narrator: "Batman:
The Audio Adventures."
[phone ringing]
[answering machine beeps]
- You've reached
Crutches Lupinsky,
which means you ain't got
another bookie
who will still take
your calls, you degenerate.
Hey, it's your paycheck,
pally.
But don't forget to take
your kiddies to the circus
every once in a while, huh?
Don't put that
on my conscience.
I'm still taking action
on the Kid Lazarus fight
at four-to-three for the Kid.
Barnstormers game
is of the board
on account of Hobgood's
injury and Munson's,
uh, incarceration?
Whatever you wanna call
going to Arkham Asylum
semi-voluntarily.
I don't know.
Gentlemen, place your bets.
[answering machine beeps]
- Hey, Crutches, gimme
a nickel on Gaslamps
to sweep the double-header.
I smell a pennant, baby.
Go Gaslamps!
- [answering machine beeps]
- Crutches!
I got two bills says
Cast Iron Callahan
doesn't get through
five today.
The man was a bum even
before his wife got kidnapped
and I ain't got
the patience for it.
- [answering machine beeps]
- Hey, what's the money line
in Central City?
Yeah? Okay.
Hey, Crutches, put three bills
on the Demons for me.
And hey, listen, guy I know
knows a guy who said
word on the street says
Catwoman is in some
really hot water--like
$9 million worth of hot water.
Heh, do cats like water?
I forget.
So listen,
you taking any action here?
I got a dime that says
the Blind Mice g*ng are gonna
be the ones to bag the Cat.
- [answering machine beeps]
- Crutches, my man!
I'll take the streak before
the 5th inning--two Gs.
And hey, I hear you're taking
Catwoman action.
[baby crying]
Boy, it's a crowded field.
I like
the Sycamore Street Syndicate.
They really want it, but give
me 500 on the Soup Bone g*ng.
It's a long shot,
so to sweeten the deal,
I'll take two-to-one odds.
- [answering machine beeps]
- Hey, Crutches,
your hear about
this Catwoman thing?
I tell you what.
Put my whole bankroll
on Boxer Chow
and the Dockyard Dogs.
They got a honey of a score
to settle with Miss Whiskers.
- [tape whirring]
- Crutches, I got five Gs
says the kitty on Catwoman
is going to Boxer Chow
and the Dockyard Dogs.
- [tape whirring]
- Crutches, we're talking
Catwoman down here,
and I'm hearing nothing
but Dockyard Dogs.
[tape whirring]
- Crutches, what do you got
for Dockyard Dogs?
- [tape whirring]
- Dockyard Dogs lookin' like
an easy favorite, Crutches.
But that ain't all.
A lot of hubbub down at Boxer
Chow's joint since early.
My money is smart money,
and smart money says
the Cat gets fixed tonight.
narrator: Gotham, a cozy den
for wolves that never sleep.
Join us now for another tale
of life and death
in Gotham City--March 5th.
With impeccably inconvenient
timing, Batman has learned
he must intervene quickly
to prevent Two-Face
from undergoing treatment
with a dangerous, failed
pharmaceutical experiment
called JoyCure.
What he does not yet know
is that the administrator
of this dubious care
is none other than
the depraved drug lord
known as the Scarecrow.
While Batman redirects his
attention to the rescue
of his tragic former friend,
the animals of the city prowl
unsupervised streets.
[dogs whimpering]
[sighs]
narrator:
On a desolate stretch
of urban nowhere,
in the depths
of Gotham's benighted
Park Row,
the frantic footfalls
of a furious pursuit.
- Ah!
[puddle splashes]
narrator: Thundering down
a squalid alley,
a snarling riot
of swinging jowls
and flinging spittle,
a half dozen prize-winning
bull mastiffs
relentlessly run down a
notorious neighborhood stray.
- [sighs]
[thud]
[sirens wailing]
Good doggies.
Come on.
I just gave
to the humane society.
[dog whimpers]
You're making me feel like
an all-day sucker.
narrator: All together,
it's 700 pounds
of imminent canine aggression.
