Belle Reve, all the guards are running in the corridors. Deadshot is intrigued, while Harley spits a shiv of sorts…
GRIGGS:Prisoner, get down on your knees, now!
…which she proceeds to put behind her hair.
GRIGGS: Down on your knees! Hands in the air! Turn around.
The cell door is opened as Harley is doing what she was asked.
GRIGGS: Hands up high!
HARLEY:Hey, I'm cooperating. All right? This is me being cool.
Harley proceeds to attack the guards, and even strikes one with her shiv.
GRIGGS: Do not fire that goddamn weapon! Damn it!
Everyone fires their tasers at Harley, who falls writhing.
Back to the corridor…
GRIGGS: Open the gate! Everybody, line up for extraction. Let's go! Let's move, move!
…that is outside Deadshot’s cell.
DEADSHOT: Yeah! Open the door! Let's go!
The door opens, but Deadshot is quickly subdued by guards with plastic shields.
The cell El Diablo was contained in fills up with water and flush him out where he was apprehended by guards, who injected him with a tranquilizer.
Guards: Hit him! Hurry up, before he smokes us!
Underground, in Croc’s cell…
GRIGGS:Where you at?
Croc jumps out from the water and grabs a guard. The others shoot the tasers at him.
GRIGGS: Is that the new guy?
A Harley restrained in a wheelchair is carried away, laughing like a maniac before she notices briefcases reading “VAN CRISS LABORATORIES” and soldiers in surgical masks with needles.
HARLEY:What is that? What is that? Who are you?
MEDICAL OFFICER: Standby. Arming device.
The officer grabs an injection gun.
HARLEY:Who are you? I don't know who you are.
Another officer gets the gun.
MEDICAL OFFICER: Device armed.
HARLEY:Hey ... I'm talking to you. Hey ... I'm talking to you.
Harley is injected in the neck and screams in pain.
MEDICAL OFFICER: Injection successful.
An ultrasound of Harley’s neck shows a device inside it.
MEDICAL OFFICER 2: Location verified.
Harley is dragged away, Deadshot is next.
DEADSHOT: Anybody who touches me is dead. Anybody who… [he’s injected, and yelps] ...lady.
MEDICAL OFFICER: Injection successful.
DEADSHOT: Hey! Miss? What was that?
MEDICAL OFFICER 2: Location verified. Next!
DEADSHOT: Oh, you deaf. You one of them deaf hoes.
He’s carried away. Roars are heard, and the officers are scared…
Medical Officer 3: Come on.
…as Croc, who’s even with a Hannibal-esque mask, is brought next.
MEDICAL OFFICER: Shut up, and get it done.
He’s injected, and also winces.
Outside, the wheelchairs are being carried away, with Harley giddy and cheery. Griggs approaches her.
GRIGGS:Listen, you're being transferred. I don't know where you're going. [hands her a cellphone] It's from Mr. J. You gonna tell him I took care of you?
HARLEY:You're so screwed.
GRIGGS:What do you mean by that? What do you mean by that? Get off me! Get off me! Harley, what do you mean by that? Harley!!!
VAN CRISS LABORATORIES: A DIVISION OF WAYNE CORP
A “Panda Purveyors” van approaches the gate.
Van Driver: Hey, I got a delivery. I have a gift basket for Dr.Van Criss.
Guard at Gate: You're not on the access list. I can't let you in. Sorry.
Van Driver: Cool if I leave it with you? I'm way behind today.
The basket is handed over to the guard.
Van Driver: Thank you. You're a good man.
Once the basket is fully inside the booth, it blows up in the guard’s face. The Joker and Jonny Frost then come out from the back of the van.
Inside, the Joker’s masked goons – including one with a Batman mask, another with an eyeball one, and adequate to the van, one dressed as a panda – are shooting at anything that moves. Meanwhile, Joker and Frost approach the room of Dr. Van Criss himself.
JONNY FROST: Open up.
The goons try to shoot the glass, but it’s bulletproof and only gets dented. So the Joker puts a tablet against the glass, showing a video of the Van Criss’s wife at knifepoint.
Wife: Just please, do whatever they say. Do whatever they say. Just do it.
Scared, he opens the door. The Joker then grabs one of the injection guns and inspects it, while taking off the protective cap.
JOKER:This look neat.
He then injects Van Criss on the neck, making him scream.
