Beware the Batman (2013–2014): Season 1, Episode 2 - Secrets - full transcript

Previously on
Beware the Batman...

There will come a
time, when I will no longer be here.

I need to know that you will
still be protected when I'm gone.

Bruce Wayne, I'd like you
to meet Tatsu Yamashiro.

I've hired her to be your
new driver and bodyguard.

That's a good boy, Joe.

Just a little longer.

Shiny, shiny.

Hey! You just hit a girl.

No, I just hit a criminal.

You've given me quite a run.



Six warehouses, stolen
hi-tech electronics worth millions.

Really? Millions?

I just like the way
they sparkled, Mister, uh...

Batman.

Magpie.
Ooh! Nice belt.

Shiny, shiny.

- Can I have it?
- I'm using it right now.

How about a shiny pair
of handcuffs instead?

Who are you?

I... I don't know.

Just you and me,
Lieutenant Gordon.

Mom's at an early meeting.

We're having eggs
in a hole with bacon.

So, what perp
are you after today?



First, it's Dad, not Lieutenant.

Second, "perp"?

Yeah, perp. Bad guy.

I know what perp means, Barbara.

Just figured maybe I can help.
Take a look at the case file.

And if I do a good job,
you'll introduce me to Batman?

Not this again.

Oh, come on, Dad.

I know he helped you out
with those Pyg and Toad guys.

Barbara, for all we know, Batman
could've been working with Pyg and Toad.

I've told you before.
Batman is not a hero.

No one who takes the law
into their own hands is.

The vic's at Gotham General.
Mind wiped clean.

Freaky, huh, Lieutenant?

The dust here
has been disturbed.

Lunkhead.

What do you know about Batman?

Uh, something of
a crime-fighter, isn't he?

More like a nut.
Dresses like a bat,

skulks in the shadows.

Well, "nut" is a relative term.

Compared to his enemies,
he seems quite sane.

Uh, no.

Sorry, still nut.

Gotta say, cushy lifestyle
you've got here, Major.

I can see why you stay.

I sense a "but" coming.

Don't get me wrong, I owe
you more than I can ever repay.

And I'm happy to stay
until your leg is healed.

But...

Things are not always
what they seem, Tatsu.

Consider that before
making any decisions.

Hope I'm not interrupting.

Oh, come in, Bruce. We
were just having some coffee.

Would you like a green tea?

Thank you, Alfred,
that would be fine.

So,

how are you fitting into our
little family, Miss Yamashiro?

Alfred told me you were
in the military before this.

Stationed in Condac,

Wayne Manor must be a
big change from the desert.

Definitely a change.

But the Major's been taking
good care of me.

Major? Is that something
you called Alfred as a child?

Uh, yes, as a matter of fact.

- I didn't realize Alfred had...
- Oh, he didn't tell me.

It's just a little trick
of mine.

I find, in business, it's helpful
to learn to read people quickly.

I notice that whenever
you call Alfred "Major,"

your voice lowers
and you unconsciously look up.

The same way a child
would look up to an adult.

If I was to guess,
Alfred worked with

a member of your family
when you were a child.

Your father?
Was he MI6 as well?

Quite amazing, Mr. Wayne.

My father and Alfred
did work together.

They were partners.

Before he died.

Why didn't you ever tell me
you had a partner who died?

He was in a car crash,
an accident.

So, Tatsu, she's not just
an acquaintance.

- She's...
- My god-daughter.

I knew you might respond like
this, that's why I didn't say anything.

I don't like secrets, Alfred.

You are the very definition
of a secret, Bruce.

Tatsu is more than capable of
being your bodyguard and driver.

Test her, you'll see.

I had the Batcomputer do a sweep
of anything it could find on Joe Braxton

and his connection to Magpie.

Braxton was part of some sort of
research team at Blackgate Penitentiary.

- What were they doing?
- Doesn't say.

But there were boxes from
Blackgate in his warehouse.

Could be the connection.

It says here there was
another member of the team.

A psychotherapist
named Bethany Ravencroft.

And she has a practice
right here in Gotham.

Huh?

Shiny, shiny.

Uh...

You know, after we last met,
I couldn't help wondering

what makes someone put on
a bat costume.

Something to hide?

Who said this was a costume?

Mmm, I like that.

You and I should be friends.
We've so much in common.

Not gonna happen.

What's the matter, bad boy?
Too much bird for you to handle?

Too bad, I was looking forward to
getting my hands on that shiny, shiny belt.

Goodbye, my little bat.

Braxton.
Why did you wipe his mind?

I was looking for something
that belongs to me.

What?

Catch me
and maybe I'll tell you.

I hope you can fly, Mr. Bat.

No one is going to
cage this bird again.

Caged again?

Alfred, Magpie was a prisoner
at Blackgate Penitentiary.

That's the connection
to Braxton and Ravencroft.

I need to query the computer for
women between the ages of 25 and 35

who were there when Dr. Ravencroft
conducted her experiments.

If I'm right,
I should get a hit.

Huh?

