Let him go!
You even hit Courtney. It was an accident!
But you haven't been acting like yourself, Rick.
It's that hourglass.
You've been wearing it for too long.
Come with us. I can't.
I think that thing is one of my dad's
crazy science experiments.
It was a giant mutant gorilla.
Yeah, a white one.
If the Ultra-Humanite
is as powerful as you say,
it'll take everyone to stop him,
including the Mahkents.
What the hell?
What is this?
At least you'll die together.
He killed people to get what he wanted,
and he was about to kill so many more.
Who killed my father?
I did it.
Court!
I won't let you stop me.
Courtney!
You can never save America.
You're filled with too much hate.
Ah! Gotcha.
You saved my life.
Just returning the favor.
Does this mean I get to be in JSA?
- What the hell? - What's going on, man?
- What? - Man, it's leg day.
The Ultra-Humanite killed The Gambler.
He tore into his trailer and stabbed him
in the heart with a claw.
Didn't see any claws. More likely his teeth.
They were big and sharp.
However he was killed,
this is exactly why I've been asking us to work together.
Whether you belong to the JSA or the ISA,
our town needs us again.
Now, I know putting the past behind us
has been challenging for everybody.
Yeah. Me especially.
But you're working at it, Sylvester,
and well, that's what matters.
And we've made progress.
The Crocks are with us,
and I think we can get Cindy back on board.
Why are we bothering with Cindy again?
Because she's already on the hunt
for the Ultra-Humanite.
So she might know what he's up to.
Cindy seemed pretty firm about working solo.
Whatever grand plan the Ultra-Humanite might have,
if history's taught us anything,
it's that it'll involve hurting a lot of people,
including us.
'Cause, guys...
This ain't no Donkey Kong.
Yeah. If we don't stop him,
it'll be game over.
1981, guys.
You know, you don't have to do a joke
on top of every joke that I do.
It's called banter, Pat.
All superheroes use it
during stressful situations to defuse tension.
I know. It just seems like you feel like you
always gotta get the last word in on me--just, you know...
I don't know what you're talking about.
See? Right there. You're doing it.
Oh, is this what you want? No banter?
Just an overly serious conversation
that scares the hell out of everyone?
- Guys, stop. - Sorry, Barb.
Sorry, Barb.
Okay, banter aside, we need the Mahkents too.
And we need Cameron.
You mean you do.
He's as powerful as his father was.
Yeah, but if we all team up
and then the Mahkents put me on ice
because they figured out that I ran their son over--
- They won't. - How do you know that?
Because they think I killed Jordan.
- What? - Why do they think that?
It's not important.
Careful.
Have you seen my parents?
Mother.
Jordan?
Oh! Oh!
Papa!
Dad?
Cameron.
I'm home.
I brought one of these back
from every business trip I ever took...
like a trophy.
Your mother used to love how simple, and yet beautiful,
the worlds inside of them are.
Collecting these after she died...
Was my way of honoring her.
One is missing.
Where have you been, Dad?
When I was hit, I lost
not only my form,
but all self-awareness.
I had no consciousness.
Just... dreams.
Dreams of you, of your mother, of our family.
It took everything I had to reform.
Why didn't you heal here?
Why let us think you were dead?
Son...
I was trying to protect you.
Protect me from what?
Your grandparents,
they explained everything to you, right?
Our family was hunted for generations.
To bring you into that history would've put you in danger,
because once you knew--
I know how hard it is to keep our secret
from those you hold close.
You told Courtney.
Then this happened.
Courtney told me she was the one who killed you.
But she failed.
No, Mother.
It wasn't Courtney who did it.
It was her brother.
Mike?
Then why would she tell me that?
To protect him.
But that's all in the past now.
And I've forgiven him.
I've forgiven all of them, because they believe
what they were doing was right.
And after what happened,
my powers are somehow even stronger.
Courtney says you've killed people, Dad.
My goal was only ever to help people.
You know that.
You know me.
I thought I did.
Son...
My son,
almost losing my life, almost losing you,
and listening to Courtney Whitmore,
it made me look at my past actions in a different light.
Courtney's group and I, we--we want the same thing.
We could just never agree on how we should achieve that.
But I think maybe now we can.
Yes, Father.
I want peace.
Guys, I've picked up a signal
from Sportsmaster's mask.
It's coming from under Blue Valley,
and I think I've found an access point.
Hold up, Artemis.
Where's Rick?
He didn't return my calls.
