EDWARD: (outside) Hm. Surprisingly cosy, given the circumstances. (knocks on a heavy door) We had an appointment. Open the door.

Door opens. EDWARD enters the building.

EDWARD: Much better. Well, this is less cosy. Evening Ma'am, you're looking frigid.(laughs) Ahh, the good doctor himself.

VICTOR FRIES: What do you want, Edward Nygma?

EDWARD: My, what a lovely home you have. I just adore the - accoutrements.

VICTOR FRIES: My patience grows thin.

EDWARD: There's a joke to be made, there. But we can just skate over it. I propose an alliance, albeit a brief one, where you give me what I want, and I give you what you want.

VICTOR FRIES: And what could you possibly have that I would want?

EDWARD: Oh, nothing I'm sure. I just hear Huntington's is bad, this time of year.

FRIES grabs hold of EDWARD's throat.

VICTOR FRIES: You do not speak of Nora. You never speak of Nora - you have not earned the right.

EDWARD: (gasping) I - could - help - her -

VICTOR FRIES: You are a liar.

EDWARD: (gasping) It's true. Please. (inhales as VICTOR lets go) LexCorp put a tumour in my head.

VICTOR FRIES: That is not my concern.

EDWARD: But it's not - just any tumour. It's a nanotumour. They said it could repair brain matter. It could - it could save Nora.

VICTOR FRIES: And what do you want for this - tumour?

EDWARD: Nothing. I just want it out.

VICTOR FRIES: The deal is made.

EDWARD: Well I'm glad we could - oh!

VICTOR knocks out EDWARD.