Post by Mad Dog on Jul 14, 2015 18:38:01 GMT
((Penguin’s second in command walks in))
Number 2: We have confirmation
Penguin: So the rumor is true.
Number 2: Well rumor is the Bat-man has been making the Big Man squirm, along with some possible in-fighting.
Black Mask: In-Fighting?
Number 2: Yes, some friends at the GCPD just received intriguing evidence in a homicide investigation.
Black Mask: What is it?
Number 2: The Red Hoods mask.
Black Mask: Hmm..maybe a cop offed him.
Number 2: I don't think that's very likely sir. And if they did I think we would know.
Black Mask: Even if it is just a rumor, this could be an opportunity to make a major powerplay. Call the assassin.
Number 2: Sir, trying to take out the Big Man or any of his associates could be very dangerous.
Black Mask: We aren't going after them, we are going to do something the Big Man can't. We are going to kill the Bat-man.
(ALARM BEEPING)
Alfred: Master Wayne, it's time to get up.
Bruce: Uhh...Bats are nocturnal.
Alfred: Yes, but Bruce Wayne is not. You have a very busy schedule.
Bruce: Fine, what's on the docket today?
Alfred: Let's see you have a board meeting at noon, a meeting with Mr. Fox at 3, and a charity ball at 6. Remember to be ready because we got to pick up Ms, Kyle first.
Bruce: Did you send the dresses?
Alfred: Per your request Master Wayne.
Bruce: *low sigh*
Alfred: What's wrong Master Wayne?
Bruce: That man last night, I can't stop thinking about what I could have done....What I caused.
Alfred: With all due respect Master Wayne, sometimes things happen that even the great Batman can't stop. But thanks to Batman...a lot more people are safe.
(pause)
Your parents would be proud.
(pause)
Now let's get ready for that meeting Master Wayne.
(To Black Mask annex with Deathstroke walking in.)
Deathstroke: Why is it that you called me?
Black Mask: Some of our boys have been complaining about a masked vigilante.
Deathstroke: Any details?
Number 2: Well...we don't know much about him, except people are calling him a Bat-Man.
Deathstroke: (ponders) Alright I'll take care of him. As a down payment I will require one of your warehouses on Cape Carmine. We will talk about the rest of the payment later.
Black Mask: Where do you get off charging that much!
Deathstroke: That is what happens when you are so obviously desperate. You clearly fear this vigilante or you would take care of it yourself. So you will pay what I ask, or you can deal with him.
Black Mask: What guarantee do we have to finish the job?
Deathstroke: None. The bottom line is you will not tell anyone if I do not complete it, because you fear me.
Black Mask: How dare...
Deathstroke: Don't worry, the amount of the final payment, will be more than motivation for me to finish this job.
Black Mask: How can I trust you?
Deathstroke: You have no choice. Now do we have a deal?
Black Mask: (low growl) Fine. Just one thing, what do you even want with a warehouse anyway?
Deathstroke: That is none of your concern.
(Deathstroke leaves and it fades to Bruce)
Mr. Fox:...That now concludes the meeting...Mr. Wayne you wanted to speak with me.
(walks down to an armory).
Mr. Fox: I must admit your request was quite...interesting, but we have developed something that should save you some bus money.
Bruce: What's the speed?
Mr. Fox: Should be faster than the bus.
Bruce: (In a joking tone) seriously.
Mr. Fox: We couldn't add all the armor you wanted just yet, so we focused on speed and stealth. This thing has a top speed of a 150 miles an hour, and it doesn't make a sound.
Bruce: Not very impressive.
Mr. Fox: Well I haven't showed you the jets.
Bruce: That's more like it.
Mr. Fox: Yes, we used the same technology from some bridging vehicles we were developing for the government. You hit the throttle, and this thing will go upwards of 200 miles an hour. We also took the time to sure up the maneuverability of the vehicle. This thing will turn and stop on a dime.
Bruce: Very impressive.
Mr. Fox: And we did add the remote function per your request.
Bruce: Well at least Alfred won't have to pick me up anymore.
Mr. Fox: Want to take a look?
Bruce: Yeah. For a second there I thought you were wasting my time.
Mr. Fox: Oh..I wouldn't do that Mr. Wayne.
(They arrive at the Batmobile)
Bruce: Is it ready?
Mr. Fox: Oh it's ready.
Bruce: Can I test drive it?
Mr. Fox: Mr. Wayne, don't you have a fundraiser to get ready for.
Bruce: Alfred told you to remind me didn't he?
Mr. Fox: Gave me a free ticket to the fundraiser to do it.
