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We put Poindexter away and it changes nothing.
We defend Hector Ayala and he's still murdered.
Heather's assaulted by Muse and she thinks Fisk is right.
This, us, what-- what we do, it feels useless.
It occurs to me that justice
will not be served today,
because whatever sentence is passed, Foggy Nelson will still be dead.
What're you gonna do about Daredevil?
I'm not him anymore. And I won't let myself be.
A client of mine was shot.
Guess whose logo I found on the bullet casing?
A task force. Hand-picked by me.
This is every bad apple in the barrel.
I prefer "motivated individuals."
He was celebrating.
Foggy knew the night he died he was gonna win, and somebody silenced him.
Everyone thought you were just a shooter on a rampage.
You did it for Fisk.
I took over the business.
Then he returns and I really don't know how I feel.
But I need you to know, he sought you out to get to me.
Matt, you're starting to worry me on a professional level.
Ben Poindexter killed a prison guard
and used his badge to escape.
I know you had Foggy killed.
Your husband, does he know?
The whole FBI corruption scandal, Agent Nadeem, all that.
It's why my husband was acquitted.
It's only fair it should benefit you, too.
"Release on appeal."
Fisk,
he knows about this?
I haven't seen my husband in a while.
I had you released because I need a favor.
You want me to...
kill someone.
A thief called Benjamin Cafaro
and his lawyer, Foggy Nelson.
I remember him.
Escape the past, do we?
The case he's involved with would shine
unwanted light on some of my business practices.
It has to be soon.
In the next few days.
Dr. Jane, seven-five-three-three.
Benjamin,
I'm offering you a chance to get your mind back.
Your self...
This is no way to live.
You are the very best at this type of thing.
That's why I came.
Your history with my husband isn't part of this.
He's... always part of this.
It's a simple offer.
Dr. Patel, six-six-three.
Trust me.
You're free.
Matt!
Karen?
It's the drugs.
Heather.
You okay?
Fine.
I...
Water?
Fisk?
You saved his life.
Yeah.
I heard someone scream "gun" and I just reacted. Poindexter?
He's still at large.
Kirsten, Vanessa Fisk ordered the hit on Foggy.
Listen, the case Foggy was working on, can you get me access to it from--
Hey, listen, you're on a ton of medication.
I know how this sounds.
I really don't think you do. I don't think you do. Okay?
I'm still shaking.
All I care is that you're still alive.
Vanessa...
I know.
I know.
Foggy knew he was gonna win his case.
I talked to Josie. He'd already opened a bottle of O'Melveny's.
I remember him drinking it.
- Right? - He was saying that he was
celebrating an early win, but I think it was just bluster.
No, it wasn't. I think he was sitting on something
the Fisks didn't want exposed.
You do realize they were the ones getting shot at.
- I know. Hey. I know it was them. - Yeah.
I just don't know why.
Do you remember anything else from that night?
Um...
I remember him saying that he was gonna be filing a motion to dismiss.
I need to see it.
You can't, because it wasn't filed.
Then I need to get out of here and find it.
Hey, hey. Just...
You moved millions through Red Hook.
Now that I'm mayor,
we can move billions.
- Gallo and the police. - Luca. Hmm.
- And the gangs? - All of it architecture.
I-I ran to save the city.
But opportunities present themselves.
Matt, just-- You gotta take it easy, Matt.
I'm not losing it, Heather.
However much you think you know Fisk, you don't. And it's really dangerous.
I'm sorry you don't believe me, but I'm telling you the truth.
I think it's better I come back once you've...
had some rest.
I'll be out in a second.
They're gonna go out there
and hunt down not only Poindexter, but all vigilantes!
There'll be no body cams, no due process, no warrants!
Sir, that not only goes against the operating principles of the NYPD,
it's illegal. I mean, next, you'll be condoning the use of lethal force.
"Condoning"? Absolutely not. Encouraging, Gallo! Encouraging!
I want the bridges shut down! I want the tunnels closed!
Sir, a lone gunman attacking the mayor is a massive affront.
Of course, I see that. But to seal the city,
you need a large scale, real, and present threat to public safety.
Sheila, your concerns are noted.
Now you all have a job to do.
Buck, one moment, please.
Tell me, what's Matt Murdock's condition?
Stable. Recovering at Metro-General.
Murdock saving you does complicate the optics of things, somewhat.
No.
Quite the opposite.
Imagine if our fearless lawyer from Hell's Kitchen...
were to succumb to his wounds.
Wounds he's sustained by trying to save the mayor.
In this case,
a dead hero is better than a live vigilante.
Matt, I'm really, really glad that you're gonna be okay. I am.
But we're gonna have to have a serious conversation
on the other side of this, all right?
Dr. Calvinson, three-zero-six.
Dr. Calvinson, three-zero-six.
I've been giving thought to what you said earlier about threats
and public safety.
I'm so glad, sir.
Sometimes our reactions are worse than the offenses that cause them.
Sheila, I've...
In business, there's always a tipping point in a negotiation.
We are in that place with this city.
It just needs a little push...
and they'll come to us with open arms.
And what would that push be?
You're a very perceptive woman.
I imagine that you know who in my staff is loyal and who is not.
People talk to you.
Yeah, yeah, you can say that I've got an ear to the ground here.
Good.
Send everyone who's not completely on board...
home.
Yes, sir.
On your way out, can you send in our friend from Con Ed?
Outpatient department manager, please dial 5-7-3.
Outpatient department manager.
We need to talk.
Okay.
I mean, you see what's happening, right?
I know you do.
First, he guts the force.
Crime spikes,
probably due to friends of his.
And then...
...he turns a bunch of rogue cops into his own personal militia,
sends them out as a kill squad against the vigilantes,
and now he's trying to get his hands on the power switch to the city?
It sounds like you've got ears in the walls.
There are still sane people in the building.
And I am betting that you're one of them.
I'm going up the ladder.
The Governor, State Supreme Court.
Uh, th-this is still the mayor's office. Not the Kingpin's.
And he is still subject to the law.
And I'm hoping for your support.
- When? - Tomorrow. I leave for Albany first thing.
Yeah, well, there's no way I can go with you.
But if you need me to put in a word, you got it.
- I appreciate that, Sheila. - Yeah.
We'll get through this.
- The city always does. - Hmm.
You watch your back.
Always. You too.
You're pretty much the last person I expected to find here.
You know you're a wall-to-wall asshole?
Power goes out, you got nothing to make a goddamn pot of coffee in this house.
Well, not everyone lives in a fallout shelter, Frank.
Is that a new costume? What do they call you now?
"Nightgown man"?
What about you? Aftershave and a haircut. That all for me?
Yeah. Yeah, I did it for you.
I thought this wasn't your fight.
Yeah, well, I got a phone call that changed my mind.
Care to be more specific?
No, I do not.
I made a promise I was gonna get you out of here alive.
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