The Batman Superman Movie: World's Finest Page #3

Then I'm all yours.

Clark, keep an eye

on Bruce, will you?

I'll be right back.

Actually Lois...

Don't be intimidated.

Regale him with mad cab tales

of the nightlife in Smallville.

She never stops, doesn't she?

Not that I've noticed.

Any luck find the comedian?

Three nights, and not

so much as a green hair.

Of course, you have been dividing

your time between work and Lois.

Is that a problem?

Let's just say I'm concerned.

Your reputation is... dubious.

In and out of costume.

Don't worry.

I'm taking Lois quite seriously.

Besides, it seems to me,

you had your chance.

So, Mr. Wayne,

ready to sweet me of my feet?

Be seein' you.

This city is gorgeous at night.

Is it? I wasn't looking at the city.

Lois, about Clark Kent.

Are you and he... I mean...

No, Bruce. Your only competition

flew away some time ago.

My, you do live dangerously.

Don't you realize you're moving in

on Superman's main squeeze?

And then I said...

Huh?

Take your hands of her, you...

See that he's street pizza!

In this town, some flying fool

could have caught him!

Well, aren't we tenacious?

Catch you next time, Brucie.

Swell. Now, Gotham

sending us their wackos.

Don't worry, Mr. Wayne.

The S.I.U. will get her back safe and sound.

Thank you, inspector.

You realize, she's just a bait.

- I'll be careful.

- Careful won't cut it out.

- With Joker, expect the unexpected.

- Maybe you should remember that.

Think of it, Miss Lane.

This rock is more precious than gold.

One tinny chip will go for thousands

on the collectors market...

...after it kills your fly boy.

- You sick, demented, murdering freak!

- How rude!

Half for now and half for later.

You've got a front-row seat

for the story of the century, my dear.

The death of Superman.

S.I.U., Turpin.

Leave the screen, "turnip".

I wanna talk to the boy in blue.

If you got something

to say clown, say it to...

I'm here, Joker.

What have you done with Lois Lane?

She's right here, Superman,

and she'd love to see you.

Want to know where "here" is?

Don't blink.

Got the pictures, Supie?

Come alone.

No cops or little Lois dies laughing.

Wait! What picture?

What did he mean?

More powerful than a locomotive...

and just about as subtle.

I'm flattered,

you put on your Sunday best.

Where is she, Joker?

Forget about Lois.

Fix your eyes on this!

Now, I'll asking once more.

I don't understand.

I had it all planned so perfectly.

Oh, wait. That's is!

What?

Silly me. I forgot the acid.

What's the matter, Supie?

No steam left in the old locomotive?

I hope you're taking notes.

Not now.

But puddin',

Batman has headed your way!

Get out.

Pardon my haste exit.

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