A killer display of filial devotion

"Think about it from my perspective." Bruce interlaced his fingers. "I never imagined it had gone this far, Tommy."

"...Life is unpredictable, Bruce."

"But why?" Bruce asked.

"Ah...do you remember? It was a rainy night. My parents were in a car accident..." Hush said.

"...Because your father died? Tommy...is that what started all this? My father did everything he could to save your parents." Bruce remembered the night Elliot's father died. He had stayed by little Tommy's side, helping him through that difficult night.

"No, son of Doctor Thomas. I don't hate your father for letting my father die on the operating table. I hate him for saving my mother."

"...What?" Bruce froze. He had never imagined Hush would say something like that.

"That night, I insisted the driver stay home. Failed brakes on a rainy night..." Hush grew increasingly agitated. "Yes, Bruce, I wanted my parents dead! But your father ruined everything!"

Bruce was too shocked to speak. Even the people eavesdropping next door were stunned. What on earth was he saying?

"Do you know how lucky you were to become an orphan? All that money was yours to spend. But I had to wait all those years—all those years! Waiting for that old hag to finally die of cancer! Pretending to be a devoted son—"

"Now that's...a killer display of filial devotion." Roland's mouth twitched.

Bruce knocked Hush unconscious and walked straight out. He didn't want to talk to Hush anymore. Just as he had said when they were children, he couldn't see things from Hush's perspective.

"Go ahead with your plan, Roland." Bruce sighed. "Consider it the last thing I do for a friend."

"Okay." Roland nodded and took out the Wonderland device. "The illusion is ready..."

"Begin!"

In his daze, Hush seemed to hear Commissioner Gordon's