Original subtitles

[♪♪♪]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[MOTOR HUMMING]

BINGO CALLER: D-7.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

G-46.

[CHUCKLES]

And before the cops nabbed me,

I stashed the cash.

[QUIETLY] Millions.

ORDERLY: Hey! Sit down!

Did you hear me?

Millions.

Can't you see I'm on a roll here?

Come on, Penguin, hear me out.

[ORDERLY CLEARS THROAT]

Bingo! Heh.

BINGO CALLER: ...17.

It was 30 years in the slammer, or 10 here in Arkham.

INMATE: Bingo! But the fact is--

[GROWLS] --I cannot take one more day in the cuckoo's nest.

I am willing to split the take fifty-fifty--

Oh?

--if you can get us out of here.

And where might we retrieve our little nest egg?

Gotham Cemetery, north end.

The crypt behind the tombstone with the cross.

But I think I'll keep more specific directions

to myself until we get there...

together.

You don't have to worry about trusting me, old pal.

I'm as dependable as the dodo.

I knew you were rock solid, Penguin.

Not like that other guy.

Huh?

You told someone else?

Well, first I went to the only one

who's escaped from here more times than you.

Who?! Take it easy.

I don't think he got what I was telling him.

Who? Who? Who?!

I mean, talk about having a real screw loose, right?

Huh? You told him?!

[ALARM SOUNDING]

Joker!

He's escaped!

[INMATES CHEERING]

[GIGGLES]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

JOKER: Goodbye, Arkham!

Hello, Gotham!

[THUNDER RUMBLES, JOKER LAUGHS EVILLY]

Whoo-hoo! [ALARM SOUNDING]

[GRUNTS]

That fruit loop's got the step on me!

[QUACKS] Come on, come on!

That means you!

Ooh! It's Joker!

Where?!

[GRUNTING]

Bingo.

[♪♪♪]

[ALERT SOUNDING]

[THUNDER CRACKS]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[LAUGHING]

[CAR HONKING, GLASS BREAKING]

[JOKER LAUGHING, WOMAN SCREAMS]

Huh?

Tweet, tweet.

Penguin, you old featherbrain.

What brings you out of Arkham?

Same as you, Clowny.

But I think we can save each other

a whole lot of trouble if we agree to...

split the take.

See your point.

Partners?

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[GRUNTS]

[SCREAMING]

[LAUGHING]

[LAUGHING MANIACALLY] [SCREAMING]

My, Pengy, you really know how to shake!

[LAUGHS]

[GRUMBLING]

Instant karma, Joker.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

Don't get caught in the rain without your straightjacket.

Batsy. You're such a card.

Gotham Cemetery.

[CREAKING]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

♪ A tisket, a tasket ♪

♪ Which crypt's Got the money casket? ♪

[THUNDER CRASHES]

North side. Tombstone with the cross.

Tombstone with the--

[CAT SCREECHES] Ugh.

[SQUAWKS]

[LAUGHING MANIACALLY]

Catch! Hee, hee!

[THUNDER CRASHES]

[THUDDING, SMACKING]

Give it up.

[GRUNTS]

[GROWLS, GRUNTS]

This time I'm out for blood, Batsy.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

PENGUIN: It's behind the cross.

This must be the place.

Hmm.

I'll take what's behind door number one.

[PANTING, GRUNTING]

[♪♪♪]

Whoa.

Like that'll stop me.

Show me the money.

[GRUNTING]

Ow!

I'm bleeding!

Huh?

This isn't pay dirt. It's just dirt!

[SHRIEKS]

[GROWLS]

Where is that loot?!

[SNARLS]

[CHAINS CLANKING]

What's that?

[GASPS]

[SNARLS]

[GROWLS]

[WHIMPERS]

[PENGUIN SCREAMS]

[FRIGHTENED PANTING]

Show's over.

The show must go on.

[GRUNTS, YELLS]

You wouldn't leave your pal hanging now, would you?

[ZAPPING]

Almost had you.

Bye-bye, Batsy!

[DEMENTED LAUGHTER]

[GROANS]

[YELPS]

[ELECTRICAL CURRENT ZAPPING]

[SQUEALING]

[SCREAMING]

[PANTING, WHEEZING]

[GROWLING]

[WHEEZING]

[LOW GROWL]

[SIGHING]

[SNIFFING]

[RASPS] Blood.

