Chapter 3 The Bat Mobile

(Cut to inside the unmade Batcave.)

Bruce: I'm gonna need a lot of supplies in here.
Alfred: Who are you going to talk to about that, sir?
Bruce: The one person I trust as much as you, Alfred.

(Cut to Wayne Enterprises as Earle is talking.)

Secretary: Excuse me sir, someone wants to talk to you.
Earle: Who?
Secretary: Bruce Wayne.

[Earle's eyes widen.]

Earle: What?

[Earle runs out and see's Bruce sitting outside his office, apparently hitting on one of the female staff.]

Earle: Bruce, you're supposed to be dead.
Bruce: Sorry to disappoint.

[Scene cuts to Earle's office as he pours two glasses of scotch.]

Earle: You know I would love nothing more than to hand the reins over, but you've been gone a long time and I'm not sure our investors will be confident in your abilities.
Bruce: Of course.

[Earle smiles, satisfied with his response. He hands Bruce a scotch glass.]

Earle: Regardless, we're going public in less than a week and everyone is counting down to the big day. Everyone wants a piece of Wayne Enterprises?
Bruce: As well they should. Queen Industries has been booming since our partnership and now the press is saying, with us going public, we may even be able to buy out LexCorp a year from now.

[Earle laughs.]

Earle: You shouldn't believe what you read in the papers, Bruce. However, you are right: With us going public we're going to be bringing in more money than we ever thought.
Bruce: And I'll be happily awarded for my shares?
Earle: Absolutely.
Bruce: Good. I don't want to get in the way of anything, but I am looking for a job.
Earle: Oh?
Bruce: I just want to get to know the company my family built.
Earle: Any idea where you'd like to start?
Bruce: Applied sciences caught my attention.
Earle: That's Fox's department. I'll let him know your coming. (Laughs a little) You look so much like him, your father. It wouldn't be Wayne Enterprises without you being a part of it. Welcome home, Bruce.
Bruce: Thank you, William.

[Scene cuts to applied sciences.]

Bruce: Hey Lucius.
Lucius: Nice to see you back, Mr. Wayne. How were all those kung-fu and science classes you took abroad?
Bruce: They paid off. Now I need some tech-support for where I'm having the Plan take place.
Lucius: Like what?
Bruce: What've you got in ways of armor?

[Lucius smiles.]

Lucius: Follow me!

[Cut to Lucius opening a crate and inside is an armored body suit.]

Lucius: Black Opts. Survival suit (Pounds on the chest plate) built to withstand bullets, knives, grenades, even a car; I don't recommend you trying to withstand the last two though. The suit won't get damaged, but you might.

[Lucius pick up the suit.]

Lucius: Feel the weight.

[Bruce holds it.]

Bruce: It barley has any weight.
Lucius: Exactly. The fact that it's so light enables the wearer to move quickly.

Bruce: Nice gray look too. What else?
Lucius: Clawed gloves to allow the black ops to climb up steep buildings. And no armor is complete without the utility belt.

[Lucius puts the armor back and opens the drawer underneath. Inside is the utility belt. Lucius pulls it out.]

Lucius: This baby can contain anything.
Bruce: Wow. These things ever get mass-produced?
Lucius: Earle thought that a soldier's life wouldn't turn a profit.
Bruce: Well, it's nice to see where he stands. Anything in the way of masks?
Lucius: I'm afraid you'll have to think of that yourself, but take a look at this.

(Lucius pulls out a cloth.)

Bruce: So...?
Lucius: This is ordinary cloth, but put an air current from it, and it becomes a glider.
Bruce: Cool. What's the thing under the tarp?
Lucius: The Tumbler? Oh, you wouldn't be interested in that.

(Cut to Bruce driving a camouflage version of the Batmobile.)

Lucius: It was built as a bridging vehicle. During combat, two of these would jump over a river, towing cables.

[Bruce takes a sharp turn.]

Lucius: Over here on the throttle, flip that open and throttle up. This will boost you into a rampless jump.

[Bruce pushes the button and throttles up.]

Lucius: NO, NO!

