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===Script===
 
===Script===
 
:by Sam Hamm <ins>and Warren Skaaren</ins>.
 
:by Sam Hamm <ins>and Warren Skaaren</ins>.
:<del>First</del> <ins>Fifth</ins> draft, <del>October 20, 1986</del> <ins>October 6, 1988</ins>.
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::First draft, October 20, 1986.
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::Fifth draft, October 6, 1988.
 
:. . .
 
:. . .
::'''The Bat''' grabs <del>a fistful of</del> Nick<del>’s</del> <ins>by the</ins> shirt, <del>and with supernatural ease</del> '''hoists him''' into the air.
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::Nick keeps SHOOTING. Eyes closed. The hammer falls on an empty chamber, but Nick still pulls the trigger. He MOANS.
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::THE BAT grabs Nick by the shirt, and HOISTS HIM into the air.
 
:::::NICK
 
:::::NICK
 
::::Don’t kill me… don’t kill me…
 
::::Don’t kill me… don’t kill me…
::<del>When</del> Nick <del>finally</del> opens his eyes <del>he realizes</del> <ins>…</ins> '''The Bat''' is standing on the ledge of the roof—'''holding him out''', at arm’s length, over six stories of nothingness.
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::When Nick opens his eyes, he realizes THE BAT is standing on the ledge of the roof—HOLDING HIM OUT, at arm’s length, over six stories of nothingness.
::<del>The gruesome black apparition speaks, in a rasping whisper:</del> <ins>A rasping '''voice'''.</ins>
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::A rasping VOICE:
 
:::::BATMAN
 
:::::BATMAN
 
::::<del>I won’t kill you. I want you to do me a favor.</del>
 
::::<del>I won’t kill you. I want you to do me a favor.</del>
 
::::<ins>You’re trespassing, Ratbreath.</ins>
 
::::<ins>You’re trespassing, Ratbreath.</ins>
::Nick looks down. Far, far below, '''cars''' wink silently past.
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::Nick looks down. Far, far below, CARS wink silently past.
 
::He looks up. And sees, in the mirrored lenses where Batman’s eyes should be, the twin reflections of his own stricken face.
 
::He looks up. And sees, in the mirrored lenses where Batman’s eyes should be, the twin reflections of his own stricken face.
 
:::::<ins>NICK</ins>
 
:::::<ins>NICK</ins>
 
::::<ins>Trespassing? You don’t own the night.</ins>
 
::::<ins>Trespassing? You don’t own the night.</ins>
:::::BATMAN <del>(cont.)</del>
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:::::BATMAN
::::Tell your friends. Tell all your friends. <ins>'''I Am''' the night.</ins>
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::::Tell your friends. Tell all your friends. <ins>'''I AM the night.'''</ins>
::Nick '''howls'''. <del>Almost as an afterthought,</del> Batman heaves him roughly back onto <ins>the tar-and-gravel surface of</ins> the roof. And then—casually, without a moment’s hesitation—steps off the ledge <del>'''of the roof'''</del>, into midair.
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::Nick HOWLS. Batman heaves him roughly back onto the roof. And then—casually, without a moment’s hesitation—steps off the ledge, into midair.
::Trembling, Nick crawls to the ledge and looks over… finding '''absolutely no trace''' of the Batman.
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::Trembling, Nick crawls to the ledge and looks over… finding ABSOLUTELY NO TRACE of the Batman.
::Nick is still '''screaming''' as we ''pan up to'' <del>the bilious yellow globe of</del> Gotham’s moon.
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::Nick is still SCREAMING as we PAN UP to Gotham’s moon.
::''Main Credits Roll'':
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::MAIN CREDITS ROLL:
  
 
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Latest revision as of 05:47, 29 July 2020

Batman (1989)

Based on the Character created by Bob Kane.

Script

by Sam Hamm and Warren Skaaren.
First draft, October 20, 1986.
Fifth draft, October 6, 1988.
. . .
Nick keeps SHOOTING. Eyes closed. The hammer falls on an empty chamber, but Nick still pulls the trigger. He MOANS.
THE BAT grabs Nick by the shirt, and HOISTS HIM into the air.
NICK
Don’t kill me… don’t kill me…
When Nick opens his eyes, he realizes THE BAT is standing on the ledge of the roof—HOLDING HIM OUT, at arm’s length, over six stories of nothingness.
A rasping VOICE:
BATMAN
I won’t kill you. I want you to do me a favor.
You’re trespassing, Ratbreath.
Nick looks down. Far, far below, CARS wink silently past.
He looks up. And sees, in the mirrored lenses where Batman’s eyes should be, the twin reflections of his own stricken face.
NICK
Trespassing? You don’t own the night.
BATMAN
Tell your friends. Tell all your friends. I AM the night.
Nick HOWLS. Batman heaves him roughly back onto the roof. And then—casually, without a moment’s hesitation—steps off the ledge, into midair.
Trembling, Nick crawls to the ledge and looks over… finding ABSOLUTELY NO TRACE of the Batman.
Nick is still SCREAMING as we PAN UP to Gotham’s moon.
MAIN CREDITS ROLL: