- [indistinct chatter] - [engine revving]
[swords clashing]
[man grunting]
[man groans]
[woman grunts]
[groans]
[both grunting]
[groans]
[Danny grunts]
[groans]
- [groans] - No!
[woman grunts]
[Danny grunting]
[groaning]
Hey! Go!
[grunts]
[panting]
[Danny groans]
[woman groans]
- [man groaning] - The hell was that?
I don't know.
- We have to get him help. - No. You need to run.
My name is Danny. I'm hunting members of the Hand.
I think you're the man we're looking for.
Iron Fist.
Go home.
You know who I am?
[gasping softly]
The war you're fighting... it's not here.
It's in New York City.
No... No! Hey!
Hey.
[yells]
[theme music playing]
[bartender] Closing time.
Go home.
[sighs] Come on, the night's just getting started.
Night?
[Jessica inhales deeply]
- [garbage truck beeping] - [groans softly]
Ah, shit!
- [truck horn honks] - No!
Excuse me! Excuse me, sir!
No, um, I'm so sorry.
- This is my car. - Not anymore.
At nine a.m., it became city property. Loading zone only.
- Please. I can move it. - Not once it's hitched.
But you can come to the impound on 49th to reclaim it any time before six p.m.
Lloyd, what the hell are you doing?
What?
We got a problem?
[Trish] I got a call yesterday.
A second producer who wants to tell your story.
Hard pass.
New York loves a winner, and like it or not,
you stood up to a really awful person and won.
You know how much publicists charge for that kind of attention?
How much to make it stop?
I'm just saying, you might wanna consider it.
It could help keep your bills paid until you start working again.
- My bills aren't a problem. - Not yet.
Have you at least started answering the phone?
[sighs]
Only you could turn that big personal victory into a defeat.
- You know what your problem is? - Sentences that start like that.
You're not comfortable with what you've become.
- Jessica, you are now a full-blown super... - Do not say the H-word.
- Jess, I... - I've got enough of a headache as it is.
I'm just saying, you might wanna consider going home,
getting some sleep, rejoining society.
I'm talking to you.
And I appreciate that.
- Is there whiskey in this? - Oh, yeah, that's mine.
[inmates cheering]
Looks like all of your paper-pushing worked.
Uncuff the superstar. Get him out of my sight.
My bad.
These belong to you.
[door alarm buzzing]
Mr. Lucas? Mr. Cage?
- Which do you prefer? I forget. - Cage.
- Do I know you? - Franklin Nelson.
I ran point on your case. We spoke on the phone... a lot.
You spoke a lot.
[stammers] As long as it worked.
- I appreciate it. - Appreciate your friend Bobby Fish.
We all did some impressive book-cracking.
Plus, you made it through a prison stint without throwing a single punch.
I'm sure that was hard for a person with your...
- I know. - Reputation.
- [sighs] Is, uh... Claire coming? - It's lawyers only in here.
Well, if you'll excuse me, I have a bus to catch.
Of course. Uh, just one last thing.
The law firm of Hogarth, Chao & Benowitz is at your disposal.
- In case you need help starting over. - [door alarm buzzing]
I'm not starting over, Mr. Nelson.
I'm moving forward.
People call me Foggy.
And you let them?
[chuckles]
[Matt] You're on record as saying that the new subway station
at 50th and 10th would be, quote, "good for the community."
Would be quote... quote, unquote, "good for the community."
- Mr. Berkowitz, in your professional... - [tires screeching in distance]
[cars colliding]
- [car door opens and closes] - [man 1] What the hell are you doing?
[man 2] 'Sup, man? I'll bust your goddamn head!
- [man 1] Oh, yeah? Let's go, then. - [man 2] What's up?
- [man 1] You wanna try something? - [man 2] Come at me. Let's go!
[police siren blares]
[officer] NYPD! Break it up! That's enough.
- You, up on the sidewalk. - [man 2] Yes, sir, officer.
Mr. Berkowitz...
