[Dick] Previously on Titans...
[Conner] What am I?
You were the genetic material of two different people blended together.
- Lex Luthor. - And who else?
- [chuckles] Superman. - If they get me, what will they do to me?
[Mercy] We're doing it my way.
- I don't wanna leave you. - Go.
Don't use your powers, don't be a hero.
If I'm Robin, who are you?
That's a good question.
His name is Deathstroke. Old Titans business.
- That's Rose's father? - He killed my brother.
I'm Dick.
[Rose] Said big brother fell in with the wrong crowd.
[Dick] I'm training them to be a better version of us.
[Donna] But there's ghosts in this place.
Do they even know what happened last time?
[Donna] Garth!
[Dawn] Reopening this tower was a mistake.
How many people have to die for you to realize that?
[Dick] You want revenge for what happened, you can have me.
Say goodbye to your friend.
[Dick] No!
- [Jason] I don't know how to thank you. - [gun firing]
- [gasping] - This guy just saved my life.
[Jason screaming]
No!
[Bruce] They say the suit makes the man.
In your case, I guess it would be a... memorial urn.
A whole life reduced to a decorative can of ash.
But you're not sentimental, are you?
[chuckles]
When you walk away from a job, you really walk away.
Let things go, let, ooh, people... go.
I guess you figured one less Robin in the world wouldn't hurt.
Or maybe you had another idea. Let me guess.
You were gonna trade your life for Jason's.
Noble.
And fuckin' stupid.
You thought Deathstroke wanted you?
Guess what, precious? He wants everybody but you.
At least for now.
You were supposed to protect these kids.
That's why I sent Jason to you. You were supposed to make him right.
Instead, you hurt him, you ostracized him, humiliated him.
You lied to him.
Not the florid lies you told in grade school. This was, uh...
more insidious.
A lie of... omission.
This blood feud between you and Deathstroke...
you just let Jason walk right into the middle of it.
Psst. Hey.
You know what this is really about?
[door opens]
[Dawn] Dick?
You okay?
Yeah.
I can't say the same about the kid who saved Jason.
I thought you patched him up.
I did the best I could, considering. But there are complications.
You might wanna come take a look.
[theme music playing]
[monitor beeping]
[Dick] Is he stable?
For the moment.
Whatever they shot him with left something behind.
Some sort of toxin.
Maybe we should take him to a hospital.
[Bruce] Genius. A nice, quiet place where they can finish him off.
The boy has special abilities.
Yeah, I think he's safest here.
Okay.
[Dawn] And I think you should call Bruce.
He catalogues these things. He might know who he is.
Hello?
Hey, Dick.
Oh, sure, I can look the kid up.
Hey, I just realized what your special skill is,
the thing that makes you the natural leader in this group.
You're the only one with my phone number.
[Kory] Dick?
- I'll call Bruce. - Good. You check on Jason?
On my way.
- [heavy metal music playing] - [grunting]
- You all right? - All good.
[Bruce] Of course he's all right.
Fifteen stories of free-falling probably did him good.
It's past midnight. You should probably take it easy.
I don't want to take it easy. I feel good.
[Bruce] More people should drop their problem children off buildings.
It clarifies the mind and body.
That was quite the fall you took.
[Jason] Yeah, it was hellacious.
How'd it look from your angle?
Scary.
Well, good thing Conner was there.
I'm sorry.
[Bruce] That should do it. "Sorry" always makes things right.
[Jason panting]
[Bruce] Ah...
rest will fix him.
Then a team of shrinks, maybe some meds.
Uppers, downers, in-betweens.
Kid'll be right as rain.
- You sure you're all right? - [Jason] Man, cut the crap.
Why don't you say what you really want to say, huh?
That all this is my fucking fault for going out there alone.
No.
I don't think that.
[Bruce] The master of understatement.
Rest up.
[Bruce] Well done.
You can check that off the list.
[grunting]
[Hank] What's with the Houdini act?
- What? - Out there with Deathstroke.
You disappear and leave us in the dark.
[Bruce] Houdini is flattering. Houdini was not suicidal.
There's no egg fried rice?
[Dawn] You go off by yourself with nobody to trade?
No backup?
Can we not do this now?
Now is working for me.
[sighs] I fucked up.
- No shit. - [Bruce] No shit.
[Hank] Is there...
Is there something you're not telling us?
Bastard's clever, too.
No wonder Dawn made the trade.
I always imagined it was a lateral move, but now I see it's an upgrade.
Something to do with Deathstroke, maybe?
There's nothing.
