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[instrumental music playing]

[car alarm beeping]

[dogs barking, siren wailing]

[helicopter hovering]

They're all here?

Of course, they're all here.

I told Naja Naja I'd get 'em, didn't I?

[prisoners crying]

Do they have enough air in there, brother?

Last time, there wasn't enough air.

Yeah, yeah. You make one mistake...

Don't worry. They've got air, food, water.

It's like a cruise ship.

Hmm, good.

[door slams]

We get this shipment to the ceremony,

our Lord might give you another chance.

Maybe you'll survive in Kali Yuga's new world.

You think so?

Oh, man...

We'll get them there on time. I promise, Chen.

Kobra can count on me.

-[glass breaks] -[all gasp]

Don't lose your head. Back to back.

Shoot at anything that moves.

It's the bat.

It's gotta be the bat!

[suspenseful music playing]

There! [gun firing]

Did we get him?

[Azrael] You cavort with demons and call them gods!

[gun cocking]

You embrace the darkness

and treat it as if it was light.

[grunts]

[Azrael] Your judgment is at hand.

[Kobra member grunts]

And I, Azrael... find you guilty!

[guns cocking, firing]

[screams in pain]

[all gasp]

What in the hell?

[grunts]

[screams]

[suspenseful music playing]

[tires screeching]

[thud]

[screaming]

[crash]

[screams]

Which way?

How should I know? Maybe...

[grunts]

[Chen screaming]

[panting]

[Azrael] Defiler.

Evil.

Your cult of serpents must be punished.

Please... please don't.

I promise. I'll change my ways.

Please!

[intense music playing]

Kali Yuga, thank you.

Stay down.

[Azrael grunting]

[panting]

[grunts]

[Tony screams]

[Azrael grunting]

[horn honking]

-[tires screech] -[Tony grunts]

Someone call 911!

[Azrael] No... No, not this.

Not again.

[Jean-Paul shudders]

Please.

You have to help me.

You have to.

[sobbing]

[theme music playing]

[eerie music playing]

[woman labored screaming]

[panting]

[screaming continues]

Come on. Push woman, push!

-That's it, that's it. -[screaming]

C'mon, c'mon. Push!

[screaming]

[baby crying]

[sighing in exhaustion]

[gasps]

[in Spanish] Tell me.

[in English] It's...

It's a boy.

[crying] No, no!

It can't be true. No, please!

[crying] I'm so sorry, my child.

I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry. -[baby crying]

[sad music playing]

[warden in Spanish] Look, ma'am.

[in English] I do not make the rules.

This is our way.

You and the boy must pay for your husband's sins.

It isn't right!

Life rarely is.

[crying]

[indistinct chatter]

-Oh, now what do we have here? -Huh?

[grunts in pain]

Hey!

[laughing maniacally]

Right now, I'm gonna have a little snack.

[laughs]

What? Where is it?

[laughing]

Oh, you think that's funny?

[prisoner screaming]

[suspenseful music playing]

[panting]

Momma!

[coughing]

Momma.

Here, eat.

What have I told you? Huh?

No weakness. No pity.

Even for me.

You want to be kind to your mama?

Then survive. Dominate.

Subjugate! [coughing]

-[in Spanish] But mom... -No.

[in English] You do not make me strong by showing me mercy.

If I am to live, I must want to.

If you are to live, you must want to.

[coughing]

This is the way of the world.

[coughing]

[wheels squeaking]

[gasps] He's here.

I found something for you.

-What is it? -An old magazine.

But it talks about Gotham City.

A place with the prettiest women...

and handsome-looking men and

skyscrapers as high as the eye can see.

It's a place a boy could become a man.

-Here. -"Gotham Today.

The strength of Thomas Wayne..."

-[woman coughing] -Thank you.

Of course.

How is your mother?

Sick.

Oh... I am sorry.

But if you need me, I'll be here.

Look, Momma. I have something new to read.

A wonder.

I thought you have read everything they have.

Why?

Why do we read?

Because knowledge is strength.

And strength is survival.

Yes.

Good.

What is it about?

Someone named Thomas Wayne.

He lives in Gotham City.

I have heard of him.

