I've been thinking a lot about projected personas, or… masks.
Dr. Glenn, I need help.
I'm sure we can work something out.
Thank you.
You know, politics, it's a different type of problem solving.
Most of it is new to me.
This project simply doesn't align with our interests.
But some things, they remain unchanged.
Find what a person wants,
then either withhold it…
Make it 2.8 for Viktor.
Or provide it… and they'll do anything.
Man's obviously mocking the police.
We can use this.
A task force.
It's every bad apple in the barrel.
This is what Hector would have wanted.
All those kidnappings were all close to the old track 61.
The rule of law will prevail.
Should you go back to any of your old activities…
there will be consequences.
When you look outside this window, what do you see?
- Starbucks? - Voters.
Voters.
What do you see, sir?
Fear. A city churning to a stop…
And I promised the city that I would…
protect them from this… freak,
and we have nothing.
Well, that's not entirely true, sir.
A girl named Angela Del Toro was dropped off
at Presbyterian late last night.
Says she actually escaped from Muse.
- She's still alive? - She lost a lotta blood,
like, 2,500 milliliters
which, I don't know, kinda sounds like a lot,
but she was able to point the cops toward Muse's hideout.
But how did she escape?
The girl claims she was rescued by the vigilante known as "Daredevil."
So, he's back.
- We don't know that for sure. - Get out.
He's back.
It's okay.
I'm here.
Matt…
You were gone when I got here.
Madison case. It's a bear.
Matt, you left your briefcase here
and……you didn't get those bruises at work.
I went for a walk. I'm having trouble sleeping. Okay?
Sorry, Heather, I know, I know you worry about me,
but… I do just occasionally bump into things.
It is part of my reality.
- Then why lie about going for a walk? - 'Cause it's embarrassing, sweetie.
No, Matt. What's going on?
You're checked out a large portion of the time.
You put yourself in dangerous situations like the bank.
You're beat up. Is this some sort of self-harm?
No.
Look, I'm just dealing with some things, and obviously not very well.
Some things?
Look, Heather, you realize I used to have this whole other life…
and it was a lot… different to this.
At your old firm, with your old friends.
Foggy and…
Karen.
Kinda.
You know, and sometimes this all feels,
to me, feels like…
…fake.
Fake?
- Not you. - Yeah.
I'm sorry to do this…
but you have been tamping down trauma for so long…
you can't even see when it's bubbling up inside of you
and threatens to ruin everything good you have.
I know. I know.
- Everything good we have. - Yep.
And I'm trying really hard to fight it.
It's not a fight. It's a process.
Got it. Understood. Thank you.
- Dr. Glenn. - Oh!
- Don't joke your way out of this. - Okay, okay, I'm sorry.
Hey, I'm sorry.
I love you, Matt.
I love you, too.
- What the hell is wrong with you? - Morning, Cherry.
You think I wouldn't find out?
You give me your word and then you pull this shit?
Keep your voice down, please. Let's talk in the conference room.
Matt, can I just chat with you for a second…
Just give me two minutes. I just need to talk to Cherry about the Edelstein case.
- Two minutes. - Mm-hmm.
- I told you to stay out of it. - What was I supposed to do?
The cops were dicking around getting nowhere.
I found Muse in one night.
- You want a medal? - He's a serial killer.
Cherry, this is different.
Sixty dead. Would've been one more if Daredevil hadn't shown up,
and he's still out there.
So I need you to reach out to your contacts and find out exactly where
- all of Muse's victims… - No, what, so you think
- I'm gonna enable you with this shit? - After last night,
he's gonna go into survival mode 'cause he knows he's got limited time.
If I can figure out his pattern, I can figure out where he's gonna strike next.
So, do me a favor, talk to your contacts…
No. No, no, no, no.
If you wanna blow up your life again, you go ahead…
but you're on your own.
You know, was a time when you were on the force,
moments like this, you called me.
It was just over a year ago… when he vanished.
