All language subtitles for The.Dark.Knight.2008.1080p.HMAX.WEB-DL.DDP.5.1.H.264-PiRaTeS.[eng]

(rustling whoosh)

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♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(shattering)

(pinging whoosh)

(tires screech)

(clacking)

Three of a kind,
let's do this.

That's it?
Three guys?

Two guys on the roof.
Every guy gets a share.

Five shares is plenty.
Six shares.

Don't forget the guy
who planned the job.

He thinks he can sit it out
and still take a slice.

I know why they call
him the Joker.

So, why do they call
him the Joker?

I heard he wears make-up.

Makeup?

Yeah, to scare people--
you know, war paint.

(automatic gunfire)

(woman screams)

All right, everybody, hands up,
heads down!

(clamoring)
I said hands up, heads down!

Let's go, pal, I'm making a
withdrawal here.
MAN: Please!

I said hands up!
(yelps)
No!

Here comes
the silent alarm.
(beeping)

And there it goes.

ROBBER:
Heads down!

All right, tootsie, you're
taking a dive with me.

(woman screams)
Down! I said stay down there!

Don't hurt me!

That's funny, it didn't
dial out to 9-1-1.

It was trying to reach
a private number.

Is it a problem?
No, I'm done here.

(silenced gunshot)

ROBBER:
Sit down! Down!

Down! I said
stay down there!

Obviously, we don't want you
doing anything with your hands

other than holding on
for dear life.

(mechanical buzz)

On the ground!
Stay on the ground!

Nobody make a move!
Nobody! Stay down!

(gunshot, groans)

(electrical crackle, groans)

Hey!

You have any idea
who you're stealing from?

You and your friends are dead!

He's out, right?

(shotgun blast)
What?!

Where did you learn to count?

They wired this thing up
with like 5,000 volts.

What kind of
bank does that?

A Mob bank. I guess the Joker's
as crazy as they say.

Where's the alarm guy?

Boss told me when the guy was
done, I should take him out.

One less share, right?

Funny, he told me
something similar.

(chuckles): He what?
No! No!

(gunshot)

That's a lot of money.
If this Joker guy was so smart,

he'd have had us bring
a bigger car.
(gun hammer cocks)

I'm betting the Joker
told you to kill me

soon as we loaded the cash.

(sighs):
No, no, no, no.

I kill the bus driver.

Bus driver?

What bus driver?!

(horn honks)

School's out. Time to go.

Cat's not
getting up, is he?

(grunts):
That's a lot of money.

What happened to
the rest of the guys?

(automatic gunfire)

You think you're
smart, huh?

(coughs):
The guy that hired yous...

he'll just do
the same to you.

Oh, criminals in this town
used to believe in things.

Honor, respect.

Look at you.

What do you
believe in, huh?

What do you believe in?!

I believe whatever doesn't
kill you simply makes you...

...stranger.

(chuckles)

(door slams)

(engine starts)

(clatter)

(whooshing)

(moaning)

(children shouting)

(sirens wailing)

REPORTER (on TV):
Mr. Mayor, you were elected

in a campaign
to clean up the city.

When are you gonna start?

MAYOR: Well, Mike,
I believe I already have.

REPORTER:
Like this so-called Batman,

we're hearing
that he's doing some good,

that criminals are running
scared, but I say...

Naw, man. I don't
like it tonight.

What are you, superstitious?
You got more chance of winning

the Powerball
than running into him.

MAYOR: That, that's
simply just not true.

I'm told that our men
in the Major Crimes Unit

are close to an arrest.

Hey, Wuertz, Mayor says you're
closing in on the Batman.

The investigation is ongoing.

MAYOR: The process of cleaning
up the streets is a long one.

I pledged in my campaign,
uh, to have...

Ever intending to see your wife
again, Lieutenant?

I thought you had to go look
after your mother, Detective.

Checked her back
into the hospital.

I'm sorry.

So he hasn't shown up?

He often doesn't.

But I like reminding everybody
that he's out there.

Why wouldn't he come?

Hopefully... because he's busy.

(tires squeal)

That's why we bring dogs.

My little princes.

MAN: Please! Please!

They're crawling
in my mouth.

Please, I beg you.

Get them off.

Look what your drugs
did to my customers!

Buyer beware.

I told you my compound
would take you places.

I never said they'd be places
you wanted to go.

My business,
repeat customers.

You don't like
what I have to offer,

you can buy from someone else.

Assuming Batman
left anyone to buy from.

(barking)

My dogs are hungry!

Pity there's only one of you.

(thud, yell)

(gunshot)

What?!

That's not him.

(clamoring, barking)

Loose the dogs!

(barking)

(vicious snarl)

(screaming)

That's more like it.

(shouting)

(bullet casings pinging)

(artillery shot)

(tires squealing,
frantic shouts)

(frantic shouts)

(grunting and groaning)

(snarls, groans)

(tires squealing)

(grunting)

♪ ♪

(tires squealing in distance)

Don't let me find you
out here again.

We're trying to help you!

I don't need help!

Not my diagnosis!

What gives you the right?

What's the difference

between you and me?

I'm not wearing hockey pads.

(engine roars)

(reporters clamoring)
MAN: Everybody, back down!

He can't resist
showing us his face.

(indistinct police radio
transmissions)

GORDON: What's he hiding
under that makeup?

Uh, can we get
a minute, people, please?

Him again.

Who are the others?

Another bunch of small-timers.

(counter clicking)

Some of the marked bills
I gave you.

My detectives have been making
drug buys with them for weeks.

This bank was another drop
for the Mob. That makes five.

We've found the bulk
of their dirty cash.

Time to move in.

Oh, we'd have to hit all banks
simultaneously.

SWAT teams, backup.

What about this Joker guy?

One man or the entire Mob?

He can wait.

When the new DA
hears about this,

he'll want in.
Do you trust him?

Well, it'd be hard
to keep him out.

I hear he's as...
stubborn as you are.

(sighs)

(gulls screeching)

(distant train whistle blows)

(door screeching)

(booming thud)

(mechanical hum)

Be nice when
Wayne Manor's rebuilt.

You can swap not sleeping
in a penthouse

for not sleeping in a mansion.

Whenever you stitch yourself up,

you do make a bloody mess.

Yeah. It makes me learn
from my mistakes.

Well, you ought to be pretty
knowledgeable by now, then.

My armor-- I'm carrying
too much weight.

I need to be, uh,
need to be faster.

I'm sure Mr. Fox can oblige.

Did you get mauled by a tiger?

Mm, it was a dog.
Huh?

It was a big dog.
Ah.

There were... more copycats
last night, Alfred, with guns.

Why don't you hire them
and take the weekend off?

That wasn't exactly
what I had in mind when, uh...

I said I wanted
to inspire people.

I know.

But things have improved.

Look at the new
District Attorney.

BRUCE:
I am, closely.

Need to know if he
can be trusted.

Are you interested
in his character or his, uh,

social circle?

Who Rachel spends her time with
is her business.

I trust you don't have me
followed on my day off.

If you ever took one, I might.

Know your limits, Master Wayne.

Batman has no limits.

Well, you do, sir.

Well, can't afford
to know them.

And what's gonna happen on
the day that you find out?

We all know how much you
like to say "I told you so."

On that day, Master Wayne,
even I won't want to.

Probably.

(indistinct whispering)

(chair creaking)

(door opens)
MAN:
Sorry I'm late, folks.

(door shuts)

Where were you?

Worried you'd have to step up?

Harvey, I know these
briefs backwards.

Well, then, fair's fair.

Heads, I'll take it.
Tails, he's all yours.

Oh, yeah? You wanna flip a coin
to see who leads?

It's my father's lucky coin.

As I recall, it got me
my first date with you.

Wouldn't leave something
like that up to chance.

(slaps coin on wrist)
I don't.

I make my own luck.

BAILIFF:
All rise.

The Honorable Judge
Freel presiding.

I thought the DA

just played golf with the mayor,
things like that.

Tee-off's 1:30.

More than enough time
to put you away for life, Sally.

With Carmine Falcone in Arkham,
someone must have stepped up

to run the so-called Family.

Is that man in
this courtroom today?

Could you identify
him for us, please?

You win, Counselor.

It was me.

(gallery gasps, murmurs)

I have a sworn statement
from you

that this man,
Salvatore Maroni,

is the new head
of the Falcone crime family.

WITNESS: Maroni?
He's a fall guy.

I'm the brains
of the organization.

(gallery laughs,
gavel bangs)
JUDGE: Order!

Permission to treat
the witness as hostile?

Granted.

Hostile?!
I'll show you hostile!

(gun hammer clicking)

Carbon fiber, 28 caliber,
made in China.

If you want to kill a public
servant, Mr. Maroni,

I recommend you buy American.

JUDGE:
Get him out of here.

But, Your Honor, I'm not done.

(applause and murmuring)

We'll never be able to
link the gun to Maroni,

so we won't be able to
charge him, but the fact

that they're trying to kill you
means we're getting to them.

I'm glad you're
so pleased, Rachel.

I'm fine, by the way.

Come on, Harvey.
You're Gotham's DA.

You're not getting shot at,
you're not doing your job right.

But, you know, if you
said you were rattled,

we could take the
rest of the day off.

Can't. I dragged the head of
the Major Crimes Unit down here.

Oh, Jim Gordon?
He's a friend, actually.

Try to be nice.

I hear you got a hell
of a right cross.

(sighs)

It's a... it's a shame
Sal's going to walk.

Yeah, well, good thing
about the Mob

is they keep giving
you second chances.

Lightly-irradiated bills.

Fancy stuff for a city cop.
Have help?

Uh, we liaise
with various agencies...

Save it, Gordon.
I wanna meet him.

Official policy is to arrest

the vigilante known
as Batman on sight.

Mm-hmm. And what about that
floodlight on the top of MCU?

If you got problems with
malfunctioning equipment,

I suggest you take them up
with Maintenance, Counselor.

I've put every known money
launderer in Gotham behind bars,

but the Mob is still getting
its money out. (sighs)

I think you and your friend
have found the last game in town

and you're trying to hit them
where it hurts: their wallets.

It's bold.

You gonna count me in?

In this town, the fewer people
know something,

the safer the operation.

Gordon, I don't like that you've
got your own special unit,

and I don't like that

it's full of cops I investigated
at Internal Affairs.

Well, if I didn't work
with cops you'd investigated

while you were making your name
at IA, I'd be working alone.

