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You're listening to DC High Volume Batman. This episode of DC High Volume Batman contains references to suicide and may be distressing for some listeners. Listener discretion is advised. Sophia Falcone, the Hangman Killer, is dead marking an end to mob reign over Gotham City. With the city still recovering from the Columbus Day attacks Batman has been on patrol night after night after night. But even he has his limits. And now. Ego Part 1.
Buster Stamps
You are now leaving Gotham City.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Drive carefully.
Buster Stamps
You are now leaving Gotham City.
Martha Wayne
Drive carefully. You are now leaving Gotham City. Drive carefully.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
It's at times like this, in the cold, in the dark I feel that I'm losing my way. That the city I've given myself to threatens to crush me with the weight of my commitment to her. Earlier this evening, a looting and killing spree at a charity ball. 27 dead. With all the victims sporting big grins and red lips. The Joker's laughing gas. What horrifies me most is I seem to be getting used to it. The pain. The death. Not now, but used to it like each new atrocity is the echo of a pistol fired long ago in the depths of a dry well. No matter what we do, he gets away. The clown's long gone by now.
Announcer / Fred (Director)
Doesn't matter. But remark the day to be out by.
Buster Stamps
Is that the Joker?
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Oh, he's not moving.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Western Batman, stop gawking and get a doctor.
Thomas Wayne
Doctor?
Announcer / Fred (Director)
You kidding? Putting cuffs on this guy? The Batman says hello.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
It took 27 hours to bring the Joker down. Two knife wounds need medical attention. The rest of the gang was routine. The only loose end is the driver, buster snips. And $400,000 in charity money. Gotham is the largest city in the country but Buster knows it's not big enough to keep him safe from me. Not much time. Need to get in position. True to form, Buster is running, but he can't hide. A lesson he learned the hard way last night.
Announcer / Fred (Director)
No.
Buster Stamps
No, no, no, no, no. Please, Please. I'll tell you. Please.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
I persuaded Buster that it was in his best interest to tell me where the Joker was. Somehow he pulled a F and made off with the money. But I've been keeping tabs on him. My tracking device indicates he's heading this way. And odds are he'll cross this bridge and through this old gatehouse on his way out of town. Suddenly, my knees go slack and I grab some wool. I stand there shaking, waiting for it all to pass. And I feel the nagging, melancholy crowd out. More pressing thoughts. I realized long ago that I can't change the world in three years. I've come to realize that I can't appreciably change this city. I've begun to wonder if the only thing I can change is myself. The shaking stops long enough for me to pull myself up to the top level of the bridge. The wind cuts through the thermals. I look on the bright side. At least my shoulder is too numb to feel. The city's impartial gaze darts across my back. Is it realistic, this obsession? Is it sane? I drop the introspection. It's time to go to work. I'm tired of men, Buster. Morally bankrupt and unimaginative. Empty, meaningless men feeding off my city and contributing nothing. I'm about to leap down onto the hood of his car and scare the pants off him when the unexpected happens. Okay. Why would he stop in the middle of the bridge? Buster stares at the top of the parapet. A look steals over his face that I can't put my finger on. I watch him climb the face of the wall. And it hits me. He must have the money stashed up there. Okay. Come on, Buster. Come on, Buster. Just when I think this is going to wrap itself up nice and neat, it unravels into the irrational. Okay.
Thomas Wayne
Come on.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Oh, come on. Come on. It's not the money. He's going to jump. Pain gone, exhaustion gone. There is only adrenaline and a target high above. Maybe too high. No time to think. Just a fraction of a second for me to realize that there's nowhere to tie the rope off. I've caught Buster, but without an anchor point, this line is going to send me hurtling. It feels as though my bad arm is going to tear away from my body until I compare it to the exquisite pain of hitting concrete at 35 miles per hour. The wall slams against my back. No use. Have to slow my ascent. Come on. One boot at a time. Generate enough friction against this wall. Sloppy, painful, but effective. As I rise. There. A maintenance ladder just to my left.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
I swing toward it.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
There. It'll hold.
Young Bruce Wayne
No.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Buster's gratitude warms my heart. I consider leaving him to hang while I quietly pass out. It takes everything I've got to pull him up. He whirls at me, eyes blazing with hate.
