Hey guys! Sorry for the slight delay. I haven't done a disclaimer so just in case I don't own anything just the reactions. These reactions were a little harder to do because almost everything was movement and fight scenes. Also, if you don't remember or haven't watched the fight scenes, I suggest you do because they're awesome. Please enjoy!
-Patronus Totalus
Oliver (V.O): (is pulling a chain holding cinder blocks) My name is Oliver Queen. To my family, I am the brother and son who just returned home after being lost at sea 5 years ago. They don't know I came back with a mission, to bring justice to our city, and they never can. The men and women I've targeted are dangerous, corrupt, a virulent cancer. (Let's go of the chain and the blocks break)
Tommy watches helplessly as Laurel is in a trace at Oliver's strength. He couldn't deny that his friend was strong though.
Oliver (V.O): Cancers like James Holder, (pulls up newspaper articles on James Holder) whose corporation put defective smoke detectors in low-income housing in The Glades. There have been many fires and too many funerals. (Opens his book and the name James Holder is there. Opens a case with his bow and arrow) But cancers can be fought and conquered. All it takes is a surgeon... and the right instrument.
[ON A ROOFTOP, BY A POOL] – James Holder is on the phone with someone.
James Holder: Heh. Other than the bill I got handed this morning by my legal team, I'm feeling pretty good. Plus, now that this lawsuit's been settled, we can focus our attention on Unidac Industries. [Chuckles] Ok. I'll see you in the office first thing. [Telephone beeps] [Crack] I have armed security inside. All I have to do is call out.
Arrow: Go ahead. They can't hear you.
James Holder: What the hell do you want?
Arrow: How many people died in those fires? How many?! The courts say you don't owe your victims anything. I disagree. James Holder... You... [Gunshot] [Grunts]
Lance: What the hell was that?
[ARROW CAVE]
Oliver (V.O): [Grunts] (sewing up his injury)
Thea: I don't want to see this.
Moira: Why doesn't he just go to the hospital?
Diggle: And have them ask questions? He's going to have to answer where he got that bullet wound.
Oliver (V.O): It's no surprise a man as corrupt as James Holder has more than one enemy. [He crosses the name 'James Holder off the list. He tries to walk, but falls] The bullet. Poison. (opens up a wooden suitcase and eats herbs) Ahh.
Malcolm sits there and wonders what kind of medicine herbs they were and where he got them from.
[FLASHBACK]
Oliver: [Water dripping] [Groaning] [Grunts] Who are you? [Coughs] Why did you shoot me?
Man: [Speaks native language 'to protect you'] [Speaks native language 'Drink']
Roy: Thank God for subtitles.
Oliver: [Coughs] Aah! [Man pulls an arrow out of his shoulder]
Roy: Shit! [Thea winces along with Moira, Tommy, and Laurel]
[END FLASHBACK]
Oliver: [Gets up] [Computer beeps] [Scoffs] Damn it.
[QUEEN MANSION] – Police are in the living room with Walter, Moira, Thea, and Diggle. Oliver walks in.
Oliver: What happened? Thea ok?
Diggle: The cops brought her home. Her and some of her friends broke into a store, tried on some dresses last night. Lit up the breathalyzer like a Christmas tree. So how was your evening, sir?
Moira: (rounds on Thea) What?!
Thea: Like you're any better. Do I have to remind you about the kidnapping incident?
Oliver: You mean after I said I had to go to the bathroom at dinner and never came back?
Diggle facepalms. Roy and Felicity laugh.
Diggle: I guess from now on I'll be watching you pee.
Tommy: Well, that's not awkward.
Walter: Thank you, officers. My wife and I appreciate it. I'll see you out.
Moira: Last time it was public intoxication. This time breaking and entering. My, how we are moving up in the criminal world.
Thea: You know, when you pay off the store owner, you should check out the merchandise. They got some pretty killer outfits.
Moira: Thea, go get ready for school.
Thea: Uh, you know, I was thinking of taking a sick day.
Moira: Fine, then get some sleep. [Thea walks out]
Thea: (to Oliver) You look like crap.
