Batman: The steam from the furnace will boil me alive. I need to cool down the coals somehow.
Inmate 1: Yeah, Joker wants you to think he's sick. Then, wham! Got you.
Inmate 2: I don't know, man. He looks pretty sick.
Inmate 3: You mean worse than usual?
Inmate 4: Shut up, man! Someone will hear . . .
Harley: I promised you some entertainment, right boys?
Stacy: Please, I did my best.
Harley: Well, you should have tried harder. That useless quack has failed Mr. J, and you know what that means.
Inmates: Kill, kill, kill.
Harley: Oh, I think we can do better than that. Get in here, Mr. Hammer.
Harley: Coming Mr. J.
Inmates: Hammer, hammer, hammer.
Stacy: Help me!
Harley: Stop! Change of plan. Take her to the smelting chamber. Mister J wants this one to suffer a little longer. Right, then, the rest of you idiots get out of here. You know what you've got to do. Go get the snowman and bring him back here right now. He's going to pay for screwing over Mr. J. I need him back here like yesterday!
Inmate 5: Who was Harley talking about?
Inmate 6: Sounds like she's declared war on Freeze.
Inmate 7: Yeah, she sounded pissed. How's he connected to Joker and all this mess?
Inmate 6: How should I know? She's always freaking out these days. Joker really must be sick after all.
Inmate 7: I guess. I always figured he'd last forever, know what I mean?
Inmate 8: Maybe it's got something to do with all that crap back at Arkham Island. You saw what happened, right?
Inmate 6: Only what was on the TV. He was like some kind of freaking monster. He was huge. I thought he was going to start ripping choppers out of the air.
Inmate 8: And then next time we see him, he's all normal looking.
Inmate 9: Yeah, normal. Like he ever looks normal.
Inmate 8: Okay, whatever. He looked like the Joker.
Inmate 10: Yeah, it was weird. I don't buy it. This is all part of Joker's plan, it must be. He's going to be fine. He's just screwing with the Bat.
Inmate 11: What's the Bat doing here?
Harley: Well look who didn't get blown to pieces in Mr. J's lovely trap. Don't let him get away again, boys.
Get him on the ground and kick him hard.
Inmate 12: This is going to hurt.
Harley: What the hell are you doing here? You're supposed to be dead. Well there's no way you're getting to Mister J. We're safe and sound up here. You can just stay down there and burn.