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Where do we... begin?
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A year ago, these...uh, cops and lawyers
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wouldn't dare cross any of you.
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I mean, what happened?
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So what are you proposin'?
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It's simple: kill the Batman.
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(maniacal laughter)
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Here's my card.
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Bruce, this is Harvey Dent.
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Rachel's told me everything about you.
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I certainly hope not.
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You've always told me that we'd be together.
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Did you mean it?
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Bruce, don't make me your only hope for a normal life.
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You're Alfred, right?
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That's right, sir.
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Any psychotic ex-boyfriends I should be aware of?
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Oh, you have no idea.
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Gooood evening ladies and gentlemen.
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(screaming and maniacal laughter)
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We're tonight's entertainment.
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Well, hello beautiful.
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You look nervous.
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I've seen now what I have to become to stop men like him.
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The night is darkest just before the dawn.
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And I promise you: the dawn is coming!
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And here... we... go.
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Come on!
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This city deserves a better class of criminal.
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And I'm going to give it to 'em.
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No!
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(maniacal laughter)
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You'll see - I'll show you.
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You either die a hero...
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...or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
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The Dark Knight
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Will you be wanting the Batpod sir?
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In the middle of the day, Alfred? Not very subtle.
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The Lamborghini then.
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Much more subtle.