How old do you think this desk is?
- Excuse me? - [Fisk] You wonder.
Did Fiorello La Guardia sit here?
He built this city.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[Karen] Foggy! [cries]
[Fisk] I was told you tried to kill Benjamin Poindexter that night.
[grunts weakly]
[Fisk] It's hard to come to terms with a violent nature.
Hating the power that it has over us.
[Heather] And where is Adam now?
Let me out!
[Vanessa] You're asking New York's elite for money.
Sure, they want influence, but they don't need it.
[Fisk] I'm mayor of this town.
I will not tolerate people running around in silly costumes.
The rule of law will prevail.
My name is Muse.
[both grunt]
[gunshot]
[♪ serene indie music playing, Hanne Kolstø "Stillness and Panic"]
♪ What I say a true part of a lie ♪
♪ Now it's time for us to say goodbye ♪
♪ Right here, right now ♪
[sniffs]
[wind blowing]
[♪ tense music playing]
- [keys jangling] - [lock clattering]
[door creaks]
[footstep thuds]
[officer 1] Out.
[♪ eerie music playing]
Usually we collect their stuff
but they don't let this fucker keep anything,
so looks like we're traveling light today. Hands out.
[chains clattering]
Move.
[Poindexter] Where are we going?
[♪ eerie music continues]
You know I'm ESH, right?
- Until my appeal-- - [officer 2] We know.
Enhanced supervision. All these new terms.
We used to just call it cops, snitches, and psychos.
Which one are you, Poindexter?
I'm not supposed to be here.
Right. Hear that all the time.
Stop at the line.
- [alarm rings] - [lock clatters]
What is this?
Welcome to your new digs.
I was told-- I'm supposed to be--
[officer 1] Welcome to gen pop, Agent Poindexter.
[♪ music intensifies]
[♪ theme music playing]
[♪ theme music continues playing]
[waves lapping]
[Fisk] I wanted you to know that
the funding for my Red Hook project, it's happening.
Both public and private.
[Vanessa] Congratulations. You deserve to be happy.
I know that I haven't probably acknowledged all that you've done,
you know, all that you've built for us, I know that.
[sighs]
That's why it's so hard to understand why you'd throw it all away.
Oh, transform. Not throw it away.
What this project here is about to become
is due to what you've done with our financing. What you did with Luca.
He was a punk, playing at a throne.
It was painful to watch.
That's not why I brought you here.
I brought you here for something else.
- Come with me. - [keys jangling]
[♪ somber music playing]
[keyboard clacking]
[Matt] Hey, so, um, Madison called an all-hands meeting at the office.
I should be back for dinner.
- [clattering continues] - [Heather sighs]
I killed him, Matt.
[voice trembling] Do you have any idea what that felt like?
Yeah. I ca-- I can only imagine.
Uh, I, I think I'm finally starting to understand how that violence,
it just transfers from Daredevil to Muse, to me.
Not sure you can put Muse and Daredevil in the same category--
- Not so sure that you can't. - [water splashing]
They're just these underdeveloped boys,
hiding behind masks, trying to make it look like something more sophisticated.
It's a pretty dark view. I mean, I think they're completely different animals.
- You weren't there, Matt. - No, I know. I'm just saying that...
that Muse tried to kill you and Daredevil saved you.
I saved me. They were both out there for themselves.
- [knock on door] - [♪ eerie music playing]
[Heather] You want me to get that?
No, I'll get it.
[♪ tense suspenseful music playing]
Morning, Mr. Murdock. Is Dr. Glenn here?
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[footsteps echoing]
[♪ dramatic music continues]
[metal chain clanking]
[weakly] Vanessa.
- [chains clattering] - This is so fucking crazy.
Please tell your husband I-- I'm sorry. I didn't know--
[Fisk] Stop talking.
I promised you I-- I wouldn't kill him. I kept my promise.
I shouldn't be here. I didn't know!
[♪ dramatic music playing]
He's not part of us.
She's right. [panting]
You, both of you, please.
I swear to God, I swear to God--
Shut up! I can't.
I'm sorry.
I hear his voice, I... I see his hands. It's unbearable.
Mr. Cashman, what are you doing here?
The mayor wanted me to deliver this to you personally.
Along with his deepest admiration for your strength and courage
in facing that madman, Muse.
"She is a municipal treasure," were his exact words--
Hold on a second. How did you or Mayor Fisk know she was staying here?
