Batman: The Brave and the Bold

Hear me, loyal subjects.

Your Pharaoh demands that you open the vault and bring me the treasure within.

Hold it right there.

Now obey me.

Or join those fools in the thrall of Anubis.

A bank heist. What a scoop.

It's Batman and Robin.

But why are they wearing those mummy costumes?

Ah, the Dynamic Duo.

How I have longed to make you my servants.

And you already look the part. Feel the wrath of Osiris.

By the power of Horus, it's not possible.

Sorry, Pharaoh.

Our wrappings are coated in buttermilk, the one thing that repels Pharaoh rays.

Curse you, Caped Crusaders.

- Good job, Batman. - You too, Robin.

I'd say this case is all wrapped up.

A good reporter does whatever it takes to get the story.

Today, Jimmy Olsen gets the scoop of the century.

- Where's the trouble? Jimmy? - Wha...

- Superman. Is that you? - What's wrong? Are you sick?

Incurable disease. The doctors say I don't have much time.

Is there anything I can do?

With my super-speed I can fetch a cure from any hospital in the world

or find some medicine in a tropical rainforest.

Just one last request?

- Name it, buddy. - Tell me your secret identity?

Very well, Jimmy.

You've been a good friend and I trust you'll keep my greatest secret to the end.

This is it.

I can't believe my hoax is working.

My secret identity is...

Sorry, Jimmy. Metropolis is in danger.

By the way, my super-senses tell me your vital signs, metabolism,

and organs are all completely normal.

I think you'll make a full recovery.

Up, up, and away.

Aw. Gee whiz.

Look. Up in the sky.

- It's a bird. - It's a plane.

It's Superman.

Batman. What brings you to Metropolis?

A series of rare gem thefts from museums in Gotham, Blüdhaven and Star City.

This place was next in the pattern.

The silent alarm just went off inside. Looks like we're after the same criminal.

It's Luthor. And he's got Lois.

I know how important you are to Superman.

He won't dare interfere with my plans as long as I have you.

Then I'll just have to remove myself from the equation.

Superman!

Oh, Batman. Gee, thanks.

You may be the Man of Steel, but I have fists of titanium.

Keep a close eye on Luthor. He's a slippery one.

Why don't you stick around? It would be fun to work together again.

- Things have been quiet in Gotham lately. - Great. I just need to make a stop first.

This is huge. This is sensational.

This is monumental.

Kent. I want a day-in-the-life-of-Superman story to capitalize on this.

- The, uh... - Now, hold on.

If anyone's going to write a story about Superman, it's gonna be me.

Uh, oops. Actually, Mr. White, I was hoping

I could finish work on my story about Metropolis' best cannolis.

Fine, whatever. Lois. Jimmy.

- The story's yours. - We're on it, chief.

And don't call me "chief."

Sorry, chief... Er, Mr. White.

"Superman: A Hero for All Times,

by Lois Lane."

"Superman is more than just another superhero defending the innocent

from those who would do them harm."

"In his remote Fortress of Solitude,

Superman keeps a noble watch over the shrunken city of Kandor.

"On Earth, Superman has powers and abilities

far beyond those of mortal men."

Huh?

Aw, help.

Mister Mxyzptlk.

Superman. And Batman.

- Hoo-hoo. What fun. - And I thought Bat-Mite was a weird one.

Don't worry, I just need to trick him into saying his name backwards.

Hmm.

- Knock, knock. - A joke?

I love jokes. Who's there?

- "Kil-tip-zee-zum." - "Kil-tip-zee-zum" who? Aw, nuts!

"In these troubled times, Superman teaches by example.

The world would be a better place if we all had a little Superman within us."

What's this gift here, Miss Lane?

"To Lois, from your secret admirer."

Hmm. Ah!

Oh, it's beautiful. "Secret admirer," eh?

Why, you don't suppose it's from him?

Look, I got one too. "For my pal, Jimmy."

Huh. Holy hat, a new signal watch. Superman, what a pal.

We sure have had some good times.

Jimmy, I warned you not to experiment with that growth ray.

It's turned you into a super-menace, and now I must remove you from the Earth.

Stop the presses.

Toyman is robbing the Bank of Metropolis.

Metropolis has had enough of your games, Toyman.

- Any comment on the attempted heist? - How about a photo?

I'd just like to say that...

That I'm sick of these penny-ante crooks thinking they can steal from my city.

It's time I made an example of one.

Toyman, I'm putting an end to your life of crime.

Permanently.

Superman, no.

- What are you doing? - Get lost, Batman.

This is my city and I'm doing things my way.