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When the Justice Society first formed,

it was a scientist, The Ultra-Humanite.

With a little help from Dragon King.

But he escaped us by putting his brain

into the body of an actress named Dolores Winters.

What are you two idiots doing here?

Helping Cindy's the right thing to do.

Maybe The Thunderbolt could cure her.

Let's team up.

If they're looking for trouble,

they're gonna be sorry they got it.

At least you'll die together.

These are human remains.

I wanna wipe the slate clean.

I'm taking Icicle out the first chance I get.

Jordan says he wants to work together.

How can you be that naive?

I'm willing to help the JSA

take down The Ultra-Humanite.

It's time.

And the award for Best Actress goes to...

Dolores Winters for "Remembering to Forget."

- Thank you, Mr. Colman. - Congratulations, Ms. Winters.

I don't know how to express my gratitude.

I don't know how this even happened, really, but...

here it is in my hand.

It's heavier than I imagined.

As actors, we are called upon to lose ourselves in the role.

And I could not have dreamed for a better character

to become lost in.

Thank you. I love you all!

You did it. - Yes! Dolores!

What a triumph.

Mr. Standish?

Well, the party is long over. Everyone has gone home.

I think you should leave.

But I was hoping that-- that maybe we could talk.

That's all.

I have a friend on their way. They'll be here any moment.

Oh, Dolores, I-I am madly in love with you.

You're drunk. Go home.

Oh, but like sees like, Dolores.

And--and when I look into your beautiful eyes,

I see an actor, always acting...

Even when the cameras aren't rolling.

I see a woman hiding,

pretending to be something she's not.

Uh, but I-I won't judge you, Dolores.

Please...

show me who you truly are.

Ohh--

You really saw me in here, didn't you?

That's unfortunate.

Ahh!

Aah!

You dropped your trophy.

Dr. Ito, you're late.

Who was that?

Someone who was getting too close...

Like the Justice Society is.

They picked up my trail again.

I need a new body.

Given the JSA and our inevitable confrontation,

I've been making a few improvements of my own.

Intent on earning your name, are you, Dragon King?

I could do the same for you.

No. I have another idea in mind.

An albino gorilla.

A body powerful enough to destroy the entire JSA,

after a few modifications, of course.

Hmm, an intriguing choice.

I'm almost jealous.

Yes.

Won't this be fun?

Hey.

I can't stop thinking about Artemis, how alone she is.

And Sylvester wanting to take the Staff

and--and bring in Icicle by himself?

There--there are so many things wrong with that idea.

Sylvester still thinks Icicle is his fight.

It's all our fight.

I don't care if Jordan says he wants peace.

He didn't kill the Crocks out of self-defense.

He needs to be stopped.

Yeah.

He left a note.

What's it say?

Said he had a few things to do. He'll be back soon.

We have to find him.

Hey.

What do you want, Mr. Pemberton?

Just, uh, seeing how you're holding up.

What are you planning here?

I'm going to kill Jordan Mahkent.

Look, I know that every fiber

of your being wants to find

that Nordic freak and smash

the smug look off his face.

But... there's a future

your parents wanted for you,

and it's not prison.

If you wanna honor your parents,

go to college and be the star

that they raised you to be.

So Jordan Mahkent just gets a pass?

Hell no. I'm gonna kill him for you.

Aah!

Rick's still not answering.

Shocker. Any news on that creature?

Not yet.

- Mr. Pemberton. - Are there any updates?

I've been tapping into the satellite feeds,

searching the woods around Blue Valley for The Ultra-Humanite.

But now that you burned down the barn,

I think he's taken shelter somewhere new.

My bad. Where's Rick?

Still not answering anyone's calls.

Where's Courtney?

Well, I didn't tell her we were meeting.

Wait. Why not?

Because she already knows the plan.

- What is the plan? - I'm gonna face Icicle myself.

- We should come with you. - No.

Jordan's stronger now. He's too dangerous.

With Cameron and his crazy grandparents,

Jordan won't be alone.

Yeah, he will. I dropped a bug

in the Mahkents' living room when Pat and I were there.

Cameron and his grandparents are going to a vigil tonight

for his art teacher.

Mr. Deisinger?

