But first he's gotta go to confession. He finds his mother telling a group of kids about how God forgives everyone, even Lucifer, which one of the kids says makes God stupid. Matt's confession is an awkward thing, as he mentions his using violence to achieve his ends, his infidelity, his desire to kill his enemies. The priest is a barely defined void on the other side of the screen, eyes just dark holes, but he tells Matt he's being too hard on himself, that he needs to control the murder urges, and that God forgives.
Matt storms out, insisting he can't control himself, nor be forgiven. Well. Never mind, then.
DD protects Lance, the son of Bullet, who recently beat hell out of Daredevil as part of Typhoid's plan, from some bullies. He comes home with him, intending to kill Bullet. But an apartment filled with boxes of food and supplies meant to sustain Lance after the nuclear war he's sure is coming is so depressing it weakens Matt's resolve. He tries focusing on the details, or "the inches", to avoid the big picture. The big picture means confronting all the fucking up he did, the ruin his life's become. The ruin this kid's life is. Better to focus on how Lance uses bubble gum to fix gun mounts.
Bullet shows up by smashing through the front door. He and Daredevil fight a bit, Matt unable to unravel the contradictions of him wanting revenge on this hired killer, who also loves his son in some strange, stunted fashion. Lance fires a gun to get them to stop, Bullet apologizes (sort of) for beating Daredevil up, but it was 'just business.' DD shrugs it off, because Bullet is ultimately just that, a bullet. The one to be angry with is the one responsible for sending the bullet his way. So, time to go after Typhoid or Kingpin, right?
Wrong. Matt buys a train ticket out of the city, again trying to focus on just what he hears and smells around him, rather than what he's doing (running away) and why he's doing it (because he fucked up.) They pass a small plane crash in a field, and Matt, without thinking, jumps off the train to help. Romita Jr. used that same wide-legged posture earlier in the comic, when Matt leapt from the church steeple. Significance of leaping into new danger, maybe?
The guy he drags out is insistent on running back into the fire to retrieve bags of junk food and radio equipment. Well, I suppose nose candy is a type of junk food. Since Matt's blind, the guy figures he didn't see the cocaine that spilled from the bag, and why not offer him a job on his farm, to be neighborly? Sure, what's the worst that could happen?
{3rd longbox, 77th comic. Daredevil #267, by Ann Nocenti (writer), John Romita Jr. (penciler), Al Williamson (inker), Gregory Wright (colorist), Joe Rosen (letterer)
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