No guns, no killing.
Bruce Wayne, eccentric billionaire.
Well, you see… I’m buying this hotel and setting some new rules about the pool area.
Because some men aren’t looking for anything logical, like money. They can’t be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with. Some men just wanna watch the world burn.
No, no, no. A vigilante is just a man lost in scramble for his own gratification. He can be destroyed or locked up. But if you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an idel and if they can’t stop you then you become something else entirely. Legend, Mr Wayne.
But it’s not who you are underneath… it’s what you do that defines you.
There you are! There is nothing to fear but fear itseIf!
Behind you, stands a symbol of oppression. Blackgate Prison, where a thousand men have languished under the name of this man: Harvey Dent.
It doesn’t matter who we are. What matters is our plan.
Every man who has lotted here over the centuries, has looked up to the light and imagined climbing to freedom. So easy, so simple! And like shipwrecked men turning to seawater foregoing uncontrollable thirst, many have died trying. And then here there can be no true despair without hope. So as I terrorize Gotham, I will feed its people hope to poison their souls. I will let them believe that they can survive so that you can watch them climbing over each other to stay in the sun. You can watch me torture an entire city. And then when you’ve truly understood the depth of your failure, we will fulfill Ra’s Al Ghul’s destiny. We will destroy Gotham. And then, when that is done, and Gotham is… ashes Then you have my permission to die.
If you’re good at something, never do it for free.
You fight like a younger man, there’s nothing held back. It’s admirable, but mistaken.
And as for the television’s so-called plan, Batman has no jurisdiction.
I’m Gotham’s reckoning. It’ll end the ball of damns you’ve all been living on. A necessary evil.