Multi-Paul?
You killed my sister!
I don't care if he's your brother.
My best assassin
rots in one of your disgusting American prisons
and you do nothing about it.
Even Machine Head
bent a knee to The Order.
I want to make dinner, Rex.
You two better really need me.
Yes, check it out.
This is way too soon,
but I love you.
I love you, too.
Sorry I ruined your execution, Nolan.
Get away from him.
Mark? Why is your door locked?
- We got to get our own place. - There are fewer
than 50 pure-blooded Viltrumites left in the universe.
You ready to go?
Uh-huh.
I was just taking my medicine.
I didn't even need to remind you.
Proud of you, baby girl.
Did you know that dinosaurs had feathers?
In movies, they look like lizards,
but they actually looked like birds.
Even the T. rex?
Even the T. rex.
They looked like giant chickens.
Giant chickens with teeth.
Principal Lang's starting a cookie fundraiser for library books.
And students that sell the most boxes can win prizes.
I want to sell more than anyone and win a computer.
Mm. Then you're gonna have to hustle.
Oh! She's growing taller every day.
You spoil her, Emir.
Just remember, a new computer doesn't mean more screen time.
I know, Dad.
It's Bella and Baileigh!
Love you, Dad. Bye!
Love you, too.
What'd I tell you about family time?
We got a problem, boss.
Aah!
That was stupid, Paul.
Even for you.
I was this close to convincing Cecil
to put you on a team to make up for all the shit you've done.
Now they're gonna add years to your sentence.
- Doesn't matter. - Of course it matters.
If you pull one more stunt like that, you'll never see daylight again.
People like us don't serve sentences.
Look around, Paul.
You're still in prison.
Even The Order already tried to break you out and failed.
They won't leave me here.
- I'm too useful. - Listen to yourself.
They're not your friends. They use you.
That's why you're in here and they're not.
You think Cecil and the GDA and the Guardians are any different?
They sent you to your death against the Lizard League.
Except I wasn't dead, you idiot.
And I saved the country from getting nuked.
You know, it's Dad's birthday this week.
I know.
I went to see him last month.
How is he?
Same.
Good.
It wasn't his fault, Paul.
He let them take us. Use us.
Turn us into their weapons.
You and I will never agree on that.
You shouldn't have left.
You should have come with me.
You really think the better decision was running away
and becoming an assassin for The Order?
Well, at least they're honest about who they are.
And they pay better.
You're a murderer.
So are you.
I was just trying to give you a way out.
You really think I could just leave The Order?
Even if I wanted to?
Yeah. I do.
Just like your GDA, they don't abandon tools they're not done with yet.
Mark, you're gonna miss breakfast.
- Oh, shit. - Ow, no... Ow, ow, ow.
There's so many small things in your room.
Uh, come around and I'll knock on the front door, okay?
See you in a second.
Oh, buttermilk pancakes.
Whoa.
You're right. He's still growing.
That's weird, someone's at the door so early.
Hey, Eve. What a surprise.
Oh. Well, hello.
I was just in the neighborhood and figured I'd drop by and see you guys.
Why'd you fly out of Mark's window
if you were just gonna come back and...
Ow!
Eve!
Would you like to join us for breakfast?
Well, I would love to. Thank you for asking.
Not at all. Pull up a chair.
I had Oliver set an extra place, just in case.
Oh.
Uh, lucky for me, I guess.
So, Mark, did you get a good night's sleep?
I, uh...
Mark wasn't sleeping.
He and Eve had a sleepover.
- Oliver, what the hell? - Ow!
Stop kicking me.
They made too much noise playing and woke me up.
We were watching, um, a movie.
I didn't know it was gonna be that loud.
Ow! Oliver!
- Ow. - These pancakes are amazing, Mrs. Grayson.
Are they buttermilk? They're so soft and fluffy and light.
I tried making blueberry pancakes once, but I had way too many blueberries
and then the batter was really soggy,
and then the blueberries weren't even sweet.
Maybe it was the wrong time of year.
I-I definitely think it was the wrong time of year. Yeah.
Okay, um, moving on.
Mom, uh, how much does it cost to rent an apartment?
Since when did you become interested in real estate?
E-Eve and I... um, we were talking.