Lunkhead don't like you.

Lunkhead, you're not in trouble.

I just wanna talk about Batman.

Argh! Batman not hurt
Lunkhead again.

Barbara, sweetheart,
now is not good.

Lunkhead, I'm sorry.

I know it was Batman
who put you away before.

That he put you in a coma
for two months.

Lunkhead not go back to prison.

Lunkhead been good.

I know.

I just have a few questions
and I'll go away.

I brought candy.

I have a file with me from the
time that you spent at Blackgate.

It says you were
involved in an experiment,

something about mind control.

Uh-huh.

Wanted to fix Lunkhead brain.

Didn't work.
More candy now.

Why would Batman care
about this experiment?

Don't know.

One more question...

Was there anyone else
in the experiment with you?

Lady, nice to Lunkhead.

In other cage.
Took her away.

Do you remember her name?

Margaret Sorrow.

According to the Gotham PD
database, she was a kleptomaniac.

A repeat offender that received
10 years, but served two.

Where is she now?

Unknown.

Five years ago,
she just disappeared.

Right after leaving Blackgate.

Miss Yamashiro, I should only
be with Dr. Ravencroft for an hour.

You can get yourself a coffee
or something if you want.

Just don't be late.

"Don't be late."

Just breathe.

Remember, you're only working
for this marshmallow temporarily.

I need to punch something.

Mr. Wayne, I just wanna
tell you it's a real honor.

I'm a big admirer of all the
good your company does.

- Thank you very much, um...
- Cassie.

She's been fluttering about
all day.

We don't get
a lot of celebrities.

So, I have to ask. Of all the
therapists in Gotham, why me?

I was looking for someone
out of the public eye.

I didn't realize
you still use these.

Inkblots?

More of a curiosity, really.

See anything interesting?

Just splashed ink on paper.

This is A. L. Coltrane
of the IRS.

I need to speak to
Dr. Ravencroft urgently.

Cassie, I'm with...
You know who I'm with.

I know, but there's a man
from the IRS on the phone.

He's demanding to talk to you.

Something about a lawsuit
and falsified insurance claims.

He's really mean.

I am sorry about this
Mr. Wayne, I'll be right back.

Ah!

I have no interest
in hurting you.

Haven't you figured it out?
I can't feel pain.

One more piece
they stole from me.

Let me help you get it back.

I understand what it's like
to fight your true nature.

And you're going to lose
that fight if you don't get help.

But I'm afraid.

Afraid of what?

That I've already lost.

What...

Hush now, little bat.
Let the curare do its work.

Just go to sleep.

Ah!

Shiny, shiny.

Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey.

Don't worry, I didn't peek
beneath the mask.

A person's secrets are sacred.

Magpie,

I meant what I said.
I can help.

Quiet!

Oh, sorry, that was rude.

I appreciate the offer, but
I've already got it covered.

Braxton created this helmet
to remove memories.

To reformat the brain's
hard drive, wiping it clean.

But with a little reprogramming,

I found a way
to reverse the process.

To put the memories back.

My memories await.

First, though, yours need
to go away.

I'd say it's been a pleasure,
but you won't remember I said it.

So...

Goodbye, Batman.

What is this?

Whose face is that?

You don't know.

Two personalities in one body.

Unaware of each other.

What are you talking about?

Margaret Sorrow was
part of an experiment

Braxton and Ravencroft
were conducting.

For your participation,
you received early release.

No. They took my memories.
They stole them from me.

I'm sorry, but you did this
to yourself.

Margaret Sorrow volunteered.

The experiment was meant to
strip the bad out of criminals

and in your case, it worked.

For a while, anyway.

They gave you a new name,
a new face, a new life.

But sometimes, the
bad is just too strong.

It has a way of coming back.

No. Lies!

I want to know who I am.

And she can give
that back to me.

Don't move, Batman.

You either, bird girl.

Shiny, shiny.

Argh!

You're not going anywhere.

We don't have time for this,
Lieutenant.

Help the doctor,
I'll stop Magpie.

No! You've destroyed it.
My memories!

I'll never get them back now.
What have you done?

We can find another way.
Margaret Sorrow's still in there.

Margaret Sorrow is gone.

There is only Magpie now.

No more shiny, shiny.

Is the doctor safe, Lieutenant?

Shaken up, but fine.

She had no idea Cassie
was once Margaret Sorrow.

Makes sense. Different face,
different memories.

My guess, Magpie subconsciously
drove her here for revenge.

Well, now Margaret, Cassie, Magpie,
whatever her name, goes back to jail.

Put her back in the hole
that created her.

- Is that justice?
- That's the law.

Will I be getting
the same justice?

Yes, but not tonight.

Just so we're clear, nothing
has changed between us.

We aren't friends.

You helped me
tonight, so I owed you.

But the next time
we cross paths...

Mr. Wayne, your car is ready.

Mr. Wayne?

Hmm, someone's late.

Mr. Wayne, your car...

Mr. Wayne,
maybe you didn't hear me.

Let the tests begin.