gotten her

on the wrong side
of someone very dangerous.

our theory is
if we find the item

it will lead us
to her captor.

well, you've come
to the right art snob.

i was senior editor
at the gotham museum of antiquities,

i curate my own
private collections,

i've got my hands
in a bit of everything.

yeah. we know.
agent moore.

kate was looking
for a canvas painted by jack napier,

alias the joker.

you're aware of it, yes?

i know the legend.

psychotic evildoer
breaks into home,

splashes homeowner's
guts all over some old painting

in the foyer
and calls it modern art.

it's a bit on the nose
if you ask me.

not to mention illegal to buy,
sell, or possess

since it was stolen
from an active crime scene.

i'm sorry.
should there be a harsh light

shining in my eyes
right now?

because the kate
i knew never gave a crap about art,

and i haven't spoken
with her in years.

we have reason to believe
that you're affiliated

with the collective.

heh.

we'll work to get you
full immunity

if you help us make contact.

immunity from what,
ms. moore?

i'm a perfect angel.

i thought you were here friend.

i love katie,
but this feels like entrapment.

if you need to contact
me again,

i'll refer you to my lawyers.

i want all our tech
inside every device evan owns,

round-the-clock revolving tails.

yes, sir,
but there could be

an easier way to locate coryana--

with batwoman's help.

let me ask her
for access to her prisoner.

batwoman
or whoever it is

who stepped in
for my daughter,

i am not gonna grovel
at her feet.

then let me do it

or at least ask nicely

because alice will do
a lot worse than grovel

to find kate before we do.

[sighs]

[men grunting]

[safiyah] ocean.

hi.

hi.

[sighs]

what do you call it
when you're sure

you've met someone...

you're sure you've never met?

a stay of execution.

[indistinct chatter]

[man]
♪ there's a full moon,
i'm howlin' tonight ♪

♪ and there's a-blood
on the thorn of a rose ♪

vodka on the rocks.

[man]
♪ think you're gonna love tonight ♪

♪ listen, girl, well,
i think you should know ♪

visiting from gotham?

why? do i look depressed?

you've got the sophistication
of a city mouse.

heh. mouse. ahem.
touchy subject.

don't you think mice are cute?

i had a mouse in my life.

i loved him like a brother,

and when he started holding me back

from my dreams,
i killed him.

heh.

shoot. um...

[coughs]

i think it's my turn
to, uh...

[man]
♪ you better wait ♪

♪ before your heart is turned
to slate ♪

[slow clap]

that is the fastest
i've ever seen him take the hint.

can i join you

in case he decides to try it again?

pretty sure he's
in the next county by now,

but by all means.

[grappling line unspooling]

last time i came
here to meet a batwoman,

the vibes...
were different.

please say this isn't
a booty call.

look. i don't know
where you got this idea

that all crows are bastards,

but some of us
are trying to make a difference.

well, in my experience,
when the crows fly together,

they call it a murder
for a reason.

i want to offer you
a deal.

you get everything
we know about safiyah and coryana,

and we get access to your prisoner.

so you can beat him
within an inch of his life.

he's a murderer
who knows where kate's being held.

i'll think about it.
you should be doing

everything in your
power to help kate.

i don't need a crow
telling me how to do my job.

i'm not speaking to you as a crow.

kate's the love of my life,

and i need your help
to get her back.

hell to the no. no.

working with the crows
makes my skin crawl.

screw that. no.

it's not like we're
hosting them a fundraiser.

trust me. we make
a deal that sounds good,

they'll break it.

not if we're dealing
with sophie.

sophie has hauled my ass
in for questioning

so many times she knows
my damn coffee order. no!

will you talk some
sense into her, please?

we're at a dead end, ryan.
look. i'm sorry,

but you're outvoted.

i get it.
you want kate back,

but the crows have tried
to ruin my life for fun.

i'm not helping them!

[luke] ok. so.

crows horror stories.

you want me to go,
or...

do you want to do
your first?

my girl angelique
had a drug habit,

and on
a very ugly night,

she was gone, like
a different person,

so i found her stash,
and i took it,

thinking i could
somehow straighten her out,

bring her back.

i'm on the street,
crying,

no question what kind
of night i'm having,

and i pass these two crows,

and one of them
yells out,

"you'd be cuter with a smile
on your face."

and my mama told me
what to do about it.

i pay them no mind
and keep moving,

but they--they
wouldn't let me go,

so my hand went out,
my finger went up,
and boom,

those crows had
what they wanted.

they found the drugs
and thought they were yours.

sorry that happened
to you.

what was yours?

um...the crows...

killed my father.

wait. what?

really?

really.

it's, uh, not a story
for today,

but, um...

it's the worst thing
that ever happened to me.

i should have let you go first.

look. i will never
forgive them,

and i don't want to
help the crows either,

but we need them
to help us.

remember, this isn't punishment

just for the sake
of it.

given this murderer
every opportunity to talk,

so unless you have any other ideas,

it's time to take this
to the next level.

