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This is Dana Dewitt reporting
live on the scene

with breaking news!

Aah! Unh!

And breaking bones as Batwoman
has taken the fight

to the False Face Society,
disrupting their supply chain

of the highly addictive
street drug Snakebite.

This is the third
distribution center this week

that Batwoman has targeted
in her mission

to rid Gotham's streets of this scourge.

Who is Black Mask?

I want the name!

I don't know!

Look. That's why we all wear masks.

Unh!

You hear me, Black Mask?

You can hide your face,
but you can't hide from me.

I am coming for you!

In a Channel 8 exclusive,

Batwoman laid down the law
and declared war on Black Mask,

and citizens of Gotham have high hopes

that she can succeed where the GCPD

and the Crows have failed.

Unh!

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You stay here.

- Where is she?
- Mr. Kane, there's been

- a terrible misunderstanding.
- Where is my daughter?

Sir, please allow me to explain.

My daughter Beth called me not
one hour ago from this house.

She said, "help", clear as can be.

It was all an insensitive prank.

I'm... I'm... I'm...
I'm so embarrassed. I...

Mr. Kane, your daughter is not in there.

Beth! Beth!

Beth, are you in here?

Beth? Beth?

Daddy?

You came for me.

I knew you would.

I'd never stop looking for you.

Never.

You pretty much broke the internet

with this latest False Face takedown.

Only thing that would
have gotten you more likes

is if you'd done it holding a kitten,

but I do have to point out
that you were literally

holding a microphone and
didn't go for the mic drop.

Thought about it. Wanted
to stay on message.

Well, I think Black Mask
heard it loud and clear.

If you're still calling
him that, I'm assuming

you haven't figured out his real name.

He told me Batwoman killed his daughter.

Seriously, that doesn't
shorten the list?

There is no list. Kate never
killed anybody's daughter.

Don't forget he also blames the Crows.

I assume next week it'll be Aquaman.

Damn.

Wait, wait, wait. Is your watch fast?

Have you met me?

- Then I'm already late.
- For what?

Visiting hours.

Thanks for coming.

Hadn't heard from you in a bit.

Commissary account's down to nada.

10-minute phone call
costs 22 bones and change.

Damn. It was 11.50 when I was inside.

Welcome to the Edgewater
private prison system,

and 7 cents an hour pressing blue jeans

doesn't go as far as it used to,

but I, uh, know you didn't come here

because you miss being on the inside.

Tell me what am I
missing on the outside.

I'm helping to get a community
center off the ground,

kind of place you and
I would have loved,

you know, gives kids
a safe space to go to

instead of going into the system.

Open house is tonight.

Sounds nice. Heh.

I wish I could get to see it.

You could.

You could walk right out of here

if you just give up the ones

who actually pulled the trigger
on Commissioner Forbes.

Look. I know you took the fall

to keep me safe from False Face,

but I can protect myself.

Sure it's not Batwoman protecting you?

Is she your girlfriend now?

Are guys like super
friends with benefits?

Trust me it is not like that.

It never is till it is.

I'm late for my 7 cents an hour.

_

Heh heh heh.

Thank you all for coming.

As you look around and
see all we have to offer,

know that none of it
would have been possible

without the relentless
dedication of our volunteers.

Whoo!

And I know they wanted
to remain anonymous,

so I'll just say

to Mary Hamilton and Ryan Wilder,

your secret's safe with me.

You women are superheroes.

Keep smiling.

That's what I'm doing.

Please feel free to look around and see

all the activities we have to offer.

You'll find we've got everything here

from intramural sports
to after-school tutoring,

- and we als...
- What about security?

Horten Spence, "Gotham Gazette".

Well, Mr. Spence, don't you think

the kids around here already
have enough armed men

watching their every move?

Look. Don't get me wrong.

I like what you're doing,

but this is a rough neighborhood.

The stats don't lie.

If you want numbers, Mr. Spence,

how about a 10% drop in crime

or a 15% increase in graduation rates?

Those are the numbers
that neighborhoods see

when community centers
like this open their doors.

You aren't worried about
this place being a target?

