蝙蝠侠：元年 Batman: Year One Movie Script

He's going from high buildings to lower ones, jumping and rolling into the shadows.

A window opens, a confused person looks out .

CONFUSED PERSON:

You see that Harold?

HAROLD (O.S.) Betty, ferchristsake, close the window. You'll catch your death.

Betty closes the window and gets back to her life.

We follow his progress but have trouble seeing him. We catch a glimpse as he LEAPS from a high building across an alley onto the fire escape on the other side.

Then he's gone over the lip of the roof.

This is THE BAT-MAN's environment, elevator rooms dripping with tar, the water towers, the TV antennas, ABANDONED mattresses, old chairs, cable TV hookup boxes, the crisp night air, alone.

THE BAT-MAN (V.O.) The new identity changes everything, Father. I have an edge. I stay off the streets, work only at night. I stab fear in their hearts. I HAVE BECOME THEIR NIGHTMARE! Then we finally get a good look at THE BAT-MAN decked out in his new threads. He's MASSIVE, TERRIFYING, SPECTACULAR.

He stands on the edge of a high roof, silhouetted against a giant full moon, watching an — EXT. EAST END WAREHOUSE. PARKING LOT - NIGHT Below GORDON and a bunch of UNIFORMED COPS file out of a warehouse. GORDON balls up a search warrant and throws it into the gutter, DISGUSTED.

The cops drive off moments before CHI-CHI arrives in his car and hobbles on crutches inside the — INT. EAST END WAREHOUSE – NIGHT CHI-CHI makes his way through rows of stacked cardboard boxes and rolls of carpet.

Then it's, slowly and painfully, up a flight of wooden stairs to an office, the kind with glass windows overlooking the warehouse and high glass skylights.

In the office, five young men drape themselves over leather sofas, smoking, and throwing potato chips at a group of young, malnourished women who cower on the floor.

SANCHEZ, an older, fat man, sits behind a desk on the phone.

SANCHEZ:

(into the phone) They just left. Yeah, they had a warrant. Bunch of pussies. I told them they're house cleaners. Hey, what can they do? The girls have papers.

Nobody greets CHI-CHI as he enters. No one offers him a seat.

SANCHEZ (CONT'D) Yeah, they look good too. No, I got the Russian ones. Oh yeah? No sh*t! The shipment from Honk Kong or the Mainland? Well I hope they're as good as these.

SANCHEZ hangs up.

SANCHEZ (CONT'D) So, CHI-CHI. Leg still hurt?

CHI-CHI Well sometimes when it's wet out I get this...

SANCHEZ:

(interrupting) No one cares. What's our take for the week?

CHI-CHI We did OK.

CHI-CHI crutches over and puts a yellow paper bag from a department store on SANCHEZ 's desk.

SANCHEZ:

(looks in the bag) OK? What the hell is OK? We don't pay you for OK. We want good. We want great. We want freaking excellent out of you! CHI-CHI There's been problems lately.

Business is off. This vigilante is keeping the Johns away. He's got everyone scared to... CRASH! A shower of glass drops from an overhead skylight.