Dick: *reads newspaper article about the Drake-Wayne/Fox engagement*
Dick [to Tim]: You intended to propose without telling me, your eldest and most good-looking brother?!
“How to Comfort a Lady” by Jason Peter Todd…
Jason: Babs. Relax. Go get a beer.
Barbara: I don’t want a beer!
Jason: Who said it was for you?
How about a punch to the face for dessert, Jay?
Bomb diffusal…
Robin [on the Comm Link]: What’s going on?
Superboy: The timer sped up!
Robin: What? Did you cut the green wire?
Kid Flash: Yes! Roger! Steven! Whoever!
Robin: What were the last two letters?
Kid Flash: B as in Butthole!
Superboy: Dick, what do we do here?
Kid Flash: And M as in Mancy!
Robin: What?
Supeboy: M as in what?
Kid Flash: Mancy. What did you think I said?
Robin: “Nancy”! You idiot!
Superboy: Dick, tell me what to do!
Robin: So, do ya’ll have parachutes?
Superboy: No!
Robin: Well, that would’ve been, you know, problem solved.
Superboy: Dick!
Robin: I don’t know. Push it off with your big-ass hands. Good luck, dudes.
Bruce: Have I made myself clear?!
Jason: You’re looking for the answer “yes”?
Bruce: Yes.
Jason: Then yes.
After replacing a tire on the Batmobile…
Red Hood: *whew* Okay, that’s got it.
Batman: Well, it took you long enough.
Red Hood: *rolling his eyes under his helmet* Yeah, B. Nine whole minutes, start to finish. What an incompetent boob.
Oh, the irony of Jason replacing that tire.
In the middle of a jungle mission and both of Tim’s legs are broken…
Robin: Well, we definitely can’t leave Drake!
Red Hood: We have to. Tim, I’m sorry –
Red Robin: No, you’re not.
Red Hood: I am, actually, which whatever, but –
Robin: *cocks and aims one of Jason’s guns at him* We are not leaving Drake!
Red Hood: What do you even think you’re doing?
Robin: I AM TAKING COMMAND!
Red Hood and Red Robin: *look at each other*
Red Hood and Red Robin: *laugh hysterically*
Red Hood: Oh my goodness! *wiping tears from his eyes* Okay. Thanks, little D. I think we needed that.
Red Robin: *clutching his belly and sighing blissfully* We did. We really did.
Sorting stacks of old case files at the Batcave…
Dick: You know I think we’re making some real progress.
Tim: Where, in opposite world? We’re never gonna finish all this!
Damian: We could if certain people would help. -Tt-
Jason: *standing behind stacks of cardboard boxes* I’m sorry, are you addressing me? Because your authority is not recognized in Fort Kickass.
Dick Grayson capturing a criminal…
Robin/Nightwing: Sorry in advance.
Criminal: Ow!!! That hurts, like, insanely bad!
Robin/Nightwing: That’s why I said orry in advance.
Breaking into a top secret facility…
Red Hood: *making snarky comments as they sneak past every guard*
Red Robin: Wait, here’s an idea: You talk louder, and maybe they’ll just come to us.
Red Hood: We’d lose the element of surprise, Timbo.
Red Robin: That was sarcasm!
Red Hood: No way, really? Because so was that, just now!
Detective Montoya: Red Hood?
Red Hood: Hmmyes?
Montoya: I am Special Agent Montoya and you are extremely under arrest.