For budget cuts maybe.

You know, despite doing so much,

places like this are always
first on the chopping block.

Maybe the "Gazette" could
do a story about that.

Good turnout.

Oh, my God. Tell me about it.

I already have to
refresh the refreshments.

Wilder, I want you to meet Imani,

director of our tutoring program.

Oh. Well, you certainly schooled
that reporter back there.

- I'm Ryan.
- I know.

I hear you're gonna be
teaching a martial arts class.

Uh, I actually hadn't gotten around

to roping her into that yet....

Until now.

Uh, Saturday morning.

Think about it.

Look who needs a refill. Tch, tch. Me!

Ha! Heh heh.

Um, I'm hoping you're
gonna say yes to that

because if you don't teach
martial arts, that means I have to,

and my roundhouse kick is a disaster.

Well, I figure it's the least I can do.

Heh. Crazy. I... I can't help but think

how much a place like this would
have really made a difference

for my friends and I growing up.

Yeah. These places are so important,

especially for at-risk kids.

It's so easy for them to
fall through the cracks.

Yeah, I know.

I have a friend who's still falling.

Everybody, down!

For those of you not
keeping up on current events,

how's this for a shocking development?

A community center in Sheldon Park

just got barbequed by a man wielding

what can only be described
as a lightning gun.

The media has dubbed him Kilovolt.

I don't know about you, Gotham,

but I'm hoping lightning
doesn't strike twice.

Kilovolt? Based on the energy needed

to do that kind of damage, they're
only off by about a billion volts.

That's your takeaway? The
nickname dropped a few zeroes?

My point being a weapon
with that kind of firepower

costs a hell of a lot more

than the building it
was used to destroy.

It was more than a building.

That place was gonna make a difference.

I don't get it. Why take it out?

It's not like there was any money in it.

It's about to have even less money now.

Donors running for their lives

isn't exactly the press
we were looking for.

But it was the story the
press was looking for.

Don't you think it was a little weird

that reporter asking about
the place being a target

right before it became a target?

- What was the guy's name?
- Horten Spence.

He writes for the "Gazette".

Not anymore he doesn't.

He was fired 6 months ago
for undisclosed reasons.

Okay. Then I get why he'd have
a grudge against the "Gazette",

but what does that have to do
with the community center?

Only one way to find out.

I don't get it.

Yeah. Well, that makes two of us.

These are expense report records

from when I was chasing down
leads on Kate's whereabouts.

Two nights in Monaco,
a layover in Valencia,

a car rental in Madrid.

So what's the problem?

I have no memory of being
in any of those places.

No judgment here, but...

Were you drinking?

Well, I was searching for one ex,

having just been dumped
by another, so yeah,

alcohol was consumed

but not that much.

But if you don't remember,
how do you remember

it wasn't that much.

So it would appear that
the obvious explanation

is the correct one.

Hey. Don't beat yourself up.

Agent Pennyworth.

Just got an anonymous tip
about a break-in at a farm.

The address matches a property

that once belonged to
an August Cartwright.

What else did this tipster say?

Nothing other than to pass the
message on to you and only you.

At least I think it's you.

Tipster said to pass the message on

to an Agent Penny Dreadful.

Does that mean anything to you?

Unfortunately, it does.

I see you got my message.

Oh, the sad desperation
came through loud and clear.

Gotham's most deranged diva
reduced to making prank phone calls.

What's next? Ding-dong-ditch?

Heh. How about Ghost in the Graveyard?

Oh, you're not gonna kill me.

You'd just be lonely again.

I mean, that's why I'm here, isn't it,

with Kate gone

because no one really cares
about your every move.

I mean, the new Batwoman doesn't
give a damn about you anymore,

and that must drive
you absolutely crazy.

Well, crazier.

What will Alice become now
that her sister is dead, hmm?

I mean, it's the age-old
question, isn't it?

If a lunatic throws
a tantrum in a forest,

will anyone hear?

Guess Gotham's not much of a
playground without a playmate.

I don't need a playmate.

I need a partner.

