Season 4.5 Episode 11
Manchester gave Winn an impatient look. "You hear those sirens? Now unless you want to explain how Bombshell ended up knocked the fuck out in your registered hotel room, give me a hand here."
"Ah, shit," Winn realized and then helped move the very heavy Bombshell out of the hotel and into the truck of Manchester's rental car.
The two then drove off before the cops arrived. "What if she wakes up?" Winn asked fearfully.
"Then, we're fucked," Manchester said unconcernedly.
"So, what are you? A terrorist?" Winn asked him.
"Independent contractor. I helped terrorize the IRA terrorists. I showed them some British muscle," Manchester said recalling the days.
"But you're black," Winn said confused.
"Just because I'm black doesn't make me any less of a patriot or less of a subject of HER MAJESTY!" Manchester exploded on him.
"Alright," Winn surrendered.
"I'm sorry, lad. I just get the question a lot. People say I should fight my own country because of our past imperialist history and how the government committed atrocities all over Africa and whatnot," Manchester said.
"Right," Winn said still confused.
"But you know what? If not for Britain, I'd be one of those National Geographic kids starving and dying in some shit-hole. Britain gave me an education, health care, a job, etc. The White Man has been...so good to me," Manchester said wiping away a tear as he got emotional.
"Sure," Winn allowed. "You know, I think you should just pull over and let me out."
"She knows who you are," Manchester pointed out.
"I'll just leave the planet," Winn figured.
"Empty-handed? Come on, mate. You're already giving me the impression you're a pussy. This is your chance to be bold," Manchester said unimpressed.
"That's not fair. I've experienced a lot of fucked-up things," Winn said defensively.
"And yet, you never change," Manchester observed.
"Alright, fine. No going back until I get what I came for," Winn said resolved.
"Fuck yeah," Manchester smiled giving Winn a fist bump. "I know a guy. He'll know what to do."
Manchester reached his safe house by morning and pounded on the door. Hank opened the door and smiled. "My man," he said giving Manchester a secret handshake. "Winn? What the fuck are you doing with this cat?"
"Hank? You're with him?" Winn asked incredulously.
"We go way back," Hank said. "Come on inside before someone sees all of us together."
Hank led them inside the safehouse where guns, ammunition, and explosives were all over the place. Hank's ward, Ravager, was on her phone not paying attention to them. "So, what you got for me, Manchester?"
"I got a Supe in my trunk," Manchester replied nonchalantly.
"You fucking with me? Only one person in this universe is allowed to do that to me," Hank said referring to Kara.
"Nah, mate. Bombshell is my trunk knocked the fuck out," Manchester said.
"How did you manage to pull that off?" Hank asked curiously.
"Winn, here, zapped her with electricity. It's apparently her big weakness," Manchester said.
"How did you get mixed up in this?" Hank asked Winn.
"I went to see Lena about the Harun-El but she blew me off. So, I put a bug in her office. Bombshell found the bug and then found me," Winn said.
"Sloppy," Hank shook his head at Winn.
"I just needed a recording so I could tell Argo why I had failed," Winn said lamely.
"You're not going back to Argo until we get that Harun-El. I got you," Hank told him.
"Shouldn't we involve Supergirl in this? She's like invincible," Winn suggested.
"Shut you down, she's still in Latin America on her peace tour. She won't be coming back until the US government passes immigration reform," Hank said.
"That will, like,...never happen," Winn predicted.
"She's keeping true to her word," Hank shrugged.
"When has...she ever kept true to her word?" Winn scoffed.
Hank ignored Winn. "Let's go see her."
Hank, Manchester, and Winn opened the trunk and found Bombshell on the verge of waking up. Manchester took a TASER staff and shocked Bombshell hard until she was unconscious again. "They probably have a tracking chip on her somewhere. Take her inside before any more of them show up," Hank ordered.
"What's the plan?" Manchester asked.
"I got a room set up with tinfoil walls. It should scramble the signal and buy us some time. I could probably kick ass on one of these fools but not all seven," Hank said.
James, in A-Train uniform, strolled into Metropolis General with a camera crew following him. After blasting through Fiona, he had some work to do to regain the public's trust. He went to meet a bald girl with terminal cancer. "Here comes A-Train," James said enthusiastically as he entered the room. "I brought you something," he said giving her an A-Train action figure.
"Thanks," the girl said with low enthusiasm.
"Yeah!" James said giving the camera crew a thumbs up.
