Why did you tell me that? I thought he was your friend.
JJeri
He is. Well, he was. Matches is gonna be happy to see you. You, my boy, are the childish hand of fate. That makes me God in a way, doesn't it? [chuckles] And who doesn't like to play God?
A man gets tired of doing wrong and going unpunished. Nothing happens. You start to wonder if there is a God. [finishes his drink] Tighten your left hand grip. Aim here, a little low. She'll kick.
[to self] You'll let me know. I'll bet you will. Acting like you forgot all about Kristin Kringle. I'm sure you forgot! You suspect me somehow. That must be it. You're trying to lull me into a false sense of security while the claws of your investigation close around me, eh? Is that it, my little man? You take me to be a fool? We'll see about your clever little plan, Jim Gordon. We'll see. I can make plans of my own.
[in a letter to Alfred] Alfred, I have left home for awhile to live on the streets with Selina. Please, wait and listen before you react. You need not worry that I'm in danger or that I have lost my mind. I've thought long and hard about this decision, and I know it's the right one. Malone's death made me realize a couple of things. You can't kill murder. You can't get revenge on evil. You can only begin to fight such things by not doing them. You can only fight them where they live, not just at Wayne Enterprises. In the streets, in the slums, in the bad parts of town. So that's where I'm going.
I'm not going to start battling muggers or anything, but one day I am going to do something to help the people of Gotham. I don't know what yet, but I will. Meantime, I need to learn stuff. Number one, I need to learn how to live in the same world other people have to live in. Selina's given me a place to sleep, and will show me the ropes. So, like I say, there's no need to worry. I'll be in touch soon, and I'll come home eventually. Please, Alfred, trust me and honor my wishes. Don't try to bring me back. I need to do this. Sincerely, your good friend, Bruce.
If I'll never guess, then why not just tell me, jackass? If you say I have three guesses, well, then that's a game. It's an annoying and stupid game, but at least it makes sense.
Hey, Pinkney. What do you call a tavern of blackbirds? (hits him with a crowbar) A crow bar. You get it? A crow bar? I know, it's kind of lame. Just came up with it on the spot.
When it was happening... it was like nothing else existed. Everything I've been struggling with... emptiness... and confusion... it just vanished. For the first time, in a long time, I knew I was going to be okay. I knew that whatever Sonny did to me... I could take it. That he couldn't break me. That no one can.
There's so much I haven't told you. So much that I'm ashamed of. I was a criminal. I've done horrible things. Hurt people, manipulated, lied. For power. For revenge. I've killed people, father.
EVElijah Van Dahl
Our lives together started the moment I met you at the cemetery. Nothing before that concerns me. I forgive you for all your past transgressions. Be free of them, and live here in peace.
Listen, kid, when you get better, you learn a lesson here and you stay the hell away from me. I'm not a hero, and I'm not your friend. I'm just a convict.