Batman & Mr. Freeze: SubZero Page #2

you're about to give me?

l'll drink to that.

Mr. Freeze?

You, fruitcake! No pets allowed!

Which one of you is Barbara Gordon?

Him.

Please, no.

Get him off! Get him off me!

l'll ask again.

Which one of you is Barbara Gordon?

-Barbara, no!

-l am.

Let him go.

Come with me.

Notchka, don't let her go.

Stop it! l'll come with you.

Just don't hurt him.

Shaka, come.

Here! Take my Corvette.

Hey! Watch it!

All units,

this is Unit 7 in pursuit of a gray van...

...moving east on Highway 10.

Request backup.

Roger, Unit 7.

Hey!

-Who are you?

-l'm a doctor. Keep still.

Where am l?

Take these. You'll feel better.

-Why did you kidnap me?

-Silence!

Do as you're told. Take them.

Victor, no!

Miss Gordon obviously prefers

not to take any medication right now.

Why don't we give her

some time to herself?.

l want to know what's going on here.

l want checkpoints on a 20-mile radius

at l-13, l-54, and out to Route 27.

Choppers with infrared scopes,

and a door-to-door search...

...of every possible hideout within 50 miles.

Montoya, set up a command post

in the operations room.

Right.

-Did you get a rundown on the license?

-lt's a stolen van.

They found it ditched in Brisco Canyon

about an hour ago.

All right, that's pretty rugged terrain.

They can't have gotten too far on foot.

Set up checkpoints at a 20-mile radius,

and search all the way down to the ocean.

Come on, people. A guy in a weird suit

with two polar bears can't be hard to spot.

l want my daughter found,

and l want her found now.

-Don't worry, sir. We're on it.

-Then why are you still here talking to me?

Come on, let's move out.

Dick, you okay?

-Sorry, Commissioner. l tried to stop him.

-l know.

When l get my hands on this guy....

-Jim, why would Freeze want Barbara?

-l don't know.

-How'd he know she was at the nightclub?

-Her roommate.

Said someone called from the hospital

with an emergency.

Barbara's listed as a blood donor.

-Did she get a name?

-No. The guy hung up on her.

Get a hold of the phone records

and see if you can trace that call.

Commissioner,

the other witnesses are in interrogation.

On my way.

Dick, thanks again for trying to save her.

-Mr. Grayson, what is your blood type?

-O positive.

l need to get you down to X-ray.

You wait here. l'll get a wheelchair.

Shut the door.

-Does it say who accessed her file?

-No.

She has a rare blood type.

Not many others on the list.

Wait a minute. Look at this.

Nora Fries?

Victor Fries' wife.

She's over the next room.

She's headed

towards the northwest corner.

Get away from her!

You get away from me.

Give it up, Barbara.

There's no place to run.

-Everybody, just calm down.

-No! You calm down.

l want to know what l'm doing here.

l'm Dr. Gregory Belson. That's Victor Fries.

l know who he is.

Everyone in Gotham knows you.

And l know who that is, too.

l thought your wife was dead.

She will be dead if you don't help her.

That's what this is about, isn't it?

lt's about her.

She needs an operation

that requires a transfusion.

You're one of the few people

with her rare blood type.

So, why here? She should be in a hospital.

No hospitals and no more questions!

Victor! You wouldn't let her die,

would you?

Listen. You kidnap me,

then expect me to cooperate?

l'll help her, but not here. Not this way.

Enough talk!

Victor, no! Don't freeze her.

The door!

Come on.

Mariko?

Bruce, Dick. What a nice surprise.

Come in, come in.

-What can l do for you?

-l was wondering if you could help me.

Are you kidding?

One of our major investors?

What do you need?

How much do you know

about the medical aspects of cryogenics?

Well, it's not exactly my specialty,

but l've done some reading on it.

When would a person who's cryogenically

frozen need a blood transfusion?

As far as l know, never.

That's the point of the procedure.

You should talk to someone

who is more of an expert.

Who is the foremost authority

on the subject?

That's easy. Dr. Gregory Belson.

He did a lot of the original research

on it with Victor Fries.

l'd like to talk to him.

Good luck.

No one's seen him for the past week.

-Where is he?

-Who knows?

Comes and goes as he pleases.

Frankly, he's kind of a jerk.

Belson's name was on the registration

of a wrecked car Alfred and l found...

...after the party the other night.

lt was surrounded by water.

-Melted ice.

-Right.

-So what does Freeze want with a doctor?

-Let's find out.

You don't have to chain me up, you creep.

Try to escape again,

l'll chain your feet as well.

-How can you treat people this way?

-lt's the way they've always treated me.

Nora was the only good thing in my life,

and they took her from me.

l don't care what l have to do

to get her back.

-Nothing here, except some stock reports.

-Keep looking.

Gregory, this is your broker calling

for the third time.

Payment is due on those options

and accounting is breathing down my neck.

You can call me at home.

The number's 555-01 73.

Let's take care of this, okay?

Hope it's a listed number.

Bingo.

Dinner.

-Who are you?

-My name is Koonak.

You're just a kid.

What are you doing here?

-Did Freeze kidnap you, too?

-No. And l'm not just a kid.

-l'm twelve.

-Twelve?

-And very handsome.

-You're kind of cute, too, lady.

-You sure you're just twelve?

-Thirteen, next summer.

-So, where are your parents, Koonak?

-They're dead.

-l'm sorry.

-But Mr. Freeze takes care of me now.

-Freeze? You've got to be kidding.

-You don't like him, do you?

lt's kind of hard to like someone

who kidnaps you and chains you up.

He just wants his wife back.

He's not really bad.

You know this isn't right, Koonak.

Help me get out of here, and l promise

l'll do everything l can to help her.

Sorry, lady. l can't.

-You won't hurt her, will you?

-No, of course not.

Your wife's vital signs have stabilized.

We'll be able to start the operation

in a couple of hours.

Good.

Please, don't hurt me!

-Where's Belson?

-Belson? l wish l knew.

-l'm telling you the truth!

-What's your interest in him?

l'm his stockbroker. He owes $2.5 million,

and if he doesn't pay by Friday...

-...they're going to foreclose on him.

-What are you talking about?

Belson had inside information

on a new drug that was going public.

He leveraged futures

with everything he had.

Then some side effects were discovered,

and the FDA put everything on hold.

He lost, big time.

l want to see his portfolio,

and any holdings he might have in--

-Hello?

-Dean, this is Gregory.

Gregory? Where are you?

You've got to buy me one more week

with the SEC.

Stall them. Say whatever you have to,

but l'll have the cash by then.

You will? How? You said--

l know what l said, but l just struck gold.

So, you'll take care of that, right?

Where are you?

Never mind.

Just keep them from foreclosing for a week

and they'll have their money.

Got to go.

Gregory? Wait a minute.

Alfred, run this list of medical supplies

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