Marvel's Iron Fist

You don't have something a little less flashy?

Not in the size you need, bro.

It's gonna be okay. You'll be okay.

Anyone see what happened?

Call 911!

Oh, hi! Hi.

Twice in two days. Fancy that.

Yeah, I was just walking by and I saw you.

Sorry it took a second to place you. I get really focused when I draw.

Wow. What is this?

Oh, it's a work in progress. I could show you a finished one.

- Here we go. - Wow.

- You're really good. - Thank you.

Tell that to the agencies where I dropped my résumé.

If I don't land a gig soon,

I'm gonna be couch-surfing into my golden years.

Agencies, huh? So, like, uh, commercial art?

I would draw for anyone who'd float a paycheck.

My only offer so far has been from an Uber driver.

- Well, that's a start. - I thought so, too,

until he invited me up to his place

'cause his cat craves female attention.

Yikes.

This city's intoxicating, every corner of it, but...

it's hard to know where in the puzzle I fit in.

Hmm.

New York can be a lonely place sometimes.

Some days, I get hit by this self-doubt tidal wave.

That internal monologue, like,

"Did you think you could just show up with a sketchbook

and people would start throwing money at you?"

Well, you're not the first or the last person to think that.

Hopes and dreams are seeded into the sidewalk here, and...

sometimes they blossom.

- You're a ray of light, aren't you? - Hardly.

Just someone who's sat where you're sitting.

Literally. I love this view.

Everyone on their way to something. Lives crisscrossing...

And sometimes they collide.

Hey, you know the area.

I'm looking for a park where people practice tai chi,

'cause I like to try and capture that motion.

Yeah, you want Columbus Park.

But you probably wanna avoid wandering around Chinatown today.

Okay.

- You draw flowers? - Yeah, I've been known to dabble.

I mean... file under "beautiful but fleeting."

Well, there's a flower market on 28th. My place is near the train you need.

- Oh, great. So we could walk together? - Yeah, sure.

All right.

Earth to Danny.

Sorry. There's been some bad stuff in the neighborhood today.

My boss called off work.

Oh. Bummer. But on the bright side,

I get a tour of Chinatown from a born and bred New Yorker.

It's a very brief tour. My place is around the corner.

You can take the A train a couple blocks up.

Thank you. Well, I hope our paths crisscross again sometime.

I'm staying up in Murray Hill, so...

Mary?

I'm sorry. I just got all caught up in that church spire.

The way the light is hitting it right now is just...

It's lovely.

I hope I didn't give you the wrong idea, but...

I live with my girlfriend.

Oh, God. I'm sorry. I did not mean to offend.

Oh, I should go. I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

That was just...

Wow.

Hey, hey, hey. Whoa. Easy. Easy.

I'm fine.

It's just, sometimes, I get a little...

I get a little overwhelmed, and...

Why... Why don't you come up to my place?

Come on.

Get you a glass of water.

- Hey. - Hey.

Mary, this is my girlfriend, Colleen.

Uh, hi.

Colleen, this is Mary.

- Nice to meet you. - Yeah.

Mary had a bit of a spell outside.

- Dehydrated, I think. - Ah.

Might be a caffeine overload. I did drink a lot of matcha tea.

- I'm sorry to intrude. - No, don't even worry.

I love your place. It's so eclectic and full of life.

I saw a sign outside, "Chikara Dojo." So, was this a karate school?

It was. Now it's just home.

Right.

- Oh. - There you go.

Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm. Thank you. I feel so much better.

How do you two know each other?

Oh, we... we just ran into each other the other day.

Mary's new in town, so...

- Uh-huh. - ...I gave her directions.

Yeah, I was all turned around.

That's twice now he's gone out of his way to be sweet.

Yeah, he's good like that.

No, you're both so kind.

Let me thank you with a, you know...

- For your... wall or your trashcan. - Oh.

Whatever you prefer.

Thank you. It's really not necessary. Wow. You are really talented.

Thank you.

Can I use your bathroom?

Of course. Yeah, it's just, uh... it's just past the...

I thought you were supposed to be at work.

I was.

And then a Golden Tiger died right in front of me.

Attacked by the Hatchets.

In broad daylight?

Open war.

I called Albert.

He told me not to come in.

It's a bad day to be moving boxes around Golden Tiger territory.

So when I saw Mary, new in town, wandering around Chinatown...

Mmm. You were "sweet."

What's that supposed to mean?

Come on, she's obviously crushing on you.

Yeah, well, she's only human.

I gotta go. I'm running late.

I thought you said you were sketching?

I forgot about an appointment. Thank you both for everything.

Yeah, uh, okay.

Well, she's an odd one.

Yeah. But I think she means well.

- You at Bayard today? - Yeah, I'm meeting Sam at noon.

He's helping me track down this furniture store owner, Frank Choi.

The box that belonged to your mother.

I'm sorry. I've been so caught up with all this Triad stuff...

Do not even worry about it.

You're dealing with a lot.

Yeah. But that's no excuse. I know how much this means to you.

So, you got a lead?

Maybe.

If Choi owed someone like his cousin thought,

he may have come to Bayard looking for help. So...

there could be a file or something on him.

Well, let me know if there's anything I can do to help.

I will, thank you.

What are you gonna do with your day off?

Try and find a way to get ahead of all this Triad violence.

You think what you saw today on the street

was Hatchet payback for the robbery the other night?

My head went there.

You know the leader of the Hatchets. Why not ask him the details?

- Mr. Yang? - Yeah.

Well, we went after the Hand together,

but now they're gone,

it's not like we have much common ground.

Then find some.

Speaking of common ground...

you never said what Davos wanted the other night.

Some kind of apology, I think.

For what?

Winning the Iron Fist.

Coming back to New York.

Losing K'un-Lun.

You make it sound like you did those things to him.

Yeah.

That fight we had,

to see who would face Shou-Lao?

It feels like it never ended.

Except you won.

I did.

Only two warriors remain unbeaten.

Only one shall be victorious.

Only one shall win the right to face the dragon known as Shou-Lao.

Davos...

Daniel Rand-K'ai...

neither of you may leave this place or this combat

until one of you yields... or dies.

Begin!

What's up, Wing?

Uh, okay, no one calls me that.

Uh, I do. It sounds cool.

Like Kanye, Madonna, Keesha.

You mean Ke$ha?

Her too.

Okay, I'll take it.

So, I have some bad news about the Frank Choi thing.

Julie, the bookkeeper,

remembers him coming for help with a loan

when he first signed his commercial lease.

Uh-huh.

But there's no file, and you know Julie.

She keeps track of pencil shavings.

Hmm.

Well, maybe there was a file and someone tossed it?

Why would anyone do that?

So Choi couldn't be found.

Wherever he left, he went in a hurry, and...

his shop is still full of furniture.

It could be. Or, you know, maybe it just got lost in the shuffle.

And this place? All shuffle,

- all the time. - All the time.

Right.

Well, I appreciate you digging for me. What are we doing?