Batman Begins (2005)
Rachel Dawes: Wait! You could die. At least tell me your name.
Bruce Wayne: ...It's not who I am underneath... but what I *do*... that defines me.
Rachel Dawes: ...Bruce?
[Batman turns and leaps off the roof]
[as Wayne Manor is burning down]
Bruce Wayne: What have I done, Alfred? Everything my family... my father built...
Alfred Pennyworth: The Wayne legacy is more than bricks and mortar, sir.
Bruce Wayne: I wanted to save Gotham. I failed.
Alfred Pennyworth: Why do we fall sir? So that we can learn to pick ourselves up.
Bruce Wayne: You still haven't given up on me?
Alfred Pennyworth: Never.
Alfred Pennyworth: Are you coming back to Gotham for long, sir?
Bruce Wayne: As long as it takes. I'm gonna show the people of Gotham their city doesn't belong to the criminals and the corrupt.
Alfred Pennyworth: In the depression, your father nearly bankrupted Wayne Enterprises combating poverty. He believed that his example could inspire the wealthy of Gotham to save their city.
Bruce Wayne: Did it?
Alfred Pennyworth: In a way. Their murder shocked the wealthy and the powerful into action.
Bruce Wayne: People need dramatic examples to shake them out of apathy and I can't do that as Bruce Wayne. As a man, I'm flesh and blood, I can be ignored, I can be destroyed; but as a symbol... as a symbol I can be incorruptible, I can be everlasting.
Alfred Pennyworth: What symbol?
Bruce Wayne: Something elemental, something terrifying.
Alfred Pennyworth: I assume that as you're taking on the underworld, this symbol is a persona to protect those you care about from reprisals.
Bruce Wayne: You're thinking about Rachel?
Alfred Pennyworth: Actually, sir, I was thinking of myself.
Bruce Wayne: You're vigilantes.
Henri Ducard: No, no, no. A vigilante is just a man lost in the scramble for his own gratification. He can be destroyed, or locked up. But if you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, and if they can't stop you, then you become something else entirely.
Bruce Wayne: Which is?
Henri Ducard: Legend, Mr. Wayne.
Rachel Dawes: Deep down you may still be that same great kid you used to be. But it's not who you are underneath, it's what you do that defines you.
Henri Ducard: But a criminal is not complicated. What you really fear is inside yourself. You fear your own power. You fear your anger, the drive to do great or terrible things.
Henri Ducard: Are you ready to begin?
Bruce Wayne: I-I can barely stand...
Henri Ducard: [kicks him] Death does not wait for you to be ready! Death is not considerate, or fair! And make no mistake: here, you face Death.
Henri Ducard: You traveled the world... Now you must journey inwards... to what you really fear... it's inside you... there is no turning back. Your parents' death was not your fault. Your training is nothing. The will is everything. If you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, you become something else entirely. Are you ready to begin?
Jumpy Thug: [screaming] WHERE ARE YOU?
Batman: [appears upside-down behind him, whispering] Here.
Alfred Pennyworth: Took quite a fall, didn't we, Master Bruce?
Thomas Wayne: And why do we fall, Bruce? So we can learn to pick ourselves up.
Carmine Falcone: You're taller than you look in the tabloids, Mr. Wayne.
[one of Falcone's attendant bodyguards gives Bruce a rough going-over to check for weapons but comes up with nothing]
Carmine Falcone: No gun? I'm insulted! You could have just sent a thank-you note.
Bruce Wayne: I didn't come here to thank you. I came here to show you that not everyone in Gotham's afraid of you.
Carmine Falcone: Only those who know me, kid. Look around you: you'll see two councilmen, a union official, a couple off-duty cops, and a judge.
[points a gun at Bruce]
Carmine Falcone: Now, I wouldn't have a second's hesitation of blowing your head off right here and right now in front of 'em. Now, that's power you can't buy! That's the power of fear.
Bruce Wayne: I'm not afraid of you.
Carmine Falcone: Because you think you got nothing to lose. But you haven't thought it through. You haven't thought about your lady-friend down at the D.A.'s office. You haven't thought about your old butler. Bang!
[Falcone pulls the trigger, but the hammer falls on an empty chamber with a click; he puts the gun away]
Carmine Falcone: People from your world have so *much* to lose. Now, you think because your mommy and your daddy got shot, you know about the ugly side of life, but you don't. You've never tasted desperate. You're, uh, you're Bruce Wayne, the Prince of Gotham; you'd have to go a thousand miles to meet someone who didn't know your name. So, don't-don't come down here with your anger, trying to prove something to yourself. This is a world you'll never understand. And you always fear what you don't understand. Alright.
[Falcone gives his bodyguards a signal to remove Bruce; they take hold of him, and he struggles against their grip]
Carmine Falcone: Yeah, you got spirit, kid. I'll give you that. More than your old man, anyway. In the joint, Chill told me, uh, told me about the night he killed your parents. He said your father begged for mercy. Begged. Like a dog.
Batman: [taps the Bat-signal] Nice.
Jim Gordon: I couldn't find any mob bosses.
Batman: Well, Sergeant?
Jim Gordon: Oh, it's Lieutenant now. You really started something. Bent cops running scared, hope on the streets.
Jim Gordon: We still haven't picked up Crane or half the inmates of Arkham that he freed.
Batman: We will. We *can* bring Gotham back.
Jim Gordon: What about escalation?
Jim Gordon: We start carrying semi-automatics, they buy automatics. We start wearing Kevlar, they buy armor piercing rounds.
Jim Gordon: And, you're wearing a mask. Jumping off rooftops. Now, take this guy.
[pulling out a file]
Jim Gordon: Armed robbery, double homicide, has a taste for the theatrical, like you. Leaves a calling card.
[shows Batman a plastic evidence bag containing a Joker card]
Batman: I'll look into it.
[turns away and walks to the edge of the roof]
Jim Gordon: I never said thank you.
Batman: [looks back at Gordon] And you'll never have to.
Earle: Jessica, where are you?
[walks into outer room]
Bruce Wayne: [to Jessica] Eye on the ball, and...
Earle: Why is no one answering the phone?
[sees Bruce from behind, teaching Jessica to play golf]
Bruce Wayne: [turning around] It's Wayne Enterprises, Mr. Earle, I'm sure they'll call back.
Earle: Bruce? You're supposed to be dead.
Bruce Wayne: Sorry to disappoint.
Ra's al Ghul: When a forest grows too wild, a purging fire is inevitable and natural.
Ra's al Ghul: Have you finally learned to do what is necessary?