I don't get political points
for being an idealist.

I have to do the best I can
with what I have.

You want me to back warrants for
search and seizure on five banks

without telling me
what we're after?

I can give you
the names of the banks.

Well, that's a start.

I'll get you your warrants,
but I want your trust.

Oh, you don't have
to sell me, Dent.

We all know you're
Gotham's white knight.

Yeah, well, I heard they have

a different name for me
down at MCU.

I wouldn't know about that.

MAN:
In China,

Lau Security Investments stands
for dynamic new growth.

A joint Chinese venture

with Wayne Enterprises
will be a powerhouse.

Well, Mr. Lau...

I speak for the rest of
the board... and Mr. Wayne,

in expressing
our own excitement.

(elevator doors open)

Sir, I know that Mr. Wayne is
curious about how his trust fund

gets replenished, but,
frankly, this is embarrassing.

You worry about
the diligence, Mr. Reese.

I'll worry about Bruce Wayne.

It's done. It...

The numbers are solid.

Do them again.

Wouldn't want the trust fund
to run out, now would we?

(chuckles)

Another long night?

This joint venture was your idea
and the consultants love it.

But I'm not convinced.

Lau's company has grown by eight
percent annually like clockwork.

His revenue stream
must be off the books.

Maybe even illegal.

Okay. Cancel the deal.

You already knew?

Just needed a closer
look at their books.

Anything else you
can trouble me for?

I need a new suit.

Yeah. Three buttons is a
little '90s, Mr. Wayne.

I'm not talking fashion,
Mr. Fox, so much as function.

You want to be able
to turn your head.

Sure make backing out
of the driveway easier.

I'll see what I can do.

Took me three weeks to
get a reservation here.

And I had to tell them I
worked for the government.

Really?

The city health inspector's
not afraid to pull strings.

BRUCE:
Rachel.

Fancy that.

Yeah. Bruce.

Fancy that.

Rachel, Natasha;
Natasha, Rachel.

Natasha.

Are you the...

...prima ballerina
for the Moscow Ballet.

Wow.
Harvey's taking me next week.

Really!
So, you're into ballet.

RACHEL:
Bruce...

this is Harvey Dent.

The famous Bruce Wayne.

Rachel's told me
everything about you.

Well, I certainly hope not.

So, let's put a couple
tables together.

I'm not sure that
they'll let us.

Oh, they should.

I own the place.

How could you want to raise
children in a city like this?

Well, I... I was raised here.
I turned out okay.

DENT:
Is Wayne Manor
in the city limits?

BRUCE (wry laugh):
The Palisades? Sure.

You know, as our new DA,
you might want to figure out

where you jurisdiction ends.

I'm talking about
the kind of city

that idolizes
a masked vigilante.

Gotham City is proud

of an ordinary citizen
standing up for what's right.

Gotham needs heroes like
you-- elected officials--

not a man who thinks
he is above the law.

Exactly.

Who appointed the Batman?

We did-- all of
us who stood by

and let scum take
control of our city.

NATASHA: But this is
a democracy, Harvey.

DENT: When their enemies
were at the gates,

the Romans would
suspend democracy

and appoint one man
to protect the city.

And it wasn't
considered an honor,

it was considered
a public service.

RACHEL: Harvey, the last man
that they appointed

to protect the republic
was named Caesar,

and he never gave
up his power.

Okay, fine.

You either die a hero
or you live long enough

to see yourself become
the villain.

Look...
whoever the Batman is,

he doesn't
want to do this

for the rest of his
life-- how could he?

Batman is looking for someone
to take up his mantle.

NATASHA: Someone like
you, Mr. Dent?

Maybe.

If I'm up to it.

What if Harvey Dent
is the caped crusader?

Hmm?

If I were sneaking out
every night,

someone would have
noticed by now.

Well... I'm sold, Dent,

and I'm gonna throw you
a fund-raiser.

That's nice of you, Bruce,

but I'm not up for reelection
for three years.

No, you don't understand.

One fund-raiser with my pals...

you'll never need another cent.

(detector beeping)

(wand whining)

What the hell is this?

As you're all aware, one of
our deposits was stolen--

a relatively small amount--
68 million.

Who's stupid enough
to steal from us?

Two-bit wack job wears a cheap
purple suit and makeup.

He's not the problem.
He's a nobody.

The problem is our money
being tracked by the cops.

Thanks to Mr. Maroni's
well-placed sources,

we know that police have indeed
identified our banks,

using marked bills,

and are planning to seize
your funds today.

And since the enthusiastic
new DA

has put all my competitors
out of business,

I'm your only option.

MARONI:
So what are you proposing?

LAU:
Moving all deposits
to one secure location.

Not a bank.
Where then?

No one can know but me.

If the police were to gain
leverage over one of you,

everyone's money
would be at stake.

What would stop them
getting to you?

I go to Hong Kong--
far from Dent's jurisdiction.

And the Chinese will not
extradite one of their own.

MARONI:
How soon can you
move the money?

LAU:
I already have.

For obvious reasons, I couldn't
wait for your permission.

Rest assured
your money is safe.

(Gordon grunts)

(Joker laughing
in distance)

Ah, oh, ee, ee, aha,
huh, ooh, hee, ha, aha.

And I thought my jokes were bad.

Give me one reason why I

shouldn't have my boy here
pull your head off.

How about a magic trick?

I'm gonna make this
pencil disappear.

♪ Dah-da! ♪

It's... it's gone.

Oh, and by the way, the
suit-- it wasn't cheap.

You ought to know.
You bought it.

CHECHEN:
Sit.

I want to hear
your position.

Let's wind the clocks
back a year.

These cops and lawyers wouldn't
dare cross any of you.

I mean, what happened?

Did your balls drop off?

Hmm?

You see, a guy like me...

A freak.

Hey...

(mobsters laughing)

A guy like me-- look-- listen--

I know why you choose to have
your little (clears throat)

group therapy sessions
in broad daylight.

I know why you're afraid
to go out at night...

...the Batman.

You see, Batman has shown Gotham
your true colors, unfortunately.

Dent, he's just the beginning.

And as for the television's
so-called plan,

Batman has
no jurisdiction.

He'll find him
and make him squeal.

I know the squealers
when I see them.

And...

CHECHEN:
What do you propose?

It's simple--
we, uh, kill the Batman.

(laughing)

If it's so simple,

why haven't you
done it already?

If you're good at something,
never do it for free.

How much you want?

Uh... half.

(mobsters laughing)

GAMBOL:
You're crazy.

No, I'm not.

No, I'm not.

If we don't deal
with this

now, soon...

little Gambol here won't be able

to get a nickel for his grandma.

Enough from the clown!

Dah-dah, dah-dah, dah.

Let's not blow...

this out of proportion.

You think you could steal
from us and just walk away?

Yeah.
I'm putting the word out:

500 grand for this clown dead.

A million alive,

so I can teach him
some manners first.

All right, so, listen,
why don't you give me a call

when you want to start taking
things a little more seriously.

Here's my card.

Hmm-mm...?

You're a hard man to reach.

Lau's halfway to Hong Kong.

If you'd have asked, I
could've taken his passport.

I told you to keep
me in the loop.

All that was left in the vaults
were marked bills.

They knew we were coming!

As soon as your office
got involved...

My office!

You're sitting down there with
scum like Wuertz and Ramirez,

and you're talking...

Oh, yeah, Gordon, I almost
had your rookie cold

on a racketeering beat.

Don't try and cloud
the fact that, clearly,

Maroni's got people
in your office, Dent!

We need Lau back...

but the Chinese won't
extradite a national

under any circumstances.

If I get him to you,
can you get him to talk?

I'll get him to sing.

We're going after
the Mob's life savings.

Things will get ugly.

I knew the risk when I
took this job, Lieutenant.

How will you
get him back in--

He does that.

Our Chinese friends left town

before I could tell them
the deal was off.

I'm sure that you've always
wanted to go to Hong Kong.

What's wrong with
a phone call?

I think Mr. Lau deserves
a more personal touch.

FOX:
Now, for high-altitude jumps,

you're going to need oxygen
and stabilizers.

Well, I must say, compared
to your usual requests,

jumping out of an airplane
is pretty straightforward.

BRUCE: And what about
getting back into the plane?

I'd recommend
a good travel agent.

Without it landing.

Now that's more
like it, Mr. Wayne.

The CIA had a program
back in the '60s

for getting their people out
of hot spots called "Skyhook."

We could look into that.

Yeah.

Okay. Now...

(pneumatic hiss)

Hardened Kevlar plates over
titanium-dipped tri-weave fibers

for flexibility-- you'll be
lighter, faster, more agile.

Perhaps you should read
the instructions first.

Yeah.

Now, there is a trade-off:

separation of the plates
makes you more vulnerable

to knives and gunfire.

Ah, we wouldn't want to make
things too easy now, would we?

How will it hold up
against dogs?

We talkin' Rottweilers
or Chihuahuas?

Should do fine against cats.

I found one in Arizona.

A very nice man
said he could have it

up and running in a week,
and he takes cash.

What about a flight crew?

South Korean smugglers.

They run flights into Pyongyang,
below radar the whole way.

Did you think
of an alibi?

Oh, yes.

(ominous theme playing)

I believe this is
your plane, sir.

You look tired, Alfred.

You be all right
without me?

If you could tell me
the Russian for

"Apply your own bloody
suntan lotion."

(engines idling)

Yo, Gambol--
somebody here for you.

They say they've
just killed the Joker.

They brought the body.

(plastic crackles)

So... dead, that's 500...

How about alive, hmm?

You want to know
how I got these scars?

My father was a drinker
and a fiend.

Then, one night, he goes off
crazier than usual.

Mommy gets the kitchen knife
to defend herself.

He doesn't like that--
not one bit.

So... me watching,
he takes the knife to her,

laughing while he does it.

He turns to me...
and he says,

"Why so serious?"

He comes at me with the knife.

"Why so serious?"

He sticks the blade in my mouth.

"Let's put a smile
on that face."

And...

"Why so serious?"

Now... our operation

is small, but...

there is a lot of potential

for aggressive expansion.

So which of you
fine gentlemen

would like to join our team?

Oh. There's only
one spot open right now,

so we're gonna have...

tryouts.

(sighs):
Make it fast.

(both grunt)

♪ ♪

MAN:
Welcome to Hong Kong, Mr. Fox.

