Batman: If I can’t do this, then what will I be?
Alfred: Then you’ll be Bruce Wayne. There’s nothing wrong with that.
Batman: If I can’t do this, then what will I be?
Alfred: Then you’ll be Bruce Wayne. There’s nothing wrong with that.
Searching for Batman while he was trapped in the timestream be like…
Red Hood: Yeah, okay, so we didn’t find Bruce, but maybe we found a new dumpling house, huh? Huh?
See that glare your brothers are giving you? You’re not really helping, Jay.
Selina: Have you ever been in a long distance relationship?
Bruce: No. I either leave or they die.
Painfully true, though.
Nightwing: Um…
Red Robin: …
Robin: …
Nightwing: I don’t know how to say this exactly, but please don’t kill each other.
This has been a daily reminder from your friendly neighborhood older brother.
Damian: Because I value our familial association, Drake, I need to be frank with you. We are in a fight.
He’s… improving.
In a bar at The Bowery, Gotham City…
Red Robin: *walks in*
Red Hood: Timbers, what are you doing here all alone? There’s no one here but scoundrels, assassins, and warlords… Scum of the Earth.
Bartender: Ah, Mr. Hood, your usual?
Jason: Talk to me, Dames. You seem more angry and unhappy than usual, which is tough because you’re a curmudgeonly little guy.
Batman: You’ve all been lying to me?
Nightwing: We’ve been managing expectations so that you… don’t not.
Alfred: Master Bruce, don’t play stupid. You can’t pull it off.
Robin: I’ve been growing, Grayson. I’ve learned to love myself.
Nightwing: I never imagined that to be a problem.