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My name is Oliver Queen.

After five years in hell, I returned home with only one goal,

to save my city.

But my old approach wasn't enough.

I had to become someone else.

I had to become something else.

I had to become the Green Arrow.

Previously on Arrow...

The media's been calling them the Ghosts.

They're like nothing we'd ever seen before.

Anytime we get too close to one of them,

they off themselves with cyanide.

Darhk's Ghosts, they're H.I.V.E.

An organization called H.I. V.E. killed my brother.

Taking Lyla, that was your idea, Oliver.

In front of our daughter.

You didn't just lose my friendship. You lost my respect.

Thea, whatever is going on with you,

the League, they'll know what to do.

We're going to Nanda Parbat.

Why are we not telling my brother?

Because you're not the only reason for us going to Nanda Parbat.

Need a hand, John?

I'm good. Varsity track, all-state, 100 meters.

Dig?

Felicity, you know where that son of a bitch went?

He vanished. We call them Ghosts for a reason.

But I got air support coming in on Number Two.

I got him.

Oliver?

- Oliver? - He's all right, Felicity.

We need eyes back on our target.

I'll give you one better than that.

Twenty feet ahead, I got one gift wrapped for you.

Feels like old times, the three of us.

The OGs, the original gangstas.

You're not checking out without answering a few questions first.

Where can I find H.I.V.E.? Who's behind the Ghosts?

Answer me!

Dig?

Now, he's gone.

Damn it!

We needed more boots on the ground, Oliver.

Thea and Laurel picked a fine day for a spa treatment.

I don't think Thea would be much help in the state of mind she's in.

Where the hell did they go anyway?

I really enjoy sparring with you, Nyssa.

- I'm not sparring. - I know.

That's what makes it so much fun.

You know I would show you no mercy if given the opportunity.

That's why I take great care not to give you the opportunity.

Next time, I'll take your head off.

My liege, two foreigners are here.

One of them claims to be the daughter of Ra's al Ghul.

No. I am his daughter.

What a pleasant surprise.

Sister-in-law.

What brings you to Nanda Parbat?

They have a coffin with them, my liege.

A coffin?

I want you to bring my sister back to life.

No.

You took her life away from her. It is your obligation to bring her back.

I have no obligations in this house.

You don't get to waltz in here and demand a cup of tea, let alone this.

Thea wasn't dead.

- Sara is. - Thanks to you.

What you are asking for hasn't been done in ages past.

Even then, only in legend.

Which is why I did not ask my father to use the Pit to save Sara after she fell.

Even if Sara went into the Pit, even if it worked,

who, what came out of the Pit would not be Sara.

Laurel, I am sorry, truly sorry.

But, of course, my answer is no.

Okay, I know that was kind of a bust,

but wasn't it fun having the original "Team Arrow" back together?

- You shouldn't have. - Got that off one of the Ghosts.

It's where they hide their cyanide capsules.

Looks like an upper left bicuspid.

There was a very brief time

where I envisioned a future for myself as a dental hygienist.

The best lead we've gotten in the last three months.

It'll take the DNA sequencer a little bit of time,

so I was thinking margaritas while we wait.

You remember that place we went after we took down the Dodger?

Oh. What do you say?

It's been a while since it was just the three of us.

I got a family to get back to.

I guess he just needs more time.

Time hasn't been doing anything. Apologies haven't.

What're you saying?

I'm saying that I'm done waiting for him to come around.

Work faster!

Like a fish to water.

What did you say?

People gossip.

They say that you're a rich kid who got shipwrecked here.

Bossing people around, giving orders.

It must feel just like home to you.

We got a runner!

Hey, watch your field.

Hey! Come on, man. Let's do this the easy way.

Yeah! That's the way.

Well, what are you gonna do? Talk him into surrendering?

That's how you do it.

Who are you?

Definitely not someone who deserves to be shot.

Your wife and kid are out, by the way.

Who are you?

Relax.

I'm a friendly.

You're A.R.G.U.S.?

He can read. Lyla sent me.

My wife left the agency seven months ago. She couldn't have sent you anywhere.

She asked back when she was still with the agency.

Took me a while because, well, favors

aren't exactly at the top of my to-do list.

Here, ID on whoever hired Floyd Lawton to do a hit back in '09.

"Mina Fayad"?

Where can I find her?

Well, that's the best part. TSA flagged her coming in last night.

Flew in from Markovia.

I'll contact you with her location.

Ah. Ms. Fayad. You brought a guest.

As instructed.

