You got it all wrong. I was looking for you.
- Yeah. To kill us. - No, I want to help.
I don't know what you or the agency thinks that you're doing here, but it's—
Well, I don't know what a Lieutenant Governor actually is,
so I guess we're even, aren't we, Juan?
All of this is not supposed to be
in a warehouse in Brooklyn, it's supposed to be on its way
to Guinea-Bissau.
Your shipment will be delivered.
I would ask that you practice patience!
You really don't have to do this, man.
I don't even know what I did. But whatever it was,
- I probably deserve it. - Get out of the car, Daniel.
We work for a man who can change your life.
And all he asks in return is loyalty.
Make a choice.
Javi, I need you to do something for me.
Yo, you're BB.
- Can I get a pic? - Yeah, for sure. Come on.
First, you try to kill me,
and then you try to save me.
I'm trying to save you because I tried to kill you.
Little help?
Vanessa?
Nurse!
"They that love beyond the world
"cannot be separated by it.
"Death cannot kill what never dies."
I'm deeply sorry for your loss, Mr. Fisk.
Even in her final moments, she was the brightest of lights.
Take solace in knowing that she...
is at rest now.
Gone to the beautiful darkness that awaits us all.
It has been a sad honor...
accompanying you on this journey, Mr. Fisk.
Mr. Fisk.
Mr. Fisk—
Mr. Fisk.
"Requiem aeternam dona ei, domine
"et lux perpetua luceat ei.
"Requiescat en pace."
Amen.
"Domine Iesu Christe,
"Rex gloriae
"libera animas omnium
"fidelium defunctorum...
"De poenis inferni..."
Nothing here.
"Et de profundo lacu..."
Okay.
"Libera eas
"de ore leoni."
Thank you, Mayor Fisk.
"Ne absorbeat eas tartarus...
"Ne cadant in obscurum."
Amen.
On your mark.
Get set.
Spin!
Oh, nice try.
Spin again.
Let's go for more.
On your mark.
Get ready. Spin!
Way to go!
Hey, there she is!
Honey.
This is not a toy.
He's lost a lotta blood, but I got the bullet out.
If he can keep it clean and prevent infection,
which is a big "if,"
he should be fine.
Angela,
pasame esa venda por favor.
Thank you, Soledad. Good to know.
I'm really doing my best here. But he could really use a hospital.
No.
That would sign his death warrant.
Maybe we should.
- Karen. - What? I'm not behind this.
He should be dead or in one of Fisk's dungeons, not here.
- Understood. - She's right.
The whole city is popping off 'cause of what he did.
It was an accident.
This time.
Hey. What's goin' on out there?
Lotta people crying their eyes out,
throwing thoughts and prayers about the Mayor's wife.
But not everyone.
Not even close.
Even more people are pissed, and not at him.
The raids and people disappearing, it's worse than ever.
There's a lotta talk about the vigil at City Hall.
Like people,
our people.
Sounds like trouble.
Si Titi.
Listen,
I need you to promise me that you're gonna stay low.
You're gonna stay safe, okay?
- Any news from Christofi? - No.
But my source should drop the Red Hook testimony soon.
Good. That'll help with the hearts and minds.
Oh, we've got those.
The Resistance grows every day.
Whenever someone gets locked up or disappears.
- It's not enough, we need more. - How do you mean?
Okay. Uh...
Do you remember that night at the Clinton Street Church?
He killed Father Lantom and then he hurt you so bad, I actually
- thought I'd lost you for a minute. - Yeah. Yeah, I remember.
So you told me that you were gonna kill Fisk and I told you not to.
- That I knew how— - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I remember.
What if I was wrong?
Karen, please stop it.
Can't you see that is what separates us from him?
- Are we really still that separate? - Yes, we are! We are separate.
It is not up to us to take life.
I know, I know!
All right, I pay every day for what I did to Wesley.
I still have fucking nightmares!
But the difference is I don't regret it.
It was him or me.
And what if that's what it's like with you and Fisk? Him or you?
What if this doesn't end until one of you goes down?
I can't think about it that way.
Well, you're gonna have to.
He has proven that he will not hesitate!
This isn't— It's not— This isn't you.
It's not you.
- It's her. - Where?
310, Garnet Street.
Okay.
What do we do about him?
Vengeance isn't justice, Karen.
Yeah.
I won't be long.
Hey...
Mayor Fisk, I just wanted to say how—
With Vanessa, at least I had a sense someone had his ear,
someone could rein him in.
