Dick Grayson: [Bruce lays down the Bat-phone] What is it, Bruce?
Bruce Wayne: The Riddler.
Dick Grayson: Holy triple feature! Won't that crook ever learn?
Bruce Wayne: That's a good question.
[pushes the button hidden in the bust to reveal the Bat-poles]
Bruce Wayne: While we ponder it... To the Bat-poles.
[as they run towards the Bat-poles, they almost trip on each other's feet]
Bruce Wayne: Excuse me.
Batman: Mother Gotham never baked this pie... it's topped with sleeping cream.
Alfred: You don't fancy, sir, that this famous desperado intends to stoop to the robbery of a lemonade stand?
Batman: You've hit it! It fits like my glove.
Commissioner Gordon: [drinking from the Riddler's spiked lemonade] Morrie Whittle's better than Honus Wagner?
Chief O'Hara: 50 times better.
Commissioner Gordon: You're an ignorant oaf, Chief O'Hara. I wonder why I keep you in my department.
Chief O'Hara: Your Royal Highness, often I wondered why I don't resign!
Von Bloheim: Achtung! Der Fledermaus! The Batman spots us!
The Riddler: Riddle me this, my criminal crew! When does the Boy Wonder rhyme with "bubble"?
Pauline: When he's in trouble?
The Riddler: Wrong! When he's double!
The Riddler: Split in two halves, right down the middle!
Bakery Worker: Well you take those pies down to shipping. That's at the other end of the plant.
The Riddler: Ah, but these are special pies - whipped sleeping cream and nuts.
Bakery Worker: Whipped sleeping cream and nuts?
The Riddler: Nuts to you.
[hits him with pie]