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Look around you. You’ll see two councilmen, a union official, couple off-duty cops and a judge. I wouldn’t have a second’s hesitation of blowing your head off in front of them. Now, that’s power you can’t buy. That’s the power of fear.
I see a beautiful city and the brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives, for which I lay down my life. Peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy. I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts and in the hearts of their descendents. Generations ends. That is the far, far better thing that I do than I have ever done. That is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.
Every year, I took a holiday. I went to Florence, this cafe on the banks of the Arno. Every fine evening, I would sit there and order a Fernet Branca. I had this fantasy, that I would look across the tables and I would see you there with a wife maybe a couple of kids. You wouldn’t say anything to me, nor me to you. But we would both know that you’ve made it, that you were happy. I never wanted you to come back to Gotham. I always knew there was nothing here for you except pain and tragedy and I wanted something more for you than that. I still do.
But a man who doesn’t care about the world doesn’t spend half his fortune on a plan to save it. And isn’t so wounded when it fails that he goes into hiding.
Introduce a little anarchy, upset the established order and everything becomes chaos. I’m an agent of chaos. Oh, and you know the thing about chaos? It’s fair.
We have purged your fear. You are ready to Iead these men. You are ready to become a member of the League of Shadows. But first, you must demonstrate your commitment to justice.
You want order in Gotham. Batman must take off his mask and turn himself in. Oh, and every day he doesn’t, people will die. Starting tonight. I’m a man of my word.