Suicide Squad Page #2

of rage and confusion.

Am I not the medicine you practice,

Dr. Quinzel?

What are you gonna do?

You gonna kill me, Mr. J?

What?

Oh, I'm not gonna kill you.

I'm just gonna hurt ya...

really, really bad.

You think so?

Well, I can take it.

I wouldn't want you to break those

perfect porcelain cap teeth

when the juice hits your brain.

La la.

La la la.

They became the king and

queen of Gotham city.

And god help anyone

who disrespected the queen.

We finally meet.

He don't shake hands.

But sit down and have a drink.

Hey, J.

On behalf of everybody,

welcome back.

I wanted to come by and

personally say thank you.

You making me good money.

I'm making you good money.

Are you sweet talking me?

Ha. Ha. Ha.

I love this guy.

He's so intense!

You're lucky man.

You got a bad b*tch.

Oh, that she is.

The fire in my loins.

The itch in my crotch.

The one, the only,

the infamous Harley Quinn!

Oh, come to Daddy.

- Puddin'!

- Oh yeah.

Listen..

You are my gift to this

handsome hunka hunka!

You belong to him now.

Well.

You're cute!

You want me?

I'm all yours.

I don't want no beef.

You don't want no beef?

You don't want no beef?

- Why, what's wrong? You don't like me?

- You don't want no beef?

Fine.

Don't waste my time then.

This is your lady.

Look...

Are you enjoying yourself?

No.

That's your lady, joker.

- That's right.

- Yeah.

Yo, J.

And that was just the beginning.

Come on, puddin'.

Do it!

Oh...

We have got company.

Batsy, Batsy, Batsy.

She's crazier than him.

And more fearless.

Stupid bat, you're ruining date night!

Puddin'.

Puddin', I can't swim!

But the bat got her, too.

She's in the same hole as Deadshot.

And then there's the aussie.

Digger Harkness.

Or as the tabloids call him.

Capitan Boomerang.

Captain boomerang

fetishes:
Font color="#ff80c0" pink unicorns

We're gonna be rich.

Yeah, you and me, mate.

Go and get the car.

He robbed every bank in Australia

at least once.

Then he came to America

for a fresh target set.

Doesn't work well with others.

No honor among thieves, eh?

But he tangled with a metahuman

and lived to tell about it.

And have you heard of

the pyro kinetic homeboy?

How'd you catch him?

We didn't.

He surrendered.

Chato Santana.

On the streets they call him El diablo.

This LA gangbanger thought

he was the king of the world...

Until he lost his queen.

Gets jumped in a prison riot

and incinerates half the yard.

The security video is incredible.

Oh, Jesus.

- What the hell is that?

- His name is Waylon Jones.

Evolution took a step backwards

with this one.

Yo, K.C!

It's supper.

Go ahead,

open that up, B.

Got something real nice

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