Drury Walker- Breaking Point #1
=====GCPD=====
Gordon- Allen? What is it?
Allen- Blackgate, Jim. Just got word. Sawyer's down there now
Gordon- Godamn it... Brief me on the way. I want all available units on converge at Blackgate, now!
*As the GCPD bursts into action, Gordon and Allen walk towards the rooftop*
Allen- Two hours ago, Philip Cobb reported to the medical team for his routine check up. It was then he used one of the cafeteria knives, smuggled... somewhere best left unsaid, to stab a nearby guard, grabbing his gun.
Gordon- He's still in the prison?
Allen- Thank god, yeah. Some guy got a lucky shot off. He's still breathing.
Bullock- Hey Commish-
Gordon- Not now Bullock-
Allen- -He'd already disabled his own collar and deactivated the rest.
Gordon- How many metas were in there?
Allen- Enough to cause a real problem Jim. Strobe, Nichols, Meister-
Gordon- Meister... He can't get off that island, understand?
Allen- Got it.
Gordon- Right, give me a minute.
*Gordon pulls the lever on the police spotlight, activating the famous Bat-Signal. That done, he turns to Bullock*
Bullock- Well, it was gonna happen sooner or later eh Commish? I mean really-
Gordon- Not one more word. I'll see you there.
*Gordon and Allen step into the police helicopter and fly off towards Blackgate, Bullock sighs, then turns to the bullpen, beginning a song to the tune to "Savages"*
Bullock- Just, what did he expect?
'Place was a powder keg!
And the inmates are now loose and on the run!
The walls are painted red
All the guards are dead
They're vermin as I said, and worse!
Cops- It's anarchy!
Anarchy!
Gordon- Lock down all the bridges!
Cops- Anarchy! Anarchy!
Gordon- Keep them from the shore!
Bullock- They ain't like you and me
Quite frankly, they're all evil
We're facing a god damn war!
Cops- It's anarchy!
Anarchy!
Those men are all devils!
We're facing a godamn war!
=====Blackgate Prison=====
Tockman- Thank god we're all free.
Blackgate was no prison,
The only thing you could call it is Hell
Strobe- No more shall we hide,
Lock ourselves away inside.
You ask me? I say freedom's swell,
Inmates- It's anarchy!
Anarchy!
Ragdoll- No more being human!
Inmates- Anarchy! Anarchy!
Meister- Gotham shall be "ours"!
They tried to lock us up!
Kept us all in cages!
We must sound the drums of war
Inmates- It's anarchy!
Anarchy!
We have to kill each last one
Then we'll sound the drums of war
======
Inmates- Anarchy! Anarchy!
Gordon- Now I'm on the scene men!
Cops- Anarchy! Anarchy
Gordon- Help me catch this guy, men!
Inmates- Anarchy! Anarchy!
No more being human!
Now we sound the drums of war!
======
Hazard- I don't get it sugah. Didn't you want this?
Drury- I wanted to get out I didn't realise it'd be so-
Ragdoll- Beautiful? I know! Would you look at that bloodstain? Looks like a flower! Yippee!
...
Drury- No. I never wanted to-
Hazard- To what?
*Drury can't hear her. All he's focused on Mr Camera, a knife in his hand, seemingly just left Drury's old cell. And Drury realises what's happened. He speeds off towards the cell, hoping, praying he's not too late*
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Gordon- This will be the day
(Let's go men!)
Inmates- This will be the morning
We will see them dying in the dust
Drury- (I don't know what I can do
Still I know I've got to try)
Inmates- Now we make them pay
Drury- (Come on Drury, do or die)
Cops- Now without a warning!
Drury- (You'd rather an imprisoned fate...?)
Inmates- Now we leave em blood and bone and rust
Bullock- Once again, I'll yell and cry!
It's them or us!
Drury- (Please don't let it be too late.)
Anarky- They're just a bunch of corrupt, filthy....
Cops- Anarchy!
Inmates- Anarchy!
Cops- Psychos!
Inmates- Coppers!
Gordon- Stop them!
Cop- Anarchy!
Inmates- Anarchy!
Meister- What are we waiting for?
Mow them down with haste until there's not a trace left
Gordon- How loud are the drums of the war?
Meister- *We* will sound the drums of war!
Anarchy! Anarchy!
Bullock- Now we sound the drums of war!
Anarchy! Anarchy!
Meister- Now we see what comes of trying to be civil
Cops/Inmates- Now we sound the drums of-
War!
====
*Drury is looking down at Ten. His face is bloodied, the photograph is gone but worst of all? His hands have been cut off*
Drury Walker- Breaking Point #1
=====GCPD=====
Gordon- Allen? What is it?