Oliver: You're letting her play hooky?
Moira: When your sister gets like this, it's best to give her her space.
Oliver: She's testing you.
Moira: Yes. Who'd she learn that from?
Oliver: Mom. When I was her age, you and dad let me get away with murder.
Lance scoffs at the irony.
Oliver: Looking back, I could have used less space and more parenting. [Oliver walks out]
Thea: No, Ollie! What are you doing? Mom and I had a good thing going on!
Felicity: Maybe he's just trying to help. From his experience getting too much space got him on an island.
[CRIME SCENE]
Lance: It doesn't make sense.
Detective: Holder fits the profile. Wealthy dirtbag. Red meat for the hood. And we recovered at least one arrow.
Lance: Yeah, only this time the cause of death is a double tap through the heart and our perp doesn't use firearms.
Laurel: Although I'm still mad at you, are you protecting Oliver?
Lance: No comment.
Detective: Maybe he's finally figured out there's easier ways to kill people than with a bow and arrow. It's like you said, the guy's a whackjob.
[ARROW CAVE]
Oliver (V.O): (Does an experiment on his blood) The bullets were laced with curare, a rare and deadly poison, the killer's unique M.O.
Diggle: (whispers) No…
Oliver (V.O): (looks up Deadshot on the computer) He's killed all over the world... Chicago, Markovia, Corto Maltese. Interpol even has a codename for him... Deadshot. I was prepared to give James Holder a chance to right his wrongs, but this Deadshot has no morality, no honor, no code. [Someone tattooed 'James Holder' on their arm] He doesn't kill for justice, which makes him as dangerous as anyone on my list. In fact, it puts him right at the top. [Reveals other names on his chest]
Lance: Holy…
[QUEEN INC.] – Tommy, Oliver, and Diggle walk in.
Oliver: So, what do you think? Great spot for a nightclub or what?
Tommy: Night club?
Tommy: Sweet. Though I got to tell you, man, if you're thinking about calling it Queens, I don't think you're gonna get the clientele that you were hoping for.
Oliver: Private office.
Tommy: For the private one-on-one meetings, I would imagine.
Oliver: Hopefully the occasional two-on-one meeting. [Laughs]
Laurel: You are disgusting pigs.
Tommy: I think you already used that one.
Laurel: And no matter how many times I use it, it will always be true.
Tommy: Man, are you sure you want to do this? It's not like you really have any experience in running a... well, running anything. How about tomorrow night the two of us, we go and scope out the competition. There's a new club opening downtown. It's called Poison. Max Fuller owns it.
Oliver: Max Fuller?
Tommy: Mm-hmm.
Oliver: I slept with his fiancée.
Laurel scoffs.
Tommy: Yeah, before the wedding.
Oliver: It was at the rehearsal dinner.
Tommy: The rehearsal dinner is technically before the wedding. [Laughs] Right? And besides, who stays mad at a castaway? Ah, dammit, I got to roll. Anyway, I'll see you later, man. Good place. See you.
Oliver: (turns to Diggle) So... what do you think?
Diggle: Well, I'm here to provide security, sir, not a commentary.
Oliver: Oh, come on, Dig, do me a favor. Speak freely, please.
Diggle: I'm actually curious as to what I'm going to say.
Diggle: Well, this is The Glades, right? Your rich white friends wouldn't come to this neighborhood on a bet.
Oliver: I am Oliver Queen, right? People would stand in line for 3 hours if I opened a club.
Diggle: And no one who actually lives in The Glades would see a penny of those cover charges.
Oliver: So, we make it a successful business, we gentrify the neighborhood.
Diggle: I was wondering when we would get to that. The white knight swooping in to save the disenfranchised. And all by his lonesome with no help from anybody.
Oliver: Wow. You don't think very much of me, do you?
Diggle: No, sir, actually, I have a very high regard for how perceptive you are. Sir. [Diggle walks out]
Thea: Well, that's one way of saying it.
Oliver (V.O): The nightclub will conceal my base underneath and provide an alibi for where Oliver Queen spends his nights.