Not by me.

The vigilante problem in this city is greater than anticipated.

Your partners in H.I.V.E. asked me to take steps.

You don't exactly look like a problem solver. What do you do?

I play cards, mostly.

Perhaps a demonstration.

Funny you should mention. I happen to have just the problem.

My operatives are under orders to choose death before capture.

This gentleman chose wrongly.

They got to me before I could take the countermeasure.

He's also prone to excuses, which I find tiresome.

That was good.

Ooh.

That one was free.

Taking out the Green Arrow and his friends,

that'll cost.

Deal.

I'm not giving up.

I'm never giving up.

Because you're thinking only of yourself.

I expected your support.

I was counting on it.

Then you never really knew me at all.

The Pit gave my father a long life.

Longer than what was natural and much longer than he deserved.

But he paid a dark price for it.

A price Thea is no doubt paying now.

I wouldn't wish it on my most bitter enemy, let alone my beloved.

I don't know if the Pit can bring her back.

And Malcolm's right.

I don't know what Sara will be like if it does.

But what I do know is that I have to try.

To what end?

To have your sister returned to you a monster?

Her spirit, the part that we both love,

that's the part that I have to believe will come back.

You're not doing this out of love, you're doing this out of grief.

I miss Sara, too.

But she is gone, Laurel.

Forever.

I have accepted it.

I think it's time you did, too.

Still wishing you were a dental hygienist?

More like a molecular biologist.

You see this?

No.

In my defense, I flunked biology.

Well, I got an A-plus,

and I still have no idea what the hell is going on here.

This DNA has half of the genetic markers that it should have, half.

How's that possible?

It's not. This guy should be nothing more than a pile of goo.

What now?

Robbery at a parts store, Litchfield Ave.

- Call Dig. Tell him I'll meet him there. - Ah!

Hold ups are a little below your pay grade.

You sure you don't want the S.C.P.D. to handle this one?

How effective have the police been in solving the city's problems recently?

That's a good point.

John's still not answering his phone.

I'll be fine.

Still, I don't like you going out there without backup.

I'm not. I have you.

That restraint you showed back there,

- bury it. - Here.

Violence is the only thing these losers understand.

The guys out here who can't handle that,

they either wash out or end up doing the product,

both of which are fast-tracks to a bullet in the head.

The product.

Reiter hasn't told me a lot about it.

He calls it Slam, genetically modified hybrid,

one part heroin poppy, one part coca leaf.

Get you higher than the Empire State.

Conklin.

We got a problem. Some Slam's missing, a whole cake.

The runner was just a distraction.

Any idea who did it?

All right then, round them up!

What are you gonna do?

I told you, only one thing these losers respond to.

Get on the ground.

Thanks for coming, by the way.

Ms. Fayad wasn't sure it would work,

but I knew you couldn't turn down a good old fashioned robbery.

Are you ready to call this yet?

Now you can call it.

Game's not over yet.

Are you all right?

Aside from the fact that you won't help my friends?

I wouldn't be helping Sara, as you know more than anyone.

What gave me away?

When I was cautioning Laurel about the effects of the Pit,

I saw the look on your face.

You're feeling it, aren't you?

The blood lust.

What's happening to me?

The Pit contains traces of the souls

of all the men and women who have bathed in its waters.

And what those waters restore they can also take. Life for life.

What are you saying?

That you need to feed this impulse.

Give in to it.

Once you do, it will subside for a time.

Okay.

I'll just go on a killing spree.

Thank you for the fatherly advice.

Can you just, for a second, pretend to be a normal father?

Can you do that, Dad?

Do you have anything remotely normal to offer me?

All right.

There is something, high in the mountains, a man.

Some call him a sage.

He has a way with the ancient arts of healing.

He may be able to help you with this, though I am not sure.

Does that qualify as being normal?

Normal enough.

Get some rest.

We'll start at first light.

- This hurt? - Yeah, it stings.

Good. That's what you get for trying to take on a meta all by yourself.

- A meta? - Yeah!

Turns out, Central City is missing one.

A Jeremy Tell. Cisco says we should call him "Double Down."

Which doesn't exactly make sense,

since he was getting a tattoo when the dark matter wave hit.

You missed quite a show, tonight.

Sorry I couldn't help out. It's a long story.

Oh, my God. It is not a long story. It is the shortest story in history.

Two guys go take on criminals without asking for backup

and nearly get killed in the process.

You know, I haven't said anything up till now,

because I was hoping that the two of you

would remove your heads from your own asses

without assistance. Turns out, I was wrong.

