You're sloppy.
No, I'm uninterested.
Get interested!
You're sloppy.
No, I'm uninterested.
Get interested!
Where were you?
What happened to you? Are you okay? [he rushes to him in concern. Bruce isn't buying it, however.]
You don't get to ask questions. Now where the hell were you?
Out!
Where?
Just out!
"Out" has suddenly become a far more dangerous place. [He sees a sai belonging to Talon and takes it off Damian] What's this?
That's mine!
I don't think so!
So what are you gonna do now?! Build a dungeon and lock me up in it?!
Despite what you may think, I'm your father, Damian. Not your jailer.
A biological accident doesn't make you my father, and it as sure as hell doesn't make me your son!
There's a school in Switzerland run by a retired general who knows far more than I do about boys and discipline. [He stands to leave but stops] Try this again, that's where you'll be spending the next year. [He leaves]
You really played me for a fool.
Not hard to do.
Are you alright?
I'm proud of you. Welcome home.
No. [looks at Talon] I could’ve killed him. Maybe I should’ve. [to Bruce] But you were in my head; you wouldn't let me. [grabs at his hair] You, Talia, Ra's, you're all in here! But where am I? How can I ever be the son you need me to be... [turns away] when I don't even know who I am?
I have to go.
Damian. [limps after him] There’s a school—
In Switzerland. Yeah, you told me about it.
No; no. This is a monastery in the Himalayas. I stayed there, years ago, when I was lost, troubled. And the monks helped me in ways that proved to be very—
I don’t need any help!
But … maybe I will, later on.
I've got some packing to do.