He is a powerful man.

A strong man.

You could be a man like him.

[scoffs] Not from inside these walls.

[coughing] Then grow.

Grow until these walls cannot hold you.

Till you burst free.

Then you can show the world...

people like this Thomas Wayne,

what true strength is.

[coughing]

I will, Momma.

I'll make them bow before me.

And then, I'll give you a palace in the sky.

The world will know our name, Momma.

Someday, we'll go to this Gotham,

and it will be ours.

Don't worry.

Someday, it will be ours.

[wheels squeaking]

Mmm...

I heard about your mother.

[clicks tongue]

You're all alone now.

[door sliding]

Well, I know you must be sad,

but I can comfort you.

It's good to let others carry your burdens.

[boy grunts]

That is weakness!

The strong carry their own burdens.

And the weak, they deserve what they get.

[grunts]

[book man choking]

[boy panting]

Hey!

[boy grunting]

[guard] Calm down!

Boy...

what have you done?

[biting, screaming]

[warden screaming]

[in Spanish] Goddamn it!

[in English] That is not a boy.

That's a demon.

A bane to everything that is holy.

Take him.

Place him in the Cavidad Oscuro.

[screaming]

[thud]

[coughing]

It would be a mercy to kill you quickly... Bane.

But there is no more mercy here.

The government forbids me from executing you,

but I have other ways.

Don't worry.

No one has survived the Cavidad Oscuro for long.

[mouse squeaking]

So your stay will be a short one.

Here's something for you

to pass what little time you have left.

[grunts]

[grunting]

-[panting] -[squeaking]

[laughs]

[in Spanish] Ah, look at that. [in English] You have friends!

[laughs] Hiciste amigos.

[warden laughing]

I see the hate burning in your eyes, boy.

Let's hope it's enough to keep you warm.

[laughing callously]

[squeaking]

[grunts]

[instrumental music playing]

[inhaling and exhaling]

[gate opens]

[prisoners speaking indistinctly]

[prisoner] Is that the kid?

How long has he been down there?

Forever.

If he can survive, so can we.

He has shown us.

[electrical beeping]

You are a survivor, which means you are strong.

And we need strong men.

Our government has created something.

Something that will make our soldiers more than...

mortal.

If we can find someone strong enough to withstand it.

We've had little success so far.

But maybe you will be different, eh?

This is your chance to pay for the sins of your father.

It is called "Venom."

And with it,

we will return Santa Prisca to its former glory.

[anguished grunting]

[screaming]

[in Spanish] Our glory.

[monitor beeping rapidly]

[grunting]

[beeping accelerating]

[continuous beep]

Ah...

[in English] I thought he would survive

where the others could not.

No matter.

I have an entire building of unwilling guinea pigs.

[steady beeping]

[grunts]

[anguished screams]

[guard screaming]

No, no! [screams]

[grunts] Please... don't...

-[gunshot] -[screaming]

Please, I... I'll give you anything.

Just let me live.

[speaking Spanish]

[in English] Live?

You do not know what it means to live. It is not a right.

It is a prize...

A prize which must be won!

Please. [grunts]

I should thank you.

You made me survive.

Made me embrace the darkness.

Learn what true strength is.

And now I must give others that gift.

What...

What...

What are you?

What you said, "a demon, an abomination.

A bane to everything that is holy."

[alarm beeping]

Surrender!

No.

[guard] No, por favor... No!

-[guard screaming] -[gunfire]

[buzzer sounds]

[prisoners chanting] Bane! Bane! Bane! Bane! Bane!

[chanting continues]

[Shondra] So, what gives you hope, Mr. Wayne?

[Bruce Wayne] Now?

Well, I hope we can move this along

so I can go back to work.

Please take this seriously.

Oh, I am.

I thought you were supposed to help me

with some of my more serious physical problems.

In order to do what I do, to heal the body,

we have to make sure we heal the mind.

So, as I was saying, what gives you hope?

I don't know.

A good scotch.

A nice watch.

Uh-huh.

If you won't start, maybe I should.

Mr. Wayne, I did a deep dive on you the other day.

-I'm flattered. -Don't be.

What I found was really quite interesting.