Mr. Lau regrets he is unable
to greet you in person today.

FOX:
I understand.

For security purposes,

I'm gonna have to ask you
to check in your mobile.

Of course.

I must apologize
for leaving Gotham

in the middle
of our negotiations.

(chuckles): This,
uh, misunderstanding

with the Gotham Police Force,

I couldn't let such a thing
threaten my company.

Of course.

A businessman of your stature
will understand, and, uh,

with you here now,
we can continue.

Well, I do appreciate
your bringing me out here

in such style, Mr. Lau,
but I real...

(phone rings)

We do not allow
cell phones in here.

Sorry.

Forgot I had it.

No, I really came
to tell you that...

our business deal
has to be put on hold.

You see, we can't afford to
be seen to do business with...

...whatever it is
you're accused of being.

I'm sure a businessman of
your stature will understand.

(gasping):
I think, Mr. Fox,

a simple phone call
might have sufficed.

Mr. Wayne didn't
want you to think

that he was deliberately
wasting your time.

Just accidentally wasting it.

(chuckles):
That's very good, Mr. Lau.

"Accidentally."

Very good.

Hey, sir.

(indistinct chatter, pleasant
Chinese folk music plays)

There's a better view
from the peak tram.

How's the view
from LSI Holdings?

Restricted.

Lau is holed up in
there good and tight.

What's this?
I had R&D work it up.

Sends out a high-
frequency pulse,

records a response time--
for mapping an environment.

Sonar. Just like a, uh...

Submarine, Mr. Wayne,
like a submarine.

And the other device?

It's in place.

Mr. Wayne?

Good luck.

(mysterious theme plays)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(rapid clicking, whirring)

(clicking)

(whirring, muffled popping)

(steady beeping)

(speaking Mandarin)

(trilling quietly)

(beeping)

Hmm?

(speaks Mandarin)

(speaks Mandarin)

(speaks Mandarin)

♪ ♪

(cocks pistol)

(inhales, exhales)

(wings fluttering)

(fluttering)

(loud grunt)

(grunting)

(siren wailing)

(gunshot)

(man yelling)

(man yelling)

(shouting in Mandarin)

(steady beeping)

(explosion)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

RACHEL:
Look, give us the money

and we'll talk
about making a deal.

The money is the only reason
I'm still alive.

Oh, you mean, when they find out
that you've helped us

they're gonna kill you?

Are you threatening
my client?

No, I'm just assuming
your client's cooperation

with this investigation.

As will everyone.

No?

Okay.

Enjoy your time
in County, Mr. Lau.

Wait.

I won't give you the money,

but I will give you
my clients, all of them.

You were a glorified accountant.

What could you possibly have
on all of them

that we could charge?

I'm good with calculation.

I handled all the investments.

One big pot.

-(switch clicks)
-Got it.

One minute.

RICO.

If they pooled their money,

we can charge them all
as one criminal conspiracy.

Charge them with what?

In a RICO case,
if you can charge

one of the conspirators
with a felony, you can...

Charge all of them
with it-- that's great.

Mr. Lau.

What kind of details do you have
about this communal fund?

Ledgers? Note...
Immunity, protection

and a chartered plane
back to Hong Kong.

After you testify in open court.

And I'm just curious--
with all your clients locked up,

what's gonna happen
with all that money?

Like I said,
I'm good with calculation.

He can't go to County.

I'll keep him here
in the holding cells.

What is this, Gordon,
your fortress?

You trust them
over at County?

I don't trust them here.

Lau stays.

Well, I don't know about
Mr. Lau's travel arrangements,

but, uh,
I'm sure glad he's back.

CHECHEN:
Put word out.

We hire the clown.

He was right--

we have to fix
real problem:

Batman.

I'm not aware of any
participation by the Batman...

Our boy looks good on the tube.

You sure you want
to embarrass me

in front of my friends,
Lieutenant?

Oh, don't worry--
they're coming, too.

(fork clatters onto plate)

(siren wails)

Have a nice trip;
see ya next fall.

JUDGE:
712 counts of extortion.

849 counts of racketeering.

246 counts of fraud.

87 counts of conspiracy murder.

527 counts
of obstruction of justice.

How do the defendants plead?

(crowd clamoring)

(bangs gavel)
Order in the court!

MAYOR:
549 criminals at once.

How did you convince Surrillo
to hear this farce?

She shares my
enthusiasm for justice.

After all, she is a judge.

Well, even if you
blow enough smoke

to get
convictions out of Surrillo,

you're gonna set
a new record at appeals

for quickest kick in the ass.

It won't matter.

The head guys
make bail, sure,

but the mid-level
guys, they can't.

They can't afford to
be off the streets

long enough for
trial and appeal.

They'll cut deals that
include some jail time.

Think of all you could do
with 18 months of clean streets.

LOEB:
Mr. Mayor, you can't...

Get out. Both of you.

Sit down.

The public likes you.

That's the only reason
that this might fly.

But that means
it's on you.

They're all gonna
come after you now.

And not just the Mob.

Politicians, journalists, cops.

Anyone whose wallet's
about to get lighter.

Are you up to it?

You better be.

'Cause they get anything on you,

and those criminals
are back on the streets,

followed swiftly
by you and me.

(sirens wailing)

(sirens stop)

I think your fund-raiser
will be a great success, sir.

And why do you think

I want to hold a party
for Harvey Dent?

Well, I assumed it was
your usual reason

for socializing beyond
myself and the scum

of Gotham's underbelly-- to
try to impress Miss Dawes.

Eh, very droll,

but very wrong.

Actually, it's,
uh, it's Dent.

REPORTER (on TV):
Police released

video footage found
concealed on the body.

Sensitive viewers,
please be aware--

the image is disturbing.

JOKER:
Tell them your name.

BRIAN:
Brian... Douglas.

(Joker giggles)

JOKER:
Are you the real Batman?

BRIAN: No.
No?

No.
No. (giggling)

Then why do you
dress up like him?

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

'Cause he's a symbol

that we don't have to be afraid
of scum like you.

JOKER:
Yeah. You do, Brian.

You really do!

Huh? Yeah!

Oh, shush, shush,
shush, shush, shush.

So you think
Batman's made Gotham

a better place?

Yeah.
Hmm?

Look at me.

(roaring):
Look at me!

You see, this is how crazy
Batman's made Gotham.

You want order in Gotham.

Batman must take off his mask

and turn himself in.

Oh, and every day he doesn't,
people will die.

(panting)

Starting tonight.

I'm a man of my word.

(cackling)

(Brian yells)

(chamber music playing)

(indistinct chatter, laughing)

Harvey Dent,
scourge of the underworld,

scared stiff
by the trust fund brigade.

I'll be back.
Rachel...

A little liquid
courage, Mr. Dent?

Thank you.

Alfred, right?
That's right, sir.

Yeah. Rachel talks
about you all the time.

Y-You've known her
her whole life.

Oh, not yet, sir.

(chuckles)

Any psychotic ex-boyfriends
I should be aware of?

Oh, you have no idea.

(helicopter whirring)

BRUCE: I'm sorry
that I'm late.

I'm glad to see that you
all got started without me.

Now, where... is Harvey?

Where... Harvey Dent,

the man of the hour.

And where's Rachel Dawes?

She is my oldest
friend. Come here.

You know, when Rachel
first told me that

she was dating Harvey Dent,
I had one thing to say:

"The guy from those
god-awful campaign commercials?"

"I believe in
Harvey Dent"?

Yeah, nice slogan, Harvey.

But it caught
Rachel's attention.

And then I started

to pay attention to Harvey...

and all that he's been doing
as our new DA.

And you know what?

I believe in Harvey Dent.

I believe that on his
watch Gotham can feel

a little safer,

a little more optimistic.

Look at this face.

This is the face of
Gotham's bright future.

To Harvey Dent--
let's hear it for him.

MAN:
Harvey!

Harvey may not know you
well enough to understand

when you're making fun
of him, but I do.

No, I meant every word.

You know that day

that you once told me about
when Gotham would no longer

need Batman?

It's coming.
Bruce.

You can't ask me
to wait for that.

It's happening now.

Harvey is that hero.

He locked up half of
the city's criminals,

and he did it without
wearing a mask.

Gotham needs a
hero with a face.

DENT: You can throw
a party, Wayne,

I'll give you that.

Thanks again.

You mind if I borrow Rachel?

RAMIREZ:
Lieutenant,

that Joker card
pinned to the body?

Forensics found
three sets of DNA.

Any matches?
All three.

The DNA belongs
to Judge Surrillo,

Harvey Dent
and Commissioner Loeb.

The Joker's telling us
who he's targeting.

Get a unit over to
Surrillo's house.

Tell Wuertz to find Dent.

Get them both into
protective custody.

Where's the commissioner?
City Hall.

Seal the building--
no one in or out

till I get there.
Got it.

(suspenseful theme plays)

LOEB:
Gordon,

what are you up to?

We're secure.

I want a floor-by-floor search
of the entire building.

Sorry, sir, we believe
the Joker's made

a threat against your life.

These are
dangerous people, Judge.

Yeah, but you're not giving me
an awful lot of information.

Even we don't know
where you're going.

It's a s...
Take the envelope,
get in, open it.

It'll tell you
where you're headed.

(Rachel sighs)

You cannot leave me
alone with these people.

The whole Mob's
after you

and you're worried
about these guys?

Yeah, compared to this,

the Mob doesn't scare me.

Gordon, you're unlikely

to discover this
for yourself,

so, uh, take my word.

The police commissioner

earns a lot
of threats.

I found the, uh, appropriate
response to these situations

a long time ago.

Them gunning for you makes
you see things clearly.

Yeah, I bet.

Yeah, it makes
you think

about things you
couldn't stand losing,

about who you want to spend
the rest of your life with.

That's a pretty big
commitment.

Well, not if the Mob
has their way.

You got to explain
to my wife...

why I'm late for dinner,
Lieutenant.

Sir, the Joker card
had traces of your DNA on it.

Don't do that.

All right.

Let's be serious, then.

Okay.

What's your answer?

(sighs)

I don't have an answer.

How'd they get my DNA?

Somebody with access

to your office or your house
must have lifted a tissue

or a glass with--
Wait, wait!

Well, I guess no
answer is a no.

Harvey.

It's someone else, isn't it?

Harvey.

Just tell me it's not Wayne.

The guy is a complete--

(Dent grunts)

What are you doing?

