[Kara] My name is Kara Zor-El. I'm from Krypton.
I'm a refugee on this planet.
I was sent to Earth to protect my cousin.
But my pod got knocked off course.
And by the time I got here,
my cousin had already grown up and become... Superman.
I hid who I really was until one day
when an accident forced me to reveal myself to the world.
To most people, including my adoptive sister Alex,
I'm a reporter at CatCo Worldwide Media,
but in secret, I work to protect this planet I call my home
from anyone that means to cause it harm.
I am Supergirl.
[Kara] Previously on Supergirl...
I'm here to offer you a government contract.
We need to make the US military as powerful
as our alien adversaries.
I am never going to agree
with you sharing your research with the government.
I think you should leave.
So, that's it, then?
Your powers give you the potential to be a great hero.
But you still have to learn how to control them.
What I need is for you to help me train.
Long live the Legion.
Letter for you.
- From who? - [guard] Manchester Black.
The Patriot Act only protects human life.
Lockwood can't be charged under it.
Get the White House counsel to sign off, now.
[Ben] I stand before you a free man,
ready to continue to serve this great nation.
[man] Cheers.
You work in the prison.
- Your name's Danny. - What did you say?
[man] Do you like surprises, Danny?
No. Wait!
[Danny screams]
[Kara] Hot off the LaserJet.
Oh, let me guess, this is your sixth article
on Lockwood since he got out of prison?
[Kara sighs]
- New angle? - Nope.
But people need to be reminded, you know, that...
That he's a murderer.
- There's that. - [sighs]
It feels like I'm screaming into the void, but...
You wanna save that void screaming until after we eat?
James.
- Hey. - Lunch.
Oh, my God, lunch. I totally forgot.
Bad. Kara is so bad!
Okay, you're embarrassing. [chuckles] Let's go.
[Nia] Hey.
Are we still on for the, um, research trip?
Things have been so busy with all the Lockwood stuff,
that I totally forgot we have an appointment
with the City Auditor.
I'm sorry.
It's okay. You're only human.
- Uh, I'll call you later. - Okay.
Well, I guess I'll get a move on, too.
Work has been crazy with
Lena moving into the DEO this week, it's...
[inhales sharply]
- That was... I'm sorry. - It's fine.
No kid gloves needed.
Thanks.
Okay. I'll see you soon?
I hope so.
Hey.
This came from a friend at NCU
who applied for a medical study a few months ago.
He didn't get picked up, but...
That address is to an L-Corp subsidiary.
I know you said that my source for that last article was wrong, but...
You think it's worth taking a second look?
[Nia] Did I cover okay about training and everything?
- Did I blow it? - No. No.
I'm still getting used to lying to Alex, too.
And don't worry, you'll get better at the whole
sneaking out thing. The key
is subtlety.
- Case in point. - [chuckles]
Hi, Brainy.
[whispers] It's Barney.
[whispers] Barney?
- Yes, Barney. - [Nia chuckles]
Thought it best we keep a low profile.
- Considering where we're going. - [Kara stammers]
Welcome to the Fortress of Solitude.
I mean, it sure beats the hell out of your loft.
- Hey, that place is rent controlled. - [chuckles]
And this works great for training.
Plus, you have Kelex, too.
[Kelex] I did not know we would be receiving guests.
You have a robot?
[Kelex] Caretaker Android Mark IV,
with many other functions.
Kelex, this is Nia Nal. Give her anything she needs.
And I think Lois already introduced you to Brainy, right?
Hello, Kleenex.
It's Kelex, Querl.
Don't you have to dust the cosmic anvil or something?
Okay. Holler if you need me.
[J'onn J'onzz] It's been weeks
and now you agree to see me?
Why now?
[Manchester] Well, let's just say prison has changed me.
So, be honest...
What do you think of the hair?
Look, you lost someone,
I know how that feels.
Let me help you.
You think I'm good, deep down, eh?
Well, it's a bad time to be a good man.
Take you, for instance.
If it weren't for your bloody promise,
I believe you could solve all the world's problems.
You just need...
motivation.
