Deadshot:
Harley. Why don't you stop acting like a drunken stripper?
Harley Quinn:
You wanna tell me what the hell is going on, then? 'Cause...
[sniffs]
Harley Quinn:
I smell a rat.
Deadshot:
If they don't blow our heads off, we'll have to fight our way out of this city. I need you to play nice with the other children.
Harley Quinn:
And quietly return to my cage. Sure, okay. Hey, that's okay sellout. I get it. I get it. I know how the world works, okay? And when it comes to the heart, everyone for themselves, right?
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