All language subtitles for Batman TBATB s02e01 Long Arm Of The Law.eng

Uh...

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

- Achoo.
- Oh, gesundheit.

Shh.

Do you swear allegiance
to the side of goodness and right?

I do.

Will you strike terror into cowardly
and superstitious criminals everywhere?

I will.

Will you pit your prodigious strength
and keen intellect...

...against the forces of darkness
as my crime-fighting apprentice?

Sure, Plas. Whatever you say.

In that case, Woozy Winks...

...by the power I've invested in me,
I make you my duly deputized sidekick.

- Hot dog.
- And now to the Plas Cave.

Wow, boss.

You disguised it all up
so it looks like your garage.

Ah, ha, ha. Exactly, Woozy.

I learned from Batman himself
the importance of guile.

Not to mention gear.

The Plastic-rang, the Plastic-shield,
plastic bags.

Wow, Plas. You're just like Batman.

Aw, I'm trying, Woozy. Bats is the epitome
of self-discipline and control.

I'm hoping that following his example...

...might help with my own problems
in those areas.

You? Self-control problems?

Ha! Get out of here.

Let's go over the secret
danger-alert whistle, shall we?

Close enough.

Now let us two do-gooders
do some good.

If you boys are all done
playing Batman and Robin...

...it's time to take baby and Schnitzel
to the museum.

Oh, Ramona.

Don't you "Oh, Ramona" me,
Edward O'Brien.

You promised.

Baby needs to be exposed
to culture and class.

Yeah, but we have crime patrol.

And you be careful.
Babies don't grow on trees, you know.

Ugh, I wish we had that plastic bag now.

Take note, Woozy.
The great crime-fighters multitask.

We'll expose baby
to this classy long-hair stuff...

...and go on crime patrol
at the same time.

Watch where you're going.

This is what passes as art nowadays?

It's pretentious, uninspired...

And worth about a million bucks.

A million bucks?

Now you're getting that look
in your eyes, Plas.

Remember, self-control.

Whoa!

Schnitzel! Oof.

Stupid wall.

What is it now?

Great gadzooks. Rubberneck.

What's that ogre-sized latex leviathan doing
nosing around the museum?

You watch baby and Schnitzel
while I go catch this criminal red-handed.

Can't see nothing. Can you, baby?

Baby?

Aw, nuts.

Aha! Rubberneck,
I've caught you red-handed.

You double dribbled, Rubberneck.
That's a penalty.

Ten to twenty years in Blackgate Prison.

Baby! Schnitzel!

Oh, my... Baby!

Schnitzel! Get down here!

Oof!

Woozy's coming.

If you don't mind, Batman,
this big maroon is all mine.

The only way out of here is through me.

Ha, ha. Check and mate.

Aah! Oof.

Hey, that's city property.

Oh, dear, an untied shoelace.
That could be dangerous.

That's better.

- Woozy.
- No, Bats, I'm fine. Thanks to you.

- No, I meant, you're Woozy.
- No, really, never been better.

Sidekicks.

That dumb oaf almost hurt my family,
now he's gonna pay.

Now is not the time to let your emotions
get the best of you, Plas.

Thanks, Bats.
Couldn't have done it without you.

Thank you, Eel.

This is just what I needed
to obliterate you once and for all.

- You know the plan, right, Woozy?
- Of course.

If Ramona asks where we took baby...

...don't mention Rubberneck,
and change the subject.

Oh, baby. Where were you?
I was so worried.

Ha, ha. Nothing to worry about, sugar.

Just a stimulating evening
at the boring old museum.

Uh, I wonder what's on the old telly
tonight.

Obtained security footage
of the disturbance at the Museum of Art.

- But even more disturbing...
- Uh-oh.

Lost infant and adorable,
helpless dachshund in imminent danger.

Oh, boy.

Makes one wonder
where the adult supervision is here.

Uh...

I got nothing.

You just couldn't control yourself,
could you?

You have screwed up again and again...

