What do you want, Alfie?
Uh, just one thing.
I think we should get married.
- No. - I just... sorry, what?
I won't marry you.
Right. No, I get it.
You're, um, you're annoyed about this morning.
And you've every right to be.
I'm ashamed about how I reacted.
That's not it.
No... not entirely.
Look the point is,
this isn't what either of us was expecting.
But I mean to do right by you.
You and the baby.
- Thank you, Alfie. - You're welcome.
I still won't marry you.
What?
Are you having me on?
- Fucksake. - Well, I thought that you...
- I mean, I thought you loved me. - I do love you, Alfie.
I always have, probably always will.
- Well, then... - I'm not gonna be somebody's duty.
Hey, wait, should you be drinking in your condition?
Ugh, fuck!
I don't need this right now, Alfie, I really don't!
Look, Sand, I'm trying to do the right thing.
- Please stop saying that. - We can make this work, yeah?
- You... me... us. - Do you love me?
What sort of question is that?
I mean, yeah, sure. Lots.
Oh, my God. I think I'm gonna scream.
I gotta say, this is not how I thought this was gonna go.
Alfie, listen.
- I'm keeping the baby. - Yeah.
You'll still be the father, but I'm doing it on me own.
You're serious.
Yeah.
I don't fuckin' believe this.
- I'm doing you a favor. - How's that?
Because you don't want this!
You don't want me!
And you don't want to be father!
Well, no, 'course I don't want it!
What the fuck's wanting it got to do with anything?
I'm here to do the right thing!
You need to leave.
- What? Sand... - Get out!
- Fuck off! Leave! - No, look, I'm sorry...
- Yeah, all right. - Now!
All right, all right.
But if I walk out that door, I'm not coming back.
Fine.
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Just a minute, George.
Hold still, little mouse.
There.
That's probably good enough.
*** brush actually.
What's the last time you brushed your hair?
Mary, I put some money in the bag for a treat at the park!
Thank you!
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!
Oh, lovebug! Oh! Oh, I've missed you!
Hey, look at this guy!
- Is he for me? - Yeah.
But you have to promise to take good care of him, okay?
- I promise. - Oh, it's good to see you.
Hello, Martha.
- Mr. Wayne. - Mary.
Deepest condolences for your loss.
Thank you.
Sam, honey, you and Mrs. P. go have some fun at the park.
Daddy and I are gonna stay here and talk.
That's right, but, um, I'll see you tonight,
and we'll have spaghetti!
- Spaghetti? - Yeah!
- Bye! - Bye, Mommy.
I love you, sweetheart!
- So. - So.
Stop or we'll shoot!
Don't move!
I've had enough of this.
It's up to you.
Hey! Where are you going?
Wait! Come back! Help!
Help us, please...
Oh, no.
Lucius?
Cecilia?
- You okay? - I, uh...
they're torturing us, Lucius.
Don't worry. I'm gonna get you out.
I'm gonna get you all out.
Fudge!
Lucius, what is it?
Um.
I'm gonna need to find a key.
I'll be back.
I promise.
Daveboy.
- Daveboy, wake up! - Hey!
Sally?
I need your help.
- I'm not interested. - No, you don't understand.
That was the problem, wasn't it?
I was too thick to understand you and your poncy friend.
Please. Francis drugged everyone at the party.
They went crazy, and there was a killing.
Please. Help me.
Fine. Let's go.
What you have to know is, the whole time I was in Gotham,
every minute... all I wanted to do was to come home to you and Sam.
So why didn't you?
Why didn't you at least call?
You know why.
Oh, my God.
You did it.
You killed your father.
I knew that you knew.
And I knew that we would have to have this conversation.
- Martha... - How could you, Thomas?
How could I?
He tried to get me to kill you!
Here! In our family home!
And then what, he just... he just walks away like nothing happened?
Can you imagine what would have happened if you went to jail?
What that would have done to us...
what that would have done to Sam?
- I made sure that didn't happen. - You made sure that...
Okay...
Here's the thing, Thomas.
The fact that you killed your father?
I'm okay with that. But that you put your family at risk
so you could what?
Feel better about yourself?
I'm not okay with that.
Oh, really?
That's where you draw the line?
How long did you lie about your work with MI5?
Putting our family at risk so you could play secret agent.
That's completely different.
What was I supposed to do, Martha?
Let him get away with it?
I couldn't live with that. Neither could you.
- That's not true. - Oh, like hell.
Before I left, you could barely look at me.
Oh, so is that why you killed your father, Thomas?
So that I would think you were more of a man?
Maybe!
Maybe part of being a man
is protecting the people you love.
By putting them all at risk?
Is that what you call love?
And you wonder why I couldn't come home?
