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[Barry] My name is Barry Allen.

And I'm an innocent man.

I know that you'll find my fingerprints all over his body.

And I know that you'll find his DNA on mine.

But I don't know who stabbed him,

or how he ended up in my loft.

All I can tell you is I'm being framed

for something I didn't do.

I didn't kill Clifford DeVoe.

All right, Allen, let's run it back from the beginning.

[Barry] This is exactly what DeVoe wanted,

and we all played right into his plan. Especially me.

Why would DeVoe wanna orchestrate all of this?

I don't know.

But we know that this started when I was still in the Speed Force.

But why target Dominic?

Dominic's power must have allowed DeVoe to inhabit his body.

We should have been on top of this earlier.

What about the other metas on the bus? Why create them?

[sighs] Part of a larger plan.

How are you even here right now, Allen?

Aren't you on house arrest?

-Yeah. Well... -He's at Joe's actually.

Either that or at the courthouse.

I managed to hack into the ankle-monitor GPS.

That's not the only thing Cisco hacked.

When you came out of the Speed Force, you were talking gibberish at C.C.P.D.

You said something about not wanting to kill anyone.

I digitally scrubbed the video.

Last thing we wanted is somebody hearing something

we don't want them to hear.

[Barry on monitor] Your Honor, I'm innocent. I didn't do this.

I didn't kill anyone.

Yeah, I mean, I don't remember saying any of that.

-You don't? -No.

We should look at everything Allen said

when he first came out of the Speed Force.

-Might give us a clue. -That's a good idea.

Okay, guys, but remember,

I mean, considering all the evidence they have against me

this trial is not even gonna last very long.

Okay. But with Cecile taking leave of absence to represent you,

you got the best lawyer in town.

Yeah.

And even if they did find you guilty, it's not like any prison can hold you.

Well, I'm not gonna run.

I won't be a fugitive.

If I'm convicted, I have to go to prison.

We're not gonna let that happen.

Right.

Let's get to work.

-We should get to the courthouse. -[Iris West] Yeah.

How are you doing?

They say the first year of the marriage is always the hardest.

But I never thought my husband being on trial for murder

would be one of the challenges.

We have been through so much.

We'll get through this, too.

Will we, Barry?

I know the Speed Force gave you a new outlook on life, but...

I don't know if being positive is enough right now.

I'm just trying to be strong for the team and for you.

Remember, we're the Flash.

We're the Flash.

Ralph, hold up.

Listen, I'm not gonna let Barry go to prison.

I failed his dad, I'm not gonna fail him.

I need your help.

My help, huh? As in, the stretchy kind?

As in "the underhanded private investigator" kind.

Oh. [chuckles]

-No offense taken. -Come on.

[Dominic] Science has long pondered what would be required to

successfully transfer consciousness from one living being to another.

But we've accomplished far beyond a simple transfer of consciousness.

We've extracted that which elevates our humanity, and added upon it.

I'm both who I was before,

and who I desire to become.

Yes, you are, my love.

My hand still feels foreign upon your flesh.

And you don't care for it.

No, I do.

As I said, I inherited my host's ability to read thoughts.

We have never lied to each other before. Let's not begin now.

Okay.

Marlize, my love,

see past this body,

see past these eyes.

See me, Clifford.

Clifford.

I am nothing without you.

[Slater] Your Honor, ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

for you to understand what it is I'm about to tell you today,

you need to do something.

I need you to believe in the impossible.

As children, we're taught

that the police are there to protect us, to serve.

We're told that our tax dollars go toward

training them to be the champions of the city.

But for some of us, it still seems impossible

that a police investigator,

one of Central City's finest, could betray that trust.

And even worse, under the guise of upholding the law to commit

the most heinous act that one person could carry out against another.

But that is exactly what Barry Allen did.

And the prosecution will prove beyond any doubt

that he stood among us a wolf in sheep's clothing.

But here's the thing,

Barry Allen wears a mask.

Used his connection to the law,

his experiences of police investigators,

especially as a crime scene technician,

to stalk a beloved professor, husband

and murder Clifford DeVoe in cold blood.

