Gotham (2014–…): Season 2, Episode 20 - Wrath of the Villains: Unleashed - full transcript

Azrael is loose in Gotham city which sparks Penguin's need for revenge. Meanwhile, Bruce enlists Selina's help in tracking down Professor Strange as he evades arrest for his experiments.

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Previously on Gotham...


I'll find my way out

'cause this place is
just one big puzzle,

and puzzles are my forte.

Oh, my...

I don't know who
you are anymore.

Please, that is
such a ridiculous cliché.

It's time for me to
look out for number one.

The man who contracted
Matches Malone to kill

your parents

called himself The Philosopher.

Hugo Strange, The Philosopher.

I was one of the ones who forced

Thomas Wayne to shut
down the program.

You're lying.

I needed to be sure
you were behind all this,

and now I am.

Our creations need
new personas to give

their minds focus.

That sword was made yesterday.

Our replica is central
to his acceptance

of his new identity.

I'm Azrael.

My lord, Dumas, command me.

A murderer walks the streets

of this city a free man.

By your blade
he must be destroyed.

Tell me his name.

James Gordon.

That is not possible.



You're dead.

Not anymore.

Five-O, Five-O,
come on, come on!

What is the meaning of this?

You are upsetting the inmates.

Where's your boss, darling?

We got a warrant
to search his office

and everything in it.

He's busy with patients.

That's quite all
right, Ms. Peabody.

We're gonna tear

this place apart, Strange.
We're gonna get answers.

Answers to what?

Records indicate
Theo Galavan's

dead body was brought
here, that it was


Seems likely.

Then why the hell
was he at the GCPD

last night, running our captain

through with a sword, huh?

I'm as surprised
as you are.

And while you're at it,
explain to me this:

why Victor Fries, also
last seen here, very dead,

is alive and kicking

and dressed like a spaceman.

You stink, Strange.

This whole damned place stinks.

Excuse me.

Is this your office?

Yes, but, Detective, please...

What the...?


Son of a...

Spring cleaning.

You're free
to look around.

I'm just not sure
there's much more to see.

You think shredding a few
documents is gonna save you?

It won't.

We're on to you.

Bad guys come in
and monsters come out.

Just like Pinewood, right?

Seeing as how you no longer work
for the police department,

I'm not required to speak
with you, Mr. Gordon.

You have a lot of anger,
James Gordon.

I can help you with that.

We're gonna tear this
damn building apart,

every square inch!

Check your warrant,

It clearly states
that you have permission

to search my office,
nothing more.

Of course, I'm more than
happy to accommodate you

if you come back with
a different warrant.

Just know that I will
also be calling the judge

and telling him
how disruptive it is

to have the GCPD--
and others--

traipsing about this place
of healing and disrupting

the patients unnecessarily.

This ain't over yet.

Has Azrael returned?



(elevator bell dings)

Hey, hey!

What are you doing
out of your cell?

Big mistake.

Sorry, my bad.

Just got lost.

Escort me back,
would you?

Thank you.

Thank you, have a nice day.


I've got to get out of here.



(siren wails, bell chimes)

Damn kids.

Did you break the lock?!

Hey, you!

This is God's house,
a place of worship,

not a homeless shelter.

Get out before
I call the cops.

I need a weapon to
fulfill my holy quest.

I don't have any weapons.


then what good are you?

♪ ♪

Captain Nathaniel Barnes remains

in critical condition
at Gotham General

after suffering a violent attack

by a masked assailant
late last night.

So far no arrests
have been made,

but reports coming from
within the locked down

GCPD have confirmed
that the masked man

is, in fact, former
Gotham mayor Theo Galavan.

Search parties continued

throughout the night,

but, as of yet,

Galavan's whereabouts
remain a mystery.

There's nowhere to hide,

I'm coming for you.

Alvarez, any sign of him yet?

No, but we've got
six choppers in the air

and every sniffer dog in
the state out there looking.

Call the brass upstate,

tell them to get
more men down here.

That freak couldn't
have gotten far.


get Judge Bam Bam
on the phone.

Tell him I need a new warrant
to search Arkham,

every friggin' room,

all of it!

What are they all doing?

They don't have
a captain, Harvey.

Guess you're it.

I ain't no captain.

Say something to them.

I don't work here anymore,
you do.

All right, everyone, listen up.

I know we're all a bit
freaked out right now.

It's understandable, hmm?

Some nutjob in
a Halloween costume and cape

comes into our house and takes
out four of our brothers?!

He does this to our captain?!

Now, I've been around
a long time.

It's like the bad guys
in this town

just keep getting
weirder and weirder,

but under that mask...

is just a man,

and he can bleed,

just like you and me,

and if he bleeds,
he can be beaten.

