My name is Oliver Queen.
After five years in hell,
I returned home with only one goal, to save my city.
But my old approach wasn't enough.
I had to become someone else.
I had to become something else.
I had to become the Green Arrow.
Previously on Arrow...
Someone else is throwing their hat in the ring.
- Who? - Ruvé Adams.
I'm Oliver.
He can't know that you're his father. And nobody else can.
I know who Oliver Queen cares about more than anyone.
Who?
His son. William.
Merritt Davis will be moderating the debate.
There'll be a podium there, another one there.
And according to tradition,
the selection's made by some coin-toss thingy.
Mr. Queen.
At last, we meet.
Ms. Adams.
I'm just curious, is Adams your maiden name?
Oh, I'm not married, actually.
- Really? - Mmm.
Well, I'm sure you just haven't met the right person yet.
Well, it is lovely to finally meet you.
An unconventional candidate, to say the least.
Bit of a dark horse yourself.
Just meaning that your candidacy seems to have come out of nowhere.
Well, generally, I prefer to keep my philanthropic works quiet,
but the city is in simply too much trouble for me to remain in the shadows.
Yes, it is.
The people destroying our homes need to be fought in the light of day.
Well, I hope that we have a productive debate, Mr. Queen.
I look forward to it.
Ms. Adams.
More like Mrs. Deceitful Darhk.
I feel like "Adams" probably polls better.
You know, it's not like we can prove
that Adams isn't her real last name.
How is our opposition research coming?
Nothing yet. She's apparently clean.
But the more we do digging into her and her background,
the more likely she is gonna dig into ours.
I think that's our cue.
Hey, wait, I really need you to take a look at these engagement-party invites.
My mom's been hounding me.
The envelope is very pink.
I know. Wait, don't...
Open it.
You should've totally seen that one coming.
I'm so sorry.
- What do you think? - Maybe less glitter.
You look good in glitter.
Yeah, let's move out.
The valet's bringing up her car.
All right, Laurel's got the eyeball.
You should move.
Are you gonna be all right in here?
Oh, yeah. Great Wi-Fi.
Overwatch on.
I've got her approaching 7th.
You think she's headed to her house again?
Like she did the last six times we trailed her, you mean?
She has to be coordinating with Darhk somehow.
We keep this up, we learn how, we find out where he is.
I've run out of roof.
I'm on it.
If she turns left on Wilson, she'll be headed home.
She's not. Right turn. Could be our lucky night.
Speedy, you're it.
Got her.
Green Arrow, are you ready for the handoff?
Already there.
I've got eyes on.
- I lost her. - What do you mean?
That pursuit was textbook.
You had an appointment with my husband the other week.
He does not take kindly to being stood up.
And he has a little something to say about you stalking his wife as well.
Are you all right?
She got away again.
Okay. So clearly, we're not gonna find Darhk by tailing his wife.
Yeah, well, it's not like we have a lot of moves left to make.
Darhk has gone, well, dark, ever since Machin attacked his family.
Darhk is not afraid of Machin.
He's just... His plan's gone to a new phase.
But how do you know that?
Because HIVE spent months trying to cripple this city's leadership.
They discouraged people from running for mayor.
They even tried to co-opt my candidacy.
Yeah, then Mrs. Evil threw her hat in the ring.
There has to be a reason.
Darhk did not try and destroy Star City so that his wife could be mayor.
There's something that we're not seeing.
Oh, I can see it.
Clear as day. You on the podium, Thursday night,
vexing Oliver Queen with your political legerdemain.
Until we take him out of the game completely, you mean.
Oh, you're not reconsidering the plan?
Malcolm Merlyn reached out, gave me an early birthday present.
It would be a shame not to make use of it.
Ah! My buddies.
Let's get the rest of the organization on the line.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I am giddy to report that Phase 4 is proceeding on schedule.
There's still some concern about the Star City operation.
Enlighten me.
