- My name is Barry Allen,
and I am the fastest man alive.
To the outside world,
I'm an ordinary forensic scientist.
But secretly, with the help
of my friends at S.T.A.R. Labs,
I fight crime and find other meta-humans
like me.
But I became lost in time.
It took everything in my friends' power
to bring me back, and in doing so
our world was opened up to new threats.
And I'm the only one fast enough to stop them.
I am the Flash.
- Previously on "The Flash"...
- I didn't kill Clifford DeVoe.
- Tricked ya!
- Barry, they took a hostage.
- Well, who'd he take? - Your dad.
- I'm ready for my supersuit.
- This tarp is your supersuit.
- What is this, a puppy's raincoat?
[yelling]
- Nice job, rookie.
I won't be a fugitive. If I'm convicted,
I'm not going to run.
- We find the defendant guilty.
[tense music]
[indistinct yelling]
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- We're losing control of the place,
drop grenades.
Deploy smoke grenades!
Backup, we need backup!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- They're back in. Lock it down.
[dramatic music]
- Let's move. Move out.
♪ ♪
[electricity crackles]
[police sirens blare]
- Fine, just tell us what you want.
- I want you to back off, or I will detonate this thing.
- Okay, calm down, nobody needs to get hurt today.
- You just follow instructions,
and everybody here gets to live to see the sunshine tomorrow.
Right?
And I'd better not see The Flash, either.
All right, first, I want a car.
Something eco-friendly, like a Prius.
- Okay, we can do that.
- Good. Uh, right. Now second.
Uh, I want a plane, okay? A private plane.
Okay, and a salad, all right? I'm counting calories.
- Okay, it's going to take us an hour to arrange that.
- You better hurry up,
because these hostages don't have much time.
[playful music]
♪ ♪
- Should have gone with a steak, pal.
'Cause it's the last decent meal you're getting
for the next five to ten years.
- Who the hell are you?
- Your friendly neighborhood superhero.
You can call me...
[stammering] Mr...
[exhales] One second.
Guys, this is a huge moment for me.
What's my name?
- I was wondering where you were going with that.
- Hey, hey, where are my hostages?
- Uh, bathroom break.
They just couldn't hold it anymore.
Don't worry, though, they're totally safe.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Get back, freak.
- Freak, oh, sticks and stones may break my bones, buddy.
Well, they used to. Not anymore.
- I'll blow this whole city block.
- Uh, you do realize you're a part of that block, right?
Come on, man, it's a weekday.
People just want to get off work,
go home, and watch the boob tube.
So why don't you take off that vest and--
- No, don't touch me!
[screaming]
[air releasing]
- Ralph, are you okay?
- [belches] Yeah.
Yeah, just, uh, wicked heartburn.
Let this be a lesson to all of you
would-be criminals out there.
Catching you won't be too much of a stretch.
- And so, our streets are safe again,
thanks to Central City's funniest new hero,
The Stretchy Man.
- Okay.
- Embarrassing.
- Cisco, next time you're going with him.
- Iris, a chicken needs
to leave its roost sooner or later,
especially when that chicken
insists on doing his own solo mission.
- This is bad. - This is really bad.
Stretchy Man, that's a terrible name.
Also, now that I'm going to be on TV all the time,
this grey suit, got to go.
- Hey, easy, chickadee.
- No, Ralph, I meant you, okay?
That bomb could have torn you to shreds.
- Or Joe, or any of the police outside.
- Relax, ladies, my cells are completely polygamized.
- Polymerized? - Yeah, that.
Which means they can stretch and take a bomb blast.
- Oh, my God. - Dibny is in-dib-structable.
- Okay, Ralph, you are missing the point.
You need to be more cautious.
- No, no, no, you are missing the point.
What I really need, guys, is a new superhero name.
Ramon, you've had all this time.
You can't come up with anything?
- Patience, okay? I'm getting to you.
I've just been a little preoccupied,
what with Barry being in prison and all.
[solemn music]
♪ ♪
- You find anything that might prove
DeVoe framed Barry yet?
