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[announcer] The Adventures of Batman with Robin, Boy Wonder.

Batman and Robin, Dynamic Duo against crime and corruption,

whose real identities as millionaire philanthropist Bruce Wayne

and his young ward Dick Grayson,

are known only to Alfred, the faithful butler.

Ever alert, they respond swiftly to a signal from the police.

And moments later, from the secret Batcave deep beneath Wayne Manor,

they roar out to protect life, limb and property

as Batman and Robin, caped crime fighters.

Batman and Robin, scourge of Gotham City's kooky criminals:

The Joker, Clown Prince of Crime.

The Penguin, pudgy purveyor of perfidy.

And the cool, cruel Mr. Freeze.

Watch out, villains, here come Batman and Robin.

[narrator] A night of a full moon over the Gotham City piers.

A night for strange, almost unbelievable happenings.

Stowaway. Stowaway.

- Where did he go? - Overboard.

[narrator] Who is this young stranger?

Why did he jump ship? Is he someone we know?

Or does he just look familiar?

Check, Commissioner Gordon. I understand. We're on our way.

Come on, Robin, the Catwoman's pulling a caper on the docks.

[narrator] Wait, are we seeing things?

Or are Dick Grayson and the boy stowaway exact doubles?

- [man 1] There she goes. - [man 2] Get her.

[man 1] Quick.

That lady is in trouble.

[narrator] But that lady is no lady, lad.

She's the Catwoman.

We've got you now, Catwoman.

Hey. But what— A net.

Bye-bye, boys. Ha, ha!

[man 3] We got you now, you dirty little stowaway.

[shouts]

[whistles]

- [man 3] Hey. - [man 4] Who are you?

[grunting]

Thank you for saving me.

And you saved me. Who are you?

Why, I don't know. I don't remember.

But where am I? Who are you?

He must be kidding.

No. That blow on the head robbed him of his memory.

But look at his face.

It's incredible.

Your hair is blond,

but in every other way, you are a perfect double for—

Catwoman, Batmobile approaching.

Come with me, quickly.

What happened here?

That felonious feline, the Catwoman, she—

[man 2] She dropped this net on us somehow and disappeared.

- Let's search the docks. - Useless. We'll have to wait till next time.

Guess you're right.

I wonder what she's got on her furry mind for her next cat caper.

Permit me to introduce the newest member of our gang.

Robin, the Boy Wonder.

[laughing]

You see what hair dye and the costume has done?

He could fool Batman himself.

And he will.

- But who is he? - Where is he from?

How do we know we can trust him?

I can't remember who I am or where I'm from or anything.

All I know is Catwoman saved me from those deck hands

and I'll do anything she asks.

According to the police report, a young boy helped Catwoman escape.

Holy cradle snatching.

Why would Catwoman want a kid working with her?

Maybe she's asked the same question about me?

Well, I'm— That's different.

[narrator] Meanwhile, in the Cat-Lair, the training of Robin's double is intense.

In days, the boy's strength, coordination, agility and intelligence are tested

and retested until…

He is ready.

Now I can do what I've waited for all my nine lives.

We will substitute our Robin for the real Robin,

and from that moment on, Batman will cease to be a problem.

I saw the Batsignal, commissioner. What's up?

Robbery in progress at Manx and Company. The stockbrokers.

- We're on our way. - Manx? That's a breed of—

Right, Robin. Manx is a breed of cat.

You will pretend you've been hurt by us and that will give you your excuse

for not remembering.

Once Batman accepts you,

find out everything you can about him and his operation.

I got it. Don't worry, Catwoman.

Good. Now, quick, inside.

And do nothing until you see my signal flare.

[whistles]

- [Catwoman] Meow! - Catwoman.

Let's get out of here.

All right, Boy Wonder. You've got me.

Something's fishy. You've never—

Batman is right behind us.

Lie down. Play dead.

[fake Robin] All set.

Robin. Robin, are you okay?

A hit from behind, but I'm okay.

Good. Let's go.

Meow! We're going to crash. Jump.

Gee whiz. Catwoman is buried in that subway excavation.

Look, Robin, a cat's got nine lives.

Come on. Let's get them.

[stammering] Wait, I feel dizzy. I— Oh.

Robin. Better get you home right away, chum. I'll get her another time.

