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From 1.01 "Pilot", on the island, Oliver had his hair and beard grown, wearing a green hood, filthy and weak.

Oliver: (voice over) "My name is Oliver Queen."

Jill had really long hair, filthy and weak.

Jill: (voice over) "I'm Jill Wright."

Jill was running through the woods, using a knife to stab into a tree and pull herself up into the branches.

Jill: (voice over from 1.01 Pilot) "I've been stranded here for six years. I've dreamt of my rescue every cold black night since then."

Oliver reached the arrows on the beach, using Jill's knife to strike up a flame, shooting a bonfire to strike up the fire.

Oliver: (voice over from 1.01 Pilot) "I've been here for five years. I have had only one thought. One goal. Survive."

From 1.01 "Pilot", on the news, the only thing that the man on the news channel could talk about was Oliver and Jill's return. "Oliver Queen is alive, along with a woman by the name of Jill Wright."

From 1.01 "Pilot", outside the Queen Mansion, Oliver and Jill were talking.

"My dad asked me to save this city," Oliver told her. "To right his wrongs. I will."

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the hideout, Oliver and Jill were talking after he stitched her wound.

"I'm not doing this just for you," Jill told him.

Oliver nodded. "You're doing this for your family."

Jill sighed, looking down, shaking her head. "I swore that I wouldn't let what happened to them happen to anyone else. And to do that, I need to put these guys in their places."

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", in the autoshop, Man 2 walked closer, aiming a gun at Jill. Jill twisted his arm before he could shoot, making him groan in pain and fall to his knees, pulling the gun out of his hand, unloading it, letting the bullets fall.

Jill: (voice over) "But to do that without endangering the people closest to us..."

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", outside the auction house, Jill/Sapphire turned around to follow the laser light up to the building across the street, glaring.

Jill: (voice over) "I have to be someone else."

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the hideout, tennis balls fell from the ceiling.

Oliver shot an arrow into each and every one of them.

Oliver: (voice over) "I have to be..."

From 1.01 "Pilot", in the night club's basement, Oliver/Arrow stood next to Jill/Sapphire's bedside, lowering his hood.

Oliver: (voice over) "Something else."

➣ ➣

From 1.01 "Pilot", there was a raging storm over the ocean.

Justin: (voice over) "Previously on Sapphire Arrow."

From 1.04 "An Innocent Man", in Walter's office, Walter and Felicity were talking.

"The company Mrs. Queen invested in doesn't exist," Felicity told him.

From 1.04 "An Innocent Man", in the Tempest warehouse, Walter walked in, standing on a balcony over the main room. He turned on the light, seeing the remains of the 'Queen's Gambit' on the floor below.

Felicity: (voice over from 1.04 An Innocent Man) "Tempest purchased a warehouse in Starling City."

From 1.03 "Lone Gunmen", in the parking lot outside of the police precinct, Jill/Sapphire stepped out of hiding from behind Jessica, pushing her face first against the car to keep her from turning around. 

Jessica: (voice over from 1.04 An Innocent Man) "The girl in blue, she came to see me the night of the Unidac auction."

From 1.04 "An Innocent Man", in the CNRI office, Jessica and Laurel were talking.

"She was the one that told me that the shooter would shoot up the place," Jessica told her. "That's how I got my intel."

"You never told anyone that," Laurel told her.

From 1.04 "An Innocent Man", in Laurel's apartment, Laurel heard someone behind her, turning around to aim her gun.

Oliver/Arrow was the one behind her.

Jessica: (voice over from 1.04 An Innocent Man) "Well, you never told anyone that the guy in the hood came to see you, either."

From 1.04 "An Innocent Man", in the CNRI office, Lance, Jessica and Laurel were at her desk.

"They're vigilantes," Lance told them. "They're damn criminals."

From 1.04 "An Innocent Man", in the police precinct, Lance, Hilton and Kelton sat at the desk.

Kelton was on the computer. "Here's the security footage from the exchange building shooting. What do you want me to look for?"

"I want you to look for anything that's out of the ordinary, okay?" Lance asked. Oliver was on tape, kneeling on the floor, going through a bag, pulling out a ski mask. "I'll be damned. Play that again."

From 1.04 "An Innocent Man", in the living room of the Queen Mansion, Oliver, John, Justin and Jill were facing each other.

"You were right, Jill," John told her. "Fighting for this city needs to be done. But with us, there'll be fewer casualties, including the two of you."

"I'm not looking for anybody to save me," Jill told them.

"Maybe not, but you two need someone just the same," Justin told them.

John and Justin offered their hands for them to shake.

Oliver and Jill shook them.

From 1.04 "An Innocent Man", in the foyer of the Queen Mansion, police walked in toward Walter. "Oliver Queen."

Skylar and Thea stood at the top of the stairs.

Oliver, Jill, John and and Justin walked in.

"Oliver, what's happening?" Skylar asked.

"Oliver Queen, you're under arrest on suspicion of obstruction of justice, aggravated assault," Lance told him. The police started to handcuff Oliver. "Trespassing, acting as a vigilante--"

"Are you out of your mind?" Thea asked.

"And murder," Lance told him.

Lance and Hilton started to lead Oliver to the door.

The police took Oliver away, leaving Thea, Skylar, Justin, John, Walter and Jill to watch them go.

Jill was the only one who wasn't shocked.

➣➣

Flashback - Six Years Ago

Day - Lian Yu - Beach

Jill pulled herself up onto the beach of Lian Yu, breathing heavily, lying on the wet sand for a moment, exhausted and devastated to be alone. After several moments, she was able to push herself up, and start stumbling forward, along the beach.

➣

Woods

Jill stumbled her way into the woods. She was starving and thirsty and weak, and barely able to walk straight without falling to her knees. She stumbled, tripping, falling to the ground. She groaned in pain and annoyance, bringing herself up to her knees. She started to cry out of realization that she had nothing left, screaming in angry, devastated agony, physical and emotional. She once again became silent, crying. She thought that she was going to die slowly, painfully and agonizingly, lowering her head to the ground, clutching at the grass and the dirt for something to hold onto with the realization that she was completely and utterly alone.

Men in black army suits arrived, two of them pulling Jill from the ground, holding a hand over her mouth to muffle her screaming.

The third soldier lifted a trap in the ground.

The other two soldiers put Jill inside.

Jill looked around the trap, seeing that it was a dark, small hole.

The soldiers above closed the trap above her, ensuring that she couldn't get out.

"Wait," Jill told them. "Wait. You can't leave me here. Don't do this to me, please!" She grabbed at the wooden gate above her that prevented her from getting out. Soldier 1 used the butt of his gun to hit Jill in the head through the bars, making her let go and fall the short distance to the ground underneath her. Jill continued to plead. "Please! I didn't do anything!"

➣

Now

Day - Police Precinct - Outside

It was the same day as Oliver's arrest.

The police pulled Oliver from the back of the police car.

The press was already there, clamoring to get a statement.

Oliver: (voice over) "The police think they know who I am. They think I'm the hood. The man terrorizing the city's criminals."

➣

Inside - Interrogation Room

Oliver was having to take his prints for the record.

Oliver: (voice over) "They also think they have me trapped. That I have no way out."

➣

Picture Room

Oliver was standing in front of the measurement wall, holding the sign for his arrest, having his picture taken.

Oliver: (voice over) "They're only half right."

