Yes, and the Cat gets his tongue.

“Show me the card!” Your assailant commands. “Slowly!” He points the gun level with your skull.

Cradling Kyle against your side with one hand, you slowly raise the other hand up, showing the Riddler you have nothing in it, then you reach into your pocket you pull out the card.

“Throw it to me.” He orders.

“Are you a barbarian?!” You strongly object. “This is the 1914 Christy Mathewson. It's in mint condition and worth over $100,000! And it's the key cipher for the code.”

“Fine.” The Riddler is displeased but yields. “If you take one step, I will kill you.”

You fain discomfort as you awkwardly adjust the still **** and limp Kyle. You place her groin on the backside of your right hip; the starting position for tsurikomi-goshi, the lifting pulling hip throw.

“Can I put this . . . Catwoman down first?” You falsely complain, “She is getting heavy.”

“No.” The Riddler refuses, taking the bait. “You keep on holding the slut.”

The man in green slowly walks forward as you hold out the card far in front of you. He takes the card as he keeps his gun trained on you. Taking a few steps back he leaves your grappling range, but not the range of the powerful tsurikomi-goshi throw. Carefully watching Nygma's eyes you follow every small movement between you and the card.

“I don't see any stats.” He complains.

“The code is among the printing instructions.” You lie. “The small print on the bottom.”

When he looks down with a studious focus you make your move. Trusting that Selina's limp state will protect her from any serious injury, and praying that Nygma will not have enough time to shoot, you drop and twist your hip and pull on Kyle with all your might. Rotoring your former date's hips across yours you cause Kyle's hair to skim across the floor as her legs go high above you. Instead of throwing down to the floor, however, you release early, causing the knockout Gothamite to fly forward.

Selina's flailing boots crash into Riddler's mouth, breaking teeth and causing the spurting of blood. The gun goes flying backwards as Nygma falls backward, landing poorly against the cement floor, he is knocked ****.

“Amazing.” You chuckle, shocked it went so well. “That actually worked.” Looking around, however, you soon realize you're not safe yet. There are seven knockout thugs laying about that could awake up at any minute. Director Dent and the staff are imprisoned and need to be rescued. And you fear Selina has been gravely injured.