Supergirl (2015–…): Season 4, Episode 4 - Episode #4.4 - full transcript
My name Kara Zor-El.
I'm from Krypton.
I'm a refugee on this planet.
I was sent to Earth
to protect my cousin.
But my pod got knocked off course.
And by the time I got here,
my cousin had already grown up
and become... Superman.
I hid who I really was until one day
when an accident forced me
to reveal myself to the world.
To most people, I'm a reporter
at CatCo Worldwide Media.
But in secret I work
with my adopted sister
at the DEO to protect
this planet I call my home
from anyone
that means to cause it harm.
I am Supergirl.
Previously on Supergirl...
I need to find Mercy and Otis Graves.
They worked for Cadmus.
I made a vow to live a peaceful life,
stand up for people
in a different way.
This is Fiona.
She's organizing other monsters
to defend themselves against us.
"Protect the aliens."
Who's gonna protect us?
If Mr. Olsen were to
resume his role as Guardian,
he will be subject
to immediate arrest.
Your assistance will be greatly noted.
Earth first.
Well, she's alive.
It's only a matter of time
before she's conscious.
She's strong.
Emotionally maybe.
But her pulse is erratic.
She's sick.
The suit is still filtering the
Kryptonite out of her system.
Well, then, we do
what we can while we wait.
Starting with the atmosphere.
Lena, I want you and Brainy to
work on getting the air clean.
It's the only way we're going
to get her out of that thing.
Will do.
If you're in your mind palace,
tell Streaky I said, "Hi."
I have my shield on me. I can
help you find Mercy and Otis.
No. If you go out as Guardian,
you'll be arrested.
She's right. We already have
enough boots on the ground.
Hey.
- Are you all right?
- No, I am not.
Look, you saved her, J'onn.
She came to me
to help her fight this, Alex.
I turned her down.
It was more important for me
to keep my vow of non-violence
than to fight by Kara's side.
You chose to honor a new path.
What if I'm just making a big mistake?
My father was
a great spiritual leader.
Maybe I never will be.
Maybe I've just spent too many years
steeped in rage to really change.
You know, before I caught Supergirl,
I was downtown at a rally.
An anti-alien group. Full of extremists.
It was awful.
I almost...
A friend of mine, Fiona,
she's missing, too.
Another alien. Missing.
Just because I chose to lay down arms.
And I left you here to pick
up the pieces at the DEO.
How are you managing?
I'm good now.
Look,
if you really want to help,
you can search
for them telepathically.
All right.
What's happening?
Why am I in here? Get me out!
Hey, it's okay.
Just breathe. I'm here.
Mercy fired Kryptonite into the air.
I can't breathe. I can't breathe.
No, no. Hey, look at me.
You're fine. This suit is
keeping you alive.
Okay, so, just breathe.
I'm okay.
Tell me everything.
What is this?
Who are you people?
Relax, man. Anything for the cause.
Okay.
Make it look convincing.
It's going to look real convincing.
I thought we didn't kill humans.
He wasn't human.
He was loose ends.
When can I take this off?
When the air is 100% Kryptonite-free.
But I can't just sit here.
This armor has
the exact amount of energy
to filter out the Kryptonite
from your system.
If you use this to fight...
- But...
- But nothing.
- I know what I'm doing.
- And I don't?
Director Danvers.
I will check on you later.
There's been an incident at Site B.
- What incident?
- It's Mercy Graves, ma'am.
We need to get down there now.
They're already gone.
- Casualties?
- One.
Another agent who turned.
Man, you picked the wrong house.
Don't think so.
Man, your age lives alone.
No personal history to be found.
A bit dodgy, that. Red flags.
So, tell me, J'onn J'onzz,
how do you know Fiona?
- You're her fiance.
- That I am.
Luckiest man in the world.
Only, Fiona dropped off the radar.
Not like her.
And you seemed to have spent
some time following her about.
- Fiona's just a friend.
- Well, friend,
I'll ask you once more.
Where is she?
Today is not the day to push me.
Not from around here, are we?
Relax, man. Weren't going to hurt you.
"Today is not the day to push me."
We're on the same side.
- This is Fi's handwriting.
- Yeah, it's a badge number.
And this is the cop it belongs to.
Fiona was looking into him.
And I tried to follow up,
but I got derailed.
- Family emergency.
- Officer Petrocelli?
- What, thorns in his garden?
- I think so.
Then I am just buzzing to meet him.
He's got tricks.
I'd be careful if I were you.
Ah, don't worry. You've got
tricks, I've got tricks, too.
You got a name
to go with those tricks?
Right. How rude of me.
I'm Manchester Black.
Do you know what we do
to people like you?
Good morning, Kopy and Hellgrammite.
Careful. You so much
as touch that thing...
What is that?
It's a parasite. Like you.
Scary talk from a coward in a mask.
"Coward in a mask."
This mask signifies that it doesn't
matter who I am. Who am I?
I'm just a small piece
of something much bigger,
something necessary.
Something that will
restore this planet
to its rightful inhabitants.
Just a moment.
Now you're a part of it, too.
When we get out of here...
All right, team, listen up.
As you may have heard by now,
two of our agents have
turned against us,
against the very thing
that this agency stands for,
and that is to protect
this planet from all threats.
And that's from humans
and aliens alike.
So, if at any point,
you find yourself wavering,
I want you to take a moment
and look around
and remember why you signed up.
We'll lean on each other,
like we always have.
I believe in the DEO
because I believe in every one of you.
