Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Joke's on you, Joker.
["La Cucaracha" horn playing]
[whirring]
It's actually just margarita mix.
during the 1976 Montreal Games?
-No wonder your dad doesn't remember your birthday! -[crying]
-[choking] -[thuds]
that I spent my entire Saturday setting up something this fucking stupid.
No, you know what I meant. God, listen, puddin',
Yeah, 'cause I'm callin' a cab.
Wait a minute, what are you doing here?
Love the new look.
[all screaming]
-Frank, Jesus. -[Frank groans]
-And, as sure as I am that he fucks bats... -Okay.
and she needs to end it and find her own identity and... [gasps]
And if you just stopped sabotaging yourself--
But for the record, he does have a point.
[giggling uncontrollably]
What the fuck just happened?
Till death do us part.
He's never showing up.
so we're square for you breaking me out of Arkham?
-[whimpers] -[body thuds]
[whirring]
Screw that guy!
No, she's not! She doesn't call the shots!
Which is what you sound like!
but I'd never deny you the pleasure of buying me time to escape.
Just to be clear. You don't find this charming, right?
If there's no riddle, why are we here?
Puddin'? What the fuck are ya doing?
Leave Joker for who?