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Previously, on
"Batwoman"...

Luke: Hey. What was
up with Ryan before?

Sophie: She didn't
tell you?

- Tell me what?
- Doesn't matter.

Mary: I'm poison Ivy!

You killed someone,
Mary.

You thought
you just flung him out of your way,

but you didn't.
He's dead.

Give me the buzzer.

I'll find a way
to make it work.

I want my son back
in exchange.

Fine.

By midnight,
or we have a problem.

[Machine beeping]

Vesper: Et tu, Batwoman?

Gothamites are reeling
from the revelation

that it was
the Scarlet knight herself

who was responsible
for unleashing

batvillains past
on an unsuspecting g-town.

Thanks to business queenpin
Jada Jet

having blown the whistle,
we now know

that we have
the caped crusader to thank

for the recent spate of rogues
who have plagued this city,

and while it's unclear
what prompted Ms. Jet

to be so catty towards batty,

I for one am dying to see
how this bat spat plays out.

Luke, on comms: Batbar to Batwoman.
When we diverted

the water from the dam to the sewers,
we didn't factor in

Gotham's crappy
infrastructure.

Ryan: Bottom line it.
Luke: Clogged sewer backed up.

It's flooding the area
around Mary's clinic.

- If the water wakes up Marquis...
- I'm on my way.

Crmnl's "Born for this"
playing...

Chorus: ♪ Oh, yeah,
oh, yeah, oh, yeah ♪

Crmnl: ♪ Born for this

♪ Oh, yeah, oh, yeah,
oh, yeah ♪

♪ Born for this

♪ Feel that fever,
lightning strikes ♪

♪ Dangerous like dynamite

Oh, my God.

♪ Born for this

Nothing creepy
about that.

I don't know
what's scarier...

Him being gone
or... what he left behind.

Marquis: Now that I know
who you are,

I know who I can hurt
one by one.

Ha ha ha!

*BATWOMAN*
Season 03 Episode 11

Episode Title: "Broken Toys"
Aired on: February 02, 2022.

It's all my fault.

We will get this
cleaned up

as soon as we find Marquis.

I'm not talking
about the clinic.

I helped Pamela
do this.

I killed that man.

I told Marquis
who you were.

It's ok.

No, it's not.

He can tell everyone
who you are.

I've put all of our
lives in danger,

so how many more people are gonna get
hurt because of me?

No. No!

That wasn't you.
That was the infection.

You understand me?

Listen to me.

You are Dr. Mary Hamilton.

You have saved
so many lives, Mary.

But what about Marquis?

How are we gonna
stop him?

We are gonna get
that joy buzzer fixed

and undo the damage
the Joker did to him.

Luke: This thing spent
13 years in cryo freeze

and then got chucked
into the Gotham river.

Pretty sure we voided
the warranty.

- Ryan: So you can't fix it?
- Luke: No.

I mean, my dad would have
studied this thing

after Batman took down
the Joker,

but maybe if we had
my dad's AI

we could get some answers.

Uh, Mary...

Any idea where it is?

The night of the party,
I gave it to Marquis.

I wanted to hurt you
in the worst possible way.

I'm so sorry, Luke.

Yeah. It's o... it's ok.
It's not your fault.

Alice: I know who
can fix your little buzzer.

The person who
originally built it.

Luke: Meet Kiki roulette,
the Joker's toy maker.

Her delightful
creations include

the Joker's acid flower,

his infamous smiley face
nerve gas bomb,

and, uh, that little
trinket right there.

Sounds like you're
a real fan.

There's nothing wrong
with admiring

someone who takes
pride in her work.

There is if her work
killed people,

hundreds of people.

- Ok. So how do we find her?
- Well, that's the problem.

- When the Joker wa...
- [slurping]

When the Joker was
apprehended by Batman,

Kiki evaded capture
and disappeared.

Can you access
her medical records?

That's some pretty
intense eyewear,

probably a very
specific prescription.

Good call.
Rare prescription indeed.

Factoring in
deterioration of age,

yeah, ok.

Got a possible match
in drescher

for a Kathleen Rogers.

