Our story begins with an overhead view of a prison at night. Smoke pours from behind the outer wall and the shattered front entrance, as well as from a spot on the bridge that leads to the complex
Guard 1: Code red! Cellblock Nine! Move out!
The other two follow and he brings up the rear. They run in a short distance and then slow to a walk, weapons at the ready.
Guard 1: Main yard secure.
Something very large is thrown down in front of them to roll a little bit.
Guard 3: There he is! (They advance.)
Guard 8: He'll free the criminals! (They level their weapons.)
Guard 1: Fire!
Their target has already bashed a large hole through the wall of the cellblock and is on the way in: he threw part of the torn-out section at them. Seen from the back, this creature is at least ten feet tall, very blocky, and appears to be built entirely of concrete. We have just met the villain Cinderblock. Laser blasts from the guards strike the edges of the hole he has made, while a few connect with his back and others fly past. He turns to them, revealing an equally blocky face with small, red eyes. The shots are having no discernible effect on him. Voicing a grating roar, he raises one massive foot and stomps the ground; this produces a long fissure that throws debris
???: You know, Cinderblock, normally, the bad guys break out of jail.
???: And I can think of six good reasons why you don't want to break in
We cut to the boy wonder cape crusader: he leaps across the floor and lands in a crouch.
Robin: One!
We then see female Tamaranean Flying through the air and lands, looking sidelong at the camera from over her shoulder
Starfire: Two!
Then switched to a boy with green skin and hair as a tiger, lunges in. When he comes down, he has taken human form except for his head and one arm; he quickly restores these as well.
Beast Boy: Three!
A purple cloaked heroine with pale skin shown with a serious expression drops in and gets ready to cast a spell
Raven: Four.
Then a half human half Cyborg jumps in.
Cyborg: Five!
We see snow-white hair as the hair atop his head is flaming. sporting pale blue skin, red eyes, pointed ears, fangs ghost teen. As his seen Wearing a black jumpsuit with white boots, collar, belt and gloves. As he hovers down menacingly
Ethereal: Six!
The titans brace themselves for battle
Robin: No matter how you do the math, it all adds up to you going down. So, are you going to go quietly...
Cyborg: ...Or is this gonna get loud?
Cinderblock roars as it's response and charges straight toward them.
Ethereal: (Cracks his fists) They never learn do they?
Robin: Titans! Go!
They charge as Beast Boy becomes a falcon to fly behind Raven, Ethereal and Starfire, Yelling, the six heroes and the one oversized villain hurtle towards one another.
Cinderblock continuing his rush. The Titans do likewise. After a few seconds, the view shifts Y/N flying past the titans. As Y/N came close to cinder block delivering some heavy blows at block head.
Cinder block grew tired of this he attempted to crush Ethereal but approved useless as the ghost teen vanished before his eyes before he could attend said action.
Cinderblock surprise that this wondering where he went only to be interfered by Robin landing a solid kick that staggered the foe. He turns around just in time to catch a double dose of starbolts in the back, courtesy of Starfire. Now Cyborg aims a right hook; even though Cinderblock stops it, he is still driven back by the impactaway. She throws a couple of starbolts, but is then grabbed in those two enormous hands and pulled in with a little gasp for a face-to-face look at Cinderblock. A smile comes over her face.
Starfire: I am sorry to disappoint you, but I am stronger than I look.
She proves it by breaking his grip and delivering a high kick that drove him back against the wall. A cry from Beast Boy, falcon is heard, and he swoops in again; in an instant, he has hit the ground and transformed into a tyrannosaurus rex. Cinderblock stands pat before his thundering charge and knocks him back with a single left hook.
As this was all happening Raven was seen trying to conjure up a spell
Raven: Azarath Metrion--
But before she could finish her spell she was cut off the incantation with a sharp, shocked gasp as she discovers Beast Boy's shadow falling over her and sees him dropping from above. Overhead view; his panicked yell from beast boy is accompanied by the shadow's change to human form. He falls on her like a ton of bricks and is the first to get up, shaking his head to clear it. Raven stands a moment later and grits her teeth in anger before getting herself under control. A lock of hair falls over her face.
Beast Boy: (sheepishly laughing ) Heh heh heh...watch out for falling dinosaurs?
She gives him a hard glance and blows her hair aside
Beast boy: I'm gonna leave you alone now.