But the four-legged dogs
closing in
so quickly behind her
are only a portion
of Catwoman's distress
this evening.
[laughter]
[dogs barking]
There's also
the two-legged variety--
a pair of g*ng boss
Boxer Chow's Dockyard Dogs,
swinging sawed-off pool cues
and lustily barking orders
- to their frenzied pets.
- Go get the cat, Ripper.
Where is the Cat, Fang?
- [laughing]
- We got you now, Catwoman.
- I bet you'll wish you never
crossed Boxer Chow.
[all barking]
narrator:
In a pallid light
of a chewing gum
advertisement,
- Catwoman stumbles.
- [groans]
- [laughs]
She's a goner.
narrator: Indeed.
One way or another,
the chase ends now.
With a pack of hounds
closing the distance,
Catwoman heaves up
a manhole cover.
- [grunts]
- Nice try.
You think them dogs won't
follow you into the sewers?
- Into the sewers?
Yeah, not in these stockings.
I just need something
heavy enough
to go through the display case
of Fenton's Butcher Shop.
Huh?
- [grunts]
[glass shatters]
narrator: And the overstuffed
butcher shop display case
disgorges meats
of every description.
A carnal cascade
of cutlets, chops, and filets
amass in a well-marbled mound
on the sidewalk below.
- Uh-oh.
narrator: The Dockyard Dogs
watch with growing dread
as their leverage
over the situation
gorges blissfully
on the sudden smorgasbord.
- Now then,
as for you little pups,
I don't wanna be
the kind of person
who has a hard day at work
and then comes home
and kicks the dogs.
[whip snaps]
So take what's coming to you
like bad doggies,
and I promise not to
use my boots.
- Oh, crap.
- Well put.
[whip snaps]
[pool cues fall]
- Run for it, Bingo!
- You said it, Pongo.
Ugh, no.
I'm just not doing
any more running.
You ask too much.
- [whip snaps]
- [exclaims]
narrator: Catwoman's
rawhide lashes forth
and catches one of
the fleeing Dogs by the ankle.
- Please, Catwoman, it's
a whopper of a payday on ya.
Who wouldn't be tempted?
- Just business, right?
- Just business.
So how's about
you go easy on me?
- Way ahead of you.
I plan to leave you
just barely capable
of limping home
to tell your boss
what happened.
That price on my head?
Boxer Chow can't afford it.
- Hey, hey!
[pummeling ensues]
[grunting]
narrator: A mercifully
short thrashing later,
the chastened cur
is running home
with his tail
between his legs.
- Tell that lousy mutt
to keep his distance.
I'm sick of scratching
his fleas.
narrator: But from the look
of the car barreling
down the street at her,
- Catwoman's night is not over.
- Come on.
narrator: Still winded from
the long chase,
she has little time to react
before the brown sedan
screeches suddenly to a halt.
- Get in.
- Vicki Vale, "Gotham Gazette"?
What are you doing
this far downtown, Ms. Uptown?
- Looking for you
and helping to find you
before Boxer Chow did.
Better late than never.
So get in.
- I didn't call a cab.
- Look around, Catwoman.
The Dogs chased you deep into
Seventh Street Savages
territory.
You really feel like walking?
Lord Harpoon will appreciate
your availability.
[car door opens and closes]
- I don't love being seen
in this car.
- You better hope
you're not seen.
I better hope you're not seen.
I don't think my press card
will spare me
from the kind of trouble
you're in, Catwoman.
- Trouble?
What trouble?
- Boxer Chow, Lord Harpoon,
Rat King Cole,
Maximillian Monkeyshines--
oh, and the entire
Thorn Cartel.
I know I'm leaving a lot out,
but those are at the top
of the leaderboard
according to the odds
being run by Crutches Lupinsky.
- Crutches is taking bets
on my m*rder?
[scoffs]
That is a pretty good racket.
Go Crutches.
What's the vig?
- Catwoman,
you're in serious trouble.
Your business model
was always unsustainable,
chiseling away at
the underworld bit by bit.
