Batman

I'm late. My informant was good, but not nearly soon enough. The Joker has already killed the ground crew, and from what I understand, he's only just begun. He's bent on using his deadly Joker gas on the crowd that gathers in Gotham Square at midnight. Something in his deranged mind can't handle what Holiday is doing to this city.

I'm late. My informant was good, but not nearly soon enough. The Joker has already killed the ground crew, and from what I understand, he's only just begun. He's bent on using his deadly Joker gas on the crowd that gathers in Gotham Square at midnight. Something in his deranged mind can't handle what Holiday is doing to this city.

He told Harvey, this town isn't big enough for two homicidal maniacs. Set the car on autopilot. I'm going to stop the Joker, and I must. It has to be before 12 o'clock. Almost midnight. Only one chance to hog this plane. Harvey Dent's office. The district attorney is overworked, underpaid, and a friend.

He told Harvey, this town isn't big enough for two homicidal maniacs. Set the car on autopilot. I'm going to stop the Joker, and I must. It has to be before 12 o'clock. Almost midnight. Only one chance to hog this plane. Harvey Dent's office. The district attorney is overworked, underpaid, and a friend.

Put the plane down. Now.

Put the plane down. Now.

He spins the plane upside down. Joker!

He spins the plane upside down. Joker!

I'm holding on, but just barely. It's almost midnight. Gotham Harbor. An extravagant New Year's Eve party on a yacht. Carmine the Roman Falcone meets his adversary, Sal Maroni, near the bar.

I'm holding on, but just barely. It's almost midnight. Gotham Harbor. An extravagant New Year's Eve party on a yacht. Carmine the Roman Falcone meets his adversary, Sal Maroni, near the bar.

Gotham City Airport. New Year's Eve. The Joker's at it again.

Gotham City Airport. New Year's Eve. The Joker's at it again.

inside the new home of Harvey and Gilda Dent. Sorry, Gilda.

inside the new home of Harvey and Gilda Dent. Sorry, Gilda.

By killing everyone in Gotham Square. The plane banks and rolls. My cape catches in the propeller.

By killing everyone in Gotham Square. The plane banks and rolls. My cape catches in the propeller.

The harbor patrol will have their hands full. I'll need to warn them about the Joker gas and the tanks. But the city is safe. For tonight. The new year. One where the promise I made to my parents. The promise to rid this city of the evil which took their lives. Might finally be within reach. January 6, Little Christmas. Down by the shoreline, a body's washed ashore in Gotham Harbor.

The harbor patrol will have their hands full. I'll need to warn them about the Joker gas and the tanks. But the city is safe. For tonight. The new year. One where the promise I made to my parents. The promise to rid this city of the evil which took their lives. Might finally be within reach. January 6, Little Christmas. Down by the shoreline, a body's washed ashore in Gotham Harbor.

Oh, Alberto.

Oh, Alberto.

I hate that song. Joker will seize every opportunity to take his anger out on the innocent, such as this family attempting to celebrate the holiday.

I hate that song. Joker will seize every opportunity to take his anger out on the innocent, such as this family attempting to celebrate the holiday.

Arkham Asylum.

Arkham Asylum.

No. Huh. I know what Gordon is implying. That my presence somehow attracts these men and women to my city. Jim Gordon is a good man. He and the police do the best they can with limited resources. But Gotham City needs Batman to protect her. From criminals such as Julian Day, the Calendar Man.

No. Huh. I know what Gordon is implying. That my presence somehow attracts these men and women to my city. Jim Gordon is a good man. He and the police do the best they can with limited resources. But Gotham City needs Batman to protect her. From criminals such as Julian Day, the Calendar Man.

after hours in Sal Maroni's restaurant.

after hours in Sal Maroni's restaurant.

In the alley behind Moroni's restaurant, two of his men haul a dead body.

In the alley behind Moroni's restaurant, two of his men haul a dead body.

All the better to sink them with. Going somewhere. Batman!

All the better to sink them with. Going somewhere. Batman!