Could be an alias.

Yeah. I mean, this
might be our girl.

The address is
for a halfway house.

Ryan: Ok. I'm on it.
Mary: No.

I'll go.

You should focus
on Marquis.

We're talking about
enlisting the help

of an emotionally unstable
terrorist

to repair frontal lobe damage

with a children's toy.

A doctor should probably
be involved.

Ryan: Alice, go with her.

Oh. Uh, why me?

Yeah. Why her?

Because as far
as Marquis knows,

Alice and Mary are
still batenemies,

which means he won't
be targeting them.

You two, on the other hand,
are still in his crosshairs.

Alice: I'm sorry.
Can we just go back to the part

about not being
a batenemy?

I'm confused.

Luke: Ok. So what are
we supposed to do?

Lay low while I try
to track down Marquis.

Hey. I got
a better idea.

Why don't we just
tell Marquis

I kissed you
and you pushed me away?

Then I'll be
in the clear, right?

I didn't push
you away.

Then what is it
you think you did?

I don't know. I...

We have bigger problems.

Is that what we are,
a problem?

- You know what I mean.
- Actually, that's the whole point.

I don't know,
and you won't tell me.

I feel like...

We need to focus
on keeping Gotham safe.

We can wait for us.

[Footsteps]

Sorry.
Am I interrupting?

- Ryan: No.
- Sophie: Yes.

I was just about to
suit up to find Marquis.

Well, you're not
gonna have to look very far.

He's on every channel.

[People talking at once]

Marquis: The buildings
you see behind me

are where all
of the insanity in Gotham

is supposed to be locked up
safely and away form the public,

but I'm here to tell you
the real insanity

is out there,

and it's dressed up
like a bat.

What does it say
about our city

that its supposed protector
is signified

by a rabid bloodsucker
who moves in the shadows,

hidden from the eyes
of the public,

and any accountability?

How many people
have to keep paying the price

for Batwoman's insanity?

Shouldn't the city
at least know her name?

But if Batwoman won't
take responsibility,

I guess I'll have to.

Somebody has to restore
the sanity to Gotham.

That's why as ceo
of Wayne enterprises,

I've entered into a partnership
with the city,

and I will pour millions
of dollars

into improving
this notorious asylum

so that the truly ill among us
like Batwoman

can at last have
the professional help

they so desperately need.

Dana DeWitt: Mr. Jet,
what exactly are your plans

for improving mental health
in Gotham, and are you...

Got to be honest.
That's not the way

I thought Marquis would
be led into Arkham.

I thought him taking over
Wayne was bad,

but whatever he's got planned
for Arkham can't be good.

I don't get it.
He had all

of Gotham watching,
and he could have outed me as Batwoman.

I mean, I would
have been so easy to destroy me.

Maybe you're not
his target.

Maybe the thing he wants
to destroy is

the symbol
of the Bat itself.

I don't know.
I can't help but to think

there's
another reason.

Well, whatever it is,
it's got Marquis

presenting himself to Gotham
as some kind of hero.

We need to expose him
for what he really is.

Because apparently
the purple hair

and Joker couture was
too subtle?

He killed
a Wayne security guard,

doctors at Jeturian.

I mean, there's got
to be video.

- He scrubbed all that.
- There must be

some proof somewhere.

Yeah... and I think

Jada's sitting on it.

She told me she had
something over Marquis,

some kind of leverage
that kept her safe.

If it's bad enough
to protect Jada,

maybe it's good
enough to protect the city.

[Patients laughing
and screaming]

Mr. Jet, I appreciate
your generous donation to Arkham,

but I do have
some concerns

about your plans
for a work release program.

I see it as more
of a compassionate non-confinement.

Mr. Jet, these are
dangerous criminals.

You think locking them up makes them
any less dangerous?

How else do you
expect a caged animal to behave?

We're not talking
about stray dogs here.

And yet that's exactly
how you're treating them.

[Woman moaning]

These are sadistic rapists, Mr. Jet,

serial murderers,
the worst of the worst.

Good.

That's exactly
who I want to meet.

