Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Evil scheme? Oh, a honey pot heist

-as long as you don't get bigger than them. -Yeah. You get it.

But it's mine now.

I don't have no problem, because I am actually...

I thought you were playing the role of "literal piece of shit."

A villain goes in alone,

Whoo-hoo, the salty language that comes outta your mouth.

-Okay. -[thudding]

I'm sorry. What's that?

Harley, I told you this, I work alone.

You know what, nevermind.

-But did he? -There must be something I'm missing.

I don't hate women!

-Don't make a thing of it. -[Frank crying]

Doesn't have a crew, yet still taking on Wonder Woman.

I painted it. Shh.

No, you need a shower.

-Go, girl. -A person who, for years you mind controlled...

Because plants do all this shit for her lazy ass.

The only time he heard rumblings from the outside world

He works for me, you oily bitch!

both uncut on a small ranch just outside of Muskogee.

Call me almighty Zeus. God of the sky and thunder.

You, me, and Psycho.

-Are we quitters? -[crowd] No!

and I was told I should ask what happened to you.