Yeah. Apparently, he's been missing for days.

Wait, what? What happened?

Well, with the Mahkents and The Ultra-Humanite

running around, nothing good, I'm guessing.

So Jordan Mahkent will be home alone tonight?

Yeah, until I show up for our little chat.

You're sure you don't want our help?

Actually, I do.

When the JSA died, they left family members behind.

Sandman has a nephew, The Atom, a son,

Green Lantern's kids, Jennie and her brother.

But there are other JSA members

whose bloodlines died that night...

Heroes like me who had no families

to pass their legacies on to,

Mr. Terrific, Dr. Fate,

The Spectre, Flash...

And others who shouldn't be forgotten.

So I'm asking both of you, when this is all over,

go find someone like yourself,

someone worthy of taking one of these mantles on for their own.

Keep my friends' legacies alive.

You're talking to us like

we're never gonna see you again.

Don't be silly.

I'll catch up with you guys later.

I'm not sure about this place.

What, are you kidding? This is awesome!

The ISA meeting room. Oh, check it out.

Okay.

So what... the ISA just sat around

looking at a painting of themselves?

Ugh, are we sure we wanna use this

for the Young All-Stars HQ?

I mean, it's pretty cold down here for a reptile.

No offense.

What exactly is happening to you?

We only wanna help, Cindy. We're a team now, aren't we?

And that's what teammates do.

My dad experimented on me my whole life.

He put metal shivs in my arms

and pumped me so full of chemicals,

my hair turned white.

I think my father did something else to me,

something that lay dormant

until I came back from the Shadowlands.

- Does it hurt? - Uh, yeah, sometimes.

You took The Gambler's laptop

because you were looking for your dad's hidden labs, right?

Yeah. And I searched through all the labs I could find,

hoping one might have answers on to how to reverse this.

Okay. I got an idea. I'm gonna wish that--

Wait! You madman!

Write it down first! Think it through!

- I know what I'm doing! - Jakeem--

Don't embarrass me in front of her!

Thunderbolt, I wish you would take me, Mike,

and Cindy to the labs that has what we're looking for.

Oh, no.

Cameron?

Hey.

Courtney still hasn't called or texted me back.

Whatever is going on, I know she cares about you.

Give her some time.

I don't think anything we say is gonna change her mind, Dad.

We have to prove your intentions are good...

somehow.

Your teacher, um, the one who's gone missing--

Mr. Deisinger.

He may have fallen prey to The Ultra-Humanite.

But the police... they thought he might have had

another psychotic break or--or--or wandered off.

You think he could be dead?

What if I went after The Ultra-Humanite?

What if I brought him in myself?

Would that be enough?

- Hey. - Courtney took the Staff?

She went looking for you. Where--where were ya?

- When's she coming back? - Listen.

We decided we're not gonna let you go it alone.

Okay, I've tried to be diplomatic about this,

but it's not your choice to make.

It's mine.

Okay, Icicle's more powerful than ever, all right?

And Beth, she's still not sure

what Jordan even did with the Crocks.

All due respect to the dead, I'm not the Crocks, Pat.

I can protect myself.

I shouldn't even have to say that.

You need our help.

Don't you get it?

I don't want your help! Okay?

Do I have to spell it out for you?

I mean, look at you.

You put a bunch of kids in harm's way

just to make yourself feel important.

- That's just not true. - Yes, it is.

And the only reason they respect you is

because they weren't there

to see what an ineffectual loser Stripesy really was.

You know you're a laughingstock?

You were the joke of the entire JSA.

Why are you saying this to me?

Okay.

I've tried to let this go.

I've tried to, but I can't.

This is coming from the hard truth, okay?

The night the JSA went up against the ISA,

you wouldn't stop calling me on the radio.

Do you remember that?

Then you came back after I ordered you to stay away!

You distracted me during the most important

fight of my life, and you got me killed, Pat!

I'm not gonna let it happen again!

You're no hero.

Not then and not now.

You are just a sidekick.

You heard us?

All of it.

Well, it is what it is, kid.

You know, since the day I found the Staff,

you've been my hero.

I even thought you were my father for a while.

But when Brainwave came after me,

it was Pat who saved me.