I came for a pint. I think
you've got the better idea.
What he's having.
Leave the bottle.
Lost my job
to one of those roaches today.
- Sorry. I get a few in me...
- No, no, no.
I've been hearing that a lot lately.
- It's disgusting.
- It is.
To us then.
I'm trying, Father.
Just like you taught me.
But every time I reach out,
all I feel is anger.
That scares me
because the anger is all mine.
You said you'd be with me.
So, prove it.
Show me.
J'onn.
Fiona.
And the next one. Huh?
The next rally, when might that be?
Who cares?
The real show is happening tonight.
Columbia and Fourth, that's
where everyone is gonna go.
What's happening tonight?
- Can't tell you. She'd...
- She?
Mercy. Mercy...
Americans, man. No idea how to drink.
Did you get anything from him?
Just kept whispering "Mercy."
It mean something to you?
Mercy Graves hurt
somebody I care about.
I looked for her and...
I heard Fiona's voice.
I think Mercy may be
holding her captive.
Heard her? How?
I'm a telepath.
Let's lead with that next time.
I think Fiona is trying
to make contact with me.
He said his mates had something
nasty planned for tonight.
Maybe that's where we can
meet this Mercy of yours.
Columbia and Fourth.
What's over there?
They're going for the precinct
on Fourth Street.
Echo Team, I want you on me.
Kilo Team, you're behind us
on overwatch. Let's go.
- I'm coming with you.
- The hell you are.
I'm literally wearing armor.
And I told you that
that armor is using
everything it's got to keep you safe.
If you do anything else in it...
I've fought at half capacity before.
I can do this.
There is a chain of command here.
I know what I'm capable of,
and you need my help.
What I need is for you
to do exactly what I say.
- Howdy.
- Evening.
Howdy.
Weren't you just...
- Howdy.
- Howdy.
- Howdy.
- Howdy.
Sorry, we'll be providing
the excessive force today.
It's a freaking Whac-A-Mole.
I told you to stay put!
You know I can't do that.
Supergirl!
Brainy, I need you here now.
Right. Up you get.
I'm not gonna hit you, but he will.
- Ahimsa.
- Stop!
It's Fi. Hey!
J'onn.
An alien attack this
evening at NCPD Rampart Division,
with reports of wounded officers.
We're told Supergirl was on the
scene in some form of armor,
but she appears injured
and there's no official word
on her condition.
She's fine.
Thirty more seconds and her suit
would've stopped filtering K-radiation.
- And she would be dead.
- Horribly so.
Is that Supergirl? Or one of
the blokes from Daft Punk?
Supergirl, unfortunately.
- Manchester Black, right?
- At your service.
I'm told you are the one
to thank for the heads-up.
- I'm sorry to hear about...
- Fiona.
Yeah. Do you know
why Mercy and Otis have her?
Fi's a psychic.
We think they're using her
to control the other aliens.
Targeted attacks to scare humans.
Director, President on the line
for you over in Mobile Command.
Excuse me.
President of what?
Director Danvers, I have tolerated you
while a proprietary device
was stolen on your watch,
while a rogue agent you recruited
set enemies of the state free.
And I've done everything possible
to lock down the situation.
And on top of that terrible
Sunday of incompetence,
Supergirl goes on
a fun suicide mission.
Supergirl is alive and we're
taking her back to the DEO.
Supergirl does not leave the
DEO unless I give the order.
Is that clear?
Yes, sir.
The country is already nervous.
They think an alien in the White
House has undermined our democracy.
It's created a powder keg.
Your job is to make the public
feel safe, not more at risk.
So, handle this.
Or so help me, I will have you...
That will be all, Director.
Where are we with filtering
the Kryptonite out of the air?
Nowhere.
We're wasting our time
because I've got nothing.
We're sprocked!
The best case scenario is
that Supergirl spends
the rest of her life confined
in a life support suit.
Unless, of course, you've been
hiding some sort of giant vacuum
that can suck every particle of
Kryptonite out of the atmosphere.
Okay. Wha...
Wait, are you crying?
No.
That's unanticipated.
What?
I'm not a robot.
I'm techno-organic. I have feelings.
You should be crying, too.
These are tears of logic.
Listen, I've been where you are now,
and believe you me, I have feelings.
Right now, I'm feeling intense rage.
I created this device
for good. To save Earth.
And once again, my technologies
have been stolen and abused.
I could murder someone right now.
Do humans feel like this all the time?
It's intense and disruptive.
How do you get anything done?
My solution?
- Boxes.
- Boxes.
Yes. What variety? Cardboard?
Wooden? Lucite?
Imaginary.
I want you to imagine that you're
full of tiny, itty-bitty boxes.
And then I want you
to take your feelings
and I want you to shove them
into those itty-bitty boxes.
And then I want you to take those
and shove them way deep down
till you forget you even had
feelings in the first place.
Then you and I are gonna do science
and get this air cleaned, understand?
Okay.
I've done it.
I feel much better.
Excellent.
Oh.
Actually, I figured it out.
It's nanites.
L-Corp owns
a nano-tech subdivision, yes?
Formerly Spheerical Industries.
We just have to reprogram the nanites
so that they can detect and filter the
Kryptonite out of the atmosphere.
We don't need a giant vacuum cleaner.
Just trillions of small ones.
I told you not to leave the premises.
I saved someone's life.
By jeopardizing your own.
I'm a hero, Alex. I take risks.
You are also an employee of the DEO.
We've been working together for years.
