Tim Burton's BATMAN III

[HumanSquirrel 2]

Ok, i'm a HUGE fan of Batman and Tim Burton.

I love B89 and Batman Returns but hate with a passion Batman Forever. I always wish Burton had been allowed to return to complete his trilogy...

With that in mind, i'm working on a sequel script to the first two Batfilms.

Bare in mind, the script is incomplete and in the early stages. Many scenes are missing, and may also change order later on....

All feedback is welcome, good or bad...

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

PART ONE​

TIM BURTON’S

BATMAN III

Screenplay by
HumanSquirrel & TwistedBat​

Rough first draft
2006
(Work in progress)​

FADE IN:

The silver Warner Bros. shield silently fades in over a black background. Fades out again...

Danny Elfman’s iconic theme music begins playing in the background, steadily building in both pitch and power...

WARNER BROS. PRESENTS


MICHAEL KEATON

JACK NICHOLSON

MICHELLE PFEIFFER

BILLY DEE WILLAIMS

RENE RUSSO


A FILM BY TIM BURTON

BATMAN ABSOLUTION​

(working title)​

NOTE: Opening credits are presented as white lettering on a black background intercut between fleeting images of an ancient network of huge subterranean caves.
Camera pans gracefully through the rock formations, finally revealing, as the credits end -



REVEAL:

INT. CAVE - NIGHT
A single solitary metal balcony jutting out from the rock wall, hanging precariously over a seemingly endless void of black.

INT. CAVE - WORKSTATION - CONTINUOUS
Closer now, the balcony is revealed to contain a bank of familiar computer monitors and hi-tech surveillance equipment. Seated in a high backed, leather chair -

BRUCE WAYNE
39 years old, still hansom, but with a few extra lines etched across a sad face that looks as if its carrying the weight of the world on its shoulders.

ANGLE ON:
A heavy black book grasped tightly between slightly trembling hands. The type on the cover reads:

POLICE DEPART. GOTHAM CITY

And underneath, in larger characters coloured and underlined in bold red:

POLICE REPORT
UNSOLVED

Swallowing visibly, Bruce opens the binder -
An old copy of the GOTHAM GLOBE is carefully unfolded. Its paper, yellowed with age; reads:

THOMAS WAYNE MURDER
PROMINENT DOCTOR AND WIFE SLAIN IN ROBBERY

CUT TO:

Bruce Wayne’s tortured face, twisted in agony at the memories cascading unbidden beneath tightly closed eyelids...

DISSOLVE TO:


The Joker, falling away into the darkness, his grotesque face no longer showing its trademark smile as he plummets to his death off the old Gotham city cathedral.

CUT BACK TO:

INT. CAVE - CONTINUOUS - CLOSE ON -
Bruce’s tortured face, beads of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead - eyes now open, breathing deeply.
Reluctantly Bruce returns his gaze to the folder, intending to close it -

CLOSE ON FOLDER
Inexplicably the page has been turned, we now face another cutting, this one not nearly as old,, yet not without its own painful memories. It reads:

BATMAN BLOWS IT!

Underneath -

MYSTERIOUS CATWOMAN TERRORIZES CITY
FEM FATALE LINKED WITH BATMAN

ANGLE ON:
A slightly trembling hand reaching for a bottle of pills over on the worktable.
A second going for a small glass of water.

CLOSE ON:
We follow Bruce Wayne’s haunted eyes over to the clock mounted on a section of Cave wall.
9.PM

ANGLE ON:
Bruce Wayne, visibly more controlled now - reaching over to flip a switch on the dashboard.

ANGLE ON:
Main computer monitor; now displaying the face of a proud Harvey Dent, beaming confidently behind his podium.
Scrolling across the bottom of the screen:

CHANNEL FIVE NEWS - LIVE FROM THE GOTHAM CITY DEMOCRATS CLUB

ANGLE ON:
Bruce Wayne, his mood clearly lifted as he enjoys his friends success.

HARVEY DENT
(Sincere)
A few years ago now, when I was first elected District Attorney
I made a promise.
A promise to route out the source of big business
corruption in Gotham City.
At that time CARL GRISSOM became our
main target.

ANGLE ON:
Dashboard control, where a red light has suddenly begun blinking on and off.

ANGLE ON:
Main monitor -

HARVEY DENT
(Continuous)
In the years following his death however, a new crime figure has risen to head that organization.
His name is SALVATORE MARONI. BOSS Salvatore Maroni.
And now, on the eve of my re-election I make you a second promise...

The channel is suddenly replaced with the striking image of a Black Bat boldly incorporated into a yellow oval.
As the camera pulls back we now see that the image is displayed on ALL the monitors.

ANGLE ON:
Bruce Wayne’s resolve.

SCENE No.4
CLOSE ON:
The famous Batsuit!

Black armoured rubber, sculpted muscles, a golden belt, and the famous yellow bat-symbol.

CUT TO:

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

PART TWO​

CLOSE ON:
The intense heat of exhaust jet roaring to life.

ANGLE ON:
The mighty Batmobile!
camera pans wildly around its sleek exterior to face front.

CLOSE ON:
The ****pit canopy, sliding solidly into place around the Batman. Its darken windows staring back at us.

SERIES OF QUICK CUTS:

1. A black gloved hand working a bewildering array of instruments.

2. A heavy boot pressing hard on the accelerator.

3. A second gloved hand shifting up through gears.

ANGLE ON:
The Batmobile, speeding through a tunnel, the roar almost deafening -

CAMERA SHAKE:
The Batmobile driving hard toward frame -

CAMERA SHAKE:
The car rockets past us, heading straight toward certain death in a collision with a cave wall -

EXT. FOREST - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
The Batmobile rips through what appears to be solid rock and continues on through the night toward Gotham City proper.

- Storm clouds gather over the distant Gothic skyline -

CUT TO:

EXT. GOTHAM CITY STREETS - MINUTES LATER
A stolen car screeches around a rain soaked corner, wheels spinning - traction terrible.
Its driver swerving left and right, desperately trying to hit as many pedestrians as possible.

CLOSE ON:
The driver.
One MR ZSASZ.
Tall, strongly built, completely insane.

ANGLE ON:
Pursuing police squad cars struggling to keep up

INT. LEADING SQUAD CAR - CONTINUOUS
Commissioner Gordon, seated inside the cars passenger seat, desperately trying to brace himself through the cars skids and turns -


GORDON
Its a goddamn public relations nightmare!



