Disney+ original film Deadpool & Wolverine was released July 26th, 2024.
#Deadpool&Wolverine made $1.338B at the international box office.
rottentomatoes: 78%
metacritic: 56
imdb: 7.6
Wade Wilson
Deadpool is a mutant assassin for hire living in New York City, New York.
“♪ Ta ta ta ta ta ♪ Ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ♪ Tan tan ta ♪ Tan tan tan tan ♪ Tan tan ta tan ♪ Tan tan tan tan! ♪ That logo music just gets you pumped. Right? I’m sorry. I’m just, I’m excited to be here. It’s been a while. You know, for a long time, I wasn’t sure I’d ever be back. Disney bought Fox, there was a whole boring rights issue, blabbity-blabbity-blah. But then, it turned out, they wanted me. The one guy who shouldn’t even have his own movie, much less a franchise. Marvel’s so stupid. Look, we know the title of this thing. So, I know what you’re wondering. How are we gonna do this without dishonoring Logan’s memory? And I’ll tell you how. We’re not.” — Deadpool
“I’m gonna let you in on a little secret. Wolverine is not dead. Sure it made for a perfect ending to a very sad story. But that’s not how regenerative healing factors work. You think I wanna be out here in beautiful downtown North Dakota, digging up the one and only Wolverine? No, thank you. But the fate of my entire world is at stake. He may not be living his best life, but he sure as hell ain’t dead. Bingo. Yahtzee. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Damn it! Son of a bitch! You… Christ. Motherfucker! My world is fuck…” — Deadpool
“That was weird. I’m much calmer now. Look, I’m not a man of science. But you seem incredibly passed away. But it’s good to see ya. I gotta be honest, I’ve always wanted to ride with you, Log. You and me getting into it. Deadpool and Wolverine just fuckin’ shit up. Can you imagine the fun, the chaos… the residuals? ‘G’day, mate. There’s nothing that’ll bring me back to life faster than a big bag of Marvel cash.’ Me too, Hugh. But, no. No, no, no. You had to get all noble and die for real. Goddamn it! I could really use your help right now. Wait! I’m warning you, I’m not alone.” — Deadpool
“Oof. Death by day-player. I’m not gonna give you my weapons, but I promise not to use them. There are two hundred and six bones in the human body. Two hundred and seven if I’m watching Gossip Girl. Here we go. Maximum effort. Okay, peanut. Guess we’re getting that team-up after all. Maradona from outside the box! Goal! Come on, big fella. I am soaking wet right now.” — Deadpool
“To be clear, I’m not proud of any of this. The wanton violence, the whiff of necrophilia. It isn’t who I am. It isn’t who I wanna be. Who I wanna be? Well, to help you understand that, I’ve gotta take you back. A little joyride I took through space and time, to the day that changed everything.” — Deadpool
“I can’t believe I’m finally here. I’ve waited for this moment for so long. Thank you, sir, for seeing me. I… I firmly believe that my services could be of great use to your organization. Now, I know I was caught smashturbating in the lobby of Stark Tower, but I can assure you that– no, I’m sorry. That… that’s when you get those toy, Hulk hands, right? And then you just, you look down, and you just… you brace yourself, and you ravage the midsection. Pinch the… yeah. Okay. You get the gist. Why am I… wow. Okay. Uh… I… I care. I know I turn everything into a joke, but I… I care, and I wanna use that feeling… for something important. I… I wanna matter. I need to show my girl that I matter. And… you know, I feel like I’m wasting the good stuff here. Is the man not gonna be joining us? Yeah. I should save this if he’s gonna… no. Mm. Cameos? Meetings. Entry-level? Aren’t you the chauffeur… maybe? Okay. Okay. Chauffeur. The Head of… of course, yes, yes, yes.” — Deadpool
