It’s Gotham, baby. We’ve all got flair.
Your appearance can be a weapon, as powerful as any knife or gun.
Bury the bodies. Find out who did it and then bury those bodies.[Harvey Bullock: What do you normally do when a couple of your patrons get stabbed?]
Aren’t all the best guys a little scary?
It’s always hardest to see what’s right under our noses.
Wow. Your last bullet just for me? Must be love.[to Jim]
Sometimes we search for things we don’t wish to find.
So you’re gonna take over Gotham by unleashing a bunch of loonies. Awesome plan.
Rich men want it, wise men know it, the poor all need it…[Love.]
Look around, Jim. We’re all slowly dying. Just some of us get to choose how.
Harvey, you’re confusing me with someone who cares.[Harvey Bullock: It couldn’t be Dix. He’s been paralyzed for the last 15 years.]
