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Previously, on "Arrow"...

This city needs someone

to stand up who isn't
hiding behind a mask.

It needs a leader.

So, I've decided
to run for mayor.

Ollie, this is Alex Davis,

the new political strategist
that Walter recommended.

At the house, I looked Sara in the eyes.
She wasn't there.

I'm the one who killed her
in the first place.

That's why she's
after me, you know.

It's blood lust;
She's consumed by it.

It's the same pain I feel
when I think about Ra's.

If she kills me,
she'll be ok.

There's more
to the recording--

something
overlapping with it.

What I need you
to know is,

I'm alive,
and I'm in trouble.

Open new file.

Atom project,
update Gamma.

This will be miniaturization
test number one.

Execute.

Why can't anything ever work
the first time?

Hmm?

Play one of the best new FPS shooters,
search Steam for PROJECT WARLOCK

All right, guys,
I know it's been a long haul

figuring out
your platform,

but the good news is,
we're almost done.

Just two more things here
on the docket.

Mmm, actually, only one.

I figured out where
we're going to hold Ollie's fundraiser.

It's going to be at Gerard's.

From what I remember,

that place
is a little pricey,

leading us to our
last talking point, the budget.

You have it, right?

If by "you,"
you mean Felicity,

then, yes. She was
supposed to be here,

but she's
just been slammed

at Palmer Tech
for the past few days.

She's really taking
this whole CEO thing seriously.

Well, one of us has to have a job
that actually makes money.

I'll speak with her,
I'll get those numbers for you.

Alex, thank you so much
for all your hard work.

I'll see you later.

I was thinking,

maybe we should
check out Gerard's tomorrow night.

You know,
just to make sure

it's the right type
of venue

for introducing
our candidate.

Are you asking me out
on a date?

To be honest,

it's been so long,
I don't even know.

I just am--my life is
really complicated right now,

and I don't think going on a date
with my brother's campaign manager

is going to make it
any easier.

No, you're right.
That was totally unprofessional;

something I would
normally never do.

I just...
Thought there was something there.

Probably just consumed
a little too much MSG.

How about we just
erase these last five minutes?

Absolutely not.

It was nice.

I'll see you later.

I'm alive,

and I'm in trouble.

I'm alive,

and I'm in trouble.

I'm alive...

I thought I said
you could use my lab

if you clean up
after yourself.

The keyword being "after,"
which assumes finished,

which clearly, I am not.

Well,
how's it going?

Ughh!

That well?

I'm alive...

Do you have that
playing on a loop?

I've been trying
to trace to Ray's message

back to its point of origin,
but he must have ping-ponged it

off of like a thousand servers,
and the back trace algorithm

won't compile, which means
there's no way of finding him, and--

Ok!

You need to stop
right now.

I can't.

You have to.

You are no good to Mr. Palmer
in your current state.

Now, how long has it been since
you took a break?

I dozed off
for about two minutes

about an hour ago,
does that count?

You're married, he's straight,

you're married,
he's straight, ahem.

Ah, perfect. Oliver Queen,
Curtis Holt. Curtis, Oliver.

Curtis! Felicity's
told me a lot about you.

She's told me
virtually nothing about you.

Ok.

Curtis?

What you doin'?

The Green Arrow
showed up right about the time

that you came back
into town.

Nah, it's not you,
though. Jaw's not right.

That's what I keep
telling people.

Would you give us a minute?

Sure thing.
Nice meeting you.

Nice meeting you, too. Ahem.

Hey.
Hi.

I thought that you were
going to come by

the campaign offices to go
over the finances.

I thought that meeting
was on Wednesday.

It is Wednesday.

Oh.

What's going on?

I'm alive...

And I'm in trouble.

That sounds like--

Ray. Because it is Ray,

because Ray isn't dead.

What?

That's impossible.
Ray was--

Killed. In an explosion
that blew up the top

of this building
six months ago.

But that's obviously
not what happened,

because he sent
this message six days ago,

and dead people
don't generally do that.

