Alfred Pennyworth: Will you be heading back to Princeton after the hearing, sir, or can I persuade you to stay on for a day or two? Bruce Wayne: I'm not heading back at all. Alfred Pennyworth: You don't like it there? Bruce Wayne: I like it fine. They just don't feel the same way. Alfred Pennyworth: I've prepared the master bedroom. Bruce Wayne: No. My room will be fine. Alfred Pennyworth: With all due respect, sir, Wayne Manor is your house. Bruce Wayne: No, Alfred, it's my father's house. Alfred Pennyworth: Your father is dead. Bruce Wayne: This place is a mausoleum. If I have my way, I'll pull the damn thing down brick by brick. Alfred Pennyworth: This house, Master Wayne, has sheltered six generations of your family. Bruce Wayne: Why do you give a damn, Alfred? It's not your family. Alfred Pennyworth: I give a damn, because a good man once made me responsible for what was most precious to him in the whole world. Miss Dawes has offered to drive you to the hearing. She probably hopes to talk you out of going. Bruce Wayne: Should I just bury the past out there with my parents, Alfred? Alfred Pennyworth: I wouldn't presume to tell you what to do with your past, sir. Just know that there are those of us who care about what you do with your future. Bruce Wayne: Haven't given up on me yet? Alfred Pennyworth: Never.
Bruce refuses to take true ownership of the manor.