[watching the virus wreak havoc on the city] As the flames of hedonism licked the very foundation of its society, Nero played and sang "The Destruction of Troy". I will say this about the Court of Owls: they have style!
Now you listen to me. That man who wanted you to detonate that bomb, whatever he promised you - freedom from pain, power - none of it, none of it was real. I want you to remember what is real.
No. No, that's not real. What's real is that every time that you were sick when you were a kid your mum used to sit up with you all night and read until you fell asleep. That's real. Or when you were seven and you took your silly rowing boat out and you got lost in that storm, and me and your dad were out, shouting, screaming, losing our minds, and when your dad found you, how he cried. That's real. Yes, your parents died in that alley three years ago, and maybe that man took away the pain of that night, but there is no life, there is no love, without pain. He could not touch the love your mum and dad gave you, that you still have in you. [touches Bruce's heart] That you still have in here. The same love I have for you. I love you, Master Bruce. I would do anything for you. I would die for you. You must find that love again. Come back to me, Master Bruce.
I have been alive for more years than you can imagine. I have seen and done things that would shake the very core of what you believe. I am thought to be a demon. A saint. A ghost. But for all my years, all my travels, there is one thing that I have never found: a true heir. But I need to know if you're ready.
[Gordon, influenced by the Alice Tetch virus, attacks and kills all the ninjas with one of their katanas. Reflexively stabbing behind him, he accidentally stabs Fish in the stomach, to Penguin's horror. Fish drops the antidote to the virus, shattering all but one of the vials.]
[in a note to Gordon] Jim, I knew if I saw you I might not have the courage to leave, and I need to. I finally understand Gotham in a way I suspect you always have. It's a place where the strongest and the most cunning rule. Where the cost of survival is paid for by others, and everyone feels alone. Having the virus showed me the city as it truly was - as I truly was. In so many ways, the virus made me feel reborn. But if having the virus allowed Gotham to embrace its worst self, the cure should remind us there's always hope, a chance to remember who we can be, rather than who we are. I don't know if Gotham deserves saving, but if anyone can save it, it's you. And in return, maybe it can save you as well. And then maybe, one day, it will send you back to me. Until then, love always, Lee.