- Sunshine keeping quiet?
- Our source confirms she hasn't said a word
since her arrest yesterday.
But Captain West won't stop making noise.
He is obsessed with connecting you
to Sunshine, Ultraviolet, and Dr. Light.
- That won't matter much longer.
When will our guest arrive?
[bones creaking]
Thanks for coming on short notice.
This is your target.
[dramatic music]
Kill him, please.
♪ ♪
["The Flash" theme]
♪ ♪
- And...go.
- Like a map of some kind?
- No. - That's a flux capacitor.
- Hold--no.
- No, that's good, yeah. - No.
- They are not gonna get this.
- Oh, this is-- - Okay, hold on. All right.
[alarm buzzes]
- [sighs]
Okay, it was gonna be the Eiffel Tower.
- Oh, damn.
- That looks just like the Eiffel Tower.
[indistinct chatter]
[cell phone buzzing]
- Oh, I got to take this.
Hey, David.
- Joe, I know you think we can tie
this assassin Sunshine to Carver,
but she is just not talking.
- Okay, so let me take a crack at it.
- Actually, I need you to take a step back from this case.
You're too close to it. [elevator bell dings]
Besides, you're the Captain now.
- David, it's because I'm close that I can rattle her.
Come on, there's nobody else that can do this.
- [sighs] Okay. [button clicks]
[line beeps] Oh, okay.
- Was that the Carver case?
- Yeah. - How can I help?
- You just conserve your energy.
I'll call you if I need anything.
I got to go, guys. Take care.
- Oh, okay, bye. - Bye.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- I think I found a way out of here.
- What? How?
- I started focusing on the monitors.
At first, when I tried, I couldn't read them.
I would get all of these, um--these headaches.
- Yeah. - But today...
it started to come into focus...
perfectly clear.
- You're adapting to this place.
- I read your theory
that says that someone could pass through the mirror
if their molecular structure was destabilized?
- Yes.
- Well, if I could just contact my husband,
I think he might be able to help us.
Eva, my husband, Barry Allen,
is The Flash.
- [scoffs] What?
- And with his speed, I think he could phase us out of here.
- If his instantaneous velocity
correlates with the limit of the fractal surface,
then...then he'll become intangible.
- So...it could work!
- Yes! Yes, I...
[sighs] I just--I need to recharge.
I've been controlling the mirror all morning,
and I'm--I'm exhausted.
- Yeah, um, take all the time you need.
I will, um, keep trying to decipher more.
- Yeah. You--you do that.
You're--you're on the right path.
- Yeah.
♪ ♪
[door opens]
- [chuckles] [door closes]
[mirror shimmers]
She just did exactly what I knew she would do.
She even told me the truth about her husband.
- Eva, Joe West is still looking
into your husband's activities.
He knows about Black Hole.
- Then it's only a matter of time
before Barry Allen helps him.
[sighs]
You have a new mission.
The Flash is losing his speed.
Drain him of the rest.
- Why do you care about The Flash?
- I don't. I care about my husband.
The Flash is not gonna take that away from me.
- Success is assured.
[dramatic music]
- Cisco: I got your text. What's up?
- Okay, Carrie Mathison, red string much?
- I've been tracking Sue since she disappeared.
She's hit five banks in five locations.
Every single one of them was doing
some schmoozy cocktail party when she did it.
And while everybody was sipping champagne
and eating an overpriced meal, bam.
Server rooms get hacked.
- Oh. I know that look.
You found her next target.
- Of course I found her next target.
[keyboard clacks]
The First National CC Bank is holding an investors' brunch
for their biggest clients.
Fits Sue's M.O. to a T.
Now, here's where you come in, my friend.
I need a hacker who can set up a net to help catch her,
somebody who can monitor the security feed,
somebody who speaks bandwidth and knows binary.
- Mm, I'm not sure you know how hacking works.
- Please.
I've seen "You've Got Mail" several times.
But I know you've been working on
the Artificial Speed Force, so...
- I have, but I'm running simulations all day--
simulations I don't need to be there for.
Look, here's the deal.
I know how hard this case has been on you.
I should've been there to help you from the beginning.
So...
- So you're in?
