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Batman, now that I'm the Queen of crime in Gotham City,

who better to be my King than the guy who puts the A in Alpha Male?

You may call yourself a Queen, Poison Ivy,

but to me you're just a common crook.

You dare mock me? Very well...

Flower Children, feed him to Georgia.

You'll make a tasty appetiser...

Before I serve her the main course, your precious Gotham!

We will stop you, you herbaceous hussy!

- "We...?" - Yes, me...

And the Black Orchid.

Hop at her, my broken blossoms!

Georgia, my baby!

I'll give you one last chance to choose me over oblivion.

What do you say?

"Leaves are free, let them be."

Thanks for the assist, Black Orchid.

Black Orchid...?

Now I know how Commissioner Gordon feels.

Just like catnip to me.

The two-sided cloak of Nefertiti, given to her by the cat-goddess Bast.

They say it gives each person who wears it nine lives.

Of course you'd try for it, Catwoman.

Batman. Couldn't let the cat have a yawn for one minute, could you?

Surrender, and save me the trouble of putting a leash on you!

Now, what fun would that be?

Ahem, are we interrupting something?

'Cause it sure looks like we're interrupting something...

Huntress, Black Canary.

I was just... We were just...

I can handle Catwoman on my own.

So we see, Romeo. But, uh, we're not here to stop Catwoman.

We're here to stop Two-Face.

Looks like there's too many guests at the party...

And not enough favors to go around.

Get 'em!

Hands off, tall, dark and gruesome.

The cat cloak belongs to me.

Actually, it will belong to the highest bidder...

After I auction it off to Gotham's criminal elite.

I'd let you bid on it, princess, but you're about to get put down.

Catwoman!

Oh, terrific.

Because of your little playday, Two-Face got away with the cloak.

Perhaps I can even things by helping you track him down.

Not from Blackgate Prison, you can't, sweetie.

Let's hear her out. She may be evil, but she is resourceful.

I got a tip about a top secret underworld summit

happening at the Double-decker Club.

Put two and two together and you get...

Two-Face. That's where he's holding the auction.

OK. So, what's the plan?

I still don't get why Batman's letting her tag along on this mission,

when he's got me. Uh... Us.

Jealous much...?

Ooh, same dress. Awkward!

Huntress, don't be silly. There won't be any problem.

After she changes!

Hardly an option, dear. Besides, I wear it better.

Kitty, I'm about to put you out for the night.

Cats eat birds, remember?

Meow...

Listen up.

Everything depends on us playing our parts perfectly.

From this moment on, I am Matches Malone, and you are my bodyguards.

Now, let's get this show on the road.

Anything you say, Boss.

- Hate her. - Hate her.

You say there's not enough time in one life to pull all the jobs you want.

What if you had nine lives?

Here it is, folks, The cloak of Nefertiti.

Bidding starts at 22 mill.

Actually, me and my boys will take that fancy poncho.

Too bad you didn't keep it for yourself.

A double cross. You're a crook after my own heart.

Cover me.

Take this, punk!

Touch it and they'll be calling you "Lefty."

- You all right, Boss? - Get your mitts off me.

- The day I need a dame's help... - That's funny...

Considering they are your bodyguards and all.

These ain't my bodyguards.

They're the stinking Birds of Prey.

Whoops...

Matches is right. It is the Birds of Prey. Get 'em!

Two double crosses in one night.

Let's make it three. I'm taking the cloak.

This room full of Gotham's most dangerous mobsters

might have something to say about that.

How would you like to work for the new top crime boss in Gotham?

I'll match whatever Two-Face is paying and double it.

Well what are you waiting for? Rub him out!

We'll join you, Matches.

Argh!

Where is the bat when you need him?

Guess it makes sense Gotham's greatest hero

could also become its greatest crook.

And with him using every criminal's favorite night spot as his hideout,

it makes it impossible for anyone to get close to help him.

I bet he'd let me get close enough.

- I still don't trust you, Cat. - Look, Miss.

Something that belongs to me is in there. I don't want it getting ruined.

Are we talking about the cloak or Batman?

You two are useless.

Oh, yeah? Well, you are... useless.

Nice comeback there, chief.

Whoops...

Oh, big whoops.