[groans]
[Manchester] This is Hat.
We go way back.
Hello.
[J'onn J'onzz grunts] Why are you doing this?
I wanted to thank you in person.
I was thinking small. Hell-bent on getting Lockwood.
Petty revenge.
But I've got bigger fish to murder.
And you can't stop me, old man.
Don't do this.
Thanks for the chat, mate. Cheered me right up.
[alarm blaring]
Shall I teleport us out, then?
Ah, not yet. I gotta make another stop.
I can't take us anywhere I haven't been before.
- We'll have to do it the hard way. - [guard 1] Move, move, move!
When's that ever stopped us?
[guard 1] Come on, let's get 'em!
[guard 2] Back up! Drop your weapons! Drop your weapons!
All out of guns?
Thought you'd like something dashing.
- [door opens] - [guard 1] Freeze! Down on the ground.
[all grunting]
Naughty.
Hey.
[grunts]
[alarm continues blaring]
So, what's important enough for you to jeopardize our thrilling escape?
A bloody jacket? Why?
It's dashing.
[chuckles]
Long time no see.
Who's Clockwork Orange?
What's the line? "No man is a failure..."
"Who has friends."
[grunts]
[groans]
I thought we captured you.
She says that was a different Morae.
They all look alike to you.
There you are.
Nice to finally meet you.
[hissing]
Menagerie?
You thought you could cut off the head of the snake?
We're tougher than that.
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Let him go.
[Manchester] Why would we? It's war.
You know those alien-hating racists been coming out of their hidey holes?
We're gonna make 'em dead.
Right, then.
[J'onn J'onzz] Manchester!
I'm gonna find them.
Not without me.
You have anticipatory dreams.
I have differential calculus.
Both are predictive, but...
You need to be adaptive, too.
[Nia groans]
[inhales]
I learnt that from my friend, Val.
One of your Legion friends?
So, him, I'm allowed to know about?
Brainy, you know one of my descendants in the future,
but you won't tell me a thing about her.
But if I knew the full scope of what she could do...
Absolutely not!
Nia, we could create a paradox.
- Destroy the very fabric... - Fabric of space-time.
Where have I heard that before?
[whooshes]
What is it?
What's wrong?
Pull up the footage.
This is live.
Rio.
We wanna send a message...
- [Menagerie] Low angle? Are you insane? - What?
[Menagerie] We are live from a secret army base
where mercenaries torture aliens when they get bored.
They killed four of ours.
So we killed one...
Two...
Thirteen of theirs.
[Manchester] From now on, we terminate prejudice
with extreme prejudice.
[growling]
[grunts]
Like and subscribe.
I'll track them.
Kryptonian technology is far superior to Earth's,
with, of course, the clear exception of Kelex.
I've seen hats like that before.
They use Fifth Dimensional energy.
Untraceable.
[Alex] We are trying to keep up, but they are just moving so fast.
Outmatched by a freakin' hat.
I'll talk to the Joint Chiefs, see if they want us overseas.
No, I'll handle that.
I need to also make sure Ms. Luthor is settled in.
- I can take that off your plate. - Okay.
[scoffs]
Where is the gel electrophoresis apparatus?
That would be in that room. Third cabinet on the right.
Well, this used to be my lab.
I'm glad it's in good hands.
No, it's just for a couple of weeks.
Unless you wanna change that combat suit for a white coat?
May I?
Okay, so you are
reducing mitophagy, and...
increasing mitochondrial efficiency at the same time?
That would give muscle cells the potential to...
Okay, wait.
That conversation at Thanksgiving?
That wasn't theoretical?
You're giving people powers.
Management is such a waste of your talents.
Lena, this is huge.
And it's dangerous.
I mean, we need to up your security,
we need to make sure that your reports are put on a protected...
I'm not gonna be writing any reports.
What do you mean, you're not?
You made a deal with the government.
The deal is non-reciprocal.
It's for products, not procedures.
Which is a good thing because I don't trust governments as a rule.
- I'm the government. - Well, I sure hope that's not true.
Alex, it's not personal.
I promise.
