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She's not here.

You stay sharp, Montoya.

Pamela isley, show yourself!

Surrender or we will use force.

I'm right here.

Stop.

Please.

Please don't make me do this.

Take the shot, Montoya.

No.

No, no, no.

No! Why are you doing this?

Because someone has to care.

J“ baby, take it slow j“

j“ turn the lights down low j“

j“ to a slowj“

j“ to a slow, slow... j“

very few people can pull off green with any swagger,

but I actually don't hate this for you.

Yeah, it's interesting. I, um...

I'm sorry, I've never been in a position before

where I couldn't be honest because I was worried

about hurting someone's feelings, so I'm stalling.

Aw! I think that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me.

Did you order more food?

- Did you order more strippers? - Um...

Ms. Hamilton, it's time to ask you to pack your things

and part ways with us.

Um, rude.

You've racked up an $8,000 bill without showing any ability to pay for it.

Oh, I told the lady at the desk ten times, try all my other cards.

They've all been declined, Ms. Hamilton.

Oh, actually, it's Dr. Hamilton.

It's not a "Ms."

I'm afraid I need to ask you to leave,

or the Metropolis pd will be escorting you out.

This is all a misunderstanding.

Give me some time to figure it out?

Please, take all the time you need.

We'll accept your apology and a complimentary bottle

of dom for the inconvenience.

You're very kind, ma'am.

I know.

Did the bat bitches cut me off?

All your fancy degrees, and you didn't see that coming?

I thought we were past this.

One would think that nearly vine-squeezing the life

out of your bestie and then crushing the only cure for you in existence

was a good indicator that it was time to move on from the friendship.

Anyone else find it ironic that when I beg Ryan

and Luke for their attention, they're busy with their own drama,

but then when I finally step away for some much-needed me-time,

Mary is the coveted bat mission of the week?

If this is a lecture on being batwoman's most wanted,

trust me, I already took the exam.

Well, what do I do?

- Uh, you kill them immediately. - Alice.

Fine.

As someone who had a so-called family member obsessed with the idea

that I could change, here's what you do:

You make your friends hate you so much that they wanna give up on you.

Flowers aren't a fix-all, Pam.

My partner lost a kidney.

They're white tulips.

From the liliaceae family.

They symbolize forgiveness.

Would you rather it be a kidney?

- I'm trying here. - He could've died.

- He was going to shoot me. - Because I couldn't.

- I'm supposed to have his back. - No, you're supposed to have my back.

Don't you see how unfair that is?

I took an oath to uphold the law, and you're out there breaking it constantly

for the sake of mother nature?

I know global warming, water shortage, extinction of species

is an inconvenient thought for you,

but unfortunately, this reusable coffee mug isn't the solution.

What is the solution, then?

Quitting your job?

Ostracizing our friends?

Becoming obsessed to the point where I don't even recognize you?

Are you coming with me or not?

Not if you go where I can't follow you.

Stay here.

Stay the quirky, brilliant scientist who loves reading and baseball

- that I fell in love with a decade ago. - She's gone.

She's blossomed into someone who can stand up for herself.

And more importantly, for those things that can't.

I froze Mary's bank accounts.

Internet's cut out ten times.

And now I have the spinning wheel of death.

That's awesome.

Does asbestos have a smell?

Anyone smell that?

Dead rat in the wall.

Give it three days, it'll pass.

We don't have three days.

You saw her clinic.

It's overrun by plant life.

You don't find that symbolic?

We won't let her forget who she is.

Oh, hope. That's sweet.

How's that working out for you?

I'm sorry, I left my sarcasm meter in the batcave I no longer have access to.

Is there something you would like to say to me?

- Take off the kid gloves, Ryan. - Kid gloves?

You wouldn't have Marquis arrested because he's family,

you underestimated Mary because she's your friend,

and now you're locked out of your batcave

and your bestie's on the I am with a serial killer.

Jump in if I'm missing anything.

What was I supposed to do?

Pummel Mary with batarangs?

Let them throw Marquis in arkham for a brain injury that isn't his fault?

- It's called making hard choices. - Why are we here?

There wasn't a toxic sewer with Wi-Fi access?

Renee's not wrong, Ryan.

We need a harder stance.

By agreeing with the woman who's blackmailing me

because you're sleeping with her?

Wow, um, I think I smell that asbestos.

- Maybe we should go get some air. - I get it. Mary's your friend.

I thought I could plead and hope and rationalize with Pam.

It got to the point where she made me choose:

My obligation to the city or her.

What did you do?

Something Pam will never forgive me for.

I sold my soul to Batman.