EXT. CITY INTERSECTION - CONT
The stolen car speeds towards a crowed intersection at high speed -
Pedestrians flee for their miserable lives - battling wind, rain, and each other.

CLOSE ON:
Zsasz guns the accelerator, grinning, madness in his eyes.

BANG!!!

One, two, three!
Three Gothamites bounce up onto the bonnet and across the windscreen -

CLOSE ON:
Zsasz, vicious looking knife now in hand -

HE’S CARVING DEEP GASHES INTO THE FLESH OF HIS ARM!

CLOSE ON:
Gordon.
Eyes wide with shock,


GORDON
Jesus Christ!



EXT. BRIDGE OVERPASS - CONT
Zsasz’s car speeds under the low hung bridge, the four pursuing cop cars in close pursuit.

CAMERA slowly begins to climb just as we catch the Batmobile closing in.
The camera finishes its ascent offering us a magnificent view of a dark and twisted version of a timeless America.

SOMETHING CATCHES OUR EYE - FAR SCREEN RIGHT
A black clad female in a skin tight S&M getup, perched atop a stone gargoyle -

CLOSE ON:
Batman.
Resolute, determined.
A black gloved hand studiously working the cars instrument panel.

ANGLE ON:
The Batmobile, tight on Zsasz’s tail.
Gun emplacements rise smoothly from concealed positions from within the polished black steel.

INT. BATMOBILE - CONTINUOUS
A muted beep from the console signals that the targeting lock is ready -
The gloved hand moves again toward the dash, but falters as the Dark Knight’s resolve brakes as he briefly considers the moral ramifications or his actions.
Memories of an old conversation with Vicky suddenly replaying themselves in front of his eyes.

CUT TO:

INT. BATCAVE - DAY - FOUR YEARS AGO


VICKY
(Pleading)
Bruce, don’t you see?
If you kill you’re no better than they are!

Our morality is all that separates us from them. If you cross that line, if you use lethal action, then you will eventually become one of them!

BRUCE
(Sigh)
Vicky, listen to me -

VICKY
No Bruce, you listen to me!
I’ve heard your excuses, I’ve Seen what you do to those poor people -

BRUCE
Those poor people, Vicky, are murderers, rapists, SCUM!
Criminals mock societies laws Vicky, I know this better than most...
And need I remind you , that without my lethal actions you wouldn’t be here giving me this lecture right now.

VICKY
Your actions in that Belltower Bruce...

BRUCE
I don’t want to talk about him.

VICKY
You need help, Bruce.
Unless you face your demons, unless you seek professional help, this creature you’ve created will eventually consume you.
(Dramatic Pause)
Look, Bruce, I can’t stay anymore.
I thought I could, but I was wrong. I can’t deal with all this!
You never even leave this place anymore. At night you’re out there, fighting god-knows-what, and during the day you’re down here!
Maybe after I’ve had some time to think, maybe once -

BRUCE
Whatever Vicky.
You want to leave, go. You know where the door is by now.
You do what you have to do, and I’ll do what I have to do.



INT. WAYNE MANOR - HALLWAY - DAY - CONTINUOUS
Vicky says her good byes to Alfred, collects her coat and hat, moves toward the front door -
And pauses.
Turing around, Vicky glances up at a painting above the staircase. The painting with the concealed camera behind it...

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. BATCAVE - CONTINUOUS
Bruce, seated in his chair, hunched over the monitor.

CLOSE ON:
Monitor display, Vicky’s sad face films the screen, framed before Bruce. Her eyes silently pleading.

CLOSE ON:
Bruce’s hand as it reaches up to flip the cut off switch.

PULL BACK:
Bruce slouched in the chair, face lowered in his hands, the entire scene before us fading to black.

CUT TO:

INT. BATMOBILE - PRESENT
The gloved hand moves away for the switch.

CLOSE ON:
The Batman.
Releasing a quiet breath he’d forgotten he was holding. His decision made, it was time to get down to business. The hard way.

The right way.

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

PART THREE​

EXT. CITY STREETS - CONTINUOUS
Zsasz’s car mounts the pavement, almost losing control as the vehicle rounds a particularly tight corner.

Smoke begins to steam from the hood as the damage inflicted from his human bowling spree finally begins to take its toll.

ANGLE ON:
The Batmobile.
Approaching the corner at high speed.

CLOSE ON:
Batman.
Teeth gritted, hands clamped tight on the wheel.
A quick flip of a switch -

ANGLE ON:
The Batmobile.
A small, tiny spike explodes from the side of the vehicle with a wire attached to it. The spike embeds itself into the appropriate wall, allowing the car to maintain speed while turning the corner!

ANGLE ON:
Zsasz’s car.
Tearing up the road, approaching a road block of night time, inner-city traffic.

INT. ZSASZ’S CAR - CONTINUOUS
Mr Zsasz, both arms, gushing blood with the multiple cuts and gashing from his self inflicted injuries, swiping wildly as the windscreen, seeming oblivious to the fact that the Smokey obstruction is on the outside -

SMASH!

ANGLE ON:
Mr Zsasz, flying though the windscreen, arms and legs flailing as his body hits tarmac. HARD.


ZSASZ



****!!!!!!!!!!!!!



ANGLE ON:
The Batmobile -
Screeching to a hard stop as the twin turbines wind down,
then wind up again in reverse -
A powerful steel cable tethered to the rear of Zsasz’s stolen car, the other end holding taught from the front end of the Batmobile’s open hidden compartment.

ANGLE ON:
City crowd, standing in amazement, their eyes glued to the terrifying scene playing out before them.

ANGLE ON:
Gordon’s leading squad car, braking hard, narrowly avoiding a head-on collision with the rear of the Batman’s parked car.
The rest of the pack of cop cars that had been trailing the pursuit eventually forming up behind Gorgon.

ANGLE ON:
The Batman.
Climbing from the ****pit of the Batmobile, a black wraith, his yellow chest symbol glowing magnificently in the night.

ANGLE ON:
Mr Zsasz, stirring from his brief unconsciousness, clawing for his knife -

ANGLE ON:
Gordon, emerging from his own vehicle.
Draws his gun. Turing to face his officers -


GORDON
Ok, everybody, form up on me.
Lets get a result.
(Under breath)
And nail this psycho...



ANGLE ON:
Batman.
Striding confidently toward Zsasz, a small device in his hand -


BATMAN
Shields.



