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Previously on "Gotham Knights..."

We've been set up.

We're gonna find
who really killed my dad.

We'll clear our names.

Turner, you need
to get out of there right now.

Cressida is one of them.
She's working with The Court of Owls.

The Court killed my dad,
and now they're trying to kill me.

And what the Mutants take,
we taketh away.

- It's a Court of Owls watch.
- So is this one.

Hello.

Why did I wake up with no memory
of how I got there?

When I was young, I would attend

the most elegant parties
the Court would throw.

We always wore masks.

Every painting that was taken

was owned by Alan Wayne
at the time of his death.

And who do we know that's interested
in all things Alan Wayne?

The Court of Owls.

It can't be just a painting.

The hell are you doing here?

I need your help.
My life is in danger.

As promised.

Then we in business?

Settle down!

What the hell?

Yep.

There's enough firepower in here
to arm every criminal in Gotham.

I think that's their plan.

What are you doing?

Just so the cops know who to thank.

Cullen should be here by now.

Relax. He'll be here.

- Harper, I don't think he's coming.
- He'll be here.

Okay. Maybe not.

Let's get out of here. Come on.

You stole a food truck?

It was the only thing I could find.
Let's go!

Where the hell were you?

- My watch stopped.
- What do you mean, it stopped?

As in it stopped working.
I don't know.

Isn't that one of those insanely
expensive Court of Owls watches?

You could throw that thing
in a volcano

and it's supposed to keep ticking.

Yeah, that's what I thought, too.

But apparently, quality timepieces
are hard to come by these days.

I guess nobody cares
about craftsmanship anymore.

Yeah, well, next time,
find a new one.

Otherwise, we end up behind bars.

I'm way ahead of you.

That's one more in the win column.

We could bust up every low-level
criminal front in this thing

and still not get any closer
to finding The Court.

But at least we got a bunch
of illegal guns off the streets.

You know, made the city
and the Narrows safer.

Well, that's really great for you and
the upstanding citizens of Gotham

but the rest of us here
are still wanted fugitives.

So maybe instead
of pretending to be heroes

you could all be more focused on,
let's say it all together now...

- clearing our names.
- Clearing our names.

We know. What do you think
we are trying to do?

Okay. Then tell me why

we just handed over
that painting that the Court

was so desperate
to get their hands on.

We could have used that
to find out who they are

because if we had names,
we would know who to target.

But instead,
any leverage we might have had

we just gave away,
all to save that cop's family.

- We didn't have a choice.
- No, there's always a choice.

We just made a bad one.

Guys, you're gonna want to see this.

Look.

Your broken Court of Owls Watch?

Nope.

That's my broken Court of Owls Watch.

So is this.

So is that.

Notice anything?

I don't think they're broken at all.

I think they're working perfectly.

Yeah, but doing what?

Is this a safe house or a drug den?

Well, it's discreet.

And for someone
whose other options

are behind bars or in the ground,
I'd say this is a step up.

The Court's not gonna find you here.

You do realize
you need me alive to talk?

I need you to do
a lot more than talk.

I need names, and I need proof.

And I need full immunity

and an order of federal protection

not the GCPD.

- I'm working as fast as I can.
- Well, so is the Court.

And if they find out
I'm about to talk...

they will kill us both.

You'll be safe here.

Just sit tight.

And don't go anywhere
and don't talk to anyone.

Harvey.

Help me.

I will, but you have to help me.

You're exerting yourself too much.

I have to put in the effort.

It's good for my recovery.

I'll get something
to support your back. Hold on.

We had some of those lumbar pillows.

Everything okay?

Everything's fine.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

7.21am.

What's the second hand at?

Two seconds.

Okay.

So all four watches stop

simultaneously in a cycle of three

displaying the same
three times of day.

7.21am, 3.05pm,
and 9.00pm on the dot.

Okay. So what's
so special about those times of day?

You can bet the Court knows.

There's no way that's a coincidence.

No way it's good.

Maybe they're planning something bad

to go down at each time
on the watches.

Watches? Time.

- Watches all the time.
- Watches all the time.

Watches all the time.

- That son of a bitch.
- Who?

Joe Chill.

He said the key to finding the Court

was "Watches all the time."

It was a rumor he heard,
but he didn't know what it meant.

He just kept repeating the same part
of the rhyme over and over.

What if it means
the key to finding the Court of Owls

are the watches
they give their members?