Bruce Wayne: I won't kill you.
[he throws two bombs, breaking a window and opening the back of the train car]
Bruce Wayne: ... But I don't have to save you.
[he spreads his cape and rises out the back of the car; the train plunges off the rails and explodes]
Henri Ducard: You must become more than just a man in the mind of your opponent.
Henri Ducard: Your parents' death was not your fault.
[Bruce attacks Ducard with his sword]
Henri Ducard: It was your father's.
[Bruce furiously attacks Ducard, but is easily defeated]
Henri Ducard: Anger does not change the fact that your father failed to act.
Bruce Wayne: The man had a gun!
Henri Ducard: Would that stop you?
Bruce Wayne: I've had training!
Henri Ducard: The training is nothing! The will is everything!
[Ducard bests Bruce once again]
Henri Ducard: The will to act.
Henri Ducard: When you lived among the criminals, did you start to pity them?
Bruce Wayne: The first time I stole so that I wouldn't starve, yes. I lost many assumptions about the simple nature of right and wrong. And when I traveled, I learned the fear before a crime and the thrill of success. But I never became one of them.
Batman: [meeting Gordon carrying an unconscious Rachel out of Arkham] How is she?
Jim Gordon: [handing Rachel over] She's fading. We gotta go. I'll get my car.
Batman: I brought mine.
Jim Gordon: Yours?
[Batmobile blasts out and races by]
Jim Gordon: I've gotta get me one of those.
Henri Ducard: But I know the rage that drives you. That impossible anger strangling the grief, until the memory of your loved one is just... poison in your veins. And one day, you catch yourself wishing the person you loved had never existed, so you would be spared your pain.
Alfred Pennyworth: Why bats, Master Wayne?
Bruce Wayne: Bats frighten me. It's time my enemies shared my dread.
Ra's al Ghul: Tomorrow the world will watch in horror as its greatest city destroys itself. The movement back to harmony will be unstoppable this time.
Bruce Wayne: You attacked Gotham before?
Ra's al Ghul: Of course. Over the ages, our weapons have grown more sophisticated. With Gotham, we tried a new one: Economics. But we underestimated certain of Gotham's citizens... such as your parents. Gunned down by one of the very people they were trying to help. Create enough hunger and everyone becomes a criminal. Their deaths galvanized the city into saving itself... and Gotham has limped on ever since. We are back to finish the job. And this time no misguided idealists will get in the way. Like your father, you lack the courage to do all that is necessary. If someone stands in the way of true justice... you simply walk up behind them and stab them in the heart.
Bruce Wayne: They told me there was nothing out there, nothing to fear. But the night my parents were murdered I caught a glimpse of something. I've looked for it ever since. I went around the world, searched in all the shadows. And there is something out there in the darkness, something terrifying, something that will not stop until it gets revenge... Me.
[Bruce is refusing to demonstrate his commitment to justice by executing a criminal]
Ra's Al Ghul: You cannot lead these men unless you are prepared to do what is necessary to defeat evil.
Bruce Wayne: And where would I be leading these men?
Ra's Al Ghul: Gotham. As Gotham's favored son you will be ideally placed to strike at the heart of criminality.
Bruce Wayne: How?
Ra's Al Ghul: Gotham's time has come. Like Constantinople or Rome before it the city has become a breeding ground for suffering and injustice. It is beyond saving and must be allowed to die. This is the most important function of the League of Shadows. It is one we've performed for centuries. Gotham... must be destroyed.
Bruce Wayne: Well, a guy who dresses up like a bat clearly has issues.
Ra's al Ghul: You are just an ordinary man in a cape! That's why you couldn't fight injustice and that's why you can't stop this train!
Batman: Who said anything about stopping it?
[Ra's al Ghul looks up, confused, and sees his own sword jammed into the brake panel]
Jim Gordon: [blows up the train supports] Yes!
Batman: [reverses his grip and pins Ra's al Ghul to the floor] You never learned to mind your surroundings!
Uniformed Policeman #1: [describing the Batmobile] He is in a vehicle!
Dispatcher: Make and color?
Uniformed Policeman #1: It's a... black...?
[looks at his partner, who shrugs]
Uniformed Policeman #1: ...tank!
Enormous Prisoner: You are in hell, little man!
[punches Bruce Wayne]
Enormous Prisoner: And I am the devil!
[punches him again]
Bruce Wayne: You're not the devil. You're practice.
Valet: Nice car.
Bruce Wayne: You should see my other one.
Bruce Wayne: I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Rachel...
Rachel Dawes: No. No, Bruce, I'm sorry. The day Chill died I... I said terrible things.
Bruce Wayne: But true things. I *was* a coward with a gun. Justice is about more than revenge, so thank you.
Rachel Dawes: I never stopped thinking about you. About us. And when I heard you were back, I... I started to hope.
[She kisses Bruce]
Rachel Dawes: Then I found out about your mask.
Bruce Wayne: Batman's just a symbol, Rachel.
Rachel Dawes: [Rachel touches Bruce's face] No, no, *this*... is your mask. Your real face is the one that criminals now fear. The man I loved - the man who vanished - he never came back at all. But maybe he's still out there, somewhere. Maybe some day, when Gotham no longer needs Batman, I'll see him again.
Batman: [has laid a snare-trap which yanks Flass by his leg 70 feet into the air] Where were the other drugs going?
Flass: I never knew. I don't know. I swear to God...
Batman: Swear to *me*!
[He rapidly lowers a screaming Flass and then yanks him back up]
Flass: I don't... I don't know. I never knew. Never. They went to some guy for a couple of days before they went to the dealers.
Flass: There was something... Something else in the drugs... something hidden.
Flass: I never went to the drop-off point. It was in the Narrows. Cops only go there when they're in force.
Batman: Do I look like a cop?
[rapidly lowers Flass once more before dropping him to the ground]
Alfred Pennyworth: [referring to ordering the separate cowl pieces from Asia] They'll have to be, uh, large orders, uh, to avoid suspicion.
Bruce Wayne: How large?
Alfred Pennyworth: Say, uh, 10,000.
Bruce Wayne: Well, at least we'll have spares.
[Alfred smashes a prototype cowl with a baseball bat]
Alfred Pennyworth: It's a problem with the graphite, sir. The next 10,000 will be up to specifications.
Bruce Wayne: At least they gave us a discount.
Alfred Pennyworth: Quite. In the, uh, meantime, Sir, may I suggest you try to avoid landing on your head?
Bruce Wayne: Everyone. Everybody.
[cinks his glass]
Bruce Wayne: I, uh... I wanna thank you all for coming here tonight and drinking all of my booze.