He knew he couldn't trust arkham to contain her,

so he developed a desiccation serum

that mimicked the process a plant

goes through when it's denied water orsuntht

the device used to inject it

is coded to the serum, meaning it's also the only way

to extract it from her.

If we got more of the serum, we could use it on Mary.

I have the device, but he only made one dose of serum,

and it's currently pumping through Pamela's bloodstream.

- So where is she? - No one knows.

But if we find her, then presumably we could siphon

- the serum and use it to stop Mary? - Wrong.

First, accidentally unleashing an ecoterrorist

would not be a good look for us.

Second, do you know what desiccation means?

We would be dehydrating Mary to the brink of death.

The serum was to put Pam down, and that was ten years ago.

If we remove it, my guess is she stays dormant unless she comes

into contact with sunlight or water. As for point number two, kid gloves, Ryan.

Did you hear what Renee said?

Pam will never forgive her for what she did.

We are not putting Mary through that same torture so she can hate us too.

This could be our only chance to save Mary.

The true Mary would want us to stop her

before she can do something that she can't take back.

We cannot help her unless we stop her.

Fine.

If I were Batman, where would I stash poison Ivy?

Our best bet is that Bruce wrote about Pam isley in his journals,

which are in the batcave here.

Marquis' state-of—the-art interior and exterior cameras means no roof,

balcony or garage access.

- Can you hack it and buy me time? - Not with dial-up.

- Manpower? - There's five security guards per floor.

- Digital upgrades? - According to our former staff,

every executive elevator requires a thumb scan, and his office is locked

with a retinal scan.

We're not getting into this building.

Why is Marquis calling me?

- Am I supposed to take this? - What does he want?

Guess I'm about to find out.

I'm sorry, I was a detective for eight years, and I'm just learning now

that Bruce Wayne was Batman?

What up, sis?

Quick question for you, is this thing legit?

What do you think I can hawk for it?

Buck fifty? Two?

What are you doing?

I'm redecorating my office.

You do know you had a chess set, right?

- You should be in jail. - Oh.

Samesies, sis.

Remember when you had me kidnapped? Illegal.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. You wanna call it sixes and move on?

You need help. You need a doctor.

- It's not too late. - Hold that thought?

The planner's upstairs ready

to take you through the station for the party.

- And your mask is here. - Yeah. Two seconds.

Sorry, you were calling me a mental case?

You wouldn't have called if

a tiny part of you wasn't reaching out for help.

Like there's a tiny part of you that loves me, right?

Or else you would've had my ass in arkham.

Because you love me, you tried to turn me into an ice cube.

Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you.

The cold, the near death of it all, gotta say,

it awoke something in me,

because I've never felt this alive.

Marquis jet is coming for you, Gotham!

You'll be hearing from me soon.

Wanna talk about it?

Marquis is throwing a party at Wayne tonight.

And we're gonna crash it.

We should run our identities. Go.

Hello, I'm Spencer glad, former olympic athlete,

rumored to be the next owner of the Gotham knights.

I'll hit you up for floor seats.

The name's Cecilia Langley,

heiress to a whiskey fortune and world traveler.

Penelope Devereux.

Who for some reason runs a board-game empire?

Honestly? Dream job.

Just gonna say it, my girl sounds hot.

Also, how are we not gonna run into these people tonight?

Yeah, I sent some e-mails. They think they're uninvited.

And yes, she is.

I fitted your mask with ocular mesh scanners from the batsuit.

Be careful. Yours is from the dollar store.

Go nuts.

We get in, get past security, get to the batcave,

find Bruce's journals and find Pam.

Oh, and, Penelope, you're French.

Wait. What?

Eight of clubs?

What's this about?

Hopefully, we'll be long gone before it matters.

Who wants to play a game?

There's nothing worse in life than a fake smile.

Couple days ago, I sat down at the table of my brand-new boardroom,

surrounded by men and women who were supposed to be my soldiers.

And they told me that I wasn't the right man to lead Wayne enterprises.

On your right. Oh, man.

- Oh, I'm so sorry. - Hi. I'll take this for you.

But it was the way that they said it.

No crack or anything, that's crazy.

So condescending, like they were mad about it.

So I fired their asses!

Each of you has proven to be of savage mind.

That's who I want at my Wayne enterprises.

Jack of hearts.

Did we just crash a deranged group job interview?

I'm afraid so.

Hands on the table, Jack of hearts.

True or false, when we climb to the top, we gotta be willing to get a little crazy.

True.

How's this?

Close enough?

No, we need a full retinal map to fool the scanners.

You need to be closer.