After what happened with Angstrom,
maybe...
it's better if we shared a place of our own.
Oh.
And you're seeing Paul now.
You know, you'd probably like it better if I'm not walking in on you both
when I come home from a big fight.
You're both adults,
and free to make your own choices.
But I like having you two around.
I know, Mom. I like it, too, but...
can't live at home forever.
But then who's gonna hang out with me?
Hey, I'm not-I'm not leaving forever, Oliver.
I'll be, like, a five-second flight away.
When you brought up moving out, I thought it was just talk.
But you're actually serious, huh?
If we had a place of our own,
we could just be together, you know?
Like a grown-up couple who's in this thing for real.
That is, if you want to.
Nothing would make me happier than waking up in our own apartment
to your handsome, drooling face.
Wait, I don't drool. Do I?
But you're in?
I'm in.
Now we just have to figure out how to afford it.
Mm. You already made a treehouse.
You could just make us a cool place here in the city.
And put it where... the middle of the park?
The city has zoning laws for those kinds of things.
Oh, right. Well,
maybe I can look for a part-time job or something.
I know the problems your prison faces.
In the past year, Payton's had five riots, three escapes
and too many attempted breakouts to count.
How can I help you, Ms. Wilkins?
I get it.
You're suffering from overcrowding,
a criminally slow response from the GDA during emergencies,
and a serious lack of funding.
None of that is your fault.
I'm here to offer you a solution.
Go on.
A superhero on retainer.
Available and ready to handle any and all supervillain-related problems.
He can fly, he's got super strength
and he's practically invulnerable.
In fact, he stopped a breakout here not too long ago
with minimal damage and zero casualties.
Imagine having someone of that caliber
just a text away, 24/7.
What company are you with again?
You look 19.
I'm the owner of a private security firm. We're called...
Inc.
Uh, first call's free.
You failed!
You asked me to break Multi-Paul out of prison,
and out of respect, I hired a team to do it.
But the job went sideways.
Then try again.
No.
Or at least not now.
There's too much heat.
They've still got that anti-teleport field up
and my sources say the prison just hired a superhero
as their new guard dog.
Find a way to get my assassin back.
You have 24 hours.
And if I don't?
I hear little Fiona's
becoming quite the entrepreneur.
Nessa, where's Fiona?
Rodrigo drove her back an hour ago.
What did I tell you?
The expansion on the east side was the right move.
- Fiona! - Daddy?
Oh, sweet thing. How was school today?
Everything okay?
School was great. We had a math quiz and I got an A.
And I sold all my cookies.
That's my girl.
A tiny old man with a metal mouth bought 'em.
You're staying at home with your mom until I tell you otherwise. Got it?
Am I in trouble?
No, baby, it's just business.
Honey, what's going on?
I don't even know how to set up my email,
and you created a whole business.
You're incredible.
Thank me after we get our first paycheck.
And once I finish my classes, I'll be out there with you.
Also, the email thing... it's not that difficult.
Mark?
Mark, wake up.
What's up, Mom?
I was just... Hmm?
Oliver's gone.
If Liu wants Multi-Paul so bad,
why doesn't he go get him himself?
Yeah, he wants Paul back, but it's about more than that.
It's also him seeing if you're gonna play ball
with The Order or not.
If you're gonna be a good boy and do as you're told.
He crossed the line.
Boss, uh... there ain't no line with The Order.
You think Multi-Paul is their only assassin?
Hell, last guy who went up against Liu got eaten.
Came out as fuckin' dragon shit.
How'd an asshole like Machine Head survive as long as he did?
Believe it or not, he can shut up when he has to.
But he was always angling for Liu's seat.
Wanted to run The Order himself.
There ain't a game more dangerous than that.
What if someone took him?
Could be whoever was spying on us.
We don't know that yet.
Maybe Robot could help?
Shit, do I need to call Cecil? He's got cameras everywhere.
Over there.
- Let's check it out. - Wait.
It's not fair. You can fly.
You got to do it without using your powers.
Okay, okay, no flying.
Promise.
You can do this. Come on, Oliver.
Come on, you got this.
Ready?
Aah!
Uh...
Oh!
You okay?
That was hard. But I almost did it.
