The Extremely Ill-Advised Arrow Project: Episode 1.20 – “Home Invasion”
|February 10, 2014||Posted by Jess under Comics, Television, The Extremely Ill-Advised Arrow Project|
Arrowcave. Ollie holds up targets for a shirtless, be-boxing-gloved Diggle. YES I AM HERE FOR THIS. Diggle says they need to end Deadshot before he makes any more widows.
Elsewhere, Deadshot kills an ambassador. Sorry, Dig.
Ollie assures Diggle that they’ll take care of Deadshot, but he’s on another continent – and Felicity interrupts to say she’s been tracking “Argus’s” manhunt for Deadshot (I guess Argus is where Lyla works?), “which means I just hacked a federal agency, which kinda makes me a cyberterrorist, which is bad ‘cause I really don’t see myself fitting in at Guantanamo Bay.” ILU Felicity. Ollie assures her that they don’t send blondes there, because this show loves touching on racism in weird, jokey ways. “I dye it,” says Felicity, then looks sharply up at Ollie: “I keep your secrets.” Okay, hee.
Anyway, Lyla’s set up a fake job offer for Deadshot and he’s back in town. Diggle says he’ll get more details from her.
Ollie mentions he’s having lunch with Laurel, and Diggle and Felicity stare at him, then exchange knowing looks. Hee again. Felicity points out that Laurel’s kind of a complicated person for Ollie to be friends with and Ollie’s all “Whatever, I do what I want.”
Flashback. Ollie tucks the picture of Laurel into his pocket and joins Shado and Slade, who are discussing the plan to rescue Yao Fei. Shado says Ollie will provide cover while she and Slade infiltrate the camp. Both guys are skeptical, especially when Shado says Ollie will be shooting a bow, but it’s because he’s not very good at it and not because a bow is a dumb weapon against military-grade firearms. But Shado’s determined to train him. This is moronic.
Present day, Argus. Diggle asks Lyla how the investigation’s going and she angrily tells him that she did some digging: “Did you really think I wouldn’t find out that he killed your brother? That you were using me?…I will not let you use my agency to settle your blood feud.” She tells him to stay away from Deadshot or she’ll have him arrested.
WLLI. Laurel’s studying news stories on “Edward Rasmus” when Ollie comes in. She tells him she’ll have to cancel their lunch date. They’re making small talk about Ollie “letting” Tommy take the job opportunity with his father when Laurel’s clients come in: the Moore couple and their little boy. Laurel introduces Ollie to the adults and he points to little Taylor and says “And this must be your bodyguard.” It’s legit adorable. (Side note: Have you seen Amell with his daughter? Every time I do I think “Cissie” and then I have to lie on the floor and let the feelings wash over me for a while.)
Ollie leaves and Laurel warns the Moores that Rasmus can play rough. They insist that they want to try to get back the savings Rasmus stole from them. The Moores seem like good people. I’m sad for five minutes from now.
…Make that one minute, because we cut to Chez Moore. A man knocks on the door and says he’s brought some documents from Laurel. Mr. Moore lets him in, and the assassin (sorry, spoiler) very pleasantly opens his briefcase, takes out a gun with a silencer on it, and shoots him.
He heads down the hall, knocking things over as he goes. “Sorry about the mess. This works better if it looks like a break-in.” Mrs. Moore steps out of Taylor’s room and he shoots her too, right before Taylor’s horrified eyes. Their eyes meet, and Taylor closes and locks the door. Good thinking, Taylor! By the time the assassin kicks it in, Taylor’s gone out the window.
His phone rings and a man in a limo – presumably Rasmus – asks if it’s done. The assassin tells him Taylor got away. “Did he see you?” Rasmus asks. “No, Mr. Rasmus,” the assassin assures him. “What he saw was the face of the man who will reunite him with his parents.”
Queen Castle, the next morning. Ollie hears about the murder on the news and gets his serious face on. Also, Taylor is supposedly seven. Uh, that actor is like 10, show.
Police station. Tommy assures Laurel it wasn’t her fault, and she tells him she’s angry, not guilty. Yay, spunky Laurel! Quentin tells her to stay out of it, since Rasmus is dangerous. As opposed to every single other defendant she’s faced this season? Have any of them not tried to kill her?