Well, your last overture at partners

ended with a knife in my gut, so...

Oh, I really need to work
on my negotiating skills.

How about this?

You help me, and I'll
leave Gotham... forever.

Go on. Why would I believe you?

Because you would help
me in ridding myself

of any reason to stay.

See, I need to find
a particular associate

of our mutual friend Safiyah.

She goes by the catchy,
little pseudonym of Enigma.

Never heard of her, but
if you want her dead,

she can't be all bad.

Actually, she's quite good...

at a certain skill that I require.

What would that be?

Hypnotism, specifically the ability

to erase memories, alter others.

Hmm. Looking to purge our
guilty conscience, are we,

leave Gotham with a clean slate?

Something like that.

Well, how do you even
know that this Enigma

can do all that?

Because she's done it to me before.

It was a fluke that I found out really.

Enigma erased any trace
that she'd ever been there.

Heh. I suppose you could say
that I forgot to remember

what she made me forget.

How is that even possible?

You can ask her when we find her.

Well, that's just it.

I think I already have.

You wanted to see me, Commander?

Yeah. Come in, Dr. Rhyme come in.

- Evelyn, please.
- Heh heh.

I, um... I just wanted to thank you

for taking time away from your practice

to lend your expertise to
our Snakebite taskforce.

- My pleasure.
- I read your report

on what makes Snakebite
so incredibly addictive,

though I admit I got a little bit lost

in the medical jargon.

Could you just... could you
just break it down for a guy

who doesn't have a Ph.D.
in criminal psychiatry?

The drug attacks the hippocampus,

where the brain stores
memories and emotions.

It targets the memories most
associated with regret and remorse,

which result in a hallucination

that allows the user to alter the
circumstances of those memories.

To get a do-over.

And what could be more
addictive than that,

the chance to right our worst mistakes,

to erase our gravest sins
even for a moment?

How long have you been
using Snakebite, Commander?

What are you talking about?

Commander Kane, if we're
not honest with each other,

then this is just a waste
of... both of our time.

Some False Face bastard jumped
me in my car, chloroformed me.

I woke up with an injector in my arm.

I guess since I've been
railing against Snakebite

in the press they wanted
to send me a message.

How could you tell?

Because I'm very good at my job,

and even if you've had just one dose,

you're gonna need my help.

Sneaking out the backdoor?

I'm just glad it's you.

Said no suspicious dude ever.

- Expecting someone else?
- Yeah.

A guy packing a handheld
lightning storm.

I'm sure you've heard of him.

Yeah. So who is he?

- I don't know.
- But you know his schedule.

How did you know he was gonna
attack the community center?

Because it's happened before.

Not by Kilovolt. He's
just the latest player

in a game that's been
going on for a while.

- I'm not following.
- Nobody is.

That's the problem. Community
centers are being terrorized.

The Narrows midnight basketball

gets torched by an arsonist.

Diamond district tutoring
center gets shot up.

Anything that was a refuge for kids...

tch... taken off the board.

Mmm. Not seeing a connection.

They're all different M.O.s.

I'm telling you the Sheldon Park attack

wasn't the first, and
it won't be the last.

We're talking about
at-risk youth programs,

not exactly the most threatening
institutions in Gotham.

What's the motive?

That's exactly the question I was asking

when I was suddenly
fired from the "Gazette".

Do you have any proof?

As a matter of fact, I do.

After lastight's attack, my editor's
agreed to take another look.

Put him on here.

Okay. Up.

Okay.

Third-degree electrical burns.

See if the Crows left us

any mafenide acetate cream.

Cabinet middle shelf.

Oh! I'm gonna have to sedate him.

- But he'll make it?
- I think so.

Looks like his laptop
took the brunt of it.

Someone went to a lot of trouble
to destroy the evidence

on this computer,

which means there must be some truth

to the story he was trying to tell.

Figure out where that thing came from?

Well, it matches some tech being sold

by a shady Russian defense contractor.

I'm guessing the kind that
doesn't give up their client list.

We may not need it.

Got a partial print here.

The rest is hidden under the battery.

At least I think it's the battery.

