Love your perfume. What is that? The stench of death?
What, we some kinda... Suicide Squad?
Don't make me shoot you.
Deadshot : So that's your old lady, huh?Rick Flag : Yeah.Deadshot : Well, you need to handle this shit, all right? Get up there, smack her on her ass, tell her, "Knock this shit off."Rick Flag : I do not think that'd be wise.