It was just a tactical error.
Military speak for when you're bald-faced lying.
You take note, kids.
- [Dick] I'll take care of it. - Everything else has gone so well.
- [Dawn] Where are you going? - Be back later.
People were just shooting at us and you're gonna go out?
It's nothing to worry about, kids.
Just a mild psychic split.
Anybody need anything? Milk? Eggs?
Body bags?
- [water running] - [Kory humming]
[Kory gasps]
[speaking Kryptonian]
[Kory grunts]
[both speaking Kryptonian]
- [Dawn] Kory. - [Kory exhales heavily]
- What did you say? - Let go of my damn arm.
He's from Tamaran?
No, Kryptonian. It's a dead language.
[groans]
Which also explains this IV.
I couldn't get it in. His skin is completely impenetrable.
[softly] Where's Eve?
Where's Eve? Where's Eve?
He's saying "Eve."
Who the hell is Eve?
[door opening]
[Mercy] I'm thinking of teaching him to do a new trick.
How about "play dead"?
- [Eve] Where is he? - Subject 13?
It's dead.
Mmm... almost dead.
I suppose by now the Kryptonite should have done its job.
[stammers]
- You don't have him? - Luthor considers it another write-off.
On to Subject 14.
You just... left him to die?
If you'd just brought it back to us as instructed,
all of this could have been avoided.
Assemble another team. Bring him back here.
If I just have another couple of hours with him in the lab...
It's over. Subject 13 has been terminated.
And so have you.
Mr. Luthor wants you off the premises within the hour.
Let's have your party pass.
[scoffs]
Have you considered that this might all be for the best?
No, Mercy. I haven't.
Think about it.
A thing made from even a little of Lex Luthor's DNA... that's super?
Have you met our boss?
There's no good end to that story.
The world's better off without it.
Conner.
What?
He's a person. He has a name. His name is Conner.
I swear to God, bald is sexy.
You will literally do anything for a promotion, won't you?
Why so judgy?
- [Eve] Oh, my God! - [scientist] Oh!
[Eve] I'm so sorry.
- [rock music playing on radio] - [door opens]
[door closes]
Dick Grayson.
- Back from the abyss. - Hi, Benny.
Heard you were in Detroit. What's it been? Six, seven years?
- [Bruce] Five years. - [Dick] Can't remember.
It's been five. You remember it perfectly.
I need information.
Um, I don't do that anymore, man.
No weapons, no hookups, no cop-talk.
- What's that on your waist? - [Benny chuckles]
The rest of the neighborhood hasn't gotten that memo, that's all.
I'm looking for a shooter. Guy by the name of Slade Wilson.
[exclaims]
The last time I saw Slade was down at the Peninsula gun range.
[Bruce] How desperate you are to cauterize your little secret, huh?
Hide your little "boo-boo."
It's too bad Alfred isn't here to fix it.
"Oh... oh, somebody has a nasty splinter.
I'm sorry, Master Grayson, but that's going to have to come out.
Let me get the tweezers."
[Benny] Sprinkles. Just how you like 'em.
Slade doesn't do gun ranges. Don't lie to me, Benny.
Why don't you stick his head in the deep-fryer, huh?
Smash his head on the counter? I mean, in for a penny, in for a pound.
Shut the fuck up.
He speaks.
Talk to me.
Okay, look, Slade retired maybe six or seven years ago.
Five years. Why does nobody remember that?
What about his handler, Wintergreen?
I don't know.
- [Dick grunts] - [Benny groans]
- Hey, come on, man! - Happy?
Now you're cooking, baby!
[groans] Okay, okay!
[panting]
He dates these sisters. Twins.
Used to, anyway. One of them OD'd.
But the other one runs the Scarlet Rose on Harbor.
- What's her name? - Mati.
Mati Matisse.
- Sounds made-up. - Sounds made-up.
Because it is!
Keeping this.
Hey, no guns.
Deathstroke's a gun guy.
Thanks, Benny.
[door opens]
[door closes]
What the fuck?
- [heavy metal music playing] - [wind rushing]
[Dick's voice echoing] Jason!
No!
[loud knocking on door]
[music stops]
What the fuck you listening to?
- Can I come in? - No.
Wow.
What?
I know the look.
He did a number on you.
- You can leave now. - Really?
You made it out alive from my dad.
- I thought you'd be... - What?
Tougher.
You know, your friends act like you're some kind of fuckup,
but you're the only one actually doing anything.
The rest of them just argue with each other.
You tried to stop my father. They didn't do shit.
Dick did what he could.
