Batman Forever Transcript
June 24, 1994
1 EXT. ARKHAM ASYLUM - NIGHT
A castle of shadow. (OVER) RAIN, HOWLING evil wind.
Sudden lightning CRACKS, illuminates the aged structure,
the hanging metal sign.
2 INT. ASYLUM CORRIDORS - NIGHT
DR. BURTON, the Chief Psychiatrist moves down the old
hallway, face tense. He steps through a doorway into...
3 INT. MAXIMUM SECURITY - NIGHT
Security cells. Criminal maniacs sealed behind protective
A GUARD stands before a heavy door.
Hell of a night, huh Doc?
Hell's in here.
Hydraulics HISS. The cell door unseals.
4 INT. SECURE ISOLATION CELL
Small. Walls, ceiling, floor, padded. A single window
casts the room in pallid moonlight.
A figure sits in shadow, bound by the wraps and ties of a
straight jacket, gaze fixed out the window.
Lightning flashes, brightening the room. THUNDER CRACKS.
No answer. Burton steps closer.
Still nothing. Another step.
Burton reaches towards the figure.
Harvey are you alright...
Burton touches his shoulder. Lightning flashes as...
THE BODY WHIPS around. An orderly, gagged, sits bound to
the chair with bedsheets.
The sheets around the chair have been rigged. Now they
yank him up so he spins frantically from the ceiling fan.
Lightning flashes again, illuminating a madman's scrawled
writing on the wall.
WRITING - CLOSE. "The Bat Must Die!" THUNDER
5 EXT. GOTHAM CITY SKYLINE - SUNSET - FALL
Gothic towers of granite and glass shimmer golden in the
late day sun.
6 MOVE IN towards the city as an executive helicopter
CROSSES FRAME. Through the window BRUCE WAYNE, still
handsome but a few lines starting to show, sits watching
a seatback video screen.
7 CONTINUE In over Gotham Harbor towards the skyline as
(OVER) A NEWSCASTER talks.
...And in Gotham City, ex-District
Attorney Harvey Dent escaped from
Arkham Asylum for the Criminally
8 CLOSER on a single building, its power generated by a
small but mighty dam below. A glowing sign reads Wayne
Dent, once Gotham's leading
contender for Mayor, was horribly
scarred during an indictment hearing
over a year ago.
HOLD on a single window. MOVE IN
9 INT. BRUCE WAYNE'S OFFICE
Elegant. Oak. A wall monitor runs the same newscast.
10 INSERT SCREEN
Dent questions a crime boss on the stand. A thug throws a
vial of acid toward Harvey, searing half his face.
Dent, whose left-brain was damaged
during the assault, launched a
grizzly crime spree before being
captured by The Batman. He is
extremely dangerous. Repeat....
Bruce Wayne ENTERS, his Armani suit the only thing fresh
about him, followed by a sudden stream of EXECUTIVES,
SECRETARIES, ASSISTANTS and GOTHAM SOCIETY MATRONS.
The solar generator tests are back.
Uh... great, could you wait a
The Mayor's office called again -
Who are you asking to the circus -
Five minutes to your inspection -
Okay, I want you all to just stand
here for fifteen seconds, okay?
Fifteen, everybody got it?
Good. Nobody move, now.
And with that, Bruce turns and walks out.
I gotta give myself a raise...
12 INT. WAYNE ENTERPRISES - ELECTRONICS DIVISION - TWILIGHT
Endless work-spaces stretching into infinity.
Bruce, a Junior Exec ENTOURAGE trailing, tours an
assembly line where robotic arms weld laser tools.
FRED STICKLEY, a fuss-budget plant manager, leads.
Your weekly inspections are a
(a warm smile)
You all need to get out more.
13 CRANE UP high over the factory floor, across acres of
assembly lines and work stations.
ANGLE DOWN on
14 INT. EDWARD NYGMA'S WORK STATION (CONTINUOUS)
A clutter of computer parts. Paperwork everywhere.
Rubik's cubes, games, dozens of puzzle books all boasting
the green suited caricature of "The Guesser".
15 MONITOR-CLOSE. A crossword puzzle.
Features reflect over the acrostic. The two images
resolve into one; the face itself is a puzzle.
16 REVERSE ANGLE
EDWARD NYGMA, awkward, brilliant and feverishly anxious
stares up at the screen, TALKING to himself.
We'll probably go to the house for
dinner. Yes. Yes. Maybe he'll throw
a little party in my honor.
Suddenly Edward BANGS his head against the desk-top.
Hard. A brief window on the inner Edward, all insecurity
and self loathing.
Idiot! Should have rented a tuxedo.
Relax. I'm sure Wayne manor has
extra. After all, we're almost the
17 The opposing wall is a shrine to Bruce Wayne: newspaper
headlines, a GQ cover, magazine photos.
18 Approaching COMMOTION.
Oh my God. It's him.
19 INT. WAYNE ENTERPRISES - BREAK AREA
Workers greet the boss. Bruce is friendly, welcoming,
Edward appears on the edge of the group.
Stickley spots Edward. A cloud crosses his face.
Well, Mr. Wayne, on to R&D?
Stickley rests his hand on Wayne's elbow. Begins to steer
him away. Not in time.
Edward steps forward. A man so uncomfortable, his very
skin seems to be a costume. He marches right up to Wayne,
takes his hand, fawning, the burning eyes of a sycophant.
Bruce Wayne. In the flesh.
Um...I'm pretty sure I'm Bruce
Wayne. And you are?
Nygma. Edward Nygma. You hired me.
Personally. Just like I tell
Well, we've never actually met, but
your name was on the hire slip.
He still hasn't let go of Bruce's hand.
I'm gonna need that hand back, Ed.
What? Ah yes. Of course. I'm sorry.
It's just that...you're my idol.
And some people have been trying to
keep us apart.
Mr. Nygma, you'll forgive me for
being rude. But what exactly is on
Precisely. What's on all our minds?
Brainwaves. The future of Wayne
Enterprises is Brainwaves!
It's hard to imagine anyone more awkward. The effect is
painful. Folks stare, mouths wide.
I really do apologize, Mr. Wayne.
His project was terminated this
Let me ask you something, Bruce.
What is man's greatest tool?
A few of the WOMEN SNICKER. For a second, Edward's face
twitches, a crack in the facade.
Man's greatest tool is...The mind.
20 Edward gestures to his cubicle. A rat's nest cluttered
with components of his Rube Goldberg-like invention.
Voila. While holographically
enhancing any TV picture, my
invention connects directly to the
viewer's brain, puts the audience
inside the show. Think of the
entertainment problems we can solve.
I can think of a couple problems
that need solving right here.
A few more folks CHUCKLE. Edward looks around. Another
ripple of anxiety, another quick recovery.
Why be brutalized by an uncaring
world? My RES Box will give Joe Q
Public a realm where he is king.
Not that someone like you would need
it. Someone so intelligent. Witty.
Charming. But for the lonely, the...
Paranoid? The psychotic?
(didn't miss it)
...The Box can change their lives.
Our stock coupons will spike.
Edward turns, actually CLAPS Stickley on the back.
Hell. Might even bring old Stickley
here a few extra bucks. Huh, Fred?
Bruce takes off his glasses, rubs his eyes in vague
disbelief, cleans the lenses.
Wayne Enterprises will spearhead an
Edward removes his glasses, cleans them in exactly the
same manner as Bruce.
I just need a bit of additional
funding. For human trials. Let me
Bruce seems about to speak when suddenly -
22 THE BATSIGNAL
beams bright against the night clouds over Gotham City.
(time to move)
Maybe some other time..
I want you to know, we'll be full
partners in this, Bruce.
What talks we'll have, late into the
night. Now, I'm not used to business
travel, so go easy on me. As for
recognition, I'm sure after a time
I'll get used to it.
Look at us. Two of a kind.
Edward is suddenly aware of dozens of co-workers all
around him, SNICKERING and WHISPERING.
Bruce's eyes dart again toward the Batsignal.
Call my secretary, she'll set
Factory looks great, folks. Keep up
the good work.
Wait. You can't go.
We'll talk some other -
No. Don't leave me! My invention! I
Edward has grabbed Bruce's arm. The room goes dead quiet.
Bruce's eyes narrow. Then he dislodges gently.
I'm sorry, Edward. Just feels a bit
like mind manipulation. It raises
too many question marks.
Bruce heads off.
Alright everyone, back to work.
We'll discuss this later.
Edward stares after Bruce.
You were supposed to understand.
HOLD on this tiny man, all alone in the labyrinthine
work-place, eyes darkening now with growing obsession.
I'll make you understand.
24 INT. BRUCE WAYNE's PRIVATE OFFICE
25 THE DOOR - CLOSE. LOCKS. Bruce falls into a leather chair.
26 Suddenly the chair seat drops, fast, sliding into a
27 INT. TRANSPORT TUNNEL
The capsule shoots through the underground tunnel, lights
WHIPPING past at near super-sonic speed.
28 INT. CAPSULE
Speed and time readouts appear on the windscreen beside
the craggy face of ALFRED PENNYWORTH.
I saw the signal, is. All is ready.
30 INT. BAT CAVE - COSTUME VAULT
Alfred watches the capsule arrive.
31 QUICK CUTS of glove, boot, and cape being donned.
32 INT. BATCAVE
FOLLOW Batman's feet as he steps up to the Batmobile.
I suppose I couldn't convince you to
take along a sandwich.
Batman jumps into the Batmobile.
I'll get drive-thru.
(to the car)
33 The car shoots a whitish-blue light from under it's
belly. Hub Caps and detailing glow as The Batmobile zooms
out of the cave.
34 INT. CAVE ACCESS TUBE
The car SHOOTS through a series of underground arches.
The car picks up speed, the blue-white fusion drive going
blue, then purple, then red. The single bat wing splits
into two as the car becomes a stealth bullet.
35 EXT. WAYNE ESTATE - NIGHT
The dark car WHIPS through a holograph of trees that
masks the entrance to the Batcave, SCREECHING onto...
36 EXT. FOREST ROADS - NIGHT
The car speeds towards Gotham.
37 ANGLE OUTSIDE THE WINDOW ON
The Batsignal, cutting the darkness.
PULL BACK TO REVEAL
38 INT. SECOND BANK OF GOTHAM - 22ND FLOOR - NIGHT
A worried THUG peers at the Batsignal out the skyscraper
window. Across a narrow abyss stands a skyscraper under
construction, all girders and scaffolding.
39 In f.g., a spinning silver dollar flips up into frame,
blocking out the Batsignal.
Bat should show any minute, Face.
A HAND catches the coin, flips it again.
Witness the rakishly handsome profile of HARVEY TWO-FACE
DENT, the other side of his face hidden in shadow.
You. Sport. Any thoughts? Counting
on Batass to rescue you?
PULL BACK TO REVEAL
A SECURITY GUARD, laying on the floor, wrists and feet
bound, trembling with fear.
_We_ sure are.
...You gonna kill me?
Might. Might not. Could say we're of
two minds on the subject.
I got family. ...Please.
What say we flip for it?
Two-ace shoves the silver dollar under the Guard's nose.
One side shines in mint condition.
What could be fairer than the random
toss of an honest coin? Life...
The other side bears deep, disfiguring burns.
Please. I swear I won't say noth-
The coin _wants_ to decide.
41 Two-Face flips. The coin spins, gleaming, lands on the
floor only inches from the Guard's face.
42 Two-Face STOMPS the coin. Winks at the sweating Guard.
Exhilarating, isn't it? The
suspense? Sudden death or a new
lease on life? Really makes a man
live in the moment.
Two-Face removes his foot. Unblemished side up.
You're in luck. You get to live to
whimper another day.
The Guard SOBS with relief. Harvey's Thugs GRUMBLE.
Two-Face folds his jacket into a pillow, places it under
the Guard's head, now the nicest crook in the world.
That floor has got to be very hard.
Is that better?
Uh, yeah. Thanks, Mr..uh...Face.
Just call us Harvey. Can we get you
a sandwich? A soft drink? Given all
the trouble we caused you, how about
we cut you in for a share of
Face! For cryin' out loud! You're
not gonna pay him--
Two-Face turns on Thug 2 with a vengeance, shooting out a
hand that pins the fellow's throat to the wall.
Did we ask your opinion? The coin
has rendered its verdict. This man
has a family to take care of. You
have a problem with that?
We now see for the first time the LEFT HALF OF HIS FACE:
hideously repulsive, an acid eaten mutilation of flesh.
Oh no, Face. Anything you say.
43 EXT. PAN-ASIA TOWN - STREET - NIGHT
Sweeping spots. Swat teams. Police wagons.
44 COMMISIONER GORDON, 50s, a man who's seen enough pain
for a lifetime, stands in his trademark trenchcoat,
lighting a cigarette.
Beside him stands a beautiful, professionally dressed
young woman. DR. CHASE MERIDIAN.
45 HIGH ABOVE
The Batmobile SCREECHES to a stop on a pedestrian bridge.
46 THE BATSIGNAL is suddenly obscured, flows for a moment
into the shape of Batman's cape as the Dark Knight leaps
47 down past the spotlight, lands face to face with Chase.
Batman turns, all business as he speaks to Gordon.
Two guards dead. He's holding the
third hostage. Didn't see this one
We should have, though.
The men turn to face her.
_Two_ million dollars waiting to be
transferred from the _Second_ Bank of
Gotham on the _22nd_ How could Harvey?
And you are?
Batman, I'd like you to meet--
(offering her hand)
I asked Dr. Meridian to come to
Gotham to consult on this case. She
...dual personalities. Abnormal
psychology. Washington's poster
child for the criminally insane. I
read your work.
I'm flattered. Not every girl makes
a super-hero's night table. You
might have some interesting insights
Let's just say I could write a hell
of a paper on a grown man who
dresses like a flying rodent.
Bats aren't rodents, Dr. Meridian.
I didn't know that. See? You _are_
interesting. And call me Chase. By
the way, do you have a first name? Or
do I just call you bats?
May I remind you two we have a
psychopathic murderer on the loose
A titanic BOOM rocks the night.
48 SEARCHLIGHTS race up the skeletal skyscraper to REVEAL..
A giant CRANE and WRECKING BALL. The wrecking ball
SMASHES again into the bank building.
49 INT. BANK OF GOTHAM - NIGHT
The already crumbling wall behind Two Face EXPLODES. Two-
Face checks his watch, unfazed, as the giant wrecking
ball CRASHES into the room within inches of the villain.
Right on schedule.
Two-Face's men scramble to the hole, attach chains to...
50 EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - NIGHT (CONTINUOUS)
...an even thicker chain dangling 30 stories from the
roof of the construction site.
FOLLOW THE CHAIN UP as it yanks tight, revealing...
A BLACKHAWK HELICOPTER already atop the construction
site, perched on steel beams. REVVING its mighty rotors.
51 A giant winch aboard the Blackhawk starts to haul the
safe chain over pulleys up into a cargo hatch.
52 INT. - SECOND BANK OF GOTHAM. 22ND FLOOR, NIGHT
Thug 1 stares out the window.
The Bat's taking the bait! What now?
53 Harvey flips the coin.
54 FOLLOW THE COIN as Two-Face snatches it from mid-air,
slaps it on his wrist. Bad side up.
55 ANGLE ON - Two-Face's left side. Scarred, gloating evil.
At last, The Bat dies!
The chains suddenly yank the safe towards the hole in the
wall. Thug 2 gestures to the Guard on the floor.
What about him?
Kill him too.
Thug 2, grinning, draws a GUN from his waistband.
Wait! You said you'd let me go!
Never heard of a double-cross?
56 A DING from the elevators.
The Thugs and Harvey all whirl, machine guns coming up,
open FIRE, armor piercing bullets punching holes in the
metal doors, shredding anyone inside.