[bank teller] All right, Mr. Borman, just sign on the dotted line

and your savings account is all set up.

I appreciate you helping me out. I wanna get this right.

It's my first savings account.

You okay?

Yeah. Just a little light-headed before lunch, I guess.

Have a great day.

Ladies and gentlemen, the document in my hand

is a court-issued restraining order.

It's issued to Marlize DeVoe,

the wife of the victim on behalf of her husband

against a Mr. Bartholomew Henry Allen.

Now, if you'd like a better look, I have a bigger copy.

If you allow me to call out what's written underneath

"reason for order" issue... "Harassment."

Defendant was seen just days earlier,

illegally breaking and entering into the victim's house,

searching through the victim's effects.

A man obsessed.

Barry Allen's skin cells were found under the nails of the victim.

Now, imagine that if you can,

Mr. DeVoe, a man in a wheelchair, desperately trying to defend himself

as Mr. Allen sought to overpower him.

Finally, this is the knife that was used to kill Clifford DeVoe.

If it looks new, that's because it is.

It was a wedding gift to Mr. Allen.

Now, let's just let that sink in for a moment.

This was supposed to commemorate

the most joyous moments in a couple's lives.

But instead, Mr. Allen used it to

forever separate a couple from one another.

He used a wedding gift as a murder weapon.

That is a special kind of evil.

[cell phone chiming]

Cisco.

There's a meta attack downtown. We gotta go.

I'll stay here with Barry.

When you're done here get some coverage of the workstations.

Detective, would you get a statement, please?

-Mr. Ramon. -Captain.

What happened here?

Vintage Central City. Meaning, another weird one.

No data breach, nothing stolen, everyone just collapsed.

I have officers at the hospital interviewing people now.

-But so far, no one knows anything. -[device beeping]

[Cisco] Oh...

Dark-matter city.

Yeah, we're definitely dealing with a meta here.

You wanna see what kind of perimeter we're dealing with?

You read my mind.

Hey, Joe, are you sure you're okay to run this case?

Because I totally understand if you need a little more time...

I'm fine. Really.

I may have to go over to the courthouse later.

Yeah, um... [clears throat]

I'm actually heading over there myself.

[clears throat] The prosecution called me to testify.

I'm sorry, Joe.

You know how much I care about Barry, but I have to tell them what I know.

I get it. You gotta do what you gotta do.

Yeah.

Do I need to repeat the question?

[Captain] No, I heard it.

The person standing over Clifford DeVoe's body

was Barry Allen.

[whispers in gallery]

No further questions, Your Honor.

Captain Singh, you stated that you interviewed Barry Allen

five years ago for the job of CSI.

I wonder, what was your first impression of him?

He was young.

Had half the experience of everyone else I interviewed.

Why'd you hire him?

It was really something he said in the interview.

Everyone always talks about going after the criminal, the guilty,

but Allen said he wanted to help the victims,

the innocents.

I thought Central City deserved someone like that.

Allen is one of the good ones.

"One of the good ones."

No further questions, Your Honor.

[Slater] I'd like to redirect, Your Honor.

[Judge] Proceed.

Would you cover for Mr. Allen if you had to?

No, of course not.

No? It says here in his personnel file

that he took a six-month sabbatical to the Czech Republic.

Did he get approval from you first?

Not exactly.

He said it was for something personal,

I'm sure he had a good reason to go.

[quietly] Is "saving the world" a good reason?

It also says in here that he was late 72 times in the past two years.

Did you ever ask him why?

No.

Because regardless of what time he got in, he always did his job.

I was just curious to imagine what he does with his time

instead of being at work.

It's almost like he has this secret life.

So in spite of all these infractions, you never thought to discipline him?

What are you suggesting?

That whether you realize it or not,

you've been covering the ugly truth about Mr. Allen for years now.

That is not true.

Is it true that he was targeting and harassing Mr. DeVoe?

Yes or no?

Yes.

Which is why I granted DeVoe the restraining order

and told Allen to stay away.

But that didn't stop him, did it? He kept going after him

right up until the night that Mr. DeVoe was killed.