As beast boy quickly transformed into a bug and flew. Cinderblock chuckles at the scene and starts to cross the area, and attempts to crush them Ethereal jumped in creating a force force field shielding them from the blow.
As cinder block was focused on the field Robin jumps onto his neck and tries to put him in a headlock. Stumbling about at random, the stone behemoth tears a girder loose from the wall. A chunk of concrete from the floor goes with it.
Robin: Thrashing only makes me hold tighter!
Cinderblock raises the girder for a swing back over his shoulder to hit Robin, but misses when the Boy Wonder jumps away just in time; he only clocks himself in the head. Cyborg looks at another girder
Cyborg: Now there's an idea.
He rips it out free and charges at cinder block . he and Cinderblock, in silhouette, swing at each other, the entire screen flashing blue every time their makeshift clubs collide. Cyborg steadily gains ground on the enemy. they struggle at close quarters, and Cinderblock pushes Cyborg back in preparation for a mighty swing. It connects, sending the Titan and his girder skidding across the floor. Starfire floats down from above; Cinderblock gets ready to let her have it, but the quick flash of a starbolt causes the steel to heat and soften in his hands. He grunts in surprise, and she laughs as Raven looks on.
Cinderblock grunts and runs off down the corridor, heading deeper into the prison. Cyborg is still flat on his back, but gets up with a helping hand from Robin and dusts himself
Ethereal: (Sarcastic)Fellas hate to interrupt your scenic stroll, but Cinderblock's taking a leisurely jog in the opposite direction. I mean, who needs to catch villains when we can just admire the scenery, right?"
Robin: Want to give this guy the Sonic Boom? (Cyborg smiles and converts his arm to sonic cannon mode.)
Cyborg: I got the Sonic if you got the Boom.
Their four teammates regroup and look off down the corridor. Cut to Cinderblock, still heading farther in.
Robin and Cyborg running straight at him. They peel off to opposite sides and go up the walls, then jump toward each other as the cannon warms up. Whatever they were planning goes badly wrong, however, as their feet accidentally get tangled up and they are left spinning out of control in midair. Finally, they fly apart and Cyborg crashes into the wall. His cannon goes off, producing a blast of sound that engulfs Beast Boy and Starfire. Robin slams against the other wall; a disc in his hand slides away and detonates at Raven's feet.
Cinderblock is completely unscathed by the fireworks and smashing straight through one through one wall after another in his path. Prisoners step out to look after the lumbering colossus, then start to sprint out the same way he came in.
Other voices are heard among these words. Cut to Robin, on his feet and rubbing his head; the commotion reaches him from around the corner, and soon a throng of escaping prisoners is coming straight at him. He whips out his fighting staff and extends it to full length, and he, Raven, Ethereal, Beast Boy, and Starfire get ready to throw down
silhouettes of the 6 Titans and the prisoners against a red background. As the latter are caught by surprise, the former let them have it. Beast Boy resumes his T-rex form scared the some prison Etheral horrifyingly screeched at them scaring the living soul out of them.
We then cut to sign on a cell door. Prisoner 385901-Absolute Silence! Cinderblock's footsteps rumble as his shadow appears over the sign. Inside the cell, which is extremely large, a cylindrical glass tank of liquid is suspended from the ceiling. Within it is the figure of a man, floating erect and clad only in what looks like a pair of swim briefs. The door is smashed off its hinges, and Cinderblock enters and approaches the tank. In close-up, the man is seen to be perhaps in his thirties, very thin, with a shaved head. He is asleep and snoring loudly.
Cinderblock rips the entire tank away from the ceiling-mounted apparatus that holds it; broken hoses spew liquid and gases about the cell. He then punches a hole in the floor and jumps through it to make his escape, pulling the tank after himself. Even though the container gets briefly stuck and has to be yanked forcibly through the hole, 385901 does not so much as stir in his sleep.
Wipe to just outside the entrance of the cellblock as two prisoners run out in a bid for freedom.
Prisoner 1: Let's go, let's go!
Prisoner 2: I think we're gonna make it!
Prisoner 1: Yeah!
From their perspective, they approach the smashed gate in the outer wall, which is promptly closed when the pieces fly back into the frame. Back to the prisoners, who stop in their tracks.
Prisoners 1 and 2: (in unison) Huh?
Snap to black, which resolves into a swirling vortex in front of the gate. It recedes to nothing as Raven floats in through the barrier; repaired by her telekinesis.