[♪♪♪]

Hey! Cemetery's closed!

[HISSING]

[GASPS, STAMMERS]

[HISSES] [WHIMPERS]

[GUARD SCREAMS]

That will do.

[PANTING]

[GRUNTS, GROANS]

[SCREAMS]

[WHEEZES]

Huh? Huh?

Looks like I'm the main course.

Aah! Dead guys don't do that!

[GRUNTS]

Not dead.

Undead.

I think I need to unwet my pants.

[ROARING]

I will require a human servant:

a sentinel to guard my coffin

while I sleep.

You.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I'll have you know, sir:

I am a Cobblepot.

And Cobblepots do not serve.

I'm Penguin. I'll be your server.

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

I shall darn that straightaway, sir.

Sir?

You are brooding.

More so than usual.

Alfred...

tonight, Joker met his demise.

And our old friend, Cobblepot?

Penguin's trail went completely cold.

I have been at rest for quite some time.

Transylvania has changed.

Oh-- Oh, Dark One,

you're not in Transylvania anymore.

This is Gotham City.

DRACULA: Then if I am no longer in Transylvania near my castle,

it must be due to forces outside my control,

events which occurred following my death.

[BANGING]

It seems after I was vanquished,

my remains were relocated

far from Transylvania.

Very well.

Now, take me on a tour of this Gotham...native guide.

The night is young, and still I thirst.

[PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]

BRUCE: Wayne Industries feels

an obligation to remain committed

to socially responsible programs.

A prime example would be our work in the field

of alternative energy sources.

Amazing.

Well...we like to think we're just doing our part.

I mean, you've been here nearly 40 minutes

and haven't bolted for the door.

My...work sometimes calls me away.

Well, Bruce, I'm sure you can imagine

how four false starts at an interview might make

a reporter feel rejected.

Now, I have a question for you, Vicky. Shoot.

Where's your cameraman?

I, uh... gave him the day off.

Figured that way, Gotham TV News might have

a better shot at getting to know the real Bruce Wayne.

Gotham TV News or...Vicky Vale?

Well, I'm not the one who picked a restaurant

with such a beautiful view.

I'm sorry, Vicky.

Would you believe, I have to wrap this up?

That was professional, Vale.

No, it's-- It's not that.

I still have a ton of things to prepare for the Energy Expo

at the mansion tomorrow night.

Why don't you come.

But my story airs tomorrow morning.

I meant as my date.

MAN [ON TV]: The tally of missing persons

has spiked dramatically in Gotham this past week.

With the Gotham PD no closer to uncovering

who or what might be behind the mysterious disappearances

of these "Lost Ones,"

a cloud of fear hangs over our city.

Gotham PD aren't the only ones who are baffled.

Might the missing Penguin be behind this?

No ransom demands. Not his style.

And speaking of news,

how was your dinner with the lovely Vicky Vale?

Short.

But sweet.

I invited her to the Expo tomorrow night...

and to dinner here, Saturday.

To think I was beginning to fear you preferred

the company of archvillains.

[♪♪♪]

On that note...let's see if tonight turns up Penguin

or any of these "Lost Ones."

I lost Joker.

I'm not gonna lose anyone else on my watch.

[♪♪♪]

[BANG]

[MAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

[METAL CLANGING]

[WIND BLOWING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[GASPS]

WOMAN: Oh! My purse!

Geh!

[LAUGHS]

A rent-a-cop?

Whoa!

[THIEF GRUNTS, HEAVY OBJECT CRASHING]

[GLASS BREAKING]

[PUNCHING, CROAKING NOISES]

[THIEF GRUNTS, SIGHS]

Oh, thank goodness.

Guess I'm not needed.

Did you...find my bag?

[GASPS]

[SNARLING]

[SCREAMS]

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING HISS]

[SNARLS]

[RASPY HOWL]

[HISSES]

[HISSING]

[HISSING]

[VAMPIRES SNARLING]

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLARING]

[BRAKES SCREECHING]

A man who dresses like a bat.

[CHUCKLING] Oh, pshaw.