The mayor cares deeply about this city and its citizens.
[♪ unsettling music playing]
[clicks tongue] Have a good day, Counselor.
Heather, how do you know that man?
[Vanessa] Why would you keep all this from me?
[breath trembling] I...
[voice trembling] I am better than I was. I am.
I am.
And-- And if I cannot be with you, Vanessa,
I cannot be.
[Adam shudders] Please. Please.
Just let me go. [sighs]
[Matt] Heather, I'm serious. How do you know him?
- You want to watch your tone? - [Matt] Please just tell me.
I can't say. It's a work thing.
Please don't tell me Fisk is a client.
I'm not gonna answer that, Matt.
No, you-- you don't understand, all right?
If he's in your life, he's in our life.
And that is not good.
He's the mayor. He's in everybody's life.
Please. Please. [softly] Vanessa,
I won't say anything.
I'll just leave.
[Adam breathes deeply]
I didn't mean for any of this to happen.
No, you didn't.
"Mayor Fisk and the First Lady cordially request your presence
"at the Inaugural Black and White Ball
"benefitting the Red Hook Port Revitalization Project."
Wow. Black tie.
You're not seriously considering going, are you?
I mean, why wouldn't I?
'Cause he's trying to co-opt your story.
He wants to use your trauma to boost his narrative.
If his narrative is that vigilantes are dangerous, then he's got my vote--
Heather, you must see he's trying to use you.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[object thuds]
- [Vanessa] I'm sorry. - Vanessa...
- [Adam] Please... - [Heather] Why don't you come with me?
Protect me from being co-opted.
[chuckles softly] Yeah, I don't think that's a good idea.
Besides, I wasn't invited.
Vanessa...
"To Dr. Heather Glenn...
"and guest."
Yeah, okay. Great. [clears throat]
[Adam] Please. Vanessa--
- [gunshot] - [bullets clattering]
[grunts]
[breath trembling]
[sighs]
[breathing heavily]
[♪ soft instrumental music playing]
[inhales deeply] I...
I promise I won't ever leave you again.
I know.
[inhales deeply]
[♪ soft instrumental music continues]
[Kirsten] Yeah.
Okay. Thanks for letting me know.
- You're late. - Fashionably.
Ten minutes is fashionable. 35 is just not cool.
- I'm here. What's going on? - Thanks so much.
- [receiver clatters] - Oh, you're good?
You look like you just got out of some North Jersey fight club.
- Thank you, Kirsten. - Uh-huh.
I'm good. Why is Madison calling a panic meeting?
Cready, Glaughlin, and McKagan are stonewalling on the financials.
As in corporate documents that belong to our client?
- Mmm-hmm. - Okay.
They are saying that all appeal filings are as much their purview as the client's
- and since we're engaged in litigation... - No--
...they're under no legal obligation
- to furnish them. - That doesn't sound like the position
- of an innocent party, does it? - No.
Seems your poison counsel approach might actually have some legs.
[Matt] Is he here?
Yeah, hold on. Just... um...
there's something else.
Poindexter.
- What? What about him? - I just got a call
from one of my former colleagues at the Southern District.
He was moved from protective custody two days ago and released into gen pop.
[chuckles] Great. Any chance we can get a front row seat?
[chuckles softly]
The reason my friend called is that Poindexter wants to talk...
- with you. - With me?
- Yeah. - Why?
I...
I have no idea. And I don't care. Neither should you.
Kirsten. Kirsten.
Do we know who moved him?
- I knew you were gonna ask me that. - Tell me.
[♪ unsettling music playing]
Mayor Fisk.
Come on.
[footsteps receding]
Matt, come on.
[door opens]
[Sheila] Sir, as much as I'm always interested
in an unscheduled meeting with you,
- we are due at our morning press segment-- - [Fisk] Cancel it.
Today is not the day for Public Relations and kissing dogs in jackets in Brooklyn.
Was that on our schedule?
[Fisk] Today, we take stock in our victories.
The Task Force is a success.
[Buck] I'm not sure if you've seen the latest numbers
but vigilante crime is down 30% since the Task Force deployed.
And the ACLU is filing 13 different lawsuits over their excessive methods.
Let them. Excessive methods work.
Not to mention the avalanche of favorable publicity.
Looks like your conversation with BB Urich
was obviously fruitful, Daniel.
