The Dark Knight Calling All Creative People: Write Scenes that YOU'D Want to see in The Dark Knight!

[Mr. Superhero]

EXT. WAYNE MANNER

BRUCE REMOVES RACHEL'S KNICKERS.

[END OF SCENE]

 

[Steelsheen]

Here's my take on a climax of THE DARK KNIGHT.

I did it on final draft, so it's in .pdf form for you all. Let me know what you think!

a bit on the drama side isnt it?

yeah its a little talk-y, some of the Dent conversation between Gordon and Bats can be for another scene altogether, but you do great in describing the visuals, specially that batsignal-smiley, that was cool!

 

[Threshold]

a bit on the drama side isnt it?

yeah its a little talk-y, some of the Dent conversation between Gordon and Bats can be for another scene altogether, but you do great in describing the visuals, specially that batsignal-smiley, that was cool!

I'd hope that by the end things won't be chill and cool. I want to see Batman at his darkest, with all of the things that keep him from falling into the abyss slowing being taken away from him. I want an ending for the film that flat out says "we're just getting started".

 

[gadgetfusion]

The ending. The Joker has been sent to Arkham Asylum, Batman saved the day, and many people were saved.

We follow Harvey Dent. He's in an elevator, adjusting his tie. The elevator opens, he walks down a hallway and goes to Sal Maroni's office. He knocks on the door.

Maroni: Who is it?
Dent: It's Harvey.
Maroni: Lock the door on your way in.

He opens the door, walks in, and locks it.

We then move to Gordon and Batman by the Batsignal.

Gordon: Well Crane's finally being put to justice.
Batman: Good.
Gordon: So what do you think of that Joker freak.
Batman: He's a bad seed.
Gordon: I hear ya. By the way, have you heard from Dent lately?
Batman: No.
Gordon: Funny, I haven't seen him in a while either.
Batman: Maybe he's working for somebody.
Gordon: Falcone? Maroni? It doesn't make sense.
Batman: It doesn't have to. But I have a hunch.
Gordon: Well something is wrong, that's for sure.
Batman: It's not over yet.

We go to Joker, who's sitting in his cell. He looks at the ceiling, and then looks at the floor. He sees a bat reflection and begins to laugh insanely. His laughing is interrupted by a visiter, Dr. Harleen Quinzel.

Joker: Heh, who are you? My shrink?
Harleen: Yes. I'm Dr. Harleen Quinzel. I'm here to-
Joker: (interrupting) Unravel my mind? You mind-freaks are SO predictable!
Harleen: If we weren't, we wouldn't be here.

Joker laughs at this comment.

The last scene is the Batsignal, glowing in the moonlight, and the Tumbler flies out of the Batcave, ready for action.

 

[gerber]

I don't really know how to write screenplays, but I'll try my best.


EXT. ABANDONED APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT

A swarm of Gotham City police cars surrounds an old, broken-down apartment building. All officers are standing outside of their vehicles, guns drawn, and a few choppers hover over the building shining spotlights at the windows. A car pulls up to the scene and Lt. Jim Gordon quickly jumps out and races to the nearest officer.

Gordon: Merkel, do we have him?

Merkel: Yes sir. His last call was traced back to this apartment complex less than five minutes ago. He ain't getting out of there.


Another car pulls up to the scene and parks next to Gordon's. The back door swings open to reveal District Attorney Harvey Dent, waving his hair back and fixing his tie as he jogs up to Gordon.

Dent: Is he in there?

Gordon: We have him.

Dent: Thank God. What's the hold up?

Gordon: We're waiting for swat. We're not going to make the same mistake as last time; too many good men were killed.

Dent: And what of our mutual "acquaintance".

Gordon: He's here.

Dent: You see him?

Gordon: No. But I know he's here.