➣ Sapphire Arrow ➣

Police Precinct - Interrogation Room

Oliver and Lance were sitting across the table from each other.

 "This is a mistake," Oliver told him.

"I'll be asking you a few questions, standard stuff for the report," Lance told him. "Have you been arrested before? That's okay, I know the answer to that one. Plenty of times."

"Like I said, this is a mistake," Oliver told him. "I am not who you think I am."

"Oh, you're exactly who I think you are," Lance told him. "You're a dangerous menace who doesn't care about who he hurts, except now you're doing it with bows and arrows and a girl with swords instead of trust funds and yachts. Far as I can tell, the only mistake I made was trusting you and your little friend of the island."

"You think that Jill is the psycho in blue?" Oliver asked.

"I think that it's coincidental that both you and Jillian Wright return to Starling City and then the vigilantes appear along with you," Lance told him.

"Detective, you hate me," Oliver told him. "Don't take it out on Jill. It doesn't make either of us the vigilantes."

"No, the security camera footage of you at the Uniac auction with a green hood does that pretty well," Lance told him.

"And as I said again, I ran into the stairwell once I heard the shooting," Oliver told him. "I saw a duffel that I thought maybe belonged to the shooter. I grabbed it, looked inside, and saw... a hood."

"And what, you took it home with you?" Lance asked. "'Cause we can't find it."

➣

Queen Mansion - Living Room

Jill and Hilton were sitting opposite of each other, undergoing question.

"I don't know who you think I am, but Oliver is not who you think he is," Jill told him. "The vigilantes are psychos."

"I don't know who you are, Miss Wright," Hilton told her.

"Let me tell you what I know, Detective," Jill told him. "I know that your partner, Detective Lance, hates the Queen family. I get it. And he probably hates me because I'm living in their household, and because I'm the girl that came back with him from the island instead of his daughter Sara. I'm the mystery girl that no one knows hardly anything about. And thinking that Oliver and I are the vigilantes just make it easier on himself and easier on everyone else. See, I also know that if you had any real evidence against him, Oliver would be locked away in a cell by now and not sitting in an interrogation room, and if you had any evidence against me, I would be there with him."

"There's security camera footage of Oliver Queen at the Unidac Auction with a green hood and of you at the club where you and Oliver had your homecoming party of you knocking out your security guard," Hilton told her.

"As I said, I wasn't as used to being around people as I am now, and I freaked out," Jill told him.

"And Adam Hunt's office building was across the street from your little homecoming bash, where he was currently being harassed by the woman in blue a little after that little expression of anger," Hilton told her.

"Those were coincidences," Jill told him.

Hilton tilted his head barely. "Really? Because normally when they pile up like that, it becomes evidence."

Walter walked in. "Are you really interrogating Miss Wright without a lawyer present, Detective Hilton?"

"Not interrogating," Hilton told him. "Questioning."

"Well, perhaps you'd like to postpone your... 'questioning' until Jillian has a lawyer here, Detective," Walter told him. Hilton looked at Jill. Jill shrugged barely, pressing her lips together, titling her head slightly. Hilton stood, walking out with the rest of the police. Walter looked at Jill. "Detective Lance appears to be on some personal vendetta that his partner Hilton would like to further. The important thing is you're not alone in this, Jill."

"I know," Jill told him. "Thank you." Walter nodded. "Where's Moira?"

"She's gone down to the station to be with Oliver," Walter answered. 

Jill nodded understandingly.

 ➣

Police Precinct - Interrogation Room

Oliver and Lance were sitting across the table from each other.

A police officer walked in. "His family's here."

"Tell her to wait," Lance told him.

Moira walked in. "I want to see my son."

Thea and Skylar followed.

"I'm in the middle of an interrogation here," Lance told them.

"Detective Lance, I know you hate my family, but I had no idea that you'd go so far to arrest my son without any grounds whatsoever," Moira told him.

Lance stood. "I have solid grounds, and I have evidence."

"Which you can present to my son's attorney when he gets here," Moira told him. "Until then, this interrogation is over, Detective."

Lance looked between them. "Sure. You have 15 minutes."

The police officer and Lance walked out, leaving.

Skylar looked at Oliver. "He has no right to do any of this."

"Yes, he does," Oliver told them. "He blames me for the death of his daughter. He hates Jill because she came back with me instead of Sara. He also thinks that we play Halloween every night. That I shoot people... with arrows. And that Jill stabs people with knives and swords."

"The important thing is not to say anything until your attorney gets here," Moira told him.

"Fine," Oliver told them. "I want Laurel."

Skylar and Thea scoffed.

"Brilliant," Skylar told them sarcastically.

"Oliver..." Thea trailed off. "I don't think your ex-girlfriend can be counted on to be objective here."

"She knew me better than anyone before the island," Oliver told them. "She knows that I could never be this guy. Lance has a vendetta. I think Laurel can get him off of it. With the help of her sister Jessica. He raised them to do the right thing. That includes believing in innocent people. So, Mom, please."

➣

CNRI Office

Laurel and Jessica were talking in the office.

"I can't believe that Dad would do something like this," Laurel told her. "Do you honestly believe that..."

Jessica looked behind her. "Laurel." Laurel turned around. Moira walked in. "Mrs. Queen. What are you--"

"It's Oliver," Moira told them. "Something's happened."

"It's been all over the news," Jessica told her.

Moira sighed. "These charges are ludicrous."

"I know," Laurel told her. "Can I ask you, who's representing him?"

"Well, that's why I'm here," Moira told her. "He wants you to represent him."

Laurel looked at her in surprise. "Me?"

"Yes," Moira answered. "I told him it was a bad idea, but to be frank, I am desperate. He says if you don't represent him, then he doesn't want any attorney."

"Mrs. Queen, our father is the arresting officer," Jessica told her. "And I don't think it's a good idea for Laurel to represent someone who she's been involved with."

"Listen, I am sorry for what your family is going through," Laurel told her. 

Moira shook her head. "No apologies. Regardless, it was a bad idea on his part, and I am sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable." 

Moira walked out, leaving.

➣

Day Two

Morning - Courthouse - Courtroom

Everyone was at Oliver's court hearing.

Oliver was sitting at the defendant's table alone.

Walter, Thea, Skylar, Moira and Jill were sitting in the row behind him.

Justin, John and Tommy were sitting in the row behind them.

Lance and Jessica were sitting in another row.

The guard read from the paper. "Docket 81941, People vs. Oliver Queen. Murder, aggravated assault, assault with attempt, menacing and trespassing."

The judge was Judge Moss. "Where's your attorney, Mr. Queen?"

"I'm representing myself, judge," Oliver told her.

"I'm not sure that's the wisest course, Mr. Queen," Moss told him.

Oliver stood. "I think it is. I'm innocent."

"Then we'll consider that your plea," Moss told him.

Oliver nodded. "Thank you."

Oliver sat down.

Moss took a deep breath. "Now, as to bail?"

A lawyer named Kate Spencer stood. "Your honor, Mr. Queen's family owns a pair of private jets, and, well, on the subject of their wealth, I would point out that there is virtually no bail amount that can guarantee his presence at trial."

Laurel walked in. "So, then I guess it's a good thing that the people's case is so circumstantial." She walked toward Oliver's table. Everyone was surprised to see her. "Dinah Laurel Lance, your Honor. I'd like to file my appearance on behalf of the defendant." Oliver slid over to the other seat at the table. Laurel placed down her briefcase on the table. "Mr. Queen's wealth should not deprive him of the right to be released on bail while under the presumption of innocence."

