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The rational part of me, the grown-up, says we're totally screwed. The problem is too big and terrifying. But the kid in me? You know, the Teen Titan? He's fearless, and his hope is absolutely limitless. You know that feeling, Raven. It's why we all choose this life. And that's why it has to be the Titans. Together. Fearless as kids, strong as the Justice League.
Colleen Edwards. Aggressive maybe to a fault. Headstrong. Overcompensates trying to prove herself. One of the 'wings.
Zak?! Coleen's younger brother. Nightwing Blue. Also a detective. Good dude. I like him, but sometimes wonder if his heart is really in it. Or if he followed in his old man's footsteps because he didn't know what else to do.
Look, Bruce. No one knows Gotham better than you. It's your city. It's Batman's city... But it's also nearly four hundred years old. Which means over the years, maybe it belonged to something else, too. Something big. Something dark.
Don't usually get rhyming demons in Gotham City.
He disparaged the legacy of Robin. He might insults us, but insulting the mantle is something the real boy wonder would never do, because he thinks he was born to take it.
Ambushed by one of my worst enemies, Raptor. Fast, brutal, efficient. It's like he came out of the ground.
You're a lifesaver, Hutch. The epitome of what a firefighter should be.
They were... the greatest heroes in the world. Heroes who could do the impossible. But more than that... they were a team.
I don't do pop. I'm going through a post-punk phase. Vinyl only.
If you're dating the Penguin's son, does that mean you're into "chicks" now?
It's a whole new Gotham. Don't know what place it has for us.
They say in Spyral, the only operative you can trust is yourself. But I'm starting to think that they couldn't be more wrong. After all, there's no one better at lying to you... than you.
I'm so sorry Bruce... I'm so sorry. I'm not... I'm not good enough for you... Not good enough for the Batman...
No body to catch me this time, Bruce. Let's see if I remember how to jump with no net.
Sorry, Mother ... but I think that's my job.
He saw that we could be better than him. That our lives didn't have to be defined by our traumas like his was. You don't understand Batman. You don't understand Robin.
The gas revealed my biggest fear, Bruce. That you don't think I'm good enough to be Robin.
Those attackers. Mother creates "designer human beings-- and didn't know until Mother wanted them to. Our names are on that list, too.
Look, Bruce. No one knows Gotham better than you. It's your city. It's Batman's city... But it's also nearly four hundred years old. Which means over the years, maybe it belonged to something else, too. Something big. Something dark.
Look, Bruce is a lot of things. World's Greatest Detective, the Caped Crusader, the Dark Knight. All of it. But what he's not is selfish. He gives whatever he has. You've fought with him. You know. Whatever happens, he bleeds first. But being happy... that's not bleeding. That's not giving. That's asking for something. And it's not easy for Batman to ask.
I'm here as long as you need me.
Gotham. The night. The rain. And the Dynamic Duo. What do you say, Batman? Ready for some fun?!
Here's to Damian... winner and still champion.
You don't need to try so hard, Damian. If you haven't noticed, kid, you're already wearing the "R" on your chest.
Turn this loss -- this tragedy -- into something better. Not just for your sake and his, but for all the people of Gotham just like when your parents died. You have to go out each night and be Batman.
You're on the wrong side of all this... "Batman". Anyone who gives a damn about what's right would understand.
Raptor, while other teenagers were doing their paper routes, I was navigating the secret lairs of Jokers, Pranksters, Puzzlers, and Riddlers. There was even a "Sudokuer" once, I think--"
Every TV station, paper, magazine, blog and radio program in Gotham has been overridden... corrupted.
Any sheep-rattler can win with a fist, yeah? Only we can win with a story.
Then you're in luck. This is Gotham City. This place is practically built on adventure.
Save your mustache-twirling for someone who hasn't met an actual scary "villain", Lex. Like, y'know, Kite-Man.
Ask him to tell me everything about Agent Zero. About Luka Netz. About Spyral.
I was Robin. I was the first. I wore the colors you're wearing. I bled them black. That means I get the blame for what's going on here. For all of you. For what you're done. What you're going to do. You're wanted by the police. You need help. You need to become what you think you are. That's my fault. And that's my responsibility.
