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Come on, people. Time's a wastin'.

The filtration system that Lucius designed is working.

What you're doing is both unnecessary and it's reckless.

Our supplies of drinking water are at critical levels.

Every day the gangs grow more aggressive.

If I can get a ceasefire, even a temporary one,

then when reunification does happen,

at least there will be people left to save.

They deserve that much.

And does your child deserve a father?

You have no problem taking care of the entire city.

What about focusing on just one life?

Why are you always so ready to put yourself in the crosshairs?

It's like you won't be satisfied until you sacrifice yourself.

-You really believe that? -I do.

And it scares me.

How is this gonna work?

Am I supposed to just stay at home and raise this child with Barbara

while you go cowboying off all the time?

It won't always be like this.

-After reunification-- -Nothing will be different.

-Unless you stop being-- -Me?

Hey, Jim.

-I have to go. We'll talk after. -If there is an after.

Oswald, where the hell is Nygma?

Shouldn't we have left the city already?

Miss Kean, this may come as a surprise,

but building a submarine from scratch by yourself takes time.

-Patience. -Easy for you to say.

You're not a walking egg timer.

Tell 'em to get a move on.

And why exactly are you hosting Gordon's gangland get-together?

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, my dear.

If we're really going to leave Gotham, we need to keep Gordon happy.

You know all about that, don't you?

It was a momentary slip.

The world was on fire.

Jim, it's your show.

I'll make this short.

Gotham is running dry.

Our supply of clean water will only last a few more months.

So you have a choice.

You can keep killing each other, fighting over what little water is left,

maybe eke out a few more months, then die.

Or we can all agree right now to an immediate ceasefire.

Government will not annex a war zone.

If we can show them that we deserve to rejoin the mainland,

the supply chain will be restored and we will all survive until reunification.

That's the choice.

Life or death.

Your call.

No way!

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- All right. - All right, do it.

Weapons down!

Get back!

Jim, you see where the shooter was?

Jim!

Oh, my God!

Get back!

You're gonna be all right.

It's bad. We gotta move him, now.

Clinic's too far.

ME's office. Alvarez, come on, help.

On it.

All right, get back.

Get back!

Well, did not see that coming.

What made you choose this, of all places, for a scavenging mission?

Just trust me, okay?

What the hell?

Sit.

Wow. Candles.

If I didn't know any better, I'd say this was a date.

Maybe it is.

That okay with you?

Maybe.

Good.

So, let's eat.

Lee, it's Jim.

He's lost a lot of blood. Can you save him?

Come with me.

Doc says he's gonna be okay.

He's gonna pull through.

But until then, I'm acting captain.

Now, the gangs in this city

think this is their time, that they can run wild.

They are dead wrong.

I want us to take to the streets. It is show of force time.

We ain't gonna give them an inch.

Harper, I want you to organize patrol teams.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna find out who shot my partner.

The bullet shattered against a rib.

We have to get all the fragments out.

I haven't done general surgery since med school.

There.

There's an exit wound, so the rest must have gone through.

I need to sew him up. Can you get my kit?

Right away.

Come on, Jim.

You can do this. You have to fight.

You hear me?

You have to fight.

Order in the court.

James Gordon.

You have been brought here to be judged for your many crimes,

and your very life hangs in the balance.

Do you understand?

No, I--

The defendant understands and waives his right to appeal.

The trial of James Gordon will now begin.

No! Wait!

That was the best canned meal I have ever had.

And if this was a date,

I don't know how you're gonna top it when everything gets back to normal.

I don't think things are ever gonna be normal.

For me, anyways.

What do you mean?

Wayne Manor is gone.

And I know that a lot of people lost a lot more,

but part of me wonders if it wasn't fate.

It wasn't. It was Jeremiah blowing up your house.

Maybe it's time to move on.

You mean, like, leave Gotham?

Bruce, forget Wayne Manor. This city is your home.

And how many terrible things have happened to it because of me?

