Jim Gordon
You know, I never figured you for Jeremiah's errand boy.
Oh Captain, no errands do I run. This is simply a way for me to have some fun.
Tell yourself that. Take away your games and your rhymes, and what are you but a second-rater with a really silly hat?
[Ecco whispers in Tetch's ear and giggles]
Beautiful! [to Leslie] Lee Thompkins, you intrigue me so. First you were a doctor, then the Narrows' queen. Tell me, please do, are you running from your past when you become someone new?
I'm just gonna say this isn't gonna be some long, drawn-out, tearful affair like ya'll are used to. This is gonna be a short wedding. I'm gonna make it quick so we can all get to the bar. I first met a young Jim Gordon when he was a pain-in-the-ass, moralistic rookie detective. In the years since, he has evolved into a pain-in-the-ass, moralistic captain. I'd say he's my best friend, but in truth he's my only friend, so we'll skip that. On to Lee. Lee's always had his back, except for the time she was infected with the crazy-making virus and she tried to kill him... but that's love. But I will say that if there's one beautiful thing that's happened over these last few crazy years, it's that these two people met each other. And that truly is a beautiful thing. Jim, will you please take Lee's hand? Do you, Jim Gordon, take Lee Thompkins to be your lawful, wedded wife from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish 'til death do you part?
Jim Gordon
I do.
And you, Lee, do you do the same?
Then by the power vested in me by absolutely no one, I now pronounce you husband and wife.
Jim Gordon
Oswald. Come in.
Still have those eyes in the back of your head, Jim.
Jim Gordon
No, you just have a remarkably recognizable odor. Part dandy, part snake. After all these years, it hasn't changed. Drink?
No thank you. It dulls the senses.
Jim Gordon
That's what I was going for. Surprised you're still here. Would have thought you'd be long gone by now. That storm you warned me about for so long? It's finally here.
We've shared some turbulent times, you and I.
Jim Gordon
That we have.
When you spared my life on the pier that day and banished me from Gotham, it was the most lost I've ever been. Because I was away from the city, you see. It's part of me. You know what I'm talking about, because it's part of you, too. Sure, I could escape - with money, I might add - but then what? Stand on the shores of the mainland and watch the army burn it to the ground? Then watch tasteless industrialists and vapid politicians rebuild it? No. My life is etched on the walls of every alley and dirty warehouse here. My blood lives in its broken concrete. I'm staying to fight for my legacy!
[Cobblepot has Gordon at gunpoint]
Remember when we stood here, Jim, all those years ago? Don Falcone wanted you to shoot me, you refused? Don't you wish now that you had done it?
Jim Gordon
Everyone will know you did this.
Let them! We both know that this has been a long time coming. Our story is over, old friend.
Jim Gordon
You want to kill me, fine. But there's no need to attack the Wayne Tower.
[pause] What are you talking about?
Jim Gordon
Breaking Nygma out of Arkham, attacking the gangs... what do you think, you can attack Wayne Tower and no one's going to notice?
I don't know what you're talking about. You and I stood shoulder to shoulder on those barricades, ready to die for this city. Six months later, you lock me up like an animal! This begins and ends with you and me!
[Jeremiah has Gordon's daughter Barbara suspended by a rope at Ace Chemicals]
[As Gordon approaches, gun drawn] Come along, Commissioner! We're waiting. The party's raging, but it's well past the Princess's bedtime. It's funny, being back here. I can still feel my flesh sizzle as it melted away. It still burns, even now- oooh! [he suddenly lets the rope slide a little, causing Barbara to drop closer to one of the chemical vats]
Jim Gordon
[To Barbara] I'm here! Everything's gonna be fine.
You think so? Personally, I'd say things are about as far away from "fine" as they could possibly be, Barbara Lee. What do I know? I did just spend the last ten years in the funny-farm [giggles].
Jim Gordon
What do you want, Jeremiah?
[pretends to look around] ...Is there a "Jeremiah" here?
Jim Gordon
So what do I call you?
Umm, I don't know. Call me...Jack! Mm, no, no, that's not right. Joseph! John, J... I don't know. I just... I feel something new, crawling from the primordial ooze that was me. Something... beautiful. [grins]
Jim Gordon
How long have you been pretending to be brain-dead?
How long have you been pretending? That's a joke, I know you're not pretending. That's far enough, James. Ah-ta-ta. [he lets Barbara slide a bit further]
Jim Gordon
But you still haven't told me. Why? Why keep pretending?
... I was waiting for him to come home. We're bound together, he and I. It's the one thing I knew for certain, the one thing... I knew was true. And then, he just...abandoned us. Do you know how it feels to have the one, the only thing you love, ripped away from you? [pause] Feels like this.
[He lets go of the rope, causing Barbara to fall.]
Jim Gordon
NO!
[He grabs the rope and catches her, but Jeremiah draws a knife and stabs him in the shoulder, causing him to scream in pain]
[cackling] Disappointing as tonight was, I will say it is fun carving up "Fillet au Commissioner!"
[as he raises the knife again, a projectile suddenly knocks it out of his hand]
[draws a gun] Who's there? Whattaya want? Show yourself! Show yourself!
[He suddenly sees a dark figure approaching]