The Batman (2004–2008): Season 4, Episode 1 - A Matter of Family - full transcript
When the circus comes to Gotham, ruthless crime boss Tony Zucco demands protection money from the Flying Graysons, a family of trapeze artists. They refuse to pay and Zucco exacts revenge, leaving Dick, the youngest Grayson, an orphan. Having experienced a similar tragedy himself, Batman is driven to take down Zucco and in the process discovers an unexpected bond with Dick.
I think it's time for practice.
That must mean you finished
everything on your plate, Dick?
Okay, okay. Let's go.
Woo-hoo!
I'm telling you, Mary,
a leash is the only answer for that boy.
Wait for us, son.
Dick, your father said to wait.
Looks like the circus is in town.
Tony Zucco. Welcome to Gotham City.
John Grayson, the circus manager.
Can I help you?
I'd like to think
I'm here to help you, John.
For a small fee...
my brothers and I,
we'll provide your circus with protection.
Protection?
I'm not sure I understand
why we would need your protection.
Humph.
I come from circus folk myself.
So let me put this in terms
you can understand.
You don't pay us,
and you'll have to deal with a strongman...
A lion tamer...
And a juggler.
- Stop.
- Dick!
You've got quite a family here, John.
My pops always said,
"Family's the most important thing."
I know,
my brothers mean the world to me.
I'm not sure what I'd do
if something happened to them.
Let me be blunt, John.
I don't think this circus or your family
can afford not having our protection.
Funny. Because I think we can.
And what makes you
so sure about that, sonny?
I called the police five minutes ago.
And guess who intercepted that call.
Come on. We gotta go!
Our family has been divided.
I think we should return the favor.
Okay, Dick, come on out now.
No. I look like a loser.
Your mother put a lot of work
into the new costumes.
Well, are you gonna just stand there?
Is there a reason why this costume
has to be so colorful?
Because when I see you up there, Richard,
you make me think of a little robin.
Ugh! A robin? Like the bird?
You know, kids my age get beat up
for nicknames like that.
How about if we call you
our Flying Squirrel?
Better?
You know, Dad, I'm not the only one
who looks like a loser.
Loser? I'll teach you.
Oh, John...
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls...
children of all ages.
I present to you
the fearless Flying Graysons.
As always,
performing their daring feats...
without the safety of a net.
Aren't they fantastic?
Ah!
And now, the youngest
member of this amazing family.
Huh?
Dick!
No!
I think the Flying Graysons
might have to change their name.
Hello, Dick. I'm Bruce Wayne.
I'm sorry about your loss.
Thanks, Mr. Wayne, for everything.
I heard you paid for all this.
So how are you holding up?
I'll be okay.
At least,
that's what everyone's been telling me.
I miss them. It's just not fair.
Anyway, thanks again.
His parents were all the family
that boy had.
That's why I've decided to take him in
as a foster son.
If he'll have me.
I was lucky enough to have you...
to guide me through those dark days,
Alfred.
Dick deserves the same.
Welcome home, Dick.
Dinner is served.
I think this table might be bigger
than my family's entire trailer.
Indeed. it can seat 22
and sleep half that number.
Now, be sure you finish
everything on your plate.
So where's Bruce?
He's never around, is he?
Unfortunately,
his work demands much of his time.
Master Dick has been asking for you.
I can't sit back and wait for the police
to link the Zuccos to the crime.
Now that the boy is part of this family...
I suspect he may need a father figure
more than he needs a crime fighter.
The criminal responsible for my parents'
death was never brought to justice, Alfred.
That's a burden I won't let Dick carry.
Boss Zucco and his brothers...
have been harassing
Gotham business owners for years.
So far, my only lead is a toothpick
I found at the circus...
carrying traces of Zucco's DNA.
That would seem to only confirm
what you already know, his involvement.
This specific brand of toothpick...
is carried in only two places
in Gotham, Alfred.
Garrett's Family Restaurant
and the Ice Pick Club.
Password?
Tony Zucco.
Where is he?
You got a lot of guts
coming onto our turf like this.
Come on. Let's get out of here!
Where is Zucco?
I don't know. He's laying low.
But his brothers, they're still
shaking down parts of Old Gotham.
You'll find them there.
Tell Zucco I'm coming.
Tell him I'm coming for all of them.
Master Dick, could I see you? Chop-chop.
