Dick Grayson: I need a name! Batboy, Nightwing, I dunno. What's a good
sidekick name?
Bruce Wayne: How about Dick Grayson, college student?
Dick Grayson: Screw you!
The Riddler: Tell the fat lady she's on in five.
The Riddler: Joygasm!
Batman: I don't blend in at a family picnic.
Dr. Chase Meridian: Oh, we could give it a try.
I'll bring the wine, you bring your scarred psyche.
Alfred Pennyworth: Can I persuade you to take
a sandwich with you, sir?
Batman: I'll get drive-thru.
The Riddler: For if knowledge is power, then a GOD AM *I*... Was that over the top? I can never tell.
Robin: Holey rusted metal, Batman!
Batman: Huh?
Robin: The ground, it's all metal. It's full
of holes. You know, holey.
Batman: Oh.
Batman: I read your work. Insightful. Naive, but
insightful.
Dr. Chase Meridian: I'm flattered. Not every
girl makes a superhero's night table.
Alfred Pennyworth: You really are quite bright, despite what people say.
Two-Face: You have broken into our hideout. You have violated the sanctity of our lair. For this we should crush your bones into POWDER. However, you do pose a very interesting proposition: therefore, heads, we accept, and tails, we blow your damned head off!
Dr. Chase Meridian: Well, let's just say that I could write a hell of a paper on a grown man who dresses like a flying rodent.
The Riddler: You should have let me in on this.
We could have planned it, prepared it, pre-sold the movie rights!