Batman: The Brave and the Bold

Previously on Batman: The Brave and the Bold:

The phase oscillator.

A bridge to parallel Earths.

Owlman's a parallel me.

An evil one.

Where you going?

To get answers.

- Red Hood, stay down. I'm here to help. - You're from the parallel world.

Whoever he is, I hope my counterpart on your world

will have a chance to repay you.

Hands up, Batman. You're under arrest.

This is clearly a mistake.

I'll just explain.

Your reign of terror in Gotham is over, freak.

Or maybe not.

Hey, uh--

What? Huh?

Batman's heading west on Haney.

Suspect known to be armed and very dangerous.

I return from the world of opposites,

only to find my own has gone topsy-turvy.

And according to the date, I've been gone three weeks.

Seems the phase oscillator does more than simply bridge worlds.

It warps time.

Of course, looks like I wasn't the only one playing dress-up on a parallel world.

Welcome home, Dark Knight.

Owlman. You beat my fail-safe holding cell.

A titanium alloy, seven pin, eight cam lock with only three layers of redundancy?

That wouldn't have stopped you.

Since you're alive, that means you defeated my friends and freed my enemies.

Impressive.

I bet you'd like the keys to your life back now, such as it is.

And you'd like the phase oscillator

so you can go home and prepare an invasion.

You're a hard bat to pin down, old friend.

Hero one second, villain the next.

Green Arrow, the criminal you're after isn't me.

He's my evil double from a parallel world.

Right.

I have spider holes like this all over Gotham, built to surprise my enemies.

Never expected to use them to save myself.

Bat's knocked out two guards.

Blew up a lot of cash and got away from me.

Whatever his game is, he's going down tonight.

And no, O'Brian, your assistance is not required.

Bat's in my crosshairs.

And to think, all those lectures you gave me

about staying on the straight and narrow.

How does he do that?

No response from the car.

Of course, Owlman stole it and reprogrammed it.

Blind alley.

He's trapped.

So this is how it ends.

Not in battle against criminals, but taken down by my own best friends.

How does he do that?

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Batman, our game was so simple.

Brooding hero, dashing, devil-may-care villain.

I strap you to a drill press, you lock me in a rubber room.

And it's fits and giggles until Aunt Fanny comes home.

But if you think you can switch sides and out-criminal the clown prince of crime,

it's only fair to warn you,

I always blow away the competition.

Recently, business has been lousy,

but I'm about to make a real killing.

Huh, never could take a joke.

- But I can deliver a punchline. - Hold the trolley.

I don't wanna fight.

I wanna be partners.

Assuming you're you and not that pointy-eared fake-in-a-cape.

How do you know about my imposter?

Still wound tighter than a straightjacket, I see.

Ah, you're the dull deal, all right.

And as for your doppel-gangster...

You see, he messed with the natural order.

Not your style at all.

Batman, a worse threat to Gotham than the harlequin of hate?

Why, it's libelous, I say!

You know it's always been my gift to bring smiles to others.

But inside, I'm one very sad clown.

So crazy thought.

You and I team against our common foe.

Only a twisted diseased mind like yours could think of such a plan.

I'll deal with Owlman myself.

You need me, Sunny Jim.

If the new you is as good at being bad as the old you is at being you,

then neither of you can beat the other on your own, see?

But if Owlman's another you, he craves control.

And who better to take down a control freak than the nemesis of order,

the clown prince of chaos, moi.

Just think about how many times I've nearly punched your ticket.

The clown's crazy, but he's onto something.

Adding an unexpected element to the mix could tip things in my favor.

Found him.

And he's not alone.

So shall we take your car

or mine?

That's the clown's car. Stop it.

So how we doing?

Did we get them?

You're an idiot.

We need to go somewhere safe to figure out our next move.

But Owlman has the Batmobile.

Stop.

Good thing I keep a spare.

We'll make the bestest team ever.

Joker and Batman.

Fine, Batman and Joker. Take top billing.

Why is it always me compromising for the sake of the act?

Joker, if we're going to work together, I need your word you won't hurt anyone.

Hmm, not really me, but what the heck.

I'm in. Put her there.

Oopsy-Batsy, old habits.

Speaking of old, they don't build 'em like this anymore.

- So, what's this one do? - Don't touch that.

- What's this do? - Don't touch that.

- What's this one do? - Don't touch that.

Oh, shiny. What does this one do?

You really don't wanna touch that.

Told you not to touch it.

My, what big ears you have.