Rachel winced, turning her face away from Harley, into her captive cell phone.  The cut hurt...but she wouldn't admit it, even though blood was trickling down her chest from the tiny cut.  Evenly she spoke to the unknown person on the other end of the line.  "This is Assistant DA Rachel Dawes.  I need you to...."  she stopped , looking up into the Joker's insane eyes.  She wanted to tell him to get Gordon.  She took another breath, returning her attention to the cell phone.  She hoped against all hope that he was a cop.... "I need you to do what this man says.  And I think you might want to<em>check your table lamp.</em>"  She hadn't used police codes since Falcone was still on the loose.  Strange for her to be the one held captive now.<br/><br/>She knew she was stupid for trying the code now, but it would alert Gordon if someone told him he needed to check the table lamp.  Hopefully it was already in place.  And Batman would meet with Gordon, know she was gone....  Meanwhile she knew she'd pay for her desperate attempt to get out....the Joker was not a stupid man.