I told you I'd see you in hell.

What do you want from me?

Want? Oh, if only you knew how long I've been waiting for this day, for this moment. I've been invisible my whole life. I guess I won't be anymore, will I? They'll remember me now. They'll remember both of us. Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne! You know, I was there that day — the day the great Thomas Wayne announced he was running for mayor, made all those promises. Well, a week later, he was dead and everyone just forgot about us. All they could talk about was poor Bruce Wayne — Bruce Wayne, the orphan. Orphan? Living in some tower over the park isn't being an orphan, looking down on everyone with all that money. Don't you tell me. Do you know what being an orphan is? It's thirty kids to a room, twelve years old and already a drophead, numbing the pain. You wake up screaming with rats chewing your fingers, and every winter one of the babies dies because it's so cold. But, oh no! Let's talk about the billionaire with the lying, dead daddy because at least the money makes it go down easy, doesn't it? Bruce Wayne. He's the only one we didn't get. But we got the rest of 'em, didn't we? All those slick, sleazy phony pricks. God, look at you. Your mask is amazing. I wish you could've seen me in mine. Ain't it funny? All everyone wants to do is unmask you, but they're missing the point. You and I both know I'm looking at the real you right now. My mask allowed me to be myself completely — no shame, no limits.

Why did you write me?

What do you mean?

All those cards.

I told you. We've been doing this together. You're a part of this.

We didn't do anything together.

We did! What did we just do? I asked you to bring him into the light, and you did. We're such a great team.

We're not a team.

I never could have gotten him out of there. I'm not physical. My strength is up here. [gestures to head] I mean, I had all the pieces. I had the answers, but I didn't know how to make them listen. You gave me that.

I gave you nothing.

You showed me what was possible. You showed me all it takes is fear and a little focused violence. You inspired me!

You're out of your goddamned mind!

What?

This is all in your head. You're sick, twisted.

How can you say that?

You think you'll be remembered? You're a pathetic psychopath—

No!

—begging for attention! You're gonna die alone in Arkham—

No! No, no, no, no!

—a nobody!

No! Ah, this is not how this was supposed to go! I had it all planned out! We were gonna be safe here! We could watch the whole thing together.

Watch what?

Everything! It was all there. You mean you didn't figure it out? Oh, you're really not as smart as I thought you were. I guess I gave you too much credit.

What have you done?

What's black and blue and dead all over? You, if you think you can stop what's coming.