The Batman may look the look,

but he has none of your mojo.

I'm nonetheless intrigued.

My legacy has been quite influential.

ALFRED: Vampires, Master Bruce?

Are you certain you are not suffering

from sleep deprivation?

I don't wanna believe it either, Alfred.

But I know what I saw: fangs.

Poppycock.

Easily purchased at any Halloween superstore.

It wasn't just the teeth.

The way they moved, their eyes...

They weren't human.

Yes, well, might I remind you

before one urban legend becomes too obsessed

with another... you are hosting

the Wayne Industries Energy Expo here

tonight...

with the ravishing Vicky Vale on your arm.

[♪♪♪]

PENGUIN: Time for my master to rise and shine.

Wakey-wake, it's nighty-night!

You have places to be, people to bite!

Those blood shakes really work wonders for your complexion.

DRACULA: Rise, my children of the night.

We shall take Gotham, human by human,

until our blood flows through its canals,

transfiguring it into the City of the Undead.

As you execute my dark purpose, I shall stake my claim

among Gotham's elite.

Well, if you're looking to be numero uno

of the rich and famous,

there's one bird you'll have to knock off his perch.

[VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

Pat Foley and guest.

You there. More napkins at the buffet.

You, attend to the spill in the study.

And you, Stipes-- Huh?

I realize this assignment may not be

as big a priority to you as catching your next wave,

but would you mind tucking in your shirt?

Dude, come on. Chill.

Caviar chills.

Alfred Pennyworth, serving captain,

does nothing of the sort.

Truly magnificent.

Oh, my necklace?

It's a family heirloom.

And you are...?

Alucard.

Dr. Alucard.

Bruce Wayne.

I...don't believe we've met.

I am new to Gotham.

A recent transport from Eastern Europe.

Really? What line of work are you in?

Cultural anthropology.

I am here to study your city's Batman.

Huh. Our city's?

You mean to tell me Budapest has a Dark Knight too?

Rare instances have been documented

of a man who assumes the likeness of a bat

in societies ancient as well as modern.

And I believe that while instilling fear by night,

these beings cloak themselves as normal members of society.

Fascinating theory.

Bats are fascinating creatures.

As are you, doctor.

If you'll excuse us,

we've gotta circulate.

Hm. Seems you picked up that he's my type, huh?

Tall, dark and... weird?

We spoke of my work.

What of yours?

Research and development.

For instance, the Wayne Industries' SL5.

It's the most efficient technology to date

for collecting solar energy

and storing it as true sunlight.

It's about time science did something positive

with the sun.

WAITER: Hors d'oeuvres?

Hm.

Beefsteak tartare.

Exquisite.

I prefer my meat cooked.

Some garlic shrimp? [HISSES]

But you must. It really packs a punch.

Please excuse me.

I must find something with which, uh...

to wash this down.

Bruce. Are you all right?

I'll be right back.

There's something I need to attend to.

[WIND HOWLS]

Master Bruce...

[ECHOING] I know the night is terribly alluring to you,

but Miss Vale is waiting for you.

[GROANS]

Sir, is everything all right?

Alfred?

I don't remember how I got out here.

Alucard.

Sir?

[HISSES]

Master Bruce?

[SQUEAKING]

[SHOUTS]

Huh.

You freaked me out.

Looking for some munchies?

[HISSES]

You, there.

Circulate.

Empty-handed?

This time I am out for blood.

Stipes.

Mr. Stipes!

Now, what is wrong with this picture?

Correct. No cheese platter.

Which means you are headed the wrong way!

And look at yourself.

Was I not clear the first--

Oh, dear.

[SNARLS, GROWLS]

Oh. Leaving before dessert?

I have had my fill...

though not of you.

When might I see you again?

Tomorrow morning, on Gotham TV News.

Phew. Dodged that bullet.

Sorry, Vicky... I'll be right back.

[SQUEAKING]

Master Bruce!

The mirror... He had no reflection.

Sir? Did you hear me?

Pardon me. Oh?

Thanks.

Whatever are you writing?

His name.

Alucard.

[GASPS]

[TYPING ON KEYBOARD]

So it would seem Gotham is not merely being visited

by vampires...

But the king of all vampires:

Count Dracula.

