Batman vs. Two-Face Page #3

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still best friends after all these years?

Oh! It's enough to give

a girl the vapors.

Anyway, it's time I confessed to

the other reason for my visit.

Go on.

There is a charity

that's dear to my heart,

the Society for Underprivileged

Fraternal Twins.

A worthy cause.

The stigma of being the

less-attractive twin

is a heavy burden no one

should have to bear.

Of course I'll do it.

Marvelous. I've already found the venue.

The newly refurbished Winning Pair Casino.

It'll be great fun.

It's the Bat-phone, sir.

If you'll excuse us, Harv. Dick and I

are due at our weekly badminton lesson.

Holy... Gosh, yes, you're right.

Of course, Bruce.

I'll be in touch.

Pigs in a blanket, Mr. Dent?

Yes, Commissioner?

Batman, an odd package has arrived at

my office, explicitly addressed to you.

Curious. We'll be right there.

To the Batcave!

- It's a book.

- A world atlas to be precise.

CHIEF O'HARA:
Saints alive!

Looks like it's been eaten away by bugs.

Correction, Chief, worms.

Holy plagiarism!

It can only be from that

master of a thousand stolen plots.

- The Bookworm.

- Indeed.

Come, Robin, we have some reading

to catch up on.

Why would Bookworm

give us a world atlas?

Despite its poor condition,

I was able to detect

several pages were missing.

Pages of different world capitals.

I'm still stumped, Batman.

Think. Longitudes and latitudes.

ROBIN:
Holy overdue book! Of course!

He's using longitudes and latitudes

to correspond to

the library's classification method.

The Dewey Decimal System.

Now you've got it, old chum.

Based on my encyclopedic knowledge

of the card catalog,

those numbers correspond to rare editions

of The Strange Case

of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde,

The Man in the Iron Mask,

and A Tale of Two Cities.

Holy English Lit!

And they're housed in the Rare

Editions wing of this library.

Shh!

(SOFTLY) Sorry.

(SOFTLY) Quickly, to the

Rare Editions wing.

(BEEPING)

(THUDS)

BOOKWORM:
Soon, the priceless

leather-bound beauties

contained within will be mine.

Their exotic bindings

will make a stunning cape

to add to my eclectic ensemble.

(GASPS)

Surrender, Bookworm!

You larcenous literatus!

Oh, Batman, dear, sweet,

insufferable Batman.

You didn't think I'd come here

without protection, did you?

Worms, attack!

Wait, aren't you

forgetting something?

Glasses!

(WORMS GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

Shh!

(GRUNTS)

Shh!

(ALL GROANING)

WOMAN:
Shh!

All right, men!

Round up these four-eyed felons!

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

Ooh.

(CLATTERS)

Curse you, Batman. My glasses.

They're broken.

Since Bookworm can't see, Chief,

you'll have to read him his rights.

Good thing Batman was able to

piece together your little clue.

Otherwise you might have

gotten away with it.

"Clue?" What clue?

Batman, look!

The rare books, they're gone.

No doubt stolen while we were

distracted with the fight.

To the Batmobile!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

ROBIN:
It's odd, Batman.

Bookworm knew nothing about the clue

that was sent to Commissioner Gordon.

Which is why I suspect

someone wanted us to catch 'em.

You mean there's another

fiendish force behind these crimes?

But who?

Think, Robin. What common theme

do the stolen books all share?

Hmm.

They were all stories

featuring themes of duality.

I see Tut's crimes, though Egyptian

themed, also focused on the number two.

The biplane, the double-decker bus.

The number two?

A double-cross.

- All signs pointing to...

- Two-Face.

But we just saw Harvey. He's been

fully rehabilitated inside and out.

There's only one way

to know for sure.

Let's head to Two-Face's

last known hideout.

The abandoned sign

factory on Gemini Drive.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

TWO-FACE:
Quite a haul, eh, boys?

Enough to finance my

special plans for Gotham.

Now, we need to

abandon this hideout.

No doubt the Tiresome Twosome

have realized I've returned.

And will be here soon.

- But, boss...

- Get the lead out,

- or I'll put the lead in.

- (GUNS COCK)

Holy hideousity, Batman!

It is Two-Face.

But how is that possible?

It shouldn't be.

Scarred side up.

Get them, boys.

(BOTH GRUNT)

(BOTH GROAN)

(GRUNTS)

- (STRAINING)

- My arms are pinned, Batman.

TWO-FACE:
I'm afraid you're

outnumbered, Batman.

(LAUGHING)

Nighty-night, Bird Boy.

What's the matter with you, boss?

The coin decides their fate.

Tough luck, boys.

Batman and Robin will live.

For now.

Boss, are you nuts?

We owe it to every crime-abiding crook

in town to crush the Caped Coppers.

It's the ethical thing to do.

Shut up, or else

the coin decides your fates, too.

Grab the loot.

Think twice before you try to

thwart my plans again, Batman.

Let's scram.

(LAUGHING)

(STRAINING)

(METAL CREAKING)

It seems Harvey is

back to his old tricks.

Yes, it looks bad.

But as District Attorney,

Harvey's made a lot of enemies.

I wouldn't put it past any of them

to try and ruin his reputation.

Gosh, you really believe

that's the case?

BATMAN:
I pray it is, old chum.

I pray that it is.

(GASPS)

Batman, look.

His face is normal.

Batman, to what do I owe

this unexpected visit?

Apologies, Mr. Dent.

But we've discovered

there's a mastermind

behind King Tut's and Bookworm's

latest crime sprees.

The audacity.

There's more.

The fallacious fiend's

assumed the guise

of your former criminal

alter-ego, Two-Face.

Where were you within

the last two hours?

I've been here all night, Boy Wonder.

Surely you don't think

I'm involved in this?

Why, it's positively

beyond the pale.

Excuse Robin's

over-zealousness, Mr. Dent,

but we can't rule anyone

out at this point.

Of course, Batman.

You'll receive my full cooperation.

I've worked so hard to

rebuild my reputation.

What kind of a twisted monster

would do such a thing?

I won't rest until we get

to the bottom of this.

I've total confidence

in you, Caped Crusader.

And I quiver with anticipation

at the thought of putting

this imposter behind bars.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to finalize plans for

my charity bachelor auction.

Perhaps you've heard about it

from our mutual friend Bruce Wayne?

I'm afraid my friendship with Mr. Wayne

doesn't extend to charity functions.

Good night, Mr. Dent.

It just doesn't add up, Batman.

Harvey has to be involved

with Two-Face somehow.

The crime fighter's crusade

not tempered by loyalty and faith

is hollow at best.

Harvey Dent has been

a loyal friend.

Therefore, I must

have faith in him.

For now.

It's me.

I can't go on like this.

I insist you stop

this madness at once.

TWO-FACE:
(ON PHONE) Look, pretty boy.

We had a deal, remember?

I frame the super crooks

and used their stolen loot

to finance my criminal coup

while you convict them and reclaim your

sterling reputation as DA of Gotham City.

You've done all right for yourself,

haven't you?

Maybe, but the Masked

Manhunter is no fool.

Before long, he'll be on to us.

By the time Batman discovers

our secret, I will know his.

Once that happens, the Dynamic

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