Narrator: Gotham State Prison, a grim and foreboding edifice. It, like politics, has been the last refuge of many a scoundrel.
Shame: Yeah, I gotta hand it to you, Calamity. You're a woman and a half. If you could just get rid of the other half.
Chief O'Hara: They were last seen heading north on the highway in a stolen tank.
Robin: Where in the world did they ever get a tank?
Chief O'Hara: Mad Man Otto's Used Tank Lot. Begorrah, is he mad now.
Commissioner Gordon: They found the tank on West 20th Street.
Batman: Is it still there?
Commissioner Gordon: No, they had towed it away. The parking meter had run out.
Batman: They probably removed the fingerprints as well. I think Mayor Linseed should make some... changes in his towing policy.
Commissioner Gordon: Oh. Tanks in the street, a horse in my outer office. Has the whole world gone batty? (Batman and Robin glare) Ha ha. Just an expression, Batman. No slight intended.
Batman: I understand.
Shame: And then we're going to do something which I like to refer to as The Great Train Robbery.
Fred: That's scarcely original, you know.
Shame: A big mouth is better when it's shut, Fred. So keep your tongue harnessed and you'll have a thin lip.
Fred: I stand chastised.