Hoyt Vaughn: How the fuck do I know? Why does anybody do anything?
Thomas Wayne: Can I help you, pal?
Arthur Fleck: I don't know what to say.
Thomas Wayne: Do you want an autograph, or something?
Arthur Fleck: No. My name is Arthur. Penny Fleck is my mother.
Thomas Wayne: Jesus. You're the guy that came to my house yesterday.
Arthur
Fleck: Yes. I'm sorry, I just showed up. But my mother told me everything, and I had to talk to you.
Thomas Wayne: Look, pal, I'm not your father. What's wrong with you.
Arthur Fleck: Because I think you are.
Thomas Wayne: Well, that's impossible. Because you were adopted, and I never slept with your mother. What do
you want from me? Money?
Arthur Fleck: No, I don't. I wasn't adopted.
Thomas Wayne: Jesus, she never told you?
Arthur Fleck: What?
Thomas Wayne: Your mother adopted you while she was working for us.
Arthur Fleck: That's not true. Why are you saying that?
Thomas
Wayne: But she was arrested and committed to Arkham State Hospital when you were just a little boy.
Arthur Fleck: Why are you saying this? I don't need you to tell me lies! I know it seems strange! I don't mean to make you uncomfortable! I don't know why! Dad, I just want a little bit of fucking decency! What is it with you people? You say that stuff about my
mother!
Thomas Wayne: She's crazy.
Arthur Fleck: She's...
[Starts laughing uncontrollably]
Thomas Wayne: You think this is funny? Is this a joke to you?
Arthur Fleck: [still laughing] Dad, its me! Come on!
Thomas Wayne: [punches Arthur in the face] Touch my son again, I'll
fucking kill you.
[last lines]
Arkham Psychiatrist: What's so funny?
Arthur Fleck: Just thinking of a joke.
[Arthur continues laughing as the last scene cuts to Bruce standing in from of his dead parents in the alley before cutting back to the interrogation room]
Arkham Psychiatrist: Do you want to tell it to me?
Arthur
Fleck: You wouldn't get it.
Gary: [Arthur is packing up his locker at the clown company] I heard what happened? Sorry, mate.
Randall: Yeah, it doesn't seem fair, getting fired like that.
Haha's Clown: Did you really bring a gun to a children's hospital, Arty? What the fuck would you do that for?
Haha's Clown: Is that part of your new
act, Arthur? The dancing didn't do the trick, you were just going to shoot yourself?
[the other clown employees start to laugh]
Arthur Fleck: Why don't you ask Randall about it? It was his gun.
Randall: What?
Arthur Fleck: I still owe you for that, don't I?
Randall: What the fuck are you talking
about? Stop talking out of your as, Art.
Arthur Fleck: [Arthur honks the clown horn, tosses it aside, and walks off, but returns] Arthur Fleck: Oh, no. I forgot to punch out.
[he punches the timestamp machine, laughs as it breaks and leaves]
Penny Fleck: [referring to Thomas Wayne] He's an extraordinary man, Happy. A very powerful man. We were in love. He said it was best that we not be together because of appearances. And I couldn't tell anyone because, well, I signed some papers. And besides, you can imagine what people would say about Thomas and me, what they'd say about you.
Arthur Fleck:
What would they say, Mom?
Arthur Fleck: [from filmed stand-up performance] It's funny, when I was a little boy and told people I wanted to be a comedian, everyone laughed at me.
[spreads arms open wide]
Arthur Fleck: Well, no one's laughing now!
Murray Franklin: [onstage at his talk show] You can say that again, pal!
Good Morning Host: [Arthur and Penny are watching the news about the three Wayne Enterprises businessmen that Arthur shot and killed on the subway] There seems to be a groundswell of anti-rich sentiment in the city. It's almost as if our less fortunate brethrens are taking the side of the killer.
Thomas Wayne: Yes, that is a shame. It's one of the reasons
why I'm considering a run for mayor. Gotham's lost its way.
Good Morning Host: What about the eyewitness report of the suspect being a man in a clown mask?
