Original subtitles

[Alfred] Legend tells of a Caped Crusader

Batman, guardian of New Gotham

and his one true love

Catwoman.

The queen of the criminal underworld.

Their passion left behind something extraordinary

a daughter

Huntress.

Half meta-human.

She has taken up her father's mantle

and under cover of the night

fights to protect the innocent and helpless.

Joining her in this struggle, Oracle

who was once Batman's protegee, Batgirl.

She was caught in the cross fire of the war

between Batman and Joker.

Now she fights crime a different way

a master of the cyber realms, a mentor and trainer to heroes.

Together, they have taken in a young runaway

Dinah, a meta-human herself.

With powers to open hidden doors to the mind

powers that she is only beginning to explore.

Together, these three are the protectors of New Gotham.

the "Birds of Prey."

[hawk cries]

My name is Alfred Pennyworth, and this is their story.

- It's hard for me to come here. - Why is that, Helena?

I don't trust people.

Luckily for you, this is your last court mandated session.

Then I must be officially sane.

What a relief.

You don't have to come back..

...unless you want to.

I know you think you can't trust anyone, but..

...I'd like to help you

if you'd let me.

Why is it so difficult for you to let people in, Helena?

After mom was killed

I found out about my dad, who he was.

Most people would be excited to discover that a billionaire

philanthropist like Bruce Wayne was their father.

I only wanted one thing from him

that he find the man that killed my mother.

And then?

And then I wanted that man dead.

We can't just go around killing people, Helena.

[scoffs] Yeah, t-that's what I hear.

All I wanted from him was revenge.

If it had been the other way around, mom would've done it.

They hadn't been together in years.

She would've killed for him.

And that's when I learned, what my mom always knew

rely on no one but yourself.

[dramatic music]

[Slick] What is wrong with you people?

I'm talking about real money here.

Ooh! Real money, guys.

What's real money to you, Slick?

More than your pension cash, I'll tell you that.

I don't know. I've got some years in.

My pension's looking sweet. How about you, Reese?

I need money, I hit the casino.

Oh! That ever worked for you?

Mm. Not yet.

I'm not talking "Jackpot" cash here, okay?

I'm talking "Lottery" cash, $25 million.

- Okay. - Split it however you want.

Okay, okay.

Thirty, okay?

Come on!

I'll tell you what, Slick.

I'm a simple guy.

So I'm gonna do you a favor.

I'm gonna leave this thing at robbery.

And I'm gonna forget all about the generous, although misguided

attempt to bribe three good cops.

Okay? So..

Why don't you sit tight while we get you processed, huh?

[Grace] If I had a nickel for every time a perp's offered me bribe--

[Reese] We'd all make real money..

[laughter]

[water sloshing]

[suspenseful music]

If you're looking for your paycheck, forget it.

- 'I don't reward failure.' - Excuse me, beautiful.

I did my job. I got on the truck.

You didn't say anything about cops.

I asked you to hijack one armored truck

a job you assured me you could do in your sleep.

You got caught.

People who work for Harley Quinn

don't...get...caught.

Oh, calm down, baby. Nobody has to lose any body parts here.

[chuckles] Don't be so sure.

I know, I've only been in New Gotham for a few months

and maybe this kind of pathetic screw up

passes for crime in this town?

Things are gonna change.

New Gotham ran the Joker out on a rail.

Now he's locked up in a prison far away from here.

This city is gonna pay for what they did to my sweet Mr. J.

I will have a vengeance that will be spoken of in terrified

whispers for generations to come. Do you understand?

Not exactly, no.

Ah, I'm gonna take over New Gotham, you idiot.

You really ought to see someone about those mood swings.

I've decided to give you one more chance, Slick.

I know you won't let me down.

[instrumental music]

["My Remedy" song playing]

[song continues]

[instrumental music]

We only have a week before you start classes.

We need to finish filling these..

[whirring]

[shatters]

- ...out. - Oh. Sorry!

Quite a nice throw, actually.

Excellent velocity.

[Barbara sighs]

Uh, this isn't the Batarang I gave you for practice.

I know, but this one has three times the range

of the regular ones, plus all the automated stuff.

It's way cooler.

I know. I designed it.

Look, Dinah, your training is meant to prepare you in stages.

You need to learn one step before moving on to the next

which means mastering the basic weapons before you get to use

the ones with the bells and whistles, and, uh

target seeking capabilities.