Oh, Otto. You stupid, evil maniac. Always forcing yourself into places you shouldn't, thinking you're invincible. Always falling into traps. Risk is what I do. Risk is who I am. What's one more leap without a net? Tsuchigomo.
Outed to the world. Murdered. Surrounded by crazies. Maybe covered in evil mini robots that could eat my skin. And chased by college girls.
If we're dead, she's dead. So we're not dead. We walk.
He caught me before I hit the ground. He was my net. He taught me to focus my anger. To stop myself from hating the world. From blaming everyone for the evil of a few. And then I realized how lucky I was. I realized I had to pay it back. I owed it to other people to be their net. I had to dedicate my life to being there to catch anyone who needed it.
I'm going to help my friends. I'm going to help anyone who needs me. I'm going to beat the bad guys. And I'm going to do it as...Nightwing.
What is life if you can't remember anything? If you don't even know who you are?
We want the same things, Mr. Wayne. And if you'll let me, I want to help you fight for them.
The city has thrown its worst at me. It's taken its best shot... twisted creations and all. But I'm still standing. I'm still here. Now, Gotham has nothing that can scare me.
I want to save the soul of Gotham.
Guy drops half a building on the street and he thinks I'm the reason everything's terrible. Gotta love a narcissist.
You turned the whole thing into a rallying cry. But the truth is... You're not a "paragon" of anything.
Sonia... she didn't let Shiva intimidate her. She found a way to finish what she started. So can I!
You know, when I saw the news report that the circus was still alive... I didn't believe it. It didn't make any sense. Why would he let them live? Is it selfish to think it could have been for this? So in case I made it out alive... I could see them leave me?
This is the first time I've been out here since Damian saved the city. The first time since...Robin died. Two weeks ago, Joker turned my world upside down. He burned Amusement Mile. The people I trusted -- and who trusted me-- either died or left for good. But Damian was there. He was my brother. And now...now I'm supposed to move forward. Right. Forward.
The point of putting out feelers through Spade was to keep it quiet that I'm here. This... is the opposite of that.
The way I see it, I already beat you down twice. You try to get cute, we'll make it a hat trick. And the next time you wake up, there won't be donuts.
The Prankster and his men are terrorizing Chicago. The city's on lockdown. And Tony Zucco, the man who killed my parents, claims to be the only one who knows what's really going on. This is so not how I saw today going.
The last time I saw her, she had a knife to Johnny Spade's throat. And was, you know, talking to herself. Go figure she's the one stealing anti-psychotics.
You know, a lot of times people get manipulative like that because something big blows up in their life. They cling extra hard to whatever shreds they can, to whatever they do have control over.
Lies. Half-truths. Games. And yet, in the end, ... I feel bad for Sonia.
Part of it's a defense mechanism. You don't want to be defined by the terrible thing that happened. You don't want to be hurt anymore. You want to be someone stronger. So you "try on" different people. Until you find the right you.
Tell me who hired Saiko... and my second call will be to a doctor.
I owe it to mom and dad to face fear with a grin. And I try to pay Bruce Wayne back by doing for others what he did for me. By being their net. By catching them before they hit the ground.
I've only been in Bludhaven a few days, and I've already managed to stumble my way into two murder cases and star in an ad campaign aimed at tourists. I pick up the strangest hobbies.
I--I trusted someone. And people died. Just like you, Jimmy. It made me question who I trust. If I even trusted myself. But when I look in the mirror, I don't see a monster. I see a human. Someone who makes mistakes, and tries to do better. Like the Run-Offs. Like Shawn. You went looking for monsters. Because what you see in other people... it's your own reflection.
You're not the best version of me. You're the failed me. You're the epitome of my fear that I'll get Shawn killed. That's what the blade showed me. The worst possibilities. The worlds where best intentions go awry. Where heroes fail. That's not the world I live in.
Me? Do something dangerous? Babs, it's like you hardly know me.
I've spent so much time making sure I'm not driven by tragedy. By revenge. By anger. It's important to me. Having that pregnancy scare and everything we went through, made me realize I want my child to learn that from me.
