As she takes a look out one of the facility’s windows, Fish Mooney notices something: a helicopter. Not only that, this helicopter might be able to transport her to a nearby piece of civilization. She makes her rounds as manager, greeting transplant patients and addressing their needs, and then heads outside to take a better look at the helicopter. An alarm blares as she exits the facility and as soon as she approaches the bird, a Jeep full of armed guards pulls up. The guard wearing Indiana Jones’ hat emerges as the leader. He tells Fish that she’s not supposed to be outside, even if she is the doctor’s new assistant, and he’s the guy who catches the poor souls who try to escape (and who aren’t killed by the churning waves surrounding the island). Fish tells The Catcher she’s heard a lot about him and apologizes for being outside and he’s like, “Just don’t do it again or I’m going to be forced to kill you.”
Bruce is having a lunch date with Jim, but it’s not just a social call. Jim asks him if he is helping covering up the identity of the person who stabbed Alfred, but Bruce denies it. He seems to be compartmentalizing the woes he would normally bring to Jim or the GCPD after they failed to nab his parent’s killers, so he’s fixated on bread thickness and sandwich quality. Jim tries to convince Bruce to stay out of “whatever Alfred’s planning” to do to the person who stabbed him, but it’s clear Bruce isn’t going to be swayed but just Jim’s opinion.
Over at the GCPD headquarters, Officer Len Moore lays the flattery and charm on thick as he fills Jim in on a cold case. Grace Fairchild was stabbed to death and the detectives on the case dumped the case when they couldn’t get anywhere. Jim says he’s got a full plate but Len insists, saying that Grace’s family deserves justice. But it isn’t until Len tells Jim that when he and some of his younger cop buddies grow up they want to be just like Jim Gordon and help clean up Gotham that Jim agrees to take the case.
Jim visits Lee to pick her up for a dinner date and she asks about his new case. Jim gives her the highlights of the case: Grace had been reported missing four months before her dead body was found, the last person to hear from her was Grace’s mother, and she was supposed to be going to a bar in the South Village but there are no leads as to which one. Lee, always full of helpful information, lives in the South Village and tips Jim off to the reemergence of speakeasies in her neighborhood and implores him to catch the “monster” who killed Grace – who could have been her friend, they were so close in age! – so gruesomely.
Fish visits her old pal Kelly in the lower level of the facility, who is probably suffering an infection from the unauthorized organ harvesting he suffered. He’s (justifiably) wary of Fish, but she tells him, very confidentially, that she has a plan to escape and he’s all ears.
Back at Wayne Manor, Alfred is prepping to go look for Reggie in all of Gotham’s shooting galleries, because that’s practical. He’s looking very unsteady, using Bruce’s desk for support, and Bruce tells Alfred that he is in no condition to conduct such a search by himself. Bruce says that he will accompany Alfred and just as he begins to protest, Alfred begins to bleed again in earnest from his stab wound.
Our dear Penguin wants to buy a bar. So he’s speaking with Lydia to try to convince her to take his offer to come on as a silent partner, but Lydia’s like, “EFF OFF!” Penguin insists that his interest in her bar is totally above board (ha!) and that if she doesn’t want money, surely there’s something he can do for/offer her instead?
Lydia: My granddaughter, Antonia, is beautiful, virtuous. An angel. And she’s been seduced by a silver-tongued guitar player. Lucifer himself.
Penguin: A tragedy.
Lydia: You make her come home and I’ll consider your offer.
Penguin: Madame, she will be home for Sunday mass. You have my word.
Gabe, Penguin’s protection, thinks the bar is worthless, but Penguin knows a diamond in the rough when he sees one.
Meanwhile, Jim is trying to convince Bullock to help him investigate Grace Fairchild’s murder and Bullock is balking at the idea of working more. Bullock thinks Jim only wants to take this case to further prove that he’s a super cop, but Nygma actually has new information about the case. He’s found four speakeasies with liquor licenses in the South Village that the original detectives missed, giving Jim his only solid leads. Jim asks Nygma to try to locate a missing piece of evidence from the case, item 3A, and Nygma enthusiastically enlists to find it. After one last (weak) statement of protest, Bullock agrees to help Jim.
Fish has included five of the big guys imprisoned at the facility in her escape plan. She tells them that she’s going to need stone-cold killers, not whipped-ass victims, to help her get off the island, and plans to use a boat on the shore to take the six of them to the mainland. One of them isn’t impressed, though.
Big Guy #1: A boat? Pfft.
Fish: Do you have a better idea?
Big Guy #1: I heard a chopper land the other day. Why don’t we fly outta here?
Fish: Do any of you know how to fly a helicopter? … … I didn’t think so.
