[theme song playing]
♪ When super me Becomes super we ♪
♪ Suddenly, magically Pretty automatically ♪
♪ Crushing it side by side
♪ Look out, world We're Super Hero Girls ♪
♪ Now that we're together Gonna get that super life! ♪
♪ Wow!
-[eerie music plays] -[owl hooting]
It sure is dark out he--
[gasps and whimpers]
It's the Stop Sign Butcher!
[Kara] Oh, yeah, you jokers are in for it now.
Really not a fan of movie night when it's Kara's pick.
Hey, Stop Sign Massacre 5 is a classic.
Babs, How can you enjoy this?
I'm just happy to have a night with just the girls.
I think retirement's getting to my dad lately,
because he's been wanting to hang out nonstop.
Well, have you tried telling him you could use a little space?
Nah. He's a tad sensitive about that kind of thing,
and I don't want to hurt his feelings.
Hey, did you guys start the movie?
[man on tv groans]
Uh, hi, Dad.
We didn't realize you wanted to watch this with us.
Well, it's okay. I'll catch up.
-[man on tv gasps] -Now who's that?
Wait, who's that? That guy.
Is he the bad guy?
Why does he have a stop sign?
Uh-oh, I don't like where this is going.
Babs, don't look!
[woman screaming]
The villain known as Bane has escaped.
Can we talk a sec in the kitchen?
Dad, I love spending time with you.
Really. I do.
I couldn't think of a better way to spend my retirement, Pumpkin Pants.
Well, you shouldn't feel like you have to spend it all with me.
You have to do some things for yourself.
Like take up a hobby or volunteer
or do whatever it is old people do.
Hmm.
Not that you're old.
It's just old people do really fun things, I'm told.
It's okay, Babs.
I get your point.
The hobby's a fine idea.
[Kara] Babs! Babs, you're missing it.
He's got a Spanish stop sign now!
-[metal clanks on tv] -[Kara] Ha-ha.
You just got [speaking Spanish], chump.
[both laughing]
[bell ringing]
Carter. What's happening?
Mr. Chapin. New tie?
Oh, looking angsty as ever, Pamela.
Someone's in a good mood this morning.
After our little heart to heart last night,
I think my dad got the message,
and he's ready to give me some space.
[gasps]
Dad?
Good morning, class.
Due to Dr. Stein's Bunsen burner incident,
I'll be your substitute for next week.
Now, I'm sure you all know me as the tough as nails, Commissioner Gordon.
But here you can call me just plain old Mr. Commissioner Gordon.
Oh, I'm also Babs' daddy.
[whimpers]
Let's take roll.
Dusty Toots? Dusty Toots?
Okay, he's absent.
How about Hairy Pits?
Ah, wrong roster.
Ah, well, let's get science-ing.
Uh, Mr. Commissioner Gordon, [chuckles awkwardly]
-What are you doing? -I took your advice.
Not only did I find a hobby, but I found one
where we can spend more time together.
But you don't know a thing about science.
Look, I get it.
You think because I'm the teacher, I'm going to play favorites.
Well, in here, you're no more special than anyone else.
Now take a seat, Pumpkin Pants.
Ugh, this couldn't be any more embarrassing--
[screaming]
Cool experiment, dude.
No, no, that was on purpose. Because this was actually
a surprise lesson in, uh, proper tube safety.
It is also a crash course in the dangers of chemical reactions.
And a test of fire prevention.
Oh, stop it!
Ugh. This stuff cannot be biodegradable.
It'll be okay, I'll just transfer.
I hear Midway High School is cool, or Star City.
Miss Gordon, I'm expecting great things
from your "Food Is Art" assignment this week.
Woo-hoo! You'll love mine, Mr. Dorrance.
Anytime a burrito can be homework is a win-win.
[groans] If my dad had to be a substitute,
why couldn't it be a cool one like Mr. D?
Come on, Babs, having your dad as our substitute
isn't the worst thing.
Hey, Pumpkin Pants!
What's up, Pumpkin Pants?
Pumpkin Pants in the hiz-ouse.
[voice over pa system] Attention, Pumpkin Pants!
Please report to the cafeteria.
Your dad would like to have a daddy-daughter lunch.
Hey, at least it's only a week.
[voice over pa system] Also, he wants to make sure you brought lunch.
The cafeteria is serving goulash, and goulash makes you gassy.