How am I supposed to do that while he's playing host?

All I know is, I switched the sim card on his assistant's tablet

and now have full access to tower security cams.

Okay... It's not a competition.

Yeah, sure thing, but Sophie just got Marquis' thumbprint,

so just waiting on you here.

Complete this sentence: "The sick among us deserve our..."

Pity?

The answer we were looking for was "fear." Tough luck.

Who's next?

Come on, don't be shy.

Look, I promise, this is the opportunity of a lifetime.

Three of diamonds.

Ah.

Oh, Ms. Penelope Devereux, I presume?

Okay, here we go.

The only parisian on my guest list.

You created the game three murders at the bowery.

May I say, your work is most...

Thoughtfully deranged.

Just a few more seconds.

True or false, an artist always puts herself,

no matter how dark, into her work.

Whenever we reveal our darkness into the light, we are no longer scared.

Finish this sentence: "A mother's love is..."

Scan complete. Good to go.

Eh, not my problem.

If my therapist were here, she'd say it's never a good idea

to hunt a desiccated body while angry.

Tell me why she's here all of a sudden.

It's not sudden. We were planning to spend our entire lives together.

Bruce mentioned anything about Pam, there's a good chance I'll understand it.

Just because you wanna kiss and make up with her doesn't mean we're good.

I get why you're pissed, but remember something,

poison Ivy cost me the love of my life.

I'm trying to help.

I'll take your help, but I want my name,

batwoman's name, out of your mouth.

We've cleaned up everything on your list.

That's a fun way of saying the joker's joy buzzer is unaccounted for.

We need Alice to find it.

Wait, Alice was your job, right?

You were hooking up at her place,

which I hope is nicer than her office.

My place is rent-controlled. Who cares if it's nice?

Thought Wayne tower was tall enough for us to get to handshakes.

They not only have great ball movement,

but they have great movement...

All right.

Hey, I thought I told you to lock the door.

- He passes up to Mike. - Ah.

He takes it to the basket. Drops foul. That was ambitious.

We're the cleaning ladies.

J“ let's go j“

j“ ain't no one like we j“

j“ running things so easy j“

j“ across the country that's me, that's you, that's me j“

j“ that's we, that's we j“

j“ ain't no other like we j“

j“ running things so easy j“

j“ across the country that's me, that's you, that's me j“

j“ that's we, that's we j“

j“ ain't no other like ain't no other like we j“

j“ ain't no other like... j“

sorry about the mess.

Can you face the other way?

We got a hidden-entry situation going here.

J“ don't you underestimate me j“

j“ don't you j“

J“ don't you underestimate me j“

j“ size you up I bring on the heat... j“

let's have some fun.

Please tell me you figured out where poison Ivy's buried.

- We got to the journals. - Be quick about it. Mary just got here.

Are you serious?

Mary came home? Is she looking for us?

Judging the book by its cover here, but I think she's looking for freak fertilizer.

- Any sign of Alice with her? - Not yet.

But I'll keep my eye on cams.

- Don't let her leave this building. - Great.

She's been so cooperative. No problem.

Call if you need backup.

If Mary's here, it's for a reason, and I assure you, it's not to dance.

Let's just get through these.

J“ ooh, babe you got a rhythm I can... j“

okay. I promise, I just wanna talk.

Okay. I'll just grab a number, stay right here.

J“ 80 in a hurry like you can't wait... j“

Mary Hamilton.

Well, well, I should probably fire my publicist, Mary Hamilton,

because your friends no longer live here.

I'm no PR rep, but if she's the one

who came up with your deck-of—cards theme,

it's something you should consider.

I'm not feeling the vibes you're putting out.

And that's a shame, because you look like you'd be a lot of fun.

Then don't give up on me so fast, Mr. Ce-bro.

You haven't even heard the reason I came to find you.

Dance?

Okay. Okay, okay, okay.

We don't have time for this.

New plan. Bruce archived these chronologically.

Let's start there.

When was the first time you contacted Batman for help?

- It was early June 2011. - Okay.

Does any of this look familiar?

This.

This is the Gotham city dam.

Bruce wouldn't have desiccated Pam around that much water.

He didn't. He needed to stop her from destroying it.

- The dam was her next target. - Okay. I'm sorry.

Why did you love this woman?

Because through it all, I knew it really wasn't her.

What's happening to Mary, what happened to Pam...

Wasn't a fair fight.

I appreciate the symbolism, but you just killed a tulip.

You going somewhere?

Yes, I am.

Question is, do I pack one toothbrush or two?

Guys at the precinct mentioned something about a break-in at Gotham dam last night.

