- [last lines]
- Bruce Wayne: [Bruce Wayne finds a letter behind the locked door written by his father, reading] Dear Bruce, these last weeks I begin to feel very mortal, which prompts this note to you. Perhaps I'm being paranoid. I hope so. In any case, if you're reading this, then I'm dead, and you figured out that the entry code is... 'Bruce'. I'm sorry I had to hide this part of my life from you, because this place only exists because of you. Becoming a father made me want to be a better man, and I started asking hard questions about the family business. So here we are.
- Bruce Wayne: [Bruce's voice begins to crack with tears, reading] As I write this, you're 12 and a fine, good-hearted boy. So I'm sure you'll be a fine, good-hearted man. But that's all I know. I don't know what happened to me or your mother, or how life has turned out for you. I don't even know how old you are. So I'll resist giving you much fatherly advice. Only this: You can't have both happiness and the truth.
- Bruce Wayne: [the camera shows Officer Gordon loading his gun] You have to choose. I beg of you, my son, please choose happiness.
- Bruce Wayne: [the camera shows Bruce Wayne hold his head up to Alfred] Unless... unless you feel a calling. A true calling.
- [Edward Nygma talks to his other personality in the mirror]
- Edward Nygma: [the confident Nygma] Holy moly, look at you! Everyone's gonna think you're going nuts.
- Edward Nygma: [the nervous Nygma] I get nervous when you talk to me with other people around like that.
- [the confident Nygma makes a face by raising his eyes and eye brows]
- Edward Nygma: [the nervous Nygma] Stop doing that!
- Edward Nygma: [the confident Nygma] What?
- Edward Nygma: [the nervous Nygma] That! Copying me.
- Edward Nygma: [the confident Nygma] Dude... it's a mirror, that's how they work.
- [Jerome Valeska and Barbara Kean talk in the asylum for the first time]
- Jerome Valeska: Hi, gorgeous. I'm Jerome.
- Barbara Kean: Keep moving, ginger.
- Jerome Valeska: Just being polite. So, what-cha in for?
- Barbara Kean: Killing my parents.
- Jerome Valeska: Oh. Me, too. Well, Mom, anyhow. Liberating, right? Oh... what a rush!
- Jerome Valeska: [Barbara gives Jerome the annoyed look] Yeah, all righty, then.
- [Officer Gordon locks up the crazy-sounding Zaardon]
- Zaardon: Hear me, Gor-Don. You might have won this battle, but the war has just begun. The master will unleash hell upon you.
- Zaardon: [Gordon releases the cuffs and closes the prison bars when Zaardon turns around to face Gordon] Dark days are coming.
- James Gordon: [Gordon smiles] Thanks for the heads-up.
- [Edward Nygma talks to his other personality in the mirror]
- Edward Nygma: [the confident Nygma] You know what I think we need? I think that we need... a little more fun. Some romance.
- Edward Nygma: [the nervous Nygma] Stop. I know where this is going. I told you, leave... Miss Kringle alone.
- Edward Nygma: [the confident Nygma] Imagine her in our arms. Those big eyes looking up at us, and soft, trembling flesh.
- Edward Nygma: [the nervous Nygma] Be quiet!
- [confident Nygma in the mirror chuckles at nervous the Nygma walking off]
- [Theo Galavan introduces himself to the escaped Asylum inmates]
- Barbara Kean: Who are you?
- Theo Galavan: Well, now, the question is who are you? The world see's criminal lunatics. I see brilliance. I see charisma. And power. I see power.
- Jerome Valeska: Yes. Exactly, my man. Oh, that is so spooky. That is me to a T. These other bozos, oh, I don't know, but... you're singing my song.
- Richard Sionis: Quiet, Jerome. Keep talking.
- Theo Galavan: Imagine a group of brilliant outlaws like yourselves, easy selected for their unique ability, all working together as a team. Imagine the synergy. Imagine the impact. Gotham would tremble before you.
- Barbara Kean: Well, that sounds fabulous, but I'm not a brilliant outlaw. I just have... mm... issues.
- Theo Galavan: You have ferocity and beauty and desire and that's enough.
- Theo Galavan: [Galavan gently runs his finger over Barbara's face] Come with me, Barbara. Whatever you want in the world, it's yours.
- [Officer Gordon pays a visit to the Penguin while seeing Selina Kyle by his side]
- James Gordon: Hey, Selina. Moving on up, huh?
- Selina Kyle: Tryin'.
