incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

When asked about his daily routine…

Batman: Hn.

Batman: I go on patrol from midnight to eight, come home, sleep for five minutes, eat breakfast, sleep for six more minutes, shower, then I have ten minutes to bask in Alfred’s passive aggressive comments about my social life, then I’m off to Wayne Enterprises, fresh as a daisy.

incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

Nightwing: *sees what Batman and Red Robin are up to* Tracking software? You’re spying on Damian!

Batman: Dick, keeping track of someone because you love them is not wrong. It shows you care.

[Scene cuts to Deathstroke on a nearby rooftop, listening in via a bugging device attached to the Batmobile]

Deathstroke: That’s right, my dear Dick Grayson. *sinister laugh* Soon, you’ll be mine.

[Scene cuts to two FBI agents in a surveillance truck]

FBI Agent #1: *observing Deathstroke via a spy camera* Keep talking, creepo.

FBI Agent #2: Every word buys you a year in the slammer.

incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

When another one of your best friend’s “brilliant” ideas somehow leaves you both stuck in a maze…

Red Hood: Maybe we should split up.

Arsenal: Split up? Jaybird, no! We can fix this partnership!

Red Hood: No, no, I didn’t mean –

Arsenal: Fine! You want out? Then, go! I can make it on my own. Before I met you, I had other friends and dreams.

Red Hood: I was talking about –

Arsenal: Oh, please take me back! The solo vigilante scene is a nightmare! I’m begging you!

Red Hood: I just meant we should split up to get out of this maze…

Arsenal: Deep down, I – I guess I knew that.

Red Hood: Now, there must be a way out –

Arsenal: Of our partnership? I don’t want to live! *runs off screaming*

Red Hood: *sighs*

Red Hood: *opens a hidden doorway and exits*

incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

Why Batman disdains out-of-town supervillain lairs (or taking his sons with him all at once)…

Nightwing: Turkey farm?

Red Hood: No.

Red Robin: Skunks?

Red Hood: No.

Robin: Slaughterhouse?

Red Hood: No.

Catwoman: What are you boys doing back there?

Red Robin: We’re playing “What’s That Odor?”.

Robin: Father’s feet?

Batman: Hn. Damian.

Red Hood: You win, Dami.

Batman: Jason.

Nightwing: Are we there yet, Bruce?

Batman: I’ll tell you when we get there. Go back to your smell game.