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.

Um, Jay? This is bar, you’re in your “work clothes”, and two of you are minors.

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?