Raven: don't even think about it
The prisoners couldn't help themselves but be afraid but noticed one was acting a bit odd like as if he was being possessed
Ethereal: What's wrong guys you look like you've seen a ghost!
As prisoners frightened by this as Ethereal laughing wildly
We then switch to the corridor, near the holes where Cinderblock smashed through the walls. Guards keep watch as the prisoners return to their cells, their arms shackled behind their backs. Pan from here to the Titans; Beast Boy is now a gorilla, but he quickly assumes human form
Beast Boy: Jailbreak? I don't see any jailbreak.
Robin: None of us would have seen one if Cyborg hadn't messed up! (He looks away.)
Cyborg: Me? I messed up nothing! (with great force; Robin's cape blows back) You got in my way! (He looks away as well.)
Robin: (turning back) You were too far forward, and Cinderblock got away because of it!
Cyborg: (turning back) You saying this is my fault?
Robin: Want me to say it again?
Starfire: Stop! No more mean talking!
They turn their backs on her and each other, and the normal background restores itself as Beast Boy speaks up
Beast Boy: Yeah. If you two are gonna fight, we need time to sell tickets. (He backs off; Raven steps up.)
Ethereal: Ah, the blame game. Classic. But hey, while you two figure out who gets the gold medal in 'Messing Up,' maybe we should focus on catching the real bad guys. Just a thought.
Raven: Ethereal is right. Cinderblock escaped. No amount of yelling will change that.
Cyborg and Robin throw each other a disdainful glance from over their shoulders, and both of them snort.
Robin and Cyborg: Hmph!
Their respective exhalations are visible in the air. Now they stride away, leaving the other Titans nonplussed.
Robin: (softly) Loser.
Cyborg: (softly) Jerk.
Robin and Cyborg: (in unison) What did you say?!?
They go face to face. The background turns red again.
Robin: Do you have a problem, Tin Man?
Cyborg: Yeah! It's four feet tall and smells like cheap hair gel!
This hits him the wrong way. Cut to the others against the wall. Sight gag: they have become scared infants, with the pair's shadows thrown across them as rough caricatures.
Robin: Well, you're an oversized klutz and your feet smell like motor oil! (Beast Boy bawls like a baby.)
Cyborg: You're bossy, you're rude, you got no taste in music!
The sight gag ends as the camera shifts to frame all six again.
Robin: I don't even know why you're on this team!
Cyborg: That makes two of us! I QUIT!!
These two words leave the rest of the group staring wide-eyed in total shock. He walks away from theirs against a blue field, and Robin hangs his head. Fade to black as the sound of machinery makes
We now cut to a close-up of turning gears and dissolve to a series of other shots of heavy equipment hard at work; cams and pistons and crankshafts. Pan from the last view across a large enclosure illuminated chiefly by dim red light, then stop on a shadowy figure seated on a large chair atop a raised platform. No features can be seen except the glint of full-body armor and one eye, the left. An overhead fixture pours light down on the seat. This is Slade, though he will not be named for some time to come. In the harsh glare, the right side of the head and shoulder show a gray tint, while red-orange appears on the other side.
Cinderblock stumps into the light and places the tank containing 385901 on the floor. When the masked figure speaks, his tone is even and measured.
Masked Figure: Cinderblock. I see your mission was a success. Good. We will proceed with Phase Two. Wake him.
The concrete brute strains at the metal cap on the top end of the tank and manages to unscrew it, releasing thick clouds of vapor. When they clear, the occupant begins to stir from his slumber.
385901: (through glass, startled) I'm...awake? No! I'm not supposed be awake! I'm only human when I'm asleep!
Masked figure: But for what I have in mind, your human form is useless to me. (leans forward) I need Plasmus.
The man's form begins to swell up and distort within the tank, causing the glass to bulge and finally shatter. What comes out is a mass of purplish slime that overwhelms the nearby Cinderblock, accompanied by more fumes from the liquid inside. When the view clears, the overhead light has gone out and the ooze has formed itself into a very large, roughly shaped humanoid with an extremely wide mouth and two tiny yellowish eyes; Plasmus, the form taken by 385901 whenever he is not asleep. The reason for the silence warning on his cell's door is now abundantly clear. Plasmus comes forward and lets off a screeching roar.
the exterior of Titans Tower. It is now the next day. Ringing is heard over a telephone line, followed by the click of the call being answered.