Well, we can't wait for him.
Do you think the Mahkents did anything to the Crocks
or maybe that animal did?
If that white ape hurt my parents,
I'm gonna skin it alive.
The signal's getting stronger.
We're on the right path.
There it is, behind that door.
Maybe we should suit up.
- Where's the staff? - Sylvester has it.
He's trying to get on the Ultra-Humanite's trail.
Artemis, wait!
Mom? Dad?
This is command central for our peeping Tom.
- But who was it? - Ultra-Humanite?
This room's too small for a giant mutant gorilla.
Look.
What is that?
- Oh, my God. - What, Beth?
Courtney...
these are human remains.
Artemis. Hey.
Hey, Court.
Wh-what is it?
Barbara, you're never gonna believe it.
What?
He's back!
He's back.
Hello, Barbara.
It's good to see you, Barbara.
I saw you die.
I know.
How?
I wasn't sure myself at first,
but it seems my abilities extend
beyond just creating ice.
I can somehow become it.
What do you want?
I want my life back.
My death can be explained away easily enough
as misinformation after a tragic accident.
No one will believe it.
They already have.
They want to believe it,
because the people of Blue Valley love me.
I've lost a year of my life, Barbara.
A year away from my son, my parents, my work.
I know I can't get that time back,
but I can put the past behind me,
start over, rebuild.
Trust me, Barbara.
I'm a changed man.
I've seen who you are, Jordan.
You're pure evil. You'll never change.
But I have.
And who do we have to thank?
It's ironic, maybe, or fitting.
Your daughter, Courtney, showed me it was possible.
She believes in people in a way that I never did.
Yeah. In a way that you never will.
But I want to.
I wanna wipe the slate clean.
And to show I mean business, I am willing to help the JSA
take down the Ultra-Humanite.
How do you know about that?
I've been watching Blue Valley for some time.
That creature followed Sylvester Pemberton here.
The Ultra-Humanite hated the ISA
just as much as the JSA,
because we refused to accept him into our organization.
He didn't freeze Crusher and Paula.
It was you.
I didn't want to, Barbara. I didn't set out to.
They came in, and it happened so fast.
It was terrible,
but it can end there.
All of it.
When you're ready to accept my help
against the Ultra-Humanite, let me know.
It really is good to see you, Barbara.
Come out, come out, wherever you are,
you damn dirty ape.
Sylvester?
Yeah.
I've been trying to call you.
Reception's spotty. What's up?
We found the Crocks.
What's left of them.
What? The Ultra-Humanite?
No.
Icicle's back.
I thought Icicle was dead.
He's already gone public.
Showed up at the American Dream.
We need to regroup.
Sylvester?
Hey, calm down, all right? Just take it easy.
I'm taking Icicle out the first chance I get.
Executing him is not the way to handle it--
That creep killed me!
I know. I was there.
Jordan Mahkent put me in the ground.
And I buried you,
and I don't want to do it again.
And all this talk about unity and second chances?
We gotta draw the line somewhere,
and Icicle is it!
But we have to act together as a team.
Why bother?
You tried that before,
and Icicle is--surprise--
not dead!
But we all thought that he was dead.
Well, you should have made sure.
You gotta check your work, Pat.
If you had, none of this would be happening.
I'm just saying we have to have a plan.
There's a way to take care of Jordan Mahkent
and handle the Ultra-Humanite.
They're sworn enemies.
We can use that to our advantage.
You're not suggesting we lean into this nonsense
Icicle's been spouting off about teaming up
and letting things go?
Bygones, my ass!
Hey, that's not what I'm saying.
The plan is this!
I'm taking out Icicle myself
whether anyone approves of it or not.
What are you doing here?
I know you heard.
My dad's back.
It's a miracle.
It is...
surprising, yeah.
I mean, it's--it's unreal.
It--it means everything has changed.
Nothing has changed.
Cameron, he's been back for one day,
and Artemis's parents are dead.
I know.
And that is--is awful, okay?
And he feels horrible about it,
but it was self-defense, okay?
He thought they were attacking him.
Why would they do that?
He was wearing a mask,
a suit that was helping him heal.
And they didn't know who he was,
so they probably just jumped to conclusions--
Your father hasn't taken responsibility
for any of his actions.
He's accountable--
Courtney, where was the accountability
for the Crocks or Cindy?
How can you say they deserve a second chance,
but my dad doesn't?
He wants us to live in peace,
as a family.
Isn't that what you want too?
