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The circus is in town.

- Hey, you! - Stop!

Punch, Judy.

I call it Joker Putty.

And I can tum anything into it.

Ta-ta. Farewell.

Hold it, Joker! Lower your weapon.

You the man.

Go!

He made you look like clowns.

Six months ago, Gotham had the lowest crime late in the nation.

Yesterday, we were declared the world's scariest city!

And that was before Joker's latest escapade.

But, chief, most of the guys on that board are in prison now, or Arkham.

And who received credit for those busts?

You? Or you, Yin?

I know it wasn't you, Bennett.

So tell me, who?

Well, the Batman, I guess.

That's right. The Batman.

Well, I'm tired of clowns and vigilantes: turning my department into a laughingstock.

So say hello to my new zero-tolerance policy against all these freaks.

No exceptions.

And for starters, I want Gotham's finest to take down Joker.

Before the Batman does, capeesh?

Chief Rojas, I'm going out on a limb here, but I've been thinking...

...maybe we'd have more success if we tried working with Bats.

Working with the Batman?

Maybe you could wear spandex and be the Bat's sidekick!

You'd better figure out where your loyalties lie, detective, and fast.

If Gotham belongs to Joker...

...the dull face of tragedy...

...rnust become the rubber face of comedy.

Joker Putty, work your magic!

Joker.

The Batman.

Punch and Judy, my marionettes.

Keep the Bat busy.

The artiste must not be disturbed.

They're up there.

You take Joker. The Batman's mine.

Bennett, what are you trying to prove?

Bennett!

Hold it, Bats!

Detective, we're on the same side.

Tell it to the chief.

Hold the mayo!

I'm the vandal here.

You mean to tell me the chief of police considers this vigilante...

...a greater menace than the Clown Prince of Crime?

Why. that's an outrage! An insult!

In fact, detective, I resemble that remark.

They never give you enough rope.

Bun voyage.

The Joker's getting away.

At least I got you.

Take my hand.

- You all right, partner? - Yeah, yeah. Thanks.

The Batman!

Rojas is gonna eat me alive.

City champions that year, I believe.

I suppose in a way you both still are.

Alfred, how would you feel about bringing Ethan into the fold?

Allow someone besides myself to know the Batman's identity?

I'm certain Detective Bennett can be trusted.

Trust isn't the issue.

Ethan needs to know the truth...

...before circumstances force one of us to harm the other.

Joker remakes the largest monument in Gotham in his own image.

In effect, telling us he owns this city.

And you let him and the Batman get away?

Chief Rojas, Bennett nearly had the Bat, but the scaffolding gave way...

Yin, it's all right.

No, Bennett, I don't think it is all right.

One more blunder like tonight and you can kiss your badge goodbye.

You've gotta be under a lot of pressure to catch Joker.

Yeah. Among others.

Well, Ethan, you're not the only crime-fighter in Gotham.

I mean, what about your partner?

What, Yin? Oh, she's cool.

I mean, she's on top of things. Good cop.

My closest friend, probably.

I mean, besides you, of course.

We should all have coffee sometime.

Yeah, I'm not sure I'm Ellen's cup of tea.

Hey, don't let Yin scare you off.

She only has it out for the Batman.

Listen, Ethan. I...

- Just a second. - Yeah. Me too.

- Bennett. - It's Yin.

We have a Joker sighting.

The Gallery Theatricum on 23rd.

I'm across town but on my way.

Hey, Bruce, gotta jet.

Wasn't there something you wanted to tell me?

It'll keep.

It'll have to keep.

Such a winning solid-gold smile, mon frére.

Shame about your ugly stepsister.

Turn that flown upside down.

- Whoops. - Yeah. Whoops.

I hope this means your chief finally figured out...

...I'm a greater menace than Batman.

Oh, by the way, detective...

...have you met my colleagues, Judy and Punch?

This one's worthless now.

- And its partner's gone. - Not for long.

I just tapped into Bennett's GPS unit.

Sawdust.

Flecked with blue?

All good things must come to an end.

Including my last batch of Joker Putty.

The chief has a zero-tolerance policy just for creeps like you, Joker.

He'll never pay ransom for me.

I don't need ransom, handsome.

Gotham is putty in my hands.

I take what I want, when I want.

I'm simply out to prove to your beefy chiefy once and for all...

...that Joker is the master of menace.

By breaking one of Gotham's finest.

I won't break your bones, detective.

I'm going to snap your twig.

When Joker's through clowning with you...

...you won't know where to find your mind.

- Sir, is Detective Bennett our new ally? - Not yet.

These blue specks...

...traces of stale sugar on this sawdust.