"He is a flight risk," Kate told them.

"Then minimize the risk," Laurel told them. "The defendant is willing to submit to home confinement and electronic monitoring through the wearing of a UKG45 administrated ankle device."

"Sold," Moss told them.

"Your Honor..." Kate trailed off.

"Bail is set at $15 million," Moss told them. "$5 million bond. Defendant to see probation for the fitting of a GPS device."

Laurel sat down.

Oliver smirked. "I knew you couldn't resist saving my ass."

"You're going to make me regret this, aren't you?" Laurel asked.

Oliver shook his head. "No. It's going to be like old times."

"Fortunately for you with the legal case, there's no way that you're the guy in the hood," Laurel told him.

Oliver nodded. "I agree."

"Because he's actually trying to make a difference," Laurel told him. "We both know that's not really your style."

Oliver was more hurt by that remark than he let on.

➣➣

Queen Mansion - Living Room

Moira, Walter, Oliver, Tommy, Lance, Jill, and a police officer were in the living room of the Queen mansion.

The officer was fastening the ankle device onto Oliver's leg.

"Mom, it's not that bad," Oliver told her.

"Okay, this device has a direct line into the precinct," the officer told him. "Stay on the property, you're golden. Any questions?"

"Yes," Oliver answered. "I'm having a sizable get together here tomorrow evening, and there is a better than likely chance it spills into the outdoor pool."

"Pool, that's fine," the officer told him. "Step on the grass, they're sending a SWAT team to forcibly subdue you."

"And I'll be with him," Lance told him.

"Thank you, Detective and officer," Walter told them.

Lance looked at Jill. "Now, the evidence we have you is thin."

"Thin?" Jill repeated, crossing her arms across her chest. "I would have gone with... nonexistent."

"But just because you're not in as much hot water as he is, there'll be eyes all over you, too," Lance told her.

"I'm getting used to it," Jill told him.

Walter led Lance and the officer out, leaving.

Moira looked at Oliver. "A 'sizable get together'?"

"I'm confined to this house for the foreseeable future," Oliver told them. "I might as well make the most of it. And this party is gonna be themed. I'm thinking prison, uh, 'Burning Man' meets 'Shawshank Redemption'. The invite says, 'Come before Oliver Queen gets off'."

"Maybe a party's not in the best of taste," Tommy told him, sitting next to Oliver. "You know, considering the circumstances."

"Tommy, the circumstances are why we've having the party in the first place," Oliver told him. "I want people to know that I'm not worried about any of this." He looked at Jill. "And I want you to know that you shouldn't be worried about any of this. And that means party."

Jill nodded knowingly.

➣

Laurel's Apartment

Laurel, Jessica and Lance were talking.

Jessica looked at Lance. "Before you start yelling--"

"Why would I yell?" Lance asked. "Laurel's only defending the man that killed your sister."

"Oliver did not kill Sara," Jessica told him in exasperation.

Lance turned to face them. "If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have been on that boat."

"Have you considered the possibility that that's the reason you're trying to make him out to be the hood?" Jessica asked. "And that the reason you're trying to make Jill Wright to be the girl in blue because she's the girl that came back from the island with him instead of Sara?"

"No, it is evidence and suspicious timing," Lance told them. "That is the reason."

"This is Oliver Queen we're talking about," Laurel told him. "He wrecks fancy cars and he dates models. He doesn't kill people."

"No, he just uses them, like he used Sara, like he used you, and he's only asked you to be his lawyer to get at me," Lance told her.

"No, he asked me to be his lawyer to get through to you," Laurel told him. "You hate the hood and the girl in blue, and you hate Oliver, and you don't like Jill, and you want more than anything for them to be the the others. But it's not Jill's fault that Sara didn't come back. And Oliver isn't the reason that she died. Or the reason Mom left."

"I don't have to listen to this," Lance told them, starting to walk away.

Jessica turned after him. "By the way..." Lance stopped, turning back. "You're not the only one who misses them."

Lance exhaled, walking out, leaving.

Jessica and Laurel watched him go, sighing.

  ➣  

Queen Mansion - Oliver's Room

Oliver and Jill were talking in his bedroom.

There was a knock on the door.

"Yeah?" Oliver called. John and Justin walked in. "Thank you for coming. Shut the door."

John walked in, closing the door, walking closer. "I guess it was just a matter of time before the police caught up with you."

"Except they didn't," Jill told him.

"Jill, they got Oliver on video," Justin told her.

"I knew the security camera was there, just like I knew the police would review the footage and arrest me," Oliver told them. "All part of the plan."

"So you wanted to get arrested and wanted for Jill to become a person of interest?" John asked.

"Well, we came to Starling City, and a few days later, the vigilantes appear," Jill  told them. "Sooner or later, somebody was going to make the connection."

"So what part of serving yourselves up to the cops will help you avoid going to prison for the rest of your lives?" John asked.

"There's more to it," Jill told them.

"Well, there better be, for your sake, because the family is freaking out downstairs," Justin told them. "Oliver, your mother and your sisters just got you back, and now you're going to put them through a trial, maybe even worse? Don't you care?"

"Of course I care," Oliver answered. "The mission comes first."

Oliver turned his laptop to face Justin and John, displaying information of a man.

"Who is he?" John asked.

"Leo Mueller," Oliver answered. "German arms dealer. Suspected in the theft of a hundred M249 squad automatic weapons."

"Okay," John told them.

"Last night, he arrived in Starling City to sell the guns," Jill told them.

"Don't you imagine there's enough trouble you're in this week than to go after this guy?" John asked.

"I imagine what would happen if a street gang got their hands on military-grade hardware," Jill answered. "I imagine our city's streets turned into a war zone. How would you like to help me shadow Mueller? Help me track his movements? I want to know where the buy is happening, and I'm going with or without you."

"And how are you supposed to track him?" John asked.

"Well, you know us billionaire vigilantes," Oliver told them. "We do love our toys."

➣

Queen Industrial - Basement

Jill led Justin and John into the hideout, turning on the lights.

Justin looked around. "Wow." 

Jill smirked, walking over to a briefcase, opening it up, revealing devices inside.

John picked one up, pressing a button, making it light up. "Oh, well, that's sweet."

Jill looked at the devices, lost in thought.

➣

Flashback - Six Years Ago

Day - Lian Yu - Soldier Camp

The soldiers were taking Jill to a less remote part of the island that had even more men with military vehicles and weaponry.

Jill was pushed into a tent. The soldiers led her inside, walking out, leaving.

  ➣ 

Tent 

Jill looked around in confusion.

A man was sitting at a desk. "Please, sit. You're making me feel rude." Jill painfully sat across from him. "I do apologize for my men's treatment of you." The man opened a can, pouring soda into a glass. "They're--they're trained to view any stranger as hostile. I'm Edward Fyers, by the way." He placed the can on the table. "And you are?"

Jill couldn't look away from the soda in the glass. "I'm Jillian Wright. Jill. I was shipwrecked here. I don't... know for how long. My family... I have money. You'd be well compensated for my rescue."

"Well, I look forward to that," Edward told her. "But for the moment, let's just talk."

"About what?" Jill asked.

"Well, for instance, this gentlemen," Edward answered, showing her a photo of Yao Fei in military uniform. "Do you know him?"

"No," Jill answered.

