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Oliver: Last season, on arrow...
Quentin: Was it worth it?
All that pain and misery you brought back from that island?
The reason I came back was to try and save the people of this city.
You've got the wrong guy. Oliver queen isn't the arrow.
I am.
Everyone thinks the arrow is dead, which means Oliver queen is innocent.
Werner: When I joined the league, I was conscripted with another man,
Damien darhk. Damien continues the league's ways,
but through his own organization filled with a hive of agents.
Something's wrong.
First, let me assure you that no harm will come to Lyla.
You didn't just lose my friendship. You lost my trust. You lost my respect.
It was about making sure that you and you were safe.
I had to keep the circle as small as possible.
You opened up my heart in a way I didn't even know was possible.
I love you.
Can I say something strange? I'm happy.
- Good morning. - How're you doing?
Hey.
Oh. Okay.
Hot.
- Felicity smoak. - Mmm-hmm.
You have failed this omelet.
- Really? - Yeah.
You know, it's criminal how easily cooking comes to you.
Well, I always wanted to expand my horizons
beyond what I could do on the island,
which was basically, it was cooked and uncooked.
- How was your jog? - It was good.
I'm getting used to running without chasing after someone.
- Mmm-hmm. - I'm kind of sweaty.
I know. It's amazing.
- Yeah? - Uh-huh.
Why'd you get this one removed?
I don't need it anymore.
So, what do you have planned for the rest of the day?
A video conference with the Palmer tech board,
who still question whether I'm fit enough to inherit Ray's legacy.
Hey, how'd you like your company back as an early Christmas gift?
I think you're doing a better job of running it than I would.
- It's flirting with bankruptcy. - Exactly. It's just flirting.
- Mmm. What? - I got to go.
Where are you going now?
Uh, I have to get stuff at the farmers' market for brunch tomorrow.
Right, the Hoffmans are coming over. I forgot.
I don't think I'm ever gonna get tired of making plans
that don't involve people shooting at me.
This is so cool!
We're really gonna have to work on your definition of "cool."
Get me up there!
This is so awesome!
Whoo!
Speedy, behind you.
I thought I told you guys to call me red arrow.
Diggle: A red arrow just means you can't make a left turn.
Whatever, I'm inside the hijacked truck.
Canary, you're up.
Damn it! They have backup.
Anyone manage to get eyes on that stolen cargo?
They looked like equipment containers.
Not equipment, weapons.
Among other things, kord industries
is one of the largest arms manufacturers in the world.
They also make a really awesome cell phone.
- No, but weapons are more likely. - Much.
These ghosts, if that's seriously what we're calling 'em,
are stepping up their attacks, escalating.
People are so scared, they don't even wanna leave their homes.
Unless it's to pack up in the middle of the night
and get the hell out of town.
What do you want us to do? Take our football and go home?
No. We ask for help.
Oliver walked away.
That was before these guys started taking over our city
and turning it into a war zone.
We're dealing with a crisis.
Which Oliver believed we could handle, Laurel.
And he was right.
I spoke to Walter Steele last night. He passed.
Does that surprise you?
In three years, we've had three mayors and one candidate for mayor
who have all ended up dead.
Anyone with any common sense is not gonna throw their hat in the ring.
So we just go on as we have?
Running city hall by committee instead of electing a mayor?
Maybe we should have you focused on catching these ghosts.
That's just what the media calls them.
Because they disappear like ghosts.
Yeah. I didn't say it wasn't cute.
The truth is these guys are hard to catch.
They're not your average everyday criminals.
Average everyday criminals don't have cyanide capsules in their teeth
so they can off themselves rather than be interrogated.
I'm doing the best I can here.
We need you to do better.
This city was dying before more masks showed up to wreak havoc.
Look, we'll get these guys eventually. And things will turn around.
I mean, look, we've rebranded the city. We got the new tourism program.
We got the new high-speed rail line to central city.
