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Poster Name:
WHERESRACHEL

Poster Message:
[At the sound of a buzzer, the door is opened. When it closes, the lights are turned on, showing Batman was standing behind the Joker the whole time. He grabs the clown's head against the table. As the vigilante walks around it, the Joker grunts] Joker: Never start with the head. The victim gets all fuzzy. He can't feel the next... [Batman slams his hand down on the Joker's. Joker looks at it, nonplussed.] Joker: See? [Batman pulls up a chair and sits across from him.] Batman: You wanted me. Here I am. [Gordon joins his men, standing outside the room] Joker: I wanted to see what you'd do. [Then we go back inside.] Joker: And you didn't disappoint. You let five people die. Then... you let Dent take your place. Even to a guy like me, that's cold. Batman: Where's Dent? Joker: Those Mob fools want you gone so they can get back... (twirling his fingers) to the way things were. But I know the truth. There's no going back. You've changed things. Forever. Batman: Then why do you wanna kill me? Joker: (laughing) I-I don't wanna kill you. What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off Mob dealers? No, no. No. No, you... You complete me. Batman: You're garbage who kills for money. Joker: Don't talk like one of them. You're not. Even if you'd like to be. To them, you're just a freak... like me. They need you right now. But when they don't, they'll cast you out. Like a leper. You see, their morals, their code... it's a bad joke. Dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. I'll show you. When the chips are down... these, uh, these civilized people, they'll eat each other. [He leans back in his chair] Joker: See, I'm not a monster. (leaning forward) I'm just ahead of the curve. [He pulls the clown out of the chair and drags him over the table] Batman: Where's Dent?! Joker: You have all these rules, and you think they'll save you? [Batman then proceeds to slam him against the wall. Some of the cops seem on edge, but Gordon holds up his hand] Gordon: He's in control. Batman: I have one rule. Joker: Oh. Then that's the rule you'll have to break to know the truth. Batman: Which is?! Joker: The only sensible way to live is without rules. And tonight you're gonna break your one rule. Batman: I'm considering it. Joker: There's only minutes left, so you'll have to play my game if you wanna save one of them. Batman: (confused, breathing heavily) "Them"? Joker: You know, for a while there… (pulling himself up) I thought you really were Dent. The way you threw yourself after her. [The Joker laughs and Batman snaps. While throwing the laughing clown on the iron table, Gordon runs to the door, trying to stop the vigilante] Joker: Look at you go! [Batman locks the door with one of the chairs, preventing Gordon from entering. It's personal now. Joker sits up and cracks his back] Joker: (groans) Does Harvey know about you and his little bunny? [The clown's head is slammed against the two-way