(Loeb grunts and gags)
Oh, shit!

(grunting and coughing)

GORDON:
Get a medic!

They've come for him.

We made it.

Stay hidden.

(gunshot)

Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

(clattering)

We are...
tonight's entertainment.

(grunts)

I only have one question.

Where is Harvey Dent?

(coughs)

(gasps)

You know where Harvey is?

Do you know who he is?

Hands up, pretty boy.

(grunting)

Do you know where
I can find Harvey?

I need to talk to
him about something.

Just something
little, huh?

No.

What's going on
out there?

Wayne.

(beeps)

Oh, thank God, you've
got a panic room.

MAN:
Hey, wait!

Oh, you gotta
be kidding me.

You know, I'll settle
for his loved ones.

We're not intimidated
by thugs.

You know...

(banging on table)

...you remind
me of my father.

I hated my father.

RACHEL:
Okay, stop.

Well, hello, beautiful.

You must be

Harvey's squeeze.

Hmm?

And you are beautiful.

Oh, you look nervous.

Is it the scars?

You want to know
how I got 'em?

Come here.

Hey...

Look at me.

So, I had a wife--
she was beautiful

like you--

who tells me
I worry too much,

who tells me I ought
to smile more,

who gambles and gets in
deep with the sharks.

Hey.

One day they carve her face,

and we have no money
for surgeries.

She can't take it.

I just want
to see her smile again.

Hmm?

I just want her to know that
I don't care about the scars.

So... I stick a razor
in my mouth

and do this...
to myself.

And you know what?

She can't stand
the sight of me.

She leaves.

Now I see
the funny side.

Now I'm always smiling.

(Joker grunts, laughs)

Got a little fight in you.

I like that.

BATMAN:
Then you're going to love me.

(grunting)

(yelling)

(grunting)

(Batman yells, Joker grunts)

(panting)

(grunting and panting)

Drop the gun.

Oh, sure.

You just take off
your little mask,

and show us all
who you really are.

Hmm?

(Joker laughs, fires gun)

Let her go.

Very poor
choice of words.

(laughs)

(Rachel screaming)

(screaming continues)

(both grunt, Rachel panting)

Are you
all right?

(sighs)

Let's not do that again.

Is Harvey okay?

He's safe.

Thank you.

Jim, it's over.

Yeah, well, as long
as they don't get to Lau,

we've cut off their funds.

But the prosecution's over.

Nobody's standing up
in front of a judge

while judges and
police commissioners

are getting
blown away.

What about Dent?

He's got any sense,
Dent's halfway to Mexico.

DENT: So where do
you keep your trash?

You're due in court.

Need you alive long enough
to get you on the record.

You can't protect me.

You can't even
protect yourselves.

You refuse to cooperate,
you're not coming back here,

you go to County.

How long do you calculate
you'll last in there?

Targeting me won't
get their money back.

I knew the Mob
wouldn't go down

without a fight,
but this is different.

They've crossed a line.

You crossed the
line first, sir.

You squeezed them,

you hammered them to the
point of desperation,

and in their desperation,

they turned to a man they
didn't fully understand.

Well, criminals aren't
complicated, Alfred.

We just need to figure out
what he's after.

With respect,
Master Wayne,

perhaps this is a man you
don't fully understand either.

A long time ago, I was in Burma,

and my friends
and I were working

for the local
government.

They were trying
to buy the loyalty

of tribal leaders by bribing
them with precious stones,

but their caravans

were being raided in a forest
north of Rangoon by a bandit,

so we went looking
for the stones,

but in six months,

we never met anyone
who traded with him.

One day, I saw a child
playing with a ruby

the size of a tangerine.

The bandit had been
throwing them away.

So why steal them?

Well, because he thought
it was good sport,

because some men

aren't looking for
anything logical

like money.

They can't be bought, bullied,
reasoned, or negotiated with.

Some men just want to
watch the world burn.

(indistinct mix of many voices
and conversations)

WOMAN:
Your name, sir? Please state...

JOKER: Eighth and Orchard.
You'll find Harvey Dent there.

(grunts)

BATMAN:
Check the names.

Richard Dent.

Patrick Harvey.

Harvey Dent.

I need ten minutes
with the scene

before your men contaminate it.

Us contaminate it?
It's because of you

these guys are dead
in the fir...

Hey, Detective!

Give us a
minute, guys.

That's brick
underneath.

Going to take ballistics
off a shattered bullet?

No.

Fingerprints.

Whatever you're going to do,
do it fast.

'Cause we found his next target.

He's put it in tomorrow's paper.

(whirring)

I'm not sure you made it
loud enough, sir.

(computer chirps)

What can I do for
you, Mr. Reese?

Uh...

you wanted me
to do the diligence

on the LSI Holdings
deal again?

Well, I found
some irregularities.

Their CEO
is in police custody.

No, not with
their numbers,

with yours.

Applied Sciences.

Whole division
of Wayne Enterprises

just... disappeared
overnight.

I went down
to the archives and...

I started pulling
some old files.

Don't tell me you didn't
recognize your baby out there

pancaking cop cars
on the evening news.

Now, you got
the entire R & D department

burning through cash,
claiming, uh,

i-it's related
to cell phones for the Army?

What are you building
for him now?

A... rocket ship?

I want... $10 million

a year for the rest
of my life.

(sighs)

Let me get this straight.

You think that your client--

one of the wealthiest,
most powerful men

in the world-- is
secretly a vigilante

who spends his nights
beating criminals

to a pulp with his bare hands...

and your plan

is to blackmail this person?

Good luck.

(sighs quietly)

S-- wh--

You keep that.

FOX:
This is your original scan.

Here it is
reengineered.

And there's the thumbprint
he left

when he pushed the round
in the clip.

I'll get you a copy.

Mr. Wayne, did you
reassign R & D?

Yeah.

Government
telecommunications project.

I wasn't aware we had
any government contracts.

Lucius, I'm playing this one
pretty close to the chest.

Fair enough.

(bagpipes playing in distance)

REPORTER:
With no word from the Batman

even as they mourn
Commissioner Loeb,

these cops have to be wondering
if the Joker will make good

on his threat in
the Obituary Column

of the Gotham Times
to kill the mayor.

(typing)

BRUCE: I've checked
all the databases.

There are four possibles.

Cross-reference the addresses.

Look for, uh, Parkside,

overlooking
the parade.

I got one!

Melvin White,
1502 Randolph Apartments.

Aggravated assault,
moved to Arkham twice.

(engine revving)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(horse sputters)

What do you got on the roof?

We're tight, but frankly,

there's a lot of windows
up here.

MAYOR:
Commissioner Loeb dedicated
his life to law enforcement

and to the protection
of his community.

I remember when I-I first
took office and I asked him

if he wanted to stay on
as Commissioner and...

(distant):
he said he would,

provided I kept my politics
out of his office.

Clearly he was not a man
who minced words,

nor should he have been.

A number of policies that
he enacted as Commissioner

were unpopular--

policies that flooded
my office

with angry calls
and letters...

(Mayor continues indistinctly
in distance)

(gasping):
Who is that?

What happened?

They took our guns...

and our, and our uniforms.

(panting)

MAYOR:
...men of action do.

(ticking)

And as we recognize the
sacrifice of this man,

we must remember that vigilance
is the price of safety.

OFFICER:
Stand by.

Honor guard.

Attent-ion.

Port arms.

Ready!

Aim!

Fire!
(gunshots)

Ready... aim...

(timer dings)

(gunfire)

Ready!

Aim!

(Gordon grunts, gun fires)

(screaming and shouting)

(two gunshots)

Stay down,
don't move!

Mr. Mayor.
Get him out of here.
Come on, let's go.

(gunfire)

I'll see you later.

Why are you going back?

(shouting)

(sirens wailing)

(gunfire, screaming)

Get out of here.

(panting)

Tell me what you know
about the Joker.

(giggles)

(chuckles)

(gunshot, screaming)

(sirens wailing)

(engine starts, revs)

(gasps)

(sobbing):
No.

I'm sorry, Barbara.

Jimmy, go, go play
with your sister.

Go ahead, honey.

STEPHENS: If there's
anything we can do...

Oh, God.

...anything you need,
we're here for you.

(Barbara sobs)

(sobbing louder)
STEPHENS: Shh...

BARBARA:
Are you out there?

Are you?

You brought this craziness
on us!

You did!

You brought this
on us!

Oh, my God!

Switch it off,
he ain't coming.

He doesn't want
to talk to us.

God help
whoever he does want to talk to.

(dance music blaring)
Can't we go
someplace quieter?

We can't hear
each other talk!

What makes you think
I want to hear you talk?

What?!

(grunts)

(music blaring)

(woman screams)

(grunting)

(music blaring,
panicked shouting)

(grunting)

(glass shattering)

(grunting)

(music blaring)

(intercom chimes)
Yeah?

MAN (over intercom):
It's second.

Okay.
Harvey, where are you?

DENT:
Where are you?

I'm where you should be--
at Major Crimes.

I'm trying to deal
with all of this mess.

And can I get
the fingerprint analysis?

DENT: Rachel, Rachel,
listen to me.

You're not safe there.

Oh, this Gordon's unit;
it's okay.

DENT: Gordon's gone Rachel.
He vouched for these men.

DENT:
And he's gone.

The Joker's named you next.

Oh, God, is there someone,

is there anyone in this town
we can trust?

Bruce.

We can trust Bruce Wayne.

DENT: No, Rachel, come on.
I know you're his friend--

Harvey, trust me.

Bruce's penthouse is now
the safest place in the city.

Then you go straight there.

You don't tell anybody
where you're going,

and I'll find you there.

I love you.

(grunts)

I want the Joker.

From one professional
to another--

if you're trying to scare
somebody, pick a better spot.

From this height,
the fall wouldn't kill me.

I'm counting on it.

(grunts, screaming)

(sharp crack)

(cape flutters)

(Maroni gasping in pain)

Where is he?!

I don't know wh...
where he is. He found us.

He must have friends.

Friends? Have you met this guy?

Someone knows where he is!

Nobody's gonna tell you nothing.

They're wise to your act.

You got rules.

The Joker--
he's got no rules.

Nobody's going
to cross him for you.

If you want this guy,
you got one way.

But you already know
what that is.

Just take off that mask;
let him come find you.

(growls)

Or you can let a couple
more people get killed

while you make up your mind.

You want to play games?

