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: I didn't come here to thank you. I came here to show you that not everyone in Gotham's afraid of you.

FALCONE: Only those who know me, kid. Look around you. You'll see two councilmen, a union official, a couple off-duty cops, and a judge.

Falcone pulls a gun from under the table. Holds it to Bruce's forehead. People stop their conversations, staring.

FALCONE: Now I wouldn't have a second's hesitation of blowing your head off right here and right now in front of 'em. Now that's power you can't buy. That's the power of fear.

BRUCE: I'm not afraid of you.

FALCONE: Because you think you got nothing to lose. But you haven't thought it through. You haven't thought about your lady friend down at the DA's office. You haven't thought about your old butler. Bang!

Bruce tries to hide his reaction. Falcone lowers his gun

People from your world have so much to lose. Now you think because your mommy and your daddy got shot you know about the ugly side of life, but you don't. You've never tasted desperate. You're Bruce Wayne, the prince of Gotham, you'd have to go a thousand miles to meet someone who didn't know your name. So don't come down here with your anger, trying to prove something to yourself. This is a world you don't understand. And you always fear what you don't understand.

FALCONE (to bouncers): Alright.

Falcone nods. A thug punches Bruce's side, Bruce turns -- is grabbed by two Thugs -- he fights back, but is overwhelmed

FALCONE: Yeah you got spirit kid, I'll give you that. More then your old man anyway.

Bruce looks at Falcone. Blood on his face. Surprised.

In the joint Chill told me about the night he killed your parents. He said your father begged for mercy. Begged. Like a dog.
Bruce stares back at Falcone