Fisk[Over the police radio] I'd like to speak to the man in the mask, please.
Fisk
Are you there? Can you hear me?
Fisk
I think you know. You've been asking about me. I thought it was time we spoke.
Fisk
You first.
[Matt hesitates]
Fisk
That's what I thought. You and I have a lot in common.
Fisk
That's what you'll tell yourself.
You're feeding off this city like a cancer.
Fisk
I want to save this city, like you. Only on a scale that matters.
Now tell that to the people you've hurt.
Fisk
Young man, life is not a fairy tale. Not everyone deserves a happy ending.
I'm gonna find you, and I'm gonna make you pay for what you've done.
Fisk
No, you are not. Not that I don't admire what you're trying to do, to change the world, with nothing but desire and your own two hands, secure in the knowledge that you're doing the right thing, the only thing. That's something that I do understand. But we both can't have what we want. So, your part, in this drama, by necessity, comes to an end.
It's gonna take a lot more than a voice on a radio to stop me.
Fisk
It's not me you need to worry about. It's the city you just blew the hell out of.
[chuckles] You... You think anyone's gonna believe that?
Fisk
You're running around in a mask, holing up with a known felon in the wake of a series of bombings. There's that police officer you're holding hostage, so... yes. Actually, I do. But it doesn't have to be this way. The Russian, is he alive?
VVladimir
I'm still here, you fat shit!
Does that answer your question?
Fisk
It's a one-time offer. You kill the Russian, and we'll call the night a push. You know what he's done to women. To children. To the people of this city that you claim to care about. But do you know how much he enjoyed it?
You just confirmed how important he is. That must worry you, what he might tell me.
Fisk
Which means he hasn't told you anything yet. You're a child playing at being a hero.
No, no, I'm not trying to be a hero. I'm just a guy that got fed up with men like you and I decided to do something about it.
Fisk
That's what makes you dangerous. It's not the mask. It's not the skills. It's your ideology. The lone man who thinks he can make a difference. I'm glad we could talk. I, I respect your conviction even if it runs counter with my own.
[Fisk wants Detective Hoffman to kill his partner Detective Blake so that Blake won't squeal on Fisk]
Fisk
I know that you have feelings regarding this matter. I respect that. But if Detective Blake chooses to speak out of turn the result would be unpleasant, for you and for me.
CHDetective Carl Hoffman
Out of turn? You shot him!
Technically, we paid someone else to shoot him.
[Owlsley talks with Fisk about Nobu's fight with the man in the mask]
You burned him alive? Christ.
Fisk
I never laid a hand on Nobu.
So, you maneuvered that masked idiot to take him out. Same result.
Fisk
I need you to speak with Gao.
Me? The hell am I gonna say to her?
Fisk
Reassure her everything is fine.
Mmm, you weren't particularly fond of Nobu. You thought he was unsettling, if I recall.
I think you're unsettling half the time. See me lighting a match?
[Fisk has broken into Ben's apartment]
People seek the truth no matter where they find it.
Fisk
That may have been the case when you and I were young. This world around us is preoccupied with celebrity weddings and videos of cats. But complicated issues, issues that matter? They take too much focus. They take too much time away from texting and the thousand channels on the satellite dish.
Guess I have more faith in humanity.
Fisk
Ah. So did Christ, if I recall. I'll go. Just one more thing: Were you alone when you spoke to my mother?
[realizing] Your guy at the Bulletin?
Fisk
Yes, I received a call that was upsetting. Were you alone?
Fisk
Wesley, was that you?
Fisk
Yes, I didn't think so. You're a man of principle, of conviction. I understand that, I even admire it. But you went after my mother. That's not something that I can forgive.
I wrote a lot of stories in my years pushing ink. You know how many times people have threatened me get me to keep my mouth shut?
