The Joker: Would you die for me?
Harley Quinn: Yes.
The Joker: That's too easy. Would you live for me?

[Harley smashes a shop window]
Rick Flag: Seriously? The hell's wrong with you people?
Harley Quinn: [takes a purse] We're bad guys. It's what we do.

Harley Quinn: [at a bar] Whatcha having, K.C.?
Deadshot: Bloody Mary, right?
Killer Croc: Drink dulls the mind.
Harley Quinn: K.C., it's the end of the world. Have a drink with us.
Killer Croc: Beer.
Captain Boomerang: There he is. Give the man a beer.
Harley Quinn: How about you, hot stuff?
Diablo: Water.
Harley Quinn: That's a good idea, honey.
[pours water]
Harley Quinn: Ninja? You want some sake?
Katana: Whiskey.
Harley Quinn: Whiskey.
Deadshot: [points to shot glass] What am
I, 12?

The Joker: What do we have here?
Dr. Harleen Quinzel: I did everything you said. I helped you.
The Joker: Ah. You helped me. By erasing my mind? What few faded memories I had! No. You left me in a black hole of rage and confusion. Is that the medicine you practice, Dr. Quinzel?
Dr. Harleen Quinzel: What are
you gonna do? You gonna kill me, Mr. J?
The Joker: What? Oh, I'm not gonna kill ya. I'm just gonna hurt ya... really, really bad.
Dr. Harleen Quinzel: You think so? Well, I can take it.
The Joker: [puts belt in her mouth] I wouldn't want you to break those perfect porcelain-capped teeth when the juice hits your brain.

Rick Flag: You disobey me, you die.
[Killer Croc growls]
Rick Flag: You try to escape, you die. You otherwise irritate or vex me... and guess what? You die.
Harley Quinn: I'm known to be quite vexing. I'm just forewarning you.
Rick Flag: Lady, shut up!

The Joker: I love this guy. He's so intense!
Monster T: [looking at Harley dancing] Mmm. You're a 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!
[whistles for Harley]
The Joker: Ooh, come to Daddy.
Harley Quinn: Puddin'!
[laughs]
The Joker: Listen, you are my gift to this handsome hunka hunka! You belong to him now.
Harley Quinn: Well...
[barks at Monster T and laughs]
Harley Quinn: 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?
[mocking]
The Joker: You don't want no beef? You don't want no beef?
Harley Quinn: Why, what's wrong? 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?
The Joker: No. That's your lady, Joker.
The Joker: That's right.

Amanda Waller: [narrating] And that was just the beginning.
[Joker and Harley drive crazily through Gotham City when Batman starts to follow]
Harley Quinn: Come on, Puddin'. Do it!
The Joker: Oh. We have got company.
Harley Quinn: Batsy, Batsy, Batsy.
Amanda Waller: [narrating]
She's crazier than him. And more fearless.
[Batman leaps onto the roof of the car]
Harley Quinn: Stupid Bats, you're ruining date night!
[Harley attempts to shoot Batman through the roof]

Amanda Waller: [narration] Before she ran off and joined the circus, she was known as Dr. Harleen Quinzel. A psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum. She was assigned to The Clown himself.
The Joker: Dr. Quinzel. You know, I live for these moments with you. What do you got?
Harley Quinn: I got you a kitty.
The Joker: So
thoughtful.
Amanda Waller: [narration] She thought she was curing him, but she was falling in love.
The Joker: There is something you could do for me, Doctor.
Harley Quinn: Anything. I mean, yeah.
The Joker: I need a machine gun
Harley Quinn: A machine gun?
Amanda
Waller: [narration] Talk about a workplace romance gone wrong.

Diablo: Don't touch me, man!
Deadshot: Don't touch you? What you gonna do?
Diablo: Don't touch me!
Deadshot: I'm touching you. I'm touching you. Do something.
Diablo: Don't touch me!
Deadshot: Do something!
Diablo: You wanna see something?
Deadshot: Oh, yeah, I wanna see...
Diablo: You wanna see something?
Deadshot: Yes, I wanna see something!
[Diablo goes berserk and shoots fire everywhere then turns and stares a Deadshot]
Diablo: I was trying to get you there. Phil Jackson. We good, right?

Harley Quinn: You got all dressed up for me?
The Joker: Oh, you know I'd do anything for you. By the way, I've got some grape soda on ice and a bear skin rug waiting.
Harley Quinn: Yeah?
Frost: Boss, we got a problem!
[the Joker's helicopter is struck by a missile]
The Joker:
Huh? This bird... is baked. Okay honey, it's me and you.
Harley Quinn: Let's do it!