[♪♪♪]

On the bright side, no corpses drained of blood have turned up,

which means Dracula hasn't slain anyone...yet.

And the dark side?

If each of the Lost Ones in turn feeds on others--

Their numbers will grow exponentially.

Into an army of vampires.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Stopping Dracula won't be enough.

I need to rescue his victims, all of them,

before Gotham has a plague on its hands.

Rescue vampires, sir?

Vampirism may be rooted in the supernatural...

but it infects blood.

And if it's transmitted like a disease,

there's a chance it can be treated.

We have the advantage of the largest old-school

medical library in Gotham, right here under our roof.

ARTHUR: Yes. And it's always an honor

to hunt for knowledge.

Especially when it is courtesy of Dr. Thomas Wayne.

[VICKY SIGHS]

What is it about you that keeps me coming back?

Your boyish charm, hot bod, tons of money?

If only I were shallow.

There's something deeper bubbling below your surface.

It's not hard to imagine why you're out

to save the world with science and all your charities.

The question is, when will you let someone rescue you?

[RINGS]

Vicky Vale.

What?

I'm on my way.

NEWSCASTER [ON TV]: We just received exclusive breaking news

on the Lost Ones.

Vicky Vale is live on the scene

in downtown Gotham.

Here's her report.

Fancy that.

Two night owls on the same case.

You are meant for each other.

It seems Gotham PD may have new information

regarding the mysterious disappearances,

thanks to an eyewitness, who has this to say:

I saw what got the guy.

Saw it with my own two eyes.

It was a bat.

I saw a huge shadow of a bat.

As such, Gotham PD has concluded

that the perpetrator behind these bizarre abductions

is none other than...

...the Batman.

[SPITS]

Well, this could put a kink

in the relationship.

[♪♪♪]

It's way past your bedtime, sir.

VICKY VALE: With more citizens vanishing every night,

all we know is that the shadow of the bat

now strikes fear not only in criminals,

but in the hearts of all Gothamites.

Mighty gracious of the Batman to take

all the blame for you.

Sucker!

[LAUGHS]

You like?

It's a plasma screen.

You know, as in blood.

Oh, the girl.

You have been in the grave a long time, master.

Nice jugulars.

Even her name possesses a mysterious allure.

Vale.

I think it's time to seek my bride.

[♪♪♪]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

One of the first to vanish was a night watchman...

at Gotham Cemetery.

Seems as good a place as any to catch a vampire.

And do know that the windows and doors of Wayne Mansion

are not the only objects I enhanced with garlic.

[WHISPERS] It's him. The Batman!

Please hurry.

I don't wanna be a Lost One.

MAN: Attention all SWAT units.

We have a Batman sighting

in the vicinity of Gotham Cemetery.

[SIRENS BLARING]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[♪♪♪]

Graveyards may not wash.

Not if vampires have an aversion to crosses.

[BUZZING]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[CAR DOORS OPEN, CLOSE]

[♪♪♪]

Ugh!

Unh! Ugh!

Aah!

[HISSES]

[♪♪♪]

[POUNDING]

[♪♪♪]

So the folk tales are true.

There is another bat in Gotham.

Count Dracula, I presume?

A legend you are apparently intimate with.

Don't flatter yourself.

We cast kindred shadows.

Have you not seen the news?

I don't harm people.

You have no concept of the harm of which I am capable.

If only because I really hate to waste a life,

when it can be spent in servitude to me.

Life? Or living death?

To become vampire

is to heighten all of one's senses.

To attain speed, strength and immortality.

[♪♪♪]

[SNIFFS]

Dripping with garlic.

I shall most certainly steer clear of those.

[GRUNTS]

Try as you may, you cannot out-bat me.

[GASPS]

[MOANS]

Join me, Batman.

Join my legion of the undead.

Not interested.

[HISSES]

Then I thank you for keeping

my legacy alive in my absence.

But now there is only room

for one bat-man in Gotham.

[SNARLS]

[HISSES]

[SIZZLING]

[SCREAMS]

You spurned my offer of eternal life.

The next time, we do not part

until maggots feed upon your flesh.

[GRUNTING]

BATMAN [WEAKLY]: Alfred...

[GRUNTS]

Oh, dear.

