And the “Big Brother of the Year" Award goes to…
Jason: You know what they say about consequences?
Damian: No. I don’t.
Jason: They take a lot of planning.
And the “Big Brother of the Year" Award goes to…
Jason: You know what they say about consequences?
Damian: No. I don’t.
Jason: They take a lot of planning.
When “dead Robins” team up…
Red Hood: What are we going to do?
Robin: *flicks a lighter open* I could start a fire.
Red Hood: No!
Red Hood: But keep that in your back pocket.
And the “Big Brother of the Year" Award goes to…
Jason [to Damian and Jon]: Pretty soon you get some hair on your chest, and you start answering the phone and people don’t think you’re ladies.
Boredom and brotherhood…
Jason: You looking for a fight, pipsqueak?
Tim: No, not particularly. Are you?
Jason: *shrugs* A little bit.
And the “Big Brother of the Year” Award goes to…
Jason [to Tim]: I couldn’t bear it if anyone hurt you.
Jason: I mean, besides me.
And the “Big Brother of the Year” Award goes to…
Jason [to Tim]: You seem troubled.
Jason: Of course, that’s a primary aspect of your personality, so I usually ignore it.
Red Hood [to thug]: I bark.
Red Hood: That kid there, see him? *points to Robin*
Red Hood: He bites.
And the award for “Big Brother of the Year” goes to…
Jason:
What’d ya do, kid?
Damian:
Something terrible. But I don’t wanna talk about it.
Jason: Good. I don’t wanna hear about it.
Right before he gets viciously tackled to the ground by all 4-foot-something of pure, lean, League of Assassins-trained muscles…
Jason: Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite?
When you’re trying to get work done but your sons decide that the Batcave is the ideal place for a squabble…
Jason: Well, what’s the word for you, Tim? You freaked out when I said “replacement”!
Tim: Imagine that!
Jason: You imagine it!
Bruce: *slams his fist on the Batcomputer*
Bruce: Both of you! Imagine. Shutting. Up.