The Extremely Ill-Advised Arrow Project: Episode 1.04 – “An Innocent Man”
|September 22, 2013||Posted by Jess under Comics, The Extremely Ill-Advised Arrow Project|
We open where the last episode left off, with Diggle waking up in the Arrowcave, except this time we get Ollie’s hilarious uncomfortable facial expression right before Diggle sits up. Hee. “Hey,” Ollie says. “Oliver?” Diggle asks, struggling to his feet. “You’re the vigilante.” He swings at Ollie, but he’s still groggy and injured and Ollie dodges easily.
“Take it easy, Dig, you were poisoned,” Ollie says. Diggle goes for him again, and Ollie pushes him onto the table. “I could’ve taken you anywhere. Could’ve taken you home. I brought you here.” HOW ABOUT THE HOSPITAL? Seriously, what happened to the bullet?
“You really did lose your mind on that island,” Diggle says. “I found a couple of things along the way,” Ollie replies. “Like what, archery classes?” Diggle snaps. “Clarity,” Ollie says, and launches into a speech about the white collar criminals destroying the city. He asks Diggle (who, we learn, was in Special Forces) to join him: “You’re a fellow soldier.” “Oliver, you’re not a soldier,” Diggle says incredulously. “You’re a criminal. And a murderer.” ALL ONE HUNDRED PERCENT TRUE!
ARROW! BUM BUM BUM!
Queen Castle. Ollie lets himself in and is heading up the stairs when Laurel accosts him: “Where were you?” He asks why she’s there; she heard about the shooting and was checking in. No one on TV ever has a phone, have you noticed that? “I knocked on the door and I found a family terrified for you,” she goes on. “They had no idea where you were!” Ollie groans like he just remembered he has a family. She asks if he’s really that self-centered and tells him his family deserves to be treated better than that. He gets his sincere voice on as he thanks her, but it’s really losing its effectiveness. Unmoved, she leaves –
- and we see Thea behind Ollie. “That was harsh,” she says. “You okay?” “Second time tonight that a friend of mine has taken me to the woodshed,” he replies. Ugh, what a horrible, um, saying? Is that a saying? It’s horrible. He bids her good night and heads upstairs.
In bed, he flashes back to the island. In the cave, he takes a picture of Laurel out of his wallet and stares at it. Yao walks in with a cage made of sticks and places it next to Ollie. He tells him something in Mandarin that I am not going to attempt to transliterate because I would butcher it. Ollie asks what he’s supposed to do with the bird, but Yao just repeats the single command over and over. “I don’t speak Chinese!” Ollie yells. Yao scoffs. Ollie looks back down at the picture: “I’m sorry, Laurel. I’m so sorry.”
Present day. Ollie sits bolt upright in bed.
He finds Thea downstairs, eating chips and watching a TV. “Couldn’t sleep either?” she asks. She’s watching a news story (teenagers love the news!) about “Peter Declan,” who apparently killed his wife in their baby’s room back in 2008. There’s a clip of Declan proclaiming his innocence.
Turning off the TV, Thea asks why Ollie can’t sleep and he tells her he had a nightmare about Laurel. She suggests he “make a play”: “She did come over here just to make sure you didn’t get shot.” “There are reasons,” Ollie says. “Like what? Besides you sleeping with her sister and her sister dying and her father hating her guts and you basically being a jerk to everybody since you’ve been back.” I love you, Thea. Ollie tells her he’s not the same person he used to be, and Thea says he should show Laurel that.
Morning. Ollie comes downstairs to find Moira reading the paper and a strange guy in a suit standing at attention behind her. “Mr. Diggle’s replacement,” Moira explains. “He tendered his resignation this morning. He said he didn’t approve of the way you spend your evenings, particularly given that they always begin with you ditching him.” Looking a bit disappointment, Ollie shakes hands with “Rob Scott,” who introduces himself as Ollie’s new “bodyman.” Ollie is clearly biting back laughter at this doofus.
