03x07 - In Brightest Day…

[bunniefuu]

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[TIRES SCREECH]

Mm-hm!

Whoops, low bridge.

[TRUCK HONKS]

What a body.

It'll hurt you
a lot more than me.

I'll risk it. Will you?

[SMOOCHES]

Ow!

So you're
the famous Roxy Rocket.

You're as smart
as you are handsome.

I didn't think
you were foolish enough

to make trouble in my town.

Well, with Batman missing,

the other crooks in Gotham
are picking the city clean.

I thought
I'd try my luck here.

Back up. What do you mean,
"Batman missing"?

I thought you'd know.

Don't all you
spandex boys

have club meetings
or something?

We're not exactly friends.

Aw.

I'll be your friend.

Sorry, little girl.

You're going home.

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[ALARM RINGING]

What about the alarm?

The cops are swamped,
and the Bat's a no-show.

Who's gonna come?

Ooh!

There's always
the relief pitcher.

Smoke him!

You see
where he went?

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[COCKS g*n]

Let's just get outta here.

ROBIN:
It's cold out, better bundle up.

Black and blue
are definitely your color.

[CLICKING]

Ah! Oof!

Batman, Schmatman.

I got this down.

[g*ns COCK]

Or not.

Whoa.

You okay?
I could've handled them.

Sure.
Now, where's your boss?

Around.

Okay, let's try this
another way.

Where's Bruce?

ROBIN:
He called me.

Said he'd be away on business,
and I shouldn't worry.

But he was weird.
He wasn't himself.

And he wouldn't just bail

without telling
Batgirl or Nightwing to fill in.

What do they think's
going on?

Batgirl traced
the phone call to Romania.

They went there
to find some old guy

who might've kidnapped him.

"Ghoul" something.

So you're handling
the whole city yourself?

During a crime spree?

Oh, not again.

It gets worse
every time he doesn't show.

Then this time, he will.

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It's been half an hour.

Shut it down.

He's not coming.

[CORD ZIPS]

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[BATMAN'S VOICE]
Good evening, commissioner.

Sorry I'm late.

Where in heaven's name
have you been?

Away.

That's it?
That's all I get?

Well, if you were
trying to prove

how much this city
needs you,

you succeeded.

Crime's up 15 percent
in the last two weeks.

And it's about
to get worse.

This was taken by
airport security two hours ago.

I thought
you'd be interested.

Right here.
Look familiar?

[WHISPERS]
Bane.

Ah, yes. Bane.

Word has it
he's refined his venom formula.

They say
he's twice as strong.

Then I'll have
to be twice as careful.

Thanks, commissioner.

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That was close.

[NORMAL]
You're telling me.

The sooner we find
your boss, the better.

Right side.

Does he look bigger
to you?

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Three weeks ago,
Bruce went to work like normal,

then walked right out
without saying a word to anyone.

We'll start with his
computer records for that day.

So how'd you do
Batman's voice?

[AS BATMAN]
Precise muscle control.

[AS ROBIN]
Plus, I have a pretty good ear.

Don't do that again.

I need a gizmo
from your belt.

Second pocket on the right.

[BEEPING]

MAN [OVER P.A.]:
All units respond
to a disturbance

on the second floor.

Unit 18, on our way.

Come on.

All this sneaking around
isn't exactly my style.

What do you mean?

It's half the fun.

[KEYBOARD CLICKING]

Here, this is a vid-mail
Bruce sent Lucius Fox

the same day he called me.

Hi, Lucius.
Sorry to run off yesterday.

I've decided to treat myself
to an impromptu vacation.

Hope you don't mind running
things without me for a while.

[CHUCKLES]

I know you're used to it.

See what I mean
about him acting strange?

He's smiling.

So he tells you
he's at work,

and he tells work
he's on vacation.

Can you track where
the message came from?

Already did.
New Zealand.

So either Bruce is hopping
around the globe--

Or someone's faking the traces
to hide where he is.

Maybe something here will
tell us where he really went.

That's strange.

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SUPERMAN:
Something's moving
on these papers.

Nanites.

I don't see anything.

They're microscopic robots.

They're all over the phone.

And there's a needle
in the earpiece.

Someone's injected nanites
into Bruce's body.

He's under some kind
of mind control.

PENGUIN:
Even if I did know

where to find the Mad Hatter,
I'm no stool pigeon.

Why should
I tell you?

A man's life is in danger.
Isn't that enough?

You're breaking my heart.

[WHISPERS]
Kick over the desk.

Just do it!

Ah!

I won't ask twice.

All right, no need to get
your feathers ruffled.

It happens our capped compadre

is attending a meeting
of notable ne'er-do-wells.

They're hatching a plot

to capitalize
on your purported disappearance.

