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Previously on Gotham...
-It's a miracle.

How do you feel?
Different.

His name is Will Thomas.
Detective Gordon?

My friends-- you'll save them.

Say hello to Butch.

No.

Gordon comes with me.

I'll take his head, and you
can have the rest of him.

This what got you
all hot and bothered?

Crazy bi...

Not all square yet, though.

You're gonna help me do
what we all know needs doing.

What's that?
Kill Penguin.

You made it.
Show me what you got.

250 apartments.

Once the kids we've liberated
moved in, word got out

pretty fast that there was a
safe place to live in the city.

You wanted to know
where the Street Demonz

base was.

Where is everybody?

Holy crap.

What about that?

Penguin did this.

Production is steady,
Mr. Cobblepot.

Our stores
contain 512

loaves of bread,
2,001 liters

of filtered water,

400,232 bullets,

and...

Penn, why is my countertenor
out cold?

I-I'm sorry, Mr. Cobblepot.

Everyone
was working through the night

in the bullet factory.

We've been,
shorthanded,

since people started defecting.

Defecting?

You've been holding
out on me, Penn.

A thousand apologies.
I-I simply couldn't stand

seeing you upset
while you were recovering.

Just tell me everything.

Rumor is they've fled
to a place

called Haven,

in Jim Gordon's sector.

My subjects are fleeing
to Jim Gordon?

After he shot me?.

What about the bounty
on Gordon's head?

We've had trouble
finding takers.

The gangs
are too disorganized,

and-and ordinary people,
well...

they love him, sir.

They should love me.

Without me,

this entire island
would sink into chaos.

It's not just us.

People from every territory
are fleeing to Haven.

Finally. Breakfast.

Ha.

The Street Demonz.

To what do I owe
this honor?

You hit our stronghold
and killed our men.

Not just us. You hit the Lo Boyz
and the Undead, too.

Did I, now?

You tagged the scenes
with graffiti

that said "Penguin was here."

You dolt.

If I wanted to
start a gang war,

you'd all be dead.

I wouldn't leave a few
and sign my name.

Someone wanted you to attack me.

That's a good point.

We didn't really
think this through.

No. Well, there will be plenty
of time for thinking

when my men are ripping
out your fingernails.

Chain him up.

Wait. No.

Tighten our borders.

No one in or out,
or it's your head.

That's right, Edward.

It's Mr. Penn's head.

It's his head. You're
a good dog, aren't you?

Word of this place is spreading

like a bad case of the clap.
We got refugees

coming in from every
territory in Gotham.

Can you blame 'em? You saw
what it was like out there.

People being starved
and terrorized,

used by the gangs
as slave labor.

You think those same gangs
aren't gonna want 'em back?

Sooner or later, they're
gonna come looking for us.

Let 'em.

I get it,

but after our excursion through
nightmareville last week,

we hardly have any
ammo left-- sorry--

and we barely have any food.

Okay, all right.

This is the only safe place
left in Gotham.

I'm not turning people away.

I was afraid
you were gonna say that.

How you feeling?
How, is...
I'm fine.

You getting any sleep?

You've been going full tilt
for months.

carrying the weight of everyone.

Share the load.
We can't have you fall apart.

Thanks. I'm okay.

Please tell me some good news.

Water purification system
repurposed

from Wayne Enterprises tech.

I know it's a drop in the
bucket, but every bit helps.

That's the last can of beans.
I ain't had my rations yet.
Think I have?

Break it up. Break it up.
Break it up.

For all the new people here...

everyone is welcome in Haven,
but there are rules.

And one of them is we leave
the fighting outside.

Government already thinks
we don't deserve help.

We have to show otherwise.

Gangs want to tear themselves
apart outside,

that's their business.

In here, in Haven...

...we help each other survive.

Your speech worked.

For now.

What happens when they find out
the government abandoned them?

Sorry.

For what?

Jim, you're holding
this place together.

You're giving these people hope.

Hope can only go so far.

Not to put more on your plate,

but the kid whose friends
you saved from the slavers--

his bunkmates say
he's been having nightmares.

Last night he fell off his bed
half-asleep, broke his arm.

Maybe you could
talk to him.

You don't feel like
joining the other kids?

We can't even begin to imagine
what you've been through.

But it's over.
You're safe now.

I promise I will never
let anyone hurt you ever again.

Okay?

I got something for you.

From my rations.

Little pineapple.

Hang in there.

I'll come check on you
later, okay?

Selina?

One second.

What are you doing
out of bed?

The doctor said
you need rest.

Does it look like
I need rest?

No, but...

Look, whatever
Ivy's root did to me...

I've never felt better.

So now I have to find
the freak who shot me.

I've been looking for Jeremiah
since the bridges blew.

I haven't found a thing.