Uh, objection. Conjecture.

[Slater] Withdrawn.

Captain, now you said that

Mr. Allen wants to help the victims and innocents.

But disappearing for months at a time, being late 72 times...

Doesn't sound like he wants to help or care for anybody but himself.

Now, do you still think that he is "one of the good ones"?

[Joe] I hope you're right about this.

Oh, trust me. I'm very good at reading body language.

Right now, you're tense.

Now, you're annoyed. [gasps]

Ooh, here we go.

[shutter clicking]

-Yahtzee! -Did you get that?

[chuckles] Ralphy got it.

I smell acquittal.

As we thought might happen, we are in trouble.

David's testimony hurt us, but we still have a few options.

What are they?

I can go to Slater.

I can ask for a plea deal. Maybe get you a shorter sentence.

Or we could use an insanity defense.

No.

Both those options are admitting I'm guilty, and I'm not.

Fine.

Then the only other way out of this is for you to testify.

Cecile, I'm sorry. I won't do it.

All of the evidence, every bit of it, it points to you.

If you're not willing to take that stand and defend yourself,

then this is an impossible case.

I'm not taking the stand.

Barry, even if that means turning this case around

and not going to jail?

Iris, if I testify, I have to lie.

I commit perjury, I become exactly who they think I am.

-Then don't lie. -What?

Tell the truth.

Tell everyone you're the Flash.

[scoffs]

Barry, if the court knows you're the Flash,

then you can explain everything and they'll believe you.

Prosecution is gonna wrap up soon.

I need your answer today.

This is the only way, Barry.

Tell the city you're the Flash.

[Harrison] This is all we got?

This isn't a lot to go on.

I know, okay? We're lucky we even got this footage.

For some reason, all the security cameras were fried.

Hey, guys, I was just at the hospital going over the medical records

of everyone who was at the bank.

-I know why they passed out. -Why did they pass out?

Well, they all suffered from fatigue, vomiting, abdominal pain, skin rashes.

So, everyone ate a bad burrito?

No. Radiation poisoning.

That's why the security cameras are fried.

Mmm-hmm.

We gotta find this guy before he poisons the whole city.

-Yeah, or worse. -Hmm?

Guys, if this meta can cause these levels of radiation in these patients

it means this meta has a similar make-up to a nuclear bomb.

So, like enough to blow us all up? What are we talking here?

The fallout from a nuclear explosion could be catastrophic.

Exactly.

-"Fallout." -Great name.

Terrible power.

Okay, I'll see if the satellite can track his radiation signature.

Mrs. DeVoe, when did you first meet Mr. Allen?

Um...

Mr. Allen showed up at my house almost two months ago,

claiming to be investigating one of Clifford's former colleagues.

We reassured him that we didn't have information to help him.

But Mr. Allen persisted and continued to harass my husband.

And what prompted the restraining order?

My husband has...

Had advancing ALS.

I was alone with Clifford most of the time.

But something about Mr. Allen's aggressive manner

just made me feel unsafe, so we went to the authorities.

And we thought the complaint would dissuade Mr. Allen.

But it didn't.

Could you please describe for the court the last time that you saw your husband?

It was Christmas.

And Clifford wanted to confront Mr. Allen.

He had hoped that in the holiday spirit he could convince him to let us be.

[suppresses sob] And I...

I begged Clifford not to go.

But even with his disability,

Clifford insisted that it was his job as my husband to protect us,

to protect me.

He didn't wanna live in fear,

so he left. [sobbing]

And I wish I could have stopped him, and stepped in,

and told him not to do this.

But I let him go.

[Slater] No further questions, Your Honor.

Your Honor, I'd like to enter Exhibit F into evidence.

Objection, Your Honor, why wasn't this entered into discovery?

Oh, I've only recently received this new evidence.

May we approach?

Your Honor, there are protocols that need to be observed.

This is my courtroom, Mr. Slater. I'll run it any way I see fit.

I'll allow it.

These photographs were taken earlier today.

Mrs. DeVoe...

Could you tell me, please,

who's the man that you're kissing in that photograph?

It is most certainly not your husband, correct?

