This Year, We Shall Examine The Various Concepts of Immortality and Their Basis in Actual Fact.

As we pass the flaming turmoil which is the edge of your own galaxy, we will enter the realm of The Red
Krypton Sun: the source of your strength and nourishment and the cause of our eventual destruction.

The Planet Krypton, My Son. 
Your Home, as it were.

This Year, We Shall Examine The Various Concepts of Immortality, and Their Basis in Actual Fact.

Ra’s Al Ghul: 
Did you not think I would return, Bruce? Hmm?
I told you I was Immortal.


Bruce Wayne: 
I watched…I watched you die.

Ra’s Al Ghul: 
Oh, there are many Forms of Immortality - 
Once, I had a Wife. My Great Love.

She was taken from me.

Bruce Wayne: 
You were The Mercenary.

[back in the prison cell, Ra’s Al Ghul nods his head]

Bruce Wayne: 
Bane is Your Child. 
Your Heir.

Ra’s Al Ghul: 
An Heir to ensure The League of Shadows fulfills it's DUTY
To Restore Balance to Civilisation.

Bruce Wayne: 
No.

Ra’s Al Ghul: 
You yourself fought the decadence of Gotham for years. 
With all your strength, all your resources, all your moral authority.
And the only victory you could achieve was a lie. 

Now you understand, Gotham is beyond saving.

Bruce Wayne: 
No!

Ra’s Al Ghul: 
And must be allowed to die.






Blind Prisoner: You do not fear Death. 
You think this makes you Strong. It makes you Weak.


Bruce Wayne: Why?
Blind Prisoner: How can you move faster than possible? Fight longer than possible? Without the most powerful impulse of the spirit. The fear of Death.


Bruce Wayne: 
I do fear Death - I fear dying in here, 
while My City burns with no one there to Save it.

Blind Prisoner: 
Then make the climb.

[Bruce laughs dryly]

Bruce Wayne: 
How?

Blind Prisoner: 
As The child did. Without The Rope. 
Then Fear will find you again.

Foley’s Wife: Jim, He’s not here.
[Gordon looks down the hallway behind her]

Commissioner Gordon: 
You let Your Wife come to the door when The City’s under occupation?!

[Foley appears behind his wife]


Foley: 
Wait in the kitchen, honey.
[Foley’s wife turns and leaves them]

Commissioner Gordon: 
What did you do? 
Bury your uniform in the backyard?

Foley: You saw what they did to those Special Forces.
Commissioner Gordon: 
Have you forgotten all the years we were out on patrol when every gangbanger wanted to plant one as soon as our backs were turned?

Foley: 
That was different and you know it! These guys run The City, the government’s done a deal with them.
Commissioner Gordon: Bane’s got their balls in a vice. That’s not a deal.
Foley: You move on Bane, the triggerman is gonna hit the button.
Commissioner Gordon: You think he’s given control of that bomb to one of ‘the people’? You think this is part of some revolution? There’s only one man with his finger on the button, that’s Bane.

Foley: 
Look, we’ve all gotta keep our heads down till they can fix this. 
If you still had family here…

Commissioner Gordon: 
This only gets fixed from inside The City! 
Look, Peter, I’m not asking you to walk down Grand in your Dress Blues. 
But something has to be done.

Foley: 
I’m sorry Jim. I gotta…

Commissioner Gordon: 
Keep your head down? 
What good’s that gonna do tomorrow when that thing blows?

Foley: 
You don’t know that’s gonna happen.
[Foley closes the door in Gordon’s face]