Quote | Penguin: (B)urgess or (D)anny |
No, just give you a splitting headache. | |
Waugh waugh! | |
Here comes the bride, all bagged and tied! | |
I believe the word you're looking for is 'Aaahh'! | |
Goodbye, my unintended; go to Heaven. | |
Close your gills. | |
I must say that your laboratory exceeds the limits of man's wildest imaginations ... absolutely. | |
So where are all the children? | |
But when it comes down to it, who's holding the umbrella? | |
'Yo-ho-ho' What? | |
Just relax. I'll take care of the squealing, wretched, pinhead puppets of Gotham! | |
Careful, careful, every one of them's got a mother. | |
Stop, you bumbling buffoons! This is legal, I tell you! It's legal! | |
Rats with wings do your thing. | |
Take away that ravenous panther! | |
Fah! Armband, Visor, bridle that filly! | |
I knew you when you'd steal the braces from other kids teeth. | |
And you're the hottest young person a role-model could have. | |
I am an aristocrat of crookery my dear man! | |
I may have saved the mayor's baby, but I refuse to save a mayor who stood by helpless as a baby, while Gotham was ravaged by a disease that turned eagle scouts into crazed clowns. | |
You're just jealous, because I'm a genuine freak and you have to wear a mask! | |
My babies. Did you miss me? | |
You're Beauty and the Beast in one luscious Christmas gift pack. | |
Hey, why should I trust some cat-broad, anyway? Maybe you're just a screwed-up sorority chick who's gettin' back at her daddy for not buying her that pony for her sixteenth? | |
Those names are not for prying eyes. | |
Don't adjust your sets. Welcome to the Oswald Cobblepot school of driving. | |
Tragic irony or poetic justice, you tell me. | |
How was I to know they'd have a can of shark- repellent Bat-spray handy? | |
Maybe this is a bad time to mention this, but my license has expired! | |
Now lets toss the costumes corpses over the pier. To the sharks with them. | |
Actually, this is all just a bad dream. You're at home, in bed, heavily sedated, resting comfortably, dying from the carcinogens you personally spewed in a lifetime of profiteering | |
Gentlemen, Start Your Screaming. | |
You didn't invite me, so I CRASHED! | |
You gotta admit I played this stinkin' city like a harp from hell. | |
Ahoy there! Could you chaps direct me to a policeman? Commodore Schmidlapp's the name. Big Ben Distilleries, you know. | |
My dear penguins, we stand on a great threshold! It's okay to be scared; many of you won't be coming back. | |
Careful, careful, every one of them's got a mother. | |
Shut up, you feline floozy! | |
You cowardly kitten! You want to live forever? | |
Touring the riot scene. Gravely assessing the devastation. Upstanding mayor stuff. | |
Waugh waugh! | |
How was I to know they'd have a can of shark- repellent Bat-spray handy? | |
True. I was their number one son, and they treated me like number two. | |
Now hear this, now hear this. This is your Captain speaking. My fine pinioned pirates, we're approaching the tricky buoy! Sharpen your cutlasses! There may be skullduggery ahead! | |
Ah, the direct approach. I admire that in a man with a mask. | |
There are two eggs this wily bird is going to scramble: Batman and Robin! Wah wah wah! | |
You don't really think you'll win, do you? | |
I saw her first...gotta fly! | |
No! It's a lot 'uh'! | |
But when it comes down to it, who's holding the umbrella? | |
Oh, good morning, commissionor. Have you snared the costumed crooks yet? | |
Oh, great heavenly sunshades. I have it! It's a fantastical scheme. It's hatched, full blown. U-Day. U for Umbrella day. What a dazzling plot! | |
I believe the word you're looking for is 'Aaahh'! | |
Fah! Armband, Visor, bridle that filly! | |
You're just jealous, because I'm a genuine freak and you have to wear a mask! | |
My babies. Did you miss me? | |
My name is not Oswald! It's Penguin! I am not a human being. I am an animal! Cold-blooded! | |
Lulu! Speak to me, Lulu! | |
So where are all the children? | |
The finish for them, not for us, my quacking cohorts. But they're not captured yet. If I may coin a phrase: there's many a slip, so zipper your lip. | |
'Dear Penguin. The children regret they are unable to attend - Batman.' | |
Close your gills. | |
Ah, ****... I picked a cute one. | |
The heat's getting to me. I'll murder you momentarily. But first, I need a cold drink of ice water. | |
Ladies and gentlemen, friends of The Penguin's Nest. I regret to announce the outbreak of a sudden epidemic: Moldavian food poisoning. I suggest while you can, to run for your live | |
Just the pussy I've been lookin' for! | |
You're Beauty and the Beast in one luscious Christmas gift pack. | |
Mr. Blue! I want you to prepare fifty pounds of pie-crust. We are going to make a gigantic butler pie! | |
Well, good for you. The Dynamic Duo. Their faces completely covered with Penguin egg. | |
They wouldn't put me on a pedestal, so I'm layin' 'em on a slab! | |
I knew you when you'd steal the braces from other kids teeth. | |
Just relax. I'll take care of the squealing, wretched, pinhead puppets of Gotham! | |
What slander! Fah! | |
And you're the hottest young person a role-model could have. | |
What are you buttinskies doing here? | |
Check it out. We're gonna disassemble his Batmobile and turn it into an H-bomb on wheels. | |
Burn baby, burn! | |
Stop! Stop this outrageous intrusion! | |
Those names are not for prying eyes. | |
Hey, why should I trust some cat-broad, anyway? Maybe you're just a screwed-up sorority chick who's gettin' back at her daddy for not buying her that pony for her sixteenth? | |
Ointment! Scented or unscented? | |
Cease I say! Cease and desist! | |
I may have saved the mayor's baby, but I refuse to save a mayor who stood by helpless as a baby, while Gotham was ravaged by a disease that turned eagle scouts into crazed clowns. | |
Hi, Max! Remember me? I'm Fred's hand! You wanna greet any other body parts? Remember, Max. You flush it. I flaunt it. | |
Rats with wings do your thing. | |
Talent scout. Say Cheese! | |
Stop, you bumbling buffoons! This is legal, I tell you! It's legal! | |
Actually, this is all just a bad dream. You're at home, in bed, heavily sedated, resting comfortably, dying from the carcinogens you personally spewed in a lifetime of profiteering | |
What you hide, I discover. What you put in your toilet, I place on my mantle. Get the picture? | |
No, just give you a splitting headache. | |
I'll wipe those silly smirks off your faces in court! I'll sue you for assault and battery, and aggravated interference! | |
And away we go in my Bird-mobile! | |
Still... could be worse. My nose could be gushing blood. | |
Goodbye, my unintended; go to Heaven. | |
Prop Department? | |
Tragic irony or poetic justice, you tell me. | |
He didn't even lose a limb! An eyeball! Bladder control! | |
They're still breathing. How in the name of purple wombats do they manage that? | |
But it can't be. We gassed you at the party. | |
Maybe this is a bad time to mention this, but my license has expired! | |
I could really get into this mayor stuff. It's not about power, it's about reaching out to people - touching people - groping people! | |
Now lets toss the costumes corpses over the pier. To the sharks with them. | |
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest fink of all? | |
Don't adjust your sets. Welcome to the Oswald Cobblepot school of driving. | |
You're coming with me, ya great white dope, to die way down in the sewer! | |
Who, me? The Penguin married and kept in a bathtub? | |
You lousy minx! I oughta have you spayed! | |
Great quivering icebergs! Take me to prison! | |
You're about to witness the coup of the century. The world's leading arch-criminal becomes the son-in-law of a police commissioner. | |
I don't know whether to call him 'daddy' or just 'commish'. | |
Well, Dynamic Dupes, how does it feel to be a couple of human teabags? | |
Here comes the bride, all bagged and tied! | |
I am an aristocrat of crookery my dear man! | |
Plenty of girls and bands and slogans and lots of hoopla, but remember, no politics. Issues confuse people. | |
Right, Mr. Riddler, all right! We must hang together, or most assuredly we shall hang separately. | |
'Great Quivering Jellyfish!' | |
Take away that ravenous panther! | |
Forward march! The liberation of Gotham has begun! | |
He hasn't the foggiest. He just keeps ringing for his confounded tea | |
It's worth 2,000? You cheapskate. You could have at least sent me a plane ticket! | |
Faugh on passing Porpoises! | |
I must say that your laboratory exceeds the limits of man's wildest imaginations ... absolutely. And could I trouble you for a glass of water? | |
And could I trouble you for a glass of water? Your bat gas seems to have left me with a parched sensation. | |
'Yo-ho-ho' What? | |
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