[soft music playing]
[man] Ben Lockwood?
Wow. Hey. Welcome to D.C.
Yeah, who should I make it out to?
The guy whose phone calls you've been dodging.
Oh.
I'm sorry, I didn't realize.
It's all good. I'm Cooper.
Serving the Children of Liberty in our nation's capital,
- and areas surrounding. - Right on. Thanks.
Jack, three fingers.
We've been keeping Liberty's torch lit, so to speak.
You know, taking care of things while you were...
- Well, you know. - [exhales]
I came to say, I'm on the ground with the boys
and they don't love your conduct of late.
Well, I got...
good news for the boys. I'm about to meet with
the President of the United States.
Manchester Black is running free
and you're here with the suits on Capitol Hill?
- Wait. What? - You didn't know?
Yeah, he broke out.
This is exactly my point, Professor.
Okay, when this whole thing started,
you were downright scary.
But now...
[scoffs]
I got a dog back home, Max, great dog.
The day we neutered him,
he didn't bark the same no more.
Okay, yeah.
Nobody is gonna follow this.
Put his on my tab.
[news anchor] Who are Manchester Black and his cohorts?
To some, they're terrorists.
To others, they're a force for good,
fighting against alien discrimination worldwide.
[Manchester] Every action has an opposite and equal.
Yeah? This "Earth first" Liberty crowd,
they hurt aliens,
and, what, they don't think we'll hurt them in kind?
That's London.
[Brainy] And it looks like they stole the crown jewels
to make a bigger statement.
[Manchester] Why? 'Cause Supergirl says that's not the way.
Supergirl's like a folktale.
In theory, comforting, noble.
In reality... [exhales]
...ill-equipped, and clinging to ideals of a time long past.
When they go low,
she goes high.
- We put them six feet lower. - [people applauding]
We're through giving these devils the benefit of the law.
Supergirl's done.
This is the era
of the Elite.
[people applauding]
Now, while I flatter myself,
my guess is the girl of yesterday is watching somewhere.
Hands on her hips in the name of justice.
Well, she can come meet me, face to face.
Dawn.
Come alone.
I hope you can make it.
That's what you're all about, right?
Hope.
Now for a commercial break.
You cannot trust them. It'll be a trap.
It wouldn't be the first one I walked into.
He didn't even say where to meet.
That flash at the end of the message
had an image coded in it.
A map only I could see.
Superluminous stimuli embedded in structured light.
I don't want to be impressed, but...
- Where does he wanna meet? - Manchester, England.
Guess he wanted home-court advantage.
How long till dawn?
Three hours, 21 minutes, 15 seconds.
So we wait and then I'll deal with them.
FDR's.
Used it to sign the Labor Relations Act.
Your dad was a union man, right?
Oh, yes, sir. Through and through.
Yeah. Come on.
Mr. President, while I'm here, um,
I speak for...
I speak for a lot of people, a lot of good people.
People who are interested in service
- and so I was thinking that... - Service?
What are you saying?
Well, you know how effective my people can be
and with the world where it is today,
- and with the Elite being out there... - Hmm.
I want you to deputize the Children of Liberty.
What?
[laughing]
I like your show, son.
And I'm glad I could help you out with a pardon,
but I've got the situation pretty well in hand.
- [camera shutter clicks] - All right?
All you got to do is look pretty for the cameras.
Nice suit, by the way.
I've made up my mind.
You can't convince me to change it.
I know you better than that.
Just don't let him bring you down.
Manchester got to you, didn't he? At the prison.
[sighs]
All I've wanted to do since my father died is honor him.
Live by his example.
And you have.
But I'm struggling, Kara.
There's a duality in me that's at war.
I wanna be a man of peace, just like my father, but...
Every fiber of my being is fighting against that.
Being a manhunter was part of my nature.
Are you considering picking back up the sword?
I made a personal vow
and I wouldn't take that lightly.
Well, if you choose
to join the fight to bring the Elite to justice,
I'm sure your father would understand.
Even Myr'nn joined the fight against Reign.
Manchester's baiting me.
We're connected somehow.