Ray's alive.
He's out there somewhere.

I have to help him,

Why didn't you ever tell us about
this place before?

I didn't know
it was here.

But it sort of seems
like you did.

I know this island
isn't all that it seems.

You've done well, Mr. Queen.

But you let the British guy
get away.

Whoa, wait. Reiter.

Constantine said that
there was some sort of

barrier, like magic.

I have no interest
in the chamber.

What is that?

A message,
from the ancients,

leading to a very
special gift.

A heart of water.

Have you seen a cove
on the island,

surrounded by mountains?

Yeah, I know of one.

I want you to go to that point
and lead an excavation.

Take a dozen of the laborers
and work them

until you find my gift.

Can I talk
to you for a sec?

All right, first,

what aren't you telling me
about what we're doing here?

I mean, apart from everything.

And second?

Queen is a mole.

Don't start trusting him just 'cause
he gave you a piece of bling.

Accompany Mr. Queen
to the cove.

I know.

I know.

I love you, too, Mom.

I love you so much.

Ok, bye, Mom.

How'd that go?

Easier than the last time

mom found out
that I wasn't dead.

Hey.

You ok, honey?

Yeah, fine. It was
just something mom said

about how I got lost when I was walking
home from school once,

and--and how I promised
that I'd always come back.

But I can't remember.

You're probably
better off not remembering

all the messed up things
our parents did to us, anyway.

Hey, you two turned out
perfectly, all right,

and more importantly,
you're both home.

I couldn't ask
for anything more.

I tell you Ray's in trouble
and your first response is,

you need a shower.

And a nap.

You're not going
to be able to help--

Oh, stop. You're starting
to sound like Curtis.

Well, Curtis
is a smart guy.

Did Ray's message indicate
what kind of trouble he's in?

If it did, it would have been
the first thing I told you.

Ok. Is there anything
that I can do to help?

Well, have you magically
learned to code

in the last 72 hours?

No.

It was a rhetorical question.

I know.

I will, however,

accept your undying
support and backrub.

You can have
both as soon as you...

Shower.

And take a nap.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

What?

I set an alert just in case
the back trace program

ever finished compiling.

Felicity...

Two seconds!

It's been
taking forever.

What are you doing?

Absolutely nothing.

Felicity, Felicity,
is that you?

Oh,
my God, Ray!

Ray, where are you?

I don't know.

And if that wasn't enough,
I think I'm being held against my will.

What?!

Yeah, they want my suit,
or at least the tech.

The good news is,
the tech is

useless to them
in my current condition.

Ray, if you have your suit, then
why don't you just--

Bust my way out?
Yeah, that's not really happening.

What, the suit
doesn't work?

Actually, it worked
a little too well.

♪ Arrow 4x06 ♪
Lost Souls
Original Air Date on November 11, 2015

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They want my suit,
or at least the tech.

The only good news is,
the tech is useless

to them in
my current condition.

John is never
going to believe this.

Neither is Thea.

And, well, Ray is--

the size of a tater tot.

Ray modified his suit
with the same nanites

I injected into him
after bad arrow shot him.

It's a long story involving
a lot of molecular physics.

The bottom line is that Ray

jury-rigged a short-range
message burst

that was intercepted
by whoever's holding him captive.

Ray thinks they want the suit
for its technology,

but they can't use
it while its small.

And while he's small,
it's like looking

for a needle
in a city of haystacks.

Ray has something
he thinks could help.

Back at Palmer Tech,
I've got schematics for a machine

that should be able
to resize me.

Well, now that
you're both filled in...

Where
are you going?

To Palmer Tech
to pull up the schematics

for Ray's device.

I'll come with you.

Why? Are you going
to build the thing?

No.

There must be
some other way I can help.

There isn't.

This isn't over,
you know.

You and me.

I'm so glad.

We need to get
a couple people in the water.

Dive down,
see what you can find.

Everyone is tired.
We've been here for hours.

If you want them to work,
they have to be able to.

Are you their leader?

I'm the guy telling you
to let them rest.