Galavan,

Ra's al Ghul...

If this city really is my home,

then maybe the best thing I can do for it is leave.

I have to say,

I kind of agree with you on that one...

Billionaire Boy.

Jim Gordon's blood on my floor.

Ugh. Olga! Why is the help never around when you need them?

This could be good for us. You especially.

Are you serious?

Your baby daddy is the top cop in Gotham.

A dead Jim Gordon is the only way you can hold on to your little bundle of joy.

Harvey, how is our dear--

Who the hell did it?

If I find out it was you, I swear to God--

It wasn't me! I merely supplied the venue.

At your boss's request!

That doesn't mean squat.

Fine! You wanna know who's to blame?

James Gordon!

He invited every criminal in Gotham.

What did he think was gonna happen?

How about you, huh?

When did you two become so buddy-buddy?

Maybe when you hatched up a plan so you could keep that baby for yourself.

Harvey, whatever you think of me,

I did not plot to kill my child's father.

Well, someone here did!

Someone in this room shot Jim Gordon,

and I'm not leaving till I find out who it was.

Wrong! The shooter was not here.

Look at the window, stupid. The shot came from outside.

If the shooter was there,

the trajectory was here,

Jim was...

Then the bullet...

Uh-huh.

I'm gonna find out who this was.

And when I do, there's gonna be hell to pay.

Harvey...

Is there anything I can do?

Yeah. You can keep the gangs from tearing the city apart.

-What do you want? -You, I will deal with later.

I'm here for you.

I need you to come with me.

Why would I do that?

Because you love me so much.

Not yet, but you will.

- Don't mess with him, Ivy. - Protecting your boyfriend?

That's cute.

But I thought that might happen, so...

I brought a friend.

I stumbled across this charming man on the way over here.

And apparently, you two know each other.

Leave her out of this!

I know I heard you talking about the future of Gotham.

But Gotham will be what I decide.

A green world.

Won't that be beautiful?

Gorgeous.

Bruce and I have to go.

You always did think you were better than me.

But without my plants, you never would have left your bed.

I made you strong again.

Think about that

while my friend is cutting out your heart.

There are so many things I wish I could say to you.

So many things I wish we could do.

This can't be the end.

Come on, Jim.

Talk to me.

Say something.

Speak...

No.

This isn't right. I shouldn't be here. You have to listen to me.

Silence!

The prosecution will now give its opening remarks.

Your Honor, Jim Gordon's crimes are a matter of public record.

He's failed Gotham at every turn.

He failed to clean up the city.

Failed to stop the bridges from being destroyed.

Failed to protect those poor, innocent souls

in the refuge he himself created.

Haven.

I tried.

- I did the best-- - Silence!

One more outburst and you will be held in contempt.

I'm hurt.

I need help, please!

Continue.

The issue here

is not how many people have died because of Jim Gordon,

but how many more must die in order to satisfy his need to be a hero.

Therefore, we pose one simple question.

Are the people in Jim Gordon's life

better off with him alive,

or dead?

I think I'm dying.

Prosecution would like to call its first witness, Your Honor.

Dr. Lee Thompkins.

Come on, Jim. Hold on.

How is he?

Touch and go.

He's stable for now.

I removed all the bullet fragments, but something keeps pulling him down.

Where are the fragments?

What is it?

"VZ."

Victor Zsasz.

Okey dokey.

Time to boogie.

Hey, I'm only here for Gordon.

All of you, stay down.

I see anyone, and, you know...

Bang.

Now, I heard you were looking for Jim Gordon.

Uh-huh.

Listen, I know we have history.

Let's just let bygones be bygones.

Yeah, right.

You did this to my face.

Whatever.

It's not like you were much of a looker before anyway.

Ivy says you hurt her feelings. Why would you do that?

She's so sweet.

Ivy didn't make me strong.

I made me strong.

Tell me where she took Bruce.