Right, but there have
never been refugees

in the Green Zone before.

These people come
from all over Gotham, Bruce.

Someone has to know something.

I want to find Jeremiah
just as much as you do.

But even if we find him, he's
had months to fortify himself.

We can't go after him alone.

You scared, Bruce?

Of course I'm scared.

Jeremiah shot you to get to me.

He almost killed you.

I won't lose you.

I'm not yours to lose.

You can't stop me
from going after Jeremiah.

But I am asking
you for help.

We take him down,
we do it right.

We bring him back here,

and he stands trial for turning
Gotham into a madhouse.

What?

I was hoping
I could count on you.

I heard rumors about Jeremiah
in the Dark Zone,

but who knows if they're true.

The Dark Zone?

On the other end of the island.

It's chaos,

ruled by those who've
lost their minds

since the bridges
went down.

They said Jeremiah is there,
gathering followers.

Sounds like a lead.

No. You can't go there.

You'll die.

We fought Jeremiah before.

You don't understand.

If you go to the Dark Zone,

Jeremiah is the least
of your worries.

Everyone there
is insane.

Look at what they did
to my friend.

Stop.

Where is my staff?

Where is Mr. Penn?

Um, they're having to, um...

defected to Haven.

And my guards didn't stop them?

My guards, too?

Edward?

Edward. Edward.

They took my dog?

Rumors say pup went willingly.

Lies.

You're in luck,
my friend.

Jim Gordon is luring people
from every territory in Gotham

including yours.

As our interests
are now aligned,

I have decided
that you may live.

He's been dead since yesterday.

Contact the Lo Boyz
and the Undead.

You have men,
vehicles and gas.

I have the bullets.

It's time we paid a visit
to this Haven...

right after I put on
some clothes.

Jim. Border guards
just radioed.

Penguin broke through
the barricades.

Street Demonz, other
gangs rolling with him.

They're heading for Haven.

We can beat them there.
Load up.
What the hell are we gonna do?

We don't have more than a
dozen bullets between us.
You're right.

We get in a firefight
and we're dead.

Okay, I'm gonna need you
to go get some help.

I'm not sure we got
any friends left.

I'm hoping we still have one.

So, this is the Dark Zone.

They should call it
the Dull Zone.

Place is dead.

What?

You seem yourself again.

I'm glad.

Wait, I know this block.

Used to be
the posh part of town.

Everyone with
money got out.

You didn't.

I had a reason to stay.

God.

Help me, please.

Wait. Wait, wait.
Come on.

God.

Get down.

Now we know who carved "kill"
into that guy's chest.

Do you think they know
anything about Jeremiah?

Let's find someone
else to ask.

Let's go before
they see us.

Kill.

We're not here for you.

We're looking
for Jeremiah Valeska.

Kill you. Kill Jeremiah.

I don't think this guy is
much of a talker, Bruce.

What do you want to do?

Easy.

Find the schoolyard's
biggest bully...

...and kick his teeth in.

The chicky-chick is mine.

Selina.

Everyone inside.
Inside.

Let's go. Get inside.

What's going on, Captain Gordon?

Inside, go.

Hold your fire.

Hold your fire.

Well, if it isn't
my old friend Mr. Penn

and the Gertrud Kapelput
Memorial Choir.

It is so nice to see
some familiar faces.

You shouldn't have
come here, Oswald.

Well, perhaps you shouldn't
have stolen my people or my dog.

Every refugee is here
of their own free will

and under the protection
of the GCPD.

Edward.

Edward.

Come here.

Right now.

I will make this
very simple, Jim.

You return our people
and Edward and an apology

or we will destroy
this little commune of yours

and salt the earth
on which it stands.

The answer is no.

Now turn around
unless you want a bloodbath.

Let me explain something, Jim.

I heard about your
little excursion

through the territories.

So, whatever ammo
you stole from me,

I'm betting you
used it up,

which means you're bluffing.

You want to test us, Oswald?

I'm sure my men could use
the target practice.

Slice and dice,
little chicky.

You look soft.

You look like
300 pounds of ugly.

Kill and kill.

Where's Jeremiah?

Where is Jeremiah?

Jeremiah?

Tell me where Jeremiah is
or my face

is going to be the last thing
you ever see.

Old Town North, okay?

We don't mess with him.

Old Town North?

You wouldn't lie to me,
would you?

It's the truth.

Selina, he's had enough.

He's had enough

when I say he's had enough.

What the hell?

You won.

It's over.

Old Town North. See?

That was easy.

What are we waiting for?

You said they'll be
out of bullets.

He's bluffing,
you idiot.

How do you know?

I know Jim Gordon.

But if you require
a demonstration,

three of you, march.

But, they have guns.

So do I

and mine is most
certainly loaded.

On my mark.

