Daredevil, Season 3

Maggie Grace:
Angry, sarcastic... and stubborn. Maybe you don't have any friends.

Matt:
Someone once told me that warriors are meant to be alone. That caring for people would make me weak.

Maggie:
Sounds like he needed to get laid.

Matt:
[chuckles] Ha! That actually explains a lot. I mean he was right of course, I let people in, I paid the price. What is this?

Maggie:
Dug those out of storage. You're probably the last one to read them.

Matt:
My bible. Alright. I get the hint.

Maggie:
And I get the sense that things are complicated with you and the 'Guy upstairs'

Matt:
[laughs] No. Not at all. If anything I'd say where we finally stand with each other. [pauses] There's a man from the land of Uz.

Maggie:
Book of Job.

Matt:
The Book of Job. The story of God's perfect servant Job. He prayed everyday, falling to his knees on the ground, face in the dirt. Slaughtered 10 goats, one for each of his children, burned them at the altar in God's honour. All of God's soldiers, Job, he was the most loyal.

Maggie:
I know the story Matthew.

Matt:
Ah, well then you know what happens next. God murdered all ten of Job's children in cold blood. Scorched every inch of Job's land, lashed at his skin until it was covered in bloody welts. God rained shit and misery on the life of his most perfect servant and still... Job would not curse him. You know what I realised... Job was a pussy. You may say that was me Sister. I suffered willingly. I gave my, er, sweat and blood and skin, without complaint because I too believed that I was God's soldier. ... Well not anymore. I am what I do in the dark now, and bleed only for myself.

[Maggie removes the cross from around her neck and puts it in Matt's hand. He feels it for a moment before chucking it onto the bed]

Matt:
You weren't listening.

Maggie:
I heard every spiteful word. You might hate God right now but the feeling is not mutual

Matt:
I don't hate Him. I've just seen His true face is all. And for the record, I had friends, I had a life. I-- care about people and I'm choosing to let them believe that I'm gone because I am. I'm not Job. [sniffs] And I know my truth now.

Maggie:
What 'truth'?

Matt:
Well that, in front of this God, I'd rather die as the devil than live as Matt Murdock.

Fisk:
Tell me, special agent Nadeem... Do you have anyone in your life who you love so much you would do anything to protect them?

Nadeem:
Are you threatening me?

Fisk:
I have made many mistakes. But I accept the debt I'm paying because of them. But what I will not accept that the woman I love should have to pay for them, too. I would do anything to protect her. Anything.

Nadeem:
I'm sorry, what is it you're saying?

Fisk:
I want to make a deal.

Neda:
You. [gasps]

Daredevil:
Your father... he's in a coma.

Neda:
He's alive. Why did you help us?

Daredevil:
The men who did this are in police custody for another crime. You head down to the 15th Precinct right now, you can identify them.

Neda:
You caught them?

Daredevil:
You should go.

Neda:
Thank God for you.

Daredevil:
He didn't help you. I did.

Fisk:
I've spent much of my life alone. And for many years, I pretended that this was the source of my strength. I told myself I had free will. And in that time, I achieved a great deal. But I was not fulfilled. I was longing for a connection that I could imagine but I could not achieve. Searching and not finding. Until Vanessa. Until I discovered love. I thought I would explode with the sense of power and freedom that she brought me. That the world lay at my feet. But then that passed when I discovered the great lie at the heart of love. That what I took for true freedom was precisely the reverse. You can build a prison of stone and steel, but you merely present the prisoner with a challenge. Any truly determined man will find a way out. But love... Love is the perfect prison. Inescapable. So you see, Agent Nadeem... I am always in prison, wherever I go. And if these things help me protect Vanessa, then they are nothing to me. I will do whatever I must.

Foggy:
Fisk had Ms. Cardenas killed. Maybe you don't give a damn, because she's dead and can't vote for you, but she was a good person. She cared about her community, was braver than both of us put together. Fisk WILL hurt more people like her. She didn't have a voice, because the people in power didn't care. You're supposed to be Ms. Cardenas' voice!