In your professional opinion, was it good for Aaron James?
Our sympathies go out to the family. The whole thing... It's very unfortunate.
Were you aware the products used in your new station were hazardous to children?
- Objection! - I'll rephrase.
- What was attractive about Endexoprene? - It's strong. It's durable.
- And half the price? - Well, I do run a business.
Is it worth endangering people in the interest of saving money?
All materials are tested.
The moment those findings were made public,
our company replaced that mortar in all remaining stations.
"Made public."
What do you mean?
Are you referring to a report released on September 29th?
Your Honor, he's asking my client to respond with unreasonable specificity.
Mr. Berkowitz, if memory serves me right, your office received an urgent delivery
from the Safety Commission on June 3rd. Three months earlier.
I'm curious, did that have anything to do with Endexoprene?
[Berkowitz] I don't know anything about that.
Your Honor, unless Mr. Murdock
can prove my client actually received these hypothetical documents, then...
It's not about whether he received them. It's whether he willfully ignored them.
Your Honor, I ask that this record of delivery be admitted into evidence.
- [stammers] I mean, I get a lot of those. - What would you say is worse?
Ignoring data in the interest of cutting costs?
Or neglecting to supply the court with records that might prove
you purposely put people in danger?
- Including... - [attorney] Your Honor...
Including this young man, Aaron James, who might never walk again.
- Your Honor, we would like a recess. - [scoffs] No need. I'm done.
I think he is, too.
[whispering]
- [Aaron's mother] $11 million! - [Matt chuckles]
Thank you, Mr. Murdock.
- Oh, my pleasure. - Thank you.
[Matt] I'm so happy for you.
[Matt chuckles]
[reporters clamoring]
God.
[indistinct chatter]
Hey.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Mind if I tell you something?
Sure.
That money is really gonna help your parents.
But for you, from here on out... it's only gonna get harder, Aaron.
You realize you're only at mile one of the marathon...
right?
Everybody's gonna tell you how to feel.
Doctors are gonna tell you to stay positive.
Your family's gonna tell you not to feel sorry for yourself.
Your therapist is gonna tell you not to be angry...
I'm already angry.
At who?
Everyone.
I just want my life back.
They can't give you that.
Maybe you'll walk again.
I hope so.
But maybe you won't.
But your ability to get through it... as this gets harder...
that is a hundred times more powerful than slapping a smile on your face
and pretending like everything's just fine.
- [sighs] - Do you understand?
Hey, listen...
no one can give you your life back, Aaron.
You have... You gotta take it back.
[sniffles]
[sighs]
Let's go.
[Aaron exhales heavily]
[reporters clamoring]
[sighs]
Congratulations, Mr. Murdock.
Oh. Thank you, Ms. Page.
It's okay. You can be proud of yourself. A little. I won't tell anyone.
You, uh, here for a statement?
Uh, yeah.
Hey, you maybe wanna go... do that over a bite or...
Oh, uh... [stutters] Sure, yeah.
- Um... can you give me five minutes? - Mm-hmm.
[sighs]
- [reporter 1] Mr. Murdock... - [reporter 2] Mr. Murdock, sir...
Yes...
[sighs]
[exhales heavily]
[woman screaming in distance]
[people screaming]
[swords clashing]
[screaming continues]
[gasping]
You abandoned them.
Because of you, the Hand has won.
I'm sorry.
After they raised you...
after they gave you everything you are...
you let them die.
No. [groans]
No!
- [Colleen] Danny. Wake up. - No!
No!
Danny.
[yells and breathes heavily]
You okay?
[sighs]
Yeah.
It's just the... It's just the turbulence.
[sighs] I don't think I'll ever get used to it.
[sighs]
- Danny... - [sighs] I'm...
I'm gonna go check with the pilot.
Danny.
Are you gonna talk to me about whatever's on your mind?
[sighs]
Look, it was...
It was nothing.
You were screaming. Again.
- I'm fine. - [scoffs]
I think we have different understandings of the word "fine."