- My dad and Cecile are meeting with Judge Hankerson tomorrow
to go over his appeal.
We've been pouring through the evidence piece by piece, but...
- Don't worry, Iris, we're going to get him out.
- Hey, has Barry joined a gang yet?
I've got some friends on the inside.
I can make some calls.
- Shut up, Ralph.
- Okay.
I will stop helping now.
[exhales]
♪ ♪
- You can watch the clock all you want,
but it won't go any faster.
You're Barry Allen, right? Henry Allen's kid?
I'm-- - Axel Walker.
You and your dad kidnapped my dad once.
- Yeah, right.
Pudding?
Lunch lady gave me extra. I think she has a crush on me.
- No.
- Hey, word on the block is, you carved up some professor.
He give you a bad grade or something?
- I didn't kill anybody.
- Yeah, sure. Everyone's innocent in here.
Especially that guy. Yeah, Big Sir.
He's really innocent.
This is grosser than usual. Does pudding go bad?
- Axel, what do you want from me?
- [chuckles] To be murder buds.
You know, we could share trade secrets.
I'd love to hear how you carved up that college quack.
- I don't need any friends in here.
- Oh, man, I do not feel good.
[groans]
- [grunts]
- Get him up.
You got mud on my bright whites.
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.
- Sorry's right.
[gate opens] - [clears throat]
[gate closes]
♪ ♪
- The first week in Iron Heights
is often the hardest, Mr. Allen.
You've already seen what happens when a few inmates
try to revolt.
Acclimating to your new life will take time.
Always does. In the meantime,
do your best to stay clean in here.
Oh, and Mr. Allen, your 1:30 is waiting for you.
♪ ♪
- Hey, I'm so glad to see you. - Me too.
How's it going?
- It's not as bad as I thought it would be.
And hey, you're talking to the newest member
of the Iron Heights janitorial staff.
I'm the fastest mop alive.
[both laugh]
- Well, we've been surveilling the DeVoes 24/7.
I mean, they must have made a mistake somewhere, right?
And I've been pouring over all of the evidence with Dad.
We are going to get you out of there, Barry.
- I know you will.
How's the rest of the team? I saw Ralph on TV.
- Ralph is getting a little cocky.
- Yeah, I was when I started too--it happens.
- Yeah.
- Iris, it's okay.
- I just can't believe this is our new normal, Barry.
I don't want this to be our lives.
- You're going to find something.
I know it.
[buzzing] - Closing time!
Wrap them up!
- I just wish I could touch your hand again.
[sighs]
- You will.
I promise.
I'll see you tomorrow?
- Every tomorrow.
♪ ♪
- Walker here spewed all over his cellmate.
Says he's got cramps.
- [groans]
- Who are you? Where's Nurse Hill?
- Out sick. Looks like he ate the pudding.
- Yeah, how do you know that?
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Because I'm the one who sent it.
Come on, Axel, let's go.
- Mom?
[both laugh]
- Walker and the nurse used tranquilizers
on two more guards on the way out.
- And nothing tipped you off
that this nurse might be a criminal?
- Her background check was clean.
She said her name was Lindsay Fineheart.
She was sent over by our staffing company.
- Well, I'm going to need the hard drive
of the surveillance footage
from the security cameras in the infirmary.
- Well, unfortunately, we're still analog here in Gen Pop.
It will take a while to dub the tapes.
In the meantime, I'm having Fineheart's file
brought down for you.
- How's Barry doing?
- Model inmate, just like his dad.
- Do you mind if I...? - Let me check on that file.
- Bare.
- Joe, hey.
What are you doing here? - Axel Walker escaped.
Some new nurse helped him get out.
- [scoffs]
He was in here because of the pudding.
- How do you know that?
- He was complaining about the taste.
Hey, let me help with this, all right?
- Barry-- - No.
Has Cisco having any luck figuring out
how to bypass the system?
Because once he does that, I could phase out of here.
I could help you track him.
- Barry, you need to stay put for now.
Trickster is just a messed-up kid.
We can handle him. - No, I know, of course.
I just...I'm already tired of feeling useless, you know?
