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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...

I have a feeling that if
you go out there again

something bad will happen.

You're trending. In a bad way.

I'm Colonel Lauren Haley.

And how long will you
be with us, Colonel?

As long as it takes.

You joined up for a reason.

You wanted to make
something of yourself.

It's an alien parasite.

It finds a host, feeds
off whatever energy

the host comes into contact
with, turning them into husks.

The more he absorbs,
the more dangerous he is.

You know, the last time
I was on this rooftop,

it was like an aerial junkyard.

Shards of glass, rusty bikes,

abandoned appliances.

Apparently that was the last time
anyone was up here until yesterday.

You mean, you planted this
garden by yourself in one day?

Well, super speed helps.

James, we are frolicking on
a roof garden, sipping mojitos.

Could you try not
to look so miserable?

Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm
just reading the Internet

and there's so many
people tweeting hate,

at the same time
praising Guardian.

Okay, well, the Internet's a
cesspool. You shouldn't read it.

You know, I should
make a public statement

and disavow any
connection to these people.

Any statement will
validate the trolls, okay?

Besides, all press
is good press.

I don't see how hate groups
praising Guardian could be good press.

Now, you see, I can, all right?

These are people that
never would have read CatCo.

And now because
of Guardian, they do.

You've unwittingly
crossed the divide.

And that is the way
to effect change.

- Maybe you're right.
- I am right.

Lena's always right.

Mmm-hmm.

She's very sagacious.

Little boxes.

Brainy, how many of
those have you had to drink?

- The ginger juice?
- Uh-huh.

Twelve.

You see, James,

the ginger root kicks the
booty of the immune system.

It also strangely
makes the roof spin.

- Long live the Legion.
- Oh...

It's nice to see
you so happy, Kara.

Well, the sun is shining, the...

Look, the Dar-Essa
flower's even blooming.

What is there to be upset about?

Um, Haley starts working
full-time at the DEO tomorrow.

God, that's... That's
a good reason.

She's explicitly here
to curtail my authority.

I mean, she's gonna
make my life a nightmare.

Speaking of nightmares, guys.

- So, Brainy's drunk.
- Oh!

He thought the mojitos
were a vegetable juice.

Did someone say
mojitos at brunch?

- Sounds like my kind of party.
- Nia, I'm so glad you made it.

Everyone, this is Nia.

These are my people.

- J'onn. This is Lena.
- Hello.

That's my sister, Alex.

- Hey.
- Well, CatCo's newest addition.

It's very nice to
finally meet you.

We've heard a lot about you.

All good things, I hope.

Well, James said your passion
for making the world a better place

is matched only by the
elegance of your prose, so...

I wish I could say I paid him,

but I could not
have made that up.

I guess you should just take
the compliment then, huh?

Where's Brainy?

He actually is passed
out under an azalea tree.

- Okay, I'll go find him.
- Yeah.

And as long as I'm
dishing out compliments,

I wanna commend Kara

for landing an interview
with Amadei Derros.

Who's not given
one in over 20 years.

Thank you, but I think J'onn
should get the credit on that one.

Amadei is a friend, but it was
hearing why you wanted to talk

that convinced him
to do the interview.

- Who is this Amadei?
- An alien healer.

He's devoted his entire
life to helping aliens

spiritually and physically.

The interview's tomorrow,
but I could use someone's help

to get the perspective
of his acolytes.

I would love to.

Well, I woke him and
apparently he's fine.

One of my superior capabilities

is recovering from
alcohol libation

with remarkable speed.

Are there any more
scones left? Nia Nal.

You two know each other?

Well, we met once
at a pizza place.

- You know, you never found me.
- But of course I did.

Your address is 775 Gladiola
Drive, second floor, corner apartment.

Your phone number is 555-8010.

You stop at Bob's
Diner every morning

and order an extra super
large coffee. Milk. No sugar.

Okay. Yes, he's
not nearly as stalkery

as that just all came out as.

Well, why didn't you call?

You told me to find
you, not call you.

I'd like to make a toast. Here.

A toast to good friends.

New and old.

To health and happiness
and basking in the sunshine.

- Health and happiness.
- Health and happiness.

The pain...

- Jensen.
- What did you do to me?

It was intended as a gift.

It hurts.

Everything hurts.

Come with me.

Don't come any closer.

I'm warning you!

Reach your hand out.

No.

Stop.

Stop!

- I have his powers?
- That's right.

You can absorb
any alien's abilities

and utterly destroy
the alien in the process.

