Gotham

Previously on Gotham...

Valerie Vale, Gotham Gazette. This isn't the first time

that a bounty hunter has apprehended

an escapee. Is the GCPD

incapable of handling this threat themselves?

Your body is beginning to reject the changes

we made to your DNA.

- How do I fix it? - Strange. He's the only one.

You remember Marv. He's one of yours.

Hey, kid. Take it.

Keep feeding strays, one's gonna follow you home.

While trapped in Indian Hill, I was led to believe

an unnamed group had taken control of my company.

I want to talk face-to-face, or the information that I've gathered

will be sent to every newspaper

and television station in Gotham.

- We caught a spy. - Ivy?

- No! - Marv?

Ivy?

Alfred!

Alfred!

Bruce.

You wanted to talk.

Forgive me.

Better?

I know you.

I've seen you at Wayne Enterprises events.

You've been inside my home.

My name is Kathryn.

I represent the group you've asked to speak with.

You didn't have to hurt Alfred.

He would not have permitted you to meet with us alone.

You tried to kill me.

You were behind Indian Hill. Hugo Strange was hired by you.

Is that why you're here, Bruce?

To ask questions you already know the answers to?

Who are you?

What do you call yourselves?

Our name is unimportant.

Now,

you made a threat.

Referring to evidence you'd uncovered of our existence.

We would like to know what you found.

Nothing certain.

Until now.

A bluff.

- Nicely played. - It wasn't just a bluff.

The more I studied my company's doings,

the more there were things that could only be explained

by your existence.

Still, I had to know for sure.

Now I do.

And what now?

According to you, we tried to kill you once.

I began all this because I wanted to solve

my parents' murder.

Six months ago, I concluded your organization responsible.

- Have you changed your mind? - No.

But there are other...

considerations.

Such as your own life.

The lives of those close to you.

You're here to make a deal.

What do you have to offer?

Wayne Enterprises.

You cannot give someone what they already possess.

I'm not finished.

If I die, my shares will be turned over

to the federal government.

Investigators will comb through every file, every asset.

Are you prepared for that kind of scrutiny?

That would be unfortunate,

but we would weather the storm.

- What else? - The Wayne name still has meaning.

It's a symbol of light and hope.

For a group such as yours,

I could provide a useful distraction.

You are an impressive young man.

Still,

your offer is not sufficient.

We will also require that you cease

all investigation into our existence

and your parents' murder.

Any violation of that, in the slightest,

and our agreement is void.

I need your answer now.

I agree.

I'm happy to hear that.

Needless to say, you will not see me again.

Good-bye, Bruce.

Morning. Surprised to see me?

Not really. What do you want?

- I have a proposition. - Not interested.

Oh, come on. Think of it as a way

to say "I'm sorry for handcuffing you

to a car door." Except I'm not.

Wow. So this is where you live.

Anyone considering a life in bounty hunting should see this.

Preferably wearing a hazmat suit.

You don't bring women here, do you?

All right.

Fish Mooney.

Penguin's million-dollar bounty.

I can help you get it.

Ooh, see, now you're thinking,

"A million dollars,

that can buy me a lot of scotch."

But, hey, when you're rich, do everyone a favor,

spring for a maid, will you? Or just firebomb the place

and be done with it.

What's in it for you?

- A story. - That's it?

It shocks you that I love my job and I want to be good at it?

Kinda.

Why not just bring her in yourself?

Why give me a million dollars?

Because I'm a bigger person than you.

And...

because I couldn't find her.

Ah. You lost touch with your source.

The one working for Mooney.

I did not lose touch with my source.

I just have no way of contacting her.

She always found me.

Oh, well, that's better.

It's a million dollars.

Don't be so damn lazy. I mean,

that's your job, right? Your specialty. You find people.

You're a bounty hunter.

- Who's your source? - So we have a deal?

No handcuffing this time.

- Who's your source? - She's a petty thief.

A street kid. I like her though. She's got style.

- What's her name? - Selina Kyle.

You two ever cross paths when you were a cop?

Once or twice.

Well, that's great. So you know where she lives.

No. Not a clue.

But I know someone who might.

Oh... my... God.

Hello, Barbara.

"Hello, Barbara"?

Is that all I get?

- How you been? - Oh. How've I been?

Well, see for yourself.

I mean, it's no art gallery, but there's less chance

of me dying of boredom.

How's Lee?

We're not together.

No. I thought by now

you would've chased her down, put a ring on it.

Did you dump her? Oh, I bet you dumped her, didn't you? You're such

- a heartbreaker. - I feel like I walked into something.

'Cause you did. Who are you?

Valerie Vale. I work for TheGazette.

- We're working on a project. - I bet.

She your new girlfriend?

- No. - No.

Jim and I were engaged.

Until I called it off.

Uh-huh. We're looking for Selina.

Oh, wait, I remember this. You kidnapped him

and his girlfriend, held them hostage in a church.

Aren't you supposed to be in Arkham?

I was, but turns out I'm totally sane.

Got a paper proving it.

Yeah. Signed by Hugo Strange. Again,

Selina, have you seen her?

A kiss.

That's my price.

Is she serious? Are-are you serious?

Do it.

Never mind.

You're honestly no fun.

Try her squat down on Drake and Powell.

That's it? I've already been there.

She may have mentioned an old bank near Kane Sound.

Jim.

I had a dream about you the other night.

You were in this horrible accident,

and you lost both of your legs,

and then I had to push you around in a giant baby carriage.

Good seeing you, Barbara.

Do not.

So you really think Fish is using the bank as an old base?

If I had to bet, yeah.

Me, too. So how 'bout I call the GCPD,

give them the exclusive,

they take in Fish, and you get squat?

Hey. Open the door.

You should've let me come to find Peabody.

- Vale! - And, you know what,

- I like your ex. - Vale! Hey! Hey!

Hey there.

You all right?

Thirsty.

I-I don't have anything on me,

but I live just up the road.

What's your name?

Ivy.