- The only thing you should focus on in here
is watching your back.
Pretty sure cops can't touch inmates.
Otherwise, I'd give you a hug.
Stay strong, Bare. - Mm-hmm.
- Detective? - Sir.
- Well, this is her.
- This woman's name isn't Lindsay Fineheart.
Her name is Zoey Clark.
- James Jesse had a girlfriend?
- Yeah, she called herself Prank.
Back in the day, she was Bonnie to Jesse's Clyde.
No matter what, whether it was attempted murder,
arson, robbery, she was always by his side.
[computer beeps]
- Man, what were people wearing back then?
- Zoe Clark was the beneficiary to Clark Toys empire.
- Not much of an empire. All those stores
closed 20 years ago.
- Looks like she has Bachelor's degrees
in arts and applied sciences,
as well as a Master's in chemistry.
- Trickster and Prank were responsible for a series
of terrorist attacks across Central City,
including the destruction of
the Gadzooka Bubblegum company.
- Huh, I always wondered why
my favorite gum suddenly disappeared in the 90's
- We have it on my Earth.
- You do not. - I just said we did.
- You do not. - We do.
- Anyway, after Jesse was arrested,
she disappeared.
She's been a fugitive ever since.
- Looks like Axel was born
nine months after Zoey was last seen.
I bet she left to help to take care of her son.
- And she came back to bust him out of prison,
and pick up where she left off.
- Well, I'm digging into CCPD files
to see if she had any other known associates.
- I'll set the satellite to do a search grid.
Ramon? - Hey, how about you hook me up
with some of that gum?
- Why don't you breach yourself?
- That sounds like an insult. - Kind of was.
- Hey, Ralph, do you want to go to your usual spots,
see if any of your contacts have seen her?
- Sure, I need a chaperone. Caitlin, you're up.
It's happy hour, you're buying. - [groans]
- Come on, use Killer Frost's credit card.
- No way, Jose.
- You think Ralphie's made of money?
[suspenseful music]
- Where are you two hiding?
- Wow.
What is this place?
- It's all that remains of Clarx Toys.
- Oh, it's cold in here.
Oh, awesome! [laughs]
I made the news, ha! - Not awesome.
Now the police are looking for you.
As soon as night falls, we're out of Central City.
- And then we'll go meet up with Dad, right?
That's why you broke me out.
Because Dad wanted to see me, right?
- Not exactly.
Axel, I wanted you back in my life.
- Right, but what about Dad?
- Well, he broke out a year ago,
and he hasn't come looking for you.
[scoffs] He doesn't care.
- Of course he does.
- Axel, your dad's a deadbeat.
He doesn't want to be a part of this family,
and he never did.
[solemn music]
- Don't talk about him like that.
- Honey, I'm sorry, it's just that
you just don't know him like I do.
Do you know what it was like for me
when you were growing up?
While you were idolizing your dad?
I was the one making your dinner.
While you were watching him terrorize the city on TV,
I was the one driving you to school.
I was the one making sure you got your homework done.
I was the one packing the lunches in the morning.
I was there for you. - I know, I know, Mom!
Okay, now we can get him back.
- I don't want him back.
I want us to go be free together.
I never wanted you to end up like your father.
- Well, it's too late for that, Mom.
♪ ♪
I just need to get Dad's attention.
I'll show him that someone in this family
still has a funny bone.
Mom. [laughing]
♪ ♪
- Everyone walks away safe, and so Central City
has a new, sexier model of superhero.
- [laughs] - Me--it's...I'm sexy.
- And I know just how I'm going to do it.
- Sexy one. Anyone want an autograph?
Autograph, anyone? - [laughs]
- No, Axel.
Axel!
♪ ♪
- Heard you had a little one-on-one time
with a badge this morning.
- [whispers] Oh, God.
- First, you dirty up my shoes.
Now, you're snitching to the cops?
You've had quite the first week, haven't you?
- I don't want any trouble.
- Too late.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[grunting]
This isn't over.
- Thanks.
- Hey, how's the search coming?
- Harry and I already set all the parameters,
it's just got 300 square miles to comb through, so.