Like, each time is part of a code.

It's not just a time.

It's a place.

One of them is a time,
9.00pm on the dot

and the other two
are 7.21 and two seconds

and 3.05 and 13 seconds.

Pretty random unless it's not a time

and it's actually
latitude and longitude.

A bunch
of busted watches told you that?

Sounds like a leap.

Yeah, and a damn good one.
Let her finish.

Latitude and longitude are expressed
in degrees, minutes, and seconds

so I think the hour hand
is probably degrees.

Minute hand is minutes,
and the second hand is seconds.

I feel like I'm watching nerd porn.

So, how do we get latitude
and longitude from those times?

You want the long version
or the short version?

- The short version.
- The short version.

Latitude is 39 degrees,
21 minutes, two seconds

and longitude is 75 degrees

five minutes, 13 seconds.

Okay. Let's see where that is.

The geo-coordinates are within
the greater Gotham area.

Thank you, Honors Geography.

Okay, so we have
our time and our place.

When did your watch
start freaking out again?

Last night, sometime after midnight.

Okay. So technically today.

Then it's happening tonight.

What's happening tonight?

My dad's journals mentioned

that the Court was rumored to hold

clandestine meetings
in order to pass along information.

He theorized that
they preferred to do it in person

so that none of their communications
could be traced.

Not to mention they're, like

uber secretive, right?

So they're not exactly

going to send out save the dates

for their little get-togethers.

And how better to make sure
the info only reaches their members

than by something
only their members have?

Okay. Why meet now?

An art exhibit.

They did just complete
their collection

so maybe they want to celebrate.

I mean, it could be one of those
fancy parties or secret ceremonies

that dear old Eunice
was babbling about.

Whatever it is, looks like

the Court's
having a little soiree tonight...

and we have the address.

The old
Gotham Light and Power facility.

It's been decommissioned.
Are you sure that's it?

It's the only place in the vicinity
of the coordinates.

Eunice did say the Court held their
parties in the strangest places.

Well, that certainly qualifies.

Give me a sec?

- Hello.
- Miss Stephanie Brown?

Yes, this is Stephanie Brown.

Your chlorzoxazone
prescription's ready.

I'm sorry. I don't have a...

The brand name is Lorzone.

The prescription was called in
from your doctor this morning.

- Okay.
- He said it was urgent.

- Thanks for letting me know.
- Sure thing.

I...

I... have to go. Sorry.

Is everything all right?

Everything's great.

My fellow citizens of Gotham...

A few days ago, I was the victim
of an attempted homicide

and all of the evidence
points to none other

than the fugitive-at-large
Turner Hayes

as the primary suspect,
and, yes, he is still at large.

There are many unanswered questions

to this brutal assault,
but I only have one.

Where is Harvey Dent?

Mr. Dent, you're back.
I've been calling you.

Personal matters. I'm here now.

You've already missed
the city council meeting

and now you're 20 minutes late
to the campaign finance review.

Yes, I know. Thank you.

Sorry. It's been a day.

Can you get me Judge Stevens
on the phone?

I need to ask him for a plea deal.

For whom?

Just get him on the phone.

You seriously want infiltrate
The Court of Owls' lair?

Not sure it's actually a lair

but I'm not sure
we actually have a choice.

Do you know how insane that sounds?

I mean, we might as well
just chop off our own heads

- and get it over with.
- We've been waiting

for an opportunity like this.

We have the watches.

We can just wait for the next meeting

get ourselves better prepared.

And what if there is no next time?

We have no idea
how often The Court meets.

And Eunice said they never meet
in the same place twice, right?

This is our chance.

We can't wait.

If we can get inside,
we might be able to find out

the identity of the Court members
and expose them.

Maybe even get more information
about that painting

they were jonesing
to get their hands on.

Look, this is the best shot
we've ever had

at ending all of this,
and we have to take it.

I'm done being afraid.

Sounds like you're done being alive.

We're talking about going
into the belly of the beast.

Exactly.

That's the thing about owls.

They have no natural predators.

They don't know
what it's like to be hunted

which means
they won't see us coming.

And how exactly
do you plan to manage that?

I think I know how.

We dress to impress.

Okay. Only problem is
we don't have masks.

Does Gotham Academy
have a 3D printer?

In the arts lab.

I can use these as reference.

I'm pretty sure I can print out
exact replicas of these masks.

- It's brilliant.
- No, it's a long shot.