Hey, Felicity...

No, no, no. This is the part where I talk and you two listen.

The both of you nearly got killed out there tonight

because you didn't have each other's backs.

That was a one-time deal, Felicity. It won't happen again.

I absolutely agree.

Because the two of you are going to sit down here

until you have resolved your issues.

Do we have an understanding?

- Hey... - Do we have an understanding?

Yeah.

I'm gonna take this to a guy at Palmer Tech

to find out how some lunatic meta turns tattoos into lethal weapons.

If you two haven't figured out your issues by the time I get back,

I'm gonna find a bunch of Mirakuru soldiers to knock some sense into you.

It's been months, man.

And I don't know how many apologies...

I mean, John, you're a forgiving person.

Oliver, this isn't about forgiveness, man.

I don't know how to move forward with this, us.

Doing what we do.

- We've worked fine since I got back. - We've got lucky.

Oliver, there was a time I would've taken a bullet for you.

And I don't know if I would do that now.

Which means that even when we're out there, we are not out there together.

You crossed a line, man.

And the fact that you could do that again sits in the back of my head somewhere.

I get it! I get it.

I understand that I crossed a line.

I understand that I lost your trust.

What I do not understand is why you won't give me a chance to earn it back.

You think this meta tonight is connected to Darhk?

I don't know. Uh...

He mentioned a new player, a woman.

Fayad.

We need to go.

Where?

Some place where I'm gonna try to trust you again.

I like to think of all of us as a team.

Teammates need to trust each other.

Right now, I'm having a little difficulty doing that.

I want y'all to tell me who stole the product,

or else this man right here is gonna eat a bullet.

Nobody?

Let's try this again.

Hey, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

You said that violence is the only thing these people respond to.

Doesn't seem to be working.

Well, what do you have in mind, harsh language?

I've been on this island three years. I've learned some things.

About what?

Pain.

- Uh-oh. - "Uh-oh"?

Those aren't the words you wanna say when your CEO walks into a room.

Well, technically, "uh" and "oh" aren't words, they're interjections...

Please tell me these are the prototypes for our new world-changing technology.

Since I'm inventing them, wouldn't that make them my...

What is this?

Contact lenses with built-in HD displays.

Ooh, That's impressive and fast.

- How much would they sell for? - 100,000.

- $100,000? - Per lens.

Hmm.

Everything okay?

Yeah, my phone just keeps acting up. Need to restart it.

Ooh!

Ah!

This is an autonomous communications device.

Which is great, except for the fact that it spontaneously explodes.

Okay, maybe you need something to get your mind off all this.

Like a little side project, clear your head.

Like gambling?

I need a full workup.

It's possible it's made out of some sort of bio-organic material.

I need to know everything that you can find out about it.

Strange. These edges.

It doesn't look mass manufactured. Where'd you find it?

Casino.

- You gamble? - Oh, yeah! All the time. Poker's my jam.

It ruined an outside flush for me. I think my opponent was cheating.

So, you want me to check it for evidence of marking or something?

Yeah, anything strange, out of the ordinary.

Like you playing poker?

I will check back in on you later.

- Oh, and, uh, Ms. Smoak? - Mmm?

There's no such thing as an "outside flush" in poker.

That's probably why I lost.

You remember Russia?

Two years ago, when we got Lyla out of that prison?

Of course.

That night, Lawton told me that my brother

was not collateral damage in a hit gone bad.

That he was the target.

And that Lawton was hired by an organization called H.I.V.E.

The other week you reacted

when I said that Ra's called Darhk's men a "hive" of operatives.

Mmm-hmm.

Could be a coincidence.

I don't think so.

Last page.

That woman hired Lawton to kill my brother.

And I'm betting she hired that meta that tried to take you out.

- Based on what? - Her name is Mina Fayad.

Two years and you didn't tell me.

We have more in common than you think.

Oliver, that's my first legitimate lead.

I have to find her.

Ms. Fayad hired you for one job, one.

Against my objections and only because my associates

are anxious to progress to Phase Three.

We shouldn't talk about Genesis...

Don't lecture me about secrecy.

Particularly on the same night that you were just compromised.

I...

In the same night that I lost good men in the name of protecting you.

- Damien. - Mr. Darhk!

I think I require another demonstration.

You want me to kill her now?

Show me.

Try to kill me.

I kill you, I still get paid?

Do it.

What are you?

Ms. Fayad,

many members of H.I.V.E., they consider me to be a charlatan.

