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The Defenders
1x06
Ashes, Ashes

- You okay?
- Yeah, I mean...

my head's still attached.

- You didn't have to kill him.
- Eh, it was him or the kid.

They could've stopped him.

Couldn't take the
chance, especially now.

What do you mean, "Especially now"?

We got our answer.

He's what they've been after all along.

Yeah, well, we knew that.

We didn't know the Iron Fist was
the key to what the Hand seeks.

The word isn't accidental.

You think he's a key?
To what, their survival?

A key implies a lock.

- I assumed it was a metaphor.
- It's not.

So you literally think
Danny opens something?

And that something is worth dying for.

I'm a weapon. I'm not a key.

- That you know of.
- What could I possibly open?

You tell me. Must be why
they haven't killed you.

They haven't killed me because
they want me on their side.

The Iron Fist's chi is
a weapon. That's true.

But I've heard stories
about it being used for more.

To seal things shut.
Or opening them again.

So the Hand is in New York
because he gives them access

or opens something up?

Come on, guys.

That's insane.

Well, it doesn't matter if
you think it's true or not.

It's something they believe is true.

He was a member of the Hand.

An organization formed
by lying psychopaths.

You can't trust a word he said.

I understand that, Danny,

but the way I see it,
we only have one move.

Whoa. What do you mean?

To keep the Iron Fist as
far from them as possible.

It sounds crazy, but I don't
think we have any other way.

I dedicated my life to
this fight. You need me.

We all need each other.

This is exactly how they work.

They divide us. They get into
our heads. They weaken us.

They make you question
the people you trust.

Danny, just take a deep
breath and calm down.

Stop telling me to calm down,
Luke! This is what they want!

- They want you to be distracted.
- They want you to turn on me.

Sowande wasn't lying.

And how do you know?

His heartbeat didn't
waver. Not for a second.

And where was his heartbeat
when he came up behind me?

It's the Hand. You know
how they can operate.

And now we know what
they need. It's you, kid.

Stick, you're falling for their trap.

If Alexandra gets a hold
of you, the war's lost.

I can't allow that.

Listen, Stick, maybe we should
just... uh, let him lay low, or just...

Maybe we should just hide him.

We're running out of time!

They're hunting our friends, our
families, and they're not gonna stop there.

You heard what he said. This
ends with New York in ruins.

They want me on the sidelines 'cause
I'm the only one who can destroy them.

Jess?

How do you suggest we hide him?

Fine.

I'll go back to doing this
without you if I have to.

I've already lost one city.
I'm not losing another.

Me neither.

Really?

You're gonna try and keep
me here against my will?

I hear what you're saying, Danny, but...

And no one loves this city more than
I do, but you can't leave this room.

Whatever.

- You sure you want to do this?
- No, I don't want to, but if I have to.

Same way you had to keep
your girlfriend secret?

- We're past that.
- No, we're not.

- Danny, we're all on the same side here.
- It doesn't feel like it.

- Not anymore.
- Don't do this.

Hey, you guys seriously
need to back off.

You just stay here. We can
keep you safe, all right?

You just need to calm down.

Well, that's the problem, Matt.

I'm all out of calm.

Hey! Enough.

Don't make me use this.

Sorry about this.

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Nice way to spend your
time fresh out of prison.

Yeah.

I can't believe this is what
it took for us to talk again.

I'm not good at keeping in
touch. But you could've called.

Fair enough.

You think that'll hold?

Well, it's a constrictor knot.
Harder he pulls, harder it cinches.

Rope's not your concern.

I'm gonna assume it's his Fist.

When he summons it, shit goes sideways.

How long do we have?

Hard to say. Eh, maybe an hour.

And we need to figure
out what he's the key to.

Their headquarters is Midland Circle.

Yeah, we knew that.

Matty, you ever go back to that place?

Go back? What, have
you been there before?

Yeah. Um, last year, when I
was investigating the Hand,

the, uh, trail led me
to a construction site,

which is now Midland Circle.

Uh, there was a hole there.
Hundreds of feet deep.

In the middle of New York?

- Yeah.
- And you're just now remembering this?

You sense anything at
the bottom of that hole?

I don't think so. I kept tabs on it.

Once the building was finished,
my sense was the hole was gone.

- You sure?
- I'm not sure of anything anymore.

You didn't answer her question.

How come we are now
just hearing about this?