Well, this is the cave-in. -
Okay.
- Now, every last chump
you rolled is united
in a competitive effort
to see you suffer.
- Well, when you put it
that way, sure.
- But you're a wordsmith.
- So what are you gonna do?
The way I see it,
you have one option,
and that's to leave town, lay
low.
Now, I've got a girlfriend
with one of those gorgeous,
ultra-modern
Metropolis penthouses.
Metropolis?
- With a roof garden and
the atomic appliances
and a private air taxi dock.
- You could stay until--
- Never.
Could you imagine me
in Metropolis?
That place is lousy with--
- what do you call it?
- Decency?
- That or something
that smells like it.
No, I'm on a short leash,
I'm afraid.
And it doesn't go beyond
the Gotham City limits.
Cats shouldn't be on leashes.
So what can you do?
Where can you hide?
- Oh, I'm not going to hide.
I'll manage.
And if I can't,
I'll get protection.
- From who?
You got one friend,
and I can't protect my morning
newspaper from being swiped--
- From the Santa Priscans.
[tires squeal]
No. No way.
The Santa Priscan
drug cartels--
are you insane?
Crime isn't just a living
in Santa Prisca, Catwoman.
It's a religion.
It's the way to salvation
for a cult of fanatics.
Their foot soldiers are
chemically enhanced monsters.
The only sole mercy
we have in this hell hole
is the fact that
the Santa Priscans
have never set up shop
in Gotham City.
- Oh, drive.
You made your point.
The very last thing
this town needs
is more sharks in the tank.
So when every crook
in town is after you,
I guess there's
just one person to turn to.
- Thank goodness--
you're calling Batman.
- Ha.
He'd love that.
No.
When every crook is after you,
you throw yourself
on the mercy of the king crook,
the crook the other crooks
are afraid of.
In Gotham City, like it or not,
that's the Penguin.
narrator: Oswald Cobblepot
seems an unlikely candidate
for humane feline rescue.
What will be his price?
The answer in a future tale
of life and death
in Gotham City.
- [radio static]
- Wayne Foundation hosting
the International
Children's G--
- [radio static]
- Haly's Circus.
Step right up
for the grand reopen--
[radio static]
Fleishacker belts one deep,
but blowing foul, so--
[radio static]
Come to passion.
[tropical music]
Come to Paradise.
Come to the beautiful island
of Santa Prisca.
From the pristine white sands
of Drowning Dog Beach
to the sparkling shores
of Severed Thumb Bay
to the precipitous cliffs
of Backstabber Falls,
Santa Prisca is calling to--
[radio static]
narrator:
Gotham, a ceaseless spindle
that collects what winding
threads are spun from panic.
Join us now for another tale
of life and death
in Gotham City.
This landscape is pitted
and scarred
from years of open warfare.
As far as the eye can see,
the scorched destruction
of a bitter stalemate.
This is the inside
of a man's mind,
a dwelling built
for a single occupant
that nevertheless houses two.
But tonight, for once,
these unbearably tight
confines
don't echo
with the clashes of conflict.
Tonight, after a generous dose
of a dubious decoction
known as JoyCure,
an altogether new sound
is heard
in the shockingly peaceful
precincts
of the mind of the man
known as Two-Face.
- [as the Other]
Hey. Hey, pretty boy.
[as Harvey] Oh, what?
Is--is something wrong?
- [as the Other] No, that--
that screwy sound.
- Do you--
- [as Harvey] Yes.
Clear as ringing crystal.
- [as the Other]
[laughing] Oh, good.
Was worried we lost track
of the whole bag of marbles.
- [as Harvey] No, that--
that's not what's happening.
Doctor Crane?
Are you still there?
Yes. I'm right here, Harvey.
You can leave your blindfold
on until I tell you
to you remove it, please.
- [as Harvey]
Something's happening.
What--what is that sound
we're hearing?
- [as the Other]
Never heard it before.
Of course you haven't.
That's harmony, Two-Face.
You've never known
a moment of it
in your entire
tortured existence until now.
- [as the Other]: Harm...