"No?" Edward repeated.

"No," Jill answered. "Who's he?"

Edward put the picture down. "It doesn't matter. I've been polite. I'll offer you one more chance to answer with the truth before my manners leave me."

"Hey, I don't know this guy," Jill told him. "I--I thought I was on this island all by myself."

Edward put the picture down. "Do you know what this island is named? We're on Lian Yu. Mandarin for 'Purgatory', but I can make it can like hell. Think on that when you're begging for death." He picked up the glass, standing, walking out of the tent. "She's yours now."

A man in a split colored, orange and black, mask walked into the tent, toward Jill.

➣

Now

Day - Queen Industrial - Basement

Jill was still looking at the device.

"Jill?" Justin asked. "Jill, you all right?"

Jill looked at Justin and John. "Yeah. Just... lost in thought for a minute."

➣

Queen Consolidated - Walter's Office

A man named Josiah Hudson walked into Walter's office. "You wanted to see me, sir?"

Walter turned to face him, sighing. "No. I didn't. In fact, this meeting isn't taking place." He gestured to the chair across from his desk. Josiah walked closer. "How long have you been head of security at Queen Consolidated, Josiah?"

They both sat down.

"Going on seven years now, sir," Josiah answered.

"Sounds about right," Walter told him. "But what I'm about to tell you will test the bounds of your discretion. You're aware of the 'Queen's Gambit', Robert Queen's ill-fated yacht?" Josiah nodded. "Well, I found it."

"Sir, the boat went down in the South China Sea five years ago," Josiah told him.

"Which is why my discovery of its remains in a warehouse downtown was unexpected, to say the least," Walter told him. Josiah looked at him in surprise. "I want you to transfer those remains to a secure location. Can I count on you?"

Josiah chuckled nervously. "What's going on, sir?"

"That's very much what I'm trying to determine," Walter told him.

Josiah frowned in confusion.

➣

Police Precinct - Interrogation Room

Lance, Jessica and Kate Spencer were sitting at the table, waiting.

Laurel, Jill and Oliver walked in, sitting down.

"Thank you both for coming," Jessica told them.

"No, thank you," Oliver told her. "It's nice to get out of the house."

"I'll cut right to it," Jessica told them. She looked at Laurel. "Our father arrested your client without consulting the DA office first. So congratulations. They're willing to consider a plea in this case."

Oliver shook his head. "Absolutely not."

Laurel gave Oliver a look. She looked at Jill in confusion.

Jill shrugged.

"Oliver and Jill spent many years in seclusion on a deserted island, cut off from civilization," Kate told them. "It is quite possible they're suffering from some form of post traumatic stress. Given that, we would support a plea of insanity." Jill scoffed. "Conditional on a period of indeterminate incarceration at a psychiatric facility."

"No, thank you," Jill told them. "We're not crazy."

"Finally something we agree on," Lance told them. "They're not nuts. They're menaces."

"Actually, we're neither," Jill told him.

"There is nothing you can say to me that I would believe," Lance told them.

"I'll take a polygraph," Oliver told them.

Jill looked at him in surprise.

Laurel turned to Oliver. "Uh, polygraphs are inadmissible."

"In front of the jury," Oliver told them. He nodded to Lance. "I'll take a polygraph in front of him. He's the one who needs convincing."

Jessica looked at Lance and Kate. "We should give them a minute."

Lance, Jessica and Kate walked out, leaving.

Laurel stood, pacing. "You're looking at life in prison. What Kate Spencer just offered you is a gift."

"I'm not crazy," Jill told her. "I am innocent."

"I kind of want to take the polygraph," Oliver told them. "And if I take it and I fail, then... I will consider making a deal."

"Fine," Laurel told them. "I'll set up the poly. And I will tell Spencer that we're not pleading out. But Oliver, you have a family. Friends. People who actually care about you. So don't, for one second, think you're the only people with something to lose here." She sighed. "I'll be right back."

Laurel walked out, leaving.

Jill hesitated, looking at Oliver. "She doesn't like me very much, either."

"She doesn't know you," Oliver told her. "No one does. We make it through this, they will."

Jill sighed. "You sure about this?"

Oliver nodded. "I don't need to convince a jury. I need to convince Lance."

Oliver gazed off, remembering.

➣

Flashback - Five Years Ago 

Day - Lian Yu - Woods

Yao Fei and Oliver were in the woods, hunting.

Yao Fei used his bow and arrow to shoot and kill a bird. "Dinner."

"Oh, come on," Oliver told him. "Hey, I got an idea. Why don't you let me shoot that thing and you can go pick up the bloody, dead, disgusting animal?" Yao Fei held the bow toward him. "What?"

"Try," Yao Fei told him. "Breathe. Everything, breathe. Breathe, aim... fire." He handed the bow to him, along with an arrow. "Aim that three." Oliver set up the arrow to the bow, raising it tensely. "Breathe."

Oliver shot toward the tree, missing entirely.

Yao Fei spoke in Chinese, muttering.

"What does that mean?" Oliver asked.

"You will die badly," Yao Fei answered, taking the bow from Oliver, gesturing toward the dead bird in the distance. "Get."

Oliver sighed, handing the bow to Yao Fei, walking away through the woods to get the bird.

The soldiers ran closer to take him away, muffling his screaming.

➣➣

Now

Day Three

Morning - Queen Mansion - Outside

Workers were setting up for the party later that night.

Skylar was sitting outside by the pool with a hat on the chair next to her, looking at the hosen that Oliver had given her in 1.01 Pilot.

Thea was sitting on the lawn chair next to her.

Oliver walked outside toward them. "Hey, guys. One of the workers left a keg too far from the bar. Can you ask them to move it, please? I got the ankle... thingie. I don't want to set off a SWAT invasion." Skylar looked up sadly. Oliver looked at her curiously. "Hey." He walked closer. "All this stuff?" He sat on the lawn chair on the other side of Skylar. "It's going to be fine. I promise."

"Yeah, well, when you and Dad left on the yacht, you promised we'd see you in a few days," Thea told him. "Which didn't happen."

Oliver sighed. "This is different than that. I didn't do any of this stuff. You know that. Right?"

"You're out all the time," Skylar told him. "Jill lives here, but she's never here. Both of you have all those scars, and since you've been back, you've been acting really weird."

"None of this makes me some Robin Hood wannabe or makes Jill some kind of Mulan," Oliver told them.

Skylar showed him the hosen. "And you get me and Thea these. I mean, they're arrowheads. You said you found this one on the island, and that you made the other one for Thea."

Oliver sighed. "Oh, man. Skylar... I told you that they represented hope and connection. And being this guy doesn't provide hope or connection. Now I'm sort of happy I didn't buy you the shot glasses with the pandas on it at the mall in Beijing, 'cause then you'd be worried I was Panda Man."

Thea chuckled. "You know, I knew you couldn't be this person." Oliver nodded. "I--I just... We can't lose you again."

Oliver nodded understandingly. "Deal."

➣

Merlyn Global Group - Malcolm's Office

Malcolm was sitting in the office with a bodyguard.

Moira walked in.

Malcolm looked up. "Moira. Thank you for coming on such short notice."

"Yes, could you please make this quick?" Moira asked. "I'm in the midst of somewhat of a family emergency."

Moira sat across from Malcolm.

"Yes, of course," Malcolm told him. "It's all over the local news." He chuckled. "Possibly even national."