Why are you all of a sudden
acting like this?
Because I am the director now!
Okay? So if someone gets hurt,
that's on me.
And if someone escapes
and fills the air with Kryptonite,
that's on me!
And if you had died...
But I didn't die.
And if it were you,
you would have done
the exact same thing.
I am not going to stop
using my own judgment.
We have rules for a reason.
Otherwise this place would fall apart.
So, if you want to
continue working with me,
then you will obey orders.
And as your commanding officer,
this is your final warning.
I seem to recall
you telling me
that Supergirl was dead.
We never said it was official.
We'll make her dead.
The plan still stands.
Your plan is small.
Excuse me?
You want to show people
that aliens are monsters.
That's good, but you don't do that
by attacking their protectors,
the police, the DEO.
Yeah, that will make them afraid.
That'll make them feel fear,
up here, in their mind.
What you need to do is make
them feel it in their bones.
And how do you plan
on doing that exactly?
You show them
that they need to be
afraid for their children.
All right, forget the aliens.
We're looking for this woman,
Fiona Byrne.
We find her, we find them all.
Sitrep.
Lena and I have found a way to clear
the atmosphere of Kryptonite.
- We've reconfigured L-Corp...
- Okay, how long?
Uncertain. None of the nanites
have eaten Kryptonite before
and they're understandably
very nervous.
I don't wanna ask too much of
them, they're just nanites.
That word, "Ahimsa," it's Hindu?
It means non-violence.
Just something Fi used to say.
Tell me about her.
When I met Fi, I was...
Well, I guess
you'd call it "ganged up."
- Mmm.
- It was football hooligans.
Sorry, soccer hooligans.
Any excuse to break a window.
We worked for my dad.
He taught me how to win a fight.
It's easy, once you know the trick.
There's a switch in here.
Keeps you from hurting another person.
You can turn it on...
And off.
So, why did you stop?
I met Fi.
She kept the books for the gang.
Didn't hurt no one.
No one but me,
because one look from her,
and I was dead, man.
Gone, hers.
And she showed me...
Showed me other ways.
Non-violent ways.
Ahimsa.
Then the boys found out
she was an alien.
Wasn't safe there anymore.
So, I told her...
I told her to go to the States
so she'd be safe.
Wait a minute.
That ring...
I saw something like this.
Just a fragment, right before
I heard Fiona's voice.
Yeah, she has a matching one.
This is what I need.
A talisman.
Something on her person
with emotional weight.
I can use it like a cell tower
to amplify my link with her.
- Mr. Olsen.
- Hey.
- Everything okay?
- Of course, yeah. Um...
I just wanted to mention
how thankful I am.
'Cause, uh, I've been reading
about Ms. Grant,
and CatCo, and you.
You know what we do up here
is important, right?
I've also been reading
about matters of the law.
Did you know someone
could be prosecuted
for continued instances
of the same crime?
Yeah.
- I have a lawyer.
- Of course.
I'm not even saying you're thinking
of taking up the shield again.
But, if you were,
especially with
Supergirl down... Don't.
Is this the same Nia Nal I'm
talking to, the cub reporter
who convincingly and
rightfully convinced her boss
to act?
And to speak out when the
innocent are being attacked?
I know. I don't sound like myself.
But that's because this is different.
If you go out there again,
I have a feeling
something bad will happen.
Heroes go out there,
even when they know
something bad's gonna happen.
That's what makes them heroes.
- It's working.
- 'Ches.
Fi?
Can she hear me?
Here you are, darling.
You look an absolute state.
And you look perfect.
Did they hurt you?
Nothing I can't handle.
You were the first person to see this.
How can you not join me now?
Because it's no
longer in my path to fight.
I'm sorry, I cannot join your battle.
What's happening?
We need to move quick.
Fiona, do you know where you are?
I don't. They're using a parasite
to control my telepathy powers
to control other aliens.
I think they've got me near
some sort of a crowd.
I can smell cakes and sweets.
Like the pick 'n' mix.
And there's music.
- Bring her back.
- I can't.
- Why not?
- I can't!
I tried, Alex.
I tried to use prayer,
the power of my mind
to find Fiona, but...
Every time I think
I'm getting somewhere,
my mind is just hijacked with anger.
Violence, how I failed Kara.
It's no use, I'm not the man
my father hoped I'd be.
Only thing I've done right is
put you in charge of the DEO.
No, that's...
That's the only thing
that you've done wrong.
What?
Everything is my fault.
I mean, all of this, it's...
It's on me, okay?
A lot of bad things happened
here under my watch.
But I prevailed
because I trusted my gut,
and my people.
Alex, you have to trust your gut.
You do that and you will soar.
You realize that, um, wisdom
literally emanates from you?
You are exactly who your
father saw you would be.
How do we reconcile who we are
with who we wanna be, Alex?
We forgive ourselves.
Pacifism doesn't mean inaction.
It just means that you have to
learn how to fight
without raising the sword.
I was right to put you in charge.
Oh, that was too soon.
Okay, so, you tell me
everything that you saw. Okay?
We're gonna find Fiona
and the people who took her.
Yes, boss.
I'm scanning for anything
that draws a crowd
within 100 miles of National City.
Cross-referencing those events
with every item of food sold
at a pick 'n' mix
and every known
psychic energy signature.
So, have you found them?
Yes, of course. They're
at the National City Fair.
I'll go get Manchester.
Nice work, Brainiac.
Okay, assemble a strike
team, all available agents.
And make sure that they're
ready to go in five minutes.
