Jason:
Damian:
Jason: Ha, ha, ha.
Damian: What’s so funny, Todd?
Jason: I was just thinking about the time Timbo got his nose caught in the toaster.
Damian: We’ll watch the tape tonight.
Hey, how about helping your brother get some sleep, boys?
Jason:
Damian:
Jason: Ha, ha, ha.
Damian: What’s so funny, Todd?
Jason: I was just thinking about the time Timbo got his nose caught in the toaster.
Damian: We’ll watch the tape tonight.
Hey, how about helping your brother get some sleep, boys?
Damian: Pennyworth, Drake’s making faces at me!
Tim: It’s a nervous twitch, and I’m a little sensitive about it, if you don’t mind.
Mornings at the Manor…
Jason: *whistling while turning on the stove and beating eggs in a bowl*
Red Robin: *comes in through the kitchen window, bruised, tattered, and dripping blood*
Red Robin: Jay! I lost Damian! What am I going to do?!
Jason: Uhhhh. Don’t worry. Don’t worry. *looks around the kitchen in panic* Know what I’m going to do? I’m going to make you an omelet.
Red Robin: Just help me look for him!
Jason: Are you sure? I make ‘em with four kinds of cheese.
Batman: I’m talking about your potty mouth, Jaso –
Red Hood: What the #&@*!* are you talking about?!
When you’ve forgotten that you first met as itty bitty sidekicks…
Arsenal: You’re the Red Hood?
Red Hood: Yes.
Arsenal: You’re a weapons specialist?
Red Hood: Yes.
Arsenal: I’m a weapons specialist, too! So, are you better than me?
Red Hood: Well, I’ve never met you, but, yes.
When you’re curious to find out what you could’ve been had you not met Batman…
S.T.A.R. Labs Scientist: Here are your scientifically selected careers.
Batgirl: “Architect”. Nice.
The Signal: “Insurance salesman”. Uhhh, right.
Spoiler: “Salmon gutter”? What in the –
Robin: “Military strongman”. -Tt-
Red Robin: “Systems analyst”. *shrugs*
Nightwing: “Homemaker”?
S.T.A.R. Labs Scientist: Mm-hm. It’s like a mommy.
Red Hood: “Police officer”? Well, I’ll be jiggered.
If all the Robins were still in school…
Alfred: Master Damian’s grades are up a little this term, but Master Dick’s are way down.
Bruce: Hn. I always have a responsible son and an irresponsible one. Why can’t both my sons be responsible?
Alfred: You have four sons, Master Bruce.
Bruce: Alfred, Ace and Titus don’t count as my sons.
Alfred: No, Master Jason and Master Tim!
Batman, you have a gazillion kids.
Damian: I’m not giving up! I don’t care if I have to knock on every door in this two-bit town. I’m going to find Titus!
Jason: *flops on the couch* And I’ll be right here watching TV!
You know, like all good, older brothers do, Dames.
Red Hood: I guess I am a criminal…
Red Robin: Bruce didn’t call you a criminal, he called you a little boy in need of love.
Red Hood: A LITTLE BOY?! *punches the wall* I’ll show him what this “little boy” can do!
When your youngest brother’s best friend comes by to visit the Manor…
Jon: *checking out the Red Hood helmet with his X-ray vision* Jason, you are the coolest adult ever!
Jason: Wow. I’ve never been called an adult before, but I’ve been tried as one.