Batman and Robin Page #3

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106INT. BOILER ROOM

Frozen. At the terminus of the tunnel. A frozen boiler

stands in the center of the icy moat of the building's

INTERNAL RESERVOIR. The door swings open, Batman pushing

inside.

107Freeze flies from behind the door, SLAMMING the metal

portal hard into Batman's face. Batman tumbles forward.

108Freeze raises his gun. Another figure leaps in from the

hallway, going for Freeze. Robin.

109Freeze FIRES, turning the boy into a frozen sculpture of

ice. He plucks the diamond from his icy hand.

109AEXT. CROSS SECTION OF GOTHAM CITY-VFX

A schematic map of Gotham. Freeze's vehicle burrows

underneath the city, freezing the firmament in its path

and clearing away the debris, heading towards the boiler

room.

110INT. BOILER ROOM

(OVER) a RUMBLING.

Suddenly the wall EXPLODES. Freeze's

drilling truck appears in the clearing smoke.

111FREEZE

Can you be cold, Batman? You have

eleven minutes to thaw the bird.

What will you do, chase the villain

or save the boy?

Freeze leaps onto the giant vehicle.

FREEZE:

Your emotions make you weak. That is

why this day is mine.

(smile)

Stay cool, bats.

112And Freeze is gone, sealing the tunnel hole after him

with a blast of ice, clearing the frosted pane to wave

goodbye.

113Batman moves fast to the boy wonder, touches his frozen

skin. He whips out his bat-laser, points at the icy

reservoir and FIRES.

114THE RESERVOIR - CLOSE. The frozen water melts, begins to

SIMMER.

115The caped crusader immerses Robin in the steaming sea.

115AUnder the water, the boy's face is perfectly still.

116A long beat. Then Robin's head breaks the surface.

COUGHING. Alive

ROBIN:

Did we get him?

117EXT. SOUTH AMERICAN RAIN FOREST - NIGHT

(OVER) THUNDER. Lighting flashes on a maze of tends and

tarpaulins affixed to the ruins of a decaying PRISON MORTE.

A "FOR SALE OR LEASE" sign is illuminated by the storm.

SCREEN READS - Meanwhile, somewhere in the South American

Jungle...

118INT. TENTED GREENHOUSE LAB - NIGHT

Bunsen Burners flicker. Beakers BUBBLE.

Martha Stewart does Fankenstein.

PAMELA ISLEY, lovely features hidden by a glasses and bad

hair, shape obscured by her lab coat, TALKS into a

cylindrical micro-recorder.

PAMELA:

I still have high hopes for the

animal plant cross-breedings

Pam surveys the two lab tables. One table is a mass of plants.

The other is covered with tanks of spiders, snakes and

scorpions. Tubes run from the lethal beasts into a jar of

milky fluid labeled VENOM.

More tubes run from the Venom jar into the plants.

One plant twitches as it receives the toxins.

PAMELA:

If I can only find the correct dose

of Venom, these plants will be able

to fight back like animals.

I will have given flora a chance against

the thoughtless ravages of man.

(OVER) An agonized SCREAM. Terrified, Pam walks towards

the source of the WAILS, a gothic prison door to which the

tent is affixed. The portal is marked: PROJECT GILGAMESH.

PAMELA:

Personal note:
my work would proceed

faster if Dr. Woodrue weren't always

whisking my Venom samples back to

his mysterious Gilgamesh Wing. Why

won't he let me into his lab?

(OVER) Another blood-curdling SCREAM. Pam turns off the

recorder.

PAM:

What is he doing in there?

119Just then the door opens, a startled Pam dropping her

recorder as lightning flashes and DOCTOR JASON WOODRUE

ENTERS. Einstein's hair. Manson's eyes.

WOODRUE:

Dr. Isley, loveliest flower in our

garden. How fare our little wards?

Woodrue moves in, too close, backing Pam against her

worktable, his face inches from hers. He spots the jar of

Venom.

WOODRUE:

What do we have here? A lovely new

supply of Venom.

(lifts the jar)

I'll just take this to my laboratory

for further study.

PAMELA:

What exactly are you working on in

there? What are those screams?

A bright flash of lightning. Woodrue advances on Pam.

WOODRUE:

How I'd love to share my secrets with

you. But I ask you, sweet sapling,

can you be trusted? You refuse my

invitations to dine. You hide your

honeyed buds behind these sallow robes.

(OVER) More lightning and ever more deafening THUNDER.

WOODRUE:

Ah, but there's romance in the air

tonight. Perhaps a moonlit stroll in

the jungle. And then, later, in the

dark, we can share everything.

Woodrue has her up against the wall, his twitching lips

only inches from hers. Pam winces, manages to step away.

(OVER) another SCREAM.

PAMELA:

You have to tell me what you're

doing with my Venom.

WOODRUE:

(nasty)

You must show me your secrets,

blossom, before I show you mine.

120Pam watches him leave. As the door to the Gilgamesh wing

swings closed, Pam kicks her fallen recorder, the metal

cylinder rolling between door and jamb, keeping the

entrance from sealing.

121INT. LABS - GILGAMESH SECTION - WALKING

Pam steals through the crumbling hallway of the abandoned

prison following the SCREAMS (OVER) as they grow ever

LOUDER.

122INT. LABS - GILGAMESH CHAMBER

Banks of flashing SuperCrays. A gurney is surrounded by

SPARKING and HUMMING equipment. Frankestein meets

Frankenstien.

Woodrue emerges from the shadows, a portable phone in

hand.

WOODRUE:

Ladies and gentlemen of the

un-United Nations.

(into the phone)

And our mystery bidder.

123Pull BACK TO REVEAL

A small bridge arcs over the room. AN AMERICAN GENERAL,

A RUSSIAN COMMISSAR, A SHEIK, and A DICTATOR all watch on

from above.

WOODRUE:

I give you the future of military

conquest.

A scrawny PRISONER in a too-large tank suit is dragged

into the room by several gun-toting CAPOS and shackled to

the gurney. His bald skull is adorned with three

surgically implanted ducts.

WOODRUE:

May I present Antonio Diego, serial

murderer serving life in prison and

sole surviving volunteer.

Diego SPITS.

WOODRUE:

And what a charmer he is.

124WIDER. Pam slips in, unseen, hides behind a stack of

circuit boxes, watching on as Woodrue lifts the jar of

milky Venom.

WOODRUE:

The super solder serum, code named

Venom, patent pending of course.

Woodrue pours the venom into a high-tech injector pack

strapped to the back of the gurney. He lifts an open-front

black and white mask attached by snaking tubes to the

injector pack.

WOODRUE:

Notice the hassle free zipper.

He pulls the oversized mask over Diego's head, tubes fitting

into the ducts in his skull, zips the fabric closed over his

face.

WOODRUE:

(lifts a remote)

Time to scream.

He hits a control stud on the remote. The injector pack

begins PUMPING the milky Venom into Diego's skull. Diego

SCREAMS.

125Something strange happens to the prisoner. His chest

begins to enlarge. His neck becomes thick. his forearms grow.

WOODRUE:

Behold, the ideal killing machine. I

call this little number...Bane. Bane

of humanity. Imagine it, your own

personal army made up of thousands

of these super soldiers. Bidding

begins at a mere 10 million.

Woodrue ups the Venom flow. Impossibly the prisoner grows

larger. Arm and leg shackles SNAP. Bane lurches for the

Venom pump, SMASHING consoles, SPARKING components raining

down around Pam.

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