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Previously on Arrow...

I'm gonna run for mayor.

Mr. Palmer's last recorded statement
could shed some light on how he died.

What's happening to me?

We're going to Nanda Parbat.

You need to feed this impulse. Once
you do, it will subside for a time.

I want you to bring my
sister back to life.

Even if Sara went into the Pit,

what came out of the
Pit would not be Sara.

Your daughter is alive.

The most loving act you can commit
is to return Sara to her final rest.

You are not gonna kill
your own daughter.

She's not my daughter!

Sara?

Damn it!

Hey, honey! Why don't you
just leave that right there?

Step off, bitch.

Oh, my God! Thank you.

S. C.P.D.! Stay where you are.

I cannot thank you enough
for coming on board, Alex.

Well, then it is a good thing
you're paying me also.

- Sorry for the wait.
- Ollie, this is Alex Davis,

the new political strategist
that Walter recommended.

Old enough to vote, Alex?

I owned a bar and I wasn't
even old enough to drink.

I'm old enough to do both.

Well, I'm glad that
you're joining the team,

but I don't entirely know why I
need a political strategist.

Well, I guess the question then
is, do you want to take office

with 10% of the vote or 90?

After you win, you still
need to be able to govern.

Well, what has you concerned?
My lack of experience?

No. We can spin that.

No, I'm talking about the
kind of closet skeletons

that could cripple you on your first day
in office. Your personal Chappaquiddick.

Wait, like that game
from Harry Potter?

Um, Chappaquiddick was a scandal
involving a can't-lose candidate

whose campaign fell apart when
he was caught having an affair

after his vehicle went underwater
and the girl he was with drowned.

Does that sound at all familiar?

Referencing the Queen's
Gambit and Sara Lance.

Yeah. Got it.

You're about to do your first
on-air sit-down, right?

Yeah.

Bethany Snow. Ten will get you 20
she brings up Sara and her sister.

Alex. All due respect,

I don't think that people care about
my friendship with Laurel Lance

and an eight-year-old scandal
when this city is disintegrating

and there are masked,
armed men helping it.

Not to mention there's
a woman in Pennytown

that's just running
around killing people.

You're right. I'm sorry.

For a moment, I forgot how the
electorate always cares about the issues

and has zero appetite
for scandal.

You want this city united?

You can't do it as the rich-kid
playboy from the tabloids.

And like it or not, Laurel Lance
is a constant reminder of that.

So from this day forward, when
anyone brings up Ms. Lance,

you distance yourself from her.

Hey! Just in time. I
was looking for you.

Why?

I wanna talk to you about
something you forgot.

What's that?

That how you wanna play this?

Fine by me, pal. Let's go.

I don't appreciate the
intrusion, gentlemen.

There's communications gear in here.
We've got ourselves a mole.

And you believe it's Mr. Queen?

Look.

We've been on this island eight
months without a single problem.

He shows up. Suddenly,
two guys find landmines,

and a bunch of drugs go missing.

Yeah. Conklin, you got me. I didn't wash
up on shore here after a boating accident.

I parachuted in on a
secret spy mission.

- You wanna die a liar, that's fine by me.
- That's enough.

Enough! There are more
pressing matters at hand.

Perhaps if you were focused more on
external threats rather than witch hunts,

you would've caught this man
spying on us in the fields.

I wasn't spying, mate.

Any of you squabblers
got a cigarette?

She mumbled something. It sounded,
I don't know, Middle Eastern.

All right, um, we're gonna have you
sit down with a sketch artist, okay?

Take care of that.

- Dad. What happened?
- Hey.

You tell me. These two
bodies dropped by a woman.

Probably the same woman that's
been linked to the murders

of three other skels in the past few days.
A blonde woman.

Dad, I...

I didn't know what to
make of it till tonight.

This woman says her suspect speaks
some kind of Middle Eastern language,

just like Sara.

Is she still at your place?

I've been looking for her.

Why didn't you tell me, huh?
Did you tell Queen?

No. Because he would just see
this the same way as you.

Yeah, and how is that, huh?
How is that?

That Sara is just a thing
that needs to be stopped.

This is my daughter.

Then why did I find you with
a gun pointed at her head?

