Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Ya never loved me. -Come on.

Yeah, yeah! You know, I am so gonna show the world

[stammering] Yes, but I thought up that great "plus one" line.

I don't know, tomorrow? I've kinda got my hands full right now.

It just seems like every time I turn around,

[Frank the plant] I did not ask for a fuckin' roommate.

It's me, Joker!

I don't know, hon.

I made some bread puddin' for my puddin'.

Hey, Riddler. I got some notes on your show.

Oh, just give it a minute, you'll go into shock.

And it wasn't an engagement ring.

-Yep. This is it. Let's go. -Unless...

And God help us if you get to Gotham's bladder!

"Knew you'd make it out. Let's forget the past.

was just finding 150 gallons of this shit.

Oh, boo-fuckin'-hoo.

Yes, no, please continue with your bullshit.

-but I couldn't possibly let this punctuation prick... -[Riddler] Hey!

Ugh, look what all those months in Arkham did to my poor babies.

Oh, it's a heartbreaking goodbye.

-[high-pitched ringing] -[Harley groaning]

[screaming] I'm in a lot of pain!

But in this fight, I'm afraid I have to

[romantic music playing]

-[babbling] -[bankers gagging]

-[alarm blaring] -[guns firing]

-[clearing throat] -Oh, hey, Harley.

Do you remember how you diagnosed me?

Asks the guy who fucks bats.

Till death do us part.

-[metallic clanging] -Hmm.

Also, are those raisins?

You're not supposed to take his face off yet. I had this covered.

but not your own son's birthday!

It's me, dickhead.