[reading to Alfred] And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in the glittering multitude...
I confess I don't know what you are. You seize control of the basement, take one my guards hostage, then scoop out your own eye. What am I to do with you?
Every night when I close my eyes, I pray to God that the nightmare doesn't come. That living, breathing man stitched together with arms and legs that weren't his. That nightmare you created. I've faced dangerous men, but none like you…Dollmaker.
FDFrancis Dulmacher
So, you would rather take your own life than end up one of my creations?
Well, Ms. Mooney, try anything like this again, and your nightmare will come true. I will bring you back from the dead if I have to, and make you into something the world has never seen.
I can start a war, or end one. I can give you the strength of heroes, or leave you powerless. I can be snared with a glance, but no force can compel me to stay. What am I?