Previously on Batman Beyond...
I asked you here, Warren, to clear up any misconceptions,
you might have gotten from that incident with Mr. Telly.
Harry simply suffered an alergic reaction to a chemical compound in the lab.
Oh, Warren.
There seems to be a file missing, from Harry's records.
Would you know, where it is?
Leave 'em alone.
And get of my property.
My medicine.
At the house.
Dad?
Oh, my god.
Listen to me! Something stinks in your company!
I think it cost my old man his life!
The answer's on this!
Vayger :)
It's worse then I though.
It's some kind of new DNA mutagen.
Powers is making nerve gas.
He's using my company, to make nerve gas.
Stay away from that. - Synaptic controls,
neuromuscular amplicifation, flight capability.
This thing might be old, but it's still cutting edge.
That it amlifies your strength by at least 10 to 1.
I told you, not to touch it!
But, aren't you gonna go to... - No!
You built that company and now Powers is making nerve gas there!
You gotta do somethin'!
Your Batman.
I was Batman.
Give this to commissioner Barbara Gordon.
Tell her, I sent you. - The cops?
They'll never be able to... - Do it!
Something happened to you, didn' it?
And it was just, that you got old.
Hey!
Oops!
Hello, Terry! Ever had a ride in a limo?
My dad always told me, to never take rides from strangers.
Who's a stranger? Besides, you dad's not around any more.
Be smart, Terry. Get in.
I'll pass.
Let go of me!
What are you doin'? You some kinda sicko?
Help! Help!
That won't do you any good, Terry.
Why don't you make it easy on yourself
and give me back my disc. - What disc?
You know, what I'm talking about.
All right.
If he let's go.
Happy?
Enough!
Well, at least I've got the evidence.
Gotham rolled out the red carpet today
for Kasnien minister of commerce, Vilmos Egans.
Mr. Egans is here to take part in the world trade confer
and was greated by, no less then Wayne-Powers CEO, Derek Powers.
What is it?
What's the matter, boy?
Better.
It's the ultimate in germ warfare.
I viral mutagen so quick acting and completely invasive,
no living cell can resist it. It all began on experiments on plants.
Impressive. But we're looking to do more,
then wipe out our enemies crops, Mr. Powers.
Keep watching.
This was our first experiment with livestock.
I trust the film puts to rest every lingering doubt, Mr. Egans.
As you can see, the results are the same.
Even with animals. - And humans?
You've tested it on them, too?
The laws here aren't as liberal about that sort of thing
as they are in your country, but we did have a little accident.
One of my workers. Terrible thing.
It was a gas leak in his lab.
This is what he looked like the next day.
Two hours later.
And hour after that.
There is no cure?
Extreme heat or radiation, but at this stage it's obviously
not a option.
Dust to dust.
Consider what a real dose of this gas could do to those
six armoured divisons, your neighbours keep on your boarder.
Gone.
In a matter of hours.
Delivery? It's in progress?
My men are loading the canisters as we speak.
They leave tonight on hover transport.
My assistent, Mr. Fixx, will personaly supervise the shipment.
Excellent.
Good bye, Mr. Powers. I will see you again, soon.
I hope.
Yes, soon!
Mr. Fixx! Any word on the kid?
Not yet, but they're looking.
I don't have to tell you, how importante this deal is to Wayne-Powers.
It's going to open the entire eastern block for us,
so I don't need it spoiled by a snot nose punk.
I took care of his old man, didn't I?
Little early for Halloween.
But just in time for Fall.
Hit the alarms!
It's Powers! What's going on?
Batman?
Or some guy, dressed like 'em. We're cutting him off.
Shouldn't be a problem.
Batman?
McGinnies? Can you hear me?
Who... Who's that?
It's Wayne.
Mr. Wayne?
Where are you?
On the radio receiver in your mask.
Now, listen to me, McGinnis.
I want that suit back and I want it now.
Now is not a good time.
That suit is not yours!
You had no right!
Somebody had to do something.
You sure weren't about to.
I'm warrning you.
He's over there! Over there!
This suit works even better, then I though it would.
This is your last chance. Better take it.
No, thanks.
Havin' too much fun.
Fun, huh?
He's mine!
Hey, I can't move. What you do?
It's a fail safe device. Paralysis the suit.
In case the wrong person gets into it.
But, you can't.
I just did.
Hey! Hey!
Come on. You gotta help me.
Out of the way!
Wayne, they're gonna kill me.
Yeah!
McGinnis, I gave you a brake.
Now, bring that suit back.
Love to, but I got these guards all over me.
There's a broom closet on the north wall.
Can you get to it?
A broom closet? - Do it!
Did you see 'em? Where is he? - This way! This way!
Ok, let's go!
Now, I'm a sitting duck. Hope your happy.
The far wall. Put your hand against it.
Press hard.
Cool.
I built the place, remember?
Then you'd now, where they'll be loading the hover transport, wouldn't you?
Forget it. Your coming back here.
Powers is shipping out the virus tonight!
It's got to be stoped! - I'll call the police.
Let them handle it.
I can do it.
I'll shut down the suit again. And this time, it'll be for good.
I read up on you, Mr. Wayne.
I know, how you lost your folks.
The guy who murdered my dad, is on that transport.
This is my one chance, to nail him.
The hover pads are in the north-east sector.
Wish me luck.
Good luck.
You said, he wouldn't be a problem.
We'll deal with it. - Almost done loading.
The sooner, the better. They haven't found our trespasser yet
and I don't want him interfering.
Hey, look! There he is!
You're out of bussines! As of now!
And as for you, Fixx! I'm taking you in for the murder...
Get that hovercraft into the air!
Shut the cargo doors!
Like shooting skeet.
No.
No!
Help me.
Help me!
You're pretty strong, for some clown,
who thinks he's Batman.
I am Batman.
Terry? Honey?
Wha... - Quick, get dressed.
We have company. - Company?
Mr. Bruce Wayne. He's here to see you.
I hope you don't mind milk, we're out of cream.
I prefer it.
Terence. Sorry, to get you up so early.
It's ok.
You never told me you knew Bruce Wayne.
Well... Actually, I...
Why, I owe this boy my life.
He defended me against a bunch of hooligans once.
I tried to reward him, but he absolutely refused.
Mr. Wayne wants to offer you a job.
A job? - It's not much.
I find that in my old age, I could use a part time assistent.
You know, a gofer. Go for this, go for that.
An allie, as it were.
Would you be interested? - Of course, he would.
Wouldn't you, honey? I mean, to work with someone
as famous as Mr. Wayne. - Sure.
I warn you. I can be a difficult task master.
I accept nothing short of excellence, from all who work for me.
I think, I can handle it. - Very good then, Mr. McGinnis.
Welcome to my world.
The good news is, the radiation seems to of completely
eradicated the virus. - What's the bad news?
As you know, the mutational properties of the virus,
can be corupted by it's enviroment.
Bottom liner, doctor!
Kill the radiation, please!
Vayger :)