The most fascinating part of The Dark Knight develop might be the manner in whichBatman ’s sacrifice at the end of The Dark Knight has spawn a whole new political landscape . The Harvey Dent Act has run to a new crackdown on Gotham ’s offence , and the wealthy and powerful are observe while Bruce Wayne hides away .
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But why is this apparently strong new societal order so well-situated for Bane to destabilize ? check off out an undivided excerpt fromthe novelisation of The Dark Knight Rises by Greg Cox , which cater some great insights .
CHAPTER TWO
“ Harvey Dent Day may not be our old public vacation , ” Mayor Anthony Garcia declared , “ but we ’re here tonight because it ’s one of the most important . Harvey Dent ’s uncompromising stand against organized criminal offence and , yes , in the end , his sacrifice , have made Gotham a good property than it was at the meter of his death , eight age ago . ” Behind him digest a large mounted exposure of Dent .
A fashionable bunch filled the moonlit grounds of the Wayne estate . Elegant mankind and women , constitute the cream of Gotham society , listened courteously to the city manager ’s speech as they mingled and chatted amongst themselves . Bright lights dispel the shadow of the loom manor house in all of its restored Gothic splendor , revealing not a hint that the intact edifice had burned to the ground several yr before .
Expensive jewellery glittered on women in interior designer evening gowns , who were escorted by men in tailored silk suits and tuxedos . Champagne glasses chink . waiter wove through the company , offering unused drinks and refreshments . It was a beautiful fall nighttime , and the conditions was double-dyed .
“ This city has seen a historical reversal , ” the city manager continued from his stead at the podium . He was a thin man whose slick black hairsbreadth and photogenic unspoilt tone had survived several class in office . “ No urban center is without crime . But this urban center is without organise criminal offence , because the Dent Act afford police force enforcement teeth in its fight against the mob .
“ Now masses are talking about annul the Dent Act . And to them I say … not on my watch ! ”
An enthusiastic round of clapping greeted his password . Everyone in the crowd had benefited from the urban center ’s improved climate . One could confidently endue in Gotham again , and expect to reap a bounteous profit . humble wonder the city manager had been re - elected to a third consecutive term .
“ I want to thank the Wayne Foundation for host this event , ” he continued , meekly accepting the hand clapping . “ I ’m told Mr. Wayne could n’t be with us tonight , but I ’m sure he ’s with us in spirit . ”
Or maybe he ’s secretive than we think , Jim Gordon mean . The commissioner sat alone at an open bar not far from the rostrum . He was an outmoded - Chicago cop in his late fifties , with graying brown fuzz and a moustache .
World - aweary blue eye stare out from behind a duet of cornet - rim glasses . glint up at the stately marble façade of the manor sign of the zodiac , he spotted a solitary figure gaze down on the festivities from one of the upper balconies . The anatomy was so still and still that he might have been err for a chimney , or a gargoyle , but Gordon knew a lurker when he envision one . He surmise that this special lurker owned everything in sight .
“ Now I ’m go to give way to an important voice , ” the mayor promised , snagging Gordon ’s attention away from the lonely shadow on the balcony . The commissioner ’s warmheartedness sank , and he wished he had metre to arm himself with another stiff drink . He bumble unenthusiastically with the sheets of paper place out in front of him , reviewing his handwritten words one more clip . He ’d sudate origin over every word , but still was n’t indisputable he had the nerve to register them out loud .
Then he braced himself for what was to come .
Am I really proceed to go through with this ? he asked himself . After all these years ?
“ Commissioner . ”
A hearty vocalisation intruded on his reverie . Gordon looked up to see Congressman Byron Gilly muscling his way toward the bar . Judging from the military man ’s ruddy skin color , Gordon guessed that Gilly had already tossed back a potable or two . . . or three . He was a stocky gentleman’s gentleman , affluent with successfulness . His haircut probably be more than a pulsation cop ’s weekly salary .
“ Congressman . ”
Gilly glance around the sprawling cause . manicure lawn and garden , decorate with refined I. F. Stone jet and statuary , played server to the annual solemnisation .
“ Ever lie down eyes on Wayne at one of these thing ? ”
Gordon chose not to mention the figure on the balcony . He shook his head .
“ No one has , ” a third party cut in . “ Not for years . ”
Peter Foley , Gordon ’s deputy commissioner , link up them at the stripe . A real up - and - comer , he was half a decade younger than Gordon , but was already making a name for himself downtown . Dapper and well- groomed , with thick brown fuzz as yet untouched by grayish , he wore his cut suit more well than Gordon , whose dress was already rumpled despite his halfhearted cause to dress up for the occasion .
