When Red Hood gives you a deadline for intel on Black Mask…
Jason: Tomorrow. Possible?
Roy: You, not being an ass. Possible?
When Red Hood gives you a deadline for intel on Black Mask…
Jason: Tomorrow. Possible?
Roy: You, not being an ass. Possible?
Mr. Jason “Mixed Signals” Todd [to Roy]: I’m telling you this because we’re friends: We’re no longer friends.
Raising the Robins…
Bruce: Alfred, I know he’s a teenager, but is he suppose to hate me this fast?
Arsenal: Are you sure we’re doing the right thing?
Red Hood: I’ve never been so sure about being unsure of anything in my life.
Arsenal: Good. Then we’re on the same page. Let’s do it.
Arsenal: Are you sure we’re doing the right thing?
Red Hood: I’ve never been so sure about being unsure of anything in my life.
Arsenal: Good. Then we’re on the same page. Let’s do it.
Dick: Hey, Hoodie, quick question –
Jason: *exasperated* What is it with everyone and their questions this morning? “Where’d you learn to drive? Will you marry me? Why would you say that to your little brother?”
Steph: *squeals in delight* Oooh, flowers!
Jason: Look at you, having a girlie moment –
Steph: Crap on a cracker!
Jason: Aaaand she’s back.
When asked what his relationship with his adoptive father was like…
Red Hood: Batman and I hardly speak. We’re like oil and… What’s that thing that always disappoints oil? Oh, yeah, it’s me.
Mornings at the Manor…
Tim: Good morning, brat who thinks I’m incompetent.
Damian: Good morning, idiot who thinks I’m lying.
Jason: I’m incompetent and a liar. I don’t get a “good morning”?
Tim: Jay, do you think I look like a possum in this shirt?
Jason: Not in that shirt. Why?