Superman: Hey, fathers are allowed to keep some secrets.
Batman: Hn. Like which Robin’s their favorite.
Superman: Hey, fathers are allowed to keep some secrets.
Batman: Hn. Like which Robin’s their favorite.
Dick: *hurriedly putting on his Nightwing suit* Damian, Tim could be seriously hurt or worse! We have to do something!
Damian: You’re right. *grabs the remote* Let’s watch TV.
Catching up on modern-day literature be like…
Jason: *throws his copy of “Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince” against the wall* No man should have to outlive his fictional wizard!
Superman: Bruce, admit it. You just can’t say no to anyone. That’s why you have eight kids.
… And counting.
Judge: I sentence you to life –
Jason “John Doe” Todd: You moron, I’m already alive.
Judge: – in prison!
Bruce: *looking at old photographs with Alfred* My sons used to be so cute.
Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian: Used to?
Bruce: Hn. Deal with it.
Commissioner Gordon: *lights a cigarette* First, the good news.
Batman: *perched on a gargoyle* Hn.
Commissioner Gordon: *takes a drag* Two of your sons are not locked up in jail.
When you’re strapped for cash…
Roy: What if we roll pennies and go to the dollar store?
Jason: That’s good, Roy. Get all the terrible ideas out of your system.
Green: You’re like egg salad at a picnic, Bruce. Even when you look good, we know you’re going bad.
Have you not read “The Dark Knight Returns”, Hal? He still kicks some serious ass in his old age.
When Batman’s sons go apartment hunting…
Jason [to real estate agent]: I have so many questions for you. First of all, is this floor reinforced?