Arrow

Oliver: Last season on arrow...

Are you offering to help me find my son?

I want us to find both of our sons. I need your help.

- Oliver's gonna come for us. - Yeah, I'm counting on it, sis.

Adrian, where is my son?

When we get to the airplane, I'm not gonna get on it.

- What? - I'm not leaving William behind.

Don't do that.

He's rigged the entire island with explosives.

They're remotely linked to some sort of dead man's switch,

if he dies it detonates all the devices.

William, come here.

Are you okay? Are you all right?

He wants you to kill him so it kills all of us.

No, Adrian!

- (Arrow whizzes) - (Man groans)

I'm on site. No sign of faust.

He's not at his last-known, either.

Well, his ordinance is.

If faust is moving from bombs to missiles,

it makes you wonder what else he's changed up.

Exactly. Stay sharp.

{Groans)

Boss says stay sharp, hoss.

Man: Faust, it's clear.

Apologies. Won't be but a minute.

If you have the opportunity, please advise your mayor

that next time someone threatens to launch

a ballistic missile at his city,

he really should pay up.

Disappointing.

That's an mgm140. It's fire and forget.

You can't stop it.

You can't disarm it.

But I have a very smart friend who can.

My t-sphere spoofed the missile's guidance system.

I'm drawing it back to the water.

You look troubled.

As if detonation stirred unpleasant memories.

Chase sabotaged the plane, we can't get off the island.

There's an a.R.G.U.S. Supply ship on the eastern shore.

That's on the other side of the island.

Slade knows where it is, go now!

Hey, Oliver says there's a boat on the eastern shore.

You lot won't make it in time.

I'll take my own chances.

I always hated that guy.

- What are we gonna do now? - What about the plane?

You said you couldn't get it fixed.

For shielding us from the blast, it should work just fine.

It's not like there's a whole lot of other options.

No, he's right. Okay, it's better than nothing. Let's go.

Samantha: No!

I have to find William.

Felicity: Samantha?

Samantha?

Look, you go to the plane, okay? I'll get her.

- (Grunts) - Careful. Let's go.

- You should be on the plane. - I'm not taking refuge

from 100 bombs without you.

- It's more like 250. - Go! Go! Go!

What's this?

Remarks for the police academy graduation ceremony.

It seems my promotion came with speech-writing duties.

- You can write? - You can read?

I can kick both y'all asses is what I can do.

This is really good, Rene.

It's like I keep telling you, hoss,

got the soul of a poet.

I don't think I've ever heard you say that.

Who the he” asked you, blondie?

You totally missed me redirecting a ballistic missile, b-t-dubs.

Aw, man, I've already seen you do that once.

All right, just as you ordered,

a triple stack with a side of heart disease.

- Don't judge me. - Yeah, that's for you.

- Surprise is for you. - John: Thank you.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

You're welcome.

Sorry I was Mia.

I pretty much had to knock my mother unconscious to get her on a flight

back to Vegas. She did not want to go.

That's fine. We had it handled.

Rene: Yeah, even without dinah in the field.

Come a long way in a year.

Yeah. Also makes me grateful for all the times that Oliver kicked our ass.

Almost.

I'm gonna go home.

We'll walk with you.

Wow. It's been over five months

and their subtlety hasn't gotten better al all.

- Heard that. - No, it hasn't.

Um, there's some in there for William, too.

Got some fries and mini cheeseburger

and then a burger without cheese

'cause I wasn't sure if he was, like, lactose...

Do you think there's enough for three?

Oh, I already ate, and unless you're

asking 'cause you think now is a good time... do you need a buffer?

I don't need a buffer. I could use some company.

I know we talked about it

and he's getting used to me, and it might be a little weird...

I mean, confusing, right? For him... for us... for me, for you.

Not tonight. Another night.

Promise?

Promise.

Okay.

Hey, come here.

- Where's my mom? - I know.

I'm gonna go find your mom,

but the island, what happened is very dangerous,

and you are safe by the shore, do you understand?

What happened?

The man who took you when we saw the explosions?

Okay, he did this.

He said you're my father.

I'm gonna go find your mother.

I'm gonna find her and make sure that she's safe.

I promise you, but you have to stay here, okay?

Good.

That food is junk.

That's why kids like it, raisa.

How'd he do today?

New school. It's hard.

It's been a few months.

You had trouble fitting in at his age.

What?

What are you talking about? I had Tommy.

I wouldn't call having a friend who helps you get into trouble

"fitting in."

It's a fair point.

Hey, kiddo.

Brought home some dinner.

Not hungry.

How's school?

- Fine. - Yeah?

Making friends?

This weekend, let's go see a rockets game.

You know, as mayor, I get pretty good seats...

I'm tired.

I'm gonna go to bed.

Okay.

Good night, William.

Good night, Oliver.

- Comfy? - Could I get something to drink?

That'll be up to my lieutenant.

Thanks, Bob. I've got it from here.

Where'd you get the muscle?

Kettlebell swings.

- Oh. - (Both chuckle)

The gunmen, jerkwad.

You were rolling with some pretty highly-trained mercenaries tonight.

According to your friend in the green hoodie.

Highly-trained means highly expensive.

You were probably paying as much to hire them

as you were extorting the city for.

So you're saying there's a problem with my business plan.

Well, could I get something to drink?

I'd be more disposed to linguistics if I weren't so parched.

What do you want?

Anything carbonated will do.

Don't look so dour.

Mr. Smug'll crack.

It's not the whack job, lieutenant. It's Quentin Lance.

As deputy mayor, he was supposed to be here to review plans

for the academy graduation.

- So? - So his appointment was an hour ago.

All right. It's okay. I know where he is.

So, get this guy a soda or something, will you?

Hey.

Hey.

Thanks for coming.

You did the right thing texting me.

It's not like I can call my sponsor, is it?

Why not?

If I tell him

why I wanna drink, what I did, why I did it...

Yeah, he'd think you were on something a lot stronger than booze.

It's like all I've got is this guilt

and all I can do is just run, run away from it.

And go where?

To the bottom of these glasses.

Well, you're not gonna do that.

Because you know and I know that is not what Laurel would've wanted.

Which Laurel?

Perfect.

Open it up for me?

Hey, do you think you can claim some kinda police brutality?

Not at all. No, I just needed to get this loose.

C4 implant.

Boom.

You're crazy.

I don't judge you.

Woman: Well done, Alex.

Right on schedule.

Alex: One does one's humble best.

Woman: Wire it up. Make it fast. We're on a clock.