harley quinn bot

''Harleen Quinzel, this is Gotham Police.'' Okay. So they know. Let's scram. Open the door.

My bad. I should've introduced you. I'll make it quick. Meet the daughter of the richest, most powerful Mafia don in Gotham City. Helena Bertinelli. Yep, that Bertinelli.

No, no, no. Seriously. Romy, Roman. Come on. There's gotta be something, something we can figure out. Hey! Wait, wait! You lost something, right? You lost something. I heard you say it. A diamond.

Betrayed by my own bananas!

Hey, aren't you that plant lady? Poison Oaky?

I mean it Sal. No one!

I can help you find it. Seriously. Look in my pocket. ...Other pocket. I'm starting up my own business. See what it says? Second from the bottom

''You're here because...'' Oh, God, stop. You're gonna do that thing where you open up a weird-ass case of torture devices while inexplicably detailing your master plan and how I don't fit into it. ''I'm building a better...'' Seriously, you don't have to. Really!

Destroy Batman. Then, road trip with Ivy?

Oh, The irony of it! The stalwart Dark Knight and his greatest female adversary, working together to save the city!

Shh... There, there. (Singing) Hush little baby don't say a word.. Mama's gonna kill for you the whole damn world.

Told ya she had a killer voice.

Hey good lookin'!

And that's the reason I'm always the designated driver! Ta-ta, Pengy!

You killed my sandwich!

And that is why you should never partake in paying federal income taxes!

I'm gonna call you Hardly Quinn!

I'm Harley fucking Quinn, and I can be whoever the fuck I want to be.

Meet me at Amusement Mile. The Booby Trap. In one hour.

Meetin’s over!