|X-men Issue Quotes|
|Jean: "I must confess, infuriating and arrogant as Gambit can be... those eyes, that grin, the body - it takes a girl's breath away."
Scott: "Oh, really? When next the opportunity presents itself... remind me to drop a truck on him."
Scott: "A big truck."
Scott: "A really big truck."
Cyclops: "That sir, is no way to treat a lady. "
Gambit: "Or Rogue neither, hein?"
Beast: "My o my, talk about a man who loves to live dangerously."
Cyclops: "I'm sorry. My mind must have been...elsewhere."
Jean: "The gutter, perhaps?"
Gambit to Rogue: "If I made a list of things to do "with your own two
hands"--stirrin' gumbo wouldn't be on it."
Gambit to Bishop: "A plasma rifle against a boysenberry pie? Can you see the
crazed psychopath in this picture?"
Bishop: "Is this wise?"
Gambit: "Keep laughing or she'll kill us."
X-Men #8 (After they hit Rogue in the face with a pie)
Jubilee: "Why does everyone say my name like it means 'shut up'??!"
Rogue: "You are deader than a snowman in July. An' ah mean TV movie of the week,
CNN all-day coverage kinda dead!"
Bishop: "On the count of 'three'?"
Gambit: "Why wait? Let's go on 'two'."
L'il Rogue: "What's Plan B?"
L'il Cyclops: "Thimple. RUN!"
L'il Rogue: "That's how ya get t'be leader? By coming up with 'RUN'?! Cheeze wiz. Ah coulda said 'RUN!'"
The X-Babies in X-Men #47
Li’l Bishop: “Hey, loser, don’t mess with the X-men. Even the little ones.”
Li’l Gambit: “’Specially the little ones.”
The X-babies in X-men #47
Beast: "Bishop! Cease and Desist! We embarked on this nocturnal excursion in order to make conversation with a fragile little barkeep flower---not to watch you mistake flirtation for espionage! Believe me, women pine not for the tall, dark, and psychotic! Good Lord, man---what's wrong with you?!?"
Bishop: "...I don't trust you."
Barkeep: I'm not real keen on you either, at the moment."
Dark Beast: "Come now, constable. Even without the benefit of an image inducer---do I look like the suspicious type to you?"
Dark Beast: "Ah, Bishop...This is your brain. This is your brain on holographic image."
Iceman about Post: "I almost feel sorry for the yutz! He didn't know what hit him."
Wolverine: "Sure he knows, kid. It was a mutant freight train wit' a big ol' `X' on the front."
Post to Iceman: "You are getting more skilled in the use of your powers every day. I almost regret having to kill you.'
Iceman: "Then don't. I certainly won't say anything."
Gambit: "You tell me, Joseph---or Magneto---or Eric Lensherr. What name you goin by today, mon ami?
Bishop: "When I get my hands..."
Beast: Down, Bishop, down. More control---less damage."
Bobby: "I...I know what it's like to lose a dream, doc."
Cecilia: "DREAMS ARE FOR PEOPLE THAT SLEEP!"
Iceman: "Just between you and me---I'm not really the leader type."
Cecilia: "Really? Gosh, who would have guessed?"
Iceman: You're being sarcastic, right?"
Iceman: "I'm trying to think --"
Cecilia: "Don't hurt yourself."
Cecilia: "'Hmm in a good way or 'hmm' in a 'I think we're about to die' way?"
Iceman: "'Hmm in a 'New York's never this deserted, even at this time of night' way."
Marrow: "It's abandoned, like the sewers. I like it this way. Maybe some beautiful plague came by and killed all the surface---"
Policeman: "What're those spikes, and what's it all mean? 'Get out?'"
Marrow: "I left them---and it means what it says! Just how many interpretations of 'get out' are there?"
Marrow: "Just be thankful I didn't kill you. Though the thought did cross my mind, but something stopped me. Gonna have to figure out what and exorcise it."
Iceman: "Note- Ask Scott the trick to getting people to listen to him."
Iceman: "...You want it to end here and now? Fine. We're more than ready to die fighting if we have to."