“Oh. No, yes, of course. I was Special Forces… …but I was… mainly, I was team leader… founder, really, of X-force. Sadly, they… they all perished in action though. Well, the police say gravity, but if… just between us, they didn’t test well in the focus group. Particularly Cable. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Look, I can see this isn’t going well. Please stop writing. Look, I… I… I’m just… I wanna be an Avenger. I wanna be an Avenger. Look around you. I mean, they’re the… they’re the best of the best. And… and what they do matters. I need to be an Avenger. Sir, my girl has kinda had it with my shtick, and I… if I don’t, you know, turn things around and do something with my ‘gifts,’ I don’t think it’s gonna really work out for me, And I wouldn’t blame her.” — Deadpool
“I’m sorry. ‘Us?’ I wasn’t aware that you were an Avenger. Oh, wow. What’s your superpower? Is it parallel parking? I am so sorry. That was cruel. I lash out when I’m nervous. It won’t happen again. Please. Yes, sir, I do. Yes, sir. Please, Mr. Hogan. I don’t wanna spend the rest of my life like an annoying one-trick pony. Oh, my God, you’re standing. Damn it. Okay. Mm. Mm-hmm. Fetch the car. I wanna hit Shake Shack. Rejection makes me hungy. No? Okay.” — Deadpool
“You know what they say. When one door closes, your locker at work opens. Now let’s go sell some certified pre-owned vehicles, motherfu… technically, the… the Carnival’s not a minivan. It’s an MPV. The Odyssey? That’s a great question. Um, it doesn’t fucking suck. I’m sorry, Tammy, I don’t… I don’t have kids. Not that I haven’t dreamt of that, but I don’t have a lot of vaginal sex.” — Deadpool
“Hey, hey, hey. What is that doing in there? I’m done. I’m done. And I’m fine with being done. Look, is sales the best match? Probably not. Is this the lift that I always imagined for myself? Fuck no. But this is the right fit for me, Sugar Bear, it is. Please stop saying that. We’re not Deadpool. I’m not even Deadpool anymore. What? No. No. Hey, you guys are lucky I’m not armed. Get in here. If this were six years ago, you’d all be dead. AirPods! Come on. Every time. Come on. You know I didn’t. Did you sell any dreamcatchers on Etsy or whatever it is that you do? Relax. I have the money. I sold some old blood pressure medication I found lying around. I’m not the one dousing everything in salt, motherfucker. That’s hurtful. If you could hear the look on my face, you’d smell how sad I am.” — Deadpool
“You watched anything good? Oh, goddamn. That show swtood between me and suicide for 10 years. Those are my feelings on abortion, religious freedom, animal rights, privacy rights, vaccines, free-market capitalism, global climate change. Yeah, duh-duh-duh. No, no speaking lines, Buck. Hi, Yukio. It’s a summer balayage. From the French. It’s meant to mimic the natural highlights of the sun. It’s a hair system. Thank you. Heh. Hey, cocaine is the one thing that Feige said is off limits. They know all the slang terms. They have a list. Even disco dust. Even Forrest Bump. I wouldn’t even try powdered gonuts. Yes. But I can’t.” — Deadpool
“Thanks for coming. How’s work? No way. That’s great. You, uh, seeing anyone? Dermot. Good. Well, it’s the early days. Mm… no, no, I live in a one-bedroom apartment. I share a bed with Blind Al. All right. All right. Okay, okay, okay. Uh… birthdays. Boy, every spin around the moon is a new adventure indeed. Okay, round-earther. Where was I? Right. Um… it’s been a challenging few years. Haven’t seen you guys in a while. Been through a lot, uh, change of life. Bitch, are you improv-ing? I’m sorry that you had to see that, Yukio. Yeah. But I’m happy. You know, and that’s… that’s because of each and every one of you. I guess, what I’m trying to say is how proud I am, how grateful I am to be standing in a room with every single person I love. I’m the luckiest man alive. Ten-four, good buddy. Going down.” — Deadpool
