Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Charles is one lucky son of a gun.

so Charles needn't try to cloud his favorite mind with simple tasks. so Charles needn't try to cloud his favorite mind with simple tasks.

and prepare for an all-out war with me and my army.

I'm coming for you, Quinn.

If she's still out there, Gotham isn't safe.

Huzzah! Harley! You are a hero!

What am I supposed to do? They're my parents.

An impetuous, spur of the moment thing.

Gordo, according to my intel, there's still one supervillain who is running amok.

We are gonna defeat Gordon.

Nothing happened in the pit, and I am absolutely being totally like myself.

or jump into any inter-dimensional portals.

So, yeah! He's a kind, loving, supportive partner.

I had to have the credit card company concierge read management the riot act

and that is them having superpowers,

Charles dear, over here!

and then they won't come to the wedding!

and show him once and for all that Harley Quinn is Gotham's true boss

-Um-- -Are you capable of wielding such power?

You didn't make a reservation.

So, what you're saying is I need an army.

[footsteps thudding]

-[both gasp] -[bike revs]

Yeah, I said, fuck you.

It's your funeral, old man.

God, I love you.

[audience screaming]

Definitely not. All my holes are filled up to the brim.

You're here today because you answered the call.

Ever since you and Ivy emerged from Bane's pit, you seem unlike yourself.

Babe, I'm so sorry.

who messed up the goddamn reservation, okay.

One goal, to die for your will.

Harley, what has gotten into you before?! Harley, what has gotten into you before?!

-Well, that's on brand. -Just disgusting.

This is what we were just saying.

I'm Harley Quinn. I'm impetuous!