Christmas Eve in Gotham City. A serial killer the newspapers have dubbed Holiday is on the loose. He or she has struck on Halloween and Thanksgiving. Holidays. And tomorrow is Christmas. This fact has an escape notice of the Joker.

Christmas Eve in Gotham City. A serial killer the newspapers have dubbed Holiday is on the loose. He or she has struck on Halloween and Thanksgiving. Holidays. And tomorrow is Christmas. This fact has an escape notice of the Joker.

Moroni.

Moroni.

Oh!

Oh!

Across town, Harvey Dent has a surprise for his wife, Gilda.

Across town, Harvey Dent has a surprise for his wife, Gilda.

the Romans' penthouse.

the Romans' penthouse.

Milos, the Roman's personal bodyguard, dies on Christmas Day. Holiday has another victim. A snow globe with a snowman inside placed next to the body. And... Playing cards. That could only mean... Have a Merry Christmas, Joker. It will be your last.

Milos, the Roman's personal bodyguard, dies on Christmas Day. Holiday has another victim. A snow globe with a snowman inside placed next to the body. And... Playing cards. That could only mean... Have a Merry Christmas, Joker. It will be your last.

Clues are left at every murder scene. These objects, easily obtained at any five and dime store, were selected to represent the dates of the killings. I won't have plenty on Thanksgiving. Snowglobe for Christmas. Champagne glass on Year's Eve. Box of chocolates on Valentine's Day. Toy leprechaun on St. Patrick's Day. Holidays. Like today, April Fool's Day.

Clues are left at every murder scene. These objects, easily obtained at any five and dime store, were selected to represent the dates of the killings. I won't have plenty on Thanksgiving. Snowglobe for Christmas. Champagne glass on Year's Eve. Box of chocolates on Valentine's Day. Toy leprechaun on St. Patrick's Day. Holidays. Like today, April Fool's Day.

And always, 22 caliber pistol with a wrapped handle. Who is Holiday? A killer.

And always, 22 caliber pistol with a wrapped handle. Who is Holiday? A killer.

From the outset, the killings have always favored Sal the Boss Moroni. The Romans' chief rival for control of Gotham City. He weakens the Falcone family. Growing bolder with each murder. Who else on New Year's Eve would shoot Falcone's own son in the back? I warned you, Falcone.

From the outset, the killings have always favored Sal the Boss Moroni. The Romans' chief rival for control of Gotham City. He weakens the Falcone family. Growing bolder with each murder. Who else on New Year's Eve would shoot Falcone's own son in the back? I warned you, Falcone.

Alberto!

Alberto!

Julian Day. The Calendar Man. But according to Arkham Asylum's records, which could be altered, I suppose, the Calendar Man remains in their custody.

Julian Day. The Calendar Man. But according to Arkham Asylum's records, which could be altered, I suppose, the Calendar Man remains in their custody.

Captain Gordon told me how Harvey showed up late on New Year's Eve. On Christmas, he could have followed the Joker from his home and killed Milos, the Roman's bodyguard. He left Wayne Manor on Valentine's Day with plenty of time to confront Moroni's men at the restaurant.

Captain Gordon told me how Harvey showed up late on New Year's Eve. On Christmas, he could have followed the Joker from his home and killed Milos, the Roman's bodyguard. He left Wayne Manor on Valentine's Day with plenty of time to confront Moroni's men at the restaurant.

Harvey Dent. In Harvey Dent's office, the district attorney has his own prime suspect. Bruce Wayne.

Harvey Dent. In Harvey Dent's office, the district attorney has his own prime suspect. Bruce Wayne.

April Fool's Day. For half a year, a serial killer known as Holiday has been at large. Carmine the Roman Falcone is at his office, entertaining an audience with Edward Nygma, also known as the Riddler. He seeks to unravel this mystery.

April Fool's Day. For half a year, a serial killer known as Holiday has been at large. Carmine the Roman Falcone is at his office, entertaining an audience with Edward Nygma, also known as the Riddler. He seeks to unravel this mystery.

They let the Riddler go.

They let the Riddler go.

As the cordite dissolves into the air, the Riddler's left with one last question.

