Bruce Wayne: All these years, and I don't know who he is any more than he knows who I am.
Alfred: Are you sure of that?
Bruce Wayne: What do you mean?
Alfred: I mean... Don't underestimate him.
The Joker: You know, it's funny. This reminds me of a joke. See, there were two guys locked in a lunatic asylum and one night...one night, they decided they didn't like that anymore. They decided to escape. So, they made it up to the roof and there, just across this narrow gap, they see rooftops, stretching across town, stretching to freedom. Now, the first guy, he jumps right across, no problem. But his friend, oh, no way, he's afraid of falling. So, the first guy has an idea. He says, "Hey, I got this flashlight with me. I'll shine it across the gap between the buildings and you can walk across the beam and join me." But the second guy says, "What do you think I am, crazy? You'll just turn it off when I'm halfway across!"
The Joker: Why aren't you laughing?
Bruce Wayne: Because I've heard it before. And it wasn't funny the first time.
The Joker: I'm not exactly sure what happened. Sometimes I remember it one way, sometimes another. If I'm going to have a past, I prefer it to be multiple choice.
Barbara Gordon: I saw that abyss you spoke about... very scary, but so tempting. I don't know how you resist it. I don't think it's humanly possible after a while. Be careful.
Bruce Wayne: You're not like I am Barbara, it's still a game for you, still a thrill. I'm gonna ask you politely, one last time. Where is he?
The Joker: Yes, memory is so treacherous. One moment you're lost in a carnival of delight, childhood aromas, the flashing neon of puberty, all that sentimental candyfloss. The next, it takes you somewhere you don't want to be. Somewhere dark and cold, filled with damp, ambiguous-shaped things you'd rather forget. Memories can be vile, repulsive little brutes. Like children, no?
Bruce Wayne: I'm going to count to 10. 1... 9.
Mitch: I don't know where he is, I swear to God.
Bruce Wayne: Swear To me.
The Joker: Well, that's what a dose of reality will do to you. It's why I never touch the stuff. I find it waters down the hallucinations.