And when Cindy hurt me,

it was Pat who got me to the hospital.

And when my dad came to take that locket

and I was absolutely crushed,

Pat was there for me too.

He's been there for me every time I've ever needed him.

So...

you're not my hero, Starman.

Pat Dugan is my hero.

I was so disappointed

when I found out you weren't my father.

But I thank God every day that Pat is.

I need the Staff.

I'm not giving it to you.

Cosmo.

No. You stay.

You may have swayed the Staff to yourself before,

but deep down...

you know it belongs to me.

You're not worthy of it.

I'll be back after I go take care of Icicle.

- Stop. - Sorry, kid.

How did he take the Staff from you?

He asked Cosmo to come to him, and...

I couldn't do anything about it.

- It didn't come back? Why? - Because I'm not Starman.

I'm gonna go and get S.T.R.I.P.E.

to try and intercept Sylvester before he gets to Jordan's.

We need Rick.

We need his help, and he needs ours.

So go talk to him. I'll check in later.

Court, I'm really sorry.

You didn't do anything wrong, Pat.

This all looks the same. We've been walking forever.

Where the hell are we? - A place where you find

what you're looking for.

And what are we looking for exactly?

- A cure. - Well, Cindy Burman was, yes.

But you, my friend, made the wish,

and you were looking to impress her.

So ta-da, here's your chance!

What does that mean?

Thunderbolt?

Oh, God, you guys are useless.

Call him out here, Jakeem, right now!

Make him explain! "So cool" his pink ass!

Wait, wait.

We're by one of my dad's labs.

Jakeem, I think you did it. Let's go, idiots!

See? I did it.

Did what exactly? That's what I wanna know.

Oh, man, this is not good. Not good at all.

Zeek, what happened?

Sylvester, that's what happened.

- He did this? - Yeah. I walked in.

He went flying off like a witch on a broomstick.

Zeek, he's lost his mind.

Or maybe that's what he wants you to think.

Let me run this by you, Dugan.

Maybe, just maybe, Sylvester is doing to you

what you did to Little Dugan

when Eclipso was prancing around Blue Valley.

What did I do?

You told Mike to meet you when S.T.R.I.P.E. was fixed,

knowing good and well it wouldn't be.

You lied to him to protect him.

So he's lying to protect me.

He'd rather we hate him than have us get hurt.

Sylvester's gonna get himself killed.

Grab that wrench. I gotta move fast.

Well, hold on, Dugan.

I'm as fast as they come, but putting old Humpty Dumpty

together here is gonna take more than a few minutes.

I understand that, but I got an idea.

Ooh. Ha ha.

Call me when you find Rick.

We will.

I need your help.

This is one of your dad's creepy labs.

Very creepy.

What are we looking for? A potion?

What? No. He's not a wizard.

There was a wizard in the ISA, wasn't there?

Yes. Okay, there was.

Um, someone's been working in here.

But I thought you said your dad is dead.

He's supposed to be.

What the hell are you doing here?

I know you're trying to protect us,

saying what you said, taking out S.T.R.I.P.E.

But I'm not letting you do this alone.

This is my fight, Pat!

You keep saying that, but it doesn't have to be.

The reason I was brought back from the dead

was to fight another man back from the dead,

to--to avenge the JSA, to fix my mistakes.

I'm the reason why the JSA died.

The--they should have come back instead of me.

So if I die making things right, then I die.

Don't say that.

This is my destiny, Pat.

Then it's my destiny too.

You're my friend. You're my partner.

And I'm not letting you do this alone, and that's it.

Everything I said back there--

Hey, I know, all right?

Forget it. We gotta do this.

Let's go.

Don't touch anything! You might catch what she has.

Uh, really?

Just sayin'.

Mm-hmm.

Dude, what's the matter with you?

Y-y-you don't know what this stuff does.

Why would you say that, though?

Ugh, forget it.

Is that a-a-a body?

It's something.

I-it's my dad.

Hello, my daughter.

Dad?

Wait. That's your dad?

He put his brain in that thing.

Yeah, but if Dragon King put his lizard brain

in the white ape,

where's The Ultra-Humanite's brain?

Uhh--

What now?

I'll take care of him.

Won't this be fun?

