"Free my wife"? He thinks that by killing 7 cops he can get us to free his wife? I'll free my boot up his frozen ass!
S1 E15Unfinished Business
I know you say there are no hopeless cases.
And there are none. The beauty of life can spring forth from even the harshest of climates. We simply need to be more... aggressive in our treatment.
Know this, woman: No one yet has failed to regret vexing the Penguin... and you are vexing me!
Winter stakeout at the looney bin. Fabulous.
Nora doesn't have long. Fries knows that. He'll come soon.
He better. We could freeze to death waitin'... which would be ironic.
Matches lives in that big building on Grant Street between 9th and 10th. Apartment 9B.
Why did you tell me that? I thought he was your friend.
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?
Hey, maybe you've killed people before. You killed people before, blood?
No. But no one's killed my parents before.
You want me to kill you. Why?
Little rich kid like you wouldn't understand.
Try me.
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.
[Bruce hesitates]
Come on, pull the damn trigger!
No.
Don't lose your nerve now! Do it! Look at me. I'm a monster. You need to kill me.
I wish you were a monster. [puts the gun down] But you're just a man.
Any news on the Kringle front?
Uh, no. Damn. Sorry. I've been a little busy. I'll get into, don't worry.
[chuckles] Me, worry?
I'll let you know as soon as I know anything. [leaves]
[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.
He's lost his mind.
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.
Boss, you'll never guess who just knocked on the door
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.
I was thinking about visiting your mother's grave.
Oh?
Mm. I miss the old bird. Her sobs would often lull me to sleep at night. [mocking Gertrude's accent] "Oswald... Oswald. Save me."
[laughs] That does sound like her.
What kind of art thief would take time to defile such masterpieces?
An ignorant one?
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.
I think Sonny is right. You do like pain.
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.
[sighs] Nobody's unbreakable, Bruce.
How's Lee? She's been writing to me a lot. The letters stopped a few weeks ago. Know why?
I didn't wanna be the one to tell you this.
Tell me what?
Lee lost the baby, Jim. I'm so sorry.
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