Come on!
"They that love beyond the world
cannot be separated by it.
Death cannot kill what never dies."
With Vanessa, at least I had a sense someone had his ear,
someone could rein him in.
Pressure on my office is immense. I'm getting it from all sides.
Hi, Marge. I am here to solve your City Hall problem.
We work for a man who can change your life.
All he asks in return is loyalty. Make a choice.
- What is this? - Daniel, please.
I don't even know if I can protect you anymore.
Protect me from what?
From him.
We have reason to believe that Matt Murdock survived the attack.
Help find the lawyer from Hell's Kitchen.
Let's bring this hero home.
Thank you.
I can't let you do it, Karen.
What if this doesn't end until one of you goes down?
Push those motherfuckers back!
Holy shit.
Karen fuckin' Page.
One avocado.
According to city officials, vigilantes...
...riots at City Hall...
Last night's attack on City Hall by criminals...
- Protesters... - ...attacked by Task Force.
- Three injured. - Two dead.
Mayor Fisk vows to restore order to this city.
♪ When you climb to the top of the mountain ♪
♪ Look out over the sea ♪
♪ Think about the places, perhaps where a young man could be ♪
♪ Then you jump back down to the rooftops ♪
♪ Look out over the town ♪
♪ Think about all of the strange things ♪
♪ Circulating 'round ♪
♪ It ain't easy ♪
♪ It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're goin' down ♪
♪ Well, all the people have got their problems ♪
♪ That ain't nothin' new ♪
♪ With the help of the good Lord ♪
♪ We can all pull on through ♪
♪ And get there in the end ♪
♪ Sometimes it'll take you right up ♪
♪ And sometimes down again ♪
♪ It ain't easy ♪
♪ It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're goin' down ♪
♪ It ain't easy ♪
I don't know. Come on, everybody.
Hey, where are my cigarettes?
♪ It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're goin' down ♪
Hello, Miss Page.
You have... taken people from me.
And out there, they believe that you're...
a hero.
Yet I believe in order.
And you are a criminal.
Worse,
you're the sidekick of a deranged vigilante.
You,
broken and deluded,
you abet his crimes.
For what?
Love?
Ha!
You know, I've never seen you scared before.
I kinda like it.
No, not fear.
Order,
Miss Page.
Order.
No, no.
No, you took it too far last night, and you know it.
And the city knows it!
You have one phone call.
Choose it wisely.
Good morning, sunshine.
Jessica.
Wait. Hold, hold, hold on.
Listen, before you choose violence--
You sent your assholes to my house.
That was a mistake. They were just supposed to tell you to back off.
With my daughter there.
I would never hurt your kid-- I love children.
You listen to me.
If you ever come at me or Danielle ever again,
I swear to God, I will kill you.
- Do you understand me? - Yeah.
Please don't kill me.
Also, I'm not really sure you can anymore,
'cause a little birdie said your powers ain't what they used to be.
Speaking of little birdies,
you're talkin' a lotta shit
for a guy sittin' there in his underwear with very limited options.
Don't forget, I am the only one that can connect you
with Luke.
Where is he?
He is overseas. He's doin' the Lord's work,
so you don't have to.
- You're behind Fisk's arms deal. - No, I'm not.
Because a couple anti-social vigilantes blew 'em up.
No arms, no deal.
- Thanks for that, by the way. - Why are you covering for him?
I'm not, not anymore.
It's actually the opposite.
The Governor wants Fisk...
- out. - Good, that's...
That's great news.
Yeah, except he just went apeshit on his own voters.
I don't think she can do it.
The way I see it, this goes all kinds of wrong
for Governor McCaffrey.
Oh, Christ.
Fisk is gonna kill the Governor?
That's what Charles suggested.
Very strongly.
And you believe him?
This guy was working with Fisk until about a minute ago.
I don't believe a word that asshole says, but in this case...
- Yeah. - ...it does track.
She's the only one who can revoke the Freeport's charter.
If Fisk puts one of his puppets in the Governor's office,
New York is his.
And we are on another rooftop.
Yeah, I'm meeting a friend. Cherry, Jessica. Jessica, Cherry.
Hey, big fan of your work.
Go on.
And?
- Karen's at the 15th Precinct. - Nice, thank you, Cherry.
All right, now, hold on there, cowboy.
They booked her legit.
Prints, photo, phone call, the works.
They're fast-trackin' her to Vigilante Court.
You go in there and bust her out, you are the criminal he says you are.
She's not safe there.
If he was gonna hurt her, he'd have done it already.
