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gotham sentence starters ( s3ep14.)

( !!! SPOILER ALERT !!! for those who haven’t watched this episode yet.)

“ get those freaks in the cages!”

“ we need to find ___”

“ let go off me!”

“ what about you, huh? you know where ___ is? where is s/he?!”

“ look around! s/he’s everywhere!”

“ get down!”

“ are you all right? tell me you’re all right.”

“ i’m fine.”

“ where are they? who dared to think they could lay their hands on you?!”

“ i’m alone.”

“ oh, you escaped. you did. didn’t you, you rascal?”

“ did you bring anyone else?”

“ just wondering if i was gonna have to reload.”

“ i don’t understand.”

“ i know. that’s been half the fun.”

“ i’m sorry, i- i… what is happening? i…”

“ you weren’t kidnapped?”

“ recognize it? oh, why should you? i doubt you did the deed yourself.”

“ i know it was you.”

“ ___ was my everything and you took her/him from me.“

“ now i’ve taken everything from you. well, almost everything. you still have your life.”

“ if the situation worsens we may be forced to step in.”

“ the city will bend long before it breaks.”

“ your faith in ___ is touching. and possibly dangerous.”

“ lights aren’t coming back tonight. tomorrow, if we’re lucky.”

“ this thing just keeps getting bigger.”

“ that might actually be good news.”

“ maybe we can limit this to a single bad night.”

“ how the hell are we supposed to find __ out there?!”

“ the city’s one giant dumpster fire!”

“ you’re not one to miss out on all the fun, so what do you want?”

“ how the hell should i know? i didn’t talk to him/her.”

“ but… my father appeared to me… i saw him.”

“ no. you saw a man that i met in ___ that does killer impersonations.”

“ you see, how do i put this…? ghosts aren’t real!”

“ my father’s remains… you stole them from his grave?”

“ don’t worry. s/he’s at peace now..”

“ i gently placed his/her remains inside a dumpster behind a chinese restaurant.”

“ you were angry. i understand. i even forgive you, but-but killing me is not the way.”

“ so you admit you killed ___?”

“ fine. is that what you want? i confess.”

“ i had him/her killed. but guess what: you should thank me! because we both know what would’ve happened if i hadn’t!”

“ i could’ve lived a life with the wo/man i loved! i could’ve been happy.”

“ you would’ve killed her/him, just like you did the other one!”

“ you couldn’t have helped it! and afterward you would’ve hated yourself.”

“ well, we’ll never know, will we.”

“ i did it for love… i did it because i love you. you should know that.”

“ shut up!”

“ love is about sacrifice. it’s about putting someone else’s needs and happiness before your own.”

“ ’cause the truth is you would sacrifice anyone to save your own neck. even me.”

“ when the ice melts, the chain comes loose, the vat of acid tips… you get the idea.”

“ please…! no, please… i can change.”

“ say you’re right. say you’re right, i… the fact that i love you proves that i can change. just give me a chance.”

“ you know as well as i that a man facing death will say anything to save his skin, and you won’t change. because you can’t.”

“ i was going to have you say hello to ___, but i think you are going to a very different place.”

“ what do you want?”

“ i’ll light these candles.”

“ i’ll nip downstairs and see if there’s any life left in that old generator.”

“ who’s calling at this hour?”

“ my, my. hmm. look how big you’ve gotten.”

“ are you okay?”

“ i’ll be fine, i’ll be fine.”

“ nice place you got here. you rent?”

“ what do you want?”

“ teenagers, am i right?”

“ oh, i remember those days. so many exciting new emotions flowing through ya, wanting to kill everyone you saw. aw…”

“ you know, i will never understand rich people’s tastes.”

“ it’s worthless. i keep it for sentimental reasons.”

“ nice try.”

“ oh, it’s got some heft to it. expensive, i’m guessing. would be such a shame if i– huh. tougher than i figured.”

“ aah! bloody hell!”

“ i asked you what you want.”

“ sorry. the old noodle’s still a little al dente post-thaw.”

“ the reason i’m here is i’m gonna kill you.”

“ well, it’s the last thing i remember wanting to do. it’s been nagging at me since i woke up.”

“ the idea of slitting that pretty, pink throat of yours. figure that’d clear the decks. what do you think, huh?”

“ i remember that night. you were quite the showman.”

“ thank you, always nice to be appreciated.”

“ and you’re just going to kill me here? that’s kind of disappointing.”

“ what do you mean?”

“ after all the buildup, killing me here it just doesn’t show a lot of…”

“ go on boy/girl, spit it out, i can take it.”

“ killing me should mean something, and you’re telling me no one’s going to see it?”

“ you’re saying i need an audience? oh… look. i know you’re just trying to buy time so you can escape. but your point is still valid.”

“ kill him/her.”

“ this is what you’ve been training for.”

“ you’re gonna be all right on your own.”

“ i will see you again.”

“ strangely intimate. come on.”

“ try not to get any blood on the couch. i might come back for that.”

“ help! somebody help me! help!”

“ over here! oh, thank god… there’s not much time. cut me loose! hurry!”

“ you look familiar.”

“ free me, and i promise there’ll be a handsome reward.”

“ yes! now stop standing there and get me out of here!”

“ i- i don’t know… what did you do?”

“ ah, i’m gonna die here listening to this moron.”

“ just cut the ropes! hurry!”

“ fine! come on, then. what are you waiting for?”

“ you in a rush to die?”

“ who’s gonna kill him/her? who’s gonna do it?”

“ come on in, sunshine. don’t be shy. your mother wasn’t. chop-chop!”

“ who are you talking to?”

“ well, we’re off to a good start. what d’ya say? wanna have some fun before the main event?”