- Greetings, superfriends. - Ah, good morning.

[Dinah] How was your sweep?

Slow night.

Two muggers to a robbery, hardly worth the effort.

How can they possibly need this much information

just to let one girl into public school?

I want to show you something.

What do you think of this for my first day of school outfit?

What?

Kind of a "Draft me for the chess club" thing going on.

I'll need to get your basic information.

Birth certificate, social security, that sort of thing.

There isn't any.

Sorry?

Um, i-information.

There isn't any.

There was a fire at the county courthouse

and all the records burned.

Well, I'll at least need to get your transcripts.

They burned, too.

Your transcripts would be at the school

not the courthouse.

Well, it was a really big... fire.

- Well, what about your parents? - They're dead.

Um, I'm gonna go practice in the training room, okay?

[sighs]

Poor kid.

You can't mean to tell me you actually bought that?

Have a heart, Helena. I took you in at the same age.

Yeah, and I used to lie to you all the time

only I was better at it.

Uh, not that much better.

Okay, fine. I'll do a background check on her. Okay?

But I'm telling you, there's no reason to panic.

Something panic worthy always

happens right after you say that.

Okay, look. She's not just a runaway.

She's a meta-human like you.

Now, you know better than I do how hard the world is

for kids like that.

Okay..

[knocking on door] Hey!

- Wade, hi! - Hi.

Hi.

How are the lesson plans coming?

Uh, you know..

...school is always so much more peaceful

before the kids get here.

They do kind of clutter the place up.

[chuckling]

- Maybe we should-- - So about--

- Go ahead. I'm sorry. - It's, um.. No, please.

Well, I was just gonna say

should we make plans?

I thought you forgot.

Well, actually, I thought you forgot.

Oh, no, no, no. The other day I..

I was just in the midst of a, well, kind of an emergency.

- Is everything alright? - Yeah.

Yeah, yeah. Everything's fine. Uh..

It's just, um, this business

I have with my, my friend Helena.

- What kind of business? - Gourmet baking.

Uh, custom fudge and muffin tops. We sell them online.

It's sort of a moonlighting, hobby sort of thing.

Emergencies in the baking world.

We take our culinary responsibilities very seriously.

Well, you're just gonna have to trust me with the plans.

Ah, I promise they will be silly and absolutely

mindless.

- So I said, "Yes." - Good. It's about damn time.

All this crime fighting without a social life

is making you grouchy.

I'm not grouchy. I'm just realistic.

All of my relationships come with an expiration date.

I mean, the moment he asks, "So, hey! Hey!

Why can't you just blow off this late night baking gig?"

[chuckles]

The muffin top cover story?

Possibly the lamest thing you've ever come up with.

You just get to a point where you can't lie anymore.

Never been there. You have to tell me what it's like.

Speaking of lying, about Dinah.

Oh, I, I ran a background check.

- You did? What'd you find? - Nothing.

So I guess I should be relieved she's not an ex murderer?

No. I, I mean nothing.

No records at all, I mean, as if she didn't exist.

She gave us a false name.

And you're just getting around to

mentioning this now?

I thought you might overreact.

I'm not overreacting.

I'm very calmly pointing out that we have

no idea who this girl is.

Actually, we do.

I ran a facial recognition auto search on

yearbook photos from Missouri going back five years.

Meet Dinah Redmond of Opal, Missouri, population 2,541.

Some truancy, she had run away a few times.

She's been living with her foster family.

Her parents gave her up. Anyway, the point is..

...now we know that she really is a runaway

and not some criminal mastermind.

Known by other aliases as, oh, "The Truth."

She'll tell us when she's ready.

And until then, you're just gonna trust her?

With all this top secret, super classified intel around here?

She could get into anything.

[Dinah] Hey, guys.

That's my sweater.

Well, you said I should dress better.

- Not in my clothes. - Hey, time out!

There will be absolutely no use of superpowers

to settle domestic disagreements.

You, get changed. You, come with me.

[Helena] That was my favorite sweater.

I'm beginning to think she's evil.

You think she could be evil?

If you would just take your clothes home once in a

while instead of leaving them draped all over the clocktower

she wouldn't have found your sweater to begin with.

Y-you know what?

This is not about clothing, and you know it.

Easy for you to say. She's not poaching your daywear.