The only reason I'm not ending you right now

is the thought of the look on your face when Jim Gordon walks through that door,

because he's alive, you son of a bitch.

What did you eat?

You smell like a butcher.

You know, I'm vegan now.

Why kill Jim now?

Makes no sense. He saved your miserable ass.

He prevented Penguin from executing you.

If anyone, you should be going after Cobblepot.

Yeah, that's a good point. Maybe I'll do him next.

It's kind of not up to me.

You're working for someone.

Sorry.

I want a name!

What's in a name?

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

You know, I'm really taking the time to stop and smell the roses these days.

Like, actual roses.

They're great.

-Are you high? -On love.

But like I said,

my lips are sealed.

Ivy Pepper.

You said it, not me.

Uh, I'm technically not allowed to say it, her name.

Which is such a bummer, because it's the most beautiful name in the world.

-You watch him. -I could say it all day.

Maybe I will say it all day.

Ivy. Ivy Pepper.

Mrs. Ivy Pepper Zsasz. Oh, that sounds good.

Here you are, Ms. Thompkins. Careful. It's a little bit hot.

Forgive me, but I heard on the grapevine

that you and Captain Gordon had a rather heated exchange this morning.

Oh, God.

Was it that bad?

Apparently, it was like a session at the Italian Parliament.

You have misgivings about the arrival of this child, don't you?

What am I getting myself into, Alfred?

How am I supposed to raise a child alongside a psychopath like Barbara Kean?

I mean, how the hell is this gonna work?

But that's not all of it.

If Jim and I are gonna do this, then we have to do it together.

You know how he is.

I don't know what's going on inside that man's head sometimes.

I think you'll find that he needs you a lot more than he's letting on.

Well, I need to hear it from him.

I never thought that this was how my life was gonna be.

I had no interest in being a father myself.

I always presumed that I was unfit to be one.

And then I found myself,

one night, staring down an alley at this little boy

quite literally shaking with fear.

I don't know, it's funny what life throws at you.

I'm keenly aware that I am not Master Bruce's flesh and blood,

but it's the moments,

the little things like...

Like when he uses a skill that I once taught him.

Or we laugh at a joke that only he and I share.

Those have been some of the most ecstatic moments of my life.

Nothing can possibly prepare you for that joy.

The hows and the whats,

you'll figure that stuff out.

What matters is this.

You'll be an exquisite mother.

And that child, he or she, will be extraordinary,

because of you.

Thank you, Alfred.

Jim, can you hear me?

I'm right here, right next to you.

Can you feel me?

-Lee... -Dr. Lee Thompkins.

You suffered at this man's hands more than anyone.

Broken heart,

broken engagement,

a lost child.

And yet, you're still with him.

I love him.

For all the pain he's caused you,

would your life be better, could it not still be better,

without Jim Gordon?

Answer the question.

- Lee? - I'll ask it a different way.

Would you, Dr. Lee Thompkins,

be better off if Jim Gordon were dead?

I'm sorry.

Everything he touches dies.

Prosecution rests, Your Honor.

You made her say that.

I didn't make her say anything.

Ask them.

Who are they?

More people who trusted you.

Who believed you when you said you would protect them.

They're from Haven.

I think I'm dying.

And isn't it about time?

The verdict's in.

You're guilty.

Hey, Jeff, listen to me.

One day you're gonna meet someone who's gonna totally change your life.

And it's gonna make you happy.

And you deserve it.

Or not.

Is she here? She's here, isn't she?

Sweetie...

All I asked of you

was to kill Jim Gordon.

You're not angry, are you? 'Cause I'll do it. I'll do it right now.

I'll do it.

You keep the cops busy.

Luckily, the other part of my plan is coming together nicely.

Lucius!

Bruce!

I had no idea you were stopping by.

I wanted to check on your progress.

Well, the toxicity levels in this river continue to drop.

At this point, we'll be under the threshold mandated by the government

sooner than expected.

It's not glamorous work, but we are helping to save the lives

of thousands of people.