I think he can feel the rage that lies within me.
Rage born of the massacre of my family.
One thing's for certain,
Manchester was a test for me.
But, whether he's a test of my resolve, or just a mirror
showing me that I cannot walk my father's path, I just don't know.
You will find clarity, J'onn.
I know you will.
Thank you.
Do you want me to come with you?
I think I need to do this alone.
There's a reason he brought the fight to me.
I'm the symbol.
He wants this.
- Kelex. - [Kelex] Nia Nal.
It's nice to see you without that bore, Querl.
This star has died and there, a new one emerges.
So, you know about this stuff?
Other systems?
Planets?
If I'm interpreting your intonations correctly,
you seek information on your species.
Shouldn't you ask your pompous Coluan friend?
Brainy wants to keep all that under wraps.
But if I'm supposed to fight, I need to know what I'm capable of.
The only other person who could have told me is...
gone.
Your timeline is likely extra-Lorentzian,
and not as subject to paradox as one might think.
But there are still risks to divulging this type of information.
Well, Supergirl said anything I need.
Didn't she?
Those were her orders.
Then tell me about Naltor.
Tell me about everything I can do.
[Manchester] You could have just used the door.
[Supergirl] And you could stop killing people.
Please, but no tricks.
If anything happens to me, the more I will start killing.
So, what? We're just gonna sit here and do the diner scene from Heat?
Ah, no, no. [inhales sharply]
Ah, Pacino, De Niro,
they came alone.
They're just for my protection.
It's a little gaudy for me.
Hey, that's my fee.
I thought you were all about your vendetta.
Ben Lockwood...
- Fiona? - Why'd you think I came here?
Brought her things to her family.
Lockwood's time will come,
but this is about me and you.
You won't join us and I can't beat you, so,
- let's make a deal. - I accept your surrender.
Never. But I can stay out of your soup.
Cat in a tree, idiot in tights, bank robbers, all yours.
But the racists, the fascists, the Children of Liberty...
- that's our department. - I won't let you keep killing people.
Oh, like your government intends to kill people?
You really don't know, do you?
Next week, your beloved government
is launching a satellite that will shoot down any alien spacecraft
- trying to enter our atmosphere. - That's impossible.
I have it on good authority.
Hat kidnaps secret agent types, learns what they're up to.
That's why we formed this band of merry men.
[clears throat]
Sorry. Merry people.
Why should I believe you?
Talk to your mate, Baker.
You know, the bloke who just pardoned
the Grand bloody Wizard of the Children of Liberty.
Ask him about Operation Claymore.
And then ask yourself,
what if it were your ship they were blowing up?
You came here in a rocket,
child in a basket, you know, real Moses stuff.
Here's your chance to tell the bosses to "Let your people go."
Or, us plagues will do it for you.
[Supergirl] Mr. President.
We need to talk.
I will not apologize for protecting my country.
But that's why you have me.
That may have sufficed for Olivia Marsdin,
not anymore.
Everyone involved in Claymore,
everyone that works at that satellite base is at risk.
The Elite are going to attack.
If I closed every military base
that might be threatened,
I'd have no bases left.
And last I checked, I don't answer to you.
Will you answer to your electorate
the first time Claymore shoots down an alien ship
that means us no harm?
It's wrong. Innocent people will die!
Do no interfere with that satellite.
This is a mistake, Mr. President.
[whooshes]
Go to Scrambler Code 187.
General, move the Claymore launch up to tomorrow night.
And double the guard at Devils Tower.
[growls]
It was fine. It was a photo op.
I wore the suit and...
Yeah, that probably was a little bit much.
There was this guy at the hotel who, uh...
Doesn't matter, Lydia. Um...
[sighs] You know what, sweetheart, I just keep hearing Dad's voice
in my head, and he's telling me that I'm an idiot
for rubbing elbows with all these politicians,
when I started the Children of Liberty to help people,
real people.
Am I still doing that?
Or have...
[sighs]
Yeah, anyway, uh...
How are you doing? How's George? I wanted to talk to you about...
[automated voice] Your message has reached its limit.