Five stories up, on the rooftop of a neighboring building, looms the Batman, as still as a statue. He glares down at the street, witnessing the chaotic scene. He shifts his perspective from the street, to the windows of the apartment building, to the buildings roof, and back down to the building's doors, making sure to cover all exits. As he watches the crowd, he notices four swat cars pull up and spots Gordon ordering a group of them around the other side of the building, Dent standing close by.

Gordon: You men go around the front; Squads two and three, cover the sides. Lets move!

All four swat teams enter the apartment building, and the huge crowd seems to go silent. Everyone waits in anticipation, while Gordon communicates with the Swat Leader via walkie-talkie. Minutes go by in silence.

Gordon (into walkie-talkie): Anything yet?

Swat Leader (O.S.): Nothing. Wait, wait a minute...there's movement.

Gordon (into walkie-talkie): Yes?

Swat Leader (O.S): Negative. It's just a cat.

Gordon (into walkie-talkie): Stay sharp.


Gordon glances around and notices Batman on a nearby rooftop, a worried look on his face.

Gordon (to himself): Stay sharp, my friend. Stay sharp.

(into walkie-talkie): How're we doing?

Swat Leader: We're on the fourth floor. There's a room with a barricaded door, we can't get inside. I'm blowing it.

Gordon (into walkie-talkie): Go ahead.


A small explosion is heard over the walkie-talkie and the crowd freezes, as minutes pass by in silence. Neither Gordon nor Dent can take their eyes off of the walkie-talkie.

Swat Leader (O.S.): Lieutenant, there's nobody here.

Dent: Damn it.

Gordon (into walkie-talkie): Get out of there. I repeat, get out of there.

Swat Leader (O.S.): Wait, the phone is ringing.

Gordon (into walkie-talkie): DON'T TOUCH IT!!!


Just then, the entire apartment complex goes up in flame and a simultaneous, deafening explosion pierces the ears of the crowd. The result is chaos. The crowds silence is broken, police cars are retreating, and dozens of people are scattering from the dibris. In the ensuing panic, Gordon glances up to the rooftop across the street and notices that the Batman is gone. In a nearby alley, a tall, lean figure casually walks away, unseen.

Quite good, only the whole "swat goes in, nobody there, answers phone, room blows up, guy walks off" thing is STRAIGHT out of Rush Hour 1.

 

[Malone]

Quite good, only the whole "swat goes in, nobody there, answers phone, room blows up, guy walks off" thing is STRAIGHT out of Rush Hour 1.

Thanks man, and you're absolutely right, it is from Rush Hour 1. When I watched that seen I couldn't help but think that it would work great in a Batman movie. Thanks for the feedback.

 

[dr.strange]

just a scene where batman,gordon and dent are on top of the police station.deciding to work together.gordon and dent could already be there,talking about if batman can be trusted or not.picture the scenes out of the long halloween.

 

[Mysterio]

I started a thread like this a while back, but it looks like it was deleted. This is for us creative people who want to put our ideas down and see what people think about them. Criticisms are allowed, but please try not to be too harsh OK guys? None of us in here are professional screenwriters (so far as we know, at least).

i thought this was a forum dedicated to the movie The Dark Knight?

 

[Mysterio]

Batman: Why the hell is this thread here? This isn't a TDK spoiler

The Joker: Maybe cuz the dude doesn't know how to read?

Batman: Betcha Hunter moves it soon

Joker: Yup. You like your new outfit?

Batman: Yeah, my Bat-nutz don't chafe as much. C'mon, lets go get you some more Kool-Aid. Your smile is starting to fade

awesome

 

[dr.strange]

it is.....your point being...?

 

[MaskedManJRK]

Dark Sentinal, very good stuff, espically your Bats/Gordon/Harv rooftop scene and Joker and Dent with the gallows.

Here's an idea I have, to show how the strain of Joker's spree could mess with Batman internally.