But why now?
It's not like Muse is the first serial killer the city's ever seen.
We're talking about a man who… dresses in a devil costume.
- I don't know why. - If he is back,
if he is going after Muse,
it's not the worst thing in the world, is it?
I just mean… for the sake of the city.
For the sake of the city.
We're talking about a man who singlehandedly destroyed
ten years of business infrastructure.
- You understand what I'm saying? - Yes, sir.
Ten years I built that operation.
It was totally fail-proof.
Fail-proof until he had me unjustly arrested.
He took down my entire business,
one that made hardworking people,
who believed in themselves and my enterprise,
richer than they ever dreamed of!
An entire network of blue-collar millionaires,
from distributors overseas to the… to the port workers here.
Those people, they had… they had grit.
He went on a rampage. He tracked down all my workers,
custom facilitators, all of them…
Savagely beating them.
He broke bones. Broke spirits.
Without due process. Without standing or legal cause.
All because of this twisted, delusional man.
This vigilante.
Because of his righteousness.
But… you've moved on from that now, huh?
You're the Mayor now.
Yes, I… I have more resources.
Institutional resources. Law enforcement resources.
Using those to settle old scores could be seen as an abuse of power.
When I brought you over…
from your previous life,
can you recall why I said I hired you?
I believe you called it my ability to think… asymmetrically.
Yes, Buck, yes.
Now, I have the responsibility to protect this city
from anyone who steps outside of the law.
I was right, Mr. Murdock.
Hector was right.
And then Daredevil kicked the shit out of him.
- Daredevil saved me. - Yeah, I heard.
Angela, what do you remember? About Muse? About Track 61? Anything?
Besides the murder basement and the bloodletting stuff?
Yeah, besides that.
Those… detectives asked me a bunch of questions when I woke up.
Jesus.
What's the point?
- Cops ain't gonna do nothing about it. - No. If they don't,
somebody will. I promise you.
Now, I need you to think really carefully.
What can you tell me that was out of the ordinary?
What was different? Unique?
He had these, uh… these sketches
and he was really… amped about them.
Kept talking about them. He kept doing them.
What of? Like, uh, murals? Of people?
Faces.
Thanks for meeting me, Mrs. Fisk.
You've been causing a lot of chaos, Luca.
If you're looking for attention, there are other ways.
Look, I'm a straight shooter. I don't do politics.
Why the hell does he wanna be mayor? What's his angle?
I don't have to explain my husband's actions to you or to anyone.
You think it's bullshit too, don't you?
We're not earning like we were with you.
Most of us aren't earning at all.
Then he sends the Brit to ding me for nearly two million.
That was me.
- Oh. - You know the rules.
Play nice. Keep smart. Keep low.
You did none of that. Now you owe.
The rules were worth it when you were running things.
It was better then. You know that.
I can see it on your face.
Maybe…
It's time for a change.
Are you asking for my permission or… my help?
That's up to you.
Hi.
I've been having this dream.
It's my eighth birthday and we're at the house Upstate.
We used to spend summers there.
And I go outside and someone hands me this bouquet of red balloons,
and I don't know why. No other kid has them.
And then my parents, they wheel out this…
like, giant birthday cake…
…and they call for me to come over but when I join them, they don't see me.
I mean, no one knows I'm there.
Um, what do you think it means?
I have no idea.
You said your parents put a lot of pressure on you.
No, I love my parents.
Bastian Cooper. Who is he?
And are you certain he's our guy?
Certain, no. Confident, yes.
I, um, found a piece of clothing in Muse's lair and we assumed it was fabric,
but our analysis showed that it was actually canvas.
Canvas?
This particular canvas is very rare, very expensive.
There's only two stores in the entire city that sell it.
In the last two weeks, 12 people have bought it
and we have talked to 11 of them.
Bastian is the only person we couldn't find.
Doesn't prove he's guilty.
No, but when we started looking into Bastian's past…
…we made some troubling discoveries.