- I can do that?
- That's right, my friend.

And that makes you
the most valuable asset

in the war to save humanity.

Director Danvers, a word.

Interpreting tone is
not my strong suit,

but I sense this is not good.

Yeah, thanks.

Colonel.

Director Danvers, I've
noticed you reorganized

the strike team command
and control system.

I did.

Are you aware that
system has been in place

since the DEO's inception?

Yes.

But with all due respect,
the system was outmoded.

It used to take us 90 seconds
to get out the door at first alert.

And now by retasking
two analysts...

You cut out the middle man

and reduced deployment
time to 60 seconds.

Which could be the difference
between life and death.

Exactly.

So...

I'm commending
you, Director Danvers.

- Any sign of our traitor, Agent Jensen?
- Not yet.

But our facial recognition
algorithm is scanning National City.

So the moment Jensen
shows his face, we'll get him.

Keep up the good work.

Yes, ma'am.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Miss Danvers.

My name is Cassian. I work
with Amadei. He's expecting you.

Give me your hand, son.

You've declined
interviews for decades,

but you've graciously
agreed to speak with me today.

Why now?

I see what is
happening to our country.

Divisiveness and discrimination.

If we want to fight prejudice,

people need to know
about who we are as aliens,

and what we do.

To lead as an
example for others,

I must be seen.

It's not comfortable for me.

But comfort is not
my priority right now.

I'm sure your example
will inspire many.

You've saved countless
lives with your gift.

Is it true your healing
abilities don't work on humans?

As of yet, my frequency
cannot reach humans.

But it is my greatest wish

to heal the human heart.

Just last week a
carnival was attacked.

A carnival, by vicious aliens
who broke out of prison.

Now, we're talking kids eating
cotton candy on Ferris wheels.

They weren't safe. What did
the government do about it?

They stepped in, sure.
To protect the aliens

who killed at least
two human beings...

Okay, you have got to
stop listening to this dreck.

Guardian.

- Is that Ben Lockwood?
- Do you know him?

Well, when I reorganized L-Corp,

I took my business away
from his father's steel shop

and gave it to an
Nth metal producer.

Who the hell gave
him a platform?

People's Veritas. Some sort
of syndicated fringe website.

Okay, well, there you go.
"Fringe" being the operative word.

Last time I saw Ben Lockwood,
he was a sad, angry man

begging me to write his story,

and now he and every lunatic
like him is praising Guardian

as if I'm one of 'em.

Well, I don't think the Mayor
would invite James Olsen

to be the keynote speaker
at his Annual Media Summit

if he thought he was
some kind of fringe lunatic.

- Wait, what?
- The invitation just came in.

That is what I came to tell you.

Now, you need to stop
obsessing about these trolls

and start writing your speech.

It's Jensen.

He's been located at the
National City Promenade.

This is your collar, Danvers.

Go get him.

Supergirl, it's time to rumble.

I don't care what anyone
says, I love shapeshifters.

What about you, sir?

Would you like to come
face-to-face with yourself?

Why don't you pick on
someone your own shape?

Alex, it's not just Jensen.

He's been infected by Parasite.

Don't worry, I'll
make this quick.

Freeze!

Agents, get him! Go, go, go!

No!

He shapeshifted. Don't
let him out of your sight.

Director Danvers,
we've lost him.

Damn it.

You all right?

You neglected to inform me
that Agent Jensen is not a human.

He is.

Well... He was.

When Mercy and Otis
broke into the DEO,

they took with them a
creature called Parasite.

And once this
Parasite infects a host,

which, in this case, was Jensen,

the host has the ability
to suck the life force

out of whoever it touches.

Leaving that person dead.

And if it's an alien,

absorbing their powers.

We're very lucky he didn't
have more contact with Supergirl.

And we're lucky the host
doesn't have the ability

to retain the powers it absorbs.

So, we'll try to get Jensen
when he's at his weakest.

And how do we do that?

The last time we overloaded
a system with nuclear energy,

it was plutonium.

I'll contact the Pentagon
about gathering nuclear material.

And I'll speak with Supergirl.

- This is one monster she can't fight.
- Very wise, Director Danvers.

Hey. What are you doing?
You should be resting.

You know, when I made
a toast to the sunshine,

I didn't realize
how apt that was,

but now I am fully
charged from the sunlamps,

and I'm ready to get out
there and take down Parasite.

I'm not going out there, am I?

We both know the
danger that Parasite poses.

That he can kill me and get
supercharged at the same time?

