You bet on me to die. Wow. Motherf*****, you’re the world’s worst friend. Well, joke’s on you. I’m living to 102. And then die. At the city of Detroit.
Want to talk about what’s haunting you, or should we wait for a third act flashback?[to Logan]
Wanna do some cocaine?[Blind Al]Hey, cocaine is the one thing that Feige said is off limits.[Wade Wilson]What about Bolivian marching powder?[Blind Al]They know all the slang terms. They have a list.[Wade Wilson]Even snowboarding?[Blind Al]Even disco dust.[Wade Wilson]White girl interrupted?[Blind Al]Even Forrest Bump.[Wade Wilson]Booger sugar?[Blind Al]I wouldn’t even try powdered gonuts.[Wade Wilson]Do you wanna build a snowman?[Blind Al]Yes. But I can’t.[Wade Wilson]
The power in the Marvel Universe is about to change forever. I am the Messiah. I am Marvel Jesus.
Suck it, Fox! I’m going to Disneyland!
Looks are everything! Ever heard David Beckham speak? It’s like he mouth-sexed a can of helium. You think Ryan Reynolds got this far on a superior acting method?
Is that supposed to be scary? Pegging isn’t new for me, friendo. But it is for Disney.[after he sees the TVA time sticks]
I was rounding up all the gluten in the world and launching it into space where it can’t not hurt us ever again.
Even look in her general direction again and you will learn in the worst of ways that I have some hard spots, too. That came out wrong. Or did it?
Don’t feel bad. Even I can’t kill me.[to Cable]
With this collar on, my superpower is just unbridled cancer. Give me a bow and arrow, I’m basically Hawkeye.
If I never see you again, I want you to know that I love you very much. And also, there’s about 116 kilos of cocaine buried somewhere in the apartment, right next to the cure for blindness. Good luck.
