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My name is Kara Zor-El.
I'm from Krypton.

I'm a refugee on this planet.

I was sent to Earth
to protect my cousin.

But my pod got knocked off course.

And by the time I got here,

my cousin had already grown up
and become... Superman.

I hid who I really was
until one day

when an accident forced me
to reveal myself to the world.

To most people, I'm a reporter
at CatCo Worldwide Media.

But in secret I work
with my adopted sister

at the DEO to protect
this planet I call my home

from anyone
that means to cause it harm.

I am Supergirl.

Previously on
Supergirl...

As I step down, I put my full confidence

in Vice President Baker
as Commander in Chief.

The climate
towards the aliens is changing.

But I cannot fight with you. I'm sorry.

Those roaches wanna be us, Agent Jensen.

They came for our planet.
And your job is to protect that.

Your assistance will be greatly noted.

Earth first.

What is that?

It's a Kryptonite contamination alarm.

Find out where.

Supergirl, we've got a Kryptonite alert

- somewhere in National City.
- Director Danvers...

You're gonna need to stay back

until we figure out
what we're dealing with.

- Alex.
- What?

It's not just National City.
It's everywhere.

Supergirl, do you read me?

Earth first! Earth first! Earth first!

- Alex.
- J'onn!

The atmosphere was just seeded
with Kryptonite.

- What?
- Look, I'm not sure how it happened,

but Supergirl was flying back from D.C.,

and now, I can't get her on her comms.

She's way out in the atmosphere, J'onn,

and the last known signal from her
was in Nevada.

I'm on it.

Come on, Supergirl. Where are you?

I've got her.

- She's falling fast.
- Come on, J'onn, where are you?

- He's too far.
- He'll make it.

If he doesn't,
with the Kryptonite radiation,

the impact will kill her.

Come on. Get our girl.

I've got you.

Yes!

Alex, she's in bad shape.
I'm coming in hot.

Oh, no, no. We need
to get her to a clean room, stat.

It won't do any good.

The entire atmosphere
was irradiated in an instant.

- Nowhere is safe.
- We have to do something.

- Yellow sun radiation should help.
- Yeah, okay, let's do it.

- What could do something like this?
- The lead dispersal device.

The one that we used
to knock out the Daxamites?

Unlikely, that device is here
under lock and key.

Only a DEO agent could...

Jensen.

What about
Astra's anti-Kryptonite shield?

Do you have an anti-Kryptonite shield?

Winn adapted it
for moments just like this.

It can leach the Kryptonite
out of her system.

- Vault 97.
- I'll get it.

Activate the sun lamps. Okay.

- What did he mean "Jensen"?
- We had a security breach.

The President's attackers,
they escaped custody,

and one of our DEO recruits,
he helped them.

J'onn, I can fix this. I can fix her.

I am not losing my sister today.

I've got it.

She's seizing.

- Why isn't it working?
- It just needs more time.

What kind of person
is capable of doing this?

Now, in each and every one of you,

there is a light,
a spirit that cannot be snuffed out.

That won't give up.
I will never abandon you.

And I am doing everything I can
to fight for you,

but I can't do it alone.
I need your help again.

I need you to hope.

Yeah, sure.

We can all leap tall buildings
in a single bound.

If you will remember
that you can all be...

We can punch him
into the middle of next week.

I was watching that.

More like hate-watching it.

George. Dad, I think it's quite enough.

Show that speech over and over again,
like it was the Gettysburg Address.

Project Maniac was weeks ago.

- It's "Myriad."
- Oh. That's right.

Project Myriad.

Stupid name.

And who was responsible?

Other roaches from her home planet.

Pete, we don't talk like that
in this house.

No, it's fine.
I hear it at school sometimes.

What's the problem? Just saying that,

you know, aliens are resilient
like cockroaches.

Their planet may die,

but they survive
and infest someone else's.

- Dad!
- What?

Supergirl's family invades our planet
with the power of gods.

And all us little people
are just supposed to sit back,

relax and have hope?

Is that it?

Meanwhile, our president
offers them all amnesty?

Amnesty.

So, you tell me, Georgie,
how deep does this conspiracy go?

Ben, I think, maybe,
you should drive your dad to work.

Firing up that alien factory
across the street today.

Two dozen known alien worlds,

and Nth metal
is just the strongest material

brought to Earth
from any one of them, by far.

