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W-wuh-we all g-guh-go a little muh-muh-mad sometimes...Anthony Perkins, Psycho. What do you m-mean you've never suh-seen it. That's absuh-surd...
The audience Joker's speaking to are all glassy-eyed and dead. He holds his arms tightly around himself, rocking in front of a space heater, in the Antarctic research station he's been stranded in since getting kicked free of the transport bubble full of Slab inmates. He's been alone here, with the staff of this research station for four days. Two days since the last one died laughing.
You should've just k-k-killed me, Polaris.
Joker's lips peel back in a sneer of silent rage.
Big mistake, muh-magnet man. Wuh-world class mistake. I g-get back to Goh-Gotham, square up with the B-Buh-Bat, and you're next, Polaris...you and your little S-Society.
I'll kill you all.
The audience Joker's speaking to are all glassy-eyed and dead. He holds his arms tightly around himself, rocking in front of a space heater, in the Antarctic research station he's been stranded in since getting kicked free of the transport bubble full of Slab inmates. He's been alone here, with the staff of this research station for four days. Two days since the last one died laughing.
You should've just k-k-killed me, Polaris.
Joker's lips peel back in a sneer of silent rage.
Big mistake, muh-magnet man. Wuh-world class mistake. I g-get back to Goh-Gotham, square up with the B-Buh-Bat, and you're next, Polaris...you and your little S-Society.
I'll kill you all.