Batman Begins Page #2

in the mind of your opponent.

Who is he?

- He was a farmer.

Then he tried to take his neighbor's land

and became a murderer.

- Now he is a prisoner.

- What'll happen to him?

Justice. Crime cannot be tolerated.

Criminals thrive on the indulgence

of society's understanding.

Your parents' death was not your fault.

lt was your father's.

Anger does not change the fact

that your father failed to act.

- The man had a gun.

- Would that stop you?

l've had training.

The training is nothing!

Will is everything!

The will to act.

Yield.

You haven't beaten me.

You have sacrificed sure footing

for a killing stroke.

Rub your chest.

Your arms will take care of themselves.

You are stronger than your father.

You didn't know my father.

But l know the rage that drives you.

That impossible anger

strangling the grief...

...until the memory

of your loved one is just...

...poison in your veins.

And one day, you catch yourself wishing

the person you loved had never existed...

...so you'd be spared your pain.

l wasn't always here in the mountains.

Once, l had a wife.

My great love.

She was taken from me.

Like you, l was forced to learn

there are those without decency...

...who must be fought

without hesitation, without pity.

Your anger gives you great power.

But if you let it, it will destroy you...

...as it almost did me.

- What stopped it?

- Vengeance.

That's no help to me.

Why, Bruce?

Why could you not

avenge your parents?

Will you be heading back to Princeton

after the hearing, sir...

...or can l persuade you to stay on

for a day or two?

l'm not heading back at all.

You don't like it there?

- l like it fine.

They just don't feel the same way.

- l've prepared the master bedroom.

- No.

My room will be fine.

With all due respect, sir,

Wayne Manor is your house.

No, Alfred, it's my father's house.

- Your father is dead.

- This place is a mausoleum.

lf l have my way, l'll pull

the damn thing down brick by brick.

This house, Master Wayne, has sheltered

six generations of your family.

Why do you give a damn, Alfred?

lt's not your family.

l give a damn because a good man

once made me responsible...

...for what was most precious to him...

...in the whole world.

Miss Dawes has offered

to drive you to the hearing.

She probably hopes

to talk you out of going.

Should l just bury the past

out there with my parents, Alfred?

l wouldn't presume to tell you

what to do with your past, sir.

Just know that there are those of us who

care about what you do with your future.

Haven't given up on me yet?

Never.

Alfred still keeps the condensed milk

on the top shelf.

Hasn't he noticed

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