[Latch turning]

Victor Zsasz.

Like the hair.

I've been thinking
of growing mine out.

Heh. Marquis Jet.

Big fan of your work.

Heh. Well, then we have
something in common.

I'm a fan
of my work, as well.

So it's true.
You Mark

each of your kills
with a scar.

Consider my body
my resume.

Well, from the look
of it,

you're probably already collecting
your pension, huh?

Heh. There's always room
for a few more.

Ahh.
I was hoping you'd say that.

Heh heh heh.

Looks like the place.

Does it ever get easier,

living with the things
you've done?

And don't say
it's not my fault.

Oh, that's what the batteam's
been telling you?

Yeah. That's probably because
they think you're too emotionally fragile

to handle the truth.

Which is?

It's totally your fault.

That hunter didn't
vine hurl himself into the tree,

and dyeing your hair
back to its natural color

doesn't change that.

So... so what do
I do now?

Easy. You take all
of your feelings,

and you Bury them
deep down inside,

and you cover them up
with a layer

of "people die
all the time,"

and then you
sprinkle on some

"he probably did
bad stuff, too,"

and then you pack
it down

with a nice little bit
of "he might have even deserved it,"

and then, poof,
all those icky, no-good feelings

go bye-bye!

At least that's
what I'd do.

But... I'm not
a sociopath.

Woman: Amber, I'm not
the one restricting your curfew.

You are. Privilege comes
with its responsibilities.

Now go... go see if you can
help out in the kitchen.

- Hi.
- Hello.

We're looking for one
of your residents...

Kiki Roulette.

Might be going
by Kathleen Rogers.

Yeah. Kiki.

She let our care
some time ago.

It wasn't a good fit.

Mary: Well, do you
know where she went?

Honestly, we were
just happy to see her go,

not that we don't
wish her the best.

Uh... uh, ok.

Well, thanks anyway.

Sorry to bother you.

Actually, we do
mean to bother you.

Crazy knows crazy...
Kiki.

[Sighs]

It's Kathleen now.

Sophie: Uh, what
are you doing?

Marquis has my dad's AI.

If he's busy playing
mayor of crazy town,

now's my best chance
to get it.

If you're breaking into Wayne tower,
I'm going with you.

Nope. Sorry.
You're staying put.

I'm not gonna be
responsible for putting

whatever you are
to Ryan in danger.

Heh. We kissed.
It's not important.

Sure about that?

[Sighs]

Fine. I kissed her.

I thought she was into it,
but then she blows me off.

Then she tries to order me
to stand down

like I'm some
point rock plebe

when I'm the only one
on the batteam

with an actual certification
in special weapons

and tactics.

You should be able to handle
the line launcher.

[Door opens]

Ryan: Saw Marquis
on the TV.

Seems like he
hates Batwoman

almost as much as you do.

Batwoman shouldn't
have provoked him.

First she abducts him,
and then she loses him.

No wonder it sent
him over the edge.

I don't think he needed
much of a push,

but you don't seem
concerned about being a target.

We have
an arrangement.

Does this arrangement
have anything to do

with your videos
of Marquis' misdeeds?

His father died under
pretty mysterious circumstances.

I bet you've got something
in that library

that could solve
that little whodunnit.

And what if I did?

Then you need to
use it... now.

Turn it over
to the authorities.

Stop protecting him.

Everything you have been
afraid of all these years

is about to happen.

If you think Marquis
is gonna let your home videos

get in the way
of his revenge,

you don't know your son.

Man: Excuse me.
Ms. Jet,

there's a man here
to see you.

He doesn't have
an appointment.

- [Gunshot]
- Jada: Oh, my God.

But he does have a gun.

I promise, Ms. Jet,
I won't take up much of your time

frankly because

you don't have
much of it left.

- Oh. Hey, Ryan.
- Heh.

[Beep]

Zsasz: I'm actually
glad that we ran

into each other, Ryan,

because I got to say

you have done really
well for yourself.

Much appreciated.

