Turner Hayes: Once we clear our names, we're paying it back.
Harper Row: Right. Just as soon as the store pays back all the child labor they exploited to make this stuff.
Cullen Row: Well, you know if you victimize the victimizer, then it's a victimless crime.
Turner Hayes: I'm not sure the law sees it that way.
Duela Doe: Just as long as they don't see you, right?
Duela Doe: It's the symbol of the Court of Owls. They're the ones who really run this city. No one knows who they are, and you don't dare ask, because if you find out... it'll be the last thing you ever see.
Harper Row: How do you know all this?
Duela Doe: Because while you were being read bedtime stories, I was listening to the warnings that echo through the halls of Arkham.
Beware of the Court of Owls
that watches all the time,
ruling Gotham from a shadowed perch
behind granite and lime.
They watch you at your hearth.
They watch you in your bed.
Speak not a whispered word of them...
Or they'll send the Talon for your head.
Turner Hayes: So you knew my dad was Batman?
Carrie Kelley: He didn't exactly tell me. I just kind of found out. Mutant gang threw him off the roof of my apartment. I dragged him to safety. Not a bad way to meet your hero. After that, I became his eyes and ears. He even gave me these. Called me his little robin. You knew my dad in a way I never will. I knew him well enough to know that you were the thing he loved most in this world. Not enough to tell me who he really was. Turner, he didn't want you to follow down that path. You both lost so much. He was so impressed that you never gave in to the darkness like he did. Your father may have been a hero to all of Gotham... but he always used to tell me that his hero was you.
Detective Ford: Who paid you? Cascimentos? The McKillens?
Duela Doe: I don't know.
Harvey Dent: Police found this on you. So, is it true? Are you really the Joker's daughter? Is that why you murdered Batman?
Duela Doe: You're saying I did it for the money, and then you're saying I did it out of revenge. So, let me get this straight. Somebody paid me to do something that you say I would have happily done for free? I mean, I'm not a big, fancy lawyer. I'm just a girl with two working kneecaps. But you two might want to get your stories straight before you take this to a judge.
Turner Hayes: For years, you knew Bruce Wayne as Gotham's most prominent businessman, and now you know him as the city's savior, Batman. But to me... he was just my dad. He had an entire city to save. And yet, he insisted on saving one more. Me. When my parents were killed, he gave me a home. He took a scared, broken kid from the worst part of Gotham and raised me as his own. An orphan himself, he was no stranger to how dangerous and cruel the city can be. But instead of retreating into despair, he became a force for justice. A beacon of hope... for all to look to when hope seems lost. What he stood for will always live on. It was my father's belief that each of us could become a light strong enough to defy the darkness.
Turner Hayes: After my parents were murdered, I was adopted by the richest man in the city. He took me in. Gave me everything I could want, except the reason why. In a city filled with orphans, why me? Turns out that wasn't the only secret he was keeping. He hid from the world who he really was, behind the mask. But then again, so did I. Pretending to fit into a world I didn't belong. But it's only when you're forced to take off the mask that you discover who you really are.