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Dear Kate...

It doesn't feel real to say good-bye.

Unbeknownst to us, Julia Pennyworth spent months

with a recovery team combing the ocean floor

for any sign of you.

She found something caught, a parietal skull bone

in the shores outside of Bludhaven,

had 3 different labs match it to your DNA.

It was enough to confirm you were gone,

and since I can't exactly be there to say

good-bye in person, I'll say it here

in the place where I feel like I know you the best,

and since I can't lay flowers at your gravesite either,

I have another idea.

This plant was my connection to my mama.

Then it turned out to be more than a plant.

It's a Desert Rose from Coryana,

probably snuck over to the states

by an islander named Ocean,

who eventually gave it to my ex for safekeeping,

who then gave it to me, having no idea that its serum

was actually a miracle cure.

Like you, this plant is one of a kind,

and like you, it gave me a second chance.

Beyond all earthly words and songs of blessing,

praise, and comfort.

So now when I look at it, I won't just think of my mama.

I'll think of Kate Kane,

and I'll think of the woman who saved

a hell of a lot of people,

the woman who created a family for everyone,

the woman who could keep us from surrendering

to our demons,

the woman who inspired people to stay true to themselves

even when it felt impossible,

to always be there whenever someone needed them,

who brought out our humanity, even in the darkest of moments,

and the woman who changed me.

Like everything good in my life,

I thought my time as the Bat was temporary,

but it's for real now,

and I'm not in your shadow anymore.

I'm it.

I am Batwoman.

Good-bye, Kate Kane.

Thank you for changing my life.

May your memory be a blessing.

May her memory be a blessing.

May her memory be a blessing.

Your family has declared you dead, Kate Kane...

But sit tight.

We'll make them believe in life after death.

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Rolling? Okay. Here they come.

- Nice and tight on Forbes, please. - _

Commissioner Forbes, it's not news

that the GCPD has been working tirelessly

to put Snakebite dealers behind bars,

but it's now rumored you're getting your help from Batwoman.

- Can you comment? - There's no question

we will put a stop to Snakebite

and its manufacturers, the False Face Society,

but this drug, it has its teeth in people,

it's addictive, it's sexy, and it's lethal.

The last I checked, Dana, the GCPD

was never one to turn down a little extra help

from a vigilante.

Now I have a 10-hour budget meeting to get to.

I'm actually here to talk about that budget meeting, Commissioner.

Oh, goody. Let me guess...

you want to defund the police.

Defunding the police means reducing your budget

in areas like officer bonuses and cannabis regulation

and redistributing the funds to things like mental health,

education, employment, housing.

Where do you think the money comes from

every time we have to clean a building

you and your friends graffiti tags, huh?

Got it. So spray paint will get your attention

but not your own officers killing 4 unarmed black men

this year alone?

It's an elected position, sweetie.

You don't like me, run.

- Mmm! - Right?

I've never had sweet potato pancakes before,

but if I had, these would be my favorite.

- It's all about the skillet. - Mmm.

Thank you for this

and for letting me cry at odd hours of the day

and letting me finish all the ice cream in the freezer.

I'm gonna need that replaced actually.

Mmm. No way.

These past few weeks, you know,

have been really, really tough,

but somehow, it all feels a little less awful

when you're around,

and I know Luke feels it, too,

so thank you.

You and Luke, you saved my life.

We have to take care of each other.

Yeah.

Got it.

Oh!

- It smells so good in here. - Yeah.

Ang?

What are you doing here?

Uh, didn't mean to interrupt,

but I did, so I was hoping we could talk.

There's nothing left to talk about.

Well, then maybe just listen

because I'm trying to say I'm sorry.

Uh, okay.

I am gonna take this and these downstairs

out of earshot... maybe.

I, uh... I said some pretty awful things to you a while back.

Well, I mean, in your defense,

you were in the process of dumping me.

Ry, you worked with the Crows to lojack my phone.

Okay. I know you didn't just come all this way to relive this...