So, let's do what the cap

would tell us to do
if he were here.

Let's go out there

and let's find
that son of a bitch

and let's get him,
whatever it takes!

(officers affirming)

I'm not one for speeches.

No, no, no,
you did fine.


If that was Galavan that I saw,

he'll know how to
stay out of sight.

We got to think outside the box.

Like what?

Who knows him best
who's still in the city?

His sister.

Alfred, pull over.

(tires screech)

(car horn honking)

Master Bruce, are you out
of your tiny, bloody mind?

There's a madman
loose on the streets.

Now is not the time to go
running around on your own,

is it?

I don't plan on being on my own.

With all due respect, sir,
what good will a 15-year-old

little girl do even
if Galavan does turn up?

Strange lied to the police.

I know it, a-and so do you.

I can't stay at home
and do nothing.

We need to trust Jim Gordon.

I'm tired of trusting
Jim Gordon, aren't you?

I am your guardian,
Master Bruce,

and it is my job

to protect you.

Is it your job to watch me

sit on my hands and do nothing?

Alfred, please.

(horns honking)

Let me go.

Hey, buddy,
move your car!

(horns honking)

Just... just be careful,
all right?

I will.

Hey, let's go!

Yeah, all right, mate, keep...

just keep your bloody hair on!

Don't go, baby, come on,
let's talk about this, huh?

Is this because
I-I kicked Barbara out?

Just let me go, Butch.

Come on, I'll do
whatever you want.

I-I-I'll eat more fruit.
I-I'll work on the snoring,

I swear to God,
whatever you need...

Catch you guys at a bad time?

Seriously, how do people
keep getting in here?!

Do I have no
security at all?!

Why the rush?

Just time to move on.

Oh, yeah,
is that it?

Or are you worried Galavan's
coming after you, too?

Don't worry, Butch.

It's not about you.

She's just scared
of her brother.

Come on, help me find him.

You two hardly left
on the best of terms.

Must have been weird,
seeing your dead brother

show up dressed like a
ninja from Medieval Times.

That thing that stabbed
your captain last night...

wasn't my brother.

It was a 300-year-old
assassin called Azrael.


That image I saw
on the news,

his clothes, the way he moved...

it was Azrael.

A mythical figure
worshipped by the monks

who raised my brother.

A cold-hearted killing machine
sent into the night

to kill his master's enemies...

and he wants you.

An ancient assassin?

A legend.

My family used to
tell stories of him.

He was real?

Who knows.

It was 300 years ago.

Probably, yes.

So, your brother's
gone nuts?

You tell me.

Theo convince you that
he was Azrael last night,

or was he acting?

Someone got inside
my brother's head.

It's not a safe place to be.

If you're right,
I want to find this person,

but first I have
to find your brother...

so help me.

If a search team finds him,
they're gonna

kill him.

He is still your
brother, after all.

He's blood.

The sword that was used last
night, the one that broke...

it was fake.

And you know this how?

The real one belonged
to my grandfather.

He was an antiquities collector,
obsessed with Dumas history.

I saw it once; it was beautiful.

Forged by the
monks themselves.

It's said to hold
supernatural powers.

Theo knew this.

It's possible he'll
attempt to steal it back.

Does your grandfather
still have it?

And where is he?

Gotham Cemetery.

He's been dead
for 20 years...

but he was buried
with his treasures.



I remember you telling me

you're still feeding
your friend's birds.

Someone has to.

Why you here?

Have you seen the news?

Walking zombies in Gotham?

What's new?

Strange worked for my father

on a project
designed to help people.

He perverted it and now
I believe he's found a way to...

Bring back the dead?

A little far-fetched,
don't you think?

Perhaps, but he's
hiding something.

The police failed
to find out what.

I think I can do better.

That so?

When my father shut down
Strange, he was killed.

Selina, I just want the truth,
that's all.

You just won't be happy

until you get yourself killed,
will you?

Victor Fries and Theo Galavan
both went to Arkham

as dead men.
Both returned.

I don't care.

So did your friend Bridget.

Wait, they sent her to Arkham?

She may still be there
right now.



I told her to leave town,

to run, but she
didn't listen.

It's my fault she's there.

Selina, we can
put this right.

Strange was ready
for the police.

He may even have
been tipped off.

The only way
we're gonna find out

what's really going on
in there...

is if we break in ourselves.

Break in?

To Arkham?

A highly guarded place

that's packed with crazy people?

If it's too dangerous for you,
I'll just go myself.

I didn't say that.

Prisons are meant to stop people
from breaking out, not in.

It can be done.

It's a loony bin, not a prison.

I know it can be done.

But I go alone.


If I get caught,
they'll just toss me out.