Uh, I meant to get
you a congrats gift

after you made
Wayne CEO,

but by the time
I got around to it,

you'd already been
disgraced,

and it just felt like
it'd be bringing up a sore subject,

but honestly, congrats
and... Sorry.

- You know this man?
- In another life.

Life. Thank you.

Man, I was really struggling
for a segue there,

and you totally
bailed me out.

Life, as in yours,
Ms. Jet,

is hanging
in the balance here.

You got the evidence
you came for.

Heh. I'm afraid it's a little more
complicated than that.

Ooh!

Then why don't I
make it simple?

Whatever you're being paid,
I'll triple it.

Well...

Considering your son
hired me,

killing you just lets
him inherit more money

that he can then
give to me,

so it's really just
a waste of our time,

yours especially.

Well, if it's me
you're after,

then you can let
my daughter go.

Whoa.

Daughter? Wait.

I thought your mom
was dead, right?

Dead mom number one
died in childbirth,

blah, blah, blah,
foster care,

and then you were
adopted by dead mom number two.

So how does that make her soon-to-be
dead mom number 3?

She's not.

She's my biological mother,
who didn't die in childbirth.

So after years
of separation,

you two actually
found each other

and reconnected
only to discover

that despite being
apart you both stormed

the corporate CEO
patriarchy

to become powerful
titans of business?

Now that's what
I call a happy ending.

Heh.

Except for the part
where I have to do

what childbirth didn't,

but... uh-oh... twist!

There is a chance
for a last-minute rescue

but only if Batwoman
comes to save you.

So here's the deal.

I left a little note
on the bat-signal.

There it is.
Apparently, your son

wants to give Batwoman
a ringside seat to your demise.

I'm not really sure
what her dog is

in this fight,
but let's put an hour

on the clock anyway,

factoring in
Gotham rush hour.

That ought to give
lady bat plenty of time

to get here.

Of course, then she
has to stop me. Heh heh.

The suspense might kill me
before I have to kill you.

Heh. So if you two have any
last mother-daughter things

you want to discuss...

Funeral arrangements,
perhaps...

Now would be the time.

Why would you want me
to fix this thing?

It's already hurt
so many people.

Because we think
we can use it to help

the last person
it hurt.

The little boy
on the bus.

Alice: And that little
caterpillar blossomed

into quite
the psychotic butterfly.

Exactly as the buzzer
was designed to do.

The electrical impulses
rendered the part

of his brain controlling
empathy dormant,

flipped it off
like a light switch.

But another zap
would flip it back on?

In theory, yes.

A jolt to
a psychotic brain

would reopen
those neural pathways.

- Ok. Great.
- I'd need my tools to fix it.

They're all back
at the Joker's old workshop.

I've worked so hard to put
all of this behind me.

I don't want to go back.

Oh, come on.

The only thing you don't
want to go back to

is prison,

and as someone
who used to be a huge fan

of yours, I see right
through that

12-step, safe space,
den mother routine.

So you can drop the act.

It's not an act.

I've worked for over
a decade and a half

to find ways to make up
for the damage I've done.

Who knew fixing
this awful thing

would be one of them?

You should save
yourself the time

and just shoot me.

Batwoman's not coming.

- You think?
- I don't know if you've been

keeping up
with current events,

but there's a bit
of bad blood between me and her.

Zsasz: You, too? Wow!

We have so much
in common.

I mean, I didn't abandon
a daughter to this city's

brutally underfunded
foster system

all the while perched
comfortably atop a billion-dollar empire,

but, you know,
potato, potahto.

I didn't abandon her.

No. You just paid
a doctor $2 million

to do it for you.

Zsasz: Now, this is
the content I came for.

The money wasn't
to cover up giving birth to you, Ryan.

No. It was to cover up
your affair.

It's more complicated
than that.

It was
a different time,

and I was
in a different place.

I was looking at everything that
I had worked for

going down the drain,
and then...

the doctor told me
about a couple

who were desperate
to have a child of their own,

and... I saw it
as an opportunity

to give you
a loving home.

The two million was
supposed to go to the family

to ensure that you
would want for nothing.

All those years,
I thought you were being cared for

by loving parents,
but...

