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Bane: ...or your body.

Bane brings Batman down onto his knee, BREAKING his back with a horrific CRACK.
In the shadows, Catwoman looks on. Shocked. Bane crouches to pull the broken cowl off the

broken Wayne. Mercenaries lift Wayne’s body and carry him off... Bane stares into the hollow
eyes of his trophy...

Catwoman slinks back into the shadows.

Third scene:
Batman unconscious because of getting injured by the Bane found himself in the PIT where

Bane put him to torture his spirit not his body. Bruce slowly opens his eyes, having difficulty
to see and sees Bane beside him.

Wayne: Why didn’t you just kill me?

Bane: You don’t fear death. You welcome it. Your punishment is to be more severe.
Wayne: You’re a torturer...

Bane: Yes. But not of your body. Of your soul.
Wayne: Where am I?

Bane: Home.
Wayne’s eyes dart about: filthy stone walls, distant sunlight from above, iron bars: an

underground prison.

Bane: Where I learned the truth about despair. As will you. There is a reason that this prison is
the worst hell on earth...

Bane: Hope. Every man who has rotted here over the centuries has looked up to the light and
imagined climbing to freedom. So simple. So easy. And, like shipwrecked men turning to sea

water from uncontrollable thirst, many have died trying. I learned that there can be no true

despair without hope. So, as I terrorize Gotham, I will feed its people hope to poison their souls.
I will let them believe they can survive so that you can watch them clamber over each other to

stay in the sun...
Bane points to an old TV, just outside the bars.

Bane: You will watch as I torture an entire city to cause you pain you thought you could never

feel again. Then, when you have truly understood the depths of your failure, we will fulfil Ra’s
Al Ghul’s destiny. We will destroy Gotham. And when it is done...when Gotham is ashes...then

you have my permission to die.
Bane rises. Leaves. Wayne drifts back to unconsciousness.

After sometime Bruce wakes up from unconsciousness and tries to get back up in a perished
state.

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