Involuntary commitment when he was 15.
Expelled from Phillips Exeter.
Involuntary commitment when he was 17
and… another one when he was 20.
- He certainly does have issues. - There is one more thing, sir, um…
How familiar are you with taekwondo?
I like boxing.
Did I ever tell you I used to compete in taekwondo?
No. Did you enjoy it?
No, I hated it.
I mean, my parents, they always wanted an athlete in the family.
So, you competed in taekwondo… to prove yourself to them?
No, I competed in taekwondo because they made me…
and it was awful, but they wouldn't let me quit.
There are really only a handful of truly elite taekwondo coaches
and Lee Suk Ji was one of them.
That's why his father hired Coach Lee to live with them
and coach his son. Bastian was 16 at the time.
You said was…
Three months after Coach Lee started training Bastian,
his body showed up on the estate.
Cause of death was listed as unknown but there was never an investigation.
And you think Bastian killed him.
I'll put it this way. It wouldn't surprise me if he did.
But you know, we're in a innocent-until- proven-otherwise business so…
You know, I hated him but…
In the end, I learned a lot from Coach Lee.
Um, do you still compete in taekwondo?
Uh, God no, um…
I mean, all I ever wanted to be was an artist.
To be the person I am now and…
That's all thanks to you.
That is kind of you to say, but…
- I'm just the conduit… - No, you're the key.
I mean, don't you see that?
I mean, you've unlocked something in me, Dr. Glenn.
Something I didn't know was missing.
I mean, you've allowed my creativity to flourish,
to soar to heights I never even imagined.
So, um, let's talk about homework…
No, you're not listening to me, Dr. Glenn.
This city… is finally starting to see me for who I really am.
Does that mean you've been displaying your art?
You could say that.
Is there anything else you found… in that tunnel?
Uh, I'm sorry, sir?
There's rumors that, uh, Muse and the victim wasn't…
Well, they weren't the only ones down there.
Rumors that… the vigilante from Hell's Kitchen is back.
Well, those, uh, aren't just rumors.
We don't have confirmation on that, sir,
but we are definitely open to the possibility.
Yeah. Uh, thank you. You've done a good job.
Uh, of course, sir.
And I'll take it from here.
- Thank you, sir. - Uh-huh.
Bastian, your nose.
Becoming your true self can be scary.
It's like you always say,
"We can't hide from ourselves.
"It's only when we embrace who we are, we can truly be free."
Tell me about that drawing.
You already know, Dr. Glenn. I can see it in your face.
Hey. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Come on. This is a good thing.
Now there are no more secrets between us.
Is that…
My true self.
Bastian, please…
I… I know what you're thinking, Dr. Glenn.
There's only one question on your mind right now.
"Can I make it to the door in time?"
- Hey. - Kirsten.
Where is Matt?
Uh, he said he had to go Uptown,
- pick up a report. - What report?
To be honest, the kid's kind of on my shit list right now, so…
You know, Cherry, I never thought that you'd be the one hiding things from me.
- Kirsten… - Matt has got a ton on his plate,
and yet, every time I see him,
he's in some kind of private conversation with you.
What do you want me to say?
The same confidence I give Matt, I give to you.
See, that doesn't work for me! We're a team here,
and hiding things from one another isn't gonna get us anywhere.
I trust you, and I trust Matt.
Be nice if that was a two-way street.
…the battery suspect is…
Same.
Oh, Christ.
Hey!
Shit!
Are you sure it was him?
Well, yeah. As far as I could tell.
Look, the facial recognition ID'd the sketch as Heather Glenn,
a psychiatrist downtown.
Yeah, I'll… I'll put out an APB.
No! Don't. The Task Force can handle this.
You are the thin, dark line protecting this city.
Remind them of that.
- And don't disappoint me, Powell. - I won't, sir. None of us will.
Bastian, what are you doing?
My name is Muse.
- Bastian, please. - Don't fucking call me that!
