Chin HanQuotes

Lau: I already have. For obvious reasons, I couldn't wait for your permission. Rest assured, your money is safe.

The Joker: [enters laughing sarcastically] And I thought my jokes were bad!

Gambol: Give me one reason why I shouldn't have my boy here pull your head off.

The Joker: [sticks a pencil into the table, point first; slams Gambol's henchman's head down upon the pencil, penetrating his eye socket; Gambol rises in anger] How about a magic trick? I'm gonna make this pencil disappear. Ta-da! It's— it's gone! Oh, and by the way, the suit, it wasn't cheap. You ought to know. You bought it!

The Chechen: [Gambol sits down] Sit. I want to hear proposition.

The Joker: Let's wind the clocks back a year. These cops and lawyers wouldn't dare cross any of you. I mean, what happened? Did your – did your balls drop off? Hmm? You see, a guy like me—

Gambol: [mobsters chuckle] A freak!

The Joker: [annoyed; points at Lau, who turns off his camera] A guy like me— Look, listen. I know why you choose to have your little group therapy sessions in broad daylight. I know why you're afraid to go out at night: the Batman. See, Batman has shown Gotham your true colors, unfortunately. Dent? He's just the beginning. And as for, uh, the television's so-called "plan": Batman has no jurisdiction. He'll find him, and make him squeal! I know the squealers when I see them, and...

The Chechen: What do you propose?

The Joker: [the mobsters laugh] It's simple. We, uh, kill the Batman.

Sal Maroni: If it's so simple, why haven't you done it already?

The Joker: If you're good at something, never do it for free.

The Chechen: How much you want?

The Joker: [the mobsters laugh again] Uh, half.

Gambol: You're crazy.

The Joker: I'm not. No, I'm not! If we don't deal with this now, soon little, uh, Gambol here won't be able to get a nickel for his grandma.

Gambol: [slams the table] Enough from the clown!

The Joker: [revealing hand grenades under his jacket] Ah-ta-ta-ta. Let's not blow this out of proportion.

Gambol: You think you can steal from us and just walk away?

The Joker: Yeah.

Gambol: I'm putting the word out. Five hundred grand for this clown dead. A million alive, so I can teach him some manners first.

The Joker: [leaves Joker card on the table, backs out of the room] All right, so listen. Why don't you give me a call when you want to start taking things a little more seriously? Here's my card.