[the guests laugh]
Bruce Wayne: No, really. Uh... There's a thing about being a Wayne that... you're never short of a few freeloaders, like yourselves, to fill up your mansion with, so, here's to you people. Thank you.
Fredericks: That's enough, Bruce.
Bruce Wayne: Mm... I'm not finished. To all of you, uh, all you phonies, all of you two-faced friends, you sycophantic suck-ups who smile through your teeth at me, please leave me in peace. Please go. Stop smiling. It's not a joke. Please leave. The party's over. Get out.
Fredericks: The apple has fallen very far from the tree, Mr. Wayne.
Bhutanese Prison Guard #1: [as Bruce Wayne is being pulled away from a prison rumble by the guards] Solitary!
Bruce Wayne: Why?
Bhutanese Prison Guard #1: For protection!
Bruce Wayne: I don't need protection!
Bhutanese Prison Guard #1: Protection for them!
[shows the groaning prisoners Bruce has beaten up]
Rachel Dawes: [looking at the ruins of the burned down Wayne Manor] What will you do?
Bruce Wayne: Rebuild it. Just the way it was, brick for brick.
Alfred Pennyworth: *Just* the way it was, sir?
Bruce Wayne: Yeah. Why?
Alfred Pennyworth: I thought this might be a good opportunity for improving the foundations.
Bruce Wayne: In the south-east corner?
Alfred Pennyworth: Precisely, sir.
Flass: What are you waiting for?
Uniformed Policeman #1: Back-up.
[Flass looks around - there are at least two dozen uniformed officers around]
Uniformed Policeman #1: The Batman's in there. SWAT's on the way, but if you want to go in now, I'll be right behind you, sir.
Flass: [to Gordon, shrugging] SWAT's on the way.
[trying to lug a burning roof beam off of a helpless Bruce]
Alfred Pennyworth: What is the point of all those push-ups if you can't even lift a bloody log?
Falafel Stand Vendor: Flass, I have kids to feed.
Flass: What, they don't like falafel?
Lucius Fox: [Bruce points to the Tumbler] The Tumbler? Oh you wouldn't be interested in that.
[Cuts to Bruce test driving the Tumbler on an indoor course, with Fox in the passenger's seat describing the vehicle]
Lucius Fox: She was built as a bridging vehicle. During combat, two of these would jump over a river, towing cables. Over here on the throttle, flip that open and throttle up. This will boost you into a rampless jump.
[Bruce goes to flip the throttle]
Lucius Fox: Not now! Not... not now, Sir!
[Bruce flips it back]
The Tumbler: Afterburner disengaged.
Lucius Fox: We never could get the damn bridge to work, but this baby works just fine.
[Bruce brings the Tumbler to a stop. He is very impressed]
Lucius Fox: So what do you think?
Bruce Wayne: Does it come in black?
Alfred Pennyworth: Will you be heading back to Princeton after the hearing, sir, or can I persuade you to stay on for a day or two?
Bruce Wayne: I'm not heading back at all.
Alfred Pennyworth: You don't like it there?
Bruce Wayne: I like it fine. They just don't feel the same way.
Alfred Pennyworth: I've prepared the master bedroom.
Bruce Wayne: No. My room will be fine.
Alfred Pennyworth: With all due respect, sir, Wayne Manor is your house.
Bruce Wayne: No, Alfred, it's my father's house.
Alfred Pennyworth: Your father is dead, Master Wayne.
Bruce Wayne: And this place is a mausoleum. If I have my way, I'll pull the damn thing down brick by brick.
Alfred Pennyworth: This house, Master Wayne, has sheltered six generations of your family.
Bruce Wayne: Why do you give a damn, Alfred? It's not your family.
Alfred Pennyworth: I give a damn, because a good man once made me responsible for what was most precious to him in the whole world. Miss Dawes has offered to drive you to the hearing. She probably hopes to talk you out of going.
Bruce Wayne: Should I just bury the past out there with my parents, Alfred?
Alfred Pennyworth: I wouldn't presume to tell you what to do with your past, sir. Just know that there are those of us who care about what you do with your future.
Bruce Wayne: Haven't given up on me yet?
Alfred Pennyworth: Never.
Bruce Wayne: [seated in the back of his car; he answers the phone] Bruce Wayne.
Earle: What makes you think *you* can decide who's running Wayne Enterprises?
Bruce Wayne: Well, the fact that I'm the owner.
Earle: What are you talking about? The company went public a week ago.
Bruce Wayne: And I bought most of the shares - through various charitable foundations, and trusts, and so forth. Look, it's all a bit technical, but the important thing is that *my* company's future is secure.
[speaks slightly louder]
Bruce Wayne: Right, Mister Fox?
Lucius Fox: Right you are, Mister Wayne.
[turns to Earle, takes off his glasses, and relishly says]
Lucius Fox: Didn't you get the memo?
[Rachel grabs a gun to protect herself and a little boy from escaped asylum inmates]
Little Boy: Batman will save us. He'll come. He'll come.
Rachel Dawes: [raises gun and shields the boy's face] Don't peek.
[Batman drops from above, grabs them and lifts them to safety]
Little Boy: I told you he'd come.
Jim Gordon: I never said thank you.
Batman: And you'll never have to.
Carmine Falcone: [frantically loading his shotgun] What the hell are you?
[Batman breaks open the limo's sunroof and pulls Falcone out]
Batman: I'm Batman!
[Batman knocks Falcone out with a headbutt, then notices a bum watching him. The bum is wearing the coat Bruce gave him years ago]
Batman: Nice coat.
[Batman flies off with Falcone]
Homeless Man: Thanks.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: I am more than aware that you are not intimidated by *me*, Mr. Falcone. But you know who I'm working for, and when he gets here...
Carmine Falcone: He-he's coming to Gotham?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Yes he is. And when he gets here, he's not gonna want to hear that you have endangered our operation just to get your thugs out of a little jail time.
Jim Gordon: [sideswipes several cars with the Tumbler; grimaces] Sorry!
Bruce Wayne: You were on the board?
Lucius Fox: When your father ran things, yeah.
Bruce Wayne: You knew my father?
Lucius Fox: Oh, yeah. Helped him build his train. Ah, here we are. Kevlar utility harness. Gas-powered magnetic grapple gun. The three hundred and fifty pound test monofilament. Wonderful project, your dad's train. Routed it right into Wayne Tower along with the water and power utilities. Kind of made Wayne Tower the unofficial centre of Gotham City. Of course, Earle let it go to rot. Here we are. Nomex survival suit for advanced infantry. Kevlar biweave, reinforced joints.
