Character: Floyd Loten / Deadshot

- Harley! Is that really you?
- Damn! You can't afford everything.
- Don't you even want to say Hello?
- You guys gotta see this. The Joker just noticed Harley!
- Keep going.
- Tell him to shut up.
I bet you still suffer. At least the bruises have healed. What's the hurry, hurl?
- Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
- Damn it! Went.
Maybe she's going to kill him.
I hate you, you bastard! I'll kill him! I will personally kill him for what he did to me!
Women! Am I right, officer? And living with them is impossible, and from a moving car can not erase.

- Lawton! Beautiful beard, man.
- We started not with the feet on this mission. Miss us at the pint.
- I can't get up in the morning to school.

- We are closed! Private party!
- Yes, we have a private party!

- Where's Harley?
- Don't worry! I fell on my head.

- Harley Quinn, has an encyclopedic knowledge about the structure of "Arkham".
- It will not break so close to the Joker?
- All right, we broke up. He's a jerk. To hell with it.
Okay, I'm convinced.

- Waller!
- What Happened To Him?
- Play fair and I shoot past. Fool me and I'll kill you!

Grodd was implanted in my head the explosives and made me his slave. He made me do... let's just Say I've crossed the line. I decided to take Grodd and Brainiac the police be any better his new "Belle reve". And I was right.
Bruce Wayne even paid for an operation to remove my explosive headaches. I can't stand hospitals, but it was worth it. Now, getting rid of nanodrone, I finally see Zoe.
When I last saw my baby, she blew the nine candles on a birthday cake. I got a second chance to be a father, and this time I won't miss.

- All right. I got your cane, Waller. We're just looking for a way out.
- So, all of you together?
- Of course. Anyhow.
- Then why the special rapid response unit were sent to the medical unit?
Maybe two-face two-way hemorrhoids.

- Can not be!
- The spoils of war.
- Black spider kicked Batman's ass?
- PAL. I already shed a tear.

I see you got my "parcel". Just you and me, one on one. Come on!
- Not so fast, Destroy! Batman is my goal.

I motivated you. Phil Jackson. No offense?

Yes, you jokers, guys!

- What is it?
Is meat loaf.
- Bread.
- A little bit of everything, pasta with flavor. Rat droppings. Nails. Everything you need for a growing organism.

Great shot.
- No, I don't like hugs, no fumbling me.