Batman Begins (2005)
Tom Wilkinson: Carmine Falcone
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.
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.
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.
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.
Carmine Falcone : Scarecrow. Scarecrow. Scarecrow.
Carmine Falcone : Ignorance is bliss, my friend. Don't burden yourself with the secrets of scary people.
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.