Bullock complains about all the legwork he’s having to do as he and Jim enter the last of the four uncanvassed speakeasies. This time, the bartender recognizes Grace and remembers having a conversation with her. She says Grace’s date was hot and classy, and we flash back to the evening in question. Grace and her date have drinks and she asks why the hell he’s still single. He says what he’s looking for frightens people.
Guy: It’s nothing weird.
Grace: Well, what then?
Guy: What I’m looking for is unconditional love. Unconditional, real, intense love.
Grace buys the line and goes home with him. As he hangs up their coats, we get a peek into a closet, filled with large metal handcuffs, chains, and a literal ball and chain. Grace continues to flirt, completely oblivious to the danger she’s in, and the guy is pleased she’s so willing to stay. Back at the bar, Bullock gives the bartender his card in case the guy comes back in and Jim is even more determined to solve the case.
Bruce writes down the addresses of three gun ranges as Alfred sleeps on the couch and ventures out into the city alone. He visits Polk Gun Range first – just as Penguin happens by. Bruce is buzzed in and Penguin enters another building for an interrogation. Gabe has trapped the silver-tongued guitar player with a bike lock to a large pillar, but the guitar player refuses to leave Antonia. Shooting him is a dumb idea, so Penguin, knowing that guitar players live or die by their fingers, gives Gabe some pliers and orders him to “lose” the guitar players fingers (we even get to see one of them fall off!). That’s one way to ruin someone’s livelihood!
And in the ME’s office, Lee gets a visit from Jim and Bullock just after she finished Grace Fairchild’s autopsy. She says the results were a little strange.
Lee: She was missing for over four months. Usually with this kind of abduction, there’s a lot of trauma and abuse to the body, but not this time. Other than the stab wounds to her heart and her throat, her body is mostly pristine.
Bullock: That doesn’t add up, unless… You ever consider she ran off on her own? That her going missing has nothing to do with her murder?
Lee: The findings would certainly support that.
Jim: Maybe. No. No, Fairchild had a good job. a mortgage. Hell, she called her mother the night she went missing. No, she didn’t run away, she was taken. And whoever took her kept her locked away till he was good and ready, and then he killed her. I know it.
We flash back to the morning after Grace met the guy in the speakeasy and the guy has prepared a lovely breakfast. Grace emerges from the bedroom and he offers some plans for the day, but Grace says she’s already running late for work meetings. He tells her to reschedule, which she says she can’t do, but she’d like to see him again. He at least wants her to have some breakfast, but she insists that she has to go, but he won’t let her hand go. Jason grabs her wrist and tells her that, no, she doesn’t have to go.
On Captivity Island, Fish slips into Dulmacher’s office after he leaves and her manicure is still impeccable. She looks in his desk, finds two keys labelled 024 and 050, respectively, and pockets them. Just as she’s about to leave, Dulmacher returns to find her standing in his office. She picks up a letter opener off his desk and tells him that she was looking for supplies. He rightfully predicts that she was trying to escape and pulls a gun on her. He says he’ll shoot her in the stomach if she doesn’t tell the truth, so she comes clean (so to speak).
Fish: Every night when I close my eyes I pray to God that nightmare doesn’t come. That living, breathing man, stitched together with arms and legs that weren’t his. That nightmare you created. I’ve face dangerous men, but none like you, Dollmaker.
Dulmacher: So you’d rather take your own life than end up as one of my creations?
Dulmacher: Well, Miss Mooney, try something like this again and your nightmare will come true. I will bring you back from the dead if I have to, and make you into something the world has never seen. Was there something else?
Back in the rougher parts of Gotham, Bruce is being eyeballed by every sketchy person on the street and runs into Cat. He tells her that he’s looking for Reggie, but he couldn’t find him at any gun ranges. Cat lets him know that when Alfred said Reggie would be at a “shooting gallery” it wasn’t the literal kind and the two head off in the right direction.
Lydia has Antonia back, and she’s bawling her eyes out. She has only so much sympathy and backhands Antonia, telling her to go clean herself up. And Penguin arrives wanting to discuss terms.
And Nygma has found a photocopy of item 3A: a painting of a broken heart. Bullock is shaken up by this because he’s seen it before; this guy is a serial killer. And we flash back to Jason and Grace having dinner. She sits in handcuffs and they make strained conversation. She apologizes for the undercooked lamb, and after a taste he agrees. Grace begins to whimper as she apologizes again, which ticks Jason off. He doesn’t think he and Grace are going to work out. It’s not Grace, it’s him (NO SHIT). He blindfolds her and chains her with her arms above her head, taking a Polaroid to add to his collection (there are already a dozen photos), and he chooses a weapon to get started.
