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It's about time.

Good morning, Hill.

- Oh, good morning, um... - Fugate.

Temple Fugate?

I should think you'd remember the name by now, Counselor.

We've only been taking the same train every day for...

One year, seven months and 13 days.

Right. The efficiency expert.

Six minutes behind schedule.

You seem pretty tightly wound this morning, Fugate.

I have an important court hearing today.

There's been a $20 million judgment against my company.

My attorney has appealed.

But if we lose,

it's the end of everything.

Temple, let me give you some advice.

I'm a lawyer. Trust me, I know these things.

If that judge sees you looking as tense and haggard

as you are �OW,

he'll think you were up to something.

Loosen up.

Do something to relax before you go into court.

Get out of your routine for a few minutes.

Do you take a coffee break?

Of course. Every day,

at 3:00 on the dot.

Then take it at 3:15.

But... My schedule.

Forget your schedule for one day.

Believe me, it will make a new man out of you.

I needed those five minutes ago.

I'm sorry, sir, but...

Thirty-seven pages?

That would take a copier exactly one minute and 49 seconds.

One more delay like this and you're fired.

Your coffee, sir. And those court documents you requested.

Take your coffee break at 3:15.

And get out of the office.

Put that in a thermos, Ms. Perkins.

Aah!

You little brats!

No! No!

Don't do this to me!

My lawyer needs those papers.

Due to his failure to appear,

this court finds your client in default.

Summary judgment against him stands,

at $20 million.

No! You can't! I'll be ruined!

Then perhaps this will teach you to be on time for a change.

Are you quite sure you won't stop for breakfast, Master Bruce?

The meals they serve at these fundraisers...

Mmm, ghastly.

Alfred, I'm sure Mayor Hill will put out a good spread.

He knows you don't kick off a reelection campaign

by poisoning your supporters.

Really? If he were in a hurry to get to the food,

he'd be ahead of us instead of behind us.

I take it taxi drivers are no longer required

to obey traffic signals.

Climb off it, geezer.

You had the red.

It's nobody's fault.

Look.

The traffic signals are malfunctioning.

What the devil?

That is rude!

It's the same thing all the time.

I'll sue you.

There's the foul-up.

Mayor Over-the-Hill.

Nothing works right in this city no more.

I fear this does not bode well for his campaign.

No-

No, it doesn't.

And that may be exactly the point.

Another piece of outlandish graffiti?

Is this somebody's idea of a joke?

Hold it!

Well, well.

The Batman.

It's about time you showed up.

I suppose you want to know why I've brought downtown Gotham

to a standstill, Batman. Hmm?

Well, let's just say

it's because I'm a civic-minded citizen with a lot of time on his hands.

I want some answers, wise guy.

Talk!

A pity.

I don't know what to tell you, Batman.

Except, perhaps that the 9:15

is always six minutes early.

If the creep with the clocks did sabotage the entire traffic system,

he had to have come here to do it.

Wait here.

My pleasure.

This is one of the finest back alleys in all of Gotham.

What kind of saboteur

uses a $6,000 Metronex to trigger a time bomb?

A saboteur with too much money?

Most jewelry stores register the serial numbers

of the Metronexes they sell.

Let's see what the police database turns up.

"Temple Fugate. 362 Brayfogle."

Let's go, Alfred.

It appears Mr. Fugate's neighborhood has seen better days.

What is it about that particular clock tower?

He's got more data on it than anything else in the city.

There's been a slight blackout.

Just one city block, between Schiff and Robinson,

west of Molldorf.

The location of Gotham Mutual's main branch.

No doubt some malefactors blacked out the bank,

to disable the locks on the vault.

Yes, the time locks.

- Fugate. - Fugate.

Sorry I couldn't be with you in person, Batman.

But, I've got a train to catch.

This box contains a high-speed vacuum pump.

I know you've got all kinds of gas masks.

So, I'm putting you out of my misery

by simply removing all the oxygen from the room.

The process will take 15 minutes,

which is exactly 17 minutes less

than the time it would take you

to burn through the door with that oxyacetylene torch of yours.

Oh, and, I don't recommend trying to open the pump's housing.

It's rigged with a vibration-sensitive explosive.

Of course, if you want to get blown to bits,

that's fine with me.

Either way, it's time to say adieu, Batman.

This magnificent station,

home of the world's first fully-automated subway line,

is the fulfillment of my pledge to you,

to make our subways safer and more efficient.

And so, I declare Gotham Central Station

officially open.

Let the first train arrive!

Where is it?

What an embarrassment.

I wanted that train here at 2:30 on the dot!

So, is this what you want?

A mayor who can't even get a single subway train

to arrive on time?

Clear the platform, please.

Here comes some more of our mayor's incompetence.

Only minor injuries. Thank God.

Hill! Where's Hill?

And in the wake of the subway accident,

this grim news,

Mayor Hamilton Hill has vanished.

The police have no leads to his whereabouts

and they fear he may have been kidnapped.

Comfortable, Hill?

Well, you won't be for long.

At 3:15 on the dot, those hands will come together,

and you'll be crushed like an insect.

3:15, Hi...

Does that time hold any meaning for you?

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

You told me to take my coffee break at 3:15.

- What? - You don't remember?

My court date?

Oh, my Lord!

The lawsuit!

Fugate, I swear, I was only trying to help.

Don't hand me that.

You did it on purpose.

The plaintiffs were represented by your law firm, Mr. Mayor.

But I had nothing to do with that case, Fugate.

Liar!

Not that it matters anymore,

now that you have an appointment to keep at 3:15 precisely,

with the grim reaper!

I'm here to clean your clock, Fugate.

Don't count on it, Batman.

When it comes to clocks, I am king.

En garde!

Huh?

Whoa!

Give it up, Fugate.

Hill committed no crime against you.

He did worse.

He made me late!

I could do this all day, Batman,

but your time is up.

I've studied news footage of you.

And I know that it takes you

exactly 1/20 of a second to throw a punch.

Very clever.

But it only takes me 1/30 of a second

to do this.

Huh?

Fugate!

You can't escape!

Au contraire, Batman.

You of all people should know

there's always a way out.

Fugate!

Well, he won't be doing any more campaigning for a few days.

But at least the Mayor is safe.

No trace of this Clock King, though.

How could anyone survive a wreck like this?

If I could, he could.

Then,

you think we'll hear from him again?

I wouldn't be surprised, Commissioner.

In fact,

I'd say, it's only a matter of time.

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