[♪♪♪]

[WIND HOWLING]

[MOANING]

[MURMURING]

[GUN COCKS]

[GUN FIRES]

[SCREECHING]

[GRUNTS]

[SQUEAKING]

You.

[GROWLS]

[PANTING]

Only a dream, Master Bruce.

Wish I could say the same about last night.

Dracula is stronger than the Batman

in every way.

Physically, mentally.

I'm even being swallowed up by his legend.

Sir?

The more the Batman tries to protect Gotham,

the more Gotham fears him.

As if he were the son of Dracula.

Mustn't wake Master too early.

He doesn't like the sun in his eyes.

Mustn't be late.

He'll be hungry and cranky.

[CROWS SQUAWK]

Huh. Almost dark.

Huh? Wha--?

You!

Everyone's so shocked to see me these days.

You, the fisherman who found me

tangled in his net.

By the way...

who knew electroshock therapy could be so invigorating?

But that's all water under the bridge,

because Joker's back from the grave.

Yeah, lot of that going around.

Speaking of graves, Pengy,

might you be hiding buried treasure?

No! There's nothing in there!

Thought we were partners.

Some hideout you got here, Pengy.

Dripping with atmosphere.

Huh?

I'm warning you, Joker!

There's nothing here for you.

Aah!

Aah!

[GROANS]

Ooh. That is one fat-looking vault.

No, Joker!

That's one good-looking corpse.

[GASPS]

[JOKER GRUNTING, SCREAMING]

[MOANING]

Breakfast in bed. Fresh-squeezed.

[HUMS]

[♪♪♪]

[TAPPING KEYS]

You...

wanna give blood?

[HISSES]

A break-in at the bank.

As you have more apocalyptic matters to attend to,

might you be leaving this one to the police?

It's a blood bank.

[♪♪♪]

[GLASS SHATTERS]

[PANTING]

[POPS CORK]

Mm.

A bold finish of wild cherries, with a hint of oak.

[BURPS]

[FOOTSTEPS SCUTTLING]

[GRUNTS]

[LAUGHING MANIACALLY]

Joker?

JOKER: Undead and kicking!

Funny...you're my second bat-man tonight.

And you're both pains in the neck!

[LAUGHS]

Yah.

Batman, you're one dead duck.

[GROWLS]

[SNIFFS]

Garlic.

Ew.

[SCREAMS]

[LAUGHING]

[GULPING]

ALFRED [ON RADIO]: Sir?

BATMAN: Your garlic bombs did the trick.

We have our test subject.

[♪♪♪]

[GRUNTING]

[JOKER SCREAMING]

Anything, sir?

Joker's not talking.

He won't reveal Dracula's resting place.

Not so long as he has vampire blood in his veins.

[JOKER SCREAMS]

Joker has suffered a fate crueler than death.

I intend to bring him back to the land of the living.

With a little bloodwork.

[♪♪♪]

[TYPING]

[GIRL SINGING]

[GIRL GIGGLES]

Hey, little girl.

You shouldn't be out here.

[ROARS]

[♪♪♪]

ALFRED: Solar generator prepped and reader, sir.

[SIGHS]

Joker's blood didn't withstand the sunlight.

[SNARLING]

[GASPS]

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]

[SNIFFS]

I know you're near, Batsy.

I can smell the precious nectar pumping through your veins.

[SIGHS]

Find anything of value?

To be quite honest, so much vampire lore exists,

that it is difficult to separate fact from fiction.

ALFRED: Carmilla Karnstein:

The bride of Count Dracula.

According to legend,

her blood-thirst rivaled even his own.

It seems they were...

Meant for each other?

If Cupid's arrow could penetrate

a heart so black... there may be

hope for you yet, Master Bruce.

[EQUIPMENT BEEPS]

Miss Vale.

It's Saturday night.

The dinner!

I completely forgot, with all of this

bloodsucking nastiness about.

[JOKER SCREAMS]

The horror!

The horror!

Tell her I'm running late.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Coming!

[♪♪♪]

Miss Vale.

Please do come in.

Why do you torment me, Batsy?

I thought you cared.

Trust me, Joker. I'm trying to help you.

Then feed me!

Got ketchup?

VICKI: The grief must continue to affect Bruce.