- [as Harvey] Ony?
- It's when two voices
become one.
- [as Two-Face] Where is it?
It's all of you, Harvey.
- [as the Other]
It's--it's--
I don't know how ya say it.
- It's...
- [as Harvey] Empyrean.
[as the Other] Yeah, exactly.
Thanks, college boy.
- Didn't I tell you
it would be?
The JoyCure has brought peace
at last
to your long inner conflict.
You simply must trust me.
Remember, we talked about trust
when you agreed to put
that blindfold on for me?
- [as Harvey]
You--you said to cooperate.
We cooperated.
Yes, Harvey.
Cooperation, that's exactly
what today's lesson
is all about.
And you have cooperated
with everything I have asked
of you, ever since I gave you
your first dose of JoyCure.
But cooperating
with me is easy.
I want you to cooperate
with you.
- [as Two-Face]
We don't follow you, doc.
- We have oh so many ways
we wage w*r
within ourselves every day.
You're just
an unusually extreme case.
It's the influence of fear.
When what we know is false
coincides with
what we fear is true,
that's a conflict
and there are casualties.
- [as the Other]
Fear? Sure. That figures.
For example, you told me
that you have a horror
of high places.
- Is that right?
- [as the Other] Heights?
We hate 'em.
- [as Harvey]
Severe ac--uh,
acrophobia, yes, yes.
Acrophobia.
An irrational fear of heights,
they say.
Don't they?
[wind whistling]
Well, Harvey,
I am going to take off
your blindfold now,
and then I'd like you
to tell me
how irrational you believe
your fear of high places to be.
narrator:
As the heavy black silk falls,
the mismatched eyes
of Two-Face suddenly behold
the vertiginous view
from a narrow ledge
outside the window
of a towering skyscraper.
[car horns honk]
Two-Face teeters unsteadily,
blinking in disbelief.
- [Two-Face grunts]
- Yes, Harvey.
Quite a high place you find
yourself in, isn't it?
Tell me, how do you feel?
- [as Harvey] We--we feel--
we--wha...
[wind whistling]
Wonderful.
[laughs]
[light jazz music]
- [as the Other] Whoo, would
you get a load of that view?
Hey, doc.
Come on out here
and lamp this scene.
- Thank you.
I'll--I'll stay here inside,
where it's safe.
You realize you are one step
and 100 feet
from the pavement below?
- [as Two-Face] Yep.
Your numbers check out, doc.
- And your crippling fear
of heights?
- [as Harvey] [laughing]
I don't understand it.
We--we've always hated
high places,
but today...
- [as the Other]
Top of the world, Ma!
- [as Harvey] Bet you can see
the courthouse from here
if we stand on our tippy-toes.
Oh, do be careful, Harvey.
- [as Two-Face]
[laughs] Yep.
There she is. Magnificent.
Doctor, there's no fear.
Is your drug doing this?
- Fear is a furnace
which must be fed.
What I have done is empty
your mental coal tinder.
In fact,
you might even dance a jig
on that narrow ledge
if I asked you to.
- [as Harvey] Are you asking us
to dance, doctor?
- [as the Other] What luck!
We been takin' lessons.
narrator: The opening steps
of a tango rain down
upon the narrow ledge
at a delirious tempo.
- [as the Other]
How's this for hoofin'?
Oh, my!
Now you really must be careful.
- [as Two-Face]
You ain't seen nothin' yet.
[shoes clicking faster]
Bravo! Bravissimo.
Not a hint of terror
in your eyes.
You see, Two-Face,
your two sides united
are a dauntless bulwark
to petty fears.
Why, you would walk
to the end of that flagpole
if I asked you to, I bet.
- [as Two-Face] The flagpole?
narrator:
A 15-foot long flagpole
extends out into space
like the shaft
of a colossal wayward arrow
fired into the building's
upper stories.
- Yes,
I want you to show me
you can walk it like
a tightrope, like a plank.
- [as Two-Face]
Looks pretty narrow.
It's plenty wide enough.
Why,
it's just a matter of balance.
