First, for this to work, you somehow have to keep Batman awake for a week. Make sure he’s sleep deprived for a minimum of 196 hours. Then, fire the Bat-signal. Booby trap the rooftop of Gotham Police headquarters. I recommend mines. Loosen the bricks outside Commissioner Gordon’s window ledge. Put grease on his bat-boots, make him climb down a skyscraper. Cut the brakes on the Batmbile. Switch those non-lethal smoke bombs of his with concentrated cyanide gas. Hang him by his cape. Paint a bull’s-eye on his cowl. Have the Atom crawl through his frontal lobes and give him a lobotomy. Arrange for the Anti-matter Batman to occupy the same space and vibrational frequency and they’ll BOTH blow up. Frame Batman for the 2003 U.S./Canadian blackout, say it was one of his anti-East coast protocols. George W. Bush will retaliate with the full might of the U.S. armed forces and wouldn’t even need evidence of weapons of mass destruction. Poll DC and Marvel comics for a Batman vs. Hulk rematch entitled, “The Dark Knight versus The Maestro.” Stick Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees and Candyman in a time machine and have them pay a visit young Bruce Wayne as a horny teenager. Have him marry ‘Samantha’ from Bewitched and Endora can torture him every day. Make Batman face down an army of murderous vampire Man-Bat clones. Sic Satan on him. Make Scarecrow triple the effectiveness of his fear gas and scare Batman to death. Feed the bats in the Batcave the equivalent of massive diarrhea-inducing laxative. Lock him a room with J.Lo and Ben Affleck. Switch Selina Kyle’s regular lipstick with a Joker-venom laced brand and see if Batman notices. Borrow a trick from the Molecule Man in “Secret Wars” and drop a mountain range dwarfing the Andes on him. Give Batman’s secret identity to Geraldo Rivera, Lex Luthor, Arianna Huffington, Jay Leno and a gossipy grandmother. Plant evidence that Batman is responsible for the MS Blaster virus. Make this a job for Dennis Finch. Four words: Buffy the Batman Slayer. Have Poison Ivy use castor bean extract against him. Sic Saddam Hussien from “South Park” on him. Bring back Ambush Bug, Bat-Mite and TV’s Aunt Harriet to drive him insane. Lock him in a cell with OZ’s Simon Adebisi. Better yet, make that Mike Keller, so he can use Batman like he did Beecher. Have Blofeld, Oddjob, Dr. No, Goldfinger, Jaws and The Man With the Golden Gun take a crack at him. Tell him Catwoman married Catman and is pregnant with his kittens. Tell him Robin’s given up giving hummers. Make him watch Joel Schumacher’s Batman and Robin and give him a cyanide pill. Lure Batman to a stadium of filled with 200,000 drunken members of the National Rifle Association and tell them briefly how anti-gun Batman is. Have him battle The Legion Of Improbably Evil Harvey Characters: Lil’ Spook, Casper, Wendy the Witch, Lil’ Lotta, Lil’ Dot and Irona. Have Cadbury kill Alfred, too. If all else fails… jump him, gag him, knock him out with a narcolepsy-inducing blow-dart, tie him up, break his arms, knees, elbows, nose, sternum, even-numbered ribs, pelvic bone, jaw, fifth spinal vertebrae, collar bone, windpipe and lower lip; then stick him in a gunny sack, stick the gunny sack in a body bag, put all that in a lead-lined casket, put the casket in a lead-lined garbage dumpter, have the garbage dumpster filled with quick-drying concrete from a cement mixer, have a garbage truck fetch the dumpster, quickly drive over to Gotham River and dump it in. When Batman surfaces two minutes later, shoot him in the eye. This should buy you twenty minutes.
That’s plan “A.” Plan “B” is a bit more complicated…