Damian & Goliath (but the child is the little monster)
Jason: And his only instinct is to destroy everything he touches!
Talia: "Monster" is the word…
Jason: Ah, "little monster" is better!
(They are talking about Damian)
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Talia: Am I to assume you are the detective?…
Tim: Detective? Me? I wish.
Tim: Yeah… Agent Red Robin, at your service.
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Tim: Gotham is incredibly delicate! Who’s going to handle this guy? *points at Jason*
Tim: Oh, right, okay… Wait a minute—
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Alfred: Damian, oh dear. Why are you all wet?
Damian: It’s Jerry’s sandwich day.
Damian: Every Thursday, I take a peanut butter sandwich to Jerry the turkey.
Alfred: Jerry is… a turkey?
Damian: But today, we ran out of peanut butter! So I asked Grayson, and he said to give Jerry a chicken sandwich! But Jerry can't eat chicken! whispers Has anyone ever told you what chicken is?…
Damian: It IS a BIRD! If I gave Jerry chicken, I’d never forgive myself… I went to the corner store to buy peanut butter because all we had was that wretched chicken.
Alfred: Damian, my boy, calm down. Why is this so important?
Damian: Jerry controls the weather.
Steph: I hope you don't have rabies…
Duke: If you do, the dog catcher will take you away to turn you into soap.
Damian: Want to play heroes?
Steph: You don't have a hero doll!
Damian: I have Batgirl *pulls Cass over*
Damian: I made it myself, but the ears are huge… So, let's pretend she has earwax buildup—that's why they're swollen! And in a few days, she's going to the…
*Duke and Steph ran and hid*
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Dick: You are dead meat when I get in there!
Dick: I'm going to put you in the blender, make a puree, use it as pie filling, and give it to the Social Worker. And when he says, "Mmm, delicious. What's the secret?" I'll tell him.
Dick: *startled* Uh! It's love! *smiles*
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Dick: Damian!… Found you, kiddo. This is Mr… Harvey.
Harvey: Nice to meet you.
Damian: You've got "Two-Face" written over you… Harvey Two-Face; you don't look like a social worker.
Damian: …Have you ever killed anyone?
Harvey: No, tell me about yourself—have you been happy?
Damian: I'm doing very well.
Dick signaling with his hands behind Harvey's back
Damian: I eat four meals a day and look both ways before crossing the street! I take afternoon naps and get beaten up!
Dick starts shaking his head frantically behind him.
Damian: Yeah, he gives me a real good thrashing!
Dick: No, no, no… whispers
Damian: Sometimes five times a day!… With rocks.
Damian: Inside a pillowcase!
Dick: *Covers his mouth* ALRIGHT! I'm never giving you straight coffee again… Go play, go on, kiddo…
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Dick: Damian! Don't you understand? Do you want them to take you away?
Damian tries to pull away.
Dick: "No"—you don't understand?
Dick: Ugh... You're such a brat!
Damian: Then send me back and let Drake take my place!
Dick: Tim would behave better than you!
Damian: Fine! Make the switch! He'd make you happy—he's smarter than me!
Dick: And he's not that rude!
Damian: You'll like him because... he stinks just like you!
Dick: GO TO YOUR ROOM. NOW!
Damian: But I'm already in my room! Get off me!
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Damian: We’re an incomplete family, aren't we, Richard?
Dick: No!… Well, maybe. Maybe we are. I shouldn't have yelled at you.
Damian: We’re brothers… Yelling is part of it, too.
Damian: I’d rather have you as a brother than as a father.
Damian: And you like me better as your Robin than Drake, don't you?
Dick: Oh, of course I do… *laughs*
Damian: I hit a classmate today.
Damian: And before that, I bit him…
Dick: You bit him first?! Dami, you shouldn't…
Damian: People treat me differently.
Dick: They… They don't know what they're saying. You're just… still learning how to be around people. And they're still learning how to understand you.
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Damian: A shooting star! It's mine. Get out of here, get out! I'm going to make a wish… Hurry up and move! pushing Dick
Dick: Oh no, I'm about to start getting heavier…
Dick: Yes, I am! It happened yesterday. *throws himself onto Damian*
Damian: Mean brother! Your butt is going to crush me… Why are you so weird?!
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Goliath: angry dragon-bat noises
Jason: WHAT?! After everything that's happened, you expect me to help you? Seriously? Seriously?!
Tim: ...Okay?! You're actually going to help him?
Jason: Oh, he's very convincing.
Tim: Very... Convincing?!
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Damian is latched onto Tim's arm with his teeth.
Luke: ...Is that... kid yours, Richard?!
Tim: Oh, don't worry about it. Please, keep working. I'm fine.
Dick: Uh... her head's a little crooked.
Jason: Actually, she's just ugly.
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Tim: You can't be seen and you can't shoot! Just look in the mirror—you're ugly as hell.
Damian: Look at your drawing.
Damian: Hmm. That shows your level of kindness. For someone like you, that's remarkable.
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Damian: I still have a lot to teach you.
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hitting Jason with a broom
Damian: No, he's my dog; if you want one, adopt your own!
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Damian: Careful with my little demon!
Dick: Dami, we've ruled out "dog."
Dick: We're still debating "demon."
Dick: Good. Just wanted to make sure we were all on the same page.
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Tim wearing Caroline Hill's wig
Jason: Listen… I want to try it on.
Tim: Stop being so jealous of my hairstyle!
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Bruce: And them, Damian? Who are they?
Damian: This is my family! We found… I found. I know it's kind of strange and incomplete, but it's ours. *hugs Bruce*
Bruce: Oh, yes, of course… *hugs him back*