Yeah.
[computers beep]
- That's not good. - Hello, Central City!
It's been far, far too long since my beautiful face
graced your screens. [laughs]
- Whoo, this kid's got a face for radio.
- Trickster's hijacking the city's broadcasting signals.
- Today, we're going to play a little game
I like to call "what Does This Do?"
Looks like a regular old bouncy ball.
But what does this do?
- Cisco. - Tracing.
- Let's find out if and when you throw it hard enough...
[cackling]
Kaboom! [laughs]
- He's downtown, corner of DeMeo and Bilson.
- Bring me the Stretchy Man,
or else you're going to go "boom-boom."
- My first supervillain thunderdome challenge.
This is awesome.
- Ralph, you do not know this guy.
He's dangerous.
- He's throwing bouncy balls
and wearing a bedazzled pea coat.
I got this.
Hmm.
- You still haven't taken that off, huh?
- Oh, I sleep in this.
You mind breaching me there? It's a lot faster.
[explosion] - [laughing]
Where are you, Stretchy Man?
I've got plenty more where that came from.
- Nice suit, Fall Out Boy.
- Yuck, yours could use some work.
- Ooh, look at that cutting wit.
You wanted me, here I am.
- Great, do you want to play, uh, catch?
- You're really blowing this supervillain fight.
- Well, it's my Central City return party.
And your death will make me a star.
[laughing]
- Child's play.
- Okay, all right, this is what I call
the Hurty-Squirty Gun.
[gun beeps]
[laughing]
- [screaming]
- Tricked ya!
It's acid, with a little ingredient X.
I call it "axid."
- [screaming]
- He's panicking, his heart rate is off the charts.
- Ralph, are you okay?
- [yelling] Help!
- Burn, Stretchy Man, burn!
- [yells]
- Oof.
- Not today, Satan.
♪ ♪
- [groans] What the hell did he do to me?
[groans]
- [grunts]
What the hell was that stuff?
- Looks like Axel created some sort of super acid.
- It's got a ph level in the negative 50s,
and all it did was burn through your skin?
- God, if it were anybody else, it would melt
right through them like xenomorph blood.
- Like in... - "Alien."
- It's "Aliens."
- But you said my cells were polymerized.
- Uh, no...
- You said nothing could hurt them.
- Dibny, I didn't say that. I said your cells were bonded
unlike anything I've ever seen. I've never seen acid like this,
and so, cannot be responsible for things I have never seen.
- It definitely hurts. - Mm-hmm, of course.
- Well, now we know what your kryptonite is.
- What the hell is kryptonite?
- What? - Oh, come on.
- Think I'm gonna heal?
- Probably. - Eventually.
- Probably? - Well, you know.
- I thought I was indestructible.
- [laughs] So did we.
- Get out.
Okay, well, Caitlin, you can treat the wound
and manage the pain, right? - As needed.
- Okay, well, the most important thing
is that you're safe. - [grunts]
- Ralph, oh, my God, I'm so sorry.
Um, Axel is still out there.
We should track him down. Um, oh, my God.
- This might sting a little.
- [groans]
- Excuse me, my wife was supposed to be here
a half hour ago. Could you see if...
Cool.
Hey.
I was just wondering why you helped me.
- Because your dad helped me.
- [giggling]
Oh, are you okay? - No, Mom, I'm not.
Stretchy Man's still alive.
All Dad's going to see is that I failed.
He won't want to see me. [sighs]
Who am I kidding? I'll never be like him.
- I think you can be even better than him.
[laughs] You don't see it, but I do.
You're the real Trickster, boo-boo.
- What's gotten into you?
- Okay, I didn't take my meds.
[giggling] - Mom, you did that for me?
- I would do anything for you, boo-boo!
[both laugh]
- Would you kill with me? - It's like riding a tricycle.
You never forget. Let's paint the town red.
- I know whose blood we should use.
We just need a new trick to strong-arm Stretch Armstrong.
- [gasps], no. - No?
- What we need is something better.
Because if there's one thing I've realized,
it's behind every great trick...
is an even better Prank.