“Oh, yeah. Dancers. Dopinder must have ordered you. Are those supposed to be cop costumes? Never mind. Take your clothes off but leave the helmets. And this isn’t Pretty Woman. We’re kissing. All right? What song do you guys normally dance to? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Is that supposed to be scary? Pegging isn’t new for me, friendo. But it is for Disney. Ah, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta! Okay, I’ve never been a natural bottom, so we’re gonna take things real slow. And I want some crazy eye contact. Not you. You. Can’t see your eyes through the mask, but I can feel them. We’re gonna move on down the hallway so we can spare a cleanup on aisle asshole. How’s everyone feel about this plan? Yes. Let’s hold on to that attitude. And we’re gonna do it angry.” — Deadpool
“I wasn’t unconscious. Who are you? Holy fuck. That is a shit-ton of exposition for a threequel. Is this because I used Cable’s time machine? Brought a couple of people back to life, then I destroyed it. That was a long time ago. This Sacred Timeline, I assume I’m going to marvel at how cinematic it feels. Gratuitous cameos, indiscriminate use of Variants, the whole package? Cap! Subway station. And what is that? Is that me? Is that Thor? Is he crying? Why is Thor crying? Quick! Tell me. Oh, I smell what you’re steppin’ in. The power in the Marvel Universe is about to change forever. I am the Messiah… I am… …Marvel Jesus. Can you excuse me for just a moment? I’m just gonna go over here. Suck it, Fox! I’m going to Disneyland. Get fucked!” — Deadpool
“Where do I sign? Good. Not to brag, but I do not read. There is one thing I will need, though. Oh, fuck off! Adorn me, Beardo. Fuckin’ A! Uhh! It’s perfect! FYI, your tailor is a predator, but I love it. Snug. No camel toe. New car smell and adamantium katanas? You shouldn’t have. Go ahead. Take it in. And yes, your underwear is getting tighter. That guy knows what I’m talking about. His clothes say middle management, but his eyes say fuck-y fuck-y. ‘Nice?’ Your buddy here is ready to throw it all away for me. You callin’ your wife? Does your wife work in HR? Oh, I’m taking it well. I have never had a problem traveling for work. That said, we should take vacation days. I’m more of a one-week-on-one-week-off kind of guy. I think it’s what they do in Denmark. You know, you’ll never see a Danish flag on the moon, but goddamn it, they’re happy. Now, let’s power up your little Amazon Fire phone there and zip me back home so I can let my friends know that they’ve been upgraded to disciples.” — Deadpool
“Come again? This time in my ears. What’s an Anchor Being? You’ve just won the lottery because I didn’t die. It was just a little midlife crisis. I’m better now. Oh, I love to laugh. Yeah. Logan. Of course. Logan. Logan? The guy with forks for hands? That Wolverine? Yeah, I got it. You can turn your retro graphics of death off now. Make it stop. How long have we got? Well, sweet. What does that mean? What in the MacGuffin is that? You’re gonna Old Yeller my fucking universe? That’s all I’ve ever really wanted. And you know I’m… I’m nothing if not morally flexible. Yep, yep. I’ll do it. I was actually talking about finding the Wolverine and breaking your fucking nose.” — Deadpool
“And boy, did he ever. Which brings us back to this. The desecration of the sacred corpse. Oh! My own fucking arm! Now we’re talkin’! I’m sorry! Wolverine-ing is hard! Get my country’s name out of your fuckin; mouth. And my sword. Give me that. Oh, I gotta find me another Logan. An alive one. Don’t get up, guys. I’ll see myself out. Logan! I’m gonna need you to come with me. Oh, look at this little Hairy Lou Retton. Did you stick the landing, little guy? Yes, you did! Comic-accurate short king. Such a cute little Wolvie. Cue the fuckin’ montage, baby. Ahoy! Everything seems to be on fire. You have a dragon? Ooh, you have Anchor Being written all over– patch! Oh, now we’re talkin’. Oh, yeah. That’s the whole goddamn package right there. Howdy! I’m just… I’m auditioning Anchor Beings. Oh. Yeah, that’s gonna need some coconut oil. What in the fuck? Are you okay? Oh, yes, yes. Classic John Byrne brown and tan. Now, you fought the Hulk in this outfit. No? I’m Marvel Jesus, you dull creature, and I will not– it’s not you. We’re just going in a different direction. You know, from behind, you look a little bit like Henry– oh, my fuck! The Cavillrine. The legends are true. And may I say, sir, on behalf of all humanity, this just feels right. We will treat you so much better than those shit fucks down the street. No, sir. Not while the fate of my universe is at–” — Deadpool