It was only
when you found me

that I realized
that the doctor

had kept the money
for himself

and dropped you off
at a fire station.

Why didn't you
tell me earlier?

Because I was trying
to push you away

to protect you
from Marquis.

But... clearly I failed
on all fronts.

[Sighs]

I just want to thank you
both for letting me

be a part of this
special moment. Truly.

Thank you.

But...

It seems Batwoman
is a no-show,

and I'm afraid
a deadline is a deadline.

It's a very violent word
when you think about it,

but entirely appropriate
to this moment.

Ryan... any last words
for Ms. Jet?

Ryan: Yeah.

Mom...

Duck.

Agh!

[Ryan and zsasz grunting]

Crmnl: ♪ I've been
causing way too much ♪

Unh!

My God.

That's why Batwoman
didn't show up.

She was here
the whole time.

[Chimes]

[Lights buzzing]

Anything I can do
to help?

Yes. Keep her
from touching that.

I remember you,
talky Teddy.

Ohh! Oh, you were
the hottest toy of the holidays.

Every kid in class
wanted one.

Little did they know
Kiki over here

had attached the pull cord
to the pin

of a fragmentation grenade
hidden inside.

How many people
were...

Kiki: Killed?

Five.
2 adults, 3 children.

Another 12 suffered
permanent injuries.

How do you move on
from that?

You don't.

You live with it
every day.

At least that's what
my therapist spent years

trying to
get through to me.

I had all the excuses.

It wasn't me.
The Joker made me do it.

There's no escape from all
the pain that I caused.

My mind started to play
tricks on me.

I would see my victims
everywhere.

What did you do
to make it stop?

Once I reached
my breaking point,

my therapist insisted that
I had to do the hard work,

that I needed to accept
responsibility

for everything
that I'd done.

The people I hurt can't
forget what I did to them,

so... how can I?

[Line launcher firing]

Nice landing.
Ryan would be impressed.

Heh. Not that she'd
ever show it.

She's just so hard
to read sometimes.

You know, one minute,

I think she's into me.

The next minute,
she's shutting me out.

And you thought
pulling her in for a kiss

would clear things up?

Cameras deactivated.

[Whispering] Honestly,
I don't know what I was thinking.

I do. Pretty sure
I know your type.

Hey. For the record...

I was into Ryan long before I knew
she was Batwoman.

Exactly how long...
For the record?

Not important.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You had a crush on Ryan
back when you thought she was a criminal?

We're done talking
about this.

I'm not.

Pretty sure you are.

Dad, can you hear me?

AI: Been a while, son.

Yeah. Believe me.
I know.

I'm taking you home.

Sophie: Hold up.

We've got access to
Marquis' laptop.

We'd be crazy if we
didn't take a peek under the hood.

Dad, want to help us
hack a laptop?

Zsasz: I know a guy
in my profession's

not supposed to develop
feelings for his targets,

but you two really
bull's-eyed me right here.

So where do we go
from here?

Well... based
on recent history,

you call Dana DeWitt with your latest scoop
outing me as Batwoman.

I wouldn't do that
to you.

You sure about that?

Ever since we've met,

all you've done is take away anything
good in my life.

You came after me
as ceo of Wayne,

and you came after me
as Batwoman,

and you think
some sob story about how

you tried to give me
$2 million

would make
a damn difference.

Did you ever wonder
where I was,

how I was doing?

Did you ever even
think about me?

Of course I thought
about you.

Yeah.

Just not enough
to check up on me.

You want to know what
I would have wanted

instead of $2 million?

A mom who cared enough
to make sure I was in good hands,

that I had someone
to walk me to school

my first day
of kindergarten,

someone to make me
cupcakes for my birthday,

someone to yell at me
for staying up too late

watching TV,

but I had to wait
14 years

for any of that!

You're right.

And look at you...

The child I gave
nothing to,

and you achieved
all of this.

I gave Marquis everything...

And look
how he turned out.

Maybe the greatest thing
I ever did for you

was staying out
of your life.

