The Killing JokeBlu-ray Disc - 2016
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You know, it's funny. This reminds me of a joke. See, there were two guys locked in a lunatic asylum and one night... one night, they decided they didn't like that anymore. They decided to escape. So, they made it up to the roof and there, just across this narrow gap, they see rooftops, stretching across town, stretching to freedom. Now, the first guy, he jumps right across, no problem. But his friend, oh, no way, he's afraid of falling. So, the first guy has an idea. He says, "Hey, I got this flashlight with me. I'll shine it across the gap between the buildings and you can walk across the beam and join me." But the second guy says, "What do you think I am, crazy? You'll just turn it off when I'm halfway across!"
I'm out 100 grand, thanks to your frigging fiasco. And what do I get for it? The Bat and his bitch breathing down my neck. Bottom line, you're going to give me my money back, nephew, every cent. Otherwise you're going to become a very distant relative, very soon. Capisce?
-Okay, unc, whatever you say.
My uncle's a dinosaur, Lonny. By the time he finds out what we've done, he'll be extinct.
I don't want to have to hurt you.
-Why should you be different from all the other girls?
Can't make a nest without breaking a few eggs.
--No, it's cliche.
He was the biggest boss in Gotham.
-He was an artifact. He went out with phone booths and the porkpie hat. I'm the next evolution, baby. Today, it's all about brains and nerve and tech. That's how I got his money and that's how I'm going to get you.
Remembering's dangerous. I find the past such a worrying, anxious place. Yes, memory is so treacherous. One moment you're lost in a carnival of delight, childhood aromas, the flashing neon of puberty, all that sentimental candyfloss. The next, it takes you somewhere you don't want to be. Somewhere dark and cold, filled with damp, ambiguous-shaped things you'd rather forget. Memories can be vile, repulsive little brutes. Like children, no? ... But can we live without them?Memories are what our reason is based on. If we deny them, we deny reason itself. Although, what's wrong with that, really? It's not like we're contractually tied down to rationality. There is no sanity clause. So when you find yourself locked onto an unpleasant train of thought, headed for places in your past where the screaming is unavoidable... Remember this, there's always madness.
I've demonstrated there's no difference between me and everyone else. All it takes is one bad day. That's how far the world is from where I am, just one bad day. You had a bad day once, am I right?
Just guide us through this stinking factory so we can get to the joint next door. And stay far away from us
while we do the dirty work. It's like we're practically giving you money by cutting you in on this.
Yes! I go loony as a light bulb-battered bug. Simply loony. Sometimes foam and chew the rug. Mister, life is swell in a padded cell. It'll chase those blues away. You can trade your gloom for a rubber room and injections twice a day, just go loony like an acid casualty orr a Moonie or a preacher on TV. When the human race wears an anxious face, when the bomb hangs overhead, when your kid turns blue, It won't worry you ... You can smile and nod instead. When you're loony, then you just don't give a fig,
I mean, what is it with you? What made you what you are? Girlfriend killed by the mob, maybe? Brother carved up by some mugger? Something like that, I know. Because something like that happened to me. Sometimes, I remember it one way, sometimes another. If I'm going to have a past, I prefer it to be multiple choice. My point is... I went crazy. And I'm smart enough to admit it.
Anyway, me and my colleagues, we couldn't come up with one sound mind and body between us. So, we're counting on yours. What should be done with someone who has no regard for the law?
So, ordinary people don't crack. Maybe it's just you.
He says, "Hey, I got this flashlight with me. I'll shine it across the gap between the buildings and you can walk across the beam and join me." But the second guy says, "What do you think I am, crazy? You'll just turn it off when I'm halfway across."
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The batgirl in the graphic novel, excerpt from wiki: DC officially retired the hero in the one-shot comic Batgirl Special #1 (July 1988), written by Barbara Kesel. Later that year, Barbara Gordon appeared in Alan Moore's Batman: The Killing Joke. In this graphic novel, the Joker shoots and paralyzes Barbara in an attempt to drive her father insane, thereby proving to Batman that anyone can be morally compromised. Although events in The Killing Joke exert a great impact on the character, the story has little to do with her. She is employed as a plot device to cement the Joker’s vendetta against Commissioner Gordon and Batman. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbara_Gordon