Nobody cares about me.

But you?
They see you coming

and they'll shut
that whole thing down

quicker than you can say "rat."

And then you'll never find out
what they've been up to.

That or...

they'll just kill you.


I already know a way in.

This is it.

The Dumas crypt.

Dozens of my relatives
are buried here.

So does someone have a key?

All right.
Key, crowbar.

(mice squeaking and scurrying)

This one.

My grandfather's.

Wait, wait, wait.

I'm sure we're breaking more
than a few laws right now.

Really? This is where
you draw the line?

Come on.

This doesn't creep you out,
even a little bit?

It's friggin' grave robbing!

Whatever it takes, Harvey.

(clanks loudly)

Little help?


That was said to be Azrael's
sword up until the end.

He died?

No, he disappeared.

Azrael's thought to be immortal.

It's beautiful.

I will take that.

(Bullock grunts)

(glass shattering)

(Gordon grunting)

(yells, groans)

James Gordon.




Step aside.
He must die.

It's me, brother.

Don't you recognize me?

My quarrel is not with you.

Step aside.


Your sister.

I have what you're looking for.


(door rattles)


That's right.

You remember where we grew up?

The estate by the sea?

Before the monks took you.

Our dogs, the horses?

We were happy once.

You are Theo Galavan.

My brother.




(cheering and applause)

Theo Galavan, the new mayor...!

Do you remember now?

Death to the Son of Gotham.

Death to the Son
of Gotham.

Bruce Wayne.

We were sent to kill him.

Yes, yes, but...

He dishonored our family name.


Death to the Son of Gotham.




Thank you for reminding me.



(siren wailing in distance,
men talking indistinctly)


He's gone!

This is Bullock.

I need a backup down
at the cemetery.

Galavan's in the wind




I'm sorry.

I made him remember.

Remember what?


"Death to the Son of Gotham."

Stay with her.

I need to find Bruce.

(phone ringing)

(sirens wailing in distance,
phone beeps)


Slow down!
(tires screech)

I need this car.

You ain't a cop anymore, Gordon.
I need the damn car!

(gate door buzzes open)

(dogs barking in distance,
men talking indistinctly)

(breathing heavily)


(rats squeaking)






(engine revving)
(line ringing)

Come on, come on.

(stone scraping)
(phone ringing)

Master Bruce?

No, it's me. Where's Bruce?

I don't know.
He was in the city.

Where in the city?
Well, to be perfectly honest,

I haven't got the foggiest.
He's got a mind of his own

at the moment,
that one, doesn't he?

All right, well,
we need to find him.

Galavan could be
coming after him.

Well, you're having a laugh,
ain't you?

I thought he was after you.

He was. Tabitha
must have jogged his memory.

Reminded him
of his original mission:

kill Bruce Wayne.

Well, I'll-I'll get the motor.

No, no, no. You stay there

in case he comes back.

Where was the last place
you saw him in the city?

Uh, Collins and Delaney.

Last I saw of him,
he was headed for the roof

to see that Selina, I reckon.

All right, I'll head over there.

(door creaking)

Till then, be safe.


Will do.

Oh, for Pete's sake,
Master Bruce.

Creeping up on someone like
that, I could have filleted you.


What's wrong?

Galavan, Master Bruce.

Theo bloody Galavan
is what's wrong.

(chatter, laughter echoing)

Okay. Okay.

Holy cow!

What the...
Forensic guy?

Street trash girl?
You framed Gordon.

And you tried to get
a reward by turning him in.
Oh, yeah.

What the hell
are you doing here?

What the hell
are you doing here?

I got to get out of here.
This place is crazy.

They're probably looking for me.
Which way is out of here?

I'll help you if you help me.


Where's Strange right now?

Okay, look, I barely know you,

but that is the last person
that you want to be looking for.

Why is that?

The basement here,

it's horrible.

Just trust me, stay away.

a very dangerous man.

Alive people, dead people,

dead-alive people--
it's horrible.

Okay, how do I get there?
Wow, it's like
I'm saying things,

and you're just
not hearing them.

He has a friend of mine,
and I'm here to get her out.


how... do... I get... there?

You'll tell me the way out?



There's an elevator.

I'll tell you where it is,

can you pick a lock?


(sirens wailing,
horns honking in distance)

(monitor beeping steadily)

Why'd you have to be brave, huh?

I just got used
to you being around.

Partners, right?

How am I supposed
to keep people in line now, huh?

I don't think
I can do this without you.

You're one of the only people
in the world

who looks me in the eye
when they talk to me.

You know that?

You laugh at my jokes.

You actually like
the way I look.

I didn't think
I'd ever feel like this again.

