Suicide Squad

— How are you not dead?
— We-we just saved the world. A "thank you" would be nice.
— Thank you.
— You're welcome.
— So, we did all of this and we don't get shit?
— 10 years off you prison sentences.
— Nah, that's not enough. I'm seeing my daughter.
— That can be arranged. An other requests?
— An Espresso machine.
— Bet.

— Are you the devil?
— Maybe.

I'm a man, okay? I ain't no weapon. I'm gonna die in peace before I raise my fists again.

— You can just kill me right now but... I'm going to have a drink.
— Hey, Deadshot, I need your help.
— No, sir. You need a miracle.

— What? Yo, get out of here? Won't fit anymore? Too much junk in the trunk?
— Nah. Every time I put this on, somebody dies.
— And?
— I like putting it on.
— Goody. Something tells me a whole lotta people are about to die.

— Seriously? What the hell is wrong with you people?
— We're bad guys. It's what we do.

— We lose a national hero... But you sit there looking like the cat that ate the canary.
— I've eaten a lot of canaries.

— Pussy.
— I will knock your ass out. I do not care that you're a girl.

— Puddin'! You got all dressed up for me?
— 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.

— There's your pep talk.
— Compared to your shit, she killed it.

I'm gonna get you there. And you're gonna end this. I'm gonna carry your ass if I have to. 'Cause this shit is gonna be like a chapter in the Bible. Everybody's gonna know what we did. And my daughter is gonna know that her daddy… is not a piece of shit.

She's crazier than him. And more fearless.

— I'm not much of a joiner but... Maybe we should?
— Hey. She's trying to take over the world.
— So? What's the world ever done for us anyway? It hates us.

I'm known to be quite vexing. I'm just forewarning you.

— All right, I'm gonna kill him.
— Well, you better make it quick 'cause he's gonna kill all of us one by one.
— I'm gonna drop him, the sword lady. 5 or 7 of these seals. After that, I'm gonna need some help, you down?
— Always. What about the shit in our necks?
— Your friend's gonna help us out with that, right?
— You're my friend, too.
— Stay evil, doll face. Spread the word.