That this, this is a parlor trick,

sleight of hand.

This demonstration was for you, Mr. Tell.

Just in case you have any doubt as to how I process disappointment.

How do you feel?

How do...

How do I feel?

Oh, my God.

There is no sage.

There is no cure.

There never was.

I'm sorry.

You will be compelled to kill until you've slain the one who hurt you.

But I can't. Okay, Ra's is already dead.

Then the only way to cope is to indulge the blood lust on others.

So you...

You set your men up to be slaughtered?

You will not feel the hunger to kill again for weeks.

No need to thank me.

There is nothing I wouldn't do to help my daughter.

I hope we learned a lesson of the benefits of trusting our friends with our problems.

You mean, like your boyfriend?

You're supposed to be more evolved than him.

- Hmm? - Sorry, but he is.

- Can we find her? - No.

She's not coming up on any of our traffic or security cams.

But I think I have the next best thing, her cell phone. Or at least

the one that followed her through airport security on the way to Star City.

Where's her phone now?

Redmond and 8th.

So, which fancy private school you pick this up in?

Learned it here.

Three years on this island, and I have been hurt every way you can imagine.

I know what kills,

I know what cripples,

and what just hurts.

Stop! Stop.

He didn't take the drugs.

I did.

You're working us too hard, and some of the other prisoners are hurt.

I wanted to give them something for the pain.

And where's the Slam now?

It's all used up.

And I'm not going to tell you by who,

so if you're going to kill me, just get on with it.

Suit yourself.

Wait, wait, wait.

You've already executed one prisoner today.

How's Reiter gonna feel about you exterminating his work force?

Oh, I think he'll make an exception for a thief.

Or I just make her disappear.

Take her someplace.

They'll never find the body.

All right, take her.

Keep them company.

- Wake up. Wake up, we need to go. - What?

It was a mistake to come here.

- Thea. - Stay the hell away from me.

Thea, what's wrong?

He's not gonna help Sara, and he's not gonna help me.

- Thea! - Don't talk to me.

- I was only trying to help you... - Help me?

Yeah, that's funny on more than a few levels.

My favorite is you are the reason why I am like this in the first place.

I know.

I will not kill people.

I won't.

Just stay out of my life and the hell away from me.

We are bound together, forever.

You and me, father and daughter.

Let me prove it to you.

How?

I am responsible for Sara's death.

Yet, I have the means to make it right, or at least try to.

Do you think, after knowing what that Pit has done to me,

that I would let that happen to Sara?

I think if you are truly sincere in fighting your blood lust,

you would offer the same to Sara.

What are you saying?

That I am willing to heal my daughter's conscience

by restoring your sister's life.

That we should prepare Sara's body for the ceremony.

I'm still getting a ping off Ms. Fayad's cell phone.

Ten feet ahead.

John.

It was my first chance for answers.

My last chance.

- I'm sorry. - Don't be, Oliver.

This isn't your fault. It's mine.

I should've trusted you. Told you about this forever ago.

If I had, she wouldn't have gotten away from me earlier.

Would be alive enough now for some answers.

We're gonna get answers.

Oliver, I haven't been able to get answers for more than two years now.

For more than two years, you've been doing this alone.

You want me to take a look at your phone for you, Ms. Smoak?

I think we've reached the point in our working relationship

where you can call me Felicity.

Have you ever considered how ironic your name is?

"Felicity" refers to the ability to find appropriate expression for one's thoughts,

which is not exactly something you're particularly good at.

Yeah. You're right. Let's stick with Ms. Smoak.

Any luck on our playing card?

Yeah, it's actually right there, Felic... Uh, Ms. Smoak.

- Mmm-hmm. - Except it's not a playing card at all.

Now, in my experience,

playing cards don't contain motor proteins and proprioceptors

and a neural net.

The responsible thing to do

would be to get this back to its rightful owner.

Is there any way to track him down?

Well, if you tell me the truth about where you got it from,

that could speed along the process.

I did tell you the truth.

I did. Now, tracking the owner?

You see this ink here, for lack of a better word?

It's magnetite, which is the key component to tattoo ink.

- You don't say. - I do.

I also say that magnetite happens to guide the internal compass of birds,

specifically homing pigeons.

So is it possible to use the magnetite in the card to get a location on our, um,

poker player?

Theoretically. Though, if your hypothetical poker opponent

has a deck full of these cards, he'll probably be able to find you faster.

Curtis, we have to...

I'm gonna make you two a deal.

