Batman: Gotham Knight Page #4

You keep moving it|and I keep tripping over it.

Sorry, Alfred. I suppose I should take it|to the police.

It's a bagful of tragedy, that's what it is.

I don't know|how you could even handle them.

You have to know your enemy, AIfred.

I'd never use one, but even I can appreciate|the attraction of a gun.

The heft.

The sleekness.

The cool steel. The precision.

And the power.

The power to change lives, history.

The power of God.

[SCREAMS]

Mwah. Another happy customer.

FLO YD:
|Everyone satisfied?

MAN:
|Yeah. But the champagne glass...

...a bit much, don't you think?

We don't need theatrics.

Just keeping it interesting.

Have you read your e-mail?

They want you back in Gotham again.

Yeah, I saw.

MAN:
|The place is changing.

The police are developing a backbone,|which is why we need this hit.

Our Russian associates|have been having difficulties there.

His removal would alleviate|most of their problems.

However, this one could get dicey.

[FLY BUZZING]

Just another cop kill.

You think? You worry me sometimes.

You worry too much.

MAN:
|Word came from the Russians.

The hit's in the next couple of days.

They say he can target|from 2000 meters or more.

We've put a 24-hour watch on Gordon...

...but we can't cover every window|and rooftop.

I'll do what I can.

Thanks. We've never dealt with anyone|like Deadshot before.

Maybe you have.

Ronald Marshall's PDA.

There's a POP mail account.|It links to an encrypted wire transmission...

...exactly one week|before Teresa Williams' assassination.

-Where'd you get this?|-Just turn it on.

[GRUNTS]

All right, let's go.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Alfred, how's the satellite picture?

I can almost see your pointy ears, sir.

at least not in your area.

Stay with me, AIfred.

I'm on it, sir.

Sir, I'd feel better|if you put your helmet back on.

This car isn't completely buIIetproof.

I'm having a hard enough time reading this|screen without the glare from that visor.

What I'd like to know is how many other|e-mail clients Deadshot has cultivated.

I want this killer and I want him tonight.

That doesn't mean you shouId make|yourself a sitting duck.

-He likes moving targets, you know.|-Keep driving.

there's a troublesome spot up ahead.

Lieutenant Gordon will be passing|under the el bridge just as the train goes by.

Fortunately, the satellite picks up|no one on the bridge.

Hard to believe he'd try to fire|from a 60-mile-an-hour train.

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS]

Good Lord. There's another train|coming in the opposite direction.

AII right. It's showtime.

So predictabIe.

I knew I'd flush you out|if I went after the lieutenant.

Let's make my clients very happy.

Sir, are you all right?

Is your body armor holding up?

It's fine. At least from this far away.

Sir, there's a tunnel, straight ahead.

[GRUNTING]

Too bad. Now what will you do?

[GRO ANS]

Either he's the bravest man I ever faced|or a complete fool.

I must say, Batman, that's the first time|anyone's tried to stop my gunfire...

...by running into it.

No suit is bulletproof at close range.

We'll make this quick now.

WeII, weII, don't teII me|I finally got the bat--?

Huh?

[GRUNTS]

Shoot your mouth off now, Deadshot.

[SCREAMS]

Don't kill me.

It was the Russians, they want you dead.

I was just...

[WHIMPERS]

...doing my job.

[GRUNTS]

that the mysterious Batman...

capture of Floyd Lawton...

...better known as the hit man Deadshot.

Ronald Marshall has been implicated...

alleged assassinations.

could be facing the death penalty.

Thanks again, AIfred.|I couldn't have done it without you.

You're welcome, sir.

Though next time someone shoots at you,|try ducking.

It was just like that night|in the alley, Alfred...

...the closeness of the walls, the gunfire.

It seems I've been trying to stop|those two bullets all my life.

It's a fool's dream, AIfred.

Sometimes I think I should|just be done with it.

Perhaps you're right, sir.

But something tells me|you have a deeper purpose.

Sir?

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