[one of Ra's' henchmen watches Wayne Manor burn, to make sure no one comes out; Alfred sneaks up and knocks him out with a golf club]
Alfred Pennyworth: I hope you're not a member of the fire brigade.
Ra's al Ghul: Justice is balance. You burned my house and left me for dead. Consider us even.
[Bruce awakens from a nightmare]
Thomas Wayne: The bats again?
Thomas Wayne: You know why they attacked you, don't you? They were afraid of you.
Bruce Wayne - age 8: Afraid of me?
Thomas Wayne: All creatures feel fear.
Bruce Wayne - age 8: Even the scary ones?
Thomas Wayne: Especially the scary ones.
[concerning the memory cloth]
Bruce Wayne: Too expensive for the Army?
Lucius Fox: I don't think they tried to market it to the billionaire, spelunking, BASE-jumping crowd.
Bruce Wayne: Look, Mr. Fox.
Lucius Fox: Yes, sir?
Bruce Wayne: If you're uncomfortable...
Lucius Fox: Mister Wayne, if you don't want to tell me exactly what you're doing, when I'm asked, I don't have to lie. But don't think of me as an idiot.
Bruce Wayne: Fair enough.
Maitre D: Sir, the pool is for decoration, and your friends do not have swimwear.
Bruce Wayne: Well, they're European.
Maitre D: I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
[Bruce starts to write a check]
Maitre D: It is not a question of money.
Bruce Wayne: [gives him the check] Well, you see, I'm buying this hotel, and uh, setting some new rules about the pool area.
Bruce Wayne: Give it a try!
[Alfred turns on the lights of the cave]
Alfred Pennyworth: Charming.
[looks up and sees thousands of bats]
Alfred Pennyworth: At least you'll have company.
Bruce Wayne: [as Alfred opens the curtains] Bats are nocturnal.
Alfred Pennyworth: Bats may be, but even for billionaire playboys, three o'clock is pushing it. The price of leading a double life, I fear. Your theatrics made an impression.
[shows the newspaper to Bruce]
Bruce Wayne: Theatricality and deception are powerful weapons, Alfred. It's a good start.
Alfred Pennyworth: If those are to be the first of many injuries to come, it would be wise to find a suitable excuse. Polo, for instance.
Bruce Wayne: I'm not learning polo, Alfred.
Alfred Pennyworth: Strange injuries a non-existent social life, these things beg the question as to what exactly does Bruce Wayne do with his time and his money.
Bruce Wayne: And what does someone like me do?
Alfred Pennyworth: Drive sports cars, date movie stars, buy things that are not for sale... who knows, Master Wayne? You start pretending to have fun, you might even have a little by accident.
Bruce Wayne: Have you told anyone I'm coming back?
Alfred Pennyworth: Well, I just couldn't figure the legal ramifications of bringing you back from the dead.
Bruce Wayne: Dead?
Alfred Pennyworth: You've been gone seven years.
Bruce Wayne: You had me declared dead?
Alfred Pennyworth: Well, actually it was Mr. Earle, he's taking the company public. He wanted to liquidate your majority shareholding. Those shares are worth quite a bit of money.
Bruce Wayne: Well, it's a good thing I left everything to you, then.
Alfred Pennyworth: Quite so, sir. And you can borrow the Rolls if you like. Just bring it back with a full tank.
Uniformed Policeman #1: At least tell me what it looks like.
[the Batmobile whizzes past]
Uniformed Policeman #1: Never mind.
Henri Ducard: You have learned to bury your guilt with anger. I will teach you to confront it, and to face the truth. You know how to fight six men. We can teach you how to engage six hundred. You know how to disappear. We can teach you to become truly invisible.
Bruce Wayne: Invisible?
Henri Ducard: [Ducard shouts in a different language and 2 people dressed in black flip down from the ceiling] A Ninja understands that invisibility is a matter of patience... and agility.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: [to Rachel Dawes] This is where we make the medicine. Perhaps you should have some. Clear your head.
Batman: Taste of your own medicine, doctor?
[gasses Crane with fear toxin]
Batman: What was your plan? Crane! Who are you working for?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: [terrified] ... Ra's. Ra's Al Ghul!
Batman: Ra's Al Ghul is dead. Who are you working for? Crane!
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Dr. Crane isn't here right now, but if you'd like to make an appointment...
The Scarecrow: [riding through a riot on a hooded horse] There's nothing to fear but fear itself!
Ra's al Ghul: [fighting Batman on the monorail, dismissively] Familiar. Don't you have anything new?
[swings sword at Batman, who catches the blade within the spurs of his gauntlets]
Batman: How about *this*?
[uncrosses his arms and pulls them outward, shattering the sword]
Henri Ducard: [to Bruce] Criminals thrive on the indulgence of society's understanding.
Batman: Falcone sent them to kill you.
Rachel Dawes: Why?
Batman: You rattled his cage.
[throws photos of Judge Faden with prostitutes]
Rachel Dawes: What's this?
Rachel Dawes: For what?
Batman: To get things moving.
Rachel Dawes: Who are you?
Batman: Someone like you. Someone who'll rattle the cages.
Alfred Pennyworth: When you told me your grand plan for saving Gotham, the only thing that stopped me from calling the men in white coats was when you said that it wasn't about thrill-seeking.
Bruce Wayne: It's not.
Alfred Pennyworth: What would you call *that*?
[points to a TV news report showing a helicopter shot of the Batmobile being chased down the freeway by police cars]
Bruce Wayne: [as he fixes his tie] Damn good television.
Alfred Pennyworth: It's a miracle no one was killed.
Bruce Wayne: Didn't have time to observe the rules of the road, Alfred.
Bruce Wayne: Don't turn around. You're a good cop, one of the few.
Jim Gordon: What do you want?
Bruce Wayne: Carmine Falcone brings in shipments of drugs every week, no one brings him down, why?
Jim Gordon: He's paid up with the right people.
Bruce Wayne: What will it take to bring him down?
Jim Gordon: Leverage on Judge Faden, and a DA brave enough to prosecute.
Bruce Wayne: Rachel Dawes.
Jim Gordon: Who are you?
Bruce Wayne: Watch for my sign.
Jim Gordon: You're just one man?
Bruce Wayne: Now we're two.
Jim Gordon: We?
[after taking a ride in The Tumbler]
Lucius Fox: So, what do you think?
Bruce Wayne: [smiling] Does it come in black?
The Scarecrow: Boo!