I miss you.

You've always been my constant,

and you made every crappy group home

feel like a real home,

and then Cora adopted you,

and I was, like, on my own, crushed

but happy for you.

I... I just couldn't fight to keep you then,

but... now I can.

Ang...

I am moving forward in my life,

and as long as you keep doing your thing,

slinging Snakebite,

we don't work.

I'm getting out.

You said you couldn't get out.

No. I said I didn't want to,

but False Face found out that Ocean

taught me how to make Snakebite,

and with Ocean M.I.A., they wanted me to open my own lab,

but I don't want to be the Walter White of Gotham city.

Uh...

I found someone

worth turning my life around for.

Just think about it

because I know my mind is already made up.

_

Kate Kane sat on a wall.

Kate Kane had a great fall.

All the Bat's gadgets and all the Bat's men

couldn't put Kate together again.

It's a pity you're coming all the way from Coryana

just to die.

Should have figured you were in here.

I'm sorry. What is happening?

Don't be silly. You invited me for tea.

We've got extra eyes!

Come on! We got to go!

We're coming for you!

*** Commissioner Forbes's chalk outline

represents one of the most brazen criminal events

in recent Gotham history.

I'm joined by Janus Cosmetics CEO Roman Sionis.

Mr. Sionis, I understand you have something

you'd like to say to the Gotham public.

Yes. Thank you, Dana. You know, it shouldn't take

a businessperson to step in here,

but I have made a career out of concealing blemishes,

and quite frankly, the makeover this city needs

comes from an ugly I've never seen before,

so, yes, I am here to speak on behalf

of the people without a platform

like the hundreds who work for me

who say they're scared to death, Dana.

They are scared to death of the criminal element

lurking behind masks, but I'm not here

to beg for help today.

I'm here to offer it.

To the law enforcement in charge of protecting us,

what can we do, hmm?

How can we help you?

Because enough is enough.

The gangs in the city are stupid

but not kill the Commissioner stupid.

It's common knowledge that Forbes was having an affair.

I wouldn't eliminate lady spite killing.

Or any recently released inmate

who may feel like Forbes screwed them over.

License plates, facial rec.

Any vehicle that didn't stop long enough

at a stoplight last night gets put through the system.

- I don't get it. - I thought he was gunned down

- on those steps. - He was.

Where the hell's the Commissioner?

There's nothing there.

Hang on. Go back.

Check out the timestamp.

Someone scrubbed 5 minutes on both sides of the murder.

You got to be kidding me.

I want the name of everyone in this city

with access to this feed.

So whoever shot the Commissioner

has access to the city's CCTV.

This was a well-planned execution.

Whoa, whoa. Wait. Rewind again.

Look at the far right after the jump.

Someone tagged it.

Can you get a closer angle at that?

- Yeah. - Someone could have been

tagging the building while the shooting was happening.

Then got the hell out of dodge,

left behind work in progress.

Which means the tagger could have seen the shooter.

And the shooter could have seen them,

so how do we track down a potential witness

and protect them solely based off the words "Defund the police?"

- I think I found it. - Literally how?

Social media. Figured the "X"

inside the "O" and the monochrome on top of the neon

was some sort of signature.

Definitely could be the same artist.

I'll get the user's info.

Hey!

So... we just gonna act like Angelique

didn't come by yesterday, or...

- Yep. - Whoa. I thought that was over.

It was. Major dumper's remorse.

You were listening?

Well, you know, just in case I had to step in and defend.

So spill. We taking her back?

I don't know.

I love her.

She's a huge part of my life.

But?

Hey. I'm in.

So no real name. It's someone's Finsta,

but I matched the login information

to another profile.

Jordan Moore.

You don't think she's any relation to...

Sir, where are you?

The Commissioner was assassinated,

and that pompous ass Roman Sionis

is getting more airtime then the Crows Commander.

Maybe you should release a statement or something.

Call me!

What the actual hell?

Jordan! Uhh.