This owl soiree starts
in just a few hours

which means I maybe have
enough time to make two masks.

So...

who's going in?

Rebecca?

Oh, thank God.

Are you all right?

You heard Lincoln on the news?

Yeah. He's coming down on me
a little harder than usual.

I think he knows.

How?

I'm not sure.
His spies are everywhere.

We should never have risked it.

No, no. Maybe it's good that we did.

Maybe it's time
that Brody and I got out.

There's another side of him
the press doesn't see, Harvey.

He can be a dangerous man.

Cruel, even.

I'm getting you out of there.

I'm afraid.

Please hurry.

We stick to the plan.

Go in, get as much intel
as we can and get out.

- No freelancing.
- Damn.

Gotham Academy Theater Department

sure doesn't skimp
when it comes to wardrobe.

How do I look?

You look... different.

Wow. Send a girl's heart aflutter,
why don't you?

Sorry. Sorry. You...

you look...

It's okay. Relax.

I'll take "speechless."

Actually, do you mind zipping me up?

- Oh, sure.
- Thank you.

You sure you're up for this?

I know you're not into playing hero.

Oh, I don't mind it
when I'm saving myself.

Understood.

Just I'm the one who's used

to being around
a bunch of privileged asshats.

You? Not so much.

Well, don't get it twisted.

Those with privilege are no more
than glorified con artists

whose superpower
is tricking people into believing

they're more deserving
and better than the rest of us.

I'm familiar with the type.

Besides, I actually learned
from the best con artist in Gotham.

Who?

My mother.

Well, okay. Maybe not the best.

She's... she's been in Arkham
since I popped out.

By the time
the authorities caught her

she had taken on so many identities

that they didn't know
who she really was.

Neither did she, I guess.

They just called her "Jane Doe."

The more time passes

the harder I find it to remember
what my mom even looked like.

It scares me.

I'm sorry.

Just promise me
you won't do anything stupid.

It's too late.
I already volunteered to go with you.

Cressida?

Damn it!

Looks like this is the place.

But if anybody wants me
to gun it out of here, say the word.

This will record everything you see.

Comms are pretty spotty in the area,
so Carrie will plant

a frequency augmenter on the roof
so we can communicate.

And I'll watch your six
in case things go sideways.

Thanks for being here.

It's better than studying
for midterms, so...

- What's wrong?
- Can't find my goggles.

I know that I left them somewhere...

That's my bad.

I took the liberty of upgrading them.

Enhanced night thermal
and spectral light imaging.

And plus side,
they're a little less last-decade.

- Thank you.
- Speaking of fashion accessories

you two are gonna need these.

- Wow. They're perfect.
- They're terrifying.

- Oh, good. Here he comes.
- Oh, my God, Preston. There he is.

Thanks for coming out
to the taping, folks.

This episode airs next week,
but remember, no spoilers.

Dad, can we talk?

That's my daughter, Stephanie.
Excuse me.

Now you look at your phone?

When I call,
it goes straight to voicemail.

Honey, you know I turn my phone off
while we're filming.

I could have been in trouble
or dead or something.

Well, I certainly hope
it's not the first two.

I'm getting worried about Mom.

She was barely keeping upright
at the Parents' Luncheon.

The pain makes it hard for her
to be on her feet, sometimes.

That accident was five years ago.

Her pharmacy called me today.

She's been filling
extra prescriptions in my name.

I don't think
she knows how to stop, Dad.

Is that all this is about?

Chronic means forever.

Doctors, they underprescribe.

She's in a lot of pain.

Why does she have to use
my name to get medication?

She uses mine on occasion.
That's how we take care of her.

Then we should get her
professional help. Maybe rehab.

And what do you think will happen
when the tabloids get ahold of that?

Do you want your friends,
you teachers...

the entire world to know
your mother's personal business?

- They wouldn't have to know.
- Trust me. They will find out.

The more people know about you

the more they try
to use it against you.

So you would rather we ignore it
than get her help?

We are helping her.

You need to call the pharmacy back.

Looks like we're up.

Well, if the Court doesn't kill us

the asbestos
and lead-based paint will.

It looks like they've made
some upgrades.

Well, here we are.

This is what happens
when you don't call first.

I hate to be that girl

but unless this door opens,
we are gonna die.

Hey. What's that?

The watches were the key
to finding the Court.

Maybe literally.

Anyone hear me?