I love you, Martha.
I love Sam. I love our life.
Tell me how I can fix this!
Honestly, I don't know.
Sorry I'm late. Hello, Mr. Wayne.
I didn't realize you were back.
I was so sorry to hear about your father.
Uh, thanks. Um, where's Sam?
I don't know.
You left with her half an hour ago.
I most certainly didn't.
What's the matter? What's wrong?
He's gone.
He... he was sitting right there
with all these knives sticking out of him,
and there was blood everywhere.
There is quite a lot of blood here.
But it makes no sense.
We didn't go around stabbin' folk when we were drugged.
- I know what I saw. - All right.
Then why didn't you join in?
Are you serious?
Well, you said everyone was havin' a go.
I didn't drink the tea.
- I wasn't in the mood. - Why not?
I was upset about us. Weren't you?
Oh! Or maybe you don't even care that I was almost killed.
I think you're being a wee bit dramatic...
Dramatic?
We were trapped here for hours!
What "we"?
Me and this woman.
I don't know what happened to her.
I escaped when they all crowded around the doctor.
- What doctor? - The dead man.
That's what Francis called him.
Been hanging around for a while.
This wouldn't be Dr. Glubb, would it?
You know him?
Bloody fuckin' hell.
I need to find Alfie.
For the umpteenth time, I've just got here.
I haven't seen Sam today.
Mary, are you feeling okay?
Any headaches, blurred vision,
- confusion... - I'm not bloody senile!
- Your coat's different. - My coat?
You were wearing a different coat earlie...
Okay, I'm calling the police...
- Hello? - Daddy?
Sam, are you okay? W-where are you?
Hello, Mr. Wayne.
Who is this?
It's the woman whose got your daughter.
Whatever it is you want, you'll get it.
Just pleas... please don't hurt her.
I want £100,000, cash.
- One hundre... - Stand by the phone,
and if you call the police, you'll never see your daughter again.
You've got an hour.
- I need more time! - No.
Welcome home, Thomas.
- She has Sam. - Oh, my God.
She wants £100,000. I have to hurry.
Wait, wait, Thomas, who is she?
I have to get to the bank!
- Thomas, who is she? - She didn't say!
We have an hour... wait here, don't call the police.
- Wait, Thomas! - Don't call the police!
I don't understand. Why did anyone do that to Sam?
Oh, Lord.
He said not to call the police.
I'm not.
Daveboy, what is going on?
You stay back.
- Don't! Don't! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- They've gone? - Oh, God!
- Oh, my God. - What happened? Are you okay?
No...
Prime minister has summoned me, has he?
Some nerve. Very well.
Let's see what it is he wants.
Yes, sir. Very good, sir.
Right.
One of these must open cells.
So not that.
Oh, come on. One of these must...
- Oh, no. - Somebody help me!
Stop! No!
No.
No! Stop please!
Oh, no.
Stop! Please! Please, just stop!
Don't worry.
- Please! - You'll be fine.
You're saying the kidnapper looked like my mum?
No, not like your mum...
she... she was identical, like a twin!
I've heard about people like that.
Has to be a PWE.
Well, that's the only thing that makes sense.
Which means that they could be anyone,
and now they have Sam, so who know...
- they could be anywhere... - Hey, I promise,
we're gonna get her back. Okay? Promise.
Thanks.
I've got the money! Has she called?
Alfie. What are you doing here?
Well, I called him, Thomas. We need help.
She's right. You're Sam's mum and dad.
You need someone with a clear head.
Uh-huh.
Now, can you think of any reason
someone might want to have a go at you two?
I'm holding a small fortune.
I'd say the motive's pretty clear, wouldn't you?
Maybe. Maybe not.
Could be someone with a grudge looking to get even.
Make a bit of dosh in the process.
Get even for what? We've done nothing wrong.
Really, Thomas? You're completely innocent?
You're blaming me for this? You serious?
The jury's still out.
Yes?
Yes, I have the money.
Yes.
Okay, well, let me talk to Sam...
Martha and I gotta take the money to the northeast corner
of Hyde Park and await instruction.
Right, they try anything, I'll follow the money. Let's go.
Mum, you stay here in case she calls again.
- Bring her back, Alfie. - Hey. Hey. It's all right.
I will.
- I promise. - Yeah.
Are you truly going to sit there and tell me
that no English citizen's rights have been violated?
Prime Minister... when soldiers in the Great War
were being ordered into the teeth of German machine guns,
were their rights violated?
- We are not at war. - Poppycock!
The Americans, the Soviets, the Chinese,
they all have PWE programs.
Oh, yes, we are very much at war.
I want full access to your facility immediately.
- No. - Excuse me?
My mandate from Parliament allows me full responsibility
to run Level 7 as I see fit.
