The penthouse suite, as you requested.
Finest view in the city.
Will you need anything else, sir?
Privacy.
Yes, sir.
[Mosquito buzzes]
You were right.
They're into recycling big time.
There's only one hitch.
Those cars are stolen.
I guess that's my cue.
What?
Aah!
Slag him!
Oof!
Bruce: Oh, and, Terry, there was one other thing.
Yeah? Your mother called.
She wants you to pick up some milk on the way home.
Milk?
Unh!
That's gonna have to wait.
[Groans]
Mother: Terry?
Ter?
Huh, what?
Did you get the milk last night?
Jeez, I forgot.
Sorry, mom, I was totally slagged.
Ter, I know you've been working hard for Mr. Wayne,
and I'm really proud of you,
but I need your help, too.
Keeping this house running isn't easy, and...
Especially when you're studying for that dumb exam.
Look, I need to pass that certification
to get a promotion at work.
It's hard, but I just can't do everything alone.
[Sighs]
I know. I'm sorry.
I'll pitch in more.
I promise.
[Knocking]
Maid: Housekeeping.
Go away!
Aah!
[Click]
[Ritual music playing]
Remember, I promised my mom I'd be home early tonight
so she can study for her test.
Bruce: First things first.
I just picked up a break-in
at the casemore tribal arts gallery.
I'm on it.
Sloppy.
Whoever did this must've wanted company.
You should see this place.
Antiques, relics...
You'd feel right at home.
Cute.
[Blow dart whooshes]
Whoa.
The natives are restless.
Come on out!
Is that all the fight you have in you?
[Bones cracking]
Ready to call it quits?
Unh!
Never!
Hyah!
Auggh!
Terry, are you all right?
[Coughing]
Ohh. Yeah...
But our mystery guest's gone.
Who was that guy?
Ha ha ha ha.
[Pow pow pow]
Ha ha ha ha.
[Sighs] Late again.
Mom, Matt!
[Panting]
Sorry, I got hung up.
Terry, you knew I was counting on you.
Someone's gonna get it.
Zip the lip, twip.
Look, I've gotta run.
You boys are on your own for dinner.
Stay out of trouble.
Don't worry about us. We'll be fine.
Hey.
So where do you wanna eat?
How about cheezy Dan's?
Again?
Yeah, it's the greatest.
They've got pizza and games
and all kinds of cool stuff.
Whatever.
Terry.
Hey, Max, what are you doing here?
Playing fragatron 3000.
The games here kick.
See? I told you.
Who's the twip?
My brother Matt.
Max is in my genetics class.
Cool, they have death ray buckaroos!
Later.
Oh, no.
This is not good.
Come on, Matt.
Hey, I'm not done yet.
Max, I just got a call from my boss.
Can you keep an eye on the twip till I get back?
No sweat. Help yourself, kid.
Thanks.
[Cell phone speed-dials]
We've got trouble.
What is it?
You know that freak from the art gallery?
He's following me.
Try and lose him.
I'll see what I can come up with.
[Screech]
[Horns honk]
Your money or a pie!
Some other time. Hunh!
[Moans]
That's not funny, man.
[Flying car hovering]
Police: Freeze right there.
What's your hurry, dreg?
You gotta help, officer.
This nut with a spear's after me.
A spear, huh?
That's a new one.
Can you describe him?
6'4", half-naked, tattoos all over his body.
You can't miss him.
Uh-huh.
May I see your I.D.?
I'm not scamming. Check it out!
Wait here.
Nothing.
Williams?
Raahrr! Oof!
[Officer groaning]
[Cell phone rings]
I don't think I shook him.
Who is this guy?
Bruce: According to interpol files,
he's known as the stalker.
A big game hunter
who's wanted on 3 continents for poaching.
He only goes after the most dangerous predators.
So why's he on my case?
Man: Hey, what's going on?
Hey, keep it down. I'm sleeping here.
Aah!
Man: Get outta my way!
Woman: Somebody get me outta here!
Oof!
Unh.
Raahhrr!
Easy man, it's a new jacket.
No.
Aaaggh!
What happened to you?
Long story.
Where's Matt?
He went tubing.
Great. I'll never get him out of there.
Come on, twip. Time to go.
I'm warning you. Don't make me come up there.
Mattie?
Oh, no.
Just as I suspected.
That flash grenade covered you and everything you touched
with a microscopic phosphorous powder.
When viewed through a special lens,
you must have stood out like a Roman candle.
So that's how he tracked me
and how he found Matt.
It wasn't your fault.
But if anything happens to him...
It won't.
I found this in the pocket.
It's a map.
No. A trap.
W-what are you gonna do, mister...
Cut my heart out? Eat my liver?
Don't be dramatic.
You are merely bait.
Freaky.
What happened to your back?
A hunting accident.
The panther was wounded...
And I was careless.
[Snarling]
Ouch.
My back was broken in 5 places.
They had to replace my spine.
The operation was excruciating...
Aah!
But it artificially enhanced my strength and reflexes.
After I recovered, I went back
and with my bare hands, got my revenge.
[Low growl]
[Snarling]
[Panting]
It was easy.
Too easy.
I had become so powerful,
no prey could challenge me.
To one who lives for the thrill of the hunt,
this was a tragedy.
My life was over, until I heard
that the legendary Batman had returned.
Batman?
I'd always imagined this Batman
to be an ageless soul,
inhabiting the greatest warrior of each generation.
If this bat spirit really existed,
it would present the ultimate challenge.
You want a fight, dreg?
Let's go!
Cool.
Impressive.
You've drawn first blood.
Now it's my turn.
Aah!
Oof!
[Electronic beeps]
[Groans]
You're the legendary Batman,
the dark demon of the concrete jungle?
Stalker: Pathetic.
Yeah!
[Gasps]
I've stalked kittens
with more tooth than you.
Meow.
Aah! Whoa!
For that, I'll drink your blood.
[Gasps]
Huh?
Aah!
Yaah!
Hunting season's over.
No. Impossible.
[Roar]
You're a devil!
Stay back!
Aah!
[Gasps]
[Roar]
Weird.
What happened to him?
He was running from his own demons.
Looks like they finally caught him.
You should've been there, mom.
It was awesome.
Matt, I was so worried.
There was this big guy with this spear
and tattoos all over his body,
and he put me in this cage.
What?
Why?
I don't know.
Then Batman showed up and bam, wham, pow!
He saved me!
Batman's so cool,
not a loser like you.
Hey, we can't all be Batman.
[Both laugh]
Captioning made possible by Warner bros.
Captioned by the national captioning institute. Www.Ncicap.Org...