What is happening?

I saw Commissioner Forbes get gunned down.

What?!

Look. I... I didn't know where else to go.

I'm... I'm scared to go home.

I feel like I'm being followed.

Hey, hey. I got you.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Let's go upstairs.

I'll take your witness statement.

Are you kidding me? I'm not giving my name to the Crows.

I may as well just do a sit-down with Vesper Fairchild.

Do you have any idea what a huge deal this is?

There's no other witnesses.

I don't care. The Crows don't keep people like me safe,

and you know it.

I came to Sophie, my sister, for help,

not Sophie the Crow.

Get down!

Told you they were following me!

Who's they?

Now is when you pull your gun!

Huh!

Agh!

Damn.

You're Batwoman.

It's False Face.

So the Commissioner's hot take on Snakebite

got his ass killed.

How did you know we were here?

Jordan wasn't at her place,

so I hoped she went to her sister for help.

Apparently False Face had the same idea.

Sorry. H-How do you know my life?

I've seen your skills around Gotham,

and I know you were tagging City Hall last night.

Seriously?

Girl, so not the point right now.

I need you to tell me

everything you saw.

You don't get it. I snitch,

it comes back to me.

They saw me there. They'll know it was me.

The costume party on the ground tells me

they already know it was you.

You can trust her.

There were 3 dudes.

Two got out of the car

and gunned down Forbes,

one in a gas mask

and one in a hockey mask

- and then a driver. - Was he wearing a mask?

She. Yes. A... a baby doll thing.

So it could be literally anyone.

It isn't enough.

You're off the hook. Consider yourself lucky.

Don't know if it helps,

but I saw the driver's bracelet.

It was a big gold key. It looked Ritz.

Everything okay?

Get her somewhere safe.

I'll figure this out.

You and your friend go tell your boss we're good here.

The girl will keep her mouth shut,

and you will leave her alone.

You're not real, this tea's not real,

and this cup is... not real.

Correct, but you don't want reality.

That's the point.

No. I just spent the last two weeks

in the bowels of a ship,

trying to escape a godforsaken island.

Trust me. If I were to conjure up some fantasy,

this would not be it.

You mean the same island you risked everything

to get to in order to see me again?

Well, here we are.

Of course. I ask the universe

for my sister,

and this is what I get.

I'm not sure why that's surprising.

You never get what you want.

Cheers to that.

Nothing about your plan unfolded the way you wanted.

After we left you in this cell for 11 years,

you set out to make sure

your family never left you again,

but Dad helped lock you at Arkham,

and I'm dead.

Am I so mentally disturbed

that my imagination created you

to rub it in?

You created me because you were always the one

who got us into trouble,

but I was always the one clever enough

to get us out of it.

- What trouble? - Your pain.

What if I told you I had a way

to make it disappear?

Ang, open up. It's me.

Hey.

You said you were getting out, Ang!

Okay. Your energy is superintense right now.

Who killed the Commissioner?

What were you thinking

driving the getaway car?

Who else knows?

That is not the appropriate response

- to what I just said. - You want me to end up dead?

- Who else knows? - I do!

That should be enough!

I don't even know what I was doing there.

I said I wanted out, and they were willing to let me go

if I just did this one last thing.

They gave me a mask, keys, and an address.

Am I supposed to believe you right now?

When have I ever lied to you?

If my name is out, False Face will kill me

to protect themselves.

Then out them.

Turn in the actual killers.

Tell the court what you just told me.

You didn't know.

False Face is run by a psychopath named Black Mask,

who will leave me for dead in a sewer

before I ever get on a witness stand.

I can protect you.

You? How?

This is going to sound... insane...

but...

I know Batwoman.

Okay.

How do you think I know you got wrapped up in this crap?

You and your comic book heroes.

Yeah. Well, thanks to me and my comic book heroes,

your ass has an out if you're willing to take it,

but you need to take it.

Can I think about it?

What do you mean you're letting her think about it?

