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I am amused by the irony of this conversation between Harley and Tony "Everyone must suffer because I won't handle my daddy issues" Stark in Iron Man 3. What if Harley was as much of a jackass to Tony as Tony was to him in this conversation?
Harley frowned as he considered how to explain why he was a latchkey kid. Then he said, "Well, my mom already left for the diner and Dad went to 7-11 to get scratchers. I guess he won, because that was six years ago."
Tony Stark hummed and then said, "Which happens. Dads leave. No need to be a pussy about it."
Harley blinked and stepped back. Then his fists clenched as he said, "Screw you. I'm calling the cops."
As Harley turned away Tony grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a minute, wait a minute. No need for that."
Harley yanked his arm away and rubbed where Tony grabbed him. He said, "My dad left me when I was practically a baby. Your dad never actually left. I read about it---he died. And you were OLD---like 20 or something."
Tony looked away, then he shrugged and said, "Okay, that was a shitty thing to say."