Lance: That tricky little bastard.
[CNRI] – Laurel is looking at newspaper articles of Oliver when Johanna walks up.
Thea: Still crushing on my brother I see.
Johanna: Hey. Do you have the depos on the Jergens case?
Laurel: Yeah, they're around here somewhere. I was just surfing the 'net.
Johanna: Really?
Laurel: Johanna, I'm over him. [Scoffs] And you don't believe me.
Johanna: Well, I would have if I wouldn't have just caught you trolling for articles on him!
Laurel at the same time as on the screen: I wasn't trolling!
Laurel: I wasn't trolling!
Johanna: I don't want to have to be the one to remind you that he cheated on you, Laurel. With your sister.
Laurel: I appreciate your self control.
Johanna: You're stuck in the past. And the reason I know this is the fact that the only physical relationship you've had since Oliver is with his best friend. It is time to move on. It is past time.
Laurel: I've been busy. I work a lot.
Johanna: Ok. That's got to stop. So, we are going out tonight. And... and we are going to have some shots and we are going to dance with men that we don't know, and we are going to stay out way too late. Oh! [Chuckles] Jergens depos. [Johanna walks away]
Laurel: I really don't think I can go out tonight.
Johanna: It is adorable that you actually think I'm giving you a choice.
Thea: I like her. Why haven't you introduced me to her?
Laurel: Because it would be very dangerous.
[QUEEN MANSION] – Moira walks into Thea's room.
Moira: I want you to come home right after school.
Thea: Oh, can't. Margot and I are going to go to the mall.
Moira: What, more shopping? [Chuckles] Tell Margot you'll have to cancel. You're grounded for two weeks.
Thea: Grounded? I've never been grounded.
Thea: (mumbles) Stupid Ollie.
Moira: Well, you've never committed larceny before.
Thea: Since when do you care?
Moira: I've always cared. I'm your mother.
Thea: Look, we've had a good thing going on the last five years. Why mess with that now?
Moira: No, we are paying off store owners to keep your record clean, so clearly, it hasn't been working.
Thea: And you're going to teach me. [Scoffs] It's Oliver, isn't it? His judgmental hypocrisy is rubbing off on you.
Moira: No, I don't need Oliver to teach me how to parent you. You'll be home by 4:00.
Thea: Or what? You're going to call the cops on me? Tell them I say hi.
Roy: Wow. So, I wasn't completely wrong when I assumed you were a typical rich white girl.
Thea glares at him.
[ALLEYWAY]
[Gunshots]
[Oliver climbs up the side of a building and pulls something out of the wall]
Malcolm: Mr. Diggle, I believe you were right in saying he is perceptive.
[SCPD]
Detective: Got ballistics back on the Holder murder. They pulled two 7.62-millimeter bullets out of him. According to the stippling and size of the entry wound, they estimate the shots were fired from approximately a hundred yards away.
Lance: [Chuckles] A hundred yards? What, so the hood shoots him from another building, goes over to his place, he takes out his security, and then he fires off a few arrows?
Detective: And according to his tox screen, his blood contained high concentrations of strychnos toxifera.
Lance: What?
Detective: Curare. It's a kind of poison.
Lance: It took us this long to figure out? Damn.
Lance: Oh. Ok, so now we switch from arrows to sniper bullets and poison. I'm not buying it.
Detective: We still found arrows on the scene. Solid evidence the hood was there. [Sighs] Where you going?
Lance: I'm going to get my own evidence. [Sighs]
Laurel: Defending the Arrow I see.
[ARROW CAVE]
Oliver (V.O): (Oliver is looking through a microscope) 7.62-millimeter rounds. The money trail leads back to the Bratva... the Russian mob. Finally... some good luck.
Felicity: How exactly is the Russian mob a good thing?
Lance: He can't be…
[CRIME SCENE]
[Lance is looking around for evidence when he sees the building which the shooter shot off of the night before]
Diggle: Good job, Detective.