ANGLE ON:
The Batmobile as steel plates slide gracefully into place over the cars frame, forming an impregnable block of black shiny steel.
Passing cops jump with the sudden activity.


GORGON
Keep it together men...



ANGLE ON:
Zsasz.
Knife drawn, angled toward the Batman,


ZSASZ
You want a piece of me Batman?
Come on! I’ve got something for you.



ANGLE ON:
The Batman.
Calm, unfazed, determined.
And the small metallic object, silently moving around the golden belt toward the waiting black gloved hand at its side.


BATMAN
(Cold stair)
Nice blade.



You planning on doing anything with it, or are you just going to stand there and bleed?


ANGLE ON:
Zsasz, as he lunges toward the Dark Knight, sheer, maddening rage -

ANGLE ON:
The Batman, and the Batarang now gripped in his hand.

ANGLE ON:
The blazing silver batarang, cutting through the cold night air toward its intended target.
The wrist of Mr Zsasz.

ANGLE ON:
Mr Zsasz. Falling to his knees, his wrist gripped in his left hand. The knife spinning away into the darkness -
Zsasz watches it go, a forlorn expression -
Turns back slowly as a heavy shadow falls upon his broken form -
Glances up -

CLOSE ON:
The gleaming yellow chest symbol.
Camera pans upward and out, finally revealing the Batman in all his close-up glory.
A black gloved hand curls slowly into a fist.


ZSASZ
Oh ****...



WIDE SHOT:
The Batman savagely beating Zsasz into a bloody pulp -


ZSASZ
(low, Breathless)
Your won’t kill me...
(Choughs, splattering blood)
You’re weak!
he Batman isn’t a killer, you didn’t kill Joker, you won’t kill me...



CLOSE ON:
The Batman.


BATMAN
(Shocked)
What?



WIDE SHOT:
Commissioner Gordon and his men arriving at the scene.
Guns drawn, alert, pumped.



GORDON
Thanks Batman,
don’t know what we would have done without you.



CLOSE ON:
Batman.
His eyes slowly coming back from infinity.
Suddenly acutely aware of the gawking public.
A quick, silent nod to Gordon, before stalking away into the night.


(V.O)
Batman?


Batman pauses, doesn’t bother to turn around.


CLOSE ON:
Gordon.


GORDON
Tomorrow night, midnight.



CLOSE ON:
Batman’s back. Silent.
A slight bow of the head.
- followed by a hasty departure back to the Batmobile.

CUT TO:

INT: WAYNE MANOR - DAY
Alfred PennyWorth, silver breakfast tray in hand, quietly enters into Bruce Wayne’s bedroom, gently easing the door open with his back as he struggles with old age, and one to many tasks.
Turns -
And stops short.
The Bed is still made and clearly hasn’t been slept in.
Alfred sighs and shuffles out of the room, back down the stairs, and into the study.

CLOSE ON:
A large antique Grandfather Clock.

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

PART FOUR​

INT. STUDY - WAYNE MANOR - CONTINUOUS
Alfred places the tray into a nearby table and moves up to the clock face.
Pulling back the glass, he deftly resets the time.
The time Bruce had set into the mechanism years earlier.
A time that must be adjusted to the exact minute of the exact hour in order for the combination lock to function properly.
The time Bruce Wayne died, and the Batman began.
The time the darkness took young Bruce, the time his world fell apart when his parents died.

WIDE SHOT:
A secret hatchway appears as the clock ponderously swings ajar, a dark passageway leading down into the darkness beyond.

INT: BATCAVE - CONTINUOUS
Alfred finally finishes his decent into the cave.
Shakes his head, disappointed.

CLOSE ON:
Bruce Wayne, asleep at the consoles.
The sound of the tray being unloaded startles Bruce awake.


ALFRED
Good afternoon sir,
busy night again was it?

BRUCE
They always are.

ALFRED
Indeed.



INT: BATCAVE - CONTINUOUS
Bruce rubs sleep out of his eyes, thinking.
Reluctantly he reaches a decision.


BRUCE
Alfred?

ALFRED
Yes, sir?

BRUCE
That night in the Gotham City Cathedral...
What happened?

ALFRED
(Hesitant)
You wish to talk out that night, Master Bruce?
Now, I mean?

BRUCE
Yes, Alfred. Now.

ALFRED
Very well.
Its just that you’ve always been reluctant to converse on the subject of Jack Napier...

BRUCE
I know.
Its just something someone said to me recently.
They told me Jack Napier is still -

ALFRED
Alive.

BRUCE
...

ALFRED
(Knowing/sympathetic)
I wondered how long it would be until we had this conversation again -

BRUCE
Alfred, what are you talking about?
Jack Napier is dead. I watched him die.

ALFRED
No master Bruce.
He saw, remember even, what your mind wants you to see.
Jack Napier didn’t die, you didn’t kill him.

BRUCE
Then...???



ANGLE ON:
Bruce, quickly reaches for the bottle of pills lying on the console -
The bottle is empty.

A another image springs forth in his minds eye, unbidden. We -

CUT TO:

EXT. GOTHAM CITY CATHEDRAL - NIGHT - FOUR YEARS AGO
Batman and Vick Vale hang precariously over the crumbling balcony ledge, the Joker dancing manically above them.
A helicoptor circles overhead.
A rope ladder dangles beneath, buffeted by the high winds.
Search lights play across the aged structure, their beams pathetically out of range.

CLOSE ON:
The Joker, climbing the ladder, cackling hysterically -

CLOSE ON:
The Batman.
Exhausted, spent.
Grim determination.
Reaching one hand back onto his belt, he withdraws a -

*BATARANG*

Reaching way back, putting as much effort into the throw as his tired muscles can muster, he throws the device towards his intended target.

CLOSE ON:
The Batarang spinning valiantly through space -
Two quick cuts and its all over.
The Joker lies sprawled on top of the roof, tangled in rope.

ANGLE ON:
The Batman, pulling Vicky back up onto the roof.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT: BATCAVE - DAY - CONTINUOUS
Bruce blinks, recognition in his eyes.
Quickly his hands are working keys on a board.

CLOSE ON:
Monitor screen, and the reams of text scrolling past on the display.

CLOSE ON:
Fingers on a board, pausing.
Bruce looks up at Alfred, confused.


BRUCE
Arkham Asylum?

ALFRED
Going on four years now sir, yes.
Judge Faden moved him there following Dr. Crane’s psychiatric report.