Aerial shot of Midway City, showing plenty of police cars stopping by the subway station. Inside, the cops attempt firing at Incubus…
Unknown Men: Light it up! Light it up! Light it up!
…but not only it causes no harm, he proceeds to kill them by creating tentacle appendages.
In the subterranean below the station, Flag is looking upwards, following the sound, with June next to him.
FLAG: He's right above us.
JUNE:This is a mistake. Rick, I can't do this. I can't d ...
FLAG: Listen ... Listen. There is no other way. Just get it done. Just get it done.
Waller’s control room.
WALLER:Flag, talk to me. What's going on down there?
FLAG: Amanda, she bolted.
WALLER:Say it again?
FLAG: She bolted!
Waller turns around, and starts stabbing the heart repeatedly.
In the subway station, Enchantress walks towards Incubus while holes exhuding green light are emerging from her chest.
ENCHANTRESS: Brother help me. Before she kills me.
Incubus, who was killing a cop, turns around, kneels and shoots a tentacle on Enchantress’s chest. This reinvigorates her and changes her appearance.
INCUBUS: Where's your heart?
ENCHANTRESS: I will take it back. Until then you will share your power. Now help me build my weapon. It's time to wipe them out.
Incubus gets up again as Enchantress walks away. At the surface, the pavement is shook by lightning and then breaks as a pillar of light emerges. Underground, Enchantress is exhuding the blue light, symbols flashing on her skin. Rubble floats towards the pillar, and reforms itself onto cogs. As the Midway City Train Station outside is shown, the roof explodes as the pillar shoots to the sky.
Outside the station, the army tries shooting at Incubus, but he shoots a tentacle and kills them all, while wrecking their armored vehicle as well.He then uses a tentacle to raise the wreck towards the pillar, which is now attracting all the rubble in the vicinity, including the vehicles Incubus is shooting up in the sky.
In the Pentagon war room, things are busy.
MILITARY: Worldwide military is on alert. Our weapons are ineffective.
GENERAL: I thought this was contained!
Back in Midway City, military helicopters try shooting at Incubus, but are destroyed with his tentacle.
Lots of distressed people, including one in a wheelchair with an injured leg, are conducted by firemen, EMTs and other people. Stretchers and makeshift hospital beds are also seen.
MAN: Guys. I need all three of you follow me please. Anybody with blood.
A bride and other women in fancy dresses, with dirty faces, are also seen in the zone.
BRIDE: This is the worst day of my life.
MALE DISPATCH: All evacuees must report to a FEMA representative.
Meanwhile, a helicopter is approaching…
Military Personnel: What's going on in that city?
FLAG: Those as*h*les here yet?
Military Personnel: Yeah. They're here.
Flag sees Task Force X have arrived: Deadshot and Harley on their wheelchairs…
FLAG: Alpha, Bravo team, on me.
…and Croc in his restraints.
Military Personnel: What the hell, Flag?
Another chopper arrives, with a duffel bag containing a person. Meanwhile, Harley and Deadshot stretch themselves.
HARLEY:Hi, boys! [extends hand] Harley Quinn. How do you do?
A series of close-ups, revealing Diablo is also there.
HARLEY: Haaah? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry. The voices. I'm kidding. jeez! That's not what they really said.
The duffel bag is being brought by four soldiers.
FLAG: What do we got here? 12 pounds of sh*t in a 10- pound sack.
Boomerang is cut free from the bag…
FLAG: Welcome to party, Capitan Boomerang.
…and punchest the closest guard he sees. He tries fighting the others who come to restrain him.
BOOMERANG:Hey, hey, hey ... What's going on, man?
FLAG: Calm down.
BOOMERANG:Hey, one minute I'm playing Mahjong with me nanna then this red streak hits me outta nowhere.
FLAG: Shut up! You were caught robbing a diamond exchange.
BOOMERANG: I was not.
Black car enter the camp.
FLAG: Here comes Slipknot, the man who climb anything. Wonderful.
Slipknot is taken out of the car…
AGENT: Have a good time, sc*mbag.
… and punches the female agent holding the door open.
Bodyguard: Straighten up!
Now he’s contained by two bodyguards
SLIPKNOT: She had a mouth.
FLAG: Listen up! In your necks injection you got, it's a nanite explosive. the size of a rice grain but it's powerful as a hand grenade. You disobey me, you die. You try to escape, you die. You otherwise irritate or vex me, and guess what? You die.