[sprays a dose of fear toxin at Batman]
The Scarecrow: Aw, having trouble?
[Batman starts hallucinating and tumbles backward into an easy chair]
The Scarecrow: Take a seat. Have a drink.
[splashes Batman with alcohol]
The Scarecrow: You look like a man who takes himself too seriously.
[produces a lighter and lights it]
The Scarecrow: Do you want my opinion? You need to lighten up.
[tosses the lighter at Batman, setting him on fire]
[meeting someone introduced as Ra's al Ghul]
Bruce Wayne: You're not Ra's al Ghul. I watched him die.
Henri Ducard: [from behind Bruce Wayne] But is Ra's al Ghul immortal?
[Bruce turns around to face Ducard]
Henri Ducard: Are his methods supernatural?
Bruce Wayne: [to Ducard] Or cheap parlor tricks to conceal your true identity, "Ra's"?
Henri Ducard: Surely, a man who spends his nights scrambling over the rooftops of Gotham wouldn't begrudge me dual identities?
Bruce Wayne: I saved your life.
Henri Ducard: I warned you about compassion, Bruce.
Carmine Falcone: [feigning insanity] Yeah, Doctor Crane, I can't take it anymore. It's all too much. "The walls are closing in." Blah, blah, blah. Couple more days of this food, it'll be true.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: What do you want?
Carmine Falcone: I want to know how you're gonna convince me to keep my mouth shut.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: About what? You don't know anything.
Carmine Falcone: I know you don't want the police to take a closer look at the drugs they seized. And I know about your experiments with the inmates of your nuthouse. See, I don't go into business with a guy without finding out his dirty secrets. And those goons you used - I own the muscle in this town. Now, I've been bringing your stuff in for months, so whatever he's planning, it's big, and I want in.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, I already know what he'll say: that we should kill you.
Carmine Falcone: [chuckling] No, even he can't get me in here. Not in my town.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: [sighs, then matter-of-factly] Would you like to see my mask? I use it in my experiments.
[takes out the Scarecrow mask]
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Now, probably not very frightening to a guy like you, but these crazies, they can't stand it.
[he puts it on]
Carmine Falcone: So when did the nut take over the nuthouse?
[Crane sprays fear gas into Falcone's face; Falcone begins to scream in terror as the gas takes effect: Crane's voice is altered, and the mask appears to move like a real face]
The Scarecrow: They scream, and they cry. Much as you're doing now.
[Cuts to later outside Falcone's cell. He is still screaming]
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, he's not faking, not that one. I'll talk to the judge and see if I can get him moved to the secure wing at Arkham. I can't treat him here.
Lucius Fox: [Bruce Wayne is recovering after being poisoned by Scarecrow] I analyzed your blood, isolating the receptor compounds and the protein-based catalyst.
Bruce Wayne: Am I meant to understand any of that?
Lucius Fox: Not at all, I just wanted you to know how hard it was. Bottom line, I synthesized an antidote.
Bruce Wayne: Could you make more?
Lucius Fox: You planning on gassing yourself again, Mr Wayne?
Bruce Wayne: Well, you know how it is, Mr Fox. You're out at night, looking for kicks, someone's passing around the weaponized hallucinogens...
Lucius Fox: I'll bring what I have. The antidote should inoculate you for now.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, the work offered by organized crime must have an attraction to the insane.
Alfred Pennyworth: [walking through the Batcave] In the Civil War, your great-great grandfather was involved in the Underground Railroad, secretly transporting freed slaves to the North. And I suspect these caverns came in handy.
Rachel Dawes: What chance does Gotham have when the good people do nothing?
Bruce Wayne: They're planning on dosing the entire city with toxin.
Lucius Fox: [shaking his head] Water supply won't help you disperse an inhalant...
Bruce Wayne: What?
Lucius Fox: ...Unless you had a microwave emitter capable of vaporizing all the water in the mains. A microwave emitter like the one Wayne Enterprises just misplaced.
Bruce Wayne: "Misplaced?"
Lucius Fox: Earle just fired me for asking too many questions about it.
Bruce Wayne: I need you to go back to Wayne Enterprises right now and start making more of that antidote. I think the police are going to need all they can get their hands on, okay?
Lucius Fox: My security clearance has been revoked.
Bruce Wayne: Oh, that wouldn't stop a man like you now, would it, Mr. Fox?
Lucius Fox: [smiling] I suppose not.
[after getting thrown out of Falcone's restaurant, Bruce takes out his wallet, removes the cash, and throws the wallet into a drum fire. He then offers the cash to a homeless man]
Homeless Man: For what?
Bruce Wayne: Your jacket.
Homeless Man: Okay.
[as he takes it off, Bruce prepares to throw his own into the fire]
Homeless Man: Hey, hey, hey, let me have it. It's a nice coat.
[They switch coats]
Bruce Wayne: Be careful who sees you with that. They're going to come looking for me.
Homeless Man: Who?
Bruce Wayne: Everyone.
[He runs off]
Homeless Man: It's-it's a nice coat...
Bruce Wayne: Yield.
Henri Ducard: You haven't beaten me. You've sacrificed sure footing for a killing stroke.
[he taps the ice with his sword, plunging Bruce into the water]
Batman: [to James Gordon] Don't turn around. You're a good cop. One of the few.
Rachel Dawes: [to her attacker] Hold it!
[the thug sees Batman behind her and turns tail]
Rachel Dawes: That's right. You better run.
[she turns, sees Batman]
Rachel Dawes: Agh!
Henri Ducard: And do you still feel responsible for your parents' death?
Bruce Wayne: My anger outweighs my guilt.
Henri Ducard: Come.
Rachel Dawes: The day that Chill died, I... I said terrible things.
Bruce Wayne: But true things. I *was* a coward with a gun. Justice is about more than revenge, so, thank you.
[Earle enters the conference room and, in disbelief, sees Fox, resplendent in a suit and bow tie, distributing materials to board members seated around the table]
Earle: Fox? I seem to remember firing you.
Lucius Fox: You did. I got another job: Yours.
Earle: On whose authority?
Batman: Well, Sergeant...
Jim Gordon: It's Lieutenant now.
Loeb: [talking to Gordon on walkie-talkie] Gordon... there's nobody left to send in.
[the Tumbler jumps across the river]
Lt. James Gordon: So I'm on my own?
[in the Narrows, a boy goes out onto the balcony to escape his parents' arguing; he sees Batman hanging on the side of the building, spying on a nearby one]
Little Boy: It's you, isn't it? Everyone's been talking about you.
Father: [from inside] Get in here!
