All language subtitles for Batwoman - 02x17 - Kane, Kate.AMZN.NTb+GOSSIP.English.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

Agh!

Err!

I'm looking for a missing woman...

brunette, high cheek bones,

looks an awful lot like
your cover girl over there.

I... I don't know.

Well, what about your boss Roman Sionis?

Sometimes likes to side
hustle as Black Mask.

I'm just a security guard.

Machine pistol. It's a little rich

for a rent-a-cop.

Ah, yeah, but the ammo is
standard issue False Face.

Now you want to tell me
what I want to know,

or do we need to find
out if your boss tests

his products on animals?

I ain't telling you anything.

Agh! Agh! Ow! Agh!

"Rekindle". Eww!

Does it hurt as bad as it smells?

Let's try...

Remember.

Agh! Aww!

Now... you want to
find out what I can do

with a mascara wand?

All right, all right!

All I know is he's gone underground.

- What about his daughter?
- I don't know.

You got to believe me.

And you believed him?

What did you want me to do, go

through the entire product line?

Am I the only one who
can smell me right now?

We're getting no signs
of Kate on traffic cams,

and facial recognition
is not getting any hits.

None of the hospitals in 20 miles

have admitted Kate,
Circe, or any Jane Doe

matching that description.

Okay. How long since she wandered off,

- 10 hours?
- Long time, especially in Gotham.

So what do we do, just
sit around and wait?

- Anything?
- Just a belligerent drunk

at the Hold-Up acting
like they own the place.

Hey!

Come on! Ha ha ha!

Ohh. We got a dead soldier.

Yeah. So that drunk acting
like she owns the place?

Turns out she does.

Another one? Ha ha ha!

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All that Bat tech, and the one place

we didn't look was inside
of a tequila bottle.

Water by the nightstand.

Trashcan by the bed.

Head tilted to the side.

Mary.

You remember.

How do we know each other again?

Okay. Baby steps.

- How's she doing?
- Sleeping.

For now anyway,

but we got her back, so yay!

Definite yay.

Guys, she went from attacking Mary

to ditching Sophie to treating half

the lesbians in Gotham to an open bar.

Is anyone else worried about what
she's gonna do when she wakes up?

Well, if I found out
my memory had been wiped

and then reprogrammed
into a dead supermodel,

I'd go on a 12-hour bar crawl, too.

I mean, if we're freaked,

imagine what it must be like for her.

She needs time.

And I hate to admit it,

but maybe my dad was right.

What Kate needs is her sister.

The other one.

Please don't leave me.

Stay with me.

Oh, my God.

Fix him.

- Alice, he's gone.
- No, he's not.

There's nothing I can do.

Save his life, or yours is over!

That won't bring Ocean back.

I know how this feels.

That unbearable pain

and numb emptiness all at once

like you're watching it all

from a million miles away,

but it's happening
right in front of you.

I know.

You're the reason I know.

Is that why you're here...

to gloat?

No.

I wouldn't wish this on anyone.

Not even you.

Then why are you here?

It's about Kate.

Uh, sh... she's fine. She's doing great.

I just...

I just came to thank you...

for saving her.

Look at what it's cost me.

I should have left with him
when I had the chance.

What's going on?

Well, I figured if Kate's got
a few gaps in her memory

maybe she could use an old-school
backup to reboot from.

I think it's more than just a few gaps

in her memory, Luke.

What are you saying?

Kate's not okay, and we can't rush this.

She's been through unimaginable trauma.

A deranged shrink hypnotized her

into believing a masked
supervillain was her dad,

and the person in charge
of her recovery was Alice,

and that's just the stuff we know about.

Well, I know Kate. I mean,
she survived gas attacks,

a bomb-throwing bird, a chick
who thought she was a vampire.

She'll survive this.

You don't have to convince me.

I read those journals, too.

Then you know how resilient she is.

She has never backed
down from a fight ever.

Then we'll be lucky to have her back.

That's right.

This your way of telling me we
were in a book club together?

See? You still remember
how to be a smartass.

I never realized how much I miss that.

Yeah. You kept journals,
like, meticulously.

I thought it could trigger
some memories,

uh, your own voice,
your own handwriting.

Maybe reading about who you were

will remind you of who you are.

It... it's no beach read, but...

Heh. Good because I seem to
remember not liking the beach.

Then you're making progress.

And I'm starting to remember
why we were friends.

Uh... yep. Just friends.

Ah, and what kind of friend would I be

if I didn't bring you
something a little more fun

than some dusty, old books to
help kickstart your memories?

That is, unless you forgot how to ride.

_

Hi, Dad.

How's the hand?

Oh.

I'm more concerned
about you, sweetheart.

How are you feeling?

Grateful actually... to you

for saving me from a life of Kate Kane.