"I'm sorry. I asked for Bombshell," she said disappointedly.
"Bombshell is currently on an undercover mission, right now. But you got the A-Train, baby," James said to her.
"But my wish was to meet Bombshell. That was my only wish. She's my hero," the near-to-death cancer girl said sadly.
"Yeah, well, maybe she can swing by next week," James suggested.
The doctors shook their heads indicating she wouldn't last that long. "Well...shit," James realized. "Tell you what, I am the fastest man. You get better and I'll teach you to be just as fast."
"Really? You'll help me outrun cancer?" the girl asked skeptically.
"Yeah...," James said lamely.
Lena eyed James on live TV pissed-off with Brainiac 5 by her side in her office. "What a complete fuck-up. Where is Bombshell?" Lena demanded.
"She hasn't reported in and we can't find her tracker," Brainiac 5 answered.
"How is that possible?" Lena asked.
"Either the tracker has gone offline or whoever has her has found a way to block it," Brainiac 5 theorized.
"Or you're lying to me," Lena said crossly.
"Everything I'm telling you can be verified by your own people," Brainiac 5 assured her.
"She has a team-up with The Deep tomorrow evening. I need her back by then," Lena said urgently.
Annie walked the halls of the DEO skyscraper and ran into Red Hood. "Hi, we haven't properly met. I'm Starlight," Annie said brightly.
Red Hood gave her a dismissive stare and walked off ignoring her completely. "How are you settling in?" Brainiac 5 asked Annie.
"It's an adjustment," Annie admitted.
"We have...exciting news for you," Brainiac 5 said without emotion. "Your first patrol. A team-up, tomorrow night."
"That's great," Annie said oblivious that she was subbing in for the missing Bombshell.
"We will know where and when the bad guys are before your arrival. All you have to do is be at the right time and place in front of our cameras," Brainiac 5 said simply.
"Too easy," Annie said confidently.
"For you? Of course," Brainiac 5 smiled.
"Still, I want to do my own patrols," Annie insisted.
"This is for your own protection. What if you nab the wrong people?" Brainiac 5 told her.
"I don't really give a hoot," Annie replied.
"Yes but corporate does. If you want to remain on this team, you have to play by the rules," Brainiac 5 told her.
"Alright, I'll play ball," Annie agreed.
Manchester and Winn hauled Bombshell's heavy ass into a tin-foil room with a cage. Bombshell was placed in the cage and then the cage was electrified. "Alex Jones would love this room," Winn said dryly.
"What do you think?" Manchester asked Hank.
"Well, shit, her skin is heavily armored. We don't even know if there is flesh and bone underneath all that armor. It could be that her whole body is armored or maybe it's pure energy and we end up blowing up all of Metropolis with her," Hank considered.
"So, we just let her go?" Manchester asked.
Hank phased his hand through the cage and into Bombshell's body and then quickly snapped his hand back. "Yeah, definitely energy. The armored shell is keeping her energy from leaking out. We crack that armor, she becomes a nuke."
"Shit," Manchester said disappointedly.
"However, if we drain her of her energy then maybe we can weaken her to the point where it's safe to crack her open," Hank suggested.
"Wait, are we suggesting we kill her?" Winn asked aghast.
"Try to keep up," Hank rolled his eyes.
"If we let her go, the Supes will kill us," Manchester said.
"Maybe, we can strike a deal," Winn suggested. "Harun-El in return for Bombshell."
"Maybe," Hank considered.
At a track and field stadium, reporters gathered around Barry Allen, the Flash. "The race is coming up. How are you feeling?" the reporter asked him.
"Look, A-Train is fast but no one can beat...the Flash. Get it, I move as fast as a flash," Barry joked awkwardly.
"Right, when are you going to have your own movie?" the reporter asked.
"Well, it's in the works, so I hear. But I've got a successful TV series going six seasons strong, baby," Flash smiled.
"What about rumors you will be canceled after the sixth season?" the reporter asked.
"What? No. That's impossible," Flash scoffed. "I'd love to talk to you longer, but I have to go get brunch."
"There you have it, the current fast-speed champion of the world," the reporter smiled as Flash took off.
Lucy came into Lena's office in costume. "Superwoman, we have some issues. Bombshell is still missing, James has this big race, we have a new member of the Seven, and I'm dealing with those assholes on capital hill to bring meta-humans into the military. I have a lot on my plate, right now, and I don't need any more drama. You're the leader of this team," Lena said to her.
