The Flash (2014–…): Season 4, Episode 10 - The Trial of The Flash - full transcript
Joe and Iris must decide how far they're willing to go to keep Barry out of prison as his trial for the murder of Clifford DeVoe begins.
- My name is Barry Allen,
and I am
the fastest man alive.
To the outside world,
I'm an ordinary
forensic scientist.
But secretly, with the help
of my friends
at S.T.A.R. Labs,
I fight crime
and find other meta-humans
like me.
But I became lost in time.
It took everything
in my friends' power
to bring me back,
and in doing so
our world was opened up
to new threats.
And I'm the only one
fast enough to stop them.
I am the Flash.
- Previously on "The Flash"...
Some sort of evil secretary?
- You tell me.
- I am now,
and forever will be,
my husband's partner.
- Pleased to meet you,
Dominic Lanse.
- Hello, Mr. Allen.
- Devoe, if you
hurt my family--
- I have no interest
in your family.
Besides, you're
gonna need someone
to miss you when you're gone.
- I left something for you.
I don't have need
for it anymore.
- Barry Allen,
you're under arrest
for the murder
of Clifford Devoe.
- My name is Barry Allen.
And I'm an innocent man.
I know that you'll find
my fingerprints
all over his body.
And I know that you'll find
his DNA on mine.
But I don't know
who stabbed him...
Or how he ended up in my loft.
All I can tell you
is I'm being framed...
For something I didn't do.
I didn't kill Clifford Devoe.
All right, Allen,
let's run it back
from the beginning.
- This is exactly
what Devoe wanted.
I mean, we all played right
into his plan, especially me.
- Why would Devoe want
to orchestrate all of this?
- I don't know,
but we know that this started
when I was still
in the Speed Force.
- Dominic's power must have
allowed Devoe
to inhabit his body.
We should've been
on top of this earlier.
- What about
the other metas on the bus?
Why create them?
Part of a larger plan?
- How are you even here
right now, Allen?
Aren't you on house arrest?
- Yeah, well--
- He's at Joe's, actually.
Either that
or the courthouse.
I managed to hack into
the ankle monitor GPS.
- That's not
the only thing Cisco hacked.
When you came
out of the Speed Force,
you were talking
gibberish at CCPD.
You said something about
not wanting to kill anyone.
- I digitally scrubbed
a video.
Last thing we want
is somebody hearing something
we don't want them to hear.
- Your Honor, I'm innocent.
I didn't do this.
I didn't kill anyone.
Yeah, I mean, I don't remember
saying any of that.
- No.
- We should look
at everything else he said
when he first came out
of the Speed Force.
Might give us a clue.
- That's a good idea.
- Okay, guys,
but remember,
I mean, considering all the
evidence they have against me,
this trial is not even
gonna last very long.
- Okay, but with Cecile
taking a leave of absence
to represent you, you got
the best lawyer in town.
- Yeah,
- I mean, even if they did
find you guilty, it's not like
any prison can hold you.
- Well, I'm not gonna run.
I won't be a fugitive.
If I'm convicted,
I have to go to prison.
- We're not gonna let
that happen.
- Right.
Let's get to work.
- We should get
to the courthouse.
- Yeah.
- They say the first year
of marriage
is always the hardest,
but I never thought my husband
being on trial for murder
would be one of the challenges.
- We have been through so much.
We'll get through this too.
I know the Speed Force gave you
a new outlook on life, but...
I don't know if being positive
is enough right now.
- I'm just trying to be strong
for the team and for you.
Remember, we're The Flash.
- We're The Flash.
- Ralph, hold up.
Listen, I'm not gonna let
Barry go to prison.
I failed his dad,
I'm not gonna fail him.
I need your help.
As in the stretchy kind?
- As in the underhanded
private investigator kind.
- Oh, ha, no offense taken.
- Come on.
- Science has long pondered
what would be required
to successfully
transfer consciousness
from one living being
to another.
But we've accomplished
far beyond
a simple transfer
of consciousness.
We've extracted that
which elevates our humanity
and added upon it.
I am both who I was before...
- And who I desire to become.
- Yes, you are, my love.
- My hand still feels
foreign upon your flesh.
And you don't care for it.
- No, I do.
- As I said, I inherited
my host's ability
to read thoughts.
We have never lied
to each other before.
Let's not begin now.
Okay.
- Marlize, my love...
See past this body.
See past these eyes.
See me, Clifford.
I am nothing without you.
- Your Honor, ladies
and gentleman of the jury,
If you don't understand what it
is I'm about to tell you today,
you need to do something.
I need you
to believe in the impossible.
As children, we're taught that
the police are there
to protect us, to serve.
We're told that our tax dollars
go toward training them
to be the champions
of the city.
But for some of us,
it still seems impossible
that a police investigator,
one of Central City's finest,
could betray that trust.
And even worse, under the guise
of upholding the law
to commit the most heinous act
that one person can carry out
against another.
But that is exactly
what Barry Allen did.
Now, the prosecution
will prove beyond any doubt
that he stood among us
a wolf in sheep's clothing.
But here's the thing.
Barry Allen wears a mask,
used his connection
to the law,
his experience
as a police investigator,
especially as
a crime scene technician,
to stalk a beloved
professor and husband
and murder Clifford Devoe
in cold blood.
- All right, Mr. Borwin,
just sign on the dotted line
and your savings account
is all set up.
- Appreciate your helping me
out, I want to get this right.
It's my first savings account.
You okay?
- Yeah.
Just a little lightheaded
before lunch, I guess.
Have a great day.
- Ladies and gentleman,
the document in my hand,
it's a court-issued
restraining order.
It's issued to Marlize Devoe,
the wife of the victim,
on behalf of her husband
against a
Mr. Bartholomew Henry Allen.
Now if you'd like a better
look, I have a bigger copy.
And if you'll allow me
to call out
what's written underneath
"reason for order issue,"
harassment.
The defendant was seen
just days earlier,
illegally breaking and entering
into the victim's house,
searching through
the victim's effects.
A man obsessed.
Barry Allen's
skin cells were found
under the nails of the victim.
Now imagine that, if you can,
Mr. Devoe,
a man in a wheelchair,
desperately trying
to defend himself
as Mr. Allen
sought to overpower him.
And finally,
this is the knife
that was used
to kill Clifford Devoe.
If it looks new,
that's because it is.
It was a wedding gift
to Mr. Allen.
Now let's just let that
sink in for a moment.
This was supposed
to commemorate
the most joyous moment
in a couple's lives.
But instead Mr. Allen used it
to forever separate a couple
from one another.
He used a wedding gift
as a murder weapon.
That is a special kind of evil.
Defendant showed
an absolute disregard...
Cisco,
there's a meta attack downtown.
We got to go.
- Brazen callousness...
- I'll stay here with Barry.
- When you're done,
could I get some coverage
of the work stations?
Detective, would you get
a statement please?
Mr. Ramon.
- Captain.
- Well, vintage Central City.
Meaning another weird one.
No data breach, nothing stolen.
Everyone just collapsed.
I have officers at the hospital
interviewing people now,
but so far,
no one knows anything.
- Hmm.
- Whoa.
Dark matter city.
Yeah, we're definitely
dealing with a meta here.
- You want to see what kind of
perimeter we're dealing with?
- You read my mind.
- Hey, Joe, you sure you're
okay to run this case?
Because I totally understand
if you need a little
more time, uh...
- Uh, I'm fine, really.
I may have to go over
to the courthouse later.
- Yeah, I'm, uh...
I'm actually heading
over there myself.
The prosecution
called me to testify.
I'm sorry, Joe.
You know how much
I care about Barry,
but I have to tell
them what I know.
- I get it, you got to do
what you got to do.
- Yeah.
- Do I need
to repeat the question?
- No, I heard it.
The person standing over
Clifford Devoe's body
was Barry Allen.
- No further questions,
Your Honor.
- Captain Singh, you stated
that you interviewed
Barry Allen five years ago
for the job of CSI.
I wonder, what was your
first impression of him?
- He was young.
Had half the experience
of everyone else I interviewed.
- Hmm.
Why'd you hire him?
- It was really something
he said in the interview.
Everyone always talks about
going after the criminal,
the guilty.
But Allen said he wanted
to help the victims.
The innocents.
I thought Central City
deserved someone like that.
Allen is one of the good ones.
- One of the good ones.
No further questions,
Your Honor.
- I'd like to redirect,
Your Honor.
- Proceed.
- Would you cover
for Mr. Allen if you had to?
- No, of course not.
- No.
It says here
in his personnel file
that he took
a six-month sabbatical
to the Czech Republic.
Did he get approval
from you first?
- Not exactly.
He said it was
for something personal,
I'm sure he had
a good reason to go.
- Is saving the world
a good reason?
- It also says in here
that he was late
72 times
in the past two years.
Did you ever ask him why?
- No, because regardless
of what time he got in,
he always did his job.
- I was just curious
to imagine what he does
with his time instead
of being at work.
It's almost like he has
this secret life.
So in spite of all
these infractions,
you never thought
to discipline him?
- That whether you
realized it or not,
you've been covering
the ugly truth
about Mr. Allen for years now.
- That is not true.
- Is it true that he was
targeting and harassing
Mr. Devoe?
Yes or no?
- Yes, which is why
I granted Devoe
the restraining order
and told Allen to stay away.
- But that didn't
stop him, did it?
He kept going after him
right up until the night
that Mr. Devoe was killed.
- Objection! Conjecture.
- Withdrawn.
Captain, now, you said
that Mr. Allen
wants to help the victims,
or the innocents.
But disappearing
for months at a time
and being late 72 times
doesn't sound like
he wants to help
or care for anybody
but himself.
Now, do you still think that
he's one of the good ones?
- Hope you're right
about this.
- Oh, trust me,
I'm very good at reading
body language.
Right now, you're tense.
Huh, now you're annoyed.
Ooh, here we go.
Yahtzee.
Oh, Ralphie got it.
I smell an acquittal.
- As we thought might happen,
we are in trouble.
David's testimony hurt us, but
we still have a few options.
- I can go to Slater,
I can ask for a plea deal,
maybe get you
a shorter sentence.
Or we could use
an insanity defense.
- No, both those options
are admitting I'm guilty,
and I'm not.
- Fine, then the only
other way out of this
is for you to testify.
- Cecile, I'm sorry,
I won't do it.
- All of the evidence, every
bit of it, it points to you.
If you're not willing to take
that stand and defend yourself,
then this is
an impossible case.
- I'm not taking a stand.
- Barry, even if that means
turning this case around
and not going to jail?
- Iris, if I testify,
I have to lie.
I commit perjury, I become
exactly who they think I am.
- Then don't lie.
- Tell the truth.
Tell everyone
you're The Flash.
- Barry, if the court
knows you're The Flash,
then you can explain everything
and they'll believe you.
Prosecution's
gonna wrap up soon.
I need your answer today.
This is the only way, Barry.
Tell the city
you're The Flash.
This isn't a lot to go on.
We're lucky we even
got this footage.
- For some reason,
all the security
cameras were fried.
- Hey, guys, I was
just at the hospital
going over the medical records
of everyone
who was at the bank.
I know why they passed out.
- Well, they all
suffered from fatigue,
vomiting,
abdominal pain, skin rashes.
- So everyone
ate a bad burrito?
- No, radiation poisoning.
- That's why the security
cameras are fried.
- Mm-hmm.
We got to find this guy
before he poisons
the whole city.
- Yeah, or worse.
- Guys, if this meta can cause
these levels of radiation
in these patients,
that means this meta
has a similar makeup
to a nuclear bomb.
- So, like, enough
to blow us all up?
What are we talking here?
- The fallout
from a nuclear explosion
could be catastrophic.
- Exactly.
- Fallout.
- Great name.
- Terrible power.
Okay, I'll see
if the satellite
can track his
radiation signature.
- Mrs. Devoe, when did you
first meet Mr. Allen?
- Um...
Mr. Allen showed up at my house
almost two months ago
claiming to be investigating
one of Clifford's
former colleagues.
We reassured him that we didn't
have information to help him.
But Mr. Allen persisted and
continued to harass my husband.
- And what prompted
the restraining order?
- My husband has...
had advancing ALS.
I was alone with Kevin
most of the time.
But something about
Mr. Allen's aggressive manner
just made me feel unsafe,
so we went to the authorities.
And we thought the complaint
would dissuade Mr. Allen.
But it didn't.
- Psst.
- Could you please describe
for the court
the last time
that you saw your husband?
It was Christmas.
And Clifford wanted
to confront Mr. Allen.
He had hoped that
in the holiday spirit,
he could convince him
to let us be.
