Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-What are you doing? -Jesus Christ, I'm getting us the fuck out of here.

We were on a yacht with these bankers.

-Hi, how are you doing? -[machine gun firing]

-Oh, well, mine's 203-- -Don't care.

so no one tell me who won Best Lighting in a Musical.

-[all gasp] -How dare you?

Yes! I mean darn.

I brought in the Parademons. I took in Psycho. I caused all of this.

You always fixed our oven so fast,

[chuckles] Well, I escaped the mall.

-Harley? Well, well, well... -Riddler?

Indeed! I paused the Tonys and I'm DVRing it,

What about you, Clayface?

We're in a business partnership based on mutual respect, idiot.

Well, darn it, it felt like a past life!

and helping you take down that angry little shvants in a tux.

The storybook is real? Where is it?

All I know is, right now, you're the last person I wanna be around!

You gotta be kidding me.

Why don't you just brainwash me and end this?

Ah, those Parademons took out the communications system.

Then I'm gonna take over Gotham

I got enough drama in my life.

No more autopilot! Buckle up, Quinn.

How can he call himself Batman if he's not part bat?

That's not true. You get to hit the button.