THE GUARD lays bound on the floor. Suddenly a clamp-ended
bat-cable drops from above. With a tiny CLICK, the smart-
clamp hooks onto the Guard's wrist bindings.
HARVEY AND THUGS empty magazines. Re-load.
Come on in, the water's fine.
All stand watching as the now perforated elevator doors
slide, jerking, open to reveal...an empty elevator.
The skylight overhead EXPLODES and, in a rain of glass,
Batman drops to the floor on a Batrope.
58 THE GUARD is apparently attached to the Batrope's other
end because, as the Caped Crusader comes down, the Guard
shoots up, hoisted fast to the safe rooftop above.
59 FIRE DOORS
BLOW open. Two SWAT teams burst in, armed for bear.
Not the guest list we had in mind.
Boys, the party's over.
Two-Face drops a SMOKE GRENADE. Then he leaps directly
out the hole in the wall. His Thugs take off after him.
60 EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - NIGHT (CONTINUOUS)
The Thugs come leaping through the hole, using the now
rising safe as a springboard to close the windy gap, roll
to safety on the construction site next door. They
scatter, begin scaling various beams and girders.
61 INT. BANK
Swat Teams race through the smoke in close pursuit, come
up short at the edge of the urban precipice. The safe has
risen too high, now, to serve as a springboard, so the
cops drop, begin FIRING across the gap. Suddenly...
A DARK WING explodes out of the smoke behind them, flying
across the abyss.
62 INT. CONSTRUCTION SIGHT
A Thug fires at the figure hurling towards him. Batman
lands on the Thug's chest, smashing him to the floor.
Suddenly, from above, BULLETS CRACK off the girders
beside the Caped Crusader's head.
63 REVERSE ANGLE
TWO-FACE glides upward, riding the wrecking ball as it
overtakes the safe, shooting down at Batman.
64 BATMAN starts scaling the scaffolding after Two-Face.
He's climbing fast but Harvey has too great a lead.
65 BATMAN - POV. A motorized gantry is carrying one of the
Thugs up to the roof.
66 Batman FIRES a Batarang. The bat-shaped clamp bites into
the wooden base of the rising gantry.
He toggles the launcher into winch mode, is hoisted fast
towards the rising gantry above.
67 ON THE GANTRY
The riding Thug leans down, sees the rising shadow, grabs
the Batrope in both hands and flips over the gantry.
68 ON THE BATROPE
The Thug slides fast down to kicking range, draws back
his boot to dispatch Batman.
Batman hits a switch on his launcher, increasing the
winch speed, shooting him higher, faster. He grabs the
Thug's foot in his hand, shoves him up so his head CRACKS
against the bottom of the gantry. Batman swings the
unconscious Thug onto a hanging construction hook,
leaving him dangling in mid-air by his nose ring, hoists
himself up onto...
69 THE GANTRY
From the scaffolding above, a Thug drops to one end of
the gantry, nun-chucks spinning madly.
Behind Batman, another Thug drops INTO FRAME, drawing a
Batman reaches forward, grabs the Thug's spinning nun-
chuck, stunning his face with the wooden sticks. In a
single move, Batman spins and lets the weapon fly into
the pistoled assailant, knocking him flat.
70 BATMAN - POV. Two-Face has reached the chopper.
71 INT. HELICOPTER - NIGHT
Two-Face climbs into the chopper's cargo bay.
(to the pilot)
72 EXT. GANTRY - NIGHT
Batman sees the helicopter start to rise, pulling the
safe overhead along with it.
73 Batman jumps, drops through the abyss between the two
buildings, landing on...
74 A HIGH TENSION WIRE - CLOSE. The wire bends like a bow,
shooting Batman like an arrow straight into the air.
75 Batman grabs the rising chain, slides down it's links so
he is standing atop the safe.
76 He FIRES a Batarang into the bank wall, making an anchor,
attaches the Bat-cable to the hitch atop the safe.
77 INT. HELICOPTER - NIGHT
The chopper is straining against Batman's bank-embedded
tether. Two-Face looks down in fury.
The man is taking his job
_much too seriously_.
78 EXT. TOP OF SAFE - NIGHT
Batman palms a compartment on his utility belt and a
small delivery mechanism SNAPS a tiny acetylene torch
into his gloved hand.
A BLUE FLAME ignites. Batman starts to cut the chains.
79 EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - NIGHT
Batman's torch slices the last link. Batman reaches up
and grabs the winch chain, is jerked suddenly upward with
the now un-tethered chopper as...
80 THE SAFE
now freed, swings like a pendulum on it's anchor line,
arcing straight for the hole in the bank wall from which
it was originally drawn.
81 INT. BANK BUILDING
The safe comes flying through the hole, sliding across the
floor and SLAMMING back into place before the bewildered
faces of the SWAT team.
82 INT. HELICOPTER - NIGHT
Two-Face stares out the side of the chopper.
That was our money.
Two-Face grabs the controls from the pilot.
He wants to play. Fine, let's play.
83 Two-Face pulls back on the throttle, the chopper shooting
straight up into the sky like a rocket.
84 EXT. GOTHAM SKY - NIGHT
Batman hangs from the chain, trailing the chopper, a wing
of shadowy quicksilver disappearing into the night.
85 EXT. ARKHAM SQUARE - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING
Gotham's Times Square. Tall. Narrow. The crawl of bumper-
to-bumper traffic. Glutted with neon signs and giant
86 The helicopter ROARS into view. BATMAN hangs on for dear
life as the city rushes past.
87 A SERIES OF SHOTS as street folks look up in wonder.
88 SIGN - CLOSE. For Ginsu Knives. A couple of giant hands
make fast work of a steak on a smoking barbecue.
The chopper swings Batman _through_ the ad, falling blades
just missing him, dragging him through the thick smoke.
The chopper swings across the square, heading for...
89 ANOTHER SIGN - CLOSE. This time a tremendous set of
clacking teeth turn yellow to white each time the cap
lifts off of a giant tube of toothpaste.
90 The chopper barrels straight for the opening mouth.
At the last moment the chopper banks, whipping the
dangling Batman inside the mouth.
91 The mouth closes on the Caped Crusader.
92 The chopper pulls away, the chain pulling like floss
through the closed teeth.
93 INT. MOUTH
Batman, still clutching the chain, is flying towards the
barricade of closed teeth.
94 EXT. ARKHAM SQUARE - MOUTH SIGN
Batman SMASHES through the two front teeth.
95 BATMAN - CLOSE. His face suddenly bathed in an ever
brightening yellow glow.
96 INT. CHOPPER
TWO-FACE'S POV - THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD
Dead ahead, another sign. This one is essentially a giant
neon sun, the Wayne Tech logo burning bright yellows and
reds over the message Solar: The Power of the Future.
97 Harvey GUNS the chopper's engines.
98 EXT. GOTHAM SKY
The chopper BLOWS straight through the nova, neon
EXPLODING like stars in all directions.
99 INT. HELICOPTER
As the Pilot, in the b.g. regains control of the chopper,
Harvey walks to the hold, looks down through the hatch at
the dangling chain below. No Batman.
Ah, to finally be rid of that pointy
eared, steroid eating, rubber
suited, cross dressing, night rat...
100 THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD
a familiar blue cape falls down over the plexi-glass.
Harvey spins, draws his machine pistol.
Too late. Harvey SPRAYS wildly, blowing holes in the
windshield and Pilot as well.
101 EXT. HELICOPTER
The cape slips off the windscreen
102 INT. HELICOPTER
The chopper dives. Two-Face staggers towards the pilot's
chair. He rests free the corpse, regains control.
A FIST SMASHES through the side window into Harvey's jaw.
Harvey, you need help. Give it up.
103 EXT. HELICOPTER
Batman stands on one of the struts, begins trying to
climb into the open side of the speeding bird.
Words of wisdom from our ex-friend?
Harvey SLAMS Batman's face with his foot. He goes down.
Mano a Mano a Bato.
Batman pulls himself back up. Grabs Harvey's foot. Flips
him to the floor. Drags him half way out of the bird.
Ever been to Arkham, Batman? You'd
feel right at home. You took a year
of my life. So I'm here to pay you
back. There's only one way out of
this waltz. One of us dies.
I won't kill you, Harvey.
Batman gets Harvey by the throat.
Batman doesn't kill? Bullshit.
You're a killer too.
Somehow Harvey's words seem to shake Batman a beat. It's
all the distraction Harvey needs. He SMASHES Batman
across the face.
Batman slips, falls out of sight.
104 WINDSHIELD - CLOSE. Lady Gotham is coming up fast.
105 EXT. HELICOPTER
Batman hangs by one hand from the support strut, the bird
hurling towards the giant statue.
106 INT. HELICOPTER
Harvey locks "The Club" onto the controls, fixing the
chopper on it's deadly course.
107 Batman hoists himself into the chopper through the open
side in time to see Harvey standing over the cargo hatch.
Goodbye old pal.
With that Harvey leaps through the cargo hatch.
108 Batman stares frozen in disbelief as Two-Face plummets to
the dark water below.
109 Then a sudden flurry of expanding color caught in Lady
Gotham's lighthouse beam, and a parachute opens over Two-
Face, unfolding into a giant Yin-Yang.
110 BATMAN - POV - The windshield SHATTERS into the statue.
111 EXT. HELICOPTER - LADY GOTHAM - NIGHT
The helicopter EXPLODES into the left side of Lady
Gotham's face. A tremendous fireball splits the night.
112 EXT. GOTHAM SKY - NIGHT
Batman is falling. Still. Eyes closed. Maybe dead.
113 (OVER) A SCREAM. Two SHOTS. A pair of roses hit pavement.
114 A BOY runs through a storm, a book clutched in his hands.
115 A FALL down a narrow stone chute, into a cave.
116 A BAT, huge, evil, SCREECHING.
TWO-FACE'S WORDS (OVER) - "YOU'RE A KILLER TOO."
117 BATMAN FALLING - CLOSE
Batman plummets towards the water. His eyes open.
118 EXT. GOTHAM HARBOR (CONTINUOUS)
Batman SPLASHES into the harbor. Dark. Still.
Then, a familiar cowl breaks the surface, GASPING for
breath. Batman stares up at the sky.
119 PAN UP
Lady Gotham's one beautiful face now burns the night.
120 INT. WAYNE ENTERPRISES - NIGHT
Dark, save the light from a single cubicle.
121 INT. EDWARD'S WORK STATION - NIGHT
Edward sits hunched over his desk, working on his
invention. Sweat beads his brow, lips MUMBLING furiously.
Too many questions. Too many
Edward glances up at the picture of Bruce Wayne.
I'll show you it works.
What the hell is going on here?
Stickley stands before Edward's cubicle. Not happy.
Your project is terminated. I'm
Stickley turns to go. Mistake. Edward CRACKS Stickley on
the head with a coffee pot. Down he goes.
Caffine'll kill you.
122 INT. EDWARD'S CUBICLE - MINUTES LATER
Stickley awakens to find himself strapped in a swivel
chair. Edward is placing an elaborate computerized
headband over Stickley's head. (OVER) a small TV hooked
into Edward's contraption runs a fishing show.
This won't hurt a bit.
At least I don't think it will.
Edward reaches for a small transceiver fused to the TV.
Goddamnit, you press that button
123 Too late. A green beam explodes from the TV screen,
124 IN THE BEAM - a small holographic representation of the
fisherman reeling in a prize bass.
125 STICKLEY - POV - As far as Fred is concerned he's on the
shore, the fisherman's catch flapping in his face.
126 The TV signals begin to waver and tremble.
Loosing resolution. More power.
He increases the power toggle. BACKFIRE. A sudden white
light shoots back into the TV and up, surrounding Ed.
STICKLEY - CLOSE. His eyes dull, glaze over.
EDWARD - CLOSE. The effect on him seems to be quite the
opposite. Invigorating, sexual.
THE BEAM-FLARES. A tiny nova. Overload. Both men SCREAM.
All light vanishes.
EDWARD - CLOSE. His face buried in his hands.
Edward peers up from his hands.
Look into his eyes. One thing is sure. Edward Nygma has
gone power mad, totally insane.
(game show host)
Fred Stickley. Come on down. You're
the next contestant on I Want Your
Nygma your machine has unexpected
side effects. A feed back loop has
caused your brain to absorb
Stickley's neural energy.
Stickley, I've had a break-
through! And a breakdown? Maybe.
Nevertheless. I'm smarter. Hell, I'm
a genius. More than a genius.
Several geniuses. Genae. Genie.
Ed rises, BABBLES a dazed Fred's lips with his finger.
(short order cook)
Yo. Charlie. Gimmie an order of
brain deep-fry. Extra well done.
Hold the neurons.
Patient exhibits symptoms of psycho
neural overload. Notation: obviously
higher settings can be dangerous to
Riddle me this, Fred. What is
everything to someone and nothing to
everyone else? Your mind of course.
And now mine pumps with the power of
New from Brain-bok. Da pump. Think
faster. Reason higher. Out-cog-nate
every homey on the court of life. Da
Ho! Mark. I sense an odd penchant
for the anagramatic. The acrostic.
The crypto-graphic. What doth this
bode? Answer me Marcutio, you little
Fred, I must confess you were a
wonderful appetizer. Simply divine.
But now I yearn for a meal of
substance. The main course. A wide
and varied palette. Ah, to taste the
mind of a hero. A nobleman. A poet.
A chick in a short skirt wouldn't be
so bad either.
...Fired...your fired...your fired.
You understand?! Fired!!
I don't think so.
Edward savagely sends Stickley careening across the slick
floor still strapped to the swivel chair.
127 Stickley heads straight for the huge round window.
128 Edward seems like he has regrets as he dashes after
Stickley. The chair...
129 SMASHES THROUGH THE ROUND WINDOW
It teeters on the edge of the building, dam and RUSHING
water below. Stickley is being held on the precipice by
the long wire attached to his headband. It is really only
this that Edward came to save.
Fred. Babe. _You_ are fired. Or should
I say Terminated!
He yanks the invention from Stickley's head and he
crashes below to certain death. Ed races back to...
131 EDWARD'S CUBICLE
Question marks, Mr. Wayne?
He stands staring at the picture of Bruce Wayne.
My work raises too many question
In a frenzy, Edward begins tearing up the magazines lying
on his desk, ripping out individual words, pasting them
quickly onto a blank piece of paper.
Two years. 3.5762 percent of my
estimated lifespan toiling for your
greater glory and profit.
He SMASHES the framed GQ cover of Bruce on the floor.
Well, let me ask you some questions,
Mr. Smarter Than Thou. Why are you
so debonair? Successful? Richer than
God? Why should you have it all and
not me? Yes, you're right, there are
too many questions, Bruce Wayne.
Edward STOMPS on the picture, pulverizing the glass.
Like why hasn't anybody put you in
your place? And it's time you came
up with some answers. Starting right
A SERIES OF IMAGES-
132 (OVER) A SCREAM. SHOTS. Roses fall to the pavement.
133 A YOUNG BOY stands staring into a parlor where two
coffins rest. Thomas and Martha Wayne. Dead leaves whip
through the hallway.
134 SMALL HANDS touch a leather bound book. Suddenly the
pages are splattered with blood. Wind blows out two
135 THE BOY runs through a dark, stormy night, the book
clutched in his hands. He slips. A sinkhole.
136 A FALL down a narrow chute. The boy lands in a dark cave.
137 A GIANT MONARCH BAT, fangs bared, SCREECHES towards us.
You're a killer too.
138 INT. WAYNE MANOR - BRUCE'S BEDROOM - MORNING
In his bed, Bruce wakes, trying to blink away the images.
Alfred draws the curtains, welcoming rich autumn sun.
The dreams again, sir?
I think they're getting worse.
It's a wonder you sleep at all.
