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[Alfred]
Legend tells
of a caped crusader

Batman, guardian of New Gotham

and his one true love

Catwoman, the queen
of the criminal underworld.

Their passion left behind
something extraordinary

a daughter, Huntress.

Half-metahuman, she has taken
up her father's mantle

and fights to protect
the innocent and helpless.

Joining her in this
struggle, Oracle

once Batman's protégée,
Batgirl.

She was caught in the crossfire

of the war between
Batman and Joker.

[gunshot]

Now she fights crime
a different way

a master of the cyber-realms
and trainer to heroes.

Together they have
taken in Dinah.

A meta-human herself

with powers that she
is only beginning to explore.

These three are the protectors
of New Gotham..

"...the Birds of Prey."

My name is Alfred Pennyworth
and this is their story.

I feel good, great actually.

Better than I have
in a long time.

To what do we attribute
this sudden cheerful outlook?

I don't know.

Things have just been
working out.

That guy I was telling you
about, the police officer?

I decided to talk to him.

Trust him.

Tell him things about who
I really am.

Like, what kinds of things?

It's hard to explain.

Helena, if you're serious
about therapy

about dealing with
unresolved issues

you are going to have to share
your life with me, all of it.

It's not like I don't wanna
share, it's just.

I'm grateful for everything
we've done, Dr. Quinzel.

The thing is..

...I just feel like we've gone
as far as we can.

I wanna end therapy.

Helena, we're still discovering
who you are.

- I'm sorry. I gotta go.
- We still have 15 minutes.

Thank you for everything.

Come and see me one more time.
We can tie up loose ends.

I'll try.

Dr. Quinzel.

[dog barks in distance]

[suspenseful music]

[music continues]

At last.

[alarm buzzing]

Hey!

What are you doing?

That's poison.
It will kill you.

I doubt that.

- I don't understand.
- Me either.

But you're crazy.

'Ugh.'

What's happening to me?

It's not exactly what I
expected..

...but it will do nicely.

["My Remedy" song playing]

[song continues]

Are you sure there's
somebody in here?

Oracle's confirming it now.
Transmitting data.

- 'You getting any of this?'
- Copy, Huntress.

Do we have any idea
who could have done this?

Well, there was a criminal
mastermind years ago

that had a weird reaction
to the same compound

that was stolen last night.

They called him Clayface.

Clayface?

- You asked.
- Huh!

Do we have any idea if this, uh,
Clayface guy is still around?

He's been locked up
in Arkham Asylum for years.

Besides,
it couldn't have been him.

He didn't have the power to turn
people into blobs of clay.

[scoffs]

Well, what was his power then?

He could change his appearance
at will.

Really?

[chuckles softly]

Just a regular old
shape-shifter, huh?

Oh, you've got the lingo down.

I'm impressed.

That's the input I need.
Standby for analysis.

Okay, so, what do we do?
We just, what? We wait?

Yeah, unless you got a better
idea to pass the time.

[Barbara]
'Sorry to interrupt, Huntress.'

'But you have to get that
clay man

back to the Clocktower
right away.

[Helena]
'Why? What's going on?'

He's got a pulse. He's alive.

[Dinah]
'How could he possibly
be alive?'

[Barbara]
'So far his vital signs
are stable.'

The process looks reversible.
We don't have much time.

We need to develop an antidote.

Okay. So where do we start?

Find out who knows
about that compound.

I'm running a search
on Clayface's former associates.

So I guess this means you're
canceling your vacation.

- What vacation?
- With Wade.

To the Bahamas.

You were just gonna disappear
without telling me?

No, I just figured something
would come up and I'd have to..

Sacrifice any potential
happiness in your personal life.

We don't have time
to discuss this, okay?

- Alright.
- 'Hang on.'

I've got a hit on former
Clayface associates.

If I exclude those
who have died

or in jail, I'm left with
one name, Dr. Will Kroner.

'Oh, turns out he's the chemist'

'who invented the toxic
compound.'

Alright, I'm on it.

But when I get back, we're gonna
finish this Wade conversation.

You didn't say it was a secret.

Unh! What's going on?
Who are you?

Tell me about the robbery
at New Gotham Chemicals.

I don't know what you're
talking about.

The chemical compound
that you developed was stolen.

There's a security guard

that's turned into some sort of
clay thing.

That can't be.
The compound was destroyed.

And even if someone did get
a hold of it

it was never intended to have
that effect.

Unless..

...it was ingested
by someone else.

So you do know something.

Look, I-I worked for a guy..

...Clayface, years ago.

But that's all behind me now.
I swear.

- I..
- Okay.