Fisk:
You can take him, grab his gun. come for me! I'm caged up, unarmed! But you won't. You can't kill me. You can't even kill yourself...

Karen:
I want you to tell me I'm a bad person.

Foggy:
I can't say that.

Karen:
Why not?

Foggy:
Because you're not.

Karen:
Then why are you looking at me like that?

Foggy:
Because my friend -- my amazing, kind, brilliant friend went through something terrible and I didn't know.

Karen:
When I got the gun, I could've called the cops, I could've run.

Foggy:
You were afraid for your life. It was self-defense!

Karen:
Seven times.

Foggy:
What?

Karen:
I shot him seven times. Because I wanted him dead.

Foggy:
Has Matt been a shitty friend lately? Without a doubt. But deep down, I think it's hurting him as much as it's hurting us.

Karen:
How do you figure?

Foggy:
Because he could've gone to any reporter, Karen, but he came to you. Maybe Matt's finally coming to his senses. But even if he isn't, the way he's been treating us lately has been on him. But us turning our backs would be on us. People have bailed on Matt his whole life, and I'm not gonna be one of 'em. You do what you want, but that's not the kind of friend I wanna be.

Karen:
[laughs] It's like you argue for a living!

Dex:
I don't know what strings you had to pull to get that waitress a job, but it was a waste of your time. Yeah, they train us in counterintel at Quantico. You really think I'm gonna fall for some bush-league honey trap? You got it in your head that she means something to me. But she doesn't. She doesn't mean shit to me. So what? You... You have me tailed for a few days, you think you know me? Think you got me dialed? You don't, all right? You don't know anything about me. Say something!

Fisk:
When I was a boy... I... beat my father's skull in with a hammer. I was twelve years old. Young for my age, in fact. Terribly inexperienced. I'd never been to a dance with a girl or... stayed up passed midnight. Never been out of the city or even taken the subway on my own. Yet there I was. Twelve years old, standing over my father's body... watching him die by my hand. That feeling -- that moment... I sense it's something you're familiar with. You were taught to hide beneath many fictions. You fashioned yourself into something the world would tolerate. A soldier doing his patriotic duty, a sniper in the FBI... The watchful companion of a nice young woman.

Dex:
You destroyed what we had.

Fisk:
If it were honest and true, no one could've destroyed it!

Dex:
I should've let you die. [Fisk steps forward.] Stay back...

Fisk:
Julie never would've understood you. And society won't, either; it punishes people like you. Like us...

Maggie:
When someone in need tries to push you away... You have to find the strength to hold on tighter.

Daredevil:
Who are you?

Dex:
[dressed in a Daredevil suit] I'm Daredevil.

Dex:
Hello, Karen. It's nice to see you again.

Karen:
[to Fisk, referring to the murder of his father] A hammer, at that age... Is there any part of you that hasn't broken, I wonder?

Karen:
Okay... you want secrets? I can tell you a secret, Wilson. Is it okay if I call you that? I feel like we know each other well enough by now...

Fisk:
As you wish, Karen...

Karen:
Great. James Wesley... What was it like for you when he disappeared? Really, it's those first 24 hours that are the worst, aren't they? When you call and you call and you call, and there's just NO answer. It becomes an obsession. The calling. The never-ending loop of a ghost's voicemail in your ear. You worry. You wonder. You swear "God dammit, if he's still living I'm gonna kill him myself." Is that what it was like for you? Did you rage at him? 'Cause you thought he betrayed you? Because I wonder, what would be worse for you? His duplicity, or his death? He died quickly... if you were wondering. Didn't suffer much. You see, Wilson, Matt Murdock isn't the person you should be worried about. I killed Wesley. I shot him seven times... because the clip ran out. He deserved more.

[As Matt punches a bag downstairs, Maggie prays upstairs:
]

Maggie:
I don't know if I have the strength to get through this. He's so stubborn, full of fury and foolish pride. Please, watch over him? Keep him from making the same damn mistake that took you from us? Our son is too much like you, Jack.

