All language subtitles for GOTHAM KNIGHTS S1E11-ENGCP

Previously on Gotham Knights...

Can we do two minutes on Brody's dad
being the head of the Court?

I've been experiencing something,
and I can't explain.

I'm... I'm losing time...

I'm waking up in places that I...
I don't remember going to.

Whatever is happening, it's not me.

- Hiya, Harv.
- Why are you here?

- To protect you.
- From what?

From things you can't handle.

You're giving Stephanie
the cold shoulder again.

I guess, you're really
taking my advice to heart.

- Don't fall for straight girls.
- No one is falling for anyone.

I thought that if this did happen
then I would feel something.

You have no grasp
of social cues whatsoever.

- Not offended.
- You only give a damn about others

when there's something in it for you.

Not offended.

I think it was my eighth birthday.

My mom had somehow
convinced an Arkham orderly

to gimme a cupcake
from the vending machine.

I don't know,
maybe it was just the sugar high

or me bein' a stupid kid

but something convinced me
to take the long way out that day.

I wanted to see him.

I mean, I didn't care
that he was locked in a solitary

or that my mom called him
"The Most Dangerous Man in Gotham."

He was still my dad.

You know, and frankly, I never
really found him all that dangerous.

Especially since he remembered
to give me a birthday present.

I'm sorry.
Arkham let an eight-year-old

wander the halls alone?

Why am I telling you this?

Because today is your birthday.

How'd you know that?

It's on all your mugshots.

You were born in Arkham.

You've spent every birthday
either alone or with orderlies.

And for the first time ever

you get to spend it
with someone you actually like.

God!

So, what's your birthday wish?

Thanks.

Press is having a field day
with this bomb threat.

Any news?

Well, someone dropped off a box

reekin' of gunpowder.

Turns out it was
just filled with these.

I thought the Royal Flush Gang

was serving 30 years at Blackgate.

Never doubt a copycat.

Not used to being
summoned by the district attorney.

Yeah, well, this couldn't wait.

Are you absolutely sure
that you're ready to do this?

I'm sure.

Commissioner Soto.

Stephanie Brown

is willing to sign a sworn affidavit

that Lincoln March
is the head of a secret cabal

that's responsible for the deaths
of Mayor Hill, Cressida Clarke...

and Bruce Wayne...

among countless others.

Think I'mma need another sugar.

Look who finally remembered
he's a fugitive.

That was weird.

That was weirder.

- So, Duela. She's a look.
- And?

And you two came in here
hugging yesterday's wardrobe.

Not really anybody's business.

Guess who took a ride
on the Bat-wang?

- Me.
- Oh, my god!

And yes, Bat-brat
is a very good kisser.

- I know you were wondering.
- I was not wondering.

- W-Wait.
- Where were you?

- Around.
- Around?

Well, we're wanted fugitives.

We don't really get
to just be around.

Around where?

The library.

Turns out libraries, kinky as hell.

Sorry-not-sorry to whoever
has to reshelve YA Fantasy.

You know I read those books.

But do you wanna know
something really juicy?

Why do you wanna know this?

You disappeared for 12 hours
without checking in.

You're not my keeper.

We didn't know
where you were, Turner.

If you were caught
or in GCPD custody...

Dude, relax, nothing happened.

Several times.
Like... many, many times.

I honestly lost count
at a certain point.

Like a couple times
in your favorite section

and then we moved
to the other side of library.

And like non-fiction,
then we moved to history.

You almost died, Turner,
and you didn't even say thanks.

You missed the part
where everybody lied to my face.

- What are you talking about?
- Don't you get it, Cullen?

I'm... I'm done talking.

About my dad. About Cressida.

About clearing my name.

Where's it gotten me, huh?

I live in a belfry
with a bunch of criminals.

- Carrie.
- Carrie.

Carrie's grounded. Who's calling?

- Her mom answered the phone.
- Why?

I... I don't know,
but it can't be good.

I'll be right back.

Wait... what?

You're gonna leave me
with horny and hornier?

I don't know, wear headphones.

Damn it.

Yes, I need help.

Thank you.