Are you sure you should
be messing with that?

Relax. Heh.

Ooh. Okay. Um, I...

See? Nothing to worry about.

Uh-huh.

Let's find out who you are, Kilovolt.

Michael Kastrinos, AKA Mickey K.

Got an address?

Yep. Cell Block J at Edgewater Prison,

where he's been locked up
for the last two years.

So you were in boring Madrid

filing boring paperwork before taking

a boring flight back to Gotham.

And from there, I followed
the trail to Bludhaven,

where I eventually found Kate's remains.

Not according to your boarding pass,

which you apparently
used as an itinerary.

Before heading off to Bludhaven,

you had a meeting
with a Dr. Evelyn Rhyme.

You don't remember that?

No.

Dr. Rhyme is a consultant

with the Crows' Snakebite taskforce.

Why would I want to talk to her?

What say you fly to the
nest and ask Dr. Rhyme.

What about you?

She has a private
practice on sixth, and...

I'm feeling nosy.

See? We make a great team.

Oh, come on.

We aren't so different you and I.

All we have in common is
that we both miss Kate.

Well, there is one other thing.

No matter how much we both loved Kate

she always chose someone else.

Oh. Is that what you
want Enigma to erase,

all those hurt feelings?

No.

I want her to erase...

the person who caused them.

That was my life's biggest regret,

my greatest failure, not saving Beth.

Not an hour goes by that
I don't think about it,

leaving my daughter
to suffer in that cell.

That's why I can't shake off this urge

for another hit of Snakebite

because for another few fleeting moments

I get to be the father I should have
been to her all those years ago.

Who else have you told about this?

- No one.
- Not even family?

My daughter Mary's the
only family I have left.

We're not exactly speaking.

Unfortunately,

there's nothing I can give you

to blunt the withdrawal,

but there is a way
you can blunt the pain

of the daughter you lost.

How?

By focusing on repairing
the relationship

with the daughter you have left.

Garcia, housed on "A" block.

Garcia, housed on "A" block.

You my new lawyer?

I wanted to ask about the recent attack

on the Sheldon Park community center.

Who are you?

And the attempted murder
of Horten Spence.

I don't have to answer any
of your questions, bitch.

You already have.

He did it. Mickey K.'s Kilovolt.

He can't be.

The guy has a laceration right

where I sliced him
in the alley. It's him.

Not according to the
prison surveillance footage.

I'm currently looking at footage

from the nights of
both Kilovolt attacks.

Mickey K. is locked
up tight in his cell.

Two visits in one week?

Aren't I the belle of the block?

I was wondering if maybe you
can help me with something.

Grapevine buzzing about
any recent prison escapes,

any rumors of a secret
way in or out of here?

You think if I knew a way out

I'd still be sitting here?

Why do you ask?

Thinking of busting me out?

You know, I would do anything for you,

but the one thing I can't do is

convince you to punch
your ticket out of here.

Come on, Ang. The shooters
were wearing a hockey mask

and a gas mask.

Give me the names of
the guys underneath.

If I tell you their names,
I'll be the next one

Black Mask puts a bullet in.

Batwoman can't be around to
protect me 24 hours a day.

But I can.

It's just you and me

against the world

like always.

I will never let Black Mask hurt you.

You're forgiven.

Does anyone else want to apologize

for the fact that for the last two weeks

not a single viable dose of Snakebite

has been produced?

Anyone?

I got plenty of bullets to go around.

Sir, you can kill as many
of us as you want.

It won't change the fact
that you wanted to keep

the Snakebite recipe a secret,

and now we've lost the
only two people who knew it.

Ocean disappeared weeks ago,

and his little helper's
locked away in prison.

Hmm.

You got to get her out.

You can't let Angelique rot in there.

I sent you the names of the men
who gunned down Forbes.

I know. I got all 6 of your voicemails.

I'll look into the names she gave me.

I already did, okay?

They manage the Gotham Gun Club.

Is it that hard to imagine guys who work

at a shooting range pulling the trigger?

- Okay. I'll run it down.
- And?

