Yeah.
I'm on my way.
Hey.
Hey. Sorry to wake you.
No problem. What's going on?
Three attacks already tonight.
A dozen killed, twice that many injured.
None of the attackers have any history of violence.
Just regular folk who went berserk.
They found inhalers at all the scenes.
They're putting their drug on the street.
First Lady Vic, now this.
What the hell does Crane want?
What he's always wanted,
to create chaos through fear.
Please tell me this doesn't have anything to do
with you and I working together.
No, it's not.
He was doing this way before us.
- That's why Batman put him away. - Yeah.
Then we let him out again.
We'll put him back in... together.
From your lips.
I'll call you from the office.
What the fuck is that?
Did you switch from weed to acid?
I hope you're watching the news.
Looks like Gotham had a real party tonight.
I was wrong about you, Jason.
I underestimated you.
Good work.
- You're not mad I stole your stash? - Nah.
It's all good, man.
With this new machine, I got plenty.
I thought you might be pissed.
Anger is just fear in a little black dress.
Now, my dude, you can relax.
I'm not the Batman.
Damn. Those attacks tonight were awesome.
Our partners don't think so.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
The heads of the Five Families called an emergency meeting,
said they want to speak to Red Hood.
That's why I stopped by.
Got to fuel up.
Don't worry.
I'll show them who's boss.
What did you put in that?
Like I said, I'm not the Batman.
- Synced and corrected by Firefly - - www.addic7ed.com -
Come on. Go for a walk with Constantine.
There you go. Goodbye, babies.
What the fuck happened to your face?
Town went nuts last night.
Chick I was with did it.
She got hopped up on that shit Red Hood's been slinging.
Wait. That's why you called this meet?
God damn right.
Look, the Hood promised business.
Chaos isn't business.
All I've got is 40% loss of income,
a five-way split on a piece of shit bank job,
and a face full of metal brads.
And whatever happened to that truckload of gold?
I took it.
Scarecrow? What the fuck?
What are you doing here?
Take a wild guess.
Wait. You're behind Red Hood?
That's right, Valeska.
Call it a social experiment.
You got a problem with that?
No, no. No problem at all, Doctor.
We had no idea this was your operation.
Guys, relax.
If I was going to gas you, you'd already be laying on the floor,
peeling your skin off, starting with your eyelids.
You remember, right?
Good.
So, why are you here?
I'm here to reassure you.
Red Hood's chaos is by design.
Thanks to it, Batman has left the city,
the Titans are reeling,
and the city is desperate for a solution,
which means we are ready for the final phase.
Final phase of what?
The destruction of Gotham?
Because that's where we're headed.
No, I want to help Gotham.
I've always wanted to help Gotham.
That was my plan two years ago, when the Batman disrupted it.
And now I can finally see my plans come to fruition.
I've designed a superior product,
and I've produced enough of it
to medicate this entire city,
placing them under our control.
You call this under control?
Well, you know, we've had to tweak some of the dosage,
make it a little more happy, a little less stabby.
Your basic instincts set free.
Free from restraint, free from conscience.
That's what my drug offers, freedom.
And what is more addictive than that?
So you all want business,
and I want the distribution for my product
at a premium price.
The good people of Gotham,
they just want a feel-good drug.
So we have Red Hood, who will protect our operation.
And within 24 hours, you'll all be richer than your wildest dreams.
What do you need?
I'll let you know.
The battle for Gotham ends tonight.
Be ready.
A dozen dead in under two hours.
Crane and Red Hood were only doing a trial run.
Crane is weaponizing anybody willing to take his drug.
It's turning people into violent psychopaths.
- That's what he did with Jason. - Jason's gone.
He's Red Hood now.
It's time we all accept what he is.
Now that Crane has the multiplier,
he's going to start mass producing this drug.
This was the damage after three inhalers,
imagine what happens with 30,000.
Gotham will tear itself apart.
Did you do scans on the machine yet?
I tried to trace the multiplier's
heat and power signatures, but so far, nothing.
It's like he's hidden it.
- Keep looking. - Where are you going?
There's another computer.
The GCPD does this sort of thing.
A bit better hardware.
Why haven't we been using it?
Because it's illegal.
Well, if we're breaking laws,
I've got an unhappy mobster to track down.
Just put it on the street.
Anybody caught with the drug is caught with a murder weapon.
- Got it. - Thank you, Officer.
- Hey. - Hey. Any luck?
That SPM machine Crane stole is part of a city-wide ramp up.
He's in production.
So is that hundreds or dozens of doses?
Thousands. On the streets by tonight.