Father Lantom:
Growing up without your parents, Matthew, you don't grow to see them as people. You need to understand that... to understand her.

Tammy Hatley:
I'm not your boss anymore. Wilson Fisk is.

Jack Murdock (Hallucination):
You're too mad to think straight, and it's gonna get you killed. Mattie, c'mon. Your mother didn't only leave you, she left me too.

Matt:
You looking for sympathy? Because that's not happening.

Jack:
She left us because we're cursed. Because she knew we got the devil inside!

Matt:
So it's my fault.

Jack:
Would you be honest with yourself? You put on that mask because it lets you feel alright with who you really are. It lets you hurt people, it makes your feel like it's for something important, [overlapping with Fisk's Hallucination] something good, maybe even for God. But that ain't the truth...

Fisk Hallucination:
And we both know it. You and your father, cut from the same cloth. A corrupt boxer who takes as much satisfaction in inflicting pain as he does money for taking dives. And his son, who's trying to convince himself he's any better than his criminal father. You were born from nothing! You remain nothing!

Lantom:
Well, you have to realize, Karen, that whatever it is that you've done or haven't done, it can still be redeemed.

Karen:
Yeah, that's nice, but I'm not so sure that I believe that.

Lantom:
Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

Fisk:
I know that most of you will find this difficult to accept. That's only because you've been manipulated. Poisoned into believing the news media's fake story, that I am evil. That I am a criminal! Quite the opposite is true. Because I challenged the system. Because I told the truth and I tried to make this city a better place, the people in power decided to tear me down. To tear me down with false allegations. They sent someone to frame me -- Daredevil! The killer who's now showing his true colors. Who's tried to murder people in newspaper offices and churches, attacking our sacred institutions. Believe me, Daredevil is our true public enemy!

Mahoney:
You need to stand your people down...

Nadeem:
Listen to me very carefully: If we take Karen Page into custody, she'll be dead before she reaches HQ. [off his look] No, don't react. Just get her the hell away from us, we clear?

Mahoney:
Crystal.

Falb:
I know who you are, Mr. Fisk. You are a wolf, too. Men like you took away my family, took my ability to love... and almost took my life. You will take nothing more.

Foggy:
Step one, we work together. Step two, we come up with a plan. And step three, we execute that plan.

Matt:
That's genius. Come up with that by yourself?

Foggy:
So, I'm still working out the details.

Seema:
Sami was curled up with me in a bathtub, waiting for men to come kill him. Do you know what I hoped for in that moment? That they'd kill him first, so he didn't have to watch me die. How do you fix that?

Nadeem:
Seems, Seems... I am so sorry. But I will make you and Sami safe. I promise you.

Seema:
I can't let what you say matter to me anymore, Rahul. Sami deserves at least one person in his life he can trust. And that's never going to be you.

Matt:
Are you ready for this? Testifying's not gonna be easy.

Nadeem:
I love my job. I love being the good guy. I wanna be on the right side of the line again.

Matt:
You didn't love it enough to stop Fisk.

Nadeem:
Fisk knows how to make people vulnerable. He got my sister-in-law's health insurance cancelled. He left my family with bills to pay, bills that I had to ta--

Matt:
So you take a loan, you sell your house, you figure it out.

Nadeem:
It wasn't that easy--

Matt:
You backed his play, Ray, you moved him into his hotel and you gave him his toys back.

Nadeem:
He was giving us information that saved lives--!

Matt:
Yeah, while he was taking lives. While he was taking over the city, you knew--

Nadeem:
Well, what the hell are you doing?! I thought you were my lawyer!

Matt:
I am your lawyer, Ray, but I can't do anything to help you if you don't answer this one simple question -- why didn't you blow the whistle when you watched your boss murder an agent?

Nadeem:
...I don't know.

Matt:
Or when you watched Dex walk in that church? You didn't say a goddamn word when he murdered a priest.

Nadeem:
I don't know--

Matt:
THEN WHY ARE WE HERE?!