So let's say for a moment
I believed you.

Who could be doing this?

[whimpers]

Look, my chemical compound
was designed

to have a unique reaction
to Clayface's DNA.

If anyone else drank it,
it would kill them.

That is all I know.
That's it.

Okay.

There's a detective at New
Gotham P.D. His name's Reese.

If your memory returns,
give him a call. okay?

Okay. Okay.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Good evening, Miss Barbara.
- Alfred.

I was sorting the mail at the
manor and came across something

that might be of interest
to you.

An invitation to the annual
New Gotham fashion show benefit.

'Perhaps you and Master Wade--'

Alfred,
I don't have time for this.

No. Of course not.

I understand you don't have time
for the Bahamas either.

Master Wade left several
messages.

He seemed very disappointed
that you cancelled your holiday.

Perhaps you could make
it up to him.

Alfred, this is really
not a good time.

In all my years serving
Master Bruce

do you know what he told me
was his biggest regret?

That he never found someone with
whom he could share his life.

That was just a thought.

Hey.

How did everything go
with Kroner?

No luck. He went straight
after Clayface went down.

He did say the compound
would kill anyone but Clayface.

Something to do with a reaction
to his unique DNA.

Hmm. Interesting.

'm gonna pay him a visit.

Helena, I don't-I don't think
that's such a good idea.

Why? Reese can get me
into Arkham.

[thunder crashing]

[door buzzes]

[door clanks]

Helena Kyle.

How'd you know?

The grace with which you move.

Your eyes, your mouth.

Damn, you are your
mother's child.

I had a thing for her.

She was very beautiful.

Sexy.

Someone stole your chemical.

He's using it to turn
people into clay.

And this is a problem for me?

There's a man who's dying.

I need to know how to reverse
the effects

before it's too late.

Now that sounds like
a noble endeavor

but what's in it for me?

- What do you want?
- Pose for me.

- Let me sculpt you.
- Forget it.

Child, now, since I was
defeated, ruined

and ridiculed in front of New
Gotham's pompous glitterati

I have had absolutely
nothing to look at

but these plain gray walls.

I need inspiration.

I work in clay

but my real raw material
is human emotion.

Let me see your anguish,
Helena, your pain.

Why don't you just tell me
about the night

that your mother was killed?

No thanks.

Alright, then this man dies.

That's not very heroic of you,
Huntress, is it?

But then maybe you're lacking
that strong moral core

that plagued your father.

Are you?

Okay, what do you wanna know?

Everything.

It happened so fast.

I don't really remember.

Alright, well,
then I'm sure there was blood.

I mean,
there must have been more blood

than you had ever seen before.

How did that make you feel?

Cold.

Empty.

- I don't know.
- No, no, no. Alone?

Scared? Terrified?

Because you'd lost the one
person that meant more to you

than anybody else in this
whole world.

It's your turn.

Alright. You played nice.

Go tell Oracle to use
calcium sulfate.

You know who it is.

Tell me.

Oh, now don't get greedy,
Helena.

We're just starting to
have some fun.

Go ahead now. We'll let you
hurry. He may not be dead yet.

[door buzzes]

[door closes]

[door clanks]

[banging on door]

Right there.

Where's my money?

I gave you the key.

You got the stuff.

- Now I get paid.
- What's the rush?

I intend to be the most
feared criminal

New Gotham has ever seen.

If you wait, there might
be a much bigger payday.

I'll take my money now.

That's the problem with guys
like you.

Once you make up your mind..

[skin hissing]

...you're set in stone.

- How's he doing?
- Not well.

I figured out Kroner's
chemical compound

creates a reaction
with the epidermis.

Once whoever ingests,
the formula makes

skin-to-skin contact with its
victim, they turn to clay.

Hopefully, this will help.

So how did everything go
with Clayface?

You know, he kept
bringing up my mother.

Really? Huh.

All set.

It's working.

We should get him to a hospital.

- Anything I can do to assist?
- Mm. Thanks, Alfred.

But Helena already took the
guard to the hospital.

He's gonna be okay.

And what about you,
Miss Barbara?

If you're talking about me
and Wade, it'll be fine.

I'll get over it.

Perhaps a sincerely-worded note
of apology might..

I got it.

Kroner told Helena that
Clayface's reaction

to the chemical was unique
to Clayface's DNA.

'Now someone else
has taken the compound.'

They didn't have the same
reaction but a similar one.

Similar reaction, similar DNA.

'It's someone close
to Clayface.'

- Like family?
- Exactly.

So I did some checking.

Um, hospital records.
Court papers.

'Guess what.'

Clayface has a son.

Chris Cassius.

