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Don't move, or I'll...

You'll what? Shoot me?

- Huh? - Hah!

- Ah! - Uh..

Twenty rounds a second, and you were still too slow.

I'm not slow, punk.

- Me neither. - I've got him.

- Ah! - Robin!

I had to take him down.

You shattered his collarbone!

He's a drug-dealing pimp.

I didn't think I had to prop up some pillows

before I took him out.

We needed him, he would've talked

but you put him into shock.

Sorry. That was dumb.

But he deserved it.

That movie was amazing!

Hey, dad, imagine if Zorro came riding through Gotham

on his horse right now!

Well, Bruce, I'm not so sure

a masked vigilante would be welcomed

in Gotham City.

Sadly, they'd probably just lock

someone like Zorro in Arkham.

Those were his last words to me.

Lately I've been wondering if he was right.

I had years and you, Alfred

to help me come to terms with the murder of my parents.

But I must have been crazy to put Jason in the field

before he'd recovered from his loss.

His father, murdered by Two-Face

his mother succumbing to illness.

His actions as Robin

are guided by unresolved pain and anger.

He's a danger to himself, a danger to our mission.

I have no choice.

Jason's going off active duty immediately.

Fine with me.

Jason.

Jason?

vroom

Wow! That looked like it really hurt.

Whoa. Now hang on.

That looked like it hurt a lot more.

So let's try and clear this up, okay, pumpkin?

What hurts more?

- A or B? - 'Ah..'

- Forehand.. - Aah.

Or backhand?

A little louder, lamb chop.

I think you may have a collapsed lung.

That always impedes the oratory.

Ah.. Uh..

Now, that was rude.

The first Boy Blunder had some manners.

I suppose I'm going to have to teach you a lesson

so you can better follow in his footsteps.

Nah. I'm just gonna keep beating you with this crowbar.

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- Huh! - Jason.

- Bruce? - What are you doing here?

You followed me. Figures.

I was about to guess the same of you.

But I didn't follow you to Bosnia, I followed Ra's al Ghul.

He's got you jumping through hoops

to marry his daughter again, huh?

Well, I'm on my own mission here.

- I'm tracking Joker. - Joker? Here?

And you're tracking him alone? You know how dangerous...

I know that he shot Barbara through the spine!

'And I know he didn't stop there.'

'But you only put that waste of life back in a cell.'

Well, he's broken out, again.

And someone had to do something...

Jason, Ra's is attempting to build dirty bombs

that could kill thousands with radiation poisoning.

He's here in Bosnia

buying nuclear material from an unknown seller.

Joker got a hold of stolen uranium.

I got a lead he's selling it to terrorists.

Excellent detective work, son.

I think it's gonna take Batman and Robin together

to close this case.

Ra's' men are trying to get the uranium across the border.

We'll lose them if we don't act now.

Batcycle only seats one, you take them down

while I investigate that warehouse we tracked Joker to.

No. Stay here. Just watch that warehouse until I return.

- But... - Jason, for once..

Please listen to me.

Don't go after Joker alone.

He's just too dangerous.

You read me?

Loud and clear. Just hurry back.

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Okay, kiddo, I gotta go.

It's been fun though, right?

Well, maybe a smidge more fun for me than you.

I'm just guessing, since you're being awful quiet.

Anyway, be a good boy, finish your homework

'and be in bed by 9:00.'

And, hey, please tell the big man

I said "Hello."

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boom

No.

Jason.

We save lives every day.

Strangers'.

And there's always enough time.

But for Jason..

Thank you.

But you already know

how I failed to save Jason from this life.

What you don't know

is how I failed to save him from the next.

In the five years following Jason's death

I redoubled my efforts to protect Gotham City, alone

to avoid endangering anyone else.

As always, Nightwing had other ideas.

The years Dick spent at my side as the first Robin taught him..

...a little too much.

Now he has the annoying habit of showing up

at the exact moment I need an extra hand.

Or fist.

Of course, I can never admit that to him.

It would only encourage him.

