BULLOCK: You two – stay by the door. I want a badge at every entrance, you hear me? You fuck this up and Gordon won’t have the chance to fire you.

ARKHAM: Detective Bullock, what is the meaning of this?

BULLOCK: Where’s Crane’s office?

ARKHAM: Is this about Bolton? (sigh) Level 1; D Wing. End of the hall.

BULLOCK: Rieger. Lewis. Let’s go.

ARKHAM: George! Get me the Commissioner on the phone this instant!
(running feet)

EDWARD: (muffled) Get this solved. THEN you can thank me.

(BULLOCK kicks open door)

BULLOCK: The hell are YOU doin’ in here?

EDWARD: I think – I’m sleepwalking. No one wake me.

BULLOCK: Where’s Jonathan Crane?

EDWARD: Tall guy? Lanky? Smells like a library basement? … Never seen him.

BULLOCK: Alright, come on wise guy.

EDWARD: I plead the fifth! Police brutality! I HAVE RIGHTS.

BULLOCK: Enough, Nygma.

EDWARD: (sigh) No one appreciates my raw talent.

BULLOCK: He’s not in the office. Spread out! He can’t have gone far. Bring me Jonathan Crane.