You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

I haven't been studying my ass off for my detective exam for nothing.

What are you planning to do there?

You want the truth so you have to break up with me,

- or a lie so we can stay together? - Don't do that.

- Don't put this on me. - Why not?

You already know what I want.

I want to save Gotham from becoming a toxic waste dump,

and I'd like you to support me while I do it.

What do you want?

J“ just staring at the ceiling fan... j“

for you to choose one:

Your cause flooding this city,

wiping full neighborhoods off the map,

j“ I I! Drink this wine like it's medicine for the mind... j“

above all else, I want you.

J“ oh, 'cause / still taste your love... j“

but I need you to trust that I know what I'm doing here.

J“ head to my toes j“

j“ doing time trying to heal j“

j“ do anything j“

j“ 80 I don't feel j“

j“ feel you, feel you j“

what is this for?

Forgiveness.

You think of something?

You good?

He got something.

Bruce wrote poison Ivy would have to be kept where no one would look.

But somewhere he could get to her if he needed.

So close.

He wouldn't have buried her near the usual hotspots.

- Docks, shipyards, back alleys. - No.

It had to be dark and dry. No water. No light. No other plant life.

Water was his biggest concern. A single drop could reanimate her.

Gotham city is a damn island where it rains 300 days a year.

Are you sure he didn't make a deal with gcpd?

Or some kind of special protective custody?

She's not at blackgate,

and I checked the off-books wing at arkham too.

There has to be an answer we're not seeing.

Oh, my god.

What if she's here?

You spend your whole life in service to logic and forensic evidence,

and then you know what love does?

It makes you wanna say things like,

"I know she's down here.

I can feel her."

If she's in there, are you sure you want to see her like this?

Ryan and I can handle it.

Thanks, but I owe it to her not to run away and hide.

This has the schematics for the tunnel system below the batcave.

I have no idea where we're gonna end up,

so make sure we find our way back.

How far down does this go?

Even closer to hell than your office.

Okay. I need total quiet.

Sorry, guys. Damn fraud alert on my credit card.

Silencing.

I think I got something.

Trying to isolate it.

Okay. I'm locked in.

I can hear it clear enough to track the source.

Hear what?

Pam's heartbeat.

- —My god. - You have the device?

- Yeah... - We need to move. Whatever Mary's up to,

she doesn't stay in place for long.

Luke, we think Pam's somewhere in the lower tunnels.

Ah. That is brilliant.

But a lot of rock there, so we might lose contact.

Keep Mary there. Help is on the way.

Let's go.

J“ sweet as, sweet as you... j“

so I keep wondering two things:

Why are you here, and where's Wilder?

You're seriously thinking about your sister right now?

So you expect me to think that I could steal her company,

- she's just cool with it? - Hmm.

It's honestly kind of annoying how much clinginess runs in your family.

You want to know why Ryan isn't paying attention to you?

It's because she's too obsessed with fixing me.

You don't look broken to me.

Look...

Long story short,

I just want to move on with my life

with the one person left who understands me.

But then I thought to myself,

"this Marquis guy has a lot of weird baggage.

Maybe he wants to take revenge on Ryan on my behalf."

What do you have in mind?

J“ sweet as, sweet as you j“

j“ sweet as... j“

Oop. Well, look who stopped talking.

A little bonus for you.

It might help open up some doors for you in the future.

Ryan, are we hot or cold?

Tell me we're scalding, because we're almost at the end of the map.

Well, it's getting louder. I just don't know how much further.

Batwoman, Mary and Marquis...

Luke? Luke, you copy?

Damn.

Something's going on with Mary. We're almost out of time.

Guys.

Tell me she had a charming personality.

That's the desiccation.

The serum leeches water from the cells, includes skin and tissue.

You wanna do this to Mary?

I'm trying to prevent a poison-Ivy outbreak

from wiping out Gotham's best and brightest upstairs.

Look, Ryan, I was you once.

I wanted to believe there was a magical solution

where I save the love of my life without her hating me forever.

There isn't.

Mary is at the party.

The serum is here.

It's time to step up.

All right. Got it.

Hey, Luke, if you can hear me, I'm headed up.

We're coming with you.

Stay and make sure Pam doesn't wake up. I'll check in once Mary's down.

Remember, no water breaks, and if you so much as have to sneeze, don't.

Just in case.

Batwoman, if you copy, I lost eyes on Mary.

Where are you?

- I didn't know you were coming. - Get the hell off me, man.

I don't think you should talk like that.

- You're not wearing the right costume. - What?

I just wonder where you keep it. Plug it in like a Tesla charger?

