Undercover as S.T.A.R Labs employees…
Dick: *polishing his faux glasses* Jay, you look so smart in that coat.
Jason: Not that smart. I just found out that you’re supposed to wear clothes under this thing.
Undercover as S.T.A.R Labs employees…
Dick: *polishing his faux glasses* Jay, you look so smart in that coat.
Jason: Not that smart. I just found out that you’re supposed to wear clothes under this thing.
Jason: I’m such a bad judge of character.
Roy: Of course you are. I’m your best friend.
Rolling (rapping + trolling)…
Jason: *beatboxing*
Damian: Ain’t no party like a Tim Drake party ‘cause a Tim Drake party don’t start. *drops mic*
Visiting Red Robin’s, um, less-than-pristine Nest be like…
Jason: *stepping over mounds of dirty clothes and cowls, crushed coffee cups, Cheetos, and who knows what else*
Tim: *typing away on his laptop with saggy eyelids, half a cookie sticking out of his mouth*
Jason: Seeing you in your natural habitat is so disturbing.
Batman: The Twilight Years…
Bruce: *on his deathbed* Dick. What a surprise.
Dick: Really? Were you expecting somebody else? Maybe, uh, one of your other sons?
Bruce: Oh, Jason, Tim, and Damian never visit.
When Batman tries to be a “fun dad”…
Bruce: I just booked us a little fishing trip.
Jason: Why, what did I do?
Red Hood [on the Comm Link]: I’m going to speak very carefully in case he’s with you.
Red Robin: You’re right.
Red Hood: Right about what? He’s there? What’s going on? Who’s with you? If it’s Bruce, say “nobody”.
Red Robin: Nobody.
Red Hood: Well, now I don’t know what’s going on!
Bruce [to the Press]: I can assure you that my family is back on track and no longer in any trouble.
Lucius: *whispering* Not according to today’s paper.
Bruce: *tightens his grip on the podium* Hrrn. What have we done this time?
I mean, did Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin have anything to do with five million-worth of property damage last night fighting off criminals in Gotham City? Nah.
Tim [about Bruce]: He’s our dad. I don’t want to disappoint him.
Jason: You and I are so different. It’s like we’re not even related.
Finding out that their teenaged brother tried smoking a cigarette…
Dick [about Tim]: He’s lying to me! Can you believe that? Where is this family’s morality?
Jason: I don’t know.
Jason: *a puff of smoke suddenly escapes his mouth*
Dick: What’s that?
Jason: It’s cold out here.