Let me guess; you want to develop an elite task force of varied criminals with meta-human abilities under the promise of reduced time in prison in exchange for furthering our goals. That's what you want, isn't it? Well, Gordon, I've nothing to say to you but this: Cadmus is onto you -- /I/ am onto you. We know what you've been planning, Commissioner, and we've known for ten years. I've heard all about your plans through wiretapping your house at night; I know the things you post online that you would laugh off as "harmless jokes." But we both know what you really want: you want Batman to rape the Joker, to stop crime in Gotham. But you've given up. That's why you're here. You need a team to do it for you, to rape the Joker -- to rape the Joker for Batman.
I won't allow it. Not unless...it's the /real/ Batman doing it.
You're right, Gordon. Our analysts have done the numbers: they've calculated that I the real Batman -- and him only -- can rape the Joker, crime in Gotham will drop down by about fifty-one percent. The problem now is how do we do it -- and that, I can't help you with, Gordon. Only you can help yourself. Now get the Hell out of my office. I have to get back to working with Lex Luthor. I am one-hundred percent confident he won't betray us and take over the Justice League's satellite's laser and completely devastate an entire town and blame it on meta-humans being out of control and causing more chaos as he attempts running for President. Good luck, Gordon. Don't come back.