[MECHANIC'S SHOP]
[Electricity crackling]
Mechanics: [Speaking Russian]
Oliver: [Speaking Russian 'I am looking for Alexi Leonov']
Mechanic: [Speaking Russian 'There is no one here by that name']
Oliver: [Speaking Russian 'Not in your garage. In the basement underneath']
[Other mechanics points gun at Oliver. Oliver twists his hand]
Othermechanic: [Groaning]
Oliver: [Shows a tattoo] [Speaking Russian 'I'm Bratva. I want to see Alexi Leonov]
Tommy and Laurel: WHAT?!
Lance: He's Bratva?
Moira: Oh, Oliver, what happened?
Mechanic: Pleased to meet you. I apologize. We meant no disrespect to a captain. Particularly an American one. [Clears throat] So... How can I be of assistance?
Felicity: Is a captain good? [no one but Roy heard though]
Roy shrugs.
Oliver: I'm in the market for a hired gun. Someone the organization's used before. His calling card is a 7.62-millimeter gun laced with curare.
Mechanic: I know no man who uses such tools.
Oliver: But you can find out who does.
Mechanic: First, we will drink to each other's health, then I will look into the identity of this man you seek. Ahh. I will also confirm that you are really Bratva captain. Should this not be the case, I will send my mechanic here to find you and kill you and your family.
Moira: For once in my life, I want Oliver to be a part of the Bratva.
[MAN'S ROOM]
Man on TV: Carl Rasmussen was found shot to death in his home earlier this evening. The police will not comment if there's a connection between Mr. Rasmussen's death and the murder of James Holder a few nights ago. Mr. Rasmussen leaves behind a wife and three children.
Lance: Another one? Damn.
[QUEEN MANSION]
Walter: It's a great loss. Carl was a titan.
Detective: A titan who was looking to buy out a company called Unidac Industries?
Walter: Well, industries are something of a misnomer. UI's recent activity was actually looking into alternative energy.
Lance: I think the point my partner is trying to make is that Carl Rasmussen was the second bidder this week to lose his life.
Moira shoots a dirty look at Lance.
Moira: Are you implying something, Detective?
Lance: Well, only that your husband's looking into buying Unidac Industries and the competition seems to be dropping like flies.
Moira: And I'm sure your veiled accusation has nothing to do with how you feel about my family?
Lance: [Scoffs]
Walter: Unidac's in receivership, Detective. Ownership is subject to a liquidation auction, so that means there are many prospective buyers. And the auction's tomorrow, so... if I was taking out the competition, I have a lot of killing to do in a very short amount of time.
Detective: We're just making the rounds with the interested buyers. Let them know to be careful.
Moira: Oh, yes. And I'm overwhelmed that Detective Lance is concerned for our safety.
Thea: (pretends to faint on Laurel with a hand on her head) The sarcasm is killing me!
Walter: Well... Thank you for your concern, gentlemen. Our security consultant, Mr. Diggle, is taking all the necessary precautions.
Lance: Yeah. Right. Well, if you need us, we're just a 911 call away.
[POISON – NIGHT CLUB]
[Dance music playing]
Tommy: Ha ha ha! Oh, my, this is going to be killer.
Oliver: If Max never sees me here... I agree.
Tommy: Ah, if you want to run a business, you've got to take a few risks.
Bouncer: I don't see your name on the list.
Diggle: Mr. Queen.
Oliver: Oh! I have never seen this guy before in my life. Ever. (winks at Diggle)
Everyone, but Diggle, Moira, and Malcolm, laugh at Diggle's misfourtune.
[Dance music playing, indistinct chatter]
Tommy: (sees Laurel) Oh, wow! Doesn't you going out and having fun violate some kind of law, you know, like the ones that are carved on a stone tablet?
Laurel: That's cute, Tommy.
Tommy: Thanks.
Tommy smirks at Laurel.
Laurel: I can see you two are up to your old hunting patterns.
Oliver: Just seeing what passes for fun in Starling City after five years.
Laurel: Ah. Well, I'm sure you'll find that it just hasn't been the same without you.
Thea: Big brother! Oh! I am so wasted right now. There is... there is two of you.