INT. WAYNE PENTHOUSE -- EARLY MORNING

THE BATMAN leaps onto the balcony rail and leaps down onto the concrete. His eyes are bloodshot and several days of stubble are on his cheeks. He opens the window door and walks through the snazzy living space of billionare BRUCE WAYNE, and goes to a grandfather clock, turning the hands of the clock to 11:12. Batman grabs the clock and opens it, revealing a secret room, the REMOTE BATCAVE.

INT. REMOTE BATCAVE -- EARLY MORNING

The Batman pulls his mask off to reveal the face of BRUCE WAYNE, soaked in sweat, even melting the face paint around his eyes.

He wipes the sweat off his brow and start removing the costume.

INT. BATHROOM -- EARLY MORNING

Bruce walks over to his sink, showered with a towel over himself. He puts shaving cream on his hands and dab them over his cheeks. He takes a razor and starts shaving his face. He looks down to wash off the razor, and as he looks up, he sees BATMAN standing where he was in the mirror.

BRUCE
What the hell--

BATMAN
Hell, indeed, Bruce.

BRUCE
I must be going crazy.

BATMAN
Seeing and hearing things that aren't there; talking to what is essentially yourself as though I--you--are someone else...yes, I would say that is the most logical explanation.

BRUCE
But why are you--

BATMAN
Standing in the mirror when you don't have the suit on? Maybe this is really how you see yourself. Maybe you're starting to lose the humanity needed to do what you do. ...Or maybe you're just seeing things because you haven't slept more than an hour per day for the past week. Whatever it is, we'll find out soon enough...won't we?
​

Bruce's reflection returns to normal.
​

BRUCE
Yes...we will...

ALFRED (O.S.)
Master Wayne?
​

Bruce turns around to see Alfred standing near the bathroom door, towel in hand.
​

ALFRED
Who were you talking to?

BRUCE
No one...just myself.
​

Bruce finishes up shaving and walks over to Alfred, drying his face with the towel.
​

BRUCE
Wake me up at 4.

ALFRED
Master Bruce, it's past 4.

BRUCE
The next one.

ALFRED
Yes, sir.​

 

[Dark Sentinel]

Here's a scene between Bruce and Harvey, where the audience gets a little info about Harvey's past. I start the scene as an abrupt cut from the previous scene. anyway, hope you guys enjoy it.

INT. WAYNE'S PENTHOUSE, LIVING ROOM - DAY

CLOSE ON: A STERLING SILVER TRAY, occupied by a silver teapot and two porcelain teacups sits on top of a POLISHED OAK COFFEE TABLE. The cups are filled with steaming green tea. A hand reaches into frame and takes one of the cups. We PULL BACK and

ANGLE ON: HARVEY DENT sits back against the red leather sofa and takes a sip.

DENT
(casually)
Mm, not bad. I didn't know you drank green tea, Bruce.

ANGLE ON: WAYNE grins and reaches and takes the remaining cup.

WAYNE
A little addiction I brought back from my seven-year vacation. Alfred prefers it to his Earl Grey now.

Dent and Wayne share a laugh.

DENT
Damn, Wayne, you sure have changed since Princeton.

WAYNE
(vague humor)
More than you know.

DENT
(understanding)
Touche.

After a slight pause, Dent sets his cup back on the tray. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his SILVER DOLLAR.

WAYNE'S POV: Dent slowly turns the dollar over with his fingers, and we see that instead of having a "heads" and "tails", it just has TWO "HEADS". (END POV)

Dent sits back and rolls the coin along his knuckles with remarkable dexterity, then flips it. The coin RINGS as it flips.

WAYNE
(grins)
You've been fiddling with that coin for as long as I've known you, Harv.

DENT
(nods)
Yeah...the professors were always on me for it.

Dent puffs out his chest slightly.

DENT (CONT'D)
(imitating a professor)
Mr. Dent, would you put that damned thing away and pay attention!

Dent and Wayne share another laugh, and Dent flips the coin again.

WAYNE
Yeah, and now here you are, D.A. of Gotham City. Must be lucky.

