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Oh, no!

Stop!

This is terrifying.

They released this
to the public?

Keep your nasty feet
on your side

of the couch.

Fine. Jeez.

Call yourself
a roommate.

No, I don't.

I'm a military-trained
babysitter

who makes sure
you're receiving your proper meds.

Did you hear that?

Someone's
on the balcony.

You drank my Pinot?
I was saving that.

I'm sorry. It didn't
have your name on it.

It's my damn house.
Assume everything

- has my name on it.
- Shh!

Do you
want the psychotic slasher

out there to
hear us?

Go.

On 3.

1... 2, 3.

- Ugh.
- Ahh.

The door was locked.

What's going on?

I'm here for her.
Get dressed.

Oh. Actually, I'm
supercomfy here

in Sophie's
ex-husband's

really cool
sports tee.

Renee intercepted
some 911 call

with a lead
on a possible rogue weapon.

Get your ass dressed.

Well, this
certainly makes snuggling

with Sophie seem
tame.

Can you have
a little respect

and help me
get him down?

Why are we rushing?

I'm pretty sure
he's dead already.

Yeah. Well,
it's only a matter of time

before gcpd shows up
and takes our evidence.

Oh. Please tell me
we don't have to recover his undies.

Just the bindings.

Renee thinks the culprit
used catwoman's bullwhip.

As in one
of the bat trophies?

Well, this was easy.
Found it.

Can I please go back
to my movie night now?

I don't think
this is catwoman's whip.

I don't care if it
belonged to Indiana Jones.

If Renee thinks it is,
let her,

so she can cross
another weapon off her list

and I can be one step
closer to earning my freedom.

According to Luke,

catwoman and Batman
had a thing.

A thing? So much leather.
How did that work?

Well for her.
She apparently stole

some of Batman's
nanotech and wove it into her whip,

making it
indestructible.

This looks like it was
cut with a pocket knife.

I'll have someone
from Mary's clinic pick up the body

so she can do
a thorough exam.

You need to figure out
who killed this guy.

And you... Partner?

I have dinner plans.

Renee literally has
these missions hanging over our heads.

Who could possibly be
more important?

Someone who has
much more hanging over mine.

My mother.

*BATWOMAN*
Season 03 Episode 05

Episode Title:
"A Lesson from Professor Pyg"

Aired on:
November 10, 2021.

No, Mrs. Baxter.

I did not use
your investments

to fund a luxury
music festival.

Wayne stock is down 53%,

and our crisis management
team just quit.

As CEO, I urge you
please ignore the tabloids.

I told you
I will fix this.

Yeah. Ok.
When?

The company's in the red
for the first time ever,

and you've been on nonstop
damage control

for the last 3 days.

What is this?

Uh, roomie, when you
took out the trash this morning,

you clearly forgot to dump out Jada's
dinner party invitation.

It came by courier
yesterday.

Ugh. Of course she turns
an easy e-mail

into a massive
carbon footprint.

She just tanked Wayne.
Why would she ever think

that you'd want to go?

Guess we'll find out,
won't we?

You're going.

Alice found evidence
linking jeturian to black glove.

Alice, who is literally
hallucinating so badly

that we had to pull her
out of an insane asylum.

Ok. Look. We need
to find something

to hang over Jada's head
like she has over mine.

Until then, she will
always have us at her mercy.

We need a smoking gun,
so we bug her office

and see what
we find out.

She's not inviting
you over top show you

her silk linens,
Ryan.

She has an agenda,

and if she was able
to uncover

Wayne's hidden
accounts...

Sorry.
What was I saying?

"If she was able
to uncover Wayne's hidden accounts"...

Exactly.
Then who's to say she can't

uncover your
hidden identity, too?

You're right.
I need to be careful,

which is why I'm
bringing backup.

So you're
Ryan's date?

So saw that coming.

It's not a date.
It's recon.

But you're wearing
a push-up bra,

so it's a date.

You know this is
your fault, right?

Ugh. Don't blame me
for this repulsive love affair.