Concert tees and single earrings?

She should wear a size two wet blanket.

It would be more on brand.

Her bar is cool, though.

Can I have it when we're done?

I'll make sure it's still standing
when we're finished.

Heh heh.

Here. These should help us get started.

Turns out Kate Kane had a thing
for putting her feels on paper.

If you can suffer through all

the "Dear diary, being
Batwoman is so hard",

it's basically a user manual
for the Batcave.

Well done, my dear.

And once I have everything I need

to give me back my island,

you have my blessing to
bring this one to its knees.

Yeah. You are coming, too.

Hello?

Oh. Hey, Ryan.

You were hoping I'd be Kate.

- No. I mean...
- Come on.

I'm not thinking all of this is for me.

Pretty sure I know what memories
you're trying to jog.

All right. All right. You got me.

So you, Kate, and Batwoman 1.0.

That's a pretty drama-filled
love triangle.

Well, if there's some
parts of our history

she doesn't remember, it
might not be the worst thing.

So where do you two go from here?

Looks like I could ask
you the same thing.

If Kate's gonna get her life back,

she should have her loft back, too.

Look. If you need a place to crash,

I've got a surprisingly
comfortable pull-out couch.

Thanks, but I got a place lined up.

It's a little small, but it's got

a killer view of the river.

Girl, you know just
because Kate's returned

it doesn't mean you have
to give everything back.

The suit's hers. I was just
keeping it warm for her.

You made the suit your own

just like you made Batwoman your own,

and you've proven yourself

to every single person in Gotham.

There's one person I
haven't proven myself to,

and she's the only other person
who knows what this job takes.

Kate will be so proud
of what you've done.

Like letting Black Mask
take over the city,

and now he's superteaming with Safiyah?

Yeah. Well, not to pile on,

but you can add recruiting
ex-Crows to that mix.

Word on the street is
he's offering top dollar.

Every one of you
signed up to protect this city

with a noble purpose in your hearts,

and what did you get in return?

Your hands tied by corrupt politicians

who care more about
some criminal's rights

than what is right,

a system more concerned
with the red tape

than the red blood running
through our streets.

The people you're there to
defend would rather defund.

Well, I'm here to pick up the tab.

I'm gonna give you the tools you need

and the free rein to use them,

so what do you say?

Who wants to take off the gloves...

and put on the mask?

- Whoo!
- Whoo!

- Yeah!
- Whoo!

Help yourselves, gentlemen.

Not a big fan of the speech, huh?

I worked on it all night.

Heh. Just can't shake the suspicion

that I'm the same cog
in a different machine.

First Jacob Kane's, now yours.

What's the difference?
What's in this for me?

Hmm. You don't want to be a cog, huh?

I respect that.

What if I told you...

you could be the machine?

Hello! Still working here.

I know,

and I know who you're working for.

Yeah. Those False Face guys downstairs

aren't gonna be helping you.

- What do you want?
- To follow the money.

I hear your boss has been
putting ex-Crows on the payroll.

I'm not telling you anything.

You don't have to.

Anybody an expert in quickbooks?

Because somebody's got
Black Mask by the piggy bank.

Hello?

KATE, ON MONITORS: Aw. Hangover aside,

it sure felt nice to be back
in my old bed again

and back behind my old desk.

After everything that's happened,

I just can't believe
you're sitting right here.

You know where I can't wait to be?

Out there in the suit,
protecting Gotham again.

Well, Mama. Back where we started.

You'd think by now I'd be used to having

the good things that happen
to me getting taken away.

You... plant you...

and now the Bat.

I know what you're gonna say.

Maybe the reason I kept
saying Kate wasn't ready

is because I wasn't ready to leave.

And you'd also tell me make the most

of what time you have left.

Message received, Mama.

Okay, Black Mask.

Let's see where you've been spending

all of that Snakebite money

because it looks like
you are trying to buy

a damn army.

Hands where I can see them!

What the hell is this?

Unh! Get off of me!

Hey. Get your damn hands off my stuff!

I don't think this is your stuff.

But I'm thinking these
are definitely yours.

Look like Snakebite injectors to me.

You guys planted that.

That's what they all say.

Get her out of here.

Hi.

Good-bye, my love.

Earth to earth...

ashes to ashes...

dust to dust...

Ocean to ocean.

I've come to pay my respects.

Ryan Wilder.

Or should I call you Batwoman?

Depends.

Should I call you Roman Sionis

or Black Mask?

I have to admit I was surprised

to find out the caped crusader

was 9-to-5ing it as a barkeep.

And I was surprised to
find out that Gotham's

latest supervillain
was a cosmetics mogul.

Mary Kay joining your legion of doom?

No. I am merely a concerned citizen

trying to restore justice
to a lawless city like you.

