Every time we catch him and allow him to live, he breaks free to kill again. All of this horror and tragedy in the service of your 'code of honor'. Or could it be the great Batman needs his archnemesis in order to feel complete?
Freak? Batsy, are you going to let him talk to me that way? Oh, it is so like you not to defend me! How many others were there! No, don't tell me, I guess the joke's on me..... End scene.
We laughed because it was absurd--because we are. But you're not laughing any more. Neither am I. It's the same pattern, endlessly repeated. You and I, always at each other's throats. How do we stop?