And if the story checks out,

I'll talk to the D.A. about
getting your girl sprung.

Hey.

So this is from the night of the
attack on the community center,

and this is from two weeks ago.

Now check out the two
hands of solitaire.

They're identical... just like
these surveillance tapes.

It's the same footage.

They just slapped a
new time stamp on it,

and instant alibi.

So is the prison trying
to cover up the fact

that he escaped and destroyed
the community center?

Worse. I think they let him out.

Our fiend Mickey K. here
wasn't gonna be eligible

for parole for another decade,

and then suddenly the day after

the community center attack,

he was granted a hearing
for early release.

So...

I took the schedule for
recent parole hearings,

and I matched it against Spence's list

of attacks on community programs.

Guess what happened after the
Narrows midnight basketball

was torched.

They paroled a serial arsonist.

And here's another big, wet kiss

from Edgewater's Parole Board.

This one an armed robbery enthusiast

conveniently scheduled...

The day after the Diamond district
tutoring center got shot up.

Okay, okay. So someone from the prison

is letting out criminals for one night

to target community programs in exchange

for early parole.

And that someone...

is Edgewater Correctional
CEO Ellis O'Brien.

He personally intervened

and signed off on each early release,

all under the guise of
"time off for good behavior",

and he sits on the board
of the "Gotham Gazette".

Which puts him in the position
to get Horten fired

before he can find out
who's behind the attacks.

Yeah, but I still don't get why.

Why would a prison
company want to destroy

community programs?

It's exactly what Imani said.

These programs keep kids from
falling through the cracks,

but you know who profits
from the kids who do?

Prisons.

Jake. Hey, buddy.

Listen. I'm sorry to barge in like this,

waving my Crows platinum client card,

but I just needed to speak to somebody

I knew I could trust.

What's wrong, Roman?

Well, I was dong a routine check

on one of my cosmetics stores.

Long story short, a search of one

of my employees' lockers turned up this.

That's Snakebite, right?

I didn't want to make
a big thing about it

without knowing for sure.
I mean, I've heard of the stuff,

but I've never actually seen it.

Is that the real deal?

Uh, yeah. Yeah. It's the real deal.

Wow. Well, it's good I
brought it to you then.

I know how hard you've been pushing
to get this stuff off the streets.

I just can't believe
my own staff would...

You know, I mean, I
thought it was a kid drug,

but this stuff must really
be making the rounds, huh?

Listen. I've got things,
uh, covered on my end.

Can you dispose of this,
make sure it doesn't get

into the wrong hands?

I mean, if it's as bad as you say,

this stuff could really
ruin someone's life.

Yeah. I'll take care of it.

You're the best, Jake.

Oh. Dr. Rhyme.

Agent Pennyworth, how are you?

Stumped actually.

I was hoping you could
clear something up.

Last month when I'd
just returned to Gotham,

you asked to see me.

This is gonna sound strange,

but, um, do you mind if
I ask what we discussed?

It was a matter of some sensitivity.

Oh. Perhaps we should
discuss it in private.

Mm-hmm.

Have a seat, Dr. Rhyme,

or would you prefer Enigma?

What did you do to me?

Same thing I'm about to do.

Unh!

Make you forget.

I got a lock on the CEO's phone.

He seems to be working late at the site

of Edgewater's latest lockup.

Surveying your latest money maker?

Who's there?

I need a security team down...

Ahh!

Tell me how much money does the city

pay you per prisoner?

150 a day.

So you're raking in a couple
hundred million a year

to warehouse people?

There's nothing illegal about it.

That's the problem. All that money means

you'll be willing to do anything

to keep your cells filled.

That's why you sent Kilovolt
to fry the community center.

Any programs that kept at-risk kids

from ending up in one of your prisons

cut into your bottom line,

so you took them out.

All right, all right. You got me.

No need to get physical.

So you're confessing?

More like stalling.

Are you seeing this?

You got 3 guards
approaching from the west,

and I'm reading a big energy signal.

That suit'll protect her, right?

Not against 3 of those
lightning guns it won't.

Nobody's home.