- Doing what I can, sir. - I know you do.
I think you can do more.
A lot more.
- I'm sorry, sir. I just-- - As Deputy Mayor for Communications.
- No way. - Excuse me, sir. Him?
Now, work closely with the City Council.
Make sure they turn a listening ear to our agenda.
[Daniel] Hmm.
Yeah. Of course.
Sir, uh, if I may say so and I'm so sorry, Daniel,
but I do believe he will be way in over his head with the Council--
I do mind you saying.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
Daniel's the future of this city. Why would we stand in the way of it?
I swear to Christ, sir, I will not let you down.
I-- I will work night and day for you. Sir, I will burn for you.
[Fisk] I know you will. I know you will.
Sheila, Vanessa checked.
This is actually Fiorello La Guardia's desk. Yeah.
- I should take the stand. - [tapping]
[Kirsten] Mr. Madison, we highly recommend against it.
[Madison] I don't know.
You two, Black lady, blind dude, I like the optics.
I'm just sayin'. I should be seen.
- My voice should be heard. - And what exactly is that voice saying?
[Madison] That I had no clue, man. None at all.
No idea those funds were being commingled.
[echoing] This whole thing is not my fault.
[heart beating rapidly]
Say that again.
[chuckles softly]
- [whispers] Is he serious? - Oh, I'm serious.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
My mother was a teacher.
My grandmother was a teacher. My girlfriend's a teacher.
- I love teachers. - [scoffs]
There's no way that I would knowingly defraud--
- Bullshit. - Matt.
Mr. Madison, you do whatever the hell you want to in this world, all right?
You go with grace, you find your way.
I'm not here to judge you. I'm here to defend you.
And we at Murdock and McDuffie, we have a lot of approaches to that defense
but one thing we do not do is subornation of perjury.
So many words. I don't know what you're saying.
It means it is against the law for my partner and I
to put a client on the stand when we know they're lying.
- And... - [sharp tapping]
...you, my friend, are lying with every breath you take.
Why don't you let us know when you wanna make a plea deal?
[Kirsten] Hey!
Hey. Hey.
I told you taking him as a client was a bad idea.
Yes, but we took him so we owe him a defense.
- What is going on with you? - Call it an attack of conscience.
- That was fucking malpractice. - All right, fine, Kirsten,
you want me to go back in there and apologize to him?
No, I don't. I wanna know what's going on. Is it the Poindexter thing?
- Should I not have told you about that? - [sighs]
You're late to meetings, you are insulting our client...
Jesus, Matt, I mean, I barely recognize you. What is going on?
- Matt. - Uh...
[sighs] You know, we...
we put Poindexter away and it changes nothing, all right?
We defend Hector Ayala and he's still murdered,
probably by the same cops who are out there assaulting citizens, by the way,
all right? Leroy Bradford goes away for eating a box of caramel corn.
Heather's assaulted by Muse and she thinks Fisk is right.
And now this asshole, this privileged sociopath...
- Shh. - ...can get away with
ripping off teachers. [sighs]
We're not serving justice here, you know? We're babysitting chaos. [sighs]
This, us, what-- what we do, it feels useless.
[sighs]
I get it. I really get it.
It's all a lot. You-- You...
You've been through a lot. But this can't happen like this.
I know, I'm sorry. I-I have to go.
Jesus. Fuck.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[people talking indistinctly]
[♪ dramatic music continues]
You just gonna stand out there like a hobo, Matt,
or you gonna come in? Have a drink.
[drink sloshing]
[Josie] You're good for the old eyes, Matt.
Haven't seen you since...
- The funeral. - [Josie] Yeah.
May you always remember to forget the things that make you sad
but never forget to remember the things that make you glad.
[both] Cheers.
[both gulp, exhale]
I guess, it's a good thing I can't see the place.
[Josie] I've been thinking about reopening,
but I'm not sure if the neighborhood even wants it.
The mayor's office has offered loans
but I'll be damned if I take a penny from that man.
[door clatters]
[footsteps approaching]
Cherry. How'd you track me down?
[Cherry] Kirsten called.
She asked me to keep tabs on you.
- And I'm worried about you too. - [Josie] Hmm.
- He's all yours, Cherry. - [Cherry] Lucky me.
Talk to me, Matt. What's going on?
Well, I guess you could say the genie's out of the bottle.
