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The Riddler Speaks - Casefile #0167
🕑 Added 2017-11-06 18:00:01 +0000 UTC TRS - Casefile #0167 (Lockup's Lockdown Part 3)OSWALD: Jervis stays with Joker; Harley will travel with you and Pamela, Edward – Harley’s plan sounds the more feasible. Do what you can for Joker.
EDWARD: Right. (clicks) Joker – a word, if you will.
JOKER: Harley my dear – would you be so kind as to give my newfound caregiver the 101 of proper Joker Maintenance? Maybe set him up with a band-aid or two?
HARLEY: Sure thing, Puddin’. (departs)
JOKER: What’s in your noggin, Riddles?
EDWARD: Tetch.
JOKER: He’s certainly small enough to fit.
EDWARD: I don’t trust him. He’s up to something, but I don’t know what yet.
JOKER: You want me to keep an eye on him while he keeps an eye on me?
EDWARD: … yes?
JOKER: Oh, why not? Sounds like fun. We can have an adventure in babysitting! First one to flee gets a shard of glass through each foot.
(TETCH squeaks)
EDWARD: Thank you.
JOKER: One thing in return, Old Sport.
EDWARD: You’re not getting any pies out of me, Joker.
JOKER: Way to break a man’s heart, Eddie. No – I need you to keep Harley out of trouble.
EDWARD: We both know she can take care of herself.
JOKER: Not that, Riddles, she’s got this… terrible habit of, ugh, helping people. Puts her in… compromising positions, if you follow.
EDWARD: I don’t.
JOKER: Brains for days, this one. Just keep Ahab away from white whales.
HARLEY: Prepped and ready! You take good care of Mister J now – no half-assin’ it, you hear?
TETCH: Yes, ma’am. No, ma’am!
PAMELA: We should get going.
HARLEY: Right. Let’s go. See ya soon, puddin’. (blows a kiss to The Joker)
JOKER: Happy trails, campers. (grabs TETCH, who squeaks) Now you come sit with me, youngin. Tell Papa Jokes a story while you patch his wounds.
TETCH: Well, uh… once-once upon a time…
EDWARD: (chuckles) I almost feel bad for the little fool.
HARLEY: So where to, Eddie?
EDWARD: We should keep going up and try to find Bolton. He at least seems to be in possession of his faculties – more or less.
PAMELA: Then what?
EDWARD: Damned if I know; I’m just improvising here.
(PAUSE AS THEY WALK)
(LOW HUM OF SINGING)
EDWARD: Wait. Stop. Shh!
(CRANE singing “O Death” down the halls)
HARLEY: There’s a lot of blood up here…
EDWARD: SHH!
(singing stops)
PAMELA: Fuck.
EDWARD: (softly shushing them)
(pause – silence)
HARLEY: Is he gone?
EDWARD: I think so.
(slam of scythe on the wall)
SCARECROW: Boo.
(they run)
(SCARECROW laughs)
HARLEY: We’re just giving him what he wants.
PAMELA: What?
HARLEY: Fear. Violence. They make him… happy.
EDWARD: White whales… Harley - I don’t think this is the time for counsell-
HARLEY: Hold my gun.
EDWARD: Harley, no.
HARLEY: I’ll hold out my hands; show him they’re empty. So he can trust me not to double-cross.
PAMELA: Harley, no.
HARLEY: (sigh) Harley, yes. This is something I can do.
EDWARD: If you die…
HARLEY: Puddin’ll kill ya? If I die, worry about Jonny.
EDWARD: Don’t do this. Please.
HARLEY: Sorry, Eddie. (steps out) Jonny?
SCARECROW: Ahh… I remember you… little lamb. I broke your clown. Did you cry?
HARLEY: I’m so sorry about Ikky.
SCARECROW: No guards to save you this time.
HARLEY: Jonny – I know you’re in pain.
SCARECROW: Shut your mouth.
HARLEY: I got no weapon - come out so we can talk. Just you and me.
(pause)
CRANE: Harley.
HARLEY: It’s not your fault.