Fisk
[seething with rage] But this is my mother that you brought into this, Mr. Urich. My mother! So I am not here to threaten you. I'm here to KILL you! [Fisk stands up and grabs Urich by the neck. Urich struggles. Fisk throws him to the ground and chokes him to death with his bare hands]
I've spent my entire life hiding assets overseas for pricks like you. My son and I will be just another transaction, disappearing into the tax-exempt ether. But I'm the fair sort. That's why I'm only taking half your money. You go your way, I go mine. Not what I'd call "win-win", but it's as close as we're gonna get with this. So. We on the same page?
Fisk
I, uh... No. I don't think we are!
Fisk
I was thinking about a story from the Bible.
FGFBI Guard 1
Did I tell you to open your mouth?
FGFBI Guard 2
Let 'im talk. Don't mean nothin'.
Fisk
I'm not a religious man, but I've read bits and pieces over the years. Curiosity more than faith. But this one story… There was a man, he was traveling from Jerusalem to Jericho when he was set upon by men of ill intent. They stripped the traveler of his clothes, they beat him, and they left him bleeding in the dirt. And a priest happened by, saw the traveler, but he moved to the other side of the road and continued on. And a Levite, a religious functionary, he came to the place, saw the dying traveler, but he, too, moved to the other side of the road, passed him by. But then came a man from Samaria, a Samaritan, a good man. He saw the traveler bleeding in the road and he stopped to aid him without thinking of the circumstance or the difficulty it might bring him. The Samaritan tended to the traveler's wounds, applying oil and wine, and he carried him to an inn, gave him all the money he had for the owner to take care of the traveler, as the Samaritan, he continued on his journey. He did this simply because the traveler was his neighbor. He loved his city and all the people in it. I always thought that I was the Samaritan in that story. It's funny, isn't it? How even the best of men can be deceived by their true nature.
F1FBI Agent 1
What the hell does that mean?
Fisk
It means that I'm not the Samaritan, that I'm not the priest or the Levite…that I am the ill intent who set upon the traveler on a road that he should not have been on!
[Fisk has arranged for Castle to take out Dutton, the prison kingpin]
Fisk
I'm in control now. And I've set you free.
What does that mean, "free"? [stands up, panting] I'll show you.
Fisk
'Cause everyone warned me that prison would be an inhumane environment. It is. But I... I find it refreshing. The perfect microcosm of the animal world. When an animal wants something, when it needs something, other things... need to be stepped on.
You want me on the outside so I can step on every piece of shit I see. That way, nobody gets strong, and we... the city's yours for the taking.
Fisk
Something like that.
Yeah. So if you can do that, if you can get me out, why not just do it yourself?
Fisk
Because I play the long game, Mr. Castle. You see, when I'm finally let out of this cage, it won't be to wage war. It will be to win one. You, sir... You need to focus on "now". I've given you a chance to walk free, to put that gift of yours to work, to find... What does Dutton call him? The Blacksmith. If I were in your shoes... I would use this opportunity to find your justice, to kill your way to justice. And not for me. Of course not. Not for yourself. For your family. For them.
[Matt is interviewing Wilson Fisk in prison]
Fisk
Sometimes I'm glad I'm in here. The fate of New York City is out of my hands, for once.
[slams his hand on the table] That's bullshit!
Fisk
I don't know what you expect from me. But we're finished here. Mr. Donovan? [Donovan clicks off the tape recorder]
Vanessa. [This gets Fisk's attention] You asked me if I remembered the art gallery. I do. I remember her very well. She's out of the country; she....wants to come back.
Fisk
[to Donovan] Leave us. [Donovan steps out]
So listen to me very closely: I will use every legal loophole and footnote to make certain that never happens. You see, unlike your other adversaries, Mr. Fisk, I can break you without breaking a single law. You may have expensive lawyers, but with one envelope and $6 postage, I can make sure Vanessa never sets foot on American soil again. One letter to the right office, and I get her visa pulled. I can prove she was an accomplice to every one of your crimes. And now you're thinking you can serve your sentence, hop on a jet, go to her whenever you like. Live somewhere like Monaco, or…I don't know, wherever the hell you fat cats go to sun yourselves. But you can't. You can visit her, but you'll never live with her. Because this is New York, Wilson. You live here. This is your jungle. This is your blood, like it is mine. She will never come... and you'll never leave. You screw with me now, just a little bit…and you'll never really be with your one and only Vanessa ever again.