- It wasn't important, Luke.
- Try again.

What? No. We had enough to worry about.

What aren't you telling us?

I was with Elektra.

It was a mistake not telling you
guys about her. I realize that...

The next time you conveniently forget
shit that affects the rest of us...

You're not exactly an open
book yourself, Jessica.

- What is that supposed to mean?
- Well, no one's digging into your past.

My past is none of your goddamn business,
and it's not actively trying to kill us.

- Clock is ticking.
- So if we need more answers,

going back to Midland
Circle is the only play.

We barely made it out last time,
and they're gonna be waiting for us.

- Yeah, she's right.
- So how do we find whatever he opens?

The architect?

My client's husband. The one
your girlfriend tried to kill.

He designed the place.

What, you think he knows
how Danny ties into this?

It's worth a shot.

Well, I guess you two better get going.

What about you?

Somebody's gotta stay and watch him.

Preferably somebody
who can take a punch.

I know you're awake.

Yes, I am.

You've been sleeping for hours.

Thank you.

I like it here.

Back in New York?

No.

Back with you.

- Well, Danny's still knocked out.
- Good.

You know, after years of
tracking these assholes,

you hear about all
the shit they've done.

And even after you take 'em off
the count and they're dead...

it's still enough to
keep you up at night.

Where'd you find this piece of shit?

Warehouse on 151st and Amsterdam.

He was hiring kids out of Harlem.

Using them as a cleanup crew.

Destroying bodies at an
abandoned warehouse in Chinatown.

Our headquarters. Those
bodies were the last of us.

Watch the kid. I'll take care of this.

What do you mean, take care of it?

I mean, Hand-related or not,
that was a homicide, man.

You are right again.
Less you know, the better.

What are you gonna do,
get rid of the body?

Yeah. Something like that.

Yeah, you're right.

Less I know, the better.

So you wanna tell me
how a pro bono lawyer

can afford a loft like
this in New York City?

You can't tell now, but there's a
neon billboard across the street.

Keeps most people up at night...

not me.

Got it.

Plus, I occasionally
help the landlord out.

Not proud of it, but I put on the
suit and rough up people late on rent.

I hope that's a joke.

Sorry about the mess.

It's all right. You should see my place.

What, do you work from home?

I used to have a
partner. We had an office.

And?

Now we don't.

You ready?

Yeah.

Everything okay?

Yeah. Uh, yeah.

Let's go.

An operative discovered this
at one of Sowande's warehouses.

Delivered, no doubt,
by our old friend Stick.

Sowande has been with us
since we departed K'un-Lun.

His loss will be felt throughout
our entire organization.

It has happened.

This is what mortality looks like.

- A loss we could have prevented.
- He got himself captured.

- We didn't even try to find him.
- Oh, please.

- Let's not pretend to mourn this loss.
- Pretend?

As if our time together
has always been peaceful.

As if there's never been any discord.

As if we haven't all survived
assassination attempts

by those across from
us in this very room.

Now, more than ever,
it's time to show unity.

We were unified.

Until you brought the
Black Sky into the fold.

Where is she?

- She's safe.
- What does that mean?

I don't think I have to answer to you.

But considering the events
of the last few hours,

I thought it best to keep her isolated.

Because you think we will kill her?

No.

I think she might kill you if
she even senses your disloyalty.

We mean no disloyalty.

Our goals are in alignment, as
they have been for centuries.

I am not so sure anymore.

We must honor Sowande by continuing
to fight for what he lost.

Life itself.

Our leader has brought us this far.

And I for one will
continue to follow her,

until we have the Iron Fist. Until
we get what we need from New York.

I think it's up here.

- You think?
- I don't know.

All these brownstones
look the same, don't they?

Oh, shit.

- Sorry, I keep forgetting you're...
- Don't worry about it. Happens.

So, what do I need to
know about the architect?

His wife hired me to find him.

He didn't tell her much.

Especially not about some
secret tunnel under New York.

Not a tunnel. It's a
hole, straight down.

Right. Well, right
before he shot himself,

he said "they" were going
to take down the city.

Obviously, we know now
"they" are the Hand.

- Was he one of them?
- He said he was one of the good guys.

And you believed him?

I don't read heartbeats,
but I do read people.

He was desperate. He started
stockpiling explosives.

And you think his target
was Midland Circle?

Maybe. Actually, I think this is it.

- You think?
- Ninety-nine percent.