I mean, no one ever really gets over

a trauma like that.

Master Bruce...

has his outlets.

He must fear losing those he cares about...

which would explain his difficulty

in letting people...

get close.

You have been most patient, Miss Vale.

[SNIFFS]

Do I smell... garlic?

Uh, that would be dinner.

[SIGHS]

He isn't coming, is he?

[♪♪♪]

[PANTING]

[SHIVERING]

Thirsty.

Burning up inside.

I can't take it anymore!

[MOANS]

Have mercy on a sad clown.

[SCREAMS]

[WHIMPERS]

Dracula's resting place.

Where is it?

Don't you see?

The choice isn't mine to make.

[VOICE DISTORTED] I am his vessel.

[GUZZLING]

Batsy...

you complete me.

[♪♪♪]

[BEEPING]

Stable.

Vicky.

Astonishingly, she still speaks the world of you.

[SIGHS]

Lunch.

It's about time, Batsy.

You're late!

[GULPING]

It tastes a little off.

You sure this is fresh?

Hmph!

Aah!

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

No games, Joker.

Where's Dracula?

I'm looking at him.

Where's Penguin?

Penguin?

Where's Gotham Cemetery?

Cemetery.

Am I-- Am I dreaming?

No. Just insane.

Which is why you're going back to Arkham.

BATMAN: The cure had an interesting side effect.

It seems when vampirism leaves one's system,

so does the victim's memory of it.

Perhaps for the better, sir.

After all, Gotham can barely accept

the legend of a Batman.

However would they deal with the truth about Dracula?

Hopefully, that won't be an issue after tonight.

Dracula's holed up in Gotham Cemetery,

where I intend to bury him...

permanently.

ALFRED: Begging pardon, sir.

You think your magic bullet may actually destroy Dracula?

Dracula may walk like a man... but he's a monster.

VICKY: Wait!

Wait up! Wait!

[SIGHS]

[♪♪♪]

Miss Vale?

[GASPS]

[SIGHS]

Dr. Alucard.

Now you of all people should know better, Ms. Vale.

Alone at night?

Yeah, I know. The Lost Ones.

I wasn't planning on missing my train.

It may be some time before the next one arrives.

Would you like to join me...

for a drink?

Uh, thank you, but I'm...running late.

So I'll catch a cab.

Have a good night, doctor.

[SIGHS]

Sorry, Vicky.

Tonight I have a date with Dracula.

ALFRED: You have reached Wayne Mansion.

[SIGHS]

Please leave a message at the tone.

[MACHINE BEEPS]

[♪♪♪]

Master Bruce, I know you are eager

to put an end to this reign of terror.

But would it not be more prudent

to wait until sunrise?

If you cannot guarantee your victory, sir...

[SIGHS]

Gotham loses.

I'll need every advantage.

And for once, it is a big morning

that the Batman has ahead of him.

Do get some rest...

after returning Vicky's call.

[DIALS]

[RINGING]

[WIND HOWLING]

She's not picking up.

Sir?

Vicky.

Uh, hi, Bruce, it's Vicky.

You won't believe who I just bumped into.

Tall, dark and weird?

Oh. Well, I was hoping you might be around

to rescue me...

Sir?

It is many hours before daybreak.

I think Vicky's been patient enough.

Right, then.

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[♪♪♪]

[POUNDING]

My children of the night... gather and witness

the blood wedding.

[GROWLING]

Vicky Vampira Vale.

So, what do we call her?

Mrs. Dracula?

You misunderstand, Penguin.

Ms. Vale lacks the bite I require in a mate.

Meet my true bride.

But she's...

Ashes?

Carmilla suffered the fate of immolation by sunlight.

An almost permanent death.

Mere blood cannot repair her, as it would a punctured heart.

To resurrect my bride, she must feed

upon the very essence of life itself.

Master...take my soul.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

Joker's footprints.

So this is how Dracula bypassed the crosses.

I once tapped into these long-forgotten catacombs.

Apparently, so did he.

[GROWLS]

[♪♪♪]

An unwanted guest.

