Batman: The Killing Joke Page #4

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(MAN GROANS)

There... Space.

(BIRDS COOING)

So, what do you think?

Is it worth a shot?

I'm doing it, anyway.

(RADIO BUZZING)

Hey.

Hi, nothing on cable tonight, so I thought

I'd get out and get some exercise.

Tell me, how's Paris these days?

He's on the move.

We got a tip

he might be hiding out at the docks.

That's where I am right now.

That wouldn't be an invitation, would it?

No.

I was just kidding,

but I'm not that far away.

No.

But what about after you get him?

What then?

Are we back in business?

Oh, come on!

We'll talk later.

It was just sex for God's sake.

It doesn't have to mean anything.

It's not like we have to care,

I don't care.

You don't care.

We just go back like it was. That's all.

Please.

Later.

(GROANS)

Bang on, mate!

(BEEPING)

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

(WHISTLES)

(GROANING IN PAIN)

(GROANING)

Take the other side.

(GROANS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(GROANS)

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

Alone at last.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Selfish, foul, piece of garbage!

You ruined everything!

Must be that time of the month.

(GROANING)

(BATGIRL GRUNTING)

- (GRUNTING)

- (GROANING)

(PANTING)

(GASPS)

(PARIS WHEEZING)

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

Thanks to Batman,

Franz was taken into police custody,

ending an intensive city-wide search.

This was the scene earlier today

as he was taken into arraignment.

Love you, Batgirl. Love you.

Batgirl.

Close.

I thought I'd save you

the trouble of ending this.

There's some stuff you might want back.

Can't have smoke bombs

exploding in the apartment.

I'm sorry, it's just that...

I get it. It's one thing

to protect the city,

another when it

narrows down to one person.

Someone you really care about.

I'll find some way to fill my time.

It's just as well, you know.

I saw that abyss you spoke about,

very scary, but so tempting.

I don't know how you resist it.

I don't think it's humanly possible

after a while.

Be careful.

BARBARA:
And that was that.

Oh, I'd see him again,

but never as Batgirl.

I really was done

with that part of my life.

A week later, it wouldn't matter anyway.

A terrible storm was moving in

and we'd all be in for it by then.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Hell of a night, huh?

What makes it different

from any other night in Gotham?

Nothing, nothing at all, I suppose.

Commissioner Gordon, uh,

he thought you might like to see this.

- That's an interesting choice of words.

- Come again?

Why would I "like" to see this?

Huh.

Well, I guess "need"

would have been better for you, right?

Coroner came and gave things the eyeball.

Says these poor saps died

probably three years ago.

Died?

Well, we won't know for sure if they was

murdered till after the autopsies.

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