Lucius Fox:
[talking to Reese while focusing on his work]
What can I do for you, Mr. Reese?
Reese:
You wanted me to do the diligence on the L.S.I. Holdings deal again? Well... I found some irregularities.
Lucius Fox:
Their C.E.O. is in police custody.
Reese:
No, not with their numbers. With yours.
[Fox now brings his gaze up to Reese in interest]
Reese:
Applied Sciences, a whole division of Wayne Enterprises just... disappeared overnight. I went down to the archive and started pulling some old files.
[takes out a blueprint of the Tumbler and places it on his desk, Fox removes his glasses, starting to take the conversation more seriously now]
Reese:
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 it's related to, uh, cell phones for the army? What are you building for him now? A rocket ship?
[Fox says nothing and continues to stare at Reese with some amusement]
Reese:
I want ten-million dollars... a year... for the rest of my life.
Lucius Fox:
[Fox leans forward and coolly says]
Now, 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... and your plan is to *blackmail* this person?
[at this point Reese's self-assertiveness is gone and is left totally speechless. Fox smiles]
Lucius Fox:
Good luck.
Reese:
[beat, embarrassed, gesturing to the Tumbler blueprint he mutters]
Keep that...
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