Nadeem:
BECAUSE I TOOK THE DAMN BAIT! Because I didn't want my son just to see me as an average federal employee...! I messed up. I destroyed my life. My family's life. And I would do anything to take it all back again.

Matt:
Good. You tell that to the DA, and I can help you.

Vanessa:
I think it's time we speak plainly. Speak honestly.

Fisk:
I'm always honest with you.

Vanessa:
When I first met you, I was fascinated by your strength. Your brutality so clear to me, even as you hid it from me. I wanted to observe everything you did. And as I did, I fell in love with you. But this? If this is all we have... it will leave me lonely, Wilson. As lonely as I was in Spain. When you stopped your man from speaking in front of me, I... I was reminded that I am not a part of your life. Not fully, and so not at all. And this... I don't want to admire your world. I want to live inside of it with you.

Fisk:
Vanessa... It's one thing to know my work. But it's another... to dirty your hands with it.

Vanessa:
My hands were never clean. If you truly want me... share your life with me! Fully.

Nadeem:
[recording a video] Hey, beautiful. It's me. I'm home. You remember our wedding vows? "I love you more than life itself". I still do. And Sami? Your name means "Elevated". And that's what you did for me. You made my life better in the most unexpected ways. Elevate your mom now.

Nadeem:
I hoped it'd be you.

Dex:
Hi, Ray. Come on inside. Let's talk.

Nadeem:
Come on, Dex. We both know you're a better liar than that. You want a private place to kill me.

Dex:
You're in a tough spot, Ray. I get that. It sounds hard. Really hard.

Nadeem:
When he's done with you, he'll bury you, too. You know that, right?

Dex:
I'm doing fine. And you would be, too, if you hadn't opened your mouth.

Nadeem:
It's not too late to turn things around, Dex. Fisk manipulated you, just like he did me and Tammy and everyone else. I can help you cut a deal with the DA. We can take him down, you and me. Two federal agents... like we were before.

Dex:
[scoffs] No, that's not gonna happen, Ray. I'm more than a fed now. I feel more myself than I have in my whole life. Fisk gave me that.

Nadeem:
As long as I'm alive, my family's at risk.

Dex:
[points the gun at Nadeem] Let's go, Ray.

Nadeem:
[last words] I'm not going anywhere with you, Dex. [sighs] Whatever you need to do... you do it here.

[Nadeem attempts to shoot Dex with a gun but Dex shoots him first, Nadeem dies]

Foggy:
Matt, please--

Matt:
No. We tried it your way.

Fisk:
I never knew that I could feel this way until the day that we met. I didn't think that I was capable, that there would be someone... that I would care for more than my own life. That her happiness would be more important than anything else. And then... the terrifying thought occurred to me that perhaps my feelings were a trick. The self-deception of a vain man. That the only reason why I love you is because of the way I see my reflection in your eyes. That thought, it fills me with dread. The fear that... That I don't deserve you. And that I am broken!

Vanessa:
Don't you understand we're all broken? The point is to find the person whose broken pieces fit with yours.

Karen:
It's, uh-- It's not murder if it's self-defense, right?

Foggy:
Technically, plotting to kill someone is the exact legal opposite of self-defense.