CUT TO:

[MISSING SCENE]

EXT. GCPD ROOFTOP - NIGHT
Commissioner Gordon and Harvey Dent stand together by the Batsignal, Blazing up into the night sky.
The latter shuffling unconfortably in the shrill winter wind.


HARVEY DENT
What if he doesn’t show?

GORDON
He’ll show.
He always does.



As if scripted -


(V.O)
You called?



CLOSE ON:
Harvey Dent.
Jumps back, startled.


HARVEY
Jesus Christ!



CLOSE ON:
Gordon, as he shuts down the signal, smiling.


GORDON
(Chuckling)
Yeah, he’ll do that...



WIDE ANGLE:
The Batman steps out of the shadows, and crosses the roof.


GORDON
(Gesturing towards Harvey)
This District attorny Harvey Dent.
He’s been -

BATMAN
(Regarding Harvey)
Yes.
I’m familiar with your work.
You do a good job. Your a good man.
(Regarding Gordon - A rare small smile)
One of the few.

HARVEY
And I’ve come to appreciate you my friend.
And the line you’re able to cross that we can’t.
(A beat)
We have a mutual problem Batman -

BATMAN
Maroni.

GORDON
(Regarding Batman)
just so we’re clear,
we do not want you to move against Salvatore Maroni.
(Regarding Harvey)
We have that covered.
What we do need however is -

BATMAN
Protection.

GORDON
Right. Harvey can has a strong case lined up, but -

HARVEY
(Impatient)
He may try to take a pop at me.
(Dark)
Or my family.
I need your assurance that you'll protect us.

BATMAN
You have it.



CUT TO:

 

[TimDrake64x]

i like it. i also wanted to see what burton would do but i like ur treatment as well

 

[JLBats]

Lame.

Just kidding, pretty good.

 

[Dark Phantom]

Despite your hatred for Batman Forever, I really like it . Its not as terrible as everyone says it is.

The script treatment is pretty good. I like the minor references to Batman Begins in the lines. Plus, the rooftop scene has a few word for word lines from Long Halloween. My only problem is the role of Gordon. Burton made Gordon into such a missed oppurtunity. Your script makes him more than he originally was in Burton's version. I guess the image of Gary Oldman as Gordon has become more definitive because i sense that character interpretation in your script. But as I said, it sounds more like a script connected to Batman Begins than the Burton continuity in its writing style.

I'm also in the process of writing my sequel to Batman Begins called Batman Insanity. I had this planned a long time before I found out the name will be Dark Knight. Hopefully I can get Batman Insanity off the ground and make the fan-film i've been planning.

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

Despite your hatred for Batman Forever, I really like it . Its not as terrible as everyone says it is.

The script treatment is pretty good. I like the minor references to Batman Begins in the lines. Plus, the rooftop scene has a few word for word lines from Long Halloween. My only problem is the role of Gordon. Burton made Gordon into such a missed oppurtunity. Your script makes him more than he originally was in Burton's version. I guess the image of Gary Oldman as Gordon has become more definitive because i sense that character interpretation in your script. But as I said, it sounds more like a script connected to Batman Begins than the Burton continuity in its writing style.

I'm also in the process of writing my sequel to Batman Begins called Batman Insanity. I had this planned a long time before I found out the name will be Dark Knight. Hopefully I can get Batman Insanity off the ground and make the fan-film i've been planning.

Yeah, i see your point. Obviously its in the early stages, but Goyer said, write a rough first draft first without stopping, then i'll go back in a second, third, or maybe even a fouth draft, and try to fix those things.

I'am trying to make Gorton more like the Gordon from the comics though, all lines will be re-worked at a later date.

Thanks for the posts guys, i'll keep at it.

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

PART FIVE

EXT. HIGH RISE PENTHOUSE - DUSK
Camera whips up the side of the building as dizzying speed, finally culminating its ascent at a point adjacent to a row of Stone Gargoyles, watching silently over the city streets far below.
Heavy rain and high winds assault the think pained glass that is framing a large and expansive window.
We, and the camera move through the glass and into the scene beyond.

INT. BOSS MARONI’S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
Maroni sits behind a large oak desk,. He is addressing the lieutenants of his business empire.
Maroni is fat, brash, uncultured, and rude.

MARONI
Now look, Grissom is dead,
and that freak Napier is no longer a problem. Its true, we may have had our internal battles with the remnants of Cobblepot’s Red Triangle gang, but things are finally on the up.

CLOSE ON:
Maroni, as he lifts up a heavy arm and pulls it tight, making his hand into a hard fist.

MARONI
(Darkly)
Only one thing stands in our way...

(V.O)
Batman!

ANGLE ON:
Maroni’s fist coming down hard on the desk.

MARONI
No you idiot!
Dent!
He caused a lot of trouble for Carl a few years back, and it looks like he’s up to his old tricks again.

ANGLE ON:
The fist, opening to grab a copy of the Gotham Globe laying idly on the desk.

ANGLE ON:
Maroni, as he lifts the paper into the air.

CLOSE ON:
The paper’s headline, which reads:

DENT CRACKS DOWN ON ORGANIZED CRIME!

MARONI
I don’t want this clown making anymore trouble for me.
I want him taken out.

LIEUTENANT #1
You want it to look like an accident, Boss?

CLOSE ON:
Maroni, who waves the paper offhandedly.
Unconcerned.

MARONI
I don’t care. Just get him out of my face.

LIEUTENANT #2
That might be a little difficult, Salvatore.
Dent has protection.
A squad car has been sitting outside his house for the past fortnight -

MARONI
(Unphased)
Whatever it takes.
(Hard)
Just get the Job done.

CUT TO:

INT: HARVEY DENT’S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Harvey sits at the kitchen table going over some last minute paperwork.
His Wife, Gilda serves dinner.

GILDA
So, are we going to that Halloween party your friend Bruce Wayne is hosting next week?

WIDE ANGLE:
Harvey doesn’t answer. We’re not even sure he even heard the question.

GILDA
Harvey, I wish you wouldn’t keep bringing your work home with you.

ANGLE ON:
Harvey.
Unconcerned, engrossed, he doesn’t even look up.

HARVEY
Its either here, or I do it at the office, dear.

ANGLE ON:
Guilda, as she crosses the kitchen, and takes a seat next the Harvey at the table.
Placing a plate under his nose.

GULDA
(Quiet sigh)
Well, just try to put it away while we eat our meal, huh, sweetheart?