Phase 5 requires control over City Hall.
Yet, somehow, we've found ourselves
mired in a petty political race to see that happen.
We didn't exactly plan on Oliver Queen, did we?
No one ever does.
I think what Mr. Armitage is too polite to say
is that Phase 5 now rests
on your wife's questionable political acumen.
Tomas, how is Madrid this time of year?
I remember taking a siesta in your office, once.
I can practically picture the room right now.
As if I'm actually in it.
Okay, then. Anything else to cover?
Well, there is the matter of Quentin Lance.
He's clearly been aiding the vigilantes.
I can confirm as much.
Don't worry.
That loose end is about to be well tied.
Hi.
Hey, time for my 8:00 feed already?
Funny. I thought you could use a little pick-me-up.
I think you used that excuse last week to check up on me.
DA's office never worked with my department so much.
I'm just... I'm worried about you.
No kidding.
No, Dad, seriously.
Darhk has to know that you're the one that
gave up the Ghost base of operations.
And I go to work every day surrounded by men and women with guns.
It is all right, sweetheart. It's all right.
Hello. Lance. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, all right. I'll be there in 10.
I've got a possible 602.
Isn't that a little below your pay grade?
Uh, yeah, that's how shorthanded we are.
Good, I'll come with you.
I'll wait in the car, and then we can go for dinner.
I got plans with Donna.
That's even better.
I've been wanting to spend some time with the woman that won over my father's heart.
Oh, wow.
Oh, I knew we should've had Slade Wilson do the party planning.
Hey, guys. I am...
You know, I don't know how I'm gonna get everything done in time.
- Maybe we should cancel. - What?
I think what Felicity is trying to say is that we just don't...
We don't want you working too hard.
I don't consider this work.
I think of it as a dry run for your wedding.
- Mmm-hmm. - So listen,
we are gonna have party favors over in that corner,
we're gonna have a champagne tower right here, mmm-hmm,
and we're gonna play games over by the fireplace.
Oh, oh, oh, I brought my favorite, Pin The Junk On The Hunk.
Oh, my God.
Sorry. Is this bad timing?
For who?
- Is everything okay? - Yeah. We got to, uh...
- Yeah. - Uh, where are you going?
Duty calls. Sorry. Sorry, sorry.
Is everything okay?
So, Alex got a phone call from one of the lawyers doing research on the opposition,
and it looks like they might've found something.
On Ruvé?
On you, actually.
In 2013, Homeland Security did a tax audit after the Undertaking,
and looks like Mom wrote a million-dollar check
to some woman named Samantha Clayton.
I mean, Alex flagged it as something potentially weird for us.
By weird, he means...
Well, the check was never cashed.
So, why would Mom write a check for a million dollars
to a woman young enough to be her daughter,
and why would that woman not cash the check?
I don't know.
Should I look into this Samantha person?
I don't really see the point.
I mean, whatever was going on with this Samantha person,
clearly, she wanted nothing to do with Mom.
And either way, I don't... It's just...
I don't see how something like this would blow back on me.
Thank you.
Okay.
Everything has unfolded according to providence.
What do you think is under there, anyway?
Power, Mr. Queen.
I'm glad you have recuperated.
We have much to accomplish together.
Reiter's pet.
You don't know what you're talking about.
I know you killed Vlad.
I watched. We all did.
What are you going to do? Kill him right in front of Reiter's men?
They don't care what we do to him.
They remember what he did to Conklin.
Maybe you men need to go for a drink or something.
A 602 is breaking and entering.
Why would they need backup in the form of a police captain?
I told you, we're shorthanded.
Don't worry.
It's not a job for Black Canary.
SCPD! Anyone here?
Yeah, this is Lance. Get me dispatch.
Dad!
Come on.
Thought I told you to stay in the car.
Yeah, you're welcome.
Go, go, go!
Laurel! Laurel! Go! Go, get out!
Get out! Come on!
Go, go, go!
