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[ROARING]

You're getting to be a real thorn in my side, Batman.

And you're no rose, Poison Ivy.

[GRUNTS]

Why fight, Batman, when we can kiss and make up?

[BATMAN COUGHING]

Aw.

Who'll save you now, Jimbo?

BATGIRL: Yep, it's official.

| hate vegetables.

Batgirl.

For the last time, Ivy, it's woman, Batwoman.

And Commissioner Gordon won't be staying for dinner.

POISON IVY: Devour her.

Whoa.

Okay, Batman, awaiting your expert guidance here.

[GASPS]

Seriously, help?

Go ahead, Batman. Give your little lady friend a hand.

As you command.

[GRAPPLING HOOK FIRES]

BATGIRL: Hey.

Guess you were serious about not wanting a sidekick.

Hey.

Whoa.

BATGIRL: Um, hiya. You've probably been wondering what I'm doing here.

Fair enough. Yesterday, | was just your average teen who was trying to find herself.

Today, I've got some majorly peeved petunias nipping at my cape.

But enough about my new wardrobe, let me take you back to the beginning.

[GRUNTS]

Now, if you think this all started with a bad girl named Poison Ivy, you'd be wrong.

The situation came down the night before at a plant.

Um, as in industrial, not vegetable.

And it started with a bad guy.

Target sighted.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Proceed with your mission, Temblor.

Hello? Is this thing on?

Ah... Yes, yes, the fine print. Payment in full and in advance.

Let's rumble.

[SIREN WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

COP: Freeze.

DISPATCHER [OVER RADIO]: Officers need back up. Repeat...

-...back up. -It's on its way.

Hoo-yah!

Howdy, I'm Temblor.

Let's shake.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Temblor, I'm waiting. Have you completed your mission?

[SIRENS WAILING]

[GROANING]

GORDON: Set up a perimeter.

If Mr. Quake so much as breathes, | want someone to tell me what he had for lunch.

It's okay to show yourself, you're not on our most wanted list anymore.

BATMAN: Force of habit.

Third building Temblor has taken out this week...

-...and we still can't nail a pattern. -I'Il nail a motive: he's work for hire.

| managed to borrow this from Temblor.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Gordon.

Uh, not a good time. What is it, Barbara?

It's your lucky night, Pop. No need to pick me up from gymnastics.

You skipped practice. Again.

You sound stressed. | should let you go.

You're letting years of training down the drain.

| just hope you're not out with Pamela Isley again.

| don't give you a hard time about the company you keep.

-We'll talk when | get home. -You're with him right now, aren't you?

No. Yes-- We're discussing a case.

Roger that, commish, over and out.

My daughter. Teenagers, huh?

-Ready, Red? -Let's do it, Red.

This is a stickup.

[GASPS]

Psyche.

Quite a mess, huh?

Well, not compared to the amount of pollution your company Chlorogene...

...dumps into our environment.

And don't even get me started on your whole...

...Chloro-Mulch-brand mutated super vegetables.

We'll save you.

Security.

PAMELA: Good job, Red.

[BARBARA GASPS]

GUARD: Hey.

-You're a superstar, Red. -Years of training.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Beats hanging out at the mall, huh?

[SIREN CHIRPS]

-Uh-oh. -Busted.

You two need a ride?

[RADIO CLICKS OFF]

I'm concerned you're on your way to blowing your shot at the Olympics.

What could have been more important than practice tonight?

Red and | were just out trying to make the world a better place.

You know, for plants.

I'm all for green, Pamela. Really | am.

But | know from your juvenile hall record that your methods can be a little extreme.

Now, sorry to cut the evening short, but it's past my daughter's curfew.

PAMELA: Thanks for the ride, commish.

Barb, Pam's a bad seed.

[BEEPING]

You've traced the messages to their source already, Master Bruce?

Batwave's intercepting a live message, Alfred.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Temblor.

| have a new target for you.

PAMELA: | want you to destroy the corporate headquarters...

...of Chlorogene.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Your target is the corporate headquarters of Chlorogene.

Its destruction must be total.

[CACKLES]

WOMAN: Pammy, | need you to take out the trash.

