The Joker made his way to the edge of the roof and climbed to the top of one of the gothic crenelations on the roof, standing facing the fleeing doctors, who appeared to have falied to notice he simply threw an empty cardboard tube at them.  "Who do you psychos think I am?"   Joker held his broom aloft, catching himself in a spotlight.<br/><br/>"I may be a crazy murdering psychopath, but I would never hurt doctors.  Just remember that the next time you get called in to testify as an expert witness on my behalf."  The joker began cackling uncontrollably as he hurled the broom like a javelin at one of the spotlights on the roof, hitting it firmly in the side and causing it to illuminate the small circus tent that had been erected the day before just off the edge of Asylum property.<br/><br/>The Joker's makeshift cloak ruffled in the breeze as he coyly waved to the doctors, then stepped off the ledge, sending himself tumbling eight stories down towards the hard concrete of the Asylum grounds.