Provided you break no laws.
Which we have not.
Unless, of course, you have proof otherwise? Hmm?
I thought not.
Now, I have work to do.
Good day, sir.
What are you doing?
- Just some tests. - Please!
Somebody!
What's that? Get away from me!
Stand by.
- Please! Please! - Three...
- Please! - Two...
- No, no! - One.
Damn it.
Back to the drawing board.
Okay, so there are 12 screens...
10 levels...
Cells not secured.
That was it. That's it.
Repent! The end is upon us.
There will be frogs... giant, massive frogs!
- Protein is passion! - _
- Nuts are the source of all evil! - Resist!
Fuck him where he eats! All right?
- _ - Fuck him! Who's that... sir!
Sir, you have a choice! You have a choice!
You could be a slave, you could keep buying all of his cars...
Come on, show yourself.
Don't try anything...
* Or I'll have to shoot you *
* And you know who'll go to jail *
Your dear mother.
Nah.
I don't see it.
You don't say.
No, my mum's got a certain sparkle.
You just look like a thug.
I suspected they'd call on you.
It won't do any good.
Well, maybe.
Who are you, anyway? And why are you doing this?
'Cause it's not about the money.
Well, it's partly about the money.
A girl got to eat!
Fine.
But you got a personal angle here.
A grudge against the Waynes.
I mean, why bring the kid into it?
Because, Mister Pennyworth, as you surmise,
I really want to hurt the Wayne Family.
To take from them everything they hold dear.
Their child, their money, even their good name.
You tell your man, not one more step.
You tell him.
Ah, bugger.
Put him in the car.
Thomas.
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Okay.
No, Thomas, Thomas, we need to talk about this...
There's nothing to talk about.
She has Sam. She wants me to confess. I'll confess.
My name is Thomas Wayne.
And I shot and killed my father.
The truth is...
I'm glad that he's gone.
The world will be a better place without him.
But I think I've destroyed my family.
I've done what you've asked!
Where's my daughter?
Where is she?
My name is Thomas Wayne,
and I killed my father!
My name is Thomas Wayne, and I killed my father!
Where is my daughter!
- Where is she! - Thomas, Thomas, look.
That was lovely, Thomas.
Get in.
- Where's Sam? - Get in!
- Is it all there? - Yes. Where is she?
We've done everything you asked.
But you haven't.
- Not yet. - Who are you?
Later.
Now... nighty-night.
Shouldn't we take her to hospital?
Ah, she's not hurt.
She's just got a wee bit of shock.
So who is Dr. Glubb?
You remember Jessica Thistle?
It was a CIA drug that made her hack her parents up.
Doctor Glubb invented it.
What your "Francis" is doing...
Francis is gonna drug all of London.
How's that?
He was heading off when I got there last night...
said he was "gonna set free the city."
- What else could that mean? - Well, did he say how?
Nope.
Well.
Thanks for rescuing me. Bye.
You're leaving?
What about Francis drugging the whole of London?
Aye, we have to do something.
I am. I am getting the fuck out.
I saw what happened when fifty people took that stuff...
an entire city on it?
Hell no.
I am off to the airport.
You make a cute couple, by the way.
Oh, no, we're not...
So...
Now what?
- We wait for Alfie. - Are you joking?
Oh, he'll know what to do.
This is way above my pay grade...
The fuck was that for?
Stop acting like you're not smart.
You were the one that figured out about the drug,
- about Dr. Glubb and Jessica. - Ah, that was nothing...
Also, do you really think I would have been with you
if you were stupid?
I was the stupid one not to see what was...
Sorry I took so long...
Celia? No.
Fudge.
That'll show ya, ya bastard.
- Hey... - Come on!
Oi, you!
- What... is going? - Come here.
- What the hell? - Fuckin' assholes.
Wanker.
- Bet Sykes? - Aah!
It's you, is it? Hmm?
You part of all this? Fuckin' work here?
No, I'm just here to rescue them.
Oh.
Sorry, then.
What are you doing here?
Bastards got to me when they went for Salt's lab.
Thought they were bloody doctors.
Some fucking doctors!
Fuck 'em all.
- They made you into a P-Dub. - Suppose so.
I've been drugged up to me gills since I got here.
We need to get everyone out of here, now.
- Yeah. - I'm afraid that's not going to happen.
Wakey, wakey.
Welcome back, Thomas.
What is this?
Unfinished business.
- Where's Samantha? - Samantha's fine.
I've no interest in harming a child.
Unless I absolutely have to.
Now, I thought we'd have a nice little chat
before things get underway.
But first...
Surprise.
Holy shit.
- Virginia... - In the flesh.
This is my first mission as the new me.
