I don’t like the brooding Batman who contemplates his own existence in a dark room or while having boring fistfights with the underprivileged of Gotham.
I like the Batman who goes back in time to stop Lincoln from being assassinated, calls John Wilkes Booth “an insidious secessionist” and then gets in a fight with Booth and Booth’s machine gun revolvers, hidden assassin blades and steampunk mech suit.
wait what the fuck
Bruce: I work better alone.
Alfred, pointing at the orphan tucked under Bruce’s arm: And that is?
Bruce: This? it’s nothing — [trips] [dozens of orphans spill out of cape] w-what a bunch of amateurs i these aren’t mine I’m just [gathering them up frantically sweating] listen I just listen frick [orphans start backflipping across the floor] no wait I’m holding them for a friend just listen
Howard Stark was a worse father than Odin. Pass it on.
I see your Odin and Howard Stark…
And raise you one Brian Banner.
^^^ Oh snap, that’s hard to beat.
Let’s just throw Harold Barton into the list here.
Jesus, the Avengers should just be called the ‘My Dad’s a douchebag’ club.
At least they had dads.
Omg batman YOU DONT EVEN GO HERE
YOU DON’T EVEN GO HERE
Batman always has to show up to one-up people in the dead parents competition. Sometimes the conversation doesn’t even have to be about dead parents:
*The Avengers sitting at a table eating pizza*
Clint: God, I love stuffed crust pizza.
Batman: *swoops in out of nowhere, brooding* My mom like stuffed crust…. but then she died….
Tony: …..how the hell did you even get in here?
Batman: …I’m Batman….
Steve: That’s your answer to everything….
Tony: Clint, shoot him. JARVIS, please bat-proof tower security and I’m going to call my lawyer about that restraining order…