Fire from Olympus - Transcript

Commissioner Gordon: *strikes a match and lights his pipe. Looks impatiently at his watch - 5 to midnight* What's keeping him? 

Stavros: Commissioner Gordon? 

Alex: Forget it, Stavros. Your meeting's been cancelled. *Savros runs, terrified down the alley* He's on his way, boss.

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Stavros: *runs into a dead end* No. No! *a car - personalised with the Maximillian Shipping logo - drives down the alley and stops. A figure exits the car, towering over the cowering man* Please, please. It's not what you think. I wasn't gonna say anything. Honest.

Maxie Zeus: Silence! First, you transgress against me. Then you force me to descend to the mortal plane. And now you say I know not what I think? 

Stavros: No! 

Maxie Zeus: To the depths of Tartarus with you.

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Doctor: He's a lucky guy. If those tyres hadn't absorbed the shock, he ... 

Commissioner Gordon: Just a minute. The weather was clear tonight and you say that man was struck by lightning? 

Doctor: I guess you'll have to ask him what happened whenever he wakes up.

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Batman: His name is Yanni Stavros. He works for Maximillian Shipping Lines, as a scheduler.

Commissioner Gordon: You know him?

Batman: He's been under Interpol investigation for selling vital shipping schedules to hijackers.

Commissioner Gordon: That fits. Stavros had offered to give me some information so he could cut a deal with the feds.

Batman: What kind of information? 

Commissioner Gordon: Ever hear of something called an EDC? 

Batman: The electron discharge cannon. A fourth-generation energy weapon being developed by a combined U.S.-European alliance. This prototype was stolen when being shipped overseas.

*Commissioner Gordon plays a disk on the nearby tv*

U.S Weapons Development Film Narrator: This film contains classified information on defense project 406562 the electron discharge cannon. For authorized personnel only.

Batman: And you think Stavros was either involved in the theft or knows who was.

Commissioner Gordon: I pray that he does, because if that infernal device falls into the wrong hands ... 

Batman: Maybe it already has.

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Clio: The grand jury is building another case, and I can't stop them this time. There are allegations of bribery, extortion and racketeering all pointing back to you, Max. Sure, I'm your assistant, but there's only so much I can do on my own. Max? Maxie? Come on, look at me when I'm talking to you.

Maxie Zeus: You bore me with these tales of petty human concerns.

Clio: You're doing it again, Maxie.

Maxie Zeus: You are Clio, my muse of history. Amuse me with tales of ancient times, when mortals trembled at the name of Zeus.

Clio: You want a story? I got one. There was this guy named Max, who, because he had been lucky so far in the smuggling racket, believed himself to be untouchable superior, godlike.

Maxie Zeus: There's a cynical edge to your voice I don't appreciate. Know you not I am above mortal constraints of right and wrong? 

Clio: No one is above the law, Max.

Maxie Zeus: I make my own laws. *crushes a figurine in his grasp. Clio shrinks back*

Clio: Maxie, please. Don't look at me as if you don't know me. What's happened to you? To us? After all we've been through together. After all we meant to ... *distracted by the rumblings of the Batplane's engines* What's that? 

Maxie Zeus: Who dares? Of course. Like the shadow of ebon-winged night, he rises from the dark realm. Behold, the coming of my brother, Lord Hades. 

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Maxie Zeus: Welcome, Lord Hades.

Clio: Be serious, Max. That's Batman.

Maxie Zeus: But Batman is a mere mortal. And what mortal could reach the summit of Mount Olympus and survive? Come, dark brother. Avail yourself of the nectar of the gods.

Batman: No, thanks. I just want to ask you a few questions about ... 

Maxie Zeus: Hold. The words of the gods are not for the ears of mere muses.

Clio: Yep, that's me, just a lowly muse. Whatever.

Maxie Zeus: Now, my brother, what brings you to me? Has Lord Vulcan been causing you trouble again? 

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Alex: The Batman? Upstairs? 

Maxie's Thug: What do we do? 

Alex: If his lordship wants us, he'll holler.

Clio: You're taking this too lightly, Alex. We're in trouble. Maxie's worse than ever. When was the last time he wore real clothes in the office? 