People. Ugh.

I'm sorry, did you just say, "People. Ugh"?

Lucius, what if I were to tell you I have in my possession

the most intoxicating perfume you'll ever smell?

I would tell you that's an abrupt change of topic.

Can we go back to the part where you said, "People. Ugh"?

Mmm.

Oh, my goodness!

Lucius, Ivy sent me here to get you to shut down the plant.

Can you do that for her?

For Ivy?

Anything.

She is so great.

Raise your glasses.

I called you all here today because Jim Gordon is at death's door.

For years, he has hounded us, beaten us,

shot us, and today he got his due.

To Jim Gordon. May he rot in hell!

What exactly are you doing?

I'm trying to keep the city from ripping itself apart.

So, this has nothing to do with your feelings for Jim?

What if Ed fails and we are stuck here?

This will put us in Gordon's good graces.

Consider it a backup plan.

Listen up.

Now to the real reason I brought you all here.

I want you to agree to an immediate truce.

And what if instead, we shoot you and take your club?

I don't think so.

See, those drinks I just gave you?

They're poisoned.

And you had two shots before everyone got here.

So that should be taking effect around...

Now.

The rest of you have 48 hours before you'll need the antidote,

which I will deliver to you, provided you go back to your territories,

play nice, and send me all your guns. Deal?

I said, deal?

Now get out of here!

Hmm.

Jim will be so pleased.

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

Isn't that right, Pengy?

Once I reverse the system,

all the toxin we pulled from the river will be re-released,

and the overload should destroy the filters.

In a matter of minutes, the entire facility will be inoperable.

Perfect.

Ivy's gonna be so happy.

You think so?

Security breach. Zone one.

That's odd.

Selina.

I'll take care of her.

Okay.

All right, listen up.

I know you're probably familiar with Ivy Pepper.

In fact, you were probably here when she hypnotized the whole freaking precinct.

Okay? She is on the loose,

and we've got to find her and take her down.

Actually, fellas, she's already here.

That's right. Ivy came to free me.

That is true love for you.

She really understands what makes me tick.

Don't worry, though.

I'm just a distraction

so she can finish off Jim once and for all.

You know, that's how great couples work.

Maybe I shouldn't have told you that.

Oh, well.

I'm sorry, Ms. Thompkins.

I know. Go. Thank you, Alfred.

Come on, Jim, can you hear me?

Stay with me.

Stay with me, Jim.

Jim.

You want a drink? Alvarez makes a hell of a Mai Tai.

I can barely feel my face.

Harvey, what is this?

It's your wake.

Pretty nice turnout, huh?

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ Which nobody can deny ♪

Wake?

I'm not dead yet.

Well, it'd be a little bit of a bummer to have it after you die, don't you think?

I'm gonna have a kid, Harvey.

How do I protect that child when everything around me dies?

Harvey?

That's a good question.

-Will. -You said I'd be safe in Haven.

I trusted you.

I know. I did my best.

Your best never seems good enough.

It's time to go.

No, no, no. Jim.

Where's my adrenaline?

Well, it looks like Victor succeeded after all.

I guess I'll have to settle for killing you.

I can tell you one thing.

I am sick and tired of getting shot at in my own precinct.

What the bloody hell's going on? I thought you had this lunatic locked up.

Ivy broke him out and gave him an arsenal.

But I have an idea. I got to get to the storeroom. Give me cover.

Alvarez! Go!

Why are you doing this? What has Jim ever done to you?

Gotham has a chance to be born anew.

To return to what it was,

before people ripped down the trees and paved over the earth.

He's trying to reunify with the mainland to save all these people.

A return to filth.

Pollution.

He's fighting for death.

While I promise life

in its purest form.

Is that your plan?

To have the plants take over Gotham by killing Jim?

Killing Gordon's just the first part.

Bruce Wayne is taking care of the rest.

-For what it's worth, I'm sorry. -For what?

