Batman: Year One Page #5

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FLASS:

You got something for us

Greaseball?

CHI-CHI

Yeah, sure. Here you guys go.

CHI-CHI passes a YELLOW ENVELOPE through the window to FLASS.

FLASS flips through the bills inside.

FLASS:

This it, Flowerpower? Looks kind of

light to me

CHI-CHI

It's the same as last week.

FLASS:

Yeah? Well, you seem to be doing

pretty good for yourself. Maybe

it's time we talk to ESTRADA,

REEVALUATE our arrangement.

CAMPBELL:

Or maybe SELINA can throw in a

little dark meat to make up the

balance. How about that?

CHI-CHI

Yeah, sure. SELINA, get over here!

SELINA reluctantly approaches the car.

CHI-CHI (CONT'D)

Give DETECTIVE CAMPBELL a date on

the house.

CAMPBELL:

You can put away the toys, sweet

thing. I'll show you how a REAL MAN

does it.

SELINA:

Forget it. You're not coming

anywhere near me.

She turns to walk away but CHI-CHI grabs her arm.

FLASS (LAUGHS)

Classic. One can't get his whores

to screw, the other can't get

screwed by a whore.

FLASS pulls away.

FLASS (CONT'D)

We don't have time for this. Got to

keep moving. More pick-ups to

make before quitting time. Ta-ta

ladies.

FLASS waves his BEER CAN farewell as he drives off.

CHI-CHI

What the hell was that? You made me

LOOK BAD. I got a REP to maintain.

I look weak, then scumbag crooked

cops take advantage, try to push me

around.

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