"Get lost clown."
"Jokers."
"Funny, you remind of a Joker I met this morning, except he was prettier."
"But he just-"
"Knock knock."
"Dad, I gotta go out."
"I didn't start the fight!"
"Mom would hear me out!"
"Don't remind me!"
"Yeah, I'll be a big success, just like you."
"I'm bailing."
"Boo."
"I gave myself time off for good behavior."
"Hand off, dreg."
"Whooahhh!"
"It's okay, I can handle this."
"Man, you're something. I've never seen anyone—"
"Are you okay?"
"Nice dog."
"Here you go. The pills were right where you said."
"I guess you're gonna rest now, huh? My dad's probably waiting up for me anyway. I'll just let myself out. I hope you feel better, Mr.—"
"On second though, maybe I should give my dad a call."
"Here's where I'm grounded for life."
"A bat? I'll get you out of there, just don't bite me."
"Whoa."
"Jeez, no wonder he could fight."
"All right, I'm going. It's not like I did anything wrong. Freak."
"Dad? Oh my god."
"Mom, what happened?"
"Where is he? Where's dad?"
"Dad? Dad!"
"Why would he open the door, mom?"
"They were Jokers, he wouldn't have opened the door, he would've looked first. How'd they trace me back to him?"
"I should've been there. I could've helped him, I could've done something."
"Yes, I'm not afraid of those guys. We could've fought 'em off, me and dad. We could've fought—I yelled at him mom, he grounded me and I wouldn't listen. The things I said. I'm such a jerk."
"Hurry up!"
"You're some help you know that?"
"Aah!"
"In the event of my death or disappearance... whoa."
"Something dad was looking at."
"Tell mom I had to go, I could be late."
"Out."
"C'mon I know you're in there. Listen to me, something stinks in your company, I think it cost my old man his life. The answer's on this. I'd take it to the cops, but you know how cozy they are with Powers. How 'bout you taking a look. Yeah, I should've known you wouldn't care. You're no Batman you whacked out old fraud."
"Back off, Scooby, it's me."
"Synaptic controls. Neuromuscular amplification. Flight capability. Humph. This thing might be old, but it's still cutting edge. Bet it amplifies your strength by at least ten to one."
"But aren't you going to go to—"
"You built that company, and now Powers is making nerve gas there, you gotta do something. You're Batman."
"The cops? I'll never be able to—"
"Something happened to you, didn't it? And it wasn't just that you got old."
"Hey!"
"No thanks, my dad always told me to never take rides from strangers."
"I'll pass."
"What are you doing? You some kind of sicko? Help! Help!"
"All right. If he let's go."
"Happy?"
"Whoa."
"Better."
"But, just in time for fall."
"Who-who's there?"
"Mr. Wayne? W-where are you?"
"Someone had to do something, and you sure weren't about to."
"This suit works even better than I thought it would."
"No thanks, having too much fun."
"Hey! I can't move! What'd you do?"
"But, you can't."
"Hey! Hey! Ooh!"
"Come on. You gotta help me. Urgh! Ahh! Euah!"
"Wayne, they're gonna kill me."
"Yeah!"
"Love to. But, I got these guards all over me."
"A broom closet?"
"Now, I'm a sitting duck. Hope you're happy."
"Cool."
"Then you'd know where they were loading a hover transport, wouldn't you?"
"I can do it."
"I read up on you, Mr. Wayne. I know how you lost your folks. The guy who murdered my dad is on that transport. This is my one chance to nail him."
"Wish me luck."
"You're out of business, as of now. And as for you, Fixx, I'm taking you in for the murder of—oh!"
"Nrgh!"
"I am Batman."
"Wha?"
"Company?"
"It's okay."
"Well, actually, uh—"
"A job?"
"Sure."
"I think I can handle it."

