Batman s01e32 Episode Script
Beware the Gray Ghost
When crime haunts the night a silent crusader carries the torch of justice.
Those with evil hearts beware for out of the darkness comes the Gray Ghost.
Tonight's episode, "The Mad Bomber.
" Bedtime right after Gray Ghost.
Okay, Bruce? The city is rocked again by the mysterious bomber.
Our only hope: The Gray Ghost! "Pay up, or pay the consequences.
One million in cash, or the Piedmont Bank is next.
Signed, the Mad Bomber.
" Batman.
"Pay up, or pay the consequences.
One million in cash, or the Gotham Bank is next.
Signed, the Mad Bomber.
" If only we knew how he planted those bombs.
Fear not, chief.
I think I have the answer.
Time for all little Gray Ghosts to be in bed.
The Gray Ghost.
So another building is blown up as Gotham's Mad Bomber continues to demand $ 1 million from the city to end his reign of destruction.
The question remains: How are the explosives getting past both police and bomb-squad experts? And what does it have to do with my old hero? - What can I do for you? - We're looking for a copy of a film.
Actually, a Tv show.
We can't find it on video.
You've come to the right place, pal.
I got every Tv show ever made here.
I collect them.
It's my life.
I got it all.
Anything you want.
Name it.
The Gray Ghost.
Name something else.
- You said you had everything.
- Except The Gray Ghost.
Nobody has it.
The studio that made that show, Spectra it burned to the ground 20 years ago.
The negatives went up like kindling.
A real shame.
So The Gray Ghost doesn't exist? Not anymore.
Sorry, pal.
So many actors.
I wish I knew the one you're looking for, Master Bruce.
But I don't watch television.
I prefer my fireplace.
I found him! "Simon Trent.
" Dapper-looking chap.
And he's living right here in Gotham.
Trent! Trent! Do you hear me? Trent! I know you're in there.
This ain't no homeless shelter.
Pay your rent or get out.
Lousy, has-been actor.
- Hello? - Yeah, it's me, Si.
Bad news.
You didn't get the part.
I need to work, Frankie.
Get me something.
You're my agent.
I try, Si.
I really do.
But they still think of you as the Gray Ghost.
- Those who remember.
- I can do other parts.
I'm an actor.
I know, Si.
Hey, we've been through this before.
Something will come up.
Just hang in there, okay? The original Gray Ghost costume! - You sure you wanna get rid of this? - Positive.
I can't pay much, Mr.
Trent.
Your Gray Ghost merchandise isn't much in demand.
- No one's buying.
- I know, Ted.
I'll take whatever you can give me.
Well, old friend, you've paid the rent for the last time.
"Gray Ghost, meet me tonight at the Gotham Art School.
Signed, a friend.
" You? I need your help.
What do you want from me? Some madman is blowing up Gotham piece by piece.
Somehow it's connected to the Gray Ghost.
To you.
What are you talking about? I'm an actor.
The Gray Ghost was a part I played.
The bombings in Gotham are exactly like an episode of The Gray Ghost.
I need you to remember how it was done.
I made hundreds of those shows.
They're all a blur.
Now, leave me alone.
Just leave me alone.
That noise.
Wait.
You know something.
You recognized that sound.
This is harassment.
I'm calling the police.
We know the next bomb is going to hit the Gotham Library.
Help me.
Here's your answer.
Take it and go.
Please! I used to admire what the Gray Ghost stood for.
I'm not the Gray Ghost.
I can see that now.
Out of the darkness comes the Gray Ghost! Popcorn, sir.
That's it.
That's the noise.
You've gotta be kidding me.
That's right, commissioner.
Remote-controlled toy cars loaded with explosives.
We'll know what to look for tonight.
There they are.
Fire! No explosives.
A decoy? You.
Like you said you need my help.
Look familiar? More than familiar.
It's identical.
Look.
It even has the Gray Ghost brand name.
Better check it for prints.
Thanks.
Hey, I owed you.
You got me my outfit back.
Gray Ghost.
Yes? Want to give me a hand with this? Sure.
Drive.
- More of them.
And they're gaining on us.
- Try the green switch.
Hey, we did it, partner! This place is amazing.
- It's just like - The Gray Ghost's lair? It's almost an exact replica.
Let me show you something else.
As a kid, I used to watch you with my father.
The Gray Ghost was my hero.
So it wasn't all for nothing.
- What did you find? - Fingerprints on the toy car.
And they belong to you, Simon Trent.
That's not possible.
Your prints are on this car.
You had the only copy of the show.
The Mad Bomber followed the show step by step.
But I'm not the Mad Bomber, Batman.
I'm not.
I sold my Gray Ghost cars months ago to pay for my No, it can't be him.
Well, if it isn't the Dark Knight himself.
You're finished, Mad Bomber.
I don't think so.
Time to put your toys away, little man.
I can't.
You see, I need the money to buy more toys.
I love toys.
They can play songs.
They can dance.
They can even eat money.
Oh, boy, can they eat money.
All my money.
And then I remembered an episode of The Gray Ghost.
And I knew what else a toy can do.
It can carry a bomb.
It can hold a city for ransom.
Oh, the power of the toy.
It can earn millions.
Millions for the little old toy collector, me.
No! My toys! My toys, my beautiful toys! Gothamites turned out in record numbers to celebrate the video release of the long-lost Gray Ghost television series.
And on hand for the festivities is the toast of the town the Gray Ghost himself, Simon Trent.
Please make it out to Bruce.
There you go, Bruce.
Thanks, Mr.
Trent.
As a kid, I used to watch you with my father.
