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Afternoon in
Gotham Central Park.

Noble sanctuary of nature

in the midst
of the teeming metropolis.

Tranquility, peace, quiet.

The deceptive
quiet of the jungle

where a criminal beast
is about to spring.

'Now, hear this.
Now, hear this.'

'It is written
in the stars that on this day'

'shall the great King of the
Nile rise up from the tomb.'

'And he shall claim
his kingdom of Gotham City.'

'And all who oppose him
shall be smitten dead.'

"A giant sphinx

"uttering demented threats
in Gotham Central Park

in a woman's voice!"

Sure'n it could be
harmless, sir.

Uh, how so, Chief O'Hara?

There was a piece
in the paper this morning.

The Gotham City Museum
is unveiling a new exhibit

of Egyptian antiques
this very day.

Of course and this could
be just a publicity stunt.

Yes, sir.

Is there no limit

to the brazen effrontery
of the press agent?

I'll put paid to their stunts.

- 'Yes?'
- Uh, Bonnie.

Get me my good friend,
millionaire Bruce Wayne.

I expect he'll be at his
stately residence, Wayne Manor.

Well, time to leave
for the museum, one and all.

Mercy, yes. Let's not
be late, Bruce.

There isn't anything I enjoy
more than a nice, fresh exhibit

of Egyptian antiquities.

What is it, Alfred?

The telephone, madam.

Police Commissioner Gordon

wishes to speak with Mr. Wayne.

- With me, Alfred?
- Uh, yes, sir.

He was most distinct.
With Mr. Bruce Wayne.

Excuse me, Aunt Harriet.

Bruce Wayne speaking.

Oh, um, sorry to bother you,
Bruce, but you're on

the board of trustees of
the Gotham Museum, aren't you?

Certainly,
I'm treasurer, in fact.

'Well, you've gone
too far, Bruce.'

This sphinx which has reared
itself at the park

this terrifying
publicity stunt...

This what?

You mean... it isn't
a publicity stunt?

My dear commissioner, I think
you've taken leave of your wits.

Goodbye.

Imagine... the idea
of the Gotham Museum

pulling a publicity stunt.

- So, if it's not a stunt..
- Precisely, Chief O'Hara.

This phenomenon takes
on new dimensions.

Strange and sinister dimensions.

In fact, there is only one man
alive who can take its measure.

I'll summon him, sir.

Bruce, come on. What on Earth
is the matter with you two?

I don't know, Aunt Harriet.
It's just that..

- A sphinx he said.
- Gosh, Bruce.

- That means what it could mean.
- We'll know soon enough.

Excuse me, sir.

Something in red, Alfred?

Precisely, sir.

Great heavens.
How forgetful of me.

This new volume
by a Professor Red

on ancient Egyptian
cat worship cults.

I'd promised the museum
committee I'd look through it.

Come on, Dick.

Bruce.

Those antiquities have waited

thousands of years
for us, Aunt Harriet

they'll wait a little longer.

Mercy alive.
Such an impetuous pair.

There should be some way
to harness such energy.

Yes, commissioner.

'A strange and terrible threat
to Gotham City.'

An ultimatum from the
remote past.

We're on our way.

Holy hieroglyphics!

This might mean a battle royal.

Not the first, Dick,
not the last.

To the Bat-poles.

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There's no doubt at all..

We're faced with
that arch criminal, King Tut.

Gosh! And everyone thought
he died in that warehouse fire.

We were mistaken it seems.

He's risen like a phoenix
from the ashes to..

Just what was his threat,
commissioner?

Grandiose, Batman.

He claimed Gotham City
for his own.

In a greedy female voice.

So... our mad pharaoh
has found himself a Nefertiti.

Some hapless female
entrapped in a life of crime!

The situation is grim, Batman.

We've cordoned off the park

but panic will soon
raise its ugly head.

We could call out
the National Guard.

Have them blast that pigging
sphinx with their artillery.

No, Chief O'Hara. No.

- No?
- No.

If that were our objective

I could do it with
the Batmobile's Bat-beam.

Batman's right.

King Tut may be a super-crook,
but he's a sick man too.

Precisely, Robin.

Let's not forget..

That he was once an eminent
professor at Yale University.