- Any ideas? - Just one.

Hit it!

Good evening, all you, gentlemen,

Mobsters, creeps and crooks.

Men in tights come after you, and still, you're off the hook.

For those who scare and terrorize, it�s the dawn of a brand new day,

You scum can just simply call us, the one and only Birds of Prey.

Green Lantern has his special ring

Blue Beetle�s deeds are really swell,

But who will bring him out of his shell?

Flash�s foes, they finish last,

Too bad sometimes he�s just too fast...

While all the boys can always save the day,

No one does it better than the Birds of Prey.

The one and only Birds of Prey...

While all the boys can always save the day,

No one does it better,

No one does it better than the Birds of Prey.

Green Arrow has heroic traits, that is when he�s shooting straight...

- Hey. - I'm just sayin'...

Aquaman�s always courageous, his little fish, less outrageous

Plastic Man can expand,

Becomes putty in our hands!

While all the boys can keep you punks at bay,

No one does it better than the Birds of Prey.

The one and only Birds of Prey...

While all the boys can always save the day,

No one does it better,

No one does it better than the Birds of Prey...

Hey!

Batman throws his bat-a-rang, what a weapon, what a bang.

Check out that utility belt, sure can make a girl�s heart melt.

He�s always right there for the save, I�d like to see his secret cave.

While Batman does things in his special way,

He'd do it better with the Birds of Prey, The one and only Birds of Prey...

While Batman always seems to save the day,

No one does it better,

No one does it better than the Birds of Prey.

Birds of Prey...

Meow.

Bravo. You, sirens, sure know how to whale.

Too bad this is gonna be a limited engagement.

- We didn't reach him. - Then it's time for our next number.

Feisty.

You know how I like my birds? Plucked and caged.

Ladies, you're just in time for their nightly feeding.

On the bright side,

at least we don't have to hear Canary sing anymore.

I love you too, dear.

Don't worry, it's Batman I'm after.

I sent word out all over town that you three are gonna be chip flavored chump

by the end of the night.

He'll come to rescue you, I'll whack him

and badaboom badabing, I'll have complete control of Gotham.

And what happens if Batman doesn't show up, Mr. Crazy Matches person?

Well, then I guess these sharks are gonna need some toothpicks.

Lovely.

Matches Malone.

You're the... weed of crime, so...

Prepare to be plucked for... Twenty years in Iron Heights Prison...

You loser!

- Batman!? - Batman?!

Wait a minute. If Matches is Batman...

Then who's the guy with the blue cape?

Old school fist fighting, Gotham style. It should be a fair fight.

Fair is good, but guns are better.

- Hey, Cat, can you reach my crossbow? - Give me something hard to do next time.

Your crossbow's not gonna do much to that crane.

Then it's a good thing that's not what I'm aiming for.

Nice shot. My turn.

Batman don't like guns. Whoever you are, you ain't him.

We gotta go save the cloak. I mean, Batman.

Gotta save Batman.

- Two-Face. Figures. - Truth is, Matches, you did me a favor.

Now that I know that the cloak actually works...

I'll keep it for myself.

And as for guns, I always carry a couple of spares.

Seven, eight... Uh, ladies...?

According to the newspapers, this was his last free life.

Everything was going great till you, dames, showed up.

You ruined my night. Now I'm gonna ruin you.

Listen to me, you are not Matches Malone!

You're...

- I hear cats always land on their feet. - Urban legend.

Sayonara, kitty.

Wait. Don't I get a last request?

- What is it? - This.

- Catwoman, what did you do? - I knew we couldn't trust this witch.

- She killed Batman! - Did I...?

At ease, ladies.

But... how? You already used your last life.

It was Matches Malone's last life. I absolutely believed that's who I was.

When I landed, Matches died for good, but Batman is alive and well.

Poor Harvey. Arkham has its ward cut out for him.

All in all, not a bad mission, Batman.

You eliminated half the crime in Gotham, you stopped Two-Face cold...

And you get your life back.

Well, I had a little help. That was quick thinking, Catwoman.

Catwoman...?

- Look like she's gone, Bats. - And she took the cloak with her.

So much for redemption...

We'll call this even, Catwoman.

Until next time.

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