But I appreciate his loyalty..

Aah!

...his sense of family.

boom

It seems fitting that Nightwing was there

the night it all began.

I was tracking an arms shipment

for the crime lord called Black Mask.

Hijackers intercepted his shipment.

We persuaded the driver to confess

he worked for a rival of Black Mask's

called The Red Hood.

A sniper ended the interrogation.

Could've ended us

but he laid out the red carpet to follow him instead.

A trap.

So I followed him

leaving Nightwing behind, and safe.

The sniper made pursuit easy

but never allowed me close enough to ID him.

Then he led me to the factory.

That place, where the Red Hood died..

Stay away! It's a setup!

Aah!

...where the Joker was born.

My first great failure.

The sniper, a new Red Hood, seemed to know all of it.

He was sending me a message.

boom

And it echoed Bosnia.

boom

I cleared my mind by focusing on the facts.

The Amazo heist and reports from Nightwing

showed that Red Hood was taking over

the crime syndicates of Gotham with deadly force.

Some of Gotham's most wanted, slaughtered.

I had to protect the rest, had to stop this Red Hood.

The first person to question

was the last person I ever wanna see.

I needed Nightwing to accompany me to Arkham Asylum

to divide Joker's attention.

Get him to reveal a connection

to the Red Hood

and help contain..

Well..

...the effort proved useless.

With no accomplice or base of operations to investigate

we turned to Red Hood's known target, Black Mask.

We staked out his latest drop of trafficked weapons

hoping for interference.

We weren't disappointed.

boom

The Red Hood's ability to evade us was irritating

but educational.

Advanced parkour, counter-attacking on the run..

boom

...and the skill to escape my grappling lines.

Nobody cuts my grappling lines.

Frustration made me stupid and careless.

I dropped right into another trap.

boom

Another inferno.

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Another escape.

Because of my choice, my mistake

Dick was injured.

I couldn't even look him in the eye.

Going forward, I had to work alone.

I needed to finish this alone to avoid repeating mistakes

and because this was getting personal.

Knowledge of my tactics, my history

escaping with those damned explosions

and evidence that he even knew my name

it all pointed to an impossible conclusion.

But if I've learned anything over the years

it's that the impossible

is just the unthinkable lying in wait.

I needed to find him again, but I wasn't the only one

hunting the Red Hood.

To flush him out, Black Mask declared all-out war

against Red Hood's organizations.

Gotham City was caught in the crossfire.

When I finally caught up to him

he was barely surviving an ambush..

...outnumbered four to one, by high-tech assassins.

I balanced the scales.

To protect them and to test him

his maneuvers, his timing, our coordination

as familiar as Jason's

when he fought at my side as Robin.

No!

But then he crossed the line..

...just to make a damn point.

He was cleaning up Gotham

by controlling it with deadly force

because my way didn't work.

A familiar argument.

That was the moment I knew.

Jason, the son I had lost, had returned.

He'd been resurrected.

The body I brought home from Bosnia five years ago

was a fake.

How could I not have looked inside his coffin

before we buried it?

Stupid and careless.

Following his death, I had allowed myself

a moment of weakness.

I allowed myself to be deceived.

There was only one other person in Bosnia

who could have pulled this off.

Ra's al Ghul.

Ra's is a formidable enemy, but an honorable one.

He'd even tried to get me to marry his daughter, Talia.

There was once a twisted sense of family between us.

But that was before Bosnia..

...before his deal with the Joker.

Bombing the banks of Europe

with Joker's stolen uranium

was only one part of their bargain.

Distracting me from their deal was another.

I thought killing Robin was the third part.

I was wrong. Ra's had no idea Robin was in Bosnia.

Robin's intel and backup

tipped the balance of the mission in our favor

and teaming up afforded us the chance

to relieve a growing disconnect between us.

Then it happened.

It was uncharacteristic humility for Ra's

to admit that he underestimated Joker.

His body language, his micro expressions

the fact that he, too, is a father

it was clear that Ra's was deeply grieved

by Jason's passing, as was I.

