Gotham

- Previously on "Gotham"... - Where are you, Ed?

What's green and red and goes round and round?

Zebra with a gaping hole.

Your brilliant mind is as damaged as the rest of your body.

I guess she was right.

You're not smart!

We'd need an army to take on Penguin.

Makes me miss Falcone.

You came looking for a gangster. That's exactly what you found.

I'm a Falcone.

I need to know what you're going to do.

You want the city back from Penguin,

I'll give that to you.

Did you really think I wouldn't figure it out?

The two of you have been whispering

like teenagers for weeks.

You never deserved her in the first pl...

Yes, I killed him.

I am sorry.

There's a legend about this knife.

The man that killed my grandfather can't have this.

I promise.

That's Ra's al Ghul.

That knife is the key to everything.

Give me the knife and I will release the boy.

- Bruce, hand me the knife. - I can't.

So, who's the vegetable?

Ah, used to be a gangster.

Name's, uh, Gilzean. Maybe Gold?

Took a slug in the noodle. Been in a coma six months.

So, hospital brass wants to free up some beds?

Yeah, say take him upstate.

Rest in peace, Butch Gilzean.

Cyrus Gold.

Whoever the hell you are.

Hey, Harvey.

Has anyone contacted you about Ra's al Ghul?

No.

I just heard from Judge Bam Bam's clerk.

- His trial got pushed off the docket. - And?

And I want to make sure him being minister

of a foreign country doesn't let him weasel out of this.

He killed a boy.

That's above my pay grade, pal.

I just, uh, bust the bad guys.

Do you?

These are release forms.

Of my collars.

Let me guess, each one of them has a license

from Penguin, right?

Jim, I am stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Every mook you bust with a license, the commissioner

orders me to let him go.

What am I supposed to do?

- Your job! - I am doing my job!

Gordon, got a call

from the judge's clerk; it's about Ra's al Ghul.

Here.

I'm doing my job.

Master Bruce.

No sleep?

Again?

Once more, about that boy's death...

Don't say it's not my fault.

It is my fault.

Alex is dead because I hesitated.

Well, perhaps you did,

but that doesn't make you his murderer, does it?

Ra's killed that innocent little boy,

and he's gonna pay for it.

You really think locking him up in Blackgate will stop him?

He still wants this dagger.

Stop going on about the bloody dagger, will you?

Just so we can just get some breakfast.

- Please. - I think I finally found something

in Dr. Winthrop's notes.

There's a description on the handle

that Dr. Winthrop was able to decipher.

Says the knife is intended for the one

who has bathed in the healing waters.

Right. Well, assuming that's not me,

that must be our boy Ra's.

But that doesn't have to mean it's for him to use.

Perhaps it's to be used against him.

I see.

No.

You clearly don't.

What you're suggesting is

that knife and that knife alone

is the only thing capable of doing him in.

If Ra's al Ghul believes this knife will kill him,

that could explain why he wants it so badly.

So he can destroy it.

Before someone fulfills the prophecy.

Master Bruce, I know that you feel bad about Alex.

We all do.

But at this point, you must remember your vow.

No killing.

No killing.

Taking a life, never mind how justified,

will lead you down

a darker path than you could ever possibly imagine.

I know. I've been down it.

You understand me, Master Bruce?

I understand.

Good.

Let's get yourself ready.

Chop, chop.

Such a tragedy.

He was only a child and always so lovely.

A heinous crime

perpetrated against such an innocent boy.

And his grandfather,

murdered just the day before.

I know, I know.

I'll just be a moment, Master Bruce.

Diplomatic immunity?

You are joking, aren't you?

The Nanda Parbat embassy filed papers to have him extradited.

Could happen this week.

- That monster killed a child. - I know.

I was there.

Look... I am telling you this as a courtesy.

- Oh. - But the news will get out.

When it does, I need you to watch Bruce.

I'm worried about him.

And you blame me?

You're his guardian, aren't you?

You're supposed to protect him,

and instead you've been placing him in harm's way.

Oh, I see. So that's what rankles, is it?

Keeping you in the dark. Well, if I was you,

I'd focus on your own job, Detective,

which is keeping Ra's al Ghul behind bars, tucked up.

Just keep the news away from Bruce as long as you can.

On that, we agree, Detective.

The boy's been through enough.

Thank you for coming, Barbara.

Hell of a chicken coop.

So, what's the angle?

How about this?

Say the word,

we'll be home drinking Chianti by dinnertime.

I think I'll decline.

So why did you call me here?

To say good-bye.

When I brought you back to life, I asked you to be

my eyes and ears in Gotham.

You became so much more.

Save it.

What about everything you promised me?

"Do as I ask and I will give you a gift beyond your imagining."

What the hell was that?

You'll see.

Good-bye, Barbara.

Never seen nothing like him before.

He's white as a picket fence.

Easy. We ain't gonna hurt you.

What happened to your drawers, big fella?

Easy.

No!

We're gonna get you, you freak!

Who... are you?

Solomon... Grundy.

on Monday.

License compliance amongst the GCPD remains high.

The program is an unmitigated success.

Numbers, Mr. Penn.

A-According to my tabulations,

86% of crime is accounted for under Pax Penguina.

Which means that 14% of crime

happens outside of my licensing system!

Uh... the numbers are very good, Mr. Cobblepot.

Get Firefly. I want examples made!

Yes, that might help.

But, then, if scorching a few idiots was all it took,

anyone could rule Gotham.

Thank you for your insight, Miss Falcone.

I don't recall summoning you.

I came to see if you had lunch plans tomorrow.

An invitation?

After...

I killed your father's last remaining loyalists?

Perhaps you

overestimate the pleasure of your company.

Oswald...

you may think you have everything,

but there is one thing you don't have.

The Falcone name.

A name that once accounted

for all criminal activity in Gotham... as in...

one hundred percent.

Now you're just rubbing it in.

I propose we have lunch somewhere public.

By doing so, you'll show Gotham that you have

the support of the Falcone family.