Alex: You know the boss and Greek stuff. It's his thing.

Clio: Well, his thing is about to blow this shipping firm out of the water. And maybe Maxie with it.

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Maxie Zeus: An electron discharge cannon? 

Batman: You run one of the world's largest shipping firms. I thought you might know how the hijackers moved it.

Maxie Zeus: Why should Zeus be concerned about the weapons of man when he can call forth thunderbolts of his own? *uses his thunderbolt to melt another figurine* This audience is at an end. *with a click of a button the gargoyles lining the stone columns of the temple turn and open their mouths ... they have been fitted with guns where the eyes should be* Awake, my harpies. Begone, Lord Hades. Get thee back to thine own realm. Do not come again to Olympus until bidden.

Batman: I think I get the message.

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Clio: *from the street below, she watches the Batwing leave. Begins to cry* Oh, Max, what's happening to you?

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Alex: You called, boss? I mean, thou didst summon us, O great Zeus? 

Maxie Zeus: Indeed I did. For you are to be among the first pitiful mortals to bear witness to the dawn of a new age. Soon all mortals will tremble once more at the fury of Zeus reborn.

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Clio: *weeping over a figure of the pair in Greece. It is a happier time. Both are smiling.* Come back to me, Maxie... *in a flash of lightning, Batman is illuminated. He has been watching her* What do you want? 

Batman: The same thing you do. To help Maximillian Zeus.

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Clio: *pours herself some tea* He wasn't always this way, you know. But then business got bad and he started handling cargo for the mob. After a while, with the pressure, the tension, things got confused. He's not living in the real world anymore. Maybe you can relate to that.

Batman: You're the only one who can get me close enough to help him while some of the man you knew still exists.

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*Clio drives through the Olympus Building parking garage, opening the security doors with her biometric readings. She is nervous as she passes the armed security guard on duty, but he lets her pass with no comment. She parks the car in the garage and opens the boot. 

This is as far as I can take you. Now you're on your own. *distracted by two figures nearby she looks away. Batman takes the opportunity to climb into the vents*  Batman? 

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Clio: *in the lift, it jutters and clangs to a stop* This isn't the roof. *she presses the roof button again. Nothing happens. Then suddenly the door is open. Alex is standing there. He grabs her.* 

Alex: Sorry, Ms. Droukas. Boss's orders. This is as far as you go.

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 *A GCPG blimp breaks its usual patrol route. It flies past the roof on alert for suspicious activity*

Maxie Zues: Like Bellerophon astride winged Pegasus yon foolish mortals dare encroach on sacred Olympus.

Maxie's Thug: Does he mean us?

Maxie Zeus: Get thee back unto the mortal plane.

Alex: No, Maxie. Not the cops.

*the E.D.C rotates to face the blimp. It crackles as it charges up and then shoots the police vehicle out of the air. 

Maxie's Thug: I don't believe it.

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Civilian: It's on fire!  

Civilian #2: It's gonna crash.

Civilian #3: It's gonna explode.

Civilians: Oh, no. Get back!

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Maxie Zeus: *watching the explosion in the streets below* Feel the wrath of Zeus, thou insignificant ...

Clio: Max, what have you done? You could have killed someone.

Maxie Zeus: How dare you speak with such disloyalty? 

Clio: But, Maxie, please, you know I love you.

Maxie Zeus: Clio? I'm sorry... I can't ... Thou art no longer fit to be among us. Tie her to the thunderbolt of Zeus.

Maxie's Thug: Boss, don't you think you may be carrying things a bit? *he screams as he is struck in the chest by Zeus' thunderbolt*

Maxie Zeus: Alexander, will thou do my bidding? 

Alex: Nothing personal, Ms. Droukas.

*Alex drags Clio away, her screams muffled by his hand. An alarm beeps, Maxie goes to see what it is; a proximity alarm*

Maxie Zeus: So no longer like an eagle against the sky but as a worm crawling through the dirt does Lord Hades try to regain Olympus. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair.

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*Batman walks through the dark corridor, with only a small torch to guide him. He falls through a trap door and tumbles down a chute into a large room full of Greek statues.*

Maxie Zeus: (Over radio) Heracles bested 12 labours before I received him. And so it shall be with you, bat demon.

