The problem is that there’s no telling what the complete truth of Kilgrave’s past is. He’s got his own version. His parents tell another. And the videos of their experimentations only complicate the matter.
Nothing is as black-and-white as it seemed before after Jessica locks Kilgrave up in the hermetically sealed room. Or at least, that’s how she sees it. Simpson — and Trish by extension — would have Jessica execute Kilgrave and be done with it. There’s still the matter of Hope, who will spend the rest of her life in prison unless concrete proof of Kilgrave’s powers and her innocence is presented to the courts.
Jessica’s plan is to keep a video camera fixed on Kilgrave and put him through the ringer until he either confesses or is forced to use his powers. This involves partly flooding the room, keeping Kilgrave up to his ankles in water, and rigging the pool to electrocute him if he goes out of line. “Well, this bitch is in control of you now asshole,” she tells him. It’s a cold-blooded set-up, but if it’s what it takes, so be it.
Hogarth is less understanding. She’s come at Jessica’s request to figure out how they can turn the caged animal into Hope’s Get Out of Jail Free card. The lawyer, instead, tells Jessica to let Kilgrave go. The imprisonment has already made any evidence that he might give inadmissible, and anyway, the district attorney wants to offer Hope a plea deal. They’re tired of all the controversy around the case and are willing to settle on giving Hope about 20 years in prison if the public argument goes away. The only way that Jessica frees the Kilgraved murderer is to have a legal authority witness the evidence.
Jessica gets the bright idea of asking Clemons, who is still reeling from the near-mass suicide that he witness inside the precinct, but he’s walking away. The detective doesn’t want anything to do with Jessica, and I kind of have to agree with him. The whole manually removed head thing has to leave some mark on him, even if he can’t remember it.
Further complicating matters is Hogarth’s rapidly deteriorating divorce case. Wendy’s demands are now up to 90 percent, and I’m beginning to wonder why Hogarth, being the crafty lawyer she no doubt is, doesn’t spin this around into an open-and-shut extortion case. Sure, there’s the risk that Wendy will reveal the jury tampering, but I trust Hogarth’s lawyering.
All of the divorce proceedings seem irrelevant to the main story line until Hogarth is left alone with Kilgrave. The maniac, who can read lips and making knocking noises through sound-proof glass, begins to ask about Hogarth’s ex issues. His skill set is such that he could make all of the lawyer’s problems go away with a single breath, and it begins to look like Hogarth is catching his drift.
Remember Simpson? Blond guy, kind of dumb, has sex with Trish a lot. Well, he’s still alive, but in rough shape. After Mrs. Deluca exploded all over Simpson and took out his buddies, Trish manages to pick him up in her car and race him to the hospital. He insists that there is only one doctor who can see him, a Dr. Kozlov. The name doesn’t appear on the hospital registry, but Simpson is persistent. Eventually, the doc arrives, and he’s able to nurse Simpson back to health suspiciously quickly with a little help from three pills, colored red, white, and blue.
Will Simpson is based on the character Frank Simpson, known more commonly as “Nuke.” Created by Frank Miller and David Mazzucchelli during their classic Daredevil run, Nuke was a crazy Vietnam vet, who thanks to various cybernetic upgrades to his body and rounds of intense psychological conditioning is totally and completely insane. The three pill types work just as they’re described in the episode, but in the comics, they fuel his second heart. Red boosts his adrenaline before a mission. White keeps him balanced. Blue brings him back down.
The problem is that Simpson, both in the comics and on the show, really likes red pills. Like a lot. The episode leaves Will’s future a question mark, but with Kilgrave on the loose, I can imagine the supersoldier taking matters into his own drugged-up hands.Ew
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