As Bruce sits up, Alfred notices a fresh set of bruises.
What a marvelous shade of purple.
Bruce shoots him a look.
Really, sir, if you insist on trying
to get yourself killed each night.
Alfred picks up Bruce's carelessly-tossed Batsuit from
the floor. Ripped, dented, punctured.
...Would it be a terrible imposition
to ask you to take better care of
Then you'd have nothing to complain
Hardly a worry, sir.
Alfred brings a robe, holds it out for Bruce.
Commissioner Gordon phoned. There's
been an accident at Wayne
139 INT. - WAYNE ENTERPRISES - MORNING
As the window is replaced in b.g., Edward Nygma stands
SOBBING before the head of personnel. With augmented
brain power apparently comes augmented acting talent.
Why? Oh, why? I can't believe it.
Two years. Working in the same
office. Shoulder to shoulder, cheek
to cheek, ---we're talking face, by
the way---and then this.
(handing her a note)
I found this in my cubicle. You'll
find the handwriting matches his
exactly as does sentence structure
(suddenly sobbing again)
I couldn't possibly continue on
here. The memories. I'll just get my
140 ANOTHER ANGLE
Edward slips out a side door, quickly avoiding Bruce and
Gordon as they walk towards Bruce's office.
We've questioned everyone who worked
on the floor. Computer records show
no one going in or out after
Computer records can be forged.
I'll have my people pull up --
A cop hands Gordon the forged note.
Suicide. With all due respect, leave
the police work to us. We'll be in
As the Commissioner exits, Bruce heads into his office,
followed by his secretary, MARGARET.
141 INT. BRUCE'S OFFICE (CONTINUOUS)
The society matrons of Gotham have
called a record thirty-two times.
Not to mention the press. I think
that if they don't know soon who you
plan to take to the charity circus,
the world will most surely come to
Bruce notices an envelope on his desk.
I don't know. I didn't see anyone...
No postmark. No stamp.
Bruce opens the envelope.
142 LETTER - CLOSE. A photo of Bruce. Below: letters cut from
newspapers and magazines read:
(RIDDLE#1) (to be written)
signed -The Riddler
143 Bruce raises an eyebrow.
The Riddler? Why can't anyone in
this town have a normal name?
Phone RINGS. Bruce hits a switch and a desk video-phone
lights into life. Alfred.
Channel 12, sir.
Bruce presses a button and Alfred's image shrinks to a
small box in the corner, superimposed atop a TV picture.
144 ON SCREEN -
A talk show in progress. A radiant black host: VONDELLE
MILLIONS talks to a panel of experts.
--joined us, we're talking about the
mutilation of Lady Gotham, caused
late last night by Batman-
-- will take up to nine months to
repair. Today's topic: Batman-crime-
fighter or criminal?
How 'bout Two-Face? Anyone here
heard of him?
The shot WIDENS to reveal the panel.
146 ON SCREEN - Our first expert: DR. JANISLAUS ROYCE.
Batman is a major cause of crime in
Gotham. So-called super-villains
seek him out hoping to prove
themselves in violent conflict.
Batman does not deter crime, he
I'm sure our audience objects to
your gender bias. Batperson.
The second expert PIPES in, DR. DAVID AIMS.
What is the Dark Knight's credo?
Batman does not kill? What of those
slain during his fight with Jack
Napier aka Joker? Or in his
Christmas conflict with the orphan
Cobblepot? Batman belongs behind
bars, not his morally disadvantaged
Chase sits at the end of the panel.
What did you say?
Which part of the word didn't you
148 Watching, Bruce sits a little straighter, more hopeful.
I could like this woman.
Batman is a _reaction_ to the crime in
this city, not a creator of it!
Without him many more would be dead.
Batman is a true hero...
Hey, Doc, got the hots for Batman?
HOOTS and HOLLERS from the audience.
CHASE - CLOSE. Busted.
150 On screen, a graphic: BATMAN: CRIMEFIGHTER OR CRIMINAL?
What do you think? Call us at...
A HAND reaches up and SNAPS off the TV. The screen goes
black to reveal a reflection in the glass: Two-Face.
PULL BACK TO REVEAL
INT. TWO-FACE'S HIDEOUT - DAY
Two-Face turns away, disgusted.
Batman, Batman, Batman. God, we want
that man's blood on our hands.
LEATHER sits to one side of Harvey. Ruby lipstick, tight
leather outfit, a choker o spikes, razor blade earrings,
stroking a muzzled black doberman.
Oh you are most obscene, my
Another set of arms entwine Two-Face.
LACE, a submissive blonde in Victoria's Secret's lacy
best nuzzles his good side, pets a white kitten.
Don't listen to her. You're every
Waste Dorothy and Toto here, you and
me can get down to business.
Harvey SLAPS Leather, hard.
Harder, baby. Hit me again.
He turns now to Lace, caresses her face gently.
WIDEN TO REVEAL
Two-Face's hideaway, divided straight down the middle.
Lace's half is all light and order. Leather's domain
looks like an S&M club.
Too many bats to fry to think about
fun. We wanna take him apart limb by
hyper-extended limb. Feel his bones
crunch in our hands. Beat him until
he's as black and blue as that
ridiculous rubber suit.
Without thinking, Harvey steps over the Laceland. His
demeanor instantly changes, now more reasoned and calm.
On the other hand, perhaps something
slow, a delicious incursion of
despair, a campaign to shatter his
psyche and bring him crumbling to
He wanders back across to Leatherland.
Hell. Why wait? Rupture his organs.
Shatter his spine. Still have time
for a late dinner.
Back in Laceland.
But simple murder? It's just too
damn simple. Besides, it's been
done. No. We need a plan.
Back to Leatherland.
Yes. Something senseless, brutal,
Back to Laceland, stopping to add...
152 EXT. WAYNE MANOR - NIGHT
Edward peddles a bicycle down a service road towards
Wayne Manor, an envelope jutting from his shirt pocket.
153 INT. BATCAVE - NIGHT
Alfred stands over a cage of bats. A hand-held scanner
producing distance readings.
Bruce sits before his Master Console.
How's the sonar coming, Alfred?
A few hitches sir, but I'm confident
we'll have a prototype in no time.
It'll never work.
I believe you said the same thing
about the Batmobile.
(OVER) a doorbell RINGS. Alfred disappears upstairs.
154 BRUCE - OVER THE SHOULDER
Bruce works a keyboard, manipulating the images on
155 SCREEN ONE - Replays the CNN story on Two-Face
156 SCREEN TWO - Replays the Vondelle Williams show.
157 SCREEN THREE - Runs news footage of Chase.
158 As Alfred returns, Bruce splits the Chase screen, a list
of psychiatric texts scrolling beside her portrait.
She has an excellent mind.
If I misinterpreted your interest in
the lady, I humbly apologize--
I wonder if she'd go out with me.
Apology hastily retracted.
Bruce freezes the image of Vondelle Williams over the
familiar graphic: Batman: Crimefighter or Criminal?
They don't understand. They think I
became Batman to fight crime.
Bruce leans back, closes his eyes, his past never far.
Do you remember the night I fell
into that cave and the bat chased
Your parents' wake. Rain fell like
...The night Batman was born.
What was I doing in the fields that
night, Alfred? What sent me running
out into that storm? I keep dreaming
about it but I just can't remember.
I don't know, sir. Your dear
parents. Suddenly gone. So much
I remember the bat, though. His
scream. Those eyes. i was sure the
fear would kill me.
In time I came to believe that if I
became a monster, that if I was
feared, I wouldn't be scared
anymore. I was wrong.
(off the screen)
They think I became Batman to fight
crime. I became Batman to fight the
fear. And instead I became the fear.
Alfred hands him an envelope.
Perhaps it's time you paid a bit
more attention to Bruce Wayne. There
was no one at the door, just this.
Within, (RIDDLE #2). His expression darkens.
159 EXT. UGLY TENEMENT - BAD NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT
(OVER) SOUNDS OF POUNDING
160 INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE EDWARD'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
The source of the POUNDING -- MRS. LUCERTOLA, Ed's
middle-aged, no-bullshit landlady.
Ya wanna cough up your rent, or do I
post an eviction notice?
Locks TURN. The door opens a crack. Edward peeks out.
Mrs. Lucertola. What a surprise.
Come in. I was just sitting down to
write the check.
161 INT. EDWARD'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Mrs. Lucertola barges inside -- then stops, aghast.
Five people might live here. Sports magazines. Stock
market tickers. Half completed paintings and sculptures.
Blueprints. In the corner an old circus booth containing
a manikin of the green-clad, can wielding Guesser.
What is it exactly that you do, Mr.
My dear Ms. Lucertola. Italian,
isn't it? For lizard. How fitting. I
think the question better asked:
what is it that I don't do?
Ed guides Mrs. Lucertola to a sofa before the TV.
Most recently I have devised a way
to change the destiny of mankind and
the world as we know it, all in my
favor of course.
The rent Nygma!!!
Might I persuade you to take a seat
on this couch? To indulge me in a
He shoves her down.
Hey, I got no time for-
Edward clamps a new, streamlined headband on her head.
He clicks on the TV. An evening soap.
My favorite story.
Atop the TV rests a small box. The next generation of his
Remote Encephalographic Stimulator.
Yes. TV. Balm to the minds of the
masses. The great deadener. If only
it were more lively. But wait. I can
He hits a switch on the Box and the familiar beam engulfs
his landlady, the holographic image of the screen's
kissing couple now hovering in mid-air before her.
Oh my lord.
Not quite. But I'm getting there.
162 MRS. LUCERTOLA - POV - She might as well be sitting on the
foot of the bed as the two lovers' embrace heats up.
Edward waves his hand in front of her eyes. Nothing. The
same dazed expression that Stickley wore.
Now this is much better. No pain.
Just a little holographic TV to keep
your mind off the fact...
Edward PLANTS an ELECTRODE on his forehead.
...That I'm taking your mind.
Not your thoughts, mind you. Just
your neural energy, simply sucking
some IQ points as it were.
A GREEN-BLUE aura forms around Edward's head.
His intelligence jumps. Ms. Lizard
don't know it. The crowd goes wild.
Boys, I want one of these babies in
It's the new information super
highway and, pay attention now kids.
I'm the on ramp.
From their brains to the TV to my
brain, with no commercial
There are seven million brains in
the Naked City...
...and they're all mine!
163 EXT. MUNICIPAL POLICE COMPLEX - DAY
Gothic. Active. Bruce enters the complex.
164 INT. POLICE COMPLEX - CHASE'S OFFICE
Comfortable. Well appointed. Degrees on the walls.
Chase opens her door to Bruce Wayne.
Mr. Wayne. Chase Meridian.
The sparks he felt from her as Batman don't fly.
How can I help you, Mr. Wayne?
Somebody's been sending me love
letters. Commissioner Gordon thought
you might give me your expert
Chase spread the `Riddler' letters before her. Bruce
TAPS his fingers absentmindedly as he watches her read.
Psychiatrists make you nervous?
Just ones this beautiful.
The infamous Wayne charm. Does it
ever shut off?
On occasion. Usually at night.
Bruce stops tapping, examines books on aberrant behavior.
The Dark Side. Turns a tiny wicker doll over in his hand.
Still play with dolls, Doctor?
She's a Malaysian dream warden. She
stands sentry while you sleep and
calms your dreams.
(off Bruce's expressions)
Me? No. Only things that need
calming in my dreams are the
Chase holds his eyes a beat. Not buying. But she lets it
go, looks back over the letters.
My opinion. This letter writer is a
Wacko? That a technical term?
Patient apparently suffers from
acute obsessional syndrome with
potential homicidal styles. Work
better for you?
So what you're saying, this guy's a
total wacko, right?
(a slight smile)
He notices batman research on her desk. Spots a framed
print hanging on the wall. A bat.
You have a thing for bats?
Chase follows his gaze.
That's a rorschach, Mr. Wayne.
People see what they want to.
Bruce looks back up. In fact, just an ink blot. Only he
saw a bat within it's bleeding lines.
I think the question would be, do
you have a thing for bats?
So, this Riddler, he's dangerous?
What do you know about obsession?
Obsession is born of fear. Recall a
moment of great terror in your life.
Say you associate that moment
...a bat. The bat's image becomes a
cancer of the mind, grows more real
than your daily life. Can you
imagine something like that?
It's a stretch but I'll manage.
The letter writer is obsessed with
you. His only escape may be...
To kill me.
You understand obsession better than
you let on.
No insights here, doc. Just trying
to get comfortable on your couch.
(checking his watch)
Oops. Times up.
That's usually my line.
Look, I'd love to keep chatting-
Would you? I'm not so sure.
But I'm going to have to get you out
of those clothes.
And into a black dress.
Bruce throws her startled expression his best smile.
Tell me, Doctor, do you like the
Despite herself, Chase smiles back.
165 A SIGN - CLOSE - Gotham Hospital Charity Circus.
166 EXT. HIPPODROME - NIGHT
Immense. On the lapping edge of Gotham Harbor.
Searchlights sweep the sky. FLAGS flutter on the
Hippodrome's oval roof, Limos spill Gotham's finest. The
night of the season.
167 INT. CENTER RING
THE FLYING GRAYSONS -- Mother, Father, and two sons all
wearing colorful red and green outfits with yellow cape-
-- race out to greet the crowd. They discard their capes,
cartwheel to four guywires.
Ladies and gentlemen. Seventy feet
above the ground, performing feats
of aerial skill without a net, the
The lights dim. Spots follow each Grayson as hoist cables
whisk them up to the trapezes and high wire.
168 ON THE TRAPEZE
Dad and Chris Grayson hang by their knees, upside down on
169 Mom jumps to Chris' hands, hangs in mid-air. Chris swings
back and forth, building momentum, then sends her to Dad
in a poetic double somersault.
The Hippodrome is packed solid.
171 VIP SECTION
Bruce and Chase in evening finery take their seats amidst
a barrage of flashing photographers. The Gotham Society
matrons crowd for a photo op.
(off the flashes)
I'm surprised you aren't blind by
(as if he were)
I'm sorry. Who are you?
Chase smiles. The Press and Matrons disappear.
Now we can just sit back and watch
the show like normal folks.
Tonight's benefit has raised
$375,000 for Gotham Children's
Hospital. Let's thank our largest
single donor: Bruce Wayne.
SPOTLIGHT finds Bruce and Chase. WILD APPLAUSE.
(through her smile)
Like normal folks.
What? This isn't normal?
And now Richard, the youngest Flying
Grayson, will perform The _Quadruple_
173 DICK GRAYSON, handsome, only happy when he is in flight,
jumps to his father's hands, hangs in air.
174 DICK'S POV - The world flips, dizzying, four times.
175 Chris catches Dick's hands. Shaky. One hand slips free.
The Crowd GASPS. Dick dangles for an instant.
176 Chris hoists Dick to safety. An uproarious OVATION!
177 CHASE watches Bruce. He's riveted, eyes like a child's.
That kid is amazing.
I don't get you Bruce Wayne.
Me? I'm easy. Especially after a
couple of martinis.
The glib, cavalier routine, it
really is an act, isn't it?
Don't believe it. I'm just skin
But he holds her eyes and in the smile that passes
between them, sweet electricity. Maybe something more.
178 THE RINGMASTER stands watching the Graysons feats of
aerial wonder. Something catches his eye.
179 A GLOVED HAND extends through the curtain leading
backstage, beckons him with a single finger.
180 THE RINGMASTER - CLOSE. Puzzled. Steps out of the ring.
181 BACK TO BRUCE AND CHASE
Look, I'm rock climbing Sunday. How
about coming along?
Bruce, much to my surprise, you seem
like a really great guy...
Well, I met someone...
Fast work. You just moved here.
You could say he kind of dropped out
of the sky and bang-. I think he
felt it too.
