Cut to interior McGinnis apartment. Terry bursts through the door and lunges across the room. Matt and Mary are tied and gagged, but alive, under a blaster hole in the wall. They all cry in relief as Terry drops to his knees in front of them, hurrying to untie them. The family hugs fiercely.

"Did you call the police?" Mary sobs.

"No police," Terry says. "Powers has them in his pocket."

"What's going on?" she asks.

"I don't know."

Cut to exterior apartment building. The dog is in the back seat of the car. Terry, Matt, and Mary clamber in with a few hastily packed bags, and they speed away.

Interior Wayne Manor. Bruce sits alone in his demolished living room, looking at the damage Terry has left behind.

Interior hotel room. The place is rundown and definitely cheap. What's left of the McGinnis family, and the dog, burst in with their belongings. Terry closes the door, locks it, and has the dog lie down in front of it.

Interior Wayne Manor. Bruce moves slowly, painstakingly, trying to clean up the glass from a broken picture frame. It's an old family portrait: himself as a boy, his parents.

Interior hotel room. Mary is lying on her side, biting her nails, thinking pensively. Terry and Matt share the other bed. They are both on their backs, staring up at the ceiling while Matt flicks a flashlight on and off. A shot of the ceiling reveals that the flashlight is a toy bat signal.

Interior Wayne Manor. Bruce still holds the picture in one hand, but he's staring through an expansive window. We don't see much except the sky and a few dead trees. Time passes. Fade to Bruce sinking into his chair as the light of dawn creeps onto his tired face.

Bruce's POV: Across the overgrown estate, we can see the front gates. Terry, and his father's old car, and the dog are outside.

Time jump. Interior Wayne Manor. Terry is sitting across from Bruce. Both are quiet for some time, neither looking at each other.

"You were right," Terry says softly. "Powers didn't kill my dad."

"What was your father working on?"

"I wish I knew." Terry frowns. "You don't actually think he was involved in those experiments, do you? He was a lot of things, but—"

Bruce just gives him a skeptical look.

Terry falls silent again.

"Whatever they're making over there, they've been working on it for a long time. I should have stopped it years ago…" Bruce switches gears. "Now there's only so much I can do."

Terry shakes his head. "Unbelievable," he mutters.

"I'm an old man, McGinnis. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak."

Terry is looking at Bruce like he's stupid. "Sounds like we can help each other."

Bruce glares at him.

"Come on, I'm not asking you to marry me!" says Terry. "Just this once, let me help you save my family. And whoever else Derek Powers is planning on killing. I might be a punk who smashed up your stuff, but you don't want me to die. Right? You don't want anyone to die."

Bruce seems a little surprised by those words.

"That's who Batman is, right?"