We are nothing alike.

We both wear masks to avenge the wrongs

perpetrated against us.

I must say I feel that,
uh, given the right push

together we could give
this city its soul back.

Yeah, and all I have
to do is give up mine.

Well, now you're just being selfish.

Why should you be the
only masked vigilante

who gets to be the arbiter of justice?

Why shouldn't everyone
have the same opportunity?

After all, it feels good, doesn't it?

It does. It feels good to fight

for people who are powerless,

people trapped by a broken system,

people like your daughter.

I know what happened to her,

how she was assaulted,

how the Crows covered it up,

made her look crazy,
then threw her in Arkham,

where she suffered and died.

Where she was murdered.

You know what? Maybe we do
have something in common

because...

I know that rage you feel,

the need to make someone pay,

but using her to justify
what you're doing

is dishonoring her memory.

I don't put much stock in the words

of a repeat drug offender.

Neither do judges for that matter,

not that you're going
to live to see one.

No hard feelings, Wilder,

but I can't have you getting in my way.

Good-bye, Batwoman.

Arrested? For what?

Possession of drug paraphernalia

with intent to distribute.

- Snakebite injectors.
- So she was set up.

We need to have all
hands on deck for this.

Where's Kate right now?

"I'm telling you this because I know
you'll figure it out eventually,

and I want you to know that lying to you

was the hardest thing I've ever done,

but I lied because"...

"I love you".

So there's that.

And I don't know if you
remember writing that

or even feeing it, but...

But there's not a day that went by

that I didn't read your letter.

I guess I thought we'd have
all the time in the world

for me to tell you
everything that I felt,

but... then suddenly our time was up,

and all I had was that letter

with all of your feelings

and no time left to tell you mine.

And now I'm thinking I should have taken

a little more time before
laying all this on you.

No.

No.

I'm just glad I don't have
to lie to you anymore.

Ryan's been arrested.

Hey. How the hell does
Roman know Ryan is Batwoman?

Ryan didn't say. Probably
because she was so focused

on using her one phone call to warn us

he was gonna have her killed.

- Where is she now?
- Ryan's being held

in a secure holding area
at the Gotham City Courthouse.

Cell phone pings show
50-plus cops in that area,

but we don't know who's on
Black Mask's payroll and who isn't.

All it takes is one to make sure

Ryan dies in custody.

Then they make up any story
they want after that.

It's not gonna be an
easy extraction, okay?

It's gonna be hard to tell the
friendlies from the unfriendlies.

I think your old cowl's
around here somewhere,

but I hope you weren't kidding

when you said you
wanted to suit up again.

Ryan risked everything to save my life.

How can I not do the same?

Actually, it's we.

I'm going with you.

I just got you back.
I'm not losing you again.

That is so sweet.

I'll take the Batbike,
you take the U-Haul.

What?

No!

I want you to know

that lying to you

was the easiest thing I've ever done.

Unbelievable.

You were less than one week away

from your parole board review.

I was gonna recommend you be discharged

from supervised release.

You were this close to putting
your past mistakes behind you,

and then you get caught
with Snakebite injectors?

They were not mine.

Well, that sounds familiar. Hmm?

Last time, they weren't yours either,

only now you've added
intent to distribute

and violation of your parole
to the possession charge.

We're talking real time, Ryan.

Do you have any idea how
absolutely screwed you are?

Yes, but I don't think you do.

I have been set up.

Oh. Right. Really? By who? The GCPD?

No. Black Mask, who owns the GCPD,

and they are trying to kill me.

Okay. So I'm guessing they
didn't find any Snakebite

because you got high on it.

Trust me.

I am not going to make it out

of this building alive.

Okay.

Fine. Indulging this paranoid fantasy

because apparently that's what I do now.

Why would one of Gotham's
worst criminal masterminds

want to target you?

Because I'm Batwoman.

Ryan, you can't expect me
to believe any of this!

You saw that 6-man SWAT team
that brought me in here.

You saw how many guards
are waiting outside.

You saw all of that
firepower for a bag full

of empty Snakebite injectors.

Now I need you to see me.

Stand up.

Do you see me?

Hold on!

I need to speak with Judge Hamada.

I have reason to believe my parolee

is being railroaded.

Ugh!

Agh!

What the hell is going on in there?

- Damn it.
- Wait!

You're gonna need this.

It'll get you out of the
parking garage exit

if you hurry.

Thank you.

Not just for this but for believing me.

Anytime...

Batwoman.

No royal guard to accompany the queen.

I'd love to meet Tatiana's replacement.

I've known where you are at all times.

If I wanted you dead,
I would have tasked

the men who tracked you here to do it.

So you came alone. Well, that's gutsy.

You wouldn't dare kill me.