If you'd never told
Ryan that

her biological mother
was still alive,

we wouldn't be
in this mess.

Soph, the guilt I think
I'm supposed to be feeling

is seriously killing
my hallucination-free vibes.

Seriously, for
the last... 3 days,

it's just been me,
myself, and I.

The meds are working.

Crazy Alice
is crazy no more.

Don't poke the bear.

Tell me that you
hear that.

It's your phone.
It's Montoya.

Ugh. Seriously, people.
I am on vacation.

Oh, no. You're a criminal who's
on work release,

and she said to get
your ass to her office now.

May I offer you
a beverage while you wait?

The madam recommends
a 1994 cote des blancs.

- We're good.
- Very well.

Madam jet will be
down shortly.

"Madam jet will be
down shortly."

Is she for real?

As real as the bling
in her chandelier.

I feel like
the foster kid

who isn't allowed to
sit on anything.

That's the point.

This is
an intimidation move

to get in your head,
make you think

you have nothing
and she's got everything.

That shouldn't be
too hard considering

my last address
was my license plate.

Ryan, I'm glad
you could come.

Ahh. I see you brought
a friend.

Girlfriend actually.

- Sophie. Nice to meet you.
- You, as well.

Sorry to interrupt,
madam.

The chef assures me
he has things covered here.

Great. Good night,
Damien.

On your way out,
would you please inform him

that we'll be
having another?

Yes, madam.

- Chef.
- Hmm?

The madam has
requested preparations

for another guest.

Oh. The more
the merrier.

There, there, little pig.

Unh!

Time for the professor
to teach the class

how to squeal.

Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha!

So how did
you two meet?

Through friends.

Was it a Tuesday?

Definitely because
it was, uh...

Taco night.

And... you offered
to buy me a drink

to wash down

- the chips.
- The chips.

Heh.

Uh, you know...
You know, when the corner

of the chip gets stuck
in the back of your throat.

Yeah. Just the coughing,
choking, watery eyes.

I mean, I think there
was sweat involved.

- Sounds romantic.
- It wasn't cute,

but that's the point.

I mean... Someone sees you
at your not cutest

and still asks you out?

I mean, at the end
of the day,

we just want someone
who's loyal.

I know that
if I were dying

Sophie would sit
beside me,

put her arms around me,
and tell me

everything would be ok.

Excuse me. Bathroom?

Last room
down the hall.

We should all be
so lucky.

That was beautiful.

Hmm. Yeah.

Now let's get ugly.
Why am I here?

If this is your
olive branch

for destroying my company,
you're gonna need

a damn orchard.

I couldn't have
been more clear

when I told you
to stay away from my family.

And now I'm
in your living room,

so what the hell
is going on?

Whatever's going on
between you and Marquis

needs to stop.

Who says something's
going on?

A mother always knows.

Now I need you to
ask your girl to leave

so I can get real
with you.

Get real?
Rich coming from the woman

who convinced me
she was dead.

Hmm.

Dying will be
the easy part, Ryan,

for you and a lot
of folks

if you don't do
exactly what I say.

Yo! Nobody
at the door?

Where's my man Damien?

You never know
what kind of psycho

might come waltzing
into this place.

Marquis, what are
you doing here?

Heard there was
a family dinner.

Batcave.

Copy.
Are you in?

10 bedrooms
and 15 bathrooms later,

I found her study.

Ok. Good. Find
somewhere central

away from A.C. Vents,
shredders,

anything
that creates noise.

All right. I'm at her desk.
Fire it up.

Testing 1, 2, 3.

All right. We are up.
Now get out of there.

I will
in two seconds.

Sophie, I strongly
suggest that you get out of there.

Looks like Ryan wasn't
the only one

cut out of the family.

I'm gonna send you a face
to run through rec.

Ah. Go for it.
Standing by.

Sophie?

Luke, do you copy?

Hey. Hey, Sophie.

Luke, do you copy?

The powder room's
on the first floor, honey.

