Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And I love that fucking name, Huntress.

That little girl took my watch.

Fuck you. And fuck you.

[people laughing]

- She quit the same day. - [officer laughing]

...is so fucking dope.

The Crossbow Killer.

Sionis is gone, but it's just

And we found these buried in the mountains.

I'm a bitch and a boss And I shine like gloss

En un mundo de hipócritas, los sinceros somos los malos

Okay, I feel like I've just walked in on something I don't give two shits about.

Did she really tape you

- Okay. - I'll go with you.

[Rossi breathing heavily]

- [mafiosi chattering] - [Rossi] Yo, mind your debt.

Try my blood It's just a starter

Blow off a little steam.

You, I have something I want you to pick me up.

Uh... Yeah, sure.

Good. Fuck that guy.

I guess it proves the theory that hyenas really do have nine lives.

But you don't understand.

So, unless we all wanna die very unpleasant deaths

Oh, great name.

I'm a bitch, I'm a boss

And what terrible crime is that?

["Smile" playing]

[whispering] We're gonna get through this, okay?

Listen, if the DA is willing to throw himself

[Zsasz screaming]

- Toss that for me, will ya? - [yelps]

Wrist full of rocks And I hope I float

I've got got bridges to burn And places to run

One day you're gonna pick the wrong pocket, sis.

[shouting] I don't have rage issues.

Puddin' and I broke up.

Take her fucking dress off.

You know what my family gave me? Nothing.

Trying to step on my rungs

Now you're gonna say that you wanna kill me

Go get your car.

I'm not letting you sell the kid to him.

You know you can't stand on your own, Quinn.

Canary, you know what you have to do!

That's all the money I got in the world,

and let Roman go finger-fishing in the kid's intestinal tract,

I knew you couldn't be trusted. Roman's little bird.

I know the East End better than anybody.

What's the point of the badge,

I'm all on my lonesome.

I got it when I was embedded with the Mbangani tribe

"Gin and tonics at 5:00." "I'll have the duck."

- Oh. - [man] Ooh.

Oh, you're so under the thumb

[yelping] Help!

Yeah, I don't know who you think I am, lady, but I'm not her.

[singing] This is a man's world

...tragedy struck.

and all you've got is rumors and a hunch?

And took all the credit while he was at it.

You little fucking bird.

You don't know her like I do.

She's using it to fund a little crime-fighting outfit.

[Zsasz] She betrayed you, boss. She betrayed you.

She spends the next 15 years thinking only of revenge.

- No more - Mrs. Fucking Polite

[Harley] You're okay. You're okay.

Come on. Empty your pockets. All of it.

right in your dumb fucking face

It's my town and my ground And my hit-list

the gangbangers at the Booby Trap.

[Harley] Guys, come on. They're closing in.

- [Sionis's driver groaning] - [laughing]

- [explosion] - Jesus Christ.

Shut that door. Lock it.

The Harlequin of Hate? The Jester of Genocide?

Harleen Quinzel.

the half-million dollar reward on your head.

- [continues groaning] - I got you.

No. No! [screaming]

The guy making the play for the Bertinelli turf and fortune.

[thugs laughing menacingly]

I'm about to own this city.

you have to show them that you're serious.

What are you guys doing?

Got some number Written sloppy on your palm

and the fact that you're a filthy little thief, all suggest that you do.

let's find the Crossbow Killer. I get it.

Here. Get down. Come on. You'll be safe.

Should she come back another time, 'cause she's late?

- No more - Mrs. Sweet and Miss Nice

Did I, did I, did I finish?

Not tonight, Romy. Not tonight.

Bridges to burn And places to run

Did Harley really have tape me to toilet From a bound and gagged Princess Hannah

So basically, you have nothing.

So I set all of your records And your clothes on fire

A very special diamond.

Diamonds are a girl's best friend

we're gonna have to work together.

- [Harley laughing] - [screaming]

You don't need him

Fine. But if you try to run, I will kill you.

If he gets the diamond,

- Where's Cassandra Cain? - [muffled shouting]

[Lance] Why the fuck haven't you

She's a pickpocket. Her name's Cassandra Cain.

[man screaming]

A criminal. A murderer.

I do what I want 'Cause I know that I'm hot

Does she have to keep running?

- Ew. Gross. - What?

I call them dorky little do-gooders.