Bruce: Have I made myself clear?!
Jason: You’re looking for the answer “yes”?
Bruce: Yes.
Jason: Then yes.
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After replacing a tire on the Batmobile…
Red Hood: *whew* Okay, that’s got it.
Batman: Well, it took you long enough.
Red Hood: *rolling his eyes under his helmet* Yeah, B. Nine whole minutes, start to finish. What an incompetent boob.
Oh, the irony of Jason replacing that tire.
In the middle of a jungle mission and both of Tim’s legs are broken…
Robin: Well, we definitely can’t leave Drake!
Red Hood: We have to. Tim, I’m sorry –
Red Robin: No, you’re not.
Red Hood: I am, actually, which whatever, but –
Robin: *cocks and aims one of Jason’s guns at him* We are not leaving Drake!
Red Hood: What do you even think you’re doing?
Robin: I AM TAKING COMMAND!
Red Hood and Red Robin: *look at each other*
Red Hood and Red Robin: *laugh hysterically*
Red Hood: Oh my goodness! *wiping tears from his eyes* Okay. Thanks, little D. I think we needed that.
Red Robin: *clutching his belly and sighing blissfully* We did. We really did.
Sorting stacks of old case files at the Batcave…
Dick: You know I think we’re making some real progress.
Tim: Where, in opposite world? We’re never gonna finish all this!
Damian: We could if certain people would help. -Tt-
Jason: *standing behind stacks of cardboard boxes* I’m sorry, are you addressing me? Because your authority is not recognized in Fort Kickass.
Dick Grayson capturing a criminal…
Robin/Nightwing: Sorry in advance.
Criminal: Ow!!! That hurts, like, insanely bad!
Robin/Nightwing: That’s why I said orry in advance.
Breaking into a top secret facility…
Red Hood: *making snarky comments as they sneak past every guard*
Red Robin: Wait, here’s an idea: You talk louder, and maybe they’ll just come to us.
Red Hood: We’d lose the element of surprise, Timbo.
Red Robin: That was sarcasm!
Red Hood: No way, really? Because so was that, just now!
Detective Montoya: Red Hood?
Red Hood: Hmmyes?
Montoya: I am Special Agent Montoya and you are extremely under arrest.
Batman: The Batmobile is not a car…
Green Lantern: Truck, whatever!
Batman: … Nor is it a truck. It’s a…
The Flash: … Vehicular hermaphrodite?
Batman: Shut up!
Upon receiving intel that Jason’s being targeted by a hit squad…
Red Robin: This Gothamite hit squad is no joke. So if I were you, I’d lay low in the safe house for a few days until we work out a plan to neutralize them.
Red Hood: Ohhh! Yeah, okay! The safe house!
Red Robin: I’m sorry, your words made sense, but your sarcastic tone did not.
Red Hood: Because there are no Gothamites. Bruce just wants me out of the way so he can… do unspeakable things with Selina! So nice try, idiot!
Red Robin: I love that I’m the idiot.
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…