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More costume research! Most characterization stuff this time. I'm too into this.
"Never start with the head, the victim gets all... fuzzy."
"Hahahehehe, I don't want to kill you! What would I do without you?! Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No, no. No.."
"To them you're just a freak... like me."
"See, I'm not a monster... I'm just ahead of the curve."
"You have nothing...haha, nothing-- to threaten me with."
"Hahaha ehee oho, and I thought my jokes were bad."
"How about a magic trick? I'm gonna make this pencil disappear... TA-DA!"
"Oh, and by the way, the suit, it wasn't cheap. You oughta know, you bought it."
"What happened, d'your balls drop off, hm?"
"It's simple... Kill the Batman."
"If you're good at something, never do it for free."
"You're crazy"
"No, I'm not... I'm not."
"Hu-ta-ta-ta, let's not...blow this out of proportion."
"Look, why don't you give me a call when you want to take things a little more seriously... Here's my card."
"I believe... whatever doesn't kill you, simply makes you... stranger."
"I had a vision, of a world without Batman. The mob ground out a little profit and the police tried to shut them down one block at a time. And it was so... boring. I've had a change of heart. I don't want Mr. Reese spoiling everything but why should I have all the fun? Let's give someone else a chance! If Coleman Reese isn't dead in sixty minutes, then I blow up a hospital."
"Hi."
"You know, I don't want there to be any hard feelings between us, Harvey."
"Do I really look like a guy with a plan?"
"You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just do things. The mob has plans, the cops have plans. Gordon's got plans. You know, they're schemers. Schemers trying to control their little worlds. I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how... pathetic their attempts to control things really are."
"Look what I did to this city with a few drums of gas and a couple of bullets, hm? And you know, you know what I noticed? Nobody panics when things go according to the plan. Even if the plan is horrifying. If tomorrow I tell the press that like a gangbanger will get shot, or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, no one panics, because it's all... part of the plan. But when I say that one--little old mare--will die... well then everybody loses their minds!
Introduce a little... anarchy."
Click to view"Never start with the head, the victim gets all... fuzzy."
"Hahahehehe, I don't want to kill you! What would I do without you?! Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No, no. No.."
"To them you're just a freak... like me."
"See, I'm not a monster... I'm just ahead of the curve."
"You have nothing...haha, nothing-- to threaten me with."
"Hahaha ehee oho, and I thought my jokes were bad."
"How about a magic trick? I'm gonna make this pencil disappear... TA-DA!"
"Oh, and by the way, the suit, it wasn't cheap. You oughta know, you bought it."
"What happened, d'your balls drop off, hm?"
"It's simple... Kill the Batman."
"If you're good at something, never do it for free."
"You're crazy"
"No, I'm not... I'm not."
"Hu-ta-ta-ta, let's not...blow this out of proportion."
"Look, why don't you give me a call when you want to take things a little more seriously... Here's my card."
"I believe... whatever doesn't kill you, simply makes you... stranger."
"I had a vision, of a world without Batman. The mob ground out a little profit and the police tried to shut them down one block at a time. And it was so... boring. I've had a change of heart. I don't want Mr. Reese spoiling everything but why should I have all the fun? Let's give someone else a chance! If Coleman Reese isn't dead in sixty minutes, then I blow up a hospital."
"Hi."
"You know, I don't want there to be any hard feelings between us, Harvey."
"Do I really look like a guy with a plan?"
"You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just do things. The mob has plans, the cops have plans. Gordon's got plans. You know, they're schemers. Schemers trying to control their little worlds. I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how... pathetic their attempts to control things really are."
"Look what I did to this city with a few drums of gas and a couple of bullets, hm? And you know, you know what I noticed? Nobody panics when things go according to the plan. Even if the plan is horrifying. If tomorrow I tell the press that like a gangbanger will get shot, or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, no one panics, because it's all... part of the plan. But when I say that one--little old mare--will die... well then everybody loses their minds!
Introduce a little... anarchy."