Really? 'Cause I heard he dropped you from a skyscraper.
- Not his fault. - Not yours, either.
You got any music with an actual beat?
- Look, I don't want to be an asshole... - Then, don't.
I know my dad tried to kill you.
Your friends tried to kill me,
and that was after they tried to trade me for Deathstroke.
So call us even.
God, what is up with everyone here, anyways?
You people need some kind of super shrink to deal with all your problems.
[chuckles]
That would mean talking about them.
Not our strong suit.
[scoffs]
You're the only person worth talking to in this place.
You're still out of your mind, but...
I understand it.
Did you...
Did you just say something nice in that?
Yeah, I'm pretty sure you said something nice.
[Rose] Don't make it weird.
So...
you kicking me out?
I was trying to.
But now you want to see where this is going.
Admit it.
So do I.
So, how about I DJ for a bit?
Up to you.
Just don't scratch my vinyl.
[laughs softly]
[door unlocking]
[Krypto whines softly]
[keypad beeping]
[door locking]
Okay, boy. I need you to help me find him.
[beeping]
[alarm blaring]
[Krypto whines]
Come on, boy, let's make this fast.
Fuck! Fuck, fuck!
- Okay. I'm gonna need your help with this. - [Krypto growls softly]
Do that weird laser eye thing that you do.
Come on, boy!
Ahh!
Yes!
- [Krypto barks] - [guard] Hold it right there, Dr. Watson!
- Don't move. - Come on, go!
[Eve yelps]
[sensual trip-hop playing]
[crowd applauding and cheering]
[MC] Now coming to the stage, Pastel Supernova and Sweet Rosie-May.
You wanna buy me a drink?
[chuckles]
Mati? Mati Matisse?
[jazz music playing]
Hi.
You're at the wrong table, Creamsicle. This one is mine.
I was hoping we could share.
Tempting...
but I'm not in the mood.
[crowd hooting and whistling]
I think we could be friends.
Friends need a reason.
A common goal or a condition.
Or a common enemy.
I'm sorry about your sister.
You knew Christy?
But I know Wintergreen.
Let's not say that name tonight.
I heard you were with him... Both of you.
He makes my skin crawl.
He killed Christy, or she let him.
I need to find him.
- [crowd cheering] - [jazz music climaxing]
[Bruce] Come on, Boy Wonder. This is your show.
The whole night is about you.
Saving your ass. Chasing your ghosts.
Let's see what you got.
Amazing, aren't they?
Who?
Look, I need your help.
Why would I do that?
Because once he gives me what I want, he'll be gone.
You some kind of hero?
Something like that.
My sister would've liked you.
He's at the Davis Hotel.
Which room?
The top.
[jazz music continues]
[crowd cheering and applauding]
[pop music playing]
♪ I'm good, I'm good, I'm great ♪
♪ Know it's been a while Now I'm mixing up the drank ♪
♪ I just need a girl Who gon' really understand ♪
♪ I'm good, I'm good, I'm great ♪
♪ Know it's been a while Now I'm mixing up the drank ♪
♪ I just need a girl Who gon' really understand ♪
Hey. Earth to Major Tom. Snap out of it.
♪ And I've seen her get richer On the pole ♪
♪ I've seen her, I knew she had to know ♪
♪ I've seen her take down that... ♪
Batman teach you how to dance?
I don't dance.
Come on.
Deathstroke messed with my head, too.
Doesn't mean you can't dance.
It's just like fighting...
without the blood.
♪ Woke up by a girl I don't even know her name ♪
♪ Got up, thank the Lord for the day ♪
♪ Woke up by a girl I don't even know her name ♪
♪ I'm good, I'm good, I'm great ♪
♪ Know it's been a while Now I'm mixing up the drank ♪
[Jason] Fuck.
Look, I'm sorry. Don't hit me.
[Rose] It's a thing that happened.
Don't get stupid about it and it might happen again.
[whispers] Okay.
What?
The fuck you doing with my brother's record?
You have a brother?
I did.
This is his. This is his handwriting.
How the fuck did it get here?
They're Dick's. I borrowed them.
- Okay, maybe he bought them secondhand. - Bullshit.
You guys playing me?
- What am I, bait? - What are you talking about, Rose?
Don't fucking lie to me! This is my dead brother's shit.
Did you use him to get to Deathstroke? And you're using me, too?
Rose, calm down, okay? What are you talking about?
Deathstroke killed my brother.
Rumor was he fell in with the wrong crowd, people who used him to get to my dad.
Sound familiar?