After my dad got out of Arkham...

I promised myself
that if I ever ran into him...

I was gonna shoot this bullet
straight through his heart

as a go-to-hell for abandoning me.

But then Batman
took care of him for you.

Hold on. This is fun.

Did Batman kill
three-quarters of our parents?

Hey.

I say we go party about it.

A city-wide manhunt
doesn't just hit pause

because it's your b-day.

Well, if we keep an ear
to the scanner

we'll know when they're comin'
to crash the fun.

Does Harper know you have that?

Come on, I'm meeting with
one of Batman's biggest haters.

And hey, news of him

killing the parents
of an eight-year-old

would've been all over
the streets back then, right?

So, maybe my contact knows
what happened.

Who's this contact?

Come with me and find out.

Or stay holed up here...

being dark and broody

like dear old Daddy.

In the very place that's
kept you from seeing the truth

about everyone you
thought cared about you.

What's it gonna be, Bat-brat?

I won't let anything happen to you.

Rebecca's still not answering.

Did Brody say where they were going?

Just somewhere safe
and that he ditched his phone.

I need to...

I need to handle this.

- Rebecca?
- No, it's work stuff.

I'll be back in 20.

Don't talk to anyone without me.

Good morning, Doc.

I can't keep doing this,
Mister Brown.

I gave your wife
a prescription last week.

If anyone's paying attention...

I promise, this is the last time.

You said that last time.

Hey! Come on, Doc.

Celebrity Quiz Bowl's tonight.

- You wanna come to the taping?
- I'm on a shift.

Next time then.

As a contestant.

You really are a lifesaver, Doc.

I'm really sorry.

Arthur Brown.
Please step out of the car.

Commissioner!

I believe she's on her lunch break.

Or she's in your pocket.

Unless you're here to tell me
that you're not CEO of a cult

with a BDSM Birdman as their mascot.

That's very colorful.

And your evidence of this is...

where, hm?

If you could prove any of that...

I'd be the one in handcuffs
and not your dad.

- My dad?
- Oh, you didn't hear?

He was just arrested on drug charges.

You set him up.

Me? No, no.

I love Quiz Bowl. Big fan.

But prescription fraud's
a real problem these days.

With all the doctors
Arthur's shopped over the years

I hear he's facing 20 to life.

You're a monster.

Now, there is some good news.

GCPD kept his arrest
off the press' radar.

Which means that the wholesome image

your family has worked so hard
to project is still safely intact.

Your dad can be back hosting
Quiz Bowl by day's end.

Charges dropped, record wiped,
the public none the wiser.

What do you want from me?

Cullen, you can't be here.

My mom threatened to call the cops
if I try to contact you guys.

Why?

I told her I'm Robin.

Okay, so, how did coming out go?

Didn't exactly end in a hug.

I guess being a 15-year-old vigilante
isn't what she had in mind

when she told me to help out
around the community.

Carrie, I... I'm so sorry.

Would it help or hurt to hear

that The Joker's daughter
banged Batman's son?

That visual
is gonna haunt me forever.

Please tell me you're joking.

Yeah, I wish I was.

I... I really don't know
what's up with him.

It's like he's given up.

Okay, Batman was responsible
for the death of Turner's parents.

That's why Bruce Wayne adopted him.

Turner found out from the Court

but I already knew

because Bruce had confessed it
in his journals.

You ripped out those pages?

Harper.

So, Carrie has all the tea.

Duela and Turner are MIA.

And they took the scanner with them.

Meaning whatever they're doing
has them dodging cops.

Meaning you two need to find
those dumbasses before the cops do.

Stole these off a table
so I have no idea what they are.

I wouldn't want it any other way.

You know what's crazy?

That a beanie somehow
makes me unrecognizable?

Well, that,
and that we never would have met

if we both hadn't been framed
for murder.

Oh, yeah.

- To the Court of Owls.
- To the Court of Owls.

- Hey, can I ask you something?
- Shoot.

So this Turner with a beanie...

all right,
in a club with way too much bass

getting a little drunk,
bein' a little dangerous.

Would you say
this is Bat-brat's Spring Break?

