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Hey, man.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER BUS INTERCOM)

RICK: What?

This is some Edward
Scissorhands shit right here.

What happened, Ed?

Mommy stick your face
in a blender♪ (LAUGHS)

DUMONT: Billy...
(PANTING)

(GUARD GRUNTS)

Say something, dummy! You
got a tongue in your head?

BILLY: Why won't you help me?

- (BLOWS LANDING)
- (BILLY GRUNTING)

Jesus Christ. What, are you deaf, too?

- DUMONT: Billy!
- Man, you are one sad bastard.

(BILLY BREATHING HEAVILY)

This ain't the short bus, buddy.

(SCOFFS AND CHUCKLES)

DUMONT: Billy, you're not
ready to be on your own, okay?

You can trust me.

It's not too late to put this
right. We can do that, you and I.

What do you want, freak?

♪ They don't wanna see me ♪
♪ Get my dough right, yeah ♪

♪ They don't wanna see me ♪
♪ Get my dough right, yeah ♪

♪ I came from the bottom ♪
♪ I came from the bottom, yeah ♪

♪ Headed to the top ♪
♪ And ain't no doubt about it ♪

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

DINAH: I had to get to Castle
before they put him in the system.

He called you?

Yeah. He, uh, made it
obvious what would happen

if I didn't get him out of there,

and it's nothing we want.

The terms of the deal we made
with him were pretty clear.

Castle was on his own.

Yeah, well, I guess that's the problem

with telling lies and
covering things up.

You can't really trust
anyone afterwards.

A lie that was designed to protect you.

Oh, don't pretend you did it for me.

GUNNER: Where is he now?

DINAH: I, uh, dropped him off
outside the city. Told him to get lost.

GUNNER: Why not leave
him in the middle of Ohio?

DINAH: He wanted to come here.

Did he come here because of Russo?

No.

I didn't even tell him about Russo.

We'll talk about Russo when I get back.

You can decide on living
arrangements between yourselves.

I'll go to a hotel.

Do not leave, Frank. For anything.

Frank?

Yeah.

Okay.

Your mother tells me you
still won't talk to anyone.

(DINAH SIGHS)

How often do you talk to my mom?

How often do you?

(SCOFFS)

I think you need to talk to someone.

Look, I completed the
department's required counseling.

Yes, you did.

And then, twice a day, you went
and sat at the foot of Russo's bed.

But now you want me to believe
you have no plans to go after him?

You told me not to.

What happens when Castle
does hear about Russo?

You may have brought the war
right back to our doorstep.

AMY: Are you gonna help her?

Is she gonna help us?

Why are we here♪ In
New York♪ In her place?

- What♪ Is she, like, your ex or something?
- (SIGHS)

Because this place looks like
it belongs to a serial killer.

Which would make sense.

Who else keeps everything this
neat♪ You know what I mean?

I wouldn't be surprised, honestly,

to find a nicely-stacked
pile of arms in the freezer.

(QUIETLY) God damn it.

Why do you have a Homeland
Security chopper on call

like it's an Uber?

Who are you...

Frank?

You're gonna take the bedroom.

I'll take the couch.

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES)

(ELK SHRIEKS)

ANNOUNCER: ... do so by
contacting the Red Cross.

And now, breaking news.

NEWS ANCHOR: Police are
searching for Billy Russo,

who has escaped from a
secure hospital facility

and is suspected of several murders.

NYPD says Russo is dangerous
and should not be approached.

Russo was last seen wearing
a gray hooded sweatshirt

around 7:00 p.m. on the corner
of Northern Boulevard and 122nd...

(SNIFFS)

(SCOFFS)

(WATER RUNNING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV)

(SIGHS)

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

(CRYING)

(CRYING CONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV)

Another.

Please.

NEWS ANCHOR 1: And now,
a breaking news update.

NEWS ANCHOR 2: Police
are searching for this man,

who escaped from a secure
hospital facility late last night.