ANGLE ON:
Harvey, as he collects the papers together and flashes Gilda one of his charming smiles.

GILDA
That charming smile may help you win peoples votes sweetheart, but its not going to stop me hassling you about our house.

HARVEY
(Rolls eyes)
Not the house again, Guilda...

GUILDA
Yes, the House Harvey!
We have a child on the way, we don’t have enough room here as it is -

WIDE ANGLE:
Harvey reaches over to his wife, places his hand on hers, gives it a tight squeeze.

HARVEY
I know.
But it shouldn’t be for much longer. I’m working on a case right now -

GUILDA
(Softly)
But you’re already Gotham’s DA, Harvey, we shouldn’t have to live like this.
I know property is expensive in this part of town, but -

HARVEY
Its not the money, Guilda.
All my time and energy is going on this case at the moment.
If I can connect Salvatore Maroni with -

GUILDA
Maroni!
Maroni is a dangerous man , the things I’ve heard -

HARVEY
(Smiling/at gestures towards stack of papers )
That’s why Its so important that I do this.
And don’t worry about Maroni, we have a squad car sitting right outside, plus a little something extra.

CLOSE ON:
Guilda, as she raise an eye brow.

GUILDA
Something extra?

CUT TO:

EXT. HARVEY DENT’S APARTMENT ROOF - CONTINUOUS
The Batman stands silent watch.
His Long cape billowing in the cold.
A slight brush of fingers against the side of his cowl, and the concealed switch beneath it immediately activates a pair of night vision lenses.

CLOSE ON:
The Batman face, as the lenses slide down beneath the cowl, giving the Batman an even more mysterious and intimidating look than the one he already carries about himself.

EXT. HARVEY DENTS APARTMENT ROOF - CONTINUOUS
Batman crouches down on the building ledge, staring down at the unmarked Squad car, and the two homeless men shuffling over to it.

BATMAN’S POV - CONTINUOUS
We see what Batman sees.
We see everything in the green glow of night vision.
We move closer to the squad car as Batman activates the cowls zoom.

CLOSE ON:
The two Homeless men as they move up to the drivers side window of the unmarked police car.
Swaying gently to and throw, unstable, their bellies full of drink.
The first homeless man taps onto the glass, waving his bottle towards the drivers face. The second drops his empty bottle on the sidewalk.
Annoyed, the driver winds down the window.

DRIVER
Move along old man. You ain’t gonna find no more drink here.

The Homeless man hiccups once, leans in close.
The Driver recoils, the stench of drink overpowering him.


HOMELESS MAN#1
You know, I thought cops were supposed to arrest people like us, walking the streets, creating misdemeanours...

CLOSE ON:
The two cops.
Clearly surprised by the comment, caught off foot.
Their eyes suddenly widen in shock and panic.

WIDE SHOT:
The windscreen of the car abruptly goes red as the first homeless man fires two rounds of shotgun ammo into the interior of the tiny area.

HOMELESS MAN#2
(Smug)
Someone should really have a word with the commissioner of Police.
The standard of -

WIDE SHOT:
The words are abruptly strangled off as he spots the creature descending upon them from above.

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

PART SIX​

Homeless man #1 quickly brings his weapon to bare on the giant Bat creature, just managing to fire off a single round -
Which connects with the Batman’s chest, disintegrating most of the yellow symbol. A strange grey armour-weave reveals itself beneath the black...

The impact throws the Batman off balance, and he lands hard on his back. Quickly recovering, he throws a shining silver Batarang at the first Homeless man, who is even now lining up his second shot.
He never manages it.
The steel Batarang cleanly slices through flesh and bone, taking off the man right hand at the wrist.
Accordingly, he collapses to the floor, blood gushing forth over the sidewalk.

Homeless man#2 has drawn a handgun now, the Batman steps in close, delivering a swift, hard kick to the mans legs. It snaps, and the man joins his companion.
Batman looms over him, grips him by his coat lapel, and yanks him up into the air.
The man stars into the Batman’s eyes, sees his own fear reflected back at him in the white lenses -

BATMAN
(Hash/Rasping)
Tell Maroni that DA and his family are under my personal protection.
If he comes for Dent again, then I will come for him.

WIDE SHOT:
Harvey Dent is approaching now -
Camera pans up toward the Dent’s Kitchen window, where we can see Guilda on the phone.
In the distance we can hear the faint sound of approaching sirens.

HARVEY
Maroni’s men?

BATMAN
Yeah.

HARVEY
He must be getting jumpy.
He knows we have a good case against him, and the trial is almost upon us.
Do you think he might try again?

ANGLE ON:
The batman, dropping Malconi’s second back to the concrete.
A lingering look.

BATMAN
Hard to say.
I think he realizes it is his only option.
Faden has been pressured to change jury on the day of the hearing to eliminate the possibility of bribes.
Maybe you should seek security out of town. Bludhaven, perhaps...

HARVEY
(slowly nodding)
Yeah, I think you may be right.

WIDE ANGLE:
Two police cars inter frame, drawing Harvey’s attention.
As usual, far to late to be of any use.
Harvey turns back.

HARVEY
Finally.
Better late than -

WIDE ANGLE
The Batman is gone.
The means of his departure a mystery.

HARVEY
(Smiling to himself)
‘He does that.’

CUT TO:

EXT. ARKHAM ASYLUM - NIGHT
Rusted wrought iron fenses surround the aged structure, its appearance resembling more a castle than any stand type of building. The place looks dilapidated, on the verge of collapse.
The Batmobile arrives at the gates, and stops. For the longest time nothing happens, it just sits there, the whine of the engines slowing winding down until nothing can be heard except the wind rustling through the nearby trees.

INT. BATMOBILE - CONTINUOUS
Batman sits at the controls, his attention on the Asylum, staring into infinity, his thoughts turned inwards.

EXT. MIDTOWN GOTHAM - TWENTY-THREE YEARS AGO - NIGHT
Young Bruce and his parents leaving the cinema, Bruce still eating from a large blue bag of popcorn.
His father dips his hand into the bag, extracts a large handful of the sweet stuff.
Footstep eco behind them.
Bruce turns first, noticing the two men, both with handguns, but only one is grinning back at him.

The first (Joe Chill) walks confidently up to Mother, ripping the pearls from off her neck. The pearls father had given to her that afternoon as a present.
The ones Bruce had helped pick out. The ones they’d chosen together -
Mother screams, Farther fights back, lunging towards the man -

Chill draws back, panicking, he fires two rounds -
One meant for each parent.

