You know what I like about those glasses? They look like bull’s-eyes.
You have the right to remain silent. I suggest you use it.
You don’t make promises you can’t keep.
You cannot order scientific discoveries the way you order a steak, Ethel.
What Gotham wants is a hero. And tonight, I’m going to give them one.
This city is bleeding to death from the amount of free passes we hand out. Time to put a tourniquet over that wound.
The beauty of life can spring forth from even the harshest of climates.
The bad guys in this town are changing. They’re not playing by the old rules. Or any rules.
Sometimes the rational way is not the best way.
So you’re gonna take over Gotham by unleashing a bunch of loonies. Awesome plan.
Science and moral absolutes do not make easy bedfellows.
Prisons are meant to stop people from breaking out, not in.