Or is this the new you?

Come on, I bought you a drink.

You remember that

next time you think about
getting handsy with a stranger.

Oh, my god, that woman is crazy.

I know.

I love her.

Lookie who flew the coop!

Hi, Mom.

Oh, my beautiful baby girl.

I am loving this blonde.

You are a model.

I mean, is she
or is she not a supermodel?

She's very pretty.

You know, every birthday
this was my wish

and now it's finally come true.

My girl.

So, Missus...

- Call me Jane.
- Jane.

Okay, how did you find us?

Well, I found her.

Always said when I got out of Arkham

I would send Duela a smoke signal.

A bomb threat down at the GCPD

like a little care package
containing a clue.

You know, I heard it.
I heard it come in over the scanner.

And I'm pretty sure GCPD

is still playing 52-card pickup
with all those ace of clubs.

Nice.

So, how did you get out?

Oh, good behavior.

Your behavior? Mom.

Hey, come on,
I don't see you for two months

and now you...
you gonna show up with a boyfriend?

- Oh, he's not a...
- Oh, I'm... I'm not...

We're roommates.

Well, we're Gotham's
most wanted fugitives.

On the run. Together.

Because you killed Batman.

Duela didn't kill Batman.
She's never killed anybody.

Well, only because the opportunity
hasn't presented itself.

But technically speaking...

Yes, the whole Batman thing
is a big, gross misunderstanding.

So, okay, that is actually
why Turner's here.

He just found out that Batman
killed his parents back in the day.

Now he's looking for answers.

From me?

Do I care about a guy
who looks better in tights than I do?

The part where he killed my dad?

I'm gonna go get another round.

- Turner, wait. I...
- It's fine. You guys catch up.

Yeah... come on, let me do your lips.

Okay, come on. All right.

Daddy, what did you do?

It's a setup.

So that the GCPD can wipe the egg
off their face

about those missing kids.

What? They told you about the deal?

Gloatingly.

Although I am relieved

I won't miss getting to roast
Rick Pimento on the show tonight.

I can't help you, Dad.

What are you talking about?

If I give up their location,
my friends will die.

Your mother will die if you don't.

I cannot take care
of her from prison.

You're not taking care of her, Dad.
You're keeping her drugged.

I'm keeping her alive.

I'm keeping her from pain, anger.

Depression.

You're a teenage girl...

with a long, vibrant,
and successful life ahead of her.

Who should not be dealing
with this right now.

So, let me be there
to help her, Stephanie.

Let's help Mom now

before it gets any worse, okay?

What do you mean you're broke?

Oh, I mean, I can't really go out
and make a score

while I'm dodging a manhunt
to clear my name.

- You disappointed?
- Don't be silly.

I've been itching
to get back in the game.

Make a little money and get
my baby girl the hell outta Gotham.

What would you say
if I invited Turner?

I'd say you haven't listened
to a word I've said about men.

What? Mom, come on, he's not even 18.

Well, if Turner makes you happy

that makes me happy.

Here's your lipstick.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Next round's on me.

Hey, you look familiar.

I owe you money or something?

We worked a grift
at Oswald's back in the day.

You paid me double.

Five-Finger Franny.

Tell me, Franny...

What's 5% of a $10 million reward?

Juice o' the bean for the sarge.

Attention, rookies.

If you gotta be a rook

be a rook like Hines.

That's all.

Cool, so, look,
the police scanner over at Somerset

kinda involuntarily
put in its paperwork.

You got one around here
that we can borrow

until the update arrives?

Let's see.

It's our last spare.

- Careful with it.
- Of course.

Thank you.

Yo, Hines.

Yeah?

Bunch of the boys are catching
the game at O'Malley's tonight.

You in?

Yeah, I... I wish I could,
but I got plans.

- Maybe next time.
- For sure.

Hey, what's that about?

Quiz Bowl host got pinched
in a sting op.

Commissioner's keeping a lid on it
til his kid cuts a deal.

Deal? What kinda deal?

Heard she got a beat
on Bruce Wayne's killers.

