[It's almost cute, the eagerness Julian speaks with. He denotes it against his need to be vindicated, as being opposite his existential fear of being forgotten, and considers how best to make use of that. How far would Julian go? He wants to know. He wants to make it happen. He wants that control back in his hands.]

I met tens of thousands of people, Julian. You cannot expect me to remember all of them. And most of them, like Falcone, got exactly what they deserved. [He clicks his tongue in his cheek. Tens of thousands of names on his rolls. Should he remember them all?] Harvey Dent prosecuted my case. Gordon provided him with transcripts of my interrogation. Joker was... himself. Ask the Batman about that one. He'll have plenty to tell you. [He inhales deeply.] But Bane... you should have seen it, Julian. Everything the Joker is capable of, he did it better. I was there. I got to see it. And it was glorious.

[Julian might notice his own name missing, there. It's deliberate.]