Black Mask offering money in exchange for the release of his top mob leuitenant…
Red Hood: We deal in lead, friend.
Black Mask offering money in exchange for the release of his top mob leuitenant…
Red Hood: We deal in lead, friend.
Black Mask: *overheard from inside the warehouse* It smells overwhelmingly like kerosene in here!
Red Hood: Uh-huh! * tosses a lit match into the warehouse and runs*
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Bruce is gonna have words with you, Jay.
Black Mask: Is mutiny funny to you, Mr. Hood?
Jason: I don’t know. Maybe a mutiny of clowns.