The first one to tell me where you can find the Green Arrow

gets to live.

- Green Arrow? - I have a better idea.

Run!

Ms. Smoak, I really need to know what's going on here.

Does the board of directors know there's a secret elevator in the building?

- Since when are you such a bad ass? - Since always.

- Okay, I have multiple questions. - Okay.

Obviously, there's a very long explanation to this.

The short version is that I work with the Green Arrow.

This man is trying to kill me, well, us, sorry.

And I'm taking us down to the only place that we're gonna be safe.

- The lobby? - Not exactly.

You have a hidden floor.

We should be safe here, but just in case.

I think I know where I can find the Green Arrow.

Which means that offer about not killing you is off the table.

Stay here, do not move.

- You know how to use that thing? - No.

Curtis? Curtis?

- Felicity? - I'm here. I'm here. I'm okay.

What happened?

Your meta came back to retrieve his ace of spades.

And you fended him off?

Don't sound so surprised.

Okay, I had a little bit of help from a co-worker, but to be honest,

- he was more freaked out than I was. - Is he all right?

Yes, he's fine. I sent him to Starling General.

And he only knows about my secret, not yours.

If he can trace the cards back here,

can we use the cards to trace back to him?

That is exactly what Curtis, my freaked-out co-worker,

was doing when...

I got something.

He's headed for the Star City expressway.

Probably hightailing his way back to Central City.

Too bad he's not gonna make it.

I will see you all dead before I let you do this.

Laurel, please. Don't.

Are you sure you wanna do this?

Just keep going.

Wait, what's wrong?

I told you. The Pit has never been used for...

No, wait.

Look.

Sara?

Hold her!

Sara! Sara!

Sara, it's okay.

You're gonna be okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

You guys are a special kind of stupid.

I was gonna blow town, call it a draw.

Not until you tell us about your employer.

Where's H.I.V.E.? Who's behind the Ghosts? Tell me!

You know what your problem is?

You don't scare me half as much as he does.

Look out!

- You okay? - Yeah. Kevlar held.

You took a bullet for me.

They were meta-human tattoo playing cards.

Still counts, Oliver. Still counts.

To OTA.

Original Team Arrow.

Sorry. I know you hate it when I call us that.

It's growing on me.

Cisco has our meta in lockup at Iron Heights.

Yeah. We still can't get any intel. He's too afraid of Damien Darhk.

So am I. What are the odds that Double Down

told Darhk about Lair 2.0?

Enough that we should start thinking about Lair 3.0.

I've been working on something.

- Really? - Yeah.

Thought you would've learned your lesson about keeping secrets from friends.

It's not a secret.

It's a surprise.

You enjoyed that, didn't you?

Torturing that man.

You don't even know what his name is.

- Walk faster. - Elias.

That was his name, Elias.

- Faster. - I'm in no rush to get to my death.

I'm trying to put some distance between us.

- Between us and Richards? - No. Between us and...

Between us and the landmine.

Listen to me. I am not going to kill you.

But you need to trust me, or we're both dead. Do you understand?

- Yes. - Okay.

Hey.

You okay?

Well, the only thing wounded is my workspace.

Oh, and if Mr. Dennis asks,

please just tell him that all this happened

because an experiment I was running had an unforeseen outcome.

Thank you for not letting him know

that there is a secret lair in the basement.

I'm a full service employee.

You seem pretty calm for a guy who nearly got killed by a meta-human.

Ms. Smoak, I came to Palmer Tech

so I can help make this city a better place.

Can you even imagine how excited I am

to know that my boss is doing exactly that?

Well, you really helped out, Curtis.

The Green Arrow... We couldn't have done it without you.

Ms. Smoak, is everything okay?

I don't know.

It's okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Dad's not gonna believe it.

He's gonna be so happy when he sees you.

- Laurel? - It's fine.

The same thing happened to you when you first came out of the Pit.

She's just taking longer.

- It's probably because she was... - Laurel, we are in uncharted waters here.

I suggest you prepare yourself for the worst.

My liege, something has happened.

What have you done?

My father was not a trusting man.

He devised means to destroy the Pit

should its powers fall into the wrong hands.

Like yours.

Nyssa, why would you do something like this?

How can you even look at your sister and ask me that?

One day, I will have my moment,

and I will kill you.

And now when I do,

there will be no coming back.

Take her!

I warned you, Laurel. I begged you.

What happened to Sara last year was on Malcolm's hands.

But what's happening to her now is on yours.

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