I'm sure Two-Face
knows a thing or two
about the need for balance.
Walk to the very end.
[bird wings flutters]
- [as Two-Face] Sure, doc.
Sounds good to us.
[creaking]
[grunting]
How's this, doc?
Ta-da.
- Out to the very end
of the pole!
Congratulations, Harvey.
- [as the Other]
[laughs] Whoo!
No--nothing to i--it, doc.
Like you said,
it's all about balance.
- Now this next part
is very dangerous.
When you're ready,
turn around and come back.
- [as Two-Face] What do you
mean when we're ready?
- Simply discuss it
amongst yourselves.
When you mutually decide
you want to come in,
turn either to your left,
or alternately,
turn to your right
and come back.
- [as Two-Face]
Hold up! Hold up!
Discuss it.
Either left or right.
Just tell us which one.
I'm not going to, Harvey.
You're gonna have to decide.
[as Harvey] Okay. You decide.
- [as the Other]
Oh, not me. You pick.
- [as Harvey] No, no.
I'm insisting you choose.
[as the Other] I pass.
Pass. You do it.
Come on, Harvey.
Turn right or turn left.
Then once you've turned,
do you lead with
your left foot or your right?
The choice is yours.
- [Two-Face grimaces]
- Do you walk heel to toe
or toe to heel, Harvey?
So many choices to make.
Ah,
but you're without your coin.
I'd forgotten.
- [as Two-Face] Doctor, what?
Please help me!
- I'm so--so--
- Afraid!
Yes!
And isn't it fascinating?
The JoyCure is a miracle
at curing everyday phobias,
like your fear of heights,
but it reacts very badly
to the kind of serious issues
you have, Harvey.
Your real fear
isn't high places.
The fear you're feeling
right now?
That's the fear
that defines you, Harvey--
the fear of having
to make a decision,
any decision, for yourself.
No coin. No counsel.
Just the two of you.
- [as Two-Face]
Aah! No, please!
Please help me, doctor!
Tell me what to do.
- I'll do whatever you say.
- Careful, careful!
You're slipping!
Did you know
a baby's first instinct
is a fear of falling?
I would love
to have been involved
in conducting
those experiments.
- [as Two-Face] I'll k*ll you.
You said "I!"
That's a breakthrough!
One of you is taking charge.
I couldn't tell
who spoke though.
- Would you mind?
- [as Two-Face] Please, please.
I--I--
oh, I can't.
- Hold on.
- Come on now.
You simply need
to agree upon a strategy
before it's too late.
[tense music]
- [intercom beeps]
- Doctor Crane?
I know you said you didn't
want to be disturbed, but--
Not now, Miss Gold!
- Um, well,
I'm just so sorry to, um--
- oh, I know I'm interrupting.
- Yes, what is it, Miss Gold?
I'm in a session
with a patient.
- Aah!
- I know, doctor, but, um,
you have an important call.
It's, um--
Bruce Wayne is on the phone.
Bruce Wayne?
What in the vault of heaven
do I have to say
to Bruce Wayne?
I don't know Bruce Wayne.
- Tell him I'm busy.
- But doctor, I really think
you're gonna wanna take
this call.
Mr. Wayne says
he needs your help urgently.
- Oh, and what, pray,
is the urgent affliction?
Doesn't he realize you don't
seek psychiatric care
for tennis elbow?
- Sir, he, um--what he said,
um--Dr. Crane, um--
Bruce Wayne
thinks he's Batman.
narrator: Dr. Crane's eyes
widen to their limit.
- Doctor--
- Hold...
all my other calls today,
Miss Gold.
In actuality, this time.
Tell Mr. Wayne I will meet
with him at the clinic
in one hour.
- And, uh, Harvey?
- [as Two-Face] Yeah?
- Good work today.
- [exclaims]
- Let's get you back home
to Penguin.
- [as Two-Face] [grunts]
- I think we can pick this up
again at our next appointment.
I'd just like to say,
you are making
excellent progress.
narrator: And so Harvey Dent
is spared the effects
of gravity, but the pull
of something invisible
and inexorable waxes on.