Yes, ma'am.
Hypothetically,
what are the odds of us
winning without Supergirl?
Aliens being mind-controlled,
with no instinct
to protect themselves.
Only harm others.
The odds are not great.
And with her?
If she can handle
the fight, you will win.
But the atmosphere isn't
clear of Kryptonite.
Then finish getting it clear.
- You've been drafted.
- Wait, what?
Isn't there still Kryptonite
in the air?
I thought you were
doing things by the book.
I was.
But I really need you
out there with me.
I was scared.
Of failing, of letting everybody down.
The president, the country.
So, I thought
the rules would protect me
from screwing everything up.
Mmm. Danvers sisters have never
really been big on rules.
I know and I forgot that for a minute.
I'm sorry.
The only way that
we're gonna win this thing,
is if I trust my instincts
and I trust yours.
And you're right.
The air isn't fully clear.
So, this is a risk.
Do you think you can do it?
I know I can.
Then suit up.
No choice.
Hey! You smashed my Beebo.
That's a metaphor for life.
Will you stop
drawing attention to yourself?
We have a job to do.
- How are we doing?
- Aliens are mind-controlled.
So all good here.
Reported attack
at the National City Fair.
Police are on-scene securing the area,
and people are being advised to
stay clear of the fairgrounds.
The attack began earlier today
as people packed the fairgrounds...
Air quality at 75%.
Drop her.
Ooh, not the pies.
I can't believe he went.
Little boxes.
- Air check?
- Ninety percent.
That's still lethal if the suit fails.
You need to back off.
You need to try and conserve.
I've just gotta handle one more thing.
Over there.
Guys? Guys, we gotta go.
Guys?
What's happening?
The suit's taking too much damage.
So, power's being diverted
to life support.
I'll give you a jump.
You're gonna wanna hold still.
Thanks for the charge.
What's happening now?
I'm reading full systems failure.
The suit's locking down. I can't move.
- We should leave, sis.
- Not till we finish what we started.
Make her dead, got it.
Screw it.
I call this move "the can opener."
Ah, there's still Kryptonite
in the air, right?
So, uh, what happens if
I pull the trigger?
- No, stop!
- Air check.
The atmosphere is 99% clear.
Why are you protecting her?
Why are you protecting any of them?
- Look at what they do.
- They aren't doing this.
- You are.
- People need to be afraid.
Even if it means
we have to sell it to them.
100%.
Rerouting power away from life support.
Unlocking suit now.
Yeah, what she said.
Welcome to Otis... Oh.
No! We're fighting for freedom.
From roaches.
From...
Mercy!
Now, they're free.
Fi?
Hey, I'm here, love. I'm here.
I'm here, I'm here.
Here you are, darling.
Okay, okay. We need
to get her to a hospital.
No. I held on for you.
I know, love. But there has
to be something we can do.
There has to be something we can do.
- I could take away her pain.
- Then do it!
Please, man.
Hey.
I'm here, I'm here.
Just promise me...
No, stop it.
- Promise me.
- No.
Please don't be angry.
I know you'll want to.
I love you, Manchester.
I love you.
I don't want you to leave me.
I'll look after you.
I promise I'll look after you.
That's my girl.
Fi?
Fi?
Why me, man?
They took my baby.
They took my baby, man.
Why, man? Why, man?
I know that in all likelyhood you'll
want to jump back into work.
But?
But...
What's going on?
Congratulations, Director Danvers.
All right, we put one
in the win column.
And that's... That's because of you.
You all should be
so proud of yourselves.
- May I help you?
- Hi. I'm Colonel Lauren Haley.
- Hi.
- POTUS sent me.
Given how you disobeyed direct orders,
he thought you might
need some oversight.
And how long
will you be with us, Colonel?
As long as it takes.
It just should've been a discussion.
What did you expect me to do,
just sit here?
What if you'd been sent to prison?
Yeah, about that.
I talked to my lawyer.
It's weird. I... No new charges.
No indictment.
The cops might even deputize Guardian.
I know, it's, uh...
It worked out better than...
...I could have possibly imagined.
- Hey, kid, what's up?
- You're trending.
Yeah?
In a bad way.
"Roaches crushed
by Guardian's boot." What?
"Humans strike back strong."
"Guardian of Liberty."
Yes.
Mmm, I really need those.
- Do you have any, um...
- Rhubarb? Yeah, three.
What do you think this is,
amateur hour?
The queen of pies.
Thank you.
Hey, you okay?
Oh, I've dealt with much worse than G.I.
Jane coming to babysit me.
Yeah, but she wouldn't be here
if I had followed your orders.
I'm sorry, where was
this attitude six hours ago?
- I'm sorry.
- Hey...
You followed your instincts.
And I followed mine,
so there's no apologies.
Being a leader means
doing what needs to get done
and taking the consequences.
So, we did the right thing.
Well, hell or high water,
- I've got your back.
- Mmm.
Hell or high water.
Oh, speaking of, can you please
scratch this one spot...
- Oh, absolutely not.
- I was in a full body cast.
- I know.
- I can't... It's really bothering me.
- No.
- It's... Ow!
How much for the lot?
_
_
They're dead.
Mercy and Otis.
Supergirl is back.
What are we supposed to do?
Stop! Stop. Stop.
What did I tell you? There is no
"we." It doesn't matter who we are.
It doesn't matter who leads us.
Jensen, the only thing
that matters is that
you joined up for a reason. Right?