Time slows, Bruce stars, unable to move, the tears bubbling within refusing to come.
Something else is clawing its way out. Something dark...

Bruce can hear the breath leave mothers body, the eyes rolling back in father head -
The darkness within is growing...

CLOSE ON:
The grinning man, Jack Napier, his gun now pointed at Bruce.
The muzzle pointed at Bruce’s face.

Bruce doesn’t feel any fear. He doesn’t feel anything anymore. Only the darkness and anger filling the core of his being...

JACK NAPIER
Tell me kid, have you ever danced with the devil by the pale moonlight?

CLOSE ON:
Bruce.
The words hold no meaning. The gun is powerless. He’s already dead.

CHILL
Hey Jack, lets go!

WIDE ANGLE:
Jack leaves, as does Chill, leaving Bruce alone.
Alone with the darkness.

CLOSE ON:
Bruce’s mouth begins to tremble, his lips quivering.
And then the darkness bursts forth. Hatred and anger eradiating outward as percussion to the scream he finally manages to let out.

DISSOLVE BACK TO:

INT: BATMOBILE - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
Batman’s eyes are glazed over.

CLOSE ON:
The Batman’s eyes, which are dilated.

CUT TO:

INT: GOTHAM CITY CATHEDRAL - FOUR YEARS AGO - NIGHT
Jokers goons defeated, he finds himself backing away from the Batman’s advancement.

JOKER
Look, I didn’t kill your parents!

CLOSE ON:
Batman.
Points at Joker.
Eyes, cold and merciless.

BATMAN
(The eyes of a killer)
I know you did.

WIDE ANGLE:
Batman punches Joker in the face. Hard.
Joker recoils, spitting blood and - a chattering pair of teeth -

DISSOLVE BACK TO:

CLOSE ON:
Batman’s eye, slowly refocusing.
Camera slowly pulls out, and we see the set of his jaw.
Finally, after all these years, he knows what he must do...

CUT TO:

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

Thanks Excel!

I'll continue to bash this out until i have a rough first draft.

 

[Excel]

i like it

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

PART SEVEN​

EXT. ARKHAM ASYLUM - NIGHT
Rusted wrought iron fenses surround the aged structure, its appearance resembling more a castle than any stand type of building. The place looks dilapidated, on the verge of collapse.
The Batmobile arrives at the gates, and stops. For the longest time nothing happens, it just sits there, the whine of the engines slowing winding down until nothing can be heard except the wind rustling through the nearby trees.

INT. BATMOBILE - CONTINUOUS
Batman sits at the controls, his attention on the Asylum, staring into infinity, his thoughts turned inwards.

EXT. MIDTOWN GOTHAM - TWENTY-THREE YEARS AGO - NIGHT
Young Bruce and his parents leaving the cinema, Bruce still eating from a large blue bag of popcorn.
His father dips his hand into the bag, extracts a large handful of the sweet stuff.
Footstep eco behind them.
Bruce turns first, noticing the two men, both with handguns, but only one is grinning back at him.

The first (Joe Chill) walks confidently up to Mother, ripping the pearls from off her neck. The pearls father had given to her that afternoon as a present.
The ones Bruce had helped pick out. The ones they’d chosen together -
Mother screams, Farther fights back, lunging towards the man -

Chill draws back, panicking, he fires two rounds -
One meant for each parent.

Time slows, Bruce stars, unable to move, the tears bubbling within refusing to come.
Something else is clawing its way out. Something dark...

Bruce can hear the breath leave mothers body, the eyes rolling back in father head -
The darkness within is growing...

CLOSE ON:
The grinning man, Jack Napier, his gun now pointed at Bruce.
The muzzle pointed at Bruce’s face.

Bruce doesn’t feel any fear. He doesn’t feel anything anymore. Only the darkness and anger filling the core of his being...

JACK NAPIER
Tell me kid, have you ever danced with the devil by the pale moonlight?

CLOSE ON:
Bruce.
The words hold no meaning. The gun is powerless. He’s already dead.

CHILL
Hey Jack, lets go!

WIDE ANGLE:
Jack leaves, as does Chill, leaving Bruce alone.
Alone with the darkness.

CLOSE ON:
Bruce’s mouth begins to tremble, his lips quivering.
And then the darkness bursts forth. Hatred and anger eradiating outward as percussion to the scream he finally manages to let out.

DISSOLVE BACK TO:

INT. BATMOBILE - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
Batman’s eyes are glazed over.

CLOSE ON:
The Batman’s eyes, which are dilated.

CUT TO:

INT. GOTHAM CITY CATHEDRAL - FOUR YEARS AGO - NIGHT
Jokers goons defeated, he finds himself backing away from the Batman’s advancement.

JOKER
Look, I didn’t kill your parents!

CLOSE ON:
Batman.
Points at Joker.
Eyes, cold and merciless.

BATMAN
(The eyes of a killer)
I know you did.

WIDE ANGLE:
Batman punches Joker in the face. Hard.
Joker recoils, spitting blood and - a chattering pair of teeth -

DISSOLVE BACK TO:

CLOSE ON:
Batman’s eye, slowly refocusing.
Camera slowly pulls out, and we see the set of his jaw.
Finally, after all these years, he knows what he must do...

CUT TO:

EXT. DOWNTOWN GOTHAM - DAY
Alfred drives a black Rolls-Royce down crowded streets, navigating deftly between the chaotic lines of mid-day traffic.

INT. ROLLS-ROYCE - CONTINUOUS
Alfred, calm, serene.
Checks the rear view mirror -

CLOSE ON:
The reflection image in the mirror.
Bruce is seated on the back seat shuffling nervously.

ALFRED
I’m proud of you Master Bruce.

BRUCE
(Unconvinced)
Yeah...

EXT. MAIN STREET - CONTINUOUS
The Rolls slips into an inner lane of slower moving traffic, slowing outside a block of office-type complexes.

ALFRED
Would it be alright if I dropped you here Mr Wayne?
Parking is simply atrocious...

BRUCE
(Wry Smile)
Sure.
I’ll meet you back here in an hour.

ALFRED
Very good, sir.

EXT. SIDEWALK - CONTINUOUS
Bruce climbs out of the rolls, rubs his hands, warming them as his gaze travels the height of the building ahead.
Swallowing visibly, Bruce sets off toward the building entrance.