If this record is here, then my brother was here.
Dick knew him and he never told me!
You know what? Fuck him!
- Fuck all of you! - Rose!
Rose, wait!
Fuck.
[sighs]
[Bruce] This doesn't feel right and you know it.
What are we really doing?
Finding Deathstroke.
Then what?
Bury him.
You mean so you can bury your secret.
We all played our part.
Yeah, but yours was a featured role.
[beeping]
Hey, get out of here.
Hey, scat!
Where's Slade?
[chuckles softly]
I'm not sure which one's crazier.
You or him.
[scoffs]
[gun cocks]
[Bruce] Pretty sure you win, Dick.
Where is he?
You've hit a dead end.
- Next round's in the stomach. - I know.
The thing is, I'm a middleman, a buffer...
a safety zone between guys like you and Slade.
So kill me if you want,
but I didn't get this job 'cause I'm personable.
I got this job 'cause I hold the line.
How long has it been since that went down with you and Slade?
- [Bruce] Oh, please, God. - Five years.
Thank you.
You crossed the line, man. Used the man's family.
- Even I wouldn't I do that. - Dick.
- The fuck is he? - [Bruce] These guys are playing you.
You should get back to the Tower.
- Back to where you're needed. - Stop.
- Stop fucking talking. - Are you all right?
[groans]
You kill him, then Slade, then who?
Who else you gotta kill to keep this secret?
[Dick sighs]
[Bruce] And I'm the one with the anger issues?
What now, genius?
Come on.
- What say we... - [phone vibrating]
Hello?
[Deathstroke] 123 Lakeland.
What?
You'll remember it when you see it.
[phone clicks]
Deathstroke again, huh? Let me guess.
We have a date.
Uh, I need chives.
Chives coming right up.
Did you take this from my dresser?
No.
Somebody did.
Somebody's fucking with us.
- Bad timing? - [Dawn] Look at this.
This is our friend who Dr. Light killed.
Someone took it from my dresser and put it there for me to find.
There was a bottle of orange soda like the one Garth gave me
waiting on my bed this morning.
A bottle of bourbon for me.
Why didn't you tell me?
So, who's the asshole playing pranks?
[Dick echoing] Jason!
[monitor beeping]
[Kory] I don't know if you can hear me,
but you're one of the strongest people I've ever seen.
And I know, because I'm pretty strong, too.
Thing is, there's not much more I can do for you.
You're making me feel helpless...
and I hate feeling helpless.
So do me a favor, okay?
Don't die.
'Cause that will really piss me off.
[Gar] What did you say your name was?
My name is Eve Watson. Please let me in.
Look, I know this doesn't make any sense, but I was led here by a dog.
[on intercom] Is there someone named Conner there?
Let her up.
[keypad beeps]
[voice breaking] I am so sorry.
Save the apologies. Can you help him?
Maybe if I'd gotten here sooner,
but the Kryptonite poisoning has gone too far.
Seriously? Is that the best you got?
I am a scientist. I'm not God.
You just told me you created him.
You're the closest thing to God he has.
Half of his DNA is from a guy that lifts skyscrapers
and flies faster than the speed of light.
At least fucking try.
It's not about speed or strength, okay?
In order to save him, we would need a level of radiation
that can't be found on this Earth.
We would need to fly him to the sun. And we don't have time for that.
By now, in order to heal him, we would need to bring the sun here.
Well, why didn't you say so?
[Krypto whines inquisitively]
[Kory] All right, Eve, stay back. This may get a little crazy.
You ready?
- Uh... I hope so. - Rachel.
Yeah.
Obviously, I am fully confident.
Just contain me.
Let's do it.
[breathes deeply]
- [air rushing] - [rippling]
[flames igniting]
[softly] Holy shit.
[Conner gasping]
Well, hello, there.
[Kory chuckles]
Hi.
It's gonna take a while for the radiation to fully saturate your cells,
but you're gonna be okay.
[sighs heavily]
I'm sorry.
What for?
[voice breaking] You told me...
not to be a hero.
You have nothing to be sorry for.
Okay?
I mean, that advice I gave you, that was terrible!
The world is a much better place with you in it.
[stammers] What's gonna happen to you...
[stammers] Mo...
Say it.
Mom.
[chuckles]
I'm gonna be okay.
I'm going to get as far away from LexCorp as possible,
but I'm gonna be fine.
You're gonna need a few days of sleep to recover.
You rest.
My sweet boy.
[Krypto yips]
Hey, boy. [laughs]
[chuckles]
[motorcycle approaching]
You really want to be back here?
