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Ellie, come here.
- How are your hands? -
They hurt.
It's 'cause you're bending your wrist.
- - Hmm.
Make a fist.
Lock your wrist.
All right. This is a punch.
This is a punch. This is a punch.
That's shit.
Lock your wrist, breathe like I taught you.
- There's a man watching us. - Forget him.
He's not watching them. He's watching me.
The fight is that way, girl.
Go out and finish it.
- She's impressive. - Yeah.
Where did you say you found her, again?
Box of Cracker Jacks.
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Still needs refining.
Perhaps with more discipline or different training.
Left hand up, child.
When the war finally comes, we're gonna need real warriors.
You were saying?
She's killing him!
No shit. Ellie.
- - Ellie!
- - Ellie. Ellie.
Slow it down.
Drop your breath.
- Breathe in your stomach. -
Nice work.
You told me to fight.
You told me to finish it.
I didn't tell you to kill him.
He is an asshole, but at the end of the day,
he's on our side of the war.
And it's wrong to kill one of ours.
It didn't feel wrong.
Listen.
Whatever it is that you got inside you...
whatever it is that burns so hot, that's good.
But you gotta learn to control it.
You said we're going to war.
We are.
And there'll be a time and place for you to turn yourself loose.
But right now,
the last thing you want is for everybody here to be...
scared shitless of you.
Tame that fire...
or they'll tame it for you.
Get me?
- I get you. - Good.
'Cause that was just a warm-up.
Come on out here.
Show me what you can really do.
That the best you can do?
You haven't seen my best.
Well, what are you waiting for? Christmas?
- You tried to have me killed. - You got that right.
- Why, Stick? - It's a long story.
Now, what do you think you're doing?
You have no right here, Matthew.
Too little, too late, Matty.
- Get out or get hurt. - That's not happening, Stick!
- I'm not gonna let you kill him. - Not your choice.
He raised you, Elektra.
Then he tried to kill me!
I should've done it years ago.
Shut up, Stick. You're just as bad as she is.
Not quite.
I tried to housebreak her. Impossible.
You're just another old man jealous of his disciple.
You'd rather see me dead than outgrow you. Well, guess what?
When it comes to killing, I've always been better.
- Put up or shut up. - No! Put it down!
They're gone.
Yeah. And they took Stick.
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How do they do that?
Why did you interrupt us?
Because you would have killed him, Elektra.
Yes! Before he killed me.
Is that so offensive to your precious "code"?
Tell me this. Why does Stick want you dead?
What does it matter?
It matters because Stick never does
anything without a reason.
All right? And the Hand, they didn't kill him.
They captured him, which means he knows something.
And they're gonna rip him to shreds
until they find out what it is.
Good.
Unless...
Unless we get there first.
You want me to help you save the man
who ordered my death?
Yes.
You really do hate me.
No, Elektra.
This isn't about you, all right? This is about Stick.
I need to know why the Hand took him.
And more importantly, what they're planning next.
I'm done fighting his war.
All right, fine. Then I'm gonna go alone.
You've pushed everyone out of your life...
and now you want to put the little you have left
on protecting that broken old man?
That broken old man... He gave me a life when I was...
When I had nothing, when I was alone.
He was the one who was there for me.
He abandoned you.
Just when you needed him the most...
because that's what he does.
I don't care what Stick did.
I'm gonna save him.
Not if I get to him first.
I'm going to kill him.
And if you get in my way, Matthew...
I'm gonna kill you, too.
- Ready? -
Yeah.
All right.
Also, uh, let's...
I know that the fingerprints were probably burned...
But let's get some prints taken anyways.
You know you can go home now, right?
Uh, yeah.
You don't need anything else?
I have your statement.
If I have any more questions, I can track you down.
And don't worry...
that so-called "police protection" I gave you?
They're crossing guards in Yonkers now.
What? No.
No, no, no. Brett, really, there's...
There's nothing they could do. It wasn't their fault.
Frank followed me. He kidnapped me.
Well, thank Christ you managed to get away.
Not many people can say that about the Punisher.
- Seriously, go home. -
Get some sleep. Ambien's the real deal.
Look...
I know what you're thinking.
Maybe Castle survived. Maybe he's still out there.
He ain't.
How can you be sure? You ID him yet?
There's 20 burned bodies. It takes time.
- So there's a chance. - You saw the same explosion I did.
You're safe, Karen.
That nightmare you've been living, it's over.
Frank Castle's a dead man.
- Thompson! - Huh?
Get her a lift. Wherever she wants to go.
Get out of here, Karen.
Hey.
Sorry, just, uh, research.
Looking for something.
I paid the electric bill through the end of the month, so...
enjoy it while you can.
And then what?
And then it'll be cold and dark.
It's really over, huh?
Nelson and Murdock?
You told me to move on. That's what I'm doing.
Look, Foggy...
I'm sorry I never made it to the hospital.
It's been...
- a crazy couple of days. - I heard.
Marci came by, though.
Some of the higher-ups at her firm
were impressed with my opening argument in the Castle case.
Yeah, I'm not surprised.
Neither am I. Not anymore.
Castle case was in many ways a disaster, but...
it made me realize I'm really good at my job.
Nelson and Murdock was never just your job.
It was you.
You're there for every client who comes through the door.
Rich, poor...
doesn't matter.
You're the heart of this place.
You gonna try to convince me it's worth another shot?
No.
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