Louis Strack Jr.:
I'm glad you survived, Robert. I'd hate to see your kids deprived of a role model.
Robert Durant:
They do look up to me.
Louis Strack Jr.:
When I was young, my father made me work high steel. Just me and the indians, no-one else crazy enough to run around up here against the wind. $4.50 an hour. Call me crazy, sometimes I miss it! Life on the edge! Five inches wide, six-hundred-fifty feet down! High Steel! Oh, by the way, you don't have any kids, Robert.
[Strack pulls off a mask on Durant's face to reveal it is Darkman posing as Durant. Julie screams]
Louis Strack Jr.:
Ha ha ha ha. You truly are one ugly son of a bitch. What do you think, Julie? Who's the real monster here? I destroy, to build something better! Whereas you? You're a man who destroys for revenge! Look! Look about you! It's all mine! Because I built it! I built it all!
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