"I work for Mr. Wayne, now."
"So, d'you beat it out of him?"
"Okay if I get some time of my own tonight?"
"Not under the circumstances."
"Yeah…but—on my way."
"He needs me. Sorry."
"You have no idea."
"Wayne, you there?"
"Is there any time of day I get to have a social life?"
"You get a real outta this, doncha? Maybe it should be you up here instead of me."
"Which is what again?"
"So, Powers is crippling the competition with sabotage."
"Looks like someone's celebrating July fourth, inside their office."
"In a second, I'm looking around."
"Why? What's the—"
"Eughh... ahh! Uh."
"Euahh... uahhh!!"
"Ughh! Huahhh!!"
"Uhh... ughgh."
"What the heck was that?"
"What did you send me into? It was like some kinda blob! You shoulda warned me!"
"Look, you might be used to dealing with freaks and monsters, but I'm a little new at this, I don't even know what half this stuff is."
"What is she?"
"So, how do you stop her?"
"This is unbearably cool!"
"Whoo-hoo!!!"
"Sorry."
"I'm on it."
"Auh!"
"Euah! Ueah!"
"Uahh!"
"Nnghh!"
"Ungh!"
"Eauh! Ohh!"
"You don't like the water, do you?"
"Ugh! Unh!"
*coughcough* "Hun..euagh."
"Bad news, we're too late."
"The car's feeling kinda sluggish tonight."
"Huaeh... ugh…ugh!
"Ooh... ugh!"
"Mmhh... mmhh... ugh!"
"Euughh... ohh!"
"Ngh... nhhh."
"Heruaghhh!"
"Ermmmhhh... ermmmhhh..."
*retching*
"What kept you?"
"This isn't good."
"She's heading upstairs."
"She's getting through!"
"Man, you are prepared!"
"I think she has something else in mind."
"Look out!"
"Unh!"
"Aghh!"
"Nrggghh."
"Erggh!"
"Nrrrgh!"
"Er.. erahh!"
"That's it, you're showing me everything."

"Lay off him, Nash! Doncha have anything better to do?"
"I don't know, are you?"
"You okay?"
"This camouflage option really soars."
"No one. Whoa!"
"Huhh... just when the game was getting good."
"Uh!"
"Any chance they found the head that went with it?"
"It belongs to Nelson Nash. He goes to Hill High."
"Hey, Willie. You all right?"
"You'd have come along?"
"S-sorry, I—"
"Yeah."
Don't mention it."
"Ooh!"
"Uah!"
"Ohoof!"
"How are you doing this?"
But, he's your father."
"Euah!"
"Jump!"
"Better go talk to him. I have a feeling you won't be seeing him for awhile."

"You hear that? You can poach an egg in this water."
"Who hired you?"
"Amazing the numbers people put on their speed dial. Just wanted you to know tonight's boat ride has been cancelled, though your goons are still going up the river. Wish you could join them."
"So, Dana, you got time for a fizz or something?"
"When was this on?"
"Why?"
"Powers or Fries?"
"Yeah, there's a menace to society."
"Victor Fries?"
"Stay down!"
"We'll let the police take care of him."
"C'mon, can't you cut him a little slack? Like my mom said, he's just a guy trying to put his house in order."
"Even if he ran away like you heard, it doesn't mean he's gonna come back."
"Not the Victor Fries I met."
"Aw, Fries."
"Fries, think. This can't be what you want. You'll only cause more pain, more suffering."
"Unh... ngghh... nh... uh... errr."
"And who are you, sunshine?"
"Uh! Ahh... ooh!"
"No kidding (struggling)."
"This guy, he's like a walking meltdown."
"Auhhh!!!"
"You gotta get out of here, Fries. The whole place is gonna go."
"Fries, no!"
"With all his injuries, and that cracked helmet, no way he got out."
"Guess you were right all along."