I'm gonna do it again.
You can do it.
You got to lean forward more.
My dad would kill me if he caught me sneaking out again.
So would my mom.
- You got this, Oliver. Come on. - Lean forward.
He made friends.
Like, normal friends.
And they're just... playing.
Of course he made friends, Mark. He's a kid.
It's just too bad he had to sneak out to do it.
Beat it, shrimps.
It's past your bedtime.
Nuh-uh. We were here first.
"We were here first."
Duh. Why the hell are you purple?
Let's go. I'm-I'm getting tired anyway.
We're not leaving. You leave.
Oh!
I said... get lost!
Ooh, watch out... he's getting mad.
Oliver can take care of himself.
It's not him I'm worried about.
Well, what you gonna do, shrimp?
Huh?
- Aah! - Huh?
- Whoa! - Huh? What the fuck?
He's got fucking powers.
That was awesome.
He's a good kid, Mark.
Honestly, Brad wasn't on my radar,
but after that last date, he's totally grown on me.
And he's, like, a good kisser...
Oh! Hey, Rae.
Uh, right on time.
- It's almost midnight. - Uh, yeah, I know.
Ah. This took me a little longer than I thought.
Pull up a chair. I'm cooking you dinner.
I gathered. But why?
Oh. Because you-you said it was something you wanted to do.
You know, like, have a normal dinner. So...
ta-da!
I thought you said you didn't cook.
Ooh, that's what I thought, too. But look at all this.
Honestly, I'm as surprised as you are. Oh!
Oh-ho.
Full disclosure: it's from a meal kit.
Turns out I can follow instructions when I want to.
It smells delicious, actually.
Ooh! I almost forgot.
You did not get that in the meal kit.
Okay. So, remember when the Immortal told us
to "grab our stuff" and get out of Guardians HQ?
I may have also grabbed some of his stuff.
Specifically, a few bottles of...
château... ooh...
something-something I don't know how to pronounce.
- You mean you stole a few bottles. - Ah, potato, "potahto."
I've been doing it for years and he's never noticed.
Besides, wine like this is wasted
on a guy who hasn't smiled in 10,000 years.
1762?
Such a good year.
You know, other than the incurable diseases
and tooth decay and people never taking showers...
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Oh.
So, that's terrible.
- Oh, it's so bad. Oh. - Quick, eat something.
- Mmm. - Ah.
Mmm.
You know that none of this...
none of this is normal, right?
Yeah.
But it's still good.
Thank you.
Name and number of the inmate you're here to see.
Sir.
Well, well, well,
look who it is.
My own personal Judas.
Machine Head. You don't sound so hot.
Don't look so hot either.
You think this place knows anything
about maintaining a piece of quality machinery like me?
I could help with that.
Cut the shit, rocks for brains, and get to the point.
I'm missing my computer classes.
How else am I gonna learn Microsoft Word
and get a job in a fucking office?
Oh.
Oh, I see. It finally happened.
You had a visit from an old guy with metal teeth
and a bodyguard the size of Nebraska.
Except they're not from Nebraska.
Yeah.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Did Isotope not tell you about The Order
when you two assholes stabbed me in the back?
That even if you crawled out from under my thumb,
there's always a bigger thumb?
Well, welcome to reality, muchacho.
I hope Mister Liu turns into that giant snake
and eats you for dinner!
He does that. I'm serious. I saw it once.
- It was amazing! - You done?
No, but you are if you don't get on your knees,
say you're very, very sorry,
and do whatever the fuck Liu tells you to.
He wants me to break out Multi-Paul.
Yeah, I bet he does. Missing his little murder machine.
But unless I missed something, you haven't done that.
I don't need the heat. And Invincible guards the prison now.
Aw. Is your old super friend still sore at you
after my giant space cat rearranged his face?
Man, that was a good time.
I almost want to forgive you just for that moment.
But to be clear, I don't.
I'm still a little tiffed about how everything went down.
Liu also threatened my daughter. And that crossed a line.
Oh, I'm sorry. He crossed a line?
You better report him to HR.
The Order takes these things very seriously.
You got two options, pal.
One, you figure out a way
to get Liu's stabby little friend out of hock.