[scoffs] Her parents didn't even report her missing.

Sounds like maybe she had a reason to run away.

We still don't know what that was.

She's got incredible potential.

I-I just have this gut feeling, but--

So do I, like I'm about to get sucker punched.

Helena, think about how we learned

how we all learned.

Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Jason Todd.

Even you.

It's more than a tradition. It's a legacy.

Take in those like us, mentor and train them.

Never turn away someone with a hunger to become what we are.

That's what your father would've done.

Batman was your role model, not mine.

Yeah, you keep saying that.

[alarm blaring]

Barbara?

Helena? H-hello? Are you guys there?

[Barbara over radio] 'What is it, Dinah?'

Oh.. Okay.

There's a big red light flashing

on the Delphi Monitor System.

What do I do?

Oh, there's the download button.

[Barbara over radio] 'Don't touch anything.'

'We're on our way back.'

Okay.

[camera clicking]

[coroner] Deceased is male, mid 30s.

He's 36, and the deceased has a name

Jack Barnstone. He's a cop.

Cause of death is consistent with asphyxiation, but

they're no ligature marks, no external abrasions or bruising

and no sign of anything lodged internally

that could've caused the blockage.

But that's not the weird thing.

Great, a weird thing.

Look at this skin discoloration

pink foam around the lips.

These are all signs consistent with drowning, but

there's no water found anywhere near the victim and

no signs that the body's been moved.

So drowning's pretty much impossible.

No. It's not impossible.

[Barbara] The Delphi Protocol is a database program I created.

It automatically tracks and sorts all crimes reported

in New Gotham, and alerts us to anything unusual.

- The freakadelic stuff. - Yep.

I'm piggybacked onto the New Gotham P.D. Computers

so we get information simultaneously with the police.

- Is that legal? - Nope.

The coroner finished the autopsy.

They're listing cause of death as heart failure.

So?

So, of course his heart stopped.

The question is why?

I need some lung tissue.

Come on. It's Friday night.

What's a weekend without lung tissue?

It's late, Grace.

Are you gonna be okay to get home?

Yeah, fine.

I'll see you guys in the morning.

Grace, we're all gonna miss Jack.

- Yeah. - Yup.

Damn it.

[suspenseful music]

You?

What the hell are you doing here?

Miss me?

[water sloshing]

So, how's the lung tissue?

Alveolar distension clearly indicates drowning.

Yet...there is no excess of fluid in the cells.

- Do I look alright? - Beautiful.

Go on your date. Relax. I'll mind the fort.

Okay. But you see what I'm saying about the lung cell

distortions, right?

Yep.

- Really...how do I look? - Like you need to leave.

Right, leaving. Okay. There's pizza in the freezer

and Alfred's number's on the fridge.

Okay, you know what? I got to ask even though it risks

delaying your long overdue departure even further..

- But how are you doing that? - Doing what?

That thing with your chair, that, um

steering with no hands thing.

Oh, it's pretty cool, huh?

Yeah, I've been tinkering.

It's a transponder strapped to my spine

a sub-neural response net that interfaces directly

with the chair's computerized motor controls.

You're techno babbling.

I think, therefore the chair moves.

Hey, but if it's plugged into your spine, could you, um--

Maybe use the technology to get out of the chair sometime?

Anything's possible.

Do you think it's possible that you might actually

leave for your date any time soon?

Okay, okay, I'm going. I'm going.

- Be good. - Mm, I'll try.

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[Barbara] 'I don't usually let people push me.'

[Wade] 'Since this requires you to close your eyes'

you're gonna have to let me drive.

You can look..

...now.

[Barbara] Oh, wow. Wade, it's beautiful.

I thought it might beat out dinner and a movie.

♪ How dare you say that my behavior's unacceptable ♪

♪ So condescending unnecessarily critical ♪

♪ I have got the tendency of getting very physical ♪

Thank you.

♪ So watch your step 'cause ♪

♪ If I do you'll need a miracle ♪

- How did you get in here? - I said I was your sister.

Great. Just what I need.

Another relative with a creative relationship with the truth.

Well, I thought this way, I might actually

get you to talk to me.

So talk.

[sighs] You don't want me here, do you?

[mellow music]

[Barbara] 'It seems like all I ever look at is the skyline in New Gotham'

never the sky.

So I'm broadening your horizons.