(gunshot echoes)

How's that feel?

(whispers):
You wouldn't.

(echoing):
I wouldn't!

You don't think I will?
Uh-uh.

You don't think I will?

Mm-mm.

(panting)

No.
(whimpers)

No, I wouldn't.

That's why I'm not
going to leave it up to me.

Heads...

you get to keep your head.

Tails...

not so lucky.

So, you want to tell me
about the Joker?

(chuckles nervously)

(coin clinks)

Let's go again.
I don't know anything!

(sobbing):
I don't!

You're not
playing the odds, friend.

Let's do it again.

(coin clinks)

You'd leave a man's
life to chance?

Not exactly.

His name's Schiff, Thomas.

He's a paranoid schizophrenic,
former patient in Arkham.

The kind of mind
the Joker attracts.

What do you expect to learn
from him?

The Joker killed Gordon.

He's going to kill Rachel.

You're the symbol of hope
I can never be.

Your stand against
organized crime is

the first legitimate ray
of light in Gotham in decades.

If anyone saw this,
everything would be undone.

All the criminals you pulled off
the streets would be released

and Jim Gordon will
have died for nothing.

You're going to hold
a press conference

tomorrow morning.
Why?

No one else
will die because of me.

Gotham's in your hands now.

You can't.

You can't give in.

(echoing):
You can't give in!

Harvey called.

He said Batman's gonna
turn himself in.

I have no choice.

You honestly think
that's going to keep

the Joker from killing people?

Maybe not, but I have
enough blood on my hands.

And I've seen now

what I would have to become
to stop men like him.

You once told me that,

if the day came
when I was finished,

that we'd be together.

Bruce, don't make me your
one hope for a normal life.

Did you mean it?

Yes.

(gentle theme plays)

Bruce...

If you turn yourself in,

they're not gonna let us
be together.

ALFRED: Logs as well?
Everything.

Anything that could lead back
to Lucius or Rachel.

(door creaks)

People are dying, Alfred.

What would you have me do?

Endure, Master Wayne.

Take it.

They'll hate you for it.

But that's the point
of the Batman.

He can be the outcast.

He can make the choice
that no one else can make.

The right choice.

Ah, today I found out
what Batman can't do.

He can't endure this.

Today you get to say
"I told you so."

Today, I...

I don't want to.

(quietly):
But I did bloody tell you.

(chuckles softly)

I suppose they're going
to lock me up as well--

as your accomplice.

Accomplice?

I'm going to tell them
the whole thing was your idea.

(indistinct chatter)

Ladies and gentlemen,
thank you for coming.

I've called this press
conference for two reasons.

Firstly, to assure
the citizens of Gotham

that everything that can be done

over the Joker killings
is being done.

Secondly, because the Batman
has offered to turn himself in.

But first, let's
consider the situation.

Should we give in
to this terrorist's demands?

Do we really think
that he's going to...

You'd rather protect
an outlaw vigilante

than the lives
of citizens?

The Batman is an outlaw...

but that's not why we're
demanding he turn himself in;

we're doing it
because we're scared.

We've been happy to let
the Batman

clean up our streets for us
until now.

MAN: Things are worse
than ever!

(exclamations of agreement)

Yes, they are.

But the night is darkest
just before the dawn.

And I promise you,

the dawn is coming.

One day, the Batman
will have to answer

for the laws he's broken;

but to us, not to this madman.

-No more dead cops!
-Yeah!

He should turn himself in!

Give us the Batman!

Where is he?

(clamoring)

So be it.
Take the Batman into custody.

(murmuring)

I am the Batman.

(exclamations of disbelief)

(murmuring)

MAN: Is this
some kind of joke?

Alfred...

why is he letting
Harvey do this?

He went down
to the press conference.

I know, and
he just stood by.

Perhaps both Bruce
and Mr. Dent

believe that Batman stands
for something more important

than the whims of a terrorist,
Miss Dawes.

Even if everyone
hates him for it.

That's the sacrifice
he's making.

He's not being a hero.

He's being something more.

Yeah, you're absolutely right.

Letting Harvey take the fall
for this is not heroic at all.

You know him
better than anyone.

I do.

Will you give this to him
for me?

When the time is right?

How will I know?

It's not sealed.

Good-bye, Alfred.

Good-bye, Rachel.

(door opens)

I'm sorry. I didn't have time
to talk this through with you.

What are you doing?

They're transferring me
to central holding.

This is the Joker's chance,
and when he attacks,

the Batman will
take him down.

Listen to me,
this is too dangerous.

We get this guy to County,
he's their problem.

The streets will be cleared
along your route.

So let's go. The convoys
stop for no reason!

I hope you got
some moves, pal.

He's using you as bait.

He doesn't even know
if he can get the Joker.

RACHEL:
He's failed so far.

How do you know
what he's thinking?

I just-- I do.

Anyway, Harvey, this
isn't just about you.

What about all of the people
who are depending on you

to clean the city up, and
to do it honorably and...

Harvey...

tell everyone the truth.

Heads, I go through with it.

(coin clinks)

This is your life;

you can't leave something
like that to chance.

I'm not.

(engine starts)

You make your own luck.

(truck driving away)

(helicopter whirring)

(suspenseful theme plays)

(truck horn blaring)

Hey, you wait
like everybody else, pal.

(gun cocks, shot echoes)

What the hell is that?

Obstruction ahead!
Obstruction ahead!

Damn it! All units divert
down onto Lower Fifth.

I repeat, exit down,
exit down!

Lower Fifth?

We'll be like turkeys
on Thanksgiving down there.

(engines rumbling)

(tires screeching)

Jesus. Come on,
get us out of here. Let's go.

Listen, we need backup.

(over radio):
We got company.

We got trouble, guys.

Lock and load!

(tires screech,
glass shatters, officer yells)

(engine roaring,
car horn honking)

What the hell was that?

(door screeches)

These things are built
for that, right?

OFFICER:
He's going to need

something a lot bigger
to get through this.

What is that?

What is that, a bazooka?

I didn't sign up
for this!

(explosion echoes)

(whirring)

(engine racing)

Look out.

Look out!

Hmm...

(high-pitched whirring)

Come on, let's go!

(whirring)

(flames whoosh)

(alarms beeping)

(tires screeching)

(loud thud)

(clattering)

Harvey, Harvey, Harvey Dent.

Oh, excuse me. I want to drive.

(hissing)

FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE:
Scanning all systems.

-Scanning all systems.
-(rapid beeping)

(humming nonchalantly)

(tires screech)

We got to get topside;
we need air support, now!

(clangs)

I like this job.
I like it.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Damage catastrophic.

Eject sequence initiated.

(clattering)

(tires skidding)

(high-pitched whirring)

COMPUTER:
Good-bye.

(engine humming)

We're on point, ready to give
them some of their own medicine.

That's what I'm talking about--
air cav.

(shattering)

(engine humming,
mirrors shattering)

Okay, rack 'em up.

(over radio): Rack 'em up.
Rack 'em up. Rack 'em up.

(cables whipping)

(blades whirring)

(high-pitched humming)

(sputtering)

(booming)

(high-pitched humming)

That's not good.

Okay, that's not good!

(maniacal laughter)

(high-pitched humming)

(chuckling)

(horns honking)

Now there's a Batman.

Ooh, you want to play?
Come on.

Come on.

(high-pitched humming)

(cables whipping)

He missed!

(metal groaning)

(clattering)

(tires screech)

You can't stop here!
We're like sitting ducks!

(groans)

(grunts)

(high-pitched humming)

(muttering):
Come on, come on, come on.

Come on. Come on.
I want you to do it.

I want you to do it. Come on!

Come on.

(high-pitched humming)

Come on, come on.
I want you to do it.

I want you to do it.
Come on, hit me.

Come on, hit me.
Come on, hit me!

(yelling)

Hit me!

(sucks teeth)

(cocks gun)

(humming)

(zaps, yells)

(cackling)

(gibbering)

(spits)

Come on.

(growls)

Could you please
just give me a minute?

(grunts)

(pants)

We got you, you son of a bitch.

Gordon?

You do like to play things
pretty close to the chest.

We got him, Harvey.

(reporters shouting)

Mr. Dent, how does it feel to be
the biggest hero in Gotham?

No, I'm no hero.

Gotham's finest,
they're the heroes.

But you and your office
have been working

with the Batman
all along.

No, but I trusted him
to do the right thing.

Which was?
Saving my ass.

All right, people,
that's enough!

Let him be!
Let him be!

Thank you, Detective.

Got a date with
a pretty upset girlfriend.

I figured,
Counselor.

(reporters continue
shouting questions)

(men clamoring)

Stand away! All of you!

I don't want anything
for his Mob lawyer to use,

you understand?!

Back from the dead?

I, uh, I couldn't risk
my family's safety.

What do we got?

Nothing.

No matches on prints,

DNA, dental.

Clothing is custom,
no labels.

Nothing in his pockets
but knives and lint.

No name.

No other alias.

Go home, Gordon.

That clown will keep
till morning.

Go get some rest;
you're going to need it.

Tomorrow you take
the big job.

And you don't have any say
in the matter.

Commissioner Gordon!

(applause)

(speaks indistinctly)

(gasps)

I'm sorry. I couldn't risk
your safety.

(sobs)

(grunts)

MURPHY:
Look at those ugly bastards.

I don't feel good.
You're a cop killer.

You're lucky to be feeling
anything below the neck.

Please!
Step away from the bars!

My insides hurt!
(panting)

(whispering):
Did Batman save you, Daddy?

Actually, this time...

I saved him.

(phone rings)

Has he said
anything yet?

Evening,

Commissioner.

Harvey Dent
never made it home.

Of course not.

What have you done
with him?

Me?

I was right here.

Who did you leave him with?

Hmm?

Your people?

Assuming, of course,
that they are still your people

and not Maroni's.

Does it depress you,
Commissioner,

to know...

just how alone you really are?

Does it make you
feel responsible

for Harvey Dent's
current predicament?

Where is he?

What's the time?

What difference does that make?

Well, depending on the time,

he may be in one spot
or several.

If we're gonna
play games...

Mm.

(handcuffs clicking)

...I'm gonna need
a cup of coffee.

Ah.

The good cop, bad cop routine?

(clicks tongue)

Not exactly.

(lock buzzes)

(door closes)

Oh!

(groans)

Never start with the head.

The victim gets all fuzzy.

He can't feel
the next...

See?

