Batman: Mask of the Phantasm (1993)
Alfred: Vengeance blackens the soul, Bruce. I've always feared that you would become that which you fought against. You walk the edge of that abyss every night, but you haven't fallen in and I thank heaven for that.
[At Bruce's parents' grave]
Bruce Wayne: It doesn't mean I don't care anymore. I don't want to let you down, honest, but... but it just doesn't hurt so bad anymore. You can understand that, can't you? Look, I can give money to the city - they can hire more cops. Let someone else take the risk, but it's different now!
[thunder and lightning]
Bruce Wayne: Please! I need it to be different now. I know I made a promise, but I didn't see this coming. I didn't count on being happy.
[thunder and lightning]
Bruce Wayne: Please! Tell me that it's okay.
Andrea Beaumont: [enters] Maybe they already have. Maybe they sent me.
[They embrace in the rain]
[Alfred sees Batman in costume for the first time]
Alfred Pennyworth: My... God!
The Joker: [when Batman picks up the phone in Andrea's apartment] Hello, anybody home? Listen, boopsie, even though you never call and never write, I still got a soft spot for you. So I'm sending you a fun gift, airmail! And there's no use jumping out the window this time, toots...
[Batman looks out the window and sees a toy Joker plane flying in carrying a bomb]
The Joker: The plane of the future is going to make you history!
[Batman throws a Batarang, exploding the bomb outside the window; the blast knocks him back against the wall, and the phone is left dangling]
The Joker: [laughing] Hello? Hello, operator? I believe my party's been... disconnected! HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAA!
Batman: Your father's dead, isn't he? You came into town early to get Chuckie Sol, so you could shift the blame to your father if necessary.
Andrea Beaumont: They took everything, Bruce. My father, my friends, my life, you. I'm not saying it's right, or even sane but it's all I have left! So either help me, or get out of the way!
Batman: You know I can't do that.
Andrea Beaumont: Look what they did to us! What we could have had! They had to pay!
Batman: But Andy... what will vengeance solve?
Andrea Beaumont: If anyone knows the answer to that, Bruce, it's you.
Batman: Leave, Andy, now. Please.
Batman: You think you know everything about me, don't you?
Alfred Pennyworth: I diapered your bottom; I bloody well ought to, *sir*!
[Andrea Beaumont has just called Arthur's office]
Joker: Now ain't that a co-inky-dink?
[grabs Arthur by his shirt]
Joker: Here we are discussing the old man when the spawn of his loins just happens to call! Makes you want to laugh, doesn't it, Artie?
[he laughs maniacally]
[the Phantasm goes to Valestra's mansion, but instead finds Valestra dead, along with Joker's surveillance camera and a bomb]
Joker: Whoops! Ha! I guess the joke's on me. You're not Batman after all. Looks like there's a new face in Gotham and soon his name will be all over town... to say nothing of his legs, and feet, and spleen, and head...
[the Phantasm leaps out the window just as the bomb explodes]
The Joker: All right, I give in. I surrendered already. Tell her, Batman.
Batman: [Panting] Andrea, you've got to... get out of here! The whole place is set to... explode!
Andrea Beaumont: No. One way or another it ends tonight. Goodbye, my love.
[Sal walks through the remains of the "Future of Gotham" park as the robots sing; then the Joker enters]
Joker: I hate that song... Gasp! Can it be? Old Sallie "the Wheezer" Valestra! Welcome, paisan! It's been a dog's age!
Salvatore "Sal The Wheezer" Valestra: [nervously] Hello, Joker. Didn't mean to drop by unannounced.
Joker: I'm impressed, lady. You're harder to kill than a cockroach on steroids.
The Phantasm: So, you figured it out.
[the Phantasm removes his mask to reveal Andrea Beaumont]
Joker: Gotta hand it to you, nice scheme. Costume's a bit theatrical, but hey, who am I to talk?
Joker: So, what's an old-timer like you want with a two-timer like me?
Joker: Can't be too careful with all those weirdos around.
Andrea Beaumont: You're not smiling, Joker. I thought you found death amusing.
The Joker: Oh, me? You won't hear a giggle out of me.
[Joker presses a button. Hazel the Robot laughs maniacally and attacks with a cleaver]
[while Reeves is trying to resist the effects of Joker's toxin, Batman appears in his hospital room]
Arthur Reeves: [gasps, then giggles helplessly] Oh, no!
Batman: Why did the Joker meet with you?
[Reaves keeps giggling]
Batman: It has to do with the gangster murders, doesn't it? He thinks you're involved. WHY?
Arthur Reeves: [giggling] I don't know!
Batman: [grabs him] That's not the answer I want!
