Jake Robertson

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Bane: It doesn't matter who we are, what matters is our plan. [the Agent removes the hood] Bane: No one cared who I was until I put on the mask. CIA Agent: If I pull that off, would you die? Bane: It would be extremely painful. CIA Agent: You're a big guy! Bane: For you. CIA Agent: Was getting caught part of your plan? Bane: Of course... Dr. Pavel refused our offer in favor of yours, we had to find out what he told you. Dr. Pavel: Nothing! I said nothing! CIA Agent: Well, congratulations! You got yourself caught! Now what's the next step in your master plan? Bane: Crashing this plane... with no survivors! Bane: Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Catwoman: I had no choice. I needed a way to keep them from killing me. Batman: You just made a serious mistake. Bane: Not as serious as yours, I fear... Batman: Bane Bane: Let us not stand on ceremony, Mr. Wayne. [Catwoman appears shocked] Bane: Theatricality and deception are powerful agents to the uninitiated... but we are initiated, aren't we Bruce? Members of the League of Shadows! [Lifts Batman by the neck] Bane: And you betrayed us! Batman: You were excommunicated... by a gang of psychopaths! [Bane viciously beats Batman and throws him to the ground] Bane: I AM the League of Shadows, and I'm here to fulfill Ra's al Ghul's destiny! Bane: You fight like a younger man, with nothing held back. Admirable but mistaken. [Batman uses an EMP device to cut the lights] Bane: Oh, you think darkness is your ally. But you merely adopted the dark; I was born in it, moulded by it. I didn't see the light until I was already a man, by then it was nothing to me but BLINDING! [grabs Batman from the shadows and continues to beat him] Bane: The shadows betray you, because they belong to me! [repeatedly punches Batman in the face, breaking his cowl] Bane: I will show you where I have made my home while preparing to bring justice. Then I will break you. [hits detonator, blowing a hole into the bottom of Wayne Enterprise] Bane: Your precious armory, gratefully accepted! We will need it. [Batman desperately stands and swings at Bane] Bane: Ah, yes... I was wondering what would break first... [lifts Batman high] Bane: Your spirit, or your body? [slams him on his knee] Bane: [Listening to the national anthem before the Gotham football game] What a lovely, lovely voice. [Song ends and football game begins] Bane: Let the games begin! [hits detonator and bombs go off across Gotham] Bane: [to Batman] Peace has cost you your strength! Victory has defeated you! Hooded Man #2: Have we started the fire? Bane: Yes. The fire rises. Bane: Why are you here? Sewer Thug #1: [to Gordon] Answer him! Bane: [to thug] I was asking you. Bane: We both know that I now have to kill you. You'll just have to imagine the fire! Bane: So, you came back to die with your city. Batman: No. I came back to stop you. [begin fighting] Bruce Wayne: Why didn't you just... kill me? Bane: You don't fear death... You welcome it. Your punishment must be more severe. Bruce Wayne: Torture? Bane: Yes. But not of your body... Of your soul. Bruce Wayne: Where am I? Bane: Home, where I learned the truth about despair, as will you. There's a reason why this prison is the worst hell on earth... Hope. Every man who has ventured here over the centuries has looked up to the light and imagined climbing to freedom. So easy... So simple... And like shipwrecked men turning to sea water from uncontrollable thirst, many have died trying. I learned here 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 clamoring over each other to "stay in the sun." You can watch me torture an entire city and when you have truly understood the depth of your failure, we will fulfill Ra's al Ghul's destiny... We will destroy Gotham and then, when it is done and Gotham is ashes, then you have my permission to die [Bane's men announce their entry into the stock exchange, as the food delivery man shoots down a trader, while the shoeshiner and janitor fire their guns into the trading screen. As the screens shut off, Bane comes in and walks over to one trader] Trader #1: This is a stock exchange! There's no money you can steal! Bane: Really? Then why are you people here? [Bane drags the trader by his tie across the floor to a computer terminal, slams his head against the table, and uses his security card to log-in and start the application on the shoeshiner's laptop] Bane: We take Gotham from the corrupt! The rich! The oppressors of generations who have kept you down with myths of opportunity, and we give it back to you... the people. Gotham is yours. None shall interfere. Do as you please. Start by storming Blackgate, and freeing the oppressed! Step forward those who would serve. For and army will be raised. The powerful will be ripped from their decadent nests, and cast out into the cold world that we know and endure. Courts will be convened. Spoils will be enjoyed. Blood will be shed. The police will survive, as they learn to serve true justice. This great city... it will endure. Gotham will survive! John Daggett: What. The hell. Is going on? Bane: Our plan is proceeding as expected. John Daggett: Oh really? Do *I* look like I'm running Wayne Enterprises right now? Your hit, on the stock exchange, it didn't work, my friend! And now you have my construction crews going around the city at 24 hours a day! How exactly is that supposed to help my company absorb Wayne's? Bane: [to Stryver] Leave us! John Daggett: No! You stay here, I'm in charge! Bane: [puts his hand on Daggett's shoulder] Do you *feel* in charge? [Stryver leaves] John Daggett: I paid you a small fortune. Bane: And this gives you *power* over me? John Daggett: What is this? Bane: Your money and infrastructure have been important... 'til now! John Daggett: What are you? Bane: I'm Gotham's reckoning. Here to end the borrowed time you've all been living on! John Daggett: You're pure evil! Bane: I'm *necessary* evil! [breaks Daggett's neck; Stryver flinches] [Fox and Miranda come off the elevator at Wayne Enterprises, heading for a board meeting] Lucius Fox: I still don't see the need for a board meeting for the energy project. Miranda Tate: Bruce got a lot of things right. Keeping the board in the dark wasn't one of them. [They enter the boardroom, and find Bane and several of his henchmen standing at the head of the table, holding the board members hostage with assault rifles. Bane turns to the newcomers] Bane: How good of you to join us, Chair, President. All I need now is one more one ordinary member. Mr. Fox, would you like to nominate? [Fox starts to speak, but Fredericks interrupts and stands] Fredericks: No. I will volunteer. Lucius Fox: Where are you taking us? [Bane doesn't reply and he starts walking off] [after imploding the football field, Bane and his mercenaries appear, and Bane picks up a microphone off one of the coaches] Bane: Gotham, take control! Take control of your city. This... this is the instrument of your liberation! [His mercenaries bring Dr. Pavel forward and make him kneel in front of Bane] Bane: Identify yourself to the world. [holds microphone in front of Dr. Pavel, as if he is conducting a news interview] Dr. Pavel: Dr. Leonid Pavel, nuclear physicist. Bane: And what... what is this? Dr. Pavel: It's a... fully primed neutron bomb, with a blast radius of six miles. Bane: And who is capable of disarming such a device? Dr. Pavel: Only me. Bane: Only you. Thank you, doctor. [snaps Dr. Pavel's neck. The crowd screams in terror] Bane: Now, this bomb is armed! This bomb is mobile! And the identity of the triggerman is a mystery. For one of you holds the detonator! And we came here not as conquerors, but as liberators to return control of this city to the people. And at the first sign of interference from the outside world, or for those people attempting to flee, this anonymous Gothamite - this unsung hero - will trigger the bomb. For now, martial law is in effect. Return to your homes, hold your families close, and wait. Tomorrow you claim what is rightfully yours. [Bane drops the mike, turns, and leaves the playing field]

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