It's... Gotta think of the good
it can do. Cars, skyscrapers.

It doesn't even have a vowel.
It's suppose to hold up skyscrapers?

We lost the Luthor Corporation
contract last week.

- What?
- I had to shutter two blast furnaces.

Taking on statue commissions
just to make ends meet.

What if you retrofitted the factory
to process Nth metal?

- You could retrain your employees.
- This town was built on steel.

American steel.

You rip out that foundation,

and everything will crumble around it.

You mark my words.

People thought textiles
would be the end of modern society,

but the Industrial Revolution,

it created unprecedented opportunities...

I'm not one of your students, Ben.

And I'll remind you,

it was called a "revolution"
for a reason.

And I'll also remind you,

that steel is what paid for that
fancy college education of yours,

that you seem to only wanna use

when you wanna condescend
to your old man.

Worth every penny. Right, Dad?

Not so much.

Listen. Hey, hey.
You're the strongest guy I know.

You're stronger than Nth metal.

Your workers are strong, too. I just...

You're gonna figure something out.
It's gonna be okay.

You'll see.

Come on, boys.
Stop those aliens.

- Come on, come on. Let's do this.
- Let's stop them.

Let's go.
We're gonna shut down those aliens.

- Let's move.
- Stop those aliens.

Stop that truck!

Get down!

What's going on here?

Thack! Thack, what the hell
is going on here?

We're not gonna let them
kill this town, Ben.

- What? No!
- We won't let them.

Wait! No, no, no, no.

Dad! Dad, you gotta stop this.

They're your employees.
They'll listen to you.

- Dad!
- Please!

We're workers, same as you.

He's got spikes!

No! No! No, no, no.

Guys, guys, guys, listen to me!
It's just the way he looks!

It's just the way he looks!
It's okay, it's okay.

- We come in peace!
- Okay, let's just all calm down.

And be reasonable.

I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to!
I didn't mean to!

Someone call an ambulance!

Hey, stay with me.

Stay with me.

Super...

Is it Supergirl?

No. Agent Alex Danvers. FBI.

Supergirl got called away.
Afraid you're stuck with me.

Oh, is it... Is it bad?

Not half as bad as what you
and your friends did to that Bravik.

What? No, no, no. No, I was just...
I was trying to help,

but our guys are just angry.
They are scared, they're...

- Your guys?
- My family,

we own the steel factory across the way.

The workers, they're very good people.

Oh, they are lucky people.

Because Supergirl
went very, very easy on them.

Keep it clean, change the bandage often
and stay out of trouble.

Went very, very easy on them?

The FBI are supposed
to work for the people.

Indeed, we work for the American people

- and per the Alien Amnesty Act...
- Alien. Alien?

The man your workers just attacked
is an American.

He has just as much right
to work here safely as you.

He impaled my son with a freak spike.

I think you're talking about
his biological defense mechanism.

Biological what? It was an assault!

What do you call this?

Hey.

Supergirl was just attacked

with stolen alien weaponry
on Fig and 8th.

Winn said that she's okay, but...

All right. Let's move it out! Let's go.

How are you doing, buddy?
Are you all right?

Uh...

Why in the world is the FBI
working with Supergirl?

The real question is,
why are they working against us?

See if we can't do something
for the children's hospital.

Maybe a fundraising gala would help?

Ms. Luthor,
could I have a word with you?

Please. It's about my father's company,
Lockwood Family Steel.

Wait, wait, it's okay.

Hi, how can I help you?

Hi, I am so sorry
to ambush you like this.

You're not exactly
an easy person to reach.

Well, that's by design, but...

Lockwood Steel.
You're Peter Lockwood's son?

Yeah, I'm Ben Lockwood and, uh...

Okay.
Um, for 20 years,

Lockwood Steel has been used

in some of Luthor Corp's
most successful products.

Well, yeah, that is true,

but in case you weren't aware,
we are rebranding.

And in order for L-Corp
to remain successful,

it has to stay current.

Steel made with Nth metal is the future.

Shouldn't the past matter, too?

Look at it this way.
This is an opportunity for your father

to modernize the plant
and his work force.

Well, yeah, but those machines
cost millions of dollars.

Your father is a businessman,
and a good one.

Just because it's the march of progress,
doesn't mean he has to be left behind.