Make them count.

Well, Jim,

it seems you are
out of ammo, after all.

Now, if you don't
want your men

to die in a hail of bullets,
you know what to do.

Fine. On the count of three.

One, two...
All right.

All right. Put them down.

Put them down.

Selina, what was that
back there?

They had to know I was serious.

You didn't have to
hurt him like that.

He was trying to kill me, Bruce,

just like Jeremiah
tried to kill me.

So as far as I'm concerned...

he got off easy.

Whose side are
you on, Bruce?

Yours. Always.

Then let's do
what we came here to do.

Looks like we're close.

When I see him,

I'm gonna tear
his throat out.

Selina.

Welcome, pilgrims,

to The Church of
Jeremiah Valeska.

The only place
where you faithful pilgrims

can become
your very best selves.

Who the hell is that?

I don't know.

I bet she knows
where Jeremiah is, though.

Stay here.
I'm gonna get a closer look.

No. We do this together, Selina.

That was the deal.

Funny, I don't remember
saying that.

Now, I know you've come
from far and wide

to meet the man himself.

But first,
he requires a show of faith.

Don't be shy.

Jeremiah awaits.

Who is ready?

Lovely.

Jeremiah will be so happy.

But remember:
he wants only

the most faithful
followers.

And you all have a chance
to prove yourself,

right up those stairs.

And the rest of you, get out.

Selina.

Wait.

I want to meet Jeremiah.

You don't look like one
of Jeremiah's worshipers.

I have witnessed
his work firsthand.

I will never forget it.

Then right this way.

You're gonna regret this.

Strong words,

for someone who is
out of options.

First, I'm gonna make you watch
while I destroy Haven.

Then, I'm gonna shoot you
and leave you for dead,

just like you did to me.
Sound fair?

If the government liberates the
city and finds out about this,

you'll be at the top
of their list.

Wake up, Jim.

The government has abandoned us.

The only law in Gotham is power,
and that power belongs to me.

We have children here. Families.

What happens when
the gangs take them?

They probably go back
to being slaves, I guess.

My people, on the other hand,

will go back
to their regular lives,

with their bellies full of gruel
and their heads full

of wonderful thoughts
about their grand protector, me.

If this is about revenge
against me, do your worst.

But leave the refugees
out of it.

So heroic.

Almost tempting.

But I think I'm gonna stick
to my original plan.

Jim's gonna die,
isn't he, boy?

You're a good dog,
yes, you are.

Mr. Cobblepot.

Stop. That one belongs to me.

No can do. You sacrificed one of
my guys calling the cop's bluff.

So what?

I said he's mine.

Thank you,
Mr. Cobblepot.

Then how about we
take your territory?

And your bullet factory.

Penn. Penn.

I'm sorry, Mr. Cobblepot.

You fool.

This never would have happened
if you stayed with me.

Why did you leave?

Everyone hated you.

You will pay for this.

Penguin,
you got something on your face.

Let me go. We had a deal.

Shut your mouth...

...or the next thing that comes
out your mouth is a bullet.

Man, you are on fire.

I take it that didn't work out
the way you'd hoped.

Barbara?

Barbara?

You in here?

You've gotten good at that.

Haven't you heard, Harvey?

No men in the Sirens
past midnight.

Sorry to bust up ladies' night,
but Jim Gordon needs your help.

Perhaps it's time Golden Boy
learned to save himself.

And aren't you tired
of playing sidekick?

See, I don't see it that way.

Me and Jim are friends.

We're fighting
for the same thing.

It seemed like you got that.

You know, I remember
when you first partnered up.

He, the idealistic rookie.

You, the cynical veteran.

You were sane.

Now you
carry his laundry.

Do you ever wonder
what your life

might've been like
if you'd never met Jim Gordon?

I'd be dead, or wishing I was.

You're delusional, Harvey.

Just like all the sad saps
who think the government

is just gonna sail in
and save them.

Maybe. And look, I know you've
had your differences with Jim,

but if you don't
help him now,

Penguin
and the other gangs...
Penguin?

You should've opened with that.

Let's move.

It's not working.

We need to find a way
to cut these bindings.

Well, I'm not
helping you, Jim.

You are the reason
I'm in this predicament.

You have taken
everything from me.

Keep your voice down.

I kept people safe.
I protected them from chaos.

They should have lovedme.

Instead, they came here,
to this pigsty,

to be covered
in fleas and filth.

Why? What makes this place
so special?

Well, for one thing,
it's far away from you.

That's rich, Jim.

You should be proud of yourself
for that one.

Quiet.

I think I saw someone
place a stash...

there.

Who is that?
A friend.

Just act normal.

I know it's a stretch.

Bingo.

I'm gonna get
out of here, Jim.