He sure did.
I said I'm sure he did.
Bruce looks towards...
182 CENTER RING
A TINY CAR, horn HONKING away, ROARS into the middle ring
and begins dislodging clowns, all tumbling out of the
cars and over each other.
183 A new Ringmaster steps into the arena. Two-Face.
Ladies and gentlemen, and I do use
the term loosely, your attentions
please. Tonight, a new act for your
amusement. We call it Massacre Under
the Big Top.
184 His thugs slip out of their clown costumes and seal every
185 They pull machine guns and start SHOOTING over the
audience's heads. PANIC. SCREAMS.
People, people. Show some grace
under pressure. A little decorum,
(into his mike)
187 More machine gun BURSTS as Thugs move into sentry
positions at each section of bleachers. Folks quiet.
If we may direct your attention...
189/90 A Thug trains a spot on a crate hung in the rafters.
Inside that wooden box: two hundred
sticks of TNT.
(showing a box)
In our hand: a radio detonator.
Two-Face presses a button.
192 DETONATOR - CLOSE. A digital countdown. 3:00. 2:59. 2:58...
You have three minutes.
194 THE MAYOR
What the hell do you want?
Want, Mr. Mayor? Just one little
thing. Batman. Bruised. Broken.
Bleeding. In a word: dead.
Two-Face turns, showing his good side.
Who do we have assembled before us?
Gotham's finest. Rich, Influential.
Smart. One of you must know who
Batman is. Hell, we'd lay odds one
of you _is_ Batman.
Two-Face spins, offers his evil side.
So, unless the bat is surrendered to
us post haste, we're off on a
proverbial killing spree. City wide
mayhem and murder. Starting tonight.
With all you lovely folks as our
very first corpses to be. You have
three ---well just under three---
196 BRUCE, his eyes riveted on the bomb. No secret is worth
innocent lives. He stands.
Chase, misunderstanding, tries to pull Bruce back down.
Suddenly everyone jumps up, SHOUT and SCREAM, point
towards the rafters.
197 REVERSE ANGLE
The Graysons scale the scaffolding, heading for the bomb.
Boys! Move, move, move!
Cannot get good help these days.
198 Any Thugs not standing sentry fan out, speed up guywires.
Go! We'll hold them off!
Mom, Dad and Chris swing from trapeze to guywire to
platform, trying to delay the Thugs who are actually
200 Dick launches himself from trapeze to trapeze, bounces
off the high wire, grabs a catwalk and hoists himself up.
201 Bruce uses the distraction to hop the rail, race through
the SCREAMING CROWD.
202 THE TIME - CLOSE. 1:03. 1:02. 1:01.
203 ON THE TRAPEZE
204 A Thug grabs Dad Grayson by the leg. Dad manages a jump
to another trapeze.
205 Mom's not so lucky. A Thug punches her off the uppermost
platform. She falls in mid-air.
206 FOLKS in the audience SCREAM.
207 BRUCE moves fast towards one of the sentry Thugs.
208 MOM snags a wildly swinging trapeze with one leg, wraps
her ankle around a rope, hanging over the floor.
209 A THUG points to the Time Clock 0:45. 0:44. 0:43.
210 THE THUGS quit the fight, slide down ropes and guywires.
211 DAD AND CHRIS form a human chain to reach Mom. Dad
anchors Chris who swings out towards Mom. Mom swings her
trapeze to gather momentum.
212 IN THE RAFTERS
Dick has reached the Bomb. Begins un-lashing the crate.
213 ON THE CIRCUS FLOOR
The Thugs begin to pour through the trap door. A few
thrill-seekers fire their MACHINE GUNS over the crowd.
214 THE TIMER - CLOSE. 0:15. 0:14. 0:13.
215 DICK scales a service ladder, vies with a roof hatch.
216 TRAPEZE - CLOSE
Dan and Chris make their final swing. Mom lets go and
sails gloriously towards Chris. Below them, no net.
217 BRUCE taps the watching Thug on the shoulder. He spins.
A punch and the guy is out. Bruce starts for Two-Face.
Another Thug springs up before him, blocking his way.
218 TWO-FACE stares up at the dangling Graysons. He reaches
into his pocket. Pulls out a familiar coin.
Day in, day out, it always comes
down to the same old question.
(flips the coin)
He looks down. Scarred side up. He draws his gun.
Our kinda day.
219 BRUCE fells the other Thug. Starts to sprint across the
ring towards Two-Face.
220 AT THE ROOF
Dick shoves the hatch open, climbs out.
221 TIMER - CLOSE. 0:10. 0:09. 0:08.
222 MOM spots the pointing gun far below. She SCREAMS.
223 BRUCE races for the aiming Two-Face. Almost there.
Another Thug hits him broadside, knocking him flat.
224 TWO-FACE FIRES. Twice, the first bullet cutting, the
225 second severing the rope that holds the Graysons.
Never did like the circus. Too many
226/27 Two-Face disappears down the tunnel. Bruce struggles
to his feet. A CHARGE blows inside the escape hatch,
filling the access-way with fire. No way out.
228 CLOCK - CLOSE. 0:07. 0:06.
229 EXT. HIPPODROME ROOF - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT
Dick scrambles onto the roof, begins whipping the bomb
rope like a sling.
230 INT. HIPPODROME - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT
CLOCK - CLOSE. 0:05. 0:04. 0:03.
231 EXT. HIPPODROME ROOF - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT
Dick let's fly, the bomb soaring out towards the harbor.
232 THE BOMB hits the water. Sinks. A beat. The night is
split by a funneling EXPLOSION.
233 INT. HIPPODROME - NIGHT
Dick swings excitedly down onto the catwalk. He freezes
at the rail.
DICK - CLOSE. On his face, his life's end.
234 DICK'S POV -- STRAIGHT DOWN
The dead bodies of his mother, father and brother. Bruce
Wayne stands over them, looking up at the boy.
235 BRUCE - CLOSE. His face a tragic echo of Dick's pain.
236 EXT. - WAYNE MANOR - NEXT AFTERNOON
A police car heads towards the manor. Dick Grayson, pack
on his back, winds his motorcycle behind the cruiser.
Bruce comes out to greet Gordon. Dick, slightly
awestruck, dismounts, wanders into the house.
It's good of you to take him in.
He's been filling out forms all day.
He hasn't even eaten.
Bruce nods, watches Gordon drive off. Heads into...
237 INT. WAYNE MANOR FOYER - LATE DAY
As Bruce ENTERS through the open door, Alfred arrives
from the other direction.
Welcome, Master Grayson. I'm Alfred.
How ya doin', Al?
Big house. How many rooms?
Gee, I'm not sure.
(across the foyer)
Alfred? How many rooms? Total?
Ninety-three, including the sauna.
Take any three you like. After you
get settled we can...
238/39 But Dick isn't listening, stares instead over
Bruce's shoulder as Gordon's cruiser disappears out of
Okay. I'm outta here.
I figure telling that cop I'd stay
here saved me a truckload of social
service interviews and good will. So
no offense but thanks. See ya.
Dick heads toward the door. Alfred slips away.
Where will you go? The circus is
halfway to Metropolis by now.
I got no place at the circus without
my family. I'm going to get a fix on
Two-Face. Then I'm going to kill
Listen, Dick. Killing Two-Face won't
take the pain away. It'll make it
Look, spare me the sermons, okay.
You're just some rich guy who is
trying to do a good deed. You don't
even know me.
Bruce stares beyond Dick, into his own past.
It's not just the sadness. Is it?
The shame is worse. Feeling like
somehow you should have saved them.
Dick is looking at Bruce now.
You're right. I don't know you. But
I'm like you.
Just then Alfred returns with a tray. Rare London broil.
Baby potatoes. Fresh greens. An aromatic feast.
Oh, is the young master leaving?
Pity. I'll just toss this away then.
Perhaps the dogs are hungry -
Alfred turns, heads up the stairs.
I'll set this up in the guest suite.
Just in case.
Dick follows, led by his nose.
Bruce smiles, nods slowly, heads into...
240 INT. - WAYNE LIBRARY
Bruce touches a vase of fresh roses. Stares at framed
photos of Thomas, Martha, of himself, younger. Happy.
With no knowledge of the future.
241 He turns. Suddenly their coffins are in the middle of the
room again, the still corpses white in death. He's a
There on the desk. A leather bound book. (OVER) THUNDER
242 THE FRONT DOOR flies open. An evil wind whips the house.
243 THE BOOK is splattered with blood.
244 THE WINDOW explodes, shattering glass, and out of the
darkness flies a huge, evil bat.
245 Bruce is sitting in a chair, holding a rose, head down,
the images only flashes of memory. Night has fallen. He
looks up, eyes. red.
It's happening again. Just like my
parents. A monster comes out of the
night. A scream. Two gunshots. I
What did you say?
He killed them. Two-Face. He
slaughtered that boy's parents.
No. You said I. I killed them.
Don't be ridiculous.
Suddenly a pale light through the window illuminates the
room, bathes their faces.
246 THE BATSIGNAL beams in the sky.
247 INT. GUEST (DICK'S) BEDROOM
Dick Grayson finishes eating. He moves into the
the house seems empty.
Hey?.. Hello?... Anybody home?
249 EXT. GOTHAM CITY STREET - NIGHT
Batman speeds along in the Batmobile. He hits top speed
as the car's fusion drive glows red.
250 A giant projector, beaming the Batsignal on the fast
night clouds. Batman leaps from a neighboring roof to
find no one. Just the huge light and the city wind.
A shadow appears from behind the searchlight. Chase.
He's home. I sent the signal.
Last night at the circus. I noticed
something about Dent. His coin. He's
obsessed with justice. It's his
Achilles' heel. It can be exploited.
He steps close to her. Intimidating.
You called me here for this? The
Batsignal is not a beeper.
Instead of backing off, Chase moves towards him.
I wish I could say my interest in
you was purely professional...
Are you trying to get under my cape,
A girl cannot live by psychoses
It's the car, right? Chicks love the
What is it about the wrong kind of
man? In grade school it was guys
with earrings. College, motorcycles
and leather jackets.
Chase is right up against him. She runs her fingers along
the outline of Batman's mask.
Now black rubber.
Try a fireman. Less to take off.
I don't mind the work. Pity I can't
see behind the mask.
Batman stills her hand.
We all wear masks.
My life's an open book. You read?
I'm not the kind of guy who blends
in at a family picnic.
We could give it a try. I'll bring
the wine, you bring the scarred
You are direct, aren't you?
You like strong women. I've done my
homework. Or do I need skin-tight
vinyl and a whip?
Their bodies are close.
I haven't had much luck with
Maybe you just haven't met the right
Their mouths are close. Suddenly Commissioner Gordon,
trench-coat over pajamas, rushes onto the roof.
I saw the beacon. What's going on?
Nothing... False alarm.
251 Batman shoots a Batarang into the night and dives from
Are you sure?
252 EXT. SEEDY PART OF TOWN - DAY
SIRENS WHINE as two cruisers fly down a pot-holed street.
253 ANGLE ON - A bridge structure.
254 INT. TWO-FACE'S HIDEOUT - DAY
The room is dark. POLICE SIRENS FADE as a trap door opens
in the floor. Two-Face emerges.
Ever have one of those days where
you just want to kill someone?
VOICE IN THE DARK
Riddle me this. (Riddle #3)
A mysterious silhouette stands in the dark.
Two-Face draws his gun.
VOICE IN THE DARK
The answer is, your enemy.
Who are you?
VOICE IN THE DARK
You can just call me... The Riddler.
The figure steps out of shadow. A new costume, lime
green, covered with question marks, an emerald eye mask,
derby and cane. An exact replica of the Guesser's outfit.
How'd you find us?
You _are_ Two-Face, you would need to
face both rivers, both uptown and
downtown simultaneously. Only one
spot in Gotham serves these bi-
zonal, bi-coastal needs...
Congratulations. You get to die on
the dean's list.
Two-Face trains his gun, COCKS the trigger.
Has anyone ever told you have a
serious impulse control problem?
You know, I simply love what you've
done with this place. Heavy Metal
with just a touch of House and
He crosses to Leatherland.
It's so dark and Gothic and
He moves to Laceland.
Yet so bright and chipper and
(to "bad" side)
It's so you.
And yet so _you_!
(touching his suit)
Very few people are both a summer
_and_ a winter. But you pull it off
A man with a death wish.
Harvey. You need me. Since you've
gotten out of Arkham, you've
managed, what? To bungle stealing a
safe? Wreck a statue? And, correct
me if I'm wrong here, but weren't
you outsmarted by an acned acrobat
at the circus?
Let's see if you bleed green.
Two-Face COCKS back the hammer.
Alright, counselor. Go ahead. Fire
away. But before you do, let me ask
you one question. Is it really me
you want to kill?
The Riddler knits his thumbs together, waves his hands
over one of the exposed light bulbs that illuminate the
room, making a shadow on the wall. The shadow of a bat.
Do you know about hate, my dual
visaged friend? Slow, burning hate
that keeps you sleepless until late
in the night, that wakes you before
dawn. Do you know that kind of hate?
Kill him? Seems like a good enough
idea. But have you thought it
through? A few bullets, a quick
spray of blood, a fast, thrilling
rush, and then what? Wet hands and
post-coital depression. Is it really
Why not ruin him first? Expose his
frailty. And then, when he is at his
weakest, crush him in your hand.
255 Riddler gestures to the front of the room, where Leather
and Lace, on their respective sides, are fixed to their
TV's via the green beam of the box.
He tosses a receiver electrode to Two-Face.
...Take a hit.
Two-Face looks at the electrode curiously.
(taps his forehead)
Up, up, up.
A beat. Then, gun still trained on the Riddler, Two-Face
holds the receiver to his skull. He's blasted with a dose
of Leather and Lace's neural energy.
So not everyone can be a poet.
Still, I respect the sentiment.
Riddler waves his hand in front of the girls' eyes. No
response. Definitely zoned.
(to the girls)
This is your brain on the box.
This is your brain on their brain.
He plants an electrode on his own forehead.
This is my brain on your brain on
their brain. Does anybody else feel
like a fried egg?
The Riddler grabs Two-Face's receiver.
Addictive isn't it? Just Say No.
Until I say yes. A little fringe
benefit of working with me. Now
here's the concept, counselor.
Crime. My I.Q., your AK-47. You help
me gather production capital so I
can produce enough of these
(pulling a Box from his vest)
to create an empire that will
eclipse Bruce Wayne's forever. And,
in return I will help you solve the
greatest riddle of all. Who is
Two-Face eyes The Riddler, interest dawning in his eyes.
You are a very strange person. You
speak as if we are old friends,
which we are not. You barge in here
unarmed when it is clearly suicidal
to do so. Still, an intriguing
(pulling his coin)
Heads: we take your offer.
He rests the barrel on The Riddler's temple.
Tails: we blow your _goddamned head
256 FOLLOW THE COIN
as Two-Face FLIPS it high in the air... SPINNING...
257 INT. JEWELRY EXCHANGE
Thugs grab handfuls of gems as a Guard presses the ALARM
BUTTON. LOONY TOONS and MERRIE MELODIES THEMES play as
Riddler's animated face fills the surveillance screens.
The Riddler and Two-Face stand over a palette of black
jeweler's felt. Littered with bright, sparkling diamonds.
The Riddler slips on a monocle, lifts a stone.
Two-Face grabs the entire palette, pours the diamonds
into a loot bag, heads towards another counter.
258 INT. BATMOBILE - MOVING
WINDSCREEN - CLOSE. A flashing message: Crime In Progress.
259 An ever changing tactical map shows Batman's narrowing
proximity to the crime site.
260 EXT. STREET
The Batmobile rushes to a halt. Batman leaps out, SMASHES
through a door into...