This pain is nothing

compared to what you are about to feel.

Say goodbye to Jim Gordon for me.

No, no, no! No!

Jim!

Selina, you're wasting your time.

Bruce, you have to snap out of Ivy's spell. This is not you.

You're wrong. Ivy's given me a purpose.

Stop! Stop! I don't wanna fight you.

What are you gonna do? Kill everything in Gotham?

The toxins will only kill all the people.

The plants will adapt. They always do.

Can you hear what that sounds like?

Yeah. It sounds great!

I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

You don't care about Gotham. You're gonna leave anyway.

What about the rest of us, huh?

The ones who are gonna be stuck here without you?

Selina.

Selina, I'm okay.

Bruce, I'm so sorry.

-We gotta stop Lucius. Come on. -Okay.

Lucius, you have to stop the shutdown.

Oh, no, I can't do that.

Ivy would be so mad.

Listen to me. I used Ivy's perfume to hypnotize you.

-She's using you. -No!

Ivy would never do that.

We're perfectly bonded,

like carbon and oxygen, or hydrogen and oxygen.

We do not have time for this.

I'm sorry.

There.

-Ugh, you kicked me in the head! -I didn't have a choice, Lucius.

Bruce, where's Ivy?

She was headed to the GCPD.

I wonder what Ivy's doing right now.

Hey, lover boy.

Are you serious right now?

As a heart attack.

What an idiot.

Oh...

Oh, that felt good.

Come on, Jim! You fight for everyone else, you never give up.

Fight for yourself, Jim. Come on.

It's time.

Jim.

Lee.

-Is that... -Yes.

Do you wanna...

I don't know.

I don't know that I can.

Oh, I see.

No!

Goodbye, Jim.

No, I wanna live! I wanna live!

I wanna live!

It's too late.

No, I wanna live!

- Lee... - Don't move.

Don't move.

How do you feel?

Like I almost died.

Well, you didn't.

-You're fine. You came back to me. -'Cause I need you.

Lee, this child...

It's okay.

It's okay to be scared.

The only thing scarier than doing this is doing it without you.

Can I ask you something?

- He seems nervous. - I know.

He should be thrilled.

Marrying a woman who's smarter and better looking than him.

Selina, while we were fighting,

when I was hypnotized, you talked about me leaving Gotham--

Quiet.

Here she comes.

You may sit.

I'm just gonna say, this isn't gonna be some long, drawn-out tearful affair

like you all are used to. Okay?

This is gonna be a short wedding. I'm gonna try and make it quick,

so we can all get to the bar. Okay?

I first met a young Jim Gordon when he was

a pain in the ass, moralistic rookie detective.

In the years since, he'e evolved into

a pain in the ass, moralistic captain.

I'd say he's my best friend.

But in truth, he's my only friend.

So we'll skip that.

Uh, on to Lee.

Lee's always had his back.

Except for the time when she was infected with the crazy-making virus

and she tried to kill him.

But that's love.

But I will say,

if there's one beautiful thing that's happened over these last few crazy years,

it's that these two people met each other.

And that truly is a beautiful thing.

Jim, will you please take Lee's hand?

Do you, Jim Gordon, take Lee Thompkins to be

your lawfully wedded wife,

to have and to hold,

from this day forward,

for better, for worse,

for richer, for poorer,

in sickness and in health,

to love and cherish till death do you part?

I do.

And you, Lee Thompkins? Do you do the same?

Sure, Harvey.

I do.

By the power vested in me

by absolutely no one,

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

What?

And now Jim Gordon and Lee Thompkins

are man and wife.

Thank God you held this city together so that this blessed event could take place.

It was never gonna work.

What?

Controlling the gangs was not a backup plan.

You saw a chance to convince James Gordon that you had changed.

But he will never see you as anything

but a dangerous woman keeping his child from him.

Then I'd best be long gone before he can do anything about it.

He will hunt you till the ends of the earth.

Let him.