Teddy Lupus: You can't go on like this, Matt. You hurt all the time now.
Matt Hagen: You're just my stand in, Lupus. Nobody promoted you to nursemaid.
Teddy Lupus: That stuff makes your face like putty, Matt. It can't be good for you.
Matt Hagen: It probably ain't good for me, but unless I only want to do horror pictures, it ain't bad for me either.
Raymond Bell: Relax, Mr. Daggett. The guy was just a hired gun. He don't even know our names.
Roland Daggett: Thank heaven for small favors. But Hagen has disappointed me once too often lately. He botched this assignment completely. To wit, once Fox is able to talk, he might very well incriminate us, if the police can't figure out what we're up to from those papers Hagen was supposed to retrieve. Frankly, I think our Mr. Hagen has outlived his usefulness. I want him dealt with.
Germs: But, Mr. Daggett, the man's a master of disguise. He was even before he had his accident and you gave him this stuff.
Raymond Bell: Yeah. It's not easy finding somebody who can change the way he looks.
Roland Daggett: [chuckles] You needn't bother searching for him. This is the only place in the world where he can get what he needs. And when his supply runs out... he'll come to us.
Alfred Pennyworth: Master Bruce, what am I to do about the police? They shall be back, you know. I can't keep telling them you're out.
Batman: Police? What police? What are you talking about?
Alfred Pennyworth: I suggest you consult the morning paper, sir.
Batman: [Batman picks up the newspaper] "Bruce Wayne sought for questioning in attempt on executive's life"? But that's impossible!