Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

Well, I have something for you.

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

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

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

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

Of course, let's get Kilgrave first.

Hello, New York City!

The two dead guys are gone.

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

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

Keep your distance.

I don't know anything.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The four essentials of being a P.I.

No. You can fight this.

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

because it's incremental, not exponential, remember?

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!

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

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

Had to tell Roy his bartending job blew up.

You chose wrong, Jessica.

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

[sighs] Fine, he's hot.

But will it work?

Hey! Stop! Stop!

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

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