The tabloids reported you had a falling out

with your son, Dick Grayson?

[Bruce] It was...

It was time for him to move on.

And then your second ward, Jason Todd?

By your own admission, a hard case.

Well... I'm sorry for your loss.

And you mentioned a new intern at work. Tim?

He's... um...

Smart. Determined.

-In need? -I'm sorry.

I don't really understand...

Oh, Mr. Wayne.

Bruce, please.

Mr. Wayne, we both know you understand.

You may have all of your board,

the media, whatever debutante

you take out on the town fooled.

But I've been listening to you for a few days,

and I know how intelligent you are.

I know the mask you put on for those around you.

I'm here because I thought you might be able to help me

with some of my physical issues.

No. You're here because your surrogate father

said he'd quit if you didn't find help.

I want to help you, Mr. Wayne.

And in order for me to help,

I need to know what and who I'm helping.

I see.

I'll make sure you're paid for wasting your time.

When I ask you what gives you hope,

it seems obvious to me. But you don't seem to see it.

Enlighten me.

People. Helping people.

It's obvious from your own personal tragedies

that you're working out the trauma you experienced

as a little boy by helping others.

What's fascinating, however,

is that you don't recognize the need

to be helped in return.

Instead, you continue to think

these people would be lost without you.

Which makes you, if I can be blunt...

You weren't before?

It makes you a control freak with a messiah complex.

You need help, Mr. Wayne.

And if you don't ask for it, something's going to break.

And things that break

aren't easily put back together.

[prisoner screaming]

Cell 113, secured.

Cell 114, secured.

[Mad Hatter] Secure?

If I was secure, I'm sure they'd let me out.

I am late for a tea party, after all. [laughs maniacally]

-[sighs] Nutball. -[metal door clangs]

[suspenseful music playing]

Stan?

I just heard a noise in the east wing.

Is that you?

Stan?

Stan, this isn't funny.

[Mad Hatter] Ohh...

Well, maybe you're going bonkers.

But I'll tell you a little secret,

all the best people are. [laughs]

Shut up, Hatter!

Stan!

Okay, I'm pulling the alarm.

You hear me?

[Bane growling]

I hear you.

[cracking]

[guard struggling]

[Mad Hatter] Ohh...

I might make the tea party after all.

[singing] ♪ I'm going to the party ♪

♪ I'm going to the party ♪

[laughing maniacally]

[suspenseful music playing]

[beeping]

[timer beeping]

The liberation of Gotham begins.

[explosion]

[tires screeching]

[grunts]

Shouldn't you slow down?

No.

[engine accelerating]

I didn't mean driving.

I meant...

You haven't slept since Arkham exploded two days ago.

You need to rest.

I'll rest when everyone that's escaped is captured.

Not before.

[tires screech]

Right now, we're all that stands

between those inmates and the fall of Gotham.

Well, maybe we should ask Jean-Paul for help.

His training is coming along

and he hasn't had an outburst in...

I told you, he's a bomb that needs to be defused.

The only reason he's in the cave is that

we have a chance to help him where no one else would.

We just need to keep an eye on him,

to give him purpose, to show him his skills

can be a blessing instead of a curse.

We're here.

[tires screech]

Stay put.

What? I'm coming with you.

No, you're not.

Man the aerial drone. Relay anything that might warrant it.

[swishing]

Yes, sir.

[whirring]

[whooshes]

North of your location,

it looks like Mad Hatter is having a party.

Yes, yes. You're all doing splendidly.

Now, I think it's time for dessert.

Everyone, you see the knives in front of you?

Pick them up.

[knives clinking]

You all had a hand in sending me to Arkham.

So why not use those hands to kill yourselves?

[laughs maniacally]

[dramatic music playing]

[knives clinking]

[Mad Hatter] Oh, look, it's Batman.

Hello, dear.

How nice of you to join us.

Come on, sit down.

Sit down.

Would you like a nice cup of tea?

Mad Hatter, the party's over.

Over?

But, we just got here.

My friends are wearing their party hats,

and now they'll do whatever I want them to do.

And what I want them to do,

is play a favorite game of a friend of mine.

Off with your head. Off with your head.

