Thanks, Alfred.
Selina :
I'm sure he's wonderful company
but doesn't the "gold-plated-bachelor" bit get a little stale?
Bruce :
A lot like the "lonely-secretary" syndrome, I guess.
Selina :
Executive Assistant.
Bruce :
Sorry.
Selina :
....Secretary.
Any girlfriend?
Bruce :
Sure. Oh. You mean, as in serious?
No. Had one, didn't work.
Selina :
What went wrong? Hang on!
I think I know! You kept things from her.
Bruce :
I told her everything.
Selina :
The Truth frightened her?
Bruce :
....There are Two Truths...
...you know?
She had trouble.... reconciling them
because I had trouble...
...reconciling them.
Vicki thought...
Selina :
Vicki? Ice skater or stewardess?
Bruce :
No, she was a photojournalist.
Selina :
Was Vicki right about your...
Difficulty with Duality?
Bruce :
You see... if I say "Yes", then...
You'll think of me as a...
Norman Bates, a Ted Bundy type and...
You might not let me kiss you.
Selina :
It's the so-called normal guys
who always let you down.
Sickos never scare me.
At least they're committed.
She LUNGES at him --
They start kissing and in the process,
very nearly discover the other's scars --
Selina :
I can't do that.
Bruce :
Neither can I.
TV-NEWS :
This is a special bulletin.
The Ice Princess has been kidnapped.
Can you confirm reports of Batman's
suspected involvement in the abduction?
Gordon :
The evidence is purely circumstantial.
This was found, stained with blood,
in the missing girl's dressing room.
Bruce :
I must go.
Selina :
No, it's your house.
Bruce :
Hold on. Just sit for a second and relax.
I'll be right back.
*****
Bruce :
I've got to go to the plaza.
He is begging me to show.
Alfred :
I hoped you'd snub him.
Bruce :
I can't. There's been a kidnapping.
Here's what I want you to do :
Selina :
Shit!
Bruce :
Tell Selina, Ms. Kyle, I had to go out of town.
Tell her that a big business deal came up...
You know what?
Let her know, not in some kind of dumb,
"be-my-girlfriend" way...
Alfred :
....I'll relay The Message.
*****
Alfred :
Mr. Wayne told me to tell you that...
Selina :
Bruce, yes...
Would you tell him...
...I've been going through...
a lot of changes and...
Just that... This is not a rejection...
...my abruptly leaving.
In fact, he makes me feel
The Way I hope I really am.
Could you just make up a sonnet or...
a dirty limerick?
Alfred :
One has just sprung to mind.
This way, ma'am.
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