- Oswald Cobblepot: Isn't she darling? It's like having a cat around the house. But no horrid dead mice.
- [Jim Gordon and Leslie Thompkins talk in bed to each other]
- James Gordon: You're happy I got fired, huh?
- Dr. Leslie Thompkins: You got me. But only because I know that you'll never quit. And I love that about you. But they have you directing traffic, Jim. Why keep beating your head against the wall?
- James Gordon: I'm a cop, Lee. I'm a cop.
- [Bruce Wayne talks to Jim Gordon about no longer being part of the GCPD]
- Bruce Wayne: You were going to find my parents' killers. You were going to fight for justice. You were going to clean up the GCPD. Change Gotham.
- James Gordon: I had hoped to do that.
- Bruce Wayne: If you remained with the GCPD, you might still be able to do all those good things, but first... you must do something ugly. And your personal honor forbids that.
- James Gordon: Yes.
- Bruce Wayne: Are you not sacrificing the greater good for the sake of your dignity and self-esteem? For vanity?
- Alfred Pennyworth: Steady on, now, Master Bruce. Manners.
- Bruce Wayne: He walked all the way here to discuss the issue Alfred, I'm simply asking a question. Surely, sometimes, the right way is also the ugly way.
- [Bruce Wayne goes against Alfred Pennyworth's wishes to build a bomb that will blow the door down at the bottom of the mansion]
- Bruce Wayne: I'm building a bomb to blow down that door. You may assist me... or not, as you wish. But i-if not, some tea would be nice.
- Alfred Pennyworth: [Alfred begins to raise his voice and hand at Master Bruce] Right, well, you're gonna need ten more... sacks of that gear, for starters; three more dairy cans, too; and extra timber; a... heavy tarpaulin.
- Alfred Pennyworth: [Bruce stands still staring at Alfred] And I'll put the kettle on.
- [Alfred walks off]
- [first lines]
- Alfred Pennyworth: [Bruce Wayne and Alfred Pennyworth explore the secret stairwell found in the Wayne mansion] Bloody hell.
- Alfred Pennyworth: [Bruce see's a door and tries to run into it] No, wait, wait, wait!
- Alfred Pennyworth: [the two notice the door has a keypad as Bruce begins entering random numbers] There must be a million possible combinations, Master Bruce.
- [Jim Gordon pays a visit to Harvey Bullock at the bar]
- Harvey Bullock: I've been sober 32 days.
- Harvey Bullock: 32 days, huh?
- Harvey Bullock: Eh, it's no biggie. Once I quit the job, quitting drinking was easy. It's the job, Jim. Makes us angry. Makes us hard.
- James Gordon: Yeah, it does.
- Harvey Bullock: It's hard to walk away, but it can be done. I just couldn't carry that badge anymore. Look at me now. Right? I'm sober... I have a woman who does not dislike me, I live in a house, I sleep at night. I've never been happier in my life.
- James Gordon: Here's to civilian life!
- [Gordon drinks his drink]
- James Gordon: [Gordon holds Bullock's head to his head] I'm proud of you, brother. Got to go.
- [Leslie Thompkins receives a phone call from the inmate Barbara Kean at Arkham Asylum]
- Dr. Leslie Thompkins: [Lee's voice message takes the call] Go a head and leave a message.
- Barbara Kean: Hey, girlfriend. Guess who. Sorry I missed you. Bummer, eh? I just wanted to say that I hope you die screaming, bitch. Bye!
- [the phone hangs up on the machine]
- James Gordon: [about being fired] I said I'd break him - words to that effect.
- Leslie Thompkins: Hey, you went out with a bang. Maybe it's for the best.
- James Gordon: That's what Loeb said. I should have walked away. I just hate to quit.
- Leslie Thompkins: You didn't quit. You were fired. What can you do?
- James Gordon: Oh, there's things I can do.
- Oswald Cobblepot: You want Loeb fired, and your old job back, no?
- James Gordon: Yes.
- Oswald Cobblepot: For a good friend like you, it can be done. If you're sure that's what you want.
- James Gordon: I'm sure.
- Oswald Cobblepot: May I ask why? Police work in Gotham is such a thankless job.
- James Gordon: Good pension.
- Oswald Cobblepot: [intimating Commissioner Loeb in his dark kitchen] With most people there's no problem. I find their weak spots and use violence or blackmail to persuade them. But you, you are a man of monkish virtue. You have no vices to expose. So threats of personal violence will only harden your resolve, huh?