Told you it was him. Fell out of the sky like a dead pigeon.

[man yells]

What the hell?

- Only one way to deal with this freak. [cocks gun]

[whipcrack] Ah!

- Back off, boys. He's mine.

- How about we cut him in two? And then you.

- After we're done with you, he means.

- Naughty naughty. There's a three strikes law in this state, boys.

That was one!

Two!

And three.

[whipcrack]

You know, some guys pay for that.

[motor revs]

- Man, screw this!

- That was—

...uncalled for.

- Get away from him! You're working with Bane and you're going down.

- Calm yourself, little girl.

- Come quietly, and you won't get hurt.

- Awww.

That's adorable.

Take care of your boss.

[whipcrack]

- Ugh!

He's not my boss!

[Batman groans]

- Alfred. Batman's hurt.

Really hurt.

Ivy: Any problems?

- Batman.

- What happened?

- He couldn't keep up.

- You sound disappointed.

- Does it matter? I got the job done.

- Don't worry yourself with anyone or anything.

Except pleasing me.

- Now bring me my money.

Good kitty.

How would you say...

...purrfect.

Say it for me, kitty. Say...

...purrfect.

- Purfect.

- You can go now.

What the fu—

Low male voice: Not yet, Ivy.

Fifty-fifty...

...remember?

- Since I can't control you...

...maybe I'll finish our deal another way.

- Oh, I wouldn't.

If my vitals don't remain, well...

...vital.

This herbicide bomb will make nasty work of you, and your pets.

But let's not go down that road.

I have a job that will pay ten times what you made today.

Think of all the fertilizer you could buy.

I've even brought you a gift.

Your favorite colour, I believe.

Batgirl: Is he going to be okay?

Alfred: His head injury is beyond me, I'm afraid.

Nightwing: He needs a hospital.

- Batman can go to the hospital?

- No.

But reckless playboy Bruce Wayne can.

Take the roadster to the forest road near mile marker 82, and wreck it.

Dick Grayson will take him to the emergency room.

- 45 miles an hour should be adequate.

Remember to tuck and roll.

- Pretty screwed up you guys have a plan for this.

- I shall notify Thomas Elliot.

It seems Master Bruce will be spending time with his old friend, after all.