Looks like Black Mask is
tying up some loose ends.

I miss the electric chair,

but a firing squad should do.

Ready... aim...

fire!

You've been holding out on me, Fox?

Couldn't let you have all the fun.

- You know I had that, right?
- Yeah. Never had a doubt.

Do you like irony, Gotham?

I think Batwoman does.

For-profit prison CEO Ellis O'Brien

allegedly engineered a conspiracy

to sabotage community outreach programs

in a bid to increase incarceration rates

among the city's most at-risk,

and it seems O'Brien did
increase the prison population

by one... himself.

Batwoman spilled the tea,

and journalist Horten Spence
spilled the ink.

Talk to me, Gotham.

Has Batwoman found her Lois Lane?

Hmm.

Ahchoo!

Daddy?

What brought you to the
good doctor Rhyme's office?

That's why I can't shake this urge

for another hit of Snakebite
because at least for a few...

Tsk, tsk, tsk. What did you do?

That was my life's biggest regret,

my greatest failure, not saving Beth.

Not an hour goes by when
I don't think about it,

leaving my daughter
to suffer in that cell.

That's why I can't shake this urge

for another hit of Snakebite

because at least for
a few fleeting moments

I can be the father I
should have been to her

all those years ago.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

As much as I want to forgive you...

forgetting's easier.

_

Apply the antibiotic twice a day

and change the bandages as needed.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Uh, my insurance doesn't kick in

for another few weeks.

Yeah. I'm just glad
you got your job back

and, I hear, a big promotion.

All I have to toast with are lollipops,

but cheers.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Stopped by the med school,

your apartment, the Hold-Up.

Then it hit me where I could find you.

- Busted. You got me.
- Mary.

Look. I don't care what you have to say

I'm opening the place back up,

so if you want to stop me,

you'll have to arrest me.

I don't want to stop you.
I want to help you.

Make this place a real clinic.

Hire real doctors.

I'll even pay for it.

You know that there are some
things that you can't fix

by writing a big check.

What possible objection could you have

to making this place legit?

Because it goes against the very
reason I started the clinic, okay?

I don't ask for I.D., I
don't require insurance,

I don't report O.D.s or
non-violent criminal behavior.

I opened up this place
to serve the people

that you don't see as legit.

Come on. You haven't
even finished med school.

And yet yesterday, I saved a guy's life,

and, you know, for the
first time since Kate died,

I don't feel hollow.

I feel like what I did mattered,

that I can make a difference

in this crappy city,

and you want to take that away from me,

and for that, I will never forgive you.

Hey.

So I heard you put in
for a transfer to Berlin.

That I did.

Seems sudden.

I know. Heh.

I just, um... I just
woke up this morning

and knew that's what I wanted to do.

It just feels right, you now?

Too many memories here in Gotham.

Hmm.

Take care, love.

Just wanted to make sure
you had a copy of this.

Ahh. I'm glad the place is
getting some good press.

Yeah. The phones have been lighting up

with donations and volunteers.

That means I'm off the hook
for teaching martial arts?

I hope not because I already
signed up for your class.

Excuse me.

So this is all happening very quickly,

but the D.A. signed off
on Angelique's deal.

A WITSEC team is moving
her into protective custody

as we speak.

- Thank you.
- No. Thank you

for getting her to talk.

Now until we can take down Black Mask,

Angelique's gonna be
off the grid for bit.

It might be a while before
you can talk to her again.

Unh!

You came for me!

I knew you would.

Crows treating you okay?

They're definitely

more agreeable chauffeuring me around.

Thanks for getting me out.

You got yourself out.

With a little push.

I don't know how you
did 18 months inside, ry.

I thought I understood how much
you sacrificed for me by going in.

Not even close,

but now that I do, I
want to say thank you

and that I love you so...

Ang?

No, no!

What's going on? Angelique?

Ohh! Aah!

- No, no, no, no, no!
- What's going on?

Angelique?

Angelique, Angelique, Angelique!

No, no!

Angelique, talk to me!

Angelique!

No! No, no, no!

Angelique? Angelique!

Greg, move your head!

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