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My knee!

- Oh, my God. My knee.
- Sorry, son.

I didn't see you coming.
Are you alright?

Yeah, I don't know, listen,
help me up, will you, mister?

- Thanks.
- Come on.

Yeah, yeah.
I think it's gonna be okay.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Um, listen, thanks for your help.

I'm sorry.

Chump.

Chump? What did he mean by...

Hey! Hey!

He took my wallet.

Yes?

[Pepper] This is your
wake up call, Sullivan.

Wake up and dig the bum
trip you're about to take.

Bum trip? Who is this?

Where are you calling from?
1968? Who is this?

Listen, man, kill the Lesko story

before the Lesko story kills you.

It's me.

Say the word, baby, and
he'll kiss the sky.

Hi, there.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Turn on, tune in.

Drop out.

Oh, and Lesko, there was one problem.

You know the computer disk with
all of Sullivan's notes on it?

Some kid swiped it.

[Tina] They don't know
who killed him or why.

But, Barry, I was hoping
that maybe you...

I'm already on the case, Tina.

I'll do whatever I can on or off duty.

Ah, the Arkham expose.
I remember that.

Ah, he was some writer.

The best...

...but you know, Phil
always hated these awards.

[Joan] He called them bowling trophies.

Never stopped him from
letting me put them up.

Joan, I'm so sorry.

Oh, this is a friend of mine
from the police department.

[Tina] Barry Allen, Dr. Joan Sullivan.

Hi, pleased to meet you.

I was a big fan of Phil's work.

You and me both.

Will you look at this dress?

It took me an hour to
get the dog hair off.

- Joan's a vet, Barry.
- Ah.

Phil always said that it would
be impossible to have children

because they'd have to compete
with the animal kingdom.

Phil hated me in black.

He said it looked like someone died.

Oh, Jo.

What am I gonna do?

Whoa! Hey, Earl!

Earl, come on.

Hey, don't we get enough of that, huh?

You just keep wasting my time, Duvivier.

- All you give is talk.
- Hey, hey!

Will you relax, alright?

And you, if you don't take
that foot off of my bumper

I'm gonna chew it off at the ankle.

Thank you.

Look, we are setting
the next major trend

in the drug market here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I think we know these guys.

Come on, I'm gonna make you two so rich

it's gonna take you weeks to spend it.

Yeah, that's a swell sales pitch

but we still ain't seen jack.

You ain't seen jack?
Alright. we'll meet Jack.

This Blue Paradise.

The clouds of heaven are now
being sold right here on Earth.

Even for a guy like you though,
the first one is always free.

- Beautiful.
- Good.

You're under arrest.

Spread 'em, pal.

Pal?

Look, uh, we could have
been pals, alright?

But now, how about I spread you
two all over the sidewalk, huh?

Excuse me.

Hey, ladies, not on the car, alright?

Don't look at me like that.

Tie, please.

What am I doing here?

What, a guy can't have
car trouble any more?

What is this?

What are you booking me on?

How about, uh, suspicion of
a stolen necktie, gerbil.

- Come on. Let's go.
- Jerk.

Hey, Barry, I got a
deli tray in the back.

You want a sandwich?

- Two.
- Sure.

Okay, guys, what happened?

We had a line on Blue Paradise.

Uh, this new designer drug
just hitting the street.

The bust went bad, but the
dealer got collared anyway.

We had a little help.

From whom?

Don't tell Lieutenant Garfield.

The Flash saved our lives.

What, you-you don't think he's for real?

Absolutely not.

Hey, maybe you guys have been
undercover too long, huh?

What happened to the Paradise?

It went down the drain.

Now every alligator in the sewer
is grooving to the colors.

I don't get it, Sullivan's
editor said he was working

on a piece about this Blue Paradise drug

but there is nothing even
related to it in his files.

Maybe someone killed him

and then cleaned out the evidence.

I don't know, Julio.

The only fingerprints on
the files were his own.

Well, I guess I should
get back to the lab.

