Batman: The Brave and the Bold

Batman, now that I'm the queen of crime in Gotham City,

who better to be my king than the guy who puts the A in Alpha Male?

You may call yourself a queen, Poison Ivy,

but to me you're just a common crook.

You dare mock me? Very well,

Flower Children, feed him to Georgia.

You'll make a tasty appetiser

before I serve her the main course, your precious Gotham!

We will stop you, you herbaceous hussy!

- "We?" - Yes, me...

and the Black Orchid.

Hop at her, my broken blossoms!

Georgia, my baby!

I'll give you one last chance to choose me over oblivion.

What do you say?

"Leaves of three, let them be."

Thanks for the assist, Black Orchid.

Black Orchid?

Now I know how Commissioner Gordon feels.

Just like catnip to me.

The two-sided cloak of Nefertiti, given to her by the cat-goddess Bast.

They say it gives each person who wears it nine lives.

Of course you'd try for it, Catwoman.

Batman. Couldn't let the cat have her yawn for one minute, could you?

Surrender, and save me the trouble of putting a leash on you!

Now, what fun would that be?

Are we interrupting something?

'Cause it sure looks like we're interrupting something.

Huntress, Black Canary.

I was just... We were just...

I can handle Catwoman on my own.

So we see, Romeo. But, uh, we're not here to stop Catwoman.

We're here to stop Two-Face.

Looks like there's too many guests at the party,

and not enough favors to go around.

Get 'em!

Hands off, tall, dark and gruesome.

The cat cloak belongs to me.

Actually, it will belong to the highest bidder

after I auction it off to Gotham's criminal elite.

I'd let you bid on it, princess, but you're about to get put down.

Catwoman!

Oh, terrific.

Because of your little playdate, Two-Face got away with the cloak.

Perhaps I can even things by helping you track him down.

Not from Blackgate Prison, you can't, sweetie.

Let's hear her out. She may be evil, but she is resourceful.

I got a tip about a top secret underworld summit

happening at the Double-decker Club.

Put two and two together and you get...

Two-Face. That's where he's holding the auction.

Okay. So, what's the plan?

I still don't get why Batman's letting her tag along on this mission,

when he's got me. Uh... Us.

Jealous much?

Ooh, same dress. Awkward!

Huntress, don't be silly. There won't be any problem.

After she changes!

Hardly an option, dear. Besides, I wear it better.

Kitty, I'm about to put you out for the night.

Cats eat birds, remember?

Meow.

Listen up.

Everything depends on us playing our parts perfectly.

From this moment on, I am Matches Malone, and you are my bodyguards.

Now, let's get this show on the road.

Anything you say, boss.

Hate her.

You say there's not enough time in one life to pull all the jobs you want.

What if you had nine lives?

Here it is, folks, The cloak of Nefertiti.

Bidding starts at 22 mill.

Actually, me and my boys will take that fancy poncho.

Too bad you didn't keep it for yourself.

A double cross. You're a crook after my own heart.

Cover me.

Two-bit punk!

Touch it and they'll be calling you "Lefty."

- You all right, boss? - Get your mitts off me.

- The day I need a dame's help... - That's funny,

considering they are your bodyguards and all.

These ain't my bodyguards.

They're the stinking Birds of Prey.

Whoops.

Matches is right. It is the Birds of Prey. Get 'em!

Two double crosses in one night.

Let's make it three. I'm taking the cloak.

This room full of Gotham's most dangerous mobsters

might have something to say about that.

How would you like to work for the new top crime boss in Gotham?

I'll match whatever Two-Face is paying and double it.

Well what are you waiting for? Rub him out!

We'll join you, Matches.

Where is the Bat when you need him?

Guess it makes sense Gotham's greatest hero

could also become its greatest crook.

And with him using every criminal's favorite night spot as his hideout,

it makes it impossible for anyone to get close to help him.

I bet he'd let me get close enough.

- I still don't trust you, Cat. - Look, Miss.

Something that belongs to me is in there. I don't want it getting ruined.

Are we talking about the cloak or Batman?

You two are useless.

Oh, yeah? Well, you are... useless.

Nice comeback there, chief.

Whoops.

Oh, big whoops.

- Any ideas? - Just one.