Dick at Janet Drake's funeral
Dick (internally): The cruel fates, the Greeks called them. The three sisters weaving the loom of life, spinning its golden threads into the years - cutting it whenever the whim took them. Stupid! But I guess we all need something to help us make sense of it all. We need to find meaning in the pain…patterns in the chaos. Tim needs it now, as I once did. As Bruce did before me. So why do we make our faces into masks? Why do we hide the pain we all feel?
Tim: Thanks for coming, Dick. I know how busy -
(They shake hands.)
Dick: It was the least I could do, Tim. Believe me - I know what you're going through. If you need any help, any time -
Tim (looking down): I appreciate that. But... I'll cope.
(In the background, we see Tim shaking somebody else's hand.)
Dick to Bruce: He's a brave kid. He's in control.
Bruce: Yes.
Dick: You know what comes next, don't you?
- Batman 455 (Christmas Eve, the day before Tim officially becomes Robin)
144 notes
·
View notes