Buster Stamps
Last night you threatened to drop me off a rooftop. And tonight you stopped me. What's the matter, fruitcake? Can't make up your mind?
Bruce Wayne / Batman
He's wild, unpredictable. Gotta pull myself together and try to stand up. The wave of dizziness hits me. He's reaching for something. Vision blurs and then clears.
Buster Stamps
Don't move, you freak.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
The Joker's been put away, Buster. You're safe now.
Young Bruce Wayne
Safe?
Buster Stamps
You idiot. Who do you think you're dealing with? How many times has he been caught? You morons always let him escape. Chucky Soul gave me the word. The Joker knows I ratted him out. He wanted me to know that when he gets out he'll be looking me and my family up to show his appreciation. You self righteous nut. You used me in your little game of cops and robbers. But the Joker will never get his hands on any of my family. I couldn't bear the thought of my wife and daughter in the hands of that maniac. So I killed them myself.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Buster.
Buster Stamps
I'll see you in hell, you mass lunatic.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
No. What have I done? In the Batmobile. Push the pedal to the floor. Images flood through my mind.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
In the professional opinion of Dr. Hugo Stray, the diagnosis is clear. He craves fame, but only as this fictional construct, the Batman. This of course, indicates both schizophrenia and a split personality.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
90 miles per hour.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
I may be mayor, but off the record, Gordon, the man must be a total head case. Don't you agree, Bruce?
Bruce Wayne / Batman
120 miles per hour.
Buster Stamps
I'll see you in hell, you masked lunatic.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
150 miles per hour. Entering the cave.
Unknown / Emergency Voice
No.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
I need to inches from a sheer cliff. What have I done? I load a picture of my parents on the back computer. A photo from Happy Days. Mother, Father, I have something to tell you. I tell them of a man named Buster Stamps. A man who had a wife and a child. By the time I'm done, my body is wracked with an uncontrollable sobbing. They remained frozen through it all as if they were hanging on my every word urging me to discover the center of this grief. To heal it from the inside out. In the past, whenever I had lost hope and the darkness closed in on me the power of the cave and the undying spirit of my parents would bear me up and fuel me with the strength to carry on. But as Dawn's brittle fingers steal across the frozen ground to herald a new morning I find that this time it's not enough. I can't do it. Not anymore. A wave of relief passes over me and I feel the beast's hold on me slip away. For the first time in 20 years, I'm at peace. That feeling lasts for exactly 20 seconds. That computer roars to life. An ungodly apparition fills the screen.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
You fool. You think you know pain? You coward. I will show you pain. Have I got your attention, Bruce?
Bruce Wayne / Batman
I'm not sure how not sure why, but as my heart floods with terror, I am sure of one thing. I am facing myself.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Who are you? Who am I? Don't be stupid, Bruce. You know who I am. And you know why I'm here. You've been looking at the pictures. Feeling sentimental, little old man. Ah, here's one from Christmas. Mom, dad. It's tough for you at Christmas, isn't it, Bruce? They left when you were so young. You wonder what it would have been like to grow up with them there to guide you, love you. Just grow up with them alive. But they're dead, Bruce. Just like Snip's wife and child.
Announcer / Fred (Director)
Stop.
Narrator
Dead.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Dead.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Dead.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Please stop. I know this can't be real. A trick, Scarecrow.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
They can't help you anymore. We clean. They're dead.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
The voice coming from the computer. It must be a trick of some kind. Emergency shut off. It's all this morbid introspection. That and buster. I'm sure losing two pints of blood didn't help either. For now, I think I better kill. The thing from the computer coalesces in front of me in a cloud of smoke. My God.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Perhaps. But lately you've been lacking faith.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
This can't be real.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Realities in deep.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Where this is happening.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
In the far reaches of space. Where on the head of a pin is irrelevant. What you need to know is. I will not be dismissed. I am not a costume, a Persona you can cast off. I am the very heart of you. During our youth, I lay dormant within, knew, faceless, nameless.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
I existed.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
But I could hear. I could feel.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Even inside.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
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Announcer / Fred (Director)
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Young Bruce Wayne
Wow. Zorro.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
I remember that Christmas, Bruce. It was the day we first met. And there you are now, so young, so innocent.
