Lego DC Comics Superheroes: Justice League - Gotham City Breakout Page #2

Aw.

Positive reinforcement?

Self-esteem building?

We talked about this.

Robin, I think what Batman is saying is that

he can't trust Gotham City to an outsider.

You know this town

and need to look out for Superman.

Isn't that right, Batman?

Sure.

Okay, Batman. Gotcha.

Keep the Big Blue Boy Scout

out of trouble.

(CHUCKLES) Indeed.

Hey, are you still here?

Because Robin and I really need

to get on with our duties. Right, pally?

Right, Superman!

So long! Farewell! Happy travels!

Ready to patrol the city, Superman?

I can show you where all the

most dangerous criminals like to lurk.

No, Robin, I'm afraid your first duty

tonight is to complete your homework!

- But...

- Uh-uh-uh.

Butts are for sittin'. Not for sassin'.

'Least that's what my ma used to say.

Never understood it. Let's go, youngster.

(GROANS)

You might as well send me to jail.

(CELL DOORS OPENING AND CLOSING)

We kept your old cell warm for ya, Harley.

Hey, for a girl who likes to play jokes,

why is it that Batman always gets

the last laugh? (CHUCKLES)

Ha! See what you did there. Good one.

Ha. Everyone's a comedian.

Hey, Mr. J! I'm home! Whoo!

(BLOWS RASPBERRY)

Huh?

Ooh. What's this?

Looks like the Bats

are leaving the belfry!

Well, while the Bats are away,

the Joker will play!

(CACKLING)

(COP CLEARS THROAT)

That's really not very funny.

No, it's not even a clever twist on

the popular idiom involving cats and mice.

- (SCOFFS) Agreed.

- (HARLEY CALLING)

Everyone's a critic.

It's you and me now, Spoony.

I liberated you from the kitchen.

Time to return the favor. Can you do it?

Sure thing, loser!

Oh, Spoony, you're the greatest.

(CACKLING MANIACALLY)

BATGIRL:
We're going on vacation!

We're going on vacation!

(RAPPING ON GLASS)

We're on vacation!

Admit it, this was the best idea ever!

Yes, and it's been quite refreshing.

Time to head back to Gotham.

Oh, relax, Batman,

you're going to have a great time.

You'll never guess

what we've got lined up for you.

Based on your excessive sentimentality,

I theorize that you are taking me

on a trip down memory lane,

retracing my formative steps

with the various mentors

who helped me to become the Batman.

Ha! Wrong! We're taking you on

a trip down memory lane!

Retracing your formative steps

with the various mentors who... Gah!

Don't be too hard on yourself,

former Boy Wonder.

The only possible destination

in this part of the world

is this tiny uncharted atoll,

the home of my old instructor,

the venerable Madame Mantis.

We've been exchanging emails

with Madame Mantis for weeks now.

She seems like such a sweet old lady.

You're her all-time favorite student.

I just knew you'd want to see her.

"Sweet old lady"?

What did she teach you, Bats?

- Table manners and etiquette?

- Ow!

I think you could do with a lesson

in manners, sonny.

Hey! Where'd you come from?

I didn't hear you...

- Pointing?

- Ah! Ooh! Ahhh! Ow!

Uncle! Uncle!

I couldn't help but hear you

clomping around, bird boy.

Madame Mantis.

Please forgive the brash rudeness

of my former apprentice.

His youth leads him to foolishness.

He is no more brash or foolhardy

than you were, my former student.

I welcome you back

with gladness in my heart, Batface.

"Batface"?

Madame Mantis, it is so good to... Ow!

You lowered your eyes during your bow.

Your easy life in Gotham City

has made you soft!

Forgive me, sensei.

"Forgive me"?

Madame Mantis, this is Batgirl.

Hi, we met online.

And you've already hit...

Uh, met Nightwing.

Allow me to demonstrate to these

young ones the art of hospitality.

May I offer you some refreshing tea

after your long journey?

No, no, no. We're fine.

We had some on the plane. Really...

Why that sounds just lovely,

Madame Mantis.

Tea? Now that's more like it.

I would love some nice, hot... Tea!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Please, Madame Mantis!

On second thought,

I'm more of a coffee person.

You want one lump or two?

(CACKLING MANIACALLY)

- Ow!

- (GRUNTS)

You must be the space between the teacups.

Madame Mantis'

unconventional teaching methods

instill absolute situational awareness

at all times.

You're telling me?

And I thought you were a tough teacher.

I did my best,

but my training doesn't hold a candle

to the instruction I received here.

You wallow in nostalgia, Batface.

Nostalgia is the path

a fool walks to a pity party.

And a pity party is nothing but

a stuffed bird in a cage with no door.

Or is it?

Yes. I see...

Wait, what? What are you trying

to teach me, Madame Mantis?

Only this,

a man who does not expect a surprise

attack in the middle of hearing wisdom

is like a worm who... (YELLS CRY)

And you wonder why

I never come to class reunions.

Come now, student.

It will be just like old times.

That's what I'm afraid of.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Go get her, Batman!

- Ow!

- (BATGIRL LAUGHS)

Ow!

No giggling.

You have kept much of the skill

you learned here,

but you still lack

the ability to defeat me.

Hmm.

(GRUNTS)

For your final test,

you must attack without mercy!

Never!

Either you destroy me or I destroy you!

(YELLS)

Madame Mantis, stop this madness!

The only way to stop anything

is for you to use the forbidden move!

(GASPS)

"Forbidden move"?

Nightwing, what is that?

What's the "forbidden move"?

I'm not completely sure,

but I think it's some kind of move that,

for reasons unknown,

has been completely forbidden.

Thanks.

It is the only way

to save yourself, Batface.

No, stay back. This is my fight.

And it's about to end.

Ooh! Batface is finally ready to fight!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

Do it! Finish me

and your training will be complete.

(GASPS) Batman, you can't!

No!

Whoa! Madame Mantis is really a man?

A very, very, very, ugly man.

"Man"? Hardly!

It just so happens that I am a Trogowog,

and I'll thank you not to forget it.

Obviously, I immediately knew

from your clumsy attack

that you couldn't be

the real Madame Mantis.

But I played along to find out

what you were up to.

But who are you?

And why did you impersonate

Batman's old master?

(GRUNTS) I shan't tell you.

I am an enigma wrapped in a riddle

wrapped in a stifling old woman costume.

(GROWLS)

What do your powers of deduction

tell you, Batman?

I know only that he's working for a

highly-trained and well-equipped mercenary.

How can you possibly know that?

From the hi-tech smoke bomb

that just landed at our feet.

- Uh-oh.

- (ALL EXCLAIM)

Look!

Just as I suspected. Deathstroke.

Deathstroke? Here?

Isn't he some kind of mercenary?

Uh, yeah. He's only the most

deadly mercenary in the world.

Disguised killers. Deadly mercenaries.

I never thought I'd be homesick

for the peace and quiet of Gotham City.

We mustn't lose them.

They're our only hope

of finding the real Madame Mantis.

Less talk. More Bat-pursuit.

I guess I have time to brew

a fresh pot of coffee before he gets here.

My goodness, Batman,

that was faster than...

You must be Commissioner Gordon.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes