Dates with (grown up) Robin be like…
Damian: Did you enjoy my lecture?
Maya: No, and neither did our waiter.
Dates with (grown up) Robin be like…
Damian: Did you enjoy my lecture?
Maya: No, and neither did our waiter.
Visiting your brother’s Gotham safe house be like…
*toilet flush*
Dick: *comes out of the bathroom*
Dick: *holding a textbook* Since when do you read Social Science?
Jason: *shrugs* I go to the bathroom like everybody else.
Visiting your brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…
*toilet flush*
Jason: *comes out of the bathroom*
Jason: Four-ply? If your butt is so delicate, why don’t you just use an angora rabbit?
Dick: For starters, they shed and bite.
Visiting your brother’s Blüdhaven apartment be like…
*toilet flush*
Jason: *comes out of the bathroom*
Jason: Four-ply? If your butt is so delicate, why don’t you just use an angora rabbit?
Dick: For starters, they shed and bite.
After being infected with Scarecrow’s fear toxin…
Red Hood [on the Comm Link with Batman and Alfred]: I didn’t run away from home! I’m a grown man! Whose 15-year-old self was murdered in front of his very eyes! So excuse me for needing some time to grieve!
Red Hood, after being extracted by Green Lantern from a remote island as per Batman’s orders…
Jason: Well?! Being a vigilante makes you crazy! I mean what kind of job is that, where you get murdered and have to relive it over and over?! Hello, stress! Don’t even get me started on Bruce, I mean he –
Guy: He can be a steel-clad douchebag, I know. Why do you think I left the League?
Jason: Wh-? You were in the Justice League?!
Guy: Briefly, way back. Didn’t work out, because, ya know, your father…
Jason: Was impossible to please, right?
Guy: If you only knew…
Jason: What?
Guy: … how much your dad loves you! You would at least have the heart to go tell him you’re quitting in person.
Jason: Eesh. Rather get shot with a flare…
When you’re stranded in the middle of wherever and calling your family’s all you’ve got…
Red Robin: What.
Red Hood [on the Comm Link]: Timbo, hey, shut up. I need you to wire me a thousand dollars.
Red Robin: Wow.
Red Hood: Yeah.
Red Robin: No.
Red Hood: Yes!
Red Robin: No!
Red Hood: Oh, for – Then just lemme talk to Babs!
Oracle: Absolutely not. Huh? Because pick any one of an infinite number of reasons! Yeah, okay, hang on…
Spoiler: Mmmmyeah, no, I would, but Cass and I can’t really leave the mall at the moment… But I can transfer you…
Lark: No, I seriously thought you were joking. Yeah, hang on…
Robin: *sinister laughter*
Red Hood: Okay. Okay! Lemme talk to Dick!
Red Hood: Dick?! Dick, listen, I –
Nightwing: Noop.
Red Hood: – need you to –
Nightwing: Noop.
Red Hood: Stop saying “noop”!
Nightwing: Noop, Jason. Noop. And it’s gonna sound like I’m hanging up, but — *static*
When you’re stranded in the middle of wherever and calling your family’s all you’ve got…
Red Robin: What.
Red Hood [on the Comm Link]: Timbo, hey, shut up. I need you to wire me a thousand dollars.
Red Robin: Wow.
Red Hood: Yeah.
Red Robin: No.
Red Hood: Yes!
Red Robin: No!
Red Hood: Oh, for – Then just lemme talk to Babs!
Oracle: Absolutely not. Huh? Because pick any one of an infinite number of reasons! Yeah, okay, hang on…
Spoiler: Mmmmyeah, no, I would, but Cass and I can’t really leave the mall at the moment… But I can transfer you…
Lark: No, I seriously thought you were joking. Yeah, hang on…
Robin: *sinister laughter*
Red Hood: Okay. Okay! Lemme talk to Dick!
Red Hood: Dick?! Dick, listen, I –
Nightwing: Noop.
Red Hood: – need you to –
Nightwing: Noop.
Red Hood: Stop saying “noop”!
Nightwing: Noop, Jason. Noop. And it’s gonna sound like I’m hanging up, but — *static*
How Red Robin survives gunshots…
Jason: Timbo, you wear Kevlar every single time we go to Coast City.
Tim: Because every time you shoot me.
Jason: Whoa, whoa, whoa, not every time. Hm, like, three out of four, tops.
Jason: *ruffles Tim’s hair* You big baby.
Red Hood: Oh, come on, how long are you guys gonna stay mad at me?
Red Robin: What, for getting us all arrested for smuggling weapons into Blüdhaven?
Robin: Probably the rest of our damn lives.