Dent nods thoughtfully, but the smile fades and is replaced by a grim frown. He sighs, and leans forward, still turning the coin over in his fingers.

CLOSE ON:

DENT
(softly)
It's not lucky, Bruce. It's a reminder... a reminder of how I did everything he said I wouldn't, how I escaped from that hell-hole of a childhood...

Dent pauses, and looks up. He stares Wayne as if staring at someone completely different. Dent's eyes are filled with defiant anger, but a slight glistening tells us that he's emotionally stricken.

Dent balls his hands into fists so tightly that his knuckles turn white, shaking in barely-subdued rage.

DENT (CONT'D)
(defiant)
How I finally paid him back for every time he hit me.

Dent stops and glances O.C. Wayne smiles softly, reassuringly. He drains his teacup and sets it back down on the tray.

Wayne opens his mouth to speak, but Dent cuts him off with a sniffle. Dent rubs his eyes and clears his throat.

DENT
Ah, it's all in the past, right? He's dead, and I...

WAYNE
(encouraging)
You've turned out just fine, Harvey: Graduated, what was it, third in your class at Princeton? You have a great wife in Gilda, and you're District Attorney of Gotham.

Wayne reaches over and shoves Dent's shoulder jokingly.

WAYNE (CONT'D)
And you're a pretty good friend to boot.

Dent looks up and, nods. A grin replaces his grimace, which then gives way to a toothy smile. Wayne nods and gets up from the couch.

WAYNE
C'mon. You call Gilda, I'll call Rachel, and we'll all go out to dinner.

Wayne walks across the room to a polished wooden coathanger and pulls a cashmere sportscoat over his shirt.

As Dent gets up, Wayne removes a leather jacket from another hook and tosses it to Dent, who snatches it casually out of the air.

WAYNE
My treat.

Dent swings the jacket over his shoulders and slides it over his shoulders.

DENT
(grinning)
Sounds good to me, pal.

 

[Dark Sentinel]

Dark Sentinal, very good stuff, espically your Bats/Gordon/Harv rooftop scene and Joker and Dent with the gallows.

thanks JRK, but Joker and Dent with the gallows wasn't mine. that one is all Drunken Savior's work. you've got some pretty interesting ideas too, hopefully we'll see more as the thread grows

 

[MaskedManJRK]

thanks JRK, but Joker and Dent with the gallows wasn't mine. that one is all Drunken Savior's work. you've got some pretty interesting ideas too, hopefully we'll see more as the thread grows

Whoops, sorry about the mistake.

Thanks, though, and I probably will post more.

 

[Mysterio]

it is.....your point being...?

point being this thread doesn't belong in this forum.

 

[milarc]

INT. ARKHAM ASYLUM – DAY

Inside a holding cell, Joker shuffles an old deck of cards. His eyes stare blankly at the wall, deep in sadistic thought. Footsteps approach his cell, but he ignores the sound, lost in his own mind.

The gentle voice of a woman calls him.

WOMAN
Jack.​

The Joker is unresponsive. He continues shuffling his cards.

WOMAN
Jack, can you hear me? My name is Dr. Harley Quinn.
I’ve been instructed to evaluate you before trial.​

Harley takes a deep breath, then types in a code on the keypad by the door. SWOOSH! The door to Joker’s cell opens.

Dr. Quinn sits down on the end of his bed, blocking his stare at the wall. Joker stops shuffling his cards. He locks eyes with the doctor’s. A sickening smile spreads across his lips.

JOKER
Hello.
​

END CREDITS.

 

[Dark Sentinel]

INT. ARKHAM ASYLUM – DAY

Inside a holding cell, Joker shuffles an old deck of cards. His eyes stare blankly at the wall, deep in sadistic thought. Footsteps approach his cell, but he ignores the sound, lost in his own mind.

The gentle voice of a woman calls him.

WOMAN
Jack.​

The Joker is unresponsive. He continues shuffling his cards.