Thea groans at her behaviour.
Oliver: I thought you were grounded.
Thea: I am. And thank you... thank you for that, by the way.
Oliver: You're done for the night.
Thea: Oh, what are you going to do? Tell mom?
Oliver: Thea! You are hanging with the wrong people.
Thea: You're one to talk. How much do you know about your own so-called friends over here?
Thea: Wait this is how he finds out?
Tommy: Hope not.
Tommy: Oh, Thea, maybe you should...
Thea: Tommy... I think your BFF has a right to know.
Oliver: Thea, let's go.
Thea: Well, I guess they never told you that they've been screwing while you were gone.
Thea: Tommy, Laurel, I'm so sorry. He never should have found out that way and…
Tommy: Thea, it's okay.
Tommy: Look, man, I...
Oliver: Tommy... It's ok. You and me, we're done for the night.
Thea: Take your hands off of me. You're not my father. And you're barely my brother.
Thea: Wow. I am an awful person.
Max Fuller: Well, Well... look at this. Oliver Queen.
Oliver: Max Fuller. How you been?
Max: Happy you drowned.
[Oliver and Tommy are brought to the back.]
Oliver: Hey, Max... (Max punches Oliver)
Malcolm watches interested as Oliver could have easily taken down those bodyguards.
Max: Get him up!
Tommy: Hey, let him go, let him go! Hey, I said let him go!
Thea: How brave of you Tommy.
Oliver: Told you he was going to be pissed.
Max: Back off, Merlyn. This isn't your problem.
Tommy: You want to get to him? You've got to go through me. Wow, they are probably going to get through me.
Laurel: (sarcasm) Yes Tommy, how brave.
[A fight starts. Laurel jumps in and fights Max.]
Tommy: Nice!
Lance: Guess those self-defence lessons paid off.
Laurel: So is this over, Max? Or are you going to have your boys pound on me next?
Max: You three consider yourselves banned for life. Get the hell out of my place!
Tommy: Your club sucks anyway.
Laurel: You guys ok?
Oliver: Where'd you learn to do that?
Laurel: Cop dad, remember? He made me take self defense classes.
Oliver: Laurel. Thea said...
Laurel: Oliver, Tommy and I don't need your blessing. And I don't need your forgiveness.
Felicity: Don't mean to be rude or anything, but shouldn't you have let him at least say what he wanted to?
[FLASHBACK]
[Oliver is in the cave. He sees the man is asleep so he runs out of the cave and into the forest. After running for a while, he takes a break and gets stuck in a net.]
[END FLASHBACK]
[BIG BELLY BURGER]
Diggle: Why don't you guys take a seat, and I will grab a couple of burgers and some ice for those faces. (waves to a waitress)
Tommy: The girl's pretty cute.
Diggle: Don't say that.
Roy: Why?
Diggle: That's my sister in law.
Roy: Oh.
Tommy: Who I will never speak to or... look at. Ever. Gonna grab a booth. (walks away)
Everyone laughs.
Oliver: She's not wearing a wedding ring. Brother out of the picture?
Diggle: Yeah, you could say that.
Felicity: What happened?
Diggle: Maybe not now. Another time maybe.
Diggle: (goes up to Carly) Hey you.
Carly: So sweet of you to adopt two white boys. They need a good role model.
Diggle: That's my client Oliver Queen. [Grunts]
Carly: Looks like you're doing a bang-up job protecting him.
Diggle: Mmm.
Tommy: Look, man... about Laurel. I was going to tell you. I was just trying to figure out the right way.
Oliver: To tell somebody that you slept with their girlfriend after they went missing and were then presumed dead. What, there's no greeting card for that? [Both chuckle]
Thea: How can he just make a joke out of it?
Tommy: Look... it was wrong. And I'm sorry...
Oliver: Tommy. I was dead.
Tommy: No, man, you were with Laurel. And whether you were dead, or as it turns out, alive on a deserted island, you are my friend. And me being with Laurel violated that friendship in about 50 different ways.
Oliver: Thank you. But it's ok.