[sophie]
you've got some choices.

you can give us the location
of coryana...

unh!

[sophie]
you can get us in touch with safiyah

or the man known as ocean.

help us find the napier painting.

[groans]

listen to me.
it is not worth

what they're gonna do to you.

the many arms
will kill whoever

lays hands on that painting.

you'll never find coryana.

i never said the two
were related.

the painting gets us
to coryana? is it a map?

[grunts]

[groaning]

cyanide capsule!
let's get him down!

it's too late.
it's too late.

ryan: kane pushed him too hard,

and now we're at a dead end.

[sophie]
maybe not.

we've been surveilling
a suspect we linked to the napier,

and we just got a hit
on its location.

a group called
the collective

is having a special exhibition
tomorrow night

to auction the painting off.

why now?

word must have gotten
back to the owner

about the body that
dropped the other night.

too much heat.

you doing anything
tomorrow night?

you looking for a date
to this thing?

we don't have an insider,

but we need someone
with no connection to the crows

who can infiltrate
the event

and grab the napier
without getting caught.

i go alone.

no crows at the location,

no surveillance,

and i want you
directly in charge

of any crows assigned
to this mission.

this is a one-off.
we're not partners.

so...ocean...
what do you do?

i...bore people to death
by telling them

i'm a soil technician.

ooh. that sounds like
a fancy name

for dirt nerd,

but you smiled when you said it,

so...you must like
your work.

i grew up in nature.

my family cultivated
everything we ever needed

from the land.

in a place like gotham,
where everything is concrete,

isn't that incredible?

so tell me,

where is this magical place
you hail from?

[man]
♪ and i chase my whiskey
with the blues ♪

i'm meeting an associate.

should splash some water
on my face.

5 shots...no regrets.

hey. can i ask you something?

have we met somewhere before?

think i'd remember you.

[man]
♪ chase my whiskey
with the blues ♪

probably just thinking
about somebody else.

oh, well.

[footsteps]

do you mind...

shutting the shade?

you slept through half the day.

5 shots, no regrets.

shall i explain?

i do wish you would.

some lunatic
on a far-away island

is holding my sister hostage,

and she won't hand her over
until i gut you

and air mail the evidence.

this woman got a name?

enough women want you dead
i need to be specific?

just answer the damn question.

safiyah.

although her obedient
island followers call her queen.

[sighs]

not me.

i called her sister.

[mary]
i have 3 words.

who...is she?

ohh! mm-wha! look!

[man]
♪ we're making
snow melt ♪

wait. are you sure
art collectors

are supposed to have
this much swag?

well, first of all,
they're not art collectors.

they're outlaws,
and if evan blake is the style guide,

this party's about
to look like "the hunger games."

what's evan blake's deal?

ohh.

he and i were always
angling for kate's affection.

nope. he was
way more competitive

and had--heh--
a lot more flair than me.

now he's overeducated,
and apparently,

he's addicted
to mischief.

the crows say that
he runs the door for the collective.

oh. no.

yeah.
ok.

well, i think i can
make this work.

[mary]
i'd say so.

h-hey. i--i brought
the plan--

i--i brought
the game plan.

[both laughing]

the event is
inside a private hangar

at gotham international.

it's actually a pretty
clever way of doing this.

so the collective flies in,
they unload their pieces,

they buy, sell, party,

then they load back up,
fly away.

no customs, no tsa,
maximum security.

how are we sneaking
the batsuit through that security?

see, we just happen
to have vip access

to every square inch
of that terminal.

yeah. between wayne enterprises
and hamilton dynamics,

we burn more
private jet fuel

than the hadids,
kardashians,

and the air force
combined.

yeah. so with our
resources,

crows' intelligence,
and a secret agent

that no one's going to
suspect--ryan wilder.

wait. i'm just supposed
to talk my way inside?

oh, no.

did you think mary had
all the accessories?

[indistinct chatter]

[electronic music playing]

look at this
precision metalwork.

the weight is
perfectly balanced.

what's the provenance?

which bat did it
belong to?

woman.

1.0 or--
current model.

the batarang is a stunning piece.

we'll make an exception

and allow it into the exhibition.

ok. i'm really loving that dress.

didn't it debut in london?

nailed it.
huh.

actually, it was new york,
winter '18.

well, i heard there
was a dress code,

so i borrowed it from a friend.

heard from who exactly?

of course, i'm a big believer
in the first amendment

except when it comes
to the shenanigans that go on

behind the collective's
closed doors.

ha ha! evan baby,

what are you doing
to my girl here?