HARLEY:I'm known to be quite vexing. I'm just forewarning you.
FLAG: Lady, shut up! [she puts her hand down and pouts] This is the deal. You're going somewhere very bad to do something that'll get you killed. But until that happens you're my problem.
DEADSHOT: So was that like a pep talk?
FLAG: Yeah. That was a pep talk. There's your sh*t. Grab what you need for a fight. We're wheels up in 10.
DEADSHOT: You might wanna work on your team motivation thing. You heard of Phil Jackson?
DEADSHOT: He's like a gold standard. OK? [does a triangle gesture] Triangle, b*tch. Study.
Harley opens up a crate and squees. First, she gets a harlequin suit, which she extends in front of her body. Meanwhile, Boomerang opens a backpack, Croc licks up a leather jacket, Deadshot gets his rifle, Slipknot a pistol, and Diablo a coat. As Deadshot pretends to aim with his wrist gun, Harley grabs her pistol, and Boomerang readies his blades. Croc rips up the shirt he was in and dresses up in a brown hood, with the leather jacket atop it. Harley gets a belt with the golden letters “Puddin”, which she kisses. Diablo wears a white tank top, and a fully clothed Boomerang takes a unicorn plushie from his pack, which he puts inside his jacket. Deadshot gets his mask and looks at it. Harley is seen mostly dressed – fishnet stockings, red and blue hot pants and a red bra – as she wears a “Daddy’s Lil Monster” long-sleeved shirt atop it. She notices everyone was staring at her getting dressed.
The troops walk again.
As Harley puts on her make-up, she talks with a Deadshot doing a reflective face.
HARLEY: Won't fit anymore? [he turns to look] Too much junk in the trunk?
DEADSHOT: Nah. Every time I put this on, somebody dies.
DEADSHOT: I like putting it on.
She grabs a mallet.
HARLEY:Goody. Somethin' tells me a whole lotta people are about to die. [she smiles]
DIABLO:Yeah. It's us. We're being led to our deaths.
BOOMERANG:Speak for yourself mate. Hey, what's that crop on your face? Does it wash off?
HARLEY:Hey, if you like a girl, can you light her cigarette with your pinkie? because that would be real classy.
DEADSHOT: Hey, y'all might wanna leave old boy alone. He could torch this whole joint. Ain't that right, ese?
DIABLO:Ain't got nothing to worry about from me. I'm cool, homie.
Flag shows a tablet…
FLAG: Behold the voice of god.
…that proceeds to transmit Waller’s message.
WALLER:For those of you who don't know me officially, my name is Amanda Waller. There's an active terrorist event in Midway City. I want you to enter the city, rescue HVT- 1 and get them to safety.
DEADSHOT: I'm sorry. For those of us who don't speak good guy, what is HVT- 1?
WALLER:The only person that matters in the city ...the one person you can't kill. Complete the mission, you get time off your prison sentence. Fail the mission, you die. Anything happens to Colonel Flag, I'll kill every single one of you. Remember, I'm watching. I see everything.
Flag turns off the message.
FLAG: There's your pep talk.
DEADSHOT: Compared to your sh*t, she killed it. So that's it? What, we some kind of Suicide Squad?
FLAG: I'll notify your next of kin. Alpha, Bravo team, Mount up!
As Flag’s helicopter takes off, Katana climbs up the back ramp.
FLAG: You're late.
KATANA: (subtitled Japanese) I was busy.
Flashback, Katana killing some Yakuza goons in the rain. She pins their boss against the wall…
Man in Flashback: Please have mercy.
KATANA:Where was the mercy for my husband?
Man in Flashback: I didn't kill him.
KATANA:But you watched. Criminals deserve no mercy.
She slices him and jumps back, as it cuts to Flag in the chopper.
FLAG: This is Katana. She's got my back. She can cut all of you in half with one sword stroke. Just like mowing the lawn. I would advise not getting killed by her. Her sword traps the souls of its victims.
HARLEY: [extending her hand] Harley Quinn. Nice to meet ya. Love your perfume. What is that? The stench of death?
KATANA: [Japanese] Should I kill them?
FLAG: Easy cowgirl. Ain't that kind of mission. Have a seat.
HARLEY:She seems nice.