As the cordite dissolves into the air, the Riddler's left with one last question.

Who is... Holiday? Meanwhile, at the cave, I prepare my own examination of the case.

Who is... Holiday? Meanwhile, at the cave, I prepare my own examination of the case.

Die anderen fliehen. Das muss frustrierend sein. Na ja. Ich verstehe, dass er sein Muskel verwendet hat, um Sie als Unterrichtsvorsitzender zu halten. Ein ganzes Werkzeug in Ihrem Büro, oder? Auch eine Benchpresse. Sie halten sich in Form, nicht wahr, Herr Dent? Wohin fahren Sie jetzt, Lieutenant? Ich brauche zu wissen, wo Sie an den folgenden Daten waren.

Die anderen fliehen. Das muss frustrierend sein. Na ja. Ich verstehe, dass er sein Muskel verwendet hat, um Sie als Unterrichtsvorsitzender zu halten. Ein ganzes Werkzeug in Ihrem Büro, oder? Auch eine Benchpresse. Sie halten sich in Form, nicht wahr, Herr Dent? Wohin fahren Sie jetzt, Lieutenant? Ich brauche zu wissen, wo Sie an den folgenden Daten waren.

Alibis. Dent has one alibi, Ashton, for every date. He says he was home between midnight and four with his wife. No point in questioning her.

Alibis. Dent has one alibi, Ashton, for every date. He says he was home between midnight and four with his wife. No point in questioning her.

Best I can tell, nobody's sure what the kidnapper wants. He isn't making much sense. He's holding three children at gunpoint. Repeat last, Merkel. Shots fired.

Best I can tell, nobody's sure what the kidnapper wants. He isn't making much sense. He's holding three children at gunpoint. Repeat last, Merkel. Shots fired.

Not long. Aston? Aston hat ihn in seinen Augen. Sie hat Batman.

Not long. Aston? Aston hat ihn in seinen Augen. Sie hat Batman.

Nimm mich nicht vor. Nimm deine Augen nicht weg. Ich habe eine Rückmeldung angerufen. Nicht gut.

Nimm mich nicht vor. Nimm deine Augen nicht weg. Ich habe eine Rückmeldung angerufen. Nicht gut.

Er ist in dieser Allee. Hier ist er. Warte, warte, warte. Er hat die alte Frau gerettet.

Er ist in dieser Allee. Hier ist er. Warte, warte, warte. Er hat die alte Frau gerettet.

Jemand akzeptierte Derelektor 2. Und Batman.

Jemand akzeptierte Derelektor 2. Und Batman.

It's Brandon with a SWAT team. Brandon. Coffee splashes in my lap, taking the last of the cotton from my mind. Brandon. I'm on his lunatic Gestapo. Es wird ein Massaker werden.

It's Brandon with a SWAT team. Brandon. Coffee splashes in my lap, taking the last of the cotton from my mind. Brandon. I'm on his lunatic Gestapo. Es wird ein Massaker werden.

Letztes Monat haben Brandon und sein SWAT-Team in Robinson Park eine Reaktion aufgelöst. Sie haben nicht mal die Statue stehen lassen. Diese Jungs haben keine Chance. Du wirst diesen armen Bastard über die Ecke drücken. Gordon. Finde deinen eigenen, Brandon. Wir werden dich auf die Anzeige bringen. Ich nehme das dreckige Waffen aus meinem Hals.

Letztes Monat haben Brandon und sein SWAT-Team in Robinson Park eine Reaktion aufgelöst. Sie haben nicht mal die Statue stehen lassen. Diese Jungs haben keine Chance. Du wirst diesen armen Bastard über die Ecke drücken. Gordon. Finde deinen eigenen, Brandon. Wir werden dich auf die Anzeige bringen. Ich nehme das dreckige Waffen aus meinem Hals.

Ich halte es auf wie ein totes Rad und bete, dass der Mann es versteht. Du Jackass. Ich fahre nach vorne. Ich bin sicher, niemand kann meine Knie wabbeln sehen. Ich hoffe, Barbara schaut nicht. Er kommt in das Gebäude.

