Beware the Batman

Previously on Beware the Batman...

When the Ion cortex goes online, all those lights will be connected.

You came up with the Ion cortex.

And it looks like someone besides Wayne Industries wants it...

That's why you're the target.

You saved my life.

1x09 - Control

Don't struggle. I have your mind.

I have control.

- You okay, fella? - He has my mind.

- He has control. - Who, buddy? Who has control?

Cypher.

Too slow.

Too predictable.

Too angry.

Too bad.

You've got the technique, but not the discipline.

Don't let your anger, your emotions get the better of you.

Think with your head, not your heart.

- Jason? - He keeps finding excuses to call me.

That's the fifth time today.

- Want me to say something to him? - No.

I mean, it's nothing I can't handle myself.

Will it be one straw or two, for dinner this evening?

Sorry, Alfred,

I kinda promised Jason I'd let him make dinner for me tonight.

I just hope the nerd can cook.

I know, I know, head,

not heart, don't worry, they're both well-protected.

You might consider taking it a little easier on her.

I might, but I won't.

Couldn't Lieutenant Gordon use something a little less obvious to contact you?

I'm gonna need my dinner in a to-go cup.

Oh!

Welcome to my humble...

Jason?

What are you doing?

Oh, hi! These are for you.

- Are you okay? - No, I mean, I had some flowers.

Hey, I almost forgot, I've got a big surprise for you.

Why don't you go get yourself a donut, Dombrowski?

Nah, the wife says I gotta cut back.

- Then only get a half a dozen this time. - Hey! Yeah.

Even when I know you're coming, I still can't get used to that.

Right. Well, I got something you should take a look at.

We found him wandering the streets.

Kept mumbling something over and over.

Cypher...

That's it, Cypher.

Thought it sounded like one of your costumed friends.

Graphite residue, from an artist pencil.

Unknown marks at the base of the skull.

- Did you ID him? - Name's William Benjamin.

He was a big shot architect, designed the Wayne Industries building.

The cortex.

Computer. Security desk at the Wayne Industries building.

Calling.

No answer, Batman.

Lobby security camera feed, onscreen.

Establishing video link.

Katana's cell phone.

- No answer. - Keep calling.

When the Ion cortex goes online,

you'll be able to re-distribute power in such a way,

that any thoughts of an energy crisis will be a thing of the past.

I know about the cortex, Jason. You've told me 100 times.

Yes, but you've never seen it actually work.

- You've got one that works? - Yes, uh, well sort of.

It's a prototype.

Much smaller than the one I'm building for Wayne Industries,

so, its range is limited and I can't leave it ON for long.

- But the principle is the same. - I didn't know you were this far along.

No, no one does.

It's awesome. You ready for your surprise?

I told you I could cook.

Uh, oh, hold on, it's probably just a small power build-up.

Oh, okay. Whoo!

So, you know, maybe I burn stuff occasionally when I cook.

But I promise, the real one definitely won't do that.

So, what do you think?

I thought it was, amazing.

It's kinda nice having someone cook for me,

at least something's that's not made in a blender.

- Huh? - Nothing.

Cooking's just not really my strong suit.

Oh, no problem, I'm totally comfortable being the woman of the house.