Or two, you and your precious little family
are dragon chow. That's it.
That's all. Make a choice already.
You got that fancy head
all packed in with transistors and other computer bullshit,
and you still think I'm just some dummy from the streets?
That's how I took you down.
Like I said...
they don't know how to maintain a guy like me in here.
And his... friends...
they didn't make fun of him for, you know,
being purple?
They didn't seem to care.
You're sure he was having fun?
Yeah, Mom. I know what fun looks like.
He still shouldn't be sneaking out.
What if those bullies come back?
Oliver didn't hurt them. He was really good.
I'm proud of him.
I can't follow him like you can, Mark.
I know.
I'll talk to him about not going out at night again.
But you can always call me or Eve.
Do we really want to stop him from being a kid?
Oh, shit!
Sorry.
If you want to go to jail so badly, I'm happy to help with that.
Whoa. Titan.
I never got to thank you
for almost getting me killed.
What happened between us last time was nothing personal.
Didn't mean for it to get that rough for you.
Unbelievable.
You used me and then left me to die.
I fought like hell to keep you alive.
But Machine Head had to go.
I don't care. You're coming with me...
- We need to talk. - We really don't.
A lot of people are gonna die.
Okay. I'm not falling for that again.
You think I'd just come out here,
let you put hands on me if it wasn't life or death?
You think I'm that stupid?
This is still some bullshit.
Bet you don't recognize this neighborhood anymore.
Not that guys like you ever came down here,
even though it used to be a war zone under Machine Head.
Look at it now. No more murders.
No more crime.
Folks no longer afraid to live here.
No more murders or crime except for yours.
That's not how I run things.
Ask your friends in the GDA if shit isn't better now than a year ago.
They're not my friends anymore.
Huh.
You heard of The Order?
- Or Mister Liu? - No.
They're a global crime syndicate.
Superpowered.
He's their leader and can turn into a dragon.
A big dragon.
Yeah, so?
I don't work for them. But they think otherwise.
And if I don't break Multi-Paul out from prison
they're gonna kill me and my family and do it themselves.
What? No. Multi-Paul's a murderer. I'm not letting you break him out.
You want me to stay in charge here.
If I go, they'll replace me with someone
who doesn't give a shit about anything but The Order.
And all this goes back to how it was, but worse.
Yeah. No.
We're not doing this.
Thought you superheroes cared about saving lives.
Don't even start with me. Come on, I'm taking you to prison.
Come on, dude. I can fly.
You're not getting...
away.
Huh?
- We all look the same to you, hero? - Ugh.
- Mark? - What?
You haven't blinked for, like, five minutes.
Are you having second thoughts about the apartment?
No. No, no, that's not it.
Titan may be less bad than Machine Head or this
Order or whatever they're called,
but the guy's still bad.
And working with him is only gonna drag you down to his level.
You did the right thing.
Your time is up.
Where is my assassin?
Still in prison.
Mm. I clearly underestimated
your intelligence.
A lot of people do that.
Isotope, take them both a mile up
and let them find their own way down.
Isotope?
Huh?
Sorry, Titan. Nothing personal.
I just like breathing.
Boss.
Fuck!
Fuck you, fucking dragon.
Aah!
And... R.I.P. Titan.
No way he could survive a fall like that without his shell.
Aah!
Guard my body.
Uh, Warden...
- Ugh. - What?
Titan wasn't lying.
There's a dragon attacking the penitentiary.
Okay. Let's go.
What?
I screwed up.
I don't want you getting hurt because I made a mistake.
Mark.
We're in a relationship now.
That means that we help and support each other,
especially when we screw up.
Besides, I bet we can charge more if there's two of us.
Titan told me about you.
Then you should know you're already dead.
Aah!
Right. It's got a tail.
Warden! Warden! Power's out
- and so is the anti-teleport field! - We got bigger problems.
Don't even think about it.
I will show you the error of your name.
You're not the first person to point that out.
Aah!
Oh, shit.
Your power may come from the stars,
but mine comes from beyond this reality.
Hmm.
You're a fictional creature, dude.
Eve...
we got to charge more than we're charging.
You cannot kill what I am made from.
Eve, I might need you here.
Man, Titan sure ruined this place.
