On the rooftop of the police station, Matt, Colleen, and Jessica stand and wait. Soon, Misty comes through the maintenance door, "Castle says something is going down tonight. Supposedly, the Triads are expecting weapons or something."
"I hate to say it," Colleen begins, "But if he has information on the Triads, we could use him."
"The guy's probably lying to save his own ass," Jessica sneers.
"That's not Frank Castle's way," Matt reminds her, "He's not afraid of going to prison. There's no reason for him to lie."
"What, did you suddenly become a shrink, Murdock?"
"I think I'm going with Matt here," Misty explains, "I can usually read people pretty well and Castle... That boy has some issues."
"Did he say which pier?," Colleen asks, "They own quite a few."
"Red Hook Pier. It's in Brooklyn."
"I know that one. Me and Danny went there once."
"Are we seriously trusting the word of Charlton Heston-On-Steroids?," Jessica scoffs.
"I could go down and talk to him," Matt explains, "See if he's telling the truth."
"There's no need," Luke comes out on to the rooftop, "He's telling the truth. Red Hook Pier is where this whole war started. It makes sense that the Triads are using it."
"So you came back to your senses?," Colleen asks angrily.
"Matter of fact, I have."
"We could use some help," Misty tells him, "That is, if you're interested."
"I'm back on the team."
"We're not a team," Jessica interrupts, "But... yeah, it's good to have you."
"Thanks, Jess."
"Good to have you, Luke," Matt shakes his hand.
"Good to be back. So what's the game plan? We going to Brooklyn or what?"
"I think we should go straight to Sherry Yang," Colleen tells the group, "If the Hatchets are planning something, we need to go straight to their leader."
"I think Frank Castle was on to something," Matt tells them, "That might be the most immediate threat."
"Yesterday, me and my boys took a shot at the Italians," Luke explains, "They're likely to retaliate. I'm just throwing that out there."
"Let's just Scooby-Doo this shit and split up," Jessica says, "Colleen goes after Sherry Yang, Matt goes to the pier, and Luke goes to see Rosalie Carbone. I'll go along with him."
"Not a bad idea," Misty admits, "I can ride with Colleen. What do the rest of you th-"
"Wait," Matt holds up a hand as he leans his ear toward the door, "Something's going on downstairs."
Two police officers walk down the hall a few floors down, "And you're sure there's a price on Frank Castle's head?"
"That's the word on the street. Carbone wants him dead and that asshole is just sitting in the interrogation room. He can't do shit. Fish in a barrel."
"What about the cameras?"
"I talked to Carl. The cameras are gonna be offline for the next few minutes. We'll split everything three ways."
"I dunno, man. Looks suspicious as hell."
"Of course it does, but do you think anyone will take a closer look? It's Frank Castle. No one's gonna give a shit. No one that matters."
"Okay... Yeah, I'm in."
"Let's do it."
In the interrogation room, Frank Castle looks up just in time to notice the security camera's light going out. He turns his attention to the door as the two officers rush in and quickly begin to unlock his handcuffs. "The hell is this?," he asks but receives no answer. Once the cuffs come off, the officers draw their guns from their holsters and one of them shouts, "Suspect is escaping!" Realizing the set-up, Castle kicks the table over, buying himself a few seconds as the officers back up. Just then, Jessica Jones bursts through the door and throws one officer against the wall, knocking him out. The second officer turns and trains his gun on her, but Castle slams his metal chair against his head, rendering him unconscious as well.
"Whatever you do," Jessica begins, "Don't thank me."
"I wasn't going to."
Moments later, Jessica and Castle come out on the rooftop, Castle now wearing his trademark clothes and armored vest. He looks across the rooftop at the gathered heroes, including Matt how now has his mask on. "So you people change your mind?," he growls.
"Not exactly," Misty tells him, "Now that we know there's a hit out on you, we're making sure you are under close surveillance. We're pretty much the only people who can protect you right now. Don't think for a moment we're considering you one of the good guys."
"What about him?," he motions toward Luke, "He's just as much of a criminal as me, right?"
"You don't have to worry about him."
"Trust me, I don't like this idea any more than you do," Luke tells him.
"I bet you don't. You got lucky tonight. Might not happen next time."
"Anytime you wanna settle the score, you know where to find me."
Misty leans over to Daredevil, "Castle is going with you to Brooklyn. You're on babysitting duty."
"I gathered that."
"Been a while, Red."
"Castle."
Wine is poured into a glass. Mary Walker picks up the glass and without hesitation, guzzles it all. Tony and Rosalie exchange looks to one another as she finishes the glass in seconds and grabs the rest of the bottle for herself. "Tell me about these targets," her voice is slightly different now. Not as deep but raspier.
"The Yongsi Gonshi is a Triad that operates in New York," Rosalie begins after some hesitation, "They also go by the name The Hatchet Gang. Their leader is Sherry Yang. She can sometimes be found at Bayard Community Center in Chinatown."
"Okay, I'll pay them a visit," she drinks straight from the bottle.
"Uh, I think you should listen to the rest of -"
"Where's the fun in that?"
"These people are very dangerous, Ms Walker."
"I'm not Walker."
"Oh,... Uh, should I call you Mary or -"
"Call me Typhoid."
END OF EPISODE THREE