Batman vs. Robin Page #2

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You ever see the 1948 movie version,

directed by David Lean?

Ra's al Ghul wasn't much of a movie buff.

Well, I am.

- Alfred.

- Yes, sir?

Popcorn. Drenched in butter.

And open up the screening room.

I'd reconsider the butter, sir.

Terrible for the cholesterol.

You know what, Alfred?

Let's be daring tonight.

- As you wish, sir.

- Coming?

Okay, but I'm not sharing.

I want my own bowl.

I think we can afford it.

That's a little better.

That's a lot better.

You didn't really think

I'd let you sneak out again?

You've got me under surveillance?

- I thought we were making some progress.

- You show me a movie...

...and that gives you permission

to keep me a prisoner in my own house?

It's for your own protection.

Bad enough you won't let me out

in public as Damian.

The least you could do

is let Robin have a life.

If you were a little more

trustworthy, I would.

You've never trusted me.

Trust has to be earned, Damian.

That works both ways.

Accessing open file on Anton Schott...

...a.k.a. Dollmaker.

Dollmaker deceased.

Case closed.

If that had been me dead

in one of those cages...

...would you have killed him then?

We have to be better

than our baser instincts.

I'm sorry about sneaking

out the other night.

And the night before that?

Not so much.

We stopped the Dollmaker, didn't we?

I was raised to be the ultimate soldier...

...a master assassin.

Nothing out there can hurt me.

Underneath that hard shell...

...you're still just a boy.

If that were true, you wouldn't be

taking me out on the streets...

...hunting psychopathic murderers.

Those papers will be signed soon.

Everything will be different

then, you'll see.

- Where are you going?

- Out.

What about me?

I got you a sitter.

You're sloppy.

No, I'm uninterested.

Get interested.

I don't need to be trained

by some circus clown.

My grandfather taught me everything

I need to know about personal combat.

Well, I was trained by Bruce Wayne.

And every time they met,

he kicked Ra's al Ghul's ass.

Just like I'm kicking yours.

You really are a mass of ego, aren't you?

The pure and perfect Dick Grayson.

The first Robin. Unh.

Based on what I'm seeing,

I was the only Robin.

You're just some lost little orphan

he took pity on.

But I'm blood!

I'm his son.

You certainly are.

Beware the Court of Owls

That watches all the time

Gazing from the shadows

Behind cement and lime

They see you at the hearth

They see you in your bed

Take care, beware, or they will send...

A talon for your head

Is...? Is it true, Dad?

Is there really a secret group

of rich and powerful men...

...who rule the city from the shadows?

Who send their talon out to destroy anyone

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