Ok.

You brought food.

Take 15 minutes and eat.

Well, ain't you
employer of the month.

I'm going to need
you to keep an eye on them,

and I'm going to go enjoy
my lunch in peace.

Hey, Ukraine.

My name is Vlad.

Well, Vlad,

how'd you like
your life to get a little better?

Doctor Palmer got
miniaturization to work.

He made the space
between atoms shrink.

I mean, this is like solving cold fusion
and ultimate theory.

Do you have any idea
how amazing this is?

Yes. But the fact
that Ray is being held hostage

and could be killed
at any moment

because he is the size of a Cheeto
has dampened my enthusiasm

somewhat.
Can you build this?

Yes. Um, all the materials
are here at Palmer Tech,

um, except for that.

That is a quantum manifold.

Never heard of it.
Where do we get one?

Only one place--
the manufacturer.

They hold the patent on it--
well, actually, 16 patents.

Where?!

Kord industries. I'd ask them to do us
a solid and loan it to us, but...

They're our
biggest competitor.

The good news is,
things can't get any worse.

You just had to go
and say that.

There you are!

Mom. Oh.

Ha ha ha!

Whee!

Oh, what are you
doing here?

Well, I went to your office,
Miss CEO,

and your assistant
told me you'd be here.

So...here I am.

Not here-here,
Star City here.

Well, Oliver told me
that you've been working nonstop

this past month,
so I suggested

a visit from your mom--

Uh-huh.

Is exactly what you needed,
and guess what?

What?

He agreed.

Oh.

Oh, hi.

And who are you?

Oh.

Hi.

I'm Curtis Holt.

It is an absolute
pleasure to meet you.

Oh!

I can see where Felicity
got her, uh...

Blonde hair.

Well, she dyes it,
actually.

So, what do you want
to do first?

A trip to the mall,
mani-pedi.

You know what, you must be exhausted
from your flight.

Why don't I get a car to take you
back to my place?

A car? No, baby, I--
I came here to see you.

I know! And you will.
It's just that, right now,

Curtis and I are trying to figure out
how to build a very important

piece of equipment,
or someone could die.

Die?
Metaphorically speaking!

You start constructing the machine,
and I will get you the manifold.

But it's proprietary!
How are you going to do that?

I'm not!

Awesome.

The Green Arrow's going
to be kicking some ass tonight.

If I don't
kick his first.

I thought it would be
a good thing.

A good thing?

What on earth made
you agree to this?

Well, you know,
your mom doesn't really

take no for an answer.

You've faced down

Mirakuru soldiers
and the League of Assassins.

Are you honestly telling me that
you couldn't say no to my mom?

She said she missed you
and then she texted me

one of those emojis
with the single tear.

You have been texting
with my mother?!

How long has that
been going on?

You guys think we can
find a better time to fight about this?

John? I thought only
Oliver's line was open.

Nope. Mine is open.

And mine.

I don't remember
there being

so much chatter
on these missions.

Are you ok?

Yeah.

I need a little normal.

And for me, this is the kind of
thing that passes.

I hacked
the security panel,

but it needs to be accessed
from the inside.

Only problem is that
the building's interior

is protected by pressure
sensitive flooring,

which means Chatty
Kathy, you're up.

Chatty Kathy?
Your new code name,

the only one appropriate
enough I could think of

to use
in polite company.

Once the loading dock's
doors are open,

you'll have 90 seconds
to find the manifold

and amscray before
men with guns show up.

Chatty Kathy?

You know, when I get back,

you and I are
going to have a talk.

I'm at the panel.

Stand by.

Punch in 4, 5, 8, 7.

90 seconds, clock's running.

Are you sure it was a good idea
to bring Sara along?

She'll be fine.

Something's wrong.

The security cameras
are coming back online.

I've got it.

No, don't you understand?!

If Kord upgraded
their security,

they probably improved
their response time.

Wait, I think this is it.

Sara, stop!

Sara!

Sara!

We have to go.

We're clear.

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Ray...