And that reason is because
you wanted to make something
of yourself. Right?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Let's see what we can make.
Okay.
I'm from Krypton.
I'm a refugee on this planet.
I was sent to Earth
to protect my cousin.
But my pod got knocked off course.
And by the time I got here,
my cousin had already grown up
and become... Superman.
I hid who I really was until one day
when an accident forced me
to reveal myself to the world.
To most people, I'm a reporter
at CatCo Worldwide Media.
But in secret I work
with my adopted sister
at the DEO to protect
this planet I call my home
from anyone
that means to cause it harm.
I am Supergirl.
Previously on Supergirl...
I need to find Mercy and Otis Graves.
They worked for Cadmus.
I made a vow to live a peaceful life,
stand up for people
in a different way.
This is Fiona.
She's organizing other monsters
to defend themselves against us.
"Protect the aliens."
Who's gonna protect us?
If Mr. Olsen were to
resume his role as Guardian,
he will be subject
to immediate arrest.
Your assistance will be greatly noted.
Earth first.
Well, she's alive.
It's only a matter of time
before she's conscious.
She's strong.
Emotionally maybe.
But her pulse is erratic.
She's sick.
The suit is still filtering the
Kryptonite out of her system.
Well, then, we do
what we can while we wait.
Starting with the atmosphere.
Lena, I want you and Brainy to
work on getting the air clean.
It's the only way we're going
to get her out of that thing.
Will do.
If you're in your mind palace,
tell Streaky I said, "Hi."
I have my shield on me. I can
help you find Mercy and Otis.
No. If you go out as Guardian,
you'll be arrested.
She's right. We already have
enough boots on the ground.
Hey.
- Are you all right?
- No, I am not.
Look, you saved her, J'onn.
She came to me
to help her fight this, Alex.
I turned her down.
It was more important for me
to keep my vow of non-violence
than to fight by Kara's side.
You chose to honor a new path.
What if I'm just making a big mistake?
My father was
a great spiritual leader.
Maybe I never will be.
Maybe I've just spent too many years
steeped in rage to really change.
You know, before I caught Supergirl,
I was downtown at a rally.
An anti-alien group. Full of extremists.
It was awful.
I almost...
A friend of mine, Fiona,
she's missing, too.
Another alien. Missing.
Just because I chose to lay down arms.
And I left you here to pick
up the pieces at the DEO.
How are you managing?
I'm good now.
Look,
if you really want to help,
you can search
for them telepathically.
All right.
What's happening?
Why am I in here? Get me out!
Hey, it's okay.
Just breathe. I'm here.
Mercy fired Kryptonite into the air.
I can't breathe. I can't breathe.
No, no. Hey, look at me.
You're fine. This suit is
keeping you alive.
Okay, so, just breathe.
I'm okay.
Tell me everything.
What is this?
Who are you people?
Relax, man. Anything for the cause.
Okay.
Make it look convincing.
It's going to look real convincing.
I thought we didn't kill humans.
He wasn't human.
He was loose ends.
When can I take this off?
When the air is 100% Kryptonite-free.
But I can't just sit here.
This armor has
the exact amount of energy
to filter out the Kryptonite
from your system.
If you use this to fight...
- But...
- But nothing.
- I know what I'm doing.
- And I don't?
Director Danvers.
I will check on you later.
There's been an incident at Site B.
- What incident?
- It's Mercy Graves, ma'am.
We need to get down there now.
They're already gone.
- Casualties?
- One.
Another agent who turned.
Man, you picked the wrong house.
Don't think so.
Man, your age lives alone.
No personal history to be found.
A bit dodgy, that. Red flags.
So, tell me, J'onn J'onzz,
how do you know Fiona?
- You're her fiance.
- That I am.
Luckiest man in the world.
Only, Fiona dropped off the radar.
Not like her.
And you seemed to have spent
some time following her about.
- Fiona's just a friend.
- Well, friend,
I'll ask you once more.
Where is she?
Today is not the day to push me.
Not from around here, are we?
Relax, man. Weren't going to hurt you.
"Today is not the day to push me."
We're on the same side.
- This is Fi's handwriting.
- Yeah, it's a badge number.
And this is the cop it belongs to.
Fiona was looking into him.
And I tried to follow up,
but I got derailed.
- Family emergency.
- Officer Petrocelli?
- What, thorns in his garden?
- I think so.
Then I am just buzzing to meet him.
He's got tricks.
I'd be careful if I were you.
Ah, don't worry. You've got
tricks, I've got tricks, too.
You got a name
to go with those tricks?
Right. How rude of me.
I'm Manchester Black.
Do you know what we do
to people like you?
Good morning, Kopy and Hellgrammite.
Careful. You so much
as touch that thing...
What is that?
It's a parasite. Like you.
Scary talk from a coward in a mask.
"Coward in a mask."
This mask signifies that it doesn't
matter who I am. Who am I?
I'm just a small piece
of something much bigger,
something necessary.
Something that will
restore this planet
to its rightful inhabitants.
Just a moment.
Now you're a part of it, too.
When we get out of here...
All right, team, listen up.
As you may have heard by now,
two of our agents have
turned against us,
against the very thing
that this agency stands for,
and that is to protect
this planet from all threats.
And that's from humans
and aliens alike.
So, if at any point,
you find yourself wavering,
I want you to take a moment
and look around
and remember why you signed up.
We'll lean on each other,
like we always have.
I believe in the DEO
because I believe in every one of you.
I came for a pint. I think
you've got the better idea.
What he's having.