“ i’d be proud if i wasn’t so bloody terrified.”

“ gotta be honest, you don’t make the world’s funniest clown.”

“ but… we can fix that. let’s turn that frown upside-down.”

“ ah, shut up, you big baby.”

“ we have to find ___ and kill him/her.”

“ looks like i’m not the only one trying to kill that guy/gal.”

“ i’m sorry, what? speak up.”

“ what are you doing in my house?”

“ oh, i heard you. i’m just surprised you knew the word!”

“ speaking of words, any last ones?”

“ i don’t work for ___.”

“ stop pretending that you’re anything but muscle! yes, you used to be someone, but those days are past!”

“ remember when i put a knife in your mom’s back? that was awful, wasn’t it? you never did anything about it.”

“ nahh… you had your chance to kill me.”

“ stop turning us against each other.”

“ oh, if you think i’m going anywhere with you…”

“ you realize you have to carry him now?”

“ is there a plan for all this madness?”

“ these people don’t want a plan, they want an excuse.”

“ all they want is someone to tell them: do it. kill them, it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t.”

“ ooh, i love this game!”

“ you won’t get away with it.”

“ already did. now shush. i need to concentrate.”

“ so what’s the point?”

“ the point is that all these people out here, looting, robbing, killing, they’re the people who wash your car, who pour your coffee, who take out your trash.”

“ and what happened the moment the lights went out? they showed their true faces.”

“ that’s not true. there are good people in ___.”

“ face it kid, there are no heroes.”

“ hey, hey! foul! s/he pushed me, did you see that?”

“ you want to kill someone? let’s get on with it, come on!”

“ you’re so boring, ___.”

“ did that hurt?”

“ all right. enough dilly-dally. to the main event.”

“ where the hell is our backup?”

“ yeah, but we can’t wait, mate.”

“ hear ye, hear ye, gather around! the show is about to begin.”

“ well, i think we can all agree that tonight was a rousing success.”

“ we brought this miserable city to it’s knees.”

“ well, so what do you say? shall we end the night with a bang? or better yet, a boom?”

“ what’s next? death by a thousand cuts, very poetic. i like it.”

“ this is very important: whatever you do, please, definitely try this at home. preferably on a family member.”

“ you ready, partner?”

“ you’re just in time for the big finish!”

“ i suppose i underestimated you.”

“ it’s the curse of great beauty.”

“ honestly, wasn’t too hard.”

“ and brother, did you ever take the bait.”

“ well, i hope you’re happy at the head of the table.”

“ you know, i think of it as a limited partnership that needs dissolving.”

“ oh, ___. where are you, boy/girl? come on out, boy/girl. i won’t hurt ya.”

“ you ruined my show. hiding’s just gonna make things worse.”

“ i didn’t come here to hide. i wanted you to follow me.”

“ you’re going to pay for what you’ve done.”

“ why don’t you call him?”

“ it is our time to rule.”

“ you understand if i feel compelled to refuse?”

“ i’d do it in three.”

“ give up ___, save your own ass. live to love another day. hey?”

“ what’s going on? you have a weird look on your face. like, weirder than normal.”

“ you’re right. i should want him/her dead.”

“ should? you loved him/her, and s/he betrayed you.”

“ so you’d rather die than give up the wo/man that tried to kill you?”

“ i would! isn’t that crazy?”

“ guess you’re not as smart as you thought you were.”

“ you’re in this together. but why?”

“ because i didn’t want to just take what you had. i wanted to take what you believed. i wanted you to die, knowing that you were incapable of loving another person.”

“ but i can! i just proved that, right? does that mean i passed?”

“ i… don’t know what it means.”

“ i have to tell ya, this is way more fun than i was expecting.”

“ we make a good team, you and me.”

“ is that what this is about? yeesh…”

“ this is about doing what’s right.”

“ you wanna be a hero? tell you what, buddy… i’ll give you a fighting chance.”

“ let’s do this mano y mano, my little conquistador.”

“ what kind of hero tackles someone from behind?!”

“ let it out! that’s it, that’s it. let it out! do it.”

“ i thought you were dead.”

“ can’t get rid off me that easily, can you, mate?”

“ behind you!”

“ you wish i would’ve shot him?”

“ at least you get to say you punched a man’s face off, that’s something, right?”

“ come on, let me buy you breakfast.”

“ well, gotta say. the clown make-up was way more terrifying than the damage underneath.”

“ did i ever tell you that i don’t like clowns?”

“ in a couple of days, you’ll be back to your old self, i guarantee it.”

“ you ready to tell me what happened?”

“ i almost killed him/her.”

“ ah, but you didn’t, now, did you? you controlled your anger.”

“ it wasn’t just anger.”

“ the idea of killing him felt like… it felt like justice.”

“ there’s a very fine line between justice and vengeance.”

“ i knew where the line was tonight. i didn’t cross it.”

“ if you keep going, you’re gonna need rules. rules you cannot and you will not break. never mind what the reason, never mind what the circumstance.”

“ i will not kill.”

“ tonight was close.”

“ soon we will act, and you will be called upon. are you prepared?”

“ never fear. you are only part of the plan.”

“ are you sure about this?”

“ hello, ___. it’s been a long time.”

“ i love you.”

“ you need to listen to me when i tell you by doing this, it will change you.”

“ i’ve killed before.”

“ you need me, just as i need you! you cannot have one without another.”

“ you can’t talk your way out of this!”

“ i’ve wanted you to suffer as i suffered!”

“ when i met you, you were a nervous, jittery loser. you were nothing! i created you, and i am the only one in the world who truly sees you as you are. who you can still become.”

“ you can’t do this…! are you listening to me?”

“ i’m listening.”

“ say something.”

#(fun & games.)

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