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Batman: The Brave and the Bold:

The phase oscillator.

A bridge to parallel Earths.

Owlman's a parallel me.

An evil one.

Where you going?

To get answers.

- Red Hood, stay down. I'm here to help.
- You're from the parallel world.

Whoever he is,
I hope my counterpart on your world

will have a chance to repay you.

Hands up, Batman. You're under arrest.

This is clearly a mistake.

I'll just explain.

Your reign of terror in Gotham
is over, freak.

Or maybe not.

Hey, uh--

What? Huh?

Batman's heading west on Haney.

Suspect known to be armed
and very dangerous.

I return from the world of opposites,

only to find
my own has gone topsy-turvy.

And according to the date,
I've been gone three weeks.

Seems the phase oscillator does more
than simply bridge worlds.

It warps time.

Of course, looks like I wasn't the only one
playing dress-up on a parallel world.

Welcome home, Dark Knight.

Owlman.
You beat my fail-safe holding cell.

A titanium alloy, seven pin, eight cam lock
with only three layers of redundancy?

That wouldn't have stopped you.

Since you're alive, that means you defeated
my friends and freed my enemies.

Impressive.

I bet you'd like the keys to your life
back now, such as it is.

And you'd like the phase oscillator

so you can go home
and prepare an invasion.

You're a hard bat to pin down, old friend.

Hero one second, villain the next.

Green Arrow,
the criminal you're after isn't me.

He's my evil double from a parallel world.

Right.

I have spider holes like this all
over Gotham, built to surprise my enemies.

Never expected to use them
to save myself.

Bat's knocked out two guards.

Blew up a lot of cash
and got away from me.

Whatever his game is,
he's going down tonight.

And no, O'Brian,
your assistance is not required.

Bat's in my crosshairs.

And to think,
all those lectures you gave me

about staying on the straight
and narrow.

How does he do that?

No response from the car.

Of course, Owlman stole it
and reprogrammed it.

Blind alley.

He's trapped.

So this is how it ends.

Not in battle against criminals,
but taken down by my own best friends.

How does he do that?

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Batman, our game was so simple.

Brooding hero, dashing,
devil-may-care villain.

I strap you to a drill press,
you lock me in a rubber room.

And it's fits and giggles
until Aunt Fanny comes home.

But if you think you can switch sides
and out-criminal the clown prince of crime,

it's only fair to warn you,

I always blow away the competition.

Recently, business has been lousy,

but I'm about to make a real killing.

Huh, never could take a joke.

- But I can deliver a punchline.
- Hold the trolley.

I don't wanna fight.

I wanna be partners.

Assuming you're you
and not that pointy-eared fake-in-a-cape.

How do you know about my imposter?

Still wound tighter than a straightjacket,
I see.

Ah, you're the dull deal, all right.

And as for your doppel-gangster...

You see,
he messed with the natural order.

Not your style at all.

Batman, a worse threat to Gotham
than the harlequin of hate?

Why, it's libelous, I say!

You know it's always been my gift
to bring smiles to others.

But inside, I'm one very sad clown.

So crazy thought.

You and I team against our common foe.

Only a twisted diseased mind like yours
could think of such a plan.

I'll deal with Owlman myself.

You need me, Sunny Jim.

If the new you is as good at being bad
as the old you is at being you,

then neither of you can
beat the other on your own, see?

But if Owlman's another you,
he craves control.

And who better to take down
a control freak than the nemesis of order,

the clown prince of chaos, moi.

Just think about how many times
I've nearly punched your ticket.

The clown's crazy,
but he's onto something.

Adding an unexpected element to the mix
could tip things in my favor.

Found him.

And he's not alone.

So shall we take your car

or mine?

That's the clown's car. Stop it.

So how we doing?

Did we get them?

You're an idiot.

We need to go somewhere safe
to figure out our next move.

But Owlman has the Batmobile.

Stop.

Good thing I keep a spare.

We'll make the bestest team ever.

Joker and Batman.

Fine, Batman and Joker.
Take top billing.

Why is it always me compromising
for the sake of the act?

Joker, if we're going to work together,
I need your word you won't hurt anyone.

Hmm, not really me,
but what the heck.

I'm in. Put her there.

Oopsy-Batsy, old habits.

Speaking of old,
they don't build 'em like this anymore.

- So, what's this one do?
- Don't touch that.

- What's this do?
- Don't touch that.

- What's this one do?
- Don't touch that.

Oh, shiny. What does this one do?

You really don't wanna touch that.

Told you not to touch it.

My, what big ears you have.