You wanted me.

Here I am.

JOKER (over speaker):
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 gone

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?

(laughing)

I don't, I don't
want to kill you.

What would I do
without you?

Go back to ripping off
Mob dealers?

No, no.

No.

No, you, you complete me.

You're garbage who
kills for money.

Don't talk like one of them;
you're not.

Even if you'd like to be.

To them, you're just a freak,

like me.

They need you
right now...

but when they don't,
they'll cast you out

like a leper.

You see,
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.

I'll show you.

When the chips are down,

these, uh, these
civilized people,

they'll eat each other.

See, I'm not
a monster.

I'm just ahead of the curve.

Where is Dent?

You have all these rules,

and you think
they'll save you.

It's in control.

I have one rule.

Oh, then that's the rule you'll
have to break to know the truth.

Which is?

The only sensible way to live
in this world is without rules.

And tonight, you're gonna
break your one rule.

I'm considering it.

Oh, there's
only minutes left,

so you're gonna have
to play my little game

if you want
to save one of them.

Them?

You know, for a while there,
I thought you really were Dent.

The way you threw
yourself after her.

(chuckles)

(laughing)

Look at you go.

(cracks neck)

Does Harvey know

about you and his little bunny?

Where are they?!
Killing is making a choice.

Where are they?!

Choose between one life

or the other:

your friend

the District Attorney
or his blushing bride-to-be.

(laughing)

You have nothing,

nothing to
threaten me with.

Nothing to do
with all your strength.

Don't worry, I'm gonna
tell you where they are,

both of them.

And that's the point.

You'll have to choose.

He's at

250 52nd Street.

And she's, uh,
on Avenue X at Cicero.

Which one you going after?

Rachel.

GORDON:
We're getting Dent!

250 52nd Street!

RACHEL (over speakerphone):
Hello?

Can anybody hear me?

Hello?!

Rachel?

Harvey!

Oh, Harvey, thank God!

Are you okay?
I'm all right.

I'm in a,
I'm in a warehouse.

They got me wired
to these oil drums.

I am, too.

Harvey.

I want my phone call.

I want it. I want it.

I want my phone call.

That's nice.

How many of your friends
have I killed?

I'm a 20-year man,

and I know the
difference between punks

who need a little
lesson in manners

and the freaks like you
who would just enjoy it.

And you killed
six of my friends.

(mouthing):
Six?

Please.

My insides hurt.

I don't
really care.

Back away.

The boss said he'd make
the voices go away.

He said he'd go inside and
replace them with bright lights.

(laughing)

Like Christmas.

You're out of your
mind, pal. Back off.

Medic right away

in the holding tank!

Come on,
get the door open!

You guys back off!

Listen, we don't have
a lot of time.

He told me that only one of us
was gonna make it,

and that they were gonna
let our friends choose.

Okay, Rachel.

It's gonna be fine.

It's gonna be all right.

They're coming
for you.

Okay, listen to me,
I'll help you.

Just talk me, talk me through
what's going on with you.

Can you find something,
anything sharp?

I'm trying.

What's...

Shit.

Harvey?

(grunting)

Harvey, what's happening?

(groans)

(sirens blaring)

All available units,
converge at 250 52nd Street!

Do you want to know...

why I use a knife?

Guns are too quick.

You can't savor all the...

little emotions.

Y-You see,

in their last moments,

people show you
who they really are.

So, in a way,
I knew your friends

better than you ever did.

Would you like to know
which of them were cowards?

What's that?

Geez.

He's got some kind
of a... contusion.

I know you're gonna enjoy this.

(cracks neck)

I'm gonna have to try
and enjoy it even more.

OFFICER:
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Put it down!
I got him! I got him!

Take it easy!
Put it down!

Drop the weapon now!

It's my own damn fault!
Just shoot him!

Let him go now!

Drop it!
Drop it on the floor now!

Drop the weapon!
What? Sorry?

What do you want?!

I just want
my phone call.

RACHEL (over speakerphone):
What-what-what's happening?

Just talk to me,

just for one second.

All right.

(gasping)

(keypad beeping)
Ow.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

(beeping)

Is that a ph-phone?

Mount the curb!

(tires screeching)

Harvey, just in case,

I want to tell you
something, okay?

Don't think like that, Rachel.

They're coming for you.

I know they are,
but I don't want them to.

(sirens blaring)

I don't want
to live without you,

and I do have an answer for you.

And my answer is yes.

No!

No! No!

Not me!

Why are you coming for me?!

No!

Rachel! Rachel!

Harvey.

No! Rachel!

Okay.

Rachel!

Rachel!

No! No!

Harvey, it's okay.

It's all right.

Listen, somewhere...

No, Commissioner!

Rachel! No!

(screaming)

(jingling keys)

Hello there.

(indistinct radio chatter)

(officers shouting in distance)

SERGEANT: Back at the MCU,
the Joker's gone.

With Lau?

The Joker planned to be caught.

He wanted me
to lock him up in the MCU.

(siren blaring,
tires screeching)

(low, ominous theme playing)

RACHEL:
"Dear Bruce,

"I need to be honest and clear.

"I'm going
to marry Harvey Dent.

"I love him,

"and I want to spend
the rest of my life with him.

"When I told you that if Gotham

"no longer needed Batman
we could be together,

"I meant it.

"But now I'm sure
the day won't come

"when you no longer need
Batman.

"I hope it does.

"And if it does,

"I will be there.

But as your friend."

I'm sorry, Harvey.

RACHEL:
"I'm sorry to let you down.

"If you lose your faith in me,

"please keep your faith
in people.

Love, now and always, Rachel."

I've prepared
a little breakfast.

Very well then.

Alfred.

Yes, Master Wayne?

Did I bring this on her?

I was meant to inspire good,

not madness, not death.

You have inspired good,

but you spat in the faces
of Gotham's criminals.

Didn't you think
there might be some casualties?

Things were always gonna get
worse before they got better.

But Rachel, Alfred.

Rachel believed

in what you stood for.

What we stand for.

Gotham needs you.

No, Gotham needs its true hero.

And I let that
murdering psychopath

blow him half to hell.

Which is why, for now...

they're gonna
have to make do with you.

She was gonna
wait for me, Alfred.

Dent doesn't know.

He can never know.

What's that?

It can wait.

That bandit

in the forest in Burma,

did you catch him?

Yes.

How?

We burned the forest down.

(gasps)

(groans)

(grunts softly)

He's a credible source,
an M and A lawyer

from a prestigious consultancy.

And he says he's waited
as long as he can

for the Batman
to do the right thing.

And now he's taking matters
into his own hands.

We'll be live at 5:00 with
the true identity of the Batman.

I'm...

I'm sorry about Rachel.

The doctor says
you're in agonizing pain,

but you won't
accept medication.

That you're refusing
to accept skin grafts.

Remember that name

you all had for me

when I was at Internal Affairs?

What was it, Gordon?

Uh, Harvey, I...

Say it.

Say it!

(sighs)

Two-face.

H-Harvey Two-face.

Why should I hide

who I am?

I-I know you tried to warn me.

I'm sorry.

Wuertz picked you up.

Was he working for them?

Do you know
who picked up Rachel?

Harvey, I need to know

which of my men I can trust.

Why would you listen to me now?

I'm sorry, Harvey.

No.

No, you're not.

Not yet.

MARONI:
This craziness,

it's too much.

You should've thought about that

before you let the clown
out of the box.

You want him?

I can tell you
where he'll be this afternoon.

Not so crazy
as you look.

I told you,

I'm a man of my word.

Where is the Italian?

All tactical units will converge
on the location in 20 minutes.

I want auxiliary units to cover
all possible getaway routes.

Please,
Joker man,

what you do with all your money?

You see, I'm a guy
of simple taste.

I enjoy, uh, dynamite

and gunpowder...

...and gasoline.

What the...

Ah-d-d-duh.

And you know the thing
that they have in common?

They're cheap.

ENGEL:
I want to know how much

they're paying you
to say who Batman really is.

GORDON:
This is our chance.

I want Lau alive.

The Joker, either way.

Hey, Jim,
get a load of this.

ENGEL (on TV):
Let's take the next caller.

Harvey Dent didn't want to
give in to this maniac.

Do you think you know
better than him?

REESE (over TV): I think that
if we could talk to Dent today,

he may feel differently. Um...

ENGEL: And we wish him
a speedy recovery.

'Cause God knows,
we need him now.

Said you were a
man of your word.

Oh, I am.

(blowing)

I'm only burning my half.

(dogs barking in distance)

All you care about
is money.

This town deserves
a better class of criminal.

And I'm gonna give it to them.

Tell your men
they work for me now.

This is my city.

They won't work for a freak.

Freak.

Why don't we cut you up
into little pieces

and feed you
to your pooches? Hmm?

And then we'll see

how loyal a hungry dog
really is.

(grunting)

It's not about money.

It's about sending a message.

(dialing)

Everything burns.

(dogs barking in distance)

Who is this?

JOKER (over TV): I had a vision
of a world without Batman:

the Mob ground out
a little profit,

and the police
tried to shut them down

one block at a time.

And it was so... boring.

I've had a change of heart.

I don't want Mr. Reese
spoiling everything,

but why should I have
all the fun?

Let's give
someone else a chance.

If Coleman Reese

isn't dead in 60 minutes,

then I blow up a hospital.

I want you to call in
every officer.

Yes, sir.
Tell them to head

to their nearest hospital
and start evac and search.

Call the transit authority,
school board, prisons.

Get every available bus
down to a hospital.

The priority is Gotham General.

Wheel everybody
out of that place right now.

You, you and you,
you come with me.

Where are we going, sir?

To get Reese.

I need you
plugged in,

checking Gordon's men
and their families.

Looking for?

Hospital admissions.

Will you be wanting
the Bat-pod, sir?

Middle of the day, Alfred?

Not very subtle.

The Lamborghini, then.

Much more subtle.

(crowd clamoring)

Excuse me. Let me through.

Excuse me. Okay.

Sir,

could you help, please?

I'm gonna find a bus for him.

Sir. Commissioner.
Do you really think

an ordinary citizen
would try to kill this man?

(clamoring)

Sir.

Commissioner!

(people screaming)

Get the cars around the back!

Go. Keep rolling, Sam.

(police car horn honking)

I see O'Brien and Richards.

No immediate family member
admitted to a Gotham Hospital.

REESE:
They're trying to kill me.

