Two-Face:
What?
The Riddler:
I hope you made extra.
Two-Face:
Who the hell are you?
The Riddler:
Just a friend. But you can call me... the Riddler.
Two-Face:
[grabs Riddler by the collar]
We'll call you dead, more likely! How did you find us here?
The Riddler:
But then if I talked, what would keep you from killing me anyway, O Bifurcated One?
The Riddler:
[looks at Two-Face's disfigurement]
By the way, that's never gonna heal if you don't stop picking.
Two-Face:
Oh?
Two-Face:
[puts pistol to Riddler's head]
Let's see if you bleed green!
The Riddler:
Harvey! I don't think it's me you really want to kill. That'd be too easy for someone as sophisticated as you... and you. But Batman...
The Riddler:
[gasps]
Now, there's a challenge! Kill the Bat! Sounds like a good idea!
The Riddler:
[Two-Face feigns modesty]
Just think of it, a few bullets hit home, a quick splash of blood, and then what? Wet hands... post-homicidal depression.
The Riddler:
[whimpers]
I can help you get Batman.
The Riddler:
[looks at Two-Face's pistol]
That is if you'll spare my life for just a few moments.
Two-Face:
[cocks his head in amusment and puts his gun away]
Heh...
The Riddler:
Thank you.
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