Big house. Got lost.

Dinner's ready.

We're supposed to have
a secret partnership,

and you're sitting
there having secret dinners with her?

Whose side are you on?

I hate to break it
to you.

She already knows
about the partnership.

How?

Can we please eat
before any more guests arrive?

So she doesn't think
it's a trophy.

Oh, something about
Batman and catwoman between the sheets.

Personally, I didn't
think heroes did that sort of thing,

but, uh, what do I know?

I'm a villain.

Then prove me wrong.

Ohh. This is a record
of every rogue

that's tormented Gotham.

If it's not
a catwoman wannabe,

then use that
beautifully demented mind

and tell me who
would string up

a naked man in an auto shop
with a bullwhip.

Magpie... not possible.

Too many shiny piercings
left on the victim.

Shelly Gaynor...
Aka the whip.

Sounds promising.

Mmm... no.
Animal advocate.

Her whip was
faux leather.

Hmm.

Well, this one is
kinkier than a garden hose,

but, um, Talia al ghul
is far too impatient

for performative
victim staging.

I think we found our girl...

Manipulative, obsessive,
backstabbing.

Who is she?

You.

What's with your
creepy obsession with poison Ivy?

What are you
talking about?

Mmm. Heh.

Your case files
on everyone else are... Anemic,

but this one
on Pam isley reads

like you're, uh, planning
on writing a biopic...

Juicy interviews,
detailed fact sheets.

Ohh! A confidential
psychological evaluation.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Now you need to prove
me wrong.

Are batwoman and I looking for
these weapons of mass destruction

to stop criminals?

Because I think that
you brought us together

to find one viny Vixen
in particular.

Anybody else feel
a little sorry for that thing?

Roasted suckling is
considered a delicacy in most of the world.

I'm vegan,
so it doesn't matter

what continent
my ass is on.

I'm not touching
that.

Perhaps more wine
will enhance the experience.

Our esteemed chef flew
from Metropolis

to cook for us.

He comes highly recommended.

So if I may,

you're the estranged
daughter

who just recently bonded
with your brother,

but that's bad because
he has a codependent relationship

with his mother,
who now sees you as a threat

to her relationship
with her son.

Zoey's dissertation
is on modern family dynamics.

Particularly triangulation
as it relates

to Bowen's family
theory paradigm...

Rescuer, victim,
persecutor.

That's interesting.
Does Bowen have a term

for backstabbing
sisters?

Uh, I need the ladies'.
Tannins go right through me.

- Backstabbing sisters?
- Mm-hmm.

I wasn't the one
who orchestrated this whole dinner.

Jada did.

Was that what you wanted?

Marquis finds out
I'm having dinner with his mom,

so he stops trusting me.

If we're going to
have a conversation about trust,

let's talk about
what your girlfriend thought

she was going to find
in my study.

Exactly. So don't talk to me
about having an agenda.

You're right, Jada.
I did come here with an agenda.

I came to say thank you.

Thank you for
giving me up.

Thank you for walking away

and letting me be
somebody else's problem

because I didn't get
the butlers

or the 5-course meal
or the mansion.

I got a home. I got love.

I got a real mother.

Should have known, Zoey.

Wine and family drama
do not mix.

Why can't I feel anything?

Turn the faucet, Zoey.

Aah!

Got to say
I'm not about to let

my baby sister win
best speech of the night.

Marquis, haven't we
had enough theatrics

- for one evening?
- Don't worry.

I'll keep it simple.

To family
and loyalty.

- You ok?
- What?

I can't move
my arms.

Relax.

Just a little paralytic.

You mon...

Ok. Maybe a lot
of paralytic.

Get away from us.

You're not an easy woman
to get alone.

Practically had to
convince you

I was royalty to get
the keys to the kingdom.

You don't remember me,
Mrs. Jet?

I have no idea
who you are.

Do you really fire
so many people

they're all a blur?

Lazlo Valentin.
I was a chef

in the dining hall
at your office

until you fired me.

