Batman: The Movie Page #2

of the greatest criminal coup ever!

-How did it go, Catwoman?

-Perfectly. Perfectly.

In my disguise as Kitka,

I penetrated their press conference.

-The fools are completely baffled.

-But undrowned.

Yes, unfortunately.

Batman's boots didn't even look damp!

Our prisoner still doesn't know

he's kidnapped?

He just keeps ringing for his tea.

[BELL RINGS]

-There he goes again.

PENGUlN:
Take it to him, man.

[FOG HORN BLOWS]

[KNOCKlNG]

Come in.

Your tea, commodore.

Thank you, steward.

Good service aboard this yacht.

We strive to give satisfaction, sir.

Your face has the most ghastly pallor.

Are you getting enough sea air?

My duties keep me mostly undercover.

Too bad.

How much longer will this yacht

be fogbound off the Grand Banks?

I couldn't say, sir.

Well, gives me a chance

to catch up on my Dickens.

Still, l'd like to get to Gotham City.

I've a clever invention with me,

stored down in the hold.

Should be worth

millions of dollars, pip-pip!

Well, pip-pip to you, sir! If you

wish anything further, just ring!

[FOG HORN BLOWS]

Schmidlapp's invention in our hands...

...the whole world almost literally

in our grasp!

And Batman and Robin

still alive to block us.

Everything pip-pip with

the prisoner! Hasn't a clue.

-l bet the Dynamic Duo has.

-What?

A clue on how we made

that ship disappear.

-And when they solve it--

-They'll be out to investigate.

But we'll be there first.

If we hurry, that is.

Catwoman, you tend

to this headquarters.

-Attention, you unfathomable finks!

-Yo-ho!

Call down to

our secret river-bottom dock.

-Prepare our submarine for sea.

-Yo-ho!

-Yo-ho what?

-Sir!

Holy Merlin magician!

Get set for a shock.

The Batcamera was aimed at the yacht.

BATMAN:
My hunch was right.

-l don't get it--

Think! As you remarked,

no one can make...

...a seagoing vessel

simply disappear.

Provided it was ever

really there at all.

-You mean--?

-Precisely!

The yacht we thought we saw

was a mere illusion.

A tricky projection akin

to the common desert mirage.

It deceived our naked eyes...

...but was blocked

by the Batcamera's Batfilter!

I know where

that projection came from.

-Observe that bell buoy.

ROBlN:
What about it?

The coordinates of our position

were 1 0.3 by 69-B.

Feed those figures into

the navigational aid computer.

Roger.

No legal bell buoy at that position.

As l surmised, an illegal projection

buoy cleverly camouflaged.

Maybe the crooks left fingerprints!

Good thinking, let's find out.

To the Batboat, fast!

-One thing l don't dig, Batman.

-Oh?

If that ship was a mirage,

where's the real one?

Taken to some secret island hideaway

with every soul aboard, save one.

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