[chuckles wearily]
Well, your timing is a little off.
Fisk is making a name for himself hunting vigilantes.
Imagine he'd love to get your head on a spike.
Among others.
You know he moved Poindexter into general population.
[Cherry chuckles] Huh. Now that's a death sentence.
We missed something, Cherry.
Fisk, Poindexter, it's all connected. It has to be.
Matt, we have been through this.
We dug. The DA dug. You have to accept it.
Poindexter was just trying to settle an old score--
- [Matt] No. - No, with Foggy, and Karen, and you.
Cherry, I'm telling you there's more to it than that.
- I know it. - You know, from where I sit,
you look like a guy who's blowing up his life.
Yeah, you might be right.
What do you need, Matt? You need more pain?
[Josie] Since we're all here,
we may as well make it official.
- Nah. None for me, thanks. I quit. - Oh.
- Good on you. - What'd you mean, "make it official?"
[Josie sighs] O'Melveny's. Foggy...
- never finished his final round. - [drink sloshing]
- Yeah, but he wasn't drinking O'Melveny's. - [Josie] Yeah.
Fitting, 'cause he was the last customer to order.
No. No, Josie, I think... I think you're wrong about that.
How many oceans of Irish do you think I serve here?
I know what my people drink.
[laughs]
[♪ tense music playing]
He was celebrating early.
He knew, Foggy knew.
The night he died, he knew he was gonna win. His case with Dumb Benny.
Matt, I am really trying to understand you here, man.
Christ, he knew he was gonna win and somebody silenced him.
I gotta go.
He didn't use his cane.
I didn't notice.
[door opens]
[door closes]
- [door opens] - [indistinct shouting]
[chains clattering]
[officer] You know the precautions, Counselor?
- [Matt] I do. - [officer] Emergency call button's
- under the table. - [Matt] Thanks.
[♪ unsettling music playing]
I didn't think you'd show.
- I respect that-- - You shut your mouth.
I don't want your respect.
Why does Fisk want you dead?
- Did he hire you to kill Foggy Nelson? - [scoffs]
[indistinct shouting]
You hear that?
Outside.
That is the roar of the jungle, Counselor.
Is that what I am to you?
An animal?
One of them?
'Cause that's what this is all about, right?
Who is the predator and who is the prey?
Well, I have questions too.
Everyone thought you were just a shooter on a rampage, didn't they?
Yeah? Settling scores, getting vengeance.
But it wasn't, was it?
[breathing heavily]
You did it for someone. Huh?
You did it for Fisk. Didn't you?
Another night in here, I might never be able to answer that for you.
Oh, sweetheart, what do you-- What would you want me to do?
Want me to get you out? Want me to file an appeal?
You know, in another life,
you might be defending me.
'Cause that's what good men do, right?
Defend their worst enemies.
I'm bargaining for my life here, Counselor.
You want to know if Fisk hired me?
I can tell you... [breathing heavily]
- but I need to be outside. - I don't trust you for a second.
I'm not lying.
[grunting]
- Hey, guard! - [Poindexter grunting]
He started smashing his face against the table.
- [Poindexter chuckles] - You crazy asshole.
[Poindexter panting]
Thank you, Counselor.
Fuck you!
[Poindexter] Bye.
[♪ unsettling music intensifies]
[applause]
[♪ upbeat rock music playing, The Velvet Note "December, 1963 (Oh What a Night)"]
♪ Ha! ♪
♪ Oh, what a night! ♪
♪ Late December, back in '63 ♪
♪ What a very special... ♪
[Sheila] Looking fancy!
[Daniel] I'm tryna up my game, you know.
[Sheila chuckles]
Daniel, I want you to know,
it's not that I'm against you making Deputy Mayor,
I just think it's premature.
You know when I first started, I was...
I don't know, I was really worried about us
and whether we were gonna be on the same side or not.
[Sheila] Mmm-hmm.
I gotta say,
I'm not worried so much anymore.
I gotta go talk to someone.
[♪ dance music continues playing]
Hey.
You know we're not exactly cool right now.
I pushed pretty hard on the Task Force thing.
All right, too hard.
But it's the gig...
and it got me Deputy Mayor of Communications.
- [exhales] Holy shit. - Yeah.
Look, BB,
[people cheering]
I-I don't know why, and I don't know how,
but somehow, I am on the inside of this thing,
and as long as I'm in, I'm gonna run like hell until...