Yes, I get it.

But that doesn't mean I don't
wanna go out there and fight him.

I know you're
frustrated by this.

No, no, it's okay, Alex.

See, most people only have
one way to fight for justice,

but luckily, I have two.

- Power of the press.
- I'll write and file my article,

but if there's any
other situation,

- alien or otherwise...
- I know who to call.

Something's wrong.

I touch them, and I get a
rush of power, then it fizzles.

Well, then find another.
You need to keep feeding.

I can't move fast enough
to keep myself powered.

Help me.

Raymond, the Children of
Liberty, our reach is long,

I will cast a net, we
will find a solution.

Humans won't let
humans down, I promise.

Kara, your article
made such an impact.

These comments are incredible.

Look at this one. "I wish my
husband was as kind as Amadei.

Hashtag, I want
to marry an alien."

- Oh, my God.
- What?

Let's skip that one.

There will always be
a couple of bad apples.

No, no. Look, there's more.

"Roaches healing each
other just spreads the vermin.

Kill Amadei, kill them all."

- Listen, most of them were kind.
- But the others are so violent.

I thought showing Amadei
as the great man he is

would bring people together.

One day, last month,

I woke up.

I woke up, I brushed
my teeth and I decided

I don't feel like using
my image inducer today.

I walked out to my local
diner to grab some coffee

and there was a new waitress.

She was cute.

Human.

When she handed me my
check, she had written a note.

"I'm an alien, too."

And she left me her number.

I've seen Miranda
every day since.

And guess what?

She stopped using her inducer.

That's an inspiring story, Miles.
Thank you so much for sharing.

Thanks. Thanks, guys.

Hey, look, I know
it hasn't been easy,

us continuing this
group without Fiona,

but I for one am
happy that we did.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- J'onn.
- Cassian, what is it?

It's Amadei.

My God.

I gave him tea as always,
last night before bed.

I retired to my chamber.

This morning when I came to
wake him, the amulet was gone.

J'onn, I came as soon
as I got your message.

- What happened?
- He's dying, Kara.

He cannot survive
without the amulet.

- We should call the police.
- No.

Our community
doesn't trust the police.

There is too much prejudice
against us right now.

But, J'onn,

I have been told by many
people that you have a gift

for solving crimes.

Would it be all right if I
try to read Amadei's mind?

Of course.

- Who was that girl?
- No one I recognize.

What does it mean, J'onn?

It's possible that she was
the last person who saw him.

That she cut out the amulet.

How do we identify her?

Let me get this straight, you want
me to run a facial recognition search

- of you?
- Correct.

I fear something is
getting lost in translation.

You see, my satellite tells me

the exact coordinates of your
location at this very instant,

so running a facial
recognition search

would be the
very definition of...

Oh... That's another
matter entirely.

Run the algorithm.

Yes, ma'am. Sir.

Ha, that was quick.

Elizabeth Hawkings.
21670 Cornelian Road.

This is Elizabeth
Hawkings' house.

- Looks like she's home.
- Mmm.

Do you think the
amulet's in there?

If it is, I will be
able to sense it.

- I'll meet you out here in ten minutes.
- Yeah.

- Can I help you?
- I'm Kara Danvers.

- I'm a reporter with CatCo Magazine.
- Never heard of it.

Sorry to bother you in
the middle of the day,

but I'm doing an article on

the changing neighborhoods
of National City.

Sorry, I was just in
the middle of something

and I thought you
were a package.

Well, actually, sorry.

An interview will only take
a few minutes, I promise.

What's your article about?

I said it's the, uh, changing
neighborhoods of National City,

and I figured this
one was one of those.

I don't really know
if I can help you.

Do you go to everyone's
houses or am I just on your hit list?

What the hell are you
doing in my house?

Don't be alarmed. I'm
not here to hurt you.

- Elizabeth, call the police.
- Get away from my mother.

No, he's not gonna hurt her.

- You know him?
- And who are you?

- Both of you, get out.
- Elizabeth Hawkings.

We have reason to believe you may
have seen Amadei Derros last night.

Amadei Derros?

Why would I have seen
him? I don't know him.

He was attacked last night.

Someone took an amulet
that keeps him alive.

My daughter would
never attack anyone.

I was at work all night, and then
I went home with my boyfriend.

You were the last person on
Amadei's mind before he was attacked.

That's impossible.
I promise you.

Amadei Derros would
never have thought about me.

He's my father, and I've
never even met the man.