And I--
I begged Clifford not to go.
But even with his disability,
Clifford insisted
that it was his job
as my husband to protect us,
to protect me.
He didn't want
to live in fear, so...
He left...
And I wish--I wish I
could have stopped him
and stepped in
and told him not to do this.
But I let him go.
- No further questions,
Your Honor.
- Your Honor,
I would like to enter
Exhibit F into evidence.
- Objection, Your Honor.
Why wasn't this
entered into discovery?
- Oh, I've only recently
received this new evidence.
May we approach?
- Your Honor,
there are protocols
that need to be observed.
- This is my courtroom,
Mr. Slater.
I'll run it any way I see fit.
I'll allow it.
- These photographs
were taken earlier today.
Mrs. Devoe.
Could you tell me please
who is the man that you're
kissing in that photograph?
It is most certainly
not your husband, correct?
- His name is Dominic Lanse.
- And how long have you
known Mr. Lanse?
- A few months.
- So it appears to me
that perhaps your marriage
was not quite as perfect
as you've portrayed.
Maybe you were ready for a life
without your husband.
So you ran into the arms
of another man,
another man you convinced
to kill your husband.
- Clifford and I
met Dominic Lanse
at an ALS charity gala
months ago.
He was there
to honor his father,
who had recently passed away
with the disease.
Clifford noticed the bond
that Dominic and I shared,
long before I did.
My husband was happy that
I found someone to talk to,
and he urged me
to turn to Dominic
for the needs and comforts
he could no longer fulfill.
My husband wanted me
to be happy.
Clifford didn't see my
relationship with Dominic
as a tool to pull us apart
but to bring us together.
And it did.
My heart will always
belong to Clifford.
- No further questions,
Your Honor.
- You're excused.
- Okay, that did not go well.
What's your decision, Barry?
- I'm not gonna do it.
- Marlize.
Mrs. West-Allen, I don't
think it's appropriate
for the two of us
to be seen talking.
- Oh, please.
No one is watching,
so you can drop that
ridiculous act already.
- Hmm.
If you insist.
- Hmm.
- It's not about
what's wrong with me.
It's what's wrong
with the world.
There are problems
bigger than your husband.
Whatever it is
that you are up to,
it will come to an end.
- Such passion.
I had that too
when Clifford and I
first got married.
But passion fades,
and what remains,
if you are fortunate enough
like Clifford and I,
is something deeper than ardor
that cannot be destroyed.
- Then why are you so hell-bent
on destroying our lives?
- I am doing what I have to do
for my husband,
Mrs. West-Allen.
The question you
should truly be asking
is, what are you willing
to do for yours?
Hope you enjoy
the rest of the show.
- Still no word
from the courthouse.
No news is good news?
- No, good news is good news.
No news is miscommunication.
- The satellite was able
to track a spike in radiation
downtown on Main Street.
We found him.
- Fallout's on the move.
- We got to get
down there now.
- I'll monitor him from here.
- Harry, time to book it.
- Yep.
- I got two rads.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Hey, hey, stop!
- Hey!
- Stop! Stop!
Stop!
- Nuclear waste tanker.
- Sorry!
- Idiots.
- Okay.
- Move along.
- Mr. Slater,
call your next witness.
- Thank you, Your Honor.
- Your Honor.
There's something
you need to know right now
that will alter
the outcome of this case.
[crowd murmuring,
gavel pounding]
- Mrs. West-Allen,
I have no idea
what you think you're doing.
- Explaining
what my husband won't.
Barry Allen is...
- Barry Allen is...
The Fla--
What's happening?
- We're moving so quickly
that everyone else is still.
- How are you able
to do this with me?
- I actually don't know.
Iris, hey.
I already decided not
to tell anyone else who I am.
- Barry, if the jury knew
that you were The Flash,
there is no way that
they would convict you.
- I'm trying
to protect you, okay?
If everyone knew my secret,
we would never stop running.
- I would rather
run forever with you
than stand alone without you.
- It wouldn't
just be us running.
Everyone that has stood
by us the last four years
would have a target
on their back.
If criminals knew my name,
they'd know my weakness.
- I'm trying
to be strong, Barry.
- I know.
I can't anymore.
How can you?
- My dad.
He went through this too.
- The trial
is not over, Barry.
- Yeah, it is.
All the evidence
points towards me.
Can't tell them, okay?
Okay.
- Um...
Your Honor...
Barry Allen...
is innocent.
And I just thought
you all should know that.
Thank you for your time.
Okay.
- If there was an award
for best crocodile tears
by the most emotionally
manipulative widow,
Marlize, definitely
in the top three.
Let's snap something
more damning than a lip lock.
- We're not here for that.
Can you do
your gross stretchy thing
and slip inside
and open the door?
- Those are carpet fibers.
Those are from Allen's
loft, aren't they?
You're gonna plant evidence
to frame Marlize.
- She was the only one
that could have
planted Devoe's body.
Fibers on the treads
of her shoes
places her at the crime scene.
This is the right thing
to do, Ralph.
Just open the door.
I'll do the rest.
- Okay.
It's a solid plan, Joe.
Subtle, but it's crafty
with a touch of pathos.
After this, you're gonna sit
back and kick up your feet
and sleep as sound as a
millennial after Burning Man
because you did
the right thing.
You took down
a bad, bad chick.
- And you're gonna
ride that feeling
like it's Space Mountain.
And then when
they catch you
and they take
your badge and your gun,
that self-righteous
indignation
is gonna keep your chest
puffed and your chin up
because you did
the right thing.
Sure, you're gonna be
mad for a few years,
but that fades.
It evolves,
turns into self-pity.
A few more years, and...
your life is gonna be
a shell of its former self.
And then, one night,
it's gonna dawn on you that
you did the wrong thing.
It's gonna ruin everything.
Your colleagues
won't talk to you,
your friends have vanished.
And your family?
It'll be like...
Like you were never born.
Because you turned
into the very thing
that you swore
to protect them from.
Anywho...
Good luck with that.
- The prosecution rests,
Your Honor.
- Ms. Horton, are you ready
to present your case?
- The defense rests,
Your Honor.
- Should've gone
with the insanity plea.
Excuse me.
What is going on?
- There's a massive spike
in radiation downtown,
at Prentice and Rawlins.
- The driver of
the nuclear waste truck.
Radiation signature's already
at 3000 rads and climbing.
We need to stop this guy
before it hits 10,000.
- Hiroshima.