Any luck with
the schematics?

I realize the quantum manifold
could present a challenge.

Nothing a little
late night shopping

at Kord industries
couldn't solve.

Oh, that's great.
Thank you, Felicity.

Now we just have
to figure out how to--

Ray,
you still there?

Oh, no.

What happened out there?

Sara, she, um...

Had a moment
with the security guard.

Laurel and Thea
took her home.

Are you sure it was Darhk that
you saw in Ray's camera?

Just as sure as I am
that Ray is not getting out of this!

It's actually good
that Darhk has Ray.

This would be the same
level of delusion

that made you think my mother coming
to town would make me feel better?

Because it's Darhk,
that means that

we have an asset.

Lance.

I'll ask him to get
us a location.

And what if between
then and now,

Darhk decides to squish Ray
underneath his shoe?

If Darhk wanted to hurt Ray,
he would have done it by now.

Dig's right.
We stay focused.

We get Curtis the manifold,
keep him working,

and we unfortunately
just have to wait

and see what
Lance finds out.

I hate waiting and seeing.

I have to do something.

Your mother's in town, spend
some time with her.

We could do dinner.
I'll cook.

You already made
dinner plans with my mother,

didn't you?

What? No.

Yes.

Oh! Oh, my God!

It is like a sickness with you!

It wasn't intentional.
We were having a nice conversation;

the subject
turned to cooking,

I mentioned that I make a spectacular
chicken cordon bleu.

She said she'd never had
one. It's just dinner.

He's right,
Felicity.

Besides, you look
like you haven't...

eaten or slept.

A man's life,
a friend's life

is in danger.

Doesn't seem like
the right time for cordon bleu.

I promise you that
there is nothing that we can do

until we get what we need
from Lance and Curtis.

So, dinner.

7:00 pm.
I'll be there

as soon as I'm done
with Lance.

Nice instincts.

I wasn't sure
you were coming back.

Well...I said
that I would.

I guess it's
no surprise to you,

but I have lost faith
in people doing what

they said they're going to do.

Do you notice
Reiter interested

in anything other than
the camp or drugs?

Yeah. He also enjoys

stealing people
away from their families.

Well, have you seen
him do anything, uh, mystical,

or even...
magical?

He always has been
a little odd.

And very religious.

He's even blessed
some of the prisoners.

Claims he's healed
their souls or some craziness.

I'm
beginning to think

that drugs
are just a front

for what he's
really doing here.

What could be more tempting

to a man like him than money?

Power.

I can't stay long.

I can't have Conklin
being any more suspicious of me

than he already is,
but you still need to stay here.

I'll come back
as much as I can.

This time, I believe you.

Heh, I thought it was
past time that we met.

My engineers have had no success
in restoring you to your proper size,

so I thought I'd appeal
to your cooperation.

And what do I get
if I help you out?

Apart from
probably death.

No.

I don't think it's your life
you should be worried about.

I'm sorry, Felicity,
this is my fault.

And who is this
"Felicity," I wonder?

Certainly not your
former vice-president,

current CEO, girlfriend.

Don't you touch her.

Don't make empty threats.

It's...

small.

Oh, and by the way,

we weren't listening
for a distress call

from a dead man. It was pure luck,
really, that we intercepted

your message.
But isn't luck

just another word
for destiny?

Sorry I'm late.

I, um, I tried
following the recipe,

but, you know, I think your oven
might be broken,

because I was supposed
to put in for like 20 minutes,

and, I don't know,

smoke just started
billowing out,

and I think the chicken's
just a little,

slightly undercooked.

I think the technical
term is raw.

It's--it's fine,
it's fine.

I'm home now.
I'll whip something up.

'Cause you just always
fix everything.

A man who cooks.

You put a ring
on that.

How'd that very important
doctor's appointment go, hon?

Uh, good, yes.

Dr. Lance is just
going to find out where the pain

is coming from.

Pain? You ok, hon?

Fine. I'm just
trying to figure out

what I've done wrong.

I...