I wouldn't have relied on that much.
Pressure on my office is immense.
I'm getting it from all sides, the raids, the Task Force.
Well, I don't see him budging.
Not after this.
Well, he may not have a choice.
What does that mean?
She said this was gonna be her last term.
And then you'd get the nod?
Yeah, she promised to support my candidacy. Yes.
You know, where I'm from,
the lady gets to keep the crown right up until the big man upstairs comes along.
Yeah?
Well, where you're from, spotted dick is a dessert.
This is not a monarchy, Cashman.
Are you sure about that?
You've waited patiently, haven't you?
You've been a loyal servant.
- Yeah, you're damn right. - Mmm.
Well, why wait for the big man then?
You once told me you'd never run for higher office.
You know I can't stomach the campaign.
What if I told you, you wouldn't have to?
So, when were you going to tell me?
Tell you what?
Happy birthday.
I guess I'm not really feeling the birthday this year, you know?
I need to be here for him.
I don't think you really can be.
Come on. All right, where are we going tonight? What are we doing?
Um, we're doing nothing. Nowhere.
Why are you lying to me?
Why are you keeping tabs on my personal life?
Daniel, it's your birthday. I put it in my phone calendar, you psycho.
I get it.
It's dudes only, right?
Luger's? Flashdancers?
My mother's house.
Seriously?
Yeah.
Wait, that's really sweet.
Oh, well, I'm glad you think so.
What if I came with?
To my ma's house?
You actually wanna come to Staten Island?
Yeah.
I do.
- Uh... - Miss Urich.
Lovely to see you.
Everything good?
You do always seem to be where the action is, don't you?
Well, that's what journalists do, Mr. Cashman.
Journalists, right.
Do you mind if I borrow Daniel for a second?
Just a quick word.
Sure. Of course.
Thanks.
Shall we?
- Fuck. - Daniel, Daniel,
- you need to pull yourself together. - What we did last night was insane.
It was an order,
and it is behind you, and you move on, okay?
Listen to me, our little nature walk was the price of admission.
You're in the big time now.
And the big time
will take care of you.
- God. - If...
you take care of it.
What do you mean?
What?
Our friend, BB.
What about her?
Daniel, I know you're fond of her.
But I think you're letting it cloud your judgment.
Well, she's not the leak.
- Okay, and do you have proof? - I don't need it.
Well, I do, and more importantly, the Mayor does.
Sounds like you two have plans for tonight.
Yeah, but with everything going on, I'm just gonna blow it off.
Don't.
Have you ever heard of the Barium Meal Test?
Yeah, it's like a meal plan or something.
Like Paleo, my mom's on it.
No, Daniel, it's... it's not a meal plan.
More of a technique
developed by my former colleagues.
In order to find a mole,
you must first offer them something to out themselves with.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Feed her something false.
See if it resurfaces.
You see, barium
glows like a light in the darkness.
You with me?
I am.
Good man.
Oh.
And happy birthday.
Hi.
You stole my shit.
So, what? So just...
everyone loses?
Is that how this goes?
Fine, fuck it. Whole thing's
got Kabul 2021 vibes, and I do not need an Abbey Gate.
The sad fucking thing is,
I had really high hopes for you.
So...
Hello? Are you there? Hello—
Fuck!
Let's light this shit up.
Vanessa Fisk was part of the problem!
- Don't cry for her! - Huh?
Cry for the people Fisk has locked up!
How many of our neighbors have disappeared
at the hands of Fisk and his pigs?
- You hurt? - I'm pissed.
They showed up at my house, Matt.
With my daughter there.
- You said this wouldn't touch me. - It shouldn't have, Jess.
- That's way outta Task Force jurisdiction. - Wasn't Task Force.
After you called, I did some digging.
Found out who's been running guns with Fisk and giving him all this cover.
I'm assuming a dozen different warlords in half a dozen countries?
Or certain segments of the US government.
Oh, really? No shit.
A while ago,
this guy called. Obviously agency.
Obviously sketchy as hell.
He was...
interested in people like us.
I told him to fuck off.
Not everyone I know did.
Oh.
Turns out...
Charles is mighty cozy with Mayor Fisk.
And either I'm rusty or he's really good,
because an entire wet team showed up at my house this morning.
They're worse off than I am.
Way you're breathing, you might've cracked a rib.
I'm fine. Shit happens.
No.
No, it doesn't, not to you.
I don't know.