Are you okay?
What the hell was that?
I don't know. It's like the building attacked me or something.
But that's not possible.
Is it?
Captain, you move again and it's gonna leave an even bigger scar.
What happened?
Your guess is as good as mine.
It's like the Big Bad Wolf huffed or puffed or something.
This wolf being Darhk.
Why do you think they went through so much trouble
to make it look like an accident?
Maybe they didn't want to take the heat of killing a police captain.
Thanks for the needlepoint.
Where are you going?
Yeah, if Damien Darhk has you in his gun sights,
it might not be a good idea to show yourself in the open.
Uh, I'm meeting with Donna.
Oh, she's fine. She's probably just playing.
Pin The Junk On The Hunk or something.
- What? - Do not ask. Do not ask.
Stay here for a minute and let us do what we do.
Look, I'm gonna check with Andy.
See if he's ever seen HIVE use these tactics before.
Besides, I'm on Daddy duty.
Now that Lyla's the head of A.R.G.U.S.
I'm gonna try and backtrace the call that supposedly came from dispatch.
I am...
Going to go work on your debate prep?
Yeah.
Debate prep, just took the words right out of my mouth.
Yep.
This man deserves to die. He tortured us!
And he saved me.
At great risk to himself, he kept me alive.
I have more reason than anyone to hate this man.
But he's our best chance of going home.
He killed your brother.
Yes, he did.
Tell them why.
The guard, Conklin, he put Vlad up to it.
I was defending myself. He attacked me.
Now, I...
I know that you have no reason to trust me,
but I am not your enemy.
All I want to do is stop Reiter,
and get all of you out of this place.
So prove it.
How?
Kill Conklin.
Aside from my brother, have you killed before?
Yeah.
There was a man in Hong Kong.
And I did terrible things to him.
And that made me a monster.
And you're afraid killing Conklin will make you into this monster again?
Good.
It takes a monster to fight monsters.
I like this midday summons.
It's very mysterious.
Very sexy.
Pooh Bear, what happened to you?
It's nothing. Listen...
No, baby, it doesn't look like nothing. Oh, my gosh. Come sit down.
Aw, my big, tough police-captain baby.
- Can I make it all okay... - No. No, no. Listen to me.
We can't see each other for a while.
What?
Yeah, it's a thing I got into.
I owe some guys some money.
You gamble? Mr. Straight and Narrow?
Yeah, it helped me cope after I quit drinking.
And I've pissed off some pretty tough customers and...
Wait a minute, wait, honey, please, please, I'm a Vegas girl, okay?
Whomever you owe money to
is gonna have to get up pretty early in the morning to take me on.
So, don't worry.
Sweetheart, it's a little more complicated than that.
Just for a few weeks. That's all.
That's it.
You know, how about we make it longer?
- What? - My ex-husband was a lying son of a bitch.
Only two good things came out of that marriage,
my daughter and my BS detector, which is flawless.
And right now, yeah, it's redlining.
Donna, you, don't... Please...
Don't... Oh, my God. Don't "Donna" me.
You know what? This is actually very simple.
You either respect me enough to tell me the truth, or you don't.
Clearly, you don't.
Donna, please...
- Hey, Mom. - Hey, honey.
I'm fine.
What did you do?
Why you think it's me that did something?
Because you're a man.
I'm trying to put some distance between us in case Darhk is after me,
because I can't stand the idea of anything happening to her, Felicity.
Yeah, but she looked pretty upset.
Yeah.
Oliver's not here.
I was looking for you.
I found something.
The 602 didn't come from SCPD dispatch at all.
Someone just made it look like it did.
That someone being HIVE, you're thinking.
There's an encryption on it
that uses the same cipher of a HIVE sat phone that Merlyn gave us.
- One more time. - They lured you to the hotel.
Do we know where the call came from?
Price and 14th.
Bunch of other calls came from there as well.
I'm guessing it's their base of operations.