- Barry Allen
has dedicated his life
in service of Central City.
He's helped us
solve countless crimes.
His testimony has led
to the conviction
of dozens of criminals.
Barry Allen is a good man.
He's an innocent man.
And frankly, Central City
is lucky to have him.
Dare I say...
Few men in this city
are as honest,
upstanding, and dependable.
- Your Honor, I...
I have to go.
Barry,
what are you doing?
I have to.
I'm sorry, Your Honor,
this is an emergency.
Someone needs me.
- And I need you
to respect my courtroom.
I will not stand
for theatrical disruptions.
- Your Honor, uh, my client
is still free on bail.
And there are no laws
that require him
to be present
during closing statements.
- Be advised, Mr. Allen.
You are required by law
to be here for sentencing.
- Yes, Your Honor.
- Stay where you are!
- Hold it, right there!
- I didn't do anything!
- You need to stop.
- I don't want to hurt anybody.
- I understand, but your
radioactivity is dangerous.
- 7,500 rads!
- Barry, don't get too close
to him, all right?
The radiation he's emitting
is too hot to allow
you to self-heal.
- Yeah, thanks
for the heads-up.
What am I supposed to do?
How do I stop him?
- I can't stop this!
- Oh, damn.
We need to cool him down.
Killer Frost.
- Great.
- Well, go, turn!
- Well, that's not
how it works.
I can't just snap my fingers
and make her appear.
It only happens
when I'm scared or angry.
both: Oh, good Lord, Caitlin.
- The city's about to explode!
Everyone, everything
you know and love,
the birds, the trees,
the fish,
the puppies!
The puppies are going down
because you didn't want to...
both: Show up for work!
- Thanks.
- That was pretty good.
Now go already!
- Okay!
- Okay,
there you go.
Is this business
or a social call?
Business, I see.
- She's gonna be okay, yeah.
Do you have any more ideas?
- Ramon, no, you--
You drop him a breach,
he could explode.
- And Fallout's fallout
would kill us all.
- Wait, what if I create
a vacuum around him?
That way,
even if he does explode,
at least we contain the blast.
- Yeah, yes, Allen, yes.
That--that could work,
that could contain it.
Whatever you're gonna do,
though, do it fast.
Fallout just went
above 8,000 rads.
- The vacuum's
containing his energy.
- Good.
- But he's still
getting stronger.
- Allen, I don't know long
you can take
this much radiation.
- I don't have a choice.
We have to contain his energy.
- Allen, 9,000 rads.
- 10,000 rads, critical mass.
Ramon, you need to send
that energy somewhere.
To where?
- Earth-15,
Earth-15 is a dead Earth.
Breach it there now!
- You did it.
Oh, man, you did it.
You saved the day.
- Ladies and gentleman
of the jury,
you've reached a verdict?
- We have, Your Honor.
- All rise.
- For Docket Number 5567-B,
in the matter of The People
vs. Bartholomew Henry Allen,
we, the jury,
find the defendant
guilty of murder
in the first degree.
*
- Thanks to your
meta metabolism,
your radiation burns
should disappear
in the next few minutes.
- He's unstable,
but we sent him to Tracy's lab.
She's gonna analyze his DNA,
see if it's the same
as the other best metas
and then we'll be able
to neutralize him.
- Superior Court,
where minutes ago,
the jury found
Bartholomew Henry Allen
guilty in the murder
of Professor Clifford Devoe.
Mr. Allen has been a CSI
with the Central City
Police Department
for the last five years.
In just a few short hours,
the judge is expected
to announce
Mr. Allen's sentence.
Prosecutor Anton Slater
made a statement.
He hoped Mr. Allen would
receive a life sentence,
given the brutal nature
of the cri--
- I wanted to be
the one to tell you.
- I can't believe
this is happening.
- Come on, guys,
we just saved the city today.
We knew this wasn't gonna go
my way in court.
That doesn't mean
that Devoe beat us.
- Whatever happens,
we're gonna keep fighting.
- I know.
- We need to get you back.
You need to be there
for sentencing.
- Yeah.
I'll see you
guys later, all right?
I'm gonna be okay,
all right?
Come on.
- You know
you got your strength
from watching
your dad be your rock?
I got mine because...
you're mine.
I'll be strong for you.
- I love you.
- I love you.
- Come on.
- Allen...
- Step back.
- Yeah, I need a minute,
all right?
- Mrs. Allen,
did you expect this?
- Mr. Allen.
- Devoe.
- Did you know
there was a 12% chance
that you were gonna tell
the world you're The Flash?
- I'd recheck your math.
- There's no need.
Because no matter
what path you chose,
all avenues led to my triumph.
- Why do you
want us distracted?
Why do you want me
out of the picture?
What are you planning?
- That you think
that you could understand
the breadth of what I'm about
to do is almost humorous.
- Yes, I think
you will miss Iris.
That's right, Mr. Allen.
I didn't just take
Dominic's body.
I took his ability.
I know what
you're thinking right now.
- Well, I want you
to hear me say it.
I'm gonna figure
a way out of this.
And when I do,
I don't care who's face
you're wearing.
I'm coming for you.
You haven't beaten us yet.
Have a nice life, Mr. Allen.
- Your Honor, I'm innocent.
I didn't do this,
I didn't kill anyone.
And I know that one day,
the truth will come out.
Thank you.
- Rise for sentencing.
In my 30 years
behind this bench,
I have seen
my share of criminals.
But I confess
this defendant stands apart.
- Thank you all for coming
on such short notice.
A few hours ago,
the very existence of our city
came under the threat
of nuclear destruction.
But one man rose
to meet that challenge.
- The defendant was
in a position of authority.
Our city trusted him
to bring the guilty to justice.
- He ran into danger,
knowing he would suffer burns
all over his body.
- He used that trust to take an
innocent and vulnerable life.
- This man was
not thinking about himself.
He was thinking about you.
The first responders
on the front lines.
- Never have I seen
a defendant more unmoved.
- Never have I seen
a man with more bravery.
- Never have I seen
such inhumanity.
- Such heroism.
- Such a lack of regard
for human life.
- It is my great honor
to present
Central City
Police Department's
Award of Valor
to this city's finest hero.
The fastest man alive,
The Flash!
- The court hereby orders
that Bartholomew Henry Allen
should be incarcerated
for the rest
of his natural life,
without the possibility
of parole
and that Mr. Allen
be immediately remanded
to Iron Heights Penitentiary.
