My mother used to always say that good would be rewarded with grace. But when I became a surgeon, I finally saw the truth. There is no reward for being good.
Whatever is happening to you doesn't give you power over who lives. Only over who dies. You don't want that. [holds out her hand] We can stop it.
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[takes Kara's hand] Stop it. Why would I ever want to stop it? This is the greatest thing that's ever happened to me. I don't have to worry about saving anyone anymore because I don't want to. [shoves Kara's hand away]
The attention of a clandestine organization that has never formally acknowledged its existence to me? No, I am not your employee. I have not signed a contract, nor sworn an oath. I conducted an L-Corp experiment using L-Corp technology on L-Corp property.
I'm just tired. Brainy said it would be hard for me to carry both of you in here. Is this what it's like when humans exercise? This is terrible! Why would you ever exercise?
You know, for quite some time, I've been looking for any reason, any reason I could to distrust you. It's not your fault, it's just, um... Lex baggage, whatever. But for the last two years, you have done nothing but prove me wrong.
No. No. The way I see it, your friend came to you with something unbearable. You tried your best to help her carry it. You did everything in your power to help her, regardless of what that might look like to other people when they found out. And that's beautiful. That's somebody I want to know.
Thousands of things can kill me, Supergirl. And everyone else on this planet. Fire, but we don't go around banning bonfires or candles. Cars kill people every day, and yet we still have the courage to get in them every morning and drive ourselves to work. There is one element on the planet that kills Kryptonians, and you can't tolerate its existence.
Do you know what it's like to walk into a room and your skin feel like it's going to be seared off your bones? Or like nails are running through your blood? That's what kryptonite feels like.
I don't have to. You have a code. A purpose. You fight against evil and you dispense justice. You're here to make a better world. One without sin in it. But this girl (indicating Ruby) has not sinned. You can't kill her. You won't.
I discovered the most incredible thing today. Did you know if you grind the k'off eee beans with the cocoa beans, you get the most delectable mixture. It makes the flavor sensors of my mouth... smile.
Well, no. We've been dating each other for months. He knows me and he trusts me, and I trust him. Supergirl went behind my back and used my personal relationships against me. That's like something my mother would do. She crossed a line. And I can never trust her again.
No, actually it's... it's Lena. Why did you tell her that Supergirl asked Guardian to go into her lab to find kryptonite? Now she has a problem with me.
She couldn't wait to see Kara. Not Supergirl. She has a problem with Supergirl. [sighs] Supergirl can't tell her that she can actually trust me because I'm her best friend, Kara. But Kara can't tell her why Supergirl took it so personally that she was using kryptonite behind her back because... Lena doesn't actually know that I'm Supergirl.
Yeah, I'm just trying to figure out how to reach Ruby. You know, I mean, I lost my dad as a teenager, so I figured "Hey, I should be a natural" at helping her get through this whole ordeal with her mom. But nothing I have tried is working. So I bought every book that I could find on helping kids deal with trauma.
We don't have a friendship, Supergirl. All this time we've been working together, it's been about work. We have a mission to complete, and I am not about to let any tension between you and I get in the way of that. Are you?
Why is it so important to you that we're friends? I have friends, Supergirl. Friends that don't scheme behind my back or lie. Given my family history, they know how painful that would be. They also know I would never enter into a friendship with someone who's already breached that trust.
But not everyone knows that Guardian is black. You know how old I was the first time cops put cuffs on me? Seven. I was seven years old. My family and I were taking a vacation. We were staying at this nice hotel, and my cousins and I decided to go out in the grounds and play hide-and-go-seek. One minute I'm trying my damndest not to be found, and in the next I'm shielding my eyes from police lights. And these four huge cops, they came and they pulled us out of our hiding places, and the whole time we're saying "Wait, what are you doing? We're staying here," but none of them believed that we were supposed to be there, none of them believed that we belonged. So my oldest cousin must've been about eleven, and I was the smallest, but they slapped cuffs on all of us anyway, and my arms were so little they had to put them around my forearms. Then they marched us into the hotel lobby like a bunch of criminals, and my mom was there, and then they believed us. She kept yelling "Get those cuffs off my boys!" Those cuffs. [sighs]
But when I became Guardian, I put that mask on and it was strangely liberating. It was the first time, in my life, that I had the opportunity to be judged on my action and my heart, not how I look.