Off with your head. Off with your head.

Off with your head!

[laughs maliciously]

[grunting and groaning]

[Mad Hatter continues laughing maliciously]

[grunting]

[Mad Hatter] Oh!

My days! I've never seen that before.

Well, Batman, you've really lost your touch.

I expected more from the Dark Knight.

[laughs maniacally]

[crackling]

[groans]

What? Where am I?

[grunting and groaning]

[dramatic music playing]

This party is getting boring.

Let's end the night with a bang!

[laughs maniacally]

[grunting]

You insolent... [grunts]

[squeals]

I told you to wait in the car.

I'm sorry. I... It looked like you needed some help.

Hmm.

[suspenseful music playing]

[exhales deeply]

[groans]

-[Jean-Paul] No! -[Alfred] Jean-Paul?

Are you all right?

Alfred.

[laughs quietly]

Yes.

Yes, I think so.

Take heart.

You lasted longer than last time,

and the time before that.

All in all, you're making tremendous progress.

Yes, but...

Uh, what they did to me, Alfred.

I had a life before Azrael.

Before the Order of Dumas.

At least I thought I did.

Now I...

I don't know who or...

what I am.

You are a man that was abused

by this Order of Dumas... Your father.

What they did was unconscionable.

But we'll fix it, my boy.

Batman does not take people into his confidence lightly.

You're here because he thinks it's the best place

for you to heal, to recover.

And you're well on your way.

In the meantime, may I recommend doing

what we Englishmen do when things get a bit rough?

What's that?

Have a spot of tea.

[engine revs]

[tires screech]

I was not trying to disobey you.

I just... It looked like you needed help, that's all.

What I need is for you to follow orders.

Look into what caused the explosion at Arkham.

Ask Jean-Paul.

Maybe his considerable computer skills can be of use.

I should be in the field and...

Right. Understood.

Master Bruce, may I make you some food, sir?

No, Alfred, I'm just back to resupply.

Sir, if I may, you are looking a bit weary.

You need to sleep.

I'm sure the Arkham escapees would love that,

but I can't give them a break.

Not now.

Radio in if you find anything.

He's tired, Tim.

I'm sure you'll be back out on patrol in no time.

I know.

I'm just worried.

He's been going nonstop for two days.

That's a long time with no rest,

even for Batman.

Yes, you're right, of course.

Since you'll be staying here for the evening,

shall I tell your father that you'll be working late?

I'm not staying here.

Master Bruce wanted you to stay in the Batcave.

He didn't say stay in the Batcave.

He said, "Figure out how Arkham exploded"

"with Jean-Paul." And that's exactly what we're gonna do.

I don't think Master Bruce will take kindly

to your semantic loophole.

If Batman's gonna push himself to the edge,

I have to try to help him as best I can.

I need to check out the bomb site in person.

I'll be careful, I promise.

And Jean-Paul?

Does he really need to go?

He's been stuck in here for weeks. Batman said,

"We have to show him there's more he can do."

Besides, I don't have a driver's license

and I kinda need a lift.

[sirens wailing]

[Montoya] Zsasz is a killer.

Every minute we are out here puts those women in danger.

I'm not sending my men in there to be killed one at a time.

We wait.

For what? Your vigilante friend to show up?

I'll, uh, check on SWAT's ETA.

Commissioner,

we are paid to stand in harm's way.

That's the job.

Some day, he won't be here to clean up our city's mess,

and it's gonna be up to us.

We know what to do.

Just let us do it.

There's a difference between what we do and what he does.

If that day comes,

the one you're describing, Detective Montoya,

where he's not here to fight these crazies,

Gotham City will already be lost.

And there won't be a damn thing we can do about it.

I'll check the perimeter.

[sirens wailing]

Don't prove me wrong.

[suspenseful music playing]

[grunting]

[suspenseful music continues]

[woman screaming]

Please, no! Please, no! [screams]

-Please. -Come here, zombie.

Let my blade have a look at you.

Please. Please don't.

You spend so much time on your face,

your hair, your makeup. It's all so pointless.

Your existence is pointless.

Just another zombie.

But I'm here,

here to set you free from your meaningless life!

Isn't that wonderful?