[meows then laughs]

It worked. He's taking our Robin with him.

[narrator] Unaware that the real Boy Wonder is buried unconscious

beneath tons of rubble,

Batman rushes the fake Robin off to Wayne Manor.

[Catwoman and gang laughing]

It looks as if this time, the Catwoman's plan

to destroy the Caped Crusaders is succeeding.

Don't miss the exciting conclusion, coming up next.

[narrator] Finding a young stranger suffering from loss of memory

who is an exact double for Robin,

Catwoman substitutes him for the real Robin.

Unconscious in the back of her truck,

the Boy Wonder is buried beneath tons of rock and rubble.

Catwoman and her Catmen escape.

And when the false Robin pulls a fainting act,

Batman rushes him to Wayne Manor for treatment,

completely unaware that he is revealing his secret identity

to a spy for the Catwoman.

I— I can't remember a thing.

Loss of memory?

I— Oh, I'm sorry.

My word.

Hmm, Uh, Alfred?

- I'll be in the Batcave. Stay with him. - Yes, of course, sir. Depend on it.

[laughing]

Soon now, we'll know every secret Batman has.

Who he is, where he lives. Everything.

And as a bonus, the real Robin is buried under tons of dirt and rock.

Hey, quiet. Somebody's alive down there.

[Robin grunting]

One more push ought to do it.

There.

Oh, boy, maybe I was better off before.

Yes, Master Dick, except for you two,

only I know that Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson are Batman and Robin.

- Uh, where is Bruce? - In the Batcave.

I— I can't remember how to get there, Albert— I mean, Alfred.

Please lead the way.

Please check it for me, commissioner. It's important. Let me know the answer.

Certainly, Batman. I'll— Wait. What's this?

A robbery at Aunt Jo's Dress Shop?

I'm on my way, commissioner. Bye. Dick, what are you doing down here?

We thought this might help him regain his memory, sir.

Wow, what a place.

Holy smokes. All those gadgets and that computer.

That's how they— I mean, we keep one jump ahead of the crooks.

Take him back to bed, Alfred.

You are restricted to your room, young man, till you get better, understand?

Sure, Batman, anything you say.

Good. I'll go this one alone.

My gentle Catmen will pass among you for your jewels, ladies.

Take the jewels off the dummies too.

Now who's a dummy?

Yipes! Batman.

Here's a funny piece of material.

Sure wish Robin were here.

[narrator] But Robin's got troubles of his own as, digging like a mole,

he tries to escape his rock-and-dirt prison.

An access tunnel, but not much air.

Why isn't Batman trying to find me?

[growling]

We've got Batman trapped at last.

[Batman] Going up.

Going down.

Stop. I don't know who you are, but you're not Master Dick.

He'd never disobey an order.

I'd better get to Catwoman with what I know.

And boy, oh, boy, what I know.

[narrator] Swiftly changing to Robin's costume,

the boy heads for Catwoman

with the information of Batman's secret identity.

Meanwhile, the real Boy Wonder finds a pipeline

and heads for the surface.

[man] We'll never reach that poor fellow in time. We— What?

It's Robin, the Boy Wonder.

It can't be. I just saw Robin fly by in the Batcopter.

In the Batcopter? I'd better get to the Batcave fast.

If I could only fly this thing better. Gotta tell Catwoman about Batman.

Batman here, commissioner. Any word on Robin?

No, Batman. But on that information you asked me to check out,

I have some very interesting items for you.

Perhaps you'd better rest, Master Robin.

Later, Alfred, I've got that double-dealing double on the Batradar.

Now, you take over with remote Batcontrol.

Keep him busy till I get there on this Whirly-Bat.

[thuds]

The— The real Robin.

Aah. Weak from digging that tunnel.

Catwoman. Got to tell her Batman is Bruce Wayne.

Got to confuse them.

Good work, Robin. You clobbered that phony.

Now take care of that Catwoman.

That's the real Robin.

Gotta stop him before he gets the boss.

Catwoman. I know who Batman is. He's—

- Good to see you, chum. - Same here, Batman. Let's get them.

Who are you, son? Do you remember?

Why, yes, I— My name is Christopher.

Christopher Collins.

You ran away from home looking for excitement and adventure?

That's right, but— But—

Commissioner Gordon found out for me. You lost your memory,

but the blow just now brought it all back.