The suspect, Billy Russo,

is armed and believed to
be extremely dangerous.

If you see him, do not
attempt to apprehend him.

BILLY: Seventeen...

(GRUNTING) ... eighteen...

nineteen...

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS, PANTING)

Twenty.

Pathetic.

How many did you do before?

BILLY: I knew this...

this recruiter for the corps.

Told me that they like
to ask that same question.

This one kid, he says, "50," or "100."

I mean, whatever. Who cares, right?

What he wanted...

was the kid who said,

"I don't know," or...

or, "More than the next guy."

The kid who didn't know
what he was capable of.

DUMONT: What did you say?

They never asked me that one.

(PANTING) Shit.

Jesus. I can't even walk across
the room without breaking a sweat.

Is that ever gonna end?

You're only six months
into your recovery, Billy.

You've achieved a lot
in a very short time.

BILLY: Yeah, wiping my own ass
again, that was a real milestone.

We've talked about this.

Be kind to yourself.

Hang in there.

(LAUGHING)

Like the... Like the, um...

kitten.

The kitten. Hanging
on the branch, right?

"Hang in there," it says.

I used to love that.

"Hang in there." I used to
have the, uh... the poster.

The poster.

Back in the group home.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

As if we had a...

As if we had a choice, you know?

(ECHOING) As if we
had a choice, you know?

DUMONT: Have you seen the skull...

Have you seen the skull
in your dreams lately?

- How often?
- Look, I really just...

I hate talking about these
dreams. So can we just...

not?

DUMONT: Billy.

- Billy.
- (INHALES, EXHALES DEEPLY)

It's like a knot. We need to work at it.

And we need to break it down
so it stops getting in your way.

Okay?

There's this thing I
do with my TBI patients.

They make masks that help them represent

what they want to portray
to the outside world.

You already have the
mask. Why don't you try it?

You want me to...

decorate this thing?

That's exactly what I mean.

(SCOFFS)

Well, I'm not in kindergarten, Doc.

And I ain't gonna finger paint.

Just do me a favor and think on this.

What face do you want the world to see?

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(INHALES SHARPLY AND GRUNTS)

DINAH: Okay, so you wanna fill me in?

I don't think you wanna know.

No?

No, I've probably flushed my career

down the toilet for you already, so...

For me♪ (CHUCKLES)

You're so full of shit, Madani.

Now, see, I called
you when I needed you,

and you didn't do a
goddamn thing, right?

But now I'm here because you
need me to deal with Billy.

It must mean that, what, officially,
you're not allowed to, right?

Okay.

They thought Billy would die.

Yeah, he was in a coma for six weeks.

Major surgery where you stabbed him.

Fed through a tube. Bag on his hip.

Brain injury. Facial reconstruction.

And then he woke up.

But they never thought he would
walk, talk, take a shit or...

function again.

And he did all those things.

Okay, Frank?

Russo dragged himself back from hell.

I mean, imagine the
strength that requires.

I don't know.

DINAH: Billy's. Look at it.

You might have moved on, but he hasn't.

He pretended he didn't
remember what happened.

He acted like a basket case.

He bided his time and lulled them
into thinking he was harmless.

But, as you can see, he knows.

You are all he thinks about.

Good.

(SIGHS)

Okay, that blood, it's yours
and it's mine and it's his.

Maybe you moved on, Frank. Maybe
you got closure. Good for you.

But he hasn't.

The only closure Billy would have
understood is a bullet in the head.

For Chrissake. You had the
shot. You didn't take it.

- What do you want from me?
- You think I don't know that?

I went to see him in the hospital
every day once I was recovered.

Because I wanted to hear
him admit what he did.

I trusted him just like you.

Yeah, maybe that's why you
couldn't kill him either.

- Excuse me?
- That's why you couldn't kill him either.

- No. Killing him would have been too easy.
- Yeah, or too hard.

That why I'm here, Madani♪ To
take the shot that you couldn't?

Just give me names.

Names, places. Anything.
Anything I can use to find him.