[computer beeping]

'Reese.'

Huntress, we've got another one.

Wow. That was quite an entrance.

- Who's this?
- I have no idea.

But it's pretty obvious
he's been moved.

- Okay, what the hell is that?
- Calcium something.

Whatever it is, it works.

First clay-man is already
recovering.

[Reese]
Alright, well, go ahead
and, uh, give it a shot.

[Clay cracking]

What the hell?

Okay, now that's impressive.

[cell phone speed-dialing]

Doctor Kroner, Chris Cassius.

You know my father.

Your chemical compound
has proven to be

a grave disappointment.

We need to talk.

[door buzzes]

[door clanks]

You have a son named Chris.

I now know that Oracle has
done her research.

- Tell me where I can find him.
- I think not, Helena.

Besides, you wouldn't be able
to stop him.

He's become much too
powerful now.

Hmm. That's too bad.

I was gonna suggest a trade.

You know, information

for...some inspiration?

Inspiration.

Now you're talking.

Tell me about Chris.

Why is he doing this?

Well...

I..

...wasn't exactly the model
father, so to speak.

'So it would be my guess'

'that he's trying
to show up dear old dad'

by accomplishing something
that even I wasn't able to do.

Like what?

- It's your turn.
- Come on. Just tell me.

[Clayface]
'Helena, I laid down some ground
rules here now.'

Now, you don't play by my rules,
we ain't gonna play none at all.

Okay, what do you want?

I want more emotion.

Now, why don't you just
relive with me

that night mommy got killed.

Now as I recall,
we were standing out in front

of this big department store.

What do you mean we?

[Helena]
You have to. You have to,
you have to hear me.

Mom.

Stop him. Somebody stop him.

Somebody stop him.

Mom!

I remember that face.

It was you.

I used a seven-inch switchblade

and it tore through her flesh
surprisingly well.

I can still see that vacant look
in her eye

staring through the face
of death.

That's why they couldn't
find the killer.

It was you.

[Clayface]
'But the one regret
that I have'

is that I did not linger
at that scene long enough

to watch your pain
and your suffering.

- You bastard. You Bastard!
- Yes. Yes. Yes!

Yeah! Hit that! Yeah!

- I'll kill you.
- Hit that glass. Come on, baby.

Come on! Yes, Come on.

'Hit the glass.
Helena, hit the glass.'

Helena, no, don't stop.
Hit the glass. Come on.

You're enjoying this.

[Clayface]
'Oh, don't stop now.'

Come on, baby,
we're just getting started.

No, no, no!

[door clanks]

[line ringing]

Hello, Detective Reese.

He murdered her.
I gotta do something.

- 'What are you gonna do?'
- I don't know.

Tear him apart?

He's in Arkham for the rest
of his life, where he belongs.

I shouldn't have let you go.

You knew, didn't you?

Helena.

That's why you didn't want me to
talk to Clayface.

You didn't want me
to find out the truth.

No. I didn't know for sure.

How could you keep this from me?

Because when the rumors first
circulated, you were too young.

And then after..

...Clayface was in Arkham,
I didn't see the point.

The point?

The point is knowing
who killed my mother.

Why?

So you could exact revenge?

'It's not what we do, Helena.'

Yeah.

You keep saying that.

Like you somehow know exactly
what's inside of me.

You don't, Barbara.

You have no idea who I am.

Here's the new formula.

- And I'll be going now.
- Not so fast.

I need to make sure it works.

- Well?
- Ahh.

- How do you feel? Great.
- Powerful.

Now I just need to test it.

- Any volunteers?
- Please.

I did everything that you asked.

And I'm grateful.

You're just in the wrong
place at the wrong time.

[groans]

[skin hissing]

[Barbara]
'Huntress? Are you there?'

'Okay, fine. Just listen.'

'Kroner called Reese.'

We have an address
for Chris Cassius.

Good. I need somebody to hit.

Okay, just..

...just be careful.

I'll be fine.

Okay. All it takes skin-to-skin
contact for--

Look, if something happens
you've got the antidote.

I'm out.

[sighs]

[glass shattering]

- What the hell?
- It's over, junior.

I've got the antidote
to your touch.

It turns out you're not
as powerful as you thought.

[explodes]

You were saying?

Oracle.

- What's happening?
- Something's different.

His newest clay thing
just exploded.

- Huntress, get out of there.
- It's nothing I can't handle.

My father was right.

You are beautiful.

And I bet under all that makeup

you're just a shard
off the old pot.

Clay humor. How original.

It's a pity about my dad
killing your mom.

It's a pity that you're gonna
be the one that pays for it.