Yeah, I've got a lunch
date with Sabrina.

We're going to some new
place called Exotica.

You ever eat a poached ostrich egg?

I have not, would not, will not.

Hey, me neither, man, strictly
turtle eggs Benedict

for me.
Thank you.

See you back at the ranch, man.

Alright.

Lose your keys?

Yeah. Uh, I mean, my dad did.

He's always locking them in the car.

Uh, he's a doctor and he needs
his bag 'cause there's a sick

baby across the street in the building.

Sounds serious to me.

Maybe I can help you out.

Wrong car.

Help! Somebody call the cops!

Police!

Can I tell you something, Bellows?

- What's that, Murph?
- Bean dip is my world, man.

Really? Well, so is, uh, lard,
cholesterol, salt and cancer.

This has salt?

Book this little hoodlum for
attempted theft. Auto.

Tight collar, Bar.
Anybody killed?

A young delinquent.
It's truly a shame.

Hey, let me go, huh?
I'm a victim of society.

Keep your eye on this one, Bellows

while I get an officer
from juvenile hall.

You got it.

If you can do that and
eat at the same time.

Alright, young man, can you
say, I'm in big trouble?

What are you doing?
Hey, this is a no-smoking area.

Hey, kid, at your size you can't afford

to stunt your growth.
Put that thing out.

Last kid that did that
is now called Stumpy.

[Carmen] His name is
Terry Cohan, age 13.

He ran away from a foster home
in St. Louis nine months ago.

He's got a history of running
away surviving on petty theft.

[Barry] A kid like that living
on the street for nine months?

What's the procedure from here, Carmen?

Well, if he's drug-free,
and if his foster parents

want him and if we can convince
the St. Louis authorities

to pick the tab, he'll be sent back.

The paperwork will take a week.

Till then, he'll be locked up.

[Terry] Like hell.

Take those cuffs off!

[Murphy] Yeah, sure, sorry.
I'll get right on it, huh.

Carmen, Carmen, listen, I-I-I don't want

to put the kid in jail, alright?

I just thought a good scare
might help set him straight.

That's all.

Stay.

What else can we do?

Look, Barry, you can drop the charges

but I'll still have to take
him to juvenile hall.

Unless Terry can stay with
a responsible guardian

until we can contact his foster parents.

Say, you've got one of those
nice big warehouse apartments

don't you?

- Yeah, it's big.
- And a dog that loves kids.

Oh, yeah, Earl loves kids.

No, Carmen, wait a minute

no, you don't think that I'm
the right guy for this?

Send me to jail, alright?

Just-just save me from
another bleeding heart.

Alright, Terry, come with me.
I'll take you down to the hall.

[Barry] Now, hold it.

I guess we could give it a try.

What do you say, Terry?

You got cable?

Here's my car over here,
but you know that.

Uh, listen, Barry, uh... thanks.

You're welcome.

Hey, isn't that a bank robbery
going on over there?

A bank robbery?

There's no bank in that...

Cory? Hey, hey, Cory.

Cory?

Cory, come on, where are you?
Hey.

- Cory?
- Whoa!

What the hell are you doing here?

Well, I'm, uh...

I'm just trying to give you
a break, kid, alright?

So, this is some place you got here.

- Argh!
- What the...

Whoa!

Cory, hey! Hey!
Taught her everything I know.

My sister.

Lesko.

Never disturb me when I'm working.

- Never.
- Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Well...

...is our greasy little
pusher out of jail yet?

Duvivier should be free tomorrow.

The pigs lost the evidence.

They'll never make anything stick.

Why do you even keep him around? He's...

Duvivier is like a one-celled organism

driven by a single thought.

Greed.

He'll put the Paradise on the street

almost as fast as I can make it.

But... how long will I
be able to make it...

...with Sullivan's story
drifting about on that disk?

Pepper...

...twenty years of life underground...

...have made me a very cautious man.

If the cops find out I'm still alive...

I checked around.

That kid on the skateboard, the
one that took Sullivan's bag

he works Helltown as a
pickpocket and a shoplifter.