Thomas Wayne: Well, it makes total sense to me. What kind of coward would do something that coldblooded? Someone who hides behind a mask. Someone who is envious of those more fortunate than
themselves. Yet they're too scared to show their own face. And it's those kind of people that change for the better, those of us who've made something of our lives, will always look at those who haven't, as nothing but clowns.
Penny Fleck: [Arthur laughs] Penny Fleck:
[to Arthur]
Penny Fleck: That's not funny.
Arthur Fleck: [Arthur goes to Wayne Manor where he sees young Bruce and does a clown rooting form before talking to him through the gates] Hi. What's your name?
Bruce Wayne: I'm Bruce.
Arthur Fleck: Bruce. I'm Arthur.
[He sticks his hands through the gate, puts his fingers on Bruce's face lifting the corners of his mouth as if
to make him smile]
Alfred Pennyworth: Bruce! Bruce! Get away from that man.
Arthur Fleck: It's okay. I'm a good guy.
Alfred Pennyworth: How do you do? Who are you?
Arthur Fleck: I'm here to see Mr. Wayne.
Alfred Pennyworth: Well, you shouldn't be speaking to his son
[Giving back the fake flowers Arthur gave Bruce]
Alfred Pennyworth: Why did you give him these flowers?
Arthur Fleck: No, they're not real. It's magic. I was just trying to make Bruce smile.
Alfred Pennyworth: Well, it's not funny, is it? Do I need to call the police?
Arthur Fleck: No, please. My
mother's name is Penny. Penny Fleck. She used to work here years ago. Can you please tell Mr. Wayne I need to see him?
Alfred Pennyworth: You are her son?
Arthur Fleck: Yeah. Did you know her? I know about the two of them. She told me everything.
Alfred Pennyworth: There's nothing to know. There is no "them." Your mother was
delusional. She was a sick woman.
Arthur Fleck: Don't say that.
Alfred Pennyworth: Just go. Before you make a fool of yourself.
Arthur Fleck: Thomas Wayne is my father.
Alfred Pennyworth: [Alfred starts laughing, causing Arthur in anger to put his hand through the gates around Alfred's neck and starts
to choke him] Let go of me! Let go! Let go of me!
[Arthur looks at Bruce watching with fear, he turns and runs off]
Detective Garrity: Mr. Fleck. Sorry to bother you. I'm Detective Garrity this is my partner, Detective Burke. We have a few questions for you, but you weren't home. So we spoke with your mother.
Arthur Fleck: Oh. What did you say to her? Did you do this?
Detective Garrity: What? No.
Detective Burke: No, no,
no. We just asked her some questions. She got hysterical. Hyperventilating, collapsed...
Arthur Fleck: Yeah, but the doctor said she had a stroke.
Detective Garrity: We're sorry to hear about that. But like I said, I still have some questions for you. They're about to subway killings that happened last week. You've heard about them right?
Arthur Fleck: Yeah. It's horrible.
Detective Garrity: Right.
Detective Garrity: So we spoke with your boss, over at Ha-Ha's. He said you were fired for bringing a gun into the children's hospital. Is that true, Mr. Fleck?
Arthur Fleck: It's a prop. It's part of my act. I'm a party clown.
Detective Burke: All right, so why were you fired?
Arthur Fleck: They said I wasn't funny enough. Can you imagine that? Now if you don't mind, I have to go take care of my mother.
Detective Burke: Your boss also gave us one of your cards. This condition of yours, The laughing, is it real, or some sort of clown thing?
Arthur Fleck: A clown thing?
Detective Garrity: Yeah. I mean, part of your act?
Arthur Fleck: What do you think?
[Arthur turns and starts walking towards the hospital doors, but walks into the glass door]
Detective Garrity: It's exit only.
Arthur Fleck: How 'bout another joke, Murray?
Murray Franklin: No, I think we've had enough of your jokes.
Arthur Fleck: What do you get...
Murray Franklin: I don't think so.
Arthur Fleck: ...when you cross...
Murray Franklin: I think we're done here now, thank
you.
Arthur Fleck: ...a mentally ill loner with a society that abandons him and treats him like trash?
Murray Franklin: Call the police, Gene, call the police.
Arthur Fleck: I'll tell you what you get! You get what you fuckin' deserve!
[Joker shoots Murray in the head, killing him instantly]