I've got nothing to apologize for. He's the one who drove me over the edge, and he's the one who I took it out on. That's fair game. And if he can't handle it, and if his friends don't like then so be it, they know where they can find me, and they know where the hospital is when they're done, I just hope they can drive themselves there while they're bleeding.
Misery, Charm, whatever nicknames you go by now, you're still the same to me. I know you know the ultimate pain, I know it's hard to deal with the death of a loved one, and I know it's hard to grip the future to notice that you have to go out with a lost against me. And you ask me, if I could possibly know what you have gone through?
Well can you possibly know what you've drove me through? Multiple-personalities, day dreaming at the worst times, actually seeing my own light at the end of the tunnel, can you possibly know what goes on inside the head of a man who has lost it? CAN YOU?
I really doubt it. I really doubt you. Why choose me to be your end? Why take a chance of the ultimate loss one more time? I'm GOING TO BEAT YOU. Come to grips and realize it now. I'm GOING TO BEAT YOU.
--BANE