Cyborg: (on the answering machine) This is Cyborg. I'm either in the gym, playing GameStation, (Zoom in slowly.) or kicking bad-guy butt. Leave a message. (Beep.)
Cut to the operations center. Starfire is at the kitchen counter, Raven is looking at a bank of monitors, accompanied with Y/N whose just hovering above her in a relaxed pose and Beast Boy pacing with a cell phone in his hand: he made the call. Robin stands at the windows.
Beast Boy: Yo Cy! Pick up! (Pause.) Come on, Cy, pick up! (Close-up of Raven; he paces behind her.) I know you're there. The phone's built in your arm!
we then see that Starfire is mixing something in a bowl. Raven reaches up to press a key. Now Beast Boy hangs up disgustedly. Cut to an extreme close-up of Starfire, who holds up a spoonful of glop from her bowl.
Starfire: Try. The displeasing taste will ease your troubled mind. (Raven turns to her.)
Raven: My mind is never troubled. People come, people go. It's pointless to be upset about Cyborg.
Her hair flies wildly about her face and all the monitors crack; a sudden flare-up of her powers, caused by the fact that she is upset about his absence. She does not notice the damage, as she is looking directly at Starfire's wide-eyed and Ethereal deadpan expression
Raven: What?
Starfire: Ethereal you must try the (Ethereal interrupted her)
Ethereal: yeah... no. that's gonna be a hard pass for me Star
We then switch to Robin's silhouette, against the sunlight through the top-floor windows, looks morosely out over Jump City as Starfire's flies to him with her horrid concoction. she holds the bowl out to him
Starfire: Here, Robin. You must need this most of all since...well... (She lets it hang.)
Robin: I'm fine.
He then turns away from her, as we see his silhouette retreats from hers.
Robin: Who knows? Maybe we're better off without him.
she lowers her bowl and gazes after him with obvious concern. Wipe to a close-up of him in the gym; he is punching something just o.c. with great vigor. Pull back to reveal the target as a heavy bag. He delivers a final roundhouse kick and slumps over, winded. Looking up, he sees his and Cyborg's weight benches; the latter equipped with the sort of giant barbells only that Titan could lift
In the kitchen, Beast Boy and Ethereal hoists a stack of dirty plates onto the counter by the sink. Many others are already piled up there.
Beast Boy: Yo! Whose turn to do dishes?
Ethereal: I guessing it was cy-
Robin: Cyborg.
The green Titan cries out briefly in surprise like a monkey at this as he latches himself to Ethereal as he didn't find much of surprise . Robin goes to the sink and starts to wash a plate. Dissolve to him on the couch in the operations center; he is now playing on the GameStation system and blasting enemy aircraft out of the sky. The screen is projected onto the windows.
Robin: Come on, come on...I'm not scared to take...no! Yeah! Got it! Just one more and...yes!
Close-up of the screen, which flashes red and blue and shows the message "Cyborg-1,000,000."
Robin: New high score!
Cyborg's name is smashed away by Robin's, and the score changes to 5,000,000. However, the Titan who set it is no longer elated by his achievement. Cut to the hall; he approaches the door of Cyborg's room. It opens to show the interior, and the camera starts to swivel slowly around. Bookcase with pictures and a baseball on top, computer desk with a football by the monitor, trophy case in one rear corner, and areas for self-repair and diagnostics. A large inclined table with a footstop at its lower end is in the other rear corner; what the missing Titan uses for a bed.
Robin: Cinderblock strikes again?
Ethereal: You wish.
A Dissolve to a long shot of a chemical factory; it is now nighttime. Inside, jets of colored solutions shoot down from overhead nozzles and flow together in a pipeline that snakes across the factory floor. The mixture emerges from its other end and falls into a waiting barrel; pan from here to Plasmus at the free end of the conveyor on which it and others are resting. As the belt starts to move, he picks up each arriving barrel and guzzles it, growing a few feet taller after each of the first two. The third is hit with a starbolt before he can finish it; the remaining chemicals spill out the broken end, and he lifts the barrel to his eye to peer through it.
His perspective, swiveling across the area. The five Titans are waiting for him.
Robin: Ethereal! Starfire! Let him have it!
They both obliged with a starbolt and ecto blast as they blew a hole clear through the creature's head
Starfire: (gasps) Did I and Ethereal let him have too much?
Beast Boy: I'm thinking not enough.
Its hand balled into a fist, one gooey arm extends itself toward Starfire, who shrieks as Raven plows her out of the way.