Desperate to rectify his disservice to me

he found a way to steal Jason's body

for submersion in his Lazarus Pit

as it had helped him cheat death.

Ra's used its supernatural properties

to resurrect my son.

But the cost was high.

While the Pit revivifies the body

its effects on the mind are less predictable.

The process drove Jason mad.

He escaped the house of al Ghul

despite Ra's' efforts to contain him.

The Lazarus Pit was obvious.

I was prepared for that part of the story.

It was only after hearing the rest of it

that Jason had been lost to both of us for five years

did I realize the true reason I confronted him.

I wanted Ra's to be responsible for the Red Hood.

I wanted to blame someone else for what Jason had become.

But I alone was responsible for Jason's path.

The Red Hood was a nightmare of my own making.

I had to get back to Gotham to stop him.

The war in Gotham had escalated.

Red Hood took the battle directly to Black Mask.

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And Black Mask, never one to get his own hands dirty

broke the Joker out of Arkham

to hire him to kill the Red Hood.

Clearly, he hadn't heard that hiring the Joker

doesn't work out well.

Black Mask quickly found himself

hoisted with his own petard

tied up in the back of a trailer

and soaked in gasoline.

Sure enough, Joker got Red Hood's attention.

But getting Joker out of Arkham

was Jason's goal all along.

Black Mask was just the pawn to make it happen.

Jason was playing a long game of revenge

against the entire criminal underworld

against Joker..

...against me

all building to a final confrontation.

He captured Joker, and summoned me to meet them.

I knew I couldn't be late.

Never missing a chance to gain a psychological advantage

Jason chose Crime Alley as our meeting place

where I lost my father and mother to a murderer..

...where I gained a son.

Jason wanted it all to end that night

but I was going to save my son, or die trying.

boom

We could've fought all night.

But no blow would land as hard as the one I felt

when he finally removed the helmet.

For that moment, I was just a father again.

I didn't wanna fight anymore.

I begged him to stop, to let me help.

But he wasn't done.

So neither was I.

It was always a contest with Jason

him against the world.

Even dying didn't teach him he was wrong.

There was no more reasoning, no more holding back.

He wanted pain, I was ready to unleash it.

Ready to drag that kid through fire

through hell and back, to show him once and for all

his contest wasn't with the world, it was with himself.

And then he finally got the moment

he'd been planning for five years.

Jason said he'd forgiven me

for not saving him that night in Bosnia

but that I didn't avenge his death afterward.

That I didn't kill Joker for killing him

was a betrayal he could not live with.

So he crafted his final challenge for me.

He wanted to look me in the eye

while forcing me to make a choice

between our ideals.

Kill Joker or kill Jason

to stop him from killing Joker.

But life isn't a game and death is never a choice.

To make it so is our undoing, it would be my undoing.

I think about killing Joker every day

ending the monster that I let loose on the world.

But I'll never allow myself that release

a promise I made to my father and mother

an example to a son that I will never stop fighting

to protect from himself.

Aah! Ah..

No! Don't spoil it! This is better!

I'm the only one who's gonna get what he wants tonight!

Yes! Bing, bang, boom!

'We all go out together!'

Don't you just love a happy ending?

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I can never stop fighting to protect them from themselves..

...to protect them from me.

We only come to know the true power of evil

when we work to suppress it in ourselves.

You know, when you say spooky stuff like that

you justify my contingency plans to defeat you.

What I'm saying, Bruce

is that you are the strongest person I know

not because of the monsters you fight on the outside

but for the demons you battle on the inside.

'Your willingness to open up to me about this'

well, that shows real strength.

And the day you stop reaching out for this support

is the day I know I need to activate

my contingency plan for you.

We'll find Jason together

right after I find the check.

Thank you, Clark, and I paid the tab.

- Before you arrived. - But how did...

You order the same thing every time.

Even over dessert you have to be two moves ahead? Really?

boom

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Ah!

- Ah! - Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Easy Company, move back!

boom

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Fall back!