Cecilia: "Again with the 'die fighting?'"
Beast to Cecilia: "It's not "Animal", miss, it's "Beast"..."Animal" is a muppet."
Jean: "Morning, boys! Am I interrupting an intellectual conversation, or just standard macho nonsense?"
Cecilia (about Maggot): No wonder he's so strong...I'd be strong too, if I had to carry that big head around all the time."
Beast: "Narcissism notwithstanding, Dr. Reyes, Maggot exhibits impressive command over his powers..."
Cecilia: "Really, Beast? Is that why you wrote,'...but if the boy doesn't buckle that yap of his, i may very well go psychotic?'"
Beast: "'Yap' is a technical term, I assure you."
Beast: "Cecilia is equipped with a worthless force-field, cellulite saddle bags, and an-"
Cecilia: "Oh no...you did not just go there. Because if you did, I'd be forced to break my hippocratic oath and white-wash your blue behind! Ever been frostbitten in your nasal cavity? How about your brain?!?"
Maggott: “Ag, shame... you have got to be the God-ugliest guardian angel I've ever seen.”
Wolverine: “Amen, brother. So... are we havin' fun yet?”
Cecilia: "Yeah! Ha! That's right! You can't break me, you chumps! Bronx in the house, full effect! I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm...help."
Cecilia: "You slapped me."
Marrow: "You needed it."
Cecilia: "I---oh, I might need it again...Look."
Shadow King: "Miss Braddock?! Interesting. I had you brain dead and buried at the site of the pulse---"
Psylocke: "I got better."
Cannonball, after Marrow throws her bones at him: "Nice. Ah'm invulnerable to yer bone thingies while ah'm blastin', Marrow...but if it makes ya feel any better..."Ouch."
Rogue: "Marrow! Guess this means...y'like me better'n an ugly gator...?"
Marrow: "...you smell better."
Rogue: "I'll take it. Thanks."
Nightcrawler: “Ach... I may be accustomed to third-class travel... but this is ridiculous. Antonio Bandaras would never work under these conditions.”
Kitty: "Uh-oh...looks like you dropped your satillite, Fabio! I'll catch it for you! Whoops! Look at that! Phased right through it! Think that's bad?...Satillite go BOOM SHOCKA BOOM."
Marrow (to an alligator): "Bad suitcase..."
Gambit: "I know what you're t'inkin', ma petite. Dat Gambit...still de suave one, no?"
Rogue: "Ah got the Russian, Storm! What 'bout the Swamp Rat?"
Storm: "He is about to recieve a painful lesson in the law of gravity...and in humility...unless the good earth responds to my call."
Gambit: "Ca c'est assez! Enough! I'm sorry already! Less wit' de guilt and mmore wit' de savin', chere!
Rogue: "He's awful snitty f'r someone up a creek without a parachute."
Storm: "True, though I imagine it is the fall talking...or the realization that I am hurling basketball-sized hailstones past his nose at niety miles-per-hour. Neither of which would have been the case if he had heeded my warnings.
Gambit: "Anyone ever tell you laides you got a real talent f'r kickin' a man when he's down? Dis gone smart---"
Gambit: "Great...now tell me...you got a barf bag in yer costume?"
Colossus: “Da, we wouldn't want the littlest X-Man to be blown down go boom...”
Wolverine: “Go rust yerself, Tin Man.”
Rogue: "Bless my Southern soul, Cyclops givin' us a break? Will wonders never
Death: "For I am become death---"
Rogue: "--The shatterer of worlds! Blah, blah, blah---like you're the only one who ever stole that quote from the Bhagavhad-Gita! This the clown you told us about, Cyke?"
Wolverine: “You gonna 'port us again, or what?”
Nightcrawler: “And risk appearing inside the wreakage -- or a fellow X-Man's body?”
Wolverine: “Hmm, some interestin' possibilities there, huh?”
Nightcrawler: “Is this really the time for jokes?”
Psylocke: "In my entire life, my girl, I have never been considered a 'muscle-head.'"
Kitty: "Excuse me, but can you think of a better definition of telekinesis?"