WOMAN
Jack, can you hear me? My name is Dr. Harley Quinn.
I’ve been instructed to evaluate you before trial.​

Harley takes a deep breath, then types in a code on the keypad by the door. SWOOSH! The door to Joker’s cell opens.

Dr. Quinn sits down on the end of his bed, blocking his stare at the wall. Joker stops shuffling his cards. He locks eyes with the doctor’s. A sickening smile spreads across his lips.

JOKER
Hello.​

END CREDITS.

very cool. if Nolan included Harley as a cameo at the very least, this would be a perfect ending to TDK. four stars man, awesome job.

 

[Judson Caspian]

Batman and The Joker meets in a dirty alley.

Batman: Who's the next target?
The Joker: Someone you care about.

Batman takes a strangle grip on The Joker and pushes him against a wall.

Batman: Making it personal is going to be the last thing you do.
The Joker: Doubtful. I have plenty of ideas. Let me convince you... open this door.

The Joker directs to a door close by.

Batman: Why should I do that?
The Joker: Well, corpses has a tendency to smell bad. Early.
Batman: You're lying.
The Joker: Then... you got nothing to worry about. Go home.

Knowing the abnormal intelligence of The Joker, Batman knocks him unconscious so that he won't escape while the door is being opened.
Batman walks towards the door, stops and moves aside from it. Slowly he puts the hand on the doorknob and opens.

Out comes a wave of dead bodies, which starts to cover the ground. The stench is unbearable and Batman backs off, covering his mouth with his hands. All of a sudden, from the distance, he notices two familiar eyes. But long dark hair is covering the rest of the face. He removes the hair from it and sees the dead face of Rachel Dawes.

 

[SPIDERMAN117]

I think the how the dark knight will start is the ending scene from bb and while gordan talks to batman and like he said "Take this guy,armed robbery then it cuts to the robbery scene that was filmed early in the year then cuts back to the rest of that scene.then the film begins from there.

 

[MaskedManJRK]

*The idea of the scene is that Joker is targeting cops and the higher authorities of Gotham. Thus, Commissioner Loeb has an armed guard around him at all times.*

INT. COMMISSIONER LOEB'S OFFICE -- NIGHT

COMMISSIONER LOEB sits at his desk, in the middle of paperwork.

INT. HALLWAY -- NIGHT

An ARMED GUARD sits at a chair next to the office, head buried in the latest Gotham Gazette. Another GUARD walks into frame, hat covering his eyes.

GUARD
Hey, I'm the next shift.
​

The Armed Guard stands and starts to walk away.​

ARMED GUARD
Thanks. Have a good one.

GUARD
You too.
​

The Guard watches as the other one leaves. The Guard stands next to the door, scans the area to find no one in the halls, and opens the door to Loeb's office.

INT. LOEB'S OFFICE -- NIGHT

Loeb looks up from his paperwork to see it's a new guard and looks back down and hears the door closing. The noise of the door LOCKING echoes and Loeb looks up to the guard, standing up.
​

LOEB
What the hell are you--
​

The Guard, in shadow, pulls out his automatic pistol, fitted with a silencer, and shoots Loeb in the groin.

In shock, Loeb falls to the ground, and the guard leaps towards Loeb, gun in hand, and shoots Loeb 13 more times in the same place until the gun is empty.

Loeb's mouth opens in a silent scream, too in shock for his voice to work. The Guard giggles to himself.
​

GUARD
Ahh, the groin shot...
​

The Guard throws his hat away and his face comes out of the darkness. His face is covered with skin-colored make-up, but his scarred grin and twisted eyes give his idenity away--THE JOKER.
​

THE JOKER
...A classic never dies.
​

The Joker stares into Loeb's eyes as he pulls out a huge KNIFE from his belt.
​

THE JOKER
You, on the other hand, are not so lucky...
​

INT. HALLWAY -- NIGHT

Loeb finally screams, as The Joker's insane laugh echoes throught the building. Police officers, JAMES GORDON in front, goes to Loeb's door only to find it locked. The scream stops and the laugh starts to fade away.