You know, I would have thought
you knew better by now, Madani.

This shit never ends.

Trust me.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

AMY: Come on, really♪ Really?

SIMON: You got to be faster than that.

- (LAUGHING)
- Come on.

AMY: Come on. Stop.

- (LAUGHING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(PANTING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

FRANK: It's me, Curt.

(EXHALES)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You good?

So much for the peaceful life, huh?

- What the hell you been up to?
- Eh, long story.

Are you all right?

(FRANK BREATHES DEEPLY)

Shit, man, you know,

why can't we meet up

and go fishing in Florida
like normal friends, huh?

FRANK: You know I don't fish, Curt.

- Have you ever been to Florida?
- Stop.

They practically jump into the boat.

I went fishing once with
dynamite. That was pretty fun.

You see♪ There you go, Frank. That
right there, that's the problem.

- What's that?
- That... That modern disease.

(CHUCKLES)

- The need for instant gratification.
- Good to see you, buddy.

Not sure I can say the same.

What's with that?

Billy.

If he starts to remember
some shit, I'm his first stop.

What do you mean, "starts to
remember"♪ You think he lost his memory?

You cracked his head like
an egg. What do you think?

(FRANK SIGHS HEAVILY)

Yo, they still have
me down as next of kin.

Can you believe that?

Sent me all his shit.

So I went to the hospital.
I had to see for myself.

- And, dude...
- Yeah.

... he was so skinny,
he could barely move.

Slurring his words. Face behind a mask.

And he thought he was there
to see me after I lost my leg.

(SIGHS) You know that, uh, Madani?

She thinks he's just putting on an
act, you know, that it's all bullshit.

Mmm-mmm. No. Not from
where I was standing.

His wires are definitely screwed.

I mean, he thought we
were all in the service.

Jesus Christ.

Talked about you like a brother.

See, whatever it is that
you wanted him to live with,

you knocked it clean out of his head.

And that's the irony.

See, now, everybody but him
has to live with what he did.

And what you did, too, Frank.

- You should've put him down for good.
- (SOFTLY) Yeah.

(CHUCKLES) You see, I figured
it's easy not giving a shit.

Not caring about anybody, running
from all sorts of feelings,

worrying about nobody but yourself.

Sounds miserable as
hell, but easy, I guess.

But, Frank, I want a real life.

A life that doesn't include me
pulling guard duty in my own apartment.

I get it.

I'm seeing somebody.

Yeah.

I don't know what it is
yet, but she's a cool girl.

That's great.

But I don't want her
anywhere around this shit.

Hey, look, I get it, Curt.

The last thing I ever wanted
was for you to be hurt by this.

- I know. But here we are.
- Yeah.

So, Billy's running, right?

He can't go to you. He can't
go to me. So where does he go?

(SCOFFS) What did he do last time, huh?

He didn't run. He didn't hide.
He wanted to settle scores.

But if he don't remember us...

who the hell would it be?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BOY: Run!

Run, run!

BILLY: I loved baseball,
man. That's the worst part.

I used to love coming down here...

watching the other kids with
their... fancy gloves and shit.

I thought I was the next Joe DiMaggio.

I used to head back and...

and play stickball in the street.

It didn't matter that I
didn't have a uniform or...

a real diamond to play on.

I loved it.

But Arthur...

he took that away from me.

After my shoulder healed...

I hated it.

I hated playing. And, yeah...

it would hurt, but...

that wasn't it.

Tell you what, Bill.

I think about the shit you went through.

I was one of these kids.

Never stopped to think about
how lucky I was, you know.

The old man was at every
single game I played at.

Every single one.

You know, I wish you...

I wish you had that.

I'm...

I'm sorry you didn't.

- It made me who I am.
- That's right.

- I guess.
- Mmm-hmm.

Made you into the baddest son
of a bitch I ever met in my life.

That's what it made you.

Yeah. Huh?

- (LAUGHS) Right.
- Right.

BILLY: Somehow, I always end up here.