Huh?
I thought you might want to see this.
One day, Alfred,
Zucco's gonna have to pay for what he did.
I'm gonna make sure of that.
We should prepare for dinner.
Perhaps, Master Bruce
will even join us this evening.
And perhaps monkeys
will fly out of my butt.
And, uh, give me one of those.
Huh?
Huh!
- Huh?
- I want answers.
Where is Zucco?
No way I rat out family.
You already have.
Huh!
Huh?
Wow.
Wow, wow, wow.
Batman. Huh!
Uh-oh.
You're...?
Under the circumstances...
it was only a matter of time
before you learned my secret.
Okay. Let's talk about what you saw.
You're the Batman. The Dark Knight.
The world's greatest detective.
That's you.
And it's in large part
why you haven't seen a lot of me lately.
I don't want your childhood
to be consumed by revenge.
Like mine was.
You're going after Zucco, aren't you?
No, that's for me.
I wanna make sure he gets
what's coming to him.
Maybe we should finish this
in the morning.
It's late.
Late for Bruce Wayne...
early for the Batman.
Zucco!
I know you're here.
If I find Batman, I find Zucco.
The circus.
But I can't go dressed like this.
Morning, sunshine.
You know, being here
has really brought back memories.
Believe it or not, once upon a time,
my pops and I were in the circus.
We were knife throwers.
Well, I threw the knives
and Dad hoped I wouldn't hit him.
It was quite an act, really.
We put him on a board,
just like the one you're on.
And I'd say, "Ladies and gentlemen,
please don't try this at home."
I'm a trained professional."
Then my dad would say:
"I knew we should have given you
piano lessons instead."
Always good for a laugh.
Why'd you give up
such a promising career?
Well, one day, I missed.
Huh?
So Batman's got family too. Cute.
Ah!
Didn't your parents ever teach you
any manners?
I watched you take down my brother,
Batman.
Now, it's your turn to watch.
Aah!
Huh? Aarggh!
Huh?
Zucco!
Ugh!
Nice save.
But I thought you wanted Zucco
to get what was coming to him.
Well, he did, didn't he? Justice.
I've been thinking, Dick.
I'm not sure Bruce Wayne
has what it takes to raise you properly.
Yeah, kind of noticed he's never around.
But if not Bruce Wayne,
what about the Batman?
We'd have to give you a name.
How about Robin?
Like the bird?
It's a family name.
That must mean you finished
everything on your plate, Dick?
Okay, okay. Let's go.
Woo-hoo!
I'm telling you, Mary,
a leash is the only answer for that boy.
Wait for us, son.
Dick, your father said to wait.
Looks like the circus is in town.
Tony Zucco. Welcome to Gotham City.
John Grayson, the circus manager.
Can I help you?
I'd like to think
I'm here to help you, John.
For a small fee...
my brothers and I,
we'll provide your circus with protection.
Protection?
I'm not sure I understand
why we would need your protection.
Humph.
I come from circus folk myself.
So let me put this in terms
you can understand.
You don't pay us,
and you'll have to deal with a strongman...
A lion tamer...
And a juggler.
- Stop.
- Dick!
You've got quite a family here, John.
My pops always said,
"Family's the most important thing."
I know,
my brothers mean the world to me.
I'm not sure what I'd do
if something happened to them.
Let me be blunt, John.
I don't think this circus or your family
can afford not having our protection.
Funny. Because I think we can.
And what makes you
so sure about that, sonny?
I called the police five minutes ago.
And guess who intercepted that call.
Come on. We gotta go!
Our family has been divided.
I think we should return the favor.
Okay, Dick, come on out now.
No. I look like a loser.
Your mother put a lot of work
into the new costumes.
Well, are you gonna just stand there?
Is there a reason why this costume
has to be so colorful?
Because when I see you up there, Richard,
you make me think of a little robin.
Ugh! A robin? Like the bird?
You know, kids my age get beat up
for nicknames like that.
How about if we call you
our Flying Squirrel?
Better?
You know, Dad, I'm not the only one
who looks like a loser.
Loser? I'll teach you.
Oh, John...
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls...
children of all ages.
I present to you
the fearless Flying Graysons.
As always,
performing their daring feats...
without the safety of a net.
Aren't they fantastic?
Ah!
And now, the youngest
member of this amazing family.
