hello, lover.

JASON: You were wise to seek help from the world's most deadly weapon. JASON: It's me.

DICK: You know me, JASON, I don’t take any shit. You know what I say to my haters? JASON: What? DICK: I say: “Please don’t hate me, I’m really nice.”

JASON: I'm going the fight the next person who insults DICK. DICK: I hate myself. JASON: Alright, square up.

DICK: I need to dye my hair. JASON: … DICK: Or get another tattoo. JASON: … DICK: Or a new piercing. JASON: Why? DICK: To, you know, appease the mental breakdown gods.

JASON: I wanna be a knight! DICK, a knight: What the fuck do you want this shit for? I kill people, all right? Their blood is on my hands! Every night, when I go to sleep, I see their FUCKING faces staring at me! Their families weep, and I FEEL NOTHING! I’M DEAD INSIDE! JASON: Man, I want some of that in my life!

JASON: New year, same me. Because I'm perfect.

JASON: Don't forget me. DICK: I won't remember anything else.

JASON: You're a lying piece of shit! BRUCE: Oh yeah? You're the idiot that thinks you can get away with everything you do, WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD! BARBARA: I'm leaving and I'm taking Tim with me! DICK, GATHERING CARDS: Aaaaand that's enough Monopoly for today.

DICK: Didn't you die?! JASON: That was weeks ago, dude. Things change.

JASON: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

DICK: lying down and crying JASON: There, there. Why don’t you take some time off to not be around me while you’re like this?

DICK: Do you see yourself as a glass half-full or glass half-empty kind of person? JASON: Half-full, definitely. JASON: Half-full and constantly rising. JASON: Soon the water will escape its container and consume us all.

Jason: Do you know the best way to respond to disagreement? Dick: With tears? Jason: No. Dick: tears up

Jason: Ah ready for another fantastic day of being better than Dick.

Jason: Stands in trash can. Dick: Jason, not again! You're not trash, you're at least recycling!

Dick: You’re not jealous, are you? Jason: No! Dick: Good, ‘cause I consider my fake relationship with you a lot more meaningful.