Come on, you gruesome son of a bitch. Come to…

Come on, you gruesome son of a bitch. Come to me, come on!

The Joker

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My balloons. Those are my balloons. He stole my balloons! Why didn’t anyone tell me he had one of those… things? Bob, gun. [Bob hands him a gun, Joker shoots him] I’m gonna need a minute or two alone, boys. - View Quote Details on My balloons. Those are my balloons. He stole my balloons!…
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[to Bob] You must possess strength to inflict pain, Bob. We’ve got a flying mouse to kill, and I wanna clean my claws. - View Quote Details on [to Bob] You must possess strength to inflict pain, Bob…