[both cackle]
- Hey, guys. Any luck finding Trickster?
- Joe, geo-tracking is an art form.
It takes precision, it takes finesse, it takes grace--
- It requires none of those things.
It's simply the fact that he's not a meta-human.
Regular humans are harder to track.
- Is there anything you can't suck the fun out of?
- Leaf peeping.
[computer beeps]
- Trickster.
- Hello again, Central City.
It's time for the exciting new game show,
"Wheel of Misfortune."
With prizes so amazing, you'll think you died.
And if you play your cards right, you just might.
Here's your host, the murderous matriarch,
Prank!
[both laughing]
- What do we have in store for tonight?
- Well, we have chills, thrills, and plenty of kills.
- These guys are absolutely nuts.
- So, why don't we meet our first contestants?
Ta-da! - Ta-da!
[both laughing]
- They've got hostages.
- Shocking prizes are in store.
- Oh, Prank, what about the grand prize?
- Oh, I'm so glad you asked.
[both laughing]
Because we have an axid shower.
[gasps]
- Oh, no!
- Sorry, Mr. Beebo.
- Oh-ho.
- Beebo loves getting clean.
♪ ♪
Beebo has an owie.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Cisco. - Triangulating their signal.
- We need a special VIP to come down for our special show.
So, if you're watching, Stretchy Man,
why don't you come on down and spin the wheel?
You have one hour, or these nice people die.
[giggles]
- There you are.
They're at the old Clarx Toys factory
in Lawrence Hills.
- Tick-tock, Stretchy Man. Time's a-wasting.
So, let's spin that wheel!
[both laugh]
[computer beeps]
- I'm going to have CCPD create a perimeter
a few blocks away, so they can't escape.
- Harry, how are you coming with a solvent
for Trickster's axid? - Well, slowly.
Very difficult to neutralize a solvent that hasn't existed
until today.
- You've got 59 minutes. - All I need is 58.
- Ralph, suit up.
[tense music]
- Well, you wanted a new suit, didn't you?
I even made it pocket-sized.
- Is it axid-proof?
I can't do it, guys.
- These people need our help.
- Yeah, sorry, but me getting melted?
That is a deal-breaker.
- Were you only doing this
because you thought you couldn't get hurt?
- Yeah, why the hell else would I do this?
- Ralph, last year, I thought I was going to die, too.
But that didn't stop me.
- Okay, well, that's the difference between us then.
I'm not that strong in the face of danger.
I'm out.
[solemn music]
♪ ♪
- Psst, Barry!
[stretching] [groaning]
- Ralph, what are you doing here?
- I'm breaking you out.
- I mean, come on, you're a hero.
Slap on some tights, go be heroic.
- Ralph, there are cameras everywhere, okay?
They would know within minutes that I vanished.
- So? A minute to us is like hours to you.
Just vibrate through the walls, go slap Trickster around,
and you'll be back before whatever passes for dinner
in this place. - Trickster attacked again?
- Yeah, he and his mommy want to tussle with me,
but I have a rule against fighting terrorists
with an Oedipus complex, so.
This looks like a job for the F-L-A-S-H.
- I'm sorry, why is this different?
You've done a good job handling bad guys so far.
- [sighs]
I got hurt.
Axel created some kind of acid that, we're guessing,
can probably kill me.
I'm not ready to die.
- [chuckles]
Look, this job,
it has a way of making you feel invincible.
But every once in a while,
a little mortality check shows up.
- I've been trying so hard to ignore this feeling, but...
I'm not fearless like you are.
- [scoffs] Ralph, I'm not fearless.
I mean, I wake up every day in this cell,
and feel like there's nothing I can do to help anyone.
And, I mean, that terrifies me.
I used to be somebody who saved,
and now I'm just Barry Allen.
Inmate number 3562.
- So let me spring you. - That's not my point.
Having the ability to help someone, but do nothing.
That is a far worse death
than anything that Trickster has for you.
But rising above that fear and saving those lives,
that's a greater life.
All right, so rise up.
I don't think it's a stretch for you.
- [chuckles]
You really believe I can do it?