...and I have stood by you,
but so help me, this time I am through!

Plas, it's for you.

Sorry to interrupt.

Batman, come in, come in.
Honey, it's Batman.

Gotta talk with Batman.
He's on a schedule, it's Batman, very busy.

Just as I suspected.
You're missing 2.2 grams of yourself.

Mm-hm. I thought you looked thinner.

Wait, what does that mean?

The robbery at the museum
was just a ruse.

Rubberneck followed you in there.
It was all a setup to get to you.

But why, Plas? Can you think of anyone
who has an ax to grind with you?

Hmm...

- No, can't think of a soul.
- I can.

Shh.

Hey, two bits.

It was him, Your Honor,
or my name isn't Eel O'Brian.

Kite Man was behind the whole caper.

I'm going to follow a few leads.

- Let's do this.
- No.

Kite Man is trying to draw you out.

Until we know what he's up to, it's best
for you to stay here with your family.

Oh, okay, Bats.

With this piece of Plastic Man's body...

...I've decoded his molecular structure...

...and developed a theta ray
that will not only affect him...

...but anyone it hits.

Finally, Plastic Man will pay
for those years I spent in prison.

But first, I need an industrial power module
to strengthen the beam.

That is your job, Rubberneck.
Do not fail me.

What was the middle part?

I told you to stay behind.

But we wanted to help.

We?

Hi.

It seems like our friend Rubberneck
is at it again.

Get us to the East Side. Pronto.

Gotcha.

Ooh, somebody's got a lead foot.

Huh?

- You see, Bats? L...
- You should've followed my orders...

...and stayed with your family.
They could be in great danger.

Here comes the plane in for a landing.

Oh, so you forgot your keys
when you ran out on us, huh, Eel?

Hello, my dear.

Oh, no. Come on, Bats.
Maybe we're not...

Too late!

Soon, I'll have the retribution you owe me,
Plastic Man.

Consider this just a down payment!

What have I done?

Ramona! Baby!

Schnitzel!

My fault. This is my fault.

I have no self control.

Why didn't I do the thing when l...?

Get a hold of yourself, O'Brien.
Pull it together and let's go.

You really think I can help?
After everything?

I never waste my time on screwups,
O'Brien.

- Where are we?
- The Franklin Museum.

Founded by the most famous kite flyer
of them all...

...Benjamin Franklin.

Very good, Batman.

Where's my family, Kite Man?

Plas! Look!

You are one sick individual.

Perhaps, but it wasn't always that way.

As a boy,
I was obsessed with Ben Franklin.

I even recreated
the famous electricity experiment.

But I was brash. I cut corners,
ignored safety precautions.

The resulting lightning strike
caused a psychological trauma...

...that forced you into a life
of kite-centric crime.

Ben Franklin was a fraud.

What did this so-called great man
ever give us?

- Bifocals.
- The Franklin stove.

- Daylight-savings time.
- Never mind!

The only thing that matters
is that tonight I will have my vengeance.

Those years in jail
kept me from achieving my own greatness.

But when people hear
how I used a kite for my fiendish revenge...

...I'll be the most famous
kite-related person in history.

Now that I've taken care
of any unwanted interference...

...Eel, step out here
where I can shoot you more easily.

- O'Brien, you don't have to...
- But I do, Bats.

Thanks to me, my family's in danger.

I have to make this right.

All right, Kite Man, you win.

Of course, I do.

My ray will turn you
into a petrified statue for my mantle.

That is, if I don't smash you to bits.

Okay, Kite Man,
now release the hostages.

As you wish.

What are you doing, you fool?

Get away from that.

Impossible.

Yes! I am back, baby. Whoo!

Woozy, turn that thing off!

I'm trying, I'm trying.

Oh, you cannot be serious.

Stand back.

Huzzah!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

You did it, Plas.

Hey, what happened to...?

Looks like they got a taste
of their own medicine.

Now that's what I call
a couple of hardened criminals.

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