I'm going to go
get some take-out.

The best part about arguing
is the make-up sex.

Ok.

Inviting your mother
for a surprise visit

wasn't the best idea.

I totally accept that.

What I'm not accepting,
or understanding,

is just you
shutting me out.

I am not shutting you out.

I'm trying to focus
on finding Ray,

but I can't do that
with all of these distractions.

Distractions? What is
going on with you?

You're acting like it's
my fault that Ray--

It's my fault.

What's happening with Ray--

to Ray--is my fault.

Felicity,
it really isn't.

Ray was sending
distress calls

for weeks after the accident.

I wasn't here to receive them

because I was too busy
traveling the world with you.

I took the voice's word for it
that no body could be recovered

because I was so swept up
in being with you.

I'm sorry.

It was my choice
to uproot my entire life,

leave my home and my job,
which turns out, I am very good at.

I lost myself in you,

and I was never that girl.

That girl who just
loses herself in a guy.

That is not who I am.

This isn't about Ray.

It's about us.

No.

Yes.

I don't know.

Ok.

I'm going to give you some space
until you figure it out.

It says the traffic
cameras are online.

Yeah, you got to give it
a minute to upload.

What are you
doing here, anyway?

I thought I was waiting
for Lance and you were

having dinner
with the Smoak ladies.

Went that well, did it?

Do you know what I miss
about our old space?

That trunk, with the bottle
of Russian vodka in it.

Vodka...

is for wimps, anyway.

Vodka
is for wimps?

Tennessee whiskey.

Put some hair on your chest.

It's hard to imagine dinner
with Felicity and her mother

not going well.

Donna's not the problem.

I am. Felicity says that she's
lost herself

in our relationship, which means
that she doesn't know who she is,

and that if we hadn't have left
Star City when we did,

she would have been
around to help Ray.

Metahumans, magic,
resurrections--

I thought I'd seen it all,
but Oliver Queen jealous?

I'm not jealous.
I just got to know

if Ivy town was as good
as it gets for us,

because we've
come back here.

Everything has
just gotten super complicated,

and it just
makes me wonder,

why did she choose me?

Oliver, I've heard you say
a lot of crazy things over the years,

but that has to be the prize.

You know what I mean.

It takes me ten minutes
to log into this thing;

Felicity does it
in two seconds,

and Ray probably
invented it.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Except, Felicity
didn't choose Ray.

She chose you.

Sure, she has
a lot in common with Ray,

but sometimes what looks good
on paper isn't what works in real life.

What if something
happens to him?

We don't get him back?

Felicity Smoak
is one of the smartest,

most bad ass women
on the planet.

She comes through this,
she'll get Ray back.

You seem
pretty sure.

I married a woman
just like that.

Twice, Oliver, twice.

Yes, you did.

Look, man, relationships
have their ups and downs.

Sometimes you just have
to give it some time,

a little bit of space.

It's Lance.

Meeting with Darhk in 20.

You good?

Better.

Thank you.

What the hell?!

Appreciate you meeting me.

I know you're a busy man.

I am.

But I may have found a way
to make this city

useful for once.

I don't understand.

Oh, you will.

Everyone in this
city will.

Well, maybe I could
find out sooner than others.

My daughter, Sara,
she's, uh, she's back,

but, you know,
not all the way.

Something about her
is still a little off.

I assure you,
the relevance escapes me.

Well, I was thinking,
maybe if I could help you

a little more, than maybe
you could help me.

You know your way around
this magic mumbo jumbo.

Mumbo jumbo?

I'll consider it,
Captain,

but this will be the last time
you summon me.

John, he just left. He's heading
south down Victoria Street.

Yeah?

I brought you some hot milk.

I'm not ten, Mom.

I'll bring it back
downstairs.

No, wait,
wait, wait.

Since you went
to all the trouble.

Do you remember
when you were a little girl

and I told you you couldn't
go to Space Camp?

You locked yourself
in your room for two days.

Well, to be fair,
it was Space Camp.