After Danielle, it just...
drops out sometimes,
and then comes back.
I don't think there's an owner's manual for this shit, you know?
How's she doing?
She's good. She's a handful.
Yeah?
Look, I'm sorry.
- You owe me. - Sure.
I'm guessing that's why you wanted to meet here.
He moved the guns from the port.
Center bay!
Keep going. Keep going.
A little more. A little more. Hold!
Hold for inspection!
These guns, Fisk was running them for this guy, Charles?
Yep.
But then his Task Force took 'em?
Yep.
- Okay. - So...
do you wanna cause a little trouble?
It's Daredevil!
You don't wanna do that.
Move in!
Fuck!
I'm gonna fuckin' enjoy—
Let's go.
Everybody out, this place is gonna blow!
- We gotta go! - Hurry!
- Get outta here! - Go!
- Move, move! - We gotta move!
Come on, come on!
Move!
Watch out! Watch out!
Heather.
Buck, I, uh...
I didn't...
You miss her.
So do I.
I lost a lotta friends coming over here.
- I don't have a lotta people. - Neither do I.
You carry a gun.
Suit's supposed to cover it, but...
- I know it's there. - It's part of the job.
I assume you've killed people.
Heather, are you okay?
The man I killed was a patient.
He came to me for help.
He was a madman
who was trying to kill you.
What you did was brave,
and it was necessary.
I don't feel brave.
What did he do?
He cut me.
What else?
He choked me.
Show me.
No.
It's okay.
Heather...
You feel better?
So, are you sure that
your mom's okay with me coming?
- It's fine. - All right. Oh, shit.
Ugh.
You know, these Task Force raids aren't helping, right?
I mean, Fisk has sympathy now,
- but it's not gonna last. - BB,
vigilantes killed his wife.
Daniel, I was there.
You were there. We saw what happened.
Don't spin to a spinner.
It's not gonna matter much anyway.
What does that mean?
I tell you this,
you gotta promise that it didn't come from me.
And it cannot be leaked.
Yes, totally. What is it?
No, no, like,
seriously.
Like, you and me. Like...
friends. Like,
- in it together. - Okay, I got you.
A hundred percent.
You can trust me.
He's not running for re-election.
Wait, what?
That's it.
One and done.
He's out at the end of this term.
Wait, how do you know that? Did he tell you?
After the funeral.
Guess his heart's not in it.
After Vanessa, you know.
Holy shit.
Yeah. Holy fuckin' shit.
Come on.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Yeah, I'm okay.
Fucking bitch.
- You sure it was her? - Yes. I'm sure.
I'm fucking sure.
Hey. Saunders.
- Saunders, right? Yeah. - Yeah. Yes, sir.
Been looking for you.
I...
heard you lost yours.
Thanks.
Hey, move over, come on.
I'll roll with you.
- Yeah? - Yeah, yeah.
All right.
Get up.
Hello, Karen.
Hello, Benjamin.
Your staples...
they hurt?
Good.
Are you gonna shoot me?
Probably.
Go ahead.
Vanessa opened the window,
and I went through it.
Your friend Foggy paid the price.
Foggy for my freedom.
Me for Foggy.
It's just an equation.
You know what?
You're right.
Thank you.
I can't let you do it, Karen.
What the hell is wrong with you?
You keep choosing the wrong people!
Fisk! This thing over the people who love you!
- What? - Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- How can you say that? - Because it's true.
Because you let them live and people die!
Karen...
- Karen... - Please, just let me do this.
Let me carry this
for you.
All you have to do is walk out that door.
What happened to you?
You know, Christofi never made it to witness protection.
My source never started broadcasting,
which, knowing Fisk, probably means that they're both dead.
You wanna know what happened to me?
I grew up.
Hey! Off the fence!
Back it up!
Move! Back up!
Check the other entry. Move.
- Hey. - How you doing?
- I'm all right. Yeah, yeah. - Yeah? You good?
- I'm all right. - All right.
Get back! Hey! Off the fence!
Get back!
This, we call,
"The Vital Spectrum."
- Jesus Christ. - ROY-G-BIV,
right here. So it's red—
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet,
- blah, blah... - Don't listen to him,
he's nothing but a hater.
Who wants more wine?
- Sorry. - Are you kidding?
Love. Love.
Where's the bathroom?
I'll show you. Come here. Yeah.
Come on.
It's just up there to the left.
- Okay, thank you. - Yeah.
