Time for a Batman interrogation scene read from the Dark Knight. Never start with the head. The victim gets all fuzzy. He can't feel the next. See? You wanted me. Here I am. I wanted to see what you'd do, and you didn't disappoint. You let five people die, then you let Dent take your place. Even to a guy like me, that's cold. Where's Dent? Those mob fools want you dead, so they can get back to the way things were. But I know the truth. There's no going back. You've changed things forever. Then why do you want to kill me? Kill you? I don't want to kill you. What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off mob dealers? Oh, no, no, no, no. You complete me. You're garbage. You're kills for money. Don't talk like one of them. You're not, even if you'd like to be. To them, you're a freak, like me. They just need you right now. But as soon as they don't, they'll cast you out, like a leaper. Their morals, their code, it's a bad joke, dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. You'll see. I'll show you. When the chips are down, these civilized people, they'll eat each other. See, I'm not a monster. I'm just a head of the curve. Thanks for listening.