i told your man my compound would take you places. i never said they'd be places you wanted to go.
if you don't like what i have to offer, buy from someone else. assuming batman left anyone else to buy from. the chechen frowns. the dogs start barking.
not the real thing.
we're old friends. a huge black shape slams down onto a row of parked cars. the
that's more like it.
not my diagnosis. batman silences scarecrow with his boot. turns to "batman"