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Batman, I'm in.

Looks like you were right.

Darkseid does indeed
have designs on Earth.

Work quickly, Question.

There's not a creature on Apokolips
that would hesitate to kill you.

Impossible.

Their plan is far worse
than we ever imagined.

He's going to...

Batman? Are you there?

You may have
discovered my father's plans.

But that knowledge
won't save your planet.

Kalibak.

Darkseid's demented progeny.

I don't know who smells worse:
You or the dogs.

The only stench
you'll be smelling is your own

as you cook
over the fire pits of Apokolips.

There's no escape.

Batman has sent you
on a suicide mission.

Batman sent me
because I always get answers.

There are fates worse than death
awaiting you and the people of Earth.

Will you face them or fry?

Good question.

Once upon a time,

Gotham City was a cesspool of crime
and corruption,

where gangsters and madmen
ran afoul of the law

and decent people lived in fear.

That is, until a force for justice

appeared in the leather-winged guise
of Batman.

Eventually, he saw the need
for a partner in crime-fighting,

a squire, who would help him
in his caped crusade.

Thus was born,

Robin.

Together they served
as an ever vigilant reminder

to the Gotham Underworld

that no criminal was safe

as long as the dynamic duo
was on the job.

It came time for the Robin
to leave the nest.

And the Dark Knight again
had to defend Gotham alone.

The greatest threat to Gotham
was the Joker.

The very antithesis of Batman,

who ultimately brought about
his own demise.

With his most fearsome foe
vanquished,

he was able to focus
on more important matters.

After all, even crime fighters need love.

And so it came to be

that the Bat and the Cat

prowled the Gotham nights together.

Our hero realized
Batman had to be immortal,

even though Bruce Wayne was not.

But being true to form,
he had a contingency plan.

And so the mantle of Batman was passed
and justice endured.

Batman endured.

But this story was far from over.

Little Damian.

Am I kidding myself,

hoping you'll never spend
sleepless nights

prowling rooftops
and hunting criminals?

But should the world
still need a Dark Knight,

I'll see to it that you're more than
just a Batman by birthright.

Even the dinosaurs
don't get a museum this big.

This is just Gotham's way
of saying thanks.

Without Batman,
the world would be a much darker place.

Who knows? Someday you may end up
in this museum, Damian.

Intimidating much, Dad?

Could I finish junior high
before you put a cape on me?

If this museum shows me anything,

it's that the world
will always need a Batman.

- But what if I wanna be a scientist?
- Crime-fighting is a science.

What about a racecar driver?

The Batmobile is the fastest car
on the planet.

- Astronaut.
- The galaxy is just another neighborhood

to patrol for a crime fighter.

Isn't that what Green Lantern
told you that time?

Cut it out, Dad.
Don't map out my life for me, okay?

Damian, why don't you go check out
the Hall of Holyisms?

It's corny but it's kind of cool.

He gets that attitude from you.

But he has your heart, Bruce.

You know how proud he is of you.
Of all this.

But he's young.

He needs to figure things out for himself
without us pushing him.

- Mom? Dad?
- Damian, over here.

Since the old man did the soft shoe
off this mortal coil years ago,

it's only fitting
that I crash the party in his place.

After all, I am the Joker's son.

Daddy's sledgehammer in here?
Heresy.

The Joker has a son?

You mean, someone had kids
with that guy?

Impossible.
This is just a sick, shameless charlatan.

I'm gonna make this city forget Batman

if I have to conk every gullible Gothamite
on the noggin one by one.

Got quite an arm on you, Mr. Wayne.

Think I'll use it
to beat you to death with.

Brand new joke.
Same old punch line.

Dad!

Funny, I was only supposed
to trash the place,

but looks like you're going
to be the booby prize, old man.

Hands off the merchandise.

No spawn of a rodeo clown
is going to squash my husband.

I forgot how cute you are
when you're threatening.

This guy's crazy.
What are we gonna do?

Here, give these a try.
It'll be good practice.

Dad, I told you I'm not ready.
I still... Look out!

It just a gas grenade, Damian.

You've got a whole three seconds
to throw it back before it goes off.

You think trashing a museum
is going to ruin Batman's legacy?

I won't let you do that.

You and what army, old man?

Actually, that army would be me.

We haven't met, Junior.

I'm Batman.

Well, now that the guest
of honor has arrived,

it's time to bring down the house.

No!

Guess it's true what they say,
"All comedy comes from tragedy."