I— I remember being on the docks. Why am I in these clothes?

You impersonated Robin. You know every secret Batman has.

Now tell me, who is he? Who is he?

Honest, I don't remember a thing.

Oh, no.

Next time, Batman. Next time for sure.

[purring] Perhaps. Perhaps.

[both laughing]

[narrator] Gotham City International Airport,

where crowds of citizens wait to welcome the visiting maharaja of Typur

under the watchful eyes of the Dynamic Duo.

Is it really true the maharaja is never seen in public

- without the crown jewels? - That's what they say.

[narrator] But as the maharaja's jetliner approaches the runway,

there is dirty work afoot within another aircraft

at a distant part of the airport,

directed by the cool, cruel, villainous Mr. Freeze.

Alert the Jeep.

Yes, sir, Mr. Freeze.

Follow that Jeep.

Citizens of Gotham City,

I, the great maharaja of Typur greet you with—

Knock it off, Maha, and get down here fast

before we put a bunch of holes in your dress.

Look, they're taking him into that black plane.

What's going on?

An abduction. Come on.

Into the plane, hurry!

You must be American gangsters.

Is wonderful.

I love gangster movies.

Too late. I suggest you alert all airports, get search planes in the air at once.

Come on, Robin, to the Batplane.

I hope you'll enjoy your stay in Gotham City, heh, Your Excellency.

I am enjoy.

Tell me. What gangster movie you are making now, eh?

Movies? Are you kidding?

Where do we go now, Mr. Freeze?

- Double back and land at Gotham Airport. - Gotham Airport?

The cops will be all over us before we touch the ground.

No. They're looking for a black plane,

but with a quick coat of frost, we're flying a white one.

[narrator] Holy Jack Frost!

The frigid fiend has done it again.

I can't see a thing in this fog, Batman. Anything turn up on the radar?

Only search planes. Even the Bat-detector doesn't pick up a black plane.

How could they have disappeared so fast?

Any word yet, commissioner?

Nothing good, Chief O'Hara.

The black plane seems to have vanished.

Up and down, in and out.

You American gangsters do crazy things.

- Anything turn up, commissioner? - Nothing, Batman.

- We struck out too. - How could a big black airplane

- just disappear in thin air? - It didn't disappear, chief. Look.

[O'Hara] Saints preserve us!

The paint's peeling off right before my eyes.

That's not paint, chief.

- It's frost. - Frost.

- Mr. Freeze. - Right under my own nose.

Come on, Robin. We've got work for the Batcomputer.

[dings]

Here's a list of land vehicles that can be refrigerated enough to suit Mr. Freeze.

We'll pass this on to the commissioner, then scout around on our own.

In the Batcopter?

Check. And hook up the midget Bat-racer.

I've got a hunch it may come in handy.

Please, Mr. Gangster, can you not make warmer this car?

Sorry, Your Majesty, but I must remain cold or perish.

Batman, look down there.

[Batman] A frozen food van. Prepare to lower the Bat-racer.

You make very good stickup.

[Mr. Freeze laughs]

Beautiful!

Hey, we're being followed.

Let me see that.

It's Batman. Head for the river road.

The fog coming in off the river is just perfect for what I have in mind.

Excellent, we're about to enter a beautiful fog bank.

First, I'll make the road smoother for him.

And now, I'll freeze the fog bank.

Uh-oh, ice!

Mr. Freeze, what do we do with Omar here?

- Bump him off? - Bump off?

I've decided to put him on ice.

There's the van, Batman!

Heading for the old ice house.

Let's drop in on him.

Okay. Better turn up the Bat-thermo power on your belt.

We'll no doubt get a cool reception.

Hey, boss,

what shall we do with the raja?

Throw him into the river.

[Batman] I wouldn't do that, Mr. Freeze.

The Dynamic Duo!

Cool it, fellas.

No, I'll cool you.

You're losing your touch, Mr. Freeze.

What now, Batman?

First, revive the maharaja, then turn our friends over to the police.

Well, all's well that ends well, Your Excellency.

We recovered every last piece of your crown jewels.

That stuff?

Is fake.

Give to gangsters.

- Fake? - Sure.

You think maharaja is dum-dum?

I never even carry cash money.

[laughing]

[theme music playing]