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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

FREEZE: This is how l'll always remember you.

Surrounded by winter,

forever young,

forever beautiful.

Rest well, my love.

The monster who took you from me

will soon learn that revenge is a dish

best served cold.

ln the m�dst of the hottest August on record.

a rash oF bizarre cold-related crimes

have chilled Gotham to the bone.

Once again, the target is a GothCorp facil�ty

attacked by an assailant

wielding what witnesses called

a ''freezing gun.''

The attacker's motives remain unclear.

We spoke earlier

with GothCorp CEO Ferr�s Boyle,

who omered these comments.

l don't know what this person has against GothCorp

But we've always looked upon ourselves

as the people company.

If th�s man has a prob(em,

we're w�lling to listen.

A heartfelt pIea from the cha�rman of GothCorp,

the people company.

This �s Summer Gleeson

forGotham Insider .

-(MUSIC PLAYING) -Hey, get out of here!

Taking up video games, are we, sir?

l've accessed police files on the GothCorp raids.

These are the stolen obiects.

They don't look like much alone,

but in this configuration...

My word.

They combine into a massive weapon

able to generate intense cold.

There's still one component missing,

and only one GothCorp plant makes it.

HaIt. Stay where you are.

-(ALL SHoUTING) -MAN: Look out!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

We got company.

FREElE: Keep your mind on your business.

l'll handle this.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(ALARM BLARING)

Load those canisters.

Hurry.

Are you done?

All set.

(CRIES oUT)

(GASPS) The Batman!

Put me down! (YELLS)

(MEN GRUNTING)

Freeze.

That's ''Mr. Freeze'' to you.

This is a personal vendetta.

lt doesn't concern you.

lt's my concern now.

Since you ally yourself with my enemies,

you leave me no choice.

Ahhh!

Johnny!

(SHUDDERING)

Take it easy, man. l got you.

FREEZE: Leave him.

He should have been more careful.

Now he's paid the price

for his incompetence.

But he's one of us.

Then perhaps you'd like to share his fate.

(SOBS) Don't leave me. Please!

Please! Come back!

(GRUNTING)

MAN: Help! Please!

Cold...

So cold.

l must say, you're showing

a surprising amount of compassion for that man

considering he would surely have left you

to die in his place.

-(CRACKLING) -(wHIRRINc)

(PoWERING DoWN)

(SNIFFLES)

With all the compartments on your belt,

you'd think there'd be one for tissues.

(SNIFFS) Thanks.

-(BLOWS NOSE) -(BEEpINc)

He's pulling through.

The hot chemical bath did the trick.

(SNEEZES LoUDLY)

You could use a hot bath yourself.

(SNIFFS)

l can't worry about a cold now.

After Batman drops our unconscious guest

at police headquarters... (COUGHS)

Bruce Wayne has got a meet�ng

with Mr. Ferris _oyle.

Bruce Wayne.

lt's been forever. How have you been?

Still the terror of the Gotham night scene?

(BRUCE CoUGHING)

l get around.

Speaking of terror,

what's this about someone causing trouble for GothCorp?

You got me.

Some fruitcake has it out for my company.

l don't know why.

Maybe it's an investor who lost money.

(CoUGHS)

Or an angry ex-employee.

There's only one man who'd hate

GothCorp that much,

if he were alive.

-Who? -One of our scientists.

An obsessed wacko.

He was caught using company equipment

for personal reasons.

l had to send my security men in.

There was a fight, an explosion.

We lost him.

What was he doing?

Wasting company money.

My money!

Look, Bruce.

That ''people company'' line is great PR.

But when the wage-slaves

start acting like they own the place,

it's time to pull the plug.

-Know what l mean? -(INTERcom BuzzEs)

SECRETARY: S�r, the humanitarian eommittee is here.

l'll be right out.

We're hosting a ceremony tonight

for Gotham's Humanitarian Industrialist of the Year.

Guess who's winning?

l feel ill.

Hmm?

Excuse me, Ferris. My cold.

Congratulations on your award.

l'm sure it's well-deserved.

FERRIS: _ndl want to say that these

unwarranted attacks against GothCorp

have in no way changed

our persona( commitment to the commun�ty.

InspirationaI words

from Gotham's Humanitarian Industrialist of the Year.

FREEZE: Humanity.