"Well, James is your boyfriend," Lucy pointed out bitterly.
"James has fucked us both over on numerous occasions. We have to work together on him," Lena said.
"Right," Lucy agreed.
"He has to win this race against the Flash. The Seven can't be some Justice League knock-off," Lena said forcefully.
"I've seen both of them. I think James is going to need more Harun-El for him to win," Lucy said.
"I know," Lena sighed.
"I've been wanting to get out there with the troops and kill some terrorists," Lucy said eagerly.
"You have to wait on that. Your brand is hope, baseball, America, and sunshine. You start brutally killing people and people will become scared of you. They'll think of you as Supergirl, someone without constraints or boundaries who does whatever the fuck she wants. The American people do not love Supergirl. They fear her," Lena said.
"Alright. What is our contingency plan if Supergirl tries to attack us?" Lucy asked.
"I have some tricks up my sleeves. Right now, she's still in Latin America. When she comes back, we have to be united," Lena said seriously. "Only together can we take her down if necessary."
As Hank and Manchester made sure Bombshell stayed under by shocking her continuously, Winn got a phone call from Argo using his special phone. "Hey, Thara," Winn said awkwardly.
"Do you have the Harun-El, yet?" she asked. "We were expecting you back by now."
"Well, I'm still working with Lena on that. You know how primitive humans can be with this stuff," Winn lied.
"Just make sure you get it. Our survival depends on it. Without it, the shield goes down and we run out of air, heat, water, food, and protection from radiation. We would all die horrible deaths," Thara said.
"I am well aware. I'm on it," Winn said.
"Give Kara my greetings," Thara said brightly.
"I will," Winn promised and then hung up.
Meanwhile, Hank was having a talk with a bummed out Manchester. "I heard what happened to your woman. It's fucked up. Almost as fucked up as my family being burned alive in a fire," Hank said sympathetically.
"It's just she was there and then she was gone," Manchester said brooding.
"It's quite the shock," Hank agreed. "But don't put all of this on James Olsen."
"Why not?" Manchester asked dangerously.
"He's just caught up in a corrupt system. It's systemic," Hank said.
"I don't know what the fuck that means," Manchester said honestly.
"It means the real person you want to get to is Lena Luthor," Hank said.
"Yeah," Manchester agreed. "I'm going to take my time tearing her world apart just like she took mine."
"That's the spirit," Hank said patting Manchester on the back.
That night, The Deep and Starlight teamed up to solve a crime in progress at the dock. "What a surprise? A water crime," Garth muttered.
"You seem...disgruntled," Annie detected.
"It's just they only call me when there is trouble at the dock. I can kick ass on land and in the sea," Garth said bitterly.
"You should just disobey orders and go fight crime in the city," Annie suggested.
"Maybe I will. Thanks," Garth said appreciatively. "So, what's the source of your power? Is it that ring?" Garth asked referring to her white ring.
"That's just a family ring," Annie said dismissively.
"Oh yeah, prove it," Garth challenged.
Annie took off the ring and then gave her hand to him. Garth took her hand and the two arm-wrestled for a moment. Annie's arm was like steel. Garth couldn't move her arm an inch. Annie smirked at him and then took his arm down nearly dislocating his shoulder.
"Damn, you're strong," Garth realized.
"Well...yeah," Annie said obviously and put her ring back on.
A suspicious van then arrived at the warehouse on the dock. "You take them from the front while I take them from behind," Garth said.
"I know that wasn't supposed to sound sexual but...," Annie giggled but Garth was already gone diving into the water for the cameras to see.
Annie casually went up to the front of the warehouse and confronted two drug dealers stuffing pills inside Superwoman dolls. "Hey, drugs are bad."
"The fuck?" the drug dealers wondered upon seeing her.
Annie blasted them both unconscious with intense beams of light. Two additional drug dealers tried to flee in the back. The doors opened revealing Garth. "Hey, boys," he smiled and then beat them both down easily.
Brainiac 5 was quickly on the scene with a camera crew. "Good work," he complimented Annie. "Stand over one of them and use your catchphrase."
"Sure," Annie said putting her boot on one of the men. "This is lit!" she said for the camera.
Alex heard a noise at her house and immediately went for her pistol. She left Kelly in the bed and cleared the house. "Congrats on the new career," Hank said phasing through the house.
"Jesus, Hank," Alex said putting her pistol down.
"I'm sorry about what happened to Connor. A real shame," Hank said sympathetically.