"Well, I know what you're thinking," Moira told him.

"Do you?" Malcolm asked.

"Oliver and Jill are not the people targeting the list," Moira told him. "The charges or possible charges are preposterous."

"Not according to the district attorney, assistant district attorney, investigating detective in the police department that filed charges against your son," Malcolm told her.

"That detective has a vendetta against my family," Moira told him.

"Why?" Malcolm asked. "Is there something untoward about your family? If so, something really needs to be done about that."

➣

Police Precinct - Interrogation Room

Oliver, Laurel, Jessica and Lance sat at the table.

Jessica was setting up the polygraph. "Is your name Oliver Queen?"

"You don't know who I am, Jessica?" Oliver asked.

"The questions are to calibrate the polygraph," Jessica explained. "Is your name Oliver Queen?"

"Yes," Oliver answered.

"Were you born in Starling City May 6th, 1985?" Jessica asked.

"Yes," Oliver answered.

"Is your hair blue?" Jessica asked.

"No," Oliver answered.

"Have you ever been to Iron Heights Prison?" Jessica asked.

Oliver looked at them steadily. "No."

Laurel looked at Oliver curiously.

Lance picked up the sketch of the Arrow. "Are you the man in this picture?"

Oliver shook his head. "No."

Lance looked at Jessica.

Jessica looked at the results of the current question, seeing they resembled the truth, looking at Lance, nodding.

Lance pursed his lips in frustration, holding up the sketch of Sapphire. "Is Jill Wright the girl in this picture?"

Oliver shook his head. "No."

Lance looked at Jessica.

Jessica found the results the same as before, nodding.

Lance sighed. "You steal 40 million dollars from Adam Hunt?"

"No, I didn't," Oliver told them.

"Were you marooned on an island called Lian Yu for five years?" Lance asked.

"Yes," Oliver answered.

"How is that even relevant?" Laurel asked.

"I don't need to show relevance, but since you asked, whatever happened to your client on that island turned him into a cold blooded killer," Lance told her. "The physician that examined you reported that 20% of your body is covered in scar tissue, and more scar tissue is on your friend Jillian."

"The machine won't work unless you ask a question," Laurel told them.

Jessica gave Lance a look for pushing too hard, looking at Oliver. "Did that happen to you there?"

"Yes," Oliver answered.

"When you came back, you told everyone that you were alone on that island," Lance told him. "Are you claiming that your scars were... self-inflicted?"

"No," Oliver answered. "We weren't alone. We didn't want to talk about what happened to us on the island."

"Why not?" Jessica asked.

"Because the people that were there tortured us," Oliver answered.

Laurel and Jessica looked at him in surprise and concern.

"Have you killed anyone?" Lance asked.

Oliver knew that he wouldn't be able to pass that question with a lie, sighing. "Yes. When I asked your daughter Sara to come on my father's yacht with me." Laurel looked down. "I killed your daughter."

Jessica lowered her gaze. "I think we're done here." Oliver took the wires off of his skin, standing, walking out, leaving. "I'd have to study the data, but just eyeballing it, he's telling the truth."

Lance nodded sarcastically. "Mm."

Laurel stood, giving him a look. "Can I assume that you'll be recommending Mrs. Spencer to drop all charges against my clients?"

"No," Lance answered. "I know a guilty man when I see one. They are both guilty, whether the two of you can see it or not."

Laurel glared, walking out, leaving.

Jessica gave Lance a look, standing with the results of the polygraph, walking away to study the answers.

➣➣

Night - Queen Mansion - Outside

(Song:) You're Gonna Love This - 3OH!3

The party was going strong inside and outside the Queen house that night.

And like Oliver had said, it was jail themed.

Girls were dancing in cages.

Lights were everywhere.

Oliver stepped onto a platform, signaling the DJ.

The DJ turned off the music.

(Song Ends)

"Hi, everybody!" Oliver told them. Everyone cheered. "I'm very touched that you came to celebrate with me and my good friend Jillian Wright before we are sent up the river. Can I get Jill up here, please?" Everyone cheered. Jill stepped up onto the platform, waving half-heartedly. "Closest neighbors are six miles away, so don't worry about the noise. Actually, on second thought, let's wake those losers up!"

Jill raised her glass, cheering.

Everyone raised their glasses, cheering.

Everyone drank.

Oliver and Jill hopped off the platform.

Music started again.

(Song:) Professional Griefers - DeadMau5 ft. Gerard Way

Jill walked toward Justin and John.

"If you think this is what prison's like, you are in for a rude awakening," John told her.

Jill showed them her cellphone. "Mueller's car has been parked in the warehouse district of the Glades for 45 minutes."

"Yeah, that's a good place for an arms deal," Justin told them. "Okay, so with this thing going down tonight, what do we do, drop a dime with the cops?"

"No, the man in the hood and the girl in the blue," Jill answered. "They're going to stop them."

"Jill, Oliver can't leave the house," John told her.

"It doesn't have to be Oliver in the hood," Jill told them.

Justin chuckled. "That's why you two threw this ridiculous party? So you have a hundred witnesses placing you here at the house for your alibi while you're across town being a vigilante with one of us by your side dressed like one?"

"We thought it would be good enough just for one of you to be seen in the hood," Jill told them. "We didn't count on Mueller showing up, and we didn't count on the Glades to be flooded with machine guns. Look, I promise, it was never our intention to put either of you in harm's way."

"Jill, we didn't think joining your crusade was ever going to be risk-free," John told her. "I just don't like being played. Now, you two might have gotten used to lying to everyone else in your lives, but we're the guys neither of you lie to."

"You're right," Jill told them. "I'm sorry. But you don't have to do anything except be seen in the hood. I can take care of the rest. Because I'm not going to let Oliver go to jail. So, which one of you is going to wear Oliver's outfit? Rock, paper, scissors?"

"That's cute," Justin told her sarcastically. Jill smirked. "I'll go. What are we waiting for? We got to stop an arms deal."

Jill nodded, walking through the crowd toward the house.

(Song Ends)

➣

Flashback - Five Years Ago 

Day - Lian Yu - Soldier Camp 

Jill was weak and bleeding from torture.

Soldiers were dragging her toward another tent.

More soldiers were leading Oliver toward a tent of his own.

Oliver and Jill saw each other across the way, looking at each other in confusion, knowing that they were the only ones there against their will.

Oliver saw how tortured that she was, looking horrified.

Jill looked down weakly.

They were pushed into two separate tents.

➣

Now

Night - Queen Consolidated - Walter's Office

Walter was sitting at his office, at his desk, working late.

The phone rang.

Walter answered. "Hello?"

A man's voice was on the other line. "Mr. Steele, I'm sorry to bother you, sir. This is Mike Vogel down in security. But I have some sad news for you. The company's head of security, Josiah Hudson, was in a car accident tonight. He's dead, sir."

Walter was in shock, hanging up.

➣

Queen Mansion - Foyer 

(Song:) Here We Go (Geronimo) - Jeremy Thurber 

Oliver was walking through the foyer past two girls toward a waiter.

The waiter poured Oliver a glass of wine.

Oliver took it, turning around.

Laurel walked in.

"Hello," Oliver told her. "Do we have a legal meeting or something? Because I have friends over."

"Do you think maybe you can tear yourself away from this inappropriately themed rave for a couple minutes?" Laurel asked.

Oliver nodded.

(Song Ends)

➣

Oliver's Room

Oliver and Laurel walked in.