INT. OFFICE COMPLEX - CONTINUOUS
A large, expansive office. Expensive.
A beautiful young woman works a computer to screen right.
Long, straight blond hair, dazzling green eyes. Body to die for.

The desk intercom buzzes. She answers it.

DR. HARLEEN QUINZEL
Yes?

(V.0)
Dr. Quinzel, your four O’ Clock is here miss.

DR. QUINZEL
Very well, send him in.

WIDE ANGLE:
Moments later, Bruce Wayne enters, pausing in the doorway.
Awkward.
Dr. Quinzel looks up from her screen, notices the man hasn’t moved.

DR. QUINZEL
(Warm smile)
Its ok, Mr Wayne, you may come in.

BRUCE
(Murmur)
Right...

DR. QUINZEL
Please, take a seat.

CLOSE ON:
Bruce as he crosses the room, and lowers himself into the leather chair.

BRUCE
So... er... no couch?

DR. QUINZEL
(Big grin)
The couch isn’t mandatory Mr Wayne,
its an optional extra.

CLOSE ON:
Bruce, his face reddening.

BRUCE
Right...

DR. QUINZEL
So, Mr Wayne, what brings you here?

BRUCE
Well...
Er... I’ve... well, I’ve, I’ve been having these dreams...
well, actually they happen when I’m awake now.
No, Actually, they’re not really dreams, more like... like, memories...

DR QUINZEL
(Puzzled)
I see...

BRUCE
This is crazy.
I’m wasting your time. I think I should go -

DR. QUINZEL
No.
I think you should stay. You seem troubled by these memories, Mr Wayne,
and you obviously thought they were significant enough to come see a Psychiatrist,
despite your clear reservations.
Perhaps we should start at the beginning.

CLOSE ON:
The camera leaves the two talking as it tracks the wall towards rooms sole window.
Moving seamlessly though the glass, we watch as far below, Alfred arrives back with the rolls.
Moving Back, inside the room, we find Bruce visibly more relaxed now, thoughtful as the Doctor speaks to him.

DR. QUINZEL
While its true that the catalyst for these occurrences were the death of your parents,
The fact that you substituted one set of memories for a completely skewed, interlocking set of events, indicates to me that you wanted revenge.

When you finally recognized years later that Mr Napier was there that night, even though it wasn’t him that killed your parents, because you wanted revenge so badly , and because you still don’t know who the actual killer was, you made Napier the murderer. You focused all your rage and frustration on him.

CLOSE ON:
Bruce.
His face a twisting assortment of emotions and thoughts.

BRUCE
...

DR. QUINZEL
(Knowing look)
However, I still don’t feel your telling me everything Bruce.
All these years, when you thought that Batman had killed Jack Napier for you, did it make you feel better? To it bring you comfort? A measure of peace?

BRUCE
(low)
No...

DR. QUINZEL
(Sympathetic)
Vengeance doesn’t take away pain Bruce.
Only Justice can do that.

BRUCE
And how can I get justice?

DR QUINSEL
(Sad)
I’m afraid you can’t.

BRUCE
Then we’re done.
WIDE ANGLE:
Bruce begins to stand,

BRUCE
(Cont)
Thankyou for your time Doctor...

DR QUINZEL
Bruce, we’ve barely scratched the surface.
Make another appointment with my secretary, come back, I can help you work thought this.
Together we can find the peace you’re looking for...

CLOSE ON:
Bruce.
He considers.

BRUCE
Ok.
I’ll come back, when I next have time.

WIDE ANGLE:
Shaking hands with the Doctor, Bruce heads back towards the door, collecting his coat on the way.

DR QUINZEL
(Concerned)
And don’t leave it too long.

EXT. MAIN STREET - CONTINUOUS
Bruce exits from the building, his mind swirling.
Climbs into the back seat of the waiting car.

ALFRED
I thought we agreed to meet back in One hour, sir?
Its been three. And I’ve had five parking tickets and counting.

BRUCE
(Distracted)
We can afford it.

ALFRED
(Eyeing Bruce with concern)
I take it by the length of your visit all when well?

CLOSE ON:
Bruce.
He doesn’t answer, he has a lot to think about.

CUT TO:

 

[HumanSquirrel 2]

PART EIGHT​

EXT. WAYNE MANOR - HALLOWEEN - NIGHT
The grounds are awash with cars. Gotham’s elite have come out to play.
Bruce Wayne’s parties always attract the obscenely rich and powerful. Tonight’s party is no different.
The guests arrive fashionably late as usual, their money and latest fashions on exhibition for the world to see. Predictably as ever.

INT. WAYNE MANOR - MAIN BANQUETING HALL - CONTINUOUS
The party is in full swing, by the time Bruce steps in the room. Gordon stands off in a corner, looking as uncomfortable at these things as he always does.
Dent is drinking all the booze, and Bruce Wayne is acting his usual self at theses things, basically, picking up objects and putting them back down in places they shouldn’t belong.
Alfred of course continues to buzz around, cleaning up after his master.
But now something attracts Bruce’s attention - Alexander Knox, that reporter Vicky used to work with. The annoying weasel -
And he’s making a beeline straight for Dent.

ALEXANDER KNOX
How’s it going Mr Dent?
I hear you have Maroni ready to go,
To stand trial I mean, true?

(V.O)
Heard anything form Vicky lately, Mr Knox?

WIDE ANGLE:
Knox turns around.
Finds Bruce staring back at him innocently.
He tries to hide his animosity for the man, but fails miserably.

KNOX
Yeah, she’s doing well. She doing some pretty good stuff,
Had her pictures printed in last months -

BRUCE
And how are you and your lovely wife doing tonight Harvey?

WIDE ANGLE:
Harvey turns to find Knox has already left the two of them alone and is already moving onto his next target. Which looks to be Mayor borg...

HARVEY
(Grinning)
All the better for seeing you.
Has anyone ever told you that you have an amazing knack for always being in the right place at the right time?

BRUCE
(Dry wit)
Once or twice.

HARVEY
And how are you my friend?
Bedded any more models lately,
brought any new cars?

BRUCE
One or two.

CLOSE ON:
Harvey, studying Bruce with renewed interest.
Something is different about the man.

HARVEY
You know, you and I arn’t that much unalike after all.

BRUCE
Oh, how so?

HARVEY
(Dark)
We both present different images to the world at large,
fabrications to hide our real selves.
(A pause/ lighter)
You went to see her didn’t you?

BRUCE?
Who?

HARVEY
(Low)
The Psychiatrist I put you on to...

