Gotham

Previously on "Gotham"...

The infected are being killed all over the city.

I'm the one you seek.

I am Ra's al Ghul.

This man is your past.

Now embrace your future.

Use the waters, Bruce.

You were the one time I let love weaken me.

I want you around as a constant reminder to never

make that mistake again.

I heard about Alfred. Is he gonna be okay?

You don't give a damn about Alfred,

and you sure as hell don't care about me.

I know you better than that.

I thought you did.

Jonathan Crane's father made a toxin

from the adrenal glands of his victims

while they experienced terror.

What do you want? I'm tired of just surviving.

I want more.

I'm sorry, Alfred.

I've been trying to find who I am for so long.

Who am I supposed to be?

Money! Now!

You need to find your true north.

And let that guide you.

Money! Now!

Hurry up, huh? Give me the ring.

You have one chance. Walk away.

Who's this?

License.

I got a license.

Nobody move.

Jewelry, watches, wallets.

You know the drill. Let's go.

We want it all.

- All your money. - Thank you.

Come on. Ah, nice.

Ah.

Jackpot!

Let me see that.

Ah.

Cheapskate, huh?

Come on.

Excuse me.

Hi.

That's Victor Zsasz.

I know who it is.

What do you want?

Oh, I was just passing by.

Heard the ruckus.

You know you can't commit a crime in Gotham now

without a license from Penguin, right?

Is that right?

Well, we just started it, so word's still getting out.

We ain't kicking half our take to that little creep.

Well... that's a problem.

Maybe you ain't noticed, but there's, uh,

four of us, and only one of you.

My finger!

No license.

No crime.

Now, drop the loot

and blow.

You tell Penguin

he hasn't heard the last of this.

And stay out!

I can't thank you enough.

Don't bother. Because you see those guys?

They do have a license.

Mazel tov.

Seriously?

Best wedding ever.

You know, we appreciate all you've done.

Do you?

Three months ago, following the Tetch incident,

this city was in flames.

I came to you and offered

to cut crime in half,

and I delivered.

Violent crime is down 57%.

But now you want to, uh,

literally, unionize crime.

I mean, but we can't possibly...

Quiet!

I remember when I sat there, in the mayor's chair.

I do not envy you.

Nor you.

Commissioner of police in a city notorious for crime.

That's why I want to help.

But, uh, we are fully aware of all you've done.

Are you?

What do you think really happened

to those hordes of criminals who once prowled our streets?

I'll tell you.

- I hunted them down... - Oh, no, no, no, no.

I made Gotham safe.

Me.

But this is Gotham City; there will always be crime.

What I am offering is crime in the hands of professionals.

And held to agreed-upon terms.

From which you'll profit.

God bless America.

You have a choice:

an era of calm and prosperity...

or a return to the good old days.

And they will return.

With a vengeance.

We deny everything to the press.

Hmm.

What you need to worry about is the GCPD.

When one of your officers finds someone committing a crime,

if that person has a license, they walk away.

Three percent each.

Uh, from the take.

Two to split between you.

- Two and a half. - One!

- You... - Yes. Fine. Done.

Excellent.

Well, if you'll excuse me,

I have to go prepare for the grand opening of my new club,

the Iceberg Lounge.

Good luck.

Smile, gentlemen. It's a new day.

Hey, Frank.

Morning, Jim.

I'll get you coffee in a second.

Sure.

Morning.

Morning.

Everything okay, Frank?

Everything's fine, copper.

I got a license.

Penguin approved.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

I'll take that coffee to go.

Man, what the hell are you doing?

- Look, I-I got a license! - Yeah.

And unless you shut up,

you're also gonna get a fat lip.

We got a problem?

Penguin guarantees these numbers?

Mr. Cobblepot has negotiated them

with the mayor and commissioner.

These are damn good numbers.

But I already heard from the commissioner.

We have to play ball. What the hell are you doing here?

Compliance with the licenses is key.

Mr. Cobblepot worries

about Detective Gordon.

He has a history.

My men will honor the licenses. You let me worry about Gordon.

Now, get the hell out of my office.

Hmm.

Who was that?

A, uh, dung beetle.

What's up?

I pulled this off of some guy

robbing my corner bar.

You're a homicide detective.

Isn't, uh, a stickup a little JV?

I'm a cop. I see a crime, I stop it.

This is the second one of these I've come across,

- and I'm not the only one. - Yeah.

Harvey.

Harvey, we cannot let this slide.

Word's come down from the commissioner,

you find someone with one of those, they walk.

And before you get on your high horse,

three months ago, this city was in a tailspin.

We survived because Penguin took control

of the underworld.

I am not giving the city over to Penguin.

I don't care what the commissioner says.

What about your fellow cops, huh?

The past month, how many have been shot? None.

I know the stats.

Jim, we will bust Penguin one day, I promise you.

But this city has to get back on her feet.

Please?

Harvey, I get that.

But every day the citizens of Gotham look to Penguin

and not the GCPD to keep them safe,

the harder it's gonna be to win them back.

You want people to trust cops,

there are better ways of doing it

than spitting in Penguin's eyes.

You see one of these,

you walk.

Bloody Penguin.

There must be some way we can turn this against him.

Oh, just-just stop.

Stop right there.

How does this fit in to what we're doing?

What was the initial reason that you popped on that mask

and you went out there?

We agreed that I have to be ready

for when Ra's al Ghul returns.

You yourself said there's no substitute

for real-world encounters.