What the hell kind of man decides to dress up as a bat and run around the city? There's got to be something a little bit loose in there.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
We are starting off with our own different characters and our own laws and everything, looking at Bruce Wayne and how he came to be the person that he was and how he comes to be this man that jumps around in the Bat suit.
I bat righty.
Used to be bats had thick handles and a big barrel. Then they found it's not the size of the bat that gets home runs - it's the speed with which you can swing it.
I'm not afraid to swing the bat. If they elect to pitch to me, I'm going to swing. I'm not as picky as Mr. Sheffield. I'll swing at something over my head.
I was much entertained last summer with a tame bat, which would take flies out of a person's hand.
I've got a right to knock down anybody holding a bat.
The bat is gone, but the smile remains.
Bats have no bankers and they do not drink and cannot be arrested and pay no tax and, in general, bats have it made.
It makes no difference to me what kind of bat I have. For instance, I often grab the first bat I come across when I go up to the plate. Muggsy McGraw uses a light stick and Jake Stenzel uses a heavy one, but I'm liable to take any one of the miscellaneous lot that falls in my way.
It's especially gratifying to have done a film like 'Eight Men Out' because it's hard not to have fun when there are so many bats and balls around.