Then why aren't you searching Helltown?

Word's out, he got pinched by the man.

Then, in the morning, go
down at the police station

and find out where he is.

How am I gonna do that?

One of the fabulous properties
of Blue Paradise...

...is the rush.

Pepper...

...do you love me?

Um, when you're nice to me, I do.

I'll be very nice if you
get Sullivan's disk...

...and kill the kid.

Lesko!

Never disturb me when I'm laughing.

Free surprise.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Let me see that, alright.

- Hey! It's mine.
- Hey, come on, Cory.

This isn't a toy, alright?

- Dinner's ready.
- Our secret.

- Alright?
- Okay.

- Sorry I'm late.
- Nah, no problem.

Terry, Cory, I'd like you
to meet a friend of mine.

- This is Tina.
- Hi.

I'd rather eat with Earl.

Cory!

So, Barry, huh, this your new squeeze?

No, this is not my new squeeze.

She's a good friend of mine
like I told you. Come on.

Hey, that's a relief, okay?

Because she's too fine a babe
for a dipstick like you.

Well, thank you, I think.

You volunteered for this?

- I don't have a mommy.
- Oh, that's so sad.

Isn't it? I'd feel better
if you gave me $100.

Come on, Earl!
Earl, come on!

- Here's some... Hey!
- Whoa! Look out!

Well, you can see why I didn't
clean up the place, right?

The Mongol hordes would
just wreck it again.

Well, what are you going to
do when you go to the lab?

I don't know.
Take them with me?

Barry...

Well, Julio had his three
nephews there once.

Yeah, and they made that huge stink bomb

and then the station was
evacuated for two days.

Hmm, good point.
Well, I don't know.

What do you suggest?
Day care? The circus?

- What about Joan?
- I don't know.

She's got a lot on her mind
these days, don't you think?

She loves kids, Barry.

Maybe having a couple
around would do her good.

- These two?
- She's a vet.

And your little boy has
been missing for how long?

Um, two days.

I can't believe he'd run away.

We don't have much, but...

I try to make a good home for him.

Don't worry.
We'll find him for you.

They usually don't go far.

I hope you're right.

Um, listen, do you have
an aspirin or something?

Um, a glass of water?

Sure. I'll be right back.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

[Joan] Earl's the picture of health

but how did he get the spaghetti sauce

all over his stomach?

Ah, the little monsters.

I understand.
They're a real handful.

Both hands.
And the way they eat.

Joan, they're a mouthful too.

You... think you're going
to be able to handle them?

Yeah, like I said on the phone,
Barry, I could use the help

and frankly, having someone else

to worry about can't hurt.

You forget... how much time you
give to people in your life.

Joan, I'm so, uh-uh, I
hope you don't mind

but I've got to ask you
a couple of questions.

- Barry.
- It's okay, Tina.

What was your husband working on?

We had a rule at home.
Work stays at the office.

The only thing I do know is
that he had been bringing home

a lot of dead files.

- Stuff from college.
- Were there any notes?

Um, an address book, anything like that?

Uh, Phil lived out of his file-a-data

and he had that with him in the car.

[Tina] Oh, no! Oh, my gosh!

'Oh, come on, oh!

Oh, come on, come on, come
on, come on, come on!

Let's go! Let's go!
Let's get out of here!

Let's get out! Come on.
Oh, you, let's go. Out!

This is not a good idea, young lady.

These are not stuffed animals.

Oui, andele, andele.

And as for you, young man

you are old enough to know better.

They looked cramped.
So sue me.

That cuts no ice with me.

These are sick animals.
You might have hurt them.

Just for this, you're
both walking Brutus.

Brutus?

Which one is Brutus?

Come on, Brutus. Move it, huh?

Summer of love is here again.

Candles.

Hey! incense.

Peppermint.

Spare change.

Get a job, hippie.

I got a job.

Hey, Pepper, this is West.

I found the kid you're looking for.

[Cory] Hey, Terry, your shoe's untied.