Manifest Destiny.

That was the name
of America's unstoppable push west

during the mid 1800s.
It's quote "progress..."

Ladies and gentlemen,
I'm gonna go off script a little bit.

Progress. What do we think of progress?

Without continual growth and progress,

notions such as improvement,
achievement and success

have no meaning.

That's not me. That's Ben Franklin.

But my point is,

ever since the beginning, our leaders
have been obsessed with progress.

But can you tell me
what's so great about it?

Well, the Discovery of the New World,
that's progress, right?

For Spain and Columbus.
Not so much for the Native Americans.

President Marsdin's Alien Amnesty Act.

Is that progress?

I think it's progress, right?
Of course, it is.

But I know some Americans
who don't think so.

In fact, I know some Americans
who are worse off for it.

So, what's my point?

The next time someone tells you
how great progress is,

I want you to stop a moment,
I want you to think

about who paid the price for it.

Okay, get out of here, get out of here.

The fallout
continues for Biomax Technology

exposed last month
for touting a fraudulent,

and possibly fatal...

Dad! What are you doing home?

I shut it down.

Oh...

- Not another blaster.
- Whole factory.

What?

He went to the bank for the loan.
They said no.

Hell with them and everyone else.

Oh, God, Dad...

- I am so sorry.
- Spare me.

This is what happens

when you're too soft,
when you don't stand up and fight.

Fight... Dad, fight who?

- You know who.
- The roaches.

- George!
- George!

- Sorry.
- Okay, we might not have much,

but we still have the house. We can...

We can get a second mortgage.
I'm gonna go talk to the bank.

Talk. That's most of what you do, right?

Talk, talk, talk.

When what you should be doing

- is go out there...
- Hey.

- ...and be a man.
- Dad, calm down, all right?

You're drunk.

People of Earth, do not be afraid.

We come in peace.

We have crossed a sea of stars
in order to bring you a new way.

You were saying?

A better way.

Oh. Look at that. Gin rummy.

Okay, I'm 100% sure you're cheating.

Okay, so, what have we got?
This is maybe a week of food,

maybe two if we ration it.

Yeah, but we're running out of water.

We have three, maybe four days.

- Didn't we fill the tub?
- Yes.

- I think maybe we should leave.
- Leave?

- This is our home.
- Yeah, it is,

but it's quickly
running out of food and water.

There is nowhere for us to go.

The Daxamites have set up checkpoints.

Okay, well, then we drive
as far as we can.

Maybe we can sneak around
the checkpoints, get to Coast City,

but we have to try something.

Try something? Yeah.

How about we try this? How about we stay
and we fight for what's ours?

This is our home, Ben.
We're not refugees.

Dad, just wait here.
Supergirl will come and save us.

No! No, she won't,

because Supergirl is an alien,
just like the invaders.

And fight, Dad? Fight with what?

Because all we have is right here.

But you know what? That's okay.
Because we're a family.

And we can come together as a family.

So, Dad, you and Georgie get the bags.

Lydia, ready the car,
I'll get the supplies.

Hey, listen. We can do this.

Okay.

You're a good man, Ben Lockwood.

You're not so bad yourself.

Go!

- Get back!
- Go! Go!

- My bike!
- It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

You're safe now.

Are they gone?

Next question.

Um... All right, long beard, go ahead.

With the White House
renovations coming along,

what color is the President
intending to paint the Blue Room?

Blue.

Can somebody please bring me
some Ibuprofen?

I feel a bit of a headache coming on.

Mr. Olsen?

Eve, can you make sure
that we have a reporter downtown

for the bank robbery?

We can't expect Kara
to be everywhere, all over...

This is Professor Lockwood from NCU.
Remember he asked for five minutes?

Right.

Thank you for seeing me
on such short notice.

Not a problem.
I always have time for a subscriber.

- Please, have a seat.
- Yeah.

Um, what can I help you with?

Well, I'll just ask you.

Why doesn't CatCo cover the impact
of extraterrestrial attacks

on your average citizen?

I'm surprised to hear you say that
because we make our best effort

to cover every side of every story.

And our coverage
on the Daxamite invasion

and its aftermath did win us a Pulitzer.

Without doubt,
it's a very beautifully-written article,

but it treats the story
like it's over and done with.

In my neighborhood,
people have lost their jobs,

people have lost possessions,
people have lost...

