Character: Bruce Wayne (Batman)

For all your vile, crazy entertainment, he's completely in his mind, just like he always has. So maybe people don't always break down. Perhaps not everyone at the first sign of difficulty hides his head in the sand, like brainless cattle. It's probably just your problem.

- Bad with emotions...
And with vocabulary.

- Bad with emotions...
And with vocabulary.

- Damn it! Well, what are you waiting for? Knock me out all the crap and grab the applause. Come on!
- No, not this time. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want one of us in the end killed the other. But we're running out of alternatives.
Perhaps it depends on the night. I don't know what happened to you, so mangled your life, but perhaps that happened to me something similar.
Perhaps we can work together. I could rehabilitate you. You don't have to be alone. We don't need to kill each other.
Let me help you.
Sorry, but no. It's too late.

Without meaning, we become selfish.

Not all heroes wear masks.

There is no honor in street fights.

In each of us two people. One can see everything, and the other we hide.

- Yes?
It's about Mr. Grayson.
- Something happened?
- No. I'm afraid that Mr. dick went on a journey. He stole a car.
- What? "Jaguar"?
- No, sir. Another.
- "Bentley"?
- No, the OTHER one.

- You don't understand and never understood.
- What? Your morality does not allow you to cross that line?
- No! It is not so! No. It would be too easy. More than anything, I want to kill him. Not a day goes by when I don't wish to torture him like he tortured others and then... to finish it off.
- Wow, so you think of me?
But if you do, if I allow myself to go this route.. I will never go back.
Why? I'm not talking about killing Penguin or Scarecrow or Dante. I say... about him. Only of him. I would kill him because he... took me from you.
- I can't... I'm Sorry.

There is no shame to ask for help. To do this, the League created. Some things even we can't handle.

- Superman! It is necessary to wait a few seconds, I need your help!
- The consequences?
- Heavy, but I think we'll survive.
Okay. I like to live.
- Me too.
[Victor and Superman shared a maternal Cuba]
Clark
- I changed my mind.. I want to die.
- Damn! Toes hurt, I just do not understand how, if I don't have.
- Kids... I work with children.

Sorry guys, I didn't bring my sword.

- My glitch you had a mustache...
- Obviously, this is a very dangerous toxin.