You're not my enemy, Batman. I used to think defeating you was my main objective in life. No. You're merely a hindrance. My main goal now and forevermore will be a better world. If that means we cross swords, so be it, but... I've changed.
This place isn't a prison. There's no release date. No parole. Some sweaty, over-weight creep asks you to go down on him to prove you're fit to mingle with society... When you're scared enough - or hurt enough - to be quiet, to be "good"... Then they'll let you out. Or maybe they won't. And nobody gives a damn. You want me to help you?
Me? I'm a genius. I can make plants behave like animals and make animals into plants. And I'm part plant as well. It doesn't show. But I am... What am I? I am the Queen of the May, crowned in leaves, and blossom, and thorns. I am hope and beauty and truth. A symbol of growth in the dark times that are upon us... I am impossible. Woodruekilled me. You know that? I don't know what he gave me in those college experiments. But it killed me... killed her... birthed me... What am I? I am Poison Ivy.