*Batman investigates the statue of the Hydra. It hisses. It is not stone, it is three snakes coiled around a pillar. One of the snakes begins to constrict Batman, squeezing him in its bone-crushing grasp. Gasping and groaning for air, he reaches for his utility belt and in a last-ditch effort, sprays the snake in the face with knockout gas. Its grip loosens as it loses consciousness.* 

Maxie Zeus: (Over radio) So you have survived my hydra. But many more challenges await.

*A grunting echoes down the corridor, it gets louder and the ground shakes. There are squeals and oinks as a giant boar smashes through the wall. Batman lassos the charging beast, which ends in disaster as he is thrown through a plate glass window, sending him plummeting to the pavement below.*

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Maxie Zeus: *watching Batman's life signal disappear* Alas. Farewell, my dark brother.

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*Batman pulles himself up onto a flat bit of roof, jutting out halfway down the building. He grabs his grappling hook at fires, propelling him up to the top*

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Maxie Zeus: Be not afraid, my muse. For once thou hast been cleansed by the fire from Olympus thou shalt be as a goddess at my side throughout eternity. *Clio screams and protests are muffled* Let the heavens scream. Let the earth tremble. Let mortals know the gods of old live again! 

*A Batarang hits the E.D.C's control panel. It sparks*

Batman: It's over, Maxie.

Maxie Zeus: Alexander, destroy the bat demon.

Alex: But, boss, maybe we shouldn't 

Maxie Zeus: Traitors! My harpies, awake. Destroy all who oppose me.

*The "harpies" open fire on Batman and Alex. Alex dives into the swimming pool, just out of range from the barrage of rounds. Batman takes down the harpies. The E.D.C begins to warm up. Batman throws Zeus across the table as he tries to run him through with his thunderbolt. Rushing over to the computer, he taps several keys. The machine powers down. Batman frees Clio.*

Clio: Thank you, Bat... Look out.

Maxie Zeus: Begone, thou foul bat demon. *a blast from Zeus's lightning bolt throws him off the roof* Get thee back to the underworld where thee belongs. Such is the fate of all who dare to thwart the gods.

Clio: *as Maxie Zeus powers up the EDC once more* Oh, no. *noticing Batman survived* It's going to fire! 

*Batman grabs Zeus's discarded thunderbolt and hurls it at the EDC. It hits the barrel of the pulse cannon, shattering the glass and causing it to discharge bolts of electricity.*

Maxie Zeus: No! That's mine. *Maxie sprints after the thunderbolt

Clio: Maxie, no! 

Batman: Get down! 

*Batman shields Clio with his cape. Zeus is electrocuted. He flies backwards, hitting his head. The thunderbolt clatters nearby*

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Maxie Zeus: *Zeus is wheeled down a corridor in Arkham Asylum on a gurney*  Now, this is truly Olympus. Surely it can be no other place. There's beautiful Demeter, goddess of the harvest. And double-faced Janus, lord of beginnings and endings. And merry Hermes, the trickster of the gods. Now, at last, mighty Zeus is home.

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Places of Note: 

Zorbas: A Greek restaurant in Downtown Gotham. Maxie Zeus and his employees corner and attack Stavros, silencing him before he can testify to the GCPD.

The Olympus Building: The corporate headquarters for Maximillian Shipping, Zeus ordered for the roof of the building to be turned into his own Greecian temple, which he would consider his own personal Olympus. 

Trivia: 

• According to Yanni Stavros' file, he is 52 and lives at 47 Walby Street, Gotham 10068. He is a shipping scheduler. 
• The EDC Program floppy disk - File 63A.97342, weapons development - that Commissioner Gordon showed Batman contained classified information from the Department of Security, with restricted access to all but the most qualified personnel.

Maximillian Shipping Lines - Batman: The Animated Series: Season One

A shipping company owned by Maximillian Zeus, Maximillian Shipping Lines was one of the largest import/export companies in Gotham, with a vast monopoly and portfolio worth millions. Their corporate headquarters are located in The Olympus Building. 