- Will there be waffles?
- [scoffs]
There better be waffles.
[jazz plays softly on the radio]
♪ ♪
[Ministry's "Jesus Built My Hotrod"]
- No, no, no, no!
[engine revving, tires squealing]
♪ ♪
[man laughing]
♪ ♪
[tires squealing, horns honking]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Ding ding dang a-dang dong ding dong ♪
♪ Dingy dingy, son of a gun ♪
♪ Ding ding dang a-dang dong ding dong ♪
♪ Am I on the run? ♪
[grunts]
[groans]
♪ ♪
[yells]
♪ ♪
[siren wailing]
- Okay. Thank you.
It was crazy.
It was like it was accelerating by itself.
I mean, I know you won't believe this,
but it was like somebody cut the brakes
while I was driving.
Is that even possible?
- I-I don't know. I'll find out.
- Are you sure you're okay? - I'm fine.
It's Carver that needs to worry.
- You think Carver's the one behind this?
- Well, he knows I took down one of his assassins,
Millie Rawlins, AKA Sunshine.
And he knows I'm the lead
on the RICO case we're building against him.
- Well, if that's true,
we have to get you in witness protection.
You're just not safe out here, Joe.
- David, I'm not going anywhere.
Look, if Carver is coming after me,
that means he is scared.
What do scared people do? They make mistakes.
We need to take advantage of that.
- Fine. Fine.
You have my complete support, Joe, as always.
But if anything happens, I'll never forgive myself.
- I need to go talk to Rawlins.
[dramatic music]
- [clears throat]
[indistinct chatter]
- Okay, the investors' brunch is in full swing.
Now, you go get us eyes on that server room.
I got to tinkle.
Yeah, I heard what I said. - Mm-hmm.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
Okay.
The doctor is in.
Say, "Ah!"
♪ ♪
[beeping]
[laughs] What?
You call this an encryption scheme?
I could do this with one hand tied behind my back.
- Prove it.
- Uh, good morning.
Don't mind me. I'm just doing a routine software update.
Can I have my hand back, please?
- You dress well... for tech support.
- I have good work ethic. - Hmm.
Funny.
It looked like you were tampering
with the facility's security system,
not repairing it.
- Tam--tamp--tampering?
Oh, you--you mean all this?
- Yes, all of that.
- No, no, I'm--it's-- this is a procedure
we follow to make sure that your money's secure.
That is, if the safety of your money
is important you, Miss...?
- Ms. January Galore.
And the safety of my money is very important to me.
- I'm sure it is.
- So what do those little green lights do?
- The--the--the--the-- the green lights.
They are--they are not important.
I'm actually all done here.
Um, enjoy the waffles.
- Oh, I will.
- [exhales sharply]
♪ ♪
- I think they only have apple fritters here.
- [sighs]
- Are we live?
- Yeah, we're live. We got eyes.
We almost didn't get them, though.
I ran into one of the donors-- some rich British lady.
What was her name? June, April...
April Gabor. - Wait.
January Galore? - That's the one.
- That's not good.
She's an arms dealer that Barry and I met in Midway City.
- I don't know.
She seemed kind of charming to me.
Very forward, but charming nonetheless.
[tablet beeping]
Uh-oh. We're in trouble.
The security feeds are dead.
- [sighs] Servers are on the fifth floor.
Let's go.
- Ew. Ew, ew, ew.
What is that? What is that?
- The perfect disguise.
- A disg-- [gags]
I think I just lost my appetite.
♪ ♪
- Hi, Slick. You miss me?
- [exhales sharply]
- Almost as much as I miss Fredrico,
my tapeworm.
Hello, Sue. Or is it January?
- What can I say?
[January's voice] Collateralized loan obligations
are deliciously robust.
Although...
Not half as delicious as you in a tux.
- [sighs]
Still up to your old tricks? Swiping diamonds and pearls?
- [normal voice] Oh, you like Prince? Me too.
- Yes! Me three.
[laughs] I'm Cisco, by the way.
We met back when you were...
[British accent] January Galore.
[normal voice] That was an excellent accent, by the way.
Do you have any training? - Oh, thank you.
I did my senior year abroad. - London, no doubt.