Okay. Contact the team, and have them meet me there.
Yep.
Split up.
Job seems easy enough.
Don't get cocky. Darhk won't tolerate another screw-up.
Where's Jack?
Patrolling.
Why?
Ahh!
Blow it! Let's move!
Go, go, go!
They're demoing the factory, just like they did the hotel.
You guys go get Spartan, okay? I'm gonna get the laptop.
- Speedy... - No, go!
Hey, can you walk?
I don't have much of a choice.
- Where's Speedy? - Right behind us.
Please tell me that the nails are the clue,
and not what's on the laptop's hard drive
because there are three nails running straight through this thing.
Yeah, the bad guys went a little crazy with that nail gun.
Yeah, according to Andy, they're called the Demolition Team.
Former GRU, IRA, and Mossad.
They're experts in precision demolition.
Now they work for HIVE.
I got a look at the laptop before it got shot up,
and there were blueprints on the screen.
So they are gonna take down another building.
Felicity?
I know. The first time we met,
the first thing you asked me to do is pull data off a damaged laptop.
It's kind of romantic.
In case the laptop is a dead end,
I am going to work up a list of potential targets.
Yeah, Andy is supposed to get some more intel.
I'll see if he's made any progress.
Huh. Mom.
Wonder what took her so long.
What was that about?
Donna called it quits.
Oh. I'm sorry to hear that.
Yeah, yeah, me too.
You're lucky you're with someone you don't need to keep secrets from.
Are these really necessary?
Can't risk you jeopardizing your life again.
You're much too important.
You know, you keep saying that to me, but I have no idea what you mean.
Do you believe in destiny, Mr. Queen?
I prefer the idea of free will.
This map conceals deeper truths.
Secrets I couldn't uncover without more information,
until you brought these to me.
Except, I didn't bring them to you.
Conklin took them.
Destiny, Mr. Queen.
With the survey maps' details,
I was able to decipher the inscriptions on this,
which you also provided me.
Are you beginning to see it now, the pattern?
The trend of providence?
Legend tells of a hidden place,
within which lies a device of untold power.
The quest to find it requires one who has been granted passage by the gods.
I believe that person is you.
Hey, you're needed upstairs.
Keep Mr. Queen company till I return.
We still have much to discuss.
All this magic mumbo jumbo.
The way it saved your neck with Reiter,
maybe I ought to start believing in it, myself.
Ain't easy when it looks like toilet paper.
Boy, you got some balls.
I'm gonna enjoy watching you die.
I am... I...
Ugh. I didn't want to bother you when you walked in on us
at Oliver's campaign office, but I'm...
It's okay.
No, honey, no. No, it's not.
- It's actually not okay. - It's okay.
After your father, after all these years, I thought I finally found the one man
who wouldn't lie to me, okay?
Maybe he's got a good reason.
Yeah. Right.
Honey, I want you to know that I'm really sorry
that I've been going all Momzilla for this engagement party...
Momzilla.
Do you want to know why I pushed the tiaras and...
The ten-tiered cake?
Well, that's because you've loved princesses since before you could walk.
Yes, that, and, um...
I've been living vicariously through you.
You and Oliver are one of those couples
that everyone believes in.
You don't lie to each other.
Ever.
And he's gonna be the best daddy in the whole world
- when that time comes. - Ah.
You know that, don't you?
In my bones.
And when I see something that beautiful
and that rare and that romantic,
it also reminds me that,
you know, I'm never gonna find a love like that.
Yes, you will.
You have it now with Captain Lance.
No, honey, no. Not if he's hiding something from me.
Maybe he's doing it to protect you.
Because he loves you.
And you need to return that love with a little bit of trust.
- I love you. - I love you, too.
Crime, health care, taxes, business incentives,
you've actually pretty much nailed them all.
Stop sounding so surprised, please.
Well, I mean, you did spend your education nailing chicks,
not doing social studies.
Okay. I'm sort of wiped.