While they appear to be a legitimate company on paper, there are several accusations that M.S.L was involved with organised crime and international smuggling rings. Furthermore, Gotham's grand jury was filing a case against Zeus on the grounds of bribery, extortion and racketeering. 

After Zeus hijacked a shipment containing a military prototype - an Electron Discharge Cannon (E.D.C)  - one of their schedulers, went rogue and attempted to testify against Zeus and the company. However, before he could meet with Commissioner Jim Gordon of the GCPD, he was assaulted by Zeus and left comatose. 

After their C.E.O. was arrested and sentenced to Arkham Asylum, the company and its assets were seized by the authorities. 

Staff: 

• Maximillian "Maxie" Zeus - C.E.O
• Clio Droukas - Personal Assistant 
• Alex - Enforcer
• Maxie's Thug - Enforcer
• Yanni Stavros - Scheduler 

The Olympus Building - Batman: The Animated Series: Season One

The corporate headquarters for Maximillian Shipping Lines, The Olympus Building was the base of operations for Maximilian "Maxie" Zeus a corrupt C.E.O with ties to Gotham's Organised Crime Families. 

While the lower half of the building is a legitimate office space, the upper levels are dedicated to Maxie's delusions that he was the reincarnation of his namesake, with a hall dedicated to Greek statues and his very own Parthenon on the rooftop.

Those who crossed Maxie and the company were killed, either by the trio of serpents in the statue room, who represent the Hydra or by a rabid wild boar that gored his prey. They were also known to attack intruders, ensuring that no one could reach the rooftop without his expressed permission. 

After Batman stopped Zeus from using a stolen E.D.C. (Electron Discharge Cannon) to ransom Gotham, the device and the building were seized by the GCPD for further investigation. 

Zorbas - Batman: The Animated Series: Season One

A Greek restaurant located in Downtown Gotham, Zorbas was implicated in a scandal when an employee of Maximillian Shipping, Yanni Stavros, was found unconscious and badly injured in a nearby alleyway. 

However, it was very quickly ruled that Stavros had been a victim of assault from his employer, Maximillian "Maxie" Zeus. 

Waiting for Good Dough - Transcripts

Narrator: The Inn Between Worlds is one of the four great Free Houses that exist outside the borders of the mystic realms... 

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Mary: Is it ready yet? 

Joh: Not yet. You can't rush it, Mary. That's the sort of thing a boy would do. 

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Edwin Paine: Charles? Must we wear all this clutter? It would be so much easier to walk on top of the snow without these silly buggers strapped to our feet. 

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Joh:  What's it like to be a boy, Mary? 

Mary: Shhh... I'm supposed to be in hiding, remember? The last thing I need to think about is how to be a boy. 

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Chares Rowland:  I know they're clumsy, Edwin but we're in disguise, remember? This is how real boys dress for the snow. 

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Joh: There's no one here but us, and I really am curious --- about Tim, I mean. 

Mary: I don't want to talk about Tim --- I'm Mary now. Tim was somebody else... a long time ago. 

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Chares Rowland:  It won't be much further -- 

Edwin Paine: Oops 

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Mary: Do you think it's still snowing? 

Joh:  *Sigh* Let's go see. I know how much boys like to play in the snow. 

Mary: (I.M) I work in the kitchens, hauling ashes out of the fireplace, washing pots and pans, and generally making myself useful in a place with the strangest patrons I've ever seen. Anyone who arrives here is welcome and safe for as long as they have coin for a pint, or someone willing to treat them to it. I'd gotten used to angels, demons, faeries and dreams; the downtrodden, the cast-offs, and the recently dead... and I didn't think much could surprise me anymore. That was before a giant snowball tossed out two dead boys who'd watched too many detective pictures on the telly after they died. 

*Edwin and Charles tumble out of a large snowball. They are sprawled out, their limbs tangled over one another groaning.* 

Joh: Are you all right? 

Chares Rowland:  We're fine. 

Edwin Paine:  Quite all right, thank you. I stumbled over these silly contraptions. I've never used them before. 

Mary: You're lucky you're still alive after a tumble like that. 

Joh: Shh, can't you see they're already dead? You know how confused they become if you point it out. 