She just gunned down the Commissioner.

She drove the getaway car.

Oh, right. She didn't pull the trigger. She just stepped on the gas.

Yes. Please give her all the time she needs.

Ryan's right. If Jordan testifies

against False Face, they'll kill her,

but if Angelique does, Jordan doesn't have to.

Exactly. Ang just needs time.

She'll make the right decision.

She could have gone to the cops

when you were busted for her drugs on you.

- She didn't. - She's changed.

You literally just said the words,

"She drove the getaway car".

Okay. You have my back, right?

I've been down this road before with another Batwoman... Kate...

and she found every excuse in the book

to justify her twin sister's actions,

and you've always been the one to remind me

that my mom died because of it.

Angelique is not Alice.

No one is ever Alice until they are

because someone let them be.

Maybe you don't have to wait for Angelique to turn herself in.

You can do that for her.

Y'all are supposed to be my team.

What do you mean? We are your team,

which makes you our leader.

This is it. This is your chance to make the right call.

I'll give Angelique an hour to talk,

but after that, I'll call the cops myself.

No. I personally never thought Safiyah

was responsible for Kate's plane blowing up.

Not her M.O.

The NTSB concluded that based on the weather

and the atmosphere it was likely a lightning strike

that knocked out the controls.

A recalled circuit breaker could have sparked

an electrical fire in the cockpit.

I take it I'm reading their report

because you don't believe that.

Well, in the last few months, I've discovered

that one of my daughters is Batwoman

while the other ran an illegal underground medical clinic,

so I'm not taking anything at face value anymore.

Sir... I... I can't even imagine

what you must be feeling as a father right now,

but Kate would want you to find peace.

Then eliminate each and every one of her enemies

who could have done this or find me the one who did

so I can kill him myself.

And... if I find nothing that

contradicts this report,

then will you please accept it

as what I believe it is,

a horrible and tragic accident?

Convince me I'm wrong, and I'll let this go.

♪ I am the absolute goddess ♪

♪ Don't got the time to be modest ♪

This is your idea of a safe space?

I need a drink, and you only have expensive wine

I'm not allowed to look at.

You wouldn't even be in any danger right now

if you hadn't been out tagging again.

It's how I express myself.

Then grab a notepad.

Defacing property is illegal.

Oh, my god.

Why did Batwoman have to save me?

I... I was having more fun

having a crowbar swung to my face.

Sounds like y'all could stand to be less sober right now.

Two club sodas.

Uh, vodka with a vodka back.

Ryan, this is my littler sister Jordan.

Hmm. So you were saved by Batwoman.

That's dope.

Yeah. I mean, it was... fine.

Fine? It's Batwoman.

Yeah, but she's so... cringe.

At least she ditched the party wig.

Harsh words for someone who just saved your life.

- She's one of them. - One of who?

Cops, Crows, the law.

Just another suit who shoots first and asks later.

Okay. Then...

How will you stop Gotham's crime problem?

Before it starts.

Currently, I'm working with grassroots organizations

to get funding for a community center off skid row,

I'm on a council to move money

to neighborhood-led safety initiatives,

and I phone bank for no new jails in Gotham city.

This one's on the house.

She's... passionate.

I can see that.

Let's go.

Okay.

So... the vibes are there,

and sis just came out of the closet.

What are you talking about?

This is me being your wingwoman...

in case you missed it.

Mom told you?

Just because she needs to take time with it

doesn't mean I do.

Thank you.

So... bartender chick... fire!

Nope. Not happening.

Not even an enemies-to-lovers maybe.

You're gonna have to swipe right on someone eventually.

I got to make a call. Stay put.

Hey. I need you to ask a favor of your associate.

She doesn't really do favors per se.

I think Batwoman has intel on a member

of False Face.

Perp I'm looking into was wearing some kind

of key bracelet.

Seemed to ring a bell with her.

Why not use the Crows?

It'll take forensics months.

Luke, False Face just executed the Commissioner

in cold blood because he spoke out against Snakebite.

