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ALFRED After your father's...demise, Mr. Tiptree came to the house and asked if he could have it.As a keepsake.I saw no harm... (shrugging) That was thirty years ago.
BRUCE Wait a minute.Mr. Tiptree?
ALFRED George Tiptree.Your friend Elliott's father.
BRUCE What are you looking for -- Batarangs?
TIPTREE Bruce!Come on up. (to the COPS) I want to talk to Mr. Wayne alone.
BRUCE I brought you a Christmas present.Sorry about the wrapping -- the police made me open it.
TIPTREE ...I'm afraid I don't have anything for you.
BRUCE I think you may have something that belonged to my father.
TIPTREE -- You know? TIPTREE (cont.) It'll all be over tomorrow.One way or another, it'll all be over. (looking up; despondent) I've decided, Bruce.I'm gonna give him the last two ravens.He's already got the others.
BRUCE What are you talking about?Who?
TIPTREE Batman.I don't know how he found out, but --
BRUCE It's time you told me what's going on here.
TIPTREE Didn't you ever wonder where it came from, Bruce?All the privilege, all the power ...all the money? (beat) The ravens are a...a kind of map, Bruce. The key to an incredibly vast fortune.
BRUCE Whose fortune?
TIPTREE Gotham City's. The cobblestone streets of 19th-Century Gotham.A massive EXPLOSION blows open one wall of a municipal building, and total CHAOS erupts: fires starting, BYSTANDERS screaming, POLICE rushing to the scene...
TIPTREE In 1880 the Gotham City Treasury was looted.It was a fantastic operation -- perfect military precision.The robbers made off with milllons in gold and silver bullion... FLASHBACK - PROCESSED FOOTAGE (MOS)
TIPTREE (V.O.) The city was going under.Bankrupt... until five rich men stepped in to bail it out.In exchange they took the land rights, the mineral rights, the service contracts --
BRUCE The Five Families.
TIPTREE Our ancestors.They bought Gotham City -- carved it up and ran it into the ground. In five years they were rich beyond imagining. (pause) We've just been following in their footsteps.And in all this time no one's ever suspected --
BRUCE -- that they were the ones behind the robbery? The FIVE PATRIARCHS in front of a roaring fireplace at Wayne Manor, raising a celebratory toast.CAMERA PANS OVER to a nearby table; on it rest FIVE RAVEN STATUETTES.
TIPTREE (O.S.) They had five ravens made.Five ravens which -- combined -- would reveal the location of the treasure they'd stolen. (beat) But they never touched it.They never needed to.It's still there to this day.
TIPTREE The ravens, and the secret -- have been passed down through generations.Father to son... (shaking his head) Your father -- died before he could tell you.
BRUCE So they stole his piece of the puzzle.
TIPTREE Yeah.I've got it, Bruce, and I'm going to hand it over.He's right, you know. We've all been feeding -- feeding on the soul of Gotham... BRUCE (cont.) I don't believe you, Elliott.My father was a decent man -- an honorable man.He would never have taken part in a scheme like this.
TIPTREE It wasn't his doing, Bruce.It was --
BRUCE That doesn't matter.If he knew that his fortune was based on a crime -- a crime against the city... (violently) Reputation or not, he would've tried to --
TIPTREE Christ, Bruce!Do you want me to spell it out for you?!? TIPTREE (cont.) He was a decent man.He was an honorable man.That's why they had him killed.
TIPTREE They killed him...to protect their secret ...and now the bill's come due.Now the bill's come due.
VICKI I feel so awful for him, Alfred.There must be something we can do.
ALFRED I realized long ago -- that there are places in Mr. Wayne's heart which no one will ever penetrate --or share. (pause) He loves you, Miss Vale.But in certain ways he will always be alone.
BRUCE (O.S.) ...Thanks for the testimonial.
BRUCE Tiptree's planning some kind of rendezvous with 'Batman.'I think Batman ought to be there when it happens.
ALFRED I see, sir.When shall we expect you back?
BRUCE Get your cap.You're driving. It's late, and the house is dark as TIPTREE treeds silently downstairs carrying an OVERSIZED SUITCASE.The lights are on in the kitchen, where the COPS are playing poker and watching TV. CHRISTMAS TREE LIGHTS twinkle in the darkness.TIPTREE kneels beside the tree and digs around among the packages.He pulls out an OBLONG GIFT BOX with a tag addressed "TO DADDY -- FROM SANTA."
STAKEOUT COP I Shit -- that's Tiptree!!
COP Mr. Tiptree!What the hell are you --
BRUCE According to this, he's directly below us.
ALFRED The subway, sir?
BRUCE Yeah.Take a right. It's slightly more crowded here in the hub of Gotham.TIPTREE emerges onto the platform and spies a squad of TRANSIT COPS thirty or forty feet away -- speaking into WALKIE-TALKIES as they scan the crowd.
MYNAH FOLLOW ME.AWWWKK!FOLLOW ME.
MYNAH (O.S.) FOLLOW ME.AWWWKK!
BRUCE He's slowed down.Looks like he's under the park.
ALFRED How do you propose to get down there, sir? We can't have Batman strolling up to buy a token.
BRUCE I know another way in. (beat) Step on it.They're down there waiting for him.
MYNAH AWWRRK!FOLLOW ME.
VOICE STOP THERE.
TIPTREE I've cooperated.I've done everything you said.
PENGUIN Open the case.
TIPTREE The other one is Bruce Wayne's. (trembling) He doesn't know anything about this. You've got what you want.There's no need to --
PENGUIN Thank you, Mr. Tiptree.You may go.
TIPTREE My family.You won't --
PENGUIN We'll certainly take your unexpected generosity into consideration.