INT. LOEB'S OFFICE -- NIGHT

Gordon BREAKS DOWN the door, and holds his mouth in disqust.

Loeb lays on the floor, DEAD. The bottom half of his torso is practically gone from Joker's gun, and his cheeks were sliced open, in a sick GRIN. The knife is lodged into Loeb's heart, and there's a post-it note on his forehead.

Gordon, using the cuff of his coat to stop fingerprints, takes the post-it note from Loeb's head and reads it outloud.
​

GORDON
"Ever wonder what the people you elect do in their off hours? Look at the folder on his desk to find out! Defacing public officials, The Joker."
​

Gordon looks to the desk to find a uniformed cop, MERKEL, looking through the folder.
​

MERKEL
Gordon, you better take a look at this.
​

Gordon looks grabs the folder and looks through it.
​

GORDON
Reciepts, pictures, unfile testmonies...Jesus, Loeb was on the take.

MERKEL
What are we going to do with it?

GORDON
File it and put it as evidence. I doubt it'll stick--the press is going to make him a damn martyr because of this--but we'll get it on the record.
​

Gordon walks away to the door of the office.
​

MERKEL
Where you headed?

GORDON
The roof. I have a call to make.​

 

[Sandman138]

You can't just have your characters announce how they feel! That makes me feel angry!

 

[MaskedManJRK]

You can't just have your characters announce how they feel! That makes me feel angry!

Wha...?

 

[TheProfessor]

its a bit long. just onto the fifth page. But this would be the intro to Selina Kyle for me. Her dress is an omage (sp?) to the purple costume...

EXT. WAYNE MANOR – FUNRAISER/CHARITY EVENT

Wayne and Dent stand in the middle of the room, champaigne in hand, talking business.

We listen to their conversation, but follow the legs of a woman. SELINA KYLE (late 20s, early 30s, very sexy). She wears a purple evening gown with a chain of gold circles keeping her gown tight on her already skinny frame.

DENT
I’d like to thank you again Bruce, for
the support you’ve given me in this
election.

Bruce smiles.

WAYNE
Oh, believe me, it’s my pleasure. Its
good to find another man in Gotham with
the same views about the city as me.

Dent puts a hand on Bruce’s shoulder.

DENT
It really is Bruce.

Selina circles around them. She gives Bruce a once over.

SELINA
Meow.

She’s looking straight at Bruce, but Dent thinks it’s him.

Dent turns around and smiles, laughing a little.

DENT
Why thank you miss. Diet and exercise,
and two damn good looking parents. But
I am sorry…

He holds up his left hand, a wedding ring is on his ring finger.

DENT (CON’T)
I am married.

Selina smiles, being nice. She’s now behind Bruce.

SELINA
Oh… Mr. Dent, you too are an attractive
man, but I was speaking of Mr. Wayne.

She slaps Bruce on the buttocks and squeezes. He jumps a little, surprised by the gesture.

Dent, sad, walks away.

Bruce turns to Selina.

WAYNE
A little forward are we?

SELINA
Very Mr. Wayne. But when I see an ass like
that. I have to act.

She licks her lips, checking Bruce out.

SELINA
Meow again.

WAYNE
Why not a pur?

Together they laugh.

SELINA
I think I’m too sober for a pur Mr. Wayne.

WAYNE
Now isn’t that a shame?

Bruce smiles. He is taken by her beauty.

SELINA
Now, excuse me Mr. Wayne if I’m a little
over my head, but are you Mr. Dent’s
mysterious investor?

Selina in very interested, she’s playful about it too. As if she already knew.


WAYNE
Why you do assume me Miss…?

SELINA
Kyle, Selina Kyle. Well, a nobody from
the D.A.’s office is suddenly running
for mayor, and with a campaign like his…
one has to think, how many high rollers
does he know?