The social worker interrupts to give them a chance to say goodbye to Taylor. Let’s all stop to consider that that seven-year-old kid witnessed his mother’s death, got himself through the window and down the fire escape, found safety, and called the cops. Is this Arrow’s Batman? Anyway, when Laurel finds out Taylor will be a ward of the state until they can track down extended family, she offers to take him in. Um, is there ANY way this isn’t a conflict of interest and probably illegal? No? Okay, just checking. Anyway, Quentin and Tommy both look incredibly resigned, which is hilarious.
Quentin tells them he’ll park a patrol car outside Laurel’s and commands Tommy to keep an eye on his Woman and Child. “I spend most nights at your daughter’s anyway,” Tommy says, then “…There was probably a better way to tell you that.” Hee!
Quentin leaves and Ollie walks in. Tommy blocks him and asks what he’s doing there. Ollie says he wanted to make sure Laurel was okay, mentions that he met the Moores during the aborted lunch date, and winces when he realizes Laurel didn’t tell Tommy about lunch. “Tell me what?” Laurel asks, joining them, but Tommy quickly says “Nothing” and hustles them off. Aw, Ollie’s genuinely trying not to be a dick here!
Flashback. Ollie shoots and misses. He’s frustrated, but Shado calmly hands him another arrow and tells him to try again, putting her hand on his chest to, uh, “steady” him, apparently. They gaze at each other. “I hope you’re getting closer to teaching him how to be a better marksman,” Slade interrupts. “It’s not as if our lives depend on it or anything.” He takes off, and Ollie takes aim at his target again.
Present day, Arrowcave. Felicity’s hacked Argus and they now know Deadshot’s supposed to meet his fake employer tomorrow night at eight. But instead, Argus will arrest him. “Do you want Lawton arrested?” Ollie asks, and as fucked up as this is I’m glad he gives Dig the option. “No,” Diggle says. “Then tomorrow night we cross Floyd Lawton off your list,” Ollie promises.
He tells the others about the Moores – they’re appalled, of course – and asks Felicity to find a link from Rasmus to the killer, then takes his hood and heads to Laurel’s.
Police station. Quentin’s about to head to Laurel’s as well when Roy comes in. He tells Quentin he’s there because he wants to see the Hood brought to justice – which, like, that’s a terrible excuse, Roy, come on – and the minute Quentin leaves, steals a radio off his desk.
Laurel’s. Laurel tries to get Taylor interested in dinner, and he mournfully says he misses his parents. She looks uncertainly at Tommy, who squats down in front of Taylor and tells him about Mama Merlyn: “[The police officer] said that she was gone and that I would never see her again, but you know what? He was wrong.” “You saw her?” Taylor asks. “Every time I close my eyes, I see her,” Tommy assures him. “Try it, close your eyes.”
Taylor does: “I see them,” he says wonderingly. “Whenever you are sad, or scared, just remember that they will always be there,” Tommy says. Taylor’s crying and Tommy and Laurel aren’t particularly dry-eyed either. “You constantly surprise me, Merlyn,” she says. TOMMY. <3 There’s a knock on the door and Tommy goes to answer it, Laurel behind him. “Ms. Lance? It’s Lt. Kessel, SCPD,” a voice calls. It’s the assassin, who holds a gun up to the peephole like a freaking moron. Laurel asks him to hold his badge up to the door, because sometimes she is really smart and competent, and he does. She gasps and backs away: “Okay, great. Just one sec.”
“What?” Tommy asks. “His badge number begins with a zero, lieutenants’ badge numbers begin with a one,” she says. The assassin starts shooting and kicks in the door. Tommy and Laurel run in different directions, Tommy towards Taylor. He hauls him off the couch and covers him with his body, stroking his hair to keep him quiet.
The assassin shoots up the living room, then approaches the couch. “It was the badge that gave me away, right?” he asks.