TIPTREE We -- ?!? (shielding his eyes) You're not Batman.
PENGUIN No.I'm his brother-in-law -- Birdman. Now move out. TIPTREE marches slowly down the tracks, TOWARD CAMERA, silhouetted in the flashlight beam.The beam SHIFTS SLIGHTLY as the Penguin moves toward the suitcase and sets the light down --
CATWOMAN That idiot.Another six feet --
PENGUIN So sorry to spoil your fun.-- He brought two ravens.We've got a complete set!
CATWOMAN What??
PENGUIN Yeah!They're in the suitcase --
CATWOMAN GIVE ME A HAND! ...and when it does, they see DICK -- the boy vigilante -- standing on the inner track directly across from them. HOLDING THE SUITCASE.The kid takes off like a shot.The CATWOMAN and the PENGUIN exchange quick looks of utter disbelief -- and BOLT AFTER DICK. The bulky suitcase is slowing his progress.He looks back over his shoulder; although the stubby-legged PENGUIN has fallen well behind, the CATWOMAN is gaining fast. PAGE 101 MISSING FROM HARD COPY
CATWOMAN God.Did you see him? Isn't he hot?
PENGUIN Haven't you got anything else to think about? (mopping sweat from his brow) I'm hot.That was exhausting.
CATWOMAN No pain, no gain!-- Suck it up.We're not out of here yet. As they vanish into the darkness, the CAMERA TRACKS back -- past DICK, who lies unconscious on the tracks, bleeding heavily from his shoulder wound -- DEEPER INTO THE MAZE OF TUNNELS -- He limps over and KNEELS at the boy's side -- cradling his head protectively, staring helplessly into the blackness all around him...
PENGUIN I don't know.That's all...! PENGUIN (cont.) We've been TRICKED!It's a HOAX!It's a -- The city model is TREMBLING slightly.As he watches, the DOME of the miniature CITY HALL -- in the dead center of the model city -- POPS OFF on a hinge.A METAL STRONGBOX rises into view... The CATWOMAN, FRICK and FRACK stare down at the little metal box.The PENGUIN is already clambering atop the plexiglass case of the model, SMASHING AT IT with his umbrella, trying to get at the box.
FRICK That's the treasure?
CATWOMAN No.It's a map...
PENGUIN Bruce Wayne.So he doesn't know a thing about the treasure, eh...? (handing her the map) Look at this.It's right under Wayne Manor.It's been there all along!
VICKI No, no -- don't try to get up -- you're hurt. VICKI (cont.) It's all right.You're safe.You can stay here as long as you need to.
DICK I don't belong here.You can't keep me here.
VICKI It's "Dick", isn't it?Or do you prefer "Richard"?
VICKI "R" -- for Richard, right?See, all your things are here... (staring at the costume) What is it, some kind of gymnast's outfit?
DICK It's none of your business.What is this, some kind of home?
VICKI No, not that kind.There's a swimming pool -- tennis court -- you can have anything you want.
DICK Tennis court?!-- Lady, you're rich.How the hell would you know what I want?
DICK I'm not staying.You can't make me --
BRUCE I can make you. BRUCE (cont.) Come on.Wanna go at it? (no response) Look, kid -- like it or not, you're my guest -- and long as you're here you might as well enjoy it.
BRUCE I don't know, Alfred.I've got other stuff to worry about.
ALFRED The child is hurt, sir.At the very least we should attempt to locate his parents.
BRUCE He hasn't got any parents.
ALFRED How do you know that, sir?
BRUCE ...I know.
ALFRED Sir -- it's Miss Kyle.
SELINA Well!Tall, dark and handsome.Are we still on for tonight?
ALFRED Is this necessary, sir?After all...it is Christmas eve.
BRUCE Stuff'll knock out a moose, much less a cat.
ALFRED I don't like to see you going out on a date...unprotected, sir.
BRUCE She'll be ready for Batman -- but not for me. (turning to go) It's the only way, Alfred.I've got to take her out tonight. DICK watches from the front parlor as VICKI meets BRUCE at the bottom of the stairs.The two of them exchange a few brief words; he embraces her, strokes her hair gently -- then glumly sets his jaw and moves off toward the front door.
SELINA You're early.I'm afraid I'm not quite dressed.
BRUCE Christmas eve.No tree?
SELINA No presents.I've been a bad girl this year.
BRUCE I'm surprised you kept this date.I thought you would've lost interest by now.
SELINA What makes you say that?
BRUCE You've got what you want, don't you?
SELINA I do now. (smiling) We've had this date for a long, long time.
BRUCE How much is it going to cost me?
SELINA What?
BRUCE ...To get the ravens back.
SELINA You're the oddest man I've ever met. (moving in on him) Let's talk later, Bruce.I've got kind of a short fuse... HIS HAND reaches into his jacket pocket.He withdraws a tiny GLASSINE CAPSULE.But before he can use it -- Now she SHUSHES him -- reaches over to the tiny wound and massages it gently with one hand.
SELINA Did I hurt you?Just relax -- you'll start to enjoy it. SELINA (cont.) Bruce, you look faint.It must be the cats. SELINA's cat, HECATE, strolls across his prostrate form -- purring and stretching... A worm's-eye view -- SELINA looms over him with a predatory smile on her face, shifting in and out of focus.
BRUCE What di-- what did you d--
SELINA I guess I've...gotten under your skin. His hand goes to the BITE on his neck -- and he realizes SELINA's lipstick is spiked with a fast-acting PARALYTIC DRUG. He writhes helplessly on the carpet, his whole body gradually going slack. DISSOLVE TO: A COUNTY SHERIFF'S CAR cruises past the manor, right on schedule. ALFRED on the telephone, checking in with the County Sheriff's boys.