CRANE: I –
SCARECROW: NO! (grabs her neck) YOU WILL NOT TAKE HIM FROM ME AGAIN! ALL SHALL BE PUNISHED!
HARLEY: (choking) He’s… not your friend…
SCARECROW: You were so much prettier when you begged for his life.
(EDWARD hits SCARECROW with his cane, knocking HARLEY loose)
HARLEY: (gasping) No!
(SCARECROW swings his scythe at EDWARD and slices his cane in half; pieces fall to the floor)
EDWARD: My cane!
HARLEY: Why did you do that?
EDWARD: Oh, there’s gratitude for you – what are you, a hero?
HARLEY: DUCK!
(SCARECROW swings, and hits the sword of CAVALIER.)
CAVALIER: Ha HA! Back you fiend, you have been thwarted by the CAVALIER!
EDWARD: Mortimer! – how did you…
CAVALIER: There’s no time for conversation, my dear Edward! Make good your escape, I shall hold him here!
PAMELA: Come on, this way!
(They run. Sounds of battle in the hall recede as they move)
EDWARD: That was too close.
HARLEY: I almost had ‘im.
PAMELA: No Harley. You almost died.
EDWARD: Shit - there’s no way out of here.
HARLEY: Same as last time! You gotta give Jonny a reason to break through!
EDWARD: I fear he may be too far gone for the soft touch. Now.. where can we go..
(Vent pops out of the wall and clatters to the ground)
SELENA: Get in, quickly.
EDWARD: Selena?
PAMELA: What –
HARLEY: The heck?
SELENA: NOW!
(they go through the vent and drop down onto the floor on the other side.)
EDWARD: Now I’ve seen everything. What are you doing here?
SELENA: …I have my reasons.
EDWARD: A certain black-cloaked Big Brother wanted eyes on the ground?
SELENA: … Maybe.
EDWARD: But we weren’t expecting a lockdown though, were we?
SELENA: Nope.
HARLEY: (grinning) Stuck in the bin with the looneys, huh Kitty?
SELENA: (sighs) Yep.
EDWARD: This place is as tight as a snare drum on lockdown – only time that it is, mind you.
(thumping noise)
PAMELA: Now what?
EDWARD: There’s no way Jon could get here that quickly.
HARLEY: No, it’s coming from the gym.
EDWARD: Alright, let’s all go together, yes?
(they agree and take a look)
EDWARD: It’s… Bane, isn’t it?
BANE: And who are you, green man?
EDWARD: (flourish) Edward Nygma, at your service.
(the girls snicker)
BANE: The… Riddler. I have heard of your reputation.
EDWARD: (puffing up) Of course you have.
BANE: You have made many enemies in Mexico, Mr. Riddler. I could bring back your head and live like a king. But not today.
HARLEY: Whatcha doin’, Mr. Bane?
BANE: This place is… evil. I could not find my way out, so I have decided to make one.
PAMELA: By punching the wall.
SELENA: Effective.
EDWARD: It does seem to be working.
BANE: Why then, do you interrupt me?
EDWARD: We’re looking to stop this whole mess. We need to get Bolton to lift this damn lockdown.
BANE: Bolton.
BANE spits.
EDWARD: Ah, I see you’ve met him.
BANE: I should have broken him when I had the chance. I do not enjoy this place, but if you require my help, it is yours.
EDWARD: (sighs) This is becoming a pattern. Selena – you want to help, too?
SELENA: “Want” is a strong word, but going with you is better than going solo.
EDWARD: Just remember – we’re trying to help Jonathan. If we don’t have to kill him, we won’t.
SELENA: Fair enough.
BANE: Who is this… Jonathan?
EDWARD: Short answer? The reason for the lockdown.
BANE: Then he had better stay out of my way.
EDWARD: I’ll be sure to let him know. Oswald – come in.
OSWALD: Oswald here. How is it going?
EDWARD: We’ve found Bane, and Selena is here too.
OSWALD: Selena Kyle? This is most unusual.
EDWARD: Yeah, eyes for the Bat, evidently.
OSWALD: I see – so what’s the problem?
EDWARD: Jon’s closing in on us, and we’ll attract too much attention as a big group. Any ideas on who we should take?