Then he was struck on
the head during a student riot

'and awoke with
a strange double delusion'

that Gotham City is the
reincarnation of ancient Thebes

and he himself, the pharaoh
known to history as King Tut.

This man is to be pitied.

Pitied, Batman? Ha!

How can one pity
a criminal who threatens

our entire citizenry with death?

Pitied, commissioner.
Tempered with caution.

Our first aim is to thwart
his criminal plans.

What could it be?

A mad dream to make
subjects of us all.

'But why tip us off?'

Why warn us that
he's trying to make a comeback?

Maybe this sphinx
will give us a clue.

Robin's right. And we
don't have a moment to lose.

Let's take a close look
at that inscrutable lady.

Be careful, Batman.
Be careful.

Meanwhile, in the palace
of King Tut

bizarre remnant of last year's
Gotham City Exposition

Chief O'Hara's question
is echoed

inside the moldering Great Hall.

I don't get it.

If you're gonna move in
on somebody's territory

why tip him off?

How should I know?
I'm only the Grand Vizier.

Why don't you ask
His Royal Highness?

You may rise.

Loyal subjects, we are
pleased to inform you

that Phase 1 of our royal
master plan has succeeded

as prophesied.

Hey, that's great, boss.

I mean, Your Royal Highness.

Phase 2 will now
be put into being.

- Are there any questions?
- I got one.

You may speak, Royal Scrivener.

Like why? I mean why keep
that hunka rock in the park

and tip off the suckers
what we're gonna do?

You're a twit.

'It's merely a sovereign
subterfuge'

to exterminate a winged
rodent once and for all..

Batman!

He should be biting
at the bait at about now.

Oh, boy!

All hail to King Tut.

Great thorn of Thebes.

Nemesis of the Nile.

Thank you, Grand Vizier.
Thank you.

It was delightfully spoken.

However, just in the off chance
that the Dynamic Duo

should elude our
snick-snack snare

battle stations
for the royal barque

will land our
sinister sphinx upon.

What do you make of it, Batman?

A rather good imitation of the
Fourth Dynasty sphinx of Giza.

Holy hurricane. What's that?

I think it means the sphinx

is going to make
another pronouncement.

'Now, hear this.'

'Now, hear this.'

'Whosoever transgresses
upon the sacred sphinx'

'shall be smitten
down by Anubis.'

'The jackal God,
Guardian of the Cemeteries.'

'And that goes
double for Batman.'

- Challenge?
- So be it.

Up we go.

'What do you think, Batman?'

Could it be full
of King Tut's henchmen?

If it is, there must be
a secret entrance somewhere.

Look here.

This must be it.

Don't touch that handle, Robin.

We don't know what
we're up against yet.

You're right. The sphinx
could be booby trapped.

Let's play it safe.

Holy whiskers!
That was a close shave!

There's no longer
any doubt, Robin.

Brilliant, warped mind of
King Tut is bent on murdering.

Signal from Nefertiti.

Indeed.

What does Great Ra, God
of the Sun have to inform us?

Dynamic Duo escaped.

Curses of Amenhotep!

Your pharaoh speaks.

Slaves and Helot swordsmen

prepare for action.

What's our next move, Batman?

- Destroy this crooked sphinx?
- No, I don't think so, Robin.

It's better to leave it here
under police observation so..

Robin.

Look, over there.

Holy masquerade!

It's an odd getup
for a walk in the park.

Odd indeed.

It's a costume of the
Fourteenth Dynasty.

Kind Tut's dynasty.

Wow! Let's get her!

Halt, you deluded creature.

We've got you.
Escape is impossible.

Holy asp!
A trick Egyptian snake.

Look out, Robin!

Quick! Let's hot-foot it
after 'em.

No, Robin, wait.

I think that's exactly
what they want.

- Why?
- An old game.

To draw us away
from their real target.

Of course. The Egyptian
exhibit at the museum.

Right. The museum.

Where Bruce Wayne will
deal them a small surprise.

A short while later
at the Gotham City Museum..

You'll know it's the twin
emblems of the two lands.

The large carnelian cobra here

which is representative
of Upper Egypt

and the vulture, which is
the cult sign of Lower Egypt

and carved from lapis lazuli.

- Mr. Wayne.
- Yes.

- What's the value of the crown?
- I don't really know.

Except that as a rare
and historic art treasure

it's undoubtedly priceless.