And may God
have mercy on your soul.
- Be seeing you around, B!
- Get comfortable.
and I am
the fastest man alive.
To the outside world,
I'm an ordinary
forensic scientist.
But secretly, with the help
of my friends
at S.T.A.R. Labs,
I fight crime
and find other meta-humans
like me.
But I became lost in time.
It took everything
in my friends' power
to bring me back,
and in doing so
our world was opened up
to new threats.
And I'm the only one
fast enough to stop them.
I am the Flash.
- Previously on "The Flash"...
Some sort of evil secretary?
- You tell me.
- I am now,
and forever will be,
my husband's partner.
- Pleased to meet you,
Dominic Lanse.
- Hello, Mr. Allen.
- Devoe, if you
hurt my family--
- I have no interest
in your family.
Besides, you're
gonna need someone
to miss you when you're gone.
- I left something for you.
I don't have need
for it anymore.
- Barry Allen,
you're under arrest
for the murder
of Clifford Devoe.
- My name is Barry Allen.
And I'm an innocent man.
I know that you'll find
my fingerprints
all over his body.
And I know that you'll find
his DNA on mine.
But I don't know
who stabbed him...
Or how he ended up in my loft.
All I can tell you
is I'm being framed...
For something I didn't do.
I didn't kill Clifford Devoe.
All right, Allen,
let's run it back
from the beginning.
- This is exactly
what Devoe wanted.
I mean, we all played right
into his plan, especially me.
- Why would Devoe want
to orchestrate all of this?
- I don't know,
but we know that this started
when I was still
in the Speed Force.
- Dominic's power must have
allowed Devoe
to inhabit his body.
We should've been
on top of this earlier.
- What about
the other metas on the bus?
Why create them?
Part of a larger plan?
- How are you even here
right now, Allen?
Aren't you on house arrest?
- Yeah, well--
- He's at Joe's, actually.
Either that
or the courthouse.
I managed to hack into
the ankle monitor GPS.
- That's not
the only thing Cisco hacked.
When you came
out of the Speed Force,
you were talking
gibberish at CCPD.
You said something about
not wanting to kill anyone.
- I digitally scrubbed
a video.
Last thing we want
is somebody hearing something
we don't want them to hear.
- Your Honor, I'm innocent.
I didn't do this.
I didn't kill anyone.
Yeah, I mean, I don't remember
saying any of that.
- No.
- We should look
at everything else he said
when he first came out
of the Speed Force.
Might give us a clue.
- That's a good idea.
- Okay, guys,
but remember,
I mean, considering all the
evidence they have against me,
this trial is not even
gonna last very long.
- Okay, but with Cecile
taking a leave of absence
to represent you, you got
the best lawyer in town.
- Yeah,
- I mean, even if they did
find you guilty, it's not like
any prison can hold you.
- Well, I'm not gonna run.
I won't be a fugitive.
If I'm convicted,
I have to go to prison.
- We're not gonna let
that happen.
- Right.
Let's get to work.
- We should get
to the courthouse.
- Yeah.
- They say the first year
of marriage
is always the hardest,
but I never thought my husband
being on trial for murder
would be one of the challenges.
- We have been through so much.
We'll get through this too.
I know the Speed Force gave you
a new outlook on life, but...
I don't know if being positive
is enough right now.
- I'm just trying to be strong
for the team and for you.
Remember, we're The Flash.
- We're The Flash.
- Ralph, hold up.
Listen, I'm not gonna let
Barry go to prison.
I failed his dad,
I'm not gonna fail him.
I need your help.
As in the stretchy kind?
- As in the underhanded
private investigator kind.
- Oh, ha, no offense taken.
- Come on.
- Science has long pondered
what would be required
to successfully
transfer consciousness
from one living being
to another.
But we've accomplished
far beyond
a simple transfer
of consciousness.
We've extracted that
which elevates our humanity
and added upon it.
I am both who I was before...
- And who I desire to become.
- Yes, you are, my love.
- My hand still feels
foreign upon your flesh.
And you don't care for it.
- No, I do.
- As I said, I inherited
my host's ability
to read thoughts.
We have never lied
to each other before.
Let's not begin now.
Okay.
- Marlize, my love...
See past this body.
See past these eyes.
See me, Clifford.
I am nothing without you.
- Your Honor, ladies
and gentleman of the jury,
If you don't understand what it
is I'm about to tell you today,
you need to do something.
I need you
to believe in the impossible.
As children, we're taught that
the police are there
to protect us, to serve.
We're told that our tax dollars
go toward training them
to be the champions
of the city.
But for some of us,
it still seems impossible
that a police investigator,
one of Central City's finest,
could betray that trust.
And even worse, under the guise
of upholding the law
to commit the most heinous act
that one person can carry out
against another.
But that is exactly
what Barry Allen did.
Now, the prosecution
will prove beyond any doubt
that he stood among us
a wolf in sheep's clothing.
But here's the thing.
Barry Allen wears a mask,
used his connection
to the law,
his experience
as a police investigator,
especially as
a crime scene technician,
to stalk a beloved
professor and husband
and murder Clifford Devoe
in cold blood.
- All right, Mr. Borwin,
just sign on the dotted line
and your savings account
is all set up.
- Appreciate your helping me
out, I want to get this right.
It's my first savings account.
You okay?
- Yeah.
Just a little lightheaded
before lunch, I guess.
Have a great day.
- Ladies and gentleman,
the document in my hand,
it's a court-issued
restraining order.
It's issued to Marlize Devoe,
the wife of the victim,
on behalf of her husband
against a
Mr. Bartholomew Henry Allen.
Now if you'd like a better
look, I have a bigger copy.
And if you'll allow me
to call out
what's written underneath
"reason for order issue,"
harassment.
The defendant was seen
just days earlier,
illegally breaking and entering
into the victim's house,
searching through
the victim's effects.
A man obsessed.
Barry Allen's
skin cells were found
under the nails of the victim.
Now imagine that, if you can,
Mr. Devoe,
a man in a wheelchair,
desperately trying
to defend himself
as Mr. Allen
sought to overpower him.
And finally,
this is the knife
that was used
to kill Clifford Devoe.
If it looks new,
that's because it is.
It was a wedding gift
to Mr. Allen.
Now let's just let that
sink in for a moment.
This was supposed
to commemorate
the most joyous moment
in a couple's lives.
