The next day, Karen Page and Foggy Nelson watch TV. Thembi Wallace gives a report on Frank Castle alongside an image of Castle taken from a police dash cam, "In other news, authorities are still are on the lookout for Frank Castle aka The Punisher. He is wanted for a number of murders involving suspected criminals. He was last seen in Jersey City which was also the scene of a deadly shoot out. Local police suspect he may now be in greater New York and is considered armed and dangerous." As Karen watches the news program, Foggy silently takes note of her reaction. Matt soon enters the room.

"Hey Matt," Foggy leans back in his chair to address him, "Now that you're back, have you thought about going after Castle again? He's been up to his old tricks lately." Karen shows some concern but says nothing.

"If the opportunity presents itself, I'll take care of it," he explains, "Right now, we have more pressing concerns. Last night I learned the Hatchet Gang is about to go to war with the Carbone Family."

"Carbone Fanily," Foggy repeats the name, "Why does that seem familiar?"

"It's an isolated mafia family that mostly keeps to itself in Harlem but it's been known to have dangerous connections. The Russians, the Stokes,... even Wilson Fisk."

"If they're in Harlem, there might be a chance Luke Cage could help out."

"Luke Cage?," Karen scoffs, "They call him the Godfather of Harlem now. He's not what he once was."

"He's made mistakes recently, sure, but his heart is in the right place."

"Are you sure of that?"

"As his former lawyer, if he walked through the door right now and asked us to represent, I'd step up," Foggy gets a bit defensive, "I mean, if we represented Frank Castle, we can represent anyone."

"Frank is an entirely different matter," Karen also becomes defensive.

"We don't just protect people," Matt chimes in, "We protect ideals as well. We protect the law. We should provide help to anyone in need whether it's Frank Castle or Luke Cage. That said, I'm not sure Cage is in the position to help right now and I'm obviously not excited to join up with Castle, either."

"My initial point was that a gang war might require added help since it's a two-front battle. I know you go in lone wolf-style but, from what I've seen, that almost gets you killed more often than not. There are a lot of other people like you in the city these days. Besides, I'm done trying to convince you to quot the vigilante life. I might as well switch up my tactics when it comes to making sure you live."

"Are you suggesting we form a team?," Matt smiles a bit.

"It wouldn't hurt."

"He's got a point," Karen adds, "When you joined up with Jessica Jones and the others, you took down the Hand. It might not be a bad idea. You could save lives by preventing any further conflict between the gangs."

"I'll keep it in mind but I doubt Jessica Jones is waiting by the phone right now."

"So what's the plan?"

"I'll visit the leaders of these gangs and see if I can deescalate the situation."

Jessica Jones enters the basement of a church. Curtis Hoyle bids farewell to his support group as they leave the building. Jessica catches his eye and the smile disappears from his face.

"Curtis Hoyle?," she begins, "I'm -"

"Jessica Jones. Yeah, I recognize you."

"I thought I might ask you a few questions about Frank Castle."

"I'll tell you the same thing I told all the other journalists. I have no comment."

"How about we go off the record?"

"If we go off the record, what's the point of you being here? Don't you want the front page? An exclusive interview with Frank Castle's friend and alleged ally would probably get you there."

"I don't really give a shit about making the front page. Matter of fact, I'd rather not be there at all. I'm looking for information."

"You've earned a bit more respect from me than the others. I'll let you ask three questions."

"Is Frank Castle coming back to New York?"

"Maybe. He hasn't contacted me."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to be involved in his war and he honors that. He's not the raging psychopath people make him out to be."

"If you had to guess, where would he strike if he were here?"

"If I were able to guess what he'd do next, that would make him predictable. If he were predictable, he would be in prison now."

"You really speak highly of this guy considering his body count."

"Vets stick together. I don't expect you to understand that."

"They stick together even when one of them is a mass murderer?"

"I said I would only answer three questions, Ms. Jones. There's the door."

That night, at a harbor in Harlem, a black car pulls up alongside an old van. Rosalie Carbone's man steps out of the black car, flanked by two more men. In the van, Amos steps out and a few of his men also exit. Carbone's man chuckles a bit, "Sorry, I just heard you were peddling bootleg DVD's on the corner. Out of all the people who showed up, we didn't expect you to be one of the few who answered the call."

"Luke Cage has been cracking down on us," Amos explains, "Good thing he never checked the floorboards of my house. Otherwise, he would've found these."

Amos' man opens the back of the van, showcasing multiple automatic weapons. "This is that grade-A military Justin Hammer level shit," Amos tells the Italians, "You are looking at what is left of the Stokes' armory." Carbone's man nods approvingly and begins to speak, "Looks good. Of course, we'll -". He is unable to finish his sentence as the front of his head explodes, splashing Amos with blood and brains. "What the -?," Amos stands in stunned silence just before he also gets a shot in the center of his forehead, which throws him against the door of his van where eh slumps to the ground, dead. The remaining men pull their weapons and aim them at the shipping containers in the distance, but they are unable to see their assailant. An Italian takes a shot in the heart. One of Amos' men fire blindly into the night just before the back of his head explodes. The remaining men continue to fire and run for their lives.

Frank Castle lays on top of a shipping container with a sniper rifle, coldly and calmly firing and reloading as he takes out what's left.

END OF EPISODE ONE