"Not this time, guys."
"Oof! Unh!"
"Oohh... huh?"
"Who are those guys?"
"Looks like I'll be having a lot more time to do my homework now."
"Schway."
"You think?"
"How 'bout and ice cream? My treat."
"I don't know why you even bother to send me out. With the Terrific Trio around there isn't even a purse snatcher in sight. Hold on. I'm picking up a hot spot on the infrared."
"Or a weenie roast. I'll check it out."
"Uh-oh."
"It ain't Smoky the Bear."
"Magma, working solo tonight?"
"Uh! Oh!"
"How about showing a fellow civil servant some professional courtesy?"
"Eah! Ooh!"
"Uh... unh."
"And I thought he was one of the good guys."
"Now the army's attacking. I thought they were the good guys, too."
"Oh!"
"Uh!"
"Unh... (straining) oh!"
"I don't think so."
"See for yourself. It's not over, yet."
"Party's over."
"Uah! Unh! Uh! Oof! Uh!"
"Ah! Uh!"
"I gotta shut that thing down. Thousands of people will die. Magma, Dr. Morgan, you can't let that happen. You're a hero, remember?"
"(straining) Satisfied."
"Right."

"How'd it go?"
"Must've been pretty important to get you out of that house. Especially in daylight."
"Why spend it on this? I mean, it's old, who cares?"
"I think you'd want it to be torn down, so maybe after all these years you could finally forget."
"Something's bugging the mutt."
"Easy, boy, easy. What's the matter, boy?"
"Earthquake?"
"Well, whatever it is, I can think of better places to be right now." "You know this guy?"
"So much for memories."
"Mr. Wayne!"
"Why don't you relax and make it a little vacation? And while you're here, I figure out who that guy in the suit was."
"Been watching you long enough. Besides, I got a lead."
"Okay. We know it's some kind of sound generator. So now what?"
"Computer, analyze the metal this thing's made of."
"Computer?"
"Uh, do the thing where you figure out what it's made of."
"Uh, yeah, that's it. What you said."
"Copper, Iron, and... 'Acoustium?' Computer, Acoustium."
"'A new alloy that amplifies sound vibrations.' Makes sense. 'Developed by Shreeve Sound Laboratory, Gotham City.' And the old man thought I couldn't do this stuff on my own."
"Yeah, here's ya pizza, chief."
"Huh? Well, this is the address I wrote down."
"Yeah, mine, and now I gotta pay for it. Extra large, too big for one person." "Sound engineer, huh? Thet must be the coolest job in tha world."
"What's this?"
"Hey, music!"
"Cool!"
"What's this do?"
"What was that?"
"Schway!"
"Wait, what about those, ya know, sound vibrations?"
"Yeah, heard about 'em the other day. Someone can knock over a tree?"
"So, ya know anything about 'em? Oah!"
"Hey, man, I didn't mean nutin."
"(straining) Eunh!"
"Huh!"
"What happened? Is he all right?"
"Voices?"
"Me. I could do it."
"Awfully slimy, aren't you?"
"Yeah? Well, let's see how they handle assault. Aah!"
"(straining) Unh! (growling)"
"I know."
"We'll talk about it back home."
"But the orderlies could come in at any second!"
"You can't be serious."
"See? Nothing."
"I can't strip the—wait a minute."
"Big bandage for such a small wound. It's a two-way radio. Guy named Shreeve makes 'em. He's the guy who knocked down the police station."
"It never occurred to me."
"He wasn't the only one."
"Looks like that radio signal is coming from that factory by the hospital."
"Doesn't take a detective to figure that one out."
"Yeah, the source is definitely in here somewhere."
"You don't have to do this, Shreeve."
"Nh!"
"Get up!"
"Too bad Shriek's too freaked out to testify against that weasel."
"Tell me something. Why were you so sure those voices weren't coming from you?"
"I hope your other reason is more convincing."
"What do you call yourself?"
"Oh, yeah. I suppose you would. But that's my name now."

