Mr. Freeze: The snow is beautiful, don't you think? Clean. Uncompromising.
Batman: ...and cold.
Mr. Freeze: Like the swift hand of vengeance.
Batman: I saw what happened to your wife. I'm sorry.
Mr. Freeze: I'm beyond emotions. They've been frozen dead in me.
Batman: That suit you wear... a result of the coolant?
Mr. Freeze: Very good... a detective to the last. I can no longer survive out of a sub-zero environment. Tonight I mean to pay back the man who ruined my life... our lives.
Batman: Even if you have to kill everyone in the building to do it?
Mr. Freeze: Think of it Batman. To never again walk upon a summer's day with a hot wind in your face and a warm hand to hold. Oh yes, I'd kill for that.