Ch'od: "OOPS"
Storm: "As always, Ch'od, the master of understatement."

Gambit: "Like the way you move chere. Pretty near a match for me, yah? Don't talk much tho', pretty Psylocke. What, you prefer mind-speak?"
Jubilee: "Geez-Loueez, Gambit -- an' I thought I was the born motor mouth!"
Forge: "Way you treat that boy, Jubilee... you either hate his guts or like him alot."

Banshee: "Gambit does ask a lot o' questions. Learnin' all he can about us... without revealing a whit about himself."

Ka-zar: "But Rogue - honey, you look so gosh-darn cute!"
Rogue: "Lucky for you, Ka-zar, ah', a lady. Else ah'd say somethin' real rude."

Forge: [Upon seeing Prof X for the first time] "So that's the legendary Charles Xavier."
Jubilee: "Big deal. Way old-timers talk, I figured he's be something real flash. He's just some ancient bald geek."
Gambit: "Nice talk, chere."
Jubilee: "I ain't you're "chere", Cajun. An' I say what I please!"

Magneto: Try as I might, I cannot stop this. And worst of all as my life is torn from me, turned into a sideshow entertainment for Brainchild's sadistic pleasure... with my strength devoted wholly to that struggle, I have nothing left to block my emotional responses to the memories themselves. Once more, I hear myself howl 'til my voice shatters at the sight of my daugher, Anya, burning to death before my eyes. Once more, hot bloodmixes with salt tears as my beloved Isabelle's throat is cut by those I thought my trusted friends. Once more, rage flashes through me... hand in hand with a terror I'd not felt since Auschwitz... as at last I confront the Shadow King. Followed by sick shame at the awful cost of my survival. [Zaladne stops the memories and Magneto attempts to fight back]
Zaladne: "It's no more than an old wolf's last gesture of defiance."
Magneto: [He is lifted from the platform and spots Rogue & Co.] They think me beaten, finished. A mistake many have made in the past. As I found strength, as a boy, to survive being machine-gunned and buried alive, and later the unimaginable horror of Auschwitz... so do I find it in me, here and now, to break free.

P!ral: "Your pardon, sentient, but are you of the same species and gender as the Imperial Consort [Prof. X]?""
Forge: "Uhhh... Yes, I am."
P!ral: "Splendid! I am P!ral."
Forge: [Grinning and Thinking] "Be still my heart!"

Jubilee: "Boldy go where nobody's ever gone -- Phooey!"

Jubilee: "I'm not lost. No way, how try TREY uncool. Just wasn't paying attention the last couple'a three turns."

Iceman: "My love life is falling apart... and I'm shopping for pork rinds?!"

Bishop: "Bobby told me I was living in the past."

Wolverine: "Useta happen more then -- than it does now."
Storm: "Logan?!"
Wolverine: "Laughin' Ororo. Useta happen more'n it does now. You. Me. The russkie and the elf? Those were good times."
Storm: "True, it is nice to see us all smiling again. Even if it is just for today."
Wolverine: "When'd it happen, 'Ro? When'd life start slammin' us so hard that we forgot how to laugh?"
Storm: "Goddess only knows, old friend."

Bishop: "You know, LeBeau, you are indeed something of a jerk."
Gambit: "There you go, mon ami -- there's somethin' you can always count on."

Bishop: [To ArchAngel] "For once, it seems, I agree with LeBeau. Being an X-Man isn't something you can walk away from."

Gambit: "You t'ink dey serve drinks at de late show?"
Phoenix: "I think the more nervous you get -- the more jokes you crack."
Gambit: "Shhh. Ancient family secret."

Gambit: [to Phoenix] "Just when I was afraid de only reason ya asked me to come along is my irresistible animal magnetism."

Bishop: "Remy?"
Gambit: "Did you jus' call me "Remy"?! Not Gambit. Not LeBeau. For de first time since you dropped into dis century, you called me Remy. You tryin' to make me blush?"