- Cotton candy. - Sir?

A very thin line separates normality from insanity.

He made you look like clowns.

Detective, we're on the same side.

And you can kiss your badge goodbye.

Life brings thousands of tiny torments...

...in all shapes, sizes and flavors.

Wouldn't you say, detective?

Chief. Back off!

Bennett.

This is not my fault, chief.

No, no.

Ah, so we have issues with the boss, eh?

Well, who doesn't?

Bosses make terrific tormentors.

Tote that barge, lift that bale, rewrite that script, sort that mail.

All it takes is one too many orders to make the cuckoo call.

All it takes is one rotten day...

...to transform a normal man into a monster.

Well, in my case, a rotten day and a chemical bath.

So the giraffe turns to the police chief and says:

“The last thing I saw was that screw-loose detective...

...trying to pick the nuts out of the fruitcake.“

Nuts out of the fruitcake.

Detective, my therapy worked.

It seems you and I finally share the same sense of humor.

Don't fool yourself, Joker.

Bennett plays for my team.

Yin?

The yin to his yang.

Drop it, or laughing boy gets it.

You don't know what this stuff does to humans.

For that matter, neither do I.

Let's find out.

No!

Now we'll never know.

Bennett, you all right?

Yeah, go. Get Joker.

You think this is confusing. try living inside my head.

Through the looking glass, Batsy.

Where comedy is tragedy.

Down is up.

Black is white.

You're out of luck.

Say cheese.

The tragedy.

Hold it.

There's nowhere to go, Batman.

Go. You saved my partner's life. This is the repayment of that debt.

A onetime deal.

The next time we meet, Batman...

...the mask comes off.

Have a rotten day, detective.

Kudos to my department for capturing Joker.

Without the Batman's help, I might add.

You gotta be kidding me!

We're playing cleanup, like always.

The Batman saved my butt tonight!

Chief, did the Batman catch Joker?

There will be no further comment. No comment!

Are you out of your mind, Bennett?

I suppose you let the Bat waltz out of here too.

- Chief, it wasn't Bennett's fault. I... - I don't wanna hear it, Yin.

I warned you, Bennett. You're suspended.

- Chief. you got it all... - It's all right, Yin.

I'm not so sure the badge suits me anymore.

Bennett.

Ethan? It's Bruce.

- You sound sick. - Yeah. Rough night, Bruce.

I may be going through some changes.

- Tell you all about it tomorrow. - Over coffee?

No, let's shoot some hoops at the old gym.

I need to blow off some steam.

Hey, what was it you wanted to tell me today?

Tomorrow. Over hoops.

Deal.

No. No!

Help me.

Work. It's gotta work.

Can't. No!

Help. Gotta find help.

Somebody, help me !

Help me!

- Please. - Look! Look at that thing!

- Help me! - No.

- Stay away. - Freeze .

Back away from the woman.

Sergeant!

- What's he saying? - Who cares? Stay back.

- What is it? - I don't know.

But maybe we can stun it.

Officer down. Repeat, officer down.

It'll take time for Ethan to recover from his trauma with Joker.

No doubt. Now, you really should think about turning in, Master Bruce.

It's been a long night.

The Bat-Wave.

We're under attack from some kind of clay-faced creature. We need backup.

- Clay-faced? - Could be the night's just getting started.

- Get away from me! - Come on'.!

Hurry. Come on. Move!

Stop.

Get clear!

No! Stop!

Help me.

Cut the water. I think we did it.

We beat the thing.

Chief, do we know what that Clayface was?

What about the Batman?

Settle down. I'll make a brief statement.

First of all, I'd like to once again congratulate Detective Ellen Yin...

“...for arresting Joker late last night.

Next, credit is due to Sergeant Beechen here...

“...for taking down this Clayface creep just an hour ago.

Now, while it may seem like Gotham P.D.'s had a recent run of good fortune...

...our latest successes are no accident...

...but part of my new zero-tolerance policy against all freaks.

Including the Dark Knight?

I mean, the Batman.

Especially the Batman.

I guarantee you we will unmask him.

Chief, what was Clayface?

Is it true that Batman helped capture Joker?

Yeah, is it true?

Zero tolerance for freaks.

No, against freaks.

No. that's not it.

On freaks?

Batman, move.

Sony, fella. Clay not spoken here.

Chief ? What ?

Clayface attacked me and the Batman-

The Batman's working with Clayface?

No. Yes. I don't know.

Just take them down. Both of them.

With zero tolerance!

All right, freeze.

Yin, it's me. It's me.

I'm warning you. Don't move.

No.

I want Rojas under 24-hour guard.