Jesus.
That machine has a searchable heat signature,
but the Bat Computer can't see it.
We need something that can see a little deeper.
No. Don't even ask.
Oracle's our only hope.
Bruce couldn't stop Scarecrow until he used Oracle.
And then the NSA slapped an injunction on us,
and I don't really feel like going to jail.
They'll never know.
That sounds like something Bruce would say.
If we don't use it, more people are gonna die.
You and I both know that.
I promised myself I wouldn't.
You didn't get rid of it, did you?
Why not?
Because I imagined a moment in the future
so terrible that we might need it.
That moment, we're here.
Access verified.
Gordon Barbara Gail.
You have company. Identification requested.
Identified.
Grayson Richard John.
Hello, Dick.
Hello, Oracle.
My condolences for the loss of Mr. Todd, and Mr. Hall,
and Mr. Wayne's sudden departure.
I see you've updated your data systems.
As is my protocol upon reactivation.
Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Grayson?
The two you would like some time alone?
Commence search, Dr. Jonathan Crane.
Of course. One moment.
Public communication, negative.
Would you like to search private communications?
- No. - Yes.
Invalid answer.
- Yeah. - Yes.
Of course. One moment.
Because I never said that.
Get off my phone.
... kept fucking begging me, and I was like,
shut the fuck up already!
- By tonight. Is it pure? - That's Crane.
Yeah, man, it's pure.
Good. 6328 Bollinger Avenue.
I'll be there in six minutes.
On my way.
Dick, wait.
I'll tell you what I find.
Hey, Conner. 6328 Bollinger Avenue.
Meet me there.
Your heart rate is elevated.
You seem upset, Barbara.
Would you like to share your thoughts?
Command, sleep.
Of course.
I pity you, Jason.
You were reckless,
and you were impatient last night.
And you acted out of fear, not out of strength.
You see, you're still afraid of Dick Grayson.
And I failed you.
I failed you as a teacher.
But here's today's lesson.
You know how I broke Batman?
It wasn't with fear, it was with patience.
I'm going to show you that you don't need to go
running around Gotham, trying to destroy the Titans,
you can just sit back and watch
as the Titans destroy themselves.
Great idea to track down this crime boss.
How ever did you come up with it?
When's Grayson showing up?
He's not.
Dick's parents were murdered by a Gotham crime family.
- He won't work with mobsters. - Hmm. Selfish of him.
Some crimes can't be forgiven.
Oh. But you're bigger than that.
You're well of forgiveness is deep.
Here you are with me,
murderer of our parents,
for the good of a city you don't even like.
You never asked me why I did it.
I know why.
- Really? - Yeah. Power.
They had it, you took it. Simple as that.
I wish it was.
- They left me with very narrow choices. - Hmm.
You were forced into it.
Father used to say that sometimes in life
the right choices were only a little better than the wrong ones.
He called it the 51% rule.
If your choice was 51% good
and 49% bad, then you take it.
I hope you reminded him of that while you were killing him.
- I'll do the talking in there. - As you wish.
- Uh, boss. - Yeah?
What happened to your nose?
Valeska Nox.
- My name is... - Fire-star or something, right?
Yeah, I've seen you on television.
Go home. Fix your face.
Can I offer you ladies a drink?
Oh, I hope you realize you're trespassing,
I should call the authorities,
I feel unsafe.
I'm not your enemy.
Not today.
I hear you're having second thoughts about Red Hood and Jonathan Crane.
Never heard of either.
Miss Nox, don't bullshit me.
Partnering with someone like Crane only takes you one way.
From what I hear, you're smart enough to understand that.
Tell us where they're hiding, and we'll make them go away.
But if you can't, all this comes back on me.
What guarantees do I have?
Well, Valeska, life is a risk.
You help us now,
and we owe you a favor.
You don't help us,
and when we find Crane and Red Hood anyway, our next stop will be you.
Believe that.
You don't talk much.
Hmm. Boss's orders.
Here's the deal, superhero.
You want to know about Red Hood and Crane?
They're making moves tonight.
I can help you stop them, but I need something first.
Trust is earned.
What do you want?
Recovery.
I need you to bring something back to me that I lost.
Something personal.
Crane?
Maybe. Can you scan it?
It's covered in lead. I can't see through it.
All right, knuckle up. You take the right side.
_
He knew we were coming.
Oh, shit.
You're gonna be okay.
Defuse it.
- Conner? - It's been modified.
I can't defuse it. Dick, you have to go.
What?
There's no time.
- What are you talking about? - Dick, there's no time!
That van was a trap.