“You know, my father’s a cop,” Laurel says from behind him, and SHOOTS AT HIM WITH A FREAKING RIFLE. “And that’s not all he taught me.” She goes to shoot again, but it’s ALREADY OUT OF CLIPS ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, LAUREL. See, and THIS, this right here, is 400% of the problem with Laurel. She’s smart enough and competent enough and brave enough and fast on her feet enough to practice caution, sense that something is wrong, trust Tommy to take care of Taylor, go for the weapon, and confront an armed murderer – but not any of those things enough to MAKE SURE THE DAMN GUN IS LOADED, just so that Ollie can swing in through the window and save her. Dear show, tearing your heroine down to make your hero look more heroic just makes them both look like idiots and makes no one want them together.
Sure enough, the assassin’s about to shoot Laurel when Ollie crashes through the window and starting slinging arrows. There’s a shoot-out, and the assassin escapes through the window. Ollie and Tommy stare at each other.
Post-commercial, Quentin stares at the crime scene Laurel’s apartment has become, like, again? “I feel like it might be time for you to move,” he says. Hee! Quentin, you’re all right in this episode. He wants Laurel, Tommy, and Taylor in protective custody, but Laurel figures the Hood’ll take care of them. UM, NO, LAUREL. Tommy in particular looks very over this idea.
“Even if I was comfortable with the idea of him watching over you 24/7, which I’m not, something tells me he’s got better things to do,” Quentin says. Zing! Quentin, you’re on fire today. Begrudgingly, Tommy suggests they stay at Ollie’s house, since the Queens have a ton of security. “We both only want what is best for Laurel, and right now, that is to stay close to Oliver.” Oh, Tommy. Quentin sighs, and agrees. Laurel does not get to make decisions about her own life and safety, because why would she?
Queen Castle. Diggle introduces Laurel et al. to what looks like three bodyguards he’s selected himself and assures them they’ll be safe. Moira introduces herself to Taylor: “How ‘bout I show you where I hide the good cookies?” You guys, Moira might be my favorite. I don’t know. I HAVE SO MANY FAVORITES. (Okay, actually for real list in order: Tommy, Diggle, Felicity, Thea, Moira, Roy, Walter, huge drop off down to Shado, Slade, Ollie, Laurel, another huge drop off down to Quentin.)
Diggle and Ollie have awkwardly veiled dialogue about “the Lawton meeting” and Ollie says he’ll meet Diggle at the club. Diggle leaves. Tommy’s pissed Ollie’s prioritizing other stuff, but Laurel says she thinks the bodyguards will be more helpful than Ollie will, giving Ollie a nice out. Tommy’s still unhappy, though.
Big Belly Burger. Thea and Roy are crammed adorably into one side of a booth as he wolfs down fries. Their banter is interrupted by his stolen radio going off. Really? It took until now for anyone to talk on the police band? They hear the word “vigilante” and Thea’s eyes widen: “Do you have a police radio in your pocket?” “No, I’m just happy to see you,” he says, kisses her, and takes off.
Roy drives his motorcycle (how does he afford that?) to a bridge. “Nice evening, huh?” Quentin asks over the radio. Roy’s suddenly surrounded by squad cars. This is the best Quentin episode ever. Quentin demands his radio back and they bundle an annoyed Roy into a car.
Arrowcave. Felicity tells Ollie she’s uploading floor plans of the plaza where the sting is going down to his phone. She’s also discovered that Rasmus is booked on a flight to Shanghai. “Looks like it’s now or never. Deadshot or Rasmus: your choice.”
The Plaza, a big open indoor space with little tables. Diggle puts on a baseball cap and peers around the corner at Lyla, who murmurs instructions to her team over her headset. Her codename is Harbinger, aw. Diggle scans the room and sees no Ollie. “Dammit, Oliver,” he whispers, checking his watch.
Elsewhere, Rasmus is on the way to the airport when his limo stops, and two arrows zip through the windshield and into the shoulders of his suit, pinning him to his seat.
The Plaza. A guy in a fedora comes in and Lyla’s team get ready to move, as does Diggle – but the guy takes his hat off and it’s not Deadshot. “Maybe Lawton didn’t take the bait after all,” Lyla says.
Diggle sees a red light reflecting off of something on the upper level. It’s Deadshot’s sight. He shoots some random guy and Lyla tells her team to take cover. Diggle tackles her and shoots back at Deadshot as Deadshot picks off the rest of the team.
