Batman: The Dark Knight Returns, Part 2 Page #4

No.

Tonight I am going to maintain order

in Gotham City.

You are going to help me.

But not with these.

These are loud and clumsy.

These are the weapons of cowards.

Our weapons are precise and quiet.

In time I will teach them to you.

But for tonight, you will rely

on your brains and your fists.

Tonight, we are the law.

Tonight, I am the law.

- Looters are gonna strip us dry.

- We need more cops.

- We don't even have phone lines.

- One at a time.

Commissioner, we got a problem.

Slice and dice.

- Hey, we need to put out the fires.

- Are you crazy? Let go of me.

Get out of my store, huh. Get out of here.

Listen up.

This is our neighborhood.

Our homes.

We're better than this.

The fires are spreading,

and the fire department isn't coming.

So if any of you want roofs

over your heads tomorrow...

... and the day after that, start helping.

I have buckets.

Let's get those hydrants open.

- All right.

- Yeah, right.

Let's do it.

- Here, let me help you.

- The drugstore has bandages.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls...

... I'm here to appeal

to your community spirit.

I know you've had your differences

in the past.

Some of you will even argue

that you can't work together.

That's fine.

Those people will stay tied up.

And it will not be a function

of which group you're in.

What is this, the gestapo?

He lumps us together with criminals. Unh.

Shut up, man.

The rest of you can lend a hand

to keep our city from falling apart.

You can lead by example.

Your choice.

I'm sure you're all eager to help.

- I'm suing.

- Good luck with that.

- What are we gonna do?

- Nothing.

He's too big.

- All right.

- All right, keep it going, guys.

- Come on.

- Keep working.

- Come on, guys. Have that.

- More water.

The fire is spreading to the East Side!

Jim!

Oh.

One week now that the U.S.

has been blanketed in a cloud of ash.

Electricity is finally coming back online

in parts of the country...

... but the impact on weather patterns

is expected to last much longer.

It's high noon in Gotham City,

and yet there's no sun...

... and it's the coldest day of the year.

I don't know what to wear.

Every major city in the country but one...

... has descended into riots,

looting and other crimes.

The president has imposed

limited martial law...

... but this has been seen to have little effect.

Only Gotham has maintained order...

... thanks to the vigilante gang

being led by the Batman...

... adding to the massive

credibility nightmare...

... being experienced

by the president's administration.

- How are you feeling, son?

- Better, Mr. President. Thank you.

Sorry I haven't been able to help more.

Oh. This'll all blow over.

Don't you give it another thought.

So long as you're up to handling

our other little problem now?

Of course, sir.

Though he'll never let me

bring him in alive.

Well, you do what you need to do.

You always did do it wrong, Bruce.

Been five years since I busted out of jail...

... and you know I've been busy.

But I made it hard on them.

They had to cover up my escape...

... and now they have to cover up my work.

And it's a lot harder to frost me

if they can't admit I exist.

You draw too much attention to yourself.

Always have.

I mean, sure, you play it mysterious...

... but it's a noisy kind of mysterious.

You, they have to kill.

What is it you want, Oliver?

A piece of him. The schoolboy.

I always knew it would come down

to the two of you someday.

The world's not big enough

for the both of you.

Doesn't have to be a big piece.

Just count me in, for old times' sake.

Still hurts when it's cold.

Lately, it's been cold a lot.

Good. Now take him into a canter.

No!

Crime Alley.

- You're not even close to fully recovered.

- Neither is he.

He doesn't need a walking hospital bed

to keep his insides together.

I know you're not looking forward

to your part in this.

I can't say it will be pleasant.

But it does fall within my duties.

One hour.

Army troops have evacuated

the downtown slum known as Crime Alley.

No explanation has been given,

and news coverage has been flatly...

Vehicle approaching from the west.

Something huge.

Let it through. Then close the hole.

He'll still be weak,

between the nuke and so little sunlight.

Just how weak we'll see

when he finds my first surprise.

Yeah, but how long you expect

to last against him?

- Long enough.

- Boss.

I'm trying to get the plan here.

I mean, you gonna die tonight or what?

Figure I will.

I've got a visual. It's him.

Do not engage. Just monitor his position.

Wait, I lost him.

Don't worry. He can't hide from what's coming.

Isn't this a school night, young lady?

Clark.

This is between you and me.

- We don't have to do this.

- Sure we do.

Bruce, be reasonable.

You know what my orders are.

Your orders?

You say you answer

to some sort of authority.

They only want me dead

because I'm an embarrassment.

Because I do what they can't.

What kind of authority is that?

It doesn't matter. It's their world,

and they won't stand for you anymore.

If it isn't me, it'll just be someone else.

Really? Who do they send after you?

We got the vehicle. Appears disabled.

- Unknown if anyone's inside.

- Roger that.

Approach with caution.

Bruce, this is idiotic.

That was three ribs, Bruce.

Don't make me do this.

Robin. This is a recording.

Clark should be too busy to listen now.

Here's the plan.

Anything good on?

What was that?

Who's up there? I want people on that roof.

Get ready.

What are you doing?

Do you want me to kill you?

Oh, you're not going to kill me.

Now.

It wasn't easy to make, Clark.

It took years and cost a fortune.

Luckily, I had both.

He's down here!

Eyes downside, spud.

Hi-ho freaking silver.

You're feeling it now, aren't you?

What the rest of us live with every day.

Your own mortality.

Don't worry, you'll survive.

The kryptonite will work its way

out of your lungs soon enough.

Bruce. Your heart.

We got them. They got nowhere to go.

But I didn't have to go easy on you.

A different binding agent, a stronger mix.

I want you to remember that.

I wanted to remind you

to stay out of my way.

In all the years to come,

in your most private moments...

... I want you to remember

the one man who beat you.

Bruce.

Don't touch him.

Funeral proceedings are underway today

for Bruce Wayne...

... as Gotham City still reels

from last week's spectacular revelation...

... that the world famous billionaire

was the Batman.

All of Wayne's secrets, his methods

and tools in his decades as the Batman...

... died with him

as Wayne Manor burned to the ground.

The fire was apparently set by his butler...

... who himself died of a stroke at the scene.

Every penny of Wayne's wealth...

... all of his accounts and financial holdings,

have also disappeared.

Amen.

You've got some nerve showing up here.

- I know who killed him, damn you...

- Selina.

Don't. It's no use. Let's go.

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