Killer Moth and the Anti-Climatic Reveal

The Moth- Ah, you have finally bloomed. My master, I, The Moth, am your humble servant. Please. Show me the path to save Gotham!

 

Charaxes- Paaaaaaaaaaantssssss

 

The Moth- I’m sorry, Your Grace?

 

Charaxes- I require pants. Or did you think I desired to reveal myself to this world while dressed in clown clothes?

 

The Moth- Of course not My Lord. It was Carson, he had quite the peculiar dress sense. And a tail. For reasons I can't quite understand...

 

Charaxes- Do not dare to insult me fool. I have still have Ted Carson memories. His anger. Hatred. Such burning hatred. For one name. Drury Walker.

 

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Gar- Drury Walker. 15 years and you still can’t keep up. Come on

 

Drury- Sorry. I haven’t heisted in years!

 

Gar- Keep your voice down. Look. Kobra guards.

 

Drury- Huh, I’m tight with Kobra. Maybe I should just ask for the fossil.

 

Gar- Like that’ll work...

 

Drury- I don’t know why me and Miranda don’t get paid maternity leave

 

Gar- It’s because Supervillainy isn’t a job, it’s a hobby

 

Drury- Like roasting pigs?

 

Gar- Like roasting pigs

 

Drury- Maybe you should’ve become a chef. Pie Man did it and makes millions.

 

Gar- For swearing like mad.

 

Drury- Pretty clever though. Changing his name like that

 

Gar- It’s dumb, be a villain and proud. Now ssh!

 

Drury- Sshing now

 

Baby- Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

 

Kobra 1- Was that a baby?

 

Baby-Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

 

Kobra 2- In the vents!

 

Gar- What did you do? What did you do?!

 

Drury- Wrong radio

Done