- Oh, Italy, actually. - She fancy. You fancy.
- Yeah, thank you. - Okay!
Sue, you're trapped, and you're going down.
- Oh, actually, I'm going up.
[smooches]
- Ah. Did you see that?
- What do you-- - Did you see that?
♪ ♪
- Shoot. Damn it!
- Uh-oh. Dibs.
♪ ♪
If this is what she used,
she has access to all the bank's financial holdings.
- Oh, well... [laughs]
It's only several...
billion...
dollars.
[groans]
[sirens wail]
- Joe: Millie Rawlins.
[dramatic music]
This man--he worked for Joseph Carver.
This is what happens to those who fail Carver.
- Incentive for the rest of us to succeed.
- But you didn't succeed.
So that probably means you're next.
Now, look, I can offer you protection.
But this is a one-time deal.
Are you interested?
- No, thanks.
- I mean, the only way somebody could accelerate the car
and simultaneously cut the brakes
is from inside the car's engine, which is...
I mean, obviously no person could fit inside there.
- Well, Ray Palmer could.
Only he's not a murderous, sabotaging type.
- How about a meta-human who can squeeze into tight places?
Likes to watch his victims suffering up close.
- Rag Doll.
- Now...
what would...
First Lieutenant Millie Rawlins,
a soldier who had rescued 14 friendlies
from an insurgent labor camp,
think of what you've become now?
You were honorable.
Legion of Merit.
Medal of Valor.
Millie,
restore that honor.
Help me stop Joseph Carver before it's too late.
- [bones crunch] - [gasps]
- Get down! Get down!
♪ ♪
- What the hell?
♪ ♪
- Aah!
- [breathing heavily]
Joe, Joe, hey. - [groans]
♪ ♪
Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- I'm fine. I'm all bandaged up.
- All right, Joe. That's twice now.
- And that's twice I've gotten a clean bill of health.
- [sighs] All right.
Wait, hold on. Where are you going?
- Barry, I am still the lead on this investigation.
And I was this close to getting a deal
with Rawlins if it wasn't--
- He's a dangerous psycho, and he's got your number.
All right, look, I-I-I hate to say it,
but I-I don't know.
It feels like maybe Singh was right.
And you should let this go for a while.
- Oh, so you're gonna take me off the case now.
- No, I just--I'm trying to keep you safe, all right?
And I-I'm not fast enough to do that anymore.
I mean, look at your arm. - Well, Barry, you know
I'm not gonna stop if I'm this close.
- Look, I get it, but will you please just stay here
at S.T.A.R. Labs, at least until I've stopped Rag Doll?
♪ ♪
- Fine.
- Joe. [sighs]
- Hey, you okay? - I'm good.
- [sighs]
- What happened? - There was gunfire.
And I wasn't fast enough to stop all the bullets.
He's--he's fine, but it's my fault that he got hurt.
♪ ♪
- Barry, your speed. - Yeah.
- It's getting worse. - I know.
- But what are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna use facial-recognition algorithms
and meta-human trackers.
I'm gonna find Rag Doll and stop him
if I have to use every last resource
at S.T.A.R. Labs to do it.
- Except the one that counts.
- [sighs, mutters indistinctly]
- Barry, you promised me that you would keep him safe.
- I know. - I can't lose my dad.
- You won't. I swear.
I...
♪ ♪
[sighs]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[doorbell rings]
- Come in.
[door opens, closes]
When my private security said I had a guest,
the last person I expected to see was
Captain Joe West.
I suppose you're here on urgent police business.
- Personal.
You made it that way when you tried to kill me...
twice.
- I have no idea what you're talking about.
- Peter Merkel, Rag Doll--
Last he was seen was breaking into McCulloch Technologies.
That was about a year ago.
- Yes.
We have had a number of security issues lately,
as I'm sure you're aware.
- Yeah, the strange thing is the CCPD
never apprehended him.
He just vanished...
until today.
Do you know anything about that?
- Sounds like you've crafted
some very interesting narratives
about me, Captain West. - Hmm.
- It even sounds like you're saying I hired someone
to pop out of a box to assassinate you.
[scoffs] I mean...