I don't know, until somebody tells me to stop.
I mean, look at us.
How... How dope is this place? [exhales]
I don't know, I've never been anywhere like here before.
Me either.
Shots?
[BB] Oh, hell yeah! [laughs]
- [Jack] Artemis! - [Artemis] Jack!
- [Jack] So good to see you. - Hello! Did you come alone?
- [Jack] I did. Always the stag. - [chuckles]
I must say, I am surprised to see you here,
given your feelings towards our mayor.
I thought it best not to offend him.
And where is your better half, Arthur, tonight?
I... uh... I don't know.
Do you?
Excuse me? Artemis, is everything all right?
Oh! [chuckling] Yes, yes. Never mind me.
Uh... I'm sorry, I have to go.
[automated voice] ...you're trying to reach is not available.
At the tone, please record your message.
[sighs] Hey, it's me again.
If you weren't gonna come, I get it but...
you could've at least given me a heads up.
[announcer] Ladies and gentleman, esteemed New Yorkers,
welcome to the Black and White Ball.
[metal lock clangs]
May I present your hosts, Mayor Wilson Fisk
and the First Lady of New York, Vanessa Fisk.
[guests clapping]
[♪ dramatic music playing]
- [jaw clenches] - [surgeon] One more loop and stitch,
and that should do it.
[metal clanks]
He's done.
Stitches should come off in a week if you don't disturb 'em.
[officer] All right. [sighs]
- [grunts] - [cuff jangling]
- All right, let's get you back to-- - [cuff clinks]
[♪ unsettling music playing]
[officer groaning]
Goddamn! [groaning]
Motherfu--
- [grunts] - [surgeon] Please!
- [grunts] - [thud]
[♪ unsettling music continues]
[♪ upbeat music playing]
[indistinct conversation]
[Vanessa] Dr. Glenn.
Mrs. Fisk.
[Vanessa] How're you feeling? I'm... I'm so glad you came.
Thank you.
I'm good. It's nice to get out.
- [Vanessa] Uh-huh. - This is, uh... incredible. [chuckles]
Rich people posturing.
Champagne's good, though.
- Yeah. - Cheers.
[Heather] It is.
Are you alone?
Well, I wasn't supposed to be.
- Then we can fix that, in a heartbeat... - [chuckles]
And it sounds like we should. Come.
- [engine idling] - [chains clanking]
[device whirs, beeps]
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
[prison guard] Rough day, huh?
I, uh... I wanted to thank you
for how much you've helped my husband and I.
[♪ upbeat music playing]
I look forward to continuing our work.
Yes, well...
I think we've worked it out.
Sins of the past are dead and buried for both of us.
I'm glad to hear it.
Well, enjoy the evening.
You too.
- [♪ dramatic music playing] - [cane clacking]
- Oh, sorry, forgive me. - [man 1] Ah, I'm so sorry.
[Matt] Excuse me.
- [guest] This was a pleasure. - [Fisk] Thank you. Have a good night.
- [Matt] Sorry. Forgive me. - [man 2] Sorry.
[Matt] Sorry. I'm so sorry.
[Fisk] It's a... It's a pleasure.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[Heather] Matt.
[Matt] Hey.
Ah... turns out you're not the only one wearing Chanel No. 5.
- [chuckles] - Hello.
Am I... Am I late?
Late? I didn't even know you were coming.
I texted, called, more than once, by the way.
Yeah, I had to... I had to surrender my phone.
Oh, I went to Rikers. Ben Poindexter wanted to meet me.
- What were you thinking, Matt? Him? - I know.
- Yeah. It's hard to-- - You know what?
I don't care. It's fine. It's none of my business.
I'm sorry. I apologize. Heather, I'm sorry--
Matt, you have been checking out on me,
disappearing physically and emotionally.
Mr. Mayor, thank you so much for the invitation.
Ah, it's my pleasure.
Would you like to talk in private?
- [Jack] Of course. - [Heather] Oh, my God,
- you're not even listening to me, are you? - I'm--
Yes, I am.
- I-- - What did I say?
[Jack] I'm glad we get a chance to talk.
I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot
at the fundraiser a while ago.
[Fisk] What foot is that?
[Jack] Well, I think I underestimated your...
tenacity in pushing that Red Hook project through.
"Underestimated"?
That's one way of putting it.