Laurel looked around. "Wow. I can't remember the last time that I've been in this room."

"I can," Oliver told her. "Halloween, 2005. We were getting ready for Tommy's party."

Laurel put down her bag. "Ah. Yes. I wore those horrible fishnets."

Oliver closed the door. "I thought you looked good."

Laurel turned to face him. "Listen... I just wanted to come by and apologize for my father's behavior today. During the polygraph."

Oliver shook his head. "You don't have to apologize for him. He has a right to feel any way that he wants."

"It wasn't just Sara, Ollie," Laurel told him. 

"What do you mean?" Oliver asked.

"After Sara died, Jessica threw herself into her work," Laurel told him. "I think that's part of the reason she became a cop. And why I became an attorney. She ran to the law, and I followed. But our mother couldn't. My father was drinking, and taking pills, and losing himself over Sara's death. So my mother left him." Oliver sighed. "Left us." Oliver opened his mouth to apologize. "Look, I'm not trying to tell you this to make you feel bad, or worse. I just... I really want you to understand him."

Oliver sighed, shaking his head. "Why don't you hate me? Why doesn't Jessica hate me? You should."

"We did," Laurel told him. "For so long, we did, Ollie. But Jessica got clarity. She knows that it wasn't your fault. She knows that she can't blame you. It was Sara's choice, too. And after today, I realized that... I was so focused on what happened to my family that I didn't even stop and wonder what could have happened to you. Or your friend." Oliver took a deep breath, sighing. "I didn't know about the torture, or your scars. What happened to you on that island was far more than you deserved. And I was wrong that I didn't ask you before, but I'm asking you now. I need to know. I need to see."

"Are you sure?" Oliver asked.

"Yes," Laurel answered. Oliver hesitated, opening his shirt to show her the scars all over his body. Laurel gasped. "How did you survive this?"

"There were times when I wanted to die," Oliver told her. "In the end, there was something I wanted more. I wanted to come home."

"And my dad said... that it was worse for Jill," Laurel told him. "I can't imagine it being any worse than this."

Oliver sighed, closing his shirt. "I can."

➣

Flashback - Five Years Ago

Day - Lian Yu - Tent 

Jill was sitting in the tent on the island, weak and tortured and bleeding, tied up.

Edward and the man in the mask were standing over her.

"Amazing," Edward told her. "You either resolve I didn't credit you for." He looked at the man in the mask. "Or perhaps she truly doesn't know anything." He started to walk past the man toward the exit. "She's been going through torture a year, Billy. We should put her out of her misery."

A guard was pushed through the exit, into Edward, making them fall to the ground.

Yao Fei walked in with his bow and arrow, aiming at the ropes binding Jill, cutting her free. He shot at Billy.

Billy caught the arrow, breaking it in his hand. He drew a sword, trying to slash into Yao Fei. Yao Fei used his bow to block the moves, spinning around, using the bow to hit him in the chest, spinning again to hit him in the back of the legs, making him fall to his knees, flipping him over the ground. They both stood. Billy slashed toward Yao Fei. Yao Fei backed away enough to make him miss, using his bow to deflect three blows. Billy tried to punch him. Yao Fei outmaneuvered him. Billy tried to punch him again. Yao Fei caught his arm. Billy tried to slash into him. Yao Fei used his bow to block the move. Billy elbowed him in the face, trying to backhand punch him in the face. Yao Fei raised his arm to block the move. The men grappled with the bow. Yao Fei used the bow to flip him to the ground.

Oliver walked in.

Yao Fei pointed at Jill on the ground. "Get her!"

Oliver ran past them toward Jill.

Billy tried to slash into Oliver. Yao Fei used the bow to block the move, wrapping his legs around his arm, flipping him to the ground. They both stood.

Oliver picked Jill up in his arms in a cradle, as she was too tortured and too weak, lost too much blood to walk on her own.

Yao Fei kicked Billy in the mask in the face, hitting him in the chest with the bow, making him fall to the ground.

Oliver ran out of the tent with Jill.

Yao Fei followed just as quickly.

➣➣

Now

Night - Warehouse 

The gun exchange was going down in the warehouse in the Glades.

Mueller showed the men the gun in his hands. "It's a M249 machine gun. Gas-powered, air-cooled, fires up to 800 rounds per minute." He tossed the gun to a gangster. They shut off the power. "We need to move, now!"

Mueller took the machine gun back.

"What are you doing?" the gangster asked.

"Get out of here!" Mueller told them.

The men started to disperse.

Justin was suited up as Oliver in the hood, kicking a man's legs out from under him.

Jill/Sapphire punched a man in the face, making him fall. A man aimed a gun at Jill. Jill drew a sword, using it to push the gun up to the ceiling, making it fire up the ceiling instead of her, twisting the gun out of his hand, to the ground, kicking it aside, spinning around the man, hitting the hilt of the sword over his head to make him fall unconscious.

The gangsters were able to get away.

Mueller aimed a gun at Jill, making her stop.

Justin kicked his legs out from under him, making him fall to the ground. The man behind Justin stood. Justin turned to fight him.

Mueller stood, trying to shoot Jill. Jill used her sword to push the barrel of the gun up to the ceiling to make the shots fire up, spinning around, slashing him in the back of the legs, making him fall to his knees, flipping him over the ground.

Mueller groaned in pain.

Jill turned to face another man, slashing toward him. The man backed away enough to make her miss, raising his gun to block another move. Jill used the sword to twist the gun out of his hands, making it fall to the floor, kicking it aside. The man tried to punch her. Jill outmaneuvered him. The man tried to punch her again. Jill caught his arm, elbowing him in the face, spinning around to backhand punch him in the face hard enough to make him fall unconscious.

Justin kicked another man in the chest, hitting him in the face with the bow, making him fall unconscious.

Jill looked around all the unconscious men, breathing heavily, starting to relax.

➣

Queen Consolidated - Walter's Office

Walter was sitting at his desk.

Moira walked in. "Well. I'm not accustomed to being summoned to the office in the middle of the night. Well, what was it that was so important that I had to race down here?"

"I found the 'Queen's Gambit', Moira," Walter told her. "I know you secretly had the boat salvaged. I wanted to move it to a more secure location before confronting you about it. In fact, I sent Josiah Hudson to the warehouse for precisely that purpose. But he died mysteriously in a car accident." Moira sighed, shaking her head, sitting down. "I hope you now have a better understanding why it is I've been so distant of late. It's very disconcerting to discover that the person with whom you share your home, your bed and your heart has been lying to you so convincingly, and I would be a fool not to consider all the things that you have told me were lies."

"Walter, you're my husband," Moira told him. "I--"

"Yes, I am," Walter agreed, standing, turning away.

Moira stood. "Walter, please. You've got to stop looking into this. It's not safe. You'll be--you'll be upsetting people, people with influence. You are very far out of your depth."

Walter turned to face her, giving her a look.

➣

Queen Mansion - Outside

(Song:) XOXO - Jeremy Thurber 

Jill got back to the party before anyone noticed she had been gone, pretending to stumble drunkenly through the crowd outside, holding a glass of alcohol, bumping into people along the way to make it more convincing. "Oh, I'm sorry." She laughed. "I should really watch where I'm going."

Thea, Skylar and Oliver walked closer.

"So, is that where you managed to get off to?" Thea asked. "Getting drunk?"

