Bruce Wayne: What about getting back into the plane? Lucius Fox: I'd recommend a good travel agent. Bruce Wayne: Without it landing. Lucius Fox: [smiles] Now that's more like it, Mr. Wayne.
Batman: [about the Joker] Where is he? Salvatore Maroni: I don't know where he is, he found us! Batman: He must have friends! Salvatore Maroni: [incredulous] Friends? Have you *met* this guy?
The Joker: [Batman slams The Joker's head on a table] Never start with the head, the victim gets all fuzzy. He can't feel the next... [Batman slams a fist down on Joker's hand; pause] The Joker: See?
Mayor: [regarding The Joker] What do we got? Lt. James Gordon: Nothing. No matches on prints, DNA, dental. Clothing is custom, no labels. Nothing in his pockets but knives and lint. No name, no other alias.
The Joker: [to Batman] I wanted to see what you'd do. And you didn't disappoint... You let five people die. Then, you let Dent take your place. Even to a guy like me, that's cold...
Bruce Wayne: [after running into Harvey and Rachel at a restaurant] So, let's put a couple tables together. Harvey Dent: I'm not sure they'll let us. Bruce Wayne: Oh, they should. I own the place.
The Joker: Harvey, Harvey, Harvey Dent. [climbs up to the cab of a semi truck, the driver of which is dead or unconscious] The Joker: Oh, excuse me, I want to drive! [shoves him out and takes the wheel]
[after visiting the scarred Dent in the hospital, Gordon emerges and sees Maroni there, leaning on a cane] Salvatore Maroni: This craziness... it's too much. Lt. James Gordon: You should have thought of that before you let the clown out of the box.
Salvatore Maroni: I thought the D.A. just played golf with the mayor, things like that? Harvey Dent: Tee off's one-thirty, more than enough time to put you away for life, Sally.
Bruce Wayne: You look tired, Alfred. You'll be all right without me? Alfred Pennyworth: [looking at all the sunbathing women] You can tell me the Russian for, "Apply your own bloody suntan lotion."
Harvey Dent: Lightly irradiated bills. Fancy stuff for a city cop. Have help? Lt. James Gordon: We liase with various agencies. Harvey Dent: Save it, Gordon. I want to meet him.
[Gordon and the police arrive to arrest Maroni] Salvatore Maroni: You sure you wanna embarrass me in front of my friends, Lieutenant? Lt. James Gordon: Oh, don't worry. They're coming too.
[during the bank heist, Bozo subdues the terrified customers and employees by putting grenades in their hands and pulling the pins] Grumpy: Obviously, we don't want you doing anything with your hands except hanging on for dear life!
Lucius Fox: This conversation used to end with an unusual request. Bruce Wayne: I'm retired. Lucius Fox: Well let me show you some stuff anyway. Just for old time's sake.
Batman: [Hands over device] This blocks the remote detonator signal to the bomb. Get it onto it before sunrise. They might hit the button when it starts. Jim Gordon: When what starts? Batman: War.
[first lines] Jim Gordon: I knew Harvey Dent. I was his friend. And it will be a very long time before someone... inspires us the way he did. I believed in Harvey Dent.
T.E. Lawrence: Michael George Hartley, this is a nasty, dark little room. Hartley: That's right. T.E. Lawrence: We are not happy in it. Hartley: It's better than a nasty, dark little trench. T.E. Lawrence: Then you're an ignoble fellow. Hartley: That...
Sam: I'm sorry to wake you, Mr. Frodo. We have to be moving on. [Slowly Frodo gets up, his voice sounding wearied] Frodo: It's dark still... Sam: It's always dark here.
Dan: Can I be honest with you? I am bad fucking news. I'm not your friend. I'm not gonna help you. I'm gonna break you. Any questions?
Patrick - Squadron Team Leader: [approaching the bin Laden compound] Who here has been in a helo crash before? [every hand goes up] Patrick - Squadron Team Leader: Okay, so we're all good.
Dan: [to detainee] Hey, what do you like? You like a bit of... You guys like a bit of Bob Marley? Bit of reggae? Kick back, take it easy after you've blown some shit up?