Hopefully, from central city.
Well, maybe we could have a flash day, just like them.
Bottom line, we need an influx of people, which means an influx of cash.
No, no, no. Keep your seats.
Excuse me, this is a private meeting.
Oh, excellent, I despise interruptions.
- Who the hell are you? - Me?
I'm the man you're looking for.
I'm the one who controls the... What do you people call them? The ghosts?
So, you're all fretting about this city dying.
I'm here on behalf of an organization that wants you to let it die.
See, death is a beautiful thing.
We die, we go into the ground, our remains grow into flowers.
It's only in the interval after dying that new things can sprout.
- That's enough. Get the hell out of... - Cities are like puppies.
You see them writhing in agony on the streets,
you put them down, you don't let them suffer.
- I'm getting security. - Susanna, calm down. Get down.
It's very rude behavior.
None of you seem particularly likable,
but if you do have any friends or anyone who does love you,
I suggest you say goodbye.
My people will be in touch.
Mmm.
Oh, Oliver, these eggs are heaven! Don't tell me you made them in the...
In the slow cooker. The slow cooker you got us, yeah.
Laura: [Knew it, [knew it.
People are always so hesitant to try them,
but slow cookers are absolute life changers.
I don't know how that is not a bumper sticker yet.
- (Both laughing) - I know!
Adam: On the topic of life changers,
you guys really need to get on the school situation here.
We could write you a recommendation letter for our school's waiting list.
But wouldn't it help to have kids first? Or, I don't know, a kid?
Oh, it takes years to get on that list.
And I'm sure kids aren't too far down the line for you two.
Yeah, we haven't talked about it.
Who wants more mimosas?
- I need to see it. Do you have it on you? - Honey, it's not...
Baby. You have it on you, right?
- Do you have it? - Yep.
- Oh, it's stunning. - It's my mother's.
- So, when are you gonna pop the question? - Tonight.
What are you guys talking about? Whoop!
Adam: Whoa.
Dude! Nice reflexes. (Chuckles)
Back off, psycho.
Six people have died from the crank you've been pushing.
Four of them were kids!
You've certainly chosen an unusual hobby, Mr. Queen.
District attorney: He said he'd kill us all.
That was a hell of a press conference.
These people needed a strong reminder that this city doesn't bow to terrorists.
Susanna?
I thought that tasted funny.
- Call 9-1-1! - What happened?
John, we have a new problem.
City leadership is being targeted. They just poisoned the district attorney.
I'm headed to my father. I need you and thea on the other two members.
{Groans)
I'm closest to the head of emergency services. Thea, I need you at city hall.
Are you okay?
Can we get a nurse over here?
Okay, listen, the district attorney just collapsed.
Staffers think it might be poison, but I need toxicology...
Man: Drop it!
All right, all right, all right.
All right, all right, all right.
Just hold on. I'll get you some help.
You, okay?
Captain Lance, you were warned.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, it's just a flesh wound.
Captain Lance, the district attorney was pronounced dead.
And reports are coming in
that the city comptroller and the head of emergency services
have also been killed.
That's pretty much the city's leadership.
Carries on like this, there won't be a city left to lead.
- So, what's the occasion? - Do we need an occasion for dinner?
No, ever since you discovered cooking,
our life's been a never-ending episode of master chef.
But this isn't a dinner. This is a production.
Are we celebrating something?
Sort of depends on how dessert goes.
No. No, no. I'm almost disgustingly full.
You are going to have to try a bite or two of this soufflé.
- (Doorbell rings) - Diet saved by the bell.
- Um... - What's going on?
You have visitors.
We probably should've called first, but...
We really need your help.
Laurel: The media's been calling them the ghosts.
They're like nothing we'd ever seen before. Well trained. Well-armed.
And committed.
Anytime we get too close to one of them, they off themselves with cyanide.
- What's their agenda? - At first, we thought they were thieves
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