Jason: And now we’re on the brink of World War Two.
Tim: Three.
Jason: It’s not a competition, Tim!
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Red Hood: And now we’re on the brink of World War Two –
Red Robin: Three.
Red Hood: It’s not a competition, Tim!
Jason: Hey, you idiots wanna hear my plan or not?
Jason:Alright… Suggestion?
Tim: About what?
Jason: What are we talking about? Stopping Bruce from selling Wayne Tech to Lex Corp!
Damian: You said you had a plan.
Jason: My plan is to crowdsource a plan!
In the Batcave, an unconscious and injured Dick on the gurney…
Jason: Tim, better pill up. You’re assisting Alfred with the surgery.
Tim: Why me?
Jason: You’re good at math.
Tim: How’s that supposed to help?
Jason: Can’t hurt.
Red Robin: Where the heck are you going?!
Red Hood: To get my leather jacket! I’m not defusing a bomb in this.
Tim: But even though Dick may be clingy…
Barbara: Oh, Saran Wrap could take a lesson.
Going through the case file of a recent shooting incident…
Tim: But they were blanks! Weren’t they?
Jason: Only if the back of his skull picked that exact moment to explode outwards.
Tim: What are you doing?
Jason: Uh, none-of-your-business-ing.
On a secret mission…
Red Hood: So, obviously I’m not happy about this whole arrangement, but…
Red Robin: But Bruce is, so…
Red Hood: But I wonder what Dick thinks about…
Red Robin: Nightwing’s not “need to know” this.
Red Hood: Wow. “Open purse, remove balls,” huh?
Red Robin: I thought you were gonna shoot me.
Red Hood: The day’s not over.