Talk at the Madhouse

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"I'm gonna slice you up, and serve you in a high class restaurant!" Harley scram to the Joker, Deadshot holding her.

"Harley, remember the plan, let's go" he whispered.

"No, I have to kill him for everything he's done to me. Turning me into, me!"

"Hey! It's Harley Quinn!" another guard yelled.

"I got her! Don't worry!" Floyd yelled back.

"I'm gonna get you" Harley whispered.

"I'm counting on it, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Joker laughed.

"Let's go, Harley"

They left the intensive treatment to meet their teammates, who were supposed to be dropping from the sky, anytime now.

"I'm sorry, you know, for what happened back there" Harley said.

"It's ok, I know what he's done to make you wanna kill him"

"Yeah, but I got to meet you. If he hadn't made me cuckoo, I wouldn't be here"

"Technically, yes, you'd still be a psychiatrist here"

"Nah, Gotham isn't a place to stay at. Can't be to careful with all the psychos around"

"In your job, you could've used a bit of psychos"

"If I wanted money, I would've needed a lot"

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