SELENA Get in.
BRUCE As you surmised I get tired of Crest Hill.
I amuse myself by slumming with the unwashed.
-Do your downtown escapades usually end with excessive bleeding?
The belt and gloves must go immediately.
Any of the Bat accoutrement.
They'll have the entire area cordoned off.
Homes, carriages searched. It wouldn't do to have them find your
stage-wear.
MAN Halt!
Halt, I say!
Open up.
Open up in the name of the law!
-Is there a problem, officer?
-Uh
No, Mister Wayne.
We've just been, uh
You should head home.
Dangerous characters on the streets tonight.
-Duly noted.
Anything else, gentlemen?
-Uh, no. Excuse me, sir.
And madam.
Have a wonderful night.
Lucky bugger.
-You were very convincing.
-I'm an actress darling. Didn't you know?
Didn't you know I'm the toast of Gotham.
You on the other hand would never make it out of the chorus.
You must commit completely to the role.
-And how exactly do I do that, Miska.?
-Repetition.
You must practise
practise
practise.
GORDON I want another squad moving into Cape Carmine, and then—
-Commissioner!
We found something, sir!
The boys just found her.
-Show me.
Well, I guess it's true when they say
practice makes perfect—
I had these brought up.
I have a rather large wardrobe.
The entire production is mine, you know?
I'm not just another pretty face.
I feel a perfect fool for not realizing your secret earlier.
When you first kissed my hand backstage
I felt the callus on your palm and thought
'This man's got the hands of a trapeze artist'.
-I saw the circus and the acrobatic dismount you used in your show.
And then of course in your fighting style and the whip.
Expert lion tamer.
-I grew up with those cats.
Looked after them, loved them
Papa hated them.
He wasn't a kind man to them or to me.
He was always threatening to shoot them, and I believed him
One day he tried to, but someone had taken the bullets out of his gun
-And now you look after all the strays in Skinner's end.
-Someone has to. They don't have anyone else to protect them.
Until now.
Until the Batman.
Does he have a story?
-Selina
-Oh, your parents.
Are you making them pay?
The criminals?
-I was, but it'd never be enough.
They couldn't ever pay enough.
Could they?
They're here.
-Police! Put your hands in the air!
-What's the meaning of this?
-Oh, a thousand pardons, Mrs Kyle
for disturbing the sanctity of a lady's bedchamber.
-What do you want, Bullock?
-Bruce Wayne, you are under arrest for the murder of one Marleen Mahoney.
-Who?
-Well, is that how it now?
You've killed so many you don't even know their names.
Think hard, Wayne. Maybe you'll remember. You'll have a long time to think about it.
-Bruce, it'll be alright.
I'll contact Harvey. He'll clear this all up.
-I wouldn't be counting on Mr. D—