BRUCE
Yeah, last week.

HARVEY
I knew it man, she sure is good at what she does.

BRUCE
Hang on, You’ve seen her too?

HARVEY
Yeah, sure.
How else do you think I got her number?

BRUCE
Well, I -

HARVEY
So, how many times have you seen her?

BRUCE
Just the once.
I haven’t had time to make another appointment.
Besides, she wants to take me to Arkham and visit Jack Napier.

HARVEY
What, why would you want to see that nut?

BRUCE
(Bruce waves an unconcerned hand)
Something to do with facing your demons, and working though
repressed memories...

HARVEY
Sounds weird, but if you do decide to go, be careful.
I hear that the Guy that runs that place is almost as unstable as his patients, if you get my meaning.

BRUCE
(A little too casually)
Sure.

ANGLE ON:
Bruce Wayne, now looking at his old friend in a fresh new light.
Harvey Dent, hiding secrets and seeing a Psychiatrist. And he thought he knew all there was to Harvey.
He wondered if anybody really knows anyone at all.

BRUCE
Actaully, I have something I’ll like to show you.
You want to come see?

HARVEY
(Laughs)
Alright, but if I don’t find Gilda soon there’ll be hell to play when we get home.

INT. MUSEUM - WAYNE MANOR - CONTINUOUS
After three false turns, and two dodgy rooms, Bruce finally escorted Harvey into the Museum
The room is filled with glass cases, and each of those filled with rare and expensive treasures.

HARVEY
Wow
Why do you keep buying this stuff?

BRUCE
(Shrugs)
Because I can.

HARVEY
(Snorts under breath.)
Yeah right...

WIDE ANGLE:
Bruce leads Harvey over to a case near the centre of the room, and unlocks one of the panels. Taking out a small object. A silver coin.
Meanwhile, a woman dressed in a tight fitting black dress enters in quietly behind them.

BRUCE
Take a look at this.

HARVEY
Is it valuable?

BRUCE
Only about a million bucks.

WIDE ANGLE:
Harvey lets out a long whistle as Bruce holds it open in his palm for his friends inspection.
Silver with a band of pure gold around its circumference.

BRUCE
Its was created for two Brothers in the mid seventeen century by their obscenely wealthy uncle.
The brothers were born as twins you see.
(Pointing at coin head)
Both identical. One became a Judge, the other a successful accountant.
Hense on side of the inscription reads ‘Justice’ and the other ‘Greed’
Here, take a look.

CLOSE ON:
Harvey, as he take the coin from Bruce, gently turning it over in his hand.

HARVEY
(Frowning)
Hey, one sides damaged!

BRUCE
I know. You see the two brothers fell for the same woman.

HARVEY
(Rolling eyes)
Oh man, I can see where this is going...

BRUCE
Its isn’t pretty.
Anyway, one night, after he’d been out drinking, the accountant came home to find his fiance’ in bed with his brother. In a fit of anger and betrayal, he slit his bothers neck and mutilated his Fiance’s face and body. When they finally found the bodies, they found the accountant sitting cross legged on the floor, carving nicks and gashes into the ‘Greed’ side of the coin.

HARVEY
A little ironic?

BRUCE
Perhaps, but the symbolization is brilliant.
(Pointing at coin)
Harvey, I like you to have it.

HARVEY
Me? why me?

BRUCE
Because your my friend Harvey.
A true friend. Since childhood...

HARVEY
(Lifted eyebrow)
You remember?

BRUCE
How we used to play with toy soldiers after school?
Yeah, I remember. I don’t remember much form my childhood, for some reason, my subconscious has blocked most of it out. But I remember you just fine.

HARVEY
Bruce, what I’m supposed to do with a million dollar coin?

BRUCE
(Shrugs)
Sell it if you need the money.

HARVEY
I don’t need the money Bruce.
Neither do I have anywhere in my apartment secure enough to keep it.

(V.O)
Pehaps he could wear it?

WIDE ANGLE:
Bruce and Harvey turn together, both puzzled by the young woman’s interest and the manner in which she entered the room undetected.
Bruce liked to play that particular trick from time to time himself.

WOMAN
I mean, you like the live the flashy lifestyle, don’t you Harv?

HARVEY
Who are you?

WOMAN
Flashy designer suits, expensive holidays, fast cars, some people could begin to suspect how a lowly DA working in Gotham city could afford such luxury...

HARVEY
What exactly are you insinuating, Miss?

BRUCE
Kyle.
Miss Selina Kyle.

CLOSE ON:
Harvey, as he turns back to face his friend, the shock on his face seemingly radiating back onto Bruce’s as well.

HARVEY
You know this woman?

CLOSE ON:
Bruce has been taken completely by surprise, and now he finds himself unable to speak.

MISS SELINA KYLE
I can see I’ve picked a bad time,
I’ll just let myself out.

BRUCE
Wait!

SELINA
I’ll be in touch.

WIDE ANGLE:
And with that she’s gone, the doors closing softly behind her.

HARVEY
That ones trouble, you mark my words.

BRUCE
(Sly smile)
You don’t know the half of it.

CUT TO:

 

[Ceb-Man]

This is good. Very good.

 

[Soundwave88]

Id like to see some concept stuff!! lol if possible! I LOVE IT!

 

[The Shape]

Awesome stuff.

 

[CapedCursader]

Is there a large image of that keaton picture?

 

[Rorschach2012]

Yknow they really should've replaced Max Schreck's character with Billy Dee Williams' Harvey Dent, they could've done that SO easily.

The last scene with Catwoman and Batman and Schreck could've been Harvey's transformation, the way Catwoman uses electricity to kill Schreck could've just been what turned Harvey into Two Face, then we would've been set up for the next film

 

[Indy Flash]

Good stuff.

 

[SpiderCool]

I didn't know they made this.

 

[Kevin Smith]

Nice. I hate Batman Forever and even prefer Batman & Robin over it. I lovedthe 89 film, and thought Returns was okay - I like it more now that I am older than I did when I was younger. I'd still pay good money to see another Burton Bat film even today.

 

[dru34]

In my opinion they should bring back the entire cast and Tim's third movie would be the exact story line of Frank Miller's The Dark Knight Returns.

I mean think about an aged Joker played by an aged Nicolson and ofcousre Keaton would be awesome, also there's Billy Dee Williams, M Phifer, that would be perfect to me. I would die a happy man.

 

[Kevin Smith]

I'd pay to see it for sure. ^^