Ninety-two percent.
But that's still a lot.

- Lexi, right?
- My mom isn't here.

You have any idea when she'll be back?

What do you want?

- Just to talk.
- About my dad again?

About what happened.

You said so yourself. He got
mixed up with the mob or something.

- Wasn't the mob.
- Sorry. Who are you?

- He's a lawyer.
- A what?

Lexi, my name is Matthew Murdock. We
think there's more to your dad's story.

If you could just answer a couple of
questions, it'd be a tremendous help.

Okay.

Closed door used to mean something.

My apologies.

In all the time we've known each
other, I've never seen you like this.

Your position is one of great power.

But it is a burden
as much as a blessing.

Which is why I've convinced
the others to follow your lead.

You and I have always
understood each other.

Under a single condition.

We will seek out and capture
the Iron Fist ourselves

without the Black Sky.

It's not like you to
show such a lack of faith.

And it's not like you,
Alexandra, to show such...

Weakness?

Our brothers, while clumsy
in delivery, speak the truth.

The Black Sky has always been
your prophecy, your vision.

- And you have failed.
- I don't agree.

She is essential to our
success. You must talk to them.

I've tried.

Ever since her resurrection, we
are no closer to the Iron Fist,

or the substance, or
returning to K'un-Lun.

The only thing we're closer to is death.

How can you not see what I see?

Oh, she is skilled, yes...

I'm not talking about her abilities.

She has a strength that
you and I can only imagine.

Even if I did, the others
do not feel the same way.

The others want my seat at the table.

As you said, it has
happened before. I was there.

Gao, you were the one who led it.

Past is the past.

Right now, I may be your only ally.

And you don't believe the
Black Sky is enough to save us?

I have learned not to
believe in anything.

But our time together is not over.

Not yet.

Consider my proposal.

We could be ready to move tonight.

You were right.

I'll be right here when you're done.

You've got me tied up like a prisoner.

Not "like." You're
definitely a prisoner.

It's not a good look.

Where's Matt? Where's Jessica?

They're digging up info on Midland Circle.
We think that's where it all started.

"We"? As in the rest of
you who worked against me?

Look.

If you'd listened
instead of fighting us,

you would've been around
for the conversation.

And I think you would've agreed.

Midland Circle's suspect. Especially
now that we found the hole.

What hole?

Murdock thinks there's something
weird about Midland Circle.

And they got you on guard duty.

Nah, that depends on you.

Big mistake.

Don't you see what's happening?

You've got me tied
up like I'm the enemy,

and they're out there trying to
kill the people we care about.

- Misty's keeping everyone safe.
- For now.

But I care about a lot more people
than we can fit in a police station.

And I know you do, too.

This city is at stake.

Me and you...

Luke Cage and the Iron Fist...

we belong out there.

Together, on the front lines.

Look, I don't like to fight.

But if I have to do it, I do it smart.

Locking me up is not smart.

Neither is fighting three people
that happen to be on your side.

The moment I can refocus my chi,
I'm getting out of this chair.

I'll be waiting.

What's he doing?

Meditating.

I think.

He said something about crane
pose and centering his animal.

Then I tuned him out.

Anima.

- What?
- He's centering his anima.

Mmm, sure. Uh, I'm not
into that mystic stuff.

It's not "mystic stuff."

It's just a different
way of viewing the world.

- Quite different.
- Yeah.

It's about perspective.

Hey, why don't you tell me again

about how you punched the
dragon and got your magic hand?

During the final trial
of Shou-Lao the Undying,

- I plunged my fist into his molten heart.
- Dude, I was kidding.

Molten heart, huh?

I bet that must've hurt.

Yeah.

Like you wouldn't believe.

Hmm.

I took a direct hit from
a rocket launcher once.

Got blasted in the face with a shotgun.

By Jessica.

Our Jessica?

Trust me, I'd face a dragon
over Jessica Jones any day.

What happened between you two?

We had a moment.

But we both had to go on
our different paths, so we...

Different paths?

You know, you're
starting to sound like me.

I don't know what you think
you're gonna find. It's simple.

My dad abandoned us
and got himself killed.

- I know it's probably hard to understand...
- Actually, it's not.

Your dad didn't wanna
hurt you or your mom.

Yeah, well, she cries herself
to sleep every night now. So...

Lexi, did your dad have
an office in the house?

No, he... he kept work and life
separate. Some good that did him.

