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You wanna know how I got these scars? My father was… a drinker, and a fiend. And one night, he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn’t like that, not one bit. So, me watching he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it. He turns to me and he says: “Why so serious?”. He comes at me with the knife “Why so serious?”. He sticks the blade in my mouth. “Let’s put a smile on that face.” and… Why so serious?

But we’ve met before. That was a long time ago, I was a kid at St. Swithin’s, It used to be funded by the Wayne Foundation. It’s an orphanage. My mum died when I was small, it was a car accident. I don’t remember it. My dad got shot a couple of years later for a gambling debt. Oh I remember that one just fine. Not a lot of people know what it feels like to be angry in your bones. I mean they understand. The fosters parents. Everybody understands, for a while. Then they want the angry little kid to do something he knows he can’t do, move on. After a while they stop understanding. They send the angry kid to a boy’s home, I figured it out too late. Yeah I learned to hide the anger, and practice smiling in the mirror. It’s like putting on a mask. So you showed up this one day, in a cool car, pretty girl on your arm. We were so excited! Bruce Wayne, a billionaire orphan? We used to make up stories about you man, legends and you know with the other kids, that’s all it was, just stories, but right when I saw you, I knew who you really were. I’d seen that look on your face before. It’s the same one I taught myself. I don’t why you took the fault for Dent’s murder but I’m still a believer in the Batman. Even if you’re not...