Besides, that would be no fun for you.

Even after you killed my Ocean!

His death, however tragic,

was a necessary sacrifice.

He wasn't one of your
island hippies, you bitch!

You said you loved him like a brother.

And I've taken him from you just the way

you took the thing I loved most,

the Desert Rose.

Now we are even.

Let this war between us die with Ocean

before you join him.

So much for the war ending

because that sounded an
awful lot like you threatening

to kill me.

My dear,

I'm here to save you.

From what?

A yummy, daddy-approved boyfriend?

From the thing you fear most...

spending the rest of your
days locked in a cage.

A storm is coming for Gotham,

and only one place you can seek shelter.

There she is.

And where's that?

Coming down off of a haloperidol bender

courtesy of this little guy.

Other side effects
you can look forward to

include confusion, nausea...

And hopefully not vomiting

because we're stuck in here.

Kate... Circe... whatever
the hell we call her...

really did a number on this thing.

She was playing us the whole time.

Yeah. We were so desperate
to have her back,

we fell for it.

Pretty sure pouring your heart out

to a sleeper agent has that beat.

But... she could have
killed us, and she didn't.

Maybe there's still some
Kate left in there.

Or maybe just enough to
give the keys to the castle.

You know, I know we're
excited about Kate being back,

but I really could have
used a helping hand.

So could we!

What the hell happened?

Remember when I said I know
Kate better than you do?

Only works if it's really Kate.

It was Circe
pretending the whole time.

So where is she now?

No idea.

Okay.

Okay. I'm gonna have to cut through it.

Where the hell are the weapons?

There's one.

You have the coolest toys.

And here I was thinking I was the girl

who had everything.

I guess now I do.

Running away. How heroic.

Come back with me. Come home.

You want me to come back
to Coryana with you?

Ha ha ha!

Well, that depends.

Do you have any non-smoking
rooms available?

No, because I'm pretty
sure that I turned

your little island into
an all-inclusive ashtray.

Not for much longer.

Coryana will soon be abloom
with Desert Rose once more

thanks to a small cutting
from one of Poison Ivy's vines.

Its rather aggressive growth properties

will soon turn my one
Rose into thousands.

Poison Ivy, huh?

Didn't know you had the green
thumb girl on speed dial.

I don't. I simply struck
a gentlewoman's agreement

with a new friend to procure it for me.

You see, she was all to eager to help me

once I had a sword driven through
the powerful man who had wronged her

along with the men who
condemned her to Arkham,

where she was trampled.

Circe Sionis.

Oh.

You didn't really think you'd
gotten your sister back, did you?

If you're not gonna give me
something to shoot at,

I'm gonna have to improvise.

Kate, I know that there's still

a small part of you in there

that doesn't want to kill us!

Unfortunately, but that small part of me

is not my trigger finger.

Wow! I'm really getting
the hang of this now.

Then again, it is just like shooting

at sad, needy, pathetic
fish in a barrel.

Unh!

This nose cost more
than everything in here.

It's not your nose. Otherwise,
I would have broken it.

Oh. Don't pull your
punches on my account.

I know I won't.

This is why Gucci made belts

and not lassos.

Hey. These gonna be strong enough?

They're titanium. Let's find out.

- Okay.
- 1, 2, 3.

Okay.

Yeah, yeah. Come on.

Let her go!

Don't do this.

You're not gonna shoot me.

Because you love me.

Ryan, don't feel bad.

Kate wasn't strong enough
to be me either.

You have nothing.

No boyfriend, no sister.

I'm all you have left
except for enemies.

Soon, Gotham will
offer you no sanctuary.

But you will?

Of course, my dear.

Who else is going to protect you?

Who else is going to love you?

You're all alone. You have no family

other than me.

I know.

Oh.

Oh!

Because you took them from me.

And I'll remove your Desert Rose dagger

once I get them back,

and then we'll talk.

But you're right.

Killing you... tck, tck...
that would be no fun.

But making you suffer...

now that's a different story.

Radiation gauges,

biohazard level 3?

What is this place?

Well, it was where
Bruce kept the weapons

and other bad stuff he confiscated

from all the villains he took down.

And now Circe has them.

Look, Ryan. I'm sorry.

You warned us not to rush things,

and we all just wanted Kate back so bad

we just didn't question it,

but you did.

It doesn't matter now.

She has WMDs, the Batbike,

my suit, my weapons.

Look. I know it's bad,

but we'll figure it out.

We always do.

I hope you're right, Mary,

because if I'm being honest...

I'm scared as hell.

Joker's acid flower.

Clayface's mud,

Killer Croc's tooth.

Why you collecting all this stuff

from Batman's enemies?

So I can succeed where they failed.

Shall we get started?

Greg, move your head!

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