Mother: [from inside] Don't you yell at him like that!
Little Boy: The other kids won't believe me.
[Batman folds the optic instrument he's been using, and tosses it to the boy]
Bruce Wayne - age 8: [riding his father's monorail] Did you build this train, Dad?
Thomas Wayne: Gotham's been good to our family, but the city's been suffering. People less fortunate than us have been enduring very hard times. So we built a new, cheap, public transportation system to unite the city. And at the center... Wayne Tower.
[We see the building in the skyline from the window]
Bruce Wayne - age 8: Is that where you work?
Thomas Wayne: No, I work at the hospital. I leave the running of our company to much better men.
Bruce Wayne - age 8: Better?
Thomas Wayne: Well... more interested men.
Ra's al Ghul: When a forest grows too wild a purging fire is inevitable and natural. Tomorrow, the world will watch in horror as its greatest city destroys itself. The movement back to harmony will be unstoppable this time.
Bruce Wayne: You've attacked Gotham before?
Ra's al Ghul: Of course. Over the ages our weapons have grown more sophisticated. With Gothan we tried a new one: economics. But we underestimated certain of Gotham's citizens... such as your parents. Gunned down by one of the very people they were trying to help. Create enough hunger and everyone becomes a criminal. Their deaths galvanized the city into saving itself and Gotham has limped on ever since. We are back to finish the job. And this time no misguided idealists will get in the way. Like your father you lack the courage to do all that is necessary. If someone stands in the way of true justice, you simply walk up behind them... and stab them in the heart.
Old Asian Prisoner: Did you have dream?
Bruce Wayne: Nightmare.
Old Asian Prisoner: [indicating the prison around them] Worse than this?
Multiple characters: Don't be afraid, Bruce.
Bruce Wayne: How are you feeling?
Rachel Dawes: Where are we? Why did you bring me here?
Bruce Wayne: If I hadn't, your mind would now be lost. You were poisoned.
Rachel Dawes: [trying to sit up] It was... it was Dr. Crane...
Bruce Wayne: [pushing her back down] Relax, Gordon has Crane.
Rachel Dawes: Is Sergeant Gordon your friend?
Bruce Wayne: I don't have the luxury of friends.
Blonde Female Reporter: [making her way through the crowd leaving the courtroom] Joe! Hey, Joe! Falcone says, "Hi."
[takes out a gun and shoots him]
Ra's al Ghul: If someone stands in the way of true justice, you simply walk up behind them and stab them in the heart.
[Batman confronts Ra's, flanked by two of his ninjas]
Batman: It ends here.
Ra's al Ghul: For you and the police, maybe. My fight, however, lies with the rest of Gotham. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a city to destroy.
Batman: I can't beat two of your pawns?
Ra's al Ghul: As you wish.
[two more ninjas drop down from above]
[Bruce has been arrested]
Chinese Police Officer: [in Mandarin] He refuses to give his name.
Chinese Police Officer: Fool, what the hell do I care what your name is? You're a criminal.
Bruce Wayne: [in Mandarin] I'm not a criminal!
Chinese Police Officer: Tell that to the guy who owned these.
[Kicks a box with "Wayne Enterprises" stamped on it]
Jim Gordon: [hearing bat sounds] What is that?
Flass: What the...?
[bats swarm around Arkham]
Rachel Dawes - age 8: Finders keepers and *I* found it.
Bruce Wayne - age 8: In *my* garden.
Earle: [to Lucius Fox] I'm merging your department with Archives, and I am firing you. Didn't you get the memo?
Batman: [perched on the railing of a stairway behind Gordon's home] Storm's coming.
Jim Gordon: [closing the door to his kitchen where his wife and son are] The scum is getting jumpy because you stood up to Falcone.
Batman: It's a start. Your partner was at the docks with Falcone.
Jim Gordon: Well, he moonlights as a low-level enforcer.
Batman: They were splitting the shipment in two. Only half went to the dealers.
Jim Gordon: Why? What about the other half?
Batman: Flass knows.
Jim Gordon: He won't talk.
Batman: He'll talk to me.
Jim Gordon: Commissioner Loeb set up a massive task force to catch you. He thinks you're dangerous.
Batman: What do you think?
Jim Gordon: I think you're trying to help...
[Gordon looks away momentarily; upon turning back, he finds that Batman has disappeared]
Jim Gordon: But I've been wrong before.
Bruce Wayne: I will go back to Gotham and I will fight men like this, but I will not become an executioner.
Henri Ducard: Bruce, please! For your own sake. There is no turning back.
Bruce Wayne: Good morning. I'm here to see Mr. Earle.
Jessica: [without bothering to look up from her desk] Name?
Bruce Wayne: Uh... Bruce Wayne.
Lucius Fox: Well, what is it today? More spelunking?
Bruce Wayne: No. Today it's BASE-jumping.
Lucius Fox: BASE-jumping. That like parachuting?
Bruce Wayne: Kinda. Do you have any light-weight fabrics?
Lucius Fox: You know... I think I have just the thing.
Bruce Wayne: [about the prototype Batsuit] Tear resistant?
Lucius Fox: This sucker will stop a knife.
Bruce Wayne: Bulletproof?
Lucius Fox: Anything but a straight shot.
Bruce Wayne: Why didn't they put it into production?
Lucius Fox: Bean counters didn't think a soldier's life was worth 300 grand. So, what's your interest in it, Mr. Wayne?
Bruce Wayne: I wanna borrow it. For, uh, spelunking.
Lucius Fox: Spelunking?
Bruce Wayne: Yeah, you know, cave diving.
Lucius Fox: You expecting to run into much gunfire in these caves?
Bruce Wayne: Look, I'd rather Mr. Earle didn't know about me borrowing...
Lucius Fox: Mr. Wayne, the way I see it, all this stuff is yours anyway.
Alfred Pennyworth: Master Wayne, you've been gone a long time.
Bruce Wayne: Yes I have.
Alfred Pennyworth: You look very fashionable. Apart from the mud.
Soldier: Get in!
Henri Ducard: Are you so desperate to fight criminals that you lock yourself in to take them on one at a time?
Bruce Wayne: Actually, there were uh, seven of them.
Henri Ducard: I counted six, Mr. Wayne.
Bruce Wayne: How do you know my name?
Henri Ducard: The world is too small for someone like Bruce Wayne to disappear, no matter how deep he chooses to sink.
Bruce Wayne: Who are you?
Henri Ducard: My name is merely Ducard, but I speak for Ra's al Ghul, a man greatly feared by the criminal underworld. A man who could offer you a path.
