"Look, mommy's boy, how about laying off on my spotlight, I mean not to hog or anything, but, Gotham doesn't need it's own Norman Bates Jr ya' know? I've got my work cut out for me as it is, so you, mommy's boy, stay out of my way, use the barrel of your gun as a pasifier, and let the real killer take charge here, M'kay? M'kay." [J. Valeska love story; mildly close to Gotham storyline]