- Amadei is your father?
- Deadbeat father.

He's never even seen her.

He and I had a one night
stand a million years ago.

I thought we had a connection.

But when I told
him I was pregnant,

he shut the door in my face.

He said he'd never even
acknowledge the child.

But he did think about her.

You were at the
forefront of his mind.

Well, it must have
been somebody else.

I wrote him every year,
sent him photos, drawings,

even a stupid book
report in the ninth grade.

He never responded.

I'm no one to him.

Look what you've
done, dredging him up.

I want you out.

I'm sorry.

He was thinking of you.

Somehow, you're connected
to what's happened to him.

- Help me. I'm shriveling up.
- No, you won't.

Because A Child of Liberty
has come forward with a solution

and with it, you will be able
to take the invaders' powers

and never lose them.

You will become invincible.

The human weapon that will
rid this planet of all roaches.

Mankind's true hero.

Plutonium is in short supply,

but I found a store of
uranium. It's en route.

Uranium is less
stable than plutonium.

We run the risk of
a bigger explosion.

We need to get Jensen
to an isolated area.

Or we need to find a way
to contain the explosion.

Tell me what you're thinking.

Well, an electrical force field could
stop the radiation from the blast.

Can you create one on the fly?

An improvised ionic
containment, that could work.

Spherical.

To get the optimal
distribution of electrons.

Like a dome. Yes, it's elegant.

You need something of your
own. Some sort of weapon.

- The Proton Pack.
- Perhaps as a blast gun.

Agent Dox, is this
something you can create?

Yes, yes, I absolutely can.

I can use some force field discs

and link them together
into a force field matrix.

I can also outfit a
gun to blast uranium...

We get it. You're hired.

We make a good team.

That was exhilarating to watch.

Think you need a cause
more than a candidate.

- It's a good cause.
- James Olsen.

I was hoping I
would find you here.

I was just... My
table's in the back.

I doubt we're seated
at the same table.

This event is for members of...

The mainstream media.
Yeah, that's probably

why they seated me in the back.

Listen, I owe you
two an apology.

I wasn't in the best place when
last our paths crossed, but...

Well, things are much better.

Excuse me. I'm
gonna get a drink.

See you in a few minutes.

Make that two, please.

Um, you know, I was just talking
about you on my show recently.

So I heard. And
just to be clear,

you and I do not
represent the same things.

Well, far be it for James Olsen

to listen to an opinion
that is not his own.

I listen to opinions
that are not my own.

But what I heard on your show
was full of discrimination and hate,

and that's when I
stopped listening.

I see. So this is the part
where you and others like you

start making crass
generalizations

based on ignorance
and stereotype.

You forgot the part where
people like me walk away.

James, listen, I...

I apologize again. This is
not the way I wanted this to go.

People are concerned, James.

People have alien whiplash.

I mean, I understand. The super
cousins, they protect us, kind of.

But look, the last three
disasters this country has seen

have all been of alien
origin. Now, Guardian...

Guardian, that's what I
wanna talk to you about.

That is a symbol of human hope.

I want no part of that.

Do not shut these
people out, James.

Can't you see, the
people who think this way,

they're not crazy,
they're scared.

And they need those
fears acknowledged.

And when they are not,

when they get shut down
like you're doing right now,

it just...

It drives them
deeper into darkness.

Let me be very clear
about something, Professor.

You will not lay
this at my feet.

Thanks, Cassian, I'm sure
Amadei can feel their prayers.

It'll help him hold on.

Just know we're doing all
we can to find that amulet

and make him safe.

Word has spread
of Amadei's attack.

There's a vigil forming
outside his home.

All right, I've got
pepperoni and mushroom.

Alex, what are you doing here?
What's going on with Jensen?

Um, he's gone quiet.

Which is unsettling, I know.

But it gave me enough time to
get some sustenance for you both.

Kara texted me about what happened
and I'm sorry about your friend, J'onn.

It turns out I didn't
know him at all well.

I made a tactical
mistake in my reporting.

What are you talking about?

I was so certain
Amadei was a great man,

I published this glowing article
making him out to be a saint,

but if I'd dug a little deeper,

I may have discovered
how flawed he is.

How would that information
have changed anything, Kara?

My portrait of him as immaculate
may have put a target on his back.

I always try to believe
in the best in people

and so much of the time it just
seems to make things worse.

Kara, I usually expect
the worst in people,

and, I mean, that's no better.

I was convinced for sure that
Haley was gonna be a monster,

but instead, she's been very
reasonable and deeply supportive.

