Batman Begins

Your anger gives you great power. But if you let it, it will destroy you.

And why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves up.

Crime can not be tolerated. Criminals thrive on the indulgence of society's understanding.

You have sacrificed sure footing for a killing stroke.

Create enough hunger and everyone becomes a criminal.

You have learned to bury your guilt with anger. I will teach you to confront it, and to face the truth. You know how to fight six men. We can teach you how to engage six hundred. You know how to disappear. We can teach you to become truly invisible.

— Why bats, Master Wayne?
— Bats frighten me. It's time my enemies shared my dread.

You're out at night, looking for kicks, someone's passing around the weaponized hallucinogens...

— As a symbol I can be incorruptible, I can be everlasting.
— What symbol?
— Something elemental, something terrifying.

— What are you waiting for?
— Backup.
— Backup?
— The Batman's in there. SWAT's on the way.

— You're vigilantes.
— No, no, no. A vigilante is just a man lost in the scramble for his own gratification. He can be destroyed, or locked up. But if you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, and if they can't stop you, then you become something else entirely.
— Which is?
— Legend, Mr. Wayne.

Nice ride.

Criminals thrive on the indulgence of society's understanding.

— Solitary.
— Why?
— For protection.
— I don't need protection.
— Protection for them.

— You are stronger than your father.
— You didn't know my father.
— But I know the rage that drives you. That impossible anger strangling the grief, until the memory of your loved one is just... poison in your veins. And one day, you catch yourself wishing the person you loved had never existed so you'd be spared your pain.