You know, Lexi, you remind
me of a friend of mine.

His dad was a boxer...

who got in way over his
head and got himself killed.

And for a long time,

my friend thought his
dad abandoned him, too.

Until one day, he learned the truth,

that his dad was actually killed because
he wanted to stop being a criminal.

Because he wanted his
son to be proud of him.

Whatever. I'm just trying to say
that my friend's dad was a good guy

and maybe yours was, too.

Her name was Elektra Natchios.

You are not her.

You are much more than she ever was.

There was a man.

They call him the
Devil of Hell's Kitchen.

And in this other life,
he let Elektra die.

Is he the one I faced in battle?

He may try to deceive you
again and turn you away from us.

That won't happen.

There's something else you should know.

Something about me.

I'm dying.

You cannot die. The Hand lives forever.

We want to.

But even our bodies
have always had limits.

And when death doesn't
come from outside forces...

sometimes the organism
tries to end itself.

The thing I need is a substance
that we first discovered at K'un-Lun.

And for years, it served
to bring us back from death.

I used the last of it to
bring you back to life.

Why?

Because I knew you
would be our salvation.

And then seeing you,

I realized that after all this time,
and even with the others at my side...

I was tired of being alone.

If we don't find more of this substance,

we'll both die?

Yes.

You need to make sure
that doesn't happen.

You are the Black Sky.

And when this is over,
you and I, the two of us...

Will serve life. Always.

Your heart rate is slowing down.

Hmm. Breathing.

That's how good chi is born...

and bad chi is expelled from the body.

It's a little more
complicated than that.

Not by much.

You know, from the others,
I could've expected this.

But you of all people should understand.

We are at war.

And winning that war is our duty.

Fighting it, maybe. But winning it...

is gonna take something else.

- You trained with the same elders I did?
- No.

Then what makes you think
tying me up is the right choice?

It seems like you're just
making this up as you go along.

I am, kid.

That's what survivors do.

To be honest, I don't
even know where to start.

Start at the beginning.

My dad was... was one of those guys...

He was so nice, it was boring.

- And then?
- Uh, and then he changed.

He worked more, which...
which wasn't that weird, but...

But then he stopped sleeping.

I could hear him at
night, pacing down here.

He stopped eating with us.

He stopped eating, period.

He'd sit at the piano
sometimes, but he wouldn't play.

Not like he used to.

He didn't do anything like he used to.

I missed him.

Long before my mom came to you.

Long before he died.

- Do you play?
- Excuse me?

- The piano.
- Uh, no. You?

Uh, yeah. I learned a
little in church, growing up.

- Dude, what are you doing?
- Just... Do you mind?

- Oh, it's straight ahead.
- Here?

Yeah.

Uh, I wasn't very good, but...

- Come on, we should go.
- Just give me a second here.

- You hear that?
- Mmm-hmm.

D-sharp.

The hammer's ruffling something
before it hits the string here. Here.

Whoa, what are those?

Looks like the plans to the
building your dad was working on.

In the piano?

He didn't want them to
get into the wrong hands.

And yours... the right ones?

Lexi, I promise, whatever
your dad was doing,

we're on your side now.

But we're gonna need
a minute here, okay?

He was gonna blow it up for sure.

- Oh, shit.
- What?

This isn't for the building.

No, this is something else. This
is something below the building.

- The hole?
- No.

Whatever this is, it's
at the bottom of the hole.

There's something under Midland Circle.

- How you feeling?
- Never better.

But you and the kid
ain't drinking buddies.

Don't let him get your guard down.

He's frustrated, that's all.

Yeah? Give him a second,
he'll take us both out.

Yeah, so he said.

I heard the girl say you
were fresh out of prison.

Yeah?

- That's behind me now.
- No, it's not.

Never is. Not really.

- No matter how many punches you pull.
- What's that supposed to mean?

That means when the shit hits the fan,

you could do a lot more
damage if you let yourself go.

I'm not here to do damage. I take
no joy in watching people get hurt.

I'm here for answers. That's it.

I was in the joint, too.

Before I went to war with the Hand.

When I was a kid. Ten years.

That was a lot of fun,
being blind on the inside.

Then I met these people who
taught me how to fight for real.

Taught me how the world works for real.

When I got out, I had purpose.

These people, these the
ones you call the Chaste?

Yeah.

Closest I ever had to family.

