Joker: Starting tonight ... people will die. I am a man of my word. Joker: Starting tonight ... people will die. I am a man of my word. Bruce Wayne: I know that thugs don't give up without a fight. But this is different. They crossed the line. Alfred pennyworth: You crossed the line from the beginning, sir. You beat them. In desperation, they turned to someone they didn't fully understand. Some men don't look for anything logical. They cannot be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated. Some people just want to watch the world burn. Bruce Wayne: I know that thugs won't calm down before going through a battle, but this time it's different. They have two aspects. Alfred pennyworth: Sir, you played both sides first, which means you created them. In desperation, they became people who could not understand themselves. Some people just can't find any logic. They can't be bought, nor can they be intimidated. They can only negotiate rationally. But some people just want to see the world destroyed. Bartender: Dent! I thought you were dead! Harvey Dent: Half ... Waiter: Dent! I thought you were dead! Harvey Dent: Half dead ... Harvey Dent: Rachel told me everything about you. Bruce Wayne: I certainly hope not. Harvey Dent: Rachel told me everything about you. Bruce Wayne: I hope not. Manager of gotham city National Bank: Criminals in this town once believed in some things. Honor. Respect. Look at you! What do you believe? What do you believe! Joker: I believe that what can't kill you will only make you better ... stranger. Manager of gotham city National Bank: Criminals in this city have faith. They believe in honor and respect. Look at you! What is your belief? What do you believe? Joker: I believe that no matter how I kill you, you are just a stranger. Joker: [to Batman] You changed everything ... forever. There is no turning back. To them, you're just a monster ... like me! Joker: [to Batman] You've changed ... forever, you can't go back. Look, to them, you are just a monster … just like me! Mayor (about the clown): What have we got? Officer James Gordon: Nothing. No name, no alias. Clothing is ... custom. There is nothing in his pocket except knives and cotton wool. Mayor (talking about the clown): What do we know about him? Officer James Gordon: No, no name, no alias. The clothes ... are made to order, and there is nothing in the pockets except knives and gauze. Bruce Wayne: People are dying. What do you want me to do? Alfred pennyworth: Patience. You can leave the station. You can make a choice that others will not face-the right choice. Gotham needs TVB online observation:/