[Cell phone vibrating]

Sophie: Ryan, Marquis
is using Arkham inmates

as his own
personal security force,

and he's siccing Zsasz
on you and Jada.

Yeah. I already
dealt with him,

but how do you
know that?

[Sighs]

Luke and I hacked
into his computer

after we broke
into Wayne tower.

You what? I told you
to lay low.

And I didn't listen
because I don't have to.

You're not my keeper,
and you're not my...

Anything.

No. Just someone
trying to keep you safe.

Fight about it later.
We got bigger problems.

According to his call log,
Marquis has been in contact

with Kiki Roulette.

You got it
working again?

Yes, but the circuit board's
so corroded

buzzer's only got
one zap left in it,

and that's the good news.

Which seems to imply
there's bad news.

Heh heh heh heh!

Oh, it's bad.
It's really bad

because, you see,

now that this thing's
working again,

I'm not sure how much longer
Marquis needs you alive anymore.

Heh heh ha ha ha!

Right back at you.

[Click]

Ha ha ha ha!

I probably should have
expected that.

[Guns cock]

[Kiki continues laughing]

And that.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Ryan: Mary's not picking up.

Sophie's sending you
the GPS location of her phone.

- Batwing out.
- Let's get the hell out of here.

One second. I want
to clone the hard drive.

Marquis: If I knew you were
gonna be snooping,

I'd have cleared
my browser history.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

So everything you said
your therapist told you

about healing, doing all the
hard work, those were all lies?

Oh, no, no, no.
That was all true.

I just didn't
want to do it.

In my defense, though,
my therapist

was harleen quinzel,
so, you know.

Ha ha ha!

Marquis: Kiks, how's my
favorite toy maker doing?

Happy to be dealt
back into the game.

Well, you can thank
your former Arkham cell mate

for connecting us,
and I can thank you

for getting me
the joy buzzer.

Yeah. About that.
There's not much joy left.

Circuitry's shot.
You got one buzz.

Ryan: Good!

That's all I need.

Kiki: Oh, hoo hoo hoo
hoo hoo!

Boss, you better
take this.

Your plan to make me
witness Jada's death

didn't work out.

Well, if somebody
needed a win, it was you.

You know, honestly
with all the bad press you're getting,

I'm shocked that you
even wanted to show your face in public.

How about I give them
a name to go with it, hmm?

What do you think
they'll say then?

Not a damn thing
because you're not gonna tell them.

- Oh. You sure about that?
- Yeah. You are, too.

Because the moment
you say my name,

all of Gotham
will know how much

I accomplished
with nothing,

and how little you accomplished
with everything.

[Sniffs]

Well, you got me there,

but you know
what I've got?

Your friends,
not to mention

your sidekick
and your side piece.

[Kiss]

What do you want?

To do what I promised,

to hurt the people
you care about one by one.

Now, how do you
want to do this?

You, uh... you want to
do it alphabetically,

by birthday,

by height?

Hey, Batwoman.
Remember when I told you

I could take care
of myself?

I meant it.

Unh!

[Men grunting]

Man: ♪ I'm alive,
you rolling ♪

♪ We just keep on going

♪ I'm alive, you rolling

♪ we just keep on going

Man: Agh! Agh!

Man: ♪ G-g-gonna bring
down the house ♪

- Agh!
- Ohh!

That's quite
an entrance.

Don't get all
impressed just yet.

I lost the buzzer.

Marquis has it now.

I just wanted you
to know so you can be ready.

There's no telling
what he has planned.

I'm sorry I wasn't
able to stop him.

I'm pretty sure I'm
the one who should be saying that.

I failed him just like
I failed you.

I couldn't acknowledge
the love that I had for you,

so I signed a check,

and I hoped
for the best,

but it doesn't mean
that I didn't love you

or that I didn't
consider you a part of me.

I named you after
my own father,

and I did think
about you every day,

but I had to Bury
those feelings,

or they would have
crushed me,

which is clearly what I do
when I don't want to get hurt.

I put up a wall.

So that's where
I get that from.

That's my life, Ryan.

Don't let it
be yours.

All right.
Diagnostic complete.

