All language subtitles for Justice League S4x06

But how come when
I make the scones

they don't got that good
flavor like yours, Tony?

Do I have to tell you
again how you gotta add

the orange zest, Cecil?

You gonna make me give
you the recipe again, huh?

You're killin' me here, Cecil.
Killin' me.

- I heard something.
- Shut up, Cecil.

I'm trying to listen.

Why you gotta be so
mean all the time, Tony?

- I'm always nice to you.
- You're killin' me, Cecil.

Steven Mandragora, been a while.

I've changed some since we met
last but you haven't changed.

All these years you've
been building your empire

with thievery and murder.

But it ends tonight.

- No.
- Huntress!

J'onn, I...

You were warned. You were told
to stay away from Mandragora.

You have violated my direct orders.
You've crossed the line.

You've been watching me?

Given what occurred
tonight, I'd say

it was a wise precaution.

You know what Mandragora
did and I almost had him.

He should have been there,
but someone tipped him.

- You did it.
- I had Mandragora moved, yes.

For his own
protection, and yours.

Alright, J'onn,
so I get some Justice League demerits.

Fine, just spare me the lecture.

I can find him
without your help.

You misunderstand.
Tonight was a test and you failed.

Pack your things, Huntress.
You're out.

You'll need to turn in
your identification card...

immediately.

Fine.

I hope you choke on it.

Oh, Cadmus, Cadmus,
wherefore art thou, Cadmus?

I know there's a connection.
Don't think I won't find it.

Maybe you're not looking
in the right direction.

You're the League's data guy,
the conspiracy buff, right?

Wildcat says you're a nut job.

Funny, he says the
same thing about you.

He's right.

Okay, bored now. Goodbye.

You must be the ugliest guy of all
time, Question.

- Hiding your face like that.
- Go away.

- Don't touch that!
- Wow.

I had no idea that the girl
scouts were responsible

for the crop circle phenomenon.

Few people do.
Few even think to ask the question.

Well,
I have a question for you then.

Do you know what apophenia is?

Apophenia, noun.

The tendency to see
connections where none exist.

Did you come here just
to make fun of my work?

No, Q. I came to help you.

And let's just keep the rest of
the League out of it, shall we?

Here's the deal,
I tell you what I know about Cadmus

immediately after you
help me find out what rock

Steven Mandragora's
hiding under.

Hmm, interesting.

Slurp slurp slurp

I believe that individual
passed beyond the veil

at the hands of one Tommy
Monahan who himself later

mistakenly fell onto a train
track, I am told.

Now, why is it that most of
your criminal acquaintances

seem to be deceased?

Perhaps my friends
are simply prone

to misfortune, Agent Faraday.

My job is to prep you to testify

before the grand
jury, Mr. Mandragora.

You're gonna have to come up
with a lot more than some mook

who may or may not
be around anymore

if you want immunity
from prosecution.

I am doing my best.

You can't blame me
for being nervous.

I have enemies everywhere.

Even Justice League enemies.

Besides, I am ravaged by hunger.

Feed me and I shall squeal on
all manner of former associates.

Speaking of squealing,
Black Canary

I notice you can't take
your eyes off of me.

One can hardly blame you.

Perhaps after Agent
Faraday helps absolve me

of my alleged crimes

I could put you in a cage
and have you sing for me.

Listen, you giant tub of...

Green Arrow,
may I remind you that you're here

strictly in a security capacity?

Yes, why don't you go and
fetch me another four platters

of oysters like a good,
little leprechaun?

I'm sure your girlfriend
and I will have much

to discuss while you're gone.

Slurp slurp

I like my oysters sweet by the
way, sweet and juicy.

Let him talk, Arrow,
with all the enemies he's made

he never knows if he's
eating his last meal.

Ha ha ha!

Alright, Q.
You said you'd help me.

Where are they
keeping Mandragora?

Well?

Oh, you did not
just hang up on me.

Figured I'd cut
out the middleman.

Oh, baby doll,
and just for the record

I usually prefer my
dates to have a face.

Five minutes, that's all I need.
Just give me five minutes.

I'll teach this pompous
jerk some manners.

Listen, Justice League or not,
you will sit down and behave.

- You heard what he said.
- Oh, dear.

Did I offend you
somehow, little man?

My most sincere apologies.

Faraday's right, Arrow. Relax.

Nothing this guy can
say is gonna affect me

one way or the other.

Is that right?

Well, then, perhaps you won't
mind explaining how a lovely

young lady like you ends
up with a nobody like him.

Were all the real men in the
Justice League already taken?

I hope you're proud of yourself.

Now we have to do guard
duty from outside.

Hope I'm proud of myself?
You're the one that punched him.

Yeah, but, ow!
It was like punching a brick wall.

There's no fat on that man.

Will you let me look?

I think you'll live
to punch suspects

another day, pretty bird.

Let's find some higher ground.

This is ridiculous,
I can't believe

we're going to all this
trouble to protect a killer.

That's how it goes, Dinah,
they let a bad guy go free

he rats out dozens of others.
It's not perfect.

No, no, it isn't.

Makes you wonder how his
victims would feel if they knew.