Moira tsks at a news story about Peter Declan, whose execution, it seems, is in two days. The TV correspondent mentions that Declan’s wife Camille worked for Jason Brodeur, and Ollie’s ears perk up. He asks Rob to get the car, and Rob says “No offense, Mr. Queen, but I’ve been filled in on your tendency to slip the leash. If it’s all the same to you, I’d prefer keeping you in my sights at all times.” “We’re 20 miles from the city. If you don’t drive me, how else am I gonna get there?” Ollie asks. Embarrassed, Rob goes for the car. “I like him,” Ollie tells Moira.
Cut to Rob waiting outside by the car. Ollie drives by on a motorcycle and waves. Hee!
Arrowcave. Ollie studies the Declan case online. Apparently he killed his wife in cold blood; all the evidence points that way. But Jason Brodeur is on the List. Because of course if someone from the List is involved, everyone else must be innocent. Except all the employees Ollie kills, I guess.
Elsewhere, Brodeur talks to an assassin whose name I didn’t catch even upon rewinding, so I’m gonna call him Joe. Joe thinks Brodeur should’ve just let him kill Declan as well as Camille. “Peter Declan is worth more alive,” Brodeur says. “‘Husband Kills Wife’ is a much better headline than ‘Whistleblower Uncovers Toxic Dumping,’ don’t you think?”
Arrowcave. Ollie forges arrows at a little blowtorch setup as he voiceovers that he’s pretty much already concluded that Brodeur is guilty and Declan is innocent. Oy. “He’ll need a good attorney,” he thinks, and looks at the picture of Laurel from the island.
Cut to We’re Lawyers, Laurel, Inc. Joanna rags on Laurel for being a workaholic and tells her she’ll never meet someone if she’s never anywhere but work or her apartment. “Oh, that’s not true,” Laurel says as she packs up to go. “I could still get mugged on the way home.” “In that case, I hope he’s cute and single,” Joanna replies. I wish you got to talk about anything but Laurel’s love life, Joanna.
Laurel walks into her apartment and flips the light switch. The light doesn’t go on. And the windows are open. She pulls a gun out of a drawer and cocks it, then turns to find Ollie, fully costumed and hood up. He presses a button on a handheld voice scrambler: “Hello, Laurel.”
“Stay back!” she says, holding the gun steadily on him. “My father’s a cop, you are making a huge mistake.” He tells her that he needs her help proving Declan’s innocence: “Jason’s wife was gonna blow the whistle on Jason Brodeur. Brodeur had her murdered.” How do you know about the whistleblowing, Ollie? Have you been reading the recap?
“Why me?” Laurel asks, which is a very good question, considering that she’s a CIVIL ATTORNEY and this is a CRIMINAL CASE. Ollie, who has been inching forward this whole time, gently lowers the gun in her hands. “We’re both trying to help.” He circles around behind her. This is an awful way to make her feel safer, Ollie. He tells her he knows she’d do anything to save an innocent man. When she turns, he’s gone.
Jail. Declan insists to a somewhat hostile Laurel that he’s innocent. “The murder weapon was a knife from your kitchen with your prints on it,” Laurel points out. “It was found along with Camille’s blood in the trunk of your car. Your neighbors said they heard an argument that night.” Declan tells her the fight was over Brodeur: Camille found out his company was dumping toxic waste into the Glades and told a supervisor, and Declan was afraid she’d put herself in danger. The fight made the baby cry, so Camille stayed in the nursery that night, and that’s where Declan found her body in the morning. “I’m innocent, Ms. Lance.” Laurel looks convinced.
Queen Consolidated. Moira walks into Walter’s office, where he’s been working so hard he missed their lunch date. He apologizes, and she asks what’s kept him. It’s a financial discrepancy: “2.6 million dollar withdrawal from one of our Vancouver subsidiaries.” Your whole universe is a Vancouver subsidiary, kids. Moira stiffens slightly; she obviously knows where that money went. She asks if he suspects someone of embezzling, and he says it’s probably just a bookkeeping error. Troubled, she follows him out of the office.