But I told you,
I couldn't bear the thought

of sending you away
for eight weeks.

The truth was, hon, I...

I couldn't afford it.

Then why didn't you
just tell me that?

Because, I was embarrassed,
you know, that I had no money;

that I had no idea
where your father was,

and even if I did, he never paid a dime
in child support, anyway.

I'm sorry.
I had no idea.

I put everything
into your father.

My love, my trust,
my twenties.

My point is, you...

are not me.

You are the CEO

of a bajillion dollar company.

And Oliver, he's not
like your father, hon.

He loves you.

No one has ever looked at me
the way he looks at you.

He's wonderful.

In a million
different ways.

But that's the problem.

It's too easy

to lose myself in him.

Baby.

That's how
it's supposed to feel

when you love someone.

Believe it or not,

he's lost himself in you.

And you'll find yourself

in each other.

Just don't get
in your own way.

And don't ruin something

that most people never get.

'Cause if you do, trust me,

you'll never find another
guy that hot again, who cooks.

Thanks.

He is definitely hiding
something in there.

Latin building.
Before the city went to crap,

it was touted as the most secure building
on the west coast.

Every access point is protected
by a retinal scanner,

and a voice print.

There is no way
we're getting in there.

Well, not from
the outside, at least.

How's Curtis doing
on the resizing device?

He said he could have
something functional in an hour.

I don't think we have
that kind of time.

He's going to have
to assemble it in the field.

Wait, with us?

Are we sure we want
to have your assistant in on this?

It's my employee, actually.
And I'm not sure our company

health plan covers
supernatural dismemberment.

We need him. And if
Curtis can re-size Ray on the inside,

then we have another hand
getting us all outside.

Then how about one more?

I don't think
that's a good idea.

Laurel, I don't know what's
going on with me,

but I need to know that
I can control this.

Suit up.

Hmm.

These are very nice.

Oops.

Leave us.

Package is delivered.

Ladies?

Ready.

Felicity?

Ready.

Or as ready
as I'll ever be.

When I told HR I wanted
a little bit more excitement from my job,

this really isn't
what I had in mind.

You were the one who said
you wanted to help Ray

and that you were
an accomplished base jumper.

Oh, God, I really do
have too many hobbies.

We're all right,
Spartan, let's do this.

Spartan?

We have a guest tonight.

All right,
disengaging security systems...

Now.

Oh!

You two ok?

Uh-huh.

We're not dead.

Good.

Let's go.

You mind
if I take a little

peeksie? I mean,
I have my suspicions, of course.

But I just want to see
if I'm right, as usual.

Didn't you learn anything from
our last go-round?

I guess not.

Ray!

Hey.

How do you open this?

My best guess is it needs
an asymmetric cipher.

You can open it with five years
and an NSA-grade computer.

What if we enlarged him now,
and then use his size to break the cube?

The quantum field won't be able to
penetrate this polymer.

You know, it is a shame
that you won't live

to see the new life
that I breathe into the city.

The new life that I breathe
into this world.

You won't get
the chance.

They put mini-cams
in here with me,

and those cameras...

Need to draw power
from somewhere.

Ray, you are a genius.

Well, I don't
know about that, but I have

siphoned off enough
juice to power up my exo-suit.

Dr. Palmer's
doo-hickey's ready.

If you don't mind
my use of a technical term.

Do it!

I'm not dead.

We got Ray, let's go.

Copy that.

Don't move!

Sara!

No!

Come on.
We have to go!

Come on!

We have to move.

Good to see you, Ray.

Nice suit.

The worst part
wasn't being small--

it was that everything
else was so big.

The explosion
at Palmer Tech

tossed me into an abandoned
construction site.

The cockroaches were the size
of golden retrievers.

I'm not exaggerating.

Uh, I think we don't
need to know that, really.

Ah, the entomologist in me
was actually really fascinated.

I mean, you can't appreciate the size
of the mandibles until the--

Mmm, mmm, no,
I've heard enough.

I got a thing against cockroaches,
and snakes and spiders,

but especially
cockroaches.