[Reaves manages to calm down]
Arthur Reeves: Beaumont needed me to help him and his kid get out of town...
[starts to giggle again]
Arthur Reeves: He kept in touch.
Batman: When was the last time you spoke to him?
Arthur Reeves: Years ago, my first election campaign. I was running out of money and I asked him for help...
Arthur Reeves: He said no!
Batman: So you sold him to the mob.
Arthur Reeves: [now laughing hysterically] I was broke! Desperate! They said all they wanted was their money back!
[he collapses with laughter, as Batman leaves in disgust]
Joker: Don't touch me, old man! I don't know where you've been.
Arthur Reeves: [on TV] What kind of city are we running when we depend on the support of a potential madman!
Alfred: What rot, sir! Why you're the very model of sanity. Oh by the way, I pressed your tights and put away your exploding gas balls.
Bruce Wayne: Thank you, Alfred.
The Joker: Ain't it always the way? You get in the mood and company shows up.
Andrea Beaumont: What's that you're practicing?
Bruce Wayne: Jujitsu.
Andrea Beaumont: Gesundheit... That was a joke.
Batman: Do you still follow your dad's orders?
Andrea Beaumont: The way I see it, the only one in this room controlled by his parents is you.
Partygoer: Quite a sight.
Andrea Beaumont: [Melancholic] Yes.
Partygoer: I'm sorry. Do - Do you want to be alone?
Andrea Beaumont: I am.
Joker: You're crazy! I'm your only chance to get out of here! Let me go or we'll both die!
Batman: Whatever it takes!
The Joker: What a photo op: The city councilman and his wacky pal!
[at Andrea's mother's grave]
Andrea Beaumont: So, tell me - with all that money and power, how come you always look like you want to jump off a cliff?
Bruce Wayne: Why do you care?
Andrea Beaumont: I don't. Mom was asking.
Andrea Beaumont: Hi. Hey, what happened to you? Trip over some loose cash? It's been three days since we met and still no calls. I figured you must be dead or something.
Bruce Wayne: You expect every guy you meet to call you up?
Andrea Beaumont: The ones who are smart enough to dial a phone.
Alfred Pennyworth: There are certain advantages to having a sturdy cranium, Master Bruce. But then, hardheadedness was always your virtue.
The Phantasm: Sal Valestra, your Angel of Death awaits...
The Phantasm: [just before dropping a statue on Buzz Bronski] You always were a loser, Mr. Bronski.
[Buzz talks to Chuckie's tombstone, leaving a wreath]
Buzz Bronski: Chuckie, Chuckie. You always were a loser.
The Joker: That's it. That's what I want to see, a nice big smile.
[Bruce proposes to Andrea]
Andrea Beaumont: I never thought this would happen. I always felt like... like I'd thrown you a curveball, like you never knew what to do with me, because I wasn't in "The Plan".
Bruce Wayne: You are now. I'm changing the Plan.
[Bruce's crime-fighting training is derailed by his infatuation with Andrea]
Bruce Wayne: What am I doing, Alfred? This isn't part of the Plan! I must be going nuts!
Alfred Pennyworth: If I may be so bold, sir, I'd say quite the opposite.
Charles "Chuckie" Sol: What do you want?
[the Phantasm points his right arm at Chuckie]
The Phantasm: I want you, Chuckie boy.
Police Commissioner James Gordon: He didn't do it! It's garbage, Councilman! The Batman does not kill. You want him, you get him! I'll have no part in it.
Salvatore "Sal The Wheezer" Valestra: Hello, Joker. Didn't mean to drop by unannounced.
[after meeting Sal Valestra]
Bruce Wayne: Is my shirt too big, or is that my flesh crawling?
Joker: Tsk, tsk. And to think those tax money would pay these jerks.
Arthur Reeves: You!
Joker: That's right, Artie. Bring in the press, why don't you. What a photo op! The councilman and his wacky pal.
Arthur Reeves: You're no friend of mine.
Joker: Oh, Artie, I'm crushed! How and ho the mighty forget. Don't you remember? You, me, Sally and the gang?
Arthur Reeves: What are you talking about? I never met them or you. I work for Beaumont. I didn't know what he was doing.
Joker: But you knew it afterwards and put it to good use, eh?
Arthur Reeves: What do you want?
Joker: To find out who's iced the old gang.
Arthur Reeves: Haven't you read the papers? It's Batman.
Joker: [pressing his joy buzzer] Wrong. It ain't the bat. Nope, nope, nope. I've seen the guy. He looks more like the Ghost of Christmas Future. Nowhere near as cute as Batboy.
Arthur Reeves: You're saying it was someone else?
Joker: Yeah, someone wouldn't mind seeing our old pals out of the way.