Justice League: Doom

This is Batman. I've found them.

Tell Cyborg he was right about how

they've been breaking into these places.

Copy that.

Hold your position. Help is on the wa--

That's what I call a safecracker.

How many times do I have to tell you?

We don't want industrial diamonds.

- But, boss--

- Listen to the King, Ten.

Quality over quantity.

Jack, we're on a timetable.

What are you doing out there?

Keeping watch.

Peekaboo, I see you.

Pick a card, any card.

Cute. I can do this all day.

Can you?

Forget it, Jack.

Everybody, take what you can and get out.

Right. Soon as I kill Batman.

No way Batman came here alone.

What, I'm supposed to be worried

about Robin?

Huh?

You might wanna give up now.

Crap. It's the Justice League.

That's three you owe me.

- We keeping score?

- Not literally.

Because if we are, it's 8 to 7, my favor.

- Batman, are you okay?

- I'll live.

So will Ace, apparently.

He's still a little embarrassed

from last time.

He sucker punched me.

I've got Queen.

That leaves Jack. Haven't seen him

since he sicced Ace on me.

Couldn't have gone far. You search

the vaults. I'll take the rest of the building.

Don't bother. I just looked.

- Everywhere?

- The whole complex...

...except for the last vault room.

Shall we?

- After you.

- Heh, like you've got a choice.

- Found him.

- You fast enough to go in...

...and knock him out

before he glances in your direction?

We could wait

until his eye laser runs out of power.

Flank him. I'll make sure he stays inside

until you get there.

That will work too.

All right, now come the warning shots.

Give up? Please say no.

You'll never catch me, Lantern.

Lots of women say that.

Bang.

Say good night, Ace.

Surrender peacefully.

You will not be harmed.

Really don't think so, martian.

Come on in. I'll kill you where you stand.

Trying to make me look away?

It's not gonna work.

I'm pretty sure it is, Jack.

J'onn!

I am unharmed.

Intangibility. Works every time.

- What?

- King escaped me.

He was headed in that direction.

Don't think so, Your Highness.

Handheld plasma generator. Nice work.

Hey, guys. You missed one,

but I got him for you.

What were you doing here?

I thought you were helping.

I am helping.

Batman thought your robbery spree was

being done with extra-dimensional tech.

You were right by the way.

I asked him to consult

because his father did work in the field.

Since Dad passed,

I'm the world's ranking expert...

...in multi-dimensional interface.

The Royal Flush Gang knows more

about this tech than you?

Somebody does, but not these mooks.

Flying playing cards is one thing,

but this?

Agreed, this isn't even their standard MO.

Anything on the hard drive?

A lot. I'm still sorting it all out.

Wake up, King.

Got some questions for you.

- I want a lawyer.

- You're getting ahead of yourself.

First, you want a doctor,

then you want a lawyer.

Diana, would you be so kind?

You sure know how to take the fun

out of an interrogation.

Who gave you the technology

that allows you to walk through walls?

I do not know.

The lasso compels you to tell the truth.

I do not know.

- I know you don't like to do it, J'onn....

- Not unnecessarily.

I've read the minds of his entire group.

None of them knows the origin

of the device.

Then we haven't found

the end of the thread.

We've found all we're going to tonight.

I'll take these guys to booking. The rest

of you can sleep on what we've learned.

- I don't need to sleep, I need to follow up--

- Your injuries are severe.

If you wish, a session with my healing ray

could save you days of recovery time.

I'm fine, Diana.

Well, I'm tired.

Unless something comes up, we'll

reconvene at the meeting on Thursday.

I think we could search the hard drive

on the device for--

I've got 16 petabytes of data

to sort through.

I'll call you as soon

as I've got something. Honest.

Authorized vehicle operator recognized.

Security systems disarmed.

Late night playing cards, Master Bruce?

Something like that. How did you know?

I believe tradition calls

for hiding these up one's sleeves.

Was that sarcasm, Alfred?

Mild teasing, at best.

I'm being uncharacteristically gentle

with you...

...mainly because you're bleeding

all over my nice clean floor.

Not going to let me go to work.

That is correct, Master Bruce.

- Not until you've had medical attention--

- Fine.

--food, and a minimum

of eight hours bed rest.

Let's just get this over with.

I made chicken soup.

You can eat while you brood...

...and I'll put in your stitches myself.

It will be delightful, I'm sure.

All right.

By the way, the part about

the stitches? That would be sarcasm.

This is Mirror Master. I'm in.

Then get to work.

This is the most vulnerable moment

of the entire plan.

You sure this thing will work?

For the amount of money

I paid LexCorp, it had better.

I couldn't see anything

while I was in the mirror.

Maybe I should snoop around

and see if I can find out who he really is.

The information I sent you to steal

is far more valuable...

...than Batman's secret identity.

Besides, I already know it.

- You know who Batma--?

- Download complete.

It's not broken.

You've arrived.

Star Sapphire.

If this is an elaborate ambush,

you won't fare any better than the alligator.

I suspect we'd do a bit better.

It's Bane, isn't it?

I'm Metallo. Big fan of your work.

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