[Terry] Very funny. Make
me laugh next time, huh?

Hi. Cute dog.

Watch out. He's an attack dog.

Wow. Listen, I'm kinda lost.

Do you know the way to the waterfront?

Yeah. Follow the seagulls.
Come on, Cory.

Hey, I'll never find it by myself.

How about taking a ride,
showing me the way?

Are you crazy? Get lost.

I've got a gun in my purse.

Get in the van.

Brutus! Attack!

Aah!

Get it away!

Brutus, you're like a
mouse with an attitude.

Aah! Ha ha.

Aah!

Do it harder, Pepper.

Wow. You really do have a third eye.

I have more eyes than you can count.

A pair of them on the
street told me you tried

to grab the kid and got
stopped by a schnauzer.

Well, hey, the mutt had rabies.
It almost ripped my face off.

Do I have to send someone else?

No.

I though you could handle this for me.

- I can.
- Then what are you going to do?

Um, well, you know that report
I stole from the station?

It said the kid never went to juvie.

He's in custody of some
cop named Barry Allen.

Okay. Find out who he is.

Have someone watch the station.

Get a license plate number.

Bribe some DMV slave and
get a home address.

Must I do everything?

Oh, you're wearing patchouli oil.

That's very nostalgic.

A police scientist, huh?

I wonder if his civil
servant's brain can grasp

the elegant complexities
of Blue Paradise.

It might just blow his mind.

- Barry? Barry!
- Hmm? Oh.

- Ah. Thanks, Julio.
- You look beat, man.

Yeah, well, Cory's on my
bed, Terry's on the couch

and I'm on the floor with
Earl and he snores.

You're the one who wanted
to play bachelor father.

- Sullivan murder.
- Yeah.

- Think it was a mob hit?
- Nah, no way.

The bomb was amateur night, man.

I mean, you could pick up that
stuff from any hardware store.

Radicals in the '60s used to build them

but those guys aren't around any more.

Yeah, but Sullivan was on to
that Blue Paradise story.

Maybe he crossed a drug dealer or two.

Nah.
I need his notes, you know?

They're in his file-a-data and
that went up in the blast.

No, it didn't.

File-a-datas are made out of leather

and the only leather we
found at the crime scene

were from his shoes.

I've got to find that notebook.

You were careless, Duvivier.

Don't ever sell my wares
to people you don't know.

Come on, Lesko, the cops
had nothin' on me.

I mean, I'd never give your
name up. You know that.

They're just part of the equation.

I have been at this since before
you were even a bad idea

and I've never let the law
be a part of any equation.

What about The Flash?

What am I supposed to do about him?

The Flash?

You sure you're not hallucinating?

Hallucinating?

Lesko, I don't hallucinate.

I think you're confusing me
with one of your brain dead

hippies here.
And who dresses you guys anyway?

It ain't the '60s anymore...

There was a whole lot
less peace and love

back then than you think.

Could you watch the car?
I just had it redone.

Thank you.

- Moe?
- Thank you.

The idea, Duvivier, is
to make people die

if they don't get their
Paradise, not if they do.

Now go and spread my gospel.

I want everyone to share my dreams...

...and my nightmares.

[Lesko] Even with a 100 Duviviers,
it's moving too slowly.

I need to find a way to
cast the entire city.

A population of addicts thanking
me with their bank accounts

for admitting them to Paradise.

Washing cats, shampooing dogs.

This has to be the boringest
day I ever spent.

Well, Cory enjoyed it.

Yeah, she was just being polite.

Oh, is that why she asked
Joan to let her close up?

You know? Went right by me.

Hey, listen, since it's just us

why don't we go out for a pizza, huh?

- Or four.
- Yeah, whatever.

Yeah.

You know... you're making
a mistake, you know.

I mean, you stick us in a foster
home, we're out of here.

Me and Cory are better on our own.

You think so?

When did you leave home?

When I was 19 for college.

- Are you going back?
- No. Of course not.

You get my point?