ALFRED After your father's...demise, Mr. Tiptree came to the house and asked if he could have it.As a keepsake.I saw no harm... (shrugging) That was thirty years ago.

BRUCE Wait a minute.Mr. Tiptree?

ALFRED George Tiptree.Your friend Elliott's father.

BRUCE What are you looking for -- Batarangs?

TIPTREE Bruce!Come on up. (to the COPS) I want to talk to Mr. Wayne alone.

BRUCE I brought you a Christmas present.Sorry about the wrapping -- the police made me open it.

TIPTREE ...I'm afraid I don't have anything for you.

BRUCE I think you may have something that belonged to my father.

TIPTREE -- You know? TIPTREE (cont.) It'll all be over tomorrow.One way or another, it'll all be over. (looking up; despondent) I've decided, Bruce.I'm gonna give him the last two ravens.He's already got the others.

BRUCE What are you talking about?Who?

TIPTREE Batman.I don't know how he found out, but --

BRUCE It's time you told me what's going on here.

TIPTREE Didn't you ever wonder where it came from, Bruce?All the privilege, all the power ...all the money? (beat) The ravens are a...a kind of map, Bruce. The key to an incredibly vast fortune.

BRUCE Whose fortune?

TIPTREE Gotham City's. The cobblestone streets of 19th-Century Gotham.A massive EXPLOSION blows open one wall of a municipal building, and total CHAOS erupts: fires starting, BYSTANDERS screaming, POLICE rushing to the scene...

TIPTREE In 1880 the Gotham City Treasury was looted.It was a fantastic operation -- perfect military precision.The robbers made off with milllons in gold and silver bullion... FLASHBACK - PROCESSED FOOTAGE (MOS)

TIPTREE (V.O.) The city was going under.Bankrupt... until five rich men stepped in to bail it out.In exchange they took the land rights, the mineral rights, the service contracts --

BRUCE The Five Families.

TIPTREE Our ancestors.They bought Gotham City -- carved it up and ran it into the ground. In five years they were rich beyond imagining. (pause) We've just been following in their footsteps.And in all this time no one's ever suspected --

BRUCE -- that they were the ones behind the robbery? The FIVE PATRIARCHS in front of a roaring fireplace at Wayne Manor, raising a celebratory toast.CAMERA PANS OVER to a nearby table; on it rest FIVE RAVEN STATUETTES.