Well, maybe Batman
can save you.

(clamoring)

Davis, I got space.

Bring him out.

Davis!

I saw Burns and Zachary.

ALFRED (over speakerphone):
Nothing on them.

And a patrolman I don't know.

REESE:
Okay, so what now?

What do we do now?
Where are we going?

Send the information to Gordon.

(cell phone ringing)

(beep)

Get out of here.

Davis!

Ma'am, we're gonna
have to move him now.

GORDON:
It's Berg, isn't it?

Commissioner.

You okay, son?

♪ Kadink, kadink,
kadink, kadink ♪

♪ La-di-da-di-
da-di-dum ♪

(grunting)

Hi.

You know...

I don't want there
to be any hard feelings

between us, Harvey.

When you
and, uh...

Rachel!

...Rachel

were being abducted,

I was sitting in Gordon's cage.

I-I-I didn't rig those charges.

Your men, your plan.

Do I really look
like a guy with a plan?

You know what I am?

I'm a dog
chasing cars.

I wouldn't know what to do
with one if I caught it.

You know? I just do things.

The Mob has plans.

The cops have plans.

Gordon's got plans.

You know, they're schemers.

Schemers trying to control
their little worlds.

I'm not a schemer.

I try to show
the schemers how

pathetic...

their attempts
to control things really are.

So,

when I say-- uh, come here--

when I say

that you and your girlfriend
was nothing personal,

you know that I'm
telling the truth.

I'm gonna need your weapon.

What?

Why? Because my wife's
in the hospital?

Yeah, that'd be why.

It's the schemers

that put you
where you are.

You were a schemer,

you had plans, and, uh,

look where that got you.

(engine revving)

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
Police, of course, are taking

every possible precaution
and urging everyone not to take

matters into their own hands.

I just did what I do best.

I took your little plan,
and I turned it on itself.

Look what I did
to this city

with a few drums of gas
and a couple of bullets.

Hmm?

You know what, you
know what I noticed?

Nobody panics
when things

go according to plan.

Even if the plan is horrifying.

If tomorrow I tell
the press that, like,

a gangbanger
will get shot

or a truckload of soldiers
will be blowing up,

nobody panics,

because it's all
part of the plan.

But when I
say that one

little, old
mayor will die,

well, then, everyone
loses their minds!

Introduce a little anarchy...

upset the
established order,

and everything becomes chaos.

I'm an agent of chaos.

Oh, and you know
the thing about chaos?

It's fair.

You live.

Mm-hmm.

You die.

Oh, now we're talking.

Mr. Reese...

(engine revving,
tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

That's Mr.
Wayne, isn't it?

That was a very brave
thing you did.

Trying to catch the light?

Well, y-you weren't
protecting the van?

Why? Who's in it?

BRUCE:
Don't you think I should

go to the hospital?

You don't watch
a whole lot of news,

do you, Mr. Wayne?

(imitates explosion)

(people screaming)

(explosions)

(clicking)

(explosion thunders)

(metal groaning)

(loud rumbling)

Southeast.

It's Gotham General.

Did you clear the building?

OFFICER:
Yeah!

(sirens in distance)

GORDON: Well, you must know
how many were inside.

You have patient lists,
roll calls.

Sir, sir, right now
we're showing

50 people missing-- one bus.

All these other buses are
heading off to other hospitals.

My guess is we missed one.

Yeah? Well, what's your guess
about where Harvey Dent is?

Keep looking and
keep it to yourself.

Anybody asks,
we got him out.

Get the Mayor's
Office on the line.

We're gonna need
the National Guard.

REPORTER (on TV):
...people are still missing,

including GCN's own Mike Engel.

I'm now being told

that we're cutting to a video
GCN has just received.

I'm Mike Engel
for Gotham Tonight.

"What does it take

"to make you people
want to join in?

"You failed to kill the lawyer.

I've got to get you off
the bench and into the game."

JOKER (on TV):
Bench. Game.

(Joker laughing)

ENGEL (on TV): "Come nightfall,

this city is mine."
JOKER: Mine.

"And anyone left here
plays by my rules."

JOKER (on TV):
Rules.

WOMAN:
Mr. Fox?

Security is showing a break-in
at the R and D department.

"If you don't want
to be in the game,

JOKER: Get out now.
get out now."

(murmuring)

"But the bridge-and-tunnel crowd
are sure in for a surprise.

Ha-ha, ha-ha."

(Joker laughing)

(beeping)

(sirens in distance)

(dogs barking)

REPORTER:
Gotham PD has shut down
Sweet Jesus.

the bridges and tunnels
across the area...

BARTENDER:
Shouldn't you be out there,

you know,
doing something?

It's my day off.

I got to take a leak.

Keep an eye out
for me, will you?

(door creaking)

Now what? You need someone
to shake it for you?

Hello.

Dent.

Jesus.

I-I thought
you was dead.

Half.

Who picked up Rachel, Wuertz?

It must have been Maroni's men.

Shut up!

Are you
telling me

that you're gonna protect the
other traitor in Gordon's unit?

I don't know!
He never told me!

Listen, Dent, I-I swear to God,
I didn't know

what they were gonna do to you.

Mm-hmm.

That's funny.

'Cause I don't know

what's gonna happen
to you either.

(gunshot)

Beautiful, isn't it?

Beautiful.

Unethical.

Dangerous.

You've turned every cell phone
in Gotham into a microphone.

And a high frequency
generator/receiver.

You took
my sonar concept

and applied it to every phone
in the city.

With half the city
feeding you sonar,

you can image all of Gotham.

This is wrong.

I've got to find
this man, Lucius.

At what cost?

The database
is null-key encrypted.

It can only be accessed
by one person.

This is too much power
for one person.

That's why I
gave it to you.

Only you can use it.

Spying on 30 million people

isn't part
of my job description.

This is an audio sample.

If he talks within range
of any phone in the city,

you can triangulate
his position.

I'll help you this one time.

But consider this
my resignation.

As long as this machine
is at Wayne Enterprises,

I won't be.

When you're finished,

type in your name.

(sirens in distance)

GORDON (voice-over):
Well, my officers are going over

every inch of the tunnels
and bridges,

but with the Joker's threat,

they're not an option.

And land routes east?

Backed up for hours.

Which leaves the ferries
with 30,000 ready to board.

Plus, I want to use
the ferries so I can

get some of those prisoners
off the island.

The men you and Dent put away?

Those aren't people
I'm worried about.

You should be.

Whatever the Joker's planning,

it's a good bet that Harvey's
prisoners might be involved.

I want to get them
out of here.

So where is Harvey?

We haven't found him.

(sighs):
Oh, geez.

How long can you
keep this quiet?

Don't stop for lights,
cops, nothing.

Going to join your wife?

You love her?

Yes.

You ever imagine
what it would be like

to listen to her die?

Look, take it up with the Joker.

He killed your woman.

He made you... like this.

The Joker's just a mad dog.

I want whoever
let him off the leash.

I took care of Wuertz.

But who was your other
man inside Gordon's unit?

Who picked up Rachel?

Must have been
someone she trusted.

Look, if I tell you,

you'll let me go?

Can't hurt your chances.

It was Ramirez.

(cocks gun)

But you said...

I said it couldn't
hurt your chances.

(flips coin)

You're a lucky man.

(flips coin)

But he's not.

Who?

Your driver.

(gunshot)

(clamoring)

Hey, man, that ain't right!

We should be on that boat!

You want to ride
across with them?

Be my guest.

(ominous theme playing)

(engine powering down)

Sir, they've stopped
their engines.

Right, get on the radio.

Tell them we'll come back
and pick them up

once we dump
the scumbags.

Liberty, this is
Spirit. Come in.

(radio crackles)
Li...

What the heck was that?

(alarm sounding)

(murmuring)

CAPTAIN:
Liberty, come in, please.

This is Spirit. Come in.

(overlapping radio chatter)

Fox...

there's something going on

on the ferries.

Get down to the engine room now.

MAN:
Hey, buddy, what's happening?

Captain, I got a hundred
barrels down there,

rigged to blow.
And this.

CAPTAIN:
Oh, my God.

FIRST MATE: Looks like
some kind of detonator.

CAPTAIN: Why would
they give us

the detonator
to our own bomb?

(beep)

JOKER (over speaker):
Tonight, you're all gonna be

a part of a social experiment.

(garbled, overlapping chatter)

(typing)

JOKER (over speaker):
Through the magic

of diesel fuel
and ammonium nitrate,

I'm ready right now
to blow you all sky high.

Liberty, come in. Over.

It's dead.

JOKER (over speaker):
Anyone attempts

to get off their boat,
you all die.

LUCIUS (over speaker):
I'm zeroing in.

JOKER (over speaker):
Each of you has a remote

to blow up the other boat.

Voice is on the ferry,
but it's not the source.

(garbled, overlapping chatter)

(beeping)
FOX: West.

(cell phone ringing)

Gordon.

BATMAN:
I have the Joker's location.

Prewitt Building.

Assemble on
the building opposite.

At midnight,
I blow you all up.

JOKER (over speaker):
If, however, one of you

presses the button,
I'll let that boat live.

So, who's it gonna be?

Harvey Dent's most wanted
scumbag collection

or the sweet
and innocent civilians?

You choose.

Oh.

And you might want
to decide quickly,

because the people
on the other boat

may not be quite so noble.

(feedback, clicks off)

(murmuring)

(clamoring)

Stay back.
Well, now,

wh-who are you to decide?

Uh, we ought to talk
this over, at least.

(passengers murmuring)
WOMAN:
We don't all have to die.

Those men had their chance.

We are not going
to talk about this.

Why aren't we talking about it?

They're talking over the same
exact thing on the other boat.

Let's put it to a vote.

(murmurs of agreement)
Yes!

(clamoring)

(gunshot)
Stand down!

(phone ringing)

Hello.

RAMIREZ: Barbara,
it's Anna Ramirez.

Jim needs you to pack up and put
the kids in the car right away.

But the units outside...

Those cops can't
be trusted.

Jim needs you away from them
as soon as possible.

I'll call them off
for ten minutes,

and you'll have to move fast.

BARBARA: But w-where am I
supposed to take them?

250 52nd Street.

Leave as soon as the
patrol car pulls out.

Okay.

She believe you?

It's 'cause she trusts you.

Just like Rachel did.

I didn't know what they...

You didn't know
what they were gonna do.

You're the second cop
to say that to me.