- Yes, you just need to believe in yourself.
[whistle chirps] [buzzing]
[tense music]
Hey, you know your way out of here, right?
[gate buzzing] - Yeah.
- You got one hour!
♪ ♪
- Scans are reading some kind of container on the roof.
It looks new.
- Galvanized steel. [zipper locks]
That's where they're keeping the axid.
All right, I will neutralize it.
And you two guys, you get the hostages out.
Oh, we're gonna need the ice queen.
- Oh, that's not how it works, I can't just--
both: Lexi La Roche!
- It was her childhood bully.
There's a lot of repressed anger in there.
Let's go!
[dramatic music]
- Oh, boy, here we go.
- Thank you. Big Sir.
My dad saved your life in here, didn't he?
That's why you helped me out.
How?
- I had stomach pains for days.
Your dad found me, figured my appendix was about to burst.
Prison doctors were gone for the night.
There's no way they could have made it back in time.
But Doc Henry convinced Warden Wolfe
to do the surgery.
He operated and saved my life.
- And that's why you owed him.
- Now, we're even.
♪ ♪
- Big Sir.
- [grunting]
♪ ♪
- Okay.
Remember, anything in here that looks fun is probably lethal.
- Just like me. - Nice.
Okay, let's deliver these delivery people to safety.
- Or we could just leave them and kill Trickster and Prank.
- Remember that talk about
murdering your way out of problems?
Yeah, we don't do that. - Yet.
[tense music]
- We're going to get you out of here.
- Ooh, Beebo hungry.
[giggles] Beebo likes to play.
Beebo--
[both laugh]
♪ ♪
- Tricked ya!
- I'm guessing the plan didn't work?
- Help!
- Harry, it's a trap. They've got Caitlin and Cisco.
I'm on my way. - No, you're not.
I am.
- Then you're going to need this.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Groovy.
[muffled grunts]
[grunting continues] [crowbar thudding]
- Hey!
Leave him alone.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- I told you you'd be sorry.
♪ ♪
You won't get lucky twice.
♪ ♪
[groans]
- Like father, like son, eh?
- Harry, are you on the roof yet?
- Yes, and so is the axid.
All right.
♪ ♪
- You need to neutralize the axid.
We're running out of time.
- Yep, thank you, I'm aware of that.
[computers beep]
[both laugh] - Uh-oh.
- Now, we asked for one hero.
But now, we've got two! - Oh!
It's time for our Showcase Showdown,
so let's spin that wheel, and see what fun prize
awaits our new friends.
- [giggles]
- Harry, tell me you've got it.
[computer beeps]
- Don't got it.
- Hurry up, I haven't killed anyone in years.
♪ ♪
- Oh, a tie.
Hmm, I guess they die together.
- [gasps] - [claps]
♪ ♪
[window shatters]
[heroic music]
♪ ♪
- Nice outfit.
- Thanks, I've got a great tailor.
Now let everyone go, pranksters,
and no one gets hurt.
- We thought you chickened out, Stretchy Man.
- Actually, I did.
See, I thought I was pretty much invincible
until you and your oversized water pistol
put the fear of God in me.
- You're welcome.
- And I was ready to throw in the towel.
But then I visited a friend of mine.
And he helped me remember that no one is fearless.
But real heroes, they find a way to rise above that fear
and make a difference anyway.
Even if it kills them in the process.
So, this is me, rising up.
Hopefully without the dying part.
Now let my friends go.
[both applaud]
- First of all, great speech.
So inspired, it melted my heart.
- Oh, thank you, I worked on it on the way over.
- Now let's melt yours. [both laughing]
Shoot him, boo-boo!
♪ ♪
- [yelling]
♪ ♪
- Oh, boo-boo!
- I'd give up if I were you.
- How about I melt your friends instead?
♪ ♪
- Harry, now. - I don't got it.
- Harry?
- No!
♪ ♪
- Say good-bye to your little friends!
- Harry! - [yells]
[screaming]
It doesn't hurt.
It doesn't hurt! [laughs]
I'm not dying!
Why am I not dying?
- Because I got it.