- I didn't say
that Rag Doll popped out of a box.
[tense music]
- [snaps fingers]
Damn.
And I was doing so well.
You've been a pain in the ass, Captain.
And you've taken up far too much of my time.
So I'm gonna make you a one-time-only offer.
I will call off Merkel,
and all you have to do is walk out that door
and leave me alone forever.
- I'll make a counteroffer.
You spend 80 years in Iron Heights
for attempting to assassinate the precinct captain.
- Technology is a fickle mistress.
[watch whirring]
[beeps]
A localized EMP pulse.
[chuckles]
And one of the advantages
of owning the most advanced technological institution
in the world.
Whatever you think I've done,
it's a million times worse.
I can eliminate anyone, anywhere.
And that includes you...
or your lovely companion, Ms. Horton...
Even that precious little baby of yours.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[laughs]
♪ ♪
- You took your badge off
and just walked right in there knowing what could happen.
I--What the hell were you thinking?
- Do you think I went over to Carver's house
for some macho BS?
You know I'm not proud like that.
I was just terrified I can't protect my family.
- But you're the one who needs protecting right now.
- I'm not worried about me, Barry.
I can't lose Cecile and Jenna.
- And we can't lose you! Listen!
Carver has unlimited resources, right?
I mean, first it was Dr. Light, then it was Sunshine.
Today it's Rag Doll, and tomorrow...
it's who knows?
And now if I can't protect you...
- What do you want me to do?
- Think about witness protection.
- [groans]
- Joe, you need to stay alive.
♪ ♪
- Committing to a five-year investment
will guarantee you a 5% return, Miss Genoa.
As for security, our server room
is reinforced with military-grade steel alloys.
- Hmm, sounds wonderfully impenetrable.
[knock at door]
- Yeah, but nothing is impenetrable.
Isn't that right, Ms. Dearbon?
- Dearbon?
You said your name was Genoa, like the salami.
- [speaking Italian]
Yeah, you know, she lied about that.
It's kind of her thing. She is stupid rich, though.
- Oh. In that case...
How do you two know each other? Are you married?
both: Gross.
- Uh, do you mind excusing us for a moment?
I would love to speak to my friend
about possibly investing here as well.
- By all means.
Take your time.
- [breathes deeply]
[door closes]
- So, slick...
you here to make a super citizen's arrest?
- I know what you're up to. - Really?
I'm all ears. - [scoffs]
The files on this are your parents' bank accounts.
They've been wiring money every week like clockwork
to a coded account.
Your parents are being extorted.
What? No snarky comeback?
Oh. That means I'm right.
- You going somewhere with this?
- Well, my guess is that your parents are being blackmailed
by the same person who owns every single banking system
that you've hacked into since we last met--
Joseph Carver.
- Careful, slick.
- You weren't stealing anything
in Paris, Shanghai, or Central City.
You were investigating Carver.
He must have found out their ugly little secret.
What, do they lie on their tax returns?
They bribe their way into that yacht club?
- Enough.
Assume whatever you want about me,
but don't do it about my parents.
They're good people.
- Then let me help you.
- I barely know you.
- You know everything that matters.
- For the record,
I didn't enjoy tricking you.
Okay, I enjoyed it. - [chuckles]
- But, honestly, I felt pretty crappy afterwards.
Why is that?
- 'Cause you are a good person...
just like your parents.
You just have some... issues.
[chuckles]
- You're so decent. It's nauseating.
- Oh, boy, you should've seen me about two years ago.
I was a--I was a real crap-bag.
Actually, you probably would have liked that, though.
- I don't know.
This whole good-guy thing you got going on...
It's...tolerable.
- Tolerable.
- Which is why...
I'm giving you this.
Look into that.
You might find something interesting.
I did.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- [scoffs]
- I just talked to Iris.
She said someone tried to kill Captain West.
- Yeah. Joseph Carver.
- So what do we do?
- Uh, I sent Jenna to stay with her sister, Joanie,
so we know she's safe.
And, uh...
I don't know.
- Cecile, if you're helping Joe
and Carver finds out...
- What do you think? He's gonna come after me, too?
- If he does, he'll have to go through me.
- Come here.