Until next time, Batman.

Batman, hurry!
We've gotta save them.

Damian, come on.

No!

And so calamity struck
the Wayne family once again.

And while Gotham was left
without its most esteemed citizen

and the world its bravest hero,

it was a young boy
who would bear the greatest loss.

I've got a lead on where
that monster's gonna strike next, Damian.

If I had been the son they wanted me to be,
maybe I could have done something.

- Maybe I could have saved them.
- Some things are just destined to happen.

For some people, tragedy is inevitable.

But tragedy made
Bruce Wayne the man he was.

It made me who I am.

I don't know if I can
live up to the Batman legacy, Dick.

I don't know if I want to.

If I mess up, people get hurt.

Your dad taught you everything you need
to know to protect yourself and others.

You just have to believe in yourself enough
to use that knowledge.

Remember, Damian, there's more
to the Batman legacy than being Batman.

- I should know.
- Are you going to stop him?

I'm gonna make sure Joker
never hurts anyone again.

- Hey!
- Is that the Joker?

Laugh it up while you can, Junior,

you won't have anything to smile
about when I put your butt in Arkham.

Well, Batman,

I was wondering when you'd show up.

Shame about the Waynes,

seeing as it was your building
that fell on them and all.

You've crossed the line, madman.

Ooh. Cross the line?

I haven't even gotten warm yet.

That's enough Joker Gas
to blanket the city.

We thought the best way
to dishonor Batman

would be to replace
the citizen's memories of him with a smile.

We?

Batman,

you look shocked to see me.

Surprised to see me, Batman?

Or should I say, Nightwing?

Oh, how'd I know?
I'm crazy, not stupid, remember?

But now that Bruce Wayne's gone,
you'll have to do.

You're supposed to be dead.
How'd you...?

Oh, who cares? I've been blown up,

dropped down smokestacks,
fed to sharks.

I'm the Joker. I always survive.

Only this time, the joke was on me.

My doc recently gave me the bad news.

Seems all those chemicals
I'd exposed myself to over the years

finally took their toll.

He gave me six months to live.
I gave him six seconds.

So you needed a son to do your dirty work.

Him? Ha.

A nobody with nothing to live for
and nothing to lose.

He gladly let me make him over
in my image.

Batman's not the only one with fans,
you know.

So you killed the Waynes
in the name of destroying Batman's legacy.

I figured the old man
would just keep passing the torch down,

and if I'm ever going to get the last laugh,
I need to snuff it out.

And tonight, it ends with you.

The last of the Batmen.

My life's work is coming to an end.

Batman is an ideal, not a person.

- He can't die.
- We'll see about that.

Goodbye, New Batman.

Say, "hello," to the real one
when you see him.

Guess you missed
the announcement, Joker.

There's a new Robin in town too.

Well, aren't you precious?

- Damian?
- You were right.

It's time I lived up to the legacy.

- So, what do I do now?
- Keep them busy while I get to the gas.

Hey, new me, get him.

And they call me crazy.

You think putting on a Robin costume
makes you a hero?

No, you're just a fake.
I was born for this.

Oh, look at them go.
Reminds me of old times.

You know, I tried training
a lot of apprentices,

but it's hard to find someone

who can survive the rigors
of being completely insane.

Come on.

I've had punch lines
that hit harder than you.

Huh?

I am my father's son.

Now it's getting good,
don't you think, Batm...?

You're not going anywhere.

We all go down together.

This is the finale.

The show can't go on without Batman.

Let's get out of here.

Rule one: Good super villains never leave
the heroes alive, dummy.

Rule two:
Countdown clocks are for hacks.

Let chaos reign!

Oh...

This can't be good.

What happened?

Well, your Dad would say,
Joker was hoisted by his own petard.

Good job, kid.

- You think you're gonna stick with it?
- Yup.

Gotham needs a Batman
and Batman needs a Robin.

Young Damian
rose above great tragedy

and proved that his father
lived on through him.

He accepted his place
as heir to the cowl.

Ready to pound
some criminal scum, Robin?

Holy hammers of justice, Dad.

I mean, Batman.
Let's go get them.

Up late writing
another of your detective stories, Alfred?

A flight of fancy, sir.

Catwoman is planning another
feline related felony.

That explains why your Batsuit
looks so nicely pressed.

You know, she could make
quite the Mrs. Wayne some day.

The only rings I'm putting on her
are the Bat-cuffs.

Of course, sir.