[Danny sighs]
We've been chasing the Hand for months.
We finally get a lead on a guy who can supposedly help us...
and we get there just in time to watch him die.
- It is not your fault. - [scoffs]
I let that woman escape.
You didn't let anyone do anything.
Whoever she was, she moved faster than anyone I've ever seen.
[scoffs] Yeah.
She hit like it, too.
[scoffs]
It had to be the Hand, right?
I don't know.
There are a lot of things that the Hand kept from me.
[sighs] They're not the kind of problem that's gonna go away easily,
but we can figure this out.
Together.
What do they want in New York?
[sighs]
You'll need to disrobe. Jewelry and all.
[woman sighs]
[knocking on door]
Sorry to keep you waiting.
The results of the last round of tests were explained to you, yes?
They're rather conclusive, I'm afraid.
And by that, of course, what I mean to say is...
I'm dying.
My red blood cell count has dropped precipitously
and almost every one of my major organs is close to collapse.
Is that still the case?
What can you do to treat it?
To be honest, this kind of free fall is off the charts.
That's not helpful.
Or even what I asked.
Well, unfortunately, even for someone with your resources...
there's not much we can do.
Um...
how much time do I have left?
Could be months. Could be weeks.
I think this should give us more definitive answers.
Please.
Let's begin.
[MRI machine whirring]
[elevator bell chimes]
Jesus. Shit.
[woman] Ms. Jones?
- [sighs] - My name is Michelle Raymond.
This is my daughter, Lexi. We need your help.
I can't.
I'm sorry. We weren't sure if we were in the right place.
Not today. Probably not tomorrow, either.
- Come on, Mom. - I read about what you did.
She doesn't give a shit.
- My husband is missing. - She's a walking shit show anyway.
[Michelle sighs]
- Excuse me? - Lexi, please.
We are not doing great. He has been gone a full week.
- [sighs] Did you call the cops? - No.
- Why not? They're free. - Money is not an issue.
Something is wrong and I know it. John's like clockwork.
He's an architect. He goes to work every morning at eight.
He comes back home every night at 6:30.
- But lately, he's... - He's been different? Secretive?
- Maybe even a little nervous? - And it's not like him.
Because he's cheating on you, okay?
Nothing to be ashamed about. It happens all the time.
- You don't know him like I do. - I don't need to.
But you came to me and I'm giving you my professional opinion.
You need a divorce lawyer.
Thank you for your time, Ms. Jones.
Yeah, thanks so much.
[sighs] Hey.
Whatever he's doing... I hope you find him.
[sighs]
[phone ringing]
- [Jessica on voice mail] Wrong number. - [beeps]
[distorted voice] Jessica Jones,
do yourself a favor and don't look for John Raymond.
- Hello? - [dial tone]
[indistinct chatter]
Hey, stranger.
Should we get that coffee?
[both grunting]
Waiting on you was a heck of a gamble.
For all I knew, you could've sucked at this.
[chuckles] Yeah?
- Mm-hmm. - Well, I hope I was worth it.
You got potential.
- "Potential"? Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
- [chuckles]
There were some really rough days inside.
But your letters... they got me through it.
[scoffs] I can't remember the last time I handwrote a letter.
[chuckles]
- There was that poem that one time. - Oh, God.
- No, it was a good one. - [inhales deeply] Thank you.
- I mean, it was also Nikki Giovanni. - Shh!
- Yeah. [clicks tongue] - We all can't be your corny ass.
Hey, I'd rather be corny than to plagiarize.
Ow! [chuckles]
There was something else I noticed about your letters...
What you didn't say.
- [clicks tongue] Luke... - Look, I know the drill.
Man goes inside, you think there are things you can't tell him.
But whatever's going on in Harlem... I'm gonna find out.
Look, can't we just enjoy this part a little longer?
I need to know.
Harlem's gone through changes.
It was bound to happen.
What's Mariah doing?
The same shit she was doing when you left.
Look, right now, the only thing you need to worry about is you.
