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This is my city. Remember that.

Oh, I can keep up.

Good start, now we will have to do something about this possessiveness of yours...

That's such a bad thing?

Not in the right context.

Selina.

Bruce.

Don't tell me you don't agree.

I didn't say that.

Good.

And you can keep your city as long as I get to keep what is mine.

You know I can't do that.

Can't and won't are two very different things, Bruce.

I won't do that.

Now don't you feel better now that you're being honest?

Too bad you can't actually stop me.

You know I will.

If you really wanted to, you would have been trying harder.

But the truth is, Bruce, you enjoy this gave of Cat and Bat as much as I do.

Every chase has to come to an end, Selina.

And how do you see this one ending, Bruce?

Badly. For both of us.

At least neither one of us has any delusions about this.

Selina, please.

There's only one ending for people like us, Bruce.

I know.

Enjoy while you can.

I can't ignore what you do.

Yet you can't seem to stay away from me.

I'd prefer not to.

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