Strange: Sit down, Mister Dent. It is Mr Dent I am talking to, right?
Two-Face: Use our real name.
Strange: Two-Face? If you wish. Please. Sit.
Two-Face: What is it, Strange? Not happy just arresting us? Throwing us in this place.
Strange: I wish to understand you. I have read the reports, seen the footage and now I want to hear your side of the story.
Two-Face: We'll see.
Strange: I assume that you feel the need to toss your coin in order to decide whether to answer my questions.
Two-Face: You ready to find out?
Strange: Well?
Two-Face: Came up bad. Sorry.
Strange: Not a problem. Guard. Take Mr Dent's coin off of him.
Two-Face: NO! No!
Strange: Good. Now, let us see what fate has in store for you.
Tape Two:
Two-Face: I'll kill you for this.
Strange: Really? Look at your coin. It wants you to tell me about that day in the courtroom.
Two-Face: It was painful.
Strange: Elaborate.
Two-Face: I was naïve. I thought I could make a difference. Falcone was going to go down for what he had done.
Strange: But he had other plans.
Two-Face: Look at my face.
Strange: I am. A combination of first, second and third-degree burning, hmmm, the scar tissue is quite fascinating.
Two-Face: You think?
Strange: And that is all it took to make you the way you are?
Two-Face: Give me my coin.
Strange: Not yet.
Chapter Three:
Two-Face: What is it, Strange. Are you enjoying this?
Strange: Not in the slightest. Let's go back further. You were a rising star, a beacon of light for this city. A white knight riding in to save it with the dark knight not far behind.
Two-Face: You can leave him out of this. He is wrong. They all are. No one understands the beauty of fate's hand. I am grateful to Falcone. He gave me a clarity; a purity that few will know. Everything boils down to a simple choice, this way or that way, good, or bad.
Strange: Do you really believe that?
Two-Face: How could I not?
Strange: Interesting... So all you need is this coin and everything is simple?
Two-Face: Give me it!
Strange: Or what about this coin? Or this? (and another) Or these?
Two-Face: What are you doing?
Strange: Proving a point. Fate didn't make you answer my question. I did. I replaced your coin with my own. See? You answered me because I wanted you to.
Tape Four:
Strange: How is he today?
TYGER Guard: The prisoner has been quiet. Since getting those coins, he has spent most of his time examining them.
Strange: Good. Hello, Harvey. Are you ready to talk?
Two-Face: Leave us. We don't want to talk, not to you.
Strange: Please. Take a seat. I have one last thing to discuss and then I will give you something in return.
Two-Face: I don't know. I can't decide. It's too confusing.
Strange: Of course it is. I want to talk about Mr Wayne.
Two-Face: Why?
Strange: Indulge me.
Two-Face: We don't like the guy.
Strange: Hardly surprising. Did you ever consider that you were alike? A traumatic event created you, an equally traumatic event altered him.
Two-Face: He's nothing like us. There's no... no risk, no... danger. It's all just money and girls. We should kill him.
Strange: Maybe you should.
Tape Five:
Strange: Listen to me, Harvey. I am going to give you a simple choice. This is your coin.
Two-Face: Is it? Why should I trust you?
Strange: It was your father's, correct? You know every inch of it. When you close your eyes you can feel it can't you?
Two-Face: Give me it... Please.
Strange: I want you to understand what I am about to tell you. You believe that this coin determines the fate of your world. I, however, believe your condition has always been present. It was there before you were attacked and it is still there now. You probably had headaches, your wife found you unpredictable, scary sometimes.
Two-Face: Give us it!
Strange: I am going to throw the coin in the air. If you let it fall, I will do whatever I can to cure you. I will help you become the man you used to be.
Two-Face: Or?
Strange: If you grab it, I will let you loose in Arkham City and I will tell you what Catwoman is doing right this second.
Two-Face: We can't decide.
Strange: You have to. At this moment Catwoman is preparing to steal the contents of the safe in your old campaign office.
Two-Face: The bitch! We need to stop her!
Strange: And you may. Goodbye Mr Dent.
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