Supergirl (TV Series)

Bunker Hill (2018)

David Ajala: Manchester Black

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• Lydia Lockwood : There he is. Ben, your friend is here from the university. Manchester Black.

  Manchester Black : Thought I'd pop by and say hello.

• Manchester Black : So, I decided to ditch the city for the afternoon and pay a visit to old Benjamin. Kill two birds with one stone, as it were.

  Lydia Lockwood : Well, I think it's very thoughtful of you to come all the way here in person to thank him.

  Manchester Black : Oh, how could I not, after what he did? I'm talking about the gift, man.

  Ben Lockwood : The gift. Yes, of course, the gift.

  Lydia Lockwood : What gift?

  Manchester Black : The wedding gift. A great big set of knives for me and my fiancée. Fiona.

  [noticing Ben react] 

  Manchester Black : You all right there, Benjamin?

• Ben Lockwood : Okay, you want me, you got me. Just... just let her go.

  Manchester Black : But she's the guest of honor. Now, play nice. Go on. Easy, easy.

  Ben Lockwood : [returning to the kitchen]  Hey, Lydia, you mind grabbing some more tea? I think Manchester's gonna stay just a little bit longer.

  Lydia Lockwood : Oh. Yeah, sure.

  Manchester Black : Say anything, and she dies screaming.

• Manchester Black : What's that?

  Lydia Lockwood : Oh, Ben's great-great-great-grandfather made those.

  Ben Lockwood : Yeah. Uh, he was a blacksmith. That bayonet is the... well, it's one of the first things the Lockwoods ever forged. It's from the American Revolution.

  Manchester Black : Is it, really? Can I?

  [removing it from its case] 

  Manchester Black : So...

  Ben Lockwood : You know, it's from Bunker Hill. Remember that one? It's the one where the Brits, uh, thought they had won, but the battle ended up so bloody that it cost them the war, and it wasn't worth it.

  Manchester Black : Oh, bloody is right. I mean, can you imagine sticking this into a bloke and then twisting it in his guts?

  Lydia Lockwood : That's...

  Manchester Black , Lydia Lockwood : Graphic.

  Manchester Black : It is. Lockwood. It's a fine piece. You ever wish your husband was a steel man, Lydia?

  Ben Lockwood : Stop it.

  Manchester Black : Of course, that's not really the family business anymore, is it? Now you lot just dress up in wicked metal masks. Isn't that right... Agent Liberty?

• Ben Lockwood : Listen, I've never seen you before in my life, and I'm not whoever it is that you say that I am.

  J'onn J'onzz : [contacting him psychically]  Manchester. Manchester, tell me where you are.

  Manchester Black : Get out of my head.

  J'onn J'onzz : You made a promise.

  Manchester Black : That promise died with Fiona.

  J'onn J'onzz : But it didn't die with me. If you can't hold yourself to that promise, I will.

• J'onn J'onzz : I feel your pain, Manchester. Give this up.

  Manchester Black : You want to feel my pain? Feel it.

  [he cuts his hand with Ben's bayonet, and J'onn groans in pain] 

• Lydia Lockwood : You're insane! He is not Agent Liberty!

  Manchester Black : Do you bet your life on that, Lydia?

  [tossing the bayonet back into its case] 

  Manchester Black : Somewhere in your perfect little house, there is a silly costume he puts on to go do terrorism.

  [kneeling in front of Ben on the floor] 

  Manchester Black : Show me that mask.

• Manchester Black : [Ben reveals his Agent Liberty suit to Lydia]  Got words for him? He's a killer, you know. Murdered the love of my whole, wasted life.

  Lydia Lockwood : Please tell me this isn't true.

  Ben Lockwood : I'm so sorry. I... It was done, it was finished. I was gonna stop.

  Manchester Black : Put the suit on.

  Ben Lockwood : What?

  Manchester Black : I want you to die doing what you love.

  Lydia Lockwood : [crying]  No! Please, no!

  Manchester Black : NOW!

• Manchester Black : [kicking Ben on the ground]  Come on, get up.

  Lydia Lockwood : [crying]  Ben.

  Manchester Black : All dressed up for his funeral.

  Agent Liberty : [catching his foot]  When this is over, they're gonna need dental records to ID your body.

  Manchester Black : [drawing his gun as Liberty gets up]  Stand back, stand back. It could be a lot worse. We could go biblical, eye for an eye. You killed Fiona, I kill her.

  [aiming his gun at Lydia] 

  Manchester Black : You feel that? That's what it's like when you're about to lose everything.

• Manchester Black : What do you want, J'onn? You're not gonna talk me down.

  J'onn J'onzz : I know. And I'm sorry.

  Manchester Black : For what?

  J'onn J'onzz : You leave me no choice.

  Manchester Black : [grunting in pain as J'onn attacks him psychically]  You're right. Because I'll never stop. Not unless you kill me. Go on. Go on. I dare you. You know you can do it.

  J'onn J'onzz : No.

  Manchester Black : Then why are you here?

• Manchester Black : Benjamin Lockwood! Come and get your medicine, lad.

  [Liberty attacks from behind, but Black manages to restrain him] 

  Manchester Black : Now then, I suppose the requisite question is...

  [aiming his gun] 

  Manchester Black : Any last words?

  Supergirl : [knocking him backwards]  I came here to stop him. Don't make me stop you.

  Manchester Black : Is this the part where you tell me violence won't change anything?

• Supergirl : [her eyes red and burning]  What did you do to me?

  Manchester Black : It's moondust. Sharp enough to cut Kryptonian DNA. Oh, nasty. You just got a lungful from one of them alien moons. Part of it's honed to a nanometer. I bet you're just a bit softer on the inside.

  Supergirl : If you kill him, what does that make you?

  Manchester Black : The intolerant left.

  Supergirl : If we want to win this, we have to be better. Let me take him to prison, show people who he really is.

  Manchester Black : Don't be daft! Those people hate you! You can put a cape on, say you're a superhero, but to him and everyone else like him, you'll only ever be an alien.

  [brandishing an energy staff] 

  Manchester Black : A roach!

  [he fires an energy blast at a control panel, and she's doused in Nth metal] 

  Manchester Black : Time to pick a side, Pollyanna. You're with them, government stooge, Happy Meal hero, or you're with me, and we string up the lot. Every terrorist turning your streets into war zones. You keep saying it's a never-ending battle. How about you and I end it together?

  Supergirl : I'll never be like you.

• Manchester Black : Why are you here? Hmm? Both times you let me go on my merry. Both times I've gone on to do... oh, let's call it unspeakable things. So my theory is part of you wanted me to get away. Part of you wanted me to do what you couldn't.

  J'onn J'onzz : You're wrong.

  Manchester Black : Ah, 'cause you want to be a bloody saint. 'Cause you ain't gonna study war no more, yeah?

  J'onn J'onzz : You think that's a weakness?

  Manchester Black : I think it's a character defect.

  J'onn J'onzz : Couple of weeks ago, you had that same defect. But maybe that's my curse, believing in people who don't deserve it.

  Manchester Black : You think my soul's still up for grabs, old man?

  J'onn J'onzz : Yes, I do.

  [turning to leave] 

  J'onn J'onzz : And I think you do, too.