ENGEL: With no word from the Batman,
even as they mourn Commissioner Loeb… …these cops have to wonder if
the Joker will make good on his threat… …in the obituary column of Cross-reference the addresses. Look for Parkside,
overlooking the parade. I got one. Melvin White,
1502 Randolph Apartments. Aggravated assault,
moved to Arkham twice. What do you got on the roof? We’re tight, but frankly,
there’s a lot of windows up here. Commissioner Loeb dedicated his life
to law enforcement… …and to the protection
of his community. I remember when I first took office… …and I asked if he wanted
to stay on as commissioner. And he said he would, provided
I kept my politics out of his office. Clearly he was not a man who minced
words, nor should he have been. A number of policies that he enacted
as commissioner were unpopular. Policies that flooded my office
with angry calls and letters… – Who’s that?
– What happened? They took our guns. And our uniforms. [TICKING] MAYOR: And as we recognize the sacrifice
of this man… …we must remember that vigilance
is the price of safety. Stand by. Honor guard. Attention. Port arms. Ready! Aim! Fire! Ready! Aim! [TIMER DINGS] Ready! Aim! [CROWD SCREAMING] [GUNSHOTS] OFFICER:
Stay down! Don’t move! STEPHENS:
Mr. Mayor. Get him out of here. – I’ll see you later.
– Why are you going back? [GUNSHOTS] [CROWD SCREAMING] Get out of here. Tell me what you know about the Joker. [CHUCKLING] [ENGINE STARTS] No. I’m sorry, Barbara. Jimmy, go play with your sister.
Go ahead, honey. STEPHENS: If there’s anything we can do,
anything you need, we’re here for you. [BARBARA SOBBING] Shh. BARBARA:
Are you out there? Are you? You brought this
craziness on us. You did! You brought this on us! Switch it off, he ain’t coming.
He doesn’t wanna talk to us. God help whoever he does wanna talk to.