Freeze!

Put the gun down, zombie,

or this pretty smile

gets a whole lot wider.

Let the girl go, Zsasz!

Why? So she can keep doing the same things over and over?

Not gonna happen, zombie.

[woman whimpers]

Take me.

Take me instead.

A hero?

How sweet.

[Montoya] The gun's down.

I'm right here.

[slurps] Well, I'm sure you'll taste sweet too.

All that blue blood.

[knife swishes]

[groans]

What did your sacrifice get you?

Hmm?

After you're dead, I'll move on to the rest,

and nothing on this earth

can stop me.

[dramatic music playing]

Oh, look at him, zombie.

You can see it, can't you?

He's just like me.

A predator.

He's not like you.

He doesn't kill.

He doesn't?

How can you be sure?

Oh, look at him...

tired, wavering...

How long before he gives in to his darker desires?

Oh, come on, let's find out.

What do you say?

I say...

you talk too much.

[grunts]

[laughing maniacally]

You have the hostages?

Go!

[suspenseful music playing]

[inhales deeply]

[grunting and groaning]

[Batman groans]

[Zsasz] Predator...

like me.

[grunting and groaning]

[dramatic music playing]

Batman! Stop!

I...

Is he dead?

Just... like... me.

-[laughs] -No.

I... I...

I need to go.

You almost killed him.

If this is how you help, you're no better than they are.

[swishing]

What the hell happened, Montoya?

Your hero, Commissioner,

he's losing control.

[suspenseful music playing]

[thunder rumbling]

[car doors close]

Are you sure I need to wear this?

Can't have anyone linking you to me or Batman, you know?

[suspenseful music playing]

What exactly are we looking for?

Evidence.

Reports said that it was a gas explosion.

But GCPD, fire,

everyone seems to be stretched thin.

I'm guessing they barely looked this place over

before they headed to their next emergency.

[suspenseful music continues]

Hey, Robin, what's this?

[Robin] Huh.

That's unusual.

What is?

The burn pattern here.

Or the lack of one. Like something exploded out.

Look, see the scorch marks moving upward

almost in a sphere shape.

This was a bomb.

Some sort of multiple plastique.

How do you know all this stuff?

You're just a kid.

A kid that loves mysteries, puzzles.

I may never be the detective that Batman is,

but I'm definitely gonna give him a run for his money.

Here. Look.

There's the detonator.

A little of the explosive residue.

And...

That's a spectrometer.

Yes, a very expensive portable one.

Hey, looks like you haven't

forgotten everything from your past.

It's all jumbled, like a puzzle.

Bits and pieces that come and go.

I know, but don't worry,

it will all come back, I promise.

But until then, I appreciate your help.

Well, beats midterms.

[beeping]

I've seen this particular brand of explosive before.

A couple weeks ago, a member of the Bertinelli crime family

used it on an armored car, which means...

Another field trip?

You read my mind.

[suspenseful music playing]

[henchman] It's been a couple of days, boss.

You must've worked up a riddle that'll get us rich.

Riddle me this, boys.

Why was the loud hunter mauled by his prey?

Hmm?

Because he didn't shut his trap.

No.

Something else is going on out there.

A riddle I haven't found the answer to.

We wait it out until the time...

[grunting]

No one sits out tonight.

Who...

You.

You are responsible for all the chaos in Gotham.

[Bane] The chaos has always been there.

I'm just helping everyone rise above it.

And you...

I am helping you find out what true strength is.

[suspenseful music playing]

[engine revs]

[glass breaking]

[dramatic music playing]

Scarface! No!

[grunts]

You're losing it, Bats.

Really losing it.

[groans]

[dramatic music playing]

[grunting]

[dramatic music playing]

I got him. I got the Batman.

[screaming]

[Firefly laughs maniacally]

[grunting and groaning]

[swooshing]

[dramatic music continues]

[grunting and groaning]

[Batman sighs]

[Batman coughing]

Batman doesn't look so good.

No.

No, he doesn't.

[laughs wickedly]

[Jason] Failed me. You failed me. You failed me.

You got me killed. [echoing]

No.

You're gonna get Tim killed.

Jean-Paul, Alfred.

