SpinyNorman
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The trailer starts with an image of a cityscape at night. Flames are in the distance, a deep, intimidating bass thrums in the background, and somewhere there are screams.
BRUCE WAYNE: (voice over) Do you remember what you told me?
CUT to a television news report, the words SEVEN DEAD, DOZENS WOUNDED underneath a shot of smoke pouring out of a building. An anxious-looking news anchor sits at the desk.
NEWS ANCHOR: ...seems to strike at random, incredibly dangerous but easily identifiable by his-
CUT to a shot of armed thugs dressed in disturbing clown masks inside of a bank, screaming.
THUG: ON THE FLOOR!! DOWN ON THE FLOOR!!!
BRUCE WAYNE: (voice over) When I was young? Do you remember?
CUT to a shot of JAMES GORDON and several police officers staring off screen at something in horror.
The music changes. A flute begins playing, off key and atonal.
CUT to a shot of BATMAN, crouched on the edge of a building, staring down at something.
BATMAN: (whispers) No....
BRUCE WAYNE: You told me there were no such things as monsters. That monsters weren't real.
CUT to a shot of a deck of cards, sitting on a table. A pair of black gloved hands drum merrily on the table, and then pick them up.
CUT to a shot of a crowd screaming in panic as they run from something.
A burst of static. The flute intensifies, getting louder and more grating.
Now, a homemade video, shot in grainy low-quality. In it is a picture of a young man, badly injured, wearing a cheap Batman costume. He is terrified, tied to the chair:
VOICE: (off screen) Tell them your name.
BRIAN: B...Brian Douglas.
VOICE: (whispers) Are you the real Batman, Brian?
BRIAN: N...no...
VOICE: Why do you want to be like him?
BRIAN: He... he's a symbol... That we don't have to be s...scared of scum like you...
A QUICK CUT of the gloved hands shuffling the cards.... then back to the Video.
VOICE: But you do, Brian. You really, really do. Do you think he's helped this city?
BRIAN nods.
VOICE: (laughter, which dies off unexpectedly. Then, snarling) Look at me. LOOK AT ME!
BRIAN looks up, horrified.
The screen goes blank.
CUT to BRUCE WAYNE and ALFRED sitting at a table, looking shaken. The flute music ends.
ALFRED: I remember, Master Wayne.
BRUCE WAYNE: You were wrong, weren't you.
ALFRED: (long pause) I believe I might have been, yes.
CUT back to the gloved hands, shuffling. Unexpectedly, the hands draw out a card at random and fling it to the table. The card makes a metal sound and proves to be razor sharp, sticking out of the wood at an angle. It is a JOKER CARD.
The screen cuts to BLACK. The laughter, snickering in the darkness. The BAT EMBLEM slowly appears out of the darkness.
BRUCE WAYNE: (voice over) Do you remember what you told me?
CUT to a television news report, the words SEVEN DEAD, DOZENS WOUNDED underneath a shot of smoke pouring out of a building. An anxious-looking news anchor sits at the desk.
NEWS ANCHOR: ...seems to strike at random, incredibly dangerous but easily identifiable by his-
CUT to a shot of armed thugs dressed in disturbing clown masks inside of a bank, screaming.
THUG: ON THE FLOOR!! DOWN ON THE FLOOR!!!
BRUCE WAYNE: (voice over) When I was young? Do you remember?
CUT to a shot of JAMES GORDON and several police officers staring off screen at something in horror.
The music changes. A flute begins playing, off key and atonal.
CUT to a shot of BATMAN, crouched on the edge of a building, staring down at something.
BATMAN: (whispers) No....
BRUCE WAYNE: You told me there were no such things as monsters. That monsters weren't real.
CUT to a shot of a deck of cards, sitting on a table. A pair of black gloved hands drum merrily on the table, and then pick them up.
CUT to a shot of a crowd screaming in panic as they run from something.
A burst of static. The flute intensifies, getting louder and more grating.
Now, a homemade video, shot in grainy low-quality. In it is a picture of a young man, badly injured, wearing a cheap Batman costume. He is terrified, tied to the chair:
VOICE: (off screen) Tell them your name.
BRIAN: B...Brian Douglas.
VOICE: (whispers) Are you the real Batman, Brian?
BRIAN: N...no...
VOICE: Why do you want to be like him?
BRIAN: He... he's a symbol... That we don't have to be s...scared of scum like you...
A QUICK CUT of the gloved hands shuffling the cards.... then back to the Video.
VOICE: But you do, Brian. You really, really do. Do you think he's helped this city?
BRIAN nods.
VOICE: (laughter, which dies off unexpectedly. Then, snarling) Look at me. LOOK AT ME!
BRIAN looks up, horrified.
The screen goes blank.
CUT to BRUCE WAYNE and ALFRED sitting at a table, looking shaken. The flute music ends.
ALFRED: I remember, Master Wayne.
BRUCE WAYNE: You were wrong, weren't you.
ALFRED: (long pause) I believe I might have been, yes.
CUT back to the gloved hands, shuffling. Unexpectedly, the hands draw out a card at random and fling it to the table. The card makes a metal sound and proves to be razor sharp, sticking out of the wood at an angle. It is a JOKER CARD.
The screen cuts to BLACK. The laughter, snickering in the darkness. The BAT EMBLEM slowly appears out of the darkness.