Batman: I know Octave Marbot. I'm sitting for a statue he's making of me.
Robin: Statue? Holy happenstance!
Batman: Yes, Warden Crichton requested it. To exhibit at Gotham State Prison. To help inspire the convicts in his rehabilitation programme.
Mad Hatter: [disguised as artist Octave Marbot] I wonder what could be keeping Boy Wonder?
Batman: [bursting through door] Jervis Tetch! Your days of crime are over.
Mad Hatter: Not till I get your cowl, Batman, my thirteenth hat!
Mrs. Monteagle: You know, I'm sure the Communists had something to do with this!
Batman: I suspect the culprits can be found closer to home, Mrs. Monteagle.
Narrator: [narrating] Another glorious morning in Gotham City. The day people are just starting to work, and the night people are ready to call it a day.
Commissioner Gordon: I would say a pattern is beginning to take shape.
Chief O'Hara: A pattern, sir?
Commissioner Gordon: A villainous pattern indeed.
Commissioner Gordon: It was a sad day indeed when the word 'parole' was coined.
Alfred: [Bruce is explaining fine art to Dick] Forgive me for interrupting, sir, but it's the Bat phone.
Dick Grayson: Hot diggety!