Im Batman

BAT grabs Nick by the shirt, HOISTS HIM into the air. NICK Don’t kill me... don’t kill me... Nick opens his eyes... 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 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