Thinking about...

(INDISTINCT SCREAMING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

Hey.

Hey. Hey! Let me out! Hey.
Let me out! Let me out!

- Hey, you all right?
- Hey, hey!

Don't lock me inside like that
ever again. Do you hear me?

Don't ever do that to me ever again!

I hate you. Don't you
ever lock me inside, ever.

All's I got's a TV. Take it and go.

I'm not going to hurt you...

Arthur.

You don't remember me?

Billy Russo.

I'm from the Ray of Hope Group Home?

It's like every time I close
my eyes, I smell hot sauce.

I'm never eating hot sauce again.

And blood.

It's got a smell to it.

I never really knew that.

Drink some of this. Calm you down.

Um, right. That's not
really how caffeine works.

FRANK: Suit yourself.

You know, you should really
get your hand looked at.

Looks pretty bad. You
should go to the hospital.

(SIGHS)

Want to try talking to me?

Huh?

Tell me what happened.

Um...

I was getting tacos for us all,

and then I was hiding under the bed,

and then he came back in, and
it was just, like, after that...

No, wait. Who... who's
"he"♪ Who came back?

No. I... Look, I really think
we should just get out of here.

That's what Fiona would do.

She'd say, "If you think your
cover is blown, just run."

- Who's Fiona?
- Um...

I worked for her. Me and the others.

She took care of us,
and we did jobs for her.

The kind of jobs that got
people trying to kill you?

Doesn't sound like she
cared about you that much.

Well, you didn't know her, did you?

And how'd you end up with
her, living a life like that?

I don't know. How does
anybody end up doing anything?

Anyways, um...

the next thing I know, I'm
under the bed in this motel,

and my friends...

My friends are all
bleeding out on the carpet.

And I want to run, but I
can't, because that guy...

the guy... the one with the vest
and the old-timey preacher shirt...

he comes back in, and I couldn't
run, I couldn't scream, I couldn't...

I couldn't do anything, because
he was literally standing,

like, right there.

Where was this?

- A job. In Chicago.
- What was the job?

Fiona snuck us onto some
catering crew for this funeral.

This fancy event thing.

We had to take pictures of these guys,

and I felt super weird about it,

because they were, like, hugging
and kissing and crying, but...

Whatever. It doesn't matter.

(SIGHS)

You don't get it. You don't...

He killed everybody that
I've ever cared about.

How do you think that feels?

So, what do you want to do about it?

Do about it♪ What can...

FRANK: What?

They're gone. Dead.

And he wants to kill me, too, now.

Us.

You know, really, what we
should do right now is split up

and get the H-E-L-L out of here.

- There's this girl I know, Shantel.
- (SCOFFS)

She's here in the city.
Used to run with us.

She's doing really well. And
she'd hook us up. I know she would.

(SOFTLY) Yeah.

See, I think you know
that we can't do that.

You've seen what this guy can do.
You know that he's not gonna stop.

You're gonna run♪ You're gonna hide?

He's gonna find you. He's connected.

If you go to your friend,
she's as good as dead.

You know it, don't you?

Then what?

Sometimes, kid, you gotta fight.

You take the fight to them.

ARTHUR: You want some coffee?

Sure.

I got it on a timer. Neat, eh?

It's been forever since I had coffee.

They won't let me.

Should we make it Irish?

Okay.

Oh, it's... (SIGHS)

It's good.

I went to the...

I went to the group home.

It's all apartments now, or something.

So?

(STAMMERS) So...

I didn't know where else to go.

So you came to see me?

You expect me to believe that?

It's too late, kid.
They took everything.

You're... You're at
the back of the queue.

What the hell happened to your face?

Accident.

(GROANS) Messed with my head.

(STAMMERING) It's all... It's
all messed up in there, you know?

(SCOFFING CHUCKLE)

I remembered your address,
though. Clear as day.

Crazy, huh?

You were a good-looking kid.

It's a damn shame.

You're still here.