[Fisk snaps, breaks his handcuffs, lunges over the table, and pounds Matt's head repeatedly against the table]
Fisk
SPEAK HER NAME AGAIN! GO AHEAD! [Matt punches him, and Fisk slams him into the table again] Yes, the son of a boxer!
You... You are running this place! Yeah, you did set him free...
Fisk
You ask such small questions, Mr. Murdock.
I know you're regaining power in here-
Fisk
Yes, ask my lawyer. He'll deny it. Ask the guards, they'll deny it! Ask the inmates here. They'll cut their tongues out before they talk! But I have something to say to you: When I finally get out of this cage, I will dismantle the lives of the two amateurs THAT PUT ME IN HERE!! You, Mr. Murdock, and Franklin Percy Nelson!
No, I-- I put you here! Not Nelson! I did!
Fisk
The two of you took the laurels. You'll both take the blame. I'll chop both the heads off that snake, and I'll spend more than $6 on postage to bring you down! You see, I've had a lot of time to reflect on my journey here, Mr. Murdock! My mistakes, everything I took for granted. While I try and sleep in this bleak place, the one thing that keeps me warm is the thought that I will look down upon this city, the city that birthed me, with the woman that I love, whom I love with everything that I am! If you're worried that Frank Castle will wreak havoc on Hell's Kitchen, [throws Matt back into his seat]...just wait.
Fisk
Tell me, special agent Nadeem... Do you have anyone in your life who you love so much you would do anything to protect them?
Fisk
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?
Fisk
I want to make a deal.
I don't know what strings you had to pull to get that waitress a job, but it was a waste of your time. Yeah, they train us in counterintel at Quantico. You really think I'm gonna fall for some bush-league honey trap? You got it in your head that she means something to me. But she doesn't. She doesn't mean shit to me. So what? You... You have me tailed for a few days, you think you know me? Think you got me dialed? You don't, all right? You don't know anything about me. Say something!
Fisk
When I was a boy... I... beat my father's skull in with a hammer. I was twelve years old. Young for my age, in fact. Terribly inexperienced. I'd never been to a dance with a girl or... stayed up past midnight. Never been out of the city or even taken a subway on my own. Yet there I was. Twelve years old, standing over my father's body... watching him die by my hand. That feeling -- that moment... I sense it's something you're familiar with. You were taught to hide beneath many fictions. You fashioned yourself into something the world would tolerate. A soldier doing his patriotic duty, a sniper in the FBI... The watchful companion of a nice young woman.
You destroyed what we had.
Fisk
If it were honest and true, no one could've destroyed it!
I should've let you die. [Fisk steps forward.] Stay back...
Fisk
Julie never would've understood you. And society won't, either; it punishes people like you. Like us...
Okay... you want secrets? I can tell you a secret, Wilson. Is it okay if I call you that? I feel like we know each other well enough by now...
Fisk
As you wish, Karen...
Great. James Wesley... What was it like for you when he disappeared? Really, it's those first 24 hours that are the worst, aren't they? When you call and you call and you call, and there's just NO answer. It becomes an obsession. The calling. The never-ending loop of a ghost's voicemail in your ear. You worry. You wonder. You swear "God dammit, if he's still living I'm gonna kill him myself." Is that what it was like for you? Did you rage at him? 'Cause you thought he betrayed you? Because I wonder, what would be worse for you? His duplicity, or his death? He died quickly... if you were wondering. Didn't suffer much. You see, Wilson, Matt Murdock isn't the person you should be worried about. I killed Wesley. I shot him seven times... because the clip ran out. He deserved more.
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