“This one looks promising. Down you go. It does now. Leave the bottle. Nope. But I know you. Yes, you are. And I’m gonna need you to come with me right now. Really gettin’ into your cups here. Because, unfortunately, I need you. And even more unfortunately, my entire world needs you. You gonna take that from him? I can tell you have a sort of don’t-get-too-close-I’ll-only-break-your-heart vibe going here, but every other Wolverine would’ve really hurt me by now. And I’m sort of on the tick-tick. So, upsy-daisy. Here we go. Up you go. I got you, big guy. Oh. Whiskey dick of the claws. It’s quite common in Wolverines over 40. You’re right. I don’t. And you don’t want this. Unless you wanna take a deep breath through your fuckin’ forehead, I suggest your reconsider. Let’s go, peanut. Good God. Thirsty little honey badger, aren’t ya? It’s okay. Keep goin’. Audiences are accustomed to long run times. Guess you’ll have to do. Okay, here we– oh! Look at those jammies. That only took 20 fucking years.” — Deadpool
“One Anchor Being coming right up! On your left, baby girl. This Logan has the same he-can-do-anything-even-musicals look. And bonus, he’s actually wearing a costume like he’s not embarrassed to be in a superhero movie for once. You said my universe is dying because this sack of nuts got himself killed. Well, problem solved. What do you mean the worst one? Okay. How do I… how do I make this right? I’ll do anything. With Thor. He holds me. It looks great. What are you, the Internet? Is the thought of vaporizing my universe making you peckish? I’m about to lose everything that I’ve ever cared about because that hairy thundercunt from down undercunt finally dies, and he’s standing right behind me, isn’t he? Welcome to the MCU, by the way. You’re joining at a bit of a low point. As for you, I wanna talk to your boss. I want you to get him on the phone and you tell him, her, or them, that Marvel H. Christ isn’t playing. Holy shit. I just heard a symphony of buttholes clenching all at once. You’re off grid. Your bosses don’t know what you sick fucks are doing down here. Well, I’ll tell you what. I have a black belt in Karen… and I’m gonna go upstairs and I’m gonna tell ’em all about you and your–” — Deadpool
“Don’t just stand there, you ape. Give me a hand up. Nope. I’m actually okay. Thank you very much. I don’t know. Looks kind of Mad Max-y. But that would be IP infringement, right? Fuck! Fuck. Were you even listening back there? If we don’t make it back to that Mr. Paradox asshole, everyone I know is gonna die. Oh, is that all you got? Is that what you said when your world went to shit? Yeah, I heard all about you. How you screwed up everything. You should be thankin’ me for pulling you out of that bed you shit in. You back-stabbing son of a bitch! Are you ready to be calm now? Rest in pieces, Fox. I don’t want to fight you, peanut. Doesn’t matter what you did. I just need your help. Uh… uh-oh. Fuck. This is gonna hurt. All right. Fuck it. Let’s give the people what they came for. Get your special sock out, nerds. It’s gonna get good. Ew. Gotcha! Baby Knife! Wait, wait, wait! I can fix it! I can fix it. Whatever it is that you did. Whatever made you so bad. Those… those pricks in the TVA. You heard him. They have the power to end my universe, but they also have the power to change yours. We get back there, and we can fix your world. Together. I promise. They can fix it. Dear God, it’s him. The one. The superhero equivalent to comfort food, or Molly. White guys’ answer to all the disappointments. And another A-lister. Fair warning, gorgeous. You’re going to encounter some indelicate language, a smidge of ass play, but we’ve been prohibited from using cocaine. On camera. Who’s ‘they?’ Oh, they’re driving angry. Now that’s a superhero landing.” — Deadpool