- Can we wrap this up, maybe? - Um...
Yeah, I did just have one more question for you.
Okay.
Why didn't you tell me you went to college with Samantha Clayton?
I was with Samantha Clayton
while I was dating Laurel.
And I'm not proud of that, so...
So why did Mom pay her a million dollars?
Thea, I told you, Mom is...
Ollie, I, um... I looked her up.
Right after you guys broke up, she moved to Central City.
She's got a son
named William.
- Who's about as old as that check is... - Okay, Thea.
When we were in Central City,
I knew something was bothering you, and I knew it just wasn't Vandal Savage.
I mean, now it makes sense.
William's your son, isn't he?
Yes, he is.
Why haven't you told anyone?
Because Samantha said that the only way that I could see him
is if I promised to not tell him, or anyone else, that I'm his father.
God, that's...
That is brutal. Are you okay?
I thought I was doing okay.
I spent a lot of time convincing myself that I was...
That I was trying to do the right thing, but then,
you know, you brought this, the thing with the check, and I'm not...
It's not your fault, but it's...
You bring it up right when we're trying to plan an engagement party.
So, I'm left to think, "How can I marry Felicity
"if there is this lie between us?"
It's not a lie.
Okay? It's a promise that you are keeping to the mother of your child...
Doesn't make it right, Thea.
Look at it from Samantha's perspective.
As far as she knows,
- you are a rich playboy... - Right.
Who slept with a bunch of women, and got her pregnant.
I'm not that person anymore.
Now you're the Green Arrow.
Anyone who comes into your life is automatically a target.
What Samantha is asking for you to do...
As hard as it may be, it is the right thing to do.
I know you want to tell Felicity...
And trust me, I would love to be an aunt.
But you have got to do the right thing for your son here.
As hard as this may be for you, Ollie,
keeping William a secret is keeping him safe.
Yes, John.
Andy did a little digging on the dark web.
Found out the Demolition Team uses a specialized acid
that can weaken building structures.
Only one warehouse in the city stocks it.
- Text me the address, I'll be right there. - I'm coming with you.
No, no, no. Just... It's a long shot, at best.
- Thea. - Yeah?
- Thank you. - For what?
Just saying what I needed to hear.
I'll clear the area.
Too late. They cleaned this place out.
Yeah, took 100 gallons of that acid with them.
Whatever they plan on taking down...
Is massive.
Hey! Uh, hope I'm not bothering you. I...
Uh, Curtis, why is my face your screen saver?
At the risk of early termination, uh, none of your business.
- Curtis! - Please don't ask.
I'm, like, super bad with secrets.
Okay. It's an early wedding gift,
but it's really bad luck if you see it, so, please stop trying to see it.
Okay, I think you're getting your wedding traditions confused,
but fine, I will let it go.
Lucky for you, I have more important concerns.
I maxed out the computer power in the lair, again,
and I was hoping maybe your mainframe might have better luck.
- I'll do my best. - Thank you.
Really, me on a screen saver, hmm?
Whatever the surprise is, it better be good.
Oh, it will be.
Well, that's not your typical nighttime suit.
You're the reason I'm wearing it.
Inspiring me to save this city in the light of day.
Fine inspiration I turned out to be, hiding down here in the dark.
For your protection.
You haven't told Donna, have you?
No.
How you kept this up for four years, huh?
This double life, these secrets, lying, I mean...
I'm trying not to live that way anymore.
Trying.
You know in AA,
we say you're only as sick as the secrets you keep.
You're looking pretty healthy these days.
And I just hope I can get back to that place with Donna.
For what it's worth, you're in a tough spot,
and you're trying to keep her safe.
You know, sometimes, a lie isn't wrong
when it's for the good of someone that you love.
Just so you know, after I'm done with you,
I'ma gut that slave girl, just for kicks.
All the rest of 'em, too.
You're never hurting them ever again.
There he is. There's the killer.
