Twenty years in Gotham, Alfred. We’ve seen what promises are worth. How many good guys are left. How many stay that way.
Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me… it brought me to you. And I’m thankful for that, Rose. I’m thankful. You must do me this honor. You must promise me you’ll survive. That you won’t give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.
Whatever happens tomorrow you must promise me one thing. That you will stay who you are. Not a perfect soldier, but a good man.
Listen, you promise me something, okay? Just, if you’re ever in trouble, don’t try to be brave. You just run, okay? Just run away.[to Forrest]