"Yeah, it was," Alex agreed still feeling the physical and emotional wounds from the ordeal.
"I understand you work for the CIA now as deputy director of internal operations," Hank said.
"Nothing gets past you. I'm done with the DEO and from the sound of it, Lena is doing a great job," Alex said.
"She sure is," Hank said sarcastically.
"Maybe our way wasn't the best way," Alex said to him.
"There is no 'best' way when it comes to our line of work. We strived to make the DEO independent of government and corporate intrusion. It was just the two of us," Hank said.
"Maybe just the two of us were wrong," Alex sighed.
"We got through five years together and one year on your own," Hank pointed out.
"You know what Kara told me, one day? She said that she's been going back and forth through time repeating the same timeline over-and-over again until things are set right. Who knows if this timeline is preserved. The fact is, we fucked up. I fucked up. We didn't save the world, because Kara is still here with us," Alex said.
"Kara is a perfectionist," Hank said dismissively.
"That's bullshit. She would allow a few thousand, maybe even a few million to die, and be fine with it. The reason she keeps coming back time-after-time is because billions die and the world ends as we know it," Alex doubted.
"Okay, fine, but Lena is going to fuck up, too. It's just a matter of time," Hank argued.
"Why are you here?" Alex asked impatiently.
"I need your files on Bombshell," Hank said vaguely.
"What the fuck for?" Alex wondered.
"She's a dangerous threat to world security. You know that. She has impenetrable armor and unlimited energy. She is a living nuke that could go off at any moment. She's not even human-looking anymore. How long do you think it will take before she goes crazy?" Hank asked her.
"You going to kill her?" Alex asked.
"No, I just want to know how to contain her. I got a brother in STAR labs that could possibly drain her of her power," Hank said.
"Fine, for old time's sake," Alex agreed.
At the L Tower, Lena hosted a party with big-shots for her Samaritan Purse charity towards helping starving African children. Lucy and Paula were present in costume talking to people about their accomplishments and ideas for the nation.
"That is what makes this country so great," Lucy said to a group.
Lena went to the bar to get a drink next to US Senator Rand Paul. "What can I get you, Senator?" Lena asked.
"I'm fine with Jack on the rocks," Sen. Paul smiled politely.
"Maybe I can get you something more expensive," Lena smiled.
"Whiskey is whiskey," Sen. Paul replied.
"Enjoying the party?" Lena asked.
"Miss Luthor, shut you down, no one is going to put Supes in national defense. It won't get out of committee, much less hit the floor," Sen. Paul said bluntly.
"God forbid we have an advantage in an armed conflict," Lena replied sarcastically.
"I trust the men and women in uniform. They got the discipline and they take orders. Your Supes can do whatever the hell they want. If one of your Supes crosses into North Korea, nukes will start flying," Sen. Paul said.
"Then one of my guys will catch them," Lena said confidently.
"I want to keep America out of these conflicts. Besides, my colleagues on both sides of the aisles are never going to outsource to you. They've got districts dependent on military bases and contracts. It's sad to say but it's true. You replace the US military with your Supes and millions will be out of work," Sen. Paul said.
"That sounds like a serious design flaw," Lena critiqued. "You are the holdout."
"To be honest with you, it scares the shit out of me to think of Supes on the front line," Sen. Paul said.
"Supergirl is burning down Latin American jungles killing scores of so-called terrorists on her own accord without congressional approval. Doesn't that scare the shit out of you?" Lena asked.
"It would...if I didn't have an already existing understanding with her," Sen. Paul smiled.
"Well, you are quite fortunate...to have an understanding with her," Lena sneered. "My heroes are loyal and patriotic. Superwoman is a God damn US Army officer."
"She resigned her commission to be a part of the Seven. She's no longer Army. She's yours. And you will always be a Luthor and everything that comes with it," Sen. Paul said and then walked off leaving Lena fuming.
Annie took a late-night stroll and found two guys about to rape a woman. "She said no," Annie advance on them.
"We're all friends here," the two guys laughed it off.
"Right," Annie smirked and then fired an instant beam of light at one of them blinding him. She then advanced on the other one taking hold of him and smashing his face through a car window knocking him out.
Before going to bed, Annie was confronted by Brainiac 5 in the woman's bathroom as she brushed her teeth. "We need to discuss something," he said interrupting her.
"You can't be in here," Annie protested.
"Does this make you more comfortable?" Brainiac 5 asked morphing his appearance to that of an Asian woman with long black hair.