“Aye, aye, Cap’n. You got this. Oh. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God, he’s gonna say it. Ha! Oh, my God! He’s gonna say it! Avengers, assemble… I’m sorry, what now? We thought we did. Holy sh– Sabretooth. Your brother. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Time! You look ridiculous. People have waited decades for this fight. It’s not gonna be easy. Baby Knife. Shoot the double, you take him down. Side control, then full mount, and you ground and pound till he makes no sound because he’s dead. Oh, my God! Okay. Good luck. I’m a huge fan. What is it, girl? Is there trouble at the well? Big trouble. Behold! The head of your precious queen, Furiosa! I have the Wolverine! I alone control her! You come for me, you come for her. So sorry. I know it’s pronounced ‘him.’ I’m gender blind. It’s my cross to bear. Uh-oh. Oh, holy sh–” — Deadpool
“God of Thunder. How long was I asleep? What does the annihilating? Alioth is in this thing? From Loki, Season 1, Episode 5? ‘We?’ Us? A team? The answer is yes. Shake on it. Fuck! You nicked it. Just got the tip with your little steak knife.” — Deadpool
Wolverine
“Don’t be what they made you. Ah, so this is what it feels like… who’s asking? You were just leavin’.”
“Again. Just give me one more drink and then I’ll leave. I know you, bub? Everybody knows me. I’m the Wolverine. Look, lady, I’m not interested. Why would I go with you? Yep. Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey! You don’t want this. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Watch this. All right. That– whoa. Easy.”
“Where the fuck did he go? Where the hell are we? Fucking jokes. Not my fuckin’ problem. Come again? I don’t fuckin’ care. Let’s fuckin’ go. Let’s see you grow your fuckin’ head back. Fix what? Who? Ah! Fuck. Say what? We don’t know that guy.”
“Shut the fuck up! Who’s next? Fuck. Not all of you was asleep. If you know where we are, start talking. Like you? Then that’s where we go. These ‘others’ can help us get back to the TVA. Make ’em fix things. Something funny, bub? Who’s ‘she?'”
Mr. Paradox
“Mr. Wilson… you appear to have soiled yourself while unconscious. I go by the name of Paradox. Mr. Paradox. And you’re sitting here at the TVA. The Time Variance Authority. We’re really a watchdog organization, except we’re more lighthearted than that sounds, with a sort of throwback, ironic twist. And we’re in charge of defending what’s known as the Sacred Timeline. Yes, we’re aware of your abuse of your timeline. And you were so abusive of it. Uh, no, it has nothing to do with that. Walk with me.”
“I brought you here, Mr. Wilson, to tell you that you’re special. In fact, you’ve been chosen for a higher purpose, a purpose unclear even to me. But one that could save the entire Sacred Timeline from a possibly grisly fate sometime in the future, which may very well need to be… avenged. Well, you tell me. You are no longer lost, Wade. You can be a hero among heroes. We’ve been surveilling you for quite a while. A TVA outpost, yes. Hmm? Uh, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. That happens in the distant future. Do not speak to her. Stop that. Eyes on me. I brought you here to offer you an opportunity. The opportunity you sought years ago, but for which you were not ready. We believe you’re ready now. Ready for a chance to leave your timeline and join the greatest universe of all. I am about to give you the thing you’ve always wanted.”