[grunts]

This city would be better off without you.

You're the reason Gotham suffers!

[grunting]

This... isn't... real.

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

[somber music playing]

[thunder rumbling]

[line ringing]

[Shondra] Hello?

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Mr. Wayne?

Bruce.

Is that you?

I'm tired, Shondra.

[Shondra] Have you slept?

There's no time.

[Shondra] No time for what?

Bruce...

I want to help you, but the first step

in getting help is to want it.

You called me for a reason.

I know your work is important.

I know that you've been running yourself ragged.

But, Bruce, you need to slow down.

Where are you?

In my car.

[Shondra] Good. Come to the office.

I'm working late anyway, and we can talk.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think I...

[dramatic music playing]

I have to go.

-Bruce, don't... -[touchscreen beeps]

[engine revs]

[tires screech]

[door creaks]

[door closes]

[mysterious music playing]

[clock ticks loudly]

[beeping]

[The Riddler] You figured it out!

"I am a king that works every day,

every second, every hour, every minute, day in day out."

[screeching]

"What am I?"

Welcome to Crowning Clock Tower, Batman.

Nygma!

What...

What happened to you?

Another riddle. But the answer isn't one you're going to like.

[loud grunting]

Hmm.

[laughs wickedly]

I can't feel a thing.

[grunting]

I can't feel... a thing.

What did he do to me?

[groaning]

[clock ticks loudly]

[Batman groaning]

[The Riddler] The bomb!

If I don't get out of here, we're both going to die.

[grunts]

[dramatic music playing]

[bomb beeping]

[straining]

[grunts]

[glass shattering]

[bomb beeps]

[somber music playing]

Sergeant, take two men and go down that alley.

[car starts]

[tires screech]

Nygma?

He ran off. Fast, too.

Looked like he was hopped up on something.

He couldn't have gotten far.

Batman, are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be?

Look at you, you look like hell.

Besides...

I'm getting reports...

Of what?

You're off your game.

You're a little more edgy than usual.

I'm fine.

Bullshit.

We've worked with each other for years.

You're not fine.

Look,

if you ever need to talk,

I'm here.

[melancholy music playing]

[chomps loudly]

Tell him it's delicious, would you, Gino?

Sure thing, boss. I can...

[groans]

[grunting and groaning]

[yelps]

[groaning]

[epic music playing]

You've got a lotta nerve, bird boy.

Is this supposed to mean something?

That's a piece of explosive I found at Arkham.

I think it belongs to you.

That has nothing to do with... [groans]

[Robin] Sure it does.

Blow up Arkham, let some crazies loose,

keep everyone busy.

But why?

To pull off a heist?

Kill a couple of competing gangs?

I told you that wasn't me.

It was some other guy.

What other guy?

I don't know. [groans]

[Jean-Paul] Robin, is this...

Watch and learn.

[Franco groaning]

[choking] Okay!

Okay, I'll tell you what I know.

Last week, I got a call.

It was a dinner for the five families.

I thought it was to discuss business,

but as it turned out,

it was just to get us all in the same room.

I didn't call this.

I thought you did, Vincent?

[chuckling] Like I wanna see your faces

outside of Christmas Mass.

[all laughing]

[Franco] He stepped out of the shadows so quick,

we didn't even notice.

He killed Vincent in a second,

-and then... -[screams]

[Franco] Mayhem.

[whimpering]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

[choking]

[bones snapping]

[Franco] He called himself "Bane."

Asked me where we held our explosives.

Come on, what was I gonna do?

I swear, I thought I was gonna die.

But he just looked at me...

like I was... less.

And then, he left.

[whimpering]

And that's why you beefed up your security.

You're afraid he's coming back.

Yeah, but instead, I got you. Too bad.

Move!

[groaning]

[groaning]

[dramatic music playing]

[breathing heavily]

[soft whimpering]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey! It's okay.

You're okay.

No. I can't be here.

I can't!

[stammering] Just tell me what you want and leave me alone.

Where'd you say you kept those explosives?

[panting]

[groaning]

[panting]

Are you okay?

No.

What I did was...

What you did is save us.

Batman was right.

These skills can be used for good.