[Dick] Where is he?
[Bruce] He's feeding on your guilt.
Like a spider.
He's lured you away from where you need to be...
who you need to protect.
[Dick] He killed my friend.
Nearly killed Jason. He has to be stopped.
Very heroic of you. Except...
you don't give a shit.
[scoffs]
- You don't know. - But I do.
I know everything.
That's why you brought me.
Just like I know why you keep sneaking off on these solo runs.
Just like you did five years ago.
You have blood on your hands.
Not just me.
But you have more, son.
Blood only you and Slade know about.
You're afraid of the dark.
Always have been.
Even as a little boy, the great chasm of silence.
The coldness of isolation.
You're afraid if the others know your secret, they'll leave you.
And you'll be alone again.
And they may.
They don't need to know.
What difference does it make?
It's done. It's in the past. It's behind me.
But it's not.
It's got to come out.
God damn it!
Can you leave me alone?
You know how to get rid of me.
You've known the whole time.
I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
Of course you do, son.
You always have.
You just have to tell the truth.
[sighs]
It's too hard.
[sighs deeply]
[Bruce] He left those for you.
Go home, Dick.
Seems like one way or another, the monster has been in the tower all along.
[door closes]
- [engine revving] - [tires screech]
[glass shatters]
[Dick echoing] Jason!
No!
Jason!
[Rachel] How fucked up are you?
All you do is give people reasons to hate you.
[Jason] I don't know what you're talking about.
The crosses on my mirror.
I still don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
[distorting] Don't fucking lie to me!
I'm sick of this shit.
[Rachel] Fuck!
Don't fucking walk away from me!
- [Dawn] Whoa, what's happening here? - Jason drew crucifixes all over my mirror.
Bullshit!
Jason, it's okay if you're angry...
I didn't do shit, okay? Don't blame me for her voodoo issues.
[Donna] What's all the drama about?
Somebody drew crosses on Rachel's mirror
- and she thinks Jason did it. - [Rachel] I know he did it.
[Hank] Cute idea with the bourbon bottle.
Not my type, though. I'm more of a sour mash guy.
You ever go in my room and pull that shit again,
I'll forget what team you're on.
Why, Jason?
Look, I don't know what happened, guys, but I didn't do it.
- What about the picture of Ellis? - The orange soda bottle?
- [Rachel] He did it to you guys, too? - Fuck this.
Hey, we're not done here, kid!
You people are insane.
[scoffs]
I'd rather be with Deathstroke than you assholes.
You think everything's my fault.
[elevator beeps]
[whispers] He's here.
[Hank] What?
Deathstroke, here in the Tower.
He took pictures of all of us.
Can't a guy sleep in?
[Hank] Dick? Talk to me.
What's with the gun?
[Bruce] Psst. Yoo-hoo.
There's somebody missing.
Jason.
- [door opens] - [Dick] Jason!
[door closes]
I keep falling.
You're okay.
No.
[voice breaking] It won't stop.
- Listen... - Bruce wasn't the first one, you know...
who tried to help me.
I can make a list. Relatives, teachers, cops.
You.
Nobody's been up to the task, Dick.
I got a poison in me.
Shit spreads. It can affect even the healthiest people.
Why don't you just step away?
No.
[Dick] Step away from the ledge, Jason.
We'll just sit up here quietly...
together.
[Jason] I fucked it all up.
Coming here.
You know, it's happened before.
I once spent two nights in juvie and four fucking people died.
[exclaims softly]
It follows me like a curse.
Nothing's following you.
I'm the reason they all hate each other.
The reason that kid got shot. The reason this place won't work.
[exhales heavily]
But I can fix it.
Remove the poison.
Jason. Wait.
Can I tell you something?
Something I've never told anyone.
It's not you.
You're not the poison.
It's me.
It's my fault.
It's this secret that's making us all sick.
My secret.
I caused all of this.
I did something...
five years ago.
Something unforgivable.
I killed Deathstroke's son.
["Under the Milky Way" by The Church playing]
♪ Sometimes, when this place Gets kind of empty ♪
♪ Sound of their breath Fades with the light ♪
♪ I think about the loveless fascination ♪
♪ Under the Milky Way tonight ♪
♪ Lower the curtain down on Memphis ♪
♪ Lower the curtain down, all right ♪
♪ I got no time for private consultation ♪
♪ Under the Milky Way tonight ♪
♪ Wish I knew what you were looking for ♪
♪ Might have known what you would find ♪
♪ And it's something quite peculiar... ♪