People have lost their homes. Um...

I'm sorry, it's been a hell of a week.

Let me just blow your mind here, okay?
Home owner's insurance.

Did you know that it doesn't
actually cover alien invasion?

- Who knew?
- We did,

because we covered that
in our business section.

Right, and that's
all the way in the back,

and it turns the common person
into numbers and statistics.

I am here to tell you that there are
people behind these numbers.

People who are hurting,
and it would be so very helpful

if you would just
tell their stories, too.

Professor Lockwood,
I appreciate your position,

and I'm very sorry
for what you've been going...

Did you hear anything that I...
This isn't about just me...

Mr. Olsen, I have Lena Luthor
on the line for you.

I have to cut this short,

but you made some valid points
and I'll bring them up to Ms. Luthor.

Lena Luthor. What the hell
does she have to do with any of this?

I'm not sure if you heard,
but she runs this place now.

Ms. Luthor. No, I'm not busy right now.

Nativist.

Term often used in a derogatory fashion

to describe those who fear the other.

Question for you.

What's wrong with those
who wish to protect their homes

from the outsiders?

Well, America
is a country of immigrants.

Yes, but that's always
been controversial.

You see, in 1775,
Benjamin Franklin himself

writes of his own fears of immigrants
whom he warned,

"The immigrant will never adopt
our language or customs

any more than
he could acquire our complexion."

Franklin was talking
about German immigrants

back when America
was still a British colony.

I don't see how it applies to anything.

I can see why this point of view
would be problematic,

especially since we are talking
about human immigrants.

Human immigrants, who,
for the past 200 years,

made America great
no matter what their complexion.

But now, we welcome immigrants
not only from outside our borders,

but from beyond our atmosphere.

So let me just ask you...

How does the human worker compete?

Anyone? How does the human worker
compete against an alien

who could lift two tons of steel

over its head
without even breaking a sweat?

How does the human worker compete

against an alien that can fly goods
from one coast to the other,

leaving our trucks
to rust away in the sand?

Sorry, Professor, what page are we on?

Ben Franklin's fears have come to pass.

The modern immigrant cannot assimilate,

and it's not a question of desire,
not a question of culture,

it is a question of biology.
And from that context...

From that context,

I should be proud
if you were to call me a nativist.

This isn't nativism. It's xenophobia.

I can't say I'm surprised to hear that

from someone with your complexion.

We've had another complaint
about your class, Ben.

Uh-oh, millennials.

Still, it sounds like your lectures
are extreme.

Well, history is extreme,
truth is extreme.

The classroom isn't a safe space

where everyone gets to hear
a fairy tale version of the facts.

And if students
can't handle perspectives

that are different than their own,

then I don't know,
maybe they don't belong here.

The tenure board would disagree.

Uh, what are you saying?

You've been warned multiple times
about the rhetoric in your class.

Now we think you should
take a leave of absence without pay.

You know what my family
is going through.

I can't lose this job.

You're passing on your own prejudice
to our students, Ben.

We're a university, a diverse one.

Look, I'm sorry.

I've always liked you,
but you brought this on yourself.

Dean Warren, look, I'm...

I still can't believe
they haven't rounded up

all those escaped convicts
from Albatross Bay.

Honestly, after that crazy goth chick
tried frying them all in their cells,

they probably deserve a little furlough.

Um, do you know this guy?

Professor Lockwood?
Did you follow me here?

Did you tattle on me, Snowflake?

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about?
Okay, look, the complexion thing.

I'm sorry, I apologize
but you had to get me fired?

This is my job.
This is my livelihood. I have a family!

I didn't say anything,
but I'm not surprised someone did.

Oh, "someone." Oh, absolutely!
Because I was so out of line!

Look at you. You're not okay.

Okay, I don't need your pity...

- Hey, everything okay here?
- Yeah.

You're not an alien.
What are you doing here?

Wha... It's karaoke night.
Let me ask you something.

Should I do Beastie Boys?
Do you think I could pull that off?

It's either that, or "Africa" by Toto.

That's not really
what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about you're human
and they are not,

- and they are dangerous.
- What do you mean by "they"?

Roaches.

Oh, you don't know what
I'm talking about? She does.

We don't touch aliens.

Actually, you know what?
We don't touch anyone.

So why don't you keep your hands
to yourself and watch that mouth.

