Dick [to Damian]: You know, there are about a thousand more polite ways you could say that. I’ll give you a pass on account of the whole “raised by assassins” thing.
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When you’ve got a shrink in your rogues gallery…
Harley: You Robins and your talk. Blah blah blah repressed feelings. Blah blah blah passive aggression.
Red Hood [to Nightwing, Red Robin, and Robin]: What’s done is done. All that matters now, all that’s ever mattered, is that we’re together. So shut up, and drink your beer.
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Um, Jay? This is bar, you’re in your “work clothes”, and two of you are minors.
Talia: I’m not just a mother, and you are not a child.
Damian: I never was.
Damian: Well, I’m actually happy I didn’t maul you to death.
Jason: Why? So you can slowly annoy me to death instead?
Red Robin: I thought you hated me?
Robin: Call it an intense dislike.
Red Robin: So why are you helping me?
Robin: I don’t know. -Tt-
Tim: *shrugs* Sometimes brothers fight.
Conner: Why does Damian always treat you like the little brother?
Damian: Father is becoming a little controlling. -Tt-
Dick: What tipped you off? When he locked you out on the Manor grounds again?
Damian: That was half my fault. I thought I saw a kitten out there.
Dick [to Bruce]: You baited the garden???
Bruce: Prove it.
En route to Tim’s university graduation…
Damian: Why should I have to sit and cheer for Drake? He never cheers for me.
Tim: Go, Short Stuff.
* Damian lunges at Tim and they fight. *
Bruce: Stop it. He’s your older brother.
Damian: No, he isn’t! I came from your sperm, he didn’t!
When Tim met Damian…
Damian: You have no idea what a pleasure it is for me to finally beet you.
Tim: Thanks…
Tim: Wait, did you say “meet” or “beat”?
Damian: I think you heard me.
Tim: Uh… What?