Look, I'm told he went to the precinct, they talked, he left.
Fisk?
Son of a bitch.
He's making it legal.
We have anybody at the 15th?
We do. Come on, Matt, I'm all over this.
And you? You stickin' around?
I haven't decided yet.
City needs you.
Tsk. I've heard that before.
Me, too.
- Nice to meet you, Cherry. - You, too.
Matt.
So, what do ya think? Are you gonna hit the 15th?
I don't know. There might be another way.
- We-- - I can't help you there.
I did what I came here to do.
I got Charles off my ass.
I need to get home. I have Danielle.
I know, you don't need to explain. I understand.
Fisk isn't gonna stop.
Unless someone puts him down.
Forgotten how encouraging you were.
Don't get yourself killed.
The city needs you.
So...
what now?
You wanted one good deed, right?
So we could balance the scales?
- Yeah. - All right.
- Sure. - I got it for you.
But first, know this.
I hate you for Foggy.
I hate you for Father Lantom,
for Agent Nadeem.
And every life you've wasted for no reason other than your own twisted soul.
Part of me wants to kill you.
And...
part of me needs to forgive you.
Yeah.
Well...
Thanks.
Don't do that.
It's not for you, it's for them.
Now go, disappear,
die, I don't care.
But if you mean what you say,
you wanna do one good thing in a life full of shit,
I got it for ya.
You know I can't make any promises, right?
Wouldn't believe you if you did.
What do you want me to do?
Brett.
- Hey. - Hey, Karen.
It's been a while.
Yeah.
Wondered why they brought me to the 15th.
Hey, you know, Chief of Detective gets to pull a few strings.
Yeah, yeah. Hotshot, huh?
Fisk was here.
I know.
Only so much I can do.
I know.
What are you doing?
Come with me.
Come.
Let's go.
- I'm so sorry. - I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said what I did.
You know...
we all gotta stop meeting up like this.
I can't cover for that long, but...
you got one minute.
- Okay. - Thank you.
Listen, we don't have much time,
- I need-- - I can't go with you.
No, I know. I didn't come to get you.
Fucking great minds, huh?
Look, I don't know what this is, but it feels like an opportunity. I think...
I have to stay. I have to face him in court.
They tell you he came to see me?
- You okay? - I'm alive.
He's different.
I don't know what's going on in his mind,
but he's scheming, and he's planning, and he's way the hell ahead of us.
I just don't think we can run.
Yeah.
'Cause he's losing the city and he knows it.
So, he's gonna prosecute you and humiliate you.
Publicly, legitimately,
and make everyone cheer for it.
Can't say it's not smart.
- That means there'll be cameras. - Mmm-hmm.
- Exactly. - Holy shit.
Turns out,
we may have to cross lines to stop him. Just...
not the ones you think.
Well, then...
No. No.
Matt, you can't.
Yes, I can.
All right, time's up. Let's go.
I'll be there when you need me.
Better be.
Aiding and abetting murder,
providing material support to known terrorist, Daredevil.
And that's to say nothing of inciting a riot.
Just a matter of picking our strongest charges.
Charge her on all of them.
Convict her on all of them.
- Well, sir, given the time crunch-- - All of them.
Right.
Sir.
Do you know the AG is gonna want to be involved?
Oh, uh...
Well, what he and Albany wants
is irrelevant at this point.
- Dr. Glenn. - Sir, you asked to see me?
Yes, please come in.
Mr. Hochberg and I, we were finished, weren't we?
Uh... Of course.
Dr. Glenn,
it's always such a pleasure.
I...
might need a little of your expertise on this trial, if I may.
Of course.
District Attorney Hochberg is an interesting fellow, isn't he?
He's a very skilled litigator.
He makes my skin crawl.
Lawyers, you know, they...
use words to twist the truth, don't they?
I think I know what you mean.
I imagine you do.
I wanted to check on you...
person-to-person.
How are you, sir?
I... I don't know.
I haven't been asked that.
I always...
accepted love as a prison.
I just never expected
to be in it alone.
Condolences are meaningless.
Thoughts and prayers do nothing.
No one tells you the truth in times like this,
which is...
This is gonna hurt.
And...
we don't know when,
or if it's going to end.
No.
Well, I...
I, uh...
I appreciate your words.
Mayor Fisk, I am so sorry,
- I was-- - You don't have to apologize.
It's curious, isn't it?
When we act on impulse...
we surprise even ourselves.
I'd like to think I have
more self-control than that.
But you didn't.
No.
- Can I get my shit back? - No.