Ich halte es auf wie ein totes Rad und bete, dass der Mann es versteht. Du Jackass. Ich fahre nach vorne. Ich bin sicher, niemand kann meine Knie wabbeln sehen. Ich hoffe, Barbara schaut nicht. Er kommt in das Gebäude.

Aber ich weiß, dass sie es ist.

Aber ich weiß, dass sie es ist.

The stairs creak too loudly. The sneeze that's been building up for 20 minutes just keeps threatening. My nose drips. I don't have the nerve to wipe it.

The stairs creak too loudly. The sneeze that's been building up for 20 minutes just keeps threatening. My nose drips. I don't have the nerve to wipe it.

Meine Schuhe sind voller eiserner Regen. Meine Beine sind warm, im Vergleich zu meinem Stomach. Ich habe gesagt, Nulands, es ist grün-grün drin. Ich weiß, ich weiß. Ich habe gesagt, es ist grün-grün drin! Die armen Kinder mussten sich aus ihrem Witz gefreut haben. Richtig. Wie ich nicht.

Meine Schuhe sind voller eiserner Regen. Meine Beine sind warm, im Vergleich zu meinem Stomach. Ich habe gesagt, Nulands, es ist grün-grün drin. Ich weiß, ich weiß. Ich habe gesagt, es ist grün-grün drin! Die armen Kinder mussten sich aus ihrem Witz gefreut haben. Richtig. Wie ich nicht.

Gunpowder brennt meine Augen und füllt meine Nase. Ein Wad von Leid fliegt. Wenn das Ziel ein Mann wäre, würde das Wad seine Spine zerstören und er würde fühlen, dass seine Beine tot werden, während sein Herz explodiert. Ein weiterer Schlag.

Gunpowder brennt meine Augen und füllt meine Nase. Ein Wad von Leid fliegt. Wenn das Ziel ein Mann wäre, würde das Wad seine Spine zerstören und er würde fühlen, dass seine Beine tot werden, während sein Herz explodiert. Ein weiterer Schlag.

Das Wad würde eine nette, runde Höhle verlassen und ich würde den Schmerz in seinen Augen sehen, als es halb sein Gehirn durch die Rückseite seines Hörers drückte. I hate the gun. I hate my job. I keep practicing. April 6th. Jim? What are you doing up? I just wanted to make sure he's... Another kick. Strong boy, little James. How did Barbara sleep through it?

Das Wad würde eine nette, runde Höhle verlassen und ich würde den Schmerz in seinen Augen sehen, als es halb sein Gehirn durch die Rückseite seines Hörers drückte. I hate the gun. I hate my job. I keep practicing. April 6th. Jim? What are you doing up? I just wanted to make sure he's... Another kick. Strong boy, little James. How did Barbara sleep through it?

I pray he is very strong and smart enough to stay alive. How did I let this happen? How did I screw up so badly? Bring an innocent child to life. In a city without hope.

I pray he is very strong and smart enough to stay alive. How did I let this happen? How did I screw up so badly? Bring an innocent child to life. In a city without hope.

Starts out well enough with the smell of Barbers lemon chicken and her fingers kneading baby oil into my shoulders. Rachmaninoff was her idea. Corny, but it works.

Starts out well enough with the smell of Barbers lemon chicken and her fingers kneading baby oil into my shoulders. Rachmaninoff was her idea. Corny, but it works.

That feels great, honey.

That feels great, honey.

Oh, honey, I forgot. I'm sorry.

Oh, honey, I forgot. I'm sorry.

Wenn wir einen Moment stoppen, meine Damen und Herren, unser Vigilante, oder Batman, wie er sich nennt, hat in den letzten fünf Wochen 78 Angriffe durchgeführt. Während dieser Zeit haben bestimmte Timing- und Methoden herausgekommen. Es ist klar, er hat eine unglaubliche physische Fähigkeit. Nicht er. Es. Hast du etwas, um zu unterstützen, Detective Flass? Er ist nicht menschlich.