I'm not proud of that, Laurel,
but people are dying.

And if I'd pulled that trigger,
maybe they wouldn't be.

I'm gonna go find Sara, and hopefully
I do before you or Oliver.

Curtis, I need you to
do something for me.

Felicity, look at me.
Gym clothes, gym bag.

Do either of those
suggest anything to you?

Physical fitness. But then I
remembered you're a tech guy.

I'm also a bronze
medal decathlete.

Bronze medal, huh?

Beijing, 2008.

Beijing. As in the Olympics?

Mr. Palmer's recording.
Did you play it?

Yes, there's something
off about it.

You sure it's not the fact that it's
a dying declaration from your ex?

I mean, that is some serious
Nicholas-Sparks-level stuff.

Don't judge. Man
can write emotion.

No, not that. I mean,
yes, there's that,

but there's still some artifacts
playing that shouldn't be there.

What about your workout?

Didn't seem to concern
you 20 seconds ago.

I'm sorry, Felicity, this is my fault.
I got...

You hear that?

Like there's more to the recording.
Something overlapping with it.

I was hoping you could clean it up for me.
I mean, after your workout.

It can wait. I'm glad
you changed your mind

about hearing Mr.
Palmer's final words.

Thank you, Curtis.

Oh, thank you for coming.

Well, I think we both know I
didn't have too much choice.

No, certainly not since you literally
doubled the number of daughters

I have to hold over you.

Or did you take my advice and
return Sara to the grave?

You didn't take my advice. Pity.

What do you want?

A new beginning for the world,
a nice glass of merlot.

Not necessarily in that order.

And for you to do me a favor.

There's a federal server farm
30 miles outside of the city.

I want you to gain access and plug this
little baby into one of the computers.

How much this thing gonna do?

It's of no concern of yours.

But don't worry, it's not like it's
gonna destroy the city or anything.

Whatever that spa weekend
did to clear your head,

it also improved your technique.

You're effortless.

Yeah, well, you know how I
love my hot stone massages.

By the way, that political
strategist was a good call.

But his advice was a little harsh. I
mean, distancing yourself from Laurel?

I wasn't expecting that, but
he made a few good points.

What? Like kicking your
friends to the curb?

Well, my friendship with
Laurel is complicated.

We have been in each other's
lives for, like, forever.

I mean, you have been in
love with Laurel and Sara.

And Laurel, she... She took me in
at CNRI when I was completely lost.

Even Captain Lance, okay? He has
been there for us since Mom died.

Okay. But your point?

My point is that pretending that you
don't know who your friends are,

it just doesn't
feel very united.

This is your overlord,
Felicity Smoak.

We have a PA system?

Yet another decision I
might live to regret.

Hi! What's going on?

Code 47 at a nightclub on Ninth.

A blonde woman going cray-cray.
And since I'm down here,

it's probably the blonde woman
we've been looking for.

The woman who's killing
people in Pennytown.

- Suit up.
- Yeah.

Help!

Run!

Run!

You have got to stop this!

Sara?

Your sister's alive, she's out
there and she's hurting people.

How is she alive?

The Lazarus Pit?

Did you two spend your spa
weekend in Nanda Parbat?

It was the only place we
could get a reservation.

The bloodlust is worse
with Sara, isn't it?

Because you brought
her back from death.

Yeah, and that's not
the only problem.

Sara's not herself.
She's changed.

Why didn't you come
to me with this?

Come to you for what?

Your expertise with magical resurrection
or that judgmental look on your face?

For help finding her, Laurel, before she
gets hurt or she hurts anyone else.

And if I have a judgmental
look on my face right now,

it's because you played with
forces that you do not understand

and now people are
dying because of it.

- Who's he?
- John Constantine.

Says so right on the business
card your boss took from me.

He had this on his person as well.
Do you recognize these landmarks?

Yeah.

Good. Whatever it is Mr.
Constantine is looking for,

I want you to find it and
bring it back to me.

Oh, come on! I'm telling
you, you can't trust him.

Then you can follow him.

What are you doing?
You actually praying?

No. No, these aren't
prayers, mate.

Ah, ah, ah!

Unless you wanna redecorate your
lovely hut with his brains,

I suggest you drop your weapon.