Bruce Wayne: You're gonna destroy millions of lives.
Ra's al Ghul: Only a cynical man would call what these people have "lives," Wayne. Crime, despair... this is not how man was supposed to live. The League of Shadows has been a check against human corruption for thousands of years. We sacked Rome, loaded trade ships with plague rats, burned London to the ground. Every time a civilization reaches the pinnacle of its decadence, we return to restore the balance.
Rachel Dawes: [attempting to comfort a frightened child] It's okay. No one's gonna hurt you.
The Scarecrow: [tearing in on horseback] Of *course* they are!
Rachel Dawes: Crane?
The Scarecrow: [leaning towards Rachel and holding up his finger as though to correct her] No. Scarecrow!
[Falcone has been committed to Arkham]
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Outside, he was a giant. In here, only the mind can grant you power.
Rachel Dawes: You enjoy the reversal?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: I respect the mind's power over the body. It's why I do what I do.
Bruce Wayne: We need to send these people away now.
Alfred Pennyworth: Those are Bruce Wayne's guests out there, sir. You have a name to maintain.
Bruce Wayne: I don't care about my name.
Alfred Pennyworth: It's not just your name, sir! It's your father's name! And it's all that's left of him. Don't destroy it.
[Driving the Batmobile, Gordon squeals to a stop before Wayne Tower]
Pedestrian: Nice ride!
Dr. Jonathan Crane: [the lights have shut off] He's here.
Arkham Thug #1: Who?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: The Batman.
Arkham Thug #1: What do we do?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: What anyone does when a prowler comes around... call the police.
Arkham Thug #1: You want the cops here?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: At this point, they can't stop us. But the Batman has a talent for disruption. Force him outside, the police will take him down. Go.
Arkham Thug #1: [indicating Rachel] What about her?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Ah, she hasn't got long. I gave her a concentrated dose. The mind can only take so much. Now, go!
Crane Thug #2: [hesitant] The things they say about him... can he really fly?
Crane Thug #1: I heard he can disappear.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, we'll find out, won't we?
Homeless Man: [watches as Bruce Wayne is thrown out of Falcone's establishment] Should've tipped better!
[greets Bruce from the entryway of a private jet, seeing him for the first time after he left Gotham City seven years before to travel the world anonymously and train himself to fight criminals]
Alfred Pennyworth: You look very fashionable. Apart from the mud.
Flass: Word on the street is, you got a beef with somebody in the D.A.'s office.
Carmine Falcone: Is that right?
Flass: And that there's a fat prize waiting for anybody willing to do anything about it.
Carmine Falcone: So, what's your point, Mr. Flass?
Flass: Have you seen the girl? It's a cute little Assistant D.A. Don't you think that's a little bit too much heat to bring down, maybe? Even for this town?
Carmine Falcone: Never underestimate Gotham City. People get mugged coming home from work every day of the week. Sometimes... sometimes things just go bad.
Henri Ducard: Your compassion is a weakness your enemies will not share.
Bruce Wayne: That's why it's so important. It separates us from them.
Flass: [taking a bribe] Don't suppose you want a taste? I just keep offering, thinking maybe some day you'll get wise.
Jim Gordon: There's nothing wise in what you do, Flass.
Flass: Well, Jimbo, you don't take the taste... makes us guys nervous.
Jim Gordon: I'm no rat! In a town this bent, who's there to rat to anyway?
[Bruce Wayne begins to burn down Ra's Al Ghul's temple]
Henri Ducard: What are you doing?
Bruce Wayne: What is necessary, my friend.
Carmine Falcone: Scarecrow. Scarecrow. Scarecrow.
Female Restaurant Guest: I think the Batman deserves a medal.
Earle: And a straight-jacket to pin it on.
[Batman flies up to find Ra's al Ghul and his warriors]
Ra's al Ghul: Well, well. You took my advice about theatricality a bit... literally.
Batman: [to Alfred, after being dosed with fear gas] Blood. Take. Take poison. Blood poison. Poison. Poisonous.
Alfred Pennyworth: [to Bruce] Batman may have made the front page, but Bruce Wayne got pushed to page eight.
[Bruce reads the headline: "Drunken Billionaire Burns Down Home."]
Carmine Falcone: Ignorance is bliss, my friend. Don't burden yourself with the secrets of scary people.
Bruce Wayne - age 8: Rachel, let me see! Can I see?
Bruce Wayne: What's that?
Lucius Fox: The Tumbler? Oh, you wouldn't be interested in that.
Rachel Dawes: You really think a man who butchers people for the mob doesn't belong in prison?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, I would hardly have testified to that otherwise, would I?
Rachel Dawes: This is the *third* of Carmine Falcone's thugs you've had declared insane and moved into your asylum.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: The work offered by organized crime must have an attraction to the insane.
[starts to walk away]
Rachel Dawes: [calling after him] ... Or the corrupt!
Dr. Jonathan Crane: [to Rachel's boss] Mr. Finch. I think you should check with Miss Dawes here just what implications your office has authorized her to make. If any.
Jim Gordon: We need reinforcements! TAC teams, SWATs, riot cops!
Loeb: Gordon! Gordon! All the city's riot police are on the island with you.
Jim Gordon: Well, they're completely incapacitated!
Henri Ducard: Your anger gives you great power. But if you let it, it will destroy you. As it almost did me.
Bruce Wayne: What stopped it?
Henri Ducard: Vengeance.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: [after being called down to Arkham by Rachel. She is observing Falcone, who is muttering "scarecrow" over and over] Miss Dawes, this is most irregular. I have nothing further to add to the report I filed with the judge.
Rachel Dawes: I have questions about your report.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Such as?
Rachel Dawes: Isn't it convenient for a 52 year old man who has no history of mental illness to suddenly have a complete psychotic breakdown, just when he's about to be indicted?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, as you can see for yourself, there is nothing "convenient" about his symptoms.
[They look at Falcone, still muttering "Scarecrow"]
Rachel Dawes: What's "scarecrow"?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Patients suffering delusional episodes often focus their paranoia on an external tormentor. Usually one conforming to Jungian archetypes. In this case, a scarecrow.
Dr. Jonathan Crane: Outside, he was a giant. In here, only the mind can grant you power.
Rachel Dawes: You enjoy the reversal?
Dr. Jonathan Crane: I respect the mind's power over the body. It's why I do what I do.
Henri Ducard: You are stronger than your father.
Bruce Wayne: You didn't know my father.
Henri Ducard: But I know the rage that drives you.
