Batman: How long are you going to keep punishing me for letting the Joker live?
Red Hood: How long is your life span?
Batman: How long are you going to keep punishing me for letting the Joker live?
Red Hood: How long is your life span?
Red Robin: I don’t do dangerous. I do calculations, thereby eliminating the risk.
Tim: Remember your disgusting habit?
Jason: *burps loudly at his face* Which one? I’m going to need you to elaborate.
Driving away from a monster attacking Gotham City be like…
Nightwing: *looking through the rear window of the Batmobile* Uh, guys –
Red Robin: *sitting next to Dick, desperately trying to gain remote control of the Batjet using his communicator*
Robin: *riding shotgun* -Tt- You were picked for a reason, Todd! You’re supposed to be our reckless driver!
Red Hood: *about to drive the Batmobile through a burning building* I’m driving as recklessly as I can!
When your little brother’s a tattletale who hasn’t quite gotten the hang of common expressions just yet…
Red Robin: *looking at his communicator and panicking at the sight of Batman’s face flashing on the screen*
Red Robin: Arghhh! Brat, you let the cat out of the freakin’ bag!
Robin:
Robin: Cats shouldn’t be in a bag in the first place, Drake. Bags are a terrible place for cats.
Bruce: Are you kidding?! Cassandra turned out perfect! I won’t sit here and listen to you badmouthing your sister.
Tim and Damian: We’re talking about Jason.
Bruce: Oh. That guy.
When asked if they ever get scared of Batman…
(Basically every) Robin: I’m scared all right. I’m scared of not measuring up.
When asked if they ever get scared of Batman…
(Basically every) Robin: I’m scared all right. I’m scared of not measuring up.
When Batman grounds you from patrolling until you learn to get along with each other…
Red Robin: I really love you, little brother.
Robin: *throws the script at him* -Tt- We have got to get you to that acting clinic, Drake.
Red Robin: And that was with me picturing coffee.
At the Annual Justice League Family Day…
The Batfamily: *enter the picnic area*
Hal [to Barry]: A horde. That’s the minimum. They don’t come in anything less than a horde.
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Bonus:
Clark and Jon: *walk in with them*