Daredevil: Born Again

Thank you, New York.

- - It's humbling to be sitting here,

speaking to you as Mayor this evening.

- I need a favor. - You want me to kill someone?

Foggy Nelson.

Looking for...

Foggy!

I went to Rikers. Ben Poindexter wanted to meet me.

What were you thinking, Matt? Him?

Yeah.

You know what? I don't care. It's fine. It's none of my business.

- -

Karen?

Matt, you have been checking out on me,

disappearing physically and emotionally.

Back at his place, I heard your heartbeats.

You hear mine when I saw you?

Adrenaline, I'm sure.

Foggy believed in you.

Whatever's behind the mask, behind your eyes,

he knew all of it, he knew you. I do, too.

I'm glad you're back.

Cherry is your hatchet man?

- He's my investigator. - Morning, Officer.

I sit atop a pyramid of over 500 ADAs.

You're not gonna be able to stumble into traffic court

without one up your ass.

BB. Is that short for something?

I was named for my uncle.

Ben Urich.

Do you know that Wilson Fisk

was the main suspect in your uncle's murder?

Why do you think I'm here?

Not everything I write is under my name.

So if you ever want to put anything real out there,

there's an email on this card.

Dr. Glenn, allow me to introduce Mayor and Mrs. Fisk.

I would like for you to be

my administration's Commissioner of Mental Health.

It would be my honor.

You are aware of the rumors that surround you?

Shall I call you Swordsman?

Is that a threat?

Of course not. It's merely a warning.

This city is in a crisis.

Consider yourself founding members of my Anti-Vigilante Task Force.

There will be no body cams, no due process, no warrants!

And in the immediate future, curfew is at 8:00 p.m.

New York City is under martial law.

I'm gonna take this city back, Karen.

Where do we start?

So, did Mayor Fisk fix it?

Yeah.

You know, I read the papers, see the numbers that, like,

violent crime is down, way down. Property crime, too.

But screw the papers.

You can feel it. New York is back and better than ever.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Find him!

They're going to come for us.

Northern Star is all over the news.

You definitely sent Fisk a message.

Your source was right. This is big.

It's a crack in Fisk's armor.

The boat was full of weapons. Rocket launchers, assault rifles.

- Military grade. European, I think. - Holy shit.

He's using the Freeport to smuggle arms.

- I think we hit him hard. - Good.

Fisk's gonna lose his mind.

Yeah, I just can't help but wonder what is,

who is all that firepower for?

You know who could find out.

Yeah, yeah, give her a call.

We get the message out there that the mayor is running guns.

The weapons, all of it, still on board, just outside the port.

So, what's next?

Proving it.

Okay, well, I'm pretty sure I could help with that.

Oh, yeah?

I'm kinda counting on it, Miss Page.

I need to call in a favor with Metro General?

No.

Stitches?

No.

Then I guess tonight was a pretty good night.

It could get better.

Harbor Control confirms that the wreck is blocking the entrance to the port.

Nothing is landing until the Northern Star is cleared.

Perishables are being diverted to New Jersey.

This is a terrorist attack.

Orchestrated and executed by the vigilante of Hell's Kitchen.

Uh, yeah, I think I can get that out there.

Powell, I want you to organize the salvage operation.

Copy that. I'll have a crew for you by morning.

The hunt for Daredevil and Karen Page, intensify it.

Yes, sir.

Buck...

Who knew what was in that ship besides you and I?

Only the captain and the first mate, sir.

Find them.

Yeah, it's me.

Yeah, I'm watching.

Yeah, I would say "cluster fuck" is a pretty apt description.

No, no, it's fine. I'll go up there myself.

I need the miles.

So, what do you think?

- Mayor Fisk is gonna clean that up. - I worry about the pollution.

Babe, this is the East River, okay? It's nasty.

There's diapers floating there. The masked bastards worry me.

I don't care what he needs to do. Lockdowns, task force,

throw the book at 'em, whatever.

If these animals can do something like that...

...what's next?

Fisk is losing his mind.

It'll probably take me a bit longer to meet up with my sources.

Let's make it four o'clock?

If you're not back by 5:00, I'll meet you at the fallback spot.

You okay?

I mean, just fucking every time, Matt.

No matter how we come at him, no matter what we do,

- Fisk just gets back up. -

Even worse than before.

Yeah, that's why we have to keep trying, huh?

Yeah.

We expose that he's running guns,

he's using the Freeport to line his and his cronies' pockets.

Show the city, show Albany who he is and...

he will be held accountable.

I have to believe that, Kare.

- - Jess just pulled the ship's manifest.

Well, she get who he's smuggling guns for?

Uh... No,

but for now we have the captain and the first mate.

Both Cypriot nationals and both have family in Astoria.

I'll check it out.

- Okay. - Hey, be careful.

They're here, sir.

It's good to see you again, Mr. Gomez.

You haven't met the Attorney General yet, have you, Mayor Fisk?

No, I have not.

Certainly not for the lack of trying, I might add.

I have my hands full here in New York.

Which is why we are here, actually.

You've given yourself extraordinary emergency powers.

Your Safer Streets initiative equates vigilantes with terrorists?

Imposing mandatory life sentences

on anyone convicted of extra-judicial actions.

Your point being?

My point is that these are provocative moves, Mr. Mayor.

Moves that weren't discussed with the Governor,

weren't discussed with myself.

Yeah, and now you got a ship capsized in the East River.

Please tell the Governor that the culprit

will be brought to justice loudly, visibly.

I vowed to clean up the streets and I've done that.

Listen, Wilson, all I'm trying to say is that

there will be a lot of scrutiny with the Vigilante Trials.

My office needs to be involved.

I know you're not gonna like it, but that means oversight.

- - Uh, okay. Hi. Sorry I'm late.

Do you know they have a Gyro King in Manhattan?