"No, I can't. My grief... is too strong. It's grown... beyond my control. (Captain Carter: "Christine wouldn't want this!") No... (Demon: "But we do!")"

"It's, uh, just you two, right? Only you know about this mission failure?"

"Listen, man, word on the street here is that this egg is a pretty hot damn commodity. I got offers comin' in from Dark Elves and an Olympic God. You get what I'm sayin'? So, our price just went up."

"Get the hell out of my universe!"

"(Scarlet Witch: "Haven't you had enough?") Oh, I could do this all day."

"You know he knew. Your pal, your buddy, your Bucky. (Captain America: "What did you say?") He remembered you. I was there. He got all weepy about it, 'til they put his brain back in a blender. He wanted you to know something. He said to me, "Please tell Rogers, when you gotta go, you gotta go." And you're coming with me."

"Wanda, Black Bolt can destroy you with one whisper from his mouth. (Scarlet Witch: "What mouth?")"

"I know. But, in the grand calculus of the multiverse, your sacrifice is worth more than your life."

"Darren, I don't think you understand–"

"Sweet. (Delta 4: "Booyah!")"

"She was there... because of you. I may have struck the blow, but you... Ha-ha-ha. You are the one that killed her."

"I'm just... gonna catch my breath..."

"You're unbearably naïve."

"You and I, we're just tools of a God. Built to kill. Thena, remember."

"I've led you down the wrong path."

"You didn't see that coming."

"So Banner's the only–"

"Why continue? (Quake: "Let me guess, surrender and we'll never suffer again?") Oh, no. I'll make sure you do. I'll handpick the spirits to take you, to use your flesh, to ravage your insides. Every waking moment, a battle will rage within you."

"Aim for the throat!"

"Let me out!"

"I believe it's worth a go."

"I have to save her. She's calling to me."

"Our family needs you. Go."

"About time."

"Now it's time for both of us to go."

"Move! What are you waiting for?"

"You'll see, Peter. People... they need to believe. And nowadays... they'll believe anything."

"You'll have to be faster than that."

"Hey, Pep. (Pepper: "Tony. Look at me. We're gonna be okay. You can rest now.")"

"I am... inevitable."

"The twins. (Strucker: "They are not ready to take on–") No, no, I mean... (Strucker: "The twins!")"

"Hold still, you little prick."

"I don't need to beat you. I've done what I came here to do. I'll go, and on the other side, you're already dead. As for erasing you from existence, they'll do it for me."

"And even if you figure out what's going on, there's nothing you can do, because the Chronicoms see everything. They see what you're going to do, and they know exac—"

"But, sire, our troops!"

"(Nebula: "You can change.") He won't let me."

"You're a mortal! How?! (Star-Lord: "You said it yourself, bitch. We're the Guardians of the Galaxy.")"

"Let me go. (Hawkeye: "No. Please, no.") It's okay."

"(Nebula: "My father is many things. A liar is not one of them.") Ah. Thank you, daughter. Perhaps I treated you too harshly."

"We... are... Groot."

"This is only a first, crude effort. Stark has perfected his design. He has made a masterpiece of death. A man with a dozen of these can rule all of Asia. And you dream of Stark's throne. We have a common enemy. lf we are still in business, I will give you these designs as a gift. And in turn, I hope you'll repay me with a gift of iron soldiers."

"Hey, guys! Enough practice, soup's on!"

"How about ketchup?"

"Rocket! (Rocket: "Hold on, Saal! Just–")"

"Who puts mayo on a hotdog?"

"Here we go."

"You will never make it to Ronan."