- Make it count, sir.

- Stand away!

All of you!

I don't want anything for his mob lawyer to use, you understand?

- Back from the dead?

- Couldn't risk my... family's safety.

- What do we got?

- Nothing.

No matches on prints, DNA, dental

clothing is custom, no labels.

Nothing in his pockets but knives and lint.

No name.

No other alias.

- Go home, Gordon.

That clown'll keep 'till morning. Go get some rest.

You're gonna need it.

Tomorrow you take the big job.

You don't have any say in the matter, Comissioner Gordon!

APPLAUSE

- I'm sorry, I couldn't risk your safety

- These ugly bastards.

- I don't feel good.

- You're a cop killer, you're lucky to be feeling anything below the neck!

- PLEASE

- STEP AWAY from the bars.

- My insides hurt.

- Did Batman save you, Daddy?

- Actually, this time,

I saved him.

Has he said anything yet?

- Evening, Commissioner.