261 INT. BEAUTY SALON
...Girls LAUGH and flirt. Even behind his mask, Batman
fumes. Obviously misled.
262 INT. WAYNE MANOR - BRUCE'S BEDROOM - DAY
Bruce sits watching the news.
...working with Two-Face, Gotham's
new criminal mastermind is calling
himself The Riddler. Twenty million
in diamonds were stolen yesterday
with no sign of Batman.
263 SCREEN - CLOSE. Changes. Edward stands on the Claw Island.
A small abandoned island in Gotham Harbor.
In other news, entrepreneur Edward
Nygma has signed a lease for Claw
Island. Nygma says he plans to break
ground on an electronics plant....
264 EXT. ARMORED TRUCK BASE
Armored trucks sit open on the street. Two-toned thugs
carry out bags of loot.
Two-Face and the Riddler stand before four guards, each
sentry held captive by a two-toned crony.
Close your fist. Reach back.
Two-Face swings, clocks the guard on the chin. CRACK. Out
like a light.
Riddler nods tentatively. Manages a weak fist. Throws a
feeble punch. The Guard looks barely startled.
Riddler. You punch like a girl. Put
some heart into it.
Two-Face hauls off, hits the third Guard. Out he goes.
Okay. Okay. I got it.
He leans way back, tries again. Barely a glancing blow.
He walks away, shaking his head, disgusted. The Riddler
turns back to the guard. Ready for another try.
265 INT. WAYNE MANOR - HALLWAY
266 NEWSPAPER - CLOSE. RIDDLER & TWO-FACE TERRORIZE GOTHAM.
PULL BACK TO REVEAL
Alfred, newspaper in hand, finds Dick trying to open the
door which leads to the Bat Cave.
May I help you, Master Grayson?
How come this is the only locked
door around this museum? What's back
Master Wayne's dead wives.
Dick grins. Alfred watches him go, a wry smile on his
face. The coast now clear, he disappears into the secret
Dick stands hidden in an alcove, watching.
268 EXT. CLAW ISLAND - DAY
Tremendous construction in progress.
269 INT. CLAW ISLAND
Silhouettes of robot arms manufacture the Box.
Edward watches on, giving Two-Face a quick hit from a
glowing electrode, then snatches back the receiver.
Harvey eyes the electrode with an addict's hungry eyes.
270 EXT. GOTHAM LOADING DOCK
Two-Face and Thugs steal priceless paintings while the
Guards sit bound and gagged in their booth.
Riddler stares up at a freshly spray-painted (RIDDLE #4)
on the boat's hull.
271 INT. WAYNE MANOR - LAUNDRY ROOM
Dick stands watching TV while he washes and dries his
clothes using martial arts techniques.
272 VONDELLE (ON SCREEN)
Has Batman lost his touch? We've
become a city of sissies crying
Batman, Batman, Batman at the first
sign of trouble.
273 INT. GOTHAM OPERA - NIGHT
The Barber of Seville is in full swing. As the bejewelled
audience watches, the translation is being spelled out
for them on a large electronic screen over the stage.
Green gloved hands attach a Box to the translator.
The familiar green beam of The Box transfixes the
audience and the performers. Two-Face and his Thugs take
the balcony in protective green sunglasses, strip folks
of their cash and jewels.
276 The Riddler stands on stage.
I just love a captive audience.
He picks up the ARIA A-CAPELLA, races through the stunned
orchestra, collecting valuables.
As he goes, he moves the mouths of his victims, turning
the robbery into an opera of his own.
Oh, but all I want is to take all
your jewels oh oh.
(moving a woman's mouth)
No, oh you villain don't take my
jewels, oh no.
(a man's mouth)
No you won't.
No you won't.
277 Still SINGING, he leaps back onto the stage where Harvey
and his Thugs arrive, bags full of loot. Riddler plays
tiny hidden buttons in his cane, directing Batman.
Where are you sending Batboy this time?
Here. Get a good seat.
278 OUT THE WINDOW
The Batmobile makes a quick stop before the opera house.
279 Riddler, Two-Face and Thugs disappear just as...
drops to the Stage from the ceiling. He looks around at
the stunned audience.
He spots a small box with a question mark on it sitting
center stage. Lifts the top. Within, a pair of plastic
hands applaud him.
280 THE TRANSLATOR - CLOSE. Vaporizes, the beam snapping off.
281 THE AUDIENCE
startled by Batman's sudden appearance on stage, starts
LAUGHING. Until someone notices her tiara is missing. A
SCREAM. The first of many.
282 EXT. GOTHAM TIMES BUILDING - NIGHT
Electronic headlines circles- BAT FLOPS AT OPERA. RIDDLER
AND TWO-FACE STEAL MILLIONS.
283 EXT. NYGMATECH HEADQUARTERS - CLAW ISLAND - DAY
Finally complete. In the b.g. a giant corporate sign
reading NYGMATECH is raised by cranes.
Edward Nygma, dressed like Bruce Wayne to the smallest
detail, stands on a podium, giving a press conference.
Scores of APPLAUDING Employees and Media watch on. The
Gotham Society Matrons COO.
Why sit back when you can be part of
284 QUICK CUTS OF NEWSPAPERS
...Nygmatech brings the joy 3-D
entertainment into your own home.
285 CUTS OF MAGAZINES all proclaiming Edward as the new King
of Electronics in Gotham City.
Ladies and gentlemen. Let me tell
you my vision for the future. "The
Box" in every home in America. And
one day, the world.
286 EXT. GOTHAM CITY - MONTAGE
A tenement, where a poor family scrapes together their
savings on a newspaper ad for "The Box"....
287 An electronics store, where Alfred, at the head of a long
line, hands over a check to receive "The Box"...
288 A resplendent household where husband, wife, and kids
each watch individual TV's connected to their own Boxes.
289 INT. NYGMATECH - RIDDLER'S CONTROL ROOM
Riddler sits atop a tremendous electronic throne, facing
a wall bank of TV monitors all running newsreel footage
of folks using "The Box". From overhead, a giant diode
delivers massive pulses of glowing neural energy.
290 RIDDLER'S HEAD - CLOSE. His brain is growing.
291 EXT. ELECTRONIC STORES
Crowds of people line up. Some stores say "SOLD OUT"
others "YES, WE HAVE `THE BOX'."
292 INT. BATCAVE
Bruce stands over the Batcomputer.
Riddler and Two-Face are tweaking
the data before the computer pulls
it off the emergency bands.
Alfred stands in his lab area, trying to disassemble "The
Box". He gets the lid off.
293 BOX - CLOSE. The circuitry inside automatically vaporizes.
294 INT. NYGMATECH - EDWARD'S CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT
Leather and Lace sit with the Riddler and Two-Face as the
two villains pass an electrode between them.
Sure, E = MC squared. Until you
factor in more than three
dimensions. Then... Damn. Hit us
Haven't you had enough? Don't Think
Harvey waves his revolver in Riddler's face.
Be my guest.
Two-Face and Leather and Lace take another hit of the
glowing neural energy. Smiles.
Our Paleolithic yearnings are best
expressed in a pre-linguistic-
(off the befuddled girls)
Sorry. Just thinking out loud.
Harvey leans back, buzzed, the electrode slipping from
his hand. Leather grabs for it. Not fast enough. Riddler
snatches it away.
Not until you do that thing I like.
(taking a hit)
On se tue pour des mesnonges. J'ai
gache ma vie...
(off the electrode)
Woah. Harsh toke.
Don't bogart that 'trode.
He tosses Harv the electrode over Lace's ill-timed grab.
Harvey takes a hit.
Oh my God. Jim Morrison was right.
RIDDLER & TWO-FACE
295 INT. WAYNE MANOR - DAY
TV - CLOSE.
Vondelle stands before the familiar panel of experts.
This Box is nothing more than an
Thousands more Gothamites each day
are tuning out by tuning in to its
It's turning citizens into
Gripe, gripe, gripe. Isn't this what
they said about TV? I think "The
Box" is the future. What's your
opinion? I want to know...
296 FAVOR Alfred as he shuts off the set, moves into the
297 hallway and the locked door to the Batcave.
High above, Dick appears on the third floor landing.
Up here, Al.
Just checking, young sir.
Four seconds from...
Below, Alfred opens the door.
Alfred disappears inside and the door begins to close.
Dick leaps the bannister, grabs the chandelier, swings to
a large tapestry, slides down and into the passageway as
the door SLAMS shut.
298 INT. SECRET HALL
Unable to stop, Dick barrels through a dark doorway,
tumbles down the long stairway onto
299 THE BATCAVE FLOOR
Alfred stands in his lab area. The two stare at each
other in utter disbelief.
300 INT. CHASE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Big. Open. A life still in boxes. The door opens,
producing Bruce and Chase.
The style of the letters I'm getting
matches those found at the crime
sites. Why would The Riddler be
sending me riddles?
Who's your decorator? U-Haul?
Sorry. I haven't even had time to
unpack. Instant coffee okay?
Chase disappears into the kitchen as Bruce takes off his
coat. She reappears with a small box. Hands it to Bruce.
Bruce opens the box. Within, a dream doll.
Call it clinical intuition. I
thought your dreams might need
Bruce looks at Chase. He stares out the window a beat,
deciding. As he speaks now his words are halting, self
disclosure difficult for him.
My parents were murdered. In front
of me. I was just a kid.
Chase nods. She knows.
A lot of what happened is jagged.
Pieces missing. I can't really
remember. I just get flashes.
Usually in my dreams. I'd kind of
gotten used to them. At least
They've changed. The dreams, I mean.
There's a new element I don't
understand. A book. Black. Covered
(OVER) The kettle begins to WHISTLE.
Damn. I'll be right back.
Bruce is agitated, starts to looking around. At her desk
he finds a virtual shrine to Batman. Pictures.
Find anything interesting?
Why do I feel like the other man,
Come on, Bruce. This is what I do
for a living.
I'd say this goes a little beyond
taking your work home.
What do you want me to say? That I'm
not attracted to him?
301 She hits a button and on screen newsfootage rolls of
Batman fighting Catwoman.
Look at the abuse he's taking. He's
not just fighting criminals. He's
Chase hits a button, freezing on Batman's face.
It's as if he's paying some great
penance. What crime could he have
committed to deserve a life sentence
of such agony?
Bruce hits a key, blanking the screen.
Maybe he just had a lousy childhood,
is that it Doc?
Chase grabs his hand as it comes away from the keyboard.
Why do you do that?
Throw up that ridiculous superficial
mask. If you're jealous...
You want me close but you won't let
me near. What's the terrible, dark
secret you're protecting everyone
In the mirror they are half in shadow, half in light.
In a sense we are all two people.
The side we show in daylight. And
that side we keep in shadow.
Rage. Anger. Passion. Pain.
He pulls her to him. Their faces are close. A breath
apart. Suddenly his watch begins to BEEP.
303/04 Bruce turns over his wrist. Depresses a stud on
his watch. The face turns into a screen.
Sorry to bother you, sir. I have
some rather distressing news about
Is he all right?
I'm afraid Master Dick has... gone
He ran away?
Actually, he took the car.
He boosted the Jag?
Is that all?
Not the Jaguar. The _other_ car.
_No_, sir. _The_ _other_ _car_!
A beat. Then Bruce closes his eyes.
305 EXT. ARKHAM SQUARE - NIGHT
Gotham night life. Neon, traffic, sleaze.
The Batmobile cruises into the center of the strip.
A group of flashy low riders pull in front of the
Batmobile. They hydraulic up and down competitively.
The Batmobile wipers sweep the windshield. The bat-foil
opens and closes. Finally the car hydraulics higher and
faster, but a bit wildly, the driver barely in control.
306 The low riders, put to shame, PEEL OUT. (OVER) A SCREAM
cuts the night. A GIRL runs for her life, chased by SIX
GANG MEMBERS into a dark alley.
The Batmobile TEARS after her.
307 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT
The Thugs have the Girl surrounded, push her back and
forth between them like a rag doll.
The Batmobile SCREECHES into the alley. The door slides
open. From the smoking hatchway emerges...Dick.
Needless to say, this get the Thugs' attention. They let
go of the girl.
Who the hell are you?
Damn, did I forget to dress again?
The Thugs close. One rushes Dick while another swings a
chain at his head. Mistake.
Chains. You don't seem like the
Dick's hand shoots out fast, grabbing the chain. He open
palms the Thug in the chin, whips the chain into the gut
of the other villain.
The Caped Crusader strikes again.
Sans cape, of course.
Two more rush him.
Another victory for the Dark Knight.
Dick goes up with a flying front kick, knocking one down,
fells another on the return with a spinning back fist.
(off the unconscious goons)
Dick stares at the remaining thug. Smiles.
Is your will up to date?
The last Thug takes a look at Dick, turns and races away.
I could definitely get behind this
super hero gig.
Dick nods to the awestruck Girl.
He starts towards the car.
She moves close.
You forgot the part where you kiss
He leans in, happy to oblige when suddenly...
(OVER) SCREAMS AND SHOUTS as the Thug who got away comes
racing back into the alley, followed by maybe thirty new
gang members, all wielding bats and chains.
He pulls the girl behind him, readies for war.
308 A DARK FIGURE
flies out of the night.
Batman, on a wire, swings into the group, sending them
scattering in all directions. The bad guys race off.
309 THE BATMOBILE
REVS UP, races to Batman.
310 Batman lifts Dick by his collar, drops him into the
passenger seat. Hops into the other side.
Don't you want my number?
She watches as the Batmobile speeds away into the night.
311 INT. BATCAVE - NIGHT - LATER
Bruce and Dick argue.
I need to be part of this.
Me and my brother Chris were putting
money aside so our folks could
retire. Dad's knee was going. Chris
was engaged, you know that? Two-Face
took...everything. Now I can pay him
What I do isn't about revenge.
Dick glances at a framed headline. The Wayne murders.
Right, slick. Whatever you say.
Bruce grabs him. Hard.
This isn't a game.
Dick pushes him off. Harder.
Back off, man.
You don't understand. It's an
addiction. You fight night after
night, trying to fill the emptiness.
But the pain's back in the morning.
And somewhere along the way it stops
being a choice.
I want better for you.
Save the sermons about how great you
want my life to be, okay, Bruce? If
it weren't for Batman my parents
wouldn't be dead. You don't get it,
do you? This is all your fault.
Dick storms out. Bruce stares after him with tired eyes.
312 EXT. RITZ GOTHAM HOTEL - NIGHT
At the marble entrance, the red carpet is rolled out for
a pull-out-the-stops party. Over the door, a banner
proclaims "Nygmatech -- Imagine the Future."
At the curb folks dressed in over-the-top runway
fashions, pour from luxury cars, hand off keys to a
battalion of scurrying valets.
Next car up -- Bruce Wayne's Rolls, driven by Alfred. A
valet helps Chase out. She looks stunning.
Bruce leans over Alfred before stepping out of the car.
Too much wealth. Too fast. Half of
Gotham zombied-out. A technology
that self destructs. He's protecting
more than industrial secrets,
I shall be near at hand. Should you
need me. And sir, I know it's
difficult but try and have a good
313 INT. RITZ GOTHAM ROOF - NIGHT
Over the top golden glitz. A kind of Versailles meets
punk meets couture. And in the middle, Edward, dressed as
The room is packed with people sipping exotic cocktails,
munching hors d'oeuvres. Conversation BUZZ is high.
Into this zoo walk Bruce and Chase.
As brightly-lighted stations throughout the room, showy
displays announce "THE NEW BOX". Pretty, barely-clad
showgirls invite partygoers step into various green
columns of light.
314 Bruce scans the room as he and Chase pause by the first
display, where a Socialite steps into a column of energy.
She GASPS with delight as she finds herself suddenly
dazzling in diamonds from head to toe.