Gabe wants to know why Penguin wants Lydia’s bar so badly and, with a photo of Maroni in the background, Penguin explains that his motivation is simple, really: this is where he’s going to kill Don Maroni.
Fish absconds to the basement prison to gather the troops for the escape. She takes them to the side door she used earlier and lays out the plan.
Fish: As soon as this door opens, an alarm will go off and we will not have much time.
Clint: What about the gate?
Fish: Unlocked last night. Take these keys and get the boat started as soon as you get there. I’m coming but I need to go get Kelly. Call me sentimental, but I cannot leave him here. And you better not leave me.
The five guys run toward the boat and Fish goes back to the basement. Dulmacher cuts her off and tells her he warned her about trying to escape. The rest of the prisoners exit the cell and beat the pulp out of Dulmacher and prepare to leave with her, holding hands like kindergarteners. The group of five reach the gate and find it locked: Fish set them up as a distraction and has led the other prisoners to the chopper. Surprise of all surprises, she can fly it! Just as she lifts off The Catcher puts a well-trained bullet in her side and she fights through the pain and blood loss to keep the helicopter in the air.
Bullock fills Jim in on Jason’s serial killing MO.
Bullock: He abducts young, single, attractive women and he keeps them, sometimes for weeks, sometimes for months. Then he dumps their bodies around Gotham.
Jim: How many has he killed?
Bullock: A dozen, maybe more. Every time he kills he leaves a broken heart at the crime scene. It’s his calling card.
Jim: So who is he?
Bullock: No one knows. Thinking is, he’s educated, decent looking, rich. But that’s just a profile. Some of the guys call him the Don Juan Killer. Most call him The Ogre.
Jim: Why haven’t I heard about this guy before?
Bullock: It’s the GCPD’s dirty little secret. Only a handful of senior detectives know anything about this guy and they aren’t leaking it to the press because The Ogre retaliates against any cop who investigates him. He kills the people they love. He hasn’t been caught yet because no one’s been stupid enough to investigate.
Jim: Until I came along.
Bullock: How did you catch this again?
Jim: A fellow officer asked me to look into it.
Bullock: Who? Which one?
Good questions! In some dilapidated warehouse, Bruce and Cat find Reggie and Bruce learns about heroin “shooting galleries.” Bruce wants to know who sent Reggie to his house and, to make him talk, Cat holds his stash out the window, threatening to dump it. So Reggie spills: he says he never meant to stab Alfred, but he caught him stealing Bruce’s documents. Bruce strong arms Reggie some more, and Reggie warns Bruce that he shouldn’t deal with these people, that he should leave it to Alfred. He tells him a woman named Mathis and a man named Bunderslaw are the ones who hired him, and he dealt with Bunderslaw directly. Bunderslaw wanted to know what Bruce knew, and he was scared enough to hire Reggie to infiltrate Wayne Manor and steal evidence. Bruce tells Cat to give Reggie back his drugs, but Cat drops them out the window anyway. So Reggie claps back.
Reggie: Don’t patronize me! I may have vices, yeah, but I’m a professional. You want me to tell Bunderslaw that you’re onto him? Because he’ll come after you. And there’s nothing that you can do to stop him. You’re just silly little children. I’m gonna tell on you.
Reggie spots the drugs dropped just on the sill outside and reaches out the window for them, and Bruce spots an opportunity to commit his first murder. He decides not to, but Cat’s like, “You’re not telling on us!” and pushes Reggie out the window. Bruce takes a look outside and sees Reggie’s body on the ground below, blood pooling rapidly around his head.
And back in the locker room/cop interrogation hot spot, Bullock and Jim are hemming up Len Moore, who spills easily, tells them that he was ordered by Commissioner Loeb to convince Jim to take Grace Fairchild’s case. He said Loeb told him all the sweet things that Jim would want to hear to make him want to take the case, and he didn’t have a choice because Loeb has all of the dirt. Jim is upset that he’s been hoodwinked into this and is worried about Lee. Bullock tries to convince Jim to simply drop the investigation if he wants to protect her, but Jim can’t let a serial killer keep killing. He calls Lee and leaves an urgent message, then spots Loeb across the room and boy is he pissed.
Jim: You! You son of a bitch! You set me up!
Loeb: Detective, I don’t know what you think –
Jim: Don’t talk, listen. I tried to work with you. But now you crossed a line. You come after the one I love. From here on, we’re playing my way. No more games, no more deals. I’m going to find The Ogre and I’m going to put him behind bars. And when I’ve done that, I’m coming after you, Commissioner. You’re done.
The Questions: Will Bruce be pissed that Cat’s a killer? How exactly is Penguin planning to kill Maroni? Did Fish and her merry band of escapees make it to safety? And…will she survive? (I don’t want an answer to that last one.)