Come now, Huntress.
You're no match for me.

We both live in the shadow
of our fathers.

Yours was the goody two-shoes
vigilante Batman

while I, on the other hand

come from purely homicidal
stock.

Maybe I'm not daddy's
little girl.

Helena, don't do this.

Get out. If he touches your
skin, you're dead.

- All I need is one clear shot.
- No. It's too dangerous.

Get out. Now!

I should have killed his kid
when I had the chance.

We're not in this for revenge,
Helena.

Fine. Call it justice.

I could have stopped him.
Gotten payback for my mother.

[Barbara]
'Look,
it was foolish of you to even'

'confront Chris without some
kind of protection.'

- 'You could've been killed.'
- 'What do we do now?'

We find him,
and go after him prepared.

You know,
Chris said something about us

living in the shadows
of our fathers.

Maybe he wants to outdo Clayface
in a public way.

Wait a second.

Years ago, Clayface
hatched a plan to

take down New Gotham's
power elite.

Right. He mentioned that.

I think it was some kind of,
um, fundraising event.

The annual New Gotham charities
fashion show.

- It's tonight. Alfred?
- Miss Barbara?

That invitation,
what did you do with it?

I thought you might
change your mind.

[chuckles softly]

It's at 9 o'clock, and we still
need a way to neutralize it.

Let's get busy.

Miss Barbara, we need to talk.

It's about you and Master Wade.

Alfred, I told you..

I know what you said

but I also know that
you care for him.

Perhaps you even love him.

That's why I've decided to take
matters into my own hands.

Meaning what, exactly?

[gasps]

- Alfred..
- I know. It's not a good time.

But then again, when is?

You're a crime fighter.

And headquarters is
behind the clock

in the New Gotham Clocktower.

That's why you had
to cancel our vacation?

[Barbara sighs]

It's like I don't even know you.

Look, Wade, we should really
talk about this

but unfortunately there's
this guy out there that's

turning people into clay,
and I really..

Clay? Clay?
Is that some kind of joke?

No.

Actually, it's the byproduct

of a toxic compound
combined with a specific DNA.

Who are you?

Look, look, this is way too
much for me to absorb.

I-I just need some time-time
to think.

- Wade?
- I'll-I'll see you around.

Was that Wade in here?

I don't wanna talk about it.

No. This is major.
We have to talk about it.

Look, forget about Wade.
We have a job to do.

- Okay, what about the cameras?
- Done.

I'll be directing things
from here.

Helena, you're gonna be going
undercover.

- What's with these?
- 'Oh.'

Throw these at Chris.

They'll release an
inhalable latex.

When he breathes it in,
it'll react with his system

'and block his power.'

- So we can stop him.
- Exactly.

That's not all I'll do to him.

Helena, we've been through this.

We don't kill. End of story.

Whatever you say, Barbara.

[male #1]
'This next number
we just call "Cappuccino."'

'The embroidered jacket
from the Philippines'

'with the high shoulders,
tight skirt..'

Oracle, no sign of him yet.

[male #1]
'Semi-precious stones..'

There's a man, dark hair, near
the woman in the blue dress.

'Get a good look.'

[male #1]
'Torro-torro.
Fire-engine red velvet.'

You'll definitely have the
bulls charging at you..

- No, not him.
- Alright, stay focused, Dinah.

Chris is there, somewhere.

- How's Helena doing?
- I haven't seen her yet.

[chuckles]
But I can't wait.

[indistinct chatter]

[male #2]
'You should be up there with
them. You're beautiful.'

[man chuckling]

[Barbara]
'Is everything okay?'

Hey, the next time you say
undercover

remind me not to hear you.

And how am I supposed to
kick ass

in front of New Gotham's
elite?

[Barbara]
'You'll figure something out.'

You see anything unusual
backstage?

Aside from my outfit?
No. Nothing.

[female #1]
'Alright.'

What? We're on.

Right.

Right.

[male #1]
'Looking "oh, so lady of the
night" in this throwback'

'to a bygone era.'

'Our model looks so tantalizing'

'I'd say she shouldn't
be out after dark.'

'The black chiffon is
absolutely transformative'

'turning a once-demure model
into a full-fledged goddess.'

'Next is a look that will
surely leave them'

'gawking in the aisles.'

It's fresh and new, a twist..

Looking good, Huntress.

Yeah, well at least
I haven't tripped yet.

[male #1]
G-r-r-r. Down, kitty.

'Wearing wicked peep-show shoes'

'ruffled floust with a..'

'Our next lady is certainy
breathtaking.

'Kicking up a notch
with an pair diamond necklace'

'and matching earrings..'