Police station. Laurel stares at the police sketch of the Hood. Lance tells her the case against Declan was airtight and she points out that Brodeur has the resources to frame someone. Lance asks if she really thinks he’d let Declan be executed if he thought for a second they had the wrong guy. Can we open this question up to the class? Because I really, really think you would, Lance. Laurel asks about the supervisor Camille supposedly told about the toxic waste dumping, and Lance says the supervisor, Matt Istook, claims he didn’t even see Camille that day. “You know, I thought it’d be a cold day in Hell before you started defending criminals,” he says as she starts to leave. “I’m not so sure Declan’s a criminal,” she replies.
Big Belly Burger. Carly brings a tray to Diggle, whose arm is in a sling, and asks what happened. He tells her he’s fine. “I knew that Queen guy was trouble,” she says. “Hey, I never said this happened protecting Queen,” he replies. She looks up and asks why Ollie’s walking in, then.
Rob scans the restaurant and announces that the “area’s secure.” Hee. Ollie thanks him and introduces himself to Carly. “I know who you are,” she says. “No, you really don’t,” Diggle mutters. She glares at Ollie and walks away, and he sits down at the booth. Ollie says he couldn’t help but notice he hasn’t been arrested yet, and asks if the fact that Diggle hasn’t turned him in means that Diggle’s considering his offer. “That’s a hell of a way to put it,” Diggle says. Ollie tells him it’s a chance to do the kind of good that made Diggle join the military. Diggle treats that remark with all the scorn it deserves.
Ollie shows Diggle the journal: “This was my father’s. I found it when I buried him.” He tells Diggle about Robert’s suicide, and that he needs to right the wrongs done by the Queens. You know, Ollie never seems to question why Robert made the list or what, exactly, it’s a list of. Gee, I hope that’s not crucially important or anything!
Ollie tells Diggle this could help his family too: “The police never caught your brother’s shooter.” “Hey, you leave Andy out of this,” Diggle snaps. Ollie says that the bullets that killed Andy were laced with curare, which means Ollie took down his killer last episode. “Do you remember when the people in this city helped each other?” Ollie asks. “They can’t do that anymore, because a group of people – people like my father – they see nothing wrong with raising themselves up by stepping on other people’s throats.” Or…backs? Throats won’t get you very high. Also, dude, you’re like 26, what’s with this nostalgia for a time that never existed?
“It does need to stop, and if it’s not gonna be the courts, and it’s not gonna be the cops, then it’s gonna be me,” Ollie concludes.
“…And I hope you.” He stands up.
Rob hurries over. “I’m gonna go to the washroom,” Ollie says, and walks off. There’s a beat. Rob and Diggle look at each other. “Oh, that boy’s long gone now,” Diggle says. Hee!
Queen Castle. Walter’s working at home, trying to track down the missing $2.6 million. Moira tells him she’s solved the mystery: “I think I’m the culprit. $2.6 million is a rather specific figure. That’s the exact amount the company invested in a friend’s start-up venture three years ago.” She tells him she’ll have Accounting clear it all up in the morning and leaves. Walter looks troubled.
WLLI. Joanna can’t believe Laurel is spending so much time on the Declan case. Laurel confesses that the Hood encouraged her to look into it. Frustratingly, she delivers the line like she’s telling Joanna a boy band member asked her out. The fact that she has her files clutched to her chest like a 1950s schoolgirl’s books doesn’t help. Joanna’s like, UM, HE KILLS PEOPLE. MAYBE YOU. “He won’t!” Laurel insists. “I can feel it!” “Angel of Music” starts playing and Ollie emerges from the mists in a swan-shaped boat. Okay, not really, but ugh. Ugh to all of this. I cannot buy Laurel as a smart, professional woman who is too good for Ollie and Tommy’s bullshit if she’s going to go all weak in the knees over a murderer in green pleather.
Cut to a roof. Laurel asks why they can’t talk face-to-face. Ollie, hood up, asks what came of her meeting with Declan. She tells him about Istook and that he already testified that he didn’t speak to Camille on the day in question. Ollie replies that Istook hasn’t been questioned by him yet. So, terrified into an inadmissible confession, you mean?
She tells him she didn’t become a lawyer to break the law, and Ollie says what he does is necessary. “If what you’re doing isn’t wrong,” she says, and this line is so cliche that my brain immediately fills in “…then why do you wear a mask?” But of course she says “…then why are you hiding your face with a hood?” and the first time I saw this episode I had to pause because I was laughing so hard.
“To protect the ones I care about,” he says. “That sounds lonely,” she replies. You guys, I can’t. I can’t. This makes me so angry. There’s more dumb dialogue and he grapples away and I hate them both. UGH.
Queen Consolidated. Felicity marches out of the elevator and into Walter’s office. “I’ve got one question: why am I being fired? I am without a doubt the single most valuable member of your technical division. That’s including my so-called supervisor. Letting me go would be a major error for this company.” Walter calmly tells her she’s not being fired, and Felicity awkwardly says she assumed that’s why she was called up to his office.
But no, Walter wants her to “discreetly dig up” details of the $2.6 million transaction. “I’m your girl,” she says, starts to leave, then turns. “I mean, I’m not your girl, I wasn’t making a pass at you. Thank you for not firing me.” FELICITY. <3 This scene directly after the previous one makes it all the more frustrating that Laurel is written so crappily 90% of the time, because Felicity and Moira and Thea (and later Shado) show that the writers can actually write awesome women when they feel like it.
Elsewhere, Matt Istook is getting into his car when he’s hit in the back of the neck with a dart. He passes out and wakes up handcuffed to train tracks, with Ollie standing over him. Ollie demands that Istook tell him the truth, “or it’s time for the 10:15 to Bludhaven.” Istook stammers that Brodeur paid him to say he never spoke to Camille, but he had nothing to do with her death. He tells Ollie he’ll even give him the file with Camille’s report. As the train bears down on him, Ollie shoots the handcuffs, freeing Istook, who scrambles away just in time. So if he tripped or was frozen in terror, Ollie, you’d consider his death justice? Really?
Flashback. Yao is roasting some kind of meat in the cave. Ravenous, Ollie reaches for it, and Yao shoves him away. “Okay, fine, don’t share,” Ollie grumps. Yao points at the bird in the cage and gives him the same command as before. This time, he mimes breaking the bird’s neck. “I’m not gonna kill the bird,” Ollie says. Yao’s expression is all, “Too bad for you then” as he eats.
Present day, WLLI. Laurel’s the only one there when the lights go out. Oh jeez. Ollie drops Istook’s file on her desk and she marvels at what illegality will get you. “I always thought the law was sacred - that it fixed everything.” Siiiiiiiigh. Look, I don’t think that every law we have is a good one, but the ones against using forced confessions in a trial, or, you know, murder? Those are okay.
Anyway, there’s dialogue. It’s dumb. Ollie leaves. Whatever.
Queen Castle. Ollie walks in, grinning. “Oh my God,” Thea says. “What is wrong with your face? There’s something really weird on it, like this thing with your mouth…it looks like it’s in the shape of a smile?” He tells her he took her advice with Laurel. Um, that’s super not what she meant. But Thea does say she has “mad relationship skills,” and it was almost worth all this stupidity just for that line.
As she saunters away, Rob walks in, looking exhausted. “Rob,” Ollie says. “You gotta keep up.”
WLLI. Laurel’s hard at work when Lance walks in. Istook told the police about Ollie’s attack, and Lance put two and two together. “He’s a vigilante. He’s a damn criminal, and you’re working with him. That makes you an accessory.” Laurel says it’s for Declan and she wouldn’t have to break the law if the police had done their job right in the first place. I hate Lance, but I feel bad for him here.
Courthouse, judge’s quarters. Laurel points out that the file proves that Istook perjured himself for Brodeur, and Brodeur and his lawyers saunter in and accuse her of slander. Laurel insists on a stay of execution, but the judge doesn’t think she has enough evidence. “This isn’t over,” Laurel tells a smirking Brodeur. “I’ve got the loose end now, and no matter what happens, I am going to pull on it until your whole world unravels.” She storms out.