- Me too.
Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear.
But I'm here to help keep everyone safe.
You feel safe?
- We're safe. You, not so much.
♪ ♪
- [grunts] Allegra. Hey, Allegra.
Come on. Come on.
Hey, what--what can I do to fix this?
'Cause I-I feel terrible.
- What about how I feel?
I've been lied to before a lot
by pretty much anyone who's ever said they cared about me.
And now you expect me to smile and say it's all okay
because you feel bad?
- No, I--
[scoffs] What am I supposed to do?
- Walk away.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Great.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[crunch]
♪ ♪
- Allegra!
[screams]
♪ ♪
- [yells]
♪ ♪
- [yelping]
It's too much. It's too much.
It's too much pain. It's too much pain.
[whimpering]
Aah!
♪ ♪
- You will bring
so much suffering.
- [screaming]
- Bar! Rag Doll took Cecile. He sent this.
- So much delicious suffering.
See you soon, Captain.
- All right, I-I can track Cecile's phone,
but, Joe, he wants you to find her,
just like he used me to lure Iris--it's a trap.
- If something happens to her, it's on me.
- No, we're gonna bring her home.
- But what about your speed?
- Don't worry about my speed.
I'll do whatever I can, all right?
I won't hold back until she's safe. Let's go.
- You okay? - I'm okay. I'm good.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Joe, find Cecile. I'll hold him off.
- Run, Captain. Run.
- Cecile! Cecile!
♪ ♪
- Babe!
♪ ♪
[Rag Doll humming]
- Joe: Babe!
Babe. I'm coming.
♪ ♪
- [whimpering] [beeping]
- Okay.
- [breathing heavily]
Careful, careful. Don't touch me.
It's a pressure bomb.
If it's not weighted down, it'll explode.
- How do you know that?
- He told me to tell you.
- Okay.
♪ ♪
- Rag Doll: I see you.
Missed me.
Oh, almost.
Getting closer.
♪ ♪
Suffer nice and slow.
- [groaning]
[cell phone buzzing]
- [grunts]
- Captain West? Rag Doll was here.
- Joe: Yeah, I know. He took Cecile.
I'm here with her now.
Listen, I need your help defusing an explosive.
- Uh, what kind of a device is it, Captain?
- Uh, it is a Michael 1-1-2
composition Charlie 4
block demolition charge.
- C4 block demolition charge. [watch beeping]
Yeah. Got it.
Okay, so, easy.
Open the outer panel. You're gonna see four wires.
Pull the green one.
- [panicked breathing]
There are more than four wires,
and they're all green.
[beeping]
I got this.
- But how? Captain--
- Okay.
Babe...
do you remember dancing at your cousin's wedding?
- what, when you were stepping on my toes
until we finally got in sync?
- Yeah, we're gonna do that now.
- What? No.
No. - We do not have time.
- I can't let you do this. - Follow me.
- [breathing shakily]
- On three, move, okay? - Okay.
- One, two, three!
[bomb beeping faster]
[beeping slows]
- We lost a minute.
♪ ♪
[metal clanging, Rag Doll shouts]
♪ ♪
- You're not gonna make anyone suffer anymore, Merkel,
no matter how much Black Hole's paying you.
- Pay?
Don't care about money.
- If you're not trying to kill Joe for money,
why are you doing this?
- Oh, release.
Mother's dead. Heart attack.
No one left to suffer now.
Except myself.
Thank you, Flash, for helping me suffer.
Any second now,
release comes with kaboom!
♪ ♪
[laughing maniacally]
- [grunts]
Joe, what did you-- what did you do?
- What I had to do.
Please get Cecile out of here now.
- No, no. I don't want to leave you.
- Cecile, please, make sure that Jenna is safe.
- Joe, I'm not gonna-- - Barry.
Go...now.
♪ ♪
- Okay.
All right, come on. Let's go.
♪ ♪
- Barry!
- I have to try.
♪ ♪
[grunting, shouts]
♪ ♪
[labored breathing]
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- I should go into Witsec.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter over police radio]
[siren wailing]
- Federal agents will be here any minute.
They'll be the only ones who know where you're going.