Leave the bottle.
Lost my job
to one of those roaches today.
- Sorry. I get a few in me...
- No, no, no.
I've been hearing that a lot lately.
- It's disgusting.
- It is.
To us then.
I'm trying, Father.
Just like you taught me.
But every time I reach out,
all I feel is anger.
That scares me
because the anger is all mine.
You said you'd be with me.
So, prove it.
Show me.
J'onn.
Fiona.
And the next one. Huh?
The next rally, when might that be?
Who cares?
The real show is happening tonight.
Columbia and Fourth, that's
where everyone is gonna go.
What's happening tonight?
- Can't tell you. She'd...
- She?
Mercy. Mercy...
Americans, man. No idea how to drink.
Did you get anything from him?
Just kept whispering "Mercy."
It mean something to you?
Mercy Graves hurt
somebody I care about.
I looked for her and...
I heard Fiona's voice.
I think Mercy may be
holding her captive.
Heard her? How?
I'm a telepath.
Let's lead with that next time.
I think Fiona is trying
to make contact with me.
He said his mates had something
nasty planned for tonight.
Maybe that's where we can
meet this Mercy of yours.
Columbia and Fourth.
What's over there?
They're going for the precinct
on Fourth Street.
Echo Team, I want you on me.
Kilo Team, you're behind us
on overwatch. Let's go.
- I'm coming with you.
- The hell you are.
I'm literally wearing armor.
And I told you that
that armor is using
everything it's got to keep you safe.
If you do anything else in it...
I've fought at half capacity before.
I can do this.
There is a chain of command here.
I know what I'm capable of,
and you need my help.
What I need is for you
to do exactly what I say.
- Howdy.
- Evening.
Howdy.
Weren't you just...
- Howdy.
- Howdy.
- Howdy.
- Howdy.
Sorry, we'll be providing
the excessive force today.
It's a freaking Whac-A-Mole.
I told you to stay put!
You know I can't do that.
Supergirl!
Brainy, I need you here now.
Right. Up you get.
I'm not gonna hit you, but he will.
- Ahimsa.
- Stop!
It's Fi. Hey!
J'onn.
An alien attack this
evening at NCPD Rampart Division,
with reports of wounded officers.
We're told Supergirl was on the
scene in some form of armor,
but she appears injured
and there's no official word
on her condition.
She's fine.
Thirty more seconds and her suit
would've stopped filtering K-radiation.
- And she would be dead.
- Horribly so.
Is that Supergirl? Or one of
the blokes from Daft Punk?
Supergirl, unfortunately.
- Manchester Black, right?
- At your service.
I'm told you are the one
to thank for the heads-up.
- I'm sorry to hear about...
- Fiona.
Yeah. Do you know
why Mercy and Otis have her?
Fi's a psychic.
We think they're using her
to control the other aliens.
Targeted attacks to scare humans.
Director, President on the line
for you over in Mobile Command.
Excuse me.
President of what?
Director Danvers, I have tolerated you
while a proprietary device
was stolen on your watch,
while a rogue agent you recruited
set enemies of the state free.
And I've done everything possible
to lock down the situation.
And on top of that terrible
Sunday of incompetence,
Supergirl goes on
a fun suicide mission.
Supergirl is alive and we're
taking her back to the DEO.
Supergirl does not leave the
DEO unless I give the order.
Is that clear?
Yes, sir.
The country is already nervous.
They think an alien in the White
House has undermined our democracy.
It's created a powder keg.
Your job is to make the public
feel safe, not more at risk.
So, handle this.
Or so help me, I will have you...
That will be all, Director.
Where are we with filtering
the Kryptonite out of the air?
Nowhere.
We're wasting our time
because I've got nothing.
We're sprocked!
The best case scenario is
that Supergirl spends
the rest of her life confined
in a life support suit.
Unless, of course, you've been
hiding some sort of giant vacuum
that can suck every particle of
Kryptonite out of the atmosphere.
Okay. Wha...
Wait, are you crying?
No.
That's unanticipated.
What?
I'm not a robot.
I'm techno-organic. I have feelings.
You should be crying, too.
These are tears of logic.
Listen, I've been where you are now,
and believe you me, I have feelings.
Right now, I'm feeling intense rage.
I created this device
for good. To save Earth.
And once again, my technologies
have been stolen and abused.
I could murder someone right now.
Do humans feel like this all the time?
It's intense and disruptive.
How do you get anything done?
My solution?
- Boxes.
- Boxes.
Yes. What variety? Cardboard?
Wooden? Lucite?
Imaginary.
I want you to imagine that you're
full of tiny, itty-bitty boxes.
And then I want you
to take your feelings
and I want you to shove them
into those itty-bitty boxes.
And then I want you to take those
and shove them way deep down
till you forget you even had
feelings in the first place.
Then you and I are gonna do science
and get this air cleaned, understand?
Okay.
I've done it.
I feel much better.
Excellent.
Oh.
Actually, I figured it out.
It's nanites.
L-Corp owns
a nano-tech subdivision, yes?
Formerly Spheerical Industries.
We just have to reprogram the nanites
so that they can detect and filter the
Kryptonite out of the atmosphere.
We don't need a giant vacuum cleaner.
Just trillions of small ones.
I told you not to leave the premises.
I saved someone's life.
By jeopardizing your own.
I'm a hero, Alex. I take risks.
You are also an employee of the DEO.
We've been working together for years.
Why are you all of a sudden
acting like this?
Because I am the director now!
