I don't think Gotham is a good place to raise children.

[jokingly defensive]

Hey, I was raised in Gotham and I turned out all right.

Is Wayne Manor in Gotham City's limits?

[laughs]

The Palisades? Sure. As our new DA, you should probably check out where your jurisdiction ends.

No, I mean, how can you justify supporting a vigilante?

Well, I think that Gotham should be proud that one of its citizens is standing up for what's right.

But this is a democracy.

Exactly. Who elected the Batman?

We did. All of us who let scum like over our city. When their enemies were at the gates, the Romans would suspend democracy and appoint one man to protect the city. And it wasn't considered an honor, it was considered a public service.

Harvey, the last person the Romans elected was named Caesar, and he never gave up his power.

Fine. You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain. Look, whoever the Batman is, he's looking for someone to take his place. He doesn't want to do it forever.

Someone like you, Mr. Dent?

Maybe. If I'm up to it.

[holding her napkin up, covering the upper half of Harvey's face, laughing]

What if Harvey Dent is the Caped Crusader.

[stroking Rachel's hand]

If I was sneaking out every night, someone would noticed by now.

[who has been listening and thinking intently]

Well, I'm sold. Dent, I'm going to throw you a fundraiser.

That's very nice of you Bruce, but I'm not up for election for another three years. [Bruce interrupts]

[completely serious]

No, no, no, you don't understand. One party with my pals, and you'll never have to worry about another cent.