Looks like you survived
a nightmare road trip

and a stint
with a Joker fan boy.

AI: Thanks to you, son.

I see you decided to
wear the suit again.

- Yeah. Sorry about that.
- Don't be.

Oh, good.
Because I'm not.

It took me a while,
but I finally realized

that I was just using
the suit to protect myself

from the things that
I didn't want to face.

So you figured out
you didn't need the suit

to be a hero.

I knew you'd get
there, Lucas.

Thanks, dad.

But you couldn't have
told me that sooner?

Any other thoughts
you'd like to share?

- Just one.
- Mm-hmm?

I'm proud of you.

Marquis: Heh heh ha ha ha!

Ahh.

They say you should
never meet your heroes.

Kiki: What do they say
about meeting your villains?

I'm sure they'll say
we make a great team.

And with one buzz left,

who's gonna get
the last laugh?

Heh heh heh!

Ha ha ha!

[Both laughing]

Woman: ♪ I faced the dark
and pretend ♪

♪ Time was threatening
the end ♪

Mary: Alice?

It's me.
You can come out now.

I'm alone.

What's with all
the black?

Where did you
come from?

It's actually
for where I'm going,

the wake
for the hunter.

The man that I killed.

Oh, my goodness.

That touchy feely
terrorist really did

a number on you,
didn't she?

Please tell me
you're not taking life advice

from a woman who puts
hand grenades

in Teddy bear tummies.

It doesn't mean
that she's wrong.

No. It means she
cocooned explosives

inside fuzzy symbols
of kindness

that children instinctively
want to hug.

And if I don't
take responsibility

for all of the pain
that I've caused

and do the hard work
to make amends,

then I am no different
than her.

Kiki really sent you
on a guilt trip, huh?

Oh, and look. She even
packed you a bag.

Actually, this is
for you.

With your immunity deal
gone bye-bye,

I packed as much
of your stuff as I could fit.

There's cash
in here, too,

enough to get you
far away from here.

Yeah. Um...

I can't leave
Gotham just yet.

What possible reason
do you have to stay?

Everyone's hunting
you, Alice.

I know, but, uh...

What if I wasn't
Alice?

I don't want to be
her anymore.

I don't want
to be a sociopath.

Oh, my gosh.

This is huge.

I can help you.

I was hoping
you'd say that

because I'm not
really the kind of gal

who likes to do
the hard work.

Then what do you want?

The joy buzzer.

We need the buzzer
for Marquis.

But you have
a sister

who needs it more.

Look. If you brought me
down here to lecture me,

I don't tell you
when to be Batwoman,

and you can't tell me
what I can and can't do.

- I'm not your sidekick.
- It's not about that.

Well, then if it's about you wanting
to protect me,

I'm not your damsel
to rescue.

I know. It's not
about that either.

Then what is it
about?

It's about me being
real with you.

I keep people
at arm's length.

I lost a lot of people
in my life,

and I am scared to death
to lose anyone else,

so I don't let
people in,

and the whole
superhero thing

gives me an excuse
to keep doing that.

I get it.

I won't push.

You don't have to.

Syd b: ♪ Do you feel it, too?

♪ Are you feeling it, too?

♪ Got me feeling like
I'm infinite ♪

♪ I'm in my body,
and we're sharing it ♪

♪ I don't care,
I know it sounds intense ♪

♪ But I just want to,
I just want to ♪

♪ Hold on to it

♪ And the wine is flowing
from your lips, oh ♪

♪ In the bedroom,
but it don't exist, oh ♪

[Crash]

I'll buy you
a new one.

- I hate that thing.
- Mm-hmm. - Syd b: ♪ Feeling it, too

♪ Are you feeling it, too?

♪ Between me and you,
me and you? ♪

♪ Do you feel it, too?

♪ Are you feeling it, too?

Yeah.

♪ Are you feeling it, too?

♪ Between me and you,
me and you? ♪

♪ Do you feel it, too?

♪ Are you feeling it, too?

[Humming]

[Moans]

♪ Are you feeling it, too?

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Synced & corrected by srjanapala

Man: Greg, move your head.