James Gordon:
Wayne promised this world's fair would be a paradise of cleanliness and light. But what does a light in the darkness do? It draws flies. Vile, unclean, like you. But for every one of you I eradicate, two more arrive. I promised the people of Gotham to clean the scum off the streets. Thieves, murderers, confidence men, immigrants, illiterates, anarchists. This city seems to spawn them. But it's whores, you painted whores, that are the worst. All rosy cheeked, soft, and round on the outside. But on the inside...
Selina Kyle:
[groggily]
My death... prove... innocent.
James Gordon:
Yes. Sadly, your death will exonerate Wayne. But it will be worth it. Your blood shall christen this fair, woman. Your corruption and decay will spill down over this carnival as a warning to all your kind. Shall we begin? This may take quite some time.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:13