(shuddering breath)

I guess
what I'm trying to say is...


Well, don't stop now.
I was just getting misty.

What are you doin' here?

Paying my respects.

(clicks tongue)

She's looked better,
I must say.

You will not hurt her.

Why would I do that?

Oh. I know.

Because she stabbed

my mother in the back!

If you touch her,

I will kill you.


I like this new side
of you.

Soft, sentimental.

He has to pay, Butch.



No! Galavan! See,

I will
not buy

this whole uber-villain

I mean,
if he wanted to wear leather,

he should just wear leather.

This is Gotham City.
No one cares, right?


We have all suffered
by his hand.



my mother.

And now

his own sister.

Galavan must die.


And when he does,

you'll leave us alone?

I suppose. (chuckles)



Fine. Yes.


Where is he?!

(phone rings)


He's here,

and he's safe.

Thank God.

I'm coming.

(tires screeching)

(engine revving)

You're more to me
than just a guardian, Alfred.

You're my friend.

Your timing really is quite...

impeccable, Master Bruce.

But we haven't
got time for...

sentimental nonsense
right now.

We have to make sure
that all the doors are locked,

all the windows are closed,
and the lights are off

to make it as hard
as possible for Galavan

to find us, do you get me?

Detective Gordon's sure
he's coming here?

Nothing's certain, is it?

So we need to be ready.


It's a big house.
We should split up.


But just you be quick.

So, you take the upstairs.

I will take the downstairs.

You make sure
the windows are closed.

You make sure
the doors are locked.

You make sure
the skylights are closed.

And then you meet me down here
as quick as you can

in the study, all right?
Now go.

(bird calling in distance)

Alfred! Alfred!


(stone scraping)


(stone scraping)


you will show me to the boy.

Over my dead body.

As you wish.

(distant groaning, laughter)

Check it out.


What's that noise?

Hey, Ed. What's that noise?


Son of a...




Sound the alarm.

We got a runner!


(alarm ringing, whooping)

Come on, come on, come on.


Okay, great.




Alfred! Alfred...


Take one more
step, mate,

and I will put a bullet
right between your bloody eyes.

You think that'll stop me,

I'd like to give it a go,
if you don't mind.

Think I'm flesh and blood?
I am immortal

and I have grown tired of you!




Run, Bruce!


Let's see, shall we?


(Alfred shouting)



Come on, come on.


(indistinct shouting
in distance)

(door closes)

Give us a minute, please.

I think we can safely say
Azrael has gone rogue.

I'm not comfortable
making that assumption just yet.

But it's been more than 24 hours
since he's made contact.

Perhaps that's because
Jim Gordon still breathes.

But if the police catch him
first, how do we explain...

that cannot be explained?

We don't.

Theo Galavan is no more.

Azrael is his new creation.

A killer, a madman.

The GCPD will fail
if they try to capture him.

They'll have to kill him first.
And when they do,

they'll be successfully
covering our tracks for us.

In the meantime, this facility
needs to be shut down.

All subjects
moved to the new location.

Already happening.

That's my girl.

(shouting in distance)

(indistinct shouting,
electric buzzing)


Damn it.

(door opens in distance)

(metal scraping)

Don't hide, little boy.

Face me.

Face... death.

(metal scraping)

You know the Waynes
were a blight

upon this city?

A selfish,

arrogant family.

A family with no beliefs.

No honor.

No respect.

You're your father's
only son, Bruce.

When I kill you,

I eradicate the Wayne name...


It will be as though
you had never existed.

(engine starts)

Enough fun and games.


Prepare to die.





You okay?

Sorry I couldn't
get here sooner.

Seems like I missed all the fun.

Where have
you been?

I slowed him down
for you, didn't I?

I'll call Bullock.

Time I taught you
how to drive, Master Bruce.


You should know by now

that bullets don't kill
this monster, Jim.

My last one got stuck
in your throat,

so I'm thinking about
shoving this one somewhere else.

Jim, a little tip
for next time:

always bring the right tools
for the job.

See you in hell, Theo.



You're welcome.

Let's go, Butch.

Good night, fellas.




Oh, my God...


That little sprite was right.


where you are.

Oh, dear.



Are you my human subject?


Were you sent here
to test me?


Who's Bridget?

It's me, Selina.

You burnt yourself
when the cops

tried to bust you,

I don't remember
anything before this.

Professor Strange
told me I had amnesia.

No, don't trust him.

Your name's

He told me
he'd send people to test me.

Well, I'm not here to test you.
I'm here to take you home.

That's what he said you'd say.

Bridget, no,
Bridget, no,

Bridget, no, Bridget, no,
Bridget, no!

(doors locking)

Bridget, no.

Don't call me that.

My name's...