Commissioner Gordon: Who died and made you Batman?
Nightwing/Red Hood/Red Robin/Robin/Azrael: Uhhhh…
The New 52…
Commissioner Gordon: Ohhhhhh… Okay, got it, got it.
Commissioner Gordon: Who died and made you Batman?
Nightwing/Red Hood/Red Robin/Robin/Azrael: Uhhhh…
The New 52…
Commissioner Gordon: Ohhhhhh… Okay, got it, got it.
When you can admit it to a criminal, but not to yourself…
Red Hood: I could’ve been just like you, a bottom-feeder who turns on his own kind. For what? Money? Power? I got lucky. I had a partner. He was good for me. For a lot of reasons. He reminded me that I could be good again, too.
Red Hood [to Essence]: This ends one way, and it’s not with you and your people riding off into the sunset.
Batman: And they agreed to let you see the footage?
Nightwing: After some convincing.
Red Hood: And a sleeper hold.
Peace time at Gotham City be like…
Dick: *sighs*
Damian: *yawns* – Tt –
Tim: *searches for “shark-repellent Bat-spray” on Amazon.com*
Jason: *stretches muscles, then lays back down on couch*
Dick: Gotta save someone.
Tim: Know the feeling.
Because the world’s most awesome butler’s got your back…
Alfred: As before, Mr. Mask, Mr. Hood is upstairs with an unhealthy number of firearms. Please don’t try to run.
Tim: *watches from a distance as Jason and Damian squabble over who gets to touch Alfred’s cookies first*
Tim: Dick, you ever notice how much of our job is like babysitting?
Jason [to Roy]: Why is it every time you call me these days, I know to bring a firearm?
The Batfamily’s cue to start worrying about Red Hood…
Alfred: Master Jason may be violent and uncommunicative, but he is never tardy.
Inviting your best friend to have a couple of beers with you be like…
Roy [to Jason]: I hear dying makes you thirsty.