Evening, Commissioner.

Harvey Dent never made it home.

Of course not.

What have you done with him?

Me? I was right here! Who did you leave him with, hmmm? Your people? Assuming, of course, that they are still your people…and not Maroni's.
Does it depress you, Commissioner, to know... just how alone you really are?
Does it make you feel responsible for Harvey Dent's current predicament?

Where is he?

What's the time?

What difference does that make?

Well, depending on the time, he could be in one spot, or several.

If we're gonna play games, I'm gonna need a cup of coffee.

Ah, the "good cop, bad cop" routine?

Not exactly.

Ah! Never start with the head, the victim gets all... fuzzy. He can't feel the next... See?

You wanted me. Here I am.

I wanted to see what you'd do. 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.

Where's Dent?

Those mob fools want you gone so they can get back to the way things were. But I know the truth.
There's no going back. You've changed things… forever.

Then why'd you wanna kill me?

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.

You're garbage who kills for money.

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!
Sure, they need you right now, but when they don't… they'll cast you out. Like a leper!
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.
See, I'm not a monster; I'm just ahead of the curve.

Where's Dent?

You have all these rules, and you think they'll save you.

I have one rule.

Ooh, then that's the rule you'll have to break to know the truth.

Which is?

The only sensible way to live in this world is without rules.
And tonight, you're gonna break your one rule!

I'm considering it.

Now there's only minutes left, so you're gonna have to play my little game if you want to save one of them.


You know, for a while there, I thought you really were Dent. The way you threw yourself after her…

Look at you go!! Does Harvey know about you and his little bunny?


Killing is making a choice...


Choose between one life or the other: your friend, the District Attorney… or his blushing bride-to-be!

You have nothing – nothing to threaten me with! Nothing to do, with all your strength!

But don't worry, I'm gonna tell you where they are.
Both of 'em, and that's the point: you'll have to choose.
He's at 250 52nd Street. And she's a-on… Avenue X. At Cicero.