1x17 - Monsters
♪ Beware... ♪
♪ Beware the bat ♪
transcript & sync by masaca. corrections by f1nc0 - Addic7ed.com -
Please, just tell me what you want!
Money? Any card numbers?
How about a nice Cantaloupe?
Who doesn't love a good melon?
Stick around Old Gotham and the same might happen to you.
Life is short. You're tired, move on.
I heard Metropolis is nice.
What the...
- Did you do that? - No, you mope.
Turn on your spot.
You see that?
Where did he go?
... this just in. Another attack thwarted by
what locals call "the Golem of Old Gotham."
We go live now to City Hall.
Mr. District Attorney, this is the fifth assault
on Old Gotham's businesses in as many nights.
And the fifth time the perpetrators were themselves attacked by the Golem.
There is no "Golem." This is the Batman's work.
He is a vigilante and he is breaking the law
by interfering with civilian authority.
Interfering or getting the job done?
This outlaw's version of "getting the job done" only causes more destruction.
That's why the first priority of my newly authorized Special Crimes Unit
will be to bring the Bat to justice.
- Anything you'd like to tell me? - You think I'm the Golem?
Since Alfred left, you've gone with me on every patrol.
Please! I still need to sleep. What have you done to?
Four, three hours a night?
- What's your point? - I know you patrolling without me.
And when you're not, you spend more time training here and less time as Bruce Wayne.
But it still wouldn't surprise me if the Batman turned out to be the Golem.
Except he's not. So who is?
Old Gotham. It was the jewel of the city once.
Now it's a slum.
Alright, beside it, Gotham's wealthiest turn a blind eye.
- My fault. I haven't done enough. - You're only one man.
You do enough.
What is that thing?
State-of-the-art battle armor. Interesting.
He's a thug.
I was closing up for the night. The door was already locked.
And this big ape smashes his way in. He starts trashing my place.
- Who trashed him? - It was the Golem of Old Gotham.
- He stopped the jerk and ran off. - Which way?
Crime Alley.
No!
Batman, are you alright?
Batman.
Batman!
- What's the matter with you? - Nothing.
Captain Lisslow, deploy your man.
I want the SCU to capture the Batman or whatever this "Golem" is tonight.
Roger that.
Do we pursue?
We don't want a confrontation with Dent and his stormtroopers.
Not yet anyway.
Come on. I want another look at that battlesuit.
What is a Golem anyway?
Traditionally golems are creatures of magic.
Constructed from raw materials like mud or clay to fight for the common people.
According to legend golems live in the rafters of places of worship.
Of course, these are just tales to scare children.
Or inspire them.
But I doubt we're dealing with the true magical Golem.
So let's try another approach.
The battlesuit the Golem fought was military-grade.
- Very advanced. - Like something you might wear.
And only someone with Bruce Wayne's resources could built it.
If we'll find a motive for the attacks it'll be a short list of suspects.
All the attacks where in Old Gotham.
Let's widen the parameters.
Within the last year, new construction is on approach in Old Gotham.
Of course. I should have seen it.
What? Should have seen what?
Why are we here? You've been ridiculously cryptic.
Even for you.
This is one of the newly constructed high-rises.
I recognized the name on its tenant list.
I know that. What name? And what does it mean?
It means we'll find what we're looking for... there.
You better hope that is a Golem.
Because if not, you just killed a man.
Rex. We're not here to harm you or turn you over to the police.
You know this... eh ... guy?
Yes. His name is Rex Mason.
It was. Till my life was turned upside down
because of a woman named Sapphire Stagg.
Her father didn't approve of me.
So he arranged for a little industrial accident.
But I guess what doesn't kill you makes you...
...a freak.
After our last encounter I fled to the sewers.
I had to reconstitute myself, and relearn how to think and move.
Teach myself how to exploit the abilities of my new body.
But I couldn't live in the sewers forever.
So I hide here during the day only daring to venture out at night.
You didn't simply "venture."
I couldn't stand around while the people of Old Gotham were attacked.
