let's get this bastard! as dirty harry would say do you feel lucky well do you punk
smirks I'm feeling pretty damn lucky today, Commish. Let's roll.
I look at you and smirk back
Damn right, let's go get this son of a b*tch.
I feel unlucky that there are people like you who abuse their power
Abuse my power? You're a criminal I'm upholding the law!
I'm not sure what to think about you yet. The Fentanyl Monster looks at Commissioner Gordon.
Gordon glares back at him with a steely gaze.
You're under arrest, pal.
I smile Do you got something smartass?
fentanyl monster I don’t feel lucky… and I ain’t no punk.
That's what they all say. Well I got news for you...
I'm the new villain I don't feel lucky... but what's your point?
The point is your under arrest punk!
That's what I'm talking about boys good work!
I sit on my roof, smoking
As Gordon approaches the building he looks up and sees a figure sitting on top of it
James Gordon has been dealing with a lot lately, including his daughter Barbara's struggles as Batgirl.
Jim Gordon walks into his office, rubbing his temples. The weight of the world seemed to be on his shoulders. The stress of his job, the constant battles with Gotham's criminals, and most recently, the news of Barbara's struggles as Batgirl.
He slumps down in his chair and lets out a weary sigh. He had always tried to shield her from the darkness of Gotham, but it seemed like the city was intent on dragging those he cared about into its depths.
I'm a woman he's over here! points at another officer being held down by a suspect
the commissioner runs over to the other officer and tackles the suspect to the ground, pinning him down