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GAMBIT: Stop screamin' like a girl at a Backstreet Boys' concert.
From: Gambit #3
GAMBIT: This would be the part where the nun smacked your hands wit' a ruler for
bein' a bad boy. Or did that only happen to me?
From: Gambit #4
BLADE: You always talk this much when you fight?
GAMBIT: Nah. Jus' gettin' a rise outta you. Watch you go through your full range
of emotions - grim t'grimmer.
From: Gambit #4
XAVIER: Walking into a trap is one thing. But to do so blindly is -
GAMBIT: What's the saying, prof, "love is blind?"
From: Gambit #5
HERD MEMBER: It's conditioning time.
YOUNG GAMBIT: And I didn't even shampoo.
From: Gambit #6
GAMBIT: Guess all that rap music and those videogames must've inured me t'th
effects of perpetrating real violence on psychotic killers.
From: Gambit #9
SEK: A-plus for entrance. B-minus for tush.
GAMBIT: B-minus?
SEK: Tuxes are gorgeous on a guy, but your usual wardrobe is . . . bulging in
certain spots.
From: Gambit #10
ANDREA STRUCKER: Looking edible, LeBeau.
GAMBIT: Pshaw, Andrea, y'always been so subtle.
From: Gambit #10
SEK: How can you fit that much ego into such a thin body?
GAMBIT: You were th' one who brought up those bulges.
From: Gambit #10
ANDREAS STRUCKER: LeBeau? Please remove yourself.
GAMBIT: Said th' same thing four years ago when I was stuck t' your sister on that
velour -
ANDREAS STRUCKER: I remember! And I shall make you pay for that incident too! After I have the princess in my grasp . . .
GAMBIT: 'Member you mentionin' something about that too, but you were talkin' about Fergie.
From: Gambit #10
GAMBIT: Hey, Spock isn' s'posed to'make fun of Kirk in front of de aliens.
From: Gambit #12
GAMBIT: Oh please, will you guys shut up! You're makin' me want to travel through
time to certain death!
From: Gambit #12
GAMBIT: Jake . . . you . . . uhm . . . look . . . well . .. uhm, will you marry me?
COURIER: Hate. You.
GAMBIT: Okay, okay . . . How 'bout jus' some hot lovin'?
From: Gambit #12
GAMBIT: I'm tired, Carl. I mean, I am really tired. Life tired, you know? You know what it's
like t'always carry someone else's load only to realise the load you put on yourself is even heavier?
From: Gambit #18
RAX: By taking down the leader of an X-Men "clan", I will be rewarded with the proper respect
due to me!
GAMBIT: Oh, c'mon, next you gon' bully me for my lunch money!
From: Gambit #22
Gambit: New Sun is me, or, rather, th' Remy Lebeau of an alternate Earth. 'Cept he doesn' have my name, my experiences, my accent...or my cute buns."
From: Gambit #24
GAMBIT: Thirty miles per hour, chile' -- you did see that sign said thirty
miles per hour, didn't you?
ROGUE: Stop pretendin' mah drivin' scares you, Remy!
From: X-Men Unlimited #3
GAMBIT: A prize worth the winning! You may have lost the
game, you and your furry partner, but, for you, at least there is a chance
to claim something from the day! Champagne, candlelight. Magic time,
chere.
CYCLOPS: Er . . . Gambit . . . maybe you should curb that romantic
soul of yours.
JUBILEE: Yeah, the lady's not interested, big G.
GAMBIT: No? Ah, Jubilee, how little you . . . .
ROGUE: NO! Keep your slimy paws off'a me, Gambit! You know Ah can't
make flesh-to-flesh contact with you without drainin' all your powers
anyway!
GAMBIT: Perhaps. But don' nobody know how Gambit loves a challenge.
From: X-Men #4
GAMBIT: So, it's not the champagne and candlelight dinner I
imagined when I asked you out, I suppose it'll have to do in a pinch.
ROGUE: I thought you'd appreciate me makin' you an' ol' fashion
Cajun meal with muh own two hands.