Valentin. Ok.
I remember the name.

Good for you.
You know what I remember?

Telling my family,

"hey, guys.
No more money's coming in for a while.

"Boss lady hates
daddy's cooking,

so now nobody wants
to hire him anymore."

Yeah, and I remember
the divorce papers,

the debt collectors,
the repo man.

Do you really think
she remembers

the damn cook
from the building caf?

- Marquis.
- Naw. You probably said

the food sucked,
your staff replaced his ass.

It's just business, bro.

Just business?!

I lost my family
because of her,

so now you'll
lose yours.

You told Marquis
about this dinner.

How else could you
watch me chop him into bacon bits?

But the unexpected
daughter... ha ha ha!

Talk about
an amuse-bouche.

- Huh!
- Agh!

Aah! Ugh!

Marquis, come on.

I can't... i can't move.

Zoey... she's still
upstairs.

I got him. Go.

I'll find Zoey.

Get outside.
Call for help.

I got you. Come on.

Zoey. Zoey, we got to go.

Aah!

It won't open.
Why won't it open?

He must have locked us
in from the outside.

My phone has no service.

Mine either.

Which little piggy
went to market?

Which little piggy
should have stayed home?

Upstairs. Follow me.

Go.
Go without me.

No, Marquis. Come on.
You can do this. Let's go.

Ahh! Unh!

Aah! Unh!

A lesson from
professor PYG!

Nobody likes
an uninvited guest!

Hyah! Unh!

Unh! Ohh!

Come on. Come on!

Errr!

Huh!

Err! Ha ha ha!

I'll huff,
and I'll puff

and burn your house down!

He's gone... For now.

Zoey's dead.

Oh, my god.

And he's not leaving
this house

until we are, too.

What is this place?

It's a panic room.
I converted one

of my closets
a few years back.

You must have a lot
of enemies.

Secret closet space
and all.

Signal's dead.

I had a call
drop earlier.

He must have activated
some sort of...

Signal blocker.

Tell me you have
a gun in here.

Uh-uh.
I don't believe in guns.

What's wrong?
Not torturous enough?

What's that
supposed to mean?

Everybody,
just chill, ok?

Someone will eventually
realize we're missing

and come looking
for us.

We just need
to hang until then.

Marquis?

Marquis! Marquis! Marquis!
Marquis!

Pamela and I
met at Gotham u.

I was studying
criminal law.

She was into botany,
complete opposites,

but couldn't
see a future without the other.

- Love that.
- At the same time,

one of her classmates
was conducting

These obsessive
experiments for his PH.D.

he and Pam were
competitive,

both supersmart,
kind of nerdy.

She thought it was
harmless until one night

he abducted Pam and used
her as his Guinea pig.

Let me guess...
that'd be Marc Legrand.

Whatever he injected
her with was poison,

some awful combination
of things around his lab...

Oleander, nightshade,
water hemlock.

Changed her entire
physiology.

Turned her into
a green-thumbed psycho.

She didn't see it
that way.

She wanted to save
the planet,

and that meant
punishing anyone destroying it.

Except
an up-and-coming cop

shacking up
with a serial killer

kind of puts a cramp
in the old career trajectory.

She went from
compassionate and loving

to reckless and irrational
overnight.

Total personality
change.

It eventually just
tore us apart.

Subtext... you chose
your career over your girl.

She was lost...

Ok? Gone.

Emotionally, mentally
a shell of the person I knew,

and i... i was young.

I had no idea
how to save her.

Oh, relax. I'm not
actually invested

in your love story.

So where's poison Pam?

That's a question
for Batman.

Well, she's not
in Arkham... I would know...

and boring Batman didn't
actually kill anyone,

so unless she slithered
up Jack's beanstalk...

My theory is he
hid her under the city somewhere

away from water
and sunlight

and anyone
she could hurt.

Why would Batman Bury
your girlfriend alive?

Because I told him to.

This shouldn't
be happening.

What shouldn't happen?

