Batman: Year One Page #4

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GORDON:

I'm just a cop

FLASS:

Yeah, that's right, you're one of

us

FLASS jams a yellow envelope into GORDON'S hand and leaves.

GORDON CRUSHES the YELLOW ENVELOPE.

INT. SQUADROOM. POLICE PRECINCT - MOMENTS LATER

FLASS jokes around the water cooler with a couple COPS.

Then, back at his desk he sees the YELLOW ENVELOPE spiked on

his message post.

FLASS registers a look of concern.

FLASS' partner DETECTIVE CAMPBELL, a fat cop in a wrinkled

suit, slaps him on the shoulder.

CAMPBELL:

Come on, we'll deal with him later.

We got to make our rounds.

Together they leave and we—

CUT TO:

EXT. GIRLS GALORE PEEPSHOW THEATER - EVENING

BRUCE carries a brown paper grocery bag in his arms.

THE WHORES do their thing: waving at cars, posing, vamping.

They see BRUCE in his BLUE JUMPSUIT.

FRENCH MAID:

Hey there garage boy! Want to look

under my hood, check my fluid

levels.

CHEERLEADER:

You can top me off anytime!

The youngest prostitute, HOLLY, joins in.

HOLLY:

I'll show you why they say, "good

things come in small packages?"

SELINA:

HOLLY! GET OVER HERE! He's a

neighbor, not a John. And the rest

of you, cut it out. You got nothing

better to do?

CHI-CHI (CUTS IN)

Yeah, like making me some MONEY.

Get to work.

CHI-CHI is interrupted by the honk of a horn.

DETECTIVE FLASS sits behind the wheel of an UNMARKED COP CAR

with a Ballantine Ale on his lap.

FLASS:

Hey there CHI-CHI. How's business?

Next to him in the car sits DETECTIVE CAMPBELL.

CAMPBELL:

(laughing, to CHI-CHI)

Hey, you know what, you're the only

HIPPY PIMP I ever seen.

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