- I don't have time for this. - I think you do, batwing.

She'd forgive you.

You have no clue how much of a fighter she was.

I'm talking about Pam.

The woman you fell in love with.

Not poison Ivy.

For the record, I take half the blame for Alice going free.

Not the wisest move on my part.

We'll find her. She'll screw up eventually.

Ping a traffic cam, Rob a bank.

Alice?

More like hold up a doughnut shop.

Oh, my god.

The fraud alert.

Whoever stole my card,

they purchased a three-tier strawberry cheesecake

and a grape soda, then had it sent to her hotel room.

And you think it was Alice?

Knowing her, she won't be there long.

I need to get her back. You good?

Doesn't look like she's reanimating. I'll be fine.

Be careful.

Sorry, ma'am, elevators are temporarily down.

All of them? Why?

Just some hiccup with the building computer system.

We'll get you on your way shortly.

Oh, Ryan, when will you give up?

Stairs are better for my calves anyway.

Took you long enough.

I believe you get 5% cash back.

You lured me here?

Lured you? Let's not get kinky.

Alice, what the hell is this?

Mm. I made a juicy discovery, and I've been dying to tell you,

but you've been hard to get alone.

Honestly, I don't know what's happened to our friendship.

- We don't have one, for starters. - Besides the point.

You have been so kind to house me

on that prison cot you call a pull-out couch.

I just wanted to return the favor.

Your little lover has been playing us.

- Renee? - Sure.

Or whatever you call her under the sheets.

Since when do you do me favors?

Because re-nay-nay is a liar.

She needs to pay for being a bad one.

Says the world's biggest liar?

You know, Renee's huge mistake was leaving me alone in her office.

Did she not think I would snoop every nook and cranny?

Left cabinet, second drawer down. See for yourself.

I don't want to hurt you, Mary.

There's another promise broken.

What is that? Do you even know?

Batman made it to stop poison Ivy.

When? A decade ago?

Do you even know the half-life of its chemical compound?

You don't even know what that'll do to me, do you?

You gave me no choice.

Batwoman, hold up.

Are you ready for me to blow your mind?

How about we kill your two little sidekicks at the same time, hmm?

A little brother-sister bonding action? Come on.

It was me.

So you don't have to put us all

through the i-don't-know -what-you're-talking-about phase.

Mary, how could you?

You gave me no choice.

I always wondered why I was the kid that got chose on that bus that day.

Couple dozen kids, so why was I the one that got buzzed?

Everyone says the world's gone mad, but I get it.

Batman had the joker.

And, batwoman, you got me.

True or false, sis.

You gotta trust destiny.

False. We make our own destinies.

You wish.

I've been in the bedroom trying to finagle my way out of Sophie's handcuffs,

and you've been in here drinking all the dom?

Ryan had me beat.

She was about to inject me with something, and she hesitated.

Whatever she was about to do to me scared her.

Don't tell me you're getting the conscience tingles.

Before I even knew what was happening,

she used the syringe on Marquis.

I don't know if it was to save Luke or protect her secret.

But all I know is...

In that moment...

I was the least of her problems.

She still underestimates you.

I know it's silly...

But a part of me just wanted her to see me as powerful.

Do you know all those loony tune delusions I've been having?

Postcards from dad, imaginary friends, walking in on Sophie in the shower?

That last one happened.

Anyway, since your whole poison Mary metamorphosis,

I have yet to have a single delusional thought.

Which means babysitting you, my dear, has made me less of a crazy person.

And if that's not powerful, I don't know what is.

I know you can't hear me.

I know you hate me.

But I am sorry.

I've been sorry every day I wake up to a badge and not to you.

Oh, my god.

Pam?

J“ ...Weighs on my heart j“

Pam, can you hear me?

J“ pen and paper... j“

Pam?

J“ ...Are my scars j“

Oh, my god.

Desiccation is not pretty.

You think we should hook him to fluids?

Not unless you want him to wake up.

He knows who we are.

The second he wakes up, the whole world will too.

Yeah, that's a big fat if he wakes up.

Jada jet. This is batwoman.

I have your son.

If you're looking for a way to fix his brain, I suggest you find it quick.

Sophie? How do you have reception in the tunnels?

I'm not in the tunnels. You need to get there asap.

Where's Renee?

You know why you and Alice haven't been able to cross

the joy buzzer off her list?

Renee has had it this entire time.

What do you mean?

I mean she was never gonna let Alice free.

She lied, Ryan.

To Alice, to you, to me.

She was holding it over your heads till one of you found what she wanted.

Her soul mate, Pamela isley.