This is kidnapping, you know.
Okay, look, I understand that you're mad,
- but-- - No, I'm not mad.
I'm more than mad.
Mad doesn't even begin to cover it.
I can't keep stalling Buck.
Dude, fuck him!
Fuck him? Fuck you!
Look, I get it, you used me, I used you.
But I'm sorry, I thought we actually had each other's backs.
Your City Without Fear bullshit?
It fucked us.
So, what, you were working with Karen Page?
Wow.
- How could you? - How could I?
I started The BB Report in my dorm room.
I put every dime and every hour of my life into it.
Okay, people trusted it. It was real.
And you turned it into some plastic commercial for Fisk's fascist New York.
- I didn't see you complaining. - Okay. Well, clearly,
you didn't see City Without Fear. That's complaining.
And all for what? So that you can get outta Staten
- and get a douchebag condo? - Stop!
He killed my uncle.
- You don't know that. - Yes,
I do. And you do, too.
You've just decided to turn a blind eye, and that is your problem.
Fine.
Whatever. I did.
It is, but you don't understand.
That doesn't matter anymore.
Because right now, Buck Cashman is waiting for me to hand you over to him.
And if I don't,
then he comes after me.
And then you,
and my mom,
and anyone I care about.
So, BB, you should be fucking terrified right now, 'cause I am.
Then...
we should probably get out of here.
Yeah, we probably should.
- Give me my phone. - No.
- Why? - Because I don't trust you.
Just give me a second to fucking think.
Just sit there and let me think.
Okay.
We need a safe house.
What are you, Jason Bourne?
No, just...
Some place Buck doesn't know about.
I have a friend. A finance buddy.
Works mostly in Hong Kong. I'll text him.
Great.
...Assistant District Attorney Kirsten McDuffie...
Daniel is proving to be quite a team player.
Yes, he is.
It's not easy to make the hard decisions.
You think Karen Page knows?
Knows what, sir?
That she is the wounded soldier
screaming in the field,
drawing her comrades into the line of fire.
Really?
- That's good. - Either way...
All rise.
District Attorney Hochberg,
your opening statement.
Your Honors...
I stand before you today to ask that you convict
and that you punish this woman,
this criminal, Karen Page,
for the crime she has committed against our great city.
Your Honors, I could argue my client's innocence.
I could argue the illegitimacy of this court.
I could argue against
the Safer Streets Act.
But first, I want you to think on one very important concept.
What is a vigilante?
Is it he or she who breaks the law
in order to get their own version of justice? Or...
is a vigilante the last resort
to obtain the justice
that a broken society can no longer supply?
The evidence will show that
Miss Page is not a hero.
She's not a "freedom fighter"
for a noble resistance. No.
No, she's...
a criminal
responsible for the destruction of innocent human lives.
Your Honors, you have a duty to this city,
and you have a duty to the ideals of this court,
and fulfilling that duty can only come to one conclusion.
Guilty.
Not guilty.
Thank you.
Prosecution can now call its first witness.
Your Honors, before we proceed...
I'd like to bring in my co-counsel.
What-- Co-counsel?
What, already calling for backup?
Matthew Murdock for the defense, Your Honors.
- Oh, my God! - Is that Matt Murdock?
- Matt Murdock? - My God. It's Matt Murdock?
Order in the court.
In a shocking turn of events,
Matthew Murdock, the missing lawyer from Hell's Kitchen,
has just walked into the courtroom.
Despite a citywide search, Murdock has not been seen
since the destruction of his Brooklyn apartment months ago.
Murdock is well known for his heroic act of saving Mayor Fisk
from vigilante gunfire.
But he has now reappeared, apparently, to support...
Officer Powell,
tell me, what is the mission statement for the Anti-Vigilante Task Force?
To interdict, apprehend, and prosecute extra-legal vigilantes
to the fullest extent of the law.
"To the fullest extent of the law"?
That sounds serious.
As a heart attack.
Huh.
And, Officer Powell, who formed the Task Force, and...
created these, uh, parameters?
Mayor Fisk.
Of course.
Can you tell me about those scars on your face?
I got these in a firefight with Daredevil and Frank Castle.
- In Mr. Murdock's apartment? - Yes.
Why were you there?
Um, we were performing a welfare check.
Welfare check?
With assault rifles and MRAP personnel carriers?
I don't know, seems like a lot of hardware for a blind lawyer.
Was the defendant there?
I was told she drove the getaway vehicle.
You were told?
What else did Officer Powell tell you to do?
Did he tell you to kill Hector Ayala?
