| Jetstorm: Don't worry about the pain bat boy. I won't feel a thing. |
| Jetstorm: Seek, and you shall find. |
| Jetstorm: Gotta catch them all! |
| Jetstorm: *quickly* I've got one Maximal, make it two, two two Maximals. Two, two Maximals. I'm sorry. Victims cannot make a bid. Two Maximals. Sold to the handsome devil with the silver wings; me! |
| Jetstorm: Hey batty, batty. Swing batty, batty, and in other wise; take that. |
| Jetstorm: *Western Accent* Looky here ma! I caught me a lighting bug. |
| Jetstorm: Sure you don't wanna look back? Cause here comes number one, in three-d. |
| Nightscream: Why? Jetstorm: Beats me kid, but I'll be happy to put you out of you misery. |
| Jetstorm: Honey, I'm home. |
| Jetstorm: So magnificent. What kind of fiesta are we throwing this time? |
| Jetstorm: Get it through your head. I don't care who you think I was, Silverbolt has left the building. Blackarachnia: There's a reason why they call me a black widow. |