I won't make it a week.
Then be upfront with your dad.
I can't.
If I tell him I need space, it'll break his heart.
I'll just have to endure the week.
Anita Poo?
Listen up. Anita Poo.
[classmates laughing]
Embarrassing photo gone in three, two...
[clicks]
[cooing]
Uh-oh, smells like my little superhero made a super boom-boom.
[classmates laughing]
Little? Pee-a-little?
Anyone? Pee-a-little?
Ugh!
[fart noises]
Sounds like someone had a goulash.
Is this stuff working?
Anti-Repellant?
Why would I ever think I'd need this?
[yelps]
-I-really-stink-man? -[classmates laughing]
I-really-stink-man?
[growls]
Oh, come on, Dad!
Can't you just tell these are all stupid made-up names?
"I really stink, man."
That would be the most awful tragic game ever.
[crying]
Babs, why would you make fun of I-really-stink-man on her first day?
Oh.
Ugh, I can't take this anymore.
Everyone in this school thinks I'm a total jerk.
I think you're overreacting a little.
[toilet flushing]
Uh, hi, I-really...
Ugh, that's it!
I'm just gotta have to tell my dad how it is.
Dad, I love you more than anyone in the world,
and because I love you. I have to tell you this.
When I said you need to get a hobby,
I really meant you need to give me a little space.
I'm sorry I wasn't more up front about it, but--
Wait, what's going on?
Uh, Babs, I'm glad you're sharing,
but Daddy's kind of busy right now.
What is going on here?
Well, when I took your advice, I didn't call the school about a job.
I called an old colleague to see if he had any cases he needed help with.
[excitedly] You mean Batman?
It just so happened the bat needed an inside man
to help him snag the criminal who had been stealing chemicals
from the high school science lab.
Mr. Dorrance?
Why would an art teacher want to steal chemicals?
Because he's no art teacher.
He posed as a teacher, to gain access to the school,
namely the science lab
where he could take whatever chemicals he needed
to complete his infamous strength-enhancing venom.
[gasps]
That's right.
Diego Dorrance is just one of dozens of aliases
-used by Gotham's deadliest supervillain. -Bane!
Oh, no!
-[grunting] -[crashes]
-[grunts] -[crashes]
-Barbara, get out of here! -But you said--
-[Bane growls] -[Barbara] Hey!
[tense music plays]
Okay, big fella,
school's in session.
It is you who will learn about pain!
[panting]
[loud crash]
[both grunting]
[grunting]
[all] Whoa!
I can't let Dad face Bane alone.
You have done well, old man.
[groans]
You should have stayed retired.
Hey, Bane! Name's Batgirl.
Spray cheese!
What the...
Spiders?
Batgirl, get out of here!
Even together we're no match for Bane.
[beeps]
[gurgling]
[growls]
Maybe not, but we could even the odds.
[softly] When I tell you... squeeze.
He's right, you know.
You are no match for me.
After all, I've beaten far more dangerous bats than you.
[gasps]
[groans]
[Batgirl] Hey!
I'm sorry. I'm having trouble understanding anything you're saying.
Will you speak up so that the whole class can hear you?
[yelps]
I like the other bat better.
He's much quieter.
Well, if you're a fan of quiet, you're gonna hate this.
Gordon, now!
[screaming]
Mr. Dorrance.
[Gordon grunts]
Class dismissed.
Finding his weakness was quick thinking.
Oh, don't thank me, Da-- uh, Commissioner.
Thank the teacher who taught me a valuable lesson
in proper tube safety.
Huh, so that is a thing.
Wish my daughter--
-My daughter! -Your daughter!
Uh, is the bad guy gone?
Yes. Sweetheart, you were right.
I have been smothering you.
I guess after a lifetime of fighting crime,
all that focus needed to go somewhere when I retired.
And I've been unfairly placing it on you.
So, from now on, I promise to give you more space.
But you'll always be my Pumpkin Pants.
I love you, Dad.
[Gordon] Aw.
[Chapin] What on Earth?
This is awful.
I know.
Hard to believe a villain as evil as Bane
was hiding in your school.
No! I got to find a new art teacher now.
Say, Mr. Commissioner Gordon--
Oh, no, you don't want him.
Have you seen this guy draw?
Anything past a stick figure, and he's hopeless.
And don't get me started on his color theory.
[theme music playing]