And I'm gonna
watch these animals

tear this place to the ground.

So you make your way back
to your territory. Then what?

You don't think
that eventually,

these gangs are gonna
come after you?

We need to take them out.

Right here, right now.

Now, how do we pick it up?

I'll have to have a word
with the cleaning lady.

Mind your step, pilgrims.

But first,

the main attraction.

Six-shooters.

Bang, bang.

Each of you get one gun.

And one bullet.

What is this?

Like I said, a show of faith.

But if you're
ch-ch-ch-chicken...

Try me.

My little pilgrims.

This will make
Jeremiah so happy.

Now,

on the count
of three.

One...

Two...

Chicken poo.

Just seeing if y'all
were listening.

Three.

Well, well, well.

You disappoint
me, curls.

I had such high
hopes for you.

What, with that

cocky little swagger and all.

I'm just not
a mindless idiot

who's willing to get shot
in the head for nothing.

Hear that?

Curls is here to judge
all of us,

to judge Jeremiah
and his methods.

What a fitting reminder.

To outsiders,

Jeremiah's methods
may look like madness,

but we believers know:

his methods will be
our salvation.

Now,

I need to have a word
with our friend.

The rest of you

get straight A's.

Please proceed

and be reborn.

What's the matter?

Don't you want to meet Jeremiah?

I do.

I'm just not willing to play
your little psychotic game.

But, baby, it's so fun.

If it's so fun,

why don'tyou play?

Don't you get it?

I have.

The bullet's
still inside.

Rattling around
this old noggin of mine.

Ping. Ping.

Ping.

Boy, do I feel it
when the nights get cold.

You're insane.

No.

I was willing to look
death in the face,

to allow the old me to die.

It's the gift Jeremiah's brother
Jerome gave him.

And the gift he wants
for all his followers.

Don't you want to experience
this gift for yourself?

I know
I want you to.

Selina.

You know me.

There isn't a single part
of Bruce Wayne's life

that we don't know about.

His joys,
his disappointments,

his desires.

But just like Bruce wasn't ready
to embrace his true self,

looks like you
aren't either.

Maybe.

But one thing

Jeremiah did teach me is I...

hate

having a gun pointed at my face.

Puddin',
aren't you delicious.

Don't call me puddin'.

There you go, Selina.

I knew you had
it in you.

All it took
was a little

kick in the pants.

Where's Jeremiah?

Selina, drop the gun.

Your boyfriend's worried.

But I still don't think
you have what it takes.

Yeah? Well, let's see what
happens when someone deserves

to get shot in the head.

Selina, stop.

Wait.

You're bleeding.

If you know what's good for you,
you will let me go.

We need to get
you patched up.

What are you doing?

I have been doing it your way.

I'm gonna do it my way.

Selina.

Selina.

Look at those biceps. Whoa.

I need him to
build barricades.

Nah, homie.

This guy's got cage match
written all over him.

I'll give you two of mine
in exchange.

How about this.

Drop your guns,
and I won't shoot you.

How the hell did he get free?

Don't matter.
He's bluffing again.

I'm afraid he's not.

Neither am I.

Come on out, boys.

Yes, Edward,
I killed the bad men.

Penguin shot
the gang leader.

Penguin. Penguin. Penguin.

Penguin. Penguin. Penguin.

Penguin. Penguin.

You'd said we'd be safe here.

We were better off
where we came from.

Give it a rest, he saved us.

All right, listen up.

Listen to me.
For what?

Listen to me.

I know today was a hard day.

And I can't say
there won't be others.

But we won.

We got Penguin's guns,
his ammunition.

We survived.

And as long as we survive,

hope survives in Gotham.

I think that's
worth fighting for.

So do I.

There's work to be done,

wounded to be cared for,

food, water to be doled out.

Tomorrow's another day.

Go to.

Captain, we've got
Penguin outside.

All right, give me a minute.

That was a brave
thing you did there.

We wouldn't have escaped
without you.

You saved me and my friends.

I wanted to help.

I can't be everywhere at once.

I'm gonna need people I can
trust watching over this place.

Maybe...

you could be my deputy
here in Haven.

Thanks.

Because, honestly,
I'm allergic to pineapple.

Go get 'em, Deputy.

Jim, is this really necessary?

I did just save, I don't know,
hundreds of people.

After endangering
them to begin with.

Forgive me if I wanted
to play it safe.

Still, I do hope that there
are no hard feelings.

You did the right
thing today, Oswald.

You're free to go,
just don't make me regret it.

Jim.

Harvey.

Hi, Pengy.
Jim.

Hold your fire.
Bye, Pengy.

Barbara, no. No.
Get out of the way. Now.

Outside of the Green Zone,
he's fair game, but not here.

Last chance.

Move now or you get
my first bullet.

I'm not moving.