Huh?
Dick!
No!
I think the Flying Graysons
might have to change their name.
Hello, Dick. I'm Bruce Wayne.
I'm sorry about your loss.
Thanks, Mr. Wayne, for everything.
I heard you paid for all this.
So how are you holding up?
I'll be okay.
At least,
that's what everyone's been telling me.
I miss them. It's just not fair.
Anyway, thanks again.
His parents were all the family
that boy had.
That's why I've decided to take him in
as a foster son.
If he'll have me.
I was lucky enough to have you...
to guide me through those dark days,
Alfred.
Dick deserves the same.
Welcome home, Dick.
Dinner is served.
I think this table might be bigger
than my family's entire trailer.
Indeed. it can seat 22
and sleep half that number.
Now, be sure you finish
everything on your plate.
So where's Bruce?
He's never around, is he?
Unfortunately,
his work demands much of his time.
Master Dick has been asking for you.
I can't sit back and wait for the police
to link the Zuccos to the crime.
Now that the boy is part of this family...
I suspect he may need a father figure
more than he needs a crime fighter.
The criminal responsible for my parents'
death was never brought to justice, Alfred.
That's a burden I won't let Dick carry.
Boss Zucco and his brothers...
have been harassing
Gotham business owners for years.
So far, my only lead is a toothpick
I found at the circus...
carrying traces of Zucco's DNA.
That would seem to only confirm
what you already know, his involvement.
This specific brand of toothpick...
is carried in only two places
in Gotham, Alfred.
Garrett's Family Restaurant
and the Ice Pick Club.
Password?
Tony Zucco.
Where is he?
You got a lot of guts
coming onto our turf like this.
Come on. Let's get out of here!
Where is Zucco?
I don't know. He's laying low.
But his brothers, they're still
shaking down parts of Old Gotham.
You'll find them there.
Tell Zucco I'm coming.
Tell him I'm coming for all of them.
Master Dick, could I see you? Chop-chop.
Huh?
I thought you might want to see this.
One day, Alfred,
Zucco's gonna have to pay for what he did.
I'm gonna make sure of that.
We should prepare for dinner.
Perhaps, Master Bruce
will even join us this evening.
And perhaps monkeys
will fly out of my butt.
And, uh, give me one of those.
Huh?
Huh!
- Huh?
- I want answers.
Where is Zucco?
No way I rat out family.
You already have.
Huh!
Huh?
Wow.
Wow, wow, wow.
Batman. Huh!
Uh-oh.
You're...?
Under the circumstances...
it was only a matter of time
before you learned my secret.
Okay. Let's talk about what you saw.
You're the Batman. The Dark Knight.
The world's greatest detective.
That's you.
And it's in large part
why you haven't seen a lot of me lately.
I don't want your childhood
to be consumed by revenge.
Like mine was.
You're going after Zucco, aren't you?
No, that's for me.
I wanna make sure he gets
what's coming to him.
Maybe we should finish this
in the morning.
It's late.
Late for Bruce Wayne...
early for the Batman.
Zucco!
I know you're here.
If I find Batman, I find Zucco.
The circus.
But I can't go dressed like this.
Morning, sunshine.
You know, being here
has really brought back memories.
Believe it or not, once upon a time,
my pops and I were in the circus.
We were knife throwers.
Well, I threw the knives
and Dad hoped I wouldn't hit him.
It was quite an act, really.
We put him on a board,
just like the one you're on.
And I'd say, "Ladies and gentlemen,
please don't try this at home."
I'm a trained professional."
Then my dad would say:
"I knew we should have given you
piano lessons instead."
Always good for a laugh.
Why'd you give up
such a promising career?
Well, one day, I missed.
Huh?
So Batman's got family too. Cute.
Ah!
Didn't your parents ever teach you
any manners?
I watched you take down my brother,
Batman.
Now, it's your turn to watch.
Aah!
Huh? Aarggh!
Huh?
Zucco!
Ugh!
Nice save.
But I thought you wanted Zucco
to get what was coming to him.
Well, he did, didn't he? Justice.
I've been thinking, Dick.
I'm not sure Bruce Wayne
has what it takes to raise you properly.
Yeah, kind of noticed he's never around.
But if not Bruce Wayne,
what about the Batman?
We'd have to give you a name.
How about Robin?
Like the bird?
It's a family name.