Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Prepare to die!

Because parents always love me.

Gordo, I have a flying army from a hell planet under my control.

What do you really want?

and we take out Gotham by supper.

-Uh-uh, it's yours. -Don't think so.

Pam, I must say, I like your style.

I have to be honest, I am very scared about this whole thing.

[grunts and laughs]

Now that you say it,

A want that was not met.

This mean I won?

You heard about what he did to Two-Face,

Mr. President, Jim Gordon,

Can you guess? Kelp.

-Not buying it. -I don't give a shit!

Yeah, you've made that whole kissing thing really clear, Harley.

-Mother, I am so sorry. -Oh, God.

I'm gonna go into his mind,

This is just my Wednesday, bitch.

Plus, where are we going to get an army?

We kiss Darkseid's ring,

Honey, I will make sure that they love me.

Rise, Harley Quinn, commander of my Parademon army.

where something crazy happened.

-Too late. -Hey, you're not allowed onstage.

See you back at home?

and we still got stuck here with the hoi polloi.

Well, look at that. A booth just opened up.

-Hundred percent. -We weren't really thinking.

Nothing happened!

An anger, born from a want.