These are the physics of life
and death in Gotham City.
- This Thursday night,
live from Maxie Zeus'
fabulous Gotham City Olympus,
see divine perfection descend
from the pantheon
to compete in the 53rd annual
Miss Gotham City Pageant.
- ♪ She's our own
hometown goddess ♪
♪ Inoffensive and modest ♪
♪ She's Miss Gotham City ♪
- See 28 of the most beautiful
daughters of Mother Gotham
compete for the crown
in the elegant
evening wear competition.
[polite applause]
The swimsuit competition.
[rowdy cheers and applause]
All right, settle down,
ya animals.
And the, uh,
many wonderful surprises
of the talent competition.
- [yodeling]
[tap shoes clicking]
[sparse applause]
- Okay, and what exactly
have you accomplished
in your life, ya wise guys?
That's the 53rd annual
Miss Gotham Pageant,
live from
the Gotham City Olympus.
- ♪ Gorgeous and witty
and judged by committee ♪
♪ She's Miss Gotham City ♪
narrator: Gotham,
a rotting wreck of ambition
foundered on a reef of greed.
Join us once again for a tale
of life and death
in Gotham City.
The office of Doctor
Jonathan Crane, psychiatrist.
The couch in this room
has been host to
a dazzling array
of peculiar minds.
Bruce Wayne's
is merely the latest.
Doctor, I need your help.
- It would seem you
certainly do, Mr. Wayne,
and urgently,
from the look of it.
Your intake papers
are quite a read.
Let's see.
Under occupation you wrote,
"I am vengeance."
And under marital status
you wrote,
"I am the night."
- Yes, well--
- Under reason for visit
you've written,
"So that evildoers everywhere
will taste cold justice."
[chuckling]
Yes, yes, indeed.
Help is exactly what you need
and badly, Mr. Wayne.
- You need help concocting a lie.
- I'm sorry?
- You don't think
you're Batman.
You're pretending
to think you are Batman,
and the ruse
is painfully transparent.
This is just the kind
of childish fantasy
I'd expect from someone
with your background--
idle and overeducated.
Listen to this...
[laughs] You wrote,
"Criminals are a superstitious
and cowardly lot."
[laughs]
That simply can't be
how the real Batman talks,
and you know that, don't you?
You've met him, haven't you?
More than once, as I recall.
I bet he impressed you,
didn't he?
- Doctor, this isn't--
- Ah.
Now a diagnosis
comes into view, Mr. Wayne.
You're obsessed
with this daring mystery man,
aren't you?
You met him a few times
and you probably think
you're friends.
- Doctor--
- A word of advice, Mr. Wayne,
never match wits with someone
trained in deduction.
You reveal so much more
than you think you do.
- Is that so?
- You're clearly in no need
of medical attention.
As for what provoked you
to concoct
this duplicitous scheme,
it frankly does not arouse
my professional interest,
but I'll make a referral.
Now get out.
You've wasted enough
of my time.
Okay, you got me.
You're impossible
to get ahold of,
so I adopted an aggressive
acquisition strategy.
- Aha! There's the tedious
boardroom jargon
that's your native tongue.
- Doctor, I'll get right
to the point.
I know
you're treating Harvey Dent
at the behest
of Oswald Cobblepot.
Ah, Harvey Dent.
- Harvey is my friend,
and if you believe
he has a chance
at rehabilitation,
I want it to be in a loving
and supportive environment.
Oswald Cobblepot
does not provide that.
I want you to transfer care
over to me.
- I won't ask you
how you know these things.
Information is a commodity
in this city
and all kinds of treasures
are within your means,
one would imagine, but really,
you're not an utter naif.
You must know,
if I did,
for some unfathomable reason,
give you Mr. Dent,
Penguin would crush you
into pâté grand-mère.
- He'll try, but Harvey
can make my custodianship
- of him legal.
- Ah, yes.
The celebrated legal skills
of your friend,
the erstwhile
district attorney, Harvey Dent,
another powerful crimefighting
figure you admire.