TEMBLOR: Who was that? -That was my henchman.

WOMAN: | said, take out the trash.

In a minute.

-What about my pay? -In full and in advance, as usual.

Wired straight from my piggy bank.

Yep, this should cover it.

And here | thought earthquakes struck without warning.

Buddy, you just dialed D for destruction.

[GRUNTS]

GORDON: | thought I'd seen it all, Barb.

You wouldn't believe the demolition this Temblor character is capable of.

The Bat has a lead. | think he's really gonna come through for us on this one.

So when you gonna invite the Dark Knight over...

...for your killer pork chops so | can meet him?

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Beanbags are us. This is Gary.

Hey, Red, I'm not done with Chlorogene and their mutated super plants.

What say you and me go down to their research labs...

...and try some persuasion on their scientists?

No can do, a parental unit is near. Gotta go.

The other Red?

Barb, she's trouble.

Pam's a good friend and she gets the environment thing.

That's important to me.

Last month, Betsy was a good friend and beekeeping was important to you.

Look, Pop, if you're so concerned Pam is gonna steer me down some criminal path...

...juSt remember | was pretty much set on becoming a detective...

...until someone decided to get me a mustachioed Eastern European gym coach...

...SO | could go for the gold.

Barb, law enforcement is dangerous work, | don't want that life for you.

Maybe if you'd seen the mess Temblor made at Neugog Chemicals tonight.

What? Neugog Chemicals?

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Gordon. Batman and Temblor at Chlorogene?

Just now? I'll be right there.

Sorry, hon. Duty calls.

Neugog Chemicals, Chlorogene?

Companies Red and | went to on protests.

Or scouting missions for Temblor's demolitions.

BRUCE: Batwave traced the messages to their source.

Pamela Isley. | know that name.

| hope you're not out with Pamela Isley again.

Barbara Gordon's friend.

| do hope the commissioner's daughter is not somehow involved in this enterprise.

So do l.

Get out before we call the police.

Had your chance.

ALFRED [OVER RADIO]: Sir, Batwave is intercepting another live message.

-Put it through, Alfred. MAN: | have a new target, Temblor...

...Chlorogene research labs.

-It's located-- -Yeah, yeah.

It's just around the corner from me. But before we discuss that...

...there seems to be a little problem with the money transfers.

I'm sorry, but didn't you just blow the last job? Listen, Temblor--

If you're interested in getting paid at all, you'd better get over here right now.

-| said here. Stupid. BARBARA: Temblor?

Is he a friend from homeroom?

Heh. Looks like you caught me red-handed, Red.

Did one of your twigs snap, Pam? You hired a thug.

You'd be surprised what you can find on the Internet.

Pam, it's not too late. You have to stop this.

[SIGHS]

| don't wanna have to watch my dad read you your rights.

Tsk. And here | thought we were two peas in a pod.

Should have known | couldn't trust the commish's kid.

I'll miss you, Red.

[GASPS]

Well, well.

Let me see how this works, testing.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Testing.

You are not at all how | pictured you.

Boss.

See, the way it works, boss, is when you don't pay...

.. YOU pay.

Hey, we're good for it. We'll, uh, raise the funds with a bake sale.

You like brownies?

PAMELA: Later, Red, you two have fun.

I'm warning you, I'm an Olympic hopeful.

[YELLS, GRUNTS]

Mutant tomatoes, yum.

[CLATTERING]

You've been terminated.

[CHUCKLES]

[YELLS, GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

Hmm.

Huh?

[GASPS]

The Batman.

And he's-- He is awesome.

PAMELA: Red. Help, | can't move.

Oh, no, toxic sludge.

No. Hang on, Red.

[YELLS, GRUNTS]

That stuff mutates plants, | don't wanna see what it does to humans.

TEMBLOR: Here comes the big one.

[SCREAMS]

No.

[COUGHING]

[SIGHS]

[SIRENS WAILING]

Did you, uh, invite him for pork chops?

Will she be okay?

We'll know more after the detox procedure.

BATGIRL: Okay, | know.

You still wanna know how we get from here...

...to here.

Well, believe it or not...

Hee-yah!

.. this, my friends, is only the beginning.