What exactly did you think
they were gonna do?

They got me early on.

My mother's
hospital bills and...

Don't!

-(flips coin)
-I'm sorry.

Live to fight
another day, Officer.

(sirens in distance)

We found the missing
hospital bus.

Then we have
a hostage situation.

It's a shooting gallery.

Why would he choose a spot
with such big windows?

We have clear shots

on five clowns.

Snipers take them out,
smash the windows,

a team rappels in.

Team moves in
by the stairwells.

Two, three casualties max.

Let's do it.
BATMAN:
It's not that simple.

With the Joker, it never is.

What's simple is that
every second we don't take him,

those people on the ferries get
closer to blowing each other up.

That won't happen.

Then he'll blow
both of them up!

We don't have time
for paper ballots.

I want everybody

to put their votes
on this piece of paper.

If anyone's got pens,

pass it along.

Thank you. Anybody else?
Coming through.

Anybody else? Thank you.

NATIONAL GUARDSMAN: We need to
get these votes in quickly.

(clamoring)

(shouting)
What are you waiting for?

Just push the button!
Come on, blow it up, man!

I need five minutes alone.

No! There's no time!

We have clear shots!

Dent is in there
with them!

We have to save Dent!

I have to save Dent!
Get ready!

Two minutes, then we breach.

(screaming)

Fox, I need picture.

(cell phone ringing)

Hello.

BARBARA: Jim,
we're in trouble!

(garbled, overlapping chatter)

Okay, you got

(over earpiece):
P.O.V. on alpha,

omni on beta.

Looks like clowns and hostages
on two floors.

There's a SWAT team
on the stairwell.

FOX (over earpiece): There's
another SWAT team on the roof.

Line's clear.

Barbara, calm down.

BARBARA:
He has the kids!

DENT:
Hello, Jim.

Harvey?

Where's my family?

DENT:
Where my family died.

(click, dial tone)

(beep)

SWAT LEADER (over radio):
Blue team, acquire the target.

Entry team, set your charge.

(muffled grunting)

BATMAN: Fox, the SWATs are
targeting the wrong people.

The clowns
are the hostages.

Red team, go!

Red team, go!

SWAT LEADER (over radio):
Entry team, blow and go!

Don't move.

SWAT LEADER (over radio):
Take the shot.

(gunfire)

FOX (over earpiece):
Those SWATs are coming in hot.

Clowns, put down your guns!
(muffled grunting)

OFFICER:
Drop your weapons!
On the ground now!

Doctors, get down!
Clear the line of fire!

Drop your weapon!

(screaming)

(grunting)

(dogs barking)

(automatic gunfire)

Freeze!
Stand down!
(muffled grunting)

or you will be...

FOX (over earpiece):
Look up.

See those bad guys
on the floor above?

They're waiting
to ambush the SWAT team

coming up the elevator.

60 seconds.

(beeping)

LIBERTY PILOT:
The tally is 140 against,

396 for.

(clamoring)

So go ahead. Do it!

We're still here.

And that means

they haven't
killed us yet, either.

Go, go, go!
Blue team, cover!

(shouting,
muffled grunting)

Uh-oh.

FOX (over earpiece):
Trouble on the floor above.

(muffled grunting)

Get down!
Get down on the ground now!

(beep)

(shouting)

Freeze!

Stop or we
will shoot!

We will shoot you!
Drop the officer!

Release the officer right now!
Let him go!

On your knees!

HELICOPTER PILOT:
We got him.

He's out of the game.

Keep your hands
in the air!

Step away
from the edge!

(screaming)

(screaming)

Hold... (screaming)

Stay down!
Don't move!

SWAT LEADER (over radio):
Be advised,

clowns are hostages,

doctors are targets!

(dogs snarling, barking)

Ah, you made it.

I'm so thrilled.

Where's the
detonator?

Go get him!

(dogs barking)

(shouting)

Don't move!

(grunting)

(grunts)

You don't want to die,

but you don't know
how to take a life.

Give it to me.

(whispering): These men will
kill you and take it anyway.

No one wants to get
their hands dirty.

Fine. I'll do it.

Those men on that boat?

They made their choices.

They chose to murder and steal.

It doesn't make any sense
for us to have to die, too.

(Batman grunts)
All the old familiar places.

(grunts)

(electrical crackling)

Stand by.

(electrical crackling)

(Joker yells)

OFFICER:
Red Team, floor secure!

Hostages are safe!

Give it to me.

You can tell them

I took it by force.

Give it to me,

and I'll do what you
should've did ten minutes ago.

(Batman grunts)

We really should stop
this fighting,

otherwise
we'll miss the fireworks.

There won't be any fireworks.

And here we go.

(suspenseful theme playing)

BATMAN: What were
you trying to prove?

That, deep down,
everyone's as ugly as you?

(grunts)

You're alone.

Can't rely on anyone these days.

You got to do
everything yourself.

Don't we?

That's okay.
I came prepared.

It's a funny world we live in.

Speaking of which,
you know how I got these scars?

No.

But I know how you got these.

(grunts, stammers)

(cackling)

(cable whips)

(grunts)

(grunting)

(grunts)

(groans)

Oh, you.

You just couldn't let me go,
could you?

This is what happens

when an unstoppable force
meets an immovable object.

(pants)

You truly are incorruptible,
aren't you?

Huh?

You won't kill me
out of some misplaced sense

of self-righteousness,

and I won't kill you

because you're
just too much fun.

(chuckles)

I think you and I are destined
to do this forever.

You'll be
in a padded cell forever.

Maybe we could share one.

You know, they'll be doubling up

the rate this city's inhabitants
are losing their minds.

This city just showed you

that it's full of people
ready to believe in good.

Until their spirit breaks
completely.

Until they get a good look

at the real Harvey Dent, huh?

And all the heroic things
he's done.

(chuckles)

You didn't think
I'd risk losing the battle

for Gotham's soul
in a fistfight with you?

No.

You need an ace in the hole.

Mine's Harvey.

What did you do?

I took Gotham's white knight,

and I brought him down
to our level.

It wasn't hard.

See, madness,
as you know,

is like gravity.

All it takes is a little push.

(cackling)

(cackling)

(maniacal laughter)

(echoes):
Dent!

(grunts)

(gasps, sobs)

DENT: This is
where they brought her, Gordon,

after your men handed her over.

This is where she died.

I know, I was here...

trying to save her.

But you didn't.

I couldn't.

Yes, you could've.
If you had listened to me.

If you stood up
against corruption,

instead of doing your deal
with the devil.

I was trying to fight the Mob!

You wouldn't dare try
to justify yourself

if you knew what I'd lost.

Have you ever had to talk
to the person you love most,

tell them it's
gonna be all right,

when you know it's not?

Well...

you're about to know
what that feels like, Gordon.

Then, you can
look me in the eye

and tell me you're sorry.

You're not going to hurt
my family.

No.

Just the person you love most.

(James sobs)

So, is it your wife?

Put the gun down, Harvey.

Harvey, put
down the gun.

Please, put...
Please, Harvey.

Please.

Oh, goddamn it!

Will you stop pointing that gun
at my family?!

BARBARA (sobbing):
No!

We have a winner.

(sobbing):
Oh, Jim, stop him!

Don't let him!
Harvey...

Harvey!

(Barbara sobbing)

I'm sorry!

For everything!

Please don't hurt my son.

(whispers):
Please.

(James whimpering)

(dogs barking in distance)

(barking, indistinct shouting)

You brought your cops?

All they know is
there's a situation.

They...
They don't know who or what.

They're just creating
a perimeter.

You think I want to escape
from this?

There is no escape from this.

BATMAN: You don't wanna hurt
the boy, Harvey.

It's not about what I want.

It's about what's fair!

You thought we could
be decent men

in an indecent time!

(panting)

But you were wrong.

The world is cruel.

And the only morality
in a cruel world...

is chance.

Unbiased...

unprejudiced...

fair.

His son's got the
same chance she had.

Fifty-fifty.

What happened to Rachel
wasn't chance.

We decided to act.

We three.

DENT:
Then why was it me

who was the only one
who lost everything?

(panting)

It wasn't.

The Joker chose me!

Because you were the best of us.

He wanted to prove

that even someone as good

as you could fall.

And he was right.

You're the one pointing the gun,
Harvey.

So, point it at the people
responsible.

Fair enough.

You first.

(coin clinks)

(sobs quietly)

(whimpers)

My turn.

(coin clinks)

Harvey, you're right.

Rachel's death was my fault.

Pl... pl-please,
don't punish the boy.

Please, punish me.

I'm about to.

Tell your boy he's going
to be all right, Gordon.

Lie...

like I lied.

It's going to be all right, son.

(coin clinks)

(Batman growls)

(screaming)

(grunts)

(boards clattering)

(Barbara sobbing)

JAMES:
Dad?

Daddy, is he okay?

(panting)

(Batman groans)

(panting)

(grunts)

Thank you.

You don't have to thank me.

Yes, I do.

The Joker won.

Harvey's prosecution,
everything he fought for...

undone.

Whatever chance you gave us
at fixing our city

dies with Harvey's
reputation.

We bet it all on him.

The Joker took the best of us
and tore him down.

People will lose hope.

They won't.

They must never know
what he did.

Five dead?

Two of them cops?

You can't sweep that...

No. No...

But the Joker cannot win.

Gotham needs
its true hero.

No.

You either die a hero,

or you live long enough to see
yourself become the villain.

I can do those things

because I'm not a hero,
not like Dent.

I killed those people.

That's what I can be.

No, no, you can't, you're not.

I'm whatever Gotham
needs me to be.

Call it in.

...a hero.

Not the hero we deserved,
but the hero we needed.

Nothing less than a knight...

shining.

GORDON:
They'll hunt you.

BATMAN:
You'll hunt me.

You'll condemn me,

set the dogs on me.

Because that's
what needs to happen.

Because sometimes...

truth isn't good enough.

Sometimes people deserve more.

Sometimes people deserve

to have their faith rewarded.

JAMES:
Batman!

Batman!

Why is he running, Dad?

Because we have to chase him.

Okay, we're going in! Go, go!

Move!

(dogs barking)

He didn't do
anything wrong.

(barking)

Because he's the hero
Gotham deserves,

but not the one
it needs right now.

So we'll hunt him...

...because he can take it.

(barking)

Because he's not a hero.

He's a silent guardian,

a watchful protector.

A dark knight.

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