Hey, you gonna get
all serious on me?

You bet.

- More cops.
- So? The more, the merrier.

Someone else too.

Who are these guys?
I haven't seen them here before.

Keep your big shirt
on, Mr. Mandragora.

- They're checking 'em out.
- You check them out.

That's your job, do it.

Okay, guys. Let's see some ID.

Nice night for a
distraction, ain't it?

You're not going in that
house, Huntress.

That I promise.

I'm here on League
business, Canary.

That's not what J'onn said.
We just called him.

- Okay, that didn't work.
- Maybe this will.

Why are you doing
this, Question?

You wouldn't believe
me if I told you.

And here I heard you were some
kind of brilliant fighter.

You heard right.

I strongly advise
you to stay down.

These impact arrows are
non-lethal, but they hurt...

a lot.

He's gone. Mandragora is gone.

Do you have any idea
what you've done?

Yes, I hunted a murderer.

A murderer the
League's protecting.

We don't have time for this,
we've got to ask the question

what he just picked up
and put in his pocket.

- Me?
- Don't make me ask again.

Oh, you mean this.

It's a storage key for a place
down by the train station.

Alright, you two stay here.

Don't make me sic
Black Canary on you.

You've only seen her
nice side so far.

Ow! What was that for?

All that crazy mystery man mojo

and you couldn't even pick
up a clue without being seen?

The key wasn't the clue.
The key was mine.

Now this list of container
ship arrivals I palmed

while they were yelling at
you, that's the clue.

I don't get it. Why aren't we
on our way to the train station?

Shh!

Because I know when
I'm being conned.

You're cute when you're an
insufferable smarty-pants.

You're even smarter
than they say.

Smart enough to realize you
don't know jack about Cadmus.

- I needed your help.
- Talk to me about Mandragora.

What did he do to you?

- You wouldn't understand.
- Wouldn't understand what?

That he worked for your
father, Franco Bertinelli

or that your father was
himself a powerful crime boss?

You were just a child.

You certainly didn't
understand what your father

did for a living.

You just knew that when he
talked, people listened.

That he always had
his guys around him

to do whatever he said

and that the most frightening
one was Mandragora.

Looking into his eyes was like
looking into an empty pit.

One terrible night,
Mandragora decided

he no longer wished
to take orders.

Get behind me, Helena.
It will be alright.

Your father hoped to protect
you by hiding you in a closet.

He's coming.

But you saw it all, Helena.

Steven Mandragora
killed your parents

while you watched helplessly.

Isn't that what happened?

If you knew all that,
then you probably know

what I'm gonna do to
Mandragora when I catch him.

- So why help me?
- That is the question.

Somebody's following us.

- Lose them.
- Like airline luggage.

You're not supposed to
drive when you're angry.

They're heading towards the waterfront.
Hang on.

It's so funny you think
you have to tell me that.

Stop the car, Question.
Pull over.

Stop following us, Canary.

- Is that her? Give me that.
- Hey!

You want a piece of me, Blondie?
Bring it.

This is so unnecessary.

- Are we dead yet?
- No.

Are we dead yet?

Look, if we die,
I promise I'll let you know.

- Train.
- I see it.

- Train!
- I see it!

Oops!

J'onn, get us out of here now.

Ugh! I can't believe you.
I rebuilt that bike by hand.

You're absolutely right.
I'm sorry I saved our lives.

And J'onn thinks Huntress
is the unstable one.

Look, there are 100
ships leaving here a day.

If Mandragora's trying
to get out of the country

how are we supposed to
know which one he's on?

What if he isn't
hopping a freighter?

What if he's playing
a more subtle game?

No more questions, okay?
What are you saying?

What if he's here
to meet a freighter?

As it happens, there's one
coming in from his home country

this very evening.

Come on.

That's him. He's mine.

You take the two guards. Ready?

I'm really starting
to dislike that woman.

Hey!

I got your plate of
oysters right here, jumbo.

Warned you.

Didn't anyone ever tell
you, Mandragora...

no one messes with
the Justice League?

Ha ha ha!

Mandragora!

I've got special arrows too.

The pointy kind that will
go right through you.

Put her down now!

Very well then.

Back to federal
custody, I suppose.

- Not this time.
- Papa!

Edgar!

On my last trip
to the old country

a rival criminal organization
kidnapped my son.

It took me all this time
to arrange his rescue.

Rest assured that his
captors were taught

the error of their ways.

Rest assured,
I'm about to teach you the same lesson.

All I wanted was for my son
and I to disappear together.

Get behind me, Edgar.
It will be alright.

Huntress!

Is this really what you want?

No.

That's not what I want at all.

Mandragora never
had any intention

of cooperating with
the prosecutors.

He was just stalling
until his son arrived.

Their new identities
were already in place.

Not to mention a
Cayman Island account

full of ill-gotten gains
to finance their new lives.

You knew all along that kid
was gonna be on that freighter.

I do my homework.

Then why go to all
the trouble to help?

Why risk your life for me?

Because I... like you.

- Where are we going?
- Don't ask so many questions.

I'm sorry, but, ew!