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Had to tell Roy his bartending job blew up.

If you'd let me rest, I could focus better.

Snap out of it, sister! Don't let him control you!

Oh, hell. [stammers] What, this guy again?

Well, we need to do another test when it's ready.

You need to hit the 12-hour mark with no Kilgrave.

No. You can fight this.

See if one got him leaving. License plate, maybe.

But will it work?

Well, I have something for you.

[sighs] Fine, he's hot.

I don't plan on sleeping. I have a police scanner app.

- What the hell is wrong with you? - Don't let him control you. Wake up!

Of course, let's get Kilgrave first.

You chose wrong, Jessica.

As well as punching, kickin', drinkin' and talkin' shit.

You can't improve on an asshole by making it bigger.

I'll say it every day for as long as you need to hear it.

The two dead guys are gone.

because it's incremental, not exponential, remember?

it's not gonna change how you find or kill Kilgrave.

Simpson's doctor works for a private research corporation called IGH.

I don't know anything.

No. I followed her here, thought she might lead me to you.

Cross the street, face that fence, and stay there forever.

Hey! Stop! Stop!

He'll be able to control people through buildings, walls, the radio.

Keep your distance.

And what's going on? What's in your bag?

I figured it was a charitable write-off for them.

Now it's 24... and a hundred yards.

- You listen to my show? - Well, of course.

Thank you for the information. I'd like you to go now.

Hello, New York City!

The four essentials of being a P.I.

You're free of him... because of Reva?