Well, him and that giant flying lizard we all know and love.
Whoa! Calm down, buddy.
I'm not gonna fight you. You must be what, like,
700 pounds, eight? You'd murder me.
Besides, that's not my style.
But I am gonna kill your boss.
Mark!
See, you made the same mistake I did.
Oh, almost feels like cheating.
But I like cheating.
Huh?
Machine Head wanted the dragon to eat you
before he killed Mr. Liu.
But I figured I owed you one.
You... I'm taking you to jail.
Nah.
But thanks for the help, hero.
Doing good, even if you didn't mean to.
See you around.
Are you okay?
I don't know.
What else could you have done?
You couldn't let Titan break Multi-Paul out of prison.
Yeah. Instead,
I just helped him kill his biggest rival.
And almost died doing it. Again.
It would have been worse if we'd done nothing.
That dragon could have killed everyone.
Plus, Multi-Paul's still behind bars
and the warden thinks we did an acceptable job.
After I helped rebuild the damage to her prison.
At least you accomplished something.
Hey, we got paid enough for at least three or four months' rent.
About that. Maybe we should...
Hold off on the apartment?
With Oliver sneaking out, it just doesn't feel right
to leave my mom to look after him by herself.
He's my responsibility, too.
You don't need to explain. I get it.
You're not upset?
No, of course not.
But as long as we're talking,
I have been feeling like things were moving...
kinda fast.
With my classes and us dating and everything,
it's been... it's been a lot of changes.
And...
I wouldn't mind slowing down.
Hey, I get it, too.
Now that we don't need to pay rent anymore,
should we still keep Invincible Inc.?
Uh, those Séance Dog collectibles aren't gonna pay for themselves.
Hey, Mom.
Did Oliver sneak out again? I'll find him.
No, he's in bed, reading.
We had a good talk about it.
You were right.
Oliver deserves to be a kid.
He's different, but he's, oh, he's still just a kid.
And kids should have friends,
not parents who won't even let them out to play.
Eve and I are not getting an apartment anymore.
Oh, thank God.
I mean, uh, is everything okay between you two?
If you need to talk...
No, no. Eve and I are good.
We just wanted to slow things down.
I hope you're not doing this because of me.
I can handle myself.
Oh, I know.
I want to be an adult and protect the city
and be a good boyfriend.
And I also want to be here with you and Oliver.
It feels nice living with a little brother, you know?
I don't want that to end just yet.
Aw. It's my pancakes, isn't it?
I mean, duh.
Oh, Mark.
Oh, the biggest thing I've come to learn about adulthood
is that nothing is ever black-and-white.
So I'd say, in terms of growing up,
you're doing just fine.
By the way, just have to say it... I know you and Eve are having sex.
Mom! What?
It's a natural part of life. And I want you to know...
Okay! All done, Mom. Great talk. Okay, good night.
Oh, it's so good to be back, amigos.
Did you miss me? Don't answer that.
Because we all know the answer is you missed me so much
you didn't do shit about it.
Now, given that I took our poor old friend
and previous leader Mr. Liu behind the proverbial woodshed...
and let's be honest, shot him in the fucking head...
that entitles me to his seat, and therefore,
the primo position in The Order.
Any objections?
That's what I like to hear.
Now, does anyone have any new business
he, she or it would like to bring up?
Huh?
Anyone.
I know that seemed like it was to the room,
but I'm not fucking talking to you, Slaying Mantis!
Yeah. I've got new business.
I keep the city,
you all get everything else.
But I'm out.
We good?
Eh...
what the hell.
You caught me in a once in a lifetime good mood.
Okay, take your toys and go home.
We don't want you in our super special secret club anyway.
Anyone else here got a problem with that?
Aw, you guys did miss me.
This is gonna be so great.
Thank you.
Hey, Titan, before you go... nice job.
The way you played me and Liu...
pure genius. Mwah!
Uh...
I'm fucking with you.
Backstab me again and I'm gonna drown you in your kid's blood
while I tear off your wife's skin
and eat her heart.
And I don't even eat meat, so that's saying a lot.
¿Comprende?
That guy... watch out.
Smarter than you think.
Even for someone who's 50% rock.
All right, who's ready
to make a little money?