Loud and clear.

How about Turner and Duela?

We're in.

What are you doing?

I figure we need to look the part.

I'll allow it.

If you want to leave,
I can do this myself.

Then who'd keep you alive? You?

And I thought my childhood
was messed up.

Don't stare.

How do I not?

Mini-psycho wants to steal my soul.
I can't look away.

Brothers and sisters

I have convened this parliament
in order to share the wonderful news.

After a hundred long years

the map that the traitor Alan Wayne
hid from us has finally been found.

Figured there had to be a reason
they wanted that crappy old painting.

It wasn't a painting at all.

Soon we will have that
which we have sought for so long

that which we have spent decades
of blood and treasure to find...

electrum!

What the hell is "electrum"?

And once we have it in our possession

we will reach heights those who came
before us dared only dream of.

We will achieve
our greatest triumph of all

mastery over death.

We will no longer suffer
the ravages of time

and as the world ages all around us

we will stand impervious to that
which would make us wither and decay.

We shall live forever.

Caught you red-handed.

Or should I say empty-handed?

Mom, didn't think you'd be up.

Your curfew isn't a suggestion.

I was with Dad at the studio.

You know, people always tell me

that you two are each other's
spitting image.

As a baby, I always thought
you'd take after me

but you ended up a daddy's girl.

My mother was right.

A man's only true love
will always be his daughter.

You're not supposed to drink
on your medication.

I've been taking this a long time.

I know my limits.

Okay. Let's just go to bed, okay?

No.

Hey, Stephanie. No.
Don't try to manage me.

Where did you get those?

The pharmacy.

You know what? I take you to
how many fencing tournaments?

And you can't even run
one little errand for...

I meant who prescribed them?

- A doctor.
- Oh, God.

This new pain specialist
that I'm seeing...

Who treats a prescription pad
like they're sticky notes.

It's medication, sweetie.

Doctor shopping isn't hard
when you've got the cash.

Well, then,
thank God for your father.

- It isn't funny.
- You know, I think

if I was doing something wrong

they would have shut me up
in Blackgate by now.

Have you ever thought
about how it affects me

having to carry my own mother
out of a parents' luncheon?

People were staring.

They always watch us.
And your father.

If it weren't for his career

you wouldn't even be able
to go to that school.

We owe it to him
to always show our best

and I can't do that if I am hurting.

Are you even in pain anymore?

I gave birth to you.

Don't you dare talk to me about pain.

Stephanie!

No... no!

Spoiled little brat!

Mom, please stop!

You need to help me!

Your father and I do
everything for you.

You ungrateful little bitch!

Stephanie, you stuck-up bitch!

Electrum.

It's got to be the stuff
Eunice was talking about.

She specifically said
that the Court gave the Talon

a special substance
that increases lifespan.

How is stuff like that even possible?

You can always ask
our 130-year-old Talon

- the next time you see him.
- Great.

So, we have a murderous cult
that wants to be murderous forever.

Oh, hold on.

I got something.

It's not much, though,
just a blog referencing

a Gotham Gazette article
from the '20s.

All right. What does it say?

A meteorite was discovered
by a scientist named Dr. Leviticus

who claimed it had miraculous
healing properties.

However, before the results
could be confirmed

the authorities discovered
Leviticus performing

unauthorized medical procedures
on Gotham's poorest citizens.

Fearing arrest,
the scientist fled the city

- never to be heard from again.
- That's it?

Sleuthing the Web
is not my forte, okay?

Blondie picked
a hell of a day to ghost us.

Wow.

- What a change.
- What do you mean?

Usually, you can't stand
being around her.

She's not untalented.

So you're saying she's useful?

- Guys.
- What's going on?

New plan. We're stealing the map.

That's inconvenient.

How are we gonna get in there?

It's really a shame
you're not feeling well.

What?

What the hell did you do that for?

Authenticity. Now follow my lead.

Hello. My husband
is really not feeling well

and I'd really like
to get him some air.

Thank you so much.

Come along, darling. Come, come.

I can't believe that actually worked.

Sometimes, you just gotta go
with the classics.

Can't see a thing
in this stupid mask.

You're not supposed to be in here.

At least you'll be able
to fight better without it.

Get 'em!

Well, somebody's gonna notice
if we just walk out of here

- with this thing.
- No, they won't.

This doesn't involve
stabbing me, does it?

Easy-peasy.

