The world doesn't make sense until you force it to.
The noir hero is a knight in blood caked armor. He's dirty and he does his best to deny the fact that he's a hero the whole time.
DWIGHT: Stay smart. Stay cool. It's time to prove to you're friends that you're worth a damn. Sometimes that means dying. Sometimes it means killing a whole lot of people.
She doesn't quite chop his head off. She makes a Pez dispenser out of him.
I'm the goddamn Batman.
Ladies. Gentlemen. You have eaten well. You've eaten Gotham's wealth. Its spirit. Your feast is nearly over. From this moment on...none of you are safe.
A gun is a liar's weapon
You can never escape me. Bullets don't harm me. Nothing harms me. But I know pain. I KNOW pain. Sometimes I share it. With someone like you.
Spartans... tonight we dine in Hell!
Of course we're Criminals
Hell’s waking up every goddamn day and not even knowing why you’re here.
Alfred: Hmf. I suppose you'll take up flying next, like that fellow in Metropolis.
Hello, I'm Shellie's new boyfriend and I'm out of my mind. If you so much as talk to her or even think her name, I'll cut you in ways that'll make you useless to a woman.
An old man dies, a little girl lives. Fair trade.
The fire, baby. It'll burn us both. There's no place in this world for our kind of fire. My warrior woman. My valkyrie. You'll always be mine. Always. And never.
Worth dying for. Worth killing for. Worth going to hell for.Amen.
When you got a condition, it's bad to forget your medicine.
The American conscience died with the Kennedys.
You don't get it boy... this isn't a mudhole... its an operating table. (KRAKKKKK) And I'm the surgeon.
We must not remind them that giants walk the Earth.
The rain on my chest is a baptism - I'm born again.
Gotham City. Clean shafts of concrete and snowy rooftops. The work of men who died generations ago. From here, it looks like an achievement. From here, you can't see the enemy.
I prefer to die on my feet,than live on my knees
Deadly little Miho. She won't let you feel a thing unless she wants you to. She twists the blade. He feels it.
You've got rights. Lots of rights. Sometimes I count them just to make myself feel crazy.
Nancy's got a guardian angel. Seven feet plus of muscle and mayhem that goes by the name of Marv.
I check the list. Rubber tubing, gas, saw, gloves, cuffs, razor wire, hatchet, Gladys, and my mitts.
I take his weapons away from him. Both of them.
I'll make it. I won't die. I've got too much I have to do to let myself die.
Give them nothing, but take from them everything.
Buddy, I don't mean to poke my nose in where it don't belong, but that there is a dame to kill for. Why'd you let her go?
Too bad I can't afford to patent it. I can make a fortune. But again,I have a fortune. -Batman, Year One comic.
She smells like angels ought to smell, the perfect woman... the Goddess. Goldie. She says her name is Goldie.
A gun is a coward's weapon. A liar's weapon.We kill.. too often.. because we've made it easy.. too easy.. sparing ourselves the mess.. and the work..
I requested off this damn night shift four times now. Barbara needs me. Barbara and little James. So I hope it's boy, so what?