Mary:  (I.M) The recently dead often wander in here, not knowing their lives have ended. But these two were different- I'd met them before and they knew perfectly well that they were dead. They just didn't want anyone else to know it, not even Death herself... I didn't know what had brought them here. I just hoped it didn't have anything to do with me. That's the problem with hoping--it so often leads to disappointment. 

Chares Rowland: I'm Charles Rowland and this is Edwin-- 

Edwin Paine: Edwin Paine! 

Joh:  What's this? Look, Mary. It's --- 

Mary:  It's Tim --- that boy who was here a while ago. You remember... *elbows Joh in the ribs* the one who didn't stay long. 

Joh:  Oh, yeah. That Tim. 

Chares & Edwin: Hmmm. 

Chares & Edwin & Mary & Joh:  Would you excuse me for a moment? 

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Joh: Do you mind telling me why two dead boys are carrying your picture around? 

Mary: Because they aren't ordinary dead boys --- they know they're dead, and they think they're detectives. And that means... 

Joh:  You're their case. 

Mary: But they don't know it's me --- so let's be careful and keep it that way. 

Joh:  But why are they looking for you? 

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Edwin Paine:  The game's afoot, Charles. I'd say those two know more about Tim Hunter than they're letting on. 

Chares Rowland:  Well, there's two of us and two of them... that's the way it always is on a case... the dames hold the key. 

Edwin Paine:  Oh, dear. I wasn't much of a fighter when I was alive -- and I don't think I've improved much since then. 

Chares Rowland:  Don't be a twit, Edwin--- we don't have to resort to violence. We'll just do what detectives do best... we're going to make those birds sing like canaries. 

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Chares Rowland:  This is an interesting place you live in, Mary... lots of unusual people. 

Edwin Paine:  Well, gorgeous... been working here long? 

Joh:  Huh? 

Edwin Paine:  Uh... have you been... uh... working here...long? 

Joh:  Maybe we should catch up with Mary and Charles. We don't want to get left behind. 

Edwin Paine:  Oh, let them be --- they probably want to be alone. And we can use the time to get to know each other better. 

Joh:   Ouch! Something pinched me! ... Edwin, are you trying to flirt with me? 

Edwin Paine:  Uh... Yeah.. sort of. I'm sorry? 

Joh:  You didn't really think I'd fall for that? What kind of a girl do you think I am? 

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Chares Rowland:  What's wrong with her? 

Mary: She's dead. 

Chares Rowland:  Dead? 

Mary: And he's a dream, that's an angel. Or a devil. You can't tell in their leathers. And those are flitlings from faerie. 

Chares Rowland: That's a bit of just about everything. Do you get many boys here? 

Mary: Not so many. 

Chares Rowland:  Then you must remember the few you do meet... you sure know a lot about things. 

Mary:  I know a dead person when I see one. 

Chares Rowland:  And I know a pretty girl when I see one. 

Mary:  You think I'm pretty?

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Edwin Paine:  *pecks Joh on the lips, much to her surprise* Mistletoe.*Joh stomps on his foot, it hurts, surprising him.* Ow! Jumpin' jackrabbits! Why'd you do that?! 

Joh:  Missiletoes. 

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Chares Rowland:  Just about the prettiest girl I've ever seen. And I've seen plenty.

Mary:  Some people say I look just like my mother.

Chares Rowland:  Well, she must have been beautiful.

Mary:  What about my hair? It's sort of mousy, isn't it?

Chares Rowland:  Brown's my favourite colour. Who doesn't love brown?

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Joh:  What are they talking about?

Edwin Paine:  Oh, you know he's a boy, and she's a girl... They make a lovely couple, don't you think?

Joh:  Hmmph. So... How long have you been looking for Tim Hunter?

Edwin Paine:  Not so long... And it's not easy finding the greatest mage in all the world. But we find him -- we always get our man. Say... What are you trying to do? I thought I was the one asking the questions. Joh? Are you even listening to me?

Joh:  Hmm...

Edwin Paine:  Joh! Where are you going...? Was it something I said?

Edwin Paine: ... She doesn't seem to fancy me much. Perhaps I'm not going about it properly.

Chares Rowland:  Don't be silly. You're perfectly charming.

Edwin Paine: Well. Your Mary certainly seems to fancy you.