Look, if you're talking about getting a job,
I have every intention of doing just that.
Doing what?
How does being Harlem's hero allow you to live an actual life?
I'll find a way.
Right now, just...
I just wanna help people.
I wanna do that, too.
But call me selfish... I wanna see you take care of yourself.
[knocking on door]
[sighs]
[Misty] Hello?
- Hey. - Hey.
- Good look. - Thanks.
Sorry to interrupt. [chuckles] But I'm glad to see you're settling in.
Hey, Misty. It's good to see you.
Good to see you, too, Luke.
How did you know where to find me?
Are you kidding? You're the hero of Harlem.
Wanna come for a walk?
- Actually, I was, uh... - It won't take long, I promise.
[chuckles]
[cook] Number two in the window.
[Matt] Great story last week.
The, uh... thing with the school board scandal.
Thank you. Yeah, Ellison's pretty much given me free reign. [chuckles]
It feels like what I'm meant to be doing or...
[stammers] I don't know if that makes any sense.
Yeah. Of course.
It looks like you're doing what you always wanted to.
Yeah, it's been a transition from the Nelson and Murdock days,
from the partnership but, uh...
No, the pro bono work does make me happy.
- That's great. That's really... - [waitress] Coffee?
- Yes, thank you. - Thanks.
Sugar's on the left. Cream's here on the right.
- Cream on the right. Thank you. - Yes. You're welcome.
- Sorry, it got... - Yeah.
Do you wish you'd kept your secret to yourself?
No.
I needed you to know.
I don't know what I expected, but I... I know I couldn't lie to you anymore.
[chuckles]
Thanks. I appreciate that.
Do you miss it?
The suit? The mask?
No.
It feels like a chapter of my life that's closed.
Now, I don't regret it. You know, I just...
- I regret that it drove some people away. - No, it...
Look, it didn't drive me away. I just...
You know, I felt like we should figure ourselves out first or something.
I'm trying.
Hmm.
You know, as complicated as I feel about all this stuff, I just...
I feel like you should know.
The NYPD is prevailing.
I report on it every day, and crime rate's down.
I really think that Daredevil may have made the city a safer place.
[chuckles]
He might have.
But right now, the city's better off without him.
Hmm.
- Well, it's better off with Matt Murdock. - [chuckles]
Speaking of which, Mr. Murdock...
I would like to take your statement on today's miraculous Aaron James verdict.
- Hit me. - [chuckles]
[Malcolm] Hey.
- No. - What?
We are not doing that thing where you come in here like you live here.
- You gave me a key. - You took the spare key
when you changed the locks without my permission.
Door was broken, and I was doing you a favor.
- [sighs] What do you want, Malcolm? - Just came for soda.
- Ooh! So what are we doing? - We are doing nothing.
You took a case. I can tell.
- You've got that glow about you. - [sighs] I did not take a case...
- yet. - Who is that?
- Don't read over my shoulder. - Okay.
It's an architect, huh?
- Another cheater? - [Jessica sighs] Maybe.
His wife showed up desperate to find him.
She said a bunch of stuff I've heard before.
You know, "He's squeaky clean. This is unlike him."
But then I got a call.
Someone used a voice scrambler and told me not to take the case.
[chuckles] Bet you loved that, didn't you?
Graduated MIT.
Designed two skyscrapers in Dubai and four in Manhattan.
He is squeaky clean. You think she's right?
Maybe. Maybe he's tired of being the good guy.
Maybe he's on a bender. Maybe he's knee-deep in some intern.
- Gross. - Very.
So, what are your leads?
I'm not looking for leads, Malcolm, because I haven't take the case.
Yeah, right. Have you tried tracking the call yet?
[sighs] It doesn't work that way. You can reroute phone numbers.
I mean, maybe he didn't, though.
Maybe he's just a regular guy trying to throw you off the scent.
- Maybe... - Maybe he's an amateur.
Hi. I just got a call from a blocked number.
I was wondering if you can tell me where it was coming from.
Is there anything that you can do?
