Talking to Conner about being a vigilante…
Tim: Right now this is just a job. If I advance any higher in this “business”, then this would be my career. And, well, if this were my career, I’d have to throw myself in front of a train.
Talking to Conner about being a vigilante…
Tim: Right now this is just a job. If I advance any higher in this “business”, then this would be my career. And, well, if this were my career, I’d have to throw myself in front of a train.
Wally: Wikipedia is the best thing ever! Anyone in the world can write anything they want about any subject. So you know you are getting the best possible information.
Bomb diffusal…
Robin [on the Comm Link]: What’s going on?
Superboy: The timer sped up!
Robin: What? Did you cut the green one?
Kid Flash: Yes. Roger. Steven. Whoever!
Robin: What were the last two letters?
Kid Flash: B as in Butthole!
Superboy: Dick, what do we do here?
Kid Flash: And M as in Mancy.
Robin: What?
Supeboy: M as in what?
Kid Flash: Mancy. What did you think I said?
Robin: Nancy! You idiot!
Superboy: Dick, tell me what to do!
Robin: So, do ya’ll have parachutes?
Superboy: No!
Robin: Well that would be, you know, problem solved.
Superboy: Dick!
Robin: I don’t know. Push it off with your big-ass hands! Good luck, dude.
Therapy session…
Black Canary [to Kid Flash]: Because when your teammates put food in the refrigerator that’s a bond of trust. Okay?
Bomb diffusal…
Robin [on the Comm Link]: What’s going on?
Superboy: The timer sped up!
Robin: What? Did you cut the green wire?
Kid Flash: Yes! Roger! Steven! Whoever!
Robin: What were the last two letters?
Kid Flash: B as in Butthole!
Superboy: Dick, what do we do here?
Kid Flash: And M as in Mancy!
Robin: What?
Supeboy: M as in what?
Kid Flash: Mancy. What did you think I said?
Robin: “Nancy”! You idiot!
Superboy: Dick, tell me what to do!
Robin: So, do ya’ll have parachutes?
Superboy: No!
Robin: Well, that would’ve been, you know, problem solved.
Superboy: Dick!
Robin: I don’t know. Push it off with your big-ass hands. Good luck, dudes.
On a life raft in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, with dwindling food rations…
Wally: Sorry I ate so much food.
Dick: Yeah, that was a pretty dick move.
Wally: Yeah, well, since Artemis broke up with me, I’ve been finding solace in food.
Dick: Well, keep your chins up, Wally. All eleven of them.
On a life raft in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, with dwindling food rations…
Wally: Sorry I ate so much food.
Dick: Yeah, that was a pretty dick move.