[The Batmobile accelerates at an incredible rate. Lucius quickly grabs the controls and pulls the gear back. The Batmobile reverts to its normal speed.]

Lucius: We never could get the bridge thing to work. Other than that this baby will do just fine.

[Bruce stops the car.]

Lucius: So what do you think?
Bruce: Does it come in black?

Lucius: I could paint it.
Bruce: Thanks. I've got some old friends I wanna say hi to. See you in a bit Lucius; also, I'd appreciate it if Mr. Earle doesn't find out about this.
Lucius: Mr. Wayne, the way I figure, you already own this stuff.

(Cut to Rachel as she interrogates a man on the stands.)

Rachel: So... Dr. Crane, what's your opinion on the patient?

Crane: Well, it is my opinion that Mr. Zsaz is just as much a danger to himself as to others and I think prison is not the right place for him.
Judge: I'm inclined to agree with Dr. Crane on this one Ms. Dawes.

[Rachel rolls her eyes. Scene cuts the outside of the courtroom.]

Rachel: Dr. Crane!
Crane: Ms. Dawes, it's always a pleasure to see you again.
Rachel: You honestly believe a man who preys on young woman and tortures them, doesn't deserve to go to jail?
Crane: I believe a man who is disturbed enough to commit these crimes belongs in Arkham Asylum and not at Blackgate prison.
Rachel: This is the fourth of The Family's thugs that you've declared insane and had moved to Arkham. Can you explain why that is?
Crane: Coincidence, Ms Dawes.

[Crane walks out. Rachel follows.]

Rachel: Or intentional!

[Crane smiles.]

Crane: Ms. Dawes, you have a fire in you that cannot be extinguished, and I admire that, but don't mistake my admiration for mercy. You keep knocking on the devils door long enough someone's gonna to answer.

(Rachel sighs as Ethan shows up.)

Ethan: Hey Rach, guess who's back in town?
Rachel: Who?
Ethan: Bruce.
Rachel: Bruce? I haven't seen him in years. When did he get back?
Ethan: Really recently.
Bruce: You can say that again.

(Bruce stands there as Rachel and Ethan stare.)

Rachel: Bruce? When did you get here?
Bruce: Last night, but I wanted to check up on WayneTech.

Ethan: So, how's corporate life treating you, old friend?

[Bruce shrugs.]

Bruce: Haven't been around long enough to know. So far it's fine.
Rachel: I hear Wayne Enterprises is going to go public on Friday.
Bruce: It is.
Ethan: How do you feel about that? All your family's work being taken over by those corporate parasites.
Bruce: I'm not concerned about that, at least not at the moment. I'm back to finish what my father started: Unite the people of Gotham against the criminals and the corrupt.

Ethan: We're trying to do that too. I just graduated the police academy, and Rachel here's the assistant DA.
Bruce: Cool.

(Cut to outside as Falcone talks to Crane.)

Falcone: Alright, you know the deal, you keep my guys out of jail, and I give you a cut of the profits. This go to whatever research you do in that nut house?
Crane: Yes, but we have a problem. There's this girl at the DA's office.

Falcone: I'll buy her off.
Crane: Not this one.
Falcone: Oh, ambitious is she? Well, there's a way to deal with that.
Crane: I don't want to know.
Falcone: Yes, you do.

[Crane smiles.]

Crane: Yes, I do.

[Scene cuts to Bruce, Rachel and Ethan walking down the street. They all notice the homeless person walking down the street. Bruce gives him whatever he has on him.]

Homeless man: God bless you, sir.
Ethan: Every year The Family puts more good people out of work and more bad people in power.
Bruce: The Family?
Rachel: It's a name the citizens of Gotham gave the mob.

[Ethan shakes his head.]

Ethan: They control all the illegal gambling, drugs, and prostitution all over the east coast and decided to make Gotham their central command.
Rachel: Fourteen mob families merged into one.
Bruce: That's terrible.
Rachel: Falcone is just one of their leaders. Rupert Thorne, Salvatore Malrone, Chucky Sol, and Buzz Bronski all hold power over Gotham.

Bruce: Hm...