[chuckles]

Day job, night job.

It sounds to me like you spend way

too much time on work.

What about your heart?

I think it's still in there somewhere.

I'm sure it is.

[music continues]

[pager beeping]

[Wade] Who is it?

It's just an automated system.

Ignore it.

[pager beeping]

[sighs]

Wade, I'm sorry, I have to go.

I'll make it up to you.

I promise.

What we do is dangerous.

Been out in the field on my own for a very long time

and that's the way I like it.

I came here to be like you.

I want this more than I've ever wanted anything.

[scoffs]

I thought if I told you how important

this was to me that you'd understand.

So why can't you just tell me the truth?

That is the truth.

Your parents aren't dead, are they?

It's not that easy. It's complicated.

You're 16. How complicated can it be?

Huh! Yeah. And when you were 16

life was really simple and straightforward.

Okay, that's totally different

and completely besides the point.

Trust isn't something that you can just be given.

It has to be earned.

Then let me earn it.

If you would just give me a chance..

- I know I can prove it to you. - When?

When we're out in the field and it's full on

kill or be killed combat?

I need to be completely sure that someone's got my back.

There's only one person I can count on for that.

[Barbara over radio] 'It's me. Have you seen Dinah?'

- Yeah, she's here. - 'Good.'

'I was worried. But if she's with you, then I..'

'I'm suddenly realizing I'm still worried.'

Why are you home? It's not even eleven yet.

'How was your date?'

Interrupted.

Another cop's dead, same circumstances as Barnstone

drowned on dry land.

[suspenseful music]

[water sloshing]

Catching upon current events?

"Man kills ex-girlfriend, then himself. " Nice.

I have a professional interest. George was a patient.

- Guess the therapy didn't take. - Oh! I wouldn't say that.

I was the one who told him the key to his mental

well-being was to express his rage.

That's not bad work for an amateur.

Why do you waste your time?

A day job for a supervillain, it's so..

...bourgeois.

George and my other patients aren't work.

They're...hobbies, you know, like golf, recreational?

You ever heard of the Greek Goddess Eris?

The Romans called her "Discord" Sower of Strife.

She started everything, from petty arguments, to cataclysmic

wars while she just sat back and watched..

...untouched.

Now, there was a girl who knew how to delegate.

You lost me, babe.

Yeah, well, that's what happens when you regularly

turn your brain to water.

Aren't you late for your appointment

with the good detective?

I do need all three cops out of the picture this time.

I just can't bear the idea of you screwing up

my hijacking plan again.

Don't worry. It's as good as done.

Take care of the cop..

...and go get my truck...Slick.

Don't fail me again.

We've got a link.

The two cops who died, were connected

by a case a few weeks ago.

They stopped the hijacking of an armored truck

by a guy named Silas Waters, AKA "Slick."

The truck was carrying military ordnance.

We're talking major-league, major-league weaponry

missiles, launchers, grenades, C4.

All the fun toys.

Let me guess, Slick's out on bail.

Uh, not exactly.

Police booked him and locked him up.

The next time someone looked for him, he'd vanished.

A meta-human?

Someone who can transform

into some kind of fluid

thin enough to go down a drain.

We could call him "Liquid Guy."

I'm just...trying to...contribute.

The police report said Slick tried to bribe them with a cut.

The weapons had a black market value of $30 million dollars.

- The cops said no. - No to $30 million dollars?

What kind of idiot says no to $30 million dollars?

[suspenseful music]

[water splashing]

You again.

Can I help you?

Actually, I'm here to help you.

There's not a lot of time though.

Somebody's trying to kill you.

Mind if I get my clothes?

And by the way, who are you?

Grace Tanner's dead.

What?

When?

About an hour ago.

- Slick Waters. - Has to be.

So now you think the guy's coming after me, huh?

Well, listen, I appreciate the heads up

but I can take care of myself.

Look, you don't understand what you're dealing with.

Waters is no ordinary criminal. He can liquefy.

Wherever water can go, he can, too.

"Liquefy?" Oh!

Like, like a "Liquid Guy."

Is this a joke?

Your friends drowned on dry land.

Waters escapes through a drain.

Do you have a better explanation?

Is there actually a worse one?

Congratulations. You've managed to convince

him you're totally insane.

Do you mind? I am trying to have a conversation here.

Oh, right, right, the "Invisible friend."