Okay, baby. We're on.

Wow. Yeah.

Barry?

Hey, Barry, you okay?

Barry. Barry!

Gotcha, kid.

Barry! Oh!

You can't get away with this!

My dad's a cop!

You guys should have
worn your seat belts.

Flash!

Never accept rides from strangers.

I'm telling you guys, I saw him.

Blurry, kinda like a red ghost?

That's him.

Sure.
Why don't you two form a club.

- You can join too, Allen.
- I've never seen him.

Did they hire you on a
jerk quota, Murphy?

That's two.

Hey, uh, Murph, I've got some
cold drinks over there.

Come on.
Thanks for our pizza, guys.

Ok, Terry, who are these guys?

Why did they grab you?

How should I know?

You're the one with the rap sheets.

Alright. Let's take a look.

Looks like both of these guys
have a lot of narcotics arrests.

You involved with drugs, Terry?

Hey, hey, come on.
I'm not that stupid.

My life is hard enough.

Barry, those two guys you brought in

are freaking out in lockup.

Stay here, Terry.

Man, they look like hell.

But they don't seem to be--

Yeah, well, just five seconds ago

they were jumping around and screaming

like a bunch of apes in a cage.

No lie, open the cell.
Let me check them out.

- Are you sure, Allen?
- Yeah, I got to check them out.

Careful, Barry.

Barry, look out!

Time to die, friend.

[Barry] Call the Paramedics!

- This one's dead.
- So is this one.

What the hell are they on?

Blue Paradise.

[Barry] Uh, Terry, take your
little sister upstairs.

Get her ready for bed, alright?

[Joan] Goodnight, Cory.

Thank you. You were great with
Mrs. Galuccia's weird dog.

- What a knucklehead.
- No kidding.

See you tomorrow.

Barry?

Yeah, sweetheart?

We don't get to stay here forever?

I'm afraid not, Cory.

But listen, maybe we can
find you someplace you can.

Yeah. Right.

Joan, listen, thanks for
everything, alright?

Yeah.

If it weren't for you, those kids

would run me into the ground.

But I just...

I don't know, they're so hard-boiled.

Were we as cynical at that age?

How are you getting along with, uh...

There's nothing yet.
I'll keep you posted.

- Alright.
- Okay?

Well, I'll see you in
the morning when you

drop the kids off.

Yeah.

And, Barry, thanks again.

It really is great therapy.

Yeah. Shock therapy, huh?

- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye.

Well, she's all conked out.

You know, Allen, uh, you're all
out of potato chips and stuff.

I wonder why.

Listen, Terry, I've been talking
to the cops down in Helltown

and it seems they're
looking for a skateboard

snatch and run artist.
Could that be you?

Yeah, well, way past my bedtime, huh?

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

Come on.

Okay, what do you want me to do?

Learn how to say, "Will there
be fries with that, please?"

Look, equal opportunity counts
for zip when you're 13.

Those kidnappers are
drug dealers, alright?

They didn't snatch you for no reason.

Look, I've seen these crackheads

and these needle freaks, alright?

And they all end up like
those two in jail.

I've got Cory to take care of, alright?

Who else is gonna protect her, you?

No, I'm just trying to find out

who you've gotten messed
up with and why.

Now, what have you lifted lately?

- Terry!
- Nothing. A-A doll.

- A knapsack.
- A knapsack, okay.

Now from, from where, from whom?

Uh, some car out in front of
the Daily News building.

The Daily News building?

- What kind of car?
- I don't know.

It was a red car, okay?

[Barry] When was this, huh?

Look, it's important, alright?

- Alright!
- This was last week?

Yes, it was last week!

- Alright?
- Yes. Sullivan's car.

What did you grab, Terry?
Where is it?

You know, you're a
really dull dog, Allen.

You know that, I mean, you
take us into your house

you let us trust you.

All this social worker crap

just to get me to cop
to some boosts, huh?

Oh, man, you are way off base.

Well, to hell with that, man

and to hell with you, okay?