Chares Rowland:  She's putty in my hands, Edwin...putty in my hands.

Edwin Paine: Be gentle with her, Charles... You can be such a heartbreaker.

The Driver:  Bring out your dead!

Chares & Edwin: Did someone say dead?

Joh:  Oh, that's just the carriage come to carry the dead back where they belong. We've had so many wandering in here lately... It gets to be a real nuisance.

Chares Rowland:  Well. That's very interesting.

Edwin Paine: Not so interesting to us, of course... Not being dead.

Chares & Edwin: Ha ha

Edwin Paine: Will you look at the time, Charles.

Chares Rowland:  We're terribly late, aren't we?

Edwin Paine: We really must be going.

The Driver:  What do we have here? A couple of dead boys sneaking off to the living lands?

Chares & Edwin: *Yack!* 

The Driver:  Come along on my carriage, you two scoundrels --- I've a pair of seats just right for the likes of you.

Edwin Paine: No, we aren't dead! We're detectives!

Chares Rowland:  We're working a very important case!

Edwin Paine: You're making a terrible mistake!

Chares Rowland:  Don't listen to him, Mary-- He's got us confused with two other boys.

Edwin Paine: That's it --- A clear case of mistaken identity.

The Driver:  Simmer down now no bothering the other passengers. It's a lovely day for a journey.

Edwin Paine: You can't do this -- We've got rights... Haven't we?

The Driver:  Enjoy it while you can... You never know when it might be your last!

Chares & Edwin: This is how we're going, to escape...

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Joh:  Don't look at me like that --- He'll let them escape when they're well away from here. The driver's just doing me a favour and giving them a good scare. You know they don't force anyone back to the land of the dead against their will --- If they even have a will --- Which most of them don't.

Mary: You did that?

Joh:  One of us had to do something, and it certainly wasn't going to be you. Not with that Charles making cow eyes at you.

Mary: He wasn't doing that -- He just liked Mary. And there's nothing wrong with her getting a bit of attention for once.

Joh:  If you call being hit on by dead boys "attention". I think it's much nicer when someone living likes you for who you really are. Unless, of course, you have something to hide... Timothy Hunter, eh? Mary? What's it like being the greatest mage of your time?

Mary: *Sigh*

The Bonds of Friends and Lovers - Transcripts

Kyle Rayner: So, will you? Will you marry me?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Oh, Kyle...

Kyle Rayner: Yeah...?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: You angel...you are a loving little angel...

Kyle Rayner: I am?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: You are. You are my sweet--beautiful--brave--incredibly stupid, stupid man.

Kyle Rayner: Whu?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: So stupid! So very, very, unbelievably stupid!!

Kyle Rayner: "Stupid..."?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Yes! Do you know how much I love you? Do you have any idea how crazy-out-of-head-in-love with you I am?

Kyle Rayner: Oh yeah... This whole "stupid" thing is the real indicator...

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Kyle, what is the matter with you? Why are you doing this?

Kyle Rayner: I assume that this is a "no."

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Of course, this is a "no"! Kyle! We just got this right. If you would have asked me six months ago the odds on us rekindling a relationship...

Kyle Rayner: They would fare less than the Cubs winning the series.

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: You've lost me on the sports reference but yeah-- it would have been bad.

Kyle Rayner: But c'mon... things are so good, Jen, please.

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: I love you, but it's just too soon. We haven't even had our first fight.

Kyle Rayner: We've had lots of fights. Doozies. You've called me an "idiot" more than Guy Gardner, and he calls me an idiot a lot.

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: No fights since we got back together.

Kyle Rayner: We can fight, that's no problem. You keep tidying up the bathroom-- I can't find anything. Where's my "Who's your daddy?" tank top? Where the hell is my toothbrush recharger?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: In the dirty laundry hamper. And on the windowsill. I do so love you.

Kyle Rayner: I love you, too. So, it's "no."

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Yes, but think of it more as a "not yet." Okay? Hmm, stop pouting. At least I didn't give you any guff about proposing with a ring you got from Batman. "Hey, big spender"! Most fellas in New York would shop at Tiffany's rather than the Batcave.

