#two-face

Absolute Harvey Dent before he flips a coin/poker chip to decide on how you die:

I don't know why but the image of DentWife Bruce has me in a chokehold. Bruce who is the object of Harvey Dent's affections, even after the loss of Glida and his sanity, showing up to his trial to support him because he's got nobody else but it's Bruce, so he's serving cunt, dressed in furs, shades and finery. Shielding himself from the press with a gloved hand like some 40s starlet, sitting there silent in the pew while Harvey leans back to set a hand on his arm, calling him "doll" when the case is talking about some graphic shit or he doesn't want Bruce to think badly of him. Finally, showing up in all his crime wife finery to see Harvey get sent down for his many crimes, striding out of court in a flurry of camera flashes while Harvey professes his undying live for his "sweetheart", begging his "baby" to visit him and to be strong while he's inside.