[SCUTTLING SOUNDS]

[SWOOPS]

[GROWLS]

[GROWLS]

[GROWLS]

[MOANING]

[GROWLING, MOANING]

[♪♪♪]

[GROWLING]

[STRUGGLING GROANS]

[BEEPS]

[COUGHING]

[MOANING]

[WHIMPERS]

[GROANS]

Huh?

[ALL GROANING]

The Lost Ones?

Where are we?

I don't know, but let's get everyone out of here.

[GASPS FOR AIR]

[SWOOPS]

[GASPS]

Agh!

You dare interrupt the ceremony.

[GROWLS]

Huh?

[SHAKING]

[GROANING]

You cannot win.

No human can resist my will.

Ugh.

[SQUIRTS]

Good boy.

Once my bride has had her fill,

I shall offer up your corpse as a wedding gift.

[HISSES]

[GRUNTING]

[LAUGHING]

[GROWLS]

[CHURCH BELL RINGING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[SWOOPS]

[SQUEAKING]

Ugh!

My bride!

[SCREAMS]

Ugh?

[GASPS] [COUGHS]

Batman?

[GROWLS]

If my bride cannot have your soul,

Vicky Vale, I shall have your blood.

Run!

[GROWLING]

[HISSES]

Go!

Maybe you didn't hear?

Master's not through with you.

[CACKLES]

It's scarcely midnight, Batman.

The sunrise will not help you this time.

[GROWLING]

[GRUNTS]

[GAS HISSING]

No need to see you, Batman.

I can smell your blood.

[BEEPING]

Master Bruce is triangulating his location...

from within the catacombs?

[GROWLING]

[WHIRRING]

[GROWLING]

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

[SNARLS]

[GASPS]

Come here!

[WHACK]

[WHIMPERS]

[THUD]

[GROWLING]

[♪♪♪]

[GROWLING]

[WHIRRING]

[BEEPING]

[GROWLS]

I do hope this is a positive turn.

[GROANS]

[GROWLING, SCREAMS]

[GRUNTS]

[WHIRRING]

[BOOM]

Count Dracula.

[MOANING]

I will drain you dry

and use your cape as a dinner napkin.

Oh, dear.

[PANTING]

[CREAKING] [GRUNTS]

PENGUIN: Now, where did you disappear to, my pretty?!

Knock, knock.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

Here's Ozzy!

[SCARED PANTING]

[LAUGHS]

[GROWLS]

Ohh!

[GROWLING]

[CLINKING]

[GRUNT, GROWLING]

Impressive dwelling.

It shall be your tomb.

[FOOTSTEPS]

Bite this.

[SQUIRTING]

[MOANING]

[LAUGHING]

Ugh!

You may have cured my human victims of their disease,

but no earthly medicine can cure a supernatural affliction.

[GROANING]

Go on. Run.

I am beyond human, Batman.

I am evil incarnate.

I am the Prince of--

Darkness?

Rise and shine.

[REVVING UP]

[SCREAMS]

[HOWLS]

You are...

Bruce Wayne.

And the Batman.

And you're dust.

[SCREAMS]

[SIZZLING]

[SIGHS]

I shall sweep that into the dustbin, straightaway.

Ugh!

Soon Master will drink your, uh,

blood and stuff, and...

What am I talking about?

Huh?

[CACKLES]

The treasure!

[LAUGHING]

That's what I'm talking about!

[GUN COCKS] MAN: Freeze!

Huh?

[GROANS]

MALE NEWSCASTER: Tonight, Gotham breathes a sigh of relief.

The Lost Ones have been found.

It seems Penguin was behind

a bizarre plot to use the hostages

to recover a missing mob treasure...

though details remain sketchy due to amnesia

inflicted on the hostages,

apparently via some sort of hypnosis.

But the hostages are safe and sound.

And it now seems that the Batman was unfairly blamed

for Penguin's crimes.

So it is safe to say we can swap his status

from "villain" back to "vigilante."

PENGUIN: It was vampires, I tell you!

Vampires! [TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]

With big honking fangs!

[SIREN WAILING]

[CHUCKLES]

Good thing they've kept Penguin's padded nest warm

back at Arkham Asylum.

Now, here's a twist.

Instead of covering the news,

reporter Vicky Vale has become it.

See any vampires, Vicky?

Just bats.

[♪♪♪]

[RUSTLING]

[♪♪♪]