Pennyworth

You can go right on and say it,

"Bet, you're a brilliant detective."

Hello, Mrs. G.

Never find John Salt, will ya?

Never get Frances Gaunt to talk?

Please. No more bloodshed.

Promise.

I do feel so badly leaving Alfie shorthanded.

I'm sure he can manage whatever comes up.

Ten years ago, my father was kidnapped in Morocco,

And has been locked up in a secret location ever since.

Do you remember a mission we pulled?

I think the guy we grabbed was Zahra's father.

That's not good.

I did read in the papers

Something about Thomas Wayne getting arrested

For nearly killing his wife.

It wasn't me who attacked you.

But it was you that chose your father over me.

Must be hard on him getting past something like that.

We'll be landing in Gotham at 8:00 a.m. local time.

Back to you, Baby Julie needs changing.

Oh, and I've gotta kill John Salt.

Bet Sykes.

Bloody hell.

Right. Our man said the target's in a first-floor bedroom on the south side.

You two secure the ground floor, me and Daveboy will get the package.

Piece of cake.

Let's try not to wake the neighbors, eh?

Move.

Thanks, mate. Now brace yourself.

Wait. I was promised money and a passport.

Above my pay grade, mate. Have some trust.

You ready? Has to look good.

- Yes? - It's Alfie.

Come in.

I understand.

Of course. Very well.

Everything all right?

That was the call I've been waiting for.

- You mean... - The man who says my father's alive.

- He wants to meet at midnight. - Midnight?

Someone's been reading spy novels. Where?

He's gonna call back with further instructions.

Tonight, I'm finally gonna know the truth.

Maybe. Or maybe it's a trap.

What's he want in return?

- He didn't say. - Not yet, anyway.

I don't like it.

Mysterious phone calls luring you away in the middle of the night.

Could be your president looking to have another whack at you.

Or some villain hoping to make a few quid.

He says he's an old friend of my father's.

Well, I could claim to be the king of Bethnal Green.

I don't have a choice. I'm going.

- You don't have to come. - Oh, I'm coming.

When he calls back...

You tell him to meet you at the Queen Anne's.

It's the only place you'll meet. That, we can control.

Fine.

Good.

What?

I'm paid to protect you.

That's my job.

Last night, I crossed a line.

- I believe we both crossed it. - But I started it.

And I could have stopped it.

Or do you consider your charms so overpowering?

Look, what I'm trying to say is there are people trying to kill you.

I can't lose focus.

Understood.

- Won't happen again. - No, I know it won't.

I've already reached out to another firm.

Good men. You'll be well cared for.

You're quitting.

I will be with you today and for your meeting tonight.

But starting tomorrow, I think you're better off with somebody else.

I don't want somebody else.

I just don't think I'm the best man for the job.

- Because we slept together? - Yes.

- No other reason? - That's reason enough.

Then why do I feel like there's something you're not telling me?

Look, I just want you to be safe.

Very well.

I respect your decision.

I need to get ready now.

Welcome home, son.

You don't seem surprised that I'm here.

I knew you'd come eventually.

So, how's my granddaughter?

- She's fine. - And Martha?

- Also fine. - I'm glad.

- You two? - We're working things through.

- Good. Never give up on family. - Never?

Once you give up on family, what's left?

- You look terrible. - You expect to find me happy?

My conscience unblemished? Would that help you?

It might.

You didn't come all this way to see me tear my shirt.

No? So why did I come? You know me so well.

All your life, I've watched you build this nice personality you have.

The good son. Good husband, father.

Hoping no one will see the angry thing inside.

But I see it.

You've come here for revenge.

Pure and simple. No shame in admitting it. Not to me.

I came here...

Because I love you.

I love you, too.

For what it's worth.

Tell me something... you remember.

From my childhood.

Something good.

Father and son stuff,

like playing catch, fishing, that kind of thing?

Uh-huh.

When you were, uh...

Nine, maybe ten, we took that canoe trip up the St. Lawrence River.

End of summer.

It was beautiful. And quiet.

We felt we were the only two people in the world.

One night, a storm came up out of nowhere

And blew away our canoe, all our gear.

Knocked trees down. I can still hear the wind.

We sheltered in a cave.

I told you everything would be okay. You believed me.

And you fell asleep in my arms.

Morning came, the storm was over. We hiked out.

I remember.

We found a diner.

- Ate blueberry pancakes. - There you go.

Love, trust, happiness, pancakes.

I was a good parent.

- What went wrong? - I don't know.

Nothing.

Everything.

Shit happens.

Nobody's in control.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

What are you sorry for?

Love isn't enough.

Is it?

Did you and President May make any progress in today's talks?

No. And no progress is possible

While the president continues to deny my people

The right to govern themselves.

Miss Khin, yesterday's attempt on your life

That left one of your staff dead,

Do you think President May was behind it?

I have no doubt the government of my country wishes to silence me.

That is all I'll say.

But if it was President May,

That he would make such an attempt on British soil...

Prime Minister Aziz.

Alfie, I'm afraid I'm rather late.

Where are you keeping her dad?

Excuse me?

Oh, that's very good.

No, no, no. I'm sorry, Alfie.

I truly have no idea what you're talking about.

It's very simple.

Ten years ago, her dad vanishes. She thinks he's dead.

World thinks he's dead. Only he's not dead. We've got him.

You're implying that Her Majesty's Government

Is illegally and secretly holding a foreign national.

- Told you it was simple. - It's preposterous.

- Do you have any proof? - Not a shred.

Except it was me and Daveboy's unit that snatched him and gave him to MI6.

Of course, you already knew that, didn't you?

And have you shared any of this with Miss Khin?

No, I have not.

Well, for the sake of argument, if this were true,

Why would I have you of all people guard her?

I don't know.

But whatever game you're playing,

However you're thinking of using me, think again,

'Cause after today I'm out. I quit.

All right, Alfie, you've said your piece.

Now, imagine for a moment that despite being prime minister,

I am not privy to every act of skullduggery

Committed in Her Majesty's name over the last 30 years.

Imagine that I chose you to protect Miss Khin

Solely because of any person I know,

I thought you were the most likely to keep her safe.

But you must do what you think is right.

What was that?

Mr. Aziz just wanted to ask about yesterday.

To see that you were okay.

- You ready to go back to the hotel? - Yes.

- I have work to do before tonight. - Right.

We'll go the back way, shall we?

This doesn't seem to be the way back to the hotel.

- Scenic route. - Oh.

I think you're keeping me from returning to work.

Me? Never.

Lovely day, though. Shame to be indoors.

I suppose I could use it.

After spending all day with that viper President May.

It can't be easy.