“Oh, there’s no need for paperwork. Oh. Yes. You look very nice. I’m really glad you’re taking this so well. Yeah. I don’t think you… quite understand. Um, you will not be returning to your home because there will be no home to return to. This is your universe, Mr. Wilson. That is what happens when a universe loses their Anchor Being. See how it decays from the inside? This is how a reality dies. An Anchor Being is an entity of such vital importance that when they die, their whole world slowly withers out of existence. Oh, no, no, no. Oh, my God. Can you imagine if you were the Anchor Being? Oh! no, it isn’t you, Mr. Wilson. Your Anchor Being died in an act of self-sacrifice so epic that it sent shivers down the timeline. I am referring, of course, to… Logan. The Wolverine.”
“We’re not doing it, Mr. Wilson. We certainly can’t stop it. In most cases, couple thousand years. Well, most cases aren’t fast enough. Not for me. It means that I have been tasked with overseeing the end of your universe. And regardless of what the pencil pushers upstairs would prefer, I will not waste my life watching it die slowly of natural causes. We used to just prune these things. Simple. Elegant. Efficient. But I’m told the TVA doesn’t like to do that anymore. Well, I do. And no matter what my so-called superiors say, the multiverse does not need a babysitter. We need a mercy killer. And in this instance, I am the mercy killer. Ha! That’s a Time Ripper, Mr. Wilson. An accelerant. Once completed, it will allow me to destroy the spacetime matrix of your universe. You see, I don’t want to work for the TVA. I want to be the TVA. And the first step involves showing this organization how much more efficient it can become. To wit, I will be giving your universe a swift and compassionate end. And don’t worry, your friends won’t feel a thing. It’ll be over just like this. ‘Oh, what’s that?’ Trust me. Mm… in your parlance, yes. Two in the heart, one in the head. Look, Mr. Wilson, you have two choices. You can either rejoin your loved ones and collectively cease to exist in, I’d say, 72 hours. Or… you join the Sacred Timeline. And you end your days of insignificance and mediocrity. Wade. Wade, you can finally, finally matter. I know. I know. Wise choice. The Sacred Timeline’s happy to have you. Find him. Find him!”
“I don’t understand. My God. You actually think you can replace an Anchor Being with this? I wouldn’t have accepted any other Wolverine, BT dubs. But you have outdone yourself and brought me the worst Wolverine. Mr. Wilson. This Wolverine let down his entire world. He’s the stuff of legend, but not in a good way. And what he did, well, some things are just beyond forgiveness. I gave you a chance at greatness. Because my superiors deemed you ‘special.’ Clearly not special in a good way. Apparently you have some important future purpose to serve. But I did my duty. I gave you the opportunity to be somebody. And instead of accepting my offering with humility and gratitude, you broke my nose. And you decimated dozens of my men with the exhumed corpse of a hero. Dishonoring not only his remains but his memory. You world is dying! Thank you very much. And there’s no stopping it. The humane thing to do is to make it quick. I’m eating my feelings. Oh, silence is nice, isn’t it? To the trash heap. You’ll fit right in. Whew. That was close.”
Happy Hogan
“Smashturbating? I’m sorry, what… what was that? I get it. Okay, thank you. The picture’s painted. Uh, what exactly brings you here today? The man? Uh, as far as you’re concerned right now, I’m the man. The man is me. I am the man in this circumstance. He doesn’t do this kind of thing anymore. Meetings. Entry-level meetings. I… common misconception. I did begin my career as Mr. Stark’s driver. Quickly pivoted to… …the Head of Security. And why I am vetting your resume. You seem to have left out whether or not you had any experience as a member of a team. Could you maybe add a little bit of perspective there? Okay. Oh. How exactly did that happen? I see. X-Force. Why do you wanna be an Avenger? Avengers are a very unique group of superheroes that stand for something more than just fighting and wearing costumes.”