Yup. Shitty-ass health food of
yours, it almost drove us off,

but, you and I, we had a deal.

DINAH: Yeah♪ You want a
pancake breakfast, find me Billy.

FRANK: Hmm. You know...

I've been thinking about that.

The thing is, if he is bullshitting,
you'd probably be dead already.

Okay, I'm listening.

Eat your food.

There's a piece of shit
from Billy's childhood, yeah?

He... When he went after Bill,

Bill wasn't having
it, so he fought back.

- The guy hurt him. Hurt him bad.
- Yeah, the, uh, stickball guy.

- That's right, he told you, huh?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Uh, so what about him?

There was a time Billy
wanted to make him pay.

We went to Bensonhurst. He
wanted to tune the guy up.

The guy showed up, and
he changed his mind.

- Do you think he'd go there now?
- I don't know, Madani, he might.

Yeah, if he's angry enough.

The guy's name is Arthur Walsh.
He's got to be about 60 years old.

You know, I, um...

I was thinking maybe I
could do this for you.

- You know, keep you out of it.
- In that state?

The bullet you took was meant
for me, all right♪ I owe you.

Uh, wow, um... Who are you people?

BOTH: Shut up.

Frank, I'm gonna do this my way.
Okay♪ My kind of justice, not yours.

(SIGHS) All right,
Madani, all I'm saying

is if you get him in your sights,
you cannot hesitate. All right?

- Because Bill will not. I don't care...
- (KNOCK ON DOOR)

Go. Go. Now.

Get in the bedroom. Go. Hurry up.

Morning, Agent Madani.
Sorry, do you have company?

Mahoney, what are you doing here?

I wanted to run something
by you, one cop to another...

I'm on my way out.

Russo's journal went
missing from the hospital.

It didn't turn up in
your pocket, did it?

Absolutely not.

Hmm. (MUTTERS)

You know, Madani, I had
this girlfriend once, Aviva.

I was so in love with her.

It ended badly.

She didn't shoot me, but she
may as well have. (CHUCKLES)

Is that supposed to be funny?

I guess not, but just bear with me.

Do you have a breakfast place you like?

- Coffee is great?
- DINAH: Yeah, sure.

BRETT: Couple years after we broke up,

I see Aviva at my breakfast place,

and I'm like, "God damn her." You know?

"This place is mine.
I showed it to her."

So, I got, uh, stinking
drunk, as one does, and...

I found her new address
and I staked her out.

- Oh, classy.
- I know. It was a horrible decision.

So, anyway, while I'm
waiting to tell her

to stay the hell away
from my breakfast place...

I passed out on her doorstep
like a complete psycho.

Look, Mahoney, what's your point?

My point, Agent Madani, is this:

don't show up on
Billy Russo's doorstep

Metaphorically speaking.

- Or I look like a psycho?
- Look,

if it were me... after what went down,

I'd be using every resource
at my disposal to kill him.

Tell me, what exactly is
it you think went down?

You tell me.

You've been lying to me

since Russo and Frank Castle
went at it at that hotel.

DINAH: I told you then
that Russo was dirty.

BRETT: Mmm-hmm.

Well, it seems like you
moved on, at any rate.

I'm sorry?

Two bowls.

Wow. You are good.

I mean, you must be
the pride of the NYPD.

Now, excuse me, I have to go.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(FRANK SIGHS)

I'll go take a shower,
if you don't mind.

Yeah, as long as you
don't want me to watch.

(SCOFFS)

I was good to you kids.

And what did I get?
They took my pension.

That was because of your
friend, little Tommy O'Neal.

Because of that prick, I
spent ten years in Sing Sing.

You ever been to Sing Sing?

No.

I worked all my life.

I volunteered to help
you kids. And for what?

What did I get?

I tried. I was there,

which is more than I can say

for your smackhead mothers
and degenerate fathers.

Shit!

I loved you kids, and some of
you were happy to love me back.

But not you.

(CHUCKLES) Remember when you
come after me with that stick?