I didn't feel good, Robin.

I felt...

[whispering] Out of control.

I could've killed someone.

But you didn't.

The deprogramming is working, Jean-Paul.

Look how far you've come.

Listen, I have to go check out this lead.

Head back to the cave, and when I get back,

we'll sort this out, okay?

[whooshing]

[melancholy music playing]

[music crescendos, then ends]

[knock on door]

[door creaks]

[groaning]

Bruce?

[Shondra grunts]

I'm sorry, I...

I didn't want to go home, I thought...

What happened?

I was...

mugged.

You don't have to tell me what happened,

but don't insult me by lying about it.

Let me get something for that wound.

I shouldn't have come.

I just need paper towels and tape.

And then I'll leave.

-I'll pay for your time. -What?

I said, I shouldn't have come.

I'm glad you did.

When you called earlier... Lie back.

I was worried.

[Shondra sighs]

This is bad.

We should get you to a hospital.

No. No hospitals.

Okay...

Can I call someone? Alfred?

No.

He'll just make a fuss.

You're lucky to have someone in your life to make a fuss.

This one is going to need stitches.

I have a bandage that will stop the bleeding as best I can,

but you need a doctor.

Just sit back and relax.

[exhales]

Here... Oh.

[inhales]

[exhales]

[suspenseful music playing]

It should be up ahead.

Well, what do we have here?

[Bane] Please, come in and find out.

[Robin grunts]

[eerie music playing]

[electrical buzzing]

[Bane] You can dispense with the subterfuge, Mr. Drake.

I know you're awake.

You must be Bane. [sighs]

What do you want?

[Bane] You are the detective. You tell me.

What do I want?

[electrical buzzing]

You killed four of the five crime families,

took their explosives, destroyed Arkham.

[Bane] Well, go on.

Maybe you're trying to start a gang war.

Or you were hired by a rival mob.

Nothing so mundane.

[grunts]

Try again.

[Robin] You know who I am,

-so you must know who... -[Bane] Yes.

I know what Mr. Wayne likes to play at during the night.

It's a wonder that more people don't know.

He does such a poor job covering it up.

Him...

You're here for him.

[Bane] Mmm-hmm.

Arkham, the gangs...

the police will be stretched so thin that

Batman will pick up the slack.

And you knew that.

You want him weak so you can... what?

Kill him?

Break him.

You are better at this than I gave you credit for.

But why?

Bruce Wayne has crippled this city.

He has allowed the weak to thrive.

His father knew that.

His strength built this city into the envy of the world.

A dream that kept me going for many years.

So, imagine my surprise when I arrived to find

it has been turned into

-a cesspool of weakness... -Come back!

-Hey! Aren't you gonna help me? -and charity.

I wonder how Bruce's father would feel

knowing that his son is the reason...

-[grunts] -it has become a city

of weaklings, vagrants, and madmen.

I've come to fix this city.

The weak will perish and the strong will thrive.

When Batman finds you lifeless like the last Robin,

his spirit will finally be broken.

And I can get rid of the thing that is holding Gotham back

from its return to greatness.

[groaning]

[groans]

So you're crazy, just like the rest of them.

[grunting]

[Robin grunts]

[screaming]

[coughing]

[Bane] Oh, I think you'll find

I am nothing like the rest of them.

[Robin screaming]

[grunts]

[neck cracks]

[intense music playing]

[grunting]

[straining]

[Bane growling]

[breathing heavily]

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pattering]

[Jean-Paul sighs]

Father, forgive me.

I...

Tonight I remembered...

all of it. I...

I saw what I did.

And it was... horrible.

How can I live knowing that...

that there's something inside of me

that can do such harm?

My son,

the Lord can take what is meant for evil and turn it to good.

What is inside of you is meant for something more.

Your experience, skills,

God can use those to help the world

instead of hurting it.

-How? -By accepting your destiny.

By becoming the knight Saint Dumas wants you to be.

[Jean-Paul breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[gasps]

[thunder rumbling]

[breathing heavily]

[Jean-Paul screaming]

You are chosen.

Accept your destiny

and become that which you are meant to be!

Azrael!

