Chair.

Yeah, Alfred.

I saw the signal, sir.

All is ready.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Mhm.

Mhm.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Mhm mm.

Mhm.

Yeah.

Commissioner Gordon?

He's at home.

I sent the signal.

What's wrong?

Last night at the bank?

I noticed something about two face his coin.

It's his achilles heel.

It can be exploited.

I know you called me here for this.

The bat signal is not a beeper.

Well, I wish I could say that my interest in you was purely professional.

You're trying to get under my cape.

Doctor.

A girl can't live by psychosis alone.

It's the car.

Right chicks love the car.

What is it about the wrong kind of man in grade school.

It was guys with earrings.

College motorcycles, leather jackets now.

Oh yeah.

Black rubber.

Try firemen.

Less to take off.

Yeah.

I don't mind the work pity.

I can't see behind the mask.

We all wear masks.

My life's an open book you read.

I don't blend in at a family picnic.

Oh, we could give it a try.

I'll bring the wine.

You bring your scarred psyche direct, aren't you?

You like strong women.

I've done my homework or do I need skin type vinyl and a whip.

I haven't had that much luck with women.

Maybe you just haven't met the right woman.

I saw the signal.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Mm hmm, false alarm, Are you sure?

Mhm.

Mhm.

Yeah.

Women.

Yeah.

Okay.

Now I've got it.

Ha.

Too many questions.

There's too many questions.