You know, I think it's my grandfather and he's senile
and he might be trying to get a hold of me.
Actually, I have a missing person's report.
I have the number right in front of me. I can read it to you if you want.
Really? Thank you so much.
Who the hell uses pay phones anymore?
- [scoffs] Where? - 11th and 49th.
Ugh, I know this place.
If your guy's doing shady shit on that block, that's where he is.
I used to do heroin.
I don't know much, but I know where people go to get off the grid.
- Does this mean you're taking the case? - I want my key back.
And get out of my apartment!
Still in the force?
Just 'cause you took down Diamondback, doesn't mean crime went away.
We took down Diamondback.
And now I'm ready to take down Mariah and Shades.
[chuckles] I wish it was that easy.
I know their hands are in something.
Maybe you need another assist from outside the law.
- From somebody fresh out of lockup? - [chuckles] That's behind me.
Now that I've cleared up my past, I've got nothing to hide.
Look, my team is on it.
But Harlem could use your help...
once you're done spending nights with the nurse
- who tied the ribbon round the oak tree. - [chuckles] Your team, eh?
When you left, I got put on a city-wide task force.
Sounds like a promotion.
All I can say is my beat isn't just Harlem anymore.
Now, make no mistake, this is still home.
- The good and the bad. - What happened here?
Officially, 25-year-old male found deceased in a parked car.
And unofficially?
I think somebody's been using Harlem's youth
for what can only be described as late-night duty.
- Couriers? - Maybe.
Might even be related to Mariah.
You think it's something else.
Seven in the last few months. Always the same story.
Harlem 20-something moves his mom out of the projects
into a nice home in New Rochelle.
Down payment in cash.
What's the connection between them?
Run their names, you talk to people...
No guns, no drugs, just a new job, off the books.
Doing what? Nobody knows.
[Luke] Hmm.
You ready for the real sad part?
You remember Candace? This close to testifying against Mariah?
Murder still unsolved?
That was his sister.
[Luke sighs]
Now there's only one.
You should've heard the way their mother cried.
[Luke sighs]
How much can you let me in on this?
I'll find who's behind it.
[chuckles] You could do that.
Or you could help guide this young man in a different direction.
The way Pop used to.
[man 1] You hear about that cat that cleaned up Crispus Attucks?
That's him, man.
[man 2] Heard he was locked up somewhere down in Georgia.
[sighs]
Uh, bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
It's been... [sighs] uh, three days since my last confession.
I lied to someone. [sighs] Someone I love.
She asked me if I, uh, miss the life.
The other life that I led.
[chuckles] And I told her I didn't.
[Lantom] Acknowledging a lie is often the best path to finding the truth, son.
A lie like this one...
is often a sign of indecision.
A sign that your mind and your soul are not yet aligned.
Well, I'm trying very hard to ignore my soul. [chuckles softly]
[Lantom] "The Lord sees not as man sees.
Man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord... looks on the heart."
If you could elaborate, Father.
Ignoring doesn't change anything, Matthew.
God knows your heart.
Let him in so he can help.
- Even if that heart is damaged? - Especially if it's damaged.
Matthew, I want to talk frankly.
- Please. - This other life you led...
is your heart still with it...
or is your heart with the one who walked through it by your side?
Elektra. Yeah.
I do miss her.
But I know that the things she brought out of me were wrong.
From what you've told me about her,
I think she'd be happy about how well you're doing.
Maybe.
Or maybe she'd tell me I'm abandoning that life.
And with it, her memory.
You're not abandoning Elektra. You don't have it in you.
What you're doing, we call that moving on.
Purgatory is a place for the dead, Matthew, not the living.
There's nothing wrong with letting people go.
She'll find her peace.
I pray you find yours as well.
[cooing]
You always liked this spot.
It's a miracle...
the fact that this park even exists.
The fact that this city hasn't torn it down to put up high-rises.
Must be hard for these people to imagine the whole island of Manhattan as a forest.
