Undercover as police officers…
Roy: Look, it obviously starts with… “You have the right to remain silent…”
Jason: *whispering* “You have the right to an attorney.”
Roy [to thug]: You have the right to remain… an attorney.
Thug: Did you just say “You have the right to be an attorney”?
Roy: You do have the right to be an attorney if you want to.
Jason: *groans*
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Reconciling with your best friend (and trying to play it cool) be like…
Jason: So, how about we make a couple of ground rules.
Roy: Actually, that sounds good. Okay, no hugs.
Jason: Wouldn’t want one. No apologies.
Roy: Wouldn’t accept one.
Red Hood: Bruce, Alfred, I have made a very important decision. I’m moving out.
Robin: Yes.
Red Hood: And moving in with Roy and Bizarro.
Alfred: My goodness.
Batman: *grunts*
Arsenal: Oh, yeaaah. Video games and beer all day and all night…
Artemis: *knocking on the door and entering* Oh, I’m sorry.
Artemis [to Jason]: Can I talk to you for a second? It’s kind of important.
Red Hood: *walks out of the room with Artemis*
Arsenal: *rolls his eyes* Talk about your third wheel.
When your partner has a drinking problem and you’ve got to come to his rescue…
Red Hood [on the Comm Link]: Roy, where are you?
Arsenal: You know the store on the corner? About 500 miles from there.
Mornings at the Manor…
Tim: *wakes up, yawns, stretches, sees “3:30” on his phone clock*
Tim: …
Tim: Uh. What are you doing here?
Roy: *bruised, bloodied, in a tattered Arsenal uniform, and perched on the window sill*
Roy: Your brother’s gonna wake up mad at me. When he does, be sure to remind him who his best friend is.
Jason: *picks up a piece of paper by the phone*
Jason: Timbo, what’s this? A phone message?
Tim: Yeah. Some dude called for you.
Jason: Who? I can’t read your handwriting.
Tim: *reads the message out loud* “You’re a big, selfish jerk.”
Jason: Okay, I know who it is.
Tim: Probably Roy.
Jason: Yup, Roy.
Roy: You’re firing me from the Outlaws?
Jason: You kidding me? You’re the best arrow guy we got. I’m firing you as my best friend.
When your best friend decides to move out of the safe house you’ve been sharing…
Roy: Where ya gonna go?
Jason: I don’t know. I gotta finish packing up and then I’m gonna head out that door, dude, and I’m just gonna open myself up to the universe.
Roy: So, moving back to Batman’s?
Jason:
Jason: Yeah. Yeah, pretty much straight over.
Roy: You mad?
Jason: Give you three guesses, Roy.
Roy: No?
Roy: … No?
Roy: … No?
Roy: How did you know where I was?
Jason: When we first started the Outlaws, I may have… injected a tracking device into your body.
Roy: In my body?
Jason: Bro? Buddy?
Roy: No, no, now that is a breach of trust, Jason.
Jason: Do you really want to open this can of trust-breachy worms right after I just caught you and Bizarro with a dead Martian in the trunk?
Roy: I do not.
Jason: You do not.