"Sure," Annie allowed.
Brainiac 5 showed her a video of Annie kicking ass on the two would-be-rapists on his phone. "This compromises your secret identity."
"Does it, though?" Annie shrugged.
"This was stupid. It was stupid to do it on camera," Brainiac 5 lectured her.
"They were about to rape a girl. I mean, come on," Annie rolled her eyes.
"There's more at stake than just one girl," Brainiac 5 reminded her. "Where's the girl in question?"
"I don't know," Annie said honestly.
"Hopefully, she shows her face. Otherwise, the public will think you assaulted two men for no reason," Brainiac 5 said.
"Honestly, who cares?" Annie said unconcernedly.
"Miss Luthor does and that's what counts," Brainiac 5 said and then walked out.
The next morning, Hank came back with a thumb drive of Alex's files on the Seven. "Any luck cracking that armor?" he asked Manchester and Winn.
"Nope," Winn reported.
Manchester put down a giant-ass drill he had tried to use to get through the armor. "Nothing is getting through."
"Alright, we move her to STAR labs," Hank said to them.
The video camera then spotted Superwoman zipping around the city near their location. "Oh, shit," Winn realized.
"She has X-ray vision," Manchester said concernedly.
"And super-hearing," Hank added.
"What are we going to do?" Winn asked panicking.
"We create a distraction. I'll be right back. Don't do anything stupid," Hank said to them.
Hank exited the building and called up Ravager. "I need you to blow some shit up on my signal," he said to her.
"Just say the word," Ravager said with oil drums all around her filled with explosive charges.
Superwoman then dropped down in front of Hank. He immediately ended the call and put his phone in his pocket. "How can I help you?" Hank asked awkwardly.
"I'm looking for someone," Lucy said looking around.
"Who?" Hank asked trying to stall as he texted Ravager in his pocket.
"A good friend of mine. I'm noticing a lot of lead in this house. Is it yours?" Lucy asked.
"Nope," Hank lied.
"Then you won't care if I take a look," Lucy said going past him.
"Is that you, Lucy Lane?" Hank asked.
Lucy turned around. "J'onn?" she recognized.
"It's been a long time since you temporarily usurped me," Hank said.
"I hope there are no hard feelings, J'onn," Lucy said dangerously.
"None at all. Still your daddy's girl?" Hank antagonized.
"At least I have a family," Lucy replied smartly.
"Damn, that's cold," Hank smiled.
"What a coincidence that the former DEO Director just happens to be where my missing person is," Lucy said suspiciously.
"Isn't it?" Hank replied.
"I don't know what game you're playing, J'onn, but you should stay retired for your own good health," Lucy threatened. "Now, with these powers and with my team, I won't hesitate to kick your ass."
"I believe you," Hank said still stalling.
Lucy then advanced on the house but then heard an explosion in the distance. "What the fuck?" Lucy wondered. Looking around, she immediately shot off into the air.
Hank breathed a sigh of relief and went back towards the safehouse.
Manchester took off some blue gloves and threw them away. "I haven't done that in a while but it's something you never forget," he said to Winn.
"What?" Winn wondered.
"Put an explosive up someone's ass," Manchester replied obviously.
"Wait...what?" Winn asked surprised.
"Apparently, it's the one vulnerable spot on her. Going through the mouth is too risky with stomach acid and such. I honestly don't know how it works being pure energy encased in metal. I mean, where is the brain or the organs?" Manchester wondered.
"So, what are you going to do now?" Winn asked concerned.
"Just wait a moment," Manchester smiled.
Hank came in pleased with himself. "Ravager detonated a building across the city. Should keep Superwoman off us for a while."
Manchester immediately pushed the detonator. "You've got thirty seconds to get her out of here, my friend."
"What the fuck, Manchester? That wasn't the plan," Hank growled.
"If you don't get her out of here we're all dead with all of Metropolis with her," Manchester said.
"You're one crazy mother-fucker," Hank frowned. He immediately opened the cage and took hold of Bombshell. "We'll talk later."
Hank then phased them both through the Earth and out the other side on some uninhabited island in the Pacific. The timer went off and the bomb exploded inside Bombshell. "What the?" Bombshell wondered as the energy inside her all exploded at once. Hank was quickly overwhelmed by the massive nuclear explosion that annihilated the island, created tsunami waves, and reached high into the sky to the point that it could easily be seen from space. In an instant, Bombshell and Hank were gone.