Brodeur’s office. Laurel has somehow put the fear of God in him with her sweater-related threats, and he’s convinced he’s looking at jail time. Joe tells him that Laurel’s going to want to meet with Declan that night, and that they have friends in Iron Heights: “Prison can be a dangerous place.” Maybe don’t have this conversation with the lawyer in the room? Also, Iron Heights is in Kansas, so what a schlep.
Rooftop. “We’re not done yet,” Ollie says. “I’m an attorney,” Laurel says, in case we forgot during this episode, since she hasn’t been acting like one at all. “Trust me, we’re done.” She says nothing short of a signed confession from Brodeur could save Declan’s life, and Ollie heads off to get one.
Walter’s office. Felicity talks while Walter paces. “The company Mrs. Queen…uh, Steele…Steele-Queen? Is she hyphenating? She seems like a woman who would hyphenate.” ILU Felicity. “Right. The company she invested in doesn’t exist,” Felicity says. “There was no investment. The money was used to set up an offshore LLC called Tempest.” And Tempest is super hidden, with almost no records, except for a warehouse purchased in 2009, right in Starling City. She gives Walter the address.
Big Belly Burger. Carly tells Diggle to stop moping and move on: “Personal security is dangerous. Your nephew already lost his father – he can’t lose his uncle too.” Diggle asks if it ever bothers her that they never caught Andy’s killer. He says in Afghanistan, he did his job, and tried to help the people there when he could, but at home he just protects “spoiled one percenters. I miss feeling like I’m making a difference in the world.” Carly tells him to do what he believes in. “What if it’s wrong?” he asks. “John, if you believe in something, how can it be wrong?” she replies.
Brodeur’s office. Ollie, suited up, threatens Brodeur at arrowpoint. Brodeur’s not scared: “You need me to exonerate Pete Declan. Maybe you could try to force a confession out of me or something – “ Ollie shoots him in the hand. “That might be difficult.” Okay, pointless, but Brodeur is a slimeball, so I’ll allow it.
Brodeur’s phone rings and Ollie makes him answer it. Joe tells him that “It’s going down. One hour.” Ollie demands to know what. “Let’s just say Peter Declan’s execution is getting moved up,” Brodeur says, and Ollie knocks him out.
Iron Heights. Laurel is trying to convince Declan they still have a shot, but he’s given up hope. Meanwhile, Ollie knocks out a guard and steals his uniform. Elsewhere, Joe pays off a different guard: “Time to unlock the cages.” The guard pulls a switch and the lights go out. An alarm starts blaring, and the guards in Laurel and Declan’s inexplicably enormous meeting room tell them to stay put. Laurel runs to the door –
- and sees a full-scale prison riot. All the cells are open and the guards are vastly outnumbered. Laurel and Declan run for it but find themselves in a dead end, surrounded by prisoners.
Suddenly one of the prisoners drops, and arrow in his chest. Laurel and Declan turn to see Ollie, wearing a prison guard uniform, a ski mask, and his quiver. “Let’s go!” he says, and they run back down the hallway, Ollie defending their rear.
He leads them into a side corridor as real guards with riot gear rush past, but they’re attacked by a giant prisoner. He knocks Ollie down, hurls Laurel into a fence, then throws her to the ground and starts to choke her. Um, why? And what happened to her self defense lessons?
Enraged, Ollie throws himself at the prisoner and starts punching him in the face, over and over. Laurel pulls him off, and he almost hits her before catching himself. She stares at him. “Laurel,” he says – and then guards flood into the room, backing Laurel safely against the wall and apprehending Declan, and Ollie makes himself scarce.
Later, outside the prison, Lance gets out of his car and runs over to Laurel, who throws herself into his arms. It’s gonna be less cute if this happens every episode. She tearfully apologizes, and he tells her she was right: “Brodeur’s bodyguard just confessed to Camille Declan’s murder.” Um, why? Seriously, why would he do that? I’m assuming Brodeur told him to, but he was absolutely right that Ollie couldn’t force him into a confession, and it’s unlikely the riot would’ve gotten pinned on Brodeur, so…huh?