Where?

Now he's getting it.

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By combining our talents,
we will rule Gotham City.

Anyone we wish to imprison,

you, Riddler, will entrap.

Any from whom
we require allegiance,

you, Hatter, will control.

And any that stand in our way,

I will break.

I've always wanted
to team muscle with my mind.

And any chance to test
my new puzzles, of course.

And you, my friend.
Are you in?

Tweedle-Bane and Tweedle-Brain.

If it's all the same,
I'll play your game.

[GLASS SMASHES]

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Sorry to bust in.

But we couldn't wait
to spoil your fun.

BANE:
On the contrary,

I feared you were gone
forever, Batman.

And that would have meant

I'd never feel your spine
crumble in my hands.

[MACHINERY WHIRRING,
VENOM SQUISHING]

Ah!

Whoa.

Hey!

I almost regret that
you are defenseless, Batman.

After waiting
so long for this day...

...it was sadly too easy.

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That's not possible.

He's been working out.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

[BLOWS THUDDING,
BANE GRUNTING]

[WHIMPERING]

It's not fair.

[BLOWS THUDDING]

[GROANING]

[GASPS]

We got a runner.

Ugh.

[GASPS]

Curiouser and curiouser.

Can't let you
do everything.

Aah!

I'll tell thee
everything I can.

There's little to relate.

These little fishes, I perceive,

may have no earthly mate.

No earthly mate.

The bugs
aren't yours?

Mine, no.

I'd be proud
if they were.

I've stolen from the best,

Wayne Tech, LexCorp,
S.T.A.R. Labs,

and this circuitry
is far more advanced

than anything
I've ever seen.

I dare say,
it may even be of alien origin.

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WAYNE:
Hi, Lucius.
Sorry to run off yesterday.

I've decided to treat myself
to an impromptu vacation.

Hi, Lucius.
Sorry to run off yesterday.

I've decided to treat myself
to an impromptu vacation.

I've decided to treat myself
to an impromptu vacation.

He's really being
controlled by aliens?

Ugh.

I'm deeply hurt.

Sorry.

But what would aliens
want with Bruce?

That's the big question.

It's not about ransom.

It's like they need him
for something.

And they want the rest of us
to think he's okay.

--to an impromptu vacation.

What?

There's a noise
in the background.

If you say so.

I'll try to bring it up.

--an impromptu vacation.
[RUMBLING]

What's that?

It's rocket exhaust.

Where would you need Bruce Wayne
to launch a rocket?

Wayne Aerospace.

MAN [OVER P.A.]:
Propulsion is go.

WOMAN:
Stand by
for final trajectory.

MAN:
Launch in T-minus four minutes.

You do have a good ear.

This site was supposed
to be mothballed.

ROBIN:
That looks friendly.

Actually,
it looks...Kryptonian.

[BEEPING, DOOR OPENS]

Bruce.

BRUCE [OVER P.A.]:
I'd like to thank everyone
for all your hard work.

And for maintaining
this project's secrecy.

Now, please set all systems
to pilot control,

and you can all go home.

What?
Did he say go home?

Go home?
Well, I don't know.

That's it.
We're done. Thank you.

Okay.
I don't know.

Ridiculous.

[ALL CHATTERING]

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Everybody's gone.

We're alone.

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Well done, Mr. Wayne.

Brainiac.

Your usefulness to me
has ended.

Bruce, come on.
Let's get outta here.

I suspected that
we might meet, Batman.

You got into
Wayne's computers

during his partnership
with LexCorp.

Yes.

You saw that his company
could build you a rocket.

So you took control
of Bruce Wayne

and had him authorize
the project.

You're every bit the detective

that your followers
on the Internet believe.

I also know how you work:

Collect a planet's knowledge,
then destroy it.

I can't allow you to leave.

What you allow
does not concern me.

While your deductive skills
are impressive,

you are still only human.

[SCREAMS]

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Kal-El. This development
was highly improbable.

Today's been full
of surprises.

Your flight's been canceled,
Brainiac.

I beg to differ.

Stay with Bruce.

I think
I can handle that.

[BEEPING]

[SCREAMS]

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Goodbye, Kal-El.

It was an unexpected bonus
destroying you.

[GRUNTING]

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[GROANS]

[BEEPING]

SUPERMAN: How are you feeling?
Better.

The nanites are dissolving
away on their own.

I guess with that
Brainiac guy toasted,

they just knew
to self-destruct.

I'd check your
computer systems anyway.

Brainiac has a way of leaving
a little of himself behind.

I hear the city's
been busy.

Nothing the kid couldn't handle.

I have to say,

for a guy who's supposed
to be such a loner,

you sure know
how to pick a partner.

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