Okay? So if someone gets hurt,
that's on me.
And if someone escapes
and fills the air with Kryptonite,
that's on me!
And if you had died...
But I didn't die.
And if it were you,
you would have done
the exact same thing.
I am not going to stop
using my own judgment.
We have rules for a reason.
Otherwise this place would fall apart.
So, if you want to
continue working with me,
then you will obey orders.
And as your commanding officer,
this is your final warning.
I seem to recall
you telling me
that Supergirl was dead.
We never said it was official.
We'll make her dead.
The plan still stands.
Your plan is small.
Excuse me?
You want to show people
that aliens are monsters.
That's good, but you don't do that
by attacking their protectors,
the police, the DEO.
Yeah, that will make them afraid.
That'll make them feel fear,
up here, in their mind.
What you need to do is make
them feel it in their bones.
And how do you plan
on doing that exactly?
You show them
that they need to be
afraid for their children.
All right, forget the aliens.
We're looking for this woman,
Fiona Byrne.
We find her, we find them all.
Sitrep.
Lena and I have found a way to clear
the atmosphere of Kryptonite.
- We've reconfigured L-Corp...
- Okay, how long?
Uncertain. None of the nanites
have eaten Kryptonite before
and they're understandably
very nervous.
I don't wanna ask too much of
them, they're just nanites.
That word, "Ahimsa," it's Hindu?
It means non-violence.
Just something Fi used to say.
Tell me about her.
When I met Fi, I was...
Well, I guess
you'd call it "ganged up."
- Mmm.
- It was football hooligans.
Sorry, soccer hooligans.
Any excuse to break a window.
We worked for my dad.
He taught me how to win a fight.
It's easy, once you know the trick.
There's a switch in here.
Keeps you from hurting another person.
You can turn it on...
And off.
So, why did you stop?
I met Fi.
She kept the books for the gang.
Didn't hurt no one.
No one but me,
because one look from her,
and I was dead, man.
Gone, hers.
And she showed me...
Showed me other ways.
Non-violent ways.
Ahimsa.
Then the boys found out
she was an alien.
Wasn't safe there anymore.
So, I told her...
I told her to go to the States
so she'd be safe.
Wait a minute.
That ring...
I saw something like this.
Just a fragment, right before
I heard Fiona's voice.
Yeah, she has a matching one.
This is what I need.
A talisman.
Something on her person
with emotional weight.
I can use it like a cell tower
to amplify my link with her.
- Mr. Olsen.
- Hey.
- Everything okay?
- Of course, yeah. Um...
I just wanted to mention
how thankful I am.
'Cause, uh, I've been reading
about Ms. Grant,
and CatCo, and you.
You know what we do up here
is important, right?
I've also been reading
about matters of the law.
Did you know someone
could be prosecuted
for continued instances
of the same crime?
Yeah.
- I have a lawyer.
- Of course.
I'm not even saying you're thinking
of taking up the shield again.
But, if you were,
especially with
Supergirl down... Don't.
Is this the same Nia Nal I'm
talking to, the cub reporter
who convincingly and
rightfully convinced her boss
to act?
And to speak out when the
innocent are being attacked?
I know. I don't sound like myself.
But that's because this is different.
If you go out there again,
I have a feeling
something bad will happen.
Heroes go out there,
even when they know
something bad's gonna happen.
That's what makes them heroes.
- It's working.
- 'Ches.
Fi?
Can she hear me?
Here you are, darling.
You look an absolute state.
And you look perfect.
Did they hurt you?
Nothing I can't handle.
You were the first person to see this.
How can you not join me now?
Because it's no
longer in my path to fight.
I'm sorry, I cannot join your battle.
What's happening?
We need to move quick.
Fiona, do you know where you are?
I don't. They're using a parasite
to control my telepathy powers
to control other aliens.
I think they've got me near
some sort of a crowd.
I can smell cakes and sweets.
Like the pick 'n' mix.
And there's music.
- Bring her back.
- I can't.
- Why not?
- I can't!
I tried, Alex.
I tried to use prayer,
the power of my mind
to find Fiona, but...
Every time I think
I'm getting somewhere,
my mind is just hijacked with anger.
Violence, how I failed Kara.
It's no use, I'm not the man
my father hoped I'd be.
Only thing I've done right is
put you in charge of the DEO.
No, that's...
That's the only thing
that you've done wrong.
What?
Everything is my fault.
I mean, all of this, it's...
It's on me, okay?
A lot of bad things happened
here under my watch.
But I prevailed
because I trusted my gut,
and my people.
Alex, you have to trust your gut.
You do that and you will soar.
You realize that, um, wisdom
literally emanates from you?
You are exactly who your
father saw you would be.
How do we reconcile who we are
with who we wanna be, Alex?
We forgive ourselves.
Pacifism doesn't mean inaction.
It just means that you have to
learn how to fight
without raising the sword.
I was right to put you in charge.
Oh, that was too soon.
Okay, so, you tell me
everything that you saw. Okay?
We're gonna find Fiona
and the people who took her.
Yes, boss.
I'm scanning for anything
that draws a crowd
within 100 miles of National City.
Cross-referencing those events
with every item of food sold
at a pick 'n' mix
and every known
psychic energy signature.
So, have you found them?
Yes, of course. They're
at the National City Fair.
I'll go get Manchester.
Nice work, Brainiac.
Okay, assemble a strike
team, all available agents.
And make sure that they're
ready to go in five minutes.
Yes, ma'am.