Wenn wir einen Moment stoppen, meine Damen und Herren, unser Vigilante, oder Batman, wie er sich nennt, hat in den letzten fünf Wochen 78 Angriffe durchgeführt. Während dieser Zeit haben bestimmte Timing- und Methoden herausgekommen. Es ist klar, er hat eine unglaubliche physische Fähigkeit. Nicht er. Es. Hast du etwas, um zu unterstützen, Detective Flass? Er ist nicht menschlich.

Ich sage nur, er ist nicht menschlich. Danke, Detective Flass. Während der Vigilante vorsichtig ist, dass er unvergesslich bleibt, die Gemeinschaften für seine Angriffe anwesend wählt, arbeitet er ständig zwischen den Uhrzeiten von Mittwoch und 4 Uhr. Jemand hat einen Match? Hier ist er. Danke, Detective Essen.

Ich sage nur, er ist nicht menschlich. Danke, Detective Flass. Während der Vigilante vorsichtig ist, dass er unvergesslich bleibt, die Gemeinschaften für seine Angriffe anwesend wählt, arbeitet er ständig zwischen den Uhrzeiten von Mittwoch und 4 Uhr. Jemand hat einen Match? Hier ist er. Danke, Detective Essen.

Er arbeitet seinen Weg von street-level-Krieg bis zu seiner hohen Echelon, von Junkie-Mugger bis zu Pusher bis zu Supplier. Und auf der Weg zu allen Polizisten, die den ganzen Prozess weiterhelfen könnten. Nun, Flass, erzähl uns, was du von Batman kennst. Versuche nicht zu übertreiben.

Er arbeitet seinen Weg von street-level-Krieg bis zu seiner hohen Echelon, von Junkie-Mugger bis zu Pusher bis zu Supplier. Und auf der Weg zu allen Polizisten, die den ganzen Prozess weiterhelfen könnten. Nun, Flass, erzähl uns, was du von Batman kennst. Versuche nicht zu übertreiben.

Die Flasche stoppt kalt für einen Moment und wird rot. Er schießt mir einen Blick, den ich auf meine Wand schieben würde.

Die Flasche stoppt kalt für einen Moment und wird rot. Er schießt mir einen Blick, den ich auf meine Wand schieben würde.

Kommissioner, ein Telefon für Sie, Herr.

Kommissioner, ein Telefon für Sie, Herr.

Come in, Merkel. Merkel. The rain has worked its magic on the wiring of my heap. Between Rice Krispies sounds I get every fourth word. I'm two blocks from the action. My stomach lurching with the engine through backed up traffic.

Come in, Merkel. Merkel. The rain has worked its magic on the wiring of my heap. Between Rice Krispies sounds I get every fourth word. I'm two blocks from the action. My stomach lurching with the engine through backed up traffic.

It's just smoke.

It's just smoke.

Clues are left at every murder scene. These objects, easily obtained at any five and dime store, were selected to represent the dates of the killings. I won't have plenty on Thanksgiving. Snowglobe for Christmas. Champagne glass on Year's Eve. Box of chocolates on Valentine's Day. Toy leprechaun on St. Patrick's Day. Holidays. Like today, April Fool's Day.

And always, 22 caliber pistol with a wrapped handle. Who is Holiday? A killer.

From the outset, the killings have always favored Sal the Boss Moroni. The Romans' chief rival for control of Gotham City. He weakens the Falcone family. Growing bolder with each murder. Who else on New Year's Eve would shoot Falcone's own son in the back? I warned you, Falcone.

Alberto!

Julian Day. The Calendar Man. But according to Arkham Asylum's records, which could be altered, I suppose, the Calendar Man remains in their custody.

Captain Gordon told me how Harvey showed up late on New Year's Eve. On Christmas, he could have followed the Joker from his home and killed Milos, the Roman's bodyguard. He left Wayne Manor on Valentine's Day with plenty of time to confront Moroni's men at the restaurant.

Harvey Dent. In Harvey Dent's office, the district attorney has his own prime suspect. Bruce Wayne.

April Fool's Day. For half a year, a serial killer known as Holiday has been at large. Carmine the Roman Falcone is at his office, entertaining an audience with Edward Nygma, also known as the Riddler. He seeks to unravel this mystery.

