“I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives for which I lay down my life, peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy. I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts, and in the hearts of their descendants, generations hence. It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.”
“My doors are open to you, regardless.”
"Open or not, I know how to pick locks."
“I called, because I wanted to see if you would come —and here you are. Mission successful.”
"What’re you twelve and a half? Don’t expect to see me around here again."
“You are in my office. What other business could you have?”
"Only due to your invitation. What do you want from me, anyway? You pay people to condescend, so I’m assuming didn’t call me over for that. But anything’s possible with you, isn’t it?"
“And I’m proud to announce that it gets bigger every day.
The city, I mean. We’re rebuilding parts of Old Gotham. It’s a new project in light of the new tax season.”
"As does your ego. What, am I supposed to suddenly care about what you and your cronies do with your millions?"
“A little wordy for someone who has a tight lip. I’d almost say you missed me.”
"Oh, please. Don’t flatter yourself. Clearly your ego is still as large as the city.”
“We all have appearances to keep up.
"No. As usual, you’re the only one with a facade to uphold. But, I’m sure you’re quite used to pretending to be someone you’re not by now. Practice does make perfect after all."
“Miss Kyle. What a pleasant surprise.”
"Pleasant? Right. You can ditch the act, Wayne. You’re probably just about as thrilled to see me I am to be back.”