Please inform your readers that
it's well-guarded at all times.

Now, ladies and gentlemen

in deference to the press here

which has deadlines
to meet I'm sure

I propose now to offer to you
the pieces de resistance

the mummified remains of..

Hmm.

All we know about this
particular gentleman

is that he was a king
in the Fourteenth Dynasty

and reigned in 1500 BC.

Now, if my arithmetic is correct

that would mean that
he's been dead approximately

thirty five hundred years.

And I believe it's
safe to state that

this particular pharaoh fellow
will not rise again.

It's alive.
The sphinx prophecy was right.

The king has risen again.

Is there a doctor in the house?

It is impossible,
isn't it, Bruce?

It's fantastic! Incredible.

The preservation techniques.
What a man he must've been!

- The imagination boggles.
- 'The ambulance is here.'

Make way for
the stretcher bearers.

I'll leave you to
restore order here.

I think I should go
along to the hospital.

Mr. Wayne, what happened?
Is he still alive?

- What about the prophecy now?
- No comment.

Hey, he's coming to.

I rather expected he would. He
may want to tell us something.

- What do you think he's saying?
- Shh. Shh.

- Maybe this will help.
- Shh.

All hail Your Majesty.

Phase 2 has worked perfectly.

Naturally, it was
foreseen in the scrolls.

To the palace with this... Helot.

Your whim is our
command, O Majesty.

Nefertiti, you abandoned wench.

How many times must I tell you

queens consume nectar
and ambrosia, not hot dogs?

So I get hungry.

Living on nothing but figs
and dates and pomegranates.

- You want a bite?
- Dah! Unclean.

I must proclaim my reincarnation

to the faithful.

Give me the telephone.

Osman Abu, switcher of messages

your pharaoh speaks.

'What is your desire,
great pharaoh?'

Connect me to the voice box
of the sphinx

in Gotham Central Park, please.

'It shall be done,
great pharaoh.'

Instruct the royal charioteer
to my palace with haste.

Home, toots, and step on it.

'"Now, hear this.
Now, hear this.'

"As it was written in the stars
so it has come to pass."

"The great King of the Nile
has risen from the sands of time"

"to reclaim his lost kingdom."

'The next voice you will hear
will be King Tut himself."'

Loyal subjects and Helots

this is your king.

'As our first royal act,
we have perpetrated'

'the abduction of your
millionaire philanthropist'

'Bruce Wayne.'

'He will be held prisoner until
our royal demands are met.'

These demands will
be made known to you

by our inscrutable sphinx
at a later date.

'In the meantime, the police
are warned not to interfere'

'and this includes
the Dynamic Duo'

'and pass my words on
or my reach.'

Remember, Batman

Bruce Wayne's life
is in your hand.

I wonder how much he's
gonna ask of Bruce Wayne?

I hear he's a rich millionaire.

You know, Harry,
that Tut's a kook

but he's got brains.

I wouldn't be surprised
if he didn't wind up

with the keenest gang
since old Moe got the hot squad.

Robin speaking.

Uh, put Batman on, Boy Wonder.

It's a crisis.

Bruce Wayne has
just been kidnapped.

Bruce Wayne kidnapped?
How? When?

Only minutes ago.

The King Tut resurrection was
just an elaborate smokescreen

to conceal his real crime.
Let me speak to Batman.

Commissioner,
I don't know where he is.

As soon as you hear from him,
there's not much time.

Bruce Wayne is one of our
most prominent millionaires.

So I've heard.

This arch-abductor may ask
a king's ransom for him.

We've got to move fast.

I...I can't understand
where Batman could be?

Neither can I.
Goodbye, commissioner.

You've heard the calamitous
news, Master Robin?

- Yes. Does Aunt Harriet know?
- On the 3 o'clock news.

I'm afraid she's badly shaken.

And I must admit,
it's left me a bit shaken too.

Is there nothing to be done?

Don't lose heart, Alfred.

Batman is, well, Batman!

He'll get a message
to us somehow.

Holy cliffhanger!

Bruce Wayne hurtling
toward an awesome abyss!

What will be his fate?

How can he possibly
be saved this time?

Be in front of your

Bat-sets tomorrow night.

Same time.

Same channel.

One hint

the most horrendous
is yet to come.

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