On the floor.

You won't escape this island.

I don't intend on
leaving just yet.

Come on, you.

- You really know the place on that map?
- Yes.

- You do? Good.
- Yes.

You're gonna show me. Now drive.

We need to talk.

About Sara?

Laurel told you?

Not exactly.

You gotta admire
her consistency.

Keeps her death secret from me,
her resurrection secret from you.

- Are you okay?
- Am I okay?

I think there are certain situations in
life where the word "okay" does not apply.

Well, we're working
on finding Sara.

Good. 'Cause we got
other problems.

It's a RAT,

a Remote Access Trojan.
Basically, a computer virus.

A polymorphic code designed to target
and erase certain pieces of data.

It's buried under three levels of
encryption. By the time I've cracked it...

Darhk could be wondering why I
haven't run his errand for him.

I'm not sending you to break into a
federal facility without backup.

I don't want Laurel knowing
about me and Darhk.

It wasn't suggesting Laurel.

Oliver tell you that Darhk works
for an organization? HIVE?

Yeah.

HIVE had my brother killed.

I'm sorry.

And now, Detective, you're telling
me that you were working with them.

For them.

It's a long story.

I've got time.

This city's been hurting.
This is nothing new.

Darhk comes to me. He
offers to help fix it.

He's got powerful friends.
He's got money.

And this is months before
the Ghosts, all right?

I didn't see him as anything
other than a concerned citizen.

Okay. And then?

Well, then he's doing
all this good stuff,

and then he asks me where the fire
chief is going on his vacation.

So, I give him the address
of his summer cabin.

Next day, the cabin blows up.

- You confront Darhk about this?
- Course I did.

And that's when he shows
me pictures of Laurel.

At work. At home. AA meetings.

So this thing with your brother,
is it gonna be a problem

for us working together?

No, Detective.

Because you being next to Darhk
is gonna help us take down HIVE.

Any luck connecting
Sara's victims?

Just that she's only killed
muggers and street thugs.

I still can't believe that
it's Sara we're talking about.

That she's alive. I mean, I know how
it's possible, but how is it possible?

The world is a much more

complicated place than most
people are comfortable believing.

I received an old
message from Ray,

from the moment right
before he died.

I almost didn't
listen to it because,

you know, I didn't wanna
feel that grief again.

The threat of zombie
apocalypse aside,

isn't it kind of nice not having to
deal with the pain of saying goodbye?

Only if it were that simple.

Not a day goes by that I
don't miss my parents

or Tommy.

Then I think about what I would

give just to spend another
minute with them.

But what's happening
with Sara isn't

healing anyone's pain.
It's just...

It's making it worse.

She almost killed those two girls. I
mean, why would she even go after them?

Her marble collection's a little
incomplete. Just guessing.

Or they have
something in common.

Well, the waitress was
Stephanie Dingess,

and the girl at the club
was Lindsey Polson.

- Oh, my God! Both these girls...
- They look like Thea.

Passing on the
judgment for tonight.

Sara.

I just can't believe that Sara
would do something like this.

She's not Sara.

No, it...

That's not it.

Hey. Hey. How ya feelin'?

Sara, she...

No, I know. It's okay.
You're safe.

She tried to kill me.

She's not in her right mind.

You've no idea.

This is the Pit.

She's going through
the same thing I am.

Thea, I thought that
you were better.

When I went to Nanda Parbat, I

killed two guys.

Malcolm served them up
on a platter for me and

helped keep my bloodlust at bay.

Oh, my God! Thank God
you're all right.

Laurel, come with me.

Is Thea okay?

No.

Not only is Thea hospitalized,

but she has Merlyn influencing
her to kill people.

What are you talking about?

Just another thing that happened on
your secret trip to Nanda Parbat.

Hey, I didn't tell you that I
took my sister to Nanda Parbat

because I knew that
you wouldn't approve.

Why didn't you tell
me you took Thea?

- What does that have to do with anything?
- It's the hypocrisy that I can't stand.

What? It's okay for you to do
whatever you have to for your sister,

but it's not okay for me
to do the same to mine.

Sara was dead. Thea wasn't.

