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Previously, on "Arrow"... This city needs someone
to stand up who isn't hiding behind a mask.
It needs a leader.
So, I've decided to run for mayor.
Ollie, this is Alex Davis,
the new political strategist that Walter recommended.
At the house, I looked Sara in the eyes. She wasn't there.
I'm the one who killed her in the first place.
That's why she's after me, you know.
It's blood lust; She's consumed by it.
It's the same pain I feel when I think about ra's.
If she kills me, she'll be ok.
Curtis: There's more to the recording...
something overlapping with it.
Ray: What I need you to know is,
I'm alive, and I'm in trouble.
Ray: Open new file.
Atom project, update gamma.
This will be miniaturization test number one.
Execute.
Why can't anything ever work the first time?
Hmm?
All right, guys, I know it's been a long haul
figuring out your platform,
but the good news is, we're almost done.
Just two more things here on the docket.
Mmm, actually, only one.
I figured out where we're going to hold Ollie's fundraiser.
It's going to be at Gerard's.
From what I remember,
that place is a little pricey,
leading us to our last talking point, the budget.
You have it, right?
If by "you," you mean Felicity,
then, yes. She was supposed to be here,
but she's just been slammed
at Palmer tech for the past few days.
She's really taking this whole ceo thing seriously.
Well, one of us has to have a job that actually makes money.
I'll speak with her, I'll get those numbers for you.
Alex, thank you so much for all your hard work.
I'll see you later.
I was thinking,
maybe we should check out Gerard's tomorrow night.
You know, just to make sure
it's the right type of venue
for introducing our candidate.
Are you asking me out on a date?
To be honest,
it's been so long, I don't even know.
I just am... my life is really complicated right now,
and I don't think going on a date with my brother's campaign manager
is going to make it any easier.
No, you're right. That was totally unprofessional;
something I would normally never do.
I just... Thought there was something there.
Probably just consumed a little too much msg.
How about we just erase these last five minutes?
Absolutely not.
It was nice.
I'll see you later.
Ray: I'm alive,
and I'm in trouble.
I'm alive,
and I'm in trouble.
I'm alive...
I thought I said you could use my lab
if you clean up after yourself.
The keyword being "after," which assumes finished,
which clearly, I am not.
Well, how's it going?
Ughh!
That well?
Ray: I'm alive...
Do you have that playing on a loop?
I've been trying to trace to Ray's message
back to its point of origin, but he must have ping-ponged it
off of like a thousand servers, and the back trace algorithm
won't compile, which means there's no way of finding him,
and... ok!
You need to stop right now.
I can't. You have to.
You are no good to Mr. Palmer in your current state.
Now, how long has it been since you took a break?
I dozed off for about two minutes
about an hour ago, does that count?
You're married, he's straight,
you're married, he's straight, ahem.
Ah, perfect. Oliver queen, Curtis holt. Curtis, Oliver.
Curtis! Felicity's told me a lot about you.
She's told me virtually nothing about you.
Ok.
Curtis?
What you doin'?
The green Arrow showed up right about the time
that you came back into town.
Nah, it's not you, though. Jaw's not right.
That's what I keep telling people.
Would you give us a minute?
Sure thing. Nice meeting you.
Nice meeting you, too. Ahem.
Hey. Hi.
I thought that you were going to come by
the campaign offices to go over the finances.
I thought that meeting was on Wednesday.
It is Wednesday.
Oh.
What's going on?
Ray: I'm alive...
And I'm in trouble.
That sounds like...
ray. Because it is ray,
because ray isn't dead. What?
That's impossible. Ray was...
killed. In an explosion that blew up the top
of this building six months ago.
But that's obviously not what happened,
because he sent this message six days ago,
and dead people don't generally do that.
Ray's alive. He's out there somewhere.
I have to help him,
why didn't you ever tell us about this place before?
I didn't know it was here.
But it sort of seems like you did.
I know this island isn't all that it seems.
You've done well, Mr. queen.
But you let the British guy get away.
Whoa, wait. Reiter.
Constantine said that there was some sort of
barrier, like magic.
I have no interest in the chamber.
What is that?
A message, from the ancients,
leading to a very special gift.
A heart of water.
Have you seen a cove on the island,
surrounded by mountains? Yeah, I know of one.
I want you to go to that point and lead an excavation.
Take a dozen of the laborers and work them
until you find my gift.
Can I talk to you for a sec?
All right, first,
what aren't you telling me about what we're doing here?
I mean, apart from everything.
And second? Queen is a mole.
Don't start trusting him just 'cause he gave you a piece of bling.
Accompany Mr. queen to the cove.
I know.
I know.
I love you, too, mom.
I love you so much.
Ok, bye, mom.
How'd that go?
Easier than the last time
mom found out that I wasn't dead.
Hey.
You ok, honey?
Yeah, fine. It was just something mom said
about how I got lost when I was walking home from school once,
and... and how I promised that I'd always come back.
But I can't remember.
You're probably better off not remembering
all the messed up things our parents did to us, anyway.
Hey, you two turned out perfectly, all right,
and more importantly, you're both home.
I couldn't ask for anything more.
I tell you Ray's in trouble and your first response is,
you need a shower. And a nap.
You're not going to be able to help...
oh, stop. You're starting to sound like Curtis.
Well, Curtis is a smart guy.
Did Ray's message indicate what kind of trouble he's in?
If it did, it would have been the first thing I told you.
Ok. Is there anything that I can do to help?
Well, have you magically learned to code
in the last 72 hours? No.
It was a rhetorical question. I know.
I will, however,
accept your undying support and backrub.
You can have both as soon as you...
Shower. And take a nap.
Come on.
Come on, come on.
What?
I set an alert just in case the back trace program
ever finished compiling.
Felicity... Two seconds!
It's been taking forever.
What are you doing?
Absolutely nothing.
Felicity, Felicity, is that you?
Felicity: Oh, my god, ray!
Ray, where are you? I don't know.
And if that wasn't enough, I think I'm being held
against my will. What?!
Yeah, they want my suit, or at least the tech.
The good news is, the tech is
useless to them in my current condition.
Ray, if you have your suit, then why don't you just...
bust my way out? Yeah, that's not really happening.
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