People think in terms of good and evil, but really, time is the true enemy of us all. Time kills everything.
Men fall from the sky and gods hurl thunderbolts. Innocents die. That’s how it starts. The fever, the rage, the feeling of powerlessness that turns good men… cruel.
Twenty years in Gotham, Alfred. We’ve seen what promises are worth. How many good guys are left. How many stay that way.
Man is still good. We fight. We kill. We betray one another. But we can rebuild. We can do better. We will. We have to.