Then why didn't you tell me
about Thea seven months ago?

Because you don't
see me as an equal.

Come on. Laurel, of course,
I see you as an equal.

No, you don't. You never have.

- You never told me you were the Arrow.
- Keep your voice down.

You never supported me
becoming the Black Canary.

And you never would've told me that
there's a way to save my sister.

My sister, she's out
of her mind right now

because of something that I
did, a decision that I made.

Did you ever just stop
and think for one second

about what I might
be going through?

I'm sorry about what
happened to Thea.

I really am. I love your
family, I always have.

I just wish that sometimes you
would give a damn about mine.

Get out.

You sure this is the place?

It's the place. What's going on?
Who are you?

How much do you know about what your
boss is really doing on this island, eh?

Making drugs.

If only. Your friend Reiter,
he's the dangerous sort.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means there are things on this island
that bad people shouldn't have access to.

Says the guy with a gun
pointed at my head.

I'm not a bad guy. A little
hardscrabble sure, but, uh,

I'm on the side of
the angels, mate,

at least when they're not
busy trying to screw me over.

You're right. This is the spot.

What? You never
seen magic before?

Go on then, Alice. Down
the rabbit hole you go.

Nice job getting us in.

You learn how to do that before
or after working with Queen?

I'll save that for
another story.

Yeah, I bet.

- Is this the access point?
- Yeah. Yeah, it looks like it.

All right. Keep an eye
out for rent-a-cops.

This wouldn't do my career
prospects too much good.

It working?

Yeah, I think so. Looks like the
virus is erasing files on people.

Which people? And why?

Both really good questions.

Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you to wake up.

Thea, I owe you an apology.

No, no. There's no need for you
to apologize for anything.

Yes, I do. I brought Sara back without
any idea of how to control her.

And I'm the one who killed
her in the first place.

That's why she's
after me, you know.

This bloodlust
she's consumed by.

It's the same pain I feel
when I think about Ra's.

I don't understand.

Because the person that
I'm driven to kill,

the one who killed
me, is already dead.

Thea, what're you talking about?

She kills me, she'll be okay.

If the only way to save Sara is to
kill you, then that's no cure at all.

- How much longer?
- Two minutes.

- Wait. Wait. What was that?
- What is it?

- I just saw my brother's name.
- What's that all about?

What'd you do?

Nothing. I just have to get back to
whatever it is this thing erased.

No, we don't have time. Security's
gonna be on their way now.

I'm not leaving.

Drop it! Drop it now!

Hey, hey, it's all right. Captain
Lance, Star City Police Department.

I just tracked this hacker here.

All right. Now, look.

Go get some back up, all right?
Call this in. Come on, go!

Go!

It's a good story. Just wish you would've
told me before you gave me a concussion.

Come on. Then it wouldn't
have looked real.

I didn't know you
were still here.

Hey. Yeah, I just came to
make sure Thea was okay.

I didn't have a chance
to before, so...

She sleeping?

Trying to.

Look.

I know why you're here.

Okay, I get it.

I want you to know
that it's okay.

And I want you to do it.

About what I said before...

You said some things
that you meant.

Thea?

You sure you wanna be here?

I hated hospitals before tonight.
Just another excuse to stay away.

At the hospital, I looked Sara in the eyes.
She wasn't there.

What does that mean?

The Pit is not supposed
to be used on the dead.

It brought Sara's body back,
but all this is happening...

Because it didn't
restore her soul.

We still need to find her. Okay.

Sara died long before you
moved in with Laurel,

and she knew exactly which
hospital room to look for you in.

What? You think Sara can
sense Thea somehow?

And here I was just about wrapping
my mind around metahumans.

Wait, we've both
been in the Pit.

Maybe that gives us some type of
connection, a connection we can use.

Thea, you just got out of the hospital.
I don't wanna use you as bait.

Well, I guess it's a good thing
you're not in charge anymore.

We'll have her back, Oliver.
All of us.

I don't understand.
How did you...

Well, that's the great thing about magic.
It can't be explained.

There are places in this
world as old as the world.

Places of nexus draw
bad people to them.

This island is such a place. It's
no accident that you're here.

Let me guess. "Do not enter."

More like, "Only for
the pure of heart."