And don't I recall,
you're also
on a first-name basis
with Commissioner Gordon?
Do we need to talk about
a law enforcement fixation?
- We're talking about Harvey,
doctor.
Oh, don't get me wrong.
You've irritated me
with your crude deception,
but you would be
a fascinating case to study.
The real source
of your obsession is obvious,
isn't it?
Look around my office.
Do you like my choice of décor?
What do you see?
- You collect
old movie posters.
Yes.
I am a collector.
But to be more precise,
I collect old Argus Studios
horror movie posters.
I confess I am an unabashed fan
of the creature features.
You see,
when I was a very little boy,
I was taken
to the movie matinée,
a classic chiller.
Any concern that I might be
too tender an age
for such fare
was utterly unfounded.
I wasn't scared.
I was fascinated,
not by the film,
but by the audience.
[soft mysterious music]
I simply couldn't believe it.
This crowd of people
was paying money
to suffer fear.
I became a habitue
of the late, late show.
My absolute favorite,
of course,
the maestro,
the great Basil Karlo,
man of a thousand faces--
all of them hideous.
Now that was a man
who made you beg him
to frighten you,
and I find that paradox
intoxicating.
Now, you went to the movies
when you were a little boy too,
didn't you, Bruce?
That was a pretty memorable
night, wasn't it?
Or perhaps you've suppressed
the memories.
[projector clicking]
What do the movies
make you think of, Bruce?
[g*nsh*t]
[woman screams]
Is that a subject
you'd care to talk about?
- Doctor Crane--
- A mother, a father,
and their loving son
out to see a movie.
Was that your last
happy memory, Bruce?
- Doctor Crane, I'm here
to make you an offer.
- [laughs]
You have nothing I want.
- I have grant money
beyond any you--
- [laughs]
Grant money?
Is that the only tool
in your kit?
- Would you like tenure?
Name the university, I have--
Oh, please stop.
This is ritual humiliation.
- I have a copy
of Basil Karlo's last film.
What? What did you say?
- I said I have a copy
of "The Second Skin."
- There are no copies
of "The Second Skin."
They were all destroyed
decades ago.
- Oh, so you know it.
You are a fan.
A "fan"?
That film is a legendary
lost masterwork,
the Holy Grail.
- I just know it's the film
where Basil Karlo committed
his real life crimes.
I hope mine is the only one.
It's said to be dangerous
to the suggestible.
How do you have this?
- All kinds of treasures are
within my means,
one would imagine.
- It--but--
"The Second Skin" isn't just
some cinema obscurity.
It--it wasn't just avant-garde,
subliminal editing.
It was conceived to be
a flawless simulation
of violent madness.
It is a masterpiece.
- They say your masterpiece is
an instructional film
on how to be a psychopath.
My copy was recently found
in an unrelated purchase
of vintage film stock,
and I've been advised
to have it destroyed.
- [gasps]
- But if it's as unique
as you say it is,
I thought there might be
some value
in clinical analysis.
You could lead that project.
Just give me Harvey.
- Even if I did,
you won't recognize him.
Whatever he was before,
he is now a violent criminal
to his core.
Even the element of his persona
which is most recognizable
to you as your former friend
has given his life entirely
- to a pursuit of infamy.
- Let me worry about that.
- And this notional
kidnapping--
how do you expect
to steal something precious
from the Penguin?
I can assist you
from the inside,
but Penguin has Two-Face
under constant armed guard.
The cream
of his casino security.
- You just do your part
from the inside
as you say,
and as for the rest,
well, that's the easy part.
I'll just call in a favor
from a friend.
- And what friend of yours
is up to the task?
Who else, doctor?
My good friend, the Batman.
narrator: Rescue is at hand
for Two-Face.
But can there be any liberty
from the prison of his mind?
And what of Doctor Crane?
His session with Bruce Wayne
concluded,
what dread price will he claim
as his hourly rate?
The reek of fear--
it hangs heavy
over life and death
in Gotham City.
To be continued.
[jazz music]
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