I almost forgot about that part.

Look, I am just trying to help you.

Lady, you look, I know

a lot of strange things may happen in New Gotham

but a guy made out of water?

Come on. That's just ridiculous.

[intense music]

- Oracle! He's here. - Huntress?

[Barbara] 'Huntress, can you read me?'

'Huntress?'

'Huntress?'

[intense music]

Huntress? Is there a fire extinguisher near you?

Listen to me, get the fire extinguisher and spray him.

[glass shatters]

[hissing]

[grunting]

Huntress, can you hear me? Are you alright?

Oh, yeah. Once I had an actual ass to kick, I was fine.

How'd you know the extinguisher would work?

I figured Slick had to reach a certain active molecular state

to be able to shift from solid to liquid.

[Helena] 'Speak English, please.'

Cool him down, he's "solid guy."

It's a, it's a temperature thing.

Th-that was.. I mean, he was..

- Is-is he still in there? - I don't know.

- Just get out of there. - We gotta go.

Wait a minute. T-there's a murder suspect in there

um, uh, possibly.

You gonna arrest him?

With what, a bucket?

Assuming he hasn't already gone down the drain.

Go!

Huntress?

Talk to me.

I'm busy right now. Keep it closed!

Oh..

[hissing]

What the..

It's a temperature thing.

[Helena] 'Oracle, it's hot. How long are we gonna have to stay in here?'

I need to come up with a way to disable this guy.

It won't be long.

Better not be, or I'm gonna melt.

So what, what, we're trapped in here now?

I mean, we go out there, and he, what, he gets us?

On the positive side, if he comes in, he's air freshener.

[nervous chuckle] Alright, uh, what the hell is going on?

I mean, for all I know, you had something to do

with Jack and Grace's deaths.

You don't believe that.

I don't know what to believe right now.

Not about you, about any of this.

What I just saw at that pool, that's not possible.

Funny, you strike me as the kind of guy

that believes in the impossible.

Well, it's a little hard not to when you're standing here

talking to it.

Aren't you worried that I might tell somebody?

I mean, why are you letting me see you?

Because it was the only way I could save your life.

[Barbara] 'Stay put, you can't go out there until we know where this'

'guy is. I'm working on a way to neutralize..'

She's really worried. Is Helena okay?

Oh, Miss Helena is remarkably capable.

She can take care of herself.

- Alfred? - Mm-hm?

My whole life, I grew up thinking

that there was no one like me.

You know, that I was all alone.

Then I come here..

...and I finally meet someone who's like me, you know

someone who I can admire and look up to.

It seems like all I can do is piss her off.

If I were you, I would be more concerned if Miss Helena

weren't upset with you.

Why?

I've always found that how much

someone cares about you

is directly proportional to how much

you can piss them off, as it were.

[chuckles]

This Slick guy..

...what if Barbara can't find a way for Helena to fight him?

They're superheroes, Miss Dinah.

They're familiar with tight situations.

Why is it so important to you to know what goes on

in New Gotham after nightfall?

Most people would do anything to convince themselves

the world is a safe, sane, and normal place.

But not you.

You're actually chasing the madness.

I got my reasons.

I'm wondering what they are.

[chuckles] You know, you're not exactly

the poster girl for full disclosure.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means you're gonna have to keep right on wondering.

Look, I gotta get out of here.

I'm supposed to be on assignment tonight.

I don't think Slick gives a damn about our work schedule.

Someone can replace you?

You can't be the only honest cop in New Gotham.

No, I'm the only one left on tonight's detail.

The other two are dead.

Wait a minute.

Barnstone and Tanner

were on tonight's detail with you?

Yeah.

Where are you supposed to be?

Reese was on a detail, scheduled to escort

another transport of military weapons tonight.

It's the same deal as that attempted

hijacking a few weeks ago.

Cargo's hard core stuff.

Surface to air missiles, flamethrowers

plastic explosives

enough firepower to start your own little war.

Looks like Slick wasn't in it for revenge after all.

[Helen] 'If at first you don't succeed..'

Yeah. Well, except this time, they're killing

the cops that can't be bought.

We have to assume whoever's taking Barnstone, Tanner

and Reese's place is in Slick's pocket.

[Helena] 'Cops! What's the going rate?'

[Barbara] The police cruiser assigned to guard the truck

has a standard issue Gotham PD GPS locator.