Nadeem:
[via video message recorded before death] If you're showing this to Sami, I need you to stop the video now. For everyone else... My name is Special Agent Ray Nadeem of the FBI, and under federal law, I swear that the testimony I'm about to give is the truth, whole truth and nothing but the truth... and should be considered my dying declaration. I'm guilty of a number of criminal acts, and I was in no way acting alone. Wilson Fisk coerced me and a number of fellow FBI agents into aiding and abetting a criminal conspiracy... to extort protection money from New York crime organizations. Agents Arinori, Johnson, Markham, Mockter, O'Connor and Ramsey all took part and continue to act as Fisk's operatives under the orders of our boss, Special Agent in Charge Tammy Hattley. There may be others. I can't be sure. But I personally witnessed SAC Hattley murder Agent Winn in her kitchen, using my handgun. And then witnessed Fisk's aide, Felix Manning, remove the body and use this crime and threat against my family to blackmail me into cooperating with Fisk. I'm not making any excuses, because I aided and abetted the worst crime of them all. I personally drove Special Agent Ben Poindexter to the Clinton Church... dressed in a fake Daredevil suit. I knew at this point that Poindexter was the killer who attacked the Bulletin, and I knew he was gonna do something horrible at the church. But I let it happen anyway. So I'm guilty of aiding and abetting the murder of Father Paul Lantom. I'm ashamed of what I've done. But that doesn't change the fact that I and everyone I just named are guilty as hell. Seems... you need to get this video to my attorneys. And don't try and run. Go to the FBI and pretend like you don't know anything about any of this. Tell them I'm a monster. [sobs] It's the only way that you and Sami can get through this. I'm sorry, baby. I will always love you. [kisses]

Daredevil:
Police are on their way up. You need to shut down the elevators.

Shelby:
Why?

Daredevil:
So nobody stops me.

Fisk:
I will never stop hunting Karen Page or Foggy Nelson. I will tell the world who you really are.

Vanessa:
Wilson.

Fisk:
Vanessa, please go! Please!

Daredevil:
[grunting] You... You... You want me to kill you.

Fisk:
No prison can keep me. You know that. COME ON, KILL ME!

Daredevil:
NO! God knows I want to, but you don't get to destroy who I am! You will go back to prison, and you will live the rest of your miserable life in a cage, knowing you'll never have Vanessa, that this city rejected you. It beat you. I BEAT YOU! [unmasks himself] You'll keep my secret, and you won't harm Karen Page or Foggy Nelson or anyone else. Because if you do, I will go after your wife. [Fisk snarls softly] And I will prove Vanessa ordered the murder of Agent Ray Nadeem, and like her husband, she'll spend the rest of her life in a cell. [masks himself]

Fisk:
[to Vanessa] I failed you. I failed you.

Vanessa:
No.

Fisk:
Everything that I tried to build for us... Vanessa... today was the happiest day of my life.

Vanessa:
[approaches Fisk] All I wanted was you. Please.

Fisk:
[to Daredevil] If I agree to your demands, then... you leave my wife alone! You leave Vanessa free!

Daredevil:
If you keep your word.

Fisk:
[shakes Daredevil's hand] Then, it's a deal.

Matt:
Last time we spoke, I confronted Father Lantom. I was angry. I'd change that if I could.

Maggie:
If God allowed that, there'd be no future. Just people endlessly rewriting the past.

Matt:
Yeah. I think he was trying to tell me that for a long time. His last words were, "Forgive us."

Maggie:
Do you think that's possible?

Matt:
He told me something, years ago, when this happened, that I never forgot. See, I was pretty angry at God and bitter towards his world. How could a loving God blind me? Why? Anyway, he told me... God's plan is like a beautiful tapestry. And the tragedy of being human is that we only get to see it from the back. With all the ragged threads and the muddy colors. And we only get a hint at the true beauty that would be revealed if we could see the whole pattern on the other side... as God does.

Matt:
Feels like half of Hell's Kitchen is here today to say goodbye to Father Paul Lantom. Seems fair. He certainly welcomed everyone here, Catholic or not. And he expected those of us who were to, uh, look for ways to do good in our community. Not even the kids got out of that requirement. I'm sure I'm not the only one who remembers his "suggestion" that we give some of our First Communion money to the poor box. And that was his way. To think of the community, and the, uh... and the individuals in it. To think in terms of, "What can I give?" He gave his life, right here in this church, protecting others. Standing up to a man who used fear as a tool to set neighbors against one another. If Father Lantom had an enemy, I would say it was fear. For me, personally, he spent many years trying to get me to face my own fears. To understand how they enslaved me, how they divided me from the people that I love. He counseled me to transcend my fears, to be brave enough to forgive... and see the possibilities of being a man without fear. That was his legacy. And now it's up to all of us to, uh, live up to it.