Did he send you here?
No.
Courtney, no.
Whatever happened before--
between us, with my dad--
things can be different now.
We can work together like you always wanted.
He told me that.
Even my grandmother's agreed.
Let's just start over.
Please.
Think about it.
Okay.
Okay. I got a good one.
Okay. What is it?
I'm gonna wish that Icicle didn't have his powers.
Yeah.
Yeah, that is a great idea.
'Cause then he can't turn me into a popsicle,
and the team will have no problem
dragging his ass to jail.
I wish that Jordan Mahkent,
the man also known more commonly
by the Justice Society of America as Icicle,
and currently residing in Blue Valley, Nebraska,
did not have the ability to freeze me or my friends,
because he was just a normal human being
without powers of any kind.
Amen.
I'm sorry, Jakeem.
I can't do that.
What? Why not?
Because if I took his powers away,
I'd kill him, and you know I can't kill anyone.
His powers are keeping him alive?
What did you do to him?
Well, I hit him with a truck.
Turned him into slush. I saved everyone!
Listen, you dumb pen!
You take his powers away, and you kill him,
but if you don't take his powers away,
you're killing way more people,
probably including me!
I'm sorry.
I can't do what you're asking.
All right. Well, we need to keep thinking.
You're gonna need help with that.
Cindy!
By the way, the doors were unlocked.
I could have been Jordan Mahkent.
Where would you be then?
Probably frozen.
Burman, what are you doing here?
Well, with everything going on,
I decided it's a lot for anyone to do alone,
especially for you two.
So let's team up.
Really?
Yeah, sure. Why not?
Welcome to the Young All-Stars!
Uh, yeah, we're gonna have to work on that name.
Okay.
She's sitting on my bed.
Smooth.
He's a talented boy, my son.
Takes after his mother.
Hello, Courtney.
Whatever you're doing, whatever you're planning,
we're going to stop you.
I know you and Cameron have been seeing each other.
Of course you do. You've been spying on us.
My son is all that matters to me.
And if you're important to him,
you're important to me.
I don't want to be enemies, Courtney.
I want us to be allies.
I really do think we could be a great team, you and I.
I'll be honest.
Revenge was the first thing that overtook me
when I first regained sentience.
But I see now that vengeance has no purpose.
It's misguided.
Primitive, even.
And you helped me see that,
because the more I watched you, Courtney,
the more I saw who you truly are.
You've changed countless hearts and minds.
The Shade, Cindy Burman, the Crocks.
Right before you killed them.
Yes, that was regrettable, but--
You murdered the Zarick family.
You tried to brainwash half the country
and didn't care that it would kill millions.
You murdered the JSA.
No one can just ignore that.
I'm not asking you to forget.
I'm just hoping you'll forgive.
We can work together, all of us.
And then you and Cameron can start again.
Thanks for hearing me out.
Artemis?
Come back over.
You can't be alone here.
♪ I can feel your heart
♪ Hanging in the air
♪ I'm counting every step as you climb the stairs ♪
♪ It's buried in your bones
♪ I see it in your closed eyes ♪
♪ Turning in
♪ This is harder than we know ♪
♪ We hold it in the most when we're wearing thin ♪
♪ Coming like a hurricane
Yolanda?
♪ I take it in real slow
♪ The world is spinning like a weathervane ♪
♪ Fragile and composed
Yolanda?
♪ Though I am breaking down ♪
♪ Again
♪ I am aching now to let you in ♪
Yolanda?
♪ Seven times again
♪ When you are not awake
♪ Seven times the flame, too much to take ♪
♪ I don't know how it can change ♪
♪ It's all we know, all we know ♪
♪ The hurricane
Courtney should be here any minute.
She has to agree to this, Pat.
She has to.
She doesn't have to do anything.
What am I supposed to do?
Well, we're just-- we're just talking.
I want to go after Icicle.
Jordan says he wants to work together.
We all know that's a lie.
What if it isn't?
Oh, come on, Courtney.
After everything you've been through since you've picked up
that staff, how can you be that naive?
- Hey, Sylvester. - I'm just saying,
he is just playing us like he always has.
And if he's sworn enemies with the Ultra-Humanite,
then Jordan Mahkent is using us to save him from that monster.
I mean, hell, for all we know, it came back to Blue Valley
looking for the ISA, not us.
After all the support I've given you,
I'm asking you.
Let me take the staff
and face the man who killed me and my friends.
Dad?
It's time.
Greg, move your head.