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Clark: It’s hard not to feel continually judged by you.

Bruce: Not judged, observed. And you shouldn’t feel insulted. I can’t help it.

Dick: You’re at war with Tim? Over what?

Damian: Why do great civilizations go to war, Grayson? To see who’s cutest.

In which Dick, to this day, still has no idea how this all came about (or how Jason was involved).

When Red Hood gives you a deadline for intel on Black Mask…

Jason: Tomorrow. Possible?

Roy: You, not being an ass. Possible?

Nightwing: I knew you wouldn’t approve of it, so I went over your head.

Batman: I’m the boss, Dick.

Nightwing: Oh, that’s right. So, I went behind your back.

Mr. Jason “Mixed Signals” Todd [to Roy]: I’m telling you this because we’re friends: We’re no longer friends.

Raising the Robins…

Bruce: Alfred, I know he’s a teenager, but is he suppose to hate me this fast?

Nightwing [about Batman]: When he does care, he cares one hundred and crazy percent.

Damian: Because I’m good at everything I do. I’m not bragging, because bragging is the one thing I’m not good at. Although, if I wanted to be, I’d be excellent at that, too. As I just proved.

Arsenal: Are you sure we’re doing the right thing?

Red Hood: I’ve never been so sure about being unsure of anything in my life.

Arsenal: Good. Then we’re on the same page. Let’s do it.

Arsenal: Are you sure we’re doing the right thing?

Red Hood: I’ve never been so sure about being unsure of anything in my life.

Arsenal: Good. Then we’re on the same page. Let’s do it.