Carly: How dangerous is this gig, anyway?
Diggle: It's a cakewalk, Carly, don't worry.
Carly: Too late. Or have you forgotten this job got your brother killed?
Felicity: I'm sorry, Dig.
Diggle: You're not the one that shot him. What are you sorry for?
Carly: Because, Dig, I haven't. I can't.
Tommy: You are being really chill about this. I... [Cell phone rings]
Oliver: Hello? [Speaking Russian 'Ok, wait a moment.'] It's a Russian model calling me. Can we... can I have a minute, please?
Tommy: I can see now why you were able to be so chill. Enjoy.
Oliver: So, I checked out?
Tommy: How does he know exactly what to say to make him seem like the same Oliver in our eyes?
Mechanic: You did. His name is Floyd Lawton. I have address. Where he stayed last time, he was in Starling City. But that is all.
Oliver: Let's hope he's a creature of habit. Go.
Mechanic: 1700 Broadway, Pape Motel, room 52. You'll leave us out of this, yes? Assuming Mr. Lawton doesn't kill you first.
[PAPE MOTEL]
Floyd: [Neck cracking] [Siren in distance] [Wind blowing] [Siren approaching]
[Fight scene Arrow vs Deadshot. Arrow leaves with his computer.]
[QUEEN CONSOLIDATED]
Felicity: Enter me!
Oliver: Ahem. Felicity Smoak? [Felicity turns around with a red pen in her mouth] Hi. I'm Oliver Queen.
Felicity: Of course. I know who you are, you're Mr. Queen.
Oliver: No, Mr. Queen was my father.
Felicity: Right, but he's dead. I mean, he drowned. But you didn't, which means you could come down to the I.T. department and listen to me babble. Which will end. In 3... 2... 1.
Roy: Wow. You do babble a lot.
Felicity: (groans) Is that the reason they brought me here? To see me embarrass myself?
Oliver: I'm having some trouble with my computer and they told me that you were the person to come and see. I was at my coffee shop surfing the web and I spilt a latte on it.
Felicity: Really?
Oliver: Yeah.
Felicity: 'Cause these look like bullet holes.
Oliver: My coffee shop is in a bad neighborhood.
Tommy: How is it that he can so easily lie to us, but not to Diggle and Felicity?
Laurel has a disappointed look on her face: I don't know.
(Oliver smiles as Felicity looks at him)
Thea: Wow. I've never seen Oliver smile like that before.
Felicity: Like what?
Laurel: Like genuine happiness.
Oliver: If there is anything that you can salvage from it, I would really appreciate it.
Felicity: Mm-hmm.
[QUEEN MANSION]
Moira: Oh. Well, good, you're here.
Thea: I'm under house arrest, remember.
Moira: Do you want to wear the Calvin Klein or the Zac Posen?
Thea: For dinner? I was just going to wear pajamas.
Moira: To Walter's stock auction.
Thea: I think I rather be grounded.
Moira: No, it's important that you come.
Thea: Important to whom?
Moira: To me. All right listen to me. When you were four years old, you came home one day with a cat. It was a stray, it was filthy, and it was mean. But you stood there, and you declared that it was coming to live with us. Your father came home from the office and he saw what was going on, and he sat you down and he explained to you that the cat was in fact a tiger and that we needed to get it home. And somehow... you understood. Robert was always so good at getting through to you. I... I was always so jealous of that. I... [sighs] [Chuckles]
Thea: That's the first time you've talked about him.
Thea: You never talk about him. Dad. That's the first time you've talked about him in years.
Moira: Well, I think you and I have gotten into some bad habits. There's been a lot that has changed recently, Thea, and I think that maybe this can change, too.
Thea: I'd like that.
[QUEEN CONSOLIDATED]
Felicity: It looks like blueprints.
Oliver: Do you know what of?
Felicity: The exchange building.
Oliver: Never heard of it.
Felicity: It's where the Unidac industry's auction is scheduled to take place. I thought you said that was your laptop.
Oliver: Yes.
Felicity: Look, I don't want to get in the middle of some Shakespearian family drama thing.