You stupid son of a bitch.
Reiter's gonna kill everyone no matter what you do.
So, Ruvé's probably gonna question you on your party-boy past,
but if she does we just gotta...
If she does, just steer the conversation back towards the issues.
- I've got it. - Yep.
Alex's mom kind of picked the wrong week to go in for surgery, don't you think?
I couldn't agree more.
We got about 20 minutes until we're live, so, how're you feeling?
Are you nervous at all or...
You know, I don't think that "nervous" is in Oliver's vocabulary.
Yes, but "translucent matte powder" should be.
You don't want to shine under those big bright lights.
Hey, why do we... No.
Why do we even need makeup? We're not even gonna be onstage.
Reaction shots, sweetie. Plus, I just... I love makeup.
- Mom, Mom, Mom! - What?
- I gotta take this. - Oh, okay.
You know what? I'm gonna be right back.
I hate this. It's a horrible powder puff. It's just... It's awful.
That was fast.
You sound surprised. I don't know whether to be flattered or insulted.
- Okay, Curtis. What did you get? - Not much. Just a set of blueprints.
Pretty underwhelming, considering. I'm uploading it to you now.
Curtis, I gotta call you back. Oliver, I need you.
What's wrong?
I know what building HIVE is planning on taking down.
It's this one.
Okay, I have a million questions.
But first, why would HIVE try to attack the debate?
To take me out and discourage anyone else from running.
Okay. But Darhk's wife is here at ground zero.
So it doesn't really make sense to...
Unless Darhk's demolition team is gonna wipe everyone out except for Ruvé.
Leaving Mrs. Darhk a sympathetic survivor
instead of the pot of evil stew that she actually is.
Can you identify the likely areas the bombs would be in?
Yeah, according to the schematics,
it's these three points. But this building, it's huge.
We need to split up and cover more ground.
Okay, good thing we brought a change of clothes.
Call Laurel and Diggle.
Can you hack the fire alarm? We need to evacuate the building.
It's an old system. It might take me a minute.
Yeah, I learned that in high school.
So, we could...
Listen to me very carefully.
Change of plans.
Do not let Oliver Queen leave this building alive.
Copy that.
Hey, I finally found it. Where's Oliver and Thea?
Oh, they're probably just inside making sure everyone gets out okay.
You left them inside? Honey, come on, we need to go help them. Let's go.
- Excuse me. Outta the way. - Excuse us.
Captain Lance, you're supposed to be... Not here.
What kind of cop sits on the sidelines when people's lives are at risk?
You stay here.
I count three charges, but no Demo Team.
What do you see?
Same here. No hostiles.
Lots of ticky-tocky bombs.
More charges down here.
I see the countdown. 13:25 until detonation.
That's two minutes after the debate starts.
We need to disarm these things.
Disarming one now.
I hope this neutralizing agent works.
Ahh!
- You okay? - Yeah.
The place is booby-trapped. Be careful up there.
Or don't. It's not polite to touch things that ain't yours.
Yeah, you're not the only one with tricks.
Watch out!
Speedy!
We're clear.
It's clear down here, too.
Top is clear. Thanks.
Sure you should be out in the open?
Don't you have somewhere to be right about now?
I checked the cafeteria, the green room, everywhere.
Everywhere except for the bathroom, apparently.
Sorry. Nervous bladder, I think.
Oh, that was something I never needed to hear, ever.
- Um, are you ready to go? - More than.
All right, come on, buddy. Come on.
Captain Lance never lets his man get away.
You shouldn't either.
Nice applause.
It's enough to bring the house down.
Almost.
Good luck.
Despite a bomb threat, tonight's mayoral debate then went on as scheduled
with Mr. Queen being declared, by most pundits, the clear winner.
Oh! Of course he's the clear winner. He's marrying my daughter.
Well, I think you're a little biased.
Did Alex call with the new poll numbers?
Well, if Bethany Snow is right, he doesn't have to.