Some might say snide, or condescending...
even rude.
[chuckles softly]
Well, I do apologize.
Nothing to be sorry for.
As a matter of fact, the port project is why I wanted to speak with you.
Please, I'm all ears.
Well, as you may or may not know,
key to the project is matching public funds
with private investors. How much can I count on you for?
[chuckles] Excuse me?
I have no interest right now--
Before you continue and embarrass either of us...
You are aware of your...
well, of the rumors that surround you?
Shall I call you Swordsman, the vigilante?
[chuckles softly]
[♪ tense music playing]
Even if I knew what you were talking about,
that sort of thing would be an isolated incident.
[Fisk] Hmm.
Yet still probable cause for a visit from my Task Force.
[scoffs] Is that a threat?
No, of course not.
It's merely a warning.
[door opens]
[Fisk] I'll have my office contact your CFO in the morning.
- Enjoy the rest of your evening. - Hmm.
Powell, take care of him.
Thank you.
[♪ upbeat music playing]
- [metal clang] - [groans]
Hey! [grunts]
What's this? What's this?
There's no pictures inside, but you knew that, right?
[man pants]
What's that? No fuckin' acting press inside either.
Look, I know my rights.
Oh, yeah? Very good, me too. Let me read them to you.
[groaning]
You have the right to have a real hard time wipin' your ass
- for the rest of your life. - [reporter] No! No!
Officer Powell!
You let that man go or I will charge you with assault.
Commissioner, no, this isn't assault.
- [reporter screaming] - [sizzling]
[cries, groans]
That was assault.
And you're not gonna charge me with shit.
In case you haven't noticed, I don't answer to you anymore.
Listen, what you...
[breathing heavily]
What the Task Force is doing is dereliction of duty.
[chuckles]
Go have a fuckin' canape, Commissioner.
Get him up, come on. You fuckin' smart-ass piece of shit.
[reporter groans]
[♪ upbeat blues music playing]
[Daniel] See that? That's power.
There's 500 people in here, and they all wanna be either in that room
or shittin' their pants that he's gonna call 'em into it.
Straight up boss power.
[BB] Or total corruption.
[chuckles softly] Why do you do that?
Every time I get stoked, you do that.
My uncle used to say that we should speak truth to power.
Is that what you're doing? Is that what we're doing?
I don't know, BB, I...
I'll try to not be an asshole.
[chuckles]
Okay. That works for me.
[♪ upbeat blues music continues, Whitney Shay "Ain't No Weak Woman"]
Should we keep gettin' ripped and dance?
Absolutely. I'm gonna hit the ladies room, and I'll meet you at the bar.
Commissioner Gallo?
I'm BB Urich.
Yeah, I know who you are.
I just wanted to ask you if the mayor consulted you
when he formed the Anti-Vigilante Task Force?
[chuckles] You workin' tonight?
I don't know. Are you?
You know, I-I read your piece on the Muse killing.
That's a hell of a bit of spin, giving credit to the Task Force
when everyone with half a brain knows that it was Daredevil.
When did you become Fisk's minister of propaganda?
Right about the time you became head of his SS, I figure.
No... [hesitates] No, that's not me. The Task Force is all him.
How much do you know about our esteemed mayor?
- I would like to learn a lot more. - Yeah, don't be so sure.
Do you know that Wilson Fisk was the main suspect in your uncle's murder?
[clicks tongue] Yeah. I did.
Why do you think I'm here?
Not everything I write is under my name.
[breathes deeply]
Do you know what I mean?
I think I do.
[♪ tense music playing]
Um...
So if you ever wanna put anything real out there,
something that puts a dent in that prick's white armor...
there's an email on this card.
[breath trembles]
[Gallo] You know...
I have files on every crook with a badge that Fisk calls his Task Force.
I would really like to take a look at those, Commissioner.
[♪ upbeat R&B music playing, The Velvet Note "Play That Funky Music"]
[guests cheering]
Um... If you don't mind, I have to get back to work.
Shots!
[BB chuckles]
Thank you! Cheers.
[Heather] I don't know what's goin' on with you.
I know you've got issues with Mayor Fisk.
- He's your client? - I'm not gonna tell you that.
I don't expect you to understand, but I need you to know,
he sought you out to get to me.
- To keep tabs on me. - Matt, you're starting to worry me
on a professional level. Why would he do that?
