They don't give a shit about people like you, Arthur. And they really don't give a shit about people like me either.
The worst part of having a mental illness is people expect you to behave as if you don't.
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— Okay, so that's it? You're crazy, that's your defence for killing three young men?
— No. They couldn't carry a tune to save their lives.
Oh come on, Murray. Do I look like the kind of clown that could start a movement? I killed those guys because they were awful. Everybody is awful these days. It's enough to make everyone crazy.
Ugh, why is everybody so upset about these guys? If it was me dying on the sidewalk you'd walk right over me! I pass you everyday and you don't notice me! But these guys? Well because Thomas Wayne would cry about them on TV?
— Murray, one small thing?
— Yeah?
— When you bring me out, can you introduce me as Joker?
For my whole life, I didn't know if I even really existed. But I do, and people are starting to notice.