And what manner of mucky muck would this be, Master Bruce?

Organic matter.

Mutated human DNA.

Which means Clayface may be more victim than criminal.

I'll need to run some tests.

Yes!

My voice...

Bennett.

Bennett.

Bennett, are you in there?

Yeah. Just a minute.

Why haven't you been answering your cell? Open the door.

You okay? You sound horrible.

Throat's a little raw.

You know, from all the screaming last night. What's up, Yin?

Just wanted to make sure you were all light.

This Clayface thing was first spotted in your neighborhood.

So, what do I care? Rojas suspended me.

His freaks are his problem.

Take it easy, Bennett. We'll get you back in action.

I just got out of the shower.

Look, Yin. I'm beat.

I need a break from everything.

Lab samples don't just get up and walk away.

You're quite sure?

Not without leaving a trail.

Alfred!

- Are you all right? - Fit as a fiddle, sir.

Nasty puddle of putty, wouldn't you say?

Putty.

Sir?

Joker's putty formula.

What if Ethan was infected?

Clayface was first seen in Ethan's neighborhood...

...and Ethan's been at odds with Chief Rojas.

Ethan is Clayface.

Go light ahead, detective.

What is it, Yin?

Chief, I've just come from Detective Bennett's place...

...and, well, something's not right with him.

I knew it. I never trusted that guy.

Bennett never knew how to play ball.

No, I guess he didn't.

But he's learning.

Sir, it seems you have a phone call from Detective Yin.

Rest assured, the lady is phoning for Master Bruce.

Patch her through.

Hello, Mr. Wayne?

Please, detective. Bruce.

Look, Wayne. You and Bennett, Ethan, are best friends, right?

Well, since high school. Why?

Well, he's had a rough couple of days.

I was hoping you could talk to him.

We were supposed to shoot hoops today at the old East Gotham gym...

...but I haven't been able to reach him. ls something wrong?

Ethan just hasn't been himself.

You don't know what this stuff does to humans.

Because Ethan's not himself.

I'm sorry, detective?

Nothing. Look, I'm sorry I bothered you, Wayne.

I have to go.

So do I, detective.

Detective, how'd you get back out?

- Excuse me? - You just went inside.

What?

Wait here.

Chief?

Hey, sarge, who's that?

Never seen him. You there! Stop!

What in the... ?

Ethan.

Attention, all units. Clayface has abducted Police Chief Rojas.

Suspect should be considered dangerous.

Last seen heading towards East Gotham.

East Gotham.

Let's shoot some hoops at the old gym.

Wayne said they were going to the East Gotham gym.

Come on in, Batman.

It's time to say our goodbyes to Chief Rojas.

- Let him go. - What, you don't approve, Bats?

After all, to Rojas here, we're both on the wrong side of the law.

It doesn't matter what he thinks.

It's the code you live by that matters.

And you don't wanna cross a line you can't uncross.

Maybe you haven't noticed, Bats, but my line's been crossed...

“...for good.

Ethan, no.

It's not cool to reveal secret identities, Yin.

Not that it matters...

...when I can be anyone I choose...

...and when I'm no longer sure what I am...

...except a freak.

You know what separates the freaks from the normals?

Just one rotten day.

Ever had a really rotten day, Batman?

Thought so.

Joker's rotten to the core by choice.

A choice that's still yours to make, detective.

Turn yourself in, Ethan. We can help you.

You don't get it, do you?

Joker didn't just melt my skin.

He melted my mind.

I'm a freak inside and out.

And Chief Rojas has zero tolerance for the likes of me.

Ethan, no!

Nice try, Bats...

...but the water pressure in this dump always did stink.

Ethan, stop.

Boys' locker loom, Yin.

You could get expelled for this.

There's no blood on your hands yet.

Please, Ethan. Don't cross the line.

You defending the Batman?

I never thought I'd see the day.

Yin...

...what's become of us?

Ethan.

The next time we meet, Batman, the mask comes off.

I made you a promise last night, Batman.

But I decided against it.

Didn't even peek.

No cuffs, no backup.

I'm not sure I understand.

All I've seen the last few months...

...the last two nights...

...has challenged everything I ever believed in.

It all comes down to one thing.

Ethan. He was right.

Gotham needs the Batman.

You could lose your badge for thinking that way.

If you ever need me...

When Ethan suggested we have coffee, I never dreamed it would be without him.

I miss him.

- You'll find him. - And then?

We'll find a way to help him.

I suppose they'll saddle you with a new partner.

I hope not.

I think...

...maybe I already have one.

I'm sure, whoever you have in mind. Ethan would approve.

He could be anywhere.

He could be anyone.