When I was Robin, Batman used to assign me to read the criminal records of every masked perp and weirdo we could get ahold of. Years later, I still do it, though it's usually on the couch while watching TV. So forgive me if I mix any of these guys up with "The Bachelor" cast members.
Roland. Wait. There's something you should know. I'm going to beat you. Because I know you...You've convinced yourself that you care about this city. That you're a hero of the people. That you're bigger than life. But this isn't about guilt because you used your brother. It isn't about regret because you left Bludhaven behind. You took that serum when you were scared and alone. When you couldn't fight for yourself and no one would fight for you. All of this? It's about proving that you aren't the weaker brother.
When someone dies, their passing does something strange to everyone who knew them. It forces a reset. In the seconds, minutes, days after, you ask what life will be like without them. And you ask if you're doing the most you can...with the short amount of time you've got. Who are you? Why do you do what you do? And what do you really want?
You were supposed to be watching out for her from the shadows. If you'd followed Zucco, you'd have seen him put acid on the line. But instead you saw the bigger get. The better hand. So you built a new brand to hide behind. You cobbled together a costume taken from a half-dozen different super-heroes to convince yourself you weren't the bad guy. You built a metal glove and named it after the Romani wizard Suyolak, chained to a rock to prevent him from destroying the world. You caged the fingers that had betrayed you and destroyed your world. You blamed Bruce Wayne. The rich. The elite. Me. Anything to avoid blaming yourself. Dealer wins.
The sting of saltwater hits my nose--I'm too late. Again. I failed to stop him when I was Robin. I failed to stop him when I was Dick Grayson. And now I'm failing as Nightwing. Failure is death. Thirty-one murders. All on me.
Yeah, well...I had everyone fooled. Everything they called me back then...The young daredevil! A living hurricane! Hard-fisted little-scrapper! I was punching and kicking and joking all the time...everyone forgot what I had been through. I was still a kid who saw my parents killed. Becoming a crime-fighter wasn't a cure for my grief. It was an outlet. And sometimes, all that pain...it made me reckless.
Yeah. I mean -- of course. They have to take responsibility for the things they did, but -- none of us are our worst moments.
For the record, I don't even have a girlfriend. Because of situations like this one. I'm in my mid-twenties and I don't have a single relationship with a person who doesn't have an alter ego.
Something happened last night. Something I can't quite make sense of. As Dick Grayson, I'm a guy who will always choose a face-to-face conversation over a phone call or an e-mail. And as Nightwing, I'm the kind of hero who prefers to crack a jaw or sweep a leg over chasing some invisible threat. But bank robbers no longer wear ski masks and carry shotguns. They hack accounts. And assassins don't position their rifles on rooftops. They program drones. How do you fight? How do you date? How do you even talk to anyone anymore. The rules keep changing. It's honestly hard to know how to be alive right now.
Can we please go back to the days when all you needed to be a hero was a grappling hook and a tireless supply of punches?
Earlier, Batgirl said we'd gone down the rabbit hole. We have no idea how deep it actually goes. Or how dark it gets. This is just the surface. This is just the beginning. The first wave was Bludhaven. The second wave is Gotham.
This is the home of the greatest -- and deadliest -- motorcycle race in the cosmos. And that's why I'm here. To win it.
I'm not going to pretend to be the best motorcyclist in this race. But once you get me up in the air... it's no contest. This is the equivalent of a violent trapeze. And with circus physics on my side... I can deliver the endgame.
One second, I'm standing with a gun pushed into my head. The next... I, I'm not quite sure what I am. My muscles moved independently. As if on instinct. And that's when I realize I might not be fine.
Note to self: you're not a superhero.
So Burl is going to be okay. Had a burrito with a beautiful woman. And some cop was nice enough to take the weight of that whole Nightwing thing off my shoulders. I gotta tell you... what is there not to love about life right now?
This is my fault. This kid took a bullet that was meant for me. No. Meant for Nightwing. If I hadn't turned my back on who I was... that would be me. Is this who I am now? Someone who lets other people fight his battles for him?
Strange's patients-- Balinoff and the others. I saw session footage-- the reasons they came to Strange, they were in treatment. I almost missed it myself, but it can't be coincidence. Strange chose them. People wrestling with their childhoods. Fighting grief. Fear. Manipulating those around them-- trapped by their own egos. Their faults. Four patients. Four monsters coming together to form something more. I know you better than anyone. The others might not see it, but I do. You said it yourself. Strange is a psychologist. These aren't just monsters. They're a statement. They're his diagnosis... of Batman.