315 They pass the next column where a CHUBBY PROFESSOR, sword
in hand, fights off a knight on horseback.
316 They pass the next display where a BALD GUY steps into a
beam. Suddenly, he is in a classic stoner's pad circa
1967. And, best of all, he has long flowing hair.
Chase looks amused, Bruce suspicious.
If I didn't know better, I'd say you
Keep me off the couch, Doc. Your
fees are a little rich for me.
So how goes your `scholarly' pursuit
Oh God, Bruce. You're still jealous.
Spare me the diagnosis, okay? You're
being ridiculous. I can't be jealous
317 ACROSS THE ROOM
Edward stands flanked by Gotham's Society Matrons as
PRESS, including Vondelle Millions, SNAP photos and hurl
You're outselling Wayne Enterprises.
Actually, I'm outselling Wayne Tech
two to one...
The Times has named you Gotham's
bachelor of the year. What do you
have to say about that?
You might want to ask Bruce Wayne.
Bruce, old man!
318 Edward crosses the room to greet Chase and Bruce. All
stand now, surrounded by press and partygoers.
So glad you could come.
What? Oh, Edward. Hi.
Congratulations. Great party-
The press were just wondering what
it feels like to be outsold,
outclassed, and generally outdone in
And what light through yonder window
breaks? `Tis the east. And you
Of course you are. And what a grand
pursuit you must be.
What do you think of my new
What? Oh, it's very impressive.
Gracious even in defeat. How vaguely
disappointing. When all this could
have been ours together.
Edward stills a passing waiter and his tray of champagne.
Crystal flutes for all. He toasts Chase.
No grape could be more intoxicating
than you, my dear. But we make due.
To your charms.
And she does.
I notice you've sub-divided your B
coupons. Feeling a little light on
Actually, I like to divest just
before a major re-capitalization.
I wouldn't race to the bank. Old
regimes crumble every day. Life is
a cycle. Remember Yeats; turn, turn
the widening gyre. The Falconer
cannot hear the Falcon...
(finishing the poem)
And the beast slouches towards
Excuse me, boys. I'd hate to stop
this testosterone flood on my
Quite right. Shall we dance?
And with that, Edward draws Chase onto to dance floor.
319 As Chase and Edward dance in the b.g. Bruce walks over to
one of the displays. Examines a control station for the
green beam. Tries to pry open a circuit panel.
She slaps his hand playfully. Bruce smiles an apology.
Looks around. No other choice. He steps into a beam.
320 EDWARD twirls Chase, watches Bruce enter the beam. He
321 BRUCE - POV. Colorful planets soar all around him. Suddenly
the beam flashes. There, racing towards him, a giant Bat.
322 BACK TO SCENE
All beams wink out as GUN FIRE bursts across the room.
TWO-FACE and his Thugs stand at every entrance.
BRUCE backs away, slips towards a service door.
Alright, folks, this is an old-
fashioned, low-tech stick-up. We're
interested in the basics: jewelry,
cash, watches, high-end cellular
phones. Hand 'em over nice and easy
and no one gets hurt.
Two-Face's Thugs charge the room. The crowd SCREAMS.
323 EXT. RITZ GOTHAM ALLEY - NIGHT
Bruce hand-slides down fire-escapes, hits the alley
324 EXT. ALLEY
Bruce ducks into the Rolls.
325 INT. ROLLS
A secret panel in the back opens. A Batsuit.
326 INT. PARTY
The Thugs circulate quickly, yanking jewels from ears and
necks, grabbing wallets and purses, filling sacks.
Ed pushes his way against the crowd, through Two-Face's
ring of personal guards and right up to Two-Face's face.
You're ruining my big party. Are you
insane? Actually, considering your
dual persona, let's just forget the
We're sick of waiting for you to
deliver The Bat, Riddle boy. You
promised us Batman.
Patience, oh bifurcated one.
Screw patience. We want him dead.
An nothing brings out The Bat like
a little mayhem and murder.
Oh well, in that case. As long as
you were going to rob me, you could
have at least let me in on the
caper. We could have _organized_ this,
_planned it_, pre-sold the movie
(OVER) the CRASH of breaking glass.
flies in through a window, kicking a row of Thugs down
before he lets go his rope and lands on the floor.
Harv, babe, I gotta be honest. Your
entrance was good. His was better.
What's the difference? Showmanship.
Two-Face shoves Edward away, looking for a clean shot. He
FIRES a couple of times, but only destroys an ice
sculpture and some liquor bottles. More SCREAMS.
328 One huge Thug charges Batman. Batman heaves him overhead,
throws him, CRASHING, into a display of stacked Boxes.
Batman, Batman, Batman help!
A Thug has a gun to his throat. Batman kicks the weapon
out of his hand.
Batman. You're my _God_!!!
329 Another Thug has Chase to a wall, hand around her pearls.
He head-butts the Thug. The guy goes down.
Chase leans up and kisses him, hard and hot on the mouth.
The chemistry here is undeniable.
Batman spins, goes for another group of Thugs.
(OVER) POLICE SIRENS.
Okay boys. Phase two.
And with that, he and his Thugs race for the elevator.
The doors close.
330 (OVER) CHEERS erupt for Batman as he races onto the
balcony -- and jumps!
331 BATMAN'S - POV - AERIAL
Harvey and Thugs disappear past Under Construction signs,
down the stairs of an as yet completed subway station.
332 EXT. RITZ GOTHAM - NIGHT
PARTY GUESTS - POV. Gripping the edges of his cape, Batman
glides 60 floors down the skyscraper towards the street.
333 Batman plummets into the construction sight.
334 INT. DESERTED SUBWAY STATION - NIGHT (CONTINUOUS)
Gothic. Deserted. Under construction. Batman hits the
BATMAN - POV. Shadows race down the dark tunnel ahead.
Harvey and Thugs, racing away.
Bat's right behind us.
336 INT. ABANDONED STATION - VENTILATION SHAFT
A wide spiral staircase of scaffolding hugs the walls of
a tremendous ventilation shaft.
The Thugs race down the steps, knocking out bits of
scaffolding as they go, sending entire chunks of already
traversed staircase plummeting past them.
Batman arrives on a wide platform of scaffolding at the
top of the staircase. His cape whips up around him as if
from some low infernal wind.
337 BATMAN - POV. Down the fragmenting staircase, at the bottom
of the shaft, a tremendous fan spins, chewing chunks of
falling scaffolding and plaster, spitting plumes of dust.
stands at the bottom of the well. He grabs a rack of
scaffolding and wrenches the old aluminum supports away.
339 THE PLATFORM
where Batman is standing gives way, planks falling,
sending Batman tumbling towards the deadly blades below.
340 BATMAN - POV. The giant whirling blades, coming up fast.
341 BATMAN falls, stairways and laughing Thugs whipping past.
His hand shoots out and grabs
by the jacket, wrenching the fabric over the goon's head,
jerking him hard into the railing like a human anchor.
Batman climbs the struggling Thug like a ladder, leaps
onto the staircase, CRACKS the Thug's head on the rail,
then races down the stairs.
342 BOTTOM OF THE SHAFT
The remaining Thugs disappear through a dark doorway.
Batman runs past the BEATING fan blades into...
343 INT. ABANDONED TUNNEL
Dark. Steep and sloping. The Thugs are running dead
ahead. Without stopping they begin grabbing pieces of
debris, flip them under their feet, begin riding down the
descending tunnel like snow-boarders.
Batman races after them.
344 THE SNOWBOARDERS
really are good. They ride the rails. The low gas pipes.
Even bank the curving sides of the tunnel.
345 A THUG - CLOSE. Looks back to see Batman closing. Mistake.
as he is clotheslined by a low hanging danger sign. He
flies off the snowboard backwards. Out cold.
Batman races past him.
346 The end of the tunnel slopes so drastically the dark maw
at the end seems more a pit than a door.
347 The boarders circle and one by one, drop through like
bits of filth down a drain.
348 Batman drops into the darkness landing on a small ledge.
Beyond a precipitous drop he turns to face...
349 INT. ABANDONED SUBWAY STATION
Years ago this cavernous space glistened with immense
Gothic statuary, elaborate tile mosaics, tremendous
decorative arches and spectacular cathedral ceilings.
Now the giant space, from floor to ceiling is a frozen
maelstrom of twisting cast iron trusses, broken steam
pipes, fragmented scaffolding and hanging cables.
350 Down these man-made slopes and obstacles ride the
snowboarding Thugs. Cruising pipes. Jumping curved faces
of statues. Jacking from scaffold to truss.
351 Batman whips a pair of nun-chucks from his belt over a
hanging metal rail, using the chain as a pulley, shoots
down a curving rail into the mad dance of twisting steel.
352 A THUG
FIRES at him from his whizzing board as it careens along
an adjacent piece of scaffolding.
353 BATMAN angles towards him, picking up speed.
354 THE THUG banks off some statuary. Takes a few more SHOTS.
355 BATMAN shoots around the curve, jumps from one rail to
the next, catches the villain in the face with his boot,
and sends him flying.
356 ANOTHER THUG shoots past over head.
357 BATMAN flips onto another pipe, is closing fast, chasing
the Thug towards a loop that banks towards the blackness
of an abandoned tunnel.
He is closing on the Thug. Closer. Closer.
358 Suddenly the Thug, hops to a truss, the rail Batman is on
whipping him around a curve that banks into the mouth of
the tunnel. (OVER) GUNSHOTS.
stands in the shadows, FIRING his machine pistol, blowing
a hole in the curving rail directly in front of Batman.
360 The RAIL breaks.
Batman flies off directly into the dark tunnel.
361 BATMAN - POV. A rushing darkness. He SMASHES into a wall.
362 INT. MOUTH OF TUNNEL
Two-Face stands staring into the dark with his Thugs. He
grabs an aging valve wheel set into the crumbling wall.
Nothing worse than a bad case of
He begins to turn the CREAKING wheel.
363 INT. INNER TUNNEL
A long forgotten pipe by Batman begins to HISS a thick
364 INT. MOUTH OF TUNNEL
Two-Face swings a grenade launcher before him. Takes a
step back. Aims into the tunnel.
Lights. Camera. Action.
As his Thugs scramble for cover, Two-Face FIRES. The
grenade flies into the tunnel, SLAMMING into the gas
main. AN EXPLOSION.
Suddenly a tremendous secondary EXPLOSION. Debris falls
everywhere as the gas ignites, the mouth of the tunnel
suddenly brightening into a flaming white fireball.
365 INT. TUNNEL
The huge fireball rushes towards Batman. Batman wraps
himself in his cape.
366 HAND - CLOSE. As he reaches to his utility belt. Presses a
367 His cape begins to run and flow like water morphing into
a protective sphere just as...
368 A tremendous fireball ROARS races down the tunnel
engulfing Batman in a world of flame.
369 INT. MOUTH OF TUNNEL
Two-Face stands staring into the inferno.
Billowing smoke, residual flame and falling debris
everywhere. No Batman. A moment of dead quiet.
Then Two-Face's smirk vanishes.
It can't be.
370 REVERSE ANGLE
A shape rises, phoenix-like, out of the flames. The
figure moves forward.
371 BATMAN - CLOSE. As his cape parts over his face.
He lifts his arms, the cape splitting down the center,
reverting to it's original form, arms going wide to
The Bat heads towards Two-Face and his men.
372 TWO-FACE - CLOSE. Consumed with rage.
He grabs a section of the wall's support scaffolding
and begins to wrench it free with crazed fury.
Why won't you just die?!
In a final rage of maniacal fury, Harvey wrenches the
scaffolding free. It's ancient supports gone...
373 THE CEILING
begins to crack and fall, debris pouring in at an ever
more furious pace.
BATMAN is suddenly doused in a rain of rock and sand.
374 THE TUNNEL
between Harvey and Batman is obstructed by tons of
falling metal and plaster and sand. TWO-FACE stands as
the ceiling falls all around him.
375 BATMAN is driven down by a storm of wreckage.
376 TWO-FACE can barely contain his joy. Plaster and rubble
fall ever more furiously.
377 BATMAN stumbles as the ground beneath him suddenly gives,
sucking him into a quickly filling pit of sand and tile.
He reaches for his utility belt but its too late.
378 BATMAN is nearly buried, sand coming up over his mouth,
his eyes, until finally he is gone.
379 TWO-FACE stands watching, eyes full of childish delight.
The floor in front of him begins to give way, running
with deep cracks.
Boys, let's go have us a party.
Anybody else feel like donuts?
Harvey and his men head away, up out of the tunnels.
380 THE SAND PIT - CLOSE. Still. No motion.
A gloved hand breaks the surface, clutching a Batarang. A
weak flip of the wrist.
The Batarang hist the sand.
The hand goes limp. A beat. Another. Suddenly...
A GREEN GLOVED HAND - CLOSE. Grabs Batman's hand.
Dick hangs on a wire above Batman in an aerialist's
maneuver. He secures his grip and pulls.
DICK - CLOSE. Straining.
Suddenly, Batman's face breaks the sand.
Dick uses the leverage of his body on the rope to pull
harder. Batman begins to rise. Free.
The two face each other. Hands still clasped.
381 INT. BATCAVE - LATER
Bruce sits in his robe being bandaged by Alfred. Dick is
What the hell did you think you were
You have a real gratitude problem.
You know that, Bruce? I need a name.
Batboy? The Dark Earl? What's a good
side kick name?
How about Richard Grayson, college
...I missed Two-Face by a heartbeat.
When we catch him, you gotta let me
We don't kill. Killing is what damns
you. It-. What am I talking about?
This conversation is over. You're
going away to school.
I saved your life. You owe me. So
either you let me be your partner or
I'm going after Harvey on my own.
And with that Dick turns and storms out of the Batcave.
It's starting all over again,
Alfred. Another boy lost to rage.
And it's my fault. If Harvey hadn't
come gunning for me at the
Bruce glances at Gotham Times, of Headline- "Bat More
Harm Than Good?"
Maybe they're right.
Which `they' might that be, sir?
Jack Napier's dead. My parents are
avenged. The Wayne Foundation
contributes a small fortune to
police and crime prevention
Bruce touches a cowl resting on the control panel.
Why do I keep doing this?
Could I let Batman go? For Dick. For
me. Could I leave the shadows? Have
a life. Friends. Family...
Bruce touches his lips, the spot Chase kissed Batman.
She's the first woman in a long time
that's... No. She's the first woman
ever. And she loves Batman. Not
Bruce Wayne. If I let go of Batman
I'll lose her.
Perhaps. Perhaps not. Why not ask
How? As Batman, knowing she wants
me? Or as Bruce Wayne and hope...?
Bruce reaches to the phone. Hits an autodial key.
(OVER) TONES as the phone begins to dial.
Hello?..Hello?..Who is this?
He disconnects the phone.
Who am I Alfred? I don't think I
382 INT. CHASE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Dark. Moonlight through curtains. Night SOUNDS.
Chase lays asleep in bed. A shadow crosses her face. She
At the french doors to her bedroom stands a familiar
Chase rises, moves across the room, the pale light
catching her white nightgown. She pulls the doors wide.
Chase faces him, bodies close. She reaches up, touches
his mask. Kisses him. His cape WHIPS around her.
THE KISS - CLOSE. Passionate. Sustained. Chase pulls away.
I can't believe it. I've imagined
this moment since I first saw you.
(touching his glove)
(touching his mask)
(touching his chest)
She turns, walks across the room.
And now I have you and....
(shaking her head)
Guess a girl has to grow up
She comes back to him, touches his cheek.
I've met someone. He's not...you.
But... I hope you can understand.
He sees now that over her desk, her Batman's memorabilia
has been replaced by photos and files on Bruce Wayne.
BATMAN - CLOSE. Smiles.
Then he's over the balcony and gone, a shadow on the wing
in the dead of night.