Oliver: What?
Felicity: Mr. Steele marrying your mom. Claudius, Gertrude... Hamlet?
Oliver: I didn't study Shakespeare at any of the four schools that I dropped out of.
Tommy and Laurel smile fondly, while Felicity and Diggle shake their head with a small smile creeping up on their lips.
Felicity: Mr. Steele is trying to buy Unidac Industries. And you've got a company laptop associated with one of the guys he's competing against.
Oliver: Floyd Lawton.
Felicity: No. Warren Patel. Who's Floyd Lawton?
Oliver: He is an employee of Mr. Patel, evidently.
Oliver (V.O): The exchange building is surrounded by 3 towers with eye lines into the building. Lawton could get a kill shot off from virtually anywhere. But I can't cover the area. I can't protect all of Deadshot's targets. I can't do this alone.
[SCPD] – Arrow attacks Lance in the parking lot.
Lance: Ah, you son of a bitch!
Lance: He attacked me in the SCPD parking lot! That son of a bitch is going to get it.
Arrow: Detective, quiet!
Lance: You've got a pair on you, pulling this right outside the police station!
Arrow: Floyd Lawton's the one targeting the buyers interested in Unidac Industries. Interpol calls him "Deadshot" because he never misses. You can look this up after I go.
Lance: Yeah, and stop chasing you, I suppose?
Arrow: Warren Patel hired Lawton. I can't be sure who they're targeting, it might be all the buyers, and I can't protect them in a space that big. I need your help.
Laurel: II think this is the first time Oliver asked for help.
Diggle: I an tell he doesn't like it much, and that he doesn't have a lot of experience with asking for it.
Lance: [Chuckles] Yeah? Professional help.
Arrow: Lawton laces his bullets with curare. Tell your men to wear Kevlar.
Lance: I'll them to shoot you... [Arrow shoots an arrow and leaves]
[EXCHANGE BUILDING]
[Classical music playing] [Indistinct chatter]
Moira: Well, it's quite a turn out, huh?
Walter: Well, it's quite an opportunity, actually. But regardless of the outcome of the auction, I'm already a winner because I have the two most beautiful women at my side tonight.
Moira: (to Thea): You came?
Thea: Probably. If it means that much to you, I'll be there.
Moira: Two?
Walter: Mm-hmm. Thanks for coming, Thea. It means a lot to your mother. And me. [Walter gives Thea a kiss on the cheek and Moira and Thea hug]
Gina: Mr. Steele, the auction will be opening in 5 minutes. Please make sure your bid is ready.
Walter: Thank you, Gina. Shall we?
[Indistinct chatter]
Detective: Warren Patel. I'm going to need you to come with me, sir.
Unit 1: Unit one, all clear.
Lance: Unit two, you copy?
Man: We have Patel in custody. Still, no sign of Lawton.
Lance: Unit three?
Woman: I'm at the northwest perimeter. All clear.
Lance: Unit four?
Second man: Parking structure is clear.
Lance: Unit five, what's your status?
Floyd: This is unit five. All clear.
Lance: Damn it! That son of a bitch.
[COURTHOUSE]
Tommy: Oh, what a shock. It is Friday night. What are you doing here?
Laurel: Well, I am an attorney, and this is a courthouse, so I think the better question is, what are you doing here?
Laurel: Please tell me you didn't get arrested.
Tommy: I wanted to talk to you about last night.
Laurel: You mean how I saved your asses? You're welcome.
Tommy: Ok, first of all, we shall never, ever speak of that ever again. And secondly, I think you know that I meant the other thing.
Thea: Why do you have to make it sound so weird?
Laurel: I don't care to talk about that.
Tommy: I spoke to Oliver. He was surprisingly cool.
Laurel: That's because he knew. Did you see his face when Thea told him? Tommy, he didn't even blink. Trust me, he knew.
Tommy: Then why didn't he say anything?
Laurel: I don't know. Maybe because he knows he doesn't have any right to judge me.
