Batman:
Was it worth it?
Selina Kyle:
What?
Batman:
Compromising yourself for money. What'd you have to do to set up that score? How close did you have to get to Penguin? To Falcone?
Selina Kyle:
You don't know what the hell you're talking about. Falcone owes me that money.
Batman:
He owes you?
Selina Kyle:
Yeah, and a lot more.
Batman:
Oh, really? Why's that?
Selina Kyle:
You know what? I can't even talk to you.
Batman:
[stopping her from leaving]
No! I want to know why a guy like Falcone would owe you anything.
Selina Kyle:
Because he's my father! My mother worked at the 44 Below. Just like Anni. She used to take me there when I was a little girl.
Batman:
To the club?
Selina Kyle:
Yeah. I hid out in the dressing room while she worked. Used to see him there. He scared the shit out of me. And I could never understand why he looked at me the way he did. Then one night, my mother told me who he was. When I was seven, my mother was murdered. Strangled. Never found out who. Probably some creep from the club. Anyway, social services came to take me away, and he didn't say a thing. Couldn't even look at me. He owes me that money.
Batman:
I'm sorry. For what I said.
Selina Kyle:
Ah, it's all right. You assume the worst in people. Which, well... maybe we're not so different after all.
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