I'll see what I can do.

Why didn't you just tell her?

Because Ryan told us she's got this.

I know, but wouldn't it just be easier

if Sophie handled it?

Angelique is Ryan's lesbian achilles heel.

She's not gonna turn her over to the authorities,

and this way, we don't have to either.

We told Ryan we'd hold her accountable,

and that doesn't mean going behind her back the first chance we get.

Definitely didn't have Luke puts his faith

in a Snakebite dealer on my bingo card.

I'm putting my faith in Ryan.

You were right. We're the Bat team,

and the only way it works is we have each other's back,

even if we don't always agree.

_

I'm really glad you're calling.

You were right.

I got into this thinking I'd found

some version of a family.

I never signed up to watch someone get gunned down.

Then you're ready to make it right.

Who killed the Commissioner?

You really friends with Batwoman?

I'm here.

We need to find a safe house for Angelique

until the real killers are behind bars.

I know an underground clinic that's not being used

- at the moment. - Perfect.

Anything else anyone wants to add?

Starts with an "S", ends with me saying,

"I told you so"?

Even if we don't agree with the method,

we have to trust you to make the hard decisions.

We're a team.

Angelique? Angelique?

They got to her.

Aah!

Oh, oh, oh!

Angelique Martin,

I understand you're interested in leaving

the False Face Society.

A word to the wise.

That's what leaving looks like.

Angelique's phone sent a signal

from the west yard 30 minutes ago, then died.

So she's somewhere inside a janky, old sawmill?

Gotham bad guys wouldn't have it any other way.

Tell me about it.

Found her.

Batwoman, I think they found you.

Yo. You okay?

Ask them that.

Batwoman, come in. Are you there?

Don't, no. Please, please. Help me.

Oh, my god.

Luke.

They must have taken my comms.

Find the witness, bring her to me.

Very simple task...

and you failed.

Consider this your termination notice.

No, no, please. Come on. No, please, please.

Stop it, stop it. Please!

Oh, god! Please, please!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

Oh, god!

Ahh. Next!

What the hell are you doing?

It's an H.R. matter. What are you... OSHA?

I'm here for your prisoner.

Let her go. She's not like you.

Oh, please. Enlighten me.

Who am I?

You're a sadistic drug lord.

Okay. I can see why you might think that,

but it's Gotham that's sadistic, not me,

and they say the best way to change the system

- is from within. - You're not changing crap.

And you are?

I'm doing my best every damn day!

Your best isn't good enough,

and I know that better than anyone.

My daughter was imprisoned by the Crows

and killed by Batwoman.

I never killed anyone.

But you've taken on the symbol of the woman who did,

so tell me is that change,

or is that just pandering to a sick city

that worships extremist Crows and Bats?

Maybe you wouldn't bother me so much if I said I was a squirrel.

You've really convinced yourself

this creepy mask is a symbol for, what, a concerned citizen?

No. It's a symbol of liberation

from people like you,

people who think they'll never be held accountable

as long as they pretend that what they do is justice.

Look. We all have pain in our past.

You can't use it to do this.

I promise you if you let us go

I will find out what happened to your daughter.

There will be accountability.

Oh! There will indeed.

But not because of anything you did.

Thank you!

Got an SOS from Luke.

He said your comms went off.

You're safe now. I got you.

Damn. Ryan was actually serious.

Angelique's gonna take down False Face,

and we're gonna protect her.

What is this?

That would be my confession.

Come on. We both know you didn't pull the trigger on Forbes.

A witness saw you drive the getaway car.

Why confess to a crime you didn't commit?

I knew the Crows were dumb.

I didn't know they were deaf, too.

If you give me the names of the shooters right now,

I can help arrange a plea deal.

You could go free.

I killed Forbes, I pulled the trigger,

and I acted alone.

Now read me my damn rights and take me to jail.

Why throw away your life for a gang

that doesn't give a crap about you?

Want to tell me what I'm missing?