This long, sappy tangent,

especially when there's
a potential sadist on the loose.

I'm going to go see
our medical expert

and see if she found
anything on the Vic's body.

Drink the water,
Marquis.

We're gonna
make sure she's ok.

He drank the most,
so it's hitting him first,

but it's only a matter of time
before it's all of us.

Ok, ok.

65 over 30.

That's bad.

If it keeps dropping,
he's gonna die.

- He needs adrenaline.
- I know.

There's none in here.

There are epipens.

My husband carried them
for his allergies.

- Where?
- With our camping gear.

In the basement.

Tell me there's
another way to get into the basement.

What the hell
is he doing?

Building a bomb.

I'm gonna need
your help.

Ohh.

Come on.

Lazlo.
Lazlo, where are you?

Lazlo, I want a truce.

You need money?
How much?

I'll give you
anything you want.

Let's talk.

Lazlo, I'm sorry.

I really am.

Rah! Ohh!

Unh!

Agh!

It wasn't pretty,
but she made it.

So are you really
Ryan's girlfriend,

or was that a lie,
too?

Want to know who
I really am?

I'm Jordan Moore's sister.

I'm sorry.
I'm lightheaded.

Am I supposed to
know who that is?

Your men abducted her

and injected her
with freeze serum,

killed 3 of her friends,

nearly killed her.

What... what are you
talking about?

Stop!

Don't tell me you
didn't know

about human experiments
being conducted

by your own employees.

So is that what you
were doing in my study,

looking for evidence?

What'd you find,
Sophie,

"the anarchist
cookbook"?

Look. I am sorry
about what happened to your sister,

but I had nothing
to do with that.

I'm not the monster
you've made me out to be.

Stay with me, son.
Mama's here.

Ohh.

Of course.

Come on!

Ok. Ok.

Come on, Ryan.
Move your arm.

Move your damn... Arm!

Unh!

Come on, come on.

Come... on.

Vic had
motorcycle grease

underneath his fingernails.

I found a similar
but not exact viscous synthetic

on the bullwhip.

Fascinating.

What's with
the Botanical Garden?

Oh, did the medical
board take away your license

and leave you
to the whims of herbal medicine.

Do you know how I saved
Jordan Moore's life?

- No.
- I mimicked the antifreeze

synthesis done by plants
to survive

subzero temperatures.

You want to know why?

Because plants are
smarter than humans.

They're resilient,
they're intuitive,

they give back more
than they take.

Got it. Jeez.
Sorry I asked.

Anyway, do you remember
when you were being

all hero complexy
and told me because

you're a official
doctor now it is your duty

to help me
when the time comes?

Well... that time
is upon us.

The delusions are back.

Between the... Inmates
in Arkham,

the experimental meds,
the general mise en sceène of captivity,

I assumed it was the asylum that was
making me crazy.

Don't get me wrong.
I have enjoyed

my fair share
of disassociation.

You're talking to the girl
who convinced herself

that 12 years
of sewing skin masks

was a fancy tea party.

But I was
in control then.

This is different.

I'm not in control
anymore.

As if what's happening
isn't obvious?

You reap what you sow,
Alice.

All of the murders,
the pain, the misery

that you've inflicted,
they were the seeds that you planted

for the garden
you'll be buried in.

Got it.

Speaking of gardens,

where have you been
frolicking?

Gotham park.

I think I exposed myself
to whatever that thing is.

Ohh.

I took a sample
of the vine,

but I can't figure out
if it's poison oak,

poison sumac, poison hemlock.

Poison Ivy.

Let me in!

Oh, my god.

He's got Ryan.

Open this door right now!

But he wants you.

If I open this door,
I'm as good as dead.

Ugh.

Your lesson is

that when someone shows you
who they are believe them

because if I'm how she
treats the people

spending their days
trying to impress her,

guess how she'll treat
someone she sees as a threat.

Get away
from my daughter!

Take me instead.
She did nothing to you.

Well, well, madam swine.

You know what
your lesson is?

Perfection comes
at a price.