I am Muse! Muse. M-U-S-E.
It was you.
I read your books. I've watched you.
You know. You understand who I am.
Please don't hurt me.
Honestly, I can't guarantee that.
Muse, where are you going with all of this?
Please. Please don't.
Please don't.
Please. Please don't do this.
Don't you care about all the people you killed?
Huh? Do you feel nothing?
No. No. Not yet.
What the hell is that?
Oh.
What the fuck are you doing?
You've kidnapped me, and then you're gonna, what, shoot me? Huh?
Look at you. You can't even talk to me without that insane mask on!
Anybody who needs a mask is a coward.
Let's move! Let's move! Go! I'm goin' in loud in two! Go!
Approaching the North entrance. Stand by to breach.
Stack up!
Breach.
Heather? Heather. Heather. Stay… Stay…
It's okay, stay with me.
Stay with me. Stay with me.
Here. Here. It's all over. Heather.
Hey. Hey. Heather, it's over.
- Breach. - Yeah.
Secure the scene, we have gained access. All units, sitrep.
Muse is dead. Secure the building.
Be advised. There are units outside waiting for your command. Over.
Roll me a bus ASAP. It looks like someone has stabilized the victim.
Copy. Two confirming. One down. One victim in need of EMS.
He had a gun. Part of some murder-suicide grand plan.
And there's something else, sir. He wasn't the only one up here.
What do you mean?
When we made entry into the room, Muse was already dead.
The place was a chaotic mess.
I mean… he was here. Daredevil.
- Are you sure? - Positive.
Well, like you said, it was chaotic up here and hard to see or to tell.
What we do know is that, you and your men did your job.
That you stopped Muse.
You are heroes.
There was no one else up here. Isn't that right, Sergeant North?
Yes, it is, Mr. Mayor. That's right.
Yes.
Imma… go.
I don't know about what they say they saw,
but I saw Daredevil
go through that window.
Look at you.
You know your boss will kick your ass for that.
Nah. He's loving me these days.
Besides, he's dealing with a personal matter tonight.
So, why drag me away from beers in Bushwick?
New York One and all the majors, they comb through your blog, don't they?
Of course. 'Cause I get all the real shit.
Like Daredevil taking out Muse?
You burned me with that Mayor garbage thing.
Look, you were high.
- You were slipping. I just… - Shut up.
We're friends, BB, but I'm not a fuckin' chump,
and you owe me.
The Task Force took out Muse. Not Daredevil.
Yeah. The one problem with that is it's bullshit.
You're not stupid, BB.
Mayor Fisk isn't fuckin' around, and neither am I.
See, this here, this is a carrot and a stick situation,
with a very big carrot and a very big stick.
Are you actually… threatening me?
No, no. I'm presenting you with an opportunity.
A great one, with a great man,
and what you decide in the next few seconds will determine
how totally awesome or totally shitty the rest of your life is.
And I'd be so stoked if you made the right call. You know?
Matt?
I'm here.
It wasn't a nightmare.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
Listen, the, uh, doctor came by.
Said you have minor lacerations but no concussion,
so we can take you home, first thing in the morning, okay?
You're gonna be okay.
- I killed him, Matt. - You didn't have a choice.
How do you know?
I know. I know 'cause I know you.
There was someone else there.
I mean, right before Bastian tried to…
And that's when he showed up.
I think.
You think?
I think he said my name.
Who?
Daredevil.
Breaking news tonight.
The serial killer known as Muse is dead,
and a Tribeca doctor is in stable condition.
Muse was shot several times during a daring rescue
by Mayor Fisk's newly formed…
…Anti-Vigilante Task Force.
Masked men can no longer keep our city hostage.
I promised to keep our streets safe and… I delivered.
Mayor Fisk! Mayor Fisk!
Thank you, Buck.
Could you call Vanessa and ask her
if she'd like me to bring her home some sole meunière?
- Of course, sir. - Hmm.