But instead Mr. Allen used it
to forever separate a couple
from one another.
He used a wedding gift
as a murder weapon.
That is a special kind of evil.
Defendant showed
an absolute disregard...
Cisco,
there's a meta attack downtown.
We got to go.
- Brazen callousness...
- I'll stay here with Barry.
- When you're done,
could I get some coverage
of the work stations?
Detective, would you get
a statement please?
Mr. Ramon.
- Captain.
- Well, vintage Central City.
Meaning another weird one.
No data breach, nothing stolen.
Everyone just collapsed.
I have officers at the hospital
interviewing people now,
but so far,
no one knows anything.
- Hmm.
- Whoa.
Dark matter city.
Yeah, we're definitely
dealing with a meta here.
- You want to see what kind of
perimeter we're dealing with?
- You read my mind.
- Hey, Joe, you sure you're
okay to run this case?
Because I totally understand
if you need a little
more time, uh...
- Uh, I'm fine, really.
I may have to go over
to the courthouse later.
- Yeah, I'm, uh...
I'm actually heading
over there myself.
The prosecution
called me to testify.
I'm sorry, Joe.
You know how much
I care about Barry,
but I have to tell
them what I know.
- I get it, you got to do
what you got to do.
- Yeah.
- Do I need
to repeat the question?
- No, I heard it.
The person standing over
Clifford Devoe's body
was Barry Allen.
- No further questions,
Your Honor.
- Captain Singh, you stated
that you interviewed
Barry Allen five years ago
for the job of CSI.
I wonder, what was your
first impression of him?
- He was young.
Had half the experience
of everyone else I interviewed.
- Hmm.
Why'd you hire him?
- It was really something
he said in the interview.
Everyone always talks about
going after the criminal,
the guilty.
But Allen said he wanted
to help the victims.
The innocents.
I thought Central City
deserved someone like that.
Allen is one of the good ones.
- One of the good ones.
No further questions,
Your Honor.
- I'd like to redirect,
Your Honor.
- Proceed.
- Would you cover
for Mr. Allen if you had to?
- No, of course not.
- No.
It says here
in his personnel file
that he took
a six-month sabbatical
to the Czech Republic.
Did he get approval
from you first?
- Not exactly.
He said it was
for something personal,
I'm sure he had
a good reason to go.
- Is saving the world
a good reason?
- It also says in here
that he was late
72 times
in the past two years.
Did you ever ask him why?
- No, because regardless
of what time he got in,
he always did his job.
- I was just curious
to imagine what he does
with his time instead
of being at work.
It's almost like he has
this secret life.
So in spite of all
these infractions,
you never thought
to discipline him?
- That whether you
realized it or not,
you've been covering
the ugly truth
about Mr. Allen for years now.
- That is not true.
- Is it true that he was
targeting and harassing
Mr. Devoe?
Yes or no?
- Yes, which is why
I granted Devoe
the restraining order
and told Allen to stay away.
- But that didn't
stop him, did it?
He kept going after him
right up until the night
that Mr. Devoe was killed.
- Objection! Conjecture.
- Withdrawn.
Captain, now, you said
that Mr. Allen
wants to help the victims,
or the innocents.
But disappearing
for months at a time
and being late 72 times
doesn't sound like
he wants to help
or care for anybody
but himself.
Now, do you still think that
he's one of the good ones?
- Hope you're right
about this.
- Oh, trust me,
I'm very good at reading
body language.
Right now, you're tense.
Huh, now you're annoyed.
Ooh, here we go.
Yahtzee.
Oh, Ralphie got it.
I smell an acquittal.
- As we thought might happen,
we are in trouble.
David's testimony hurt us, but
we still have a few options.
- I can go to Slater,
I can ask for a plea deal,
maybe get you
a shorter sentence.
Or we could use
an insanity defense.
- No, both those options
are admitting I'm guilty,
and I'm not.
- Fine, then the only
other way out of this
is for you to testify.
- Cecile, I'm sorry,
I won't do it.
- All of the evidence, every
bit of it, it points to you.
If you're not willing to take
that stand and defend yourself,
then this is
an impossible case.
- I'm not taking a stand.
- Barry, even if that means
turning this case around
and not going to jail?
- Iris, if I testify,
I have to lie.
I commit perjury, I become
exactly who they think I am.
- Then don't lie.
- Tell the truth.
Tell everyone
you're The Flash.
- Barry, if the court
knows you're The Flash,
then you can explain everything
and they'll believe you.
Prosecution's
gonna wrap up soon.
I need your answer today.
This is the only way, Barry.
Tell the city
you're The Flash.
This isn't a lot to go on.
We're lucky we even
got this footage.
- For some reason,
all the security
cameras were fried.
- Hey, guys, I was
just at the hospital
going over the medical records
of everyone
who was at the bank.
I know why they passed out.
- Well, they all
suffered from fatigue,
vomiting,
abdominal pain, skin rashes.
- So everyone
ate a bad burrito?
- No, radiation poisoning.
- That's why the security
cameras are fried.
- Mm-hmm.
We got to find this guy
before he poisons
the whole city.
- Yeah, or worse.
- Guys, if this meta can cause
these levels of radiation
in these patients,
that means this meta
has a similar makeup
to a nuclear bomb.
- So, like, enough
to blow us all up?
What are we talking here?
- The fallout
from a nuclear explosion
could be catastrophic.
- Exactly.
- Fallout.
- Great name.
- Terrible power.
Okay, I'll see
if the satellite
can track his
radiation signature.
- Mrs. Devoe, when did you
first meet Mr. Allen?
- Um...
Mr. Allen showed up at my house
almost two months ago
claiming to be investigating
one of Clifford's
former colleagues.
We reassured him that we didn't
have information to help him.
But Mr. Allen persisted and
continued to harass my husband.
- And what prompted
the restraining order?
- My husband has...
had advancing ALS.
I was alone with Kevin
most of the time.
But something about
Mr. Allen's aggressive manner
just made me feel unsafe,
so we went to the authorities.
And we thought the complaint
would dissuade Mr. Allen.
But it didn't.
- Psst.
- Could you please describe
for the court
the last time
that you saw your husband?
It was Christmas.
And Clifford wanted
to confront Mr. Allen.
He had hoped that
in the holiday spirit,
he could convince him
to let us be.
And I--
I begged Clifford not to go.
But even with his disability,
Clifford insisted
that it was his job
as my husband to protect us,
to protect me.
