EXT. DOCK AREA, GOTHAM -- CONTINUOUS
Bruce makes his way to the water takes out his gun. Turns it, studies the light off its metal
INSERT CUT: The trembling barrel of Chill's gun
Bruce, with contempt, flings his gun into the black water
EXT. BASEMENT CLUB, FACING DOCKS -- LATER
Bruce strides towards the entrance
INT. BASEMENT CLUB -- CONTINUOUS
Bruce enters the crowded club. He spots a figure holding court at a corner table. Falcone. Bruce pushes through the crowd, attracting curious stares. Falcone looks up.
FALCONE: You're taller than you look in the tabloids, Mr. Wayne.
A Thug appears at Bruce's side. Pats him down
FALCONE: No gun? I'm insulted.
Thug forces Bruce to sit down
FALCONE: You coulda just sent a thank-you note.
Bruce makes his way to the water takes out his gun. Turns it, studies the light off its metal
INSERT CUT: The trembling barrel of Chill's gun
Bruce, with contempt, flings his gun into the black water
EXT. BASEMENT CLUB, FACING DOCKS -- LATER
Bruce strides towards the entrance
INT. BASEMENT CLUB -- CONTINUOUS
Bruce enters the crowded club. He spots a figure holding court at a corner table. Falcone. Bruce pushes through the crowd, attracting curious stares. Falcone looks up.
FALCONE: You're taller than you look in the tabloids, Mr. Wayne.
A Thug appears at Bruce's side. Pats him down
FALCONE: No gun? I'm insulted.
Thug forces Bruce to sit down
FALCONE: You coulda just sent a thank-you note.
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