Robin: (pulls a disc from his belt) Maybe he just needs to chill.
He scales the projectile at Plasmus; it freezes the long arm solid upon impact. The owner of said arm looks at it in surprise, then shatters it against an overhead pipe. Robin jumps for cover, while B Beast Boy turns into a pterodactyl and lifts off. Ethereal blazes away from above, driving Plasmus back a bit, and Beast Boy executes several punching strikes with his talons. The foe blocks these and retaliates by lashing out with many thick tentacles from the stump of his missing arm.
Both Titans cut and run to stay out of the mess. Starfire throws shots every which way to fend off the attack as Beast Boy does a few evasive maneuvers. Ethereal wailing at them as much as he can. Now Raven rises into the air.
Raven: Azarath Metrion Zinthos!
She levitates several barrels and launches them at Plasmus; they strike him in the chest, end first, and stick there. His arm now regrown,he gathers his strength and sends them right back, forcing her to dive for cover. Robin leaps in for a flying kick only to get that leg stuck in the mire, followed by his other leg and one hand when he tries more blows. He struggles to get loose
Robin: Come on! Let me go, you giant zit!
It only snarls and roars down at him before sending forth a huge jet of slime that carries him screaming along with it. The purple tide washes over Beast Boy, back to human form, as well. Dripping with it, Robin groans and gets up as Starfire rushes over.
Starfire: Robin!
Robin: I'm okay...sort of.
He spits out a wad or two. Beast Boy, meanwhile, has made it partway to his feet; his eyes are watering profusely.
Beast Boy: And I thought Star's pudding tasted bad!
A fresh howl from Plasmus' direction refocuses the attention of all four Titans in a hurry. Cut to a fuzzy image of him that flickers as the camera pulls back a bit to show this as a giant monitor, with two silhouettes standing before it. One of them, large, muscular, armored, is the masked figure; the other is a shorter individual.
Masked figure: Disappointing.
Cinderblock's silhouette moves into the frame. Close-up of Slade and the shorter person, an elderly fellow, bald on top, in a white suit and tie and a black shirt.
Masked figure: With one Titan missing, this is almost too easy. (Extreme close-up of his eye.) I was expecting more of a challenge. Cinderblock.
Masked figure: (smiling) I still got the Sonic if you still got the Boom.
At an open area of the factory floor. A gush of Plasmus' muck splatters down from above, and Starfire stands up within it and groans disgustedly.
The doors are finally smashed open. Robin, Starfire, and Beast Boy go in three different directions among the machinery; the latter turns into a cheetah as he runs. Plasmus' snake, separated from the rest of the body, chases Starfire; she turns in midair and bombards it with starbolts, but it lunges and catches her to drag her from the air. Beast Boy sprints along the floor, with one of the crab claws in hot pursuit. It opens wide and lashes out a long tongue that snares him. He breaks loose by turning into a gorilla, but is knocked off his feet by a flying tackle.
Raven along with Ethereal, meanwhile, flies along as the octopus chases on the ground. Ethereal kept on trying to blast it with the squid kept on dodging as this is going on She exerts her powers over all the machinery here, causing the bolts and screws to fall out, and the loosened vessels topple into the aisle one after another. The octopus swerves and slides to miss several of them, but is finally hit broadside. She looks back smugly only to find that it has recovered and placed itself directly in front of them. there is only time for one shocked gasp before it rears up to strike.
The only one left was Robin Who kept on going on the stream among with the other processing equipment other crab claw is after him and not letting up. He reaches a set of double doors, and the screen snaps to black-the darkened area on the other side, which is illuminated as he hurls himself through and into space. Lurid green light rises from the direction of the floor. Something breaks his fall, and he finds himself carried along in midair as he rubs his head; pull back to show him standing on a moving conveyor belt above several large vats of glowing chemicals
The crab claw lands behind him and pulls back to strike. Robin has his staff out in a snap and delivers several blows that merely splatter through the purple goo. The end is caught and broken off, but he simply extends the other end to make up for the lost length and swings again. This time, his weapon is not only blocked, but dashed from his hands to go spiraling over the vats. Going into classic kung fu mode, he backs up a few steps and lunges for a high kick.
Cut to Starfire, still held fast by Plasmus' snake portion. As she struggles, it wraps a coil around her head and squeezes itself together into a large ball. She bursts out of it after a moment and sees the main body perched on top of an equipment cabinet, lying in wait. Beast Boy, back in human form, and Raven and Ethereal into view, still held by their respective captor body parts, and the snake reforms at the feet of one very frightened Tamaranean teenager. She recoils at its strike.