His name is Dominic Lanse.

And how long have you known Mr. Lanse?

A few months.

So it appears to me that perhaps your marriage was not quite as perfect

as you've portrayed.

Maybe you were ready for a life without your husband.

So you ran to the arms of another man.

Another man you convinced to kill your husband.

Clifford and I met Dominic Lanse at an ALS charity gala months ago.

He was there to honor his father,

who had recently passed away with the disease.

Clifford noticed the bond that Dominic and I shared,

long before I did.

My husband was happy that I found someone to talk to

and he urged me to turn to Dominic for the needs

and comforts he could no longer fulfill.

My husband wanted me to be happy.

[crying]

Clifford didn't see my relationship with Dominic

as a tool to pull us apart, but to bring us together.

And it did.

My heart will always belong to Clifford.

No further questions, Your Honor.

[Judge] You're excused.

Okay, that did not go well.

What's your decision, Barry?

I'm not gonna do it.

Marlize...

Mrs. West-Allen, I don't think it's appropriate

for the two of us to be seen talking.

Oh, please.

No one is watching, so you can drop that ridiculous act already.

If you insist.

Why are you doing this?

What is wrong with you?

It's not about what's wrong with me, it's what's wrong with the world.

There are problems bigger than your husband.

Such as?

Whatever it is that you are up to, it will come to an end.

Such passion.

I had that, too, when Clifford and I first got married.

But passion fades.

And what remains,

if you are fortunate enough like Clifford and I,

is something deeper than ardor that cannot be destroyed.

Then why are you so hell-bent on destroying our lives?

I am doing what I have to do for my husband, Mrs. West-Allen.

The question you should truly be asking is what are you willing to do for yours?

Hope you enjoy the rest of the show.

[Cisco] Still no word from the courthouse.

That's good news, right? No news is good news?

No. Good news is good news.

No news is miscommunication.

[computer beeping]

[Caitlin] The satellite was able to track

a spike in radiation downtown on Main Street.

-We found him. -Fallout's on the move.

We've gotta get down there now.

I'll monitor him from here.

-Harry, time to book it. -Yeah.

-I've got two rads. -Whoa. Whoa, whoa.

-Hey, stop! -Hey!

Stop! Stop!

Stop!

[driver] What's going on out there?

Nuclear waste tanker.

Sorry!

[driver] Idiots!

Okay. Move along.

[driver] Mr. Slater, call your next witness.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Your Honor,

there's something you need to know right now

that will alter the outcome of this case.

[Judge bangs gavel]

Miss West-Allen,

I have no idea what you think you're doing.

Explaining what my husband won't.

Barry Allen is--

Barry Allen is--

The--

What's happening?

We're moving so quickly that everyone else is still.

How are you able to do this with me?

I actually don't know.

Iris... Hey...

I already decided not to tell anyone else who I am.

Barry, if the jury knew that you were the Flash,

there's no way that they would convict you.

I'm trying to protect you.

Okay? If everyone knew my secret we would never stop running.

I would rather run forever with you

than stand alone without you.

It wouldn't just be us running.

Everyone that has stood by us the last four years

will have a target on their back.

If criminals knew my name, they'd know my weakness.

And I'm trying to be strong, but I...

I know.

I can't anymore.

How can you...

My dad...

He went through this too.

The trial is not over, Barry.

Yeah, it is.

All the evidence points towards me.

You can't tell them, okay?

[Iris West] Okay.

Yes, Miss West-Allen?

Um...

Your Honor,

Barry Allen is innocent.

And I just thought you all should know that.

Thank you for your time. Okay.

[Dibny] If there was an award for Best Crocodile Tears

by the Most Emotionally- Manipulative Widow,

Marlize, definitely in the top three.

Let's snap something more damning than a lip-lock.

We're not here for that.

Can you do your gross stretchy thing and slip inside and open the door?

Those are carpet fibers.

Those are from Allen's loft, aren't they?

You're gonna plant evidence to frame Marlize?

She was the only one that could have planted DeVoe's body.

Fibers on the treads of her shoes places her at the crime scene.