Experts are saying that you already won.
- Experts aren't the voters. - Okay.
Well, you at least have one voter in your camp.
- Me! - Only one that matters.
Mmm.
Conklin may have had his difficulties, but he was a good man.
Yeah. He was a good man who attacked me.
- Self-defense. - As it was with her brother?
I'm not saying it lacks irony.
I need you alive, Mr. Queen.
But there are different forms of alive.
Don't test me again.
You did it.
- What was that for? - Thank you.
I don't need thanks, Taiana.
Before he died, Conklin told me
that Reiter was gonna kill everybody here.
We don't have much time.
Thank you.
Uh, John, can I introduce you to Laura Hoffman?
- Laura. - Oh, don't mind if I do. John, hi.
Laura was our neighbor in Ivy Town. She drove all day to get here.
Please. The drive was nothing.
I've been waiting five months for this moment to finally arrive.
Oh, hey, have you started your wedding registry yet?
Because I may very well have the perfect gift idea for you.
Oh, let me guess. Slow cooker?
How did she...
- How did you know that? - I'm telepathic.
Excuse me, sorry to interrupt, but I need you both.
Photographer is here.
- Did you invite him? - Who? Me? Uh...
- Sorry, could I talk to you for a minute? - Yes, absolutely.
- Felicity... - What?
The photographer's right over there.
We will make it there just fine by ourselves.
- Captain. - Nice to see you.
Please.
Thanks. It's quite the party you've got going on here.
What? What? What do you want to talk about?
Well, I came here to apologize because you were right. I...
I lied to you.
Because I was afraid of how you would react to the truth.
That thing that I was worried about?
- It wasn't a gambling problem. - It was HIVE.
The same people that...
- The same people that hurt my baby? - Mmm.
Why wouldn't you tell me that?
'Cause I'm not in their gun sights 'cause I'm police.
I'm in their gun sights 'cause I stopped working for them.
You were working with Damien Darhk?
He threatened Laurel.
And the truth is,
I'm glad Darhk came after me and not her, because if he'd done that, I...
You were protecting her.
Just like you were protecting me.
Well, I'll be...
- I'm so sorry. - No.
Ah...
Is it possible to go blind from too many flashes?
Take a little bit of a break. Just for a moment.
I literally can't see a thing right now.
I think the cure for that is champagne.
Ah! Dr. Queen, I do believe you are right.
Curtis! Paul!
So glad you guys made it.
Quick. Grab a glass of this champagne.
Careful, he might drink the entire bottle.
- I like my bubbly, what can I say? - Mmm-hmm.
Uh-uh-uh.
Mixing a downer with all the coffee you've had in the last 72 hours?
Your head might explode.
Yeah, I have been pulling a lot of crazy hours.
After my surprise was blown on my gift, I wanted to finish it as soon as possible.
Thanks. We forgot to register for microchips.
Actually, it's neither micro nor chip. It's an implantable bio-stimulant.
And why would I need an implantable bio-stimulant?
For walking.
Curtis...
In the perfect world, it'll work in time for you to walk down the aisle.
I mean, but it's pretty cutting-edge, and so I can't promise anything.
You're telling me that this little piece of technology is gonna help me walk again?
After it's implanted in your spine, yes.
He's been trying to crack it for a while,
but he needed a power source, something that would last a lifetime.
- Palmer Technologies' power cell. - Exactly.
Once I solved that, I knew this might actually work.
Oh, my God.
I don't know what to say.
I do.
Curtis, you're terrific. Thank you.
No. Well, don't thank me yet. It still has to work.
It'll work. I know it will. You, come with me.
We're about to make my mother very happy.
- Hi, Daddy. - Hi, sweetie.
Nora, honey, there's someone I'd like you to meet.
Nora, this is William.
William's mother asked us to look after him.
He'll be staying with us for a while.
Nice to meet you, William.
- You want to play? - Sure.
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