Mayor Linseed: "I had no other choice, Mister Wayne. My wife is such a devoted follower of Miss Clavicle's crusade for women that she refused to cook or clean or wash my shirts until I appointed Miss Clavicle Commissioner of Police."
Dick: "Awww, come on, Aunt Harriet? Just one more h'ordeurve, huh?"
Harriet: "After all that shrimp salad? No indeed, Dick Grayson, I'm not going to see you have nightmares!"
Fred the news anchor: "Perhaps all our prayers are best summed up by my small son Harold, just eight years old. Kneeling beside his little bed, hands clasped reverently before him, he said, 'God bless Mommy. God bless Daddy. God bless my dog Spot. And please, Batman, whoever you are behind that mask of yours, please save us.'"
Restaurant Maitre d': "Batman, Robin. Trouble or pleasure?"
Mr. Ladd: "Bless you, Batman. Every law-abiding citizen of Gotham City goes with you today in spirit."
Secretary: "And if it were possible, in body!"
Citizen (about Batman): "Oh, that divine cowl. I wonder if it comes in any other color?"
Aunt Harriet (about Bruce and Dick): "Oh, those two. Hither, tither and yon!"
Penguin: "Do we live under a code of law or a costumed madman's feelings?"
Judge: "Point well taken, Mister Penguin."
Clergyman: "Do you, Marsha, take this Batman to be your lawful wedded husband?"
Sandman: "Where do you keep your financial records?"
J. Pauline Spaghetti: "In my dressing table just like any other woman."
Alfred Slye: "I'm a criminal attorney. It says so on my letterhead."
Riddler's henchman: "Want a piece of cheese?"
King Boris: "Not without a good vintage port, you lackey."