James Gordon Jr.: Why's he running, Dad? 
Commissioner Gordon: Because we have to chase him. 
James Gordon Jr.: He didn't do anything wrong. 
Commissioner Gordon: Because he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So we'll hunt him because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector. A dark knight. 
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Uh, dad?
Commissioner Gordon: Oh, hey, yeah, you're still here. Cool. Let's go home.
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Do you really love James more than you love me and mom?
Commissioner Gordon: What? Psh. That was just a heat of the moment reaction. It doesn't mean—
Barbara Gordon: It seemed pretty clear.
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I always knew you preferred him because you go to him for all symbolic contemplation, but I mean jeez.
Barbara Gordon: What are we, chopped liver?
Commissioner Gordon: It was just—
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I don't even have a name!
Barbara Gordon: Come on, Commissioner Gordon's Daughter. Let's get out of here.

James Gordon Jr.: Why's he running, Dad? 

Commissioner Gordon: Because we have to chase him. 

James Gordon Jr.: He didn't do anything wrong. 

Commissioner Gordon: Because he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So we'll hunt him because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector. A dark knight. 

Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Uh, dad?

Commissioner Gordon: Oh, hey, yeah, you're still here. Cool. Let's go home.

Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Do you really love James more than you love me and mom?

Commissioner Gordon: What? Psh. That was just a heat of the moment reaction. It doesn't mean—

Barbara Gordon: It seemed pretty clear.

Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I always knew you preferred him because you go to him for all symbolic contemplation, but I mean jeez.

Barbara Gordon: What are we, chopped liver?

Commissioner Gordon: It was just—

Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I don't even have a name!

Barbara Gordon: Come on, Commissioner Gordon's Daughter. Let's get out of here.


Rick: Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Louie: Not really. I'm a pretty bad guy. I mean, I was helping Nazis.

Rick: Oh yeah. How was I just about to let that go?

Louie: I don't know. I'm probably going to betray you the first moment it's beneficial to me.

Rick: Yeah. I know.

Louie: That "beautiful friendship" line was really good though.

Rick: Thank you. 


Detective #1: (Slamming his fists on the interrogation room table) We caught you red-handed bringing Josh Baskin back to his family's house! Where were you keeping him?

Susan: I wasn't keeping him anywhere. I just followed him and then he transformed.

Detective #2: A likely story.

Detective #1: What did he transform into?

Susan: A kid, but he wasn't a kid before. He was an adult toy expert.

Detective #2: Did you engage in a sexual relationship while you had Josh in captivity?

Susan: I didn't have—

Detective #1: Answer the question!

Susan: Yes, but I told you, he wasn't a kid then. He was big! I swear, he was big!

Detective #2: Lady, you disgust me.

Detective #1: (signaling towards the two-way mirror) Lock her up. 

Wendy: So… your adventures are over.

Peter: Oh, no. To live… to live will be an awfully big adventure.

Moira: Wait a minute. What the hell is going on here? Is Toodles FLYING?

Peter: Yea—

Moira: And are you Peter Pan? You're the real version of a popular children's story and you didn't know that until a pirate stole our children? Or was that all supposed to be a dream?

Wendy: I think—

Moira: Or is it supposed to be ambiguous? If it's supposed to be ambiguous, why is Toodles flying?

Peter: Actually, it is weird that the kids could just fly back in the window, but I had to wake up in the gutter and see a garbageman who shockingly resembled Smee and momentarily doubt that any of the Neverland stuff really happened, but then Tinkerbell appeared and confirmed that it was all real.

Wendy: It's the magic of imagination, ok? We all learned a valuable lesson about the importance of childish wonder, so let's just keep gazing at the fat flying man and revel in our shared happiness.

Everyone looks off into the distance for a beat.

Jack: (To Wendy) Isn't it weird that you're only 57 right now, but that because of this you're going to play 70 year-olds for the next 30 years? 

Forrest: Did I ever tell you my momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." 

Forrest Jr. looks up at his father and smiles.

Forrest: Like AIDS. We both probably have AIDS