Jason: For your information, I don’t have an ego. My Facebook photo is a landscape.
Or maybe that’s ‘cause you’re legally dead?
Jason: For your information, I don’t have an ego. My Facebook photo is a landscape.
Or maybe that’s ‘cause you’re legally dead?
Jason: I’ve been following you. How’d you get the little brat to play football?
Tim: I’m not having a conversation with someone that emerged from a bush.
Jason: Because I’m right?
Tim: No, because I’m not in a commercial for a breakfast cereal!
Making Batfamily home videos…
Jason: Dick, I have to make some adjustments to my film. You’ll play my father.
Dick: I don’t want to be your father.
Jason: Perfect! You already know the lines.
And somewhere in the Manor, Bruce chokes on his coffee.
Dick: You know, I was thinking about it on the way over. I can’t think of a single person who doesn’t like me… Except you.
Jason: That’s what they say to your face.
Jason: Roy, if I wanted an opinion from an asshole, I’d ask my own. Got it?
Arsenal: *shouting over gunshots and explosions* How are you feeling?
Red Hood: How do I look?
Arsenal: Like you’ve been shot.
Red Hood Beyond…
50-year-old Jason: When the time comes, Tim needs to tell my son who I really am. I’m not a good man. I’m a criminal and a killer. I need my son to grow up hating the thought of me.
When asked what Tim’s like…
Jason: Trust me, if he saw a naked girl outside a computer screen, he’d remember.
Jason [to Roy]: Well, I shouldn’t say “I told you so”, ‘cause it’s not strong enough. How about, “I’m always right, and you should listen to whatever I have to say, and never disagree ever for the sake of your vigilante-hood”?
Nightwing: Haven’t you ever learned that there’s no “I” in “team”?
Red Hood: Yeah, but there’s a “me”.