Son of Batman

Batman:
You look like you've been working out, Croc. The tail's new.

Killer Croc:
Yeah, got an upgrade.

Killer Croc:
You know, Bats... the problem with steroids is I get the munchies.

Batman:
Alfred?

Batman:
Yes, sir.

Batman:
We're going to have company.

Alfred Pennyworth:
A sleepover? Oh, goody.

Damian Wayne:
So this is the fabled Batcave. Grandfather told me about it. Smaller than I imagined. Very efficient, though.

Alfred Pennyworth:
He is the spitting image of you at that age. It's a bit chilling.

Alfred Pennyworth:
I hope this isn't too cramped for you. That door heads to your bath. The other, to a game room. And you also have this far your amusement. Naturally, you have the run of the mansion.

Damian Wayne:
Of course. I know that. Prepare some tea, Pennyworth.

Alfred Pennyworth:
Brown sugar instead of white, fresh-cut lemon. A china cup. Perhaps master would like some warm mixed nuts and a moist hand towel.

Damian Wayne:
Watch yourself, Pennyworth. I'm not so young that I don't understand sarcasm.

Alfred Pennyworth:
While I am much too old to care.

Alfred Pennyworth:
I think we might be able to skip the gardener.

Bruce Wayne:
Well, he was trained by the League of Assassins.

Alfred Pennyworth:
I, myself, am rooting for the shrubbery.

Nightwing:
The psychos just keep getting younger.

Alfred Pennyworth:
Are you all right, Master Dick?

Dick Grayson:
I took the cut, I can take the stitch.

Damian Wayne:
Maybe you need more anesthetic.

Dick Grayson:
And maybe you need to go f...

Alfred Pennyworth:
Master Dick.

Damian Wayne:
Is this what you wore in training?

Dick Grayson:
It's what I wore when I went on patrol.

Damian Wayne:
The only thing that's missing is lace trim and a sun hat.

Dick Grayson:
You don't fool me. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that you could be Robin. Well, you can't.

Damian Wayne:
I don't need some insipid costume and a bird name. I'm way beyond your kind of simplistic training. As you saw tonight.

Dick Grayson:
Don't forget, you lost that fight.

Damian Wayne:
I wanna help. Like he used to.

Batman:
Bad enough you've given yourself away and let them know we're onto them, but you're letting vengeance guide you.

Damian Wayne:
You've never felt vengeful?

Batman:
Every day. You have to keep your center, Damian. You can't fight crime by becoming a criminal. From now on, stay close. That's an order.

Deathstroke:
Now your luck ends.

Damian Wayne:
You call it luck, I call it skill.

[spits in Deathstroke's eye]

Deathstroke:
Finish me. You were trained to kill your enemies, weren't you? It's what you want.

Damian Wayne:
It's what I would do.

Deathstroke:
It's what your grandfather would do. Well, do it!

Damian Wayne:
No. I'm my father's son, too. I'm Robin.

Talia al Ghul:
I thank you for my life and the life of my son.

Batman:
Our son.

Talia al Ghul:
I need to rebuild the League. Make it stronger, better. Come with me. You and I, together with Damian, would be invincible.

Batman:
The best way to fix the League is to disband it.

Talia al Ghul:
If only it were that easy. Damian should stay with me. He will want to be with his mother.

Batman:
He's Robin now. He stays with the Batman.