He didn't want
to live in fear, so...
He left...
And I wish--I wish I
could have stopped him
and stepped in
and told him not to do this.
But I let him go.
- No further questions,
Your Honor.
- Your Honor,
I would like to enter
Exhibit F into evidence.
- Objection, Your Honor.
Why wasn't this
entered into discovery?
- Oh, I've only recently
received this new evidence.
May we approach?
- Your Honor,
there are protocols
that need to be observed.
- This is my courtroom,
Mr. Slater.
I'll run it any way I see fit.
I'll allow it.
- These photographs
were taken earlier today.
Mrs. Devoe.
Could you tell me please
who is the man that you're
kissing in that photograph?
It is most certainly
not your husband, correct?
- His name is Dominic Lanse.
- And how long have you
known Mr. Lanse?
- A few months.
- So it appears to me
that perhaps your marriage
was not quite as perfect
as you've portrayed.
Maybe you were ready for a life
without your husband.
So you ran into the arms
of another man,
another man you convinced
to kill your husband.
- Clifford and I
met Dominic Lanse
at an ALS charity gala
months ago.
He was there
to honor his father,
who had recently passed away
with the disease.
Clifford noticed the bond
that Dominic and I shared,
long before I did.
My husband was happy that
I found someone to talk to,
and he urged me
to turn to Dominic
for the needs and comforts
he could no longer fulfill.
My husband wanted me
to be happy.
Clifford didn't see my
relationship with Dominic
as a tool to pull us apart
but to bring us together.
And it did.
My heart will always
belong to Clifford.
- No further questions,
Your Honor.
- You're excused.
- Okay, that did not go well.
What's your decision, Barry?
- I'm not gonna do it.
- Marlize.
Mrs. West-Allen, I don't
think it's appropriate
for the two of us
to be seen talking.
- Oh, please.
No one is watching,
so you can drop that
ridiculous act already.
- Hmm.
If you insist.
- Hmm.
- It's not about
what's wrong with me.
It's what's wrong
with the world.
There are problems
bigger than your husband.
Whatever it is
that you are up to,
it will come to an end.
- Such passion.
I had that too
when Clifford and I
first got married.
But passion fades,
and what remains,
if you are fortunate enough
like Clifford and I,
is something deeper than ardor
that cannot be destroyed.
- Then why are you so hell-bent
on destroying our lives?
- I am doing what I have to do
for my husband,
Mrs. West-Allen.
The question you
should truly be asking
is, what are you willing
to do for yours?
Hope you enjoy
the rest of the show.
- Still no word
from the courthouse.
No news is good news?
- No, good news is good news.
No news is miscommunication.
- The satellite was able
to track a spike in radiation
downtown on Main Street.
We found him.
- Fallout's on the move.
- We got to get
down there now.
- I'll monitor him from here.
- Harry, time to book it.
- Yep.
- I got two rads.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Hey, hey, stop!
- Hey!
- Stop! Stop!
Stop!
- Nuclear waste tanker.
- Sorry!
- Idiots.
- Okay.
- Move along.
- Mr. Slater,
call your next witness.
- Thank you, Your Honor.
- Your Honor.
There's something
you need to know right now
that will alter
the outcome of this case.
[crowd murmuring,
gavel pounding]
- Mrs. West-Allen,
I have no idea
what you think you're doing.
- Explaining
what my husband won't.
Barry Allen is...
- Barry Allen is...
The Fla--
What's happening?
- We're moving so quickly
that everyone else is still.
- How are you able
to do this with me?
- I actually don't know.
Iris, hey.
I already decided not
to tell anyone else who I am.
- Barry, if the jury knew
that you were The Flash,
there is no way that
they would convict you.
- I'm trying
to protect you, okay?
If everyone knew my secret,
we would never stop running.
- I would rather
run forever with you
than stand alone without you.
- It wouldn't
just be us running.
Everyone that has stood
by us the last four years
would have a target
on their back.
If criminals knew my name,
they'd know my weakness.
- I'm trying
to be strong, Barry.
- I know.
I can't anymore.
How can you?
- My dad.
He went through this too.
- The trial
is not over, Barry.
- Yeah, it is.
All the evidence
points towards me.
Can't tell them, okay?
Okay.
- Um...
Your Honor...
Barry Allen...
is innocent.
And I just thought
you all should know that.
Thank you for your time.
Okay.
- If there was an award
for best crocodile tears
by the most emotionally
manipulative widow,
Marlize, definitely
in the top three.
Let's snap something
more damning than a lip lock.
- We're not here for that.
Can you do
your gross stretchy thing
and slip inside
and open the door?
- Those are carpet fibers.
Those are from Allen's
loft, aren't they?
You're gonna plant evidence
to frame Marlize.
- She was the only one
that could have
planted Devoe's body.
Fibers on the treads
of her shoes
places her at the crime scene.
This is the right thing
to do, Ralph.
Just open the door.
I'll do the rest.
- Okay.
It's a solid plan, Joe.
Subtle, but it's crafty
with a touch of pathos.
After this, you're gonna sit
back and kick up your feet
and sleep as sound as a
millennial after Burning Man
because you did
the right thing.
You took down
a bad, bad chick.
- And you're gonna
ride that feeling
like it's Space Mountain.
And then when
they catch you
and they take
your badge and your gun,
that self-righteous
indignation
is gonna keep your chest
puffed and your chin up
because you did
the right thing.
Sure, you're gonna be
mad for a few years,
but that fades.
It evolves,
turns into self-pity.
A few more years, and...
your life is gonna be
a shell of its former self.
And then, one night,
it's gonna dawn on you that
you did the wrong thing.
It's gonna ruin everything.
Your colleagues
won't talk to you,
your friends have vanished.
And your family?
It'll be like...
Like you were never born.
Because you turned
into the very thing
that you swore
to protect them from.
Anywho...
Good luck with that.
- The prosecution rests,
Your Honor.
- Ms. Horton, are you ready
to present your case?
- The defense rests,
Your Honor.
- Should've gone
with the insanity plea.
Excuse me.
What is going on?
- There's a massive spike
in radiation downtown,
at Prentice and Rawlins.
- The driver of
the nuclear waste truck.
Radiation signature's already
at 3000 rads and climbing.
We need to stop this guy
before it hits 10,000.
- Hiroshima.
- Barry Allen
has dedicated his life
in service of Central City.
He's helped us
solve countless crimes.
