Inside, Det. Jake is showing Ketterly to Dr. Quinzel (who tells Jake to call her "Harley"). Ketterly's in a straitjacket in some octagonal glass cage. Det. Jake says that someone dropped him off at the station along with some "bizarre evidence," and I'd really like to know what that evidence is. The cops aren't sure he's not still dangerous, and want Quinzel to check him out. Det. Jake leaves Quinzel alone with Ketterly, and she steps into his enclosure.
Cocking an eyebrow, she says, "Well, Larry. This really is quite the disappointment, isn't it? I needed those dockyards, Larry. I had a dream. The New Gotham. People writhing in pain, dying on the streets, spontaneously dancing to a well-choreographed routine while a truant teenager lip-syncs to 'Twist and Shout,' and everything under my command." She gets vicious. "You ruined my dream, Larry!" She gives him a high kick, knocking him to the floor, and regains her composure. "Temporarily…what happened, Larry? I wish you could tell me. Because somebody stopped you. And that means somebody's trying to stop me." Yeah, the Bizzirds of Prey, beeyotch! Believe that! "Well, just goes to show, never send a businessman to do a psychopath's job." I didn't like that line as much as some people on the boards, but at least Mia Sara can sell it.
Watching the demolition of the dockyards on television back at the Clocktower -- at least, I think that's what it is, although we're not told -- Helena says the adventure just seemed wrong, since there was no "ticking bomb, no poison gas," and pointing out they usually foil some "apocalyptic bad-guy plan." Are they actually apologizing for such a lame villain and promising cooler foes in the future? Barbara offers the weak analysis that "this time, we saved ourselves." Save yourselves on your own damn time, please, and kick some real ass next week. Helena points out that when Ketterly gave his speech about rebuilding the empire, he said "we," not "I." Barbara says she knows.
No time to think about that, though, as we're interrupted by Dinah, who is throwing some sort of metal buzz saw discs at stacked pop cans, but hitting everything else. And embarrassedly tucking her hair behind her ears, which she does so much that maybe it's another of her metahuman abilities. Barbara reminds Helena that if it weren't for Dinah, they'd both be dead. "Yeah, I know," says Helena. They walk (and roll) over to Dinah. Barbara tells her she can stay, as long as she goes to school and continues to work on her skills, both physical and mental. Dinah's ecstatic and hugs them both, making Helena wince.