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: [hearing bat sounds
] What is that? Batman
: Back-up. Flass
: What the...?
[bats swarm around Arkham
: [has laid a snare-trap which yanks Flass by his leg 70 feet into the air
] Where were the other drugs going? Flass
: I never knew. I don't know. I swear to God... Batman
: Swear to *me*!
[He rapidly lowers a screaming Flass and then yanks him back up
: I don't... I don't know. I never knew. Never. They went to some guy for a couple of days before they went to the dealers. Batman
: Why? Flass
: There was something... Something else in the drugs... something hidden. Batman
: What? Flass
: I never went to the drop-off point. It was in the Narrows. Cops only go there when they're in force. Batman
: Do I look like a cop? Flass
[rapidly lowers Flass once more before dropping him to the ground
: Word on the street is, you got a beef with somebody in the D.A.'s office. Carmine Falcone
: Is that right? Flass
: And that there's a fat prize waiting for anybody willing to do anything about it. Carmine Falcone
: So, what's your point, Mr. Flass? Flass
: Have you seen the girl? It's a cute little Assistant D.A. Don't you think that's a little bit too much heat to bring down, maybe? Even for this town? Carmine Falcone
: Never underestimate Gotham City. People get mugged coming home from work every day of the week. Sometimes... sometimes things just go bad.
: [taking a bribe
] Don't suppose you want a taste? I just keep offering, thinking maybe some day you'll get wise. Jim Gordon
: There's nothing wise in what you do, Flass. Flass
: Well, Jimbo, you don't take the taste... makes us guys nervous. Jim Gordon
: I'm no rat! In a town this bent, who's there to rat to anyway?
: What are you waiting for? Uniformed Policeman #1
[Flass looks around - there are at least two dozen uniformed officers around
: Back-up? Uniformed Policeman #1
: The Batman's in there. SWAT's on the way, but if you want to go in now, I'll be right behind you, sir.
: [to Gordon, shrugging
] SWAT's on the way.
Falafel Stand Vendor
: Flass, I have kids to feed. Flass
: What, they don't like falafel?
Detective Arnold Flass
: I'm just like the phoenix. I'll just rise again and again and again.