- Yes, nice work, guys!
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- I'm going to live, whoo!
Oh, don't even think about running.
Any time. Okay, uh...
you got scissors anywhere?
- You know what they say, detective?
The family that slays together stays together.
- Yeah, in prison. - Hey, come on.
You can't keep a Trickster behind bars for long.
- Oh, we'll see about that.
- You were amazing. Can we do it again
in 10 to 15 years? - Boo-boo.
I'm going to break us out of here in two.
- Get in the damn car. - [giggling]
[both cackling]
[reporters clamoring]
- Is it true that you took down Trickster and Prank
single-handedly?
- How long have you been a superhero?
- Are you single?
- Yes, about an hour, oh, hell yes.
Do you like shrimp? - No.
But I'm sure the people of Central City
would love to thank you, Stretchy Man.
- [sighs] That's not my name.
- Then what should we call you? I mean, you do stretch.
- No, I don't stretch, I contort.
I elasticize, I elongate, man.
- The Elongated Man?
It was just an expression.
- It has a certain... - I don't know.
- "Je ne sais quoi" to it. - I like it, too.
- Well, I hate it. [all groan]
- Well, maybe you should have let me do the naming.
- Exactly.
- Oh, don't worry, you'll get your chance.
There's no way this is going to stick.
both: Probably gonna stick.
- The Elongated Man? Please, it's so literal.
You think Prince would have settled
for "Shorty Guitar Man"?
- Hey. - No way.
And like The Purple One, I too need something
that hints at the true depth of my sexy nature.
- Like The Flash. - Exactly.
He's a fast operator, gets the job done in seconds.
Or Killer Frost.
- What can I say? When you got it, you got it.
- You got it.
- Eh.
Hey, Joe. - Mmm?
- What should I do?
- Man, do whatever it takes to keep the city safe.
Just like the rest of us.
- I could live with that.
- Guess I'll be looking out for you a bit longer.
- I didn't get involved because I wanted a favor,
I just wanted to help.
Piece of advice, you want to survive in here,
find a friend.
- [laughs]
Your father would be very proud of you.
- Thanks.
Did my dad call you Big Sir?
- No, he called me Dave.
- [chuckles] - Allen, you've got a visitor.
- Well, whatever you said to Ralph must have landed.
He risked his life to save Caitlin and Cisco,
thanks to you.
- I just brought out what was already inside of him.
- You seem to have that effect on a lot of people.
- [scoffs]
- What?
- Just turns out being in here
isn't so different from being out there.
[poignant music]
- Except we're not together.
And I can't touch you anymore.
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[vibrating]
♪ ♪
[upbeat music playing]
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- Coffee, that's all I get for being a hero?
- What do you want, a cookie?
- Ooh, don't mind if I do.
Come on, man.
The thing about wearing a mask
is no one even knows you're a good guy.
- Them's the breaks, kid.
Ah, yes, there's that delicious nectar.
Hey, thanks for getting this coffee, by the way.
- Who, me? I'm broke.
- I didn't even bring my wallet with me.
- I don't even own a wallet. - Are you serious?
- Allen always pays. - Oh, my God.
- No worries.
Uh, always pay it forward.
That's my motto, you know?
Because at any given moment,
one of us could need a helping hand.
Like now, you two total strangers,
you know, were short on cash, and then someone just
steps out of the blue and helps out in a totally random way,
am I right? - Uh-huh.
- And you know, it's more than just karma.
It's the principle of infinite consequence
at work in our lives.
And it's always expanding.
Creating positive sums on an infinite basis.
Isn't that amazing?
- Yes? - You know what's amazing?
That shirt's pretty amazing.
- Yeah, thanks, yeah, it's a classic.
"Oregon Trail," I love this game.
Have a great day.
Okay.
- A nice, beautiful girl, and Ralph Dibny
doesn't offer her a delicious crustacean buffet?
- Mmm, I think she's too smart for me.
- Self awareness from Ralph Dibny?
I think there's hope for you yet.
- That's a stretch.
- Is that where we freeze frame?
[stirring music]
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- Greg, move your head. e frame?