Batman1989

[As Grissom pours himself a drink in his penthouse, Jack Napier/The Joker enters and stands in the shadows]

Carl Grissom. That you, sugar bumps? [turns around] Who the hell are you?

The Joker. It's me.... "sugar bumps".

Carl Grissom. [alarmed] Jack? Oh...oh, thank God you're alive! I heard you'd been--

The Joker. Fried? Is that what you heard? You set me up.... over a woman. A WOMAN! You must be insane.

[Grissom guzzles his drink and reaches for a gun, but Jack draws on him first.]

The Joker:
Don't bother.

Carl Grissom. Your life won't be worth SPIT!

The Joker. I've been dead once already. It's very liberating. You should think of it as, uh, therapy.

Carl Grissom. Jack, listen. Maybe we can cut a deal.

The Joker. Jack? Jack is dead, my friend. [emerging into the light] You can call me...Joker. And as you can see, I'm a lot happier. [laughs maniacally while repeatedly shooting Grissom] Eh, what a day.