When you’re not fond of reporting to Batman…
Nightwing: Should we tell the Boss?
Red Hood: We?
Red Robin: Well, now that you know the particulars, yeah.
Red Hood: Timmy, two minutes ago I was blissfully ignorant.
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Detective Montoya: What are you doing, Red?! You just blew my cover!
Red Hood: Or did I save your life?
Montoya: Or did you compromise an investigation and piss off a police officer?!
Red Hood: I’m sensing from your tone it’s that one.
Assassin androids: *closing in*
Red Hood: *feeling his empty pockets for spare ammo and finding none* Yeah, well, I have a plan.
Red Robin: Dodging bullets is not a plan!
Mission briefing…
Batman: *clears his throat loudly* So unless anybody *glares at Tim for two whole seconds* has any more mythical creatures to suggest as a name for the new vehicle, we’re gonna stick with: the Warthog. How about it, Tim?
Red Robin: Nope. No more suggestions.
Batman: Hn. Okay, now if you’ll all –
Red Hood: *blurting out* Are you sure? How ‘bout “Big Foot”?
Red Robin: *gritting his teeth* It’s okay.
Nightwing: *trying to stifle his laughter* “Unicorn”?
Red Robin: *gripping his bo staff tighter* No, really. I’m… I’m cool.
Robin: *smirking* “Sasquatch”?
The Signal: *elbowing Tim* “Leprechaun”?
Red Robin: *elbowing Duke back and getting really annoyed* Hey, he doesn’t need any help, guys.
Spoiler: *yelling as she enters the Batcave* “Phoenix”?
Red Robin: *sighs and rubs his face in frustration* Guys.
Batman: *grinning* Barbara, what’s the name of that Mexican lizard? Eats all the goats.
Batgirl: *sarcastically looking it up on the Batcomputer* Uh, that would be the Chupacabra, Bruce.
Orphan: *drops down from the ceiling* Tim, Chupa-thingy, how ‘bout that? I like it. Got a ring to it.
Red Robin: *attempts to melt onto the Batcave floor*
Watching from a rooftop as the GCPD pick up the group of notorious criminals who they’ve just tied up and left in the middle of the street…
Robin: *elbowing his brother’s hip (since he can’t reach his rib)* You’re a good fighter, Todd.
Red Hood: *returning the affection with a pat on the shoulder* Not as good as you.
Robin: That’s very true. So get out of here.
Following up on a lead in the Gotham City sewers…
Robin: It’s not so bad.
Red Hood: A rat touched my foot, brat!
Robin: *petting said rodent* Not in a hostile way.
Red Robin [on the comm link]: *hacking into the security cameras of the warehouse to keep an eye out for Jason* You’re in danger.
Red Hood: *dodging a samurai sword from behind him by a half an inch* Thanks, buddy. I just figured that out.
Red Robin: Don’t you have anything to unpack?
Red Hood: *pulls out two guns* I travel light.
Ra’s: Who are you talking to?
Red Robin: *as Oracle’s image fades out on his communicator watch* Tech support.
When an alien trying to take over the Earth lands in Gotham City…
Red Hood: *jumps over cars and debris to get to the alien ship*
Red Robin: What’re you gonna do, Hood?
Red Hood: Show it what a real monster looks like.