Kyle Rayner: Then, I'll just give it back to him-- or keep it myself. I can wear them both. Maybe as cufflinks. Earrings...

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: No, I want it. Can I, please? I wanna be a Green Lantern again.

Kyle Rayner: Oh ho ho, you turn me down but you want to keep the ring. Geez, lady, you got less class than a grade school in a retirement community.

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: C'mon-- gimme.

Kyle Rayner: Welcome back, another Emerald Warrior patrols the major metropolitan area.

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Wooh! Check me out. "And the bride wore green."

Kyle Rayner: Okay, now you're being mean!

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Terry Berg: Hey, boss-man! Am I early? Or is Andre late? That man is always late... You'd think an art director of a major magazine would know something about punctuality. Y'know-- deadlines and all.

Kyle Rayner: Don't know. I think he's late.

Terry Berg: Whoa. Who spit in your punch bowl?

Kyle Rayner: I guess Jen did. But I suppose I kinda shot myself in the foot on this one...

Terry Berg: What happened?

Kyle Rayner: Well... I asked Jen to marry me.

Terry Berg: What?!

Kyle Rayner: Yeah, I know. That was sort of Jen's reaction, she said she loves me but I'm rushing things. I suppose she's right. But we've been so happy since we got back together... Nah, she's probably right. Sometimes I don't think things through enough.

Terry Berg: No kidding.

Kyle Rayner: What-- you think it's too soon, huh?

Terry Berg: I don't think anything, I don't care.

Kyle Rayner: Terry ... What is that about?

Terry Berg: It's not about anything. I just don't care what's going on with your "girlfriend."

Kyle Rayner: Look, I know that Jen and I spend a lot of time together. But it hasn't affected our work, or our deadlines, so, don't be rude, okay?

Terry Berg: I'm rude?! I'm rude?! I'm not the one who never shuts up about his girlfriend. All the time-- on and on and on --what makes you think anyone wants to hear about it?!

Kyle Rayner: Hey--

Terry Berg: And now, you want to marry her? Didn't she dump you once? Man, if you want to be that big a freaking sap, fine, but quit boring me with it.

Kyle Rayner: Terry.

Terry Berg: Green-skinned freak.

Kyle Rayner: Hey! That's it! What the hell is the matter with you? What has Jen ever done to you?! She's been nothing but nice and you pull this garbage? What is it about her that's got you so damned angry?! ... Terry...?

Terry Berg: I'm not angry with her.

Kyle Rayner: Then who? With me...? Why are you angry with me?

Terry Berg: Because I don't want you to be with her. Because...

Kyle Rayner: Why? Terry-- wait-- get back in here! What are you talking about...? Why don't you want me to be with her? Oh. Oh, Rayner, you are just the slowest man on earth.

Andre Choi: So sorry I'm late--I couldn't get a cab. And I stopped to get shoes from Lyles. Where's young Mr. Berg? Let's get lunch.

Kyle Rayner: I don't think he'll be coming. We just got into... kind of a fight. I think Terry just, well... just came out to me. I think he has a crush on me or something. I'm not sure.

Andre Choi: Wow, was he upset?

Kyle Rayner: Yeah, I don't know what to say to him... What was it like for you? When you came out?

Andre Choi: Came out of what?

Kyle Rayner: Well, "the closet when you told people you were gay?"

Andre Choi: Why does everyone think I'm gay?! I'm so sorry I'm thin. I'm sorry I dress well. That I have earrings. That I'm an art director. I don't like show tunes. Disco does nothing for me and I'm attracted to women. Not. Gay. God, what about you, man. You're an unmarried artist living in Greenwich Village. What do you think people say about you?

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Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Boy. Have you insulted anyone else about their sexual orientation this afternoon?

Kyle Rayner: No, just two. But the day isn't over... Andre wasn't mad really. It's Terry that I'm worried about. I never saw this coming.

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: You didn't?

Kyle Rayner: I should have?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: It's fairly obvious to me that he seemed a little sweet on you. I thought it was cute. It's really hard, though, being so young and questioning your sexuality. John thought Terry might say something.

Kyle Rayner: "John thought--"? John knew about this?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Yeah, John's brother is gay. He said he came out when he was seventeen.