Jiminy Christmas, the Batcave!

Look at all your toys!

Oh, an entire wing, pour moi?

I knew you cared.

We need to find a pattern,
deduce Owlman's next target.

I combed through Owlman's files,
he searched mine.

Which means Owlman knows
every hero's weakness.

What? I'm helping.

I keep detailed files on my friends.

Methods to neutralize them in case any
of us ever fall under a criminal's control.

Huh?

I never dreamed my precautions
would fall into the wrong hands.

Evil hands.

Well, Joker, you ready to do this?

To the Batmobile.

Ooh, what's this one do?

Sensing a lack of trust, Batsy.

I get it. We don't play well with others,
so end of the day,

neither of us can count on anyone
but ourselves.

Arrow? Beetle? Anyone copy?

I read you, Bats.

You two clowns ready
to pay your debt to society,

earn a fresh start and a clean slate?

O'Brian, you're in danger.

Stay put. I'm coming to you.

Nice try, Batman.

Even you can't get the drop on me
three times in one day.

How does he do that?

I hope you're hungry.

You're about to be served
a heaping double-dip of justice.

Remember our deal, Joker.

Hey, I got the heroes off your back.
How about a little gratitude?

Say, a phase oscillator, perhaps?

Not feeling very gracious right now.

So not hurt anyone, hmm.

Too toxic. Too stabby. Too fruity.

Say, where's my--?

The real one will move.

He always does.

Oopsie.

Joker?

How absolutely exhilarating.

I could get used to this hero stuff.

Besides,
nobody kills my wingman but me.

We all know how this works.

A fair trade.

Your buddies for my phase oscillator.

Everyone goes home happy.

Listen, you creep in Bat's clothing,
we don't make deals with criminal scum.

Don't touch my radio.

We don't make deals with criminal scum,
usually.

Don't care about your friends? Fine.

How about the man in the street?

Brake, choke, throttle.

Ooh, my kind of fun.

Please, don't hurt me, Batman.

Huh?

Clownface saved me.

Oh, watch out, Clownface.
It's Batman.

It's okay, kiddo.
Bat-breath's with me.

Bye-bye, Clownface.

Fess up, Bats.
What made you take a chance on me?

Whoever he is,

I hope my counterpart on your world
will have a chance to repay you.

Something a friend said.

Gentlemen, I hope you're enjoying
your accommodations.

Each was tailored to your special needs.

Five more minutes under that lamp,
Aquaman, and you'll be fish jerky.

Hope you like taffy, Plastic Man.

You're about to become it.

My own invention, Blue Beetle.

Heroes check in,
but they don't check out.

Atom, at your size,

a hit from a single lead particle
will be like a direct shot from a cannonball.

Speaking of shots...

Yeah, okay, I get it.

When this magnet tears you apart,
Red Tornado,

Clock King will get a chance
to see what makes you tick.

So you recruited these venomous vipers

to help you with your diabolical scheme.

Of course, Batman.

Seems they wanted to see
all of you iced too.

So I repeat, give me the phase oscillator
or the heroes die.

And you lose your only ticket home.

Time out.

Since Batman's being such a spoilsport,
Joker,

maybe you'll wanna play along.

I knew you were coming,
so I planned a surprise just for you.

Your very own trap, primed and ready
for Batman, if you're interested.

Joker?

Oh, Bat-buddy, we shared some laughs

and I really gave the hero thing
the old clown-college try.

But it's just not me.

Oh, what fun.

Wormholes? Wormholes.

So that's how he does it.

I'll be taking what's mine now.

When I return with my friends,
we'll take everything else.

Well, finally a Batman
who's in on the joke.

I knew you'd betray me, Joker.

You said it.
In the end, I'd have to count on myself.

So in the split second I was gone,
I spent a week visiting parallel Earths.

Traveling alone is a great way
to get in touch with yourself.

In fact, I really bonded with me,
myself and I.

Shall we?

Excuse me.

Out of the way, you giggling ghoul.

No way, Bat-fake.

He's mine. It's my destiny
to take out the caped crusader.

Drat.

Funny thing about wild cards, Joker.

You never know which way they'll fall.

You know I'll be back somehow
to even the score, Batman.

And you know
I'll take you down every time.

If you ever need anything,
you know where to find me.

Bats, based on this little adventure,

if you weren't the stalwart hero
and I wasn't the homicidal maniac,

we could've been friends.

Thanks to the Red Hood,

I know that somewhere inside the Joker
there is a decent man.

But next time, Batman,
I'll have the trump card.

The clown prince of crime
will have the final laugh.

Or maybe not.