Hey, look, I'm...
I'm sorry I didn't tell you

we were meeting my mom, okay?
I didn't wanna scare you away...

- She stabbed a guy through the hand.
- Oh, come on.

- He wasn't even right-handed.
- You don't know that.

Well, he might not
have been right-handed.

We both know she wasn't released
on good behavior.

Turner, I don't really care
why she was released.

Frankly, for the first time
in my entire life, I have a mom.

She's a con artist who went to Arkham
for delusions of grandeur.

Who's to say she's not scamming
her own daughter right now?

No, don't stand there
and tell me you haven't dreamt

of a moment like this
every single day

since your parents died.

You're right.

You're right. I'm sorry. I get it.

Say...

Say my mom could get us
out of Gotham tonight...

with no cops, no strings,
no trace, nothing.

Would you be down?

What about everyone else?

Well, who cares about everyone else?

You know what?

Forget it.

Yeah, you know, you're too pretty
for a life on the run, anyways.

Honestly, I think
you'd just slow us down.

I mean, look at you,
you're already drunk.

Actually, it's kinda pathetic.

Oh, so much for not offended.

Good luck, Turner.

I'll see you never.

Turner?

Harvey?

I have no idea what the hell
you're doing here

- but you're going home.
- Harvey, get off me.

Turner, do you have any idea
how reckless you're being?

No more reckless than trusting people
who say they care about me.

What's going on?
Where is this coming from?

Did you know Batman
killed my parents?

What?

Did you help Bruce cover that up too?

Batman had a code. He didn't kill.

He killed The Joker.

Where'd you hear that?
The Joker's daughter?

At least she and I
have something in common.

Come on, Turner.
You knew your dad better than anyone.

If you heard that Batman
killed your parents

there's gotta be
a whole lot more to that story.

Hey, Turner.

Turner!

Turner!

Mom! Hey, Mom!

What the hell are you doing?

It's your birthday present.

Ta-da!

Harvey Dent in a straitjacket?

The Riddler wasn't using it

so I figured, sorta symbolic

seeing as Harvey made me
wear one of these for 18 years.

Slow down. What?

Harvey Dent was the guy who cried
Looney Tunes and locked you away?

How did I not know this?

Oh, well, Harvey's got a whole pile
of dirty laundry.

Lucky for us,
I've got two hands, pins

and a clothesline for days.

You would even hesitate
to help your dad says it all.

You ungrateful little bitch.

You have the perfect life.

We have given you everything!

The best school, the best shot at MIT

the best chance
in actually having a success.

My life is not perfect!

My whole life is a lie.

Meticulously
and painstakingly crafted

by you and Dad.

Everything I've ever done,
ever said, ever worn

has all been to put
on some twisted show.

To what?

To make people believe
that we're the ideal family

that they can only aspire to be?

But I am done.

I'm done acting.

I'm done hiding who I really am.

I'm done being manipulated
by you both.

Do you even love me or was I just
some overpriced investment that...

Do not touch her.

What are you doing here?

You are just like every other
deadbeat numbing their insecurities.

You hate seeing her happy
and successful because you're not.

You hate that she is selfless,
and kind, and everything you're not.

So, you project everything that
you hate about yourself onto her.

She does not deserve that.

And you do not deserve her.

Thank you.

Cullen called.

I thought you were gonna sell us out.

I was wrong.

Did you find Turner and Duela?

Yep, two units are en route
to the Bowery

for a possible Turner Hayes
sighting at the Ace O' Clubs.

We've gotta go. Turner's in trouble.

You.

Eighteen years later and he still
gives me the turn-on tingles.

Okay, ew.

You have to go find Turner.
He passed out at that bar.

Oh, come on. Like you care
about anyone but yourself.

I mean, the only reason
that you came to the club

was because you got
a threatening text from a voter

saying they'd uncovered some evidence

about some crazy bitch named Jane Doe

and lookie how fast you came running.

Arkham doesn't respond well
to escapees, you know.

Oh, no, I didn't escape.

I was released thanks
to your very kind

and very convincible
political opponent, Lincoln March.

Did you mention that you were
my lunatic stalker?

Wait, you stalked Harvey Dent?

