Batman: Why do you want to kill me?
Joker: HEE HEE HEE! I don't want to kill you! I'm going to
talk to you....and then you're going to kill yourself! There's a good bottle
and a bad bottle. You take the good bottle, you live, you take the bad bottle,
you die. All right, where is the poison? The battle of wits has begun. It ends
when you decide and we both take our pills from the bottles, and find out who
is right, and who is dead.
Batman: But it's so simple. All I have to do is divine from
what I know of you: are you the sort of man who would put the poison into his
own bottle or his enemy's?
Joker: You are my enemy, but it turns out that you are also
your own worst enemy. And the enemy of my enemy is my friend. So you are
actually my friend. But, since you are your own worst enemy, the enemy of my
friend is my enemy. So actually, you are my enemy. But-
Batman: Be silent! Keep your forked tongue behind your
teeth. I did not pass through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a
witless worm!
Joker: Fine. I will just sit at my desk and be quiet. Sorry
I annoyed you with my friendship.
Batman: I don’t have FRIENDS.
Joker: No. Wonder why.
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