[Reese]
'Wow.'

[chuckles softly]

I thought you were checking
the perimeter.

Oh, I was.

I wanted to check in with you.

You okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah.
I'm , I'm fine.

It's just, ah..

...you look nice.

Yeah, thanks.

Well, listen, um..

What do you say once
all this is over..

...we go and have that first
date we were talking about.

When this is over,
and I do what I need to do

I don't think you're gonna
want that first date.

Why is that?

[Barbara]
'Huntress,
Dinah's finished up front.'

- Meet her backstage.
- I gotta run.

[door opens]

Wade, what are you doing?

Well, a peace offering.

Look, about what I said,
I gave it some thought and..

Could you at least look at me
when I'm talking to you?

Wade, I'm sorry.
I'm working.

I'm just trying to talk to you.

Why does that
have to be so hard?

[male #1]
'Midnight blue.'

'Faux fur around the bottom.
Next up..'

'a matinee fashion
with the drop waistline'

'Excuse me.'

'What-what's going on?'

[Chris]
'Ladies and gentlemen.'

'I direct your attention to the
entrances, now well-guarded.'

'There is no escape.'

'I have a list of demands.'

'First,
I want a television crew.'

I want my father, Clayface

currently residing
in Arkham Asylum

to see how I will accomplish
what he could never do.

The greatest artistic
achievement

in New Gotham history.

No need for that, son.

I'm already here.

[crowd gasps]

Dad?

What a surprise. I thought--

Oh, cut the crap, sonny boy.

You thought that I was safely
locked away

out of touch
and past my prime.

Our relationship is the most
important thing in my life and..

Uh, Barbara.

- It's Clayface.
- Where?

[Barbara]
'On-stage. They've got
the room held hostage.'

- Yeah, not for long.
- We need a plan.

The plan is to kill him.
How's that?

[gun cocks]

Okay.

We need a plan.

- Dad, this is all about you.
- 'No.'

This is all about you,
trying to prove

that you're better
than your old man.

Well, dad, you are outdated.

I'm younger,
and I've got the power.

Nobody upstages me,
not even you.

So, about this plan.

Oh. Do you believe her?

Stubborn, pig-headed, never
listens to a word you say

until she's the one
in trouble, and then, bam.

Pig-headed?

Oracle, we're here.
What have we got?

Okay, I count four guns total.

'Two semi-automatic on-stage,
two at the entrances.'

Take the entrances first,
then use Reese

to get everyone of there.

[Helena]
'We're on it.'

Don't worry.

I did the same thing
to my father.

[clears throat]

'Tonight, ladies and gentlemen'

'you're in for a very special
treat.'

Please don't shoot.

[Clayface]
'It involves my most
horrifying..'

- Dinah, where's Huntress?
- Causing a distraction.

We need to get everyone
out of here.

Come on. Let's go. Hurry up.

Shoot her.

[crowd screams]

I am not going back to Arkham.

Get her.

You'll make a lovely statue.

Breathe, junior.

Ooh.

Huntress and her little toys.
I'm so scared.

What's happening?
What have you done?

It's my own creation.

[screams]

You recognize this?

[Helena]
Somebody stop him.

[grunting]

First I kill the mother,
now I kill the daughter.

It's almost poetic.

You killed my mother.
Now I'm gonna kill you.

That is poetry.

Oh. Look at you, Helena.

Ahh, the rage.

And you look so beautiful.

Helena, no.
This is what he wants.

'To make you a killer.
Don't do it.'

'Think about what you're doing.
Don't do it.'

- Don't let him win.
- Don't worry, Oracle.

I wouldn't give him
the pleasure.

'I did enjoy seeing him squirm.'

- Very impressive, Helena.
- Dr. Quinzel.

It's okay. This is
the part of your life

you couldn't tell me about.

I suppose it is.

Now that I know the truth

maybe you should reconsider
therapy.

I think I can really help.

Maybe you can.

I guess the secret's out.

So is it over?

Yeah.

For now.

You know, Wade.

You're the only boyfriend
that's ever seen this place.

Well, I gotta say I'm, uh..

...I'm impressed, but I'm also
a little nervous.

I mean, my girlfriend
who I thought

was a mild-mannered
schoolteacher is actually a..

...high-tech crime fighter.

It's a little, uh..

...overwhelming.

[chatter over police radio]

[sirens wail]

Well, you almost
killed that man.

Not really.

Even though I wanted to
more than anything.

Yeah, well, you didn't.

So, what do you say
we try that dinner?

Yeah.

Or we could

go straight to dessert.

Yeah.

We could do that.

[instrumental music]

[theme music]