Got it. Yeah. Earth traitor.

- Thanks for the backup.
- Yeah. Anytime.

And for the record,
definitely Beastie Boys.

I knew it.

Excuse me, sir,
are you a concerned citizen?

Hi, are you concerned for your children?

Hi, are you concerned
that Supergirl works with the FBI

to round up political enemies?

Hi, are you... Can you just watch it?

Sorry. My bad. It's just an accident.

Was it, though?

- Whatever, dude.
- Okay. Walk away!

I'll take one of those.

Keep spreading the good word, brother.

Thank you.

Oh, God. Not again.

- Are you safe?
- We're fine.

- But your dad...
- Why? What about him?

I can't reach him.
I don't know where he is.

I think I have an idea.

Dad!

Dad!

Oh, my God. Dad!

Dad!

I'm gonna get you out of here.

You can't.

Okay. You're right, you're right.

I'm gonna lift this up, and then you
just slip out from under it, okay?

One, two, three!

You're not Supergirl.

No. No. I can do this, Dad.
I can get you out of here.

I don't want you to.

What?

Dad, what did you just say?

I came here on purpose, Ben.

This is my home.

And this steel...

It's my life, always has been.

Now, its time is over, and so is mine.

Hey, hey, hey, no. Don't talk like that.
You've got a lot of years left.

Maybe, but all the good ones
are long behind me.

Remember how I raised you, kid.

- And you raise Georgie the same way.
- Yes, sir.

All right? You stand tall.

Stand proud.

You're a Lockwood.

You're human.
This planet belongs to you.

Stand up and fight for what's yours.

Dad!

I love you, Dad.

Love you, too. Now, go,
go be the man I raised you to be.

Sometimes, things happen in life
that we can't explain.

Like a good man
being sent to an early grave.

And when, not if, these things happen,

it can make us feel like
we want to give up.

So I'm very happy to read to you

my father's favorite quote.

Well, it's the only quote he knew.

Winston Churchill.

"Never give in.

Never give in.

Never, in nothing, great or small,

large or petty,

except in considerations
of honor and good sense.

Never yield to force,

or the apparently overwhelming might
of the enemy that confronts you.

Never. Never, ever

give in."

Well, you certainly
have some nerve coming here.

I just wanted to pay my respects.

You had the chance to give respect
when I asked for help.

But now, my dad's gone,
so we don't need it.

Okay, Ben, listen,
this isn't about your factory.

This is about you and your family
and your father's workers.

Times are tough,

and I wanted to set up a fund
in your father's name...

- Oh, absolutely not.
- I'm just trying to help.

You work with the things
that killed him.

Nth metal, alien technology.

Oh, I hear you've got
some new image device,

lets them hide what they are.

That's really sick.

I understand that you're angry, okay?
But you can't go down this path.

Blaming other people for your problems,
you will just end up like my brother.

They're not people.

Nice speech, Benny.
What do you say, you join us for a beer?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, thanks for hiring us
to patch up your place, Ben.

Jobs have been scarce
since the factory shut.

Jobs are scarce because of the roaches.

Damn right.

Remember what your old man said, Ben.
"Never give up."

The fact that monstrosity
is still standing,

while this place has been left to rot,
it's an insult to us all.

What if we did something?
Seriously, what if we did something?

It's like Dad always said,
"You can talk, talk, talk.

Sooner or later, a man's
gotta stand up and be a man!

And he's gotta fight."

That's all well and good,
but what can we do?

I don't know.

What if we burn it down?

Come on. Come on. Okay.

All right, gentlemen,
let's light them up.

I already got one.

No sloppy work. Safety first.
I'll show you how it's done.

Look at it burn!

Stronger than steel now?

I can't breathe.

Oh, no, he's human.

- Earl! Earl!
- I'll go get help.

He's got a face changer.

Don't move. Don't move. I remember you.

He's dangerous.

No, I'm not.

I'm a floor manager.

No, you're not.

- You're an alien.
- Don't.

I actually met him once,
and I thought, "Oh, this guy is soft."

But I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong.

Maybe this is exactly what we need.

We need humans protecting humans.

I mean, when the Founding Fathers said,

"All men are created equal,"
what did they mean? They meant men.

They didn't mean some roach
from the vacuum of space.

