Carl Grissom: That you, sugar bumps?
[Grissom turns around and sees a shadowy figure.]
Carl Grissom: Who the hell are you?
The Joker: It's me... Sugar bumps.
Carl Grissom: Jack? Oh. Oh. Thank god you're alive. I've heard you've been...
The Joker: Fried? Is that what you heard?
[Joker takes a few steps towards Grissom, then stops.]
The Joker: You set me up over a woman. A WOMAN! You must be insane.
[Grissom takes a drink from his glass. He then walks to his desk to pour another drink and get his gun. The Joker pulls out a gun and points it at Grissom.]
The Joker: Don't bother.
[Grissom puts down the container of alcohol and leaves the gun where it is. He then turns angrily to the Joker.]
Carl Grissom: Your life won't be worth spit!
The Joker: I've been dead once already. It's very liberating. You should think of it as, uh...therapy.
Carl Grissom: Jack...listen...maybe we can cut a deal.
[The Joker starts walking into the light and removes his hat.]
The Joker: Jack? Jack is dead, my friend. You can call me...Joker. And as you can see, I'm a lot happier.
Lt. Jake Stone: Don't ever throw a cat on me again.
Lt. Jake Stone: You arrested a waiter?
Norman Robberson: Jake, he was rude.
Lt. Jake Stone: Norman, you can't arrest people for being rude. If you could, all of New York City would be on Death Row.
Mercy: Remember that the difference between champ and chump is U.
Mercy: I can throw a monkey in anybody's wrench.
Mercy: Looks like you kissed the wrong ass goodbye.
Sam Clayton: I ain't getting no younger. Time just goes by and then... then one day... one day you just get older and suddenly... you find yourself... all alone.
Jenny: You deserve to be alone.
Hellman: Isn't that just like a woman? She wants to be treated like a man... and then she cries.
Simon The Magician: A true miracle is nothing but a good trick.
Yves Perret: Ah, the infamous Cash and Tango. Dishonored. Imprisoned. Such a shameful fall from glory.
Ray Tango: And who are you?
Yves Perret: Just think of me as somebody who doesn't like you very much.
Yves Perret: Quicker... and easier. Yes, quick and easy is how you make a cake. Or clean a toilet bowl, or shop... by mail. But quicker and easier is not how you run a multi-million dollar business such as ours.
Yves Perret: Rats in a maze, men in a cage.
Yves Perret: When the one Great Scorer comes to write against your name, he'll mark... not that you won or lost... but how you played the game. What bullshit.
