Gotham

Previously on Gotham...

Listen to the watch.

It's ticking. Synchronizes with your heartbeat.

Stand upon the back of the chair.

So you could get him to do anything you wanted?

I want you to find my sister.

Her condition?

Some poison in her blood.

I announce my candidacy for mayor.

Hugo Strange made another you.

He's gone.

- He cut his hair. - To look more like you.

Does Alfred know you have his car?

Would you like to go for a ride?

The ticking synchronizes with your heartbeat.

Deep down, you want to die, Jim.

Step off the ledge.

Stop!

You don't understand.

My-my brother will find out I'm here,

and he'll come for me.

Nothing will stop him.

This is the brother that took you to Strange to try and fix you?

What?

No.

Jervis kept me a prisoner most of my life,

and when I finally managed to escape,

I ran as far away from him as I could.

And landed in Gotham.

It seemed like a good place to hide.

Until Strange found me and locked me in Indian Hill.

I'll admit, not the best luck for you or your future landlord.

That was an accident.

The infecting part or the lighting him on fire part?

I'm not a monster!

But if you want to see one,

just wait until my brother comes for me.

You don't know what he's capable of.

This isn't over.

For either of us.

It's perfect!

Oh, my sister used to love amusement parks.

The rides, the food,

the tents with amazing acts.

That's why I became a performer.

Are you a family man?

Yes.

I am a family man.

The day I lost her was the saddest of my life.

The only thing that got me through,

that kept me sane,

was the hope of one day being together again.

Reunited.

And if all goes well,

that day is today.

Of course, a reunion like this

needs to be a private affair.

You understand.

It's Election Day in Gotham,

with former mayor Aubrey James

and former criminal kingpin Oswald Cobblepot

running toe to toe...

Why don't you take care of it.

Appreciate it.

Thank you.

I must say, you are looking quite the dapper fellow.

I had to guess on the jacket size. I hope it fits.

Perfectly.

I cannot thank you enough.

It's just a suit.

No. No, if it weren't for you,

I would still be falling asleep to the screams of the insane.

It becomes almost a white noise after a while, doesn't it?

It does.

I do believe, Oswald,

Arkham has made us both stronger.

I couldn't agree more.

Which is why I had our release certificates framed.

A reminder of past struggles and new beginnings.

If I didn't know better,

I'd accuse you of being a sentimentalist.

Guilty.

You all set, boss? Busy day today.

Who were those people you were speaking with?

Don't worry about it.

Come now, Butch. Play nice.

We're all on the same team here.

Right?

My team.

Yeah. Sure.

Whatever you say.

You keep your nose out of my business.

Yeah.

Sure.

Whatever you say.

Why is it that every time

something hits the fan around here,

I inevitably find you at the center of it?

I was just working a job.

Her brother asked me to find her.

Yeah. You're some sort of P.I. Now? Is that it?

-I'm whatever pays the bills. - Great.

What do we know about this girl's blood?

Not much. She claims infecting the landlord was an accident.

Have Thompkins draw some samples,

see if she can find out what we're dealing with here.

And pick up the brother for questioning.

Any idea where we might find him?

No. But when I do, I'll let you know.

We have some unfinished business.

Not anymore.

This is an active investigation.

You go anywhere near him, I'll have you arrested.

For what?

No law against two private citizens having a chat.

I'll come by later to pick up my check.

I bet I'd make a kick-ass P.I.

Get out.

Have you had this condition since birth?

Tell me about it.

If a person comes into contact with my blood, it changes them.

It affects every person differently.

My brother believes it brings out a person's true nature.

Is your brother infected?

Is that why you're so terrified of him?

Jervis isn't infected.

He believes we're connected.

Two sides of the same coin.

My way is the blood, and his, the mind.

Hypnosis.

It goes way beyond that.

He preys on fear,

anger, regret.

And if he gets in your mind...

you're doomed.

Vote for Oswald Cobblepot,

- your next mayor of Gotham! - Vote for Cobblepot. Here you go.

Cobblepot for mayor.

- And Make Gotham Safe Again! - Sir, Vote for Cobblepot.

Vote for Oswald Cobblepot,

your next mayor of Gotham!

You are so very tired of life, aren't you?

Do you hear my watch ticking?

Hard road for you, Jim Gordon.

Listen closer.

You are so very tired of life, aren't you?

Now you can rest, Jim.

Hey, pal!

You got a death wish or something?

Right, yes. Well, will do. Thank you very much.

Good-bye.

Well, that was the impound yard from downtown.

It appears the Rolls was towed only this morning,

Master Bruce.

This doesn't make any sense.

Why would he leave?

Well, he cut his hair to look more like you,

if that's even possible.

You think he went to the city to pretend to be me.

- Yeah, absolutely. Bloody yes. - So where would he go?

Take in a show, do a little bit of shopping, have a facial?

I mean, where do pain-resistant clones

of multibillionaire teenagers normally go?

- Alfred. - Well, I don't know.

The car was found at 11th and Dillon, wasn't it?

That's in the Narrows.

So I suppose we should be thankful there's anything left to tow.

Fmillfliéifiq=I=lliafilifl1+z What in the dickens was he doing down there in the first place?

Selina.

11th and Dillon is near her apartment.

Sorry, again, for the way I acted when you came by yesterday.

Any word on your friend Ivy?

No.

I even braved a beat-down from Sonny to see

if she was growing magic mushrooms for him again.

Magic what?

Mushrooms.

Sonny Gilzean.

Pounded you to within an inch of your life.

Yeah Sonny, right.

Well, this is it.

Time to earn a living.

- You work here? - ?No.

I rob here.

What? ?

The Bang Bang Room is a betting parlor.

Should be flush today with the mayor's race.

Meet me around back in five minutes.

Selina.

Yeah! Pay up!

Hey, that guy at the end of the bar

said you're buying the place a round.

What?

Oh, and your mom sucks.

Or something.

Really?

Hey, wise guy!

Here's your drink!

- Get him off me! - That's enough!

Who the hell are you?