Ready to make like
our feathered friends and fly?

Right out the front door.

Members of the Court

on what should be
a day of celebration

I have some disturbing news
to report.

There is a traitor in our midst.

- This doesn't make any sense.
- Karma's a bitch.

I say relax and enjoy the show.

We took her off the streets.

Gave her a life she could
never have dreamed of

and how does she repay our kindness?

With disloyalty, duplicity,
and betrayal.

What do you have to say for yourself?

It is true.

You've given me all
that I could have wanted.

Wealth, power, status

and in exchange, I lied

I killed...

I broke the trust of those
that were most dear to me

and all it cost me was everything!

But when I discover
what you seek to do now

the horrors you seek to become

I suddenly found something
in myself that I lost.

And what is that?

A conscience.

I know I'm irredeemable,
and I accept the consequences

but you and your Court
are the true monsters.

Enough!

How does the Court find her?

- Guilty... guilty!
- Guilty... guilty!

And what shall be her punishment?

We kill her.

- Kill her... kill her!
- Kill her... kill her!

- Hey! What the hell are you doing?
- I can't let her die.

Turner, are you serious?

She helped murder your father.
She took everything from you.

You don't owe her a damn thing.
Look, we have the painting.

Let's please just walk out of here
while we still can.

I can't. But you can.

What happened
to "don't do anything stupid," huh?

I've never been good
at taking my own advice.

You're really willing
to risk everything

to save someone as awful as her?

My dad would.

Finish it.

Take the map. Meet back at the truck.

Okay.

Who are you?

Hey. Stop!

And crap.

- Little Bird.
- Please stop calling me that.

Where's Turner?

- Turner!
- We have to keep moving.

Why?

Why would you save my life

and risk your own
after everything I've done?

Because it was the right thing to do.

Something you wouldn't know
anything about.

Now, come on.

They should have been back by now.

Maybe we should go in and help.

I can't just sit here and do nothing.

It's freaking me out!

- Are you guys okay?
- Yeah, I think so.

Turner hasn't made it back yet?

Turner...

Thank you. I know I don't deserve...

I don't want your gratitude.
I want answers.

I'll tell you what I can.
I owe you that much.

Why does the Court want you dead?

I was going to expose them.

I reached out to Harvey,
but somehow they found me.

Why would you do that?

Because of what I did to your father.

To you.

Guilt is a parasite
that will eat at your soul

until there's nothing left
but emptiness.

Is that the only reason?

After the last time I saw you

I discovered what they planned
to do with electrum.

Turner, if they find it, they will be
a nearly immortal dynasty

that will rule over Gotham
in perpetuity.

They will continue to grow fat
off the city's misery and suffering.

It will never change.
They will never change.

Your father understood that

which is why he changed his will.

What was in it?

What was it that got him killed?

Your father was going to give
his fortune to the people of Gotham.

The city's poor would no longer
have to resort to crime to survive.

Crime thrives on poverty.
The Court thrives on crime.

Bruce wanted to break that cycle.
The Court couldn't have that.

Then let's do what he couldn't.

Give me the name of their leader

and I'll burn the Court
to the ground.

- It's not that simple.
- I want a name.

No!

We have plans for this one.

Turner? Turn...

Turner? Can you hear me?

Turner!

She's asleep.

If I ask you to help your mother...

you help her. Understand?

She's out of control, Dad.

- You can't just keep letting her...
- Yes, I can.

Because you do not make
the decisions in this family.

Your mother and I do.

I don't think she's capable
of making any decisions.

Look at this place.

Who made her do this?

- Okay. We've got to go back.
- We don't even know where he is.

Okay. Then we find him.

No, no.

It's too dangerous.
This place is swarming with Court.

Going out there now would be suicide.

Really?

All of a sudden, the "Gotham Knights"
are a bunch of cowards?

I'm sorry. I thought you all
wanted to be heroes.

And you?
You're supposed to be his friend.

- I am.
- They are going to kill him!

- No, they're not.
- How do you know that?

Because if they were, they would have
already done it, Duela!

Duela, you heard that creep.
All right?

He needs him for something.

If we go in there half-cocked,
we're all gonna die

and if that happens,
they get away with all of it.

Everything we've done,
everything Turner's done...

all of it for nothing.

Okay, so what?
We just run away and hide?

No.

We regroup, we make a plan,
and we live to fight another day.

Duela, I swear to you we'll find him.

Take him.