Sorry, Ray, not
everyone shares

your enthusiasm
for bugs.

But it is good to see
the experience didn't change you.

Indeed. I got
your medical tests back,

and aside from a very
noticeable iron deficiency,

all your results are positive.
There don't seem to be

any side effects
from the, um, micro sizing.

Relieved to hear it.

So are we.

So, this guy who wanted
to make me his lab rat?

Damian Darhk.
He's the leader of an organization

we believe to be
known as HIVE.

Oh, like "Spectre?"

That's so cool!

And terrible.

Be assured, Palmer,

that if they wanted your tech,
it wasn't for any good reason.

One other thing--

they overheard
my message to you.

I'm a possible target.
I figured.

I wouldn't be doing this
if I couldn't handle

being threatened
by a super villain

every now and then.

Come on. I'll take you home.

I can catch you up
on all the latest

at your company.

Uh, actually,

until I decide to come
back from the dead,

it's your company.

Great.

What in the hell?!

You better have a story
to go along with that body.

Look, Thea told me

that this was a side
effect of the Pit.

And I thought that
I could fight it.

I just...

I couldn't
stop myself.

And the worst
part of it was,

I felt better.

Look, Sara,
controlling this,

it's not going
to come easy, ok?

It's going
to take you some time.

And how many bodies?

Look, I respect
the way that

you could deal
with this, Thea,

but I need to handle this
in a different way.

Different how?

Laurel, I owe you
everything.

You gave me the greatest gift
that anyone ever could.

You gave me
a second chance,

and the ability
to start over.

I think it's time
that I really do that.

But Sara--

we just got you back.

Sara, you don't
have to leave.

I know it doesn't
seem possible right now,

but you can have
a normal life.

It's been
a long time since

my normal has
ever been normal.

Look, I'll go visit
mom in Central City,

and then, somewhere...

Maybe a few
somewheres,

just until
I figure things out.

If you're sure that
that's what you want to do.

It's your life.

And you have to do
what makes you happy.

I'm just really
going to miss you.

I love you, sis.

Always and forever.

I love you, too.

Hey.

Hi.

How'd it go
with Ray?

Fine. Until I told him
I sold his condo.

I wanted--
before we--

Oh. Hmm.

You go first.

No.

You.

I think we should...

Clear the air.

Um...

I wanted
to thank you.

For helping save Ray, and for being
so understanding

in the midst
of my mini--

gargantuan
freak out.

Well, I'm sorry
that I'm not the best listener.

But all of this is just, it--

it's kind of new to me.

And to me.

I didn't
exactly grow up

with the best
example of a normal,

healthy
relationship.

Line forms behind me.

It's kind of amazing
that we've made it this far.

We're going
to be fine.

How can you be so sure?

'Cause we found ourselves
in each other.

Feeling lonely?

You don't even know
the half of it.

I might.

I, um,

I came to town
to visit my daughter,

but she kicked me out
of her apartment

to finish a fight
with the man I hope

will become my future
son in law.

Ok, it's your turn.

Well, one of my daughters
is leaving town

after being back a whole
five minutes.

Sounds like a reason to drink.

Oh, I always
got a reason.

But this is
club soda.

Quentin.

Donna.

Hey, Thea. When
your brother comes in,

could you have him sign
these for me, please?

Yeah.

You ok?

Just a little
stressed out.

Maybe, um...

Maybe I need
to get a drink.

It's a little early
for a cocktail, but...

Not now. Later?

With you,
at Gerard's?

But I thought you--

I just want to have
a normal life.

Meet me there at 8:00?

Yeah, absolutely.

I'll leave these here.

Dr. Palmer's
molecular's realignment

was premised on a power draw
from our system,

which resulted--

Just because
I understand science

doesn't mean
I'm not bored by it.

Bottom line it for me.

We were able to recover
some residue

from Dr. Palmer's
Dwarf Star alloy,

and use it to fashion into
a power source.

Good.

Test it out.

On this.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Greg!
Move your head.

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