No.

I fell for him.

For the handsome, charming...

hilariously crude Harvey Dent.

Jane, you are delusional.
We were never together.

No, we had a love affair.

And then one day

he stops taking my calls.

And then he's denying knowing me

to everyone in his office
when I stopped by.

When you stopped by?

Jane, you gave my secretary
a cow's heart.

You were dangerously unhinged.

No, and then, come nighttime,
when no one else is around

and Harvey gets
that insatiable itch...

Still ew.

Guess who comes knocking at my door?

Not once.

Not twice.

But dozens of times.

Telling me he cares about me.

Wanting love.

It was like I was dealing
with two completely different men.

A two-faced liar masquerading
as a city savior.

So, you gaslit my mother
into believing she was crazy...

and then you flexed your power

to lock her behind bars for 18 years?

I think I can explain all of this.

Oh, no. I already did explain it.

To Lincoln March.

Who can now run
behind the campaign slogan

"Harvey Dent,
the most dangerous man in Gotham."

But you always said my dad...

was the most dangerous man in Gotham.

And I meant it.

Duela, meet your real father

Harvey Dent.

No.

No, I'm not seein' it.

Yeah. I was two weeks into Arkham
when I started to realize

that the morning sickness
wasn't from the cafeteria sludge.

It was from you!

And the only way I was gonna
send my baby out into a world

where I couldn't protect her...

was to ensure
that she didn't need protecting.

So, you told everyone that Gotham's
most prolific murderer was my dad?

Yup.

I still remember his laugh
when I asked him.

The Joker knew I wasn't his?

Of course, he did.

But he liked you.

And once he realized
you could fend for yourself, he...

he stopped paying attention.

I...

Is any of this true?

Did you sleep with my mom
and then lie about it?

I don't know.

No. No, you either did or you didn't.

It's not impossible.

Not impossible?

My mother spent
my entire life behind bars.

I grew up alone,
being told on The Daily

that my mother
was some unfit sociopath.

I'm sorry. I know this must be so...

No... You ruined my life!

I didn't know about you. I didn't.

That part, I swear. I...

I didn't know, Duela.

What is this?

Opportunity presenting itself.

We need to find Turner and Duela.

The APB was only for Turner.

All units, all units.

Suspect Turner Hayes
has been spotted at Ace O' Clubs.

We gotta get outta here now.

Steph, we run? They chase.

So, we hide in plain sight.

How do we do that?

We dance.

Harper?

Hey. Keep it down, okay?

Secret identity sitch
going on over here.

Okay.

Guess we need to get you one
of those codenames, like Robin.

Or Bluebird.

Don't.

Okay? Just keep your eyes on me.

You don't even know the cops are here

'cause you're too busy looking at me.

South side of the Ace O' Clubs.

This is Patrick. Got eyes on Hayes.

You hear that?

He's out cold in a storage room,
but I got a pulse.

Possible OD.

We're running out of time.

I couldn't help but feel
the Freek in your pants.

Hand her over.

Say again?

I'm guessing this place never
disabled their SSID broadcasting.

So, if I boost
my phone's signal with Freek

I can bypass their firewall,
get their gateway address

and run an ARP spoof command

to forward their security cameras
IP addresses directly to...

I know. I know.

My brain just moves
too fast sometimes

but I just...
I can't explain that all.

You don't have to.

Yeah, you're just you.

And you're just you.

Okay. I got into their cameras.

Cycle back to where the cops arrived.

Magic numbers 614.

Ready to spoil the party?

All right, folks.
Consider this last call.

Excuse me, officer. I think I saw
those fugitives from the news.

Show me.

Where?

Yep, right there.

Let's go.

Kid's fine, just drunk.

Gonna bring him in.

Copy that. I'll notify headquarters.

Battery's dead on this one.

Cruiser's DOA
in the alley on the South side.

Anyone copy?

Be advised, 5228

just handed Turner Hayes off
to car 614.

ETA 15 minutes to Central.

Copy 5228.

Central proceed for prepping.

Contacting Commissioner Soto
to advise.

Any word on the other fugitive?