Hypothetically,
what are the odds of us
winning without Supergirl?
Aliens being mind-controlled,
with no instinct
to protect themselves.
Only harm others.
The odds are not great.
And with her?
If she can handle
the fight, you will win.
But the atmosphere isn't
clear of Kryptonite.
Then finish getting it clear.
- You've been drafted.
- Wait, what?
Isn't there still Kryptonite
in the air?
I thought you were
doing things by the book.
I was.
But I really need you
out there with me.
I was scared.
Of failing, of letting everybody down.
The president, the country.
So, I thought
the rules would protect me
from screwing everything up.
Mmm. Danvers sisters have never
really been big on rules.
I know and I forgot that for a minute.
I'm sorry.
The only way that
we're gonna win this thing,
is if I trust my instincts
and I trust yours.
And you're right.
The air isn't fully clear.
So, this is a risk.
Do you think you can do it?
I know I can.
Then suit up.
No choice.
Hey! You smashed my Beebo.
That's a metaphor for life.
Will you stop
drawing attention to yourself?
We have a job to do.
- How are we doing?
- Aliens are mind-controlled.
So all good here.
Reported attack
at the National City Fair.
Police are on-scene securing the area,
and people are being advised to
stay clear of the fairgrounds.
The attack began earlier today
as people packed the fairgrounds...
Air quality at 75%.
Drop her.
Ooh, not the pies.
I can't believe he went.
Little boxes.
- Air check?
- Ninety percent.
That's still lethal if the suit fails.
You need to back off.
You need to try and conserve.
I've just gotta handle one more thing.
Over there.
Guys? Guys, we gotta go.
Guys?
What's happening?
The suit's taking too much damage.
So, power's being diverted
to life support.
I'll give you a jump.
You're gonna wanna hold still.
Thanks for the charge.
What's happening now?
I'm reading full systems failure.
The suit's locking down. I can't move.
- We should leave, sis.
- Not till we finish what we started.
Make her dead, got it.
Screw it.
I call this move "the can opener."
Ah, there's still Kryptonite
in the air, right?
So, uh, what happens if
I pull the trigger?
- No, stop!
- Air check.
The atmosphere is 99% clear.
Why are you protecting her?
Why are you protecting any of them?
- Look at what they do.
- They aren't doing this.
- You are.
- People need to be afraid.
Even if it means
we have to sell it to them.
100%.
Rerouting power away from life support.
Unlocking suit now.
Yeah, what she said.
Welcome to Otis... Oh.
No! We're fighting for freedom.
From roaches.
From...
Mercy!
Now, they're free.
Fi?
Hey, I'm here, love. I'm here.
I'm here, I'm here.
Here you are, darling.
Okay, okay. We need
to get her to a hospital.
No. I held on for you.
I know, love. But there has
to be something we can do.
There has to be something we can do.
- I could take away her pain.
- Then do it!
Please, man.
Hey.
I'm here, I'm here.
Just promise me...
No, stop it.
- Promise me.
- No.
Please don't be angry.
I know you'll want to.
I love you, Manchester.
I love you.
I don't want you to leave me.
I'll look after you.
I promise I'll look after you.
That's my girl.
Fi?
Fi?
Why me, man?
They took my baby.
They took my baby, man.
Why, man? Why, man?
I know that in all likelyhood you'll
want to jump back into work.
But?
But...
What's going on?
Congratulations, Director Danvers.
All right, we put one
in the win column.
And that's... That's because of you.
You all should be
so proud of yourselves.
- May I help you?
- Hi. I'm Colonel Lauren Haley.
- Hi.
- POTUS sent me.
Given how you disobeyed direct orders,
he thought you might
need some oversight.
And how long
will you be with us, Colonel?
As long as it takes.
It just should've been a discussion.
What did you expect me to do,
just sit here?
What if you'd been sent to prison?
Yeah, about that.
I talked to my lawyer.
It's weird. I... No new charges.
No indictment.
The cops might even deputize Guardian.
I know, it's, uh...
It worked out better than...
...I could have possibly imagined.
- Hey, kid, what's up?
- You're trending.
Yeah?
In a bad way.
"Roaches crushed
by Guardian's boot." What?
"Humans strike back strong."
"Guardian of Liberty."
Yes.
Mmm, I really need those.
- Do you have any, um...
- Rhubarb? Yeah, three.
What do you think this is,
amateur hour?
The queen of pies.
Thank you.
Hey, you okay?
Oh, I've dealt with much worse than G.I.
Jane coming to babysit me.
Yeah, but she wouldn't be here
if I had followed your orders.
I'm sorry, where was
this attitude six hours ago?
- I'm sorry.
- Hey...
You followed your instincts.
And I followed mine,
so there's no apologies.
Being a leader means
doing what needs to get done
and taking the consequences.
So, we did the right thing.
Well, hell or high water,
- I've got your back.
- Mmm.
Hell or high water.
Oh, speaking of, can you please
scratch this one spot...
- Oh, absolutely not.
- I was in a full body cast.
- I know.
- I can't... It's really bothering me.
- No.
- It's... Ow!
How much for the lot?
_
_
They're dead.
Mercy and Otis.
Supergirl is back.
What are we supposed to do?
Stop! Stop. Stop.
What did I tell you? There is no
"we." It doesn't matter who we are.
It doesn't matter who leads us.
Jensen, the only thing
that matters is that
you joined up for a reason. Right?
And that reason is because
you wanted to make something
of yourself. Right?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Let's see what we can make.
Okay.