Negotiating their release from Nanda Parbat…

Red Hood: We gotta get that phone, or something, I don’t know! But I don’t want Bruce talking to Ra’s!

Arsenal: Why not? He’s been coming to your rescue since you were in green spandex briefs!

Red Hood, after being extracted by Green Lantern from a remote island as per Batman’s orders…

Jason: Well?! Being a vigilante makes you crazy! I mean what kind of job is that, where you get murdered and have to relive it over and over?! Hello, stress! Don’t even get me started on Bruce, I mean he –

Guy: He can be a steel-clad douchebag, I know. Why do you think I left the League?

Jason: Wh-? You were in the Justice League?!

Guy: Briefly, way back. Didn’t work out, because, ya know, your father…

Jason: Was impossible to please, right?

Guy: If you only knew…

Jason: What?

Guy: … how much your dad loves you! You would at least have the heart to go tell him you’re quitting in person.

Jason: Eesh. Rather get shot with a flare…

After being infected with Scarecrow’s fear toxin…

Red Hood [on the Comm Link with Batman and Alfred]: I didn’t run away from home! I’m a grown man! Whose 15-year-old self was murdered in front of his very eyes! So excuse me for needing some time to grieve!

When both your curious brother’s hands go out of commission after opening your “top secret” container…

Red Hood: How ya doin, buddy? Because dry ice is something crazy, like, negative a hundred degrees…

Red Robin: I need you to not talk to me.

Red Hood: I know, and I know you’re in a lot of pain, so just try to relax…

Red Robin: Why are you still talk- Ow!

Red Hood: *pulls out syringe from Tim’s thigh* And say hi to Sister Morphine.

Red Robin: Morphine?! Dammit, I don’t… need… That actually feels waaaay better.

Red Hood: Yeah?

Red Robin: Yeahhhh…

Red Hood: Good, then get up. You’re sitting on the beer.

a-wayne-at-heart:

Jason: And how the heck did you find me?

Bruce: I didn’t. The Justice League did.

Jason: Oh, and how are your new overlords?

Bruce: Oh, for the – They’re not – Look, think of it as more of a merger.

Jason: Ha!

Bruce: *while adding a Justice League sticker on the Batmobile windshield* Organizations change. They evolve. They grow. Unlike some people I know.

a-wayne-at-heart:

Bomb diffusal…

Robin [on the Comm Link]: What’s going on?

Superboy: The timer sped up!

Robin: What? Did you cut the green one?

Kid Flash: Yes. Roger. Steven. Whoever!

Robin: What were the last two letters?

Kid Flash: B as in Butthole!

Superboy: Dick, what do we do here?

Kid Flash: And M as in Mancy.

Robin: What?

Supeboy: M as in what?

Kid Flash: Mancy. What did you think I said?

Robin: Nancy! You idiot!

Superboy: Dick, tell me what to do!

Robin: So, do ya’ll have parachutes?

Superboy: No!

Robin: Well that would be, you know, problem solved.

Superboy: Dick!

Robin: I don’t know. Push it off with your big-ass hands! Good luck, dude.