Aside from Matty.

And Elektra.

- Sorry for your loss.
- Thanks.

It's nothin' compared
to what comes next.

What's with the incense?

Mmm... Helps me meditate.

Ask for guidance.

Forgiveness. That kinda thing.

So the architect discovers a
structure underneath his building.

And whatever it is, it's bad enough
that he dies trying to blow it up.

Right, he wanted to destroy it.

But he didn't want to blow it up. I
think he wanted to collapse it down.

Are you sure the structure
in the hole is man-made?

Could it be some sort of bedrock?

Thirty stories deep, in a perfect dome?

All right. Fair enough.

Jessica?

How'd you know?

About what?

About my dad.

A crime-fighting blind lawyer,

I figured there had gotta
be a good story there.

Or a shitty one.

You took my case, I took yours.

I just think we'll work better together
if we trust each other. Don't you?

That is the nicest thing
you've ever said to me.

Yeah, don't get used to it.

So much smoke.

What is this stuff?

Eh, little of this, little of that.

Kid was right.

This is war.

And they need him to win it.

We assumed we only had two choices.

Run or fight.

Well...

I found a third option.

Something's wrong.

Luke! Luke!

You won't feel any pain, kid. I promise.

You don't have to do this.

Alexandra said I didn't know
what you were. She was right.

You were our weapon.
But they made you theirs.

- What are you talking about?
- You served K'un-Lun as well as you could.

With any luck, you'll see it again.

I would imagine it's beautiful.

Stick...

you need to listen to me.

I wish there was another way, kid.

But there are things in
this world far worse than me.

Stick!

- You can't have him, girl.
- You no longer get to tell me what to do.

Elektra!

- Listen to me.
- Matthew.

You don't have to do this. All right?

You don't belong to them.
This is not who you are.

It's good to see you.

No!

May I join you?

You like to dine alone, I know.

But I feel the need to make amends.

I thought that entire vintage

had been destroyed in
the fires at Marseille.

You'd be surprised what you can find
at the bottom of the Balearic Sea.

Go on.

I did not originally want
to leave K'un-Lun with you.

Do you remember?

I do. You wanted to
stay with the elders.

You wanted to...

use our discoveries only for good.

It's time for you to know the truth.

I did not want to stay
in K'un-Lun at the time.

I simply did not want to leave with you.

Well, that's no surprise.

Your own strength was
always your singular focus.

It's gotten me this far.

I'm still waiting for my apology.

I assume you've spoken to Gao.

I have.

Regardless of what has come before, we
were meant to fight this war together.

Of course. Which is why...

I wanted your last
meal to be a good one.

You came alone...

to face me?

Foolish.

But then you always were... a lone wolf.

An interesting metaphor.

But if you knew me at all...

you'd know...

I hunt the wolf.

If you knew me at all,

you'd know I always win.

In the boardroom...

Mr. Rand, I know I speak for all of us

when I say how nice it is
to have you with us again.

This time, for good.

This war...

it isn't over.

Well, the thing about war is...

it only works if both sides
believe they're the good guys.

You fight to defeat us. We fight
to get back what was once ours.

And what is it that you want?

To return to K'un-Lun.

That's impossible. You destroyed it.

I saw.

You saw what you wanted to see.

The truth is, you and I,
we're not so different.

We share the same home.

We both want nothing
more than to return to it.

And now, without death
standing in our way,

I believe we can, together.

No.

We are not the same.

I know.

But in the end...

and this is the end...

you'll do what everyone
else does for me.

You'll serve.

Where are you taking me?

Well, now that he's taken care
of, we can proceed as planned.

Little has gone as planned.

Yes, we have the Iron
Fist, but at what cost?

Is any cost too great for our survival?

When it's the life of one of ours, yes.

We must look to the future.

It's our greatest asset.

From this moment forth, our sole
focus is to secure the substance.

Before his allies come for him.

We cannot underestimate them.

Do not underestimate me!

Kill Luke Cage.

Kill Jessica Jones.

And the Devil of Hell's
Kitchen, whoever he is.

I'm so happy you're all
on board with the plan.

But let me remind you, I
neutralized our enemies.

I brought you the Iron Fist.

I was able to keep the most important
operation in our history running

while you succumbed
to chaos and conflict.

I have proven myself to be
the one and only true leader...

His name is Matthew.

And my name...

is Elektra Natchios.

You work for me now.

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