Okay.

Okay.

So, we started with the assumption
that Amadei was spotless.

Let's retrace our steps.

Amadei hasn't given an
interview in over 20 years.

But let's see what he said the
last time he did speak to the press.

Hey.

Lexus Nexus.

Wow, Amadei gave
lots of interviews then,

over the course of many years.

And look who's next
to him in all of them.

A woman who claimed
to have met him only once.

You two. You ruined my daughter.

She read your article.

"Amadei's goal was to
heal the human heart."

You mean the alien heart, because
I'm human, and he broke mine.

And you took it out on your
daughter by keeping them apart.

I never wanted her
to know about him.

But then, she found out from
my sister, and started writing him.

Yes, yes, I made sure that
she never got a response.

You think that I would
let him get into her head

after how he ruined me?

The image in Amadei's mind

came from Elizabeth's
letters to her father.

He wrote back, didn't he?

After you two left, she
tore the house apart.

Found where I hid his letters.

She said that I betrayed her.

I made her deny
the alien part of her,

which made her feel like
even more of an outcast.

The Children of
Liberty are right.

All roaches do is bring misery.

What are you saying?

Who are the Children of Liberty?

A group of people who know

our country is overrun with
aliens and it's time to fight back.

They needed help
online, I answered.

Well, we need the amulet.

You will only hurt your daughter
more if you let her father die.

I gave it to a Child of Liberty.

- For what?
- I gave it to a human

who can take away
a roach's power,

turn it into a husk.

- Jensen.
- Yeah.

Alex, the amulet,
Elizabeth's mother stole it.

She gave it to Jensen, so he could
keep the powers he's been taking.

- How did the mom even know?
- She found it on the dark web.

A group called
Children of Liberty?

An alien-absorbing human

with an agenda to kill as
many aliens as possible

and absorb as many
powers as possible,

thereby making
himself invincible.

I believe the most logical place
for him to show up next would be...

Amadei's vigil.

We're on our way.

Hey, buddy, you okay?

Hey, this guy's dead. He's dead!

What is that?

Alex, we're here.
We don't see Jensen,

but there's some
sort of disturbance.

All right, I can
see a purple glow.

Jensen's somewhere in
the middle of the block.

All right, agents,
get into position.

All right, team. I need your
heads up but low profile.

We don't want a riot.

Now, if you see Jensen,
skin-to-skin contact could be fatal,

so do not engage.

You leave that to
Director Danvers.

- Ready, Colonel?
- Activate the dome.

Enter the matrix.

All right, boys, let's find him.

Domingo, you're funny.

And one of the saner
voices in our city.

We need people like you
to provide us with balance.

Maybe.

But I'm starting to wonder
if we need less balance

and more taking a stand.

Especially when it comes
to the alien problem.

I think we need to reassess
their value to society.

But you're one of our
top centrist commentators,

you're not one of those
fringe people like him.

Maybe he's more of a
centrist than you want to admit.

Ladies and gentlemen.

I just got word of a
mass attack in midtown.

Well, I'm sure
Guardian will help.

Well, what's a speech when
this city needs its human hero?

Isn't that right, Mr. Olsen?

- Damn it.
- Be careful.

Jensen has the amulet and
the powers of a Valeronian.

- He's gone.
- Why didn't he overload?

The amulet
increased his capacity

to retain power
more than expected.

Danvers? Danvers, you need to
increase your cannon's powerload.

The increase needs to be at
least 550% in order to be effective.

Though an explosion of that magnitude
will kill everyone inside the dome.

Our operatives have
personal force fields.

But what about everybody else?

If Jensen gets out of the dome
with the power he has now,

we'll have a lot more people
than that to worry about.

Get down.

Jensen has overloaded the dome.

I'm reconfiguring
the power transits.

But our matrix will collapse
in two minutes, 47 seconds.

I need to make sure
Amadei is protected.

Go.

Alex... Alex, people are
on the verge of stampeding.

Supergirl, are you
inside that dome?

I was in the neighborhood.

She won't touch him.

Brainy, I need you to open a
gap in the dome away from Jensen.

I gotta get these
civilians evacuated.

Negative. Danvers, you
need to focus on the target.

I am.

Supergirl will get them out.

On it.

The dome gap is
in place behind you.

The opening is only big enough for
you to evacuate one person at a time.

You have two minutes, 11 seconds
before the entire thing collapses.

Miss, if I may?

Miss, I can help you.

- Supergirl.
- Get behind me.

