When your brother tells you that, he’s sorry, but he can’t go on patrol with you tonight…
Red Robin [to Red Hood, on the Comm Link]: You’ve been kicked, bit, scratched, stabbed, possessed, killed. And you sprain your freakin’ elbow?
When your brother tells you that, he’s sorry, but he can’t go on patrol with you tonight…
Red Robin [to Red Hood, on the Comm Link]: You’ve been kicked, bit, scratched, stabbed, possessed, killed. And you sprain your freakin’ elbow?
When The Flash messes with the timeline yet again…
Future Jason: Okay. If you’re me… then tell me something only I would know.
Jason: Dick Grayson. We were, uh… 15. He made us try on his Nightwing suit from the 80′s. It was gold and blue. And satiny. And you know what? We kind of liked it.
Future Jason: Touché.
When you think it should go without saying, and yet…
Red Robin [on the Comm Link]: Jason, we have a murder.
Red Robin: … To solve, not to commit.
And the “Big Brother of the Year” Award goes to…
Jason: *watching surveillance footage of Robin “dealing” with a criminal*
Jason [to Tim]: I wouldn’t have done it, you know? What he did.
Jason: I would have just stood there and watched it.
Jason: Playing with dolls, are we?
Damian: They are action figures, Todd.
When Batman grounds you for all the shenanigans you pulled with your super best friend…
Damian: You can’t keep Jon and me apart! I’ll… I’ll disobey!
Bruce: I’m also Jason Todd’s father. Do you think you’ve got any tricks I haven’t seen?
Bruce: *leaves room*
Damian: *climbs out of a third story window, slides down a tree, and lands in a wheelbarrow being pushed by Bruce*
Bruce: Hn. Jason Todd: Age 14.
Bruce: *drags Damian back into the Manor by the scruff of his Robin uniform*
Jason: *comes out of a hidden door in the tree*
Jason: Jason Todd: Age 19. Mwahahahaha!
And the “Big Brother of the Year” Award goes to…
Jason: *reading the newspaper*
Damian: *slams his suitcase on the kitchen counter*
Damian [about Gotham Academy]: I can’t believe I have to start another year at school. I never learned anything at that suck shack.
Jason: Hey! Who taught you language like that?
Damian: A kid at school.
Jason: So you did learn something.
Jason: How many times must I say I’m sorry?
Tim: You haven’t said you’re sorry.
Jason: I know. I was hoping the number would be zero.
Damian: I can’t believe Todd ruined another family barbecue!
Jason: *offended* Hey! Everybody pees in the pool!
Tim: Not from the diving board!
When you humor your 13-year-old League of Assassins-raised brother at his second chance at childhood…
Damian: *pretends to pour tea for Alfred the Cat, Batcow, Jerry the Turkey, Goliath, and Jason*
Jason: *facepalms* I don’t know why I agreed to this.
Damian: *glares* Because you like the taste of my imaginary tea.
Jason: Oh, you’re right. *“sips”*