Gordon glanced down at his clothes and grimace . There had been a time when his wife made sure he was presentable at these intimacy . But , then again , fourth dimension had change .
The mayor ’s vox continued from the stump .
“ He can tell you about the bad onetime day , ” he continued , plain in no precipitation to surrender the spotlight . “ When the felon and the crooked ran this townsfolk with such a fuddled grip that citizenry put their religious belief in a homicidal thug in a mask and cape . A thug who showed his truthful nature when he betrayed the trustfulness of this cracking man . ” He turned toward the large color portrait of Dent . “ And murdered him in cold blood . ”
Ignoring the mayor ’s speech , Gilly grinned as he descry an attractive young server who breezed by hold a tray of canapés . A dim maid ’s uniform , complete with a press white apron , turnup , and collar , flattered the brunette ’s slender form . She froze as the congressman rudely seize her derrière .
“ Sweetheart , ” he scolded her . “ Not so tight with the chow . ”
She become to face him , deftly extricating herself from his grip . A tight grin negate the indignation lurking behind her large brownish eyes . She held out a tray .
“ Shrimp ball ? ”
Gordon repressed a smirk .
The archeological site vaporize over Gilly ’s well - coiffe pass as he snatched a pair of the snacks and stuff them into his mouth . The maid quickly made her escape , not that Gordon could blame her . Congressman or not , Gilly necessitate to keep his hands to himself .
“ Jim Gordon , ” the mayor said , “ can tell you the truth about Harvey Dent — ”
tattle with his mouth full , Gilly nodded at the sheets of composition Gordon had been reviewing .
“ Jesus , Gordon , is that your speech ? ” he said , spewing crumbs . “ We ’re gon na be here all night . ” Gordon hastily cover the papers .
“ Maybe the truth about Harvey is n’t so simple , representative . ”
” — so I ’ll let him tell you himself , ” the city manager conclude . He step out from the podium . “ Commissioner Gordon ? ”
Another round of applause come up from the assembled partygoers .
That ’s my cue , Gordon recollect glumly . He quaff down the last of his drink and made his elbow room to the soapbox , feel like a convict felon approaching the gallows . He step up to the mike and took out his speech , even as a barrage of doubts assail him .
“ The truth ? ” he commence .
Unwanted , an surly storage flashed before his mind ’s eye . He saw Harvey Dent as he really remembered him . The left half of Dent ’s face had been burnt away , give behind a hideous expanse of charred brawniness and scar tissue . A bloodshot eye , ablaze with rage , bulged from a defenseless socket . A ragged gap in his boldness offer a coup d’oeil of exposed lower jaw , while a flight strip of raw cartilage stretched vertically across what remained of Harvey ’s smile .
By dividing line , the right side of his boldness remain just as bounteous as ever .
No longer the crusading district lawyer , Harvey threaten a little boy with a load handgun . The boy , Gordon ’s own precious Logos , trembled in the madman ’s clutch , trying bravely not to cry , even as Gordon plead urgently for his child ’s life story .
untouched , Dent flipped a coin …
Gordon force the ghastly retentivity from his mind .
He stare out at the hearing , wondering if they were finally quick to hear what he had to say . Harvey ’s portrait , the portraiture of a grinder , loom wordlessly behind him . Gordon pondered his option — and his motives . Was sort out his own conscience deserving risking all that had been accomplished in Harvey ’s name ?
“ I have written a speech telling the verity about Harvey Dent , ” Gordon admitted , hit up his psyche . He folded up his paper and stuffed them inside his jacket , close to his thorax . “ But maybe the time is n’t right . ”
“ Thank Christ for that , ” Gilly mutter at the bar , a tad too loudly .
“ peradventure all you require to know , ” Gordon said , “ is that there are a thousand inmates in Blackgate Prison as a verbatim outcome of the Dent Act . These are wild criminal , essential cogs in the unionize crime machine that terrorized Gotham for so long . Maybe for now all I should say about Harvey Dent ’s death is this — it has not been for nothing . ”
The crowd clapped enthusiastically — all except for the soma on the balcony , who taciturnly turn away and vanish into the upper range of the hall . observe him out of the nook of his eye , Gordon saw him vanish .
Ca n’t blame him , Gordon think . I did n’t say anything deserving hearing .
Feeling like a coward , he pull away from the stump . Doubts followed him , as they had every solar day for eight long years . Had he done the right matter ? Or had he just chickened out ?
He found Foley at the legal community .
“ The second teddy reports in ? ” Gordon ask .
“ On your desk , ” Foley see him . “ But you should put in more clip with the city manager . ”
Gordon snorted .
“ That ’s your department . ” Foley was better at working City Hall , and stroke the egos of politicians . Gordon preferred the nuts - and - bolt of lightning of onetime - fashioned law work .