Young Bruce Wayne
This is the best gift. It's exactly what I wanted. Thanks, mom and dad.
Martha Wayne
You're welcome, dear.
Thomas Wayne
Oh.
Young Bruce Wayne
Open mine, dad.
Martha Wayne
It's a tie with a beautiful Santa Priscan beach embroidered on it.
Thomas Wayne
Thanks, son.
Young Bruce Wayne
Let's go, Zorro. Ooh, look at his cape. When I run.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Whoosh.
Young Bruce Wayne
Dad, you gotta look. Whoosh. Sword. Swish.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Swish.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Whoosh.
Young Bruce Wayne
There he goes.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
It was a glorious morning. We ran about and sang, bathed in the light of the morning sun and their love.
Thomas Wayne
I have something for you too.
Martha Wayne
Now, Thomas, I thought we agreed.
Narrator
Agreed?
Martha Wayne
No surprises this year. Oh, Thomas. Pearls, Thomas, My love.
Thomas Wayne
Let's see it on you. Merry Christmas.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Even the great Zorro could feel the electric charge of love that filled the room that morning.
Young Bruce Wayne
Hey, guys. I hope dad picks them out. Mom, where's my kiss?
Martha Wayne
Thank you, son. Well, boys, how's your dinner?
Thomas Wayne
Martha, this is the best turkey you've ever made.
Martha Wayne
You say that every year, you fibber.
Thomas Wayne
Fibber? Me? Bruce, help me out here. Is this not the best bird ever?
Young Bruce Wayne
Mm.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Telephone for you, sir.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
I'm very sorry, but it seems there is an emergency.
Martha Wayne
Always an emergency.
Thomas Wayne
Dr. Wayne here. Are you sure you've tried the medication? I see. I'll be right there.
Martha Wayne
Thomas, you promised.
Thomas Wayne
I'm sorry, darling. I'll be back as soon as I can. Thomas, it's Edward Fletcher. You've heard me discuss him.
Martha Wayne
You Know how Bruce was looking forward to this? Your work takes you away so much.
Thomas Wayne
Hey, Bruce.
Young Bruce Wayne
Yes, sir?
Thomas Wayne
It's pretty snowy out there. I could sure use a good navigator. What do you say?
Young Bruce Wayne
Yes, sir. Come on, Zorro.
Martha Wayne
You two be careful now.
Young Bruce Wayne
Dad, can I ask you a question?
Thomas Wayne
Sure, Bruce. What's on your mind?
Young Bruce Wayne
Well, today mom said she liked your present, but she was crying. I don't get it.
Thomas Wayne
Bruce. Sometimes people are so happy that they can't find the words and their emotions take over. Sometimes they laugh when they're sad and cry when they're happy. Understand?
Young Bruce Wayne
Not really.
Thomas Wayne
You will, son. One day it will all be clear to you. For now, young man, watch the car and stay out of trouble.
Young Bruce Wayne
Yes, sir.
Thomas Wayne
I'll be back before you know it.
Young Bruce Wayne
When the the moon is bright he comes out of the night the hero we call sorrow he saves the fair maid, carves a Z with his blade A Z that stands for sorrow.
Announcer / Fred (Director)
And.
Young Bruce Wayne
Bruce Wayne wins the Indy 500. Now the crowd goes wild. What's taking so long? What? Dad.
Thomas Wayne
Edward. Hang on, Edward. Stay with me, Edward. Stay with me. Hang on, Edward. Nurse, call him ambulance.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Yes, sir.
Thomas Wayne
Right away.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Hang on, Edward.
Thomas Wayne
Hello?
Bruce Wayne / Batman
We need a Fletcher, please.
Thomas Wayne
Please.
Announcer / Fred (Director)
Dad?
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Bruce? Why are you.
Thomas Wayne
Oh, Bruce. I didn't want you to see this.
Young Bruce Wayne
Dad. That man is dead, right?
Thomas Wayne
Yes, son. It was his time.
Young Bruce Wayne
Are you and mom going to die?