"Definitely something weird going on over there. People dressed up like playing cards."
"Uh-huh. They travel in you circles?"
"Well, Guess I better go introduce myself."
"Hunh! Ungh!"
"Eh? Hungh! (straining)"
"Ngh..."
"Fine. Perfect. Except they got away."
"Be there when I can. I'm late for an appointment."
"Dana! Sorry I'm late! I got stuck in—"
"But, I—but..."
"No, you've got it all wrong!"
"It's not that I wanna be late. It's just that I've got these responsibilities."
"Look, if you can't handle it maybe we should just forget the whole thing."
"I got this—this after school job. It takes up a lot of my time. Too much."
"(chuckles) Not this guy. Him you don't ask for time off."
"Well, I do errands, sort of. It's kinda hard to describe. What about you? What were you ding out there? How come you didn't go in?"
"New in town?"
"At least you get to see the world."
"I'm beginning to get an idea what that's like."
"Terry McGinnis."
"Nothin'. It's just kind of quick. that's all."
"Ever consider later?"
"I could see you tomorrow night."
"Where can I pick you up?"
"I'll be here."
"That's all over now, thanks to you and this job."
"I gave them a lot more than they expected. They're gone."
"You're sure about this?"
"How does the yacht fit in?"
"Ouch."
"You don't look so royal now."
"Ah! Auh!"
"Uh... Eugh! Ough!"
"Ergh..."
"Nerghn!"
"Euah! Enghrgh."
"Eoh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh... unh..."
"Come on, I'll get you to a hospital."
"(panting) Nrgh!"
"What is it?"
"Come on, something's bothering you I can tell."
"How soon?"
"A month? A week?"
"Can I see you tomorrow night?"
"Tonight then. Same place, same time?"
"Or early, depending on how you look at it."
"You're sure it'll be tonight?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Look, if you had any proof they were going to try something tonight it would be different. But, I'm not going to change my plans because of a hunch."
"Hey, I put my life on the line all the time! One night's not going to make any difference!"
"I know what it is. You can't stand to see anyone goin' out and havin' a life. You want me to end up like you. Alone."
"Melanie?"
"Something come up, schoolwork?"
"Why?"
"Melanie, there's something wrong, isn't there? Tell me."
"Computer, cross-reference address."
"Floor plan."
"No."
"Ooa! Ah! Nngh... ah..."
"Ooh... unh!"
"Unh! Unh! Uh!"
"Auh!"
"Euah! Ooh... ooh."
"Eaugh... ooah... ooh. (chokes)"
"Err."
"Eah!"
"Heah..."
"Ah!"
"Oof!"
"Don't do it. Just go."
"Mr. Wayne, those things I said, I'm sorry. This kind of thing ever happen to you?"

"What's this little toy do?"
"And?"
"You'd let a little thing like a heart problem keep you from being Batman? I don't believe it."
"No…but you hold things back. Lots of things. It's taken me, what, six months just to get you show me around the cave."
"Someday, you're gonna tell me the real reason you stopped being Batman." "What's that?"
"So, which one is it?"
"On my way."
"Oah! *straining*No! You don't understand!*"
"Unh!"
"Ooh…oh! Unghhhhh.…"
"Unh!"
"Got some bad news."
"And broke the Freeze gun while she was at it. but, that wasn't the bad news."
"Uh-huh. She knows where the entrance to the cave is remember?"
"Sealing up the cracks, making sure she can't ooze in."
"She's been here before. She knows the way."
"You got a better plan?"
"She can huff and puff al she wants. But she ain't gonna blow this house down."
"So?"
"Uh, yeah. Kind of."
"And if I were her I'd be looking for a good doctor right now."
"Yeah. There can't be too many doctors or labs that do that kind of work around here. Let's get on the computer and make a list of—Oh."
"Uah! Unh!"
"Oof! Unhhh…(gagging)."
"Oh…."
"Euah! Unh! Uh! Erah!"
"Ah! Ooh!"
"Eah! Ughh…(straining). Mmrrrhh…(muffled straining)."
"Huh!"
"(panting) Ulh! Uah. (straining) Unh! Oohh! Uh…."
"It's some kind of arena. Big glass dome. Looks like no one's been inside in years."
"Sorry. I wasn't exactly awake when they brought me here. But—"
(choking)
"No! Stay where you are! She'll kill us both if you—mmrrgghh…. Uh."
"Oh, no. (straining"
"No!"
"Nrghh..nhh...ngh…Uh!"
"Not entirely. But, tonight I'm glad you didn't stay retired."