I mean, my God,
if Benjamin Franklin were alive today,

would he have protected
the right of some Maaldorian

to take your job, Thack?

- Hell no.
- Hell no, no, no.

He would have defended you.

Can you give me a second?
Just pass those out.

I'll be right back, everyone.

Dean Warren.

Ben. How are you?

Oh, I'm good. I'm very good.
Um, how are you?

Wish I could say the same.

Classes are overcrowded,
budget's being cut.

- Minnie and I lost the house, too.
- Oh, no, no.

That, uh, genesis event.

- Terraforming.
- Right.

We're in student housing now.

- Oh, I'm sure Minnie loves that.
- Yeah.

Look, Ben,

I'm sorry for what happened

- with you and the University.
- Oh, no.

It was wrong, throwing you out
on the street like that.

I don't think any of us understood

what you were going through, but now...

Now, a lot of people
are going through the same thing.

What's happening is happening to us,

and that gives us power,
that means that we can fight back.

As a matter of fact,
me and some friends,

we are putting together
something like a support group,

and I would like very much
for you to join us.

Professor Lockwood.

Well, that depends on who's asking.

Someone who knows
that you and your friends

have been harassing alien immigrants
for the last couple of months.

Hurting them, killing them.

Get in.

So, you're the thing
that goes bump in the night.

Okay, listen, I don't really know
what you're talking about.

You boys are good.

But you're sloppy.

We found a partial fingerprint

in the pipe you used
to beat over the head of that Bravik.

And we found your DNA in the dirt

next to the bodies
of those Maaldorian twins.

They got you good, huh?
But you got them better.

This should help for next time.

Why would I need body armor
if you're gonna arrest me?

I'm not gonna arrest you.
You've done such great work.

I'm here to tell you
that we need to work together.

People love you, Ben.

You have a rare gift of communication,

like Franklin Roosevelt or Mussolini.

The people I work with,
they don't have such gifts.

But I think
if we could all work together,

we could make this country
a much better place.

How?

We're going to expose the president

as a liar, a fraud and an alien.

Read a little 4chan, do you?

I can understand
why you wouldn't believe me.

But can you imagine
if we proved it was true?

How that would change the world?

Well, that's a nice dream,
but, um, I don't even know who you are.

Mercy Graves.

And that's my brother, Otis.

What's up?

And most importantly, this is Fiona.

Part-time bartender,
full-time alien rights activist.

Don't be fooled by the lipstick.

Beneath the disguise, she's a monster.

One who is organizing other monsters
to defend themselves against us.

But that's okay.

Because some of these creatures
have skills we can use.

So, what do you say?

Besties?

Get down!

Earth first! Earth first! Earth first!

The yellow sun radiation is helping
the shield counteract the Kryptonite.

But not fast enough.

So, what are you saying?

Unless we could somehow get her
out of Earth's very atmosphere,

soon, there won't be anything
we can do for her.

Then that's what we do.
I mean, it worked for Mon-El.

Then we can just put her in a pod,
and we can send her to Argo City.

Negative.
Supergirl's already been irradiated.

She's too weak.

Alex, if we try to take her off-world,
she'll die.

Well, there must be something I can do.

There is, objectively, across
the entire quantifiable universe,

nothing you could do.

Then I need to ask
somebody else for help.

- Lena.
- Where is she?

She's this way.

Hey, listen,
I know that you and Supergirl,

you don't always see eye to eye
on everything,

but it means a tremendous amount
to us, to me,

that you're always here
when we need you the most.

People underestimate me, but I care.
I really do.

You're here.

Oh, my. A radiation-controlled
proto-environment

housed in a vacuum-sealed
mechanical exoskeleton

contained in a spring-loaded
two-millimeter disc.

Supergirl is gonna have to
stay inside this

until we figure out
how to detoxify the atmosphere.

Which we have no idea how to do.

So, this is indefinite confinement?

We have no other choice, so do it.

Don't worry. He's with us.

Is Supergirl dead?

Oh. Nothing official yet,
but it looks scary.

Just one more thing.

Hey, hey! Stop! What are you doing?

- Tying up loose ends.
- It happens.

No! No, not here.
We do not kill our own.

Oh, please.

- He's a nobody.
- Are you sure?

All right. You're from the DEO, right?

You got these fine people out?

- Yeah.
- Good.

Well, then I'm gonna assume
that you can get us all back in.