[ryan]
you beat me here.

ang, big night.
patrons need their party favors.

ahh.

and this one's yours?

yeah. i totally spaced
on the heads up.

it's fine.
you're forgiven.

any questions?

pronouns?

he/him, they/them.

i go with the flow.

now, you two, go forth
and do crimes.

ang, what are
you doing here?

saving your ass at the door.

you can't just slide into the dms.

you need a referral.

what party favors
was he talking about?

ang, no.

what do you want me
to say?

that you weren't
lying through your teeth

when you told me
you'd puled your life together.

for your information,
i'm clean.

4 months,
but do you know what people need

to pull their lives
together? money.

if you get caught,
distribution is 8-10 at blackgate.

says the girl turning
batwoman's missing hardware

into an etsy shop.

we know what i'm doing here.

what are you doing here?

save it.

you are the only one here
who's judging.

is this thing on?
loud and clear.

want to try channel two?

no, not really.

batwoman to moore.

[sophie]
copy.
you're late.

thought maybe you
got cold feet.

ryan: believe it or not,
i ran into an ex.

oh. ok. well,
i hope he's not gonna be drama.

she, and always.

let you know
when i find the painting.

stand by.

luke...got the target.

ok. great.

give me a good look.

ok. moving on to the next phase.

[beep]

a lot of interest in this one.

yeah. it's kind of
gimmicky, isn't it?

oh, it's dreadful,
zero technique,

but, you know, celebrity artists.

hmm. help me to
understand the appeal

in owning something like this.

some of the people
here--total sickos.

and you?
i don't like being told

what i can and can't do in life.

whether it's the art
i collect

or the clothes
i wear,

i'm not desperate
for anyone's approval.

still throwing
shade at my borrowed couture.

heh. what can i say?

i just prefer to see
everyone's true colors.

[computer beeps]

so i ran a spectral
analysis

to isolate
the original canvas

underneath the gore.

i think it's a painting
of ocean currents.

you were right.

the joker splattered
some poor guy

all over a map
to coryana?

but we'll need to restore
the canvas

to locate the island.

but that means...

you're gonna need to steal it.

i didn't know safiyah had family.

we weren't blood.

apparently, we weren't anything.

why does she want me dead?

oh, no offense,
but i have

way too much drama
in my life to care.

she's obviously
losing her touch if she sent you.

i'm sorry. did you just call me
a bad assassin?

not to monday morning
quarterback,

but you had ample
opportunity to kill me.

you knew i was
staying here,

which means you
could have killed me in my sleep,

but maybe you don't
know how to pick a lock.

fine. surprise attack
in the bar bathroom--

easy, private.

at the very least,
you can ambush me in my truck.

i have a backseat,
and i don't lock my doors,

but instead, you,
what, make a scene at the bar,

get my attention,

indulge in smalltalk,
get drunk.

heh. safiyah must be
desperate if she sent you.

i needed more answers
before i could kill you.

i've never seen you
before in my life.

nor i you, which is why
i needed to know more

before i made ocean
bleed the red sea.

how do you even know
what coryana looks like?

because i was there
5 years ago.

that's impossible.

i was there 5 years ago.

how peculiar.
hmm.

well, i suppose
you could kill me

and then spend the rest
of your life on the run,

seeing as none of this
changes the fact

the island queen
still wants you dead,

or we could give her
a jingle.

i'm good
with option "a."

safiyah, we both know this isn't
about a stupid flower.

and what do you think
it's about?

me having the one thing
you can't.

what the hell
was that?

exactly.

option "b" it is.

ahem.

[sighs]

there should be a dispenser
next to the sink

with...uh, you know,
products.

i see it.

a lot of firepower
in that room,

so you're gonna have to
move fast.

batwoman, status check.
you find it?

target identified.
i just need to take it

for further analysis.

we'll monitor
from here.

[groans]

[alarm blaring]

uh...batwoman?

[blaring continues]

[excited chatter]

i think we have competition.

[luke]
who?

you ever heard of wolf spider?

shoot him before he
gets too high!

miss--miss,
this way, please.

no. ryan!

[gunfire]

hand it over.

hyah!
unh!

ugh!

damn.

unh!

ugh! ohh.

[moaning]

painting's on the move.

do you need medical?

ugh. just slow him down.
i'll be there.

we're on it.

[sirens]

[tires squealing]

nimble little bastard.

little taser action
will slow him down.

damn it! get me closer.

i'm on it.

aw. fricking cartridge
is jammed!

[tires squeal]

dude, what did you do?

he jumped
in front of me.

get some ties on him.

this isn't good.
call for medical.

[sophie]
status check.

target acquired.
we got the painting.

let's go.
what? what are you doing?

we can't leave him
here.

moore wants the painting,

not an excessive force
headline.

let's go.

someone else will clean him up.