Thomas Wayne
Well, yes, we will, Bruce. Everyone passes on. But not before our time. And that's a long way away.
Young Bruce Wayne
Promise?
Thomas Wayne
I promise, son.
Martha Wayne
Bruce asleep? Good night, Bruce.
Young Bruce Wayne
Mother.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
When your mother closed that door, you weren't alone. I was there with you.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
Faceless.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
Nameless. But I could feel you, Mother. And that night.
Young Bruce Wayne
Where's the slip? That's better. Good night, Zoro.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
You could feel me. It was a short time later that everything changed. And in one horrifying instant.
Thomas Wayne
Thomas.
Bruce Wayne / Batman
He's got a.
Ego / Inner Voice / Scarecrow
I exploded within your young heart.
Narrator
To be continued. You've been listening to DC High volume Batman Ego Batman Ego Comic Written and illustrated by Darwin Cooke Directed by Fred Greenhalgh Audio adaptation by Fred Greenhalgh Roshan Singh Sambi and Scott Lee Chua Batman Created by Bob Kane with Bill Finger Starring Jason Spisak as Bruce Wayne Batman and Ego With Charles Holford as Thomas Wayne Rebecca Mozo as Martha Wayne and Cassidy Kaston as young Bruce Also starring Troy Baker Hayden Bishop Reba Burr Ajarae Coleman Ethan Dubin Darren DePaul Richard Epkar Nick Fisher Dan Gill Eric Lang Tommy Kang Stephanie Koenigse Ronnie Marmo Michael McLone Rebecca Mozo Adam O', Byrne, Jay Paulson, Stephanie Hsieh, Kevin Smith, Mike Starr, Eric Morgan Stewart, Keith Sarabaika, Casey Turner, Pilar Yoribe, Simon Vance, Maura Vincent, Time Winters, Mick Wingert and Lath walshlager with crowd voices by Philip Hobbie, Heather Irish, Tony Riley, William Walker and Ashanti Williams. Casting by Sunday Bowling Kennedy and Meg Moorman. CSA produced by Fred Greenhalgh and Roshan Singh Sambhi Executive producers for DC Mike Pallotta and Victor Diaz, Executive producers for Realm Molly Barton and Carly Milori Production manager Jordan Acconcia Music composed by Sam Ewing and Perine Virgil Additional music by Marcus Thorne Bagala Supervising sound design and mix by Jeff Schmidt Additional sound design by Jonathan Roberts Dialogue editing by Chia Yam Chong Additional production support by Andas Productions Assistant editor Jamie Leidwinger Associate producer Andrew Kwan Production services provided by Realm Recorded at Real Voice, LA, CityVox, the Orange Lounge and Acadia Recording Company. This podcast was recorded under a SAG AFTRA agreement based on characters from dc. The characters and events depicted in this podcast are fictional. Any similarity to any actual person, living or dead, or to any actual events, firms, places and institutions, or other entities is coincidental and unintentional. This podcast is protected under the laws of the United States and other countries and its unauthorized duplication, distribution or exhibition may result in civil liability and criminal prosecution. Copyright and trademark D.C. all rights reserved.
The debut chapter of "Batman: Ego" in the DC High Volume: Batman audio drama immerses listeners into the psychological turmoil of Bruce Wayne. Beginning after the fall of Gotham’s mob empire and the death of Sophia Falcone, Batman is exhausted, haunted, and forced to confront the very essence of his mission and identity. This episode, an adaptation of classic comics ("Batman: Year One," "The Long Halloween," "Dark Victory," and "Ego"), explores Batman’s inner struggles in the grim twilight between heroism and obsession.
The episode is thematically dark, psychological, and emotionally intense, with moments of warmth and deep cut grief. The writing and performances gravitate toward noir introspection, faithfully channeling the tone of classic Batman comics and Batman’s internal monologue—raw, haunted, and philosophical.
In "Batman: Ego – Chapter 1," the lines between Bruce Wayne’s mission and his psyche blur as he confronts the devastating fallout of his war on crime and the specter of his own trauma. The episode ends with Bruce reliving the formative losses of his childhood, and the chilling realization that even in moments of innocence, his dark “Ego” was with him, waiting to emerge.
To Be Continued…