That's not you, mate.

There you are, my pretty girl.

How do you know it's a girl?

I can do that trick, too.

Clever boy.

I'd usually be more artful, but
I'm on something of a clock.

No!

I'm not a bad guy, either.

- Mission accomplished.
- Well done.

Are you sticking around for
a cupcake or something?

This thing you had me do. I saw
some of the names you had erased.

All military.

And here I had you
pegged for a Luddite.

Fast learner.

One of those names,
Sergeant Andrew Diggle.

What is he to you?

He died six years ago. Why are you
erasing the record of a dead man?

You know what? I'm
gonna tell you.

And only because you completed
your task with such efficiency.

We hired an assassin to
murder Sergeant Diggle.

Why?

Afghanistan's an interesting
place, replete with opportunities

for an enterprising
enlisted man to engage in.

What are you talking about?

Drugs, weapons, murder. Your
Sergeant Diggle was an eager beaver.

Unfortunately for him, our organization
weaved itself into that part of the world,

and as you know, we don't
play well with others.

So you had him killed.

What is this guy?
Your best buddy?

I don't see you associating
yourself with crime lords.

Present company excepted.

Now, are we done?

Set.

I have to say, it feels really
weird being back here right now.

Don't worry. Everyone's
in position.

It's nothing, okay? I don't think
this is gonna actually work.

Oh, God, I take that back.

Get her out of here!

Dad was right. There's nothing
left inside of you, Sara.

Tranq arrow.

No. No, you said it yourself.
She has no soul.

Laurel.

Let's get it back.

What?

- Oliver.
- John.

It's been a dog's age, mate.

More than. Do you remember
that favor you owe me?

I hardly expect you to
let me forget that.

How quickly can you get to Star City?
I need your help.

So you're gonna perform some
kind of exorcism on my sister?

No, an exorcism is a removal
of demonic possession.

What your sister needs is a restitutionem,
the restoration of her soul to her body.

And you've done this before?

Once. Maybe a year ago.

But don't worry, it's
just like riding a bike.

I'm sure we have a lot of work to do to
prepare. I assume you brought a list?

Apologies, I didn't have time to translate
that from its original Aramaic.

You know, if I knew you were surrounded
by so many pretty girls, Oliver,

I would have stopped by sooner.

Where did Oliver find this guy?
The Luxor?

I'm just glad that the latest
person from Oliver's past

is not another gorgeous woman.

I'm not even going to ask.

You got my message. I'm
so happy you came.

I'm her father, too.

I hate to be the one to say this,
but what if something goes wrong?

Oh, don't worry. If things go wrong,
then we'll all be too dead to care.

Well then, now we just need a...

I think I got everything
in here that you wanted,

although I am not entirely sure what
you need a dead peacock feather for.

Ah.

Oh, nice one. That's been
bugging me for hours.

Now, I've only got enough juice
to send myself and two of you

to the other realm
and back, so...

I think it should be me. Um...

I'm the reason why she's
like this right now.

No offense, love, but
from what I hear,

you're not exactly bringing out the
best in Sara right now, are you?

Laurel. Do you trust me?

Trust me when I tell
you this will work.

Oh, there's, uh, one more thing.

Whatever's locked her soul away is not
gonna give it over without a fight.

So be ready.

All right then.
On with the show.

Mmm.

Oliver!

Well, I've had worse hangovers.

So what are we
supposed to do now?

Help!

Laurel, no!

- This is new.
- Well, new is why you brought me along.

- Help!
- No, no, no. No.

Well, I'm not gonna
just stand here.

We need a tour guide.

Ah.

This way. Unless you want to be
trapped here for all eternity.

This is what locked
away Sara's soul.

- How the human mind perceives it, anyway.
- Help!

Get to the Pit. You need to
work together to get her out.

I'll take care of
our new friend.

You want some, do you?

You know, any time
today would be good.

Come on, Sara.

Laurel. You're all right.

You all right?

I don't know what happened.
You okay?

What happened? What is she?
Did we...

Sara.

Sara. Sara.

You're okay.

Thank you, John. I owe you one.

I believe I owed you one, mate. How's
about we just call it even, eh?