At the conveyor. Robin steadily backs up before the opponent's advance, and it soon throws itself on top of him to pin him to the belt's surface. The Boy Wonder struggles mightily as both are swept toward the free end, which hangs over a bubbling vat. He goes partway over, then smiles wickedly and flips the claw backward off the precipice but goes wrong has to grab the corner of the belt to keep from going down with it. Close-up of this: the housing starts to pull loose, its strength. Robin strains with all the power he can put into his one-handed grip, but the conveyor has had all it can take. His fingers slide away from the ripping material to leave him plummeting toward the last bath he will ever take
Out of nowhere, a familiar bionic arm shoots into view and grabs his wrist. The camera turns down from him to the surface of the vat, where the sludgy apparition is dissolving harmlessly after having fallen in. On the conveyor, Robin has been hoisted up by cyborg! who stands behind him, and tries desperately to catch his breath
Cyborg: (smiling) I still got the Sonic if you still got the Boom.
Robin return the smile after hearing that, the feud between the two has come to an end. on the factory floor
Robin and Cyborg: (in unison) Teen Titans! Go!
Sonic Boom attack against Cinderblock inside the prison. This time, however, they do not get tangled up in midair, and Robin hurls an explosive disc while Cyborg fires his cannon. The combined effect of the two weapons is enough to blow Plasmus apart into small puddles of gunk; when the screen clears, we see 385901 dozing among the slop and snoring fitfully.
Cut to Beast Boy, Y/N Raven, who sit up out of the remains of their captors, and pan to
Starfire, who has already done likewise; they had been engulfed by the slime as Y/N got her our as she was breathing. Robin and Cyborg look down at the frail man who has just inflicted so much damage on the factory. Dissolve to them outside, watching as he is loaded onto a truck for the return trip to prison; he is contained in a new tank.
Robin: Look, uh...sorry about...
Cyborg: Yeah.
Robin: So...are we cool?
Cyborg: (smiles and holds out a fist) Frosty.
Robin smiles back as they tap fists. Pan to the other three Titans in the background.
Starfire: You made up! Glorious! I wish to initiate the of the group hug.
Raven & Ethereal: Pass.
Beast Boy: Yeah, yeah, yeah, warm fuzzies all around. But we still gotta stop Cinderblock.
Cyborg: No, we don't. (Back to him and Robin.) Thought I'd bring a present, 'case you were still mad.
He gestures behind himself, and in response Cinderblock is hoisted up on a winch, with the equipment he had been carrying in
Robin: Thanks. But there is one thing that's still bothering me.
Raven, Beast Boy, and Starfire first react with surprise while Ethereal raised a brow disbelief that anything could be bothering their leader at this point, given the events of the past few hours. Zoom in slowly on him.)
Robin: Breaking into jail? Using Plasmus to distract us? The whole plan seems to be a little too smart for Cinderblock.
Cyborg: I've been thinking the same thing.
The other four were relieved as Beast Boy and Starfire sigh visibly.
Robin: Someone must have been pulling the strings. But who?
Cyborg: Well, whoever they are...
Robin: Breaking into jail? Using Plasmus to distract us? The whole plan seems to be a little too smart for Cinderblock.
Cyborg: I've been thinking the same thing.
The other three are relieved; Beast Boy and Starfire sigh visibly while Ethereal simply just rolled his eyes
Robin: Someone must have been pulling the strings. But who?
Cyborg: Well, whoever they are...
Ethereal: Whoever they are, they won't escape us
the Titans are silhouetted against the evening sky, with a full moon behind them.
Cyborg: ...they're no match for the Teen Titans. (He and Robin trade a high five.)
Robin: I hear that!
we switch to close-up of a teacup and saucer on a table or ledge. A fist is slammed down, breaking them, after which a pair of white-gloved hands reaches down with a small broom and dustpan to sweep up the pieces. Pull back; it is the elderly man previously seen with masked figure, a butler. This is Wintergreen. He has a fresh cup, which he sets on the arm of his employer's chair. The masked figure once again seated and lit as before. Despite having just lashed out, his voice retains its control.
The masked figure: Next time, my plans will succeed. (Extreme close-up of his eye; zoom in as it narrows.) And the Titans will pay.