[beeping]
[sighs]
Come on.
No.
No. No. No. No. No. Bad astral projection.
[groans]
Hmm.
You went behind my back.
You took advantage of that simpleton, Kelex.
And now you're astral projecting.
That jumps months of training.
I know, I'm sorry. I just...
I moved too fast, 'cause it's what I do.
I push myself,
and I take on more than I can handle. My mother always said it.
But that's what heroes do.
Leaping before one looks is part of the job description.
- It backfired. - Yes.
But next time, you shall fire forward.
[chuckles softly]
[knock on door]
I didn't know you made house calls.
Your place is great.
I'm here about Operation Claymore.
The President is planning on launching a satellite array that will
blow up any alien spacecraft entering our orbit.
What? The DEO is supposed to be
the first line of defense against invasions.
I mean, not some giant gun.
- Is that even legal? - I don't know.
But I do know it's immoral.
But everything I do means something to people. So...
if I stop the satellite, I'm aligning myself with the Elite.
And then, on the other hand, if I let the launch happen,
what does that say to the Children of Liberty?
Why does it feel like there are only two choices?
But aren't you on your own side?
Yes. [sighs] Alone.
- Sometimes, it feels like... - Screaming into the void.
That's something my sister said.
Look, you can only do what you feel is right.
Yeah.
Come with me.
Talk to the Marine Corps.
You're the Director of the DEO. Throw your weight around.
If I show up, I would jeopardize my position
and the whole organization would be at risk.
I can't.
I understand.
I'm just saying, maybe a prison dye job wasn't the best move.
Nor is base dealing, mate.
Needed a third king.
- Gin. - Thought you'd never ask.
[growling]
What's that, girl?
Trouble at the old mill?
Right.
You called it. Girl of Steel went straight to the President.
Idiot moved the launch up to tomorrow.
Base is in Wyoming.
Devils Tower.
- How did you know we were coming? - Fish and chips.
And tracking devices.
This ends now.
- [Morae growls] - [clinking]
You're still outnumbered.
Count again.
[Hat] Who's this then?
You have the Elite,
I have super friends.
Right.
Oh, crap.
[J'onn J'onzz] I got you.
[grunts]
[chuckles]
Ouch.
[Hat] Oi.
Go after the Martian.
[breathes heavily]
- Rad. - Rad!
[grunts]
I built the gloves to harness raw dream energy. So, yes,
it's quite rad.
[J'onn J'onzz] You're safe now. Get out of here.
[groans]
Go on.
Turn the other cheek.
[both grunting]
Director Danvers.
I did what I thought was right.
J'onn.
- The satellite. - Right.
[grunts]
[Morae growls]
[groans]
[all grunting]
- How'd you know where I... - Dreams.
Differential calculus.
[gasps]
Where's my ring?
Sleight of hand, fam, like me. You see...
I'm just a distraction.
Wait. Where's the Morae?
[beeping]
[growls]
[beeps]
Brainy, they started the launch.
The controls are destroyed. I can't do anything.
[Manchester] Well, that was the plan. Wasn't it?
[computer] Launch initiated.
- What did you do? - Picked my own target.
1600 Penn.
The White House.
Your government on fire, hoisted by its own petard.
As soon as it reaches orbit, it will fire.
There's a reason it's called "playing God."
It's fun.
Fly.
[Alex grunts]
[Hat] Wanna make me the happiest man on Earth?
[panting]
[both grunting]
[groans]
[chuckles]
There you are, J'onn J'onzz.
Nice to finally meet you.
I know why you called me now.
You have a death wish.
[chuckles]
[computer] Satellite has reached orbit.
Firing in
seven, six, five, four, three, two,
one.
You okay?
That ring...
was mine.
And I lost it.
Look...
If you've taught me anything the past couple days,
it's that setbacks will make you stronger.
It's not about how your ring was stolen, Brainy.
It's about how we're gonna get it back.
Thank you, Nia Nal.
How's your head?
Don't worry about it.
Just don't tell the President.
You were never here.
You did a good thing destroying that satellite.