Like I said, I don't remember my years as a hero. If they were filled with days like this... I consider that a blessing.
This is where my amnesia is a liability. Have I met this guy before? We can't possibly be related. Can we?
By order of the Court of Owls... you are all...sentenced to die.
The time has come to determine who I really am. Ric Grayson, Talon... or Dick Grayson, Nightwing.
Whatever's stalking us expects a mask. So let's give it one. Let's give it Nightwing.
Titans. We're not kids. We're not sidekicks and wannabes. We're not children you can prey on. We're not the Teen Titans. We are the Titans.
The collapse of the Source Wall -- indeed, the Source Wall itself -- is not public knowledge. But a barrier has come down, flooding the universe with pockets of energy and debris utterly unknown to terrestrial science. And it's changing our world. These emergent events are unlike anything we've ever faced. The most common consequence is the spontaneous ignition of new, uncontrolled meta-powers. There needs to be a team ready, 24/7, to respond to these crises as they happen.
Karen, all I'm saying is one of us tipped them off. It's the only way H.I.V.E could have known.
I'll give you all time to collect your things. Then I'm shutting down the Tower systems. I'm sorry it's come to this... but this is what we need right now.
We don't kill and we don't let others kill. That's the Titans' remit. My team. My rules.
We have to hold on, sweetheart. Our pals will be working on a fix. Meg, honey, we have to hold on to ourselves... remind ourselves that even if everything around us is fake... we're real.
The rational part of me, the grown-up, says we're totally screwed. The problem is too big and terrifying. But the kid in me? You know, the Teen Titan? He's fearless, and his hope is absolutely limitless. You know that feeling, Raven. It's why we all choose this life. And that's why it has to be the Titans. Together. Fearless as kids, strong as the Justice League.
I miss you. Every day, I think about you both, and I wonder... I wonder what you would say if you could see me now. Mom, dad... would you still be proud of your son if you could see what I've become? Would you cheer me on? Or would it scare you to death that your son is a vigilante?
That first time I saw the Justice League, I was just a kid... and so I saw them through my young eyes. They were larger than life. Perfect. Being a part of that meant the world to me. But over the years I saw their struggles. And this new world showed me their greatest failure. At first it scared me. But now it's reminded me of what the Justice League really is. They're a group of people that, no matter the challenge, inspire each other to do better... to be heroes.
I remember everything. Each and every special moment. How much she means to me. How much I love her. Which is only going to make this harder.
Bruce... you know you're not weak, right? I don't have to tell you that. I mean... you're Batman.
You know... generally, I solve problems by punching people out. By taking some bad guy apart at the seams and putting him away. It's rare that I get to help someone directly.
We put on the mask knowing that, no matter how hard we fight, the world as we know it won't change much. But we're not in it to change the world. We're just trying to do some good... and maybe -- along the way -- make for ourselves a future brighter than the one that stalks us.
Boss Maroni is cruel, vindictive, and has no regard for human life...
Babs is going to be disappointed, but she should experience the injustice of Bludhaven for herself. This city has forgotten how to take on monsters and win.
My brother. Tim Drake. Thought of by many as the best Robin. I totally get it.
Mayor Zucco. The criminal daughter of the man who killed my parents is the mayor of my city. There's no way I'm sleeping.
Zucco knew them. He targeted them.
Tim, Steph, Jason... we were all Robins to Bruce first... but you were my Robin.
We're going to talk about how we were all Batman's sidekick, Robin. And decide, once and for all, if that was a good thing or not.
I am probably one hundred percent right about this. My name should be darker, my costume stealthier. But that's exactly why I'm going to use this instead. Bright red and yellow. The antithesis of what he would want. See, this may be dumb... but it's really gonna $%^* him off.
Let me guess, these criminals are all animals and I'm just feeding them. I should stop moralizing --
This is all pretty new to me... but I'm pretty sure brothers are supposed to keep each other's secrets.