Your sister's at the bar.

She can throw them back.

Not who I'm looking for.

Your girl Angelique,

she wanted me to give you something.

Why do you have this?

Where's Angelique?

She's on her way to jail.

- I'm sorry. - What did you do?

She confessed. She's taking the fall.

It was your job to stop her.

Trust me I tried.

She knew she would have been protected.

Why would she destroy the rest of her life

to cover for a bunch of False Face thugs?

Because apparently Black Mask threatened

to kill a certain bartender

that Angelique had been texting with to get back together.

Angelique was willing to risk her own life,

but there was one thing she wasn't willing to risk...

you.

I'm sorry.

You know she didn't do it.

You can't let her get away with it.

That's how the law works.

And that's exactly why all these systems are broken.

You're right.

So what are you gonna do about it?

I don't know, but I know that can't be the way it is.

Hey. When did you become so wise?

When you stopped seeing me as your little sister.

Ooh. Well, I hate to break it to you,

but you'll always be my little sis.

Hi. I'm Agent Julia Pennyworth.

I'm investigating the crash of flight GC9K23.

Ah, yeah. Agent Pennyworth.

We spoke about this last month.

Um, I'm sorry?

You called last month inquiring

about the third loader.

I explained it was a reporting error.

We only employ two loaders at National City's private airport.

Um... heh. I think you've mistaken me for somebody else.

I just started my investigation today.

Julia, right? It's Kurt.

We talked about your accent.

We both used to summer camp in Oxfordshire.

Why don't I remember speaking with you?

When we learned Kate was gone,

I asked myself what my legacy would be as Batwoman,

but that wasn't the right question.

The question isn't who am I in the suit.

It's who am I out of it.

Two days ago, I didn't know.

Bruce Wayne had the Bat code for himself.

I'm declaring the 3 rules of the Bat team.

Rule number 3...

we've got each other's backs...

Always.

- Works for me. - Me, too.

So if we've got each other's back,

that means rule number two.

We hold each other accountable.

Like you did for me today.

Most importantly, we stand for something

bigger than ourselves.

It's a little easier said than done.

What are you thinking?

Batwoman takes some of the awful off the streets,

but the Bat team needs to replace it

with something positive.

That's how change happens.

Getting adopted by Mama Cora, that was my game changer,

but Angelique didn't have that.

We are going to take down Black Mask

and his False Face gang,

but what are we gonna bring to Gotham

so that no other guy comes along

and gets his hooks in other kids?

Jordan Moore is working on building a community center.

I want us to bring it to life.

What do you say? You guys want to help me?

So the key to making my pain disappear

is to dig up my dead cat?

Hmm.

I am not opening a dead kitty's coffin.

Then why'd you dig the hole?

Okay. My interest is piqued.

What is happening?

This is what you do, Alice.

What you did that day in your cell

when you learned to sew faces using human flesh.

Then you did it again

when you found your mother's head in a freezer.

I'm having a psychotic break.

When your reality is too much for you to process,

you imagine things askew

so they're easier to digest.

You pretend you're in wonderland drinking tea,

or you black out your own moral code

to scorch a woman to death,

or you see your dead sister.

I'm not handling Kate's death very well, am I?

You're in shock, and you know

that once it wears off

you'll be struck by a tsunami of grief.

How does one deal with grief exactly?

That's the problem.

You've never done that before,

and you're scared of what it will make you do.

Or undo.

Spare yourself the pain.

Your mind is limitless, Alice.

If it can make you believe you're petting your dead cat right now,

it can make you believe anything.

It can make me believe in a world where Kate never existed.

I can forget you, Kate.

Poor thing.

What happened to her face?

She fought my men while they were pulling her from the plane.

Didn't go so well for her.

I suppose it's for the best.

Facial recognition leads to memory recall.

Leave us.

Hello.

My name is Enigma.

You won't be needing this anymore.

It's time to say good-bye...

to Kate Kane.

Greg, move your head!

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