Who gave you this address?
Someone I should have known better than to trust.
Hey. What happened?
Crane is in Oracle. He tried to kill us.
- It was a setup. - That's impossible.
Hello, Commissioner.
I don't know how he got in, but he got in.
- We can use this. - Use?
Dick, you could have died.
Yeah, but I didn't. We can talk about it more in person.
I'm on my way.
Goddamn.
Gordon's pretty when she's scared.
She knows we're in there.
Well, duh. It's not what they know, it's what they do.
How predictable are the righteous.
Oracle.
Yes, Commissioner Gordon.
How do I destroy you?
Check and mate.
Even the Batman needed the Oracle to defeat me.
They had one weapon and now...
You made them destroy it.
You're learning.
Mr. Nox?
Sorry, you got the wrong guy.
I don't think we do, Michael.
Whoa.
You're Starfire.
Your mother sent us.
My mother?
What, she's hiring superheroes now?
No, she's not hiring us,
she's helping us.
Part of the deal is bringing you back home.
Not a chance.
No, I'm done with her.
Parents are such a burden, aren't they?
She wants to protect you.
You see what's happening in Gotham.
I know she's no saint, but she's your mother.
There's no running away from that.
Look, we are our family,
even if we don't want to be.
This is fucking crazy.
Look, no matter what she is,
you're safer with her than you are here.
Things are gonna get real nasty in Gotham, trust me.
And I don't think your friends here
are going to be able to protect you from what's coming.
I left for a reason, okay?
You don't know her. You don't know what she does...
who she is.
Then don't be. Be better than her.
Help me save Gotham.
I'm not gonna force you to come with us,
but I am asking you...
Please.
Come on, Jason, how do I find you?
Yeah, butthead, figure me out.
Could've at least cleaned your damn room.
Sorry I didn't cram it full of pinball machines and cat food.
What were you hiding?
Get out of my stash, narc.
Narc.
Would you look at that.
Juvie 101:
Always have two stashes
just in case one gets compromised.
Gotcha.
It's completely inaccessible?
Yeah.
To us and to Crane.
He hacked the system.
He knew that we knew.
So, I decided that any attempt
to manipulate the situation would be pointless.
We could have manipulated Crane using Oracle.
It was right there in front of us.
You had it destroyed. Why?
He tried to kill you.
I was afraid that he might actually be successful next time.
I don't need you to protect me, okay?
Be stronger than that.
Excuse me.
Your fear of this machine cost us the one lead we had.
If you can't keep your emotions in check,
then you can't help me.
Why are you pushing me away?
Because you're getting in the way.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.
Forget it.
Look, if you want to do this like Bruce,
fine. But you're not doing it alone.
Crane isn't smarter than both of us combined.
So, we go analog.
We think.
Unless you want to be emotional about it.
Any ID on the guy in the van?
DNA came up clean. He's not in the system.
License plate's clean, too.
Crane doesn't kill randomly.
He needed the victim for something.
He has the multiplier. He has the drug.
What else does he need?
Power.
He'll need to pull a huge amount
to run the machine, right?
And he'll need someone to help him hide it.
Missing person's report filed yesterday
by a woman married to a foreman at Gotham Electric.
That's it. That's him.
That's the guy from Van. Dennis Feeg.
Vee, I need you to run a name for me.
I thought I was clear about what I needed.
Michael.
I only came because Starfire...
What a surprise.
He was working for the FBI.
Became a liability.
I didn't have a choice.
I promised him he would be safe.
Never make promises you can't keep.
Speaking of which,
you did your part. I'll do mine.
I'll tell you what I know about Crane.
I like to shake on my deals.
Fair enough, Titan.
I'm not only a Titan.
I'm a Queen.
Don't.
- Don't what? - Don't say, "I told you so".
I know we needed Valeska's intel.
I know I screwed up.
Koriand'r, you were right to do what you did.
That rage you feel right now?
I felt that the day I killed our parents.
Perhaps now is the time to tell you why.
After you stopped Trigon, you didn't come back home.
You cut off communication and stayed on Earth.
The people of Tamaran were angry.
Why was their beloved Starfire not returning to rule?
So they blamed me.
The cursed child.
I must have driven you away
so that I can take the throne for myself.
There were riots.
Calls for my head.
They thought that by killing me,
it would bring you back.
And mother and father,
they saw a way to restore peace...
and maintain power.
All they had to do was
sacrifice their lesser daughter.
They decided that 51% was good enough for them, too.
I had no choice, Koriand'r.
Because they never gave me one.
Why did you come to Earth?
