Golem

Hi, Blade.

Billy something, right? Willie.

Willie Watt.

I'm in your robotics class.

Biogenic interfacin.

I'll never get it.

Maybe I can help.

Well, like tutor you or something.

Tutor me? -Yeah, I'm the Hey, Blade.

Shway outfit.

It'll go great with my car.

Don't you think.

-It might.

Blade, about that tutoring thing.

Tutoring? Does this mean your gonna start doing homework now, too? I never said that.

-Good.

Then let's go for a ride.

Right now? Just like that? I'm a spare of the moment guy.

-But, I like a little warning.

Ok, then.

Saturday night.

The dance at the pier.

I'll think about it.

But I might have other commitments.

How about a ride home? -She said, she didn't want a ride.

Wasn't talking to you, twit.

Now look what you did.

You almost scratched it.

Lay of 'em, Nash.

Don't you have anythink better to do? You think, I'm afraid of you, McGinnis? I don't know.

Are you? He's not worth it.

But you are, McGinnis.

Someday.

You ok? Move those support beams to the first storey.

And watch your port! Keep that Golem steady! You hear me? -I copy, Frank.

I copy.

Yeah, that's it.

Keep her steady.

So what are you gonna do to the guy, who did that? No wonder, they walk all over ya.

I told you, Willie.

Someone pushes, you push back.

-Yeah, like that'll work.

You listen to me.

I'm not raising a wuss.

Will you keep it straight! I want you to take care of this, Willie.

You hear? How am I suppose to do that? -Hit 'em where it hurts! You figure it out.

This camouflage option really soars.

Just when the game was gettin' good.

Where did he come from? I'm tellin' ya.

The Golem was right there, before I took my break.

-Golem? Galvanic lifter machine, GLM.

Golem.

It's a robot.

and this jerk loses it! -Hey! Hey! That's enough of that! If this Golem thing, is as big as you say, they couldn't have take it to fare.

I'm sick of the mall.

How about a ride? You like that car more then me? -Who's talkin' about cars? Wait! Hit 'em where it hurts.

No, not the car! Leave us alone! Gotcha now, stupid little bat.

My hero.

The Golem's control helo was found on the roof top.

Fused.

-Any chance they found the head that went with it? No such luck.

The Golem went straight for that car.

-Belongs to Nelson Nash.

He goes to Hill High.

-Know anyone who might have a grudge against 'em? -The line starts with me and goes around the block.

Twice.

The Golem is now in Police impound awaiting a full investigation.

And while it sits there, I can't finish the building.

Just another example of technology gone ba ba ba bad.

When I get my hands on the jerk, who stole that Golem, I'm gonna make him sorry he was ever born.

Maybe he already is.

-What was that? Nothin'.

Come on, baby.

You know, I care about you.

I though you were righ behind me.

-I was.

By about a hundred feet.

Big brave Nelson.

I might as well go to the dance with a twit, like Willie Watt.

Willie? Are you busy saturday night? -You You talkin' about the dance? Wanna go or not? -Yeah.

Great, call me.

Think I'm gonna let some twit take my girl.

Relax.

Your saved.

For now.

Hey, Willie.

You all right? -Yeah, I'm great.

Just great.

I know, you're there.

Getting closer.

I can feel you.

Hey, school boy, where's your hallway pass? Did no one ever tell you, not to come to Joker teritory without some kinda tribut.

-I got somethin' for ya.

A joke.

All right then.

Make me laugh.

What's 2 stories tall and eats Jokerz? What? -Him.

You're not laughing.

Let's go, let's go let's go! -Move out! Move out! I knew you'd come.

It's like you're part of me now.

This is so slammin'.

I have you, I have Blade.

From now on, everything's gonna be different.

I'm glad Mr.

Wayne gave you the night off.

This wouldn't have been as much fun without you.

You would've come alone? -Hey, I got a life too, you know.

Willie! -Yes? Your hand.

-Oh, sorry.

She's so stupid.

Would you like some punch? -Whatever.

Ok.

I'll be right back.

Take your time.

Hey, Blade.

Nice corsage or is it jungle camouflage? Know it of, Rhino.

Can't you see, how miserable she is? -Like you care.

I do.

Really.

I can't tell you, how sorry I am, for acting the way I did.

Give me another chance, baby.

You won't be sorry.

-I would, but Willie.

I'll take care of 'em.

He'll understand.

Come on, Willie boy.

We gotta talk.

You had your fun, now get real.

Blade's too hot, for a twit like you.

Be smart and step aside.

No! I'm trying to be generous here.

-I don't need your generosity.

Yeah, you do.

Oh, no.

-Sorry, I Oh, it wasn't that.

Look.

It's Willie.

-Wet Willie.

Someone should do something.

Yeah? The Golem is heading your way.

I hope you brough your suit.

What are you lookin' at, twit? Come on, Willie.

Terry and I will take you home.

I don't need your help.

I don't need anyone's help anymore! Nelson! -Let go! Thanks.

-Don't mention it.

You should've stayed out of it, Batman.

Willie! So your doin' this.

Stop it! Right now! Willie, what are you doin'? Who's the wuss now, dad? How are you doing this? With supreme satisfaction.

But he's your father.

-Not for long.

Jump! I can't swim! Terrific.

No! Come back.

Come back.

Better go talk to 'em.

I have a feeling, you won't be seeing him for a while.

Yeah, sure caused a lot of trouble.

Guess that means, he ain't no wuss anymore.

And the Golem has been completely dismantled.

As for the young chief, he's been sentenced to 3 years in a county juvenile facility.

Change the channel.

I wanna watch wrestling.

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