His testimony has led
to the conviction
of dozens of criminals.
Barry Allen is a good man.
He's an innocent man.
And frankly, Central City
is lucky to have him.
Dare I say...
Few men in this city
are as honest,
upstanding, and dependable.
- Your Honor, I...
I have to go.
Barry,
what are you doing?
I have to.
I'm sorry, Your Honor,
this is an emergency.
Someone needs me.
- And I need you
to respect my courtroom.
I will not stand
for theatrical disruptions.
- Your Honor, uh, my client
is still free on bail.
And there are no laws
that require him
to be present
during closing statements.
- Be advised, Mr. Allen.
You are required by law
to be here for sentencing.
- Yes, Your Honor.
- Stay where you are!
- Hold it, right there!
- I didn't do anything!
- You need to stop.
- I don't want to hurt anybody.
- I understand, but your
radioactivity is dangerous.
- 7,500 rads!
- Barry, don't get too close
to him, all right?
The radiation he's emitting
is too hot to allow
you to self-heal.
- Yeah, thanks
for the heads-up.
What am I supposed to do?
How do I stop him?
- I can't stop this!
- Oh, damn.
We need to cool him down.
Killer Frost.
- Great.
- Well, go, turn!
- Well, that's not
how it works.
I can't just snap my fingers
and make her appear.
It only happens
when I'm scared or angry.
both: Oh, good Lord, Caitlin.
- The city's about to explode!
Everyone, everything
you know and love,
the birds, the trees,
the fish,
the puppies!
The puppies are going down
because you didn't want to...
both: Show up for work!
- Thanks.
- That was pretty good.
Now go already!
- Okay!
- Okay,
there you go.
Is this business
or a social call?
Business, I see.
- She's gonna be okay, yeah.
Do you have any more ideas?
- Ramon, no, you--
You drop him a breach,
he could explode.
- And Fallout's fallout
would kill us all.
- Wait, what if I create
a vacuum around him?
That way,
even if he does explode,
at least we contain the blast.
- Yeah, yes, Allen, yes.
That--that could work,
that could contain it.
Whatever you're gonna do,
though, do it fast.
Fallout just went
above 8,000 rads.
- The vacuum's
containing his energy.
- Good.
- But he's still
getting stronger.
- Allen, I don't know long
you can take
this much radiation.
- I don't have a choice.
We have to contain his energy.
- Allen, 9,000 rads.
- 10,000 rads, critical mass.
Ramon, you need to send
that energy somewhere.
To where?
- Earth-15,
Earth-15 is a dead Earth.
Breach it there now!
- You did it.
Oh, man, you did it.
You saved the day.
- Ladies and gentleman
of the jury,
you've reached a verdict?
- We have, Your Honor.
- All rise.
- For Docket Number 5567-B,
in the matter of The People
vs. Bartholomew Henry Allen,
we, the jury,
find the defendant
guilty of murder
in the first degree.
*
- Thanks to your
meta metabolism,
your radiation burns
should disappear
in the next few minutes.
- He's unstable,
but we sent him to Tracy's lab.
She's gonna analyze his DNA,
see if it's the same
as the other best metas
and then we'll be able
to neutralize him.
- Superior Court,
where minutes ago,
the jury found
Bartholomew Henry Allen
guilty in the murder
of Professor Clifford Devoe.
Mr. Allen has been a CSI
with the Central City
Police Department
for the last five years.
In just a few short hours,
the judge is expected
to announce
Mr. Allen's sentence.
Prosecutor Anton Slater
made a statement.
He hoped Mr. Allen would
receive a life sentence,
given the brutal nature
of the cri--
- I wanted to be
the one to tell you.
- I can't believe
this is happening.
- Come on, guys,
we just saved the city today.
We knew this wasn't gonna go
my way in court.
That doesn't mean
that Devoe beat us.
- Whatever happens,
we're gonna keep fighting.
- I know.
- We need to get you back.
You need to be there
for sentencing.
- Yeah.
I'll see you
guys later, all right?
I'm gonna be okay,
all right?
Come on.
- You know
you got your strength
from watching
your dad be your rock?
I got mine because...
you're mine.
I'll be strong for you.
- I love you.
- I love you.
- Come on.
- Allen...
- Step back.
- Yeah, I need a minute,
all right?
- Mrs. Allen,
did you expect this?
- Mr. Allen.
- Devoe.
- Did you know
there was a 12% chance
that you were gonna tell
the world you're The Flash?
- I'd recheck your math.
- There's no need.
Because no matter
what path you chose,
all avenues led to my triumph.
- Why do you
want us distracted?
Why do you want me
out of the picture?
What are you planning?
- That you think
that you could understand
the breadth of what I'm about
to do is almost humorous.
- Yes, I think
you will miss Iris.
That's right, Mr. Allen.
I didn't just take
Dominic's body.
I took his ability.
I know what
you're thinking right now.
- Well, I want you
to hear me say it.
I'm gonna figure
a way out of this.
And when I do,
I don't care who's face
you're wearing.
I'm coming for you.
You haven't beaten us yet.
Have a nice life, Mr. Allen.
- Your Honor, I'm innocent.
I didn't do this,
I didn't kill anyone.
And I know that one day,
the truth will come out.
Thank you.
- Rise for sentencing.
In my 30 years
behind this bench,
I have seen
my share of criminals.
But I confess
this defendant stands apart.
- Thank you all for coming
on such short notice.
A few hours ago,
the very existence of our city
came under the threat
of nuclear destruction.
But one man rose
to meet that challenge.
- The defendant was
in a position of authority.
Our city trusted him
to bring the guilty to justice.
- He ran into danger,
knowing he would suffer burns
all over his body.
- He used that trust to take an
innocent and vulnerable life.
- This man was
not thinking about himself.
He was thinking about you.
The first responders
on the front lines.
- Never have I seen
a defendant more unmoved.
- Never have I seen
a man with more bravery.
- Never have I seen
such inhumanity.
- Such heroism.
- Such a lack of regard
for human life.
- It is my great honor
to present
Central City
Police Department's
Award of Valor
to this city's finest hero.
The fastest man alive,
The Flash!
- The court hereby orders
that Bartholomew Henry Allen
should be incarcerated
for the rest
of his natural life,
without the possibility
of parole
and that Mr. Allen
be immediately remanded
to Iron Heights Penitentiary.
And may God
have mercy on your soul.
- Be seeing you around, B!
- Get comfortable.