Agent Jensen.

There's no way
out of here for you.

Then shoot me.

If I shoot you, Raymond,
then everybody in here dies,

including you.

And I know you don't want that.

I want to make
this country safe.

You're not making
anything safer by doing this.

I mean, look at everybody.
Look how scared they are.

And it's not just
aliens, Raymond.

- Thirty seconds.
- It's humans, too.

Danvers, terminate him.

Look, I know when the President
revealed herself as an alien,

you got scared.
A lot of people did.

But don't let that fear
define who you are.

- Twenty seconds.
- I still see that agent

that I wanted to mentor.

I still see that agent that I
was proud to call my colleague.

I still see that good man

who's scared, but
he's still in there.

Ten seconds.

Shoot him, Danvers,
that is an order.

Surrender now, and you'll
save everybody in here.

Be the hero that I know you are.

Even if I give up,
he's still out there.

Who's he?

- I'm dreaming.
- No.

I'm here.

I'm so sorry my mother hurt you.

Because I broke her heart.

I didn't mean to.

And I never, ever
wanted to hurt you...

My daughter.

It's okay.

I'm okay.

My goal has always been
to heal the human heart.

But it is the two of you

who have helped me to heal mine.

- Congratulations.
- Thanks.

Nice work, Director Danvers.

Few casualties,
minimal property damage.

Thank you. Thank you, Colonel.

Um, which cell did you put Jensen
in? I'd like to ask him a few questions.

I sent him to the desert
facility, but he won't be talking.

Apparently, the rapid withdrawal
of alien powers flatlined his brain.

You did good work today.

But the next time I give you orders
I expect for you to follow them.

Yes, ma'am.

Still, I have to say, it's much
better to have you in charge

than that impostor,
J'onn J'onzz.

Excuse me?

Well, when we at the White House
learned about your former director's

true identity, I
recommended his removal.

He was trying to erode
the DEO's mission.

Employing aliens
instead of catching them.

All while pretending
to be someone he's not.

I am glad order's been restored

and we're heading towards
more civil, honest times.

J'onn J'onzz is the
one who recruited me,

promoted me, and taught
me everything that I know.

He's my family.

And he is the best director
this organization has ever seen.

J'onzz set a bad precedent.

But we will set things right. From
now on, we're strictly by the book.

Which means we're going
to act according to rank,

and let's be clear about yours.

Now, you might run this place,
but I am your superior officer.

You report to me, understood?

Understood.

Director Danvers, when you
exit you salute your ranking officer.

Yes, ma'am.

We'll work on that.

I still believe there's
hope for you yet.

I heard what
happened with Amadei.

You solved the
crime. You saved him.

I didn't so much as solve the
crime as solve the people behind it.

Amadei deserved
to know his daughter

and she deserved to
know the truth, you know.

Speaking of, a woman came in
here earlier today looking for you.

A Mara Malbec.

Said her store got vandalized

and wanted you to
get to the bottom of it.

She left her number.

Apparently, you're the guy to go to
when the aliens can't go to the police.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm just thinking
about everything we heard

at the Media Summit today.

Yeah, I know. It was so hateful.

I didn't realize how deep
it went or how ugly it was.

You were right to
wanna disavow it.

I'm not sure disavowal
is the right move.

Something Ben Lockwood
said stuck with me.

- What?
- Maybe you can't

change people's minds by
slamming doors in their faces.

And as a reporter, I need to
get to the bottom of the story.

Figure out who these
people are, find their leader.

Lena, you told me yourself,

these people are interested in
Guardian so maybe they'll listen to me.

That's the way forward.

It sounds dangerous.

You kidding me?

With you as my co-pilot?

Elizabeth said the
article I wrote on Amadei

made her see him
in a different light.

Understand the
sacrifices he made.

That's fantastic. You moved her.

So...

So, I've decided to
do a series of profiles

called "Aliens
of National City."

We'll talk to a different
alien every week,

but not just the noted ones.
They don't have to be saints.

Aliens are just as
flawed as everyone else.

But I think telling
their stories

or all sides of them

can still help heal
the divide in the city.

That's actually the first time

I've pitched it to anyone.

What do you think?

I think it's great.

What?

- Ben?
- James Olsen. Hey.

Did I catch you at a bad time?

No, you just caught me in
the middle of some car trouble.

I've been thinking
about what you said.

- Do you have time to talk?
- Do I have time to talk?

Hey, for you, friend, I got
all the time in the world.

What's on your mind?