Dr. Jonathan Crane Quotes in The Dark Knight (2008)

[Batman has just fought off Scarecrow and a group of Batman wannabes]

Batman: Don't let me find you out here again.

Brian: We're trying to help you!

Batman: I don't need help.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Not my diagnosis!

Brian: What gives you the right? What's the difference between you and me?

[Batman lowers himself into the Batmobile]

Batman: I'm not wearing hockey pads!

Jim Gordon: [Gordon and his men have been brought into Crane's kangaroo court] No lawyer, no witnesses? What sort of due process is this?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Your guilt has been determined. This is merely a sentencing hearing. Now, what will it be? Death or Exile?

Jim Gordon: Crane, if you think we're going to walk out on that ice willingly, you got another thing coming!

Dr. Jonathan Crane: So it's death then?

Jim Gordon: Looks that way.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Very well. Death!

[smashes gavel]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: By exile!

[Stryver is dragged to his kangaroo court trial]

Phillip Stryver: There's been a mistake! Take... take me to Bane! I wanna see Bane!

[He is brought before the makeshift court and forced to sit in a chair]

Phillip Stryver: Where is Bane?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: There's been no mistake, Mr. Stryver.

[Stryver looks up at Dr. Crane]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: You are Philip Stryver, executive vice-president of Daggett Industries? Who for years has been living off the blood and sweat of people less powerful than him?

Phillip Stryver: Call Bane. I'm... I am one of you!

[Bane is watching from the background]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Bane has no authority here. This is merely a sentencing hearing. Now, the choice is yours. Exile or death!

[the crowd starts chanting "DEATH!"]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: [smashes his gavel] Quiet!

Phillip Stryver: Ex... exile.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Sold!

[smashes gavel]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: To the man in the cold sweat!

[Stryver is dragged away and taken to the frozen shores beneath the Brooklyn Bridge, where mercenaries force him at gunpoint onto the ice]

Huge Inmate: Follow the thick ice. Try to swim - you're dead in minutes.

Phillip Stryver: Has anyone made it?

[the inmate turns away. Stryver walks over the ice. Partway across, the ice cracks under his weight, he falls into the freezing water, and drowns]

Carmine Falcone: [feigning insanity] Yeah, Doctor Crane, I can't take it anymore. It's all too much. "The walls are closing in." Blah, blah, blah. Couple more days of this food, it'll be true.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: What do you want?

Carmine Falcone: I want to know how you're gonna convince me to keep my mouth shut.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: About what? You don't know anything.

Carmine Falcone: I know you don't want the police to take a closer look at the drugs they seized. And I know about your experiments with the inmates of your nuthouse. See, I don't go into business with a guy without finding out his dirty secrets. And those goons you used - I own the muscle in this town. Now, I've been bringing your stuff in for months, so whatever he's planning, it's big, and I want in.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, I already know what he'll say: that we should kill you.

Carmine Falcone: [chuckling] No, even he can't get me in here. Not in my town.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: [sighs, then matter-of-factly] Would you like to see my mask? I use it in my experiments.

[takes out the Scarecrow mask]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Now, probably not very frightening to a guy like you, but these crazies, they can't stand it.

[he puts it on]

Carmine Falcone: So when did the nut take over the nuthouse?

[Crane sprays fear gas into Falcone's face; Falcone begins to scream in terror as the gas takes effect: Crane's voice is altered, and the mask appears to move like a real face]

The Scarecrow: They scream, and they cry. Much as you're doing now.

[Cuts to later outside Falcone's cell. He is still screaming]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, he's not faking, not that one. I'll talk to the judge and see if I can get him moved to the secure wing at Arkham. I can't treat him here.

Batman: Taste of your own medicine, doctor?

[gasses Crane with fear toxin]

Batman: What was your plan? Crane! Who are you working for?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: [terrified] ... Ra's. Ra's Al Ghul!

Batman: Ra's Al Ghul is dead. Who are you working for? Crane!

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Dr. Crane isn't here right now, but if you'd like to make an appointment...

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, the work offered by organized crime must have an attraction to the insane.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: [the lights have shut off] He's here.

Arkham Thug #1: Who?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: The Batman.

Arkham Thug #1: What do we do?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: What anyone does when a prowler comes around... call the police.

Arkham Thug #1: You want the cops here?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: At this point, they can't stop us. But the Batman has a talent for disruption. Force him outside, the police will take him down. Go.

Arkham Thug #1: [indicating Rachel] What about her?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Ah, she hasn't got long. I gave her a concentrated dose. The mind can only take so much. Now, go!

Crane Thug #2: [hesitant] The things they say about him... can he really fly?

Crane Thug #1: I heard he can disappear.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, we'll find out, won't we?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: I am more than aware that you are not intimidated by *me*, Mr. Falcone. But you know who I'm working for, and when he gets here...

Carmine Falcone: He-he's coming to Gotham?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Yes he is. And when he gets here, he's not gonna want to hear that you have endangered our operation just to get your thugs out of a little jail time.

[Falcone has been committed to Arkham]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Outside, he was a giant. In here, only the mind can grant you power.

Rachel Dawes: You enjoy the reversal?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: I respect the mind's power over the body. It's why I do what I do.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: [to Rachel Dawes] This is where we make the medicine. Perhaps you should have some. Clear your head.

Rachel Dawes: You really think a man who butchers people for the mob doesn't belong in prison?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, I would hardly have testified to that otherwise, would I?

Rachel Dawes: This is the *third* of Carmine Falcone's thugs you've had declared insane and moved into your asylum.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: The work offered by organized crime must have an attraction to the insane.

[starts to walk away]

Rachel Dawes: [calling after him] ... Or the corrupt!

Dr. Jonathan Crane: [to Rachel's boss] Mr. Finch. I think you should check with Miss Dawes here just what implications your office has authorized her to make. If any.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: [after being called down to Arkham by Rachel. She is observing Falcone, who is muttering "scarecrow" over and over] Miss Dawes, this is most irregular. I have nothing further to add to the report I filed with the judge.

Rachel Dawes: I have questions about your report.

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Such as?

Rachel Dawes: Isn't it convenient for a 52 year old man who has no history of mental illness to suddenly have a complete psychotic breakdown, just when he's about to be indicted?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Well, as you can see for yourself, there is nothing "convenient" about his symptoms.

[They look at Falcone, still muttering "Scarecrow"]

Rachel Dawes: What's "scarecrow"?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Patients suffering delusional episodes often focus their paranoia on an external tormentor. Usually one conforming to Jungian archetypes. In this case, a scarecrow.

[pause]

Dr. Jonathan Crane: Outside, he was a giant. In here, only the mind can grant you power.

Rachel Dawes: You enjoy the reversal?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: I respect the mind's power over the body. It's why I do what I do.

Rachel Dawes: Crane?

Dr. Jonathan Crane: No, Scarecrow!