Bishop: "-- But it is reassuring in a small way to know I am not going insane."

Gambit: "Actually, Mon Ami... We really have it pretty good.
Bishop: "Indeed?"
Gambit: "I mean, let's look at de big picture. We got a mansion in Westchester where we get to hang out all day wit' friends and de closest thing any of us have t'family--and we get to use all dis way-cool technology t'help in fightin' de bad guys. Dis water skimmer is a case in point. I mean, if de entire world didn't fear and hate us and want all mutants dead--we'd be having the time of our lives."
Bishop: "But they do. And we aren't."
Gambit: "Details."

Gambit: "I don't believe we ever met, Marko. De name is Gambit!"
Juggernaut: "That name is almost as dumb as yer accent... How 'bout if I just call ya "LOSER"! [Knocks Gambit Unconscious]

Rogue: "Ah...saw what ya did. It must have been hard on you."
Gambit: "No, Chere. Not having you in my life...? Dat was hard."

Gambit: "So why's everybody callin' him "Joseph"? What is dat all about? Maybe I should just start callin' myself somethin' different. James. "Gambit"? No, I'm James."

Gambit: "... dese people even accepted me. Dat should tell ya what a poor judge of character dey are."
Joseph: "Point taken"

Cannonball: "Ah can think of 12 different ways t'remove his hand - half of which would allow him t'keep it attached to his arm."

Gambit: [To Joseph] "Really. And how do you remember that, amnesia lad?"

Gambit: [To Rogue] "Girl, don you ever listen? Wit'out you...I don't have much of a life!"

Gambit: "I'm sorry. For all de stupid t'ings I done as a pup... All de lies and de betrayal to me an' my own. I'll always be sorry..."

Gambit: [to Rogue] "One more thing, Chere. With your powers negated...it means this may be our one night. Our first. Our last."

Rogue: [to Gambit] "Almost from that first time we headed into town on your bike...Ah could feel it. For the first time in my entire life, ah felt hope."

Gambit: [To Rogue] "I hope someday, you'll be able to forgive me, Chere...Because I know I never will."

Rogue: [About Gambit] "An' if he's too stupid to know he needs rescuin', that's too dang bad."

Rogue: "Ah jus' found you, Remy, an' ah ain't about to lose you."

Rogue: [to Erik the Red after he makes her kiss Gambit] "How dare you violate me like that!? You mentally raped me! Your justice's lef' me pregnant with a new personality -- an' the exact one ah wanted ta get to know like a real, normal woman!"

Rogue: "Now why don't you lay off mah friend an' tell me what this is all about?"
Radius: "Make me, skunk-head."

Gambit: "To my friends, de name's Remy LeBeau. To my enemies, it's Gambit. You can go on ahead an' forget dat first name right about now."

Gambit: "I'm a t'ief when all else fails..."

Storm: "All that remains is hope -- hope that Gambit is the man I believe him to be -- a man with the heart of a hero, not of a thief."

Shadowcat: "So what, are you coming back?"
Gambit: "To de X-Men? Nah, sometimes you can't go back. The's one of those times."
Storm: "Come now, Remy. We both know the real reason you resist retuning--Rogue. But issues between people must be resolves. At one point Charles and Magneto were close, but when they drifted apart it was the distance that made them enemies. You don't want that to happen with the X-Men. You don't want that with Rogue. Come back with us..."

Shadowcat: "So how did you get out of Antartica, Gambit? You never did say."
Gambit: "I walked. Let's leave it at that."

Cecilia: [to Gambit] "Is your accent as real as the lung cancer that cigarette's going to give you?"

Kitty: "Rogue has some ribbon in her room, but she’s snoring up a storm, and I wouldn’t want to wake her."
Nightcrawler: "I could teleport in and out quickly without her noticing."
Kitty: "And stink up the joint? Subtle. But I think she’d notice."