This is the right thing to do, Ralph.

Just open the door. I'll do the rest.

Okay.

It's a solid plan, Joe.

Subtle, but it's crafty with a touch of pathos.

After this, you're gonna sit back and kick up your feet and sleep

as sound as a millennial after Burning Man

because you did the right thing.

You took down a bad, bad chick.

Ralph, could you hurry up?

And you're gonna ride that feeling like it's Space Mountain.

And then, when they catch you and they take your badge and your gun,

that self-righteous indignation

is gonna keep your chest puffed and your chin up

because you did the right thing.

Sure, you're gonna be mad for a few years, but that fades,

evolves,

turns into self-pity.

A few more years

and your life is gonna be a shell of its former self.

And then, one night,

it's gonna dawn on you that you did the wrong thing,

and it ruined everything.

Your colleagues won't talk to you,

your friends have vanished,

and your family...

It'll be like...

Like you weren't ever born.

Because you turned into

the very thing that you swore to protect them from.

Anyhoo,

good luck with that.

[Judge] Mr. Slater?

Prosecution rests, Your Honor.

Miss Horton, are you ready to present your case?

The defense rests, Your Honor.

Should've gone with the insanity plea.

[grunts] Excuse me.

What's wrong?

What is going on?

There's a massive spike in radiation downtown at Prentis and Rollins.

[Harrison] Driver of the nuclear waste truck.

Radiation signature's already at 3,000 rads and climbing.

We need to stop this guy before it hits 10,000.

What happens at 10,000 rads?

Hiroshima.

Barry Allen has dedicated his life in service of Central City.

He's helped to solve countless crimes.

His testimony has led to the conviction of dozens of criminals.

Barry Allen is a good man.

He's an innocent man.

And frankly, Central City is lucky to have him.

[cell phones chiming]

Dare I say, few men in this city are as honest,

upstanding and dependable.

Mr. Allen?

Your Honor, I...

I have to go.

Barry, what are you doing?

[quietly] I have to.

I'm sorry, Your Honor, this is an emergency.

Someone needs me.

And I need you to respect my courtroom.

I will not stand for theatrical disruptions.

Your Honor, my client is still free on bail.

And there are no laws that require

him to be present during closing statements.

Be advised, Mr. Allen,

you are required by law to be here for sentencing.

Yes, Your Honor.

[sirens approaching]

Stay where you are!

What is happening to me?

Hold it right there!

I didn't do anything!

You need to stop.

I don't wanna hurt anybody.

I understand, but your radioactivity is dangerous.

[grunting]

-[The Flash] Guys? -7,500 rads!

Barry, don't get too close to him, all right?

The radiation he's emitting is too hot to allow you to self-heal.

Yeah, thanks for the heads-up.

What am I supposed to do? How do I stop him?

[grunts]

I can't stop this!

Damn!

We need to cool him down.

Killer Frost.

-Great. -Well...

Go! Turn!

Well, that's not how it works.

I can't just snap my fingers and make her appear.

It only happens when I'm scared or angry.

-Oh, good Lord, Caitlin! -Caitlin!

The city's about to explode!

Everyone! Everything you know and love!

The birds, the trees, the fish, the puppies!

Puppies are going down because you didn't wanna

-show up for work! -Show up for work!

Thanks.

-That was pretty good. -Yeah, it's pretty good.

-Now go already! -Okay!

Okay. There you go.

What's going on? Is this business or a social call?

Business, I see. [grunts]

Hmm.

[grunts]

-Is she okay? -She's gonna be okay, yeah.

You have any more ideas?

What if I breach him?

Ramon, no, you...

You drop him in a breach, he could explode.

And Fallout's fallout would kill us all.

Do you think?

Wait, what if I create a vacuum around him?

That way, even if he does explode, at least we contain the blast.

[Harrison] Yes, yes. Allen, yes.

That could work. That could contain it.

Whatever you're gonna do, though, do it fast.

Fallout just went above 8,000 rads.

[grunting]

-The vacuum is containing his energy. -[Harrison] Good.

But it's still getting stronger.

[Harrison] Allen, I don't know how long you can take this much radiation.