You know, the Dutch colonists...
when they bought Manhattan from the natives,
they're said to have acquired the whole thing for... $24.
[chuckles]
- Ask me, they overpaid. - [chuckles]
The contact at the mayor's office... he's ready.
- How soon can we begin? - Three months.
Then we move to the final phase.
That won't work. Not anymore.
- We need to move faster. - We all agreed.
- This plan, it makes sense. - Made sense.
[stammers] It took great efforts to arrange this.
If we speed the process, it will not be quiet.
I'm aware.
I will inform the others.
Good. Send my regards when you do.
And, uh... finish feeding the birds, will you?
They're starving today.
[hip-hop music playing in distance]
[men laughing]
You guys know where I can find Cole?
What's it to you?
Uh, one floor up.
Thanks.
[music playing loudly]
- [Luke turns volume down] - Man, I told y'all to stop playing!
I'm here to pay my respects.
Cage.
I know who you are.
- Did you know Sean? - No.
But I knew your sister Candace.
I guess I'm here to pay my respects for her, too.
This family's got some luck, huh?
Around here, bad things have a tendency to happen to good people.
Do you think your brother's death could somehow be related to hers?
No. I don't think...
No, what happened to Sean was, um... was more like an accident.
- You sure about that? - Yeah.
I heard he got a new job.
I ain't know nothing about that.
I mean, we didn't talk about everything. That was his business.
Of course.
What about you?
What?
[Luke] Things seem to be going okay.
Did you get a new gig?
No. [chuckles] I'm just in between stuff right now.
I'm always on that hustle, though. You feel me?
I do.
Listen... I can help you.
Hypothetically speaking, if you ever need anything...
I think you should go.
Ask anybody on this block what I've done. Or what I'm willing to do.
You could trust me.
- It's too late for all of that. - What do you mean, "It's too late"?
- Nothing. - Son, it's never too late...
Yo, man, I ain't your son!
I told you, I don't know a damn thing.
Whatever you're doing, you're gonna get yourself hurt.
Think about your mom.
What she's already been through.
I think you should go.
The only way to help me is to make me bulletproof, too.
It's too late for heroes.
Hero's your word. Not mine.
- [man 1] I want my money. - [man 2] I hear you. I'm gonna get it.
[man 1] You got till the end of the day,
or I'm coming back here to bust some shit up!
- [woman screaming] - [man grunting]
[woman moaning]
[dog barking]
Hey, John Raymond, it's Jessica Jones.
I'm, uh... returning your call.
You remember the one where you tried to scare me?
[sighs]
The guy downstairs said you were here.
Dude, I don't care what weird shit you're into, but we gotta talk.
All right, well, you're gonna pay for this.
[man speaking indistinctly on TV]
and help stimulate a slow Eurozone economy...
Holy shit.
Thank you.
We made arrangements, as you requested.
Are you certain about this? There's still time to think it through.
You can go.
[sighs]
- [Colleen] Greatest city in the world. - [Danny] Yeah.
New Yorkers like saying that.
Still, after all this time, I...
I don't know how I feel about it.
That's the beauty of it. It can be whatever you need it to be.
What do you need it to be?
Home.
[sighs]
[dogs barking in distance]
[birds squawking]
- [rumbling] - [bottles clattering]
[police sirens wailing in distance]
[man on TV] ...Central Bank on Wednesday kept interest rates unchanged,
resisting pressure to join other major central banks...
- [people shouting] - [objects clattering]
Thanks.
- [glass shattering] - [people screaming]
[rumbling]
[car alarms blaring]
[screams]
- [sirens wailing] - [alarms blaring]
It's just a city.
[chuckles] You'll get used to watching them fall.
[rumbling stops]
[man in distance] We gotta get down right away. Take the stairs!
Get down the stairs!
[indistinct chatter on police radio]
[people screaming]
[infant crying]
- [people screaming] - [chatter continues]
[operator] ...you have dialed. Please check the number and dial again.
- [sirens wailing in distance] - [chatter continues]