They'll keep you safe, Joe,
at least till we get this Carver mess sorted out.
- Thank you, David, for everything, man.
[dramatic music]
- Iris isn't answering her phone.
She needs to know this is happening.
- They're here.
- Ah...
[sighs]
Just--just tell Iris I love her, okay?
♪ ♪
[exhales deeply]
- Okay, I don't think I can do this.
- Yes. Yes, you can. - I can't.
No, I can't. - Yes, listen.
I have to go.
It's the only way to keep our family safe.
You just tell little baby Jenna that her daddy's gonna be home
as soon as he possibly can, okay?
♪ ♪
I love you, Cecile Horton.
- I love you.
I love you.
- Listen, listen.
Iris and I, we're gonna take down Carver and Black Hole.
And then we're gonna bring you home.
I promise.
- Keep Iris safe. - I will.
♪ ♪
- [sobbing]
♪ ♪
[car door closes]
- [sighs]
Joe West is out of the way as requested.
Success is assured.
- Good.
If anyone's gonna make my husband pay for what he did,
it's gonna be me.
♪ ♪
- Looks like Captain Joe West will no longer be a problem.
- Man: Someone else must've heard the good news, too,
because they sent you a gift.
I had it delivered.
♪ ♪
- Hello, Joseph.
You're a hard man to get a hold of.
- That's on purpose.
- Wait.
I just have one little thing I need from you...
an apology.
- [snorts, chuckles]
Seriously?
That's what this is about?
- I wanted to help the world.
Now you're destroying it.
- I am keeping it safe.
- You let me rot in here
while you took everything I created.
I had a vision for humankind.
- So did I!
♪ ♪
[glass thuds]
And now I'm making it a reality.
- This is your last chance, Joseph.
- Threats are for real people, Eva,
not phantoms, because that's what you are.
And me... [sighs deeply]
Darling...
I'm untouchable.
♪ ♪
Literally.
♪ ♪
[chuckles]
♪ ♪
- [chuckles]
♪ ♪
[door closes]
- I just talked to David.
Is my dad really gone?
- [sighs] I tried calling you.
- That's your excuse?
My dad is in witness protection, Barry.
You should've come to get me.
- Yeah, Iris, there wasn't enough time.
- You're The Flash, Barry.
You can make a second last an hour.
Where is he?
- I-I honestly don't know.
- When is he coming back?
- The second that we catch Carver.
- Carver's pockets are lined with--
with politicians and lawmakers, Barry,
not to mention assassins.
It could be years before we catch him.
- Iris, I'm so sorry, but Cecile was almost killed.
And then Joe.
He--he had to leave right away,
or else Carver may come after Jenna or you next.
- Carver already came after me--
- And I wasn't here to protect you.
Look, I'm--I'm--I'm trying to keep this family safe.
- I want you to take me to him right now.
- I told you I don't know where he's going.
- You don't need to, Barry.
They--they left, what, like 30 minutes ago?
They're probably still within a 50-mile radius.
With your speed, you can search that entire area in seconds.
- You know I can't, not anymore.
- Can't or won't?
- It's not that simple.
- Yes, it is, Barry! - No, it isn't!
Look, Iris, I'm-- I'm barely hanging on.
I can't catch my breath.
I'm getting dizzy. My feet are numb.
My fingers tingle.
It feels like with every step I take,
I'm getting ripped in two.
All I can think about is if I'll be fast enough
tomorrow to save another life.
- I trusted you, Barry.
- Iris...
- Now we have something else in common.
We both lost our parents.
I hope that was worth it.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Where are you going? Iris. [door opens]
- I want you to leave.
- You can't be serious. - Barry, you always do this.
You always make all of these decisions,
and then the rest of us have to deal with the fallout.
Flashpoint, going into the Speed Force,
taking Nora into the future, and now this--
I am done, Barry. - Iris...
- I want you to get out.
- Please.
Okay, look, we can work through this.
You're my home. - Not anymore.
[Foo Fighters' "Razor"]
Leave.
- ♪ Wake up ♪
♪ It's time ♪
♪ ♪
♪ We need to find a better place to hide ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Razorblade shine ♪
♪ ♪
- Greg, move your head.