50 Best Birds of Prey and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn Quotes

Harley: Here's the thing, Romy baby: your protection is based on the fact that people are scared of you. Just like they're scared of Mr. J. But I'm the one they should be scared of! Not you, not Mr.J! Because I'm Harley Fucking Quinn!

Harley: [gets kicked] Right in the tit!

Harley: [sees poster of Captain Boomerang] Hey, I know that guy.

Cassandra: [to Harley] I stole your ring.
[holds up a grenade pin]

Black: WOOO! Who's having a good time?

Harley: [last lines; voice over] I know what you're thinking. You think I'm a dick after all that. But you heard what the cop said. Sionis is gone. And those guys? They're going to be just fine. Montoya's boss picked up the gangbangers at the Booby Trap. And took all the credit while he was at it. Again. It was the kick in the balls she needed to see that she had nothing to prove to those blowhard assholes. She quit the same day. We got the secret bank codes off the diamond. And Huntress got her family money back. She's using it to fund a little crime fighting outfit. They call themselves the Birds of Prey. I call them dorky little do-gooders. The rock itself was worth a chunk of change, so I pawned it. And I invested the cash in a little startup making waves in the East End. Oh! And I found Bruce. He was wandering around Chinatown. I guess it proves the theory that hyenas really do have nine lives. Yeah. Yeah. I made the kid my apprentice. Call me a softy...
[Harley lowers her sunglasses and looks into the camera; aloud]
Harley: I dare you.

Harley: You're not going to try to run, are you?
Cassandra: Look, if there's really a half mil on my head, I figure I'm better off with the person who's not going to cut me open.
Harley: Fine. But if you try to run, I will kill you. I do not care that you're a kid.

Helena: So, what now?
Renee: Sionis is gone, but it's just a matter of time before some other asshole tries to finish what he started.
Dinah: Right
Renee: We got to clean this city from the inside out.
Helena: [to Dinah] Does she always talk like the cop in a bad '80s movie, or is that just me?
[Dinah starts laughing]
Renee: Fuck you. And fuck you.
Helena: What?
Renee: I mean, we were amazing there!

Harley: We all know the saying, "Behind every successful man, there's a badass broad." Well, that was me.

Harley: [to Cassandra] I'm telling you, if you want boys to respect you, you have to show them that you're serious. Blow something up. Shoot someone. Nothing gets a guy's attention like violence.

Harley: [handing out lime margaritas, to Cassandra] You drink, right, kid?
Cassandra: Sure.
Renee: [plucks it away] I don't think so.

Black: Why don't I own the crossbow killer? I like crossbows!

Harley: I'm sorry, kid. And I'm sorry I tried to sell you, that was a dick move. For what it's worth, you made me want to be a less terrible person.
Roman Sionis: Ew.
Cassandra: If we're apologising for shit, I should tell you something.
Roman Sionis: Excuse me!
Cassandra: I stole something from you.
Harley: You slippery fingered little turd.
Cassandra: I took your ring.
Harley: My ring?
[Cassandra holds up a grenade pin]

Harley: [voice over] I guess all good things have to come to an end. So, we broke up. I handled it real mature.
[shot of Harley pounding on the door of Joker's hideout, sobbing uncontrollably]
Harley: But Mr. J was super broke up about it. I got an amazing new place that was all mine. It gave me the space to really reflect on the mistakes of my past.

Sionis': You broke my fucking legs!
Harley: [mockingly] Oh, boo-hoo.

Roman Sionis: Will your paramour be joining us this evening?
Harley: Not tonight, Romy. Not tonight.
Roman Sionis: Well, enjoy yourself, Miss Quinn. And do give the Joker my best.
Harley: [voice over] Okay, fine, so I hadn't told people about the breakup. But you don't understand. Being Joker's girl gave me immunity. I could do whatever I wanted, to whoever I wanted, and no one ever dared to object.

[repeated line]
The: Do you know who I am?

Harley: [to Montoya] Aren't you glad you wore that? Sexy AND bulletproof!

Harley: [Sionis is outside the Booby Trap hideout] He's after all of us.
[indicating Cassandra]
Harley: The kid just robbed him.
[to Dinah]
Harley: You betrayed him.
[to Huntress]
Harley: You killed his BFF.
[to Montoya]
Harley: And you're dumb enough to be building a case against him. So, unless we all want to die very unpleasant deaths, and let Roman go finger-fishing through the kid's intestinal tract, we're going to have to work together.

Harley: Do you know what a harlequin is? A harlequin's role is to serve. It's nothing without a master. No one gives two shits who we are, beyond that.

Harley: You made me want to be a less terrible person

Harley: [after Dinah uses her Canary Cry] I told you she had a killer voice.

Harley: Number 1: No one is like me.

Harley: [talking about the Ace Chemical Plant] Some people have their Eiffel Tower or Olive Garden...

Harley: Oh hey, you're that singer no one listens to.
Dinah: Oh hey, you're the asshole no one likes.

[at end of closing credits]
Harley: Are you dummies still sitting there? Fine! Since you stuck it out this long, I'll tell you a super-duper secret secret, which you can't tell anyone! Okay. Did you know that Batman f...

Harley: Psychologically speaking, vengeance rarely brings the catharsis we hope for.

Harley: They say if you want to tell a story right, you gotta start at the beginning.