[car approaching]

[tires squeal]

evan?

evan! evan,can you hear me?

[mary]
we're gonna need
a blood drive after this.

he's gonna recover, right?
well, considering he was

hip checked
by a 4,800-pound hunk

of toxic masculinity,

he's doing great.

distal femur fracture,
dislocated elbow,

minor concussion,

but when the bone shattered,

it nicked his femoral artery,

so if you hadn't
been there to bring him in in time,

he would have
bled out.

ok. what--what
happened back there?

you want to know
what happened?

i listened to you over my gut,
and now look.

i meant what happened to you?

you sounded like you were
in rough shape.

you called for backup.

this isn't about me.

this is about us,

this team and how
i can't keep working

for your approval.

i wanted to suit up
and not think

about you comparing me
to kate kane for once,

so i agreed to partner
with the crows,

and for what?

you sided with the guys
who killed your old man.

your taste sucks,

but you know what?

i wear the suit,
i take the bullets,

so when i say i have
a bad feeling about something,

you two, listen!

did her majesty say
when she'd grace us with a callback?

would you just
sit there

without talking?

i have spent more years
of my life

in captivity
than any elephant in the gotham zoo.

the key to surviving--
keep yourself entertained.

rough childhood?

you could say i come
by my abandonment issues

honestly, yeah.

how do you know safiyah?

i was squatting on a yacht
in gotham harbor.

safiyah's minions
were pirating it while i was on board,

and apparently,she was impressed

by the fight i put up.

and she let you stay?

yeah.
no way.

the island's cardinal rule
is no outsiders.

hmm.

why don't i remember
any of this?

that's the thing.

you should,
and i should remember you.

the fact that we both
have the same memories

makes me think that
safiyah did something

to get us to forget.

you think safiyah
erased our memory?

some of them.

the thing is we might
never know.

tell me you ordered
delivery

and those aren't

1, 2...3 assassins
approaching.

hmm.

the many arms of death.

oh. more relatives of yours, i presume.

yeah. can you, uh,
cut me loose?

i can't trust you.

you don't trust me
to defend myself

from murder?

[voice muffled]

where's ocean?

ocean: hey.

surprise.

aah!

[all grunting]

hey. do you have
any cash?

we should probably leave
the maid a tip.

you're dark.

[alice]
shouldn'thave doubted me.

let's go.
you're driving.

badges of the crows who did this.

that's not enough,

burn it all down, girl,
the whole thing.

i can't do that.

i believe
in the mission of the crows.

an organization that
decides what justice is

based on who can pay
the most money,

that beats information
out of its suspects,

that runs someone over
for stealing a painting?

that's what you
believe in?

you think two men
losing their jobs isn't enough?

you're right,
but i'm fighting to change the culture.

yeah? well, good luck
with that,

but if you want to party
with me,

add your badge
to that little pile over there.

until then,
this partnership is over.

what about the painting?

our forensics team
is still working on it.

don't you want to know
where coryana is?

we'll see who gets
there first.

mary hamilton.
heh heh. awkward.

because i know
you're wolf spider?

because i'm pretty sure
i'm naked.

oh, very much so.

evan, you need to
find a better suit.

spandex is no match
for an oncoming suv.

mmm. but it's so
comfortable.

then maybe find
a safer excuse to play dress-up.

gotham's elite take
themselves too seriously.

who else is gonna
eye-roll them

with as much style
as me?

the crows got the painting.

i was stealing it for kate.

thought i had
a better chance at grabbing it

than the crows.

hey. don't beat
yourself up about it

because it turns out
nobody actually got the napier painting.

it was a forgery.

that's impossible.
no.

batwoman took a sample
of the organic compound

that was painted over
the original canvas,

and it was
pig's blood.

napier would've never
used pig's blood.

right. so the crows
ended up

with a decoy copy,
and the original

is still out there
somewhere,

and so is kate.

[woman]
♪ i see evil eyes ♪

♪ looking round ♪

♪ spirits in disguise ♪

♪ walking around ♪

[moans]

♪ ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ look, don't touch ♪

♪ ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ it's dangerous ♪

♪ something wicked
this way comes ♪

oh, my god.

♪ something wicked
this way comes ♪

♪ something
wicked this way comes ♪

[alice and ocean laughing]

once we get
some distance from the many arms,

we can try to
figure out what safiyah did to us

and why.

looks like you're not as fast as you think,
buddy boy.

they got you pretty bad back there.

[gasps]

hey. you all right?

uh...yeah.
eyes on the road.

what's with you?

nothing.

can you check
in the back real quick?

is there a white tube
back there?

yeah.

what is this?

you ever hear of a guy called
jack napier?

[man]
greg, move your head!