TIPTREE (O.S.) They had five ravens made.Five ravens which -- combined -- would reveal the location of the treasure they'd stolen. (beat) But they never touched it.They never needed to.It's still there to this day.

TIPTREE The ravens, and the secret -- have been passed down through generations.Father to son... (shaking his head) Your father -- died before he could tell you.

BRUCE So they stole his piece of the puzzle.

TIPTREE Yeah.I've got it, Bruce, and I'm going to hand it over.He's right, you know. We've all been feeding -- feeding on the soul of Gotham... BRUCE (cont.) I don't believe you, Elliott.My father was a decent man -- an honorable man.He would never have taken part in a scheme like this.

TIPTREE It wasn't his doing, Bruce.It was --

BRUCE That doesn't matter.If he knew that his fortune was based on a crime -- a crime against the city... (violently) Reputation or not, he would've tried to --

TIPTREE Christ, Bruce!Do you want me to spell it out for you?!? TIPTREE (cont.) He was a decent man.He was an honorable man.That's why they had him killed.

TIPTREE They killed him...to protect their secret ...and now the bill's come due.Now the bill's come due.

VICKI I feel so awful for him, Alfred.There must be something we can do.

ALFRED I realized long ago -- that there are places in Mr. Wayne's heart which no one will ever penetrate --or share. (pause) He loves you, Miss Vale.But in certain ways he will always be alone.

BRUCE (O.S.) ...Thanks for the testimonial.

BRUCE Tiptree's planning some kind of rendezvous with 'Batman.'I think Batman ought to be there when it happens.

ALFRED I see, sir.When shall we expect you back?

BRUCE Get your cap.You're driving. It's late, and the house is dark as TIPTREE treeds silently downstairs carrying an OVERSIZED SUITCASE.The lights are on in the kitchen, where the COPS are playing poker and watching TV. CHRISTMAS TREE LIGHTS twinkle in the darkness.TIPTREE kneels beside the tree and digs around among the packages.He pulls out an OBLONG GIFT BOX with a tag addressed "TO DADDY -- FROM SANTA."

STAKEOUT COP I Shit -- that's Tiptree!!

COP Mr. Tiptree!What the hell are you --

BRUCE According to this, he's directly below us.

ALFRED The subway, sir?

BRUCE Yeah.Take a right. It's slightly more crowded here in the hub of Gotham.TIPTREE emerges onto the platform and spies a squad of TRANSIT COPS thirty or forty feet away -- speaking into WALKIE-TALKIES as they scan the crowd.

MYNAH FOLLOW ME.AWWWKK!FOLLOW ME.

MYNAH (O.S.) FOLLOW ME.AWWWKK!

BRUCE He's slowed down.Looks like he's under the park.

ALFRED How do you propose to get down there, sir? We can't have Batman strolling up to buy a token.

BRUCE I know another way in. (beat) Step on it.They're down there waiting for him.

MYNAH AWWRRK!FOLLOW ME.

VOICE STOP THERE.

TIPTREE I've cooperated.I've done everything you said.

PENGUIN Open the case.

TIPTREE The other one is Bruce Wayne's. (trembling) He doesn't know anything about this. You've got what you want.There's no need to --

PENGUIN Thank you, Mr. Tiptree.You may go.

TIPTREE My family.You won't --

PENGUIN We'll certainly take your unexpected generosity into consideration.

TIPTREE We -- ?!? (shielding his eyes) You're not Batman.

PENGUIN No.I'm his brother-in-law -- Birdman. Now move out. TIPTREE marches slowly down the tracks, TOWARD CAMERA, silhouetted in the flashlight beam.The beam SHIFTS SLIGHTLY as the Penguin moves toward the suitcase and sets the light down --

CATWOMAN That idiot.Another six feet --

PENGUIN So sorry to spoil your fun.-- He brought two ravens.We've got a complete set!

CATWOMAN What??

PENGUIN Yeah!They're in the suitcase --

CATWOMAN GIVE ME A HAND! ...and when it does, they see DICK -- the boy vigilante -- standing on the inner track directly across from them. HOLDING THE SUITCASE.The kid takes off like a shot.The CATWOMAN and the PENGUIN exchange quick looks of utter disbelief -- and BOLT AFTER DICK. The bulky suitcase is slowing his progress.He looks back over his shoulder; although the stubby-legged PENGUIN has fallen well behind, the CATWOMAN is gaining fast. PAGE 101 MISSING FROM HARD COPY

CATWOMAN God.Did you see him? Isn't he hot?