The Gray Ghost was my hero.
Really? And he still is.
Those with evil hearts beware for out of the darkness comes the Gray Ghost.
Tonight's episode, "The Mad Bomber.
" Bedtime right after Gray Ghost.
Okay, Bruce? The city is rocked again by the mysterious bomber.
Our only hope: The Gray Ghost! "Pay up, or pay the consequences.
One million in cash, or the Piedmont Bank is next.
Signed, the Mad Bomber.
" Batman.
"Pay up, or pay the consequences.
One million in cash, or the Gotham Bank is next.
Signed, the Mad Bomber.
" If only we knew how he planted those bombs.
Fear not, chief.
I think I have the answer.
Time for all little Gray Ghosts to be in bed.
The Gray Ghost.
So another building is blown up as Gotham's Mad Bomber continues to demand $ 1 million from the city to end his reign of destruction.
The question remains: How are the explosives getting past both police and bomb-squad experts? And what does it have to do with my old hero? - What can I do for you? - We're looking for a copy of a film.
Actually, a Tv show.
We can't find it on video.
You've come to the right place, pal.
I got every Tv show ever made here.
I collect them.
It's my life.
I got it all.
Anything you want.
Name it.
The Gray Ghost.
Name something else.
- You said you had everything.
- Except The Gray Ghost.
Nobody has it.
The studio that made that show, Spectra it burned to the ground 20 years ago.
The negatives went up like kindling.
A real shame.
So The Gray Ghost doesn't exist? Not anymore.
Sorry, pal.
So many actors.
I wish I knew the one you're looking for, Master Bruce.
But I don't watch television.
I prefer my fireplace.
I found him! "Simon Trent.
" Dapper-looking chap.
And he's living right here in Gotham.
Trent! Trent! Do you hear me? Trent! I know you're in there.
This ain't no homeless shelter.
Pay your rent or get out.
Lousy, has-been actor.
- Hello? - Yeah, it's me, Si.
Bad news.
You didn't get the part.
I need to work, Frankie.
Get me something.
You're my agent.
I try, Si.
I really do.
But they still think of you as the Gray Ghost.
- Those who remember.
- I can do other parts.
I'm an actor.
I know, Si.
Hey, we've been through this before.
Something will come up.
Just hang in there, okay? The original Gray Ghost costume! - You sure you wanna get rid of this? - Positive.
I can't pay much, Mr.
Trent.
Your Gray Ghost merchandise isn't much in demand.
- No one's buying.
- I know, Ted.
I'll take whatever you can give me.
Well, old friend, you've paid the rent for the last time.
"Gray Ghost, meet me tonight at the Gotham Art School.
Signed, a friend.
" You? I need your help.
What do you want from me? Some madman is blowing up Gotham piece by piece.
Somehow it's connected to the Gray Ghost.
To you.
What are you talking about? I'm an actor.
The Gray Ghost was a part I played.
The bombings in Gotham are exactly like an episode of The Gray Ghost.
I need you to remember how it was done.
I made hundreds of those shows.
They're all a blur.
Now, leave me alone.
Just leave me alone.
That noise.
Wait.
You know something.
You recognized that sound.
This is harassment.
I'm calling the police.
We know the next bomb is going to hit the Gotham Library.
Help me.
Here's your answer.
Take it and go.
Please! I used to admire what the Gray Ghost stood for.
I'm not the Gray Ghost.
I can see that now.
Out of the darkness comes the Gray Ghost! Popcorn, sir.
That's it.
That's the noise.
You've gotta be kidding me.
That's right, commissioner.
Remote-controlled toy cars loaded with explosives.
We'll know what to look for tonight.
There they are.
Fire! No explosives.
A decoy? You.
Like you said you need my help.
Look familiar? More than familiar.
It's identical.
Look.
It even has the Gray Ghost brand name.
Better check it for prints.
Thanks.
Hey, I owed you.
You got me my outfit back.
Gray Ghost.
Yes? Want to give me a hand with this? Sure.
Drive.
- More of them.
And they're gaining on us.
- Try the green switch.
Hey, we did it, partner! This place is amazing.
- It's just like - The Gray Ghost's lair? It's almost an exact replica.
Let me show you something else.
As a kid, I used to watch you with my father.
The Gray Ghost was my hero.
So it wasn't all for nothing.
- What did you find? - Fingerprints on the toy car.
And they belong to you, Simon Trent.
That's not possible.
Your prints are on this car.
You had the only copy of the show.
The Mad Bomber followed the show step by step.
But I'm not the Mad Bomber, Batman.
I'm not.
I sold my Gray Ghost cars months ago to pay for my No, it can't be him.
Well, if it isn't the Dark Knight himself.
You're finished, Mad Bomber.
I don't think so.
Time to put your toys away, little man.
I can't.
You see, I need the money to buy more toys.
I love toys.
They can play songs.
They can dance.
They can even eat money.
Oh, boy, can they eat money.
All my money.
And then I remembered an episode of The Gray Ghost.
And I knew what else a toy can do.
It can carry a bomb.
It can hold a city for ransom.
Oh, the power of the toy.
It can earn millions.
Millions for the little old toy collector, me.
No! My toys! My toys, my beautiful toys! Gothamites turned out in record numbers to celebrate the video release of the long-lost Gray Ghost television series.
And on hand for the festivities is the toast of the town the Gray Ghost himself, Simon Trent.
Please make it out to Bruce.
There you go, Bruce.
Thanks, Mr.
Trent.
As a kid, I used to watch you with my father.
The Gray Ghost was my hero.
Really? And he still is.