Why the hell are you here?

Whatever happened in
your life ain't my fault.

You can't escape your nature, kid.

I was a marine.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

And is that what you got for your
service♪ Well, thank you, sir.

What, did some Hajji jack up your face?

Is that why you're here?

(LAUGHING)

Is that why you're here?

You ain't so fussy anymore,
now you ain't so pretty?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

How's that one looking?

Pretty good. Yeah. Uh,
just one quick question.

Uh, what's the clock
rate on this computer?

Do... Do you have any other questions?

Last one. Last one. Promise.

MAN: It's 1.8 gigahertz.

Oh, shit, the Punisher.

Uh, what's that?

This guy killed, like, 50
criminals and escaped from jail.

And everybody thought he
was dead, but he wasn't.

I mean, dude was a total badass.

Was?

Yeah, I think he's
dead for real this time.

Uh, thanks for the info, Mark.

- So, this is a great computer.
- Mmm-hmm.

- Yeah. How much is it?
- Uh, 999, plus tax.

Would you take 700?

This isn't an Arabian bazaar.

That's racist.

Shit.

(FLOORBOARD CREAKS)

(YELLS)

(PANTING)

What the hell, Mahoney♪ Why
didn't you identify yourself?

(BRETT GRUNTING)

You okay?

BRETT: Shit, that hurts.

Yeah, try taking one in the head.

I could have your badge for this.

You snuck up on a law enforcement
officer at a crime scene.

That's on you.

You knew Russo would be here.

Who says this has
anything to do with Russo?

(BRETT GRUNTS)

Jeez. (EXHALES)

That's not a fun way to go.

Look, Madani, if I forgive
you for shooting me,

will you please tell me what
the hell is going on here?

I'll have you up for obstruction!

I'm the special agent
in charge for New York.

And you, you're an NYPD dick
who can't catch his breath.

So go ahead. Tell everyone I shot you.

Bet the guys at the
precinct will love that.

You know what, while you're at it,
try and ding me for obstruction.

Let's see how far you get.

Looks like you have a homicide
on your hands, Detective.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

AMY: It's me.

They killed your whole
family right in front of you.

Why... Why didn't you tell me that?

And you killed them for it.

Yeah.

That's right.

Did it make you feel better?

Sometimes.

Well, what does that mean?

You came back. Hmm.

I did.

My name isn't Rachel, by the way.

It's Amy.

Figured you should probably know that.

Okay.

Okay.

So, no more running?

All right, then.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Hello?

BILLY: It's me. It's Billy Russo.

What...

Are you hurt?

(SOFTLY) Come in.

I didn't know where else I could go.

(STAMMERING) I didn't know
who else I could, um...

How did you find my apartment?

I, uh, I followed you home.

Billy, whose blood is this?

(BREATHING SHAKILY) Please help me.

Come on.

- (CELL PHONE BEEPING)
- (BREATHING SHAKILY)

DUMONT: It looks good.

BILLY: Feels the same.

What about up here?

BILLY: I don't know.

I did get to thinking about...

about the people that
I do know. Did know.

My brothers out there...

They were family.

Never really had that before, you know?

You miss them.

I was... I was the best version
of myself out there in the service.

Swift, silent, deadly.

We all were all of those things.

We were a family, and we
were fighting for something.

We weren't afraid of shit.

And now...

(STUTTERING) Now, there's...

something just, just...

just on the... edges of my mind.

It's like a dark...
shadow just waiting for me.

The thing is, Doc...

I deserve to feel the fear.

I don't know why, but I know...

I deserve this.

What if...

What if you opened your mind
to the idea of redemption?

Every human being deserves
that. I promise you.

I will help you get there.

I wouldn't blame you.

You asked me what face it
is I want the world to see.

This face. This... This face...

has everything that I ever
did wrong written all over it.

And when I look in the
mirror, I want to see...

I want to see the best
version of myself again.

Do you think that that's possible?

Do you think that that's
possible for someone like me?

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