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pattering]

-[phone vibrating] -[sighs]

[Shondra sighs]

Alfred?

[Alfred] Master Bruce, it's Tim.

He's been hurt.

[thunderclap]

[door creaks]

Huh?

Hmm.

[bats squeaking]

What happened?

I figured it out, Bruce, who blew up Arkham.

Where's Jean-Paul?

He got spooked.

You should've seen him though.

He moved like lightning.

I think the system is triggered

in a life or death type of scenario.

He took out half a dozen of Bertinelli's men

in a couple of seconds. It was crazy.

-What were you thinking? -Master Bruce! I...

No. No, Alfred.

I told you to stay here.

Actually, you didn't.

-Your exact words... -You knew what I meant!

You're not ready.

You could have gotten killed.

But I didn't.

And I found out who's creating all this chaos in Gotham.

-They call him Bane, and... -You're fired.

-What? -Master Bruce.

Please, let me get you some food.

No. I need a partner that does what he's told.

I can't have another Robin die

because they don't follow orders.

I'm not Jason.

No. You're not.

Get your things and leave.

Alfred will drive you home.

I'll have a talk with him.

He's just tired. He'll come around.

I don't think so.

-[grunts] -[shattering]

[sighs wearily]

[groaning in pain]

Alfred, Tim, I'm tired and I shouldn't have said...

[thunderclap]

[suspenseful music playing]

Alfred! Tim!

[footsteps approaching]

[intense music playing]

Bane.

I have sought you out, Batman.

The son of Thomas Wayne,

a boy of privilege, a boy of tragedy.

You are the weakness that drowns this city

and I intend to break you.

Then give it your best shot.

Good.

[beeps]

[gas hissing]

[groaning]

[thunderclap]

[grunting]

[Batman grunts]

[groans]

They say you are the greatest detective.

[neck cracks]

And yet you did not see this coming.

[Batman grunting]

You are a crutch this city relies upon.

But now it's time that they stood on their own two feet.

[door creaks]

Yes...

Yes. I know you want to hide.

You are always hiding.

From the world...

from the people close to you.

Hiding from your own failure.

But you cannot hide from destiny.

[groaning]

From me.

[Batman grunting]

[groaning]

[whimpers]

[growling]

[screams]

[intense music playing]

I have dreamt of you, Bruce.

Oh, I've dreamt of your family.

[Batman grunting]

[Bane] Of the strength your father must have had

to build his empire.

[grunts]

An empire you are not fit to rule

because you lack the strength.

[Batman grunts, coughing]

[Bane] The strength to save Tim.

[shattering]

[Bane] Alfred.

The city.

Jason.

[Batman strained breathing]

Jason?

The strength to save your parents.

Oh, how you let them die, Bruce,

while you sat in an alley,

mewling like a calf as your parents bled

and their murderer disappeared into the night.

Oh, you must be glad they aren't alive

to see what you've become,

to see what you've allowed Gotham to become.

[Batman grunting]

[Bane] Enough with your toys!

Face me with your fists!

[Bane laughing tauntingly]

[grunts in pain]

-[grunting] -[Batman groaning in pain]

[Bane yelling]

Beg for mercy!

Scream my name!

Go to hell.

[groans in frustration] I am Bane.

I could kill you,

but death would only end your agony

and silence your shame.

Instead, I will simply...

[bones snapping]

[gasping]

Break you.

[strained breathing]

[helicopter hovering, sirens wailing]

What happened?

Explosion of some kind.

Everyone is evacuated

-and Fire is on the way. -[siren blaring]

Of course, the press is having a field day.

I think every station in town is here.

[siren wailing]

Any luck?

No.

He's not answering.

I should go.

Bruce...

[intense music playing]

Get one of those floodlights on the second story roof!

Who the hell is this guy?

Now, Gotham,

you must do what you haven't done for a generation.

Fend for yourself!

Batman?

[officers yell]

[intense music playing]

Take him out!

[gunfire]

That can't... that can't be Batman, can it?

What's going to happen to the city?

Get back! Everyone, get back!

Move!

[Bullock] Good God.

This place is about to become hell on earth.

[somber music playing]

[siren wailing]

[closing theme music playing]