How about anytime, anywhere you
need me, and I'll be there?

I'll take that.

You know, the hair on the back
of my neck has been standing up

since the moment
I got into town.

That is probably our current
problem, Damien Darhk.

Oh, you've heard of him.

You watch yourself
around that one, mate.

He'll make what you saw in the other
realm look like a bloody gnat.

Any helpful advice?

Yeah, leave town
while you still can.

Well, he's a very
specific kind of yummy.

Oh! I'm gonna pretend I didn't
hear you just say that.

Are we okay? I mean, I just keep
waiting for you to blow up at me.

Because you lied to me
about Nanda Parbat?

Yeah.

Thea, I don't have the right to be
mad at anyone for keeping secrets.

But I'm sorry that I made you feel
as though you had to. Come here.

So, mate, I owe you one.

What the hell is all this?

This is the Orb of Horus.

It's actually a grimoire, an
ancient spellbook. You asked.

And, uh, what are you
gonna do with it?

Same as I do with all the other
mystical objects I find.

Keep them in a safe place, away from
the Baron Reiters of this world.

Remember what I told you
about this island, mate.

This Reiter bloke is not
only here for the narcotics.

But then again, it's not
your problem, is it?

Come back with me. I've got a
boat on the southern shore.

You saw those people at camp.

I can't leave them behind.

Well, aren't you the hero.

I also can't come back empty-handed.
Conklin suspects me enough as it is.

Fair enough.

Here.

Goons like Reiter, they're only
interested in the sparkly bits, anyway.

The real power is in the spell.
Here. Here. I'll show you.

Lift up your shirt, mate.

What?

What the hell did you just do?

I gave you some insurance
against Reiter.

And when the time comes,
you'll know how to use it.

Now, I believe that
concludes our business.

Uh...

I need you to punch
me in the face.

Right. My escape attempt
left a bruise, right?

All right. I must warn you, I've
got a hell of a right hook.

I'm... I'm fine.
Thanks very much.

All right, so just stay on message.
Unity, united community.

- United. Got it.
- All right.

Hey! Laurel.

Maybe we need to work
on your understanding

of the phrase
"distance yourself."

Only if you insist on continuing to
use it when it relates to my friends.

Okay.

It's your campaign. You pay
me whether you win or lose.

I am gonna go keep him from quitting,
but I'm very proud of you right now.

How's Sara?

Resting.

It turns out that getting
your soul back is exhausting.

Yeah.

Ollie, I don't know how I'm ever
gonna be able to thank you.

Just like that.

Well, thank you.

And thank you for
inviting me here tonight.

After what I said to
you in the hospital,

I thought that I'd be the
last person you'd wanna see.

Well, you were right. I haven't
always been the best friend for you.

But I'd be grateful for the
opportunity to try and start to be.

How can I say no to the man that
helped me save my sister's soul?

Yeah.

I've made mistakes,

mistakes that have hurt
people close to me.

But I'm not here to
run from the past

because the past has
contributed to making...

I thought you'd be out
celebrating with Sara.

Yeah. There's enough
time for that.

- Please.
- I figured I owed you something.

I asked Darhk about your brother.
He, uh, gave me something.

You don't have to read this.

You can remember your
brother how you knew him.

Are you sure about this?

Yeah. It's legit.

I'm very sorry.

Thank you, Detective.

Gut punch doesn't
deserve a thank you.

I wanted to know why.

HIVE had my brother killed,
and now I do, so...

Felicity! Welcome back!
Welcome, welcome, welcome.

How many of these
have you drank?

It's "drunk," actually, and many.
But worth it.

You cleared up the
rest of Ray's message?

I think so. The playback was rendering
when you came in. So, propitious timing.

You're not even allowed to say "energy
drink" while on company time ever again.

That's okay. I think I might be
having a cardiac incident, anyway.

So, check out the message. I
was just about to call you.

Wait, where's my phone. Wait,
did I call you already?

- Curtis!
- Wait.

I'm sorry, Felicity,
this is my fault.

I got myself into this mess screwing
around with my exosuit and nanotechnology.

But recriminations probably aren't the
best use of this limited bandwidth.

What I need you to know is I'm
alive and I'm in trouble.

English - SDH