Listen. Listen to me.

If you take me in, I'm dead.

Then you're lucky it's me
and not some Court executioner.

- Cullen?
- That's Officer Hines to you.

Cullen!

Okay, I think...
I think I know what happened here.

Please, please...
it's gonna sound insane

but please hear me out.

Please.

Thirty seconds.

- Okay.
- Twenty-nine.

Okay, I used to suffer
from a psychological disorder

where there were...
there were two of me.

One was the Harvey that you see

sitting before you
begging for his life

and the other was a rogue,
reckless version...

Who, at the time,
I didn't know how to control.

That's who hurt you.

Friendly advice.

Try and use your 30 seconds

to come across slightly
less psychotic than The Joker.

That's what I'm saying, okay?

You're in control now, Duela.

You spent your entire life believing
that you were The Joker's daughter.

Of course,
you're gonna live up to that name.

You don't have to do that anymore.

You don't.

'Cause that's not your name.

Pull the trigger, Due.

You are in control, Duela.

We spent 18 years apart
because of him.

This is your clean slate.

So make him pay
for what he did to us.

Be the woman
that I know you wanna be.

Be your mother's daughter, Duela.

So...

if you wouldn't mind
not pulling a runner

so I can actually eat dinner.
That'd be great.

Didn't ask you to save me.

You don't have to ask, Turner.

That's the point.

Oh, you... you wanna push me away?

You wanna sleep with Duela,
and make all these idiotic choices

and straight up lie to my face?

Fine.

I'm not abandoning you.

And one day, when this all
gets me killed, maybe then...

maybe then you'll realize
how much you actually matter to me.

No, ju...

Feel free to take the couch.

Turner thinks Duela
ran off with her mom.

She just got released outta Arkham.

- Damn.
- Yeah.

Sounds like I'm not the only one
who had a crazy day.

Guess I can't blame her though.

It took my dad asking me
to put my friends' lives in jeopardy

for me to realize that...

I wasn't their daughter.

I was...

their puppet.

Of course, I'd even hook up

with the guy that had
the perfect last name in their eyes.

Even though he never made me feel...

What?

Anything at all.

Now that my strings are cut

I don't even know who I am or...

what I like.

What I want.

But you do.

In your gut.

For once in your life,
don't think before you answer.

What does Stephanie Brown want?

So that's what it feels like.

Franny said we could
hole up here for a bit

til I tie up a few loose ends.

Then we put this hellhole
in our rearview.

"Queen of Coffee"
or "I Love My Kitty"?

Whatever.

Listen.

I know it probably feels like

the whole earth
underneath your feet went kaput.

But Harvey Dent was evil.

Right? He kept us away
from each other for 18 years.

He took your childhood.

He took my motherhood.

And you...

You showed me you're exactly
who I raised you to be.

I am so unbelievably
proud of you, baby girl.

To my daughter.

My hero.

The most dangerous girl in Gotham.

Welcome back, sir.

You're at Gotham Gen.

Couple utility workers found you
on the old Red Line.

I should be dead.

Yeah, not if fate had a say.

EMTs found it in your pocket.

You gotta be kidding me.
The coin saved me?

I don't think
that's a good thing, sir.

Something tells me
you're gonna wish you were dead.

It looks like
one of the fugitives suspected

in the high-profile murder
of Bruce Wayne has a new name.

Duela Dent.

Harvey Dent allegedly sired
the young woman

with Arkham inmate, Jane Doe,
who claims she was locked away

in order to cover up
Harvey's illicit affair.

This'll no doubt impact the polls.

How's it healing?

The wound will heal.

The idea of my wife
secretly tasking her Talon

to run me through with his sword...

will take a little more time.

I had to distance you from the Court.

But if I'd known
you'd just leave out your trophies

for your son to find...

I would've told the Talon
to aim a little higher.

Hey, Rebecca. It's me.

Can you please call me back,
so I know you're okay?

I know about Lincoln and the Court.

And I promise you I'm gonna do
everything in my power

to stop your husband.

I won't let anything happen to you.

I won't let anything happen to you.

I won't let anything happen to you.