Well, you know what? Why don't we go find out? Come on.
What're you gonna do?
- Confront the mayor at his own party? - Maybe.
That's acting out, Matt.
And mental health is knowing when and where to do it.
Oh, please, don't. Come on.
Thank you, and do not forget your promise.
[♪ grave music playing]
Please, I'm asking.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
- [light clangs] - [guests clap, cheer]
Darling, it's time for us to take the first dance.
- Yeah? - Hmm.
Let's.
[♪ pleasant pop music playing, Hal Leonard Band "Manhattan"]
♪ We'll take Manhattan, the Bronx and Staten Island too ♪
♪ It's lovely ♪
♪ Going through the zoo ♪
♪ It's very fancy on old Delancey Street, you know ♪
♪ The subway charms us so ♪
♪ Where balmy breezes blow to and fro ♪
♪ And tell me what street compares with Mott Street in July? ♪
[distorted] ♪ Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by... ♪
I'm leaving.
No, you're not.
He's not gonna let you, not now.
You're not making any sense.
I told you, Heather. He is a monster.
You're not safe. No one is safe until this is done,
and I'm not running anymore.
You need to help me understand what's going on here.
Yeah, and I will, I promise, but first...
You're gonna have to lead.
[cane thuds]
[Fisk laughs]
- What were you looking for, Devil? - [heart beating]
[muffled] What's wrong?
Told you there'd be consequences.
[Matt] If anything happens, you get out of here, call Kirsten,
call Cherry,
- and make as big a stink as you can. - About what?
[cellphone vibrates]
Cashman here.
[man] You wanted updates.
Please just tell me he's dead.
No. [inhales deeply]
He escaped.
[♪ unsettling music playing]
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[elevator grating]
[♪ pleasant ballroom music playing, Kiril Dzajkovski "Brothel Tango"]
Ben Poindexter killed a prison guard and used his badge to escape.
I've already informed security.
Thank you, Buck.
Try not to draw too much attention.
I have something to tell you.
[Fisk] No, not here, not now.
[heart beating rapidly]
- It was her. - Who?
[sighs]
He was away, and she was in charge. It was her. She did it.
What are you doing?
Ooh, I'm so sorry. Mind if I cut in? [laughs]
What a pleasant surprise.
[Matt] I know it was you.
I know you had Foggy killed.
[Matt] Your boyfriend seems a little...
overly exercised this evening.
At first, I was pissed off, but now, I'm worried.
This isn't like him.
You know, it's been said that keeping secrets
can make us sick.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[Matt] You see, I know it was you.
I just don't know why.
[Vanessa] I have no idea what you're talking about.
Yes, you do.
What about your husband? Does he know?
Did he know you had Foggy killed?
Does Heather know you're Daredevil?
Have you ever wondered why Mr. Murdock has a thing for vigilantes, Doctor?
- You will pay for what you did. - [chuckles softly]
You need to relax.
- [muffled conversation] - [glass clinks]
- [liquid trickling] - [indistinct conversation]
[gun cocks]
[♪ gospel music playing, Florida Mass Choir "Storm Clouds Rising"]
- ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪ - ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪
♪ Heard the thunder roll ♪
[gun cocking]
[guests screaming]
- Matt! - Gun! Balcony!
[high-pitched ringing]
- ♪ I see the lightning flash ♪ - ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪
- ♪ Heard ♪ - ♪ Heard the thunder roll ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪ - ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning... ♪ - ♪ I see... ♪
[Heather] Matt!
[heart beating]
[Heather breathing rapidly]
- Matt. - [heart beating]
[Matt groaning]
- ♪ I see the lightning flash ♪ - ♪ See the lightning flash ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning flash ♪ - ♪ See the lightning ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪ - ♪ See the lightning flash ♪
♪ Heard the thunder roll ♪
♪ I'm going home ♪
♪ By and by ♪
♪ After a while ♪
♪ By and by ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪ - ♪ See the lightning flash ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning flash ♪ - ♪ See the lightning flash ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪ - ♪ See the lightning flash ♪
♪ Heard the thunder roll ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ By and by ♪
♪ After a while ♪
♪ By and by ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning flashing ♪ - ♪ See the lightning flash ♪
- ♪ I see the lightning flash ♪ - ♪ See the lightning flash ♪
♪ Heard the thunder roll ♪
♪ I'm going home ♪
[applause]
[song ends]