Rachel Dawes: The DA couldn't understand why Judge Faden insisted on making the hearing public. Falcone paid him off to get Chill out in the open.
Bruce Wayne: Maybe I should be thanking them.
Rachel Dawes: You don't mean that.
Bruce Wayne: What if I do Rachel? My parents deserved justice.
Rachel Dawes: You're not talking about justice. You're talking about revenge.
Bruce Wayne: Sometimes they're the same.
Rachel Dawes: No, they're never the same, Bruce. Justice is about harmony. Revenge is about you making yourself feel better. Which is why we have an impartial system.
Bruce Wayne: Your system is broken.
Rachel Dawes: [Rachel makes a sharp turn] You care about justice? Look beyond your own pain, Bruce. This city is rotting. People talk about the depression as if its history, and it's not. Things are worse than ever down here. Falcone floods our streets with crime and drugs, preying on the desperate, creating new Joe Chills every day. Falcone not have killed your parents Bruce, but he's destroying everything they stood for.
[She parks in front of a building]
Rachel Dawes: You wanna thank him for that, here you go. We all know where to find him, but as long as he keeps the bad people rich and the good people scared no one will touch him. Good people like your parents who will stand against injustice, they're gone. What chance does Gotham have when the good people do nothing?
Bruce Wayne: I'm not one of your good people, Rachel.
Rachel Dawes: What do you mean?
Bruce Wayne: All these years I wanted to kill him.
[reveals his gun]
Bruce Wayne: Now I can't.
Rachel Dawes: [Rachel slaps him twice] Your father would be ashamed of you.
Henri Ducard: You've traveled the world to understand the criminal mind and conquer your fears.
Batman: [driving the Batmobile while being chased by the police] Hold on.
Rachel Dawes: What are you doing?
Batman: Short cut.
[He turns the Tumbler and smashes through the gate of a parking garage entrance. The guy at the booth simply looks on as the police enter the garage enter him. He makes his way up to the rooftop]
Uniformed Policeman #1: Air one to ground. Block that ramp.
[Bruce backs the Tumbler into a compact parking space by pushing aside the cars in the two adjacent spaces]
Uniformed Policeman #1: He's got no way off that roof.
[One of the cops takes out his megaphone and says]
Policeman # 2: Turn off your engine! Step away from the car!
Batman: Trust me.
[presses a button]
The Tumbler: Weapon system activated.
[He fires a charge, destroying part of the concrete barrier at the edge of the roof. Then Batman accelerates the Tumbler towards the gap. As the Tumbler nears the edge, it goes into a rampless jump to scale the street. It makes its way across the rooftops]
Policeman # 3: [on the street] Who is this guy?
Policeman # 4: Where's he going?
Policeman # 3: He's on the roof.
[He looks up to see debris coming over the edge of the roof]
Policeman # 4: What street is he taking?
Policeman # 3: He's not on a street! He's flying on rooftops!
[the Tumbler jumps onto the roof of a church, destroying part of the roof as it crosses. It eventually jumps onto a highway, and takes an offramp to the lower level of Wacker Drive]
Ra's al Ghul: You were my greatest student. It should be you standing by my side, saving the world.
Bruce Wayne: I'll be standing where I belong. Between you and the people of Gotham.
Ra's al Ghul: No one can save Gotham.
Lt. James Gordon: The Narrows is tearing itself to pieces.
Batman: This is just the beginning. If they hit the whole city with toxin, there's nothing to stop Gotham tearing itself apart through mass panic.
Lt. James Gordon: How are they gonna do that?
Batman: They'll be using the train.
[as Batman describes what will happen, we cut to a camera view following the monorail beam]
Batman: The monorail follows the water mains to the central hub beneath Wayne Tower. If they get their machine into Wayne station, it'll cause a chain reaction that'll vaporize the entire city's water supply.
Lt. James Gordon: Covering Gotham in this poison!
Batman: I'm gonna stop them from loading that train, but I may need your help.
Lt. James Gordon: What do you need?
Batman: [holds up the remote to the Tumbler] Can you drive stick?
Rachel Dawes: Bruce, I don't suppose there's any way to convince you not to come.
Bruce Wayne: Someone at this proceeding should stand for my parents.
Rachel Dawes: We all loved your parents, Bruce. What Chill did is unforgivable.
Bruce Wayne: Then why is your boss letting him go?
Rachel Dawes: In prison, he shared a cell with Carmine Falcone, he learned things and he will testify in exchange for early parole.
Bruce Wayne: Rachel, this man killed my parents. I cannot let that pass. And I need you to understand that, please.
Rachel Dawes: Hey, what the hell are you doing?
Ra's al Ghul: Gentlemen, time to spread the word. And the word is panic.
Bruce Wayne: I thought the point of solitary confinement was the solitary part.
Henri Ducard: These men have mistaken you for a criminal, Mr. Wayne...
Rachel Dawes: [Bruce and Rachel haven't seen each other for years. Bruce is wet from swimming in a "pool" in the restaurant] Bruce?
Bruce Wayne: Rachel?
Rachel Dawes: I heard you were back. What are you doing?
Bruce Wayne: Uh, just swimming. Wow, it is good to see you.
Rachel Dawes: You were gone a long time.
Bruce Wayne: I know, how are things?
Rachel Dawes: The same. Job's getting worse.
Bruce Wayne: Can't change the world on your own.
Rachel Dawes: What choice do I have when you're too busy swimming?
Bruce Wayne: Rachel, all- all this, it- it's not me, inside, I am, I am more.
European supermodel: Come on, Bruce.
European supermodel 2: We have some more hotels for you to buy.
Rachel Dawes: Bruce, deep down you may still be that great kid you used to be, but it's not who you are underneath, it's what you *do* that defines you.
Finch: Falcone has half the city bought and paid for. Drop it.
Rachel Dawes: How can you say that?
Finch: Because as much as I care about getting Falcone, I care more about you.
[Rachel kisses Finch lightly on the cheek]
Rachel Dawes: That's sweet... but we've been through all that.
Jim Gordon: This guy did deliver us one of the city's biggest crime lords.
Loeb: No one takes the law into their own hands in my city. Understand?
Bruce Wayne: Who is he?
[implying the man imprisoned in a wooden cage]
Henri Ducard: He was a farmer. Then he tried to take his neighbor's land and became a murderer. Now he is a prisoner.
Bruce Wayne: What'll happen to him?
Henri Ducard: Justice. Crime can not be tolerated. Criminals thrive on the indulgence of society's understanding.
Rachel Dawes: My boss has been missing for two days. Which, in this town, means that I should probably start by looking at the bottom of the river.