Bruce: (small sigh of laughter) Oh...can you paint it black?
(fade to fundraiser)
Speaker: Welcome to the Wayne Enterprises fundraiser to support Gotham University research facilities. So let's give a round of applause to our host Mr. Bruce Wayne.
(crowd claps)
Speaker: Now enjoy the rest of the party.
(Goes to Bruce and Selena)
Doctor: Hello Bruce.
Bruce: Hello Doctor...
Doctor: Dr. James MacCrimmon, and this is?
Bruce: This is my date Selena Kyle.
Doctor: Ah, pleasure to meet you.
(Pamela and Harleen show up).
Doctor: Oh, I'd like you to meet two of our finest graduates Dr. Quinzel and Dr. Isley.
Bruce: Nice to meet you.
Doctor: Dr. Quinzel was mentored by Dr. Thompkins, now she's about to start a full time internship at the reopened Arkham Asylum.
Bruce: Congratulations.
Harleen: Thank you Mr. Wayne.
Doctor: And we decided to bring Dr. Isley on staff with us after graduation. She's working in our botanical research facility, and all of our professors can't stop raving about her.
Bruce: I actually read your research paper on biologically engineered plants, the research was very impressive and fascinating.
Pamela: Hmm...looks and brains (looks at Selena) I guess you lucked out.
(Low beeping of Bruce's phone)
Bruce: Oh...excuse me I have to take this.
(leaves)
Selena: (sarcastically) Yeah, I hit the jackpot.
Doctor: I gotta go greet the other guests. Pleasure meeting you Selena.
(Doctor leaves, leaving the three girls by themselves.)
(Fade to a Foyer where Bruce takes the call).
Bruce: What is it Alfred?
Alfred: Bat-signal is in the air sir. I have already sent the Batmobile. Your suit should be in there as well.
Bruce: *sigh* Alright, I'll be right on it.
Alfred: Should I send a vehicle for Ms. Kyle?
Bruce: No, let her enjoy the party, I shouldn't be long.
(Bruce heads outside to where the Batmobile has pulled up, as he discreetly enters The Batmobile drives away.
We then fade to Batman arriving at the top of Police headquarters with a figure popping up out of the shadows).
Deathstroke: That was surprisingly easy. What? Expecting someone else?
Batman: Who are you?
Deathstroke: Many things, but right now...the man who will kill the Bat-man.
*To Be Continued*
Number 2: We have confirmation
Penguin: So the rumor is true.
Number 2: Well rumor is the Bat-man has been making the Big Man squirm, along with some possible in-fighting.
Black Mask: In-Fighting?
Number 2: Yes, some friends at the GCPD just received intriguing evidence in a homicide investigation.
Black Mask: What is it?
Number 2: The Red Hoods mask.
Black Mask: Hmm..maybe a cop offed him.
Number 2: I don't think that's very likely sir. And if they did I think we would know.
Black Mask: Even if it is just a rumor, this could be an opportunity to make a major powerplay. Call the assassin.
Number 2: Sir, trying to take out the Big Man or any of his associates could be very dangerous.
Black Mask: We aren't going after them, we are going to do something the Big Man can't. We are going to kill the Bat-man.
(ALARM BEEPING)
Alfred: Master Wayne, it's time to get up.
Bruce: Uhh...Bats are nocturnal.
Alfred: Yes, but Bruce Wayne is not. You have a very busy schedule.
Bruce: Fine, what's on the docket today?
Alfred: Let's see you have a board meeting at noon, a meeting with Mr. Fox at 3, and a charity ball at 6. Remember to be ready because we got to pick up Ms, Kyle first.
Bruce: Did you send the dresses?
Alfred: Per your request Master Wayne.
Bruce: *low sigh*
Alfred: What's wrong Master Wayne?
Bruce: That man last night, I can't stop thinking about what I could have done....What I caused.
Alfred: With all due respect Master Wayne, sometimes things happen that even the great Batman can't stop. But thanks to Batman...a lot more people are safe.
(pause)
Your parents would be proud.
(pause)
Now let's get ready for that meeting Master Wayne.
(To Black Mask annex with Deathstroke walking in.)
Deathstroke: Why is it that you called me?
Black Mask: Some of our boys have been complaining about a masked vigilante.
Deathstroke: Any details?
Number 2: Well...we don't know much about him, except people are calling him a Bat-Man.
Deathstroke: (ponders) Alright I'll take care of him. As a down payment I will require one of your warehouses on Cape Carmine. We will talk about the rest of the payment later.
Black Mask: Where do you get off charging that much!