Lance adds that the Hood is still dangerous, and Laurel agrees: “He’s a killer. He would’ve killed that man. I looked in his eyes…it’s like he had no remorse.” Perched on a ledge of the prison, somehow in hearing distance of this quiet conversation, Ollie sadly removes his ski mask.
Flashback. Ollie stares at the bird. “Please,” he tells Yao, “I’m starving. I never killed anything before.” Finally he reaches into the cage, takes out the bird, whispers “I’m sorry,” and snaps its neck.
Present day. Ollie sadfaces some more. Lance asks how the Hood got into the prison in such an outlandish outfit, and Laurel says he was wearing a prison guard uniform. Lance pauses, thinking.
A warehouse. Walter approaches the door and finds a keypad next to it. He types in “Tempest,” but that doesn’t work. Next he tries “Oliver” and “Thea,” but neither of those work either. After a pause, he tries “Robert,” and the door clicks open. He ducks inside…and finds the Queen’s Gambit, Robert’s yacht.
Police station. Lance and Detective Exposition sit next to a tech guy as he goes through the security footage from the Unidac auction. There’s nothing…and then Lance spots the footage of Ollie taking his costume out of the garbage can on the stairwell. “I’ll be damned,” he mutters.
A park, the next day. Declan thanks Laurel before being joyously reunited with his daughter. I doubt she would really run into his arms, considering that she couldn’t possibly remember him and must have a sense that her daddy is a bad man since he’s been in jail for murdering her mother her entire life, but it’s sweet.
Arrowcave. Ollie watches Brodeur being arrested on the news and crosses him off the list. He picks up Laurel’s picture.
Flashback. Ollie’s eating his bird (cooked). Yao says the word again. “Yeah, bird, I know,” Ollie says. Yao tells him, in English, that it doesn’t mean bird, but “survive.” Ollie stares at him: “You speak English?” “You want survive this place, bird not last thing you kill,” Yao tells him, and holds up the picture of Laurel. “And forget her. You look at that all day, you not survive this place.”
Present day. Moira gets into a limo. “You wanted to see me?” The camera pans over to John Barrowman, who says she looks nervous. He whips out the police sketch of the Hood and Moira asks if he’s worried he’s a target. “Jason Brodeur. Adam Hunt. Warren Patel. Tell me you see a connection, Moira.” “He’s not targeting the rich,” she realizes. “No, he’s not. He’s targeting the list,” Barrowman replies. Okay, but Ollie didn’t actually target Patel, and there’s no reason Barrowman and Moira should even know Ollie was involved in that plotline.
Queen Castle. Ollie walks into the living room to find Diggle there. “You here for the bodyguard position? ‘Cause the new guy just quit.” Hee. Diggle says he’s there about the other job offer. “Just to be clear,” he goes on, “I’m not signing on to be your sidekick. Fighting for this city needs to be done and you’re gonna do this with or without me. But with me, there’ll be fewer casualties, including you…You need someone to remind you who you are, not this thing you’re becoming.” He holds out a hand and they shake. Is he still going to take the bodyguard position back, though? Because Moira won’t stop hiring people otherwise, and Diggle needs an income.
Suddenly police walk in, much to Walter’s consternation. “You can’t just barge in here,” he says. “Yeah?” says Lance. “Well, I got a badge and a gun that say different.” Okay, but do you have A WARRANT? I just. Lance is such a terrible character because he’s entirely based on opposing Ollie’s willingness to operate outside the law, and then he does things like declare that he can do whatever he wants because he has a badge and a gun. I hate him so much.
Moira and Thea come in to see what all the commotion’s about as Detective Exposition handcuffs Ollie. “Walter, stop them!” Thea yells. Aw. Lance tells Ollie he’s under arrest for “obstruction of justice, aggravated assault, trespassing, acting as a vigilante, and murder,” and he’s marched out of the house.
I’ve gotta say, this is one of the worst episodes of the season. Killing a bird in order to live is not the same thing as willfully murdering humans just because, Laurel is NOT A CRIMINAL ATTORNEY, and I hate, hate, hate that she gets so fluttery and useless around Ollie-as-Hood. Just. Ugh.