383 INT. CLAW ISLAND CONTROL CENTER - DAY
On his throne, in his sphere, electronically getting more
brilliant every second, Edward fills all his screens with
Chase's image from the party.
HIS BRAIN - CLOSE. Rivulets of neural energy ripple and
dance as his brain grows under his magenta hair.
Suddenly Two-Face gets him by the throat.
You know, Ed, we woke up this
morning, we just knew we were gonna
kill something. The Bat got away.
Looks like it's gonna be you.
Two-Face draws his gun with his free hand. Trains it on
Riddler's head. By the look in his eyes, he's serious.
Why do we need you? You only come
between us. We can be the smartest
person in Gotham City. We want the
empire for ourselves. Time's up,
Kill me? Well, alright. Go ahead.
Take the empire. All yours.
(grabbing his own head)
Hell, Harv, old pals. I'll kill me
Riddler grabs his hair, starts SLAMMING his own head into
Harvey grabs his head. Stops him.
What about Batman?
Riddler smooths his hair.
What if you could know a man's mind?
Would you not then own that man?
Riddler hits a switch. Suddenly his screens fill with the
image of Bruce stepping into the simulation at the party.
A few dozen extra IQ points and my
little invention learned a new
trick. It does more than drain your
brain. It makes a map of your mind.
The screens change, now showing a turning schematic of a
brain, alive with neural lightning.
Would you like to see what my old
friend Bruce has in his head.
384 Riddler hits a switch. Another image pulls free from the
schematic brain. A trapped bat. Fierce. Monstrous. The
very picture of imagined evil, made live. Bruce's
Riddle me this, what kind of man has
bats on the brain?
Two-Face stares at him.
Go ahead. You can say it.
You're a genius.
The tow begin to LAUGH.
385 CLOSE ON BAT
It's a fake one on top of a pole.
386 CAMERA PULLS BACK TO REVEAL
Group of YOUNG KIDS in Halloween costumes running through
GOTHAM CEMETERY - DUSK
Two gravestones alone on a hill under a tree.
The kids pass Bruce who is visiting his family's graves.
Bruce lays two roses on Thomas and Martha Wayne's graves.
...Tonight it ends.
387 DICK (OVER)
What the hell do you mean, it ends?
Bruce and Dick are in mid-conversation.
From this day on, Batman is no more.
Bruce hits a switch. The machines in the cave go dark.
Dick, let go. Revenge will eat you
alive. Trust me. I know.
But what about all the good we can
do? There are monsters out there.
Gotham needs us.
And when you finally get Two-Face?
Dick looks away.
Exactly. And once you'd killed him
you'd be lost. Like me.
(off the cave)
All this has to be a choice.
Otherwise...it's a curse.
Bruce, you can't.
Chase is coming for dinner. Why
don't you join us.
And with that, Bruce turns, heads up into the house. Dick
stands all alone in the still, dark cave.
(OVER) A doorbell RINGS.
388 EXT. WAYNE MANOR
Alfred opens the doors to the Trick or Treaters we saw
earlier. Hands out bags of candy.
389 EXT. WAYNE MANOR - ACCESS ROAD
A mysterious van sits parked on the gravel byway.
390 INT. VAN
Two-Face, Riddler, and men sit watching the manor.
391 RIDDLER - POV. A taxi pulls up. Chase emerges as the Trick
or Treaters leave.
And today not even my birthday.
Two-Face couldn't care less about Chase. He tosses his
393 coin. HOLD ON the spinning faces as (OVER) we hear...
Bruce, Batman. Bruce, Batman.
394 INT. COSTUME VAULT, BATCAVE - NIGHT
Opens with a HISS. Dick passes the Batman costumes until
he comes to a standing figure different from the rest.
His Robin costume. He packs to leave forever.
395 EXT. WAYNE ESTATE
Dick rides his motorcycle through the protective hologram
of the trees, heading away into the dark night.
396 INT. WAYNE MANOR - DINING ALCOVE - NIGHT
Intensely romantic. Filled with live roses, Alfred leaves
having served an intimate candlelight dinner to Bruce and
There's something I want to talk
with you about. It's...Well, we..
Okay, tiger, take it slow. You going
to give me your pin or something?
Bruce LAUGHS. He's obviously having trouble.
Let me go first, okay? I think I've
found something. About your dreams.
I pulled the files on your parents'
murders. There was a missing diary,
Bruce. Alfred told the police your
father always kept it on his desk.
But the day after the murders, it
was gone. Maybe that's the book
But Bruce isn't listening. He's pressing his eyes. Hard.
397 BRUCE - POV. A series of images. The coffins. The book. The
run through the stormy night. The fall. The bat.
What is it? What's wrong?
Flashes. Images. Of that night.
Your memories are repressed. They're
trying to break through. Relax. Try
I don't want to remember!
A long beat. Then Bruce Wayne surrenders, leans back.
Closes his eyes. Remembers.
My parents are laid out in the
library. Their skin smells like
talcum powder. I'm so small. My
father's diary is on his desk like
always. I'm opening the book.
Reading. I'm running out into the
storm. The book is in my hands. I
can't hear my screams over the rain.
What does it say? What hurts so
much, Bruce? What does the book say?
You do know. Try.
Bruce opens his eyes. Clear. He remembers.
The last entry read, Bruce insists
on seeing a movie tonight.
Bruce insists. I made them go out. I
made them take me to the movie. To
It was my fault. I killed them.
Oh God, Bruce, you were a child. You
...Not the bat?
I always thought it was the bat that
scared me that night that changed
my life. But it wasn't. The real
fear was hiding underneath: what I
read in the journal, that my parents'
deaths were my fault. That's what I
couldn't remember. That's the crime
I've been paying for all these
What are you talking about?
Chase. There's something I need to
(OVER) The doorbell RINGS.
399 FRONT DOOR
Alfred peers out to a sea of Halloween Masks.
Trick or Treat?
Alfred grabs his candy bags as he opens the door to...
400 The Riddler, Two-Face and the Thugs.
He CRACKS Alfred on the head with his cane. Down he goes.
(to his thugs)
Get the girl.
401 INT. DINING ALCOVE
(OVER) A COMMOTION.
What the hell?
Thugs appear at both doorways.
Bruce moves fast as he grabs a silver serving tray, flips
it into one of the screaming Thugs' faces, swings the
platter into the other's head. Two down.
Bruce grabs Chase's hand and they're out the door, racing
fast, several more henchmen in close pursuit.
The Riddler uses the scanner in the head of his cane to
locate and open the secret door to the Batcave.
403 INT. HALLWAY
Bruce and Chase race towards the stairway. Bruce pulls
standing display suits of armor to the floor as he goes,
blocking the Thugs' way.
404 INT. BAT CAVE
Riddler has found heaven. From his pouch he produces tiny
green bombs shaped like bats. He winds one up, its head
SCREECHING with each twist of the neck, lets it fly.
What's that I hear?
405 Like a tiny bat, the first bomb flies into the video
wall. A tremendous EXPLOSION.
Why it must be the fat lady getting
ready to sing.
407 The next bat-bomb flaps into the costume vault. BLOWS
408 it completely. The crime lab EXPLODES next.
409 The Riddler winds a bunch of bat-bombs now, lets them
fly. The tiny green bats sail high forming a giant
question mark in mid-air before plummeting suddenly in
formation down into the cockpit of the Batmobile.
(Jack's favorite line)
Gonna have a hot time in the old
Who used to say that? Somebody
always used to say that.
411 The car EXPLODES.
412 INT. WAYNE MANOR - GRAND STAIRCASE
Bruce and Chase flee up the giant staircase, the Thugs a
step behind. One two-toned bad-guy leaps forward, gets a
fistful of Chase's dress. She goes down. Looks like she's
done for. At the last moment, Chase gives a mighty kick
and the Thug topples backwards, down the stairs.
Bruce is holding off a couple more, closing near the top
step. He spins, a powerful roundhouse clocking one in the
head, sending him backwards down the stairs.
Chase moves behind him, up to the landing, turns to see
Bruce fell another with a spinning back kick, a third
with a flying back-fist.
Bruce and Chase race to the top of the stairs.
413 TWO-FACE stands on the floor below. Just the moment he's
been waiting for.
He SHOOTS. The bullet grazes Bruce's head. He falls down
the grand staircase.
CHASE SCREAMS as Thugs grab her.
BRUCE hits the floor. Hard. No movement. None at all.
Bruce, you sure know how to throw a
Two-Face stands over the prostrate form. Draws his gun. SLAMS
in a new clip of ammo.
Sheath your weapon my impetuous
414 Riddler has appeared from the Batcave.
We want to dust him. We truly want
to dust him bad.
Oh yes, and certainly _WE_ will!
Riddler walks over to the unconscious Wayne. Kneels.
Looks at him, tender, like a lover. Caresses his face.
My poor sweet hero.
He stands, kicks him hard in the rib cage. Bones CRACK.
We'll kill him alright. But first...
With that, the Thugs drag out a freshly bound Chase.
Riddler drops an envelope (RIDDLE #4) on Bruce.
...We're going to make him suffer.
415 INT. BATCAVE
416 THE COSTUME VAULT
BATSUIT - CLOSE. Surrounded by licking flames, the Bat
emblem begins to melt.
417 BRUCE'S EYE - CLOSE
418 ZOOM IN
as we fall again into a dark hole, the Monarch Bat flying
straight at the CAMERA, his red eye filling the SCREEN.
419 BRUCE'S EYE - CLOSE
420 INT. BRUCE'S BEDROOM - MORNING
Bruce is in bed, head bandaged. Alfred is walking a
doctor to the door.
The injuries are relatively minor.
The shot did cause a concussion.
Watch for headaches. Memory lapses.
Odd behavior. I'll check back in a
Alfred ushers him out, returns to Bruce's bedside.
How are you feeling, young man?
Not that young. It's been a long
time since you've called me that.
Old habits die hard. Are you
As well as can be expected, I guess.
Give me the bad news.
Dick has run away. They have taken
Dr. Meridian. And I'm afraid they
found the cave, sir. It's been
Bruce looks up at Alfred, eyes narrow, puzzled.
The case? What cave?
421 EXT. POLICE HEADQUARTERS ROOFTOP
The Batsignal lights the sky. Gordon paces.
Where is he?
A concerned DEPUTY emerges onto the roof.
The Mayor's called again.
(off the signal)
He's not going to show. Maybe he's
hurt sir. Maybe he's--.
(not so sure)
422 INT. BATCAVE
Or what's left of it. Melted ruin and rubble. Bruce
stands with a worried Alfred, surveying the landscape.
I'm Batman? I remember my life as
But all this. It's like the life of
Perhaps the fall...
There's one other thing. I feel..
Bruce. Son. Listen to me. You are a
kind man. A strong man. But in truth
you are not the most sane man.
I remember a bat. A monster. A
demon. Chasing me.
Oh my God, Alfred.
No demons, son.
(touching his head)
Your monsters are here. Until you
fact that, I fear you will spend
your life fleeing them.
423 INT. RIDDLER'S CONTROL ROOM
Riddler sits on his throne, absorbing pulses of neural
energy, his head growing.
It's happy time Gotham. Have you
hugged your little boxes today?
I'm in heaven. I'm in heaven with a
girl like you.
Chase has been chained to the floor of his throne.
Batman will come for me.
Someday my bat will come. Some day
my bat will come.
I'm counting on it.
He puts his face close to Chase's.
You're frying your brain.
Nap time gorgeous.
The Riddler draws a hypo filled with green liquid. He
plunges it into her neck as she passes out.
425 INT. BATCAVE
Bruce stands before a dark, rocky mouth. Through this
passage, the cave as it once was, sweating granite, a
shifting world of shadow.
Bruce steps inside.
426 INT. INNER BATCAVE
FAVOR BRUCE as he walks deeper into the darkness. The
walls around him undulate, as if covered in water.
427 WALLS - CLOSER. The movement isn't water at all. It's the
restless shrugging of bats. Thousands of bats.
428 Bruce presses on. Sweat beads on his face.
Ahead, a diffusion of moonlight illuminates a curving
rock chamber, bats here too bringing the walls to life.
Bruce moves into the moonlight. Looks up.
429 BRUCE - POV. A narrow chute. The fall he took as a child.
He kneels, there on the floor, worn by years of weather,
a single book. A diary.
Bruce kneels, touches the leather cover, fingers
lingering for a moment on his father's embossment, before
he turns yellowed pages to the last entry. Painfully, by
moonlight, he reads.
Bruce insists on seeing a movie
He pauses, gathers himself. He continues.
But Martha and I have our hearts set
on Zorro, so Bruce's cartoon will
have to wait until next week.
Bruce stares at the book in disbelief. Then he looks up
at the moonlight, tears streaming down his face.
...Not my fault. It wasn't my fault.
430 Suddenly, in the darkness ahead, a dark shape moves, head
rising, slits opening to reveal two blood red eyes.
The giant monarch bat spreads its wings, huge, as it
rises, suddenly airborne, rushing toward him.
431 BRUCE - CLOSE. And terrified. He turns to run. The bat's
flapping wings BEAT like drums, closing fast.
Bruce holds his ground. Resolved. He turns and faces the
monster, SCREECHING towards him, glistening fangs barely
inches from his face.
Something remarkable happens. The bat holds its
position, stares into Bruce's eyes, wings spreading wide.
A beat. Then Bruce raises his arms, a living mirror. The
two stand facing each other, man and bat. In the moon-
light on the wall, their shadows begin to blend, to
merge, becoming one _SHIMMERING WHITE LIGHT!_
432 INT. BATCAVE
The mouth of the inner cave. A sudden SCREAMING DIN as a
storm of bats explode into the cave, a shooting column of
life and there, from within, steps a man.
433 REVERSE ANGLE
ALFRED stands at the entrance.
...Batman, Alfred. I'm Batman.
434 EXT. NIGHT SKY
The Batsignal shines. Suddenly the air above the familiar
circle begins to shimmer and glow, becoming...
A giant green question mark. The Batsignal itself is now
just the small period at the symbol's bottom.
435 INT. BATCAVE - NIGHT
Bruce stands at the ruined control platform. Riddles are
spread before him. Including the most recent.
All the answers are numbers.
But 1, 3, 1, 8, & 5. What do they mean?
What do maniacs always want?
Recognition, of course.
Precisely. So this number is
probably some kind of calling card.
Bruce stares at the numbers. Adds them: 18. Squares them:
1916425. No luck. Starts again, separating them: 13/18/5.
Letters in the alphabet.
Of course. 13 is M....MRE.
How about, MR. E.
And another name for Mystery?
Exactly. Mr. E. Mister Edward Nygma.
436 INT. STONE STAIRCASE
Bruce leads Alfred through a secret stairway.
Good thing Mr. E. didn't know about
the cave under the cave.
437 INT. SUBTERRANEAN CAVE
Dark, jagged, surrounded by water. Here, the Batwing and
Batboat are stored.
What now sir?
Claw Island. Nygma's headquarters.
I'm sure that's where they're
Are all the Batsuits destroyed?
All except the prototype with the
sonar modifications you so
disapprove of. But it hasn't yet
Tonight's a good night.
438 CLOSE ON - Batman's fist being shoved into a new gauntlet.
439 CLOSE ON - Batman's new boot snapping shut.
440 CLOSE ON - the improved Utility Belt buckling on firmly.
441 CLOSE ON - the new cowl sliding down over Batman's head.
442 PULL BACK TO REVEAL
The Batman - a darker enemy to fear.
What do you suggest, Alfred. By see or by air?
Why not both?
A figure steps out of the shadows. Dick.
The cape is now black, yellow on the inside only. A red
armored vest compliments green tights with knee armor, a
utility belt and flexible black boots.
Dick... Where did you get that suit?
