Boys! Boys, um, let's not squabble too early in our partnership. There'll be plenty of time to stab each other in the backs later, but for now, stick to Jerome's plan and everyone will get what they want.
I understand that feeling very well, Barbara. You are just the one I've been looking for. I have a present for you. But it's a secret. You shall become the Demon's Head. The League of Shadows shall be yours to command. An army of assassins. The world is weak, Barbara, and you are strong. Use the League to make the world more like you.
Almost magic hour, Gothamites. Time to climb to the tippy-top of every tower, and the clock strikes twelve, throw yourselves pell mell onto your heads!
You're weak. You're all so damn weak. That's it. That is why Ra's chose me. Because he knew I would see how pitiful you all are. Afraid of change. Afraid to take orders from a woman. Well, listen up: I am the Demon's Head, so you sons-of-bitches better start bowing down right now, or it is gonna get ugly up in here!
And I tried telling mom, but she didn't want to listen to me. You blame me for everything that's gone wrong in your life. But the truth is, Jerome, you were born bad.
[Quietly, nervous] Okay, maybe it didn't happen exactly that way. But I didn't have a choice, and I was right. [Quietly, tearfully] You killed our mother.
She did deserve it, though. [Chuckles] After that whore hid you away, she gave up on me, [Getting angrier] poisoned by your stories. You turned everyone I ever loved against me! My own flesh and blood! [Calmly] I guess it's like what they say: We all can go insane with just one bad day. [puts a gun to Jeremiah's head] I guess with you it's just one bad spray. [Laughs] You'll see.
The mayor and the police commissioner have been kidnapped by Jerome. We've got every cop in the city searching all the places Jerome's been seen the last week. Got something for me?
Well, I was gonna say I just won 100 bucks in the scratch-off lottery at the liquor store and we can go the track with it, but we can do your thing first.
You have a brilliant mind. And we all hope we can soon be rid of your brother, so that you can carry on your work free from fear. I understand if you choose not to help us today, but I trust that Captain Gordon and Mr. Fox will see that no harm comes to me. But, even if it does...maybe, by facing Jerome...I can show the people of Gotham that standing up to terror is the only way to take its power away.
[laughing] Good old Gordon, always playing by the rules. That's why I'll outlive you. That's why I'm loved: because I don't give a damn about the rules.
Oh, I'm sure. Because I'm more than a man - I'm an idea, a philosophy. And I will live on in the shadows within Gotham's discontent. You'll be seeing me soon. Au revoir!
[Returning to his bunker, Jeremiah finds a package labeled "From Wayne Enterprises". He opens it to reveal a jack-in-the box, which sprays his face with some of Jerome's specialized gas]
[recorded, cackling] Hello, brother. Didn't think you could get rid of me so easily, did you? See, my days were numbered, but you... Oh, you can continue on for me, be my ultimate revenge! [Jeremiah begins to stagger around the room, coughing and knocking things over] So... calm yourself. Don't fight it. [Jeremiah clutches his head and screams] Breathe it in. This gas was a special mixture I had made, just for you. Something to finally set you free. It's time to have some fun!
[Jeremiah straightens, clutching his hair and laughing manically; his skin has been bleached white, his lips are blood-red and his eyes have turned green]