I don't have a choice.

We have to contain his energy.

Allen, 9,000 rads.

[grunting]

Ten-thousand rads! Critical mass!

Ramon, you're gonna need to send that energy somewhere.

What? To where?

Earth-15. Earth-15 is a dead Earth! Breach it there now!

[The Flash grunting]

[screaming]

[screaming]

You did it.

Man, you did it.

You saved the day.

[Judge] Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, you've reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

All rise.

For docket number 5677-B,

in the matter of The People v. Bartholomew Henry Allen,

we, the jury, find the defendant guilty of murder in the first degree.

Thanks to your meta-metabolism,

your radiation burns should disappear in the next few minutes.

What about Fallout?

He's unstable, but we sent him to Tracy's lab.

She's gonna analyze his DNA,

see if it's the same as the other bus metas

and be able to neutralize him.

...where minutes ago, the jury found Bartholomew Henry Allen guilty

in the murder of Professor Clifford DeVoe.

Mr. Allen has been a CSI with the Central City Police Department

for the last five years.

In just a few short hours,

the judge is expected to announce Mr. Allen's sentence.

Prosecutor Anton Slater made a statement.

He hoped Mr. Allen would receive a life sentence

given the brutal nature of the crime.

I wanted to be the one to tell you.

I can't believe this is happening.

Come on, guys, we just saved the city today.

We knew this wasn't gonna go my way in court.

That doesn't mean that DeVoe beat us.

Whatever happens, we're gonna keep fighting.

I know.

We need to get you back.

You need to be there for sentencing.

[Barry] Yeah.

[sighs] I'll see you guys later, all right?

I'm gonna be okay, all right?

Come on.

You know, you got your strength from watching your dad be your rock.

I got mine because you're mine.

And I'll be strong for you.

I love you.

I love you.

Come on.

[reporters clamoring]

Mr. Allen? Mr. Allen?

Hey, I need a minute, all right?

Mr. Allen...

DeVoe.

Did you know there was a 12% chance

that you were gonna tell the world you were the Flash?

I'd recheck your math.

There's no need.

Because no matter what path you chose, all avenues led to my triumph.

Why do you want us distracted?

Why do you want me out of the picture?

What are you planning?

That you think that you could

understand the breadth of what I'm about to do

is almost humorous.

Yes, I think you will miss Iris.

That's right, Mr. Allen.

I didn't just take Dominic's body.

I took his ability.

I know what you're thinking, right now.

I want you to hear me say it.

I'm gonna figure a way out of this.

And when I do, I don't care whose face you're wearing,

I'm coming for you.

You haven't beaten us yet.

Haven't I?

Have a nice life, Mr. Allen.

Your Honor, I'm innocent.

I didn't do this. I didn't kill anyone.

And I know that one day the truth will come out.

Thank you.

Rise for sentencing.

In my 30 years behind this bench I have seen my share of criminals.

But I confess, this defendant stands apart.

[Captain] Thank you all for coming on such short notice.

A few hours ago,

the very existence of our city

came under the threat of nuclear destruction.

But one man rose to meet that challenge.

The defendant was in a position of authority.

Our city trusted him to bring the guilty to justice.

He ran into danger,

knowing he would suffer burns all over his body.

He used that trust to take an innocent and vulnerable life.

This man was not thinking about himself.

He was thinking about you.

The first responders on the frontlines.

Never have I seen a defendant more unmoved.

Never have I seen a man with more bravery.

Never have I seen such inhumanity.

Such heroism.

Such a lack of regard for human life.

[Captain] It is my great honor

to present Central City Police Department's award of valor

to this city's finest hero.

The fastest man alive... The Flash!

[Judge] The court hereby orders that Bartholomew Henry Allen

should be incarcerated for the rest of his natural life

without the possibility of parole.

And that Mr. Allen be immediately remanded to Iron Heights Penitentiary.

And may God have mercy on your soul.

[indistinct chatter]

[prisoner 1] You filthy cop!

[prisoner 2] I'll be seeing you around, B!

Pray for strength, Barry!

Get comfortable.

[sighs]