Tell them he's awake.

Where are my men?

The medics found you half buried in a ditch

and brought you here.

Your entire unit is... gone.

What do you mean gone? Dead? All of 'em?

Officially MIA.

But, yes, all of them. I'm sorry.

Sergeant Rock, if you'll come with me?

I gotta get back in the field. My men are...

Dead, sergeant.

You've been reassigned.

The lieutenant's waiting.

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At ease, sergeant.

Heard you got pretty banged up.

A couple of bruises. I'm fit for duty.

Good. I have a mission for you.

We've obtained intelligence, at a very high cost

that Nazi scientists are on the verge of completing

what can only be described as a doomsday weapon.

'They're conducting experiments'

'in some kind of medieval fortress'

'deep inside enemy lines.'

We want those scientists alive.

One more thing, for reasons

that are about to become abundantly clear

the existence of your new unit is a closely-guarded secret.

These men are unlike any soldiers you've ever led.

I've led all kinds.

Uh-huh.

Jesus.

- 'Don't take all night!' - Ja, ja.

Stand down, soldier.

I thirst.

Stand down.

He may be a Nazi, but he's still a human being.

- Uh! - Ah..

Not food for the likes of you.

We need 'em alive.

Ah..

Krieger, the door!

I think that's quite enough.

Remarkable company you're keeping these days, sergeant.

- Remarkable weapons. - Desperate times.

There is little shame in being an implement of war, Rock.

You and I both know that.

Now tell your people to release mine.

Or what?

For the Fuhrer!

Ah..

Ah!

Stand down, men. This here is a cavalry.

No.

This was your weapon?

Left that part out of your mission briefing, did they?

There's only five. Where's...

Dozer.

Oh, dear.

Dozer, it's me.

- Ah! - Ah!

Oh..

No way out, major.

You won't shoot us.

You need us alive, to build your own army of the dead.

'Isn't that why you were sent here, sergeant?'

That's right. Follow orders, complete the mission.

Implement their war.

Velcoro, you still thirsty?

Bottoms up.

No. Uh, please! Uh..

Well, what are you waiting around for? An embossed invite?

Fall in line, soldiers.

I think Lieutenant Shrieve's been coddling you three.

Well, I hope you enjoyed your vacation

'cause it's the last you're gonna get.

Now move out!

I said to him, "You want me to show up on time

you gotta pay me an honest wage."

Intersection co-ordinates all wrong.

No sense to it. No sense.

Another bottle!

Not till next payday, you bum!

Last call for you!

Watch it, you drunken piece of shit!

Not as drunk as I look.

Hey! Ah!

I'm gonna bust you up, old man.

'Back off, Norris.'

'Not till I'm done with him.'

Let him go.

Now. Or you'll deal with me.

He ain't worth it. You can have him.

You alright?

Take me. Take me. Take me now.

So, it looked like this new place just opened up

and I just really wanted to take..

Alanna!

Alanna, my love!

Adam. The Thanagarians. They..

It's gonna be alright.

No. Not even you can save Rann this time, beloved.

Where's Aleea? Where's our daughter?

Is she alive?

Is she..

Alanna.

Mr. Strange. Mr. Strange. Can you hear me?

'Let him be.'

We need to help him.

He's beyond help.

Pick him up. Take him to a shelter.

There's no room for the weak out here.

Then perhaps Meyra and I should leave this place.

That's not what I meant.

He's a human being, father.

Hmm. I've got work to do.

Never been this deep before.

Wonder if it's safe.

You're looking for safe,

you're in the wrong profession, asshole.

Stop screwing around! We've got a quota to meet.

What the hell's going on out there?

'Creatures. Like nothing I've ever seen!'

'Moving up out of the mine! Heading for town! They..'

Grab anything you can find

that we can use as weapons, then meet me on front street.

Move!

Aleea's smart. Resourceful.

She's alive out there, I know it.

And I'll find her, beloved.

I swear on our love that I'll..

No. Not the Zeta Beam!

Not now!