Deathstroke: That is what happens when you are so obviously desperate. You clearly fear this vigilante or you would take care of it yourself. So you will pay what I ask, or you can deal with him.
Black Mask: What guarantee do we have to finish the job?
Deathstroke: None. The bottom line is you will not tell anyone if I do not complete it, because you fear me.
Black Mask: How dare...
Deathstroke: Don't worry, the amount of the final payment, will be more than motivation for me to finish this job.
Black Mask: How can I trust you?
Deathstroke: You have no choice. Now do we have a deal?
Black Mask: (low growl) Fine. Just one thing, what do you even want with a warehouse anyway?
Deathstroke: That is none of your concern.
(Deathstroke leaves and it fades to Bruce)
Mr. Fox:...That now concludes the meeting...Mr. Wayne you wanted to speak with me.
(walks down to an armory).
Mr. Fox: I must admit your request was quite...interesting, but we have developed something that should save you some bus money.
Bruce: What's the speed?
Mr. Fox: Should be faster than the bus.
Bruce: (In a joking tone) seriously.
Mr. Fox: We couldn't add all the armor you wanted just yet, so we focused on speed and stealth. This thing has a top speed of a 150 miles an hour, and it doesn't make a sound.
Bruce: Not very impressive.
Mr. Fox: Well I haven't showed you the jets.
Bruce: That's more like it.
Mr. Fox: Yes, we used the same technology from some bridging vehicles we were developing for the government. You hit the throttle, and this thing will go upwards of 200 miles an hour. We also took the time to sure up the maneuverability of the vehicle. This thing will turn and stop on a dime.
Bruce: Very impressive.
Mr. Fox: And we did add the remote function per your request.
Bruce: Well at least Alfred won't have to pick me up anymore.
Mr. Fox: Want to take a look?
Bruce: Yeah. For a second there I thought you were wasting my time.
Mr. Fox: Oh..I wouldn't do that Mr. Wayne.
(They arrive at the Batmobile)
Bruce: Is it ready?
Mr. Fox: Oh it's ready.
Bruce: Can I test drive it?
Mr. Fox: Mr. Wayne, don't you have a fundraiser to get ready for.
Bruce: Alfred told you to remind me didn't he?
Mr. Fox: Gave me a free ticket to the fundraiser to do it.
Bruce: (small sigh of laughter) Oh...can you paint it black?
(fade to fundraiser)
Speaker: Welcome to the Wayne Enterprises fundraiser to support Gotham University research facilities. So let's give a round of applause to our host Mr. Bruce Wayne.
(crowd claps)
Speaker: Now enjoy the rest of the party.
(Goes to Bruce and Selena)
Doctor: Hello Bruce.
Bruce: Hello Doctor...
Doctor: Dr. James MacCrimmon, and this is?
Bruce: This is my date Selena Kyle.
Doctor: Ah, pleasure to meet you.
(Pamela and Harleen show up).
Doctor: Oh, I'd like you to meet two of our finest graduates Dr. Quinzel and Dr. Isley.
Bruce: Nice to meet you.
Doctor: Dr. Quinzel was mentored by Dr. Thompkins, now she's about to start a full time internship at the reopened Arkham Asylum.
Bruce: Congratulations.
Harleen: Thank you Mr. Wayne.
Doctor: And we decided to bring Dr. Isley on staff with us after graduation. She's working in our botanical research facility, and all of our professors can't stop raving about her.
Bruce: I actually read your research paper on biologically engineered plants, the research was very impressive and fascinating.
Pamela: Hmm...looks and brains (looks at Selena) I guess you lucked out.
(Low beeping of Bruce's phone)
Bruce: Oh...excuse me I have to take this.
(leaves)
Selena: (sarcastically) Yeah, I hit the jackpot.
Doctor: I gotta go greet the other guests. Pleasure meeting you Selena.
(Doctor leaves, leaving the three girls by themselves.)
(Fade to a Foyer where Bruce takes the call).
Bruce: What is it Alfred?
Alfred: Bat-signal is in the air sir. I have already sent the Batmobile. Your suit should be in there as well.
Bruce: *sigh* Alright, I'll be right on it.
Alfred: Should I send a vehicle for Ms. Kyle?
Bruce: No, let her enjoy the party, I shouldn't be long.
(Bruce heads outside to where the Batmobile has pulled up, as he discreetly enters The Batmobile drives away.
We then fade to Batman arriving at the top of Police headquarters with a figure popping up out of the shadows).
Deathstroke: That was surprisingly easy. What? Expecting someone else?
Batman: Who are you?
Deathstroke: Many things, but right now...the man who will kill the Bat-man.
*To Be Continued*