- Arnold Stromwell: I don't need your help!
- Father Michael Stromwell: Oh, is that a fact? An empire crumbling? A marriage shattered? A son lost? Sure, you're doing fine.
- Arnold Stromwell: Where's my son?
- Rupert Thorne: What?
- Arnold Stromwell: My son, where is he? What have you done to him?
- Rupert Thorne: [Stromwell throws him over a table] I don't know anything about it.
- Arnold Stromwell: [picking him up] You lowlife.
- [throwing him up against a counter]
- Arnold Stromwell: You'd do anything to take over my city.
- Rupert Thorne: I-I didn't touch your kid. I swear it, Arnie! You know I don't mess with family.
- Batman: Excuse me, Father.
- Father Michael Stromwell: What can I help you with - you?
- Batman: It's coming down tonight, Father. He's going to need you.
- Father Michael Stromwell: [sighs] Arnold?
- [Batman nods]
- Father Michael Stromwell: That's one soul I wish I could give up on.
- Batman: I don't believe you'd give up on anyone, Father. Please be there.
- Arnold Stromwell: What is this place?
- Batman: A drug rehab center.
- Arnold Stromwell: No! I ain't going in. Your ten-cent tour of the city's over.
- [Batman punches the wall as he moves to leave]
- Arnold Stromwell: So, what can it hurt? One little look, right?
- Commissioner James Gordon: [after a building explosion] The media's gonna nail us on this one.
- [seeing Bullock looking at him]
- Commissioner James Gordon: What are you looking at?
- Detective Harvey Bullock: Your hair. It looked better on TV.
- Arnold Stromwell: Hey, I know this place. I started out here.
- Batman: Selling drugs.
- Arnold Stromwell: Prove it.
- Batman: And now you manufacture them.
- Arnold Stromwell: Prove that, too.
- Arnold Stromwell: Stay away, Michael! The last time you tried to help me, you lost your leg!
- Father Michael Stromwell: Oh, I get by...
- [taps his leg]
- Father Michael Stromwell: Knock on wood.
- Arnold Stromwell: You knew I was no good, Mike. Why did you save me?
- Father Michael Stromwell: Arnie, what else could I do?
- Arnold Stromwell: Here are the records. Look 'em over.
- [as Batman does so, he surreptitiously takes a rifle from the wall]
- Batman: These are dummy books.
- Arnold Stromwell: Yeah, and you're the dummy.
- Arnold Stromwell: All right, why the heroics?
- Batman: You've got something I want.
- Arnold Stromwell: Oh, yeah? What's that?
- Batman: Information about the gangs.
- Arnold Stromwell: [laughing] Well, I appreciate your saving my life and all, but you're gonna have to come up with a better reason for me to turn stoolie.
- Batman: [setting up a rappelling line] I'll try and deliver.
- Father Michael Stromwell: Do the right thing, Arnie. Do it for yourself. Do it for your son. Do it for me, your little brother.