They let the Riddler go.

As the cordite dissolves into the air, the Riddler's left with one last question.

Who is... Holiday? Meanwhile, at the cave, I prepare my own examination of the case.

I'm late. My informant was good, but not nearly soon enough. The Joker has already killed the ground crew, and from what I understand, he's only just begun. He's bent on using his deadly Joker gas on the crowd that gathers in Gotham Square at midnight. Something in his deranged mind can't handle what Holiday is doing to this city.

He told Harvey, this town isn't big enough for two homicidal maniacs. Set the car on autopilot. I'm going to stop the Joker, and I must. It has to be before 12 o'clock. Almost midnight. Only one chance to hog this plane. Harvey Dent's office. The district attorney is overworked, underpaid, and a friend.

Put the plane down. Now.

He spins the plane upside down. Joker!

I'm holding on, but just barely. It's almost midnight. Gotham Harbor. An extravagant New Year's Eve party on a yacht. Carmine the Roman Falcone meets his adversary, Sal Maroni, near the bar.

Gotham City Airport. New Year's Eve. The Joker's at it again.

inside the new home of Harvey and Gilda Dent. Sorry, Gilda.

By killing everyone in Gotham Square. The plane banks and rolls. My cape catches in the propeller.

The harbor patrol will have their hands full. I'll need to warn them about the Joker gas and the tanks. But the city is safe. For tonight. The new year. One where the promise I made to my parents. The promise to rid this city of the evil which took their lives. Might finally be within reach. January 6, Little Christmas. Down by the shoreline, a body's washed ashore in Gotham Harbor.

Oh, Alberto.

I hate that song. Joker will seize every opportunity to take his anger out on the innocent, such as this family attempting to celebrate the holiday.

Arkham Asylum.

No. Huh. I know what Gordon is implying. That my presence somehow attracts these men and women to my city. Jim Gordon is a good man. He and the police do the best they can with limited resources. But Gotham City needs Batman to protect her. From criminals such as Julian Day, the Calendar Man.

after hours in Sal Maroni's restaurant.

In the alley behind Moroni's restaurant, two of his men haul a dead body.

All the better to sink them with. Going somewhere. Batman!

Christmas Eve in Gotham City. A serial killer the newspapers have dubbed Holiday is on the loose. He or she has struck on Halloween and Thanksgiving. Holidays. And tomorrow is Christmas. This fact has an escape notice of the Joker.

Moroni.

Oh!

Across town, Harvey Dent has a surprise for his wife, Gilda.

the Romans' penthouse.

Milos, the Roman's personal bodyguard, dies on Christmas Day. Holiday has another victim. A snow globe with a snowman inside placed next to the body. And... Playing cards. That could only mean... Have a Merry Christmas, Joker. It will be your last.

Die anderen fliehen. Das muss frustrierend sein. Na ja. Ich verstehe, dass er sein Muskel verwendet hat, um Sie als Unterrichtsvorsitzender zu halten. Ein ganzes Werkzeug in Ihrem Büro, oder? Auch eine Benchpresse. Sie halten sich in Form, nicht wahr, Herr Dent? Wohin fahren Sie jetzt, Lieutenant? Ich brauche zu wissen, wo Sie an den folgenden Daten waren.

Alibis. Dent has one alibi, Ashton, for every date. He says he was home between midnight and four with his wife. No point in questioning her.

Best I can tell, nobody's sure what the kidnapper wants. He isn't making much sense. He's holding three children at gunpoint. Repeat last, Merkel. Shots fired.

Not long. Aston? Aston hat ihn in seinen Augen. Sie hat Batman.

Nimm mich nicht vor. Nimm deine Augen nicht weg. Ich habe eine Rückmeldung angerufen. Nicht gut.

Er ist in dieser Allee. Hier ist er. Warte, warte, warte. Er hat die alte Frau gerettet.

Jemand akzeptierte Derelektor 2. Und Batman.

