Nightwing: *walking away from a very intoxicated Kid Flash, who had apparently discovered a special beer formulated for speedsters*
Wonder Girl: … ?
Nightwing: He’s been grilling me about where circus performers go when they die.
Nightwing: *walking away from a very intoxicated Kid Flash, who had apparently discovered a special beer formulated for speedsters*
Wonder Girl: … ?
Nightwing: He’s been grilling me about where circus performers go when they die.
Arsenal: Jason, our friendship is built on lies?!
Red Hood: … And laughter, and stalking criminals, and love.
Red Hood: Alfred says I might have a concussion. I wasn’t able to pick up the little brat from school this morning. Oh, and get this, I have a concussion!
Nightwing: You are kicking me out and replacing me at the same time!?
Yes, Richard. That is how a Batdad rolls. (Kidding! Bruce loves his children.)
Red Hood: *rubbing his sore jaw as Nightwing storms away*
Red Hood: How is it that I am now being punished for being honest?
Dick can get… really sensitive about his fashion choices.
Introducing your older brother to the team be like…
Kon: Is your brother hitting on Kara?
Jason: *twenty feet away, getting a Kryptonian slap to the face*
Tim: Not successfully.
Bruce [to his children]: You are very important to me. And I don’t always do the best job telling you that.
From somewhere at the back of the Batcave…
Alfred: *clears throat loudly*
On why Roy’s his best friend…
Jason: *shrugs* We get caught together, we face death together. It happens every week.
When you’re tailing a police car in order to free your son…
Police Officer [about the Batmobile]: What kind of idiot drives down a public pathway?!
Robin: Hey, that’s my father. HEY, FATHER!
Wally: I’ve got one speed and it is full throttle!