No! No! Take me back!

Take me back!

Take me..

I'll find my way back to you, Aleena.

I'll find..

So this thing, this, uh..

Zeta Beam.

You think it's gonna, what

magically carry you back to your planet?

Not magic, science.

I just have to crunch the numbers.

Calculate when and where the beam will return and..

Knock yourself out.

But in the meantime

we could use more help in the mines.

But don't get used to my face

'cause I'm not going to be here for long.

Five hundred and eighty million over 1,200 thousand

times velocity, equals 580 million kilometers.

With acceleration of 239.332 per second..

Velocity equals distance..

Over time.

Five hundred and eighty million times two equals..

Distance..

To twelve hundred and ten millionth..

Velocity equals..

On your feet, Strange!

Colony's in trouble, we need every man to..

Grab anything we can use as weapons.

Human being?

Not anymore.

Lock the doors!

God damn it! Hold the line!

'Run! Run!'

Get back inside, Diane.

No. We face this together.

All of us. Together, then.

No!

Mr. Strange?

You sure you won't come with us?

I can't. The Zeta Beam dropped me here

and I have to wait for it to arrive again.

And if it doesn't?

It will. It has to. For my daughter's sake.

Best of luck.

Adam.

Yeah, like there it is, baby.

Welcome to California.

I can't believe I'm actually here.

Believe it, sister. This is where it all begins.

But you're sure it's cool, right?

I can crash with you guys at your friend's place?

He doesn't even know me.

Oh, it's cool alright.

Seth's door is always open

to the right kind of people.

Seth told us we should always be

on the lookout for cool, young people

who see the system for what it is, Marcie.

Five minutes with Seth

and you'll know escaping your parents' suburban prison

was the best thing you've ever done.

Yeah, they were so hung up on keeping up with the Joneses

they lost touch with their souls.

Well, Seth knows all about souls.

You'll see.

It is said

"Not all those who wander are lost."

But many are.

And once lost

they may truly be lost forever.

Home again, home again, jiggety-jig.

Lucky for us, weren't stopped by no pig.

Be it ever so crumbly, there's no place like home.

That's some statue.

Yeah, reminds me of my old man after he's had a few.

Pretty out of sight, isn't it?

It used to belong to some old-time movie actor.

What matters is that it's Seth's now.

And what's his is ours.

Yeah, we share and share alike.

Let's get inside already.

I've really got the munchies.

Wouldn't mind a sandwich myself before the festivities begin.

Is there some kind of party tonight?

Wherever Seth is, there's always a party.

He's where the happening is happening, man.

- Come on. - Right.

I just need a minute to get my head together.

Ugh.

The reflection is just an illusion.

The greatest wisdom is seeing through appearances.

Who are you.. Oh.

You must be their friend, their guide or whatever.

Seth.

No. I'm afraid not.

Good.

A decent guru wouldn't be caught dead in my dad's hat.

Hmm.

Why do your friends follow this man?

I don't know. I haven't even met him yet.

I suppose we're all looking for something

our parents' generation doesn't care about.

Truth, I guess.

Truth lies not at the end of a road

but inside those who walk the road.

Right.

What did you say your name was?

I didn't.

But there are some who know me as the Phantom Stranger.

Well, you certainly are strange.

Nice meeting ya.

I wouldn't go in there if I were you.

You're not like them.

Not yet.

You don't know me.

You don't know anything about me!

So just buzz off!

Weirdo.

Come in. Come in, already.

There you are.

We thought maybe you'd escaped our clutches.

So, where's the much-discussed Seth?

Don't sweat it.

He'll come when the time is right.

Man likes to make an entrance.

Is that him?

Are you kidding?

That's Jonathan Lord, the actor.

Don't you watch old movies?

This house used to belong to him

before he gave it to Seth.

Gave it to him? Why would anyone...

People will give you just about everything they have.

All you have to do is let them.

I'm Seth.

Pleased to meet you, Marcie.

You know my name?

I know you

so pure and true..

