The Joker: Are you sweet talking me? Ha. Ha. Ha. I love this guy. He’s so intense.
[looking over to Harley]
Monster T: You’re lucky man. You got a bad bitch.
The Joker: Oh, that she is. The fire in my loins. The itch in my crotch. The one, the only, the infamous Harley Quinn!
[he whistles over to Harley to come over]
The Joker: Oh, come to Daddy.
Harley Quinn: Puddin’.
The Joker: Oh yeah. Listen, you are my gift to this handsome hunka hunka! You belong to him now.
[Harely sits on Monster T’s lap]
Harley Quinn: Well. You’re cute. You want me? I’m all yours.
Monster T: I don’t want no beef.
The Joker: You don’t want no beef? You don’t want no beef?
Harley Quinn: Why, what’s wrong?
The Joker: You don’t want no beef?
Harley Quinn: You don’t like me? Fine. Don’t waste my time then.
Monster T: This is your lady.
The Joker: Look, are you enjoying yourself?
Monster T: No. That’s your lady, Joker.
The Joker: That’s right. Yeah. Yo, J.
[Joker shoots Monster T]