Allen- Blackgate, Jim. Just got word. Sawyer's down there now
Gordon- Godamn it... Brief me on the way. I want all available units on converge at Blackgate, now!
*As the GCPD bursts into action, Gordon and Allen walk towards the rooftop*
Allen- Two hours ago, Philip Cobb reported to the medical team for his routine check up. It was then he used one of the cafeteria knives, smuggled... somewhere best left unsaid, to stab a nearby guard, grabbing his gun.
Gordon- He's still in the prison?
Allen- Thank god, yeah. Some guy got a lucky shot off. He's still breathing.
Bullock- Hey Commish-
Gordon- Not now Bullock-
Allen- -He'd already disabled his own collar and deactivated the rest.
Gordon- How many metas were in there?
Allen- Enough to cause a real problem Jim. Strobe, Nichols, Meister-
Gordon- Meister... He can't get off that island, understand?
Allen- Got it.
Gordon- Right, give me a minute.
*Gordon pulls the lever on the police spotlight, activating the famous Bat-Signal. That done, he turns to Bullock*
Bullock- Well, it was gonna happen sooner or later eh Commish? I mean really-
Gordon- Not one more word. I'll see you there.
*Gordon and Allen step into the police helicopter and fly off towards Blackgate, Bullock sighs, then turns to the bullpen, beginning a song to the tune to "Savages"*
Bullock- Just, what did he expect?
'Place was a powder keg!
And the inmates are now loose and on the run!
The walls are painted red
All the guards are dead
They're vermin as I said, and worse!
Cops- It's anarchy!
Anarchy!
Gordon- Lock down all the bridges!
Cops- Anarchy! Anarchy!
Gordon- Keep them from the shore!
Bullock- They ain't like you and me
Quite frankly, they're all evil
We're facing a god damn war!
Cops- It's anarchy!
Anarchy!
Those men are all devils!
We're facing a godamn war!
=====Blackgate Prison=====
Tockman- Thank god we're all free.
Blackgate was no prison,
The only thing you could call it is Hell
Strobe- No more shall we hide,
Lock ourselves away inside.
You ask me? I say freedom's swell,
Inmates- It's anarchy!
Anarchy!
Ragdoll- No more being human!
Inmates- Anarchy! Anarchy!
Meister- Gotham shall be "ours"!
They tried to lock us up!
Kept us all in cages!
We must sound the drums of war
Inmates- It's anarchy!
Anarchy!
We have to kill each last one
Then we'll sound the drums of war
======
Inmates- Anarchy! Anarchy!
Gordon- Now I'm on the scene men!
Cops- Anarchy! Anarchy
Gordon- Help me catch this guy, men!
Inmates- Anarchy! Anarchy!
No more being human!
Now we sound the drums of war!
======
Hazard- I don't get it sugah. Didn't you want this?
Drury- I wanted to get out I didn't realise it'd be so-
Ragdoll- Beautiful? I know! Would you look at that bloodstain? Looks like a flower! Yippee!
...
Drury- No. I never wanted to-
Hazard- To what?
*Drury can't hear her. All he's focused on Mr Camera, a knife in his hand, seemingly just left Drury's old cell. And Drury realises what's happened. He speeds off towards the cell, hoping, praying he's not too late*
=======
Gordon- This will be the day
(Let's go men!)
Inmates- This will be the morning
We will see them dying in the dust
Drury- (I don't know what I can do
Still I know I've got to try)
Inmates- Now we make them pay
Drury- (Come on Drury, do or die)
Cops- Now without a warning!
Drury- (You'd rather an imprisoned fate...?)
Inmates- Now we leave em blood and bone and rust
Bullock- Once again, I'll yell and cry!
It's them or us!
Drury- (Please don't let it be too late.)
Anarky- They're just a bunch of corrupt, filthy....
Cops- Anarchy!
Inmates- Anarchy!
Cops- Psychos!
Inmates- Coppers!
Gordon- Stop them!
Cop- Anarchy!
Inmates- Anarchy!
Meister- What are we waiting for?
Mow them down with haste until there's not a trace left
Gordon- How loud are the drums of the war?
Meister- *We* will sound the drums of war!
Anarchy! Anarchy!
Bullock- Now we sound the drums of war!
Anarchy! Anarchy!
Meister- Now we see what comes of trying to be civil
Cops/Inmates- Now we sound the drums of-
War!
====
*Drury is looking down at Ten. His face is bloodied, the photograph is gone but worst of all? His hands have been cut off*