"Well, I think I passed out in the house for a minute or two, probably more, but here I am," Jill told them, taking a drink. "Jill, one. Bad influences, zero."

Oliver knew the double meaning behind it.

"Oh, I'm sure the bad influences have won tonight," Skylar told her.

Jill shrugged, tilting her head.

Oliver took the cup from Jill. "All right, you're cut off." He looked at Thea and Skylar. "I should get her inside before she starts causing all kinds of trouble. Yeah, apparently, Jill used to be the life of the party before the party went dead."

Thea nodded. "Got it."

Oliver and Jill walked toward the house.

(Song Ends)

  ➣ 

Oliver's Room 

Oliver and Jill walked in.

"Vigilantes, one," Jill told him. "Gangbangers, zero."

"Good job," Oliver told her.

Jill chuckled.

➣

Living Room 

A man dressed as a waiter hid a gun underneath a tray.

➣

Oliver's Room

Oliver and Jill were still talking.

"So, now I'm tried, so I'm gonna hit it," Jill told him.

"All right," Oliver told her. Jill started to walk toward the door. There was a knock on the door. Jill stopped. Oliver turned to the door. "Yeah?"

➣

Hallway

The waiter was outside the door, putting a silencer on the gun. "Mr. Queen, if you're entertaining guests upstairs, should I have some drinks sent up?"

➣

Oliver's Room

Jill looked at Oliver.

Oliver called out to the waiter. "No. It's just me and Jill up here, and we're on our way back down."

Jill walked toward the door, opening it.

The waiter aimed a gun at her.

Jill pushed his arm and the gun away, punching him in the face twice, twisting his arm back to make him drop the gun, pushing him toward Oliver.

Oliver punched the waiter in the face, kneeing him in the leg, knocking over a lamp in the process. The waiter grabbed the gun from the floor. Oliver spun to push him against the wall. The waiter pushed Oliver over the couch to the floor, aiming a gun at him. Oliver wrapped his legs around his arm, flipping him to the floor, making him roll away toward Jill.

The waiter stood to face Jill. Jill backhand punched him in the face, making him fall.

The waiter stood, turning to aim the gun at Oliver, preparing to pull the trigger.

Jessica appeared in the doorway behind the waiter, shooting him twice in the back, making him fall to the floor. She walked in, lowering her gun, looking at Oliver and Jill in concern. "Are you okay?"

Oliver and Jill were breathing heavily, acting shocked and scared.

➣

Living Room

The family, Tommy, Lance, Jessica and Jill were in the living room after.

Skylar looked at Jill. "Starting to sober up, huh?"

Jill looked at Skylar, nodding. "Yeah. Yep."

Skylar smiled a small smile.

Oliver looked at Jessica. "How did you know Jill and I were in trouble?"

"Because when the guy was fighting you, he broke the ankle monitor," Jessica answered.

Moira looked at Oliver and Jill. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," Jill answered.

"Oliver..." Moira trailed off.

"Mom, I promise," Oliver told her.

Moira pointed at Lance. "This is on you. By accusing Oliver and Jillian publicly, you've made them targets."

"Do you have any idea who attacked Jill and Oliver?" Walter asked.

"We haven't identified him," Lance told them. "Though, it must be someone with a grudge against the hood and the girl in blue, obviously."

Jessica knelt next to Oliver, pulling the ankle device off of Oliver.

"What are you doing?" Jill asked.

"I got a call from our lieutenant," Jessica told them. "An arms dealer was attacked across town tonight." She stood. "By both of the vigilantes. Multiple witnesses put them there. In light of that, all charges against Oliver are being dropped, and any uprising investigation against Jill aren't going through."

"I'm truly sorry for what's happened to your family, Mr. Lance," Thea told him. "But would you kindly get the hell out of my house?"

Lance sighed, walking out, leaving.

Jessica turned to leave.

"Jessica?" Jill asked. Jessica stopped. "Thank you."

Jessica nodded, walking out, leaving.

Oliver and Jill looked at each other.

➣➣

Day Four

Morning - Merlyn Global Group - Malcolm's Office 

Malcolm was standing at his desk.

Moira walked in.

"Moira," Malcolm told her. "Did we have an appointment?"

"No," Moira answered. "But I decided to screw propriety after you tried to have my son and Jillian Wright killed."

"I'm sure you understand, I was justified in suspecting them of being the vigilantes targeting our associates," Malcolm told her. "I had to take steps."

"And now you know your steps were taken in error, that they're not your enemy," Moira told him.

Malcolm chuckled. "I offer my sincerest apologies."

"I know you found out I had the yacht salvaged, just as I know you had Josiah Hudson killed," Moira told him.

Malcolm sighed. "Well, accidents tend to befall people who are too curious."

"I've been the good soldier," Moira told him. "I've done everything you asked. But if any member of my family so much as gets a paper cut, including Jillian, I will burn your entire world to ashes."

Moira turned around, walking out, leaving.

Malcolm watched her go, smirking.

➣

Queen Mansion - Oliver's Room

Oliver was picking up the damage of his room.

➣

Flashback - Five Years Ago

Day - Lian Yu - Cave

Oliver carried Jill into the cave on the island, laying her down.

Jill groaned in pain. "Who are you?"

"I'm Oliver Queen," Oliver answered. "That's Yao Fei."

Jill sighed heavily, closing her eyes in pain.

Yao Fei walked closer, holding a tiny pouch toward Oliver. "Take it." Oliver took it. "I lead them off. You stay. You save her."

"What?" Jill asked weakly.

Yao Fei walked toward the exit. "Breathe. You breathe, you survive here longer."

"I'm coming with you," Oliver told him. Yao Fei walked out. Oliver walked toward the exit. "Yao Fei!"

Yao Fei made a boulder fall in front of the entrance of the cave to keep them inside and to keep them from being found.

➣

Now

Day - Queen Mansion - Oliver's Room

Oliver was still picking things up.

Laurel walked in. 

"Rough party," Oliver told her.

"Jessie told me what happened," Laurel told him. "Are you okay? Is Jill?"

"Yeah, we're fine," Oliver answered.

Laurel showed him a piece of paper. "These are you polygraph results. My father asked you if you'd ever been to Iron Heights. It's the prison where the hood saved me last week." Oliver nodded. "It's also where you and I went on our eighth grade field trip. When you said that you had never been there, I thought maybe you were just nervous, or that you'd forgotten. But then I looked at your results, and there is a slight flutter in your answer to that question. And if you lied on one, you could have lied on others."

"What happened to me being too selfish to be a masked crusader?" Oliver asked.

"Oliver, I saw your scars," Laurel told him. "And it's been said repeatedly that Jill has worse ones than you."

Oliver walked closer. "Do you want to know why we don't talk about what happened to us there? Because if people knew... they'd see us differently. And not as some... vigilante people. As damaged. I don't sleep. I barely eat. I can barely sign my name. Let alone aim a bow and arrow."

Laurel sighed. "After last night, after the vigilantes were seen at the gun exchange, while you and your friend were here, getting attacked and nearly killed... I guess that's all the proof anyone needs, right?"

Laurel handed him the results of the polygraph, walking out, leaving.

Oliver sighed in frustration.

➣

Queen Industrial - Basement

Oliver, Justin, John and Jill were in the hideout, talking about the close call with Laurel that Oliver had had, and that he had covered up.

"So, you lied to her," John told him. "Or maybe you just gave her a version of the truth."