I...um..took the liberty, sir.
I thought you could use a friend.
Bruce stares at him a beat.
Not a friend.
He extends his hand.
The Dynamic Duo clasp hands.
443 EXT. WAYNE MANOR - TENNIS COURT - NIGHT
Fast clouds. Bowing trees.
Suddenly, the entire tennis court slides away.
The Batwing rises into the night sky.
444 EXT. STORM DRAIN
The Batboat hits the water.
445 EXT. ROOFTOP OF POLICE HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT
Commissioner Gordon and his deputy, standing vigil under
the false moon of the Batsignal.
He's not coming. Shut it down.
The Deputy reaches for the power switch. Suddenly, a ROAR
cuts the night.
446 ANGLE UP TO
The Batsignal. The ROAR grows louder. Light and shadow
dance, for a second it seems the Batsignal itself is
flying toward us. Suddenly --
The Batwing bursts _through_ the signal.
447 The dark plane BUZZES Police Headquarters, dipping a wing
448 A triumphant Gordon waves Batman onward.
449 INT. COCKPIT
Working the controls, Batman is back.
450 EXT. GOTHAM HARBOR - NIGHT
Still, night waters.
Suddenly, the Batboat, running silent and dark, cuts
across the harbor.
451 Dick is at the helm, wearing night-vision goggles.
452 DICK'S POV -- INFRA-RED. Claw Island looms ahead.
atop the island headquarters pop on, one by one, flooding
the water with light.
454 INT. RIDDLER'S CONTROL CENTER - NIGHT
The Riddler and Two-Face stand clutching controls on
opposite sides of a holographically generated game of
Each is firing tiny blips at the small dot crossing the
455 EXT. GOTHAM HARBOR - NIGHT
A mortar EXPLODES aft of the Batboat, shooting a WATER
SPOUT high in the sky.
456 INT. RIDDLER'S CONTROL CENTER - NIGHT
A miss. And my favorite vitamin, I
457 EXT. GOTHAM HARBOR
Another EXPLOSION to stern.
Dick is thrown as a third shell hits the Batboat. The
458 INT. NYGMATECH - RECREATION ROOM
You sunk my battleship.
459 EXT. GOTHAM HARBOR - NIGHT
Dick slips a re-breather into his mouth. Dives
underwater, starts to swim towards Claw Island.
A SPEAR shoots past leaving a trail of bubbles. Another.
461 A HIDDEN BUNKER
issues a stream of armed frogmen.
462 EXT. GOTHAM HARBOR - NIGHT
The BATWING soars over the water.
463 INT. BATWING COCKPIT
INFRA-RED SCREEN - CLOSE
A Dick blip, besieged underwater by frogmen blips.
464 EXT. CLAW ISLAND - NIGHT
A laser shoots from the top of the stronghold, neatly
465 severing one of the Batwing's wings.
466 EXT. BATWING - GOTHAM HARBOR - NIGHT
The Batwing dives straight into the river.
467 INT. COCKPIT
BATMAN - POV - THROUGH THE WINDSCREEN. The water comes up
fast, a rushing EXPLOSION.
468 EXT. GOTHAM HARBOR - UNDERWATER
Dark panels shift, sealing wheel hubs, growing sleek fins
as the Batwing morphs now into the Batsub.
Two frogmen hold Dick by arms and legs as several more
swim towards him with exposed knives.
470 THE BATSUB
BLASTS over an underwater reef.
471 A TORPEDO TUBE - CLOSE. FIRES a dark rocket towards the
frogmen at blinding speed.
472 A FROGMAN - CLOSE. Spins.
473 FROGMAN'S POV - THROUGH MASK. The torpedo racing towards
him unfurls to reveal...Batman.
474 BATMAN'S FIST smashes the glass of the Frogman's mask.
475 THE THUG rises in a mass of bubbles.
476 DICK uses the distraction and kicks free. Batman and Dick
take on the frogmen, hand to hand.
477 EXT. CLAW ISLAND SHORE - NIGHT
Batman and Dick break the surface. Dick discards his re-
breather. Climbs onto the shore.
Holy rusted metal, Batman.
Dick takes a few steps forward, kneels.
(off the rusted floor)
The ground. It's metal and its full
of holes. You know. Holey.
This place was a refueling station
for subs during the war...
Just as Batman starts to climb out of the water (OVER) a
horrendous CRUNCHING as Dick begins to rise.
The island surface is actually the top of a tremendous
metal sphere balanced atop an enormous cylindrical oil
tank, rising, now, fast out of the water.
479 Batman throws a Batarang but it glances off the side of
Batman stands staring up at Dick, who stands alone atop
the metal sphere now near five stories high.
No way up. Batman spots a rusting access panel in the
giant support cylinder. He RIPS it off and climbs inside.
481 EXT. DOME
Dick stands looking down at the ocean.
The Bat or the Bird. We couldn't
decide who got to kill who.
Or is it whom?
Dick spins. Two-Face has emerged from a hatch atop the
dome. He stands smiling at Dick, a knife in his hands.
We flipped for it. We got you.
Two-Face's leap is savage, catching Dick by the throat.
The two slide down the sloping edge of the dome, their
descent stopped by a narrow, rusting metal lip.
Two-Face SMASHES Dick's head into the side of the dome.
Once. Twice. Three times.
What's wrong, circus-boy? No mommy
and daddy to save you?
Two-Face raises his blade over the dazed Dick. Brings it
Dick rolls clear, the blade wedging into the rusted metal
surface. All the time Dick needs. He back-flips erect,
kicks Two-Face hard in the head.
For my mother.
A flying front kick to the chin.
For my father.
A spinning back kick knocking him to his knees.
Dick hauls off and smashes him in the face.
The punch sends Two-Face rolling down the side of the
dome, fingers raking sloping steel, finding no purchase.
483 At the last second, Two-Face grabs a small metal dimple
on the belly of the dome's curve, hanging on for dear
life, feet kicking wildly over the abyss.
The scales are tipped. The blindfold
torn from the lady's eyes. Justice
will be served.
The rusting metal bulge starts to tear and break.
You're a man after my own heart,
The metal breaks free.
See you in hell.
Two-Face's hands tear through the rust. He falls.
484 DICK'S HAND grabs him.
Dick hoists him to safety.
No. I'd rather see you in jail.
The Bat's taught you well. Noble.
Two-Face spins, a gun suddenly in his hand, pressing now
into the flesh between Dick's eyes.
A mistake. But definitely noble.
Two-Face COCKS the trigger.
485 INT. CYLINDER
Immense. Empty. Just the CRASHING surf and rocks below.
Batman looks up. The ceiling is...
486 A GIANT STEEL GRATE flush with the sides of the cylinder.
Batman loads a Batarang into his launcher. FIRES.
487 THE BATARANG flies high, secures purchase on the grate.
488 BATMAN attaches the cable to the winch on his belt.
Begins rising fast.
489 THE GRATE BOLTS
EXPLODE, causing the giant grate to fall towards Batman.
490 BATMAN twirls on the rope so he is rising upside down,
his feet racing towards the plummeting grate. He hits a
switch on his utility belt-
on his new Batsuit ROCKET him feet first towards the
492 IMPACT! The grate flips like a pie pan. Batman lets go of
the wire, cutting his thrusters and tumbling in mid-air
so his hands now extend before him. He grabs one of the
steel girders in the darkness overhead.
493 Batman hangs, watching the now dislodged grate fall to
the watery depth below. A beat. He hoists himself onto a
steel platform to face...
494 INT. RIDDLER'S CONTROL ROOM
The Riddler sits across the room in his throne, a huge
antenna shooting up into the night sky behind him through
a round hole in the dome. A large ring of Green Neon
encircles him, feeding him more and more brain power.
Welcome to my parlor said the
Riddler to the Bat. How's tricks?
No more tricks, Edward. Release
Chase and Dick. This is between you
Two-Face steps from behind The Riddler.
And me and me.
(off the antenna)
...Of course. The Box does more
than enhance neural energy. You've
been sucking Gotham's brainwaves.
And now it's new. Improved. Better
495 SCREENS - CLOSE - Endless schematics of flickering brains.
...The jolt I felt in the beam at
You've devised a way to map the
human brain. To read men's minds.
Oh, Bruce, you are clever. How
fitting that numbers lead you to me.
For numbers will crown me king. My
Box will sit on countless TV's
around the globe, mapping brains,
giving me credit card numbers. Bank
codes. Safe combinations. Numbers of
infidelities. Of crimes. Of lies
told. No secret is safe from my
watchful electronic eye. I will
rule the planet. For if knowledge is
power then tremble world, Edward
Nygma has become a God.
Was that over the top? I can never
By the way, B-man, I got _your_
497 SCREENS - CLOSE form a towering picture of Batman.
498 OTHER SCREENS - CLOSE form a towering picture of Bruce.
499 The images collide, forming a half Bruce, half Batman.
I've seen your mind. Yours is the
greatest Riddle of all. Can Bruce
Wayne and Batman ever truly coexist?
Stop me if I'm wrong here.
Batman remains stoic, but The Riddler is right on.
So let's help you decide, once and
for all, who you really are. Behind
A curtain rises: Chase in a cylinder, bound unconscious.
The captivating Dr. Chase Meridian.
Love of Bruce Wayne's life. Behind
Another curtain reveals: Dick in similar peril.
Batman's one and only partner.
Below, my personal favorite...
500 TRAP DOORS
beneath Chase and Dick open wide. ANGLE DOWN to the
jagged rocks and crashing surf below.
A watery grave!
501 A BUTTON - CLOSE. Shaped like a glowing green skull.
A simple touch and five seconds
later these two day players are so
much gull feed on the rocks below.
Not enough time to save them both.
So who will it be? Bruce's love?
Batman's partner? You decide. Is
this fun or what?
Edward, you've become a monster.
You flatter me. No monster. Just The
Riddler, and here's yours. What is
without taste or sound, all around,
but can't be found? On your mark,
The Riddler reaches for the button. Batman steps forward.
503 ANGLE from the water below.
The floor between where Batman stands and the Riddler's
throne platform is translucent. A hologram masking a
tremendous gap. Batman is about to step into an abyss.
504 Batman stops short. Looks up at Riddler.
Death. Without taste, sound and all
Because there is no way for me to
save them or myself. This is one
giant death trap.
Excellent. See. Who says a guy in a
rubber suit can't be smart? Well,
it's been grand. Sorry you all have
to die now.
Riddler touches the skull button. (OVER) A SCREECH.
Batman looks up.
505 HIGH ABOVE the Riddler's antenna a giant monarch bat
glides across the night.
506 THE BAT - CLOSE.
507 BATMAN - CLOSE. No fear. A moment of communion.
Wait. I have a riddle for you.
For _me_? Really? Tell me.
I see without seeing. To me,
darkness is as clear as daylight.
What am I?
Oh please. You're blind as a bat.
Batman SLAMS his Utility Belt, releasing a high energy
Batarang which he hurls at the Riddler's huge antenna.
508 THE BATARANG
SMASHES into the Riddler's antenna. A tremendous
EXPLOSION of sparks as the transceiver short circuits.
The room goes pitch black.
509 RIDDLER'S FINGER - CLOSE. Hits the skull button.
510 DICK AND CHASE
drop, plummet through space.
511 BATMAN - CLOSE. Two metal lids SHUT over Batman's eyes.
512 BATMAN'S POV - INSIDE THE MASK
Small sonar screens on the back of Batman's eyepieces
reveal the phantom floor and the wild criss-cross of
interconnected steel beams and the crashing ocean below.
throws another Batarang, which lassos a beam overhead,
swings forward, grabbing a falling Chase as he passes,
depositing her on a steel platform.
514 BATMAN - POV (SONAR SCREENS). Dick drops to certain death.
dives towards the sea below as he whips another Batarang
516 around a passing girder. He catches Dick just above the
rocks precisely as the Batrope pulls taught, using the
bat-winch to shoot them back up to the platform.
517 BATMAN - POV (SONAR SCREENS)
As he rests Dick on the platform beside Chase. Suddenly
his world flares a blinding white.
stands on the platform before him, a halogen light
strapped around his head, blinding Batman's sensors.
Two-Face brandishes his gun.
All those heroics for nothing. No
more riddles, no more curtains one
and two. Just plain old curtains.
He COCKS the trigger.
Haven't you forgotten something,
Harvey? You're always of two minds
The handsome side of Harvey's face turns toward them.
Oh. Emotion is so often the enemy of
justice. Thank you, Bruce.
He takes out his famous coin and flips it. Batman starts
to reach for his Utility Belt, to out-smart Two-Face. But
as the coin flies high up in the air, it comes down just
a hair too far away.
519 As Two-Face reaches out to catch it, he loses his balance
and falls to the rocks and angry sea below.
Help Chase. I'll be back.
Did Two-Face call him Bruce?
Of course not.
520 Batman starts scaling girders, pulls himself back into...
521 INT. RIDDLER'S CONTROL ROOM
The lights are still down but the antenna's functioning
again, the Riddler in his throne, absorbing pulses of
neural energy. Too much. his entire head seems to
distort, fluctuating in size and wavering.
Why can't I kill you? Now there's a
Not smart enough. Find a way.
Too many questions.
Why you and not me?
Batman SLAMS the power switch, the throne going dark.
EDWARD - CLOSE. Knees drawn to his chest. Pathetic.
Batman looks down, his eyes sad, compassionate.
Poor, Edward. I had to save them
both. You see, I am Bruce Wayne and
Batman. Not because I have to be.
Now because I choose to be.
Batman reaches out to Edward. Ed jerks in fear, looks up.
522 EDWARD'S POV - Coming towards him, not Batman, but a
hideous demonic giant bat.
523 EDWARD - CLOSE. SCREAMS
524 EXT. ARKHAM ASYLUM - NIGHT
Another stormy night.
525 INT. MAXIMUM SECURITY WING
Dr. Burton walks the corridor with Chase.
Edward Nygma has been screaming for
hours that he knows the true
identity of Batman.
They reach Edward's cell.
526 THEIR POV -- INT. PADDED CELL
Lit only by the moon. Chase speaks through the small
barred set into the heavy door.
Who is it?
It's Dr. Meridian. Chase. Do you
How could I forget?
Dr. Burton tells me you know who
Yesssssss. I know!
Chase and Burton look at each other, on edge.
Who is The Batman, Edward?
Can't tell if you don't say please.
You're right, Edward. I didn't mean
to be impolite. Please.
No response. Just GIGGLES.
Edward, please. Who is Batman?
A beat. Suddenly a huge silhouette of a bat appears on
the padded wall. Into it leaps Edward, the sleeves of his
straightjacket madly flapping like the wings of a bat.
I AM BATMAAAAAAANN!!!
527 EXT. ARKHAM ASYLUM - NIGHT
Chase comes down the front steps to find Alfred waiting
with the Rolls, holding the rear door open.
Mr. Wayne sent me to pick you up.
528 INT. ROLLS - MOVING
Alfred drives out the front gates of Arkham Asylum.
He asked me to convey his deepest
apologies, Dr. Meridian. But he
wanted me to give you this.
Alfred hands her a small wicker figure. The dream doll.
He said to thank you. And to tell
you he no longer needs it.
She notices the Batsignal in the night sky.
Does it ever end Alfred?
No, Miss. Not in this lifetime.
Chase looks out the car window. In the distance, the
shape of the bat shimmers against the clouds.
529 ZOOM INTO
The Batsignal, filling the screen.
530 EXT. TOP OF SKYSCRAPER - NIGHT
Batman stands on the edge of the gargoyled building, a
lone silhouette keeping vigil over the city.
Then another figure steps up into frame, taking his place
behind Batman. Their capes billow in the city wind.
Now there are two guardians of the night: Batman and
FINAL FADE TO BLACK.