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Doctor, you know the council's
policy on unauthorized travel.

Mr. Wayne! Mr. Wayne!

Please, I must speak... Ah!

Tell Ava Kirk that her
father is still alive!

The police didn't find
anything more than we did.

Whoever fired those darts was as good
at disappearing as... Well, you.

And the victim?

Comatose, but
expected to recover.

The tablet was damaged, but so
far I've found these photos

and the man's name,
Horace Spangle.

Katana: I've seen that picture of you and
your dad before, in the trophy room.

Who are the other two?

The man was a friend of my
father named Paul Kirk.

He was a big game hunter
who died on safari.

The girl is his daughter, Ava.

She became a doctor.

Last I heard, Ava was setting up
clinics overseas for the poor.

- No idea where she is now.
- Alfred: She's in Gotham.

She returned home
two months ago.

All clear. Still say you
should have brought flowers.

Chocolates would
have worked too.

- Bruce? Bruce Wayne?
- Hello, Ava.

Bruce: It's been a long time.

Bruce, you might want to take
your reunion indoors. Fast.

- Why don't we talk about this inside?
- Oh, of course.

How about you and I get
to know each other?

Where'd he come from? Uh, Bruce.

So where have you
been all this time?

Somalia, Lebanon. My work takes
me to some dangerous places.

Katana?

I'm okay, but you're not going
to believe what happened.

Bruce? What's going on?

I just don't understand why this Dr. Spangle
would say my father was still alive.

The answer to that undoubtedly lies
with the men who attacked you.

Until we find out who they are, I think
it would be best for you to stay here.

Dad and your father.

They would have been about
our age in this picture.

- I'm sorry we lost touch.
- You were always... Different.

From the other rich
boys of Gotham.

But I liked that. You weren't
a cookie cutter copy.

You were unique, and
that's always harder.

Sorry to interrupt, but Ms.
Kirk's room is ready.

I appreciate you going
to all this trouble.

It's no trouble at all. I have plenty of...
How many guest rooms do we have, Alfred?

- Seventeen?
- Nineteen.

We missed two on the
last inventory.

See? Plenty. Now get some rest.

Alfred will be at your disposal.

Alfred: An Internet scan by the bat computer
revealed our mysterious Dr. Spangle

works for a weather research
company called Norack.

What connects a weather
scientist to Paul Kirk,

a hunter who's been
dead for 20 years?

Better question, why would Horace
Spangle, a leading genetics expert,

be working for a weather
research company at all?

According to Spangle's tablet,

Norack recently acquired
this warehouse, here.

Near the docks.

Interesting.

No rigor. No signs of decay.

Are they dead, or...
Something else?

It can't be! That's...

Ava's father.

So you're Paul Kirk, a man
who's been dead for 20 years.

Paul Kirk, yes.

Dead, no.

Paul: My safaris were a cover story for
my work as a government operative.

My codename was Manhunter.

While on a mission behind enemy lines,
I was wounded and left for dead.

That's when a secret society
called The Council found me

and changed my life forever.

The Council's leader, a madman named Dr.
Anatol Mykros,

decided to take my natural
skills as a tracker and fighter

and exploit them for
his own purposes.

A few weeks ago, Spangle
learned Mykros' real plan,

overthrowing the
world's governments.

Once he knew the truth, Dr. Spangle
set me free and gave me a weapon.

I spent 20 years in
suspended animation

while they learned how to create
mindless, inorganic soldiers

from a modified
version of my DNA.

Inorganic? So they're not alive?

In the truest sense
of the word, no.

They are merely an army of robots
that always follow orders.

Each with all my
fighting skills.

Cold, unfeeling and deadly.

Oh!

We knew Mykros would try to force
me to come back by threatening Ava.

So Spangle sought out
Bruce Wayne for help.

Once my daughter was safe, I
could focus on the clones.

Sorry to have tied you up, but I
didn't know if I could trust you.

No problem.

- Why is it stopping?
- I'm not sure.

The Council controls the clones
through a subdural microtransmitter.

That's a trade secret, Paul.

Mykros.

- What do you want?
- The question is,

what do you want?
Your freedom, or...

- your legacy.
- Ava.

- He has Ava.
- Yes, Paul. I have your daughter.

Meet me at dawn on the upper
level of the Gotham Bridge.

Come alone, if you ever want
to see your daughter again.

Any questions?

No!

You can't go alone.
It's obviously a trap.

I have no choice.

I have ways to get to the
bridge without Mykros knowing.

You have a choice.

I assume you have some
sort of base somewhere?

It's a cave, actually. But there's one
thing you need to know before we go there.

What's that?

It's a secret cave.

Finally! I didn't know how much
more of your snoring I could take.

Deviated septum.
Comes with the job.

What was that you
sprayed me with?

It's a neurotoxin derived
from the chironex fleckeri.

Also known as the sea wasp.

Drink this grapefruit juice. It
will neutralize the effects.

- Who's he, your butler?
- I'm a friend, Mr. Kirk.

Masked or not, we all share the goal
of your daughter's safe return.

Good. Then let's get to work.

Mykros will have guards posted on the upper
level and at both ends of the bridge.

We'll enter from below.

We'll need more of
this anti-clone toxin.

It's time. Let's go.

Hello, Paul. So good
of you to come.

Save the pleasantries, Mykros.

Release Ava and I come quietly.

Try anything and you're
dead where you stand.

Always in such a hurry
to leave, Paul.

You have to learn to savor
life's little moments.

Dad? How can this be?

I wish I had the proper
time to tell you.

May I give my daughter a hug?

You owe me that.

Perhaps there is some sentiment
in you, after all.

Very well. But make it quick.

That's the signal. You're up.

Oh, Paul. Again,
you disappoint me.

I wish I could say
I was surprised.

Ava: Ah!

Batman: Manhunter!

I'll help Kirk get Ava.
You check on Alfred.

Katana! Drop off! I've got this.

- Nice.
- Alfred: It's not always about gymnastics.

But sometimes it is about
superior firepower.

That's far enough.

It's over, Paul. You come
with me, now, or Ava dies.

Once we're safely away, I
will deactivate the bomb.

Manhunter, you can't!

- Batman?
- It's his decision.

Ah!

How could you let
Mykros take him?

I didn't.

You made the right
decision, Paul.

Soon, I'll find Spangle, and then we can
get to work rebuilding our clone program.

And this time you'll be awake
as we take our samples.

I suspect it will be very...
Painful.

- Have you nothing to say?
- What would you like me to say?

That it wasn't hard to hack the
chip that controls the clones?

Because it wasn't.

In the confusion, it
was simple enough

to take control of one of
the clones on the bridge.

The Council's hold
on me is over.

Goodbye, Dr. Mykros.

No! You have to let me go.

Or your daughter...

- I wish you could stay longer.
- I know.

But even with Mykros in custody,

There may still be more
of my clones out there.

I can't stop until I'm
the only one of me left.

They've taken so much from you.

But they didn't take the
most important thing.

I'll come back.

I've received word
from the hospital.

Dr. Spangle is awake and can
leave when you're ready.

Good. We have a lot
of work to do.

The Council is still dangerous,
despite being on the run.

And what about Ava?

I don't think they'll come
after her now, but...

- just in case.
- She'll be protected.

You have my word.

When my life was in danger, my
dad knew you would help me.

You didn't let him down. And you
didn't let me down, either.

You're one of a kind, Bruce. I'm
glad we found each other again.