Why don't you give me a break?

Me and Cory got along just
fine before you came along.

Nobody wants us, and we don't need you.

I am trying to help you.

Look, the only one in
this whole stinking town

who hasn't been jiving me is The Flash.

Alright.

The Flash.

What are you doin' here?

Keepin' an eye on you.

You've made a lot of enemies.

Yeah, yeah, I guess you're right.

You definitely saved
my bacon back there.

How do you do it?

The speed, I mean.

It just happens.

- You wanna check it out?
- Are you serious?

Just keep your balance.

Awesome!

Wow.

I may be fast, Terry

but there are some things
even I can't run away from.

- Like what?
- Like trouble, for one.

The word on the street's you'd do almost

anything to protect your sister.

What happens to her if you
end up in juvenile hall?

Hey, I'm not gonna get busted.

Don't kid yourself.

Look, I know life's been hard for you

but you can't do it alone.

Find someone to trust.

Someone who can help you.

Because what you're
involved in is bigger

and more dangerous than you know.

Alright, man.
Listen, I'd like...

I never went through the bag.

All I wanted was the doll for Cory.

Yes. Here it is.

I'll tell you one thing.

We're a lot closer now to
figuring this whole mess out.

Well, I analyzed the Blue Paradise.

It's an extremely powerful
hallucinogen euphoric.

Hmm.

With a healthy load of
amphetamine for a boost.

Even the smallest amount
could rewire your head.

Yeah, I've seen a few
rewired heads lately.

Rewired to death.

- Barry, who's behind all this?
- Ah, I don't know.

According to Sullivan's
notes, the only person

capable of it is Beaugarde Lesko.

- Lesko? Who's that?
- An outlaw chemist.

Went berserk in San Francisco
in the late '60s.

Only problem is he died 20 years ago.

Yeah, Joan, Listen, thanks
for babysitting, alright?

- No problem.
- Thank Tina too.

I think we're really on to something.

- Bye.
- Bye.

All they had were mu shu f... fajitas.

Ugh. I'll pass.

- You'll pass?
- Julio, look at this.

I accessed the file from
the Central City Library.

- Check it out.
- So what? This isn't news.

Yeah, but this is.

FAA report.

The plane went down over the Pacific.

No bodies were ever recovered.

The only evidence that Lesko
was ever on that plane

was his signature on the charter.

What's this?

Only the most advanced

hallucinogen I've ever come across.

It fries your brain before you
ever want to kick the habit.

Nobody, but Lesko could
have synthesized it.

Wait, what are you trying to say?

I think Lesko faked his own death

and then went underground.
Now he's back, bigger than ever.

I'm sure that's what Sullivan discovered

and it cost him his life.

So, you're saying Lesko is still alive

and you think the kid has
Sullivan's evidence?

Yeah, dispatch, Allen, Crime Lab.

You have a squad car
watching my house, right?

No, no, no.
Just checking. Thanks.

Relax, man.
You sent the car hours ago.

Nobody is going to get those kids.

Why can't I go with you?

Because it's business, Cory, okay?

What kind of business?

I'm gonna sell something to a guy

and with the money he gives me

it's enough to take care
of us for a long time.

Does Barry know about this?

No. No.
Barry's alright.

He's a great guy, but...

...sooner or later he's gonna
have to put us in a foster home.

But with the money I'll get...

Hey, you know, we can
go wherever we want

and no one's gonna tell us what to do.

That'll be great, right?

I guess.

Okay, now, listen up.

I'm giving one of these to you, alright?

And I'm gonna keep the other one.

If I'm not back in a couple of hours

you give that to Barry.

And don't worry because
everything's gonna

be cool from now on.

Okay.

Lesko. Lesko, chill out.

I've been sitting outside
his apartment all night.

I'm tired, I'm hungry, and...

I know.

But there's a cop car
parked right out in front.

What am I going to do?

Wait a minute.

Something's going down.

Okay.

Where did you come from?

I called a false alarm, alright?

By the time they figure that
one out we'll be out of here.