Jill carried her box toward the table, opening it to reveal her suit, her mask, and the sheaths that held her swords and knives.

"I told her what she needed to hear, Diggle," Oliver told him. "She was too close."

"Sad thing is, I think you actually believe that," Justin told them. 

Oliver sighed.

➣

Queen Mansion - Skylar's Room

Skylar was sitting at her desk, at the computer, looking at the hozen that Oliver had given her thoughtfully, curiously.

Justin: (voice over) "I think things didn't go down exactly how you two planned. You didn't count on so many people having questions."

➣

Thea's Room

Thea was sitting on her bed, looking at the other hozen that Oliver had given her.

Justin: (voice over) "Doubting you. You didn't think about what happens when you lie."

➣

Living Room

Walter was packing up to leave for a short time.

Justin: (voice over) "Especially when you lie to the ones you love the most."

Moira walked downstairs. "Walter, what is this?"

"Business trip," Walter answered. "I decided it's long overdue for me to inspect our holdings in Melbourne."

"And how long will you be?" Moira asked.

"I don't know," Walter told her, walking out, leaving.

Moira watched him go, sighing.

➣

Queen Industrial - Basement

Oliver, Jill, John and Justin were still talking about the lies to the loved ones around them and the affect they had.

"I guess that makes me luckier than he is," Jill told them.

"There's no version of having no family, no friends, no one to love that is easier, Jill," John told her. "Actually, it makes him luckier than you. Because even if the two of you are damaged, he has more people to care about, more people to love him."

"More people to lie to," Jill told them. "More people to lose."

"If that's how you want to see it, fine," Justin told her. 

Jill sighed, turning away.

➣

Bar

Lance was sitting at the bar, drinking.

Justin: (voice over) "But when you two were stuck on that island, plotting your grand plan to save the city, I don't think you stopped to consider the effect it would have on the people in your life."

Jessica walked in, looking at Lance, sighing, walking closer.

Justin: (voice over) "Or how it might hurt you."

Jessica wrapped Lance's arm around her shoulder, helping him stand. "Let's go." Lance stammered drunkenly. "Come on. You're okay." Lance picked up his glass to drink more. "No, no, no."

➣

Queen Industrial - Basement

Oliver, Jill, Justin and John were still talking.

"Or how it might hurt them," Justin told them.

"You're wrong," Oliver told him. "I think about it all the time. And just to be clear, not being able to tell my family the truth... it doesn't hurt anyone worse than it hurts me."

Jill grabbed her suit and the sheaths that held her knives and swords.

"Where are you going?" John asked.

Jill turned around, walking away. "Mueller still has to sell those guns, and I have to stop him."

"Jill..." Oliver trailed off.

"I don't need anyone to die today, Oliver," Jill told him. "I just need to end this."

➣

Warehouse

Mueller was in a warehouse with several more men with a lot more firepower, ready this time for when Jill came, but not ready enough. "28 crates, four guns in each crate, $250,000 cash. Take it or leave it. That's the deal."

Jill/Sapphire jumped down from the ceiling beam she was perched on, landing on a large wooden crate, back flipping off of it to the floor. Man 1 aimed a gun at her. Jill used a sword to hit it out of his hands, punching him in the face, spinning around to backhand punch him in the face, hitting his head against the crate, making him fall unconscious.

The gunfire started.

Jill took cover behind the wooden crate, looking to the side, waiting for them to stop, peaking around the corner, throwing a knife into Man 2's hand to pin it to the wooden crate behind him. Jill threw a knife into Man 3's leg, making him fall to the ground. She ran toward Man 4, kicking him in the chest, using it to step up to the cart behind him. The gunfire started again. Jill flipped over the cart to avoid being hit, jumping from the cart to a wooden crate nearby, jumping to the ground on the other side to use it as cover. Man 5 and Man 6 walked over to check behind it. Jill crawled up to the top of the crate, flipping off, throwing two knives into the hands of the two men that had walked over, making them drop their guns, kicking Man 5 in the stomach, making him fall to the floor, spinning around to kick Man 6 in the face, making him fall into the wooden crate before making him fall to the floor. Mueller aimed a handgun at Jill.

Jill threw a knife at his hand, making him drop the gun. "Leo Muller, it looks like you're the last man standing." They heard sirens in the distance. "Not for long."

Jill threw a knife into the power supply, making all of the lights shut off, and unabling the door from opening, keeping Mueller inside long enough for her to get away and the police to take him away.

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1.06 "Legacies" Trailer 

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the hideout, Oliver and Jill were training with two metal short staffs. Oliver was shirtless. Jill was in workout clothes. Oliver tried to hit her with both of his in a blur of motion. Jill used both of hers to block the moves just as fast.

Jill: (voice over from 1.06 Legacies) "Crime happens in this city every day."

From 1.06 "Legacies", in a bank, a family of masked robbers walked in with automatic guns.  "Nobody move!"

The robbers attacked the hostages, stealing money.

Jill: (voice over from 1.06 Legacies) "Maybe I can stop people like the guys that killed my parents and my brother and nearly killed me and my sister from killing anymore families."

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the hideout, Oliver, Jill, John and Justin were talking. Oliver and Jill had just finished training.

"Like they killed mine," Jill told them, walking away, leaving.

The boys watched her go.

From 1.06 "Legacies", in a restaurant, Oliver and a man were sitting at a table.

"They tend to make the wrong choices," Oliver told him.

"How poetic," the man told him.

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the back of a van, the man pulled on his mask.

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the bank, a SWAT team walked closer to Jill/Sapphire.

Jill turned around, throwing a knife into the power supply, making the lights go out.

From 1.06 "Legacies", outside the bank, the hostages flooded out of the bank to the cops outside.

Oliver: (voice over) "My family stole from this city."

From 1.06 "Legacies", in a benefit gala, Skylar and Justin were dancing.

Thea was watching from the side of the room.

Oliver: (voice over) "And I am hell-bent..."

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the police precinct hallway, Jill/Sapphire was bracing herself in the ceiling beams above the floor to hide.

Two men walked through the hall underneath her without noticing her, walking away, leaving.

Jill jumped down.

Oliver: (voice over) "On making that right."

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the hideout, Oliver, Jill, John and Justin were talking.

"Now what?" John asked.

"We take them down," Oliver answered.

Jill nodded.

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the tunnels, the family of robbers ran along.

From 1.06 "Legacies", in a bank, a man in a mask shot toward Jill/Sapphire.

Jill jumped over a counter, over railings, flipping over the front desk to kneel behind it for cover. 

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the cave on the island, Jill and Oliver were still trapped in the cave where Yao Fei had left them.

Jill was still wounded from being tortured for so long. She sat forward a little.

Oliver lifted the back of her shirt to reveal carved tally marks in her back that were bleeding and scarred. They were all over her back, the tally marks small to include all of the number of days. There were a few in her shoulders, as the skin of her back couldn't hold it all. 

Oliver sat behind Jill with the herbs and the cloth, trying to hold the back of her shirt up to apply.

Jill took her shirt off to make it easier on him. "While you're trying everything you can to keep me alive, we're both gonna die."

Oliver shook his head. "I don't believe that."

Jill looked over her shoulder to look at Oliver.

Oliver looked at her, smiling a small smile.

From 1.06 "Legacies", in the hideout, Justin, John and Jill were talking.

"Thanks," Jill told them. "Wish me good luck."

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