“I mean, people look up to us. Kids look up to us. They– Avengers-adjacent, technically. Let’s cut to the chase. You just said moments ago that you wanted to be an Avenger because you need it. But the Avengers don’t do the job because they need it. They do the job because people need them. Do see the distinction? All right. Yeah, now’s the time that we stand. Now, the problem might be that you’re reaching a little… little too high. Aim for the middle, and you’ll never miss. Right? I think you got a good heart. I believe what you’re saying. But not everybody’s the world-saving type. I’m not, and I’m happy. Right? I found my place. Find your place. All right? Get back out there. We’ll keep an eye on you. Good luck. Mm-hmm. No, no. Please. Yeah, no, no, no. Okay, thank you. Yeah.”
Earth – 10005
“So how does the Kia compare to the Honda Odyssey? You know, you can answer the question without swearing. You’ll get ’em next time, pal. And look, you can always go back to superhero-ing. I mean, I know I’d like to see you back in the suit. I don’t keep it in my locker so that I can wear it. I keep it in my locker in case we need to saddle up again.”
“Okay, Mr. Wilson. I’m just saying, once a month, we could go on a little mission. We’re human beings. We crave purpose. After all, we’re Deadpool. Well, if you’re gonna have a midlife crisis, go big. A few years ago, a friend of mine got his nipples pierced with a titanium chain that goes down and attaches to his Van Johnson. Are… are you feeling grumplestiltskin ’cause it’s your birthday?”
“Surprise! So then, he gets out of the cab, and you will not believe it. I turn around and what do I find? AirPods. His AirPods! Crazy story. Every single time. Make any sales today? Our rent’s due in three days, Wade. I can’t keep carrying you. You tryin’ to kill me, motherfucker? I pray every day that fire finds your body and finishes the job God didn’t have the nuts to do.”
“Great British Bake Off. Hi, Wade. Nice fake o’clock shadow. It’s a toupee. I love your hair system, Wade. Wanna do some cocaine? What about Bolivian marching powder? Even snowboarding? White girl interrupted? Booger sugar? Do you wanna build a snowman? Pull here. Here? Yeah. What happened? That’s the fun part.”
“♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ Speech! Speech! Yes! Sun, dumbass. The adventure of life. Menopause? Mm-mm. Sorry. It’s okay.”
Logan’s Timeline
“I told you. You’re not welcome here. You’re not welcome anywhere. Now get the fuck out of my bar. That’s not how it works. You two gonna fuck or fight?”
Johnny Storm
“Hey! We fight each other, we lose. They’re coming. I got this. Stay close. You see anyone runnin’, dick for brains? You’re not gonna love what happens next. Flame on! Ohh! Fuck! Ahhh!”
“Don’t bother. They’re very thorough. You’re in The Void. Think of it as purgatory. Reed called it a metaphysical junkyard. Where anything useless goes before it gets annihilated forever. And where the TVA sends people that don’t play nice with the rest of the multiverse. And you. Alioth. Everyone here is on the run from Alioth. Most don’t make it. There’s a resistance, though. Other people like us that managed to survive. They’re hidin’ out in the borderlands, trying to find a way the fuck outta here.”
“She might have something to say about that. In The Void, you’re either food for Alioth or you work for her.”
Pyro
“Cassandra is gonna be giddy when she sees what she caught. You can’t run. Everybody knows that. Toad! You’re up.”
Sabretooth
“I know you. Ready to die?”
Vanessa
“Yeah. Oh, I got a promotion. Yeah. It’s mind-numbing middle management, but I’m happy. How about you? Um… yeah. A guy from work. Dermot. He’s kind. Likes to go hiking. Hasn’t gotten me shot yet. What about you? You seeing anyone? Okay. All right. Make a wish, buddy.”
Time Variance Authority
“Wade Winston Wilson, you are under arrest by the Time Variance Authority… …for too many crimes to list. Come out… …and we’ll extend you the courtesy of taking you in one piece. Last chance. Throw out your weapons and come out peacefully.”
“Wade Wilson? I don’t like you.”
“HR.”
“Oh, my God! Not like this! No, dear God! No! Make it stop! Mangold tried! You sick fuck! Logan was a hero. And the only thing worth a shit to ever come out of Canada.”
