Terry McGinnis: What can you tell me about clowns?
Barbara Gordon: In this town, they're never funny.
Chucko: Lets go! Dee Dee, open the door.
Dee Dee: On the double.
Jordan Price: They're getting away.
Batman: Yeah, and I think they've got a good reason.
Batgirl: How could you help Joker do it, Harley?
Harley Quinn: Okay, so he roughed the kid up a little. But I'll make it right.
Batgirl: Yeah, you're Mother of the Stinkin' Year.
Barbara Gordon: With his final act of cruelty, the Joker had tainted us all with compromise and deception. I guess he really did have the last laugh after all.
The Joker: You know, kids, a lot has changed since your old Uncle Joker's been away. New Gotham, new rules, even a new Batman. But now I'm tanned, I'm rested and I'm ready to give this old town a wedgie again.
Harley Quinn: Sweetie, go get mommy's bazooka.
Batman: He's tough. Any suggestions, boss?
Bruce Wayne: Joker's vain and likes to talk, he'll try to distract you, but don't listen. Block it out and power on through.
Batman: Wait... I like to talk, too.
The Joker: Aren't you the nasty tattle-tale! Ratting me out before I've had my fun... Pappa spank.
Terry McGinnis: I hate to say it but I think your little Robin's turned into a bitter old crow.