Thug: I’ll find you. I’ll find you!

Red Hood: *ties thug’s hands behind his back*

Red Hood: ‘Course you will, sweetheart.

Thug: I’ll find you!

Red Hood: What d’you think this is? Freakin’ hide and seek?

Red Hood: *spying on Black Mask’s men through binoculars*

Red Hood: They’re armed.

Arsenal: *setting up arrows*

Arsenal: What was that? Armed? What do you mean “armed”? Armed with what?

Red Hood: Uh, bad breath, colorful language, feather duster… What do you think they’re gonna be armed with? Guns, you idiot!