Harley: [voice over] And what's worse, every person I ever wronged now felt free to come and take their pound of flesh. Turns out, I wronged a lot of people.

Harley: [voice over] The whack job with the penchant for peeling faces is Roman Sionis, aka Black Mask. The fact that he wants me dead hasn't yet hit my radar. See, I was halfway across town, hungover, and thinking about breakfast. Egg, bacon, American cheese. Soft, toasted buttered roll. Just a dash of hot sauce. What a way to start my new life. With the perfect egg sandwich.

Harley: I'm sorry, kid, I'm just a terrible person I guess.

Harley: Being Joker's girl gave me immunity.

Harley: There are two ways that diamond's coming out of you.
[holds up a bottle of LaxPlus]
Harley: This way.
[grabs a sharp knife]
Harley: Or this way.
[Cassandra quickly chooses the bottle of LaxPlus]
Harley: That's what I thought. Also, I'm out of groceries.

Harley: [voice over] I knew I needed to find some way to show the world that I'd cut ties with Mr. J for good. Some people have the Eiffel Tower, or Olive Garden. The Joker and I? Our love bloomed in a highly toxic industrial processing plant. And, luckily for me, I have all my best ideas drunk.
[aloud; drunk]
Harley: I have the *best* idea!

Dinah: [after Zsasz's killed; pointing her gun at Harley] I'm not letting you sell the kid to him.
Harley: I wasn't going to sell the kid. I was going to trade the kid.
Dinah: Yeah. To save your own stupid skin. Huh?
Harley: I'm not proud of what I did. But I had half the city after me.

Harley: Call me a softie, I dare ya!

Harley: [voice over] Oh, I fell hard. Like out of a plane without a parachute, right in your dumb fucking face kind of hard. I lost all sense of who I was. I only had eyes for Pudding. We all know the saying, "Behind every successful man there's a badass broad." Well, that was me. I was the brains behind some of Mr. J's greatest stunts. Not that he let anyone know it.

Harley: [while arming themselves against Roman's army] Isn't this fun? It's just like a sleepover. We should order pizza, make Cosmos...!
Dinah: Harley, focus!

Harley: [as they're fighting off Roman's army] Hair tie?
Dinah: Yeah.

Harley: YOU KILLED MY SANDWICH!

Cassandra: [from trailer] Oh shit, is that a hyena in the bathtub?
Harley: I named him Bruce after that hunky Wayne guy.

Roman Sionis: [about the shrunken heads in his home] He's over a thousand years old, and now he's just an ornament in my living room. Ew... I love it!

Cassandra: Seriously though, how did you get to be here? I mean, shopping at fancy-ass stores, you're making bank, you have your own business. How did you do it? Come on, tell me. Woman to woman. Being a pickpocket's fine and all, but I got real potential. I mean, how do I be like you? Well, except for the crazy part. But other than that.
Harley: Number one, no one is like me. If you wanted to even come close, you would have to go to medical school. Become a psychiatrist. Work in an asylum. Fall in love with your patient. Break said patient out of said asylum. Begin a life of crime. Jump into a vat of chemicals to prove yourself to a madman. Get arrested by the Batman. Go back to jail. Get out of jail with a bomb on your neck. Save the world, go back to jail, and break out of jail before breaking up with the aforementioned madman, and going out on your own. Number two...
[picks up a bottle of water]
Harley: Six bucks for tap water with a fucking cucumber stick in it? *That's* crazy. I'm not shopping at this store. I'm robbing this store. Consider this your first lesson: paying is for dummies.

Renee: I underestimated you and I'm sorry.
Harley: [shrugs] I'm used to it.

Dinah: What the hell is up with this bow and arrow shit?
The: IT'S NOT A FUCKING BOW AND ARROW. It's a crossbow! I'm not twelve!
Dinah: I love this chick. She's got rage issues.
The: [getting in her face] I DON'T HAVE RAGE ISSUES!

Victor: [sing songy] Oh, songbird. You drive as good as you fight?
Dinah: Who's asking?
Victor: The boss. You're getting promoted.
Victor: [Zsasz slow claps] You're his new driver.
Dinah: Thanks, but I'm good with the singing gig.
Victor: You're gonna be good at the driving gig. Be here tomorrow. 9 a.m. sharp.

Harley: [Harley meets Dinah at Roman's club] Know what a harlequin is?
Dinah: Janky-ass clown with bad eye makeup?
Harley: Oof! Oof! A harlequin's role is to serve. An audience. A master. You know a harlequin's nothing without a master. And no one gives two fucks who we are beyond that.
Harley: Yeah, I don't know who you think I am, lady, but I'm not her.
Harley: Pudding and I broke up. I haven't told that to anyone. Yeah. For good this time. And for the first time, in a long time, I'm all on my lonesome. It's great.
Dinah: Welcome to the club.

Harley: If you want boys to respect you, show them you're serious. Shoot something, blow it up!

Cassandra: I don't know nothing about no diamond.
Harley: The inflection in your voice, the way you can't hold eye contact, and the fact that you're a filthy little thief, all suggest that you do. Now, you can give it to me, or I can give you to the man that diamond belongs to. But trust me when I say, you're not going to like what he's going to do to you. Now, hand it over.
Cassandra: Yeah, not going to happen.

Harley: I'm not shopping at this store - I'm robbing this store. Paying is for dummies!