Tag: tim drake

When you realize that your annoying little brother’s actually good for something…

Red Hood and Red Robin: *watching as Robin swiftly deciphers ancient symbols on the walls of a supervillain’s lair*

Red Hood: *whispering* That little turd could end up being our Rosetta Stone.

Visiting one of your brother’s Gotham City safe houses be like…

Jason: Something’s buggin’ me…

Tim: Yeah. Me, too. There’s a human skull in your living room.

It’s for those days when he’s all broody and has to deal by acting out “Hamlet”. Like, duh, Timmy. 

Robin: *reviewing a case file on the Batcomputer*

Nightwing: You believe that this guy hasn’t yet recovered emotionally because he’s incapable of finding a new safe house?

Red Robin: It doesn’t take a psychiatrist to know that one.

Red Hood: Standing right here, guys.

Red Hood: *throwing an infinitesimal Wayne Tech USB drive up in the air and catching it over and over with one hand*

Red Hood: So why did Bruce pay eight zillion dollars for this crappy software when we have you?

Red Robin: Under normal circumstances, it allows me to take longer coffee breaks.

Red Robin: *hacking into the facility’s security system*

Nightwing: We shouldn’t do this. We’re technically still on lockdown.

Red Robin: Well, if we don’t, *gestures to Red Hood, who just cocked both his guns* then he’s just going to shoot out the locks.

Discussing how to take down a criminal with an IQ of 145…

Red Hood: Timmy, we’re smarter than he is!

Red Hood: Well, you’re smarter. You’re the smartest person in the world. Ever. I mean, since the beginning of time.

When Nightwing suggests that it might be a good “brotherly bonding” activity for you to investigate a case together…

Red Robin: *pointing to a partially hidden footprint* You should have seen this, Damian, but you were expending too much effort trying to undermine me.

Robin: I assure you that it takes no effort whatsoever.