And you said nothing![the anger is sudden and unexpected even to Harvey, fist slamming into the plastic table as he glares Bruce down. The anger passes as quickly as it came, voice returning to a monotone.]
You sound like him. [Said idly, an observation with no merit because play boy Bruce Wayne could never be the Batman. No, the Batman had to die, he was judged and chance gave it's word. Bruce Wayne was a good man, not a killer, not the filthy thing that vigilante was.] The clown is nothing, just a bad joke. It was the filth of Gotham who decided this ending.
[He turned, leaning in almost conspiratorially] I told you I don't break my promises Bruce. I thought you said you 'believed in' me. I'll clean up Gotham. I promised her. [he leaves the words at that, leaning back again casually]
[a snarl at that name] And Jim Gordon? Commissioner, my mistake.
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You sound like him. [Said idly, an observation with no merit because play boy Bruce Wayne could never be the Batman. No, the Batman had to die, he was judged and chance gave it's word. Bruce Wayne was a good man, not a killer, not the filthy thing that vigilante was.] The clown is nothing, just a bad joke. It was the filth of Gotham who decided this ending.
[He turned, leaning in almost conspiratorially] I told you I don't break my promises Bruce. I thought you said you 'believed in' me. I'll clean up Gotham. I promised her. [he leaves the words at that, leaning back again casually]
[a snarl at that name] And Jim Gordon? Commissioner, my mistake.