BARBARA Oh my god...
(yelling over the crowd) BETHANY?!
Barbara weaves through the market and spots--
BARBARA Her sweater!
Dick grabs it, not expecting--
He recoils, revealing a and an elongated smile. NEEDLES.
DOLL’S HEAD with painted green hair Jutting from its face are dozens of
Barbara covers her mouth in horror, her worst nightmare has come true - the Joker has her daughter.
INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
A Xerox machine copies Bethany’s picture, adding
of leaflets already printed.
unbuttoned and two DOCTORS sweating uncontrollably.
with his vitals.
to a stack shirt He’s
DICK I need to get out of here.
DOCTOR #1 Sit still, Mr. Grayson, the police are doing everything they can.
DICK I’m telling you, I can find him.