WAYNE
Well Miss Kyle, it seems the cats out of
the bag.

SELINA
(TO HERSELF)
You have no idea.

Bruce takes a sip of wine.

WAYNE
Now, Miss Kyle—

Selina smiles.

SELINA
Selina- please.

Bruce smiles back.

WAYNE
Selina… what do you do?

SELINA
I’m the mayor's secretary.

Wayne now understands her uninterest to Dent.

WAYNE
Oh, and that’s why you wouldn’t want
Mr. Dent to win?

SELINA
I’m the sort of girl who likes her job
Mr. Wayne.


WAYNE
I’m sure you are.

Selina smiles.

SELINA
If you’ll excuse me Mr. Wayne, I
forgot to feed my ***** before I
left home-

Bruce chokes on his champaigne.

WAYNE
Excuse me?

SELINA
My cat, Mr. Wayne. Don’t get any
ideas. It was nice to meet you.

WAYNE
It was.

SELINA
We should really talk again, about
these politics…

Selina trails off, she smiles. Bruce returns it. He’s still mesmorized.

WAYNE
Yes we should.

SELINA
Have a nice night.

Selina turns and leaves. AS she walks away, Bruce stares at her, checking her out one last time.

Selina turns to back once more, one more glance.

RACHEAL (O.S.)
Bruce?

Bruce turns to see RACHEAL behind him.

RACHEAL (O.S.)
I see you’ve met Selina.
WAYNE
Yes I have. She’s quite a character.

Racheal, isn’t too happy.

 

[Sam18]

*The idea of the scene is that Joker is targeting cops and the higher authorities of Gotham. Thus, Commissioner Loeb has an armed guard around him at all times.*...

Dude that was awesome. Loved the last part with Gordon going to find Batman.

 

[Drunken Savior]

This really isn't all that 'creative,' but when I read it last night, it made me think of this thread and The Dark Knight 2, possibly an early scene:

INT GOTHAM SEWERS - NIGHT

The Sewers of Gotham reek from the waste. The only thing more rotten in the waters is the people who fester down there. Deep down below, however, is a clean, well lit room, fashioned after a public servants office. This is TWO-FACE's home now. The former D.A. of Gotham sits in his large executive chair, looking at a picture of Rachel Dawes. The woman he loved, murdered at the hands of the JOKER. As he looks to the picture, a single tear drop hits the glass. It is then that TWO-FACE notices that the JOKER is entering his new home.

JOKER
Seems our friend Nygma
has been put on ice.

Beat.

JOKER
Falcone.
Scarecrow.
Maroni.
Flass.
And Now, Nygma.

TWO-FACE
Everyone has a part to play.
And no, I won't tell you your
lines before it is time to go on.

JOKER (upset)
Not very sporting of you, Harv.

The JOKER begins to reach into his blazer as he nears TWO-FACE.

JOKER
Why don't you let us BOTH in
on the joke?

TWO-FACE spins his chair around to face the JOKER, two pistols in each hand aimed square at the clown prince. JOKER, who realizes that he is outmatched this time, laughs slightly. His hand slowly coming out from his blazer to rest at his side.

TWO-FACE
Who do you think you are
dealing with Joker?

Beat.
​

TWO-FACE
Some PIP SQUEAK D.A. who
would let you bust into his house
on Christmas Eve?

JOKER
Now, Harv...

TWO-FACE
(Interrupting, furious)
Who you could BEAT UP,
in front of his girlfriend!?

TWO-FACE delivers a quick pistol whip to the JOKER, who falls down to his hands and knees. His anger growing, TWO-FACE puts one of the barrels down to the top of JOKER's head, preventing him from looking up. TWO-FACE wants to keep him down, like a rat.

TWO-FACE
It's TWO-FACE who is
in control here.
TWO-FACE!

JOKER
Ouch.

I mean no disrespect Mr. Loeb. Just pure admiration for your work, which I gladly own and read very oft.
​