PENGUIN Haven't you got anything else to think about? (mopping sweat from his brow) I'm hot.That was exhausting.

CATWOMAN No pain, no gain!-- Suck it up.We're not out of here yet. As they vanish into the darkness, the CAMERA TRACKS back -- past DICK, who lies unconscious on the tracks, bleeding heavily from his shoulder wound -- DEEPER INTO THE MAZE OF TUNNELS -- He limps over and KNEELS at the boy's side -- cradling his head protectively, staring helplessly into the blackness all around him...

PENGUIN I don't know.That's all...! PENGUIN (cont.) We've been TRICKED!It's a HOAX!It's a -- The city model is TREMBLING slightly.As he watches, the DOME of the miniature CITY HALL -- in the dead center of the model city -- POPS OFF on a hinge.A METAL STRONGBOX rises into view... The CATWOMAN, FRICK and FRACK stare down at the little metal box.The PENGUIN is already clambering atop the plexiglass case of the model, SMASHING AT IT with his umbrella, trying to get at the box.

FRICK That's the treasure?

CATWOMAN No.It's a map...

PENGUIN Bruce Wayne.So he doesn't know a thing about the treasure, eh...? (handing her the map) Look at this.It's right under Wayne Manor.It's been there all along!

VICKI No, no -- don't try to get up -- you're hurt. VICKI (cont.) It's all right.You're safe.You can stay here as long as you need to.

DICK I don't belong here.You can't keep me here.

VICKI It's "Dick", isn't it?Or do you prefer "Richard"?

VICKI "R" -- for Richard, right?See, all your things are here... (staring at the costume) What is it, some kind of gymnast's outfit?

DICK It's none of your business.What is this, some kind of home?

VICKI No, not that kind.There's a swimming pool -- tennis court -- you can have anything you want.

DICK Tennis court?!-- Lady, you're rich.How the hell would you know what I want?

DICK I'm not staying.You can't make me --

BRUCE I can make you. BRUCE (cont.) Come on.Wanna go at it? (no response) Look, kid -- like it or not, you're my guest -- and long as you're here you might as well enjoy it.

BRUCE I don't know, Alfred.I've got other stuff to worry about.

ALFRED The child is hurt, sir.At the very least we should attempt to locate his parents.

BRUCE He hasn't got any parents.

ALFRED How do you know that, sir?

BRUCE ...I know.

ALFRED Sir -- it's Miss Kyle.

SELINA Well!Tall, dark and handsome.Are we still on for tonight?

ALFRED Is this necessary, sir?After all...it is Christmas eve.

BRUCE Stuff'll knock out a moose, much less a cat.

ALFRED I don't like to see you going out on a date...unprotected, sir.

BRUCE She'll be ready for Batman -- but not for me. (turning to go) It's the only way, Alfred.I've got to take her out tonight. DICK watches from the front parlor as VICKI meets BRUCE at the bottom of the stairs.The two of them exchange a few brief words; he embraces her, strokes her hair gently -- then glumly sets his jaw and moves off toward the front door.

SELINA You're early.I'm afraid I'm not quite dressed.

BRUCE Christmas eve.No tree?

SELINA No presents.I've been a bad girl this year.

BRUCE I'm surprised you kept this date.I thought you would've lost interest by now.

SELINA What makes you say that?

BRUCE You've got what you want, don't you?

SELINA I do now. (smiling) We've had this date for a long, long time.

BRUCE How much is it going to cost me?

SELINA What?

BRUCE ...To get the ravens back.

SELINA You're the oddest man I've ever met. (moving in on him) Let's talk later, Bruce.I've got kind of a short fuse... HIS HAND reaches into his jacket pocket.He withdraws a tiny GLASSINE CAPSULE.But before he can use it -- Now she SHUSHES him -- reaches over to the tiny wound and massages it gently with one hand.

SELINA Did I hurt you?Just relax -- you'll start to enjoy it. SELINA (cont.) Bruce, you look faint.It must be the cats. SELINA's cat, HECATE, strolls across his prostrate form -- purring and stretching... A worm's-eye view -- SELINA looms over him with a predatory smile on her face, shifting in and out of focus.

BRUCE What di-- what did you d--

SELINA I guess I've...gotten under your skin. His hand goes to the BITE on his neck -- and he realizes SELINA's lipstick is spiked with a fast-acting PARALYTIC DRUG. He writhes helplessly on the carpet, his whole body gradually going slack. DISSOLVE TO: A COUNTY SHERIFF'S CAR cruises past the manor, right on schedule. ALFRED on the telephone, checking in with the County Sheriff's boys.