[Dent] You refuse to cooperate, you're not coming back here: you go to County.
How long do you calculate you'll last in there?
[Wayne] Targeting me won't get their money back.
I knew the mob wouldn't go down without a fight, but this is different:
they've crossed the line.
[Alfred] You crossed the line first, sir. You squeezed 'em; you hammered them to the point of desperation.
And in their desperation, they turned to a man they didn't fully understand.
[Wayne] Criminals aren't complicated, Alfred.
We just need to figure out what he's after.
[Alfred] With respect, Master Wayne, perhaps this is a man you don't fully understand either.
A long time ago,
I was in Burma when my friends and I were working for the local government.
They were trying to buy the loyalty of tribal leaders by bribing them with precious stones.
But their caravans were being raided in a forest North of Rangoon by a bandit.
So we went looking for the stones,
but, in six months,
we never met anyone who traded with him.
One day,
I saw a child playing with a ruby the size of a tangerine.
The bandit...
had been throwing them away.
[Wayne] So why steal it?
[Alfred] Well, because he thought it was good sport. [Wayne] So why steal it?
[Alfred] Because some men aren't looking for anything logical...
like money.
They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with.
Some men just wanna watch the world burn.
[indistinct chatter from millions of cell phones]
[phone caller] '8th' and 'Orchard';
you'll find Harvey Dent there.
[loud bang]
[Batman] Check the names.
[Gordon] Richard Dent.
Patrick Harvey.
[Ramirez] Harvey Dent.
[Batman] I need ten minutes with the scene before your men contaminate it.
[Ramirez] Us, "contaminate it"? It's because of you these guys are dead.
-Hey! Detective! [Ramirez] Us, "contaminate it"? It's because of you these guys are dead.
[Gordon] Not so many, guys.
That's brick underneath.
You're gonna take ballistics off a shattered bullet?
[Batman] No. You're gonna take ballistics off a shattered bullet?
[Batman] Fingerprints.
[electric sawing sound]
[Gordon] Whatever you're gonna do, do it fast; [electric sawing sound]
'cause we found his next target.
He's put it in tomorrow's paper.
[clip clicking]
[loud gunshot]
[Alfred] I'm not sure you made it loud enough, sir!
[music]
[Fox] What can I do for you, Mr. Reese?