Tommy: There's a silver lining, though. Now that the whole truth and nothing but is out, is there a chance now for you and me? You said you didn't think that I was a one girl type of guy. I'm going to prove you wrong.
Laurel: By dating me.
Tommy: By being better. By being someone that you deserve and that you want to be with.
Malcolm and Lance were both impressed by the new maturity by the Merlyn heir.
Laurel: Well... that's certainly a guy I'd be interested in meeting.
Tommy: Good. Now how about we start, ahem, by getting you the heck out of here. Come on, it is Friday night.
Laurel: [Sighs] Come on. Fine.
Tommy: Good.
[EXCHANGE BUILDING]
[Indistinct chatter]
Lance: Well, don't you scrub up nice?
Oliver: Here to support my family.
Lance: Yeah, me, too, God help me.
Oliver: Thank you.
Lance: [Scoffs and walks away]
Laurel: Can't you just say something nice back?
Lance: No.
Oliver: Dig. Got your eyes open?
Diggle: That's what I'm here for, sir. That and answering patronizing questions.
Oliver: This guy's out of time. If he's going to do something, it's going to happen before the auction.
Diggle: Sir?
Oliver: I heard the story on the radio.
Walter: Oliver. So pleased you were able to attend.
Oliver: Hmm. Walter, the police said that some of the Unidac bidders were murdered. I just think that we should be a little bit more careful. My mother's already lost a husband.
Moira: I'm happy he's warming up to Walter. We haven't really seen them connect.
Walter: Well, if Moira shared your concern, she wouldn't have come. And she definitely wouldn't have brought your sister.
[Indistinct chatter, Floyd Lawton is getting ready for his shot.]
Oliver: Hi.
Moira: Oliver, what a wonderful surprise.
Oliver: (to Diggle) I need you to get them out of here right now.
[Lance notices a red dot on Walter, just as Floyd is shooting Lance takes Walter out of the way.]
Moira: Thank you Detective.
[All screaming]
Oliver: (to Thea) Are you ok? (to Moira) Are you hurt?
Moira: No, I'm fine! Where is Walter?
Lance: (with Walter) Go, go, go, go!
Oliver: (sees Lance and Walter) Walter's fine.
Diggle: Sir, I have to get you out of here.
Oliver: No, them! Them.
Diggle: Go, go, I'll find him, ma'am, I'll find him. [Gunshots] [Woman screaming]
[Oliver climbs the steps. He takes out a bag from a garbage can, a hood is inside. Diggle follows him and sees the trash can. Floyd and Arrow have another fight.]
Arrow: Drop your guns.
Floyd: I admire your work. Guess you won't be extending me any professional courtesy.
Arrow: We're not in the same line of work. Your profession is murder.
Floyd: You've taken lives.
Arrow: For the good of others. You're out for yourself.
Roy: Guess I never got to looking at it that way. Also why am I here? I haven't been in any of these.
[Floyd shoots Arrow, but Arrow shoots him in the eye with an arrow. Arrow turns around and sees Diggle was shot.]
Diggle: Shit!
[FLASHBACK] – Oliver is still stuck in the net.
Man: [Speaking native language 'Fool. This place is too dangerous for one man to be alone.']
[Man cuts Oliver out of the net.]
Man: [Speaking native language 'They'll kill you']
[A twig snaps. Oliver runs off. People in black inspect the net]
Tommy: So, let me get this straight. This guy (points to the screen) shoots Oliver with an arrow, then "saves him" by giving herbs and pulling the arrow out. Then he actually helps him by escaping these people (points to screen again)?
Lance: Yup, pretty much.
[END FLASHBACK]
[ARROW CAVE] – Oliver is carrying Diggle.
[Arrow makes a concoction and gives it to Diggle. Diggle coughs a little, when he wakes up, he sees Oliver in the Arrow costume without a hood.]
Oliver: Hey.
Tommy: Wait you're the first person to know? What about me?
Thea: What about his family?
[Tommy and Thea argue.]
Felicity: He must have a reason to trust Dig, but if we keep fighting over who should've known first then we will never know the reason.
Tommy and Thea: Ok.