incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

Red Hood [to Batman]: Why do you ruin everything with your words?!

Red Hood: *storms out of the Batcave*

Batman:

Alfred: *walking in with a tray of cookies* …?

Batman:

Batman: I told him, “Take care out there, son”.

Red Hood: *sulking by a fountain on the Manor grounds*

Alfred: *clears his throat*

Red Hood: *looks up*

Alfred: I hate to break it to you, Master Jason, but despite your best efforts, people care about you.

Red Hood [to Batman]: Why do you ruin everything with your words?!

Red Hood: *storms out of the Batcave*

Batman:

Alfred: *walking in with a tray of cookies* …?

Batman:

Batman: I told him, “Take care out there, son”.

When your adoptive father has trust issues with your crimefighting methods…

Red Hood: *running through a dark alley*

Red Hood: *stops abruptly and catches his breath*

Red Hood: *rolls his eyes at his little brother, who’s in the Batjet hovering above him* I don’t need to be monitored all day long, brat. I’m not a toddler. This is stupid.

Robin [on the Comm Link]: I know you’re not, Todd, because toddlers would know that “stupid” is a no-no word.

Red Hood: *peeks from behind a crate at a group of burly men in state-of-the-art armor guarding the warehouse entrance*

Red Hood: *whispering* How are we going to get past them without a gun fight?

Red Robin: *studying a digital blueprint of the warehouse* I’ll tell you how John McClane would do it: the vents.

Red Hood: *stuffs his revolvers back into their holsters and nods enthusiastically* Blast the A/C, they get chilly, they leave to find sweaters. 

Red Robin:

Red Robin: No. We’re going to climb through them. 

Red Hood: Even better! Classic use of vents.

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Mornings at the Manor…

Jason: *scurrying around the kitchen, opening and closing cupboards, looking under kitchen counters and chairs* 

Tim: *typing on his laptop, drinking pure liquid caffeine*

Jason: I have to tell you something. When we fell on really hard times, Roy and I stayed at a rat-infested motel for a month, and I developed a deep-seated fear of rats.

Tim: *not looking away from laptop* I am so sorry to hear about that. I understand your fears and I validate them.

Jason: I’m not looking for your understanding, Tim! Just grab the freakin’ rat!