It's Brandon with a SWAT team. Brandon. Coffee splashes in my lap, taking the last of the cotton from my mind. Brandon. I'm on his lunatic Gestapo. Es wird ein Massaker werden.

Letztes Monat haben Brandon und sein SWAT-Team in Robinson Park eine Reaktion aufgelöst. Sie haben nicht mal die Statue stehen lassen. Diese Jungs haben keine Chance. Du wirst diesen armen Bastard über die Ecke drücken. Gordon. Finde deinen eigenen, Brandon. Wir werden dich auf die Anzeige bringen. Ich nehme das dreckige Waffen aus meinem Hals.

Ich halte es auf wie ein totes Rad und bete, dass der Mann es versteht. Du Jackass. Ich fahre nach vorne. Ich bin sicher, niemand kann meine Knie wabbeln sehen. Ich hoffe, Barbara schaut nicht. Er kommt in das Gebäude.

Aber ich weiß, dass sie es ist.

The stairs creak too loudly. The sneeze that's been building up for 20 minutes just keeps threatening. My nose drips. I don't have the nerve to wipe it.

Meine Schuhe sind voller eiserner Regen. Meine Beine sind warm, im Vergleich zu meinem Stomach. Ich habe gesagt, Nulands, es ist grün-grün drin. Ich weiß, ich weiß. Ich habe gesagt, es ist grün-grün drin! Die armen Kinder mussten sich aus ihrem Witz gefreut haben. Richtig. Wie ich nicht.

Gunpowder brennt meine Augen und füllt meine Nase. Ein Wad von Leid fliegt. Wenn das Ziel ein Mann wäre, würde das Wad seine Spine zerstören und er würde fühlen, dass seine Beine tot werden, während sein Herz explodiert. Ein weiterer Schlag.

Das Wad würde eine nette, runde Höhle verlassen und ich würde den Schmerz in seinen Augen sehen, als es halb sein Gehirn durch die Rückseite seines Hörers drückte. I hate the gun. I hate my job. I keep practicing. April 6th. Jim? What are you doing up? I just wanted to make sure he's... Another kick. Strong boy, little James. How did Barbara sleep through it?

I pray he is very strong and smart enough to stay alive. How did I let this happen? How did I screw up so badly? Bring an innocent child to life. In a city without hope.

Starts out well enough with the smell of Barbers lemon chicken and her fingers kneading baby oil into my shoulders. Rachmaninoff was her idea. Corny, but it works.

That feels great, honey.

Oh, honey, I forgot. I'm sorry.

Wenn wir einen Moment stoppen, meine Damen und Herren, unser Vigilante, oder Batman, wie er sich nennt, hat in den letzten fünf Wochen 78 Angriffe durchgeführt. Während dieser Zeit haben bestimmte Timing- und Methoden herausgekommen. Es ist klar, er hat eine unglaubliche physische Fähigkeit. Nicht er. Es. Hast du etwas, um zu unterstützen, Detective Flass? Er ist nicht menschlich.

Ich sage nur, er ist nicht menschlich. Danke, Detective Flass. Während der Vigilante vorsichtig ist, dass er unvergesslich bleibt, die Gemeinschaften für seine Angriffe anwesend wählt, arbeitet er ständig zwischen den Uhrzeiten von Mittwoch und 4 Uhr. Jemand hat einen Match? Hier ist er. Danke, Detective Essen.

Er arbeitet seinen Weg von street-level-Krieg bis zu seiner hohen Echelon, von Junkie-Mugger bis zu Pusher bis zu Supplier. Und auf der Weg zu allen Polizisten, die den ganzen Prozess weiterhelfen könnten. Nun, Flass, erzähl uns, was du von Batman kennst. Versuche nicht zu übertreiben.

Die Flasche stoppt kalt für einen Moment und wird rot. Er schießt mir einen Blick, den ich auf meine Wand schieben würde.

Kommissioner, ein Telefon für Sie, Herr.

Come in, Merkel. Merkel. The rain has worked its magic on the wiring of my heap. Between Rice Krispies sounds I get every fourth word. I'm two blocks from the action. My stomach lurching with the engine through backed up traffic.

It's just smoke.