We’re criminals, Alfred. We’ve always been criminals, nothing’s changed.
When I was growing up, they would say you could become cops or criminals. But what I’m saying is this. When you’re facing a loaded gun, what’s the difference?
Criminals thrive on the indulgence of society’s understanding.
Criminals are like weeds, Alfred. Pull one up, another grows in its place.
Create enough hunger and everyone becomes a criminal.
The successful criminal brain is always superior. It has to be.
I detect criminals. I do not protect them.[to Ratchett]