Kyle Rayner: Am I just the last person in the world to pick up on stuff?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: Pretty much. But most of us find it endearing.

 Kyle Rayner: Man. I suppose we should do something about Terry, find him a therapist or something.

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: A therapist? What is the matter with you-- he doesn't need to talk to a therapist. He needs to talk to you, stupid. You mean a lot to him. He's confused, embarrassed and frightened. He needs to hear that he's going to be all right. And he should hear it from you.

Kyle Rayner: Y'know, that's the second time you called me stupid today.

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: You're the one running up this tab, pretty boy, I'm just giving you the bill.

Kyle Rayner: Okay. What do I say to him?

Jennifer-Lynn Hayden: You tell him the truth.

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Maplewood, New Jersey

Elaine "Tracie" Berg: He's right upstairs, Kyle. Second door on the right.

Kyle Rayner: Thanks, Mrs, Berg 

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Kyle Rayner: ... Hey.

Terry Berg: ... Hey.

 

Kyle Rayner: I assume you heard me come in downstairs. I was just talking with your mom. She's a really nice lady. ... Listen, you can kick me out if you want, but I'd like to talk.

Terry Berg: About what?

Kyle Rayner: About you. About what's bothering you. About you and me. ... So ... Were you trying to tell me you're gay?

Terry Berg: I don't know what I am.

Kyle Rayner: Yeah, I hear that happens a lot. It's a very confusing time, and I don't really have a lot of insight on this subject. But I do know this -- it's perfectly normal to ask these questions about yourself. It's just a part of discovering who you are. And if you are gay, well, that's okay too. And never forget that there is nothing wrong with you. You hear me? There is nothing wrong with you. You didn't choose to be gay. You just are. It doesn't make you bad. Some people say it's a sin, but I certainly don't think so. It's just who you are. And it's okay to talk about it. You can talk about it with me. As far as you and me-- Terry, I'm flattered. I think someone would be incredibly lucky to have an amazing person like you in their life, but I'm with someone.

Terry Berg: And you're not gay.

Kyle Rayner: No, I'm not. And you're sixteen. And, like I said, I'm with someone. You are my friend. You mean an awful lot to me, and my world is better for having you in it. I like you, Terry, you make me laugh, and I can rely on you. You are a real good friend. I hope this doesn't change that. Now, I want you to get on your feet and give me a hug. But if you grab my butt it will just ruin this whole beautiful moment.

Terry Berg: Your butt's not so great.

Kyle Rayner: You wound me, sir, I have a magnificent tuckus.

Terry Berg: Thanks, Kyle. Most people don't want to talk about this.

 

 Kyle Rayner: Hey, in this room right now, there's one person who was brave today. And it wasn't me.

Firefly - Gotham Knights

A notorious arsonist in Gotham City, Firefly's criminal activities frequently brought him into conflict with the city’s law enforcement and vigilantes, including Batman.

During the funeral service of Police Commissioner Jim Gordon at St. Faustina Church, Firefly attempted to commit a dual crime: destroying one of Gotham’s key institutions and murdering the more than two hundred police officers in attendance. However, his arrogance led to his downfall. He was arrested within minutes of initiating his attack, overwhelmed by the significant police presence. This incident is remembered by Nightwing as one of the rare occasions when Batman’s intervention was not required for a high-profile GCPD arrest.

St. Faustina Church - Gotham Knights

While it may not be the biggest church in Gotham City, with the larger St. Joseph Church to the west and Gotham Cathedral in the Historical District, St. Faustina Church has become an important place of worship and religious services. 

It is the primary venue for most public funerals, including several of Gotham City's mayors, who were laid to rest in the adjacent cemetery. It is also where GCPD Commissioner Jim Gordon had his infamous funeral, where the costumed criminal Firefly attempted to burn down the church and kill every GCPD officer - over 200 personnel - in attendance. This backfired on the arsonist, who was arrested within minutes of the assault. This was one of the few instances where Batman's assistance was not needed. 

St Faustina also holds great significance to Gotham's criminal underworld, with members from the Falcones and the Maronis often frequenting the church. It is one of the few places in the city where these rival crime families maintain a truce, abstaining from violence within its walls.