...searching for meaning

in a world all screwed up by war

pollution and lies.

I was once like you.

I journeyed far and wide

trying to find my purpose on this little pebble in space.

Then, I discovered the secret.

I found my true self

my calling.

And what is that?

Helping other people find their true selves.

Once that happens, any place you are

'is where you are meant to be.'

Heavy.

My friends have done well bringing you here.

Please, stay. The night is young.

I've never met anyone like you.

There is no one else like me, Marcie.

It's stupid.

I'm frightened of you and drawn to you

at the same time.

There's nothing to be frightened of.

I give you purpose.

You give me... life.

You won't have her, Seth.

You've feasted enough on these children.

They come willingly.

They do my work for me.

Not this one. She doesn't know what you are.

Let her go.

Now.

Only a true innocent can defeat me.

And we both know

you're far from innocent.

You've infested this plane too long, Seth.

Tonight it ends.

Ah, I don't think so.

The power of the ouroboros pendant

assures me endless time.

It's my circle of everlasting life.

Let's test that theory.

Your power is waning, dark one.

I have more than enough to finish you.

Stranger, wait.

I have great power.

I can offer you much

even end your wandering.

'We can help each other.'

I will help, evil one.

I'll end the eons of misery you've inflicted on others.

Well done, my dear.

You're my very favorite houseguest in centuries.

I don't understand.

What's happening? Who is this guy?

Don't you recognize him, Marcie?

He's "the man."

He's the system, the status quo.

Marcie, you must get away from here.

He is a blight.

No, he's good. You're the invader here.

Seth's appearance is a lie. Don't believe him.

Your aura is remarkable, Stranger.

You are positively brimming with life.

Unlike you, Seth.

You walk this realm in living death

a parasite.

I'll live off you for 100 years.

No longer will I be reduced

to draining scraps from these lost whelps.

Run, Marcie! Run!

They barely wetted my appetite.

You searched for the truth, Marcie.

What do you think of it?

It's..

...so..

...groovy.

My mind is blown, Seth.

Your power, it's a shining, brilliant thing.

You walk in eternity, the king of ages.

But you don't have it all.

Not yet.

Don't you know what every king needs?

A queen.

I was searching for my purpose, my truth.

And I found it.

I found you.

Darling child.

No!

You little bitch!

I'll kill you!

Ick.

I'll have you free in a min..

I hoped you would make the right choice.

What now, Marcie?

Keep searching for your truth?

Truth lies not at the end of a road

but inside those who walk the road.

I'll keep traveling for now.

Who knows what I'll find, but..

I'll bring my own truth with me.

How does that sound, Stra..

'Vincent.'

'Dinner's ready.'

'Vincent.'

'Omata.'

- Ugh. - 'Hey, Michelangelo.'

This ain't the Sistine Chapel, it's a fricking gate.

You don't understand.

I have to do it right.

"Do it right." That's always your excuse.

Takes you an hour to scrub out a damn toilet.

I'm an artist.

What you are, asshole, is fired.

Wait. You can't..

Get outta here.

How many jobs has it been now, Vincent?

Ugh. You're kidding me.

Nah. Pedro, he comes in for his shift this afternoon.

'Then, all of a sudden he says he's feeling sick'

and he just drops.

Jesus! That sucks.

Huh! Sucks more to be his wife and kids right now.

At least he had a wife and kids.

What have you got, Vincent?

No money. No job.

A life wasted

chasing dreams that are always just beyond your reach.

You don't know anything about me.

What the hell, Vince?

Sorry, I-I gotta hit the head.

Those things will kill you.

That's the least of my problems.

Shitty day, huh?

I said, "Shitty day, huh?"

Yeah, I, uh..

Got fired. I-I mean, I was working at Arkham Asylum

so I should be happy I'm no longer there, right?

Now at least I can focus on my painting and...

Let me guess, struggling artist?

Couldn't have picked a more lucrative cliche?

Yeah.

Wow!

You're...

Yeah?

There is something about you..

Something..

If I could just capture it on canvas.