He makes sure Lyla’s okay, then finds the stairs and heads up them, running straight into Deadshot. They fight, and Deadshot manages to draw two pistols. He makes Diggle kneel and says he saw Diggle coming a mile away. “I’ll kill you for what you did to Andy,” Diggle says, and Deadshot says the only reason Diggle’s not dead now is because Deadshot’s not getting paid for it. He pulls down his collar: “I got space for you right here, right next to your brother.” Then he pistol whips Diggle and leaves.
Arrowcave. Felicity’s cleaning up the wound on Diggle’s temple when Ollie comes in. He says Rasmus leaving meant he had to “reprioritize.” “Thanks to your prioritizing, four agents are dead,” Diggle replies. He calls Ollie out on letting him down, and Ollie says Taylor Moore needed him. “This was never about that kid. He is safe under armed security at your house. This is about Laurel,” Diggle says. “Always her, and everybody else be damned.”
He leaves. “Something to say, Felicity?” Ollie asks. “Nothing you wanna hear,” she replies.
Flashback. Ollie’s still shooting, and still missing. Shado tells him he’s thinking too much, shoots a couple of branches to demonstrate, and tells him to give into his senses. They kiss, then pull away awkwardly. Ollie tells her there’s someone else.
Present day. Laurel’s looking at an adorable old picture of her and Ollie from what looks like maybe their prom? College senior dance? IDK. Moira tells her that Ollie once said being at Laurel’s house made him feel less like Robert Queen’s son and more like himself. Laurel’s touched.
Ollie comes in and tells them Rasmus was arrested and confessed everything. Moira’s relieved; Laurel’s puzzled until Ollie says the vigilante was involved, at which point she smiles a secret smile because Laurel makes the world’s most terrible romantic decisions. Tommy comes in all “GREAT LET’S WAKE UP TAYLOR BYE” but Moira tells him not to wake Taylor and they should stay until morning. Laurel agrees.
Police station. Rasmus’s “lawyer” comes in to see him, but it’s actually the assassin. Rasmus tries to call off the hit on Taylor, but the assassin refuses, as Taylor’s seen his face – and so has Rasmus. He takes Rasmus’s hand and touches a pressure point, explaining that it’ll kill him in about 15 seconds: “Nothing personal.” Rasmus looks more annoyed than anything, but as the assassin leaves the room, he starts gasping for air.
On his way out, the assassin passes Thea, who’s there to pick up Roy. She’s barely into berating him when Quentin walks over and calls them the Wonder Twins for some reason. Thea apologizes on Roy’s behalf, but Quentin just tells them both to follow him.
He takes them to the morgue: “Your boyfriend’s so interested in the Hood, I thought he’d like to meet somebody who’s already made his acquaintance.” Both kids look horrified as Quentin explains that this is “Number 26,” as in the 26th corpse the Hood’s sent their way. He takes an arrow out of an evidence bag and puts it back into the wound that killed the guy. Ew.
Roy suggests maybe he deserved it. “Maybe he did,” Quentin agrees, “but that’s not how justice works.” Roy insists that the Hood saved him, and Quentin asks how he knows tomorrow the Hood won’t take it back, then tells them to scram.
Queen Castle. It’s a stormy night. Laurel watches Taylor sleep, then leaves the room to talk to Ollie in the hall. She frets about how hard Taylor’s life is going to be from now on and Ollie says he’s lucky to have her: “I know the feeling.” Laurel says Ollie’s changed, “and it’s nice to see,” and they hug. Tommy watches from around a corner. Does anything on this show ever happen without someone secretly watching it go down?
In the lobby, a security guard gets word over his headset – there’s a delivery guy with a package for Laurel. He opens the door – and it’s some kid with a package. “For Ms. Lance?” the kid says. The guard looks down and sees his hands are shaking. He goes for his gun, but before he can, the assassin shoots him through the kid’s body, killing them both. And yet people use bodies to block bullets all the time on this show, and from heavier ordnance, too. I don’t get it.
The assassin steps into the foyer. “What a beautiful home.”
As he pontificates about all the pain he feels in the home (what???) he checks his watch. The fuse box blows. Tommy emerges from his hidey-hole and heads towards Ollie and Laurel, and Ollie tells them both to stay in Taylor’s room. “Where are you going?” Laurel asks. “It’s an old house, fuses blow all the time, it’s probably nothing,” he assures her, but once he closes the door, he kicks the knob off so they can’t get out. How could they not have heard that?