GAMBIT: If I made a list of things to do "with your own two hands",
stirrin' gumbo wouldn't be on it.
ROGUE: Ya certainly know how ta get under a girl's skin.
GAMBIT: I'm trying.
ROGUE: Gambit, please! Ya know even the slightest physical contacts
means Ah'd absorb ya mind and powers!
GAMBIT: Worse fates spring t'mind, chere.
ROGUE: That's all Ah'd need - thoughts o' you runnin' through muh
head twenty-four hours a day.
GAMBIT: How'd dat be any
different than now?
From: X-Men #8
GAMBIT: Every part a' the man I was says I should push my bo-staff through your thick skull but de problem
with dat solution is that I'd be givin' you exactly what you want! Best way t'beat you down, Creed, ain't t'bet you
up. I worked too hard, care too much about bein' here, learnin' how t'love for real, an' bein' an X-Man t'let a
loser like you take it away from me. So, I know the best way t'win the fight against you is for me an' Rogue t'be
happy together.
From: X-Men #38
GAMBIT:Dat's what it boils down to? D'fact dat there are not answers t'these questions? Ignorin' d'problems don' solve anythin'. It's jus' what we do t'get through the day. Day by day. 'Til years pile up, an' ya think d'problem's gone away. Only t'wake up an' realize ya were kiddin' ya'self..."
From: X-Men #45
ROGUE: Nothing about this day went like I dreamed, so I want a straight answer.
GAMBIT: You dreamed about dis? Really? An’ what did I do in dis dream?
ROGUE: Well . . . in one version , you came crawlin’ back like a dog. Ah punched you across the state an’ back, then walked away, free of your spectre.
GAMBIT: Uh, are we goin’ there, chere? If so, I’ll save you the trouble an’ start walkin’.
From: X-Men #81
GAMBIT: "Dere's sadness in the world, sure. But I choose to see the joy. The miracle is that we live. The responsibility of living is that we try to make the world a little better. Dirge, he don't see dat. Best he figures, I cry, I bury myself so deep in grief I become dead myself. Ain't dat easy, mon brave. I love these people. I love Rogue. I choose t' honor their lives an' what dey mean t' me wit' a celebration. My soul won't ever be lost, Dirge--because now an' always, I choose to laugh."
From: Uncanny X-Men #382
More about Gambit than by Gambit, but a classic:
Jean: I must confess that he takes my breath away.
Cyclops: Oh, well when I have the chance, remind me to drop a truck on him.
Xavier: Cyclops.
Cyclops: A big truck.
Xavier: Cyclops!
Cyclops: A really big truck.
Xavier: CYCLOPS!
From: X-Men #1
Gambit to Bishop: For de first time since you dropped into dis century, you called me "Remy". You tryin to make me blush?
From: X-Men #46
Gambit: Where'd you get dat extra bio-energy?
Bishop: I stored it. Where'd you hide the bo-staff?
Gambit: Don't ask if y'don't want to know.
Cerebro: Security alert. Sector:Subaqua V
Gambit: In English
Cerebro: That was ENGLISH
Phoenix: I think the more nervous you get, the more jokes you crack
Gambit: Shh . Ancient family secret
From: Uncanny X-Men #333
Wolverine: So yer the skirt that tamed the Cajun?
Belladonna: "House broke", to be more acc'rate
From: X-Men #8
ROGUE: Remy, if ya have any feelings for me, any at all, leave me alone.
GAMBIT: S'funny, m' feelin's f'r ya are the very same reason I'm stayin'.
~ Uncanny X-Men #297
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.
From: Uncanny X-Men #336
BELLADONNA: Killin' dat Brood took everyt'ing I had. 'Fore I go . . . if y'had a choice . . . would you . . . *urrn*.
GAMBIT: Have chosen you? None other, chere.
BELLADONNA: Could'ave been magic, remy . . .
GAMBIT: It was, chere. Every moment.
From: X-Men #9
GAMBIT: A romantic, moonlit flight through the mountains, chere?
ROGUE: If your armpits sweat on me, I'll drop you.
From: X-Men Annual #1
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