Suicide Squad Isekai (異世界スーサイド・スクワッド)

So.

Have you ever thought about,

like going to a new world

that's just kinda different from this one?

I mean it has hella-good food, killer music,

extra-floofy beds, everything!

C'mon, you know that sounds great.

-Please, let me live! I'll do anything!

-Harley. -Kay.

'Cause, boys, I'm gonna take you there!

To a new world!

Double-check the equipment.

-Just wrapped that up. How's the main program?

-Running the final analysis now.

-Power is the main priority. You can ignore any small leaks.

-Roger that. Unit Two, I'm going to

need your support on this. -That should do it.

Everything is ready to go, ma'am!

Then let's start it up.

-Was that pretty perfect or what, Puddin'?

-Oh, we're just getting started, baby-cakes!

Consider this the prelude to a very, very long endeavor.

Harley. -Yay!

- A new world you were saying.

I like the sound of that!

Exactly what I've been itching and scratching for.

Oh, this modern world is just so ugly!

And, baby, worst of all...

it's so unfair.

What's the matter?

-The power output is lower than we expected.

It won't be able to last.

Increase the load.

-But that'll put too much strain on her!

There is no "her."

Only a tool we need to open the Gate.

Do it, now.

[ Whirring resumes, rapid beeping ]

I mean you're totally right.

Deep down, something new is what everybody's thinking about.

Even the big-shot broker sitting pretty,

eating all his little veggies,

bossing and prodding all his little minions.

-So ya mean everybody just wants to blow this pop stand?

Yeah, that's right.

They all just wish they were someplace else.

-So why do you think that is? Hmm?

Well, it's because their soul, or their existence,

whatever anybody wants to call it,

it's screaming on the inside.

"Why?" "What am I doing?" "This isn't who I really am!"

People are stupid.

But nobody ever takes the leap.

So we're just gonna have to help them all out.

We'll use some big ol' guns, scraps of pretty paper,

and change their world.

-Hold on, Puddin'. -Hmm?

-Let's have a quick drink before all that.

Changin' the world is a tough job, ya know?

Why don'tcha hang back a bit for me?

Cocktails always taste a little sweeter

when I'm waiting for my lover.

Honey bunch. -Hmm?

You're the best woman alive.

-That's 'cause I'm your woman, Puddin'.

Heeey! Havin' a good time today?

Aw, jeez. This a funeral or what?

-What can I getcha? -Gimme something sweet.

Super sweet.

Where's KJ? Take the day off?

Called in with a cold.

-Uh... -Hmm?

-Here's a fun fact. Nobody here's named "KJ."

Puddin'! Don't come in here!

-Huh? -Ma'am! We really need to stop!

No, we do not.

Keep going.

-Upsy-daisy. Hey there, Puddin'?

Come in. Where are you?

What could a samurai have against little ol' me?

Uuuh!

Gosh, what a pretty sword you have!

Your mask needs some work, though.

Whoops!

Catch! Whoop!

You use a flat iron on that hair or --

[ Men grunting, electricity crackling ]

Huh.

-I'm sorry. The Joker escaped. He got away.

No freakin' duh.

My Puddin' would never get caught by

some suck chumps like you.

Wait for me, Puddin-pop.

I'll find my way back to you. I always do.

This is where it begins.

We have finally opened the doorway to a new world.

-Please wait a minute! Are you out of your mind?

I've already gotten approval.

-But these people are supervillains,

worst of the worst!

And it's going to come down on

my head if anything goes wrong.

-Warden, you don't want to pick a fight with me.

Um, no. 'Course not.

-You already have a major problem to answer for.

There's a discrepancy in the number of supplies coming

into the asylum versus those going out.

It's been like that ever since you took over here.

So shut up and do what I say.

Otherwise, you'll be spending the rest of your days

from behind bars instead of in front of them.

Open it.

-That you, Wade? Hang on, this is the best part!

Hey! What're you doing?

Are we having a surprise party?

-Time to go. You're going to be doing a job for me.

Who are you?

You're talking to me like you're my mom.

-So you think you're just going to walk out of here

after I've been extra good to you?

Nuh-uh. I gave you special treatment!

The least you could is a thank-you for --

Ugh!

-Sorry, pal, but there's only one guy

who can put his hands on me.

I'm kinda romantic like that.

[ Taser zapping, Harley screaming ]

Take her away.

Lead me to the next cell.

Stop whimpering.

You're crazy!

Nobody in their right mind would let these bastards out.

-Obviously. It's impossible to change the world

without being a little crazy.

-Hey. Rise and shine, little lady.

Wake up. -Ugh, god damn it.

I prefer the songs of Tweety bird

to be what I wake up to in the morning.

Instead I get your dumb face.

-Great. I had to end up next to the psycho chick.

-Hey now. Watch your mouth, my good man.

That's no way to treat a woman who you've just met.

A proper gentleman carries himself with grace and elegance.

-Aw shucks, that's more like it! I like you already.

If you're such a gentleman,

then where the hell's your bow tie?

I did not choose this ensémble.

But I'm sure you see I wear it well.