I know you're angry. I was, too. But I've grown since then. I've moved on, made friends and had time to heal. I'm past all the darkness. I can see now that there's a better way.

Gotham should be safe again. Well, until the next thing. There's always another thing.

Suddenly, I get it. I see him. I see why crooks are terrified, why Dad doesn't talk about him. He's not a myth or a nightmare. He's a real man, a human being. And now I know what being driven really means. And I know I want my life to matter.