You're telling me the CIA told you to kidnap my family
- and torture them? - No, no.
I'm here for something else.
Top secret.
But I figured, I'm in London,
why not tie up some loose ends?
You see, Thomas,
before you, I was an agency star.
Had a perfect record.
But then you don't kill Martha.
You and your friend, Pennyworth, go and expose my operation,
and then to top it all off, you go and kill your own father!
My most valuable asset.
The agency were gonna fire me.
Why'd you think I let them experiment on me?
It was my only way back in!
Whatever it is you want, more money,
control of Wayne Enterprises, fine.
Just let my wife and daughter go.
Oh, I will take your money, but what I want is justice.
You want to save your daughter?
Do what you were supposed to do
the night everything went wrong.
Kill Martha.
Mum.
Oh.
Finally. You're awake.
And you've got Samantha.
That's good. How are you two?
We're both fine.
Little bit shaken up.
Where are we?
In the basement at the Wayne's.
Any idea on Thomas and Martha?
We heard voices when they brought you in.
Could be they're upstairs.
My mum and dad are here?
I think so, love.
And I'm sure they're perfectly fine.
You like stories, Samantha?
Have you heard one about a lion and a mouse?
Well, there was this lion what got netted by hunters.
Can't move a muscle.
Now he sees this little mouse run past,
and he asks the mouse for help.
But the mouse says, "I can't help you.
I'm too small."
And the lion says, "Yes, you can.
You've got sharp little teeth."
A bit like the mouse on your hairpin.
- Ah, shut up! - Stop!
You just leave him alone!
No!
Stay there.
- Brat. - Touch that girl,
and I'll kill you.
No!
- I won't do it. - That's your choice.
But it just means that instead of Martha dying,
you, Martha, and Sam will all die.
As well as Pennyworth and his mother, obviously.
You can't be this insane.
Even the CIA won't turn a blind eye to you
murdering our entire family.
Well, with Thomas gone,
Wayne Enterprises, with its advanced weapons
and pharma divisions will be ripe for an agency takeover.
I think my bosses will be just fine.
I said I won't do it.
Just tell me this.
Do you really think that she will ever look at you the same again?
Knowing that you're a killer?
Be honest.
No.
I don't.
I'm offering you a fresh start for you and your daughter.
Blame me! Say you were drugged.
It's enough for me to know that you know what you did
and have to live with that.
Thomas, you can't.
I went to Gotham, intending to kill my father.
But I didn't think I'd ever actually do it.
Not until I pulled the trigger.
I didn't think I was that person.
But I am.
No.
Thomas, you're not a killer.
You're a good person.
I'm sorry, Martha.
You can't listen to her
- because she's gonna kill us all anyway. - Maybe.
Would you ever have forgiven me?
- What? - For what I did.
For putting our family at risk,
would you ever have forgiven me?
I need to know.
Misguided as what you did was,
I think you were trying to protect us.
I think you're always trying to protect us.
I am.
Are you sure?
There's no other way.
I love you, Martha.
How were you ever a CIA officer?
I'd have failed your ass day one!
Alfie!
I bet you got a rich boy pass.
Just like you did your whole soft, stupid life!
You know, I was gonna enjoy watching you kill your beloved wife.
But you know, this is also very satisfying.
Stop!
Drop it. Now.
You got me.
I suggest you call your prime minister.
I'm sure he'll want to work something out.
Thomas! Thomas, Thomas...
- You okay? - Yeah.
Daveboy. Daveboy.
Someone's here.
Peg Sykes.
How do?
Hello, I'll, um... uh, make tea.
- So, you gettin' on? - Ah, well, you know...
What brings you to London?
What d'you think?
Me mad sister.
I don't suppose you've seen her.
Got something of her's to return.
You did good, Alfie.
Thanks, Mum.
Perhaps now you'll tell me what's going on.
Sandra's pregnant.
I'm gonna be a father.
Oh.
Crikey.
I've asked her to marry me,
said I wanted to do the right thing.
You didn't ask her like that, I hope.
Well...
She said no anyway,
said I didn't want it... marriage, children.
Do you?
Actually, yeah.
Yeah, I do.
Then it's your job to make her see that.
I'm happy for you, son.
Hey.
Cheers.
Hey, what's Roger gonna say?
His girlfriend's a granny.
Oh, shut up.
You.
And she didn't say why she was in London?
No. But knowing her,
I'm guessing it had something to do with Lullaby.
Hmm.
As it happens, Dr. Glubb's body
was found in Holland Park this afternoon.
Stabbed. Multiple times. Which raises several questions.
Who has Lullaby now?
Hmm.
What do they plan to do with it?
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My friends!
It is the dawn of a new day.
Let's do the rounds!
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