The assassin heads up the stairs, shooting a bodyguard on the way. “He’s here,” Laurel says, holding a now-awake and scared Taylor.
The assassin pushes his gun into the bodyguard’s room and asks where Taylor is. When the guard won’t answer, the assassin kills him.
Ollie prowls the upstairs hallway silently. A flash of lightning illuminates the assassin behind him. He shoots and Ollie ducks, then takes off.
Laurel heads for the door and Tommy stops her. “Ollie is still out there,” she protests.
The assassin opens a door, and Ollie jumps out at him. They fight, with Ollie parkouring all over the stairs. The assassin tries to do the pressure point thing to him, but Ollie grabs his wrist. “What happened to you on that island?” the assassin asks. “You’re about to find out,” Ollie says, and flips them both over the railing. Ollie, that made no sense.
They land on the table in the foyer. The assassin’s up first, choking Ollie, but Ollie gets away and rolls towards the fireplace. (Why is there a fireplace in the foyer?) He grabs the poker from the fire irons, briefly fences with the assassin’s gun omg this show is so stupid and great, and finally stabs him through the heart, then collapses.
I gotta say, I’m kind of bummed. The assassin (why didn’t he get a name?) was a great villain – clever and charismatic and genuinely scary – and it’s nice to see a POC villain getting to be smart and classy for once instead of a street thug. This show really doesn’t understand the benefit in keeping its bad guys alive to come back and do more stuff, does it? Except for Deadshot, who, though I’m glad he gives Diggle something to do, is a terrible sweaty mess of a villain and I don’t care about him even a little.
Cut to the cops zipping the assassin up in a body bag. Ollie is claiming to Quentin that “Mr. Robbins,” one of the bodyguards, pokered the assassin before he died. “Mr. Robbins was a real hero,” Tommy says. “If it weren’t for him we’d all be dead.” Quentin and the other cops leave, and Ollie and Tommy watch Laurel lead Taylor back upstairs.
“You still love her, don’t you?” Tommy asks. Ollie says it doesn’t matter because as long as he’s the Hood, he can’t be with Laurel. Tommy says that doesn’t matter, because “I don’t know how to be with Laurel knowing the entire time that if she ever found out who you really are, she would choose you.” They make sad eyebrows at each other. And maybe kiss? Just a little? Oh, no, that part was just in my head.
Laurel’s apartment. Taylor’s grandparents thank Laurel for all her help. She gives him a tearful goodbye hug and the Moores leave – and Tommy walks in holding a suitcase. Laurel stares at it in tearful bewilderment: “What’s that for?”
“I’m not sure that I’m ready for the kind of commitment that you’re looking for, and I don’t want to hurt you in the long run, so…” Tommy says. It would be more believable if he wasn’t basically crying. Laurel asks why. “I thought that I wanted this,” he says. “You. And the other night made me realize I don’t.” Oh, Tommy. She doesn’t believe him, and insists that she knows he’s changed. “Well, I guess I haven’t changed as much as we all thought, then,” he says, and leaves. Tears everywhere. Aw, they were cute. 🙁
Elsewhere, Thea asks Roy why finding the Hood is so important. Roy says he owes the Hood everything: “I can’t just go back to being nothing. You’re the one who keeps telling me that I can be better than who I am, and this…this is my chance to be it. I can’t explain it. It feels like my life is connected to his.” #ARROWFAMILYFEELS
“So let’s find him,” Thea says. “I can tell this means the world to you, and you mean the world to me.” AWWWWWWW. They hug.
Arrowcave. Diggle’s staring morosely at nothing when Ollie comes in. “I want us to get back on the same page,” Ollie says. “Oliver, we’re not even in the same book,” Diggle replies. Ollie says he did what he thought was right and Diggle says he’s doing the same – and quits. As he leaves, in walks Felicity: “Where’s he going?”
Flashback. Slade’s super cranky when Ollie and Shado return, but Yao Fei’s sudden arrival puts a stop to any fighting. Shado runs to hug him. “How did you escape?” Slade asks. “I didn’t,” Yao Fei says, and they’re suddenly surrounded by soldiers. “Your time on this island is at an end,” he tells Ollie.