With one last , remorseful glance at the portrait on the pulpit , he decide he ’d done his part for Harvey Dent Day this year . So he headed for the gravel driveway in front of the mansion , where a long row of spotless town cars waited for their powerful and/or flush rider . He could n’t hold off to get out of here .
This commence hard every year .
Back at the bar , the congressman shook his head at Gordon ’s abrupt expiration . He could n’t believe the obtuse schmuck was actually abandon this fancy cattle ranch to go back to work , especially now that the war against offence had already been won .
“ Anyone shown him the crime stats ? ” he said .
Foley shrugged .
“ He goes by his catgut , and it ’s been bother him late , whatever the numbers . ”
“ Must be popular with the married woman , ” Gilly collapse . His own ball - and - chain was handily home with a migraine .
“ Not really , ” Foley respond . “ She took the kids and moved to Cleveland . ”
“ Well , he ’ll have wad of meter for visits soon . ” Gilly lour his voice to a conspiratorial voicelessness . He leaned in toward the new valet . “ Mayor ’s dump him in the bounce . ”
“ Really ? ” Foley was surprised by the revelation — or at least seemed to be . “ He ’s a Cuban sandwich . ”
“ War hero , ” Gilly said . “ This is peacetime . ” He jab Foley in the chest . “ Stay wise , the job ’s yours . ”
While he let Foley mull that over , Gilly glanced around the company . It was pluck up , now that the speeches were in the end over and done with . Unlike Gordon , he had good thing to do than sunburn the midnight oil .
Say , the congressman cerebrate , whatever happen to that cunning slice of ass in the maid outfit ?
She could still feel the congressman ’s grabby fingers on her butt . Her ire rose at the memory . He ’s favourable I did n’t teach him a painful object lesson in fashion .
The mansion ’s kitchen offered a temporary recourse from the demanding partygoers out on the lawn . A small ground forces of waiter , caterer , and Captain Cook were deployed throughout the spacious area , exercise overtime to keep the guest lavishly feast and watered . Discarding her empty tray , she dived into the bustling activity , blending in with the rest of the wait staff . Nobody gave her a second smell .
bury the congressman for now , she reminded herself . Focus .
She overheard a small cluster of maids chit-chat in the corner .
“ They say he never leave the east wing . ”
“ I heard he had an accident , that he ’s disfigured . ”
Another housemaid hurriedly point them to shut up . All chatter died as a imposing older valet in a Samuel Butler ’s uniform entered the kitchen . His silvery hair complement his gentle , raddled feature .
Alfred Pennyworth , she identified him . The faithful family servant .
“ Mr. Till , ” he aver , addressing the chief caterer . A civilized British idiom betrayed his roots . “ Why are your people using the main step ? ”
Mr. Till murmur an excuse that she did n’t bother to hear . Instead she watched cautiously as Pennyworth come out a crank of fresh water on a tray beside an assortment of covered photographic plate and looker . The butler peek around the kitchen .
“ Where ’s Mrs. Bolton ? ”
Briskly the maiden stepped forth .
“ She ’s at the bar , sir , ” she order . “ Can I help ? ”
He sigh , as though not entirely happy with the berth , but handed her the tray and an old - fashioned governing body Florida key .
“ The east drawing off way , ” he instruct . “ Unlock the door , direct the tray on the table , lock the doorway again . ” He break for accent . “ Nothing more . ”
She nodded meekly , keeping her head down , and accepted the key .
drop off out of the kitchen before anything could go awry , she made her way through the gigantic mansion toward the east wing . Austere white walls and heavy draperies gave the house a cold , unwelcoming feel . The uproar of the party step by step died forth as she left the solemnization behind . She could n’t help noticing the valuable antiques , tapestries , and picture beautify the halls , as well as how shut up and lifeless the stead seemed . Less like a home than a museum .
A declamatory oak door barred the entryway to the wing . She taste the key , and the threshold swung open before her , revealing a richly charge drawing off way that was plausibly twice the sizing of her punk apartment back in Old Town . Hand - bend mahogany piece of furniture had begun life as trees in the Wayne plantations in Belize , she know . Pricy china , vas , and other knick - knacks adorned the mantle of a large unlighted fireplace . Despite its luxuriousness , the room was dimly lit and still as a tomb .
Not exactly the Playboy Mansion , she noted . All this well-worn old money — just get going to do in .
She glanced around , but did n’t see anybody , not even the famously reclusive master of the house . range the tray down on a milled walnut tree table , she did not exit the chamber as instruct . Instead her eyes engage on an inside door at the other side of the room . It had handily been left ajar .
She grinned badly .
How sodding was that ?
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