My parents and I used to soar. Then I watched them fall. Since that day, I've tried to catch everyone. Now I know I can do more. For this city. For its people. More than catch then when they're falling... I can help this city soar.
No, Alfred. This is my responsibility. I'm his partner. I can't fail him. And I can't lose him too. Not like them. Not again.
How are they keeping them in line? What is the Tower doing that Arkham Asylum wasn't?
Starting life in a traveling circus, I know a house doesn't make a home. Home is where your family is. Whether you were born into that family or whether you found each other.
She fights with so much heart. She's as powerful as a hundred Nightwings. She's the superhero. A real superhero.
The trick is working out that you're not trying to be that hero you worship. You have to be your own.
The Flash is disassembling an entire collapsed, burning building. He doesn't have super-strength. He's just working as fast as he can. He'll do whatever it takes to get to me. He heals fast, but he's probably broken his fingers several times... before he sees me. His name is Wally West. He's The Flash. He's the fastest man on Earth... and my best friend.
No matter the odds, no matter the dangers, when I see the powerless attacked... I leap in.
I think you're the man who disappoints me the most in this city. Blockbuster -- I've looked into his eyes. I've seen what he is. He doesn't pretend to be anything other than a power-hungry thug. But you, you put on a badge and swore to protect and serve. And instead of protecting the vulnerable, you chose to protect the most powerful. You chose to serve the most corrupt, the most evil. You were supposed to defend Blüdhaven from men like Maroni and Desmond. Instead, you joined them. You weaponized your police force against the populace. You made the people fear you. You're everything wrong with this city tucked into a uniform.
I think you're the man who disappoints me the most in this city. Blockbuster -- I've looked into his eyes. I've seen what he is. He doesn't pretend to be anything other than a power-hungry thug. But you, you put on a badge and swore to protect and serve. And instead of protecting the vulnerable, you chose to protect the most powerful. You chose to serve the most corrupt, the most evil. You were supposed to defend Blüdhaven from men like Maroni and Desmond. Instead, you joined them. You weaponized your police force against the populace. You made the people fear you. You're everything wrong with this city tucked into a uniform.
I am so sick of men like you. Men who could do anything and choose to hurt people. Men who have everything and still want to take more. This city deserves so much better--
You know... I shouldn't say this, but after... things changed between you and Bruce, he told me you said you were worried love would solve him somehow. Like he wouldn't be able to be the Bat if he had you. But you know how he is. Nothing's ever really gonna solve that in him. Not the love of a woman. And the love of a man wouldn't solve it for you, either. So... I don't know why you ran away like that... from someone who wants to be your family.
... we show them where the real power lies in this city.
Bruce, you being Batman has given us a purpose when we thought we didn't have one. In our darkest moments, you gave us the spark to pick ourselves up and keep fighting. You work in the darkness to bring out the light for us all to live in.
We were all Batman's sidekick, Robin.
Superman never lies.
It was a bad date with Supergirl!
We tried something here. We tried to create a place for the next generation of heroes. A place where we could teach them Where they could learn together, in peace. In Safety. And Deathstroke took it all away. We're building a new Titans Tower in Blüdhaven. But this is the scene of our failure. We lost our school...
I hope you're ready... because the world is watching us.
I say... Nightwing is awesome.
With the limited time you had, you traveled back to get us to solve your murder before it happens.
And for once, you're on the side of the Angels.
It's too real to be a dream...
What do you say we help keep Bludhaven safe, Cameron?
You're lecturing me about trust? You don't trust anyone, Bruce. Including me.
My name is Dick Grayson. And I have a plan to beat Haywire and his Terror Titans.
No Matter how feral Bruce get at his heart... …he's still a Good boy
In his mind, Damian probably thinks of himself as more powerful than Superman.
This place isn't around anymore. It got wiped out on account of being... uh... a t-shaped target with a lot of enemies.
There's... somewhere I need to go.
In many ways Garth is the opposite of Roy. He truly does not seem to care what anyone thinks of him. He's a loner and happy to be that.
This poor girl has come through a lot and doesn't trust anyone. I remember that well.
Thanks for helping me get this far. But I'm ready to fall.
It's okay to be a fan. But you shouldn't put me or anyone on that big a pedestal.
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