Another night of managing the crime in Gotham. It's tiresome work being a crime lord while trying to keep the Batman off his ass. Not to mention dealing with the other scum that practically runs Gotham like Black Mask and Penguin.

You'd think after all that, he could catch a break. Wash the blood from his hands and get maybe a few hours of sleep in the shit hole he calls a safe house.

"Come on out. I know you're there!"