Compassion.

Charity.

Where were those pretty words

when she needed to hear them?

Faster.

The cannon must be completed tonight.

l have my own warm wishes

to bestow on Mr. Boyle.

BATMAN: When Ferris mentioned that explosion,

l remembered this headline from last year

Does it say what caused the accident?

No.

And l suspect that's the reason for the cover-up.

l won't know for sure until l check GothCorp's classi Fied files.

(CoUGHS)

lf you're going to go sneaking around

a crowded office building, you'll need this.

Knockout gas?

Chicken soup.

The only way to fight a cold.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(GUARD SIGHS)

(GASPS)

Mr. Boyle sent me to fill in.

Enjoy yourself at the party, with his compliments.

Hey, great.

(SNEEZES)

-You okay? -l'm fine. Take off.

(HUMMING HAPPILY)

(LoCK CLICKS)

My name �s Dr. Victor fries.

l am recording what l pray

will be mank�nd's F�rst step toward �mmortality.

8ehind me you see the CC-100...

A eryogen�e freezing chamber of my own des�gn.

I created it for the express purpose of free2�ng subjects

strieken with inoperable aiIments.

Subiects like

my own beloved wife, Nora.

Once a remedy has been found--

(KNoB RMLING)

FERRIS: Open this door! Open �t now!

Get away Fr0m that equipment!

Shut th�s stuff down.

Stop! This is my experiment!

Your unauthorized experiment.

l ordered funding suspended weeks ago.

l'm already three million in debt, thanks to you.

You can't stop it now.

My w�Fe is in there.

So bring her out.

You can't interrupt the process now.

Open �t.

lt's her only chance.

This �s my equipment! Mine!

l have evey legal r�ght

to use it or not use it as l see f�t.

l say this project ends now!

No!

Stay away from her, murderer.

Victor...

_:_g__o

l lost my temper.

lt doesn't have to come to th�s.

We can talk.

(GRUNTS)

(YELLS)

Get out! Get out!

Nora!

Nora!

My God.

FREEZE: Yes...

lt would move me to tears

if l still had tears to shed.

The snow is beautiful, don't you think?

Clean, uncompromising...

And cold.

Like the swi Ft hand of vengeance.

l saw what happened to your wife.

l'm sorry.

l'm beyond emotions.

They've been frozen dead in me.

That suit you wear...

A result oF the coolant?

Very good.

A detective to the last.

l can no longer survive

out of a sub-zero environment.

Tonight, l mean to pay back

the man who ruined my life.

Our lives.

Even if you have to kill

eveyone in the building to do it?

Think of it, Batman.

To never again walk on a summer's day

with a hot wind in your face

and a warm hand to hold.

Oh, yes.

l'd kill for that.

Let's go.

(GRUNTING)

Huh?

Keys?

Seal the building.

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

(CoUGHING)

(BREmHING HEAVILY)

(CRACKLING)

Higher. Higher.

Let the evil that walks inside

be cleansed by pure, un Forgiving ice.

And so it gives me great pleasure

to present this well-deserved award to_-

(GLASS BREAKING)

(WIND WHISTLING)

(PEoPLE GASPING)

Double the power.

Huh?

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

l will finish this.

(PANICKED CHMER)

The cold eyes of vengeance

are upon you, Boyle.

Who...

Who are you?

Come, now.

Surely you remember

your old colleague

Yictor Fries.

No!

(GRoANS)

Stop. Please.

l beg you.

You beg?

ln my nightmares,

l see my Nora behind the glass,

begging to me with Frozen eyes.

How l've longed to see

that look frozen on you.

The advanced circuitry that powers my suit

also triples my strength.

Sooner or later all who stand in my'way

must feel the icy touch of death.

(BmMAN STRAINING)

(GRUNTS)

Ugh. What was that stuff?

The only way to fight a cold.

(DISTORTED) It can't end this way.

Vengeance...

BATMAN: No.

Justice.

A year ago, Ferris Boyle interrupted an experiment,

and in the process destroyed two lives.

Here's the evidence.

Good night, humanitarian.

l failed you.

l wish there were another way for me to say it.

But l cannot.

l can only beg your forgiveness

and pray you hear me somehow...

Someplace...

Someplace where a warm hand

waits for mine.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

English - SDH