You're saying you wanna..

...paint my portrait?

He's saying he'd like to get you back

to his apartment for a good screw.

No, it's not like that.

Like what?

I've gotta go.

But.. Will I..

I'll see you around.

Ready?

Translation, piss off, loser.

Talent? Perhaps a modicum.

But, enough to succeed?

Absolutely not.

If I were you, I'd abandon art entirely,

and seek out a profession that's more..

...practical.

Gotham University has an excellent dental school.

Blowing your last paycheck on booze, huh, Vincent?

How're you gonna pay your rent now?

'Not too late, you know.'

'Get rid of all this crap.'

Get your ass back to school!

And what? End up like you?

A miserable failure who hates his life?

Hates his family.

You never understood me.

You never appreciated what I...

It's always someone else's fault, isn't it, Omata?

Um, don't go there, baby.

You know, you've been an even bigger failure with women

'than you've been with your art?'

'Charlotte, I'm begging you, don't leave me.'

I've given you six years of my life, Vincent.

Six years!

I know!

I supported you, emotionally, financially, and..

I'd probably still do it. But, I just..

I can't watch you wreck yourself like this.

- I... - Then go!

And when my artwork's selling for millions

and when the whole damn world knows who I am

don't come crawling back.

I miss the man you used to be.

So do I!

Hey, what the hell? You can't do this.

You don't really have a choice in the matter.

Who do you think you are? This is a load of crap!

Listen, there's no reason to get upset.

'Unbelievable! You can't do this!'

Hey! Leave her alone!

'I called the cops!'

You two had better get the hell out of here!

You, uh..

...didn't call the police, did you?

No. I, uh, don't even have a phone.

Well, I appreciate it anyway.

Yeah, well... goodnight.

Wait.

You're the artist, right?

From the bar?

Don't you wanna show me your work?

What do you think?

She thinks you're pathetic.

- Failure. - Amateur.

You'll never make it.

Most of them aren't finished.

Why?

I, uh..

- Excuses. - Talentless.

- All talk. - You're scared.

You've got a real gift, Vincent.

But there's something missing from your work.

Some essential spark.

Something, perhaps, that you had once..

...and lost along the way?

When I was a kid

I'd spend hours, all day

on my bedroom floor, drawing.

It was like time just stopped.

And the only thing that existed in the whole damn universe

was the picture.

Pure creativity.

Pure joy.

Yes!

Look, it wasn't just a pickup line before

when I said I wanted to paint your portrait.

- Liar. - Shameful.

- Pathetic. - Obvious.

I..

I see something in you.

Beauty, but with an incredible sadness beneath it.

So young.

'But somehow so very old.'

I've been waiting for this moment

this chance, my entire life.

Maybe you have.

Of course, I'll pose for you, Vincent.

It would be an honor.

- Hey, Michelangelo.. - Failure..

Given you six years of my life, Vincent..

Amateur...

How dare you think you are an artist..

Can't even paint a damn gate without screwin' it up..

- Talentless. - Worthless.

- Embarrassment. - You're scared.

Are you happy with it?

Happy?

That's too small a word. I..

It's, it's still evening. How can that be?

I've been painting for hours.

What's happening?

Time.

'Time has stopped.'

But how?

We're standing in a place beyond time now, Vincent.

It may have reality for them.

But it has no meaning..

...to the dead.

I'm dead?

I'm dead.

Then, you're..

Look at him.

Me.

Dear God

my life hasn't been worth much, has it?

But at least there's that.

I've left behind something of real value.

They'll all finally know who I..

No! No! No!

No! It can't burn!

How can you be so cruel?

How can you do this to me?

I'm not doing anything, Vincent.

The end of your story was written in the book of destiny..

'...before you sucked in your first breath.'

I'm begging you

just save the painting.

Please.

Grant me this final gift before I..

You..

You already have, haven't you?

You've given me an extraordinary gift.

Thank you.

Shall we go, then?

Into the mystery?

Helluva thing, huh?

Everything burned..

...except that.

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