Err!

Rrr!

Raah!

- Rah!
- Look out!

Incoming!

Aagh!

Unh!

Ahh! Ahh!

- Aah!
- Ahh!

Ahh. Flamingo.

Excuse me?

The bullwhip killer.

It's the flamboyant,
pink Harley-straddling psycho flamingo.

Victim was
in a rival gang,

DNA evidence,
blah, blah, blah... Science,

but the point is
if the biker boot fits...

I'll alert the victim's
family and put out

a warrant for this
flamingo,

and I guess that means
catwoman's whip is still out there.

Ohh, and I can't wait
to get to that

when I'm back
from Tahiti

because I believe that,
um...

This buys me
a week's vacation.

And what is this?

Your girlfriend,

although she is looking
a little frail.

This is a dead cutting
from her vine.

- Where did you get this?
- Does it matter?

I reunited you
with your long, lost love.

To think I was confused
about Batman and catwoman.

It matters because
these vines don't die unless...

Unless what?

Unless she's
infected someone else.

What you
thinking about?

- What was for dessert.
- Heh.

Jada's hiding something.

I don't know what,
but I trust my gut on this.

She's lying.

Then it's time for her
to tell me everything.

Call you tomorrow,
tell you what I learned?

Good luck.

Great first date, huh?

Definitely memorable.

And people wonder
why I don't throw dinner parties.

You ok?

Your girlfriend
left this.

Once a crow always
a crow, huh?

I didn't know
about Jordan Moore.

Your word is not good
enough, Jada.

Well, it has to be.

I didn't know
about Jordan

or the experiments
or the deaths.

How could I?
I'm a mother.

The whole point
of all this was that no one else get hurt.

The whole point
of what?

I'm gonna tell you
something,

and for your sake,
for everyone you love's sake,

you need to keep it
to yourself.

- You need to promise me that.
- I can't,

not until I know
what it is.

Marquis is sick.

What's going on,
Marquis?

What'd you get
for your birthday?

A bug
collector kit.

Ha! That's cool.

What are you doing
with that magnifying glass?

Melting ants. See?

They burn up
in the sun.

There was
an incident

during a school
field trip.

Marquis was on the bus.

It pulled up
to a stoplight.

♪ The sustained heart,
pain, and a dark fever ♪

And suddenly,
a man dressed like a clown...

Green hair, purple suit,
big, ugly smile...

He jumped on board,
took over the bus.

The joker?

There was an encounter
with my son.

The joker had this
zapper on his hand.

- The joy buzzer.
- Whatever it's called.

He pressed it against
my son's forehead,

and an electrical charge
went through his brain.

After that day,
he was different, dark,

horrifying.

Marquis? No. Marquis
has been nothing but nice to me.

Sociopaths are charming
95% of the time, Ryan.

Mom,
don't be so lame.

It's not lame
to tell your dad happy birthday.

I wrote him a card!

Sweetheart, your
father's overseas,

and it would mean
so much to him

- if he heard it from your...
- I said no!

Specialists,
neurologists, psychologists.

I have spent millions
trying to fix him behind his back

so I could have
my sweet boy again,

but no one's been able
to help me,

and then I learned
of cryostasis.

So you were behind
the freeze serum.

I had no idea
my research team

was conducting
human experiments.

I just thought if I could sideline
Marquis for a while

it would buy me
some time to find a solution.

He's going in
for another bite.

How's the burger, dad?

Delicious.

What the hell?

Uh-oh. He's on to me.

- Is that peanut butter?
- Ha ha ha!

What's wrong?

Peanuts. Burger.

Franklin, where's your pen?
Where's your pen?

♪ Backfires

♪ Now you're dancing
through the smoke ♪

♪ Like nothing else matters

♪ Where are you going, boy?

Why are you
telling me this?

Because everything
I have done

since the day we met

has been to protect
you, Ryan.

And because I need
your help.

All I want is
to stop Marquis

before anyone else
gets hurt.

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Greg, move your head!