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Big shipment. Armed guards. Late night.

What are the chances this little transaction is legal?

Just make sure you know What you're up against

before you jump in.

Don't worry. I've got it covered.

Shut the doors.

We don't need company for this.

- He's clean. - Let's see the merchandise.

Cash first.

I assume the amount is satisfactory.

Oh, yes, and I'm sure you'll find the firepowerjust as satisfying.

Deal's over.

You idiot. You're ruining everything.

That's what I'm here for.

Hold your fire.

He blew the whole sting, Commissioner.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Sorry doesn't begin to cut it.

- Not bad. - I learned from the best.

If only I could figure out how he made those little tea cakes.

- Crumpets. - Right, crumpets.

All right, we've made the requisite small talk.

Did he tell you what happened?

I heard some mistakes were made.

Mistakes? It took us 12 months to set up that sting.

Men put their lives on the line for it.

The boy is still learning.

The boy is a hothead. I've been doing some checking on him.

I know about his record.

Three months atjuvie. Another mistake, I suppose.

He seems to make a lot of them.

Just make sure this one was his last.

In the last four years, under my husband's leadership,

the DA's office has put nine organized crime chiefs behind bars,

initiated a no-tolerance policy on unregistered guns,

and reduced the plea bargain ratio of violent offenders,

keeping them off the streets and in prison, where they belong.

But he needs your help if he's going to continue

to serve the needs of this city.

Serve the needs of the special-interest fat cats, you mean.

The whole political system is corrupt.

Money. That's what it's all about, man. Well, I'm gonna stop it.

Take out all the big money in one big blast.

Go ahead, Commissioner, make your call.

I've wired the whole ballroom.

No one gets out.

You fried it.

[yelpingl.

My vest protects me, Batman, like your suit.

Only better.

Huh?

Stinking establishment flunky.

You're all infected with the disease of bureaucracy,

but I know the cure, man.

All of you must be destroyed.

All of you!

Not if I have anything to say about it.

Ahh!

Get back, man!

I'II blow out this whole floor.

I don't think so.

Go ahead. Take me in. You know I'll get out.

And when I do, I'll finish this job once and for all.

You're right, and I can't let that happen.

No!

Don't!

Drop it.

Drop it!

[gunshofl.

Commissioner.

Hold it!

Is he...

Dead.

This is my fault.

I should've done something sooner,

but now I'm finally going to put an end to it.

To what, Commissioner?

To Batman.

I told you, he's not home.

Do you mind if we search for him?

As a matter of fact, I do. Is he in some kind of trouble?

Look, all I know is the commissioner wants him brought in for questioning.

If you see him, let us know.

You've heard, haven't you?

Where is he? Where's McGinnis?

Not here.

When he comes, you have to turn him over.

If you take him in, you'll expose his secret.

And mine, and yours.

What other choice do I have? Do we have?

Believe me, I'm acutely aware of the ramifications.

I have a husband running for re-election.

How long do you think that” last when this hits the Web?

No one can protect us this time, Bruce. He went too far.

Terry?

Bruce, you gotta help me.

I don't know why, but the cops are after me.

Did you think you could get away with killing Mad Stan?

Killing?

What are you talking about?

Barbara was an eyewitness. She saw everything.

All I did was hit him with my elbow. He was knocked out, not dead.

She wouldn't lie.

And I would?

Where are you?

If you want me to trust you, you've gotta trust me.

I'm at Max's.

Stay there.

Computer, access Grand Hotel security. Video link, 10:30 pm.

Parking garage, level six.

So?

I checked the hotel security tapes.

Yeah?

There was some kind of electronic interference.

I couldn't see anything.

Oh, geez, Bruce, you gotta believe me.

I do. It's too coincidental.

There's something else going on here.

What do we do?

I'm trying to enhance the video. It's going to take awhile.

In the meantime, I think we should pay Mad Stan a visit.

I'm in.

Good. Now find room B-15.

Ifslocked.

- Cold? - No, creepy.

So, where does Mad Stan, um, reside?

Police files say row double-J, number six.

- They haven't done the autopsy yet. - Good. We can do our own.

Hey, I had trouble with the frog in bio lab.

An electronic scan should tell us

what we need to know. Open it.

Whoa! Now I'm really creeped.

- What is it? - He's gone.

Somebody must've gotten here first, taken the body.

Or maybe it was never there to begin with.

Hold on. I hear something.

Well?

Maybe it was the air conditioning.

Man, I must've tripped something!

“Mot fl Stay where you are.

Stop right there.

You're surrounded, Batman. There's no escape.

You might as well surrender.

Sorry, not in my vocabulary.

Oh, I'm fragged.

We got him, Commissioner. He's not going anywhere.

He's gone.

Give me a UV sweep, now!

There he is. Stop him.

Satcom recon, I need a trace on car 29-Abel, right now.

What now?

Dump the vehicle as fast as you can. They'll have a tracer on it.

You should be flying above Old Town right now.

There's an underground tunnel behind the old Majestic theatre.

Find it and link up with me when you get there.

What took you so long?

Data reclamation completed.

Good. Now we'll see what really happened.

Play sequence.

Why would Barbara see something different?

Play again.

Freeze frame.

Enlarge.

Enhance.

- Yes? - It's me.

You're not authorized to use this frequency.

Get off it, now.

Barbara, you have to listen to me.

Wrong. Those days are long gone, Bruce.

- Terry. - A little busy right now.

Put your visor through a frequency scan.

Because I know who's behind all this.

And I'm betting he's there right now, hiding behind an illusion.

Spellbinder.

Hold your fire.

This better not be a trick.

Sorry.

Didn't know you had a shadow, did you, Commissioner?

Spellbinder?

He was there at the garage with us.

He used his powers to create an illusion.

That's why I saw you kill Mad Stan.

But I didn't. I wouldn't.

You were so ready to believe the worst.

It was easy.

Lock him up.

Sorry, kid. I guess I blew it.

I've been there.

So, the commissioner calls her personally and says

she just wanted to award me with a student service medal.

So now, I'm in like schway city with my mom.

- She's even taking me out to celebrate. - That's nice.

You know, this could have been a bad scene.

If you hadn't believed in me...

Old news.

By the way, have you heard about your so-called victim?

Mad Stan? Did they finally find him?

Oh, yes.

Finally, an end to the bureaucratic nightmare.

No more graft. No more payoffs.

No more jury duty!

Wonder what he's so happy about.