I've missed you, my greatest experiment--

well, until now.

- Be ready to run. - Come on. Come on, over here.

You know, the new look, Daddy,

it's not an improvement.

Go! Go, go, go!

I think you should take it off, Rick.

If it hurts, we can help you manage the pain.

Maybe my mom can help.

What about The Ultra-Humanite and Jordan?

You need me powered up.

We need you healthy, Rick.

Where's Sylvester?

He--he might know what to do.

Um, he's out--

He--he--he knew about the limiter.

What?

He told me how to take it off.

I did some reading.

Your father went through the same thing once.

And the JSA helped him through it.

Then Sylvester would know the dangers of the limiter.

Starman was there, yeah.

If he was there, he knew what it would do to Rick.

Why would he tell him to remove it?

Stop it. Now!

Power down.

How? How?

How what? Do I control the Staff?

I'm Starman.

What?

Well, I'm Starman now.

And as Dolores Winters said in "The Confidence Game,"

you've been had, kiddo.

You're The Ultra-Humanite.

Well, bingo.

Where's Sylvester?

Oh, Dr. McNider was right about the cosmic energy

preserving the body.

But Sylvester's brain, mmm, that's long gone.

We had some fun, didn't we, Pat?

Back in the old days?

Star-Spangled Kid and Stripesy

alongside the Seven Soldiers of Victory.

Huzzah!

What the hell are you talking about?

Oh, you remember. After Ted gave me the Staff,

it was Starman and the JSA.

Those are the big leagues.

And now, Starman and S.T.R.I.P.E.

We made a real team again. These were great times.

I'm sad we won't have that anymore, 'cause...

you're my friend,

my brother.

I'm sorry it has to end like this.

You're not Sylvester.

Oh... ha. Right.

Yes, of course.

Yeah, sometimes I get lost in the role.

I just forget.

Ugh!

Wait a second! Hold on! Stop it! Hold on a second!

Hold on. You don't have to do this.

Sylvester...

you're my friend, right?

- That's right, Pat. - Right.

So--so it's not happening like this, okay?

Help me outta here.

Okay.

Yeah, there you go. Come on. Yeah.

Just grab on. Come on, you can do it.

Come on.

Oh, that was good, Pat.

That was really good.

You almost had me.

You're insane.

I know.

It's a beautiful night.

For decades, I enjoyed being in that beast...

that's been roaming these woods.

And just the raw strength...

Helped me survive the JSA attacks

one after the other.

But being in that monster, I had to stay hidden.

I grew tired of hiding.

I missed the adulation that Dolores Winters got.

I wanted that again.

Like, I know Jordan and Dr. Ito may have other plans.

But for me, that's what this is all about.

So after the operation,

I did some traveling.

I did my research.

Ah--

I talked to almost everyone you knew,

from your landlord in Van Nuys...

To Mike's mom.

When I finally made my way to you,

I was more than ready to play that role.

And I was accepted back so quickly

because everyone worshipped Starman...

especially you.

But I had to cement that acceptance.

So I made myself a victim

with the help of some friends.

You brought me into the circle of trust, Pat.

And you brought me closer to Courtney.

And more importantly, to my ultimate prize, the Staff.

So I not only bonded with all of you,

I bonded with it.

And thanks to Courtney,

the bond with the Staff is now complete.

At the same time, I had to make sure

Courtney's friends stayed out of my way

because if anyone saw through my disguise,

it would be Cindy Burman.

So I used Yolanda to push her away.

The way you don't let Dragon King's kid off the hook,

it's very Ted. It's good judgment.

And then I urged Beth to cut off her parents

to keep her distracted.

First rule I have-- protect the family.

And Rick... ha ha.

Rex Tyler's angry little brute.

I mean, we all know what Rex went through

before he set a limiter on that hourglass.

So, oh, I'd hate to be Rick right now.

He must be in a world of pain.

And finally... your son.

I told Mike to go prove he could do

what you said he couldn't.

And then I put him and his inept friend

with the pen in harm's way.

That worked out great.

It all worked out...

and so will the rest of our plan.

You wanna hear Jordan's endgame, Pat?

Pat?

Oh.

Bye, Pat.

Greg, move your head.