Tim: Do we have any coffee left, Alfred?

Alfred: I’m afraid not, Master Timothy.

Tim: Oh. Isn’t that just the pickle on the giant crap sandwich that is my day?

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It’s, like, 7:45 AM, Tim.

When your brother tries to convince you to perform a death-defying, two-man maneuver with him…

Red Hood: Dick, that’s acrobat stuff. I don’t have the expertise.

Nightwing: Jay, any idiot can be an acrobat.

Red Hood: I know, I just think –

Nightwing: I knew you thought that! I knew it.

Red Hood: You tricked me!

When you just can’t say no to a brother in need…

Nightwing: I’ll do it.

Red Hood: I knew you would. You’re very predictable.

Nightwing & Red Hood: No, I’m not.

Nightwing & Red Hood: Stop doing that!

Nightwing & Red Hood: Peanut butter egg cereal.