You need to be more careful.
- You left too many clues. - He did?
Residue on the sewer grate in the alley.
Then when I saw the name on the tenant list of the new Gotham arms.
It all made sense. Sapphire Stagg.
He chose a location where you could watch her.
Keep her safe. That led us straight here.
We all have our flaws.
Although she believed I was dead, I couldn't stay away.
And now, with all the publicity surrounding the Golem,
I'll have to move.
Have to lose even a site of her... forever.
I wouldn't be so sure.
I believe I know who's behind the attacks.
Alright. Lights out!
Enjoying your stay, Stagg?
It does provide time to contemplate my next move against
- those who put me here, Batman. - You put yourself here, Stagg.
When you destroyed Rex Mason's life. And I already know your next move.
Destroy Old Gotham. Buy it cheap.
Rebuild it in your own glossy image. Only Stagg Industries
possesses the resources for the battlesuits terrorizing Old Gotham.
Nice story. Great ending. Little showy for me.
I prefer the shadows like you.
It appears the great detective has finally been outmaneuvered.
Eh. Wish I could take credit. Maybe next time.
So, what do I call you?
You don't like Rex. You're not the Golem.
Why do you need to call me anything?
At least a code name. We all have code names.
- How about "Mutal?" - No.
"Change of Irian"? "Mr. What is That"?
Okay, I keep working on it.
The boss is tired of the subtle approach.
Time to let Old Gotham hear our message loud and clear!
Leave or die!
I think they heard that!
- Can you run? - Yeah, I think so.
Then let's deliver all of you out of harm's way. Now!
My turn.
I've had enough of this freak! Open fire!
- Open fire, Captain! Now! - Yes, sir.
Weapons aren't working, sir.
Escalate.
We got some... thing in the line of fire!
What you've got, Captain, is a chance to take down
the so-called Golem and these armored hoods!
- Might as well be Christmas. - I thought Batman was the Golem.
Maybe they both are. I don't care! Take them down!
Look out!
See? I told you he was envolved!
Fire can't hurt him. But it might just wake him up.
Enough distractions. Let's do some damage, boys!
- Rest time is over. - Right.
Old Gotham is off limits.
To you, to your men, to your boss.
- Understand? - Off-limits! Completely off limits.
Good!
What are you waiting for?
After watching you out there today, I think I've got your code name.
Metamorpho.
After the experiment, that changed me...
- not bad. - It's not too late.
We can still help you find a cure.
Not interested.
This Rex Mason, I never really helped anyone but myself.
But as... "Metamorpho" I could do some real good for other people.
But you can't accomplish that without being a...
A monster?
I thought I was a monster because of how I looked.
But you're only a monster if you let yourself become one.
Wise words.
Who knows maybe the three of us outsiders will partner up again someday.
Anyway, you know where to find me.
And here you can plainly see Batman and his allies,
not only saving Old Gotham, but also District Attorney Dent,
and his expensive new Special Crimes Unit.
Sorry, about the suit, Harv! And doubly sorry
for involving you and my little gambit a few weeks ago.
After all we both want the same thing.
The Batman, dead or alive.
Preferably dead.
We should be a team, you and I.
Oh! I know you want to keep your hands clean.
But I'm happy to get mine dirty for you.
And no one will ever know.
I believe this belongs to you.
Prove it.
Like father, like daughter.
- Surprised? - I gave up being surprised long ago.
Occupational hazard.
Well, my father will be surprised.
He thinks I have no head for buisiness.
Is that what they call "terrorizing the neighborhood" these days?
Business. If so, your business failed.
- This time! - Walk away, Miss Stagg.
You do not wanna become my enemy.
Batman, wait!
That Golem that fought beside you...
I saw the television footage.
- And it looked like... - It wasn't.
Rex Mason is dead. Your father is in prison because of it.
And if you come near Old Gotham again
you rot in a cell right beside him. Count on it.
transcript & sync by Masaca - Addic7ed.com -
corrections by f1nc0 - Addic7ed.com -