It's been stationary the last five minutes.

Looks like that's our location.

Look, we still don't know how to stop Slick, Helena.

Be careful.

Well, I know one thing, if he's off robbing a truck

he's not outside this door.

- That would stand to reason. - It's stuck.

He must have wedged it, shut from the outside.

[dramatic music]

[man] Alright, guys! Let's get these weapons out of the truck.

Let's move!

Bulletproof, bombproof, fireproof..

...but not waterproof.

- Huntress, what's your status? - 'We're in position.'

[Helena] 'And it looks like we got here just in time to crash the party'

Crash?

[crashing]

Hi, boys. Can I play?

[dramatic music]

[all grunting]

Was it good for you? 'Cause it sure is for me.

[intense music]

[gagging]

[gagging]

[grunting]

[Slick screeching]

[Reese coughing]

[sighs]

You okay, kid?

Yeah. Yeah.

Um, I found Dinah.

What, there? Is she okay?

She's fine. She's..

...really great.

Well, then, tell her she's grounded.

I guess this means I'm grounded.

Take the car back. I'll catch up.

Okay.

[coughing]

You alright?

With which part? Hm?

Getting drowned by liquid guy?

Not knowing what's real anymore.

Or getting dehydrated from five hours in a sauna?

This was a slow night.

[exhales sharply]

What the hell am I supposed to do with what I've just seen?

What, j-just forget about it?

If you talk, nobody's gonna believe you.

They will if you come with me.

I can't do that, Reese. That's your world, not mine.

So, then, we're right back where we started.

You don't trust me?

You won't tell me who you are

or why you do...what you do.

Right now, you're asking for more than I can give.

You saved my life, and I'm grateful.

But gratitude is not the same as trust.

Can't you just tell me

who are you?

It's..

...complicated.

Look, Reese..

...sometimes you just have to make the leap..

...let go..

...and believe.

I wish I could.

Well?

- Dinah, I want-- - Helena--

Let me go first.

I told you trust had to be earned, and I was wrong.

Trust is a gift.

You were there for me when it mattered.

For both of us.

And as for the rest of it

it's an act of faith, believing in someone.

I believe in you..

...whatever your name is.

Redmond.

My name is Dinah Redmond.

And I have been lying to you about everything.

My mother left me with foster parents when I was six.

And they taught me to be ashamed of what I was

never to tell anyone..

...to hide it.

Then when I couldn't hide it anymore

they were gonna take me somewhere.

Somewhere to make my powers stop.

And I thought if I told you my real name..

...that you'd call them and they'd take me away.

Dinah, don't you ever want to go home?

Being here with you

it is the only place I have ever

ever felt at home in my entire life.

Come on, kid. Let's see what Alfred left us for dinner.

- You're still grounded. - Absolutely.

[indistinct chatter]

Barbara, what..

I promised I'd make it up to you.

I... I know it's not nearly as romantic, but..

...I thought it might do as an apology.

Definitely.

[both chuckle]

[mellow music]

It was weird, fighting side by side with Reese.

What was it like?

Kind of like a..

...first date.

Yeah, I'd buy that, considering every time

you get next to him, you can't shut up!

"Invisible friend."

[both chuckle]

He's really gotten under your skin, hasn't he?

You know guys don't get to me.

Besides, who has time

for a real relationship, anyway?

Yeah.

You know, I still can't figure it out what did Slick want

with all that firepower?

You said it yourself

it's worth a fortune on the black market.

Yeah. But so are a lot of things, and for a guy like

Slick, most of them are easier to steal.

So you think Slick was just a frontman?

For who?

Helena. What can I do for you?

I've been rethinking this whole

"Do everything by myself" thing, and

I've decided I want to continue therapy

even though I don't have to.

Maybe a little help, sometimes isn't...so bad.

Please...come in.

[instrumental music]

♪ You say ♪

I met a guy.

Why don't you tell me about him?

♪ To see me do it but you don't dare ♪

♪ Even though there's nothing to it and ♪

♪ This town's always gonna think I'm a little crazy ♪

♪ Somebody's always gonna try and label me insane ♪

♪ Funny how I always seem to be the one who's crazy ♪

♪ I just want to live ♪

♪ I don't want to fit ♪

♪ If that makes me crazy then I am ♪♪

[dramatic music]