- Or maybe that was Mayor Fisk. - Objection.
Immaterial, misleading, and prejudicial.
Sustained. Ms. McDuffie,
I will caution you against these theatrics
and remind you that there's no jury to play to here.
Sure about that, Your Honor?
No further questions.
Thank you.
Alan Steverud's office.
It's me.
I need the Attorney General.
- Steverud. - Alan,
I think it's time we move forward on the suspension paperwork.
Fisk's reign is over. But we do need to move quick, though.
No, it's-- It's gotten outta hand. It's...
Yeah-- Our window is now.
Okay.
Daniel?
What's going on?
Daniel!
You know, it's not just Fisk and Buck.
It's me, too.
I've done things.
Really, really fucked up things.
What're you talking about?
I went upstate with Buck,
to the Catskills, and we buried a body.
Jesus.
And I wish I didn't know I did that.
But I can't...
have anyone else knowing I did that.
Come on.
This isn't a safe house, is it?
Daniel. Daniel!
Daniel, please! Daniel!
Is this really the person you wanna be?
Fuck! Fuck.
Come on. Come on, before he sees.
Here, take this
and go. Don't go home. Don't tell me where.
And do not go anyplace he would look, okay?
- What're you gonna do? - Doing the right thing. Just let me.
Thank you.
Of course.
Just make it count.
This court is adjourned until tomorrow morning.
- Yeah. - Thank you.
I've got it. You focus on the rest.
- That went as well as I thought. - Yeah, I know. It's okay.
It's okay.
Be careful.
You, too.
They're not leaving, are they?
No, they're not.
Cameras are all off, sir.
Hold here.
Come on!
Run! Cherry!
Look out!
Get down!
- Holy shit! - Fuck!
Take the wheel! Take the wheel!
Now! Get her outta here!
Matt!
Hey.
Where is she?
She's not coming.
Where is she, Daniel?
I think she had a birthday party.
Now, sooner or later...
we both know...
you're gonna tell me.
Fuck you, Buck.
Fuck!
No! No!
Miss Page,
it's nice to finally meet you.
Ms. Glenn.
Are you here for Fisk?
I'm part of the Mayor's office, yes.
I also conduct psychological evaluations for the District Attorney's office.
I'll pass.
Doesn't really work that way.
I'm gonna ask a series of true or false questions.
Please...
answer truthfully.
There are no wrong answers.
True or false?
"I like mechanics magazines."
You know, the Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory is out of date.
- I can game it. - Mmm.
Most people can.
Maybe we should try something else.
What did you have in mind?
I'm in love with this man.
He's completely inaccessible. He's...
distant, complicated.
There are nights where I...
I fall asleep in bed next to him, totally unsure of who he is.
Worries me.
As it should.
It's also totally hot.
I'm sure you can understand.
So,
what does that say about me?
That's a very good question.
I mean,
what kind of person kills their own brother?
The Mayor's office has detailed files.
Fratricide is very rare.
- Was Kevin molesting you? - Don't.
No.
No, it wasn't like that.
I'm sure.
Did you feel powerful
when you murdered James Wesley?
After a lifetime of, I don't know,
being used as a puppet by all these men.
Daddy,
brother,
- Frank Castle. - Fuck you!
Funny.
That's where the nerve is.
Does Matt know?
- You wanna know what I think? - Mmm.
I know that Matt, that mystery beside me, loves me in a way
that makes every contradiction,
every conflict in him and in me a part of us.
And I'm willing to bet that that's the part that you can't really understand.
Professionals call that transference.
Yeah, well, I call it the truth.
You were friends with Vanessa Fisk, weren't you?
I'm not answering any personal questions. That's unprofessional.
She had my friend Foggy killed. You know that? Is that in those files?
Jesus.
Matt really hurt you, didn't he?
Enough that you'd run to them to feel safe.
Please.
Look, I get it. I'm so sorry.
Don't pity me.
Too late.
Is that all you got?
Not even close.
- We should do this some other time. - I can't wait.
Where, Daniel?
I don't enjoy this.
I don't know where she is.
Oh, fuck!
This isn't Helmand, Buck.
Last chance.
What is followin' his orders gonna do for you?
How long till you're on the floor
with a gun pointed at your head?
Saint Jude...
patron of difficult cases...
of things almost despaired of...
pray for me.
I am so helpless and alone.
Please pray for me that God come to me in my hour of need,
and I receive consolation
in all my tribulations and sufferings.
And that...
I may bless God...
with the elect for all eternity.
Amen.