I thought that if I took the throne,
it would help me unify Tamaran.
But Tamaran hates me.
I came to Earth to convince you to rule by my side...
even though I knew you would never forgive me.
I'm not even sure you believe me now.
But it's the truth.
So Bogey pooped twice, but Evie,
she must've eaten cheese or something, because she is all gummed up.
This place has access to the main power grid?
That's what Vee says.
Why do I get the feeling Vee's never wrong?
'Cause she's not.
Looks like Dennis's co-worker
wasn't on board with Crane's plan.
Matthew Fasano.
This says he's the sub-station's manager.
Are the distribution logs there?
Got 'em.
Look for any small percentage changes in the grid.
Things that normally wouldn't flag the system.
Right here.
Got 1% off of 50 sub-stations.
Barely noticeable on its own.
Yet an enormous amount of power overall.
That's why Conner couldn't find
the multiplier's power signature.
Crane was hiding it.
Where's it going?
Conroy District.
There. But I can only narrow it down
to a 20-block radius.
- We'll have to check every building. - Let's go.
Wait.
What?
We have a new problem.
Talk to me.
We tracked Crane in the Conroy District,
but we don't know what building.
His machine goes hot in less than an hour.
I already know. I was about to call Barbara.
Look, mob contact, Valeska Knox,
she gave Crane supplies in the Red Hood deal.
You made a deal with the mob?
A deal would be overstating it.
Look, this Valeska woman,
she sent Crane a shipment of...
What was it again?
- Freon. - Louder.
- Freon. - Thank you.
Does that help narrow it down?
Freon.
Air-conditioning coolant.
Victor.
- Victor who? - Victor Freeze.
I know exactly where Crane is.
I just talked to Dick.
Team's gotta head out.
Just wanted to...
check in on you.
Oh. Don't worry.
It's just that stuff you squirt on everything you eat.
That's not ketchup.
What? You have molecular vision or some shit?
No, but I can see, that's not Ketchup.
You okay?
I'm fine.
Time to go.
You guys have fun without me.
Not so fast.
I wasn't there for you...
when you needed me most.
I'm sorry.
Well, too late to change the past.
Yeah.
But not the present.
Really?
Our parents never really gave you a chance.
Maybe I should.
What are those?
A bit of Tamaranean technology.
You, uh...
You look good.
_
Wakey-wakey.
Hey.
You're about to see what winning feels like.
This is what we've been waiting for.
If Crane can get the whole city hooked
and we have the product,
it's a new day.
I'll believe it when I see it.
You don't have to piss yourself.
Didn't you hear? The Bat left Gotham.
- He's here. - What?
This way. I heard something.
What the...
Over here, fellas.
Shoot 'em.
No.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
Yep. Stand back.
No, no, no. No, this is all wrong.
No. No!
Huh?
It's all over.
Not yet.
We got her! Light her up!
Okay. I see how Earth can be fun.
Not bad.
You're not so bad yourself.
Let's see.
X-ray vision, super-hearing, super-strength.
I'm wondering what other skills you have.
I'd love to show you sometime.
All clear.
Let's check the exits. They're on the move.
Don't worry.
We'll find Jason.
Have no fear, my boy.
I'll get 'em back.
I always get 'em back.
- One more? - Um...
I think one's my limit. Thanks, though.
Okay.
Three hundred thousand nebulizers destroyed tonight.
His whole operation.
And dozens of Gotham's mobsters in jail.
And a few in the hospital, thanks to Krypto.
Not a bad night.
It will be better when we bring down Crane and Jason.
They're on the run now. They're getting sloppy.
That's when we win.
But good work. Cheers.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Congratulations.
I'm gonna hit the road.
Back at it tomorrow.
I'll see you out.
Um, I know the way. It's okay.
You kids have fun.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
Goodnight.
This might sound insane,
but I am dying for some ice cream.
Did anyone think to grab some when we were at Snowy Cones?
Mm.
Maybe DoorDash.
Couple gallons of Rocky Road?
I can beat DoorDash.
Thanks, Conner.
You know what? Save me some.
I thought you said you were leaving.
I thought I was.
The other night at my place,
when you left...
you didn't want to leave, did you?
Um...
'Cause I didn't want you to.
You're gonna give me a chance to answer?
Sorry.
Guess I'll take that second beer now.
The beers might have to wait a minute.
It's 3:00 am.
Who the fuck are you?
Hi. Um, Molly?
I'm Gar Logan.
You might know me from the Titans.
Uh, you wrote this letter to Jason Todd
saying you wanted to help him.
So do I.
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