Well, I couldn't have done it without that suit.
[chuckles softly]
But the Elite are still out there.
Oh, we'll get 'em.
Um... [sighs]
Look...
Officially, I know that we're not really supposed to communicate.
I'm not saying you can just show up whenever you want,
but, you know, occasionally,
time to time, maybe, uh,
- we could... - Kick ass the way we used to.
Something like that.
I would really like that.
Well, uh, wish me luck.
I gotta go see a guy about a satellite.
- Good luck. - [chuckles]
That satellite array was created to protect Americans.
Not to mention that it cost two billion dollars!
And now it's gone! And here we are.
Yes, here we are.
As well as your staff,
your loved ones, thanks to me,
wasn't leveled by a weapon of its own government's creation.
Come on.
You can tell me.
Hmm?
You hated that satellite.
You're a superhero.
There had to have been a way to stop Claymore without blowing it up.
No, you did it
because you wanted to.
I assure you, sir, there was no other way.
[whooshing]
Colonel, a word?
This is not a good time.
The next time the government institutes
a secret extraterrestrial defense program,
I would appreciate being part of the conversation.
Operation Claymore should have been DEO purview.
If I'm not briefed on matters of national security,
- then I can't do my job. - Just a moment.
I didn't know.
Sorry?
The President acted against protocol.
I was never informed.
So, that results...
in a two percent increase... [gasps] Oh, my God!
- Jeez. - Um, what happened?
Oh. [stammers]
It's fine.
Um...
[beeps]
I think you're right.
There is something wrong with this government.
- I thought you were the government? - No.
I'm your friend.
And, right now, I have a hell of a lot more faith in you
than I do in them.
So, whatever you need...
I'm here.
Good.
That I can trust.
Come back tomorrow and we'll give you the real tour.
[President Baker] Ben.
I'm glad you made the second trip.
I really appreciate it.
Of course, Mr. President.
[President Baker chuckles]
A lot of things going on today. A lot of movin' parts.
Mmm. I can believe it, sir.
Of course you do. Belief,
loyalty.
It's important, hmm?
Maybe not to certain caped individuals.
See, I've been thinking, Ben,
I may not be able to deputize all of your Children of Liberty,
but I can deputize one.
How would you like to be my next Director of Alien Affairs?
What?
Wow.
Uh...
We could use a man like you.
A man who knows what he is.
[Kara] An asset to this administration.
It's unbelievable.
Yeah, the President is making some very strange decisions lately.
The Lockwood appointment,
the satellite...
- How do you... - Brainy told me.
We get brunch.
- Cute. - Yeah.
Yeah.
My instincts were all over the place on this one.
Didn't know which way was up.
Still not sure if I do. [sighs]
Yeah, I know the feeling,
I got this story I'm not sure if I should pursue myself.
[indistinct talking]
How'd you figure it out?
Examined my motives.
Made sure the decision I was making was for the right reasons.
And not the selfish ones.
I guess that's all we can do really, right?
Yeah.
Speaking of which, I've got another article to write.
Type fast.
Super-speed. [chuckles]
Mackenzie.
[inaudible]
Hey, um...
That source that you were mentioning,
do you think he'd be willing to speak on the record?
You all saw the exact same thing I did.
We need boots on the ground, not wingtips on a dais...
Gentlemen. Sorry, I didn't realize that we were meeting until...
My fault. Must have forgot.
These here are all the folks who've been holding the fort down in...
Well, let's see. Nor'east,
Carolinas, Gulf,
New Mexico. This is Ben Lockwood.
I'm sorry, is it Director Lockwood?
This kinda looks a lot like my mask, Coop.
Well, we're all Agent Liberty.
It's like you said, isn't it?
Doesn't matter who we are,
doesn't matter who leads.
- Sure... - Except I think it might!
Agent means you act.
And we're all feeling
like you're all talk.
No action.
The Children of Liberty need a leader who inspires them.
Someone strong and powerful.
[grunting]
[panting]
[inhales deeply]
Is anyone else entertaining a change in leadership?
No? Good.
Let's proceed.
[theme music playing]