Just take me to Lesko.

What's the matter? You never
see a drug-free face before?

Step on it.

- Okay. Bye.
- Thanks.

Well, I checked the zoo. No luck.

There's an APB out.

- Oh, Barry. We're so sorry.
- Don't be silly, Joan.

I know what these kids are capable of.

Cory, listen to me.

If you know anything at all about this

you must tell me.

I can't.
I promised Terry.

But Terry could get hurt

so we have to help him.

He went to sell something
and get big bucks.

- Sell what?
- One of these.

- A dragon?
- No. This.

Johnny, how are you doin'?

Look good tonight.

Excuse me. Could I speak to
you two ladies for a second?

And don't worry about the line.

I'll get you in. I know the
owner. We're good friends.

I was just wondering

if you'd two girls would maybe like

to take a little trip to paradise.

Get off me, man. You got
nothing on me. I'm clean.

You're dirty as the drugs you deal.

Now, tell me where Lesko is.

Lesko? What's Lesko?

I can take you apart faster than a car.

No tools required.

Alright, It's the, uh the old

Fillmore Central downtown.

Thanks.

Well, well, well

if it isn't our favorite rodent.

Come on, dirt bag.

[Terry] Look, Mr. Lesko, uh

I've got all your dirt

right here on the disk.

The price I'm asking is cheap.

[Lesko] A million dollars?

Ha ha ha. Kids.

Why not two million or five?

It doesn't matter.

What makes you think you'll live

to spend a nickel?

Hmm?

I made a copy.

Anything happens to me it goes

straight to the police.

Did anyone ever tell you
how the universe works?

Hmm?

It's the duality of life.

The yin, the yang, the Tao.

The balance.

Now, it's true that you
have something that I want

but if I dose you with blue paradise

I'll have something that you want.

You'll be so desperate for another fix

you'll sell your own sister.

And then maybe, maybe

I'll give you more

but not until you give
me the second disk.

And I promise you

you will hand it over gladly.

Moe.

Relax, Terry. You're going
to have lots of company.

I've filled enough canisters

to strap to a half-dozen

choppers I've got standing by.

Imagine...

...a shimmering cloud of paradise

drifting over Central
City as she sleeps.

And come tomorrow morning

we'll have a town full of addicts.

Pepper.

You may do the honors.

Ready to get turned-on, junior?

Is it okay if I just say no?

Wow.

What a trip.

What is that?

Just a bad flashback, Lesko.

Oof!

Terry, take off!

Get up!

Get those canisters together!

I want them on the copters in an hour!

Hey, Flash, you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I think so.

Lesko hit me with some of that paradise

but I think I

burned it out of my system.

You went through that
brick wall like a ghost.

Yeah, I guess my molecules
were vibrating so quickly

I passed right through the wall.

Whoa. Weird.

Hey, Lesko!

You ready to rock?

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Alright! Yes!

[Barry] I wish I could
change your minds.

New York can be a pretty
tough town on your own.

So, you want me to drive
you to the bus station?

I mean, you've got a long
ride to New York as it is.

No. I think we'll walk.

Listen, uh, thanks for everything.

We'll send you a postcard.

Alright. Here you go.

Bye, Barry.

So long, sweetheart.

Come on, Cory.
Let's get out of here.

Hey, hey. Wait. Joan came
to see you, alright?

Joan, you coming to New
York with me and Terry?

I don't think so.

But I might have a better idea.

How would the both of you
like to come live with me?

That way we could take
care of each other.

- You set this up, didn't you?
- Well...

Come on, Cory.
Let's get out of here.

Terry!

Alright. Is that what you want? Fine.

Alright?
I'm going to New York.

Whoa. Whoa.
Terry, wait a minute.

I've known you for a few days, alright

and I know you're a tough guy.

But are you tough enough
to do the right thing?

Okay, alright, uh, for Cory.

- But only under one condition.
- What?

Next person who asks me
to shampoo a cat, dies.

- Deal.
- Alright.