NYNobu Yoshioka
It's painful, raising children. We spend our lives teaching them to be strong, to be independent. Not realizing that once we have achieved that... they are no longer in our control.
“Unfinished Business” · Season 1, Episode 15
In this episode: Dean Winchester (940), Damon Salvatore (715), Sam Winchester (665), Olivia Benson (637), Stephen Fry (608), Narrator (554), Clark Kent (523), Nate (486)
EEllison
Look, look, Karen, Karen... I understand that this whole journalism thing is new to you, but a real journalist doesn't just up and quit.
Well, that's not fair.
EEllison
That's exactly fair! Stories don't disappear, they... they change. They become different stories.
JHJeri Hogarth
Hopefully you'll find our starting salary competitive.
That's one way to describe it.
JJeri
It gets better. How does Hogarth, Chow, Benowitz & Nelson sound?
Like a mouthful. I mean, a good mouthful.
So, what if... What if... from now on, if... if we make it... wherever you run, I... I run with you?
You're not serious.
I've never been more serious. This... Elektra, this is a part of me that I need. And you're the only one who gets it. Without this, I'm not alive. I'm not. Not really. And I know that now, thanks to you. I don't know what we are together, and if we have any chance in the future... But I... I do know that I'm free with you. Like with no one else.
You hide from yourself. You don't let anyone in.
You. I let you in. Think about it. What if this isn't the end? What if it's just the beginning?
No... They'll find us.
No, we'll keep moving. We'll change identities. We'll... we'll hide. They'll never catch us. What do you say?
Uh, I say... let's go to London. Yeah? Madrid. Tunisia. There are sexy places to hide.
Hey, I've never been further north than 116th Street, so...
Because you love New York.
And I'd give my life for it, but... there's one thing in this world that makes me feel more alive. And that's you.
I'm the Black Sky, Matthew.
Yeah, and I'm the Devil of Hell's Kitchen.
No one... escapes destiny. [to Elektra] You belong to us. [to Daredevil] And you... belong in the ground. [yells]
You're done, Nobu. Your army will crumble. And you will leave my city alone.
Your city belongs to no one. And she... belongs to us!
Was it worth it?
What?
Loving her.
You taught me to cut all my ties to humanity... to other people. I had only a few moments with her... amidst all the... noise, chaos, and the violence. We were together only for moments. That was all. Orchids. She likes orchids. And, yeah, Stick... it was worth it.
Matt, you are the toughest son of a bitch I have ever met. Let's go home.
"What is it, to be a hero? Look in the mirror and you'll know." [sighs] [typing] "Look into your own eyes and tell me you are not heroic, that you have not endured, or suffered... or lost the things you care about most. And yet, here you are... a survivor of Hell's Kitchen... the hottest place anyone's ever known. A place where cowards don't last long. So... you must be a hero. We all are. Some more than others, but none of us alone. Some bloody their fists trying to keep the Kitchen safe. Others bloody the streets in the hope they can stop the tide, the crime, the cruelty... the disregard for human life all around them. But this is Hell's Kitchen. Angel or Devil, rich or poor, young or old, you live here. You didn't choose this town. It chose you. Because a hero isn't someone who lives above us, keeping us safe. A hero's not a God or an idea. A hero lives here on the street, among us, with us. Always here, but rarely recognized. Look in the mirror and see yourself for what you truly are. You're a New Yorker. You are a hero. This is your Hell's Kitchen. Welcome home.
What am I doing here, Matt?
I, uh, have something...
No. I don't want...
I have something that I need you to see. [Matt pulls the Daredevil mask out of the package as Karen looks at him, first in confusion and then in dawning realization and shock] I'm Daredevil.
MGMaggie Grace
Angry, sarcastic... and stubborn. Maybe you don't have any friends.
Someone once told me that warriors are meant to be alone. That caring for people would make me weak.
Sounds like he needed to get laid.
[chuckles] Ha! That actually explains a lot. I mean he was right of course, I let people in, I paid the price. What is this?
Dug those out of storage. You're probably the last one to read them.
My bible. Alright. I get the hint.
And I get the sense that things are complicated with you and the 'Guy upstairs'
[laughs] No. Not at all. If anything I'd say where we finally stand with each other. [pauses] There's a man from the land of Uz.
Book of Job.
The Book of Job. The story of God's perfect servant Job. He prayed everyday, falling to his knees on the ground, face in the dirt. Slaughtered 10 goats, one for each of his children, burned them at the altar in God's honour. All of God's soldiers, Job, he was the most loyal.
I know the story Matthew.
Ah, well then you know what happens next. God murdered all ten of Job's children in cold blood. Scorched every inch of Job's land, lashed at his skin until it was covered in bloody welts. God rained shit and misery on the life of his most perfect servant and still... Job would not curse him. You know what I realised... Job was a pussy. You may say that was me Sister. I suffered willingly. I gave my, er, sweat and blood and skin, without complaint because I too believed that I was God's soldier. ... Well not anymore. I am what I do in the dark now, and bleed only for myself.
[Maggie removes the cross from around her neck and puts it in Matt's hand. He feels it for a moment before chucking it onto the bed]
You weren't listening.
I heard every spiteful word. You might hate God right now but the feeling is not mutual
I don't hate Him. I've just seen His true face is all. And for the record, I had friends, I had a life. I-- care about people and I'm choosing to let them believe that I'm gone because I am. I'm not Job. [sniffs] And I know my truth now.
What 'truth'?
Well that, in front of this God, I'd rather die as the devil than live as Matt Murdock.
Tell me, special agent Nadeem... Do you have anyone in your life who you love so much you would do anything to protect them?
Are you threatening me?
I have made many mistakes. But I accept the debt I'm paying because of them. But what I will not accept that the woman I love should have to pay for them, too. I would do anything to protect her. Anything.
I'm sorry, what is it you're saying?
I want to make a deal.
NNeda
You. [gasps]
Your father... he's in a coma.
NNeda
He's alive. Why did you help us?
The men who did this are in police custody for another crime. You head down to the 15th Precinct right now, you can identify them.
NNeda
You caught them?
You should go.
NNeda
Thank God for you.
He didn't help you. I did.
I've spent much of my life alone. And for many years, I pretended that this was the source of my strength. I told myself I had free will. And in that time, I achieved a great deal. But I was not fulfilled. I was longing for a connection that I could imagine but I could not achieve. Searching and not finding. Until Vanessa. Until I discovered love. I thought I would explode with the sense of power and freedom that she brought me. That the world lay at my feet. But then that passed when I discovered the great lie at the heart of love. That what I took for true freedom was precisely the reverse. You can build a prison of stone and steel, but you merely present the prisoner with a challenge. Any truly determined man will find a way out. But love... Love is the perfect prison. Inescapable. So you see, Agent Nadeem... I am always in prison, wherever I go. And if these things help me protect Vanessa, then they are nothing to me. I will do whatever I must.
Fisk had Ms. Cardenas killed. Maybe you don't give a damn, because she's dead and can't vote for you, but she was a good person. She cared about her community, was braver than both of us put together. Fisk WILL hurt more people like her. She didn't have a voice, because the people in power didn't care. You're supposed to be Ms. Cardenas' voice!
You can take him, grab his gun. come for me! I'm caged up, unarmed! But you won't. You can't kill me. You can't even kill yourself...
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