I tell the girls, my Vital Spectrum team,
every day, I tell them my son
is gonna change the city.
That Mayor Fisk, he knows talent.
Thanks, Ma.
Your father
would be so proud of you.
Resist! Rebel!
Fuck it, man!
- Come on! Come on! - Come on!
Resist! Rebel!
Ma'am.
There's someone here to see you.
It's after midnight. Who's here?
My deepest apologies, ma'am. It was out of my hands.
Hi, Marge.
I told you to never come here again.
I missed you, too.
Say, I don't think that's how the food chain works.
And I don't think the little fish tells the big fish how to swim.
- I'm the Governor of New York. - Yeah.
Is this the 20-year Michter's I gave you?
'Cause it is fucking delish.
All right.
What do you want?
That's the best part.
Not a single goddamn thing.
I am here to solve your City Hall problem.
She, uh, likes it on for the cat.
Hmm. Is Gloria not coming back down?
No, she's got a schedule.
Chardonnay, melatonin, and then she's out.
Wow. Life goals.
Yeah, really.
Um...
Dude, what?
No way.
- You didn't have to do that. - Why not?
- You afraid to see my true colors shine? - No.
Thank you
for inviting me into your home.
- Hmm. - No, I really loved it. And...
Well, your mom is a fucking legend.
Happy birthday, Daniel Blake.
Fuck.
- What? - Stop. Just— Just stop.
What?
What—
What is this?
I found it in your pocket.
It's the next City Without Fear broadcast, isn't it?
What's on it, huh?
Detainees? Daredevil breaking out people in Red Hook?
Daniel, please.
- Please, just listen to me. I— - No, no. No, no. You listen.
You fucked me, and you fucked us!
And, BB, the most messed up part about this whole thing
is I don't even know if I can protect you anymore.
Protect me from what?
Protect you from him.
And breaking news tonight out of Manhattan.
Demonstrations have escalated outside City Hall.
Manhattan is on lockdown with authorities warning it's becoming dangerous.
New York One will continue to follow the story
and bring you up-to-the-minute reporting as new information emerges.
Resist! Rebel!
- Resist! Rebel! - Fuck!
- Resist! Rebel! - Come on!
Resist! Rebel!
Sir?
I have... news.
The Governor is pulling her support.
A meeting is happening with the AG's office tomorrow.
Resist! Rebel!
Fuck this!
- Hey, what's that? - Yo, what is it?
My name is Soledad Ayala.
Ariana Iacovou.
David Pulaski.
I am a nurse.
I own a restaurant in Astoria.
Come on. Gotta go.
I was detained
and thrown into a cage for weeks.
Fisk...
he tried to foreclose on my bodega.
They shut down my salon for code violations.
I couldn't see a lawyer.
I was detained for weeks.
Caged
like an animal.
Beaten under the Safer Streets act.
We were the missing.
The unheard...
And Daredevil...
Daredevil freed us!
Resist.
Rebel.
Resist.
Rebelar.
You're done, Fisk!
I'm not surprised
you're here, Murdock.
I'm sorry for your loss, Wilson.
Is that why you've come?
To offer condolences?
You know how we tell ourselves this is about the city.
It's about New York.
I'm not so sure that's true anymore.
Is it?
No.
This fight...
it is poison.
It destroys everything.
The city, the...
The people we love.
Nobody wins.
We have to end it now.
Because I am not gonna stop.
I don't know how...
and I don't think you do either.
You're not entirely incorrect.
So what would it take...
for you to walk away?
I'd ask the same of you.
You leave New York.
I leave New York.
There is nothing
to give to me.
Or take away.
Imagine if we'd never met.
Imagine...
Foggy...
- Vanessa... - No...
- They would still— - No!
Understood.
Thank you, Buck.
Weapons-free, kid.
- I know it was you. - What?
- I know it was you, you Fredo fuck.
Powell, what the fuck?
Fucking vigilantes.
They killed Saunders!
On line! On line!
Push those motherfuckers back!
Push them back!
Is this really what you want?
It's what we both want.
Come on!
Resist! Rebel!
Resist! Rebel! Resist!
Out of my way!
Javi!
Oh, my God! Javi!
Push 'em back!
Javi! Javi! No!
Let me check him. Come on. Okay.
What are you going to do?
Arrest me?
You cannot.
Kill me?
You will not.
Javi! No!
Okay, he's breathing. Go get help!
Go, hurry, go.
Holy shit.
Karen fuckin' Page.